The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Gold Coast Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

"BRING ME THE HEAD OF WHO CANCELLED BEN JORDAN'S MATCH!"
"WHERE ON EARTH IS KRIS RYANS??"
"CAN'T WAIT FOR BLAZE OF GLORY X!"
"LEVANA CADE HAS PERMANENT PMS!"
"BLAST FROM THE PAST 2022!"
"KAT JONES - HERE KITTY KITTY!"

A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage, clad in his sexy 'Chippendales' uniform of black spandex pants and matching boots, white collar with black tie and white cuffs. 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;

Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!

Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around at all of the fans filling the seats. 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 welcome HOME to the Gold Coast Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd applauds and cheers as Amanda steps out onto the stage, dressed in a golden Las Vegas showgirl's costume, complete with flamboyant headdress and matching high heels. She sashays around the top of the stage as the performance begins!

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Bitch, your vag look like Janet Reno
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Bitch, your vag is only so-so
Awkwafina's a genius
And her vagina is 50 times better than a penis

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Bitch, your vag is only so-so
Awkwafina's a genius
And her vagina is 50 times better than a penis

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And your is vag Godfather 3
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It's time, that was let the world know
Bitch, your vag look like Janet Reno
Awkwafina's a genius
And her vagina is 50 times better than a penis

It's time, that was let the world know
Bitch, your vag look like Janet Reno
Awkwafina's a genius
And her vagina is 50 times better than a penis

Better than a penis, that's what I said though
Better than a penis
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Okay, I'm done

Amanda prances about the stage, blowing kisses in all directions as the spotlight winks out.

Cut to a brief shot backstage of Christian and Mark staring at the screen, mouths open. Mark turns to Christian and frowns, shaking his head...

HS: Are you SURE you have nothing to do with choosing her songs!?

Christian holds both hands up and shakes his head, denying everything!

Cut to the broadcasters booth at ringside!

Simone: Hello everyone and welcome home for the official Going Home edition of Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone...!

Adams: And I've always wondered what came first.... the color orange or the fruit.... I mean, I'm Jason Adams!

Simone: This is it! The final edition of Climax Control before Blaze of Glory X! Everything comes down to tonight and the Semi-Finals of the 2022 Blast From the Past memorial!

Adams: And more matches will be announced for Blaze of Gory X too!

Simone: We already know that in Los Angeles there will be two Gauntlet matches with championship implications! In tonight's opening match, two of the Superstars in one of those Gauntlets face each other in singles competition when Agostino Romano takes on Miles "Milo" Kasey!

Adams: Then before his scheduled match against Fenris at Blaze of Glory X, JC takes on an old rival of Fenris's - Austin James Mercer!

Simone: In the first of the 2022 Blast From the Past Semi-Final matches, the rookies Jaycee MacDonald and Levana Cade take on the ring veterans Myra Rivers and Max Burke!

Adams: Can you believe it!? EVIE JORDAN IS BACK! When Andrea Hernandez was tasked with finding a tag team partner, NOBODY expected her to choose Evie or for Evie to accept! But that's EXACTLY what happened and tonight they face Crystal and Seleana Zdunich in a tag team grudge match!

Simone: And the last of the Semi-Final matches takes place when World Heavyweight Champion Max Burke and Mikah go up against Candy and Goth!

Adams: Then the Main Event! Amber Ryans raised the bar when she attacked Ariana Angelos as payback for Helluva Bottom Carter costing her team a spot in the Blast From the Past Semi-Finals! Now former Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe is stepping in and she intends to get a pound of flesh from the World Champion in this non-title Las Vegas Streetfight!

Simone: All this and more on SCW Climax Control!




"Angel with a Shotgun" by The Cab begins to play and "Godly" Ken Davison walks out with the SCW Internet Championship strapped around his waist. There is none of his using posing and fanfare, as he simply walks to the middle of the ring and slides in. He reaches outside of the ring and gets a microphone from one of the production guys.

GKD: Cut the Kendamned music.

Adams: The Internet Champion is here!

GKD: I might be a lot of things; stubborn, arrogant, vicious, mocking... and those are my nicer qualities. One thing I most certainly am not is a man who is happy to simply get by. It's one of the things that drives me absolutely crazy when it comes to Agostino Romano so I will be damned if I allow myself to do it.

Davison takes a moment to soak in the audience's reaction before continuing.

GKD: Last week, I failed to defeat Matt Knox. Yeah, his punk ass didn't beat me either. That's not the point. The point is that as your Sin City Internet Champion, I am supposed to defeat each and every challenger that I face. Now, I want all the suits in the back to pay attention to what I have to say. One of two things needs to happen here. Either Jack Washington needs to wait his turn and Knox gets another shot at this...

Davison unstraps his title belt and raises it in the air as he gets the obligatory pop from the crowd.

GKD: Or... and I think that this is the one that works out best for all parties involved, we add Matt Knox to the Internet Championship Match at Blaze of Glory. So would someone in the back who has some modicum of decision making get out here and make this happen?

Simone: Wow!

Adams: Seems like Godly Ken is trying to give Matt Knox another chance.

Simone: You'd think his hands would be full with Jack Washington.

A few seconds pass before "Midnight/Tornado" starts to blast from the speaker

Adams: Is that the boss?

The crowd cheer as Hot Stuff Mark Ward walks from behind the curtain, mic in hand as he looks towards Godly Ken Davison in the ring. Hot Stuff waves his free hand in front of his face, indicating for the music to be stopped.

HS: Godly Ken Davison ladies and gents, our Internet champion.

Hot Stuff points towards the ring to a mixed reaction for the champion.

HS: This is the first time I've stood and addressed you like this and all I can ask is are you mental?

The crowd cheer as Ken looks at Hot Stuff with a raised eyebrow.

HS: Let me get this right. You want me to add Matt Knox to a match, while you have to deal with a former world champion in Jack Washington? Do you know how good Jack Washington is? He could take apart half this roster and you wanna add someone else to the match?

Hot Stuff waves a finger.

HS: You, my friend, must have balls of a steel, because no one in their right mind would do that, no one with any common sense would add Matt Knox to this one by choice. It's like the christians in the Colosseum raising their hands and saying there's not enough lions here, throw in another.

Hot Stuff looks at the camera and smirks.

HS: Religious reference there.

Hot Stuff winks and looks back at Ken in the ring.

HS: But you know what? You look like the kinda guy who lives by the sword and would die by the sword so Ken, I'm feeling like a magic genie today so your wish is my command, you want Matt Knox added to that match. It's all yours!

Simone: Damn! The Internet championship is now a triple thread.

HS: Good luck, you might just need it.

And with that, Hot Stuff turns around and walks back behind the curtain.

Adams: It's official, Godly Ken Davison will now defend against Jack Washington AND Matthew Knox.

Simone: What a way to kick off the show.




"Limelight" by Rush begins over the PA and soon enough, Roxi Johnson parts the curtain once again and a wink to the crowd as she hits the ring She has the same bounce in her step this week and soon enters the ring, politely taking the microphone from Justin Descent and promptly sits down cross-legged in the ring again as she did a few months ago.

Roxi: Well, it's been a while Vegas, how are you doing?

Roxi pauses for the cheap pop.

Roxi: Man, I feel like a bit of a trendsetter these days. I mean, I come out here and I state my case about the Bombshell's championship, and point out things that needed to be pointed out. And low and behold, Mercede Vargas has to do the same thing.

Boos.

Roxi: I mean, she listed off every accomplishment she's ever had. And she sounded a little bitter in doing it. That may just be the fact that Mercedes has coasted for the past... I dunno, 3 years? For someone who was so secure in their legacy, seem to be doing an awful lot of complaining about not getting something. Very, very hypocritical if you ask me.

Cheers.

Roxi: Let's see, I post of picture of piece of paper with the title, Roxi's dream match list. And then, out of nowhere, Crystal has a hit list. I know, I'm shocked to. But I seem to be influencing people left and right. But, let's get to the important news. At Blaze of Glory, I am getting what I asked for. A one-on-one match with Amber Ryan, for the Bombshell's championship.

Roxi nods as there are more cheers.

Roxi: Now, Amber Ryan is –

Roxi is cut off by "Dust and Bone" by Syd Duran. Roxi's eyes are fixed on the entrance and Amber Ryan parts the curtain and saunters down the aisle, Bombshell's championship over her shoulder. The two never take their eyes off each other, both actually giving sarcastic smiles to each other. Amber enters the ring, but Roxi does not make a move to get up. Amber simply sits down cross-legged right in front of Roxi, both women staring daggers at each other. Amber also has her own microphone as she puts it to her lips.

Amber: Are you really doing this too? Aren't you better than all of this... bullshit and bluster. Trendsetter indeed, you have to question who and what I am and all of a sudden everyone else thinks they've earned the right to take up residence in the peaunt gallery. Lets not waste each others time and mince words- I am what I've been for the last year, I am the Bombshells World Champion. That hasn't changed, nor do I intend for it to.

Amber holds the title over her head with one hand to emphasize the point.

Amber: But do you want to know what else I really am? I'm TIRED. I'm tired of Jessie Salco. I'm tired of Krystal Wolfe. I'm tired of Crystal Whatever-her-name-is this week. I'm tired of Myra Rivers. I'm tired of Mercedes Vargas. And I've come to realize that after everything... I might even be tired of you.

A mixed reaction.

Amber: How many times are we going to do this- how many times do you want to call me out and expect that things will be different, when you haven't changed? Another demand, another match. I told everyone that I was setting the bar higher, that they had to earn their chance- now here you are telling everyone you 'deserve it'. Wanna know what I deserve? A better class of opponent Roxi, I deserve for someone to come at me and listen to the things I say instead of write them off entirely cause its coming out of my mouth. Our history though leaves me with a soft spot for you though- we just can't seem to shake each other off, can we?

Amber pauses thoughtfully, the words suspended between them.

Amber: So consider this the last kindness I plan on extending to you. For history sake... for the sake that I still can't help but feel a little tug at something inside of me when you look at me like that.

Amber looks longingly at the championship on her shoulder, before leaning in, looking Roxi in the eyes.

Amber: Two years Roxi, we've taken this place apart at the seams. We're torn it to the ground multiple times over and rebuilt it in our own images. For two years Roxi you have been unable and unwilling to accept that maybe I might just be as good as everyone says I am- that maybe I'm better. Win or lose, I've proven more to you than I should ever need and yet its not enough. Maybe this is the only way you'll truly understand... If you can't tear this title from my cold dead hands, then its the last you'll be seeing of it while I have any say. Back of the line, no more handouts or sentimental pity parties. No more demands, no more standing there and telling me what you think I am and who I should be. I'm so fucking tired Roxi... and one by one, I'm going to make sure you and everyone like you understands what it means to have to prove everything to everyone.

Amber leans back, both of them continuing to glare at one another until Roxi puts her microphone up to her lips in response.

Roxi: Everything that you just said. Is true. I'm not going to argue with you, Amber. That's not why I challenged you for two months. I am not going to deny your legacy and all you have accomplished in two years. You have done amazing things, broken records. Beaten everyone they put in front of you for an entire year. Unbeaten. It is impressive. You are everything you say you are. You are at the top.

Roxi leans back, seemingly with a question written on her face.

Roxi: But do you know, who the last person who beat you was?

Roxi points at herself.

Roxi: Me.

Cheers for this statement.

Roxi: And deep down in your soul, you are well aware of that fact. And you know, I can do it again. Am I the underdog? Sure. I don't have a problem being the underdog. I don't have a problem fighting against what seems like impossible odds. You know why? Because I've been doing it for a decade. I have fought against long odds before, and I have won. I have toppled reigns before, and even now, I can see you clutching that championship a little tighter, because you know, yours too, will come to an end, because of ME.

Amber continues to scowl, peering only slightly at the championship again, before back at Roxi.

Roxi: Because deep down, you know all about everything you will have to do, in order to beat me. You are right, you and I, we have torn each other, buildings, rings, and everywhere in between apart, to beat each other. So, let me ask you, are you ready to do it again?

Amber's glare intensifies.

Amber: Always.

Roxi: Good. Because there is just one thing, I need you to do for me. Now, you don't have to worry about me interfering in your match later on. You don't have to worry about me taking shots at you on twitter. This is going to be the only time, you and I are going to be this close, until Blaze Of Glory. So, from the time in between, you won't be distracted. No subtle ploys or shots. Because I want you focused on the task at hand. I want you to give me everything. I want you to bring me everything you have. Give it all to me. I want everything in your pockets. I want the violence. I want that same energy you have always given me. Because what I need, is to beat you at your best. No excuses either way. That is what I want more than anything.

Amber scoffs at this request, another sarcastic grin crosses her face.

Amber: I wouldn't expect anything less. Just... be careful what you wish for, because I've made you regret it each and every single time before.

The two again share the sarcastic grin.

Roxi: No, Amber, I won't. I've said this before, and you can look me in my eyes right now, and you can know for yourself I mean this, with every fiber of my being. Look me in my eyes, and tell me I'm lying Amber.

Amber and Roxi's stare intensifies.

Roxi: You, will have to kill me, to beat me, at Blaze Of Glory. And I, will see you there, Champ.

Roxi gets up, as does Amber neither taking their eyes off each other. Both drop their microphones simultaneously and Roxi slowly exits the ring, both with their eyes locked on each other. Amber holds her championship up, and Roxi nods, before she turns and leaves, making it to the curtain, before turning her head and body to look at Amber one last time before disappearing through the curtain.




Justin: This contest is scheduled for one tall...

"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat. He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!

Justin: Introducing first, from Manchester, England, weighing in at 215 pounds... MILES KASEY

Adams: We kick off the action here tonight with Miles Kasey looking to bounce back after being a first round elimination from the Blast from the Past tournament. He's definitely someone that can make an impact in an instant...

Simone: This might be true, but we haven't quite seen that out of him yet. Perhaps tonight is the start of him making that impact that we've been waiting for...

Fragments Of Insanity by Necrodeath plays over the sounds system as Agostino Romano comes out with James Brown from the curtain, wearing green and yellow wrestling trousers with green and yellow elbow pads and green and yellow boots, having his fists in the air with James Brown following behind him.

Justin: From Milan, Italy, he is Agostino Romano!

