The sun is setting over the sea aboard the Royal Monarch, giving everyone the unique experience of this, the first-ever wrestling program hosted on a luxury ocean cruise liner. A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage, clad in a sexy sailor's uniform complete with white lycra shirt, matching pants with gold stripe down the side, black neck tie and a sailor hat with gold anchor detail on the front. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.

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

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

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

Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Santa Cruz Fairgrounds, in Santa Cruz, California, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling and "Climax Control"!

The crowd cheers!

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

The crowd on the boat's decks on each level, around the ring, as well as watching in the comforts of their home, the theater and dining hall, applauds and cheers as Amanda steps out onto the stage, dressed in a comical nautical outfit. She salutes, 'bonking' her forehead with the microphone, and the performance begins!

Amanda: Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
Friggin' in the riggin'
There's fuck-all else to do.

The captain of the lugger
Was known as a filthy bugger,
Declared unfit to shovel shit
From one pile to another.

The first mate's name was Morgan,
By God, he was a gorgon.
Ten times a day he'd stop to play
Upon the captain's organ.

The second mate was Hooper,
By God, he was a trooper.
He jerked and jerked until he worked
Himself into a stupor.

The bosun's name was Andy,
By God, he had a dandy.
We crushed his cock upon a rock
For cumming in the brandy.

The ship's dog's name was Rover,
We turned the poor thing over,
And ground and ground that faithful hound
From Tenerife to Dover.

While sailing on the ocean,
We often had the notion,
In cold and heat, to beat the meat
With a peculiar motion.

Becalmed in the Sargasso,
To make the doldrums pass-o,
We launched a spree of buggery
Upon each other's ass-o.

And when we reached our station
Through skillful navigation,
Our ship was sunk in a wave of spunk
From too much masturbation.

The crowd cheers and laughs as Amanda takes a bow and prances back up the stage and disappears behind the curtains.

Simone: Hello and welcome to....

Before Belinda can continue "Midnight Tornado" by Skid Row kicks in.

Adams: Ummmmm

The smoke starts to clear and Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen standing on the top of the stage next to Christian Underwood. The duo walk towards the ring, talking as they go. They slowly walks down the ramp, stopping every few feet to pose for the fans in attendance. Hot Stuff walks up to the ropes and jumps over them, whilst Christian climbs the steps and enters the ring. Justin hands both Christian and Hot Stuff a mic each as the music fades out

Christian: Before we start this, let's get everyone out here.

Simone: What?

Everyone looks towards the entrance ramp as the locker room empties out, every SCW superstar and Bombshell walk down the ramp, surrounding the ring and leading up part of the entrance ramp. Christian raises the microphone to his lips.

Christian: When Mark and I opened SCW, we didn't know how this would work, if it would last, if I'd end up broke and pimping Mark out.

Hot Stuff fires a look at Christian

Christian: But here we are months down the line, one of the best independant federations in America and we just keep growing.

Hot Stuff raises the mic to his lips

HS: We've had a lot of high moments so far in SCW, but on the third of August, we hit the highest of the high so far.

The fans cheer loudly.

HS: The face of the NWA changed for the better when a new world champion was crowned. As much as this is gonna pain me to say this. Welcome to the ring..... the NEW NWA world champion....Spike Staggs!

The fans stand up from their seats as the SCW locker room roars in approval. At the helm of the ramp, Vixen, Odette Ryder, and Casey Williams clap and get the crowd going even more. That’s when the lights go out. “Ready Or Not (I’m Coming)” by Oomph plays, and the cheers only get louder. A spotlight appears on the stage, and after a moment, Spike Staggs shoves his way through the curtains. He has the NWA belt around his waist, but once he hits the edge of the stage, he unclasps it and raises it up high into the air with a primal roar. He lowers it to his shoulder, ripping his sunglasses off of his face, and tosses them into the crowd. First, he makes his way up to Vixen, giving her a hug, then Odette, and then he joyfully jumps into Casey’s arms, eliciting laughter from the crowd.

Simone: Spike Staggs has always been one for the theatrics.

Adams: He deserves it more tonight than any other night. He and Jack Kraven bloodied each other all to hell, and here he stands as the champ.

Spike works his way down the aisle, slapping hands on all sides, and then he works his way down the right. He stops in front of his brothers, giving them massive hugs before shaking hands with Aleksei Koji, then to Jordan Williams, even Nick Jones. He shakes hands with Sean Williams and Brooklyn Carter, before moving on to Wyatt Peterson. He works his way over toward the Seven Deadly Sins, shaking hands with Gabriel, Shane, Rage, Synn, Despayre, Fantasia, and then he goes for Kittie, but she jumps into his arms instead, planting a big kiss on his cheek. He gives Brandi Shotze a hug next, and then he goes for a hug from Cookie, who takes a moment to savor it by grabbing a handful of his backside. He slaps a few hands, as he goes back around the ring, ending with Jessie Salco. He reaches James Huntington-Hawkes III, and extends his hand. When the youngster reaches out, Spike pulls away and slicks back his hair. Spike pulls a microphone from his jacket as James begins throwing a fit.

Spike: Would you guys put this kid on TV already? I wasn’t even forced to plug #PutHawkesOnTV this time…

The fans cheer as Spike walks over to the barricade, where his son, Timmy, and his daughter, Eden, are standing up cheering. He gives them both hugs, ruffling their hair before moving forward to the ring steps. Standing there is a man in his mid-fourties, dark blonde hair, and baring a very familial resemblance. Spike stares at the man for a moment, before giving his uncle the biggest hug. Erik Staggs pays his respects, and gives his nephew a pep talk before Spike marches up the steps and into the ring. He shakes hands with Christian, talking briefly with him before moving over to Mark. They exchange an intense stare before Hot Stuff extends his hand. Spike shakes it and then he takes center stage. The lights come back on and the music fades. He tilts his head back and raises the microphone above his mouth

Spike: I’M KING OF THE WOOOOOOOOOOOORLD!!!

The fans cheer loudly as Spike paces.

Spike: Thank you, everyone, for being out here tonight. Everyone out here has played a part in my winning the NWA World Heavyweight Championship. Some of you inspired me to be my best. Some of you pissed me off by mocking my return to the world of wresting. Some of you picked me up from off of the floor when I had been beat down by life… Regardless, each and every person out here has made this happen. And so it is my honor to dedicate this reign to all of you!

Spike stops pacing as the locker room applauds. He looks around with a smile on his face.

Spike: I would also like to take a moment to dedicate this to someone very near and dear to me. I know he is watching from up above, and he is having a few beers with us right now in celebration. When no one else believed in me, he did. When everyone laughed at the idea that I would one day be standing in a ring with such a prestigious belt around my waist, he encouraged me, as I did for him. Together we fought for what was right, even if it made us unpopular. So, Billy Draper… Apocalypse… This one’s for you, bud!

Spike drops the microphone to the ground and the music starts playing again. Everyone gives him one last round of applause as he circles the ring, climbing each corner to pay his respects to the fans, letting them know that they are just as big a part of the celebration as anyone.

Simone: Let's try this again. Hello and welcome to SCW Summer XXXTreme, I'm Belinda Simone

Adams: I'm Jason Adams, and we're on a cruise ship!

Simone: That's right Jason. Now before we talk about the upcoming matches, we have to tell you that Tom Dudely has missed the cruise and will not be appearing here against Wyatt Peterson.

Adams: SCW Staff are trying to contact Tom, to try and sort out his SCW future

Simone: Let's not mess with the fans Jason, we know he's running scared from Wyatt

Adams: We do?

Simone: We do. Now let's talk about what we do have on the show. Tonight we kick off with two new stars in action, as Xenos takes on Gabriel Vargas

Adams: Then we have the first of seven title matches as te Bombshell Tag Team titles are on the line as the Party Girls take on Jessie Salco and Miss Evangelista and The Freakettes

Simone: DJ Williams returns to the ring against Jamie Staggs and NWA Tag Team champions, The Logan Boys, defend against The Fallen

Adams: Next up, the very foxy Vixen, takes on the Italian tempress Bianca Solderini and the dark, but smoking hot Alexis Morrison, winner will jump in to the lead for the Bombshell Roulette champions

Simone: Speaking of which, Kittie defends that Bombshell Roulette championship against Trish Newborn, with Karina Koji as the guest referee

Adams: Goth gets his chance to push himself up the ranks, as he goes one on one with Sean Williams in a grudge match, that could get brutal.

Simone: Tag titles on the line next as The Surf Boys get a shot at Sinful Obsessions tag titles. The Surf Boys have Melody Grace in their corner for this one. Can Melody cheer the Surf Boys to victory here?

Adams: Now we get to the huge matches of the night. Our Roulette title match tonight, champion Aleksei Koji defends against Blaque Hart Bruce Evans, Casey Williams, Chett Hangman Hawkins, Lucian Frost and Matthew Kennedy. the match will be an ultimate X style match above the swimming pool, you end up in the pool, you kiss your chances of the title, goodbye

Simone: Speaking of kissing, Aussie bombshell Odette Ryder has her lips planted firmly on Gabriel on this cruise, but her focus needs to change as she attempts to take Bombshell gold against the dangerous Brooklyn Carter, and the sandwich short of a picnic nutjob, that is Carly Athens.

Adams: Main event time

Simone: Rage defends the gold once more. The hardest working champion and Carly Athens new chew toy has to defend against Lucas Darby, Nick Jones, Jordan Williams, Kain and Bo Dreamwolf

Adams: That is gonna so rock!

Simone: It will be a huge main event

Adams: Yeah, so let's get this ship rolling, it's time for Summer XXXTreme!

The lights go down at ringside as the dusky sky gives a red glow to the ringside area. “We Are Young” by Fun plays as white lights flash on the ramp. The fans go crazy as Jamie Staggs comes out in a black “Party Horde” hoodie (on sale now at the merchandise center), marching along to the music. The Party Horde fans go nuts, starting a chant as Aleksei Koji, with the SCW Roulette Championship, and Giani Di Luca, with his BACW Empire State Championship, come out in black hoodies as well, immediately following Jamie. Giani pumps his fist as Koji slaps hands with the fans. Jamie marches across the stage before hitting the ramp. He slaps a couple hands on the right before moving over to the Party Horde side, accepting a bottle from one of the ladies. He downs a good potion of it before handing the bottle back. She slaps his behind on the way, and he raises his eyebrows as if tempted, but he continues. He and Aleksei slide under the ropes as Giani climbs up them. Once in the ring, they each take a turnbuckle, switching back and forth, working the crowd before Jamie takes a microphone from Justin Decent. He doesn’t wait for the fans to die down, he just starts talking.

Jamie: Sup dorks?! I just thought I would come out here tonight before my match and give you the pre-show! See, I’m going to break it down for you… break dance style!

Jamie smirks as the fans let out a chuckle. He throws an arm out to the side, catching the wave before throwing his head to the same side. Aleksei laughs, but Giani lets out a loud “Uh oh!” as Jamie raises the microphone back to his mouth.

Jamie: I bet you didn’t think a punk rock kid had B-Boy rhythm, did ya? You see, I’m going to blow up the beat, and then I’m going to blow up the ring when I face D-Block!

Jamie looks around as the crowd starts a Jamie Staggs chant. He raises a hand to his ear, a la Hogan, until he seems satisfied with the chanting. Aleksei and Giani take opposing turnbuckles, climbing them to get the crowd more involved.

Jamie: That’s right… Now DJ... I mean sound guy… Drop me a beat!

Jamie is about to drop the microphone when he notices the distinct silence. He waits for a second, obviously ready to get his groove on, when there is a deafening roar from the P.A. system that is obviously not a “hard beat”.

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Jamie’s face twists into a mixture of disappointment and anger. He lowers the microphone to his side as he points his irritated expression toward the entrance ramp. Aleksei and Giani look at each other as they wait at the head of the ring next to Jamie. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction of confusion and excitement as Spike Staggs pushes his way through the curtains. Immediately, Vixen follows after him, followed up by Odette Ryder and Casey Williams. Spike props the NWA World Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder as New X-Tremes come down the ramp, slapping hands on their way. At this point, Jamie is throwing a baby fit in the ring, kicking at the air, and shouting at his brother who wears a smile. Spike waits at the apron as the rest of NXT comes to his side. They all look up, intent on making a statement when Spike climbs onto the apron. He removes his sunglasses so that he can exchange cold glares with his brother. They mutter words between each other when Giani comes up and gets in Spike’s face. Spike raises an eyebrow as he looks to Giani’s BACW Empire State Championship and then to his own championship and holds a hand up at Giani.

Jamie: Dude! Why do you gotta be stealing my spotlight! You selfish prick!

With this, the rest of NXT climbs onto the apron as both stables exchange words. Spike shoves Jamie backward, allowing room for him to get inside. Casey follows, as does Vixen and Odette. Spike pulls a microphone from his jacket as Jamie gets practically in Spike’s face.

Spike: Selfish? That is news to me. But I didn’t come out here to get into an argument with you. I didn’t come out here to steal your spotlight from your stupid little dance segment that seems like it was ripped right off from a certain world-wide wrestling entertainment group. They would never rip anything off from us…

Spike and Jamie both look over to the camera with a wink. The audience starts a “Chicken nuggets” chant as they slowly return their concentration back to each other. Jamie raises the microphone back to his mouth as the chant dies down.

Jamie: Is there a point to this? I mean, is there a reason you just had to come out here right this very minute?

Spike: I came out here to ask you what is on your shirt?

Jamie: Pizza sauce, but how did you know?

Spike: No… the other thing…

Spike face palms as the audience laughs. He shakes his head and then he wraps his arm around his brother’s neck, and brings him down for a noogie. He then lifts Jamie’s hoodie up to his neck as Jamie protests. He shoves Spike away and then finishes pulling off his hoodie. He tosses it to the ground as the cheers start slowly building. Jamie turns around in a 360 before pointing to the big “NXT” logo on his shirt and he catches on. Aleksei and Giani pull off their hoodies to reveal the same shirt and the audience goes insane. Spike and Jamie have a big brotherly embrace as “Smack Down” by Thousand Foot Krutch begins playing. Aleksei takes the microphone from Jamie and raises it up to his mouth for a final word as the music stops.

Aleksei: I told the world that the Horde would only get bigger. Well, we are bringing the party… to the NEW X-TREMES!!!

He drops the microphone as the two groups show a final act of unity, shaking hands and working the audience together. Aleksei strides over to Casey Williams and offers him his hand. Casey shakes his hand. The music restarts as they all exit the ring on their way to the backstage.

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Justin: Alright Sin City Fans let’s get this one started…. Introducing first weighting in at 220 pounds he is from the Bronx New York…. Gabrieeeelllll Vargaaaaaasssssss

‘Burn it down’ by Linkin Park slams over the personal address system on the cruise liner. The lighting in the room starts to throb with the beat of the music as out walks Gabriel from behind the black curtains. The 6’1 giant walks down the ramp stopping every now and then to pose with the SCW fans. Sliding into the ring underneath the bottom rope Gabriel walks to the centre of the six sided ring and throws his hands up in the air. Burn it down switches off the PA system and the lighting returns to normal as Justin’s voice takes over once again.

Justin: And his opponent from Capon Bridge West Virginia weighing in at 285 Pounds… Xeeeeennnnnoooooosssssssss

‘Remember Everything’ by five finger death punch bellows over the personal address system as a large stocky male figure is seen coming out from behind the black stage curtains. Walking out to the centre of the stage Xenos takes his time strolling down the runway showing no emotion towards the fans. Stomping up the ring steps Xenos enters the ring between the middle and top rope. Stalking around his competition as his theme drowns out and off the sound system.

Simone: Alright let’s see what these two newcomers have to offer

Adams: All I know Simone is that Xenos dude is one scary looking mother…

Simone: FAMILY SHOW!!!!

Adams: a scary looking mother family show? That make absolutely no sense at all Simone.

Ding Ding Ding

XENOS VS GABRIEL VARGAS
SINGLE MATCH

The two new comers start this match off by walking around each other in the ring. As the SCW fans are not sure what to expect from either of these competitors they start a nice ‘SCW, SCW, SCW’ chant anyways. Gabriel and Xenos stop circling each other a finally lock up with Xenos finally over powering Gabriel and pushing him into the nearest turnbuckle. Xenos plants his hand in Gabriel’s face which causes Drew to bark a warning towards the power house. Xenos drops his hands and goes to grab Gabriel by his shoulders but the quick thinking Gabriel ducks his head out between the middle and top rope.

Simone: Gabriel just out smarted Xenos

Adams: what was the question I missed it?

Simone: what are you talking about?

Adams: you said Gabriel out smarted Xenos… and I wanted to know the question… geez keep up Simmy

Backing away from the ropes and from Gabriel, Xenos walks over towards the other side of the ring shaking his head a little frustrated. Gabriel slips back into the ring and side steps his way over towards Xenos. The two big males lock up once more once again Xenos over powers Gabriel and pushes him into the ropes. Xenos goes for a massive chop by Gabriel ducks out of the way. Gabriel who is now walking away from Xenos taps his fore head signalling the crowd that he is out smarting the other new comer. Xenos charges towards Gabriel and to two lock up for the third time tonight this time Gabriel comes out on top and delivers an arm drag. Both men are quickly back up to their feet but Gabriel quickly catches Xenos in another arm drag take down. Back up to their feet again Gabriel takes charge again this time hooking Xenos’ right up for a side walk slam. Gabriel goes for a quick cover

Adams: FIRST PINFALL FOR THE NIGHT!!

Simone: Why are you yelling?

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Adams: Too early Gabriel!!!

Kick out by Xenos. Jumping quickly back up to his feet Gabriel the highflyer notices that Xenos is getting back up his as well so he runs towards the ropes. Using the ropes a springboard Gabriel connects with a flying clothesline bringing the Xenos down to the ring canvas. Gabriel doesn’t go for another cover he jumps back up his feel and taunts the crowd getting a small amount of cheers. Turning his attention back towards Xenos Gabriel helps him to his feet. Once Xenos is standing Gabriel plants him with a swift kick to the side of his midsection and delivers a deafening chop getting the crowd to bust out a ‘woooooo’. Gabriel continues his onslaught on Xenos chopping him into the turn buckles, Xenos manages to duck one chop but Gabriel stays on the attack and starts clubbing the masked man’s back. Stumbling away from the turnbuckle Xenos tries to get out Gabriel’s reach. Grabbing Xenos’ arm Gabriel Irish whips him into the ropes, rebounding off them Xenos charges straight into a flying forearm by Gabriel.

Simone: impressive move by Gabriel

Adams: What Gabriel isn’t in this match he is in the tag match later in the night!

Simone: SCW now has two Gabriel’s keep up Jason

Adams: Oh… right!

Xenos stumbles on his feet but doesn’t fall to the canvas provoking a knife edge chop by Gabriel. Xenos returns the favour and the two males go back and forward with chops sending the SCW crowd in a Ric Flair Wooo like frenzy.

Adams: Woooooo

Simone: God help me… Mark and Christian please I’m begging you look at who I put up with each and every week!

Gabriel over powers Xenos backing him up into the ropes and goes for one last chop but Xenos counters with a cheeky eye rake. Snap mare take down on Gabriel and now Xenos starts to stomp a mud hole in Gabriel’s gut. Turning his attention away from the fallen Gabriel, Xenos gives the live crowd some attitude before returning to deliver a kick to the face of Gabriel. Stepping on Gabriel’s face with his right foot Xenos’ manic laugh can be heard.

Adams: He is one creepy dude!

Falling to the mat Xenos locks Gabriel in with a headlock. Wrenching his head back Gabriel can be heard screaming Nooo at Drew when Drew asks him if he is okay. Xenos locks the modified headlock in tighter as the fans start to cheer on Gabriel and start an encouraging clap. Gabriel takes the encouragement with his stride and starts to make it back up to his feet but Xenos still has the move locked in. Once back up to his feet Gabriel sweeps Xenos’ legs out from underneath him and scoops him up for a side walk slam. Gabriel bounces back up to his feet once more and hits a standing Moonsault on the fallen Xenos hooking his leg he goes for another pin fall attempt.

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Simone: Gabriel almost got it…

Adams: Almost doesn’t win matches Simone

Simone: Seriously what is with you tonight, have you been hitting up the Rage bar tab?

Adams: Of Course!!!! Free Daiquiris for everyone

NO! Xenos kicks out with force almost throwing Gabriel off of his fallen body. Both of the competitors are back up to their feet Xenos charges towards Gabriel pushing him back into the turnbuckle once more with massive body punches. A quick snap mare take down and Xenos goes for his first pin attempt for the night.

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Adams: Kick out!!

Gabriel quickly kicks out and Xenos throws his hands down on the ring canvas a sign of frustration. Xenos gets back up dragging Gabriel back up with him, pushing him off the ring ropes Irish whipping him across the six sided ring. As Gabriel uses the ropes to rebound off of and charge towards Xenos. Xenos runs towards Gabriel as well and from the pure size of his body he knocks Gabriel down with a shoulder block take down. The high flyer is quickly back up to feet as Xenos is already charging towards him for what looks like another shoulder block take down but Gabriel out smarts him and sides down on to his back pulling down on the middle rope sending Xenos to the outside.

Simone: Gabriel has out smarted Xenos twice tonight

Adams: The big man is angry Simone you can see it on his face!

Simone: How do you know his face is covered by that mask?

Adams: So many questions Simone…

Xenos is livid on the outside and gets back up to his feet and climbs back up into the ring, while Gabriel attempts to drop kick Xenos once he is back in the ring on his feet. But Xenos is too quick and moves out of the way, Gabriel’s back hits the ring canvas. Xenos is now trash talking the fallen Gabriel and quickly heads over to climb the nearest turnbuckle. Taunting at the top Xenos takes him time waiting for Gabriel to make it back up to his feet. Gabriel slowly stumbles up to his sea legs and Xenos comes driving off the top rope with a massive clothesline hooking the let he goes for another pin fall.

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Simone: So close I really thought the match was going to finish there!

CLOSE but no cigar. Xenos slams his hands back down on top the ring canvas and gives poor Drew a piece of his mind before getting back to his feet grabbing Gabriel up at the same time Xenos signals the end is near and sets Gabriel up for his finisher. Smashing Gabriel down with his version of the impact driver – The last crusade Xenos makes a quick pin

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Adams: Good night Irene the first match for Summer XXXTreme is over!!!!

Simone: Impressive victory for Xenos

Xenos has won it and Drew calls for the bell, getting back up to his feet Drew goes to raise Xenos’ hand in victory but the confident new comer snatches his hand away and starts his own celebration.

Simone: what a disgusting display of sportsmanship

Justin: And your Winner…. Xeeeennnnnnnooooooooosssss!!!

‘Remember Everything" by Five Finger Death Punch slams over the boats personal address system and Xenos celebrates his first victory in Sin City Wrestling as we fade to the back

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The scene goes to the make shift backstage area. We see a few anonymous staff members wearing SCW t-shirts walking around, but at first glance there doesn’t appear to be anything newsworthy. That is until we hear a disturbing sound coming from somewhere off screen.

Sound: BBBBLLLLAAHHHHHH!!!!

We don’t see anyone, but it’s easy to identify what’s happening. Someone clearly didn’t find their sea legs just yet and is feeling the effects. The camera slowly starts moving over the scene, trying to identify the puking suspect. As the camera moves lower a garbage can finally comes into view. And standing next to it, with his head buried inside, is Ashton Gibbs. There is a slight shift on the cruise liner and then without warning…

Ashton Gibbs: Oh my god…..BLAH!

