The crowd is in a laughing frenzy over the returning Amanda's performance as they cheer and applaud! Amanda shakes off her 'condition' and smiles and waves before blowing a kiss toward them and vanishing behind the curtains.

Cut to the VIP booth where Christian Underwood is watching the performance along with guest Dame Edna Everage and "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward. Christian is shaking his head and Dame Edna has a rather dismayed expression on her face.

Christian: personally, I don't see the thrill of a man dressing up like a woman.

Dame Edna: Personally I find it to be a rather ghastly habit.

"Hot Stuff" S-L-O-W-L-Y turns his head to stare at Dame Edna before he picks up his mug and drains it dry.

The camera switches inside to the dressing room of J2H and Casey Williams, minutes before their Tag Team championship match. The two talk amongst themselves as J2H sits on a chair, opposite Casey sitting on a bench, his head bowed, both dressed for their match.

J2H: It's bullshit anyway. All these piss poor little idiots trying to tell us that we don't stand a chance in this match shows how much they know about wrestling!

Casey cracks his knuckles, looking up at J2H for the first time, a look of focus on his face.

Casey: And that is why we're gonna go out there and prove them all wrong.

J2H: Damn right. Tonight is a night we go out there and prove to them that the best tag team in SCW isn't Danger Zone, that they can't even come close to us when we're on our game. I know they want those belts forever, but their reign ends tonight.

Casey nods in agreement, his face is still completely focused as he looks at J2H. A knock on the door distracts the two.

J2H: What?

His raised voice prompts the door to open and in walks Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Hey guys, your match is up next...

Casey: We know.

The sharpness of Casey's remark stops her dead in her tracks

J2H: So you wanna talk to us, ask us how we feel, talk about the titles, same old shit you always ask?

Pussy nods as J2H rolls his eyes.

J2H: Well we don't wanna talk to you, but pretty sure we have a few words for Danger Zone. Bring that camera closer.

J2H clicks his fingers twice impatiently and the camera moves around.

J2H: You wanna kick this one off big man?

Casey lets out a soft growl as he turns his head to the camera.

Casey: Danger Zone can talk a big game, but can they really follow through. I mean, yeah, they beat Joshua Acquin/Steve Ramone to get the titles, and then retained those titles due to me getting them disqualified when I locked Andrew Watts in the Dead Man's Handle, which he couldn't get out of, may I add. Just imagine me locking it in during out match, and J2H keeping Ethan Alexander at bay on the outside. Easy win for J2H and myself, becoming tag team champions once again.

J2H nods at Casey's last comment.

J2H: We're not here to make up the numbers, or to act like we belong, because we do belong. We're not here just cause no one else wanted those belts, we're here because those belts have been screaming out to us for a long, long time. They've been wanting to be with us, begging to be with us. Tonight, those titles get their wish and me and the big man here show you that Danger Zone, like The Rejects before, was just a flash in the pan. You want a shock of the night? We're about to cause it, so say your final goodbyes to those belts, they're coming home with us. That's real talk bitches.

Casey and J2H stand up, leaving the room as the cameras fade.

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

The opening horn and guitar rift to Cradle of Filth's "Thank God For The Suffering" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, the blue cutting through the red to create a purple effect. The fans boo as the lyrics kick in.

"I, I still recall, the first full moon of May
???Neath whose rays we lay together
And those bright nights on glassy waves
When we would glide lightly away
From the grain
For wicked flights of pleasure"

"Those visions fade
Like ghosts to life's parade
Though incisions once made Her so vivid
A scarlet whore
With both heels in the door
Of a heaven severed from me, insipid"

Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd. J2H follows him out, the smirk of arrogance on his face.

Justin: Introducing first, the challengers! Weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and forty five pounds, they are Casey Williams and J2H!

"And midst the writhe of parapets
Where angels sigh, lonely she sits
Upon the lip
Only a slip from whence I beg Her"

"That I would wish
Her kiss a chrysalis
To break to make my fluttered heart amiss
And in those frozen moments won
From grief that creeps to wreathe the sun
In drapes in wove with deaths head wing
I thank God for the suffering"

Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused. The Freight Train Of Pain starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the booing crowd, their thumbs pointing down. J2H walks at a slower pace than Casey, posing and smirking. Casey shakes his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope, staring around at the booing fans. J2H slides under the bottom rope. Casey raises his arms as the fans boo louder, while J2H stands on the middle rope, arrogantly looking in to the crowd.

Simone: Casey Williams and J2H set to challenge Danger Zone for the SCW World Tag Team Championship.

Adams: A real David and Goliath combination!

Simone: That they are but we know Casey's reputation, and you can not help but know J2H is a legitimate threat inside of the ring. You saw his title match against Despayre in Osaka. Put these two together and Danger Zone is going to face their first real challenge as a team.

The lights dim, getting pretty dark in the arena but still enough light to view the stage and ring. Blue neon lights flash around the arena rapidly. As soon as white smoke begins to cover the top of the entrance stage "Danger Zone" by Kenny Loggins bursts over the P.A. system. After a few seconds Andrew Watts comes running through the smoke, stopping when he is clear of the smoke and raising his arms in the air, the AOWF Legacy Title around his waist. He turns around looking towards the smoke. Ethan Alexander comes walking out of the smoke, slowly with a determined look on his face. He stands next to Watts, the two of them staring towards the ring but still standing at the top of the entrance ramp, not moving as they stare towards the ring. The smoke clears and Desiree Parker comes walking from the backstage area. She walks between the two superstars and gets a few feet in front of them, they begin to follow her. Halfway down the ramp they stop. Desiree turns around, running her hand down the chest of Watts as Alexander raises his left arm into the air.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, making their way to the ring, they are the reigning and defending World Tag Team Champions! Accompanied to the ring by Desiree, from Danger City, at a combined weight of 479 pounds! The REJECT, Andrew Watts... The Rebel, Ethan Alexander... DANGER ZONE!

Desiree turns around as she makes her way down the ramp, leading the two superstars towards the ring. Desiree climbs up the ramp and walks onto the apron. She stands in the center of the apron with her legs spread open as Andrew Watts runs and slides right between her legs and into the ring. Desiree follows as she enters the ring as well, and Alexander hops up onto the apron, jumping over the top rope. The two men stand in the center of the ring. Doing the Danger Zone signal(KLIQ sign) Desiree stands a few feet away and then throwing her arms in the air as a pyro of white and blue fireworks explode behind the two superstars, shooting up into the air over and over. The fireworks come to an end as Watts slaps Alexander's hand for good luck, then they toss their tag team title belts to Desiree who exits to ringside as the lights go back to normal and they prepare for the match.

Simone: What disrespect on the part of the champions! They didn't even hand the championship belts over to Jasmine so she could showcase them to the challengers and the fans!

Adams: Well it's not like everybody doesn't know what the match is for.

Simone: The point is all the same. The champions are a pair of arrogant twats.

After conferring, Ethan Alexander opts to begin things for the champions, as across the ring, J2H stares down the champion, beginning things for the challengers. Jasmine calls for the bell.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Both champion and challenger come from out of their corners as Ethan and J2H circle the ring, preparing to lock up. They pause at the center of the ring to do so when...

Adams: Oh come on! Already?

Andrew Watts sneaks into the ring to cheap shot J2H from behind, but J2H sees him coming and ducks the blow and then sucker punches him from behind! Ethan runs at him but J2H delivers a side kick to his midsection, stopping him fast and doubling him over. J2H unloads on Ethan with a number of right hands to the head, stunning the larger man and backing him up against the ropes. J2H then sends him off with an Irish whip and he leans down for a back drop but Alexander jumps over the smaller man for a sunset flip but J2H rolls through, then jumps up and kicks his opponent right in the head!

Adams: Boy this one isn't starting out the way the champs hoped!

Ethan holds his head as J2H quickly cradles his leg in a cover.

1.....
Ethan kicks out fast!

J2H grabs Ethan in a front face lock and pulls him over to his corner where Casey tags himself in.

Simone: And here comes the self-proclaimed 'Freight Train of Pain.'

Adams: yeah but who's going to argue the fact?

Casey steps OVER the top rope and delivers a clubbing forearm to Ethan's back that sends him to his knees. Casey then drags him to his feet and flattens him with a head butt right between the eyes. Casey grabs him and pulls him up into the air and heaves him back into the corner where he begins driving elbows back into the side of Ethan's head, then drives a left knee up into his stomach, then a right, and back and forth again.

Simone: Casey Williams is over whelming Ethan Alexander at this point!

Adams: Maybe Danger Zone should have saved themselves some pain and just handed the belts over to Casey and J2H at the start.

Casey powers Ethan hard across the ring, slamming him back against the turnbuckles in the far corner. The momentum sends Ethan staggering forward and into Casey's arms for a bear hug but he lets go as Andrew charges into the ring to break it up and Casey floors him with a big boot! Casey then grabs Andrew and sends him crashing back against his own partner in the corner, then charges in and crushes them beneath his five hundred plus pounds with a running avalanche splash! Ethan and Andrew collapse into the corner and Casey tags J2H back in, and the former "Brat Prince" races in and crashes into the champions with a cannonball splash!

Simone: You can just feel it. It's only a matter of time before that young man has a championship around his waist again.

J2H pulls Ethan up as Andrew quickly exits the ring. J2H goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Ethan reverses it. J2H hangs onto the ropes and Ethan charges him but J2H performs a drop toe hold, and Alexander's throat hits the middle rope with a whiplash! J2H then grabs him by the legs and falls back, sending than's throat into the top rope with a catapult and he falls back, his back landing across J2H's bended knees! J2H gets to his feet and steps out onto the apron, then uses the top rope to catapult himself back inside and he lands atop of Ethan with a senton! J2H with another cover!

1.....
2.....
Ethan kicks out!

Adams: And it almost happened right there.

J2H pulls Ethan over to tag Casey back in, and the "Man Monster" sends Alexander into the ropes and sends him into a tail spin with a double axe handle blow to the gut!

Simone: Ethan has GOT to get out of that ring and get Andrew in!

Casey covers him for the pinfall.

1.....
2.....
Andrew breaks it up!

Adams: Oooooo! Not a good idea to get Casey Williams mad at you!

Jasmine ushers Andrew back to his own corner as Casey scoop slams Ethan, then tags J2H back in. J2H goes to use the top rope for a springboard moonsault, but Ethan brings his knees up and J2H lands right down across them, knocking the air out of himself!

Simone: Say what you will about how much that young man has improved, but he is still one of the smallest competitors in SCW and that blow hurt him more than it may have many others.

A hurt Ethan grabs J2H who clutches his stomach in agony, and he drags him over to the champions' corner where he tags Watts into the match.

Adams: I was beginning to wonder if Watts would ever see the inside of the ring!

The tag champions begin assaulting J2H, double teaming him in their own corner with a melee of boots to the body that drives him down to the mat before Jasmine can break it up! Andrew picks him up into a front face lock an lifts him high as if for a vertical suplex, but opts to drive him face first with a fall forward suplex instead! Andrew throws him over onto his back and covers him!

1.....
2.....
J2H kicks out!

Watts drags him up and sends him hard into the near corner, then charges in but J2H brings his feet up to kick him and Watts grabs his feet, blocking it! Watts then goes for an overhead sledgehammer blow, but J2H moves his legs, then as Watts lunges at the waist, J2H sails over him with a sunset flip!

1.....
2.....
Watts kicks out!

The two men get to their feet and J2H knocks hi back a step with a European uppercut, then goes for a short-arm Irish whip into the near corner but Watts reverses it. J2H runs up the corner and jumps back for a diving body press, only to have Watts catch him in mid air and deliver a power slam into a cover!

1.....
2.....
J2H gets his shoulder up!

Adams: Ohh! Almost!

Andrew pulls the challenger to his feet and goes to send him into the ropes and he swings for a roundhouse kick, but J2H ducks under the blow, then comes off the far side and jumps, only for Andrew to catch him in a belly to belly!

Simone: Forget the fancy moves! J2H has got to get Casey back inside of that ring!

Watts with the cover again!

1.....
2.....
Casey breaks it up!

Adams: I guess what's fair is fair!

Simone: Not according to the champions. Look at them whine to Jasmine over Casey doing the same thing thy were doing.

Desiree shouts at the referee from the outside and threatens to climb into the ring but the powerhouse official Jasmine stops her fast. In the meantime, Watts has J2H by the legs, steps through them, and turns him over into a sharp shooter!

Simone: Okay we may have a submission! J2H has been on the receiving end of some brutal punishment!

Watts cranks the pressure on and Jasmine is on her knees, asking J2H is he wants to submit but the former Roulette and Tag Champion refuses! After several long, torturous moments, Andrew releases the hold, but only to tag Ethan back into the match. The champions each take one of J2H's legs and make a wish!

Adams: Ohh! If his bollocks haven't dropped yet then they're never going to after that!

J2H sits up, holding himself in pain, and Danger Zone dives into him, knocking him right back to his back with a dual clothesline! Ethan then body splashes J2H just as Watts drops down with a guillotine leg drop across J2H's head!

Simone: Come on! Get one of them out of the ring!

Andrew makes a quick exit as Ethan remains atop of his opponent and Jasmine counts!

1.....
2.....
3 - No! Kick out by J2H!

Adams: Oh wow! That was close!

Simone: Oh and Ethan isn't happy about that count!

Ethan is up and in Jasmine's face, reading the referee the riot act for what he accuses of being a slow count! He sticks him finger in her face but she slaps it away!

Simone: Don't push her Ethan!

Adams: He did! He pushed her!

