The sun sets across the stands of Suplizio Field as SCW's Climax Control kicks off under the open sky. The camera pans over the roaring crowd packed into the stadium bleachers, fans waving signs and SCW merchandise. The six-sided ring sits proudly in centerfield, surrounded by flashing lights, towering video screens, and a specially constructed entrance stage. Fireworks erupt above the scoreboard, lighting up the sky in a stunning explosion of color, while the thunderous roar of the SCW theme echoes across the ballpark.
The crowd roars with cheers as Justin Decent walks down the ramp, turning heads in his attire. Tight, denim booty shorts, white high tops and not a shirt in sight. His chest glistens under the arena lights and he makes his way to the ring, soaking in the reaction. Climbing through the ropes with a dramatic flourish, Justin grabs the microphone and spins in the center of the six-sided ring, grinning from ear to ear.
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 fans cheer as Amanda shuffles out, dressed in a floral print mu, gray wig, nylons rolled down around her knees and wielding a cane. The crowd laughs and applauds as the music for "Livin La Vida Loca" starts playing...
Amanda: I get solicitations for cemetery plots The crowd cheers as Amanda waves her cane menacingly and teeters backwards before catching her balance. She shakes a finger towards the crowd before turning around and shuffling back behind the curtains to applause.
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 everyone and welcome to the first open-air event of 2025 in beautiful Grand Junction, Colorado, beneath the starry skies right here at Suplizio Field...! Adams: Beautiful? I thought you said if Brokeback Mountain ever had a sequel, this would be the place for it? Simone: .... And I meant that with loving sincerity, Jason. Just like I do when I say what a pleasure it is to work with you. Each and EVERY week! Adams: D'awww! Simone: Annnyway...! I want to welcome everyone here to Grand Junction for this special edition of Climax Control as the Road To Summer XXXTreme XIII comes to an end with the official "Going Home" show! Six matches and every one carries ramifications heading into the Princess Cruise on July 20th! Adams: And we're starting things off tonight with a mixed tag team match! LJ Kasey finally gets to team with his squeeze, Alexandra Calaway and they take on the Lethal Lottery combo of Song and Justin Smith! And you know word is that the higher ups are gauging interest for a possible return for the mixed tag team titles! Simone: I am well aware and personally would love to see the return of those championships. Coming up next, the war between Jayden Harris and Vincent Lyons Junior will reach a dramatic conclusion in just two weeks at Summer XXXTreme XIII, but tonight Vincent has to work out his aggressions against the highly capable and enigmatic Felix "the Cat" Hernandez! Adams: And speaking of championships! The Internet Championship will be defending not just in two weeks, but right here tonight when Kevin Carter defends against the unbeaten Liam Davis! Can you just IMAGINE how Kevin will react if Liam beats him for the title??? Simone: I shudder to think the damage that loss would do to his ego. Coming up next, Victoria Lyons prepares to defend her title against Harper Mason at Summer XXXTreme but tonight she tests the waters against Harper's Hero Academy teammate, Cassie Wolfe! Adams: Then we have an honest to god Clash of the Champions match! Two Bombshell champions set to defend in two weeks, taking on each other with nothing but bragging rights at stake! It's World Champion "Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards going up against the Internet Champion, Mercedes Vargas! Simone: And in tonight's Main Event, we have a tag team match to give us a sneak peek at what to expect in two weeks! Two champions! Two challengers! The reigning World Heavyweight Champion, Helluva Bottom Carter teams with the top contender to the Roulette title - Artie! Together they take on Carter's number one challenger J2H and the Roulette Champion himself, Guy With A Cape! Tune in for all this and more on SCW Climax Control! The arena lights dim, and the crowd buzzes with anticipation. The opening chords of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 hits. Mercedes Vargas strides out onto the stage, Bombshell Internet Championship glinting on her shoulder, flanked by Crystal Caldwell. The Hall of Famers soak in the reaction—some cheers, plenty of jeers—as they make their way down the ramp.
Mercedes steps through the ropes first, holding them for Crystal. Crystal enters with a flourish, clapping for Mercedes as she raises her title high. The music fades. Mercedes paces the ring, a knowing smile on her face, while Crystal stands by, arms folded, smirking at the crowd. Mercedes: You know what's almost as absurd as Christian Underwood making me defend my title against Bella Madison and Lilith Locke in a triple threat at Summer XXXtreme? It's Christian forcing me to come out here tonight for this face to face— She scrunches her face in mock disgust at the mention of Bella. Mercedes: —to face— She winces dramatically at the mention of Lilith. Mercedes: And I'm tired of their faces. Just like I'm tired of being punished for being an amazing champion. But hey, I'm the champ, right? So life is good, baby! She struts around the ring, holding the championship high, Crystal applauding her with exaggerated enthusiasm. Mercedes: But let's talk about something everyone else is thinking. Mercedes gives a sly smirk, glancing at Crystal, who nods knowingly. Mercedes: Poor, Bella Madison. Thanks to Christian Underwood, you don't stand a chance now. I bet you were losing sleep about dismantling me one-on-one at Summer XXXtreme. Crystal tilts her head, feigning sympathy for Bella. Mercedes: And Lilith, I have to give you credit for making it this far. It's cute, really. But this isn't a horror movie—there's no last-minute twist where you steal my spotlight. And at Summer XXXTreme, you'll both find out why this championship looks so much better on me. Mercedes raises the title, her smile never fading. Crystal steps forward, her voice dripping with confidence. Crystal: And when the cruise is over, you'll both be waving goodbye to the Bombshell Internet Championship—because it's not going anywhere. Mercedes: You know what I love most about nights like this? Watching the hope drain from my challengers' eyes. Bella, you're still clinging to the past. Lilith, you're dreaming of a future that just isn't going to happen. But me? I live in the present, and in the present, I'm the champion... AND YOU'RE NOT! Mercedes laughs softly, Crystal giving her a round of applause as the crowd boos and cheers. Mercedes: Hope for the best. Crystal: Prepare for the worst. Mercedes: And may the odds be ever in your favor. Mercedes lowers her title, circling the ring with a confident strut. Crystal stands center-ring, clapping and soaking in the heat from the crowd as the segment ends.
I hired statisticians to count all my liver spots
Each day a new prescription, more pills keepin' me alive
Got 20/80 vision, I still go out and drive
I might forget a simple task and ask you to explain
I might forget what I just said and then say it once again
You might think that I'm insane (I'm not!)
Shirt's on inside out, I'm havin' a senior moment
Made snacks from puppy chow, having a senior moment
I'm sitting still so long you might think I'm in a coma
It's just all about having a senior moment (Let's nap!)
I'm having a senior moment (Again!)
I'm having a senior moment
Woke up around four-thirty, wasn't sleeping very well
I had some pizza with pepperoni
And now I've got gas, oh what a smell
When you come by to visit, I'll describe my every pain
And I'll be sure to wear Depends, you'll never see a stain
Now please hurry back again (Real soon!)
Left the ice cream out, I'm havin' a senior moment
I can't hear so I shout, havin' a senior moment
I bathe just once a week, that explains the strange aroma
Kissed dog, pet the frau, having a senior moment (Confused!)
I'm having a senior moment
I'm having a senior moment
I'll go out for a walk along the well-marked circle lane
You'll follow me because you know that I'll just get lost again
It's as certain as the rain (I'm wet!)
I locked myself out, just havin' a senior moment
No day goes by without havin' a senior moment
So where am I at now, is this Maine or Oklahoma?
Guess I'll laugh about havin' a senior moment (Ha ha!)
I'm having a senior moment (Once more!)
I'm having a senior moment
(These days I gotta gotta watch what I eat)
(Keep my Beano near)
(I'm old!)
I'm having a senior moment
I gotta lotta "what am I doing?" moments
I gotta watch my RLTV
#1 Contender For World Heavyweight Championship
"Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons v Miles Kasey v Liam Davis v Justin Smith v Aiden Reynolds v "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart v Logan Hunter v Alex Jones
The scene switches to the backstage area, right before the gorilla position where we see LJ Kasey and Alexandra Calaway standing there, match and entrance ready. LJ in black gear with red trim matching his ring jacket, Ally in red gear with black trim. Looking like an actual tag team.
LJ: Well ladies and gents, there is nothing like being the ones to set the tone for the night. Here we are in the wide open atmosphere of Grand Junction and of course we are about to make it a point to show that keeping myself and Alexandra Calaway apart in Mixed Tag competition for so long was a mistake.
LJ takes a moment as he adjusts the collar to his ring jacket and takes a deep breath.
LJ: We've heard the rumblings, especially because well some of you guys would rather put numbers down than real life but sorry, we're not here to play this game. Justin Smith, you talk a real big game for a chump that yet has to have his hand raised since your arrival in SCW. And as for Song...well...
LJ looks at Ally and smirks.
Alexandra: Song, we've done this song and dance before. You move in silence, like a ninja. But when it comes to standing in the light and entertaining the masses, you fall short. You can come out there, use some of Justin's false bravado and try to win. But you two are far from ready for us. You don't know each other like we do.
Alexandra takes a moment to pause, looking up at LJ.
Alexandra: LJ and I have spent countless hours training together, but walked different paths for so long, because they know, Christian and Mark, they knew if they put us together in the mixed tag division, there would be no hope for anyone else. Look at what we did against Logan and Brooke. Take that into consideration before we step into that ring tonight.
LJ: The thing is we both know that you are still going to show up. We know that you are just going to try your best, but your best is nowhere near good enough. We're going to set the tone. We're going to breathe life back into the Mixed Tag Division. And we're going to set you two exactly where you belong.
Alexandra: At the bottom.
LJ: Mr. DJ, hit the music.
Simone: It's time for our opening contest of the evening folks! The Mixed Tag Team Titles have been in a state of limbo since Finn Whelan's contract expired but coming up next we look at two teams could make a challenge for those belts, it's the couple team of LJ Kasey and Alexandra Callaway against the thrown together team of Justin Smith and Song!
Adams: Song is coming off a singles loss to Diamond Caldwell last week while Justin took on Liam Davies, who also beat LJ I might add, a few weeks ago, as for Callaway? Her last match was against Crystal Zdunich and that match ended in a Double Countout, can she bounce back from that?
Simone: One way to find out, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following is your opening contest, scheduled for one fall and it is a Mixed Tag Team Match!
The arena plunges into darkness, leaving only the pulsating glow of neon lights that flicker in sync with the opening notes of "Kingslayer" by Bring Me The Horizon (feat. BABYMETAL). A single spotlight pierces the shadows, illuminating the stage as smoke billows out like an ominous tide.
Justin: Introducing first, from Middleton, United Kingdom, weighing 220ibs, LJ KASEY!
L.J. Kasey emerges, his long black-and-gold jacket flaring out like wings as the hood obscures his face. The camera zooms in, capturing a glint of determination in his shadowed eyes. The crowd roars in recognition of the young, daring British sensation. He pauses at the top of the ramp, slowly pulling back his hood to reveal a smirk that borders on defiance.
Simone: LJ's last match was that singles loss to Liam Davies in the latter's debut and he looks ready to get back on track!
Adams: But we know Justin and Song won't make it easy for him and Alexandra!
The song's tempo shifts, and Kasey matches its energy, striding down the ramp with an unshakable confidence. He slaps a few outstretched hands from fans but never breaks his piercing stare aimed directly at (opponent), who stands waiting in the ring.
Kasey reaches the base of the ramp, unbuckling his jacket with one fluid motion. He tosses it to the side, revealing his gear: a sleek, gold-accented ensemble that gleams under the lights. He takes a step back and then sprints forward, launching himself onto the apron with a flawless leap.
He grabs the top rope, his eyes never leaving (opponents name), and in one smooth motion, slingshots himself into the ring. Landing in a crouch, Kasey slowly rises to his feet, spreading his arms wide to soak in the electric energy of the crowd.
Justin: And his partner!
The lights go down and "Cry Little Sister" by Lyric Noel starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made, a cocky smirk crosses her face.
Justin: From DALLAS, TX.. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!!
Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. She watches up the ramp, messing with her hair as she joins LJ in waiting for their opponents.
Simone: Callaway, as Justin mentioned, recently suffered a double count out to Crystal Zdunich but that hasn't seemed to have to slowed down her momentum!
Adams: She's been wrestling longer than most of the roster have been alive, don't ask why she still looks young, so that's not surprising.
Justin: And their opponents!
The opening riffs of Madness by Liliac hits the speakers as Justin "Tarrytown Tormenter" Smith comes out to the stage, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. The New York Smasher walks from one side of the stage to the other with a swag in his step. He looks around the crowd, and starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way he is looking down upon them.
Justin: Introducing first! From Tarrytown, New York! Weighing two hundred and fifty pounds! -- The Tarrytown Tormenter JUSTIN SMITH!!!!
The Tarrytown Tormenter lowers his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Hitamashii climbs up to the apron and steps between the top rope and the middle rope, looking around at the fans as they continue to boo him.
Simone: Justin's had some success in SCW but most of his matches have ended in him eating defeat.
Adams: We'll see if he breaks that streak tonight!
Justin: And his partner!
