The broadcast of SCW Climax Control kicks off with an aerial shot of the CU Events Center in beautiful Boulder, Colorado. The energy is electric as thousands of fans rise to their feet, their cheers shaking the rafters. Multi-colored lights swirl across the crowd and pyrotechnics erupts from the entrance stage as the SCW theme music plays through the sound system.
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
The spotlight arrives in the six-sided ring where SCW's ring announcer, Justin Decent, stands prepared to emcee the evening's festivities.
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please allow me to introduce to you SCW's very own 'Hostess With the Mostess,' Ms Amanda Hugginkiss!
The SCW Universe greets Amanda with cheers and applause as she struts out onto the stage in a pink, glittering ensemble as the opening performance begins to kick the evening off right!
Amanda: A used pink bathrobe
A rare mint snowglobe
A Smurf TV tray
I bought on eBay
My house is filled with this crap
Shows up in bubble wrap
Most every day
What I bought on eBay
Tell me why I need another pet rock
Tell me why I got that Alf alarm clock
Tell me why I bid on Shatner's old toupee
They had it on eBay
I'll buy your knick-knack
Just check my feedback
"A++!" they all say
They love me on eBay
Gonna buy a slightly-damaged golf bag
Gonna buy some Beanie Babies, new with tag
From some guy, I've never met, in Norway
Found him on eBay
I am the type who is liable to snipe you
With two seconds left to go
Got PayPal or Visa
What ever'll please ya
As long as I've got the dough
I'll buy your tchotchkes
Sell me your watch, please
I'll buy (I'll buy, I'll buy, I'll buy)
I'm highest bidder now
Junk keeps arriving in the mail
From that worldwide garage sale
A Dukes Of Hazzard ashtray
Hey! A Dukes Of Hazzard ashtray
I bought it on eBay
Wanna buy a PacMan Fever lunchbox
Wanna buy a case of vintage tube socks
Wanna buy a Kleenex used by Dr. Dre, used by Dr. Dre
Found it on eBay
Wanna buy that Farrah Fawcett poster
Pez dispensers and a toaster
Don't know why
The kind of stuff you'd throw away
The way I do
I'll buy on eBay
What I bought on eBay.
Once the performance ends, Amanda curtsies to each side of the stage and blows the crowd kisses before vanishing backstage behind the curtains.
The camera then transitions to the ringside area where we join Belinda Simone and Jason Adams at the broadcasters table while the fans behind them gather in the shot, smiling and waving toward the camera with excitement.
Simone: Hello to the SCW Universe, one and all, as Sin City Wrestling arrives right here in Boulder, Colorado for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone…!
Adams: Gee, I don't know why you called this city the Wal-Mart of Colorado, Bel. I think it's pretty nice here.
Simone: Jason!
Adams: That's me, Jason Adams!
Simone: I swear to God if we only had an HR department… ANYWAY … we are three weeks away from setting sail on the Princess Cruise for the hottest event of the summer, Summer XXXTreme XIII! And tonight, we get a sneak preview of what is to come in a mere matter of weeks.
Adams: We'll also get some of the lineup for Summer XXXTreme XIII, including tonight's opener being a sneak preview! It's a Triple Threat match between Miles Kasey, Aiden Reynolds and "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons!
Simone: Not to be outdone, Diamond Caldwell is looking for her first singles victory here tonight as she goes up against the FoShan Bombshell herself, Song!
Adams: Then it's the Bombshells' turn for Threeway action … HA!
Simone: Lord… I am working with a juvenile…
Adams: But tonight we have Andrea Hernandez, Amelia Reynolds and Kate Steele fighting it out with all eyes watching!
Simone: A mixed tag team match highlights the lineup this evening as for the first time, the Internet Champion Kevin Carter teams with the unstable Lilith Locke to go up against the former World Champions, Bea and "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!
Adams: Then we have some REAL action in the form of a Streetfight! Jayden Harris is not taking it easy heading into Summer XXXTreme because he's fighting the number one contender for the Internet title, Alexander Raven!
Simone: And in tonight's Main Event, a rematch from Into the Void IX! The World Heavyweight Champion Helluva Bottom Carter takes on the man he defeated for the championship in Paris, Alex Jones!
Adams: The title isn't on the line?
Simone: Not this time, no.
Adams: … I think my brain just broke.
Simone: That would explain so much. Tune in for all this and more on SCW Climax Control!
The camera cuts to the backstage area, where J2H is seen walking through the hallway. The crowd in the area boo, but his earphones on blocks out the crowd. He gets to a door with a star on it and reaches for the handle, pushing down on it, but the door doesn't open. He tries to force the door again but once again, the door doesn't open. He pulls his earphones off his head and looks towards a stagehand.
J2H: Hey, you, minimum wage loser. Why the fuck is the door to my dressing room locked?
The stagehand looks uncomfortably at J2H.
Stagehand: That's not your dressing room.
J2H narrows his eyes as he looks at the stagehand, making the young man look more nervous.
J2H: The dressing room with the star has always been my dressing room. It's in my contract, everyone around here seems to know it except you, now open the fucking door so I can throw my shit in there and do what I gotta do.
Stagehand: That dressing room is not yours anymore, it belongs to HB Carter now.
J2H's face instantly turned to rage as he looked at the man, his teeth gritted, yet still managing to get his words out loudly.
J2H: WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK!? This is my fucking dressing room. The one with the star! That's a fucking star, which means it's mine! No one else's, certainly not Carter, it's mine! So open the fucking door!
Stagehand: I can't. Mr Underwood told me the door with the start is Mr. Carter's dressing room so I can't.
J2H: Fucking idiot!
J2H storms off and off camera as the door opens to see HB Carter standing in the frame, a wide smile on his face as he watches J2H storm off down the hall. Carter looks in to the camera with a smile shrugs his shoulders as the camera fades.
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and our opening contest! With Summer XXXTReme fast approaching the SCW brass has scheduled two Triple Threat Matches with implications for the Supercard and this is the first of two! It features three former champions going at it as former Roulette Champions Aiden Reynolds and Eddie Lyons taking on former Roulette and Internet Champion Miles Kasey in a Triple Threat!
Adams: This is the first time we've seen Miles or Aiden in a few weeks, in fact this is Aiden's first match since he lost the Roulette Championship to Logan Hunter who subsequently had that title stolen from him by that one note clown Guy With a Cape! Meanwhile Miles was forced to face his own half-brother LJ Kasey in a Boxing Match on the same show that highway robbery took place and this is also Eddie's first match since the Blast from the Past Finals.
Simone: No time to waste, let's take it to Justin for tonight's opening match.
Justin: The following is your opening match, scheduled for one fall.
The opening riff of Parkway Drive's "Vice grip" hits. The high speed gives way to Aiden Reynolds stepping out onto the stage, a fist in the air and a black leather jacket with "The Aussie Wolf" spray painted on the back. He moves his way down to the ring and as the refrain of the song hits he throws his arms out to the side as he and the crowd both chant.
"YEAAAH YEAH YEAH"
Justin: Introducing first, from Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia, weighing in at 220ibs, "The Aussie Wolf" AIDEN REYNOLDS!
He leaps onto the apron and takes a few steps backwards before sling shoting himself into the ring and spinning around, he then stops and drops to one knee slamming his fist into the mat.
Simone: Aiden has made no secret of the fact that he wants the Roulette Title back and, well, Logan and Brooke have made no secret of the fact that they feel he should be at the back of the line!
Adams: Again, all caused by that damn clown that no one wants around!
Justin: And his opponents!
As Clouds by NF begins A fog fills the stage area, as Eddie Lyons appears in the middle, hoodie up, and arms folded. He stands there looking down at the ring for a few moments. Shooting a fist into the air, Eddie pulls his hoodie down, and makes his way down the ramp, tagging the hands of a few fans along the way before climbing the stairs into the ring. Eddie extends his arms to both sides then drops to a knee, and punches the mat, he then moves to his corner to await the start of the match.
Justin: First, from Baltimore, Maryland, weighing 230ibs. "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons!
Simone: Again, this is Eddie's first match since he came up short in the Blast from the Past Tournament but Victoria and Vincent have seen plenty of action since Into the Void.
Adams: For better or worse.
"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon hits the speakers—opening with the haunting keys before that first crashing riff. The Arena plunges into darkness.
Justin: And from Manchester, England, weighing 215ibs, MILES KASEY!
A single spotlight beams down onto the stage as blue and gold lights begin to swirl like a storm forming. The opening instrumental kicks in heavier, and the fans immediately erupt, knowing who's coming. A slow roll of fog creeps along the ramp, and just as the beat drops
BOOM!
A burst of golden pyro erupts from both sides of the stage, and Miles Kasey steps through the smoke, hood up, head down.
His long jacket flows behind him, the blue and gold design of his gear catching flashes of light like armour under moonlight. The hood casts a slight shadow over his face, but the grin is unmistakable. He pauses at the top of the ramp, slowly raising his head.
Camera zooms in on his eyes.
The hook hits: "So you can throw me to the wolves…"
Miles throws his arms out in a wide, defiant pose as a wave of gold and blue pyro explodes behind him, illuminating the arena in heroic brilliance.
He rips the hood down, revealing that confident smirk. Fans are on their feet, feeding off his energy.
Miles starts his slow, swagger-filled walk down the ramp. He slaps a few hands, points out some fans in the crowd, and gives a subtle nod to the camera like "Yeah, this is mine tonight."
At ringside, he climbs the apron with ease, wipes his boots, and leaps over the top rope in one smooth motion. He heads to the turnbuckle, climbing to the second rope. Miles raises a single fist into the air as a final golden spotlight hits him, the crowd roaring behind him.
Then he hops down, shrugging off his jacket like it weighs nothing. His eyes lock onto the stage, or the opponent, ready.
Simone: Miles was last seen during that boxing match against LJ which saw him come out on top, about the only thing that went right from Guy's King for a Day episode really.
Adams: No matter how this Triple Threat turns out this match is going to be a barn burner.
Holly goes over the rules with all three men before calling for the bell.
Simone: And our opening contest is ago!
Adams: This should be good.
DING DING DING!
Once the bell rings all three men meet in the middle of the ring and start trading blows. Aiden throws a pinch at Miles, Miles returns fire, Eddie throws a punch at Miles, Miles returns fire and so on! After a bit Aiden and Eddie start working together against Miles as they co ordinate their strikes and back Miles up to the ropes where they whip the Brit across the ring, however when they go for a Double Back Body Drop Miles lands on his feet and they instead turn right around into a double dropkick from Miles.
Simone: And the action is of to a fast and furious start!
Adams: Miles just showed Eddie and Aiden why he's one of the best athletes in SCW.
Since there's no countouts in a Triple Threat Holly just hangs back and watches as Eddie and Aidden roll out of the ring on opposite sides of the ring following Miles's Dropkick but the Brit is already measuring Aiden up for a dive and when the Aussie gets back to his feet Miles makes his move only for Eddie to trip him up and pull Miles out of the ring, the two men start brawling but Aiden sees this and immediately hits the ring before going for a dive of his own, however Eddie sees Aiden coming and ducks out of harm's way, leaving Miles to take the brunt of the hit, this leaves Aiden open to a spear from Eddie as soon as Eddie gets back to his feet.
Simone: Miles tried to take top the air again but Eddie quickly put a stop to that!
Adams: And Aiden showed why he's a former champion in his own right moments later!
While Miles regains his bearings Eddie rolls Aiden into the ring where he follows him in and goes for the first pin of the night!
ONE!
TWO!
And Aiden kicks out! Eddie shakes his head before waiting for the Aussie to get back to his feet and when Aiden does Eddie turns him round for a Suplex attempt, Aiden manages to slip out the back however and goes for a German Suplex but Aiden lands on his feet too, and subsequently gets a face full of Miles's feet when the Brit hits Aiden with a leaping Enziguri off the apron before following that up with a Springboard Hurricanrana! Miles holds on for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Aiden breaks up the pin!
Simone: It didn't take long for the pin attempts to start.
Adams: Or for Aiden and Eddie to forget about Miles for that matter!
All three men get to their feet but Aiden acts first, grabbing Eddie and tossing him out the ring between the top and middle ropes before trading blows with Miles again, this time backing Miles up to the ring ropes where he hits a couple of more forearm shivers for good measure before sending Miles across the ring, Miles tries to go for some more aerial antics but Aiden is ready this time, ducking the dropkick attempt and countering with a Deadlift German Suplex! Aiden bridges for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Eddie breaks it up with a Senton from the top, landing across Aiden's chest!
Simone: Where did Eddie come from?!
Adams: Err, the top rope? But seriously, that's the danger of Triple Threats as Miles and Aiden should know!
Miles is still reeling from the Suplex and since Aiden is closer to Eddie's current position? He goes for a pin on Aiden!
ONE!
TWO!
And Aiden kicks out! Eddie than goes for a pin on Miles!
ONE!
TWO!
And Miles kicks out! Eddie goes to shift his focus back to Aiden but realizes that the Aussie has rolled out of the ring so Eddie follows him out, the two men start trading blows on the outside off the ring but it's not long before Miles comes crashing down on both men with a corkscrew Suicide Dive to the outside¬!
Simone: That's why you're never truly in a safe spot in a match with a High Flyer, especially a multi person match like this!
Adams: Miles just took to the skies again and both Eddie and Aiden paid for it!
Miles picks up Aiden and rolls him into the ring but rather than follow him in right away Miles heads to the top rope and hits a Shooting Star Press! Miles goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Aiden kicks out right as Eddie was entering the ring to break it up! Miles sees Eddie and shifts his attention to the Blast from the Past Finalist, Eddie goes for a clothesline but Miles Matrix Dodges out of the way before delivering a series of kicks and an Exploder Suplex! Miles goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Aiden breaks it up! Aiden then goes for his own pin on Eddie!
ONE!
TWO!
And Miles breaks it up before calling for his finisher!
Simone: Miles has called for the God Save the King!
Adams: If he hits this, it's over!
Miles goes for the Storm Breaker but Aiden counters into the Gold Coast Cutter! Aiden quickly goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And EDDIE BARELY BREAKS IT UP IN TIME! Miles rolls out of the ring and Eddie seizes his moment and his Aiden with his version of the Lyons Roar!
Simone: And there's Eddie with his version of the Lyons Roar DDT, his Pancaked out variant!
Adams: Miles and Aiden ear out, stick a fork in them, they're done!
Eddie goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: HERE'S YOUR WINNER, "UNBREAKABLE" EDDIE LYONS!
Simone: Eddie bounces back from his loss at Into the Void with a huge win!
Adams: And I bet Logan and Brooke loved seeing Aiden fall considering he's been just as persistent as Logan in getting a Roulette Title Shot! As for Miles? He'll bounce back from this!
Eddie celebrates his win while Holly checks on Miles and Aiden.
We cut to the backstage area following the opening match between Aiden Reynolds, Miles Kasey and Eddie Lyons where we see Logan Hunter sitting on a cate, his beautiful redhead girlfriend/manager Brooke Shields as standing next to him and Brooke's twin sister, the stunning Brunette Marissa, is keeping her distance.
Logan: When there is no more room in hell, I will walk the earth AGAIN!
Logan slams a fist into the crate as he fumes.
Logan: Did you really think I was going to sit back and let you destroy me Guy? You're a joke, a one note clown with a speech impediment and the most annoying laugh I've EVER HEARD! And just to rub salt in the wound? They parade out the man I beat for the Roulette Title in the first place, for the first time since Into the Void, and what does Aiden do?
Logan makes the slit throat motion with his thumb.
Logan: He chokes! And this is the man they say is more deserving of a shot than? You fools are delusional! That man is not worthy of running a lemonade stand!
Brooke then speaks up!
Brooke: Let me get this straight, Logan gets screwed out of two back to back Roulette Title matches by the same facepainted moron who isn't even worthy of lacing my boots and they think SCW's biggest choke artist should get a shot instead of my man? PUH-LEASE! I wasn't aware that they were handing out title shots like participation trophies!
Marissa: I mean, isn't that how Logan's match against Aiden came about in the first place?
Logan: SHUT IT MARISSA!
Marissa: I'm just saying, oh Golden Lord!
Logan fumes but Brooke moves on.
Brooke: Do what half the population of Las Vegas does whenever she tries to go on a dating app and ignore Marissa!
Marissa: RUDE!
Brooke: Again, ignore her! Anyway, our point is this, what didn't kill Logan only made him stronger and as soon as he's back in the ring? He will make an example of the next fool they pit him against!
Logan: Woe to the Vanquished, for the reigns of false kings and unworthy champions will not be remembered or mourned, and woe be the next fool who steps in my path because they will embrace oblivion!
The scene cuts to another part of the arena on Logan's final word.
Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen walking down the hallway alone. Behind her, Pussy Willow walks up and calls out her name which has Sam stopping and turning to her friend
Sam Marlowe: Oh my goodness Pussy, long time no see!
Pussy: Yeah…although why you didn't come to see me last week when you and Ben were here? And speaking of…why were you and Ben here last week?
Sam Marlowe: I know that I didn't come see you and I am soooo sorry but we were busy talking to Christian and mark and well…totally had to leave quickly when we were done so I didn't have time to talk. But I am here now…how have you been?
Pussy: I have been doing fine but don't change the question.
Sam gets a guilty look on her face as she runs a hand through her hair.
