The Saxon Hotel 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: Now without further ado, please welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The fans cheer as Amanda struts out in a hot pink business dress complete with purse, high heels and oversized 'soccer mom' shades. The crowd whistles and applauds as the music starts playing...

Amanda: Um, Hi, I heard Y'all was hiring
Yeah, yeah my name is Laquifa
Can you see this tattoo right here on my chest
Yeah you don't got to interview any of them chicken heads down there
I get my credentials from the street baby

Clock the hair
Clock the mug
Clock the nails
Clock my skirt (clock my skirt)

Clock the bag
Clock the shoes
Now punch the clock it's time to work

Move over amateurs
Taking mine, taking yours
Uhh somebody better hold my purse mhm
Figure it out like nancy drew
Catch up quick like Halleloo
Who gon' check me boo?
Not you

I'm a pro
Pro
I'm a pro
Uh I am a professional
Pro
I'm a pro
I'm a pro
Uh I'm a professional
Work (work work)
I came to work (work work)
I'm here to work (work work)
I told y'all I was a professional

Work (work work)
I came to work (work work)
I'm here to work (work work)
See I am a professional

Yes
Approved
Up the ladder
Watch me move
No 9 to 5
Around the clock
Overtime
Haters can not touch my drive
References

I'm a pro
Pro
I'm a pro
Honey, I am a professional
Pro (what)
I'm a pro (what)
I'm a pro (what)
I'm a professional

Work (work work)
I came to work (work work)
I came to what? (work work) mhm
I told y'all I was a professional

Work (work work)
I came to work (work work)
I'm here to work (work work)
I told y'all I was a professional
Didn't you see my badge?
I am a professional

Gucci, Prada
Dolce Gabana
Red Bottom, yes I got them
No Kardashian collection here

Donna Karan, Miu Miu
Jimmy Choo
Rhinestone shoe, looks like a pimpo got her tax return!
Ferragammo, ChloƩ, Dior, labels come, gimme more!
You don't need layaway when you cashing checks baby!

There's some holes in this house
There's some holes in this house
There's some holes in this house
There's some holes in this house
And they bout' to turn it out
And they bout' to turn it out
Laquifa bout' to turn it out

I'm a pro
Pro
I'm a pro
Honey, I am a professional
Pro
I'm a pro
I'm a pro
I'm a professional

Work (work work)
I came to work
I'm here to work
I am a professional
Work (work work)
I came to work (work work)
I'm here to work (work work)
I am a professional

Oh, what?
So ya'll want me to leave?
Nah you ain't gotta call security
I came up the elevator I can go back down the elevator
I know she got quibola her eyes comin' out from behind that cubical
Ah no I have a ride home, thank you
Uh is the bus still runnin'?
What?!

Amanda slips off her shades and poses ala Elle with lips puckered as the spotlight winks out amidst the generous applause from the SCW Universe!

Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to the Saxon Hotel in Las Vegas where tonight! We begin the opening round of the 2021 Blast From the Past Memorial Tournament!

Adams: Probably our most popular event of the year! I can't wait! There are so many great teams this year!

Simone: indeed there are! And tonight's action begins when a brand new Bombshell makes her debut inside the six-sided ring, when Amelia Emery is tested by the highly popular Alice Knight!

Adams: Then it's our first match in the 2021 Blast From the Past! Champion team versus Champion team! Lachlan Kane returns to SCW to team with one-half of the Mixed Tag Champions, Mikah! They face the GRIME Nightmare Champion Hitamashii and the returning Lucy Seraphina!

Simone: Jessie Salco comes off a bloody and violent win against Evie Jordan at Inception IV mere weeks ago, but she is back in action this evening against Jet City's very own Courtney Pierce! Courtney, a former Blast From the Past champion herself!

Adams: Then our next first round match! Daniel Morgan of London Underground teams with the hyperactive diva Ruby Steele to go up against the returning Bella Madison and Lincoln Daniels!

Simone: More first round action then follows as Mac Bane returns to team with the Internet Champion Myra Rivers. Their opponents are none other than the Grand Slam Champion and Hall of Famer, the returning Amy Santino! And her tag team partner -- the returning Max Burke!

Adams: O'Malley came SO CLOSE to walking out of Inception IV as the new World Champion, even gaining a pin on the champion Kris Ryans! But tonight he is up against the leader of Wolfslair, Alex Jones! I just hope Alex can put all of the drama with his team aside to focus on this match!

Simone: And in the Main Event, the last tournament match of the evening! It's Team Hero against Team Hero tonight! The great Roxi Johnson teams with the upstart Superstar, Cassian Reed! Their opponents are none other than Roxi's wife and former World Champion herself -- Keira Fisher-Johnson and the returning and insanely popular giant -- Slappy McGoo! All this and more on Climax Control!




Simone: It's that time and opening our show tonight is the woman who beat Keira Johnson to become the only five time World Champion in the history of our company.

Adams: Love her or hate her but she is our new champion and deserves this spotlight tonight.

In a way that only the universe knows how, things take a turn as the thudding stomps prelude the opening chords to 'Dust and Bone' echoing throughout the arena. With little fanfare and less flourish, Amber Ryan complete with a wicked little knowing smirk makes her way out to the ring. Very obviously not the Bombshells champion, but definitely choosing her moment for a reason.

Sliding under the bottom rope, she still walks a little gingerly across the ring however manages to veil those niggling injuries etc with a presence that can only signal trouble on the horizon. With a gesture, she signs for the music to be cut as she almost weighs up the microphone in her hand.

Amber Ryan: I told myself I wasn't gonna come out here and cause a scene, that I wasn't gonna start trouble where trouble wasn't already brewing... but you know, life's far more interesting when you stick the knife in and start to stir.

Amber paces, the crowd reaction as mixed as expected.

Amber Ryan: Oh and before I forget, it's Valentines day... Romance, couples, cheap candy hearts and last minute flowers abound...

A few chants of 'Happy Valentines' break out, they try to make it work as clunky as it seems and Amber genuinely seems touched by it for a moment.

Amber Ryan: Love is indeed in the air, along with guilt and desperation... and I'm the generous type, I gave the wedded Zdunich's their gifts a little early. Matching knockouts are going to be a trend, just you wait and see...

Scattered mostly boos ring out, while a few cheers still seem to pepper the space.

Amber Ryan: You know, I felt a little bad though and so I made an offer to the new Bombshells champ over social media- one that I'm sure she didn't expect. I took my free shot at Inception, now... I offer the same courtesy.

Amber with a strong sense of mockery and derision bows slightly, sarcastic as ever before straightening back up with a chuckle.

Amber Ryan: So let's give the champ a rousing reception like she truly deserves- 5 times a champion, with almost as many title losses to her name... Soon to be yet another former Bombshells champion...

With as much of an exaggerated flourish as she can stomach- Amber gestures towards the stage in anticipation of the champions arrival.

It isn't long before the loud sounds of Meganerd by Ytcracker begins to blast across the speaker system. It isn't long before the we see Christina Rose emerging through the curtains to the loud sounds of cheers. She smiles as she has the SCW World Bombshell championship over a shoulder. She is clad in a beautiful pink dress with a pair of heels. She has a bouquet of roses in her hands. As she walks to the ring she throws some roses into the crowd before stopping at one little girl and handing her the bouquet of flowers.

Simone: Look at the love that the crowd has for our champion.

Adams: And Christina is catering to all of them. I do believe that is her little 10 year old daughter that she gave that bouquet to.

Christina hugs Aurora tightly before she walks into the ring to the sound of Christina chants. She looks at Amber Ryan smiling before she raises the championship high into the air. It isn't long before she calls for a microphone and begins to speak.

Christina: Las Vegas how are all of you! I just want to say that I know it sucks that Golden Ring Casino had to cut down on their events but for those who showed up to my victory celebration party thrown by Daniel J. Morgan I want to thank you!

The crowd roars with even more cheers before she slowly turns her eyes to Amber.

Christina: Now I will cut straight to the chase. I know I have the floor, and honestly even Mark and Christian are worried about what I might say considering I have done this for a record setting FIVE TIMES now! Going down waters that no bombshell nor superstar has ever gone before. As delighted as I am to be standing here right now. There is something I have wanted for a very long time now. The message is loud and clear. You ruined my moment at Inception... You come out here during My time... There's no need to question who I wanted next considering you are the woman that I originally wanted at Inception.... Amber Ryan... You... Me... Blaze of Glory... That's what you wanted right?!

Christina smiles holding the title up in her face. This whole time, from the moment Christina walked out to the moment the title draws eye level- Amber hadn't stopped staring at the belt, not the champion. Unmoving and steely eyed, only now though did her gaze travel from prize to fighter- moments passing as neither budges.

Amber Ryan: Funny, isn't it? You want me. I want the title. I mean the title doesn't want for anything but it's a curious case nonetheless- still, you're smoke blowing far exceeds even what I expected. Let's cut the crap, shall we? Toss the pleasantries to one side and address what we're both standing out here for... I offered you an opportunity at redemption, at revenge.

If Amber could lean in closer, she likely would, but for the moment she remains locked in eye contact and place with the champion.

Amber Ryan: You get a shot at me to try and do what so many others have failed. Prove that this isn't gonna be as one sided as it looks on paper- I wanna FEEL like you're as much of a challenge as you present yourself as. One shot. Revenge or redemption. Anything more and I'll consider it an act of war...

Throwing her hands up as a gesture of good will, Amber takes a couple steps back and almost braces on the spot.

Christina thinks about it as she takes her championship off of her shoulders. She holds it tightly as the crowd roars at her to do it. She clenches the championship in her hand before she glances over at her daughter who is telling her no. Christina sighs as she looks back at Amber.

Christina: It's very tempting but I made a promise not to stoop down to that level ever again. I did it a long time ago when I became greedy over possessing this very title. I did some horrible things which included my wife, and as much as you might want me to do it... I can't go there... I am going to be the bigger person and tell you to wait until Blaze of Glory... That is IF you aren't still in the tournament of course... I mean things seem perfect for you. You have the same partner I did when I won the tournament. Bet you won't do as good as I did...

Amber gets that sick little smile again, the glint in her eyes almost gleeful in the way things are playing out.

Amber Ryan: Promises, promises. As if you won't break them at the first opportunity you get... Must get really tiring making everything about you, being the centre of the fucking universe and all the good you're telling everyone you're doing. God, I'm tired just thinking about it. How about this then...

Slowly, Amber turns her back on Christina- hand still raised at head level.

Amber Ryan: Perhaps this might make you feel a little more... comfortable.

As Amber turns around Christina holds onto the title tightly as she looks like she really wants to hit her.

Simone: This must be tough for Christina. Amber is really trying to get under her skin.

Adams: But Christina refuses to do it...I will say Christina has been known to stab someone in the back. This is the perfect opportunity for her to strike..

Christina puts the title back on her shoulder.

Christina: Like I said I won't go there... You will have to wait... For what you did to me at Inception... The way you tried to humiliate Seleana after knocking her out, and then locking on that submission for further insult. You will pay for all of it. Just wait...

With that Christina begins to leave as she is just half way out of the ring.

Simone: Christina decides to be the bigger woman tonight.

Adams: And I don't blame her. She doesn't need to go to Amber's level.

Seeing Christina leave from her peripheral, Amber shakes her head expectantly.

Amber Ryan: Of course you'd walk away. Role model and all that bullshit right? Like suddenly doing good washes away all the accumulated shit you built up for so long. It doesn't excuse you, it doesn't change you. I might not be named karma, but I've been damn sure known to do it's dirty work.

Turning back to face Christina as she's creating further distance, Amber softens her expression somewhat as her tone follows suit.

Amber Ryan: Promises. Huh. To your family, to your wife, to your daughter... Yet you still manage to keep disappointing all of them.

Christina however walks back in the ring as she gets right in Amber's face.

Christina: You can say whatever you want about me... Hell I will even let some comments about the wife, but YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT MY LITTLE GIRL!!! She has been through so much and THAT I won't tolerate!

Another smile, another moment of silence. Christina's rage very obviously resonating with the redhead as those buttons aren't just pushed- but slammed to the point of impaction. Amber peeks obnoxiously over Christina's shoulder just to get another look at the champions daughter who is very obviously distressed by everything happening- taking a moment to contemplate, Amber shrugs nonchalantly and pretty lazily just flips Christina the double birds.

Overcome with emotion, Christina lashes out violently towards Amber- the Bombshells title levelled at her head, her eyes welled but filled with rage. Parental protective instinct takes precedent over being the bigger person as she swings wildly. Amber however sees it coming from a mile off, like she telegraphed the shot herself and with an uncanny presence manages to duck just under the shot enough that it might have grazed a few hairs on the way through.

As Christina tries to regain her balance whilst turning on a dime, Amber's gesture instead of further verbal insult reasoning becomes apparent as a burst of dark green mist explodes from Amber's mouth straight into Christina's face as she barely has time to straighten up.

More wild flails and some desperate eye rubbing leaves enough time for Amber to surprisingly leisurely slide out of the ring, the remains of mist dribbling over her bottom lip like something out of a nightmare. As Christina regains her bearings, Amber walks backwards up the ramp, before quickly making a short detour to where Christina's daughter- now absolutely distraught watches as the redhead makes eye contact. Maybe it's the contrast of crimson against the sickly green, or the way Amber's smile seems to curl sickly beneath the green stains that dribble down her neck- but she screams, piercing and terrified.

Amber pauses, looming a little over the girl, taking up one of the roses from the bouquet before planting a dark green kiss on the petals- never breaking eye contact with the young girl as it's replaced amid the others.

Simone: This is sickening, she just spit mist in the face of the champion!

Adams: And now Amber has made her way towards little Aurora!

Christina begins to scream as she seems blinded but through the blurriness she can see Amber by her daughter. She sloppily exits the ring falling straight to the mat before she picks herself up and tries her best to make her way towards her daughter. With rage she tries to spear the figure by her daughter.

However Amber has already started moving away, Christina grazes Amber as she says something not picked up from the cameras, the redhead forced back into the guardrail and bumping the back of her head as she stumbles off balanced. However the distance is too great and Amber, seeing the advantage to having sight, chooses to continue backing up, putting a hand up to the back of her head whilst checking for blood.

Her hand comes up clean as she says something not picked up by the cameras but no doubt sarcastic or derogatory in nature, before sauntering further back up the ramp.

Christina slouches against the rail as her daughter is left in tears. Medical staff along with Seleana Zdunich quickly run down to check on Christina and try their best to clean her up.




As the camera takes us to the backstage area, we find Royal Purple, newly obtained Bombshell Roulette title slung over one shoulder, walking around with even more swagger than usual.

From out of the corner of her eye, she spots someone, moves in to approach, until she's standing a few inches behind the blonde she was targeting. The blonde in question is standing with her back to Royal Purple with her Mixed Tag Team Championship belt slung over her left shoulder and her phone in her other hand.

Mikah: Leighton, I will be back in the city tomorrow morning. I'm sorry that I am currently not there right now.

Royal Purple hitches the title belt back up onto her shoulder, but other than that doesn't make a sound. Watching, or waiting, who knows. She checks an imaginary watch on her wrist as the conversation continues. Mikah seems to be oblivious to the person behind her as she continues the conversation with her fifteen year old daughter.

Mikah: I get that Myles is a handful, that's why I have Arielle there. You're not in charge of Myles, Leighton. You can do whatever you please as long as you clear it with Arielle. I'm sorry, but I've got to go.

Mikah says a quick goodbye before turning and flinching as she sees Royal Purple standing there. Mikah gives her an annoyed or disgusted look.

Mikah: What is your problem? Do you enjoy listening in on other people's conversations?

Royal Purple: Hey biiiiiiitch! Look, we're title buddies!

She nods to the Bombshell Roulette title on her shoulder.

Royal Purple: Man, having kids sounds like a pain in the ass.

Mikah looks at her, raising an eyebrow and shaking her head.

Mikah: We are NOT buddies. I don't have any....buddies.

She looks at her and shakes her head again before adjusting her championship on her shoulder just a little bit.

Mikah: Why are you talking to me? Do I look approachable or something?

