Leah and Misty high five fans as they walk down the ramp before they make it to the ring. Leah carefully walks up the steel steps with Misty behind her, and Misty helps the little girl into the ring where Leah heads to the center of the ring. Justin Decent gladly hands Leah a microphone and another to Misty, as Misty's music dies down. The crowd cheers and claps for the two as they look around, Leah with pure excitement in her eyes.

Misty: Everybody, please welcome my little helper tonight...Leah!

Crowd: POP!!

Leah looks around and waves at everybody, patiently waiting for her turn to speak as Misty looks down at her with a smile.

Misty: I had originally planned on coming out here to address a certain situation by myself, but after meeting little Leah here earlier today, I had a feeling she'd be perfect to help me out. Isn't that right Leah?

Leah nods and smiles.

Leah: Yep! We've got something to say and everybody is gonna listen!

Simone: That little girl is too darn cute, Jason.

Misty can't help but laugh a little at Leah's adorable attitude, and the crowd is right there with her. Misty keeps a smile on her face as she continues on to her point.

Misty: You see, I've had a bit of a problem over the past couple of weeks...Well, months maybe, and I can't just sit back and watch any longer. I can't stand back and witness what is happening here, so...Here I am. Leah, would you mind telling everybody who we're out here to discuss?

Leah suddenly scrunches up her nose, almost in mock disgust before she holds the microphone up.

Leah: The MEAN GIRLS! GROSS!

Misty again laughs, as does the crowd, as Leah does her best imitation of the Mean Girls.

Misty: That's right. The Mean Girls. Leah, what do we think about the Mean Girls?

Leah: They're...They're...UGLY!

The crowd erupts in a huge POP! as Leah gets the meanest look on her face that she can manage. Misty nods, still smiling proudly.

Misty: They sure are, Leah. Those Mean Girls, all they've been doing lately is walking around, acting like they own the place, making fun of people left and right, but I think it's high time we put a stop to it.

Leah: Mean Girls are going DOWN!

Misty: Everyone else backstage might be afraid of the Mean Girls. They might be okay with sitting back, letting them treat everyone like trash, but we won't stand for it anymore! The days of The Mean Girls are numbered!

Misty then leans down and whispers something into Leah's ear. Leah smiles and nods excitedly before she raises her microphone to speak.

Leah: One, two...Misty's coming for you! Three, four...Mean Girls will hit the floor!

The crowd cheers and whistles and Leah gets even more excited.

Misty: So...Mean Girls. Tessa...Angelica...Veronica...Liz...Delia. Hell, even Holly Wood...Do you all know what this means? Do you know what the point of all this is?

Misty looks down as Leah looks up to her. Misty nods as if encouraging her or giving her permission to say something.

Leah: Misty...Is....BACK!

Crowd: HUGE POP!

Adams: Did you hear that, Belinda?! Misty's back! She's officially back!

Simone: Yes, I heard, Jason. And, one thing is for sure...This isn't good for The Mean Girls.

Misty: That's right. As of this moment...as of right now...I am OUT of retirement and I've got my sights set on five frigid bit...witches! One by one...you'll all fall, ladies. There is nothing you can to do stop me and don't make the mistake of assuming that I'm afraid of any one of you!

Misty then drops the microphone down and looks at Leah, nodding. Leah then tosses her own microphone down and folds her arms across her chest like a tough girl, causing Misty to let out another laugh as Misty's music hits the sounds system once again. The two exit the ring, and walk around, high fiving the fans in the front row as Leah has the time of her life, all with Misty's help.

Justin Decent: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall? Iiintroducing first, from London, England, standing at 6 feet 2 inches and weighing in at 220 pounds, he is? BEN JOOOOOORRRRDAAAAAAAAANNN!!!

The opening chords to Alter Bridge's "I Know It Hurts" starts to blast through the speakers and the lights in the arena drop down slightly. Flashing blue lights hit the entrance ramp as cheers emulate from the fans. Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp and looks around at the crowd. Ben nods his head to the sound of the music, looking around with an approving smile. Ben walks down the ramp, quickly sliding in the ring and looking around at the crowd, waiting for the match to start

Justin Decent: And his partner, hailing from Birmingham, England, standing at 5 feet 11 inches and weighing in at 225 pounds, he is? SIIIIIIIIMOOOOON JOOOOOOOOONESSS!!!

The intro of ?Simon Says? By Drain STH plays over the arena?s PA system, prompting Simon Jones to walk through the curtains and out onto the stage, to a cheer from the fans. As he makes his way towards the ring, Simon slaps hands with some of the fans on either side of the aisle. After arriving at the ringside area, Simon climbs the steps up onto the ring apron, then steps through the ropes, and as he does so he glances to his left, then to his right, before walking to the side of the ring closest to the camera and pausing to look out at the crowd. Simon then turns around and walks towards the opposite side of the ring, but before he reaches the ropes, he turns to his right and heads for the corner of the ring, where he climbs to the second turnbuckle, to further cheers and applause from the fans.

Justin Decent: Aaaand their opponents! Introducing first, from? standing at and weighing in at, he is? ?Big Tiger? JERRRRRRREMIAAAAHHH HARRRRRRRDINNNNN!!!

A few soldiers come down the aisle, and then they break into two lines. The Tiger roars and ?Don?t Tread on Me? by Metallica plays and Jeremiah is in a military uniform. He calls for the soldiers to surround the ring and then he enters the ring. He then takes off the hat and throws it in the ring. He then takes off the jacket, and it reveals he is shirtless underneath, and he rips off the pants, showing his wrestling gear. Jeremiah has a mic in hand.

Jeremiah: Let me let you rest that golden voice there Justin.

the crowd goes wild.

Jeremiah: Y?all are wondering who my tag team partner is don?t you Vegas?

The crowd goes wild again

Jeremiah: Well, why wait any longer. Ladies and gentlemen, my tag team partner has been in this business for well over 20 years, and let me tell you, he is still in his prime. He has held gold everywhere he has been, so he is no stranger to being a champ. He has wrestled in Japan, as well as here. He stands at a towering seven feet, one inch tall. He weighs in at a svelte two hundred and ninety pounds, and I am proud, VERY proud to call him my uncle. He is ?The Beast of Darkness? DARRRRRK TIIIIGGGGEEERRR!!!!!

Then a towering figure comes in a hooded leather trenchvest, and he has a black mask, kind of like what Sub-Zero and Scorpion from Mortal Kombat wears, and he looks up as the cat?s eyes can be seen. The crowd goes nuts and some chants of DT! DT! Can be heard

Simone: He is one hell of a figure.

Adams: And I thought Brother Grimm was scary. Those cat?s eyes are scary, I am afraid of what his teeth are going to look like.

DING! DING! DING!

Simone: This is a Farewell Match for Simon Jones, and Ben Jordan has claimed that he wants to make this match last as long as he can to prevent Simon from retiring so soon.

Adams: Luckily for Ben, and the fans, this match was granted a no time limit clause.

As both teams decide who is going to start this off, referee Jasmine St. John checks Jeremiah Hardin for any foreign objects. He holds his hands up in the air to ask if she is serious. She quickly checks Dark Tiger as well as Jeremiah saunters over to the center of the ring where Ben Jordan is standing, ready to fight. Jeremiah mouths off an insult at Ben, and Ben rebuts. Both men are smiling as they begin to circle one another. Ben goes to tie up, but Jeremiah is ready for it, which causes The Cockney King to take a step back, goading ?Big Tiger?. Jeremiah taunts Ben, motioning him forward with his hands.

Adams: The suspense is killing me! I want to see Ben slap the piss outta someone already!

Simone: Trust me, you are not the only one... But Jeremiah Hardin isn?t exactly a heel, you know?

Ben goes in for another attempt, but Jeremiah slides behind him for a German Suplex. Ben reaches his elbow back and gets the first strike on Jeremiah. He turns around for a Belly-to-Belly Suplex, but Jeremiah clubs him with both arms, breaking the hold. He sends Ben against the ropes with an Irish whip, looking for a Big Boot, but Ben ducks under it, bouncing off of the opposing ropes. He comes back with a Running Dropkick attempt, but Jeremiah side steps it. Jeremiah goes for a Bulldog on Ben, but Ben sends him flying into the ropes. Ben waits for him to rebound, but Jeremiah grips onto the ropes, using the momentum to shove Jordan down onto the canvas while saving himself from what looks to be a roll up attempt.

Adams: This is a match of pure talent versus pure talent. It is like the Unstoppable Force meeting the Immovable Object.

Simone: Jeremiah Hardin does have a great deal of talent, though I don?t know much about Dark Tiger. But, my respect for Jeremiah doesn?t mean that I can?t wait to watch Ben Jordan knock that cocky grin off of his face.

With Ben down, Jeremiah bounces off of the ropes with a Leg Drop. He gets up from the mat and drags Ben up with him. He taunts the audience before bringing him down with a quick, picture perfect Snap Suplex. He looks over to Dark Tiger with a smile, tossing Ben into his corner. Dark Tiger gets in a few good punches before Jeremiah comes rushing at him with a Body Avalanche. Jeremiah flicks his fingers under his chin at the fallen Ben Jordan. As he turns around, Simon Jones immediately meets him with a massive clothesline. Dark Tiger gets in the ring, but is quickly headed off by Jasmine. She orders him to his corner, threatening him. He waves her off, but she shoves him back to his corner. While Dark contemplates the possibilities, Ben spins him around and flings him over the top rope.

Simone: And Ben Jordan is quickly back in the game!

Adams: It looks like he is a little more concerned about Dark Tiger rather than the legal competitor here. That could be a very big mistake.

Ben is ready to go after Dark when Jeremiah comes up behind him, pulling him back in by the hair. He taunts the audience, pointing to Ben when Ben elbows him in the side. Jeremiah tightens his insulting grip on Ben, pulling him up a little more straight. Ben elbows him again, and again. He finally hits a fourth that causes Jeremiah to nearly double over. He wraps his arm around Jeremiah?s neck, nailing a perfect Spinning Neck Breaker. Jeremiah holds onto his neck and Ben runs to the opposing ropes. He leaps onto the second one, looking for a Springboard Moonsault. Jeremiah moves out of the way, proud of himself. He stumbles to his feet, but he doesn?t notice that Ben has landed on his feet. He laughs and points at a fan in the front row, turning around to find a front facing Atomic Drop that nearly makes his eyes roll back. He turns around, doing his own celebration. He doesn?t notice that Dark has entered the ring. He rushes Ben into his own corner, knocking into Simon Jones!

Adams: Look at Dark Tiger acting like his shit doesn?t stink. He forced the first tag in this match, and Ben isn?t happy about this one bit.

Simone: That was a dumb move, bringing in a fresh opponent when your partner is out on the ground... Wait a minute...

Dark pulls a stunned Simon Jones over the top ropes. He sends Jones into the opposing ropes, charging at him with a Short Arm Clothesline. He brings him back across the ring to the ropes where he repeats the maneuver. Once Jeremiah is up, he sends Jones across the ring to him. Jeremiah hits a Drop Toe Hold over the middle rope and Dark darts across the ring. Jeremiah gives him a bit of a lift as he leaps over with a Guillotine Leg Drop across the back of Simon?s head. Jasmine shouts at Dark for his interference, but he insists that he points to the tag rope he is picking up and grins a devious smile. Jeremiah saunters around the ring, pointing at Jones and laughing. As the boos come through, Jeremiah picks Jones up from the ropes. He picks him up, letting out a roar as he lifts Jones above his head. He turns around, showing this off to everyone in the ring before dropping him down to the ground.

Simone: I hate to admit it, but that is an amazing feat of strength shown by Jeremiah Hardin. He just picked Simon up like it was nothing.

Adams: But look at him... He knows it, and he wants to make sure everyone else does too.

He shrugs his shoulders as he struts across the ring. He watches Jones carefully as he gets up to his hands and knees. As Jones stands up, Jeremiah charges at him with a Big Boot. After connecting with it, he stomps around in a circle, waving his arms up, shouting. Jeremiah struts over to his corner and tags Dark Tiger in. The duo walks over to Jones, picking him up from the mat. They wrap their arms around his neck and bring him over with a double Vertical Suplex, letting him hang in the air for a second. Ben tries to get inside to save his partner, but Jasmine interferes, forcing him outside of the ring. Jeremiah gets in a few good stomps before exiting the ring. Ben argues with the referee while Dark stomps away at Jones. When he is satisfied, he picks Jones off of the ground. He flings him toward the ropes, but Jones reverses it. As Tiger comes off of the ropes, Jones goes for a Back Body Drop. Instead, he is met by a Jawbreaker. He bounces off of the ropes again and catches Jones with a Yakuza Kick that sends him down to the ground. Dark leaps onto the nearest turnbuckle and steadies himself. He is ready to leap off backward for something when Ben Jordan runs over and trips him up, causing him to fall down to the mat hard.

Adams: That one could have been bad for Simon Jones, but his partner was looking out for him.

Simone: Ben seems pretty pleased with himself, but Jeremiah is in his corner fuming. He won?t say anything because he and Dark have been guilty of that the entire match.

Jones gets up to his feet. He watches Dark favoring his ankle, and he gets a grin on his face as he stalks about. He waits for Dark to get to his hands and knees before dashing forward with a punt kick to his jaw. He picks Dark off of the mat for a Scoop Slam, planting him down on his back. He presses down as hard as he can against Dark?s shoulders and Jasmine drops down for the count.

1!

2!

Simone: And a powerful kick out in the first pin attempt of the entire match. Jones had to know that Dark wouldn?t be that easy to put away.

Adams:But Jones is a very powerful competitor on his own. I mean, hello, former SCW Heavyweight Champion and all?

Jones picks Dark off of the mat and sends him at the ropes again. This time, both men have the same idea as they come colliding hard with powerful flying fists to each other?s faces. Both men collapse down on the mat. Dark is crawling over toward his corner. Simon shakes the cobwebs from his head, rebounding quicker as he grabs onto the ankle of Dark Tiger. He pulls Dark back to the center of the ring where he drops down, wrenching Dark?s knee with his elbow. Dark shouts out to Jeremiah for assistance, but Jeremiah sees Jasmine eyeballing him from across the ring. He leans over as Dark tries crawling in that direction. His strength advantage begins to show as he drags Simon along with him. Simon lets go, but drops down with an elbow to the back of Tiger?s head, stopping him dead in his tracks.

Simone: We are seeing some serious fire from Simon Jones here tonight. But, R.O.A.R. is proving to be no laughing matter themselves!

Adams: I kinda like this fresh mean side to Jeremiah Hardin. I bet they could make some tough challengers to Bosom Buddies for the Tag Team Championships!

Dark fusses as he tries to crawl over toward Jeremiah. Simon does a sort of Leapfrog maneuver over Dark and then nails a Dropkick to Jeremiah that knocks him off of the apron! The audience cheers as Simon turns around to see Dark back on his feet, wobbly. Simon flings Dark over into the ropes. He bounces off of the opposing ropes, looking for a clothesline. However, when he turns around, Jeremiah has entered the ring, and he helps Dark Tiger lifts Simon up and over with a Back Body Drop that rocks the ring! Ben comes inside of the ring and catches Dark with a Bulldog. As Jeremiah attempts to save his partner, Ben kips up and catches him with a Headbutt that floors the former Roulette Champion. Ben stomps at him as he rolls to the outside. Ben stares down, taunting him. As he turns around, he is greeted with a Big Boot attempt. Ben ducks under it and lets Dark fly right into the ropes, racking himself in the process. Jasmine orders Ben back to the outside, where he obliges with a sarcastic smirk. He grabs onto the tag rope and waves it at Jasmine.

Adams: This one might as well be Tornado Tag rules because we?ve only seen two tags, and every man has seen his fair share of action.

Simone: It is to be expected with this much at stake here. We?ve got two up and comers looking to make themselves known here in SCW, against someone who has already held the top title once, and a man who came in as an ACW Champion?

It doesn?t take long before Simon stands up. He is clearly winded as he stumbles over toward Ben. Ben holds his hand out for the tag, however, Dark comes charging over toward them. Ben shouts and drops down as Simon gets sandwiched between the post and his opponent. However, in a flash, Simon hits the Into Oblivion, causing the audience to pop loudly. Dark Tiger crashes to the mat as Simon falls right into Ben, making the tag. He breathes heavily as Ben climbs inside of the ring. Jeremiah comes over toward him. Simon catches him, and both men go flying over the ropes and to the outside in a heap. Ben looks down to the prone Dark Tiger and he locks on the Crossing Jordan. The amount of pain causes Dark to come back to. Realizing there is nowhere else to go, he tries reaching for the ropes. They are too far away, and he can?t get Ben to budge. He quickly taps the mat in frustration.

