Mercedes Remember, Violet, you started this. It's never a good idea to start something you can't finish. Turns out you haven't exactly been winning a lot lately since you lost the Bombshell Roulette Championship. You think what you're going through was hell? You don't know the word "hell" until you pissed off a Latina. Tonight, little girl, you're going to find out just how personal hell can be. Long before you knew, and long after you'll remember.

Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control! Coming up next we have a wild match on our hands as three of SCW's most popular Bombshells compete in a Triple Threat Ladder Match for a yet undisclosed prize as Violet Amelia Holt takes on Sam Marlowe and Mercedes Vargas!

Adams: All three ladies have history together and are competing for the same prize, this should be a match of the night contender!

Simone: Nothing more to add to that, let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following is a Triple Threat Ladder Match scheduled for one fall!

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

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

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

Simone: Sam has held many titles over her SCW career and when all is said and done, she'll be a sure fire hall of famer for sure!

Adams: Can't really argue against that!

Justin: And her opponents!

The lights softly die down as a countdown clock appears on the screen. Once the clock hits zero, "Stand Up (Remix)" strikes up as a young woman with blonde hair steps through the curtains with an older gentleman and another young woman alongside her. The crowd is mixed with their reactions.

Justin: Making her way to the ring being accompanied by her father Dustin Holt and sister Shelby Holt, from Port Charlotte, Florida, please welcome Violet Amelia Holt

Violet sombrely walks down the ramp while whispering to her little sister. She then slides into the ring and throws up a hand gesture which gets people going crazy. She walks to a corner and waits.

Simone: Violet is the least tenured of the three women in this match, but she has been impressive!

Adams: But she has a steep hill to climb if she wants to win tonight and I'm not just talking about the ladder!

Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

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

Simone: Mercedes has done it all in the company, but she has been on the decline in recent years.

Adams: She's also the oldest wrestler in this match and whilst that could mean that she's the most experienced, that also means she must keep up with her younger competition!

Jacob calls the three women to the middle off the ring to explain the rules off the match to them, however Violet doesn't comply as Dustin passes her a ladder from the outside which she promptly uses the ram into her opponents prompting Jacob to call for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: First it was Char Kwan in her match against Krystal Wolfe last week and now it's Violet in this match that's using outside interference to her advantage!

Adams: At least there's no chance of this match ending in a Double DQ! Or a Triple DQ for that matter!

Once the bell has rung Violet wastes no time in setting up the ladder but maybe she should've waited a bit longer before attempting to climb up it because Mercedes is on the younger Bombshell as soon as the ladder is set up delivering some heavy blows to the Violet's back before they start brawling in the middle of the ring, across the ring from them Sam has grabbed a ladder off her own whilst Mercedes clotheslines Violet over the ropes and to the floor before following her out.

Simone: This could be a big mistake on Violet and Mercedes' part, whilst they are on the outside Sam is free to climb the ladder!

Adams: Which is really ironic when you remember that it was Violet that set up that ladder in the first place after Dustin passed it to her.

Violet's entourage back away from the two brawling Bombshells as Violet and Mercedes continue to exchange blows on the outside, back inside the ring Sam is weighing her options before deciding to lean her ladder against the top rope facing Mercedes, Violet and Violet's entourage and we quickly find out why as Sam runs up the ladder and uses it as a springboard to give her suicide dive onto Mercedes and Violet a bit more oomph!

Simone: Mercedes and Violet's decision to take their brawl to the outside did backfire on them as I predicted, just not in the way I expected!

Adams: As cool as that moment was, I don't know if it was the right thing for Sam to do because now all three Bombshells are down!

Because of the rules of the match, Jacob can do nothing but wait for one of the three women to get back to their feet because otherwise, he'd be counting them out by now! For the same reason, he can't do anything about Shelby Holt helping her sister back to her feet before rolling Violet back into the ring and once Violet has regained her bearings, she starts making her way up the ladder! Unfortunately for her Sam is back on her feet and on the apron and Violet manages to get halfway up the ladder before Sam hits her with a Springboard Dropkick knocking her off the ladder.

Simone: Did you see the height on Sam's dropkick!

Adams: Mercedes saw it and Violet felt it!

Sam gets back to her feet, but Mercedes has returned to the ring and grabs Sam by the hair before hitting a hairpull matt slam! Mercedes spots the ladder Sam used earlier in the match still leaning against the top rope and grabs it before using the top rung of the ladder to choke out Sam before Violet dropkicks the ladder into Mercedes's face knocking her against the nearby turnbuckle, Violet then turns her attention towards her entourage before telling them to set up two ladders bridged between the ring apron and the guard rail.

Simone: What does Violet have in mind for those ladders?

Adams: I don't know but it can't be good news for either Sam or Mercedes!

Violet's entourage seem just as confused about Violet's idea as the commentators but after a reassuring look from Violet they comply with Dustin setting up the first ladder and Shelby setting up the second ladder, however before Violet can enact the second part of her plan she is hit by Sam from behind before the Texan Bombshell whips Violet off the ropes and hits her with a Hurricanrana! Sam holds on seemingly for the pin but instead starts raining down punches to Violet's face.

Simone: I guess we won't know what Violet's plans for those ladders were now that Sam has her at her mercy!

Adams: Speaking of mercy, Mercedes is back on her feet and is climbing the ladder!

Simone: That joke was terrible.

Adams: I know.

Sam only stops punching Violet once she realizes that Mercedes is ascending the ladder and she starts climbing after the veteran Bombshell, once they are both atop the ladder, they start exchanging punches high above the ring, but Violet comes up from behind Sam and Powerbombs her off the ladder! Mercedes starts grabbing for the prize, but Violet wastes no time in getting up the ladder and loosens Mercedes's grip on the prize with a stiff shot to her mid-section.

Simone: Right now, it looks like this could go between Mercedes and Violet!

Adams: I wouldn't count out Sam just yet! She's built a career off being tough to beat!

Mercedes and Violet seem evenly matched high above the ring as neither Bombshell is giving up an inch to the other, however what they don't notice is Sam setting up a ladder directly across from them and subsequently climbing up it, that is until it's too late as Sam hits a springboard dropkick causing the ladder to topple over sending Mercedes and Violet over the top rope and through the two ladders that Violet's entourage set up earlier in the match!

Simone: OH MY GOD! GET THE PARAMEDICS DOWN HERE NOW! VIOLET AND MERCEDES ARE OUT COLD!

Adams: And as unfortunate as that is, that has left Sam in a prime position to win this thing!

Violet's entourage checks on Violet but it's clear that both she and Mercedes are out for the count! Back inside the ring Sam has righted the ladder that Violet set up earlier in the match and has started climbing it! With no one to stop her, Sam easily grabs the prize and wins the match!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, Sam Marlowe!

Simone: Sam wins the prize after a hard fought battle against Violet and Mercedes!

Adams: Which only leaves one question, what is that prize?!

Sam celebrates her win atop the ladder whilst paramedics rush down to tend to Violet and Mercedes.

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 lights flashing across the arena.

Simone: Jessie has been a busy woman of late.

Adams: You can say that again! Between her issues with Char Kwan and her impending World Bombshell Title Match against Christina Rose she has a lot on her plate!

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 takes the mic from a stage hand whilst waiting for her music to stop.

Jessie: Look, I don't know if you've noticed but I have a lot on my plate next week, however right now I'm looking past my title match against Christina.

Jessie says as she paces back and forth.

Jessie: And that's not a sentence I ever thought I'd say, Char, you have issues with me? Come out here now!

"Whistle" begins playing over the loud speaker as Char Kwan and her advocate Mr. Chalmers steps out onto the stage. Char doesn't even look around as she makes her way toward the ring. Mr. Chalmers talks to her out on the floor as Char slides into the ring.

Adams: I don't think Char is in a talking mood.

Mr. Chalmers enters the ring with a microphone already in his hand.

Mr. Chalmers: Miss Salco, do you have a death wish? Last week, you attacked my client from behind like a common coward. Now, you want to stand out here and give everyone a sad story that you have a lot on your plate. You should be thanking my client for the beating she gave Evie Jordan for you to beat her.