Royal Purple: No less approachable than I am...

She looks around, shaking dyed-purple hair about.

Royal Purple: I chased the last guy that came up to me with a drill. Was hella fun!

Mikah gives her a look as if she was crazy before taking a step backwards.

Mikah: That's.....nice.

She looks around before looking back at Royal Purple.

Mikah: I've got places to be. Have fun being...weird.

Mikah turns and starts to walk away.

Mikah: The weirdos in this place....

Royal Purple: Oh, okay! Bye title buddy, have a great daaaaaay!

Royal Purple turns on her heels and heads off in search of her next victim.




Justin: this match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first... hailing from Bethel, New York... Alice Knight...

"Electrified" by Dressy Bessy begins to play as the fans turn and cheer. She makes her way out of the face tunnel and heads to the ring with a bubbly demeanor. She enters into the ring and kind of skips around for no apparent reason. She rushes the ropes and heads to the middle turnbuckle and waves to the fans as her music fades out.

Justin: And her opponent... hailing from London, England. Amelia Emery...

The arena fades to a teal tint, as the opening violin to "Artemis" by Lindsey Stirling echoes over the sound system. The fans cheer, as the music begins to build. The drums hit, and Amelia Emery makes her way out onto the stage, smiling as she poses for the crowd.

Amelia starts to make her way down the ramp, waving and smiling at fans on her way to the ring.

Once she gets to ringside, Amelia slides into the ring, walks over to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle to pose for the crowd, before hopping down and waits for the match to begin.

The ref moves forward and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...

DING DING DING!

Emery and Knight circle the ring as they then both me in and lock up, however, Knight is quick to overpower Emery and pushes her away. Emery is sent backwards and she rolls to the corner. She sits up holding onto the ropes a little confused in what happened. Knight smiles and welcomes her to Sin City Wrestling, as Emery makes her way to her feet dusting herself off as she moves back to the centre of the ring, where once again circle before moving up as Emery goes to lock with Knight, Emery dodges the lock up and grabs Knight into a headlock, which Knight grabs at Emery's arm to try and break it. Emery then drops to knee to attempt to take Knight down to the mat, but Knight blocks it.

Simone: Emery and Knight circle the ring and lock up but it's Alice Knight making the first big move and showing Amelia Emery why Sin City Wrestling Bombshells are the toughest around.

Adams: Certainly tough, as Knight just pushes almost throws Emery backwards towards the ropes. But Emery isn't put off and she climbs back to her feet and returns her focus back on Knight.

Emery goes to stand but Knight picks her up, which Emery kicks her legs and grabs a handful of hair and she comes back down to feet with a continue grip of Knights hair. As Emery turns, she places a foot on Knights leg and brings Knight down to knee as the ref moves in and begins to count....

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: Knight blocks the attempted take down and Knight picks up Emery but Emery unbalances her and grabs a handful of hair and Emery is back to her feet and then bring Knight down to the mat.

Emery breaks her grip on Knight and quickly follows up with a slap to the chest. Emery smiles and brags a little, as Knight doesn't look impressed with the slap to the chest as she rises to her feet as she looks at Emery. Emery moves with a wild swing but Knight ducks and grabs Emery's arm and spins underneath before hitting a clothesline. Knight keeps hold of Emery's hand and drags up to her feet and hits another short arm clothesline sending her down to the mat. Not letting go, she pulls Emery up once more and tries for another clothesline, but Emery goes for a wild swing, which Knight ducks and grabs Emery around the waist. Knight then pushes Emery away before leaping up and hitting a standing dropkick sending Emery down to the mat.

Adams: Emery delivers a slap to Knights chest, but probably instantly regrets it, as Knight climbs to her feet and Emery tries for a wild swing and fails and it goes down hill from there for Emery.

Simone: Knight with a couple of short arm clotheslines but Knight tries for the third time but Emery blocks and Emery tries to counter but fails and Knight hits a standing dropkick.

Emery grapples for the ropes and pulls herself up and then stumbles to the corner, however, Knight is quickly on her and charges in and delivers several shoulder barges into Emery's torso over and over and over and over again before pausing as the ref moved in and begins to count and gets two before Knight backs off and Emery falls forward dropping to her knees. Knight grabs Emery by the hair and pulls her up before dragging her back a bit before tossing her forward up against the turnbuckles, which Emery collides with them hard.

Simone: Emery is in trouble here... as I don't know what has gotten into Knight, but Knight is being ruthless. Shoulder after shoulder barges into Emery torso.

Adams: As you said earlier... showing that the Bombshell division is a tough place.

Emery quickly moves from the corner as she moves along the ropes to the corner, however, Knight follows Emery to the corner, where she pushes her up and throws Emery's arm over the ropes and then delivers a slap to the chest. Emery folds over holding her chest as Knight watches Emery who again moves across the ring to another corner, but this time Knight gives her a kick to the thigh. Emery clutches her thigh. Knight pulls Emery up and goes for another slap to the chest but Emery ducks and she tries it on Knight, but Knight ducks and she responds with another slap to Emery's chest.

Adams: Emery is in trouble here. If she is to make it in this match, she needs to fight back.

Emery drops to a knee holding her chest, as Knight shakes her hand as it tingles from the slap. Knight turns and grabs Emery pulling her away from the corner, where she grips Emery's waistband and looks for a snap suplex, but Emery blocks it and Knight tries again but again Emery blocks it and hits one of her own sending Knight into the corner.

Simone: Here we go. Emery counters the attempt from Knight and hits her own snap suplex sending her into the corner.

Adams: This is better.

Emery staggers away before turning as she watches Knight grabs the ropes and climbs to her feet but as she does, Emery rushes in and hits a yakuza kick sending Knight back down to the mat. Emery backs up and then rushes in with a cannonball. Rolling off Knight, Emery stands to her feet and she grabs Knight's foot and drags her from the corner.

Adams: Emery is now on a roll as she catches Knight with a yakuza kick and follows up with a cannonball. Nice kick by her.

Emery moves away from Knight and begins to climb the turnbuckle to the top and she looks down at Knight and sizes her up before leaping off for the "Light of Emery" - Coup de Gras but Knight moves at the same moment and Emery hits the mat and she rolls through before climbing back to her feet, where she rushes over to where Knight and is and leaps onto ropes for a springboard moonsault but Knight gets her knees up and Emery crashes down on them.

Simone: Emery looked to finish Knight off but Knight dodges the moves and Emery tries with a springboard moonsault but Knight gets her knees up putting Emery to a stop.

Emery rolls away holding her torso, as Knight tries to reach for Emery by she is too far away and she lays there still feeling the effects from the Yakuza kick. The ref moves in and checks on them both before beginning their count...

Adams: Well neither can now do anything.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Knight rolls herself into her stomach and crawls to the ropes, while Emery also rolls herself to the corner still clutching her stomach as she sucks in as much air as possible.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Knight sits up as does Emery, which Emery grabs the ropes and pulls herself to her knees before pulling on the ropes to get to her feet.

Simone: The ref up to seven, but Emery is the first one to their feet.

SEVEN!

Emery stumbles over to Knight, where she grabs her by the hair and pulls her up to her feet, where Knight shoves her backwards, but Emery moves forward and they quickly begin to trade blows back and forth until Emery drives a knee into Knight's stomach. Knight doubles over and Emery drives a knee into Knight's face. Knight stumbles back on her face and Emery leaps up and hits a standing dropkick sending Knight down to the mat.

Adams: Emery and Knight brawl but it's only brief and Emery gets the upper hand.

Emery climbs to her feet and quickly moves to Knight, where she pulls her up and sets up and hits the "Wings of a Butterfly" (Angel's Wings) before going for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match via pinfall... Amelia Emery.

Simone: Emery picks up a impressive and big win against Alice

Emery's music hits over the p.a, where she climbs off Knight and the ref raises her arm in victory.




We're taken to the backstage area of Climax Control to find Mark "The Dragon" Cross strolling around with purpose. He is carrying around a large notebook, which he stops to take notes in. As the camera pans down to the cover, the words "BFTP SCOUTING REPORT" have been scrawled crudely on it in Wite-out fluid. He comes across Mikah, who's sitting on a table in the hallway with her back against the wall and one leg bent with her foot on the table and the other down. She is still in her dark turquoise ring attire and had her phone in one hand, scrolling through something on her phone. She looks up for a moment and frowns when she sees him walk by with the notebook.

Mikah: Scouting report?

She reaches up and tucks her hair behind her ear.

Mikah: What kind of drugs are you on today?

The Dragon: The same ones!

He stops, turning to face her, pen poised.

The Dragon: How's it going Mikah? Sleeping well? Any aches, pains or niggles? Cupids Chokehold extra choke-y around Valentine's?

She raises an eyebrow at him before setting her phone down under her leg as she looks at him.

Mikah: Hopefully the bossmen don't do a random drug testing today; you might be in trouble.

She raises an eyebrow at him before her eyes move to the notebook once more, her eyes reading the words on the cover before she looks at him again.

Mikah: Why does it matter to you? This seems....like a trick question. And wouldn't you like to know how my Cupid's Chokehold feels. Too bad you never will.

She shakes her head.

Mikah: What a shame.

The Dragon: I'm just doing research, that's all. Not gonna win Blast from the Past for a second time by just winging it am I?

He scribbles a few notes on his pad.

The Dragon: C'mon, lay it on me one time. I won't report it or anything. Besides, I figure you've wanted to shut me up for a while right?

She rolls her eyes at him.

Mikah: You really think you're going to win for a second time?

She raises an eyebrow at him.

Mikah: I don't think so. I don't trust you as far as I can throw you. Knowing you, you'd probably run to their office to report it. Right away..

The Dragon: Oh no! Mikah was mean to me! Waaaaaah!

He waves his arms around wildly.

The Dragon: Nah, I just have an idea about getting out of it. Wanted to put the theory to the test before I passed it on to my partner. No reporting this time.

She folds her arms over her chest and gives him a look.

Mikah: I'm always mean to you, what's the difference?

She then rolls her eyes at him.

Mikah: That gives me even more reason not to do it. I don't need you giving any of my secrets away.

The Dragon: Aaaah yeah...

He takes another note, reading this one aloud as he writes it.

The Dragon: Smarter...than...she...looks...well at least I'm still getting SOME information even if I don't get to test out my theory.

She frowns and rolls her eyes in irritation.

Mikah: I'm not sure why the idiots in this place think that I'm dumb. But apparently, it's what most of them think.

She looks at him.

Mikah: Figures that I get to lump you in with that group. Doesn't surprise me at all.

His pen scrawls furiously on the paper now.

The Dragon: Underestimates...previous...Blast from the Past...winners...This is good stuff! I feel like we're going to be extra prepared to bounce you guys out at some point. Thanks for the assist friend.

She rolls her eyes at him.

Mikah: You are underestimated? I really doubt that.

She looks at him before a small laugh escapes her lips.

Mikah: Now leave. You're in my area, go away.

The Dragon: I think I've got enough info for now anyway...

He looks ahead down the corridor, looking for anyone else he might need to brush up on ahead of the tournament.

The Dragon: Ooh I think I just saw Joshua Acquin, gotta go. Good luuuuuuuck!

He scurries off down the corridor in hot pursuit.




The cameras cut to a dressing room as the doors open. Lincoln and Zania Daniels step out into the hallway. As they are walking down, Pussy Willow stops them.

Lincoln: Not now

He tells Pussy before she could say anything.

Pussy: How are you guy.....

Pussy can't even finish her sentence as Zania places her hand over the microphone.

Zania: What the hell did my husband just tell you? Are you stupid or something?

Pussy looks wide eyed as Lincoln shakes his head.

Lincoln: Before you stopped us, my wife and I were heading towards the ring. You see our Valentine's Day celebration begins after my match. I know Bella and I are hungry for gold. We will do our best to see it through.

Lincoln smirks. Zania gives him a kiss as they walk past Pussy as the cameras fade.




Kingingiseisha "Hitamashii" Shirasu is seen with his GRIME friends Omasa, Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell, as well as managers Johan Svensson and Giovanni Teixeira with his GRIME Nightmare title on his shoulder to discuss Hitamashii's entrance into the Blast From The Past tournament match where he and his partner, the returning Lucy Seraphina face Lachlan Kane and Mikah.

Hitamashii: I am confident that Lucy and I will win our match tonight and advance in the Blast From The Past tournament over Lachlan and Mikah, despite the fact Lucy hasn't been around SCW in years. I am a world champion and I will make GRIME proud!!!

Hitamashii smiles as he looks at Omasa and he, with his friends in tow, decide to go into the locker room while cackling as the scene fades to black.




The camera cuts backstage to Hot Stuff Mark Ward and Christian Underwood's office and sitting in a chair against the wall was one half of the mixed tag team champions, Mikah. She has one leg crossed over the other and is flipping through a book. She glances up as Hot Stuff Mark Ward walks into his office and he stops when he sees her sitting there.

HS: Lost again?

Mikah looks up to see him standing there and she sends him a smile before shutting the book and tucking her hair behind her ear.

Mikah: Nope, I'm enjoying my new locker room.

He looks around, an eyebrow raised.

HS: Your new locker room?

She grins at him and nods her head before standing up and fixing the bottoms to her ring attire.

Mikah: Mhm. My new locker room

He raises an eyebrow at her again before walking closer to her. She doesn't move and looks up at him as he moves right in front of her.

HS: Don't you have one with those teammates of yours?

She shrugs her shoulders.

Mikah: I'm playing a game and so far I'm winning.

He frowns, tilting his head just a little to the side as he looks down at her.

HS: And what does that have to do with you using my office as your locker room?

She smirks as she looks up at him.

Mikah: It's part of the game, sir. And plus, you have to admit that I'm nice to look at.

She looks up at him, a teasing look in her pretty eyes. He smirks a little at her before looking her over.

HS: Anything could be considered an upgrade compared to what I usually have to look at.

Mikah smirks up at him before winking at him.

Mikah: It's okay to admit that I'm your favorite. It's not a secret by now. I also love that Sundays are your favorite day of the week now. Just like last week..

He just shakes his head at her, opting to ignore her other comments.

HS: I think that I'm your favorite.

Mikah raises an eyebrow at him.

Mikah: I don't pick favorites.

He smirks at her as he takes another step toward her and she takes a breath, holding it for a moment or two as she looks up at him.

HS: Are you sure about that?

Mikah smirks up at him as he places a hand on her lower back, looking down at her.

Mikah: Mhm.

She looks up into his eyes as he leans down and kisses her before he turns them around, making her closer to the door now before he pulls away.

HS: For some reason I doubt that.

She looks at him and leans up and kisses him again before pulling away.

Mikah: You're lucky I have stuff to do...

She pulls herself away from him before walking toward the door.

Mikah: Don't miss me too much while I'm gone.




Justin: The following match is a first round qualifying match in the Blast From The Past Tournament!!!

As the lights in the arena cut to black, the speakers come to life with the sound of "You Ain't Ready" by Skillet. 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.

Justin: Currently in the ring, standing in at 5'11 and weighing in at 190 pounds!! Hailing from Brooklyn, New York!! Lachlan Kane!!!

The arena fades to black before Bad Bitch by Bebe Rexha featuring Ty $ign begins to play and the arena then flashes with hot pink, neon green, and purple lights. Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.

She then moves to the middle of the ropes and steps on the bottom one before leaning suggestively over the top rope as if to give the crowd a glimpse of her chest but then pulls back and steps down. She moves to the corner, leaning against the turnbuckle.

Justin: And his partner!! Standing in at 5'8 and weighing in at 110 pounds!! Hailing from New York City, New York!! One half of the Sin City Wrestling Mixed tag team champions!! Mikah!!!

The opening riffs of Fire In Our House by Astral Doors hits the speakers and Kingingiseisha "Hitamashii" Shirasu comes out to the stage, looking smug, and stands there as the crowd gives him boos. Hitamashii walks from one side of the stage to the other with a swag in his step before he looks around the crowd, and starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way he is looking down upon them. Hitamashii lowers his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Hitamashii climbs up to the apron and steps between the top rope and the middle rope, looking around at the fans as they continue to boo him.