Agostino does high fives to the crowd before seeing a kid in the front row which he pulls funny faces at along with giving them a hat from his Global Bike Championship days. He then goes inside of the ring and waves at the fans with the crowd cheering for him while James claps from outside of the ring before Agostino waits for his opponent to come out to the ring with James standing at ringside.

Adams: The former Internet Champion is certainly ready to compete here tonight! He shouldn't overlook Miles in the slightest.

Simone: I don't doubt that he's looking to make his way back into the title hint. With a win here tonight, he could put himself in the conversation to potentially become a four time Internet champion!

DING DING DING!

Milo and Agostino trade blows for a bit, but when Miles tries to go for a clothesline, Agostino ducks underneath it. Agostino turns Miles around. He kicks him in the gut to double him over and then he drops him with a swinging neckbreaker. Agostino is quickly gaining confidence as he follows up right away with a standing moonsault. Miles rolls over in pain and then Agostino kicks him in the gut a couple of times. Miles gets to his knees, but Agostino drags him up, lifts him up and nails him near the center of the ring with a vertical suplex. Agostino wastes no time hooking a leg for a cover...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Agostino has some confidence as he goes to the top rope. He dives off and attempts a diving splash, but Miles moves out of the way and Agostino crashes into the mat. He is able to get up, but Miles grabs him from behind and nails him with a German suplex. Agostino leans back against the corner and then Miles runs up to him and gives him a running cross body. Agostino stumbles out of the corner. Miles runs at him and nails him with a forearm to keep him stumbling. After that, Miles leaps into the air and then takes down Agostino with a standing hurricanrana right into a pinfall attempt...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Adams: This is fast paced as we expected it to be with these two athletes with Miles currently in control at the moment. Of course, with the fast pace, this can change on a dime.

Simone: Agostino started strong, but he gave Miles too much of a chance to recover.

Miles gets up. He patiently waits for Agostino to get back to a vertical base. Miles gives him a kick to the gut, then he follows up with a leaping spinning roundhouse kick to the jaw. Agostino drops to his knees and then Miles comes back with a running kick to the chest. Agostino goes down and he's laid out on the mat. Miles turns him over, but doesn't cover. He steps through the ropes and after standing on the apron, he grabs the top rope and springboards off of it, nailing Agostino across the throat with a springboard somersault leg drop. Agostino rolls away, but Miles pulls him back and hooks the leg for a cover...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Miles stands up and he steps through the ropes again. He patiently waits for Agostino to get back to a vertical base. He does that and he turns around. Miles springboards off the ropes again going for a springboard forearm, but Agostino ducks it. Miles lands on his feet but when he turns around, Agostino kicks him in the gut. He drops down to his knees and then fires a stiff European uppercut. Miles stumbles and comes off of the ropes. Agostino then knees him in the gut. He grabs him from around the head and then he runs to the middle of the ring and plants Miles with a running bulldog. He turns him over and hooks the leg...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Adams: The three-time Internet Champion now finds himself ahead. He nailed that running bulldog quite well and Miles is certainly in some trouble.

Simone: Agostino looks like he's the man that is the most willing to hit harder so far.

Agostino wastes no time trapping Miles in a sleeper hold. Miles tries to fight it, elbowing himself back to a vertical base as he does so. Agostino counters by picking him up from behind and nailing him with an atomic drop. Miles stumbles away and down to his knees. Agostino then follows up with a wicked spin kick to the back of the head. Miles collapses to the mat. Agostino drags him back to the center of the ring. He stands up and nails Miles across the chest with a double knee drop across the chest. Following that, Agostino shows some athleticism by going to the top rope and nailing him with a cross body splash. Agostino stays on him for the cover...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Agostino drags Miles back up. He knees him in the gut and appears to have a DDT in mind, but Miles is able to block it and then he is able to shove him into the corner. Miles is able to counter with a couple of knife edge chops. After that, Miles takes him out of the corner with an armdrag. Miles then climbs to the top rope. He patiently waits for Agostino to get up and when he does, Miles leaps off of the top rope and connects with a somersault senton. Miles stands up. Agostino stirs a bit. Miles nails his rising opponent with a sudden Pele kick in the jaw. Miles runs in, turns him over and covers...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Adams: Miles is the man that is taking more of the high risks up to this point and that appears to be paying off. He's firmly in control of this match.

Simone: Agostino better turn things around quickly. However, when you consider the quick pace of this match, I can definitely see that happening especially with a former Internet champion.

Miles stands up and he heads back to the top rope. Agostino doesn't take too long to get up himself, but Miles dives off of the top rope and nails Agostino with a missile dropkick. Agostino goes down and Miles quickly kips back up. Agostino is crawling on the mat for a bit, but Miles gets to him and grabs him from behind. He drags him back up and then he quickly hoists him on his shoulders. Dragging him back to the center of the ring, Miles lets go of Agostino and then he immediately catches his falling foe and nails him with a double knee gutbuster right into the chest. Miles pounces on him and covers...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Miles heads to the top rope. He takes a deep breath before he leaps and attempts the shooting star press only for Agostino to block the move with his knees. Miles rolls away and he is writhing in pain. Agostino kicks him in the chest to have him on his back. Agostino climbs to the top rope and then nails a mushroom stomp right across the chest to make Miles uncomfortable. Miles rolls away but Agostino picks him up and connects with a back body drop. Miles lands hard on the mat, but he is able to stand back up. Unfortunately for him, Agostino is right there waiting for him with a diamond cutter. Agostino turns him over and covers...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Adams: Miles went for a shooting star press when he had control of the match, but ultimately it turned out to be a huge miss for him. Could this be the dagger that destroys his chances of winning this match?

Simone: I agree with the fact that he took too much of a risk there. You can't make a mistake like that against an athlete like Agostino! He could be well on his way to winning this match at this point.

Agostino gets up and drags Miles back near the center. He stands over him and he connects with a moonsault leg drop. He gathers himself and remains confident as he stands back up. Miles is able to get back to his knees, but that's as far as his opponent is going to allow him to stand as Agostino nails Miles with a bu

saw kick to the back of the head. Miles appears to be motionless as Agostino drags him back to the corner. He climbs back to the top rope and he attempts a shooting star press in his own right. He leaps and is able to connect with a perfect shooting star press right into a cover...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Agostino has a confident smirk on his face as he gets up. He drags Miles back up to attempt the Racer's crash. However, Miles is able to block it and counter with a spinning DDT. Agostino looks both surprised and dazed as Miles has his back toward him as he faces the corner. Agostino is slowly getting up. Miles looks over his shoulder and sees him almost at a vertical base. He grabs the top rope, springboards off the second rope and then drops Agostino with a sudden Blast from the Past. Miles drags Agostino closer to the center of the ring before turning him over and making the cover...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner... MILES KASEY!!!!

Miles gets up and gets his hand raised by the referee. He's got a confident smirk on his face as he begins to celebrate.

Adams: It sure seemed like it was over when that shooting star press connected, but it was not to be. Miles Kasey was able to turn things around and win the match! This may be the momentum booster he needed.

Simone: Miles managed to grind his way to a win here. I thought Agostino had him at the end, but kudos to Miles for being able to turn the tide and ultimately pick up the win.




INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP - TRIPLE THREAT
"Godly" Ken Davison v Jack Washington v Matthew "the Raven" Knox




Mikah is seen walking down the hallways in her orange and turquoise ring attire but had a white crop top over the top of her ring attire with the words, "14 DAYS" on it in dark turquoise ink. She knew that everybody would know exactly what that meant. She stops for a minute and fixes her beachy waves before pushing the door open to Hot Stuff Mark Ward's and Christian Underwood's office. This action cause Hot Stuff Mark Ward to look up from whatever it was he was working on and he raises an eyebrow at her.

HS: I see that you have not learned to knock yet.

Mikah: There's no need to knock when I'm your favorite.

He opens his mouth to object but closes it, not wanting to encourage her behavior.

HS: What do you want?

Mikah smirks before walking over and sitting in front of his desk in a chair then props her feet up on his desk, crossing her left leg over her right at her ankles.

Mikah: Oh, just thought I'd drop in to see how much you missed me...

HS: I'd rather not.

Mikah gives him a look before rolling her eyes.

Mikah: Do you know what happens in fourteen days?

He looks at her before looking at her shirt then back up at her.

HS: You have to get through tonight's match first.

She shrugs her shoulders at him, deflecting his comment.

Mikah: You and I both know that Bane and I are going to win tonight. So let's go on the assumption that he and I have already won our match tonight and are in the finals in fourteen days.

She smirks confidently.

Mikah: Are you ready to admit what everybody already knows?

HS: You have to get through the finals, first.

She rolls her eyes.

Mikah: Don't worry...

She pauses before smirking once more.

Mikah: Or in your case, maybe you should worry because I have faith in Mac and I to win this entire tournament. I'm just here to make sure that you only have fourteen days left to live in the land of denial.

She stands up and winks at him.

Mikah: And if you don't admit it after Mac and I win this tournament...

She leans in just a little bit.

Mikah: There will be serious consequences.

She gives him that serious look before she stands back up straight and adjusts her top a little before flashing him a happy smile.

Mikah: Fourteen days!

She winks at him.

Mikah: Now if you don't mind me, I'm going to go make sure that Mac and I win tonight.

She waves at him before walking to the door.

Mikah: Ciao.




The giant TRON screen fires up and we see a close-up of Bill Barnhart. We cannot tell if Barnhart is in the arena or if he is at home in Lawrenceville, Georgia. The crowd erupts into a loud murmur as they know Bill is about to make comments.

Bill: Murmur all you want as it just shows how much interest you have in me. And, no, I'm not in the arena. I'm back home in Lawrenceville, Georgia, getting ready for Blaze of Glory X. Speaking of people who have an interest in me that brings me to Alexander Raven who faces me at Blaze of Glory X to challenge me for my Roulette Championship. I'm gonna clip the Raven's wings like I did the last time he was sent to me for me to defend my Roulette Championship. The little birdie lost by submission when I locked in my Barnhart Shoulder Breaker Flying Hammer Lock.

The crowd transitions from murmurs to booing at Bill's comments.

Bill: Boo all you want! What you think doesn't change the outcome of my match at Blaze of Glory X. There's no way Alexander Raven can defeat me. I know that. You know that. Bea knows that. Senor Vinnie knows that. Iris my English Bulldog knows that. Pete the Cactus knows that. And for damn sure you, Alexander Raven, knows that!

The crowd turns violent and extremely loud. Bill waits for them to quiet down.

Bill: When Blaze of Glory arrives I advise you to place your bets on me to win and retain the Roulette Championship. If you refuse to listen to my advice, and you bet on Alexander Raven to win and lose your money, don't come crying to me as I'll have no compassion you for refusing to listen to me.

The crowd returns to a very loud uproar at Bill's comments. He waves into the camera and the camera person cuts his feed and the giant TRON screen goes dark leaving the fans murmuring.




The scene opens backstage where we see Krystal Wolfe's younger cousin Cassie at a vending machine trying to decide on what to get, even though she's carrying a small handful of snacks already.

Cassie: Okay, what else to get?

Jessie: Don't you have enough snacks?

Cassie: Jess, I've just spent a week in a state where weed is illegal for some fucking reason, I want cold turkey all week and........

Cassie trails off when she sees the veteran Bombshell Jessie Salco walking up to her with an amused look on her face.

Jessie: You have the worst case of the munchies ever, right?

Cassie: Basically, not looking forward to when SCW returns to Florida at least.

Jessie: But was it worth it? You and Krystal were down there training with Team Hero for Krystal's match against Amber, right?

Cassie: It was worth it in more ways than one but I'll tell you about the rest after the show, trust me, Krystal's ready for tonight.

Jessie: I hope so, for her sakes.

Cassie: Me too, she needs to bounce back from losing the Bombshell Roulette Title.

Jessie: Been there, done that, got the t-shirt.

Jessie sighs before motioning for Cassie to follow her.

Jessie: I'll get you something at catering, much better than the shit in the vending machines.

Cassie: That's music to my ears!

Cassie and Jessie walk off as the scene fades.




Jacob Summers is in the ring watching up the ramp as Justin brings the microphone to his lips for the introductions.

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

The lights shut off as "A conversation with death" by Khemmis kicks in, as it builds different lights flash around the arena.

Justin: From New York, weighing two hundred sixty five pounds, Austin James Mercer!

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

Adams: Mercer looks ready for this match for sure.

Justin: And his opponent...

Simone: He had better be because this superstar is probably the closest to an equal size opponent for him..

The lights suddenly drop, and in the silence, Ghost's "Hunter's Moon" to play with its haunting melody. The music builds and lights flash, leading up to the chorus, signaling an arrival.

Justin: From East Rutherford New Jersey, JC!

'The Bogeyman' JC steps out onto the stage, staring out at the audience and wearing a Michael Myers mask over his had, having embraced his new ghoulish persona. He watches the crowd react to him and then begins walking steadily to the ring. He enters the ring and climbs up to the middle rope, before ripping the mask off of his head and staring out at the audience. He then returns to the ring and prepares for his match.

Simone: These two are equally impressive Jason. This isn't going to be easy to predict a winner.

Adams: Well Jacob is motioning for both men to the center of the ring and then signalling for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Austin Mercer walks over to Jacob Summers talk to him and be checked for weapons as JC paces back and forth in front of them. JC moves closer and attacks Austin Mercer with a clothesline that barely moves Austin Mercer. JC looks around as Austin Mercer smirks then uses a clothesline of his own on his opponent sending him to the mat. JC rolls quickly to his knees then stands to get in the face of Austin Mercer who is celebrating the clothesline. Turning around, he is surprised with a kick to the midsection by JC that drives the air from his lungs. Austin Mercer stumbles and moves quickly to the ropes to catch his breath as JC rushes him. Jacob gets between the two to prevent JC from attacking Mercer. The bigger man waves JC back to the middle of the ring. Austin Mercer turns back into the ring which has JC charging forward making Austin Mercer once more use the momentum of JC to send him shoulder first through the ropes and into the ringpost. JC moves back in frustration rubbing at his shoulder and turns his back on Austin Mercer as he attempts to shake some feeling into his arm.

Adams: The shoulder of JC hit that steel pretty hard. I wonder if he got a stinger out of that.

