The crowd is alive with energy inside of the TD Place Arena, in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites. The energy is at an obvious fever pitch when Justin Decent, standing inside of the ring alongside famed Canadian singer, Michelle Wright.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of Christian Underwood, Mark Ward, and everyone in Sin City Wrestling, we would like to welcome you to the famed TD Place Arena in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada for not only the grand finale on the SCW 2015 World Tour, but also for the THIRD ANNUAL edition of December 2 DISMEMBER!

The fans in attendance cheer!

Justin: Now to sing the Canadian National Anthem, please help me welcome ... Michelle Wright!

The fans are on their feet, cheering the famed Canadian recording artist! Justin passes the house microphone to him and as the music begins to play, Michelle Wright opens the show...

Michelle Wright: O Canada!
Our home and native land!
True patriot love in all thy sons command.
With glowing hearts we see thee rise,
The True North strong and free!
From far and wide,
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
God keep our land glorious and free!
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.
O Canada, we stand on guard for thee.

The song ends and the crowd cheers! Michelle Wright smiles and takes a bow before she passes the house mic back to the hands of Justin Decent and is assisted from the ring as the show is set to begin!

Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to the final stop of the Sin City Wrestling World tour, here in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada! What a ride it has been from where we began in Birmingham, England, to here!

Adams: All I want to do is go home and sleep! Where's my pillow?

Simone: You can't go to sleep yet! We have fifteen matches to cap this tour off here on December 2 Dismember III!

Adams: Fifteen!? Boy that's going to be a pisser to write!

Simone: In the opening match, Goth wrestles his first of two championship matches, putting the Roulette title on the line against Wyatt Peterson!

Adams: A lot of people think Goth is nuts, and deciding to put his title on the line against Wyatt before his main event match proves...

Simone: It proves that he is a fighting champion!

Adams: Yeah, that's what I was... going to say. Then Samantha Marlowe and Veronica Taylor get set to tar into each other, all over a Twitter war.

Simone: Twitter must be considered a god send for the match makers of SCW. Next a former friendship and alliance is put to an official end as Casey Williams goes one on one with J2H!

Adams: both these guys are taking a lot of credit for where the other is now, so well see at the end who's right and who sucks.

Simone: Andrew Watts makes his first in-ring appearance since his previous suspension, and he's set to take on Gavin Stephens who's been on a roll as of late.

Adams: After seeing the way Watts has been acting backstage the past few weeks, a lot of people think he's...

Jason twirls a finger at his ear and looks cross eyed.

Adams: But bright side? Five Bombshells will go at it in a battle royal to decide who is going to control the Bombshell division for a day! Traci Patterson! Kahlan 'Bliss" Fischer! Amy Marshall! Mercedes Vargas! And 'The Siren' Kate Steele!

Simone: And adding icing to the proverbial cake, the winner of that match will also be given thee green light to challenge for whatever championship she chooses at a future date!

Adams: Then the World Tag titles are next!

Simone: Not much has been heard from on the part of the champions, Guns For Hire, but they will face a stiff challenge tonight from Tim Staggs and Connor Murphy, the Nobodies!

Adams: Tim already got a win over the champs in singles action a couple of weeks ago. One more and he's a champion!

Simone: Then it's the men's turn to decide who will be King For a Day and have an open championship contract!

Adams: This one is anyone's guess! Despayre! Chris Shields! Kris Halc! Steve Ramone! And Jin Watanabe! Can you imagine if Despayre were to win?

Simone: I'm picturing an All You Can Eat Panda Express match if I'm honest.

Adams: What a great idea! Then we have the ultimate good guy, taking on ... eek!

Simone: The epitome of darkness incarnate, as Simon Jones goes one on one with Brother Grimm! The only way that one can be followed up is with what could end up being the bloodiest match in SCW history when Jessie Salco and Celeste North make history by competing against each other in the first ever Bombshell Taipei Death match!

Adams: How can they think to do that to themselves!? Taping their hands, then gluing shards of glass to that tape! It's... it's ... it's unladylike is what it bloody well is!

Simone: Then the Bombshell Internet Championship is on the line as the champion, Alexis Edwards, defends against a woman who has had her problems with the champion as of late, Lyah Lindberg!

Adams: Alexis just thinks Lyah got her job because she's Drake Green's girlfriend.

Simone: She did!

Adams: Well don't tell Alexis that! The Bombshell Tag Championship has its turn next as we get the big return match!

Simone: Team Hero upended the third reign of the Fallen in San Juan, Puerto Rico, and ever since Raynin and Gothika have been aching to get their championship back! Tonight, they have that chance!

Adams: Then we get another rematch of sorts, but no title on the line!

Simone: No championship, but a lot of pride as Ben Jordan finds himself in the ring again with Travis Nathaniel Andrews. Ben managed to defeat Mister TNA after a hard fought battle back in October. Can he repeat that success? Then we have what will prove to be the hottest match in SCW history...

Adams: Hot! Ha! I get it! You said hot because we're going to have an Inferno match!

Simone: Yes, that's exactly it, Jason. The Internet Championship is going to be put on the line as Sean Jackson finally gets his hands on Lord Raab, but it was under the stipulation that the ring would be surrounded by a wall of flame! One of these men will walk out of here as the Internet Champion...

Adams: And the other will just be set on fire! ... Hot... ha! Speaking of hot, the first of two main events, and it's the Bombshells!

Simone: More importantly, it's championship versus championship! Melanie Gabrielle, the current Roulette Champion, worked her way through eighteen other Bombshells in the Going For the Gold tournament and earned this right to face the long term champion Mikah for the World title!

Adams: Yeah but Melanie's title is up for grabs too!

Simone: Indeed it is as one of these women will walk out of Canada holding two championship belts! Ad then the same will be said for the Superstars in the main event!

Adams: I couldn't believe it when this got signed! Drake Green against Goth! World Champion versus Roulette Champion!

Simone: And it has a lot of history behind it as Drake's war with 'Hot Stuff' Mark Ward has centered around thee Monstimals, Goth in particular! So whatever happens between these two men, championships aside, this one will be a war to be remembered!

Adams: Then let's get started! Wheeeee!

Jason spins himself around on his chair in circles!




Suddenly the throbbing beat of Bounce by Emphatic blares out in TD Place. Fans surge to their feet as a figure is seen standing at the entrance.

Adams: I recognize that music???she???s HERE!!

Simone: And look at the welcome she is getting in her hometown.

Justin: Sin City Wrestling welcomes back to her hometown, Hall of Famer VIXEN STAGGS!!

Stepping into the light at the ramp, Vixen Staggs is dressed in jeans and an Ottawa Senators jersey with her name and the number 22 on the back. She looks over the fans and then with a smile, stands at attention and snaps off a salute before making her way down to the ring. Climbing inside, she is handed a microphone by Justin Decent. Taking it and walking to the middle of the ring, she waits as the chanting of ???Welcome back Vixen??? slows and then fades.

Vixen Staggs: It sounds like you missed me???

The crowd again starts to chant her name as inside the ring, Vixen hangs her head to hide the smile on her face for a moment before lifting it again to address the fans.

Vixen Staggs: Well just so you know..I missed you too. But that isn???t why I am out here tonight. I have a couple of reasons that I needed to come to this ring and talk to the greatest wrestling fans in the world. The first thing I want to address is the situation with the title versus title matches happening tonight.

Simone: That is something that Vixen definitely can talk about???title versus title.

Vixen Staggs: I don???t know if you remember a match a while ago where a very determined Bombshell champion was challenged by the Bombshell Roulette champion in this very ring with both titles on the line. I seem to remember a bombshell champion pinning the roulette champion to win both belts. Now who was that hmm?

She holds the microphone up as the fans chant her name.

Vixen Staggs: That???s right, it was yours truly and I became the first and until tonight, the only wrestler in Sin City Wrestling to hold two titles. And until tonight, no one has duplicated the feat. And to say that I am going to be watching pretty closely is an understatement. After all, being able to win both titles is something. And seeing someone duplicate it just tends to make me want to come back and better it.

Simone: Is Vixen talking about returning to SCW?

Fans start chanting ???Come back Vixen??? which makes her smile once more. Shaking her head she brings the microphone back to her lips.

Vixen Staggs: Right now I have the twins and Eden and Spike to take care of but never say never???And with that out of the way, the second thing I need to talk about is this situation with ACW and SCW. Everyone seems to be up in arms about the fact that there seems to be a bit of a faction war brewing and sides being chosen. And the one thing everyone seems to forget is the Women???s champion of ACW. Where does she stand in all this. Will she be coming to SCW to put the Bombshell champion in her place? Just who can answer these questions?

Putting her finger to her cheek, she pats it once or twice.

Vixen Staggs: I guess Mikah doesn???t have to worry quite right now since the ACW Women???s champion doesn???t have a contract with Sin City Wrestling???oh wait???she does!

Vixen looks directly into the camera with a very big grin.

Vixen Staggs: I am not choosing sides in this little fight but as I am the one who was ACW Women???s champion, the bombshells of SCW are safe for now. But who knows what the future will hold for me and them???like I said, never say never.

With that, Vixen pulls the microphone away from her lips as Bounce begins to play once more. Vixen leaves the ring and heads backstage, slapping the hands of fans that rush the barricade. Stopping at the entrance, she once more turns and salutes the fans before disappearing behind the curtain.

Adams: Do you think that this means that Vixen is indicating her return to SCW?

Simone: I don???t know Jason, but I think that she teased a return if you ask me.




Goth can be seen sitting backstage, with his title in front of him across the chair. He looks at the title as he is focused as hell for his opening match against Wyatt Peterson

Goth: I have come this far, this far to secure a feat that nobody has ever achieved in the history of SCW. And I am this close to walk away with my title for another successful defence??? and yet, I know you will do anything in your power to stop me huh Wyatt??

He drops his eyes as he shakes his head no as he pounds in his taped fists

Goth: But I cannot allow this to happen Wyatt??? I am so close and yet, so far??? only to come a little step closer to my goal when I beat you Wyatt. I must beat you, I have to beat you and I will beat you. As then the only person that will be standing in my way to obtain two records is you Drake???. You may proclaim all of the filth that is wrong with me, while you are the one that resembles purity??? but you could not have been more mistaken in your entirety??? you see Drake. I do respect you, it is just that I do not wish to treat you any other way than I would treat Wyatt. And the fact that it was a moment that I do agree that I had some momentum with the usage of one Mark Ward??? it would not have made it any difference when it comes down to what I think and feel about you Drake. You do not matter to me, you never have. You are the one that stands in my way to reach my goal in life and I will Drake. Reach the riches and the ultimate goal in life. To be the one that holds both championship belts???. Yes Drake??? I will be the One

With that Goth grabs the title and walks towards his wife as he hands her the championship belt. The two of them then walk towards the entrance way for the opening match




The scene opens up backstage at December 2 Dismember 3 where we see Goth and Wyatt Peterson standing in front of the Roulette Wheel to determine the stipulation of the opening match of the night for Goth???s Roulette Championship and, as always, Ms. Rocky Mountains is standing by.

Simone: It???s time to determine the stipulation for the opening match and the first Roulette Rules match of the night.

Adams: Goth???s been holding onto that title like a vice grip since he won it but tonight he might lose it in either of his matches.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready gentlemen?

Rocky asks and the two men nod in response before she spins the wheel.

Simone: With Christmas just two short weeks away the bosses have added a few festive themed matches to the wheel.

Adams: As long as it doesn???t land on ???Naughty Santa???.

The wheel starts to slow down and the two wrestlers, and the fans in the crowd and at home, watch on intently, eventually it comes to a complete stop on a stipulation that catches both men by surprise.

Simone: Black Friday Brawl?!

Adams: I remember that from last year???s Roulette Title Tournament, it was a Falls Count Anywhere in a Wall-Mart but does Canada even have a Wall-Mart?!

A stage hand approaches Rocky and whispers something in her ear, once the message is passed along Rocky nods before turning to Goth and Wyatt.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: When SCW last had the Black Friday Brawl it took place in a Wall-Mart, however as this is a Supercard Mark has rented out the CF Rideau Centre, it???s a mall not far from here.

Adams: I was in that mall for my Christmas Shopping, it???s huge!

Simone: Well if anything Drew will get a lot of exercise from running around that mall.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: They have arranged for the two of you and Drew to be driven to that mall in the event that the wheel stopped on the Black Friday Brawl tonight, good luck Gentlemen.

The wrestlers nod before heading to the parking lot whilst Drew jogs backstage so that he can join them in the parking lot.

*a bit later*

The scene opens up outside the CF Rideau Centre in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada where the cars containing Goth, Drew Patton and Wyatt Peterson pull up ready to start the match, Justin Decent stands in front of the entrance to the mall ready to announce the match as the fans, at the mall and at December 2 Dismember III, watch on.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Roulette Championship! Via a spin of the wheel it was determined to be a Black Friday Brawl!

Justin announces and the crowd cheers as Goth and Wyatt exit the cars.

Justin: Introducing first, from New York City??????

Justin never gets to finish the introductions as the two wrestlers waste no time in trading blows right in front of him and Drew signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: Neither wrestler is wasting any time here.

Adams: To think, Justin drove out for nothing!

Justin hurries back to his car so that he can get back to the arena whilst Goth and Wyatt go back and forth trading blows as they get closer to the entrance before eventually spilling into the mall it???s self where the brawl only intensifies between the two of them! Eventually Wyatt is able to land a stiff shot on Goth???s jaw that sends him stumbling towards the nearby Santa???s Village.

Simone: They will both be on Santa???s naughty list if this keeps up.

Adams: Ah I remember going to Santa???s Village!

Simone: When you were a kid?

Adams: No, just last week!

Simone: I???m not even going to ask.

Wyatt closes in on Goth but the champ sees him coming and looks for a weapon that he can use, once Wyatt is close enough Goth spins around and whacks him on the head with a plastic statuette of one of Santa???s elves.

Adams: Goth just whacked Wyatt over the head with a elf statue from the Santa???s Village!

Simone: That???s the strangest sentence I???ve ever heard in my wrestling career, either as a wrestler or a commentator, and that???s saying a lot!

Goth hits Wyatt with the statue a couple of more times before putting it back and going for the first cover of the match 1???.2???.and Wyatt kicks out! Goth shakes his head before proceeding to search the Santa???s Village for any other props that he can use but most of the stuff that isn???t nailed down is more Elf Statuettes.

Simone: Goth is searching Santa???s Village for more weapons to use.

Adams: I don???t know what???s sadder, the weirdness of the sentences we???ve been saying for the past few minutes or the fact that there???s going to be a lot of crying Canadian children!

Goth eventually comes a large prop Santa???s Sleigh complete with reindeer and a sack full of presents but quickly figures out that he can???t lift it up since it???s nailed down so he turns around only to get Speared through the plastic sleigh by Wyatt.

Simone: That couldn???t have hurt him much, that sleigh is made of plastic.

Adams: Again with the weird sentences! Besides, getting speared by a guy Wyatt???s size hurts in general!

The two men land on the other side of the prop and Wyatt goes for the cover on Goth 1???.2???.and Goth kicks out at the count of 2! Wyatt looks up at the ref in disbelief but Drew shakes his head in response and orders him to continue the match, Wyatt then picks up Goth and drags him towards the nearest shop which just so happens to be a Victoria???s Secret.

Simone: Only in wrestling can you go from a Santa???s Village to a Victoria???s Secret in a few minutes.

Adams: Another place I went in recently!

Belinda gives Jason a significant look.

Adams: It was for my wife! I swear!

Belinda just shakes her head in response as Wyatt tries to bash Goth???s head against the display window only for Goth to block the attack attempt with his hands, knee him in the stomach and smack Wyatt???s head against the display window! The attack isn???t enough to knock Wyatt over but it does send him stumbling into the store where Goth follows him in (much to the enjoyment of the male fans) and they start brawling again.

Simone: Not often you see a brawl between men in a Victoria???s Secret.

Adams: Not often that you see male wrestlers in Victoria???s Secret either.

After a few minutes of brawling Wyatt manages to sneak in a low blow on Goth and starts looking for another weapon for him to use but only sees women???s underwear, getting an idea he removes the bra from the nearest mannequin, redoes the backstrap before he starts choking Goth with it, Goth struggles to break free stumbling around the store as he does so.

Adams: Did we seriously just go from elf statues being used in a wrestling match to someone getting straggled with a bra?!

Simone: You just wanted to say that sentence out loud didn???t you?

Jason doesn???t answer as Goth tries back Wyatt into the wall of the stores in an attempt to break the chokehold but to no avail.

Simone: Goth does realize that bras aren???t that difficult to undo as they are normally portrayed, right?

Adams: I???d ask him but that would involve me getting in my car and going to Victoria???s Secret???..suddenly that doesn???t seem like a bad idea???.

Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!

Eventually Goth manages to back Wyatt into one of the changing rooms which causes Wyatt to trip over in the process allowing Goth to go for the cover 1???.2???.and Wyatt kicks out letting go off the chokehold in the process, Goth doesn???t go for a follow-up attack instead using the break to catch his breath as he makes his way outside the store and towards an escalator hoping to catch his breath.

Simone: Goth had better not rest on his laurels, Wyatt???s still in that Victoria???s Secret.

Adams: Normally he wouldn???t complain about that but he has a match to win!

By the time Goth catches his breath Wyatt has caught back up with him and delivers a swift shot to Goth???s midsection taking him up the escalator by his hair, the upper section is mostly made up of food courts and the two wrestlers end up in a local franchise of the Canadian Fast Food Chain Tim Hortons where Wyatt grabs two food trays.

Wyatt: Hey! I???ll have a Double Goth Burger with the Roulette Title!

Adams: Is that even a menu item?

Simone: Doubt it!

Once Wyatt has said that he hits the champ with both food trays simultaneously knocking him down, tossing the trays aside Wyatt goes a pin on Goth 1???.2???.and Goth kicks out! Wyatt looks at Drew in disbelief but Drew shakes his head in response confirming that it was only a two count, shaking his head Wyatt stands up and drags Goth up with him before dragging him out of the fast food restaurant and rests him against the railing before backing up a bit.

Simone: Don???t tell me Wyatt???s going for the Boomtown?!

Adams: I think he is! If this hits Goth could be sent flying!

Wyatt goes for the Running Big Boot but Goth moves out of the way just in time causing Wyatt to crotch himself on the railing earning the sympathy of every man that???s watching this match! Not satisfied with that Goth backs up a bit before Superkicking Wyatt off the railing and to the floor below!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT

Simone: Oh my god! Goth just kicked Wyatt off a second floor balcony!

Adams: No way Wyatt???s getting up from that! Wait, what???s Goth doing?!

Goth has climbed on top of the railing and despite the thin service bellow him he manages to keep his balance, realizing what Goth is up too Drew tries to talk some sense into Goth but he???s having none of it and Goth leaps hitting Wyatt with a Frog Splash off the balcony!

Simone: Oh my god!

Adams: That???s one way to make sure Wyatt stays down!

Drew races down the escalator to check on the wrestlers but by the time he gets down to their location Goth has gone for a cover 1???.2???.3!!!!!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL SCW ROULETTE CHAMPION GOTH!

Adams: Justin got back here quick!

Simone: You didn???t notice him return to the ring? Anyway, what a match to kick off the final PPV of the year!

Adams: You have to wonder what condition Goth will be in later on tonight!

Goth sits up leaning against the wall as he is handed his title by Wyatt and paramedics check on them.




Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen stretching out and relaxing near the bombshell locker room. The sound of heels clicking on the concrete can be heard as she turns to spy her sister moving down the hallway towards her.

Cyn Marlowe: Well Sammi, have you decided what you are going to do about this match with Veronica Taylor? In the recent past, you have almost took out her eye, destroyed a cake that she so nicely made you and got into a brawl with the woman.

Sam crosses her arms as she listens to her sister talk. Her face remains neutral as Cyn motions with her hands each thing Samantha had done to Veronica Taylor. Once Cyn pauses for breath, Sam pulls a hand up and shakes her head.

Sam Marlowe: Cyn, I don???t know what you think this is going to prove making me think I need to give the win to Veronica Taylor in some kind of responsibility to make her feel better but stop right there. If not for Veronica, I would not have had to wear cake and then get attacked from behind. If not for Veronica Taylor, I would not have to think about the fact that it isn???t me in the title match tonight. And if not for Veronica Taylor, I might have a sister that supports her own sister instead of her sister???s opponent more often than not!

With that, Sam storms away from Cyn who can???t believe what her sister had said. Turning the corner, Sam runs headlong into Pussy Willow who is looking for someone to interview.

Sam Marlowe: Pussy, just the person I was looking for. I need to say something and right now if I don???t say it, I am going to end up hurting someone more than usual.

Pussy says nothing but hands the microphone to Sam who turns and smiles into the camera.

Sam Marlowe: Veronica, tonight I am not in the mood to be politically correct when it comes to showing respect for my opponents! I am totally not feeling the greatest emotions since I found out that you were my opponent at this supercard and my sister Cyn feels like I need to give you the win for all I have done to you so she says. Well, you aren???t going to be given a free pass by me tonight or any night. You want to beat me for being basic as you say, fine! But remember that even though I am a basic, I am basically going to beat you all over that ring.

Sam holds the microphone back to Pussy then leaves the shot with a smile and a pat on the back for her friend.

Adams: It sounds like Sam Marlowe isn???t going to be holding back tonight.

Simone: I don???t blame her Jason, she has had to deal with a lot from Veronica Taylor lately as well as her sister Cyn Marlowe.




We pan backstage to see the unofficial leader of The Nobodies, Tim Staggs, walking into the venue. He has his duffel bag hanging from his left shoulder, and appears to be in a rather good mood, whistling as he moves along the hallways toward the locker rooms. He has a small, silver wrapped package in his hand which is clearly marked "To: Alexis", with blue and white ribbon wrapped around it. As he turns a corner, he sees Celeste North, with a Kindle in her hand, and the sounds of brutal hardcore wrestling booming from the tiny speakers. She looks up and smiles at Tim, his good mood clearly contagious. She swipes her finger along the tablet, silencing it as she tucks it into her own duffel bag.

Celeste: It's about time you showed up. I thought you said that we had our own locker room, but the stagehands had no idea what I was talking about...

Tim: They probably gave it away to some last second guest appearance. Figures the one time we get any special treatment, it gets yanked away from us.

Celeste: All I know is that I'm not bleeding myself dry, then going to shower off in the general facilities. I'll steal someone's before I do that...

Celeste's eyes drop down to the package in Tim's hand and she studies the name on it. She rolls her eyes as she purses her lips, trying to hold back from saying something. Tim studies this for a second, and then folds his arms over his chest.

Tim: Just spit it out. No, wait, save it. It's probably something like "Alexis doesn't need a gift from you because she's hanging out with the cool kids of SCW, and she's already got something shiny with the Bombshell Internet Championship"... I really wish you two would just bury the hatchet and work as a team...

Celeste: Not even close to what I was going to say, but you know better than I do. I mean, you've known her longer, and you've spent more time with her. Do what you feel is right.

Tim: I will. Thanks.

Tim smirks as he unfolds his arms and puffs out his chest, working up the courage to give this meaningful gift to Alexis. However, something bothers him slightly as Celeste won't even look at him now, but instead rests her eyes on the ground.

Tim: What?

Celeste: I didn't say anything. Go on, Tim. Go get her.

Celeste smiles, but she still can't look him directly in the eye. Tim rolls his eyes and leans against the opposite wall from Celeste, dropping his bag to the ground. He waits as Celeste rubs her lips together, trying her best to hold back something, which only makes Tim more aggravated.

Tim: Fuck! Out with it already. You don't hold anything back, and that's what I like about you. Would you please just tell me what's wrong?

Celeste: Well... I'm just not in the romantic mood right now. Chad broke up with me last week, and I'm just being a miserable bitch. Go get your girl, okay?

Tim: Lies. Why are you lying to me?

Celeste: I'm not!

Tim: Bullshit! You won't even look me in the eye. If there is something I need to know, you should tell me. I don't know why, but you've always looked out for me, since day one. I respect you more than anyone else does, and I know what you bring to the table. But, the best thing that you bring is loyalty. So spit it out.

Celeste sighs and then she looks at Tim. His piercing blue eyes and his words of wisdom, far beyond his years, just seem to open up the flood gate. She is really trying to stay out of the drama, especially since it doesn't involve her, but she is far too loyal to keep this up. She reaches into her pocket and pulls out her cell phone, loading Twitter up. Upon logging in, she selects Alexis' Twitter profile page, and opens all Tweets before handing it over to Tim. Tim takes the phone and begins reading, rolling his eyes.

Tim: That's it? That's why I shouldn't man up and give this locket to Lex?

Celeste hums, as if telling him to keep reading. Tim scrolls through them as he continues to talk.

Tim: I already know she's friends with Mikah, so it's not really that big of a...

Tim goes quiet and Celeste purses her lips once more. Tim continues to read, his face turning an even more pale shade as he has finally had enough. As Celeste tries to say something, Tim slams the phone into Celeste's chest so hard that it knocks her back a few steps. She catches her breath, ready to say something, but before she can, Tim charges down the hallway. She goes to follow as Tim shreds the paper and tosses the black velvet box into the trash can. Celeste tries to catch up, but he's too fast for her. She walks over to the trash and picks up the box, opening it to reveal a white gold chain and heart shaped locket. She opens it and covers her mouth as even she begins to tear up a bit, looking at the rather romantic picture of Tim and Alexis at some sort of fair. She sighs as she pushes her hair out of her face when she hears a voice from behind.

Alexis: What's going on?

Celeste quickly clutches the locket closed and holds it against her chest. She turns around as Alexis is walking closer, clearly annoyed. Celeste slips the locket into her pocket as she stares almost coldly at Alexis.

Alexis: You said you wanted to talk to me on Sunday, and tell me all the ways I'm messing up, and...

Celeste can't even stomach this conversation right now. She bumps shoulders with Alexis as she storms off in the opposite direction. Alexis stares at her in confusion as she mouths the word "Okay...", shaking her head.




Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman our next match is scheduled for one fall and is a Bombshell match!

Crowd: POP!

Adams: So do I, people. So???do???I.

Superficial by Heidi Montag 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 Decent: Introducing first. Making her way to the ring???Weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds???from Los Angeles, California???VERONICA TAYLOR!

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.

Simone: I don???t know why she does that. Aside from the beating she???s going to endure, her makeup won???t be able to hide exhaustion???

???Set Me on Fire??? by Thousand Foot Krutch begins to play the image of fire begins to play against the curtain to backstage. Stepping through the curtain of fire, a woman walks out with a smile as she poses at the entrance.

Justin Decent: Introducing her opponent???from Houston Texas, she is the one and only???Sam Marlowe!

Sam raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. Finally she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera and then rolls inside the ring. Walking towards the corner, she unzips her short jacket and pulls it off. Handing it to ringside staff, she turns and begins stretching out for the match as she watches Veronica Taylor from across the ring..

Adams: Have I ever said I like Sam a lot more than her sister?