Justin: Standing in at 5'8 and weighing in at 192 pounds!! Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada!!! Hitamashii!!!

"Liar Liar" starts to play as soon as the chorus hits Lucy jumps out from the stage and tosses her cloak off. Lucy looks around and starts to swiftly moves down the ramp. Lucy jumps onto the stairs and climbs over the turnbuckle. She flips herself in and goes to the center. She screams loudly and gets ready to fight.

Justin: Standing in at 5'9 and weighing in at 121 pounds!! Hailing from Moscow, Russia!!! Lucy Serraphina!!!

DING DING DING!

The match begins with both Mikah and Lucy Serraphina starting it off for both of their teams, the current co holder of the SCW Mixed tag titles looks across the ring against the Bombshell that knows her very well. The two circle each other before the two stare each other down as they stand near their corner. Mikah bends through her knees, placing her hands on her legs as she awaits the first move from her opponent as Lucy tentatively takes a step towards Mikah. Extending her hand as she is searching for a slow start by trying to get a upper hand by testing her opponents skill.

Adams: These two know each other very well, they won't take any risk to get a quick upper hand.

Mikah extends her hand and the two lock hands, then follow it with the other one as the two press their shoulders against each other and searching for grip to use the momentum against their opponent. Mikah quickly manages to get the upper hand first by locking Lucy in a standing side headlock before tossing her over her hip onto the canvas while holding on to the headlock. Lucy manages to escape the grip and jump to her feet as she follows it up with an armdrag as that sends Mikah to the canvas. Lucy presses her knee into the shoulder blade of Mikah as she grounds the current co holder of the tag titles. Jacob checks on Mikah to see if she is capable to continue the match

Simone: I would be surprised if Mikah wants to give in right away.

Mikah manages to get to her feet as Lucy still holds on to Mikah's arm from behind, following the every movement of Mikah before Mikah reverses the move into a Hammerlock, Lucy tries to reach between her legs to grab one of Mikah's legs but Mikah avoids this by pushing Lucy into the ropes and drops Lucy with a Dropkick to the knee of Lucy that drops her face first onto the canvas. Mikah follows it up with several face plants bashing her face into the canvas as Jacob Summers starts to use a five count

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Mikah lets go before the count of four and grins, turning her attention towards Lachlan Kane and telling him that she has got it all under control

Adams: Mikah is always a bashful one.

Mikah turns her attention back to Lucy, grabbing the leg that she had executed a dropkick on and grabs it and follows it with the other. Setting Lucy up for a Sharpshooter submission hold, placing her leg between the two of Lucy to set her up for the move. But Lucy manages to block it by grabbing it both of Lucy's hands. Mikah pulls her leg back and tries it again, but once again Lucy blocks it. Mikah quickly sets the injured leg for an Anklelock, but Lucy manages to block it by kicking with her good leg against the face of Mikah. Causing her to stagger backwards into the ropes as Lucy slowly attempts to get to her feet. Mikah uses the ropes as her own momentum as she charges back to Lucy, but Lucy manages to surprise her with a clothesline that sends Mikah down to the canvas.

Simone: Nice counter from Lucy!!!!

Both Bombshells get back to their feet, again Lucy has the upper hand on Mikah by hitting her with a Headbutt that staggers Mikah into the ropes. There Lucy grabs her by the hair and whips her into the middle of the ring before hitting a kick to her spine with her good leg. Causing Mikah to fall back on her back before Lucy covers her.

ONE!

TWO!

Mikah kicks out as Lucy grabs Mikah by the hair and pulls her up to her feet, setting her up for a Suplex but Mikah blocks it by pushing her into her corner. There Lachlan tags himself in as that forces both women to leave the ring as Hitamashii charges in on Lachlan as he sets himself up for a cross body block. Caught by Lachlan into a Samoan Drop. He then quickly gets up to his feet and hits a standing Moonsault on the back of Hitamashii before rollijng him over on his back for the count of three

ONE!

TWO!

Hitamashii manages to get his wrist on the bottom rope as that forces Jacob Summers to stop the three count. Lachlan jumps the second rope before going for a splash off the ropes. But Hitamashii gets his knees up in time, causing Lachlan to drop ribs first onto the shins of Hitamashii. He quickly goes for the cover while placing his feet on the middle rope.

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

Jacob notices the feet on the ropes before hitting his hand on the canvas for the third time, warning Hitamashii for using an illegal pin as he attempts to play the innocent role

Simone: Hitamashii got caught!!!

Hitamashii tries to explain that he slipped and that his feet got somehow on the middle rope and that it wasn't his intention to do so. But Jacob has none of it as he tells him to stop it, giving Lachlan the opportunity to get behind Hitamashii and rolls him up with a small package

ONE!

TWO!

Hitamashii kicks out and kicks Lachlan down with a stiff kick to the face before turning his attention towards Jacob Summers. Complaining that his tights got pulled and that this was an illegal pin

Adams: Oh brother.....

Jacob tells Hitamashii that this is not the case and that he has to return his attention to the match, as Lachlan got to his feet by a super kick to the jaw of Hitamashii. He quickly covers Hitamashi for the three count as Jacob goes for the count

ONE!

TWO!

THRE.....

Hitamashii got his shoulder up in time, Lucy extends her arm to her tag team partner in an attempt to get herself back into the match and turn the momentum that their opponents have. Hitamashii is clearly dazed as he crawls over towards the neutral corner. He slowly gets to his feet before turning around and we see Lachlan charge in on him with a running Thesz Press. But Hitamashi manages to catch him and executes a Spinebuster, using Lachlan's own momentum against him. Both men are down by the impact that they had gone through in the match as Jacob starts to use the ten count

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: We can't have these two teams be eliminated by a ten count!!!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Adams: Both men are moving!!!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

Jacob's count stops just before the count of nine as Hitamashii had gotten to his feet by using the ropes as well as Lachlan got to his feet staggering a little. Hitamashi senses victory at hand, charging in on Lachlan Kane, who drops him with a Side Russian Legsweep. He then follows it up with a jumping leg drop on the back of Hitamashii's neck before running the ropes and hits off with a moonsault off the ropes. Hitting the back of Hitamashii before rolling him over for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winners of this match by pinfall!! The team of Lachlan Kane and Mikah!!!!

Simone: Mikah and Lachlan advance.

Adams: The competition will get tougher but these two are a dark horse to win this thing.




Backstage we go into the office of Christian Underwood. Austin James Mercer is stting across from him, in a suit, his hair ties up, his arm still in it's protective brace. We hear boos from inside the arena as Austin slowly grins

Austin James Mercer: I think, it is safe to say you and I want the same thing...

Christian shakes his head and laughs to himself as he leans forward on his desk not hiding the disdain he has for Austin and how much he's fallen.

Christian Underwood: Oh?. I don't so. Not by a long shot.

Austin James Mercer: So, you don't want to see Fenris in the ring with me?

Christian Underwood: More than anything....

Christians voice was low as he stared at the former world champion. Austin gave a nod and pulled an envelope from his pocket placing it on the desk with a finger on it, the finger with the wolf ring, and sliding it across to him..

Christian Underwood: What's this? Some foolish demand to try and hold us to ransom? Cause I-

Austin James Mercer: No, no no Christian. It's to give you and Mark, and Brooke, and Fenris what you want.

Christian opens the envelope pulling the piece of paper from it and reading it over as Austin smiles and clears his throat..

Austin James Mercer: You want me in the ring with Fenris, Fenris wants me in the ring and I want him. But, I'm injured. And I fear for the future of this match when you can't control him. So, I took matters into my own hands. I will compete in a match with him, when I am cleared, but, if he lays a hand on me, looks at me or even breathes in my direction....not only is the match off...but you ship his ass back to Iceland, Sweden, Norway or whatever godforsaken country he's from..and Christian...this is non negotiable... have a great day....

Adams: Wow....Austin James Mercer just dropped a bomb on Christian Underwood and the rest of the SCW management team....




We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we are taken to the Jet City South locker room area. It is there where we can see Ruby Steele. She smiles as she is holding a big teddy bear in her hands along with a box of chocolates. She smiles as she walks towards Courtney Pierce who is getting ready for her match.

Ruby: Hai Garnet...

Courtney: For the love of God I told you that isn't my name... What do you want?!

Ruby smiles wide as she gazes right into the eyes of Courtney.

Ruby: Actually I just wanted to say that I know tonight is a big night. Hopefully... Keyword being hopefully you will actually beat Jessie Salco... I know that might be hard to do considering she has the most losses in the entire company but you SHOULD be able to beat her if you aren't that much of a failure. Anyway I totes came in peace and I wanted to say HAPPY VALENTINES DAY GARNET!!!!!

Courtney's eyes open wide up as Ruby hands her the teddy bear and the chocolates. Ruby smirks as Courtney is taken back.

Courtney: I don't understand... What are you trying to get at?! I appreciate the gesture but...

Ruby's smile turns to that of a wicked one as she continues to speak.

Ruby: I figured you are pretty lonely... It's not like you have anybody in your life so I thought you might as well feel some kind of love on this day. So enjoy your candy and your bears... You will have a bear to hug you after tonight when you go embarrass yourself... Now if you would excuse me I actually have a tournament to win and need to seek my partner.

With that Ruby leaves the locker room as Courtney is left to seethe in anger. She looks at the bear and is about to chuck it but that's when Ruby's sister Sapphire walks into the picture.

Courtney: I honestly can't stand that Bi...

Sapphire: Wait...I know you want to throw the bear but I don't think it's what's you think.

Courtney: It's not?! Looks like she's trying to make my life a living hell and she constantly keeps provoking me trying to start a fight I didn't even start.

Sapphire nods her head with a sigh.

Sapphire: I know but she is calling you Garnet. It's her way of trying to be welcoming. Plus on top of that her and Chip broke up months ago. She hasn't really told anybody but deep down she is hurting as well.

Courtney is taken back.

Courtney: Wait she is?!

Sapphire: Yes... She won't ever admit it though. I guess this is how she processes with her feelings. Just give it time. I know things will eventually work out and you two will be able to stand the sight of each other. For now just focus on trying to win your match and getting out of this funk.

Courtney nods her head as she looks back at Sapphire as she had a match to get ready for.




With an off-step and still rubbing at a tender spot at the back of her head, Amber Ryan wanders backstage still trying to shake out some cobwebs.

A few unnamed backstage technicians quickly move out of her way, as though reputation and a general uncertainty radiates off the redhead.

Someone who doesn't seem to move, just a little further down the corridor, perhaps because they are much more invested in the disparate bouncing of a ball tethered to a paddle- is Despayre accompanied faithfully by Angel the teddy bear sticks a tongue out slightly in concentration.

Opportunity is a curious mistress, and a tag partner is a valuable asset. With one last attempt to clear her head, and out on something more akin to a genuine smile- Amber approaches cautiously. Despayre is an interesting prospect no doubt, one that promises to pay off in one way or another.

Amber Ryan: So, Despayre right?

In an attempt to make herself more approachable, she leans on an equipment boxes that shifts with her weight- briefly leaving her off balance.

Amber Ryan: ... and of course, Angel. I've done a little research, heard a lot about you.

Offhandedly Amber gestures towards the teddy bear, who she swears internally is giving her the side eye.

Despayre's head turns quickly, Amber's arrival giving him a slight start, and he almost instinctively releases the paddle, causing the rubber ball on the rubber band to go flying chaotically into the concrete wall and it bounces off and sails over their heads, Despayre and Amber's heads watching and looking up and over in a smooth sail and down the hall...

*CRASH!*

*SCREAM!*

Despayre stares down the hall, then turns to Amber with wide eyes, clutching Angel tighter against himself and he swallows hard.

Despayre: ... Hi?

Amber Ryan: ... Yeah, hi. We're tag partners- you know Blast from the Past? That. I mean you've won it so I suppose you get that better than I do. So yeah... thought I'd reach out- not literally. Well, not till... ah fuck. This isn't going well, is it?

Amber, completely knowing and seeing this all going downhill- the deficient in her social skills on full display as she tries to connect with the wide-eyed Despayre still clutching the teddy bear with a death grip.

Despayre simply -- stares at Amber. Tag team partner? Oh and she just so happens to find and approach him today of all days!? Despayre's eyes narrow and his arm whips out, finger extended and pointed right at Amber.

Despayre: I'm onto you! This isn't about being my tag team partner! I'm still waiting to meet her! This is Valentine's Day! This is the Day of Stolen Smooches! Well! I wasn't born yesterday! I don't know who you are lady...!

Amber blinks.

Amber Ryan: Who I...

Despayre: But there will be NO stolen smooches from me today!

Despayre turns around on his feet and takes off in a mad dash down the hallway...

Despayre: STRANGER DANGER!!!

Confused and almost in a fit of laughter, Amber restrains herself long enough to watch Despayre disappear- the realization of what she's potentially gotten herself into starting to dawn as she makes her way off in the same direction.

Amber Ryan: ... Well, this promises to be fun if nothing else.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Jessie Salco leaning against the wall and listening to "Reborn" by Ektomorph through her iPhone, right as the last song, "Smashing the Past" ends Jessie is approached by Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Jessie, tonight you are facing Courtney Pierce in your first Climax Control match of the year, you have any last minute thoughts on this match?

Jessie: What do you expect me to say? She has the gall to call ME a failure?!

Jessie asks before kicking off the wall.

Jessie: Eight time champion, a four PPV winning streak INCLUDING a win over Evie Jordan and a close friendship with not one, not two but THREE Hall of Famers? And what does she have to her name?

Pussy: She won the 2018 Blast from the Past.

Jessie: And if she had literally been paired with anyone but Fenris, she never would've made it past round one! Just look at her recent track record! Tonight, I'm continuing my winning streak whilst Courtney fades further into obscurity.

Pussy: One last question, what's the situation with Char Kwon?

Jessie: Fuck if I know!

Jessie responds as she throws her hands up.

Jessie: My interference in her match against Evie was business as far as Char Kwon was concerned! Evie could've been facing either of the Metal Maniacs or Apple Coren and I still would've interfered, and if Char shows up to mess with my match tonight, she'll quickly regret it!

Jessie adds before showing Pussy her phone.

Jessie: What does that last track say?

Pussy: Smashing the Past?

Jessie: Exactly, this year I'm all about smashing the past and by the end of the year I will not be known as the Bombshell with the worst win/loss record, for one thing that honour will be going to Courtney, I'll be known as the new bitch to beat!

Jessie walks off as the scene fades.




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

The giggle from the start of Kehlani's "Gangsta" floods the arena PA as the lights in the arena go out one by one. By the time the first words of the song start, energizing the small but vocal audience, the arena is pitch black. Purple and white spotlights above the stage start to pulse to the sound of the music. The screen at the top of the stage lights up, writing out five letters in pace with the flow of the music: C O U R T.

Justin: Making her way to the ring the 2018 Blast From The Past Tournament winner, Courtney Pierce!

As the beat of the song finally kicks in, the SCW Bombshell comes out from behind the curtain and out onto the stage to a huge pop from the crowd welcoming her. She stops at the top of the ramp, crosses her ankles, her purple ring gear shimmering with all of the camera flashes around the arena, and takes a slight bow to the crowd with her arms out to her sides. Court makes her way to ringside, and carefully makes her way up the ringside stairs and onto the apron. She ducks down between the bottom and middle rope and into the ring.

Justin: And her opponent...

The slow church bells of "Unsainted" by Slipknot are heard throughout the arena before the choir starts singing the words, when Corey Taylor joins in and the drumming picks up the the lights flashing across the arena.

Justin: Introducing, from Miami, Florida, "The Heavy Metal Angel" Jessie Salco!

As the song kicks into high gear with Corey's scream Jessie emerges from the back headbanging along to the song before finishing with the christ pose at the top of the ramp and making her way down to the ring, she slides into the ring and perches herself on the middle turnbuckle waiting for the match to begin.

Dawn Barnes is standing in the center of the ring as she looks at Courtney and Jessie in their respective corners. Before she can call for the bell to ring, "Whistle" suddenly comes over the sound system. Both Jessie and Courtney turn their heads toward the stage as Mr. Chalmers steps through the curtain wearing a very nice suit. He is making his way down the ramp as Dawn Barnes signals for the bell to sound.