Simone: He?s done it! Ben made Dark Tiger tap out here tonight!

Justin Decent: Here are your winners? BEN JORDAN and SIMON JONES!!!

Adams: Simon Jones and Jeremiah Hardin are back on their feet, but even the fierce streak from Jeremiah has faded as he?s offering Simon a handshake.

The crowd goes wild for Jeremiah?s display, as Simon takes the hand. He shakes it, but Hardin pulls him into a Headbutt! The cheers quickly turn to boos as Ben climbs to the outside. He questions this, but Dark Tiger comes crashing into him with a Baseball Slide that sends him into the barricade! The Hardin?s begin trying to put a beating down on Ben and Simon, but the vets quickly turn it around, flinging both foes into one another, skulls colliding in the process. Ben and Simon high five one another as they admire their handiwork. ?Simon Says? begins playing over the PA system as Ben gives Simon a friendly hug as they talk on the outside. Admiration is written on both of their faces as they hold their arms up in victory.

The scene opens on the backstage area where we find Necra and a few other of the Bombshells with a group of kids from the Children's Miracle Network. They are having their pictures taken, and having autographs signed before they head back to the main part of the arena to watch the rest of the show. One little boys walks toward Necra with two roses in hand. She smiles and takes them, kissing him on the cheek. He blushes and runs off once again. A little girl in the back of the room catches her eye, and Necra knew there was something different about her. Necra moves toward her on silent feet with her long black and silver toga flowing behind her. The little girl looks up, and smiles.

Necra: What's your name little one?

Little Girl: Amanda. I'm the one you gave your kitty bag to.

Necra: You are? Are you taking good care of him?

She shakes her head, and pulls the cat out from behind her. Necra couldn't help but smile, but something was off with Amanda's aura. It was starting to fade.

Amanda: My friends said it was really nice of you to give it to me. But they said that Emma is going to win your match this week Is that true?

Necra: I'll tell you what... If you don't want her to win, then I will do everything that I can to win it just for you!

The girls heavy eyes light up, and wraps her arms around Necra's neck.

Amanda: Thank you! Thank you! I know you can do it! I'm going to cheering for you!

Necra: Then I'll see you out there then.

Amanda: My mom is going to take me back to the hotel and I'm going to watch from there. I'm getting really tired.

Necra smiles and pulls out two gold coins from a small pouch on her side.

Necra: These are for you.

Amanda: I can't take those. Those look really special.

Necra: They are, but I'll tell you what... The next time you see me you can give them back to me ok?

Amanda: Ok. I will. Good luck tonight.

She hugs Necra once again, and runs back to her mother, who from what Necra could see had been crying. Necra could see the pain and heartache within her mother, but soon Amanda would be in a better place. Necra heads back toward Sara, and she sighs.

Sara: Are you all right ma'am?

Necra: I will be. Make sure my calendar is clear for tomorrow evening.

Sara: Yes ma'am, but why?

Necra: I have someone very special to collect tomorrow night. Now come, I have to get ready for my match.

The scene opens up backstage where we first see one half of the SCW Tag Team Champion Bosom Buddies, Bernard "Big B" Jones. Big B is walking down the hallway as the scene pans out to show him that by his side is none other than his cousin Nick Jones, and closely behind them is the entirety of the Entourage, including all of Diana Roberts, Tony Capicelli, Max Goldstein and Jimmy Mason. As they all walk down the hallway, Nick clearly looks quite uneasy and awkward, which eventually draws the attention of Big B, which causes him to stop and turn towards Nick.

Big B: Hey cuz, what's the matter?

Nick: Nothing, it's just... don't worry about it. Let's just do this thing, alright?

Big B: What is it? Is that you don't want to be doing this or something that has you like this?

Nick: Um... yeah, sure, let's go with that.

Nick gets even more nervous, as its pretty apparent that he's lying through his teeth. Big B simply seems confused and literally opts to scratch his head due to that.

Big B: But you told me the other day that you were in for this. What gives?

Nick attempts to put on a tough guy act in the way he presents himself in response, but it isn't very convincing.

Nick: Well you know me, B. This just isn't what I'm about. Let's just do this already, alright?

Big B: Jeez. No need to be like that, but I'm sure the kiddies will change your mind. Come on guys, let's go!

Big B quickly continues on down the hall and the rest of the group goes to follow him, but as they do, Diana quickly comes up from behind Nick and grabs him by the arm to stop him. Nick turns to look back her in confusion and she quietly whispers to him.

Diana: Just hold on a second, I've got a question for you.

Diana waits until the rest of the group is out of earshot before continuing on.

Diana: So what was that all about? Am I supposed to believe that you're too much of a so-called "bad ass" to even want to do this? I'm not buying it. Not even you are THAT much of an ass, and you know I say that as anything but an insult, baby. So what is it with you right now?

Diana stops and looks Nick up and down, when she suddenly seems to come to an epiphany and snaps her fingers as she does.

Diana: I've got it! It has nothing to do with not wanting to do this, does it? What this is really all about is you're just nervous about how you're going to feel seeing those sick kids. That's it, isn't it?

Nick: Well it's complicated. You see, um...

Diana: Don't even bother trying to pull your lying nonsense with me. You know better than to think I'll fall for that crap. Besides, as much as these morons like your cousin may fall for it, you do realize you're a really horrible liar, right? Don't worry, your secret is safe with me, I won't be telling any of the other guys what the real deal is.

Nick looks somewhat relieved to be hearing Diana say this, and she simply smiles at her and turns away to follow the rest of the group, before casually throwing out another comment just barely loud enough for Nick to hear.

Diana: After all, we wouldn't want the guys to know what a big pansy their boss is now would we?

Nick's face quickly changes to a scowl as he hears this comment from Diana, watching her walk off for a second. Nick then follows after her, just in time to see her turn into a doorway and sending her out of sight in the same direction as the rest of the Entourage had previously gone. Nick stomps after her and looks just about ready to snap back with some sort of angry retort. However, just as Nick turns into the doorway, his expression completely changes, as the anger flushes away in a moment and he seems to be caught in somewhat of a state of awe for a moment. That look then changes to a smile across Nick's face and it is at that moment the camera pans around to show that there has been a huge area setup by SCW with all sorts of combinations of chairs, couches and tables filled with food and drinks that, most importantly of all, is currently packed in with an unexpected mix of SCW superstars you never thought you'd see near each other that are surrounded by a sea of Make A Wish children. As Nick looks all around the room, he seems to be at a complete loss for words or even actions, when just a moment later, Big B comes rushing up to Nick with a huge smile on his face and a little boy in his arms.

Big B: Hey cuz! Look who I found. Me and Nicky here just met and he was telling me really, really wanted to meet you. And his name is Nicky, just like you, isn't that awesome?

The little boy looks to Nick with wide eyes and a huge smile, as Nick looks to him for a moment and has a big smile come across his face as well.

Nick: Yeah, that really is. You and I both know that all the coolest people have a name like Nicky, right? Nice to meet you man!

Nick raises his hand up and quickly receives a high five in return from his little buddy Nicky, who then finally speaks to Nick for the first time.

Nicky: Wow, this is SO cool. You're like my favorite wrestler EVER, Nick!

Nick is quite clearly taken aback by this comment, as he seems surprised to be hearing this come from such a young child.

Nick: Really, no kidding?

Nicky: Yeah, I thought you were the best ever since the first time I saw you in SCW. You were kicking everyone else's butts from the day you showed up. And then you were champ and everything. You were even the REAL NeWA Champion!

Nick cannot help but laugh out a laugh to hear such a comment from this child.

Nick: That's right, I was. I'm impressed, you really know your stuff. Although you know who the REAL champ is here tonight, right?

Nicky stops to think this over and then seems to have figured it out as he answers while pointing back at B.

Nicky: Oh, you mean Big B, right?

Nick: Well you're close, but that's not quite right.

Nicky seems confused, but before he can muster up another response, Nick quickly looks towards Big B and subtly nods at him. Nick then takes it upon himself to reach around B's waist and unlock his tag team title belt, which B had been wearing at the time, and pull it off of him. Nick then takes the belt and places it right into the arms of Nicky, who is still being held by B.

Nick: It's you big guy!

Nicky: Oh my gosh. Wow, this is SOOOOOO cool!

Nick: Hey, you deserve it, buddy. More than anyone like me or B here ever did.

Big B: You said it Nick!

Nick: And not only that...

Nick gets distracted and suddenly stops as he feels a pulling feeling from down on his pants leg. Nick then looks down to see a little girl standing there, tugging on his pants as she looks up at Nick. Nick crouches down to the level of the girl and looks her right

Nick: Well hello there.

Girl: Hi! I really like you too, ya know!

Nick: That's really great to hear. And I like you too.

Girl: You know what one of my favorite parts is? You've got the best entrance song ever!

Nick is completely baffled by this comment, as is made clear by both the expression on his phase and the tone of his voice.

Nick: Really??

Nick, while still kneeling down in front of the girl, looks up to Big B who simply looks back at Nick and, clearly not getting it either, simply shrugs at him. Nick then looks back to the girl who continues on.

Girl: Yeah, the name of your song is Cocky... and that's just another word for poopy!

The girl then immediately starts to giggle gleefully, and Nicky, still in the arms of Big B, bursts into laughter upon hearing this as well. Nick cannot help but laugh at not only the comment, but the kids themselves, while Big B breaks into a hysterical fit of laughter at the same time.

Big B: Oh my gosh! That's so true! That's great! It's POOPY!!!

Big B continues to laugh hysterically and Nick looks back up at his cousin like he's nuts, but also cannot help but laugh at the scene he's causing.

Nick: I think you're even more cracked up by that one then Nicky there, B.

Big B: It's just SOOOO funny though.

Big B continues on with his laughing fit, drawing more chuckles from Nick. Nick then goes to turn back to the little girl he was talking to, but before he can say anything else to her, someone else who cannot be entirely seen walks up and is now towering over them both. Nick looks up as the shot pans out to show Nick's muscle, Tony Capicelli, standing there with a smirk on his face. Tony then leans down a bit to pat Nick on the back.

Tony: Who knew, I guess you's ain't dat all da time tough guy type I's t'ought, huh?

Nick looks rather annoyed by this, and shoots a quick glare in the direction of Tony before turning his attention back to the girl. however, before he can get a word out, Tony chimes in again.

Tony: I mean jeez boss, I knew you's liked dem young, but come on.

The expression on Nick's face changes to that of pure anger, as he turns back towards Tony and the familiar furious look that so many throughout SCW recognize on Nick's face is staring back at Tony. Upon seeing this, Tony takes the hand that he still had resting on Nick's back and quickly pulls it back. He then puts his hands up as he takes a few steps backward.

Tony: Ya know what, I oughta check on da otha' guys. You's have fun ova' here.

Tony retreats to go join up with the rest of the Entourage who are elsewhere throughout the Make A Wish festivities SCW has setup along with plenty of other superstars and children. Nick then turns his attention back to the little girl, who was still waiting there for him, and within an instant a large smile returns to his face. Nick then scoops the girl up and stands up next to B, as Nick and B are quick to introduce her and Nicky to each other, and all four engage in a gleeful conversation full of child-like jokes that Big B gets the most laughs out of, as the night continues on.

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman our next match is for the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship!

Adams: Wooohooo! The ladies are back in action!

Simone: Calm down there, boy.

The house lights go down, as a golden and black spotlights go over the crowd. "So Beautiful, So Evil" begins to play over the loud speaker. The tron comes to life with a bird's eye view of the great Pyramids on the Giza Strip, only to change to what appears to be the interior of a tomb where we see Necra with eyes closed and they open glowing a blue color, as the scene changes to shots from matches, and her title wins.

Justin Decent: Introducing first weighing in at one hundred twenty seven pounds...From the Isle of the Gods, Greece...The Goddess of the Dead...NECRA OCTAVIAN KANE!

Simone: Necra is really hoping to regain the Roulette Championship tonight, Jason, but Emma Rose has had a stranglehold on that belt since she won it.

Adams: It's all that...training...she's been doing with Ben Jordan.

Mist starts to roll from around the stage area, as Necra rises up from underneath with Ex at her side, and Sara following behind. Sara has her head lowered never raising her eyes to the crowd. Necra leads a black panther on a leash in front of her, as they head down the ramp way. Necra ignores the fans as they start down the ramp way. They reach the ring, and Necra kisses Ex, and hands the leash to Sara, as she bows. Ex helps her up onto the edge of the ring, and opens the ropes for her. She stands in the middle of the ring, and she raises her hands, only to bring them down, as golden sparkles fall onto the crowd.

Adams: Is it even legal to have that panther here?

Simone: I'm thinking that Necra doesn't care. But, good thing it's on a leash.

"Nobody's business if I... walk, talk, make love, sing... but I'm able to love... Able to live, able to love." As the electric sounds of "Able to love" by Benny Bennasi trickles from the personal address system the video screen roars to life with a very familiar video of Sin City Wrestling's resident Kiwi, Emma Rose.

Adams: Have I ever mentioned what a lucky man Ben Jordan is?

Simone: Several...and please don't mention it again.

As the camera man zooms in on the screen to highlight her video package the lighting in the arena slightly dims down. Pulling back from the video the camera pans down to the top of the ramp to find Emma Rose standing at the top of it, her back is turned to the audience but the sight of her shadowed body is enough to bring the crowd to life. As her theme continues to play Emma confidently holds her Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roulette Championship up above her head with both hands.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and twenty eight pounds, from Dunedin New Zealand... she is the current Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roulette Champion... Emmmmmaaaa Rooose....

As Justin finishes announcing her Emma turns on her heels, the lights returning to normal as she does so. Resting her prized championship belt over her right shoulder she runs her nails across it, highlighting her name on the nameplate. Making her way down the ramp the New Zealand Bombshell takes her time soaking in the cheers from the fans. Emma makes her way to the steel steps and climbs them slowly, before walking along the ring apron. Lifting her right leg up and over the middle rope Emma teases the fan with a little display of her bottom before lifting her left leg over. Once inside the right Emma taps her championship belt before making her way around the six sided ring, pointing out to all her fans living it up. As her theme and video starts to wind up Emma makes her way over towards the centre of the ring, getting herself ready for tonight's match.

The Roulette Wheel is placed in the center of the ring, with Emma and Necra on either side. Justin Decent stands next to Emma, still holding her Roulette Championship proudly.

Justin: Alright ladies, it's now time to decide the stipulation for tonight's match. Emma, as the champion, you've been given the pleasure of spinning the wheel. Whenever you're ready...

Emma wastes no time. She places her hand on the wheel and sends it spinning. Round and round it goes, passing every stipulation from Street Fight, Evening Gown Mud Match to Regular Rules. It spins and spins until it finally lands on...

Justin: There you have it! The Bombshell Roulette Championship will be defended in a FIRST BLOOD MATCH!

Adams: Oh boy! A first for SCW! This is going to be good!

Simone: Indeed it should be, Jason. We've seen some great matches come from the Roulette Wheel, but this is the first time the First Blood stipulation has been used.

The crowd erupts in a huge pop. Both Necra and Emma don't seem to mind.

Justin: The rules of this match are simple. The ONLY way to win this match is to be the first to draw blood on your opponent!

The Roulette wheel is then quickly removed from the ring as Emma Rose hands the belt off to Drew Patton. He raises the belt up for a few seconds as the crowd cheers, before he hands it off to a ring official and calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Necra and Emma circle one another. Necra has an almost eerie smile on her face as she keeps her eyes locked on Emma and Emma looks almost nervous. The crowd cheers them on as they approach one another, Necra with the obvious height advantage over Emma. Necra holds her right hand up, encouraging Emma to take it but Emma doesn't look so sure.

Adams: Don't do it Emma!

Simone: I don't think she's going to, Jason.

Emma shakes her head, knowing it's a set up and when she goes to back away, Necra nails her right in the side of the head with a hard right fist. Emma crashes down to the mat, holding her temple and Necra slowly stalks her, plotting her next move. As Emma rolls over and tries to get to her feet, Necra delivers a hard boot to her side and Emma crashes back again. Emma tries again to get up, but Necra repeats this process, until Emma is backed into the corner, trying to get to her feet.

Simone: Necra is not holding back tonight it seems.

Necra goes to kick Emma again but the champion quickly grabs a hold of her ankle, bringing the Goddess of the Dead down to the mat. Necra's face bounces off the canvas and Emma quickly slides under the bottom rope and to the outside of the ring!

Adams: The way Necra's face smacked off the ring, she could have busted her nose already!

Simone: I don't think Emma is going to be that lucky tonight, Jason. I'm not seeing any signs of blood yet.