Ashton's back starts to violently convulse and his head goes deeper in the garbage can. After a few moments of letting it all spew out; Ashton’s head finally emerges. He comes out and his whole body basically goes limp over the can, with his head resting on the outer edge. He has a look of exhaustion on his face. After a few seconds he notices the camera standing there catching this whole act. At first he looks embarrassed, but that quickly changes to a face of anger. He lifts his head up slightly, but he is still too weak to remove rest of his body from can

Ashton Gibbs: You serious right now? You can’t give a brother a minute? Clearly I…

Apparently Ashton’s body is telling him more his coming, as he once again dips deep into the can. However he is now just dry heaving. The camera stays on this unpleasant scene for a moment. Just then the Roulette Champion, Aleksei Koji, comes walking into the scene. He approaches with his Roulette Title hanging over his right shoulder. He has a big smile on his face as he walks right up to Ashton and places his hand on his back.

Aleksei Koji: Damn…Looks like someone came to party!

Ashton quickly snaps his head around to see who is touching his back and talking to him. He flashes a brief look of disinterest for Koji being there. And without saying a word he bows back down and continues his vomiting ritual. Koji pays that face no attention and remains there with his hand on his back.

Aleksei Koji: Well easy sport. We still have a long night of partying ahead of us. Might want to pace yourself if you’re going to drink with the big boys!

That clearly wasn’t the comment that Ashton wanted to hear. As you can hear a slightly muffled sound coming from the trash can.

Ashton Gibbs: Get yo damn hand off of me!

Ashton starts to stir in the trash can. He violently shakes his back to remove the hand of Koji. Then very slowly he starts to stand up and moves away from the comforts of the can. He runs the back of his hand across his mouth, so he can be sure he doesn’t have anything on his face for the camera. He then steps right up to Koji and gets into his face…well not his face…as the vertically challenged Ashton, only comes up to chest level of the Romanian. He then starts shaking his head and arms as he starts to speak.

Ashton Gibbs: Look man…Don’t you ever put your stanky ass hands on me…I don’t need you to console me…I’m a grown ass man…I don’t need another dude rubbing my back.

Koji gets a big smirk on his face listening to how angry Ashton has become. Clearly he doesn’t feel in anyway intimidated by this little man.

Aleksei Koji: Easy…I wasn’t rubbing your back sport. I just thought I spotted a fellow partier and I’m not one to leave a man behind.

Ashton Gibbs: Well for your information…I haven’t even had a drink yet…My issues are with this damn devil boat…My ass ain’t made for the water…So why don’t you just mind yo damn business!!!

Koji still has a smirk on his face and finds it funny that Ashton is still this mad. Seeing this smile makes the vertically challenged man even angrier. He starts to poke Koji in the chest as he talks.

Ashton Gibbs: You think I’m playin’? Get lost chief!!!

Finally Koji no longer sees the humor in this situation. He clearly doesn’t like the fact of being poked by this short man. A look of anger quickly comes to his face.

Aleksei Koji: I don’t think you want to be poking me like that!

That remark from Koji must have snapped Ashton back to reality. A look of “Oh Shit” comes to his face as he realizes he went too far and he slowly lowers his fingers. He begins to back up, but Aleksi just keeps towering over him. This continues for a few moments until some help arrives for Ashton. It’s DJ Williams who comes into the scene to his rescue. DJ notices what’s happening and steps in between the two.

DJ Williams: We have a problem here!

Ashton gets pushed to the back of DJ. Now that there is a little buffer the little man has some confidence to speak again. He starts shouting out and pointing at Aleksi.

Ashton Gibbs: This dude came and put his damn hands on me!

DJ reaches his arm back to calm Ashton down, who has become all hyped up again. Aleksi stares back at Ashton for another moment, but then takes his eyes off him and stares into the face of DJ.

Aleksei Koji: I just saw your manager making love to that trash can. So I was trying to do a good thing and check on him.

DJ doesn’t even respond at first he just sits there and stares at Aleksi. He thinks about how he wants to approach this situation.

DJ Williams: Well it appears my man is fine now. So why don’t you get to steppin!

You can tell Koji doesn’t like to be talked to in this fashion. As he stares viciously back at DJ. But he remembers he has other business he must concentrate on tonight.

Aleksei Koji: Yeah…lucky for you I have a title match to prepare for…you know the JV squad stuff.. And you’re going to have all you can handle in your match with my Party Horde mate, Jamie.

DJ Williams: Ha. Yeah lucky me...Just be sure to keep yourself and the Party Horde at bay during my match…Or I might have to knock your ass out too!

Aleksei Koji: Oh…tough guy!

Koji says that mocking comment as he bumps shoulders with DJ and walks off the screen.DJ stares him down as he leaves. Then he turns to his manager and shakes his head, as he always seems to be bailing him out. Ashton just looks back at him with a guilty look. Then DJ walks off with Ashton following right behind him. The scene ends

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The scene opens up on the Deck of the Summer XXXTreme Cruise Liner where the ring is set up for the Supercard; the fans are excited for the action, the ones who aren’t sunbathing that is.

Simone: Well Jason it’s been a wild night so far so who knows what will happen next?

Adams: I just hope more Bombshells come out!

Just as Jason says that the opening riff to “Redemption” by Shadows Fall begins to blare over the speakers and Jessie Salco comes out with her two siblings behind her, it’s clear that she’s still feeling the effects of last week’s chairshot but the crowd gives the young wrestler a decent size reaction none the less, it’s clear that she isn’t competing yet due to lack of ref in the ring.

Simone: Speaking of Bombshells there’s SCW’S Metalhead Bombshell herself Jessie Salco alongside her siblings.

Adams: I’m not complaining but why is she here? It’s not time for her match.

Jessie makes her way down to the ring and slides in foregoing her usual headbanging routine for once, a fan at ringside shouts “This We'll Defend” at Jake who smirks and brofists him before entering the ring, Katie on the other hand looks like she’d rather be anywhere else right now and sits on a deckchair near the announcers table.

Jessie: It’s been a hectic couple of weeks for me, hasn’t it?

Jessie starts and the crowd gives the youngster their support, Jake sees this and tries his hand at encouraging the fans along which surprisingly works.

,b>Simone: He’s pretty adept at this for a non-wrestler.

Adams:I think it’s more to do with the fans being scared of a 6ft 10 ex-army guy with sentient dreadlocks.

Jessie smirks as she watches her brother encourage the fans before putting the mic back to her lips.

Jessie: I lost my debut match, had to do a damn drug test, got busted open trying to help a friend and now I’m facing the biggest match of my career coming up later on tonight, any other girl would’ve cracked under the pressure by now but not me, you want to know why? You, the fans made it possible.

The crowd pops huge for that statement and Jessie facepalms.

Jessie: Oh god, that was cheesier than most of Dragonforce’s discography!

The crowd laughs at that and Jake and Katie do their best to hide the fact that they are laughing too.

Simone: Is it me or is she crying?

Adams: Awww, I wanna go in there and hug her……and undress her…….and Katie’s glaring at me so I’m shutting up!

Jessie looks around for a moment, regaining her composure. She takes a deep breath and then stands tall and proud, sporting her battle wound like a badge of honor. The expression on her face changes over as she feels her phone vibrating in her pocket. She reaches down quickly, checking it and then her face twists into a bit of confusion.

Simone: Who checks their phone while giving a ring promo?

Jessie: I’ve had about enough of this! Whoever keeps sending me these damned text messages needs to woman up and come out here and face me. I might be new but I am not a coward. I won’t back down from…

”You have got a lot to learn, little Jessie Salco…”

Simone: Is that…?

Adams: I’M READY!

The booming voice that is ever so recognizable cuts out and the fans go into an uproar. Jessie looks a little confused and shocked at the male voice calling out to her. She looks around as the lights crackle and fade. The screen lights up with the red and black graffiti.

”GET READY FOR THE SMACK DOWN!”

“Smack Down” by Thousand Foot Krutch begins playing and the fans stand up from their seats to shout as Jessie simply looks shocked now. She looks out to her siblings who share her expression as Casey Williams, Odette Ryder, Vixen, Giani Di Luca, Aleksei Koji, and Jamie Staggs come from behind the curtains. After just a moment, Spike Staggs comes out with the NWA World Heavyweight Championship propped up on his shoulder and a microphone in hand. He looks out to the Party Horde section of the crowd and nods as they go crazy. He smirks and then NXT begins walking down to the ring.

Adams: The fans are being delighted as the NXT family seems to be growing, but is Jessie really ready for this?

NXT surrounds the ring and they each take a corner, climbing onto the apron of the six sided ring. Each of them bring the heat from all corners of the audience before getting inside of the ring. Jessie appears a bit apprehensive as Odette approaches her. She whispers something into Jessie’s ear and then the two hug. They nod at each other as Spike approaches her. He stares at her as the music and the audience dies down. However, an NXT chant takes over, and Spike continues to stare.

Spike: Contrary to popular belief, the New X-Tremes doesn’t allow just anyone into their ranks. We are all about the new generation of wrestling. We don’t live in the history books, because we are here to MAKE history!

Spike breaks the stare with Jessie and turns around to face the audience. His face is completely serious as he appears to look directly into the eyes of each and every fan in the crowd. He brings the microphone back to his mouth.

Spike: People in the back have made fun of our mission since the beginning. We have been at the butt end of so many unoriginal jokes. We have had members who selfishly join our ranks just to leave us high and dry when they get where they wanted to be. Those days are OVER! Mark my words. We are entering into the era of the New X-Tremes. The day my quest for this very championship started, I vowed to my pack that I would dedicate every ounce of my being to them. Over this last week, those who were patient enough to stick with us through thick and thin have been rewarded. I am talking to you, Casey and Vixen…

Spike offers them both a nod of respect, and they both clap, paying respects to Spike in return for his show of good faith. He then turns back to Jessie.

Spike: I didn’t come out here to steal your light with a long-winded speech. I came out here because I see a bright future for Jessie Salco. When I look at you, I don’t see a rookie who needs to earn respect around here. I look at you and I see… Jessie Salco… future Bombshell Champion. With the right training, your opportunities are endless. So the question is… Do you want to join the new era of the SCW… of the NWA?

Jessie, to put it simply, looks shocked that they’d even consider her for the stable, Jake gives an encouraging look whilst Katie watches on intently, and even Jessie’s family members at ringside encourage her to take the offer.

Simone: I forgot they were at ringside.

With this encouragement Jessie gains some confidence and pauses to consider her answer.

Jessie: I don’t know what to say…….wait, I do actually.

Jessie says getting some laughs out of the crowd and her siblings.

Jessie: Spike, I’m flattered that you’d even consider me for your group……so flattered in fact that there’s no way I can say no. You can consider your offer accepted.

The crowd pops loudly for the announcement and her siblings nod in approval off this. Spike raises the microphone in the air as the audience begins an NXT chant. Odette pumps her fists to it, getting the rest of the group to as well. Spike motions for Jessie to go to a turnbuckle, which she does.

Spike: There you have it, ladies and gentlemen! A new addition to the future of wrestling… NXT Member JESSIE SALCO!

”Smack Down” by Thousand Foot Krutch begins playing as the members each take a turnbuckle, riling up the crowd as much as possible. They switch them up while Jessie stays stationary, drawing in the energy. Spike points up to her and then shouts out something. The NXT members come over and Jessie turns around, doing a stage dive. Her siblings join in the ring, celebrating with them as the scene cuts out.

---

“I Play You Lose” by Grusomes Featuring Tezz, beings to play in the packed auditorium, the curtain is pulled aside and out steps Miss Evangelista. The crowd begins to boo the devious vixen as the sly smile appears on her beautiful face.

Justin: The following contest is for the Bombshell Tag Team championship. Hailing from Fort Lauderdale, Florida, weighting in at One hundred and Twenty pounds...this...is...Miss...Evangelista!

Miss Evangelista begins to walk towards the ring, the ring curtain is pulled aside as The Nightmare Child follows in close pursuit. The fans ringside hold their hands out in the hope she’ll slap them but she ignores them and heads up the steel steps.

Adams: She's hot!

Simone: She's arrogant!

The referee walks over and pushes the bottom rope down with his foot and pulls the middle rope up so she can crouches down and steps into the ring. The Nightmare Child walks around the ring and stands near the commentary table. Miss Evangelista walks over to the ropes and blows a sarcastic kiss to the crowd as the music fades away

Justin: And her partner, from Miami, Florida. Weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds, she is Jessie Salco!

The opening riff to “Redemption” by Shadows Fall hits the arena speakers and once the vocals hit Jessie makes her way out, wearing an Iron Maiden T shirt. She does some headbanging at the top of the arena stage before getting a running start and sliding into the ring, she hops onto the nearest turnbuckle and does some more headbanging before turning around and looking at her partner, throwing strong words in her direction.

Simone: No love lost between these two.

Justin: And their opponents from Venice Beach, California and San Quentin, weighing in at a combined weight of three hundred and sixty three pounds, Rochelle Rock Rose and Felony Fontana, they are The Freakettes!

The lights dim throughout the arena as the opening bass of Freestyle's "Don't stop the rock" filters in through the PA system. Rainbow colored fireworks explode in front of the stage as the curtains are abruptly parted. The first figure to enter is the scowling behemoth "Rock" Rose, who pauses at the top of the ramp, soaking herself in the pyro while flexing her bulging biceps before an awestruck crowd. She stomps forth after the brief pause followed by the decidedly more energetic blonde Felony Fontana, who bounces back and forth, bursting into short dance steps, smiling and seeming to enjoy herself. Arriving at ringside, Rose enters first and holds the ropes open for her diminutive partner who jumps through and promptly climbs to the top rope extending her arms in acknowledgement of the crowd.

Justin: And their opponents, from Lynchburg, TN and Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing in at a combined weight of three hundred and eighty five pounds, they are the reigning Bombshell Tag Team Champions, Brandi Shotze, Cookie S'Mores, The Party Girls!

"I don’t feel like waiting to get inside
When I get there I will always cut the line
Got my girls with me, the phone’s buzzing right
Everybody knows that I’m out tonight

While the bar guy mixes liquid and ice
Pulses through my body neon paradise
You don’t have to tell me, I know I’m tight
All them horny boys wanna take a ride

All the guys are looking at me
All the girls just wanna be me
No one else can be F A B
B F A B
Just like me

I’m a party girl in a party world
Move aside ‘cause you’re killing my buzz , oh
Shot, Shot, Curl
I’m a party girl
Beat, Beat, taking over the dance floor"

The techno beat of the popular dance tune "Party Girls' beats its rhythm from the sound system and the crowd cheers when the aptly named combination of the Party Girls aka Brandi Shotze and Cookie S'Mores step out atop the stage. Brandi holds up her ever-present flask and drinks deeply to the crowd's delight while her partner spreads her arms out, adorned in her hot pink feathered boa and shakes her chest at everyone. Brandi then passes the flask to Cookie who herself takes a drink while Brandi shrugs and gives her own xxx-large chest a shake much to everyone's amusement and appreciation!

Brandi lets out a yell of "Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!" and Cookie hands her back her flask and the pair proceeds down the aisle and towards the ring. Brandi bumps knuckles with several fans along the way while Cookie playfully flirts with some of the men along the way. Arriving at ringside, Brandi rolls in beneath the bottom rope while Cookie climbs up on the apron and steps halfway through the top and middle rope, shaking her big backside at the camera before stepping the rest of the way through. Cookie then walks to the center of the ring and strikes a pose as Brandi jumps to the middle of the corner and lets out another yell before she drops down and joins her partner in their corner.

VS VS JESSIE SALCO AND MISS EVANGELISTA
BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM TITLE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH

Cookie starts in the ring with Jessie Salco and Rock Rose. The other three leave the ring as the ref calls for the bell. Jessie charges at Rose, trying a clothesline, but Jessie bounces off and hits the canvas.

Adams: That's gotta be line running in to a brick wall. I walked in to one once and that hurt like hell, running in to one must hurt more.

Jessie gets back to her feet, and she charges in to Rose again, bouncing off once more. Jessie looks towards Cookie and Cookie charges in to Rock Rose, neither of them budging an inch.

Simone: Irressitable force, meet immovable object.

Cookie bounces back off the ropes and tries to shoulder block Rose, but again neither of them move again. Cookie steps backwards and runs at Rochelle Rose again. As Cookie slams in to Rose, Salco jumps up and dropkicks Rose at the same time, catching her by surprise and knocking Rose over to the floor.

Adams: In the battle of Irresistable force versus immovable object.... wait, who was who?

Cookie quickly jumps and nails a big spash on Rose, but Salco nails a low dropkick on Cookie, forcing her to roll off. Salco stamps on Cookie and pulls her to her feet, lifting the larger woman to her feet. Jessie tries to throw Cookie to the ropes, but Cookie stands her ground and throws Jessie the other direction. Jessie flies off the ropes and Cookie ducks her head. Salco jumps over Cookie with a sunset flip. Jessie struggles to pull Cookie down, but Cookie drops down on Jessie, landing hard on her chest! Cookie stays on top for the cover.

1...
2...

Rose kicks Cookie in the back, breaking the count and knocking Cookie off from Jessie. Rose pulls Salco to her feet, towering over the smaller woman and lifting her off her feet and lifting her above her head with a huge show of strength. Rose steps forward and drops Salco from her military press slam. Salco bounces off the canvas behind Rose and Rose steps towards Cookie. Cookie turns to face Rose and Rose nails Cookie with a hard shot, sending Cookie backwards, Cookie turns around, only to be met with the big boot of Rose. Cookie hits the canvas hard.

Adams: We nearly saw Cookie's head fly off.

Rose goes for the cover.

1...
2....

Cookie kicks out. Rose gets to her feet, only to be met with a high leg clothesline from Jessie Salco. Salco quickly gets to her feet as does Rock Rose. Salco moves towards Rose and ducks a clothesline. Salco takes Rose down to one knee with a chop block. Jessie grabs hold of Rose's head, and Rose stands to his feet, but Jessie spins in the air and takes Rose down with a roaring tornado DDT. Jessie scrambles on top of Rose.

1....
2...

Cookie pulls Jessie off of Rose.

Simone: Cookie with the save.

Cookie pulls Jessie to her feet and plants an elbow to the young Salco's face. Salco turns around and Cookie hooks Jessie up in a crossface chicken wing, before falling forward and planting Jessie with a facebuster. Cookie pulls herself up and bring Jessie up with her. Cookie throws Jessie in to the corner and charges in with a huge splash, shaking the ring. Jessie falls out of the corner and falls face first. Cookie walks over and tags in Brandi. Brandi steps in to the ring, but is cut off by Rock Rose stepping in front of her. Brandi looks at Rock Rose, but pushes her backwards.Rose stumbles but pushes Brandi backwards. The two stare at each other.

Adams: This is like a stand off without the cowboy hats.

Brandi slams a hard shot at Rochelle Rose, but Rose fires one back. Brandi bends down and lifts Rose off her feet, slamming hard shots to her head, Rose counters by rolling over and slams shots at Brandi. The ref watches closely and Miss Evangelista quickly runs in the ring, grabbing her partner, Jessie Salco by the ankles and pulling her towards her corner. Evangelista jumps outside the ring and leans over to tag Salco. Salco gets to her knees and Evangelista tags herself in to the match by hitting Jessie on the shoulder. Evangelista steps in the ring and raises her arms, causing boos from the fans.

Simone: Popular woman.

Evangelista poses for the fans and Brandi gets up from Rose and stomps on her chest. Brandi turns around and sees Evangelista pose. as Evangelista turns around, Brandi grabs her by the head and pulls her face in to her chest, causing cheers.

Adams: Knocker Locker!

Brandi throws Evangelista to the floor and turns around towards Rock Rose, who puts both hands around Brandi's neck and lifting her off the floor, throwing her to the canvas!

Simone: God damn! Brandi's no small woman, and Rock Rose made her look like a Barbie doll!

Rose turns around to Felony Fontana and tags her lady in to the ring. Fontana steps in the ring and moves over to Miss Evangelista, pulling her to her feet and and pulls her arm back, slamming a hand across Evangelista's chest, knocking her backwards. Miss Evangelista steps forward but Felony lifts Evangelista over her shoulders with a backbody drop. Evangelista lands hard and Fontana drops an elbow across Evangelista's chest. Fontana stands quickly, waving to the crowd and moving towards the corner. Fontana vlimbs on to the second rope and dives off with a forearm shot to Evangelista's chest. Fontana goes for the cover.

1...
2...

Evangelista quickly pushes Fontana off and Fontana gets on her feet. Evangelista returns to her feet too, but both walk in to a double clothesline from Brandi. Evangelista springs to her feet but Brandi picks her up and drops her with a spinebuster. Fontana hits Brandi in the back of the head but Brandi gets to her feet. Felony throws another punch but Brandi blocks it and pushes her across the ring. Felony scrambles to her feet and Brandi grabs hold of her hair, pulling Fontana closer and lifting her over with a snap suplex, crashing the smallest woman in SCW in to the canvas. Felony rolls away but Brandi picks her up, throwing her against the ropes. As Felony bounces back, Brandi lifts her over with a powerslam, staying on top and hooking the leg.

1..
2...

Simone: No!

Miss Evangelista breaks up the cover with a sharp elbow to the back of Brandi's head. Evangelista pulls Brandi to her feet, slamming a forearm shot to the back of the head. Evangelista grabs Brandi by the back of the head, hooking her up for a reverse DDT and swinging around with a neckbreaker. Brandi's head bounces off the canvas, but Evangelista stays on the attack, pulling Brandi back to her feet. She lifts her right leg, catching Brandi in the chest. Brandi ducks down and Evangelista lifts her left leg and catches Brandi on the chest again, quickly lifting a third knee to Brandi's chest before jumping up and catching Brandi under the chin with both knees, knocking Brandi backwards. Evangelista goes for the cover.

1...
2...

Brandi kicks out.

Adams: This match is so even, no one can call it.

Brandi moves over to reach out to tag in Cookie, but Evangelista grabs her ankle, but before Evangelista pulls her back, Felony jumps on Evangelista's back, locking her in a sleeper hold! Evangelista releases Brandi's ankle, allowing her to jump over and tag in Cookie. Cookie charges in the ring as Evangelista throws Felony over her shoulders and to the canvas. Cookie takes Evangelista down with a clothesline. Evangelista stands up and Cookie grabs Evangelista, throwing her over her head with a belly to belly suplex. Felony moves over and tags in Rock Rose.

Simone: Rose is in the ring but Cookie don't see her.

Evangelista stands up in her corner, but Jessie punches her in the face, sending her backwards.

Adams: Another long lasting tag team here.

As Evangelista stumbles backwards, Rose hooks her up with a full nelson slam, picking Evangelista up and slamming her down hard against the canvas. Rose backs up against the ropes, but Brandi charges in the ring and clothesline Rose, sending both flying over the top rope! Cookie pulls Evangelista to her feet. Cookie plants a boot to Evangelista's gut and nails her with a X factor!

Simone: SexXx Factor!

Cookie rolls Evangelista up in a schoolboy and the ref drops down to count

1
2...
3!

Justin: The winners of the match and STILL SCW Bombshell tag team champions..... THE PARTY GIRLS!

Adams: Cookie and Brandi retain the titles against a tough challenge!

Simone: I get the feeling these two will be getting Rage's bar tab higher to celebrate this win!

---

The parking area is bustling with stagehands getting things moved around as they prepare for matches and just getting things organized in general. Everyone's in their own mental space, but they all look up when they hear the roar of a pretty big engine. People stop and point as they see a large black F-350 Supercab come pulling into the arena with a pair of white wings with ice blue flames covering them painted across the hood. The flames continue on across the doors and down the body of the truck where it engulfs the words 'The Fallen' on both sides of the truck bed. The truck pulls up to a spot and the engine is gunned a few times before it's finally shut off and the Angels of the Fallen come piling out. Raynin is behind the wheel of the truck and as she jumps out she strokes the hood of the truck gently.

Raynin: "Man!! I'm so excited!! I can't believe I actually got my own truck!! This is AWESOME!! And I didn't even pay for it!! Having endorsements are so freakin' cool!!"

Darknyss nods and grins.

Darknyss "Yeah, it can be. But the hard part is the product placements. You have to say things like..."

Darknyss turns and looks at the camera with a serious look and puts on an uber professional voice.

Darknyss: "I can't believe I got such a good paintjob at such a good price! If you want a paintjob for your car, truck, or SUV as good as mine, just call Chuck at Valiant Car and Body. They're in the yellow pages, or check out the website at VailantCarandBody.com/Chuck... Again, that's VailantCarandBody.com/Chuck."

The three Angels all put their faces together and grin like pageant queens as a phone number and the website are flashed across the screen, then they do their best Vannah White impression, showing off the truck's paint job for a moment before they suddenly stop. Gothika starts to rub her cheeks as they grab their gear from the bed of the truck and start to walk off towards their dressing room.

Gothika: "Man... Smiling like that made my face hurt..."

Darknyss chuckles and shakes her head at her friend before she walks over and puts an arm around Gothika's shoulder.

Darknyss: "Well, you better get used to that grin. Becuase I know that once you have the NWA Tag Team Championship titles around your waist, you'll be smiling twice as hard."

Raynin walks over and puts her arm across Gothika's other shoulder and nods.

Raynin: "Just think about it... We'd be the first all female tag team to hold those titles... It will be totaly freakin' AWESOME!"

Gothika throws her head back and laughs before she looks between her two friends.

Gothika: "The truly freakin' awesome part is gonna be getting our hands on those two bullshit spewing brothers. I've got a rather large bone to pick with the pair of them. I'm thinking a femur will be perfect. Nobody calls me an Elvira wannabe and gets away with it."

Gothika growls then hisses and her canines slowly elongate into vicious looking fangs. She continues to growl and hiss as they keep walking.

Gothika: "Elvira isn't even a vampyre!! They could have chosen someone at least vampyric like Elizabeth Bathory or hell, even Vampirella would have worked."

Raynin chuckles and shakes her head.

Raynin: "That would require reading... Which is something I don't think these two clowns do very much of... Though with Vampirella, I'm sure they would have spent alot of time looking at the pictures if you know what I mean."

Raynin makes a fist and moves it up and down a few times and Darknyss slaps her hand playfully.

Darknyss: "Hey!! Don't forget this is still a rated PG show! We have to keep it clean for the kiddies watching! Hey kids!!! She means they'd be looking at the pictures cause they're cool and pretty."

Raynin shakes her head slowly.

Raynin: "No, I meant that they would be jack..."

Darknyss slaps a hand over Raynin's mouth.

Darknyss: "We know what you meant... But the kids don't need to know!! Look, let's get to the dressing room so we can get ready for your match."

Darknyss takes a deep breah and slowly moves her hand away from Raynin's mouth. Raynin has a sweet smile on her face and Darknyss turns around and keeps walking. Raynin brings her hand to her mouth and starts to cough. As she coughs, she blurts out,

Raynin: "King off!!"

Darknyss turns around frowns at Raynin who shrugs, trying to look innocent.

Raynin: "What? A girl can't cough these days? Come on! Let's go get ready!"

Raynin starts to walk off and Darknyss turns and looks at Gothika who is laughing so hard, she has to wipe her eyes.

Gothika: "Aahh, King off... That was awesome!! And what makes it so awesome is that it's probably true!!"

Darknyss rolls her eyes and she and Gothika follow behind Raynin towards their dressing room.

The scene opens up on the cruise, a long hall way is shown, spanning through each door, the scene shows Rage's room, one of the employees make their way down the long hall way holding a vase filled with black roses and a card, in his other hand was a bag that had a teddy bear similar to Angel and a box of chocolates. The employee heads to the door and knocks, after waiting a couple minutes, Rage opens up, title hanging from his shoulder, he stands there with a confused look on his face.

Employee: Hello, Umm.. Mr. Rage?

Rage: Yeah? What do you want?

Employee: I have some gifts for you.

Rage: From?

Employee: I don't know sir, I was just told to deliver it to you from our captain, if you may?

The employee hands Rage the gifts, with his hand still out, he stands there.

Rage: Yes?

Employee: Tip sir?

Rage: Oh yes, I'm sorry.

Rage reaches in his pocket, but pulls out nothing.

Rage: You’re tip is, next time someone asks you to deliver something, please find out where and who it’s coming from.

Rage smiles as he slams the door, he looks through the bags, looking at all the treats inside, he finally pulls the card out and reads it.

Roses are red, violets are blue, I can’t wait to see you, in the NUDE.

Signed: You’re Secret Admirer.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Let me indroduce our first competitor, making his return to the ring after a long time away. He is from Long Beach, California and weights in at 235 pounds. He is “D BLOCK” DJ WILLIAMS.

"Rack City" by Tyga begins to play over the P.A. The crowd begins to buzz and boo as they know who is about to come through the curtains. On the screen flashes the name "D-Block." The fans emotions grow even more intense at this sight. The entrance remains calm for a few more minutes, until finally D.J Williams emerges from the back. This brings most fans to their feet with more hatred towards this talented man. D.J stops at the top of the entrance with his arms crossed, and soaks up all the emotions being thrown his way. A big smile comes across his face, as he just loves and feeds off this energy. He slowly starts toward the ring. Taunting and messing with a few of the fans by the railings. He reaches the ring and climbs up to the apron. He takes a look in both directions at the fans one last time, and then he leaps the top ropes into the ring

Justin: His opponent is one of the founding members of the Party Horde. Weighing in at 245 pounds and hailing from St. Louis, Missouri. Let me introduce JAMIE STAGGS!!!

"Party Hard" by Andrew W.K. blasts through the speakers, causing the crowd to go into a frenzy. Wasting no time, Jamie shoves his way through the curtains. He raises his arms in the air, pumping up the fans before jogging sideways to the left side of the crowd. He leans back to get a shot with the fans cheering behind him, some pat him on the back. He then dashes over to the other side, slapping hands as hard as possible before jogging down the entrance ramp. He rushes up to the cameraman and purposely bangs his head against the lense before quickly working his way around the ring, playing around with the crowd. He darts up the ring steps, posing before entering the ring, and running all around the ring with airplane arms before stopping in the middle of the ring with one last pose. Then he looks at DJ, his smile fading.

Adams: What a way to start this night off! These two really don’t like each other, I bet we are in for a brutal brawl.

Simone: Did you just use an alliteration?

Adams: Nope I am clean and sober. I am saving it for the Party Horde after party.

Simone: I don’t even know where to start...oh thank the gods the fight has started.

VS
SINGLE MATCH

Jamie Staggs had quickly moved to punch DJ, ignoring his usual theatrics. He had connected, and pushed D Block back. The two men started exchanging quick blows to the body. Jamie then gets in a head butt, but DJ responds with a knee to the gut. That is followed up by a quick DDT. Jamie recovers quickly, scrambling up and spearing DJ as he gets up. Now he is pummeling Williams who was caught off guard by the onslaught. The Ref is having to break it up.

Simone: Very quick action to start things off. Jamie is showing an aggressive side here.

Adams: Yeah its almost as if Jamie might be ticked off about something...oh wait there is that whole sneak attack he suffered two weeks ago.

Jamie leaps up as the referee pulls him off DJ WIlliams. Jamie has a crazy grin on his face and gives the crowd a little bow. They start up with a Party Horde chant and he gives them a little b-boy dance show again. Until D Block knocks him off his feet with a spear of his own.

Adams: I think we are just destined to never see Jamie finish that dance.

Simone: He should be focusing on the match.

Williams is up first and is quickly pulling Jamie to his feet. He whips Jamie into a turnbuckle and charges after him with a high knee. Staggs is winded after that and staggers slightly away from the corner. DJ Williams is up the turnbuckle quick and connects with a swift drop kick. He is going for the quick pin. The crowd is screaming for Jamie to get up even before the count starts.

Simone: Not quite enough to keep Staggs down.

Adams: Yep, that guy is use to taking a beating.

Both men are getting up now but D Block is the first to strike. He hits Jamie with a solid right hook and Staggs motions for Williams to hit him again. DJ does so hitting another right hook, the Jamie connects with a hard kick to the body. He hits another before DJ can react then hits a right hook of his own. He gets behind Williams and gets him in a full nelson. This leads to a quick and painful full nelson slam. He gets a big pop for it.

Adams: You know for a goofy guy like that, the crowd really does like Jamie.

Staggs is up and trying to get DJ Williams into a sharpshooter. But D-Block muscles out of it and pushes Jamie away. Jamie just shrugs and then slips out of the ring. He heads to the nearest fan and takes their drink from them. He takes a big sip from it, patting the fan on the back.

Simone: Ummm Jamie, you have a match going on here

Jamie steps away from the fan Right then D-Block makes a running dive off the ropes and crashes into Jamie Staggs.

Adams: Crazy dive from D-Block but man did it pay off.

Simone: DJ Williams is getting up

Just then Aleksei Koji and Gianni Dilucca comes out of the crowd. They stride with purpose to the bottom of the ramp, standing outside the ring

Simone: It seems like the Party Horde wants to see this match up close.

Adams: Well yeah, they can’t have an after party if there is no match to celebrate! Duh...

Staggs is on his feet and seeing that DJ has his back turned Jamie grabs him. Then performs a belly to back suplex on Williams on the floor of the cruise ship. The crowd goes crazy.

Simone: That is not exactly concrete out there but it does hurt.

Adams: Yep and now Jamie is running into the ring to get the count out victory. Perhaps he is not as goofy as he looks.

Simone: If only the same could be said for you.

Adams: Hey I resemble that remark!

DJ Williams is back on his feet looking a little dazed and holding his head. He turns back to the ring to see that he is about to get counted out. The crowd is calling out the count as well as Jamie leads them on like some deranged conductor. DJ climbs back into the ring only to get a drop kick from Staggs for his trouble.

Simone: I think Jamie is looking to finish this one up.

Adams: Yeah D-Block is looking angry but dazed.

Jamie gets DJ to his feet and whips him into the ropes. Out of nowhere Williams leaps over Jamie when the meet in the middle of the ring. He used that momentum to shoulder block Jamie, knocking him off his feet. He quickly performs a standing moon sault on top of Staggs.

Simone: What we are seeing here is Williams athleticism. He refuses to be worn down.

D- Block is on his feet now and despite the crowds jeers it appears he is getting excited. He waits for Jamie to stand then quickly climbs to the ropes and connects with a tornado DDT. He leaps up again giving Staggs a quick kick to the body then getting Jamie to his feet.

Adams: Crap, he is signaling for his finisher.

Simone: And he connects with the One Hit Quitter!

DJ Williams goes for the pin.

Adams: D-Block victorious on his return.

Bianca walks through the hallways of the ship slowly and lost in thought. She didn't stop to look and pay attention to where she was walking, at the moment she didn't really care. Her thoughts on Giani, she breathed in heavily and ran a hand through her hair. Looking up from the floor, she noticed she was at the ship's central bar. How appropriate, she thought. Turning to walk inside she spotted Odette. She wandered over and set down in the seat next to her,

Opening up behind the scenes the cameras find The Surf Boys and Melody Grace standing around in a huddle. Their faces can’t be seen but their voices can be heard clearly as the cameraman has stumbled in on their team planning session.

Narly: Radical idea.

Radical: but it wasn’t my idea dude… it was dudettes idea

Melody: Sha Narly it was tots my idea.

Narly quickly scratches his head confused as Melody’s voice takes over

Melody: Alright we have a big match tonight dudes…

Narly: how big?

Radical: like the biggest dude

Narly: That’s pretty big bro

Melody: it’s like gigantic…

Narly: whoa… that’s huge

Melody: I know right?

The three continue to ramble on as the fans in attendance cheer them on.

Melody: so who are we doing this match for tonight boys?

Narly: Easy… the chickens…

Radical: yeah #Save The Chickens

Melody laughs playfully as Narly and Radical nod their head agreeing with each other

Melody: Okay so we go out there and win the Tag Team Championship belts for the chickens.

Narly: and the baby chickens

Radical: DUDE baby chickens rawk…

Narly: Sha dude…

Slapping her right hand over her face Mel shakes her head, before putting her hands down in the middle of the circle motioning for Narly and Radical to do the same. (you know what they do on football movies)

Melody: Okay on the count of three…one… two…three…

All of them: CHICK-SURF-TAG-ENS-BOYS-CHAMPS

Narly looks at Radical as Radical looks at Melody who is cracking up with laughter.

Melody: Okay so next time we will rehearse that!

Narly: Totally

Radical: sha!

The camera fades away from the trio as they continue talking about Chickens and winning the Tag Team Championships!

Justin: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the NWA World Tag Team Championship!

The crowd cheers as the lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of Dethklok's 'Black Fire Upon Us.

Justin: Introducing first, the challengers! Accompanied to the ring by Darknyss, at a combined weight of 300 pounds, Gothika and Raynin ... The Fallen!

On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the three flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness.

The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident. Gothika, Darknyss and Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air.

Gothika, Raynin and Darknyss come back to the center of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring. Darknyss stops at the center of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around opposite sides of the ring. Gothika slides under the bottom rope as Darknyss climbs up onto the edge of the apron and steps through the second rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope.

Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Darknyss stands in the center of the ring, pointing at them and talking junk to the crowd, nodding. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and stand beside Darknyss, waiting for the match to begin.

Simone: Now this is something I have been dying to see! The Fallen getting a chance at bringing the NWA World Tag Team Championships back to Sin City Wrestling! You know what that means, don't you?

Adams: The Logan Boys won't want to show their faces in the NWA again if they lose to a couple of women?

Simone: No you twit! It'd mean SCW would have the two most important championships in the NWA, after Spike had won the World Championship!

Adams: What about the NWA Woman's title?

Simone: get back to me the day they start touring that title around.

Justin: Their opponents hail from Denver, Colorado, and have a combined weight of 425 pounds, they are the current reigning and defending NWA World Tag team Champions ... Jace and Lash ... the Logan Boys!

“I will not bow” erupted over the house PA system, announcing the impending appearance of the NWA World Tag Team Champions The Logan Boys. Both were in their signature black and green hot topic jeans with mesh zombie faces and swinging black chains, topped with slit up green and black t-shirts with the logo “Zombies are People too” emblazoned across their chests. Jace wore green mesh sleeves and black studded armbands while his younger brother wore the black mesh up his arms and a green and black studded dog collar around his neck. Lash’s face was half painted, Jace’s was painted all the way, it was quite the statement really, the zombie makeup, the green contacts, even the way they moved.

Simone: The World Champions are unique to say the very least!

They took their time heading down the aisle, slapping hands, giving the occasional hug to the grab happy child or grope happy lady before moving on. The music was loud, the pair was smiling happily, moving with the beat and the excitement of it all. These were no fake grins plastered across their faces, but twin looks of pure joy and excitement about what they did and where they were. When they got to the ring they leapt up on the apron, rushing up opposite turnbuckles, then backfliping into the ring.

Adams: Man this is going to be great!

Jace and Lash remove their championship belts from their waists and hand them over to referee Drew Patton. He takes them in hand and walks over to the Fallen's corner where Gothika and Raynin pat the gold for luck. Drew then holds the title belts up for everyone to see and the crowd cheers!

Simone: The World Tag team Championships of the National Wrestling Alliance! That is what is up for grabs here!

Drew then hands the belts outside to Justin and calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

VS THE LOGAN BOYS
NWA TAG TEAM TITLES MATCH

The Logan Boys approach the middle of the ring and hold their hands out to the Fallen in a gesture of good sportsmanship.

Simone: Well Raynin and Gothika don't believe the Logan Boys are being sincere with their respectful comments about men versus women. Maybe this will convince them.

Raynin and Gothika look at one another and then approach the champions with hands extended. The crowd applauds as the two teams shake hands, when Raynin and Gothika suddenly kick both men in their stomachs and go on the attack!

Adams: Well so much for that theory!

The challengers bring both men into neutral corners and they go to Irish whip them into each other but Jace and Logan reverse the attempt and they send Raynin and Gothika running into one another instead! The Logan Boys then build up a head of steam and charge with arms extended but the Fallen move and Jace and Logan clothesline each other!

Simone: And this one is starting wild right off the bat!

Logan rolls out of the ring and toward his corner as Raynin quickly ducks out to her own corner as the heat of the match is already threatening to intensify! Jace gets to his feet, stunned by the mistake, and Gothika charges straight at him and spears him, taking him down to the mat where she starts unloading on him with lefts and rights!

Adams: Look at Gothika go!

Simone: We need to remember, gender aside, Gothika is the largest person in this match, man or woman!

Jace seems surprised at the intensity of the onslaught of this grappler and Gothika drags him up by the hair and she throws him into the corner where she lands a clothesline. Gothika then grabs him by the sides of his face and starts to savagely chomp down on his forehead!

Adams: I bet the Champions weren't expecting this!

Gothika stops her illegal biting tactics as Drew reaches the count of four. She grabs Jace and sends him into the far corner, and charges in right at him, but Jace leap frogs over the ropes and to the apron, causing Gothika to crash against the corner! The crowd cheers as Gothika staggers back, holding her sternum, and Jace leaps up onto the top rope and spring boards off in a 'Molly Go Round', taking Gothika down to the mat in an immediate cover!

1.....
2..... Gothika kicks out!

Adams: Wow! He could have ended it fast right there!

Gothika rises and Jace immediately grabs her into a side headlock. Gothika does not remain in it for very long and she fights him off, sending him into the ropes. Jace comes off in a shoulder tackle but neither wrestler moves. Jace then runs off of the ropes and tries again with a secon shoulder tackle but again, neither moves. Jace thinks the third time is the charm and he run soff of the ropes and tries again but this time Gothika catches him in a spine buster slam, rolling over into the pin and cradling both legs!

1.....
2..... Jace kicks out!

Simone: Jesus! Gothika almost took the win right there! Neither of these teams are wasting any time trying for the covers!

Adams: And why not? They don't get paid by the hour! End it as fast as you can! At least that's what Jace is hoping to do as I understand it.

Gothika slams Jace's head into the corner and spins him around, laying a fist into his face. Gothika then sets to whip him into the far corner but Jace reverses it and charges in for a shoulder drive but Gothika moves at the last split second and the Logan Boy goes right thru the top and middle turnbuckles, striking his shoulder!

Adams: Oh that mistake isn't going to do the champions any good!

Simone: The Fallen needs to take advantage and do so now!

Jace staggers back, clutching his shoulder, and Gothika grabs him from behind and brings him over with a belly-to-back suplex, right on the back of his head! Gothika makes the cover!

1.....
2.....Jace kicks out!

Gothika pulls her opponent to his feet, twisting his arm into an arm wringer and tags Raynin into the match. Raynin goes up top as Gothika holds her opponent and Raynin comes down with a double axehandle blow to the back. As Gothika goes out to his corner, Raynin goes for an Irish whip but Jace reverses it and as Raynin hits the ropes, Jace responds with a perfect Hurricanrana!

Simone: Oh that move was beautiful!

Jace runs off of the ropes and lands a quick legdrop across the back of Raynin's head before she can recover and hurriedly tags his brother Lash into the match. Jace and Lash both send Raynin into the ropes and land a double dropkick right into the face!

Simone: And now we are seeing exactly why the Logan Boys are the champions! They are not holding back, even if they are opposing two women inside of that ring!

Jace is now out on the apron as Lash goes to send Raynin into the ropes but the former SCW Bombshell Champion reverses it. Raynin duks for a back body drop but Lash spins around and uses the move's momentum to land on his feet behind her. Raynin spins around and lash springboards off of the ropes and hits an Asai moonault iinto the cover!

1.....
2..... Raynin kicks out!

Simone: You know I can't remember ever seeing a tag team work together as swiftly as the Logan Boys are here tonight.

Lash tags Jace back in. Jace hooks Raynin up and pulls her into a short-arm clothesline. He then reaches down for her but Raynin surprises him by pulling him down into an inside cradle!

1.....
2..... Jace kicks out.

Raynin grabs Jace and goes to send him into the corner but Jace reverses it and Raynin runs up the ropes and leaps back, hitting him with a flying body press but Jace rolls through and he is the one on top and hooks the leg!

1.....
2.....Gothika breaks it up!

Adams: Wow! Both teams are doing everything they can to make sure they're the ones walking out of here as the champions!

Drew orders Gothika from the ring, allowing Lash to come back in and as Jace drapes Raynin's throat over the ropes and holds her up by the legs, Lash runs off the ropes and leapfrogs his brother and partner, landing across Raynin's back!

Adams: Damn! Nice move!

A mist of white collides with Odette’s face as she stands there in shock. As the powder falls, she tries her best to clear her eyes. Once she does, she sees Vixen standing there with something that appears to be like a smaller T-shirt cannon, wearing a sly smile on her face. Jamie bursts out into laughter as Odette stands there silently. Jamie tries to speak, but the priceless look on Odette’s face makes it extremely hard to breath, let alone speak. Vixen steps forward and pats Odette on the back.

Jamie: Oh… Oh m… Haha! Oh my god! Ha!

Vixen: I think what he is trying to say is… Odette Ryder, you just got… Ummm…

Bashfully, Vixen struggles to say the tagline without laughing. As Odette growls and mumbles under her breath, Jamie’s face lights up and he gets in Odette’s face.

Jamie: YOU JUST GOT DICK’D SUCKA!

Vixen: Careful how you say that one, Jamie

Jamie: Haha she’s good! Wanna come back to my cabin and see the other Staggs in nothing but a title belt that isn’t even his?

Vixen just stares at him for a moment before shaking her head and walking off. Odette smacks him across the back of his head, her emerald eyes glaring at him.

Odette: You are nowhere near being off the hook, but you and I? We have got to get her back…

Jamie rubs the back of his head, slowly nodding as his brain starts formulating a new plan. Odette pulls at his shirt, wiping her face off on his black shirt as we switch out.

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The cameras pan back down to ringside once more and there seems to be some type of disturbance down near the announcer’s booth. The two crazy fan girls known to the Sin City Wrestling family as Maggie and Courtney have snuck up behind Justin Decent and have managed to handcuff the poor guy to his chair with pink fluffy handcuffs. Courtney strolls over and takes a microphone off of the table that’s beside Justin and hands it to Maggie.

Maggie: Hello

Tap Tap Tap – Maggie taps on the microphone to see if it is working. Courtney gives her the thumbs up and lets her know that they can hear her loud and clear, returning the microphone up to her lips once more Maggie takes control.

Adams: Oh no what on earth are these two doing here?

Maggie: Is everyone having a good time tonight?

The crowd joins in with a massive cheer

Maggie: I can’t hear yooooouuuuuuu

The fans stand up and cheer louder as the American half of the crazy fan girls giggles like a school girl. Courtney checks on Justin and makes sure he doesn’t try and get out of the fake handcuffs. Both of the girls are wearing black T-shirts that read ‘SCW Security’ on the front. So that’s how they snuck in!

Adams: SECURITY!!!

Simone: I’ve gotta give these fan girls some credit.

Maggie: That’s better now… Courtney and myself have decided that we can do Justin’s job for one night only… and one match only so… Courtney… get yourself a Mic…

Courtney skips over and grabs a microphone off of the announce table and the two fan girls skip off into the direction of the ring. Maggie slides into the ring under the bottom rope while Courtney attempts a Stacey Keibler type ring entrance but she is only fun sized so she gets tangled up in the ropes. Getting the fans to laugh the Aussie crashes into the ring and does a forward roll before jumping up to her feet and cheering like it was all planned.

Maggie: Okay now let me see if I remembered my notes…

Maggie digs deep into her pockets and eventually pulls out a small piece of white paper smiling brightly. Courtney dusts herself off and does the same as two look at each other with massive smiles on their faces.

Maggie: Oh kay… ready…

Adams: No!!!

Courtney: Ready!!!!

Adams: Damn!!!

Maggie looks down at her notes and continues

Maggie: The next match is for one fall… introducing first from Ottawa Ontario Canada… weighing in at

Courtney: SHHHHHH Maggie a true lady never tells her weight!!

Justin can be seen shaking his head in disgust as these two fan girls butcher his job.

Maggie: Oh right…. Well I don’t know where to go from there… but here’s Vixeeeeeennnn

The throbbing beat of Light it up by Rev Theory is heard as Vixen walks out on the ramp, stepping up to the edge of the aisle and stands at attention before raising a hand to wave to the fans who cheer as she salutes and smiles before moving down to the ring. Standing on the apron, she steps on the bottom rope and backflips into the ring, moving to the corner where she climbs to the second turnbuckle and salutes the fans once more before jumping down to stretch slightly as the fans' chants begin to fade.

Courtney: Okay my turn my turn myyyyyy turn!!!!!

The little Aussie is seen jumping up and down like a crazy woman, rumbling around with her notes in her hand she brings the microphone to her lips.

Courtney: and her opponent… Milk, bread, cheese, eggs, chick…

Before Courtney can continue Maggie smacks the microphone down away from her lips and takes over

Maggie: from Salem New York Aleeeexxxxxxxiiissssss Morrrrissssssonnnnnn

Simone: Nice save on Maggie’s behalf

A heavy guitar riff hits throughout the arena before the sudden tranquil chorus from “All Eyes on Me” provided by Maike Holzmann of Voices of Destiny surrounds the airwaves, as the entrance way comes to life. White smoke emerges from the sides of the either entrance post, and out from behind the curtain walks Alexis Morrison smirking as she approaches the ring steps. Strobe lights fill the arena in tune with the beat of the song. Alexis carefully enters the ring watching the referee and heads to the nearest turnbuckle while propping herself and lies on across it her eyes seem to study her opponent.

Courtney: Hey no fair that was my turn

Cue sad face from the Aussie as Maggie signals that she can give it another shot.

Courtney: Okay I’ve got this… from Staten Island New York… she is Biiiiiaaaancccccaaa Soooolderiniiiiiiiii

"Bleeding Mascara" by Atreyu rings through the arena. Bianca enters on the stage with a slow methodical walk. She is not in any hurry. Her steps guided in a stalking way with the sway of her hips. Her hand resting on her hip as the other sways at the side. She stops at the top of the stage and looks left, then right, uses her free hand to run it through her long black locks. She makes her way down the rampway, completely ignoring the out-stretched hands that are just hoping to get anything. She even stops and looks at a fan as he tries to get her attention, looks him up and down with a look of disgust, flips her hair at him and walks up the steps to the ring. Holding onto the middle rope, she leans her head back with eyes closed, and slides down into a forward split. Rolling her head to the side then forward (lita-esque) to move her hair out of the way, she leans so far forward that her upper body is flush with her forward leg. Grabbing behind the knee she rolls under the bottom rope and comes upright still in a split on the other side. She turns toward the inside of the canvas and kicks her back leg around quickly to use that momentum to spin in a half circle - facing the ropes on her knees. She gets up quickly and jumps onto the ropes, to do a backflip from the middle rope, landing with arms up and fists closed. The lights return to normal.

Before the match begins the two short fan girls drop their microphones and run out of the ring. Climbing up over the barricades they head into the crowd and start a massive ‘SCW SCW SCW’ Chat with fist pump the air actions. Vixen, Alexis and Bianca all look at each other confused as the bell sounds.

Ding Ding Ding

VS VS ALEXIS MORRISON
BOMBSHELL TRIPLE THREAT MATCH

Adams: Thank God their both gone…

Simone: Interesting matchup we have tonight Vixen, Alexis and Bianca and whoever wins has a chance at the Roulette Bombshell championship.

All three bombshells start to circle one another, while the SCW fans that had been warmed up by the fan girls start chanting out their favourite bombshells name. Bianca gets fed up with all the dancing around and quickly elbows Alexis in the face before charging towards Vixen taking her down with a swift spear. Grabbing onto Vixen’s head Bianca starts to slam it repeatedly into the ring canvas sending hair flying everywhere. Alexis is back up to her feet and is behind Bianca grabbing handful of her black hair Alexis’ heaves Bianca off of Vixen. Promptly dropping her with a reverse neck breaker going for a sneaky quick pin

Simone: Alexis is looking to put this one away early

Adams: Nooooo I haven’t seen enough skin yet!!!

1…

Adams: Thank the lord!

x

Not even close Vixen is back to her feet and runs in and stops the count. Vixen tugs on Alexis’ right foot and locks in an ankle lock. Bianca rolls out of the way and see’s what Vixen is doing and joins in, grabbing onto Alexis’ face she locks in a cross face. Poor Alexis is now locked in two different submission moves and Drew is torn between Vixen and Bianca. Alexis can he heard screaming in pain, looking down towards Bianca Vixen drops her hold on Alexis’ ankle. Running towards the ropes she delivers a speedy baseball slide drop kick to Bianca’s face. Alexis is now free but Vixen rolls her out of the ring to focus on Bianca. Jumping up on the middle rope Vixen goes for a lion sault but no one is home as Bianca manages to roll out of the way just in time. As Vixen rolls around on the mat holding her stomach Bianca pulls herself up to her feet using the ropes jumping up she connects with a standing Moonsault. The leg is hooked.

Simone: Bianca’s turn!

Adams: I wonder what is happening with her and that tanned guy?

Simone: Giani?

Adams: Yeah… if he doesn’t want her I know someone that does!

Simone: You’re married!!!

Adams: what happens at sea stays at sea!

1…

Vixen violently kicks out rolling up to a staggering position Bianca jumps up to her feet as well. The two bombshells now stand toe to toe in the middle of the ring exchanging trash talk. Vixen has had enough and pushes Bianca but Bianca returns the favour and does the same back to Vixen. The two go back and forth with shoving until Bianca gets tired of it and goes to shove Vixen once more but out smarts her by locking her head in a headlock. Squeezing tightly Bianca looks around and drags Vixen over towards the ring ropes and springs up rebounding off the top rope delivering a modified bull dog. Bianca goes for another pin.

Simone: Second attempt

1…

2…

Adams: No cigar!!!

Vixen gets a shoulder up off the mat and Bianca is vivid, both getting up to their feet. Bianca shoves Vixen again, causing Vixen to stumble backwards as both Bombshells charge at each other they both collect each other with clothesline. Bianca and Vixen are now laid out and Alexis is back in on the action. Using the top rope Alexis hits a modified leg drop on Vixen and goes for a pin.

Simone: here we go again

Adams: Alexis timed her re-entrance perfectly!

1…
2…

Simone: Kick Out!!

Adams: Hooray!!!

Vixen kicks out again and Alexis doesn’t waste any time getting back up to her feet. Rushing up to the nearest turnbuckle she crashes down onto Bianca with an elbow drop and goes for another pin this time on Bianca.

1…
2…

Simone: Alexis is the opportunist

Adams: Spike Staggs and the rest of NXT must be on the edge of their seats right about now!

Vixen makes the save by dragging Alexis off of Bianca. Vixen now rolls Bianca out of the ring but as she turns around she walks straight into a spinning heel kick. Alexis walks over and stands on Vixen’s hair and reaches down and grabs her hands. Yanking her body up off the mat Alexis starts to scream through gritted teeth while Vixen’s screams in pain as her hair is being yanked out of her scalp. Drew warns Alexis but Alexis ignores him so he starts a count that could disqualify her. Waiting until Drew got up to four Alexis dropped Vixen’s hands back onto the ring canvas

Adams: That Alexis is one mean bitch

Quickly back on the attack Alexis locks Vixen in a headlock with body scissors, Drew drops to his knee and checks on Vixen. Alexis spots Bianca climbing back up on to the ring apron out of the corner of her eye. Unlinking her legs Alexis pulls Vixen up off the ring canvas with the head lock still locked in, dragging her over towards the ropes she releases Vixen and whips her into the ropes. Slamming into Bianca sending her crashing back down to the outside. Vixen spins around and Alexis is looking to set her up for her finisher the Sweet Satan Holy Grace but Vixen out smarts her and counters with a drop toe hold. Sprinting over towards the opposite ropes Vixen waits for Alexis to sit back up taunting to the fans getting them to cheer her on while doing so. As Alexis gets back up to her knees Vixen runs towards her and connects with a Shining Wizard. The SCW fans are up out of their seats as Vixen goes for the pin

Simone: Vixen is back in the attack

Adams: she is one foxy lady Simone get it? Get it?

Simone: I get it!!!

1…
2…

Alexis just kicks out at the last second. Vixen springs back up to her feet tugging Alexis up with her, setting her up for the Kudo Driver - Fall from Grace. She delievers it nicely and goes for another pin

Adams: Fall from grace, Fall from Grace!!

1…
2…
3…

Simone: This one is over!!!!

Adams: Vixen wins…

Ding Ding Ding

After Drew signals for the bell Vixen jumps up to her feet and her hand gets raised in victory. Justin who has some one managed to free himself from his handcuffs makes his announcement

Justin: Here is your winner Vixxxxxxxeeeeeenn

Adams: Vixen wins! A big with for the New Xtremes!

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The camera goes down a hallway near the outer deck and "Eye of the Tiger" can be heard blaring from a stereo. Inside Karina Koji is dressed in her Ref outfit which is leather pants and a black and white striped bikini top. She is standing with her arms up in victory and her brothers Roulette title belt is around her waste. Aleksei storms in, dressed in his gear for his match later. He turns off the music.

Aleksei: You have to quit stealing my belt.

Karina: I can not help it, you are so easy to steal from.

Aleksei snatches the belt back.

Aleksei: Well if you want a shiny belt so bad, go get your own roulette title.

Karina shrugs and turns back on the music, though not as loud this time.

Karina: I don't think that is good enough any more.

Aleksei: Well aren't you miss motivated.

Karina: Can't have the lesser Koji the one with the best title.

Aleksei: Yeah well at least I have a match tonight.

Karina: You are an annoying, drunkard. Get out, you smell like way to much man sweat and rum.

Aleksei laughs at this and turns to leave.

Aleksei: Well at least I have a match tonight, nice Ref's outfit by the way. See you at my victory party.

Karina mumbles to herself as he leaves. As the camera fades out we can just make out her parting words.

Karina: Don't worry, I will give them all a show tonight.

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Goth can be seen sitting in his locker room and preparing himself, he has a sick smile on his face.

Goth: Synn... i hope you are ready to watch your boy become a man, because i'm preparing myself to tear him from limb to limb. i'm preparing to make this boy eat his words and that he will never break me as nobody has ever done that

Goth: So be prepared little Sean to be educated in a 101 education of being a man... because when i'm done with you.. the boy will be gone and bloodied like a bitch...

Goth gets up and walks off

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Justin: Our next match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Bombshell Roulette Championship!! The stipulation that has been selected by Roulette Rules is that this contest will be an “I Quit” match. First the challenger: She is from San Diego. She is a former champion many times over TRISH NEWBORN!!!

"King Of The World" by Porcelain Black plays out loud over the P.A system, as Trish Newborn walks out confident from behind the curtain wearing a matching leather sleeveless hoodie w/ her Best of the Best logo and ring attire for the night, and a pair of sunglasses. Trish smirks at all the fans trying their best to get to her as she walks down the ramp; midway down turning her back to them, with arms spread wide open. She turns back around to enter the ring, where Newborn pushes the referee out of the way, aiming for the first turnbuckle Trish sees and pulls herself up while her music continues to play. The crowd really starts giving the heat to the veteran performer now, but Newborn just stares out embracing everything.

Justin: And now the current BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPION! Her hometown is Henderson, Nevada. She is a member of the Deadly Sins and the first female Roulette Champion. KITTIE!!

The opening drum beat of “Lollirot” by Jack Off Jill begins blasting through the speakers as the light flash along with the music. As the instrumentals pick up, Kittie shoves her way through the curtains. A spotlight lands on her as she pauses, throwing her head forward, and then back. She lets her hair fall down over her face, and it slowly falls back as she moves her head slowly from one side to the other. She throws her hands up in the air and lets out a scream before she starts skipping down the entryway. She bops her head to the side as she goes. She stops to stick her tongue out to tease a cheering fan or two, and then she continues skipping until about half way to the ring. From there she makes a mad dash toward the ring, leaping onto the apron. She quickly bangs her head as she dances to the nearest turnbuckle. She climbs it, and pauses there, looking out across the audience through her hair as they cheer her on. She throws her middle fingers in the air before jumping down into the ring. She paces back and forth quickly as her music dies down. Both women stare down each other.

Adams: Now we just need our ref.

“The Ruler and the Killer” starts to play and Karina Koji comes out to a decent amount of cheers. She is wearing her typical leather pants and a bikini with the black and white stripes of a referee uniform. She strides down the ring, taking in the cheers. She rolls into the ring and looks at both women who look ready to go. She grins at both of them.

Simone: Is she going to start the match now because Kittie looks about ready to rip Trish’s head off.

Karina holds up her hand like she is going to call for the bell...but then she just twirls. Kittie walks over to her and tells her to start the match. Karina giggles and looks to be considering it. Then after another long pause she calls it. DING DING DING this match is underway. Seeing that Kittie is somewhat distracted Trish runs in, locking up with Kittie and then taking her down to the ground with Inside Heel Hook.

VS
BOMBSHELL ROULETTE TITLE MATCH
Guest ref: Karina Koji

Adams: Whoa, one second in and we are already seeing a submission hold.

As Kittie starts to struggle Karina seems surprised. She runs to get a microphone to see if Kittie will quit this early but already Trish is having trouble keeping the hold on against a bucking Kittie. When KIttie is able to break out she kicks Trish in the head and rolls away. The crowd cheers her on.

Simone: That girl just had too much fight in her to quit this early.

Kittie is bounding for the ropes and runs back to the slightly dazed Trish performing a baseball slide right into her face before she has time to recover. She then gets up and starts to drag Trish to the ropes. Trish grabs for one of Kittie legs, and trips her up. As Kittie turns around to face her Trish has scrambled up to tackle her. Both women go down.

Adams: Trish is now resorting to just punching Kittie while she is down. Hey isn’t Karina supposed to break this up.

Simone: She appears to be too busy watching.

Karina has sat down to watch Trish go to work on Kittie and because she has the microphone in her hand she speaks.

Karina: Good form! You have a decent right arm.

Trish pauses a moment in confusion and that is all the chance Kittie needs to get her legs in and push Trish off of her. She then scrambles up and gets Trish into a head vice. Karina crawls over to them as Trish struggles in the hold. Karina seems to be taking her time.

Simone: She does not seem to be taking this very seriously

She ask Trish if she quits and she shakes her head. She struggles to get to the ropes and gets a leg on the ropes. Karina sees that and tells Kittie she has to break the hold. Kittie scowls in frustration but breaks out of it.

Adams: I thought she almost had that one. Kittie is not bad at this submission stuff.

Simone: She tends to have more variety than most people give her credit for.

Both women are on their feet and Trish is striding over to Karina. She shoves her and starts yelling at her. Karina seems amused and lets herself get shoved. Then out of nowhere she does a spinning kick to Trish’s head. The crowd goes wild.

Adams: Hee hee! That was great!

Simone: Don’t encourage them, she is turning this match into a joke.

Kittie glares at Karina, not sure what to do. Karina walks over to her.

Karina: Okay, I didn’t mean to do that. I know..I know I am suppose to be a good and fair ref. But she was being a bitch..and I can fix this. I can....umm I can kick you in the head...then it is a fair match again.

Adams: I like her logic.

Kittie stares at her and shakes her head. She kicks Karina and grabs her. Then she delivers a quick, and powerful piledriver. The crowd is confused but cheering.

Simone: I guess Kittie didn’t like that plan.

Kittie grabs the mike as Karina and Trish lies on the ground.

Kittie: Quit screwing around!!

Kittie then marches over to Trish and kicks her in the side. She then helps her up only to whip her into the ropes. On the way back she connects with an enziguri that knocks Trish off her feet.

Simone: Kittie seems to be doing a lot of damage to Trish’s head. She is playing the match smart.

Kittie is up quick and looks to be preparing for a spear as Trish staggers to her feet. Karina is getting up as well looking upset. Kittie charges forward with the spear, Trish reverses it into an armbar take down. Kittie jumps to her feet and they lock up. The two women start exchanging body blows. Then Kittie reverse and grabs Trish from behind. Trish reverses that into a standing kimura.

Adams: I am getting dizzy.

Simone: Trish has the kimura locked in and by Kittie face it looks really painful. Karina looks delighted as she walks over and the crowd calls for Kittie to keep fighting. Trish holds on to the hold for dear life.

Karina: Oh Kittie, Kittie...do you give up!

Kittie: Screw you bitch!

The crowd cheers and Karina laughs at this. She takes a step away and Kittie is able to reverse the lock, rolling them around and ending up on top of Trish. She slams Trish head into the canvas and gives her two hard right hooks.

Adams: That came out of nowhere!

Simone: Lots of momentum shifts in this match.

Kittie gets Trish up. Drops an axe handle smash on her then lifts her up for a powerbomb. She gets a big pop for that and she drops down to get Trish into a head vice.

Adams: This might be it, Trish’s noggin has taken a lot of punishment.

Out of nowhere Trish reverses the vice and tries to get Kitting into an anaconda cross. Both women are struggling on the ground and rolling around. Kittie is able to reverse that as well into a rolling chicken wing stretch.

Adams: I am not sure if I have seen that before but I think Kittie is on top.

Karina walks over and holds the mike out to Trish who is red faced and fighting back with all she can. She tries to get out of it but Kittie has it locked in. After a solid minute of struggling...

Trish: Ok....I quit...get me out of this!

The crowd is on their feet and Karina calls for the bell. Kittie releases the hold and leaps up a big smile on her face.

Simone: Well after a very back and forth match Kittie has pulled off the victory.

Karina walks over to Kittie to hold her arm up for victory. The crowd cheers and then Karina grabs Kittie arm and drops down into the Wolf Bite!

Adams: Oh god, what just happened.

Simone: Karina has her in her own submission move and Kittie is tapping out but noone is there.

Referees and other authorities rush to the ring to break it up. Karina sees them coming and breaks the hold herself. She stands over Kittie with a grin and strides off.

Adams: I don’t think the bosses are going to let Karina be a ref again.

The scene opens up in the makeshift arena for Summer XXXTreme where the crowd is going wild, the next match will be happening soon and the crowd seems to know it.

Adams: It’s been a wild night Belinda and who knows what’s to come!

Simone: Whatever it is it’s sure to be special.

The crowd’s cheers are cut off by unfamiliar theme music, the heavy charging guitar riff that belongs to the Exodus song “Beyond the Pale” and the camera pans to the confused commentators.

Simone: That’s strange, we had no idea that anyone was debuting tonight.

Adams: Well whoever it…….oh no.

Jason Burnside has made his way out to ringside area and the crowd is boing the Englishman almost immediately, he makes his way down the ring and enters it.

Adams: Who the hell give HIM entrance music?!

Simone: Jason I think a better question is who let him on the boat?!

Jason steps into the ring and Justin quickly bails not wanting anything to do with the madman, Jason has a microphone in hand and as soon as the song stops he starts talking.

JB: It’s been awhile hasn’t it? Well I guess kidnapping Casey’s cheap whore of a wife put a hold to any plans I had for future appearances on Climax Control.

Simone: He makes me sick…..

JB: I’m not here to waste any time tonight…….

???: CUT THAT MAN’S MICROPHONE RIGHT BLOODY NOW!

The camera pans to the entranceway where we see “Prime Time” Matthew Kennedy and “Big and Large” Marty McFarge storming down the asle with furious looks on their faces, Matthew, off course has the mic.

MK: How dare you, how dare you show your face in an SCW ring?

Matthew says as he enters the ring, Marty, wisely, keeps his distance.

JB: You brought me into this bloody country in the first place! But I do one bad thing and you suddenly cut all ties with me?!

MK: You went too far.

Matthew says as he glares at the larger man.

MK: What do you want?! Why risk capture just to be here?!

JB: Well for one thing you’re not the one I want to talk too, CASEY! GET DOWN HERE NOW OR LIVE WITH THE DEATH OF YOUR BABY!

Simone: He didn’t just say that?!

Adams: He did, and I’m getting out of here before Casey arrives!

Jason Adams makes a run for it as the two Brits argue in the ring. As soon as Jason gets backstage, “Crazy Train” by Bullet for My Valentine hits the speakers as Casey charges to the ring with the same determination that Superman would have if someone took his cape. Matthew wisely gets out of the ring, standing next to Marty and allows Casey to fight with Jason for a while, and then Matthew decides to pull Casey off of Jason after Casey hits the Lost Crucifix to Jason. Casey then asks Justin for a microphone and stands over Jason as he speaks.

CW: I can’t believe I am going to say this, but I agree with Matthew. How in the hell did you get on the boat, you son of a bitch? HOW DARE YOU ABDUCT MY FIANCEE?? HOW DARE YOU THREATEN THE WELFARE OF MY UNBORN CHILD? I WANT LAURA BACK. I am challenging you to a street fight next week at Climax Control, and if I win, you give Laura back to me and you NEVER show you face here in SCW again. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME YOU PIECE OF SHIT???

Jason then nods his head as Casey gets one last kick in as he drops the microphone and walks to the back.

Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, residing in New York, New York, standing at 6 feet 4 inches, and weighing in at 239 pounds… he is… GOTH!!!

Darkside blasts across the sound system as Goth walks out to the ring, he is dressed in a long black Goth like robes. He is followed to the ring by Sapphira, who is wearing her usual Goth dress. Goth stops halfway the entrance way and stares at the crowd who are booing the owner of the AWA who grins and walks further on. In the ring he lets Sapphira take off his robe and he stares across the booing crowd, seeming to be very pleased with their response.

Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first, residing in New York, New York, standing at 5 feet 11 inches, and weighing in at 190 pounds… he is… SEAN WILLIAMS!!!

The lights dim, and then completely shut off. Purple and black pyro fall from the sky, as Triple Beam Dreams blasts through the speakers, the crowd rise to their feet acknowledging Sean, who is standing at the top of the ramp playing to the crowd, he looks both ways before making his way down the ramp towards the ring. Sean hops up on the apron and plays to the crowd again before climbing between the ropes, bouncing off each end. He looks over at Goth, his eyes shooting daggers in his direction while Goth simply stares at the young man.

DING! DING! DING!

VS
SINGLE MATCH

Sean lunges forward at Goth, who is carefully and methodically measuring him up. He dodges the attack. He carefully moves to the side as Williams collides with the corner. Goth starts to move in, but holds off as Sean turns around. He lunges forward with a body splash that connects, sending Sean stumbling. Goth then runs forward with a Bulldog that causes Sean to clutch his head. Goth circles his downed opponent and then lays in a few boots for good measure.

Simone: Goth is on fire right out of the gate here tonight. Sean Williams had better not underestimate the Gothic One.

Adams I’m sure that the damaging words from Goth last week will be enough to light a fire under Sean.

He goes to pick Sean up off of the ground, but Sean rolls him up into a small package.

1!

1.5! Kickout!

Goth quickly kicks out as Sean works his way up to his feet. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction. He charges forward, driving a knee into Goth’s face. He looks down and wipes off some of the residual face paint with disgust. He mocks Goth before he lands a standing moonsault. He rolls off of Goth and then turns him over. He mounts him, ready to lay in the blows, but Goth hits a jab to the eye. He rolls Sean over and mounts him. He mocks Sean with a couple of pelvic thrusts to aggravate Synn before he starts swinging. He connects with punch after punch, slow yet calculated.

Simone: You can imagine that Synn is dying to get his hands on Goth for that mockery.

Adams I don’t think Goth is Synn’s type...

Simone: Does Synn even have a type?

Once he is satisfied, he crawls off of Sean. Once he is up to his feet, he lifts Sean up. He sends him flying into the ropes, and then catches him on the rebound with a dropkick to his knee. Sean buckles underneath as Goth drops down with an elbow to his sternum. He stands back up, and then looks around as the audience boos him. He rolls his eyes back in delight before hitting a leg drop. He scoots around and puts Sean in position for the Chicken Wing Chokehold. He locks it on tightly as Sean flails around to break it up, but he fails. Drew Patton kneels down to check on Sean to see if he wants to give up. He waves his hand as he shouts “NO!” He slowly swings his lower body around to hook his foot on the bottom rope. The ref calls for the rope break, which Goth ignores at first. Once Drew threatens to disqualify, Goth takes his time letting go.

Adams He better be careful. There is nothing worse that getting disqualified in a grudge match. Especially without making it count.

Simone: A good heel always tests the boundaries, and that is exactly what Goth was doing.

Sean rolls over as Goth attempts to pick him back up. He clubs Sean against the back, but Sean jabs him in his stomach. Goth stumbles a bit, but then lays in another club. Sean answers with another jab, followed by another and another. Finally, Goth lets go of him, and Sean stumbles back a bit. He comes to a proper stance, and then he springs forward, locking his legs around Goth’s neck. He pauses there for a moment as Goth grabs onto his legs. Sean swings around with a headscissors, but Goth swings the other way. He tries to throw him off, but Sean is quick to flip him over and carry out the maneuver.

Simone: Very good form from Williams there. He promised to send Goth on a flight and he carried through.

Adams Sean goes round and round and round and...

Sean jumps up and shows off in front of the audience. After he is done posing, he picks Goth up off of the mat and quickly hits a snap suplex. He keeps his arm around Goth’s neck and then he gets back to his feet. He snaps him back with another suplex. He picks him back up and then pauses, hanging onto the anticipation. He then snaps Goth back once more for a third suplex. He looks down at his opponent and then drops down to a knee for the pin.

1!

2!

Kickout!

Adams Just barely!

Simone: What do you mean? He couldn’t have thought that it would be over already. Goth is a strong competitor.

Sean gets back up to his feet and then he slaps Goth against the back of the head, talking trash to him as he does so. He smacks him around just a little bit more before he runs forward at the ropes. On the rebound, he hits a missle dropkick to Goth’s head that sends him backward. He picks Goth up off of the mat and thrusts him toward the ropes. As Sean gets ready for a hip toss, Goth hits a hard uppercut that echoes off of the waters surrounding the cruise ship. Goth slowly backs up, measuring up his opponent. He wraps an arm around Sean’s neck and starts to set him up for a Vertical Suplex, but Sean hooks his leg around Goth’s, stopping it. Goth smacks him in the side with a hard jab and then knocks him with a headbutt before trying again. This time, he is successful as Sean collides hard with the mat. Goth leans down toward Sean, but Sean smacks him across the face, stunning Goth. Sean gets up, and goes to toss Goth into the ropes, but Goth reverses it. As Sean comes off of the ropes, Goth goes for a hard clothesline, but Sean ducks it. Goth follows after him this time, but Sean drops down, holding the top rope and Goth stumbles over them, falling hard to the outside.

Simone: Sean has been just as calculated as Goth in this match up. He took a risk, and it definitely paid off here.

Adams He’s setting up for something risky here, and it might NOT pay off.

Sean watches as Goth slowly moves on the ground outside. Sean steps through the ropes, looking down at Goth, waiting for his mark. As soon as Goth is on his knees, Sean lands a hard legdrop to the outside! The ref starts his count.

1!

2!

Sean gets up and picks Goth up along with him. He sends him flying into the ring steps, crashing hard. He doesn’t give up there as he charges in with a running shoulder block.

3!

4!

Goth does his best with a weary chop, but Sean returns with one of his own. He turns Goth around and begins repeatedly smashing his head into the steps.

Adams Williams wants some of Goth’s blood tonight. There is no love lost between these two.

Simone: It seems like he is trying to send a strong message to Goth about his defamatory words these last two weeks.

5!

6!

Goth stops one by planting his foot against the ring steps, smashing a hard elbow into Sean’s face, and then he cracks him with another to the rib. He grabs Sean’s head and slams it against the steps.

7!

8!

On the verge of a count out, Goth quickly rolls inside of the ring, and then looks down at Sean who is clutching onto the apron. Goth rubs at his forehead to find a trickle of blood. He flings it off in Sean’s direction before getting what might be construed as a smile from Goth as he is engulfed by the sight of his own blood. With the distraction, Sean barely makes it inside before the referee calls out “10!” He charges at Goth, who ducks down with a back body drop to Sean. However, Sean lands on his feet and quickly turns around. As he does, he catches Goth by surprise with a boot to the gut. He hooks an arm around Goth’s neck and then points upward. The crowd cheers. He lifts Goth up into the Self Destruction and comes crumbling down to the ground. He covers Goth as Drew Patton drops down to his knees.

1!

2!

3!

Justin Decent: Your winner via pinfall… SEAN WILLIAMS!!!

Adams Sean Williams walks away with this one, but it isn’t from a strong lack of effort from Goth.

Simone: I agree, Sean Williams is on fire lately. There are bright things in his future.

Sean gets up to his feet as his theme starts back up. He spits a bit of blood down at Goth before walking around the ring with his arms held up in celebration.

The scene opens up in the center of the boat, beside the pool, on the upper deck, Brooklyn is shown standing, title around her waist, she stares out into the crowd, excited to be there as champion, with a mic in hand, she listens to the applause from the crowd.

Brooklyn: I knew the crowd would be amazing, and first and foremost I am honored to be here as your Bombshell Champion, and I promise you that I will not disappoint tonight.

Crowd Cheers.

Brooklyn: Instead of having one of our SCW Interviews interview me, I thought it would be neat if I had a Former Champion ask me a couple questions, it was her idea and I loved it immediately.

Brooklyn smiles as she hears the crowd cheers grow louder.

Brooklyn: Ladies and Gentleman, please give it up for my girl, Former LIWA & 3WL World Champion, Mercedes !!

"Hip Hop Star" By Beyonce blares through the speakers, Mercedes makes her way up the side stairs towards the middle deck area, the crowd erupts into cheers as Mercedes walks up to where Brooklyn is standing, she stands besides her, reaching for the mic.

Mercedes: I appreciate the love, the warm welcome. I'm excited to be here, to be on this cruise, with all you wonderful people. I wish I was doing this when I was wrestling, guess its time for me to make a come back.

The crowd cheers, Mercedes winks.

Mercedes: But the night isn't about me, tonight is about all the talented competitors of Sin City Wrestling, and I am honored to be here tonight witness all of the matches, but one match in particular is from Miss Brooklyn Carter herself, and tonight, the first title defense is always the best one, its the match to show the word that I really deserve this Championship, not only did I win the title, but I retained it, it belongs to me.

Brooklyn looks down at her title, and back up at the crowd.

Mercedes: I had to be here to interview Brooklyn, because I understand what she is going through, everyone knows when I first won my gold I had to experience the same chit chat of why I didn't deserve the title or how I didn't have what it takes, but I proved everyone wrong and believe me Check my record if you have any questions.

Mercedes turns to Brooklyn.

Mercedes: Tonight Brooke, its your first title defense girl? Tell me exactly what's running through you're mind?

Brooklyn: Winning.

Brooklyn pauses, rubbing her hand against the title.

Brooklyn: My match with Misty was the most important match of my career, I was the underdog and I went into that match winning a major championship, no one believed I could do it, but I did it.

Mercedes: But now, tonight you face two women.

Brooklyn: Which makes this match even more interesting, more important. I have a statement to make and a fact to prove.

Mercedes: I think I may already know what that is.

Brooklyn: I was criticized after my win, I was blamed for my match with Misty and how it ended, but this match will answer all those questions of Why I am Champion?! I have nothing against my opponents, both talented competitors but I'm better, I've trained so hard for this match and I made sure I was prepared.

Mercedes: No matter how you won the match, you are the Champion you now. You're next mission is to remain Champion and not let any of these women take what you fought so hard for, lost blood for, sweat, cried tears for.

Brooklyn: I signed with Sin City not knowing where I was going, I've won matches and I've lost matches, but my abilities and me as a person deserves this title around my waist, and I'll answer any challenge from any female who wants a shot at opportunity, at gold.

Mercedes: You have a lot of support behind you, I mean listen to these fans.

The cheers grow even louder.

Brooklyn: Tonight a lot of people are in my corner, I may not be liked by the backstage crows, but these people out here knows who I am, these people know that I'll be the best Bombshell Champion this federation has ever seen, and I guarantee that.

Mercedes: And there you have people, your SCW Bombshell Champion.

The crowd cheers as " Hello Brooklyn " blares in the background, both Mercedes and Brooklyn share a hug before walking off in separate directions.

The cameras are in the Party Horde locker room. The fans are out on deck and only three are in the room. Aleksei Koji, Jamie Staggs and Giani Di Luca all stand in a circle. All three have shot glasses and Aleksei is pouring out generous helpings of Kracken Rum. Once every one has a full glass he raises it up.

Aleksei: Okay your glorious bastards. Get those glasses up and lets drink. Lets drink to victory. Jamie already put on a hell of match and I promise this title is not going to leave the Horde tonight.

Giani: Yeah I know bro, but I hate to piss on your parade. I am still not sure about this NXT thing.

Aleksei puts his hand on his shoulder.

Aleksei: I know your worried. But this is what they call the win win situation. NXT gets three great fighters and all are fans. We get their support when we need it.

Giani: Since when do we need support?

Jamie: Since Aleksei won the title and we started making everyone else look bad doofus.

Aleksei: This thing is only going to get bigger. A time will come when we need help.

Giani looks unsure lowering his glass some.

Giani: But are we even the Party Horde anymore? I mean didn't we just get taken over.

Jamie: Nah man, that is not what my brother is trying to do. We are Party Horde still. For life.

Aleksei: I promise you Giani. This is going to be great.

Giani looks at him and holds his glass up towards him.

Giani: I hope your right you crazy Romani. This has been a crazy trip so far bro. I just hope your right.

The three men hold up their glasses and say salute. They drink down the harsh rum and make quite the ruckus as the camera fades out.

Justin: The following contest is for the SCW Tag Team Championship, introducing first, the challengers. From The Beach, weighing in at a combined weight of three hundred and sixty five pounds, being accompanied to the ring by Melody Grace, they are Narly and Radical, The Surf Boys!

Surfer Boys start to play and Melody Grace walks out of the entrance, her arms either side with towels over her shoulder. After a few seconds, the Surf Boys, Narly and Radical appear dressed in Bermuda shorts, sandals and holding surfboards under their arms. They turn around high fiving each other, before both high fiving Melody. They walk to the ring high fiving the fans and when they get to the ring, throw the boards under the ropes and climbs in as the fans cheer. Melody walks up the steps and Narly holds the ropes open for Melody to step through. The put their boards in middle of the ring and jump on them "ring surfing" as the fans cheer and Melody stands behind them, smiling with her arms in the air.

Justin: And their opponents, weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and twenty six pounds, they are the current SCW Tag Team Champions and members of The Sevent Deadly Sins, they are Gabriel and Despayre, Sinful Obsession!

"The paranoia is in bloom, the PR
The transmissions will resume
They'll try to push drugs
Keep us all dumbed down and hope that
We will never see the truth around
So come on!

Adams: And there's the bell.

VS
TAG TEAM TITLE MATCH

Synn and Melody Grace leave the ring. Gabriel and Narly start things off for the their respective teams. They lock up and jockey for position. Gabriel catches Narly with a stiff European uppercut.

Simone: Stiff uppercut from Gabriel

Over and over, Gabriel catches Narly with 4 more European uppercuts rocking Narly early on. He staggers back a few steps and flops to the mat.

Simone: Gabriel seems focused tonight.

Adams: After Odette gave him a liplock, I'm surprised he's even thinking of the match

Gabriel follows with a running kick to the chest of Narly, knocking him to his back. Gabriel tags in Despayre who is anxious to get in on the action. Gabriel steps out of the ring and pumps up the crowd as Despayre takes over.

Simone: Despayre tagged in

Despayre dashes for the ropes, springs off and goes for rolling thunder. At the last possible second, Narly gets his knees up.

Adams: Despayre felt that one!

Melody Grace is bouncing with excitement. She urges Narly to make the tag, pounding the mat repeatedly to amp up the crowd and her man. Narly crawls to his corner quickly and tags in Radical.

Adams: Dude! Radical in!

Simone: Sha... wait, did I just say that?

Adams: Way dudette

Radical slings himself over the top rope and rushes over to Despayre. He drops down and goes for a quick pin.

Simone: Despayre quickly gets out

Despayre and Radical exchange lefts and rights to the crowd’s approval. The crowd is obviously torn between the two fan favorites. Radical catches Despayre out of nowhere with a beautiful dropkick. Radical follows up with an attempted legdrop, but he catches nothing but mat. Despayre tags Gabriel back in. Melody Grace pumps up the crowd with a “SURF BOYS” chant as she urges Radical back to his feet.

Adams: Melody getting the crowd going here! She's loving the manager role

As Radical is almost to his feet, Gabriel grabs him by the head and plants him to the mat with a facebuster. Gabriel quickly follows up with a pin attempt.

Simone: This is a high flying match

Adams: So many pins, it's like a pin factory

Despayre quickly scales the ropes to the top turnbuckle. He plays to the crowd before leaping high in the air.

Adams: Incoming!

Depayre flies through the air, but comes up with nothing but mat on his attempted flying leg drop. Radical covers.

Adams: Someone better scrape Radical off the canvas

Despayre picks the stunned Radical off the mat and shoves his head between his legs.

Simone: Despayre with evil intentions in mind here

Despayre drives Radical head first into the mat with his patented package piledriver. Despayre follows up with a cover.

Adams: Spike piledriver!

Simone: This one's done!

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!

Despayre rolls off Radical, and his partner helps him back to his feet to celebrate their hard fought victory.

Party Horde: C Will! C Will! C Will!

Justin Decent: Introducing the next challenger, hailing from Calgary, Alberta, Canada… weighing in at 235 pounds and standing at 6 feet 2 inches, he is… ”BLAQUE HART” BRUCE EVANS!!!!!!

A chorus of booing comes out as Blaque Hart Bruce Evans puffs his chest out. He roars at the camera, proudly displaying his “Blame America” shirt. He turns his attention to the side where he and “Primetime” Matthew Kennedy are seen talking back and forth. It almost appears as if they are trying to make a deal.

Justin Decent: And the next challenger, hailing from London, England… weighing in at 220 pounds and standing at 6 feet 4 inches feet, he is… ”PRIMETIME” MATTHEW KENNEDY!!!

The booing continues as we go around the ring to see “Hangman” Chett Hawkins getting himself pumped up. He reaches into his trunks and pulls out a business card to flash at the screen. He nods his head and points forcefully at it.

Justin Decent: And the next challenger, hailing from Corpus Christi, Texas… weighing in at 322 pounds and standing at 6 feet 8 inches, he is… ”HANGMAN” CHETT HAWKINS!!!

The camera swerves around to see Lucian Frost, who is securing his mask. He stands there valiantly, ready to get the match underway.

Justin Decent: Introducing the next challenger, hailing from Parts Unknown… weighing in at 165 pounds and standing at 5 feet 7 inches, he is… LUCIAN FROST!!!

Next up, Aleksei Koji comes walking up to the poolside area. He stops just short of his mark, and looks up at the championship. He points to it, and then nods his head as the crowd goes insane. He tosses an NXT shirt to one of the fans gathered at the separate barricade, and then walks to his starting position.

Justin Decent: And… introducing your Sin City Wrestling Roulette Champion… hailing from Bucharest, Romania… weighing in at 255 pounds and standing at 6 feet 5 inches, he is… ALEKSEI KOJI!!!

Party Horde: KOJI! KOJI! KOJI!

DING! DING! DING!

VS VS VS VS VS
ROULETTE TITLE MATCH

As the bell sounds, Kennedy and Evans quickly shove their way past Hangman to get at Lucian Frost. He ducks a clothesline from Evans, but he fails to escape the low blow from Kennedy. Both men beat down on the smaller Frost, making short work f him as they fling him into the pool.

Justin Decent: Lucian Frost has been eliminated!

Simone: That was awfully quick there!

Adams: Especially in the Roulette Division, you’ve gotta keep on your feet. One second you are in, and the next, you’re out. Simple as.

The two men exchange a high five as the champion comes barreling forward. Kennedy quickly blocks a punch as Evans lifts Koji up for an Atomic Drop that sends the champ reeling. Williams comes flying from around the corner as both men attempt to eliminate the champion. He wraps his arms around Kennedy with a Release German Suplex onto the unprotected deck of the boat. Meanwhile, Hawkins feels left out, so he looks around to see the nearby trampoline. He climbs onto it and jumps, building momentum with each bounce. Once he is high in the air, he uses his landing power to launch himself forward into the mess, leveling all of the competition at once!

Adams: It is rare to get to see the big guys fly, but when you add a trampoline into the mix…

Simone: … then things get really interesting.

Hawkins lays the boots down to anything that is trying to move, growling as he gives equal attention to everyone. Apparently Casey feels left out as he grabs onto Hawkin’s foot and slowly rises to his own. He shoves Hawkins back toward the pool, and turns around to focus on Kennedy once again. However, Hawkins swivels on his feet, teetering on the edge of the pool. He waves his arms around, trying to maintain balance. He finally does, and takes a second to assess the situation. Evans is slowly getting up, which causes Hawkins to slowly approach him. Evans’ head is quickly slammed back down to the deck as Hawkins lays boot after boot to it. Kennedy uses his head as he shoves Casey backward into Hawkins. Casey turns around as Hawkins argues with him. Hawkins shoves Williams, and Williams retaliates.

Simone: The two biggest guys in this fight are at each other’s throats. This spells disaster

Adams: D-E-S-A-S-T-E-R… Oh, nevermind... I misunderstood the directions.

Both men resort to blows, laying fist after fist to each other. Neither one seems to be backing down after each devastating blow. Behind them, Kennedy and Evans look to each other with a nod before landing a hard double dropkick into Casey’s back. He stumbles forward to his knees, and Hawkins teeters on the edge once more. As soon as he regains his balance, Kennedy shoulderbutts him into the pool.

Justin Decent: Chett “Hangman” Hawkins has been eliminated!

Kennedy turns back toward Evans to see him wrestling back and forth with Koji, only to turn back around to catch Williams replicating Hawkins’ air show. Casey, Kennedy, and the floor all collide together hard as Kennedy guards his face from Williams’ barrage of punches. Just a few feet away, Koji and Evans are exchanging blows when Evans scoops up the larger Koji for a sidewalk slam. He leaves the champ on the ground and comes over to the aid of his ally. He wraps his arms carefully around Casey’s neck, falling backward into a sleeper hold on Williams. Kennedy reaches deep inside as he finds the strength to get up. He looks down at Evans and Williams before a smirk comes over his face.

Simone: It is never a good thing when he gets that look on his face.

Adams: I can’t blame him for taking advantage of the situation. Wouldn’t you do the same?

Kennedy darts over to the trampoline and he begins jumping with all of his strength. He tries to get as high as he can, eyeballing the crossed ropes. He reaches up like he is going to jump for it, but takes a deep breath, worried about eliminating himself. He tries again but fails. As soon as he is about to go fr it, he feels a disturbance on the trampoline. Koji has leaped onto the trampoline as well, and he brought a present. He delivers the Kendo stick to Kennedy’s ribs twice before chucking it into the pool. Kennedy grounds himself a bit, but Koji wraps his legs around Kennedy’s neck and, as they bounce high, Koji hits a Hurricanrana that spins around twice!

Simone: OH MY GOD! That move would have been impressive with one spin, but two?

Adams: KOJI! KOJI! KOJI! What? So I’m a fan… I been on their tour bus and everything!

The audience is heard roaring all the way on the other side of the boat as both men roll around on the trampoline mat. Evans has Casey out cold when he looks over to the others. He works his way from under Casey, and then dashes over toward the trampoline. He jumps onto it, and uses his well-trained physique to quickly gain height despite the two men lying on the mat. He launches himself forward, colliding hard with the pole. He winces as he ensures his grip. He shimmies about a foot up before grabbing onto the red rope. He slowly pulls himself up, allowing himself to dangle from the ropes. He inches his way over toward the center, but doesn’t make it very far.

Kennedy: You stupid bloody Canuck!

Evans looks down to see Kennedy who is shouting at him about their deal. Evans gives him a proper one-fingered salute before he sees Koji launching a steel chair at him. As it collides with his body, he looses grip with one hand. However, he carefully positions so that his foot catches the lip of the chair, and it dangles there. He reaches up to regain his grip. He shouts out at Koji, when Kennedy blindsides Koji with an axe kick to the chin. Koji stumbles back on the trampoline, but goes forward for a jab that misses. As he swings around, Kennedy lifts him onto his shoulders and connects with a Death Valley Driver that elicits booing from the audience.

Adams: This is almost like a high quality backyard wrestling video, and it’s awesome!

Simone: I’m not sure those guys on youtube know a single wrestling maneuver, but this is a very highly contested bout. Possibly the most competitive of the night?

Meanwhile, on the ropes, Evans glances over at the title. He looks back to the competition, and then he sighs. He shimmies his way over to the large pole. He grabs onto the top of it and carefully swings himself around. He pulls himself up and perches himself on the top. He slowly lifts his leg up with the chair and grabs hold of it. Kennedy picks Koji up from the trampoline, hooking his arm around his neck when he is distracted by shouting.

Evans: Ey ya limey bastard!

As Kennedy looks up, Evans launches himself off of his perch, fifteen feet above, and he follows through with a Swanton Bomb formation, carefully holding the chair against his back to strengthen the impact!

Adams: These guys are impressing the hell outta me here tonight, Belinda!

Simone: They want to prove exactly why they are in this match in the first place. And they are not disappointing the fans, that’s for sure!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

All three men lie down almost motionless on the trampoline as Casey starts to come to. He looks around and sees the belt still dangling, when he inspects the poolside area. He notices the three competitors lying down and he picks himself up from the deck floor. He walks over to the trampoline and pulls Kennedy off. He yanks him up to his feet and begins shouting in his face. He shoves Kennedy’s head between his legs as he lifts him up into position for a Crucifix Powerbomb. He lands it quickly and with much force. However, he slowly stands back up, lifting Kennedy up for one more. Koji rolls off of the trampoline and slowly drags a table over. He shouts for Casey to wait. Koji sets the table up for Casey, giving him his blessing before backing up.

Simone: It looks like we are about to see a Kennedy get what is coming to him here.

Adams: He deserves more than a table if I’m honest, but I bet it’s still cool to watch…

Casey is about to drop him when Kennedy claws at his eyes. Kennedy hits a couple of punches before using the last bit of his energy to pull the massive Williams over with a Hurricanrana through the table. Kennedy gets up just in time for Koji to wrap his hand around Kennedy’s throat. Koji shouts at him in Romanian. Just then, Evans comes back into the picture, doing a leap frog over Koji, breaking his hold on Kennedy. As Kennedy gasps for air, and starts to thank Evans, he receives a boot to the gut. Evans twists him around into reverse powerbomb position. He holds him there for a second before landing his finisher into the pool.

Justin Decent: “Primetime” Matthew Kennedy has just been eliminated!

Adams: What? I almost don’t believe what I just seen here. They made a deal and that dirty Canuck backed out on it!

Simone: Evans showing us a more aggressive side than usual. But Kennedy did try deserting him first, so it’s warranted.

The audience cheers at Kennedy flails around in the water, screaming between waves of water muffling his speech. Evans waves him off, and he returns to facing off with Koji. He brings him back to the ground with a vertical suplex that causes Koji to clutch his back in pain. As Evans springs up, Casey grabs onto his shirt and tugs him forward. He wrestles the shirt off of him and then tosses it on the ground, spitting on it. Evans shouts at him, and Casey answers with a hard right. Evans returns with a spear, sending Casey’s back into the nearby pole. Evans uses Casey as he quickly climbs onto his shoulders. He uses the boost the shimmy up the pole once again.

Simone: Evans definitely gets an A for ingenuity here tonight!

Adams: Doesn’t that start with an E?

Simone: Have you been taking spelling courses at Dumbass University with Jamie Staggs?

Evans flings himself onto the ropes to climb the perch. He looks down at Casey, who is shouting up at him and he uses his balance to run a distance on the rope! Casey roars before he begins shaking the pole rapidly. Evans loses his balance, but clings onto the ropes, half way to the belt. Casey continues shaking the pole rapidly, causing Evans to nearly fall off. He clings for dear life when Koji comes off of one of the further trampolines with a spear to Evans! He grips onto Evans and the rope, prying him off, finger by finger. Finally, Evans falls down into the pool, making a big splash as he does.

Justin Decent: “Primetime” Matthew Kennedy has just been eliminated!

Adams: Evans really brought his A Game here tonight!

Simone: Bruce Evans certainly made an impact tonight, and I’m sure it speaks volumes to the bosses.

Koji shimmies over to the pole by Casey. He slides down and steps toe to toe with his stable mate. Casey’s clear size advantage doesn’t scare Aleksei as he proudly extends a hand out to Casey. They quickly shake and then take a few steps back. Their respect and admiration for one another really shines through. Aleksei jogs back and forth, pumping himself up. Casey cracks his neck, and the two New X-Tremes members act as if the bell had just sounded. Casey lunges forward, but Aleksei sidesteps it. As Casey turns around, Koji hits a hard right to the big man. He hits a couple more hard ones before dashing back toward a trashcan. He sees it isn’t bolted down, so he picks it up and heads over toward Casey.

Adams: It looks like Aleksei wants to prove just how X-Treme he is so he fits in with NXT!

Simone: They do have a funny way of showing their mutual respect and friendship… I don’t set my friends on fire, or hit them with trashcans.

Adams: With that attitude, you actually have friends?

Koji is respectful enough to dump out the trash before swinging at Casey. However, Casey punches forward, denting the can and sending it right into Koji’s face. The resident party boy stumbles backward as Casey rips the can from his hands. He sets the can on Koji’s head and then rattles him with devastating punch after punch. He then sends Koji flying toward the railing of the boat! He smirks as he darts forward. Koji knocks the can off, but isn’t lucky enough to avoid the clothesline from hell that sends him over the edge!

Simone: Oh my GOD! He just knocked Koji over the edge of the damn boat!

Adams: MAN OVERBOARD! Does that even count as an elimination? I mean he is wet…

Simone: Either way, Casey is bound to get the belt first… Wait a minute…

The audience roars in approval as Koji is seen slowly climbing the rails! Casey is bouncing on the trampoline to get to top of the pole. Koji drops himself over the railing quickly, not even the slightest bit damp. He scrambles to his feet as Casey gets to the ropes. They nearly buckle underneath his weight though, as he uses that to slide forward toward the belt. Koji dashes around the pool and over to the corner where he leaps up onto the trampoline. After a few good jumps, he leaps forward and onto the rope. He does everything in his power to make it to the center first, but Casey is lucky enough to get there first. He fidgets with the buckles, but before he can unhook it, Koji meets him there. Hanging from one arm, he slugs Casey in the face. Stunned, Casey lets another shot come to his face. Koji goes for another, but Casey beats him to the punch, literally.

Adams: Uh oh! This one is so close, Belinda! We could have a new champion here after one hell of a battle!

Simone: Either man is well deserving of that championship belt, and the best man will win.

They slug it out back and forth before Koji scoots back just a little bit. He swings his legs up, kicking Casey in the stomach. Casey lunges forward, but he is just out of reach. Koji swings forward with another powerful kick that causes Casey to lose his grip. Casey falls into the pool as Koji finishes undoing the belt. He has a hold of it and falls down just seconds after Casey.

Justin Decent: Casey Williams has been eliminated! Your winner and STILL SCW Roulette Champion… ALEKSEI KOJI!!!

After a moment, Aleksei makes his way out of the pool with the title held up high. Drew Patton holds his hand up in victory, but Casey quickly comes over, mumbling to Drew. Drew steps aside and Casey grabs onto Koji’s arm. He lifts it up high as Koji holds the belt in his other arm. The rest of NXT come out to the poolside area to celebrate with them.

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”On We March...” blares over the speakers and the crowd immediately knows who it is, even if it is on a ship. We see Kain coming out from backstage and go down the long ramp, keeping his balance steady as the crowd boos him instantly. He’s wearing a robe around him that fits him for a king, with a king’s crown on his head. In his right hand, he carries what looks like to be a staff or a scepter. He talks trash to the crowd as he makes his way downward, then he climbs up the steps, enters the ring, and heads to the middle of the ring. Off to his right shoulder, above him, is a medium-sized HDTV hanging above him. He takes a microphone from a stool and starts talking as the music dies down.

Kain: All of you shut up right now! When I’m here, all eyes are on me and everyone listens to what I have to say, because what everyone else says is very unimportant, so SHUT UP AND LISTEN!

The crowd booing flares up again and Kain yells at them for it as he looks around the arena. Then they quiet down and he speaks up again.

Kain: May I present to you, The King’s Court! It won’t be every week, but on days like these, when I have something to say, I will speak of it and you will listen! Today is going to be the easiest battle I’ve ever gone through. Tough as it may be, all five of my other pathetic challengers will be easy to destroy and the SCW heavyweight championship WILL BE MINE from this point on! In any case, I have my opponents to speak about, each of them something different. Let’s start with Nick Jones, shall we?

Kain grabs a remote control that’s also on the same stool, points it at the TV, and turns it on. On it, we see Nick Jones, celebrating with his entourage. This footage lasts for a few minutes. Then we see Kain on screen in his matches, with Ariel in his corner, never moving to help him, yet is there to cheer him on and support him. Then he pasues the footage and looks back at the crowd while the camera zooms on him.

Kain: It goes to show what a man that Nick Jones truly is. He tells people that he alone can tackle any challenge that is thrown his way. He tells people that may be cocky, but he is the best. There’s a problem with that. The only reason WHY he’s saying that is not because his matches are won by himself, which is very rare to see out of him, but it’s because of his ENTOURAGE that makes all the difference for him. You see, since Nick is a coward and a liar, he prefers his entourage to do all the dirty work for him and then get that last pin, then celebrate it like it was all him in the first place. Nick Jones, you are exactly what I described you to be seconds ago. Do you see Ariel come into any of my matches like that? Hell no, motherfucker! Ariel only gets involved when she feels right to do so! She knows that, unlike you, her man can take care of himself! Can you do that for yourself, Nick? I think not! When it comes down to it, your strategy is simple to deduce; you’re going to wait until everyone else beats each other up. They will be so tired and exhausted that you’ll just sneak by and win the gold. That, Nick, will NEVER HAPPEN. I don’t care if you beat me in past matches, because I will settle the score and the war between us in one blow! Your days are done, you worthless jackass! Now that I’ve owned Nick Jones, let’s move on to Jordan Williams, shall we?

Kain then unpauses the footage and we see Jordan “P.S.” Williams in many of his matches, either winning or losing, trying to make that legendary career happen with just one more run with the SCW title, which he hopes to accomplish today. Then we see Kain, not just in his best moments here, but his best moments in the underground fighting circuit. We watch as Kain kicks ass all over the place, whether it’s one guy or ten guys, and the crowd, while booing, can’t help but be amazed at this man’s prowess! Kain pauses the footage and looks to the crowd, speaking with the microphone in hand once again.

Kain: Here he is, the legendary man himself, the man that so desperately wants to win the SCW gold and make that one, last, triumphant run all for himself. But you see, there is a problem. I can’t help but take a gander at his second airing of that worthless promo of his and the truth is, he really didn’t have much to say. He’s way too distracted with other matters on hand. He thinks that he can just walk in here, demolish the competition before him, and get the gold. See, him and Nick share that ego bullshit they have together. Hell, they need to form a fanclub together, because their egos are that high! Oh wait, they DID try to form an alliance with each other and looked where that turned out. See, Jordan, you’re stupid, you’re gullible, and your foolish. Do you honestly think, boy, that despite your achievements, you are the man to lead the SCW? No, Jordan. You are not fit to do a fucking thing, so SHUT UP! You are worthless and you shouldn’t even be here at all. Hell, none of you should be here at all! As great as you try to be, you’ve failed, Jordan. You are no longer the man around here. I AM! When I win the gold and win I shall, you will bow to me and acknowledge me as your ultimate superior. You got that, asshole? I’m better than you in every way, shape, and form! None of you can touch me or what the King can do inside that ring! Now get of my sight, Jordan, you weak ingrate! Let’s move on to Bo Dreamwolf, the only man that I’ve come to respect than anyone else around here.

Kain turns the footage back on and we see Bo and his trainer together, celebrating many wins and going through the lows together. It seems very clear that Bo Dreamwolf loves and admires his trainer, even thanking him a thousand times over. Then we see Kain, taking on all the battles by himself or with Ariel. Kain nods to the screen as we see him display incredible feats of power and speed not seen from any normal man. Kain pauses the footage and looks at the crowd, speaking again.

Kain: Bo Dreamwolf is the only man that I respect. Unlike the rest of these ass clowns, he chose to face me like a man. He attacked me first and made it clear that he wasn’t scared of me. I respect that and everything he’s done. But respect has to be thrown out of the window and he’s certainly a hypocrite in his words. He tells me that he respects me too, but doesn’t when I spoke the truth. Odd, isn’t it? And then there of course, he holds a lot of self-esteem and love for his mentor. That’s fine, but the truth is, I don’t require a mentor to share my victories and losses with. I don’t like to sit back and think about how far I would have gotten if it wasn’t for my mentors. You see, all I wanted to do was learn how to fight and I did that. I paid a lot of money to get the training I wanted and once I got that training, I pretty much DISCARDED THEM completely from my life. I took what I learned and form it into my own style, a style that I feel cannot be topped by any man or woman on the planet, except for Ariel, who is my equal. And so, it begs the question from you, Bo; how will your trainer feel when I have destroyed and humiliated his star pupil? You tell me that you will not bow to me and fear no man, yet that’s about to change, isn’t it? I know it! You know it too! You see, Bo, every man has be afraid of something and I will be the first human you will fear. Everytime you see me, with the championship gold after tonight no doubt, you will quake in terror. You will wonder to yourself “Why exactly did I take on this man in the first place?” After tonight, you will know that answer, Bo. As much as we respect each other across the ring, you won’t like it when I’m angry and pissed if things do not go my way. I have no intention of backing down quietly into the night. Despite your efforts, Bo Dreamwolf, you will not be walking out of the cruise with the SCW heavyweight championship gold around your waist. It just won’t happen! And speaking of people getting angry if things don’t go their way, time to deal with Rage!

Kain looks back at the monitor and hits the play button on the remote. We see Rage grow incredibly furious when his “bad side” is revealed and we see him cause pain, destruction, and misery towards his foes. Kain closes his eyes, throws his head back, and laughs at the foolishness and stupidity that Rage is constantly showing on the screen. The crowd is unsure what of make of Kain’s reaction, yet he manages to compose himself. Still smiling, he stops the footage entirely, places the remote back on the stool, and now looks straight at the camera with a nasty look on his face.

Kain: Rage, you have far too many issues to contend with and one of them is obviously plain to see. Are you the Incredible Hulk or some stupid bullshit? I don’t care about your bad side, because it just plain fucking sucks. I’ve gotten angry before and you know what, asshole? I make sure to keep my anger in check and use it at the right opportunity! You see, both of us are monsters, but I won’t be like what you are now with that gold around the waist. “You don’t want me mad, Kain, because it’s going to cost you”. I know that’s not what you said, word for word, but it’s the same thing, isn’t it? Let’s face it, Rage, you simply got LUCKY with your win against Nick Jones. In fact, it had NOTHING to do with skill and if you are somehow able to manage all of this by the skin of your teeth, it will be nothing but luck by your side and you retaining the championship to be nothing more but a FLUKE! However, since I’m involved in this match-up, motherfucker, your days as the champion are done. I assure you, going into this match, these other guys won’t be the real deal around here. I AM THE REAL DEAL IN THIS MATCH! Since you’re nothing but a no-class has-been around here, I guess it’s time for the King to come in and place you in his place. You’re about to find out, punk, exactly why I am the most complete fighter in the world today. That gold that you are holding right now? Make sure to make it shine really nice, because I’m coming into town to take it over from you and watch you become exactly what you were before, during, and after; A PAPER CHAMPION! Oh and after I kick your ass and make you my bitch all over this cruise, you will NOT be getting another title shot from me, because you aren’t worth the time or patience! You got that, you worthless bitch?

As for Lucas Darby, I don’t need to talk about him. That’s the only thing that everyone agrees on; he flat-out sucks and won’t make much of a difference in tonight’s brutal melee. But make no mistake, people, I WILL WIN. You can boo me all you want, but I am the best damn thing to ever happen to the SCW and tonight, after I destroy these five men and walk away with the tiele, nothing will ever be the same again! I am Kain, The King Of Kings, and all of you will bow to me and acknowledge me as the greatest thing to EVER HAPPEN around here! Now get of my sight!

Kain throws the microphone and laughs as he raises the scepter high, the crowd booing him mercilessly He walks out of the ring and heads to the back as the camera jumps backstage.

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The cameras pan behind the scenes to find Odette Ryder and her mentor and fellow New XTremes member Spike Staggs, walking towards the ring. Spike has his spiny NWA world heavy weight championship draped over his right shoulder proudly. Odette is rubbing her hands together while walking her eyes focused on the floor she seems nervous.

Spike: Hey listen here; you’ll be fine tonight okay? Just remember what I put you through in training and this match will be like a walk in a park.

Spike laughed while trying to reassure Odette, busting out a small smile she looked up at him.

Odette: Easy for you to say you have your gold.

Tapping his championship belt the young Aussie just kept walking.

Spike: Somehow I don’t think it’s just this match that has you nervous? I mean you have been hiding in the gym or the NXT locker room all night.

Odette: I’m not hiding from anyone Spike… I just like hanging out with you guys… even Vixen!

Shaking his head Spike looked down at Odette

Spike: You two really have to sort your problems out.

Odette: we will but I have bigger things to worry about at the moment… like not losing my cool in this match tonight.

Mr Staggs almost seemed surprised by what Odette had said.

Spike: Well don’t be in fact tonight O Ryder… I want you to slap the taste out of Carly’s mouth…

Odette stopped dead in her tracks and turned towards Spike

Odette: You told me in training not to let my emotions get the better of me and that slaps don’t win matches… now you’re telling me to slap the taste out of her mouth?

Spike just winked and looked up over Odette, noticing that someone was standing directly behind her. Odette had her back turned so she couldn’t see who was there but the smile on Spike’s face was priceless.

Spike: Well just one slap shouldn’t hurt right? I mean Carly did screw you over… But hey I’ve gotta run and get back to the room in time to see your match from beginning to end… But Good Luck.

He reached down and gave the young Aussie a hug, Odette just shook her head but was smiling. Pulling away from the hug her Australian accent was heard once more.

Odette: Luck is for losers Spike…

Adams: wait didn’t Odette Tweet good luck to the champion Brooklyn earlier tonight?

Spike just laughed and walked off spinning on her heels Odette went to take a step but walked straight into one half of the Tag Team Champions Gabriel. Her mouth dropped open as she seemed shocked.

Gabriel: Hey.

Gabriel smiles, his hand on his tag team title over his shoulder

Odette: Hi

Odette bites her lip and smiles.

Gabriel: You have that title match coming up next, right?

Odette nods, flicking her hair behind her ear.

Odette: Yes.

Gabriel: You’ll be fine alright?

Odette smiles at Gabriel, her eyes bright and full of life

Odette: Thank you. I've been hoping to talk to you about what happened the other night.

Gabriel smiles and raises a finger to Odette's lips. Gabriel leans in, moving his hand around the back of Odette's neck, his thumb tracing Odette's jawline. Gabriel softly plants a kiss on Odette's lips, forcing a cheer from the crowd. Odette wraps her arms around Gabriel's neck, holding him close. After a few seconds, Gabriel pulls his head away, his forehead resting on Odette's. The two look in to each others eyes smiling as the camera fades back to ringside.

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Justin: The following contest is for the Bombshell championship. Introducing first from Lafayette, LA, weighing inn at one hundred and twenty five pounds, she is Carly Athens!

"Riot" By Three days Grace hits. Carly walks out with a serious look on her face. The fans start having a mixed reaction towards her. She throws up the rocker horns as gets a few cheers. Carly walks down the ramp still slapping a few of the fans hands. Her hips have a little sway to them as well as a sassy walk. As she gets to the apron she smirks. Walking up the steps she licks her lips so suductively and jumps over the top rope with an evil smile

Justin: And her opponent, from Queensland, Australia, weighing in at one hundred and twenty six pounds, she is Odette Ryder!

“Oooh whatcha gonna now? Whatcha gonna do when the rhythm comes kickin you?” as the spine tingling sounds of Dimestone Hood blares across the personal address system the SCW arena fills with darkness. The sound of cheers can be heard as the majority of the male fans start hooting and hollering as they await the arrival of one of their favourite bombshells to emerge from behind the thick black stage curtain. “Breath life a disease gonna get you, off of me” as the lights start to flicker bright shades of blue, the curtain starts to open and slowly Odette’s dainty figure is shown standing at the top of the ramp. Biting her bottom lip Odette surveys the crowded arena, whilst simply placing her hands down by her side. Starting her short journey down the cold steel ramp Odette’s skin is covered in goose bumps as the crowd is cheering in appreciation. Her black ripped jeans hug so tightly to her glittery skin as the lighting in the arena slowly starts to return back to normal. Sliding into the ring under the bottom rope the camera man can’t help but try to get a sneaky look down the front of Odette’s super tight top, noticing this Odette gives the camera a cheeky smirk. Jumping up to her feet she walks over towards the ropes, turning sharply just before reaching them, Odette hooks her arms around the top rope using the curves from her elbows. Pushing back on the ropes Odette’s piercing green eyes focus up towards the ramp as she awaits the arrival of her opponent as ‘Blood in my eyes’ fades from the Pa system.

Justin: And their opponent, from Brooklyn, New York, weighing in at one hundred and forty pounds, she is the current SCW Bombshell Champion, she is Brooklyn Carter!

HEEEELLLLOOOOO BROOOOOKKKLLLYYYNNNNN blasts through the speakers, the crowd jump to their feet as the arena grows dark. The lights flicker on and off as Brooklyn slowly makes her way from behind the curtain toward the ramp, she plays the crowd for a couple minutes before making her way down the ramp. Brooklyn stops in the middle of the ramp, and points out to the crowd as purple and black pyro shoot from both sides of the ramp, she makes her way further down the ramp and slides in the ring playing towards the crowd as she waits for her opponents to approach.

VS VS
BOMBSHELL TITLE TRIPLE THREAT MATCH

The referee calls for the bell, but before the third ring, Odette takes Carly down with a spear, wrapping her hands around Carly's hair and slamming it back down against the canvas, slamming it hard. Brooklyn stands back, watching Odette slam Carly's head down. A smile crosses Brooklyn's face as she watches Carly scream out in pain. Odette sits up, straddling Carly and punches down on her head, shot after shot echoing arounf the cruise shit. Carly covers up and the referee looks closely, warning Odette about closed fists. Odette glares at the ref, her usual bubbley persona seemingly buried under the past few weeks of back stabbing. Odette growls towards Drew Patton, forcing the junior referee to back off and step out of the way. Odette brings Carly to her feet with a handful of hair and forces her towards the corner with a stinging right hand to the jaw. Brooklyn continues to stand back, a smile of satisfaction on her face as her opponents attack each other. Odette starts to slam hard shots to Carly's head, right hand after right hand.

Adams: Seeing a whole new side to Odette here.

Simone: If that Carly woman did to me, what she did to Odette, I'd knock her on her ass too.

Odette climbs on the second rope, standing over Carly and throwing shots towards her head but Carly steps forward, out of the corner, holding Odette up, before dropping her down with a falling spinebuster. Carly springs up, looking down on Odette, a look of anger on her face, which soon changes to a smile.

Simone: Damn, this girl's got more faces then a town clock.

Carly turns around to Brooklyn and smiles, waving her fingers at her.

Adams: This woman is like my grannys clock, cuckoo, cuckoo.

Carly moves towards Brooklyn but Brooklyn shakes her head and drills Carly with a shot to the jaw, knocking her to the floor.

Adams: People don't like Brooklyn, but say what you will, she's not falling for Carly's craziness.

Simone: She has a title to defend, friendships go out the window here

Brooklyn moves over Carly, stomping on her while shes on the floor. Brooklyn shakes her head at Carly and pulls her to her feet, throwing her against the ropes. As Carly comes back, Brooklyn lifts her over with a huge back body drop, sending a huge thump around the arena. Brooklyn pulls Carly to her feet and jolts behind her, hooking her in reverse and slamming her down with a resounding reverse DDT. Brooklyn goes for the cover and Drew drops down to count.

1...
2...

Odette pulls Brooklyn off.

Simone: Odette making the save.

Adams: And not bad counting from the junior ref.

Simone: All referees can count Jason.

Adams: I knew one once who counted, 1, 3, 5.

Simone: Ugh!

Odette pulls Brooklyn to her feet and away from Carly, kicking her in the gut and hooking her up for a snap DDT, dropping the champion down to the canvas. Odette gets to her feet and looks at the fallen Brooklyn, dropping a quick leg across the champions chest. Odette jumps back up to her feet as the crowd cheer her on and pulls Brooklyn back to her feet. Odette kicks Brooklyn in the gut and hooks her head up, swinging around and nailing a swinging neckbreaker, Brooklyn landing flat on her back. Odette rolls over to cover Brooklyn.

1...
2...

Brooklyn kicks out

Adams: Takes a lot to beat a champ like Brooklyn.

Odette gets to her feet and throws Brooklyn towards the corner. Brooklyn slams in to it chest first, but Odette follows in with a splash, crushing Brooklyn in to the corner. Odette lands on her feet and Brooklyn turns around. Odette lifts her on to the top rope and looks to climb up, but Brooklyn punches her down. Odette lands on her knee and Brooklyn dives off the top of the rope, grabbing Odette as she flies over and nailing her with a sunset flip powerbomb in to a pin! Drew drops down to make the count.

1...
2...

Carly kicks Brooklyn in the chest, knocking her off.

Simone: Carly saves her chance of title glory, after that huge move from Brooklyn.

Odette rolls towards the ropes and Carly stomps on her, kicking her out of the way before turning her attention to Brooklyn. Carly pulls Brooklyn off her feet and slaps her around the face with a smile. Carly grabs hold of Brooklyn's head and pulls her to the center of the six sided ring and puts her head under Brooklyn's jaw before jumping down with a sitout jawbreaker. Brooklyn falls backwards and spins, falling to her knees, with her chest across the middle rope. Carly walks over and smiles. She pulls her hand back and slap Brooklyn across the rear end!

Simone: God damn! That little country girl is crazier then we throught!

Adams: Every man that saw that, just put a jacket over their laps!

Carly steps back before charging towards Brooklyn, jumping on her back and bouncing up and down.

Adams: Ride em cowgirl!

Carly gets up and turns around, posing for the crowd, only to be met with a chorus of boos. Carly yells back at the crowd. As she turns around, Odette Ryder swings a leg around and blasts Carly in the face with a chick kick! Carly falls backwards against the ropes and Odette runs towards her. Carly quickly drops and lifts Odette up, dropping her across the ropes. Odette bounces back in the center of the ring and Carly grabs her head, charging her towards Brooklyn and slamming Odette in to her. Brooklyn bounces back against the ropes and rubs back towards Odette and Carly. Brooklyn tries a flipping clothesline in Odette's direction but Odette ducks and Brooklyn nails Carly with it, taking the country girl down to the canvas.

Adams: Every shot counts I guess.

Brooklyn gets back to her feet but turns right in to Odette Ryder, who grabs Brooklyn's head, spins to the side and slams her backwards with a Russian leg sweep. Odette goes for the cover but before Drew can drop down to count, Carly grabs Odette and throws her through the middle rope, to the outside of the ring. Carly drops down on Brooklyn for the cover.

1...
2...

Brooklyn kicks out strongly.

Simone: Carly doesn't look happy.

Carly stands up, pulling Brooklyn with her, but Odette is on the ring apron. She pulls back on the top rope, jumping up and using it as a springboard, diving over the rope with a suicide dive, taking both Carly and Brooklyn down.

Adams: There's a flying Aussie! I didn't know they could fly!

The crowd roar their approval as Odette gets back on her feet, standing next to Brooklyn and Carly, who are laying side by side. Odette turns around and leaps backwards with a standing moonsault, landing on both opponents. Odette stays on top.

1...
2...

Both kick out!

Simone: Odette is building huge momentum here.

Odette stands up and looks down at her fallen opponents and moves towards the corner. She pulls herself up on the middle rope, slowly pulling herself to the top rope, but before she can turn around, Carly is on her feet. Carly moves towards Odette, putting her back to the turnbuckle and grabbing Odette's legs and stepping up backwards on to the bottom, then middle rope. Carly tugs at Odette, jumps forward and pulls her off the top rope, slamming her down hard with a huge powerbomb!

Simone: Odette could have a broken back from that huge fall!

Carly goes for the cover.

1...
2...

Brooklyn just breaks up the cover!

Adams: If Brooklyn didn't make the same, we'd be crowning a new champion right now!

Brooklyn pulls Carly to her feet, slamming huge shots to the jaw, the realization that her title was close to leaving her possession, fuels her on. Brooklyn pulls Carly in close and puts her head under her arm, lifting Carly up in the air with a suplex and dropping her down hard on her head with a huge brainbuster! Brooklyn looks out at the booing crowd, ignoring them and pulls Carly back to her feet, staying on the attack of one of her challengers. As Carly gets to her feet, Brooklyn kicks her in the gut, doubling her over. Brooklyn pulls Carly's head between her legs and hooks up her arms before dropping her with a big pedigree! Brooklyn rolls Carly over and goes for the cover.

1...
2...

Carly puts a foot on the bottom rope, stopping Drew from slamming down his hand for the third time.

Adams: Wow! This match is just.... wow!

Brooklyn pushes her hair back from her face, as the crowd chant "this is awesome". Brooklyn moves herself back in to the corner, getting herself to her knees and planting one foot on the ground.

Simone: I think Brooklyn could be setting up for The Carter. She's laying in wait.

Brooklyn waits for Carly to get to her feet. As Carly does, Brooklyn charges towards Carly, diving down low looking for The Carter, but before Brooklyn can nail it, Odette runs across the ring and jumps in the air, connecting with a famasser on Brooklyn's head and driving her to the canvas!

Adams: From nowhere!

Odette rolls Brooklyn over and goes for the pin.

1...
2...
3....NO! Brooklyn barely gets a shoulder up!

Adams: I thought that was it!

Simone: This match is taking everything that have, and they're willing to give it all!

Odette looks around the crowd, cheering her on and gets to her feet. Odette pulls Brooklyn to her feet, grabbing her by the head and throwing her over the top rope. Before Odette can turn around, Carly hooks her head up from behind.

Simone: Carly looking for the Fired Up!

As Carly spins, Odette grips her arm and spins out, grabbing Carly's head and jumping up with a double knee jawbreaker!

Simone: That move seems familiar!

Adams: I guess her and Gabriel are not just sharing lips!

Odette looks towards the top rope and moves towards them. Odette jumps to the top rope. She turns around and looks down at Carly and flies off the top rope, spinning in the air.

Simone: OD Spiral!

Odette stays on top for the cover.

1...
2...

Brooklyn jumps in the ring, flying towards Odette

3!

Brooklyn lands just too late

DING DING DING

The fans burst out in cheers

Justin: The winner of the match and NEW SCW Bombshell champion..... ODETTE RYDER!

Adams: Odette has won the bombshell title!

Simone: The Aussie bombshell has done it. Brooklyn Carter has been dethroned!

Adams: Get the feeling Brooklyn won't let this one slide away.

The camera focuses in on Odette holding the Bombshell title above her head.

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There is a brief interlude between matches and the camera moves along the audience, catching the capacity crowd on the ship clapping and cheering. Signs are held up and the fans wave when two familiar faces of the past are spotted in the front row.

Adams: Holy...! Look who's here!

The camera shows us the multi-time championship combination of Thunder and Chippendale, known collectively as the legendary tag team of Twisted Steel & Sex Appeal!

The fans near them pat them on the back and shoulders and many embrace them with arms around the shoulders and waists as the retired grapplers wave to the camera.

Adams: I didn't know they were here!

Simone: Neither did I! Those two are legends in the realm of tag team wrestling! There's not a tag team championship they set their eyes on that they didn't hold! Between singles and tag team gold, those two held over a combined fifty championships!

SCW roving reporter Pussy Willow is standing now along the front row with her microphone.

PW: Fans, we have just discovered there are even more legends in the midst as right here we have former tag team champions many times over, and retired Hall of Famers, Chippendale and Thunder, Twisted Steel & Sex Appeal!

The crowd cheers!

PW: Gentlemen, we have to ask; what brings you two all the way from New York City?

She holds the microphone over to Chippendale.

Chippendale: Are you kidding? Top quality wrestling and some time in the sun? You can't ask for anything more! Well, unless it involves rubbing lotion all over this guy's.... ok I'm going to stop before I lose all credibility!

The crowd laughs.

PW: Thunder, any predictions tonight for the big main event? Six men all vying for the big thing!

Thunder: And they're all more than welcome to get a piece of the 'big thing', preferably two at a time. I'm not as young as I used to be.

The crowd laughs.

Thunder: But if I have to make a choice in the heavyweight title match, I'm going with our old friend Jordan. He's going to walk out of there as the new champion.

PW holds the microphone over to Chippendale who nods in agreement.

Chippendale> Yeah, Jordan! Definitely!

PW: Well there you have it! That has to be a huge confidence booster for Jordan Williams! Back to you!

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**Video feed from hours before the show**

Heavyweight Champion, Rage, is spotted walking down the halls of the ship. He's headed in the direction of the gym. Draped over his right shoulder is his coveted SCW Heavyweight Championship, and in his left hand he holds a large giftbag with blue and white tissue paper sticking out of the top. He has the smallest of grins at the corner of his mouth, as he walks up to the gym doors, peeking inside. Odette Ryder can be seen inside, getting a last minute work out in before her big match.

Rage: This shit is going to be funny...

Rage whispers to himself before he takes a step inside, heading toward Odette. She spots him heading towards her, and crinkles her nose at him almost angry to see him. He notices this look as he walks up standing in front of her.

Rage: Do I sense some hostility, Odette? I thought you wanted to be friends?

Odette stops her workout briefly, folding her arms across her chest and pouts.

Odette: I would, but you were being so mean to me on Twitter last night!

Rage: Hey, I was only having fun. You can't blame me for that. But, I guess if we're not friends, I can take this little gift I got for ya and give it to someone who wants it. It's a shame...I picked it out especially for you.

Rage goes to turn and walk away when Odette jumps up, and grabs his arm. He stops, smiles an evil little smile towards the camera and turns back around to face the Aussie bombshell.

Odette: Wait! You got that for me?! What is it?!

Rage lifts the bag up, looking at it.

Rage: If I told you it wouldn't be a surprise now would it? It's just a little something I picked up a couple weeks ago. I saw it and immediately knew I had to get it for ya. I've just been waiting for the right moment, and, well, after I was such an asshole on Twitter last night, I figured this could be a sort of...apology?

Odette looks at the bag, then to Rage, a sign of reluctance on her face.

Rage: No hard feelings?

Rage holds the bag out to Odette, waiting for her to take it. She thinks for a few seconds then takes the bag out of Rage's hand, excitedly. She shakes it, as if trying to get a clue as to what is inside but all she hears is the crinkling of the tissue paper. She grabs some of the tissue paper, pulling it out of the bag, and Rage's smole grows even more.

Rage: Oh I think now would be the time to mention that this came from Sea World.

As Odette rips the tissue paper out excitedly, her excitement soon turns to horror she pulls the "gift" from out of the bag, turns it around and those cute little Dolphin eyes are staring at her. She screams, tosses the stuffed Dolphin at Rage and runs away. The dolphin falls to the ground, but Rage picks it up, and looks at it with a laugh.

Rage: Come on now, it's only flipper!! How can you be scared of flipper?!

He bursts put laughing, then shrugs.

Rage: Ah well..Maybe Carly will like it.

He then walks away, towards the door. As he walks out if the gym, a foot sticks out from the right of the door, but Rage doesn't notice. He trips and goes flying forward, hitting his head on the wall with a loud *THUD!* He spins gets back to his feet and spins around to see Odette looking at him with a satisfied smile.

Odette: This is a war you won't win RageFace! Just remember that!

Without another word, she turns and heads back into the gym, leaving a very disgruntled Rage out in the hall, holding his head. He throws the dolphin down the hall with a loud growl before he walks away from the gym.

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The camera returns to the six-sided ring and the evening is finally beginning to come to a close. The skyline is a majestic blend of yellow, orange, blue and red, in a magnificent gift of the sun sinking in the horizon and the stars just beginning to shimmer in the deepening sky.

The crowd applauds as head referee, Jasmine St. John power walks up the aisle and climbs onto the ring apron where Justin Decent holds the ropes open for her so that she might step inside. Jasmine walks over to the far corner and stands stoically, patiently waiting, as Justin takes his spot in the middle of the ring with the microphone.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest in the Main Event of 'Summer XXXTreme' and it is the Six-Pack Challenge for the Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Championship!

The crowd breaks out in a chorus of cheers!

Simone: This is the one we've been waiting for weeks! The biggest Main Event in SCW history! Six men! Five challengers and one champion, going at it to decide who will walk away as the SCW Heavyweight Champion!

Adams: You know, nobody told us how this works exactly. Is it one fall or elimination?

Simone: As I understand it, Christian and Mark talked before this event ever started and it will be elimination. The last man standing will be the champion.

Adams: Sweet!

Justin: Introducing first! From Detroit, Michigan, weighing 240 pounds ... Kain!

The song, On We March, fills the air with its thumping bass drum and the noise creeps its way in. As the ominous bass-line begins to play, the couple walk out, hand-in-hand. As the crowd spews their venom towards Kain, he replies back with an angry snarl, his eyes never wavering from the ring. As soon as the couple finishes their walk on the ramp, Ariel steps behind her man, unties the robe and takes it off him, removing his cowl as well. Kain's muscular body is shown from head to foot and while the crowd boos at him, the women cannot help but scream for him while the men cannot help but be jealous of his look and stature, cameras flashing everywhere in the arena. Kain turns to his girl and the two embrace each other in a deep, passionate kiss. Then Kain breaks it off and climbs up the steel steps. He places both hands on the top rope from the apron and jumps on it. A second later, Kain executes a forward-flip. As he lands into the ring, flaming pyro explodes from all four sides. Kain makes his way to each corner of the ring, pumping his right fist in the air, trash-talking to the crowd and acknowledging them as the cameras flash rapidly from the crowd. He steps down from the last turnbuckle, walks over to his corner, then provides a cold, icy stare at the entrance ramp, awaiting his opponents as "On We March" dies down.

Justin: From Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing 214 pounds, to be accompanied by Presley Spencer ... Lucas Darby!

The crowd is buzzing, waiting for the next match to begin. Except for a very select few, whom are off getting drinks or food. That ends though when "Bad Company" by Five Finger Death Punch begins to blare as the sound of a motorcycle cranking is heard in the background. People begin rushing back to their seats and they all have very mixed reactions toward the music alone, knowing who it is already. Then they lay eyes on the man as he comes around the corner, riding his Harley-Davidson Super Glide Sport motorcycle and revving up his engine. He smiles out at the crowd, as you see his girlfriend and manager Presley Spencer riding behind him with one arm raised up. Lucas Darby drives it down to ringside and parks it, getting off of it quickly. Presley gets off also and stands at ringside, cheering on her man. Lucas rolls into the ring and starts taking off his black leather jacket that says "The Sons" on it, preparing for the match.

Justin: From Tahlequah, Oklahoma, weighing 217 pounds, to be accompanied by Austin Parker ... Bo Dreamwolf!

The calls of "Return to Innocence" sounds across the PA system. Between the first chant and the second chant, Dreamwolf and Austin appear and stand at the top of the ramp with Bo bowing his head. Then around the second chant, both men march towards the ring, Bo's eyes fixed on the ring and the opponents within. Sliding inside, he then mounts the turnbuckle in the corner and raises a fist to the fans, letting loose with his own war cry to which the fans reply with enthusiastic cheers and applause as Austin joins him inside. Bo drops down and Austin guides him over toward a corner.

Justin: From Atlanta, Georgia, weighing 255 pounds ... Jordan P.S. Williams!

"Thugz Passion" by Tupac blast arena speakers as a spotlight is shined on the entrance to show smoke engulfs the area. Suddenly Jordan "PS" Williams emerges from the smoke and the crowd erupts into cheers! Jordan stops at the top of the entrance with his head down. Jordan slowly lifts his head up to show his cocky grin and the crowd goes into an uproar. The spotlight follows as Jordan walks down the aisle pumped up. Jordan slaps fives with the fans. Over zealous fans try to pull him into the crowd! Security breaks it up as Jordan has a big smile on his face. Jordan continues to slap fives with the fans until he climbs onto the apron. Jordan hops into the ring and climbs to the second turnbuckle. The fans are cheering and chanting "TOO GOOD FOR YA! TOO GOOD FOR YA!" as Jordan takes in the scene and then does his double guns pose (ala Jeff Hardy) before hopping down to the canvas.

Justin: From Los Angeles, California, weighing 251 pounds, too be accompanied by the Entourage ... Nick Jones!

"It ain't braggin' mutha f#cka if ya back it up!" A loud chorus of boos fills the arena as "Cocky" by Kid Rock blasts throughout. Moments later, Nick Jones walks out through the curtain, causing the boos to intensify. Nick walks to the top of the rampway and then stops for a moment. He then waits as the lovely Diana Roberts makes her way out behind him. Nick drops down to a knee as, a cocky smirk then comes across his face as he flexes his muscles. Diana rubs Nick's chest as he looks at his muscles, looking rather impressed with himself as the smirk on his face grows. Nick then gets up and takes Diana's arm and turns and looks back at the ramp and waits as Nick's "muscle", Big B and Slick Tony make their way out. The two men flank Nick and Diana as they make their way down the rampway. They all head down the rampway, slowly walking down as Nick makes sure to taunt and mock all of the fans on his way down to the ring, flipping off a few people here and there. Nick then walks to the steel steps and waits for Diana to climb up first, as he watches her from behind, before he quickly walks up them and then walks across the apron, while Big B and Tony wait outside the ring. Nick steps one leg into the ring and then takes a seat onto the middle rope for a moment, holding the ropes open as Diana climbs in. Nick sits there for a moment, just looking around the arena. He looks at all the people sitting around and just gets a look of disdain on his face as he shakes his head in disgust, soliciting even more jeers from the audience. Nick laughs at this response as he turns away from the crowd to climb into the ring. He swings his other leg into the ring and then walks over to his corner, where Diana sits on the top turnbuckle. Nick leans back as Diana rubs his shoulders, as Nick stands there and waits with a cocky and confident smirk on his face.

Justin: And finally, from Parts Unknown, weighing 300 pounds, to be accompanied by the Seven Deadly Sins, he is the current reigning and defending SCW Heavyweight Champion ... Rage!

"Waking The Demon" by Bullet for My Valentine starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the SCW Heavyweight Champion, and the Sin of Wrath, Rage, appears from behind the curtain, along with Synn, Gabriel, Despayre and Kittie. He stands at the entrance for a few moments, holding the Heavyweight Title above him as the crowd cheers him on. He drapes the belt over his shoulder and begins making his way to the ring. Once to the ring, Rage walks up the steel steps, stepping over the top rope to enter the ring, where he once again hoists the SCW Heavyweight Title above him to the cheering crowd.

Simone: Look at that look on Nick Jones's face! He wants that championship back something bad!

Adams: I thought he had to poop!

Simone: Did you notice Rage has his own entourage out here for this one?

Adams: Big surprise! He isn't about to take the chance that one of Nick's goons is going to help him win that title.

Simone: Indeed not, and look. Nick is none too happy about the extra people at ringside.

Indeed as Nick is right over with Jasmine, pointing out at everyone who came to the ring with their wrestlers, especially that of the Sins. Despayre takes a moment to wave to Big B who smiles and waves back, then gets smacked upside the head by Tony.

Simone: Nick Jones is a god damn hypocrite! It's okay for him to bring all of those people to the ring with him, but god forbid someone decides to even the playing field! He doesn't want anyone else out there who might keep his people from helping him in this match!

Adams: Doesn't look like Jasmine's having any of it any way!

Jasmine shrugs her indifference towards Nick and he gets upset, his face flushed, and he pokes her in the chest but she slaps his hand aside.

Adams: Oo hoo hoo! Nick didn't like that!

Simone: And Jasmine doesn't care! She is taking charge of this one!

All of the seconds begin to exit the ring, taking a moment to wish their respective wrestler good luck. Jasmine then goes first to Jordan, then Nick, Rage and finally Bo, instructing them out to the corners. All four men share dark looks and step out onto the ring apron in their respective corners.

Simone: Unlike a Triple Threat or Four Corner match, in a Six Pack Challenge, the wrestlers get to tag in and out.

Adams: And it's Lucas Darby and Kain starting this!

Jasmine turns and calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

MAIN EVENT - SCW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
VS VS VS VS VS
HEAVYWEIGHT SIX-PACK CHALLENGE

The crowd is solidly behind Lucas as the bell sounds. Kain comes out of his own corner and the two begin to circle, Lucas clapping his hands together, rallying the crowd. The pair meet in the middle of the ring and go for the lock up, when Kain ducks the attempt and uses his legs to sweep Lucas's own out from under him. Darby drops to his back and the back of his head hits the canvas.

Simone: Slick move, I have to admit.

Kain backs up, smirking in a condescending manner at the rookie of the match. Lucas slowly sits upright, staring at him, then gets to his feet. They circle again and this time they do lock up, and Kain brings a knee up, right into Lucas's ribcage. Lucas doubles over, and Kain hits an uppercut palm strike to the chin that staggers the young man. Lucas staggers around and Kain clubs him in the back with a double axe handle, knocking him down to his knees. Kain then reels him in by the arm and knocks him down to the may with a short-arm clothesline. Kain looks down at Lucas and plants a boot on his chest.

Simone: Oh can you believe the arrogance of Kain with a pin attempt like that.

Jasmine drops down to count the pin...

1..... Lucas kicks out.

Kain grabs Lucas and runs him face-first into the ropes where he chokes him over the middle rope, and Jasmine issues her count.

1...
2...
3...
4...

Kain breaks just long enough to stop the count, then he goes right back and drapes his leg over the back of Lucas's head and neck, choking him all over again as Jasmine counts.

1...
2...
3...
4...

Kain breaks once again and backs up with a smile on his face, shrugging in indifference toward the referee.

Simone: You know if he ties up with Nick, the ring might explode with the level of ego between that pair.

Kain brushes past Jasmine and gets a running start and drives a knee hard into Lucas's back, sending Darby crumbling down to the canvas. Kain then pulls on the top rope while pressing a boot into Darby's throat and Jasmine shouts at him about the rule infraction, then starts counting!

1...
2...
3...

Suddenly Lucas pulls Kain's leg out from under him and Kain falls to his back! Lucas rolls right over on top of him and he just starts laying in the fists to Kain's exposed head and the crowd erupts in cheers!

Adams: Yes! Oh I think Lucas has had just about enough of Kain treating him like that!

Lucas then fights fire with fire, grabbing Kain by the throat with both hands and he starts choking him while slamming the back of his head against the mat! Jasmine stands over him, beckoning him to stop this when she has little choice but to make her count!

1...
2...
3...

Lucas drags Kain up to his feet and he runs his head right into the corner. Kain turns around, coughing from the choke attack, and Lucas starts to bury his shoulder into Kain's stomach over and over. Finally Jasmine has had enough and she grabs Lucas by the arm and pulls him away physically! Lucas shoots daggers at her, then goes right back on the attack when Kain brings a boot up into his stomach, doubling him over.

Simone: Oh hell, that distraction cost him.

Adams: Since when are referees allowed to manhandle the wrestlers?

Simone: They're not supposed to but Jasmine always was hands on.

Kain drags Lucas back into the corner and strikes him in the chest with a knife edge chop. Kain then hits a European uppercut. Kain grabs Lucas by the hair and brings him out of the corner, when Lucas sweeps Kain's legs out from under him and he falls back, catapulting Kain face-first into the top turnbuckle!

Adams: Oh he's not out of this one yet!

Lucas grabs Kain's arm and twists him into an arm wringer and he tags in Jordan. The crowd cheers as Jordan spring boards over the top and lands a leg drop onto Kain's exposed arm. Lucas ducks out to the corner as Jordan twists Kain's arm twice more and wheels him back into the corner where he hits a straight chop across the sternum!

Crowd: Wooooo!

Adams: I hate it when they do that.

Jordan brings him out and sends Kain into the ropes at high speed and connects with a perfect dropkick right to the head!

Simone: Did you see the height he got on that!?

Kain crashes down and Jordan is right on top of him, hooking the leg!

1.....
2..... Kain kicks out!

Jordan goes to pull Kain up but Kain instead pulls Jordan into a small package!

1.....
2..... Jordan kicks out!

Adams: Wow, he almost caught Jordan by surprise there!

Kain head butts Jordan, sending him back against the ropes. Kain then goes for an Irish whip but Jordan reverses it and on the rebound, Jordan sends Kain up and over with a back body drop! Kain crashes hard on his tail bone but before Jordan can follow up, Kain jumps and tags Nick Jones into the match!

Simone: Oh we have been wanting to see this ever since Nick turned on Jordan!

Adams: Nick doesn't look too anxious to do this, does he?

Nick looks out to Big B and Tony and shakes his head, pointing in at Jordan who is wearing a big smile on his face now.

Simone: Looks like Jordan is wanting it though.

Jordan takes a step forward and Nick tells Jasmine to get him back. The referee indeed ushers Jordan back away from the ropes and he does so, reluctantly. Nick slowly steps into the ring, and promptly goes over and tags Bo into the match! The crowd boos Nick's actions.

Adams: Oh come on!

Nick takes a bow and holds his arms out toward Jordan for Bo with a smug smile on his face. Bo just shakes his head and climbs in as Nick climbs out. Bo steps up and Jordan offers his hand to Bo, and Bo accepts. They shake hands and then begin to circle. Jordan and Bo then lock up and Jordan maneuvers him into a headlock. Jordan then uses his weight to hip toss Bo over onto the mat, retaining the hold.

Simone: This will prove interesting with these two in the ring. Both have impeccable mat skills.

Jordan holds Bo down on the canvas in the hold, when Bo counters, using his long legs to break the hold and grab Jordan into a head scissors. Jordan kicks his feet, trying to bust loose from the hold, but Bo retains the hold despite the effort. Jordan then turns into the hold and somersaults over, trapping Bo on his back with Jordan's own body arched into a bridging pin.

1.....
2..... Bo kicks out.

Simone: That was a nice counter to the head scissors.

Both men are right up and Jordan arm drags Bo over onto the mat. Bo jumps up and he returns the favor, arm dragging Jordan. Jordan slides close to a corner and Lucas reaches in and tags back into the match. Jordan climbs out and the moment Lucas steps in, Bo grabs him by the arm and sends him into the far corner with an Irish whip. Bo then charges in after him but Lucas leap frogs over him and brings him down with a back slide!

1.....
2..... Bo kicks out.

Bo rolls up and Lucas swings at him for a lariat but Bo blocks it, hooks both his arms into his own, scissors his legs into his own and rolls backwards, putting Lucas's shoulders onto the canvas for the pin!

1.....
2..... Lucas gets his shoulder up.

Adams: What the hell kind of small package was that!?

Simone: No clue but you could easily see Austin's influence with that alone.

Both men are right up and Lucas lands a low dropkick to Bo's stomach, knocking the air from him and dropping him to his knees. Lucas then runs off of the ropes and drops his right leg across the back of Bo's head!

Adams: The Scythe! He got it!

Lucas rolls Bo over and covers him!

1.....
2..... Bo drapes his boot over the bottom rope.

Jasmine pats Lucas's shoulder and Lucas jumps up, pumping his fists.

Simone: Wait, I think he thinks he got the pin on Bo.

Adams: Then he better turn around because Bo's getting back up.

Bo, still dazed from Lucas's blow, gets up and right away he grabs Lucas around the waist from behind and nails the bridging German suplex! Lucas's feet kick wildly!

1.....
2.....
3!

The crowd applauds as Lucas slams his fists onto the canvas as Bo stands up. Lucas looks disappointed as he rolls from the ring and joins Presley.

Justin: Lucas Darby has been eliminated!

Before anyone else, Rage himself steps over the top rope and into the ring.

Adams: Oh, the champ is wanting in on the action!

Bo watches him carefully as the gargantuan monster climbs in and stands there, simply waiting for him. Bo cranks his shoulders and he approaches Rage and the two tie up, and immediately Rage displays his power advantage by shoving Bo back over across the ring!

Simone: Wow!

Bo gets up slowly, looking both wary and respectful. Bo steps up again and the two lock up and this time Rage scoops Bo up into the air and plants him with a heavy body slam.

Adams: Well that sure as hell rattled Bo!

Rage is now done playing as he grabs Bo by his two long braids and he throws him over once ... twice ... three times with snapmares, using his hair as a handle! The champion ignores Jasmine as he drags Bo back up by the braids and sends him flying across the ring in a tail spin!

Simone: Rage is certainly showing why he is the dominant champion here tonight!

Bo skids across the ring and holds his scalp in pain as the fans are cheering, and Nick reaches in this time and tags himself into the match.

Simone: You're joking. Nick wants a piece of Rage but he avoided Jordan like the plague!

Adams: It's the champion and the former champion!

No sooner did Nick set foot inside than Rage charges right at him but Nick uses his cunning skill and he takes Rage down with a drop toe hold, and Rage's head hits the bottom turnbuckle in the corner. Nick grabs the stunned champion and he brings him to his feet and goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Rage reverses it. Nick comes off and Rage hauls him up into the air in a military press over his head! The crowd is in awe at this power display! Nick shakes his head 'no' and Rage starts for the ropes, making as if to toss him out, but Nick shifts his weight and drops down Rage's wide back and brings him down as well in a sunset flip!

1.....
2..... Rage kicks out!

Simone: That is what Nick is going to have to do if he wants to stand a chance in there against this monster! Use his skill because he won't beat Rage in a fight!

Rage forces himself to his feet and Nick grabs him right into a front face lock but Rage scoops him up and heaves him across the ring! Nick crashes right down on his face and stomach and he immediately rolls out of the ring, much to the crowd's displeasure!

Adams: You chicken! Get in there!

Simone: I think Jordan intends just that!

Jordan drops down from his corner of the ring and runs over! Before B and Tony can do anything, Jordan grabs Nick and throws him back into the ring, to Rage's waiting arms. Jordan points at B and Tony, telling them to 'back off' and returns to his corner. Rage grabs Nick from the mat and hurls him into the ropes and connects with a big boot! Rage then rebounds off of the ropes and drops a leg across his head, covering him!

1.....
2..... Nick kicks out!

Nick rolls out of the ring, under the bottom rope again, and this time Bo drops down from his perch and grabs Nick, rolling him right back in!

Adams: Wow these guys are not cutting Nick Jones any slack!

Simone: I guess his turning on Jordan cheesed all of them off!

Rage drags Nick up into a front face lock and backs close enough to tag Bo back in.

Bo steps through the ropes and takes over, grabbing Nick in a double underhook and he brings him over in a suplex! Bo holds on, rolling him over and back up to his feet and he suplexes him a second straight time. Bo arches his back, keeping Nick's shoulders down on the mat!

1.....
2..... Nick kicks out!

Bo goes for Nick and grabs him by the arm but Nick stops him short with a finger poke into the eye. Nick then swerves to his side, grabs him and brings him down with a Russian Legsweep. Nick rolls over on top of him and hooks the leg.

1.....
2..... Bo kicks out.

Nick then twists Bo's arm into a hammerlock and forces him down onto the canvas, sitting on his back at the same time, reaching under his chin in a camel clutch as well.

Simone: Now I have to admit, this is an impressive hold from the former champion! Two holds in one, both a hammerlock as well as a camel clutch!

Jasmine leans in to see if Bo wants to yield but Bo shakes his head in the negative. After several long seconds left in the hold, Nick finally relents and releases it. He grabs Bo and runs him head first into the corner where he can tag Kain in. Nick holds Bo, pinning his arms behind him, and Kain jumps over the top rope and plants both feet into Bo's chest in a dropkick maneuver. Bo reels on the mat and Kain covers him.

1.....
2..... Bo gets the shoulder up.

Kain grabs him and sends him into the ropes, charging in right after him, but Bo leapfrogs over him and turns it into a sunset flip!

1.....
2..... Kain kicks out!

Kain starts to get up but Bo keeps hold of his legs and stands there, looking around as the crowd cheers. Bo then starts spinning Kain around in the giant's swing!

Simone: Around and around Kain goes! Where he stops...!

Bo lets go and Kain crashes into the canvas!

Adams: Only Bo knows!

Bo then goes for a body splash but Kain has enough sense to bring his knees up and Bo lands on them stomach first! Bo reels around on the mat, holding his stomach and grimacing in pain as Kain tries to recover from the dizziness. Both men get up to their feet slowly when from out of nowhere, Kain jumps forward, spinning in the air, and delivers a quick, yet painful 360 tornado kick!

Simone: The Quickening!

Bo goes down like he was shot and Kain falls on top of him for the cover!

1.....
2.....
3!

Simone: We are down to four men!

The crowd boos as Bo, in pain, rolls out of the ring and collapses to the ringside floor.

Justin: Bo Dreamwolf has been eliminated!

Kain stands up with his arms raised when Nick runs in from behind and rolls him up, grabbing the tights!

1.....
2.....
3-Kain kicks out!

Adams: Nick almost stole that one!

Kain jumps up and Nick lands a knife edge chop! Kain holds his stinging chest, then returns the favor and just bitch slaps Nick right across the face! Kain totally unleashes right on Nick, driving him back with a barRage of forearm smashes across the side of the head. Nick then grabs him by the tights and drags him back against the ropes and hits a European uppercut. Nick snapmares Kain over and runs off of the ropes and baseball slides into him with a sliding lariat! Nick goes for the cover.

1.....
2..... Kain gets the shoulder up.

Nick snarls at Jasmine and grabs Kain, Irish whipping him into the corner. Nick then runs in and goes for a flying leg lariat but Kain catches him and turns it into a modified power bomb, dropping Nick onto the back of his head and folding him in half in a jacknife cover!

1.....
2..... Nick kicks out!

Kain grabs him on the mat in a front face lock and pulls him up and he drives three knees into Nick's head. Kain then tags Rage into the match again. Rage gets in the ring right away and clubs Nick across the back with a forearm smash, then drives his head into the corner. Rage Irish whips him to the far side of the ring and jumps, crushing Nick under his full body weight with a Stinger splash! Nick stumbles out of the corner and Rage clotheslines him! Rage goes for the cover!

1.....
2..... Nick kicks out!

Rage then grabs him by the arm and pulls him over to a waiting Jordan and tags him in.

Adams: Nick is trying to get out!

Indeed he is but he can't get away from Rage's strength advantage and Jordan jumps into the ring and he pulls Nick's legs out from under him and he just starts laying into him with lefts and rights while the crowd goes nuts!

Simone: Oh we've ALL wanted to see this!

Jordan is just going to town while Nick tries to shield himself from the heavy blows, when Nick suddenly gouges Jordan's eyes, stopping the attack fast! Jordan staggers off of him, holding his eyes and Nick nails him with a spinning heel kick to the back of the head. Nick grabs Jordan and hits a head and arm suplex! Nick with the cover!

1.....
2..... Jordan gets the shoulder up!

Simone: God these men are really punishing one another in this!

Adams: Hey it's deserving of being the main event!

Nick pulls Jordan up and bulls him back into the corner where he tags Kain. Kain steps in and he shoves Nick back and goes to work on Jordan. Nick sneers in contempt as Kain unleashes a rapid fire combination of kicks on Jordan. Kain then brings him out of the corner and sends him into the ropes and catches him with a power slam. Kain jumps up and hits a standing moonsault, covering him and hooking the leg!

1.....
2..... Jordan kicks out!

Kain gets up and stares down Jasmine, holding up three fingers while she disagrees, holding up only two. Kain shakes his head and goes back over to his fallen opponent. Kain pulls Jordan up and scoops him up for a body slam but as he plants him down, Jordan hooks his leg and rolls him through into a surprise inside cradle from out of nowhere!

1.....
2.....
3!

The crowd cheers as Kain jumps up, looking completely shocked!

Justin: Kain has been eliminated!

Kain runs into Jordan and clotheslines him to the mat and he starts kicking and stomping away at him! Kain drops down and starts to punch him!

Simone: Come on Jasmine! Get him out of there! Kain is gone!

Now Rage is in the ring and he grabs Kain around the waist from behind and heaves him off of Jordan! Kain stands up on wobbly legs and Rage barrels into him, clotheslining him over the ropes!

Adams: Don't forget about Jordan though!

Rage stares out at Kain who is now arguing with security who are forcing him to the back! Rage turns around and goes after Jordan, picking him up and dropping him across him knee in a side back breaker. Rage then bends Jordan over his knee backwards, pushing down on his chin and leg. Jasmine is checking for the submission but Jordan shakes his head, refusing to allow it.

Adams: I think you'd have to kill Jordan Williams before he'd ever submit a match away.

Rage finally dumps Jordan off, then pulls him up again and sends him into the ropes, catching him in a spine buster and an immediate cover!

1.....
2.....
3-Jordan gets the shoulder up!

Simone: We are down to just three men! This is where things will be getting really heated!

Rage stands up and backs up to get some momentum when Nick slaps his arm, tagging himself back into the match.

Simone: Oh NOW he wants Jordan, when it looks like Jordan is down for the count!

Rage starts to go after Nick but Jasmine heads him off and orders him to the corner. Nick waves 'bye' to him and turns to go back after Jordan. Nick sends him into the corner and runs in at him but Jordan side steps him and Nick crashes into the corner! Nick turns around and Jordan hits...

Adams: Stinging Superkick!

Nick goes down and Jordan vaults onto the top of the corner and flips back with a split legged moonsault onto Nick and a cover!

1.....
2.....
3-Nick kicks out!

Adams: God this is getting close!

Simone: These men are getting tired! The impact of this match is taking it's toll!

Nick slowly starts to get up and Jordan runs into the ropes but as he comes off, Nick catches him in a powerslam!

1.....
2.....
3-Jordan kicks out!

Nick backs up to the near corner and he starts to climb back up the turnbuckles when Jordan is up and he runs up, connecting with a dropkick, knocking Nick back off his perch and Jones goes tumbling down to the apron!

Simone: Oh hell that fall could have been nasty!

Adams: Yeah it's a good thing Nick caught himself!

Simone: Damn it! Why is he back out here!?

The crowd boos as Kain storms back out to the ringside area. Jordan reaches over the ropes and grabs Nick by the hair, dragging him up to his feet on the apron. Jordan sets him up for a suplex, lifting him into the air when Kain grabs Jordan's foot and trips him! Nick falls right on top of Jordan and Kain holds both of Jordan's feet and Jasmine doesn't see him as she counts!

1.....
2.....
3!

Simone: No! God damn it! No!

Adams: This sucks! Jordan just got cheated!

Justin: Jordan Williams has been eliminated!

Kain jumps up and smiles cruelly as Jordan stares out at him in shock. Jordan gets up and points out at him and pleads with Jasmine, telling her what happened!

Adams: But Jasmine didn't see it!

The crowd is booing and Jordan stands there, hands on his hips, staring up at the sky ... when he suddenly charges across the ring and dives through the ropes, crashing into Kain with a suicide plancha! The crowd roars as Jordan throws lefts and rights at Kain's head and face! Kain fights back, throwing his own shots as he struggles to roll Jordan off!

Simone: We need security out here!

Adams: Yeah! Someone needs to hold Kain so Jordan can kick the crap out of him!

In the ring, Rage goes to step over the ropes and get inside, when from behind Jasmine's back, Tony grabs Rage's foot and it costs him as Nick rushes up and jerks up on the top rope, crotching him! Rage staggers halfway into the ring and Nick grabs him in a front facelock and plants him with a DDT! Nick rolls him over quickly and hooks the leg!

Simone: Oh god no! Not like this!

Jasmine turns and sees the pin and dives to make the count!

1.....
2..... Gabriel reaches in and grabs Nick's foot, jerking him off of Rage!

Adams: Alright! Fair is fair!

Nick turns and stares out at the Sins as Tony and Diana cry foul at the tactics toward Jasmine!

Simone: Oh sure, but it's alright when they do it!

Adams: It is?

Simone: I was speaking sarcastically.

Adams: Oh! Well please go on. That's a beautiful language.

Nick points out at Gabriel, jawing at him, then turns around and right into an uppercut between the legs from Rage!

Simone: Payback's a bitch!

Adams: There goes Diana's celebration plans for the evening!

Nick doubles over, clutching himself, his face contorting in agony! Rage grabs him and lifts him up and drops him in an inverted atomic drop. Nick staggers around, bent over and wheezing, and Rage grabs him from behind and lifts him up in a double arm chickenwing! The crowd is cheering as Rage holds him there and then drops him in the Glam Slam!

Adams: Oh this has got to be it!

Rage covers him and hooks the leg!

1.....
2.....
3-Nick's foot is on the bottom rope!

Adams: Yeah because Diana put it there!

Kittie storms over and Diana slams her hands on the apron and the two women start screeching at each other and the fans are loving it! Diana waves her off and she starts to climb onto the apron but Kittie grabs her by the ankle and drags her right back down! Diana takes a swing at Kittie but the hellcat of the Sins blocks it and slaps her right across the face! Kittie grabs two handfuls of her hair and starts slamming her head into the apron over and over while Diana screams!

Adams: Ohhhhh! Not a good idea for Diana to take a shot at THAT one!

Big B rushes over as does Synn and Synn grabs Kittie and pulls her off of Diana as B grab Diana and pulls her back away from the fracas!

Simone: My God this is total chaos out here!

Back up the aisle, Jordan and Kain are still fighting as security is trying to intervene and pry them apart!

Inside of the ring, Rage grabs Nick and drags him up when Nick fights from deep down and grabs the larger champion around the waist and throws him over in an overhead suplex!

Simone: I have to give Nick Jones credit for that one!

Adams: Both of those guys are spent!

Indeed as Nick and Rage lay on the canvas, sucking in the oxygen! Jasmine checks on both men, when she finds she has little choice but to begin her count.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...
6...

Nick starts to rise.
7...
8...

Rage stumbles to his feet.

The crowd is clapping and cheering! The EntouRage and the Sins are pounding the apron, rallying their respective combatant! Nick grabs Rage and goes to throw a fist but Rage blocks it and decks him, sending him reeling into the ropes! Rage Irish whips him and Nick comes off and hits a float over DDT! Nick with the cover!

1.....
2.....
3-No! Rage gets the shoulder up!

Adams: I thought he had him! I thought we had a new champion!

Nick is on his feet and grabbing Jasmine by the arms, imploring that it was a three count but the referee pries Jones's hands from her and insists that it was two! Nick turns back around and spots someone in the sea of faces, right in the front row, and Nick's face turns deep red.

Simone: What does he think he's doing!? He has a heavyweight championship match taking place!

It seems Nick doesn'r even care as he ducks through the ropes and drops to the floor, approaching the barrier around the ring where a man stands up in confrontation!

Adams: It's Billy James! I heard he was in attendance!

Simone: The legends are all coming out of the wood work!

Billy and Nick stands right in one another's faces, talking trash, when Nick suddenly slaps the taste right out of Billy's mouth! The crowd boos!

Simone: How disrespectful can you get!?

Billy is about to lunge over the railing at Nick when security quickly intervenes and impedes his efforts! They order Billy to either sit back down or leave, and Nick backs up with a smile on his face before turning around and rolling into the ring. Nick starts laying in the boots to Rage and he then drops down and pounds his skull with right hands! Angry, Nick goes out onto the apron and he starts to go up to the top of the corner. He pauses, jawing at the booing fans, when Rage is back up and he grabs Nick! Nick shakes his head no and Rage heaves him from the corner, slamming him down across the ring!

Simone: See what happens when you let the fans distract you!?

Nick staggers to his feet and turns around, and Rage grabs him by the throat with both hands and lifts him right into the air! Jasmine counts!

1...
2...
3...
4...

Rage throws Nick back and right into the corner! Rage backs up and he gets a running start for a big boot, but Nick ducks and Rage hangs himself in the top of the corner!

Simone: Oh damn! That mistake might cost him!

Rage stumbles back, favoring his leg, and Nick grabs him around the waist from behind and quickly rolls him backwards into the Backlund Bridging Cradle!

Adams: Rage is down!

1.....

Simone: But Nick's shoulders are down as well!

2.....
3!

The crowd is unsure what just happened and reacts in support for Rage with cheers and boos against Nick! Nick jumps to his feet, looking overjoyed, as the EntouRage spills into the ring and a celebration begins! The Sins climb inside and while Gabriel and Despayre check on Rage and help him up, Synn walks over and argues with the EntouRage members while Kittie talks heatedly with Jasmine!

Adams: What's going on!? What the hell just happened!?

Jasmine walks over to the ropes and leans out, speaking to Justin who hands her the SCW belt.

Simone: Well hopefully we're going to find out right now.

Nick holds his arms up as Tony reaches for the belt but Jasmine pulls it away from him. Jasmine then grabs Nick's hand and jerks it down, much to his and the EntouRage's confusion!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, senior referee Jasmine St. Claire has counted both men's shoulders to the mat in a pinfall!

Nick bellows, "WHAT!?"

Nick tries to grab the belt from her but Jasmine pulls it away and steps back away from the angry EntouRage.

Justin: This decision has been rules a No Contest!

The crowd is booing the contraversial decision!

Simone: Damn it! We were witnessing one of the greatest matches in SCW history and it ends like this!

Adams: It can't! It just can't!

Simone: There isn't anything to be done! Both men's shoulders were down!

Nick starts screaming at Jasmine incoherently and starts for her, with his squad right behind him, when Synn steps up and the Sins blocking their path! The belt is handed over and Rage stares right at Nick and slowly raises the belt up amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Simone: Rage might still be the champion, but he did NOT win this match!

Adams: Yeah but neither did Nick! Neither man won this and it settled nothing between these two!

Simone: We are going to need some kind of decision from the bosses in regards to this! Hopefully by next week on Climax Control!

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