And Jasmine shoves Ethan right back -- and right into a school boy roll up by J2H!

1.....
2.....
3 - NO! Kick out!

Simone: Ethan Alexander almost cost himself the tag team titles!

Ethan jumps up and lunges at J2H who dives under his opponent's legs and jumps -- tagging Casey in!

Adams: Oh hell is about to be raised!

Casey Williams climbs into the ring as Watts jumps in as well to help head the big man off, but Casey crashes right into them, leveling them with a double clothesline! Casey grabs Andrew and Irish whips him into the ropes and throws him high into the air with a military press and jumps lets him fall, crash landing into the canvas! Casey then turns and grabs Ethan in a bear hug and bull dozes him back into the far corner!

Simone: Oh this could very well be the beginning of the end!

Casey drives shoulder after shoulder into Ethan's midsection, then breaks at the count of four and sends him off into the ropes where he greets him with a big boot right into the face!

Adams: Did I see a tooth fly out? I think I saw a tooth fly out.

Casey picks him right back up and deposits him onto the top turnbuckle of his own corner, facing the crowd, and tags J2H back in! J2H climbs to the top from the outside, then steps around the back of Alexander, scissors him head and falls back...

Simone: HOLY...!

Adams: Mackerel! This is Sunday after all, Belinda!

J2H throws Ethan from the top with a reverse hurricanrana, bringing the fans to their feet whether they are fans of any of the participants or not! Watts starts to climb in, prompting Casey to do the same! Jasmine heads the "Man Monster" off as Ethan staggers to his feet! J2H grabs him around the waist from behind and rolls him up into a reverse cradle -- only for Andrew to connect with a super kick to J2H's face! Watts ducks out as the momentum is shifted and Ethan reverses the cradle into one of his own!

1.....
2.....
Ethan grabs two handfuls of trunks for extra measure!
3!

Adams: They did it! The champions retain!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Justin: Here are your winners, and STILL SCW World Tag Team Champions -- Ethan Alexander and Andrew Watts -- DANGER ZONE!

Andrew quickly drags Ethan from the ring before the rampaging Casey Williams is able to get close enough to exact revenge! Watts and Alexander tears their belts from Jasmine's hands and hoist them into the air themselves in celebration with Desiree absolutely gleeful, while Casey checks on J2H inside of the ring!

Simone: Yes, the champions retained but look at how they did it. Casey and J2H almost had the gold in my opinion.

The feed cuts backstage or whatever the backstage area would be called to see SCW???s Bombshell Champion, Mikah stretching for her match. She has her right leg up on a travel box and is leaning forward to stretch her legs out. She was by herself, away from her Danger Zone stablemates and hadn???t yet even offered to get drunk with Mark Ward yet; that???d come after her victory.

She looks up at her championship that was set off to the side on the box before looking up and groaning in slight disgust to see the Special celebrity host, Drake Green walking her way.

Mikah: ???Oh good God. Where???s a waste basket when you need to throw up????

She places her foot back on the floor before grabbing her championship and sliding it over her shoulder before hopping up to sit on the box.

Mikah: ???If I ignore it, it will go away.???

She leans back against the wall, hoping to just ignore Drake as he stops next to her. She adjusts her low-rise cheeky boyshort like bottoms a bit before closing her eyes. A minute or so passes by before she opens her eyes to see him still standing there, a look on his face.

Mikah: ???Ew. What????

Patience wasn???t her virtue.

Drake: Well look who it is! The Bombshell Champion herself...where???s Mark Ward?

He fixes his tie as he flashes an incredibly annoying smile Mikah???s way.

Mikah: ???Probably trying to erase you from the company???s history; it???s what anybody with a brain would do.???

She flashes him her arrogant little smirk before crossing her left leg over her right leg, looking him over.

Mikah: ???I thought they only let good looking people down this hallway...but I guess that???s a lie, since you???re standing right there.???

She shrugs her shoulders. Drake can???t help but let out a chuckle, annoyed with himself that he actually did.

Drake: Do you work really hard on those insults? Were you planning that one for when I walked down the hallway because???..

He points passed her, three doors down to the dressing room that says ???DRAKE GREEN??? on the door.

Drake: ...I mean???.really?

She points from the opposite way of the hallway, indicating that???s where she???d come from.

Mikah: ???And I came from that way. Is it true that men only think with one half of their brains? Because I don???t even think you use either halves.???

She just simply shrugs her shoulders again before flashing him an overly cheesy smile.

Mikah: ???But I get it, you think the show???s all about you since Christian invited you here. So I get it why you would think that I was waiting around for you. Because news-fa-lash???.???

She leans in a bit.

Mikah: ???I don???t wait around for anybody.???

She leans back again, letting her back hit the wall. She???d modified one of her own t-shirts to cut off just under her chest and it was cut and tied on the sides. Drake rubs his chin, obviously checking her out, and then pushes his hair back with the same hand.

Drake: What is your deal anyway? You know...with Mark? I mean understand he signs your paycheck and everything but???.really? The guy is a total douchebag. I think you could do better.

He looks around the hallway a bit before leaning and whispering.

Drake: I heard Lord Raab was single???.

She lets a laugh roll off of her tongue.

Mikah: ???Why? Do you want me to get his number for you????

She winks at him before flashing him her wedding ring. Drake can???t help but laugh.

Drake: You do have a sense of humor...I???ll give you that. Too bad you???re also a total fucking bitch. We could???ve been friend, you know???.

He looks at her Bombshell Championship belt.

Drake: You impress yourself easily don???t you?

She looks down at her champinonship before looking at him.

Mikah: ???Oh come on, you have to admit that even if you don???t like me--which, I secretly think you do--I???ve been nothing but impressive in that ring. I haven???t lost a match since May; I???m a roll and you???re so lucky that you get to see that roll continue tonight.???

She pauses momentarily before looking back down at her championship.

Mikah: ???Actually, Drakey, I think this championship might fit your persona better. I mean, after all, you???re the one that acts like a diva on set or is that a lie TMZ wrote up????

She flashes him another smile as she pulls one of her legs up into a bent position.

Drake: You know???.

He stares at her for a long pause before going to walk passed her. As he brushes by her he stops himself, and spins back around.

Drake: That belt???

He taps her belt right on the face plate.

Drake: You know it???s more than just in the ring right? It???s more than just being a competitor. It???s about being a champion inside and OUTSIDE the ring. A role model, a spokesperson, the whole package. You can beat everyone they put in front of you but if the people don???t care???.then what???s the point?

She looks at him before pushing his finger away from her championship.

Mikah: ???People like who? You????

She laughs a bit before sliding a bit forward, moving just a bit closer to him.

Mikah: ???Please, don???t give yourself that much credit, Drake. Who still has a job here????

She gives him a look, a smirk written on her pretty face.

Mikah: ???Although, I am looking for a bag boy...I???m sure that Mark would allow me to hire you as my bag boy..???

She winks at him as she looks at him, still rather close. She didn???t believe in personal bubbles, and she loved making people feel uncomfortable. Drake inches closer, eager to show her that she doesn???t make him nervous. He cracks a smile out of the corner of his mouth as he once again checks her out in an obvious way.

Drake: You???ll get it one day. When that belt is gone and you???re opening shows against Twisted Sister. When Mark Ward is banging the new flavor of the month...and you can deny it all you want but I???ll never believe you???.it???s then that you???ll realize that the???

He does air quotes.

Drake: Drake??????Dollar Movie Bin Guy??? was right. Championship reigns don???t last forever, sweetheart. But legends???.legends never die.

He brushes past her.

Mikah: ???Who says you???re a legend? I???ve never heard of you until just recently. That doesn???t exactly scream legend-status, sweetcheeks.???

He turns back before he enters his dressing room.

Drake: You just proved my point, babe. It???s time to get out of the bubble. It???s time to be bigger than just Mikah???.I have faith. And by the way???.you look like you???ve gained a couple pounds.

She just laughs.

Mikah: ???Okay, Veronica.???

Veronica was going to be her new insult to people; instead of calling them imbeciles or cretins or simpletons; Veronica was going to be her new insult. She hops down from the box and flips her hair a bit before walking over to him.

Mikah: ???You tell me the last time that a Bombshell has been as impressive as I have and maybe, just maybe I???ll consider talking to Mark about you maybe getting a contract back here. But I guarantee you nobody has been on a hot streak like I have. Guaran-damn-tee it.???

He laughs.

Drake: Misty, Delia Darling, Vixen. just to name a few but what do I know? And I???m pretty sure at this point talking to Mark won???t help me. But I really appreciate the offer. It???s good to know that you care.

He stops himself from opening his door and turns back toward her.

Drake: You know you???re not really that mean are you? So why the act?

She raises an eyebrow at him.

Mikah: ???How do you figure????

Drake: I mean it???s obvious. You???re trying really hard. You know maybe your husband would actually talk to you if you weren???t trying to be such a bitch all the time. Just saying???.

She laughs a bit before leaning up on her tip toes to pat him on the head.

Mikah: ???You really think that my husband doesn???t talk to me????

She bats her eyelashes at him before adjusting her championship on her shoulder a bit. She takes a deep breath before looking at him.

Mikah: ???Because right now, I???m the one not talking to him.???

She shrugs her shoulders, airing her dirty laundry on air so to speak.

Mikah: ???You should check your facts, sweetheart before you go assuming things. Because you already look like an ass.???

Drake: Well I just assumed???.sorry. You know with you being a total dick and basically sleeping with Mark Ward all over the world...that maybe???

He shrugs his shoulders.

Drake: But what do I know? I???m just here for one night so. Look???.good luck tonight...I???m sure you don???t think you need it. Hopefully one day you???ll figure it out.

She laughs at him a bit before rolling her eyes.

Mikah: ???Sleeping with Mark, that???s funny. Because the last person I spread my legs for was my husband. And luck is for losers, but??????

She pauses, taking a moment to look him over. She doesn???t hide the fact that she was blatantly checking him out either; she was allowed to look.

Mikah: ???You know all about that, don???t you????

He smiles when he notices she was checking him out.

Drake: I don???t know...I usually don???t spread my legs.

He laughs.

Drake: Look. Good lu-

He stops himself.

Drake: Have fun out there. I???ll be looking forward to seeing you actually do something that doesn???t annoy the living hell out of me.

She smirks a bit before stepping closer to him, biting the right side of her bottom lip, bringing it in slowly between her bottom lip as she steps even closer to him. She barely left any space between them as she leans up on her tippy toes just a bit as she looks into his eyes.

Mikah: ???I could think of something else that wouldn???t annoy the living hell out of you??????

She leans in just a bit more, their lips just mere inches apart before she pulls back.

Mikah: ???But I don???t cheat on my husband.???

Drake: Well that???s a good thing???.I don???t cheat on my girlfriend either so???

He takes a step back, realizing his girlfriend Lyah is just a few feet away behind the door.

Drake: I-

He laughs.

Drake: You really are a bitch. Take care, Mikah.

He turns around walks away.

Mikah: ???I hope you enjoy your time with your hand--I mean your girlfriend.???

She had that mock sweetness in her voice as she turns and walks down the hallway, a bit of a strut in her step.

The scene comes in down the hallway, near the rooms set aside for dressing rooms. Darknyss is seen waddling down the hallway, looking a bit green around the gills as she rubs her stomach, looking for the room with the refreshments table. As she comes to the room and reaches for the door handle, the door is opened from the inside, and she comes face to face with Christiana, who stands there, glaring up at her. When she doesn???t move, Darknyss puts a hand on the door jamb and glares back at her.

Darknyss: ???Excuse me.???

Christiana: ???You???re excused.???

Christiana doesn???t move though, and Darknyss starts getting more annoyed.

Darknyss: ???Would you please get out of my way????

Christiana feigns innocence, but venom is dripping from her tongue as she speaks.

Christiana: ???Oh, am I in your way? I didn???t even realize it.???

She still doesn???t move, and Darknyss finally has had it, and she punches the wall near the door, making the whole thing vibrate.

Darknyss: ???I said move bitch!! Get out of my fucking way!!???

Christiana doesn???t move, and Darknyss is about to swing on her when one of the stagehands comes up behind Christiana with a tray of food that???s going out, and taps her on the shoulder, causing her to move so he can get out. As soon as the stagehand walks through the door, Christiana tries to block the door again, but Darknyss slips into the room and heads straight for the table with the water bottles. She picks one up and starts to drink it slowly, until she feels a presence behind her. She turns to find Christiana standing there, glaring at her. She turns to look at the girl and lifts an eyebrow at her.

Darknyss: ???Do you have a problem????

Christiana crosses her arms under her breasts and cocks her hip out.

Christiana: ???Yeah, I do??? With you, puta!!???

Darknyss finishes her water and crushes the bottle in her hand one handed as she glares at the young girl.

Darknyss: ???Call me a whore again??? Just one more time, and you will live to regret it!!???

Christiana starts waving her finger in Darknyss???s face.

Christiana: ???Oh, you think I???m afraid of you? You big, fat, whale, you ain???t scarin??? NOBODY!!???

Darknyss rolls her eyes and turns around to pick up another bottle of water, cracking it open and taking a sip before she goes back to talking to the girl.

Darknyss: ???How in the hell did you even get on this ship? You???re not a part of the SCW, and I doubt that you even are who you say and think you are! You???re nothing like DT!! You???re just a mean, petulant child who???s got nothing better to do than to try and break up someone else???s happiness!!???

Christiana starts rolling her neck and clucking her tongue as she talks back to Darknyss with a disgusted look on her face.

Christiana: ???Well, it seems that your bosses wanted me around, so I???m here!! They even got me a great room with a jacu

Darknyss: ???I don???t know!! The Baby!!!???

Darknyss howls again and suddenly passes out in Dark Tiger???s arms. He slowly lowers her to the ground, calling out her name.

Dark Tiger: ???Zatanya!! Zatanya!!! Somebody get a medic in here!!! Help her!!!???

One of the stagehands rushes out of the room as the camera zooms in on Darknyss???s unconscious face.

Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall??? introducing first??? from Las Vegas, Nevada??? Tim Staggs???

The lights in the arena go out as the beat to "The Nobodies" by Marilyn Manson plays over the speakers. As the electric organ picks up, a red light flashes across the screen as random faces begin to show on the screen. As the words start up, men and women in masks and hoodies file out through the curtains. The lights come on at a dim tone, flashing as the seven figures make it down to the ringside area. As the music picks up, one of the figures pulls his hood back, yanking his mask off to reveal Tim Staggs. He jumps onto the ring apron, focused as he steps through the ropes. He paces back and forth, and the lights turn up some as he looks up. He then removes his jacket and tears away his black pants to reveal his wrestling outfit. He jogs backward and rests in one of the far corners, sinking down to a seated position as he contemplates.

Justin: And introducing his opponent??? also from Las Vegas, Nevada??? Joshua Acquin???

As soon as Nightmare hits over the p.a, Joshua wastes little time with his usual formalities and rushes toward the ring and climbs in and makes for a beeline to Tim Staggs, where they begin to brawl in the centre of the ring, trading shots after shots, as the ref calls for the bell, though it???s pretty pointless now.

DING DING DING

Simone: Wow Joshua not wasting any time here.

Adams: Can you blame him, he been on the receiving end of beatings from Staggs and Murphy.

As they continue trade shots, Acquin uses his distinct weight advantage to get more power behind his shot and soon gets the upper hand, as he begins to unload all his frustrations and hate toward Staggs and the nobodies, as they end up against the ropes for a moment, where the briefly jockey for position, but Acquin grabs Stagg???s hand and whips into the ropes opposite and as Staggs comes back, Acquin hits a reverse elbow, knocking Staggs down to the mat.

Adams: Acquin is getting the upper hand here.

Acquin roars at Staggs to get back to his feet, which he does but is knocked down again with a right hand, but Staggs quickly gets to his and Acquin whips him into the corner and begins to deliver a few lefts and rights before laying in some boot shots to Staggs.

Simone: Acquin is really pushing the boundaries.

Adams: He doesn???t care??? it???s all about revenge.

Drew Patton quickly begin to count out Acquin, but Acquin stops and brushes him away before going back to laying in a few more boots, before picking up Staggs and goes to whip him into the other corner, but Stagg reverses and whips Acquin into the corner and as Acquin comes out of the corner, he tries for a clothesline, but Staggs ducks and follows up with a quick spinning heel kick to Acquin, knocking him down.

Simone: Interesting counter there by Staggs.

Adams: And going for a quick pin???

Staggs then goes for a pin???

1...

2???

Kickout???

Simone: Too early for a pin and Staggs know that???s, which shows his inexperience.

Staggs shakes his head, knowing he has to do more to wear down Acquin.

Staggs stays on his knees, where he flips Acquin on his back and begins to deliver a few shots to Acquin???s face, who tries to his best to block them, but Staggs keeps on going before getting to his feet and grabbing Acquin by the head and pulling him to his feet, where he hits him with elbow, which staggers Acquin.

Adams: What an elbow shot from Staggs.

Simone: Certainly knocked Acquin silly there.

With Acquin a little bit foggy, Stagg grabs Acquin and using all his weight, Staggs hits a belly to belly Suplex and before Acquin can move out of the way, Staggs grabs Acquin???s ankle and locks in the ankle lock.

Simone: Staggs now aiming to make Acquin tap.

Adams: or maybe end his career???

Acquin screams out in pain, as Staggs urges Acquin to tap, but Acquin holds on refusing to tap, as he looks up and around and notices how close he is to the ropes before reaching out and it able to grab them. Drew Patton see???s this and tells Staggs to release the hold, which he obliges but only for holding for a few extra seconds.

Simone: Staggs being very cunning there and holding the submission move for a few extra seconds.

Staggs backs away into a corner allowing Acquin to get to his feet, as Staggs urges him to get to his feet, which Acquin does and Stagg charges looking for a spear but Acquin moves at the last moment, and Staggs end up in the corner, as his shoulder connects with post.

Adams: Ouch!

Simone: Hope he hasn???t separated his shoulder from that.

This gives an opening for Acquin to shake off the pain in his ankle, while Staggs pulls himself away from the ropes and sits down holding his shoulder.

Simone: Both here taking a moment to recover as much as possible.

Hobbling over, Acquin grabs Staggs by the hair and pulls him to his feet, where he shoves him against the corner turnbuckle before hitting a headlock inverted neckbreaker and goes for a pin of his own???

Adams: What a move by Acquin, there will slow you down.

1???

2???

2.5??? Kickout???

Simone: Close, but not enough to put the young man down.

Staggs kicks out, as Acquin argues with Drew that it was a three count, but the ref sticks his original decision that Staggs kicked out, as Acquin shakes his head before getting to his feet and grabs Staggs once more and throws him out of the ring with Staggs hitting the mats below with a thud.

Adams: What a thud.

Simone: What has Joshua got planned here?

Acquin then climbs out of the ring, and grabs Staggs and pulls him to his feet, where he prepares to whip him into the barrier and as he does, Staggs counters and Acquin crashes into the ringside barrier, who falls to the mat.

Adams: Well he did have the idea of putting Staggs into the barrier, but that didn???t work out so much.

Simone: Indeed.

Drew Patton then begins to count???

1...

2???

3???

Adams: Drew Patton beginning his count.

Acquin is the first to move, as he crawls on his hands knees towards the steps, while Staggs claws his way towards the guard barrier to try and get himself to his feet.

4???

5???

6???

Simone: Patton up to six now.

Acquin reaches the steps and begins to climb it, as Staggs uses the barrier to get to his feet.

7???

8???

9???

Staggs pushes himself from the barrier and dives into the ring, as Acquin rolls himself into the ring, as the ref stops his count.

Adams: Both were very close to being counted out there.

With Staggs and Acquin now back inside the ring, they both use the ropes to get to their feet and stagger over to each other and once again to trade shots just like earlier in the match, however, with both being wobbly on their feet, each punch unsteadies them.

Simone: Both looking unsteady on their feet, however, both need to think outside the box here.

With a few more shots traded between the two, Staggs delivers a knee to the gut of the Acquin before whipping him into the corner and following up with a clothesline.

Adams: Staggs getting the upper hand again.

As Acquin staggers out of the corner from the clothesline, Staggs boots Acquin in the stomach and then sets up and hits a Gory Bomb.

Simone: Nice Gory Bomb and it appears Staggs is looking to finish this.

Adams: I love his finisher.

As Staggs stands over Acquin, he proceeds to grab Acquin???s legs and locks them up before flipping Acquin onto his stomach and grabbing Acquin???s arms and Staggs finally locks in the Untitled No. 1 (Scorpion Cross Lock) and with Acquin not able to go anywhere else has to tap.

Adams: And Acquin taps out??? hard fight by him, but Staggs was just a little better tonight.

Drew indicates for the bell to be rung, as Staggs lets go of Acquin.

Justin: The winner of this match??? TIM STAGGS!

Nobodies by Marilyn Manson hits over the p.a, as Drew Patton raises Tim Staggs hand in celebration.

The scene opens up at poolside on the Sun Princess Cruise Liner where we see Steve sunbathing, in front of him is the Ultimate X structure that???ll determine who will depart the cruise liner as the SCW Roulette Championship later on tonight.

Simone: I???m surprised that the bosses let him near the pool after the stunt he pulled at the end of his promo.

Adams: I suppose we should count ourselves lucky that he didn???t go skinny dipping.

Steve spots the camera and sits up before propping the sunglasses he was wearing atop his head before grinning.

Steve: I sit in front of the structure where I???ll finally win the SCW Roulette Title later on tonight! I don???t care what Goth, Lord Raab, Connor Murphy, Jeremiah Hardin or Travis Nathanial Andrews have to say about it because that title is mine to win! And as for the little pipsqueak known as Tim Staggs, the show???s been going on for several hours now and he still hasn???t answered my challenge! If that doesn???t expose him for the coward he is I don???t know what does!

Steve says before laying back down.

Steve: Oh and Tim? Don???t get any ideas about interfering in my match, I???ll have my bodyguards on standby just in case you decide to try to screw me over!

Steve adds as the camera cuts to ringside.

Goth can be seen standing in his bedroom as he prepares for his match, his wife is looking on with pride in her eyes. Realizing that he will put his title on the line against five other men. She gets up from the bed and kisses her husband on the cheek as he walks off to the hallway. There he bumps into Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Goth, I got a question for you as you are about to defend your title against the five men that have been wanting to take your title away. Are you ready???

Goth looks at her with a look of confidence, laughing a few moments later before putting his arm around across her shoulders.

Goth: Look Willow, I???m not concerned one damn bit and you know why?? Because these five other names will get the very best that I have to offer. And when I???m done with those guys??? They will want to cool off in the swimming pool as I retain my championship belt.

With that Goth walks off laughing.

Justin: The following contest is for the Bombshell Internet championship and it is a Thirty Minute Iron Woman match!! Introducing first???the challenger???from Juneau Alaska, AMY MARSHALL!!

The area goes suddenly dark, as a child's voice plays over the p.a, as her words also flash up on the screen in red.

She then continues down the ramp, as slaps the hands of the awaiting fans, she then climbs into the ring, where she then climbs the turnbuckles and surveys the crowd before climbing back down and heads to the corner, where she takes off the mask and waits for the match to start.

Justin:And from Tampa Florida, she is the Bombshell Internet Champion???ROXI JOHNSON!!!

"Help is on the Way" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area. She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the area. 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 the cheers of the audience. Jumping down, she takes the belt from around her waist and hands it to Summers who shows it to Amy then raises it above his head to show the fans.

The bell rings as Roxi and Amy begin to circle in the middle of the ring. Locking up in the middle of the ring the pair struggle back and forth for control and Amy catches Roxi in a headlock. Roxi tosses her into the ropes and then is taken down with a hard shoulder from Amy who then drops quickly to try and make a pin.

Simone: Amy has the right idea. The more pins and submissions one of these bombshells get, the better chance of winning at the end of the thirty minutes.

Adams: But the match is only one minute old. We still have twenty nine minutes to go.

Roxi quickly presses Amy off her and rolls to her knees. Amy is first to her feet but Roxi quickly slams a forearm into the midsection of Amy who doubles over with pain as Roxi hits an uppercut that staggers Amy backwards, her hand over her mouth. She pulls it away looking for blood as Roxi gets to her feet once again. The challenger spins and charges towards Roxi with a clothesline attempt but the champion avoids it. Marshall uses the ropes and bouncing off them hits a springboard kick to the champion that sends her to the mat. Dropping to the mat once more, Amy tries for a pin. Roxi reverses forcing Amy to kick out of a small package at two.

Simone: Both women are going to keep trying for the pins. We are five minutes gone and still tied at zero.

Roxi gets to her feet first and catches Amy with a strong knee lift. Using a kick to the midsection, Roxi double Marshall over and pulls her into a reverse headlock then powers her over with a snap suplex. Roxi rolls with it to pin Amy Marshall for a two count before getting pushed off by Amy. Roxi gets to her feet as Amy rolls to the outside and begins to walk around the ring to catch her breath. Roxi follows inside the ring as the referee begins to make his count.

Adams: I don???t think this is the way that either woman would want to win a fall.

Simone: A countout is a legit method of getting a pinfall.

Roxi interrupts the count as Marshall grabs the feet of Roxi and pulls her to the mat then out of the ring. The pair trade rights and lefts before Amy manages to stun Roxi enough to irish whip her into the ring steps. Amy leans in close as Roxi cries out in pain. Grabbing the Bombshell Internet champion, Amy rolls her back into the ring and slides in after her for a pin. Jacob Summers gets a two count as Roxi slowly kicks out. Amy grabs the arm of Roxi and rolling over locks in an armbar that makes the champ scream with pain. Summers asks Roxi if she will submit but she shakes her head no and powers her way to her feet. Twisting into the armbar, Roxi gets under the arm of Marshall and powers her to the mat with a suplex of her own that she arches into a pin. Amy fights to get out but is too slow as Jacob signals a pinfall for Roxi.

9 minute ??? Roxi 1 / Amy 0

Simone: We have our first fall and Amy doesn???t appear to be too happy about it.

Slapping the mat angrily, Amy gets to her feet and charges at Roxi. Mounting her she slams the back of her head against the canvas repeatedly as the fans scream a count with her. Roxi tries to cover but can???t as Amy pulls her to her feet. Whipping her into the ropes, Amy catches a rebounding Roxi with a superkick that knocks her back and to the mat near the ropes. Grabbing Roxi???s ankle, Amy pulls her to the centre of the ring and rolls her up for a three count. Roxi is able to kick out at two and then rolls herself to the ropes. Amy crawls after her but the champion manages to roll to the outside. Leaning against the barricade around the ring, Roxi catches her breath as Amy gets to her feet. Looking across the ring, Amy rushes to the opposite ropes and dives through the ropes to deliver a forearm smash to Roxi on the outside. Both women seem winded as the referee is counting. Each woman gets to her feet and stumbles towards the ring where they climb inside. Amy is up first and catches Roxi between the ropes. Locking her head into position, Amy drops Roxi with a snap ddt and then rolls to pin her. Summers slaps the canvas for the three.