Seeing that JC has turned his back, Mercer charges towards JC and rocks him out of his boots with a clothesline to the back of the head. On the mat, JC grabs at the back of his head as Austin Mercer reaches down and uses the arms of JC to pull him to his feet. JC rolls to the side and pulling his arms from the grip of Austin, JC slowly gets to his hands and knees but Mercer moves to his feet and pulls them out from under him which drags JC near the ropes. Mercer then tries to put a german suplex on JC which bends him over however, JC catches the ropes and prevents the suplex. JC looks in pain as he fights to try and hold onto the ropes. Austin Mercer is telling Summers to force JC to release the ropes. Summers tells Mercer to release JC who hasn't dropped his grip on the ropes. Angrily, Mercer releases JC who drops and rolls to the outside to rub a hand along his neck to fight the pain before once more reaching for the ropes to pull himself back inside the ring. He is close enough to grab the bottom rope but Mercer is there to meet him. JC grabs at the feet of Mercer pulling him to the canvas and then to the outside where both men start to trade punches. Jacob begins to make a ten count as JC attempts an irish whip of Austin into the ringsteps but Mercer reverses it and sends his opponent flipping over the hard steel.

Simone: JC sent somersaulting over the ringsteps. Those are dangerous for anyone.

JC is using the time to recover as Austin Mercer rolls into the ring to break the ten count. JC moves along the ropes and towards the corner where he crawls into the ring and leans back into it before pulling himself out of the corner. Austin Mercer walks away from Jacob and turns into a half and half suplex attempt from JC that sends him to the canvas. JC gets to his feet as Austin Mercer rolls to the side of the ring and to the outside. JC looks angrily as Austin Mercer motions that he is leaving. Looking around, JC rushes towards Austin Mercer and slides out of the ring. On the outside, JC catches up with Austin Mercer then spins him around. Austin Mercer swings wildly but misses JC who catches him with a belly to back suplex on the outside that has Austin Mercer grabbing his head. JC reaches down and grabbing him by the back of his head, JC drags Austin Mercer back to the ring tossing him the last few feet. Jacob is standing at the ropes making his ten count. JC moves toward Austin Mercer to pick him up and then pushes him into the ring apron. Using the momentum, Austin Mercer is rolled under the bottom rope. JC gets on the ring apron and rolls inside where he locks on a kimura lock on the arm of Austin Mercer who grabs at his shoulder in pain then reaches the ropes which are near at hand.

Adams: That looks painful Belinda.

Simone: From the look on Mercer's face, he would agree with you Jason.

Austin Mercer slowly stands and staggers away from JC holding his face as JC follows him. Reaching for one of the wrists of Austin Mercer, JC pulls him around and doubles him over with a kick to the midsection that rocks Austin Mercer who is trying desperately to defend himself. JC doesn't let up until Austin Mercer is against the ropes. JC backs away at the warning of Summers but when Austin Mercer comes off the ropes quickly take JC down with a sudden snap headbutt as he turned back around. JC grunts in pain as he staggers from the headbutt. Austin Mercer shakes JC by the handful of hair then once more delivers a headbutt that drops JC to his knee. Mercer lets go of the hair of JC and follows him as he moves backwards to the ropes. Cornering him, Mercer begins to deliver European uppercuts that rock the head of JC backwards. Summers warns Mercer off as JC slumps against the ropes.

Simone: Mercer better be careful Jason or he risks disqualification.

Austin Mercer shakes off the warning and lunges into the corner with a clothesline attempt that JC easily avoids by ducking under the attempt then rushing off the ropes as Austin Mercer turns and attempts to catch him with a European uppercut that JC is unable to avoid. Austin Mercer picks him up and then pulls his head into a headlock. Austin Mercer is unable to reverse or prevent the suplex that JC uses to put him on his back. JC kips up and rushes the corner once more. Austin Mercer chases him in which JC avoids the attack and Austin Mercer hits the turnbuckle which drives the air from his lungs and sends him to the mat. Austin Mercer bounces backwards to the mat. JC attempts a pin but Austin Mercer rolls his shoulder up quickly. JC rises to his feet and then moves to the corner where he climbs to the top. Looking back at the slowly rising Troll, JC launches himself off the top rope and takes Austin Mercer out with another. Dropping again for a pin, JC gets a two before the shoulder of Austin Mercer comes off the mat. Angered and frustrated, JC moves back to watch Austin Mercer roll on the mat. Seeing Austin Mercer sit up, JC waits before rushing across the ring to the opposite ropes. Austin Mercer rises to his feet and follows him in to be surprised by a dance macabre shoulder block from JC.

Simone: Mercer rocked by that move and now I suspect that JC can sense the win could be close.

Mercer is rising and turns angrily at JC who has backed into the ropes. Mercer begins to move towards him but JC is ready and then rebounds off the very near ropes and delivers a big boot of death that sends Mercer to the canvas clutching at his face. JC once more moves back as Summers checks on Mercer who begins to stand groggily. JC comes off the ropes once more with his 'Epiphany' finisher that lays out Mercer. Dropping, JC locks in a pin by grabbing the leg of Mercer and rolls him onto his shoulders.

ONE!

Adams: Mercer is down for the count Belinda.

TWO!

Adams: There is two and Mercer is beginning to stir.

Simone: Jacob is about to drop his hand for the last time.

THREE!

Adams: And there it is...the pin that got the three.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match, JC

JC tosses the leg of Mercer to the side as the big man angrily glares at JC who gets to his feet as Jacob raises his arm in victory. Mercer sits up then rolls to his feet about to get in the face of JC who is prepared for it and strikes a defensive stance. Austin looks hard at the man then a sadistic grin crosses his face as he backs towards the ropes. He slides to the outside and heads up the ramp watching as JC continues to stand in the ring.

Adams: I don't think that this is the last time these two will meet in the ring.




Backstage, Ms. Rocky Mountains and her cameraman catch up with Blast from the Past hopeful, Jaycee MacDonald. He has headphones on but was dressed to compete already. Clearly he was trying to fly under the radar backstage, and stay focused on the big match ahead. That didn't stop the interviewer from stepping into his path and forcing him to stop. Jaycee pulls his headphones down with a sigh and breaks his stride.

Jaycee: Seriously? Come on now. I'm just trying to keep my head down, you know?

Ms. Rocky Mountains doesn't let the smile slip off of her face. It is almost as if Jaycee's words don't pack a sting at all. Or perhaps the interviewer had just been at it too long to get her feathers ruffled.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jaycee MacDonald! We haven't been able to really get in a word with you this whole tournament. Has it been everything you were hoping for?

Jaycee rolls his eyes and gives a thoughtless question and equally thoughtless answer. Viewers can tell he really only wants to put his headphones back on and go back to his routine.

Jaycee: Yeah. Really amazing.

Ms. Rocky Mountains was smart enough not to let him leave it at that.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You and your partner have been surprising everyone and upsetting all of your opponents so far. Can you keep that rolling tonight?

Jaycee sighs. This was becoming a much bigger waste of time than he was willing to tolerate.

Jaycee: Levana and I are going to go out there and do what we have been doing all along. It worked this far, and you don't go trying to fix something that's not broke. What we are doing is getting the job done. If it's cool with you I'd like to get back to doing that instead of this.

The words don't come out spitefully, but Jaycee was trying his best to make the point that he would rather be left alone. He lifts his headphones back onto his head, and turns away from her. Ms. Rocky Mountains takes the hint and turns to the camera.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, we will just have to wait and see if these rookies can continue to surprise everyone!




The crowd cheers as the SCW-Tron above the stage comes to life and there stands the popular former Superstar of Sin City Wrestling, Despayre. He is standing in the backstage rec area, hands covering his eyes.

Despayre: Okay! I'll count to twenty-teen and you hide! Ready, Angel?

The camera pans down briefly to a small Ottoman stool where sits the ever-popular teddy bear, Angel, and the cheers can only increase!

Despayre: Okay! Here we go...!

Despayre then slowly begins to turn in full circles on his feet as he begins to count...

Despayre: One! Two! Three!....

Barely even ten seconds later, Mikah walks up behind Despayre with an amused look on her face. She places her hands on her hips as she tilts her head to the side, trying to decide what he was doing.

Mikah: What are you up to tonight, Despy?

Despayre: Twenty-teen! Ready or not, here I...

He lowers his hands and finds himself face-to-face with Mikah...

Despayre: AH! I mean... AH-Lo!

Despayre shifts on his feet, grasping his hands behind his back and trying to play it cool.

Despayre: Act cool, Angel!

He then turns again to Mikah with his goofiest aka most charming smile.

Despayre: Yes, fair maiden of the six-sided ring?

Mikah gives Despayre the warmest smile that has probably ever been seen on her face.

Mikah: Oh, nothing.

She gives him a smile again.

Mikah: I just saw you down here and was curious as to what you were up to....

She then grins again before wrinkling her nose.

Mikah: And I might have missed you....a little bit.

Despayre grabs his long, black hair and playfully hides his face behind it like a curtain.

Despayre: Stooop! Before you make me blush!

He drops his hands and his face remains still somewhat shielded as he rocks back and forth on the balls of his feet.

Despayre: Angel and I were just playing a game of Oogle and Floogle.

Mikah blinks, her face showing her confusion even were she used to her Despy's playful and innocent antics.

Mikah: Oogle and...?

Despayre: Floogle! Uh huh! It's a special teddy bear version of Hide n Go Seek.

Mikah: And how does it differ from the regular version?

Despayre shifts his eyes back and forth as if the answer were obvious. He shrugs his slim shoulders.

Despayre: Teddy bears play it...

But his tangled hair prevents him from seeing from his blind spot as the Troll barrels past, almost running into Mikah as he collides with the much smaller frame of Despayre, knocking the poor kid to the floor! The Troll grabs Despayre by his long hair and drags him to his feet and throws the little guy over the back of the sofa, tipping it over and sending him sprawling to the floor! The Troll then looks at Mikah, but his REAL target is right there! The Troll grabs Angel and he takes off running as fast as he can! Despayre looks HORRIFIED!

Despayre: Angel ... ANGEL!!!

Mikah is shocked for a split second before a scowl replaces the shocked look on her face and she runs after The Troll and is quick to catch up with him and tackle him to the ground.

The Troll: Let go! GET OFF ME YOU BLEACH BLONDE BIMBO!!!

The Troll struggles and manages to wrench his thick, stubby legs from Mikah's arms but her efforts did the job as she snatches Angel before the Troll can retrieve his bounty! The Troll stumbles to his feet and turns around - and his face goes pale as a ghost as another figure FLIES right over Mikah and crashes into him - wiping him out into a table set up in the hall and reducing it to splinters!

Mikah steps back with an amused look on her face and she fixes her hair a little bit and the bottoms of her ring attire. She just places her hands on her hips with a look of admiration on her face. She does not seem in any hurry to stop him or discourage Despayre from not pummeling The Troll to a pulp. If anything, she was encouraging it. And beat him to a pulp Despayre IS as he has the Troll on his back like a turtle turned upside down and he is wind milling him with lefts and rights! Despayre then jumps to his feet and tears off a piece of the broken table and he brings it down onto the Troll again and again as the idiot attempts to stop it! Despayre then turns the piece around, pointy end down, and he tries to jam its end into the Troll's forehead but the Troll shrieks like a girl and he grabs it with his own sausage-like fingers, fighting even against someone Despayre's diminutive size! The edge of the broken wood gets closer and closer when...!

Synn: Joshua! Stop!

Despayre's father Synn and the visiting Gabriel Stevens run up and end the attack! Synn grabs Despayre around the waist and lifts him off of the battered Troll, Despayre's legs kicking away as Gabriel tears the plank of broken wood from his fingers and throws it aside! Paramedics rush in as Mikah passes the teddy bear to Gabriel as Synn drags his son further away, Despayre screaming incoherently and kicking and struggling! Mikah sighs and steps OVER the broken and battered Troll, following the group to make sure HER Despy was alright...




Climax Control fades backstage to the hallway where Myra Rivers is standing by. She definitely knows that there is a tall task ahead of her, but she's definitely not feeling it nor showing it. She does have some stuff on her mind that she has to think about, but even with this, she's as calm and as poised as she can be.

Myra: Predictable. Coming into this match tonight, I more or less predicted what our opponents were going to say about me. I know that when it came to Max and I, they weren't going to say anything that we hadn't heard before and I was absolutely right. Now, I'm not going to spend all night rebuking everything that they said about me, because why give them that satisfaction? What's the point? What do I get out of it? I don't have anything to prove to them. So what if I lost in the finals last year? So what if I had my chances and hadn't capitalized them? I'm not saying that to be dismissive of my shortcomings, I'm saying 'so what' because that was all LAST YEAR. Does that determine if the same thing is going to happen tonight? Hell no! This might be Max and I's last shot in this tournament and yeah, we COULD get eliminated, but even if we do? So what? I know Jaycee felt the NEED to go on social media and try to act as if he knows more about the business than I do, trying to poke a hole in what I said coming into this thing, trying to paint this picture as if I was "cool" with the shortcomings I had, and of course, trying to create a narrative about me that isn't there. I'll just say this one tidbit. My point wasn't that I was "cool" with my shortcomings, my point was that I wasn't going to let them bother me no matter how many times anyone I come across tries to throw them in my face. It comes with the territory and nobody understands that more than I do. I OWN them. They happened. I can't change that they happened. I can only change how I deal with them and let me just say this for a damn FACT: ever since Violent Conduct? I've handled my shortcomings at this level VERY well.

Don't believe me?

Ask Jessie Salco about her little Chamber of Extreme win streak that I ended and how I could've easily caved after a shortcoming but I didn't.

Why don't you ask my sister back in Miami how instead of retiring after that second loss to Amber like MOST wrestlers would in that same situation, I managed to come ALL the way back and become better than ever. The way some people talk? They talk like I don't deserve to be a semifinalist in this tournament at all and like I've been saying... FINE. I've said it before, I'll say it again, the words and opinions of other people don't mean shit. You can tear me down as much as you want, but the big picture is what matters in the end. I hit the bottom in September and I came all the way back to be the best that I've ever been and I'm only getting better. The worst that can happen is that tonight would be little more than a bump in the road or another obstacle to overcome... and it wouldn't be a bump in the road that I have no chance to overcome either.