Simone: That's a valid point.

Mr. Chalmers looks to say something else but Char pulls him back so they can hear what Jessie has to say, Jessie rolls her eyes before putting the mic to her mouth.

Jessie: Do you always let Super Nintendo Chalmers do the talking for you?

Jessie asks Char directly as she locks eyes with the Asian woman.

Jessie: And as for that death wish, please, if anyone has a death wish it's your client! Last week? As I remember it, you couldn't help but stick your nose in your client's match to the point that someone from SCU had to come down and kick your ass to stop it! Off course, if the ref were halfway competent then that wouldn't have been an issue, would it?

Jessie doesn't give Char or Chalmers a chance to answer.

Jessie: Let's get to business, shall we? Now, this is pending the results of my World Bombshell Title Match next week for obvious reasons, but I called Char out here for one reason.

Jessie steps past Chalmers and right up to Char.

Jessie: And I don't want the answer to come from this blowhard either, Char, I'm challenging you to a Street Fight at Blaze of Glory!

Mr. Chalmers laughs as he raises his hand into the air as Char looks directly into Jessie's eyes. He goes to respond but Char puts her hand up towards him.

Simone: Is Char going to answer?

Char snatches the microphone out of Jessie's hand and doesn't even blink.

Char: You talk a big game Jessie. Who says you're going to walk out next week as champion? We all know your track record. You'll fail like you always do. Now you want to face me in a street fight.

Char chuckles.

Char: Why don't we raise the damn stakes after all it is Blaze of Glory? Let's make this match be falls count anywhere. Will that be good enough for your ass? Because I would love nothing more than to break every single bone in your body.

Char looks at Jessie as Mr. Chalmers nods his approval and Jessie takes the mic back without a second thought and grins.

Jessie: You're on bitch!

Jessie drops the mic, and the two women have a stair down.

Simone: Well, there you have it, pending the results of Jessie's World Bombshell Title Match next week Jessie will take on Char in a Falls Count Anywhere Match!

Adams: We've seen that match go everywhere from the backstage area to a subway station! This is going to be great!

Sam stumbles through the backstage area, her body showing all the damage from the ladder match. Clutched to her chest is the briefcase and the look on her face is a mixture of pain but a smile of success. She is stopped by a cameraman who talks about getting a reaction. Stopping, Sam breathes heavily as she speaks.

Sam Marlowe: I bet everyone was thinking that I wouldn't win this briefcase given the fact that the odds were against me in that triple threat. Well, when you give me the odds, I tend to beat them and now here I stand with the briefcase and Violet and Mercedes were left with nothing.

Sam stops for a moment and wipes at her face with one hand as the other still hugs the briefcase against her body.

Sam Marlowe: I will give it to Mercedes and Violet though, they both put me through the wringer to earn this. Thank you ladies for giving me the fight that you did so I could win this. And now I am going to go and celebrate...

With that, she salutes the camera and then walks off still clutching the case. She reacts to the congratulations from the crew before disappearing into the bombshell locker room.

Mikah walks through the hallway and arrives at the double doors that leads into the catering area. She opens the door with a flourish as only she can, and finds a most unusual but endearing sight...

Her buddy Despayre dancing in the middle of the floor, paying no mind to any of the others around him. he has a cone of cotton candy in his hand and is singing the same tune that opened the show, listening to it from his earbuds...

Despayre: Uh, amazing
Uh uh, amazing
Uh, amazing
Uh, uh amazing
Uh, amazing
Uh uh, amazing
Uh, amazing
Uh, uh amazing

Caught up in the endearing display, Mikah walks up behind her Despy without a word but a genuine smile on her face and she starts dancing behind him in a playful manner, taking care not to make fun. He starts to turn around...

Despayre: I don't care if you don't like my hair
Because I know it's WHOA!!!

With a shriek, Despayre spins around and takes off in a sprint and Mikah laughs and goes off after him!

A conversation with death by Khemmis hits signaling the entry of Austin James Mercer. The limited crowd gives a large boo as he sneers and shakes his head making his way down to the ring with a mic in his "good" hand as the other is still in the black brace. He is dressed in a beautifully tailored navy blue suit and tie as the music dies down but the boos continue.

Simone: It's been an interesting few weeks for Mr Mercer. After being kicked out of the locker room...

Adams: Should have got more to be honest, a fine or a suspension...something

Austin James Mercer: Oh what a surprise. The sheep are making it known where their feelings are. Why am I not surprised. Judged guilty right? Kicked out of the locker room all because Fenris opened his mouth. Well, lets see how strong his convictions are shall we?...

Austin smiles and turns to the SCW stage before leaning forward on the ropes

Simone: What does he mean by that?

Adams: I have no idea.

Austin James Mercer: I know you're back there Kristjan. So why don't you come out here and have a little chat?

Adams: What do you think? Will Fenris...?

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

Simone: I guess he will! Fenris is coming to the ring!

Adams: And will you look at the look on his face?

A stoic, silent but deadly expression on his face, Fenris' eyes never leave the man that stands inside of the ring. Despite not having a match this evening, he is never the less dressed to compete in his "White Wolf" t-shirt, matching ball cap, white spandex shorts and, as always, remaining barefoot with flip flops on his feet. Fenris climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning towards the fans and extends his arms up and begins the 'Viking Clap.' Fenris steps through the ropes and continues to stare down Mercer as he walks over to the corner and extends a hand through the ropes, receiving a house mic from the ring announcer. Fenris slowly steps back and stands right across from Austin as the claps slowly subside.

Fenris: Wow. Just when I thought you had no balls... Now inviting me out here, you're just being stupid!

Fenris beckons toward Austin with his hand.

Fenris: So come on, out with it. Some of us have more important things to do than to stand around, bullying women and putting marks on them!

Austin can't help but give a small smirk before shaking his head..

Austin James Mercer: Really? That's what you're going with? That narrative?

He pauses for a moment and paces back and forth putting a hand in his pocket as the other grips the microphone..

Austin James Mercer: Back when you were the champion, destroying everyone here, running people like Ty West out of the company because they knew they couldn't beat you, who was the one guy that actually stood toe to toe with you? Who was the one guy who charged head first into you with no fear or intimidation? It was me. So your little fantasy about me not having the balls to face you is just that, a fantasy.I want to face you again Kristjan, but I wanted to do it on my terms, and the fact you're out here white knighting for Alicia Lukas and being so angry that I beat down your brother like the bitch he is...well, it's sad to see what you've become.

Austin steps close to Fenris the two alpha males coming nose to nose as Austin simply tilts his head towering over Fenris by a few inches.

Austin James Mercer: You know, I was disappointed Fenris. See Alicia is a warrior, I grabbed her wrist because I wanted to talk to her and I don't know my own strength, I didn't hit her, I didn't beat her down. I grabbed her wrist. But, your brother? I come from a wrestling family. My father, uncles, aunts, grandfather, they were all in this business, and my sister Amy? She never got into the business, but she is still tougher than the marshmallow you call a brother. See, I did beat down Aron, I did smack him around and the truth is, I could have done worse, and you know I could have. But you want to pretend I'm a big bad guy when all I did was send a message...you have become a shell of who you were....and when my arm is healed, I'm going to remind you of that...

Fenris stares at Austin and rather than the usual frown that is sported on his face, the "White Wolf" breaks out into a toothy grin that perfectly showcases his pearly whites.

Fenris: A 'shell'...? Coming from the man who I had tapping out on. The. Floor! Says the man who has been milking that injury ever since to avoid stepping inside of the ring with me!

Fenris takes a step closer and now his face is growing flushed.

Fenris: Says the man who constantly - repeatedly - tries to justify how tough he is at attacking a non-wrestler by saying over and over how he was sending a message! A message he could have sent by coming at me like any MAN would, but over the past few months, that's not you. Is it?

He shakes his head.

Fenris: A 'real man' would have come to me, face to face. He wouldn't have went after a family member. Especially one who's only competed in TWO matches his entire life over a year ago! A 'real man' would never have laid his hand to a woman, no matter whether it was physical violence or just grabbing her by the wrist! A 'real man' would want to fight me and not use having a 'boo boo' as a means to blackmail the bosses to stay away from me! But you're not a real man, are you? I - am more of a man than you are! My brother Aron - is more of a man than you are! And respect ... Alicia Lukas is more of a man than you ever have been, or ever will be!

