The Cox Pavilion in Las Vegas, Nevada is alive with energy as the fans of Sin City Wrestling stand and cheer, the cameras pass along the fans, recording and airing them for those watching at home on their computers.
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
The camera passes along fans who hold up signs, supporting their favorite Bombshells and superstars. Justin Decent, announcer for Sin City Wrestling, stands up with the house microphone raised to his lips and he starts to speak;
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Las Vegas, Nevada, and welcome to Climax Control!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: We are just two weeks away from the grand spectacular 'Into the Void' where all championships will be up for grabs and all eyes of the NWA will be on Sin City Wrestling! Now without further ado, please welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The fans cheer as Amanda shuffles out, dressed in a floral print mu, gray wig, nylons rolled down around her knees and wielding a cane. The crowd laughs and applauds as the music for "Livin La Vida Loca" starts playing...
Amanda: I get solicitations for cemetery plots
I hired statisticians to count all my liver spots
Each day a new prescription, more pills keepin' me alive
Got 20/80 vision, I still go out and drive
I might forget a simple task and ask you to explain
I might forget what I just said and then say it once again
You might think that I'm insane (I'm not!)
Shirt's on inside out, I'm havin' a senior moment
Made snacks from puppy chow, having a senior moment
I'm sitting still so long you might think I'm in a coma
It's just all about having a senior moment (Let's nap!)
I'm having a senior moment (Again!)
I'm having a senior moment
Woke up around four-thirty, wasn't sleeping very well
I had some pizza with pepperoni
And now I've got gas, oh what a smell
When you come by to visit, I'll describe my every pain
And I'll be sure to wear Depends, you'll never see a stain
Now please hurry back again (Real soon!)
Left the ice cream out, I'm havin' a senior moment
I can't hear so I shout, havin' a senior moment
I bathe just once a week, that explains the strange aroma
Kissed dog, pet the frau, having a senior moment (Confused!)
I'm having a senior moment
I'm having a senior moment
I'll go out for a walk along the well-marked circle lane
You'll follow me because you know that I'll just get lost again
It's as certain as the rain (I'm wet!)
I locked myself out, just havin' a senior moment
No day goes by without havin' a senior moment
So where am I at now, is this Maine or Oklahoma?
Guess I'll laugh about havin' a senior moment (Ha ha!)
I'm having a senior moment (Once more)
I'm having a senior moment
(These days I gotta gotta watch what I eat)
(Keep my Beano near)
(I'm old!)
I'm having a senior moment
I gotta lotta "what am I doing?" moments
I gotta watch my RLTV
The crowd cheers as Amanda waves her cane menacingly and teeters backwards before catching her balance. She shakes a finger towards the crowd before turning around and shuffling back behind the curtains to applause.
Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to the Cox Pavilion for SCW Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone!
Adams: And I'm Ason Jadams! ... That wasn't right, was it?
Belinda shakes her head in the negative, causing Jason to snap his fingers.
Simone: Tonight we have six matches scheduled! Originally it was seven but the Miles Kasey versus Austin James Mercer match has been postponed until a later date.
Adams: That's all right! Look at what we do have! The "Six Pack of Steel" aka Lachlan Kane kicks things off against El Dark!
Simone: "Six Pack of Steel?" ... Anyway, two men with a vast amount of in-ring knowledge step into the ring against each other when Stephen Callaway goes toe to toe with the "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!
Adams: Amber Ryan drew first blood against Roxi Johnson on board the Sun Princess, but tonight she goes against one of the top rookies in the business, Tallyn!
Simone: A non-title match takes place next when the reigning Roulette Champion O'Malley steps into the ring against the man we THOUGHT was challenging Griffin Hawkins at one point for the World title; Jack Washington! And after what happened last week? O'Malley had best keep his eyes in the back of his head!
Adams: Then we find out WHO challenges Evie Jordan for the World Championship at Violent Conduct VI when we have a nine Bombshell Battle Royal! Kate Steele! Maki! Jessie Salco! Candy! Mercedes Vargas! Andrea Hernandez! Keira Fisher-Johnson! Alicia Lukas! And Bea (In Her Bonnet) Barnhart!
Simone: And then in tonight's Main Event; that very World Championship is put on the line when the reigning champion Evie Jordan defends the gold against Violet Amelia Holt! All this and more on SCW Climax Control!
Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome, the NEW Sin City Wrestling WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION...Alex Jonesss!
The ring is set up with balloons, a table with food and bottles of champagne, the members of wolfslair and also a few women in Wolfslair shirts and shorts clapping. As "War" by Palisades hits. Alex Jones makes his way out from the back with the SCW title around his waist, his hair tied back and a black suit on. He stretches his arms out and confetti gets blasted into the air.
Adams: Oh Give me a damn break
Simone: Show some respect Jason..that is our champion
Adams: He freakin cheated!
Alex makes his way to the ring and Johannaand Alicia push the ropes open for him, Alex steps in and gives them both a hug before high fiving Austin, the music dies down and Alex stands in the middle of the ring, there's some boos from the crowd and Alex undoes the title and raises it in the air before bringing it down onto his shoulder
Alex Jones: It feels so good to be king...
Adams: ....great we have to put up with this now..this is a thing...
Simone: Shut up...the champ is talking
Alex Jones: I seem to remember looking into a camera and telling everyone the reason why I had not taken the spotlight for myself was for the betterment of Wolfslair. So Austijn James Mercer, could step out of his family's shadow and realise his potential. So Alicia Lukas could be the best Bombshells champion this company has ever seen. So Johanna Krieger could burst onto the scene and be a champion right away.
He adjusts the title and looks up with a smirk.
Alex Jones: I didn't do that for thanks or so I could pay myself on the back. No. I did it because I care. I care about the group we have, the culture of victory we have created. I mean, outside of SCW Wolslair members are champions and big names. But just in SCW. As a collective what have we had?. A mixed tag championship, an internet championship, two Bombshells title reigns and two world title reigns. In two years we have taken over sin city wrestling...
Adams: You can't argue with that....unfortunately
Alex walks over and grabs a glass of champagne, he raises it up for a toast, Alicia lifts up a glass of orange juice...since she's working tonight and it would be irresponsible.
Alex Jones: Now, if Griffin Hawkins can locate his balls, I'm sure he would like a rematch, and I'm also sure little Jack Washington, the six foot one balloon animal who looks like he eats steroids for breakfast lunch and dinner, wants a shot too. Well, I will gladly face anyone...ANYONE who wants a shot at this gold. Cause just like Ben Jordan, Fenris and Austin...I will be a fighting champion....but tonight?..well tonight...the champ celebrates!
Adams: ...oh give me a break
Simone: Lighten up Jason it's a party!
Alex downs the champagne as more confetti reigns down as we cut to...good lord anything else...
Simone: It is time for our opening match! El Dark looks to improve on his, frankly, abysmal win/loss record as he takes on Lachlan Kane in tonight's opener!
Adams: El Dark did finally score his first win before Summer XXXTreme but since then he's been back to his losing ways, Lachlan on the other hand is looking to build momentum going forward!
Simone: Let's take it to Justin for tonight's opener!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your opening contest, scheduled for one fall!
The crowd cheer
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your opening contest, scheduled for one fall! In the ring first, from Mexico and weighing in at 230ibs, El Dark!
The masked wrestler raises his arms in recognition of being announced and the crowd boos him, however the boos soon turn to cheers as the lights in the arena cut to black, the speakers come to life with the sound of "You Ain't Ready" by Skillet.
Justin: And his opponent, from Waterford, Ireland, weighing in at 190ibs, he is "The Scrapper" Lachlan Kane!
The lights begin to flash in an array of white and red as smoke fills the entrance stage. Strolling out to an overwhelming chorus of cheers, Lachlan Kane smiles out at the crowd and throws a couple of phantom punches before making his way down the ramp, slapping hands with the fans along the way. He runs up the steel steps and bounces against the ropes on the outside of the ring on the apron's edge before stepping through the ropes into the centre of the ring. He grins again before throwing his hands up to the deafening roar of the crowd. As his music fades away, he takes off his jacket and hands it off to the ring announcer and throws a few more punches to ready himself.
Simone: This should be a true test of El Dark's skills he has the weight advantage on Lachlan, but Lachlan has the better win-loss record.
Adams: Which isn't really saying much sadly.
Jasmine tries to get the two men to shake hands to start the match but whilst Lachlan is all for it, El Dark is having none of it as he clotheslines the Irish Superstar out of his boots prompting Jasmine to call for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: El Dark is trying to seize the early advantage on Lachlan.
Adams: I guess he's sick of the jokes about his win/loss record.
Jasmine tries to get El Dark to back off from Lachlan but the Mexican Superstar isn't listening to the ref as he continues to wail away at Lachlan before backing off a bit to hit the Irish Superstar with a Dropkick whilst he's on his knees, he doesn't stop there however as El Dark follows that up with a pair of running sentons followed by a Springboard Senton from the apron, El Dark finally seems to be satisfied with the beating he's laid down on Lachlan as he goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: El Dark with the first pin of the match and night.
Adams: And Lachlan with the first kickout of the night as well!
El Dark gives Jasmine a disbelieving look but Jasmine asserts that even after all the damage Lachlan has been subjected too it was only a two count, the Mexican Superstar yells some words in Spanish at the referee who only shrugs to indicate that she doesn't understand the language before El Dark picks Lachlan back up only for the Irish superstar to start fighting back, starting with a European Uppercut and then following that up with several punches that back El Dark up to the ropes.
Simone: Lachlan isn't about to let El Dark beat him that easily.
Adams: If he did, he'd never hear the end of it from the rest of the SCW locker room!
Lachlan grabs El Dark's arm and whips him across the ring and as El Dark rebounds Lachlan ducks down for a Back Body Drop only for El Dark to backflip over Lachlan's back before hitting him with an Arm Drag when Lachlan turns around, Lachlan gets back to his feet and El Dark tries for another Arm Drag but this time Lachlan lands on his feet and hits El Dark with a Slingblade in retaliation! Lachlan wastes no time in going for his first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And El Dark gets the shoulder up.
Simone: El Dark is showing a lot of fight tonight.
Adams: More than anyone expected, including Lachlan!
Lachlan looks surprised that one of his signature moves wasn't enough to put away someone with El Dark's terrible win/loss record but Jasmine asserts that it was a fair two count and the match continues, Lachlan picks up El Dark and chops the Mexican Wrestler across the chest forcing El Dark to back up to the ropes where Lachlan goes to hit him with a One-Handed Bulldog but El Dark grabs onto the ropes to stop the attempt causing Lachlan to crash to the matt instead! Lachlan gets back to his feet and gets hit by a Hurricanrana by El Dark.
Simone: Lachlan again got surprised by El Dark there!
Adams: And El Dark is going for the pin on Lachlan!
ONE!
TWO!
And Lachlan gets the shoulder up! El Dark is on his hands and knees at this point and argues with Jasmine over a slow count through body language alone but Jasmine is none of it and orders El Dark to resume the match, this decision gets made for El Dark by Lachlan who grabs El Dark from behind in a wastelock and El Dark senses this and spins around with a back elbow, Lachlan ducks the back elbow attempt and counters it with a Northern Lights Suplex and the pin attempt!
ONE!
TWO!
And El Dark still manages to get the shoulder up.
Simone: If I didn't know any better, I'd say El Dark was fighting for his job!
Adams: It wouldn't surprise me if Lachlan were thinking the same thing as you Belinda!
Both men are down for the moment and Jasmine starts applying her ten count to both El Dark and Lachlan Kane, by thee time her count reaches seven El Dark is the first to his feet and Lachlan soon follows though it is El Dark that makes the first move as he charges across the ring with a Clothesline attempt which Lachlan not only ducks under but counters into a Hammerlock DDT that plants El Dark in the middle of the ring! Lachlan goes for another pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And El Dark reverses it into a pin of his own.
ONE!
TWO!
And Lachlan gets the shoulder up! El Dark has apparently had enough of this match and he calls for his finisher.
Simone: Err, I think El Dark just called for his finisher.
Adams: That would be the Straight to Dark Flatliner, but we haven't seen it that often
El Dark goes for the Flatliner but Lachlan drops down and rolls El Dark away from him, El Dark gets back to his feet but gets sent flying by a Shotgun Dropkick leaving El Dark in a prime position for Lachlan to set him up for his own finisher.
Simone: The Loch Down! Lachlan hits it!
Adams: Stick a fork in El.........wait, no, Lachlan's not done yet!
Rather than go for the pin Lachlan picks up El Dark and just for good measure he hits him with the Dying Breed.
Simone: Now you can say it!
Adams: Stick a fork in El Dark, he's done!
Lachlan goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here's your winner, "The Scrapper" Lachlan Kane!
Simone: Lachlan picks up the win in the opener, but you can't take anything away from the effort put forward by El Dark!
Adams: Whoever faces Lachlan next had better watch out!
Lachlan celebrates his win whilst Jasmine checks on El Dark.
Simone: This seems to be a running theme with Jessie and Maki as of late.......
Adams: Oh god, what has that creepy woman done now?!
Simone: .......... but there was an incident before the show, I can't really describe it so we may as well show you.
The titantron shows the caption "earlier today" before we cut to the driveway of Jessie's Las Vegas home where we see Jessie approaching her brother's car ready to hop in the backseat before she freezes.
Jessie: Oh, for fuck's sake!
We pan over to see Maki standing in front of the car, Jake sees this and ushers Jessie into the car before honking his horn several times.
Jake: She's not budging an inch!
Shane: Jess, do you have any ideas?
Jessie: Run her over!
Shane: Yeah great idea............wait, what?!
Jake: .........excuse me, what?!
Jessie: You heard me!
Jake: Do you want me to lose my license?!
Shane: Not to mention criminal charges!
Jessie: I can't afford to be late for Climax Control after I missed last week's show, run her over! After all the shit I did to her after the Sam Marlowe match do you really think being hit by a car will phase her?!
Shane (who's in the passenger seat) and Jake share a look before Jake shakes his head before stepping on the pedal, Maki doesn't move an inch and predictably she goes right over the car and lands face up behind the car.
Shane: Welp, there goes your SCW career, and the life you had before your criminal record!
Jake: And my license.
Jessie: I'm going out to check on her.