You two? You FELT like you NEEDED to try to tear me down. It reflects NOTHING on me, but EVERYTHING on you. Last year, I burdened myself with overcoming my past and atoning for things that I had already been forgiven for. This year? Nope. The one thing I've remembered these last six months is that I'm the one that defines myself and who I really am. Win or lose, I fight to the end and I never give up no matter how much someone like you two want to try so DESPERATELY HARD to get inside my head. It didn't work for Todd Williams and it's not going to work for you two either... even if you win. Because win or lose? This Rebellious Vixen's going to keep on fighting for what she believes in and she's going to keep pushing toward her destiny. You two are barely going to leave a scratch on me. I'm too strong to be brought down by such amateur nonsense that you both tried to throw at me. You two may not believe in me or what I stand for... but that's fine. I don't need you to. The only person that needs to believe in me is ME... and in this day and age, I'm believing in myself more than I ever have in my career.

Somewhere in my heart, I know Max and I got this tonight. Call it a gut feeling or whatever, but I've got a really good feeling that it's going to be a good night for us...

Somehow, someway, it's going to be.

I've come too far to let anyone ever break me down again...

Myra maintains that determined look on her face as she turns and exits the scene with all the confidence in the world in herself.




Cut to the backstage area where Max Burke can be found finishing up his match preparation. Max is finishing lacing up his boots. The camera catches the remnants of bruising from cupping massage therapy around the neck and shoulders. Max takes a deep breath. He tucks in his laces and spins in his seat to look directly into the camera.

Max: It's game time. Tonight is the semifinals of the Blast From The Past. It's the go home show for Blaze of Glory.Tonight, Myra Rivers and I step into the ring against the bracket busters, Levana Cade and Jaycee McDonald. You two have taken this opportunity to bust open the doors to Sin City Wrestling and introduce yourselves to the world. No doubt about it you've had an impressive couple of showings so far. You've definitely upset the proverbial apple cart just like you planned to when entering this tournament,

Max wraps his wrist with tape with the precision and technique of years of experience. He slips his knee sleeve up over his brace.

Max: Levana and Jaycee, you're loud but you've backed it up both times so far. You've talked a lot of shit comparing our competition so far. All that talk, but you couldn't get the job done last week without an asterisk next to it. Let's see how you fare this week. Bring that impressive talent into the six sided ring tonight, step up to me in the centre of that ring, and show me exactly what you can do. You're not in there with distracted Hitamashii. Tonight, you're stepping in there with me, and you are my only focus. In tonight's match, I want you to bring your best so we can see just how damn good you are. I'm upsetting your apple cart tonight, and will bring you back to reality. See you out there.

Max grabs his ring jacket, and makes his way down the hall to the entrance area.




Drew Patton stands in the ring, ready to officiate the next match of the evening.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is a Semi-Final match in the 2022 Blast From the Past Memorial tournament! The winner of this match advances to the finals at Blaze of Glory X in Los Angeles, California!

The crowd cheers!

The first beats of "POWER" by Kanye West plays through the PA. With each beat, red lights flash from the top of the stage, bouncing around the arena before finally focusing on the area of the stage between the curtains. Jaycee steps out onto the stage in his black boxing trunks. His hands are taped and down at his sides. Cheers fill the arena. The camera focuses on Jaycee and catches a wide smile grow on his face as he starts to move down the ramp.

Justin: Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois, Jaycee MacDonald!

H gets to the end of the ramp and hops up on the apron of the ring. Jaycee turns his back to the ring before wrapping his arms around the top rope and bouncing his feet on the bottom rope, flipping backwards over the top rope and into the ring. He takes a few steps towards the center of the ring and waits for his opponent to join him in the ring.

Justin: And his tag team partner...!

A short but punchy electric guitar rift hits the speakers before the pounding of drums slams through the PA system. Stealing the fans attention, driving their eyes towards the stage. The familiar notes of "Paranoia" by A Day to Remember continues to barrel through the speakers at a deafening level, meanwhile the lighting that looms over the ramp way starts to flicker ghostly whites in time with the music. Stepping out from behind the curtains, Levana Cade makes her way towards the middle of the stage before she comes to a stop. She looks out towards the fans, as the cameras pan in on her blue eyes, her glare is as cold as ice as she surveys the crowd. Reaching up she flicks the collar of her oversized leather jacket before she makes her way towards the ring.

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Las Vegas, Nevada... Levana Caaaaaaddeee.

Levana makes it to the ring, disregarding the fans' outstretched hands along the way. Approaching the steps slowly... painfully... slowly she walks up them before both her feet hit the ring apron. Walking around two sides of the six-sided ring, Levana takes her time before stepping over the middle rope. Once inside the ring Levana removes her leather jacket before carefully handing it to Justin. Rocking the back of her shoulders against the ropes, Levana waits for the match to begin, her eyes never leaving her opponent. As the lights and speaker system return to normal.

Justin: And their opponents...!

Jared James Nichols opening vocals on "Nails In The Coffin" cuts through the silence, as a fog fills the SCW entrance. A light from below reveals Max Burke.

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

As the music intensifies, Burke reaches the edge of the squared circle. He turns on his heel, and makes his way to the ring steps. Once on the ringside apron, Burke glides his finger over the top rope as he walks to the center. He turns, his head bowed. Spotlights hit him from all directions as his music reaches a crescendo. Max lifts his head and poses for the fans.

Justin: And his tag team partner...!

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

Justin: From Miami, Florida ... Myra Rivers!!

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

Adams: Oh boy! Ohboyohboy! The first Semi-Final! Tonight we find out who goes on to Blaze of Glory X!

Simone: And who goes one step closer to making history and getting a shot at World Championship gold!

It looks that the Bombshells are beginning this one as both Jaycee and Max step out to their respective corners and take hold of the tag ropes. Levana and Myra both look to their partners one last time before turning to face each other as Drew calls for the bell...

DING DING DING!

Levana and Myra come from out of their corners and they begin to circle one another, readying for the lock up. They pause and go to move in - when Levana suddenly charges forward, taking Myra completely by surprise and tackles her into the near corner! Levana bulls her right into the turnbuckles and buries her shoulder in deep, driving the wind right out of her as she drives her shoulder into her ribs and midsection once twice - a grand total of SEVEN times just as Drew reaches the count of four...! Levana breaks before Drew can reach five and a disqualification! Levana then grabs the stunned Myra by the head and forces her forehead against the top rope, grating her head along clear to the next corner!

Adams: Oo! Rope burn! That is downright a nasty thing to do!

Simone: That's Levana Cade for you! She may play it off but she knows very well what Myra brings to the table!

Adams: And what she'll have to do to counter it!

Levana then pins Myra in the very corner they end up in and she mounts the turnbuckles and begins to unload repeated fists to the popular ring veteran's temple with the SCW Universe counting along...!

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX!...

When Myra wraps her arms around Cade's legs and brings her out of the corner...!

Adams: So much for that 'seven hang up' Levana has...!

Myra goes to drop her in an inverted atomic drop but Levana lands on her feet safely! Levana charges, swinging wildly for a clothesline, but Myra ducks! Levana turns around and Myra spins about face and connects with a roundhouse kick that doubles Levana over! Myra then jumps and lands a double knee face breaker! Then, rather than tempt fate, Myra turns and quickly tags Max, bringing the men into the match!

Simone: Now, just like it was with the Bombshells, it's the rookie versus the veteran!

As Max climbs into the ring and makes for Jaycee, the high-flying MacDonald springboards into the ring and OVER the head of Burke! Jaycee then runs into the ropes and jumps onto the middle rope, then the top and catapults himself back and onto Max with a hurricanrana takedown, throwing the larger max off of his feet! Max gets right up and Jaycee grabs him by the arm, twisting his limb into an extended wrist lock! Jaycee then runs right up the corner and drops down onto the top rope, back flips back and throws the larger man over with an arm drag!

Simone: Jaycee certainly knows how to utilize his quickness to his advantage inside of the ring!

Adams: Max Burke isn't what you'd call a super-heavyweight but he IS bigger than Jaycee so Jaycee has to keep him down and off of his feet!

Now Max is caught off guard and rises to his hands and knees, but Jaycee comes baseball sliding off of the ropes and into him with a speedy and low dropkick! Then a second, and a third! Max pounds the mat, clearly upset and frustrated and Jaycee comes off a fourth time but this time max tries catching him and Jaycee goes up and over him with a sunset flip, changing tactics midair and catching him by surprise!

ONE!

TWO!

Max kicks out!

Adams: Close! First pin fall attempt of the match!

Max, clearly upset as evident on his face, stands up and Jaycee follows up with his lightning fast attack, comes off the ropes from behind and leaps for a one-handed bulldog, but Max catches him in the air and drops him in a belly-to-back suplex!

Simone: THAT certainly has brought an end to that impressive run from Jaycee!

Max turns to the downed Jaycee who holds the back of his head and he begins to lay the boots to the rookie, shaking the ring with the impact!

Adams: Hm, a bit of the old, more aggressive Max Burke showing?

Simone: Perhaps -- or perhaps he's just doing what needs to be done in order to ground Jaycee.

Max grabs him by the arm and pulls him roughly to his feet, then whollops him with a short-arm clothesline! Max pulls him back up and nails a second! Max then drags him up and sends him into the ropes and sends him flying with a high back body drop - but Jaycee lands on his feet somehow! Jaycee then jumps and tags Levana!

Simone: For a rookie, that was a well-timed plan to get out of the ring once he knew he was in trouble!

Adams: And now the Bombshells are back!

And things pick up right where they left off as Levana sweeps Myra's legs out from under her and pounces! Levana pins Myra beneath her body and she begins throwing down, sending right-handed blows into Myra's head as Myra attempts to shield herself! But then the unexpected (for Levana) happens when Myra suddenly throws Cade over and is on top, reversing their positions! Myra then shows her own aggressive side and she starts throwing lefts and rights down into Levana as Cade struggles to block and get out of this predicament!

Simone: Oh my...! I don't think Levana was expecting to see this side of Myra Rivers!

Adams: She has only herself to blame! She started this off aggressively and Myra just took up the gauntlet!

Levana finally kicks Myra off of her and both women are on their feet and they start swinging fists, trading blows to one another's heads and bodies! Levana gets the upper hand in this exchange and drives Myra back against the ropes under a furious onslaught! Levana holds her by the hair and drives knee lift after knee lift up into her exposed head before taking Myra over with a snapmare! Levana starts to stomp a mudhole down into Myra's body before dragging her back to a vertical base! Levana Irish whips her into the ropes and goes for a push up flapjack -- only for Myra to counter and turn it into a flying cross arm breaker!

Adams: Where the bloody hell did THAT come from!?

Simone: I'm certain Levana would just LOVE to know the same!

Levana kicks and struggles until her boot reaches the bottom rope, forcing the break! Myra moves in but Levana sucker punches her, staggering the vet! Levana then attempts an Irish whip into the far corner but Myra reverses it - sending Levana in and following through with a corner splash! Myra brings her out and tucks her head between her knees...

Simone: She's going for the Rebel Bomb!

And Levana knows it as she sweeps Myra's legs out from under her and falls back, sending Rivers flying with a catapult, face-first in the corner! Levana tags in Jaycee!

Adams: Smart! Levana knew she couldn't keep the advantage over Myra so she got her partner in there!

Simone: Indeed! Jaycee has handled himself incredibly well against the veteran, Max Burke!

Again, Jaycee uses the top rope as a catapult, launching himself into the ring and landing a missile dropkick on Max! Burke falls back, head over heels and Jaycee jumps over him into a bridging pin!

ONE!

TWO!

Burke gets a shoulder up!

Jaycee takes him into another extended wrist lock and runs into the ropes, jumping from the top and for a second hurricanrana - only for the more experienced Max Burke to simply DUMP him down into a power bomb! Max jackknifes Jaycee in half for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Simone: What a counter by Max Burke!

Adams: And it almost caught Jaycee by surprise! ... ALMOST!

Max has the high flyer up and he sends him CRASHING into the near corner! Jaycee staggers out and Max scoops him up an throws him over with an exploder suplex! Max then stands over his opponent and drops one ... two ... THREE elbows down into Jaycee's sternum! Max sends him into the ropes and Jaycee comes off with a baseball slide into his knee, sending Burke crumbling!

Adams: Max's bad knee! Jaycee knew about it!

Simone: The WORLD knows about it! That knee has a bulls eye right on it and Jaycee is smart to target Max's weakest point!

On his knees, Max is a prime target for Jaycee to come off the ropes with a shining wizard! The blow knocks Max to his back! Jaycee then pauses and waits, waits for Max to get to his feet. Once Burke does, Jaycee lifts him up onto his shoulders...

Simone: Are we about to see the RJB???

But Max counters, dropping down behind Jaycee and locks on the Nighty Night Sunshine sleeper! Jaycee's eyes are wide open as he realizes he is in trouble and struggles wildly to escape! Before anything further can happen, Levana is in the ring and she grabs Max by the arm and breaks the hold!

Adams: She can't do that!

Simone: Since when does Levana Cade listen to what she can and can't do!?

Levana turns to the official and is blind sided by Myra who spears her so hard that BOTH women go through the ropes and to the floor! Jaycee manages to land an Enzugari, staggering Max! Jaycee races off of the ropes and Burke swings for a clothesline but Jaycee ducks behind and counters with a crucifix! Jaycee then switches and goes for a sunset flip -- but Max immediately drops to his knees on top of MacDonald with his legs caught under his arms in a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here are your winners - advancing to the Finals at Blaze of Glory X - MAX BURKE AND MYRA RIVERS!

The crowd cheers as Myra joins Max in the ring as Drew raises their arms - while Levana screams in frustration at Jaycee who sits there on the mat, a stunned expression on his face!

Simone: And the ring experience of Max Burke comes into play as he simply outsmarted Jaycee MacDonald!

Adams: And we have the first finalists set for Blaze of Glory X!




GAUNTLET MATCH
Chloe Benton v Kat Jones v Mercedes Vargas v Lavana Cade v Crystal Zdunich v Bella Madison




Backstage, near the office of the SCW Co-Owners, things are in complete chaos as Synn and Gabriel Stevens are working themselves into a frenzy, attempting to calm Despayre down after the attempted "Angel-napping" earlier by the Troll!