Austin can't help but slowly smile still looking Fenris up and down.

Austin James Mercer: Cheap insults. Amazingly cheap insults. But, I suppose I should expect that from you. You deflect from the real issues, you deflect from your real feelings and all I really want is a thank you. A thank you that I deserve. Before I decided to grace you with my attention what were you doing Fenris? You went back home, you were a failure, you had nothing and were nothing, yet when you came out and stopped me from giving Caleb Storms the beating he deserved...my attention shifted to you...and that gave you meaning, it gave you direction...so....do the right thing...and thank me...

Austin and Fenris are face to face, suddenly "Respect" by devour the day hits and Alex Jones makes his way out, Austin raises an eyebrow as Alex clears his throat into the microphone.

Alex Jones: I'm sorry, I really am. I didn't mean to interrupt or intrude here, but before this got out of hand, cause I have seen the look in Fenris' eyes before and he's about a nut hair away from snapping and breaking your other arm Aus, I thought I'd come out here and let you know, cause I know you're wondering, it was me, who in passing, mentioned to Fenris about your attitude in the gym...and I felt like I should come out here and apologize to you...and also...I ran into Christian Underwood backstage and...well he has a little info...

EMF's "Unbelievable" suddenly kicks up on the sound system of the building and the crowd boos as Christian Underwood steps out onto the stage, microphone already in hand. Even though he is greeted by boos and jeers, Alex, for some reason, is applauding his arrival to the stage. And the entire time, Fenris and Austin watch from inside of the ring, waiting. From where he stands, Christian just stares straight into the ring, and directly at Mercer. He bites his bottom lip, and nods before he sets to speak.

Christian: Well, well! What do we have here? I know I'm not always the nicest person around, and I've done more than my fair share of things to make people hate or at the very least, mistrust me. But, I am going to fill each and every one of you in on a little secret about me. And that secret is, that I HATE being lied to! And I am talking to YOU -- Austin James Mercer!

Christian points right inside of the ring, right at Mercer who feigns an innocent act.

Christian: No, don't! I may be angry but I am more embarrassed for you, and for what you've sunk to. And it sickens me that it took someone else to bring the truth to light. To Mark and myself! And if you think I'M pissed off at being lied to, well there's a reason why Ward is not out here right now, handling this himself! He's ordinarily the 'people person' of SCW, but right now? He's not feeling like the sociable sort, finding out what we have.

Austin still is feigning ignorance as to what this is about, causing Christian to roll his eyes quite noticeably.

Christian: Really! You still want to place the role of the innocent little lamb? Well let me spell it out for you; A little bird by the initials A.J. contacted our offices and told mark and myself that you haven't been entirely honest with us, Austin. As it turns out ... you've been cleared to wrestle for the past TWO WEEKS!

Austin storms up to the ropes, shouting out toward Christian and shaking his head, while shaking his head in the negative and pointing toward his 'injured' arm in the sling. All the while, Fenris stares at him from behind with a raised brow. Christian holds up his hand and shakes his head.

Christian: No, don't embarrass yourself any further by trying to deny it! The truth is out, Austin! We had your clearance papers faxed to the office! It. Is. Official!

One can see the rage building inside of Austin as he draws breath deeper and deeper, inhaling and exhaling!

Christian: So no more milking this, Mercer! No more running! No more buying yourself time or avoiding the issue at hand! This...

He holds up a clipboard with a contract on it.

Christian: This -- is an official contract for Blaze of Glory IX, on March 28! And YOU Austin James Mercer, will face THAT MAN...!

He points over toward Fenris who is by now, smiling and nodding, his body tense!

Christian: And if you try to lie to get out of it? If you try to avoid it again in any way, shape or form ... you will not only be suspended indefinitely without pay, but you can be sure that Mark and I will sue your ass for breach of contract! As of now, as of this moment, all bets are off!

And that being said, Christian takes a step back as Alex stares straight into the ring, meeting Austin's eyes! And suddenly Fenris grabs Mercer by the arm, turns him around and POW! Decks right right in the face!

Adams: Oh here we go!

Austin fires back at Fenris and the two exchange blows, each right hand connecting harder than the last. Christian turns around and asks for security to get down there and stop them, Alex simply folds his arms and steps back as the ring is being filled with men trying to pry Austin and Fenris apart, they are able to get them to opposite sides of the ring, Austin breaks away and leaps up hitting Fenris as he's being restrained. The security is able to separate them again but now Fenris breaks out, Austin shoves the security aside and Fenris hits a double leg on Austin trying to swing hard rights on the ground. More security comes from the back and separates them pulling Austin from the ring and back up the ramp

Justin: The following match is a Blast From The Tournament Quarter Finals match!!

The first beats of "Jump" by Lupe Fiasco plays through the PA. With each beat, gold lights flash from the top of the stage, bouncing around the arena before finally focusing on the area of the stage between the curtains. Coby steps out onto the stage in his black boxing trunks. His hands are taped and down at his sides. The gold trim on his trunks shine extra bright when the lights hit the SCW Mixed Tag Team Championship around his waist. Cheers fill the arena. The camera focuses on Coby and catches a wide smile grow on his face as he starts to move down the ramp.

Justin: Introducing first, from The ATL, one-half of the SCW MIxed Tag Team Champions... Coby Quik!!!

As he gets to the end of the ramp and hops up on the apron of the ring. Coby turns his back to the ring before wrapping his arms around the top rope and bouncing his feet on the bottom rope, flipping backwards over the top rope and into the ring. He takes a few steps towards the center of the ring and raises his championship belt in the air to a sea of cheers by the crowd.

Justin: And his tag team partner!!

The lights dim as pink fog starts to take over the entrance ramp. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard begins to play over the speakers as the lights brighten up. Pink pyro begins to cascade down from the tron as Candy comes bouncing out holding Fluffy. She skips her way down to the ring. Outside the ring, she hands Fluffy to stagehand before getting in the ring and bouncing around some more

Justin: From Malibu Beach, California!!! Candy!!!!

The pulsating beat of Orgy's "Opticon" begins to sound over the public address system of the arena. The fans turn their attention to the stage atop the entry ramp and their wait is soon rewarded. Accompanied by Synn, Despayre steps out onto the stage, holding his teddy bear, Angel, by the fuzzy arm in one hand, with Synn at his side and they are greeted enthusiastically with cheers.

Justin: Accompanied to the ring by Angel and Synn! From Vancouver, British Columbia, weighing 168 pounds -- Despayre!

Despayre holds his teddy bear pal up for the fans, and is rewarded with cheers and chants of "Angel!" "Angel!", and the "trio" begin their descent towards the ring.

Synn climbs up onto the ring apron and holds the ropes open for Despayre to carefully climb through, then the father figure steps inside himself. Despayre holds Angel up high over his head until Synn escorts him over to his respective corner for the start of the match.

Justin: And his tag team partner!!!

Pulsing, red lights rolls over the crowd like a rising tide to the opening echoing thudding stomp and clap of 'Dust And Bone' by Syd Duran, fluctuating in time with the heavy beat as it continues into the opening vocals.

Most cheer in anticipation, but there are few who still jeer due to affiliations or just the fickle nature of a wrestling crowd on any given night. Atop the ramp, the lithe silhouette of the Distorted Angel seems to have materialised, soaking up the crowds reaction and energy. Fans reach out for acknowledgement and wave signs in the same way that others lean out over the rail as much as they dare to yell expletives and empty threats- some get a perceptive nod, a sly wink or perhaps even a kiss blown in sarcasm towards the most derisive. Fluidly, Amber circles the ring- beelining for a camera person before trying to mess with them or talking some shit down into the camera lens.

Slipping under the rope, Amber doesn't call for fanfare nor adulation, just making her way to the closest turnbuckle so that she might leisurely perch herself on the top with hands clasped and elbows resting on her knees in rather non-plussed outside of the trademark sly smirk seemingly ever-present on her features.

Justin: From Atlantic City, New Jersey!! Amber Ryan!!!

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as Candy and Amber circle each other, two different styles of Bombshells facing off. One prefers to hit you hard whereas the other loves to hit the high paced moves. On the outside we see Despayre clapping his hands for his tag team partner, trying to get the crowd behind her. Amber turns her head towards Despy and smiles before turning around and gets hit in the face with a Candy dropkick. This sends Amber into the ropes as Candy follows her into the corner where she hits a running clothesline into Amber. There she quickly spins herself around, grabbing the head of Amber and runs out of the corner for a Bulldog Headlock as she drops Amber into the middle of the ring and goes for the cover after turning her on her back.

ONE!

Jasmine shows the count of one as Amber shows that it takes a lot more than a few moves to get her down for the three count. Candy charges into the ropes before running into Amber, who has set herself up to clothesline Candy down to the canvas. But Candy managed to duck the clothesline, grabs the arm and jumps her legs up into a crossbow pinning position as Amber falls backwards due to the momentum of Candy and her weight being divided across her shoulders.

ONE!

TWO!

Again Amber kicks out, both Bombshells get to their feet and into a fighting stance as both of them await what their opponent will do next.

Simone: So far Candy is leading in points

Adams: True, but points do not count in these type of matches. We need a decision to have someone advance in this tournament.

Amber motions for Candy to bring it, Candy smiles as she shakes her head no. Not wanting to step into a trap like that as she tags in Coby as this forces Despayre to get into the ring through a loud pop of the crowd.

Simone: We can easily say that no matter how popular you are, Despayre has your number.

The two men circle each other, both men are so easily matched. Coby stretches a few times, taking his time as he knows how good Despayre is. Only to have Despayre to extend a hand in sportsmanship, Coby looks at him and then looks at the crowd who are ecstatic and cheer him on. He extends his hand and shakes the hand of Despayre before both men go to their neutral corner as they seize each other up.

Adams: Nice to see that there can be sportsmanship still in this line of sports.

Coby gets to the middle of the ring, extending his arms and using his hands to have the fans get to cheer for him. Causing Despayre to give him the thumbs up and climbs the turnbuckles and starts to clap his hands as well as the fans in attendance are cheering both men on. Despayre jumps off the turnbuckles and turns towards Coby. Who takes the moment of lack of focus and takes it into his own advantage by hooking Despayre into a standing side headlock. Quickly following it up into a Hammerlock into pushing him into the ropes and rolling him into a pinning position. Only to have Despayre using Coby's momentum to roll through and escapes his grip, he runs to the ropes as Coby jumps up and leapfrogs over Despayre before getting onto his back as Despayre runs over him to the other side. Coby quickly gets to his feet and hits a dropkick that sends Desparye to the outside.

Crowd: This is awesome!!!

Coby runs to the ropes and sets himself up to jump off the top ropes onto Despayre, there he executes a Hurricanrana on Despayre that sends him down. Coby quickly grabs Despayre, slides him back in the ring and climbs the apron before jumping off the top ropes for a Frog Splash off the ropes, but Despayre rolls out of the way as Coby hits the canvas with his stomach. Despayre quickly gets to his feet and grabs the arm of Coby, pulling him to his feet before whipping him in the ropes where he executes a standing Hurricanrana, dropping Coby down to the canvas. But instead of going for the pin, Despy gets up and executes a standing Moonsault on top of Coby for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

Coby gets his shoulder up as Despayre runs to the ropes and sets himself up for a corkscrew cross body block into Coby grabbing him by the arm and drops him onto the canvas in an armbar while having his knee on the neck of Despayre.

Simone: Nice counter moves from both men.

Despayre manages to get to a vertical position after a few moments, pushing Coby into his corner where Amber tags herself back in forcing Candy back in the match as well. The energetic Candy charges in on Amber, She sets herself up to execute a cross body, but Amber kicks her into the midsection as that sends Candy down clutching her ribs. She drives series of elbows into the rib area of Candy before grabbing her by the hair and bashes her head into the canvas several times as Jasmine starts to use her five count

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Amber lets go at the final moment, grabbing the hair of Candy as she whips her into the turnbuckles before driving a knee into the midsection of Candy. There she pushes her head back into the turnbuckles before driving series of elbows against the jaw of Candy. She then hairmares her out of the corner onto the middle of the ring and then follows it up with a stiff kick to the back of Candy before covering her with a forearm across her face.

ONE!

TWO!

Candy kicks out at the count of two, showing a lot of pain across her face as she reaches her arm towards the corner of her tag team partner. But Amber grabs her by the head and pulls her away from her corner and sets her up for an Irish Whip into the corner, there Candy drops down to a sitting position as Amber charges in on her with a knee across the face.

Simone: Good Grief!!!!

Amber smiles as she tells Despayre in her corner that she is going to do it one more time, walking towards the opposite corner before charging in on Candy once again. Only this time Candy is prepared, somehow manages to leap up to her feet and executes a drop toe hold that sends Candy face first into the turnbuckles.

Simone: This is the opportunity for Candy to tag in her partner!!!

Candy crawls over to her corner as Amber is slowly starting to stir, holding her neck as the impact of the fall impacted her neck muscles. Candy finally manages to tag in Coby at the final moment as Amber started to stir. Causing both him and Despayre to charge in on each other once more. Coby ducks a running clothesline, stops and executes a Pele Kick to a returning Despayre. Who stages into the ropes before using the momentum to rebound on Coby whom has gotten to his feet and executes a Handstand before grabbing Coby's head with his feet and executes a modified Hurricanrana into a pinning position

ONE!

Coby somehow manages to free him out of the move by using his legs to pull Despayre off of him as both men get to their feet. Coby then executes a dropkick, only to hit the soles of a Despayre dropkick as both men had the same idea.

Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit!!

Both men get to their feet and run to the opposite side of the ring, this time both men execute a cross body block at the same time as this causes both men to drop on the canvas. Coby just somehow manages to land on top of Despayre

ONE!

TWO!

Despayre kicks out, Coby jumps up and executes a standing Moonsault on top of Despayre's knees. Despayre quickly runs to the turnbuckles and looks at the crowd for a few moments before going for a Frog Splash that covers Coby

ONE!

TWO!

Coby manages to kick out and both men are slow to get to their feet, both of them look at each other as they are facing each other. Despayre is smiling and so is Coby, both men run to the ropes and run towards each other but run past each other several times before Coby stops and grabs Despayre by the arm and whips him into the turnbuckles. There he charges in on him for an Avalanche from behind, but Despayre jumps out of the corner and over Coby. There Despayre runs to the other side of the ring and executes a high knee to the face of Coby before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Coby manages to kick out at the final moment. Despayre looks up and sees Angel in the corner, nodding to whatever the bear had to say as he runs to the ropes, jumping on the top rope and comes off with a top rope double stomp on top of Coby and hooks his leg for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winners of this match by pinfall!! The team of Amber Ryan and Despayre!!!!

Despayre rolls off Coby as Jasmine raises his arm in victory before raising that of Amber as well.

Falls Count Anywhere Match
Char Kwan vs Jessie Salco

The cameras go backstage to find Rocky standing beside London Underground's Nicky George and Cassian Reed. The Roulette Championship is proudly on display around Cassian's waist as he is dressed to kill in an all-black three-piece suit. Over his eyes are a blacked-out pair of shades, whilst hanging around his neck is a large thick gold chain. Nicky is standing behind Cassian, as the Rocky brings the microphone up to her lips and begins the interview.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Joining me at this time I have the manager of London Underground Nicky George and your Roulette Champion... Cassian Reed and

The crowd in attendance boo, but the sound of this annoyance doesn't seem to rattle them at all. Cassian just flashes Rocky as big bright white smile before he adjusts the Roulette Championship around his waist. Nicky welcomes Rocky with a warm smile before he is cut off from speaking.

Cassian: You're welcome.

Rocky just shakes her head, her actions are over looked by Cassian who looks towards the camera with a confident smirk.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: So, Cassian... what's it like being one the fastest rising stars in SCW history? Claiming your first title in under four months must feel pretty good.

Cassian looks back to Rocky, that trademark pretty boy grin smeared all over his face before he decides to speak.

Cassian: What's it like? It's the second best feeling in the world Rocky... because I told all of you, ain't no one believed in me apart from London Underground and now? I'm about to change the game in SCW. I'm about to unleash a whole new level for the Roulette Championship. You see, this title right here has been dwelling in the dark for too long and it's about time someone makes a change... someone brings prestige back to the roulette scene and who better to do it than me?

Cassian rubbed his hands together like a kid in the candy store.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: If it's the second-best feeling, dare I ask what the first is?

Cassian looked at Rocky, before he brought his shades down the bridge of his nose so his blue eyes could stare right into hers.

Cassian: All you gotta do love, is reach out and put your hands on me.

He winked at her before he playful slid his glasses back up the bridge of his nose to cover his eyes. Rocky couldn't help but get a little flustered as she looked back over towards Cassian who was now fixated on his Roulette Championship.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: So, where to from here?

Cassian: isn't it obvious? The first of many defences love. Plain and simple... I'm going to be your Roulette Champion for a long, long, looooooooong time.

He smirked towards the camera and with a boyish charm he loudly laughed as if to mock everyone else around him with his trademark HA-HA! style laugh. Rocky went to ask another question but Cassian lifted his right index finger up to silence her, as his attention fell back down on to his Roulette Championship and with nothing left to say, he let Rocky walk away. Nicky just rolled his eyes at Cassian before the scene faded elsewhere.

The scene opens backstage where we see tonight's challenger for the Internet Championship Caleb Storms ready to be interviewed by Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Caleb, tonight you challenge for the SCW Internet Championship against the man who ended your first reign Agostino Romano, will tonight be a repeat of your encounter at Inception IV?

Caleb: No, it won't, because I intend to walk out tonight the new Internet Champion, last time I "won" it, I was handed the title on a silver platter by J2H but tonight I will win it fair and square.

Pussy: Say you do win it, what do you see happening at Blaze of Glory?

Caleb: A tie breaker to settle this little feud? A new challenger? Both? I don't know to be honest but tonight I will be your new two time Internet Champion!

Caleb walks off as the scene fades.

Justin: Our next match is for the Internet Championship. First to make his way to the win to challenge for the Internet Championship, he hails from Syracuse, New York, and he stands in at six feet two inches and two hundred twenty pounds, please give a rousing welcome for "THE METAL STORM" CALEB STORMS!!!

The opening scream for the song "Test Your Metal" by Unleash The Archers is heard over the PA and the lights start flashing across the arena before Caleb comes out head banging along to the song before he poses for the crowd at the top of the ramp and he receives a favorable reaction from the crowd. Caleb takes off down the ramp slapping hands with the fans as he makes his way to the ring. Once at ringside Caleb slides into the ring and throws up the metal horns as he waits for Agostino Romano to arrive.

Adams Caleb Storms is confident as always and he has his sights on regaining the Internet Championship from Agostino Romano.

Simone: Being confident and having your sights set on regaining the Internet Championship from the person who won it from you does not equate into a win.

Justin: Next to make his way to the ring, he hails from Milan, Italy, and he stands in at five feet nine inches and two hundred fifteen pounds, please give a rousing welcome for the current Internet Champion AGOSTINO ROMANO!!!

Fragments Of Insanity by Necrodeath plays over the sounds system as Agostino Romano comes out from the backstage area with James Brown. He is wearing green and yellow wrestling trousers with green and yellow elbow pads and green and yellow boots, having his fists in the air with James Brown following behind him as the crowd gives him a great reaction. Agostino does high fives to the crowd before seeing a kid in the front row which he pulls funny faces at along with giving them a hat from his Global Bike Championship days. He then walks to the ring where he climbs the ring steps then steps through the ropes into the ring, where he walks around the ring waving to the fans and James Brown cheering clapping along.

Adams: I get tired of the gimmicks wrestlers like Agostino use of having been in other types of sports and now he feels he can transition into wrestling and be successful.

Simone: Well what is your problem with that? Agostino has been successful and even more so when you take into account the Internet Championship he holds he earned it by defeating Caleb Storms.

Referee Dawn Barnes calls both wrestlers to join her in the center of the ring. She then lays down the rules of the match where the Internet Championship is on the line and that a win for the Championship is by Pinfall or Submission. She then checks both wrestlers to ensure they are free of foreign objects and substances and when she is satisfied she sends them back to their corners to wait for the bell from the Timekeeper to start the match. Referee Barnes looks over at James Brown and informs him she is watching him to make sure there will be no funny business from him during the match.

DING DING DING!

At the sound of the bell Agostino and Caleb fly out of their corners and slam into each other in the middle of the ring. They struggle to get the advantage over the other then Storms drops down and grabs the legs of Romano and flips Agostino to the mat. Caleb gets to his feet waiting for Agostino to get to his feet. The moment Romano is on his feet Storms grabs him by the arm and whips him into the ropes and he catches Agostino with a clothesline dropping him to the mat again. Seeing his advantage Caleb runs to the opposite side of the ring and he rebounds off the ropes and charges at Agostino who sees him coming and side-steps him. Storms hits the ropes and rebounds backwards off the ropes and Romano catches him around his body and executes a suplex that drives Caleb hard into the mat. Agostino rolls on top of Caleb for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Caleb Storms powers out of the pin attempt by Agostino Romano then he rolls to the side and gets to his knees.

Adams: Storms got caught with that suplex and it nearly cost him the match.

Simone: I told you Romano is a valid Internet Champion and he is proving it in this match.

When Agostino approaches Caleb we see Storms lunge at Romano hitting him with a hard head butt to his midsection. This causes Agostino to grab his stomach and take a few steps back while Storms stays intently focused on him. When Romano stands up and Storms quickly spears him to the mat and goes for the cover for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

When Referee Dawn Barnes stops the count on the pin attempt Caleb Storms looks up and asks her why she didn't make the full count. Referee Barnes points to the ropes where we clearly see the leg of Agostino Romano on the ropes which requires a break. Storms is upset but the Referee informs him he either releases the hold Romano or she will start a count on him to force the break. Caleb reluctantly gets off Agostino then he stands up and walks to the opposite side of the ring where he leans back into the corner.

Adams: It appears Caleb Storms is not able to get a break in this match. If only he administered that Spear further away from the ropes he would be Internet Champion right now.

Simone: IF you say? There are often a lot of IF moments in the sport of wrestling. It happened that the spear drove Romano close enough to the ropes to get his leg on the ropes for the break which is in the rules.

Agostino Romano removes his leg from the ropes then he stands up and moves into a corner where he leans back into the corner looking across the ring at Caleb Storms. Caleb motions to Agostino for him to come across the ring to him. In return Agostino motions to Caleb for him to come across the ring to him instead. Referee Dawn Barnes moves to the center of the ring where she motions to both wrestlers to get back into the action of this match. Both Caleb and Agostino ignore her request so she decides to force them to comply by beginning a count on them.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

At the count of four both Romano and Storms come out of their corners stopping the count to eliminate the chance of a disqualification from the Referee. Agostino takes the initiative to quickly run into the corner where Caleb is located and the two start trading punches with Referee Dawn Barnes stepping in to warn them of closed fist punches. The two switch from closed fist punches to forearm smashes, kicks, knees, etc., with both trying to get the advantage to try to get the win. After more back and forth blows Storms manages to knock Romano to his knees. While Agostino is on his knees on the mat Caleb quickly climbs to the top ropes in the corner and he leaps off the ropes. Unfortunately for Storms just as he leapt off the top ropes Romano got to his feet and he catches Caleb on his way down then spins around slamming Storms hard to the mat face down with him landing on top of Caleb. Agostino then maneuvers to sit on the lower back of Caleb then he pulls both arms of Storm back and he pulls hard but he also is moving his hands as if he is holding the handlebars of a racing motorcycle and he is making motorcycle sounds like what you would hear during a motorcycle race.

Simone: I don't know what to call this hold Agostino has on Caleb but I find it quite amusing. I hope he gets the submission here.

Adams: I agree the move and added sounds is not something you see often in a wrestling match. Although this doesn't look good for Caleb Storms I still hope he can find a way to get out of this hold.

Referee Dawn Barnes steps in to ask Caleb Storms if he wants to submit and he yells out NO so Referee Barnes lets the match continue. Agostino lets go of the arms of Caleb and the Arms of Storms flop to the mat. Romano then reaches under the chin of Storms and he begins pulling up on Caleb's chin. Again Referee Barnes steps in to ask if Storms wants to submit and again he yells out NO so the match continues.

Simone: There isn't much more Caleb Storms can endure in this match before he decides to tap out. Having someone sit on your back, pull back your arms, then switch to pulling back on your chin, is enough to make anyone want to tap out.

Adams: Am I the only person at this event that believes Agostino releasing the arms of Caleb may have been a mistake?

Simone: Considering the position Storms is in right now I would say the move by Romano was not a mistake.

Even though Caleb is in pain from the holds Agostino applied on him Storms is able to get his arms under his body and he pushes hard with his arms and manages to get into what might be called a push-up position with him on his hands and knees. With Romano on his back, but still holding onto the chin of Storms, Caleb keeps maneuvering until he is able to get to his feet. Storms looks around to see where he is positioned in the ring then he drives his legs hard which moves him quickly backward toward the corner where he slams Romano into the corner. The intensity of the hit in the corner causes Agostino to lose his hold on Caleb's chin and as Storms moves out of the corner Romano drops to the mat.

Adams: What did you say about Agostino releasing the arms of Caleb and changing it to grabbing the chin of Storms was not a mistake. Right now it looks like it was a huge mistake.

Simone: Stuff happens. We have to wait to see what comes of this.

As Storms approaches Romano we see Agostino lunge and he hits Caleb in the midsection with a head butt. This stops Storms in his tracks then Romano gets to his feet where he body slams Caleb to the mat and he quickly drops on him for the pin.

ONE!

Storms manages roll over and flip the pin on Romano.

ONE!

This time Agostino rolls over and flips the pin on Caleb.

ONE!

TWO!

Storms doesn't give up struggling and he flips the pin on Agostino again.

ONE!

TWO!

Adams: Haven't seen something like this in some time.

Simone: I agree. It is going to come down to who can hold their opponent for the pin long enough to get the three count.

Romano rolls Storms over again breaking the count. Before Referee Barnes can drop into position to make the count on this pinfall Caleb rolls over again but this time instead of a normal pin attempt he drops his knees into the body of Agostino several times then he sits on Agostino's chest while pulling back hard on the legs of Romano. Caleb leans back to keep the pressure on the body of Agostino and to keep his weight on the upper body of Romano to prevent him from getting his shoulders off the mat.

Adams: This might be the end.

Simone: Nooooo!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Adams: He did it! Caleb Storms did it!

Simone: It is not official until the Referee delivers their official decision.

Caleb Storms jumps off Romano and he starts jumping around celebrating.

:Justin: The winner of this match, and the new Internet Champion, The Metal Storm. . .CALEB STORMS!!!

Referee Dawn Barns hands the Internet Championship Belt to Caleb and he holds it over his head to celebrate. He then slides out of the ring and quickly makes his way to the backstage area while waving to the crowd. Back in the ring Agostino Romano is discussing the match with Referee Barnes and he then graciously accepts the decision then he leaves the ring and heads toward the backstage area.

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Singles Match
Austin James Mercer vs Fenris

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The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Jessie Salco watching the end to last week's Main Event between Keira Fisher and Christina Rose, as the match is wrapping up, she is approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, next week you challenge Christina Rose for the World Bombshell Championship, any thoughts on this?

Jessie: Saving most of them for my promo but I will say this, Christina was damn lucky to get the pin when she did and next Sunday her luck's running out!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Now there's been some speculation as to whether you messed with the time keeping to screw with Christina and Keira, any further comment on that?

Jessie rolls her eyes.

Jessie: What? Do they think I'm Doctor fucking Who or something? If I could manipulate time, don't you think I'd be underestimated as a wrestler?!

Jessie doesn't give Rocky a chance to answer.

Jessie: Yes, I was hanging out by the curtain watching the match, I was challenging whoever walked out as champ, why wouldn't I? But I was just as surprised at how quickly the match went by as everyone else, commentators included! Christina, next week you had better prey that some miracle happens because short of Char Kwan interfering, nothing is stopping me from winning the World Bombshell Championship!

Jessie walks off as the scene fades.

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We open up to the backstage area and it is there where we see a shot on Christina Rose. Christina is wearing a glittering brown two piece shit that shows plenty of middrift and tights. She is walking in a pair of heels that she can barely walk in. The World Bombshell Championship is slung over a shoulder. She makes her way to the parking lot area followed closely behind by her two friends and fellow co-workers of Golden Ring Casino Charlotte and Mackenzie. Charlotte is holding a gasoline container filled with water and Mackenzie is holding a bag of sorts. Charlotte seems really worried as she looks over at Christina.

Charlotte: Crys... Please think about this. You don't have to do this... A few weeks ago you already sent a message. You bloodied Amber up and I think the message was received.

Christina however stops in her tracks as she turns her attention back to Charlotte with a smile on her face.

Christina: You think that was enough?! It's never enough... I know I beat her down and after everything she put me through by focusing on my daughter I feel like more needs to be done. When I was beating her senseless she just kept on smiling. She is a sick fuck and if physical harm isn't the best way to get to her we might as well get to her in a very different way. No offense Charlie but I think Kenzie's idea is the better one.

Mackenzie: That's right. Time to send a message to a stupid bird and after what Crys did two weeks ago using my idea we might as well continue using my ideas.

Charlotte: I understand that but just think about the repercussions. You still have Jessie Salco to worry about. I know you just got through Keira but...

Christina shakes her head looking back at her friends.

Christina: But what?! I told everybody I was on a different level. I have nothing against Keira. She is a wonderful friend and I love her to death. I know Jessie has improved and after trying to play mind games last week she should receive some of my intention but let's be honest here it's Jessie Salco. As good as she might be, her best won't be good enough if I am at least semi-focused. Enough about mandatories though. Let's focus on the task at hand and that's Amber Ryan.

The three of them finally reach the parking lot area. It is there where Christina walks towards a 2012 Hayabusa bike. Christina smiles as she looks at the bike putting a foot on it before taking her World Championship off of her shoulder and raising it proudly in the air.

Christina: You know life has a way of being funny doesn't it?! Who would have even thought that an entire war could be started over a World Championship?! As soon as I won this Amber made it known she would be willing to do whatever it took to take this away from me. She would throw every single mind game and try everything in her power to get inside of my head. Attacking me just wasn't enough.

Christina shakes her head as she continues to speak.

Christina: Oh no you had to get my wife involved. You had to focus on my daughter. Things like misting me in the face... That doesn't bother me, but the moment Aurora got involved is the very moment that a switch was turned inside of my head. You don't mess with anybody's kids but you didn't give a fuck. You did what you had to do to get to me didn't you, and it's all because of this!

Christina raises the title higher than before.

Christina: Now two weeks ago I attacked you. I got even because you needed to come to the realization that I am not going to be a doormat. You don't get to walk all over me. I will strike back and it won't be pretty. One of my best friend's in Roxi would have let cooler heads prevail and wait until you stepped in the ring with her but not me. I am impulsive, I might be immature, and I am damn sure hotheaded. When I was beating the unholy hell out of you, I came to the realization that you actually loved it. There was a sick smirk on your face. Despite all of the bleeding you actually wanted me to bring that side out. That is when I knew that I needed to go further.

Christina puts the title down as she moves it out of the way. Her eyes look straight into the cameras as she continues to speak.

Christina: That is when I realized that I needed to figure out what really makes you tick. A woman with no soul needs to have some kind of weakness and I came across three different things. One being Mac Bane, but I couldn't focus on him because that would be suicide for me. The second being your dog but of course I am deathly allergic to animals, and animal cruelty isn't fun seeing as various animal cruelty organizations would be on my ass, so that brings me to the very thing that I know means the ENTIRE WORLD TO YOU. Something you consider to be your daughter and that is this bike. A 2012 Hayabusa... It has a lot of meaning to you doesn't it?! Perhaps it was the first thing you bought when you went pro...