DING DING DING!

Once the bell sounds, Courtney and Jessie begin to circle each other. After the third rotation, both ladies meet in the center of the ring with a collar elbow tie up. Both ladies are jockeying for position as neither one can gain the upper hand. As they are doing so, Mr. Chalmers rounds the ring and heads toward the announce table.

Simone: I was told by Christian that we were going to have visitor tonight but I wasn't expecting Mr. Chalmers.

Adams: I'm surprised he would come out alone without Char or Kiara by his side.

At that moment, Mr. Chalmers picks up a headset as Jessie had finally gained the upper hand with a quick knee to the midsection of Courtney.

Simone: What brings you out here Mr. Chalmers?

Mr. Chalmers: I will divulge my intentions for being out here on my own time. For now, pay attention to the match at hand.

Courtney had taken the knee shot causing her to bend over slightly. Jessie lands a second knee into the same position as Courtney lets out a grunt. Jessie continues to drive her knee into Courtney's midsection until they are up against the ring ropes. Dawn Barnes warns Jessie to back it up. Jessie holds her hand up and backs up a few inches. Courtney steps away from the ropes to only get met with a sharp forearm across her jaw. The shot caught her by surprise as Jessie smirks before throwing another sharp forearm. Jessie goes to throw one more forearm only to have Courtney catch her forearm and slamming her elbow directly into the ribs.

Jessie backs away quickly as Courtney takes the opportunity to bounce off the ropes and catch Jessie with a spinning back kick. The back of her heel connects with Jessie's nose as she falls down to a seated position. Jessie quickly holds her nose as Courtney follows up the kick with a swift shining wizard catching the tip of her knee to the side of the head. Jessie falls backward as Courtney quickly goes for a pinfall attempt.

ONE!

TW.......

Jessie manages to kick her legs out pretty easily as Courtney stands right back up to her feet. She decides to run the ropes. She bounces off them while coming back towards Jessie. Jessie drops down in front of her causing Courtney to step over her. As Courtney comes back off the ropes, Jessie pushes herself up and connects with a picture perfect dropkick. Courtney drops down on her back as Jessie rolls over onto her feet. She then gets right back up to her feet connects with a vicious knee to the side of Courtney's head.

Mr. Chalmers: My client asked me to observe this thing inside the ring.

Simone: Are you talking about Jessie Salco? The woman who is showing why she is a top star in the bombshell division.

Mr. Chalmers: According to my client, Ms. Salco made a grave mistake and I happen to agree with my client.

Adams: I hope Jessie's sniffer isn't broken.

Jessie is checking on her nose as she grabs a handful of Courtney's hair and pulls her right back up to her feet. After doing so, Jessie hooks her arm around Courtney's neck, throws her arm over her shoulder, grabs a hold of her tights before shooting her over head with a quick snap suplex. Jessie keeps a hold of Courtney's neck as she twists her hips while pulling her right back up to a vertical base. Jessie connects with a second snap suplex. She twists her hips and moves to a vertical base for a third time. Before she could connect with a third suplex, Courtney had struck again in the ribcage with a quick punch. Jessie groaned as Courtney continued to punish the potential injured body part. Jessie loosens her grip as Courtney grabs a hold of the arm around her neck and twists it away from her. As she is doing this, Courtney brings her leg up and catches her heel right onto Jessie's nose.

Jessie falls backward again as Courtney sprints toward the ropes before springing off the ropes and landing right on top of Jessie with a beautiful splash. Courtney rolls over onto her elbows while grabbing at her own midsection.

Simone: I'm not sure that was a smart move Courtney.

Adams: These two are going back and forth.

Courtney stands up to her feet while once again running towards the ropes. Right as she bounces off them, Jessie kips up to her feet and hooks her legs around Courtney's head. She then shoots Courtney halfway across the ring. Jessie Salco is back up to a knee as Courtney is grabbing at her back. Jessie quickly charges her and connects with a front dropkick sending Courtney back first into the turnbuckle. The back of Courtney's head does a whiplash effect as Jessie follows it up with a quick cannonball. Jessie quickly rolls back up to her feet as she returns to stomp a mudhole into Courtney. Dawn Barnes finally steps in as she warns Jessie.

As Dawn Barnes is tied up with Jessie, they don't notice Ruby Steele running down the ramp. She stands next to the ring while trying to pump Courtney up. Jessie turns back toward Courtney as she notices the rookie. She pays her no mind as Jessie grabs a hold of both ankles before lifting her up and dropping right back down into a sit out powerbomb kind of maneuver. After hitting the move, Jessie quickly goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Before Dawn's hand could come down for a three, Ruby quickly reaches into the ring and places Courtney's foot onto the bottom rope. Ruby then whistles toward Dawn and motions at the rope. Dawn immediately stops the count as Jessie is starting to look a little frustrated.

Mr. Chalmers: Ms. Salco will soon learn who she has messed with when my client gets my analysis of this thing.

Simone: Are you not going to talk about Ruby Steele coming out of nowhere and just getting involved in the match.

Mr. Chalmers ignores Belinda as Jessie is warning Ruby Steele about getting involved in the match. Ruby holds her hands up trying to play innocent bystander. As Jessie is slightly distracted, this allows Courtney to get right back up to her feet. She sees Jessie not looking at her as she comes up behind her. She hooks her hands under Jessie's arms before throwing Jessie over head with a unique version of a German suplex. Jessie lands awkwardly on her shoulder as Courtney once again connects with a sharp knee directly in the face. Jessie's head snaps back as Courtney follows the knee strike with a flipping necksnap. After connecting with the move, Courtney goes for another pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

Thr.....

Jessie rolls her shoulder up at the last second as Courtney seems a little lost as she is quickly back up to her feet. She looks down at Jessie then at the ring ropes as a light bulb clicks in her head. She picks Jessie up off the canvas. She grabs a hold of her arm and looks to shoot her off towards the ropes. During the move, Jessie manages to counter the whip and shoots Courtney towards the ropes instead. As Courtney hits the ropes, Ruby reaches up and grabs the foot causing Courtney to trip. Ruby is sitting on the floor not realizing what she had just done.

Courtney slowly gets back up to her feet as Jessie comes springing off the ropes while connecting with a tornado DDT.

Adams: CIRCLE PIT!!!!

Jessie quickly goes for the cover while hooking both legs just to be safe.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Dawn signals for the bell as Jessie leans up onto her knees while checking her nose over.

Justin: Here is your winner, Jessie Salco.

Jessie stands back up to her feet as Dawn raises her arm high into the air. Courtney is slowly coming around as Ruby Steele had vacated the ringside area. Jessie begins to celebrate as Mr. Chalmers stands up from his position at the announce table.

Simone: Why did he just stand up? I wouldn't want to be Ruby Steele right now.

A sly smirk appears on Mr. Chalmers face as he lifts his hand up towards Jessie as "Whistle" once again starts playing. Jessie turns her head slowly as Char Kwan can be seen standing on the stage just staring a whole into Jessie Salco.

Adams: I do believe I see why Mr. Chalmers was out here.

Simone: Judging by her recent change in her attitude, I bet this has something to do with Jessie's involvement in Char's match against Evie Jordan.

Char lifts her index finger and points at Jessie. No words are spoken as Mr. Chalmers has made his way up towards the ramp. Jessie is looking at both of them while motioning for Char to bring it.

Adams: I wouldn't do that Jessie. Did you not see what Char did to Daniela Rodgers?

Simone: I see a violent encounter between these two is coming.




We are taken backstage to the catering area for Climax Control. Mark "The Dragon" Cross can be seen seated in a corner, his feet up on the table. He has a large notebook propped up in one hand. His eyes peer over the top of the book, scrawling notes in it as he watches wrestlers and staff alike breeze past.

The cover of the notebook has "BFTP SCOUTING REPORT" written in crude letters with Wite-out fluid. Seconds later his partner for the BFTP Tournament Krystal Wolfe walks up carrying two drinks in her hands.

Krystal: I got the drink you wanted.

Krystal comments before handing Mark a drink.

Krystal: So, where do you want to start? With the first match?

Krystal asks as she glances at the Notebook.

The Dragon: The eagle has landed. Sorry, I mean Candy's going for a second slice of cake.

He flips through the notebook for the right page, making a note.

The Dragon: Unless you got a peek at next week's card, we don't know who the opponents are...

He kicks his feet off the table, coming to a normal sitting position.

The Dragon: Wait...did you?

Krystal: Trust me, if I knew, I'd tell you, now on a personal level there's two teams I don't want to advance to the next round.

Krystal responds before leaning over to get a better look at the matches, as she is wearing the Wolfe and Dragon shirt, she doesn't expose much of her cleavage in the process but it's still a nice view.

Krystal: And as much as I hate to admit it, they both contain my fellow Go Gym Graduates, Daniel just had the rotten luck of being stuck with Ruby with his partner and Cassian?

Still stands back up and folds her arms.

Krystal: Well, anyone who's been paying attention to Twitter knows about my beef with him.

The Dragon: Well then that's exactly who we NEED to advance. Nice work on the t-shirt by the way...

He sits back in his chair a little, still surveying the area.

The Dragon: Personal issues are great, it fuels the fire, means you don't need to get any extra motivation to bring your A-game out there. Plus, half of the names in this tournament? They're not here wrestling week in, week out anymore. They're unknown quantities to people you HATE to see every week. We want them to advance.

He drops his notepad on the table.

The Dragon: To win a tournament, you're supposed to beat the best people. Why not end it once and for all in a ring, the only place where it really matters?

Krystal: True enough and thanks, I did debate turning it into a crop top but decided against it.

Krystal admits before thinking for a bit.

Krystal: As for the remaining teams, aside from us obviously, there are some teams that I'd feel better about being drawn against than others.

Krystal wastes no time in pointing to the Despayre and Amber Ryan team.

Krystal: That team for example would be a rough round one drawing.

The Dragon: A lot of tough match-ups for sure. Couple of current champions in the mix, anyone could beat anyone to be honest. Just makes us all the more dangerous when we crawl ourselves out of the first round. I love a challenge though, don't you?

Krystal: Hell yeah, I said when I was my SCW debut that I came here to face the best the Bombshell Division had to offer.

Krystal nods as she looks over the other round two teams.

Krystal: And if any of the singles champions get drawn against us in round two, maybe the bosses will put their titles on the line which is always a bonus.

Krystal adds before taking a deep breath.

Krystal: Guess the old nerves are getting too me, not only is this my first full year in SCW but my first Blast from the Past Tournament! It was so much easier to watch as a fan, that's for sure.

The Dragon: Really? I get bored too easily!

He cracks open the drink that Krystal had brought over for him, taking a long sip.

The Dragon: Sitting on the sidelines? Not for me. Just being around this place makes me want to be out there, it's like a drug almost. Seriously though, don't worry about the nerves. Before next week, we'll figure out your opponent, and have a plan together for how you can beat them. We'll be prepared, and we'll be coordinated, which is more than I had when I won this thing last year. It's never easy, but we'll make it as easy as we can.

Krystal: Damn straight, I knew this wasn't going to be easy but like I said when I signed up for this thing, this tournament has beeb on the bucket list since I decided to become a wrestler.

Krystal adds before taking a sip from her drink.

Krystal: Either way, I'm looking forward to our first tag team match together, who knows? Maybe if this works out for the better we can go after the Mixed Tag Titles down the line.

Krystal suggests before sighing.

Krystal: Until then we can focus on the tournament, so, shall we meet up tomorrow to discuss our plans? Since we'll know who we're facing by then?

The Dragon: Sounds like a plan! Your place or mine?

Krystal: My place, I'll text you the address later.

Krystal and Mark continue to chat for a while as the scene fades.




We find ourselves backstage as Ruby bursts through the doors of London Underground's locker room. We see her holding a big box in her hands. Mackenzie and Charlotte seem dumbfounded as she looks at the aqua haired beauty. Ruby just smiles in return as she looks at everyone.

Ruby: Hello my fellow Londoners!

Mackenzie: Bloody hell I told you we should have locked our door.

Charlotte: Be nice... We should see what she wants!

Ruby smirks as she rushes Daniel with the big box in her hand as she hands it to him.

Daniel: What is the meaning of this?!

Ruby: What?! This is our HUGE SUPER DUPER OUTRAGEOUSLY DEBUT! It's going to be super exciting and over the top amazing. So we need to showcase our team spirit... Isn't that right O

ie Muffin?!

Osborne doesn't even bother to say anything as she looks at Charlotte.

Ruby: Come on Charlie Gurl you love my excitement right?! Or how about you Kenz-Friend!

Mackenzie: Did she just...

Charlotte: Give us all nicknames?! When can we break her arm...

Mackenzie: Or punch her in the face?!

Daniel sighs as she shakes his head.

Daniel: This is what happens when SCW pairs me up with a kid...

Ruby's eyes open wide up.

Ruby: KID?! KID?! I am a SUPER FAN... FOUR YEARS AGO IN NEW ZEALAND I REMEMBER THE GIRLS WINNING THE BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIPS AND REMEMBER YOU MEN WINNING IN AUSTRALIA! It was so amazing I was 18 at the time but now I am 22... WHICH MEANS I AM NOT THIS KID YOU KEEP CALLING ME!

Daniel gets annoyed.

Daniel: Woman... Girl.... Kid.... Hell Bird.... Can you please just turn down the volume. I can understand you being a fan but we have a match soon. I would at least love to have some of my sanity by the time we actually go out to that ring.

Ruby: FINE I WON'T YELL ANYMORE... But maybe you should open the gift I got you... It's amazing, it's over the top... It's OUTR....

Mackenzie grabs Ruby as she looks down into her eyes.

Mackenzie: We can appreciate your enthusiasm but please turn the volume down a bit... We get it you are excited.

Ruby holds her arms up saying sorry. Daniel opens up the box and as he does it four t shirts. One for each member of London Underground. The t shirts read 24K London Stone!

Ruby: These are the official 24KAROT LONDON STONE T SHIRT!!! Everybody can go to SCW Shop right now and get your fill as you watch Ruby and Daniel go through the Blast From The Past and actually win the thing. So let's do this together right Pearl?!

Daniel: Pearl?!

Ruby: Yes it's your birthstone which means the world will see Ruby and Pearl fighting through everybody in this tournament to win... Who will stop us?!

Ruby smiles as she skips away as Charlotte grabs the shirt and smiling at it.

Charlotte: It actually has a nice design and...

Mackenzie: Oh hush you.

Mackenzie smacks the shirt out of Charlotte's hand as we go to elsewhere.




The scene opens backstage just before the Blast from the Past Tournament Match between Daniel J. Morgan and Ruby Steele and Lincoln Daniels and Bella Madison where we see Australian Bombshell Krystal Wolfe watching the action on a backstage monitor, she is standing behind a large gift wrapped present though it isn't clear what that present is.

Simone: Krystal did mention that she was thinking about getting back in the dating scene, but I didn't think she'd find a boy/girlfriend so quickly!

Adams: Especially with Cassian Reed lusting after her.

Krystal shakes her head as she waits for the match to start.

Krystal: Dan deserves better than to be paired up with that outrageously annoying bitch.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Something on your mind Krystal?

Krystal looks up and sees Ms. Rocky Mountains standing nearby before shaking her head.

Krystal: Aside from scouting my potential competition for round two and feeling sorry for Dan? Not a lot, though to be honest there's only two matches that I'm invested in tonight, the next one and the Main Event.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You want Cassian to lose? Even though he's a follow Go Gym Graduate?

Krystal: He called Keira Fisher a six, A FUCKING SIX! He's not even a two himself!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I see, and who is that for?

Krystal glances towards the gift and grins.

Krystal: Well..........

Before Krystal can continue, a loud over confident HA-HA! hits the airways. Approaching the camera Cassian can be seen walking up behind Krystal and Rocky with a massive smirk on his face.

Cassian: Still can't keep my name out of your mouth? You keep this up Kry and your whole SCW will be based on your obvious crush on me...

Krystal rolls her eyes, before she goes to bite back.

Cassian: Actions speak louder than words, Kry... just try and keep your crush from becoming stalkerish, I've already got a flock of crazy birds... I don't need another growing feather and feeling flighty...

Cassian stands there with a massive smile on his face, feeling like a million bucks, Krystal on the other hand rolls her eyes so hard that they almost roll into the back of her head.

Krystal: Tell me Cass, have you ever watched Hell's Kitchen?

Krystal asks but doesn't give him a chance to answer.

Krystal: Don't answer that, I'm asking because there's a quote from that show that comes to mind whenever I think of you, you're so full of shit that your eyes are brown!

Simone: Ouch!

Adams: And Cassian's a fellow Go Gym Graduate too, hate to imagine what Krystal says to her enemies!

Krystal sighs before motioning to the large gift.

Krystal: That said that gift is for you actually! No tricks either!

He looks at the gift but doesn't reach out to take it. The look on his face says it all, he doesn't care for it. Leaning down he looks Krystal right in her eyes before he speaks.

Cassian: You watch one episode of Hell's Kitchen and you think you're a comedian... blimey there's absolutely nothing original about your bland persona is there?

Krystal goes to speak but Cassian just cuts her off.

Cassian: You keep this up for as long as you want Kry, but blind Freddie can see that in my presence you're wetter than the pacific.

Krystal simply smirks as she folds her arms whilst in the background Ms. Rocky Mountains can be seen having a drink from a water bottle.

Krystal: It's funny how you mentioned blindness because it's a miracle that you haven't rendered yourself blind from jerking off to Roxi all these years!

Krystal snarks causing Rocky to spit out the contents of her drink in response.

Krystal: Or to put it in simpler terms, you're a wanker!

Adams: Can she say that? What will the bosses think?!

Simone: Who are we kidding? Mark's probably dying from laughter as we speak!

Krystal adds before she starts to walk away.

Krystal: Good luck getting tossed around the ring by Slappy McGoo tonight Cass but if by some miracle you make it past him, I'll see you in round two!

Krystal adds as she walks off.

Krystal: Oh, and please enjoy your present since you like fucking yourself so much!

Krystal walks off as the scene fades.




Outside of the Saxon Hotel, the camera picks up the arrival of Fenris and his brother Aron as they arrive on scene. The brothers Baltasarsson exit their car and Fenris grabs his luggage; a lesson learned from his training days at the GO Gym courtesy of Gabriel Stevens; "Always bring your attire. You never know when you might be needed in the ring."

The brothers walk toward the back entrance used by the SCW personnel, and they are greeted by the cheers of the fans who have congregated outside of the Hotel, watching and waiting for a glimpse of some of their SCW favorites. Aron greets them with a smile and a casual wave, Fenris simply walks straight ahead while paying the fans little mind. Given his reputation, most fans would probably find themselves strangely disappointed had he so much as acknowledged them.

They arrive at the doors and Aron reaches forward when one of the security guards stationed there stops them.

Guard: I'm sorry sirs, but you can't come in.

Which only causes Fenris to frown. Gee! Big shocker, tear out the front page!

Fenris: We work here!

Guard: I'm aware of that sir. Fenris and Aron, correct. Technically your brother is allowed inside of the building but I am sorry...

The guard shakes his head at Fenris.

Guard: We were given strict instructions not to allow you into the building.

Aron takes a step forward and finds himself to be the voice of reason (again).

Aron: What's this about? How can he not be allowed in the building?

Guard: I'm sorry sir, but we weren't given the specifics. We were just told that Fenris was not allowed in the building. You'll have to contact the higher ups if you want details.

Fenris: Are you FUCKING kidding me!?

To which the poor guard could only shrug helplessly.

Guard: I'm sorry. Our hands are tied.

Fenris looks absolutely OUTRAGED at this turning point of events, and Aron knows his brother well enough to know when he has to intervene and quickly. Fenris finds his brother's hand on his shoulder. Fenris turns to look at him and Aron shakes his head in the negative.

Aron: K ... don't. They're just doing their jobs.

Fenris stares at Aron for what seems like an eternity, but the younger sibling is far used to it. Fenris then looks at the guards, then back to Aron and suddenly curses violently in Icelandic!

Fenris: Don't fucking believe this!!!

Fenris does an about face and walks right back the way he had just come with Aron taking longer strides to catch up, and leaving some confused fans in their wake.




Justin Decent: The following match is an opening round match in the black from the past...introducing first...

A video package starts playing on the screen as "Go Hard" suddenly blasts through the sound system. Blue and green lights start to float around the arena as Lincoln Daniels steps through the curtain with his wife Zania right by his side. Lincoln takes one look at the audience before holding his arms out wide. A small set of pyro goes off behind him as they slowly make their way down the ramp.

Justin: Making his way down the aisle, being accompanied to the ring by Zania Daniels, from Valdosta, Georgia, he stands six feet two inches tall. He weighs 241 pounds. He is "Mr. Incredible" Lincoln Daniels

Lincoln gets half way down the ramp before leaving his wife's side and sliding into the ring. He stands on the far turnbuckle while holding his arms out wide while mouthing out towards the audience.

Justin Decent: Standing 6'2 and weighing in at 241 pounds, from Valdasta Georgia..LINCOLN DANIELS

Arena goes dark as the ominous tones of New Years Day's "Shut up" begins to blare. The entrance lights up as does the video screen that shows, climbing up a set of stairs we see with each step taken a different footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kickpads.

The roar comes over the sound system as we see Bella standing on top of the entrance. She stands wearing her wrestling gear along with a ring jacket with the hood up and starts making her way to the ring.

Towards the end of the chorus she hops up on the ring side and climbs to the second rope, drops the hood of the jacket with a smirk and a wink as the song fades out.

Justin Decent:And his partner, she stands 5'5 and weighed in at 125 pounds from New York New York...BELLLA MADISON

I'm so sorry by Imagine Dragons hits as Daniel J Morgan walks out without the rest of London Underground. He makes his way down to the ring and gets onto the apron staring at Bella and Lincoln.

Justin Decent: And their opponents, first from London England, he stands 6'1 and weighed in at 220 pounds, DANIEL J MORGAN

I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston begins to blast all across the speakers and as it does we are able to see Ruby Steele emerging from the curtain. She is clad in a sparkling ruby glow in the dark jacket. The jacket shines brightly and she excitedly sprints to the ring slapping the hands of the roaring fans. She does some cartwheels before finishing up with one massive backflip. She giggles before she slowly slides into the ring. She nips up to her feet and blows kisses to the crowd before she bounces about waiting for the match to begin.

Justin Decent: And finally, his partner, from London England, standing 5'3 and weighing in at 112 pounds...RUBY STEEEELE

DING DING DING!

Ruby and Bella exit the ring as Lincoln and Daniel start off the match. They move around one another and lock up. Daniel pushes against Lincoln but Lincoln is much stronger outweighing the former mixed tag team champion by over twenty pounds and pushes Daniel back into a neutral corner holding him there as the referee counts. And reaches 4, Lincoln breaks clean and steps back waiting for Daniel to come out. As he does he offers a lock up again, this time though Daniel catches Lincoln and hits him with a hard European uppercut, Lincoln stumbles back and Daniel keeps on the attack hitting hard uppercut after uppercut as Lincoln leans back in the corner. Daniel grabs Lincoln by the arm and pulls him forward into a knee to the stomach before hitting a belly to back suplex on the big man dropping him in the center of the ring.

Morgan gets to his feet and calls for Lincoln to get up, Lincoln holds his back and Morgan grabs him by the head and goes for another uppercut, but Lincoln blocks it, hooking his arm around Morgans and then scooping him up and slamming him down with a powerslam!. Morgan arches his back in pain as Lincoln steps forward and grabs him from behind lifting him up for a german suplex, Morgan lands hard on the back of his head and shoulders as Lincoln measures him up for the spear, Morgan pulls himself up on the ropes and Lincoln runs in, but Morgan jumps forward and hits a shining wizard on Lincoln as he runs in, Morgan rolls to the side and Ruby Steele tags herself in, Bella Madison looks up and jumps over the top rope

Adams: Great opening by Lincoln and Morgan, Lincoln is an athletic powerhouse and Daniel Morgan is a technical brawler.

Simone: Styles make fights and while Lincoln Daniels can throw you around with precision and timing Daniel Morgan can beat your face in and then rip an arm off....and then beat you with it

Adams: But here come Ruby and Bella!

Bella sprints at Ruby who goes for a clothesline, Bella ducks and hits the ropes before flying back at Ruby with full speed, Bella leaps in the air going for a hy=urricanrana, as she snaps Ruby around though Ruby plants her hands and is able to front flip out of it, both women look at one another and Bella hits an arm drag before rolling and kipping up to her feet, Ruby hits an arm drag of her own and does the same thing before both women go for a dropkick spinning into a standoff. Bella smiles and Ruby gives her a nod as they move around each other again trying to measure each other up. They go for a greco roman knuckle lock, Bella being the taller of the two is able to get above Ruby and push her down. Ruby bends down into a bridge and stays there

Bella jumps up and goes for put all her weight on Ruby but Ruby puts her feet up, kicks Bella back to her feet which causes Blela to pull Ruby up who then jumps up and turns spinning around the other direction and tolling Bella up.

ONE!

TWO!

Bella kicks out and spins to her feet, Ruby tries to leap forward on the attack but Bella kicks Ruby in the stomach and steps forward hitting a DDT that spikes Ruby on the top of her head, Bella gets to her feet and turns hitting s standing moonsault before popping back up again and hooking Rubys leg spinning her around into an STF.

Simone: Madison with the submission!. This could win her the match Ruby doesn't have alot of experience being locked in stuff like this.

Adams: Madison is ripping and tearing at Ruby Steeles face and back, this looks uncomfortable.

Ruby reaches out for the ropes but can't get there, she rolls and spins shaking her leg from the move but Bella slides forward and keeps the crossface part of the hold on. Ruby is able to roll over and over the top of Bella and gets into the ropes but doesn't just force the break Ruby rolls from the ring to the floor. Bella right away shakes her head and slides from the ring after Ruby, Ruby runs around the ring and then slides back in on another side, Bella slides in after her and Ruby leaps up catching Bella with a beautiful dropkick to the chin, but as Bella slid in Lincoln caught the tag, Ruby gets pushed back by the referee who is unsure of what just happened. Daniel realises and gets in the ring to face Lincoln again..

Simone: Ruby had to get away from Bella there, Miss Madison was looking like she was ready to rip Ruby apart.

Adams: Yeah but Ruby showed as an athlete she belongs here with that high flying style. But Bella Madison is a second generation athlete and fits the mold for what a professional wrestler is in 2021

Lincoln runs at Daniel as he gets in the ring and picks Daniel up tackling him into the corner ramming his shoulder hard into Daniels stomach before picking Mr Morgan right up out of it over his shoulder, he turns towards the center of the ring, Morgan is able to shift his body weight and slide down Lincolns back into a school boy roll up, but Morgan lets the pin go and turns the other way before going for a Lariat, Lincoln hits the ropes after ducking it, he comes back and fires right into Daniel Morgan with the Wild Adventures spear. Lincoln is on fire as he pops up and beats his hands on his chest. He steps onto the apron and looks at Daniel who is laying in the center of the ring and does the "spin" move with his hands. He then goes for the springboard 450 he calls the georgia splash!, but Morgan gets his knees up!

Simone: Lincoln thought he had him and to be honest if he hit him with the 450 that would have been it

Adams: Daniel Morgan saw it coming though

Daniel shakes off the attack from Lincoln who is also struggling after the crash and burn of missing his 450, he steps close to Morgan who hits a few hard jabs before grabbing Lincoln by the arm and whipping him across the ring, Morgan goes for a leg lariat but Lincoln catches him and powers Daniel up onto his shoulder for a powerslam, Daniel kicks his legs and lands behind Lincoln with his head hooked for the Proper brown bread!, he spins Lincoln and covers

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winners, Daniel J Morgan and Ruby Steele!

Ruby quickly moves toward Justin, saying something quickly.

Justin: Erm, 24k London Stone!

Simone: Daniel Morgan and Ruby Steele advance.

Adams: You mean 24k London Stone.

Simone: I don't think Daniel signed off on that team name.




The scene cuts to the backstage area, the hallway more specifically, where Holly Wood is standing by with a microphone, as confident as usual.

Holly: Ladies and gentlemen, with me at this time is none other than SCW Bombshells Internet Champion... Myra Rivers!

Some cheers are heard from the limited audience when the scene pans and reveals Myra standing by with her championship over her shoulder. Of course, all things considered, she has every reason to be in a bright and positive mood.

Holly: Myra, you are coming off of your record breaking fifth defense of your championship and you've got so much momentum coming into this Blast from the Past tournament. You've done a great job representing your division, but as you know, this is going to be a step up for you. The Blast from the Past tournament is one of the most prestigious events in Sin City Wrestling and there's definitely going to be a bigger spotlight on you than before. How do you think you'll be able to handle that?

Myra: I'm confident that I'm going to handle it just fine. I know in my younger years, I've had that tendency to crack, but what I've done since I've been part of this company has absolutely prepared me for this. You're right. I am going to be under a bigger microscope. This is going to be the toughest competition for me to date. But, I've proven what I am capable of. I've beaten three former Bombshells World Champions up to this point and yeah, I may have to beat a couple of them along the way to win this tournament, but this is the spotlight I've been dreaming about for so long. I've had that hunger to get to this point from the moment I got here. I didn't think I'd be in said spotlight this soon, but the past few months have really given me so much confidence.

Holly: You mentioned this just now, but tonight, you will have to defeat your fourth former Bombshells World champion, this time in Amy Santino. You know her accolades. You know she's a Hall of Fame member and grand slam winner. What do you make of the challenge that she's going to bring?

Myra: Amy has proven over the years that she's one hell of a competitor. In no way at all am I going to say that she's going to be an easy elimination. Sure, she's been gone for a while and it's been a minute since she's held a championship in SCW, but as I have personally proven myself, you're never too old to accomplish some big things. For all we know, she may just find a spark and win this whole thing. She may end up doing exactly what I've been doing since I came here. Of course, with all due respect, I am going to do everything in my power to move forward in this tournament and I definitely look forward to the challenge, but it's one that I know in my heart I am very capable of stepping up to. She's always going to be considered legendary around these parts, but I took part in this tournament to win it and show that I truly am ready to reach THE ultimate spotlight in this company.

Holly: It certainly helps that you and Mac Bane appear to be on the same page with no old grudges from prior companies being any sort of issue, which for you that's a great thing. But, he hasn't been in Sin City Wrestling in some time. Max Burke just recently ran roughshod through SCU for months. Are you concerned that maybe he's too rusty and Max might be too much for him?

Myra: I'm not. I personally know more than ANYONE in this company NOT named Amber Ryan how he goes about his business. I've seen it for myself. He DID become the SCW Roulette Champion in the men's division relatively quickly and I am not concerned at all that he's lost a step. The most important thing really, is the trust that we have in one another and the fact that any prior sins in a prior promotion are not going to be a factor is a huge advantage for us. I know him, he knows me. Amy and Max are a little bit more of a random throw-together team. That doesn't disqualify them from winning, but at the same time, knowing your partner does present its advantages.

Holly: What would it mean to you to win this tournament and subsequently become the Bombshells World Champion?

Myra: Oh gosh...

Myra takes a deep breath, knowing exactly what it would mean to her, but after a split second of getting lost in the moment, she comes back to earth and keeps her composure

Myra: More than I can put into words, obviously. But, now's not the time to be answering that question. I'm not going to think that far ahead. I have to take things one step at a time and do what I need to do for Mac and I to move forward in this tournament, beginning tonight. Amy and Max are my focus right now. If I'm able to get that far, I'll be glad to answer that for you.

Myra nods with her vintage confidence before she turns and leaves Holly to herself. Shortly after that, the interview ends and the scene fades out.




Cut to former G.R.I.M.E. World Nightmare champion, Max Burke and Sin City Wrestling Class of 2020 Hall Of Famer Casey Williams in a hallway backstage next to the entrance. Max and Casey are in a heated conversation.