The boys don't bother to object (mostly because Jessie doesn't give them a chance to do so) before she exits the car to check on Maki. As Jessie goes out to check on the fallen Maki she hears a banshee wail and then Maki lifts her head up, her eyes are black, her face is covered in blood and black ooze is falling out of the corners of her mouth. Her limbs are broken and in unequal positions and her head is broken to one side. Then the audible cracks are heard as Maki cracks her bones back into position one by one and the whole time staring at Jessie, one hand reaching for her and crawling towards her. Jessie runs back in the car and slams the door shut.
Jessie: Jake, drive now!
Jake: Oh, so you want to throw in hit and run AND driving away from the scene of an accident?
Shane: Didn't think I'd say this in this situation but look behind you man!
Jake does so and upon seeing Maki in her current form slams onto the gas pedal and speeds away, however a dark hand with very long fingernails pulls Jessie's face to the left and she screams and realises Maki is sitting next to her in the backseat.
Daniela: You cannot get away from Daniela that easily. Your soul is mine. Time to reap what you sow.
She laughed hysterically and then licked the side of Jessie's face and was gone leaving Jessie alone.
Jake: Jessie, what the hell have you gotten yourself into?!
Jessie: Your asking me?!
Shane: Why do I feel like a character in a horror movie right now?
We cut back to the arena where we see Jason looking as pale as a ghost whilst Belinda tries to keep her cool.
Simone: Not even that incident was enough to keep Jessie away from tonight's Number One Contender Battle Royal and for the record, the bosses aren't going to the police with the tape of this incident.
Adams: I need to change my underwear, be right back!
Jason leaves the announce desk as the scene fades.
The camera opens backstage upon Seleana Zdunich looking relatively somber. She nods slowly, her Eddie Walker t-shirt standing out next to her blue jeans and Nikes.
Seleana: Tonight, I am here to watch, to take in the competition. I know there are many keen to see me fail in my endeavours.
She pauses, shrugging.
Seleana: I am used to this...
She cannot help but nod slightly in acknowledgement.
Seleana: Whether it is SCW, SRW, WWA, WWR or Hybrid Unleashed, I hear the same things repeatedly. People speak ill of my wife, they speak ill of my family's past, they question my judgment for even entering this sport and other life choices!
A wagging finger greets the viewer in response.
Seleana: But I stand before you right now holding gold in several of these companies and I say my life choices have worked well for me. In three years' time, I have gone from nothing to a multi-time champion no matter what is chirped at me by outsiders with small minds and I will continue to do so because it is what I do.
Seleana nods again, this time pointedly.
Seleana: I am Seleana Zdunich and I am keen to see what you all can do!
Roxi is shown backstage sitting with Keira, as she warms up for her battle royal match.
Roxi: You can do this. I believe in you.
Roxi smiles as Keira gets further into the zone, doing some push-ups, and then standing up.
Keira: I will do my best.
Roxi smiles, but her head turns towards the door, and she stands up. Keira is confused by Roxi's actions, which looks like she is almost possessed.
Keira: What is it?
Roxi doesn't answer at first, but she sighs, and turns towards Keira.
Roxi: Don't worry. I've just got something I need to take care of. You just focus on your match. I'll be right back.
Keira: Where are you going?
Roxi turns and walks to the door, turning back with a focused look.
Roxi: I've got some work to do.
Roxi winks at Keira, giving Keira a little solace as Roxi exits the room. Keira stands there for a moment, then goes back to doing some squats, continuing to warm up.
Maki: Little by little the dominoes stand erect, knowing fall well at the slightest little breeze, the smallest slice of oxygen can send them tumbling down. You all have the same belief that you will stand tall but alas it is not just your own momentum that will send you crashing over the top rope but also the wind of fate that points directly into my path.
Melissa Aki was staring at her reflection and she saw that demonic entity in her form, with the black veined face, the blood spilling from its eyes. Daniela The Demoness. She had already done her worst to tease Jessie Salco today but for her time was not linear. Sometimes she just stood and stared. For Melissa just seeing Daniela brought out this anger inside of her but not at the demoness. That thing brought this side out of her and she felt such a strong desire to maim her fellow contenders tonight.
Maki: You all sit there at home, waiting eagerly, digesting all the moronic comments from the so-called superstars. You all have your own little list of who will go out first or who will eliminate who and you all place your vulgar bets on it. Listen up jackarses and really pay attention. I have my sets on decimating Jessie Salco but it does not mean I will forsake the chance of facing that guttersnipe who somehow managed to defeat Alicia Lukas twice. I want to face Evie and I want to stuff her in a blender and devour the smoothie made out of her organs. Do I look like some kind of reckless neanderthal like Mercedes Vargas? I would never take my eye off the prize because tonight is not about Jessie and I. It's all about that arse clown Evie. She always has to make everything about her!
Daniela pressed her blood stained eyes against the glass and Maki took a step back. She was unusually quiet tonight. Maybe being run over did that to a Demon. There are no rules with those weird creatures.
Maki: Daniela. I do not need you tonight. You did well when invading the dreams and nightmares of Salco but tonight is about more than this blood feud. It is about proving myself. Everyone always writes me off. Every single damn one of you imbeciles has written me off. I have heard your incoherent ramblings and the common theme is that I shall be taken out of the equation with ease. Keep on thinking that because it shows your failings without any need of a hand from me. Let me make this crystal, and I am not talking about the bottom feeding tit for brains here, I am the one you all are scared of. Two of you I have already beaten. Vargas cannot beat me if I was unconscious. Steele and Lukas are the ones to watch out for but their bloody egos always get in the way of their talent. When Alicia doesn't let the hype get to her she is one of the best in the world and she never believed she would ever lose to me until she did. I welcome us sparring and seeing who is the one that can qualify to face Evie. I am motherjamming unpredictable which is why you cast aspersions against my chances and also is the reason why I will win.
Oh and Evie you better hope some accident happens that stops me from winning because otherwise I am going to give you an orgasm with my barb wire gloves! You think I flirt with you? Wait until you see how dangerous that is. Even if I do not win I still want a title. Any title. I will find Evie or I will find Seleana and take you out. That is a god damn fact!
She stopped for a moment as Daniela was slamming her fists against the inside of the mirror. Melissa knew Daniela was primed and ready to take all their souls and part of her thought this wouldn't be a bad move. She couldn't allow her to, though, this was not about Daniela and souls. This was about proving once again why she was signed and why she was on a tear and defeated that stupid Marlow bitch. Show the world who you really are.
She planned on doing just that. With that she walked away from the mirror and we were left with the sight of a snarling Daniela within the glass, blood pouring from her mouth as we cut away quickly
The camera gets a shot of Bill Barnhart walking down the hallway in the backstage area as he is on his way to the staging area to be ready to make his entrance for his match. Bill comments as he walks and the cameraman keeps up with him.
Bill: Tonight you will see something you don't see often in the sport of wrestling. I will face a wrestler everyone is raving over and defeat him so quickly that he probably won't be able to remember entering the ring. Stephen Callaway may have grabbed the attention of some people but he hasn't been able to grab a Championship and for damn sure the only thing he gets from me is a beat down!
Bill keeps walking and commenting as he gets closer to the staging area.
Bill: The insect known as Stephen Callaway is just a short time away from possibly being put out of wrestling permanently. I know it would be a shame to watch a talented and fairly successful wrestler have to go into retirement but that is not my concern. I'm not here to care about how other wrestlers feel. I'm here to get the job done even if it destroys opponents and sends them into retirement.
When Bill arrives at the staging area he waves the camera away and the cameraman moves away looking for others to get a shot of with his camera.
Justin brings the microphone to his lips.
Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...
Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his wife and Manager, Bea Barnhart, who is leading their English Bulldog Iris by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar. When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The three make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to Bea so she can keep watch on it until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.
Justin: Introducing, from Lawrenceville Georgia, "The Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!
Simone: Bill Barnhart is out here with wife Bea for moral support.
Adams: Let's hope that she brings him luck considering who his opponent is. Speaking of...
Justin: And his opponent, from Hamilton, South Lanarkshire, Stephen Callaway!
"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.
Adams: Stephen Callaway just walked right by Bill and totally ignored him.
Simone: And from the look on Barnhart's face, he is going to make him pay for that.
Jacob Summers signals for the bell as Stephen jumps down from the turnbuckle.
Simone: Here we go Jason!
DING DING DING!
Bill moves to the middle of the ring where Stephen Callaway saunters over. Bill doesn't give him any time to react as he takes him out of his boots with a clothesline. Stephen rolls to the ropes as Bill snarls at him. Stephen uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet and then steps up to Bill whose snarl turns into a smirk as the pair lock up. Callaway manages to leverage the big man backwards into the corner before Jacob Summers comes in to tell him to break the hold. Stephen leans back slowly tying Bill's arms up. Pushing against the chest of Barnhart, Callaway is able to avoid the grab from Bill and then grabbing his wrist, he twists himself under the arm of Bill before whipping him across the ring with an irish whip. Bill bounces off the turnbuckles in the corner, exploding out with a clothesline that Callaway manages to evade as he rushes in and then leaping on the middle turnbuckles, he hits a meaniesault on Bill that brings both men to the mat. Stephen quickly grabs a leg for a pin attempt by Bill presses him off easily. Callaway rolls to his feet and charges into a shoulder block from Barnhart that drives the air from his lungs. Callaway moves along the ropes gasping for breath as Bill rises and stalks towards him. Grabbing him by the arm, Bill locks in a hammer lock that has Callaway up on his tiptoes as he moves to get out of the hold.
Adams: Stephen Callaway is locked into a hammerlock that Bill is known for with very little chance of escape.
Stephen tries to roll under the hold and manages to reverse the hammerlock on Bill who rolls through and then relocks on the hammerlock. Stephen manages to fight his way to the ropes and force a break by putting his leg through the ropes. Bill refuses to release the hold so Jacob Summers begins a five count that Bill counts with him. Finally at four, Bill releases the hold and then backs away with his hands in the air like he was innocent. Stephen shakes his arm trying to get some feeling into it. Bill moves forward only to have Jacob stop him as Stephen is still in the ropes. Callaway pulls himself into the ring as Bill charges towards him. Callaway drops pulling the top rope down as Barnhart attempts a shoulder block. Barnhart goes flying over the ropes to land on the outside against the barricade. Stephen pulls himself up then seeing Bill getting slowly to his feet, he charges to the opposite ropes then leaps onto the top turnbuckle to take Bill out once more with a plancha. The two men are down on the outside recovering as Jacob moves to the ropes and begins his ten count. At four both men are stirring and as Jacob reaches eight, Bill is staggering to the ring and rolling under the bottom rope to stop the count. Rolling back to the outside, Barnhart picks up Callaway and attempts to whip him into the steel steps but Callaway reverses and Bill is sent over the ringsteps.
Simone: Bill hitting the steel hard. Those ringsteps are not forgiving at all Jason.
Bea rushes to her husband as Stephen rolls into the ring where Jacob stops the count then moves over to where the Barnharts are standing to start another ten count. Bill is helped to his feet by Bea who helps him onto the apron. Bill rolls into the ring where he is caught by the foot by Callaway who rolls him into a half crab and sits back on it. Bill puts his hands on the canvas and pushes himself up to relieve the pressure of the hold as Callaway leans back into it. Jacob asks Bill if he submits but Barnhart shakes hie head no and grabs at Summers who backs away warning him not to. Bill drops to the canvas and holds his head before he once more reaches out to the ropes then fights to pull himself close enough to grab them. A last ditch effort sees him clutch the bottom rope as Jacob warns Stephen to release the hold. Stephen shakes his head negatively and arching back even more, he falls off balance which allows Bill to escape the hold by powering out past the pain. Callaway rolls with the escape and then moves to Barnhart to pull him to his feet and whip him across the ring. Without letting go, Callaway instead takes Bill off his feet with a short armed clothesline. Bill hits the mat but rolls close to the ropes to avoid a pin.
Adams: Bill is very aware of his ring position Belinda.
Simone: Yes he is and that is a good thing because it is looking like Stephen Callaway has his number. He needs to do something to turn this around.
Jacob warns Callaway off as he checks on Bill who is slowly pulling himself up by the ropes. In frustration, Stephen turns his back on Barnhart who takes advantage with a bull dog that drives the face of Stephen into the canvas. Callaway's hands immediately cover his face as he kicks and rolls on the canvas while Bill is rolling to his hands and knees and then turning to see Callaway reaching for the rope and pulling himself upward. Grabbing the hand not holding the ropes, Bill attempts to whip Stephen across the ring but the scot holds onto the ropes to prevent it. Bill angrily slams his shoulder into the body of Callaway which causes him to release the ropes. Bill whips Stephen across the ring and then doubles him over with a kick to the midsection. Pulling the head of Callaway between his knees, Barnhart pulls the body of Stephen upward then drops him with a piledriver that has Callaway in a lump on the mat. Rolling over, Bill grabs the limp body of Stephen and rolls it over. Grabbing the leg, he makes a pin but Stephen is able to barely kick out at two. Bill drives his forearm into the cheek of Callaway and attempts another pin but Stephen kicks out at two once more. Frustrated, Bill gets up and pulls Callaway to a vertical base then once more whips him off the ropes to catch him with a sleeper hold that has Callaway fighting to escape.
Simone: It looks like the Sweet Dreams sleeper hold that Bill uses to great advantage Jason. Stephen needs to get out of it now.
Adams: I have got the feeling that it isn't going to happen Belinda.
Stephen is windmilling his arms as he fights the effects of the hold. Bill continues to deepen the hold as the windmilling gets slower. Stephen slumps to his knees still fighting the hold. Bill leans over more as he has the hold locked in tight. Callaway is held up by Bill as Jacob checks on him. Raising the hand of Stephen, he watches as it flops down. Holding up one finger he motions the count. Summers again raises the hand of Callaway only to have it drop a second time. The motions to the time keeper a two count then once more lifts up the arm of Callaway. It hovers for a moment before falling a third time. Jacob motions for the bell as Bill is urged to let the hold go. Barnhart releases it as Callaway slumps to the mat where he is checked by Summers who helps him towards the ropes slightly as he manages to get air into his lungs.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Bill Barnhart!
Bea enters the ring and holds up her husband's arm in victory as Jacob continues to help Callaway fight off the affects of the sleeper hold. Bea and Bill Barnhart exit the ring and make their way up the ramp celebrating the win as Raise your Glass plays over the venue.
Adams: Bill Barnhart with the win tonight.