Synn: Joshua! Calm down... CALM DOWN!

And as huge of a man as he was, as imposing physically as well as psychologically, Synn was having a good deal of trouble keeping his son restrained, who wanted nothing more than to break loose and finish the job he started earlier!

Despayre: He tried to STEAL Angel! He's a dirty, rotten, no good teddy bear napper!

HS: Who!?

Yes. The ruckus raised is enough so that "Hot Stuff" Mark ward himself has emerged from the office to find the chaotic aftermath and possibly lend a hand in settling this and calming down the volatile former Superstar! Gabriel looks to his former boss.

Gabriel: The Troll...

HS: Excuse me?

Gabriel: The Troll just jumped Despy and TRIED to steal Angel!

Mark closes his eyes and exhales, wondering how anyone could be so stupid as to lay a finger on that teddy bear when...

Despayre: THERE HE IS!!!

Yes, the Troll is not finished! he is actually STUPID enough to waddle up to the group, feeling the affects of Despayre attacking and defending his best friend! Bruised. A bandage on his forehead! Despayre's struggles with his ad intensify and he just BARELY breaks loose, but before he can jump the Troll again, a swift Gabriel reels him in, spins him back around and right back into Synn's restraining grasp!

The Troll: You see!? YOU SEE!? You see the type of danger your workers are reduced to when that little savage is anywhere around!?

A pompous and self righteous Troll marches right up and sticks a chubby finger in Despayre's face and ALMOST gets it nipped right off! The Troll looks at the boss man...

The Troll: He's NUTS! He attacked me backstage! He put me through a table! he tried to stab me with a piece of the table that broke off! And that bleached blonde BITCH Mikah...!

HS: What the hell does Mikah have to do with any of this!?

Synn: Apparently she tackled this fool and kept him from running off with Joshua's little friend!

The Troll: That's a lie! I'm innocent! I didn't do anyth-!

HS: Shut. UP!

The Troll almost chokes on whatever else he was going to say, his jaw flapping open and closed like a hooked fish. But he swallows hard and resumes his stance.

The Troll: I DEMAND my safety be guaranteed and this FREAK be banned...!

But the boss man Mark Ward takes a step forward and gets right in the Troll's face, causing the nuisance to back off a step.

HS: I said SHUT. UP!!!

Mark's loss of composure is enough that Despayre's struggles immediately cease and he stares wide eyed at the boss man as all eyes are on the Co-Owner of Sin City Wrestling. Mark holds his hands up, and his voice is calm but sinister.

HS: I've had it with you. I have had it up to HERE with your lies and your delusions! You walk in here, acting like you're...

He pauses just long enough to fish a tenner from out of his pocket and slaps it into Despayre's outstretched hand.

HS: Hot shit! Like you're the greatest thing to hit the ring since turnbuckle pads! You act like you're some kind of god to this business...

The Troll: I AM a god to this....

HS: Do I SOUND like I'm done!?

The Troll clamps his mouth shut and from behind him, Gabriel needles the hated Superstar by pointing at him and silently taunting him with a mocking laugh.

HS: At first I thought your constant bullshit was entertaining. Delusional, but entertaining. But the more extreme your so-called conspiracy theories got, the more annoyed I got! You start things with people you have no hope against! Tempest! Fenris! Miles Kasey! Mac Bane! Right up until now when you were STUPID enough to put a hand on that teddy bear! And yet each and every time, you TRY and play the victim card and I am SICK of it!!!

The Troll: Why are you taking HIS side!? I'm your loyal employee!

HS: And yet he brings in more money and better ratings in ONE segment than you have since you debuted! So here is what I am going to do...

Mark takes a step back and points right at the Troll.

HS: I'm making this official, right here and now. Blaze of Glory X! You...

He pivots his arm to direct everyone's attention to Despayre.

HS: Are going to face HIM! In the very first-ever Angel On A Pole match!

The Troll blanches and gapes, lost for words, as the eyes of Synn, Gabriel and Despayre are all on Hot Stuff, then slowly turn to the Troll as one. Gabriel reaches a hand up to brush his hair behind his ear, adding in a sing-song voice...

Gabriel: Someone's gonna get it....




Climax Control cuts backstage to Andrea Hernandez, the SCW Bombshells Internet Champion. She definitely looks like she's amused more than anything as she sits behind a computer desk with a small stack of flashcards in front of her. After absorbing the typical boos that she endures, she begins to express her thoughts.

Andrea: HELLO, and welcome to the second edition of "YOUR OPINION IS WRONG". I am Andrea Hernandez, the SCW Bombshells Internet Champion and YOUR president of the Internet who has successfully managed to navigate her way through three elections so far. So, for those of you that don't remember how this works, I showcase three opinions that I have heard from the last week that are absolutely atrocious and stupid and I am going to TELL YOU why you're WRONG! So, let's cut right to the chase. Here's the first STUPID opinion...

Andrea reveals the top flashcard which has "THERE IS NO WAY YOU AND EVIE WILL EVER GET ALONG" written on it.

Andrea: Evie and I are going to implode and there is no way we'll get along. Right, that's what you WANT to think, but that couldn't be further from the truth. You IDIOTS out there act as if I'm SO toxic and that there is NO WAY I'll be able to work with ANYONE on this roster much less someone I have a negative history with. I know it did not happen in SCW or anything, but I HAVE been a tag team champion before! Way back during the GCW days, I was a tag team champion with SCU's Chelsea LeClair and... TRUST ME, that IS a tall order. I couldn't stand her sometimes. You do remember that Myra Rivers was my mentor, right? We never got along. She abused me. Even then, I still managed to come out of it as her most successful protege EVER! I CAN work with people that I am not fond of to achieve a greater goal in the end. I mean come on... you're talking to the same woman that had the bravery to pretend to be Crystal Hilton's friend for an eternity a couple of years back... and speaking of which...

Andrea pauses as she shows the next flashcard from her deck. This one reads "YOU ARE DUCKING ROXI".

Andrea: I think we know why this is WRONG, right? You see, I don't mind facing her or anything but the fact of the matter is, when she just blurted out that she wanted to face me during a time when she was on hormones after her draw to Myra Rivers a few months back, I knew she was wanting to goad me into a fight so she can fulfill her shattered, bruised ego. I was doing this company a FAVOR by NOT feeding into her ego. Because lord knows at the time, NOBODY could stand her or her constant repetitive speeches of "ME WANT TITLE MATCH" and "I'M NOT SATISFIED UNTIL I HAVE THE WORLD TITLE" and "SCW IS MY HOUSE". I mean SERIOUSLY, she was NOT in the right headspace. I was doing HER a favor in fact. Of course, this OPINION is RIDICULOUS when you consider where that opinion comes from... and who I am about to discuss next...

Andrea rips up the flashcard and then reveals the last one that she's going to discuss today, one that reads "YOU'RE NOT BEING THE BIGGER PERSON! YOU'RE AFRAID OF CRYSTAL HUMILIATING YOU AGAIN! Andrea immediately puts that flashcard through the shredder before she continues.

Andrea: Crystal really wants that Perez Hilton internship, doesn't she? Hmm, I wonder if they're related. ANYWAY, what you ALL forget is that the bitch did EVERYTHING she could to force her way into MY life... UGH, I can't BELIEVE I have to rehash this shit again. It makes me SICK! I never wanted her in my life or my career but NO, she had to force her way into it. It wasn't just about being the bigger person two High Stakes ago, it was about moving on from someone I never wanted in my life to begin with and even though she WON at that event, THERE SHE GOES AGAIN trying to force her way into my life... AGAIN... with that STUPID LIST! Of course! Run up the score! What, you think you're going to end my winning streak? NOPE! Tonight? It'll be my 17th straight win in SCW and my 18TH straight win overall! And spoiler alert... Blaze of Glory will be 19 when Seleana falls to me again. Seleana, this is your LAST CHANCE to build momentum for Blaze of Glory and to PROVE that you deserve to have your title shot. Evie wants your blood, I want your blood... it's NOT going to be a good night for you! Evie and I... yeah... checkered history... but as far as I'm concerned, that doesn't mean SHIT! What DOES mean shit is that I'm going to have ALL the momentum going into Blaze of Glory where I WILL... yet again... REMAIN the SCW Bombshells Internet Champion!

This has been "Your Opinion is WRONG!"

STILL Undefeated!

And I approve this message!

Andrea scoffs before she stands up and leaves her desk. The boos ring loud and clear as the scene fades out.




Mikah is seen backstage in one of the hallways of the arena. She is in her ring attire and is seen looking at a hallway, with a bottle of water in one of her hands. She glances around before grabbing a sharpie and writing on one of the posters she is looking at. The camera zooms in a little bit to see that it was a poster of the next supercard and Mikah has written 14 days on it.

Mikah: There. That's better.

She tilts her head a little bit to study the poster before smirking to herself.

Mikah: Two more matches until I get what I want.

There was nobody else that she could see around her, so of course she was talking to herself.

Mikah: And I always get what I want..

Kris: Well that makes one of us....

His voice startles her and she spins around defensively. The headliner of last year's hall of fame class raises his hands defensively.

Kris: I didn't mean to scare you.

There are flakes of things all over his orange Reckless Elite shirt that he notices and starts to brush away. Upon further examination they look like wooden splinters.

Kris: ...I am running out of tables to flip over back here. Is your match over yet?

She smiles at him before hugging him and kissing his cheek.

Mikah: You're always unintentionally scaring me.

She just shrugs her shoulders before looking at him, studying his shirt and she reaches up and brushes one of the pieces away.

Mikah: Not yet. And I fully expect to win tonight...

She looks at him.

Mikah: Are...you okay?

He shrugs.

Kris: Just bored mostly.

There had not been much of anything for Kris to get excited about since coming back. Other than the crazy lady's son being so bold as to call him out.

Kris: ...and now you're probably making the finals and I will be at the supercard as a spectator.

She gives him an apologetic look as she looks up into his eyes.

Mikah: I'm sorry...

She reaches up and ruffles his hair up, messing it up a little bit.

Mikah: But it's only two more matches?

She smirks at him, winking at him.

Mikah: And then it's just me and you....I promise.

She leans up and kisses him.

Mikah: And we can be the team we were always meant to be.

He shrugs that away as well.

Kris: I want you to win this thing. I don't want to sound like I am not being supportive. I could have joined. I chose not to.

He forces a smile to his face as he finds the silver lining.

Kris: I have enjoyed just getting to be a fan of yours though. I get to kick back and watch while you do all the work.

She smiles at him before looking around and then once again leaning up and kissing him once more.

Mikah: I know you're supportive. And honestly?

She presses her lips together for a moment.

Mikah: I am thankful that this tournament is delaying our future match with the Resident Nutjob and her son.

She gives him a smirk and scrunches her nose a little bit.

Mikah: And I do miss teaming with you.

She moves a little bit, adjusting her bottoms a bit.

Mikah: You are my favorite adult human being. And my favorite tag team partner.

He shakes his head.

Kris: You can't be saying things like that out loud when you have to go out there and team with someone else. I will be around when it is over.

Mikah gives him a look.

Mikah: I can say whatever I want.

She smirks a little bit.

Mikah: I'm Mark Ward's favorite.

She then looks at him.

Mikah: And Bane knows that I respect him as a partner but he also knows that he's not you. It's not like I came back to SCW for him...

She gives him a pointed look.

Mikah: I came back for you and to be with you.

He gives her a wink.

Kris: We'll get back to that after you win this and beat Amber.

She makes a face at the thought but opts not to comment on it.

Mikah: We can talk about that later....in Hawaii.

She winks at him before leaning up and kissing his cheek.

Mikah: Gotta go. My match is coming up...I'll find you afterwards. I promise.

She winks at him before walking off in a certain direction to meet with Bane.




ANGEL ON A POLE MATCH
Despayre v The Troll




Simone: Seleana Zdunich is set to challenge Andrea Hernandez for the Bombshell Internet Championship but last week it was announced that Andrea and Seleana would face off in a tag team match at the Go Home Show, Seleana's partner will be her estranged wife Christina Rose and Andrea had to find her own partner, it didn't take long for that issue to be solved as Andrea will team up with Evie Jordan to take on Christina and Seleana and that match is next!

Adams: The old phrase "the enemy of my enemy is my friend" has often proved true in our sport but let's be clear here, Andrea hates most Bombshells but she and Evie have hated each other for years! How they were able to find common ground and agree to team up against the Zdunichs will likely be a riddle for the ages.

Simone: One way to find out if these teams can co-exist, let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match!

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.

Justin: Introducing first, from Halmstad, Sweden, Seleana Zdunich!

Simone: Seleana has been a persistent title chaser but it has been a couple of years since her last reign!

Adams: Her last attempt to win a title was when she challenged Krystal Wolfe for the Roulette Title twice during the High Stakes XI cycle but she could shock the world at Blaze of Glory X

Justin: And her partner!

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.

Justin: From Los Angeles, California, Crystal Zdunich!

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.

Simone: Christina looks ready to team up with her wife tonight but their relationship has been a rocky one.

Adams: Can Seleana and Crystal co-exist?

Justin: And their opponents!

"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.

Justin: From Sedona, Arizona, she is the reigning Bombshell Internet Champion Andrea Hernandez!

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: Andrea has been feeling confident heading into her defence against Seleana but that changed when this tag team match was announced!

Adams: Has it though? Andrea hasn't exactly been shy about pointing out Seleana's string of losses!

The cameras whirl back around and focus on the top of stage before the lights cut off leaving the arena in darkness. The creepy and spine tickling sounds of an electric guitar come to life over the personal address system followed by a deep heavy drum beat. As "Anthem of the Year 2000" by SilverChair hits, the stage area dimly lights up glowing red. The lights continue to gradually get brighter to expose Evie Jordan standing in the middle of the runway with her back to the crowd.

Justin: And her partner! Making her way to the ring from Victor Harbour, South Australia... Evieeee Jordan.

Evie turns around slowly and keeps her hoodie over her head before she makes her way down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans as her focus is on the ring in front of her. She slowly walks up the steal steps before stepping into the ring while the lighting gradually returns to normal. Evie walks around the ring pulling on the ropes getting ready for her match while her song slowly dies down to nothing.

Simone: Evie surprised everyone when she returned and she had some harsh words for fellow Go Gym Graduate and South Australian wrestler Krystal Wolfe.

Adams: Whilst I'd love to see a match between Wolfe and Jordan, Evie needs to focus on her tag match with Andrea against Seleana and Crystal!

Dawn goes over the rules with both teams before telling them to decide who to start, Andrea volunteers to start for her team and once she sees this Seleana tells Crystal to let her start the match and she agrees prompting Dawn to call for the bell.

Simone: We are starting this match with a preview for Andrea and Seleana's title match at Blaze of Glory X!

Adams: Evie and Crystal don't seem to mind so why not?

DING DING DING!

Once the bell rings Andrea tries for a cheap shot by way of a running clothesline but Seleana ducks under the attempt before spinning the champion around and firing off rights and lefts to Andrea's face rocking the Bombshell Internet Champion for a second before Andrea starts to fight back and a brawl ensues between the two women, Crystal cheers on Seleana from the apron whilst Evie shouts words of encouragement at Andrea.

Simone: I don't think Andrea was expecting this much of a fight from Seleana.

Adams: I think the same can be said of Evie, Crystal on the other hand is cheering on her wife as much as she can.

After a few minutes Seleana ducks under a wild right hand from Andrea before hopping to the top rope and executing a picture perfect Hurricanrana! Seleana holds on for the first pin of the match!

ONE!

TWO!

And Andrea reverses it into a pin-attempt of her own.

ONE!

TWO!

And Seleana kicks out, both women get to their feet and get into a collar and elbow tie up in the Zdunich's corner where Crystal uses the opportunity to tag herself in and comes into the ring with a sunset flip which Andrea rolls through only to get hit with a shining wizard! There's a bit of confusion with Seleana but Dawn makes it clear to the Swedish Bombshell hat she saw Crystal's tag and that it was a legal tag.

Simone: Seleana might not be happy about it, but that tag to Crystal will be a good way for her to recharge her batteries.

Adams: Something that Andrea and Evie should be thinking about if we're being honest!

Seleana heads out onto the apron as Crystal finally goes for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Andrea kicks out! Both women get back to their feet and Andrea gets the first move in via a kick to Crystal's stomach followed by a Float-Over DDT! Crystal rolls to the outside to try to halt the momentum of Andrea but the Bombshell Internet Champion grins as she measures Crystal up for a Suicide Dive and as soon as Crystal looks up Andrea charges and nails Crystal with a Somersault Suicide Dive!

Simone: Love her or, as most people do, hate her, you can't deny that Andrea's an amazing athlete.

Adams: As breath taking as the move was, Evie's heading over to Andrea, probably to tell the younger Bombshell to get Crystal back into the ring before Seleana gets any ideas!

That does seem to be the case as Evie is motioning to Crystal as she is talking to Andrea, however Seleana sees an opportunity to do some damage herself and hops into the ring before hitting a running Suicide Dive onto the two Bombshells! The crowd cheers in response as Seleana helps Crystal back to her feet and the couple share a high five and a hug on the outside, unfortunately for them Seleana and Crystal spend too long celebrating as Andrea and Evie are quick on the attack as soon as they have recovered with Andrea sending her Blaze of Glory X challenger into the ring steps and Evie driving Crystal spine first against the barricade twice before rolling her back into the ring.

Simone: Crystal and Seleana's premature celebration might have cost them here.

Adams: Andrea's back in the ring and has tagged in Evie, this is bad news for Crystal because Seleana is still recovering on the outside.

Crystal is still on her stomach clearly favouring her back when Evie is tagged in and the Australian Bombshell takes full advantage of this hitting the former World Bombshell Champion with an elbow drop to Crystal's back before she picks Crystal up and hits her with a backbreaker for good measure! Evie then goes for the pin right as Seleana is finally returning to her team's corner and makes sure to taunt Seleana over this.

ONE!

TWO!

And Crystal kicks out! Evie picks up Crystal and throws her into a neutral corner where Evie charges in and hits Crystal with a corner spear knocking the wind right out of Crystal before following that up with a Northern Lights Suplex! Evie doesn't go for a pin however instead dragging Crystal over to her team's corner and tagging in Andrea before picking up Crystal and allowing the two Bombshells to hit her with a Double Suplex!

Simone: Crystal is in a lot of trouble thanks to the combined efforts of Evie and Andrea! If the Bombshell Tag Division was still a thing I'd recommend that those two go after the titles!

Adams: Why not? They make for an effective team despite the fact that this is their first time teaming up together! And that's bad news for Crystal and Seleana!

Andrea and Evie take a moment to discuss strategy but they spend a bit too long doing that as Crystal is using the opportunity to crawl over to her team's corner to try to tag in Seleana, Evie spots this and alerts Andrea who quickly sprints across the ring before sending Seleana flying off the apron with a forearm! Andrea takes a moment to taunt Seleana about their title match but this gives Crystal a chance to roll up Andrea!

ONE!

TWO!

And Andrea kicks out! Crystal seems to have new life breathed into her by watching her wife get sent flying off the apron as she gets back to her feet and goes for a running move of some kind, we never find out what that move is as Evie nails her in the lower back with a kick whilst Dawn was too busy checking on Seleana to notice! By the time Dawn turns back around she sees Andrea nailing Crystal with a Snap Suplex before floating over for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Crystal kicks out! Seleana has returned to the apron at this point and it's clear to everyone involved that Seleana needs to be tagged in for her team to even have the chance of winning, and Evie and Andrea realize this faster than everyone as Andrea locks Crystal in an Abdominal Stretch.

Simone: If Crystal's back and stomach weren't hurting before, they are now thanks to Andrea's submission hold!

Adams: Evie couldn't be happier about that! Seleana? Not so much!

Seleana and Evie cheer on their partners for (obviously) different reasons as Andrea cranks up the pressure on Crystal and Dawn gets into position to ask Crystal if she wants to submit! Crystal is adamant in her refusal so Evie stretches out her hand to Andrea! Once Andrea gets the idea she grabs onto Evie's hand with her free hand causing even more pain for Crystal! Seleana sees this and tries to alert Dawn by getting into the ring but all that does is open Andrea and Evie up for even mote blatant cheating as Evie gets in the ring and starts kicking away at Christina's outstretched stomach!

Simone: If there was ever a time for SCW to invest in instant replay, this would be it because there's no way that kind of double teaming on Crystal by Andrea and Evie is legal!

Adams: If I wanted to see two chicks double team another chick, I'd go to a certain website where they do it without clothes and lots of kissing!

Simone: Been a while since I've said this but KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!

However, Evie and Andrea go a little too overboard with their blatant cheating and get caught in the act by Dawn who orders Evie to return to the apron or risk disqualification, Crystal uses the opportunity to break free of Andrea's submission hold and takes her down with a standing dropkick but it's clear that the veteran Bombshell needs to tag in Seleana! Evie for her part drags Andrea to their corner and tags herself in before grabbing hold of Crystal's leg to try to stop Crystal from getting the tag, all she gets for her troubles though is an enziguri to the back of the head before Crystal makes a leaping tag to Seleana!

Simone: And Seleana is back in the match!

Adams: And she looks ready to throw down with Evie and Andrea after everything they've just done to Crystal!

Seleana enters the ring and Evie tries to halt her momentum before it can get started but that gets reversed into a hip toss and a dropkick by Seleana! Andrea re-enters the ring to try to pick up where Evie left off but gets taken down with a clothesline! Andrea and Evie roll out onto the outside to regroup and Crystal, looking to get some payback on the villainous duo, gets back into the ring and nods at Seleana, the Swedish Bombshell quickly gets the idea as they hit their opponents with stereo suicide dives, Seleana on Andrea and Crystal on Evie!

Simone: The tides have certainly turned on Andrea and Evie!

Adams: This is exactly what they wanted to avoid by stopping Crystal from tagging in Seleana!

Seleana and Crystal team up to roll Evie back into the ring and Crystal assures Seleana that she has Andrea well at hand before the Blonde Bombshell follows Evie back into the ring and goes for a pin on the Aussie.

ONE!

TWO!

And Evie gets the shoulder up! Seleana is the first to get to her feet and she heads to the top rope clearly trying for a 450 splash! However, Evie gets the knees up knocking the wind out of Seleana and allowing the Aussie to roll her up.

ONE!

TWO!

And Seleana kicks out! Meanwhile on the outside Crystal takes her eyes off Andrea for a second and it costs her as Crystal gets knocked loopy with a running Busaiku Knee to the face, courtesy of Andrea! Back in the ring Seleana goes for a running Hurricanrana but it gets countered into a Powerbomb by Evie who rolls Seleana to her feet and hits her with a Drive By Kick! Andrea sees this and immediately heads to the top rope before hitting Seleana with a Pheonix Splash!

Simone: Svetlana and Rise of the Pheonix! Andrea and Evie have hit their finishers on Seleana!

Adams: Christina's still out from the knee-strike! Stick a fork in Seleana, she's done!

Evie goes for the pin as she's the legal person and Andrea poses behind her.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here are your winners, Andrea Hernandez and Evie Jordan!

Simone: Despite the fact that this was their first time teaming, Andrea and Evie pick up the important win!

Adams: What a match!

Andrea waits for Evie to get off Seleana before going for her own pin and insists that Dawn counts it.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

There is no bell ringing as the match is already over but the message couldn't be clearer as Andrea mouths to the camera: "my title isn't going anywhere" before celebrating with Evie, Crystal realizes what just happened and retrieves Seleana from the ring to help her to the back.




GAUNTLET MATCH
Agostino Romano v Miles "Milo" Kasey v Supreme Machine v Finn Whelan v Goth v Jaycee MacDonald




Keira is seen in the back as she just sits on a chair. It was the same one she used last week as she says

Keira: Last week, I tried to cripple Diamond. I still mean to cripple her, but SCW security won't let me.

Keira gives a smirk as she says

Keira: Fine. Cause come Blaze Of Glory, I don't have to have security stop me from what I'm going to do. Think of it this way, Diamond. They're not protecting me from you. They're protecting you...from me. Tick tock...

The scene fades on that




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 325 where we see French Bombshell and Go Gym Graduate Adrienne Beaufort walking down the hallway alongside her manager Katie.

Adrienne: So, are you going to say it?

Katie: Say what?

Adrienne: That I should've just kept my mouth shut on Twitter two weeks ago?

Katie shakes her head.

Katie: Could you have worded that better? Yeah but you still got booked! Even if you are now terrified of Masque!

Adrienne: NO, I'M NOT!

Katie: Adrienne, you refused to attend me and Caleb's last bad movie night because the film was Son of the Mask.

Adrienne: Oui, and that movie is terrible! It's not even worth riffing on!

Katie goes to counter Adrienne's statement but stops.

Katie: Okay yeah, I'll grant you that, Caleb fell asleep halfway through and I had to stop it before I fell asleep! About the only person who was still awake was Lemmy but even he lost interest after a while.

Adrienne: He's a Labrador, I'm surprised Lemmy lasted that long!

Katie: Another good point! But you still refused to watch the original Mask.

Adrienne: Who the hell considers the original Mask a bad movie?

Katie: We don't, that's on our regular movie night!

This time it's Adrienne who can't find the words to counter Katie's statement.

Adrienne: That doesn't prove anything!

Katie: You ran across the street from a costume store because there were masks in the window.

Adrienne: There was a cute stray dog across the street from the costume store, remember? We got him to the ASPCA?

Katie: Okay, yeah, that's another good point!

Adrienne: Besides, who gets terrified of a wrestler after one match against them?

Katie: My husband.

Adrienne: Aside from Caleb!

Katie: You?

Adrienne: But I just said that I wasn't terrified of Tem.......I mean Masque!

Katie: Let's just move on, we're going to be arguing all night otherwise!

Adrienne nods as the two women walk off and the scene fades.




Mikah is seen walking backstage through the hallways, dressed in her orange ring attire that was outlined with turquoise. She stops for a moment and bends over to fix one of the legging boot covers before standing back up as she spots her Blast From the Past tag team partner down the hallway. She gives a small look of annoyance before walking over to him.

Mikah: You know, it's your fault that I'm still freaking frozen..

She gives him a pointed look.

Mikah: To practically death.

Mac looks at her with barely contained amusement. He reaches out and touches her arm.

Mac: Feels normal to me, I am sorry you didn't like the temperature, but it's March, Mikah. It's Colorado.

Bane visibly braced himself after saying it, perhaps he realized that was a mistake. Mikah scowls a little bit before crossing her arms over her chest.

Mikah: You know where it's not fucking freezing all the time?

She clearly didn't care that she was being unreasonable or dramatic.

Mikah: Hawaii. I'd say California, but it's definitely not as warm as Hawaii.

She then pauses.

Mikah: Even Florida would have been better with all the crazies!

Mac barks a laugh at the mention of Florida.

Mac: Agreed and like I told you the other day, we'll train in your favorite place on earth. I've already got my flight booked. Hopefully that will help you warm up and maybe forgive me for the mistake of asking you to go to Colorado. I hate Florida by the way, those people must all be on crack.

She gives him a look, not sure if she quite believed him or not.

Mikah: You better.

She then lets her arms relax, removing them from being crossed over her chest.

Mikah: I don't plan on leaving Hawaii until the Saturday before the next show.

She smirks a little bit.

Mikah: You know after we advance to the finals tonight....

Mac returns the smirk.

Mac: Well then partner, shall we go kick some ass?! I certainly wouldn't want you to have to go home disappointed.

She smirks a little bit.

Mikah: As if there was any other option.




Simone: It's time for the second semi-final match of this year's Blast from the Past Tournament! Candy and Goth might be an unlikely pairing but they have been impressive! However, they might have met their match as they take on the dominant team of Mikah and Mac Bane!

Adams: As Belinda said, Mikah and Mac have been dominant but this year's tournament has been full of surprises, will we see another one tonight?

Simone: One way to find out, let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following is a Semi-Final Match in this year's Blast from the Past Tournament!

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

Justin: Introducing team number one, first from Malibu Beach, California, CANDY!

Simone: Candy has never failed to make it past the opening round of the tournament but will this be her year? Will she make it to the finals?

Adams: That's a good question Belinda because Candy and Goth are facing stiff competition!

The arena goes dark when we hear drums echoing through the arena along with some monk chants, this continues for a while as the letters emerges on the Titan Tron that eventually reads the name Goth when suddenly a loud guitar riff explodes. Fireworks erupts as we see the legendary Goth walk to the ring with a concentrated look on his face, accepting some extended hands from the fans as his gaze does not leave his opponent (when his opponent is in the ring, if not he is focused upon the official). He stands at the ring apron, slowly crawling underneath the bottom rope until rising to his feet. He stands in the corner as he awaits Justin Descent's announcement.

Justin: And her partner! Currently in the ring!! standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 239 pounds!! Hailing from New York City, New York!!! Goth!!!!

Simone: Goth and Candy couldn't be more different if they tried but they are an effective team!

Adams: Same can be said of their opponents though!

Justin: And their opponents!

The arena fades to black before a mash up of Shakin Hands by Nickelback, Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo, and Bad Bitch by Bebe Rexha feat. Ty $sign begins to play. The song plays a for about ten seconds before the lights start to flash and Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.

Justin: First, from New York City, New York, MIKAH!

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

Simone: Mikah has been a thorn in Mark Ward's side for years but now she's got herself a dominant partner in Blast from the Past.

Adams: Many are looking at this team as the ones to win the tournament and for good reason!

The opening guitar riffs of "The Enemy" by Godsmack plays as the big man makes his way out. By his side is his manager, "Chronic" Chris Page. The crowd is on them from the first sounds. The booing is almost thunderous. He laughs as they makes their way towards the ramp.

Justin: And her partner, from Port Arthur, Texas, weighing in at 280ibs, he is the World Heavyweight Champion, Mac Bane!

They only get louder as the pair make their way towards the ring, they walk slowly, jawing with the occasional fan who's decided he's a tough guy. Mac simply laughs and continues down towards the ring.

Simone: Mac and Mikah advanced last week after they eliminated the reigning Blast from the Past Champion Mark Cross and Kat Jones defending his title and ensuring that there will be a new champion this year!

Adams: And we might be looking at the man who will be the first male champion to win the tournament!

Finally, they reach the ring steps and make their way into the ring.

Mac approaches the centre of the ring and raises both arms into the air. Then extending the middle fingers on both hands he laughs as the boos reaches a crescendo, Jacob goes over the rules with both teams before telling them to decide on who's starting the match and after some deliberation the men opt to start the match as Candy and Mikah step out onto the apron and Jacob calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: Two teams fighting for the final spot in the finals, who will advance?

Adams: This will be a hell of a match regardless!

Once the bell rings Goth and Mac size each other up before the two men start trading punches in the middle of the ring while Candy and Mikah watch on from their respective corners, after a few minutes Mac tries to end the match early with the Fade Away Headlock Driver but Goth gets out of it by shoving Mac to the ropes and when Mac rebounds Goth kicks the champion in the stomach before going for the Chaos ADDDT but Mac counters that into a Spinebuster.

Simone: Both men tried to go for their respective finishers in the early going but they showed that Goth and Mac have scouted each other excellently.

Adams: Candy and Mikah are probably relieved by that considering that they wouldn't have seen action otherwise.

Mac wastes little time in going for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Goth kicks out! As Candy and Mikah cheer on their respective partners the crowd cheers as a familiar face appears in the crowd.

Simone: It didn't take long for Alicia Lukas to show up and considering her recent beef with Candy, I'm surprised she didn't show up earlier.

Adams: Neither team have noticed Alicia yet, probably because she's being a lot more subtle about her appearance at ringside than Krystal was last week!

The two teams pay the crowd no mind (and in Candy and Goth's cases, they think the crowd is cheering them on) but back inside the ring Mac picks up Goth and spins him around before trying for a Back Suplex, however Goth flips out the back of the move and hits Mac with an Atomic Drop before grabbing Mac's neck and locking in a Dragon Sleeper! Jacob quickly gets into position to ask Mac if he wants to quit but the champ refuses.

Simone: Goth has that Dragon Sleeper in tight, it's a tough move to get out of from a standing position because Mac can't reach for the ring ropes.

Adams: Candy is liking what she is seeing, Mikah? Less so!

Mikah is indeed clearly getting worried about her partner and Candy goes back and forth across the ring apron trying to rally the fans behind Goth! However it's on the return trip to her corner that Candy finally spots Alicia in the crowd and turns her attention to her yelling at the Blonde Bombshell to stay out of her match, back in the ring Goth has realized that his dragon sleeper isn't nearly as effective as he was hoping it would be so he turns it into a lifting Reverse DDT before going for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Mac kicks out! As Goth rolls off Mac he spots Candy yelling at Alicia at ringside and goes over to investigate.

Simone: Now Alicia has the attention of both Candy and Goth!

Adams: She won't have their attention for long, both Candy and Goth are veterans and Goth in particular has well over a decade of experience!

Goth tells Candy to focus on the match instead of their uninvited spectator and Candy nods in response before Mac spins Goth around and starts firing off some stiff punches and kicks to Goth dazing the Dutch wrestler before he whips Goth off the ropes and catches him with a big boot on the rebound! Candy continues to cheer on Goth from ringside as Mac goes for a cover on the wrestling veteran.

ONE!

TWO!

And Goth kicks out! Chris Page cheers on his client from the ringside area telling Mac to stay on Goth.

Simone: With Alicia at ringside, I almost forgot about Chris Page's appearance at ringside.

Adams: Difference is, he's Mac's manager and is supposed to be in the corner of Mac and Mikah, Alicia is about as likely to manage Candy as Goth is to watch My Little Pony: Friendship is Magic!

Mac gives Jacob a dirty look thinking that the pin-fall was slow but Jacob doesn't even get a chance to tell him to continue the match before Goth catches him with a Small Package.

ONE!

TWO!

And Mac kicks out! Both men get back to their feet and back up to their corners to recuperate, Candy cheers on Goth and he instinctively gives her a high five in response, however as Candy was holding the ring rope at the time that counts as a tag.

Simone: Whether Goth meant to tag in Candy or not is irrelevant, she is now the legal person in this match!

Adams: Which means that Mac has to tag in Mikah!

Mac makes it clear that he is not happy about this but he tags in Mikah and lets her enter the ring before he steps over the top rope and onto the apron! Goth exits out onto the apron and the two women come to blows in the middle of the ring, the crowd is eating it up until Mikah catches an errand kick from Candy and hits a step up enziguri before she follows that up with a Dragon Screw and a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Candy kicks out!

Simone: Mikah's technical prowess showed itself there.

Adams: Against a high flyer like Candy that's the best thing she can do!

Not to be deterred Mikah grabs Candy's legs again and locks in an Indian Death Lock hoping to get the submission win or at least slow down Candy's attempts at high flying! Jacob gets into position to ask Candy if she wants to submit but Candy refuses instead opting to start crawling her way over to the ring ropes, at this point Mac drops off the apron and pulls the ring rope that Candy was reaching for away from her but thankfully for Candy Goth spots this and points this out to Jacob who tells off Mac after he lets go off the ring rope.

Simone: Why is Mac trying to mess with Candy? He's not in the match anymore?

Adams: He was clearly unhappy with how he was forced to tag in Mikah thanks to Goth's accidental tag!

Goth and Mac exchange some heated words but this doesn't stop Candy from reaching the ring rope and forcing Mikah to break the Indian Death lock! Mikah shakes her head as she lets go of the submission hold before she drags Candy to the middle of the ring to try for another move but Candy counters it as Mikah is picking her up as Candy gets behind Mikah and executes a Victory Roll pin attempt and Jacob counts the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Mikah gets the shoulder up! Both women get back to their feet and Candy, despite a visible limp from the Indian Death Lock, makes the first move executing a Hurricanrana but her legs are too damaged to allow Candy to hold on for a pin so she instead waits for Mikah to get back to her feet and then hits Mikah with a Fisherman's Suplex! This time Candy is able to hold on for a pin as Jacob goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Mac inadvertently breaks it up as he steps over the top rope and into the ring in full view of Jacob, Goth has seen enough as he gets into the ring and starts brawling with Mac again the brawl taking both men to the outside after a few minutes whilst the two women recover.

Simone: Things have broken down between Mac and Goth and right now, Mikah and Candy may as well be fighting in singles competition!

Adams: With two huge men duking it out at ringside!

Candy and Mikah share a look clearly unsure of what to do about the brawl between their partners at ringside but ultimately decide to leave that mess to Jacob to clean up as they start exchanging blows of their own, after a few minutes Candy's wild right hand is ducked by Mikah who executes a Tiger Suplex! Mikah goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Candy kicks out! Mikah picks Candy up but Candy breaks free of Mikah's grip before hitting Mikah with the Death by Chocolate!

Simone: DEATH BY CHOCOLATE! And Candy's heading up top, possibly for the Gumdrop!

Adams: Jacob's trying to break up the brawl at ringside, he isn't seeing what's happening behind him!

Candy steadies herself as she prepares to take flight but whilst Jacob's back is turned Alicia jumps the barricade and hops onto the apron before grabbing Candy's leg, Candy turns around only to get an eyeful of Glitter! Candy falls inside the ring clutching at her eyes in pain as Alicia enters the ring.

Simone: Candy just got a taste of her own medicine but I don't think Alicia's done!

Adams: Turn around Jacob! Alicia's giving you a thousand reasons to disqualify Mac and Mikah!

Alicia yanks Candy to her feet only to drop her with the Georgia Drop for good measure! Candy is out like a light and Alicia leaves the ring leaving Mikah to lock in the Cupid's Chokehold on Candy just as Jacob is turning around, however Jacob quickly realizes that Candy is out cold and calls for the bell rather than wait for Candy to tap.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, Candy is unable to continue, therefore the winners and advancing to the final round, Mikah and the World Heavyweight Champion Mac Bane!

Simone: I can't believe this! This is the second year in a row where a Blast from the Past Semi-Final has ended due to outside interference!

Adams: One things for sure, the bosses won't be happy with Alicia!

Mac and Goth stop their brawl once they realize that the match is over and once Mikah lets go off the Cupid's Chokehold she joins Mac at ringside to celebrate their win! However, Alicia slides into the ring before Goth even realizes what's happening and drops Candy with a second Georgia Drop!

Simone: Oh, come on! Wasn't the first one enough?!

Adams: Apparently not!

Fortunately for Candy Goth and Jacob roll into the ring and get Alicia to back off before she can do anymore damage! Alicia heads to the back whilst Goth and Candy's husband Marcus Cage help Candy to the back.




2022 BLAST FROM THE PAST FINALS
World Heavyweight Chamionship On The Line!

Mac Bane (c) and Mikah v Max Burke and Myra Rivers




Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen standing watching the monitors behind some of the techs when she is approached by Pussy Willow who excitedly hold up a microphone as she turns to a cameraman.

Pussy Willow: This is Pussy Willow and I am here with bombshell Sam...

Sam Marlowe: Former.

Pussy Willow: Former...what do you mean former? You just participated in the Blast from the Past tournament and only lost last week. Are you retiring over one little loss Sam?

Sam Marlowe: Heck no Pussy. I said former because with that loss last week, my contract expired and I haven't been approached by management to renew it.

Pussy Willow: You mean Christian and Mark Ward haven't got you resigned yet? They better get here and get you signed back up as soon as possible if you ask me.

Voice: Way ahead of you Ms Willow.

Mark Ward and Christian Underwood appear to flank the pair. Christian offers a smirk and Mark Ward offer a smile

Christian Underwood: We realized that your contract did expire Samantha; however, we were not able to invite you to sit with us and negotiate your new contract.

Mark Ward: Yes Sam, we are ready to resign you and we want to sit down and make sure that the contract is to your liking.

Sam Marlowe: That sounds great. I have hired someone to negotiate for me.

Christian Underwood: We suspected that considering that you are such good friends with Ben Jordan so we also got someone to negotiate for us.

Christian motions to the side where a smiling Despayre walks into view before his smile is replaced with a serious look as he pushes up the dark rimmed glasses that have perched on the tip of his nose.

Mark Ward: Bloody hell. I have seen his negotiating skills and I am worried what he just might try to get in that contract considering what he managed to get Ben Jordan.

Christian Underwood: You worry too much Mark, besides, he is on our side this time. So Samantha, are you ready to negotiate?

Sam Marlowe: My agent isn't here yet...but as soon as he arrives, I am more than ready to talk.

Pussy Willow: Who did you get to represent you Sam?

Despayre: Yes, I am ready to negotiate hard this time.

Sam Marlowe: Here he is now...

All four people turn to see Angel in a business suit, briefcase in hand and a pair of silvery sunglasses on his nose. Mark Ward starts to shake his head as Christian looks on in utter surprise. Despayre moves forward to stand facing Angel.

Despayre: Oh that is dirty pool! When did you find the only agent that could best me and sign him?

Sam Marlowe: I asked Ben and he suggested I hire you but you weren't available when I called but Angel said he knew someone so I hired them. I never knew he was an agent though.

Christian Underwood: But...but...I thought we wouldn't have to worry when we hired Despayre to prevent him negotiating for Samantha.

Sighing, Mark walks towards the open door behind Angel as Christian can't believe what has happened and follows him shaking his head. Despayre narrows his eyes as he moves past Angel but turns with a wink at Sam.

Despayre: Smart plan...I taught Angel everything I know.

Despayre: What do you mean you know more than that?

Despayre and Angel move into the room. Sam smiles and then moves towards the door as Pussy giggles before calling out to Sam.

Pussy Willow: You better call and tell me how this goes Sam. I mean it!




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 325 where we see Krystal with Marty and Matthew about to be interviewed by Ms. Rocky Mountains, though the two men are clearly unhappy.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Krystal before we jump inti the main things I wanted to talk to you about, I thought Marty and Matthew's contracts were up?

Krystal: Yeah, funny thing about that.

Matthew: To make a long story short Ms. Mountains, my company got brought out after all my students quit the PTA Gym.

Krystal: And you unfairly expelled my cousin, funny how you're leaving that part out of it.

Krystal comments before shaking her head.

Krystal: The contract is still being honoured but it was only good up until the last Climax Control before this year's Blaze of Glory, the idea was that if the arrangement was working out for both parties, it'd get renewed for a whole year during the Blaze of Glory build up, I don't think I need to point out that this arrangement has not worked out.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Clearly, now in tonight's Main Event you are facing Amber Ryan in a non-title street fight, are you prepared for this match?

Krystal: Well, street fights have always had that old unwritten "come as you are" rule and well, I'm prepared for that part because I didn't pack my wrestling gear.

Marty gets excited and Krystal spots this.

Krystal: No Marty, I'm not wrestling in my underwear! I'll be wrestling in my street clothes.

Krystal shakes her head before muttering.

Krystal: There's only one person I'll wrestle in my underwear and that's Makayla.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, yeah, moving on! How are you prepared to deal with Amber's notorious brutality?

Krystal: I'm no stranger to brutality in and out of the ring, don't forget that whilst I lost that title in my last match I started this cycle as the Bombshell Roulette Champion and if Amber thinks that this'll be a warm-up for her defence against Roxi, she'd better think again because by attacking Ariana last week, she awoke a sleeping dragon that had been counting sheep since High Stakes XI.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You're referring to your defence against Char?

Krystal: Yep! The defence everyone focuses on when calling my reign weak whilst ignoring the context! I'll I'm going to say to that is that I don't see Andrea asking to defend the Bombshell Internet Title whenever she can! And as for Amber, she'll quickly come to regret teaching me and Carter that "life lesson" last week!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Speaking of Andrea, her partner Evie Jordan had some harsh words for you in her promo this week, any comments?

Krystal: I did bring this up on Twitter but I guess I'll bring this up again! What's the matter Evie? Jealous that SCW has a newer, better Australian Go Gym Graduate? You may have been the originator but I've been working my ass off to set a new standard for the Bombshell Division whilst you? You disappeared for a long time after Jessie pinned you in the Chamber of Extreme, did that hurt your precious ego Evie? Too fucking bad! Besides, we're both graduates of the Go Gym and if you have a problem with me basically taking your place?

Krystal cracks her knuckles.

Krystal: Well, we both train at the same place, don't we?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: What about her comments about you both being from South Australia?

Krystal rolls her eyes.

Krystal: Rocky, do you know how many people live in South Australia?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Not off the top of my head, no.

Krystal: 1.771 Million people as of September 2020, it's the fifth most populous state in Australia for fucks sake! That's like being upset at another wrestler just because you are both from New York!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Even though you're from different areas?

Krystal: I thought this was an interview, not a geology lesson on South Australia? Port Victor Habour is a small town on the western edge of South Australia with a population of just under four hundred people, Adelaide is a major city and the cosmopolitan capitol of South Australia, I don't think I need to point out how big the difference is between the two places, my point is Evie, if you have a problem with me daring to be a better Australian Go Gym Graduate than you, you know where to find me!

Krystal and her managers walk off as the scene fades.




SINGLES MATCH World Mixed Tag Team Title Match on the line!
Kris Ryans (c) v Brayden Hilton




Justin: This match is scheduled as a street fight.... Introducing first... hailing from Atlantic City, New Jersey... Amber Ryan.

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

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

Before Ryan moves off again, she is blindsided by Wolfe who comes out of nowhere and attacks her and sends her sprawling across the floor. Wolfe takes a second before moving forward and grabbing Ryan and pulls her up, where she clubs her back, which Ryan continue to stumble away as Wolfe continue to follow as they disappear around the back of the room. Wolfe grabs Ryan and goes to bash her head against the wall but Ryan blocks it and counters and sends Wolfe into the wall. Wolfe shakes her head, as she crawls away before getting to her feet and stumbles away, as Ryan follows her around the back of the fans, as Wolfe gets to her feet but Ryan clubs her back and Wolfe drops back down to her hands and knees.

Wolfe gets back to her feet as they get to the barriers and Wolfe turns, Ryan charges and sends Wolfe and herself through the barrier. Ryan gets back to her feet holding her torso, as Wolfe grimaces in pain but she moves and gets to her hands and knees as Ryan once more approaches and grabs Wolfe and lifts her up on her shoulders. Ryan looks to drop Wolfe onto the barrier, but Wolfe counters and hits a DDT onto the barriers.

Wolfe grimaces from landing on barrier, as she climbs back to her feet and grabs Ryan and lifts her and rolls her into the ring before following close behind...

DING DING DING!

Wolfe goes to pin Ryan...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Adams: And the match officially kicks off and Wolfe goes for a pin but Ryan is too fresh and kicks out with ease.

Ryan kicks out before rolling onto her stomach, as Wolfe climbs to her feet and climbs out of the ring, where she lifts the apron skirt up, where she looks for possible weapons and she pulls out a couple of chairs and pushes then into the ring, before getting a trash can and throws that in and grabs a few lids before dragging the skirt back down. However, before she can get back into the ring, Ryan who had been crawling towards the ropes, she grabs her and pulls her from the ring and Wolfe throws her against the ring steps.

Simone: Wolfe goes hunting for weapons and she find some of the usual stuff you get underneath a ring. Although she didn't pull out a ladder or tale.

Adams: Give it time. However, before any of the weapons gets used, Wolfe pulls Ryan from the ring.

Ryan hits them before rolling away as she scream out in pain, as Wolfe approaches Ryan and grabs her and pulls her up and then lifts her up and dumps her onto the steps, where she backs up and then hits a boot to Ryan's head. Wolfe moves backwards and back under the ring, where she pulls out a baseball bat and moves backwards towards Ryan, where she raises the bat and goes to bring it down, but Ryan rolls herself off the top step and down two steps with a couple of thuds and Wolfe hits the steps with an almighty clang that vibrates through the bat and forces Wolfe to drop the mat.

Adams: Wolfe drives Ryan into the ring steps. But she isn't done, and she lifts Ryan up and dumps her onto the steps before delivering a boot to her head.

Simone: Wolfe really isn't happy is she. First the jump and then the boot to Ryan's head. She goes to swing a bat at Ryan but Ryan dodges and Wolfe hits nothing but steps and that vibrates through her hands.

Ryan pushes herself up off the steps and unsteadily back to her feet, where she stumbles around them and as Wolfe turns Ryan rushes forward with a dropkick sending Wolfe down to the mat. Ryan and Wolfe stay down for a few moments, as Wolfe is the first to move and she climbs to her feet and moves to Ryan, where she grabs Ryan and pulls her up. Wolfe goes to whip Ryan towards the barriers, but Ryan block it and Wolfe tries again but Ryan again block and drags Wolfe in and hits a short arm clothesline sending Wolfe down.

Simone: Wolfe who is still reeling from the failed bat attack fails to spot Wolfe back on her feet and Wolfe catches Ryan with a dropkick sending her down to the mat.

Adams: Wolfe is back to her feet and grabs Ryan once more and tries to whip her into the barriers, but Ryan blocks it twice and drags Wolfe in for short-arm clothesline.

Shaking her arm, Ryan moves around the ring and grabs one of the trash can's that Wolfe threw into the ring as well as one of the lids. Moving back to Wolfe, who is on a single knee. Ryan uses the trash can lid first and smacks it into Wolfe face, which Wolfe holds her face and rolls away, but Ryan merely follows and with trash can in hand. Putting it down, she kicks out at Wolfe a few times before sitting Wolfe up into a seated position before putting the trash can over her. Ryan grabs the baseball bat and begins to pummel the trash can over and over before throwing that away and gives the can a firm kick before following up with a dropkick.

Adams: Well the trash can and lid has come into play. As she swats the lid into Wolfe's face before placing the can over Wolfe and proceeds to unleash hell on it with the baseball bat before kicking it.

Climbing back to her feet, she pulls Wolfe from out of the trash can as we see blood coming from her nose, as Ryan pulls Wolfe up and rolls her back into the ring, where she follows close behind and goes for a pin...

Simone: Wolfe has a bloody nose, but we don't know it's broken or not.

ONE!

TWO!

TH... KICKOUT!

Adams: Ryan doesn't care about the bloody nose and she rolls Wolfe into the ring and goes for a pin, which Wolfe just about kicks out.

Ryan slaps the mat, before trying again...

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Simone: and again but Wolfe kicks out with more conviction.

Ryan shakes her head as she climbs back to her feet, where she looks at one of the chairs also brought in by Wolfe and grabs it and moves to the corner, where she jams the chair between the ropes before returning her focus back on Wolfe and grabs her by the hair and drags her up to feet, where she whips Wolfe towards the corner and Wolfe heads to the corner but quickly stops herself and Ryan charges in but Wolfe gets an elbow up catching Ryan in the face and Wolfe turns and grabs Ryan and hits a STO onto the chair.

Adams: Oh god... the back of her head just bounced off the chair.

Simone: Well Ryan did set up the chair like that first and had god knows what idea planned. But Wolfe struck first.

Wolfe rolls away from Ryan as she looks to recover more, while Ryan holds her head as the ref moves in and check on her. Wolfe quickly shuffles backwards into another corner, where she wipes her bloody nose with the back of her hand. Wolfe grabs the ropes and slowly pulls herself up, where she stumbles over to Ryan and grabs a foot and drags her away from the ropes and drops down and goes for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

TH... KICKOUT!

Simone: Wolfe takes a moment to recover before moving to Ryan and grabs her and pulls her away from the ropes, even though it isn't possible for a rope break and goes for a cover, but Ryan kicks out.

Wolfe looks to the ref before climbing to her knees and looks around before climbing out of the ring and begins to lift the skirts up hunting for something, until she stops, and she throws a few more chairs into the ring before pulling out a table. she struggles a little, but she manages to slide the table into the ring. Wolfe climbs back into the ring, where she grabs the table and lifts it up and places it in the corner, Wolfe then turns her focus back to Ryan, where she approaches her and grabs her, where she pulls her up, where she comes face to face and unbeknownst to Wolfe who was working on the table, Ryan pulled her small bag of thumbtacks from her cargo pants and places some in her mouth. Once face to face, Ryan spits them all into Wolfe's face. Wolfe stumbles back surprised as Ryan spreads the rest of the thumbtacks on the mat before rushing forward and takes Wolfe to the mat. Wolfe screams out as she lands on some of the thumbtacks, however, her focus is back on defending herself, as Ryan unleashes a series of punches and forearms.

Adams: More chairs thrown into the ring and a table, which the fans have gone nuts for. But while she is messing around with the table it gives Ryan a chance to recover.

Simone: While everyone was watching Wolfe, I saw that Ryan got her little bag of thumbtacks and shoved some in her mouth... and you guess it. Wolfe got a face full. The rest being spread about on the mat.

Adams: Ryan may be still feeling the affects of the STO, but she is pushing through that and the thumbtacks on mat come into play.

Ryan quickly climbs off Wolfe and grabs Wolfe and pulls her up and pushes her into the corner, where she continues with the MMA strikes, which Wolfe tries to cover up the best she can but a few sneak through. Ryan takes a second and rubs the back of her head before grabbing Wolfe hand and whips her across the ring and into the turnbuckle opposite. Wolfe drops to a knee and Ryan following up with a running knee, which catches Wolfe in the temple.

Simone: Wolfe is in trouble here.

Adams: What a running knee. I guess payback for the STO.

Ryan turns as she looks at the table and then the chairs littering the ring, she begins to grab each chair and places it in the centre of the ring before grabbing the trashcan and lid and places in the pile. Before moving to the table, where she adjusts it so that it straddles the ropes. Ryan then returns her focus to Wolfe, where she pulls her up and pushes her into the pile of chairs. Ryan then turns and moves to the corner where the table is, and she climbs the ropes and then onto the table. Ryan takes a moment to stabilize herself, as Wolfe lets out a breath as she shakes her head and slowly climbs to her feet, where she stumbles to where Ryan is and nudges the table before delivering a slap to Ryan's face.

Adams: Not sure what Ryan has planned but she is in a very precarious position up there.

Simone: Yeah... it doesn't look stable.

Wolfe then moves to the ropes, where she climbs them and joins Ryan on the table. Ryan and Wolfe begin to trade shots back and forth as they both try to keep their balance. Wolfe hits an uppercut, which leaves Ryan unbalanced and Wolfe kicks Ryan in the stomach and proceeds to lift her up onto her shoulders as she looks for the running powerbomb, but Ryan begins to unleash some punches to Wolfe's head and forces to Wolfe to release and they come to face, which Ryan sprays a mouth of mist into Wolfes eyes.

Simone: Ryan and Wolfe brawl on the table, as Wolfe looks to finish the match with a running powerbomb but Ryan wriggles free and spits out a mouthful of mist.

Wolfe screams out as she wildly swings her arm about, as Ryan tries to keep her balance before grabbing Wolfe and blocks one of the swings and delivers a headbutt before setting up for the Sawdust In The Blood- Vertebreaker. Ryan leaps off and completes the move onto the chairs and trash can.

Adams: Wolfe is in trouble here.

She also lands in the chair before rolling over and draping an arm over Wolfe and goes for a pin...

Simone: Wolfe and Ryan land in the pile of chairs and trashcan, as Ryan manages to get an arm over for the pin...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Adams: No-on was going to kick out from that.

Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall... Amber Ryan.

Ryan's music hits over the p.a, as she rolls away from Wolfe, as the ref checks on Wolfe and then on Ryan. Ryan gets to a single knee but sits back down again as the ref raises her arm in victory.

Simone: What a night this has been! Join us in two weeks time for Blaze of Glory X where Mac Bane and Mikah take on Myra Rivers and Max Burke in the Blast From The Past final, with the SCW World Heavyweight championship on the line. Amber Ryan defends the Bombshell World championship against Roxi Johnson, Ken Davison defends the Internet championship against Matt Knox and Jack Washington, Andrea Hernandez defends the Bombshell Internet Championship against Seleana Zdunich, plus defences from Bill Barnhart, Kris Ryans and Kiera Fisher!

Adams: I can not wait! 14 sleeps!

Simone: Indeed Jason. For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying goodnight everyone!




THANK YOU! To Mark, Chris, Andy, The Lord MK, JJ, Britt, Jay, Derek, Annie, Jen, Shad, GKD, Jazz, Jeremy, Also again to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!