Casey: Time to remind them.

Max paces back and forth getting into his pre match mindset. His focus is intense. He is fully suited up ready to go to war. You can see Max thinking ahead to the match, formulating a game plan for Mac Bane.

Max: It's time.

Casey: You need to show them you're still here.

Max: Oh they'll see it. It'll be real clear. Hitamashii's time will come. The arrogant fall. I will win my championship back. But, tonight is going to be fun. Tonight is going to be a fight.

Max locks eyes with Casey, and the hall of famer gives a quick nod. Williams blisters Max with hard slaps to the face. With each crack the intensity in Max's eyes skyrockets.

Casey: Let's go!

Casey gives Max a hard shove, and he barely budges an inch. Max turns to face the camera.

Max: The Blast From the Past is the reintroduction of Max Burke to Sin City Wrestling and Sin City Underground. It's time to go to work. Myra Rivers, Mac Bane... best of luck. I'm lookin' forward to the scrap. 2021 Blast From The Past off to a hot start, and it's going to be a hell of a tournament. Amy, it's an honor. See you out there.




Creeping along the backstage hallway is the previously seen Despayre, now engaging in avoiding Amber Ryan at all costs. She isn't going to fool HIM! No siree! Tagging together... ha! He wasn't born yesterday! She was a babe and this was Valentine's Day! The second most dangerous day out of the year, second only to the Christmas season where it was seemingly legal to steal smooches from him!

Darn that uncontrollable machismo!

Angel the teddy bear is nestled in his arms, against his slim chest, as he slinks along the wall, and he quickly ducks behind a rack of clothes that Janet the Makeup Lady uses for getting the Superstars and Bombshells into for their publicity shots. The rack's wheels start to roll along on the floor, towards his ultimate escape plan. That is -- until Janet turns and notices the rack of clothes rolling about on its own.

Unaware to perhaps all involved, a certain redhead has watched all this unfold at a small distance almost amusedly- following on, she feigns not knowing as if expecting a head to pop out from between sequins and spandex.

Quietly, she pulls up alongside the rack and then just ahead- trying to pick her moment to stop it in its tracks.

In a way that only things with Despayre seem to go though, a sudden jolt in the rack and Amber's mistime leads to the rack bumping over her foot and disappearing a little further down the corridor till it runs into the door of an unoccupied locker room.

The clothes rack comes to a slow crawl and then a stop just outside of the door and Amber sees a pale, slim hand reach out from the colorful display of clothes, grasp the door handle and jimmy it open. There is a slight rustle of clothing and that familiar sight of her future tag team partner swiftly ducks out of the clothes and into the room, slamming the door shut behind him!

An exasperated Janet the Makeup Lady walks past Amber to retrieve her clothing rack and wheel it back the way it had come.

With a sigh of her own, perhaps not on the level of Janet who mutters something rather untoward in her breath- Amber makes for the door with the expectation of seeing a scrambling Despayre trying to climb into a locker or something.

Peeking her head in, there's no sign of her slim, pale and eccentric tag partner- a table in the middle of the room with a tablecloth and a few lockers with doors wildly ajar. With all the stealth she might muster to mask her borderline laughter at the absurdity of the hiding place- she flicks up the tablecloth edge only to find...

Nothing.

No Despayre. No Angel. No sign that anyone had been in the room outside of the obvious chaos inflicted on the locker doors.

Stubbornly and, while not admitting defeat, with a small huff- Amber leaves knowing she's missed something.

Perhaps Janet was in on it all along...

The camera then slowly returns to the room and over toward the table. It shifts slightly under the table cloth and -- up -- and there is poor Despy stretched out under the table surface and parallel to the floor...




Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen walking along the hallway wearing a black sweater with a red heart on it and a red plaid skirt. Black boots complete the outfit. Her red curls bounce on her shoulders as she approaches a screen where images of hearts can be seen. She moves into the camera's view and turns to address the camera.

Sam Marlowe: Happy Valentine's Day from all the bombshells and superstars here in Sin City Wrestling.

She stops and blows a kiss at the camera earning a thumbs up from the cameraman. She moves out of the view only to be joined by Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Nice message Sam but don't you think that the faces of SCW should be passing that message on to the fans? Who are you, you don't hold any titles or anything.

Sam Marlowe: I know I don't Rocky but that doesn't mean that I shouldn't wish everyone a happy valentines day. Besides, everyone seems to refer to me as the sweetheart of SCW so...

Rocky rolls her eyes.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Still living on that little nickname are we? Well, let me ask you this then...I suspect that next week you will be having a match for the BFTP tournament and I saw your partner and I have to say that you will be having your work cut out for you.

Sam Marlowe: What are you trying to say Rocky? That I lost out in that drawing? Well you are wrong...completely wrong when it comes to this team. Joshua Acquin is one heck of a wrestler and the fact that he is my partner means that the two of us will be stepping into the tournament and making a mark for sure. And who knows...this lethal lottery pairing just might be more lethal for whomever we face in this tournament. So we will see, won't we.

Sam smiles at Rocky then turns to the camera again.

Sam Marlowe: Oh and Happy Valentine's Day y'all from SCW's sweetheart!

Sam flashes finger hearts at the camera then disappears leaving Rocky Mountains shaking her head.




Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and up next we have the second to last Blast from the Past Tournament Match of the night! We have a clash of champions of sorts as the former GRIME World Nightmare Champion Max Burke teams up with the returning Amy Santino to take on the returning Mac Bane and the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion Myra Rivers!

Adams: Amy has gone on record to say that this return is a one off, but time will tell if her team finding success in the tournament will play a role in that! Max has had a career renascence in GRIME only just losing the Nightmare Championship to Hitamashi! Mac was undefeated before he left and Myra has held the Internet Title for a record settingly long reign, it's hard to tell which team will come out on top in this match!

Simone: This should be a fantastic match! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is a first round match in the Blast from the Past Tournament! Introducing team number one!

"Come to Life" by Alter Bridge hits the speakers and the crowd lets out a strong reaction of support as Myra Rivers appears on the stage, already looking to take care of business. She heads down the ramp momentarily pausing at the bottom to give a quick smile at anyone nearby that is letting her know that they are behind her.

Justin: Introducing first, from Miami Florida she is the reigning SCW Bombshell Internet Champion Myra Rivers!

Once the chorus starts, she gets inside of the ring and walks up to the opposite corner, adjacent to the ring announcer. She leans against the corner, focused and determined for her upcoming match, revelling in the continued showering of love the crowd is raining upon her.

Simone: Myra has been a dominant Internet Champion and she's seen as a favourite to win the tournament!

Adams: Real question is, if she and Mac make it past round one, will she have to defend the title in round two? If she makes it to the finals. will we have a repeat of last year when Kate Steele defended the title in the finals?

Simone: Considering Myra beat Kate for the title, that would be ironic!

The opening chords of "Badass" by Saliva begin to echo throughout the arena as Mac Bane makes his way out onto the stage. The crowd gives him a mixed reaction, mostly cheers but a few jeers as well. He nods his head along with the music.

Justin: And her partner, from Port Arthur, Texas, weighing in at 280lbs, he is a former SCW Roulette Champion Mac Bane!

The chorus picks up as the volume increases and the pyro flares red to either side of the stage. Bane begins his walk towards the ring. Fans reaching out and he exchanges a few fist bumps here and there, but the ring is his focus. That's where he conducts his business.

Simone: Mac left the company before he ever defended the Roulette Title so he must be looking to add the World Heavyweight Championship to his list of titles!

Adams: And with Myra as his partner, that's a real possibility!

He moves to the ring steps and makes his way up on the apron. Wiping his feet there, he then ducks between the top and middle rope. He stands in the centre of the ring, bathed in the red light, he extends his arms straight in the air, momentarily he crosses them in an "X" before he lets fly the "Hook'em" sign with each hand. His music has faded, his duster has been removed along with his cowboy hat. He now paces like a caged animal, while he awaits his opponents.

Justin: And their opponents!

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

Justin: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Juneau, Alaska and making her return to SCW, Amy Santino.

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

Simone: As Jason said, Amy says that this return is a one off but if she and Max win the whole thing, it might change her tune!

Adams: Even setting that aside, Amy Santino vs. Myra Rivers is a dream match for many fans and this match might be the closest thing we get to that!

Jared James Nichols opening vocals on "Nails in The Coffin" cuts through the silence, as a fog fills the SCW entrance. A light from below reveals Max Burke and his associate "The Freight Train of Pain" Casey Williams.

Justin: On his way to the ring, from Dorchester, New Brunswick Canada, standing at 6' and weighing in at 220lbs... Max Burke!!!

As the music intensifies, Burke reaches the edge of the squared circle. He turns on his heel and makes his way to the ring steps. Once on the ringside apron, Burke glides his finger over the top rope as he walks to the centre. He turns, his head bowed. Spotlights hit him from all directions as his music reaches a crescendo. Max swiftly removes his mask and cackles into the camera.

Simone: Max has brought Casey out with him, possibly to help neutralize the size advantage Mac has over him.

Adams: Well, unless he wants his team to be disqualified, Casey won't be interfering in this match!

Jasmine goes over the rules with both teams (and warns Casey to stay out of the match) before ordering them to decide who's going first, the men decide to let Myra and Amy start the match and Jasmine calls for a bell after the two women share a handshake.

Simone: In a way, this match represents a clash between the old guard and the new guard, Amy and Max have been a part of SCW for years whilst Myra and Mac are extremely impressive newcomers.

Adams: And we were right there with Amy and Max throughout those years! My god, I feel so old!

DING DING DING

Once the bell rings Myra and Amy lock up in the middle of the ring before Amy takes control with an arm drag, Myra gets back to her feet but gets taken down by another arm drag by Amy who follows that up with a dropkick at which point Myra tries to back up to the ropes to put a stop to Amy's momentum, Amy responds by simply whipping Myra off the ropes and hitting a Hurricanrana on the rebound.

Simone: It's been a while since we last saw Amy in the ring, but she hasn't seemed to have missed a step in her time away from the ring.

Adams: And now she's going for a pin on Myra!

ONE!

TWO!

And Myra gets the shoulder up! Amy shakes her head in response before she waits for Myra to get back to her feet and when Myra does Amy charges at her only to get caught with a Backbreaker by Myra! Amy clutches her back in pain, but Myra doesn't let up as she locks in a Surfboard Submission in the middle of the ring prompting Jasmine to get into position to ask Amy if she wants to quit getting the predictable answer from the Hall of Famer.

Simone: Amy has had a history of back problems and it seems that Myra is looking to exploit that!

Adams: You can say that again, a back injury was what ultimately cost Amy has World Bombshell Championship rematch against Raynin!

After a few more seconds in the submission hold Amy manages to break free and lands on top of Myra for a pin-attempt but said attempt doesn't even get a one count before Myra has the shoulder up! Both women get back to their feet and Amy goes for a Lariat only for Myra to duck under it and hit Amy with a running Tornado DDT on the rebound! Myra wastes no time in going for the cover, but Jasmine is a bit delayed as she must remind Max to remain in his team's corner due to the rules of the match.

ONE!

TWO!

And Amy gets the shoulder up.

Simone: Max could've cost his team the win if he had broken up Myra's pin on Amy.

Adams: Must be all the time he's spent in SCU/GRIME, they are a lot more lenient with the intergender rules than SCW is.

By now both Myra and Amy have gotten back to their feet and have started brawling with each other, the crowd goes crazy for the brawl as the men watch on but Mac has apparently had enough of waiting to be tagged in because as soon as Myra is backed up to the ring ropes nearest him he blind tags himself in which Amy catches mid move before clotheslining Myra to the outside, the crowd boos the big Texan but he waits for Amy to tag in Max before he enters the ring.

Simone: Mac didn't earn himself any fans with that tag, but it is the men's turn to go at it.

Adams: And now he must deal with the former World Nightmare Champion Max Burke! Mac might have the size advantage, but Max has the edge in experience!

Once Amy has tagged in Max Mac steps in over the top rope before sizing up Max, the former champion doesn't seem intimidated by his larger competition however as he goes nose to, well, chest with Mac before firing off the first shot with a stiff right hand that rocks the big Texan, but Mac quickly proves that he can give as well as he can take as he returns the favour with a right hand off his own and things quickly escalate into a brawl between the two men.

Simone: Two former champions slugging it out in the middle of the ring, does it get any better than this?

Adams: Only if they had let the women have a few more minutes in the ring!

By now Myra has returned to her team's corner having figured out what happened before she was clotheslined to the outside though she doesn't seem to be that happy about it either, back with the men Max has ducked under a wild right hand from Mac before he starts kicking away at his leg to chop the big Texan down to size and it eventually has the desired effect by driving Mac down to his knees and allowing Max to hit him with a DDT! Max quickly goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

And Mac kicks out! But Max doesn't let up as he locks Mac in a Single Leg Boston Crab.

Simone: Max's experience is shining through here, not only targeting his larger opponent's leg but continuing the attack after a failed pin attempt!

Adams: But if it were that easy to beat Mac, he wouldn't have been undefeated in his first run!

Despite her annoyance at Mac for tagging himself in Myra still cheers on her partner from the ringside area and Amy joins in, though for different reasons as she cheers on Max to finish him off! However, after a few minutes it's Mac's power that wins him the day as he is able to power his way out of Max's submission and, despite still favouring his leg, Mac gets back to his feet quickly! Max charges in for another move but gets caught with a Discuss Punch that rocks Max before following that up with a Back Suplex! Mac goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

And Max gets the shoulder up! Both men are slow to get to their feet but when they do a brief brawl ensues before Max catches Mac with a Superkick after attacking his weakened leg! Rather than go for the pin however Max signals that he's going for the finish!

Simone: Looks like it's Revelations time!

Adams: Which is ironic since Mac uses a similar finisher!

Max waits for Mac to get back to his feet and when he does Max goes for the Claw, but Mac grabs him hand before whipping him off the ropes and hitting a massive Spinebuster! But Mac doesn't go for a pin either instead locking in the Snake Bite and hoisting Max up to his feet.

Simone: Snake Bite! Mac has it locked in!

Adams: But can he hoist Max up for the slam? If he can then stick a fork in Max, he's done!

We quickly get our answer and it's "yes" as Mac slams the former Nightmare Champion down to the mat and Jasmine gets into position.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here are your winners, Mac Bane and Myra Rivers!

Simone: Mac and Myra advance to round two! This duo looks unstoppable to me!

Adams: Let's not understate the fact that Mac just pinned a Hall of Famer, that must be the biggest win of his SCW Career to date!

Mac and Myra celebrate their win whilst Amy and Jasmine check on Max.




Backstage, Mercedes Vargas is cornered for an on-the-spot interview, dressed in casual clothes and hidden under a New York Knicks baseball cap and sunglasses over the brim. The outcome of her PPV loss still fresh in her mind.

Cameraman: Mercedes, things didn't work out for you against Alicia Lukas at Inception and with that you still have yet to win a match in the New Year. How do you plan to turn this around?

Mercedes: Oh, wait, wait, wait. OK, I get it. This is where I interrupt you and say 'curses, foiled again,' right? Let me tell you something. Inception was Alicia's trial by fire, she passed. I'm not going to get upset over it. I've hit a wall, sure, but it's not the end of the world. Winning isn't everything, it's just what I do best. I'm not going to let this loss get to me. I'll do what I've always do after a loss. Accept it, learn from it, and forget it, pretty simple.

Cameraman: Critics are saying that you've been brought back down to earth after this setback and you should consider retiring. I can't say those comments have quieted after your set of losses.

Mercedes pauses at the question and you can almost see her eyes lit up. Her voice rises.

Mercedes: What are implying?

Cameraman: Well, someone with your highly decorated resume is a gold mine in SCW, so facing opponents like Candy, for instance, should be a breeze.

Mercedes looks insulted as she mouths wow and shakes her slowly in disbelief.

Mercedes: As far as Inception goes, when you think about it, I mean when you really think about it, who has something more to prove here? I certainly didn't think of Alicia as some pushover. She's competition, and you want to face the best. If I didn't think I was good enough, I wouldn't be here. I've lost more than I've won, but it doesn't change the fact that I'm beatable. I'm not an quote-unquote "easy win", but I'm beatable.