Pussy: Don't tell me that you can't tell me. I thought we are friends Sammi…
Sam Marlowe: Hold on there Pussy…we are friends but I can't say anything right now. But you will know later tonight, I promise.
Pussy: Fine. Keep me in suspense. So…where is your other half tonight? Did Colton come with you?
Sam Marlowe: Ummm about Colton. He and I aren't a thing anymore…
Pussy looks shocked and leans closer to Sam.
Pussy: What?!? What the hell happened?
Sam Marlowe: It's a long story and I don't have time right now to tell you all of it. Listen, we will talk later ok and I will tell you everything.
Before Pussy can reply, Sam sees Ben Jordan waving at her and with an apologetic smile, she rushes towards him leaving Pussy to wonder just what has been going on with her friend.
Jonathon Young's cover of "New Divide" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and Harper emerges from the back throwing some kicks in the air to the opening beat as her manager Joshua Acquin watches on with approval, once the initial lyrics hit Harper does a spinning roundhouse kick before dropping to one knee and throwing up the Devil Horns.
Simone: It was announced when the card went up that Harper had been invited to explain her sudden interest in Victoria and the Roulette Title.
Adams: Sudden? They've been at each other's throats since the start of the Viking Era Tour! The fact that Harper wasn't pinned in the Queen's Gambit Match has only strengthened her resolve!
Once Harper hears her name called she jumps to her feet with a massive grin on her face, she sprints down to the ring clapping hands with the fans at ringside before she jumps into the ring and down a forward roll landing on her knees, she is all business tonight and quickly takes a mic from a stagehand.
Harper: So, the SCW Brass has finally taken notice of what I've been saying since we got back from Europe, that I'm not done with Victoria, not only that but they "officially" invited me out here to explain what I've basically been saying for the past month?
Harper scoffs.
Harper: How kind! I might just remember to put the bosses and whoever runs the twitter account on my Christmas Card list this year!
Harper shakes her head.
Harper: What's there to say without me sounding like a broken record? Rather than resolve the actual issues between us at Into the Void Victoria took the easy way out and pinned Song and she's ready to move on? Nuh uh, not on my watch! I made that fact clear as day when I cost Victoria the match against Frankie Holiday that night but if you need it spelled out for you Victoria? Why don't you come out?
Harper smirks.
Harper: Unless you still have that stuff in your hair from last week that is! Tell the J2H wannabe with the Harris name that I said hi.
"Hey You" by Nova Rockafeller blasts, as the boos echo throughout the arena. Victoria Lyons appears on stage with the Bombshell Roulette Championship, and she does not look happy.
Simone: Well, here comes the Bombshell Roulette Champion herself, and she doesn't look happy.
Adams: Well, with what happened last week, I don't imagine she would be in a good mood.
Victoria glares daggers at Harper, as she makes her way to the ring with purpose, making sure to snatch a mic from a stagehand at ringside. Once in the ring, she says nothing for a few moments only glaring at Harper with an expression that, if looks could kill then there would be a funeral service for Harper Mason in the near future.
Victoria: You really want to do this? This is not the route you were supposed to take. I could have helped you rise. But instead you decided to get a big head and continue this act of defiance. Now you're begging for a fight you're not ready for. You think I pinned Song because it was the easy way out? It's called WINNING THE MATCH. Maybe if you weren't so focused on me, YOU could have pinned Song and won. Not to mention, last time we went one on one, I left you laid out for a count of ten. You aren't ready to swim with the sharks Harper. You need to stop this little hero complex because it's getting you nowhere, and quite frankly it's going to get you hurt. See, Vincent is going to handle Jayden for his..incident last week. But who does that leave me with? Mikhalia? No, she could only muster up the strength to fight for one night. But I have to take out my anger on someone. Perhaps I should just take it out on you.
Victoria steps up and stares right into Harper's eyes. Before anything else could happen that is when Kate Steele's music hits and we can see God's Greatest Gift emerging from the back. She has a grin on her face along with a microphone as she slowly makes her way to the ring.
Kate: Don't you two just get tired of talking so much?! After all, I am the most gorgeous thing in all of wrestling.
The crowd boos loudly as she continues to walk towards the ring.
Kate: Anyway both of you are all talk. It's always talk but when is one of you actually going to get into the ring with somebody like me?! I am worthy of all of the adoration and the praise. I am indeed as good as I say I am, and if given the chance I would wipe the floor with the both of you!
Harper: Okay, first off? We went over this two weeks ago Kate: you're an eight at best! But I guess all the plastic in your body has seeped into your brain! Second? Coming from someone who clearly loves the sound of her own voice?
Harper scoffs as she looks at the Brit.
Harper: Telling someone else that they talk too much is like telling Victoria here that she's made one aspect of her makeup too much of her personality, you're both guilty of the same thing! Only difference is? Victoria made having in ring success her whole personality, you've got nothing to fall on but you're above average looks!
Harper adds before pausing.
Harper: Oh yeah, speaking of makeup? Maybe lay off it a bit, you look more like a chimpanzee right now!
Simone: OH DAMN!
Adams: Kate's gonna feel that in the morning.
Harper then turns her attention to Victoria.
Harper: As for you Vicky? Tell me, how well did Vincent's last attempt to handle Jayden go again? And no Victoria, I don't think you took the easy way out of the Queen's Gambit Match, I FUCKING KNOW!
Harper says as she gets in the taller woman's face.
Harper: And you really think I'm not ready to swim with sharks? Bitch, please, you've been playing in the kiddie pool for far too long, the real sharks are in the Bombshell Internet and World Bombshell divisions, you're just too scared of Kayla and Bella to go after them!
Victoria: Afraid? First of all, last time I went up against Bella Madison, I beat her ass too. And sure Kayla has been my better, and I owned up to that. But what I haven't been is afraid. Afraid is the LAST thing Victoria Lyons is. I haven't been a Bombshell Champion for a year now by accident. I get the job done, by any means necessary.
Victoria turns her attention to Kate.
Victoria: And you? You're the one with the identity crisis right? Always changing your name, to cover up for your failures? What have you even done around here to deserve to stand in the ring with me? Let alone Harper Mason? At least Harper is trying to stand up for something. You're just trying to leech onto anything you can to keep yourself relevant. I promise you, if you stand across this ring from me, you won't have that pretty little face anymore. I will scar you so bad, that children will cry when they see you walk down the street. People will take one look at you, and make whispers about the ugly mutant lady.
That actually gets a mixed reaction, the crowd isn't supportive of Kate either.
Victoria: Look girls, at the end of the day you can fight over me all you want. I don't make any matches around here. So if either of you want a shot at this, you can continue your little high school squabbling and figure it out among yourselves, or take it up with Underwood or something. Once a decision is made, I will show up, and we'll see who's afraid.
She shoots a glare at Harper at the end there, and moves to exit the ring, however Victoria then turns around and tries to cheap shot Harper but the twenty year old sees it coming and ducks! Kate then joins in and a brawl ensues while Josh and Sapphire watch on.
Simone: It didn't take long for things to break down!
Adams: And here comes security to restore order.
Before the brawl can escalate security separates the three Bombshells, two teams drag Kate and Victoria out of the ring (though Victoria still has her title on her) while another team keeps Harper at bay.
Crowd: LET THEM FIGHT! LET THEM FIGHT!
Simone: It's clear that the fans want to see this match!
Adams: But I think they'll be waiting until Summer XXXTreme………….
HARPER BREAKS FREE OF THE GUARDS' GRIP AND LAUNCHES HERSELF AT KATE AND VICTORIA, WIPING THEM OUT WITH A SUICIDE DIVE AND TAKING OUT SEVERAL GUARDS IN THE PROCESS! Harper then realizes that Victoria dropped the title in the process and picks it up before taking another mic in her other hand and holding the title above Victoria.
Harper: Hey, Vicky? Get used to this image because after Summer XXXTreme? You're going to see it a lot!
Harper drops the mic and lays the Roulette Title across Victoria's chest before leaving peacefully.
Adams: Well here we go again with another chance for Song to prove herself to the wrestling world. She is often up and down but tonight I believe she will be up for this match and walk away as the winner.
Simone: Keep dreaming Jason and your dreams will turn into nightmares.
Justin: Our first participant in this match hails from Las Vegas, Nevada, and she stands in at five feet nine inches and one hundred sixty-five pounds, please give a great Boulder, Colorado, welcome for DIAMOND CALDWELL!!!
"I AM THE FIRE" by HALESTORM hits the speakers and Diamond walks out onto the stage landing at the top of the entrance ramp. She is immediately met with a chorus of boos as the fans are turned off on her. Cracking her knuckles Diamond storms down the ramp to the ring with an unmistakable purpose. Once she gets to the ring she slides under the bottom rope. Then she pulls herself up and walks over to the nearest turnbuckle. Deciding to take a seat in the corner, she rest her arms on the middle rope. The blank expression on her face is quite telling. She mentally went into a place that's chilling as she waits for her music to stop playing and when the music stops the two ringside announcers chime in.
Adams: Something does not seem right with Diamond. She seems lost in another dimension. Maybe when the bell rings to start the match she will snap out of the daze.
Simone: I look at it like this Jason. Many wrestlers get mentally in the mood for their match and I believe Diamond is in her happy place mood. Wait until the bell rings and the match is underway.
Justin: Our next participant in this match hails from Foshan, China, and she stands in at five feet five inches and one hundred twenty pounds, please give a great Boulder, Colorado, welcome for SONG!!!
The entrance music for Song to make her entrance, which is Foshan Bombshell theme song, hits the speakers and we watch as Song exits the backstage area and walks across the landing. Song stops at the top of the ramp and she looks around the crowd. Song then walks about half way down the ramp and pauses, then she takes a bow, then she proceeds to walk down to the ringside area. When at the ring Song jumps up and lands on the ring apron then she grabs the ropes and flips over the ropes into the ring. The reaction from the crowd is mostly favorable but there are some boos flying around also. with a few cheers and we see Song bowing to the fans.
Simone: Meh! Seems like Song is a bit weak in all areas of her wrestling. I feel bad for her but I do not feel bad enough to want to see her win this match.
Adams: And, Belinda, all this time we have worked together and I honestly thought you were not biased with the wrestlers.
Simone: I usually am not biased but in this match being biased toward Diamond is an easy decision.
Referee Drew Patton motions for Diamond and Song to join him in the center of the ring. He informs them that their match is a Standard Rules match and he will not tolerate violations of the rules and he will be quick to issue a Disqualification if he feels it is necessary. He then checks both wrestlers to ensure that they do not have any foreign objects or weapons on them and that they have not applied any substances on their body or wrestling attire to try to gain an advantage. Finding Diamond and Song clean he informs them to return to their corner and wait for the bell from the Timekeeper to officially start their match. Song reaches out to shake the hand of Diamond but Diamond slaps the hand of Song away. Song shrugs the snub off and returns to her corner to wait for the bell from the Timekeeper.
DING DING DING!
Diamond and Song come out of their corners and they both decide to approach the other cautiously so as not to be caught by a surprise maneuver by the other. When they two are face-to-face they circle each other like two Roosters in a fight. Diamond lunges at Song to try to get an early advantage but Song is able to side-step the attempt. The two face off again and this time they get into a lock-up both both working to get the upper hand in the lock-up. With a bit of a height and weight advantage it is Diamond who manages to get Song to back up until she is backed into one of the corners. Diamond takes advantage of the situation by landing knees and forearms to Song until Referee Patton steps in and orders Diamond to stop since Song is tied up in the corner. Diamone reluctantly backs off with Referee Patton telling her to remain back until Song is able to come out of the corner rope. Song reprimands Referee Patton for allowing Diamond to attack her while she was in the corner. Referee Patton assures Song that he reacted as quickly as he could, and he reprimanded Diamond, so he asks Song to be quiet over it.
Adams: Wow! I surely did not expect to see Song confronting the Referee. Then again she had a different look on what happened than Referee Patton did.
Simone: You are correct Jason. The Referee has to react to things happening at real time speed. When Referee Patton saw what happened he stepped in and took action so Song needs to stop complaining.
Song takes offense to Referee Patton telling her to stop complaining about what Diamond did to her. She protests stating that she has a right to complain when the Referee did not step in to resolve the issue before it became an issue. Referee Patton does not get upset over the comment made by Song but he does inform her that he is the Referee assigned to the match, not her, so he asks her to refrain from commenting on his officiating of this match from here out.
Simone: Wow! Song just got a verbal butt kicking from the Referee.
Adams: I do not see what Referee Patton did as a verbal butt kicking but I agree that all Referees should stand up for their officiating and not take sarcastic comments from the wrestlers.
Referee Patton motions for the two to get back into the action of the match and tone down the accusations on his officiating. Song and Diamond glance at Referee Patton then return to looking at each other. The two lock up and the action of the match continues. The two start trading blows with Diamond getting the upper hand being taller and carrying more weight than Song. Caldwell maneuvers Song into a corner then she grabs the arm of Song and she pulls Song out of the corner and goes for what appears an attempt at whipping Song across the ring but Song maneuvers in a way that causes Diamond to not be able to hold her grasp on Song which allows Song to grabs the arm of Diamond and whips Caldwell into a corner but when Song goes hard into the corner to land a shoulder block on Caldwell it is Diamond who maneuvers to the side which causes Song to hit the corner hard.
Simone: Looks like the end of the road for Song.
Adams: Nope! She is not out of this match yet.
Song staggers out of the corner while trying to maintain her balance but she is grabbed by Diamond who delivers a short Clothesline on Song dropping Song to t he mat. Instead of going for a pin Caldwell pulls Song upright then maneuvers to grab Song around her body then she delivers a very hard Suplex which drives Song hard into the mat. Referee Drew Patton steps in and asks Song if she wants to submit and she grumbles with a NO so Referee Patton allows the match to continue.
Simone: Considering the situation Song is in right now it would have been a better choice for her to ask Referee Patton to end the match.
Adams: Not many wrestlers will do that Belinda. They feel they are on the sport of wrestling to continue fighting in their match until there is no fight left in them.
Diamond reaches down and grabs Song by her hair and pulls her up to her feet. She then delivers a Short-Clothesline on Song and Song drops to one knee. Again Diamond pulls Song to her feet and Song quickly lands some body blows and some knees to the body of Diamond but they have no effect on Caldwell. The look on the face of Diamond gives the indication she is getting bored beating down Song and that she wants to end this match quickly. She grabs song by the arm and pulls her to the center of the ring. She then whips Song into one of the corners and when Song staggers out of the corner we watch as Diamond hits THE DIAMOND DRIVER Belly-To-Belly Piledriver on Song then she goes for the pin and Referee Patton is quick to get into position to make the count on the pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Referee Drew Patton tells Diamond to get up off of Song and stand next to him and she does so.
Adams: Too bad for Song. She simply wasn't able to endure the pounding she received from Diamond.
Simone: I agree that Song seemed to be a bit off her game for this match.
Justin: The official decision of Referee Drew Patton is that the winner of this match, by pinfall, is DIAMONE CALDWELL!!!
Referee Patton raises the hand of Diamond for the win and the crowd delivers a mostly positive reaction for her win. When Referee Patton drops the hand of Diamond she quickly exits the ring and plays the crowd on her way up the ramp to return to the backstage area. When our attention is returned to the ring Referee Patton is checking on Song to see if she would like to have assistance returning to the backstage area but Song motions to him that she can get up and return to the backstage area on her own. Song then slides out of the ring and she slowly walks up the ramp to return backstage.
Not even backstage, but hanging outside under a pocket of trees on the campus is Amelia Reynolds. She's decked out in her full gear, her cropped rhinestone-studded jacket covering the upper body, a hint of the iridescent blue and purple fabric of her gear showing on the outside. Her stomach is bare for the most part, showing off her tattoo peeking out just beneath her shorts underneath her belly button. Her shorts are short, and her garter straps, a popular staple, a cinched tightly over her glitter-encrusted tights. Her wrestling boots, white converse-converted boots, are tied tightly, the buckles added matching the color of her gear.
She grins widely and waves with her fingers at the camera as they approach. She speaks, and her Australian accent, though not as pronounced as her brother's, is fairly evident.
Amelia: Boulder, it's always such a pleasure to come up here! It's a nice drive if you stay on the side roads, along the mountains. Stay on the course, you know. I find myself always in awe of how nice this campus looks too, considerin' all the commentary about it I've heard. You know, the Colorado party school, the home of the 4/20 bash. Finishin' up my studies on my own, you know…still workin, and I think I would be distracted so much by the nature in this place.
She swings her hands behind her, like she does in her entrances, in an innocent gesture.
Amelia: Now, last week, I got to do the cool thing and win in my debut. Kinda sad that I haven't seen Joanne around since, because I wanted to thank her for a great match. But that's okay, because this week, the powers that be decided to put me against two formidable opponents that I know will result in an amazing match. Both Phoenixes, though, and that's Kate Steele and Andrea Hernandez.
She bites her lip for a second, and her smile fades.
Amelia: I had the chance to listen to what they had to say this week.
Another beat.
Amelia: I don't really appreciate your narrative, Andrea. And I don't think you have the concept on what perception is. You sit there and say that everyone in the back lies about each other and paints a narrative about each other that doesn't fit what you believe about yourself. But I don't think you get that people create their knowledge from perceptions, which is based on what you create and throw out into the crowd. I really don't appreciate you telling me that I'm just gonna be like everyone else just because of who my friends are. And I really don't appreciate how tired you sound about even being in this business, because it just sounds like shit. You're not happy if you're winnin', you're not happy if you're losin'. Ya spend so much time complainin' that it seems like you're not even willing to look at anything through any perspective other than your own narrowed view. I think Kallie told me once that it was girls like you that kind of made her jaded.