14 minutes ??? Roxi 1 / Amy 1

Adams: We are half way through the match and once again it is all tied up at one apiece.

Simone: The animosity between these two needed to be settled this way and the fans are being treated to a show for sure.

Amy gets to her feet and plays to the crowd pointing at the downed Roxi who is being checked on by Summers. Waving the referee away, Roxi gets to her feet as well. The pair lock up and Amy turns Roxi into a headlock which the champion reverses with a suplex. Getting to her feet, Roxi picks up Amy and again pulls her into a reverse headlock and picks her up with a snap suplex. Tiredness is setting in as both women warily get to their feet.

Simone: This match is really taking it out of our competitors. This is where it is going to start getting strategic now.

Roxi reaches for Marshall and whips her into the ropes. The pair collide in the middle of the ring with a double clothesline. Rolling to their hand and knees, the two glare at each other. Amy gets to her feet first and kicks Roxi onto her back. As Roxi sits up, Amy bounces off the ropes with a shining wizard that takes the champion back to the canvas. The challenger covers but Roxi is too near the ropes and manages to drape her foot over it. The referee taps Amy who thinks she has won the pin and gets to her feet to celebrate by raising her arms in the air. Summers pulls them down and points to the foot on the ropes. Amy shakes her head and motions at the referee that she got the three count but again Summers points to the foot on the ropes and motions a no pin. Angrily Amy turns to see Roxi getting to her feet. Amy grabs the back of Roxi???s head and hits her Bad Girl finisher. Roxi flops to the mat and Amy drops to the canvas and catching her leg, rolls her up for a pin. The referee makes the count.

23 minutes ??? Roxi 1 / Amy 2

Adams: Amy Marshall has taken the lead in this contest.

Simone: She may have taken the lead on this but she is also getting frustrated. Roxi seems to be able to push her to the limits.

Inside the ring, Amy is at the ropes motioning back at Roxi who is sitting on the mat shaking out the cobwebs. Yelling at the fans about how she is defeating their hero, she doesn???t see Roxi get to her feet. Moving towards her challenger, Roxi whips her around and kicks her in the midsection then twisting her into a reverse headlock, drops her to the mat with the eye of the hurricane. Dropping, Roxi grabs Amy???s leg and rolls her over for the pin. Getting only a two count, Roxi rolls over and grabs the wrapped leg of Amy and locks in a sharpshooter. Struggling against the pain, Amy has no choice but to tap out.

25 minutes ??? Roxi 2 / Amy 2

Simone: Both of these women are reaching their limits.

Roxi rolls to the ropes and lays on the apron breathing heavily as Amy cradles her leg in the middle of the ring. Getting to her feet, Roxi watches as Marshall slowly makes her way to her own feet, gingerly stepping with her injured leg. The champion slowly climbs the turnbuckles and watches Amy who has grabbed Summers when she sees Johnson on the corner. Pretending to stumble into the ropes, Amy causes Roxi to fall off the corner and to the mat. Amy tries to capitalize but Roxi rolls quickly to the outside. Amy turns and rolls herself out of the ring. Both women begin to trade punches on the outside. Roxi pushes Amy back then begins to attack her injured leg with kicks to the thigh. Inside the ring the referee is making his ten count. Both women roll to the inside. Roxi attempts to attack again but Amy manages to pull Summers in front of her. The champion stops short as the referee holds up his hands. Amy attacks from behind the ref and smirking she sends Roxi to the mat. Summers pushes Amy back from Roxi as he talks to her about using him to cheat. Roxi makes her way to her feet as Amy pushes Summers to the side and catches Roxi with an asai ddt. Dropping down, Amy pins the champion but Roxi barely manages to kick out again. Amy pulls her back for another pin and again Roxi kicks out.

Adams: There is no quit in the champ.

Simone: But there is frustration in the challenger. And with only a few moments left we need to see someone get a pin or submission in this Iron woman match.

Amy rolls to the outside after dragging Roxi to the side of the ring. Pulling the leg of the champion around the turnbuckle post, Amy slams it against the steel. Roxi grabs at the leg in pain but Amy is quicker and pulls it out again to wrap it violently around the post. The fans jeer behind her as Amy smirks and turns to taunt the fans. Roxi pulls herself away from the turnbuckle and into the middle of the ring. Amy slides inside and then rests in the corner as she sees Roxi fighting to her feet. As Roxi stands, Amy charges from the corner and kicking Roxi to her knees locks in her la cavenaria finisher, cranking back on the body of Roxi who is screaming with pain. Summers is there to make sure that Roxi can continue. Roxi tries to fight it but finally submits.

29 minutes ??? Roxi 2 / Amy 3

Roxi rolls in pain as Amy is moved back by the referee. Getting to the side of the ring, Roxi pulls herself to her feet and turns to see Amy stalking towards her.

Adams: We have only thirty seconds left in the match!!

Roxi gamely straightens and pulls herself up in the corner. Amy reaches for the champion and is surprised by a kick to the midsection. Quickly trying to pull herself up in to the top, Roxi hits a springboard hurricanrana that sends Amy to the outside. Referee Summers moves to the ropes and begins to count a ten count.

Simone: Amy better be careful. Like I said, countouts do count as a fall.

Amy rolls under the ropes which interrupts the count then quickly rolls back to the outside. Suddenly the fans start to count down the final seconds with Summers making his ten count.

Simone: Ten???nine???eight???seven???six???

Adams: One???two???three???four???

Roxi rushes to the ropes as Amy taunts her from the outside.

Simone: Three???two???one???

Adams: Seven???eight???ni???

The bell rings before the ten count. Roxi can???t believe it as Amy gets on the apron and smirking at the fans has her arm raised. Motioning for Justin to hand her the belt, she raises it high as Roxi slides out of the ring and heads behind the curtain.

Simone: We have a new Bombshell Internet champion but that was very close.

The scene opens in a backstage area specifically set up for the SCW roster. With the backdrop being an SCW banner hanging from the ceiling, "Stoner" Scott Oliver is shown to be standing in front of it with former SCW World Heavyweight Champion Sean Jackson and his attorney Marshall Owens.

Stoner: "Sean, later on tonight you step into the ring with the current World Heavyweight Champion Kain, and the returning Simon Jones..."

Sean rolls his eyes.

Stoner: "Who co-incidentally beat you last year to merge both ACW and SCW World Championship belts, which is now in Kain's..."

Thrusting his hand up, Sean cuts off Stoner.

Jackson: "Yeah, yeah...yeah. Yada, yada...yada. Give me a break Stoner. It's no wonder Kain is the world champion now, you mouth breathers will love him no matter what he does."

Stoner goes to say something else, but the Mental Rapist isn't done.

Jackson: "He knew that Gabriel was going to interfere in our championship match, so he bided his time until it happened, and then *BAM*...."

Sean smacks his hands together.

Jackson: "Walked out with MY championship belt."

The former world champion turns to face the camera.

Jackson: "Well Kain, you might have walked out with my championship belt then, but it won't happen tonight. You have stained the legacy of that championship belt, you have put a stench on this company and whether the mouth breathers like Scott Oliver want to admit it or not..."

Stoner mouths *mouth breathers?*

Jackson: "It is time to bring you to an end."

Stoner: "Well Sean, isn't that kind of..."

Lost on Scott Oliver, the Mental Rapist wasn't finished speaking.

Jackson: "Which brings me to you Simon Jones. Yes, the mouth piece standing to my right is correct, you did beat me last year. But in case you haven't figured it out yet, I'm not that same guy."

Marshall is now smiling.

Jackson: "I am a man who makes promises, and then delivers. Well Simon, I promised your daughter that I would give her daddy back to her. I promised your daughter that I would end your wrestling career tonight, so by hook or crook..."

Sean turns to face Stoner.

Jackson: "One way or the other...."

And then back to the camera.

Jackson: "I will walk across your broken carcus the first ever three-time winner of the SCW World Heavyweight Championship."

He then winks to the camera.

Jackson: "And I will do it all for you Mattie."

Cracking a smile, Sean then strolls off camera and leaves Marshall standing with Stoner. Marshall then faces the camera himself.

Jackson: "Happy birthday Mattie."

Marshall too steps away, leaving a very disgusted Scott Oliver standing by himself.

Stoner: "Back to you Belinda and Jason."

Travis is standing in front of a camera while waiting to make his entrance for the biggest match in his career. Pussy Willow was supposed to be doing an interview but Shawna Jennings led her away during the commercial break.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Ben Jordan, I want you to watch closely to this match. Goth is going to find out just how badly I want this match. I will not accept defeat. I will leave this ship with the Roulette Championship around my waist. That is my main focus but if you are thinking about getting involved Ben then you had better think again. Because tonight was just the beginning. I will send you back to the museum. This is my night and I will walk away a winner. If you hate that well then you had better just DEAL WITH IT!

Travis puts one hand on the camera lens and shoves it away.

Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SCW Roulette Championship! Iiiintroducing first, hailing from Queens, New York, standing at 6 feet and weighing in at 200 pounds, he is "The Fearless One"... STEEEEEEEEEEEVE RAAAAAAAAMOOOOOONE!!!

"I pledge alliegence, to the flag, of The Fearless One Steve Ramone."

"I want what's coming to me."
"So what's coming to you?"
"The world chico, and everything in it"

Following that quote the opening riff to "I Want The World.....and Everything In It" by Battle Beast hits the speakers as the lights dim and the crowd boos as "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone comes out air guitaring to the song. He ignores the fans at ringside whilst he walks down to the poolside as Steve sings along to the lyrics before he reaches the poolside area. Steve poses for the crowd before he turns to the ramp in anticipation for his opponents.

Justin Decent: Introducing next, hailing from Cologne, Germany, standing at 6 feet 4 inches and weighing in at 230 pounds, he is... LOOOOOOOOORD RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAB!!!

Mad Monster by Detroit Metal City plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain wearing his red and black wrestling trousers with his nickname The Masked German Monster on the front of them with Monster Energy logos on the side of his trousers with black gloves on both of his hands and wears a black and red stripy mask and ignores the fans as he goes around the ring, rubbing his hands and moving his neck around while looking at his opponent with anger in his eyes while waiting for the match to start.

Justin Decent: Arriving next, hailing from Washington D.C. standing at 6 feet 6 inches and weighing in at 245 pounds, he is... "Big Tiger" JERRRRRRREMIAHHHHHHH HARRRRRRRRRDINNN!!!

The tiger roars, and then Soldiers by Otherwise plays and Jeremiah comes out and looks around at the fans. He then comes down the aisle, fist bumping with the fans, and then he enters the poolside area and makes the roar and the crowd roars with him.

Justin Decent: Introducing next, hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada, standing at 6 feet 2 inches, and weighing in at 240 pounds, he is SCW's Must See Superstar... TRRRRRRRRAVIS NAAAATHANIEL AAAAAAAAANDREWWWWWWWWWWSSS!!!

Three golden spotlights shine down on the entryway. Golden smoke fills the entrance way as "Drop Dead Cynical" blares through the sound system. Travis Nathaniel Andrews walks through the golden smoke wearing a golden colored trench coat over white tights with gold designs. He stands on the path, throws his arms high into the air while soaking in the loud boos from the crowd. His eyes are covered by his trademark sunglasses while his signature smirk is firmly planted across his face. Travis starts to make his way down the aisle while smiling at the negative reactions he is receiving. He reaches the end of the aisle, goes to walk toward the pool before cutting back. He hops up onto the trampoline, tilts his sunglasses a bit before standing to his feet. He steps into the center of the trampoline, treating it like the ring and throws his arms high into the air again. "Drop Dead Cynical" continues to play as Travis unzips both sleeves before removing his trench coat, and leaping down to the deck of the ship.

Justin Decent: Coming in next, hailing from Ottawa, Ontario, standing at 5 feet 10 inches and weighing in at 185 pounds, he represents The Nobodies, he is ... COOOOOOOOOONORRRRRRRRR MURRRRRRRRRRPHYYYYY!!!

Untravelled Road's throbbing beat and clapping begins to play as Connor Murphy comes out on the entryway, one arm shaking with the beat over his head as the other pulls his cigarette from his lips while holding a red solo cup. Starting down towards poolside, he jokes and smirks at the fans. Connor stops part way around the pool at the announcers table to take one final puff of his cigarette then looks for something to put it out in. With a smirk and a nod at Belinda, he motions putting out the cigarette in her drink only to wave it off and put his glass down on the table and drop the butt into it. He wipes at his nose then smirks for the fans again.

Justin Decent: And finally, coming to us from Utrecht, the Netherlands by way of New York, New York, standing at 6 feet 4 inches and weighing in at 239 pounds, he is your Champion... GOOOOOOOOTHHHHHH!!!

Darkside blasts across the sound system as Goth walks out to the poolside area, he is dressed in a long black Goth like robes. Goth stops halfway the entrance way and stares at the crowd who are booing the owner of the AWA who grins and walks further on. He takes off his robe and he stares down his opponents at poolside.

As the bell sounds, Ramone and Connor quickly shove their way past Goth to get at Jeremiah Hardin. He ducks a clothesline from Murphy, but he fails to escape the low blow from Ramone. Both men beat down on the smaller Hardin, making short work of him as they fling him into the pool.

Justin Decent:: Jeremiah Hardin has been eliminated!

Simone: Are we seeing an NXT reunion here?!

Adams: Given the events of the last few weeks, that would be very doubtful. Though, stranger things have happened.