Drew Patton looks down at Necra, checking on her, but Necra looks up, insisting she is fine. She turns her attention to Emma on the outside of the ring, narrowing her eyes and glaring at the Bombshell Roulette Champion before she crawls over to the ropes and slides under the bottom rope right behind Emma! The crowd cheers and tries to get Emma to turn around, but when she does Necra grabs a hold of her long red hair and slams her head right against the ring apron! Emma's head bounces off the ring with a sickening thud before it bounces back and Necra does it again!

Simone: Emma has to be seeing stars after that one. Good lord!

Adams: Yeah, the crazy chick writing this has a headache just thinking about it.

Simone: What?

Necra is wearing Emma down rather quickly, causing the champion to see stars. After a few head shots against the ring apron, Necra holds on to Emma by her hair, dragging her over to the steel ring post where she slams Emma's head off of that as well and Emma crumples down to the floor, trying to shake away the stars but she is completely disoriented and Necra begins searching under the ring for something.

Adams: Here we go, Belinda! it's about to get ugly!

This gives Emma the little time she needs to pull herself back to her feet, all be it unsteadily and when Necra turns back around raising a steel chair in hand, Emma delivers a beautiful superkick that sends the steel chair right against Necra's face! The Goddess of the Dead crashes down to the floor, covering her face and Drew Patton quickly makes his way to the outside to check on her. Emma leans her hands on her knees, trying to regain her strength as Drew checks on Necra.

Simone: Good lord! Is Necra busted open? That was definitely a way to do it!

Adams: I think we're about to find out...

Emma walks over to Necra, leaning down and pulling her up by her hair. Necra shows no-signs of bleeding...yet...but Emma is now on the path to change that. She holds Necra down and begins deliver a few knee shots to the face, hoping to bust her nose...anything to draw blood, but it is all in vain. Emma follows the knee shots up with a nasty DDT and Necra's head bounces off the floor and she immediately goes still!

Adams: And that headache just got worse...Necra is out cold!

Simone: This isn't good for Necra, Jason. All Emma needs to do is find some way to make her bleed and it's all over.

Emma gets back to her feet and looks around for anything she can use to make Necra bleed. The crowd cheers her on as she pulls various things from under the ring as Necra slowly begins to move, rolling over on to her back. Drew checks on her, but Necra seems almost confused as to where she is. There are still no signs of any blood so the match continues.

Adams: Necra has been stupified, Belinda!

Simone: Just like you...

Adams: Hey!

Emma stops rummaging under the ring when and she slowly pulls out a baseball bat wrapped in barbed wire. She holds it up and the crowd goes wild!

Simone: Uh oh...I think NOW things are about to get ugly, Jason.

Adams: That's definitely a good way to make someone bleed...I think tonight is going to be one blood filled night, Belinda.

Emma stands over Necra and raises the bat, prepared to bring it crashing down against Necra, but Necra pulls her leg back and kicks Emma hard in the knee causing the champion to drop the bat and lose her footing! She falls forward, holding her knee and Necra sits up quickly, holding something in her hand! Emma raises her head to look at Necra and just as she does, Necra sprays something in Emma's eyes and Emma cries out in pain, furiously trying to wipe whatever it was out of her eyes!

Adams: Not the eyes! How is she supposed to wrestle if she can't see?!

Simone: Perhaps she should have taken pointers from Damien Cruise...

Adams: A lot of good that would have done...

Necra gets back to her feet and stands over Emma, looking down at her as she fights to get her sight back, but nothing helps. Emma is temporarily blinded and Necra bends down, pulling Emma up to her feet by her hair and she tosses her back into the ring under the bottom rope. Drew Patton slides into the ring, checking on Emma as Necra grabs a few things and tosses them into the ring.

Adams: I wonder what's in that bag she just tossed into the ring...

Simone: Why don't you ask Necra?

Adams: I think I'll wait...

The bat, steel chair, and a small bag of some sort is throw into the ring before Necra slides in under the bottom rope. Necra grabs the barbed wire bat first and slowly stalks her way over to Emma with a devious smile on her face. Emma is still somewhat blinded and the crowd is going crazy, knowing what is about to happen. Necra raises the barbed wire bat and just before she brings it down against Emma and ending the match, Emma manages to get enough of a glimpse to see what is about to happen and she rolls out of the way! The barbed wire sticks to the canvas and Necra yells out in frustration, reaching down and grabbing Emma by the ankle!

Simone: Necra is really taking it to the champion tonight.

Adams: Even if it wasn't a first blood match she'd be out for blood!

Emma fights to get away but Necra has a solid hold on her ankle and she drags her over to the steel chair. She lifts Emma up by the leg then brings her knee crashing down against the steel chair and it almost echoes throughout the room! She does this two more times until Emma is clearly in a considerable amount of pain and Necra grabs the steel chair and the bag just a few inches away from it. She sets the chair right by Emma's head and dumps out the contents onto the chair...Thumb tacks!

Adams: That's not good...

Simone: No, it's not Jason.

Necra pulls Emma up to her feet but Emma still has some fight left in her! The champion, even limping on one leg, shoves Necra away from her and against the ropes and when Necra rebounds back, she goes to deliver a clothesline but her knee gives out and she falls forward against Necra. Necra catches her and goes to set her up for the My Fair Lady but Emma somehow fights her way out of it and delivers a few hard punches to Necra's gut, followed by an uppercut that sends the Goddess of the Dead stumbling back against the ropes.

Simone: Emma refusing to get up despite her injured knee. She's definitely got the heart of a champion.

Adams: But will it be enough?

Emma unsteadily gets back to her feet, favoring her right leg but she looks at Necra, determined not to give up! She dares Necra to come at her and Necra has no problem obliging. The two exchange lefts and rights, all while Emma hops around on one leg, and that steel chair covered in thumb tacks is just inches away from them. Emma fights to stay in this one until Necra takes her by the hair and delivers a vicious headbutt that sends her stumbling back and Necra goes after her, and sets her up for the My Fair Lady!

Adams: My guess is not...

She has her positioned right over the steel chair and thumb tacks and as the crowd erupts in loud boos, she brings Emma's head crashing down against the steel chair and the thumb tacks with the My Fair Lady!

Simone: OH MY...The sound was absolutely sickening!

Adams: I think Emma is done for...

Necra gets back to her feet and uses her leg to roll Emma over. One look at Emma and Drew Patton calls for the bell, as she has blood trickling all down her face where a few thumbtacks are sticking.

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner and the NEW SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion....NECRA OCTAVIAN KANE!!!

Necra's music hits the sound system as Drew Patton hands her the Roulette belt and raises her arm in victory. She looks down at a motionless Emma with a sick smile on her face before she exits the ring as medical personnel rush down to check on Emma. Emma starts moving, thankfully, as they help her to her feet.

Adams: How is she even standing after that?

Simone: She's not standing without help that's for damn sure...

They help Emma out of the ring and to the back as the crowd claps and cheers the now former champion on the whole way.

Zuri Chastain is standing beside a vending machine as Bryon Maxwell walks up carrying a small child on his shoulders. Zuri glances over at Bryon and a smile comes across her face.

Zuri Chastain: Who do you got there Bryon?

Bryon Maxwell: This is Oliver Riley. He is six years old and is battling cancer. He is part of the Make a Wish.

Zuri Chastain: Hi Oliver

Oliver Riley: Hi

Bryon puts the kid down as he high fives him. Zuri kneels down and gives him a giant hug.

Zuri Chastain: What can I do for you?

Oliver Riley: I want to hang with the Justice twins.

Zuri Chastain: That can be arranged but first I need to take care of some business. Afterwards, we will take you out to dinner then play putt putt golf.

Oliver smiles as Zuri and Bryon walk off with him.

v/o: "Las Vegas, can you feel it coming, in the air tonight?"

The lights in the arena shut down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as bright flashes start to burst through out, acting as it were streaks of lighting. A dark crimson color light illuminates the entrance area as a thick mist rolls across the entrance ramp.

A hush falls over the casino as the crimson mist pours off the entrance ramp and into the crowd. Without warning, crimson colored lights explode throughout the arena. A video explodes on the screen as you can see the letters slowly fade in, and as it does a very well-known theme begins to filter out throughout the arena...

["I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord"]

As the popular Phil Collins song "In the Air Tonight" begins to play, the letters on the big screen finish forming with a nickname now well-known with this theme....

[The Mental Rapist]

Through the crimson mist, the fans can see two people making their way onto the entrance ramp. The arena erupts into boos as the two people are quickly recognized as Sean Jackson and the evil jezebeth Vanessa. Jackson is motionless while Vanessa stands bladed, her curves showing up beautifully against the backdrop. Sean is completely focused, his face adorned with a serious look while Vanessa runs her hands down the curves of her body and to her hips.

Justin Decent: The following is a Mixed Tag Team Challenge scheduled for one fall, introducing first from Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 220ibs, he is The Mental Rapist Sean Jackson!

"Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord."

His face remains stoic as only God knows what's floating around in that screwed up head of his, especially with the Vietnamese darkling at his side. After soaking up the reaction for a few moments, he motions that it's finally time to make their way to the ring.

They begin the slow walk down to the ring as the crimson spot lights glisten off of Vanessa's dark Vietnamese skin and cast a pale reflection on Jackson. Vanessa wearing a low cut blood red dress with a long slit showing off her well-toned legs and cleavage while Jackson is dressed in a black shirt with the HSI logo on the front. He is also wearing black trunks with red HSI lettering with gold trim.

As soon as they enter the ring, a spotlight bathes Sean Jackson as he takes to the turnbuckles and slowly climbs up. As he sets foot on the middle turnbuckle, the ring is surrounded in falling pyro on all sides of the rings as he peers out at the fans at ringside, much to the approval of a clapping Vanessa, he then hops down off the turnbuckle and leans against the ropes. As the pyro dies out, the lights come back on, returning the light to the arena.

Simone: This should be a great match both teams have some very talented competitors in them!

Adams: I know I can?t wait for the match to start but considering who the male half of the opposing team is I bet Sean can!

Pyro goes off as the chorus of "And We Run" blares through the speakers. Katherine comes out and stands in the center of the stage.

Justin Decent: From Fairborn, Ohio , Marisol Hawkes!

The fans give her a mixed reaction as she walks down the ramp. She gets in the ring and stares up the ramp waiting for the match to start while she stretches and paces the ring.

Simone: Wonder what Sean was just whispering to Marisol?

Adams: Probably asking her to start the match!

Justin Decent: And their opponents!

The lights dim and the heavy beat of "Satisfaction" by Benny Benazzi begins playing across the sound system and the crowd starts clapping along. As the lights return, they find Jamie Dean on his hands and knees, twerking his backside, facing away from the crowd. Jamie then jumps to his feet and calls out to the crowd with his arms held wide. He is wearing dark shades, a black color and hot pink bow tie, black vest lined in hot pink and matching loose pants. Jamie proceeds to walk down the ramp way, slapping hands as he goes.

Justin Decent: First, from Lima, Ohio weighing in at 169lbs from the Waist-down, ?Tyrannosaurus Sex? Jamie Dean!

Adams: And here?s why!

Simone: I think most of us figured that out already!

He walks around the entire ring, slapping hands until he reaches the steps and climbs them quickly to the ring apron. Jamie turns his back to the crowd, and with his hands behind his head, he begins twerking his butt off. He then steps halfway through the ropes and first grinds himself along the middle rope, then starts to 'hump' it vigorously. Jamie steps the rest of the way through and moves about the area of the ring, beckoning to the crowd for louder cheers and calling out to them, Sean Jackson in the meantime has taken the opportunity to leave the ring.

Simone: Hey you were right!

Adams: First time for everything!

He removes his shades and then begins to sway his upper body, sliding his vest off. He points to all corners of the building, and whichever side draws the most cheers, Jamie whips his pants off to reveal his trunks. He whirls his pants in the air over his head while grinding his pelvis towards the crowd, before tossing the pants to the outside making sure to aim them at Sean but they barely miss him and he is ready to begin the match.

Justin Decent: And his partner!

Katherine appears on the platform followed by her father. As the electronic beats of her song play, along with a basic light show, she does a little modeling stance, looking back over her shoulder, and lets her father twirl her by the hand.

Justin Decent: From Kent England, Katherine Kensington!

She then does a couple of club-dance-style hand movements as she starts down the ramp, with her father always following close behind. She will occasionally chat with him as they make their way to the ring.

Simone: Don?t let that woman?s snobby attitude fool you, beneath all that is a talented wrestler.

Adams: The exact opposite of every member of The Mean Girls in other words!

Katherine rolls into the ring and joins Jamie in his corner whilst her father stands opposite Vanessa at ringside, as soon as Katherine is close enough, her father starts whispering up to her about her partner, and Katherine nods her head, letting him know that she understands.

Simone: Katherine hasn?t had the best of luck since she made her debut in Sin City Wrestling, but she did defeat Azz n Class member Torielle Jackson last week!

Adams: Now all that?s left is to decide whose starting.

Jacob tries to call both teams to the center to decide who will start the match but it appears that both teams have already made the decision with Jamie starting for his team and Marisol starting for her team.

Simone: This won?t work, SCW has strict rules against Intergender violence and it won?t matter how flamboyant Jamie is!

Adams: Not that it stopped most of the male competitors in the Blast from the Past Tournament earlier this year.

Jacob tries to get Sean to enter the ring but he refuses insisting that Marisol agreed to start the match a claim that Marisol confirms, Jamie watches the proceedings as he leans against the ring ropes with his arms crossed but this gives Vanessa ample opportunity to pull down the top rope causing Jamie to lose his balance and tumble to the outside.

Simone: That?s one way to get around it!

Adams: No kidding!

Katherine enters the ring to check on her partner as he gets back to his feet, almost immediately Marisol charges in and hits her with a Dropkick to the back of the head knocking her down and prompting Jacob to call for the bell.

Simone: The match hasn?t even started and the tandem of Marisol and Sean are already using questionable tactics.

Adams: And now Marisol is going for the cover!

1?.2?.and Katherine is able to get her foot on the bottom rope just in time to break up the pin-fall attempt, undaunted Marisol drags Katherine to the center of the ring and goes for another cover 1?.2?.and Katherine reverses it into a roll-up 1?.2?..and Marisol kicks out in the nick of time.

Simone: We?re barely five minutes into the match and there?s already been three pinfalls between these Bombshells.

Adams: Jacob?s definitely earning his paycheck tonight!

By now Jamie is back on the ring apron and realizes that there?s nothing he can do for the time being other than cheer on Katherine as she and Marisol start exchanging some technical wrestling holds in the middle of the ring whilst Sean does the same for Marisol, after a few minutes Katherine is able to do a handstand out of a headscissor lock and follows it up with a unique pinfall attempt 1?.2?.and Marisol is able to power out of it whilst holding onto Katherine?s waist and hits her with a Gutwrench Suplex.

Simone: Both Bombshells are showing no signs of slowing down right now.

Adams: And that?s bad news for the men as they clearly want in on the action, well maybe Jamie does at least.

Marisol goes for a cover on Katherine 1?..2?..and Katherine kicks out just in time, Marisol wastes time by arguing with the ref about a slow pin-fall despite the fact that she spent a good couple of minutes taunting the crowd after the Suplex giving Katherine ample time to get back on her feet and surprise Marisol with a Reverse DDT.

Simone: Marisol?s inexperience is showing there.

Adams: I bet if it weren?t for the fact that Jamie was Sean?s opponent Sean wouldn?t rely on Marisol to do the dirty work.

Before Katherine can go for a cover however Marisol rolls out of the ring in an attempt to buy herself some time to recover, Katherine?s having none of that however and as soon as Marisol is back on her feet on the outside Katherine surprises her with a Baseball Slide and a Springboard Cross Body Block to the outside that knocks both Bombshells down.

Adams: Flying Bombshells!

Simone: If the men don?t get involved soon then this may as well had been a singles match between Katherine and Marisol!

Katherine gets to her feet and brings up Marisol with her before rolling the British Bombshell back into the ring and following her in, once she?s back in the ring Katherine wastes no time in going for a cover on Marisol 1?..2?..and Marisol still kicks out.

Simone: Nothing Katherine does seem to be able to keep Marisol down for very long!

Adams: And Sean couldn?t be happier about that fact as it means that he doesn?t have to face Jamie!

Katherine picks up Marisol and goes to whip her off the ropes only to get reversed and Marisol goes for a clothesline on the rebound but Katherine ducks, jumps onto the top rope and hits a springboard moonsault onto Marisol!

Simone: Great move by Katherine.

Adams: And I love her pinning combination, reminds me so much of the 69 Position?.

Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!