She bites her lip again, and then sighs.
Amelia: I don't really know why you came back, if all you're going to do is continue to shit on everyone else and cry victim. And if we're being honest, I also don't really appreciate your view in aligning my career to yours. In fact, I hope to have a better career than yours – one that's filled with accountability and the ability to perceive that I'm not the only one that can say anything about myself and have that be the only content that anyone is allowed to say. I don't really care how many matches it takes me to succeed, but I know that in a short amount of time, it's gonna be facing the best in this company, it's gonna be about rising and doing my best in every match. I'll deal with my "hype" when I get there, but not before.
Maybe consider that your title reigns are lackluster because…you're actin' lackluster the moment you get them? You plateau and then you crash. That's why Kayla was able to snatch it back. I didn't want to be mean when I was facin' you, but I'm really just not…pleased with your tone. Wrestlers like you, the coveted great ones apparently, should be lookin' at new wrestlers like myself as not threats, but someone you can teach. All I learned from you this week is that you have a permanent snatch malfunction and a chip on your shoulder. Like you're owed everything instead of working for it again, like someone personally hit you in the teeth and killed your dog or something. Rethink yourself..
And you Kate…
Her expression turns slightly sour.
Amelia: Kate, you sound like you're also trying to sit there and scream into clouds. Like Andrea, you also seem like you think the world needs to be handed to you on a silver platter. You've gone through this, you've had to claw back up – that's your own failure, if we're being honest. I've heard about you from Aiden, and from Kayla. How you show up from time to time screaming big things and then disappear for months on end. You refer to yourself as God's gift, but…why? Your title reigns are lackluster, the right boob looks lopsided compared to your left boom, and your filler is overdone.
The amount you talk about yourself in the span of five minutes made me want to throw up in my mouth a little bit, 'cause it sounded like you were tryin' to right all your wrongs and throw every ball to the wall to see which one was gonna stick. You're the ones sittin' there sayin' I'm trying to make myself seem like I'm special, when all I did was get myself stuck into a match. It's like ya think I'm some threat to your existence. And maybe I am, ya know? Maybe I'm a threat to both of ya because you see somethin' in me that's gonna rise above the both of ya in the company and you won't be able to sit there and say you're the big bad if the little rookie wrestler beats ya in this fight that you created for yourself. I don't care about your legacies and your stories and all the things that you named as anything.
I just wanna get my feet under me, and get seen. And how best to do that by beating the both of you?
That smile of hers comes back up.
Amelia: I won't know the outcome of the match until we have it, and despite that…I have a good feeling. I know know what I'm capable of. I know that tonight, if I lock it in, if I do what I know I can do, what I've been training so hard for, then I will beat both of you tonight. And when that happens, I hope you both take a good, hard look at yourselves and try to figure out why a rookie in her second match was able to beat wrestlers with legacy in this company instead of falling by the wayside.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see one of the youngest members of the Bombshell Roster "The Rebel Princess" Cassie Wolde leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.
Cassie: You know, it's funny, it's been what? Just under a year since I signed my SCW contract at last year's Summer XXXTreme? In fact? Let me double check something.
Cassie gets her phone out and after a bit of scrolling she finds it.
Cassie: Yep! 4th of August 2024, the day where I made my first appearance as a member of the Bombshell Roster! Now, has my career gone exactly how I wanted it to go? No, still looking for my first win on PPV, still haven't won my first title and not for a lack of trying I might add, but what better place to change that than the one year anniversary of my SCW Debut? I mean, yeah, the date won't line up exactly because it seems that the powers that be have scheduled this year's cruise for the middle of July, bit you know what else is happening next month?
Cassie grins broadly.
Cassie: My 22nd birthday, it also happens to fall on the first week of the Supercard build and trust me folks, my birthday celebration on the cruise/wrestling event is gonna be lit as fuck!
Cassie adds as she folds her arms.
Cassie: But that is three weeks away, and while I still want to get my issues with Seleana resolved at the Supercad? I've got other things on my mind, like the fact that I haven't seen action since the Queen for a Day episode that kicked off this cycle! I mean seriously, Kate Steele gets two matches and I get diddly squat?!
Cassie shakes her head.
Cassie: I don't care who it's against, I just want a Summer XXXTreme warmup match next week! And Seleana? I know you're watching, I know you've heard my apologize for those comments I made during the Viking Era Tour until the cows came home, but I hope you're ready for Summer XXXTReme in three weeks because I will be hungry like the wolfe!
Cassie walks off as the scene fades.
Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 hits the speakers, and the crowd erupts into boos. The lights dim as a spotlight shines on the stage, revealing Mercedes Vargas. She strides out with her signature smirk, exuding confidence as she pauses at the top of the ramp. Crystal Caldwell is in stride behind her.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome SCW Hall of Famers CRYSTAL CALDWELL and the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion, MERCEDES VARGAS!
Simone: There's been a lot of chatter lately about Mercedes Vargas, the reigning Bombshell Internet Champion. She's shrouded in controversy, and a lot of that has to do with her newfound friendship with Crystal Caldwell. People are questioning her motives, her alliances—everything!
Adams: And let's not forget Bella Madison! She's been all over social media, calling out Mercedes for a rematch. Bella claims that the match Alexandra Calaway booked three weeks ago wasn't her actual contractual rematch for the Bombshell Internet title. She's demanding answers, and honestly, so are we!
Simone: That's right, Jason. Tonight, we're hoping to hear from Mercedes herself—not just about her friendship with Crystal, but also about what's next for the Bombshell Internet Championship. There's a lot of controversy swirling, and I, for one, want to hear what Mercedes has to say for herself.
Adams: And you know with Crystal Caldwell by her side, there's bound to be fireworks. Will Mercedes address Bella's accusations? Will she clear the air about her alliance with Crystal? We're about to find out!
Mercedes Vargas stands in the center of the ring, the Bombshell Internet Championship draped effortlessly over her shoulder. Crystal stands by her side as Mercedes addresses the crowd, the picture of calm, confidence, and just a hint of condescension, a knowing smile playing at the corner of her lips.
Mercedes: Boulder, Colorado! How do you like me now? Lillith Locke thought she could make a statement at my expense, attacking me like a coward.
Mercedes laughs coldly, shaking her head.
Mercedes: But when it came to face me one-on-one two weeks ago, title or no title, I slammed that door right in her face.
Crystal mimes slamming a door, then dusts her hands off.
Mercedes: No title shot for Lillith. That's a little payback—and a warning to anyone else who thinks they can use my name to get ahead.
Mercedes steps up onto the second rope, raising her championship high as the crowd reacts. Crystal applauds, egging on the fans.
Mercedes: Now, let's address the so-called "controversy" about my friendship with Crystal Caldwell. Controversial? Please. The only thing controversial is how pressed everyone gets when two certified legends decide to have lunch. I don't owe anyone an explanation - not Bella, not Alexandra, not the locker room and certainly not the peanut gallery watching from the cheap seats.
Crystal: Mercedes and I have more combined accolades than Bella has Twitter followers. Maybe that's why the Bombshell locker room can't stop talking about us. Jealousy is a disease, and I hope they all get better soon.
They both laugh.
Crystal: And speaking of locker room talk, let's not forget last weekend in Denver. Alexandra Calaway and I went to war, and you all saw it—we fought so hard, neither of us could answer that ten count. Double countout. No winner, no loser, just two women who refused to back down. Alexandra, I know you're watching. You brought the fight, but so did I. And if you want to run it back, you know where to find me. I don't hide from challenges—I welcome them.
Mercedes leans over the top rope, looking straight into the camera, while Crystal folds her arms and smirks confidently.
Mercedes: But let's get to where it should be, hmm? Bella Madison. You see, Bella should be licking her wounds, having a good cry at home with her best friends Ben and Jerry's - right where she belongs. But she couldn't stay away, could she? No, she had to come out to Denver, Colorado last weekend. And that's fine.
She shrugs, feigning indifference. Crystal rolls her eyes, clearly unimpressed.
Mercedes: Let Bella decompress. Let her have her pity party in front of that crowd. Let her pretend that Denver was her safe space. After what I did to Bella Madison, people are finally starting to realize who really run things around here. After I defeated her to win and retain the Bombshell Internet Championship, after I shattered her undefeated streak in 2025, after I humiliated her not once, but twice in three weeks?
Crystal holds up two fingers, then slowly closes her fists, mouthing "twice" for emphasis as the crowd reacts.
Mercedes: There's nowhere left for her to hide. Denver couldn't save her. The Mile-High air couldn't save her. Her fans couldn't save her. Fate couldn't save her. Nothing will save her. Bella Madison realized that I'm not just the champion, I'm her reckoning.
Crystal grins and nods along, clapping her hands.
Mercedes: You wanted my attention, Bella? Congratulations, you got it. You know, I almost spilled my drink after watching your little outburst from last weekend—twice, actually. Once for the content, and once just to see how many times you could say "me" in one promo. I lost count, but I suppose when you're always the victim in your own story, it's easy to forget there are other people in the ring. It was a masterclass in self-pity and selective memory. I mean, if there was an award for "Most Likely to Make Every Loss About Herself," you'd have more gold than I do.
She lets out a soft, amused laugh, her gaze never leaving the camera.
Mercedes: Calling me out for another rematch doesn't bother me in the slightest. If anything, it's flattering. Clearly, holding the Bombshell Internet Championship means I'm living rent-free in your head. The fact that I've handed you your only losses this year is keeping you up at night. That you've been humiliated by me twice now in three weeks just eats away at you and you can't stand it.
Crystal fans Mercedes with her hand, as if cooling her off after that burn.
Mercedes: You talk about biting your tongue until it bleeds. Darling, I didn't realize you were so committed to self-sabotage. But then again, it's always easier to blame the world for your shortcomings than to look in the mirror and admit maybe—just maybe—you weren't ready. Not for me. Not for this championship. Not at Into the Void when I beat you for it. Certainly not three weeks ago at Climax Control when I beat you again to retain, fair and square, by the books and within the rules.
Mercedes glances at Crystal, who mockingly pretends to bite her own tongue, then shrugs and grins.
Mercedes: You want to call me a "washed-up legend"? Sweetheart, the only thing washed up around here is your credibility. No wonder Alexandra didn't believe in you. Every time you lose, you blame the system, the management, the universe—never yourself. It's always a new attitude, a new look, a new excuse. This whole "I'm not reinventing myself, I'm just being real" routine? I guess when you can't find your place, you just keep changing the furniture. But here's the thing: no matter how many times you redecorate, you're still not living in my house.
Crystal pantomimes rearranging furniture, then dusts off her hands, giving Mercedes a wink.
Mercedes: But I get it. Reinvention is cute, Bella. But you know what's better? Consistency. Longevity. Being the standard everyone else measures themselves against. That's what I am. That's what you're still chasing.
Mercedes paces slowly, tapping the championship belt, letting her words hang heavy in the air.
Mercedes: You want your rematch at Summer XXXtreme? Why, of course you do. You want the spotlight, the big stage, the moment. You want to make it all about you. Again. But here's the thing, mamita: You don't get to take my place. You don't get to rip anything out from under me. Because while you're busy talking about fire and rage and heartbreak, I'm busy making history.
She pauses, letting the silence hang, her gaze sharpening. Crystal stands behind her, arms folded, nodding in agreement.
Mercedes: Before you captured the Bombshell Internet Championship and your first singles championship in SCW, your career had been a series of almosts. Almost a champion. Almost a main event. Almost relevant. And every time you got close, you choke. Maybe that's why you're so obsessed with biting your tongue—you're just used to swallowing disappointment.
Mercedes gives a faint, knowing smirk, her voice low and deliberate. Crystal leans in, mouthing, "Almost doesn't count."
Mercedes: You want your rematch at Summer XXXtreme? Fine. I'll give you what you want, Bella. But I'm not handing out opportunities like candy. You want another shot at my Bombshell Internet Championship? Then you play by my rules.
Mercedes glances at Crystal, who gives an encouraging nod, then Mercedes turns back to the camera with a sly grin.
Mercedes: I'll grant your rematch, but this time, it's going to be a Last Chance match. Which means if I beat you—or, should I say, when I beat you—you can go ahead and bother the other champions in this division for their titles, because as long as I hold this championship, you will never get another shot at it. Ever again.
The crowd gasps, and Crystal raises her eyebrows, clearly impressed by Mercedes's ruthlessness.
Mercedes: Oh, and one more thing. Since you seem to think you have booking powers around here, guess what? So do I. So next week, at the go-home show? You, Bella Madison, will have a match. And that match will be against my BFF… CRYSTAL! CALDWELL!
Mercedes hands the mic to Crystal, who steps forward, her eyes locked on the camera.
Crystal: That's right, Bella. You want to prove you deserve that rematch? Then you'll have to go through me first. No shortcuts, no excuses. I hope you're ready for the fight of your life, because I don't plan on making it easy for you. See you next week.
Crystal smirks and hands the mic back to Mercedes. Mercedes slings the title over her shoulder, her expression icy and confident as she delivers the final blow.
Mercedes: And Bella? When you're lying flat on your back at Summer XXXtreme, looking up at the lights, just remember: Legends don't bite their tongues. We make everyone else eat their words.
Crystal: And Bella, after I'm done with you next week, you'll be lucky if you even make it to Summer XXXtreme.
The crowd erupts as Mercedes and Crystal exchange a knowing look. Mercedes raises her title high, Crystal stands beside her with a confident, defiant pose—arms folded and chin lifted. The two stand tall, side by side, soaking in the reaction as the camera lingers on their united front.
Simone: Love them or hate them, Mercedes Vargas and Crystal Caldwell just made a statement. And Bella Madison's got the fight of her life ahead of her next week.
Adams: Mercedes not backing down an inch, and she's made it clear that her friendship with Crystal is nobody's business but her own.
Simone: And she's not making things any easier for Bella Madison, either! A Last Chance match for the Bombshell Internet Championship, and Bella has to go through Crystal next week just to get there. Talk about stacking the deck!
Adams: This controversy isn't dying down anytime soon, Bindy. Mercedes is making headlines for all the right—and maybe all the wrong—reasons. The Bombshell Internet title picture is as heated as ever!
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and our next match! We saw the men do battle in a Triple Threat in tonight's opener that saw Eddie Lyons come out on top after pinning Aiden Reynolds but now we'll see Aiden's sister Amelia do battle with Kate Steele and Andrea Hernandez!
Adams: We saw Amelia make her SCW debut last week with an impressive win over Joanne Caneli but Kate and Andrea are a significant step up from Joanne! This is Kate's second match since she made her return against Bea Barnhart and she's been embroiled with her issues with Harper Mason and the Bombshell Roulette Champion Victoria Lyons and Andrea? This is the first we've seen of her since she failed to take back the World Bombshell Championship from Kayla Richards at Into the Void! One debutee against two veterans with a lot to prove, this should be good!
Simone: Indeed it should! Let's take it Justin!
Justin: The following is a Triple Threat Match, scheduled for one fall!
The seductive piano beat of "Cravin" by Stileto and Kendyle Paige hits the arena's address system, drawing the crowd's attention to the stage as a wash of soft peak and strobe-lit glitter begins to pulse across the stage. As the synth intensifies, the curtain parts, and Amelia Reynolds steps out onto the stage with a confident sway, her rhinestone-studded white jacket catching the lights like a thousand crystals.
Justin: Introducing first, from Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia she is "The Skyborn" AMELIA REYNOLDS!
She pauses at the top of the ramp, a small, knowing smile on her lips as she slowly spins in place, the cropped jacket flaring slightly with the motion. When she rights herself, she places her hands behind her back, clasping them, pushing her chest upwards and pursing her lips. She gives a playful wink to the camera, unclasps her hands, plants her feet, and grasps the lapels of her jacket.
Simone: As Jason mentioned earlier Amelia only just made her SCW debut but the fact that she's been thrown into a Triple Threat against two former champions of the Bombshell Division says a lot about the impression she left on the bosses.
Adams: Either that or they want to see if she sinks or swim because she's Aiden's sister and all.
With confidence placed in her feet, she begins to walk towards the ring, grace in every step and her hips swaying to the rhythm of the beat. She passes the initial stairs, and then as she nears the hard camera side, she hops lightly onto the apron, balancing on one for a second – like a ballerina testing the air – before grabbing the top rope and springboarding clearly into the ring. She lands in a low crouch with her arms wide, then rises with effortless poise and heads to the nearest corner.
Climbing the second rope, Amelia gazes out over the audience – her smile soft, but her eyes focused. She places her fingers under her chin elegantly and then grins widely as she hops off the ropes. She slides her jacket off and hands it to the referee before cracking her knuckles with a delicate defiance.
Justin: And her opponents!
The entire arena goes dark and as it does that is when we can see a huge spotlight hitting the curtain and the silhouettes of five figures illuminate behind the curtain. We are able to see Ruby Steele playing a Bass Guitar, Jenni Taylor playing a guitar, and Emerald McAdams on a drum as they begin to cover Fall Out's Boy The Phoenix. They continue playing the song until one figure burst through the curtains. Sapphire smirks as she is holding a Diamond Studded Megaphone in his hands. She points at the crowd and flames appear in a circle.