Song's theme starts to play we see Song walking down the ramp. She gets half way down and pauses. Song bows and then proceeds to walk to ringside. Song jumps and lands on the apron. Song puts her hands on the ropes and flip over to get inside the ring. The fans Boo with a few cheers and we see Song bowing to the fans.
Justin: From Foshan, China, SONG!
Simone: This is the first we've seen of Song since she was defeated by Alicia Lukas at Climax Control 427 which off course was the night Guy with a Cape stole the Roulette Title from Logan Hunter in a Gauntlet Match that also featured Justin Smith!
Adams: In fact, Justin was Logan's first opponent in that gauntlet and even he would be a better champion than that clown who'll be stinking up tonight's Main Event, another tag match, this time with J2H carrying him against Artie and HB Carter!
Drew goes over the rules with both teams before telling them to decide who's starting, the men agree to kick things off as the women step out onto the apron and Drew calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: LJ and Justin are kicking things off tonight while Alexandra and Song watch from the sidelines.
Adams: And that's all they can do until the men tag them in due to SCW's strict intergender rules!
The two men circle each other for a minute before they lock up in the middle of the ring, LJ scores with a deep arm drag, Justin rolls to his feet and when LJ goes to follow up with a forearm to the face Justin intercepts him with a straight up punch to the jaw that stuns LJ along enough for Justin to spin him around and lay in a couple of more shots to the chest before dropping LJ with a DDT!
Simone: Justin isn't exactly the flashiest wrestler on the roster but he gets the job done!
Adams: Well, unless he's on the losing end of a pin that is!
Justin goes for the first pin of the match/night.
ONE!
TWO!
And LJ gets the shoulder up! Justin shakes his head while Song gives him words of encouragement from the outside and Alexandra cheers on her boyfriend LJ from her team's corner but as Justin picks up LJ? The Brit surprises him with a rollup.
ONE!
TWO!
And Justin kicks out! Both men roll away from each other and LJ taps the side of his head.
Simone: LJ just essentially told Justin that he's one step ahead of him.
Adams: And Alexandra loves it, Song? Less so!
Both men get to their feet and Justin charges in, going for a clothesline, but LJ ducks it and scores with a Handspring Elbow to Justin's chin, causing the New Yorker to roll out of the ring to try to slow down LJ's momentum, Song goes up to Justin to tell him to get back in the ring but barely ducks out of he way of an LJ Kasey suicide dive that wipes out Justin! Song wisely returns to her team's corner while Drew starts the count.
Simone: LJ showed Justin why it's a bad idea to roll to the outside against a high flyer.
Adams: And Song isn't happy about it! Alexandra? She probably would've held the ring rope down for LJ if she was in position!
LJ rolls Justin back into the ring where he goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Justin kicks out! LJ shakes his head before he goes for a Springboard Moonsault on Justin but Justin gets his knees up before countering it into a small package!
ONE!
TWO!
And LJ kicks out! Both men are ready to tag in their partners at this point and, realizing this, Song and Alexandra extend their arms out for the tag before the men get the tag!
Simone: And just like that? Song and Alexandra are in!
Adams: LJ and Justin need the breather for sure.
As soon as Song and Alexandra are tagged in the two women start trading blows in the middle of the ring, Alexandra sticks to punches and forearms while Song mixes it up with her kicks and forearms, Alexandra manages to back Song off to the ropes and sends her across the ring and on the rebound Alexandra goes for a clothesline only for Song to duck under it and hit a springboard kick off the middle rope on the rebound!
Simone: And it didn't take things long to break down between Alexandra and Song!
Adams: It's not taking Song long to go for a pin ether!
Song does indeed go for a pin on Alexandra.
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra gets the shoulder up! Song shakes her head before she heads to the top rope and waits for Alexandra to get back to her feet, when the Texan does get back to her feet Song goes for her moves only to get speared out of mid-air by Alexandra! Alexandra goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Song kicks out.
Simone: Song had the advantage after that pin but Alexandra nearly cut her in half with that spear!
Adams: If Alexandra had hit that spear any harder Song's upper torso would be in the cheap seats!
Both women get to their feat and the exchange of blows resumes, Song, despite just being speared by Alexandra, takes the early advantage with her kicks as Alexandra gets up but Alexandra catches one, hooks the other and sets Song up for a Powerbomb before elevating it into the Last Ride position AKA her Apocalypse finisher, however Song gets free and backflips off Alexandra's shoulders before scoring with a Hurricanrana! Song holds on for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra kicks out!
Simone: What a counter by Song!
Adams: We almost saw the end of the match there!
Song waits for Alexandra to get back to her feet and when the Texan does Song goes for a Roaring Elbow and gets turned inside out by a Clothesline instead! Alexandra goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Song kicks out, both women are slow to get to their feet but Song uses the ropes to pull herself up and calls for the Loti's Melody!
Simone: If Song cabn hit this it'd be a huge win for her and Justin!
Adams: And back to the drawing board for LJ and Alexandra!
Song goes for the Superkick but Alexandra ducks it and hits a Reverse Gory Special Piledriver! Song is out cold and Alexandra goes for the pin!
Simone: Alexandra calls that the Kudome Valentine!
Adams: And that's it for Song, stick a fork in her, she's done!
Alexandra goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here are your winners, LJ Kasey and Alexandra Callaway!
Simone: LJ and Akexandra bounce back after tough setbacks.
Adams: And it's back to the drawing board for Justin and Song!
LJ and Alexandra celebrate while Justin checks on Song.
There is a lot of movement in the hallway that leads to the entrance area where the wrestlers will make their entrances for their matches. There are various camera persons roaming around to try to get a shot of the wrestlers as they move about. Scott Oliver, the Sin City Wrestling Backstage Interviewer, is walking down the hallway when the dressing room door where Felix Hernandez is located opens and Scott sees Felix step into the hallway.
"Stoner" Scott: Felix may I have a few moments of your time?
Felix: Of course you can Scott. I have time for you until I need to get in place for the entrance for my match.
"Stoner" Scott: I have been walking around asking people what they think about your match against Vincent Lyons Junior and I have mixed feedback that is currently trending at fifty-fifty on who the fans feel will win your match.
Felix: Well, Scott, those numbers are easy to fix in my favor. All the people need to know is that I am going into this match with the intention of winning and I will exit the match as the winner of the match. It really is that simple Scott.
"Stoner" Scott: Bea Barnhart is your Manager but since she and Bill returned to Lawrenceville, Georgia, to spend time with their English Bulldog Iris, that means you don't have a manager at ringside for your match. How do you think that will work out for you when you take into consideration that the wrestlers in the Lyons family have a history of cheating and interfering in matches?
Felix: I have many friends in Sin City Wrestling but I tend to keep their names out of play. They are close to me and they support me and I can enter my match against Vincent Lyons Junior knowing full well that if the Lyons Family decides to cheat in the match, or have people interfere in the match, there will be hell to pay when my friends show up and take them out of action.
"Stoner" Scott: Let me bring up a WHAT IF situation. If Vincent Lyons Junior and his family interfere in the match and cause you to lose what would you do about it?
Felix: I would protest to Sin City Wrestling Management for allowing the interference to happen. I would ask that the Referee for our match get reprimanded by Management. And for the rest of my time in Sin City Wrestling I will ensure that the cowards in the Lyons family are continually called out for being cowards and cheaters. Time for me to get to the Staging Area Scott. I thank you for the air time.
Felix turns and heads off down the hallway. Scott Oliver watches Felix until Hernandez turns a corner and is no longer in view.
#1 Contender For World Bombshell Championship
Amelia Reynolds v Alicia Lukas v Andrea Hernandez v Crystal Caldwell v Diamond Caldwell v TBA
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall… introducing first… hailing from Athen, Georgia… Felix 'The Cat' Hernandez…
The Felix The Cat theme song hits the speakers as Felix Hernandez, who has the nickname THE CAT, steps out from the backstage area. He stops at the middle of the landing while the Felix The Cat theme song plays. When the song ends Felix Hernandez starts to walk down the ramp to the ring. When he arrives at ringside he walks up the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. After playing up the crowd for a short time Felix walks to a corner and waves to the fans. Felix then leans back into the corner to await the arrival of his opponent.
Justin: and his opponent…hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina… Vincent Lyons Jr.
The lights dim, as a lions roar is heard, Vincent Lyons Jr appears on the stage in a black jacket as "Wretched and Divine" by Black Veil Brides starts, Vincent appears on stage, he looks around and makes a slow walk to the ring, looking at the fans cautiously. Once ringside, he rolls climbs into the ring and goes straight to a corner, where he sits and waits quietly.
The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung…
DING DING DING!
Lyons Jr. and Hernandez circle the ring before moving in, where Hernandez expects to lock up but Lyons Jr. grabs Hernandez's arm instead and quickly adjusts and turns it into a wristlock, where Hernandez grimaces in discomfort, as Lyons Jr. add an extra tweak on his wrist, as Hernandez ponders his next move, as he squats down a little before rolling forward and back to his feet, where he counters and locks in his own wrist lock on Lyons Jr., where he cranks on his wrist, which Lyons Jr. quickly thinks about how he is going to escape.
Simone: Both men circle the ring before moving in, where Lyons Jr. grabs Hernandez's arm who was expecting the lock up, but it never materialised, and Lyons surprises him. Lyons Jr. locks in a wristlock, where he tweaks on it.
Adams: Hernandez takes his time to figure his first move, which he rolls forward and back to his feet, where he counters with a wrist lock of his time and it's now Lyons Jr. moment to figure out how to escape.
It doesn't take him long, as he spins around and dips under Hernandez's arm and bats his arm away and he then grabs Hernandez into a headlock. Hernandez wraps an arm around Lyons Jr. waist and pushes him backwards into the ropes before pushing him away, where Lyons Jr. then bounces off the ropes and as he comes back, he shoulder blocks Hernandez down to the mat. Hernandez, however, doesn't stay down and he kips back up to his feet, as he looks over to Lyons Jr. and smirks and before Lyons Jr. can react, Hernandez boots Lyons Jr. in the stomach before grabbing him around the head, as this time Lyons Jr. pushes Hernandez up against the ropes and then pushes him away, where Hernandez bounces off the ropes and as he comes back, Lyons Jr. looks for a shoulder block, but Hernandez stands his ground and soaks up the shoulder block and merely bounces off him.
Simone: He quickly escapes and bats away Hernandez arm before grabbing him into a headlock. But Hernandez pushes Lyons Jr. back into the ropes, where he then Irish whips him across the ropes and he bounces off the ropes and hits a shoulder block sending Hernandez down to the mat.
Adams: But Hernandez quickly kips back up to his feet, as both take a moment and stare at each other, but it's Hernandez that strikes first and delivers a boot before grabbing him around the head for a headlock, as this Lyons Jr. pushes Hernandez up against the ropes and then Irish whips him across the ring. He tries to shoulder block him on the come back but Hernandez stands his ground and nothing happens.
Hernandez looks proud for not going down, but Lyons Jr. rushes forward and shoulder barges Hernandez again and this time sends him down to the mat. Lyons Jr. looks down at Hernandez with a smirk, before he rushes forward and bounces off the ropes, while Hernandez moves to his stomach, which Lyons Jr. leaps over him before continuing forward and bounces off the ropes as Hernandez make his way to his feet and leaps over the returning Lyons Jr., who then bounces off the ropes as Hernandez drops down onto his back and Lyons Jr. leaps over and tucks his shoulder and rolls forward before getting back to his feet and he turns, where he approaches Hernandez and tries to surprise him with a kick, as Hernandez rushes forward and leaps onto the ropes and as Lyons Jr. turns back to Hernandez, Hernandez tries for a springboard cutter, but Lyons Jr. catches him.
Simone: Hernandez lets down his guard and Lyons Jr. shoulder barges him down to the mat. Lyons Jr. smirks. He turns and bounces off the ropes, which Hernandez turns onto his stomach and Lyons Jr. leaps over him on his return.
Adams: The high tempo speed continue before Hernandez tries for a springboard cutter, but is caught by Lyons Jr.
Lyons Jr. shoves him away and Hernandez turns back around and Lyons Jr. grabs him and hooks him, but Hernandez quickly counters and hooks Lyons Jr. arms and goes for a sliding back pin…
Simone: Lyons Jr. shoves him away before trying to grab him, but Hernandez slips free, and he hooks Lyons Jr. arms and tries for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
KICK OUT!
Lyons Jr. kicks out, Hernadez briefly gets to his feet but Lyons Jr. who still on his knees swipes at Hernandez's feet and drops him down to the mat and he goes for a cover…
Adams: Lyons Jr. kicks out and Hernandez makes his way to his feet, but is quickly tripped and Lyons Jr. goes for a pin…
ONE!
KICK OUT!
Hernandez kicks out, and both roll away from each other before making their way to their feet and turn before charging at each other, where they trade blows before Hernandez drives a knee into Lyons Jr. stomach, which Lyons Jr. holds his stomach and Hernandez grabs Lyons Jr. by the hair and drives his knee into Lyons Jr. face before grabbing Lyons Jr. by the tights and drives him into the corner and drives him shoulder first into a ring post. Hernandez pulls Lyons Jr. from the corner and spins him around, where he books him in the stomach and then hits a snap suplex.