The two men go to exchange a high five, though their eyes lock, and the familiarity seems to have worn thin in this competition. Ramone goes to cold cock Connor as the champion comes barreling forward. Ramone quickly blocks a punch as Raab comes out of nowhere to lift Goth up for an Atomic Drop that sends the champ reeling. Murphy comes flying from above Mr. TNA, who has joined in the fray, as both Raab and Ramone attempt to eliminate the champion. He wraps his arms around Ramone with a Release German Suplex onto the unprotected deck of the boat. Meanwhile, Andrews feels left out, so he looks around to see the nearby trampoline. He climbs onto it and jumps, building momentum with each bounce. Once he is high in the air, he uses his landing power to launch himself forward into the mess, leveling all of the competition at once!

Adams: It is rare to get to see the TNA fly, but when you add a trampoline into the mix, anyone can cause pure devastation???

Simone: Mr. TNA might be feeling a bit of the collision, but you wouldn't know it the way he's hammering away wildly!

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

Simone: After the events of last week, these two must be aching to rip into each other. This spells disaster...

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

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

Justin Decent:: Travis Nathaniel Andrews has been eliminated!

Ramone turns back toward Raab to see him wrestling back and forth with Goth, only to turn back around to catch Murphy replicating Andrews??? air show. Connor, Ramone, and the floor all collide together hard as Ramone guards his face from Murphy??? barrage of punches. Just a few feet away, Goth and Raab are exchanging blows when Raab scoops up the larger Goth for a Sidewalk Slam. He leaves the champ on the ground and comes over to the aid of his ally. He wraps his arms carefully around Connor???s neck, falling backward into a Sleeper Hold on Murphy. Ramone reaches deep inside as he finds the strength to get up. He looks down at Raab and Murphy before a smirk comes over his face.

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

Adams: I can???t blame him for taking advantage of the situation. Wouldn???t you do the same?

Ramone darts over to the trampoline and he begins jumping with all of his strength. He tries to get as high as he can, eyeballing the crossed ropes. He reaches up like he is going to jump for it, but takes a deep breath, worried about eliminating himself. He tries again but fails. As soon as he is about to go for it, he feels a disturbance on the trampoline. Goth has leaped onto the trampoline as well, and he brought a present. He delivers a barbed wire bat to Ramone???s ribs twice before chucking it into the pool. Ramone grounds himself a bit, trying not to let his bleeding flesh get the better of him, but Goth wraps his legs around Ramone???s neck and, as they bounce high, Goth hits a Hurricanrana that spins around twice!

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

Adams: Goth! Goth! Goth! What? So I???m a fan??? With everything going on with his wife, he needs at least one... Besides, for a big guy, that was just insane!

The audience is heard roaring all the way on the other side of the boat as both men roll around on the trampoline mat. Raab has Connor out cold when he looks over to the others. He works his way from under Connor, and then dashes over toward the trampoline. He jumps onto it, and uses his well-trained physique to quickly gain height despite the two men lying on the mat. He launches himself forward, colliding hard with the pole. He winces as he ensures his grip. He shimmies about a foot up before grabbing onto the red rope. He slowly pulls himself up, allowing himself to dangle from the ropes. He inches his way over toward the center, but doesn???t make it very far.

Ramone: I don't think so, freak!

Raab looks down to see Ramone who is shouting at him. Raab pays him no mind whatsoever before he sees Goth launching a steel chair at him. As it collides with his body, he looses grip with one hand. However, he carefully positions so that his foot catches the lip of the chair, and it dangles there. He reaches up to regain his grip. He shouts out at Goth, when Ramone blindsides Goth with an Axe Kick to the chin. Goth stumbles back on the trampoline, but goes forward for a jab that misses. As he swings around, Ramone lifts him onto his shoulders and connects with a Death Valley Driver that elicits booing from the audience.

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

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

Meanwhile, on the ropes, Raab glances over at the title. He looks back to the competition, and then he shakes his head. He shimmies his way over to the large pole. He grabs onto the top of it and carefully swings himself around. He pulls himself up and perches himself on the top. He slowly lifts his leg up with the chair and grabs hold of it. Ramone picks Goth up from the trampoline, Raab sets the chair up, but he is surprised when he loses balance, racking himself as he nearly falls off. Ramone doesn't notice what has happened above him until he hears shouting.

Connor: Hey, Ramone!

As Ramone looks up, Connor steadies himself on the top of the pole before he launches himself off of his perch, fifteen feet above. He follows through with a Swanton Bomb formation, carefully holding the chair against his back to strengthen the impact!

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

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

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

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

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

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

Connor is about to drop him when Ramone claws at his eyes. Ramone hits a couple of punches before using the last bit of his energy to pull Murphy over with a Hurricanrana through the table. Ramone gets up just in time for Goth to wrap his hand around Ramone???s throat. Goth shouts at him. Just then, Raab comes back into the picture, sliding down the pole, doing a leap frog over Goth, breaking his hold on Ramone. As Ramone gasps for air, Goth receives a boot to the gut. Raab twists him around into Reverse Powerbomb position. He holds him there for a moment, but Goth slides back out of it. The two men brawl before the crowd starts cheering loudly.

Simone: Oh great, look who it is...

Adams: It's Tim Staggs! He's got a couple connections to the competitors in this match, but it doesn't take brains to guess who he is going after.

Tim Staggs comes rushing out from the special entryway for this match. He quickly rounds the corner as Connor and Ramone are brawling ruthlessly. Just as Ramone is about to get the upper hand in the matter, Tim rushes in with a crowbar to the back of his head. After one hit, he tosses the crowbar down to the ground and grabs onto the back of Ramone. He taunts Ramone, who is seeing stars, just before hitting his own finisher on him, sending him flying into the pool!

Justin Decent:: ???The Fearless One??? Steve Ramone has just been eliminated!

Adams: I'm not the biggest fan on Steve Ramone, but he was just cheated out of a huge opportunity.

Simone: And the Fearless Shot was just salt on the wounds. Something tells me this isn't finished...

The audience cheers as Tim dusts his hands off. He high fives Connor and then slowly backs up the ramp. Raab returns to facing off with Goth. He brings him back to the ground with a Vertical Suplex that causes Goth to clutch his back in pain. As Raab springs up, Connor grabs onto his top and tugs him forward. He goes to mess with the mask, but Raab is not having that.. Raab shouts at him, and Connor answers with a hard right. Raab returns with a spear, sending Connor???s back into the nearby pole. Raab uses Connor as he quickly climbs onto his shoulders. He uses the boost to shimmy up the pole once again.

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

Adams: Doesn???t that start with an E?

Simone: It's... oh nevermind...

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

Justin Decent:: Lord Raab has just been eliminated!

Adams: Raab really brought his A Game here tonight!

Simone: Lord Raab certainly made an impact tonight, and I???m sure it speaks volumes to the bosses. The Internet Championship might very well be in reach for this star.

Goth shimmies over to the pole by Connor. He slides down and steps toe to toe with his only remaining challenger. Connor???s clear size disadvantage doesn't inspire mercy from Goth as he proudly extends a hard right to Connor's jaw. They quickly exchange a few blows, and then take a few steps back to regain their composure after this grueling battle. Goth slowly paces back and forth, pumping himself up. Connor cracks his neck, and the two grapplers act as if the bell had just sounded. Connor lunges forward, but Goth sidesteps it. As Connor turns around, Goth hits a hard right to the smaller, feisty grappler. He hits a couple more hard ones before dashing back toward a trashcan. He sees it isn???t bolted down, so he picks it up and heads over toward Connor.

Adams: It looks like Goth wants to prove just how extreme he is so he represents the Roulette Championship well!

Simone: The title might be the lowest on the rung, but it is the most competitive one, for sure!

Adams: That's why it is a Sin City Signature!

Goth is respectful enough to dump out the trash before swinging at Connor. However, Connor punches forward, denting the can and sending it right into Goth???s face. The Gothic One stumbles backward as Connor rips the can from his hands. He sets the can on Goth???s head and then rattles him with devastating punch after punch. He then sends Goth flying toward the railing of the boat! He smirks as he darts forward. Goth knocks the can off, but isn???t lucky enough to avoid the Clothesline from Hell that sends him over the edge!

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

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

Simone: Either way, Connor is bound to get the belt first??? Wait a minute???

The audience roars in approval as Goth is seen slowly climbing the rails! Connor is bouncing on the trampoline to get to top of the pole. Goth drops himself over the railing quickly, not even the slightest bit damp. He scrambles to his feet as Connor nearly misses the ropes. He goes to try again, but Goth stumbles over to the trampoline. Connor goes to leap into him, but Goth catches him in a Chokeslam position! Connor tries to wiggle free, but Goth tightens his grip. Connor lowers himself down, just enough to pick up the crowbar left by his stablemate. He clocks Goth on the side of the head, putting a gash on his forehead. Goth surprised Connor with a thrust to the throat that spins him around. Goth looks around at something when a sick smile comes over his face. He walks over to a fan and grabs a bottle of Bacardi from a fan. He looks at Connor and as Connor comes to, he douses Connor with the liquid, burning his eyes. Connor rubs at his face wildly as Goth goes to shove him toward the pool. Connor nearly falls in as the fans cheer for him. He flails on the edge, groaning in agony. Goth charges forward, but with the fans warning, he is able to fall forward to avoid elimination. Goth stops himself inches before the pool, just in time to catch the back of Connor's heel in his face. Connor wipes the dripping liquor from his face, rubbing it on his shirt before hitting a headbutt to Goth. He wastes no time in running to the trampoline, leaping onto it and gaining air quickly.

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

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

Goth isn't far behind as Connor latches onto the ropes. Goth grabs onto Connor's foot, pulling himself up a bit onto Connor. He knows that if both are eliminated, he retains the title, so he grounds his weight as much as possible. Connor struggles under the pressure, sweat pouring from his face. He refuses to give up as he inches his way closer to the belt. Once this plan isn't working for Goth, he begins climbing up Connor, latching onto the ropes as well. Connor is spun around as Goth tries to scissor around his body. Connor slithers out. They slug it out back and forth before Goth scoots back just a little bit. He swings his legs up, kicking Connor in the stomach. Connor lunges forward, but he is just out of reach. Goth swings forward with another powerful kick that causes Connor to nearly lose his grip. He is nearly out of breath as he starts to back up toward the belt. Goth is far less out of breath as he catches up to Connor. Connor tries to fling his legs up, but Goth keeps just enough distance back. One hand slips off and the crowd gets excited. However, Goth reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small, shiny object.

Adams: Oh no... what is that...?

Simone: It looks like a... no... No!

Goth flicks open the small object, igniting a flame. He tosses the lighter right at Connor, and the alcohol instantly causes him to go ablaze! The crowd is in complete awe as Connor shouts out in pain. His body gives in as he instantly lets go. Connor falls into the pool as Goth quickly shimmies over, undoing the belt. He has a hold of it and falls down just seconds after Connor.

Justin Decent:: Connor Murphy has been eliminated! Your winner and STILL SCW Roulette Champion??? GOTHHHHHH!!!

After a moment, Goth makes his way out of the pool with the title held up high. Holly Wood holds his hand up in victory. She lifts it up high as Goth holds the belt in his other arm, pointing to the belt and then to himself as the fans boo him.

Adams: What a match!!! Goth retains his championship belt in a brutal confrontation!!!

Simone: Goth I think got something to say

Goth has the title over his shoulder as he has requested a microphone. He looks at all five men that he has battled and grins.

Goth: Look closely guys, I am the SCW Roulette champion and I will be that champion for a very LOOOONG time, but before you cry and moan??? I am going to put this title on the line against anyone out there that wants a shot against me. That includes any of you, so when you feel lucky??? give me a call.

With that Goth walks off with the title over his shoulder as we move to the next match

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The camera cuts in to the make shift office of Christian Underwood and Hot Stuff Mark Ward. Both men sit at back to back desks in the small room, while a television is set up to the side of them both, showing tonight's action. Hot Stuff looks up at Christian, tapping away on a laptop, his eyes narrowed.

HS: You've even screwed this up something rotten.

Christian looks up, tilting his head to the side.

Christian: Eh?

Hot Stuff throws a pen down on the table.

HS: It's like everything you do tonight has been to annoy me. You bring that idiot back and sign him to the end of the show, and now, you get us in an office so damn small, I can smell ya feet from here.

Christian shakes his head slowly

HS: I feel like I'm trapped in a shoebox with an idiot.

Christian: Oh Mark, it's times like these that you remind me of a younger, dumber Arnold Schwarzenegger.

As Hot Stuff tries to reply, the door bursts open to see Mikah walk in the room, a distressed look on her face.

Christian: Did all that bleach in your hair make you forget how to knock on the door?

Hot Stuff looks at Christian pointing a finger to him.

HS: Stop being a jealous bitch because you're not the favorite around here.

Hot Stuff turns his head to Mikah.

HS: Look, we can't go drinking right now, because you still have your match coming up but we will do right after.

Mikah looks at him, easily making her eyes fill up with tears as she looks at Mark, basically ignoring the fact that Christian was even in the room. She wraps her arms around her middle, sniffling and playing it up a bit.

Mikah: "Drinking?! I can't go drinking right now!"

She sniffles again, really playing it up. A few tears slip down her face.

Mikah: "Drake...he..."

She sniffles again, wiping at the tears on her cheeks.

Mikah: "He made some...unwanted advances towards me. With his hands. I-I tried to stop him but...I couldn't."

She sniffles again.

Mikah: "I'm sorry..."

Hot Stuff's jaw clenches as he listens, standing up and walking around to Mikah, putting his hand on her shoulder. Christian shakes his head.

Christian: Careful Mark, hubby might not like that and start calling you names again.

Hot Stuff glares at Christian before turning back towards Mikah.

HS: I'll deal with him, you just worry about keeping that title belt of yours and we'll go out drinking right after.

Mikah: "Okay...okay."

As Mikah leaves the room, Hot Stuff turns to Christian, both hands pressed firmly on the desk. He looks at Christian with anger in his eyes. He talks to him in a mocking voice.

HS: Bring back Drake Green, he's good for ratings, what could go wrong, blah, blah blah!

Hot Stuff's voice turns more angry.

HS: This is what could go fucking wrong! Harassing bombshells is not on! I'm gonna deal with this idiot.

Hot Stuff storms out of the room, slamming the door behind him. The camera focuses on Christian.

Christian: If he believes that, he'll start believing the the sky is neon green and the sea is bright orange.

Christian shakes his head and returns to work as the camera fades out.

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Vixen Staggs can be seen near the curtain watching the action as she is approached by Rocky Mountains who smiles .

Rocky Mountains:Just the person that I wanted to talk to.

Vixen Staggs: Rocky, hi. Why would you want to talk to me? I???m on maternity leave so I am not that active in SCW.

Rocky nods. She pulls out a small ipad and swipes at it while she talks.

Rocky Mountains: I know that but I have been trying to find someone, anyone to respond to something that I had seen. Greg Valentine did an interview where he said that all women wrestlers should be fired and kept out of wrestling. And I figured that when I saw you, you would be the perfect person to respond.

Rocky hands over the ipad and lets Vixen watch it. Vixen???s lips compress as she fights to control her reaction. Taking a slow deep breath she once again smiles.

Vixen Staggs: Much respect to Greg Valentine, he is a legend for sure but I have to disagree with his comments. Speaking from personal experience, not only are women capable of being more than housewives and mothers, they are fully capable of all manners of fighting. Hell, if he looks back at history, the longest ever title reign was held for twenty eight years???by a woman no less!

Vixen clenches her fists together and sighs dramatically.

Vixen Staggs: I have served in the military in combat zones, I have wrestled both men and women, I won men???s titles and Bombshell titles. I have done things that most men haven???t so if Mr. Valentine has a problem with women being involved in wrestling, maybe what he needs to do is sit back, relax and actually watch the skills of the women wrestlers.

Rocky Mountains applauds Vixen before taking back the Ipad.

Rocky Mountains: That is exactly the answer I was looking for, thank you Vixen.

Vixen Staggs: Definite pleasure Rocky. But I have to head out and find Spike, I left him with the kids and it is almost time to???

Before she can say anything else, Spike walks up with Bijou and Kit, both of whom are crying loudly. Giving Rocky an apologetic look, Vixen takes Kit and the pair walk off as Rocky calls out thanks again after them.

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Justin: The following contest is a triple threat match for the SCW Bombshell championship. Introducing first, challenger one...

The song "19 Nagel fur Sophie" by Eisregen is played and the revving of a Harley can be heard. slowly Amanda drives down to the ring, dressed in a really short and tattered jeans shorts, a belly free top and some really high heeled stripper sandals. The fans are cheering at her, but she seems not to notice it. As she reaches the ring, she shuts off her bike and slowly gets down from it. The fans are still cheer and Amanda poses for them, making sure that she really looks cute and sexy.

Justin: From Los Angeles, California, weighing in at one hundred and ten pounds, she is Amanda Cortez!

She runs her hands all over her body and swings her hips in a sensual way Then she slides into the ring and kicks her shoes out of the ring. She jumps on the ropes in the corner, raises her arms in victory and blows some kisses into the direction of the fans. Still both arms in the air, she makes the devil sign and then she jumps down from the ropes again. Now she rests her arms on the top rope and one foot on the bottom rope and waits for her opponent to come to the ring. It seems that she's completely relaxed and doesn't care about what happens here, but as she sees her opponent come down to the ring, a cold and deadly glare comes into her pretty face. She's completely focused and willing to destroy her enemy completely.

Justin: And challenger number two...

It aint that easy, it aint that easy
it aint that easy, but it aint so hard
It aint that easy, it aint that easy
it aint that easy, but it aint so hard

Superfical by Heidi Montang hits over the pa system as the lights begin to flash all over the arena, as the fans give a loud ovation of booing. As, a makeshift runway appears, and soon a red carpet is rolled on top of it. As, out from the back steps Veronica Taylor with outstretched arms as the fans boo her, before grabbing her mirror and blowing herself a kiss. After, a few moments she begins to do a model like strut on the red carpet runway as a few photographers appear to take her photos, as she poses arrogantly. She, then takes a look around her grabbing her perfume from Veronica's Secret and sprays it around to get rid of the "stench" in the arena.

Justin: Also from Los Angeles, Califonia, weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds, she is Veronica Taylor.

Hopin' out the maserati
All I see is paparazzi
Snapping pictures for the
Front cover of a magazine
So I pose in everything I wear
Love to make the people stare
Always center of attention
Lookin' so bootylicious

And I dont care,
That I keep pissing people off
I'ma let em talk
I dont give a damn what they say
It isnt fair
That I wear diamonds for breakfast
And I know this isnt helping

Veronica then stands at the end of the entrance ramp, doing some more poses. Before, raising her arms in the air as the fans fill the air with more boos. Before, she mouths to the camera "So damn first class baby", before blowing a kiss to the camera. As, she then moves to the ring apron, yelling at the referee to lower the ropes for her, which he does as Veronica enters under the bottom rope. As, she then stands in the center of the ring raising her arms in the air, before lowering them slowly. Then, she grabs out her perfume and sprays it all around killing the stench in the ring. As, Veronica then takes off her diamond necklace and hangs it on the corner, as she grabs her compact mirror and makes sure her makeup is done flawlessly. As she fluffs her hair, and blows herself a kiss.

Justin: And their opponent.

The arena fades to black before Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo begins to play and the arena then flashes with hot pink, neon green, and purple lights. Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.

Justin: From New York City, New York, weighing in at one hundred and ten pounds, she is the SCW Bombshell World Champion, she is Mikah!

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

DING DING DING!

The three look at each other, but Amanda instantly springs towards Veronica, taking her down to the ground while Mikah steps back watching the action, a smile on her face as Amanda drops shots at Veronica's face.

Simone: Those tears soon dried up from Hot Stuff and Christian's office.

Adams: She was sad then, but happy watching the former tag champs beating each other up.

Amanda pulls her fist back and nails her former tag team partner in the face with a hard shot. Mikah stays back and Amanda pulls Veronica to her feet and hooks up her head, lifting her up with an implant DDT!

Adams: That could end someone's modelling career right there.

Amanda jumps up and jumps with a three sixty spinning leg drop and plants it on the back of Veronica's neck, forcing her face down but Veronica crawls away and pulls herself up by the ropes. She steps forward and Amanda charges, jumping up in the air with a flying head scissiors and whips Veronica over to the center of the ring. As Amanda stands up, Mikah charges in and knocks Amanda to the ground with a flying superman punch!

Simone: Welcome to the match Mikah.

Amanda falls out of the way but Mikah stays on the attack with hard boots to Amanda. The champion picks Amanda back to her feet and moves behind her, lifting her over with a release German suplex and sending Amanda flying backwards across the ring. She gets back to her feet and charges towards Veronica as Veronica stands up. Veronica ducks a clothesline and quickly grabs Mikah's has as she moves past and drops her down with a hair pull backbreaker! Veronica returns to her feet posing for the booing fans but Amanda charges in and jumps in the air with the trouble in paradise, catching Veronica under the jaw! Amanda goes for the cover and Drew drops down to make the count

1....
2...

Mikah grabs Amanda by the leg and pulls her off

Simone: Saved by Mikah.

Mikah lifts Amanda to her feet and slams a hard shot to the jaw, sending Amanda backwards but Mikah follows in, grabbing Amanda by the head and lifting the tattooed goddess over with a quick, sharp snap suplex, driving her in to the canvas. Mikah holds on to Amanda's head and spins, lifting her up and nailing her with a second. She rolls over and spins Amanda over again and lifts her to her feet, lifting her over with a third snap suplex.

Adams: Hat Trick!

Mikah spins Amanda to her stomach and lifts her head. She pulls her hair, lifting Amanda's head off the canvas and face plants it back down.

Simone: Face plant!

Mikah gets to her feet but is met with a clothesline from Veronica, catching her off guard and knocking the champion to the canvas. Mikah crawls in to the corner and Veronica follows her in, putting a boot across Mikah's throat and choking her in the corner. Mikah reaches up, grabbing on to the middle rope but Veronica pulls her legs, pulling her in the air and dropping to the canvas, allowing Mikah to fall on Veronica's knees with a backbreaker! Veronica goes for the cover and Drew drops down to make the count

1....
2...

Mikah forces her shoulder up.

Simone: Veronica going for it now.

Veronica picks Mikah to her feet, but Mikah cuts her off with a thumb to the eye, before quickly grabbing hold of Veronica's head and runs it along the top rope, scraping her face along the top rope. She grabs Veronica by the hair and throws her through the middle rope, keeping a hold on her hair, causing Veronica to land of the apron. Mikah pulls her back through the ropes and keeps her feet on the ropes. She hooks up her head and plants her head first to the canvas with a dangerous DDT! Mikah gets to her knees but before she can roll Veronica over, Amanda uses the ropes as a springboard and jumps in the air, spinning around and dropping Mikah down with a flying famasser, bouncing Mikah's head off the canvas!

Adams: From out of nowhere!

Amanda pulls Mikah to her feet and starts to swing her legs, catching Mikah with a karate kick to the back of the knee. Mikah almost buckles forward but Amanda switches leg and plant a quick kick to Mikah's shoulder before once again switching leg to blast Mikah with a karate kick to the face, knocking the champion down to the canvas. Amanda runs towards the corner and quickly jumps up, using the ropes to bounce up. She turns to face Mikah in the ring and jumps off the ropes, looking for a double foot stomp but Mikah rolls out of the way and Amanda flips on impact, holding her knee.

Simone: Looks like Amanda has done some damage to that knee.

Amanda rolls over holding her knee as Drew checks on her. She rolls to the ropes, pulling herself up the ropes, but Mikah shows no mercy, striking with a chop block to the back of Amanda's hurt knee. Mikah viciously pulls Amanda's leg up and starts to stomp repeatedly behind the knee, putting more power behind every single shot. Amanda tries to crawl away, but Mikah pulls Amanda to her feet and locks her arms up from behind and lifts her over with a Tiger superplex, keeping Amanda's shoulders pinned to the canvas. Drew drops down to make the count

1....
2...

Amanda kicks out.

Adams: That one was a close one!

Amanda slowly gets to her feet but Mikah moves in closer and grabs Amanda's leg, whipping her over with a dragon screw leg whip. Mikah keeps hold of Amanda's leg and steps in, putting her if a sharpshooter and reaching back.

Simone: With Amanda favoring that knee, she could tap out right her.

Amanda raises her hand just above the mat, but Veronica charges in and puts a huge boot behind Mikah's head, forcing her to fall forward. Veronica gets in position behind Mikah as she stands up and jumps up, grabbing her head and pulling her backwards with a lung blower, while landing back first on Amanda!

Adams: Double move from Veronica.

Veronica stands up, posing for the fans in a typical model pose as the fans boo at her viciously. Veronica stands between Mikah and Amanda and drops with a double elbow drop before posing on the floor. As Veronica sits up, as does Mikah and cracks Veronica in the jaw with a huge shot, Amanda sits up too and nails Veronica in the other side of the face. Mikah nails her again, as does Amanda.

Adams: My eyes are darting around like I'm watching a tennis match

Mikah crawls away as does Amanda, but Amanda gets to her feet first and waits. Both Veronica and Mikah get to their feet and Amanda charges at them, taking them down with a double clothesline from hell!

Simone: Double Strike of a Goddess!

Amanda limps her way to the ropes, holding on as she looks down at both Mikah and Veronica. She moves towards Veronica, picking her off the canvas and moves behind her, putting her in a sleeper hold before dropping her down with a flashback. She moves over Veronica and quickly locks on a crossface!

Simone: Veronica could tap out here!

Mikah gets to her feet, spotting the danger and moving behind Amanda and locking a crossface on Amanda!

Adams: I don't even know what to call this one!

Amanda pulls back on Veronica, but Mikah pulls back on Amanda, while Drew looks at the situation closely. Mikah reaches back, forcing Amanda to break her hold on Veronica, and Veronica rolls away from the pile. Veronica jumps down and locks Mikah in a crossface!

Adams: Oh dear lord! If anyone needs me, I'll be in the pool.

Simone: Sit down Jason.

Amanda forces herself to her feet, pulling everyone else to their feet and charges backwards, smashing them in to the top turnbuckle, forcing both Veronica and Mikah to break the holds. As Amanda walks out of the corner, she grabs Mikah by the head, setting up for...

Simone: #1 Stunna!

Adams: No!

Mikah kicks Amanda behind the knee and breaks the grip. She turns to Veronica and grabs her by the hair, pulling her out of the corner and grabbing Amanda too, spinning her towards her. Mikah puts them both in a front face lock and jumps in the air, planting both with a jumping DDT!

Adams: Mikah has taken them both out.

Mikah gets to her feet and leans against the ropes looking at both her opponents as they get to their feet, and Mikah charges at Veronica, knocking her over the top rope with a clothesline. She turns around to Amanda, who kicks her in the gut, locking her up for the #1 Stunna, but Mikah pushes her away. Before Amanda can turn around, Mikah spins her leg behind herself, nailing Amanda in the back of the head!