It's at that moment that we can see flame pyros going off one after another. We can hear a loud Bird HAWKING nose and that is when Diamond Steele emerges from the floor in her Phoenix inspired gear. She smiles as she gives her sister Sapphire a wicked grin before the two of them walk towards the ring.
The crowd boos as loudly as they can but Sapphire holds the megaphone and puts the Siren on using it to drown out the jeers. Diamond pays no attention to them as she just continues to make her way to the ring.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen making her way to the ring being accompanied to the ring by her sister Phoebe "Sapphire" Steele from London, England, RISING FROM THE ASHES…. She is "The Phoenix" Kate "Diamond" Steele!!!!!!!!
Sapphire: AHEM!!!!!
Sapphire doesn't seem impressed as she yells into the microphone and slides an index card to Justin.
Justin: She is the MISTRESS OF THE MEGAPHONE, THE COUNTESS OF CATCH WRESTLING, THE SORCERESS OF SUBMISSIONS, THE SPARKLING SENSATION, THE SHINING STAR, THE PRINCESS OF PUNK, GOD'S GREATEST GIFT & GEMSTONE, DIAMOND STEELE!
Sapphire: Much Better
As the drums in the song pick up Diamond takes the moment to slowly make her way to the ring as Sapphire stands outside. Once inside Kate opens up a pocket mirror and admires how she looks and her hair as she takes a heavy interest in herself waiting for the match to begin.
Simone: You know, I'm beginning to think Harper had a point when she mentioned just how many nicknames Kate has!
Adams: Even if she made up a few on the spot!
"Summertime Sadness" hits the venue's soundwaves. Andrea appears on the stage to some strong cheers from the crowd. Andrea acknowledges the crowd and completely focused on the task at hand. She gets up to the ring apron and uses the top rope to slingshot herself into it, acknowledging the crowd even further as she leans against the corner, confidently waiting for what comes next.
Justin: And from Phoenix, Arizona, ANDREA HERNANDEZ!
Simone: Andrea looks ready to get back in the swing of things after her attempt to reclaim the World Bombshell Title fell short!
Adams: But Kate and Amelia won't make it easy.
Jacob goes over the rules with all three women before calling for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And our second triple threat of the night is underway!
Adams: This should be good!
Once the bell rings Kate struts to the middle of the ring and loudly declares herself to be the best Bombshell in the match, Amelia and Andrea share a look before they charge in and hit Kate with a high and low attack, Andrea sweeping the legs and Amelia hitting a spinning wheel kick on Kate, both at the same time! Kate rolls out of the way before either of her opponents can go for a pin but that just leaves Andrea and Amelia open to trade blows in the centre of the ring.
Simone: I'm not sure what Kate expected to happen there.
Adams: I don't think she expected Amelia and Andrea to work together this early!
Kate rolls out to the ring apron to regroup while Amelia and Andrea start exchanging some chain wrestling in the middle of the ring and even though she's in the ring with a former World Bombshell Champion? She's having no issues keeping up with Andrea and they eventually reach a standstill which the crowd applauds,, Andrea goes for the early advantage with a wild right hand but Amelia ducks and counters with a Northern Lights Suplex which she bridges for the first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Kate breaks it up!
Simone: It's easy to see why Amelia's so highly touted after that exchange with Andrea!
Adams: But while Kate was down momentarily she was able to break up the pin!
Sapphire shouts words of encouragement from ringside as Kate waits for Amelia to get to her feet, when the Aussie does get to her feet Kate scores with a couple of Martial Arts kicks before hitting Amelia with a Tornado DDT! Kate goes for her first cover of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Andrea breaks it up! Kate complains to Jacob about Andrea breaking it up, even though it's a Triple Threat Match, the look on Jacob's face is priceless, and it distracts Kate long enough to allow Andrea to hit the ropes and nail Kate with a Busaiku Knee! Andrea goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Amelia breaks it up!
Simone: Given that Kate has been a part of the SCW family for a decade at this point? You'd think she'd know better when it comes to Triple Threat Matches!
Adams: If she's forgotten than both Andrea and Amelia are eager to give her a crash course, emphasis on crash!
Kate rolls to the outside for a breather where Saphire comes to her side, meanwhile back in the ring Amelia and Andrea are back on their feet and the two women are exchanging blows in the middle of the ring before Andrea scores with a couple of forearm shivers to Amelia's face and sends her across the ring, Amelia ducks the clothesline attempt by Andrea and nails Kate and Sapphire with a Suicide Dive to the outside! Both Kate and Amelia get back to their feet again and start trading blows but right as Saphire gets back to her feet? Andrea wipes out all three women with a Sommersault Plancha!
Simone: If there was any doubt that Amelia is Aiden's sister? That went out the window just now!
Adams: But Andrea just showed both her and Kate why she's a former champion! Either way, this is not Saphire's day!
Andrea picks up Kate and rolls her back into the ring while leaving Amelia alone for the moment and when both women are back in the ring? Andrea goes for a pin on Kate!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kate gets the shoulder up! Andrea shakes her head before she backs up to the corner and waits for Kate to get back to her feet, when the Brit does Andrea goes for a running kick but gets rocked by a roundhouse kick to the head that spins her around and leaves Andrea open to a German Suplex from Kate! Kate bridges for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Amelia dives in to break the pin up!
Simone: Amelia may have just saved the match for herself there!
Adams: Kate and Andrea made the classic Triple Threat Mistake: they forgot about the third wheel!
All three women get back to their feet and Andrea goes after Amelia, scoring a couple of shots before sending her across the ring, Andrea goes for a Back Body Drop on the rebound but Amelia flips over her mid-air and hits Kate with a Hurricanrana instead! Amelia holds on for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Andrea BARELY breaks it up in time! All three women are slow to get to their feet but Kate gets up first and calls for her finisher.
Simone: Kate just called for the Phoenix Down!
Adams: On Andrea no less who also uses a Phoenix Splash as a finisher! But can she hit it?
Kate heads to the top rope and goes for the Phoenix Splash only to hit nothing but matt as Andrea rolls out of the way! Andrea then hits the Rise of the Phoenix on Kate and goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
AND AMELIA BREAKS IT UP WITH THE CELESTIAL BREAK! THE ASAI CORKSCREW SHOOTING STAR PRESS!
Simone: Andrea had the match won but Amelia came from out of nowhere with that amazing move!
Adams: Both Kate and Andrea are down! Stick a fork in them, they're done!
Amelia goes for the pin on Andrea!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here's your winner, "The Skyborn" Amelia Reynolds!
Simone: Amelia just scored her second win in SCW and against a former World Bombshell Champion!
Adams: Her stock in SCW just went through the roof!
Amelia celebrates her win while Jacob checks on Kate and Andrea.
The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in. The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a light blue shirt, dark pants and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman.
Justin: Coming to the ring…he is Ben Jordan!
Suddenly the music changes bridging into "Again" by Black Stone Cherry. The curtains are pushed open and the lights blink as a woman steps out on the ramp, and swirls quickly as the lights flash back on revealing red hair cascading down the back of a woman wearing a green halter, dark hotpants, and a pair of black cowboy boots. The woman who turns to reveal Sam Marlowe.
Justin: Coming to the ring…she has been known as SCW's sweetheart, she is Sam Marlowe!!
Sam raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. At the ringside area, she stops to grab a microphone then she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera before she rolls inside the ring. She walks up to Ben and holds out the microphone which he takes.
Ben Jordan: Alright people!
The crowd cheer as Ben smiles.
Ben Jordan: I don't need to tell you who I am, I don't need to tell you who this ginge to my right is. It's so damn good to be back in a ring in front of you all and being able to speak. It's been a long bloody time since I've had the chance to do this but I still remember how it goes. Just like riding a bike.
He pauses for a second.
Ben Jordan: Last week, you might have had a butchers at the show, in fact I'm pretty sure ya did because why wouldn't ya wanna watch this place? You might have seen me and the missus appear on your screen.
Adams: Did he say missus?
Simone: Yeah, why?
Adams: Well, I know what that means coming from an Englishman...
Ben Jordan: Well, we had a little meeting with the bosses about something very special coming up, something called Summer XXXTreme.
The crowd cheer once again.
Ben Jordan: Wanna tell 'em all about it?
Ben looks towards Sam.
Sam Marlowe: That's right Ben, we did have a very interesting meeting which was quite the surprise I suppose but then again, somehow, it wasn't a surprise for him.
Sam motions at Ben who is looking everywhere but at Sam with a cocky grin on his face.
Sam Marlowe: And traditionally, Summer XXXTreme has been hosted by some very well-known people. Each year, a new host. And this year, is no different…
Sam looks at Ben with a smile and wrinkles her nose before once again addressing the fans.
Sam Marlowe: What y'all don't know is that this Summer XXXTreme is going to be hosted by none other than yours truly and this handsome …I believe you would say 'geezer' right Ben? And if you don't believe us…we have proof.
Ben nods with a smirk
Ben Jordan: Put that funky graphic up on the screen.
The screen lights up as the crowd reacts.
Simone: What an announcement Jason. Ben Jordan and Sam Marlowe are the hosts for this year's Summer XXXTreme!!
Adams: Ben and his missus you mean. That is how he introduced Sam tonight you know
Simone: Isn't that what I said Jason?
Adams: That is how he introduced Sam tonight you know. I wonder how this came about…
Simone: I am sure we will find out. But for now, all we need to know is that they are the hosts and the fans are in for a treat.
Blame it on the boom boom begins to play as Ben and Sam exit the ring and head up the ramp hand in hand as they interact with the fans. Reaching the top, they turn to look over the crowd before ducking behind the curtain.
There is a roving camera person walking around the hallway in the backstage area to see if they can get some camera time on them. Then very quickly Bill Barnhart walks around the corner and he nearly bumps into the camera person. The camera person apologizes but Bill lets them know that the near collision was his fault and not the fault of the camera person. Bill then asks the camera person to step to the side of the hallway so Bill can present some comments for the fans.
Bill: Well here we are at Climax Control 429. In a short time myself and Bea will step into the ring against Kevin Carter and Lilith Locke in a Mixed Tag Team match. Although I am looking forward to facing Kevin I want to tell you that Bea is so extremely excited for this match and she cannot wait to tear into Lilith and that we walk away winning our Mixed Tag Team match.
Bill pauses his comments as other personnel, including some of the other Sin City Wrestling wrestlers, pass by and Bill politely greets them.
Bill: I am sure some of you are asking why Bea is fired up for our upcoming match and that is a good question. Bea has not been a wrestler in the sport for very long. She has a pretty good record in the wrestling ring but she is looking to up her game and work on holding additional Championships. Me and Bea did earn the Mixed Tag Team Championship but that was a long time ago. In my wrestling history I have held so many Championships that my trophy wall is crowded. World Champion, Hardcore Champion, Tag Team Champion, and many more. Unfortunately although Bea won a lot of matches, mostly by submission or knockout, the only Championship Bea has on her record is the Mixed Tag Team Championship. Well that is all I wanted to present to you but rest assured Bea will fill in the gaps.
Bill excuses himself as he needs to get to the Staging Area to be ready for him and Bea to make their entrance for their Mixed Tag Team match. As Bill turns and walks down the hallway the roving camera person cuts their camera feed and the screen goes dark.
Bill Barnhart has already left the dressing room he and Bea are sharing as he wanted to get to the staging area to make sure he and Bea are in the correct spot for their entrance for their Mixed Tag Team Match. Bea is still in their dressing room but she is expected to come out shortly as she also needs to get to the staging area for their match. The camera person in the hallway is anticipating when Bea will exit the dressing room and they hope they can a bit of camera time with her before she has to get to the staging area for her match. The wait is not long as Bea exits the dressing room and steps into the hallway. Seeing the camera person focused on her Bea offers to present comments concerning the Mixed Tag Team match she and Bill have against Lilith Locke and Kevin Carter.
Bea: Wow! It is a nice feeling when a wrestler exits their dressing room and there are cameras to get a shot of them and there are others who are pushing and shoving others to get to speak to the wrestler. Well you can all calm down because I am not taking questions from reporters. I will present some background information before our match starts but nothing else. Sorry but that is where I stand on that item.
A collective groan rises up from others in the hallway who were hoping to be able to ask Bea questions but Bea has already ruled that out.
Bea: I am fired up for this Mixed Tag Team match tonight! With a win I will be, once again, classified as worthy to be placed back into the Bombshell Roulette Division. As I mentioned many times one of my regular rivals was a loud mouth jerk named Violet Amelia Holt. I believe the total number of matches we had against each other, that were Roulette Rules matches, came to five and the sixth match was a Mixed Tag Team match where Violet and her Father faced myself and Bill in a Mixed Tag Team match. I know you all want to know how I fared against Violet right? I won ALL FIVE of those Single matches that were under Roulette Rules and me and Bill won the Mixed Tag Team match against Violet and her father.
Bea rolls her eyes as a gesture of disgust then she continues with her comments.
Bea: Tonight I am in a Mixed Tag Team match where my direct opponent is Lilith Locke and the direct opponent for Bill is Kevin Carter. I am not going to allow Bill to remain in the match even it having Bill remain in the match gets us a quick victory. I clearly want to beat the crap out of Lilith Locke so that myself and Bill can walk away with another Mixed Tag Team win. Will our win tonight over Kevin and Lilith result in me, Bill, or both of us in a Mixed Tag Team match, getting more shots at Championships? I damn sure hope so! Lilith if you think you are going to have an easy match tonight you are not thinking properly. Every second you are in the wrestling ring having to get the crap beat out of you by me will feel like an eternity to you. You will hate this day when you had to face me and Bill in a Mixed Tag Team match. See you in the ring in a few minutes!
Bea thanks for camera person for broadcasting her comments. Bea then turns and heads toward the Staging Area where Bill is waiting for her. The camera person remains focused on Bea until she disappears down the hallway.
The cameras were starting to settle back at the ringside area. It was time for the next scheduled contest of the night. "Raise Your Glass" by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his English Bulldog Iris leading her by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a Mixed Tag Team match. Introducing first all the way from Lawrenceville, Georgia. Weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds. He is the 'Bulldog' BILL BARNHART!
When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The two make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to a ring attendant to hold onto until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.
As Dawn was talking to Bill and making sure to pat him down for any illegal items. "We're Not Gonna Take It." by Twisted Sister hits the speakers and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. Her wrestling attire consists of black leather pants, a white pullover type of tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket.
Justin: And now making her way to the ring. The wife of the Bulldog. Coming from Lawrenville, Georgia as well... BEA BARNHART!
As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring where she climbs the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She plays the crowd for a bit before running across the ring leaping up into a corner then executing a backflip landing on her feet. Bea then settles into a corner to wait for her match to start.
Simone: All week long the hype has been about Bea and Bill going into tonight's match with the upperhand. Based on experience. Something that does not happen very often.
Adams: You are correct. This isn't something that happens very often at all. Experience does go a long way, but we need to understand who they are facing as well. They're not exactly two people that play by the rules.
Simone: No they aren't. But Bea and Bill have both been known to get their hands dirty if it's needed. I expect them to be ready to fight fire with fire tonight.
The arena is consumed by darkness. A low, distorted hum seeps through the speakers like a whisper slithering through the air. A deep purple strobe flickers erratically, casting eerie shadows across the stage. The tron screen glitches to life—flashes of crawling spiders, hollow-eyed skulls, and shattered, bleeding hearts. Then, a breathy, haunting voice crackles over the speakers:
"Do you feel it? That little shiver down your spine? … That's me."
Then—BOOM!
The opening riff of "Chaos in the Calm" rips through the speakers, sending a violent shockwave through the arena. A swirling, sickly violet mist floods the entrance ramp. From the haze, a shadow emerges—Lilith Locke. Her figure slowly becomes visible, clad in black and deep purple ring gear adorned with intricate spiderwebs and ominous skulls. She drags her fingers along her wristbands, the broken heart symbols catching the dim, flickering light as she twitches them with eerie anticipation.
Her lips curl into a sinister smirk as she drags a hand through her jet-black hair, streaked with deep violet highlights. Her piercing eyes, lined in smudged, dark makeup, lock onto the ring with a cold, predatory hunger. She moves down the ramp with an almost unnatural smoothness, her black knee-high Converse boots laced up tight, stomping methodically against the steel grating. Every step feels deliberate, like she's savoring the moment before the chaos begins.
Justin: Introducing their opponents at this time. Up first from Las Vegas, Nevada. The Chaos herself, LILITH LOCKE!
At ringside, she stops abruptly. Her fingers curl into the ropes, and with a sudden, jarring movement, she hoists herself onto the apron. She drops into a crouch, her red-painted lips parting slightly as she glares into the ring, then, almost snake-like, she slithers under the bottom rope.
Now inside, she rises in one fluid, eerie motion and paces the ring, dragging her fingers along the ropes like she's feeling the energy coursing through them. She circles, eyes locked onto her opponent, her head tilting slightly in that unsettling way—as if she's studying them, deciding how much she wants to make them suffer.
Finally, she backs into the corner, slumping lazily against it before flicking her tongue across her bottom lip, a slow, wicked grin spreading across her face. The music fades, but the tension in the air remains thick. The storm has passed… but the real chaos is about to begin.
The venue was filled with an excited crowd. Lots and lots of cheers. As well as chatter could be heard throughout as they were all patiently awaiting the next bit of action to take place. There was a sudden dim of the venue lights. Only to be replaced with the flashes of green and white strobe lights. All while the opening to "The Devil In I" by SlipKnot began to play over the speaker system. Those first couple of notes had the crowd's tune changing. Boos ringing out heavily and for no other reason than they were not the least bit pleased with who was about to make their way out.
Only a few seconds had passed before the camera angle had changed just in time to see the curtain being pushed aside and the man of the hour stepping through said curtain. In an all black zip up hoodie with the hood up was none other than the Entity of Sin City Wrestling, Kevin Carter. He stood there at the top of the makeshift ramp with a glare in his eyes while glaring out at the booing fans. His facial expressions said it all. Feeling a certain amount of disgust in having to be before them, but he just ignored their boos as he began to make his journey down to the ring.
Justin: And now making his way to the ring at this time. Her tag team partner. From the most vile part of Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds. He is reigning SCW Internet Champion. A true Scumbag. The Entity of Sin City Wrestling, KEVIN CARTER!
By the time the proper introduction had come to an end from Justin, he had reached the ringside area. A short little jog Kevin leaped onto the ring apron planting his right knee pad into the mat and using the ropes to pull himself up to a vertical basis on the ring apron. The boos seemed to have only gotten louder in that few moments he made his way down to the ring. As he stood there the man proceeded to bring both his hands up in the air with a middle finger on each hand. As one would have expected, it didn't do Kevin any favors. Not by a long shot.
All types of comments were starting to be hurled in his direction along with those boos. Kevin smirked with hatred as he lowered his hands and then gripped the top rope with his left hand before swinging one leg over the middle rope. Ducking down under the top rope to finish climbing into the ring. In a true prick fashion, he took what appeared to be a small 'victory' lap around the ring culminating in him stopping in the middle of the ring. Dropping to his knees and flipping his hood back to his jacket before tossing his arms out at his side. The boos continued to ring in from the disapproving crowd as Kevin smirked a little more. Undoing his jacket as he stood up to his feet. The music starting to fade out as he retreated to his corner tossing said jacket to the floor.
Adams: This whole ordeal between Lilith and Kevin has been kind of strange. Wouldn't you agree, Belinda?
Simone: It is. For weeks and weeks. It seemed like Kevin hated the woman. Wanted nothing to do with each other. Then back at Into The Void. It all changed.
Adams: And they haven't been seen without each other since. Setting up just about every single person Kevin has been against. It'll be interesting to see how they work in a tag setting.
DING DING DING!
With the bell sounding, it was made clear that Carter and Bill were going to start the match off. Both men find themselves circling around each other. Trying to get a feel for what was going to take place. They both ended up having the same idea as they lunged forwards in the middle. Only difference was Carter ducked under Bill's arms and wrapped his arms around the wide waist of the big man. Instantly trying to lift him up and off his feet. Bill had none of it as he landed a back elbow right to the jaw of the Internet Champion forcing to let go and back up clutching at his jaw. Bill was quickly met with a glaring expression from the champion.
Simone: Ohh that elbow had some stank on it. You can see it in that expression.
Adams: That's what Kevin gets. I understand he has this god complex about himself, but you're not entering any match and just lifting Bill up with ease.
Simone: Maybe not, but you cannot deny that Bill is a little bit out classed here when it comes to our Internet Champion.
Adams: Every meeting they've had Kevin has walked away with the win. That is a proven fact, but anything can happen in the world of professional wrestling.
Carter and Bill were quick to meet up to lock horns again. This time it was a very tight collar and elbow tie up. The Internet Champion tried to get the upper hand, but Bill showed his strength. Pulling Carter in briefly before shoving him back with all his might. Forcing Carter to hit the mat hard and then roll to his knees. Frustration setting it once again. So much in fact he slapped his hands against the mat and shot up to his feet. He rushed towards Bill, but the Bulldog was waiting. Completely clobbering Carter with a clothesline while he was mid stride turning the Internet Champion inside out.
Adams: Well damn! Bill almost took Kevin's head off with that clothesline!
Simone: You can say that again. I didn't know you could hit a man with that kind of force!
As soon as he hit the mat. Carter tried to roll out of the ring, but Bill grabbed a hold of his arms and legs. Dragging him towards the center of the ring very briefly. Before using his size to his advantage once again. Leaping up and then coming crashing down with a Senton Splash. Driving all of the air out of the champion's lungs. Bill wasted no time at all turning and making the cover. Dawn slid down to the mat to make the first count of the night.
ONE!
KICK OUT RIGHT AWAY FROM CARTER!
Bill quickly found himself wrapping his arms around the head and neck of Carter. Holding on tight as he pulled him up to his feet. Yet the very second they were both up. Carter started to fight back. Rights and lefts to the body of Bill. aiming to do as much damage as he could. On the third right hand he was able to create some space. Backing up a little bit and then leaping into the air to land a Dropkick right to the chest of the Bulldog. All it did was have the man stumble back some.
Quickly regaining his composure as Carter got back to his feet. Bill aimed to take his head again. Using his speed to his advantage. Carter dodged the second clothesline and landed a Big Boot right into the back of Bill's head. He fell into the ropes and based on just pure momentum. He bounced off them backwards right into the clutches of the Internet Champion. His hands wrapped around the waist of Bill again. Lifting him straight up and landing a huge German Suplex. Bill's head and shoulders practically spiked into the mat as Carter bridged the pin.
Simone: What a German Suplex! That look like it really hurt!
ONE!
TWO!
BILL KICKS OUT!
Adams: But it was not enough to take Bill out of this match.
Carter was quick to get to his feet as he went over and made the tag to Lilith. Dawn acknowledged the tag and leaned down to inform Bill. As she was doing so Lilith came crashing down on top of Bill. All thanks to the Internet Champion launching her on top of him. Lilith rolled away with a smirk as Dawn scolded both of them for the tag team move. Not that it seemed to matter to either one of them. Carter backing up to his corner to step out. Lilith backing up as well. Bill finds himself crawling towards the corner. To reach up and make the tag to Bea.
Adams: Here we go. It's time to see what the ladies can bring to the table.
Simone: This is going to be quite the chance for Bea to prove that maybe she belongs in the same Bombshell Internet Championship contention as Lilth.
Adams: That could be true. Especially if she's able to pin Lilith, but that's not going to be an easy task by any means.
Simone: Correct. She's a little bit of a firecracker!
Bea and Lilth met right in the middle of the ring. The trash talking comes from Lilith almost right away. She took her hand and proceeded to muff it across the face of Bea. More trash talking escaping the woman's mouth. However that's when Bea caught Lilith right in the mouth with a right hand putting the woman down on her backside. Quickly showing she wasn't in the mood for talking. Lilith didn't even have a chance to do anything else but Bea landed a low dropkick to her chin to flatten her against the mat.
Bea got right back to her feet. Taking one look at the downed Lilith and took off running towards the ropes. She hit them and let the momentum carry her over. Coming right up to Lilth, popping herself into the air, and coming right down with a Leg Drop. Landing with all her weight across the chest. Lilith grasped for air as she tried to roll away, but Bea grabbed her and pulled her back onto her back. Being sure to hook the leg for a cover as Dawn slid down to count.
ONE!
Simone: Bea is trying to take this home early.
TWO!
Adams: And going old school with a Leg Drop. Simple but effective.
LILITH FORCES A KICK OUT!
Simone: But it isn't effective enough.
Adams: No, it is not. Bea does have control though. All she needs to do is keep applying the pressure.
As he was calling this out. Bea grabbed a handful of Lilith's hair and pulled her to her feet. Taking a hold of her arm and then whipping Lilith across the ring into one of the corners. Bea charged in the moment Lilith hit the turnbuckle and crushed her with a splash in the corner. Side stepping it as she let Lilith fall to the mat on her face. Bea then stepped through the ropes right there by the corner. Turning her attention to climbing up top. As she was climbing Lilith was already showing signs of life.
Attempting to stand herself up. At the exact same time that Bea stood up on the top rope. Lilith stood up on her feet, but fell right into the ropes. Seemingly still out of it. Yet as she fell into the ropes it caused Bea to lose her balance and come crashing down. Crouching herself on the top turnbuckle. Lilith leaned against the ropes she fell into with a smirk. Sending the message that her 'falling' had been done by design. It didn't take her long at all to approach Bea.
Adams: I don't like it. I don't like it one bit. But I do have to admit that was smart on Lilith's behalf.
Simone: It wasn't smart at all. We're just lucky Bea landed where she did. If she fell into the ring, it could have been really bad.
She yanked on the hair of her opponent. Forcing Bea to lean forward despite being hung up on the ropes. Lilith grabbed both of the woman's arms, hooking them with Bea's head under her armpit. Lilith snapped right back towards the mat, yanking Bea with her for a Double Arm DDT from the top rope. Bea's head spiked into the mat as she then fell right onto her back. Towards the middle of the ring leaving her in a prime position. The crowd booing right away as Lilith crawled to make the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
BEA FORCES HER SHOULDER UP!
That was not anything Lilith wanted to see happen. She sat right up on her knees and wrapped both of her hands around the throat of Bea. she began to squeeze and squeeze. Trying to choke the life right out of the woman, but there was Dawn to interfere. Quickly warning Lilith about the chances of disqualifying her. Satisfied with the little bit she had done. Lilith took her hands off the throat of Bea watching her roll to her side to gasp for air. Lilith heading to her corner to make a tag.
Carter stepped through the ropes to get back in the ring. He watched was Bea crawled herself towards the corner where Bill had his hand stretched out to her. The second he made the tag and started to climb through the ropes. The Internet Champion showed his true colors. Going on the attack before Bill could make it in the ring. Landing punches and kicks. Forcing Bill down to the mat a little bit at a time. Dawn did her best to warn Carter about his actions but they were falling on deaf ears.
On the last stomp Carter took a few steps away from Bill. hoisting his arms out to either side of him. Getting the negative response that he had surely expected from all of those in attendance. Something that didn't appear to bother him. Not even in the slightest bit, turning his attention back to Bill, and shouting at the man to get to his feet.
Simone: Of course this man can't ever do things in a fair manner. Always looking to have that leg up on the competition. No matter what line it crosses.
Adams: Belinda. There is no reason for you to even be surprised at this point. He had shown his colors since he walked back into this company. It's never going to change.
Simone: I know it won't but I cannot just bite my tongue anymore. Kevin is going to go down in history as a man that cut corner after corner. Instead of proving himself.
Adams: And I can guarantee you. None of that means anything to him.
Bill was slow to get up as he was being called to do so, but he was getting up. Getting right to his hands and knees. That was seemingly good enough for Carter as he charged forward for a running knee stri-no! Bill dodged the knee that was coming for his head. Carter missed in a big way as he had to grab the ropes to prevent himself from colliding with them.
He didn't even get a chance to let go of the ropes before Bill caught him by surprise. Grabbing him from behind for the "BULLDOG SLAM" getting brought down in the middle of the ring with force. Carter rose up holding his spine in some pain after being slammed down. Only for Bill to push him back down against the mat flush while making the cover. Hoping to put an end to the match.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOO!
CARTER KICKED OUT WITH FORCE!
Bill was looking over at Dawn with an almost defeated expression. It was clear he was thinking of what he had to do to get this thing to be over with, but he remained as cool and collected as he could. Standing up to his feet and then grabbing a hold of the Internet Champion to force him to stand up. Bill went for the kill as he locked his arms around the head and neck of Carter. Securing that signature SLEEPER HOLD of his right there in the middle of the ring. Forcing Carter to flail his arms around looking for a way out, but it looked like it was locked in deep.
Adams: Sleeper Hold! Bill has that Sleeper Hold locked in!
Simone: We have seen him use this a few times to put people away.
Adams: But is it going to be the thing to put Kevin away?
Simone: And if he does, wouldn't that put him in line for a future shot at the Internet Championship?!
Carter stumbled forward and then dropped down to his knees. Something that Bill wasn't expecting as it forced him to let go of the hold. Flying head first into one of the turnbuckle pads. Bill hit with such a force it slumped the man in the corner. Carter got right back to his feet and took notice of the situation Bill was in.
He marched right up, grabbing the man by the back of his tights, and pulled him towards him. Right away the Internet Champion slammed Bill down for "NO MORE MEMORIES" spiking the man onto his head in the process. Carter turned and hooked both of the legs of Bill. The smirk on his face let it be known he thought he had it in the bag.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOO!
BILL KICKS OUT JUST IN TIME!
The crowd came alive for the veteran superstar when he was able to find a way to get his shoulder up just in time. Carter sat there on his knees, trash talking Dawn over her officiating. For a few seconds before he decided to go back to what was important. He grabbed a hold of Bill's head and pulled him up to his feet. Carter got a hold of the wrist of and then attempted to shoot him towards the ropes.
At the last second Bill countered the Irish whip. It sent Carter right into the ropes instead. He hit the ropes and came right back to Bill. With what looked like it was just so easy. Bill popped Carter straight up into the air and caught the Internet Champion right over his shoulder. Turning briefly to slam him smack dab in the middle of the ring with Powerslam. It was with enough force that it took them both out for the time being. Dawn kneeled down between the two of them to check on them.
Simone: Goodness! That might've done some serious damage to the spine of Kevin!
Adams: Bill is in the best chance he could be to win. All he has to do is roll over and make the cover, but that looked like it took everything out of him.
Bill laid sprawled on his back after the slap. So did Carter. It was leaving Dawn with no other choice but to begin the count out. Standing back to her feet as she stood between the two of them and started to count out loud.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
The first signs of life were seen with Carter rolling to his side and looking up in the corner to see Lilith with her hand stretched out. Wanting to get back into the ring. Anything she could to help him out.
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Bill was seen starting to get up to his hands and knees. Looking to see Bea calling to him. By now the Internet Champion had started to crawl to his corner. Knowing what needed to be done to change the momentum.
EIGHT!
NINE!
Before Dawn could get to ten. Carter dove into his corner to make the tag to Lilith. At the exact same time Bill had dove into his corner to do the same thing. Bea and Lilith both come into the ring with something to prove. The two women meeting right in the middle exchanging blows back and forth with each other. Bea started to get the upper hand with punch after punch. It backed Lilith up into the ropes. She grabbed the woman by the wrist and then shot her across the ring.
Lilith hit the ropes and came right back to a waiting Bea. She was quick to scoop the legs out from under Lilith. Planting her down onto her back. Only to then grab one of the legs of Lilith. Setting herself up to end this match with "THE PRETEZ-NOOOO!" Before the submission could be locked in completely. Lilith kicked Bea off with her other foot. Sending the woman flying forward and coming within seconds of crashing right into Dawn. She was able to stop herself. Holding her hands out and apologizing.
Adams: We almost witnessed disaster there! Who knows what this match would have turned into if Bea had collided with Dawn?!
Simone: I can guarantee you. It wouldn't have been good and all type of rules would have been broken in the process!
Dawn was ensuring it was fine. No damage had been done, but this brief interaction was nothing more than a distraction. By the time Bea had turned herself around Lilith was already on her feet and waiting. Wasting no time at all. Lilith scooped Bea right onto her shoulders. Bill was finally getting up after making the tag and seeing the danger his wife was in. He started to rush in, but was quickly intercepted by Carter.
Who scooped him onto his shoulders. Carter and Lilith showed they were in sync with each other when they launched their opponents off their shoulders. The Internet drilled Bill with "INTO THE ABYSS" while Lilith drove Bea down with "STORM IN MY HEAD"! Causing the whole ring to shake after the two had been planted into the mat. Carter rolled to his feet and fell back into the corner. Watching Lilith make the cover on Bea.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here are your winners. The Internet Champion, KEVIN CARER and LIIIIILIIITTHHH LOOOOCKKKKEEEE!
As the bell sounded to signify the end of the match. Lilith was getting right to her feet. Carter started to march on over towards her. He grabbed a hold of one of her hands and raised it into the air. Pointing right at the woman. As expected it didn't do them any favors. The crowd booed pretty heavily over the realization that they had won.
Simone: First time teaming up and they managed to snag the win.
Adams: I was kind of holding out that the experience of Bea and Bill might've been too much. I did say anything can happen, but this was kind of expected.
Simone: This certainly helps send a message that they could be a duo not to cross in the near future.
Adams: And this helps send a message to both Mercedes and Alexander. These two are on their A game right now. This could be what the future holds for them. A loss at their hands.
Back inside the ring Bill had grabbed a hold of Bea and started to help pull her out of the ring. All while Lilith and Carter kept their spot directly in the middle of the ring. Celebrating the victory despite how the fans felt. This was an image only seen a few more seconds before the cameras cut backstage to catch some more of the action.
In the lobby of the CU Events Center, World Heavyweight Champion Helluva Bottom Carter stands beneath a banner bearing his name and image, his championship title slung over his shoulder. With an eager crowd of fans waiting patiently in line for an autograph or photo op, Carter greets each person with a smile, signing posters, shirts, and even a few homemade championship replicas. Children beam as they snap selfies beside him, while Carter's husband Miles watches from just off to the side, wanting his husband to have this moment to himself while he greets his own fans.