Simone: But Stephen Callaway put up a hell of a fight. I don't think that this will be the last time we see these two in a match Jason.
Adams: I totally agree and maybe next time, the one on one will be for a title.
At the top of the ramp, Bill and Bea turn to see Stephen Callaway exiting the ring and they taunt him before heading backstage.
Backstage Sam Marlowe can be seen walking along the hallway towards catering when she is stopped by her friend Pussy Willow, conveniently right in front of the SCW logo where interviews are held.
Pussy Willow: Last week Sam you went out into the ring and in effect, pulled yourself out of contention for the Bombshell title. I have to ask...WHY!?!
Sam smiles as she puts a hand on the shoulder of Pussy as if in sympathy.
Sam Marlowe: Yes, yes I did Pussy and I had a very good reason to. See, I just don't want it right now. Matter of fact, it is something that is not even on my radar if you ask me. See, I have beaten Evie before and I know that should I challenge her, I will beat her again. And we both know that if I did that, too many people will read things into it. So rather than deal with the drams I know it will cause, I am going to set my sights on something else that has until now, eluded me. And that is the Internet title which is currently held by Myra Rivers.
Pussy Willow: That's right, last week she defended that title against Kate Steele and retained the belt. I also saw on social media that Myra was going to speak of my challenge from last week and I can't wait to hear what she has to say.
Sam Marlowe: You and me both Pussy. I mean I would love to challenge her for the belt but I would also love to challenge her without the belt. I have seen people come into SCW and she is one of the ones that came in with a purpose. I liked watching her matches and I know that the challenge she would present would really give me insight into just how good I am getting on my return to the ring after my injury.
Pussy nods as Sam looks towards the catering table where bottles of water can be seen. Swallowing slightly, she once more turns her eyes to Pussy.
Sam Marlowe: You know, tonight is going to be interesting for sure and I can't wait to see what Myra has to say about my challenge so if you don't mind Pussy, I am going to grab some water and then go and watch the show with the fans. It has been great talking with you tonight.
Without waiting, Sam once more pats Pussy on the shoulder then disappears out of the camera's view leaving Pussy to watch her go.
We are backstage in Amber Ryan's locker room as she quietly wraps her fists in preparation for her match. She peers up as she notices a small object on the floor. She stands up and marches towards it, and it's a folded piece of paper. Amber quickly pulls the door open to try and find the person responsible, but there is no one in sight in the hallway. Amber shuts the door and picks up the paper, unfolding it and reading the contents.
Amber: Smile.
Amber nods and a small smirk crosses her face. She checks her wraps one last time before heading out the door again, stopping to ball the paper up.
Amber: Smile.
Amber tosses the paper behind her, but it's caught out of the air by Roxi, standing behind Amber. Amber is startled for a second, but she almost senses that Roxi is there and turns her head to see her. Roxi holds the paper up so Amber can see it.
Roxi: You never know who's watching.
Roxi walks past Amber, and eventually out of sight. Amber regains her knowing sly grin and nods.
Amber: Message received. It's about time.
Amber walks towards the ring for her match.
We cut backstage to find Alicia Lukas and Johanna Krieger talking. SCW interviewer Pussy Willow walks up with a microphone to talk to Alicia who looks annoyed.
Pussy Willow: Alicia can I get a moment with you?
Alicia shakes her head and rolls her eyes before looking over at Johanna
Alicia Lukas: I'm a bit busy right now, but why don't you talk to Johanna..she had more interesting things to say than me..
Pussy Willow goes to interject but Johanna steps forward and looks menacingly at the interviewer
Johanna Krieger: Over here princess. Can I ask you a question? I mean, you do this professionally but I think it might be fun to switch rolls for a minute...
Pussy Willow: Uh...sure I-
Johanna Krieger: There's a huge match tonight right? It's supposed to have the best talent available. Winner of this battle royal faces Evie Jordan for the title. So, my question is, why is Jesse Salco in this match and I'm not?
There is an awkward silence, Pussy Willow stammers over her words and Johanna simply continues.
Johanna Krieger: Now, I'm one of those people who believes Alicia is being to hard on herself and she deserves this shot. But why is Jesse Salco there?. Why is Kate Steele there? Why is Keiora there? Or Mercedes?. I have just spent the last four months as a champion and then in my first big singles challenge I beat a woman who is supposed to be a legend nin not only SCW just the wrestling world Yet...I'm not in that battle royal am I?....it appears as if I'm not taken seriously...am I Pussy?
Pussy Willow: I don't know how to answer that
Krieger leans in close, her eyes meeting Pussy Willows as Jo sneers
Johanna Krieger: Of course you don't...
Johanna lunges at Pussy causing her to scream and flinch, Johanna just shakes her head and shoves passed her.
The cameras come into focus and as they do we are treated to the sight of Kate Steele and...
Teddy: WHAT IS HAPPENING EVERYBODY?! THE INTERNET CHAMPION IS HERE!!!!!!!
Teddy shows up bursting through the doors as he holds the Internet Championship high into the air. He smiles as he looks over at his wife.
Kate: That's right and I am his wife Kate Steele. Tonight is a great night because I am going to be competing in a huge Battle Royal match in which the winner will go on to face whoever the World Bombshell Champion is at Violent Conduct and as important as that is Teddy and I have something else we wish to announce.
Teddy smiles as he kisses his wife as he adjusts his championship and looks at his wife.
Teddy: Now all over Twitter it seems like teams have been coming out the woodwork to make a name for themselves as if they are important. The mixed tag team division is a very strong one indeed but it seems to be limited in how many teams there are.
Kate: Some of those teams just want all of the glory to themselves and they just want the publicity among other things but you know some others want to do other things.
Teddy: The Trenton Tigers wanted to make a challenge to help elevate the division.
Kate smiles in return.
Kate: Now if you want a challenge TrentonTigers seek no further than the married couple of my husband and I. We haven't managed to really win any mixed tag team matches but we know that together the two of us could probably do something amazing.
Teddy: We have already accomplished singles stuff so let's build the division showcase that there are many more teams that are actually within the division.
Kate: Maybe build something so more people wish to join!
Teddy grins.
Teddy: Anyway challenge accepted!
With that Teddy and Kate smile at one another as we go to elsewhere.
The cameras pan backstage and find Jessie Salco, warming up for her number one contenders over the top rope battle royal match up later tonight. As the cameras pan in on her face, they can see that she is a million miles away in her mind as her focus must be on her match.
Adams: Jessie is looking focused tonight.
Simone: I'm surprised she isn't hiding from Maki.
As Jessie continues to stretch, the sound of heels clicking against the concrete steals the camera's attention as they now pick up on the World Bombshell Champion, Evie Jordan walking up behind Salco.
Adams: Look out Jessie.
Simone: If Evie was going to attack Jessie, she wouldn't be strolling around backstage in six inch heels.
Jessie turns just as Evie comes to a stop behind her, Salco almost jumps out of her skin as she looks up at the Bombshell Champion. However, she doesn't back away as she stands up straight and gives off a nervous little smile.
Jessie: Can I help you?
Jessie slaps her hands on her hips, as Evie just looks down at her with a wicked smirk.
Evie: Can you help me? Does it look like I need your help?
Evie couldn't help but laugh, as Jessie screwed her face up.
Evie: I just wanted to come by and wish you the best of luck tonight...
She smirked sarcastically while Jessie looked at her confused.
Evie: I mean, you're going to need it the most... I've seen the way Maki renders you shitness...
The devil's smile was back on her face, as Jessie took a step forward she was about to give Evie a piece of her mind but before she could utter a single word, Evie had cut her off.
Evie: Speaking of Maki...
The Aussie pointed behind Jessie, who instantly went pale and slowly turned around. Maki wasn't there, and Jessie soon learns that it was just a horrible joke Evie had played on her.
Evie: You really are a little bitch, aren't you?
Turning back around, Jessie is greeted with a slap of motivation on her back by Evie as she walks away.
Jessie: I fucking hate you Evie.
Jessie called out, Evie doesn't even turn around to reply, she just shouts back.
Evie: Join the cue, little lamb.
The scene fades back to ringside.
In the ring, Drew Patton can be seen waiting for the match to be introduced.
Simone: Our next match is set to be an interesting match.
Justin Decent moves to the ring and climbing the ring stairs, he slides between the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring.
Adams: I can't wait to see what is going to happen Belinda.
Justin:The following contest is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...
Pulsing, red lights rolls over the crowd like a tide to the opening echoing chords of 'Roots' by In This Moment. Maria Brink's vocals seem to summon a familiar response from those who know what to expect. Those who don't, well they seem to follow the lead.
Most cheer in anticipation, but there are few who still jeer due to affiliations or just the fickle nature of a wrestling crowd on any given night. Atop the ramp, the lithe silhouette of the Distorted Angel seems to have materialised, soaking up the crowds reaction and energy. Fans reach out for acknowledgement and wave signs in the same way that others lean out over the rail as much as they dare to yell expletives and empty threats- some get a perceptive nod, a sly wink or perhaps even a kiss blown in sarcasm towards the most derisive.
Justin: From Atlantic City New Jersey...Amber Ryan!
Fluidly, Amber circles the ring- beelining for a camera person before trying to mess with them or talking some shit down into the camera lens.
Slipping under the rope, Amber doesn't call for fanfare nor adulation, just making her way to the closest turnbuckle so that she might leisurely perch herself on the top with hands clasped and elbows resting on her knees in rather non-plussed outside of the trademark sly smirk seemingly ever-present on her features.
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. She stops at the bottom of the ramp and places her hands on her hips before looking to her left and then to her right before she walks to her right and walks around the right side of the ring. She picks a side and hops up onto the edge of the ring, sitting for a moment with one foot on the ring and one dangling before standing up and dipping down low under the middle rope and getting into the ring. She steps into the middle of the ring and just smirks, her hands back on her hips.
Justin: From Orlando Florida...Tallyn!
Adams: Quite the match up...Tallyn who is still trying to find her feet here in SCW and Amber Ryan who has found her feet and used them to kick the crap out of Roxi Johnson.
Simone: I hope Tallyn is ready to defend herself because it looks like Amber is ready to beat her down.
Both women look across the ring at each other before moving to the center of the ring where Drew talks to them about how he wants a clean match.
Simone: Drew laying down the law. But will Tallyn and Amber listen to it?
Adams: I would hope so, Drew just called for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Tallyn and Amber begin to circle in the middle of the ring before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up that Tallyn uses to turn Amber into a headlock. Amber pushes against Tallyn sending her into the ropes. Bouncing off, Tallyn runs through Amber knocking her to the mat. Tallyn looks down at the bombshell then rushes towards the opposite ropes. She rebounds as Amber throws herself to the mat forcing Tallyn to leap over her. Amber gets to her feet as Tallyn rebounds off the ropes. Tallyn runs right into a yakuza kick from Amber sending her staggering backwards against the ropes. Amber follows her in to push her towards the corner where she forces her backwards with strikes until Tallyn slowly drops in the corner. Amber backs away before running in to hit Tallyn with a knee. Drew rushes in and forces Amber back before checking on Tallyn. The young bombshell rolls out of the ring and leans against the apron as Amber watches her. Smirking, Amber rushes the ropes opposite Tallyn and then slides in with a baseball slide that sends Tallyn towards the barricade but she is able to save herself from damage by putting her hands on the metal. Amber gets to her feet and then towards Tallyn only to have a dropkick stop her in her tracks. Tallyn gets up and reaches down for Amber to pull her to her feet. Leaning up against the barricade, she smirks at Amber then face plants her on the steel steps.
Adams: That had to hurt Belinda. Tallyn is showing a vicious side right now.
Amber stumbles away from Tallyn making space between the two bombshells. Tallyn follows her as Drew makes his ten count. Ryan rolls into the ring quickly followed by Tallyn who is surprised by Amber who drops a quick leg drop on the back of Tallyn's neck. Laid out on the mat, Tallyn clutches her head as Amber backs away and pulls herself up on the middle turnbuckle. Tallyn is on her hands and knees slowly getting to her feet as Amber launches herself off the turnbuckle with a double stomp. Tallyn rolls to the side. Amber lands flat footed on the mat then rolls through as Tallyn looks on with a look of anger on her face. Getting to her feet she charges at Amber who has risen to her feet. Both women start to throw lefts and rights as the few fans cheer. Amber begins to hit Tallyn more and more as she forces her back into the corner with hard lefts and rights. Tallyn tries to fight back but Amber is too strong as she gets Tallyn against the turnbuckles. Tallyn is able to cover her head to protect it as Drew moves to Amber and tells her to move away. Amber grudgingly moves back as Tallyn uncovers her head. Drew motions for the match to continue and Amber rushes in which makes Tallyn ducks quickly between the ropes yelling at Drew to make Amber back away. Drew gets between the two.
Simone: Tallyn having the ring presence to get between the ropes forcing Drew to save her.
Amber angrily moves back as Tallyn motions for her to back away completely. Once Amber is mid ring, Tallyn once more straightens up and then begins to pace around Ryan who watches her opponent closely. Tallyn moves into the middle of the ring and taunts Amber before leveling her with a hard slap to the face. Amber's hand goes to her lip to check on it then she charges at Tallyn who leaps and takes her to the mat with a lou thesz press that has Amber on the mat. Tallyn begins to rain down strikes at the head of Ryan who covers up then kicks up with her knee into the back of Tallyn who arches in pain. This gives Amber enough leverage to push Tallyn to the side then rolls to her feet. Amber gets to her hands and knees close to the ropes. Tallyn moves closer and grabbing the arm, locks in an armbar that drops Amber to the mat in pain. Tallyn tightens the hold as Amber reaches out for the bottom rope. Drew is checking on Amber who shakes her head no when asked if she submits. Fighting to her side, she reaches for the bottom rope with a foot and manages to get it over the rope. Drew taps Tallyn on the shoulder. Tallyn gets to her feet and raises her hands in victory as Amber rolls to the outside to lean against the apron as she shakes out her arm to release the pain.
Adams: It looks like Tallyn thinks she has beaten Amber here tonight.
Simone: I feel bad for Drew who has to tell her that she hasn't won at all.