1?.2?.and Marisol kicks out again, this time neither Bombshell gets up and Jacob starts counting the Bombshells out realizing how exhausted they must be from the action so far in this match, at the count of seven Marisol is the first one to her feet and starts making her way to her team?s corner to make the tag to Sean??which he refuses.

Kensington: What are you doing?!

Jackson: If you tag me in I?ll have to face Jamie, you?ll have to put up with Katherine for the whole match!

Simone: What a great partner he is!

Adams: Well he?d better look up because Katherine?s up and she?s making her way to her team?s corner!

Sean realizes what?s happening and tries to tell Marisol to stop the tag but it?s too late for him as Katherine makes the tag and Jamie jumps into the ring.

Simone: This match just got a lot more flamboyant!

Adams: And Sean?s not happy about it!

Sean reluctantly makes the tag to Marisol and enters the ring whilst Jamie does some twerking in the middle of the ring, by the time Jamie?s finished Sean charges in and nearly takes off Jamie?s head with a massive lariat!

Simone: Looks like Sean had nothing to worry about!

Adams: He clearly does as he?s not wasting any time with that cover!

Sean saunters around, but doesn?t see that Jamie is crawling over to tag out. He is seeing stars, but he finds his way to Katherine, tagging her. The crowd cheers a bit as Katherine gets inside of the ring. Sean looks confused as he watches Marisol get inside of the ring. Marisol dashes right over to Katherine with a clothesline attempt, but Katherine ducks it and rolls Marisol up into a Small Package. Sean gets angry and quickly works his way over to the two females. 1?2? Sean pushes the two over so that Marisol has the pin. As the ref scolds Sean, trying to coax him back over to his corner, Jamie stumbles back inside of the ring. He pushes them over once more as the ref turns around to see the pin. 1? 2? Sean comes in to break it up, but Jamie nails him with a hard kick to the groin? 3!!!

Justin Decent: Here are your winners? KATHERINE KENSINGTON, AND JAMIE DEAN!!!

Simone: Jamie wins and Katherine gets her second SCW win!

Adams: And the opposing team isn?t happy!

Jamie and Katherine leave the ring to celebrate as Sean, Sterling and Vanessa check on Marisol.

The cameras switch backstage, and to a hallway, walking along which can be seen an unexpected trio: the three people are Erik Staggs, Simon Jones, and a previously unseen dark-haired female.

Simon: See, Natalie; I told you that it would be worthwhile for you to come to Vegas, so that you could be here for Into The Void.

"Natalie" is Natalie McKinley - the aspiring wrestler that Simon has being trying to help get a contract with SCW.

Natalie: Well, when you told me that I should be here, I did hope that there was more to it than you simply wanting me to be present to witness your final match in SCW; it's good to find out that my optimism was not unreasonable.

Erik: I admit that I was a little skeptical at hiring someone with no experience in the industry, but when you have people like Simon Jones and my nephew in your corner, it is hard to say no. Now, if we could just find him?

Erik looks around as he walks, obviously distracted by his search. He narrows his eyes, spotting a dark haired man standing at the exit with a cigarette in his hand, sneaking a quick break. Erik rolls his eyes as he speeds up his walk. Finding the man to be someone besides his nephew, his look turns to annoyance as he taps the man on the shoulder.

Erik: No smoking inside of the venue. Please and thank you?

Erik pushes the door open for the man, just in time to see Spike leaned against the outside wall. He is staring off into space, clearly distracted as he doesn?t even notice his uncle standing there. Erik gets right in front of him, drawing his attention back to Earth.

Spike: Oh? hey, um? I just needed some time to think, and?

Erik: Well, you?ve made arrangements to speak with Natalie, and no one could find you.

Spike shakes his head apologetically as he looks over to Simon and Natalie standing in the doorway. He walks over to them both, offering each of them a polite handshake at the same time.

Simon: Good evening, Spike. I hope this isn't a bad time.

Simon is first to shake Spike's hand, followed by a slightly in awe Natalie, who smiles politely at Spike.

Natalie: Wow, Spike Staggs; it's a pleasure to get to meet you.

Spike nods his head to both of them as he pushes a smile onto his nervous face. First he looks over to Simon.

Spike: No, it is perfect timing. I?ve been looking forward to meeting with you both all week. How are you doing, Natalie? The pleasure is all mine?

Spike gives Natalie a warm smile of reassurance, despite his obvious initial flightiness.

Natalie: I'm doing good, thanks - in fact, I'm doing better than good, now that I've signed a contract, to become an SCW bombshell.

Natalie casts a glance towards Simon, before looking back to Spike.

Natalie: And I believe that I have reason to be thankful to you: I'm told that you were partly responsible for me being offered that contract. So thank you, Spike.

Spike: No need to thank me. I?m a man who likes to gamble, and I trust Simon?s judgment. If he thinks you could really be something, then I am inclined to give my stamp of approval.

Erik: Yes, you?re a great manager and trainer. You are underrated here in SCW in that regard given the turnover rate of members in NXT?

Spike looks over at his uncle, not exactly thrilled by hearing the truth. Spike blinks for a moment before nodding his head.

Spike: Yes? that is one reason I?m apprehensive about allowing new members into the ranks, but? I?ve just got a feeling? I do hope that you aren?t afraid to train hard?

Natalie opens her mouth to respond - but Simon beats her to it.

Simon: I don't think that you have anything to worry about there, Spike; I've seen Natalie with weights in the gym, and I've seen her practicing in the ring - the intensity with which she trains is unrelentless.

Natalie smiles, as she nervously tucks a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

Natalie: Um...does that answer your question?

Spike: It certainly does. I tend to be cautious in letting people in, but this gut feeling just says? it?s right. I have an eye for potential, but commitment is where I tend to have a blind spot. I don?t ask much, just that you give 100% all of the time.

Spike smirks as if such a thing should be common place in wrestling. He shrugs his shoulders as he awaits response from Natalie.

Natalie: That, I can promise you.

Natalie again glances at Simon, and then looks back to Spike.

Natalie: Besides, after the effort that you and Simon have gone to, I wouldn't dare give anything less.

Simon: So then, Spike, what do you think - do you think that you can find a place for Natalie, in the New XTremes?

Spike sighs, thinking it over carefully. However, upon cracking a smile, it becomes apparent that it was sarcasm. Spike chuckles before nodding his head to confirm it as he steps forward.

Spike: Of course. As long as she puts forth the effort, I will train her to the best of my abilities. We could be looking at a Bombshell Champion in the making?

Erik smiles, giving Spike a nod that suggests he?s proud of his nephew. Natalie gives Simon a hug, thanking him, before turning to Spike to give him one. She is elated as the four walk inside of the building, and the scene fades out.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Justin: The following is a ?Falls Count Anywhere Match?. Introducing first?

Dread & The Fugitive Mind by Megadeath begins to play as TJ Codair walks out from behind the curtain. He slaps the hands of a few fans as he makes his way to the ring.

Justin: From Boston, Massachusetts?.weighing in at 245 pounds?.TJ CODAAAAAAAAAIR!

TJ jumps up on to the apron and slides between the ropes. He raises his arms as the crowd cheers for him.

Justin: And his opponent?

Monster by Skillet 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 Sin of Wrath, Rage, appears from behind the curtain. His manager, Synn, stands on one side of him, while his valet, and fellow Seven Deadly Sins stablemate, Kittie, stands on the other. They stand at the entrance for a few moments before Rage raises his clenched fist above him, eliciting massive boos from the crowd.

Justin: From Parts Unknown?.weighing in at 300 pounds?.RAAAAAAAGE!

He makes his way to the ring with a dark almost demonic look on his face. Once he gets to the ring, he pulls himself up to the apron, using the second rope, then steps over the top rope to enter the ring. Synn and Kittie take their place on the outside of the ring as Rage looks to the backstage entrance. His music dies down and he waits for the bell.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Rage runs and immediately hits TJ with a hard right hand that knocks the Boston native back a few feet. He follows it up by grabbing the shorter Codair by the neck and flinging him head over heels down to the canvas. TJ tries to jump to his feet quickly but is met with a nasty looking boot to the face which knocks him back down. Rage smiles in an evil way before screaming out to the Vegas crowd.

Crowd: BOO!

Adams: The Gold Coast crowd is rooting for Codair in this one and they?re not afraid to let Rage know about it.

The Sin of Wrath picks TJ up by the hair and drags him over to the corner post, slamming his fist repeatedly on the turnbuckle. His wicked smile returns as he grabs Codair and lifts the 245 pounder up in a Gorilla Press Slam. He presses once?.twice?a third time and then finishes it off by tossing TJ over the top rope and down the concrete floor.

Simone: Oh my god!

Adams: I think Rage wants to kill TJ!

Crowd: BOO!

Rage slips between the ropes and hops down to ringside while Jasmine St. John follows closely behind him. He arrogantly walks over to TJ and picks him up, slamming him back first on to the steel railing. He picks him up to his feet, leans him back over the railing and then slaps him hard across the chest.

Crowd: Woo!

He slaps again before grabbing Codair by the back of the head and sending him flipping through the air, landing with his back across the top of the steel steps. TJ screams out in pain before Rage silences him with a devastating looking leg drop across his throat while he is still lying on top of the steps. Rage rips him off of the steps and onto the concrete floor before dropping down and going for the cover. Jasmine drops for the count.

One!

Two!

Adams: No! TJ kicks out!

Rage jumps to his feet angrily and grabs Codair. He picks him up and slams his face on the ring apron. He grabs TJ by the arm and goes to whip him in to the steel barricade but at the last second he pulls Codair back in and lifts him off of his feet with a thunderous clothesline.

Simone: I don?t know how much of this TJ can take.

Rage drops for another pin fall attempt and St. John follows for the count.

One!

Two!

Adams: Codair gets his arm up!

A frustrated Sin of Wrath picks TJ up by his head but finally, Codair shows some signs of life by way of slamming a fist in to the gut of Rage. He follows that up with a few harder hitting closed fist shots to the bread basket, which knocks the big man back a few steps. He goes for a big shot but Rage blocks it and grabs him by the head.

Simone: Oh so close?

Rage takes Codair and throws him over the steel barricade and in to the crowd. He hops over himself as Jasmine. St. John follows. He grabs TJ by the arm and drags him across the concrete floor towards an exit door and fans scamper back, afraid of getting caught in the middle of Rage?s wrath. He takes TJ and slams him face first into the wall near the emergency exit. He then takes him slams his head against the steel fire-proof door, swinging it wide open into the back service hallway of the Gold Coast Casino and Hotel.

Adams: This thing is getting crazy!

Simone: The falls are counting everywhere, Jason!

Rage goes to grab TJ but Codair reacts on instinct and trips Rage to the floor. The big man jumps up to his feet but TJ is right there and lands a European uppercut to the chin of Rage which knocks him back into a set of double steel doors. Seizing his moment, TJ launches at Rage with a tackle that sends both men tumbling through the heavy fire doors and rolling in to a commercial kitchen inside of the hotel. Completely surprised and caught off guard, the cooks and dishwashers frantically move out of the way as both men continue to brawl. They trade hard shots, over and over, until TJ grabs a frying pan and smacks Rage across the face.

DOING!

Adams: Oh that had to hurt!

Rage hunches over and TJ swings the pan again, this time landing across the back of his foe. Rage falls forward and accidentally touches a hot oven, burning his hands.

Rage: AAAAHHHH!!

TJ tries to capitalize by swinging the frying pan for a third time but grabs a handful of flour and chucks it into the eyes of Codair. He swings the pan blindly a bit as he is unable to see Rage, giving the former Heavyweight Champion a chance to recover from the hot oven. He kicks Codair in midsection and then sends him head first through a swinging door in to the middle of a restaurant. They continue to brawl as dinner guests look on in horror as to what they see; Codair covered in flour and Rage with second degree burns on his hands. As they fight on Jasmine apologizes to an old couple for interrupting their meal.

Simone: This is getting out of hand.

Adams: I think TJ looks fantastic like that!

The men push past the patrons and in to the bar. Rage picks up a cocktail tray and slams it over the head of Codair. TJ falls to one knee as Rage brings the tray and knocks him under the chin, knocking him out cold. He staggers for a moment, dropping the tray, and drops to the marble floor to cover him up. Jasmine follows suit and makes the count.

One!

Two!

Thr-

Adams: He?s alive!

Simone: Codair kicked out!

A frustrated Rage rolls his eyes when he realizes he has to keep fighting. He peels TJ up from the floor and goes to the throw him into the bar but at the last second, TJ reverses. He pulls him in tight, lifts him up on his shoulder, and charges straight ahead.

Simone: Wait a second?

Adams: He?s not gonna?.

CRASH! BOOM! CRACK!

TJ and Rage fly through a pane glass window into the hallway, outside of the bar. People scream in horror as they watch both men struggle to their feet. Both TJ?s face and Rage?s back are littered with small pieces of glass and bits of blood. Codair clearly looks like he got the worst of what he just carried out. TJ swings wildly and misses and Rage laughs at him. He grabs the Boston native by the throat, lifts him up, and chokeslams him down to the floor. He struts around arrogantly, showing off how he?s won, before putting his foot on TJ?s chest. Jasmine drops down for the count.

One!

Two!

Simone: HE KICKED OUT!

Crowd: POP!

Adams: Rage can?t believe it!

Rage angrily grabs Codair by the back of the head and pummels him in the face, over and over and over again. He picks him, punches him in the stomach, and then whips him into an oncoming cocktail waitress. TJ?s momentum takes him through the waitress, sending hr tray of drinks crashing down to the floor. Rage runs over and grabs him but TJ strikes back with a surprise low blow.

Crowd: POP!

Capitalizing on is newly found momentum, TJ grabs Rage and drags him over to a large, steel, slot machine. He takes him by the back of the head and repeatedly slams his head in to the front of the machine.

SLAM! SLAM! SLAM! SLAM!

He pulls back Rage?s head and the Sin of Wrath?s eyes roll back in to his head and blood begins to spew out of his nose. With one more burst of fury, Codair slams Rage?s head one more time on the slot machine prompting the dials to start spinning. One by one they stop moving?

?7?..7?..7?

The machine begins to light up and flash and music begins to play. Codair cracks a smile as Rage slumps over.

TJ: Jackpot?bitch.

Crowd: POP!

He grabs Rage and pulls him back, leaning his body forward and setting him up for his patented Spinning Reverse STO.

Simone: It?s ?OBLIVION? time!

Adams: This could be it?!

At the last second, Rage powers out and hits TJ with a make shit backbreaker. He then pulls TJ over to a nearby Roulette table. Rage steps up on to the table and with blood flowing down his face, he screams out one more time.

Adams: Uh oh?

Rage lifts TJ up and sets him up for a tombstone piledriver. He launches up in to the air and crashes down through a roulette wheel, send Codair?s neck in to his spine in the process.

CRAAAAAAACK!

Simone:Oh my god!

Adams: ?THE DEATH DROP?! Right through the table!

Rage, spent from the brawl, slumps over on top of the fallen Codair as Jasmine drops for the count.

One!

Two!

Three!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Here is your winner?..RAAAAAAAAGE!!!!!

Simone: Rage may have won, Jason, but I?m not sure there was a winner there.

The scene cuts with the Into the Void ?make a wish? logo and the video section. Roxi Johnson is seated in a chair talking about her experience.

Roxi: I met Angela through make-a-wish a few months ago. When, I was asked by Make-a-wish to come see her. Angela is 7 years old, and she has leukemia.

Photos of the young girl are shown, most of her as an infant with a breathing tube in her nose .

Roxi: Her mother said, she saw it when Angela dropped a lot of weight, and started losing energy, and didn?t act like a little kid. And it broke my heart, to hear about a little girl, not being able to play with her friends, or things like that, it?s a luxury that a lot of people take for granted.

We see Roxi knocking on the door to Angela?s house. Angela?s mother answers the door, and Roxi soon meets Angela and Angela squeals in delight. Clapping her hands and jumping up and down. The two share a big hug.

Roxi: When I met her, I saw the look on her face, the absolute joy in her eyes, it was overwhelming for me. All because I was there. I never in a million years would think I would see a child?s face light up like that.

Roxi watches as Angela plays with toys, does her homework, with Roxi high fiving her after getting a question right.

Roxi: And she was?so cool. You wouldn?t know she has anything wrong with her. She was so nice and upbeat. I was so shocked that she wanted to meet me. I actually asked her why she picked me, and she said? ?Because you help people? And? And I almost broke down and cried right then and there.

Cut to Roxi and Angela running around a playground, having a good time.

Roxi: We spent a lot of time together, we played at the park, and we fought the bad guys and saved the world. Well, she did, I was just so proud to be her sidekick. I actually bought two phones, a special line between the two of us so she can call me, and I?ll do the same for very a few times a week.