One youngster approaches Carter timidly with a colorful 8x10 of him standing alongside Miles in a publicity photo that brings back loving memories of when the now husbands first got together and became the fan awarded Couple of the Year. Carter leans down, his bright blue eyes taking the child's Bella Madison t shirt and her wearing a replica of the Bombshell title belt.
HBCarter: Hi there! What's your name?
The child turns to bury her head bashfully in the pant leg of her mother but her mom steers her around to face the young man she wanted to meet. The little girl mumbled.
HBCarter: I'm sorry, I didn't quite get that?
Mother: Her name is Ariana.
Hearing this, Carter's face lit up with an infectious smile.
HBCarter: So's my best friend! Did you know that??
The little girl nodded. Carter then nodded toward the 8x10 in her little hand.
HBCarter: Do you want me to sign that for you?
Again, the little girl nods and Carter takes the picture from her, and seeing that MIles had already signed it for her, he proceeds to sign his own name right alongside his husband's own. He then held the glossy back to her and she silently took it. Carter is unable to help himself as he leans forward.
HBCarter: Say, would you mind if I had my picture taken with you?
The little girl just stares at Carter but a hand on her shoulder from her Mom ushers her forward. Carter crouches down beside her and puts an arm around her tony shoulders, but silently beckons to Miles. MIles is only too happy to join in the fun as Ariana's Mom takes her picture with the two men. But before Carter lets her go, he takes out his own phone and takes a selfie with the young fan as well. Some memories should never be forgotten.
HBCarter: Thank you.
The champion says with much sincerity to the mother as Miles takes his former place in front of the fans. That is when a young woman in a staff uniform approaches with a box adorned with a red ribbon.
Woman: Carter?
HBCarter: Yes?
Woman: This was delivered to the offices for you. Special delivery.
Carter frowns as he is handed the box.
HBCarter: Special…
He turns to address Miles.
HBCarter: Did you send me flowers?
Miles answers off-handidly as he signs a t shirt for a fan.
Miles: No. Why?
That is when Miles looks up and sees Carter looking over the long box in his hands. He holds up a hand to forestall the next wave of fans and walks over as Carter pulls the ribbon off of the box and lifts the lid…
HBCarter: What the hell…?
Both frown as inside the box are a bouquet of dead orchids.
Pussy Willow is standing in the center of the ring, microphone in hand. As the chatter from the crowd dies down, they all expect her to raise her microphone to speak but instead she looks to the backstage entrance as "Eye of The Tiger" by Survivor starts to play. The crowd erupts in cheers and a few moments later the growing in popularity Artie emerges from backstage with Bobbie Dahl by his side!
Simone: Jason, if you had asked me a few years ago if I ever saw a day where Artie would be wrestling and Bobbie supporting him, I'd have laughed in your face.
Adams: Well that's not nice! Everyone deserves a chance, Belinda!
You can practically hear Belinda rolling her eyes as she holds back a laugh. Meanwhile, Artie and Bobbie have made their way down the walkway towards the ring, greeting and high fiving fans along the way. Once to the ring, Artie walks up the stairs first, then sits on the second rope, holding it open for his supportive wife like a gentleman.
Pussy Willow has a microphone waiting for Artie and she holds it out to him as he and Bobbie walk up to stand next to her. They wait a few moments for his music to die down and the fans to quiet before getting down to the reason they are in the ring.
Pussy: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Artie, accompanied by his lovely wife, Bobbie Dahl.
The crowd cheers and claps. Artie nods and waved to the crowd, and Bobbie smiles, but remains where she is, as this is about Artie and not her.
Pussy: Artie was asked to be out here to discuss recent events. He has been in some highly challenging matches over the last few weeks, including last week when he faced J2H in the main event. Unfortunately Artie has not walked away on the winning side in any of his matches. Artie, can you first tell us how you're feeling about your match against J2H last week?
Artie nods a few moments and scratches his head before raising his microphone to speak.
Artie: I'm not gonna stand here and lie, but I wasn't one hundred percent focused on J2H last week. I mean, I tried my best and I think I fared pretty well against him, but considering certain events from recent weeks, I was definitely distracted. But if you ask me, I do think that J2H underestimated me a little bit and wasn't expecting the fight I put up against him, but hey…At least I can say that I faced J2H in the main event.
Pussy Willow nods and even offers Bobbie a quick friendly glancing smile.
Pussy: That is very true. Have any of your losses recently discouraged you or made you second guess your decision to take over wrestling while Bobbie takes some personal time away from the ring?
Artie shrugs.
Artie: Under normal circumstances, I would say yes to that, but considering that each of those losses were very nearly wins, I can't exactly be disappointed in my performance. The only thing I can be disappointed in is the fact that I wasn't watching my back or expecting someone to interfere somehow. I guess I still need to work on that. So, no. I'm not really discouraged. I know either way, Bobbie and my family are proud of everything I've done so far.
Pussy: Back to the topic of recent events, since Into The Void and how you lost the King for A Day crown, you've had an ongoing war with Guy With Cape. Neither of you are fans of the other, obviously, but talk to us about that situation. You can't seem to get over how he won the King For A Day crown.
Artie lets out a bit of an annoyed laugh as he thinks about his ongoing war with Guy With Cape. Bobbie gently squeezes his arms, trying to calm him down, but he starts shaking his head.
Artie: Oh I've gotten over that one, Pussy. That is all water under the bridge because when I thought long and hard about it, I was fighting for something that would have only given me one night of fun and glory. So, yeah, I'm over that. But what I can't, and won't get over, is the fact that Guy keeps pushing my buttons. Guy keeps costing me matches that he shouldn't, and yet he's supposed to be this popular guy, pun intended, because of the ridiculous way he acts.
Bobbie can sense Artie's growing tension and she tries to talk him down but he refuses.
Artie: No, no, no. I'm not going to stay calm with this, because why should I? I've always tried to be a decent guy, but where has decent gotten me lately? People are bullying me and costing me matches, and I'm done with it. So I have a better idea. A couple of weeks ago, Guy used his King For A Day title to his advantage and he walked away with something. Something better than a silly crown.
The crowd cheers, now understanding where this is going.
Simone: Ooh, I know where he's headed with this!
Adams: You go Artie!
Artie nods with a smile as he looks towards the backstage entrance, completely ignoring the fact that Pussy Willow is still in the ring.
Artie: I finally realize I've been aiming my sights a little too high. I can still have fun and glory with that title that Guy is now walking around with in his possession. The Roulette Championship. Some people may think I don't deserve it, but I think after all of the crap I've had to deal with recently and how much I've been cheated out of wins lately because of that painted up weirdo, I've certainly earned it! So I'm standing out here right now, challenging Guy With Cape for the Roulette Championship! At Summer XXXTreme!
The crowd cheers loudly as Artie stares towards the back issuing his challenge. Bobbie walks up behind him once again trying to calm him down. Pussy Willow is about to respond, but she's quickly cut off.
"KEKEKEKEKEKEKEKE"
The familiar sound of laughter could be heard coming through the arena's speakers. It didn't take long for people to realize who it was. There were some very mixed reactions from the crowd. A couple of seconds later Guy could be seen coming from behind the curtain with the Roulette Championship displayed proudly on his shoulder.
Guy: Excuse meh! Guy couldn't help but hear all this blah blah nonsense. Are yew trying to put King Guy's minions to sleep? Yew are boring. Yew have no charisma. Yew are as interesting as watching paint dry. Goodness!
He couldn't help himself snickering once again. All while Artie and Bobbie glared down at him from the ring.
Guy: And who da heck do yew think yew are? Talking about DESERVING title matches. Do yew smoke dem funny trees with Scott in the back? Cuz das the only way yew can truly fink yew deserve anything. Yew couldn't wrestle your way out of a wet paper bag with a pre hole cut into it. Heckin' losah man. But since yew fink yew deserve this. Let King Guy be a man of his people and ask their opinions. My Minions. Do yew think Artie has DESERVED a shot at King Guy's championship?!
There was an immediate response from those in attendance. Loud cheers were heard following that question. Artie stood in the ring with a proud smile. Knowing the fans had his back.
Guy: Hmphhh... So my minions fink I should give Artie a Roulette Championship match at Summer XXXtreme?!
Once again the crowd let it be known how they felt with those loud cheers. Guy standing there looking at those he called his minions. A bit of a pu
led look on his face, but he nodded his head. Turning his attention back to Artie in the ring.Guy: Well... well... well. Artie, it seems like the minions have spoken. King Guy is all about giving the people what they want. All about making his minions as happy as they can be. So he says to your request for a championship match at Summer XXXtreme...
He paused for a brief second.
Guy: Ahhh no! Kekekekekeke!
His snickering could be heard into that microphone that he held. This did him no favors at all as the crowd booed heavily. For the first time maybe showing that they weren't on Guy's side. All the champion did was shake his head.
Guy: Yiiiis! Yiiiis. King Guy understands yew are upset with him minions, but yew will learn forgive your King with time. Yew see the reason King Guy is saying no is... Artie has done nothing. Literally nothing to earn a shot at King Guy's championship. He couldn't beat J2H. He couldn't beat the Bottom. He couldn't become da King. Heck, 'McDouche TwatWaffle' Logan Hunter has won more matches than Artie has. Das really really heckin' sad.
It didn't appear that the crowd was very pleased at all with Guy or his 'facts' he was trying to present. He paced back and forth there on the stage.
Guy: Maybe perhaps one day Artie. One day yew will figure out this wrasslin' thing. String it together. Get yew some wins. And then we can circle back to this idea of a sot at Guy's championship but for now. It's a big fat NO!
Boos continued to reign down heavy in the direction of the Roulette Champion. By then Guy had turned himself around and was about to walk away. Until he heard Artie shouting back at him.
Artie: Are you scared?!
That one question had Guy seething with his expression. He turned back around to face him from where he stood.
Artie: If I am so bad. If I can't wrestle. Then it should be a walk in the park for you at Summer XXXtreme right? An easier night than last week against Logan.
Guy arched his eyebrow some. Keeping his expression on the man in the ring that was hell bent on continuing to call him out.
Artie: You have nothing to worry about essentially. So, just give me the title shot... Unless deep down you're a coward. Unless deep down you're afraid you can't win.
Those words were getting under the skin of Guy. it could be seen in his expression. The crowd loved every minute of it. Cheering the young man on. Those cheers were almost instantly quieted when Guy shouted.
Guy: Silence Minions!
He was very loud and sounded very upset. Guy had taken a few steps from that stage. Down the ramp as if he was going to approach the ring.
Guy: Yew don't understand Artie. King Guy is much much more intelligent den yew give him credit for. Fink yew can just bait your King into this match. Nu nu nu! Das not how this works at all. But.. maybe Guy has a proposition for yew. A stipulation of sorts.
Artie: Name it! Whatever it is. Just name it.
Guy: Ahhh yiiiis. Very good. Eager little boy. Yew see, if King Guy is going to lower his standards and give yew a title shot yew do not deserve. There has to be something on the line for Guy. Yiiiiiis. Your King has to benefit as well. So how about dis. At Summer XXXtreme. King Guy will give yew a Roulette Championship under one condition... Yew put your career on the line!
Instantly there was an unsettling feeling inside the arena. Silence really fell over everyone. Guy was smirking wickedly from ear to ear with those black painted lips. Artie looked very caught off guard and stunned. Bobbie stepped up and shouted at Guy.
Bobbie: No! He will not be doing anything like that! You don't get to pick and choose who you defend the championship against!
Guy: Pfffffft! Das where yew iz wrong. Dis is Guy's championship. It's his baby. It's his prize possession. He gets to make all the decisions.
Bobbie: You do not! And I am not about to let my husband be baited into putting his career on the line by some freaking jester!
Guy: So be it... No career. No title. Simple as dat. Yew two have a nice night!
Right then Guy turned back around. Taking a few steps back up that ramp and started to go for the back. Again, he was stopped when he heard Artie shout at him.
Artie: Wait!
Bobbie: Artie. No. Please, don't do this.
Artie: I have to do this. I have to do this! If I can't beat this clown, then I don't deserve to have a career here in SCW anyway. Guy... You're on!
The expression on Bobbie's face was horrified. Could not believe what she had heard her husband say. The crowd themselves were just as shocked. Not sure if cheering was the right thing to do or not. Guy's smirk got very wide as he looked down at the man.
Guy: Kekekekeke. King of the Day. Roulette Champion. And da man that ended Artie's mediocre wrestling career. Yiiiiiiiiiiiis! All good fings for Guy!
His snickering could be heard some more. Finally walking back through that curtain to disappear. Back inside the ring Bobbie was right in front of Artie trying to get him to answer why he would do this. Artie just had a blank expression on his face. Almost like maybe just maybe he was regretting his decision already. From there the cameras cut to the locker room area.
Cameras had made their way back out to the ring. The crowd was very much alive and letting it be known how they felt. They were excited for the next match that was set to take place. Rightfully so. As the opening rift of 'Kafka' by Jinjer begins to play out the lights change to a darkish blue, filling the area with a hazy blue. Smoke billows from the entrance way, covering the ramp and creating a cloud big enough for a person to stand in at the entrance curtain.
'Hardly in the spirit of the era. Dedicated and thin skinned.
One appeared in front of the jury. Face uncovered in front of the jury.'
Alexander bursts from the smoke cloud, eyes open wide as he slowly casts his gaze over the crowd. His face drawn and stoic, the slight flaring of his nostrils as he nods a little to himself. His hand extends out to his side, as Luna Pasilno steps through the smoke, taking his hand in hers. The two of them slowly begin to make their way down the ramp, hand in hand.
Justin: The following contest will be contested under Street Fight rules. Introducing first at this time. All the way from Melbourne Victoria, Australia. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. He is known as 'The Last Raven' and the 'Napalm King' ALEXANDER RAVEN!
As they reach the ring apron, they let go of each other's hands, Alexander stepping up onto the ring apron, and turns to look back at Luna. The two of them lock eyes as he slowly steps backwards through the ropes, never breaking a gaze from her. An unspoken acknowledgement as he slowly steps backwards toward the centre of the ring, Luna making her way around the ringside area taking up place nearby. Alexander came to a stop in the middle of the ring, eyes still locked on her. Waiting for the bell.
Adams: Last week we saw the mindset of Alexander in a match against Felix. He was out to hurt that man all night long.
Simone: And hurt him he did. However, I do have to question what kind of physical state that Alexander is in tonight. After getting his head caved in with a hammer last week.
Adams: Alexander isn't my favorite person in the world, but I can admit that he is without a doubt one of the toughest men on our roster. I am sure his physical state is going to be better than most.
About that time is when the arena's lights dimmed down just a little bit, flashing orange and white strobe lights flashing to the beat of "Bad Man" by Polo G the second it hit the speaker system. As expected the entire arena erupted into loud cheers for the returning young sensation known as "The Brat". Only a few seconds had passed before Jayden could be seen pushing his way through the curtain and right onto the stage. Stopping to look around at those cheering fans.
Justin: And now introducing his opponent. Hailing from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and five pounds. 'The Brat' JAYDEN HARRIS!
By that point Jayden had already made it to the ringside area. He was cracking his knuckles as he walked up the steel steps to the ring. Making his way to about the center of the apron before turning and looking out at the crowd of people. He slowly raised his arm into the air with that closed fist of his. Getting a massive response from the crowd. From there Jayden turned and swung his left leg over the middle rope. Ducking down to get inside the ring himself. As his music started to die down. Jayden began to back himself into his own corner. Looking over at Vincent with rage in his eyes. He was ready to get this thing under way.
Simone: I wish I could be in Jayden's head right now. I want to know what hes thinking as he's about to step into the ring with Raven.
Adams: Their bad blood is well documented with each other. So much bad blood that this is the type of match. You'd see at High Stakes. But we're getting it right here tonight on Climax Control.
Simone: Knowing everything we know about their history. As well as knowing that this is going to be a street fight. I got a gut feeling. Things are going to get out of hand very quickly.
DING DING DING!
The very second the bell rang all hell was ready to break loose. Jayden and Raven rushed each other, meeting in the middle of the ring. Jayden took the first shot with a huge right hand to the jaw. Raven, not wanting to be outdone, proceeded to fire back with a left hand of his own to the jaw of the Brat. Neither backing down from each other. Letting those fists just reign out over one another.
All of the sudden Raven took control with a knee to the gut that caught Jayden off guard forcing him to double over. He took the point of his elbow and then cracked it across the back of the Brat's head. Jayden stumbled away holding the back of his head. He didn't get too far. Before Raven spun him around and landed a punch to the face. Then another punch and then another punch backing him up against the ropes.
Raven went for another punch, but this time it was blocked. Jayden catches the man's hand and then comes back with his own punches. Right hand after right hand after right hand having them back in the center of the ring. Jayden switching it up with a couple of left handed jabs before landing a bionic elbow to the point of Raven's head having them man stumble away holding his head with both hands.
Adams: This is exactly what we thought it was going to be. A straight up brawl between these two men!
Simone: To be fair Jason. I think it's a bit mild compared to what I thought it would be. Let's not forget Raven almost ended Jayden's career. I am very surprised Jayden isn't taking this man to the cleaners.
Adams: Oh give it time Belinda. This is just starting. Jayden waited nine months for this moment. There's no way he lets it slip through his fingers.
Of course Jayden was hot on Raven's trail. Not about to let him get too far by any means. He grabbed the man by his head and spun him around. Yet that was the mistake as Raven took his thumb and drove it right into Jayden's eye. Blinding the man for the moment. Jayden held his eye in pain but Raven was far from done with the man. Landing a kick right to the gut. Then grabbing Jayden by the head and throwing him through the ropes.
Thankfully for Jayden he was able to land on his feet. Looking up as Raven was just stepping through the ropes and onto the apron. Acting quickly, Jayden grabbed a hold of one of his feet and yanked it out from under him. Raven loses his balance and lands harshly on the ring apron. He flopped to the ground with Jayden already on the attack. Grabbing a hold of the man's head and lifting him up. All for a brief second to slam him head first into the steel guard rail at ringside.
Raven instantly crumbled to the floor holding his head. That wasn't enough for Jayden to have any kind of mercy on him at all. Making sure that the man was pinned up against the guard rail. Before starting to stomp at Raven. Making sure to connect with whatever body part he could. It didn't matter if it was his face, his chest, or even his neck. He was hell bent on doing as much damage as he could. All of which he could do within the confines of the rule.
Simone: He is quite literally stomping a mudhole in Alexander.
Adams: And walking it dry! Jayden does not have a single bit of remorse for his actions right now.
Simone: Nor should be. Considering what Alexander did to him all those months ago.
He landed one final stomp. Before throwing his hands in the air. The crowd went wild for the young man. By that point Alexander was holding his chest in pain and starting to crawl away. Trying to get away and create some distance between the two. That wasn't going to work for long. As Jayden turned around seeing Alexander trying to crawl away. He quickly snagged a hold of Raven's hair and started to pull him up. Just up enough to put Alexander's head between his thighs.
Jayden then wrapped his arms around the waist of Raven. Flipping him up onto his shoulders into the powerbomb position. With seemingly no regard for the body or well being of Raven. Jayden launched him off his shoulders with a BUCKLE BOMB right into the steel ring post. Raven's spine had to be on fire as he hit the floor and instantly began to favor his back after being tossed into it. Jayden let out a small smirk across his head as he reached out and grabbed Raven to pull him up. Tossing him into the ring.
Raven rolled all the way to the middle of the ring. With Jayden sliding in and wasting no time at all to make the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
RAVEN FORCES A KICK OUT!
Jayden didn't seem to have much thought about the man being able to kick out the way that he did. Instead he got up to his knees and pulled Raven up by his head. Locking his arm around the throat of Raven. Being sure to squeeze down with everything he had. Cutting off the oxygen floor. Drew kneeling down to check on Raven as he looked like he was starting to fade pretty quickly.
Adams: Jayden is using a little bit of an illegal choke there.
Simone: Nothing is considered illegal in a Street Fight though, Jason.
Adams: I'm more than aware of that, but Jayden knows he can lock his arm down like that in any other situation. He's really using the stipulation to his advantage.
Simone: You're acting like Alexander wouldn't do the same thing if he was presented the opportunity to be in control.
Adams: Not saying that at all. I know he would!
About that time Raven could be seen reaching up in a last ditch effort. Taking both of his thumbs and digging them into the eyes of Jayden. Once again blinding the young man and forcing the hold to be broken. Jayden stumbled away holding his eyes. Raven got up to his feet rubbing his neck a little bit. Looking up to see where Jayden was and charged right at him. Connecting with a clothesline that sent Jayden over the top rope. He however hooked his arm in the ropes and prevented himself from hitting the floor.
Jayden was trying to pull himself up on the apron. He no sooner got up to his feet when Raven came out of nowhere with a Face Wash Big Boot right to the side of his jaw. The Brat goes limp there against the ropes. Raven wasted no time at all stepping through the ropes. He wrapped both of his arms around the waist of Jayden. Lifting him up and delivering a nasty German Suplex Jayden's neck spiking off the hardest part of the ring before he flopped to the ground.
Simone: Oh my! A German to the ring apron!
Adams: We all know that is the hardest part of the ring. There is no give to it at all.
Simone: I don't know how Jayden is even going to get up after something like that. You just know that is going to do some serious damage to the spine!
Jayden had hit the floor and rolled over to the guard rail. Holding his neck some kicking his feet against the floor in pain. Raven had dropped down and grabbed a hold of the ring apron. Quickly he lifted it up and started to search under the ring. It didn't take long for the man to start pulling out a multitude of weapons. It was first a ladder, then it was a kendo stick, and that was followed up by not one, not two, not even three, but four separate tables. During the time he was dragging out weapons.
The Brat was up on his feet. He grabbed a hold of Raven and spun him around. He went for a punch, but before he could connect. Raven landed a nasty headbutt to the bridge of the nose. Jayden fell to his knees right away and clutched his nose. Blood could be seen starting to pour through the creases of his fingers. Letting it be known that headbutt did a little more damage than Raven thought, but like a shark that smelled blood in the water. He was on the attack right after picking up that kendo stick.
Raven winded it up for a brief moment before taking the kendo stick right across the back of Jayden. It instantly caused the man to scream out in pain and agony. He dropped back down to the floor. Arching his back from where the kendo stick had connected. His feet kicked against the mat again. Raven lined the man up and slammed the kendo stick down on the Brat. again he raised up in pain. Clearly being worn out by that stick.
Adams: My oh my! Raven is wearing this man out with those kendo stick shots. This is not looking good for Jayden!
Simone: From his spine to his ribs. You can tell that this is not going to end well for the Brat. It's not going to end well at all.
Adams: Jayden needs to find a way to create seperation and keep it separated!
Jayden had crawled over and grabbed a hold the ring apron. Using it to help pull himself up. Falling against it. Raven was already in position. Reaching back with that Kendo Stick and then slamming it against the spine of Jayden a third time. He screamed out in agony while impulses took over. He rolled into the ring to get away. All while kicking and holding his back in the process. Raven let go of the Kendo Stick as he slid into the ring staying hot on Jayden's trail. By now the Brat was on his hands and knees.
Trying to crawl towards the ropes in order to keep creating space. Raven wasted no time at all, reaching out, and snagging the young man by his shaggy curls. He pulled him right up to his feet. He turned him around and hooked a hold of Jayden. Lifting him straight up into the air before slamming him down with an Exploder Suplex. If that wasn't good enough, Raven had already broken out into a sprint towards the ropes. Bouncing off of them and coming down with a Springboard Elbow Drop across Jayden's chest. Going for the cover right away.
ONE!
TWO!
JAYDEN FORCES A KICK OUT!
Despite the onslaught Jayden was going through. He was willing to keep fighting. Not exactly something that Raven was happy with. He grabbed a hold of Jayden's head. Pulling it off the mat for a brief second as he landed a nasty head butt. Knocking him flush against the mat. From there Raven was quick to roll out of the ring. Turning his attention to the tables he had pulled out from under the ring. Grabbing the first one and sliding it into the ring. Then the second, the third, and even the fourth.
Raven rolled right back into the ring. Starting to set the tables up inside of it. Stacking two of them on top of each other at a time. What he didn't realize is that this distraction allowed Jayden time. The young man had rolled out of the ring himself and was searching under the ring for something. His hand seemed to have gripped something heavy as he dragged it out from under the ring. Within a matter of seconds it was revealed to be a cinder block. The entire crowd gasping when they saw it.
Simone: Jason... Business has officially picked up.
Adams: This kid has admitted to being petty and holding grudges. Not that he is wrong for doing so with Raven.
Simone: No, but a cinder block is what cost Jayden months and months of his career. Introducing it right here right now. That's not a smart thing to do.
Adams: I agree it isn't smart, but you are not going to get through to someone that is hell bent on revenge and destruction.
Simone: I do not know if I can watch what happens next.
Jayden lifted the cinder block up and tossed it into the ring. Rolling in himself and grabbed a hold of the concrete. Raven was just turning around to see what Jayden had in his hands. He wanted no part of it as he ran over and connected with an Elbow Strike right to the tip of Jayden's jaw before he could finish pulling the cinder block up. He dropped it right there at his feet. With Raven grabbing a hold of his head and pulling him away from it. He connected with a well place kick to the knee bringing Jayden down.
Raven turned himself around and rushed towards the ropes for momentum. Coming off them and aiming for Jayden's face with the Shining Wiza-No! The move was countered with Raven being mid-stride and Jayden springing back to his feet. Leaping into the air and planting both of his feet in Raven's chest to take him down with a Double Foot Stomp. The Last Raven was drove into the mat with every bit of strength Jayden had in that stomp. So harsh in fact upon impact Raven sat straight up looking out of it.
That was perfectly fine with Jayden. He was already on his feet. Taking a couple steps back pointing right at the face of the dazed Raven. Before running in and connecting with a Penalty Kick right under the jaw of the Napalm King. Knocking him flush back against the mat. Jayden dropped right down to his knees in order to make the cover. All in hopes that it was going to be enough to get the win.
Adams: I heard Jayden played football back in High School. You think that punt is going to be enough?
ONE!
Simone: I don't know how it couldn't be. He tried to punt Raven's head into the rafters!
TWO!
Adams: Well, as much as the football world talks about CTE. There's no way that Raven doesn't walk away with a little bit of that.
TH-NOOOO!
RAVEN KICKS OUT!
Simone: And he's still fighting! How on earth does a man take a shot like that to the head and still get back up?!
Adams: Your guess is as good as mine!
Jayden looked pretty annoyed at what had taken place, but he kept his composure. He rolled right on out of the ring. Shouting at Justin to get out of the chair he was sitting in. He didn't have to tell the ring announcer twice, he hopped right out, and allowed Jayden to take a hold of his chair. Folding it up and turning back to the ring. Sliding in as he saw Raven grabbing a hold of those tables to pull himself up. Not letting the man get all the way up Jayden took the chair and cracked it across his back.
Raven let out a yell of agony as he fell to his knees. Holding onto the edge of the table to prevent himself from going all the way down. Jayden took the chair and unfolded it. Setting it up right in the middle of the ring. Before turning his attention back to Raven. Marching over to him and grabbing the man's head to pull him back to a vertical basis. Spinning him around just to land a shot to the gut to double him over. Making sure the man had no chance of getting away and dragging him over to where the chair was.
Jayden pointed at the chair. Letting it be known he planned on using it. Sending the crowd into a frenzy of cheers. He then lifted Raven up for the Olympic Sla-No! At the very last second Raven avoided it when he took his fingers. Digging them into the eyes of Jayden once again. Slipping behind the Brat and landing on his feet. He quickly spun Jayden around and without any hesitation at all. Drove him down on his head on top of the chair with "THE KINGSLAYER" spiking the young man onto the steel. Jayden's eyes rolled back as he flopped to his back. Raven gets into position to make the cover, hooking both of Jayden's legs in the process.
ONE!
Simone: Devastating DDT to the chair!
TWO!
Adams: Did you see the way it bent as soon as his head connected with it?!
THRE-NOOOO!
JAYDEN POPS HIS SHOULDER UP IN TIME!
Simone: Yes! Yes! He did it!
Adams: Woah, woah. Showing some favoritism there.
Simone: Like you don't do it on a weekly basis at this point.
Raven was shooting a nasty look in the direction of Drew. Not looking pleased at all that the man was able to kick out and somehow it was his fault. Raven got right back to his feet, but found himself rolling out of the ring. Both of his hands grabbed a hold of that ladder. He had dragged out moments ago. Picking it up and turning to slide it back in the ring from under the bottom rope. Raven sliding right back in to pick it up. As soon as he had lifted it up though Raven was blindsided with "EYE ROLL" from Jayden!
That superman style punch going right through the spaces of the steps in the ladder and drilling him in the face. It left the man no choice but to drop the ladder and he fell right back into the corner. His body hit with a thud. There was a dazed look in his eye. This is exactly what Jayden wanted. A sinister smirk started to cross the Brat's lips. Taking just a few steps over to the cinder block still in the ring. He lifted it up into his hands. It was clear what he had in mind with him hoisting it up over his shoulder.
Adams: It's not worth it Jayden!
Of course those words were going to fall upon deaf ears. Especially when it came to these two men in this particular setting. This is what Jayden had been waiting for. A very long nine months. He proceeded to step forward and...
LAUNCHED THE CINDER BLOCK OUT OF HIS HANDS...
RAVEN DUCKS JUST IN TIME.
AS THE CONCRETE BLOCK HITS THE RING POST AND SHATTERS INTO PIECES!
Raven had fallen to the left of him. Hitting the mat just before that block could connect with his head. He looked over at the aftermath. Those broken concrete pieces lying on the mat. Before bringing his attention back to Jayden who was in a state of shock that he had missed.
Simone: That could have ended so badly!
Jayden is still blinded by his miss. Maybe even with a little bit of the rage that was consuming him. He didn't even see Raven get up until it was too late. By the time he noticed, Raven clocked him and knocked him to the mat. Raven left with no other choice it seemed as he mounted on top of Jayden and unloaded on him. Punch after punch after punch. The crowd let their feelings be known with the heavy boos. All falling on deaf ears for the Last Raven who landed a few more punches.
With the last one, he seemed satisfied for the time being. He got up to his feet and turned his attention right back to that ladder he had been trying to introduce to the match. Lifting it up and pulling the legs out of its folded position. Making sure to slam it down right next to those four tables stacked on each other. He was going to make a statement one way or another. Turning back around Raven saw Jayden trying to stand up, but he rushed over and landed a knee into the side of his head to put him down.
This was going to be done on his terms. Raven reached for those shaggy curls after that shot to the dome and pulled the limp Jayden up some. A brief turn towards the ladder as he had a hand on the back of Jayden's head and neck. Slamming him face first into the ladder. His face cracked off of it as he slumped down against the rings of the ladder. Raven left him there for now as he walked to the other side of the ladder, Starting to climb each step a little at a time.
Adams: I just want to remind everyone. This is not a ladder match at all!
Simone: Which only means one thing folks. Alexander Raven had something unhinged in mind.
Adams: This could very well send Jayden packing for more than nine months. This could be the end.
Raven was at the top of the ladder. He had reached over the other side. Again snatching Jayden up by his hair and started to pull him up. Jayden having no choice but to come up the ladder a little bit at a time. To try and avoid his hair being pulled out by the roots. Within seconds Raven had Jayden at the top of the ladder. He could be heard trash talking the second generation star. Until, out of nowhere Jayden's hands reached up and grabbed the back of Raven's head. He slammed it down putting his face into the metal of the top of the ladder.
That was such a shot to the face Raven almost fell down the ladder. Jayden of course did not let it happen. He grabbed the man by the back of his head and pulled him up. Only to slam him into the top of the ladder once again. Raven swaying way back, dangerously teething falling off. Only for Jayden to snag him by the hair and pull him forward. This time he was pulling Raven up and over the ladder. Putting the Napalm King over his left shoulder. Everyone was forced to watch in horror. It was like time stood still with Jayden then leaping off the top of the ladder with Raven towards the tables set up in the ring...
Simone: Nooooo!
Adams: What was he thinking?!
THE HARRIS EFFECT REMIX THROUGH THE TABLES!
Adams: Someone get some help out here now!
Simone: Raven went head first! Raven went head first! Oh my god!
The sick sound of bodies crushing through all four of those tables could be heard. All sorts of debris from the tables crumbled shot across the ring. Out of the ring. To the floor. Drew had no other choice but to spring into action as the official. He yanked big pieces of table that covered the men out of the ring. Finding that Raven was lying on the mat with Jayden right on top of him. The crowd was still silent. Shock riddled through them all after seeing what took place. Drew knew what he had to do as he dropped down to start making the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, JAAAAYYYDEEEENNNN HAAAARRRRIIIIISSSSS!
As soon as the announcement was made for the winner. It seemed to really bring the crowd back to reality. Lots of cheers could be heard, but it was still clear that they were very concerned about the well-being of both men. Somehow some way though, Jayden was seen stirring about. Rolling himself off of Raven and lying on those broken table pieces. Drew stayed kneeled down by the two of them trying to check on them.
Simone: That was not needed, Jason. That just was not needed.
Adams: I get that he is blinded by revenge and rage, but you have to wonder how much damage that did to himself as well.
Simone: There's not a chance that either of them actually walk out of this match on their own. Not a chance at all.
Adams: Both are very stubborn. They may walk out, but there's no chance that they don't spend the next couple days. Hell even weeks in pain constantly.
Raven could be seen rolling over to his side. It was at least a good sign for him. Drew stood up as he watched Jayden force himself up. He got his feet under him and then fell forward into the ropes. He caught them and managed to keep himself up. Looking out at the cheering crowd. Nodding his head a little bit. However those cheers quickly turned into boos. Jayden didn't understand why. That was until he was clubbed from behind and knocked back to the mat. Vincent Lyons standing over him with a deranged look in his eyes .
Simone: This no good son of...
Adams: Watch your mouth!
Simone: What kind of man waits to attack someone after a match like this?!
Vincent had his fists heavily taped up. As he dropped down to his knees and mounted either side of Jayden. Reigning down with his fists. Every single one of his punches proceeded to connect with the man's face. Over and over again. Jayden couldn't even put up a flight after all he had been through. Having no choice but to take what was coming to him. Drew did his best to get involved. He quickly grabbed one of those arms of Vincent and yanked him off of Jayden.
Only for Vincent to lunge at Drew in the process. Right away Drew dove out of the ring to avoid harm's way. Vincent just glaring at him for a second. Turning himself back around to see that Jayden was rolling to his stomach. Trying to get up, but he didn't get far. Vincent dove right back on top of him. Snaking him from behind with punch after punch to the side of his head. Until Jayden finally went limp and fell face first into the mat. Vincent couldn't help himself landing another punch.
Adams: Alright Vincent! You proved your point. Now get off of him!
Simone: After this match I was questioning whether or not. Jayden would be able to fight Vincent, but this is confirming it. Vincent is making sure he can't fight.
Adams: Maybe this was the plan all along! Maybe Vincent didn't want to fight him after all. It was all a ploy to sucker Jayden in for something like this!
Jayden had his eyes closed. Looking like he was more than out of it at this point. Vincent found one of those taped up fist. Grabbing a handful of his hair and yanking his head off the mat. As he screamed at him loud enough for everyone to hear.
Vincent: I told you! I told you this was going to be a fight!
His teeth were clenched together. His face was red with anger. That grip on Jayden's hair remained tight. Still shouting at him.
Vincent: My terms! My conditions! My rules! You. Me. Summer XXXTreme. In the Lyons Den!
Following those words he slammed Jayden's face back down into the mat and found himself getting to a vertical basis. A lack of respect for Jayden was seen when Vincent stepped on the back of his neck and raised his hands into the air. The boos that rang out with thunderous and had the building rattling. All of which didn't make a bit of difference to Vince. About then is when the cameras headed elsewhere to catch some more of the action throughout the show.
With the cameras coming to the backstage area after the Street Fight that had just taken place. The first thing the crowd saw was the smirking expression of one Kevin Carter. Standing right there with the Internet Championship over his shoulder. Right away the crowd could be heard booing. Not wanting to hear from him, but they didn't get to make those decisions.
Kevin Carter: Quite the tumble you took there eh, Alexander?
His smirk got even a little wider. Clearly poking fun at things that had just happened in the ring.
Kevin Carter: This ongoing war between the two of us has been interesting. All the little mind games you've wanted to play. All this talk about coming for me. The deranged laughing while being busted open last week. Real entertaining stuff. And I cannot lie. It did cross my mind to go out there tonight. Though it would be fun to cost you another match with so much riding on the line. Especially with that bad blood between the two of you, but I held back.
Carter made his words almost sound like he was doing Alexander a favor of sorts. Something that couldn't have been any further from the truth considering who he was.
Kevin Carter: I held back because I wanted to see if you could actually prove everything you've been saying. I wanted to see if you could thrive on your own two feet. I wanted to see what you could do against a man that hates you more than I do. But per usual and as I expected. You proved to once again be nothing but smoke and mirrors. You can talk a very good game. You just can't back none of it up.
The shaking of his head could be seen. With the crowd booing him a little more. Not very pleased with his comments. Not that Alexander was their favorite by any means, but they were going to stand by him before they stood by the Internet Champion.
Kevin Carter: You expect me to feel threatened by your presence. You expect me to be trembling over your empty promises. You are expecting me to live my life in fear just because you say so. It's time for you to get the hell over yourself and see things for how they are. You are a fraud, Alexander. You have always been a fraud. And I don't care how much you deny it. Nor do I care about all the ass-kissing you've done to Mark and Christian. The way I see it. You've done nothing to get me in the ring. Nothing!
His eyes narrowed. With the cameras zooming in a little bit more. Getting a good look at that expression on his face.
Kevin Carter: But if you keep this shit up. If you keep the mind games going. If you keep up with the threats. If you get your way with being granted a match against me and if you are able to stand up after what just happened out there tonight. I can promise you one thing Alexander. The only way this ends between us is with you going in a wooden fucking box!
That threat alone got some serious boos coming from those in attendance. Not an idea that any of them wanted to think about.
Kevin Carter: The choice is yours.
His glaring expression remained on the cameras for a couple more seconds. Before the man finally turned and walked out of the camera's view. His statement was enough to make people question how this could really end up going. From there the cameras decided to cut elsewhere for the time being.
We cut to the inside of the ring where we see two local talents are squaring up for an exhibition match of sorts, one with long blonde hair and the other with short brown hair.
Simone: I'm being told that these two young man were given tryouts earlier in the week by the bosses, the blonde is called Marcus Styton and his opponent is called Ritchie Snypes.
Adams: Two fresh faces to the industry looking for their first jobs too, I can't wait to see what they can do……………..
Suddenly the crowd starts booing and the two men look around confused until they see Brooke has come down to the ring with Marissa (reluctantly) following her, while Marissa takes a seat near the timekeeper's table Brooke continues to pace around.
Simone: What's she doing out here? I know Logan suffered a setback last week when he literally got buried by Guy but she can't be looking for new clients already.
Adams: Wait, look!
Logan has stormed into the ring and before either of the locals can respond he takes them both down with a Double Clothesline, Brooke snatches a mic from a stage hand before passing it to Logan who promptly picks it up!
Logan: GUY! DID YOU THINK IT WAS OVER BECAUSE YOU GOT TWO LUCKY WINS OVER ME?! No! it'll never be over until you are banished from SCW and I have what is rightfully mine!
Marcus starts to make his way back to his feet and Logan clocks the youngster across the face with his mic before dropping him with his Fisherman's Brainbuster!
Simone: Divine Right of Kings!
Adams: Why target these guys though? They have nothing to do with Logan's situation!
Ritchie is also making his way back to his feet but Brooke passes Logan a pair of Brass Knuckles which he promptly puts on his hand before knocking Ritchie's lights out!
Simone: And now the Right Hand of God!
Adams: Seriously, what's the point of this?!
Logan: You see this Guy? I will not rest until this injustice is resolved, because until I get my title back?
Brooke, despite protests from Marissa, passes Logan a chair and Logan picks up Marcus before settling him up for a Double Underhook DDT!
Logan: THE BODIES WILL PILE UP TO THE SKY!
Logan then drops Marcus onto the chair with the Hopes End! The Double Underhook Impaler DDT!
Simone: No!
Adams: And I think it's ony going to get worse!
Logan drags Ritchie's barely conscious form to the centre of the ring and wraps the chair around his leg! At this point security pours out but Logan quickly wipes out the small security detail with a dive! However by the time he returns to the ring Marissa is putting herself between Logan and Ritchie!
Simone: Thank god for Marissa!
Adams: At least there's one sane person in that house!
Logan: MOVE!
Marissa: No! You've done enough damage tonight!
Logan: I didn't ask for your opinion woman, I said MOVE!
Brooke rolls into the ring and confronts Marissa.
Brooke: I'll deal with that, now get out of his way!
Marissa: He's going to hurt him!
Brooke: I don't care, now move!
Marissa shakes her head before moving and sure enough? Logan stomps down on the chair, snapping it closed around his log!
Simone: Logan may have just ended that young man's career, all to send a message!
Adams: At least Marissa tried to stop it!
Marissa shakes her head before storming off in disgust and Brooke and Logan follow her.
The camera cuts from Logan destroying two local talents to the sky box above the arena. The camera zooms in on J2H looking from the sky box, a microphone in hand.
J2H: Well, you've just seen Logan's level when it comes to fighting talent.
The fans attention turns to the sky box as Logan stops in his tracks and look up.
J2H: You said you was coming for me Logan and the best you can do is bitch about that circus clown and beat up two little local people who couldn't do shit. Good job buddy. Now fuck off to the back, have another temper tantrum, cry like the little bitch you are cause Daddy's talking here and he needs to talk about better people then you. Go on, fuck off.
Logan screams towards J2H but the camera picks up on a slight smile from Marissa. The camera focuses on J2H.
J2H: I had to travel all the way to this shit hole to talk, part of the contract, all that shit, and I know you all saw it, the great J2H coming here to talk, and I know you not so bright idiots thought that there would be some bullshit confrontation with me and HB Carter, in the ring so you can all get excited but seriously, why the fuck would I want to do that?
The crowd boo.
J2H: For me to do that, it would mean I would have to respect the man, and I don't respect him enough to be in the same ring as him to tell him what I'm gonna do. I don't respect him enough to even care. Deep down, good old Carter, your little underdog, already knows I'm gonna take that championship from him. Right now, he's sitting in the back, waiting for that music to hit, waiting for his moment in the sun, but in the back of his mind, he knows I'm watching and he can feel the nerves. Oh, I'm watching Carter, and I hope you feel those nerves, I hope you feel it in your gut, I hope it gets to you, cause your reign ends in a few weeks and a real champion will be crowned. I'm coming for your belt, and I will get my fucking dressing room back. Now bring those two out so we can watch the man soon to be an ex world champion or go elsewhere, I don't give a fuck!
J2H throws the mic over his shoulder and the camera comes back to the ring.
The camera cuts to the office of Hot Stuff Mark Ward, sitting behind his desk. The camera locked firmly on his face.
HS: This has been a good old night, don't you think, Boulder?
The crowd cheer in the distance.
HS: I don't want to take up too much of your time, we got a main event coming up. but I feel like I should take a couple of minutes and make it clear that I've heard a lot of thing, especially surrounding a certain Roulette championship, and I just wanted to put out there that you have been heard. We've seen Logan Hunter go on a rampage just a minute ago, almost like he's lost his mind and we've seen Aiden Reynolds do the same thing, both wanting a shot at Guy, both wanting that championship and I could easily give you just that. I mean I could, I could pick up a pen and boom, we got a match where everyone seems to be losing the plot, but we're not gonna do that. Logan, Aiden, I'm gonna challenge you to do something much bigger, much better. Very soon, it's gonna be announced just how much bigger things could get for you both, so keep an eye out for that.
Hot Stuff smiles.
HS: Anyway, time to get back to the show. You two won't be disappointed.
The camera fades.
Justin: The following match is our MAIN EVENT…introducing first
Tommy Vext's "Cancel the king" hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out wearing a black and red "wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron.
Justin: Now coming to the ring standing 6' from Dallad Texas….. ALEX JONES
The dancing techno beat of Lady Gaga's LGBTQ anthem, "Born This Way" kicks up over the sound system. The crowd turns to the stage where Helluva Bottom Carter dances out onto the stage amidst the cheers of the SCW Universe! Clad in his favorite Ostrich jacket and sparkling lavender shades over his eyes, Carter bows and sweeps at the waist, blowing a kiss..
Justin: From Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds, he is the "Hardcore Bottom" -- Helluva Bottom Carter!
Carter runs toward the ring, slapping hands offered out to him all around the ringside area. He then hops up onto the ring apron in a split and slides beneath the bottom rope. He crawls seductively on all fours until he arrives in his corner. He pulls himself up and removes his shades and jacket, passing them out to the ringside attendant before laying across the top corner
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and Alex stands across the ring from Carter, staring at the champion who is laying across the top rope. Alex doesn't move; instead just stares across the ring. Carter slowly lowers himself down and looks over at Alex with a concerned raise of his eyebrow. he comes out to take the centre of the six-sided ring, and Alex finally shows some sort of emotion as he turns his nose up with an arrogant smirk before stepping toward Carter. The current world champion and the former world champion, face-to-face in the centre of the ring. Alex looking down at Carter who is a few inches shorter. After a few moments, Alex steps back and rolls his shoulders moving around Carter as he measures him up
Adams: These two had an absolute war. They went to to toe for that world championship and in the end Carter came out as our world champion. And Alex hasn't gotten over it. We heard it earlier this week. He is furious at the fact Carter beat him
Simone: I understand why. Carter is an excellent athlete and someone who tries very hard and has heart and soul. But Alex is a world champion. He is world championship material. He has been at the top of his game and every company that he's ever been in.
Adams: So,? Just because Alex has been at the top of every company he's ever been in doesn't mean that Carter isn't allowed to rise above and become a champion. He has the entire fan based behind him
They step forward and go to lock up. Alex plants his back foot and shoves carter across the ring using his size to his advantage as carter goes flying backward. Carter shakes his head and gets to his feet the two circle around one another and when they go to lock up this time Alex again plants his foot and goes to shelf Carter backwards, however this time Carter steps backwards and pulls Alex forward causing the former world champion to his land face first on the mat. Alex looks up and shakes his head before getting to his feet as Carter shrugs. The two move around one another and as they get closer Alex suddenly slides down onto one knee and shoots in grabbing hold of Carters waist as he spins around into a reverse waist lock.
Alex picks Carter up and throws him down face first onto the mat before sliding down and spinning around Carter's body into a front face lock. Carter grabs hold of Alex by the wrist and rolls getting out of the front face lock and sliding around Alex's body into a side headlock. Alex gets his feet and backs Carter into the ropes and goes to shoot him off. Carter sinks the headlock in deeper and holds on. Alex gets frustrated and goes to back Carter into the ropes and shoot him off again again. Carter again keeps his arm locked around the side of Alex's head and pulls harder. Alex gets frustrated and reaches up putting his hand on Carter's face gouging at his eyes as he pushes Carter away. He then pulls Carter's hair causing Carter to release the site headlock. Alex pulls Carter down onto his back by his hair and steps backward as the crowd boos loudly.
Simone: Alex showing that Carter still has so much more to learn. Especially when it comes to gamesmanship in this business
Adams: Or, and hear me out on this, Alex is being a dick
The two of them look at each other again from across the rink. They go toward each other and Alex drops down again going for a shoot into a reverse waste lock, car grabs a hold of Alex's hands and separates him before spinning around. But as he turns he turns right into a hard right forearm from Alex that hit him right in the side of the head. Carter stumbles backward and Alex goes on the attack shoving Carter into the corner grabbing the top rope and stomping car down. The referee walks over and starts to count getting to 4 before pushing Alex backwards Alex just puts his hands up and weights as Carter starts to get to his feet. Alex goes in and Carter balances across the top rope before kicking Alex in the stomach.
As Alex doubles over Carter hits the ropes and then jumps up grabbing hold of Alex by the back of the head and pulling him down in a jumping neck breaker. As Alex hits the mat, Carter pops up and looks over at the corner. He runs up and climbs to the top rope and as Alex starts to sit up Carter comes flying off with a diving meteor landing on Alex He then rolls forward across the ring to get to his feet. He spins around and runs right into a shining wizard as Alex goes to get up again again. Alex rolls from the ring to the floor as Carter pops up and celebrates with the crowd getting them hyped up
Carter hits the ropes and goes for a suicide dive on Alex. But Alex leaps in the air and hits a in as Carter comes sailing through for the suicide dive. The kick connects with Carters head and it leaves him dangling between the top and middle ropes. Alex then jumps onto the ring apron and runs forward, slamming his knee into the side of Carters head. Carter falls back into the ring and Alex grabs the top rope waiting for him to get up. As Carter gets to his feet, Alex hits a spring board landing on Carter with a cross body. Alex pops up and pulls Carter straight to his feet before hooking Carter's arm and head lifting him up for a vertical Suplex dropping down turning it into a sheer drop brainbuster.
Simone: He just dropped Carter right on his head. Alex is not holding back. He clearly wants to beat Carter down and teach him that he should never have become the champion
Adams: It will take a hell of a lot more than that to beat Carter. He is our champion. And he is our champion for a reason
Alex steps back and watches as Carter starts to stir and pull himself up. Alex thing goes for the curve not the dragons breath. Carter steps back into the side to avoid it. Alex slammed his foot on the mat and Carter is able to hit the ropes. Alex goes for a clothesline. Carter ducks and hits the ropes again, Alex goes for a reverse elbow and Carter ducks under that and as he comes back this time he jumps up running his arms around Alex hitting a sling blade. Alex hits the mat and Carter pops up before hitting a basement dropkick as Alex goes to sit up. Carter is able to face away from Alex before hitting the fairy tail. Popping his lower back a few times before jumping and flipping into a moonsault. He hooks Alex by the leg and puts all his weight on his upper body
ONE!
TWO!
Alex kicks out. Carter gets to the corner climbing to the top rope calling for the fruit fly. Alex starts to get up and Carter jumps but as he turns in mid air to grab Alex by the head, Alex hooks his arm around Carter's throat and pulls Carter out of mid air into a re-naked choke. The two hit the mat heart and Alex keeps the rear naked. Choke locked in. Carter kicks his legs and is able to roll his weight over and get to his feet. Alex stands up and keeps the rear choke locked in but Carter runs up to the corner Running up the turnbuckle and throwing himself backwards over Alex's shoulder flipping over and leaning behind Alex. Alex turns around but Carter hooks him puts his leg behind Alex's leg and hits the passion fruit SOS! He pins Alex again
ONE!
TWO!
Alex kicks out.
Simone: So close! Carter almost had Alex twice there
Adams: Stop sounding so shocked
Alex tries to shake off the attacks as he tries to get to his feet. Carter again climbs at the top rope but as he measures Alex up he is distracted as a familiar song comes over the arenas PA system POD's lights out! Carter looks up and seems to be waiting for J2H to make an appearance but the song just slows down and stops. But the opening is what Alex needs as he runs and throws himself on the top rope. Carter falls from the turnbuckle landing on the top rope and Flipping back into the ring landing on his back. Alex then pulls Carter to his feet and jumps up before hitting the dragon sleeps Alex rolls Carter up and stacks the pin
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: ALEX WON HE BEAT CARTER
Adams: Damnit not like this. Not like that.
Simone: It still counts! Haha
Cancel the King hits again and Alex rolls to the floor before backing up the ramp leaving a dejected looking Carter in the middle of the ring.
Simone: I can't believe what we've just seen! The champion has been defeated by the former champion! What a way to end the night! We're out of time, join us next week for the go home show! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying good night everyone!
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