Simone: Mikahangelo!

Mikah drops down, covering Amanda while hooking the leg and Drew drops down to make the count

1....
2...
3!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match AND STILL SCW Bombshell champion.... MIKAH!

Simone: Mikah has done it! She retained against two women here tonight.

Adams: She seems unstoppable and now I gotta call my bookmaker cause I'm betting on a Mikah hangover in the morning.

Mikah holds the title up high as she looks down at Veronica outside the ring, and towards Amanda

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The scene opens up to show Simon Jones backstage, stood in one of the dressing rooms, together with Jason O'Neil; the pair are in mid-conversation.

Jason: Where's Natalie gone?

Simon: She said she had to make a phone call.

Jason: Well, she had better hurry up - she's supposed to be accompanying you to ringside, isn't she?

Before Simon can reply to Jason, their conversation is interrupted by the appearance of Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Excuse me, Simon - may I ask you a couple of questions?

Jason: I'll leave you to it.

Jason does a fist bump with Simon, before walking away, leaving Simon alone with Ms. Rocky Mountains; Simon turns his attention to the reporter.

Simon: It's been a while since I've done an interview. What would you like to ask me?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Later this evening, you have the chance to become the SCW World Heavyweight Champion for a third time. Now, I want to ask you about something that one of your opponents this evening has had to say about you. Sean Jackson stated that you left SCW "because you could no longer hang in the Sean Jackson era" - do you have anything to say in response to that?

Simon rubs his chin.

Simon: I know - let me ask you a question. You've already pointed out that, by the time I left SCW last July, I had won the Heavyweight Championship twice. But on how many occasions had Sean Jackson won the SCW heavyweight title, at that point in time?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: None.

Simon nods his head.

Simon: That's right. He had been given a shot at title, though, two months earlier. So here's another question for you: when Sean Jackson had a chance to become the SCW Heavyweight Champion, last May, who was it that he lost to?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: It was you, Simon.

Simon: Correct again. You see, what Sean Jackson is trying to do, is he's trying to rewrite history. He was only able to win the heavyweight title after I left SCW, so if anything, Sean Jackson couldn't hang in the Simon Jones era.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: As for your other opponent, Kain, the current World Heavyweight Champion has said that he wants to see if you still have what it takes, after all this time. So my question is, after all this time, what gives you confidence that you can win the title again?

There is a momentary silence, while Simon contemplates his response.

Simon: Two weeks ago, prior to what was first match of any sort for six months, I spoke about some of the reasons why I believed that I could still be competitive in SCW - and I think the outcome of that match speaks for itself. Then, on Friday, when I was looking ahead to tonight's match, I touched upon some more reasons for me to be optimistic. So, rather than repeating myself, I think what I'll do is, give you two people - two fellow Britons - whose own achievements I can take inspiration from.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Alright; go ahead.

Simon: The first person is Gabriel. Anyone who knows their SCW history, will know that Gabriel was the first man to hold the heavyweight title. And in January, at the first show of the world tour, he regained the title, over three years after having lost it - a fourteen month gap doesn't seem so bad when compared to a gap of three years.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Perhaps not, but Gabriel did at least remain active in SCW throughout those three years, whereas you have only competed in two matches in the past thirteen months.

Simon gives a slight shrug.

Simon: I take your point, but after having gone so long without holding the title, how many people really believed that Gabriel would win the World Heavyweight Championship at Inception? Most people probably backed either Drake Green or Sean Jackson to triumph, but Gabriel was able pull out the win, and tonight, I can do likewise.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Okay, and who is the second person that you are taking inspiration from?

Simon: Jessica Ennis-Hill. Three years ago, at the London Olympics Jessica Ennis won gold in the heptathlon. The following year, she missed the world championships due to injury, and she did not compete at all last year, as she gave birth to her first child. However, earlier this evening, participating in what was just her second heptathlon since returning to action, she won gold at the world championships. Similarly, tonight's main event is just my second match since returning to SCW; I, too, aim to get my hands on the gold, and be crowned world champion.

Simon smiles.

Simon: It may be over a year since I last held what is now the SCW World Heavyweight Championship, but I've done it before, and like the compatriots of mine I just mentioned, I can do it again.

The scene cuts away.

---

Skid Row's "Midnight Tornado" Starts to boom through the speakers. The smoke starts to clear and Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen standing on the top of the stage. He points to the fans on the left side of him, then to the fans on the right, and then clinches his fists. He starts to grind his hips as the rock music continues to blast out. He takes a few steps forward to the beginning of the ramp and does a double muscle pose, causing more pyro's to explode behind him and the fans react louder. He slowly walks down the ramp, stopping every few feet to pose for the ladies in attendance. Hot Stuff walks up to the ropes and jumps over them, before running and jumping on to the ropes, his arms held high in the air, fans still booing. He moves towards the ropes, reaching through and taking a mic from Justin Decent and turns to the middle of the ring. A smile crosses his face as the music stops.

HS: Draaaaaaaaake, come out and play?????? Draaaaaaaaaaake come out and plaaaay.

Adams: Somewhere, someone in the movie business is about to sue us.

HS: This it the part of the night that I have been looking forward to all night. Through all the great matches, this is the part of the show that I???ve been itching to get out of the way. It???s time to say goodbye to Drake Green. It???s time for me to have my fun and Drake, I???m gonna enjoy this even more now I know you???ve been harassing a certain bombshell. I know you???ve been harassing my drinking partner??? yes, drinking partner, don???t listen to @SCWalerts on Twitter, so now Drake, I???m gonna take even more pleasure in ripping this up in front of your face.

Hot Stuff reaches in to his back pocket and pulls out a folded piece of paper.

HS: Come on Drake, get your arse out here if you???re still around.

One more time, ???Diamond Eyes??? by Shinedown starts to play out over the speak system and out comes the Host of Summer XXXTreme 3 , Drake Green. His jacket is finally gone as he walks out with his shirt cuffs rolled up. He slaps a few hands as he walks down the ramp and slides in between the top and middle rope. He grabs a microphone from Justin and then stands right in front of Hot Stuff. He stares at him, not making a sound.

HS: How ya feeling buddy boy? Now that your big night is now over? How???s it feeling knowing you???ll be now fading in to irrelevance again after tonight? You know what this is, right?

Hot Stuff taps the contract on Drake???s chest.

HS: You???ve shown up, made yourself look like a fool, harassing my Bombshell???s, boring the hell out of people, so now I???m gonna end the fans misery by ripping this one up.

Hot Stuff looks at the contract, about to rip it up, but Drake puts his hand up.

HS: Any last words to you ???fans????

Drake steps back and brings the microphone up to his lips.

Drake: You know...you always hear that saying???.???There???s no place like home.??? And every time I come back to SCW...I realize why that saying exists. Because when you have a home...when you have a place to leave your heart...no where is the same. Now I can???t promise I???ll be back here because well...this guy here calls the shots and he doesn???t want me here.

He paces a bit.

Drake: In fact, I???ve tried to come back here for almost a year...but every call goes unanswered and every request denied. So when Mark Ward stands there and tells you all that I???m turning my back on you...at least you know why. It???s because Mark Ward??????Hot Stuff???...doesn???t have the balls to tell you himself that he???s the reason I???m not around. He???s too wrapped up in trying to prove why I don???t belong here anymore. So in two Sundays from now...when you turn on Climax Control...you???ll know why it isn???t Showtime. There will be no Main Event Maker...they???ll just be him.

Drake points to Hot Stuff.

Drake: And he sure ain???t no ???Man of the People???

Hot Stuff smirks at Drake.

HS: Oh that was so touching. I???m sure there???s people out there crying like babies. You want me to admit that I am the reason you???re not in SCW? Fine, I admit it.

The fans instantly boo, but Hot Stuff smiles.

HS: I AM the reason Drake Green doesn???t work for SCW, I am the reason Drake Green will NEVER work for SCW again. I???m the man saving you from this waste of time. I???m doing you a huge favor by keeping him away from SCW.

Hot Stuff closes his eyes with a huge smile on his face. He opens his eyes looking at Drake.

HS: This gives me so much pleasure to do. On behalf of the fans, on behalf of everyone in the back, especially my drinking buddy, Drake Green, your services are no longer needed here. You???re finished.

Hot Stuff rips up the contract as the fans boo. He laughs loudly as Drake turns his head away as Hot Stuff throws the contract at Drake. He walks past Drake and to the ropes but Drake moves behind him and taps him on the shoulder. Hot Stuff stops and Drake points up the ramp.

Simone: What???s he doing?

EMF's "Unbelievable" suddenly blares across the stadium's sound system and the crowd ignites, standing on their feet and cheering while all eyes turn to the stage atop the entrance aisle!

"You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies
You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through
And leave you"

Christian Underwood steps out onto the stage and is immediately greeted with louder cheers and fanfare by the capacity crowd as he pumps his fist and moves his body to the beat of the music!

Adams: I know I get confused a lot, but I have no clue what???s going on here

Christian stares ahead at the ring and Mark Ward inside of it, who greets his stare with his own burning gaze of intensity. Christian then starts down towards the ring, slapping hands along the way! Arriving at the ringside area, Christian looks out around at the fans who are cheering for his appearance and slaps more hands the entire way around the ringside area.He smiles briefly before he then climbs up the steps and once on the ring apron, he pauses to look out to the fans before he turns his back and moves his backside to the music. He then turns his back around against the ring and uses the top rope and flip back into the ring, landing on his feet. Christian then turns around to accept the house mic from Justin Decent, his face suddenly one of being 'all business'. Christian pauses to wait for the fanfare to slowly subside before he turns to "Hot Stuff" to publicly address him.

Christian: Oh Mark, you know they say that some people can read others like a book?

Hot Stuff stands looking at Christian, waiting for him to continue.

Christian: Well I???m one of those people that can read you like a book. I knew that you???d be out here to try and get rid of Drake at the start of the show, and I knew you???d come out here and try to get rid of him at the end of the show. I just knew you would do it, I even knew you???d bring down that contract, rip it up and laugh like the Joker. I got news for ya Mark, that contract you ripped up, it wasn???t worth the paper it was printed on.

HS: Whatever medication you???ve been on, you need to stop taking it because it???s messing with your mind.

Christian: Oh no, I???m not on anything Mark, but you must be if you think that I never saw this coming. That paper really was worthless. Tonight, we???ve broke sales records and it???s no coincidence that it was on a show Drake Green returned. I like these numbers, so while you was sitting there thinking about how fun it would be to wave Drake goodbye, I came up with a more valuable piece of paper.

HS: What the fuck are you going on about?

Christian reaches in to his back pocket and pulling out a folded sheet of paper.

Christian: You know, you really should stop pre-signing contracts in case you???re too hungover to actually show up for meetings. Right here, I have a contract signed by a certain superstar to return to SCW for a limited number of dates.

Christian puts his hand on Hot Stuff???s shoulder.

Christian: That superstar is???. DRAKE GREEN!

Adams: OH??? MY???. GOD!

The crowd screams in excitement as Drake looks at Hot Stuff innocently.

Simone: Drake Green is an SCW star again and there???s nothing Hot Stuff can do about it!

HS: You fucking played me all along?

Drake shrugs with a nod and a grin. Hot Stuff turns to Christian.

HS: So did you!

Christian: I did what was right for SCW and not for your ego Mark.

Hot Stuff leans back before leaping forward and nailing Christian in the jaw with the Red Hot.

Simone: Oh my God!

Adams: I???d never thought I???d see Hot Stuff nail Christian with a Red Hot.

The fans boo loudly as Hot Stuff picks up the contract from the floor and turns back towards Drake. He holds the contract up to Drake???s face. He puts his hand to the contract, his fingers on the paper as he gets set to rip it up but Drake boots him in the gut and pulls him into a double underhook. Drake drop Hot Stuff down with a double arm DDT!

Adams: SHOWS OVER!

Drake returns to his feet, lifting the contract off the floor and moves towards Christian, who is slowly getting to his feet. He hands the contract to Christian and drops down, rolling out of the ring as Diamond Eyes starts the play again. Drake raises his hands and walks up the ramp.

Simone: Drake Green is back in SCW.

Adams: Yeah, but I don???t like those big dark clouds forming above us and it as nothing to do with the weather.

---

Adams: And now it is time for the Main Event, a triple threat for the World title. It???s time to put up or shut up

Simone: That???s right and just when you thought with all the carnage that we have witnessed, things are just about to get started.

The shot turns to ringside as we await the arrival of the three wrestlers.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen!! This is our final match and it is a triple threat match to determine the SCW heavyweight championship!! The first wrestler to come down the aisle, standing in at 5ft11!!! Weighing in at 225 pounds!!! Hailing from Birmingham, England!!! Simon Jones!!!!

The intro of "Simon Says" by Drain STH begins to play over the PA system, and within a matter of seconds, Simon Jones walks through the curtains and out onto the stage - followed by Natalie McKinley - to a loud cheer from the fans. Simon leads the way, as he and Natalie make their way towards the ring, slapping hands with the fans that reach out to them on either side of the aisle. After arriving at the ringside area, Natalie leaps up onto the ring apron, and steps through the ropes, whereas Simon clambers up the steps, and into the ring. Natalie then evokes another loud cheer from the fans by pointing towards Simon, who smiles, and glances around the venue, surveying the supportive crowd.

Justin: His opponent!! Standing in at 6ft2 and weighing in at 220 pounds!!! Hailing from Dallas, Texas!!! The Mental Rapist!!! Sean Jackson!!!!

v/o: "Brisbane, 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 stadium as the crimson mist pours off the entrance ramp and into the crowd. Without warning, crimson colored lights explode throughout the stadium. 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 very beautiful Aussie women carrying baskets making their way onto the entrance ramp. The arena erupts into whistles and catcalls as they are both dressed in very scantily fitted outfits, low cut with lots of leg showing. They get to the edge of the stage before Sean Jackson and his wife Pamela Duke-Jackson step into view. Jackson is motionless, while Pamela moves to his side and plants a kiss on his cheek. Sean is completely focused, his face adorned with a serious look while Pamela finishes the kiss and turns towards the camera.

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

His face remains stoic as Vanessa and Marshall Owens step into view, taking up positions behind them. After soaking up the reaction for a few moments, he motions that it's finally time to make their way to the ring.

As the entourage begins to move towards the ring, the two women reach into their baskets and begin dropping $100 bills on the ramp for Sean Jackson to walk on.

The fans closest to the guard rails attempt to reach for the fallen bills, but are unable to so as Sean Jackson and company begin the slow walk down to the ring. Pamela is dressed in a very expensive evening dress, while Vanessa has on a low cut blood red skirt showing off her well toned legs, while Jackson has on a black shirt while wearing black trunks with red MRSJ lettering with gold trim. Of course, Marshall is in his normal suit and tie.

As both women stop on either side of the ring steps, they continue to drop $100 bills on the steps and toss them in the ring in order for Mr. Jackson to continue walking on the green path. Once in the ring, the spotlight continues to bathe 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 Pamela and Vanessa, he then begins to mean mug the fans around ringside before hopping down off the turnbuckle. As the pyro dies out, the lights come back on, returning the light to the stadium.

Justin: And their opponent!! Standing in at 6???3 and weighing in at 240 pounds!! Hailing from Detroit, Illinois!!!! The current World Heavyweight Champion!! Kain!!!!!!

The lights in the arena goes down as the low-sounding guitar riff from Saliva's "Ladies And Gentlemen" plays and a lone spotlight is placed on the top of the entrance ramp, right at the enter. Once the guitars and drums pick up noise and the song starts to play it's tune, a platform rises from the bottom and the crowd recognizes Kain and his love, Ariel. The crowd cheers wildly for Kain as Saliva's front man, Josey Scott, sings his lyrics, boasting of a show that no one has ever seen before. Kain looks around the arena, smiles briefly at both sides of the crowd, then stares down the ring and locks on to his game face. Snarling with rage, he walks down the ramp with intent and purpose, thinking of the fight ahead of him. He feels the warm presence of Ariel's right hand clasped with his left hand as the couple walk, side-by-side, but his mind is focused on the carnage tonight. Once they reach the bottom, Ariel goes behind Kain, using her hands to untie his black robe and take it off him completely. Kain is shown from head to toe, with the championship belt around his waist, not to mention the camera getting a great look of his incredible physique. The women couldn't help but gawk at his body while the men couldn't help but be awe in what they are seeing now. Ariel hands the black robe over to a nearby ring attendant, directly to her right, then gets pulled in by Kain, who embraces her in a deep kiss. Ariel returns the kiss and the arena's noise got more louder than before. Kain breaks off the kiss, bows to his queen, then turns away and walks up the steps and places both hands near the end the end of the top rope. He then hops on the top floor and performs a forward somersault before landing on the ground. As he lands, flaming pyro explodes from all corners of the ring as the lights grow back on. Climbing on each turnbuckle, he raises his right, clenched fist, with the championship title in hand, in the air and talks trash as multiple cameras flashes from the crowd. Finally, he heads to his corner, kneels briefly, saying a few words to himself before rising up and looking behind as he spies the entrance ramp.

Simone: Just look how badly all three men want to prove to the other competitors that he is the best.

Adams: All I can say is that I am going to enjoy watching Sean Jackson become the first eve three time champion ever!!!

DING DING DING!

The bell has rung as the three men stare at each other, the crowd is cheering all three men on. Jackson pushes aside Simon as he gets nose to nose with the champ and starts to badmouth him. Kain grins as he sees that Simon pulls on the arm on the former champ and delivers a standing dropkick. Sending Jackson to the outside, Simon walks to the ropes and stares down Sean Jackson. He then gets spun around by Kain as the champion lays down some heavy punches to the face of the other challenger for his title. Kain goes for an Irish Whip as he sets Simon up for a clothesline, but the challenger ducks and comes off the ropes with a flying forearm off the ropes. Causing Kain to be send in the ropes. Jones then runs to the other side, as he is planning to mount an offence on the champ. But falls to the outside as Sean Jackson pulls down the top rope, causing him to crash on the ground. There Sean Jackson starts to put the boots to Simon Jones, before lifting him up and going for a Body slam and plants Jones hard on the ground. Sean rolls back in the ring as Kain has gotten from the ropes. The two men start to slug it out as Kain wins the fist fight and sends Jackson in the corner. There he drives several knees in the midsection of the former champ, followed by a hip toss in the middle of the ring. Kain walks up to Jackson and puts a nerve hold on him. Digging his fingers deep into his nerve between his shoulder and neck. Causing Jackson to struggle and scream in pain as Jasmine looks on and asks if Sean wants to give up.

Simone: This is something new from Kain

Adams: These three men know each other very well, you have to come up with something new from time to time to surprise them!!

Simon has gotten back to his feet and sees what is happening in the ring, he slowly slides back in the ring as we see Sean Jackson slowly get to his feet. Trying to free him from the grip that Kain has on him, but realizes his strength wont cut it. He then manages to deliver a low blow, causing Kain to fall to his knees. There Sean turns around and locks Kain in a standing Suplex position, but before he manages to execute the move.

Simone: No way!!

Adams: You don???t see this every day!!

Simone: Every man for himself!!

Just as he has locked Kain in the standing suplex position, we see Simon Jones stand next to him and do the same. As now both men are going to deliver a double suplex on the champ, lifting him up and driving him down hard. Sean is surprised by this as Simon goes for the cover as Jasmine goes for the count of three, but it gets broken up at the count of one as Jackson pulls Simon off the champ.

Simone: So far the teamwork

Sean Jackson starts to badmouth Simon, claiming that he should be the one that covers Kain as Simon delivers an open hand slap across the face. Sean is surprised for a few moments, but then goes for one of his own. But that gets blocked as Simon locks him in a standing side headlock and then tosses him to the canvas while maintaining the headlock. Only now from the canvas as the fans cheer this on. Meanwhile Kain has managed to get to his feet and watches on what is happening in the ring. Getting behind Simon Jones as he delivers a huge kick to the spine of Jones, causing him to let go off the hold as Kain grabs Jones from behind as he has both arms pulled backwards. Causing Simon to be defenseless as Sean Jackson delivers punches and kicks to the chest and midsection area of Simon Jones.

Simone: Now it is Kain and Sean Jackson working together?? What will be next????

Sean tells Kain to hold him there as he gets in the corner and measures Simon, before running towards him with a running clothesline. But Simon somehow manages to slide out of the grip from the champion, causing Sean Jackson to hit the champion. Sean looks at Kain, before shrugging his shoulders and turns around. There he walks straight into a kick in the midsection and followed up by a Snap Suplex. There Simon goes for the cover and gets a two count as Sean Jackson manages to kick out. Simon gets to his feet as he grabs Sean Jackson for an Atomic Drop as the champion suddenly grabs Jackson as well as both men lift him up in the air.

Simone: A double reversed Atomic Drop???

Adams: Poor Sean???.,

Sean gets dropped by both men in the Reversed Atomic Drop, causing him to drop hard and roll out of the ring. Causing it to be filled with the champ and Simon Jones, Simon runs to the ropes and goes for a Cross Body Block. But the powerful Kain catches him and drops him hard with a Samoan Drop. Kain then goes for the cover, but Simon manages to kick out at the count of two. Kain grabs the head of Simon as he goes for a Suplex, lifting him up in the air and keeps him there for five seconds before drilling him to the canvas hard. Simon sits up in pain, before being pushed back to the canvas in a pinning combination. Jasmine goes for the pin, but Simon kicks out at two.

Simone: Kain should have hooked the legs, you don???t get Simon that way!!

Kain grabs the head of Simon as he drives series of elbows to the forehead before lifting him up to his feet and executes an Irish Whip into a huge boot. Simon drops hard to the canvas as Kain goes for another cover, but this time it is Sean Jackson that breaks up the three count from Jasmine as the former champ jumps in at the final moment. Dropping an elbow Sean grabs the head of Kain and sends him shoulder first into the steel ring post. Kain gets kicked out of the ring by Sean Jackson as he is writhing in pain as he holds on to his shoulder. Sean turns around and goes for the cover, but Simon manages to kick out at 2. Sean grabs Simon and lifts him up in a Powerbomb position, he lifts him up in the air, but Simon manages to free his grip and drops him with a Hurricanrana into a pinning combination. Jasmine goes for the cover, but only gets a count of two as Jackson kicks out. He gets in the face of Jasmine as he argues that Simon pulled his tights

Simone: Oh my God, come on Sean.

Adams: He did pull his tights though

Simone: Will you please keep your mouth shut!

Jasmine tells him that she did not see it, irritating the former champion. He turns around and is met by Simon who kicks him in the midsection. There he follows it up with a Side Russian Legsweep before running to the turnbuckles and goes for the Shooting Star Press, hitting the knees from Jackson as he got them up in time. This causes Jones to roll around the ring in agonizing pain as Jackson sees him roll to the outside of the ring.

Adams: That may have saved Simon, if he was in the ring. I am sure that Sean would have gone for the cover!!

Sean looks at both men, then he realizes that he wants to defeat Kain. Kain is slowly getting to his feet, holding on to his arm as Sean grabs him and whips him shoulder first into the steel ring post. He then locks Kain???s arm behind his back and executes a Body Slam on the injured arm. Causing Kain to scream out in pain. Sean grabs the top steel ring step and lifts it in the air.

Simone: No way!!!

He lifts the step in the air and aims it for the arm of Kain. He drops the steps, but when he does it is Kain that rolls out of the way in the nick of time. Causing the steps hard on the canvas. Kain slowly gets to his feet as Jackson grabs the steps once again, but as he turns around is met by a big time kick from the champ. Causing the steps to drop on top of the former champion as Kain senses blood. He grabs a steel chair with his good arm as he blasts the chair across the steps. Causing the fans to go berserk as they cheer the champion on. Kain massages his shoulder as he tries to rub some blood circulation back into the arm as he is feeling some movement into it again. He slides back in the ring as he sees that Simon Jones has gotten back in the ring as well. He grabs Jones and executes a Powerbomb in the middle of the ring. He goes for the cover as Jasmine goes for the three count

Jasmine: 1!!! 2!!

Kickout!! In the final moment Simon manages to do a kickout as Kain looks amazed, he then grabs Simon by the head as he lifts him up for a Body Slam, but Simon manages to slip out of his grip and lands behind him. There he spins the champion around and delivers a crushing DDT in the middle of the ring. Both men are spend as Simon slowly hooks the leg as he goes for the cover. Jasmine drops down for the three count.

Jasmine: 1!! 2!!

Kain manages to get his shoulder up in time as Simon looks at Jasmine questionably. But she only gives him the signal that it was a two count. He turns his attention towards Kain. He grabs him by the head and delivers several punches to the face before going for an Irish Whip, but Kain reverses. Kain goes for a clothesline, but misses as Simon goes for a dropkick in the back of Kain. Causing him to hit the ropes. Simon climbs to the outside as he kicks Kain in the head before climbing the ropes as he goes for his finisher.

Simone: Into oblivion!!!

Suddenly Natalie McKinley, who has escorted Simon to the ring grabs a chair and jumps on the apron

Adams: What is she doing???

Out of sight from Simon she blasts him with the chair, causing him to be unable to perform the hold. Letting go off Kain as the champion grabs Simon by the head and executes his deadly finisher

Simone: Malice!!!

Kain covers Simon as we see Sean Jackson slowly getting to his feet, trying to interfere as Jasmine goes for the three count.

Jasmine: 1!!! 2!!! 3!!!!

Sean is just mere inches away from saving the match as Jasmine calls for the bell, awarding the victory to the champion

Justin: The winner of this match and STILL!!! Your World Heavyweight Champion!!! KAIN!!!!

Kain rolls on his back, clearly out of breath as he is awarded the title. Clutching it to his chest as he has managed to defend the belt against both challengers and remain champion.

Adams: What the hell did we just see there?!?!

Simone: I don't know, but Simon Jones had this match completely tied up and... This is something I never that I'd say, Natalie McKinley just blasted him with a chair. Of all the ungrateful things she could have done, the two faced...

The camera moves around the fans, a look of disbelief on their faces as Natalie proudly walks up the ramp, Simon's eyes locked on her with a look of shock on his face.

Adams: Did I really just see that?

Simone: You did. I just don't know what to say to this. That's all we have time for though. I hope you have enjoyed the show, we'll be in New Zealand in two weeks time, where hopefully, we can get some answer to these questions that will play on our mind for a long, long time. We'll see ya there.

The camera fades out to Kain holding the title belt above his head while standing on the top rope

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THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, Gerrit, The Lord MK, Dustin, Annie, Jenny, Erik, Sam, Mikah, Casey, Mike, Maggie, Ro, Simon Jones. Also thanks again to Annie for the great match banners and to Sam again for being a great host for this show. We can't thank you enough for all the amazing roleplays and support we've seen. Thank you so much.