Footage of Roxi answering her special phone after a recent match

Roxi: Hi Angela! I miss you!

Back to Roxi in the studio.

Roxi: She went in for her last treatment a few days ago, and she called me, and said ?last one, and then I?m gonna be a superhero like you.? And uh? I said? I said that?s great, but you?re already a superhero.

Tears stream down Roxi's face as we cut to see Roxi knocking on the door of Angela?s house, where Roxi has a question for Angela.

Roxi: Angela, I have a question.

Angela: Okay!

Roxi: Can you help me with something?

Angela: Okay!

Roxi: Okay, well you?re the only one I can trust, so I need you to be my flower girl, can you do that?

Angela: Yes! I?ll help you.

Roxi: Thank you so much! And afterward, I want you, and your parents to come to see SCW on Sunday. I want you to be my guest. Can you do that too?

Angela puts her hands on her hips?

Angela: You?you want a lot!

Roxi bursts into laughter.

We see Roxi?s wedding from last Thursday.

Roxi: It gave me so much joy to see Angela as the flower girl for my wedding. She was so happy, so full of life. And now she knows she?s my superhero. It was a great feeling and? and I uh? I will always cherish it.

Roxi wipes a tear from her eyes. We cut back to live crowd.

Wasting no time, Delia can be heard shouting through a microphone from behind the curtains. The ring crew quickly steps out with the runway, attaching it to the ring apron as the curtain flies to the side. Girls wearing ?Burn Book? printed ninja suits come flipping down the runway. There are six of them. However, about seven more come from different parts of the crowd, eventually making their way to the ring. They crawl inside of the ring and looks around until a red spotlight begins flashing at the ceiling. Delia is seen straddling a motorcycle hanging from the ceiling. She is wearing a pair of revealing fishnets and silver studded boots that gleam in the flashing lights. The motorcycle slowly lowers as Delia shouts into the microphone at the crowd of Mean Ninjas inside of the ring. She is wearing a trench coat that keeps her outfit a secret. The wind blows it around as the bike slowly spins, landing in the center of the crowd. Once she is safe inside of the ring, she is seen wearing a half mask that hides her face, black lip stick, and mostly black hair held into two ponytails. One of her eyes is pure white, while the other is completely black. She is wearing a tiny top hat that is pinned to her head. She looks from side to side before dropping the trench coat to reveal a silver top that shoots out sparks as she roars into the microphone.

Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall? Making her way to the ring, from Paris, France by way of Miami, Florida... standing at 5 feet 9 inches and weighing in at 135 pounds, she is? DEEEEEEEEELIIIIIIAAAAAAAA!!!

The audience continues to boo as the minions bow down to her. She is wearing a one piece show girl style black suit, the corset portion is studded silver to match her boots as she glares around at the audience. As she turns, she has a black bow with a silver skull and crossbones on her backside that is only revealed as her cape flutters in the slowing wind. She leans over to face Justin Decent, motioning for a microphone. She paces back and forth, letting the cape continue to wave before speaking in a growling low tone voice that is unlike her own.

Delia: Tonight? I happily play z?e villainess z?at you all have made me out to be. I will take down your precious hero Roxi Johnson, better known as? Lady Bedlam! Yes? You see, tonight, SCW will lose all hope. I will extinguish z?e flame, and you only have yourselves to blame for it? My minions of darkness, disperse and spread z?e terror to z?e backstage area! Z?is is only z?e beginning!

Delia drops the microphone down to the ground as explosions are heard. The 13 ninjas rush backstage, ready to inflict chaos as Delia grins wickedly. She saunters around the ring as the fans boo her. She waves the boos in as she waits for Roxi Johnson to come out.

"Outsider" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage. She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere.

Justin: And her opponent. From Tampa, Florida?she is the ?Superhero??Roxi Johnson!

She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to cheers from the audience.

Simone: Roxi Johnson looks be the first one to knock off the Mean Girl and resident SCW bitch, Delia Darling.

Adams: Why, Belinda, That?s not very nice.

As Drew Patton turns to call for the bell Darling kicks Johnson right in the gut while Roxi isn?t looking.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Darling continues to work on the gut of Johnson, kicking and punching the former Bombshell Champion into the corner. As Johnson backs up into the turnbuckle, Delia runs in with a corner splash. Darling whips Johnson into the opposite turnbuckle and this time she runs up and hits a fast hurricanrana, flipping Johnson over before he knows what happened.

Simone: She goes for the quick cover.

One!

Two!

Adams: Three!

Simone: No! Roxi kicked out!

Darling kicks Johnson in the face, which knocks her right back down to the ground. She bounces off of the ropes and hits a rolling senton bomb over the mid-section of Johnson.

Adams: Looks like Delia learned how to wrestle!

Simone: Don?t let her Mean Girl ways fool you, Delia is as aggressive in the ring as anyone.

Adams: Who?s fooled? She?s undefeated!

As Roxi gets up, Darling charges at her but she is met with a hard elbow right in the face. As Delia steps back in a quick haze Johnson lunges at her with a hard clothesline that sends the Mean Girl down to the ground. Johnson picks Delia up and throws her into the corner with a hard Irish whip.

Adams: That has to hurt!

As Delia lays up against the turnbuckle, Johnson walks over but the crafty Delia quickly reverses the situation by hitting Roxi with a bitch slap across the face. She throws Johnson in to the corner and puts hers boot on the neck of Roxi and pushes in hard choking her. Drew Patton walks over and starts the count.

Delia breaks the hold just before Drew Patton gets to the five count. She walks back the center of the ring and taunts the crowd.

Crowd: BOO!

She runs back over and kicks Roxi right in the mid-section as she tries to get up off the mat, which sends her right back down. Again Delia taunts the crowd and they shower her with boos. She turns her attention back toward the former Bombshell Champion and waits for her to stumble to her feet. As she does, Delia grabs her and shoves her head between her legs. She lifts her vertical, with Roxi?s feet pointing straight to the sky, and then sends her crashing down on the top of her head with a picture perfect Spike Piledriver.

Adams: What technical prowess!

With Roxi lying limp on the floor, Delia goes to make the cover. Patton drops to the canvas to make the count.
One!

Two!

Simone: Roxi kicked out!

At the last second Roxi throws up her shoulder and a pout comes over the face of Delia Darling. She peels Johnson up off of the mat and leads her over to one of the six corners. She slams her head a few times in to the top turnbuckle and then, grabbing her arm, pulls her in for a hellacious looking clothesline. As Roxi drops to the mat with her eyes rolled to the back of her head, Delia strikes a pose for the crowd.

Crowd: BOO!

She picks Johnson up again, this time setting her up for a neckbreaker, She spins her head around and she goes to drop down, Roxi grabs Delia?s hair to block to the move. She tightens her grip and Delia screams out in pain and has no choice but to let go of Roxi. As the Mean Girl turns around, Roxi runs in and hits her with hard flying forearm, which drops her down on her back. Delia gets up in a bit of a daze and Roxi is perched waiting for her. Johnson lifts her up, spins her around, and sends her crashing down to the mat with an impressive looking Blue Thunder Bomb. She pins Delia?s shoulders down to the mat with her feet and Drew Patton drops to his knees to make a count. The crowd counts along with him.
One!

Two!

Thr-
At the last second Delia manages to get her arm free and throw her shoulder up.

Simone: We almost had a quick ending, Jason.

Adams: That?s why I love this sport! It doesn?t get much more exciting than that.

Roxi springs to her feet in time to catch Delia with a boot to her face as she gets to her knees. Roxi sees Delia laid out flat on her back and looks to the crowd, raising her arm up and screaming out to her fans.

Crowd: POP!

She hops over the fallen Delia Darling and launches at the ropes. She springboards herself high up into the air, flipping over and landing across the chest of Delia with a patented Lionsault.

Simone: Wow! Did you see that? This audience is starting to really get behind her!

Roxi hooks the leg, looking to put away her opponent. Drew Patton makes the count.

One!

Two!

Crowd: Three!

Simone: No! Delia kicked out again!

Adams: What resilience by the French born Bombshell!

Roxi shows a bit of frustration after Delia kicks out again. She picks Darling up and scoops her in to a body slam before dropping an elbow on her throat. She goes for another quick cover but Delia kicks out immediately. Roxi gets to her feet and picks Delia up by her hair. She stands her up straight up and smacks her across her chest with a swift chop.

Crowd: Wooo!

She grabs Delia by the head and throws her sideways at the ropes, causing Darling to fall through them and down to ringside. Roxi calls out to the crowd before running and flying through the ropes, knocking Delia back down with a suicide dive and crowd goes nuts.

Crowd: POP!

Roxi stumbles to her feet. She grabs Delia who is on one knee and slams her face in to the steel barricade twice. She goes to do it a third time but sees Angelica out of the corner of her eye. She drops Delia and turns her attention toward the Mean Girl valet. As Roxi walks up toward her, Angelica shoves her hand in to her face. Roxi smacks it away and the two get in each other?s face, just in time for Delia to run in and slam a fist in to the back of Johnson?s head. All of this while Drew Patton is counting.
One?Two?Three?
Delia grabs the former Bombshell Champion and slams her face right in to the ring post. As Roxi drops to all fours, Delia launches a boot right in to her mid section and then blows Roxi a kiss as she hunches over in pain. She steps on to Roxi?s face and walks over her, laughing as she pushes her weight down on to her, as Drew Patton continues to count.
Four?five?six?

Simone: Delia is getting vicious now?

Adams: The more I watch this match, the more I hate her?

Delia picks Roxi up her hair and then throws her up in to the ring. She walks elegantly up the steps and then slip in between the ropes. She steps on the back of Roxi before grabbing her arm and hooks her into a hammerlock and Roxi screams out in pain. Delia arrogantly lets go and then prances around the ring to a chorus of boos.

Crowd: BOO!

As Delia prances around, she waits too long and allows Roxi to get to her feet. She goes in to attack Johnson but Roxi goes for a front kick. Delia grabs her foot, blocking the kick, and waves her finger back and forth to Johnson. Out of anger, Roxi jumps up and flips over, kicking Delia in the back of the head.

Simone: Enziguri kick!

As Delia gets to her feet, Roxi runs over and jumps up, springboarding herself off of the top rope and hitting a flying kick right to the chin of Darling.
SMACK!

Simone: RAY OF HOPE! Roxi?s done it! She?s beaten the undefeated streak!

Roxi runs over and quickly covers up Delia. Just Drew Patton is about to drop for the cover, Angelica hops up on to the apron distracting him. He walks over tell her to get down but she acts innocent. Fed up with her, Roxi gets up and runs over to hit Angelica but she hops down off the apron just in time. An annoyed Roxi turns back around to find Delia?s boot in her stomach.

Adams: What out!

Delia grabs Roxi and shoves her head between her legs. She lifts her up high on to her shoulders in a powerbomb position and then runs toward a corner, launching Johnson in to the turnbuckle.

Adams: LE BITCH BOMB!

As Roxi bounces out of the corner Delia lifts her up and flips her over with a beautifully executed Bridging Fall-Away Slam.

Adams: Cutie Special!

Drew drops to the mat for the count.
One!

Two!

Three!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL UNDEFEATED!....Deeeeeeeeeeeeeelia Daaaaarling!

Angelica gets in the ring and celebrates with Delia as Roxi can?t believe she just lost.

Adams: The streak lives on folks, for better or for worse.

Simone: For worse, unfortunately.

We find our way backstage in the office area of the Gold Coast Casino of Las Vegas. As we work our way through the halls, we find a door marked ?Hot Stuff Mark Ward?. It is slightly cracked as Mark Ward himself walks up to the door. He takes a second to look at the door curiously before he slowly opens it. His curiosity is answered quickly as he sees three men sitting down around his desk, with stacks upon stacks of papers. He has a cup of coffee in his hand and he takes an obnoxiously loud sip to alert the murmuring tandem of his presence. The first to turn around is Erik Staggs, quickly followed by Horace Jackson and his lawyer, Tony Childress. Mark shakes his head, clearly aggravated by their presence. He walks around and sits down at his desk, ready to become ?all business?.

HS: Do I even need to ask what ya lot are doing in my office? Especially someone I could have thrown out of here because he?s technically suspended?

Erik stops and stares at Mark, and the two look as if they are ready to go to war with one another. Erik narrows his eyes, as does Mark. However, after a few seconds of tension, Erik cracks a smirk as he pounds a folder with a stack of papers inside, right in front of Mark.

Erik: Well, it appears that we?ve got ourselves a negotiation here. I?ve gone over our rulebook here with Mr. Childress for the better part of two weeks, and we?ve found some rather interesting things.

Mark gulps a bit, but does his best not to let on that he is nervous. He takes in a deep breath and then smirks as he casually asks Erik a question.

HS: Yeah? Why don?t ya save us both a bunch of time and tell me what it is ya found? Or else we?ll likely miss the entire show tonight, sitting around reading bullshit rules and regulations.

Erik: Well, that just depends. Do you want me to tell you, or do you feel like getting lawyered tonight?

HS: I always did enjoy a good argument. Might as well have one with a guy who gets paid to do so.

Mark gets a cocky smirk on his face as he slowly turns, letting his eyes rest firmly on Horace in a taunting manner before slowly working his way over to Tony. He cups his hands together and rests his chin on top of them before giving a quick nod for Tony to proceed. Tony Childress glances at Mark Ward before clearing his throat. He looks down at his notes and begins.

Tony Childress: Mr. Ward, are you aware that you didn't have just cause to suspend my client? Did you truly read the fine print from the SCW Roulette #1 contender contract that Horace Jackson had won at Chaos in Cape Town? I also want to know Mr. Ward if you knew the moment you provoked my client you lost all powers to suspend him. Tell Mr. Ward, how long were you going to continue this masquerade ball?

Tony pauses from his notes to glance back up at Mark. Mark narrows his eyes as a smile spreads across his face. He waits for Erik Staggs to interject, but seeing that he?s allowing Tony his time to speak, Mark chuckles.

HS: That?s a lot of fancy talk for saying your boy there violated our policy that supersedes the title contract clause. My ?bullying? had nothing to do with his hot temper that caused him to put my life in danger.

Erik: Yes, but you also decided to encroach on his right to a safe and warm work environment, free of harassment? That is where the issue lies, Mark?

Erik locks eyes with Mark, as if deciding that he was going to press the issue as far as he could now. However, this is when Tony decides to explain things a little more in depth.

Tony Childress: That is where we have an issue Mark Ward. I reviewed the footage from that night and if you watch very closely. You can see your finger jabbing right into my client's chest. Therefore Mr. Ward, my client was only reacting to your inappropriate touching of my client. It also shows that you didn't read your own title contracts. This particular shot can only be revoked if all three members of the front office says so. In other words Mark, you were pissed that my client won his match fair and square. You suspended my client Mark for your own personal gain. It had nothing to do with your policy. In fact, there is nothing in your by laws that gave the just cause to suspend my client.

Tony looks over at Erik before walking over to the water fountain. Erik turns to Mark with a bit of a smirk spread across his face, challenging Mark to come back from that. Mark folds his hands in front of himself on the desk as he glances over to Tony.

HS: He struck me, so I got every right to suspend him. My finger poking his chest is a lot more than him hauling off and hitting me. I could have pressed charges, but I settled for suspending his worthless arse. Do we really need to bring my lawyer into this, or can you just back off and let it be?

Erik: What about Gabriel? He put Christian in the hospital, yet he?s got a match tonight. Do we ever want to get into the obvious favoritism going on here?

Tony closes his notebook and sets on the chair. He then places both of his hands on the desk as he looks directly into Mark Ward's eyes.

Tony Childress: Tell me something Mr. Ward, if my client is so "worthless" then explain all the fan mail Horace gets from fans all over the world. This whole situation isn't because he attacked you. It's because he won his match and was going to be a bigger name than "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward. Odette Stevens also attacked Christian Underwood and she as a title shot. My client barely grazed you and you suspend him without just cause.

Before Tony could finish, Bridgette and Vivian walk into Mark Ward's office. They have little Harvey Petraeus with them. Tony looks at the child then back at Mark.

Tony Childress: Mark, you look that kid in the eye and tell him why his favorite superstar is on the sidelines. You look that kid in the eye and tell him that his favorite superstar is worthless. You look that kid in the eye and tell him that Horace Jackson will never receive his title shot. Mark, why don't you tell all the kids, who look up to Horace Jackson, that he is worthless.

Tony stands back up as little Harvey Petraeus jumps into Horace's arms. The little boy looks at Mark Ward with a hurtful feel in them.

Harvey Petraeus: You are worthless Mr. Ward. My hero did nothing wrong. I wish Horace Jackson and his family would be reinstated.

Harvey buries his face into Horace's shoulder. Tony shakes his head toward Mark.

Tony Childress: I hope your ego is satisfied. I hope HSI is satisfied. I hope your fans don't bail on you after you get what you want.

Horace finally speaks up.

Horace Jackson: Mark, you keep thinking that I am some rookie. You forgot that I have 16 years in this business. You?re not the first egocentric, narcissistic jack-o-lantern who throws his power around like it was an energy ball. The fact is this you were pissed that you lost and you needed a scapegoat. Like my lawyer said, you look Harvey Petraeus in the eyes and tell him that I am worthless.

Tony crosses his arms in front of his chest while glancing over at Erik. Erik clears his throat and gives a quick nod of acknowledgement before he turns to Mark. He is about to speak, when Harvey looks at Mark and says in a very adult tone.

Harvey Petraeus: Please, Mr. Ward? I want to see Horace Jackson back inside of an SCW ring. I didn?t get to submit my wish for tonight, but that is my wish. Horace is my idol, and I want to see him wrestle, just one more time?

The urgency in Harvey?s voice brings a hush over the room. Even Mark can?t sneer at the request, but he remains silent, seeming to not want to budge on his decision. Erik lowers his eyes for a moment before slowly looking Mark in the eye.

Erik: Now come on Mark? You can?t really be so heartless, can you? On tonight of all nights?

HS: Dammit, Staggs? that?s a low blow, mate.

Mark takes in a deep breath as he taps his thumbs together on the desk. He waits for someone to break the silence, giving in, and when that doesn?t happen, he sighs out almost painfully.

HS: Alright then? Let?s discuss terms here?

Harvey gasps in excitement, as he is joined by Erik clapping his hands together loudly. Bridgette and Vivian wrap their arms around Horace in celebration as Mark rolls his eyes. We fade out of the office.

Just outside of the Grand Ballroom in the Gold Coast Casino, where 'Into the Void III' was currently being held, the fans are treated to the familiar faces of the still reigning SCW Tag Team Champions, Despayre and Big B, as they are surrounded by some very familiar faces. Despayre's mother Margaret, and Grandmother Victoria, are joined by the other members of the Sins stable, including Rage, Sxxxy Shane Boswell, Fantasia and Synn himself. While Big B is with his cousin, Nick Jones and the members of Nick's Entourage, Diana, Tony, Max and Jimmy.

Despayre is hopping up and down on the soles of his feet, his pale skin still glistening from the post-match shower following his and Big B's successful championship defense. His excitement is clearly for his personal guests, his mom and grandma.

Despayre: We won, mom! We won! We won! We won!

Margaret laughs as she tries (unsuccessfully) to reign in her 'little boy's enthusiasm. Even after a career that's been a fair few years in length, Despayre gets just as excited by a victory now as when he first started competing.

Margaret: I know sweety. You and your friend did very good out there.

Despayre continues to hop up and down, his face beaming in pride and pleasure at his mom's compliments. His eyes went right to his grandma Victoria and he gave her a most hopeful expression.

Despayre: Did you see? Hm? Did you see us win?

Victoria smiles and reaches forward to caress her grandson's cheek with her fingertips.

Victoria: Of course we did sweetheart. Your mother and I were right there in front row, cheering you on.

Despayre: I bet you cheered the loudest out of everyone! Huh?

Despayre nods and his mother taps him on the shoulder to better get his attention.

Margaret: Joshy? Are you going to introduce us to your friends?

Despayre: Hm? But you already know everyone.

Synn: I think she means...

Synn twirls his forefinger around to get his son to turn around and find the expectant faces of Big B and company. Despayre laughs and claps his hands.

Despayre: Oh yeah! I knew that's what you meant! I was just testing you! Mom! Gramma!

Despayre takes both women by the arms (as a gentleman should) and presents them to a smiling Big B.

Despayre: This hear is my buddy Bernie!

Nick snorts at the use of the nickname that his cousin is none too fond of but hasn't the heart to tell the timid Despayre to end the use of it. Instead, Big B extends a hand towards Margaret and then Victoria.

Big B: You can just call me B. It's easier to remember.

Big B blinks and shakes his head in consideration.

Big B: I know it is for me.

Despayre hops over to B's side and pats him enthusiastically on the back and shoulder with a bright smile.

Despayre: Bernie here is my tag team partner now! Now that Gabriel is gonna take the singles division by storm again!

Diana unceremoniously clears her throat, expecting the rest of them to get an introduction as well, not that she cares. She simply dislikes being ignored. Despayre leans past Big B's thick upper body to look at her with wide eyes and he shakes his head.

Despayre: Do you need me to run to the gift shop for some cough drops?

Not wanting any drama with the two women in Despayre's life present, Synn steps in and motions a hand towards Nick and his group.

Synn: Margaret. Victoria. This is Nick Jones. His lady friend Diana. Tony Capicelli...

Despayre: Bernie and I both beat him in matches!

Tony is about to speak up over Despayre's pointing out the past, but an elbow delivered by Nick to his forearm silences him. Even a wise ass like Nick who cares nothing for what anyone thinks would sass in front of someone's mom or, more importantly, grandma. Synn finishes the introductions.

Synn: And Max and their agent, Jimmy.

Nick suddenly finds his arm snatched by his little nightmare and before he can even cry out a startled protest, Despayre pulls him over to his side and claps an arm around his shoulder, never minding Nick's sudden statue-like posture.

Despayre: Nick here is my buddy too! He can be a little hot headed but he's an okay Joe... even though his name is Nick and not Joe!

Just then, and much to Nick's relief and stress level, Gabriel comes to the unintended rescue as he slips through the gathering and sets a hand on Despayre's shoulder.

Despayre: THERE you are! Where've you been? You didn't miss me and Bernie's match, did you?

Gabriel: `Course not Despy. I saw everything. Knew you and B would have no trouble putting away those clowns.

Gabriel grips his shoulder and gives it an affectionate squeeze while leaning in.

Gabriel: I have a surprise for you Despy.

Despayre's eyes lit up with child-like wonder, always ready to be the recipient of a surprise.

Despayre: For me? For winning?

Gabriel shakes his head.

Gabriel: No. That'll have to come later. This is something a lot more special. Something to do with the charity event. Someone else you might remember wants to see you again and congratulate you.

Despayre: Whooo?

Gabriel: Like I said. It's a surprise. Turn around.

rather than turn around, Despayre instead simply closes his eyes. This prompts a snort from Gabriel who shakes his head.

Gabriel: Noooo! That's not going to work this time, Despy. You peek! Now, turn around.

With a huff, Despayre does as told while everyone else watches on. Gabriel starts to move toward the hall off to the side of the lobby but stops and turns around. Even though Despayre's back was turned, Angel's plush face is peering over Despayre's shoulder and looking right in his direction. Playing along, Gabriel calls out.

Gabriel: You too!

Despayre: Awww!

But Despayre obliges, lowering Angel and turning the teddy bear around in his arms. Everyone watches with interest as Gabriel signals to someone down the hall, and only moments later, their curiosity is answered as a wheelchair is pushed up from the hall where the elevators are. In the wheelchair is a young, pre-teen girl dressed in pink pajama pants and an oversized "Beware the Stare" T-shirt. She is on oxygen and her wheat colored hair is pulled back into two braids at the sides of her head. Those watching can not help but see the certain physical characteristics of one associated with autism or cerebral palsy. An older woman, perhaps her mother, is pushing her and stops just a yard behind where Despayre has his back turned.

Gabriel clears his throat.

Gabriel: Okay Despy. You can look now.

Despayre quickly turns around with an eager smile on his face, and sets eyes on the young girl in the wheelchair. They all watch with anticipation when Despayre's eyes grow wide and his smile even wider. He hops backwards three spaces, then he starts to dance around in a circle, causing the girl to laugh and clap her hands. Despayre stops his circle dance and stares at her with those wide, gray eyes and his mouth wide open. he bends at the waist and hops forward once, then back two more times and resumes his dancing about in a wide circle.

Despayre: It's Becky! Becky Beck Becky!

The little girl continued to laugh and clap as she called out.

Becky: Despayre and Angel! Ha haaa!

Margaret moves in just close enough to whisper to Gabriel as her son rushes up to Becky and gives her a hug.

Margaret: Who is she?

Gabriel answers as Despayre offers Becky a hug from Angel, one she accepts quite quickly!

Gabriel: Becky Nees. We met her and her mother a few years ago when we first started wrestling in the Asylum Wrestling Alliance at our first fan meet. Her mom brought her up to our booth so she could meet him. Despy was terrified of meeting anyone that day... except her. Kid didn't think twice about hugging her or posing for a picture with her.

Victoria: What's wrong with her, if I may ask?

Gabriel: Kid's been through hell. Cerebral palsy, and she was diagnosed with leukemia a year before we met her. As I understand it, she's been in remission for a year now.

Victoria: Bless her heart...

Margaret: And Joshy remembers her?

They turn their heads to see Despayre break away from his third straight hug from Becky to dance around in circles again while the young girl claps and laughs while everyone watches with smiles, even Nick himself. Gabriel smirks.

Gabriel: Yeah. I think he does.

The lights turn to a blue filter and we can hear the opening drums from ?Burning Down The House? by the Used. The crowd jumps to their feet and they begin to cheer as ?Mr. Showtime? Drake Green steps out on to the stage. He lifts his arms up and down, motioning for the packed beach to get up on their feet and cheer.

Crowd: POP!

Adams: Welcome back to Las Vegas, Mr. Showtime!

Green, with a large smile, stands tall in long orange wrestling tights with three black stars on each leg and orange boots with orange kick-pads on the front which have the ?Male? symbol on them in black. He is wearing orange wristbands and a black, skin tight, t-shirt with his ?Male Symbol? logo on the front and ?Greatest Show On Earth? written on the back. He raises both arms straight up in the air points toward the sky as the crowd starts to get behind him. Just as the lyrics for the song kick in, Drake makes his way down toward the ring, slapping hands of fans on either side of the railings.

#Watch out
#You might get what you're after
#Cool babies?#Strange but not a stranger
#I'm-An-Or-Din-A-Ry-Guy?
#Burning down the house

Adams: Green looks poised here tonight, Belinda.

Simone: He certainly has an air of confidence about him tonight, Jason. That?s for sure.

Adams: Why wouldn?t he, Belinda? He?s the Man of the People!

Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SCW Heavyweight Championship... Introducing first, hailing from Chicago, Illinois, standing at 6 feet 2 inches and weighing in at 230 pounds, he is... ?MISSSSTER SHOWWWWTIME? DRRRRRRAKE GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!

Drake trades handshakes and hugs with several of the fans in the crowd as he makes his way toward the ring. He stops at a small child with a ?Make A Wish? t-shirt on and gives him a hug before walking around the entire ring, making sure he says hello to all the fans at ringside. Finally, he hops onto to the apron and steps up on the second rope and raises his arms again for the crowd. He steps down and walks over to the opposite corner and climbs up again.

Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!

He steps down off of the rope and walks over toward the side of the ring, motioning for the microphone.

Drake: Helloooo Las Veeeeeegas!

Crowd: POP!

Drake: It?s been a while but let me see if I still got it?Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages...welcome to the show!

Crowd: Even louder POP!

Drake: Are you ready for the most magical, the most fantastical showstopper of all time?! I am your soldier, I am your savior, I am your Main Event Maker and I got just one question for ya. What time is it?!

Crowd: Showtime!

Drake: No, no, no. I said what time is it?

Crowd: Showtime!

Drake: People of Las Vegas, MY PEOPLE! I know you can do better than that. I asked you WHAT MOTHER FUCKING TIME IS IT?!

Crowd: SHOWTIME!

Drake holds his left arm up and balls his hand in to a fist.

Drake: I was told I would never wrestle again. I was told by ?Hot Stuff? Mark Ward that I would never touch the SCW Heavyweight Championship again.

Crowd: BOO!

Drake: Well guess what Las Vegas, look where we are. We?re reaching for the impossible. We?re reaching for the impossible just like some of the members of our audience tonight. There are millions of children who are told every year that they won?t be able to do something. Every day they?re reminded of what they?

Drake holds up air quotes with his free hand.

Drake: ?can?t do. Well I?ll tell you what we can do. We can stand up together, we can unite, and together we can help children all over the world. With just a simple text?you and I can change the world together.

?TEXT ?SCW WISH? TO 99909? comes up on the screen.

Drake: Every year the Make A Wish Foundation helps millions of children all over the world make incredible memories. They do so with the help of great organizations like Sin City Wrestling and the Gold Coast Casino and Hotel, but they can?t do it alone.

Drake holds up his index finger.

Drake: One text. One text with a simple donation can change the life of a child and bring incredible memories to an entire family. One text?to truly stop the show.

Drake points to the screen as a short commercial for the Make A Wish Foundation plays. The crowd gets to their feet and cheers and claps.

Drake: Now? one more time Las Vegas. So Gene Banton Jr can hear you in the back?. WHAT MOTHER FUCKING TIME IS IT?!

Crowd: SHOWTIME!

Drake flips the microphone back to Justin. He takes off his t-shirt and hops down to give it to the kid in the Make A Wish t-shirt. He hugs the kid one more time and poses for a picture with him before getting back in to the ring and waiting for the Champion to be introduced.

Justin Decent: And his opponent... coming to us from Los Angeles, California... Standing at 5 feet 10 inches and weighing in at 227 pounds, he is your SCW Heavyweight Champion... GEEEEEEEEEENE BANTOOOOOOOON JUUUUUUUNIOOOORRRRR!!!

The opening chords of 'Magic Man' by Heart heralds a burst of multi-colored pyrotechnics at the head of the ramp. Curious faces bustle towards the railing lining the aisle their collective gaze drawn to the curtains bearing the SCW logo. Trembling briefly the satin grey drapery is parted forcibly by a pair of hands belonging to the Goldenboy Gene Banton Jr. He pauses succinctly, standing between the vibrant illuminations bringing his hands to his hips allowing the crowd to take in the display. Overhead a giant LCD screen dubbed the ?jumbotron? flashes images of the young man performing in the ring, speaking into a microphone and posing with a bevy of bikini clad beauties. Finally, he breaks into a stride, confidently swaggering his way to the ring ignoring the thrusting of outstretched hands, his lips curled into a confident smirk as his gleaming cobalt lenses dial into their destination, the squared circle where his business will be conducted in earnest. His manager and father, Goldenboy Gene Banton follows behind several paces, allowing his son the entirety of the spotlight. Climbing the iron steps and stepping between the ropes, the youngster extends his arms in presentation acknowledging the vociferous reception of the mob.

DING! DING! DING!

Junior scowls at Drake Green, spouting off a few bits of trash talk. Drake returns it as they come to the center of the ring. Jacob Summers stands between them and then gives the official start. Both men step back a bit, sizing each other up as they circle one another. Drake goes for a quick lunge, but stops short as Junior prepares for it. Green takes a few steps backward as they continue to circle one another.

Adams: These guys have a lot on the line and I think Drake Green is playing it smart here by not jumping into anything too quickly..

Simone: We know that, as much as much as there is on the line, both men want to take this win. Gene Banton Junior and Drake Green are both known for their ability to conserve energy for the proper moment.

With the constant circling, Junior is caught off guard for the slightest of moments when Green is suddenly behind him. He goes to swing backward, but Drake carries him back with a Float Over Suplex, planting him hard against the mat. He bounces off of the ropes and then comes crashing down with a Legdrop to the chest of ?Golden Boy?. He lifts his stunned opponent, and then whips him across the ring. As he rebounds, Drake goes for a Back Body Drop, but ?Golden Boy? comes across hard with a kick to his chin. As he stumbles back, Gene lunges forward for a clothesline that levels Green. The crowd boos at the rambunctious, egotistical Geno Junior, who is leaping up in a quick display of celebration.

Simone: Many people see this match as a formality to pin the title on Drake Green, but there is a reason Geno holds the belt.

Adams: I never thought that. The champion is already on fire here, and we?re only about two minutes until this match!

The crowd boos louder and louder until Junior turns into a hard Spinning Heel Kick that nearly knocks the taste out of his mouth. He holds onto his jaw as he spins around in a full circle. As he comes back, Green smacks him with a hard right that sends the champion spinning once more. As he comes back for a third time, Drake hits a hard European Uppercut to Gene, and then moves behind him and plants him hard against the mat with a nearly perfect German Suplex that he hooks on for a pin.

Simone: We could be in for an early victory here from Drake Green! He sent the champion spinning three and a half times there!

1!

2!

KICKOUT!

Adams: Oh, after taking shots like that, Geno is lucky to rebound from that so close to the count of two?