Mercedes takes the time to wipe away a strand of hair from her eyes. For some reason, she remains eerily calm, despite her voice raising slightly.

Mercedes: What, is this about my age? What I've been able to accomplish in my short amount of time? This certainly isn't because I've wrestled in more matches than every girl on the roster, is it? This certainly isn't because I'm older than every other active female wrestler here, is it?

She turns away from the camera, hopefully to regain her composure after her rant. When she was ready, she turns back at the interviewer, lowers her head, then meets the lens again. The look in her eyes tells us how serious she is.

Mercedes: If you're expecting after this interview that I'm going to walk on down to Mark and Christian's office and hand them my resignation, you've got another thing coming. I'm built to last, I'm in this for the long haul, and three consecutive losses isn't going to change a damn thing about it. Bottom line: I'm not going to beat myself up about my loss. We all lose matches we should have won now and again. Happens to the best of us. And I still consider myself one of the best in this sport and the simple fact -

As Mercedes is still conducting her interview, a five foot blonde creeps up behind her. Mercedes goes to say something else when a forearm smashes into her back. The shot sends Mercedes forward as Violet Amelia Holt gets into the shot. Her facial expression tells the entire story. Mercedes gathers her balance only to get met with a solid right hand across her jaw. The shot rocks her as Violet grabs a handful of her hair.

Violet: You want to run your mouth, bitch?!

Violet says before dragging Mercedes down the hallway. She repeatedly slams Mercedes face first into every hard surface along the way. Mercedes does manage to get a shot in on Violet but it just angers her. Violet throws Mercedes down the hallway before charging at her and connecting with a vicious spear. Mercedes is slowly getting to her feet as Violet caps off her assault with her Purple Rainmaker (impact ddt) right onto the floor. Violet looks at Mercedes and chuckles a little before leaving the scene as medical staff arrives.




The camera opens up backstage where we see Pussy Willow standing with O'Malley. O'Malley has his arms folded and a serious expression on his face as Pussy looks into the camera.

Pussy: Good evening ladies and gentlemen. Right now I am being joined by the man who will be going against Alex Jones later tonight. I'm hoping to....wait. Why are you laughing?

Pussy turns to O'Malley and he is indeed laughing and shaking his head.

O'Malley: Why am I laughing? It's fairly simple, Pussy. I'm laughing because right now, I don't want to talk about Alex Jones, or any member of Wolfslair. I may be facing Alex tonight, but he's just a blip on an even bigger radar and I don't want to waste too much time focusin' on someone who, quite simply, isn't worth me time.

Pussy: Ok. So, then what would you like to focus on?

O'Malley grins for a quick moment as he stares at her, but he doesn't look into the camera.

O'Malley: How about we talk about what happened at Inception? Cause we're not just gonna ferget about everything that happened in that match or how it ended, are we? Or, we can talk about just what I want goin' forward after I take care of business and feed Alex Jones another loss and he can spout if more woe is me bullshite.

Pussy: What about the match at Inception do you--

O'Malley: I pinned, Kris, Pussy. I pinned the World Heavyweight Champ and had that been a regular rules match, I'd be the new champ right now. As it stands, I'm not. And that's fine. Fer now. But it won't be fine fer long because the way that match ended, I'll be makin' sure I get me one-on-one shot against Kris sooner rather than later.

Pussy is not only confused at his interruption, but also by his last statement. And she slowly, and gently, continues to focus on it.

Pussy: The way that match ended wasn't exactly controversial, O'Malley. Kris had Jack's shoulders pinned. You didn't. Aside from pinning Kris earlier in the match, you really have no other claim to use.

O'Malley: Pinning Kris is good enough, ain't it? Regardless of the rules, I'm not givin' up. I want my one-on-one against him, and I'll get it eventually. As much as I'm annoyed to be facin' Alex Jones tonight, I should be thanking the bosses, really.

Pussy: Thanking them? W-why?

O'Malley smiles and chuckles.

O'Malley: Because when I beat him, and he has to accept yet another loss added to his current streak, I'm gonna enjoy the laugh I get from his reaction. He'll probably run to Twitter with another pity party tweet, with some not so secret tweet threatenin' to leave. Or take a vacation. Or any other excuse he can come up with, and I hope he does. Do all of us a favor, and hell, take the rest of his Wolfslair buddies with him. I don't really care. Alex Jones becomes a non-factor tonight, Pussy. And everyone will have me to thank fer it. Yer all welcome.

O'Malley smiles and winks into the camera before he turns and walks away. Pussy stands back slightly confused as the camera zooms in on her, as she slowly shakes her head and the scene fades.




The scene cuts in on Andrea Hernandez in the locker room and while she's in a great mood, the setting behind her is surprisingly muted. There aren't any banners or any hint of any kind of celebration from her regarding Inception. Rather, Andrea looks like she's in quite the serious mood. She's by no means in a bad mood, especially coming off a huge victory, but at the same time, she's not making a scene about said victory either as she begins to express her thoughts about it.

Andrea: Needless to say, at Inception? I NEEDED that! I HAD to beat Roxi! There was a hell of a lot more on the line for me than just a match against my former idol. I had to beat Roxi to get that big win that I had been lacking for a while. I wasn't doing so hot on Supercards considering that I had lost my last three matches on them prior to Inception. Now, I've heard what she's said coming into this show and she's entitled to her opinion. It's an honor in some ways that she spent the first part of her promo talking about me. But you see the key word there? "Opinion". I can stand here, pick apart every word she said in her opinion and try to refute them and try to scream at the world "FUCK HER, SHE'S WRONG". But I'm not going to do that because as I said, I'm done taking other people's criticisms into account. I said what I said going into that match that beating Roxi was like beating the personification of the entire locker room, the same locker room that spent months constantly criticizing me, haranguing me and exaggerating my shortcomings to kingdom come. Hell, the way certain people talk about me, it's like I'm some one hit wonder that completely fell from grace after winning and losing the world title and like I'm old news.

Is that why I've only lost ONE match... ONE... since that stupid battle royal that took place, when? The summer?

Andrea pauses, rolling her eyes and giving off an arrogant scoff.

Andrea: You see, what that match against Roxi represented was both an ending and a beginning. It represented an end to that type of garbage that I've been dealing with for months. It brings an end to allowing empty words like that to matter. It brings an end to the whole idea that I am 'old news'. It brings an end to the Andrea that was allowing herself to be the victim of other people and their horseshit words. Beating Roxi put ALL of that to bed! Beating Roxi sparked a new beginning: where the only role model that I need in my life and my career is ME! I spent my whole career relying on role models, I spent my whole life relying on my father, I spent my whole career relying on mentors that never had my best interest at heart. All along, I should've been relying on one person and one person alone and that's ME! You idiots may not like what I'm saying, but I really couldn't give a fuck about what you think of me. At the end of the day, I've spent far too long making you all relevant and making you all matter!

That's not going to happen anymore!

So sure... I can throw a huge party, a huge celebration and brag all night long about how I beat the enabler and all of that crap... but why?

To give Roxi that kind of power? Because throwing a huge party and celebration just makes her a far bigger deal than she deserves to be.

The best way to treat that win is to treat it as what it is: a building block for the future and another day in the office. I was always capable of beating Roxi one on one no matter how anyone sliced it and that's what I achieved. SO no, me beating Roxi isn't going to be treated with the same old narrative that I was presenting for weeks and months. What it's going to be treated as is me taking that HUGE, massive step to get back to where I want to be to become the World Bombshells Champion again because NOW... more than EVER... this division needs me as its champion again.

I'll be the most hated Bombshell on the roster... I don't give a fuck!

Roxi was just the beginning...

Andrea delivers a bit of an arrogant chuckle as she leaves the scene, clearly more confident than ever following her win over Roxi Johnson. After her departure, the scene fades out.




The scene opens backstage where we see Caleb Storms watching the footage of his first, and last, defence of the Internet Championship against Agostino Romano at Inception IV with his arms crossed.

Caleb: The first hurdle is always the hardest.

Caleb comments before he turns to the camera.

Caleb: Congrats Agostino, you beat me for the title, but you haven't seen the last of me! I don't care if it's next week, the week after or at the next Supercard because I want a rematch for the title where I can win it back the right way and shup up all the haters who say that I never would've won the title in the first place if J2H hadn't handed me the title, THAT is a promise and as far as I'm concerned? My New Year's Resolution to still be a champion by the end of the year is still on!

Caleb walks off as the scene fades.




And back to the ringside area....

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

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, joined by Darcy. They stand at the entrance for several moments before O'Malley takes the first step on their way to the ring, and Darcy follows closely behind.

Justin: Making his way down the aisle, accompanied by Darcy! From Dublin, Ireland, weighing one hundred and ninety-five pounds -- O'Malley!

Darcy remains at ringside while O'Malley steps through the ropes and throws his arms in the air, received by both cheers and boos from the fans.

Justin: And his opponent...!

"Respect" by devour the day hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out wearing a black and red "wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron.

Justin: From Dallas, Texas, weighing two hundred and twenty-five pounds -- Alex Jones!

Alex athletically leaps over the ropes and into the ring, jumping in place as he stares across the ring at his opponent.

Adams: What gives? These two have never faced each other before and the way they're acting, you'd think they were bitter enemies.

Simone: Both of these men are so much alike that they simply can't help but NOT like the other.

Jacob finishes checking both men over and calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

At the sound of the bell, both Superstars emerge from their corner. Both have their detractors in the SCW Universe, and both have their supporters....

Crowd: LET'S GO ALEX!

Crowd: O-MALLEY!

Crowd: LET'S GO ALEX!

Crowd: O-MALLEY!

The two pause as they circle before finally locking up, collar and elbow. Both men are near equal in height, but Alex has a slight weight advantage and he uses this to slowly back O'Malley up against the ropes. Alex holds him there as O'Malley has his hands up, with the referee asking for a clean break.

Simone: Will we see it? Alex has been known to take a short cut or two in the past.

And at the official's demand, Alex backs up with a smile, but not before patting his opponent on the shoulder.

Adams: The `tude has changed but there's still some of the same, ol' Alex Jones in there.

O'Malley comes off the ropes and the two men lock up once again, and again... Alex uses his strength to back O'Malley into the ropes. But this time, at Jacob's request for the clean break, O'Malley suddenly reverses their position -- turning Alex back against the near corner and pinning him in. Jacob warns him and starts to issue a count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

And O'Malley backs up clean, then reaches over and rustles Alex's hair.

Adams: Oooo!

Alex steps right up and SHOVES O'Malley back for the blatant disrespect -- but O'Malley does not back down from the thrown gauntlet and he shoves Alex right back. The two stallions get right up in each others faces; chest to chest and nose to nose! Jacob tries to intervene but there is little hope when it's two men with such huge egos, and O'Malley breaks the tension as he rears back and lands a forearm shot to the side of Alex's head! Alex staggers back on his feet and he launches himself forward and returns fire, knocking O'Malley back with his own forearm blow to the sternum!

Simone: Well it certainly didn't take long for this to break down!

O'Malley goes to throw another shot but this is mis-timed and the experienced Alex ducks and uses the spot to ensnare the Irishman into a side headlock. O'Malley tries to use the ropes to get him off, but Alex holds on tight and drags his opponent to his knees. O'Malley slowly pushes himself back up to his feet, still caught in the headlock. O'Malley then picks him up as if for an atomic drop but Alex shifts his weight and hip tosses O'Malley over to the mat, retaining the side headlock on the canvas! O'Malley kicks and struggles, but the hold is in tight! O'Malley then takes him around the waist and rolls him back onto his shoulders...

ONE!

But Alex rolls back over and switches to a front facelock with both men on their knees. O'Malley forces his way back to a standing vertical base. Alex quickly ducks behind him into a hammerlock, then drops and rolls him up into a reverse cradle!

ONE!

TWO!

O'Malley kicks out!

O'Malley quickly rolls away and finds Alex smiling at him, pinching thumb and forefinger together - THIS close!

Simone: With as much success as O'Malley has experienced in both SCW and SCU, he has to realize and understand that Alex Jones has a vast amount more of experience.

Adams: And so far he's had an answer for everything that O'Malley has tried to use against him.

The two men lock up again and again Alex grabs him into a front facelock, but this time the wily Irishman ducks forward and bulls his opponent back into the near corner! Before Jacob can even call for a break, O'Malley buries his shoulder into Jones' midsection three times, driving the wind from his body. O'Malley then sets him up for an Irish whip into the ropes but Alex holds on and reverses it. Alex spins around for a discus lariat but O'Malley sees it coming and takes him down to the canvas in a Fujiwara arm bar!

Simone: Impressive counter there by the former Roulette Champion!

Adams: Well look at who he was trained by!

O'Malley then adds even MORE pressure to the hold by turning it into a seated Fujiwara, straddling the shoulder of his opponent and pulling back as far as he is able! The expression of pain on Alex's face is evidence enough at the amount of damage being done to the ring veteran as he reaches for the ropes but is unable to secure a hold! Alex then seeks to escape by getting to his knees and rolling over, but this puts him in prime position for O'Malley to switch holds and instead trap him into a Triangle choke!

Adams: For being against such an established ring vet, O'Malley is holding his own!

Simone: All it took was for him to get that one opening.

O'Malley has the leverage and the hold cinched in, and slowly -- Alex looks as if he is beginning to fade! Jacob leans in to check the man over but Alex shakes his head in the negative that he will NOT submit! Alex stretches a leg back and manages to reach a turnbuckle. He then slowly steps both feet up and pushes against the corner, rolling O'Malley up into a pin - trapped by his own hold!

ONE!

TWO!

O'Malley has to release the hold to keep from getting pinned!

Adams: Oo! He almost had him!

Both men rise to their feet and O'Malley feints a roundhouse kick, causing Alex to duck only to have O'Malley sweep his legs out from under him! O'Malley then races off of the ropes but this time Alex scissors his head and throws him over with a nip up Hurricanrana! The momentum throws O'Malley through the ropes and he lands on the ringside floor with a heavy thud!

Adams: That worked out better than Alex expected! Now he can have a breather!

Simone: I'm not sure Alex is the 'rest and relax' type in a competitive match like this. Look!

O'Malley is back on his feet and Darcy attempts a warning but not in time! Alex comes off the far side of the ring and crashes right into O'Malley with a suicide dive, wiping him out!

Adams: I'd say Alex is back in control but that move just took them both out!

Indeed both men are laying on the ringside floor, motionless as Jacob is forced to begin his count against them both!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!...

Alex stirs on the floor and starts to pull himself to his feet with the barricade.

FIVE!

SIX!...

O'Malley uses the ring apron to return back to his feet. O'Malley moves in but Alex strikes fast with a step up enzugari right on the floor, felling O'Malley!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!...

Alex rolls O'Malley back into the ring and quickly follows, jumping up onto the ring apron. O'Malley struggles to his feet and Alex vaults back into the ring and O'Malley charges -- and gets greeted unceremoniously with the V-Trigger knee strike! O'Malley staggers back, hurt and dazed! Alex twists his arm around into a hammerlock, then whips him around into a ripcord clothesline! Alex backs up into the corner and climbs to the middle rope. Alex then jumps off to deliver a diving elbow but O'Malley rolls out of the way! Alex staggers to his feet and O'Malley grabs him around the waist and lifts him over into a bridging Northern Lights suplex!

ONE!

TWO!

Alex gets a shoulder up!

Simone: The intensity of this match!

Adams: And just like that, O'Malley is back in control!

O'Malley peels him off the mat and lifts him for a gut wrench suplex -- but one of Alex's feet kicks Jacob in the head, knocking the referee over into the corner!

Adams: Well it's been awhile since THAT happened!

O'Malley loses control of the maneuver and Alex lands on his feet! O'Malley turns around and Alex doubles him over with a boot to the stomach and delivers --!

Simone: The Dragon Sleeps!

Alex rolls him over for the pin but... there is no referee! Jacob is trying to recover over in the corner! Alex stands up and goes over to the official to help rouse him, when the crowd starts to boo!

Adams: Oh what is HE doing here??

'He' being Alex's Wolfslair teammate, Austin James mercer! With his arm bandaged up and in a sling, Austin walks over to the timekeeper's table and with his free arm, grabs a steel folding chair!

Simone: Oh lord, what is he going to do!?

Austin bellows Alex's name, causing him to turn around. Austin then tosses the chair into the ring and by instinct alone, Alex catches it! Austin points at the downed O'Malley when Alex turns and -- Jacob is back up and sees him with the chair! The referee then sees O'Malley down and drawing the wrong conclusion...

Adams: No... NO!

Jacob calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Simone: Jacob!

Jacob takes O'Malley's arm and raises it, amidst the boos for the wrong decision!

Justin: Here is your winner, as a result of a disqualification -- O'Malley!

Simone: I do not believe this!

Alex protests and vehemently denies any wrong doing but the decision stands as O'Malley rolls from the ring and is joined by Darcy! Alex then turns to GLARE at his teammate Austin who just shrugs helplessly with a smirk and mouths "Oops!"

Adams: Can you believe that!? Austin cost his own teammate that match and all he can say is 'oops!'

Simone: The dissension in Wolfslair is only going to get worse after tonight!




Cameras quickly cut to the back as Scott Oliver can be seen running down the hallway with a microphone in hand. Another camera cuts toward the side entrance where Violet and her sister Shelby are standing.

Oliver: Violet! Violet!

Oliver shouts as Violet pushes the door open and steps outside.

Oliver: Where is she going?

Shelby looks at him with a smirk on her face.

Shelby: That's none of your fucking business.

Oliver takes a minute to catch his breath as Shelby is standing there looking at her nails.

Oliver: I was hoping to get some kind of reason on why she attacked Mercedes Vargas.

Shelby looks at him dumbfounded by the comment.

Shelby: Have you not been paying attention these last few months? My sister made it perfectly clear the last few times she made an appearance. She is done playing fucking games. She told the world that if she didn't get a proper rematch for the bombshell roulette championship then hell will break loose. Tonight was just the first step.

Oliver looks at her.

Oliver: Is there going to be more?

Shelby turns and opens the door.

Shelby: Just watch and find out.

She gives a very pompous wave toward the camera before disappearing outside. The door slowly closes as Scott is left with a confused look on his face.




The camera cuts to Ben Jordan sitting in a chair, not at the arena. Ben looks up and smiles at the camera.

Ben: Alright people.

He smiles again as he nods.

Ben: This has been a blinding night, me and Eves have been watching since the start and I know there's some of you lot sitting there wondering why we're not on the show.

Ben pauses for a second.

Ben: You see Despayre worked in a clause in my contract to give us a little more free time. Yes, the sneaky devil got a clause in my contract for Evie, I don't know how he does it but he does. That clause stated that we can push pause on our contracts at any given time to take a little bit of a break. We've took that up.

Ben nods firmly.

Ben: I worked my rear off being a champion, Evie worked hers off being a champion. We gave you all we had and more and it's time for a little rest so right now, we're doing just that. We bought a house a while ago in a place called The Channel Islands, so for a bit, we'll be sitting here in Jersey, but we will be watching everything.

Ben smiles.

Ben: Happy Valentines people. Enjoy the rest of your night. Laters people!

The camera fades.




Despayre: Beneath the trees where nobody sees
They'll hide and seek as long as they please
'Cause that's the way the Teddy Bears have their picnic!

Despayre casually sings as he skips along the hallway, satisfied that he has finally given Amber the slip. He then comes to a halt at the sight of something directly in his path. Something fluffy, colorful and, might I add -- tasty?

There ahead of him by about a yard, is a cone of pink and blue cotton candy set on the seat of a folding chair, right in the middle of the floor in the middle of the hallway. A smile lights up Despayre's face and a sparkle in his eyes at the sight of the sugary treat! He skips closer, when something gives him pause. He inches a step closer -- then gets down on his hands and knees and gets right up to it, eye level and his nose just below the seat of the chair.

It pays to be careful you know!

Despayre then leans in and gives it a sniff, then extends his hand and takes a pinch of the cotton candy and tears it off, stuffing it into his mouth.

Despayre: Mmmm!

Satisfied, he grabs the cone with 'grabby hands' and starts to munch!

Unbeknownst, and likely as expected to literally anyone else except Despayre, Amber Ryan approaches lazily swaying a second, larger and more colourful cone of cotton candy in her hand. Like the cat that got the cream or a hunter that's just eyed their greatest prize, she can't wipe the grin of achievement off her face.

Gently she grasps his upper arm to get his attention, only to trigger a mighty shriek several octaves higher than either of them expected- and he shoves Angel right at Amber!

Despayre: Get her Angel! Get her! Get....!

But before Despayre can try to make off again though she almost dangles the second cotton candy cone just enough within his vision to get his attention- the squeal dying into something more akin to surprised delight than unexpected surprise.

Despayre: Oooooo!

Amber chuckles off-handedly as she watches Despayre's vision follow the cotton candy cone.

Amber Ryan: Y'know... I thought that might be the case. How about we call this a truce, I promise not to steal any kisses and you call Angel there off...

Amber gives the bear the side eye, almost certain now that she's being judged by an inanimate object.

Amber Ryan: ... aaaaand maybe we can go for ice-cream sometime?

With a raised eyebrow, she surrenders the bigger cone to Despayre.

Despayre: With sprinkles?

He tilts his head to the side with a hopeful smile.

Despayre: They're twenty five cents extra!

With a gentle squeeze of the arm, Amber gives Despayre possibly the most genuine and warm smile and crinkles her nose in a way that's just a little too cute for her usual aesthetic.

Amber Ryan: For you... anything.




The giant Tron screen crackles to life and the crowd erupts into a loud murmur when they see Bill and Bea Barnhart on the screen. After they calm down Bill and Bea launch into their comments.

Bea: What the *BLEEP* is going on here? Seriously? I'm not assigned to wrestle at Climax Control 291 card and I haven't been active on a card for 2021 yet! All I can say is not being on the cards yet for 2021 is pissing me off so whoever ends up being my first opponent for 2021 is going to get her ass kicked so hard she won't be able to sit down for a week!

Bill: Calm down Bea. Not everyone can be active on every card. Also when you take into consideration that Super Cards are loaded with top level matches it makes for a loaded Card. You'll probably be on the Climax Control 292 Card.

Bea: Yeah right. You and Maki are going to be on the Climax Control 292 Card in the Blast From The Past Tournament so that probably means Management will not also schedule me to wrestle on the same Card as you even though we have both been on the same Cards in the past.

Bill: But at least you can be in our corner as my Manager. Ha ha ha! Bea just take all that energy and save it up for your first opponent of 2021. Then enjoy watching me and Maki show the other teams in the Blast From The Past what a real Blast From The Past team is about.

Bill and Bea face each other and HIGH FIVE before looking back into the camera before the giant Tron screen goes dark.




Simone: Tonight's main event is a match in the Blast from the Past tournament and features a match up where both members of Team Hero will be across the ring from each other.

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: Roxi Johnson and Keira Fisher Johnson in a match where only one of them will advance...after tonight, I wonder how things will be at home for this couple. But before that, let's go to Justin for the introductions.

Justin:The following contest is part of the Blast from the Past tournament...Introducing first...

The lights kick out in the arena as a synthesizer blasts and laser lights start flying around the arena as a mountain of a man gets pushed out onto the stage by a much smaller man. Levi Russow tries to goad Slappy McGoo to have fun with it and interact with the fans as Slappy sheepishly walks towards the ring kinda shyly waving at everybody and lightly letting kids slap him a high five as he walks up the steps, steps over the ropes, goes to his corner, kneels down and starts praying.*

Justin: From New York, Slappy McGoo. And his partner...from Miami Florida...Keira Fisher Johnson.

"Like a Phoenix" begins to slowly play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring. She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponents.

Justin: And their opponents...first from Tampa Florida, Roxi Johnson!

The opening guitar riff of Rush' "Limelight" begin on the PA system. The cameras pan around the arena, and as the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson rushes through the curtain and stops, a huge smile on her face. She soaks in the cheers and treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before climbing up on the apron and looking out at the cheering crowd, before entering the ring and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers. She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, turns to the hard camera side and dropping to a knee, and giving the "I love you" in sign language pose. She stands and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.

Justin: And her partner, from London England, he is Cassian Reed!

With no fanfare, Cassian makes his way to the ring and through the ropes to bounce on the balls of his feet as he sizes up his opponents. Justin leaves the ring and the pair move together to talk strategy as the referee checks on the ropes.

Adams: What a match up tonight where Roxi is across the ring from her wife. I don't think that the pair of them suspected they would be facing off this early in the tournament.

Simone: Well, this time it isn't for a title but still it is important.

Roxi and Keira can be seen moving closer and sharing a hug then back away to the corners as Cassian and Slappy move to the middle of the ring.

Simone: Looks like Team Hero is letting their partners start this match tonight.

Adams: I would hope so, because there is the bell.

DING DING DING!

Cassian looks up at Slappy who offers him a goofy grin. Cassian can be seen mouthing something at Slappy who shrugs and then holds out his hand to shake. Reed looks down at the hand then up at McGoo before shaking his head and then slapping McGoo across the face. Slappy's head rocks to the side and then he turns back to look down at Reed with an angry shake of his head. Cassian reaches up to slap the face of McGoo again but the big man catches the arm of Reed then tosses him to the side. Cassian stumbles towards the ropes and turns to see Slappy moving towards him. Cassian bounces off the ropes and then leaps upward with a forearm but he is caught in a bear hug by Slappy. Struggling against the strength of the arms surrounding him, Cassian tries to lever a hand in between their bodies as Slappy tightens the hold forcing Cassian to cry out. Shaking Reed slightly, Slappy keeps the hold on until Reed reaches to his eyes and rakes them to force McGoo to release the hold. Dropping Cassian, slappy stumbles away rubbing at his eyes. Cassian uses the time to recover in the corner. McGoo turns to see Cassian who leaps up on the middle rope to take Slappy down with a diving ddt. Rolling through, Cassian gets a one count as he rolls up Slappy who powers out with a quick press which sends Reed rolling towards his corner where he quickly tags in Roxi.

Adams: Cassian looking for a quick pin but Slappy is still too fresh in this match. So maybe it is the smart idea for him to tag in Roxi.

Roxi slides between the ropes and into the ring as Slappy moves to tag in Keira. Roxi smiles as her wife enters the ring. The pair shake hands and begin to circle before locking up in a collar and elbow that neither woman can gain leverage. Keira is quick to spin the move into a headlock that she grinds down on the ear of Roxi who pushes her into the ropes and then takes her off her feet with a clothesline as Keira rebounds off the ropes. Keira quickly rolls to her hands and knees as Roxi waits for her to rise to her feet. The two once more lock up and this time it is Roxi that locks in the headlock. Keira pushes her into the ropes and uses a drop toe hold to send Roxi crashing to the mat. Clutching at her face, Roxi rolls to the side and uses the ropes to force a break as she gets to her feet. Keira moves to help her but is pushed back as Roxi rises to her feet. She moves into the ring and faces Keira. Fisher moves to take Roxi down with a clothesline only to be dropkicked by Roxi that sends her staggering back and out of the ring between the ropes. Roxi moves to the ropes as Keira rolls to her hands and knees on the outside. Roxi is close to her corner and is told by Cassian to get her wife. Roxi ignores him as she watches Keira get to her feet. Disgusted by the show of support from Roxi, he tags himself into the match once more.

Simone: Roxi and Keira very evenly matched in this contest.

Adams: And neither of them are going to take advantage of the other.

Simone: Which looks like it is making Cassian angry.

Roxi is surprised at the tag as he slides between the ropes then motions for her to leave the ring. Cassian moves across the ring and hits a basement kick on Slappy that sends him face first onto the ring apron. Cassian smirks as he rolls out of the ring then climbs the ringstairs before launching himself at McGoo with an air raid crash that brings both men to the floor. Slappy is laid out on the floor as Cassian rises slowly then reaches down to pull the bigger man up. Struggling to roll him into the ring, Cassian looks up at the referee who is making a ten count. Leaving Slappy, Cassian rolls into the ring to break the count. Slappy is laid on the apron and pulls himself up to roll under the ropes into the ring himself. Reed looks down at McGoo and then hits another basement kick before mounting the bigger man and raining down right hands. Slappy brings his hands up and tosses Cassian to the side before sitting up. Reed gets up and then launches himself at Slappy who is on his hands and knees and uses a diving ddt once more to bring the head of McGoo to the mat. Keira has made her way to the corner and is holding her hand out for a tag but is taunted by Cassian. She is about to climb into the ring but is held back by the referee as Cassian turns back to Slappy who has gotten to his feet. Scooping up a protesting Reed, Slappy uses a body slam which has Cassian arching in pain. Slappy drops to his knees and presses one hand on the chest of Reed to pin him for a two count before Cassian kicks out.

Simone: Cassian Reed got the advantage for only a moment before Slappy McGoo took it back with a power move. What will happen now?

Rolling to his feet, Slappy smiles as he points down at Cassian then to his corner where Keira is motioning for him to pin Reed. Turning back, Slappy is surprised to see Cassian kip up with his hands in his pockets. Keira is holding her hand out for a tag but Slappy moves towards Cassian who ducks under his grab and then moves towards Keira. Slappy moves to the corner to grab him but Cassian ducks again as the big hand of McGoo hits Keira's hand on the rope. Keira is surprised as Cassian slowly saunters to the opposite side of the ring and tags in Roxi. Team Hero both climb into the ring and charge at each other. Keira ducks under the clothesline of Roxi and turns to hit her with knife edged chops that rock her back into the ropes. Keira has Roxi in the corner before charging in with a spear that doubles Roxi over. Sagging on the ropes, Roxi fights for her breath as the referee pushes Keira back then checks on Johnson. Roxi straightens slowly and moves along the ropes slowly. Keira tracks her and then moves closer to kick Roxi in the midsection. Catching her head against her hip, Keira throws the arm of Roxi over her shoulder in a suplex attempt that Roxi blocks. Keira tries once more but Roxi again blocks it. Keira is surprised as Roxi stands and sends her to the mat with a surprise body drop of her own before falling to her knees. Keira picks up Roxi and locks in her deadly sin and rushes her towards the ropes where Cassian is able to hit a blind tag. Keira rolls Roxi up for the pin but the referee doesn't make the count.

Simone: Cassian Reed making the save for his team.

Reed rushes across the ring to where Slappy is and as the bigger man slides into the ring, Cassian ties him up in the ropes as he brutalizes him. Slappy begins to snap but Reed still has him tied up in the ropes and then locks on the Brutalizer submission hold. The referee tells Cassian to release the hold as Slappy is in the ropes. The referee begins a five count that Reed releases the hold at four. Helping Slappy out of the ropes, the referee is surprised as Cassian takes McGoo down with a hard go home driver. Rolling McGoo over, Cassian rolls up a leg and pins Slappy using some leverage to keep him on the mat.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winners of the match, Cassian Reed and Roxi Johnson!

Cassian rolls to his feet as Roxi looks across the ring to Keira who has moved to check on her partner. Roxi is about to join them but Reed grabs her arm and raises it in victory.

Adams: Cassian Reed managing to keep the big man down long enough to send his team into the next round.

Simone: She doesn't look that happy about it though.

Roxi lowers her arm and moves to Keira who has helped Slappy to a seated position. Reed leaves the three of them in the ring as he slides out of the ring and up the ramp.

Adams: Well this match is in the books and it is Roxi Johnson and Cassian Reed moving on. But Slappy and Keira shouldn't feel bad, they gave them a run for their money.

Simone: Very true Jason and that ends our night. So for Jason Adams, I am Belinda Simone...Good Night!!

Slappy and Team Hero leave the ring to the call of the fans still in the arena.




THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, AJ, The Lord MK, Dustin, Gerrit, Jenny, Annie, Todd, Jass, Andy, Casey, Mark Cross, Derek, JJ, Britt, Marge, Mercedes. Also to Annie again for great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed.