The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Galen Center in Los Angeles, California. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.

He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants;

"SCW!"
"SCW!"
"SCW!"

Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the building at all of the fans filling the arena and the rows of seats around the ring itself. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.

Justin: Hello everyone and for the first time in over a year, SCW is back on the road to the Galen Center right here in Los Angeles, California!!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Now please help me welcome back to Sin City Wrestling... our Hostess With the Mostess ... Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers and applauds for the returning Amanda Hugginkiss! The curtains on the stage part and out steps Amanda in a platinum blond wig and a shimmering silver dress. She waves and smiles to the applauding fans and the performance begins.

Amanda: I realize you're seeing someone new
SHIT HOLE!
I don't believe she knows you like I do
Your temperamental moody side
The one you always try to hide from me
GOD DAMN IT!

But I know when you have some thing on your mind
You've been trying to tell me for the longest time
And before you break my heart in two,
There's something I've been trying to say to you

I'm sorry. I have Turrets Syndrome and it causes me to have these uncontrollable outbursts.

But the words get in the way
There's so much I want to say
BULLSHIT! Anus! Anus! Ahh Ahh!

But it's locked deep inside and if you look in my eyes,
We might fall in love again.
I won't even start to cry, and before we say goodbye
I tried to say "I love you"
GOD DAMN IT!
But the words got in the way

Your heart has always been an open door
But baby I don't even know you any more

And despite the fact it's hurting me,
I know the time has come to set you free

You know, there are some places that I can't g-GO!!
I'm gonna kill ya!
Nya nya nya!

But the words get in the way

And I can't go near places like churches.
BALL SAC!

There's so much I want to say
SCROTUM! SPERM! SPERM FACE!

But it's locked deep inside and if you look in my eyes,
We might fall in love again
GOD DAMN IT!
I won't even start to cry, and before we say goodbye
I tried to say "I love you"
Fart! Dildo! Big! BIG BIG TITTIES! Shit! SHIT HOLE!
but the words got in the way
I'm trying to say "I love you"
But the words get in the way

The crowd is in a laughing frenzy over the returning Amanda's performance as they cheer and applaud! Amanda shakes off her 'condition' and smiles and waves before blowing a kiss toward them and vanishing behind the curtains.

Simone: Hello fans! As you just heard from Justin, it has been over a year since SCW has been on the road! Our last stop was in Reading, Berkshire, England in March of 2020! And now we are here! In Los Angeles for the first stop in the West Coast 2021 Tour!

Adams: And we have SIX matches to kick start this tour off right! And "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart starts it all off by going up against the Troll!

Simone: Last we saw Alicia Lukas, she was attacking Courtney Pierce and putting her out of commission indefinitely! Tonight, she finds herself up against Seleana Zdunich! But she had best keep a close eye out for Courtney's girlfriend, Ruby Steele!

Adams: Then two Bombshells who both want the Internet Championship go up against one another when Keira Fisher-Johnson takes on Andrea Hernandez!

Simone: "Brother" David Shepherd was successful at Summer XXXTreme IX alongside Fenris...

Adams: In more ways than one from what I hear!

Simone: ... Yes. But tonight he takes on Shane Borderland in singles competition!

Adams: It's LA's own hometown girl Crystal Zdunich going up against Lucy Seraphina!

Simone: And in tonight's Main Event! Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe asked for it and she may come to regret her rash actions as she defends her title against TWO challengers in Bella Madison and Mercedes Vargas!

Adams: And we STILL don't know who the special guest referee is!

Simone: All this and more on SCW Climax Control!




"Oblivion" by Shinedown begins to play as Sin City's "Golden Couple" make their way out onto the stage to a mostly mixed reaction. Gold and silver pyro go off along with the song as if in time with the music. They meet in the center of the stage and we get a rare smile from both of them as they turn and pose for the crowd. They walk hand in hand down the ramp, Mac urges Amber to go up the steps first. She stops on the ring apron, waiting for him to join her. He sits on the middle rope and lifts the top rope up for her as she enters the ring. He follows her in and they pose again in the center of the ring this time. This time to more cheers than boos, they hold their World and Internet titles up high for the crowd to see. Mac goes to the ring attendant, requesting a microphone. He pops it a couple of times with his hand to make sure that it's live and then hands it to his wife in a "ladies first" gesture. Mac leans against the ropes facing the entrance way as she speaks.

Ryan: It's kinda funny guys...

A momentary flare of reaction follows as Amber allows the crowd their voice, pacing with a wry smile.

Ryan: It's funny that going into Summer XXXtreme, no one was talking about the fact that this was potentially an option. That coming out of one of the biggest nights of the year- no one really seemed to think that this could happen...

Amber readjusts the belts slightly for effect as her pacing continues.

Ryan: ... and I got to thinking why. It's not as though we're the worst people who could be holding these titles, it's not as though this really could be called an upset- unexpected perhaps, but allow us a little credit where credit may in fact be due.

A pause as the crowd can't quite seem to decide how they want to react.

Ryan: I'm not gonna stand here like an asshole and demand that people care, I'm not gonna call down a rain of gold glitter and half filled balloons to stroke my ego cause I'll be honest... I don't really feel like 'celebrating' quite yet.

As her pacing increases, the fervour in her voice rises- the crowd murmurs and rumbles louder as though feeding off the building energy.

Ryan: This isn't a beginning kids, and it sure as fuck isn't the end. There's no crossroads or turning points here, no epiphanies to be had... What's next is very simple- there's this record I noticed... 280 days. 9 defenses.

Amber stops dead in the centre of the ring as the mixed reaction of the crowd grows with a realization of what she means.

Ryan: I have a belt that's now worth competing for, everyone had more reason than ever to stop me. You want your shot... by all means earn it, cause in the meantime I'll be grinding, I'll be working and I'll be waiting at the top of that mountain. Just like I always have.

More reaction, a cacophony of sound roaring through the building as Amber politely hands the mic off to Mac, before perching herself on the top turnbuckle in one of the corners- as though eagerly anticipating the show that's to come. Smiling at his wife he raises the microphone up.

Bane: Goal setting, and achieving. Important things in life and especially in this industry. When we first came here, we made it known that what you see now was one of our goals.

He stares at the SCW World Heavyweight Title in his hands. Then continues.

Bane: I was told that this was out of my reach.

The crowd boos the statement heavily.

Bane: But, nothing has ever been out of my reach in my long career.

The boo's quickly turn into roaring approval from the Sin City faithful as Mac Smiles and nodding along with them.

Bane: I said recently that there's a lot in my life that wasn't supposed to happen.

He looks over at his lovely bride.

Bane: I was told a lot that I couldn't achieve any of the previous twelve world titles I've held. I was told that Amber and I would never be together because she was out of my league.

He looks over his shoulder at Amber who just smiles and gives him a wink.

Bane: And I was and I'll say it again louder this time for those in the back. I was told that this!

He hoists the belt up in the air.

Bane: Was out of my fucking reach!

The crowd grows louder in their approval as he paces.

Bane: I am less than thirty matches into my Sin City career and already a triple crown champion. This title, though, is a crowning achievement.

He lowers the belt back down.

Bane: Why does this title mean so much to me personally?

He flashes that easy going smile.

Bane: Because SCW is the home of the best competition on the planet!

The crowd roars with approval. An "SC-dub" chant breaks out as he continues.

Bane: This is hands down the best company on earth to test yourself in. If you can win the world title here, you can win a title anywhere. That's how damn good this roster is. The real question that keeps coming up is what's next?

The smile on his face never fades.

Bane: That's easy, I'm going to do what I've always done. I'm going to work my ass off and the bosses are going to line up the contenders.

He pauses for dramatic effect.

Bane: And I'm gonna knock them the fuck down.

The crowd is now rocking the venue as Mac turns to Amber and drops the mic as he extends his hand to his wife. She grabs his hand and he helps her down off the turnbuckle like the gentleman that he is, and they leave the ring together the same way they arrived, hand in hand.




We cut backstage and see Bill Barnhart walking the hallways. He is dressed in his wrestling attire but we don't see Bea so maybe she is getting ready at the staging area to make her entrance with Bill for his match. When Bill sees the camera person he stops and looks into the camera.

Bill: I'm walking around the backstage area at the Galen Center to see what interesting things I can find before my match with The Troll. Other than laughing damn hard at how pathetic my opponent is I'm not finding anything interesting in and around the Galen Center.

Bill walks on a bit before stopping to look into the camera again.

Bill: Hey Fat Boy! Yeah, Troll, I'm addressing you! I just heard they opened the doors of their all-you-can-eat buffet and they said you came running in and in less than twenty minutes they ran out of food. Damn! If you think you can use your blubber to wear me down, tire me out, and get a win over me, you're damn sure hallucinating because that's never gonna happen!

Bill walks a bit more before stopping once again to comment.

Bill: Troll I'm going to put you on the Extreme Bill Barnhart diet. You'll enter the ring at around two hundred fifty pounds and you'll leave our match at around two hundred thirty pounds as I plan on beating twenty pounds of fat off of you. See you shortly fat boy.

Bill turns and walks down the hallway toward the staging area where wrestlers are positioned to make their entrance. Once Bill is out of camera range the scene ends.




Simone: Welcome to the first Climax Control to be hosted outside of Las Vegas in over a year folks! And tonight, we're opening the festivities with two of our more heavyset wrestlers as The Troll takes on Bill Barnhart!

Adams: Both men were on the receiving end of a loss at Summer XXXTreme IX! Bill's team with Senor Vinnie lost to Brother David Shepherd and Fenris after Vinnie could no longer continue and The Troll set a new record for fastest match in SCW history when he lost to J2H in three seconds!

Simone: It should be stated that The Troll vs. J2H wasn't originally scheduled for Summer XXXTreme IX but The Troll insisted that he get a match on the show in a classic case of "be careful what you wish for", let's take it to Justin!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, THIS is your opening contest of the evening, scheduled for one fall!

Denis Leary's "I'm An Asshole" plays and the crowd boos as the rotund and hyperactive "know-it-all" of professional wrestling, the Troll, runs onto the stage as fast as he can (which altogether isn't that fast). He has an annoying, excited look on his face as he pumps his arms, greeted by the boos of the fans.

Justin: From Parts Unknown, weighing 252 pounds - the Troll!

The Troll points into the ring, taking offense at the "lies" about his grandiose weight being made public. He then "jogs" down to the ring, holding his hands out for high-fives but receives none. He struggles up onto the ring apron and climbs through the ropes, catching his shoe on the middle rope and face plants in the ring, much to the laughter of the crowd. The Troll then gets to his feet and pumps his arms again until he is herded back to his corner.

Simone: The last time we saw The Troll in the Ring on Climax Control was when he challenged Alex Jones to a Roulette Title Match! Thankfully, he lost.

Adams: And then he got suffocated by Bobbie Dahl in a way that some men wouldn't complain about, I'm not here to kink shame anyone!

Justin: And his opponent!

Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers, and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his wife and Manager, Bea Barnhart, who is leading their English Bulldog Iris by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar.

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by his wife Bea and his bulldog Iris! From Lawrenceville, Georgia, weighing in at 240ibs, "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!

When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The three make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to Bea so she can keep watch on it until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.

Simone: Neither of the Barnharts got to enjoy any success at Summer XXXTreme, for one thing if Bea won her match, she'd be defending the Bombshell Roulette Title in the Main Event!

Adams: They'll both be looking to get back on the winning track in the coming weeks, that's for sure!

Dawn calls the two men to the middle of the ring to go over the rules with them, however as soon as Dawn turns her back to call for the bell The Troll hits Bill with a low blow and immediately rolls him up!

DING DING DING!

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: And Bill kicks out of the Troll's attempt to break his own record!

Adams: Even if Bill hadn't kicked out, I don't think that would've beaten The Troll's record, Dawn had to turn back around to see the pin-fall and that was a second to late to break that record!

Both men get back to their feet but Bill is clearly enraged at the cheapshot from The Troll as he pounces on the rotund wrestler from the word go pummelling him with rights and lefts to the face and whilst The Troll is able to cover his face with his hands eventually, the ferocity of the attack leaves him dazed and confused letting Bill pick him up and take him over with a standing Suplex and follows that up with a Single Leg Boston Crab.

Simone: Bill clearly didn't appreciate the Low Blow by The Troll.

Adams: And I don't think Bea appreciated that either, albeit for different reasons!

Dawn quickly gets into position to ask The Troll if he wants to submit but The Troll screeches "NO!" before he starts scrambling to the nearest ring ropes to try to break the hold, he makes it and Dawn forces Bill to relinquish the hold which he does after a few seconds and whilst Dawn's back is turned Bea gets right into The Troll's face about low blowing her husband, things seem (somewhat) cordial at first, until the Troll calls Bea a certain c-word that rhymes with hunt.

Simone: Did.........did The Troll just call Bea Barnhart a cu.........

Adams: Yes, yes, he did, and unfortunately for him, Bill heard it clear as day!

Before Bea can slap the taste right out of The Troll's mouth for calling her that word Bill picks him up and gives him a piece of his mind before REALLY laying into him with rights and lefts to his body and face not even giving The Troll a chance to recover from the brutal beating until Dawn steps in to give The Troll, who his somehow still on his feet after that onslaught, at least for a few seconds before he falls over backwards.

Simone: TIIIIIIIIIIMMMMMMMMMMBEEEEEEEEERRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!

Adams: You realize The Troll isn't that tall, right?

Simone: Yeah, but I've been wanting to say that for a while now and with tonight's show being mostly Bombshell division matches, Bill's tied with Brother David Shepherd and Shane Borderland for tallest competitor competing tonight at 6ft 4!

Adams: And I don't think The Troll can recover from this to tip Bill over either!

Bill doesn't go for the cover once he sees that The Troll is playing a game of "count the ceiling lights", instead he pounces back on him and starts delivering more punches, this time straight to The Troll's face and like before he manages to get his hands up to defend himself from Bill's onslaught, however this time The Troll manages to gouge at Bill's eyes stunning the veteran wrestler momentarily and sending him stumbling back.

Simone: This might be The Troll's way back into the match!

Adams: If he can recover from Bill's offensive onslaught in time!

The Troll gets back to his feet and starts waving his arms, signalling that he's going for his finisher, The Flight of the Troll Body Splash, he goes to set Bill up for the move with a clothesline........but Bill catches his arm, brings it behind The Troll's back and locks him in his patented Flying Hammer Lock.

Simone: BARNHART SHOULDER BREAKER! BILL HAS IT LOCKED IN!

Adams: The Troll has nowhere to go, stick a fork in him, he's done!

Dawn doesn't even need to get into position to ask The Troll if he submits, mostly because The Troll screeches it so loud that it could be heard in the cheap seats!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner by submission, "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!

Simone: What a way to kick off SCW's return to the road, with Bill Barnhart completely dominating The Troll!

Adams: Except Bill's not letting go off the Barnhart Shoulder Breaker!

Dawn pleads with Bill to let go off the hold before he seriously injures The Troll and after a few seconds Bill complies, after transitioning it into a Hammerlock Back Suplex!

Simone: Ow, that hurt my arm to watch!

Adams: That should prove to be a warning to the other male wrestlers on the roster, respect Bill's wife if he's managing her or else!

Bill leaves the ring and celebrates his win with Iris and Bea.




We cut to the ring area and it is there where we are able to see Crystal Zdunich standing in the middle of the ring. She cracks a wicked grin on her lips as she looks around as the Los Angeles crowd welcomes her with a huge ovation of cheers. She smirks nodding her head with excitement as she paces around the ring. The ring is covered with green carpet with the corner turnbuckles designed with roses. Everything seems to go with the flowery theme as there are two huge red lounge chairs in the middle of the ring. Crystal smiles again as she raises the microphone to her lips and begins to speak.

Crystal: Can I just say that it definitely feels so amazing to be home in LOS ANGELES CALIFORNIA!

Crowd: CRYSTAL! CRYSTAL! CRYSTAL!

Crystal: I love the reaction from being at home. Honestly it doesn't get any better than it does this. There's no place I would rather be. Don't get me wrong I love being in Las Vegas. I have currently taken a residency there doing some major work for the Golden Ring Casino and living out of an apartment. However Los Angeles has always been home to me. I missed being in my mansion, I missed visiting my movie studio, and most of all I missed all of your beautiful faces. SCW is back on tour baby! As long as we all do what we need to do. Go get vaccinated and protect yourself and your loved ones. SCW will continue to travel. We might even take things internationally so we can go from country to country. The cheers and the boos, we missed all of the different cultures and we certainly missed all of you... COME ON LOS ANGELES GIVE US THOSE CHEERS THAT ONLY YOU CAN!

The crowd roars with excitement again. Crystal nods her head smirking as she looks around at the crowd who are all waving their hands in hopes of trying to be seen on television!

Crystal: All of you are amazing! Just look at some of your signs. Melody delivered GRACE by building the bombshell division she's also a CARPENTER! I will admit lovely sign and she is one of California's own right?! Oh look another sign GET WELL SOON COURTNEY PIERCE! I must admit she might have had an attitude about her but she is a Long Beach native so it's good to show her some love! MARRY ME SELEANA!!! Hey... I will have you know she's taken! Love the sign too... Perhaps I should....

Crystal slides out of the ring and takes the sign from the fan and proudly holds it high into the air. Crystal is all chuckles until she sees what's written on the other side of the sign.

Crystal: FREE SELEANA 2021!!!?! Hey I love my wife let's not get too crazy now!

Crowd: FREE SELEANA! FREE SELEANA! FREE SELEANA!

Crystal: Damn... That's quite the chant!!! You know as much as that annoys me you can chant whatever you want because we are right here in California and please let all of your favorites from here know how you feel about them!

Crowd: WE WANT CANDY! WE WANT CANDY! WE WANT CANDY!

Crystal: I LOVE ME SOME CANDY TOO... ISN'T SHE SWEET?! Is there anything else you all have to say!

Crowd: J2H! J2H! J2H!

Crystal: The entire audience here is chanting up J2H and that's amazing. I know he mentioned on Twitter that he would be here tonight and to be honest I have no idea if he is in the building or not!

Crowd: J2H! J2H! J2H!

Crystal: Wow you all really love him don't you?! I was going to stand right here and tell all of you how I feel and what I am aiming for next. I mean Internet Championship is open, I never did get a rematch for the World Championship. There's a lot on the table right?!

Crowd: J2H! J2H! J2H!

Crystal: Okay... I see all of you want him and I definitely wouldn't mind confronting him. It has been a while. So this is what we will do. Next week I am personally inviting J2H to the next show to be on my Rose Garden. He likes to come in and out... Let's see if he shows up... See you there!

With that Crystal's music plays as she waves to the crowd as we go elsewhere.




Just as the show is getting under way, the camera is focused on one of the Galen Center's backstage entrances. Nothing happens for several seconds as the fans in attendance stare at the screen, wondering what SCW Superstar or Bombshell they will get to see arriving next. Their answer comes soon after as the door swings open and who should walk into the building?! Bobbie Dahl! Bobbie and her loving companion, Artie! The crowd cheers as Bobbie and Artie walk side by side, with Bobbie carrying her gear bag. Even though it's the middle of summer, she's wearing a light jacket, and she has a big smile on her face, a change from the last time we all saw her when she was hiding from her obsessed admirer, The Troll!

Bobbie: I'm excited, Artie! Tonight is going to be so fun!

Artie: You've said that a million times the last couple of days, Bobbie. But--

Bobbie suddenly stops, drops her gear bag and fans her hand in front of her face, as if trying to cool off.

Bobbie: Damn it's hot in here! Are you hot, honey?!

Artie shakes his head. He looks down at his own choice of clothing; a summer appropriate pair of khaki shorts and a t-shirt, and then he looks back to Bobbie.

Artie: It's the jacket, Bobbie. Obviously.

Bobbie: Oh! RIGHT!

And with an even bigger smile on her face, she grabs the zipper and *WOOSH!* unzips it in the blink of an eye before swiftly removing the jacket to show...a referee's shirt! The crowd cheers even louder this time.

Bobbie: I guess I just wanted to hide the surprise for as long as I could, but damn the heat just wouldn't allow it! This is MUCH better!

Artie: Or...you could have waited until we got here to change into the shirt like I told you. You don't--

Bobbie: Oh where would the fun be in THAT, honey?! I've got a job to do tonight, so why not show it off?!

Bobbie throws her jacket over her shoulder and then reaches down to retrieve her bag. She slings it over her other shoulder before taking Artie's hand, and he just shakes his head and ignores her constantly interrupting him.

Bobbie: C'mon, honey! Let's go find where the referee's hang out! I need to get some tips from them!

She doesn't give Artie a change to respond before she starts walking and drags him away with her.




The guitar intro to "When Destinies Align" by Lovebites hits the speakers and Krystal makes her way onto the entrance ramp wearing her street clothes and the Bombshell Roulette Championship around her waist.

Justin: Please welcome the Bombshell Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe!

Krystal makes her way down the ramp with a big grin on her face before she rolls into the ring, as her theme music fades Krystal asks for a mic and is given one by a stage hand.

Krystal: Everyone said that I'd be like the rest, the new champion who lost the title on their first defence! No one thought that I'd get past my first defence against Maki, much less make it to Summer XXXTreme IX with the belt.

Krystal scoffs before pointing to her title belt.

Krystal: Do I need to say anything else?

Krystal asks rhetorically before leaning against the ropes.

Krystal: Maki tried twice, and she failed twice, Bea Barnhart went as far as to steal the title from me after my first defence, not only did I beat her up to get it back the following week, but I was the last Bombshell standing in the Ultimate X Over the Pool Match! They have gone back to the back of the line which brings me to tonight's Main Event, my first Main Event as a member of the SCW roster to boot and boy, did I get a hell of a match from that one little request!

Krystal says before listing off her challengers.

Krystal: Mercedes Vargas and Bella Madison, two women who I've previously encountered on my journey as the Bombshell Roulette Champion! Now, whilst the specifics are a little muddy once you get into the details of those matches, one fact remains clear, I have wins over both women!

Krystal says before smirking.

Krystal: And then we get into Summer XXXTreme and our exploits on the ship! Now, my match result goes without saying because if I had lost the Bombshell Roulette Championship to either Maki or Bea, I wouldn't be standing here talking about this match, would I? But more importantly me and my challengers are split down the middle as far as success and failure at Summer XXXTreme IX goes because Bella beat Mercedes in the Blindfold match! I have one challenger looking to continue her winning ways and one challenger looking to bounce back from their loss, both eyeing up my title like a hungry puppy.

Krystal's smirk grows bigger as she removes the title from around her waist and holds it above her head.

Krystal: But me? I have extra incentive and I'm holding it above my head right now! I survived defence number two and tonight I'll survive defence number three by bringing them down with the Down Under Thunderbomb courtesy of the Bombshell Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe, long may I reign.

Krystal goes to leave the ring but stops to turn to the camera.

Krystal: And to whoever the guest ref is, call it down the middle or else!

"When Destinies Align" hits again and Krystal leaves the ring after slinging the title over her shoulder.




Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall introducing first...hailing from Atlanta, Georgia... Alicia Lukas...

"I held the power of a dying sun I climb the altar and I claim my place as God"

"Circle with me (SCW Edit)" By Spiritbox hits as Alicia steps out with a black hoodie over her upper half with the hood up over her long blond hair. She stands on the stage and reaches up flipping the hood back and looking down at the ring before pointing her finger guns with a smirk. She makes her way down to the ring and runs up the steps before climbing the ropes on the outside, she flips the hood back before putting her arms out , she smiles at the crowd before leaping into the ring from the outside and taking off the hoodie

Justin: and her opponent... hailing from Los Angeles, California... Seleana Zdunich...

The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.

5

4

3

Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.

Zdunich moves to the corner to get ready, however, before she can warm up or do anything else, Lukas charges in and attacks Zdunich from behind where she hits the turnbuckle before stumbling backwards and Lukas trip her up. The ref indicates for the bell to be rung...

DING DING DING!

Lukas mounts Zdunich and begins to unleash a series of punches and forearm shots over and over as Zdunich tries to cover up with little success as Lukas climbs up off Zdunich and begins to stomp on Zdunich over and over before bending down and grabs her by the hair and drags her over to the ropes where she begins to choke her as she places a knee across the back of her neck. The ref quickly moves in and yells at Lukas to release, however, she doesn't, and the ref begins to count...

Simone: And even before the bell rings, Lukas attacks Zdunich from behind. Zdunich didn't stand a chance.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Lukas releases and quickly backs away holding her hands up but quickly rushes back in and drives both knees into Zdunich's back. Lukas grabs Zdunich by the hair and drags her backwards and goes for a pin...

Adams: Lukas is just about willing to do anything to make sure that she win this match as she briefly chokes Zdunich before the ref intervenes but the drives both knees in Zdunich back before then going for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Th... kickout...

Lukas slaps the mat frustration as she momentarily check with the ref that count but stick with their decision and Lukas attempts another pin...

Simone: The match almost ended their in a very quick fashion but Zdunich kicks out.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Lukas shakes her head, as she climbs to her feet and grabs Zdunich by the hair and pulls her up to her feet and then pulls her up onto her shoulders as she looks to quickly finish this match but Zdunich begins to wriggle around on Lukas' shoulder before slipping down off her shoulders and stumbles back a little as Lukas turns and goes for a wild swing but Zdunich ducks before responding with a forearm shot to Lukas and Lukas stumbles back a bit and Zdunich leaps up and hits a standing dropkick sending Lukas down to the mat. Lukas quickly rolls herself from the ring as Zdunich stays down on the mat for a few moments still feeling the earlier assault by Lukas.

Adams: Another pin but this time Zdunich kicks out at two and again Lukas isn't too impressed with Zdunich or the ref as she climbs back to her feet and grabs Zdunich and looks to end it with the Georgia Drop but Zdunich wriggles free.

Simone: Lukas tries for a wild swing, but Zdunich ducks and she fires in a forearm shot before following up with a standing dropkick.

Zdunich climbs to her feet as she stretches a little before looking for Lukas, which she quickly spots her outside of the ring. Zdunich climbs out of the ring and onto the apron and as Lukas turns around, Zdunich hits a crossbody onto Lukas and then both end up on the mat, as Zdunich rolls away and leaps up to her feet. Turning around, she grabs Lukas' foot and drag her away from the barrier before hitting a standing moonsault before climbing back to her feet, as she looks towards the ref who is up to a 3-count following asking Zdunich to get back into the ring with Lukas. Zdunich turns back to Lukas, and she grabs her by the hair and pulls her up and with her hand still in Lukas' hair, Zdunich hits a bulldog.

Simone: Lukas bails from the ring, but Zdunich didn't capitalise on it straight away following the earlier attack, however, taking that little bit longer didn't change anything as she climbs out onto the apron and hits a crossbody.

Adams: This is an impressive fight back from Zdunich here. She doesn't allow Lukas a moment as hits a bulldog and plants Lukas' face into the mat.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Zdunich slowly climbs back to her feet and moves back to Lukas, where she grabs her by the hair once more and pulls her to feet, where she drags her towards the ring before lifting her up and pushing her into the ring...

SEVEN!

Zdunich follows close behind and then crawls over to Lukas and goes for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Th... kickout.

Adams: Zdunich bring Lukas back into the ring and goes for a pin... and Lukas this time barely kicks out.

Zdunich is the one shaking her head, as she also makes another attempt at second pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Simone: Another attempts but Lukas again kicks out.

Lukas kicks out again as Zdunich shakes her head, as she climbs to her feet and she grabs Lukas and pulls her up to feet, where she whips her into the corner and Zdunich goes to follow up with a clothesline, but Lukas gets her feet up and pushes Zdunich away. Zdunich stumbles backwards but then charges back in again and Lukas gets her elbow up, which she catches Zdunich and again Zdunich stumbles away. Zdunich shakes off the shot and turns before Lukas moves from the corner and hits a dropkick to Zdunich knee and Zdunich drops to the mat as Lukas follows up with an elbow drop.

Adams: Somehow Lukas has fought back to get back into this match.

Lukas climbs to her feet and grabs Zdunich and drags her to the corner and pulls her up to her feet, where she wraps her arms around the top rope and she begins to punch and kick Zdunich over and over before following up with a European uppercut, which Zdunich slumps down to the mat. Lukas checks her face and nose for a moment before turning and going back to Zdunich.

Simone: Zdunich is in trouble here.

Lukas grabs Zdunich and pulls her up and Zdunich gives her shove backwards and as Lukas comes back, Zdunich hits the En Kristen Rättighet (A Woman's Right punch), but it barely connects and Lukas stumbles backwards a little surprised as Zdunich launches forward and catches Lukas with a clothesline.

Adams: Two desperation moves from Zdunich.

Simone: I wouldn't say desperate more smart as she was in trouble.

Both lay on the mat with Lukas stunned at the two moves, which Zdunich struggles from the punch and kicks from Lukas. The ref checks on both ladies and then begins a count...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Lukas is the first to move as she sits up and shuffles herself towards the ropes before leaning against them as Zdunich rolls on her front and she also crawls to the ropes and grabs them and pulls herself up into a seated position.

Simone: Lukas is the first to move and moves to the ropes, while Zdunich takes a little longer but also gets to the ropes.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Lukas pulls herself up to a knee and then to her feet, as she moves to Zdunich and grabs her by the hair, as the crowd suddenly come to life as Ruby Steele appears at the entrance way and as she rushes down and climbs on to the apron as Lukas frowns wondering why she is out there. With the slight distraction, Zdunich shoves Lukas before grabbing her hand and whips her towards the ropes, however, Lukas counters and she sends Zdunich towards Ruby and Ruby catches Zdunich with a forearm.

Adams: What is Ruby doing out here?

Simone: I don't know.

Zdunich stumbles backwards in shock, and spins around, Alicia lifts her up on to her shoulders before dropping her down, her knee connecting perfectly with Zdunich's skull!

Simone: The Georgia Drop!

Lukas scrambles on top of Zdunich!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match via disqualification Alicia Lukas.

Lukas's music hits over the pa as quickly climbs out of the ring and smirks not caring how she won this match.




The scene cuts to Andrea Hernandez sitting in the green room as she sits under a banner that says "Shit Keira Says". In the background, there are more pro-Andrea campaign posters. More or less, she rolls her eyes in amusement when she thinks about some of the stuff that Keira Fisher said leading up to tonight's match. She gathers her thoughts together and maintains her lighthearted mood as she begins to express these thoughts.

Andrea: I want to make a couple of things quite clear as I begin my political campaign to become the next SCW Bombshells Internet Champion. Number one? I don't expect to be handed the championship. Of course not! I've never demanded to be handed anything. Sure, I'd get mad when someone else got a shot at something but not me. But did I ever sit here and demand that I get a shot at any title? No? Okay, we're clear on that. And number two? I knew that I wasn't going to be the only one gunning for that title. Keira Fisher of course, has to be one of those that are gunning for it as well. So yeah, I AM going to make an example out of her tonight. This isn't because of our past matches where I've beaten her. This isn't to 'get revenge' for some of the sorry shit she said about me. This is to prove that when it comes to the Internet Championship, the woman that should be first in line is ME! PERIOD! So, tonight, I am going to recap the DUMBEST shit Keira said leading up tonight. Stupid shit number one...

"Your winning streak is all you have left to hang onto..."

Andrea pauses and busts out laughing at this point.

Andrea: This kind of phrasing is what someone says when they really have NOTHING to say about me at all. I haven't lost a match in forever. Some of these wins I've gotten have been over big names. But, let's entertain this. Let's say that this is actually true. It's NOT, but let's just play around with this. What do YOU have left to hang onto, Keira? What have you done since you lost the world title? Can you explain that to me? I'm WAITING! Yeah, you haven't done ANYTHING since then except pick up some wins here and there. Verdict? You've got nothing to hang onto yourself. Stupid shit number two...

I'm going to sum it up this way: all these repeated, outdated references to me bitching and complaining about things. By my recollection, the last thing I even complained about was being in the stupid battle royal Vinnie put together... and that was weeks if not months ago. You're coming at me with stuff that is OUTDATED! This is why you've fallen behind, Keira, because you don't truly KNOW your opponents. You just shoot off at the mouth based on OLD impressions you've had about someone that have completely faded from the big picture. Stupid shit number three...

"You haven't turned those wins into anything... it's easy to stay undefeated when you wrestle once or twice a month..."

Andrea pauses again and rolls her eyes, though this is more in annoyance than amusement.

Andrea: It doesn't FUCKING MATTER how often I wrestle. What MATTERS is that I've gone out there and gotten the job done every single time I've been in the ring this year. SURE, I'd LOVE to wrestle more often than I've been booked lately. Did you ever THINK that MAYBE I haven't 'turned those wins into anything' because I haven't had the opportunity to do so? I haven't had a shot at ANY title in just about a year and I'm not saying that to complain, I'm saying that to state FACTS. But what do YOU know about turning something into ANYTHING Keira? You won the world title and you did NOTHING with it. You've gone on record saying you're SATISFIED with that reign. Being a MEDIOCRE World Champion where your ONLY successful defense was because of ME SATISFIES YOU? This is why you don't get to that next level, Keira. This is why, in the event you somehow do, you don't stay there long. What matters is that UNLIKE YOU, I have managed to STAY RELEVANT since I lost the world title because I'm not like MOST of these bitches in the locker room that either lose the title or lose a challenge to the world title and then just fuck off, give up and disappear for a while. Even YOU disappeared for a little bit earlier this year.

But sure, have this outdated impression of me where the only things you can throw at me are things that are either entirely untrue or just said out of desperation because you have NOTHING you can say to me that actually makes sense. I haven't lost a match, so you can't pick on that so instead you try to diminish my win streak because that's ALL you can do. I haven't slipped up or done anything stupid lately, so you have to turn back the clock to earlier this year and attack me with things that are no longer true. You ever wonder why I'm ALWAYS one step ahead of you?

Just for saying all that stupid shit, it makes you COMPLETELY UNQUALIFIED to be the Internet Champion. I've won more than you have this year. I've stayed relevant. I never went away. Yet, YOU can't even say that. What gives YOU the right to be Internet Champion? What have you done LATELY that proves that you deserve to be in that conversation? Beating Azurine Vebbins doesn't prove SHIT!

I'm not going to let you beat me, Keira. You don't get to upstage me. You've learned nothing from our last encounter when you tried SO HARD to kick me while I was down and then I turned around and shut you up. Tonight? I get to do that again.

I'm Andrea Hernandez and I approve this message!

Andrea scoffs as she stands up and walks out of the room. The scene focuses on the "Shit Keira Says" banner that Andrea was sitting under before it fades to black.




The opening beat of drums is heard through the speaker, The fans instantly boo and cheer as a huge guitar rift starts to play as this pryo's explode either side of the stage. Skid Row's "Midnight Tornado" Starts to boom through the speakers. The smoke starts to clear and Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen standing on the top of the stage. He points to the fans on the left side of him, then to the fans on the right, and then clinches his fists. He starts to grind his hips as the rock music continues to blast out. He takes a few steps forward to the beginning of the ramp and does a double muscle pose, causing more pyro's to explode behind him and the fans react louder.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the ring, SCW Co Owner, Hot Stuff Mark Ward!

Hot Stuff strolls down to the ring, nodding at the fans in attendence and makes his way to the ring steps, quickly walking up them and stepping in between the top and the middle rope.

Adams: We need a new roof!

Hot Stuff moves towards Justin and puts his hand out and Justin hands him a microphone as the music fades out.

HS: Well it's good to be back....

The crowd cheer.

HS: It's been well advertised that Christian has decided it's his turn to go on vacation and leave the running of this place to the professional here.

Hot Stuff points to himself and smirks.

HS: This means that this place is about to get a whole lot more fun. While the cats away, the mice will play and I'm all about the fun and games. Last time Christian packed his bags and ran out of here like the roadrunner, I lifted things up and changed the face of the wrestling world again, cause it's something only I can do, but I sat there and thought to myself, we need to go the extra mile now. I mean we're back out on the road again.

The fans cheer once more.

HS: We're back out skipping from state to state to be in front of you all once more. It's all good being in Vegas, in the same old place but out on the road, it's a whole different feeling, it's a whole new way of doing things and I want to make SCW fun again, I want to make SCW more entertaining then it was before. This lead me to what I'm about to say.

He pauses for just a second and rubs his hand over his chin.

HS: On the road, things need to be amped up a lot. One man can not make a tour successful. On past tours, Christian would sit his arse in the office and I'd go out and be the face of the place, the fan friendly guy, listening to what you all want, but I can't do two jobs at once, so I think it's time to replace Christian while he's drinking wine on some beach somewhere.

Simone: Oh God! Please don't be who I think it is.

HS: I think it's time to inject a bit of life in to SCW, someone else to come up with the crazier stuff, someone else who will frankly annoy the hell out of Christian while he's away, so I have made the choice to appoint someone as my sounding board, as my fan friendly face.

Adams: I don't think if you think it's who you think it is, then I don't think that describes them.... I think.

Simone: That's a lot of thinking.

HS: So please welcome my temp sounding board, my second in command....

Simone: Who can it be?

Hot Stuff smiles as he pauses to build dramatic effect.

HS: CANDY!

Simone: WHAT?!?!?!

As soon as Mark makes his comment, the fans in the arena go nuts! "Pour Some Sugar On Me" plays and a pink spotlight lights up a circle next to him. Coming out from the back was Candy, wearing what could only be described as an outfit straight out of the closet of Elle Woods from Legally Blonde. A knee length pink pencil skirt, a pink matching top, and of course pink matching heels. Her brunette hair was pulled back in a sleek bun with a sequined hair pin in the side. She had Fluffy under an arm and a HUGE grin on her face. She gave Mark a hug, despite how uncomfortable it made him look. She squealed a little bit as she took a mic from a stagehand.

Candy: Thank you so much for this honor! I was really really sad when my doctors said that I had a pretty bad concussion and couldn't wrestle for the next few weeks. But then when we talked and you asked me to do this I was super duper happy!!! I am so excited! I can't wait to do all sorts of fun stuff to make SCW even prettier than it was before.

Simone: Has Mark lost his mind?

Adams: I don't know about that, but I like it, things just got a lot more glittery around here! I can not wait to see what her first order of business will be.

Simone: Hopefully not commentators need to wear pink uniforms.

Adams: I'd rock a pink shirt!




The arena cuts to black as the slow guitar intro of "Blood Lightning" by Lutharo is heard over the PA System, right as the song launches into the opening guitar solo the lights start to flash across the arena before a single spotlight shines on Jessie headbanging to the song.

Simone: Jessie's months long undefeated streak on Supercards was finally ended at Summer XXXTreme IX by Christina Rose, or Chrystal Zdunich as she's now known.

Adams: That woman changes her name so often that it makes my head spin, in any case, I bet Jessie has something to say about that!

Jessie posses at the top of the ramp just as the clean vocals of Krista is heard over the PA before she makes her way down the ramp, Jessie rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd again as the song fades and she receives a mic from a stage hand.

Jessie: They say that all good things must come to an end, well at Summer XXXTreme IX two weeks ago, TWO GOOD THINGS came to an end.

Jessie says as she holds up two fingers with her free hand.

Jessie: Now for obvious reasons, Myra Rivers' year long title reign ending is getting all the attention but that wasn't the only streak that ended on that ship! No, my months long undefeated streak on Supercards was ended by your hometown girl Crystal Zdunich.

The crowd pops as Jessie mentions the LA native.

Jessie: I'll give her credit where it's due for giving me a hell of a match but I'm already looking ahead, not just to Violent Conduct VII in a few weeks' time, but which Bombshell Title gets vacated by Amber Ryan later tonight because I'm already staking a claim on either of those titles.

Jessie pauses before shaking her head.

Jessie: And before anyone says "same old Jessie" I didn't exactly say WHICH title I was staking a title too and besides, if Amber actually vacates the World Bombshell Championship, I'm putting my entire CD Collection up for sale on eBay! And provided that I'm not a champion by then, I'm taking a page out of Crystal's book for Violent Conduct VII!

Jessie says before leaning against the ropes.

Jessie: That's right, I'm issuing an open challenge of my own for Violent Conduct VII because if that's what it took for Chrystal to get back on the winning track then I don't see how it'll be any different for me! But again, that depends on what Amber does with her titles, doesn't it.

Jessie says as she goes to leave the ring.

Jessie: I'll be watching Amber.

"Blood Lightning" starts up again as the Jessie heads to the back.




In the ring, Dawn Barnes can be seen waiting for the match to be introduced.

Simone: Tonight we have an interesting match between two completely different people....

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: And let me tell you Belinda, these two are about to raise the roof. We have a former champion taking on one of the newest bombshells on the roster. Let's send it to Justin in the ring for the introductions.

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

"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 opponent.

Justin: From Miami Florida, she is Keira Fisher!

Keira plays to the fans by climbing the ring ropes and sitting on the turnbuckle.

Justin: And her opponent from Phoenix Arizona...she is Andrea Hernandez

Adams: Keira Fisher against Andrea Hernandez, the battle of former champions.

"Waking the Demon" by Bullet for my Valentine hits the venue's soundwaves. Andrea appears on the stage to some strong boos from the crowd. Andrea scoffs at the crowd and doesn't pay them any attention at all otherwise as she is completely focused on the task at hand. She gets up to the ring apron and uses the top rope to slingshot herself into it, ignoring the crowd even further as she leans against the corner, confidently waiting for what comes next.

Simone: Well, we can see that the former champions are ready for this match.

Adams: I would hope so, Dawn just called for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Keira moves towards the center of the ring where she is joined by Andrea who smirks and taunts Keira. Keira refuses to rise to the taunting and begins to circle Hernandez. Andrea stands her ground only following the circling Fisher who lunges in and the pair lock up in a collar and elbow tie up that neither woman can gain enough leverage to move the other. Finally, Keira manages to turn the head of Andrea into a headlock. Hernandez pushes Keira into the ropes and is sent down to the canvas by a shoulder block from Keira. Andrea watched as Keira looked down at her then move to the opposite ropes. Andrea throws herself to the mat in front of Keira who leaps over her. Rebounding off the ropes, Keira is hip tossed by Hernandez to the mat. Keira arches up in pain then rolls to her hands and knees as Andrea reaches down to grab her by the hair. Pulling her to her feet, Andrea snarls into the face of Keira before she whips her into the corner. Keira Fisher turns to see Andrea charging in with a handspring back elbow. Fisher throws herself to the side and Andrea bounces off the turnbuckle and crashes to the mat with her hand going to her back.

Adams: Andrea was about to do some real damage to Keira who saw it coming and tossed herself to safety.

Keira rises using the ropes. Andrea crawls her way to the ropes and begins to pull herself to her feet. Fisher moves towards her opponent and sends her through the ropes to the floor with a dropkick. She moves to slide between the ropes to the outside but is warned off by Dawn who begins to count Hernandez out. Andrea shakes her head as Keira once more moves to the ropes. Reaching under the bottom rope, Andrea pulls Fisher off her feet and then pulls her towards the corner. Keira tries to kick the hold of Hernandez off. Andrea pulls her to the ringpost then viciously wraps her leg around it. Keira grabs her knee as she pulls herself back away from the corner. Andrea slides under the bottom rope and into the ring where she grabs the leg that she had wrapped around the steel. Pulling her to the middle of he ring, Hernandez locks in a reverse cradle on Fisher. Dawn drops to count but Fisher barely manages to kick out of the pin. Getting up, Andrea pulls Keira up and then wraps her up in an abdominal stretch. Keira screams in pain and reaches out for relief but Andrea turns her enough to keep her arms away from the ropes. Dawn is looking at Keira and doesn't see Andrea reach behind her to grab the rope to torque more pain into the stretch. Keira screams getting the attention of Barnes who looks up to see Andrea put her hand on the hip of Fisher. Once more he talks to Keira as Andrea reaches back for the ropes. Dawn looks up to see Andrea smirking as she pulls back with the help of the ropes. Barnes gets in her face warning her to let go of the top rope.

Simone: Andrea is keeping the hold on and Dawn is warning her to let go. If she doesn't, she risks disqualification.

Angrily Andrea tosses Keira in the ropes as she snarls at Dawn who warns her that she will disqualify her. Hernandez sees Keira moving along the ropes and brushes past Dawn to grab her by the hair and pulls her off ropes. Leaving Keira in the middle of the ring, Andrea moves to the corner where she climbs to the middle turnbuckle. Launching herself off the ropes, Keira is surprised by a superkick from Keira. Dropping to the mat, Andrea clutches at her head as Keira slowly pulls herself up by the ropes and gets to her feet. Andrea crawls to the corner and then leans into it as she tries to come back from the superkick. Keira moves towards Andrea who leans between the ropes to force Dawn to get between the pair and motion for Keira to back up. Andrea slides to the outside of the ring and moves away from where Keira is on the inside of the ring. Fisher watches as Andrea walks along the ringside area. Suddenly, she sees that Andrea stops to look at the fans who are chanting at her. Keira bounces off the opposite ropes and then launches herself through the ropes with a corkscrew plancha. Both women are laid out on the floor breathing heavily as Dawn moves to the ropes and begins a ten count.

Adams: What a move from Keira Fisher to take out Andrea Hernandez

Simone: But that move hurt both women. Dawn is at a five count

Andrea starts to move towards the ring and reaches up to pull herself up with the ring apron as Keira moves towards the steel steps and pulls herself up to her knees. Andrea rolls into the ring to break up the count then rolls back to the outside where she stalks towards Keira who has made it to her feet. Andrea grabs a handful of hair and slams Keira face first into the steel steps sending her staggering away with her hands to her face. Pulling them away, she checks for blood as Andrea comes up behind her and whips her into the ring. Climbing in behind her, Hernandez locks in a camel clutch that has Keira reaching out for the ropes. Fisher is trying to fight the hold desperately as she holds out her hand towards the ropes. Andrea taunts her by allowing her to get her hands under her to pull herself closer to the ropes. Dawn is on the mat asking if Keira wants to give up but she shakes her head negatively which has Andrea angry. Rising slightly, Andrea releases the hold before kneeing Keira in the head to drop her to the mat once more. Dawn admonishes Andrea who just waves her off as she reaches down for Keira who catches her with a small package out of nowhere.

Simone: Keira has Andrea in a small package and just got a two count.

Andrea kicks out violently and Keira rolls away from Andrea surges up to her feet and angrily lunges at Keira and picking up Keira who was rising. Whipping Keira towards the ropes and following her quickly, then uses a springboard bulldog to drive the head of Fisher into the canvas. Fisher lays on the mat where she curls up on mat in a fetal position. Andrea rises and then moves to the corner where she climbs the turnbuckles and launches herself onto the downed Keira hitting her rise of the Phoenix splash. Keira curls as the breath is driven from her lungs. Laid out on the mat, Andrea moves to roll Keira over and then grabs a leg to curl the woman up in a pin. Dawn drops to the mat and slams his hand on the canvas to count the pin.

Simone: Hernandez hit her Rise of the Phoenix and not too many bombshells can kick out of that.

Keira struggles to pull her shoulders off the mat as Andrea screams at Dawn to count faster. Keira arches her body which Andrea takes advantage of by rolling her hard into the pin and forcing her shoulders onto the canvas. Andrea is surprised as Keira manages at the very last moment to kick out of the pin. Grabbing the hair of Keira, Andrea pulls her towards the corner and slams her face first into the turnbuckles as Dawn warns her to let it go. Keeping a handful of hair, Andrea rakes her opponent's eyes on the top rope then releasing her with a smirk. Andrea follows her, grabbing Keira's hand and whipping her off the opposite ropes before catching Fisher to then scoops up Fisher and slams her to the mat before climbing the turnbuckle quickly and hitting her with the Rise of the Phoenix once more. Keira collapses with her arms over her chest as Andrea rolls her over then sitting on her chest, Hernandez grabs both legs of Keira and rolls backwards to bend her in half as Dawn moves to make the count again as Keira fights for air.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match, Andrea Hernandez!

Dawn holds up the arm of Andrea who had risen over the prone body of Keira who is slowly starting to stir. Dawn moves to check on Fisher as Andrea mounts the turnbuckles to taunt the fans.

Adams: Andrea Hernandez gave Keira a painful message for all the bombshells.

Simone: But you have to hand it to Keira Fisher, she could have won it tonight but Andrea Hernandez was just too much.

Waking the Demon plays as Andrea continues to celebrate in the ring while Dawn helps Keira exit the ring and move up the ramp to the backstage area.




The scene cuts backstage to Myra Rivers in the locker room in her first public appearance since Summer XXXtreme. She does draw the cheers that you would expect from the audience who of course, will be hanging on to every word that she's got to say. Myra at the moment does not look the least bit downtrodden in spite of the outcome that happened. The familiar, confident aura has not, in any way, disappeared. And that fire in her eyes continues to burn as she begins to express her thoughts.

Myra: The most common questions that I've heard over the last two weeks are really simple. "Do you regret it?" "Would you do it all over again?" And for me, I have easy answers to those questions. No. I don't regret it. The outcome was not what I wanted it to be, but I'm not regretting it. I've spent so much of my career regretting losses in big matches like that to the point where I never get past them, never get over them and ultimately slip, fall and regress to a bad place that is not good for me, nor anyone else. This is not one of them. As for whether I'd do it all over again, I'll be answering that question as I go through my thoughts here. I am going to point out something that I've seen in Sin City Wrestling from the moment I've been here. I've noticed a trend of former champions or failed challengers going through that harsh, heartbreaking loss and then never get back to the level that they were. I saw it with Andrea Hernandez when she lost the world title. She's got too much pride to ever admit this, but by the time last year's Summer XXXtreme came around, she had already given up in trying to regain the world title. After that, she had given up in that battle royal before she even fought it. Evie Jordan lost the title to Alicia Lukas and then Evie dropped off before she disappeared. Alicia lost the title to Keira Fisher and has since had to scratch and claw her way up the ladder longer than what she's used to. Keira lost the title and hasn't come close to the level she was at when she won it in the first place. Christina was contemplating retirement for a while. Ruby fell off completely after she had her chance at Amber and didn't get it done.

And admittedly? A younger, less experienced me would fall into that same trap of either giving up or falling off the map but that's not who I am anymore. Amber may have beaten me, I'm not going to deny that fact. But what she didn't do was break me. What she especially didn't do was shatter my spirit. I know that there were concerns in the past from people like Roxi as to whether I was going to hold on and stay true to myself when that Internet Championship reign came to an end and I get it because I HAVE let losses like that get to me to the point where I completely fall apart. But not this time. Hell, let me tell you a story of something that happened to me five years ago back during the GCW days. I had only been a few months in from my return to the business. I had a hell of a rival that I was fighting with. I faced her in a chairs match and I treated her like a big deal because I KNEW that I HAD to beat her and that beating her would get me back into that upper echelon that I had wanted to be in my career. I fought with my heart and my soul just like I did at Summer XXXtreme two weeks ago. And just like Summer XXXtreme, I didn't win that match.

And it stung. And it hurt. And it bruised me more than I let on at the time. And it really felt like this huge setback as a part of me wondered if I was ever going to get back to the level I wanted to be at again for a while. But I didn't quit. I never gave up. I made it a mission to face her again. I didn't let her move on. I was persistent. A month later, with a world title shot in the balance, I faced her again. I faced her with that same heart and determination from before and I won. It vaulted me back into that upper echelon that I wanted to be at. I overcame all that pain and all that heartache from the first encounter and I wound up becoming an even better wrestler than before.

Fast forward to Summer XXXtreme and the aftermath and I'm going through the same thing all over again. It stings. It hurts. It's bruised me more than I've ever let on through Twitter and such. But there's ONE difference. I'm NOT feeling like it was a huge setback. I NEVER sat alone in my bedroom feeling sorry for myself and wondering if I was ever going to be a world champion again. Yeah, I lost at Summer XXXtreme, yeah I dealt with the hurt and the emotional bruising that came out of it, but I never felt sorry for myself and I am not going to start now because let me tell you one thing, I'm NOT someone that is going to fade into the night and just let Summer XXXtreme be the final word on all of this. I'm NOT going to let that be the last world championship match that I ever wrestle. I am damn sure not going to let that be the END of my world championship chase. It's not going to happen. Without dropping names, I know that many Bombshells have been in that situation where they have their ONE shot and it doesn't go their way and then they just step aside and not even bother trying to take another crack at it. I'm NOT one of those Bombshells. And contrary to what some of you MAY want me to do, I'm not stepping aside.

I'm not giving up.

I'm not retreating. I'm not sitting here going 'well, I had my shot. Time to let someone else have their turn'. No, to hell with that idea.

I'm not sitting here going 'well, I had my shot and I'm going to wait for another chance and continue to do what I do while I wait'. No, there's ZERO initiative with that idea. The reason why I have been as successful in this company as I have is because I've never carried that attitude with me. I showed that after the Blast from the Past tournament when I didn't give up nor back down. I kept on fighting. I broke the Internet Championship title reign record. I broke the record for the longest title reign in the history of the Bombshells division. I became the first Bombshell to hold a singles title for 300 and 350 days. I kept making that history.

You think I'm going to just back down and give up?

No.

Any one of you can stake your claims to the world title all you want. That's fine. I respect that. But as far as I'm concerned, when it comes to Supercards and when it comes to one on one matches, Amber and I are at a one to one tie. As far as I'm concerned, Summer XXXtreme may have resolved the chapter at hand, but the book isn't finished yet. So to answer the other question of "Would I do it again?"

Of COURSE I would do it again... but I'm going to do one better. Not only WOULD I do it again, I WILL do it again. All due respect Amber, I'm not, nor was I ever going to be, nor will I be, a one and done opponent for you. I'm not your previous challengers that just fade away and knowing you like I do, just evening the score wasn't enough for you. So yes Amber, I would do this again... I WILL do this again...

Violent Conduct...

I'll be seeing you there. I expect to see you there for the rubber match between us with that world title at stake. So what do you say, Amber?

I would do this again...

Would YOU?

Myra leaves the locker room at this point, clearly showing that she's not about to give up and step aside. Some rousing cheers are heard as the scene fades out.




The camera once again finds Bobbie Dahl backstage, standing just outside a locker room with Artie. She is still dressed in the referee's shirt, but she has her eyes closed and her palms pressed together in front of her, almost as if she is meditating or deep in thought. Artie just stares at her silently, and the camera suddenly pans back as Pussy Willow is seen walking up to them. She goes to say something, then stops as she points to Bobbie and looks at Artie. He just shakes his head and shrugs.

Pussy: Umm...Bobbie? What are you doing?

Bobbie nearly jumps out of her skin and her eyes quickly open. She jumps back, holds her chest and glares at Pussy Willow.

Bobbie: Oh good grief, Pussy! You scared the hell outta me! Good thing I brought an extra pair of panties because they might need changing after that!

The crowd laughs and Pussy looks slightly disgusted.

Pussy: I'm...sorry. But, you didn't answer my question. What were you doing?

Bobbie: Wasn't it obvious before you so rudely interrupted me?!

Pussy shakes her head and doesn't say a word.

Bobbie: I was concentrating on my job for tonight! It takes a lot of focus to get prepared for something like this!

Pussy Willow scratches her head.

Pussy: So, you're saying that you really are the special guest referee for tonight's main event? Everyone has been trying left and right to figure out who it is, so it's you then?

Bobbie frowns.

Bobbie: Well why do you say it like THAT?! What, don't you think I'd make a good referee?!

Pussy: Like what? I didn't mean it in a bad--

Bobbie: Oh, I get it! You think I'll fail at being a referee, too! Just like I've failed at being a wrestler, right?! Is that it?!

Pussy shakes her head and glances to Artie, almost asking for help.

Bobbie: Don't try and get my fiance to help you with this one, lady!

Pussy: Bobbie, calm down! That is not what I meant. Of course I don't think you'd make a bad referee. I guess this just answers the question on what title you're planning on going after now that you're back. I mean, you are back, right?

Bobbie lets out a sigh and shrugs.

Bobbie: So many questions, Pussy! So many...unanswered questions!

Pussy: Wait...what?

Bobbie: Right now, I'm just taking it one night at a time! If tonight leads me to the Roulette Championship? Then...perhaps! I think we all know I won't be going after the World Bombshell Championship so it narrows it down just a smidge don'tcha think?!

Pussy still looks confused.

Pussy: I...guess. But, why wouldn't you want to go after the World Bombshell Championship? I think an Amber Ryan versus Bobbie Dahl match would be very exciting.

Bobbie lets out a laugh, shaking her head and immediately putting off that thought. Artie shakes his head almost with disappointment.

Artie: He's afraid of Amber.

Bobbie quickly shoots a glare at Artie and her jaw drops.

Bobbie: I am NOT afraid of Amber!

Pussy: I would think not, considering the two of you have been rather friendly lately both in person and on social media.

Bobbie looks back to Pussy.

Bobbie: Yes, well as fun as I think it would be to square off against her, too, I'm done with trying to be something I'm not. So everyone can calm their tits on me trying to go after the top title!

Pussy: What do you mean by that?

Bobbie: I mean, it's pretty damn obvious that I am not World Bombshell Champion caliber, so why should I bother?! Hell, I'm not even Roulette Champion caliber either considering I've failed at that before! Maybe I'll just shock everyone and choose NOT to go after ANY championship and ask for a job as a referee?! Assuming that I do a good enough job at that tonight!

Artie takes a step forward as Bobbie's mood continues to escalate and spin out of control.

Artie: Bobbie, calm down.

Bobbie: Don't tell me to calm down, Artie! How am I supposed to believe in myself if no one else does?! I...I can't handle this. I need to be by myself right now!

Bobbie then storms off in a huff. Artie and Pussy Willow stay behind, and while Artie doesn't seem at all surprised by Bobbie's behavior, Pussy does. Just as she is going to ask, Artie shakes his head, silently telling her not to before he turns and walks away.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Caleb Storms leaning against the wall and listening to music as he goes through his Twitter feed, this week he's listening too "Demise of Mankind" by Sanity's Eclipse.

Caleb: "Chris-Chan" is trending? Isn't that the guy behind that dumb Sonichu webcomic?

Caleb wonders before he checks it out, it takes a moment for it to set in, but we can guess his reaction as Caleb's eyes go as wide as dinner plates.

Caleb: What the actual fu.........

Pussy: Caleb?

Caleb glances up and spots Pussy Willow standing nearby, before she can say anything else she spots what's on Caleb's phone.

Pussy: What the hell?!

Caleb: I know, right?!

Pussy: How could he do that to his own mom? She has dementia for Christ's sake!

Caleb: How about we change the subject before we put each other off dinner for the rest of the Summer?

Pussy: Great idea!

Pussy nods in agreement before composing herself.

Pussy: Caleb, tonight we are waiting to see which titles Amber Ryan and Mac Bane will vacate after they won the Bombshell Internet and World Heavyweight Titles respectively, we've already seen Jessie stake a claim on the Bombshell Internet Title, will you do the same for the men's Internet Title?

Caleb: Provided that Mac doesn't screw with everyone's expectations and vacates the World Heavyweight Title, I don't see why not! Either title will soon be up for grabs and pretty much every other wrestler with a pulse will be watching that segment closely! Besides, after two failed attempts to win the Roulette Title, I need a change of scenery.

Caleb looks at his phone again.

Caleb: And about fifty gallons of brain bleach!

Pussy: You're sharing, right?

Caleb says nothing as he walks off and the scene fades.




Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall

As the lights dim throughout the arena, red strobe lights start shining everywhere as the sound of "My Time to Shine" by Saliva blares through the arena. Shane Borderland slowly comes out behind the curtain and stops when he reaches the top of the ramp and looks throughout the crowd. He raises his arms up in the air as the crowd boo's him. He starts walking down the ramp looking side to side at the crowd. He jumps up on the apron, and turns an looks at the crowd and shakes his head. He goes through the middle rope and hops up on the turnbuckle and extends his arms. (Randy Orton Style) then he jumps off the turnbuckle.

Justin: Standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 249 pounds!! Shane Borderland!!!

A white light flashes over the crowd that is almost blinding. It returns to a more tolerable brightness as "Feel Invincible" by Skillet begins to play through the arena. The crowd boos and gets louder when the announcer speaks up.

Justin: On his way to the ring from Tulsa, Oklahoma he is 6'4" and weighed in this morning at 245lb. Representing The Church of The Good Shepherds he is Brother David Shepherd!

And the boos become louder. David walks out onto the stage, throwing his hands in the air, looking up. He nods his head and smiles when he goes back and forth across the stage. He holds His Holy Word in his hand as he comes to the center of the stage. He walks down the aisle as he continues to read. He sits it on the ring steps and jumps up onto the apron. He walks across the apron as he seeks His praise. He gets inside of the ring and bounces off of the ropes multiple times with high, angry energy as he waits for the match to start.

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as Brother David charges in on Shane Borderland, surprising him with his sudden exploding start as that causes him to be driven into the turnbuckles in the corner. There David drives series of forearms into the midsection before grabbing him by the left arm and whips Shane into the other side of the ring, chest first into the opposite turnbuckles with authority. Causing Shane to stagger backwards before getting nailed by a clothesline to the back of Shane's neck. David drops down and starts to choke Shane with both hands after having him turned over on his back before fter having him turned over on his back as Jasmine starts to use her five count to break it up.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

David lets go off the choke hold and grabs Shane by the arm as he pulls him up to his feet before whipping him in the ropes before going for a Lou Thesz Press as that drops Shane down hard. David starts to pound away at the face of Shane while listening to another five count from Jasmine.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Again David stops at the final moment as he stares at the crowd while enjoying himself.

Simone: Brother David sure as hell has not lost his sadistic side that we saw a few weeks ago at Summer XXXTreme where he injured Vinnie.

Adams: I hope that Shane knows what he has gotten himself into

David grabs him by the arm and pulls him up again, he pushes him into the ropes for an Irish Whip, but this time Shane manages to reverse the move from Brother David and sends him into the ropes instead. There he kicks him in the midsection, follows it up by wrapping his arm around his head and grabs before executing a well delivered Snap Suplex. There Shane follows it up with a scoop slam after both men got to their feet at the same time. This time Shane gets up solely and executes series of fist drops to the top of Brother David's head before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Brother David kicks out as Shane follows it up with wrapping his arm around the chin of Brother David and sits down in a reverse sit down chinlock. Jasmine checks in Brother David to see if he is able to continue the match, not keeping an eye on Shane who places his feet upon the bottom rope for extra leverage as Brother David is grabbing the shirt of the official in an attempt to pull her into Shane to break the hold but Jasmine manages to pull away from him. Forcing her to suddenly see the illegal tactic that Shane was putting on his opponent and demands him to let go off the reverse chinlock.

Adams: Shane got caught thanks to Brother David's illegal tactic.

Shane gets to his feet, starts to argue with the official over her decision as that forces Brother David to get back to his feet again and pushes Shane into Jamine as she gets pushed into the turnbuckles as Shane stands over her holding the ropes as he tries not to run into her. He turns around and walks straight into a Bicycle kick from Brother David as that drops him to the canvas. David covers him for the count of three, but with Jasmine down there is no official that can register the cover.

Simone: Tough luck for David, but he has himself to blame for that.

David gets up to his feet and grabs the arm of Jasmine in an attempt to get herself stirring again, but the impact she endured is still too much for him. This gives Shane the chance to recover and hit a low blow from behind to David as this causes him to drop down and holding his lower region in pain.

Adams: That was smart thinking from Shane, seeing that Jasmine is down so she could not see that move or else it would have been a disqualification!!

Jasmine slowly starts to stir and sees Shane on top of Brother David as she slowly slaps her hand on the canvas for the count.

ONE!

Her arm raises up slowly before dropping again

TWO!

Simone: Will this be enough for Shane to win??

But just before Jasmine could count to three we see Brother David raise his shoulder off the canvas as that stops the slow three count. Shane cannot believe it as he gets up and grabs Brother David by the head and pulls him up for a Slam. But Brother David pounds away at the back of Shane, causing him to stop the attempt to slam his opponent. Brother David spins him around and executes a German Suplex, but he keeps his hands locked as he sets Shane up for another German and delivers the move as Shane comes crashing hard on the back of his neck before being set up for the third one.

Simone: A triphecta of German Suplexes!!!

And the final one is a released overhead German Suplex, Brother David goes for the cover as he hooks both legs

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

But somehow Shane manages to get his shoulder up in the nick of time as the hand of Jasmine was just inches away from the canvas to count to three. This causes Brother David to look up at her with a look of shock, looking around to the crowd for a few moments before he looks back at him with a sinister smile upon his face.

Adams: Uh oh.., we've seen that smile before!!!

Brother David gets up and grabs Shane by the head, pulls him up to his feet and sets him up for a Powerbomb. There he lifts him up in the air before driving him hard into the canvas, there he goes for a cover

ONE!

TWO!

THRE..

But again Shane manages to get his shoulder off the canvas at the final moment. Causing Brother David to look up at Jasmine and tell her that she needs to count faster as she shows him that it was only a count of two. Brother David goes for another Powerbomb, but this time Shane manages to escape his grip and land behind Brother David. He grabs him by the head and drops Brother David with a reverse neck breaker. This causes both men to be on their backs on the canvas as Jasmine starts to use the ten count on both men.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: Will they be able to get up before the count of ten???

Adams: I hope so, I wouldn't want this match to end up in a double count out.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

We see both men stir slightly as they try to get to their feet

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

Both men finally manage to get to their feet at the final moment before Jasmine could administer the ten count. She signals for the match to continue as we see Shane grab Brother David by the arm and spins him around as he sets him up for a Belly to Belly Suplex and drops him hard on the canvas. He is resting on his hands and knees as he is trying to catch his breath before hooking the left leg of Brother David as he goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE..

But this time it is Brother David that gets his shoulder off the canvas at the final moment as Shane has large eyes of shock on his face.

Simone: I think that one moment of hesitation upon Shane's part may have cost him the match!!!

Shane gets to his feet and signals for the end to be near, he walks over to a corner as he measures the slowly getting back to his feet Brother David.

Adams: Whatever Shane has in mind, this can't be good for Brother David.

Brother David has gotten to his feet and slowly turns around as we see Shane charge in on him with a running boot aimed to the side of Brother David's head

Simone: Infusion!!!

Adams: NO!!!!

Shane goes for the boot to the side of Brother David's head, but Brother David has managed to side step at the final moment before grabbing Shane by the arm. He spins him around and lifts him up over his shoulders for a big time Samoan Drop. Now it is Brother David that stands in the corner, measuring the slowly getting back to his feet Shane Borderland . Shane turns around and walks straight into

Adams: Ray of Light!!!

Brother David hits his patented finisher and rolls Shane over on his back for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match by pinfall!!! Brother David Shepherd!!!!!!

His music hits as he stands over the fallen body of Shane, smiling as he knows he has beaten him in a hard fought match. Jasmine lifts his arm up in the air to signal him as the winner when suddenly

Simone: That's Vinnie's music!!!!

Adams: But he is injured!!!

Cancun Del Mariachi hits as the camera's turn towards the entrance way, where we see Senor Vinnie hobbling on two crutches while staring at Brother David in the ring. The fans are cheering for the man that got assaulted by Brother David at the Summer XXXTreme supershow as he stares at the man before signalling the music to be stopped.

Vinnie: I know that many of you are wondering what the hell I am doing here being injured while confronting the man that put me on the shell??

Brother David is smiling sick as he moves towards the ropes and hold it open for Vinnie as a gesture for him to get in the ring.

Vinnie: Oh no amigo, maybe in the past I would have gotten in the ring with you and try to get one blow in to get my revenge. But now?? All the fun is over, all the happy smiles are going to be gone!!!

Simone: Vinnie is pissed!!

Vinnie points at Brother David with one of his crutches.

Vinnie: You should have finished the job that you had started a few weeks ago amigo, because luckily my leg isn't broken and I could make a comeback faster than expected.... And when I get back amigo, I am going to plan on showing the man that believes in the truth that I have returned from the DEAD!!!

This angers Brother David as Vinnie uses a biblical reference for his return to be evident

Vinnie: What's the matter David?? Can't take some heat?? I am going to show you who the f*** I am and I am!! No more funny Vinnie, no more happy Vinnie.... NOT EVEN KING VINNIE!!! But the Senor Vinnie that will take it upon myself to injure YOU PERMANENTLY!!!!!

With that the two men stare each other down as Vinnie's music hits once again as the shot goes backstage.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 306 where we see the reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe getting ready to be interviewed by Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Krystal, tonight you are defending your title against Bella Madison and Mercedes Vargas, I know you said your peace earlier when you did your in ring promo but I want to get some more thoughts from you.

Krystal: What's there to say? Especially since Mercedes has been quiet outside of Twitter AGAIN, Mark may as well have made this match between me and Bella because that's what we wanted from the outset! Either way, I'm walking out of LA with my title!

Krystal says as she pats the title over her shoulder, however the two women don't realize that a third is approaching them, steel chair in hand!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: One other thing Krystal, at Underground you challenged SCW Hall of Famer and GRIME co-founder Amy Santino to a match, and she didn't react well to it!

Krystal: Not my fault she put her birth surname down instead of her maiden name! And sooner or later she'll have to answer my.........

Before Krystal could finish her final words the steel chair that was seen briefly connects to the back of Krystal, who stumbles forward and lands on the floor as she gasps for air, as the chair is cracked across her back once more as we see Amy Santino wielding the chair. Amy Santino squats down next to Krystal and grabs a handful of hair bring her head up.

Amy: If you are that concerned about whether I use my Maiden name or married name... and where I wrestle... you need to sort your fucking priorities out... like... are you going to go into your title match crippled or not at all.

Amy releases Krystal's and lifts the chair up once more and raises it above her head, however before she can swing for a follow up attack the chair is yanked out of her hands from behind and Amy spins around seeing Krystal's friend and fellow Go Gym Graduate Ariana Angelos right in time for Ari to swing the chair, Amy ducks at the last second and backs off.

Amy: What? You need a child to fight your battles for you Krystal?

Ariana: I'm twenty, bitch!

Amy: I don't care! See you idiots at Underground!

Amy walks off and Ari drops the chair to check on Krystal.

Amy: Oh, and girls?

Amy suddenly charges in and nails Ariana with the Bad Girl! By this point Krystal has recovered and fights her off before she can do any more harm.

Amy: Don't let your guard down around me!

Medics come in to check on the two Go Gym Graduates whilst Amy leaves and the scene fades.




The cameras cut to the back where they focus in on the office door that had a sign that normally would be reading "Christian Underwood" on it. But that sign was covered up by a piece of paper that says "TEMPORARY SCW STAFF - CANDY" in bright pink glitter. The door opened up to show that Christian's office was now entirely pink. Carpet, curtains... There were framed pictures of Ruby, Fluffy, and Hero on the wall. The desk was covered in sequins, and the chairs were lined with pink satin. Sitting on the chairs were none other than Fluffy and Hero. Behind the desk was a high back chair that was, also, lined in pink satin. The chair turned around to show Candy was sitting in it with a huge grin on her face.

Candy: Hello and welcome to my office! Isn't it pretty?? Now that I'm helping run things, I want you guys to know that I'm here for you. If you need something, you can come see me! I take this position very seriously. And so does Fluffy as my second in command! If you need anything... we are here for you!

She grinned from ear to ear

Candy: We here at SCW want...

She picked up a piece of paper and started reading off of it.

Candy: We want you to be happy. We are here for you!

She put the card down and folded her hands on the desk

Candy: My first order of business is there is a new puppy day care, so you can bring your favorite furry pals with you to the show!

Fluffy barked in agreement

Candy: I hope to see lots of you over the next few weeks! BYE!!!

She waved as the cameras cut.




What started as a decent and hopeful night for Bobbie Dahl has started to quickly deteriorate. While she had been looking forward to the opportunity of refereeing the Bombshell Roulette Championship main event, her quickly fading self-confidence had caused her impromptu interview with Pussy Willow to go downhill fast, and she ultimately stormed off. That brings us to this very moment where she is still storming backstage, trying to keep herself away from everyone and everything, her ultimate destination unclear. As she mumbles to herself with her head down, she's not even paying attention to her surroundings and she ends up storming right past World Bombshell Champion, Amber Ryan! Amber turns and watches as Bobbie tries to disappear out of sight, and against her better judgement at the moment, she doesn't let Bobbie get away so fast.

Ryan: Wait up.

Following at a distance, Amber waits for Bobbie to slow before making her cautious approach. Although it is clear Bobbie would rather just continue on her way, she slows and then comes to a stop. She puts her hands on her hips as she turns around to face Amber.

Bobbie: Now isn't exactly a good time. Sorry if I almost bumped into you or anything...

In mock surrender, Amber throws her hands up- but still continues to approach until drawing near level. A raised eyebrow enough of an indication that she knows where this is already headed.

Ryan: Oddly enough, it never seems to be a good time when we cross paths... and yet here we are. Oh, and nice stripes, by the way...

Casual to the point of unprofessional, Amber's tone is unnerving considering her usual indifference. Bobbie looks down at her referee shirt and just shrugs.

Bobbie: Oh, this? Thanks. I'll probably end up tossing it after tonight, but...you know.

She sighs and tries her best to cheer up, slightly embarrassed that she's meeting Amber in a less than normal Bobbie mood.

Ryan: I suppose so. You know though, if I could ignore the fact you're on the run from your own consequences again- I'd almost commend you on getting back into the swing of things...

A wry smile crosses the world champions face.

Ryan: Of course I also still tend to believe that you can aim a little higher than Roulette referee...

Bobbie laughs, and lets a smile cross her face momentarily.

Bobbie: Okay, one. I am not running from my own consequences. Whatever that really means. And two, I've tried aiming higher than Roulette referee before, and failed numerous times. This is just another chance to find my true calling!

She almost seems unsure of herself, if not slightly embarrassed, to say such a thing. A small chuckle follows, the type that immediately makes most people realize they probably just done fucked up.

Ryan: Do you actually listen to what's coming out of your mouth sometimes Bobbie? Bobbie fucking Dahl, a stalwart of the Bombshells division- arguably the top level of women's wrestling in the world and you're standing there, and you're telling me that you're willingly accepting zebra status cause you are scared to fail...

Rubbing her temple, Amber tries to filter the thoughts trying to escape her mouth.

Ryan: I won't lie, I just wanna take you by the shoulders and shake you till your mouth stops moving sometimes. You're so worried about not winning, that you're accepting an L without ever trying. Have you ever considered that a loss is just as important to a journey as a win...

Placing a hand on the blondes shoulder, Amber leans in with a harsh whisper.

Ryan: It's not the wins that make us better, it's the losses. It gives us somewhere to grow from, a foundation to build off... And you're scared shitless to even consider it an option...

Leaning back out, Amber takes a step or two back as though inviting Bobbie to engage. Bobbie thinks for several moments, taking in every word Amber has just said to her and trying to process it all. She lets out another sigh, her mood easing slightly.

Bobbie: Look, I get what you're saying. I do! But excuse me if it's just a little difficult to be confident when every opportunity at gold I've gotten, I've failed.

Bobbie pauses for a moment, thinking over her next words carefully. Amber looks as though she is going to say something in response, but Bobbie holds a finger up, stopping her.

Bobbie: Yeah, yeah, yeah. I know we can't win them all, so I'll just save yourself the task of saying that right now. I don't know what my problem is, but who knows. Maybe after tonight I'll just hang up the zebra stripes and give the Roulette title itself another shot. Because *that* is really what I should settle for in the long run, anyway.

Another laugh and a nod.

Ryan: I wasn't gonna say it at all in fact, if anything I was actually going to say that you need to get the fuck out of your own head- otherwise I might have to dump you on it to see sense... You're in complete denial of who you are, cause you worry so much that it's not good enough.

Amber shrugs apathetically.

Ryan: Fuck being good enough. Fuck settling for less- theres no legacy to build out of the matches you never had.

Bobbie snorts.

Bobbie: Legacy? Ha! That's funny. What kind of legacy could I make with any of the titles? Don't worry about your World Bombshell title...that's safe where it's at because...Well, I clearly don't stand a chance!

Bobbie holds up two fingers.

Bobbie: The roulette championship? Okay, maybe. Because that title gets passed around like a hot potato, so maybe I stand a chance at stopping that for a decent amount of time.

She holds up a third finger.

Bobbie: And the Internet Championship? Doubtful there. Myra's recent reign kinda cemented the Internet Championship's legacy there. It'll be hard enough to fight for it, let alone building a legacy. But I appreciate the vote of confidence from you, anyway. As surprising as it is that you of all people seem to give a shit!

There's that sinister smile again, the venomous snake like demeanor of the world champion as she closes the distance. Almost nose to nose with Bobbie, eye to eye.

Ryan: You really wanna know why I give a shit Bobbie... why of all people on this fucking roster... It's real simple. I've stood in your shoes Bobbie, I've stared down the barrel of my own career more than I'd like to admit... I was never supposed to make it, I was never going to belong. I could have spent my days wallowing in every stupid loss, every time I should have won and I didn't... I could have fallen into the same hole you have, demanding a shovel so that I could keep on digging.

A quick couple taps on the cheek from the world champion, barely enough to even blush the skin, aren't even enough to break the staredown.

Ryan: ... and I did plenty of times. I'll be damned though if I walk on by while you're doing the same thing, making a public show of how sorry you feel for yourself. No one's gonna give a fuck till you do Bobbie- and I'd just as soon get you back on your feet as I would drop you on your head.

As though they can't get any closer, Amber shifts slightly to loudly whisper something in Bobbie's ear that barely gets caught by the cameras.

Ryan: Wake the fuck up to yourself Bobbie.

Almost forcefully, Amber seems to step through Bobbie, sending her slightly sideways as the Bombshells World Champion moves off down the corridor. Bobbie looks shocked for a moment, then actually cracks a smile as she watches Amber disappear out of view. Just when it seems that Bobbie's mood has shifted thanks to the World Bombshell Champion, someone walks up to Bobbie with another gift wrapped package. Bobbie takes one look at it and lets out a groan.

Bobbie: Oh for the love of...I don't want it!

Without even a single word, the man shoves the package into Bobbie's hands and rushes off! She closes her eyes. With a deep breath and against her better judgement, she opens the package to see what The Troll has sent her this time. She almost looks disgusted as she reaches in and pulls out...a string of kielbasa sausage?!

Bobbie: I'll wake the fuck up to myself...AFTER I go and vomit...

Bobbie drops the kielbasa on the ground and just turns and runs to find a bathroom.




Justin Decent: The following match is scheduled for one fall...introducing first...

"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 Decent: Now in the ring, from Moscow Russia, weighing in at 212 pounds and stranding 5'9 LUCY SERAPHINA

The entire arena fades to black as we are left in nothing but darkness. All of a sudden Crystal's voice can be heard all throughout the speaker systems.

"YOUR SMILE MAKES MY HEART EXPLODE... THANK YOU FOR WAKING ME UP!!!!"

As soon as that is said explosions can be heard going off as we are treated to some flame pyros.

Smile Bomb by 17thekid plays across the speakers and it is at that moment when the crimson red haired "Burning Rose" Crystal Zdunich walks from the curtains. She is accompanied by her wife Seleana, and the two of them make their way to the ring. Crystal is focused as she walks to the ring with a purpose. She however slaps the outstretched hands of fans along the way. She runs up the stairs and walks to the middle of the apron. She flicks her hair before she drops down into a split that gains the pop of the entire crowd. She slides into the ring and as soon as she is inside she kips up to her feet. She tosses her Shoto inspired hoodie towards her wife as she awaits the start of the match. Seleana cheers for her wife as her wife is locked in a trance.

Justin Decent: And her opponent, standing 5'5 and weighing in at 115 pounds, The blossoming Rose...CRYSTAL ZDUNICH

DING DING DING!

The bell rings and Crystal bounces up and down on the balls of her feet, Lucy rolls her wrists and tilts her head staring at the former champion, they come out into the middle of the ring, Lucy looking down at Crystal who arrogantly smirks, Lucy says something in russian, Crystal rolls her eyes and puts her hand up in Lucy's face which seems to get a pop from the crowd. Lucy sneers and steps forward throwing a right hand, Crystal ducks under it and struts away with a laugh. Lucy sneers again and turns exploding at Crystal, Crystal ducks again rolling under the clothesline and then popping to her feet. As Lucy coimes back at Crystal the former champion turns, hooking Lucy by the head and pulling her down with a headlock takeover. Crystal leans down on Lucy keeping her grounded and wrenching it in from the side. Lucy reaches up and pulls on Crystals hair, Crystal looks at referee Jacob Summers who warns Lucy Seraphina to let go of her hair.

Adams: Crystal is showing us all that athleticism that she is famous for and the speed we have all seen that led her to world championships. But she shouldn't play with Lucy Seraphina.

Simone: Agreed, Lucy is alot bigger than Crystal and if Crystal makes a mistake then Lucy will get on top and Crystal will struggle to get out from under her.

Adams: She had to stay on top of the taller woman, make sure Lucy can't use that reach advantage.

Lucy fights to her feet, she hits Crystal a few times in the back before backing into the ropes and shooting Crystal off across the ring, Lucy then steps forward and slams her shoulder right into Crystal taking her down, she then hits the ropes, Crystal rolls over to her stomach, pops up to her feet and turns going for a hip toss, Lucy blocks it, Crystal hits Lucy in the stomach and hooks her leg over Lucy's her, Lucy stands up and makes Crystal back flip, as she lands Lucy pulls Crystal right into a vicious short arm clothesline. Crystal goes down and Lucy shakes her head quite obviously angry at it taking this long ti get any type oif advantage.

Crystal sits up and shakes her head trying to crawl away from Lucy, But Seraphina reaches down grabbing Crystal by her blue hair pulling Crystal up, she then hits Crystal twice with vicious headbutts, Lucy then turns and spins Crystal around by her hair before whipping her around and down. Crystal hits the mat hard and Lucy looks down at her hands laughing at the blue strands of hair intertwined in her fingers. Lucy walks over and lets the strands slowly fall in front of Crystal who looks at them, she shakes her head looking angry before getting to her feet. She attacks Lucy hitting the Russian with a right hand, Lucy smirks and as Crystal goes to do it again Lucy ducks before shoving Crystal back, she then hits Crystal with a side kick sending her down. Lucy drops and goes for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Crystal kicks out!

Simone: Lucy is playing with Crystals mind, ripping some of her hair out, dropping it in front of her. That angered her...if there's one thing we know about Mrs Zdunich...well..she loves and takes pride in her hair

Adams: She liked her cheap dye jobs...

Simone:Whoa Jason...WHOA

Lucy takes a deep breath and steps back calling for Crystal to get up as she measures her for another side kick, as she throws it though Crystal is able toi move out of the way, Crystal turns and hits a step up enzuguri, Lucy stumbles and looks out of it, Crystal hits the ropes, she jumps up and hits a dropkick, Lucy falls from the ring to the floor, Crystal stays on the attack and bounces from the middle rop up to the top and off throwing herself down onto the floor landing on Lucy with a plancha. The crowd pops and Crystal walks over high fiving her wife. Seleana claps as Crystal then grabs Lucy by the tights and rolls her in the ring, she follows in and as Lucy gets to her feet Crystal uncorks a "flashing lights" it connects with the side of Lucys head, she goes down and Crystal pins.

ONE!

TWO!

Lucy kicks out. Crystal pops up pulling Lucy up with her, she hits a snapmare, runs to the ropes and hits a dropkick before popping up again.Crystal goes to the ropes and hits her handspring into a standing moonsault, she hooks Lucy's leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Lucy kicks out again. Crystal seems frustrated getting to her feet and talking to the referee. This allows Lucy to start to get some air and get a second wind, she grabs the ropes pulling herself up, Crystal turns and realises her mistake moving close to Lucy, but Lusy suddenly slides forward headbutting Crystal in the side of the head, Crystal stumbled back, Lucy kicks her in the stomach, she grabs Crystal by the head and runs up the turnbuckle spinning around and hitting a tornado DDT!. But Lucy keeps her hand locked around Crystals neck, she then rolls over pulling Crystal up and sets up a fishermans suplex out of the DDT bridging her body.

ONE!

TWO!

Crystal kicks out!

Simone: Holy hell what a combination of moves!, I have seen snap suplex's into each other and a superplex to a falcon arrow..but a tornado DDT into a fishermans suplex?

Adams: I thought that was it, after being dropped on her head and then hooked in that suplex it shocked me Crystal had the mental alertness to kick out, but there we go

Lucy sits up and shakes her head, she looks down at Crystal who is struggling to get up, Lucy reaches down and locks in a sleeper hold pulling Crystal up, Crystal though runs up the corner, flipping backwards over Lucy to land behind her, Lucy throws back her elbow connecting with Crystal, she then grabs Crystal by the head and runs up the corner herself flipping up and over into a shiranui!. Lucy calls for the Assassins night, and pulls Crystal up hooking her by the head and picking her up for the cradle DDT, but Crystal slides down, hooking Lucy and pulling her down into a roll up.

ONE!

TWO!

Lucy kicks out just in time. Both women get to their feet, Crystal leaps up as Lucy steps in, she hooks her legs around Lucys head and pulls off a snap no handed frankensteiner. She uses it to throw Lucy into the ropes. Lucy hangs on the middle rope and Crystal pops up, hits the opposite side of the ring and goes for a tiger feint kikc, Lucy moves out of the way and Crystal spins all the way around ending up beck in the ring, Luxy grabs Crystal by the hair and goes for her hair pull backbreaker, Crystal spins, puts her arms around Lucys waist and runs her back first into the corner. She steps back creating some distance between the two, Lucy then goes for another clothesline but Crystal does a back bending matrix move to avoid it!

Simone: Whoa, what flexibility!

Adams: Crystal is turning on the heat here!

Crystal hits a back kick, she goes to the ropes springboarding up and over with a moonsault looking like she is going for the flame on, but Lucy ducks under, Crystal lands on her feet and hits a second Flashing lights!. Lucy goes down, Crystal looks to the corner and quickly ascends, she looks down at Lucy and leaps off hitting the rose prism power!. She pins Lucy.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner.... Crystal Zdunich!




Backstage, Sam is sitting on an equipment box listening to something on a pair of earbuds while watching something in the small screen of her phone. She looks up to see Fenris approaching and offers him a big smile as she pulls an earbud from her ear.

Sam Marlowe: Hey, Fenris...I know we aren't really close...well we only really have my friend Ben Jordan in common but I have to offer you my congratulations on your new relationship with David Shepard. From what I hear, you two are newly a couple. I don't know if I should be wishing you luck or...

Sam is beginning to babble unsure of what to say and her voice fades with the look on Fenris' face. Followed by Aron, Fenris 'was' intending to head straight for the media center where he had been scheduled for a brief photo shoot and then a small autograph session, when from out of the corner of his eyes, a smile that could ight up the room practically does so. He casts Sam a side glance when her words almost make him stumble over his own feet. He s-l-o-w-l-y turns his head to stare at her. And stare hard he does! He then turns his gaze to his brother.

Fenris: Seriously!? First you! Then Esther! And now...!

Fenris swerves around to look to the popular Samantha once again and his brow narrows even further, as if that is possible but it seemingly is so!

Fenris: What in Hell makes anyone think David and I are - anything!?

Sam looks confusedly at the brothers then down into her lap where her phone rests then back at Fenris.

Sam Marlowe: You mean you don't know? I mean, with the Internet and all that. TMZ has it breaking news and all. And well, one would think that you would appreciate the congratulations. Look, if I was out of line, I am sorry.

But despite his vaunted reputation for being mean and perpetually angry, Fenris's reaction was not one from spite. Before he can say a word, Aron takes the moment to intervene and help soothe the waters as seemed to be his second nature.

Aron: Please, Samantha. Don't take my brother personally. He just tries to keep everything about his private life, private.

Adding with a sidelong glance.

Aron: Even if it means denying to everyone what's right in front of their... wait...

He holds a hand up and his young face takes a serious turn. One that is not lost on the White Wolf.

Aron: What do you mean TMZ?

Fenris looks back and firth between them.

Fenris: What? What is wrong? .... What is TMZ?

Sam looks down at her phone in her hand then uses her finger to swipe to the start of the paused video.

Sam Marlowe: A friend of mine knows we both wrestle in the same company and they sent me the link to the news story on TMZ. Here, watch...

She pulls the headphones out and then hands over the phone to the brothers. Aron takes the phone in his hand and watches, with Fenris leaning over to watch over his younger sibling's shoulder...

"News of Brother David Shepherd, formally of the Church of the Good Shepherds, was seen entering the cabin of MMA specialist, "Fenris", Kristjan Baltasarsson's cabin late one night on the SCW summer extravaganza, Summer XXXTreme IX."

There is footage of David walking past the door, and then stopping to turn back around. It shows him contemplating knocking before finally doing so. As the door opens, it shows him pushing Fenris into the room, but nothing further.

Aron casts a quick look over his shoulder and looks away hurriedly at the darkening expression on his brother's face.

"Reportedly, nearby cabins complained that they couldn't get any sleep as these two spent the night together.

We come into focus on David's sister, Esther Azarov, standing by with her husband Andrey. A microphone is held to her mouth.

Esther: At certain points, it sounded like The Arbitor dying in Halo 3. Other times, it sounded like there was a rabid dog squeaking around in an old bed. How two human beings can force us to believe that anything else was going on is beyond me. Kudos.

The view switches back to David leaving the room well in the afternoon, his shirt hanging around his neck, his belt dragging on the ground behind him, and his pants unbuttoned, looking disheveled as he walks to his cabin and closes the door.

The silence id absolutely deafening as a wordless Aron extends his hand to give the phone back to Sam, almost as if he or they are afraid to say anything to further worsen the situation.

Fenris: Son of a BITCH!!!!!

Sam jumps and Aron winces as Fenris goes on an immediate vulgar-laden diatribe that is one long, censored 'BEEEEP' as he turns away and storms off down the hall! Aron looks sheepishly at Sam and tries to crack a wistful smile.

Aron: Oh yeah. THIS is going to be fun.

Sam takes back her phone and mouths the word sorry before turning to walk back towards the craft table.




Backstage, SCW Hall of Famer Mercedes Vargas graces our screen as backstage interviewer Ms. Rocky Mountains stands by for an on-the-spot interview.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Mercedes, ahead of your match tonight, I think it's fair to say that the last couple of weeks haven't gone exactly in your favor. You lost the World Nightmare Championship and fell short in the Mayhem Survival match at Supernova and then lost to at Summer XXXTreme to Bella Madi-

Mercedes cuts Rocky off with a curt raise of her hand as clearly she has had enough.

Mercedes: Yeah, obviously, Rocky. You think it was my plan to lose the World Nightmare Championship to AMY SANTINO of all people let alone not walk out the first two-time Mayhem Survival winner? You think I had plans to lose to Bella Madison at Summer XXXTreme two weeks ago? Hello? We were both stumbling out there on that cruise ship under blindfolds! The match could have gone either way. They say it's better to be lucky than good. Well, Bella won by blind luck.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, tonight you're both at an level playing field because you're both challenging Krystal Wolfe for her Bombshell Roulette Championship right here tonight in Los Angeles in the main event.

Mercedes divides her attention between Rocky and the camera.

Mercedes: Do you want to know why this match is headlining tonight instead of opening Climax Control? It's because of me. You want to know why anyone even cares about either Krystal Wolf or Bella Madison? It's because of me. You want to know why the Bombshell Roulette Championship is relevant right now? It's because of me, me, me!

I'm a pioneer in this women's division, a trailblazer, if you will. When people talk about the Bombshell Roulette Championship, they talk about Mercedes Vargas. They talk about Samantha Marlowe. When they talk about the most decorated talent in the women's division and the entire company, nobody holds a candle compared to me. You know who they don't talk about? Bella Madison.

Mercedes adds a bit of flair at the end of this, drawing out her name.

Mercedes: Bella can try and dismiss me all she want, but she can't. Little Miss Five Feet of Sassy knows I'm living in her head rent free. Know something else? She doesn't mean anything to me. She's irrelevant to me.

The camera cuts to the arena and a wide shot of the crowd watching the interview on the video wall.

Mercedes: Some people around here want to call themselves The Franchise, and that's fine. Because before there was a franchise, there was The Dynasty and the hashtag The Champion of Champions. El Campeón de Campeones. And tonight, it's time for yours truly to be champion again. It's been over two years since my last title reign in SCW and since my last Bombshell Roulette Championship reign. ¡Es hora de que este cuatro veces Campeón de la Ruleta Bombshell se convierta en cinco veces Campeón de la Ruleta Bombshell! [It's time for this four-time Bombshell Roulette Champion to become a five-time Bombshell Roulette Champion!]

Mercedes holds up five fingers.

Mercedes: There's nothing more dangerous than a woman with nothing to lose but has everything to gain, Rocky. I'm prepared to go through Krystal, Bella, and even the special guest referee if they get in my way. And no, I couldn't care less who it is. I think I'm ready for another run and to add one more championship to my collection. Tonight is about making history one more time. So I hope Krystal is counting down the hours because her fairytale reign is over.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: But what if it's not? What if Krystal retains or Bella walks out champion tonight?

The very thought of that outcome gives Mercedes pause, then a smirk crosses her face.

Mercedes: Well, that would be something, wouldn't it?

Mercedes now turns her full attention to the camera.

Mercedes: Prepare for the worst, hope for the best. And may the odds be ever in your favor.




We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see Pussy Willow. She is smiling as she stands next to Brayden Hilton. The third generation superstar is all grins as Pussy begins to speak to him.

Pussy: Hey everyone my guest at this time is a third generational talent. I give to you the one and only...

Brittany Williams however appears in front of the cameras. She cracks a wicked grin as she leans deep into the microphone. She begins to scream at the top of her lungs.

Brittany: WHAT TYPE OF INTRODUCTION IS THAT?! I THINK WHAT YOU MEANT TO SAY IS THE MAN WHO IS 2 AND 0. THE MAN WHO JUST KEEPS WINNING! HE IS AMONG THE BEST TALENTS TO SIGN WITH THIS COMPANY and!!

Brayden snatches the microphone as he is disgusted.

Brayden: No disrespect sis but can you please shut the fuck up?! Let's be real here at Summer XXXtreme Christian Underwood decided to stack the fucking deck against me once again. He put me in the ring with a man who is a grand slam champion. A man who is in the Hall of Fame and a man who had been undefeated since making a return to this company.

Brayden grins as he shakes his head.

Brayden: Once again despite how much gets thrown my way I just keep stomping mother Fuckas right back down. How many times do I need to tell everyone that I am among the best of the fucking best. I am the future of this company and I will be the best newcomer of the year granted they bring that award back. If not I am definitely future star of the year. I am a legend in the making and I don't know who else I need to go through to prove myself. What I have done so far was only the beginning. Things will pick up and...

As he stands there speaking there is a loud commotion. Ruby wielding has a chair in her hands as she is being held back by a lot of officials as she tries to storm her way towards the bombshell locker room.

Ruby: LET GO OF ME... THAT STUPID BITCH BROKE MY GIRLFRIEND'S ANKLE! I don't care if she set all of these records. I am going to knock her bloody head off. I refuse to let this Georgia Peach get the better of me and I will take her down. I WANT ALICIA LUKAS!!!!

Ruby is being pulled back as they try to calm her down.

Ruby: I SAID LET GO OF ME!!! The Devil may have went down to Georgia but she definitely won't come back because I AM GOING TO KNOCK HER BLOCK OFF!!! Mark Ward I know Christian has some weeks off and as my fellow country man give me what I want... Next Super Card... I want ALICIA LUKAS... She wants to break my girlfriend's ankle... I will take her neck... My hands will get dirty!!!

With that Brayden just cuts his interview short shaking his head as he and Brittany walk away leaving an enraged Ruby to be calmed down by the various officials.




The camera is then set backstage in a close up shot of the (in)famous SCW Roulette Wheel. Panning out, Ms. Rocky Mountains stands before the Wheel, microphone in hand. And alongside of her? To her right stands the challengers in tonight's Roulette title match; Mercedes Vargas and Bella Madison, neither woman looking pleased nor comfortable at standing next to one another. And to Ms. Rocky's left; the reigning Roulette Champion of the Bombshell division, none other than Krystal Wolfe.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies, I....

But before she can continue, Bella huffs and leaves the side of Mercedes and walks around to stand closer to Krystal, but yet still far enough away. Mercedes rolls her eyes and Bella just makes a face toward her.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies, in just mere moments will be the Main Event of the evening, a Triple Threat match for that very championship...

She directs a finger toward the title belt slung over the shoulder of the champion, to which Krystal nods proudly.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: .. And with the special added bonus of a guest referee.

Krystal looks heavenward and shakes her head while Bella looks disappointed and Mercedes, disinterested.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies, are you ready to determine the stipulation for tonight's Main Event?

All three women nod in the affirmative. Ms. Rocky sets the microphone down for a brief moment as she takes hold of the wheel and gives it a hard spin. She picks the microphone back up as all four women, announcer, champion and both challengers have their eyes glued as match stipulations pass around and around - everything from Bombshell Makeover to Ambulance to something called a Desert Death match. The wheel finally slows down and lands on...

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Hardcore Rules! There you have it ladies! Best of luck to each of you!

All three Bombshells shoot one final dagger-filled look toward one another before stepping off camera.




Before the camera switches to ring side for the Bombshell Roulette Championship main event, it instead opens up inside the restroom where Bobbie Dahl had decided to hide away in after yet another embarrassing special delivery from The Troll. She's standing over the sink, gripping the sides with both her hands as she looks down and takes in a few deep breaths.

Bobbie: Get yourself together, Bobbie! Get it together!

She raises her head and looks into the mirror, trying to gather herself. She couldn't quite understand what was going on with herself lately. And no matter how hard she tried, she just couldn't shake it for very long.

Bobbie: Pull yourself together for just a little while, Bobbie! You've got a job to do tonight! An important one! One you can NOT fail in!

She then stands tall, closes her eyes and takes in another deep breath. When she opens her eyes, she fixes her referee's shirt, nods her head and gets a serious look on her face before mustering up a confident smile. Ready to leave, she turns and walks to the door, but when she tries, it won't open! Her smile quickly fades and she tries to open the door again with no luck. Panicked, she starts shaking and banging on the door, trying her best to get out!

Bobbie: HELLO?! HELLOOOO?! SOMEBODY OPEN THIS DAMN DOOR!!!

The camera cuts immediately to the other side of the door to find the cause of Bobbie being trapped in the women's bathroom - one of the backstage golf carts has been backed up against it and abandoned....!

And the camera is immediately at the ringside area with Belinda and Jason...

Adams: Wait, what's going on!? Is Bobbie the actual guest referee!?

Simone: if she is, someone had better get back there and move that cart because the Main Event is next!

The bell sounds as Justin Decent takes center stage inside of the ring.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the MAIN EVENT of Climax Control! It is a Hardcore Match - anything goes - for the Bombshell Roulette Championship!

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.

Justin: Introducing the challenger! From New York City - Bella Madison!

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.

Simone: Bella Madison was not happy when this match was announced to be a Triple Threat match. She wanted a one on one title shot against the champion, Krystal Wolfe.

Adams: I think she deserves one! She came the closest at Summer XXXTreme out of all the challengers to winning the Ultimate X!

Simone: I dare say if things don't go her way tonight, she should definitely be in line for a singles opportunity.

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, weighing in at 125 pounds, the challenger, 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 her opponent(s) to arrive.

Adams: Is there anything that Mercedes Vargas hasn't done in SCW?

Simone: If there is, I can't name it. Grand Slam Champion. Hall of Famer. She is an Icon of SCW if there ever was one.

"When Destinies Align" by Lovebites hits the speakers and once the vocals start Krystal comes out on the entrance ramp ready for action, the Roulette title around her waist.

Justin: Introducing first, she is the reigning (insert championship here) Champion, "Down Under Thunder" Krystal Wolfe!

Krystal makes her way down to the ringside area before she hops onto the apron, she removes the title from around her waist before holding it above her head and entering the ring where she poses with the title proudly.

Simone: Krystal has been absolutely dominant since winning the Roulette championship in late May.

Adams: How many times has she defended it since winning it?

Simone: Tonight will be her fourth defense.

Adams: ... Three successful defenses, and one was by DQ. And she's comparing herself to the successes of Crystal Zdunich and Amy Santino on Twitter?

Justin: And now introducing the special guest referee...!

Adams: Who is it!? Whowhowho???

Simone: if it was indeed Bobbie Dahl, I hope they had a backup...

Simone: ... What!?

Adams: No way!

The electric, techno rhythm of "Sex" by Cheat Codes and Kriss Kross Amsterdam begins playing across the sound system and Jamie Dean emerges out onto the stage with a smile on his face and his arms held out to the side. He is wearing dark shades, a black color and hot pink bow tie, sleeveless referee shirt showing off both his arms as well as his six-pack and black, latex booty shorts.

Justin: Introducing! From Pacific palisades by way of Los Angeles, California! Jamie! DEAN!!

Jamie proceeds to walk down the ramp way, slapping hands as he goes. He walks around the entire ring, slapping hands until he reaches the steps and climbs them quickly to the ring apron. He steps halfway through the ropes and first grinds himself along the middle rope, then starts to 'hump' it vigorously. Jamie steps the rest of the way through and moves about the area of the ring, beckoning to the crowd for louder cheers and calling out to them.

Adams: I can't believe it! Jamie! Jamie Dean!

Simone: Former two-time World Tag Team Champion with Ben Jordan! HE'S the guest referee!

Bella looks confused. Mercedes has a "seriously?" expression on her face while Krystal looks visibly relieved that it's not another challenger. She strips the belt from around her waist and hands it over to Jamie. He proceeds to display it first to Mercedes, and then to Bella, before he holds the title up high for one and all to see! The crowd cheers!

Adams: Listen to these people! First they got to see Crystal compete and now their hometown boy Jamie is back as a referee!

Simone: And that title right there is what it's all about!

Jamie turns and passes the roulette belt out to Justin and then calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

And straight away, all three women immediately dive out of the ring and throw up the ring apron to search for weapons beneath the ring itself while Jamie watches on! Bella crawls halfway beneath the ring and is throwing out everything she can get her hands on! Mercedes Vargas drags out first a table - much to the delight of the fans - and slides it inside of the ring! She then grabs one ladder, and then a second! She begins to push those inside beneath the bottom rope as well! The champion Krystal pulls out a stack of Singapore canes, a small pouch and a fire extinguisher - all of which she throws into the ring!

Adams: They're not waiting! Look at all the toys the Bombshells want to play with!

Simone: I don't know if playing is the word I'd use Jason but they are coming to fight! And... oh lord! Look at what Bella has!

Bella has pulled out three metal trash cans and lids! A fire extinguisher! A neon light tube! A fire extinguisher and even a snow shovel! She starts to throw these goodies into the ring when Krystal rolls back inside of the ring! Krystal comes racing off the far side just as Bella starts to push the trash can into the ring when the champion baseball slides into the trash can, sending it crashing back into Bella and knocking one of two challengers to the ringside floor!

Adams: Oh! Poor Bella!

Simone: Poor Bella, nothing! She may look small and cute but it is clear to anyone that young lady was born to fight!

Krystal jumps to her feet and grabs the top rope, readying to launch herself up and over onto Bella when Mercedes attacks from behind! The multi-time champion slid inside when nobody was watching, grabs one of the Singapore canes and she swings it, cracking Krystal right across the back!

Adams: OWWW!!!

Krystal winces in agony and falls to her knees from the blow! Mercedes then wraps the cane around her throat from behind and chokes her out, thrashing her from left to right and side to side! Jamie tries to convince the Living Legend to ease up but in a hardcore match, what can you do!? Mercedes then throws her down to the mat and starts to stomp away at her as Bella crawls inside of the ring! Bella tries to get at her old rival Mercedes but Vargas sees her coming and swings a right hand, sending the cute blonde staggering in a circle!

Simone: In the entirety of her SCW career, Mercedes Vargas has seen it all!

Mercedes then goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Bella reverses it - and swings the trash can lid she had in hand right into Mercedes's face!

Adams: Except THAT!

Mercedes lands on her back and Bella is right back on the outside! She begins grabbing everything she had before and throw most of it into the ring for easy access! But the problem with that logic is it can also be accessed by the opposition! Bella climbs back inside and she grabs the end of one of the ladders to pick it up, but Krystal grabs the other end and she bulldozes Bella back into the corner, crushing her trim midsection between the steel ladder and the unforgiving turnbuckles! Krystal drops the end she is holding, leaving Bella pinned, and a rejuvenated Mercedes knocks Krystal over and runs up the ladder and jumps, delivering a running knee smash to the head! The crowd howls in stunned awe!

Simone: I have heard one or two members of the SCW Universe make remarks about Mercedes' age and her ongoing career but that smooth move right there spoke mega volumes to her credit!

Adams: And it showed she can still move and fly too!

Bella is seemingly out as Mercedes carefully turns around on the leaning ladder but right into a boot to the midsection by the champion! Krystal then takes her into a front face lock, spins about (delivering a kick to Bella's head in the process" and uses the ladder for an improvised Tornado DDT onto Vargas!

Adams: What a move by the champion!

Krystal with the first cover of the match and Jamie Dean jumps to make the count!

ONE!

TWO!

Mercedes kicks out!

Krystal runs her fingers through her hair and confirms with Jamie about the count before she goes right back to work. She grabs one of the Singapore canes and pauses in wait for Mercedes to get to her feet, then returns the favor from before by swinging the cane into Mercedes's midsection! The blow doubles Vargas over and Krystal then brings the cane across her back again and again until it is in tatters!

Simone: Krystal Wolfe is being absolutely ruthless!

Adams: Because she knows Mercedes Vargas will be as well!

Krystal throws the remnants of the cane down and turns around, and it clobbered by the ladder courtesy of Bella Madison! Bella has stuck her head through the rungs to pick it up and is using it like a helicopter, crashing the ladder into first Wolfe, and then Mercedes just as the veteran manages to return to her feet!

Adams: Listen to the fans! They are LOVING Bella's tactic!

Indeed the fans are cheering and laughing as every time one of the two other women rise, Bella spins the ladder around to clobber her and send her back down! Even Jamie has to dive out of the way before he too gets it by accident! She sends Mercedes down once more when she turns around and Krystal dropkicks the ladder, knocking Bella and it down in one pile! Krystal then grabs the legs of the ladder, picks them up and slams them down into Bella over and over and over again!

Simone: All three of these Bombshells are going to need to visit the medic station after this one!

Krystal then tries to use the ladder on Bella as leverage for another pin!

ONE!

TWO!

Mercedes breaks it up, whipping Krystal across the back with a thin length of chain! She grabs Krystal and dumps her out of the ring, then repeats what the champion just did and she herself tries to go for the cover on Bella!

ONE!

TWO!

But Bella manages to get hold of the fire extinguisher in arm's reach and WOOSH! A blast of white cloud right in Mercedes's face! Even Jamie gets a bit of the wrong end of that cloud as he stumbles back, wiping at his eyes!

On the outside, Krystal is again under the ring and she begins to drag out a massive pile of steel folding chairs! Bella slides outside and she starts to throw wicked rights at the champion who works to fend her off with right hands of her own!

Adams: I think THIS is what we needed to see! Bella and Krystal! One on one!

Simone: But don't forget about Mercedes Vargas! She is still in this one!

Mercedes has recovered enough to roll outside of the ring to go after the other two women! She races around the ring and just as she goes for a discus clothesline, Bella sees it coming and ducks, and Mercedes wipes out the champion instead! Bella then grabs Mercedes and attempts a whip into the barricade but Mercedes reverses it and sends Bella in instead! Bella runs up the ring steps instead and comes leaping off...!

Simone: Beautiful Disaster on Mercedes on the outside!

Adams: But hardcore or not, the pin has to be INSIDE of the ring!

Bella knows this and she drags Mercedes off of the floor and rolls her back inside! Bella slides in and covers her, hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-KRYSTAL MAKES THE SAVE!!!

Adams: No! Not yet!

Simone: We almost had a new champion!

Krystal quickly grabs the second ladder - but so does Bella! Both women grab the opposite ends of the same ladder and a tug of war ensues! Mercedes starts to rise, and both Bella and Krystal share a look, then they proceed to work together to use the ladder as a battering ram right into Vargas!

Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!!!

The ladder is dropped and Bella spots something else and grabs it!

Adams: Salad tongs!?

Two of them, in fact! And she uses BOTH to snag and PINCH Krystal's breasts! The crowd HOWLS in sympathy pain!

Simone: Okay, NOW it's poor Krystal!!!

Adams: Now I've seen everything!

The champion shrieks in pain! Jamie asks her if she wants to submit but she shakes her head! Instead, she herself holds up a pair of her own salad tongs and CRUNCHES Bella's nose!

Adams: It's a classic stand off!

Simone: ... 'Classic'....

And as Jamie tries to get one or the other to either let go or submit, the crowd stands and then CHEERS! Mercedes has risen and she has that leather pouch! She opens it up and turns it over...

Simone: Oh dear god!

A stream of tiny thumbtacks pours out and onto the canvas! This brings renewed life to the capacity crowd!

Bella suddenly drops both tongs and HEADBUTTS Krystal in the face! She then grabs her by both sides of the head...

Adams: WHIPLASH! She got it! Bella has this!

Bella rolls Wolfe over for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-NO! Mercedes tears her off of Krystal by the hair and tights and runs her into a table in the corner, shattering the table itself! A smiling and confident Mercedes then reaches down for the champion but Krystal has a chair in hand and she swings it up and right into the head of Mercedes Vargas! Mercedes staggers back, seemingly out on her feet! Krystal grabs her and sets her up for a running powerbomb...

Adams: Down Under Thunderbomb!

Simone: ON THE TACKS! She delivered it ON the thumbtacks!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Krystal rolls through, hooking the inside leg!

ONE

Bella stirs in the tattered remains of the table!

TWO!

Bella sees the pin and dives to break it up!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner - and STILL Bombshell Roulette Champion! KRYSTAL WOLFE!!!

Simone: She did it! Against all odds! Against TWO challengers! Krystal Wolfe is STILL the Roulette Champion!

Adams: What a fight! Mercedes really brought it as we knew she would but WHO KNEW Bella was capable of fighting like THAT!?

Paramedics are already at ringside, insisting on checking over all three Bombshells as the crowd further cheers as Jamie Dean hands over the title belt to Krystal and raises her arm! The first aid team is already converging on Mercedes who has tacks sticking out of every surface of her body! Arms! Legs! Back!...

Simone: The hell that all three women put their bodies through in this match ... I just can't fathom!

Adams: But that's just how much the Roulette title means to them!

Simone: Indeed, and what is next? Who can tell? Until next week at the Kezar Pavilion in San Francisco, for Jason Adams, I am Belinda Simone! So long everybody!

Bella sits there, staring daggers at the victorious champion, not saying nothing nor moving as the medics check on her while the champion continues to celebrate as credits begin to roll!




THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, The Lord MK, AJ, Annie, Gerrit, Jen, Andy, Mercedes, Julie, Marge, Jass, JJ, Todd, Mac. Also again to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!