Simone: No, I don???t think you have. But let???s just leave it at that before it turns into a big explanation.

Adams: Well that???s no fun. It was a really good one, too!

As both women remain standing in their corners, Jacob Summers finally calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Sam immediately pushes herself away from her corner, charging straight at Veronica, who seems less than interested. The ???first class model??? puts half her body through the ropes in an attempt to save herself from Sam and Jacob immediately stops Sam from going any further. Sam holds her hands up and backs away, obeying orders, but she shouts at Veronica. Veronica just rolls her eyes and takes her time.

Simone: You???d think Veronica would want to get this over with instead of prolonging it.

Adams: She doesn???t want Sam to touch her, but that???s just crazy! Sam can touch me anytime!

Simone: I???m sure your wife would love to hear you say that again.

Adams: I didn???t mean it like???I meant???I love you honey!

Veronica finally steps away from her corner as the fans boo her loudly. She turns away from Sam for just a moment to roll her eyes at the fans, and this gives Sam the opportunity she has been waiting for! She charges over to Veronica, grabbing her by the back of the head and then tossing her right back into the corner she was just standing in, but she doesn???t let up! She starts delivering a series of kicks to Veronica???s midsection and then follows it up with a hard right hook, knocking the first class model silly and the crowd is cheering her on the whole time!

Simone: Sam is on fire quickly tonight!

Adams: She is? Get a fire extinguisher!

Simone: I can???t deal with you right now???

After soaking in the fans support for a moment, Sam quickly gets back on the offensive. She attempts a roundhouse kick while Veronica is still in the corner, but Veronica ducks it tries to dash away quickly, but Sam spins around just as quick, grabbing Veronica by the hair and yanking her down to the canvas! Veronica???s head bounces off the canvas, but she manages to get back to her feet quickly as Sam climbs to the top turnbuckle. When Veronica turns around, Sam leaps off the top turnbuckle, taking Veronica down with a diving clothesline!

Adams: Sam is not letting up is she? I think Veronica underestimated her with this one.

Simone: Everyone seems to underestimate Sam, including her own sister, but everything I???ve seen from her proves she???s a stellar athlete thus far.

As Veronica remains down on the canvas, Sam launches herself at the ropes, rebounding back with a springboard moonsault before she covers Veronica and Jacob drops down for the count!

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2???

Veronica kicks out just after the two count, but Sam doesn???t argue. She goes to pull Veronica back to her feet with her, but Veronica manages to get her leg up kicks Sam in the back of the head, following it up with a right hook to the temple! Sam stumbles back as Veronica gets back to her feet.

Adams: And just like that, the model is back in this one!

Simone: And it looks like she is no longer afraid to touch Sam either.

Veronica steps towards Sam, grabbing a fistful of her hair. She yanks back and hits her with a hair pull backgreaker before shoving Sam down to the canvas and dropping down, hooking the leg.

1???

2???

Sam gets her shoulder up, but Veronica is having none of it! She shoves her shoulders back down to the mat, ordering Jacob to count again, and he does.

1???

2???Sam kicks out shortly after the two count, further angering Veronica.

Simone: Pretty sure that never works, Veronica. How often do you see someone kick out of a pin, only to be pinned two seconds later on the second try?

Adams: Ummm???

Simone: It was a rhetorical question, Jason.

Veronica gets back to her feet, pulling Sam with her. She holds Sam by a fistful of hair before she delivers a hard right shot followed by another. She attempts a third, but Sam gets her arm up and blocks it, attempting a headbutt straight to Veronica???s face. Unfortunately for her, Veronica backs her head away quickly, grabbing her by the head and hair and whips her up and over onto her back! The crowd boos her as she starts kicking away at Sam???s midsection.

Simone: Sam has to think of something to counteract Veronica???s dirty fighting style or she could be in trouble.

Adams: I???m sure she will. Unlike Veronica, she has a brain.

Simone: Pot meet kettle???

Jacob shouts at Veronica to ease up on her assault to Sam, but Veronica doesn???t listen. Jacob goes to pull Veronica away from Sam, and only then does Veronica look up and glare right at Jacob, appalled that he would even attempt to touch her. While she is distracted by Jacob, Sam regains her barings and reaches over, grabbing Veronica by her ankles! She trips Veronica and causes her to faceplant hard against the canvas! Veronica holds her face for a moment and Sam kips up back to her feet, only to do a quick standing moonsault right over Veronica???s back, causing her face to bounce off the canvas again! Sam rolls Veronica on to her back and covers her as Jacob drops down for the count.

1???

2???

3-NO! Jacob catches Veronica get her foot up to the bottom rope just in time.

Simone: Nice save by Veronica. I???m sure those couple faceplants she had caused her to get a little dazed and confused.

Adams: That???s Veronica everyday!

Sam tries to set Veronica up for the Sammi Wrap guillotine choke, but Veronica fights out of it, quickly crawling away from her! Sam tries to grab Veronica by the legs as she does but Veronica kicks furiously, once managing to catch Sam in the chest. This temporarily knocks the wind out of Sam as Veronica gets back to her feet and attempts to exit the ring, but Sam gathers herself quickly and rushes over, stopping Veronica.

Simone: Nice try, Veronica, but Sam???s not going to let you get away that easily.

Sam pulls Veronica away from the ropes as Veronica tries to elbow her way out of danger. Unfortunately for her this doesn???t faze Sam, who pulls her into a side headlock before delivering a quick DDT! She crouches down over Veronica soon after and pulls her into position, locking in the guillotine choke!

Adams: Sammi Wrap! She has it locked in!

Simone: And Veronica is trying to fight her way out of it!

Sam locks in the Sammi Wrap tighter as Veronica fights, trying not to give up, but when she realizes there is no way out of it, Veronica is forced to tap out as Jacob calls for the bell!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman here is your winner by submission???SAM MARLOWE!!

Sam???s music hits the sound system once again as she gets back to her feet and Jacob raises her hand in victory. The crowd cheers loudly for her as Veronica rolls out of the ring and slowly heads backstage, holding her neck.

Adams: Great win by Sam tonight! She earned that one for sure.

Simone: One can only wonder what Veronica???s excuse for this loss will be.

Sam then exits the ring and makes her way backstage, high fiving and interacting with fans along the way.




The cameras cut to the backstage area, and once again we find ourselves behind a familiar looking back, dressed in a pair of black Diesel jeans, a pair of black leather boots and a black tank-top, all black, however this time Andrew Watts turns a corner and comes face to face with a familiar face, his favorite interviewer, the one he always loved to conversate with, make nicknames for, and pick on. Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Andrew Watts: Yeah, get the fuck out of my way...

Watts goes to side step and walk around Ms. Rocky Mountains who has a look of shock on her face, not used to being talked to by many like this but especially by Watts. Ms. Rocky Mountains is startled for a second but places her hand on Watts arm, stopping him and speaking.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Excuse me? Andrew, it???s me??? we always used to talk, do you not remember? I???m...

Watts pulls his arm away from Ms. Rocky Mountain's grip as he cuts her off in a vicious tone.

Andrew Watts: I know who the fuck you are, I never suffered memory loss...

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Right, okay then. Well many people have been wanting to hear from you, and with a huge match coming up tonight, it would be a huge interview if I could just have a few words with you. Could you give me an interview, Andrew?

Watts lifts his head up, looking straight into the eyes of Ms. Rocky Mountains and in the most serious tone we have heard Watts speak in he says...

Andrew Watts: Could you give me a blowjob, Ms. Tits?

Watts keeps a straight face and Ms. Rocky Mountain???s eyes widen quite a bit. Watts waits for a few seconds as Ms. Rocky Mountains is speechless. Watts raises an eyebrow, asking again...

Andrew Watts: I said can you suck my dick? Yes??? or no?

Ms. Rocky Mountains takes a step back, still quite startled and caught off guard, clearly not used to this side of Andrew Watts. Not sure that anyone is really used to this side...

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Andrew, I???m sorry but I just want an interview...

Andrew Watts: Yeah and I just want my dick sucked, so we both get what we want...

Watts places his hands on his hips as he stares forward at Ms. Rocky Mountains who is still in a bit of shock...

Andrew Watts: Right here, live with that camera behind you rolling??? you unzip my jeans, shove all of me in your mouth and show me what you got until I explode in the back of your throat. That???s the price for an interview??? You want it, or not? If not, I have shit to do.

Watts gets a bit of an impatient look on his face as he stares at Ms. Rocky Mountains who still can???t believe what she is hearing.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I???m sorry Andrew but I can???t do that??? not only is it disrespectful to me, but...

Watts is quick to cut her off...

Andrew Watts: Disrespectful? Ah yes, the main trait by the majority here in SCW. You see, that is what this is about. You, respecting me, earning respect, earning your interview. When I promised to make SCW bow at my feet, I fucking meant it. I am going to make everyone in SCW get on their knees before me and realize how bad SCW fucked up when they tried to get rid of me??? so you have two options here. You get down on your knees, and suck me off like I asked, and you get a 30 second interview??? or you get the fuck out of my face before I put you in a hospital bed like I did Gavin at the last Climax Control??? like I will do to Gavin tonight??? be quick to choose.

Watts isn???t joking, a sadistic smile on his face, the look of evil in his eyes as he stares forward at Ms. Rocky Mountains. She can???t believe what she was hearing. A man that she used to interview with ease and have plenty of fun doing so, was treating her like she was some trash garbage hooker, even threatening to put her in a hospital bed. Ms. Rocky Mountains shakes her head at Watts and quickly turns around as she storms off, no interview, and Watts crosses his arms across his chest, nodding his head.

Andrew Watts: One by one. It???s just like dominos, in the beginning they all stand tall, strong, in order??? until they all fall down at the hand of one person??? SCW, you are those dominos??? and the hand that will send you all straight down? It???s the same hand that will send Gavin Stephens back to where he came from tonight??? it???s this hand, right here...

Watts flashes a cocky smile as he raises his right fist towards the camera, showing us ???the hand??? that he speaks of. Watts nods his head, the look of evil still in his eyes. Watts continues to stare into the cameras for a few seconds before our cameras cut out.




Casey Williams backstage, leaning against the wall, and looking casual while getting ready for the shot to take out J2H tonight at December 2 Dismember III. He leans forward and looks at the camera man, wanting to call out J2H.

Casey: Hey J2H, I am going to teach you a lesson in violence, and leave you in a pool of your own blood, because that is how vicious I am. I will prove that sometimes nice guys finish first, and prove I am not the bitch you think I am.

Casey walks away, looking confident in himself as the scene fades to black.




Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...!

"Ooooh... yeah, yeah... oh". The opening repeative line to Kanye West's "Power" starts to blast through the speakers as blue lights but through the now faded darkness in the arena. The image of a closed fist is seen on the screen before the letters 'J2H' appear on the screen

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker...

J2H and Austin Parker appear at the top of the ramp to a chorus of boos from the live crowd. The two start walking towards the ring. Austin is wearing a black t shirt and jeans with cowboy boots as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "Power" written on the back of the shorts.

Justin: From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is J2H!

J2H and Austin reach the ring and J2H slides under the bottom rope while Parker stands outside. J2H moves towards the middle of the ring, both arms in the air, before walking to the ropes and pulling himself on the middle rope in the center of the ring and raising his arm again.

Adams: Does this mean that Austin is J2H's manager now?

Simone: Not that I know of, no. He is just out here this one time to make sure that none of Casey's friends or allies gets involved.

Adams: Hunh. You'd think there was a long line of people targeting J2H.

Simone: Santa Clause doesn't have a list as long as that one.

The opening lyrics and guitar rift to Five Finger Death Punch's "Jekyll and Hyde" 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 cheer as the chorus kicks in.

Justin: And his opponent is from Nashua, New Hampshire, weighing 370 pounds ... he is the 'Freight Train of Pain" -- Casey Williams!

Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes looking through the crowd. 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 cheering crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Casey nods 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 cheering fans. Casey raises his arms as the fans cheer louder, when he's suddenly jumped from behind by a sneak attack courtesy of J2H!

Simone: J2H isn't wasting any time!

The bell rings!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Adams: Casey has almost two feet and two hundred pounds on J2H!

Simone: He's showing some smarts for a change, trying to get an early advantage!

J2H hammers away at Casey's wide back with hard forearm shots, but Casey frowns and looks out at the crowd as if he felt nothing from the blows. Casey turns around and J2H strikes with a forearm to the chest, and clips him in the jaw with a slid right! This only serves to anger the giant and he plants a hand on J2H's face and shoves him down hard to the mat!

Adams: Like using a bazooka to blast a fly!

Not backing down as he may have in the past, J2H rolls through the shove and jumps right back to his feet and literally pounces on Casey, wrapping his legs around his thick midsection and hangs on with one arm while throwing shots into his head with the other! Getting upset, Casey grabs the smaller opponent around the upper body and throws him off again!

Simone: A rougher landing than before.

Stunned but not deterred, J2H stands up and stomps right over to Casey and BITCH SLAPS him right across the face!

Adams: Ooooooooo!

Simone: Does he have a death wish!?

Casey holds his stinging cheek and his face darkens red with anger and he starts after J2H who turns and darts away and jumps through the ropes and to the outside! He taunts Casey from the outside and the 7'0" behemoth steps over the top rope and drops to the floor and a chase ensues around the ringside area! J2H dives inside of the ring, rolling beneath the bottom rope! Casey climbs up onto the ring apron to get back inside but the faster J2H races up and baseball slides right into Casey's tree trunk legs, knocking them off of the apron and Casey lands on the floor, smacking his sternum into the apron!

Simone: Smart move there by J2H, use his opponent's size against him.

Casey shouts in anger and pulls himself up onto the apron again when J2H runs up, but Casey greets him with a forearm shot, knocking him clear back to the mat! Casey starts to step over the top rope and gets halfway but J2H shows some resiliency by getting right up and he runs straight up the near corner and launches himself into a missile dropkick to the back of Casey's head, knocking him off balance and the rest of the way inside of the ring! Casey rolls to his back and J2H leapfrogs over him and jumps into the ring ropes to launch himself backwards into a Lionsault, landing on top of Casey for the cover!

1.....
Casey THROWS J2H off and through the ropes and to the outside!

Adams: That's a little something we in the business refer to as a Hole E. Sheet moment!

J2H scrambles to his feet and looks wide eyed into the ring as Casey rises to his feet! J2H looks to Austin who just directs him to get back inside! J2H shakes his had but complies, climbing back up onto the apron but Casey grabs hold of him, readying to drag him inside the hard way! J2H fights him off, however, by grabbing the ropes and kicking his leg up against the side of Williams's temple with a savate! Casey stumbles away from the ropes and J2H quickly goes to the top of the nearest corner and leaps, but Casey suddenly catches him in his arms with a crushing bearhug!

Simone: All the first class training in the world won't prepare you for that!

Casey crushes J2H in his arms, and Jasmine checks for a possible submission but J2H, perhaps surprisingly, refuses!

Adams: I'm surprised! Before Austin got hold of him, the little plonker would have tapped before Casey even got to the ring!

Realizing that J2H was not going to yield, Casey turns the bearhug submission into a bearhug slam, driving J2H hard into the canvas! Casey covers him.

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2.....
J2H kicks out!

Simone: Casey should have hooked that left leg.

Adams: Considering how much he weighs, he probably didn't think he had to.

Casey pulls J2H up to his feet, and clobbers him in the back with an overhead axe handle to the back, knocking him to his knees. Casey drags him right back to his feet...

Adams: Bloody hell, Casey is relentless!

...and Casey head butts him right between the eyes, knocking him flat to his back!

Simone: I wouldn't be a bit surprised if J2H is out cold from that shot!

Casey sizes his opponent up on the canvas and rebounds off of the ropes, intending for an elbow smash, but J2H rolls out of the way and Casey's elbow greet the canvas!

Simone: I am surprised! I didn't think he had anything left in him after Casey's onslaught!

Casey holds his elbow, gritting his teeth in pain, as J2H uses the ropes to haul himself to a vertical base. J2H then backs up the corner until he's on the middle turnbuckle, and as Casey rises and turns around, J2H flies for a body press but Casey catches him!

Simone: Oh no...!

Adams: And we are about to find out why they call those moves 'high risk'!

Casey smiles and shakes his head, as does J2H but for altogether different reasons! The fans are cheering Casey on and he throws J2H up and hauls him over his head in a military press! Casey walks around the ring, parading J2H to the fans and he approaches the ropes...

Adams: He's going to toss him out!

Simone: He wouldn't dare!

But he does -- but J2H hangs onto his arm and in a fluid movement, turns the attempt into a short-arm scissors, dangling over the top rope and using his own weight to apply the pressure to Casey's arm!

Simone: Good Christ! He could hyper extend Casey's elbow!

Adams: I think that's the idea!

Jasmine orders J2H to release the hold but he refuses so she issues her count against him!

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

And he finally relents, letting go and dropping to the ringside floor! Casey stumbles away from the ropes, holding his arm, and J2H is right back up on the apron and he uses the top rope to springboard back into the ring and connect with a flying bulldog! Casey is planted face first! J2H struggles to roll Casey over onto his back and when he does so, he covers him and hooks the large leg!

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Casey kicks out!

Simone: Casey is still in this one!

Adams: I thought J2H had him!

Simone: No way! After everything that these two have been through and how they split, there's still a lot left in this one!

J2H hammers away at Casey as the big man slowly rises to his knees! J2H then runs into the ropes and comes off with a low hurricanrana, slamming Casey face first into the mat again! J2H jumps up and races off of the ropes as Casey rises and baseball slides right into the side of his head! Casey is knocked over to his back and J2H covers him again!

1.....
2.....
Casey throws him off again!

J2H is on the attack and lashes out with a roundhouse kick to Casey's chest and tries to attack him with another forearm shot, but Casey throws him down! Casey then starts to get to his feet and J2H again jumps from the ropes and attempts a Fame-Asser, but Casey remains standing and J2H is trapped on his shoulders in a precarious position!

Adams: Oh this is going to SUCK for J2H!

Simone: But be a right laugh for the rest of us!

And Casey reaches up over his head, grabs J2H around the had and mares him off, throwing him hard to the canvas!

Simone: Merry Christmas!

Casey peels him off of the mat and sends him into the ropes and goes for a clothesline but J2H ducks under and rebounds, and Casey scoops him right off of his feet and plants him into a sidewalk slam and cover!

1.....
2.....
Jasmine sees J2H's foot draped over the bottom rope and stops the count!

Simone: Lucky break there for J2H!

Adams: Yes but Casey thinks he's won the match!

Casey stands and raises his arms in victory, but Jasmine pulls them back down and explains to the big man what had happened! Casey is fuming! He grabs J2H and literally THROWS him into the near corner! He backs up and gets a running start to deliver a big boot -- but J2H moves and Casey hangs himself! J2H grabs his arm, twists it and...

Adams: Kiss This!

Casey crashes to the canvas and J2H covers him!

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

Justin: Here is your winner -- J2H!

The crowd boos vehemently as J2H immediately rolls out of the ring where he is met by Austin who pats him on the back and raises his arm to boos and jeers from the fans!

Adams: I don't believe it! I CAN'T believe that J2H just bat Casey Williams!

Simone: It has to be one of the biggest wins of J2H's career and sure to lead him straight into contention for SCW gold!

A seriously PISSED OFF Casey Williams is starting t rise inside of the ring as Austin quickly escorts J2H away from the ringside area!




As the cameras switch backstage, the Bombshell Champion, Mikah, is seen in conversation with her personal assistant, Ruby Appleton, when Simon Jones walks by; noticing Mikah, he stops and turns to look at her, with a polite smile.

Simon: Well, look who it is: she who claims not to know who I am.

She looks up at hearing a man???s voice speak, as she was busy whispering with Ruby about something that wasn't too important.

Mikah: Um. Who are you? Are you Veronica Taylor???s boyfriend?

A puzzled look passes over her features, as she looks him over - a small, toying smirk playing on her face that let him know she knew exactly who he was, but was playing it off; Simon laughs at Mikah???s quip.

Simon: If that was the case, I don???t think my wife would be very happy with me.

He then scratches the back the of his head. Mikah rolls her eyes.

Simon: With all due respect to Giani Di Luca, I would like to think that I have better taste in women than he does.

She raises an eyebrow at him, as he mentions his taste of women.

Mikah: I'm sure she's on your level.

She smirks at him before looking him over again, openly checking him out.

Mikah: What's your name again?

She smirks again, as she looks him over for a third time. She hops up and sits on the table behind her, and crosses one leg over the other.

Simon: What???s my name?

Simon taps his chin, as he ponders how best to play along with Mikah???s charade; he decides to try to call her bluff.

Simon: Tommy Atkins.

She let's a laugh roll off of her tongue, before looking him over. She ponders it for a moment, before laughing again.

Mikah: Okay, Tommy. Whatever you say. I could just call you Drake. I'm sure you run around with him.

She looks at him, studying his face.

Mikah: You look to be as old as he is.

She sends him a smile - an overly cheesy and sarcastic one.

Simon: I don???t think Drake would thank you for that - he???s five years younger than me. But then, I???m sure you don???t care what our World Heavyweight Champion thinks, do you - why would you?

Simon tilts his head to one side.

Simon: And for your information, Drake and I aren???t exactly best buddies at the moment - he???s disappointed with me, due to my opinion of his attempt to revive ACW. But for your sake, that does at least mean that you needn???t worry about me possibly trying to kidnap you.

She scowls at him, as he brings up that horrific memory. She leans forward a little bit, grabbing the edge of the table with her hands.

Mikah: I don't know. You seem to be a sketchy sort of guy. I mean, I don't really know you but yet here I am, talking to you in a hallway.

She tilts her head to the side, before shooting a glance at Ruby, who was just standing there.

Mikah: And as for Drake, I'm not worried about him.

Simon: Nor should you be. But to call me ???sketchy????

Simon places his hand on his chest, as he feigns being offended.

Simon: Madam, how dare you? I can assure you that I am nothing of the sort.

She raises an eyebrow at him.

Mikah: I'm sure you know just who I am. Being the top champion of this company, there's not a soul here who doesn't.

She flashes him a smirk, before hopping down and eliminating the personal space between them, to see if he would get uncomfortable.

Mikah: I mean, after all. After this much success, I'd be surprised if you didn't know my name. But you, I'm sure lots of people don't know your name. But I'm sure they remember the time you lost out on the championship due to Natalie McKinley, if only by facial recognition.

She takes a step closer, further stepping into his personal bubble.

Mikah: It's as shame, because you would be more tolerable as a champion than that pathetic excuse of a champion, known as Drake.

She bats her eyes at him, before looking up at him, a sultry like look on her face, before looking down at his chest and tilting her head to the side.

Mikah: Is it hard for people like you to stay relevant?

Her eyes once more move up to look into his, as she stands super close to him; it didn???t bug Drake but it might bug him.

Simon: People like me? What, you mean British people?

Simon smirks.

Simon: You know, a few years ago, when Misty said that she hadn???t heard of me???

There is a sudden pause from Simon. He then smiles wryly, before continuing.

Simon: You know who Misty is, don???t you? The most successful bombshell in SCW history, whose achievements you still have some way to go to match.

Simon watches Mikah???s face intently, looking for any sign of a reaction to Simon contrasting her own achievements to Misty???s.

Simon: Anyway, as I was saying, a few years ago, when Misty said that she hadn???t heard of me, at least she sounded believable - you, on the other hand, aren???t so convincing; I may not be in the spotlight of the main event at the moment, Mikah, but no-one can take away what I???ve accomplished in SCW.

Mikah simply shrugs her shoulders, as she stands there, in front of Simon. She reaches up and tucks her hair behind one of her ears, as she looks at her feet for a moment, before looking up at him again.

Mikah: And just where is that has been at now?

Mikah narrows her eyes at him.

Mikah: Oh wait, that's right. I don't fucking care where she is. Or what she's doing or what she's done. She's not here and she doesn't matter to me at all.

She looks back up at him and into his eyes.

Mikah: As for you, Toms, aren't you only known for losing to Kain? At least I don't have that blemish on my record; losing to him must have been a blow to your ego. But I suppose you'll blame the loss on that sketchy chick that ???cost??? you the match.

She pokes his chest, before tilting her head to the side.

Mikah: I'm not even sure what you have going for you. I mean, Drake at least has his looks going for him. But what do you have?

Simon: I???m sure Drake would be flattered to hear that appraisal of him. But that's a good question you asked: what do I have going for me?

Simon rubs his chin, as he contemplates Mikah???s question.

Simon: Well, I did beat your husband two weeks ago - although that isn't really much to shout about, is it?

Simon scratches his temple. Mikah chuckles softly to herself, before looking him over again.

Simon: There is another thing I can think of - something else that, like a loss to Kain, I don't think you have on your record; tell me, Mikah, how did you fare in your appearance in the Blast from the Past tournament?

She scowls at him, before poking his chest again.

Mikah: First of all that???s not fair, I didn???t even have a decent partner. Not that you could even CALL him a partner in the first place as he???s a joke.

Mikah looks up at him, before letting a smirk pass over her features.

Mikah: And as for beating my husband, kudos to you; you beat a man that doesn???t even give a fuck about SCW. Obviously, he and I share different opinions. But that doesn???t matter. Because I have a match to get ready for. . .

She looks at him, before flashing him a smile, before taking a step away from him.

Mikah: A much more important match than yours.

Simon: Oh, I???m sorry - did I touch a nerve?

She just gives him a look and rolls her eyes, choosing not to speak on that matter. She looks down at her Bombshell Championship as it was on her shoulder, before turning to walk away from him.

Mikah: Oh, one last thing. Just remember, I will be walking out of here with two championships and you will be walking out of here with absolutely nothing but a broken ego.

She winks at him, before turning to continue to walk away.

Simon: Whatever happens to me tonight, my ego will be fine, I assure you. I won???t keep you any longer though, so, good luck against Melanie Gabrielle.

Mikah: Luck is for losers.

She waves him off, as she walks down the hallway, clearly going somewhere to prepare. As Simon watches Mikah walk away, he mutters something under his breath, barely audible.

Simon: Maybe you could have done with some luck earlier this year, when you were busy getting pinned by Misty.

Simon then turns to head off in the opposite direction, and the scene cuts away.




Backstage, a person can be seen in an Ottawa 67???s jersey under an undone zip up hoodie. Sitting on an equipment box set near an open door, Connor Murphy takes a drag off a cigarette then leans towards the open door to blow the smoke out of it.

Adams: Tonight he will be in a tag match for the titles teaming with Tim Staggs against the Guns for Hire and he???s smoking backstage.

Simone: Which is very illegal here in Ottawa and since he is in his hometown tonight, maybe he needs to be reminded of that???

Connor looks up into the camera and smirks as he takes one final drag from the cigarette then flicks it out the door into the night while exhaling the smoke into the air.

Connor Murphy: Hey there guys, I can hear ya talking yanno. Don???t you know that is rude? But I won???t hold that against you. After all, tonight I am going to be somebody after the Nobodies beat good old Guns for Hire. You know, my old running mates from NXT.

Connor pulls his leg up and curls an arm around his knee.

Connor Murphy: Now I could sit here and trash the both of them like they were significant but truth be told, I couldn???t even be bothered because they are just like the tag titles they wear???irrevelant and worthless. If you ask me, the only people that really deserve to wear the titles are nobodies. And I suspect that is why Tim and I were thrown the bone of the tag title shot tonight. And as much as management is just throwing us the bone, it is a bone that we are going to take. And when we win, the Nobodies will truly define the tag championships.

Connor wipes at his nose as out the open door, freezing rain can start to be heard hitting the cement outside of the arena.

Connor Murphy: Gonna get pretty slippery tonight what with the Guns for Hire trying to hold onto the tag titles. I know Tim and I don???t think that the belts are worth much but we will be ready to take them from you.

As Connor speaks, Tim moves into the view and taps a hand against the chest of Connor with a negative shake of his head and then a tossed eye roll indicating that Connor join him for a walk. Getting off the equipment box, the pair talk low then turn their backs on the camera to walk away as the camera shot goes back to ringside.

Adams: Well, looks like the Nobodies are ready for their shot tonight.

Simone: Let???s hope they will value the titles for what they are and not throw away this opportunity and if they win, the titles themselves.




Justin: The following singles contest is scheduled for one fall, making his way to the ring first...

"Bad Attitude" by Deuce blared through the arena as Gavin Stephens strolled out onto the stage to a rather hate filled reaction. He stood there with a smile on his face as he let it sink in, while an odd aura of smoke erupted from around the stage to give him an extra mystifying effect. He casually walked down the stage, ignoring any fans trying to reach out and touch him, and if they got too close, he'd slap them out of the way. Or better yet, give them a threatening look and mock lunge towards them.

Simone: Gavin suffered his first loss since returning to SCW at the previous Climax Control, but it was what happened after that loss that has made this match that much more important for him...

Adams: That is right, Andrew Watts painted a target on Gavin???s back and embarrassed him with that beat down. Gavin will seek revenge!

Justin: He is from Superior, Wisconsin... weighing in at 223 pounds! The Visionary, Gavin Stephens!

Eventually though - Gavin made his way into the ringside area and proceeded to climb up onto the apron. He then proceeded to hop over the ropes and fell into a taunt in front of the crowd as he stood in the ring with an annoyed expression across his face, staring towards the entrance ramp with confidence.

Simone: And the long awaited return???

Adams: Here we go!

Justin: And his opponent...

The crowd quickly rise to their feet in anticipation for the return of one of this past years hottest superstars, some boo, some cheer, but everyone is on their feet. Love the Way You Hate Me - Like a Storm bursts over the speaker system, the arena instantly livens up even more. The arena lights slightly dim as an explosion of sparks and mini fireworks erupt at the top of the entrance ramp. As the explosion fades Andrew Watts comes walking down the entrance ramp but what surprises us is another familiar face, Desiree Parker! Watts wears a black zip up hoodie with the hood up, his head aimed down as he walks down the ramp and he sets for his following match, Desiree follows in her pair of blue Guess jeans with a black crop top and black leather boots. Watts stops as he makes his way down to the bottom of the entrance ramp, staring ahead at the ring, Desiree standing behind him, a cocky smirk on her face.

Simone: Watts was one hell of a surprise a few weeks ago but I can tell you something else, seeing Desiree Parker back too? That???s another hell of a surprise!

Adams: I love seeing Desiree Parker, back, front, anywhere...

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Desiree Parker. Weighing in at 247 pounds, from Cleveland, Ohio. The REJECT, Andrew Watts!

Watts makes his way to the ring as walks up the steel steps and onto the apron. Watts pauses for a second, holding onto the top rope, staring into the ring before he enters in through the middle rope, Desiree stays at ringside. Watts walks to the center of the ring where he pauses for a second, looking down at the ground for a few seconds, our cameras staring straight at Watts. Watts tilts his head backwards, the hood falling off to reveal his hair, a bit messy but spiked up. Watts unzips the hoodie to reveal his bare upper body as he pulls the zip up off of him and tosses it out of the ring. Watts stands there, looking down at the ground for a few seconds, before his music fades and he walks to a nearby corner, a cocky smirk on his face as he stares across the ring at Gavin. Gavin stares back with a look of confidence, wanting revenge for last week. Watts winks at Gavin.

Simone: These two just want to rip each other apart, it all started when Watts disbanded the REJECTS??? and it clearly is still continuing...

Adams: This is months, almost a year in the making, these two can???t wait to get their hands on one another...

Referee Holly Wood says something to Gavin, she then turns and says something to Watts, followed by a turn to the times-keeper as she signals for the bell!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Simone: Here we go!

Adams: Yes! The fans are literally all on their feet, no one is sitting in this arena!

The bell sounds as Watts and Stephens stand across the ring from each other. Watts nods, a look of extreme confidence on his face, maybe too much confidence. Stephens on the other hand has a cocky grin on his face as he cracks his knuckles, slowly walking along the ring ropes. Watts shakes his head as he moves in towards Stephens, and just as he is about to reach Stephens??? Stephens hits the canvas, sliding under the ropes and out of the ring. Holly Wood begins a count, Watts places his hands on his hips and nods his head, Stephens isn???t playing into Watts tactic, and Watts doesn???t like it. Stephens smirks, throwing his hands in the air towards the fans who shower him with boos. Stephens taunts towards Watts a couple of times as he walks around the ring and???

BOOM!

Stephens nearly falls backwards as Desiree Parker gave him a right handed smack that was heard throughout the whole arena, possible throughout even outside of the arena. Stephens holds his left cheek, shaking his head at Desiree, pointing a finger at her and mouthing something at her as he takes a step towards her and she begins to back up. Watts quickly slides out of the ring, grabbing Stephens by the back of his hair and guiding him back towards the ring, tossing him into the ring as Stephens quickly rolls to his feet. Watts rolls into the ring and Stephens takes advantage as he begins to pound away on Watts with boots to the upper back and back of the head as Watts was trying to stand up. Stephens does all he can to keep Watts down, Watts rolling over onto his back as Stephens fires away with boots to the mid section of Watts, not stopping as he delivers a good nine or ten kick to the abs of Watts. Watts holds his stomach in pain as Stephens turns around, throwing his arms in the air, getting his payback on Watts, and loving it.

Simone: Stephens is getting exactly what he wanted??? payback!

Adams: Watts looks rusty, he fell right into that trap...

Watts is using the ropes to help himself to his feet as Stephens walks over to him, grabbing him by the hair and tossing him against the turnbuckle. Stephens delivers a knee to the gut of Watts that sends Watts hunching over as Stephens still holds onto the hair of Watts and delivers another vicious knee straight to the gut of Watts. Stephens throws Watts head back as Watts is leaning back against the turnbuckle and Stephens climbs up to the middle rope and begins to hammer away with right hands to the head of Watts??? the crowd counts the punches,

...1

...2

...3

...4

...5

...6

...7

Gavin stops at number 7, throwing his arms in the air, taunting towards Watts and then jumping off of the turnbuckle, and coming crashing down on Watts with a huge elbow to the forehead of Watts, sending Watts straight to the canvas holding his head. Gavin rolls Watts over as he goes for the cover,

...1

...2

Watts with a quick kickout, not nearly enough for Stephens to score what may have been the biggest win of his SCW career!

Stephens shakes his head as he grabs Watts by the hair again, lifting him to his feet and hitting him with a nice side kick to the gut that forces Watts to bend over. Stephens runs towards the ropes, bouncing off of them and hitting Watts with a huge flying punch to the temple, sending Watts right back to the canvas. Watts holds the side of his head in pain as Stephens goes for another cover,

...1

...2

Watts able to kickout once again, not letting Stephens have what he wants. Stephens stands up, walking over to the ropes where he looks down at Desiree, he mouths something to her but we can???t quite make out what he is saying. Watts is slowly trying to get up as Stephens and Desiree go back and forth with each other. Stephens turns around and Watts is almost at his feet. Stephens delivers a kick to the shoulder of Watts, slowing down his recovery. Watts continues to try to get up as Stephens watches. Gavin smirks as he yells something at Watts and then spits at him. Just as he does this Watts tackles the legs of Stephens, flipping his body in a judo style takedown that send Stephens to the ground with Watts on top, Watts delivers two vicious elbows to the jaw of Stephens. Watts has that look in his eyes that we have recently seen, the sadistic look! Watts grabs Gavin by the throat and pounds his head into the canvas a couple of times and then quickly locks in a nice armbar!

Simone: Look at the look in Watts eyes, he just looks??? evil...

Adams: This is definitely a different Watts than we are used to...

Watts wrenches the arm, pulling at it in all sorts of directions as Holly Wood asks Stephens if he wants to give up. But just as Watts is starting to apply extra pressure he rolls back, letting go of Stephens???s arm. The crowd looks on in confusion, as does Desiree. Watts has an evil smirk on his face, looking down at Stephens who holds his arm in pain. Watts walks over to Stephens, grabbing his arm and throwing it straight into the canvas. Stephens rolls around in pain, holding his arm still. Watts continues to smirk as he delivers two back to back kicks to the arm of Stephens. Stephens yells out in pain as Watts smiles, looking down at Stephens.

Simone: Watts is enjoying this, he has gone from a degenerate rule breaker to??? a psycho?

Adams: That uh, sounds about right to me...

Watts stares down at Stephens who is slowly making his way to his feet, not using his left arm much as he uses his right to try and pull himself up on the ropes. While he does this, Watts walks over and delivers a vicious toe kick straight to the stomach of Stephens that sends him hopping into the air and onto his feet. Stephens is hunched over, holding his stomach in pain as Watts wraps his arms around Stephens and delivers a HUGE german suplex. Watts goes for the cover,

...1

Simone: What the????

Adams: Why did he just break the pin on his own...?

Watts sits up on his knees. Watts shakes his head still smirking at, grabbing Stephens by the hair as he stands up and stands up Stephens as well, Watts delivers a kick to the gut of Stephens before throwing him against the turnbuckle and he begins to deliver rights and lefts to the stomach of Stephens, pounding right after right and left after left until Holly Wood steps between them, Watts pushes Holly Wood out of the way and begins to headbut Stephens in the face! Watts looks as if he has snapped and finally Holly Wood wraps her arms around Watts, pulling him backwards as he tumbles backwards, rolling to the center of the ring, Stephens falling to his butt as Watts stares towards the opposite corner standing up to his feet, an evil smirk on Watts??? face.

Simone: I have never seen this side of Andrew Watts...

Adams: I think he has lost it??? there are some screws loose up there, but don???t tell him I said that...

Holly Wood backs away as Stephens stands to his feet, staggering but standing. He is still backed into the corner as Watts runs at him, running for a jumping splash! But Stephens moves out of the way and Watts bounces chest first off of the top turnbuckle pad! Watts holds his chest in pain as he walks to the center of the ring where he is struck by a huge clothesline from Stephens, followed by a quick cover,

...1

...2

Simone: The tables turn a little, but not enough!

Watts kicks out again as Stephens slams his right hand into the canvas, his left still not being used much. Stephens stands up, looking towards the turnbuckle. He walks over towards it, exiting the ring, onto the apron before he is distracted by Desiree Parker. Desiree says something to Stephens which distracts him and the two begin to exchange words once again. This allows Watts some time to recover and just as Stephens turns around to face the ring???

Watts runs at Stephens???

Simone: Wait, what the hell is Watts doing????

Adams: Gavin is on the canvas??? Watts is...

THE SPEAR!

Simone: Oh my god!

Adams: Watts just speared Stephens off of the canvas and crashing right into the barricade, I think the barricade moved!

Watts spears Stephens, Watts going flying through the middle rope as the two of them go flying, Stephens flying off of the apron and straight against the barricade! Both men lay on the ground in pain, not moving much as Holly Wood begins a count???

...1

...2

...3

Some movement is shown by Watts, not much by Stephens???

...4

...5

Watts is now halfway up, using the barricade to help himself a bit???

...6

...7

Watts is standing, walking towards the ring, Stephens just barely starting to move???

...8

Watts is about to enter the ring???

...9

Watts turns back, grabbing Stephens and sliding him into the ring???

...

Watts just barely slides back into the ring, avoiding the 10 count as he covers Stephens,

...1

...2

...Kickout by Stephens!

Watts can???t put Stephens away just yet either! Watts rolls over onto his back, resting for a few seconds, taking deep breaths as Stephens holds his stomach, still feeling the effects of the spear that Watts nearly split him in half with. Watts begins to laugh, he is laying on his back and laughing to himself??? not exactly sure about what, but he is laughing, and really enjoying it...

Simone: Yeah, you are right??? Watts has lost it...

Adams: The brain? Yes??? the talent? Not one bit...

Watts makes his way to his feet as Stephens rolls over onto his knees, trying his best to stand to his feet. Watts walks over to Stephens, slapping his hands against the upper back of Stephens and pulling him up. Just as Watts pulls Stephens up, Stephens pokes Watts straight in the eye, Holly Wood not seeing it as Watts holds his face in pain, staggering backwards. Holly Wood notices what happened as she goes to check on Watts. Stephens runs towards Watts and jumps up, looking for the???

REVISION!

But Watts ducks out of the way and Gavin connects directly with Holly Wood! Holly Wood is out, there is no referee!

Simone: Oh no, and there goes Holly Wood...

Adams: Things are about to get even uglier...

Gavin shakes his head, trying to shake Holly Wood a bit, as he does this Desiree quickly grabs a steel chair, sliding it into the ring to Watts who takes it into his hands. Watts walks towards Gavin who turns around with a kick to the gut of Watts! Watts drops the chair and Gavin is quick to rake the eyes of Watts, blinding him for a few seconds as Gavin grabs the chair. Gavin smirks, looking towards Watts with the chair, nodding his head.

Simone: Oh boy, Watts is in a lot of trouble!

Adams: And he put himself in this situation, well??? Desiree did...

Watts turns around and Gavin charges at him with the chair! Watts ducks the chair shot, but Gavin then delivers a huge poke to the gut of Watts with the chair, sending Watts straight to his knees! Gavin then looks down at Watts, lifting the chair up in the air with a smirk, holding it for a second and...

Simone: Gavin is going to lay out Watts, this is it!

BAM!

Adams: Oh my god!

Desiree Parker with a low blow to Gavin from behind! Out of nowhere! Gavin drops the chair, holding himself in pain as Watts stands to his feet, leaning back against the ropes as he bounces off of them, building momentum and running towards Gavin. Watts leaps high into the air and...

Simone: Can this be the...

Adams: It has to be, wow look at the height and athleticism!

SMASH!

Simone: The Toxic Stomp!!!

Adams: Connects! Straight into the chair???!

Watts right boot lands on top of Gavin???s head as he forces Gavin???s head down, curb stomping the face of Gavin right into the steel chair, possibly destroying the face of Gavin! Watts rolls Gavin over, sliding the chair out of the ring to Desiree who hides it, Holly Wood is finally waking up a bit as Watts covers Gavin. Desiree yells at Holly Wood to begin counting and she does just that??? very very slowly...

Simone: Gavin isn???t moving...

Adams: I don???t think anyone would be moving after that, goodnight Mr. Stephens!

...1

...2

...3!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner??? Andrew Watts!

Simone: This fight was dirty, intense, and everything else that we expected it to be??? for Watts, it turned out great??? but for Stephens, another loss!

Adams: Watts proved that there is no such thing as ring rust tonight...

Simone: Oh boy, what is this now?

Watts has a microphone in hand and some kind of strap with a collar at the end of it in his other hand. Desiree has entered the ring as well, a smirk on her face as she stares at Watts who lifts the microphone to his lips!

Andrew Watts: Gavin??? Gavin??? Gavin??? just like I said last week, you never could do anything alone could you? I mean, you needed the REJECTS back when we first signed our contracts here, and even that wasn???t enough for you. Then you see that your ???owner??? Mikah is doing great in the company, so you figure maybe you can come back and feed off of her, but that didn???t work either now did it Gavin? I mean, I guess that is what happens when you???re just a bitch???s bitch, right?

Adams: Ouch, he went personal there...

Simone: A little too personal maybe...

Andrew Watts: Because that???s all that you are Gavin Stephens. You???re nothing but a little whipping boy for the top Bombshell in the company, how does that feel? I can???t imagine how SHITTY it has to feel to be a so called ???man??? and have to watch your woman reign supreme while you are at the bottom of the card, facing nobodies and one match losers who almost had a chance in the SCW.

Simone: Did Watts just insult himself?

Andrew Watts: And that is exactly why I attacked you last week??? because before it got into your head that you are a somebody, I had to remind you that you are a nobody. I had to remind you what it is like to step into the ring with a real challenge, and not some random low card competitor like you have been facing since you returned??? and what the fuck happened Gavin? You???re lying face down on a steel chair, blood dripping out of your nose, and you still haven???t even woke the fuck up yet...

Simone: Watts is really??? mean, I haven???t seen him this mean??? ever...

Andrew Watts: I did bring you a present though Gavin, well maybe it???s more of a present for Mikah??? you know, the one who basically owns you? I mean, we all see it??? the way she talks to you, the way she treats you like shit, you???re basically nothing but her bitch. You are beyond whipped, and as busy as Mikah always seems, you might not even be getting the pussy either, which would mean you are straight up whipped, not even pussy whipped. So this present Gavin is for you, it???s made big enough for your ugly neck, and it has a handle at the end of it??? that???s right, this is a human leash. I figure, Mikah humiliates you enough, you might as well wear this, get down on all fours for her, and just follow her around as she drags you along. Basically what happens already, but now with a leash...

Watts leans down onto a knee, dropping the microphone as he pops open the collar. Desiree kneels down next to Watts, grabbing Gavin viciously by his hair as she lift his head up and Watts snaps the collar around the neck of Gavin, locking it into place and signalling for Desiree to let go. She does and Gavin???s face just falls into the steel chair, filled with a puddle of his own blood. Watts stands up, holding the end of the leash by the handle, looking down at it and smirking. Desiree picks up the microphone and hands it to Watts who takes it into his hand, still holding the leash handle in his other hand.!

Andrew Watts: You know Miakh and I have a lot in common Gavin. For one, we have both have made you our bitch, on multiple occasions, I believe this is my third time??? while she does it about three times daily. Mikah and I have also both had very successful careers here in SCW, something that you have tried time and time again, and continued to fail??? and well Gavin, one more thing Mikah and I share is the pleasure of watching you suffer and fail. Oh, you think she loves you? You think she cares about you. Come on Gavin, everyone sees it. She just has you to have a ???good looking??? asset by her side. That cold bitch does not give a damn about ANYONE but herself, and it???s the most obvious thing on this planet. Mikah doesn???t give a damn about you, or anyone else on this planet. That blonde bitch is the most self-centered, selfish and arrogant cunt that anyone has ever walked this earth, and if you think she gives two shits about you??? well, where is she right now? Wouldn???t she be saving you from this humiliation? Yeah, exactly Gavin??? maybe this will be an eye opener for you...

Watts signals for Desiree to do something, she nods her head and leans down again, picking up the chair from under Gavin and placing his head in it.. literally opening it a bit and placing his head inside of the chair...

Andrew Watts: Maybe this will be eye opening for you too Gavin??? because after this, I am done with you, well??? and you???ll be pretty damn done too??? and me? I???ll be moving on to the next poor bastard on my list. I hope you enjoyed this second run in SCW while it lasted, say goodbye Gavin...

With that said Watts runs towards Gavin, leaping into the air again and??? The Toxic Stomp! That curb stomp right into the chair, smashing Gavin???s head in the chair and as Gavin doesn???t move an inch! Gavin may have just suffered extreme injuries at the hands of the psychotic Andrew Watts...

Simone: That??? that was brutal...

Adams: Someone needs to stop this psychopath??? but who in their right minds would want to even get near him right now?

Simone: Yeah, you can say that again...

Adams: EMTs are already running to the aid of Stephens??? but why is Watts back on the microphone?

Andrew Watts: I???m sorry it had to end this way Gavin.. and I???m sorry that Mikah more than likely won???t be there taking care of you??? seems her priorities are in order and well, husband isn???t exactly anywhere near the top of that order. You call yourself the visionary, well??? here is a vision for you. Hospital bed, hospital room, bandages, stitches, memory loss, and plenty of alone time. Because that is what I envision in your near future... Mr. Visionary.

The EMTs load Gavin onto the stretcher as Watts and Desiree stand side by side, watching, both with sick smirks on their faces. Watts nods his head and then eve does a little waving gesture to Gavin as he is carted away. Watts continues to smirk sadistically as he nods his head, lifting the microphone to his lips, and continuing.

Andrew Watts: SCW??? I told you I would destroy you??? and this??? this was just a demo, there is much more to come. Everyone in SCW will bow down to Andrew Watts, and if they don???t.. they???ll be sent to spend some quality time with Gavin Stephens, and all of the other who get in my way. The Andrew Watts ERA started in SCW a while back??? but what many of you never realized, is that it???s still in full effect.

Watts smirks, dropping his microphone as he grabs Desiree by her long black hair, pulling her head back viciously and planting his lips against hers for a good four seconds in the center of the ring. He pulls away with a sadistic smirk still on his face, nodding his head. Watts stands center ring, Desiree at his side as Gavin is finally stretchered up the ramp and into the backstage area. Watts stands strong in the middle of the ring, and we can only wonder what more is to come from Andrew Watts??? and we can only hope that this madness comes to an end, before more are hurt like Gavin was tonight.




We move backstage to see Celeste North sitting in a dark room, with candles lit on the vanity. She has a book in front of her, and incense burning. A satchel rests to her right to which she pulls out a small glass jar along with a few random herbs. Taking a pinch of each herb, she drops them into the jar as she softly mutters to herself. Once she is finished, she tightly seals the jar, and looks a black lanyard through it, tucking it into her crop top. She closes her eyes as she takes a deep breath, breathing out all negativity.

Celeste: Great Goddess of day and night, Protect me with all your might. Great Goddess of day and night, Protect me with all your might. Great Goddess of day and night, Protect me with all your might. Great Goddess of day and night, Protect me with all your might.

Celeste gently takes a breath, her eyes still closed tightly as she softly mutters these words twice more under her breath. She pauses, and then opens her eyes. Turning the page of her book of shadows, she looks down at the page to glance over her next incantation silently before closing her eyes.

Celeste: In this place and in this hour. By the guardians of the secrets of the night. Take the keys to my heart. And close the doors of my mind. In this place and in this hour. By the guardians of the secrets of the night. Take the keys to my heart. And close the doors of my mind. In this place and in this hour. By the guardians of the secrets of the night. Take the keys to my heart. And close the doors of my mind. In this place and in this hour. By the guardians of the secrets of the night. Take the keys to my heart. And close the doors of my mind.

Celeste takes an unlit candle, dressing it in a scented oil, holding it up before her in a gesture of good faith. She then sets it down on the center of the vanity. Striking a match on the side of the vanity, she slowly brings it to the candle. She looks over to the right page and then studies it silently for a second before closing her eyes.

Celeste: The breath of life. And the light of my mind. Creates an enchantment. Of protection and comfort. As the air I breathe is purified. I surround myself with an orb of gold. This golden haze. Is constantly purified. And separated from any negativity. My my space be protected...

Celeste breathes a breath of relief as the camera twitches a bit, the image becomes hazy for a split second, the candles releasing a golden glow over her body each time it twitches. Once the camera refocuses, there is nothing special about the picture. Celeste reaches down and picks up an incense stick, gently bringing it to her nose to gather a wiff. She breathes a sigh of relief before slowly walking over toward the camera.

Celeste: I am now protected by the Goddess and many others. Bring your worst, Jessie, and I'll bring mine. Tonight, this ends...

With that, Celeste gently walks over to the door, holding it open for the cameraman, who politely exits the room. Celeste closes the door behind him.




Justin: The following contest is the Queen For The Day battle Royal with the last woman standing becoming the SCW Queen for a week.

Grow up by Paramore begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does Kate Steele along with her husband Todd Warren begins to emerge from the back curtain. Kate has a huge smile on her face as she stares at the roaring crowd who are all cheering her on. She begins to sprint down the aisle as she claps the hands of outstretched fans.

Justin: Introducing first from Berkshire, England, please welcome ???The Siren??? Kate Steele

Kate finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd cheering her on. She closes her eyes placing a single finger over her lips offering the Shhhh sound which all the fans follow in. She takes her place in the corner afterwards waiting for the match to begin.

Justin: Introducing her opponents, first from Dallas, Texas, Traci Patterson

Here Come The Boom - POD starts to play over the PA System and the fans get up to their feet. With that Traci and Katie walk out from behind the curtain. Traci then poses on the top of the stage with Katie points at Traci. The pair then walk down to the ring and slap fans hands as they do this. Katie then gets up on the apron and holds the ropes open for Traci. Traci then slips in and walks over to the corner. She then poses on the turnbuckles while Katie claps her. Traci then gets down and opens the ropes for Katie to leave before focusing on her opponent.

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

I can hear you breathing
Nobody here in the cradle does that anymore
How did you get in?
Will you help me?

The bassy sounds of the drums begins to play as the cello then kicks in over the p.a and finally the guitar kicks in as green lights swirls around the entrance. The song then kicks in and Amy rushes out holding her face and then suddenly stops half way down the ramp to reveal her face. She wears a black leather surgical face mask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Marshall is written in red and in Japanese.

Justin: from Juneau, Alaska, Amy Marshall

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: from Toronto, Ontario, Canada, Kahlan Bliss Fischer

Intro Riff of "Ex's & Oh's" cues as Purple strobe lights illuminate figure at the top of the ramp. Bliss tips her head back as the lights colour her face. She smiles wickedly before strutting down the ramp. Once at the ring she hops up on the apron, climbs in the ring. Once in the ring she climbs the turn-buckle and holds her hands up in predetermined victory

Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring (or depending on where Mercedes is when the ring announcer begins the introduction, Coming down the aisle, About to enter the ring, or Currently in the ring), from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 127 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for the match to begin.

Adams: Oh man, my eyes are very happy right now.

Simone: Just do me a favor and keep your hands on top of the table.

Adams: I can make no promises.

All five ladies are waiting for Drew Patton to get the match started as Mercedes locks eyes with Amy. The bell finally sounds as both ladies quickly go on the attack.

Amy gets the upper hand as she is pummeling Mercedes in the corner with vicious right hands. Across the ring, Traci Patterson has tossed Bliss across the ring with an exploder suplex. Kate is staying in the corner all four ladies have been paired off. Amy continues to slam her fight hand across the jawline of Mercedes as Drew is monitoring the fists closely. Mercedes does manage to block one of Amy???s punches, grab her around the neck and turn her into the corner. As she does this, Mercedes unloads with multiple backhand chops across the chest of Amy.

Adams: It didn???t take long for Amy and Mercedes to begin their attack on each other.

Simone: It looks like Kate is the smart one in this match.

Kahlan quickly hops back up to her feet as she catches Traci with a sharp forearm. The shot staggers her a bit as Kahlan follows up with a few more forearms before giving a primal yell for the audience. She bounces off the ropes and catches Traci with a spinning back elbow which knocks her down on her ass. While Kahlan is trying to regain her own balance, Kate springs out of the corner with a quick forearm shot of her own to her back. The shot shoots her forward a bit as Kate follows up with a quick single leg dropkick. After knocking Kahlan down, Kate quickly snaps off a low dropkick to the side of Traci???s face.

She jumps back up to her feet while sprinting over towards the corner where Amy and Mercedes are battling. Without even knowing she was coming, Mercedes sidesteps Kate as she leaps into the air and crashes down onto Amy with a modified corner splash. Amy droops down in the corner as Mercedes grabs Kate by the back of her tights and chunks her over the top rope.

Adams: Here we go, this could be our first elimination.

Kate somehow manages to land on the ring apron as she pulls herself back up to her feet. She is about to reenter the ring when Kahlan connects with a running drive-by style dropkick which sends Kate crashing down to the arena floor. The crowd lets out a collective gasp.

Justin: Kate Steele has been eliminated.

Adams: Wow, that didn???t take long.

Simone: It???s going to come down to these four ladies. Which one is going to walk out with the crown?

Adams: Remember folks, eliminations only occur when someone goes over the top rope.

As Kate Steele is walking up the ramp, Kahlan turns her attention to Mercedes as she lifts her up off the canvas. Right as Mercedes gets to her feet, Kahlan strikes her chest with a backhand chop which sounds like a pistol going off. More backhand chops ring through the arena as Mercedes???s chest is looking like a tomato. Mercedes fires back with a quick kick to the stomach which causes Kahlan to keel over. Mercedes hooks her with a front facelock as she looks to plant her face first but before she drops down. Traci comes over and crosses her arm over Mercedes while hooking Kahlan in a front facelock of her own. Both Traci and Mercedes look at each other before dropping backwards at the same time while planting Bliss face first. The crowd bursts into cheers as the former tag partners pulled off double team move.

They get back up to their feet and begin to celebrate a little while playing up the crowd. During this momentary lapse of judgment, Amy comes back into the picture by knocking both ladies down with a flying double clothesline. Amy quickly gets back up to her feet as she stomps both ladies a little. After laying a couple boots into Traci, she lifts her up to her knee before striking with a quick side kick to the side of her head. Traci falls backward as Amy begins to stalk Mercedes. As she is stalking Mercedes, she begins to slap the top of her knee signalling for Bad Girl. Mercedes is starting to stir as Amy slowly moves around but before she can snap it off. Kahlan springs off the second rope and catches Amy with a spinning roundhouse. The tip of her boot catches Amy across the jaw as she drops back down to the canvas. She quickly grabs her jaw as Bliss catches Mercedes with a quick snap DDT.

Adams: What a sequence? Traci and Mercedes worked together for a brief moment before Amy re-introduced herself into the match.

Simone: Who is going to win this one?

Kahlan walks over to the face down Traci and lifts her up. Kahlan is showing signs of a struggle while trying to get her up as Traci places her hands around Kahlan???s throat. She lifts her up into her air while walking her towards the ring ropes. Traci is looking to throw Kahlan down but as she is going over. Her boots catch Traci under the armpits as she flips her out of the ring. Both of Traci???s feet unfortunately touch the arena floor as Kahlan manages to hang onto the apron.

Justin: Traci Patterson has been eliminated.

Kahlan sarcastically blows Traci a kiss before sliding back into the ring under the bottom rope. She watches Traci leave the ringside area showing the signs of being upset. Bliss is using the ropes to get back up when Amy comes charging at her and driving her knee right into the spine of Kahlan. The initial impact stops her from standing up as Amy uses the middle rope as a springboard before coming down with the tip of her knee directly into her spine. Kahlan lets out a scream as Amy repeatedly kicks that same spot.

Simone: Amy is giving this rookie a real welcome.

Adams: I just hope Kahlan can walk after this assault.

As Amy is continuing her assault, Mercedes is currently back to a vertical base as a small stream of blood trickles out of her nose. Amy gives Kahlan one final kick before turning her attention back towards Mercedes. As she does turn around, Mercedes catches her with a quick superkick.

Simone: Be Still My Heart, I believe Mercedes got all of it.

The force from the kick sends Amy flying over the top rope as her back catches the ring apron.

Justin: Amy Marshall has been eliminated.

Mercedes leans against the ring ropes while trying to regain some composure before hooking Kahlan between the middle ropes. She pulls back a bit while placing a foot in the square of her back. Kahlan continues to scream in pain as Mercedes lets go while performing an inverted hot shot which causes a very nasty whiplash effect. Kahlan rolls onto her back while bowing up trying to relieve some pain. Mercedes runs her hand across her nose as blood covers her fingertips. As she sees the dark red liquid, her eyes seem to change while grabbing Kahlan by her tights and lifting her up off the canvas. Mercedes doesn???t even let go as she grabs a hold of her hand and hooks it between her legs. Mercedes then lifts her up before dropping her back first across her knee. Kahlan continues scream as Mercedes drops a quick knee across the face. She rolls through the move while popping back up onto her feet.

Adams: Mercedes has become a woman possessed.

Mercedes bends down to pick Kahlan up when ???Case of the Ex??? begins to blare over the loudspeakers. As the song is playing everyone snaps their head toward the stage as Mercedes lifts her head up. A loud gasp echoes through the arena as Zuri Chastain walks out onto the stage wearing her dark wrestling gear. Mercedes begins to shake her head while lifting Kahlan off the canvas. She goes to toss her over the ring ropes but Bliss counters it by nearly throwing Mercedes over them.

Simone: It???s Zuri! She is here at December 2 Dismember.

Adams: Why is she here?

Mercedes stops her momentum from going over the top rope as Kahlan leaps into the air while trying to hook her legs around her neck. Mercedes blocks the hurricanrana attempt by maneuvering Kahlan around while lying her back over her shoulders. She looks up toward Zuri before throwing Kahlan off her shoulders over the top rope. Kahlan smacks face first on the arena floor as Mercedes hasn???t taken her eyes off her nemesis.

Justin: here is your winner and the 2015 Queen of SCW, Mercedes Vargas

Drew Patton raises the arm of Mercedes as the crown is placed on her head. Zuri slowly starts to make her way down the ramp as Mercedes holds open the ring ropes while motioning for Zuri to get inside the ring.

Adams: Mercedes just won a match but looks like she wants to fight.

Simone: Wouldn???t you if your nemesis makes an unexpected appearance?

Zuri stops midway while pointing at Mercedes. Mercedes??? music begins to play as the cameras cut away from both ladies staring each other down.




The SCW Tron switches to showcase the backstage rec area of the TD Place Arena, and immediately the fans begin cheering as they see former three-time World Tag Team Champion, and former Internet Champion, Despayre seated cross-legged on the leather cushioned sofa, holding a View-Master toy up to his eyes. Other Superstars and Bombshells are in this area, but closest to him would be his own father, Synn, who was keeping a close watch on him while his mother and grandmother were out at ringside in their VIP seats, awaiting his match.

Just to Despayre's right, seated on a cushion of his own, sits the perpetual teddy bear companion, Angel, sporting a Mikah t shirt and Roxi Johnson ball cap. From behind his View-Master, Despayre addresses his plush pal...

Despayre: You know, I still say you shouldn't wear both of those at the same time. ... because they cancel each other out, that's why!

He clicks down on the View-Master's little yellow handle to change the picture slide, when he gasps and lowers it to stare at the teddy bear.

Despayre: Oh yeah! Well you're another, that's what you are! And don't think I can't do it either!

That being said, Despayre raises the toy back over his eyes and clicks it again, stating calmly.

Despayre: Well it made sense to me.

Into the scene steps the comely reporter, Pussy Willow...

Pussy Willow: What did?

Despayre: What I just said.

Pussy Willow: What did you just say?

Despayre huffs and lowers the View-Master again.

Despayre: I said...

He looks up and sees who he was actually speaking to.

Despayre: WHOA!!!

And he jumps back into the corner of the couch, his yes wide as saucers as he stares down the blonde reporter, trying his best to shove himself deeper into the sofa's cushions and not be seen! Pussy Willow blinks...

Pussy Willow: Is something wrong, Despy?

Despayre: You're not gonna KISS me are you!?

Pussy Willow: Of course not!

She then smiles and leans in with a coy twinkle in her eyes.

Pussy Willow: Would you like me to?

Despayre: NO!!!

Pussy Willow stands upright and looks to Synn who just shakes his head.

Synn: You'll have to forgive him. This is usually the time of year he gets kisses from ladies whether he likes it or not.

Despayre: Yeah and you're usually behind it!

He accuses his father. Synn smiles, not denying it, and turns back to Pussy.

Pussy Willow: Well not to worry. All I am here is to see if you were ready for your big King For A Day match coming up soon.

Despayre nods with a smile.

Despayre: Ready, willing, and possibly able!

He then frowns.

Despayre: Except for...

Pussy Willow: Except for what?

Despayre: Well, I'm not afraid of any of those guys. I've wrestled Kris Halc and Steve Ramone before. I beat Casey Williams who beat CJ Sharpe so not worried there. Dunno who the Chinese guy is...

Synn: Japanese.

Despayre: That's what I said. He doesn't seem too interested in even being around anyone. Rude! But that Chris Shields...

Pussy Willow: Does he concern you?

Despayre: Not really, no. `Cept he seems less worried about the match and more worried if I think he's attractive or not.

Pussy Willow: Yes, he seems to feel that way about all of his opponents, if they find him good looking or not. So... d you?

Despayre: No! I think girls are pretty, not boys!

Synn shrugs.

Synn: Personally I find him pretty damn hot.

Pussy Willow and Despayre both glance up at Synn who just shrugs and smirks. Pussy Willow then looks back to Despayre and winks.

Pussy Willow: Well if that's how you feel, how about that Christmas kiss?

Despayre: NO!!!

Despayre grabs Angel and takes off! Pussy Willow looks to Synn and giggles.

Pussy Willow: That was fun.

Synn: It usually is.

And he walks off camera to go find his son.




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

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, two of the figures pull their hoods back, yanking their masks off to reveal...

Justin: Introducing the challengers! At a combined weight of 380 pounds, the team of Tim Staggs and Connor Murphy -- The Nobodies!

Tim and Connor jump onto the ring apron and step through the ropes. Tim paces back and forth, and the lights turn up and Connor positions himself in the corner. Tim 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 their opponents...!

"The End" by Roadrunner United begins to play as the houselights dim, Axel and Brody step out to a chorus of cheers, the two stand on the stage looking around at the audience. After a moment they turn to one another, raising their arms up and slap hands as the two glare at one another, the two then step away and walk down the aisle way with Axel acknowledging the crowd more than Brody.

Justin: They are the World Tag Team Champions! At a combined weight of 516 pounds, Ethan Brody and Landon Axel -- Guns For Hire!

Ethan steps up onto the ring apron whilst Axel climbs the steps and walks along the apron to the opposite apron, Brody steps in as Axel climbs the rungs of the turnbuckle and points out at the crowd with Brody standing near the ropes with his arms raised, Axel steps on the top rope and jumps into the ring. The two step into their assigned corner as the referee walks over to them as the music slowly fades away. They pass their belts to the referee who shows them to the two Nobodies across the ring, then holds the titles up high for all to see.

Adams: This is going to be great! I love tag title matches!

And the official calls for the bell!

DING DING DING

Ethan starts in the ring with Connor. Connor and Ethan lock up and Ethan uses his strength advantage to push Connor back towards the ropes. Jacob calls for a break and Ethan listens but Connor nails Ethan with a shot to jaw, sending him backwards. Jacob warns Connor but he shrugs at Jacob and goes on the attack, catching him with another shot the jaw and sending him further backwards. Connor charges and cracks Ethan in the noses with a sharp forearm smash. Ethan hits the canvas and Connor starts to stomp on him. He picks Ethan to his feet and throws him in to the corner. Ethan hits the back hard and Connor moves in and lifts a knee to Ethan's midsection, catching him hard. Connor catches him with a second and third. He grabs Ethan by the head and charges out, planting him with a bulldog. Connor rolls Ethan on to his back and goes for the cover and Jacob drops down to make the count

1...
2....

Ethan pushes Connor off with force.

Adams: Takes a lot more than that to beat a champion.

Connor lifts Ethan to his feet and grabs his arm and pulls him in for a short armed clothesline but Ethan ducks and moves behind Connor. he spins Connor around and lifts him up with a spinebuster, rattling the ring on impact. Ethan takes a deep breath as he pulls Connor to his feet and bend him over. He lifts Connor up and drops him with a gutbuster, driving the knee in to Connor's stomach. Connor rolls over holding his gut but Ethan moves in towards Connor, lifting him up against the ropes and slams an opened hand chop in to Connor's chest. Connor stumbles away but Ethan bends him forward, pulling him in a pump handle position before lifting him up and dropping him with a pumphandle slam! Ethan hooks the leg and Jacob drops down to make the count

1...
2....

Connor kicks out.

Simone: Sharp kick out from Connor.

Connor crawls away but Ethan moves in close. Connor gets to his feet and drops Ethan with a drop toehold, Ethan falling on the middle rope. Connor gets to his feet and puts his knee on Ethan's back, forcing his neck in to the ropes. The referee starts his five count and Connor breaks at four before flashing Jacob a look. He picks Ethan up and pulls him to his corner, reaching out and tagging in Tim. Tim steps in the ring and Connor holds Ethan's arms behind his back. Tim fires off a shot to the ribs and Jacob orders him out of the ring. Connor steps out of the ring and Tim goes on the attack. Ethan turns his back and Tim wraps his arms around him and lifts him over with a German suplex, crashing the bigger Ethan in to the canvas. Tim gets to his feet as Ethan holds the back of his head.

Adams: I dunno where Tim found the strength for that, but I'll have a pint of whatever he's on.

He pulls Ethan to his feet and throws him in to the ropes. As Ethan comes back, Tim ducks his head and lifts Ethan over with a backbody drop, dropping him hard to the canvas. Ethan gets to his feet holding his back and Tim kicks him hard in the gut, hooking up both his arms, before dropping him down with a double arm DDT. Tim rolls Ethan on to his back and goes for the pin. Jacob drops down to make the count

1...
2....

Ethan powers out.

Simone: Ethan needs to make the tag.

Ethan pulls himself towards the corner, but Tim gets to his feet, grabbing his foot. Ethan rolls on to his back and kicks Tim in the chest. Tim steps away as Ethan gets himself back to his feet. Tim steps back in to Ethan but is met with a rocking right hand. Tim stumbles back in shock, but Ethan steps forward and wraps his hand around Tim throat before lifting him up with a quick chokeslam, causing the fans to cheer!

Adams: Rarely used Ethan Brody move, but when it is, it looks like it could mix your spine up like an Eton Mess.

Ethan pulls himself over Tim and Jacob drops down to make the count

1...
2....

Tim gets a shoulder up.

Simone: Ethan nearly put him away with that chokeslam!

Ethan crawls to his corner, reaching out and tagging in Landon! Landon charges in the ring like a man on fire, taking down Tim with a hard right hand as Tim get to his feet. Tim hits the canvas and bounces back to his feet, only to be met with another stinging right hand. Connor hurriedly climbs into the ring and tries to jump him but big Landon brings a boot up and Connor runs right into it face-first!

Adams: Landon is on fire!

Connor rolls back out to his corner as Landon Irish whips Tim into the ropes and scoops him up on the rebound into a shoulder haul and plants him into the canvas with a power slam! Landon with the cover!

1.....
2.....
Connor breaks it up!

Landon grabs Tim and sends him hard into the challengers' own corner, then grabs Connor and flips him over the top and into the ring the hard way!

Adams: Was that a legal tag!?

Simone: As far as Landon is concerned, it was!

Landon takes hold of Connor and drags him over to his corner and tags Ethan back into the match.

Simone: This may be a mistake, bringing Ethan Brody back into the match so soon.

Landon scoop slams Connor onto the mat, then Ethan rebounds into the ropes and Landon picks his partner up into a wheel barrow and drops him right across Murphy's sternum! Landon ducks out as Ethan remains atop for the pin!

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

Ethan sends Connor into the corner and charges in, but Connor brings both feet up, kicking him down to the mat! Connor makes the tag to Tim who climbs into the ring and charges Brody, but is caught in a power slam and cover!

1.....
2.....
Tim kicks out!

Ethan beckons Landon back inside and he tucks Tim's head between his knees and picks him up for a powerbomb...

Adams: They're going for GFH!

But as Landon prepares to add his neckbreaker to the maneuver, Connor dives into the ring and clips Ethan's leg out from under him! Brody crumbles to his back with Tim coming down on top of him, knees to shoulders! Tim thinks fast and hooks his leg, leaning forward!

1.....
2.....
Landon tries to break it up but Connor tackles him to the mat and holds him!
3!

DING! DING! DNG!

Adams: I don't believe it! I do not believe it!

Jacob takes the tag title belts from ringside and presents them to an astounded Tim Staggs and Connor Murphy!

Simone: Believe it! We have brand new World Tag Team Champions!

Justin: The winners of the match, and NEW SCW World Tag Team Champions -- Tim Staggs and Connor Murphy -- THE NOBODIES!

The crowd boos (although there are some cheers) as Tim and Connor raise their title belts high in celebration!

Adams: THAT'S what shocks me! Tim Staggs is a champion!




The crowd is still mourning the loss of the tag titles from Guns For Hire when we move backstage. Standing by is Pussy Willow, with a microphone in hand. She is eagerly awaiting the arrival of the new tag champions when Celeste North, Alexis Edwards, and Tessa Flannigan rush past her, almost cutting her off entirely as the curtains fly open. The crowd roars in boos as Tim Staggs holds his tag belt high in the air, helping Connor walk along, a bit winded as he goes. Connor raises his belt up high as he pushes off of Tim, stumbling into an embrace from Tessa. Tim gets patted on the back by Alexis and Celeste as he takes one spin around. However, as he slowly reveals his face to the camera, he is wearing a grim expression on his face, almost sour in nature. Pussy Willow allows the celebration to continue for a moment before approaching them, "The Nobodies" by Marilyn Manson still playing in the background.

Pussy: What an impressive and unexpected win by The Nobodies tonight!

Tim: Unexpected? Anybody with half a brain saw that coming! ... But then again, I guess that speaks volumes about the intellect of this place as a whole, huh?

Pussy: I wasn't implying... Never mind. Congratulations on bringing two more championship belts to The Nobodies. It was well earned.

Tim and Connor both snort at the idea as they clink their belts together. Connor takes a step forward, looking Pussy up and down before leaning in to the microphone a bit.

Connor: We barely broke a sweat there. I've had some easy matches in my career, but...

Connor whistles as he looks over to Tim, who simply shakes his head. He brushes past Connor, and rubs a bit of sweat from his upper lip.

Tim: I told everybody here, many times over, that these titles would be going home with us tonight, and look what's about to happen. Are they going home with Ethan Brody? Landon Axel? No, they will be firmly placed around our waists, awaiting the arrival of our new nameplates.

Alexis: Tonight is our night. Celeste will tear Jessie Salco apart, and I'll obviously retain my title against Lyah Lindburg. This night belongs to The Nobodies.

Celeste: Right now, it's all about these two, even if it is titles that literally nobody gives a shit about. Literally.

The group shares a chuckle, looking to one another as Tim takes a deep breath.

Tim: You're right. Nobody cares about these belts. Before five minutes ago, I sure the hell didn't. But now, Nobody cares.

Pussy: You already said that.

Tim: Read between the lines, Pussy. NOBODY cares, as in The Nobodies. These titles have essentially been the titles for Sinful Obsession, Blood Omen, and Young Money. Now that none of those teams are around, nobody cares about them. Even the last champions before Guns For Hire didn't care enough to respect the rules and keep the belts around their waists for a substantial amount of time. That was, until now. We're going to challenge every team here... oh... wait.

Tim laughs out loud as he reaches over to playfully tap Connor on the shoulder. Connor nearly doubles over in fake laughter, letting his belt dangle from his hand, and to the ground.

Tim: There are no teams, which is why we were even handed the title opportunity to begin with, and we didn't even have to earn it. From here on out, it will be Guns For Hire and Lethal Lottery for other poor saps who aren't good enough to go for real championships. We are going to dub these the Nobody Championships.

Tessa: I like the sound of that!

With that, The Nobodies make their exit from the interview area, laughing and making jokes as they go along. The camera catches a glimpse of Tim and Connor dumping their belts in the trash can as one of them is heard saying "What a crock of shit." However, as they team rounds the corner, Tim stops, staring down to a glowing light at the end of the hallway. Something about it seems to slowly draw him in as he separates from the rest of the group. As he approaches the light, he stands there, almost in a daze as a hand reaches out and grabs him!

Adams: What was that?!

Simone: I'm not sure, but that can't be good!




We cut to the backstage area where Pussy Willow is standing by with Chris Shields, decked out in special purple and gold gear, complete with a royal robe and crown, as he's clearly dressed up for the King for a day match.

Pussy: Chris Shields, in just a little bit, you're set to compete in the King For a Day match, any plans on what you'll do if you win the match?

Shields: Few plans actually. For one, I can say now that every single men's title will be on the line. I could give myself a match for every title, but that's not me.

Pussy: So which title will you go after?

Shields: That's where it gets fun. I am not gonna be picking. The SCW fans will choose. If, well when I win the King For a Day match, I'll put up a poll on twitter asking which title I should challenge for. Whichever one the fans pick, that's what I'm going after.

Pussy: And the other title matches?

Shields: This is a company based out of Vegas, so I figure, let's leave those matches up to chance. I'm going to take a bunch of possible matches and put them into a hat, draw one out, and that's the match. I'll then do the same for the challenger or challengers, depending on what the match is. Maybe we'll see a five man ladder match for the World title. Maybe we get a falls count anywhere match for the Internet title. We could have a battle royal for the Roulette title. Anything is possible. One thing is guaranteed though, it's gonna be one hell of a show.

Pussy: It does sound fun. Good luck tonight.

Shields: Thanks.

Shields gave a simple head nod and then made his way towards the ring.




Justin: The following match is a battle royal, to determine who will become the King of a Day!! To win the match, you have to eliminate every opponent by throwing him over the top rope!! Whomever is the sole survivor gets to choose what title he will get an automatic title shot for!!!

Adams: We already know that!!!

Justin: Currently in the ring are the three following superstars!!! Standing in at 5???11 and weighing in at 197 pounds!! Hailing from Oslo, Norway!!! CJ Sharpe!! His opponent, standing in at 6???3 and weighing in at 203 poudns!! Hailing from Dallax, Texas!!! Chris Shields!! Also already in the ring, standing in at 6???3 and weighing in at 217 pounds!! Hailing from Los Angeles, California!! And finally!! Standing in at 6???2 and weighing in at 237 pounds!! From Tokyo, Japan!! Jin Watanabe!!!

The pulsating beat of Orgy's "Opticon" begins to sound over the public address system of the arena. The fans turn their attention to the stage atop the entry ramp and their wait is soon rewarded. Accompanied by Synn, Despayre steps out onto the stage, holding his teddy bear, Angel, by the fuzzy arm in one hand, with Synn at his side and they are greeted enthusiastically with cheers.

Justin: Accompanied to the ring by Angel and Synn! From Vancouver, British Columbia, weighing 168 pounds -- Despayre!

Despayre holds his teddy bear pal up for the fans, and is rewarded with cheers and chants of "Angel!" "Angel!", and the "trio" begin their descent towards the ring.

Synn climbs up onto the ring apron and holds the ropes open for Despayre to carefully climb through, then the father figure steps inside himself. Despayre holds Angel up high over his head until Synn escorts him over to his respective corner for the start of the match.

Justin: Their opponent!! Standing in at 5???7 and weighing in at 168 pounds!! Hailing from Vancouver, British Columbia!!! Despayre!!!!

"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 first air guitaring to the song before he is joined by Andreas and Cyrus, the three men ignore the fans at ringside whilst they walk down to the ringside as Steve sings along to the lyrics before they reach the ringside area where Cyrus and Andreas enter the ring first followed by Steve, they pose for the crowd before they turn to the ramp and trashtalk their opponents before forcing the ref to get in between them in order to prevent a brawl between them and his opponents

Justin: And their final opponent!! Standing in at 6???0 and weighing in at 200 pounds!! The Fearless One!!! Steve Ramone!!!

Simone: Six men, one goal to eliminate everyone and become the new number one contender for the championship belt of their choosing!!!

Adams: Who will it be??? I just hope it won???t be that scary CJ Sharpe

Simone: Why not???

Adams: He gives me the creeps!!!

The bell rings as all six men go at it

DING DING DING

We see the rookie Chris Shields go after the veteran Despayre, as the member of the sins trades blows with the newcomer who is trying to make a quick name for himself. He whips Despayre into the ropes and hits him with a dropkick that sends Despayre into the ropes. There on the other side of the ring we see Ramone, Kris Halc and CJ Sharpe work on Watanabe as he is the most powerful of them all. Trying to get underneath him as Halc holds him by the legs as Sharpe and Ramone push him upwards in the air. Watanabe tries to fight it off with some heavy forearm shots to Sharpe, who staggers backwards. But then runs towards the four men and leapfrogs over Halc and into Watanabe. Causing the Japanese superstar to fall down hard, clutching on to his stomach as the fans in the arena are cheering this on. Sharpe believes that he can finish Watanabe off on his own as he tries to lift him up to his feet and sets him up for a Suplex, where he is trying to suplex the bigger and heavier Japanese superstar out of the ring. But instead of him lifting the Japanese superstar up in the air, it is Watanabe that blocks him and hoists him up with ease while walking towards the ring ropes.

Simone: We may be witnessing the first elimination of the match after just a few minutes!!!

Watanabe drops Sharpe, who somehow manages to land on the ring apron as Watanabe takes a few steps backwards and sets Sharpe up for a big boot to the face. But just as he is about to do so, it is Kris Halc that charges in on him from behind and grabs him by the pants and tosses him over the top rope as CJ Sharpe sidesteps and pulls down the top rope. Causing the Japanese superstar to hit the concrete floor face first as he is the first one to be eliminated.

Justin: The first wrestler to be eliminated is Jin Watanabe!!! We are now down to five superstars!!

CJ Sharpe is looking back at Watanabe and points to his head as if to say that he outsmarted the Japanese superstar. Taking his eyes off the men inside the ring as suddenly Steve Ramone executes a picture perfect dropkick that sends Sharpe to the outside on top of Watanabe as both men are now eliminated.

Justin: The second wrestler to be eliminated is CJ Sharpe!! We are now down to four superstars!!!

Adams: We are down to the final four!!!!

Kris Halc and Steve Ramone look at each other before turning their attention towards Chris Shields and Despayre, Chris has Despayre throat first on the top rope, choking him out as he has his arms locked around the neck and head area of the former Internet champion. Ramone tells Halc to help out with Shields to eliminate both men before fighting it out with each other as Halc agrees. Slowly they creep up on the two men as Halc blasts Shields across the back, causing him to let go off Despayre as Halc batters the newcomer with rights and lefts. Ramone on the other hand charges in on Despayre and jumps over the top rope as he lands on the ring apron while grabbing the head of the former Internet champion and dropping him back first onto the canvas. He then jumps the ropes and executes a legdrop from the top rope and onto Despayre. On the othe side of the ring we see Kris Halc execute an Irish Whip as he bends down for a Back Body Drop, only to have Chris Shields leapfrog over him and runs to the other side as he ducks a clothesline from Halc and grabs the arm as he jumps upwards and locks his legs around the other arm of Halc and uses his weight to force Halc to try maintain his balance. Halc staggers backwards as he walks up to the ropes. There Shields leans over the top rope and grabs the middle rope as he locks his legs around the waist of Halc. Trying to pull him over the top rope as Halc somehow manages to turn around and drops backwards as he delivers a modified suplex to the newcomer. Who comes crashing down hard on the canvas with his ribs as he holds on to them with a look of pain on his face.

Adams: Wow!!! Nice counter from Halc!!

Kris turns his attention towards Ramone, who is trying to dump Despayre out of the ring as he is holding on to his upper body, while Despayre has his feet wrapped around the ropes for extra leverage. We can see Synn on the outside, holding on to Angel who is cheering Despayre on. Kris takes that as a cue to help out Ramone as he grabs Despayre by the legs as he is trying to get him loose from the ropes.

Simone: Despayre looks to be in trouble!!!

Despayre tries to fight off Ramone and Halc, he pounds away at the head of Ramone before kicking Halc in the face. He gets back in the ring and looks at Synn as he asks him for Angel.

Adams: What is he doing???

Synn hands him Angel as Ramone grabs him from behind and locks him in a German Suplex position. He lifts him up and releases him as Despayre somehow manages to land on his feet and charges in on Ramone with Angel, as he aims to whack Ramone with the Teddy bear. But Ramone ducks and that causes Despayre to hit Halc right in the face with Angel. This causes Hal to stagger into the ropes where Shields runs up towards him and executes a cross body block. Sending Halc and him over the top rope as Shields manages to hold on as Halc falls hard on the outside and is being eliminated from the contest.

Justin: The third elimination of the match is Kris Halc!!! There are only three more wrestlers left!!!!

Simone: Wow!! This is a big moment for Shields, this early in his SCW career. Eliminating a former Internet champion and still in the running for the opportunity to become the King of the Day!!!

Shields laughs at Halc as he slowly climbs back in the ring, watching as Ramone tries to execute a flying forearm to Despayre. Only to have him sidestep the Fearless One and drop him face first into the canvas. There Despayre gets up and grabs Ramone as he hoists him up over his shoulder and looks at the crowd as they know what is going to happen

Adams: Beware the Stare!!!

Just before he is going to hit his finisher on Ramone, it is Shields that charges in on him with a dropkick. Sending him into the turnbuckles, that causing Ramone to hit the turnbuckles spine first as the impact causes him to hang upside down.his legs somehow tied up to the steel rope. Shields then starts to kick Ramone in the midsection several times before lifting his upper body up from the position that he is in and sets him up into a sitting position on the turnbuckles where he executes a dropkick that sends Ramone crashing down hard on the concrete floor.

Justin: The next wrestler to be eliminiated is Steve Ramone: The one person who eliminates the other wrestler will become the winner of this match!!!

Shields turns around and getst he teddy bear thrown right into his hands, followed up by Despayre that kicks Shields in the midsection. Causing him to let go off the teddy bear as Despayre catches Angel. He looks at him and asks if he is ok before putting him down on the canvas and grabbing Shields and spins him around before whipping him over the top rope. There Shields manages to grab hold off the ropes and lands on the apron before looking towards Despayre, who throws Angel high in the air. Causing Shields to be distracted as he looks up, only to be nailed by a Despayre dropkick that sends him into the barricades. Just as Despayre looks up, he sees Angel falling down again and catches him as he embraces his teddy bear.

Justin: The winner of the match and The King for a Day!!!! Despayre!!!

Despayre???s music hits as he and Angel slide out of the ring as they walk to the back followed by Synn.

Simone: What did we just witness????




Mikah is seen backstage sitting on a crate and leaning back up against the wall. She had her legs expertly crossed and her championship was slung over her right shoulder. She looked ready to compete for her match against Melanie Gabrielle when the camera zooms in to see Drake Green???s locker room just off to the right of her. She looks down the hallway before smirking to herself as she sees the Heavyweight Champion walking in her general direction. Or probably to his locker room. She doesn???t move as she gets a little more comfortable on the crate as she looks idly at her nails before looking up to see Drake standing almost in front of her, an eyebrow raised in her direction.

Mikah: Surprised to see me, Drakey?

Mikah smirks at him as she leans forward a little bit before looking over at the door to his locker room.

Mikah: This time, it???s not a mistake or by chance that I???m this close to your locker room. I was actually waiting to see when you???d show up. Because I just wanted to see how it felt to be the second best champion in the company.

She flashes him a smile as she looks at him, her eyes looking into his a bit.

Mikah: So, how does it feel?

She looks to him again, waiting for his answer. He rolls his eyes before addressing her.

Drake: I wouldn???t know.

He flashes a quick smile at her. She lets a laugh roll off of her tongue as she tilts her head to her side and openly looks him over.

Mikah: I???m sure you would. I mean, I AM the only champion that SCW has employed that???s held a championship for six months, currently. So that makes you second best???

She tucks her hair behind her ears before winking at him.

Mikah: Also, I wanted to see how your head was doing???.I mean, it would be so horrible if you couldn???t compete tonight. And Marky Mark had to strip you of the championship. I???d feel so. . .so???

She pauses for a moment, bringing the right side of her bottom lip in between her teeth for a moment.

Mikah: So sad.

She pouts her bottom lip out at him for a moment before offering him another smile.

Mikah: So how do you feel? Jet-laggy? Dizzy? Nauseous? You know, I beat a nurse here in my first match, that makes me qualified for that job.

She bats her long lashes at him for a moment, leaning forward even more her hands gripping the edge of the crate.

Drake: Is there something that I can help you with? Because, honestly, you???re kinda boring.

He goes to push past her and get to his room. She sticks one of her legs out to stop him, looking at him a small glint in her eyes.

Mikah: Actually. . .what are your plans after you lose that championship to Goth? I mean, it is due time that you lose it. Because past history says. . .

Mikah raises her eyebrows again before shrugging her shoulders.

Mikah: Are you going back to being Mr. Dollar Bin Movie Guy?

She looks at him, a smirk planted on her face and a mischievous glint in her eyes.

Drake: Yes actually. My first movie is a biopic about the biggest slut I???ve ever known. It???s call Mikah Crush Monday.

She laughs again before tilting her head to the side again.

Mikah: I???m so glad you like my Mikah Crush Monday posts, but Drake, nobody wants to know what you doodle your noodle to.

She winks at him again before taking a breath as she openly looks him over.

Mikah: Are you sad that your pathetic little girlfriend doesn???t ManCrushMonday you?

She pouts her bottom lip out at him again and bats her eyes at him. He can???t help but laugh.

Drake: Really? Is that why you came over here? Do you really think I care? Or are you just jealous and you???re trying to offer me an alternative?

She raises an eyebrow at him before hopping down off of the crate and stepping closer to him, removing the personal bubble that was between them. She looks up at him, her eyes looking into his as she brings her bottom lip back in between her teeth. She hesitates momentarily before poking him in the chest

Mikah: Are you saying you...want an alternative?

She bats her eyes at him, leaning closer to him so that she could almost feel his breath on her. She looks up at him again, chewing on her bottom lip.He drops his bag and quickly shoves her against the wall, holding her there, and leans in close to her.

Drake: Is this what you want?

He leans in close, keeping his lips just inches from hers. Her eyes widen a bit in surprise as she looks into her eyes. She tries to steady her breath a bit but it catches in her throat as she swallows a bit.

Mikah: Is--is that what you want, Drake?

She looks up at him again, a bit of a different look in her eyes than before. He smiles, still keeping his right in front of hers.

Drake: No. You???re not good enough.

He pushes off of her, picking up his bag again.

Drake: Now get the fuck out of my way.

She stands there frozen for a moment, full of shock. She takes a deep breath and after standing there for what feels like a full minute she then leans over the crate and grabs her championship belt. She looks him over once more before lowering her eyes and going to walk down the hallway, only stopping to fix the bottoms of her attire. Drake smiles to himself as she walks away before opening up his dressing room door and walking in, shutting the door behind him.




With 'Stoner' Scott Oliver standing in front of an SCW banner hanging as a backdrop, the SCW Internet Champion Sean Jackson is standing alongside in an Italian made suit with the Internet Championship draped over his shoulder. Also in the picture is Sean's advocate and attorney, Marshall Owens who is also wearing a suit.

Upon recieving his cue, 'Stoner' starts his interview.

Stoner: "Sean Jackson, later on tonight you will be engaging Lord Raab in what can only be described as one of the most brutal matches imaginable..."

As 'Stoner' is speaking, the Mental Rapist turns to face the backstage interviewer with a unique smile on his face. It is unique because it appears that he is enjoying the idea of facing another person in an inferno match.

Stoner: "As a wall of fire will encircle the six sides of..."

It doesn't take long before the Internet Champion interjects himself.

Jackson: "Thank you Captain Obvious for pointing out what everybody already knows. It IS an inferno match which means fire is going to be involved..."

'Stoner' rolls his eyes.

Jackson: "So stop insulting the limited intelligence of these Ottawa slack jaws and conduct a real interview."

'Stoner' nods as if, challenge accepted.

Stoner: "After weeks of threats aimed at the company, you finally get the match you wanted against Lord Raab. However, he chose the stipulation of making this an inferno match where..."

Again, Sean Jackson interjects himself.

Jackson: "Where the winner sets the loser on fire, again, even these Ottawa slack jaws have that figured out Stoner. But what they don't have figured out is why I'm not concerned..."

The Dallas native turns to face the camera.

Jackson: "And that will be made painfully obvious later on tonight when I have set that sorry excuse for a monster on fire. For you see Stoner, a real life monster is feared in this business. A real life monster haunts your dreams, haunts your very existence, makes you afraid to even close your eyes."

The camera pans in tight on the Mental Rapist.

Jackson: "He will target little girls, he will target fans, and he will set pretenders on fire. Unlike you Raab, I am someone to fear in this sport because I have targeted the daughter of Simon Jones, I have put Justin Halliwell, Jamie Dean, and Drake Green in the hospital...just as I will..."

The Internet Champion reaches inside his pocket and retrieves a zippo lighter. At that same moment, Marshall Owens hands him a fake mask that is eerily similar to Lord Raab's. Holding the mask in his hand, Sean flicks on the flame and moves it towards the mask, setting it on fire.

Jackson: "Set you on fire."

'Stoner can only watch in horror as the mask begins to go up in flames, slow at first before racing up and licking at the fingers of the Internet Champion. Before the flame has a chance to burn him, Sean lets it fall to the floor.

Stoner: "Jesus Sean, how can you possibly enjoy setting another man on fire? it's, it's barbaric."

Jackson: "Hey, you can blame the village idiot for that. He could have chosen any stipulation that he wanted, but no, he chose to have an inferno match and now he has to live with the consequences of that choice."

Thus the million dollar smirk emerges.

Jackson: "Which by my calculations, won't nearly be as long as poor Samuel will want. That's right Stoner, because of another ill-advised Raab decision, I get a two for one out of this deal by not only destroying Raab, but the love of his life Samuel as well."

The Mental Rapist turns his attention back to Stoner.

Jackson: "And believe me, tonight will be the death blow to that relationship because unless Samuel enjoys playing hide the vienna sausage with a corpse made of ashes..."

'Stoner' now has a look of sheer horror on his face. In no way could he have seen the interview going in this direction.

Jackson: "There will be no way that relationship continues. But Raab has no one to blame but himself. He was the one who stupidly tried to tackle the biggest dog in the yard, in order to make himself look stronger in the eyes of Samuel..."

Stoner: "Now wait a minute Sean, you did just as much to make this match happen as anyone. In fact, you threw ultimatum after ultimatum...

Jackson: "So what if I did? I was more than justified in doing so. Lord Raab was beneath me, not even in my league, but it didn't stop him from calling me out by name. He lucked his way into the world heavyweight championship and then went out of his way to antagonize me but rubbing it in my face. I tried to let it go, but Raab kept pushing the issue and here we find ourselves...."

The fire, which had consumed the fake Raab mask is now out, but smoke is still lifting from off of the charred remains. The Internet Champion uses a pen from Marshall's pocket to pick the mask up from the empty eye hole. He then shows the charred remains to the camera.

Jackson: "Rapidly approaching that moment where Raab really has to step into the ring with me, knowing that I'm going to set him on fire. Pay very close attention to this mask Raab, because it represents your future, as well as the death of your career. After I bury my knee into the back of your skull, sending you to lights out land..."

Marshall Owens now has a huge smile on his face. This is a sanctioned match by Sin City Wrestling, which means his client can get away with anything he damn well pleases.

Jackson: "I will drag your lifeless body over to the flames, sacrificing it for my own sick enjoyment. Then as the millions of flickering tongues from my new best friend consumes you, I will entertain the howls which will escape your lips, filling the ears of your lover Samuel who will most certainly feel your pain."

The Dallas native points towards the camera.

Jackson: "Your pain Raab, pain administered from an entity that does not lie. For you see, fire is pure, it always tells the truth and tonight, that truth will be your career coming to an end."

He pauses for a moment, just to let his last statement sink in.

Jackson: "Whether you want to believe it or not."

With that, Sean and Marshall step away, leaving 'Stoner' by himself in front of the camera.

Stoner: "Back to you Jason and Belinda."




All of the lights in the building slowly fade out, leaving the arena cloaked in darkness. Then the voices of little girls is heard over the speakers, reciting;

"'B' is for 'Baby' ... 'F' is for 'Fear'
Beware for the children ... The evil draws near."

The screen above the ramp then flickers to life with the image of a music box. The video ends and are replaced by the ominous melodies of O Fortuna (Carmina Burana). A select stage light ignites over the ramp, illuminating the lone figure standing atop the stage, as stoic and pale as an ivory statue. Poised and ready, brother Grimm raises his head and slowly begins the descent towards the ring, paying no mind to the fans who watch with awe in their eyes as this enigmatic figure passes them, leaving a chill to many a spine in his wake.

Justin: Making his way down the aisle ... from the Other Side of Darkness, weighing 246 pounds, he is Brother Grimm!

Arriving at ringside, Brother Grimm pauses and casts a sidelong glance at the fans seated at ringside, staring them down until the fans hurriedly break eye contact. Only then does Grimm show the faintest trace of a devilish smirk before he turns back to the ring. Gripping the middle rope with his hand, he hauls himself up onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes. Grimm begins to remove his attire to reveal an ivory-white and muscled upper body adorned with faint scars. He passes his armor and tunic out to the attendant, then turns back, ready to start the match.

Simone: Brother Grimm has been in a great many matches as both a former Roulette and Tag Team Champion, but this match has to be, without a doubt, the biggest in his career! Don't you think Ja-Jason? Will you get out from under this table!?

Adams: Oo! Someone's recently shaved her legs-OUCH!!!

The intro of "Simon Says" By Drain STH plays over the arena's PA system, prompting Simon Jones to walk through the curtains and out onto the stage, to a cheer from the fans.

Justin: His opponent hails from Birmingham, England, weighing 225 pounds ... Simon Jones!

As he makes his way towards the ring, Simon slaps hands with some of the fans on either side of the aisle. After arriving at the ringside area, Simon climbs the steps up onto the ring apron, then steps through the ropes, and as he does so he glances to his left, then to his right, before walking to the side of the ring closest to the camera and pausing to look out at the crowd. Simon then turns around and walks towards the opposite side of the ring, but before he reaches the ropes, he turns to his right and heads for the corner of the ring, where he climbs to the second turnbuckle, to further cheers and applause from the fans.

Simone: For the life of me, I can not imagine how this one is going to go. Simon Jones has met a variety of opponents of all shapes and sizes during his time in both ACW and SCW, but has he ever went up against anyone even remotely like the...

Adams: BOOGEY MAN!

Simone: ... That's going to get really old, really fast.

Holly Wood is all too eager to check Simon, taking extra care at the legs much to his discomfort, but when Holly goes over to Grimm and check him, he simply stares at 'her' and she backs off without bothering.

Adams: Holly is losing her touch if she doesn't want to check out that body.

Simone: Would you?

Adams: Are you kidding? The guys in the back say touching him is like touching a corpse!

Holly wastes no more time and she turns and calls for the opening bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

At the sound of the bell, both men come from out of their respective corners, Simon with a look of focused determination on his face, and that creepy smile on Grimm's own. They circle one another until they meet in the center of the ring where Grimm immediately kicks things off by delivering a boot to the stomach, but Simon shrugs it off and delivers a boot of his own to Grimm's midsection, doubling him over! Simon then delivers another boot, and another, driving Grimm back into the near corner and he unloads with heavy artillery of forearms and boots until Brother Grimm is driven down into the corner on his backside while Simon continues his onslaught while the crowd is solidly behind him!

Adams: Man Simon is all over Grimm right from the start!

Simone: He may have stated earlier that he doesn't care if he wins or loses this match, but I think deep down his fighting spirit is going to emerge victorious with that belief!

Holly is forced to intervene, stepping in and ordering the former two-time World Champion to back off from the attack! Simon does so, but only temporarily as he moves right back in, ducking a wild swing from Brother Grimm and Simon counters by grabbing him from behind in a rear waist lock and he brings him up and over with a release German suplex, driving Grimm right down on the back of his head!

Simone: Listen to this crowd! They are loving what Simon Jones is doing to this specter of a man!

Adams: Well Simon *is* one of the most popular men in SCW!

Brother Grimm does not stay down, however, and stands right back up, smiling at Simon who charges right into him with a running lariat, clotheslining Grimm back and over the top rope and to the arena floor below, bringing the fans to their feet! Grimm lands on his feet and gets hakes off this initial attack, climbing right back up onto the apron! Simon rushes past Holly Wood and grabs Grimm in a front face lock and tries to suplex him back inside of the ring, but Grimm blocks it! Brother Grimm then tries to do the same thing to Simon to the outside, but luckily Simon Jones is the one able to block it this time!

Adams: C'mon Simon ol' pal! It's a long way down if he gets you!

The two men struggle for supremacy when with a powerful display of strength, Simon wins this battle and brings Grimm inside with an overhead vertical suplex, sending the 'boogey man' crashing to the canvas! Simon wastes no time and covers him immediately, hooking the near leg!

1.....
2.....
Brother Grimm kicks out!

Simone: First fall of the match goes to Simon but it's just not enough.

Simon delivers a forearm shot across the back of Grimm's head, then pulls him to his feet and fires him off into the ropes with an Irish whip but on the rebound, Brother Grimm grabs Jones's arm and takes him down to the mat in a reverse Fujiwara armbar, showing the submission side of his wrestling skills. Holly is right there as Simon shouts out in pain, his face turning deep red, but he refuses to submit as Holly Wood asks! Instead, Simon drags himself over to the ropes and grabs them. Brother Grimm refuses to let go of the hold so Holly has little choice but to begin her count.

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

When she reaches four, Brother Grimm lets go of the hold and stomps on Simon's shoulder with a stiff boot. Holly tries to intervene but Grimm turns his head toward her and points at her, backing the official up a step so that he might resume his attack. Simon starts to drag himself up by the ropes, but Brother Grimm takes him down with a chop block to the back of the knee, sending Simon rolling outside the ring.

Adams: I don't know if Simon meant to go outside but it's not a safe place to be when facing Grimm!

Simone: True. Brother Grimm is more merciless on the outside of the ring than he is on the inside.

Brother Grimm then brushes past Holly Wood and climbs out of the ring between the top and middle ropes and follows Simon outside the ring. Brother Grimm grabs Simon by the hair and pulls him backwards, slamming the back of his head in to the hard floor. Holly Wood slides out of the ring and tries to get Brother Grimm to return to the ring, but Grimm ignores her and continues to go after the former champion.

Adams: You think Brother Grimm is taking this match seriously?

Simone: Considering how he's targeting Simon so precisely, I'd say he is even if he wants you to believe otherwise.

Brother Grimm lifts Simon up and throws him shoulder first in to the ring post, inflicting more damage on that body part! Brother Grimm grabs his arm and wraps it around the post. He pushes Simon's face at the post and pulls the arm behind his head in a very unique submission hold. Simon is yelling out in pain while Holly starts to issue her count against both men in order to return them to the ring.

1...

Grimm grabs Simon's head and slams it in to the ring apron. Simon turns around and Brother Grimm takes him by the arm, whipping him towards the steps.

2...

Simon reverses it and sends Brother Grimm flying in to the steps instead. Brother Grimm hits them instead and flies over the top, landing in a heap on the ringside floor and against the barriers!

Adams: Simon is back in this one!

Simone: The man never was one to back down from a fight!

The count continues against them!

3...

Simon walks over to Brother Grimm and grabs him off the floor and lifts him up as if for a scoop body slam but instead he drops him down across the barriers, chest first!

4....

Simon kicks Brother Grimm in the back of the head and drops down to his knees, exposing electrical cables running along by the announce tables.

Adams: Oh no he din't!

5....

Simon grabs a handful of cables and puts them across Brother Grimm's throat!

Simone: Right now I'd say Simon Jones is in this one more for survival than anything else!

Simon drags him up to his feet and slams him face first into the commentary desk and turns around, dragging Brother Grimm by the hair towards the ring. He tosses him under the bottom rope, then rolls in himself, finally breaking the count and bringing the action back to the inside of the ring. Simon lifts Grimm up and Irish whips him in to the corner chest first. Brother Grimm stumbles out backwards and Simon connects with a dropkick to the back of the head, knocking him right back into the corner. Grimm languishes in the corner momentarily and Simon uses the ropes to springboard up onto his shoulders and he rolls him backwards with a reverse Hurricanrana!

Simone: What a move!

Grimm rolls over to his hands and knees and Simon dives over him and rolls him up in an Oklahoma roll!

1.....
2.....
Grimm kicks out!

Simon stands up over Grimm and jumps, dropping a guillotine leg drop on Grimm's head. Brother Grimm rolls over, holding the top of his throat where the point of impact was and Simon raises his arms, working the crowd up.

Adams: They are loving Simon Jones!

Brother Grimm moves over to the corner and uses the ropes to pull himself up but Simon comes charging in with a Stinger Splash, squashing Brother Grimm in to the corner. Simon then mounts the middle turnbuckle, pinning Grimm in the corner and he starts to throw rapid fire shots into Grimm's head as the fans count along!

Crowd: One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight! Nine...

But Grimm grabs him around the back of the legs and brings him out of the corner! Grimm heaves him up in position for a powerbomb but Simon counters, turning it into a Hurricanrana and automatic pin, hooking both legs under his arms!

1.....
2.....
3 - NO! Grimm kicks out!

Adams: Three! That was three! Wasn't it!?

Simone: Unfortunately for Simon, it was only a two count!

Simon pounds the mat with slight frustration and gets to his feet, pulling Brother Grimm up along with him. Simon sends him into the ropes with another Irish whip and nails a high leg lariat, sending Grimm tumbling backwards out over the top and onto the ring apron! Grimm stands up and Simon takes a swing at him, only to have Grimm duck the blow and scoop Jones up, bringing him crashing down onto the apron from the inside out courtesy of a back suplex!

Adams: OH MY...!

Simone: That could have seriously injured the back of Simon Jones!

Simon lays motionless along the apron and Grimm climbs back up and drops a leg drop of his own across Simon's exposed head and neck! Grimm then begins to choke Simon from the outside, prompting another count from Holly!

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

Grimm breaks and shoves Simon back inside of the ring, and crawls inside after him. Brother Grimm then begins crawling on top of Jones, from the feet and slithers his way up until he's straddling his sternum!

Simone: Okay, now that is just plain creepy.

Adams: Hel-LO!

Grimm grabs a handful of Simon's hair and pulls him up to a seated position and delivers a head butt right between his eyes, followed up by a second, and then a third! Brother Grimm then stands up and picks Simon up and grabs him from behind in a rear choke hold and he begins to spin around on his feet, taking Simon off of his own in a tailspin! Despite their far and disdain for him, they can't help but count along with Grimm's circling!

Crowd: One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven!

And Grimm lets go, throwing Simon to the mat! Grimm drags him back to his feet and sends him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a tilt-a-whirl back breaker! He dumps Simon to the mat and covers him!

1.....
2.....
3- No! Simon sneaks a shoulder up!

Adams: I thought this one was over!

Brother Grimm lays down for a few seconds and then starts to get to his feet, as does Simon. Both men start to slug it out, but Simon gains the upper hand, blocking a blow and delivering a hard one of his own!

Simone: How quickly the tide can turn!

Simon goes for an Irish whip into the near corner but Grimm reverses it! Grimm then charges in but Simon brings a boot up and greets him without ceremony! Simon grabs him in a front face lock and hops off of the turnbuckles, planting his skull into the mat with a Tornado DDT! The fans are CHEERING!

Simone: Yes, indeed! Simon Jones is back in this one!

Simon calls out to the cheering fans and quickly climbs to the top rope! He then sizes the downed Grimm up and leaps, going for the shooting star press, but Brother Grimm moves out of the way! Simon crashes heavily on impact with the mat!

Adams: No!

Simon slowly stands up, clutching his chest and stomach, and Grimm nails him flush in the face with a running big boot, right to the kisser! Brother Grimm grabs him and sets him up in position for a double underhook piledriver...!

Simone: Fight it Simon!

But Grimm hits the Boneyard! He rolls Simon over onto his back and hooks the leg!

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

Adams: Aw damn it!

The bell rings and Holly raises Grimm's arm to the boos of the fans!

Justin: Here is your winner -- BROTHER Grimm!

Brother Grimm then tears his arm away from Holly and he drops down to his knees and grabs Simon in a torturous stomach law! The bell starts to ring again!

Simone: Come on! The match is over!

Simon yells out as Grimm tears away at his stomach muscles and Holly tries to pry him loose but to no avail!

Adams: Someone get out here and help!

Grimm shoves Holly off, sending her to the mat, then locks in the stomach claw one again! Suddenly the crowd starts cheering as someone races down from the back to the ringside area!

Simone: It's Ben! Ben Jordan!

Adams: Ask and you will receive, Bel!

Ben slides into the ring as Grimm sees him coming and he stops his attack on Simon! Grimm stands up and turns around and Ben pounces on him with the Thesz press and starts unloading rapid fire right hands to the head! Grimm throws him off and stands up but Ben clotheslines him with fore enough to knock him through the ropes and to the outside!

Simone: Thank God for Ben Jordan!

Ben stares a smiling Grimm down as he starts to back up the aisle! Only then does Ben turn and start to assist Simon who nods his head in the affirmative that he is indeed okay!

Adams: Say, do you think this means what I think it means...?




The scene opens in back of the TD Place Arena. A construction crane from Akman Construction is in place with a long cable hanging from the boom. As the camera pans back, hanging from the cable is an effigy of Lord Raab. With everyone's attention on that effigy, a chilling voice breaks the silence.

v/o: "It won't be much longer Raab..."

The current Internet Champion steps into view, looking into the masked face of the Lord Raab effigy.

Jackson: "Because tonight, your nightmare comes to an end."

Taking out a Zippo lighter, the Mental Rapist flicks the spark wheel with his thumb creating a flame.

Jackson: "I tried to warn you, but the warnings fell on deaf ears. I tried to show you the threat, but ego prevented you from seeing it..."

That million dollar smirk is produced.

Jackson: "And now, the window for your escape has closed. Because you dared to use me as a means for impressing that one word retard Samuel, I now get to destroy that symbolic impression by burning you alive."

Tapping the faceplate on his championship belt, the Dallas native continues with his chilling threats.

Jackson: "I get to end his world, his love, dreams and aspirations with fire. Those lips he has tasted in desire, burned off your face. Those eyes he gazed in, looking deep into your soul, boiled out of their sockets."

The Internet Champion moves the flame to the mask, setting it in fire.

Jackson: "Do you know that burning skin has a charcoal smell to it? Or that setting hair on fire produces a sulfurous odor?"

As the effogy goes up in flames, the Internet Champion backs up several feet.

Jackson: "I had a chance to speak with some firemen and what they told me was amazing. They said that charred flesh smells nauseatingly putrid, like leather being tanned over a flame. They even told me that you never get the smell of burning flesh out of your nose, no matter how long you live."

The eyes of the Dallas native is cold, dark, and without compassion. Lord Raab asked for this fight and he was more than willing to make the German's wish come true.

Jackson: "Well this is your destiny Raab, forever reduced to boiling fatty tissue. Unable to touch, feel, see, hear or taste your lover ever again. The memories you retain won't even be of him, only of those lasting moments of flesh peeling from your bones and nerve endings being burned to a crisp."

The effigy is fully engulfed, the flames hissing as material is dripping to the ground below.

Jackson: "We are in the final hours of your departure Raab and no one will be able to save you."

The camera pans in tight.

Jackson: "Not Mark Ward, not Christian Underwood, and definitely not that one word retard Samuel. Because if he even thinks about getting involved, I will put an end to him just for the sport of it. Guaranteed."

The camera shot stays on the Internet Champion for a split second, letting the word *guaranteed* linger before fading.




Simone: Coming up next we have the highly anticipated rubber match between Jessie Salco and Celeste North in one of the most brutal match types in wrestling history, the Taipei Death Match.

Adams: Parents, if you have kids watching put them to bed now, you???ll thank us later.

Simone: In the meantime, a close friend of Jessie???s has put together this video package for the match.

Adams: Close friend?

Simone: Only info I have is that his name is Caleb Storms and that he???s a wrestler on the New York independent scene, anyway let???s take you to the vid.

The scene cuts to the titentron when the intro to ???Amok Run??? by Kreator starts to play over black and white footage of Jessie getting ready for her wedding.

You have pushed me to this hell
Put this cancer in my head.

As those lyrics are heard the earliest activities of Celeste are shown stalking Jessie throughout the three weeks that she made her initial appearances until she finally made her first on screen appearance.

Raped my soul and vandalized my heart
Now this conflict deep inside
My hate I can no longer hide

The video then goes on to show the various conflicts the two Bombshells had before the Mixed Tag Team Cage Match at High Stakes V from the mind games played by Celeste to Jessie???s first unsuccessful attempt to unmask her before ending at the massive brawl that led to the Mixed Tag Team Cage Match.

For today this end will have a start my anger aims
At a different target now

Following those lyrics, it cuts to Celeste???s unmasking at High Stakes V and the conflicts they had in the weeks that followed.

I could have left; I could have fled
For now, my name Will forever be remembered

As the video package ends it shows Jessie laying down the challenge for the Taipei Death Match and the contract signing at the last Climax Control of the world tour and the brawl that followed, as the song fades it fixes on the carnage that followed Jessie???s suicide dive onto the bodyguards and Celeste before cutting to a graphic for the match.

Simone: I have to give it to Caleb, that was a well put together package.

Adams: Do you think he???s looking for a job?

Simone: Maybe, maybe not, for now let???s take it to ringside.




Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman, our next match is scheduled for one fall and it is a Tapei Death Match!

The crowd erupts in a huge uproar of cheering, nearly drowning out the sound of Justin???s voice. They start chanting ???We want blood! We want blood! We want blood!??? as they await the start of the match.

Justin Decent: Both bombshells have had their fists taped before being dipped in glue and finally being dipped in broken glass! The first to score the pinfall or submission will be your winner!

Simone: This one will not be for the faint at heart. I highly suggest if you the sight of blood makes you???.Jason? What on earth are you doing?!

The camera switches to the announcer???s table where Jason Adams is seen covering himself in protective gear that consists of goggles, gloves and a hooded poncho, and he turns to Belinda.

Adams: One can never be too prepared, Belinda! There???s going to be looooots of blood with this one. I brought you matching protective gear???

Simone: You look ridiculous. Thanks, but I???ll pass.

Adams: Your loss, Belinda. But don???t cry to me when you get spattered with blood!

The opening chords to "Imperium" by Machine Head are heard over the speakers and the lights dim, as the song picks up in speed strobe lightning flashes accross the arena to the beat of the drums until....

"HEAR ME NOW!!!!!"

Justin Decent: Introducing first???weighing in at one hundred and twenty pounds???From Miami, Florida???JESSIE SALCO!

The first lyrics are screamed by Rob Flynn as the lights come back on and the song kicks into high gear and Jessie steps out from the backstage area. The crowd boos her but Jessie ignores them as she starts to make her way down to the ring, holding glass covered fists in the air for all to see.

Simone: I???m not sure who is looking forward to this match more. Jessie or Celeste.

Adams: My guess is Jessie. She wants to spill???Oh crap! Jessie better turn around!!!

As Jessie is making her way down the ramp, she doesn???t see Celeste North come running through the curtain, barreling straight at her, fists blazing! Celeste nails Jessie in the back of the head with BOTH her glue covered fists and Jessie crashes to the floor as the crowd goes wild and Jessie???s music immediately cuts out!

Simone: I guess she couldn???t hear you. Apparently Celeste couldn???t wait for the bell to ring for this one.

Adams: You sure you don???t want this protective gear, Belinda? It???s now or never!

Simone: Oh would you shut up!

Celeste reaches down and pulls Jessie back to her feet by her hair. She puts Jessie in a side headlock and quickly begins DIGGING her glass covered fist into Jessie???s forehead and the crowd is absolutely loving it! Jessie screams out as the glass digs into her skin and the blood begins to flow, but Celeste just laughs and continues her assault as she drags her towards the ring.

Simone: This is not good for Jessie.

Adams: Not good at all! The bell hasn???t even rung yet and she???s busted open!

Simone: And from the looks of it, Celeste wants to make it a quick win for her.

Although she???s bleeding a fair amount, Jessie fights to get away from Celeste as she drags her towards the ring. Drew Patton is shouting at Celeste to get in the ring, but it falls on deaf ears. Just as Celeste is about to whip Jessie into one of the ring posts, Jessie takes one of her fists and digs it into Celeste???s right side! Celeste immediately releases her hold on Jessie as the glass breaks through her shirt and digs into her skin, but Jessie doesn???t let up as she starts delivering a series of hard right jabs into Celeste???s side, trying to make her bleed even more!

Crowd: This is awesome! This is awesome! This is awesome!

Simone: The match hasn???t even started yet, people! This is???insane!

Adams: It???s a tapei death match! It???s supposed to be!

Jessie gets one vicious right shot to the temple and the blood soon starts trickling down Celeste???s face! Jessie takes Celeste by her head and sends her flying right against the ring post, causing Celeste???s head to bounce of the steel and she immediately crashes to the floor and the crowd is going crazy!

Crowd: Blood! Blood! Blood!

Simone: Well???at least these people aren???t disgusted by the sight of blood.

Adams: I think they love it! And so does Jessie apparently!

Jessie is looking down to her fight fist, now covered in Celeste???s blood. She has a wicked smile on her face and she laughs, even though her own blood now covers her face. She reaches down and pulls Celeste back to her feet, rolling her into the ring under the bottom rope. Jessie slides into the ring soon after and Drew finally calls for the bell!

DING! DING! DING!

Jessie immediately rolls Celeste onto her back and pins her shoulders to the mat and Drew drops down!

1..

2..

Celeste kicks out!

Simone: That attack by Celeste nearly backfired. Jessie almost put a fast end to this match!

Adams: Fast win, maybe. Fast end, I don???t think so. She???s nowhere near finished with Celeste.

Jessie jumps on top of Celeste, grabbing a hold of her head with her left hand. She smiles wickedly before shouting in her face, and she follows it up with a hard right shot to the forehead, but she doesn???t stop! She delivers a slow series of hard right shots, making Celeste bleed as much as possible and after several shots, she holds her fist against Celeste???s forehead, digging the glass into her skin and Celeste screams out in pain, kicking her feet in the process!

Simone: Holy hell!

Adams: I think Celeste may very well need plastic surgery after this match.

Simone: If she???s even still alive???

Jessie gets back to her feet as Drew checks on Celeste. With her own blood loss and determination to put an end to Celeste, Jessie is already breathing heavily and starting to get unsteady on her feet. Celeste is barely moving as she lies on her back, and tries to shake the blood out of her eyes so she can see. She rolls over to her side and gets to her knees as Jessie stumbles back against the ropes, holding on to the top rope for balance.

Simone: That right there is what I expected to happen. Jessie was the first to be busted open and she???s losing blood quick and that is NOT good.

Celeste stays on her knees, trying to regain a least a little bit of strength, but given the amount of blood she is losing, it???s easier said than done. Jessie stares right at her with narrowed and furious eyes. When she steps forward and tries to get on the offensive again, Celeste catches her by surprise with a vicious punch to the gut, but she digs the glass into Jessie???s abdomen and Jessie???s face contorts in pain! Celeste meanwhile has a wicked grin on her face as she grabs Jessie???s legs and trips her down to the canvas!

Simone: This match just barely started but I have to wonder how much longer it could possibly last. They???re covered in blood!

Adams: It???ll last as long as they want it to.

Once Jessie is on her back, Celeste begins throwing a series of rights and lefts to her abdomen, clearly enjoying ripping Jessie to shreds right in front of everyone???s eyes! Jessie???s shirt is now torn and covered in blood and when it seems like Jessie has had enough and is just about worn down, Celeste leans down and hooks her leg and Drew drops down for the count!

1???

2..

3-NO! Jessie gets her shoulder up!

Simone: How the hell did Jessie get out of that? How the hell is she still breathing?!

Adams: She???s determined! Gotta give her that much!

Simone: The determination in both women is a little disturbing in this case.

Celeste glares at Drew angrily, having no idea how Jessie got her shoulder up, but she blames it on Drew and a supposed slow count. Drew insists it was just a two count and Celeste pins Jessie???s shoulders to the mat this time in another attempt to the end the match!

1..

2???

Jessie kicks out, much to Celeste???s surprise and annoyance. She doesn???t even bother arguing with Drew this time as she jumps over Jessie battered and bleeding body, delivering another hard right shot! Jessie???s looks nearly unconscious as Celeste glares down at her angrily.

Celeste: You can???t win this one, Jessica! Give the fuck up already!

Simone: Well...that was a little uncalled for.

Adams: That surprises you?

Simone: No???not at all.

Celeste again pins Jessie???s shoulders to the mat and Drew once again goes for the count.

1..

Jessie kicks out at two this time and before Celeste has a chance to throw a fit, Jessie???s fist connects with Celeste???s jaw and the glass forms a deep gash there! Celeste goes flying backward and holds her jaw that is now in some serious pain. This gives Jessie a chance to regain her barings a bit, though it is safe to say that both women are quickly losing energy.

Simone: I guess that???s one way to shut Celeste up for a while.

Adams: Maybe not for long. You know those Nobodies are always running their mouths!

Both women are fading quickly and Jessie is slowly crawling towards one of the corner turnbuckles. Her face and hair are soaked in blood and you can barely even make out the features of her face and with each move, she holds her abdomen and winces but she powers through the pain. Celeste, meanwhile is trying to scoot back towards the ropes, but she just collapses back to the mat, laying where she???s at, breathing heavily. Jessie somehow manages to pull herself back to her feet and leans against the turnbuckles, staring in Celeste???s direction, though through all the blood it???s difficult to say if she can even see her. Drew looks back and forth between both women, the look on his face wondering how either woman is even still conscious.

Adams: Are they even going to be able to get the ring cleaned up in time for the next match? There???s blood everywhere.

Simone: Except of course on you, right?

Adams: Right! I???m so glad I thought of this!

As Jessie stands in the corner trying to shake the blood from her eyes again, Celeste has managed to scoot her way back towards the ropes. She reaches behind her, grabbing the ropes and tries pulling herself back to her feet. She stumbles a few times but with a few tries, she manages to get to her feet, very unsteadily and Jessie stares towards her, leaning forward while holding on to the top rope. Celeste continues to use the ropes for leverage and in a daring move, Jessie uses all her strength and charges right towards Celeste! She flies at her, attempting to spear her through the ropes and out of the ring but at the last possible second, Celeste steps to the side and Jessie goes flying through the second rope, crashing against the front of the announce table!

Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Holy shit!

Simone: Oh my God!

Adams: Bet you???re regretting not taking that protective gear now aren???t ya, Belinda?!

Simone: Who cares about that, Jason?! Jessie just???She???s not even moving right now!!

Drew Patton stares outside the ring at Jessie Salco, shocked and looking to see if she???s even moving. Celeste then rolls out of the ring under the bottom rope, walking towards Jessie, trying to keep her balance. Through all the blood you can see a sick smile on her face, but the crowd remains on their feet as Celeste reaches down, grabbing Jessie by her hair.

Simone: Drew needs to stop this match. They need to stop this match!

Adams: I might have to agree with you soon, Belinda. But Celeste clearly isn???t done with Jessie yet.

Celeste has to use both her hands and all her strength to pull Jessie???s near dead weight back to her feet. Jessie???s eyes are open and she???s barely conscious as Celeste drags her over towards the ring, holding her against the ring apron. Jessie nearly crumples back to the floor but Celeste holds her up as she wraps Jessie???s arms around the bottom ropes. Jessie has no sense of where she is, and Celeste uses this to her full advantage. She holds up both her fists and goes to hit Jessie in the head with both fists, but in a shocking move, Jessie lets go of the ropes and ducks! This causes Celeste???s hands to bounce off the ropes, rebounding back into her OWN face!!

Adams: Well that backfired!

Simone: Quite literally!

Celeste somehow keeps her balance as she reels from the effects of her own fists hitting her face and with a burst of adrenaline, Jessie gets back to her feet! She waits for Celeste to lower her hands and with a sickening blow, she punches Celeste right in the throat!! Celeste holds on to her throat as Jessie rolls her back into the ring before sliding in herself.

Simone: This is just out of control. How are either of these women even able to move?! How did Jessie even manage to duck out of the way?!

Adams: I have no idea. But this is getting difficult to watch the longer it goes on!

Jessie is definitely being to wear down, but she continues to fight through the pain and the blood loss and gets back to her feet. When she reaches down to pull Celeste back to her feet, Celeste punches Jessie in the arm, creating a fresh wound! Jessie lets out a scream, but given the cuts gashes she already has, that was nothing! She pulls Celeste back to her feet but Celeste starts fighting back as she shoves Jessie away from her! Jessie lunges forward with her first fist aiming straight towards Celeste???s head, but Celeste ducks, spins around and punches Jessie right in the back! Jessie???s arches her back and falls to her knees!

Simone: Aside from the Match of the Year winning match between Misty and Roxanne a few years ago, I don???t think we???ve ever seen a Bombshell match this brutal, Jason.

Adams: I can think of a few, but this one definitely sets the bar high!

Celeste walks around to face Jessie, ready to finish this off, but this is a bad move as Jessie pulls her down in a quick roll up and Drew drops down for the count!

1..

2-No! Celeste kicks out, rolling backwards and getting back to her feet. She???s glaring angrily at Jessie and she???s had enough!

Simone: These two are going to need blood transfusions once this is all said and done!

Adams: I think we???re about to see the end, Belinda!

Jessie has her back turned towards Celeste and when she spins around, Celeste hits her with a hard right hook followed by a European uppercut and immediately nails the running bulldog!

Simone: Homicidal! Celeste just hit the Homicidal!

Adams: And I think Jessie is out cold! She???s not moving!!

Celeste is barely moving herself, but she uses all her strength to roll Jessie onto her back, draping her arm over Jessie???s near lifeless body and Drew drops down for the count!

1!

2!

3!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman, here is your winner???CELESTE NORTH!

Neither Celeste nor Jessie are moving, however, when Drew reaches down to raise Celeste???s hand. Jessie was knocked unconscious by Celeste???s finisher and the blood loss has finally gotten to Celeste! Drew looks towards the back and signals for medical personnel, but Tim Staggs, Connor Murphy and Alexis Edwards are quickly rushing down the ramp and moments later, Jake and Shane come rushing down as well.

Simone: I can???t believe what we???ve just seen, Jason. These two women might have just ended their careers.

Tim, Connor and Alexis rush over towards Celeste, dragging her off of Jessie. Celeste is showing signs of light, but barely, as the Nobodies help her out of the ring. Alexis and Tim each wrap one of Celeste???s arms around their shoulders as they all help her towards the back. Meanwhile in the ring, Jessie is slowly starting to show signs of life as her arms begin to move, but medical personnel have now entered the ring to check on the battered and blooded bombshell.

Simone: What a hard fought battle for Jessie. She gave it her all, but Celeste just wouldn???t give her this one!

Adams: Now there is the task of cleaning up the ring for our next match!

Simone: I don???t think that will be entirely possible???




Making his way thru the backstage area, the Internet Champion is all smiles. After burning an effigy of Lord Raab in the back parking lot, and during a live pay per view event, he was completely jovial over the entire situation. But it was that burning effigy which had the entire wrestling world buzzing and 'Stoner' Scott Oliver appalled. As he approaches the Mental Rapist, the disgust on the face of Scott Oliver is unmistakable.

Stoner: "Sean, tell me you didn't just burn an..."

The Internet Champion cuts him off, not wanting the backstage interviewer to be a buzz kill.

Jackson: "Stoner, Stoner. This isn't how you greet a champion in Sin City, you know that. When approaching a man of my calibur, you walk up respectfully and ask for interview time. That way if I'm willing, I can simply give you a nod of my head, a wave of my hand, and voila, a classic backstage interview worthy of Dan Rather or..."

Oh no, Sean Jackson had the audacity to burn an effigy of another human being in the parking lot, and 'Stoner' simply wasn't going to let it go.

Stoner: "You burned an effigy Sean, in poor taste I might add."

The Mental Rapist rolls his eyes.

Jackson: "My God 'Stoner', what is your issue with me? Raab asks for and receives an inferno match and you say nothing. He literally asked for a match where the object of winning is to set your opponent on fire and you..."

The Dallas native points directly at the backstage interviewer.

Jackson: "Want to chastise me because I burned an effigy in the back parking lot. Well Stoner, that's just more proof you are a hypocrite and..."

Stoner: "I am not a hypocrite Mr. Jackson, just someone who calls it like he sees it. That effigy was in poor taste and you know it, just as everyone who watched, saw it was in poor taste."

Now Sean places his hands on his hips. He still defends his actions.

Jackson: "Of course you see it in poor taste Stoner, but you simply don't understand the politics of it. First of all, this was all Raab's idea, not mine. I simply used the effigy to show Raab what will happen if he goes through with this idiotic match. Now I can understand your stance towards me had the inferno match been my idea, but it wasn't. By burning that effigy, I gave Raab an opportunity to change his mind, to forfeit the match without being scarred for life and it is up to him to accept. If he does, great. If he doesn't, then what happens to him tonight is his own fault, and none of the responsibility falls back on me."

'Stoner raises the mic to say something but never gets it out. Sean's eyes go slightly wide as he looks towards something behind the backstage interviewer. This causes 'Stoner' to spin around and stepping into the shot is Lord Raab.

Lord Raab: "You are so stupid Sean, like I'm gonna turn down a match against you after calling me out for weeks. Here's the thing, you can burn an effigy of me as much as you want, but it won't keep me down to stop me from beating you down to win the Internet title, no matter how pathetic the name sounds for me. You are nothing to be afraid of and I'm not intimidated by you, not even in the slightest. You've proven more than anything you try so hard to make everyone scared of you, but the fact is, you are afraid of me. Shame you can't handle a little heat of fire, isn't it?"

Raab laughs right in Sean's face and the world waits to see what happens between Sean and Raab who have anger shown to one another. However, the Internet Champion makes sure to keep 'Stoner' between them as he retorts.

Jackson: "Afraid of you, give me a break Raab. I called you out because I wasn't afraid of you and come later tonight, you will see who the real monster of Sin City is."

Just for show, Sean does step a bit to his left but manages to keep the majority of his body behind 'Stoner', using him non-challantly as a human shield. 'Stoner tries to turn in order to face the Mental Rapist, but Sean grabs him by the shoulder in an attempt to keep him in place and continues.

Jackson: "When I set your ass on fire, right there for the entire world to witness. For Samuel to witness."

The Dallas native talks big, even manages a sadistic smile. All while forcibly keeping 'Stoner' between them.

Lord Raab: "More like the fact of Vanessa watching you're rotten body burn straight to hell along with all the other rapists being cremated before you and I'm gonna end the job once and for all for you're body to fry into pieces."

The Internet Champion swallows hard, the lump in his throat is the size of Texas. Up to this point, Sean has talked a big game without little worries, but he is now face to face with a Lord Raab who isn't the least bit intimidated. Slowly he begins to back away from Raab and 'Stoner'

Jackson: "T..that's big talk fr...from a man who..."

Timidly, the Texas native points an index finger towards Raab.

Jackson: "Has no future."

Finally Sean is no longer in the picture as the camera focuses on Lord Raab and 'Stoner' as Raab walks away from Stoner, not even caring before he mutters this to himself with a chuckle.

Lord Raab: "What a pussy. I show him what the future is about."

Raab walks off camera as the cameras go elsewhere in the arena for the time being.




Justin: Please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers as Amanda walks out, dressed as a disgruntled looking Missus Clause with her hair disheveled, and her traditional clothes worn and in less than good shape. The tune begins as does the performance.

Amanda: Down in the workshop all the elves were makin' toys
For the good Gentile girls and the good Gentile boys
When the boss busted in, nearly scared 'em half to death
Had a rifle in his hands and cheap whiskey on his breath
From his beard to his boots he was covered with ammo
Like a big fat drunk disgruntled Yuletide Rambo
And he smiled as he said with a twinkle in his eye,
"Merry Christmas to all - now you're all gonna die!"

The night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he'd been gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain

Well, the workshop is gone now, he decided to bomb it
Everywhere you'll find pieces of Cupid and Comet
And he tied up his helpers and he held the elves hostage
And he ground up poor Rudolph into reindeer sausage
He got Dancer and Prancer with an old German Luger
And he slashed up Dasher just like Freddy Krueger
And he picked up a flamethrower and he barbequed Blitzen
And he took a big bite and said, "It tastes just like chicken!"

The night Santa went crazy
The night Kris Kringle went nuts
Now you can't hardly walk around the North Pole
Without steppin' in reindeer guts

There's the National Guard and the F.B.I.
There's a van from the Eyewitness News
And helicopters circlin' 'round in the sky
And the bullets are flyin', the body count's risin'
And everyone's dyin' to know, oh Santa, why?
My my my my my my
You used to be such a jolly guy

Yes, Virginia, now Santa's doin' time
In a federal prison for his infamous crime
Hey, little friend, now don't you cry no more tears
He'll be out with good behavior in 700 more years
But now Vixen's in therapy and Donner's still nervous
And the elves all got jobs working for the postal service
And they say Mrs. Clause, she's on the phone every night
With her lawyer negotiating the movie rights

They're talkin' bout - the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nicholas flipped
Broke his back for some milk and cookies
Sounds to me like he was tired of gettin' gypped

Wo, the night Santa went crazy
The night St. Nick went insane
Realized he's gettin' a raw deal
Something finally must have snapped in his brain
Wo, something finally must have snapped in his brain
Tell ya, something finally must have snapped... in his brain

The crowd laughs and applauds as Amanda takes a curtsy and hurries backstage. She peeks out on more time and beckons for more cheers and the fans are only too happy to oblige before she vanishes into the back.




Justin: The next match is scheduled for one fall??? And is for the Bombshell Internet title???introducing first??? The challenger from Oakland California??? she is Lyah Lindberg???

'Going Under' begins playing as Lyah Lindberg makes her way to the top of the entranceway. She begins walking to the ring, making her way over to the fans and high fiving a few of them. She stops in front of the ring steps, looking out at the crowd one more time before stepping up them and into the ring..

Justin: And the champion, from the Streets???and representing the Nobodies???Alexis Edwards!!

The lights in the arena go black as ???Freak Like Me??? by Halestorm plays over the sound system. Red strobe lights shine around and thick smoke fills the entrance. A figure emerges from behind the curtain, dressed in a baggy black hoodie. The crowd in attendance gives off a mixed reaction of boos and cheers as the hooded figure moves to the music before she pulls the hood back revealing herself to be Alexis Edwards. She ignores the fans, pretending as though she can???t hear them at all before she dashes her way down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. She jumps up to her feet, raising her right hand in the air as she unzips her hoodie with her left then removes it, tossing it across the ring where it lands on the top rope. She makes her way over to one of the corner turnbuckles as her music dies down and she stares towards Lyah as she hands her belt to the referee.

Adams: This is going to be a very interesting match

Simone: I agree. Last time these two were in a ring together Alexis managed to pull out the win and Lyah got to see her man beaten violently. Now this is one on one, will the champion be able to pull out the win without a partner?

Jacob Summers holds up the bombshell internet title as the bell is rung. Alexis charges across the ring and takes Lyah down with a very violent clothesline. Reaching down, Alexis pulls her back to her feet and then locks on a headlock that Lyah is forced to break with a hard shove into the ropes. Bouncing off the ring ropes, Alexis uses a shoulder block to take Lyah down then rushes towards the other side to hit another but Lyah rolls to her stomach forcing Alexis to leapfrog over her, bounce off the opposite side once more before being caught by Lindberg who brings her to the mat with an armdrag takedown. Locking in an armbar, Lyah tries to keep Alexis on the mat. Edwards rolls to her knees then to a vertical base. Lyah twists Alexis???s arm once more forcing her again to her knees as she uses as wristlock to control the champion.

Simone: Lyah has an early advantage here. If Alexis wants to keep her title she better take Lyah more serious.

Adams: What do you know, Lyah does know a wristlock from a wrist watch.

Simone: What does that have to do with the match Jason?

Adams: Just pointing out that she is using a wristlock Belinda???

Alexis forces the break as she makes her way to the ropes. Lyah lets the hold go and raises her hands as Summers pushes her back. Shaking the feeling into her arm, Alexis glares across the ring at the smiling Lyah. Lindberg turns her back to Alexis to play to the chanting fans. Chraging across the ring, Edwards uses a bulldog on the challenger taking her to the mat. Lyah rolls to the outside quickly to regroup while Alexis follows inside of the ring. Jacob Summers pushes her back as Lyah makes her way around the ring and climbs on the apron. Alexis rushes forward and is sent staggering by a hard right hand from her challenger. As Alexis shakes off the strike, Lyah climbs the corner turnbuckles and launches herself with a rather rushed flying crossbody that sends both women to the mat. Rolling to the side, Lyah clutches at her chest as Alexis coughs and sputters as she lies on the mat trying to catch her breath. Lindberg gets to her hands and knees and begins to crawl towards Edwards and desperately tries a pin but the champ raises her shoulder at one.

Adams: It is way too early to pin the champion. You need to keep beating on her before you try to pin her like that.

Simone: She is learning that Jason, and I think she is frustrated by that fact.

Lyah slaps the mat as Alexis rolls to the ropes and pulls herself up. Lyah moves towards her and the two lock up in a collar and elbow that Lyah turns into a headlock. Alexis slams a forearm into the side of Lindberg and breaks the hold while grabbing her arm and then delivering a short armed clothesline. Picking up Lyah, Alexis holds her by her blonde hair and motions to the fans as she taunts them. Lyah tries to get Alexis to release the hold she has but is stopped by a headbutt from Alexis which staggers her. Alexis again taunts the fans who are screaming as the referee motions for Alexis to release Lyah???s hair. Shaking her head, Alexis smiles as she delivers a second headbutt that sends Lyah to one knee. Summers begins to count after giving Alexis another warning. At four, Edwards releases Lyah after a final headbutt.

Simone: Guess Alexis is giving Lyah a piece of her mind???

Adams: Aren???t bad jokes my thing Belinda?

Lyah crouches near the ropes as she rubs at her head. Alexis moves towards Lyah who moves away from her along the ropes. Turning quickly, Lyah manages to surprise Alexis with a running leaping clothesline that she rolls through. Getting to her feet as Alexis rolls out of the ring, Lyah watches the champion who glares into the ring. Jacob Summers begins his ten count on Edwards who paces around the ring and towards the steps. Lyah follows her inside of the ring. Catching her too close to the ropes, Alexis grabs her ankle and yanks Lindberg off her feet. Pulling her to the outside, Alexis begins to slam right hands against the head and neck of Lyah who begins to fight back with punches of her own. Alexis manages to grab at Lyah???s left hand and whips her into the barricade as Jacob gets to seven. Alexis rolls into the ring and breaks the count before rolling once more to the outside and picking up Lyah. Alexis rolls her back into the ring and lets her lay in the corner. Getting to her feet Alexis smirks as she helps Lyah to her feet and leans her into the corner. Backing away with her hands up, the champion hits a dropkick on Lindberg that sends her right back to the turnbuckle and driving the challenger to the mat.

Adams: Now the champion is starting to make herself a contender. That dropkick rocked the challenger back into last week.

Simone: Just making her point huh Jason?

Lyah rolls on the mat as she clutches at the back of her neck. Alexis steps behind her and then lays her on her stomach. Stepping between her legs, Alexis forces the feet of Lyah behind her calves then slaps her ribs which makes Lindberg arch backwards allowing Alexis to capture her wrists. Rolling back, Alexis locks on a surfboard stretch which makes Lyah scream in pain. Alexis tells Summers to ask her challenger if she submits but Summers drops and begins to slap the mat as Edwards??? shoulders are on the mat. Rolling one shoulder up, Alexis again tells Summers to ask Lyah to give up.

Lyah shakes her head no which makes Alexis pull back on the stretch with her shoulders to the mat. Lyah screams as Jacob begins to a pin count on Alexis once more. Finally Alexis releases the hold as Lyah flops to the mat and curls up into a fetal position in pain. Alexis rolls to her feet again and moves back slightly as Summers checks on the downed Lyah. Alexis moves towards Lyah who has gotten to her with the help of the referee. As the champion reaches for her, Lyah ducks under and slams a forearm into the midsection of Edwards doubling her over. Lindberg capitalizes by getting to her feet and clasping her hands together drops an axehandle onto the back of Alexis that drives her to one knee. Lindberg picks up Alexis and whips her into the corner. Following her in, Lyah uses a hard clothesline to rock Alexis??? head back stunning the champion. Backing away, Lyah holds up a hand and then superkicks the champion in the corner. Alexis collapses to the mat. Lyah again backs up to an opposite corner as Summers checks on the champion. Alexis pushes him away as she begins to get up using the ropes. Lindberg comes across the ring, cartwheeling towards Alexis and hits her with a butt bump that sends her back into the turnbuckles hard.

Adams: Did you see that Belinda. That perfect ass managed to make the champion feel the turnbuckles.

Simone: Well I don???t think that is enough for Lyah to capitalize much on but who knows. Stranger things have happened.

Lyah pulls Alexis by the wrist intent on irish whipping her across the ring but the champion grabs the ropes and plants her feet on the canvas. Summers is telling Lyah to release Alexis since she is holding the ropes but Lyah continues to try and pull Edwards off the ropes. She manages to finally get enough power behind her tugging but pulls Alexis out of the corner while the champion uses the momentum to take Lindberg down with another short arm clothesline. Quickly mounting a rolling Lyah, Alexis locks on a chinlock as she crouches over the back of Lindberg. Lyah fights to her knees and crawls and fights her way to the ropes. Alexis Lets her move slightly before jumping up and landing on Lyah???s back then locks on the chinlock again.

Adams: Alexis has Lyah under control now.

Simone: But Lyah is fighting her way to the ropes. She just needs to get fingers stretched out slightly???

Lyah finally makes it to the ropes forcing the break. Alexis uses all of the five count of referee Jacob Summers before releasing her challenger and shoving her head into the rope. Backing away, Alexis lets Lyah get to her knees then her feet. Moving behind her, Alexis grabs her by the shoulders and spins her around to kick her in the midsection doubling her over. Lyah is pulling between the knees of Alexis who powers her up and hits a massive powerbomb on the challenger who is laid out in the middle of the ring. Alexis grabs her leg as she drops for the cover. Summers slaps the mat twice before Lyah desperately pulls her shoulder up. Alexis glares at Summers and motions for a faster count as Jacob holds up two fingers. Getting to her feet, Alexis pulls Lyah to her feet as well then whips her into the ropes. Bouncing off, Lindberg is caught by the champion who spins and slams her into the mat with a spinebuster. Once more Alexis makes the pin but is frustrated by Lyah getting her shoulder up at the last possible second.

Looking at the fans, Alexis grabs Lyah who desperately uses a snap suplex to toss Alexis over her shoulder and give her a bit of breathing room. Getting to her knees, Alexis explodes with a spear that takes Lyah off her feet and to the canvas. Rolling the woman over, Alexis locks on the AGE of Alexis and wrenches Lindberg???s arm back violently making her scream as she begins to tap desperately on the canvas. Alexis holds on as the bell rings. Jacob warns her to let go then begins to count as Alexis is seen not to want to release the hold. At four she finally lets go of the arm and snatches her belt from Summers.

Justin: The winner of the match and still Bombshell Internet Champion???ALEXIS EDWARDS!!




The ring crew is busy at work setting up the ring and entrance way for the upcoming nuptials between Bruce Evans and Chase Cox. The beautifully flower filled arch centers the middle of the ring with red rose pedals starting from the top of the entrance way leading all the way up to the ring on a long white carpet. In the ring the preacher is seen talking with a nervous looking Bruce as the two are looking over some paper work. Bruce is looking pretty sharp in red slacks, black dress shoes, a long sleeve black dress shirt and a red tie with his hair tied back in a tight ponytail. The preacher, a short stocky white male with glasses is in his usual Sunday best. The two appear to be exchanging jokes or something as the nerves from Bruce seem to be settling down a bit as he and the preacher share a laugh. The camera pans around showing the hard work being put into this ceremony as well as the crowd as they wait in anticipation. On the big tron various pictures of Bruce and Chase are shown in a slideshow as Celine Dion's "Because you loved me" plays throughout the building. Bruce and the preacher walk over to the arch in the middle of the ring and stand directly under it as the camera's focus is directed to the beautifully set up entrance way. The pictures on the tron fade out as now on it appears Celine Dion to a huge pop from the crowd. The singer has a huge smile on her face as she can be seen walking through some hallways escorted by a team of security. The crowd grows louder as she appears at the top of the entrance ramp looking as lovely as ever in an all white gown with gold heels as her hair blows in the wind being produced by a large fan just out of view of the camera. She stands there taking in the reaction from the crowd as she places a microphone to her mouth.

Celine Dion: Thank you....

The cheer grow louder, a very excited looking Bruce just smiles on, as does Celine.

Celine Dion: While I greatly appreciate that warm welcome, tonight isn't about me. Tonight we are here to celebrate the love between two of my very close friends. Bruce and Chase!

She waves at Bruce with a huge smile and he smiles back her way.

Celine Dion: So Bruce, this is for you..... and your lovely....your lovely Chase...

"This is awesome!" chants begin to flood the place as the music begins playing for her hit song "Because you loved me" and she begins singing as out from the back walks Chase Cox to a huge chorus of cheers from his hometown people.

Celine Dion: For all those times you stood by me. For all the truth that you made me see. For all the joy you bought to my life, for all the wrong that you made right....

As she continues, the camera focuses on a very red faced nervous Chase Cox. He is wearing black slacks and black shoes, a red vest with a black tie and his hair gelled in spikes as always. He stops for a minute and gives Celine a kiss on the cheek and a big hug as he looks straight ahead and into the ring. He then begins walking down the aisle shaking hands with some of the people in the front row, even a few hugs as they may be friends or family members of his. As he reaches the ring, he looks back at Celine, then in the ring at Bruce and the preacher before finally walking up the steps. The ropes are held open for him by a member of the ring crew as he enters and walks over to the altar. Chase and Bruce are all grins and smiles as Celine continues, the pictures of the couple again appearing on the tron behind her.

Celine Dion: You were my strength when I was weak, you were my voice when I couldn't speak. You were my eyes when I couldn't see, you saw the best there was in me. Lifted me up when I couldn't reach, you gave me faith cause you believed. I'm everything I am.....

She pauses as the cheers in the building are growing again as she waits to end the song in dramatic fashion.

Celine Dion: Because you loved me.....

The fans stand and give the legendary songstress a standing ovation as she hands the microphone to a member of her security team. She waves at Bruce and Chase and blow kisses their way before heading to the back. The camera pans around the place showing the fans as they cheer on for the singer and the soon to be newlyweds. A member of the ring crew enters the ring with a microphone for the preacher and quickly exits afterwards.

Preacher: Ladies and gentlemen we are gathered here tonight to celebrate the love, dedication, and devotion shared between these two wonderful people. They have invited you all, not only here in attendance but all around the world to join them in cementing their love for each other and making it official.

The chants of "This is awesome!" begin to pick up again as the preacher pauses. Huge smiles seem permanent on the faces of the couple as they are now holding hands, with the preacher standing to the side of them.

Preacher: Bruce and Chase have known each other a lot longer than many people may know. Their love started out as very good and close friends, workout partners, manager and wrestler, and now soon to be husband.... and well husband. I've known both of these fine gentlemen for quite some time now as they both have attended my church, and it's my honor to be the one fortunate to marry them here tonight. Both men have wrote their own vows which they will now express...

The preacher hands Bruce the microphone and his face lights up as the crowd stands for him. He looks a bit surprised seeing as everywhere he goes he is usually booed. But after all, this is his home country and his fans. He looks around in admiration, and then at Chase. With a gleam in his eye he begins to speak. The fans get quiet and let him talk.

Bruce Evans: Chase, I couldn't put into words how I feel about you. About how waking up next to you every day is the highlight of my life. About how going to sleep with you every night next to me makes me feel like I'm the most secure man in the world. I really couldn't put into words how you being in my life has changed me, changed me for the better. I have never ever felt the way I feel about you for another human being in my life, I love you more than life itself.

Bruce pauses as the cheers begin to grow again. He squeezes Chase's hands as he continues, looking right into his lover's eyes.

Bruce Evans: Chase, you are my everything. Your love and support for me is bigger than any championship. It's greater then any hall of fame. Baby, your love is my championship. Your love.... is my hall of fame!

The fans continue to cheer, some laughing at how cheesy some of that was. Even Bruce lets out a little laugh as he realizes that may have been a bit corny. Chase and the preacher join in as Bruce hands Chase the microphone. Chase pulls out a sheet of paper from the front pocket of his slacks.

Chase Cox Well.... unlike you baby I had to write mine down because as you can see I'm a nervous wreck!

Chase looks at the paper then back at Bruce as Evans just stares at him with passion in his eyes.

Chase Cox When I first met you, I knew one day we'd be together. Through all the obstacles and difficulties it took for us to finally be together.... In the end I know it was all worth it. You and I are like peanut butter and jelly, we belong together.

The fans laugh as do Chase and Bruce as he pauses, and looks more serious as he continues.

Chase Cox Bruce, all I know is that when I'm with you I'm at my happiest. When I'm with you it's like all the troubles of the world disappear. Being with you I know I will always be safe and secure, tooken care of and loved as hard as you can possibly love someone. I can't wait to make new memories with you, most of all I can't wait to spend the rest of my life with you. Bruce I love you...

The fans let out a loud awe in unison as the two move in closer to each other. Chase hands the microphone back to the preacher.

Preacher: Well then.... Those were.... just lovely.... Now if I may have the rings please...

A man from the ring crew walks over to the arch. He hands Bruce a little black box, and hands Chase a little red box. Bruce opens up his box and pulls out the ring.

Preacher: Okay Bruce, place the ring on the ring finger of Chase and repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed...

Bruce Evans: With this ring.... I thee wed.

Preacher: You are the love of my life, and my best friend...

As Bruce places the ring on the finger of Chase, he continues...

Bruce Evans: You are the love of my life, and my best friend.

Preacher: Now Chase, please repeat after me... You are the love of my life, and my best friend.

Chase places the ring on Bruce's finger with a huge smile on his face, and a tear beginning to form around one of his eyes.

Chase Cox You are my lover, and you are my best friend!

Out of no where Bruce grabs Chase by the face and the two lock lips to a huge pop from the crowd and a shocked preacher who smirks a little before stepping in between the two.

Preacher: Whoa, whoa, whoa. Now I did have more but I see it can wait. So let's get this done. If there is anyone here who feels these two should not be together, to spend the rest of their lives together in holy matrimony. Please.... let them speak now... or forever hold their pe.....

The preacher is cut off as " Do it like a dude" by Jessie J begins blasting over the speakers. The camera captures the complete shock on the faces of the preacher and more importantly Bruce and Chase. The camera then pans around the arena showing the shock and disbelief on the faces of the fans as they look toward the entrance way. Out from the back walks Kimberly Evans to a mixed reaction from the crowd. In the ring Bruce is having a panic attack as he jumps up and down screaming in anger. Chase and the preacher try calming him down as Kimberly walks towards the ring. As she gets closer to the ring she is helped into the ring by a member of the ring crew. She walks right over to the preacher and whispers something in his ear and he hands her the microphone. The presence of security begins to grow in the ring, separating Kimberly from the couple. Her music fades as she looks around at the crowd who don't seem to pleased with the interruption. She then looks at Bruce and Chase and begin to speak.

Kimberly Evans: I didn't wanna have to do this publicly, but I warned you two that this wedding would not take place as long as I'm alive.

The crowd begins booing as security restrain Bruce from Kimberly. Chase and the preacher help hold him back as well.

Kimberly Evans: Now Chase, we can do this the easy way.....

With a devilish look in her eyes she stares down Chase. She then begins rubbing her belly and smiling.

Kimberly Evans: Or we can do this.... Well.... you know the rest.... Lets go!

The boos pick up as she drops the microphone and starts yelling at Chase. Screaming at the top of her lungs demanding he go with her. Chase looks at Bruce, then back at Kimberly and begins walking towards Kimberly.

Kimberly Evans: Now!!!!! Let's go NOW!!!

Kimberly and Chase begin to walk away as Bruce looks absolutely stunned. As security hold him back, Chase and Kimberly exit the ring and walk up the ramp to a huge ovation of boos and trash being thrown at them from the crowd. In the ring Bruce is literally crying tears as the preacher continues his attempt to calm him down. He looks devastated, lost, and confused. He attempts to leave the ring but is stopped by security. The camera shows an upset Chase following right behind Kimberly as the two vanish to the back. In the ring, Bruce begins destroying the set up, yelling and cussing as the scene fades out with Bruce on his knees crying very bad...




Justin: The following singles contest is scheduled for one fall, making her way to the ring first...

"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.

Justin: From Tampa, Florida... she is one half of Team Hero and one half of the SCW Bombshell World Tag Team Champions, Roxi Johnson!

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

Simone: Team Hero looking to defend their SCW World Tag Team Championships, but they have a hard task ahead of them!

Adams: December to Dismember III has been great, and it is about to get even better...

Roxi awaits Keira, a confident smile on her face as the fans continue to cheer for her, and also anticipate the other half of the World Tag Team Champions.

Justin: And her tag team partner...!

"Like a Phoenix" begins to slowly play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring.

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Miami, Florida??? the other half of Team Hero and the other half of the SCW Bombshell World Tag Team Champions, Keira Fisher!

She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponent

Simone: These two look like they are ready to go at it with not only the Fallen, but any team that steps in their way!

Justin: And their opponents???!

Suddenly, the lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of In This Moment's 'Comanche'. On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the four flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness. The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident. Darknyss, Gothika, Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air.

Simone: Darknyss is accompanying Gothika and Raynin, I wonder what kind of effect she will have on this match...

Justin: Making their way to the ring, accompanied by Darknyss. They are the former SCW World Bombshell Tag Team Champions, Raynin, Gothika... the Fallen!

Gothika, Raynin and Darknyss come back to the center of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring. Darknyss stops at the center of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around till they each are standing in front of one of the sides of the ring. Gothika slides under the bottom rope as Darknyss climbs up the stairs confidently, then steps through the second rope, and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope. Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music and Darknyss stands in the center of the ring, pointing at them and talking junk to the crowd, nodding and clapping. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and they all come to stand beside Darknyss, waiting for the match to start...

Simone: Team Hero might just have their hands full... not only do they have to worry about Gothika and Raynin but they MUST keep their eyes on Darknyss as well!

Adams: This is going to be a tough task for Team Hero...

Referee Jasmine St. John says something to Team Hero, quick with them as she then turns and says something to the Fallen, seeming to talk to them for a tad bit longer than she did with Team Hero, especially Darknyss, followed by a turn to the times-keeper as she signals for the bell!

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Simone: And here we go! The rematch that MANY have been waiting for!

Adams: Everyone has been waiting for this rematch, but none as much as the Fallen have been!

Gothika winks at Roxi who shakes her head at her from across the ring. Each of them exit the ring to their respected apron as the bell sounds with Raynin and Keira in the ring to start off the match. The two eye each other up as they make a few slight movements, nothing to major, neither wanting to be quick to get things started, or make a mistake at that. The two finally move in towards each other and are actually pretty quick to lock hands, struggling back and forth trying to overpower one another. Raynin manages to get the upper hand over Keira as she takes her down to one knee in a side headlock hold. Keira tries to muscle out of it, but Raynin tightens the hold as Keira resorts to forearm smashes to the back of her kidneys. As Raynin feels the pain of the forearm smashes, Keira pushes her into the ropes. Raynin rebounds off the ropes and drops Keira with a shoulder thrust to the chest. Keira holds her chest as she starts to roll up to her feet. As she gets up to her feet, Raynin lifts her up off the canvas and holds her above her head, but as she attempts a scoop slam, Keira hops down off her back. Raynin turns around with and is met by an attempted kick to the gut by Keira, but Raynin catches Keira by the foot. Raynin yanks on Keira???s foot, bringing her shooting towards her as Raynin hits a huge clothesline that sends Keira straight to the canvas.

Simone: Wow what a clothesline! She had to of taken Keira???s head off with that!

Adams: Clothesline of the night, hello everybody!

Raynin grabs a handful of Keira???s hair as Raynin leans down to pick Keira up, Keira battles back with a few right hands to the hunched over Raynin who was trying to yank Keira to her feet. Keira hits a solid right hand as Raynin lets go of her hair. Raynin holds the side of her head as Keira pops up to her feet, hitting a quick knee to the gut of Raynin. Raynin hunches over again and Keira irish whips Raynin to the ropes. Raynin bounces off, coming back and looking for a clothesline but Keira ducks it. As Raynin bounces off the ropes a second time she is met with a dropkick to her chest. Raynin rolls towards the nearby turnbuckle, using the ropes and padding to help pull herself to her feet. Keira runs against the ropes, running towards Raynin and connecting with a side kick to the back of her kidneys. Raynin holds her side in pain as Keira tosses her against the turnbuckle pads. Keira hits a quick short arm clothesline against the turnbuckle and then grabs Raynin by the hair. Keira drags Raynin to the center of the ring where she kicks Raynin in the gut and then turns around, running to the ropes and jumping towards the middle rope. Keira looks for a springboard crossbody but Raynin hits her with a huge dropkick in mid air! Straight to the gut as Keira rolls around the ground holding her stomach in pain. Raynin smirks as she stands to her feet, walking towards Gothika and tagging her in.

Simone: Raynin looks great so far here in this one??? the Fallen want their titles back!

Adams: Yes they do, and now it???s Gothika???s turn to show it off.

Gothika walks into the ring where Keira has used the ropes to make her way to her feet. Gothika walks with a cocky smirk on her face, her hands on her hips as she walks towards Keira, stopping about 5 feet away and looking at Keira. Gothika stares Keira up and down and then scoffs, throwing a hand gesture towards her as if to say ???get out of here.??? Keira shakes her head and with frustration she struts towards Gothika and the two lock up. Keira puts Gothika in a quick headlock and tightens it as quick as she can. Gothika hits an elbow to the gut of Keira while still in the headlock and tosses Keira into the ropes. Keira comes back looking for a clothesline but finds nobody home as Gothika ducks it, running across to the ropes, bouncing off and coming back as she hits Keira with a jumping heel kick straight to the jaw of Keira! Gothika got high on that one! The cover,

...1

...2

...Kickout!

Simone: Wow that was a close one!

Adams: Did you see the height on that? She soared like an eagle!

Keira is quick to get a shoulder up as she pushes Gothika off of her and they two both quickly stand to their feet. They lock up again and Gothika hits a quick shin to the side of Keira as Keira hunches over in pain, holding her side??? Gothika takes a step back and hits a running neckbreaker on Keira who hits the canvas hard. Gothika stands up, smirking as she walks over to Keira who is on the ground, holding her neck in pain. Gothika walks over to Keira???s feet, grabbing her by the left foot, lifting her left leg into the air and delivering a vicious kick to the inside of her leg. Keira rolls around, holding her leg in pain.

Simone: Keira really needs to tag in Roxi...

Adams: Yeah or this one is going to be over really quick...

Keira gets to her feet, but Gothika is right there waiting for her. Gothika stalks Keira who staggers backwards as Gothika grabs her by the hair but Keira fights back with a huge right hand to the gut of Gothika. Keira then delivers a kick to the gut of Gothika, followed by a vicious knee to the face that sends Gothika staggering back a few steps. Keira takes a step towards Gothika and hits her with a huge karate type kick to the gut. Keira follows this up with a beautiful enzuigiri, this knocks Gothika straight to the canvas as Keira falls down to her knees as well. Keira tries quick to get up but is also limping from a few of the moves she endured, Roxi has her arm extended. Keira walks towards the corner, hunched over the whole way, fighting through the pain. Just as she is about to reach the corner, she is hit in the back of the head by a running elbow from Gothika. However Gothika doesn???t notice that a tag was made. Gothika begins to pound away on Keira, against the ropes, right hands to the head and as she is doing this Roxi enters the ring, now the legal Bombshell, grabbing Gothika from behind, by the hair and tossing her into the turnbuckle. Roxi begins to pound away with right hands to the face of Gothika, followed by a vicious shoulder thrust straight to the gut. Roxi walks Gothika over a few steps, pushing her against the ropes and irish whipping her across the ring. Gothika bounces off of the ropes and comes back with force, looking for a clothesline??? Roxi ducks, Gothika continues running, bouncing off of the opposite ropes as she comes back and is met by a huge roundhouse kick to the gut. Roxi follows this up with a hurricanrana, and a cover,

...1

...2

...Kickout!

Simone: Roxi Johnson has literally single handedly turned the tables on the Fallen!

Adams: Turned, spun, and broken tables...

Roxi sits up, on her knees as she grabs Gothika by the hair. Roxi stands up, yanking Gothika up with her as Gothika yells out in pain. Roxi delivers a knee to the gut of Gothika and then tosses her into the turnbuckle. Roxi climbs up to the middle rope as she begins to hammer away on Gothika with right hands to the head, the crowd counts as Roxi strikes...

1!

2!

3!

4!

5!

6!

7!

8!

9!

10!

Simone: Roxi is on fire, someone needs to put her out!

Adams: Roxi is on super fire! To the rescue!

Roxi drops down from the middle rope as Gothika staggers forward, falling to her knees. Roxi runs against the ropes behind Gothika as she runs up behind her and hitting a jumping reverse DDT on Gothika who had just barely made her way to her feet. Roxi is quick to go for the cover,

...1

...2

...Kickout!

Simone: Roxi really wants to end this Adams??? she is showing no remorse!

Adams: The Fallen are in trouble, Keira is still in this match too, if she gets on a roll too then this one is over!

Roxi stands up, she sort of raises an eyebrow at Jasmine St. John, Roxi not arguing but also not too happy considering she felt the count was a bit slow. Roxi stands up, looking over at Keira who shrugs her shoulder at Roxi. Roxi smiles at Keira, cooling down a bit and not worrying much about if the count was slow or fast. Roxi turns around, Gothika is using the ropes, attempting to climb to her feet. Roxi grabs Gothika by the hair again and stands her up, learning her back against the ropes and irish whipping her across the ring. Roxi bends over getting ready to flip Gothika over her head Gothika jumps over Roxi, flipping over Roxi, grabbing her legs and pulling her into a sitout roll up pin! The count,

...1

...2

...Roxi is able to kickout as she spins backwards onto her feet, Gothika is still in the sitout position and Roxi runs at her, looking for a dropkick but Gothika moves out of the way as Roxi hits the canvas. Both Bombshells are quick to their feet. Gothika quickly hits a running irish whip on Roxi that sends her straight to the corner where Raynin is. Raynin grabs Roxi by the hair and Roxi quickly smacks Raynin in the face, Raynin falling to the apron, holding her cheek in pain.