Barely at the two count, Junior slips his shoulder off of the mat. As he rolls out and Green gets up, ?Golden Boy? darts forward with a barrage of heavy punches and kicks on the slightly larger Green. He uses this to his advantage as he backs him into a corner. He hits a hard knee to the gut, and then sizes Drake up for a Knife?s Edge Chop to his chest. The crowd echoes a resounding ?oooh!? before Junior hits another. He looks around in satisfaction, nodding his head to the audience and their booing, welcoming it on.

Adams: This guy sure knows how to deliver a chop. You could probably hear those outside of the building tonight!

Simone: I agree with you there, Jason. Is that a first?

Adams: Yeah, yeah yeah? I say stupid stuff sometimes, but do ya always gotta ask me that?

With that distraction, Drake slips from out of the corner, holding onto his chest for a moment. He stands directly behind Junior before he even realizes that Green had escaped the corner. The crowd looks stunned as Green wraps his arm around Junior?s throat and twists over with a Spinning Neckbreaker. It isn?t long before Drake drops an elbow down onto Gene?s chest, standing up and repeating the process quickly two more times. He drapes over Junior who is staring up at the ceiling almost seeming a bit confused as his brain is shaken. He is then dragged to his feet by the former champion and thrown over to the corner with precision. Green looks around for a moment and then crashes into Junior with what is supposed to be a Flying Body Splash, but Junior drops down quickly, causing Green to collide with the top turnbuckle. He wastes no time this time around as he rolls Drake up into a schoolboy pin.

1!

1.5!

Simone: Excellent form, but the execution was just a bit premature, not even getting a two count for ?Golden Boy? there..

Adams: There is definitely no lack of guts or determination from Gene Banton Junior tonight. You have to give him that at least.

Before the second count, Green kicks out. He is quick to get to his feet where he quickly grips onto Geno?s arms and lifts him up, shoving his head between his legs. He looks around quickly and then lifts Junior up into a powerbomb position. Green flails to try getting free, even trying for a punch to Drake?s face. It is all for nothing as Green sends him down to the mat in a maneuver that shakes the entire ring, and the building as the cheers are nearly deafening. Drake drops down for another pin of his own.

1!

2!

2.75!

The crowd is on their feet, ready to celebrate when Geno gets his shoulders up just in the nick of time. The crowd cheers, however, only since the match is continuing. Drake slaps his leg in just a bit of frustration before getting back up to his feet Drake looks over to Jacob as if to question the count, but Jacob insists. This distraction gives Geno the opportunity to hit a low blow that catches the challenger by surprise, and goes unseen by the referee. Geno stands up as Drake falls down. He picks Drake up off of the mat and then flings him into the ropes. As he rebounds, Junior goes for a Back Body Drop, but Green lunges forward with a Flying Lariat that causes the young champion to stumble backward. Green bounces off of the ropes and comes forward, but ?Golden Boy? finally gets that back body drop he was seeking moments ago. Drake flops against the mat and rolls around holding his back. Gene darts over to the nearest corner and quickly climbs to the top. Junior looks around at the audience, watching as they are getting outraged, throwing pieces of trash toward the ring as Gene Senior shouts out at them in disapproval. As Geno turns around, Drake has made it to his feet. He clubs Junior, causing him to fall split down the middle.

Simone: This is the third time in this match that Junior has been distracted with trying to show off. If he hopes to defeat Drake Green and keep his Heavyweight Championship, he?s got to focus his attention on the match more than the risk taking.

Adams: That is a mistake that could very well cost him tonight and if he isn?t careful, it could cost him a future of having a junior Junior. Showboating is important, but in moderation.

Drake hooks the arm of Junior and climbs up to the second turnbuckle. Junior fights back with a jab to Green?s face. He fires back, and then climbs to the top turnbuckle. The two men balance there, fighting back and forth with punches, until Green gets the upper hand. He hooks his arm around Junior?s neck and then sets him up for a Superplex. Junior hooks his leg around Drake?s, nearly tripping the two up. He shoves Drake off, but Drake still has hold of Junior?s arm, and he swings him over in a mid-air arm drag that sends the crowd into a frenzy. Both men lie out on the ground for a moment, rolling around in their own forms of pain. The audience pulls behind Drake, trying to coax him up to his feet. They slowly work their way there, ?Golden Boy? getting there first. They exchange a few weary punches, both men a tad bit groggy. Junior gets the upper hand, sending a hard right, following it up with a swift left.

Simone: ?Golden Boy? Gene Banton Junior is letting that drive to win kick in and take control. The determination is written all over his face.

Adams: And every fist he delivers to Drake Green?s face as well. But, Drake doesn?t look like he?s anywhere near ready to admit defeat!

Junior grabs onto Green to send him into the ropes, but Drake falls to one knee. As he does, he tugs Junior forward with a shoulder butt. Drake stands up and then drags Junior forward into another. This time, Gene follows it up with an offensive maneuver of his own, hitting an Axe Handle Smash across Green?s back. He pulls him forward and into a Belly-to-Back Suplex. He stands up, taking a deep breath as he stumbles back a few paces, leaning onto the turnbuckle to catch his breath. He shakes it off quickly and then darts toward the corner. He stands up on the top rope and flies off looking for a 450 Splash, but Drake quickly moves out of the way. Junior lands hard on his back as he rolls around in pain.

Simone: Oh, that one looked like it hurt. Green is very good at playing opossum apparently.

Adams:I think they?re playing a game of ?Who can stare at the ceiling the longest?. I hope they don?t mind if I do it too? Oh, I bet I could win!

Both men do their best to get back toward their feet. It takes the quite a while, but Drake gets there first. Geno is up tone one knee as Drake stumbles over to him. Drake drives an elbow right into Junior?s face, knocking him back a few steps. He repeats this as the fans begin to cheer. Drake grabs onto Junior?s head and then sets him up for the Show?s Over finisher, but Junior wrestles his way out of it and boots Drake in the gut. He tries to set him up for the Octoplex, but Drake punches him in the ribs.

Simone Both men are struggling to get the upper hand here, and both men are getting tired.

Adams: They?ve got their pride on the line and neither one wants to lose this match with the greatest prize in the game on the line.

Drake breaks free but Junior is right there with a clothesline, sending Junior and himself toppling over to the hard flooring on the outside. The fans cheer until Drake holds onto his neck in pain. They audience seems as if they are concerned as Drake lies still.

Simone: Oh my, is Drake Green alright? After the neck surgery, a move like that could really cause some long term damage?

Adams: I don?t know, but he?s definitely feeling it after that one. The champ isn?t fairing much better either, even though he?s sitting up.

Jacob begins his count, causing Geno to stand up. His father coaches him along as he lifts Drake up. He swings Drake into the ring post, causing Drake to crash with a loud thud. He is split open just above the eyebrow, and he appears to be out cold. Junior rolls inside of the ring where he uses the ropes to pull himself up. He stares down at Drake whose eyes are closed.

1!

2!

3!

4!

Simone: Gene Banton Junior is disgusting. There is a fine line between winning and being totally heartless.

Adams: He doesn?t care if he wins by count out, submission, pinfall, disqualification? It?s still a mark in the W column, and he still leaves here with the belt.

5!

6!

7!

8!

With this, Junior turns around, raising his arms in the air in victory. Drake stirs and pulls himself up to his feet. He grabs onto his neck and puts a finger up to his lips. The fans do their best not to cheer any louder as Drake rolls inside right as Jacob prepares to count to ten. The crowd loses control of their cheers as Drake stands up. Geno turns around. Drake kicks him in the gut and sets him up for a Powerbomb. The champion doesn?t let it end that easily as he swings backward with a Hurricanrana that sends both men falling down to the mat. The crowd boos loudly as the match continues on.

Simone: These men are giving the audience their money?s worth just in this one match! Drake is giving his blood, and Geno is pushing his limits.

Adams: You couldn?t be more right here, but both men are down and out! There?s a championship on the line here, and if Drake doesn?t get up, Geno maintains the championship! Summers is starting the count, too?

1!

2!

3!

4!

Geno rolls over onto his stomach, but collapses back to the mat. Senior is standing on the outside of the ring, shouting out words of encouragement that seem to be falling on deaf ears. Drake kicks a foot up blindly, grabbing onto his neck again as the count continues.

5!

6!

7!

Simone: Come on guys! Don?t let it end this way!

8!

Adams: It looks like Geno gets to retain, and? Wait, Drake is getting up!

9!

Drake pulls Geno off of the mat at the last possible second. The crowd goes wild as Drake stumbles on his feet. Geno, however, catching him by surprise and brings him into the Octoplex set up. However, Drake rams him into the corner with all of his might. Once Geno has broken the grip, Drake brings him down with the Show?s Over, a Double Underhook Implant DDT. The audience cheers loudly as Drake collapses on top of the champion, barely bothering to hook the leg as he stares up, blinking.

1!

2!

2.5!

3!

Justin Decent: Your winner and NEW SCW Heavyweight Champion... DRRRRRRRRRAKE GREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEN!!!

Simone: DRAKE GREEN DID IT!

Adams: We?ve got ourselves a new champion! And the fans are raining down their support so loudly, I can barely hear myself talk!

?Burning Down the House? plays as Drake slowly rises to his feet. Jacob Summers hands him the championship belt. He hugs it tightly to his chest as Jacob raises his arm in the air. The almost deafening cheers seem to energize him somewhat as he walks over to one of the turnbuckles. He climbs it, raising the belt into the air as he points to it, and then to the fans. She walks over to the opposite corner and repeats this. He looks around before finally leaving the ring, walking around the entire ringside area, slapping hands with the fans as he goes along. He stops to shout words of encouragement to the young children in the crowd. He comes over to the announcers table and he climbs on top of it, raising the belt up high for the cheering crowd, eliciting even more cheers.

Simone: It looks like our new champion wants to celebrate with the fans, and they are eating it up!

Adams: They are, but? what? what?s he about to do here?

Crowd: MR. SHOWTIME! MR. SHOWTIME! MR. SHOWTIME!

Drake climbs over the announcers and onto the barricade where he steadies himself. He turns around and falls back into the audience, letting them crowd surf him as they cheer his name loudly!

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Zuri Chastain is backstage throwing things into the air while screaming at the top of her lungs.

Zuri Chastain: Mercedes Vargas, when I get my hands around you I will....

Blanca Chastain: Ahem

Zuri stops mid sentence and looks at her sister standing there with two kids.

Zuri Chastain: I will take Mercedes Vargas to a dance.

Blanca Chastain: Nice save

Zuri Chastain: What's going on sis?

Blanca Chastain: Just showing these wonderful kids around. What you doing?

Zuri Chastain: I'm testing the walls. Yep, hard as a rock.

Blanca Chastain: Well. Okay then, we will let you get back to testing the walls.

Zuri looks confused as she watches her sister leave with the kids.

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We find our way backstage as Delia is seen with a pale make up on her face, and her natural chestnut brown hair pulled back into a bun. She is staring right at Erik Staggs, her eyes are narrowed as he approaches her. Next to her is Lily Morris, her number one fan, or at least she would be had Delia not wrecked her birthday party about a week ago. The girl looks uncomfortable as she takes a few steps backward.

Erik: I thought we made it clear that you were to stay away from the Make A Wish portion of this show after you pulled the stunt that you did? Lily, are there any other SCW stars or Bombshells you would like to meet?

Delia: No? She is my number on fan, and she chose to spend z?e evening wi?s me?

Erik scoffs at this notion as Lily slowly nods her head. She speaks up as she looks shyly at Erik.

Lily: I wanna meet Misty, and Vixen?

Delia: NO! You don?t! You want to be a Mean Girl tonight. Tell him, Lily!

Delia raises her voice, obviously appearing angry at Lily?s choice to meet people like Vixen. She practically growls through her teeth as Erik simply rolls his eyes. He waves over a couple stagehands who rush over to him.

Erik: Would you gentlemen kindly show Lily to the NXT locker room to meet either Vixen or Misty. Thanks?

Lily looks disappointed as Delia glares in her direction, not saying a word. Erik watches as Lily slowly disappears down the hallway, a sweet smile on his face. As he turns around, the smile turns into a scowl as he looks Delia directly in the eye.

Erik: You?ve really stepped in it, Delia? You?re screwing up with your job, and if you weren?t so damn buddy-buddy with Mark Ward, you would probably have been canned.

Delia narrows her eyes right back, returning the glare twice as hard. She looks him up and down before laughing in his face.

Delia: You?re just mad because I exposed your dysfunctional family on social media. You?re a mental prick. Your nephews are alcoholic child abusers, idiots, and almost as ugly as you?

Erik: Plenty of ladies would disagree with you there, but I don?t really care what you have to say. I want you to leave my nephew out of our little beef, though. I just want?

Just then, we can hear two people laughing, one male and one female. Erik?s eyes shoot directly down the hallway as the camera follows. We see Liz Smalls and Timmy Staggs walking toward them, having a good time. Tim immediately stops laughing when he sees his great uncle standing next to Delia, who is now smiling at Erik?s misery. Tim lowers his head as Liz looks right at Erik.

Liz Smalls: Ummmm is there a REASON you?re staring at me???

Liz looks down at her red, white and blue Nails by Liz polished fingers and then back up at Erik Staggs who is still staring a hole in the young Covergirl.

Liz Smalls: Okay now you?re creeping me out. Delia, what's his deal?

Erik doesn?t even offer a sarcastic laugh to Liz?s accusation. Delia breaks her staring war with Erik to look over to Liz, a satisfied look on her face as she smirks.

Delia: He DOES like z?em young, darling? You are just his type?

Erik: You?ve got to be kidding me here, Timmy? How many times have you been warned about associating with these,these? bitches!?

Liz Smalls: Have you ever wondered WHY your family is soooooo messed up? Maybe its because you have the nerve to curse around this poor, innocent, child. His ears are gonna like need to be cleaned now.

Liz shakes her head and puts a finger in Erik?s face.

Liz Smalls: Like it or not, Timmy and I are like besties now. We went out, partied safely, he even painted my toes for me?.soooooo, get over it?,/p>

Erik?s angry expression says how much he?d like to do the world a favor and rid the world of Smalls, but he simply raises his hand slowly, and gently removes her hand from his face with the back of his hand. He blinks slowly as Timmy shrinks back a little bit. Liz can?t believe that he?s just touched her as she is ready to protest. However, Erik doesn?t give her the chance.

Erik: First off, I kindly ask you to keep your filthy whore hands out of my face? Secondly, my family will have abso-fuckin-lutely nothing to do with you, or Frenchie here gets to find her way back to the Eiffel Tower street corner she came from.

Delia looks shocked that Erik is as forward with his words. The normally agreeable boss has set down the law, but Liz is not about to hear it. Timmy steps up now, ready to speak when Liz holds him back, narrowing her eyes at Erik.

Liz Smalls: How DARE you talk to me or Delia like that, especially in front of Timmy. I have news for you, clean the old wax out of your stupid ears and listen, kayyy? We?re the MEAN GIRLS...we do WHAT we want, WHEN we want. This company is LUCKY to have stars like us. And Timmy, he?s never been this confident in his entire life. Do you know why? Not because of anything you did...no no. But because of how WE treat him.

Liz leans in closer to Erik, smiling arrogantly in his face to push his buttons, all while Delia leans in to hug onto Timmy gently.

Liz Smalls: We treat him like an actual ummm...person. We let him do what he wants. We don?t boss him around and we CERTAINLY don?t curse in front of him. Delia and I are like perfect role models for him, and like it or not...we?re going NOWHERE. Got it?

Liz backs her face away, whispering?

Liz Smalls: Crusty...dusty.

Erik pulls out his cell phone, along with his wallet where he soon pulls out a card with a detective?s number on it. He begins dialing the number from the card as he speaks.

Erik: YOU might not be going anywhere, but the French tart will be very, very soon?

Delia snatches the phone out of Erik?s hand and drops it into a nearby mop bucket, all while narrowing her eyes at him. She snarls at him as she stares up into his face.

Delia: What part of ?Nobody talks to us z?at way? did you not understand, Staggs?! I apologized to Timmy z?e os?er day, and we?ve made up. I want to protect him from z?e crazy family he grew up in, and?

Delia gasps as Erik shoves her out of his face. She stumbles back over the mop bucket and falls into it. She shrieks in pain as she holds onto her ankle. Erik realizes what he?s done and his face twists into fear.

Erik: Delia? I? I?m sorry?

Liz Smalls: OMG!!! What did you do??? You could have like broke her ankle...gimme your phone and I?LL call the police now! This is like...domestic violence of something like that!