Simone: Hernandez kicks out, as they roll away from each other before making their way to their feet, where they charge back in and briefly brawl before Hernandez drives a knee into Lyons Jr. stomach. Lyons Jr. reels from this and Hernandez drives some knee shots into Lyons Jr. face before following up with driving Lyons Jr. into the corner.
Adams: Nice snap suplex.
Lyons Jr. arches in his back in pain, as Hernandez moves back in and sits Lyons Jr. up and wraps an arm around Lyons Jr. neck and locks in a sleeper hold. He pulls him sideways and wraps his legs around his body and squeezes. The ref moves in and check on Lyons Jr. right away, as Lyons Jr. grabs at Hernandez hands and legs trying to break his grip with little luck.
Simone: Lyons Jr. is rocked, as Hernandez moves back to Lyons Jr. and sits him up and then locks in a sleeper hold and he even wraps his legs around his waist.
The ref asks Lyons Jr. if he wants to give up, but he says no, as he begins to moves his legs, as Hernandez tries to squeeze tighter, but Lyons Jr. grits his teeth and moves to his knees before pushing himself up and then runs backwards and throws himself against a turnbuckle. Hernandez doesn't release and Lyons Jr. does it again and this time Hernandez releases this time, and he leans against the ropes and Lyons Jr. begins to throw his elbows backwards and he catches Hernandez a few times.
Adams: the ref asks Lyons Jr., but he shakes his head and begins to fight.
Simone: Hernandez tries to keep the submission hold locked in with little luck and Lyons Jr. gets to his feet and drives Hernandez backward into the ropes before firing in elbows, which catches Hernandez in his temples.
He steps forward and then hits a pele kick, which catches Hernandez on top of his head, who then drops to the mat, and Lyons Jr. gets back to his feet. Lyons Jr. grabs Hernandez by the foot and pulls him away from the ropes and drop down and goes for a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
Adams: Hernandez is rocked once more with a pele kick. Lyons Jr. goes for a pin, but Hernandez does not kick out and Lyons Jr is playing with his pray.
Lyons Jr. pulls Hernandez up and breaks his own pin, as he smirks and climbs to his feet, as he grabs Hernandez and pulls him onto his hands and knee, where he backs off and then charges in and hits the Ionic Impact (Curb Stomp). Hernandez lays on the mat, as Lyons Jr. looks down at Hernandez and begins to stomp on his prone body a few times, as he then grabs Hernandez and pulls him up and then hits the Lyons Roar DDT.
Simone: Lyons Jr. drags Hernandez up and hits a curb stop, but he isn't done and stomps on Hernandez a few times before hitting the Lyons Roar DDT.
He then goes for a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Adams: Vincent Lyons Jr. picks up the win.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall… Vincent Lyons Jr.!
Lyons Jr music hits over the p.a, as he climbs off Hernandez and then makes his way to his feet, as the referee raises his arm in victory.
ULTIMATE X OVER THE POOL
Mercedes Vargas (c) v Bella Madison v Lilith Locke
A wash of soft pink and glitter pulses across the state as "Cravin" by Sileto and Kendyl Paige hits. Like always, it's like a glitter bomb has gone off on the stage, the synthetic beats intenfisfying as the song goes on. Stepping out at the appropriate time, Amelia Reynolds appears from underneath the curtain, a cute little smile on her face as she looks out to the crowd.
Justin: Coming now to the ring…she is "The Skyborn" Amelia Reynolds!
Amelia pauses at the top, still spins in place. Tonight, she's not dressed for the ring – at least, not in her gear. She wears a Denver Broncos jersey, cropped up, customized with her last name. Her light blue skinny jeans are high waisted, and filled with rips from top of her thigh to ankle. She wears converse, with a chunky heel. She still captures the attention of the crowd, who is now cheering for this rookie from Queensland. Her smile is easy. But her eyes are still sharp. Her hair is pulled up into a high ponytail, tendrils of wavy curls around her face.
Simone: Last week, Amelia Reynolds completely shocked the Bombshell Division with a pin over former World Bombshell Champion Andrea Hernandez in a triple threat! That's no small feat for someone with two matches to their entire career.
Adams: Wasn't just a pin – it was an outpace. That Celestial Break came out of nowhere!!
Amelia high fives a couple of fans, grins widely as she sees someone wearing a custom made (probably on a Cricuit) shirt with her name and face on it. She hugs them regardless, lets them take a picture with her really quickly, before jogging towards six-sided ring, climbing the stairs with a smile. She steps into the ring, not springboarding today, a little more graceful. Justin hands her a microphone that she takes with a thank you, nodding at him.
As her music fades, she looks at the crowd with a bright smile that catches even wider as they cheer again.
Amelia: Grand Junction….you're just a little louder than Boulder, aren't ya?
She gives a little cheeky smirk as the crowd pops again. She shrugs for a second, lowering the mic and letting the crowd respond, laughing a little as she nods her approval. She paces a couple of steps to the right, but doesn't say anything, letting herself bask in the moment.
Simone: I know it doesn't seem like it on your screens, ladies and gentlemen, but you can feel in this crowd right now that they're getting behind Amelia already. I'd say she's earned it too. Two matches in, and she's already racking up some bodies.
Adams: I mean, we've seen Aiden win over fans for years, but Amelia's got her own kind of fire.
Amelia: I'm going to be really honest with all of you. It still hasn't sunk in, you know? That last match, last week at Climax Control 429…I really went in there thinkin' I was gonna just do the match, do my best, maybe learn somethin' from two former champions, and two women who've walked halls like these hundreds of times before.
She pauses.
Amelia: And I did. I learned pressure can break people…or it can shape 'em. I learned that legacy can get heavy if you don't keep liftin' it. And I learned that belief…belief is loud, even if starts out unsure and wavering.
She exhales softly, like the weight of her words still leans heavy. Like she hasn't done this enough to figure out how to feel strong.
Amelia: Kate Steele came in screamin' nicknames and thrown' sparkles like confetti, right? But the very moment she got hit, she bailed out. Rolled out. Regrouped. I mean, I respect that hustle, the whole pop star angle. She's been here for a long time in this business, and she's smart. But when the cameras kinda cut through all the glamour, the light catches ya from the wrong angle…you either stand tall or you fade. Kate? She faded.
The crowd gives her a mixed response at that point, some light jeers, some applause for her honesty.
Amelia: And…and Andrea. Andrea, I hope you're hearin' me from wherever you're holed up. You threw fists, and you brought it. The woman who took Kayla Richards' championships from her, I saw her there. You started seein' me as someone you had to stop instead of someone that you told was gonna be the weak link in the match.
Her voice lowers slightly, steady still, but sharper.
Amelia: That's where she messed up, 'cause I wasn't tryin' to take anyone's spot. I was just tryin' to prove I had one.
I know a lot of people are gonna say it's luck. That's what happened last time too. That I just beat Joanne because it was beginner's luck. That's a term this industry throws around a lot, especially when someone doesn't like that they lost. That'll be what's said, no matter who I face next. But I know that it isn't luck. I realized it when that three count happened. I knew it wasn't a fluke. It was the result of everythin' I've trained for. The hours. The bruises. The belief. And now? Now, I'm not just standin' in this ring as some girl from Queensland with a smile and sparkles. I'm standin' here as the the one who won.
She lowers the microphone for a second, running her thumb over the edge of it. She looks back out at the crowd, who has popped again with her words. There's emotion in her eyes – a rookie mistake, but she's unable to kill it. She tries to rein it in, letting the next words carry more weight.
Amelia: I had a chat with Mark and Christian this week. They wanted to put me to a test. They're putting me in a match at Summer XXXTreme XIII. A match called Double or Nothing. I don't know who I'm facin'....I don't know who's goin' to be standin' across from me, or who is gonna be tryin' to keep me down.
But…I do know what's on the line. Number one contender…for the World Bombshell Championship. That's the top of the mountain, isn't it? That's the title that people bleed for, and the one that built this division. They're saying that if I…me can get two falls, either pins of submissions….I could walk out with a shot.
Little ol' me…with two matches.
She shakes her head in disbelief. Doubt, of course, but also awe. Her tone stays honest. She looks up at the crowd, shaking her head slightly as she talks.
Amelia: I've had two matches. Two>. And somehow, I've been given a shot to climb higher. Not handed. Not gifted. Earned. Because I showed up, I kept swingin' and I didn't back down. I didn't let the voices in, I didn't stop when they told me I couldn't amount. I didn't listen.
So here's what I say to that. To whoever ends up stepping in that ring with me, on that boat, on that cruise…whether you're a veteran, or a powerhouse, or a submission master…or some unstoppable force…I'm not walkin' into that match to survive you. I will not let myself be the weakest link you think I am. I'm walkin' in to outlast every single one of you, because I'm not just here for a good showin…
I'm here to make sure that the next time you hear my name, it's right before they say the words number one contender. So guess what…Double or Nothin'? I'm all in.
She drops the mic to the ground, giving a small bow of gratitude to the crowd before stepping back through the ropes, the oar of the audience following her all the way back up the ramp.
The shot had cut back down to where the ring was. All the excitement could be heard from those in attendance. It was very clear the fans were pretty excited for the next match set to take place. Breaking The Law by Judas Priest plays over the sound system as Liam Davies, wearing a Police Shield Chest protector and a black shirt with black trousers and black boots, also wearing gloves and elbow pads stamping his feet with his nightstick and handcuffs in his pocket. He stamps his feet, shaking his whole body about to the ring.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Internet Championship. Introducing first the challenger. From Orlando, Florida. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds. 'The Order Of Authority' LIAM DAVIS!
Liam slides in the ring and holds up his nightstick to the fans. After he did that, Liam gives the weapons of his nightstick and the handcuffs to the ringside announcer before going in the ring again and pumps his fists in the air before standing in the middle of the ring, waiting for his opponent to come out.
Adams: Liam Davis is in quite the position here tonight.
Simone: He sure is. It seems our bosses have seen a bright future in Liam. Rewarding him with an Internet Championship shot in just his third match with us.
Adams: Not sure how I feel about a title match this close to Summer XXXTreme, but this could really shakeup the landscape of what that night could look like if Liam pulls off a big upset.
Simone: And if he does? Could you imagine the mental state of Kevin?! Oooof!
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 introducing, at this time. From the most vile part of Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds. The reigning and DEFENDING Internet Champion. He is 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 those 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 started to fade out as he retreated to his corner tossing said jacket to the floor.
Simone: You know I had heard all week long that Kevin didn't want to defend the championship. Because he was afraid that Alexander was going to be lurking in the shadows.
Adams: To be fair. He should be worried. He crossed a line with Alexander that most wouldn't have dreamed of crossing. If his way of getting revenge is to cost Kevin the one thing he cares about. I think that's very fitting of revenge.
Simone: Not so sure that's something that Liam would agree with. If he wins, I think he'd want it to be done by his own hand. But none of us can control the actions of others. Guess we'll just have to wait and see how it all turns out...
DING DING DING!
The very second the bell sounded. That Internet Championship was up for grabs. Liam and Carter found themselves circling around each other for a second. Before meeting up to lock up in the middle of the ring. It was a very quick lock up all thanks to Carter popping the hands of Liam off of him, shooting behind the man, and then lifting him up to plant him down in the middle of the ring for a waist lock takedown. He spun over the top of Liam and found himself slapping the man across the head a few times before pushing right up to his feet with a smirk on his lips.
Adams: That's just downright disrespectful!
Simone: Did you not hear the things Kevin had to say going into this match? He has no respect at all for Liam and just made that clear.
Adams: How is this any different from any other match for Kevin? His superior god complex is always showing and never seems to respect anyone he's facing off with.
Carter had his arms raised into the air. Clearly enjoying what he had done. Little did he know Liam was already back to his feet. His face red with anger after being disrespected. Like a bull that saw nothing but red. Liam charged right at the unsuspecting Internet Champion. However at the very last second Carter turned around to see the charge. Quickly turning out of the way and gripping Liam through his momentum to toss him out of the ring through the ropes. The man went flying head first into the steel guardrail.
He hit with a bit of a sickening thud before he flopped to the floor. Carter couldn't help but laugh after seeing what had just taken place. He dropped down to his back and rolled out of the ring. His hands grabbing a hold of the downed Liam to pull him up to his feet. Wasting no time at all to throw him into the ring under the bottom rope. Carter leaped into the apron. Using the ropes to sling shot himself over and landed an elbow to the chest of Liam. No sooner than the point of his elbow made contact Carter went for the cover.
ONE...
STRONG KICK OUT FROM LIAM!
Holly Wood made it very clear with his hand gesture it was a one count. Carter just rolled his eyes a little bit as he grabbed a hold of Liam's head which had to be throbbing from connecting with the guard rail. He whipped the man right into the corner before closing the gap amongst them. He lifted Liam's head up to expose the man's chest. As the Internet Champion took his hand and slapped it right across the best for a nasty sounding Knife-Edge Chop. Liam could be seen crumbling to his knees holding his chest.