Drew reaches up and pulls the arm of Tallyn down and tells her that she hadn't won. Tallyn shakes her head and points at Drew to tell him she indeed win. Tallyn once more holds her hands up as she walks away from Drew who reaches up and pulls her hands down again. Tallyn is close to the ropes and is taken off her feet by Amber and pulled to the outside. She screams as Ryan pulls her out to let her land on her back on the floor. Grabbing at her head, she covers it as Amber is on her feet and walking to the head of Tallyn where she reaches down and pulls the bombshell up by the hair. Grabbing her arm, she whips her into the steel ringpost back first. Tallyn drops to her knees with her back arched in pain. Amber smirks as she moves to Tallyn and then catching her by the arm, she pulls it around the ringpost and then putting her foot against the steel, she yanks hard on the arm forcing the shoulder of Tallyn into the steel painfully. Tallyn cries out as she puts her hand against the steel trying to push away from it. Amber shakes her head then wraps the arm around the steel with a whipping motion. Tallyn pulls the arm against her chest and staggers away from the ringpost with Amber in pursuit. In the ring, Drew is at eight as Tallyn rushes to roll into the ring to escape Amber.
Simone: Amber has really punished Tallyn for thinking that she won the match. I don't envy the young bombshell at all.
Amber rolls under the bottom rope and then stalks towards Tallyn who is bent over cradling her arm against her chest. Leaping over her back, Amber locks in a side headlock then drops backwards with a facebuster DDT that lays out Tallyn om the mat. Amber rolls the downed Tallyn over and grabs her leg. Drew drops to make the count but Tallyn kicks out at a desperation two. Amber glares at Patton who holds up two fingers. Amber pulls Tallyn to her feet. The young bombshell sways as she tries to get back into the match. Amber whips the semi conscious Tallyn into the ropes then kicks her in the midsection. Doubled over, Tallyn is pulled in and then has one arm pulled up into an underhook. Desperately, Tallyn straightens enough to cause Amber to hit the mat. Tallyn moves away but Amber rolls towards her and then catching her foot, she rolls Tallyn off her feet and locks in her finisher. Tallyn arches in pain and screams as she reaches desperately for the ropes. Drew is there to ask her if she submits however Tallyn puts her head in her hands as she attempts to fight the pain. Amber arches slightly which has Tallyn in worse pain and tapping out quickly.
Simone: Amber has Tallyn in a world of hurt Jason.
Adams: And from the looks of it, she isn't going to let her go.
Drew signals for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Amber Ryan!
Adams: Amber Ryan winning tonight by submission.
Simone: And what a win Jason. Tallyn is going to be walking funny for a while after being locked into that submission hold.
Amber releases Tallyn then mounts the turnbuckles to celebrate as Drew helps Tallyn to the ropes where she is crying with the pain as she rolls herself out of the ring then limps up the ramp to the entrance. In the ring, Amber moves across it to the opposite turnbuckle continuing to celebrate as her music plays.
The camera goes backstage to see Evie Jordan with her World Bombshell Championship watching the fallout of the match between Tally and Amber.
Simone: Evie did say she was going to keep a close eye on all the bombshells tonight.
Adams: Her focus should be on the battle royal and the main event.
Simone: And are you going to tell her that?
Adams: Umm, eeeeep... no?!
Evie has a smile ear to ear at the fact that Amber has picked up the victory and as she goes to turn away from the monitor she almost runs smack bang into Candy. Candy is standing behind Evie, a happy smile beaming on her face as she jumps up and down on the spot excitedly. Fluffy is in her hands, bouncing up and down from Candy's over the top excitement. Evie just looks at her, disgusted by her excitement.
Evie: You got ants in your fucking panties or something?
Evie's voice was harsh, but Candy overlooked it as she spoke towards her.
Candy: I'm just SO EXCITED FOR THIS MATCH!!!! Aren't you?
Evie looked her up and down, it pained her seeing how happy and excited she was.
Evie: Sure, I'm over the moon.
She rolled her emerald eyes, while Candy just ran her fingers through Fluffy's hair.
Candy: You don't seem so excited... Is it cuz you are worried that you will lose your title to whoever wins tonight?
Fluffy barked twice and wagged her tail, excitedly
Candy: I mean... it could be me! And then we could have a super duper awesome match for the title... and then... I could be the Bombshell World Champion!!! Wouldn't that be so cool?!?!?!
Candy smiled confidently up at Evie, who just adjusted the World Bombshell Championship that was draped over her right shoulder. The sound of Evie's mocking laughter escaped the champions blood red lips before she spoke.
Evie: HA! It will be a cold day in hell, before someone like you, ever takes this title away from me.
Candy's smile slowly drops to a frown as Fluffy barks in her defence.
Evie: You know what would be sooooo cool? You getting the hell away from me, before I ruin your chances of even competing tonight, wouldn't that be cool huh? HUH?
Her right hand balled up into a fist. Candy continued to smile before she replied
Candy: You are grumpy... Do you need some chocolate? When I'm grumpy I eat some candy or chocolate and I feel much better! I have a secret stash in my locker room if you want some?
Candy pointed down the hall, smiling bigger than ever. Evie just shook her head from side to side and without another word said she shoved her way past Candy, knocking her backwards a few steps before walking off leaving Candy and Fluffy behind to talk.
Candy: Well, if you change your mind let me know! I have M&Ms, and Skittles, and...
Evie didn't reply as she continued to walk off. Leaving a smiling Candy listing off her candy and chocolate stash and a happy Fluffy behind.
Sierra Williams and Lachlan Kane are seen backstage. Sierra smiles being the first time she's been on SCW TV for months
Sierra Williams: Long time no talk SCW
She smiles and Lachlan laughs to himself
Lachlan Kane: Ya know, when certain people in this company can't seem to keep their mouths shut, it comes time to go back to basics to shut them up
Sierra Williams: Trenton Tigers. You all love to run your mouths and throw out open challenges. Thing is, you haven't really beaten anyone. You had your shots and your chances and you failed every time....you know who didn't fail as a team?
Lachlan Kane: Us....
Sierra smiles at Lachlan and nods turning back to the camera.
Sierra Williams: Maybe it's time the longest reigning SCW mixed tag team champions came back. Maybe it's time for me to get back in the ring here. That is...if the Tigers have any balls...
Lachlan Kane: Instead of being toothless....
O'Malley is seen walking backstage with both his SCW Roulette Championship and SCU Underground championship belt slung over his shoulders. He's all alone tonight, as Darcy is nowhere to be found, and the look on his face says that he's in no mood for any bullshit. Unfortunately for him, Ms. Rocky Mountains approaches him, eager for a few words.
Ms. Rocky: O'Malley, I was hoping I could get a few final words before you face Jack Washington tonight.
Ms. Rocky looks around, expecting Darcy to show up any second, but she doesn't. And O'Malley shakes his head.
O'Malley: Haven't I said enough already? Besides, according to other people, what I do or don't say has no baring on if I'm gonna whoop Jack Off's arse all over that ring. So what is the point?
Ms. Rocky: Well...it gives you a chance to send a final message to your opponent. And allows you to respond to--
O'Malley holds his hand up, and Ms. Rocky stops what she was about to say. O'Malley adjusts both his titles over his shoulder.
O'Malley: That was a rhetorical question, lass. Jack Off can say anythin' he wants. He can think anythin' he wants, but at the end of the day, he's the student. I'm the teacher. And I'm gonna give him one hell of a lesson out there tonight.
Ms. Rocky: Are you at all concerned that this match against Jack could put you at a major disadvantage against Ben Jordan later on Underground? Having two matches in one night is a tough task, especially with opponents like Jack and Ben.
O'Malley snarls and shakes his head.
O'Malley: This ain't the first time I've had two matches in one night, Ms. Rocky. I think I know what I'm doin' enough to handle both just fine.
Ms. Rocky: And what about Darcy? Normally you're adamant at having her support, but she apparently isn't here tonight. Is everything okay?
That seems to strike a nerve even more and O'Malley's nostrils flare.
O'Malley: That is none of yer feckin' business, understand? I already made it clear that she wouldn't be at ringside fer me match against Ben anyway, so her bein' in the building has no effect on if I'll win or not. I can do this shite on me own!
His tone was more shouting than anything in that last sentence as he quickly brushes past Ms. Rocky and storms off. Ms. Rocky turns and watches him disappear.
Ms. Rocky: I guess that is a no, then...
Climax Control cuts backstage where SCW Bombshells Internet Champion Myra Rivers is shown in bright spirits for obvious reasons. Coming off of a successful return match title defense against Kate Steele, the 36 year old is certainly on a bit of a cloud nine. She's maintaining quite a confident and positive poise as she begins to express her thoughts.
Myra Rivers: Four weeks ago... I won this! I became the SCW Bombshells Internet Champion against an incredibly tough Kate Steele. It was, without question, one of the biggest wins I've ever had in my career. It wasn't something that I was aiming for right off the bat. I came to Sin City Wrestling to face the toughest competition of my career, but becoming a champion in just what? 5 matches? I certainly did not have that on my goal list nor was it even something I was thinking about. But alas, here we are and I couldn't be more grateful for it. Ever since Into the Void, things have been pretty damn good, I would say. Kate may have been a thorn in my side for a while, but there was something she said going into last week that was true and that's the fact that winning the championship and defending it were two completely different things... that defending it was going to be even tougher. She wasn't wrong because she brought it again, even at a higher standard, last week. Unfortunately for Kate Steele... so did I... and I managed to hang in there and retain this championship. It's been quite a whirlwind for me since Into the Void, but I know I'm only getting started... and I know that I can look ahead to the near future with this title... particularly Violent Conduct... and speaking of that... there's something... or rather... someone... that needs to be addressed...
Myra takes a pause, maintaining that poise a little bit more as she begins to address the woman that she's about to talk about.
Myra Rivers: Sam Marlowe...
Myra takes a moment to reflect on Sam's words from last week. Obviously, she wasn't able to really focus on those words considering she had to get through Kate first, but with Kate in Myra's rearview mirror at this point, Myra confidently begins to address those words now.
Myra Rivers: I have to admit... I was impressed by your speech last week. You are, without a shadow of a doubt, one of the greatest bombshells in the history of this company. You've had a bit of a rough go of things in 2020, but that doesn't take away from the reputation that you've built up for years here. You want a shot at this, right? You want to be considered for a shot at this... and I get it. It's the one active Bombshells title here that you have yet to win. That's a hunger that I can definitely appreciate. Winning the Internet Championship would, in a unique sort of way, give you the rare distinction of being a Grand Slam champion in Sin City Wrestling. The fact that you made this championship a greater priority than the world title... that stands out to me.
tells me how coveted this championship truly is... and I admire that.
And what also stood out to me... is that it's ME in particular that you wanted to challenge...
I did my part last week Sam, as you can see... and since I've been a part of this company, I have definitely learned how to not take things for granted anymore and I sure as hell have learned the value of being a fighting champion. You want to be considered for this, Sam? You want to face me for this? I don't know if the powers that be have considered your request or not... but I sure as hell have and it's NOT my M.O. to ignore or to duck a challenge. As a fighting champion, I know it's my responsibility to seek out challengers and to take them as they come and I lived up to that responsibility last week. Not to mention that when I challenged for this... it was Kate herself that took the initiative to face me and defend the title against me.
Well good news Sam...
I'm taking that same initiative.
You want this? You got this!
Here's my request for the powers that be, Sam.
You. Me. Violent Conduct. I'll GLADLY put this on the line against you! When I came to this company, I was asked to provide a top five list of who I wanted to face in that ring...
You were on that list Sam... because I admire your guts and everything that you've done for this company and for this division. I'd be HONORED to defend this against you and I'll gladly do so at Violent Conduct because a match between the two of us... especially for a championship... it deserves to be on that stage! But rest assured...
I won't go easy on you just because I respect and admire you. All I ask of you is to give me your best shot...
Myra leaves the scene, confidently carrying the championship out the door with her as the scene fades out.
Simone: Oh good, we have another song parody from Caleb Storms up next!
Adams: It can't be as bad as the A Whole New World Parody from last week, right?
Simone: Don't remind me, okay, this week Caleb is parodying.........
Belinda checks her notes and starts banging her head against the desk.
Simone: Michael Jackson's Thriller.
Adams: But Google Translate Sings did the best parody of that song!
We cut to the titentron where we see a brief graphic with the words "RIP Riley Gale and Chadwick Boseman" with pictures of the two men before we cut to the studio space that Caleb has rented out where we see Caleb walking alongside Jessie Salco in the style of the Thriller Music vid as the instrumental version of the classic pop song starts to play.
Simone: How did he rope Jessie into this?!
Adams: Good question.
Caleb: It's close to midnight
And Maki is certainly a creepy chick
Under the moonlight
You wrestle with a woman who scares the crap out of you
You try to scream, but Maki looks you right in the eyes
You start to freeze
As Maki starts screaming about your soul
You're paralyzed
At which point Jake, Shane and Katie in cheap zombie make-up pop up behind Caleb and start doing the Thriller dance.
Caleb: 'Cause Maki, is terrifying
And nobody's going to take pity on you, after you beat the crap out of the scary Bombshell
You know she's scary, and frightening
Your fighting for your soul, in this thriller of a feud
Because it's a Thriller, thriller, parodyyyyy
The music comes to a screeching halt as the lights in the studio go out, when they come back on Maki has appeared from out of nowhere in Caleb's place.
Jessie: Fuck this, I'm out!
Jessie storms off before we cut back to the announce desk.
Adams: Well, he parodied the whole song at least.
Simone: Just cut to the next segment before I hit someone!
Justin Decent: The following match is scheduled for one fall, introducing first
"Wasted" by Panic Era begins, and there is a pretty mixed reception for Jack Washington, who wears the perpetually pissed off look we've become accustomed too as he walks down the aisle, in his wrestling gear, and his black hooded sweatshirt.
Justin Decent: Entering the ring, he stands 6'1 and weighed in at 235 pounds, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania JACK WASHINGTON
He climbs up the steps and into the ring, taking the microphone from Justin Decent in his usual rude manner.
Jack: They told me to come out here and voice my thoughts on the SCW World Championship picture. Or whatever, I really don't care, I have the microphone, and this is now my time.
Jack sneers and rubs his chin.
Jack: Let me begin by saying that for me, nothing has changed. I still intend on getting my SCW world championship match at Violent Conduct. I really don't give a rat's ass that Griffin Hawkins got his flock of seagulls ass whooped in his first defense by a piece of trash who changes his nickname as often as his jocks. Griffin Hawkins, you blew it, son. You proved to everybody that you're a fluke champion and like a lot of '80's bands, you were a one hit wonder.