Liz looks at her fallen friend and puts a hand gently on her ankle, asking if she needs an ambulance. Delia waves her off, still whimpering as she clutches at her ankle. Liz stands up and places her hands on her hips as Timmy shrinks away again. Erik tries to apologize as Delia slowly stands up. Despite her whimpering, she?s got a wide grin on her face. She lunges forward into a lighting pole, causing it to topple over on top of Erik, knocking him out cold. Immediately, Delia gasps and looks to Timmy, who is just now turning to see what happened.

Delia: Oh my goodness? I, I just tripped and? somebody help!

Delia motions for the stagehands to come over to help. As they do, Delia quickly moves out of the way. She covers her mouth before looking to Liz, motioning for her to move Timmy away from the horrible scene.

Liz Smalls: OMG Timmy...you shouldn?t see this. This is horrible Delia?s in ALOT of pain...lets go!!!

Liz grabs Timmy?s arm, gripping her nails into his wrist a little and is dragging him away from the scene, whispering something to him along the way. Timmy looks to her and mutters, trying to act like he isn?t shaken up by this.

Timmy: I guess I get to go to Baltimore with you now?

As they scurry off, and the stagehands go to find medical assistance, Delia leans down and cradles Erik?s head. She gently brushes the hair out of his face as she sighs, seeming genuinely concerned for him. Once they are all alone, she leans down next to his ear and whispers?

Delia: ? sorry bout it?

Delia chuckles wickedly as the scene fades elsewhere?

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Adams: What a night it has been, and now, now? We have a barbed wire match for the bombshell?s title!

Simone: I have a bad feeling about this match. I really do. Both of these women are going to get hurt, tonight.

The barbed wire is now set up, replacing the ropes.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest, is the Barbed Wire match for the SCW Bombshell?s championship!

Cheers

Justin: In this contest, there are no count outs, and no disqualifications. The only way to win is by pinfall or submission

?Sometimes I need to remember just to breathe? as the spine tingling sounds of Linkin Park blares across the personal address system the SCW arena fills with darkness. The sound of mixed cheers and boos can be heard but majority of the male fans start hooting and hollering as they await the arrival of one of their favourite eye candy bombshells to emerge from behind the thick black stage curtain. 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. Odette proudly pats the Bombshell?s title around her waist, before eyeing the barbed wire ring, and begins walking around instead of getting in the ring.

Justin: Introducing first, the challenger. From Queensland, Australia, ODETTE STEVENS!

Boos.

Adams: Don?t let the championship fool you folks. Odette Stevens may have the physical belt, but she is NOT the Bombshell?s champion.

Simone: Don?t let her hear you say that.

The throbbing beat of Emphatic's 'Bounce' 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. Also cautiously eyeballing the barbed wire, Vixen slowly slides in under the barbed wire, and complete her entrance. She salutes the fans once more before jumping down to stretch slightly as the fans' chants begin to fade.

Justin: And her opponent, From Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, She is the current, SCW Bombshell?s champion, VIXEN!

Adams: And Vixen, showing a lot of courage, enters the barbed wire first.

Both women have wisely tied their hair back and hands heavily taped for this match, and Jasmine is wearing a long referee shirt, long black pants, and gloves to protect herself. Jasmine has to wait until both women are inside the ring before she can ring the bell, and Odette is still outside of the ring, looking around nervously at the barbed wire. Vixen waits in the ring impatiently, pacing like a caged animal as Odette is in no hurry to get into the ring. Vixen walks towards where Odette is outside the ring, causing Odette to back up, further up the entrance way. She motions for Jasmine to get Odette back, and Jasmine calmly leads Vixen back a few steps, as Vixen motions for Odette to enter the ring.

Adams: Obviously, Odette is not a fan of barbed wire.

Simone: I don?t know anyone who is a fan of barbed wire.

Adams: Vixen doesn?t seem to have any qualm about getting in there.

Odette inches closer to the ring, apparently getting ready to finally enter the ring, but as soon as she tries to enter, Vixen takes one step towards her, and Odette backs up immediately. Odette then looks around, and under the ring, finding the ring crew?s refreshments and grabs a bottle of water, opens it, and takes a swig. The fans start to boo as it seems Odette is making every effort NOT to get into the ring. Odette is soon seemingly psyching herself up to finally get into the ring jumping up and down and shaking her arms out. She seems to be ready, and she makes a dash to the ring, only to stop and gingerly touch the barbed wire before turning her head in disgust.

Adams: This is getting ridiculous. How can Odette not be ready yet!

Finally, a fan gets Odette?s attention outside the ring. She turns away from the ring and begins arguing with him. Vixen has had enough and slowly rolls outside the ring, under the barbed wire and stalks Odette. Odette turns just in time to see Vixen, and the chase begins. Odette runs around the ring with Vixen in hot pursuit.

Odette then trips and turns to see Vixen only a few feet away from her. Odette is able to get to her feet, only to be met by a right hand. Odette stumbles back and eats another right hand. Vixen kicks Odette in the gut and prepares to toss her into the barbed wire, but Odette puts the breaks on and uses her foot on the apron to stop Vixen short. Odette elbows Vixen in the ribs and then delivers a few clubbing blows to Vixen?s back and prepares to throw her into the barbed wire this time. Grabbing the back of Vixen?s head Odette tosses towards the barbed wire, but Vixen hops on the apron then leaps backwards over Odette?s head, landing on the floor, then clotheslining Odette as she turns around! Vixen then mounts Odette on the ground and begins raining down hard right hands.

Adams: Nice counter by Vixen and she is all business here tonight!

Simone: Can you blame her? Odette stole her title, and she?s looking to take Odette down once and for all tonight!

After 10 hard shots, Vixen gets up, drawing cheers from the fans. Odette scrambles towards the steps and uses them to get up. Vixen charges, but Odette executes a drop toe hold, sending Vixen face-first to the bottom step!

Adams: And Vixen tastes the steel! Quick thinking by Odette there.

Odette now is stomping Vixen before taking a step back and waiting. Vixen is one all fours when Odette charges and delivers a stiff kick to the ribs of Vixen, causing her to audibly groan in pain. Odette pulls Vixen to her feet and grabs a front waistlock on Vixen and then rams her back-first into the apron. Vixen drops to her knees, clutching at her back. Odette walks over to the time-keepers area and grabs a steel chair, before walking back over to Vixen who is doubled over trying to get up, and Odette raised the chair above her head and whacks Vixen across the back! Vixen goes back down, and Odette raises the chair again, and brings is down harder on Vixen?s back. Odette pats herself on the back and then uses the chair as a wedge in order to hold the barbed wire up as she carefully rolls into the ring. Odette is proud of herself as she struts around the ring, drawing the ire of the audience.

Adams: And now, Odette is on complete control.

Vixen slowly rises and carefully slides under the barbed wire into the ring. Odette is right there to attack her as Jasmine calls for the bell and the start of the match!

Adams: We?ve have some brutal action, and this match has just now started!

Simone: And I have a feeling it?s only going to get worse.

Odette is all over the back of Vixen, now letting her recover at all. Odette stands and eyes the chair again, picking it up and slapping it like it was a trusty sidekick. Odette brings the chair over her head and approaches Vixen, but Vixen nails her with a shot to the gut. Doubled over, Odette loses control of the chair, and Vixen flips it around and kicks Odette in both legs, causing Odette to fall face-first into the chair on the mat!

Adams: And Vixen eats the chair!

Odette rolls around clutching her face as Vixen uses the chair as a crutch to get back up, still holding her back. Vixen picks the chair up and walks over to Odette who is gingerly pushing the barbed wire to get back up without getting stuck. Vixen then brings the chair across Odette?s back. The audible smack of the chair against Odette?s back causing an ?ohh? to escape the audience. Odette falls back and Vixen makes the cover 1??2?..Odette rolls the shoulder. Odette rolls to her stomach and begins to crawl, trying once again to escape the ring. Vixen is not having it and grabs Odette by the leg and pulls her back to the middle of the ring. However, this is an opening for Odette, who twists onto her back, and uses her leg strength to pull Vixen in, and then shoot her off. Vixen flies backwards onto the mat, landing hard on her back. She clutches it as Odette is getting back to her feet. Odette then walks over to Vixen as Vixen is again on all fours headed towards the corner, and Odette grabs Vixen?s hair and begins pushing Vixen?s face towards the barbed wire!

Adams: Oh no, Vixen may be the first one to feel the barbed wire here!

Simone: She?s blocking though!

Vixen has indeed grabbed the post through the barbed wire and is blocking. Odette is pushing as hard as she can, but Vixen holds fast. Vixen gets to her feet, and pushes back, causing Odette to roll backwards. Vixen grabs the top of the post to steady herself, but Odette is right back on top of her, again trying to push her face into the barbed wire. Odette inches Vixen?s face closer?

Adams: Odette?s got a clear advantage now!

Closer?

Simone: Vixen is about to be shredded!

Out of desperation, Vixen throws her head backwards, and it catches Odette right in the nose! Odette backs away and drops to her knees holding her face as Vixen is able to get a few seconds. Vixen turns and sees the blood trickling out of Odette?s nose onto the mat. Vixen then runs forwards and connects with a nasty shining wizard! Odette goes down and Vixen again makes the cover! 1?..2?. Odette rolls the shoulder again.

Adams: And Vixen again almost puts this one away.

Simone: I?m actually hoping one of them does quickly, because this is getting ugly now. Odette may have a broken nose now.

Vixen begins stalking Odette, who grabs the barbed wire and uses it to get back up. Vixen starts pushing on the back of Odette?s head attempting to possibly choke her with the barbed wire, but Odette holds onto the barbed wire for dear life. Odette is able to shoot an elbow to the thigh of Vixen. A second on follows and Vixen releases Odette?s head. Odette get up and kicks Vixen in the gut, and hooks her in suplex position. Odette lifts, but Vixen blocks. Another attempt, another block. Vixen this time lifts Odette, and turns her towards the barbed wire ropes, dropping her STOMACH FIRST ACROSS THE BARBED WIRE! The wires instantly give way, and Odette tumbles to the floor!

Adams: ODETTE JUST GOT DROPPED ON THE BARBED WIRE!

Simone: I think I?m going to be sick.

Odette is screaming in pain on the floor, with spirts of blood covering her arm, and tiny holes now in her stomach area. Vixen steps over the now mangled section of barbed wire rope and drops to the floor, before picking up Odette and trying to find a way to throw her back into the ring. Odette breaks out of the grasp of Vixen and rakes her eyes. Odette then grabs Vixen and throws her FACE-FIRST INTO THE MANGLED WIRE! Odette then uses the wire to hold Vixen in place. Odette clutches her ribs as she uses the post to climb into the ring, and then LEG DROP VIXEN?S HEAD AS SHE?S STUCK IN THE WIRE!

Adams: Holy Jesus!

Simone: Yup. Gonna lose it?.

Odette wipes the blood from her nose and stomach, as Vixen slumps on the floor, bleeding from her head in several spots. Odette walks over to the mangled section and pulls Vixen up by the hair, and then peels her over the barbed wire, causing some of Vixen?s outfit to instantly tear and get stuck. Odette pulls her out, taking a stray piece of wire with her. Odette wastes no time grabbing it, and as Vixen leans against the corner, Odette ties her arm up with the wire, against a section of non-mangled wire. Blood begins spurting from Vixen?s arm as she yells in pain. Odette then stomps away at Vixen, as Vixen concentrates on not getting her arm sliced open any further as she undoes the wire. Vixen clutches her arm in pain as Odette again takes the barbed wire strand and now begins wrapping it around her right fist. The fans make noise in anticipation.

Adams: Oh no?

Simone: I can?t watch any more of this!

Odette readies herself as Vixen gets up slowly, blood trickling down her head, but really flows from her arm. Odette winds up and throws a bunch, but Vixen blocks, and knees Odette in the gut. Odette reels back, and Vixen dropkicks Odette, sending her BACK-FIRST INTO THE BARBED WIRE! Odette?s eyes widen in horror as she slowly stumbles forward, both arms now sliced open, as well as her back.

Adams: This is sick. These two are bleeding all over the place!

Odette looks at her body with blood seemingly everywhere. Vixen charges her and mows her down with a clothesline. Vixen then removes the barbed wire from Odette?s hand before she hops over the mangled section of barbed wire, to the floor. Vixen begins unhooking the wire from the posts, freeing the section of barbed wire completely. Wiping blood from her eyes, she does the same to the other post, and discards two of the strands. She takes it into the ring, and then begins WHIPPING Odette with the length of barbed wire! Odette cries in pain as portions of her attire instantly tear, and more blood begins spurting off her back.

Adams: I? I don?t know where the hell they go from here!

Simone: I may throw up again?

Jasmine starts to try to reason with Vixen about using the barbed wire, which gives Odette a chance to get back up, and club Vixen from behind. Grabbing a hold of Vixen, Odette tosses her out of the ring, through the empty section of it. Vixen crashes hard ribs first against the barricade. Odette gingerly exits the ring as well, reaching under the ring, and pulling out a table.

Adams: A table?

Odette begins setting up the table, and pulls Vixen up and places her on it. Odette hops back up onto the ring and backs up against the barbed wire, preparing for a big leap, Odette start running, but Vixen simply falls of the table before anything can happen. Odette then hops back down and goes to pick up Vixen, but Vixen springs to life with a series of forearms. Vixen then tosses Odette back inside the ring, and follows her in. Odette is quick to react with a low dropkick that catches Vixen in the head. Odette then eyes the chair still lying in the ring. She gets an angry look on her face and picks it up, as she waits for Vixen to stand. Vixen does so, and Odette charges, and swings, but Vixen rolls out of the way. Odette momentum carries her to the empty section, and she puts the breaks on to avoid falling off and through the table. She turns around, and walks into a kick to the gut. Odette drops the chair, and Vixen hooks her arms, lifts her overhead, and DRIVES Odette to the mat with a ?Fall from Grace!?

Adams: FALL FROM GRACE! OUT OF NOWHERE!

Simone: It?s over! It has to be!

Vixen rolls over, and then eyes the table still set up. Vixen exits the ring and folds up the table, and puts it in the ring. She sets it up, then grabs Odette?s lifeless body and puts her on the table. Then Vixen quickly gathers the sections of barbed wire she unhooked earlier, and then begins tying Odette to the table with the barbed wire!

Adams: Oh god? What is she doing?!

Odette starts to come around as Vixen finishing tying her to the table. Odette lets out a horrified scream, as Vixen exits the ring again, and looks around under the ring. Odette cannot escape from the table, as each time she fights, the wire pokes her somewhere. Vixen finds what she?s looking for, in a 8 foot ladder!

Adams: Oh my god! I think you were right Simone, Vixen want to destroy Odette!

Simone: This is ungodly?

Vixen moves back around and slides the ladder into the ring. She then grabs another section of barbed wire and holds it up, drawing more cheers. Vixen then sets up the ladder, and begins climbing it, as Odette struggles to try an escape. Reaching the top. Vixen begins wrapping the barbed wire around her leg! She winces in pain, but then looks into the cheering crowd before leaping off with A BARBED WIRE WRAPPED LEGDROP ACROSS ODETTES FACE!

Crowd: HO-LY SHIT! HO-LY SHIT!

Adams: Holy?shit.

Simone: I don?t have anything left to vomit up?but it?s coming again!

The table explodes, and Odette and Vixen lay in a heap of wood, and wire. Vixen?s leg is bleeding profusely, and Odette?s head is now losing blood. Vixen uses what energy she has left to make the cover 1??2??3!

Adams: It?s?..it?s over?

?Bounce starts up again as referees and medical personnel pour of the locker room, some with wire cutters to free to the two ladies without too much injury. Odette lays lifeless in the ring as Vixen is just about there as well. Vixen then is handed the Bombshell?s title and slowly stands up, blood everywhere as she holds up the title for all to see, before almost crumbling back to the canvas in exhaustion.

Adams: These two ladies?. Just tried to kill each other. That?s all I can say.

Simone: I couldn?t watch half of this match. But I would not want to be the next challenger for the bombshell?s championship, if that?s what the champion will do to keep it!

There are stretchers being wheeled out, as Odette is freed from her barbed wire prison. She is rolled onto one of the stretchers, as medics and trainers tend to her wounds, while wheeling her up the ramp. Vixen has the wire cut from her leg, and she takes her place on the stretcher as well.

Adams: That was the damndest thing I?ve ever seen? Thank you ladies and gentlemen for joining us tonight. Vixen retains her Bombshell?s championship in the bloody barbed wire match! Goodnight from Las Vegas?we?ll see you in two weeks!

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THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark Erik, The Lord MK, Sam, Maggie, Roxi, Trishelle, Horace Jackson, Necra, Craig, Casey, Craig, Simon Jones, Vixen, Sean Jackson, Jeremiah Hardin. Also thank you again to Vixen for the great match banners and to everyone who made this one of our best supercards to date!