Simone: This isn't a good look for Liam. Not a good look at all.
Adams: He is letting Kevin take the driver's seat far too early. As proven in the past once he has control like that. It's difficult to get him out of control.
Simone: You're right about that. And more than anything right now, its like Kevin is out to embarrass Liam.
Adams: Likely sending a message to Raven.
Simone: Maybe, but Alexander isn't the man you want to taunt. Not by a long shot. That would just be one of the worst mistakes Kevin has ever made.
Carter grabbed a hold of Liam's head and pulled him up from his knees. Throwing him right back into the corner he had come from. Lining up to throw a punch, but the second he swung. Liam reached out and blocked the punch from the champion. Before landing a right hand of his own. Carter took a couple of steps back. Liam came forward with a boot to the gut that sent him backwards a little more. Liam quickly grabbed the arm of Carter and backed him up towards the ropes. Carter hit the other side and came right back into Liam's clutches.
Lifting him straight up into the air and shooting him over the back of him for a Back Body Drop. Carter's spine connected with the mat. He instantly tensed up and found himself fighting to get back to his feet. He backed himself up into the nearest corner, but Liam was hot on his trail. He leaped into the air and connected with a splash in the corner. Taking a couple of steps backwards himself. Watching as Carter stumbled out. Both of his hands wrapped around Carter's waist and lifted him up to slam him across the knee of Liam for a backbreaker.
Adams: That is one stiff knee to the back. There is no give at all to a situation like that.
Simone: Liam is known for having a little bit of a temper. By no means am I surprised to see him out here trying to punish Kevin in the worst ways possible.
Adams: He stays on this path. We might have what many would consider an upset and crowning a brand new Internet Champion!
Carter was lying face down on the mat. His hand holding his lower back as he kicked his feet a little bit against the mat. Liam was staying on the mat like he needed to. He dropped down bedside Carter, pressing his forearm across the back of the man's neck to hold him down. All before taking his knee and driving it into the spine of the champion. He wasn't done as he leaped up and drove his knee into the man's back a second time. Carter could be heard screaming out. Clearly the pain was getting to him. Liam quickly rolled him onto his back to make the cover. Holly Wood sliding down for the count.
ONE...
TWO....
KEVIN FORCES LIAM OFF HIM!
Liam was sitting up on his knees after being forced out of that cover thanks to the Internet Champion. There was an angered look in his eyes as he peered over his shoulder to see Carter trying to crawl away to get to his feet. He didn't get too far at all. Long enough to reach out and grab the middle rope, but that's when Liam snatched a hold of the hair of the champion. Yanking him up to his feet. Turning the man around and shooting him towards the ropes once again. Carter hit them and came rebounding back to where Liam was in the center of the ring. He lifted the Internet Champion up in the air. To plant him down in the center of the ring with a spinebuster. Again, Liam went for the cover.
Simone: Liam is keeping the pressure on!
ONE...
Adams: Not letting the champion breathe for even a second. I like this. I like this a lot.
TWO...
Simone: Don't think this is the kind of fight Kevin walked into tonight expecting to have.
ANOTHER KICK OUT FROM THE CHAMPION!
Adams: Not at all, but this is a fight we have all been craving to see being taken to the champion.
Simone: I can't disagree there. All the trash talking. All the dirty things. Just everything about who he is deserves this beating he's getting.
Liam was not pleased with the kick out. As he quickly pulled the head of Carter off the mat and then pulled him towards him. Allowing the challenger to lock his legs around the head and neck of the champion. Yanking on Carter's arm for leverage. Applying a very tight Triangle Choke in the middle of the ring. That free hand of the champion's flailing around. He was trying to find a way out but that submission was locked in pretty deep. Holly Wood getting down to one knee to check on Carter and asking if he gave up. That simply wasn't an option for the champion.
Carter found himself gripping the tights that Liam had on with that one hand. Somehow finding it in himself to stand straight up. Pulling Liam with him. The man looked around with a panicked look on his face, but he wasn't in that position for long. Thanks to the Internet Champion driving Liam down into the mat with a modified version of a Powerbomb. Forcing the triangle choke to be broken apart. Carter rolled over, holding his throat gasping a little bit. Trying to catch his breath with Liam rolling over holding the back of his neck where he had been driven down.
Finally, there was some more life to Carter shown as he got himself up to his feet. Thanks to using the corner's ropes to pull him up. Yet the very second he stood up. Liam appeared behind the man, he wrapped his arms around the waist of Carter going to pick him up. Right away Carter grabbed a hold of the top turnbuckle pad with both hands. To try and prevent Liam getting the control he wanted. It was working for the time being but Liam was persistent. He kept tugging and tugging on the waist of Carter as Holly Wood was telling Carter to let go of the turnbuckle pad.
Adams: Desperation has finally sunk in for the champion!
Liam yanked one more time and managed to get a hold of Carter. Yet when he did, Carter managed to rip the top turnbuckle pad right off exposing the top turnbuckle. Panic consumed the face of the champion with Liam lifting him up for a deadlift German Suplex. Planting the champion on the back of his head and neck. Forcing him to roll all the way to the edge of the ring apron. Holly Wood could be seen picking up that turnbuckle pad off the mat and turning to go back to the exposing turnbuckle.
With the referee distracted for the time being. Liam remained on top of the defending champion. He grabbed a hold of Carter and pulled him away from the ring apron. Lifting him up and tucking the head of Carter right under his arm. Liam then going to stop back for a DOUBLE HOOK DD-NO! Carter suddenly dropped to his knees to avoid the move. As he did so he took his arm and drove it right between the legs of Liam for a LOW BLOW causing the man's eyes to bulge back as he stumbled backwards away from the champion. The crowd could be heard booing with everything they had seeing the shortcut that Carter was willing to take.
Simone: What a scumbag! A low blow?! Really a low blow?!
Carter shot right back to his feet as Liam was starting to go down. He quickly grabbed a hold of the man and put his head between his legs. Before wrapping his arms around his waist and lifting him into an upside down position. This is when Holly Wood turned around to see what was happening. Catching the Internet Champion connecting with a modified version of his "TAKEN TO THE GRAVE" signature. Liam's head drove into the mat with force before he flopped over. Seemingly out of it right when he hit the mat. Right away Carter rolled him over and made the cover.
Adams: We're about to see him skate by with another title defense. Dammit to hell!
ONE...
Simone: Liam was so close. So close to dethroning this man!
TWO...
Adams: Sadly, it wasn't close enough.
THRE-NOOOOO!
LIAM GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!
Simone: Jason! He kicked out! He kicked out!
Adams: How on earth did he manage to dig that deep?!
Carter couldn't believe it. His eyes were wide as he sat there. His glare shooting over to Holly Wood who just held out a two on his hand. This was not good, this was not good at all as far as the champion was concerned. Carter rolled over to his knees and started to get up. Before reaching for Liam's head and lifting him up. Right away he scooped the man up his shoulders. It was clear what he was going for, but Liam showed he had other ideas. Because the moment he was across the shoulders of the champion. He began to take his elbow and drive it into the point of Carter's jaw.
Being able to slip down the shoulders of the champion. Liam grabbed a hold of his shoulder and spun him around. Landing a kick to the gut that forced Carter to double over. He hooked both of his arms and then drove Carter down onto his head with the DOUBLE UNDERHOOK DDT! Carter's head spiking right off the mat as he proceeded to roll away from Liam upon the impact. Of course the challenger stayed hot on his trail as he crawled right on over. Forcing the Internet Champion right back to his back. Liam put his shoulders across Carter's chest and hooked one of his legs. With the belief that the match was over.
ONE...
Simone: This is it! This has to be it!
TWO...
Adams: That DDT has put two other men down once before!
THRE-NOOOOOOO!
CARTER GETS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Simone: Ughhhhhhh! Why does he have to have such good in ring awareness?!
Liam looked confused for a second when Holly Wood had stopped counting. He looked at Holly Wood who was holding up a two count with one hand and pointing with his other. Liam looked over his shoulder to see where Carter's foot was. Slapping his hand against the mat in frustration. He got up in a fit and found himself charging towards one of the nearest corners. Stepping through the ropes briefly in order to start climbing them. With Liam deciding to take it to the top, clearly something in mind. Carter had started to roll away from the ropes back to the center of the ring.
He planted one hand down and then another. Pushing himself up to his knees. The crowd was showing their support for Liam as he found himself perched in the corner. Motioning for Carter to keep getting up as his movements were slow. Finally, Carter pushed off his hands and forced himself to stand up. Not realizing what was coming. Thanks to Liam leaping from the top rope and stretching his body out. Taking him down with a Crossb-Noooooo! Carter caught Liam and rolled all the way through the move. Finding himself getting to his feet with Liam in his grip.
It was a bit of a struggle for him to be carrying another man the way he was, but he managed to get right back to his feet. Using his strength to pop Liam from out in front of him in his hands to in the air and catching him onto his shoulders. Without any hesitation at all Carter drove Liam into the mat. Spiking him with everything he had for "INTO THE ABYSS" as the crowd collectively groaned out together. It's like they just knew when Carter made sure to hook both legs as he made the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner and STILLLLL the Internet Champion, KEEEEVVVVINNNN CAAAAARRRRTTERRRR!
As soon as he heard the bell ring Carter had sat right up with a smirk spread across his lips. Holly Wood had walked to the side of the ring to retrieve the Internet Championship. He took it from the time keeper and brought it over to the champion. Carter quickly snatched it out of the man's hands. Before lifting it into the air to a sea of boos from those in attendance. Not a single person there that night was pleased to see the champion retain.
Adams: I will say this. Even though Kevin was able to retain the championship here tonight. Liam has nothing to be ashamed of. He gave the champion a hell of a fight.
Simone: He sure did. There was more than one occasion where it looked like Liam had this match in the bag, but the experience of the Scumbag was too much to overcome.
Adams: Either way you slice it. There is a bright future ahead for
Carter kept the championship held high above his head. Almost like he was doing anything and everything he could to rub it into the face of the fans. On the other side of the ring Holly Wood was starting to help Liam roll out of the ring. With the boos being tossed in Carter's way, his smirk grew a little more. Bringing the championship down to his shoulder and attempting to leave the ring himself but was quickly stopped in his tracks.
"Kafka" by Jinjer begins to blare through the arena speakers. The crowd erupts with roars, a strange thing how quickly they had thrown themselves behind Alexander Raven. Wasting little time, he storms through the curtain, alone. A microphone in hand as he swarms down the ramp toward the ring, his eyes fixated upon Kevin Carter.
Chants of "Raven's gonna kill you" and "You fucked up" rip through the arena. Raven jumps up onto the ring apron, pulling himself up with an assist from the rope, staring daggers into Kevin Carter.
Alexander Raven: You didn't finish the job, Kevin. You didn't kill me. You didn't put me down. You just shoved that knife into my back and twisted it a little more. Unfortunately for you, that was a bad decision.
The irate Alexander Raven begins to pace back and forth, slowly cutting the ring space down as he moves slowly closer to Kevin each time he strides back and forth.
Alexander Raven: See, now. I've been given exactly what I want this time Kevin. No games, no parading. No demands or begging. I simply asked, and the Powers that Be were happy to grant them. See, I told you, I was coming to hurt you. To make you bleed, to take every little part of you. To take that...
Alexander Raven jabs a finger forward pointing at the Internet Championship in Kevin's grasp, his eyes never leaving Kevin's face though. On high alert for a potential blindside attack again.
Alexander Raven: Mark and Christian, have granted me this. You and me, First Blood, for the Internet Championship. No where to hide, no where to run. On that cruise ship, you and I are going to settle this. I'm going to carve your fucking eyes out.
The entire time the man was speaking. Carter was just glaring at him. Not being one to show fear by any means. Carter walked right up and snatched the microphone out of Raven's hand.
Kevin Carter: Surprise. Surprise. Sur-fucking-prise! Once again Christian and Mark just granted someone unworthy a shot at my championship!
His eyes narrowed a little more. The tone in his voice was very angry and nasty.
Kevin Carter: And a First Blood match? Anything to give you the upperhand right? Anything to appease the man that's going to walk out on them once again. The second something better comes along! That's fine though. That's perfectly fine. If this is how they want to do things. I've got no problem having your blood and your public execution being on their hands!
Carter was nose to nose with Raven. Forehead to forehead. Both men just glaring at each other. Neither one of them is willing to back down. That is how intense things had become.
Kevin Carter: You need to understand one thing Alexander. No matter how much they kiss your ass. No matter how much they put you in positions to succeed. No matter how much they give you anything and everything you want. To make you feel special and to pad that ego of yours. None of it means anything when you've never been good enough to capture the glory you're seeking!
His smirk grew. Finding himself taking a couple steps back out of the face of the man that was going to be his challenger in two weeks. He slowly lifted the championship off his shoulders and held it up.
Kevin Carter: If this is truly what you are after. This is as close as you are ever going to get to it!
Following his words Carter threw the championship at the unsuspecting Raven. Right away he caught the championship but that proved to be a distraction. Thanks to Carter connecting with the microphone to the top of Raven's head causing him to fall back against the mat. He didn't stay down for long though as he got right back up. Carter made sure to catch him off guard with rights and lefts. Connecting with the man's jaw. Slowly backing Raven into the corner with those strikes.