Christina shakes her head with an evil grin as she looks back at the bike before slowly turning her eyes to the camera.

Christina: You fuck with my family, and I FUCK WITH YOURS... An eye for an eye Amber, you don't have to worry about me because I will be champion come Blaze of Glory but will you be able to function properly?! This shit did get serious, and it's time you dealt with the Thorns of Miss Rose!

With that Christina quickly opens up the oil tank to the Motorcycle. Her eyes flicker as she looks at Charlotte.

Christina: Charlie sweetie please hand me that water.

Charlotte hands it to Christina, and Christina pours it right into the Oil Tank. For good measure she opens up the gas tank and pours some into there as well. She moves her attention to Mackenzie.

Christina: Kenzie sweetie, hand me what you have.

Mackenzie hands Christina the bag and she pulls out a funnel. Christina puts it in the gas tank and takes out a huge bag of sugar. She begins to dump the entire bag into the gas tank. She takes the funnel out and puts it in the oil tank as she dumps another bag into it. Christina flicks her blue hair as she takes a pair of keys out.

Christina: You know... You really shouldn't leave keys in the locker room area. Who knows who might come up with them when you are busy wrestling a match. Let's see if this thing starts up.

Christina puts the key in the ignition and as she turns the engine stalls badly. We hear some weird noises before a big boom occurs. Christina laughs as she shakes her head.

Christina: That really doesn't sound too well... You might want to get that checked out Amber...This is a treasure to you and you treated it like shit. Long story short don't mess with my family. We will settle this at Blaze of Glory although I am sure you will probably want to get my hands on me before then and if so I will be waiting. Consider this a gift from yours truly.

Christina begins to kick the bike until she sends enough force to send it crashing to the ground. She pulls out a bouquet of roses and leaves it on the bike.

Christina: Whoever thought that something so beautiful could truly be a Bitch?! Mess with roses and you will get pricked by it's thorns... I will be seeing you soon Amber. Please don't let me down. This time I will be expecting your receipt...

With that Christina walks away with her friends Mackenzie and Charlotte as we go elsewhere.

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Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the Main Event and it is for the World Heavyweight Championship!

The crowd lets out a huge pop!

Justin: Introducing first is tonight's special guest referee...

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 sporting a referee's uniform and a huge grin on his face!

Simone: Oooh boy. This should be...interesting.

Adams: That fella don't look right with a referee uniform. Maybe it's the guyliner...

After entering the ring, O'Malley stands in one of the corners, unable to get rid of the smirk on his face and waiting for both Jack and Kris to enter. He doesn't have to wait long as his music dies down and all eyes look to the entrance again.

Justin: Introducing tonight's challenger...

"Wasted" begins, and there is a brief murmuring of fans. As the song picks up, Jack Washington parts the curtain, a look of focus and minor indifference on his face.

Justin: Weighing in at two-hundred thirty-five pounds! From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania...JACK WASHINGTON!!

Jack shows very little emotion, walking to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots. He hits the ring, uses the ropes to stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle. His eyes glare towards O'Malley, not at all thrilled that once again, he is involved in the World Heavyweight Title match between he and Kris. O'Malley winks to him and Jack looks away.

Simone: Am I alone in thinking this match is going to be at all a clean fight now that O'Malley is involved?

Adams: Would it be even if he wasn't?

Simone: Maybe. But we'll never know now!

The lights shut off leaving the entire arena pitch black. The screen at the top of the ramp flashes to life with the words: DO YOU BELIEVE? Knowing what is coming the fans roar to life just as the PA blasts out the opening lyrics to the theme in the most booming fashion.

Justin: And introducing his opponent...

Two spotlights shine down on the stage as a remixed version of 30 Seconds to Mars "Walk on Water" plays through the PA system. Standing in the middle of the stage where the lights intersect is Kristopher Ryans with the SCW World Heavyweight Championship strapped around his waist, albeit upside down so that when he looks down it faces him.

Justin: From Jet City, your SCW World Heavyweight Champion!!!! KRISTOPHER RYYYYYYYYYYYYANS

The fans erupt with applause as he makes his way down the ramp. The white club symbol appears on the screen behind him. As he gets down to the bottom of the ramp, the camera passes him, circling around his side to see the orange letters on his white shorts reading "MIRACLE" down his right leg. We get behind him as he ascends the stairs, seeing that the back of his jacket displays the KR logo in the same shade of orange. He walks one side of the ring before stepping between the ropes before pulling on the strap of his championship to triumphantly raise it up to the cheering crowd.

Simone: He hasn't even acknowledged O'Malley yet.

Adams: Should he? O'Malley is just the referee!

Simone: And also one of the men wanting that very championship he holds! As well as a shot at Kris Ryans himself...

Kris' music finally dies down and when he turns around, O'Malley is right there in front of him. Kris smirks and rolls his eyes as O'Malley asks for the World Heavyweight Championship, but Kris just shakes his head and holds the title up again to cheers from the crowd. Jack rolls his eyes and jumps down from the top turnbuckle, waiting for this joke of a match to begin. Eventually, O'Malley yanks the title away from Kris, folds it and holds it up showing it off to the crowd before handing it off to the timekeeper!

Adams: Rude!

Simone: I don't think O'Malley cares.

O'Malley stands between both men and debates going as far as to check them over for any hidden weapons but given the looks on both their faces, he decides against it and calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Simone: Here we go!

O'Malley backs away from both men after ringing the bell but they each have their eyes focused on him instead of each other. He grins but reminds both men that he is the official tonight and not an opponent. Kris just smirks and shakes his head, while Jack just mouths off a few inappropriate words to O'Malley to show just how pissed off he is. O'Malley shrugs and when Jack turns his head back to Kris, Kris catches him off guard with a hard right shot. Jack stumbles back into the corner, holding his jaw as Kris stays where he is smiling. But when Jack looks up, he glares at O'Malley instead, as if blaming him for what just happened.

Adams: I think we're going to need a backup referee out here! I don't see O'Malley lasting long!

Simone: I'm not so sure. I see this ending in disqualification rather quickly.

Jack stands in the corner glaring at O'Malley for a second but then turning his focus back to Kris. Kris surprisingly pays no attention to O'Malley, almost as if he isn't there or doesn't exist but it's clear Jack doesn't trust O'Malley's involvement in this match. He steps away from the corner and realigns his jaw one last time before focusing on Kris and what he came here to do. He approaches Kris and starts trash talking as he does but when Kris just laughs and shakes his head, Jack gets even more pissed off and swings at Kris! Kris ducks and both men spin around going for a clothesline at the same time and end up taking each other down. O'Malley just shakes his head but watches on, amused.

Simone: Double clothesline to start things off! Interesting!

Adams: And amusing, apparently!

Jack kips up back to his feet as Kris rolls away and stands up quickly. Jack charges at Kris, getting a shoulder to the midsection before backing Kris into the corner and beginning and series of hard shoulder shots to the midsection! Kris holds his hands up but Jack doesn't let up and O'Malley rushes over, warning Jack to back away! Jack ignores his warnings and O'Malley starts to count!

Simone: Jack pushing the limit right now!

One..Two..Three..Four...But before the five count and the disqualification, O'Malley grabs Jack by his waist and drags him away from Kris! Kris holds his midsection in the corner as O'Malley drags Jack several feet away and Jack is PISSED.

Adams: Here it comes. O'Malley is about to be knocked out cold!

Just when it looks like Jack is going to strike O'Malley, O'Malley grabs his striped shirt reminding him that HE is the referee and won't hesitate to disqualify him if he doesn't chill out. Jack is still furious but he shoves past O'Malley and back over to Kris. But Kris has stepped to the outside of the ring, trying to gather himself after Jack's onslaught. Jack steps through the ropes and stands on the ring apron as Kris has his back turned to him.

Simone: Not sure what Jack is going for, but Kris better pay attention!

Adams: Is it just me or does Kris seem a bit...off?

Simone: Slightly but it's still early.