Jack pauses to wipe his nose
Jack: And Alex Jones beat you. Like I said last week, Alex Jones sucks. And you suck even more because you actually lost to him. And now you've got Alex Jones, looking and acting like Gollum because he thinks it makes him some kind of big shot. You made Alex Jones think he's relevant for the first time in like 5 years. Jesus Christ, you failed all around, Hawkins.
Jack shakes his head.
Jack: But I'll say it here and now, if you want to try and get that title back, and go for a "Rematch clause" or something, you do that. I don't care. Because whether it's you, or Alex Jones, at Violent Conduct, I'm going to beat somebody's ass, and I will be the next SCW World champion, and really that's all that needs to be said. Both of them are garbage and I will take out the trash at Violent Conduct.
Jack looks directly at the camera before speaking again.
Jack: Unless Alex Jones is total puss and rejects my challenge. At least Hawkins has the balls to say yes.
Jack turns back, his message sent.
Jack: Now, that that's out of the way, I'm ready to whoop O'Malley's punk ass, so get him out here and let's do this!
The lights in the arena die down as the opening riffs of Gothic Celtic Music Shadow Wisps starts to play. The lights stay out for several seconds before dark green and white strobe lights start shining all around, and fog fills the entrance and along the ramp. Moments later , O'Malley steps through the curtain wearing a long black leather trench coat. He has the SCW Roulette Championship secured around his waist, and the SCU Underground Championship over his shoulder. He stands at the entrance for several moments before O'Malley takes the first step on their way to the ring.
Justin Decent: Making his way to the ring being accompanied by Darcy! From Dublin, Ireland...Weighing in at one hundred ninety-five pounds...He is the SCU Underground and SCW Roulette Champions...O'MALLEY!!
Once he makes it to the ring, he gets on the apron and steps through the ropes. He stands in the center of the ring and removes his coat and the Underground Championship from his shoulder, before unhooking the Roulette title from his waist as his music dies down.
DING DING DING!
O'Malley and Jack come face to face in the center of the ring, not much separating them in height but Jack obviously the more physically imposing of the two. O'Malley smirks and starts to talk trash in Jacks face, Jack simply smirks showing that cocky grin before saying something to O'Malley that clearly sets the irishman off. He steps back and slaps Jack across the face with an open handed paintbrush. Jack rubs his cheek and smiles before turning back to O'Malley and he goes for a fast Lariat. O'Malley ducks it and grabs Jack in a rear waistlock, Jack runs to the ropes and holds onto the top rope, this slingshots O'Malley backwards. O'Malley gets to his feet and Jack again runs in, O'Malley drops down with a toe hold, Jack ends up with his throat draped over the middle rope.
O'malley kicks Jack in the back and then places a knee on the back of his head grabbing the top rope and adding extra pressure. Referee Jasmine StJohn starts to count and as she reaches four O'Malley puts his hands up and backs off. He then jumps forward and kicks the bottom rope back up into Jacks throat. Jack flies back and holds his neck coughing as the small but vocal crowd boos the Roulette champion, who soaks it all in.
Adams: O'Malley has started this off with a bang. He is doing his usual bending of the rules and it is working out for him against Jack
Simone: Bending of the rules? That's cute. O'Malley is using all the tools he has at his disposal to beat captain abs
Adams: Captain Abs that's a new one. For Jack to win this he needs to not get into O'Malleys game, O'Malley will lure Jack in and use submission and joint manipulation to wear him down. Jack needs to stay on his feet and use his athleticism and power advantage...he's 235 pounds of muscle...he should use it.
O'Malley grabs a hold of Jacks leg, he kicks behind Jacks knee before spinning around and dropping down with his body weight onto the joint. Jack screams in pain as O'Malley then goes to turn Jack over into a single leg crab. O'Malley sits back and Jack scrambles to the ropes reaching out and just getting to the bottom one, O'Malley lets go but keeps hold of Jacks leg, he goes to pull Jack from the ropes but Jack kicks O'Malley off sending him back, Jack gets to his feet and O'Malley runs in trying to stay on the attack, Jack ducks down, grabs O'Malley by the waist and hits a huge German suplex dumping O'Malley on the back of his head, Jack keeps his hands locked and rolls to his feet before hitting a second German suplex this time with a bridge into the center of the ring.
ONE!
TWO!
O'Malley kicks out. Jack sits up and as O'Malley tries to get up Jack stays on the attack, he gets O'Malley in position for the reverse DDT, but O'[Malley throws his knee up connecting with Jack forcing him to let O'Malley go, O'Malley stumbles forward and turns around but Jack catches him into an STO slamming O'Malley down hard.
Simone: Back and forth action there, O'Malley let himself get taken for a ride, Jack is a beast and I don't think the kid realises just how strong he is.
Adams: This is a battle of the egos. O'Malley has that irish swagger and Jack has that streets of Philly attitude. In fact you heard Jack saying he doesn't care who the champion is he's coming for it. And O'Malley?..he's walking around here like a king...
Jack pulls O'Malley up by his hair and then shoves him back into the corner. Jack hits a hard right and a left and a knife edge chop before lifting O'Malley up onto the top rope, Jack following and gets him into a superplex position, O'Malley hits Jack in the ribs and tries to get him to let him go, Jask refuses and launches himself and O'Malley off the top rope down to the mat below as both men bounce off the canvas and lay there for a moment, Jack turns and throws his arm over O'Malleys upper body.
ONE!
TWO!
O'Malley kicks out again. Jack shakes his head and moves away from O'Malley waiting for him to get up, as O'Malley goes he uses the ropes for balance, Jack goes for a discuss lariat, O'Malley ducks it hooking Jacks arm, he gets behind him and hits a snap half nelson suplex, Jack rolls over his neck and locks dazed, O'Malley quickly grabs Jack's hand and jumps up wrapping his legs around Jacks head into a triangle choke in the center of the ring, he pulls down on Jacks headband is able to hook his own foot under the crook of his knee securing it. Jack looks to be in trouble.
Simone: Triangle choke! And O'Malley has it in deep!. Captain abs is turning bright red!. And now purple!
Adams: Jack has to get out of this if not he is going to sleep. This move pushes your own head and neck down against your arm which is caught in your opponents legs its a very useful choke...
Jack struggles and moves loosening the grip, he plants his legs on either side of O'Malley and grabs his own hand, Jack struggles and lifts O'Malley up off the mat high in the air before slamming him down. O'Malley releases the hold and Jack falls to the mat breathing heavily, but O'Malley looks to have hit the back of his head. Both men are down but they start to move onto their stomachs and crawl. Jack is first to his feet but O'Malley ir right behind him, Jack leaps up with a leaping alf kick, he pops up and hits a second, O'Malley is dazed, Jack kicks him in the stomach and hits a snap DDT. Jack rolls to the ring apron as O'Malley slowly gets back to his feet again, Jack leaps off the top rope with a springboard clothesline.
He and O'Malley hit the mat, Jack pops to his feet and stomps around the ring, Jack does a little boxing shuffle, O'Malley gets up and Jack starts with his Joe Frazier special, he hits a few jabs, a right hook to O'Malleys ribs and then he winds up and goes for the left hook, O'Malley though puts his hand up, he hooks Jacks arm and ducks under it, he twists Jacks arm behind him and locks Jack in a chickenwing crossface taking Jack down to the mat!. Jack struggles and moves from right to left, he tries to reach his foot on the rope but can't quite make it, instead Jack rolls his own body up and over onto O'Malley keeping O'malleys shoulders down.
ONE!
TWO!
O'Malley releases the hold and kicks out
Simone: Oh I thought Jack had him there!, That was a great move from O'Malley with that Chickenwing, but Jack turned the tables
Adams: o'Malley is a master of submissions but Jack has found a way out of all of them...hey what the hell?...look!
Kris Ryans is seen at the top of the ramp watching the match with a smirk as O'Malley and Jack struggle to get to their feet as the crowd gets more into it. Not that they like Jack they just like him more than O'Malley. Jack ducks and picks O'Malley up onto his shoulders for the Death valley driver, O'Malley kicks his legs and fights it off grabbing the top rope struggling to get down, O'Malley lands in front of Jack, Jack does for a lariat, O'Malley ducks and pulls the top rope down, Jack falls onto the apron and O'malley acts fast grabbing Jack by the head and arm, he lifts Jack up for a suplex into the ring, but Kris Ryans who had made his way down closer grabs O'Malley by the leg and Jack lands on top of him!.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Jack Washington!
Simone: Wait!..WHAT JUST HAPPENED?
Adams: It seems as if Kris Ryans has taken it upon himself to decide the winner
Simone: O'Malleys mouth has gotten him into trouble it seems...
Climax Control cuts backstage where Andrea Hernandez sits alone, as per usual. She's thinking about the battle royal to come, that much is obvious but when Pussy Willow appears, her preparation on her own mind turns into annoyance. Still, she's trying to be as composed as she can be as the leading interviewer begins to talk to her.
Pussy: I've been looking all over for you tonight.
Andrea Hernandez: Yeah, I pretty much figured that.
Pussy: You know what's at stake tonight and I just wanted to get your thoughts on...
Andrea Hernandez: You wanted to get my thoughts on the match, right? The battle royal? The World Championship? Violent Conduct? My opponents? Yeah, I already have that covered. I don't need to repeat anything that I've already said leading up to tonight. The only thing that I am going to say about the battle royal is that whatever happens, happens and I'll deal with the outcome no matter what. I'm going to give it my best and that's what matters at the end of the day. That's all I am going to say about it.
Pussy: Oooookay....
Andrea Hernandez: What?
Pussy: Are you having a bad day or something? Or a bad few days? I'm just wondering because of some of the stuff you said the other night. You even said that you're not even sure if there even IS a phoenix anymore. What did you mean by that?
Andrea Hernandez: It'll all make sense soon enough.
Pussy: I should probably remind you that you more than likely didn't make any friends in the locker room by calling them out the way you did.
Andrea Hernandez: It wasn't 'calling them out', it was speaking the truth. Just about nobody in this match, except for Candy possibly, likes me. They all have a reason not to whether they're legit ones or whether they're stupid ones. I'm just addressing the elephant in the room that I've been ignoring for months. I stand by what I said and I stand by the truth that the only two women in this locker room that give a damn about me are Myra Rivers and Christina Rose.
Pussy: And even with her, you've changed your tune quite a bit. You two have been very friendly lately.
Andrea Hernandez: That's because Christina is one of the two women in this company that actually gets me. Similar backgrounds. Similar reputations. What I'm dealing with now, she's had to deal with for years. So, I guess you can say we've bonded over all of that. Hell, there's a laundry list of things that we've got planned with each other for the next few weeks and I'm starting to realize she's not as bad as so many other people have made her out to be. With her, I admit that I was wrong... and it's too damn bad she's not in this match tonight because I know the two of us together would've torn down the whole house and really made a difference as far as the outcome of this match is concerned. She's been vilified around here for how long now? I admit my error in being part of the vilifying... but I know that she's got my back and I've got hers. I have no concerns about her past and I truly think she's legitimate. She's the only one that's ever reached out to be a real friend at least...
Pussy: And should you win this battle royal and subsequently go on to regain the world title then...
Andrea Hernandez: I'm going to give her the first crack at the title because we both deserve a fair and honest world championship match between us with no tension, no hatred, bygones being bygones and no doubt as to who the better woman is and with High Stakes around the corner, I couldn't think of a better stage than that!
Before Willow can ask another question, Andrea bolts from the scene indicating that she has had enough of being asked questions at the moment. Shortly after her departure, the scene cuts out.
Simone: At this time joining us via live stream, is the SCW Mixed Tag Team Champions, Malachi and Bella Madison. Sass n Bash!
Screen splits in half to show Bella and Malachi sitting in front of the camera. Bella with her title across her lap and Malachi with his over his shoulder. Both not really showing much emotion.
Simone: Guys, thanks for joining us and I know you requested this time to address some things but first, let's talk about last week where Kris Ryan and Mikah were able to pick up the win against you two, looking like they may have secured a future shot at you two in the future.
A slow clap comes from Malachi and he follows with a very sarcastic tone.
Malachi: Yeah, congrats to them. They got us...
Simone: Are you saying that they didn't deserve that win?
Malachi: No that's not what I'm saying. At all. Please don't misunderstand me, they got the win, whatever, good for them.
Bella Madison: Belinda, it is what is. Are we upset that we lost? I mean, anyone would be but they took it to us exactly like we wanted it. They proved themselves true contenders. Mikah is gonna get hers for her actions after the match and I'm not talking about us demanding anything from Mark or Christian in the form of punishment. We're not playing that stupid game despite what the roster thinks of us. Bitch is gonna get hers, I promise that. But that's in the future.
Malachi: Bella said it best before we became champions. We will welcome any and all challenges but Black Sheep better be ready to pay the piper for their actions in the near future, because there won't be a second time that they will get one up on us. Also feels like Ryan's mouth got him in a bit of hot water with other members of the roster. Seems to be a thing going on around here.
Bella Madison: Lots of unnecessary running of mouths and dragging names through the mud. *COUGHTIGERSCOUGH*
Bella looks around innocently as Malachi laughs at her.
Bella Madison: What? What did I say?
Simone: Which brings us to why you guys requested the time tonight. The Trenton Tigers threw out an open challenge last week and obviously it did not go unnoticed. Bella, especially you noticed it.
Bella laughs out loud and shakes her head as Malachi just motions at her to go right ahead.
Bella Madison: Oh I notice a lot of things, especially when those bitches had the balls to say we didn't do anything but whine to get our shot. You idiots need to stop trying to rewrite history because we did EVERYTHING but whine. We caught you trying to pull the Freebird Rule when you 4 fuckshits weren't even together when you got your original title shot. AND EVEN WHEN YOU DID GET YOUR SHOT, YOU STILL FUCKED IT UP! Boo f'n hoo! DVR I already have a win over your ass in singles competition and Char is what screwed the pooch for you when we caught your little loophole.
Malachi: Tigers trying to come in here saying we don't have a win over them. BEG TO DIFFER, SHITHEELS!
Bella Madison: So, Congratulations Tigers! You got the attention that you were desperately seeking. Sass n Bash, the team that you claimed did NOTHING to get to where we are now, are going to step up and wipe those smug looks right off your faces.
Malachi: Then maybe, we can save the entire division from having to relive what complete and utter failures you really are and you can take your arses to the back of the line and stay there.
Bella Madison: And then maybe, perhaps this is wishful thinking on my part, all that shit talking about how we have done nothing to have these titles...
Malachi reaches over and smiles at her.
Malachi: Except you know, unlike them, beat Wolfslair...
Bella points at Mal and smiles brightly.
Bella Madison: Right...there's that. But don't think we didn't notice how after I tweeted out about how Sass n Bash should consider this challenge that suddenly the entire division decided to take their collective heads out of their asses and once again ride our coattails.
Malachi: Apparently we really do have all of your attentions now. Black Sheep, Trenton Tigers, Barnharts, anyone...it doesn't matter. Sass n Bash are going to continue to reign over this division. Trenton Tigers got their answer and Black Sheep will be dealt with after that, beating respect one team after the next.
Bella Madison: And it's going to take a lot to keep us from doing just that.
Simone: Well Bella, Malachi, thank you so much for your time and we will see what will come for you in the future.
We are taken to the backstage area and it is there where we can see Pussy Willow standing with Christina Zdunich. Christina smiles as Pussy Willow looks at her with a microphone in her hands.
Pussy: Hi everyone, I am Pussy willow and standing next to me is none other than Christina Zdunich. It has been a while since we have heard from the Blossoming Rose. How does it feel?!
Christina: Hello Pussy Willow I just want to say it honestly feels great to be here. To be honest I would have rather been here fighting my heart out. Doing everything I could to prove that I belong in that very ring but that's not the case. I guess I have been a little quiet these past few weeks but truthfully as quiet as things have been for me. These past few months have been eye opening for me.
Pussy: Eye opening?!
Christina nods her head with a smirk.
Christina: Exactly it has been a time of just watching my wife shine in ways she could have never imagined. She has taken the Roulette title and really made it her own. I am not afraid to admit that even though I have trained her and she feels that I am light years ahead of her. She is in a way better position in this company than I was when I first came in. It took me a while to really get going but not only has she become a World Champion but she has held that Roulette title longer than I have. She has managed to put together some amazing defenses and she is only getting better with each match.
Christina takes a breath as she speaks some more.
Christina: She is learning to expect the unexpected and is a real beast when it comes to wrestling. To be honest if she can continue building that mean streak and not allowing people to walk all over her she has a bright future for years to come and she will be a future Hall of Famer. You can mark my words on that!
Pussy: That is a very positive statement to say about your wife.
Christina: Not only is it positive but it's one I believe. As far as I go I am still happy over my interaction with Christian Underwood. We are starting to really understand each other. I know he can pick fun of me at times when I make some ridiculous comments but I truly respect that deep down we respect each other. I respect his position as an owner and his match making and he respects my talent. Even though I might have been quiet these last few months the truth is I am actually riding a four match winning streak. I won Queen for a Day. Roxi and I beat Andrea and Alicia Lukas. I beat Keira in a singles match and of course just beat Mercedes Vargas at Summer XXXtreme.
Christina takes a long deep breath as she speak some more.
Christina: Considering in three of those matches I beat four of the people in tonight's huge battle royal with a little streak going it feels little disheartening not to be in that match but to be honest it's all good. Everybody needs to go their own way and last week I am going to be honest I was thinking of something for my future and Sam Marlowe basically did what I was thinking for a while. She wants to be next in line for the Internet Championship which is good for her but for me I just want to be in contention for that title. I had won that championship years ago and when I beat Mikah it was merged into the World Bombshell Championship. At the time I honestly just wanted to have a great reign with the Internet title. I never expected for there to be a merger match when SCW came back.
Christina looks at Pussy grinning.
Christina: I truly would like to chase after the title that I never lost and I will do whatever it takes to get to that spot. It's basically the workhorse's championship and after watching Kate Steele with the title, the skills of Myra, and how Sam is I want to do whatever it takes to get into the fray. To be that workhorse and fights week after week trying to prove themselves! I have done it all in this company but the level of competition that keeps finding its way to SCW just seems to be top notch. So let's chase after something else. It might be a while but I will get there. So keep them coming and nothing will ever stop this rose from blossoming...
Christina smiles as she looks at Pussy before walking away.
Bea is standing in the backstage area ready to make her entrance for the Battle Royal that will determine who faces the World Champion at Violent Conduct.
Bea: My Battle Royal match will begin shortly. There are nine of us in this match. The concept is simple. You toss others out of the ring, over the top rope, and if any part of their body touches the arena floor they are eliminated. The last wrestler standing will be sent to face the World Champion at Violent Conduct. That last wrestler standing will be me.
Bea points to herself.
Bea: If any of you have doubts about my chances of winning this Battle Royal and then becoming the next World Champion put your doubts away. Tonight I will dazzle you. I will amaze you. I will make a believer out of you. Watch me and learn.
Bea waves into the camera before moving to another location to be ready for her entrance for her Battle Royal. The camera feed is cut and the screen goes black temporarily.
The cameras go backstage and find Evie Jordan walking one the back hallways, she is dressed ready for action later tonight with her prized World Bombshell Championship draped over her right shoulder. As she goes to round a corner she is greeted with the smiling face of Pussy Willows.
Pussy: Evie, Hiiiii!
Evie goes to turn on her heels and walk off but Pussy just follows her microphone in hand.
Pussy: Evie... come on, I only have like two questions. I promise.
Evie continued to walk off but being the reporter that Pussy is she follows the champion down the hallway.
Pussy: How are you feeling knowing that the Battle Royal to crown your number one contender at Violent Conduct is only moments away from kicking off?
Evie just shook her head from side to side before slowly stopping, she huffs before she replies.
Evie: Why? Why do they always send you? You smell like a clapped out hooker and cheap hairspray... I just can't even begin with this.
She waved her hand up, as if to display Pussy off to the world.
Evie: How do I feel about the battle royal? I'm excited, because finally some of the girls, I work with have decided to put some fucking effort in... but I couldn't give two shits about who wins? No... because it doesn't fucking matter who wins Pussy, I will face them at VC and I will defeat them... meaning this glorious, feeling of winning tonight for them is going to be very short lived.
Pussy went to speak but she was cut off by the sound of Maki's voice.
Maki: Oh so it's the unbeatable Evie. Enjoying all the attention of the night are we?
Maki faked a smile, which was matched by Evie's. Pussy took a step back but held the microphone up to catch this encounter.
Evie: Aww, if it isn't my little fangirl Maki... you know me I just love attention.
She winked towards Maki. Maki stared at her, wondering what her game was here. She tightened her ponytail and looked at Pussy as if she was a vegan snack.
Maki: I am no one's fangirl. Least of all yours. Just because I want to shatter your jaw into little fragments of plastic does not mean I give one little crap about you. Now please run along. I have a match to win so I can take that title from you
Evie just faked a laugh before she looked at Maki, glaring at her.
Evie: I really fucking hope you do win tonight, so I can shove all your hopes and dreams down your throat at Violent Conduct. It's nothing personal Maki, it's just you'll never have the satisfaction of shattering my jaw or knocking me out, or kicking my teeth in... don't think I won't out match you, after all you're not the only bombshell around that can harness fear.
This time it was Maki's turn to laugh at the audacity of the Bombshell champion. She did, though, amuse her greatly.
Maki: Talk that talk, big shot. It doesn't matter to me when it happens and I would love it to be at Violent Conduct but when we do face each other, even if you think you can out fight me, you cannot outlast me. I am taking that little shiny little trinket of yours one way or the other. So take care of it for me and make sure you shine it up really nice for me. You think I fear you? Ha! You see I am not the one that is easily defeated by you before I even step foot in that ring like the others you have faced. When I win this Battle Royal you better damn believe you will be running scared. No one but me can beat you for it. Now out of my way
Maki side stepped Evie and walked off leaving the World Bombshell Champion behind with a smile from ear to ear.
Pussy: You're going to let her get away with that?
Evie turned to Pussy, her wicked smile still plastered on her face.
Evie: She'll be red faced later when she doesn't win the battle royal, I think that's punishment enough for tonight.
The footage then panned back to ringside.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The following is the BATTLE ROYAL to determine the Number One Contender to the World Bombshell Championship! To be eliminated, one must be thrown out over the top rope and to the floor!
Adams: None of this sissy 'both feet must touch the ground' baloney!
Justin: The last woman standing will be the winner, and will challenge for the World Championship at Violent Conduct VI!
The lights go out, a loud sound like a giant heartbeat sounds every second, the lights flash around the arena, then a red spotlight hits the entrance way as Halestorms's Sick I individual hits. The light hits Maki with her back to the audience. She is on her hands and knees, she slowly crawls her way to the ring.
Justin: Introducing first -- Maki!
She slowly crawls to the ring, with her hair down to her shoulders, her white face paint, with scribbles on her body of 'Help'. She crawls to the ring and slides under the bottom rope. She sits in the ring with her head bent back, laughing maniacally, and then flips herself to her feet. Her tongue is sticking out as she whispers Korean to herself.
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: Introducing -- 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.
The lights dim as pink fog starts to take over the entrance ramp. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard begins to play over the speakers as the lights brighten up. Pink pyro begins to cascade down from the tron as Candy comes bouncing out holding Fluffy.
Justin: Introducing -- Candy!
She skips her way down to the ring. Outside the ring, she hands Fluffy to stagehand before getting in the ring and bouncing around some more.
"Ultranumb" by Blue Stahli hits the venue's soundwaves. Andrea appears on the stage to some strong cheers from the crowd. She she acknowledges the positive reaction that she's getting as she makes her way toward the ring, completely focused on the task at hand.
Justin: Introducing -- Andrea Hernandez!
She gets up to the ring apron and uses the top rope to slingshot herself into it, continuing to soak in the cheers she gets as she leans against the corner, confidently waiting for what comes next.
"Wild Eyes" By Parkway drive hits as Alicia steps out with a black hoodie over her upper half with the hood up over her long blond hair.
Justin: Introducing -- Alicia Lukas!
She makes her way down to the ring and runs up the steps before climbing the ropes on the outside, she flips the hood back before putting her arms out , she smiles at the crowd before leaping into the ring from the outside and taking off the hoodie.
"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 -- Keira Fisher-Johnson!
The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring. She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponents.
Diamond and the Gem Stones begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does we are able to see the likes of the Gem Stones playing on a tron. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerging from the curtain with a microphone in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring cheers.
Justin: Introducing -- Diamond Steele!
Kate smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more cheers. Diamond finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who cheers louder than before. She waves at them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for the match to begin.
Instead of Jessie's usual theme music, the opening riff to "Executioner's Tax" by Power Trip begins to blare over the PA System and once Riley Gale's vocals hit Jessie emerges from the back headbanging to the song, she is wearing the t-shirt for Power Trip's "Nightmare Logic" album which the camera pays special attention too.
Justin: From Miami, Florida and paying tribute to Riley Gale of Power Trip, Jessie Salco!
Adams: I don't understand?
,font color=orange>Simone: Jessie told me about this earlier, Power Trip are a Thrash Metal band from Dallas, Texas that she's a fan off, unfortunately their vocalist Riley Gale passed away this week at the age of 34 and Jessie wanted to pay tribute to him in this match, making sure to note that he was only four years older than her.
Adams: Damn, that is no age to die.
Belinda nods in agreement as Jessie makes her way down to the ring, Jessie rolls into the ring and stands motionless with her head down for a few seconds before pointing to the sky and the symbolism quickly becomes apparent as she does several fist bumps on her chest to the beat of the song.
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Justin: And finally, the last entrant -- Mercedes Vargas!
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her opponent to arrive.
Simone: Look at these nine Bombshells! They are all chomping at the bit for this match to start!
Adams: Of course they are! Whoever wins gets a shot at Evie Jordan -- wait. Is that really something to hope for?
Simone: When the World title is involved, it is!
Finally with all three officials stationed at ringside, the bell sounds...
DING DING DING!
And the Battle Royal is underway!
And chaos immediately ensues as all nine women go right after one another!
It comes to almost NO surprise as Maki makes a beeline for Jessie Salco who avoids her like the plague! Jessie dives out of the ring, between the middle and bottom rope to avoid elimination, but she respite is non-existent as Maki rolls out of the ring to go right after her!
Adams: Yeah, that wasn't going to work!
Jessie takes off in a mad dash around the ringside area with Maki right on her heels! The two fly around the ring and Jessie rolls back inside with Maki right after her! Maki then charges her but Jessie swiftly pulls down the top rope and Maki goes flying over -- !
Simone: Our first elimination!?
Adams: No, Maki landed on the apron!
Jessie tries to sweep her legs out from under her but Maki jumps to avoid! Jessie then tries to strike with a forearm blow but Maki blocks it and lands a hard right to Salco's jaw and then the 'Undead Bombshell' runs her head into the nearest corner! Maki climbs through the ropes -- and is immediately struck down by an over-exuberant Candy's dropkick!
Simone: Jessie getting some much needed help from Candy against Maki.
Adams: Yeah but these team ups never last long when it's every Bombshell for herself.
Bea Barnhart and Mercedes Vargas are fighting in the corner, both women holding the other in dual side headlocks as they lean heavily against the ring ropes! Bea reaches down and grabs Vargas under the leg and starts to lift her up and over the top rope, but the crafty Mercedes throws repeated blows to Barnhart's back, then rakes her eyes for good measure to force her to drop her. Mercedes' attack drives Bea to her knees and from behind, Mercedes jumps over her, delivering Natural Selection!
Adams: Mercedes takes control of the rookie Bea!
Simone: Mercedes, for her young age, is an experienced wrestler and knows how to strip any opponent of the advantage inside of that ring.
Mercedes drags Bea up by the hair and lifts her up onto her shoulders in a fireman's carry to deposit her over the ropes but Bea starts to resist, struggling and holding onto the ropes!
Andrea has Keira pinned against the ropes and she lays into her with forearm after forearm, determined to stake her claim at regaining the World Championship! Andrea Irish whips her into the ropes and scoops her up for a sidewalk slam, but Keira scissors her head and throws her over to the mat! Andrea stands up quickly and turns around and Keira pounces on her with a Thesz press, reigning blow after blow down into the former champion's head!
Simone: Andrea wants to use this match to get back her World title!
Adams: And Keira wants to use it to win her first!
Andrea throws her off and before Keira can recover, Andrea delivers a running knee strike to the side of her head! Andrea drags her up into a side headlock and she runs up the ropes for a springboard bulldog, but Keira shoves her over!
Adams: She's out!
Simone: No, not yet!
Andrea lands on the apron and Keira charges her for a shoulder block but Hernandez moves! Keira hangs herself halfway out through the ropes and Andrea strikes with a knee, knocking her back inside before following her in herself!
And the crowd is alive as in the center of the ring, Alicia Lukas and Kate "Diamond" Steele are trading vicious lefts and rights to each others heads and bodies, brawling like two hell cats! Alicia blocks a blow then kicks Diamond in the back of the knee, dropping her to one bended knee. Alicia then lets loose with a number of stiff shoot kicks to the sternum!
Crowd: YES! YES! YES!
Adams: Yeah, who wasn't waiting for THAT!?
But Kate starts yelling, fighting off the pain of the strikes and yelling for more! Alicia rears back to oblige and attempts a strike, and this time Kate blocks it and sweeps her legs out from under her! Kate steps through and turns her over into a British Cloverleaf!
Adams: But there are no submissions in a Battle Royal!
Simone: That doesn't mean that Kate can't put the hurt on you with a submission hold!
Across the ring, Jessie takes Candy by the arm and sends her into the corner where Candy crushes Maki with a running forearm! Maki falls and lands on her backside and Jessie comes racing in as Candy holds the ghoulish Bombshell in place and Salco crushes her with a rolling senton!
Simone: Perhaps Candy's help has given Jessie the courage she needs to face Maki.
Candy then skips over to where Mercedes is trying to eliminate Bea -- and Candy grabs Bea by the boot and saves her, pulling her off of Vargas' shoulders!
Adams: You'd think Candy would HELP eliminate Bea. That IS the point of a Battle Royal!
Simone: Candy just seems determined to help -- no matter what.
Mercedes turns to confront her and she takes a swing but candy ducks the blow and lands an uppercut palm strike to Mercedes, the sound resembling a shotgun going off!
Adams: Daaaamn! She really popped Mercedes a good one!
Candy then jumps and strikes Mercedes down with a standing Enzugari! Candy and Bea nod to each other as they send Vargas into the ropes and lay her out with a double flapjack! They then pull Vargas to her feet and bring her over with a double suplex!
Simone: Mercedes is going to be in severe trouble if these two continue teaming up against her!
Adams: Mercedes is already in trouble!
Candy and Bea send Mercedes into the near corner. Bea kneels down on all fours and Candy comes running and uses her 'ally' as a launching pad, jumping onto Mercedes for a Monkey Flip, but Mercedes blocks it and turns around, seating Candy on the top of the corner! Before she can do anything, Candy lashes out with a boot to knock Mercedes back! Candy then stands up on the top for a follow up -- and Bea runs up the corner and kicks her in the head, knocking candy back and off of her perch -- and to the floor!
Justin: CANDY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Candy slowly sits up and stares into the ring, stunned!
Adams: Candy is in shock!
Simone: She probably thought she and Bea were besties!
As Bea celebrates her elimination, it is premature as Mercedes lays her out with a Discus Clothesline! Mercedes then marches over and shoves Jessie away from Maki to take over on the frightening Bombshell!
Adams: Mercedes isn't allowing herself to be intimidated by Maki!
Keira once again has the edge on Andrea and attempts a piledriver -- or perhaps a powerbomb -- but Andrea maneuvers herself closer to the ropes and counters with a back body drop over the top, but Keira lands on the apron with her arms intertwined with Andrea as if for a backslide!
Simone: How is this going to end!? If Keira lets go, she's ripe for elimination!
But eventually Andrea breaks the arm lock and turns to knock her off of her perch, but Keira delivers a high kick, knocking her back! Keira then steps through the ropes to re-enter and Andrea strikes her down with an implant DDT!
Diamond eventually releases Alicia from the Cloverleaf and she picks her up and is attempting to push her out over the top with Lukas fighting to remain a part of the match! Diamond then drops her to her feet in the corner and she begins to lay into the two-time World Champion with stiff martial arts kicks as Alicia attempts to shield herself from the blows! Diamond then again attempts to deposit her over the top, but Alicia throws wild overhead blows down into her, knocking her back! Alicia then grabs two handfuls of her hair and she begins delivering Muay Knee Strikes into Diamond's exposed head and face, one shattering blow after the other!
Adams: Do you ever get the feeling that maybe Kate and Alicia don't like one another?
Simone: Just a dollop.
Bea Barnhart has Jessie by the wrist and pulls her into a short-arm clothesline! Bea pulls her up and sends her into the ropes but Jessie reverses it! Bea jumps into the ropes to catapult herself back with a high cross body -- but Jessie dropkicks her in the back, sending her out over the top and to the floor!
Justin: BEA BARNHART HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Andrea breezes past Keira and instead grabs Alicia Lukas from behind around the throat, pulling her away from Diamond who lashes out with a boot to Lukas' midsection while she is being restrained! Then Diamond opts to go after Keira while Alicia fights Hernandez off, throwing her over her shoulder with a Judo toss! Andrea rises to her knees and Alicia comes racing off of the ropes, catching her with a spiked Hurricanrana!
Jessie Salco hops to the top rope as Mercedes holds Maki in place! Jessie then leaps for a missile dropkick but Maki moves and Jessie lays out Mercedes instead! Maki then slowly rises, turning her head towards Jessie who looks as if she has just seen a ghost! Jessie is frozen but that ends quickly as Maki strikes with a Mule Kick, which she follows up with a spinning heel kick and then finishes with a superkick!
Simone: Jessie is out!
Maki drags her to the corner and lays in a number of boots, further softening her up! Maki then backs up to the center of the ring and CHARGES -- but Jessie jumps over the ropes to avoid the charge -- and Maki posts herself!
Adams: But Jessie... she just ...!
Jessie did! She jumped over the ropes and to the floor -- eliminating herself! Jessie points in the ring to laugh at Maki -- then gets a look on her face!
Simone: Jessie just realized what she just did!
Adams: D'oh!
Diamond has Keira around the waist from behind, attempting to lift her up and over for a German suplex! Keira blocks it with her ankle around Diamond's own, then she pivots around and reverses their positions! Keira tries the very same maneuver but this time Diamond drops down and lands a Pele kick that seemingly has Keira out on her feet! Diamond holds her arms out, congratulating herself! But as she turns around full circle, Keira plows into her with a spear that lays BOTH women out!
Simone: Diamond got cocky and celebrated too soon!
Adams: Diamond? Cocky? The hell you say!
Mercedes delivers a hair pull curb stomp, planting Andrea face-first hard into the canvas! Mercedes drags her back up and goes to send her into the far corner but Andrea holds on and reverses it, sending Vargas into the corner! Andrea then charges but Mercedes moves and her foe crashes hard into the corner! Mercedes then backs up and runs in to deliver a big boot to the prone Andrea, but she blocks it and uses Mercedes own leverage to lift her out over the top! Mercedes lands on the apron and holds on, and she slowly drags Andrea over the top with her! Now BOTH women are on the apron and they begin trading blows!
Adams: One fall! That's all it'll take for an elimination!
But Mercedes fights dirty as the best, and she pokes Andrea in the eyes to stop the brawl short! Mercedes then grabs her by the hair and whips her back into the ring post and Hernandez hits the floor!
Justin: ANDREA HERNANDEZ HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
And just as Mercedes turns around -- Maki plows into her with a spear that sends Mercedes flying off the apron and to the floor!
Justin: MERCEDES VARGAS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Simone: For all the wealth of knowledge at Mercedes' doorstep, she simply took her eyes off of her opponent for two seconds too long!
Adams: And now its down to the final four!
But as the four women eye one another, the bloodthirsty Maki is the first on the move! She races across the ring and damn near decapitates Alicia Lukas with a running clothesline! She then catches a charging Keira Fisher-Johnson who attempts a Hurricanrana but she puts on the brakes and Powerbombs her! Maki then turns and careens right into Kate "Diamond" Steele with a Kinsasha knee strike!
Simone: Good GOD! I can see why Maki has Jessie Salco scared to death!
Adams: Maki is on fire!
Maki starts storming around the ring, screaming like a lunatic and paying no attention as her three opponents start to recover from her onslaught!
Adams: Someone best warn Maki!
Simone: Feel free at any time!
Maki turns around -- just in time to be swarmed by all three! Diamond! Keira! AND Alicia! All three go to town on Maki, throwing blow after blow and boot for boot! They then drag her up forcibly and to the ropes! Maki tries to hold on but the odds are overwhelming and SHE gets tossed over the top!
Justin: MAKI HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Maki screeches wildly at ringside, then grabs Alicia by the boot!
Adams: Uh oh! Maki's not letting THIS go unanswered!
Maki trips Alicia and drags her out of the ring, dropping her roughly to the ringside floor! Maki then grabs Alicia by the hair and tights and she runs her right into the steel steps! All three officials, Jasmine, Drew AND Jacob swarm in front of her and order Maki away from the ringside area!
Simone: But the damage has already been done!
Maki reluctantly complies and leaves, as the officials check on Alicia and the battle inside of the ring rages on!
Keira catches a sneak attack attempt by Diamond with a drop toe hold, sending her face-first into the canvas! Keira then races at top speed off of the ropes and dropkicks Diamond back down! The moment Diamond starts to rise, Keira does this again -- and again!
Adams: Keira's not letting Diamond get her footing!
Simone: Smart woman!
Keira grabs her and goes for an Irish whip into the corner but Diamond reverses it! Diamond comes flying in but Keira kicks both feet up to greet her the hard way -- but Diamond grabs her boots! She tries to push her out over the top but Keira fights it! Diamond then charges tactics and PULLS Keira out of the corner and she crashes right on her tailbone! Keira grabs her by the legs and falls back, attempting to catapult her out over the top -- but Keira just manages to hang on before toppling over! Keira starts to back her way in but Diamond is right there and grabs her in a sleeper hold! Keira struggles wildly to escape but the hold is locked in tight! Diamond even stands on the bottom rope for additional leverage as both women teeter on the edge!
Adams: Look out!
Suddenly Alicia Lukas is back inside! Holding her arm, Alicia races up and grabs Kate by the leg and dumps her over -- Diamond taking Keira right along with her to the floor!
DING! DING! DING!
Justin: Keira FISHER-JOHNSON AND DIAMOND HAVE BEEN ELIMINATED! Here is your winner! And the Challenger to the World Championship at Violent Conduct VI! ALICIA LUKAS!
The crowd cheers and boos both for Alicia who has her arms raised in the air, celebrating as a disgruntled and disappointed Keira and Kate stare on from the ringside area!
Adams: She did it! Alicia gets one more shot against Evie Jordan for the World title at Violent Conduct VI!
Simone: And there go any doubts from any critics as to whether or not Alicia Lukas deserves another chance! Perhaps this time, for her, the third time will be the charm!
The cameras cut towards the ringside area as "Then The Morning Comes" echoes through the arena. The crowd is going ballistic as Travis Nathaniel Andrews and his daughter Denise are standing inside the ring.
Simone: Why is Travis out here?
Adams: Beats the hell out of me
Travis looks around the arena before lifting the microphone up to his lips.
TNA: Can all of you shitbags do me a favor and shut the hell up.
The crowd suddenly starts booing him as he just shakes his head.
TNA: Why am I not surprised? All of you sheep can't do anything without expressing your opinions.
Travis pauses as the crowd continues to boo him.
TNA: Why am I out here? That's the million dollar question. I am out here to challenge that backstabbing cockney fuck Ben Jordan.
The crowd gasps as Travis looks toward the stage.
TNA: Ben, I know you got my message last week. Why don't you get your ass out here right now so I can look you in those beady eyes.
The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.
The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman
Simone: We knew Ben wouldn't say no to being here tonight.
He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, where Justin hands him a mic.
Ben: Well hello to you too old friend.
Ben rubs his hand on his chin.
Ben: When I got your invite to come out here, I was always gonna accept, you didn't have to throw insults like backstabbing. Also, me with beady eyes, mate, have you seen yourself lately?
Ben points to Travis' head.
Ben: I don't know where you're getting all this malarky from here.
Travis shakes his head while looking at Ben.
TNA: You don't get it do you Ben. Last time I was a full time competitor in this company. You promised to make me a world champion but that didn't happen did it. No. You took it upon yourself to become a world champion.
Travis pauses so he can catch his breath.
TNA: When my contract expired, you were nowhere around to help. You turned your back on me and I have waited a long time to get my revenge.
Ben: Oh, name calling is revenge? Lovely. Listen mate, your contract expired, you went walkabouts, and I ain't heard from you since. Putting this all on me shows that you're still the same old Travis, still the same blame it on everyone else fella instead of looking in that mirror and seeing there's only one person to blame for not becoming a world champion and that would be you.
Ben points at Travis.
Ben: I worked my knackers off to help you but when ya got a nut so big, you can't fit through doors, it's difficult to teach anyone anything.
Travis chuckles.
TNA: Two weeks ago Ben, you stated that you didn't have a match at Violent Conduct 6.
Travis looks directly into Ben's eyes.
TNA: Consider your dance card full as I am challenging you to one more match. So what do you say Ben? You up to facing Mr. SCW one last time.
Ben puts his finger to his own lips.
Ben: Me against you, one more time?
Travis nods his head up and down as the fans cheer.
Ben: Violent Conduct, a flash back to the past?
Ben looks around the arena.
Ben: Sod it, why not, but get this in your peanut shaped head Travis. You stopped being Mr. SCW a long time ago. I've been working for years here, I'm Mr SCW now pal.
Ben winks at Travis.
Ben: Violent Conduct? I'll see you right here in this ring.
Travis smirks at Ben as Ben backs off, giving him a nod.
Simone: I can't believe it, Ben Jordan Vs Travis Nathaniel Andrews, one more time after years.
Adams: These two have had technical masterclass matches in the past and I can't wait until this one!
Cameras cut to the backstage area as Cheryl Hastings is standing next to Pussy Willow while holding a clipboard in her hands.
Pussy: Cheryl, as the spokesperson for the Trenton Tigers, do you have any clue on who they want to face for their open challenge?
Cheryl clears her throat.
Cheryl: Pussy Willow, my clients, have informed me that they have made their decision.
Pussy looks Cheryl with confusion on her face.
Pussy: Well, who did they choose?
Cheryl shakes her head at Pussy Willow.
Cheryl: If it wasn't for the open challenge then I would let you sweat it out. Instead, I will divulge the name of the team who will be facing the Trenton Tigers. That team is known as Team Eggplant.
Pussy's eyes widen as Cheryl blocks her mouth.
Cheryl: Let me make this perfectly clear, my clients aren't afraid of you two ass clowns. They will destroy you. I hope you are prepared for what is about to happen.
Cheryl walks away from Pussy as the cameras cut away.
The scene opens up with Candy after her match. The door slowly opens, making Candy not notice for a moment. The door slams shut, causing Candy to turn around and notice Keira, but something was off about her.
"Keira": Hey, buddy...
Candy: KEIRA! Checked by to see how I was?
"Keira": Yea. I wanted to make sure you didn't get hurt.
Candy: I'm not. But why is your hair a different color? It was blonde moments ago.
"Keira": Umm...I dyed it real quick. Got to love hair products today.
Candy: Ahh! Ok! Well, anything else?
"Keira" smirked a bit as she got closer and says
"Keira": Yes. Let me check something real quick....
As "Keira" goes to place her hands on Candy's head. Fluffy rushes and barks. Fully bites "Keira's" leg, making her scream. Her red dots for eyes show as Candy gets shocked.
Candy: Wait... YOU'RE NOT KEIRA!
Sin: Damn mutt! Plan B it is!
Sin spears down Candy and places her hands on her head. Candy screams as Sin pulls out someone from her. She finally finished as someone that looks like Candy comes out of her. Candy sees it as the woman with green dots for eyes roars. Sin smirks at this
Sin: I knew it. It's the same thing that happened days ago. Welcome home, Greed.
Greed: About damn time, Mistress!
Greed looks at Candy, who is barely trying to keep her eyes open from the extraction
Greed: What do we do with out dumbass host?
Before Sin could answer, she hears Keira outside the door, warning Candy that she was coming. Sin looks at Greed, places a hand on her and says
Sin: For now, nothing. We must go before we're caught.
Sin and Greed teleport as Keira opens the door, saying
Keira: Hey, coming to see if you're ok--
As she says that, Keira screams and sees Candy, now fully knocked out. Keira turns and shouts
Keira: SOMEONE GET SOME HELP! GET ME ROXI! HURRY!!!!
The scene fades
Sam Marlowe is standing backstage as a cameraman shoulders his camera and points it at the redhead who is smiling into the lens.
Sam Marlowe: I have to say Myra that congratulations are in order. I saw last week the match you had with Kate and I have to say that you really are a threat to the bombshells here. I know that I was watching a veteran do what she does best and all I can think is what I have done in challenging you.
Sam Marlowe: In all honesty, I have seen all the bombshells in this division and out of them all, you were the one that got my attention. In a good way at that. You see, I have seen bombshell after bombshell demand title shots, basically thinking that they deserve it just because they have won a match here and won a match there...that they have been champions and are moving up to the next level.
Sam lowers her head for a moment as if thinking that her comment was too much before she looks back up at the camera.
Sam Marlowe: I don't want you to think that I am discounting the bombshells in SCW because knowing them, pretty much everyone deserves title shots for their abilities. Hellfire, even I deserve a title shot now and again. But this is more than a shot at the Internet title. This is about stepping into the ring with a woman that has accomplished so much in her career. A woman that I deeply respect and after hearing about the fact that you had me on your short list of challenges when you stepped into SCW, I'm humbled that you think that way, thank you.
Sam smiles as she brushes a red curl over her shoulder, her fingers lingering there for a moment to caress an invisible belt before she once more looks into the camera.
Sam Marlowe: If the powers that be Myra give us what we both want, it will be me looking across the ring at you and that title you wear so proudly. And I will consider it an honor to face you in that ring. But I do want to warn you as well. You may not go easy on me but the same can be said for me. I will be giving you more than my best shot because at Violent Conduct, that is what I am going to have to do to take your championship. Win...lose...draw...you will have my respect when all is said and done. However, for me there will be no loss...no draw...nothing but admiration for you after the match and the Bombshell Internet title resting on my shoulder.
Sam lets her fingers tap on her shoulder as she smiles before turning and walking out of the camera's view.
The cameras cut to the back where Violet Amelia Holt is having a quiet conversation with her sister. As they continue to talk to each other, Rocky Mountains comes walking up to them.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Excuse me ladies, may I have a word with you Violet?
Violet looks at her and shakes her head.
Violet: if this has anything to do with Evie Jordan then take a fucking hike. I don't need to feed that massive ego of hers.
Rocky gulps.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Violet, I wanted to ask you about the comments she made towards you.
Violet narrows her gaze at Rocky.
Violet: Evie said a lot of things but none of them made any fucking sense. Evie is already looking past me like I'm just some walk in the damn park. She is in for a rude awakening when I kick her sorry ass all over that ring. If anyone is lucky then it is her. Like I said, her luck runs out tonight. I will be leaving as the next World Bombshell Champion. Now get lost bitch.
Violet turns her attention back to her sister as Rocky leaves them.
Simone: It is time for the Main Event of the evening! Violet Amelia Holt has been impressive since her debut but tonight she not only faces the biggest match of her career but also the toughest challenge as she challenges Evie Baang for the World Bombshell Championship!
Adams: Evie has been doing the Go Gym proud since she won the title for the second time in her career, but Violet is no slouch in the ring, I think we could see an upset tonight!
Simone: Win or lose, this could be the match that puts Violet on the map! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your Main Event of the evening, scheduled for one fall and it is for the World Bombshell Championship!
The lights softly die down as a countdown clock appears on the screen. Once the clock hits zero, "GIMME" strikes up as a young woman with blonde hair steps through the curtains with an older gentleman and another young woman alongside her. The crowd is mixed with their reactions.
Justin Decent: Introducing the challenger, being accompanied by her father Dustin Holt and sister Shelby Holt, from Port Charlotte, Florida. Please welcome Violet Amelia HoltViolet sombrely walks down the ramp while whispering to her little sister. She then slides into the ring and throws up a hand gesture which gets people going crazy. She walks to a corner and waits.
Simone: Violet looks ready to take the title from Evie.
Adams: But we all know Evie won't make it easy for Violet!
Justin: And her opponent!
The cameras whirl back around and focus on the top of stage before the lights cut off leaving the arena in darkness. The creepy and spine tickling sounds of an electric guitar come to life over the personal address system followed by a deep heavy drum beat. As "Anthem of the Year 2000" by SilverChair hits, the stage area dimly lights up glowing red. The lights continue to gradually get brighter to expose Evie Jordan standing in the middle of the runway with her back to the crowd.
Justin: Making her way to the ring from Victor Harbour, South Australia, she is the reigning and defending SCW World Bombshell Champion, Evieeee Jordan.
Evie turns around slowly and keeps her hoodie over her head before she makes her way down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans as her focus is on the ring in front of her. She slowly walks up the steal steps before stepping into the ring while the lighting gradually returns to normal. Evie walks around the ring pulling on the ropes getting ready for her match while her song slowly dies down to nothing.
Simone: It's a safe bet that the winner of the Battle Royal from earlier tonight will be watching this match.
Adams: That's right, regardless of who wins this match, they will have to contend with one of the top Bombshells in the company at Violent Conduct!
Once Drew goes over the rules with Evie and Violet, he goes to call for the bell but stops when he sees Violet's family at ringside, without a second thought he ejects them from the ringside area, and they protest.
Simone: It's clear that Drew doesn't want Violet's family interfering on her behalf!
Adams: It's also clear that Evie couldn't be happier about this!
Violet and her family protest the decision, but it falls on deaf ears and they finally concede when Drew threatens to disqualify Violet on the spot if they don't comply, with that out of the way Drew finally calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And tonight's Main Event is underway.
Adams: And we're starting things off quickly!
Violet uses the distraction to her advantage by cheap shotting Evie as soon as the opening bell rings, first by clotheslining her from behind and then by stomping away at the defending champion, Drew sees this almost as quickly as it happens and steps in to try to get Violet to give Evie room to breath and she does back off a bit letting Evie get to her knees before Violet hits her with a kneeling DDT! Violet goes for the first pin off the match.
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: Violet wasted no time in going for a pin.
Adams: And Evie wasted no time in kicking out! Did Violet really think that pinning the World Bombshell Champion would be that easy?
Evidentially Violet wasn't thinking that as it becomes clear that her pin fall attempt on Evie was more about getting the champ to expend energy than trying to win the World Bombshell Championship in record time, with that in mind Violet picks up Evie only to be hit with a Jawbreaker and a Spear by the defending champion but Evie doesn't go for the pin right away, instead picking up Violet and hitting her with a Float Over DDT.
Simone: Evie has recovered from the initial onslaught from Violet and is in control of the match.
Adams: We'll see how long that lasts as Evie goes for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
And Violet gets the shoulder up, this proves to be a poor choice however as Evie grabs onto Violet's arm and starts working over it, first with knees to Violet's arm and then with an armbar which Drew gets into position for asking Violet if she wants to quit, the young Bombshell makes it clear that submission is the last thing on her mind even as Evie wrenches back on the arm but eventually Violet reaches the bottom rope forcing the rope break.
Simone: Violet escapes a painful looking armbar via a rope break.
Adams: But Evie isn't done!
Rather than let Violet have a rest Evie drags the challenger back to the centre of the ring and locks in another Armbar, this time a Fujiwawa variant and Drew gets back into position, however after a few seconds Violet is able to reverse the submission hold into a roll up.
ONE!
TWO!
And Evie kicks out relinquishing her hold on Violet's arm in the process! However, it soon becomes obvious that Violet's arm is hurting from being worked over and Evie is like a shark that smells blood in the water as she rolls out to the apron and hits Violet with a Slingshot Arm Drag making sure to target Violet's injured arm for the move before locking in a grounded hammerlock and driving her knees into Violet's injured arm.
Simone: If Evie keeps this up, she might not have to hit Violet with one of her finishers, instead submitting her with a submission that targets the arm.
Adams: Sends a clear message to her next challenger as well, "congrats on winning the Battle Royal, this is what you have to contend with at Violent Conduct!", assuming off course that Violet doesn't manage to come back from this and win the title.
Violet manages to get back to her feet and uses her good arm to deliver several shots to Evie's face forcing her to break the hold but it's clear from Violet's facial expression that the damage to her injured arm has been done and Evie makes another grab for the arm, this time though Violet sidesteps Evie and the champ instead turns around into the Kiss of Death dropkick to her face! Evie rolls out of the ring to give herself some more breathing room and put a stop to the challenger's momentum as Violet gives her arm a good shake before measuring Evie up.
Simone: We could be seeing the Blonde Bomber from Violet!
Adams: With that injured arm? She had better hope that Evie doesn't dodge this!
After shaking her arm, a bit more Violet runs to the opposite ropes and on the rebound goes for the through the ropes variant of the Blonde Bomber! Unfortunately for Violet she wasted too much time and allowed Evie to sidestep the dive and send the challenger crashing injured arm first into the barricade! Evie rolls back into the ring thinking that she has a count out victory at hand as Drew rolls to the outside to check on Violet.
Simone: Say what you will about Violet but the impact against the barricade looked painful, especially since it was her injured arm that hit the barricade first.
Adams: And that's good news for Evie, however if I where Drew, I'd be thinking about stopping this match before irreparable damage is done to Violet's arm!
Drew asks Violet if she can continue the match and she nods before rolling back into the ring clutching her injured arm as she does, however Evie doesn't let up as she grabs Violet's injured arm and hits an arm trapped variant of a Northern Lights Suplex which she bridges for the pin attempt, however Drew is still on the outside of the ring and is slightly delayed in returning to the ring so he can count Evie's pin-fall.
ONE!
TWO!
And Violet kicks out! Evie has a look of disbelief on her face as she clearly thinks that she had the match won.
Simone: Injured arm or not, Violet came to fight today.
Adams: Unfortunately for her that'll make Evie that much more determined to beat her!
Evie looks at Drew is disbelief as Violet fights her way back to her feet before Evie turns her attention back to the challenger only to get hit with Violet's Parkway Collision Spear! Violet isn't done as she retreats to a nearby corner and waits for Evie to get back to her feet and when the champ does Violet, seemingly on instinct, hits Evie with the Crazy Shot Superwoman Punch using her injured arm! Violet's pain is clear on her face as she can only hook one leg for the pin attempt as she is still favouring her injured arm.
ONE!
TWO!
And Evie kicks out! Violet shakes her head before dragging Evie to the ring ropes and calling for the Air Violet!
Simone: If Violet hits the Air Violet Springboard Corkscrew Moonsault we could be looking at a new champion!
Adams: Why would she risk it with her arm in its current state? Surely hitting Evie with the Purple Rainmaker would be a safer bet?
Violet goes for the Springboard Corkscrew Moonsault but Evie rolls out of the way at the last moment causing Violet to crash and burn right on her injured arm, seeing the opportunity in front of her Evie grabs Violet's injured arm and locks in a cross arm breaker.
Simone: This isn't one of Evie's finishers but after all the damage that has been inflicted on Violet's arm? It may as well be.
Adams: Stick a fork in Violet, she's done!
Drew gets into position to ask Violet if she wants to quit and initially the answer is a resounding no, unfortunately for Violet Evie wrenches back on the arm even more and whilst Violet still refuses to tap Drew gas seen enough and calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, Violet Amelia Holt is unable to continue the match, therefore your winner and STILL SCW World Bombshell Champion, Evie Jordan!
Simone: Violet put on a valiant effort, but Drew couldn't risk permanent damage to her arm after all the damage it's taken in this match!
Adams: If nothing else, Violet proved that she could hang in the Main Event tonight and Evie moves on to her next challenger.
Violet's family rushes down to check on Violet as Evie holds the title high.
Adams: What a night it's been!
Simone: Evie Jordan has won and will go on to face Alicia Lukas at Violent Conduct VI! But that is all we have for tonight, join SCU for Underground 70 later tonight and we'll be back next week. For Jason, I'm Belinda Simone saying goodnight everybody!
The screen fades as Evie raises the championship above her head
THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, The Lord MK, AJ, Annie, Andy, Court, Julie, Dustin, Todd, JJ, Shad, Marge, Maki, Jeremy, Jazz, Ryan, Laura. Also again to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!