Simone: Another damn cheap shot from Kevin!
Adams: It is what his entire arsenal is filled with!
Simone: We saw him split Raven open a few weeks ago! And now this.
Adams: If you ask me, Belinda. Kevin is terrified Alexander has been granted a title shot. Things are not going to go well for him and he knows it.
Simone: I don't know. Kevin always seems to have an ace up his sleeve!
As the champion landed a few more shots. Out of nowhere Raven drove his knee right up into the gut of Carter taking all the momentum away from him. He landed a huge right hand that bumped Carter. He got right back up to his feet. Turning around into another right hand that took him off his feet. Carter hit the mat harshly, but still found a way to get back to his feet. This is when Raven exploded forward and took the man down with a Sling Blade. Carter drove into the mat as he held his head and neck. Raven found himself zeroing in on Carter taunting him and begging him to stand up.
As he was doing so the crowd began to boo heavily. Not because of what was taking place in the ring but because of Lilith sprinting out from the back. Making a mad dash towards the ring. She could be seen clutching that hammer in her hand. The very hammer that Carter used weeks ago and that was the scariest part of it all for those in attendance.
Just before Lilith could get to the ring however, a woman wearing a hoodie with the hood up hiding her face launches herself over the barricade and slams into the side of Lilith. Quickly removing the hood, it is revealed to be none other than Luna Pasilno, Alexander Raven's wife! Wasting not a moment, Luna threw the hammer that had scattered to the ground into the ring. Turning back to Lilith quickly putting the boots to her, before locking on a tight chokehold, forcing her to look in the ring.
Alexander was ready for this, hand outstretched and snatching the hammer out of the air. In the blink of an eye, Alexander Raven brought the hammer down on Kevin's head, payback for just a few weeks ago. Almost instantly, Kevin's head split open, blood flowing freely.
Putting an exclamation mark on it, Alexander kicks Kevin square in the face, knocking him to the canvas. He reaches down and grabs the Internet Championship, holding it high in the air, holding the hammer in the other. Lilith is near unconscious in Luna's arms on the outside, as Alexander Raven stands basking in the roar of the crowd.
Adams: Alexander Raven standing tall as we go into Summer
Treme!Simone: Raven was prepared for Kevin tonight, but can he succeed again when it truly counts?
Adams: Kevin has weathered the storm, but I truly think Alexander Raven has managed to get into his head.
Luna drops Lilith's unconscious form on the ground as Alexander drops the hammer and championship onto Kevin's body. As he exits the ring, he fixates upon Luna. The two of them leave, Raven following after her, with Luna slowly backing up the ramp as the cameras cutaway.
Guy With A Cape (c) v Artie
The opening piano strokes of "Skeletons" by Wednesday 13 harbor the arrival of Frankie Holliday. As the guitar riffs begin to ramp up the song, Frankie parts the curtain. A sinister and knowing grin on her face as she doesn't acknowledge the response in any way, walking down to the ring.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Frankie Holliday!
Frankie glances a smirk at the crowd before she simply rolls under the bottom rope and sits in the corner. She eyes Justin, who hands her the microphone as her music cuts out.
Frankie: We are two weeks away from Summer XXXTreme, and I am sitting pretty, while the champion, Kayla Richards, does what she does best and wrestles tonight. And you should all pay attention, get your phones out, and record her final moments as champion, because she won't be after Summer XXXTreme.
Boos, some mixed cheers since people don't like Kayla either.
Frankie: What I found extremely fascinating was that all of sudden, those who couldn't have cared less about me or Kayla for that matter, are weighing in. They are picking sides. It's funny to me that two of the most unlikeable people are facing each other and somehow it's got everybody talking. What's causing all this? It sure as shit, isn't Kayla Richards. It's me.
Boos.
Frankie: I have swept through here like a hurricane, maybe a painted one… Oh, I made a funny.
Frankie waves at the camera nearest to her.
Frankie: Hi mom…
Her reference complete, she gets back to her point.
Frankie: Anyway, I swept through here, and I've ruffled all the feathers. I blew people away, almost literally I dare say. People saw me, and some of them headed out of town. People are commenting on me despite not even having to face me. I have everyone talking and that is exactly what I wanted. The crazy part is that I thought that perhaps it would take a little longer than this to get this opportunity, but no, it's actually only taken 4 matches and I already sit in prime position to become what I know I can be. So, to all of you, I say… you're welcome.
Boos as Frankie smirks.
Frankie: But the new fun phrase going around is that everyone wants to figure out the "Frankie Holliday puzzle"
Another mixed reaction.
Frankie: Everyone wants to figure out my secrets. They whisper behind my back as I walk by. They talk about me in hushed tones, because they don't want me to know how hard they are working to figure me out. I will save you all the trouble, right here, right now. You want to know the secret? You want the answers? Ready? What is the solution to the puzzle?
Frankie beckons the camera close and whispers into the microphone.
Frankie: This isn't one.
A mixed reaction, but mostly boos.
Frankie: I am here to change things. Cause a little chaos, and make this place less boring. This is Sin City Wrestling, there's supposed to be sin. There's supposed to be a feeling of danger and excitement. And until my arrival, it had vanished long ago. Now people are talking, eyes are glued to screens because I am threatening to make history. I have restored the feeling.
Another pause as Frankie has a wild look in her eye.
Frankie: I can, as it stands right now, in 5 matches, win a world's championship faster than anyone ever has in this company. I can grab power faster than anything, because that's is all the Bombshell's championship is to me right now. A symbol of power. Because despite the fact that I have done everything I said I would, despite the fact that all my predictions have come true, and I have already changed things, people don't believe me. They continue to doubt. Maybe when I have the Bombshell's championship, people will believe me. Not only believe me, but believe IN me. That's why I need to win. And it will be glorious when I do.
Frankie tilts her head back, as if a wave of euphoria has hit her, before continuing.
Frankie: Kayla, you have two weeks. But I don't want you to cherish them. I don't want you to enjoy them. No, I want you to realize in two weeks, I will complete my rise to the top, and I will do so at your expense. I don't want you to believe you are fighting to save SCW, That's my job. You are fighting to save yourself. But you can't stop an idea, you can't stop revolution, or evolution.
Frankie smiles. It's unsettling.
Frankie: You and I are holding our cards, Kayla. I'm pushing my chips in. Will you join me and go all in? I'll see you soon. Maybe… even tonight. But maybe not. No promises. The only promise I'll make tonight is… it's going to be one hell of a cruise, Kayla. Trust me.
Frankie again tosses the microphone aside, rolls back under the ropes and backs up the entrance way, smiling and laughing to herself as she goes.
Simone: Our next match is going to be a squash where Victoria Lyons squashes Cassie Wolf. For Cassie to be giving up five inches in height and fifty-two pounds of weight. . .well. . .can you say DOOMED? Ha ha ha!!!
Adams: Cassie Wolfe has, on numerous occasions, proved herself more than a match for the wrestlers who are taller and heavier than she is. I expect this match will be a great back-and-forth match.
Justin: The first participant in this match hails from Charlotte, North Carolina, she comes into this match at five feet eight inches and one hundred seventy pounds, please give a great Grand Junction, Colorado, welcome for "THE HEAD LIONESS" VICTORIA LYONS.
The arena lights dim as "HEY YOU" by NOVA ROCKAFELLER hits the speakers and at the same time Victoria Lyons walks out from the backstage area to walk across the landing. She walks to the top of the ramp and stops to look over the crowd. After pausing for a time Victoria starts a slow and calculated walk toward the ring. As she walks down the ramp she glares at some of the fans and even tries to bite some of them as she passes by. As Victoria enters the ring the lights in the arena go back up to full brightness, and Victoria raises her arms in a "V" while standing in the middle of the ring, with a stance and a look that demands worship from the fans. Victoria then turns and flashes a creepy smile into the camera before taking up residence in the nearest corner to await the arrival of Cassie Wolfe and for the start of their match.
Adams: I always have a difficult time understanding how some wrestlers need to be rude to their opponents and also rude to the fans.
Simone: Because Victoria has earned the respect and worship from other wrestlers and the fans and she takes offense when they do not comply.
Justin: Our next participant in this match currently hails from Reno, Nevada, but she is originally from Grenock South Australia, and she comes into this match at five feet three inches and one hundred fifteen pounds, please give a great Grand Junction, Colorado, welcome for "THE REBEL PRINCESS" CASSIE WOLFE!!!
The opening riff of "Wolf Within" hits the speakers and once the lyrics kick in Cassie Wolfe emerges from the back excited to start the match, with her hands on her leather jacket's sides the rookie wrestler turns her back to the crowd. When the crowd reacts with a mostly positive reaction Cassie spins around flashing the metal horns sign with her left hand while clapping the fans hands with her other hand. When Cassie arrives at ringside she jumps up on the ring apron before giving her hair a full flip. Cassie then removes her jacket and hands it to one of the attendants at ringside. She then jumps over the top rope and into the ring, rolling to her knees and basking in the moment.
Adams: That is how I feel a respectful wrestler should act. They show respect for the fans and also for their opponents.
Simone: You believe whatever you want Jason. If Cassie wants to have the support of the fans then so be it. I prefer a wrestler like Victoria Lyons who can take full charge of an arena simply by showing up in the venue.
Referee Jacob Summers motions for Victoria and Cassie to join him in the center of the ring and they comply. He informs them that he will keep them strictly within the rules of their match and violations will result in a warning and if violations continue more violations, possibly leading to Disqualification will happen. Summers then asks if both of them understand how he will officiate the match and both state that they understand. Referee Summers checks both wrestlers to ensure neither have weapons or foreign substances on them. Finding both of them clean he tells them to return to their corners and come out fighting when the Timekeeper rings the bell to officially start their match.
DING DING DING!
At the bell from the Timekeeper Victoria and Cassie launch themselves out of their corner and slam into each other in the center of the ring. Cassie did not have much impact on the taller and heavier Victoria Lyons but she stands her ground and glares at Victoria. It appears Victoria Lyons is upset that Cassie Wolfe is mocking her so she takes a few steps toward Cassie and we watch as Cassie drops to the mat and executed a hard sweep kick that knocks Victoria off balance but Victoria remains on her feet. Taking note of the fact that Victoria is still on her feet and wobbling a bit Cassie leaps up and executes another sweeping kick but this time one that lands on the hip of Victoria and when Lyons sways a bit Wolf grabs her legs and manages to get Victoria on the mat where Cassie attempts a pin. However at the same time that Referee Summers gets into position to see a pin count is in order Lyons kicks out of the pin and shoves Wolfe to the side. Referee Summers indicates there was no count on the attempted pin attempt and he gets between Cassie and Victoria to give both of them a chance to get to their feet.
Adams: That was an interesting situation. I am surprised that Cassie Wolfe was able to get Victoria Lyons off balance enough to get into a position for a possible pin attempt.
Simone: More like blind luck if you ask me. Nothing more than Victoria trying to stabilize herself from swaying and Cassie took advantage of the situation. Had it been the other way around Lyons would have gotten the pinfall and the win over Wolfe.
Victoria gets up on her feet and Cassie feels has a look on her face that she feels she is in charge of this match. Cassie does not hesitate and she charges toward Victoria is what appears like a shoulder block to the body of Victoria. As Cassie quickly approaches Victoria we watch as Lyons side-steps the charging Wolfe and Cassie misses the shoulder block and she continues moving from the momentum and hits the ropes. As Cassie Wolfe rebounds backward off the ropes Victoria Lyons grabs her around the body and delivers a Suplex on Cassie driving Wolfe hard into the mat. Victoria is quick to dive on top of Cassie and go for the pin and Referee Summers gets in position to make the pin count.
ONE!
TWO!
At the two count Cassie manages to get her shoulder off the mat causing Referee Summers to stop the count at two and he holds up two fingers to show that fact.
Simone: Grrr!!! I thought Victoria had the win there.
Adams: I admit it was close to an official pinfall but the fact that Cassie got out of the pin to break the count shows she is aware of what is going on in the match.
As Victoria starts moving toward Cassie we watch as Cassie walks over to Referee Summers and she gets into a conversation with him but we are not sure why she wants to talk with the Referee. After having a short conversation with Wolfe we watch as Referee Summers turns to walk over to the the table where Jason Adams and Belinda Simone are located. He tells Victoria and Cassie to remain where they are and they are not to move until he informs them that they can. Referee Summers then leans over the ropes to talk to Belinda and Jason.
Simone: Why is Referee Summers asking to talk with us?
Adams: I do not know Belinda. Did you do something wrong?
While Referee Summers is talking with Jason and Belinda we notice both Victoria and Cassie are wondering what is going on. After Referee Summers is done talking to Jason and Belinda he turns around then walks back to where Cassie and Victoria are located. While Referee Summers is talking with Victoria and Cassie we return our focus on Jason and Belinda as they motioned that they have something to say.
Adams: Referee Summers told us with the last back and forth action between Victoria and Cassie that Wolfe complained to him about Lyons cheating by trying to choke her and Lyons was complaining the accusation is false. It turns out, according to Referee Summers that Cassie was trying to get him to believe that Victoria was using an illegal choke on her during their last back and forth action but he assured us that nothing like that happened.
Simone: That is why Referee Summers is talking to both Cassie and Victoria at this time. He is telling them if they attempt any addition accusations of cheating by the other that he will issue a disqualification on them and their opponent will get the win in the match.
Referee Summers motions to Victoria and Cassie and they are listening carefully so we make the assumption Summers is informing them that any further lying in the match to try to get their opponent disqualified will result in them losing the match with an automatic disqualification. Both Cassie and Victoria nod their heads to show they understand what Referee Summers said. With that done Referee Summers motions for both wresters to get back into the action of the match.
Adams: Looks like the Referee put his foot down hard so there should be no additional extra stuff going on in the match.
Simone: Good!
Cassie and Victoria start trading blows again and neither is backing down as both want to win this match quickly. Cassie takes off across the ring and Victoria is watching her as she is not sure why Wolfe took off. When Victoria realizes that Cassie rebounded off the ropes and charging on her she gets into a defensive pose then Cassie slams into her with her Down Under Driver Brainbuster to drive Lyons to the mat but Victoria moves her position enough that Cassie was not able to execute the maneuver properly.
Adams: That could have been the match had Cassie Wolfe landed that move but since she missed it the match continues.
Victoria shakes her finger at Cassie to indicate that since she missed her maneuver that she is going to take Wolfe out for the win. Before Lyons can start her move Cassie launches herself at Victoria and hits her with a Drop Kick but the kick didn't bring Victoria down to the mat. Victoria is quick to get to her feet and she hits a Running Knee Kick into the side of Cassie. She then shoves Cassie back into the corner and lands a few forearm smashes on her. Then she quickly backs out of the corner then executes a Backflip into the Corner landing a hard elbow to Cassie Wolfe. Having Cassie on the defense Victoria grabs Cassie in a in a DDT hold but more like in a spike position and she drives Cassie hard into the mat and immediately goes for the cover and Referee Summers is in position and makes the pin count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
At the sound of the bell from the Timekeeper Referee Summers tells Victoria Lyons to get up off of Cassie Wolfe and she does so. He then tells Victoria to stand next to him.
Adams: Well that is the end of this match. Cassie came up a little short in this match.
Simone: More than a little short. She is also going to be suffering from a headache for some time.
Justin: The official decision in this match by Referee Jacob Summers is the winner of this match, by pinfall, is VICTORIA LYONS!!!
As her hand is raised for her win Victoria Lyons plays up the crowd before exiting the ring and heading up the ramp to return to the backstage area. When our attention is returned to the match Cassie Wolf is moving around and she informs Referee Summers that she will be able to return to the backstage area without help. She then slides out of the ring and slowly makes her way up the ramp and into the backstage area.
Adams: All the matches have been great at this event. I feel the following matches will continue the greatness of this Climax Control.
Simone: I agree with you on that Jason.
After the bell rings and Cassie wolf is still in the ring she gets absolutely clobbered from behind by Victoria who returns to the ring with a microphone in her hand.
Victoria angrily begins laying the boots into Cassie repeatedly stomping her on the ground over and over before grabbing her by the hair and speaking into the microphone real close to her face
Victoria: Do you see now, Harper? Do you see the cost of your heroism?
She slams Cassie's face into the mat one more time before quickly grab it a chair from the outside, bringing it back and resting Cassie's head on it before moving to the ropes.
Adams: This is what her and Vincent tried to do to Michaela a few weeks ago!
Simone: Well Jayden Harris took the bullet that time, but right now it's just Victoria and Cassie here.
And makes a move and bounces off the rope, looking to stomp Cassie's head into the chair when Josh grabs his own chair and goes to slide into the ring, but a family face stops him.
Simone: Where did Vincent come from?!
Adams: I don't know but Josh is by no means a small guy, he was a wrestler for SCW years ago, and Vincent's holding him back like it's nothing!
Kate Steele however begins to sprint towards the ring to the sound of boos. She quickly slides into the ring. She smirks as she pushes Victoria aside as she stomps Cassie out before grabbing the microphone.
Kate: Victoria can you do anything right?! I told you this is why you need the most beautiful thing. There's nothing better than a gorgeous beatdown!
Victoria and Kate keep arguing but the crowd comes alive as Harper sprints down to the ring, Victoria sees Harper and shoves Kate into the path of Harper's Buckshot Leg Lariat!
Simone: And here's Harper to save the day!
Adams: And nearly knock Kate's teeth out with the Masonline Special!
Meanwhile Josh manages to break free of Vincent's grasp and starts fighting him off, sending him on the retreat, back in the ring Cassie is back on her feet and his duking it out with Victoria, a stiff punch sends Victoria into Harper's grasp as she gets Victoria onto her shoulders and meanwhile Kate tries to attack Cassie with a Clothesline but Cassie ducks it before setting her up for a double underhook DDT.
Simone: I don't think this is what Victoria and Kate had in mind!
Adams: Definitely not!
Harper hits the Encore Set (Torture Rack spun out into Flatliner) on Victoria and Cassie hits the Wolfe Hunt (Double Underhook DDT) on Kate! Vincent and Sapphire retrieve Victoria and Kate respectively before leaving as Young Justice stands tall.
Simone: That's twice now that Harper's gotten one up on both Kate and Victoria!
Adams: Are we looking at the Bombshell who will dethrone Victoria?
Victoria Lyons (c) v Harper Mason
Camera follows Mercedes Vargas as she warms up backstage for her match against Kayla Richards. She sits with her title, wrapping her wrists. Her ally Crystal Caldwell enters.
Crystal: You look nervous, Mercedes. That's good. Means you know what you're up against.
Mercedes smirks, glancing at her reflection.
Mercedes: Nervous? No. Focused. Kayla's just another name waiting to be put down.
Crystal: Don't let her get in your head. She'll try every trick she knows.
Mercedes: Let her try. Tonight, I show her why I am that damn good.
Quick fist bump. Mercedes' confidence is clear, but there's a flicker of nerves in her eyes as she adjusts her championship belt over her shoulder. She stands, rolling her shoulders, ready for battle.
Holly Wood stands in the middle of the ring which has three tall chairs sitting behind her, she holds a microphone as the fans cheer loudly.
Holly Wood: In just two weeks time, aboard the Sun Princess there will be a triple threat match for the SCW Bombshell's Internet Championship where Mercedes Vargas will have the odds stacked against her against two very vicious women. ONE is a rising star here in SCW and the other is a very pissed off former champion, the very woman that Mercedes has only been able to beat twice in the multiple times that they have faced. So at this time, let's bring them out here.
The arena lights crash into total black.
A sharp crackle of red-and-silver static flickers across the video screen.
"I'll bite my tongue 'til it bleeds…"
Addie Nicole's voice cuts through the darkness — raw, haunting.
A single red spotlight slashes across the stage. Fog rolls in across the ramp.
Bella Madison steps into the light.
Her hood is up. Her head down. Arms at her sides. Her silhouette is sharp — black matte leather gear with crimson trim and silver-glitched detailing. No theatrics. Just presence. On the screen behind her, her name glitches to life:
BELLA MADISON
BITE. YOUR. TONGUE.
Justin: Hailing from Manhattan, New York, representing Wolfslair, weighing in at 125 pounds, this is BELLA MADISON!
"Metallic tranquility… the pain gets buried beneath…"
She begins her walk down the ramp. Controlled. Heavy with purpose. Every step deliberate — this isn't performance. It's confrontation. She stops halfway down, head tilting up just slightly. The beat drops. The lights shift — strobe pulses echoing like warning shots.
"I could destroy you with one line…"
At ringside, Bella circles the ring once, staring up at it like a battlefield. She slides under the bottom rope, staying on one knee for a second — grounded, still, gathering the storm. Then she stands.
"Just be human, fuck your pride… you're addicted to the fight…" ??
She pulls back the hood. Her hair falls loose around her face. Eyes fixed dead on the hard cam.
"I'll bite my tongue 'til it bleeds…"
She mouths the words with steady conviction — a vow, not a lyric. As the chorus fades, she steps to the center of the ring and raises three fingers. No smile. No pose. No compromise. Just Bella. Exactly as she is now.
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.
Holly Wood: Well ladies I know that there is a third chair here as we were supposed to have a conversation between you both and the champion, Mercedes Vargas but as you can see she is not...
Bella: Wait? Are you telling me the woman that has been swaggering around here since she won that damn title from me can't be bothered to grace her presence?
Holly just nods and Bella looks at Lilith.
Bella: Lils, I know it's not your usual bag but I just so happened to prepare for this moment so if you could just give me a moment...
Bella rolls out of the ring and lifts the apron and pulls out a mannequin dressed like an old woman with Mercy's face plastered on it. She easily slides it into the ring and slides back in after it, just grabbing it by the grey hair and sits it up on the chair but doesn't bother to straighten it out.
Bella: There we go. Not that there is much difference AND because I didn't want to NOT involve that coat tail riding LEECH...
Bella lifts up the arm and it has a giant stuffed leech with the name tag "Crystal" hang around it's midsection. Lilith laughs and tries to hide it behind her hand.
Bella: Ok, now that that is out of the way. Mercy, do yourself a favor, you just sit there, turn up that hearing aid and listen carefully as the real professionals tell you how this is going to go.
Lilith who has finally started to contain herself looks over at Bella, then up at Holly Wood.
Lilith: So our veteran bombshell and her little leech have been incessantly droning on about how Mercy is so much better than either of us. When she seems to forget that people like Bella and I are the fucking future here in Sin City Wrestling. Now normally, I'd sit here and tear both of you apart. But Bella, you have impressed me. I never expected this out of you.
She motioned to the mannequin.
Bella: Well, lately I've realized that playing up the darling of SCW only takes things so far, and Mercy rather duck us and go back to retweeting or re-x'ing...whatever the fuck it's called down...random sports than actually come out here and have a conversation? But, since our esteemed champion can't be bothered to show which just tells the world how seriously she takes not just this title defense but her championship reign altogether.
Bella motions wildly.
Bella: Hell, I even showed up here this week with my wrestling gear in my bag just in case Crystal actually felt froggy but she's hiding from me too. But after what I did to her the last time, I can't say she didn't get some sort of smarts down the road.
Bella shrugs, and looks at Lilith.
Bella: Look, I didn't intend to call for my actual rematch and have you play backseat driver for the whole match. You EARNED that shot at Summer XXXTreme and that's why I have zero issue with the match being a triple threat. My ONE goal out of all of this is that while the old maid may walk onto the Sun Princess as the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion, that she doesn't walk out. At all. She doesn't walk, she doesn't crawl and she most certainly WILL BE leaving empty handed. Mercy needs to realize that her time in SCW IS DONE after this and I don't give a shit what I have to do to get that job done.
Lilith nods looking directly at Bella.
Lilith: You were well within your rights to call for your rematch, you earned that. You have been the backbone of the Bombshell Internet Champion for as long as you held it. Hell even before that, being a champion is in your blood. I just couldn't stand around and be forgotten. What I did to you, that wasn't personal. It was just good business. But what I do to Mercy, that will be personal.
She takes a deep breath, lowering the microphone for a moment, looking around. She raises it once more and speaks again.
Lilith: That's the issue in this honestly, Crystal. We need to make sure that the little leech isn't involved. Those two believe that they have the key to keeping that title around Mercy's waist. And for what? So Crystal can turn on her when the mood strikes. The worst thing she ever did was crossing us and aligning herself with a leech that will use her for everything she's got, drain her dry and leave her with nothing.
Bella: If Crystal is smarter than she lets on, she will stay away or we'll send her ass overboard and she'll end up swimming home. But Lil, I have to say this, Mercy laid it out, if I lose...I don't get another shot at the Internet Championship. And you know what? That's fine by me. I don't need that title to be relevant and I've proven that and I do believe I can go even further but no matter what...
Bella points to the mannequin
Bella: That bitch doesn't leave with the title I worked so hard for. Are we good?
Lilith stands up, closing the distance between them and offers her hand.
Lilith: We're square. She doesn't leave with that title.
Bella smirks.
Bella: We take her out and then it's either you or I. And then let the best woman win.
Bella sticks out her hand for Lilith to shake, which Lilith takes and then when she pulls her hand away she looks down and sees a match. Bella smirks and holds one up of her own and then pulls the box out of her coat pocket. They both strike their match and toss it onto the mannequin which immediately catches on fire and the women stand there and watch as the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion burn in effigy. The leech falls off and Lilith picks it up and tosses it in the fire and they both walk away as the ring crew quickly put out the flames.
Simone: MESSAGE SENT!
Adams: I hope Mercedes knows that she is in real danger at Summer XXXTreme.
A video package opens on the titantron, a close-up of the eyes of Vincent Lyons Jr as we hear his voice.
Vincent: So what is The Lyons Den? What is it that Jayden Harris has found himself walking into?
A cruel laugh escapes his lips as the camera pulls back to reveal his face.
Vincent: The Lyons Den is a war, a war only for the strongest of wills. A match with the only way to win is by knockout, submission or referee decision.
A smirk appears across his face.
Vincent: But wait there's more!
The laugh escapes his lip again.
Vincent: To make sure you don't try to scamper away from your fate, there will be SCW talent serving as "Lions" around the ring and they will make sure to restore order and make sure everyone stays where they're supposed to. Don't think any fancy moves will save you either because we're removing the ropes from the ring. No ropes just fists and bad attitudes. This is a fight with no escape through and through, I fight you won't be able to escape from. The ultimate battle Jayden, the only battle worth winning, and the one you will ultimately lose.
There's a short pause.
Vincent: Jayden Harris…….BE PREPARED.
And then everything cut to black.
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and our next match! At Summer XXXTreme Kayla Richards and Mercedes Vargas will defend the World Bombshell and Internet Championships respectively against Frankie Holiday and Bella Madison and Lillith Locke but tonight? They go head to head in a Clash of Champions Match!
Adams: This is actually the fourth time Kayla and Mercedes have faced off since Kayla made her SCW debut back in 2022, first two times were when Kayla held the Bombshell Internet Championship and the third time was a non-title match during Kayla's first reign at the top, Kayla came out on top in those three encounters but with Mercedes's resurgence as of late? Who knows how this will go!
Simone: One way to find out! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a non-title Clash of the Champions Match!
"I will kill your dreams."
Justin: Introducing first, from Norwich, East Anglia, England she is the reigning World Bombshell Champion "The Dream Killer" Kayla Richards!
The voice of Kayla Richards gives way to the opening guitar riff of Bad Omens "Like a Villian" The lights flash from being on and bright to dark and switching between a dark purple and red. Kayla Richards steps out onto the stage in her gear, a black leather jacket over it, her long hair flowing down as she makes her way to the ring, she runs and slides up and across the apron on one knee before getting into the ring and putting both her hands in the air, one crossed over the other to make a "K" with her fingers before they turn into a double bird and move down to a fingergun pose pointed at the crowd.
Simone: Kayla was last in action in a Tag Team Match with Frankie Holiday against Diamond Caldwell and Seleana Zdunich, Kayla scored the win in that match with a pin on Seleana but you know Frankie's watching this closely!
Adams: So are Mercedes's challengers for that matter!
Justin: And her opponent!
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Justin Decent: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, she is the reigning Bombshell Internet Champion MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes.
Simone: Many had written Mercedes off as a spent force but then she scored that shock win over Cassie Wolfe in the Viking Era Tour and went on to dethrone Bella Madison at Into the Void!
Adams: Since then? She's been aligned with Crystal Zdunich and tried to get a match between Crystal and Bella booked for this week's show, needless to say? The bosses weren't having it!
Drew goes over the rules with both champions before taking their titles from them and calling for the bell.
Simone: Lot's of history in this match and not because Mercedes is our most tenured Bombshell.
Adams: This is gonna be good!
As soon as the bell rings Kayla gets in Mercedes's face and starts talking trash (though the specific trash talk isn't picked up by the cameras), Mercedes's response? Slap the taste right out of Kayla's mouth before unloading with forearms to the face and chest of the World Bombshell Champion! Kayla starts to fight back after a few seconds and the two women start brawling in the middle of the ring.
Simone: And we're off to an explosive start already!
Adams: Mercedes showed that she wasn't backing down from Kayla but Kayla came back with force!
The brawl takes both women to the ring ropes and Kayla goes to clothesline Mercedes to the outside but Mercedes counters it with a Backdrop to the outside of the ring! Kayla gets back to her feet but barely gets a second to act frustrated before Mercedes launches herself over the top rope and nails the World Bombshell Champion with a Suicide Dive! Mercedes rolls Kayla back into the ring where she goes for the first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla kicks out!
Simone: Just remember: Mercedes was one of our oldest Bombshells when she first signed with SCW and that was a decade ago!
Adams: And she can still go as Kayla just found out!
Mercedes tries to press that advantage by going for a Single Leg Boston Crab but Kayla isn't having any of it, kicking away at the Argentinian Bombshells face and chest with her free leg as Mercedes tries to get the hold locked in, Kayla succeeds in her efforts and sends Mercedes stumbling back into the corner while Kayla gets back to her feet before charging in with a rising knee lift to Mercedes's chin before turning her around and sending Mercedes into the turnbuckle face first with a Reverse STO! Kayla drags Mercedes out of the corner for a pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: And a strong kickout from Mercedes.
Adams: She's clearly motivated to stop being the butt of the division's jokes as Kayla is finding out!
Kayla shakes her head before trying to take a page out of Mercedes's playbook with a Single Leg Boston Crab attempt of her own but Mercedes scrambles to the ring ropes to stop Kayla's attempts and Drew forces Kayla to back off as soon as Mercedes is in the ring ropes, Mercedes uses the ring ropes to pull herself up and as soon as Drew is out of harms' way Mercedes nails Kayla with a discuss lariat! Mercedes goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla JUST kicks out!
Simone: Mercedes nearly had Kayla there!
Adams: And the champ wouldn't have been happy!
Mercedes starts arguing with Drew in a mixture of Spanish and English but Kayla uses the distraction to roll out of the ring and grab both hers and Mercedes's title from the timekeeper's table! Kayla slides the Internet title back into the ring first in full view of Drew who quickly grabs it as Kayla rolls into the ring with her title, Mercedes charges in expecting an attack but Kayla tosses the title into Mercedes's hands before dropping too the mat.
Simone: What is Kayla doing?!
Adams: Trying to pull the wool over Drew and Mercedes's eyes from the look of things!
Drew returns to the ring and sees Mercedes with the title in her hands and Kayla on her back and Mercedes quickly realizes what Kayla's up too and tries to tell Drew that it's a trick by Kayla! Whether or not Drew believes Mercedes isn't clear at first but Kayla is getting cocky, mockingly waving at Mercedes while she's laying down! And it almost works until Drew catches Kayla in the act of waving.
Simone: Uh oh, Kayla got caught!
Adams: And Mercedes isn't having it!
Kayla quickly gets to her feet and Mercedes, apparently forgetting that this isn't a No DQ Match, tries to clonk Kayla in the head with the title, Kayla ducks and hits Mercedes with a Shotgun Dropkick that sends the World Bombshell Championship flying, Drew goes to return the title to the timekeeper's desk but Mercedes leaves the ring, grabs a chair from under the ring and returns to the ring!
Simone: Mercedes has better hope that Drew doesn't turn around!
Adams: Or that Kayla doesn't duck!
Drew is still distracted and Mercedes swings with the chair, but Kayla ducks and the chair bounces off the top rope and into Mercedes's face! Somehow Mercedes keeps a hold of the chair as she turns out but Kayla proceeds to drive it into Mercedes's face with the Dreamkiller!
Simone: And there's Kayla the chair assisted Dreamkiller!
Adams: Mercedes is out! Stick a fork in her, she's done!
Kayla, realizing how it looks, gets rid of the chair and goes for the pin as Drew returns to the ring!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here's your winner, the World Bombshell Champion KAYLA RICHARDS!
Simone: Kayla gets the win heading into Summer XXXTreme, Frankie had better been taking notes!
Adams: And I bet Bella and Lilith loved that!
Kayla celebrates her win with her title while Drew checks on Mercedes.
Vincent Lyons Jr v Jayden Harris
"Hope Castrated" by Cage Fight hits the speakers and as soon as the opening scream is heard Logan emerges from the back, Brooke follows him out and has her back to the crowd while she does some sensual poses and her boyfriend glares at the ring, Logan is carrying a small bag in his hand and right behind the duo is Marissa Shields.
Simone: Logan's always been unhinged but since Guy with a Cape stole the Roulette Title from him in a cowardly way several weeks ago? He's only gotten worse!
Adams: I'm just wondering what's in that bag.
As soon as Logan's name is called the two start making their way to the ring, Logan gets a running start before hopping on the apron and holding the middle rope down for Brooke as she enters the ring before he follows her in, they meet in the middle of the ring and while Logan remains standing Brooke drops to one knee and stretches her arms out with her head bowed, Marissa joins them and Logan snatches a mic from a stage hand.
Logan: Thieves deserve nothing but the noose, and yet the bosses are too spineless to strip Guy off the title that doesn't belong to him and return it to me?!
Logan seethes as he paces around the ring.
Logan: And they dare to call us hypocrites for wanting accountability? Why? Just because Brooke has helped me win a couple of my matches? Where's the same energy for that joke of an Internet Champion Kevin Carter whenever Lilith Locke proves that the old fool can't do a thing on his own?! And once again, I'm the hypocrite here!
Brooke takes a mic from another stage hand.
Brooke: We've been told that Logan is scheduled to wrestle at the Summer XXXTreme Cruise and don't worry boys, I'm packing my best bikinis for the trip! But frankly? We don't care what that match is! Logan's Summer XXXTreme debut should have been him defending the Roulette Title against whichever idiot the bosses threw our way but because Guy with a Cape scored two fluke wins we're out of contention and he's defending the title against a fucking manager who's only around because Bobbie Dahl got knocked up?!
Brooke scoffs.
Brooke: PUH-LEASE spare me any of your pathetic ass excuses! Logan would've been a far superior Roulette Champion that that one note clown with a speech impediment that's running around with Logan's title and they won't even listen to us! We are the future, morons like Guy with a Cape belong buried in the past and we will be vindicated!
The crowd boos as Brooke smirks, the stunning red head flips some hair over her shoulders.
Brooke: Booing the truth because you don't like the mouth it's coming out of? Typical.
Logan: And as for you J2H? I saw your message last week, what I did to those fools was a warning and a message to everyone else who dares get in my path! The poor fool they have sacrificed as my opponent on the high seas will suffer greatly for this injustice and I hope that J2H will be watching.
Marissa shakes her head in the background, clearly getting flustered at the mention of J2H.
Logan: One last thing, this past Friday was the 4th of July, a day where you Americans celebrate your independence from kings yet you don't bat an eye at Guy running around calling himself King Guy.
Logan reaches into the bag revealing a doll's head clearly done up to resemble Guy's head as he holds it to the camera,
Logan: The king is dead, LONG LIVE THE KING!
Logan throws the doll head down and leaves with Brooke, Marissa picks up the dolls head and follows her sister and her sister's boyfriend up the ramp.
The time had finally come. The main event was upon them all. With the anticipation being felt from those fans in attendance. That's when the pening beats to "Eye of The Tiger" begin to play throughout the arena. The fans in attendance cheer and start "drumming" along, as the music plays for several moments. A fog machine fills the backstage entrance up with fog and moments later, Artie bursts through the curtain joined by Bobbie Dahl, to a round of cheers!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Contested on your traditional tag team rules. Introducing first at this time. Coming from Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighing in at one hundred and fifty pounds... ARTIE!
Artie punches at the air, pumping himself up for the fight ahead as Bobbie stands at his side, smiling proudly but with a hint of nervousness. After a few moments, they make their way to the ring. Artie high fives the fans along the way, doing his best not to show his inexperience. Bobbie follows behind him and stays on the outside of the ring as he enters and skips to the center of the ring jumping up and down and continuing to punch at the air.
Artie found himself soon backing into his corner. Awaiting the arrival of his tag team partner for the evening. 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: Now introducing his tag team partner. From Seattle, Washington. Weighing in at one hundred and seventy six pounds. '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, awaiting his opponent's introduction.
Simone: This is quite the pairing when it comes to a team wouldn't you say so, Jason?
Adams: I know a lot of people are going to question Artie's experience and if that's going to be a downfall for their team. I however fear where Artie lacks. Carter is going to make up for it.
Simone: These two have been put through the ringer the last few weeks with the men they are facing tonight. Their friendship bond might be the deciding factor in all of this.
All eyes were on the ring waiting for the next scheduled contest of the night. When all of the sudden a very-very familiar theme song took over the speaker system. Not familiar music it was for a known wrestler but familiar because it was a natural treasure to some. "I'll Be There For You" by the Rembrandts was playing loudly. It wasn't but the first part of the course before the entire venue of fans was singing along. Not but a few seconds later the painted mystery man known as GUY came stepping out before the crowd. His all black and red cape secured tightly around his neck and shoulders. That wide smirk spread over those painted black lips.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen... now introducing their opponents. Up first. Making his way to the ring at this time. A founding member of the Foot Clan. Firm believer of Nipple Twists and Dick Kicks. Coming all the way from the Sewers of New York. By the way of Angel Grove, California. Weighing in at two donuts shy of two hundred pounds. He is the reigning SCW Roulette Champion. The Mysterious, The Lovable, the GUY WITH CAPE!
As soon as his name was announced. Guy threw both of his arms into the air in celebration shouting out at the top of his lungs: "Huzzah!" Of course seeing the man in the flesh only added to the excitement from the fans in attendance. The theme song was just a bonus at this point. By that point Guy had pulled himself up on the ring apron and found himself attempting to get to the ring. Tripping on his cape in the process and doing a faceplant in the ring. Causing the crowd to gasp briefly until they all watched him kip up back to his feet with that grin still on his lips. He stepped into his corner and leaned down waiting for the arrival of his tag partner.
As Guy stood across the ring in his corner. He made mocking faces over at Artie and Carter, as if it was some kind of intimidation factor. That's when the lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar riff. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.
Justin: His tag team partner. From Beverly Hills, California. Weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds and being Accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. 'The Living Legend, J2H!
Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and knee pads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and into the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H looks to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns to his opponent, looking him up and down before the match starts.
Adams: This is a pairing that doesn't make sense. In what universe do we see Guy and J2H having something in common?!
Simone: Clearly, this one Jason. It's a bit different for sure. But being different isn't a bad thing. In fact it can be a very good thing.
Adams: I don't care how much you sing Guy's praises. J2H was handed the short straw tonight and I think it won't take very long at all to show that.
DING DING DING!
It became clear the match was going to start off with Guy and Carter. Both men sizing each other up a little bit. Slowly approaching one another in the middle of the ring. Guy held up his hand high into the air. Encouraging Carter to do the same. The whole 'test of strength' being put on display. Carter was a little reserved about it, but still found himself engaging. Lifting his hand up and locking knuckles with the Roulette Champion. Guy started to lift his other hand up. Carter did the same, but before they could lock their other hand. It was Guy that jabbed his finger right into the eye of the World Champion.
Simone: Oh come on Guy... You're better than that.
Adams: And that's where you are wrong. He is not better than that. He has proven it week after week. It's time that you finally see him for what he is!
Simone: I refuse to see him as the bad person you think he is Jason. He's a little misguided at times, sure, but it doesn't make him a bad person!
Adams: You're one of the reasons why Guy keeps being the way he is. He thinks he can fool everyone into believing he's this amazing person when he's not! Way to go Belinda!
Back inside the ring Guy had grabbed a hold of Carter's head and put him in a side headlock. Boasting about having control of the World Champion. Control that wasn't going to last very long. Thanks to Carter wrapping his arms around the waist of Guy. He backed up against the ropes and shot him off. Guy hit the ropes and came back. All for Carter to level him with a shoulder block. Taking the Roulette Champion off his feet. Carter took one look at where he was and then turned to run towards the ropes.
He hit them with force. Coming right off of them as he did Guy rolled over and tried to cut Carter off mid-stride. Showing the quickness he had, Carter leaped right over the Roulette Champion and went to the other side of the ring. He hit the ropes and came right back. This time Guy was on his feet as he attempted a Hip Tos-No! Carter blocked the move and proceeded to switch. Turning things around as he took Guy over with a Hip Toss of his own. Slamming the Roulette Champion into the mat with all he had. Before dropping down and making the pin attempt.
ONE...
GUY KICKS OUT RIGHT AWAY!
Jasmine held up a one count on her finger. Not that it seemed to bother Carter by any means. He just hooked his arms around the head of Guy and proceeded to pull the mat up to his feet. Then gripped a hold of his wrist and shot Guy directly into the corner where Artie stood. Carter backed himself up for a brief moment.
Adams: Our World Champion is laying a much needed whooping on Guy!
Simone: Much needed? I don't think it's needed, but this is the nature of the business!
Eyeing up where he had Guy, before sprinting towards him, and launching himself into a Handspring coming in for a Clothesli-No! The very last second possible Guy moved out of the way. Carter hit his chest first into it and rebounding backwards. Right into Guy who clamped down with both hands on the nipples of Carter. Giving them a firm twist. Carter was screaming out loud as he ran in place. All thanks to the pain that was being inflicted on such a sensitive area. Guy proceeded to then yank down with all his might. Releasing his nipples as he did.
Forcing Carter to fall forward and meet Guy's knee as he brought it up right into the bridge of the World Champion's nose. Carter went flying backwards and fell into the corner. As he did so his arm collided with Artie. Something Jasmine took notice off and officially called it a tag. Guy smirked from ear to ear as he motioned for the man to get in the ring. Artie not wanting to feel intimidated he did just that. Hopped into the ring. Problem was he tried to go for an attack right away. All of which was scouted when Guy took the man down by surprise with a Japanese Arm Drag.
Artie went flying across the ring and hit with a splat, but somehow still managed to get back to his feet. Turning right back around into another Japanese Arm Drag that sent him across the ring back to the other side. Guy was feeling himself as he kipped right back up to his feet. As a man that was proud of the confidence and experience he had. About that time in a dazed state Artie got right back up, but wasn't on his feet for long. Before an Enzuigiri caught him in the back of the head. Flattening him to the mat with Guy going for the cover.
ONE...
Simone: Artie was not prepared for this match.
TWO...
Adams: Wasn't prepared? Or was pretty much ambushed the moment he stepped into the ring? Those are two different things Belinda.
ARTIE KICKS OUT WITH SOME FORCE!
Simone: If Artie is going to challenge Guy for the Roulette Championship. He needs to be prepared for anything and everything. The moment he stepped through those ropes. He was fair game.
Adams: Once again not looking at the bigger picture.
Back inside the ring Guy had grabbed a handful of Artie's hair and pulled them man up to his feet. Long enough to drag him to his corner. It was there he tossed him in it and then made a tag to J2H. Right away J2H hopped through the ropes and began to light Artie up. A mixture of chops to the chest and strikes to the jaw. Guy stepped out of the ring as Jasmine asserted herself telling J2H to take it out of the corner, but it was falling on deaf ears. He continued to unload with a couple more strikes. Before gripping the head of Artie and pulling him out of the corner to connect with a Standing Swinging Neckbreaker right in the middle of the ring. Right away J2H made the cover.
ONE...
TWO...
ARTIE KICKS OUT AGAIN!
J2H's eyes were becoming more and more narrow. Finding himself really getting annoyed by Artie's ability to keep fighting. He let his hands grip the hair of Artie and pulled the man to his feet. Right then J2H sized Artie up and landed a stiff shot to the jaw with his forearm. It sure enough made the man stumble backwards a little bit. J2H took a step back and proceeded to aim for the Buzzsaw Ki-No! As soon as that foot came off the ground and went for the man's head. Artie ducked under it causing J2H to miss in a big way. The Hall of Famer didn't get a chance to turn around. Artie hooked him from behind. Lifting him straight up to land a Half Nelson Suplex. Spiking J2H onto his neck as he folded up on himself. Artie scrambled to make the cover for quite possibly the biggest win of his career.
ONE...
TWO...
J2H KICKS OUT WITH FORCE!
Simone: Wow! That was close.
Adams: It sure was, Belinda. We just know how J2H is. It's going to take everything you have and then some to put the man away for good.
Simone: It sure is, but the constant improvement in Artie is seen week to week. This isn't the first time he has been close to defeating J2H.
Inside the ring Artie knew what he needed to do. He grabbed a hold of the arm of the fallen J2H and started to drag him towards his corner. Reaching out to make a tag to Carter. As soon as the tag was Carter made his way to the top rope there in the corner he stood in. Climbing as quick as he could. Wasting no time when he stood up to leap off and come crashing down with a Diving Senton Splash across the chest of the Hall of Famer.
J2H rolled over gasping thanks to another man's entire weight crushing his sternum. Within seconds Carter was right back up to his feet as he grabbed a hold of the legs of J2H and put the man right back on his back. Long enough for him to hook his legs and knees into a tied up position. Only to flip J2H over onto his stomach and step over himself. Leaning back and putting pressure onto the Hall of Famer's lower back. Tightly, Carter made sure the pressure was on with the Texas Cloverleaf.
Jasmine was right there to check on J2H. To see if the man was willing to tap out, but despite the clear amount of pain he was in. J2H shook his head. His knuckles pressured into the mat as he tried to lift himself up to reduce the pressure, but it was not working as he had pleased. Especially when Carter yanked back on the man's legs and proceeded to practically sit down on his opponent's back. Keeping that submission applied.
Adams: Is he going to tap?! Is he going to tap right here?!
Simone: It isn't often throughout this man's career we have seen him tap out to a submission. As much as people do not like him. He's tough as nails.
Adams: He is. There's no denying that, but how much more can one person take?! Carter has that thing locked in deep!
Simone: That's how bad Carter wants this. He wants to send a huge message going into Summer XXXtreme. He's tired of people doubting him.
Adams: Well, forcing his challenger to tap out two weeks before their match is a good way to make said statement!
In a last ditch effort J2H planted hands against the mat and lifted up with force. It was just enough to catch Carter off guard and throw him off balance to break the submission hold. Acting quickly with his feet free'd for the moment. J2H lifted one of his legs up and planted his boot right into the back of Carter's head. Keeping the man dazed for the time being. Rolling to his feet J2H could be seen limping just a little bit. He turned around to grab Carter who was trying to get up. Landing a knee right into the man's gut to keep him doubled over.
For a second he just eyeballed Carter. Almost like he knew what he needed to do, which is when he turned towards the ropes and sprinted right towards them. He hit them with every bit of force and strength he had in his body. Coming right back to the double over Carter for a Flipping Piledriv-Noooo! Carter managed to stand straight up just as J2H was trying to rotate over him. Hooking the back of his thighs when he did so and then flung J2H backwards for an Alabama Slam smack dab in the middle of the ring. J2H could be seen clutching the back of his head in pain where it had connected with the mat.
Carter saw the position that J2H was in. this couldn't have been anymore perfect. Turning himself around and charging towards the nearest corner. Everyone knew what was coming as they watched Carter briefly step out onto the ring apron to start climbing the top rope.
Simone: I think Carter is thinking Fruit Fly right here! There's no other option right?!
J2H was still holding his head. It had to be throbbing from the force that Carter slammed him down with. Battling up to his feet a little bit at a time. Having no idea that Carter had made it to the top rope there in the corner. He was perched up just waiting patiently. Finally, J2H could be seen standing all the way up. Letting go of the back of his head and turning around. That was Carter's moment as he launched himself into the air and caught J2H's head driving it down onto his shoulders.
Adams: Yeeeeeeeesssss! The Fruit Fly! Carter just laid out J2H! This is game over!
From the way his jaw connected with Carter's shoulder. It resulted in J2H flying backwards and landing on his back folded up over himself. He was out of it. Carter started to scoot himself over to make the crawl. He was just about to do so when Guy LEAPED onto Carter and landed an elbow to the back of the head. Carter flattened against the mat. Guy started to mount a hold of Carter and unleash a serious of punches to the back of the head. The crowd was coming alive right then and there.
Not because of Guy's actions but because they watched Artie dive right into the ring himself. Jumping on top of the Roulette Champion to land his own strikes. Jasmine finding herself trying to get the match back under control. Screaming at Guy and Artie who were back to their feet. Brawling with one another. Punches being thrown amongst them. Carter was trying to get to his feet after seeing the brawl breaking out. Getting up to one knee but as soon as he did. J2H blindsided him with a running knee to the side of the head. Putting him back down.
Adams: This match is breaking down!
Simone: Can we say that we are surprised?! Tensions were high among them all heading into this match!
Adams: Egos are running wild right here, right now. Jasmine has got to get this thing under control.
Simone: She's only one official! That's a lot easier said than done.
J2H was on his feet as he was stomping away on the grounded Carter to keep him down. Guy had Artie backed into the corner. Unloading on him with a series of punches. That was until Artie grabbed the man by the head and flipped him around. Trapping him in the corner to do the same. Jasmine was looking at the brawl that had broken out. Realizing there wasn't much that could be done as she started motioning towards the time keeper.
DING DING DING!
The crowd was so wrapped up in the action. That they didn't notice the bell ringing. Neither did anyone inside the ring. Briefly Jasmine could be seen leaning through the ropes talking to Justin with the chaos taking place behind her. Whispering something in his ear. Seconds later Justin stepped back and put the microphone to his lips to address the crowd.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen. Our senior official just informed me. She is declaring this match a double disqualification!
Again, the announcement didn't seem to have an effect on anyone at all. Carter could be seen catching one of J2H's feet that were stomping down on him. Pulling it out from under him and putting him down on the mat. Right away the World Champion leaped on top of him to land a series of punches. Across the ring Artie grabbed a hold of Guy by his hair and tossed him through the ropes. Thankfully for Guy he was able to land on his feet. All for a few seconds before Artie came diving over the top rope with a PLANCHA taking the Roulette Champion off his feet and to the unforgiving floor. The crowd let out a massive cheer over the move. Artie staying on Guy mounting him for punches.
Simone: Nothing is going to stop them. Nothing at all.
Adams: These four men may brawl all the way to that Cruiseship!
Carter and J2H were back to their feet in the ring. Trading rights and lefts with one another. Neither of them had the upper hand. Until J2H head butted Carter and sent him reeling backwards. This frustrated the World Champion as he let out a yell and then charged forward. He went for a clothesline, but at the last second J2H was able to duck under it. Carter turned around confused but that was the fatal mistake. J2H catches him by surprise with "KISS THIS" driving the soul of his boot right into Carter's jaw putting him onto his back in the ring. J2H leaping right on top of him to continue the brawl. Landing stiff shots to the head. The cameras found themselves cutting to a wide shot of all four men just going at it. This turned out to be the last image scene with Climax Control fading to black.