Jack bides his time waiting for the right moment, and just as Kris spins and Jack is going to launch himself off the apron, O'Malley shouts and catches Jack off guard! Jack holds on to the top rope and stops before he falls off the ring apron and just as he is about to turn to O'Malley AGAIN, Kris rushes towards him and sweeps his leg! Jack crashes backwards and his back crashes against the ring apron- the hardest part of the ring! He's left momentarily stunned giving Kris an opportunity to get the upperhand, which he quickly tries to do! He rushes over and hits an elbow to the chest and Jack rolls off the apron, crashing to the floor below. O'Malley shouts to Kris to get back in the ring but Kris just shakes his head.

Kris: Shut your stupid face!

Simone: At least he finally acknowledged him.

Adams: He's right you know. He does have a bit of a stupid face...

The fans laugh as O'Malley glares at Kris, but he hasn't even started to count yet. Kris reaches down and pulls Jack up to his feet, and Jack is holding his middle and lower back, still reeling from hitting the ring apron. Kris takes Jack and sends him flying into the barricade, back first, further aggravating his early injury! Jack lays down against the barricade, and as Kris is going to continue wearing him down, O'Malley leaves the ring and stands in front of him! He points to the ring, ordering the champion back inside, but Kris doesn't look impressed! He tries to step past O'Malley but O'Malley AGAIN blocks him and this time Kris responds with a middle finger right in the face!

Adams: What a big Fu--

Simone: Jason! Language!

Adams: What?! His gesture said it!

Kris starts to make his way over to Jack, but O'Malley suddenly rushes over to him first! He pulls Jack to his feet then rolls him back into the ring under the bottom rope before pointing to the ring while yelling at Kris again! Kris is even more annoyed at this point, but O'Malley then rolls back into the ring as Kris just stands there shaking his head. To his surprise, O'Malley suddenly starts his count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Adams: O'Malley needs some training. He's not doing a very good job at this refereeing thing.

Simone: I think that's the point.

Kris quickly slides back into the ring, breaking the count early on. Jack is back up to his feet, leaning against the ropes as he tries to fight through the lingering pain in his back. Kris comes up behind him, takes him by the arm and sends him across the ring to the opposite set of ropes! Jack rebounds back and Kris gets his knee up, attempting to trip the challenger and send him launching forward over his knee, but Jack notices and launches himself at Kris with a flying forearm! Kris stumbles back against the ropes and almost goes flying over the top rope, but he catches himself before he does! But in the process, his arms get tangled between the first and second ropes and the grin on Jack's face says it all!

Simone: Uh oh! Kris in a tough spot right now!

Adams: And he's right where Jack wants him!

Kris tries to get free of the ropes but he's stuck! Jack heads over and takes full advantage as he begins an onslaught of rights and lefts but O'Malley tells him to back away as Kris is tangled in the ropes! Jack again ignores his warnings and this time, O'Malley doesn't even start a count! He just yanks Jack away and shoves him back before trying to help Kris break free of the ropes! This doesn't sit well with Jack and he pulls O'Malley away from Kris then SHOVES him furiously, then gets into his face!

Simone: This is getting a bit ridiculous. O'Malley has had several opportunities to disqualify Jack but he hasn't!

Adams: Probably seeing how much Jack will test him!

As the two argue, Kris finally breaks free, and while O'Malley should have disqualified Jack, again, he's basically refusing as the two are coming near to exchanging blows! The two eventually break apart when Kris flies at Jack, taking him down in a spear but narrowly avoiding taking O'Malley down as well!

Simone: I kind of wish Kris would have hit O'Malley at the same time.

O'Malley stumbles back as Kris is just unleashing on Jack furiously and then pulls the challenger back to his feet when he stands up. He sets Jack up for a suplex then nails it beautifully before jumping back to his feet and darting over towards the nearest corner and climbs up to the top turnbuckle! He wastes no time in leaping off and then hitting Jack with a flying elbow before hooking the leg and O'Malley drops down!

ONE!

TWO!

Thr-No! Jack narrowly gets his shoulder up!

Adams: Was it just me or...

Simone: Nope. I noticed it too. That was a bit of a fast count.

Kris stares at O'Malley. He, too, noticed the slightly quicker than normal count, but O'Malley shrugs it off innocently and insists it was fine. Kris turns his attention back to Jack but is met by a cheap shot to the jaw and Kris stumbles back as Jack crawls back towards the ropes glaring back and forth between Kris and O'Malley. In his mind he is at a huge disadvantage here, but he is determined to overcome it and take back what is rightfully his. He pulls himself back up to his feet, walks across the ring to the corner directly opposite Kris and waits.

Simone: This has been quite the battle for Jack..

Adams: And I'm sure he'll have something to say about it next week!

After a few moments, Jack charges across the ring and then launches himself at Kris, colliding with him in the corner! He grabs a hold of the top ropes and goes to place his boot against Kris throat but Kris nails him with a nasty headbutt! Jack immediately covers his face as Kris climbs up to the top rope but O'Malley checks on Jack thinking he may have a busted nose from that headbutt!

Adams: Is there blood?! Did Kris just bust Jack's nose?!

Simone: I don't know! I can't see, but O'Malley is trying to find out!

O'Malley is blocking Kris' view of Jack as he is checking on the challenger. Jack seems to be really hurt and just when the opportunity is right, Jack quickly uncovers his face, revealing nothing but a toothy grin, then shoves O'Malley to the side and charges towards the ropes! Jack hits the ropes causing Kris to trip and crash down to the canvas but Jack isn't done!

Simone: It was a trick!

Jack pulls Kris up, sets him up and with a quick middle finger to O'Malley, hits him with the All Jacked Up fisherman's buster! O'Malley's jaw drops and when Jack goes for the cover, he hesitates for a split second until Jack shouts at him and he has no choice and he finally drops down!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: He's done it! Jack is now a two-time World Heavyweight Champion!!

DING DING DING!

Jack immediately gets back to his feet and O'Malley heads over to get the World Heavyweight Championship.

Justin: Ladies and gentleman here is your winner and the NEWWWW SCW World Heavyweight Champion...JACK WASHINGTON!!

Adams: Is..is he going to hand it over?

Simone: It doesn't look like it.

O'Malley stands back a few feet, holding the World Heavyweight Championship belt, almost refusing to hand it to Jack! Jack takes it upon himself to yank it away from the Irishman but he then goes so far as to DEMAND O'Malley raise his hand! O'Malley narrows his eyes and stands there frozen, but Jack insists!

Simone: O'Malley clearly didn't even want to declare Jack the winner let alone now raise his hand! He's been waiting for a shot at Kris Ryans for months!

O'Malley looks down at a dejected Kris Ryans as the now former champion just rolls out of the ring, trying to shake off the loss. O'Malley turns his attention back to Jack and finally gives in, raising Jack's hand as the crowd boos viciously and Jack grins wickedly and holds up the World Heavyweight Championship with his other hand. O'Malley only holds his hand up for a few seconds before pulling his hand away.

Adams: Well..Jack never said how long he had to raise his hand for. Just that he had to do it.

Simone: Very true. Hey, wait a minute!

O'Malley turns to exit the ring from the opposite side and as soon as he turns his back on Jack, Jack nails him in the back of the head with the title! O'Malley collapses to the mat, holding the back of his head and Jack rolls him onto his back and shoves the title in his face, adding insult to injury.

Jack: This title will NEVER be your's no matter how many times you stick your nose where it doesn't belong!

Simone: I think that sends a clear enough message.

Adams: One I'm sure O'Malley doesn't agree with!

Jack then shoves O'Malley back down and steps back, once again holding the tite up to a chorus of boos! He then exits the ring and heads backstage, draping the title over his shoulder back where it belongs, as O'Malley glares at him from the ring, nursing a serious headache now from the looks of it.

Simone: That's all we have time for tonight, everyone!

Adams: The shows over already?! That was fast...

Simone: Time flies when you're having fun. We'll see you all next week!!

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THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, Andy, AJ, The Lord MK, Gerrit, Marge, Dustin, Annie, Todd, Mercedes, JJ, Britt, Court and Jazz. Also to Annie again for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed.