The opening shot is inside of the GO Gym, the professional wrestling academy, in Las Vegas, Nevada. The set up has been changed only slightly as the ring is now surrounded by a ringside barricade and one row of seats, currently occupied by such Sin City Underground and GRIME dignitaries, roster members and staff alike. They clap and stomp, providing enough noise that one might mistake them for being an audience that numbered the hundreds.

SCW ring announcer Justin Decent stands up from his place at ringside and brings the house microphone to his lips.

Justin: Hello, and welcome to Las Vegas, Nevada for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! SCW would like to take this time to thank the Stevens family for opening up their training facility to Sin City Wrestling to continue entertaining the fans during this trying time the world is going through.

Those in attendance clap their hands together, giving their mutual thanks as the GO Gym has been opened up to SCU as well.

The crowd cheers as Amanda walks out, dressed in a Victorian widow costume; top hat with veil, tattered, long-sleeve dress, matching gloves and lace fan. The music starts and Amanda begins her performance.

Amanda: It's just you and me baby
We're trapped in two different worlds
Now I know you're no downtown boy, well I'm no uptown girl neither
We're trapped between two realms you see
You wanna talk to me
Well then drop the phone
And pick up the board

I'll be your Carol Anne
I'll be your pentagram
Let's dabble in the black arts
This is not a game
Let me spell my name
Let's keep this in the dark

A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Call me on the Ouija Board
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
Call me on the Ouija Board
Q-R-S-T-U and I
Call me on the Ouija Board
W-X-Y-and-Z
Call me on the Ouija Board
On the Ouija Board

Place your fingers on the board
And tell me what you'll do to me
I will spell a fantasy
And cast a spell of ecstasy.
A little touch of magic
In this world obsessed with science

I'll be your Carol Anne
I'll be your pentagram
Let's dabble in the black arts
This is not a game
Let me spell my name
Let's keep this in the dark

A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Call me on the Ouija Board
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
Call me on the Ouija Board
Q-R-S-T-U and I
Call me on the Ouija Board
W-X-Y-and-Z
Call me on the Ouija Board
On the Ouija Board

Maybe yes and maybe no
We don't need no telephone
Maybe yes and maybe no
Let's see where this goes
Maybe yes and maybe no
We don't need no telephone
Maybe yes and maybe no
Let's see where this goes

A-B-C-D-E-F-G
Call me on the Ouija Board
H-I-J-K-L-M-N-O-P
Call me on the Ouija Board
Q-R-S-T-U and I
Call me on the Ouija Board
W-X-Y-and-Z
Call me on the Ouija Board
On the Ouija Board
Goodbye
G-g-g-g-goodbye
Goodbye

Simone: Hello everyone, and once again welcome to the GO Gym in Las Vegas, Nevada for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone!

Adams: And I wonder if the city is opening up, are we going to start having shows elsewhere?

Simone: And that is Jason Adams -- and I am certain we will find out the answer to this question soon! In tonight's opening contest, we kick things off with the Roulette division! Caleb Storms, a former champion of that division goes one-on-one against a man taking a one-night break from the mixed tag team division in Malachi!

Adams: Then the Man of the Millennium aka Mason Alexander Vanderbilt goes up against Stephen Callaway!

Simone: Keira Fisher-Johnson looks to get back on track to her goal of singles gold as she goes up against the returning Apple Coren!

Adams: Austin James Mercer is the Internet Champion but his belt isn't on the line against a man that's bigger than he is and CRAZIER than he is in Jack'd the Ripper!

Simone: Tallyn has had a rough go of it as of late and Bea Barnhart isn't about to make things any easier for her when these two Bombshells meet inside of the ring!

Adams: Then the 'King For the Day' Jack Washington who says he is giving himself a World title shot prepares by facing a former World Champion in Senor Vinnie!

Simone: And in tonight's Main Event! For the World Mixed Tag Team Championship, the Wolfslair defend against the Trenton Tigers! And THIS time, the Tigers are free to pick what combination Johanna and Alex defend against! All this and more on SCW Climax Control!




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see one of the competitors in tonight's opening match Caleb Storms warming up for the Roulette Rules Match against Malachi whilst Katie plays with Lemmy in the background.

Pussy: Caleb, do you have a second?

Caleb stops working out and glances over at SCW's backstage interviewer Pussy Willow approaching him for an interview.

Caleb: It'll have to be quick because my match against Malachi is opening the show.

Pussy: Well, that's what I wanted to talk to you about but what are your thoughts on him calling you Cannon Fodder?

Caleb: Almost as big of a joke as last week's card! The only thing we have in common is the fact that we faced Fenris in the past but the main difference is that I faced him more than one and my head wasn't in la-la land at the end of the match, even though I totally earned the right to be knocked out by Fenris after certain comments.

Katie: I'm glad he's back in Iceland, I don't want Caleb to put his life in danger by making any more comments like that about Fenris!

Caleb: Now if you excuse me, I have a match to win!

Caleb walks off as the scene fades.




Backstage, Malachi and Caleb Storms approach the roulette wheel where Rocky Mountains can be seen waiting.

Simone: Rocky Mountains is about to spin the wheel Jason and we will get our match for Caleb and Malachi.

The wheel is spun by Ms Mountains as both watch as it clicks past the different matches and then slows down and finally stops on...

Simone: A dog pound match? What is this going to mean Jason?

Adams: From my notes, this means that the ring will be surrounded by vicious dogs. Like a lumberjack match but with dogs instead of wrestlers. And both of these men are dog owners but none of the dogs will be theirs in this match.

Caleb and Malachi leave the wheel as in the ringside area, dog handlers are bringing in a mix of different kinds of dogs as Justin enters the ring.

Justin:The following match is scheduled for one fall and is a dog pound match...Introducing first...

The opening scream for the song "Test Your Metal" by Unleash The Archers is heard over the PA and the lights start flashing accross the arena before Caleb comes out headbanging along to the song before he poses for the crowd at the top of the ramp.

Justin: From Syracuse, New York and weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds, he is "The Metal Storm" Caleb Storms!

Simone: Caleb Storms is at the top of the ramp and he is set to face Malachi in the match. But is he ready for the dog pound match.

Adams: Look at those puppers Belinda.

Caleb makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp before sliding into the ring and throwing up the metal horns as he waits for his opponent.

Justin: And his opponent...from Waterford Ireland, it is Malachi!!

The quiet beginning of "Blood//Water" begins playing through the speakers as Malachi enters the arena to a solid mix of boos and cheers. He simply stares around at the crowd with a look of utter disinterest as he walks down the ramp towards the ring, climbing the steps and entering through the ropes. He climbs the turnbuckle and throws his arms to the side while staring out at the crowd again as his music fades away. He climbs down and sheds his jacket, tossing it to the corner as he rolls his wrists in preparation for the match.

Adams: These two are dog lovers but will they be able to not be distracted by all those cute puppies.

Simone: Given the way these two are looking at each other, this isn't going to be a problem.

Drew Patton motions for both men to the center of the ring to check them both and tell them the rules.

Simone: This match is ready to go off and there is the bell.

DING DING DING!

Malachi and Caleb begin to circle in the middle of the ring before locking up in a collar and elbow. Caleb is able to use his leverage to power Malachi into the corner. Malachi's hands go up as Caleb leans back then pushes off of the chest of Malachi. Malachi glares at Caleb who smirks at him as he motions for the Irishman to come to him. Malachi charges out of the corner towards Caleb who surprises him with a clothesline that takes Malachi off his feet. Rolling quickly, Malachi heads towards the ropes. The dogs on the outside leap up on the apron yipping and growling. Malachi rolls back into the ring as a larger dog snaps at him. Caleb moves towards him and reaching down to pull him to his feet but Malachi grabs him with a handful of his hair and pulls him down to the mat. Slamming the head of Storms into the canvas, Malachi kicks him and sends him rolling out of the ring. Landing on the floor, Caleb is surrounded by the dogs who are licking and milling around the prone body of Storms as he is trying to get to his feet. Malachi watches as Caleb pets some of the dog but is attacked on the outside by a small yapping chihuahua who growls and latches onto the ankle of Storms who is hopping around trying to remove the dog from his leg.

Adams: Caleb Storms is being attacked on the outside by a vicious dog...someone needs to do something.

Caleb is finally able to remove the chihuahua who continues to growl and yap as he tries to get Caleb once more. Caleb rolls onto the apron and then sets the small dog down on the floor then rolls into the ring where Malachi is waiting and catches him with a wrist hold that he uses to irish whip Storms across the ring. When Caleb rebounds off the ropes, Malachi catches him with an arm wrench takedown that he turns into an armbar. Caleb sits up as he tries to fight the hold and gets slowly to his feet. Fighting his hold, Caleb drops his shoulder then using it in the midsection of Malachi to fight him over with a suplex like move. Malachi arches in pain as he lays on the mat. Caleb rests against the ropes that he staggers back against while shaking some feeling into his arm. Malachi rolls to his hands and knees. Getting to his feet, he launches himself at the midsection of Storms who moves at the last minute and Malachi flies between the ropes to the outside. Rolling up against the barricade, Malachi is surrounded by some of the dogs who have their tails wagging as they lick the face and body of the Irishman who smiles but fights though the wiggling animals and gets to his feet. Storms watches him then charges off the opposite ropes to rebound off and launch himself through the ropes with a suicide dive onto Malachi sending both to the floor where they are covered by all the dogs.

Simone: Both of the men are in the bottom of a dog pile...literally.

Both men try crawling away from the dogs and Caleb makes his way to the ringsteps. Pulling himself out of the dogs, he reaches down to pet a dog that is jumping on his leg before he climbs back into the ring. Malachi pulls himself up through the dogs and rushes to the ring apron. Pulling himself up on the ring apron, Malachi looks down to see the chihuahua has bitten into his boot and is growling as shaking his head as if trying to pull him back to the outside. Malachi reaches down and catches the dog by the scruff of the neck. Bella calls out to Malachi from outside of the barricade as he holds up the puppy. Malachi drops him gently to the outside then rolls into the ring. Caleb slides between the ropes into the irish hammer of Malachi sending him to the mat. Malachi moves to the corner and pulls himself up to the middle turnbuckle and then jumps off to use a double foot stomp on Caleb driving him into the mat again. Caleb kicks at the canvas as he clutches at his head. Malachi rolls through the foot stomp and to his feet again. Looking down at Caleb on the mat, Malachi moves towards him and then uses a kick to the midsection to double over Caleb. Malachi moves towards him again but this time, Caleb manages to catch the Irishman with a quick roll up as Patton makes the count.

Adams: Caleb Storms with a surprise rollup on Malachi.

Simone: But Caleb is not able to hold him down long enough for the pin.

Malachi kicks out quickly and rolls to the outside. As the dogs approach him, Malachi leans down and picks up some of the smaller dogs and sets them on the ring apron. They charge into the ring towards Caleb and leap at him. Caleb is overrun by the dogs who are yapping and whining. Malachi keeps adding dogs to the ring that overpower Storms. Malachi moves into the ring as Patton reaches seven as he was counting Malachi out of the ring. Once Malachi gets back into the ring, Patton is admonishing Malachi about putting the dogs into the ring. Malachi just shrugs as he moves towards the slowly rising Caleb Storms. The two men are surrounded by barking dogs that are tempted to the ropes by some of the handlers with treats. As the two men battle across the ring, Malachi is starting to take control of the match as he kicks Caleb in the midsection them pulls him into a reverse headlock before putting the arm of Storms over his shoulders then lifts him up and over with a vertical suplex that has Caleb arching in pain. Malachi gets to his feet and heads to the corner where he climbs to the top turnbuckle then launches himself off with a diving crossbody that he rolls through but is caught by Caleb for another quick pin attempt but Malachi is fast enough to kick out at one. Getting to his feet, Malachi's eyes blaze as he turns to pull Caleb to his feet. Malachi sends Storms off the ropes and catches him with a corkscrew roundhouse kick that sends him to the mat once more.

Simone: Malachi is starting to take control of this match.

Caleb rolls to the ropes and pulls himself shakily to his feet. Malachi moves towards him a dodges a wild roundhouse from Storms. Smiling maliciously, Malach ducks under a second wild swing from Caleb then uses his Pure Malice finisher that lays out Storms. Moving to roll him over, Malachi locks him in a pin with both of Caleb's legs held over for leverage as Drew drops to the mat and begins the count on Storms.

Adams: Malachi has Caleb down and out after the Pure Malice.

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match, Malachi!

Releasing the legs of Storms, Malachi sits up and grins maliciously once more then makes his way to his feet to climb the turnbuckles to celebrate the win. Caleb is helped out of the ring only to be surrounded by dogs as he moves slowly through the pack to the back. Malachi continues to celebrate as the trainers begin rounding up the dogs. At ringside, Jason is seen holding the vicious chihuahua who is growling and snarling at his fingers as they try to pet it.

Adams: Aren't you just the most vicious puppers.

The dog is able to get his teeth around the fingers of Adams who quickly hands him off to a trainer before shaking the pain away as Belinda just shakes her head.




We are backstage where Roxi is shown walking, turning a corner and then seeing an electrician working on a lighting fixture, when he stumbles on the latter.

Roxi: Hey... look out!

The stumble causes the ladder to wobble and the electricians arm flailing, knocking his work tray up, and hitting the light fixture he was fixing, and it detaches and falls right where Roxi is standing, only for Roxi to be yanked by her shirt backwards and out of harm's way as the light tubes shatter and burst, sending a few pieces of glass splintering everywhere. The force is which Roxi is pulling back sends her falling to her backside, and she looks up, only to find Amber Ryan looking down at her.

Amber: You really should be more careful. That would have been pretty rough. Little help over here!

Amber calls for some help for the electrician, and actually extends a hand to Roxi to help her up.

Amber: Are you okay?

Roxi ignores Amber's extended hand and pulls herself up, adjusting her shirt.

Roxi: Fine.

Amber: Good. You know, that's two now.

Roxi: I don't need your help. You know it's awfully convenient you were here at this exact time.

Amber: Funny way of showing gratitude. Do people do this to you when you "Save" them?

Roxi: You set this up, didn't you?

Amber: You really think I went to all this trouble to make a poor electrician take a spill? I'm alot of things, but that's low even by my standards... And all just to save you? Oh yeah, sure. You caught me, Roxi. I set it all up. Even the things I have no control over. Have a gold star for that one.

Roxi eyes Amber suspiciously.

Roxi: Whatever game you're playing, it's not going to work.

Amber: You know the game we're playing, Roxi. But I'm almost offended that you think I'm trying to hurt you or even setting you up to get hurt. If that was the plan, don't you think I would have done it more... directly?

Roxi continues to frown at Amber, not buying a word, despite Amber making a lot of sense.

Amber: I don't want you to get hurt. I might be alot of things, but I'm not a monster. Unless I'm provoked.

Roxi: Because normal people spit thumbtacks at other people.

Amber: That's harsh, I never claimed to be normal either. I mean I do some theatrics every now and again, but you're not stranger to that, are you?

Roxi: It's not the same.

Amber: Funny that. One rule for you, another for everyone else. You'll find out soon enough that we're more alike than you could ever imagine.

Roxi: I'm not like you. I don't need your help, and I don't need you watching my back, or watching me, period. I'm getting tired of all this.

Amber sighs, shrugging and shaking her head.

Amber: I'm making an effort Roxi, trying to do the good thing... Seems to get you places it seems, including championship matches... Congratulations by the way.

Amber pauses with a half smile, almost sarcastically.

Amber: But isn't that what heroes do? Try to reform the bad guy?

Roxi: For some, yes. For you... never going to happen.

Amber: Why is it you think I'm such a terrible person... I didn't attack you. I didn't push you into harms way- all these opportunities I've had and not once have I taken them. I helped you Roxi, whether you wanna admit it or not... Maybe it's time to start considering that I'm not all bad. But you can't see the good in me? ... A hero like you?

Roxi finally throws her hands up, almost laughing.

Roxi: This? This is all a ploy. I know it, and you know it.

Amber just shakes her head again, shrugging and turning away.

Amber: Call it what you will, but I'll be around... Saving the saviour it seems.

Amber then walks away, a slightly frustrated look on her face, as if she was really trying to help. Roxi sighs and runs her fingers through her hair, beginning to question herself if Amber was actually trying to be good. Roxi sees the electrician getting help and she departs as well, as we cut elsewhere.




Sam Marlowe moves down a hallway when she is joined by Ben Jordan who tries to sneak up behind her and puts his hands over her eyes. He coughs as he lowers his voice.

Ben Jordan: Guess who...

Sam Marlowe: Hmmm...Let me guess...is it you Prat?

Ben is surprised as he pulls away his hands and Sam turns.

Ben Jordan: How'd you guess Ginge?

Sam Marlowe: There's only one person that I know that talks like you do. Everyone else...speaks proper English.

Ben narrows his eyes as he wags his finger at Sam who giggles.

Ben Jordan: I see what you did there.

Sam Marlowe: Hey, I have been meaning to ask Ben, how are you doing? I remember that you took a hard hit to the head at the supercard and I was worried. Are you ok?

Sam Marlowe moves down a hallway when she is joined by Ben Jordan who tries to sneak up behind her and puts his hands over her eyes. He coughs as he lowers his voice.

Ben Jordan: Me brains was scrambled from the shot but I am doing okay.

Sam Marlowe: Good to know. Had me worried that I would have to get someone here to take care of you.

Ben shakes his head and holds up his hands.

Ben Jordan: No, not needed...definitely not needed as the missus took care of me very well.

Sam Marlowe: Good, so when do we next see you defending the belt, that's something I don't want to miss for sure.

Ben shrugs.

Ben Jordan: I don't have a scooby, but pretty sure that King for a Day Jack will be bookin' it for next week.

Sam Marlowe: See, that right there is why I will always be able to tell it is you...that ain't proper English. Even a Texan like me can tell the difference.

Ben just laughs as he once more wags a finger at the redhead.




O'Malley and Darcy are seen walking backstage hand in hand. O'Malley has the SCU Underground Championship slung over his shoulder and Darcy seems to be in a wonderful mood as she smiles. Her mouth is moving a million miles a minute it seems, as she's running her mouth and O'Malley remains silent, with a slight smile on his face.

Darcy: You know, I'm sure Mercer is just overly confident about this match against Jack'd The Ripper, but I personally can't wait to see Jack'd rip him apart.

Darcy snorts and giggles, realizing the pun she just spouted off without even thinking of it. O'Malley turns and grins at her, but she keeps on talking.

Darcy: Maybe if you're lucky, Ripper will hurt him enough that he has to take time off. And vacate the title. And then they'll have to come up with a tournament or something to crown the new champion. Oh just think about it!

O'Malley really can't get enough of Darcy's good mood, but Darcy suddenly stops and stares forward. Her eyes grow slightly big and she tries to turn the opposite way.

Darcy: Baby, let's go back the other way. I just realized I...

She can't even finish her sentence as she tries to walk the other way but O'Malley keeps a hold of her hand and then looks ahead, seeing exactly why Darcy is quickly trying to get away. Victoria Thorn is at the refreshment table making herself a cup of coffee.

O'Malley: I thought ye wasn't afraid of her?

O'Malley chuckles, but Darcy finds no amusement in what he just said. She pulls her hand away and the brooding Darcy we are all used to seeing returns rather quickly as she glares at her love.

Darcy: I'm NOT. But she has a cup of scalding hot coffee in her hand. I'd like to avoid having it thrown in my face unprovoked causing second or third degree burns. She has a habit of that...

Darcy apparently believes that Victoria can't hear her. But from down the hall, Victoria shouts in response.

Victoria: I can F**KING hear you!!

Darcy is about to shout something back, but O'Malley steps in front of her and stops her.

O'Malley: Knock it off, love. Ye said yerself, she has hot coffee in her hand and there's no use in riskin' getting yerself seriously burned by pissin' her off.

Victoria: Burns would be an improvement on that bitch!

Victoria leaves it at that and turns and walks off in the opposite direction. Darcy is not at all pleased and she folds her arms.

Darcy: It doesn't take much to piss her off, O'Malley. But, that's ok. Just keep letting her piss ME off and not do a single thing about it except make me look like a fool!

O'Malley: Yer not trained to fight, love. Now, Gabriel and Odette said they'd have no problem startin' some basic trainin' fer ye, but I told them--

Darcy: You told them what?! You told them our personal business, didn't you? And what we are planning?

O'Malley sighs.

O'Malley: Ye can't have this both ways, love. Now, if yer so set on continuin' to go after that woman, fine. But yer gonna get the proper trainin' to defend yerself. And if that is the case, yer gonna have to wait fer yer other plans.

Darcy: OUR other plans, O'Malley. You make it sound like I'm forcing you to have a child with me!

Just as Darcy says this, who should walk past but Pussy Willow. She stops dead in her tracks and looks at the two, shock written all over her face.

Pussy: Wait...did I...did I hear you correctly? The two of you are having a baby?!

Darcy brings the palm of her hand up and covers her face, shaking her head. O'Malley turns and shakes his head, denying it quickly.

O'Malley: Private conversation, love. But, no. Darcy ain't pregnant.

Pussy: If it's a private conversation, you might want to have it behind closed doors, and not where everyone can see or hear it.

Pussy Willow then continues on her way. Darcy watches and snarls as she disappears down another hall, before she turns her attention back to O'Malley.

Darcy: She was right, as much as it pains me to say that. We need to have this discussion away from the camera and in your dressing room.

O'Malley lets out a growl.

O'Malley: Good grief, love. Fine! Let's go...

O'Malley then takes her by the hand and leads her back down the hall in search of his dressing room.




The guitar intro to "When Destinies Align" by Lovebites hits the speakers and Krystal makes her way onto the entrance ramp in her street clothes and with a big grin on her face.

Simone: This is a big moment for this young Australian Bombshell.

Adams: You can say that again, it was Climax Control that made Krystal want to become a wrestler in the first place and tonight she faces Veronica Taylor in a Special SCU showcase match and in a Steel Cage!

Krystal makes her way down the ramp whilst occasionally slapping hands with the fans before she rolls into the ring and paces back and forth clearly thinking about what she's about to say, as her music fades, she asks Justin for the mic which he hands to her.

Krystal: Holy fuck!

Krystal manages to blurt out as she runs a hand through her long blue hair.

Krystal: Way back in 2014 when I started watching this show at the age of eighteen I told my friend "one day I will be wrestling on that show", she had her doubts considering the situation I had just gotten out of but well........

Krys adds before getting a bit emotional.

Krystal: Kylie, I know your watching back in Adelaide, because I told you to tune in this week, and well, I made it!

Krys adds before shaking her head.

Krystal: But back to business, tonight I face Veronica Taylor in a special SCU showcase match that's taking place in a Steel Cage, not only that but Veronica's sugar daddy Giani is banned from the building meaning that she has nowhere to run and no one to protect her.

Krys adds before smirking a bit.

Krystal: And I bet that Veronica will try to make a break for the door as soon as the bell rings, she will not get far however! This whole thing started with Veronica harassing Ariana Angelos after she won the Pride Tag Team Titles with Carter and all I can say to her is this, Ari, I know your in the back and this win is for you because tonight, in my Climax Control debut, Veronica Taylor will be struck down by the Down Under Thunderbomb, courtesy of "Down Under Thunder" Krystal Wolfe!

Krys gives Justin the mic back and she heads to the back as the scene fades.




Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall!

"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: Now in the ring, standing 6'2 and weighing in at 234 pounds from South Lanarkshire.....STEPHAN CALLAWAY!

The ring is shown with house-lights dim, as silence befalls the arena. The camera transitions over to the stage where on the screen, images of traditional "Americana" can be seen. Beginning with shots of Times Square in New York City, the videos then transitions between skylines of some of America's most notable locations. The skylines of Miami, Chicago, San Francisco, Detroit, Houston, and New York City are shown. After a moment, much of the United States natural landforms are shown in a drone-style fly-over style. The Rocky Mountains, Grand Canyon, and Niagara Falls are just a few of the images shown in quick succession. Suddenly, the video transitions to a majestic valley, where a large American flag stands erect, flowing through the wind at the top of a hill. Suddenly, the imagery overtakes the screen on the feed of those watching around the world. At this moment, the word "MAVERICK" flies across the screen. At that moment, the sounds of Goodbye June's Man of the Moment fill the arena. With the camera transitioning back from the video feed to the live action in the arena, boos begin to fill the arena. Standing at the top of the ramp, wearing a suit stands a smiling Mason Alexander Vanderbilt.

As the booing of the live audience intensifies, the smile on the face of the self-proclaimed President of Professional Wrestling grows bigger. Throwing his arms into the air, the six foot five maverick begins to slowly move in a circle, allowing the crowd to rain down jeers at him. Finishing his rotation, he lets out a boisterously over-exaggerated laugh, before places his hands on the lapel of his suit jacket. Mason primps his lapels slightly, keeping his hands on them as he begins to walk towards the ring. Looking to his left, and then to his right. He can be seen mouthing words at the hostile audience. When he stands halfway down the entrance way, he removes his hands from his lapel, and heads towards the barricade on his right. Then, he extends his right hand out, and begins to shake hands with the fans. Though most are not receptive to this, he does manage to shake a few hands. Once he makes it to the ringside area, he turns his back to the ring. Letting his hands find their way towards his face, he kisses his index and middle fingers on both hands. Raising them up, he makes two peace signs as mouths the words "I love you all too" at the crowd who continue to rain down heavy jeers at the self-proclaimed "Mr. America". Turning to face the ring, he once again adjusts the lapels on his suit before walking over to the ring-stairs to begin his ascension into the ring. After walking onto the ring apron, he walks across the entirety of the side, before slowly climbing onto the middle of the turnbuckle.

Justin: From New York City, weighing two-hundred and twenty nine pounds, he is the self-professed President of Professional Wrestling, The Maverick, Mason... Alexander... Vanderbilt!

At the sound of his name, he rips open his suit, to reveal his chiseled physique. Beaming from ear-to-ear, he slowly removes the suit jacket, allowing the inside to be seen as it is adorned with an American flag. Bringing it forward, he holds the jacket underneath his neck to show the flag to the crowd. Throwing it down to the ringside attendant, he jumps down from the turnbuckle. Methodically, he then enters the ring. Walking straight to the center, he picks his head up to look towards the crowd. With the booing continuing to come from the fans, he places his hands onto his trousers. In one swift motion, he tears away at the trousers to reveal his ring attire. His trunks, in American regalia, have the word Maverick directly printed on the front. Throwing the trousers out of the ring, he walks over to the nearest turnbuckle, and climbs up to the middle once again. He then takes his index and middle finger, and once again kisses them. Making the two peace signs once again, the fans continue to boo the "Presumptive President of Professional Wrestling". Throwing his arms into the air once again, Mason Alexander Vanderbilt poses arrogantly, letting the fans get their fill of his pompous attitude. He then jumps down from the turnbuckle, and walks back towards the center of the ring awaiting the start of the match.

Adams: I almost fell asleep

Simone: Yeah...that...he took so long to get to the ring...even Callaway looks bored

Adams: This should be an interesting match. Callaway hasn't been able to catch fire in SCW like he wishes he could and Vanderbilt has been getting alot of eyes on him since his debut...

DING DING DING!

Callaway and Vanderbilt measure each other up, Vanderbilt being a good three inches taller but Callaway looking to be more physically built outweighing his opponent. They lock up, Callaway ducks under and hooks Vanderbilt by the wrist into a hammerlock, Vanderbilt hooks his leg behind Callaways and is able to reverse it into a hammerlock of his own, Callaway ducks down, picks Vanderbilts leg and trips him back, Callaway spins around and down laying across Vanderbilts her, mVanderbilt spins onto his stomach and turns it into a side headlock, he's able to push to his feet and run Callaway back into the ropes shooting Callaway off into the ropes himself, Callaway rebounds back and Vanderbilt goes for a hip toss, Callaway blocks it, hits Vanderbilt in the stomach and then hooks his leg over Vanderbilts head, Vanderbilt stands up, Callaway flips back and hits an armdrag, they both get to their feet and Vanderbilt hits one of his own before they end up in a standstill

Simone: Wow, a bit of a feeling out process there by these two. But what did we expect?. Both of these men are technically gifted

Adams: They both have a similar ground based style. They can mat wrestle as well as use suplexes. And they aren't afraid to throw hands, Vanderbilt seems stronger but Callaway might have the speed advantage.

They move around each other, Callaway just smirks and tells Vanderbilt to "bring it, as they go to lock up again Callaway throws his hand up hitting a thumb to the eye, the referee admonishes Callaway but the damage is done, Callaway hits a few loft jabs to Vanderbilt backing him up into the corner. Callaway hits a hard knife edge chop that echoes through the gym, Vanderbilt holds his chest and Callaway shoves him back and does it again, another loud slap being heard, a huge red welt forming on the well developed chest of the "president of wrestling". Callaway hits a side knee to nVanderbilt then grabs him in a front facelock dropping back into a DDT. Vanderbilt is spiked into the ground, Callaway rolls him over and hooks the outside leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Vanderbilt kicks out, Callaway hooks his head into am headlock on the ground with a smirk at the referee, Vanderbilt shakes his head and tries to get out of the headlock pushing to his feet again, he goes to lift Callaway up but Callaway lands on his feet behind Vanderbilt, he hits the ropes and as Vanderbilt turns around Callaway hits the slingblade!. Vanderbilt hits the mat hard but starts to get up right away not wanting to let Callaway have the advantage, Callaway grabs Vanderbilt by the wrist and hits a shortarm clothesline, Vanderbilt rolls from the ring, Callaway refuses to let him get any respite, Vanderbilt turns and sees Callaway coming over the top rope with a plancha outside the ring!

Simone: Air Callawawheezy!

Adams: Please...please don't say that. It sounds...so dumb...

Callaway pulls Vanderbilt up and turns him head first into the steel steps and then throws him backwards into the barricade, he laughs and tilts his head before posing, Vanderbilt looks out of it and Callaway helps him up before rolling into the ring, Callaway then climbs to the top rope and goes for a moonsault, Vanderbilt though gets his knees up. Callaway holds his ribs in obvious pain, Vanderbilt breathes deep trying to get himself back together after the onslaught of offense he's had to deal with, Callaway gets up but Vanderbilt catches Callaway around the midsection hitting a Belly to belly overhead throw across the ring, Callaway lands hard and rolls back to his feet, Vanderbilt hits a roaring elbow, Callaway moves back against the ropes and Vanderbilt then powers Callaway up with a gutwrench suplex before gator rolling and hitting a second one and going for the pin..

ONE!

TWO!

Callaway kicks out. Vanderbilt can't believe it, he looks at Callaway who is now on all fours. Vanderbilt reaches down and p-owers Callaway up and over with a deadlift "American" german suplex!. He spikes Callaway on the back of his head before powering the grappler up again with a second and then a third this time bridging for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Callaway kicks out again.

Simone: Mason Vanderbilt is doing everything he can to keep Stephan Callaway down but it just doesn't seem to be working

Adams: Vanderbilt has an amazing flow when he starts hitting suplexes, but Stephan Callaway is showing his resilience here, thing is Callaway only needs to hit one of those superkicks and this could be over,

Vanderbilt hooks Callaways arm and goes or the rings of saturn he calls the All americana, Callaway though turns his body and rolls over Vanderbilt before he can hook both his arms, he pushes up to his feet and goes for the powercut curb stomp, Vanderbilt moves and hits the ropes before connecting with his bicycle kick, Callaway goes down and Vanderbilt looks around trying to decide what to do next, he then signals for the Maverick, he pulls Calaway up and turns him upside down, but Callaway kicks his legs and lands behind Vanderbilt, he picks Vanderbilts leg and trips him up and forward, he jumps on Vanderbilt locking in the Calsmission, but Vanderbilt pushes up to his feet and runs himself back into the turnbuckle sandwiching Callaway against it before falling to his knees exhausted

Simone: This match has been at a breakneck pace....and Callaway almost had that underarm chicken wing choke locked

Adams: That Calsmissionn would have been it

Simone: Vanderbilt knew he had to get out to survive

Vanderbilt gets back to his feet and again lifts Callaway up for the Maverick, but again Callaway kicks his legs and lands behind Vanderbilt, Vanderbilt spins around but Callaway shoots forward and hits the Calsi kick, he jumps on Vanderbilt hooking the leg

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Justin: Here is your winner -- Stephen Callaway!!!

Simone: Can you believe it?? Stephen Callaway has put away the highly touted rookie Mason Vanderbilt! Congratulations Stephen!




Climax Control cuts backstage and Holly Wood is standing on the scene with a microphone in her hand to go along with her typical, confident poise.

Holly Wood: Ladies and gentlemen, standing with me at this time is none other than Myra Rivers!

The scene pans to reveal Myra Rivers, who in her own right, is feeling very positive and confident in herself.

Holly Wood: First off, I wanted to tell you congratulations on your massive win at Into the Void against Amber Ryan. There weren't a lot of people that had you winning that match considering you were coming off of a loss and the fact that you were going into that match with someone as notorious as Amber with momentum not in your favor. After all, you went into it having lost your last one... and Amber went into it with all the hype and momentum in the world. How were you able to pull off that victory?

Myra Rivers: It was a 12 year old mantra, Holly. I was once told, prior to my big breakthrough moment in professional wrestling, that what other people had to say about me didn't matter. That what other people had to say regarding my opponents didn't matter... that I had to focus on what I had to do... that as long as I believed in myself, I was going to do great things. Amber was a hell of an opponent just like I thought she'd be... and I EARNED that victory! I don't give a SHIT if some idiot like Mercedes Vargas wants to put a dent or an asterisk by saying "Oh... well... she's still better..." like my win was a fluke. She's lucky she didn't say that to my face, I'll tell you that much. But that's just the thing... what Mercedes said... it's a microcosm of how the bombshells division felt. They all thought I was going to be a stepping stone for Amber Ryan. I wasn't. I pulled through and in the clutch, I did what I've done my entire career and that's pull through and win the big match. I guess I can't BLAME Mercedes for trying to downplay it... it's not like SHE has been clutch lately...

Holly Wood: There's another woman on the roster though... to talk about...

Myra Rivers: Oh yeah? Who would that be?

Holly Wood: That would be Kate Steele. Last week, she all but called you out. It's clear that your win over Amber Ryan caught her attention and she even wants to defend her Internet Championship against you. What do you make of that?

Myra Rivers: As a wrestler? I got nothing bad to say about Kate Steele. As a person on the other hand... that's where things get very iffy. The ARROGANCE on her... GOD, she's one of those people I want to beat that arrogance out of. It's people like her that I typically humble and bring to their knees while I shatter their egos. I've done it again and again. What? Does Kate think that just because she's been on a tear against the likes of Roxi and Keira that suddenly, I'm going to be easy pickings compared to them? Is that it? Don't get me wrong, I am proud of the fact that one of the champions has taken notice of me... but Kate Steele better realize that she's barking up the wrong tree and messing with the wrong bitch. I'm not just some other face on the roster... I'm one of the most decorated women's wrestlers of my generation... 18 times a champion...

But if she wants to challenge me... hey... why not?

Why not strip her of that title that makes her as conceited, as arrogant, as annoying and as delirious as she is? Boy... that'd make championship number 19 worth it, would it not?

I got no respect for Kate as a person... I don't know WHY she wants to face me... all I know is that she does and I've never been someone to back down from ANY sort of challenge. So Holly... you let her know that if she wants to defend that championship of hers against me... she knows where to find me... you let her know that if she wants me in that ring, she's got me and when it's all said and done, not only am I going to teach her a lesson in being careful for what she wishes for... I'm winning my first SCW championship... and I'm going to prove that I deserve to be on this roster... a roster of the best women's wrestlers in the world.

I'm not going to be another notch on Kate's belt... and the sooner she realizes it... the better for her...

Myra confidently walks away from Holly, making it clear that she's not going to take any of Kate Steele's crap... or the crap of anyone for that matter. Once she disappears from view, the scene fades to black.




Senor Vinnie can be seen backstage with Pete the cactus as he is preparing for his match when suddenly his cell phone goes off and we see Pussy Willow emerge upon his screen.

Vinnie: What do you want Willow?? I'm busy!!

Willow sighs as she ignores his reaction as she is clearly not enjoying doing an interview with him either.

Pussy: Look Vinnie, I am supposed to ask you some questions about your match and...

Senor Vinnie: About my match?? There's nothing much to say, I am facing Jack Washington one on one. Mano a mano, two souls connecting and only one soul is going to walk out knowing he is the better man. End of story and goodbye

Pussy: Wait!!

Willow stops Vinnie from breaking the connection as he sighs.

Vinnie: Now what???

Pussy: What about Austin James Mercer???

Vinnie: What about him???

Pussy: No final words to say about him???

Vinnie smiles.

Vinnie: I will do the talking later tonight Willow, Vinnie OUT!!!




As Climax Control returns from commercial, the camera pans over the arena, highlighting some of the creative signs fans brought for tonight, many of them supporting The Mean Girls. Suddenly, "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" hits the PA system, and out comes Mercedes Vargas with a armed with a steel chair. She makes her way down to a mixed reaction from the crowd.

Simone: Mercedes Vargas isn't scheduled to compete tonight, but she is here to explain her actions from last show when she attacked Christina Rose following last week's main event.

Adams: Can you blame Mercedes? She hasn't won a match in months and her match with Amber Ryan last week was essentially a hit job put out by Christina just because she didn't like what Mercedes had been saying about her. Mercedes shows up wherever she wants, whenever she wants. And by the looks of it, she is not happy.

We are shown the last moments of Christina's remarks following the main event and Mercedes' ruthless attack. Returning live, the Grand Slam Champion and SCW Hall of Famer slides the chair into the ring before she's given a microphone from a staff member at ringside, the camera cuts to a few fans in the front row before we return in-ring. Looking out at the crowd, the Argentine takes a seat in the middle of the ring and tests out the microphone, which leads to the loud booing and jeering from the crowd. Mercedes finally brings the microphone to get lips for her first words.

Mercedes: Is this thing on?

She gives a microphone two taps before an approving nod follows.

Mercedes: Good. Because it's about to be on. So, here we are, back in Las Vegas. You know what's funny is I think I competed in this same venue last week. Familiarity breeds contempt and all that, but that's the least emotion I'm feeling right now. More like I'm pissed off. I'm pissed off that I had to settle for a draw with Amber Ryan because Jasmine St. John is bad at her job.

The crowd of SCU and SCW stars boos.

Mercedes: I'm pissed off because I have to see your faces again. But on top of all that? What really pisses me off is I have to come out here and give a public explanation for what I did to you, Crystal, like I'm some kid being called into the principal's office. You want answers, Crystal? I'm right here.

Mercedes turns towards the entrance way awaiting Crystal's arrival.

Mercedes: Come on down...

It isn't long before Meganerd by the YTcracker begins to blast across the speaker system. As it does that is when Christina Zdunich slowly makes her way down to the ring. She quickly slides into the ring and as she does that is when she immediately calls for a microphone and is handed one. She nods her hair running her hands through her long blue hair as she begins to speak.

Crystal: Hello to all of you fine people of Las Vegas.... And of course hello Mercedes I do believe we have some things we need to discuss mainly your attack on me last week. I will admit that perhaps last week I did get a little carried away with my booking. There are some things I overlooked such as leaving my friend Keira off of the show and other important stars who should have been there. I know I get a little carried away sometimes but it did feel amazing to put on a great show for the people and appear in segment after segment. The night was going well and it seemed as if everyone was going through memory lane with all the different versions of me until you showed up as La Paloma....

Crystal just sits there taking it all in as she continues to speak.

Crystal: You did jump me and I have to ask why. I have been asking for a match with you for a while now. If you wanted a piece of me we could have just settled this in the ring Mercedes. That's all I ever wanted. We have basically been in this business together for about 14 years now. All the way from you beating me in DU to us having our run ins in 3WL as frienemies. To us carrying that legacy into NCW and so many other companies. I thought even though we might have been ultra competitive with one another we still had somewhat of a certain respect for each other. We even were inducted in the same class of Hall of Fame but you decided to attack me when I wasn't expecting it. Why you do it Vargas?!

Mercedes: Oh, like you haven't done that to anyone in your career! I understand you have a lot going on in your life. Here I thought you would be appreciative that I'm at least willing to be the bigger person and come out here and clear the air, put this under the rug, leave all this into the past. You know why I attacked you last week, Chrissie? Simple. You're the most selfish person I've met in my entire life. You want to talk about our past, the places we've been, the things we accomplished together, but what you seem to leave out is that in those 14 years, it wasn't about Ebony and Spice 2.0, it wasn't about Christina Rose AND Mercedes Vargas, it was always about you. That hasn't changed. And you know what the sad part is, you haven't changed either.

Christina nods her head with a grin.

Crystal: Feel however you want but you want to talk about me being selfish because I didn't give you attention?! Selfish is you attacking me all because you feel I didn't give you any attention please give me a break. You know you used to be such an amazing wrestler but then you constantly talked up the past and how you won this title and that title. You live in the past and I understand you have been struggling as of late but you need to focus on the future. Not how you did this years ago and that... You are better than that!

Mercedes stifles a laugh while shaking her head, almost bewildered at what she was hearing. She raises an index finger to counterpoint.

Mercedes: No, selfish IS Christina Rose. And you might want to cut the motivational speech there, sweetheart, because you're awful at it. Who are you to give ME advice? There's a reason why no one in the Bombshells Division like you, why no one in this company likes you. You live for attention. You're the most manipulative wrestler in the company. You know, I see, I hear and I read what people say about me, that I am entitled, that I am always in the title picture. Here's the thing, I am the only person not named Jessie Salco who has been in the most matches in the company. I don't get sick, I rarely am hurt, I am the hardest working person in this company and my championships and accolades are a reflection of my sacrifice in this company. Yet you have been choking the life out of the world title picture for the past six years in SCW. But who am I kidding? Past, present, or future, you'll stop at nothing to get to the top, even if it means sacrificing your own wife.

Crystal: Stop bringing up stuff that happened years ago. As far as the World title scene you can say whatever you want about me but I am one of the best wrestlers to have stepped foot in this company. The only four time World Bombshell Champion. I can stroke my ego but I rather focus on what's in front of me and currently that's you. You took the chicken way out and you jumped me last week so that means you want to fight me. I have a solution. We can settle this at Summer XXXtreme one on one. Let's put an end to all of this once and for all. It's been a long time coming don't you agree?!

Mercedes: You're a small section in the SCW record books. My name is on the cover. As far as Summer XXXtreme, it's funny you should mention that because - and yes I'm going back to memory lane - you called me out for a match at Summer XXXtreme last year. You even went as far as going to my home country in Argentina and defacing posters with me on them in some vain attempt to get my attention, but I turned you down. Not even a year later and here you are wanting to challenge me again this year. You want your match at Summer XXXtreme, you got it. And I'm going to make you regret it. But on one condition. Mercedes Vargas versus Christina Rose, best two out of three falls.

Simone: Mercedes accepts Crystal's challenge!

Adams: Looks like we're going to be in for another must-see match at Summer XXXtreme. Can't wait.

Mercedes: This had been a long time coming. So I want you to listen to me, Crystal. I know you better than anyone, like a sister, like a teammate, like a friend. You vowed to make my life a living hell? That's nothing compared to what I'm going to do to you. In five weeks, I won't see you as a sister, as a teammate, as a friend. I'm going to see you as MY BITCH!

Crystal smiles as she nods her head.

Crystal: Your Bitch... Is that what you plan to make me... Summer XXXtreme you and me in a two out of three falls match. The only way the match stops is when a person can beat the other in two decisive falls or submissions. A lot has been said for quite some time. There's been disrespect spewed towards each other from the both of us. Let's end this once and for all shall we?!

Crystal smiles as she extends her hand out to Mercedes.

Crystal: Buena suerte, la vas a necesitar.

Mercedes: No necesitas suerte si eres bueno.




The cameras go backstage looking for the source of the crazy sound of commotion, however as they pan around they come across Mark Cross and his latest adventure.

The Dragon: Roll up roll up roll up, get your new tag partner here!

The sound of Mark "The Dragon" Cross' voice echoes around the backstage area, projected by a megaphone. The camera focuses on the noise, finding him seated behind a folding table with a white covering. Four clipboards are laid out on top. A large banner hangs above the whole setup, reading "The Dragon Tag Partner Sign-ups"

The Dragon: Sign up for your chance to try out as THE official founding member of Fire Dragons 3.0. This is YOUR golden opportunity to join the Blast from the Past 2020 winner and UNIFY THE THREE BRANDS as the ultimate champions of Sin City...

Before he can continue to bellow out his call for a new tag team partner, he is cut off by the arrival of his former Blast from the Past tag team partner, Evie Jordan.

Adams: Well this isn't going to end well.

The Dragon: Hey there, Evie...

He shoots her a smile.

The Dragon: Looking to sign up? I know you want to! I mean I know you have that and all...

He points to Evie's World Bombshell Championship, thats draped over her right shoulder. Evie's attention shifts from Mark to her championship, with a wicked smile on her face.

The Dragon: But come on, I wouldn't have to create Team Fire Dragon 3.0 if Dragon number 2 returned.

Looking up at her, Mark pushes one of the clipboards towards her and offers her a pen to sign. Taking the pen, Evie smiles as she bends over and looks as if she is about to put pen to paper but in the last possible second she pegs the pen at the paper, sending it flying in Mark's direction. Cross is able to weave out of the way of the pen but, he wasn't ready for the table to come drown crashing on top of him.

Adams: Evie just flipped the table on Cross.

Simone: She could have just said no.

Cross looks around from his spot on the chair seeing the pens and paper spread out everywhere before he looks back up at Evie his mouth wide open about to hurl some witty comment her way but Evie cuts him off.

Evie: SHOVE IT UP YOUR ARSE.

Mark sighs but he is taken back from what happens next.

Evie: WE didn't win the Blast from the Past tournament, so you could sit on your arse and try and make a tag team... DO BETTER... BE BETTER, for fuck sake... lazy little shit... climb the fucking ladder again, work your way back up to the World Heavyweight Championship...

She was just inches away from him as she spoke through gritted teeth, once Evie was finished she backed away from him adjusting her championship.

Evie: Vile fucking vile... you know you're better than this.

Evie flicked a long lock of her black hair over her shoulder as she stepped over the mess of paper and pens leaving Mark behind to think.

The Dragon: Cheers partner - Thanks for the advice!

Mark called down the corridor after her. Shaken up by the impact, his banner worked itself loose, collapsing onto his head, and partially covering his face.

The Dragon: Fuck saaaaaake!




Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and in our next match, we will see the Bombshells in action as Keira Fisher takes on Apple Coren.

Adams: Keira really needs no introduction at this point in her career, Apple has one of the worst win/loss records in SCW, some people think this match will be an easy win for Keira, but Apple is a fierce competitor.

Simone: We will see if this will be an easy win for Keira or if Apple will surprise everyone, let us take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

"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.

Justin: Introducing first, from Tampa, Florida and representing Team Hero, Keira Fisher!

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 opponent.

Simone: Keira is a SCW legend, but she would be foolish to underestimate Apple.

Adams: You can say that again!

Justin: And her opponent!

Avril Lavigne's Bad Girl begins to fill the venue as the curtains part and Apple moves to the top of the ramp and stops as she takes in the fans who have risen to their feet. Matching her walk to the beat of the song, she moves towards the ring offering fake smiles to each side before getting to the ring.

Justin: Introducing from England, it is her ladyship, Apple Coren!

Apple climbs the turnbuckle and sits there to taunt the fans as she ignores them to check a hand mirror, she pulls from a pocket of the blue leather jacket she is wearing. The referee moves to tell her to come down off the turnbuckle which she does slowly with a sneer before leaning back into the corner to wait for the start of the match.

Simone: Apple does not seem to be taking Keira seriously.

Adams: She had better start, otherwise all those people predicting an easy win for Keira over Apple might want to try their hand at the lottery!

Jacob goes over the rules briefly with both women before prompting them to shake hands to start of the match, Keira offers Apple her hand but rather than shake it Apple slaps it away and starts firing off forearm shots to the face of Keira prompting Jacob to call for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: I guess all those people predicting an easy win for Keira got to Apple.

Adams: She has always been unpleasant but not to this extent!

As soon as the bell rings Jacob does his best to get Apple to back off on the attack but his pleas fall on deaf ears as Apple continues to fire off forearm shots until Jacob has to physically intervene and push Apple away from Keira, Jacob tries to admonish the English Bombshell but it falls on deaf ears as well as she tries to get back on the attack only to get a backdrop over the ropes from Keira, Apple lands on the apron and Keira turns around only to get Apple's shoulder to her midsection which Apple follows up with a Slingshot Sunset Flip which she holds on for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Keira kicks out, but rather than argue about it, Apple grabs Keira's leg and locks her in a Single Leg Boston Crab.

Simone: So much for this being an easy win for Keira.

Adams: Indeed, Apple came to fight tonight!

Jacob gets into position and askes Keira if she wants to submit but the Team Hero member adamantly refuses to do so and starts crawling towards the ring ropes, Apple tries to put a stop to this but in the end it falls flat as Keira reaches the ring ropes forcing Apple to break the submission hold, Apple doesn't give up on the attempt to make Keira submit by dragging Keira back to the middle of the ring and attempting a Single Leg Boston Crab again, this time Keira manages to fight it off with kicks to Apple's legs with her free leg causing Apple to let go.

Simone: Keira may have been caught off guard by Apple's opening assault, but she is back in the match!

Adams: But how much damage did that Single Leg Boston Crab do?

Keira spots that Apple is favouring the leg that Keira was kicking and takes the opportunity to roll up Apple.

ONE!

TWO!

And Apple gets the shoulder up! Both women get back to their feet and Apple charges at Keira only to get hit with a Drop Toe Hold, turned onto her back and locked in a Sharpshooter, Jacob once again gets into position to ask Apple if she wants to submit but Apple refuses to give up the fight and instead powers her way out of the submission hold, both women get to their feet but Apple ducks out of the ring to collect herself before Keira can continue her assault.

Simone: Now it's Apple that's on the backfoot!

Adams: And that might not be wise against a highflyer like Keira!

Jacob tries to beckon Apple to get back in the ring but the English Bombshell is having none of it as she paces around the ringside area, she eventually stops near the barricade and Keira takes her chance by diving through the ropes and attempting a suicide dive but Apple sidesteps Keira at the last second causing Keira to crash into the barricade chest first! Keira turns around slowly whilst favouring her chest and Apple uses this to hit her with a Stinger Splash!

Simone: If Keira wasn't in pain before she is now.

Adams: And that's good news for Apple!

Apple rolls Keira back into the ring and follows her in (breaking Jacob's count at five in the process) before Apple goes for another pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Keira barely gets the shoulder up in time, Apple shakes her head before picking Keira back up and hitting her with a Bridging Northern Lights Suplex and following that up with another for good measure and going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

And Keira once again gets her shoulder up with seconds to spare! Apple is clearly getting angry at this point and gets in Jacob's face accusing him of applying a slow count.

Simone: Apple has been with SCW since 2018, you'd have thought she'd know better than to argue with an SCW ref by now,

Adams: The problem is that she thinks she can beat Keira easily!

Apple's protests have the inevitable effect as Jacob orders her to continue the match, Apple glares at Jacob but before she can say anything else Keira surprises her with a roll up.

ONE!

TWO!

And Apple gets the shoulder up! Both women get to their feet, but Keira is the first to take the advantage with a running Spear!

Simone: And just like that, Keira is back in control!

Adams: Apple has a lot to learn if she wants to hang with Keira and win!

Keira poses for the crowd before heading to the top rope and waiting for Apple to get back to her feet, when Apple does get back to her feet Keira leaps off the top rope and goes for a Crossbody but Apple ducks out of the way causing Keira to crash and burn.

Simone: That was the move that led Keira's wife Roxi to victory last week!

Adams: Didn't work against Apple this week however!

Apple picks up Keira and sets up the legendary Bombshell for the Cyanide Drop but Keira fights it off before shoving Apple away, Apple charges back at Keira but charges right into the Seven Sins!

Simone: Seven Sins! Apple is out like a light as Keira hits her finisher!

Adams: Stick a fork in Apple, she's done!

Keira goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, Keira Fisher!

Simone: It wasn't the easy win that people were predicting but Keira picks up the win over Apple all the same.

Adams: It's been a good fortnight for Team Hero, that's for sure!

Keira celebrates her win up the ramp whilst Apple stares at the ceiling lights.




The cameras pan from ringside to backstage, looking for some action it doesn't take them long to spot Andrea standing by herself, minding her own business deep in thought while scrolling through her phone.

Adams: It's always a delight to see Andrea in the house.

Simone: A lot has happened over these past few weeks, one can only hope that she is going to be okay.

The sound of heels clicking against the hard floor, echo as behind Andrea, up walks the current Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion, Evie Jordan. She has a sadistic smile on her face as she makes her way closer to the former champion.

Evie: Why the long face, Andrea?

Her tone dripped in sarcasm, as Evie ran her hand over her championship proudly.

Andrea: I'm really not in the mood, Evie.

Evie: Is that your excuse? Let me guess you weren't in the mood at Into the Void as well? That's why you standing her moping through you phone, instead of looking for your next step back towards this championship?

Evie drummed her long black nails over the nameplate of the World Bombshell title, the sound of her nails grating on Andrea's last nerve.

Andrea: What's your problem?

Andrea took a step up towards Evie not backing down at all.

Evie: I'm glad you asked... my problem is little flash in the pans like you, proving me right time and time again. Yeah, I might have taken you for a fucking joke before Into the Void but that night you, me... we stole the fucking show and now instead of fighting for a rematch... you're failing tag team matches and moping around backstage...

Evie took a step up towards Andrea, her eyes not leaving hers as she stared intensely.

Evie: Snap the fuck out of it.

Before Evie can continue, Andrea raises her voice.

Andrea: Are you done being so insensitive? You realize I just had a death in the family right? Did you honestly think that only one week later after my dad died, I'd even be THINKING about a rematch? Oh right... I forget that you don't even know how to be a human being sometimes. I'm not proving you right... I sure as hell am not running away from you... that's not what I do... but now is not the time to be pushing me...

Evie takes another step up towards Andrea a smile still plastered on her face, while Andrea is doing all she can to hold back.

Evie: Or what?

Andrea takes a step towards Evie close the gap before she lets her intentions known as she pops Evie in the face with a stiff punch.

Andrea: Or else, there will be so much worse than that.

Evie doesn't fire back, she relishes the feeling of the punch and she smirks watching Andrea walk off. The scene quickly faded back to ringside.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Caleb Storms giving his electric guitar a tune-up whilst it's plugged in to an amp, we pan over to the left and see Teddy Warren behind his drumkit and then to the right where we see their wives Katie and Kate Steele-Warren watching on, in the background we can see Lemmy being looked after/fussed over by Ariana Angelos and Krystal Wolfe.

Simone: For those wondering what this is about, join the club.

Adams: Caleb said that Teddy told him to bring his guitar to the show and that Teddy would bring his drumkit, frankly I'm with Caleb in not knowing that Teddy had a drumkit.

Caleb: Right, so guitars all tuned up, you ready Teddy?

Teddy: Ready!

Caleb starts playing the intro to Tornado of Souls by Megadeth and Teddy starts playing along on his drumkit, the sudden sound does startle Lemmy, but he is quickly calmed down by Ari and Krys as they continue playing the song.

Simone: I have to say, they are playing well.

Adams: This is Caleb's wheelhouse as he was in a metal band before joining SCW.

The song progresses to the guitar solo which Caleb manages to play flawlessly as Teddy plays along on the drums, however Teddy screws up towards the end of the song and Caleb pumps his fist in appreciation.

Caleb: Round one to me!

Teddy: No way man, I promised the world Blast Beats.

Caleb: Oh? Why didn't you say so?

Caleb retunes his guitar and sets the amp up to play a classic Death Metal song.

Caleb: HAMMER! SMASHED! FACE!

Teddy: Hell yeah, now we're talking!

Caleb and Teddy start playing the classic Cannibal Corpse song and at one point the two Kates start headbanging, they are joined by Jessie, Jake and Shane as they proceed through the song and at one point Caleb takes it upon himself to do vocals.

Simone: Just when I thought I saw it all.

Adams: How they cleared this with the bosses, I'll never know!

After four minutes of playing Caleb manages to outclass Teddy again and Caleb throws in a guitar solo to end things.

Caleb: Round one to me.

Teddy: You win this round but just wait until next week!

Caleb: Next week?

Teddy walks off before he can answer as the scene fades.




"Limelight" starts up and Roxi soon parts the curtain, headed towards the ring. Her face still has a look of annoyance and frustration, but she forces a smile before heading to the ring, and taking the microphone.

Roxi: Well... last week, Crystal and I were victorious and we now both have a future championship match in the next six months. And for that, I'm grateful.

Roxi pauses, nodding to herself.

Roxi: But, I am now being told that essentially that I have to pick a time and date for my match to take place. Which, is fine. I have no problem declaring my intentions to come after the Bombshell's championship and trying to become a four time champion.

Roxi sighs, her head slowly turning towards the entrance ramp.

Roxi: Unfortunately, I can't really give you a timeframe, because I am currently dealing with a situation. A situation with Amber Ryan.

Roxi sternly stares at the ramp.

Roxi: This... "Game" that Amber is playing right now, I can't really focus on challenging Evie Jordan at the moment. I wish that I could. I would love to have a match with her at some point, but as long as I'm... quote "on the clock" it will have to wait. Even though I am tired of this game, and tired of waiting for Amber to pick her moment. I'd much rather do this... right now.

Roxi turns her body towards the ramp.

Roxi: I would much rather just fight Amber, and get this over with. So if she really wants to fight, I say we do it, right now!

There is a pause as Roxi continues to stare at the ramp, but there is no Amber. After about 30 seconds. Roxi just smirks and nods.

Roxi: Fine. If that's the way we're playing it... there's only so much waiting I'm going to do.

Roxi turns her body towards the ramp.

Roxi: I would much rather just fight Amber, and get this over with. So if she really wants to fight, I say we do it, right now!

Roxi stares at the ramp, but there is no Amber, but there is a commotion, and a stand hand dives through the curtain, running seemingly for his life, and soon, armed with a chainsaw, Twisted Sister emerges from the back.

Adams: Oh no...

Simone: I thought she was gone!

Adams: And I bet Roxi is having Deja vu all over again!

Twisted Sister menacingly marches towards the ring, as Roxi looks at her, gritting her teeth knowing she doesn't have many places to go. Twister Sister then stops at the base of the ring, only for the Chainsaw to die right there.

Adams: I guess Twisted Sister forgot to fuel that thing!

Twister Sister simply drops the chainsaw and rolls into the ring, and she and Roxi begins exchanging punches, with Roxi getting the better and then ducking a wild swing and nailing Twister Sister with a dropkick that sends her down. Roxi then mounts Twisted Sister and begins raining down punches until another figure emerges from the back.

Adams: It's Iron Maiden!

Simone: Are they on a day pass or something? How are they here?!

Iron Maiden slides and tackles Roxi off of Twisted Sister, and the two on one commences, and Roxi is left covering herself up to defend against stomps and punches. And that is when the lights go out and "Roots" by In This Moment starts up

Adams: uh oh....

Simone: Maybe time is up for Roxi!

Amber walks down to the ring, Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden paying no attention to her until the music cuts out with Amber on the apron. Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden turn to her, and grin. Amber slowly enters the ring and stalks her way towards Roxi, as Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden turn back. Amber then spins Twister Sister around and clocks her in the jaw!

Adams: She just decked Twisted Sister!

Simone: I am... so confused.

Amber rocks Twisted Sister with rights and lefts, and stopping Iron Maiden with a lightning quick back elbow, sending her back a few steps. Amber turns back and grabs Twisted Sister by the hair and drives a stiff knee to the face! Iron Maiden looks to get involved, but Roxi comes from nowhere, back on her feet and jumps and nails Iron Maiden with a flying forearm. The two monsters roll from the ring and security catches up to them and tackles them to the ground to take them away.

Simone: I don't get this at all.

Adams: Amber Ryan just saved Roxi from what could have been a brutal beating. But... why?

Amber turns to Roxi, holding her arms outstretched as if showing Roxi that she did this on purpose. Amber again extends her hand to Roxi.

Adams: Amber is trying to show that Roxi can trust her.

Roxi holds the back of her head, looking down at Amber's hand, and then walks past Amber, ignoring the hand and not taking her eyes off Amber. She exits the ring angry and frustrated, as Amber throws her hands up, her attempts at seemingly doing the right thing, still haven't convinced Roxi. Roxi heads up the ramp, staring at Amber as she walks backwards.




"I Love It Loud" by KISS kicks in as Griffin Hawkins emerges from behind the curtain, dressed in black jeans and a Marilyn Monroe T-Shirt. He walks down the ramp with a seemingly confident look on his face,

Simone: Okay, the week of speculation is up...what's Griffin's announcement?!

Adams: What if it's a live concert that he'll be performing at?! That would be huge!

Simone: It could be a dream match of some type...we'll have to see this for ourselves!

He gets in the ring and grabs a microphone.

Griffin Hawkins: As you can see...things didn't go as planned for me. I was this close to winning the fatal four way when I had Barnhart beat...but like a Vulture picking the bones after a kill, Kris Ryans swooped in and took the win. Not that that's bad..I would've done the same thing. So the question is..where does this leave me for Summer XXXtreme?

He paces a little.

Griffin Hawkins: See..as I was leaving the arena, I was stopped by none other than one of the owners of SCW, Mark Ward. He commended me for my efforts that night, but wondered what was I planning to do about my road to the title, and I told him I didn't know. I guess my answer surprised him, because he told me that in all the years I've been here, I've never said no to anything that's been asked of me..otherwise I wouldn't have went on to be one of the greatest champions of all time. So I asked him..what would he suggest that I do? And he let me know that so far...nobody has stepped up and answered the open challenge made by the Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion at Summer XXXtreme, and suggested that maybe I answer the challenge. I wasn't sure about it..but he told me to go home and take a week to think about it. As I sat at home..I did think about it. I said that I'd never take hand outs. Jake Raab was gift wrapped title opportunity after title opportunity no matter how many times he blew them..I didn't want to be like that. But then it hit me about the kind of champion Ben Jordan is. He's actually a fighting champion. He wasn't some coward like Calvin Harris who'd often duck threats to his title and throw a hissy fit when he gets beat fair and square...he's actually willing to fight all comers, just like I did when I was Roulette Champion. I took on anyone and everyone who wanted a shot at me, because that's what a champion does. Ben Jordan has been a good champion and not once has he backed down from anybody. So I thought and thought..and I decided...yes, I'll do it. I'll take Jordan's challenge for the World Title at Summer XXXtreme!

Simone: Hawkins v.s Jordan at Summer XXXtreme for the World Heavyweight Title?! That's huge!

Adams: Now that is a main event match!

Griffin Hawkins: Now I respect Jordan and all he's done, but...

Watch Me by The Phantoms kicks in as Tony Thorn emerges from the entrance.

Simone: What the...what's he doing out here?..

Adams: Maybe he's here to give him his endorsement?

Simone: Unlikely...very unlikey?

Tony: Please, Mr Hawkins, I need to beg of you a favor and that is to stop talking.

Griffin looks at Tony as Tony starts to walk down the ramp towards the ring.

Tony: I apologize for the rude interruption, I know it's not the gentlemanly etiquette that one would expect from some such as myself, so I do apologize, but I have come to the ring on a matter of the up most urgency.

Simone: What is he talking about?

Tony steps outside of the ring and starts to walk up the steps.

Tony: I couldn't, in good conscious, allow this to continue. I feared I was watching a legacy fall apart in front of my eyes, I felt that I was seeing the sad endings to a once promising gentlemen in front of my eyes, a storied career coming to a slow, sad ending. It was like I was sitting there and watching the end of journey.

Tony steps in to the ring and looks across at Griffin.

Tony: I couldn't let that happen. I couldn't in good faith watch you do this to yourself.

Griffin raises the microphone to his lips but Tony raises a hand.

Tony: If you'd indulge me, Mr Hawkins. I heard those words backstage, you have put your hand up to challenge Mr. Jordan for the World Heavyweight championship at Summer XXXtreme. Even a simpleton can see that a certain Mr. Washington has every intention to cause one of the biggest upsets against Mr. Jordan and put a spanner in the works, frankly, I don't see that happening at this point, but you've opted to put yourself first, a huge supercard show with you hoping to headline. Now please, don't see this as me coming out here to say I deserve to be at that level right now, regardless of my flawless record, but I couldn't see you do this to yourself.

Adams: Do what?

Tony: With the greatest of respect for the career path that you have walked, a mightily impressive one, you're simply not good enough to challenge Mr. Jordan.

Simone: What a load of s...

Adams: Sausages!

Griffin turns away a little before looking back at Tony.

Tony: You haven't won a match in a long time Mr. Hawkins, you're doing this for all the wrong reasons, and what happens when it all goes wrong? What happens when you lose once more to him? How long can you keep that false mask of happiness on your face? Everything about you will be lost, your career will become stagnant because you jumped before you was ready.

Tony tilts his head, no emotion on his face.

Tony: Like Teddy Warren, you need my help. If you want any chance of defeating a man who has been dominant in SCW, if you want any chance of saving a career on a downward trajectory, you need to listen to me.

He goes to speak some more, but out of nowhere, Griffin hits the Shot in the Dark right to Tony and he goes down to the mat!

Simone: Whoa!

Adams: That came out of nowhere! Hawkins was quick on the draw that time!

Griffin still has his mic in hand as he looks down at Tony.

Griffin Hawkins: In case you were wondering...the answer is no. You have a nice evening skippy!

"I Love It Loud" kicks back in as Griffin lays the mic down on his chest before leaving the ring.

Adams: Man..a lot of fireworks just took place! Griffin Hawkins announces that he's gonna face Ben Jordan for the World Heavyweight Title..then Tony Thorn comes out and offers his services but was met with an emphatic no from the Jukebox Hero in the form of a Superkick!

Simone: Hawkins is looking to silence any critic who says that he can't win the title..but can he do so at Summer XXXtreme?!

Tony looks up the ramp at Griffin as he disappears behind the curtain with a smile on his face.




Justin: Ladies and gentleman the following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...

The haunting melody of "MELONCHOLIA" plays and there is now a dead silence in the building as the gargantuan figure of Jack'd the Ripper steps out onto the stage. He is wearing an old fashioned bowler hat that hides his features in shadow, and an ankle-length, black leather trench. In his left hand he is gripping a medical bag and all eyes follow him as he begins his walk down toward the ring.

Justin: From the district of Whitechapel in London, England! This is Jack'd the Ripper!

Nothing. No cheers. No boos. An awed and unsettling hush has fallen over everyone as Jack'd the Ripper arrives at ringside and he sets his medical bag on the ring apron. He opens it, reaching in and pulling out a pair of leather gloves which he slips on before removing first his jacket to reveal a powerful physique, then finally, and slowly, his hat. Dreads spill out over his broad shoulders and he stares into the ring with wide, vacant eyes. He then JUMPS up onto the apron, and steps OVER the ropes and into the ring where he stares at Drew Patton and suddenly breaks out into a ghoulish grin.

Simone: I'd really like to know who hired this guy. Creepy doesn't even begin to describe him correctly.

Adams: ......

Simone: Jason! Get out from under the table!

The lights shut off as "United Divided" by Voodoo Johnson kicks in, as it builds different lights flash around the arena.

Justin: And his opponent! From Manhattan, New York! He is the reigning SCW Internet Champion!! Austin James Mercer!!

As the song builds into the refrain and the guitars kick in a spotlight forms on the stage with Austin standing in the middle. He makes his way down to the ring before moving around to the steps, he makes his way up and walks across the apron before stepping between the ropes, he stands in the center of the ring as the music shuts off.

Simone: Jesus look at the size and the sheer talent that is standing in the ring right now. This has the makings to be one hell of a match.

Adams: And Austin's funeral!

Simone: Oh, please! Austin isn't that much smaller than Jack'd The Ripper! He might be able to handle his own against him.

Drew stands between both men as it remais eerily silent in the building. He finally calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Simone: Both men slowly approaching one another now. This is about to get ugly really quickly.

Adams: It was ugly the second Jack'd entered the ring!

Mercer and Ripper stand toe to toe. The slight size difference Ripper holds over Mercer is apparent as he glares at Mercer, breathing heavily and his fists clenched at his sides as neither makes a move right away. Mercer stares at him, trying to figure out if he should attempt the first move, or if Ripper is going to do anything. Drew Patton looks between both men, waiting cluelessly as everyone else does.

Adams: Someone needs to do something! You can't win a match just by staring at each other!

Simone: If looks could kill though...

Someone in the crowd suddenly yells "This Sh*t is boring!", but it is unclear who it came from. But it's the distraction Mercer needs as Ripper's head jolts to the side, trying to figure out who said it. As soon as he does, Mercer backs up and lunges at Ripper delivering a big boot to the chest! Ripper stumbles back and against the ropes, but he never loses his footing! He holds his chest and Mercer charges at him again, attempting to hit him with another big boot that would send him over the top rope and crashing to the floor on the outside! But Ripper ducks forward and Mercer's leg gets caught over the top rope! Before he can tumble to the outside, Ripper spins around and grabs Mercer by his hair, holding him back!

Simone: My God! Austin could have a groin injury after that! Ouch!

Adams: Groin injuries are no fun. Better have an icepack at the ready later!

Ripper holds Mercer by the hair with both hands! He yanks him upward and sends him crashing down to the canvas with brute force! Mercer holds his head, his scalp very nearly being ripped from his head, and Ripper delivers a powerful stomp right to the head! He follows it up with another to the chest, and Mercer is unable to block it!

Simone: Austin is being flat out manhandled by Jack'd The Ripper! He's lucky the Internet Title is not on the line right now.

Adams: Yeah because it's clear he doesn't stand a chance in this one!

Simone: It's still early. Austin could bounce back...

Ripper reaches down and grabs Mercer by the neck with both hands! He pulls the Internet Champion up to his feet and then lifts him up just enough so his feet are off the canvas and then tosses him into the corner! Mercer crashes against the turnbuckles, and he's starting to look worse for wear, having now experienced the powerful opposition that Ripper possesses!

Simone: Good grief! I can't believe what we're witnessing. Austin is no small man by any means, and Jack'd just threw him into the corner!

Mercer is now holding his neck and trying to get some of his energy back, but Ripper doesn't ease up on him! He charges right at him and hits him with a running elbow and Mercer nearly collapses in the corner, but Ripper grabs him and holds him up! He takes Mercer's head and leads him away from the corner, and sets Mercer up for a vertical suplex! Mercer tries to punch his way out of the maneuver but Ripper powers through and delivers the vertical suplex! Mercer is in clear trouble as Ripper goes for the cover and Drew drops down for the count!

Adams: Bye-Bye Austin!

ONE!

TWO!

Th- No! Mercer gets his shoulder up just in time!

Simone: Not quite. And Jack'd is NOT happy about it!

Ripper glares at Drew but doesn't say a word! His glare is enough to point out he was not happy with that count, but Drew insists it was only two. Ripper gets back to his feet and when he reaches down to pull Mercer back up, Mercer manages to hit him with a fist to the jaw that takes Ripper by surprise! He stumbles back momentarily, and Mercer quickly tries to recover to get back into this match and find some way to beat the dangerous Ripper! He'll need to take Ripper off his feet, though, and he gets his moment as Ripper tries to charge towards him again! Mercer kicks Ripper's right knee and it's enough to send the big man crashing forward! Not only that but Ripper's face bounces off the canvas! Mercer crawls back into the corner, reaching his arms up to the second ropes and tries to gather some energy back!

Adams: Ooh! Maybe I was wrong!

Simone: You're always wrong, Jason. But indeed, Austin still has fight in him! He's not the Internet Champion for nothing!

Mercer stays crouched in the corner, using the time it takes for Ripper to get back to his feet to recover as much as he can. He glares at Ripper as the bigger man finally stands up, holding a hand to his nose and mouth! He pulls his hand away and looks down, but no blood is visible. When he turns his attention back to Mercer, he's taken by surprise AGAIN, as Austin charges at him and SPEARS him right back down to the canvas!

Simone: Oh My! Austin just SPEARED Jack'd The Ripper!

Adams: Somewhere Dani Weston is watching and she just fangirled hard.

Simone: And so did HBCarter!

Austin has to get back to his feet quickly to stay on the offensive long enough to take Ripper down! He launches himself back against the ropes and rebounds back! He lifts his right knee as he leaps up and then drops down, bringing his knee down across the throat of Ripper! Ripper holds his throat as Mercer goes for the pin as he hooks the leg!

Simone: It could be over for Ripper!

ONE!

TWO!

Ripper gets his shoulder up!

Adams: Ripper says no! Not that easily!

Simone: None of this has been easy for Austin...

Mercer crouches over Ripper and takes his head in one hand and balls up his other hand into a fist! He begins nailing Ripper in the temple with fist after fist, the intensity in each blow increasing as he works on wearing him out! By the sixth or seventh shot, Ripper seems to be seeing stars! Mercer stands up and reaches down to pull Ripper up! Ripper is unsteady on his feet and Mercer takes him by his dreadlocks! He spins the bigger man around and then sends him flying into the corner! Ripper's chest and abdomen connect with the turnbuckles enough that it knocks the wind out of him and he leans in the corner, trying to catch his breath!

Simone: Austin doing everything in his power to best Jack'd The Ripper. Knocking the breath out of him is probably a good decision.

Mercer walks up behind Ripper and begins slamming his head into the top turnbuckle! The crowd counts along with each hit!

Adams: Or knocking him silly!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

Simone: Ripper looks...I don't even know! But this match has been incredible!

Mercer hesitates only for a moment and Ripper looks like he doesn't even know where he is! Mercer grins and then slams his head into the top turnbuckle a tenth time before Drew warns him to back off! Mercer backs away, holding his hands up as Ripper is leaning forward in the corner, just barely moving!

Simone: Is Ripper even alive?

Adams: He's moving. So I'd say unfortunately he is!

Mercer stands back as Ripper starts coming to, but very unsteadily! He's gripping the top ropes on either side of the turnbuckles and shaking his head, trying to shake away the stars he's seeing! Drew backs away realizing he's coming around and Ripper starts to slowly stumble back from the corner and turn around! The second he does, Mercer charges across the ring and delivers a powerful Mercenary Kick(Claymore)! Ripper stumbles right back into the corner but somehow remains on his feet!

Adams: He's still standing! How is he still standing?!

Simone: Your guess is as good as mine!

Mercer rolls back and away as Ripper is barely conscious on his feet! He can't believe the big man is still standing, but he backs away and waits for another opportunity! Ripper continues shaking his head and looks more dazed and confused than before as he tries to stand up straight! He takes a few unsteady steps forward and when he's far enough away from the corner, Mercer takes his chance!

Simone: Here he goes again!

Mercer charges forward and hits a SECOND Mercenary Kick that THIS time takes Ripper down and seemingly lifeless! Mercer drops down and makes the cover!

Adams: I think it's over!

Simone: Jack'd The Ripper is NOT moving...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Ladies and gentleman here is your winner! Austin James Mercer!!!

Austin gets back to his feet and Drew raises his hand! Jack'd The Ripper rolls out of the ring a few moments later. Mercer holds his title up high once again when suddenly Vinnie's music hits and Austin turns around to confront the man that attacked him at Into the Void.

Simone: Uh oh..... here we go again!!

Adams: At least this time Vinnie let Austin know he is coming!!!

The music continues to play as everyone is focused upon the entrance way, but no Vinnie.

Simone: Uhm, is Vinnie being held back by Pete???

Adams: I always knew that the cactus was powerful!!!

Austin looks around, wondering where Vinnie would show up when suddenly Vinnie slides in the ring and stands behind Austin. He drops him from behind with a clothesline before locking him in the Mariachi Recliner and sinks it in good. We see several officials run in to warn Vinnie to let go or else he will be fined or suspended. Vinnie laughs as he finally lets go off the hold after a short time and stands over Austin while looking down at him before walking off smiling

Adams: I wonder how much Austin is willing to take from this guy!!!




Sam can be seen walking along the hallway towards the offices of Mark Ward and Christian Underwood. Not really paying attention at where she is walking, she runs into a wall of a body that is just seen exiting the door with the signs of both owners. Stepping back, Sam holds up a hand in apology.

Sam Marlowe: I am so sorry about that, I wasn't watching where...

Looking up, she spies Christian Underwood glaring at her as he wipes down the front of his shirt.

Sam Marlowe: Mr. Underwood...I don't know what to say.

Christian: Well you can say that you won't ever do that again for one and secondly, you can tell me that you have what I am looking for. You did get the email right?

Sam Marlowe: Yes I did and I finally got it.

Reaching into her back pocket, she pulls out a folded paper and holds it out to the owner with a smile.

Sam Marlowe: Just got it Friday but here it is. Says I am cleared to wrestle again.

Christian: About damn time. We don't need to see you just being eyecandy backstage or hosting. We want to see you in the ring so I am looking forward to once more getting my money's worth out of you wrestling.

Sam Marlowe: Sure, I think I am ready for it.

Christian smirks as he shakes his head slowly.

Christian: We will see about that Samantha, we will see about that.

Christian moves off leaving Sam to stare after him with a worried look on her face.




We cut to the backstage and it is there where we are able to see the likes of every single person attached to movie studio of Rose Productions. We are able to see the likes of Diamond Steele along with her cousin Prudence Steele better known to the world as Ruby the bass player, Sapphire the guitarist and of course Emerald the drummer. Diamond can't help but chuckle as she is holding the Internet Championship across her shoulder. Also in the room is none other than Crystal Zdunich and Teddy Warren. The COO of Rose Productions Chloe Martin hurries into the room with a huge birthday cake as the cameras open up on them.

Chloe: Hello everybody and welcome to the official birthday bash for Seleana Zdunich the woman who married the CEO of Rose Productions and the woman who is now half owner of the movie company.

Crystal: Also the woman who is your Roulette Champion... You see last week I know some people may not have liked the bookings I made but in all honesty it was supposed to be a night filled with fun. There will be haters who will claim that I let the power go to my head. That I was clearly bias among other things that people will say. I know there are a lot of people in this company that don't like me. Many of them are the trolls who work for this company who will try to say they respect you in one breath but be quick to bury you in the next. I will be honest comments from these people tend to get to me. Quite often they hurt me in so many ways and I know I shouldn't let it bother me but they do.

Crystal takes a deep breath as she continues to speak.

Crystal: Mainly because I pour everything into the ring. I have breathed, and bled for this company since I got here. If people want to bury me by all means go for it but everything you say about me is full of shit. I don't wrestle for the likes of you all who wish to pat yourselves on your backs like you are the greatest things ever. Even I am not that egotistical. This company wouldn't be anything without stars such as Evie Jordan, Misty God rest her soul, Odette Ryder, Melody Grace, Sam Marlowe, the Johnsons and so many others who have been part of this company and put on great matches. There has always been a certain level of respect. Hell I can even get behind Bobbie Dahl who has been improving week after week, and newer talent such as Bella Madison, Maki, and Candy who are also amazing.

Crystal shakes her head as she continues to speak.

Crystal: What I can't deal with is women such as Andrea who wishes to bury me over and over again. Women such as Alicia Lukas who FEELS like they need the title in order to be something! It's really asinine to even think in that way because sometimes the greatest feuds are those away from the title. At Summer XXXtreme me and Mercedes Vargas will put on a clinic for nothing more than pride and I am okay with that. However I don't wrestle for the doubters on this roster who want to make fun of me every chance they get. I do so for the fans at home who have been quarantined. I do so for that little girl with Leukemia that I have been mentoring in part with Golden Ring. As long as I can put on a good show for all of them that's all that matters to me.

Diamond: And speaking of burials you also have women such as Myra Rivers who I tried to be nice to by talking her up and being quite the fighting champion wanting to fight her at Summer XXXtreme and in her first tweets in response all I can get in return is she can't trust me. Or I might do this bad or even that. I didn't ask for the gravesite and a burial. I asked for a match because I respected what you did against Amber Ryan but apparently me wanting to fight her isn't good enough.

Diamond shrugs her shoulders as she continues to speak.

Diamond: You can sit here and analyze every bad decision I have made from 9 months ago but that's not how things are today. I might have been playing a role that I regret but I made sure my family stayed together by choosing my husband. I made sure Juliet had her father at home and I helped bring my husband back down to reality. You can call me whatever you want Myra but at the end of the day I am a fighting champion and on top of that. I am the smallest girl on the entire roster but I would like to think I have the biggest heart.

Diamond smiles as she looks at her championship.

Diamond: I am a fighter and I will defend this title to the very end. I am already setting the bar for this championship as I have the most combined days for a reign and most defenses but I want to go well beyond that. I want to be the very best. I am looking to be the woman of the year and I am not going to stop until I keep pushing and persevering through every single challenge that is thrown in my direction. If you want a chance at this title or even a fight just say so. You will get your match but if you wish to drag my name under the mud you are only making yourself look silly.

Teddy smiles.

Teddy: Caleb Storm... I am the superior rock star of SCW... I am gonna KNOCK YOU OUT.... Because it's Teddy Time!!! And I will proudly showcase the art of HIP HOP KIDO WHEN ME AND HIM GO TOE TO TOEIN..

Crystal: SHHHHHHHHHH SHE'S COMING!!!!!!!!!

The door slowly opens up and as soon as it does we are able to see the Roulette Champion Seleana walking around with the title around her shoulder and in a pair of heels.

Everyone: HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!!!!!

Seleana smiles as she walks over to the cake. Her eyes light up as she sees the candles lit up.

Seleana Zdunich: Thank you so much Ja!!!!

Crystal: Make a wish!!!

Teddy: That's right you tall drink of water... Make that wish!!! THE BIGGEST WISH EVER... BECAUSE WHEN YOU WISH UPON A STARRRRRRRRRRRRRRR

Seleana smiles as she blows the candles out. She cuts a piece of cake smiling at it before she smashes it right in teddy's face. Teddy stands there dumbfounded as he storms out of the room.

Seleana Zdunich: It didn't take long for my wish to come true...

Ruby: OH MY GOD that was so OUTRAGEOUS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Sapphire: Perhaps you should go get your husband?!

Diamond: Nope... I am in Diamond mode tonight... Kate Steele-Warren can ease his ego later on... Let's celebrate shall we!!!

Crystal smiles as she claps her hands and as she does that is when the Gem Stones start playing Black cat... Crystal smirks at her wife.

Crystal: MEOWWWWWWWWW... Time to get your prey my tigress!!!

Seleana opens her eyes as she smiles at Crystal as we go elsewhere.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see SCU Bombshell and one half of the Pride Tag Team Champions Ariana Angelos walking down the hallway with her half of the Pride Team Titles over her shoulder when she is approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ari, you're not at Underground this week?

Ariana: Why would I? This week's Underground show is being wasted on the 2 Spooky for U club and whilst there is a purge going on, I'd rather be as far away from that show.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You're not the only Go Gym graduate here as Krystal Wolfe is set to take on Veronica Taylor in a Cage Match later tonight, what are your thoughts on that?

Ariana: I have my own problems with Veronica but whilst I normally don't like having others fight my battles for me, I have bigger fish to fry.

Ari says as she pats her title.

Ariana: And me and Carter..........

HBCarter: My ears are burning!

In an instant Carter jumps into view and Ari grins before fist bumping her bestie.

HBCarter: Why yes, we are both here at Climax Control because the Desperately Needs Soap and Deodorant Club are stinking up this week's Underground in more ways than one.

Ariana: Shame that the returns of Max Burke and Vixen are being wasted on that!

HBCarter: Exactly! And as for Krystal Wolfe, I have the popcorn, Ari brought the soda and we are looking forward to seeing Ronnie get destroyed in the Cage against our favourite gamer girl!

Ariana: And this time I didn't burn it! And if Veronica finds a partner to challenge us for the titles, I say bring it because Fortune Favours the Bold and Team Go will go the distance!

Ariana and Carter walk off as the scene fades.




Tony Thorn stands backstage, his hand running over his chin as Pussy Willow approaches.

Pussy: Tony, we all saw what happened a little earlier with Griffin Hawkins. I really don't know what to make of it.

Tony: It couldn't have been much clearer. I spelled out in no uncertain terms that he needed to think a little clearly, he needed a little more guidance in his affairs, a little more perspective if you will.

Pussy: It doesn't seem like he's willing to accept your help.

A slight curl of the left side of Tony's lip turns in to half a smile.

Tony: My dear, he already has accepted my help. The old Mr. Hawkins would never have laid a hand, or in this case, a foot on me, yet he did, because he heard the words no one wanted to tell him. He's so used to being told by his social media groupies that he is something special, someone had to bring him back to reality, someone had to burst that bubble he lives in. He has spent many a year worried more about his social media presence, putting it above his wrestling skills. He needed someone to tell him how it is. It doesn't matter if he feels it or not, I have just focused his mind because no matter what, I will be in his head. It doesn't if he admits it or not, I have opened his eyes. Should he become World Heavyweight Champion, he will be thanking me. Now, if you'll excuse me.

And with that, Tony walks away from the camera shot.




SCW Referee Drew Patton comes down to the ring. He goes to Justin and says a few words. Justin then gets to the middle of the ring...

Justin: This next match is a special featured match, this match is a SCU Steel Cage match!!!

The guitar intro to "When Destinies Align" by Lovebites hits the speakers and Krystal makes her way onto the entrance ramp wearing a black t-shirt with the words "Critical Hit" companied with a D20 that has landed on a Natural Twenty over her ring gear.

Justin: Introducing first, from Adelaide, Australia, Krystal Wolfe!

Krystal makes her way down the ramp whilst occasionally slapping hands with the fans before she rolls into the ring and poses for the fans, as her music fades she removes her shirt and hands it to a ring attendant as she waits for Veronica Taylor.

Justin: And her opponent!

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

Justin: From Beverly Hills, CA standing at 5'8" and weighing in at 122lb, she is... "The First Class Mean Girl"... Veronica Tayyyyyyyyyylorrrrrrr!!!

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

DING DING DING!

Adams: Krystal runs right to Veronica, wasting no time as the two let the fist start flying. Veronica throws a hook however Krystal ducks and gets behind her hitting a clothesline to the back of Veronica's head.

Simone: Krystal grabs Veronica to get her to her feet... Veronica slaps Krystal in the face! Krystal slaps her back. Krystal grabs Veronica by the back of her head and walks over to the ropes. Krystal goes to slam Veronica's head to the cage but Veronica hits an elbow to Krystal chest then grabs Krystal's head to slam her face on the cage instead.

Adams: Veronica slams Krystal's face again to the cage. Krystal's head bounces off the cage as she stumbles a bit Veronica grabs her again and slams her to the cage yet again. Krystal stumbles as Veronica picks her up and drops her with a pile driver!

Simone: Veronica quickly picks up Krystal Veronica then runs towards the ropes, bounces off running towards Krystal, Veronica jumps in the air for a leaping clothesline but Krystal ducks and runs to the ropes to avoid it. Krystal bounces off and heads back to Veronica. Krystal gets for a crossbody and nails it.

Adams: The two quickly get back onto their feet, Krystal Hits a dropkick which makes Veronica bounce off the ropes Krystal then uses that momentum to grab Veronica and slam her face against the steel cage. Veronica bounces off the cage Krystal quickly grabs her and hits Veronica face with the cage again!

Simone: Veronica stumbles, Krystal grabs her and turns her around. Krystal lifts Veronica up for a powerbomb, Krystal turns around and starts running as it looks like she is going for the Down Under Thunderbomb (Running Powerbomb)...

Adams: NO!!!! Veronica counters it with a Rodeo Drive makeover! (Face buster) Veronica turns Krystal over and goes for the cover!

ONE!

Tw...

Simone: Krystal kicks out, Veronica hits Krystal with an elbow as she gets off of her. Veronica gets to her feet while also getting Krystal to hers as well. Veronica kicks Krystal in the gut, Veronica grabs her but Krystal blocks and counters with an uppercut! Krystal goes for a punch but Veronica grabs her arm and locks in an arm lock.

Adams: Krystal circles around the ring at Veronica's will as she holds on to the arm lock. Krystal nails a stiff forearm right to the side of Veronica's face. Veronica keeps the arm lock, Krystal Hits her again with another stiff forearm, Veronica breaks the hold, Krystal goes for a stiff kick but gets blocked.

Simone: Veronica steps back then goes for a stepping jumping knee but Krystal blocks it. Krystal goes to grab Veronica but Veronica pushes her away. Veronica takes a step back, Krystal runs at Veronica but gets nails with a superkick!

Adams: Veronica walks to the other side of the ring and starts climbing the cage but jumps down and orders the ref to open the door instead. Veronica walks over to the door as Krystal gets to her feet with a kip up.

Simone: Veronica goes through the ropes as Krystal runs over and grabs her by her hair to drag her back into the ring. Krystal uses her power as she swings Veronica into the air by her hair then lets go, dropping Veronica face first onto the mat.

Adams: Krystal goes to start climbing the cage to start climbing out. She gets to the top, Veronica does it kip up then runs towards Krystal grabbing her leg before she can cross over to the other side.

Simone: Krystal being forced to move half her body back inside the ring. Krystal uses her free leg and starts kicking Veronica on top of her head. Veronica keeps trying to pull Krystal down but Krystal lands a hard kick forcing Veronica to let go as she drops down to the mat.

Adams: Krystal goes back to climbing the cage. Krystal now for some reason starts to stand on the cage...

Simone: Climb down Krystal, don't do what I think you're going to do!

Adams: What is left for her to do but to jump down?

Simone: That's what I'm afraid of... Krystal jumps off going for a Corkscrew Moonsault... She nails it, she nails her Critical Hit!. Krystal goes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Your winner of the match.... Krystal Wolfe!!!!

The ref goes to check on both women. Krystal slowly rolls off of Veronica as she starts holding on to her chest and stomach in pain from her moonsault. Krystal brushes off the ref. The cage lifts up from the ring as Krystal rolls out of the ring.

Krystal starts to walk towards the back as Veronica sits up and pushes the rtef away from her in the process.




The show cuts to the ring, where Candy was standing with Fluffy at her side. She raised the mic and she spoke softly, her face looked kind of sad.

Candy: So, everyone saw last week... and I was just trying to celebrate a fellow co-workers achievements. And then... well...

She motioned to the tron, and the clip from last week played

Violet slings the championship over her right shoulder as Shelby hops up onto the ring apron. Violet grabs a cup and puts some punch into it. She takes a sip of it and nods her head slightly.

Violet: Is that what this is about Candy? You want to celebrate my greatest achievement by throwing me a party. Hmmm.

Violet rubs her chin while looking directly at Candy.

Violet: There is only one way I like to celebrate.

Candy: I KNOW!!!

She signaled and from the ceiling fell tons of confetti all over the place. Candy was as giddy as could be, but Violet didn't seem to be enjoying it as much.

Candy: Open your presents!! I made them all myself!

Violet: Oh goody.

Violet sarcastically while refilling her cup with some more punch. She walks toward the presents while looking over her shoulder at Candy.

Violet: You really have no idea who I am do you Candy. Well, after tonight, you will know.

Right after she says the last word, she flings her cup of punch right into Candy's eyes. The liquid causes her to be temporarily blinded as she staggers around the ring. She turns around to get hit with a spear from Shelby. Shelby then rains down multiple right hands before picking her up off the canvas. Violet picks up one of the unopened gifts and smashes it against the neck of Candy. Shelby keeps her up right while striking with a hard right hand.

Adams: What in the world is going on? Why are they attacking Candy?

Shelby continues to land right after right as Violet lays the Bombshell roulette championship down onto the canvas. She motions for Shelby to give her Candy.

Simone: What does Violet have in mind?

Violet kicks Candy square into the gut while grabbing her by the head. She gives a smirk towards Shelby before dropping her face first onto the championship belt.

Adams: Deeppink Rainmaker! Oh my god!

Violet looks at Candy as Shelby taps her on the shoulder. They look toward the table as Violet shakes her head while shoving Candy off her belt. Violet picks it back up while standing over Candy's body. Shelby is smirking as "Gimme? suddenly begins to play over the speakers.

Simone: Violet has just sent a message to everyone.

Adams: The message is beware of FIVE FEET OF CRAZY.

Violet rolls out of the ring as she heads up the ramp with Shelby right behind her. Candy's husband, Marcus, rushes out from the back and slides in the ring, checking on his wife. He motions for paramedics as she appears to be unconscious. Paramedics rush out and begin to check on her as the cameras cut. The tron cut and the shot went back to Candy.

Candy: And now I want you to come out here Amelia. Because I didn't deserve that and I want an explanation... and an apology!

Her face switched from sad to determined and a little angry. She waited as she stared at the ramp.

Adams: Candy seems like she means business.

Simone: Yeah, she deserves at least an explanation. But it doesn't seem like she is going to get one.

She waited for another minute or two, but there was nothing.

Candy: Amelia! I'm not a mean person and I did not deserve what you did to me last week! I spent so much time making that party for you, and you just attacked me. You are a meanie head and... well my Nana always told me that if you don't have anything nice to say, you shouldn't say anything at all. Well, my Nana isn't here right now... So you're hair is ugly! You have split ends and your color is dull, but don't come see me to fix it cuz you are a butthead and I won't do it! Also... YOU DESERVED TO LOSE THAT BELT!!!

The announcers gasped at Candy's statement.

Candy: YEAH! I SAID IT! And you can't even come out here and tell me WHY you did it. So I'm gonna go to Mark's office right now and ask for a rematch against you at the next Supershow!

Candy handed the mic off, slid out of the ring, and picked up Fluffy. She then stormed backstage as the cameras cut.




We are shown the closing moments of last week's Main Event for the Bombshell Roulette Championship before we cut to the back and see Jessie Salco watching it, namely when Christina interfered to help her wife win.

Jessie: I guess I was naive to think that Christina's involvement in the match would end when she spun the wheel, but I guess it fits since Seleana can't win a title without her wife's help.

Jessie scoffs before turning to the camera.

Jessie: I don't know what the loophole the bosses found in the "queen's" declarations is about, but I look forward to seeing Christina's plans blow up in her face, and Seleana? This isn't over, not by a long shot!

Jessie walks off as the scene fades.




The camera cuts to the backstage area where Alex Rush stands next to Robert-Edwin and Edwin-Robert, aka Lucha Rhino, two quarters of the SCU Hardcore Tag Team champions. Alex looks at the two rhinos.

Alex: Well lads, I dunno what the blinking hell we should do tonight.

Alex looks at Robert-Edwin as if he's listening.

Alex: OOOOOOOOOOOH! Midgets oil wrestling! I like that, but where are we gonna find Shorty DT right now? I might, he might be here but we can't see him.

Alex turns to Lucha-Rhino and nods his head.

Alex: Yes! Lobster racing! Now that sounds like a plan. All we need to do is find a pair of lobsters and paint number on them and hope they don't snappy snappy me fingers off!

The voice of Winter Elemental can be heard.

Winter: Or we can fight!

Alex eyes widen as he looks at Robert-Edwin.

Alex: That was THE BEST WINTER IMPRESSION EVER! Maaaaaaaaaaate, you totally sounded like her!

Robert-Edwin shakes his head.

Alex: Well if you didn't do it...

Alex looks towards Lucha Rhino.

Alex: That was THE BEST WINTER IMPRESSION EVER! Maaaaaaaaaaate, you totally sounded like her!

Lucha Rhino does as his brother does and shakes his head.

Alex: Then who bloody said that?

Two figures drop from the sky and land in front of Alex and the rhinos, and Alex's eyes widen.

Alex: AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Vamapapires, vamimpivires, sharp teeth pointy people!

The camera turns around to see Winter and Tatsu dressed as vampires, their faces pale as they look at Alex run and hide behind the two rhinos.

Alex: FYI, If you turn the rhinos in to Vamperousisis, I dunno how I'm gonna control them.

Winter: It's us.

Alex looks closer to see the vampires are Winter and Tatsu.

Alex: Did you two miss an appointment at the tanning gaff here? Cause ya looking a bit peaky.

Tatsu: We're dressed as vampires cause we had a great idea.

Alex: Is it to bring Halloween forward by a few months? Cause that would be pretty cool.

Winter: No! GRIME have an open challenge and I think we should go kick the shit out of GRIME people.

Alex: I'm listening.

Tatsu: In a Transylvania Playhouse match.

Alex: I'm out!

Alex turns around to move away, but Lucha Rhino bends his head and puts his horn up Alex's belt, stopping him from moving away.

Alex: Oi ya silly sausage, this is a new belt.

Winter moves in front of Alex.

Winter: Come on. We can kick the shit outta them.

Tatsu: Yeah bitches!

Alex: Uh uh, Dr. Acula lives in that place and if he bites me, it means I'll have to say I want to suck your blood in a funny accent.

A look of fear crosses Alex's face but Winter nods at Lucha Rhino, who lifts Alex off the floor.

Alex: OOOOH OH AHHHH ME NADS! ME GENTLEMEN BERRIES! OK, OK!

Lucha Rhino lowers Alex to the floor and unhooks his horn from his belt.

Alex: What if those GRIME monsters wanna come and kick my booty and help those people turn us in to vampappliers?

Tatsu runs her hand over Robert-Edwin's head.

Winter: We have a plan.

Winter smiles as the camera cuts elsewhere.




We switch backstage where we see Sin City Wrestling interviewer, Scott Oliver, standing with Bea Barnhart, as she is ready for her match with Tallyn.

Scott: Bea do you really believe all your trash talk and hype you presented leading up to this match against Tallyn?

Bea: Of course I believe everything I said. I tell the truth. I don't spew forth lies and try to appear to be something I'm not like Tallyn does.

Scott: Tallyn is a successful wrestler so you should take that into consideration.

Bea: So she may have a few accomplishments on her record but after our match all she gets is a loss added to her loss column. She can talk all the stuff she wants. She can cluck like a chicken and lay eggs for all I care. I'm winning this match and Tallyn is losing. There's nothing more for us to discuss.

Scott: Okay. That was clear and to the point. I wish you the best of luck in your match.

Bea: I don't need luck to defeat a silicone enhanced ditz like Tallyn.

Bea turns away from Scott Oliver and heads down the hallway to the entrance area to be ready to make her entrance for her match.




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

Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar starts to play and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. She is dressed in black leather pants, a white pullover type tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket, which is basically a tough street girl look.

Justin: From Lawrenceville, Georgia, weighing in at one hundred and thirty pounds, she is Bea Barnhart!

As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring where she climbs the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She plays the crowd for a bit before running across the ring leaping up into the corner then after playing the crowd she jumps down and settles into the corner to wait for the match to start.

Justin: And her opponent....

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. 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.

Justin: From Orlando, Florida, weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds, she is Tallyn!

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.

Jacob Summers stands in the middle of the ring as Tallyn and Bean are waiting in their respective corners. Jacob looks at each of them and asks them the same question. Both of them nod their heads as he signals for the bell to ring.

DING DING DING!

Once the bell sounds, Tallyn and Bea take a step out of their corners and slowly begins to circle each other. They come together in a collar elbow tie up. Each lady fights for position until Tally grabs a handful of Bea's hair and slams her down to the mat. Tally follows it up with a quick forearm drop across the chest. She then picks Bea up off the mat and tosses her again by her hair. Bea grasps at her lower back as Tally comes right behind her while driving her knee into the small of Bea's back. Tally posts her knee into the back while pulling back on Bea's neck. Jacob looks at Bea and asks if she wants to give up.

Bea shakes her head while trying to get back up to her feet. Tally continues to keep her hands interlocked underneath Bea's jaw as she yanks back on it. Bea shouts as her husband, Bill, can be seen shouting words of encouragement towards his wife.

Simone: Tallyn is really taking control in this match.

Adams: How long can she keep this up?

Tallyn continues to pull back until Bea turns her torso slightly to land a sharp elbow into the ribcage of Tallyn. Tally grunts as Bea lands another elbow strike as each blow causes Tally to loosen her grip. As the grip is finally loosened, Bea bounces off the ropes and ducks underneath the out stretched arms of Tally. Bea rebounds with a leaping clothesline. Bea follows up the clothesline with another clothesline. Bea goes for another third clothesline but gets caught by a well timed enziguri to the side of Bea's head. Bea flips over onto her back as Tally gets right back up to her feet. Bea is grabbing the back of her head as Tally comes charging at her. Bea leapfrogs over Tally at the last second causing Tally to bounce off the ring ropes.

Tally rebounds off them only to get caught in a tight bear hug before popping her hips and sending Tally over head with a belly to belly suplex. Tally quickly rolls out of the ring while holding the small of her back. Tally is snarling while arguing with Jacob. As she continues to argue, Bea comes flying at her and lands a nice suicide dive sending Tally back first into the barricade. Tally holds her back as Bea stands back up to her feet and lands multiple rights across her back. Bea smirks before driving Tally back first into the barricade followed by another belly to belly suplex. Bea quickly rolls back onto her feet while playfully bowing in a mocking tone towards Tally.

Adams: Tally is really hurting right now.

Bea looks up at Jacob who continues to count. He reaches a count of five as Bea rolls under the ropes then right back out onto the floor. Jacob tells Bea and Tally to get back into the ring. Bea stands over Tally then drops multiple elbows across her back. Each blow lands harder after each blow. Bea pulls Tally up to her feet and goes to shoot her back into the ring. Tally counters by slamming Bea face first into the ring apron. Tally then throws Bea back first into barricade. Tally wipes her hands mockingly before picking Bea up and throwing her back into the ring. Bea rolls over onto her knees as Tally climbs up onto the ring apron. She motions for Bea to get up to her feet while continuing to smirk.

Bea slowly stands up to her feet as Tally looks to spring off the ropes. Bea ducks out of the way as Tally lands on her feet. She staggers slightly before Bea catches her with a running reverse neckbreaker. After hitting the move, Bea floats over onto Tally's body while hooking her far leg for a pinning attempt. Jacob slides into position as he starts to count.

ONE!

TW........

Tally rolls her shoulder up as Bea quickly gets up to her feet. She looks toward Jacob before grabbing a handful of Tally's blonde hair. Tally screams as Bea drags her halfway across the ring before slamming her face first onto the top turnbuckle. Bea repeats the action multiple times before striking with multiple knife edge chops across Tally's chest. Each chop rings out like a gunshot as Tally grabs at her chest.

Simone: Bea is literally going to chop Tallyn in half.

Adams: That is strictly impossible Belinda. In order for that to happen, Tallyn would have to be easily broken.

After a fifth chop, Tally blocks the sixth attempt and changes position with Bea. Tally strikes with knife edge chops of her own followed by multiple kicks and a running knee strike. Tally grabs a hold of Bea's arm and shoots her off towards the corner. Bea hits the turnbuckles hard as Tally follows it up with a clothesline. Tally backs up a bit while kicking Bea in the gut before tossing her over head with a belly to belly suplex of her own. Bea is trying to fight for air as Tally charges at her and strikes with another running knee to side of Bea's head. Bea drops down to the canvas as Tally shoots the half and goes for a cover.

ONE!

TW......

Bea manages to kick out as a Tally growls at the referee. She was hoping for a faster count but that's not going to happen with Jacob. As she stands back up to her feet, Bea gets up as well. They look at each other before breaking into a giant brawl inside the ring.

Simone: I knew this match was going to breakdown.

Adams: One of these girls has to win.

Bea gets the upper hand as she lifts Tally up off her feet before dropping her down across her back. Tally screams again as Bea holds her across the knee while pushing against her neck. Bea shoves Tally down onto the canvas before dropping a leg across her neck. Bea once again goes for a cover. Before Jacob can get into position, Tally kicks out quickly and rolls over onto her knees. Bea gets back up to hers as Tally lets out a deep breath.

She stands up as Bea comes charging at her but Tally ducks underneath her. Tally then hooks her arms around Bea's waist and shoots her over head in a picture perfect German Suplex. Tally doesn't bridge into a pinning combination as she pops her hips and gets back up to her feet while keeping her hands firmly wrapped around Bea's waist. Bea blocks the attempt as she tries to break the grip however Tally slams her forearm into Bea's back before interlocking her hands once again. She shoots her over head again as Tally this time bridges into another pinning combination.

ONE!

TW.....

Bea quickly kicks as Tally once again stares at Jacob. She yells at him to count faster as he tells her no. Tally turns her attention back towards Bea who is just getting up to her feet. Tally smirks as she bounces off the ropes, places her foot on the back of Bea's head and drives her face first right into the canvas. Tally motions toward Jacob to get into position as she rolls Bea onto her back.

Adams: This could be it.

Tally hooks the leg as she counts in her head.

ONE!

Simone: Tallyout, I do believe that is all she wrote.

TWO!

THREE!

Jacob signals toward the time keeper to ring the bell.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, Tallyn

Tallyn starts to celebrate her victory as Bea rolls out of the ring. She is grabbing the back of her head as Bill helps her toward the back.




The current Roulette Champion Kedron Williams is power walking through the backstage area with a disturbingly angry expression on his face, his wife Rinoa at his side as was their usual custom.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Kedron! Kedron, please! Wait a moment!

Kedron paused as Ms. Rocky Mountains hurries to catch up to the Williams.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Kedron, last week was your first match since winning the Roulette Championship, and while some are saying Lachlan won only because of the interference of his wife Sierra, others are saying that despite that, he did pin you and is owed a chance at the Roulette title.

Kedron tilted his head to the left.

Kedron: Are they ... saying that? That he should be given a chance at this...?

He strips the Roulette belt from around his waist and holds it up in Ms. Rocky Mountains's face.

Kedron: If that is what they are saying, then more power to him. But were I him, I would be ashamed to show my face. let alone accept a title match all because his wife did the fighting for him. I suppose it means what they say is true; that Lachlan only made the impact that he did when he was teamed with Sierra, because of Sierra! But I am a generous man. If he can come out here and tell everyone, tell me to my face, that he deserves a chance at this title, then he can have it. But...

Kedron lowers the belt and stares hard at Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Kedron: This will be his only opportunity. If his wife seeks to 'help' him a second time, it will not end well for her.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Are -- are you threatening Sierra?

To this, Kedron just smiles.

Kedron: I don't need to threaten that disease addled harlot. And as for our friend, Lachlan? Ignorance does not equal innocence. For him, there will be repercussions.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: What do you mean?

Kedron shoves something against her, Ms. Rocky Mountains catching it in her hands.

Kedron: See for yourself!

Kedron and Rinoa take their leave, walking off-camera. Ms. Rocky Mountains looks down at what he handed her and ... it's a voodoo doll that looks shockingly like Lachlan Kane. With two pins to his eyes and ... one piercing his groin.




Seleana Zdunich: Grattis pa fodelsedagen till mig, ja?

She nods, looking somewhere between annoyed and outraged.

Seleana Zdunich: Nagra av er gor kycklingar av fjadrar!

Shaking her head, Seleana momentarily looks away before glaring into the camera.

Seleana Zdunich: Till er som gor det, jag ar ingenting skyldig er! Jag fick en mojlighet och jag tog inte vatten over huvudet! Ni skulle alla gjort samma sak om det var ni, ljug inte! Ni javla idioter ar aldrig nojda sa jag ar inte skyldig en javla sak! Du ar skit och jag lyssnar inte pa skiten!

She leans down and picks up the SCW Women's Roulette Championship belt.

Seleana Zdunich: I am the Women's Roulette Champion! For those who were keen to congratulate me, thank you. To those who think I was handed this by my wife, Bella Madison, Jessie Salco and Violet Amelia Holt should have words with you about the blatant disrespect you show all of them by saying such things because it means you are saying they laid down for me when they clearly did no such thing!

She looks away again in anger.

Seleana Zdunich: For fan i helvete!

She holds up the SCW Women's Roulette Championship Belt up above her head for the world to see.

Seleana Zdunich: I will defend this championship that I won with pride and honor. Whether you like it or not, I won this all on my own and if Christian or Mark thought this was over the line, they would have said something by now and they would have done something about it, especially Christian. Since they did not, the critics can sod off!

She lays the belt across her left shoulder.

Seleana Zdunich: Anyone who does not like it, step up, let's have a go, spin the wheel and do something about it. Until then, valkommen till djungeln och fan du!




The Dragon: Roll up roll up roll up! Spots filling up fast!

We are returned to the backstage area of Climax Control. Mark "The Dragon" Cross is still on the recruitment drive, still not deterred, even if his white table covering was a lot more creased, and one of the legs of his fold-up table was bent far from straight.

The Dragon: Tryouts begin next week to join THE latest iteration of the Fire Dragons! Let's goooooo!

The camera zooms out just a little bit to see the Hall of Famer, Mikah walking down the hallway. She stops when she hears the loud voice of Mark Cross.

Mikah: Seriously?

She stops in front of his table and looks at him, raising an eyebrow at him.

Mikah: Do you know what an inside voice is?

The Dragon: I'm using an inside voice. Through a megaphone.

He uses the megaphone to reply for one time, before he lowers it to the table. As if to drop a hint, he nudges a clipboard and pen across the table towards her.

The Dragon: So...signing up for the tryouts? Hall of Famers get a bye into the second round.

She looks at the clipboard before looking at him. She grabs the megaphone and tosses it down the hallway before giving him another look.

Mikah: What's in it for me?

The Dragon: That's probably broken now...never mind...erm...you get the chance to partner up with the official Blast from the Past 2020 winner, storm on to success, and help to unify the tag divisions for all three brands.

He holds up the pen.

The Dragon: All it takes is a signature.

She presses her lips together before smirking at him.

Mikah: I still don't see what the benefit for me is here.

She shakes her head.

Mikah: And I thought they did away with the women's tag team division? Because I certainly can't win the Mixed Tag Titles with Evie.

She grabs the pen from him however.

Mikah: You would be getting the better end of the deal. You'd be getting a record breaking and record setting, Hall of Famer Bombshell as a tag team partner...

She looks at him and then raises her eyebrows at him.

Mikah: And I'd be getting the person who Evie carried to the finals of that stupid tournament. So let me ask again, what's in it for me?

The Dragon: Well if you're gonna be like that about it...

He pulls back the nearest clipboard to Mikah away from her.

The Dragon: One person doesn't win Blast from the Past single-handedly. I figured you might want a legitimate chance at a title again since you're probably a little...erm...rusty?

She glares at him before chucking the pen at him.

Mikah: First of all, if you haven't heard, Tommy Knocks said that I'm the number one Bombshell of all time. So you'd get the utmost pleasure of working with me.

She flicks her hair over the back of her shoulder.

Mikah: And secondly, there's no ring rust. I promise you.

The Dragon: Aaaaaah! So childish...

Gingerly he bends down to pick up the pen, having tried and failed to bat it away as it smacked into him.

The Dragon: I mean, surely the greatest Bombshell of all time could turn up and ace the trials if she wasn't rusty, plus I figure you'd take any excuse to show off a bit. I'm not sure I believe you.

She laughs before shaking her head.

Mikah: Three time Bombshell Champion. Hall of Famer. Hot Stuff Mark Ward's unofficial official personal assistant. I wear more hats than you do and you stand there, turning me down?

She raises an eyebrow at him.

Mikah: Are you insane? Wait. Don't answer that. I already know that you are. But you really would want somebody like...Jessie Salco as your partner? Instead of me, a Hall of Famer?

The Dragon: Evie was so excited to sign up, she flipped the table.

He indicates the damaged leg, and didn't admit that only one of those two statements was true.

The Dragon: Admittedly, you would rank quite highly on the list if I had free choice, but I'm sure with all of those extra hats you won't want one more right?

The idea of another difficult partner seemed less and less attractive the longer the conversation went on.

Mikah: Do you want guaranteed wins?

She shoots the question back at him quickly.

The Dragon: Do YOU want guaranteed wins though?

He looks around, hoping to find someone less likely to string him along and waste his time, which he was increasingly beginning to suspect.

The Dragon: I mean guaranteed wins sounds good.

Mikah: I'm already guaranteed wins by just being me. Sucks for you to not be on my level.

She winks at him.

The Dragon: I get plenty of wins on my own level thank you very much, I won't be signing up for lessons...but talking about signing..."

He slides the pen back across the table.

The Dragon: Are you signing up or not? You're scaring off all the midcarders.

She grabs the pen from him again and then grabs the clipboard from him. She smirks at him before writing Tally on the clipboard.

Mikah: I'm not sure if you were paying attention to last week's episode of Climax Control or not. But I already have a tag team partner.

She looks at him before smirking again at him.

Mikah: And he's the best there is. Sorry...not sorry.

She tosses the pen at him and drops the clipboard onto the table.

He spins the clipboard towards him, peering down at the name.

The Dragon: Tally? No...hmm...maybe...that could work...no...

He scratches the back of his head.

The Dragon: Well - I guess I'll be seeing you guys in the ring sometime. Let's see if you're right about that or if you maybe chose the wrong team!

She rolls her eyes before grabbing the pen and scribbling a phone number down.

Mikah: You need some pointers on how to be annoying and make it be endearing. This person is the best at it.

She smirks before looking at him.

Mikah: I never choose the wrong team. Ever. Have fun scouting.

She turns and flipped hair over her shoulder before walking down the hall. But stops when she hears his voice again.

The Dragon: Cheers - Wait, what's your team name anyways? The Rusty Rebels?

She turns back around and walks back over to him. She grabs a clipboard and chucks it at him before grabbing another one and tossing it down the hallway as if she was skipping rocks. She smirks at him again before grabbing the last two and doing the same and tossing them down the hallway.

Mikah: Try the Black Sheep.

She flips her hair out behind her and walks off.




Justin: This match is Standard Rules. The first participant to make his way to the ring, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, at six feet one inch and two hundred thirty-five pounds, he is JACK WASHINGTON!!!

"Wasted" begins, and there is a brief murmuring of the people in attendance at the GO Gym. As the song picks up, Jack Washington parts the curtain, with a look of focus and minor indifference on his face. He shows very little emotion, walking confidently to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots. He enters the ring, uses the ropes the stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle.

Justin: Next to make their way to the ring, from Tijuana, Mexico, at six feet eight inches and two hundred eighty pounds, he is SENOR VINNIE!!!

The crowd is in anticipation of the arrival of Senor Vinnie. As the lights go out a huge cactus emerges upon the Titan Tron. We hear Epic from Metalachi hit the sound system as Senor Vinnie emerges from the dark and he is carrying Pete the Cactus in his arms. He slowly turns around as he stares at the Titan Tron where a large picture of Pete the Cactus is located. He points to the Titan Tron and tells Pete that his image is on the screen. Vinnie then turns around and heads to the ring. The spotlight shines upon Vinnie as he looks towards the ring and he is mumbling something while walking towards the ring. When he arrives at the ring he climbs up the ring steps, placing Pete the Cactus on the ring apron near the corner ring post, and then he enters the ring. He then slowly walks towards the corner opposite of where Jack Washington is located and he sits down and ignores Jack Washington who entered the ring before he did.

Adams: I happen to like Senor Vinnie for various reasons. He has a friend who is a cactus. He's been a successful Champion in Sin City Wrestling. And although he can be called quirky he is an exceptional wrestler. And when you add into the mix the fact that Senor Vinnie has seven inches of height over Washington and forty-five pounds of weight over Jack, well, the numbers don't lie.

Simone: Maybe the numbers don't lie but apparently you do. Jack Washington has accomplished a lot in Sin City Wrestling. He doesn't need to defeat Senor Vinnie to prove himself as he's already proven himself. Sit back and enjoy your fantasy if you want but when the final bell rings Jack Washington will be declared the winner of this match. Add into the mix the fact that Jack Washington won his King for the Day honors so he doesn't want to take a loss to Senor Vinnie here.

Jasmine St. John calls both wrestlers to join her in the center of the ring and both comply. Referee St. John informs them she will be strict in her officiating of their match. She also reminds them that as Senor Referee in Sin City Wrestling she doesn't want to hear them whining abou8t her officiating abilities. Satisfied that Senor Vinnie and Jack Washington understand she sends them to their corners to await the Timekeeper's bell to officially start this match.

DING DING DING!

Senor Vinnie and Jack Washington fly out of their corners and slam into each other in the center of the ring. Jack rebounds off Vinnie as Vinnie is larger in height and weight but that doesn't deter Jack. He quickly grabs the arm of Vinnie and twists it behind Senor Vinnie's back in a hammerlock. Vinnie is swinging his free arm back trying to hit Washington and get him to break the hold. When this fails to work Vinnie musters up all his strength and he manages to flip Jack off him and to the mat. Vinnie is surprised how quickly Washington gets to his feet and grabs his arm again into a hammerlock.

Adams: I wasn't expecting that type of maneuvering by Jack Washington especially since Senor Vinnie is larger and heavier than him.

Simone: I told you so.

Vinnie yells out something in Spanish and Pete the Cactus responds by jumping up and down in his pot in on the ring apron and the thumping of his pot on the ring apron causes Jack Washington to look to see what the noise is as he maybe thinks someone is trying to interfere in the match. The instant Washington is distracted Vinnie starts running toward a corner with Jack still holding on to the arm in a hammerlock. When the two approach the corner Senor Vinnie is able to spin around so that Washington slams into the corner with Vinnie slamming into him and this causes Jack to release his hold on Vinnie's arm. Senor Vinnie steps away from the corner and he massages his arm and shoulder to loosen up his arm from the hammer lock Washington had on him. When Vinnie sees Jack regaining his awareness he lashes out with several kicks to the midsection of Washington. Vinnie then grabs the arm of Jack and whips him into the ropes where he catches Washington with a boot to the fact on the rebound. Jack drops to the mat and Vinnie goes for the cover.

ONE!

Washington gets a shoulder up to break the count then he shoves Vinnie to the side.

Adams: I thought Vinnie had Jack there.

Simone: Gonna take a hell of a lot more than what Senor Vinnie gave to take out Jack Washington. I want to know who is moving Pete the Cactus to cause a distraction. Maybe Bea Barnhart made it to the ring and she is under the ring manipulating Pete.

Adams: She already stated she wasn't going to be in Vinnie's corner for this match and there is nobody under the ring. Pete is a living entity and just because he is a Cactus planted in a pot doesn't mean he doesn't have emotions.

Simone: *sigh*

Vinnie rolls under the ropes to the outside of the ring then he hops off the ring apron to the arena floor. Referee St. John orders Jack Washington to stay back as she will do a count on Vinnie who is on the outside of the ring.

ONE!

Vinnie slowly walks around the ringside area and this makes Washington upset and he wants Vinnie back in the ring. Vinnie knows he has until a ten count to return inside the ring and he is taking advantage of the time.

TWO!

When Vinnie walks by Pete the Cactus who is in his pot on the ring apron Vinnie gives Pete a high-five and then continues walking around the ring. This infuriates Washington as he feels that is confirmation that Vinnie and Pete were conspiring to distract him in the match.

THREE!

Jack yells across the ring to Vinnie telling him to get back inside the ring so he can finish him in the match. Vinnie looks up with a stern look then motions with his hand he is dismissing the demands of Washington and then he continues slowly walking around ringside.

FOUR!

Vinnie stops near the announcers table where he turns to talk to Jason Adams and Belinda Simone. The moment his back is turned toward the ring Jack Washington runs across the ring, dives over the ropes, and lands hard into the back of Vinnie driving him into the announcers table. Adams and Simone dive out of their chairs and avoid being hit by the falling Vinnie but the equipment and papers on top of the table scatter all over the arena floor. Referee St. John stops the count on Vinnie and now starts a count on both Vinnie and Jack on the outside of the ring.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Both Jack and Vinnie get to their feet and trade punches before Vinnie runs toward the ring and gets back into the ring breaking the count on him but Referee St. John continues the count on Washington who is still on the outside of the ring.

FOUR!

FIVE!

Jack Washington runs to the ring and returns inside. Referee St. John stops her count and the match continues. The two lock up and trade blows and trade back and forth on holds to try to gain the advantage on the other. Senor Vinnie delivers a short clothesline to Jack Washington and then Vinnie lands several back-handed chops to the throat of Jack. Vinnie spins Washington around to where he is behind him and he locks in a sleeper hold. Jasmine St. John steps up and checks if Vinnie's arm is in position to be classified as a choke and a reason to break the hold. Satisfied the hold is not a choke she lets the match continue and she asks Washington if he wants to submit and he says NO so the match is allowed to continue. Jack Washington starts driving his feet into the mat moving himself backward and this causes him to maneuver Senor Vinnie to where Vinnie is on the ropes. Referee St. John walks over and is about to call for a break when we see Austin James Mercer run to ringside. He approaches the ring, reaches up, grabs onto the legs of Senor Vinnie, and pulls hard dragging Vinnie out of the ring to the arena floor and Vinnie releases the hold he had on Washington.

Adams: What's up with that? Vinnie clearly had the win and Austin James Mercer has interfered in the match and he is attacking Vinnie on the outside of the ring.

Simone: Did you forget that after Austin James Mercer defeated Bill Barnhart at Into the Void IX that Vinnie ran into the ring and attacked Mercer and challenged him to a match? This is nothing more that justifiable payback for Vinnie's attack.

Jasmine St. John quickly calls for the bell. Austin and Vinnie continue fighting on the arena floor.

DING DING DING!

Adams: I believe St. John just issued a Disqualification on the interference by Austin James Mercer.

Simone: She should call a Disqualification on Senor Vinnie for using Pete the Cactus as a distraction in this match and using a choke hold to try to get a cheap win over Jack Washington.

Justin: Here is the official decision for this match. Referee Jasmine St. John has called a Disqualification on Jack Washington for the interference caused by Austin James Mercer. Therefore the winner of this match, by Disqualification, SENOR VINNIE!!!

Jack Washington protests to Referee St. John that he should not be held responsible for what Austin James Mercer did and that he should not have been Disqualified. St. John reminds him she is the Referee for this match and that is her official decision on the match and he needs to accept it. Jasmine St. John exits the ring and tries to get Austin and Vinnie separated. With the help of other Referees and a few Security personnel the two are separated and Jasmine orders them to return backstage and stop fighting. Vinnie and Austin stare at each other, words are exchanged, and then they part and return backstage. Jack Washington waits for the two to return backstage then he exits the ring and heads to to the backstage area.




The cameras catch up to the Grand Slam Champion, Kristopher Ryans in the backstage area. He is dressed in street clothes since he is not set to compete tonight, but does not have any of his usual partners in crime alongside him.

Kris: As of last week, I control my own destiny in this company.

A smug smirk comes across Kris' face as he pushes himself away from the wall and moves towards the camera.

Kris: A lot of people seem to think they know when and where I am going to cash in. There are people saying it is going to be Ben Jordan. There are those that have wished me success in the mixed tag division. There's just one problem with both of those though.

Kris shrugs his shoulders as he moves through the hallway.

Kris: I don't have to use my opportunity at all.

He laughs while shaking his head at the camera.

Kris: I definitely don't have to use it for me and Mikah to work our way up the mixed tag team ranks, and wouldn't roll the dice on something like that even if there was a long line to the top. Mixed tag team matches are risky. I could lose my championship shot without even being the one to lose the match. Why would I wager my once in a lifetime opportunity when Mikah has not been in a ring since having a child?

The camera stops at a crossroads in the hallways, but Kris turns down the hallway to his right, forcing the camera to follow on his left side.

Kris: No... I'm not going to be carrying a briefcase. I'm not going to be taking my shot at anyone for the foreseeable future. I have the rest of the year to pick my spot. I will do it when I am ready. The only thing that all of you could possibly know, is that no matter how or when you think I will use it, you're wrong. That question doesn't have an answer, because I haven't put any real thought into it yet.

Kris stops at a door leading into what we have seen is Mark and Christian's makeshift office for the event.

Kris: For now, Mikah and I are going to go out and win some mixed tag matches, have some fun at a subpar division's expense, and take over just like I did when Jet City arrived on the scene.

He turns to the camera, pulling his hand away from the door.

Kris: ...and I don't need some free shot to make something that easy happen. You'll see.

Kris gives the camera a wink, and then opens and goes through the door as the camera cuts to elsewhere in the arena.




The camera opens up just outside a door labeled as O'Malley's dressing room. It swings open a few moments later and O'Malley walks out, looking frustrated. He closes the door behind him and leans against it, closing his eyes and letting out a sigh. He hears the familiar sound of heels clicking against the floor and when he opens his eyes, he's met by Pussy Willow for a second time this evening.

Pussy: You look like you're having a rough night.

O'Malley: Gee, ye think. Look if yer hear to question me about what ye heard earlier, it's none of yer business. Just somethin' me an' Darcy are discussin'.

Pussy Willow holds up her hands and shakes her head.

Pussy: Hey, like you said. It's none of my business. And I'm not here to question you about your personal life with Darcy. I'm here to question you about Jack Washington.

O'Malley raises an eyebrow.

O'Malley: What about him?

Pussy: Well, you weren't booked this evening, and next week is Jack's King For A Day episode so he holds full booking rights. Do you think he's going to book you?

O'Malley rolls his eyes and shrugs.

O'Malley: Hell if I know. Knowin' that kid, probably not. I think it's clear the only match he's interested in booking next week is himself against Ben Jordan.

Pussy: And you've claimed that's not what you would have done had you won King For A Day. I find that hard to believe still.

O'Malley: I don't expect any of ye to believe me when I say that, but it's the truth. And if ye want more of the truth, well here ye go. Ye know who would have gotten a World Heavyweight Championship match against Ben had I won King For A Day?

Pussy shakes her head, clueless. O'Malley grins as he shocks her yet again with his response.

O'Malley: Griffin Hawkins.

Pussy's jaw drops.

Pussy: You're joking, right? You would have booked Griffin against Ben? Why? The two of you aren't friends.

O'Malley: Well, he's made it quite clear that he wants a shot, and I think he's earned it. Do I think he'd have won it? Nah. Not even close. But he'd have had his shot anyway.

Pussy: And what about you? What match would you have put yourself in?

O'Malley thinks for a moment. It's clear he knows the answer, but he's debating being honest, or keeping it a secret as it doesn't matter at this point.

O'Malley: Ye want the truth?

Pussy nods.

Pussy: It's why I asked...

O'Malley: Alright then. Fine. Originally what I was thinking, was bookin' me against a certain other GO Gym graduate in the main event. But, I had to change me plans because he decided to head on back home after Into The Void.

Cue shocked expression number three from Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Fenris? You...you would have booked yourself against Fenris had you won and he stuck around?

O'Malley nods.

O'Malley: Sure would have. Ain't nothing wrong with a but o' friendly competition. Not only that, but to really see just who the better one between us really is. Needless to say, he made it clear the week before Into The Void happened that he wouldn't be stickin' around afterwards. So...I had to come up with a plan B for what I'd book meself in if I won.

Pussy: I really think you underestimate Fenris. And perhaps overestimate yourself in that situation. But, enlighten me again. What was your plan B?

O'Malley shrugs again and very non-chalantly reveals his second option.

O'Malley: A Roulette Championship match against Kedron. After I found out he won, anyway. Woulda been against Russow had he not buggered off. But Kedron sounds more fun. But that probably would have changed after Into The Void anyway. Because of certain circumstances.

Pussy: So you would have given yourself a championship match regardless. I find it surprising you'd go for the Roulette, though. You're just full of surprises tonight, aren't you?

O'Malley: It's all hypothetical at this point anyway, isn't it, love? I'm standin' here, fightin' me way to glory in SCW, but just...stuck in the middle, huh? Seems like they're linin' up someone else to go against Kedron. Mercer clearly has Vinnie targetting that Internet Championship. As much as I'd love another crack at Benny Boy for the top title, I didn't want to aim too high right away.

Pussy Willow raises an eyebrow and scratches her head.

Pussy: So...where does that leave you, exactly? What are your plans for going forward?

O'Malley: That...is the greatest question of all, love. And the answer...remains to be seen. All in due time, though. All in due time...

O'Malley winks at her, then walks away leaving Darcy behind in the dressing room by herself. Pussy Willow considers knocking and getting a few words with her, but she shakes her head and decides against it.




Christian Underwood is standing backstage in front of a backdrop poster of Summer XXXTreme VIII with a weirded out expression on his face. The "Ganji Guru" aka "Stoner" Scott Oliver is standing beside him with microphone in hand, but he is looking worse for wear; his hair is mussed and clothes disheveled, and he sees to be having nervous ticks from head to toe. Christian does a double take and frowns.

Christian: What the hell is wrong with you?

Poor "Stoner" looks to Christian and visibly twitches.

Stoner: Gabriel and Odette don't **tick** allow smoking at the **twitch** gym!

Christian nods knowingly, then looks into the camera and shrugs. Stoner opts to begin the interview segment, the sooner he does, the sooner it can end.

Stoner: Bossman ... Christian **tic** you said last week you figured out a loophole **tic** to the winners of the Control Your Destiny matches. **twitch**

Christian: Basically. You see, everything everyone said about those matches was one hundred percent accurate. It was perfectly obvious everything Christina or Crystal or -- whatever her name is -- had behind her bookings. She practically handed her wife a title. She made sure the women had a reward that she didn't give the men. Now I am not saying Mark and I are taking anything away from the winners, because like it or not... Crystal ... Roxi ... and Kris? They all won, fair and square. Now Crystal made some noise about wanting Vixen in a match and if she wants to forgo an opportunity at a SCW championship to get that, that's on her. But...

Christian holds up a hand to make a point.

Christian: What she has to realize is this; Vixen might be an SCW legend and Hall of Famer, but she is not under contract to us. So the ball is in Vixen and SCU's court whether or not they accept. I also think this match should take place in SCU, and no I don't think her GRIME Championship should be on the line, since Crystal's win only guaranteed a shot at a SCW title, not SCU or GRIME. And, if she asks for this match officially and Vixen and GRIME refuse, well I think that's on Crystal and she gets no Plan B.

Stoner: Plan B?

Christian: She gets no second choice. She forfeits her chance at getting an SCW title match if her match with Vixen is denied.

Stoner: Is that the loophole?

Christian: No... the loophole is very basic. The contracts stated the winners get a scheduled championship match of their choice. But as for WHEN that match takes place?

He taps a finger to his sternum.

Christian: That decision falls into the hands of Mark and myself. You know...

He winks.

Christian: Keeps certain someone's from trying to force their ways into the Main Events of the Supercards. That is the loophole, and that's that!

Stoner: That's it? We're done?

Christian: We're finished.

Stoner: Oh thank GOD!

And he takes off in a mad sprint off-camera!




Ben and Evie Jordan sit on a sofa backstage, watching the action through the night, their championship belts over their shoulders.

Ben: Ya know, I thought I was gonna end up with someone like Caleb Storms at the supercard or something, but seems like you're not running the only title hungry division around here.

Evie: Seems like everyone and their dog want a title shot.

Ben: Oi, don't give Bear any ideas, or Storms, his dog will be putting his paw print on an open contract soon. We know Kris Ryans can take his shot at any point and I ain't worried. Kinda match I've been hoping for, for a while. He's always a challenge ya know?

Evie: Yeah, but this Washington guy?

Ben frowns as he looks at his wife and shrugs his shoulders.

Ben: I dunno, I mean he's a guy who could be cracking in the future, but now, maybe too soon. I dunno, I mean he's facing me at the right time I guess. I'm not motivated at the moment, I'm a little slack so if ever he was gonna jump in and cause a shock, this would be it.

Evie: Even an unmotivated you is ten times better than this roster.

Ben: Male side of it, women's side is pretty decent but no one's taking that thing off you in a while.

Ben points at the Bombshell World Championship on Evie's shoulder, but before the two can continue, Pussy Willow interrupts.

Pussy: Hey guys!

Evie rolls her eyes.

Pussy: Did you guys hear the news about Summer XXXtreme?

Evie: We're turning the whole arena in to a cruise ship or something?

Pussy: No, about Ben's World Championship defence.

Ben: Nah, when we got here, had some stuff to do, what is it?

Pussy: Griffin Hawkins big announcement was that he has signed an open contract to face you at Summer XXXtreme.

Ben scratches his head and looks towards Evie with a blank look but a smile forms on his face as he jumps on to his feet, clinching his fists and pumping one in the air.

Ben: GET IN!

Pussy looks at Evie who smiles at her.

Ben: See now that is what I'm talking about! I always thought the first match we had, the match on Climax Control was a match that we shoulda been doing on a bigger stage. It was always in my melon that it was way below us doing it on a normal card, so to me, hearing that is a back of the net, in play winner.

Ben looks at Evie.

Ben: I think that motivation struggle I had facing the other fella first, just kicked me up the jacksy. Now I got a reason to be motivated cause I wanna get to that supercard and face a man who has created legacies with championship belts. This is what the fans want, this is pure motivation to get there.

Ben sits down, putting his arm around Evie as the camera cutes elsewhere.




Justin: The following contest is our main event and is for the SCW Mixed Tag Team Titles!!!

"Downtown" strikes up as orange and grey lights float around the arena. Brandon Sludge and Char Kwan step through the curtains as the crowd is going crazy. They walk down the ramp discussing strategies while air high-fiving the other wrestlers. Char slides into the ring as Brandon steps through the ropes. They pose for the crowd before stepping into the corner.

Justin: Currently in the ring are the challengers!! They are the team of Char Kwan and Brandon Sludge!!! Trenton Tigers!!!

"War" By Palisades hits and as we come into the first verse Alex Jones and Johanna Krieger steps out, flanked on either side by Austin James Mercer and Alicia Lukas. They make their way down to the ring and Alicia goes to one side sliding up onto the ring apron as Austin goes to the opposite side, they both step in as Alex and Johanna slide in from the entrance side. Alicia throws the horns in the air as Austin simply smirks confidently. Alex taking the center of the ring as the leader.

Justin: And their opponents!! They are accompanied by Austin James Mercer and Alicia Lukas!! They are Alex Jones and Johanna Krieger!!! The SCW Mixed Tag Team Champions!! Wolfslair!!!

DING DING DING!

The bell has rung as the camera turns towards the ringside area as we see Malachi and Bella Madison can be seen sitting at front row.

Simone: There's some future challengers watching this match with some interest.

The match starts off with Alex Jones and Brandon Sludge, both men circle each other in the ring seizing each other up before locking arms in a collar elbow tieup. Brandon uses his strength to push Alex into a corner of the ring and then starts to flex his muscles to impress Alex. Who just shrugs and smiles as he slowly gets to his feet and motions for Brandon to come closer to him.

Adams: Alex should have known that you cannot match strength with Brandon.

Simone: Perhaps Austin could???

Brandon slowly walks over towards Alex as he is aware of the tricks Alex likes to pull off. Brandon then gets close as this causes Alex to push his upper body through the ropes and tells Drew Patton to back Brandon off. This happens as Brandon tells Alex to bring it as Alex smiles and waves his finger towards him no. Drew has Brandon in a neutral corner as Alex puts his upper body through the ropes again as he is now fully in the ring. Brandon charges in on him and again Alex does the same move, causing Brandon to get annoyed and warning Alex not to be such a coward.

Simone: This is so classic Alex Jones, always annoying.

Adams: Why change a winning formula Belinda???

Drew gets Brandon back into his corner and turns his attention back to Alex, telling him to get out of his corner and get the match started. Causing Alex to walk around the ring and smiles at Brandon, who gets back into his face and the two do another Collar Elbow Tieup and this time Alex gets the upper hand as he hit a knee in the midsection of Brandon. He follows it up with some heavy blows to the back of Brandon before setting him up for an Irish whip, but Brandon reverses it and whips Alex in the ropes in the meantime. Alex gets caught in the center of the ring and gets dropped by an Brandon Spine Buster before covering Alex for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

But Alex kicks out as he sits up, only to have Brandon wrap his massive arm around his chin in a chinlock with his knee into the back of Alex and pulls his head back hard. Drew checks on Alex if he wishes to give in, but he refuses as his hands quickly move to the head of Brandon only to have Drew push his hands away. Alex uses his leg strength to push his body to a standing position while still having Brandon holding on to his face before wrapping his hands around the head of Brandon and dropping him with a Jaw Breaker. This causes Brandon to stagger backwards after letting go off the hold, this gives Alex Jones to run into Brandon and hitting a high knee into the face of Brandon as that drops him hard. Alex goes for the cover.

ONE!

Brandon uses his impressive strength to bench press Alex off of him, causing Alex to look amazed before tagging in Johanna. This forces Char Kwan to enter the ring as well as both men have exited the ring. The two Bombshells charge in at each other, both women grab each other by the head as both of them start to use stiff kicks to their midsections and neither of them back off. Johanna gets the upper hand as she grabs the hair of Char and whips her face first onto the canvas and drops an elbow to the canvas, but Char rolls quickly out of the way and locks the arm of Johanna in an armbar as she attempts to hyper extend the elbow. Drew checks on Johanna whether she wants to give in, but she manages to break free by putting her leg underneath the bottom rope.

Adams: Tough break for the challengers, that was a good way to get some momentum.

Both women get to their feet, Char walks straight into a vicious kick in the midsection and it's followed up by a Spinning heel kick to the side of her head because of the kick earlier in the midsection. This causes Char to drop hard to the canvas before being covered by Johanna.

ONE!

TWO!

Char gets out by getting her shoulder off the canvas, Johanna immediately follows up her attack by sitting on top of Char and driving series of forearms to the face of Char, who tries to put her arms up to block the onslaught. But Johanna still manages to get some blows through to the face of Char, she stops as she has a handful of hair with one hand and seizes her up to drive another forearm into her face. But Char manages to surprise her wrapping her legs underneath the arms of Johanna and uses her leg strength to push her upper body to the canvas. There she has her shoulders on the canvas while grabbing her arms around her waist to attempt a pinning combination.

ONE!

Johanna breaks it up at the count of one as she rolls through and gets up slightly faster than Char as she delivers a stiff knee to the face. Char drops hard on the canvas while holding her face that has received some heavy blows. Johanna grabs Chars hair, pulls her up to her feet ass he ignores the warnings by Drew who follows it up with a five count. Johanna whips Char into the ropes at the count of four and sets her up for the Armdrag into an Armbar combination. Locking the hold in tight as she is attempting to get a submission victory over Char Kwan. Who tries to fight out of it, but she is too far from the ropes. She then attempts to get to a vertical base, slowly managing to get to her feet and stands over Johanna who still has the hold locked in. Char then suddenly hits a vicious kick into the spine and follows it up with a few more, as the final kick allows her to get free as Johanna let go off the hold.

Adams: That was some vicious kicks and blows from both Bombshells!!!

Drew starts to use the ten count on both Bombshells as they are both spend, causing the camera to suddenly move to the ringside area where we suddenly see Mikah and Kris Ryans sitting there.

Simone: Another twosome that have their eyes set for Mixed Tag team Gold Jason.

Drew is at the count of seven when we see Char tagging back in Brandon, this causes both men to run in and start to get it on. Alex ducks a clothesline and hits a Pele Kick to the face of Brandon. This causes the powerhouse to stagger into the corner as we see Alex set him up for a Spear. But Brandon had it scouted as he lifts his big boot to the face of Alex and follows it up by delivering a Pump Handle Slam to the co holder of the tag titles. He then goes for the cover as Drew starts to count.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-

No!! a kick out from Alex at the final moment, this causes Brandon to ask whether it wasn't a three count. Only to have Drew to show that it was still a count of two.

Simone: Tough break!!

Brandon grabs Alex and sets him up for a Full Nelson submission hold, locking his hands tight behind his neck and starts to use his massive arms to try to force a submission over Alex. Drew is checking on if Alex wants to give up, but Alex refuses and uses all of his strength to break the seemingly unbreakable hold that Brandon has on him.

Adams: This could be it!! We could very well have new tag team champions!!!

Alex uses all of his strength to break free from the hold, but Brandon seems to have it locked in too deep for him to break. He starts to drop his head as if he is about to fade away as Drew grabs his wrist and shakes it. He looks around and tells the time keeper to be ready to ring the bell when he tells him to before turning back to both men inside the ring. he grabs the wrist and shakes it once again and shows the sign of two.

Simone: One more time and we could very well indeed have new tag team champions!!

Just when Drew grabs the wrist for the third time it is Alex that surprises Brandon by stomping hard on his foot. He repeats the move several times as this causes the concentration of Brandon to break and the hold slowly gets less and less tight. To the point where Alex can break free and follows it up with a Spinning Neckbreaker. Dropping Brandon as Alex sets himself up for his patented finisher

Simone: The Dragon Sleeps coming up!!!

Grabbing Brandon by the arms as he locks the head between his legs and drops him hard with a Pedigree. He rolls him over and hooks both legs for the pin as Drew starts to use the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winners of this match by pinfall and STILL your SCW Mixed Tag Team Champions!! Alex Jones and Johanna Krieger!!! Wolfslair!!!!!!

Simone: And Wolfslair retain the titles and Alex Jones gets some semblance of payback for the things Brandon said about him during his promo!

Alex and Johanna are handed the title belts and they raise them up high, when Johanna spots Bella and Malachi in the front row and she approaches the ropes and points to the belt and herself! Bella and Malachi stands up and they start shouting back at her!

Adams: And it looks like Bella and Malachi are staking their claims to another title match!

Simone: They're not the only ones! Look!

On the other side of the ring, Alex is jawing with both Kris and Mikah as the two former World Champions are also arguing with the current champion! Then Bella and Malachi notice Kris and Mikah and they start trading words with each other while Alex and Johanna simply -- leave the ring!

Simone: It looks like Kris and Mikah are also staking a claim to the tag team titles and Bella and Malachi are none too happy!

Adams: Mikah has that effect on people.

Simone: And on that note, tune in next week from the Staggs Dungeon for the "King For the Day" edition of Climax Control! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone!

Adams: Byeeeee!

The camera closes out on the arguing between the two mixed tag teams and the screen goes to credits.




THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, Andy, The Lord MK, AJ, Wong, Marge, Gerrit, Annie, Dustin, Mark Cross, Britt, Court, Roxi, Seleana, Mercedes, Todd, Griff, Amber, JJ, Julie, Also again to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!