Simone: WOW! That was heard throughout the arena!

Adams: Talk about a BITCH SLAP

Roxi turns around as Gothika runs at her, looking for a clothesline but Roxi ducks it. Roxi spins Gothika around, kicking her straight in the gut as Gothika hunches over in pain yet again. Roxi grabs Gothika by the head, pulling her close into her body??? and throwing her face first off of the turnbuckle! Gothika falls straight onto her back as Roxi smirks, looking down, perfect position??? Roxi setting up???

???

Hopping up towards the turnbuckle...

???

Simone: She is going flying...

Adams: And...

Superstar Press!

???

... and it connects!

Roxi stands to her feet with a smile but??? running knee to the gut from Raynin out of nowhere, a devastating knee straight to the gut of Roxi who is in crucial pain as she literally flips over the knee of Raynin who looks down at Roxi who is holding her stomach in pain and???

???

BAM!

???

Keira from the top rope hits a crossbody on Raynin! The two begin to roll around in the ring, hair pulling, throwing smacks, punches, clawing each other's eyes out, you name it??? they are doing it. Jasmine St. John runs towards the two of them trying to separate them and having no luck at it at all. Roxi is up to her feet, staggering towards the turnbuckle as she looks over at Raynin and Keira??? Raynin clotheslines Keira right over the top rope.

Simone: Keira just went flying! Bye bye Keira!

Adams: This isn???t good for team Hero...

Jasmine St. John is yelling at Raynin who just smirks at her and Roxi runs up behind Raynin hitting a huge running forearm smash to the back of Raynin??? head. Raynin stumbles forward into Jasmine St. John, knocking her off of her feet as she falls backwards, hitting her head on the middle turnbuckle. Raynin turns around as she is met by a right hand from Roxi. The former Champ fights back with a right hand of her own, only to be hit by another from Roxi. Raynin goes for a strong right hand but Roxi ducks it runs towards the ropes and???

???

Springboard Roundhouse Kick to the Face!

???

Simone: Wow! Roxi just smacked her in the face with her boot!

Adams: That right there??? is called a boot smack!

Raynin falls backwards, rolling right out of the ring as the gorgeous kick connects, Roxi???s foot literally planting into the face of Raynin who falls to the arena floor. Then out of nowhere comes Gothika! Clothesline to the back of Roxi who wasn???t paying attention! Roxi flies face first into the canvas as she hits hard and Gothika stands there, smirking and looking down at Roxi. Gothika grabs Roxi, pulling her to her feet by her hair, tossing her towards the ropes and running at her, Roxi ducks a clothesline, following it with a right hand but Gothika blocks this, poking Roxi in the eye as Roxi grabs her eye, blinded by the poke and??? dropkick to the face that sends Roxi flying over the top rope!

Simone: Wow what a cheap poke to the eye...

Adams: And Roxi is laying right in front of our announce table, hurting...

Simone: What a cheap everything, even that dropkick was cheap, she couldn???t see!

Adams: Oh man...

Roxi is hurting on the outside as Gothika smirks, but what Gothika doesn???t realize is??? Keira Fisher center of the ring, waiting for her! Roxi turns around and Keira kicks her in the gut, Gothika hunches over as Keira runs towards the ropes, bouncing off and looking for a clothesline but Gothika ducks it. Gothika and Keira both spin at the same time but Gothika spins right into...

Simone: Gothika is off balance...

Adams: Seven Sins!

The huge kick to the face sends Gothika rollins right out of the ring as Keira looks over at Jasmine St. John, still out! Keira walks over to Jasmine and begins to shake her a bit. Jasmine shows some life, but not a whole lot, still hurting from the shot that she took earlier. Keira shakes her head, standing up and shrugging her shoulders, the fans go crazy for Keira, loving Team Hero and Keira loves it too as she raises her arms in the air, taunting to her fans!

Simone: Keira Fisher is on top of the world everyone!

Adams: Team Hero for the win!

Meanwhile we notice Darknyss has one of the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Championship in her hands, as she walks over to the ring where Raynin is on her knees, and slides the belt into Raynin who grabs it in her hands. Raynin smirks, looking down at it as she stands up to one knee, watching Keira who is looking outside of the ring towards the fans still. Keira turns around and???

Simone: No??? this isn???t right, this isn???t fair...

Adams: Don???t turn around Keira...

???

Raynin dives towards Keira???

???

The Title belt literally smacking off of the skull of Keira as Keira is completely knocked out cold! Jasmine St. John is finally starting to wake up as Raynin slides the belt out to Darknyss who places it back where it belongs. Raynin with the cover, Jasmine begins to count, very slowly, but counting...

Simone: This isn???t right??? Keira is out, Raynin has stooped to an all time low...

Adams: Anything for a win, anything for those titles Simone...

...1

...2

...Roxi saves the day! Out of nowhere she smashes her fists into the back of Raynin, breaking up the cover!

Simone: Yes, Roxi saves the day!

Adams: And that is exactly why she is a superhero!

Raynin thought she had it, she thought that the Fallen had regained the gold, Darknyss can???t believe it either! Darknyss is stomping her feet outside as Raynin and Roxi square up inside of the ring. Raynin misses a right hook and Roxi superkicks her right in the face! Raynin is down and Roxi wants it all!

Simone: Raynin is down??? Roxi wants the end!

Adams: Shes looking for the Reality Bites!

Darknyss is on the canvas trying to distract Roxi and Jasmine! Roxi runs at Darknyss and hits a huge dropkick to her midsection, sending her flying off of the canvas, turning back and going jaw first off of the barricade! Darknyss falls to the ground and is out! But meanwhile Gothika is back in the ring??? stalking Roxi!

Simone: Roxi is still all alone, Keira is out??? and Gothika is stalking her???.

Adams: This can???t be good??? Roxi!

Gothika moves in as Roxi turns around and ducks right under a grab attempt from Gothika! Roxi grabs Gothika by the hair and throws her head first into the turnbuckle! Roxi then runs towards the ropes, jumping to the middle rope and hitting a huge springboard spinning heel kick to the face of Gothika, sending her straight out of the ring! Roxi smirks, nodding her head as she clears house, but turns around, right into the...

...

Whisky Tango Foxtrot!

Simone: Raynin watch out...

Adams: This kick has ended so many matches...

...

But Roxi ducks right under it! Spinning Raynin around and hitting a quick flying clothesline. Raynin is on her back, Roxi has momentum??? she leaps for the middle rope and...

Reality Bites!

Roxi connects with her finishing move, staying right on top of Raynin for the cover! And the count, the fans on their feet...

Simone: Yes! Could this be it?!

Adams: Count! Count!

...1

...2

...3

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, here are your winners and STILL the SCW Bombshell World Tag Team Champions! Roxi Johnson, Keira Fisher??? Team Hero!

Simone: Match of the night candidate right there! Wow what a match put on by both of these teams??? but Team Hero showed exactly why they are the Champions, and they will continue to be the Champions!

Adams: the Fallen gave it EVERYTHING they had, but it still wasn???t enough Team Hero is SCARY!




The cameras switch to backstage where we find Alexis Edwards heading towards the locker rooms following her successful title defense against Lyah Lindberg. She has her Bombshell Internet Championship thrown over her shoulder as she walks down the hall. As she rounds a corner she???s caught off guard as she bumps into Pussy Willow. Alexis narrows her eyes and glares at Pussy Willow, who is just brushing herself off from the accidental encounter.

Alexis: Shit! Watch where you???re going next time, idiot. Out of my way???

Pussy Willow just shakes her head and somehow manages to offer Alexis a friendly smile.

Pussy: Well now...is that really the type of attitude to have after winning your match? Congratulations, by the way. You???ve kept your title another day.

Alexis rolls her eyes and once again glares at Pussy Willow. She???s just about to respond when her attention is moved behind Pussy Willow. The camera pans out to see World Bombshell Champion, Mikah, standing just behind Pussy Willow.

Mikah: Move your unimportant self away so somebody more important can talk to the Bombshell Internet Champion.

She shoots Pussy Willow a dirty look before giving the interviewer a small, not too hard shove. She fixes her own championship belt over her shoulder. She sneers at Pussy Willow before turning her attention to Alexis.

Mikah: Great job out there. Everybody knew you were going to win anyways but I bet Lyah???s gonna go running for the hills in embarrassment. We should maybe think about throwing a celebration just for that alone.

Mikah smirks as she looks at Alexis. Alexis smirks back, but it???s hard a proud or confident one as she shrugs.

Alexis: Thanks, I guess. Not like it was such a big win anyway. The bitch didn???t even put up much of a fight. Kinda disappointing if you ask me, but it???s whatever.

Alexis turns her attention back to Pussy Willow who still standing just out of view.

Alexis: Was that shove too subtle a hint, bitch? You and your fake big tits are not needed???

Alexis stares at Pussy for a few moments until Pussy Willow gives up and walks away without an argument. Alexis shakes her head and then lets out a relieved sigh when Pussy Willow is gone.

Mikah: That bitch is annoying.

Mikah rolls her eyes to her own words before shrugging her own shoulders.

Mikah: She was probably intimidated by you or something. Although, she was all hippy-happy to be facing you two weeks ago. I wonder where that energy of hers went. Oh well, still a win for you.

Mikah shrugs before looking around the practically empty hallway.

Mikah: Don???t you have your own locker room? Or is Christian a little stingy on giving those out?

Mikah raises an eyebrow at Alexis . Alexis just lets out an amused laugh before she shakes her head.

Alexis: Me? My own locker room? That???s funny. I usually have to hide away until the rest of the Bombshells are done hogging the other locker room.

Alexis rolls her eyes before she adjusts the Internet Championship over her shoulder.

Alexis: Even as a champion I don???t get the same treatment as other champions. Oh well. No sense in bitching about it or demanding shit, because it???ll get me nowhere. Such is the life of a Nobody.

Alexis doesn???t even bother getting angry or upset over the situation as she shrugs again. She glances towards the World Bombshell Championship on Mikah???s shoulder, but keeps quiet.

Mikah: I wouldn???t want to share a locker room with the likes of Veronica Taylor. Ew. Maybe you should demand one, you ARE the Bombshell Internet Champion. But go to Mark instead of Christian; Christian likes to say the word NO too much.

The Bombshell Champion shrugs again before adjusting her championship once more on her shoulder.

Mikah: After I beat the snot out of Melanie Gabrielle and take her stupid championship away from her, we should go celebrate. Or something. I???m not even sure what the hell you can even do here in Canada.

Mikah turns up her nose at the mention of Canada. Alexis laughs again.

Alexis: Hell if I know. I don???t plan on staying here any longer than I have to. I???m just glad this tour is over after tonight. I can???t wait to get back to Vegas and stay in Vegas.

Alexis leans against the wall, almost getting comfortable where she stands.

Alexis: But I???m game for going out and celebrating or whatever. I mean, after tonight, you and I will both hold all of the singles gold. Lucky you, huh?

Mikah shrugs her shoulders, an impassive look on her face.

Mikah: I really DON???T want that cruddy Bombshell Roulette Championship. AT ALL. I just want my Bombshell Championship. Maybe we can find a river or a lake or some body of water to toss the belt in.

She shrugs her shoulders again.

Mikah: I???m sure Christian would LOVE that one.

Mikah chuckles at the thought of that, and Alexis lets out a chuckle of her own.

Alexis: As awesome as that sounds, better be careful. The fans might riot and call for you to be burned at the stake with such a display. I???m surprised they haven???t said shit about me just dragging this title around. It???s really not that big of a deal to me as I thought it would be. I don???t get the respect I thought I would with it.

Alexis shrugs again and glances down to the title on her shoulder. Mikah offers a sympathetic smile.

Mikah: I???m not sure who???s respect you want but the fans definitely don???t deserve it; they can???t spot talent if it landed right in front of them. They cheer on people like Lyah Lindberg and Drake Green. How smart can they be?

Mikah moves a hand up in a shrugging like motion before placing her arm back down beside her.

Alexis: I couldn???t give two shits about the fans honestly. I don???t pander to them. I don???t give them what they want. I???m just more so talking about everyone else in this place. I???ve backed up my words enough and yet people still think I???m a piece of shit. Whatever, though. I???ll just continue to beat the shit out of everyone and prove them wrong.

She glances back down at the title with a curious look on her face.

Alexis: I just wonder who the next uppidy undeserving bitch they???ll give a shit at my title to next.

Mikah: Be careful, they might give it to Veronica Taylor or that bimbo she went up against. And fuck the rest of those people that don???t give you their respect; they aren???t worth it. I???m not even sure that I have their respect.

A shrug easily rolls off of her shoulders as she looks at Alexis.

Mikah: Just don???t worry about those fuckers, just worry about getting shitfaced tonight. Because either way, alcohol???s the answer.

Alexis manages to crack a smile.

Alexis: I can???t disagree with you there. Anyway, come find me when you???ve won your match. I should probably go check on Celeste. She and Jessie ripped each other to shreds earlier in case you weren???t watching.

Alexis pushes herself away from the wall, once again looking towards Mikah???s World Bombshell Championship.

Alexis: I???d wish you good luck, but I think we both know you don???t need it.

Mikah just smirks confidently as Alexis just grins and walks past her and heads down the hall.




Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a grudge match???

The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in. The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman

Justin: Making his way down the aisle! From London, England, weighing 220 pounds -- Ben Jordan!

He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, awaits for his opponent.

Three golden spotlights shine down on the stage as a video package begins to play on the screen. 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 stage, 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.

Justin: Making his way down the aisle, from Las Vegas, Nevada. He weighs in at two hundred and forty one pounds. He is SCW's Must See Superstar, please welcome TRAVIS NATHANIEL ANDREWS.

No sooner had Travis??? been introduced, he stands at the top of the ramp and stares a hole straight through Jordan, before slowly taking off his jacket and then bursts into a sprint down the ramp towards the ring, Jordan sees Travis sprinting down the ramp and decides to climb out of the ring.

Adams: Looks like we are starting this grudge match outside the ring.

Jordan and Andrews meet at the bottom of the ramp and Jordan tries to catch Andrews with a clothesline, but Andrews ducks out of the way and turns and hits him hard with a fist, which staggers Jordan, however, Andrews isn???t finished and continues to hit Jordan over and over up the ramp, as Andrews hits Jordan that little bit harder and sends him down to one knee, but Andrews picks him up and continues to hit him.

Simone: Jordan brought the fight, but Andrews is just owning Jordan.

Holly Wood who has been watching them, begins to order them back down to the ramp and into the ring to officially start the match. But she is ignored, as Andrews delivers an uppercut to Jordan, which send him down onto the ramp but Andrews isn???t done and scoops Jordan up and dumps him back down on his back on the ramp.

Adams: Holly is certainly eager to get them into the ring.

Simone: It???s a grudge match??? it isn???t going to happen in a hurry.

Adams: Definitely, especially with Andrews dumping Jordan on his back against the ramp.

Andrews then picks him back up and drags him back down the ramp, much to the delight of Holly Wood, who is eager to get this match started officially, however, as they get to the bottom of the ramp, Andrews grabs Jordan by the head and pushes him in the ring steps with a loud clatter.

Simone: Travis isn???t letting Ben into this match at all.

Jordan screams out, however, before he can react any further, Andrews delivers a couple of boot shots to Jordan???s body, as Andrews screams at the top of his lungs.

???BEN FUCKING JORDAN EVERYONE!! PATHETIC PIECE OF TRASH!???

Adams: That isn???t very PC.

Simone: When it???s a grudge match??? PC goes out of the window.

Andrews hits one more boot on Jordan, before pulling him to his feet and then snap suplexing him with a thud as Jordan???s back bounces off the mat. Holly Wood demands Andrews to get inside the ring, but ignore her and tells her he will do it in his own time.

Adams: Damn??? did you hear that thud?

Simone: I did.

Grabbing Jordan once more, he pulls him to his feet and grabs Jordan by the waist and goes for the Designers Choice (Double Wrist Lock Belly to Belly Suplex), but before he can hit the move, Jordan begins to head-butt Andrews. Jordan shakes his head the first time, as Andrews grip lessons. Jordan continues to head-butt Andrews repeatedly, which catches Andrews on the nose and blood begin to pour and Andrews lets go of the hold.

Simone: That???s an interesting counter to the Belly to Belly Suplex??? head butting your opponent.

Adams: I???m just wondering if that broke Travis??? nose??? look at all that blood.

Once free from Andrews grip, Jordan crawls away as he tries to shake away the cobwebs from the early onslaught from Andrews, as Andrews goes down to one knee and rubs his head and notices that his nose is bleeding profusely.

Adams: Uh ok??? Travis doesn???t look too pleased with Jordan over that bloody nose.

Andrews looks over at Jordan and shakes his head, as he stumbles to his feet and goes over to Jordan, where he pulls Jordan to his feet and gives him a slap across the face, but Jordan responds with a forearm smash, which stumbles Andrews. Jordan steps forwards and delivers another forearm smash, before grabbing Andrews and throwing him back into the ring and following close behind.

Simone: Finally we can get this match officially started.

Adams: No thanks to Jordan and slowing Travis down.

Finally Holly can ring the bell for the match to officially start.

Ding???

Ding???

Jordan gets to his feet, where he heads over to Andrews, however, Andrews grabs Jordan and surprises him with a small package roll-up.

Simone: Andrews tries to surprise Jordan with a small package roll up.

1???

2???

Adams: Jordan is very much alert and kicks out with ease.

Jordan kicks out and quickly rolls himself away, as he looks at Andrews, who looks back at Jordan and smirks. Jordan shakes his head and gets to his feet and watches Andrews get his feet, as they stare each other down once again, as Andrews talks trash to Jordan, but Jordan ignores it and steps forward and tells Andrews to bring it.

Adams: This should have happened way earlier, but who cares.

Simone: The fans and maybe Jordan.

Andrews looks at Jordan and they lock up for a basic collar and tie lock-up, where they battle it out in the centre of the ring, but with Andrews few extra pounds on Jordan, he pushes Jordan into the ropes, which Holly moves in and forces Andrews to break the hold.

Simone: Here we go??? both men fighting for position now.

Andrews raises his hands up and backs away only a little, however, he pokes his fingers into one of Jordan???s eyes, which Holly admonishes Andrews for, while Jordan covers his eye and rubs it, he charges at Andrews, but Andrews sidesteps Jordan and delivers a chop to Jordan???s chest, which staggers him and makes him forget about his eye and holds his chest.

Simone: Oh come on??? seriously resorting eye poking.

Adams: Travis??? doesn???t care??? he just wants to end Jordan.

Andrews delivers another chop to the chest, as Jordan stagger away holding his chest, however, Andrews only follows and grabs Jordan and spins him around, but Jordan is ready this time and hits his down chop before following it up with a lariat.

Adams: Ben just surprised Travis with a lariat??? will slow Travis down a little.

Jordan goes to down to one knee for a moment as he rubs his eye, but quickly gets back to his feet and heads over to Andrews, where he begins to stomp on Andrews several times, who does his best to cover up but with little success. Jordan stops stomping on Andrews and backs away for a moment before turning and using the ropes and hitting a springboard leg drop on Andrews.

Simone: I think the tables have turned and now its Jordan???s turn in kicking some ass.

Jordan then turns Andrews over onto his front, and begins to set up the Crossing Jordan (Crossface), however, Andrews recognises this move and wiggles himself towards the ropes and grabbing them. Jordan let???s go of Andrews and then backs away, before getting to his feet as he urges Andrews to get up.

Adams: Great ring awareness from Andrews there.

Almost at his request, Andrews slowly makes his way to his feet using the ropes, as Jordan moves in and grabs Andrews around the waist and goes to hit a belly to back Suplex, however, Andrews tries to fight out of the move, at first grabbing Jordan???s hands and attempting to break them apart, before swinging his elbows at Jordan???s head, but Jordan ducks them and begins to club the back of Andrews, before actually hitting the belly to back Suplex.

Simone: Nice belly to back Suplex, which will slow Andrews down.

Adams: And now goes for the cover.

Jordan then goes for a cover???

1???

2???

Kickout???

Adams: He may need to do some more damage.

Jordan shakes his head, as he gets to his feet and grabs Andrews and picks him up, where he delivers a forearm to the face of Andrews, before whipping him into the turnbuckle and goes to follow up with a splash, but Andrews moves out of the way and Jordan hits the turnbuckle. As Jordan turns, Andrews tries for an enziguri, but Jordan catches Andrews leg and ducks the move and his a dragon screw on Andrews.

Simone: Andrews tries for a enziguri and that will be the last time he will use that.

Adams: Definitely??? especially with Ben hitting a dragon screw after.

Jordan springs back to his feet and looks down at Andrews before stomping on the leg that he had just dragon screwed. He again picks Andrews up and hits a couple more forearm smashes, before whipping him into the ropes and as Andrews comes back, Jordan uses his remaining strength to lift Andrews and hit a spine buster, and using the momentum, he rolls Andrews onto his front and locks in the Crossing Jordan.

Simone: Nice spine buster into crossface combo there.

Adams: This has to be it???. Andrews has nowhere else to go.

Andrews tries to fight out of it, but with nowhere to go and Jordan cranking back on Andrew???s neck, Andrews is forced to tap out. As the bell rings, Jordan keeps the crossface locked in for a few moments long, as Holly shouts at him to let go and Jordan lets go and gets to his feet.

Simone: Andrews has no option but to tap and it???s a big dent in Mark Ward???s quest to end ACW.

Ding???

Ding???

Justin: The winning of this match via submission???. BEEENNNN JORRRDANN!!

Jordan raises his arms high to celebrate as his music plays over the pa, as Holly rolls Andrews out of the ring.




Goth can be seen backstage after returning to the arena, when he is suddenly stopped by Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Goth, congratulations. You have successfully defended your title against Wyatt Peterson and now you are heading into the Main Event as you will defend your championship belt as well as going after the World Title. What are your thoughts???

Goth: My thoughts?? You want to know my thoughts?? Fine!! I will give you my thoughts, I am a champion. I have tied the record as the longest Roulette champion in the HISTORY of this company. And all the people can talk about is that I am a lapdog to either Raab or Mark Ward. And quite honestly?? Who made these people become brain surgeons for crying out loud??

Pussy: Clearly you are upset, but you never???.

Goth: I never allowed it to get to me, but I am sure going to be a damned man if I do not allow the world to see just a brief memory of what this lapdog can do inside the ring. A lapdog that has got a chance to become the first ever 3 time World and Roulette champion in one single night. And people seem to forget that I have done this all by myself, the record breaking reign and my chance to become a world champion once more. So if that makes me a lap dog?? Then let???s wait what Drake Green will be when I have beaten him??? beaten by a dog.

With that Goth walks off as he gets himself ready for the main event later tonight




Monster by Skillet plays over the sound system as Lord Raab comes out through the curtain with Henry Losak 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 up the stairs before going in-between the ropes and crouches down in the corner moving backwards and forwards, 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 with Henry standing outside of the ring.

Justin: The first wrestler, currently in the ring is the challenger!! Standing in at 6???4 and weighing in at 230 pounds!! Hailing from Cologne, Germany!!! The Masked German Monster!! Lord Raab!!!!

v/o: "Ottawa, 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 the popular Phil Collins song "In The Air Tonight" begins to filter throughout the arena as the letters finish forming the nickname Mental Rapist.

Through the crimson mist, two very beautiful women from Ottawa carrying baskets making their way onto the entrance ramp. The arena erupts into whistles and catcalls as both are dressed in very scantily fitted outfits, low cut with lots of leg showing. They get to the edge of the stage before Sean Jackson steps into view. Jackson is motionless, completely focused, his face adorned with a serious look.

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 down the ramp. As the entourage moves toward the ring, the two women reach into their baskets and begin dropping $100 bills 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 continue the slow trek towards the ring. Sean 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 the Dallas, Texas native to continue walking on. 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 Marshall 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 his opponent!! Standing in at 6???2 and weighing in at 220 pounds!! Hailing from Dallas, Texas. He is the Mental Rapist!! Your Internet Champion!! Sean Jackson!!!

Simone: This is one of the most damndest matches that I will ever see and two men that truly despise each other.

Drew Patton looks on to the outside of the match as the only thing that he has to do is to call for the bell Sean Jackson stares around the ring as he sees the flames rise around him. His focus is completely away from his opponent, who just stands in the corner staring at the Internet champion with a sickening smile upon his face as the heat doesn???t effect him.

DING DING DING

Sean Jackson finally turns around and walks into a running clothesline from the big monster who grabs the throat of the Internet champion as he lifts him back to his feet and pushes him in the corner. Shoving his head over the top ropes as the flames rise up and comes inches closer to Jackson. Who feels the heat and starts to drive punches in the face of Raab before kicking him in the knee. Causing Raab to stagger backwards. Jackson runs towards him and grabs his head as he drops him with a running neck breaker in the middle of the ring. Jackson gets up to his feet, but comes too close to the ropes as the flams rise up high almost reaching his face. Causing Jackson???s eyes to pop up wide as he staggers backwards and falls down on his backside out of fear.

Simone: Did you see that?? He completely forgot about the flames!!

Adams: I???m surprised about that, I mean I am several feet away from the flames and I am about to take off my shirt!!!

Sean is screaming towards Marshall to throw him some water as Marshall grabs a bottle of water and tosses it towards Sean Jackson as he grabs it and pours it all over his body before being booted in the face from Raab who has gotten back to his feet. Raab grabs Jackson and whips Jackson in the corner and follows it up with a big time running clothesline. He drives series of elbows to the skull before grabbing Jackosn by the face and drives his fingers into the eye sockets of Sean Jackson. Who is screaming from the top of his lungs as Jackson gets whipped in the middle of the ring. Sean gets to his knees and crawls towards the ropes to escape the wrath of Raab, but stares at the flames that burn in front of him as he freezes in fear. Before having his skull grabbed by Raab. Raab pulls his head backwards and drives some heavy blows into the chest area before driving his knee in the spine of Jackson and pulls the head back with both hands. Causing Jackson to scream out in agony while grabbing the ropes in the hope of breaking the hold.

Simone: It???s quite normal to do the thing that Sean Jackson is doing, grabbing the ropes so that the referee forces you to break the hold.

Adams: Yeah, but unfortunately for the Internet champion, this is a no dq match!!!

Jackson pulls his fingers from the ropes as they felt the heat of the flames as he blows at his fingers as if they are on fire. Raab grabs him by the head and pulls him to his feet before whipping Jackson in the ropes and goes for a big boot. But Jackson ducks the boot and spins Raab around and kicks him in the knee. Causing Raab to drop to his knee as Jackson grabs the headpiece of the former World champion and starts to pound across the face with closed fists before driving a knee to the chin of Raab. causing him to fall backwards as Jackson goes for a choke. Choking Raab with one hand as he screams at the former champion that he is a coward. He follows it up with dropping series of knees to the face of Lord Raab. Screaming at the former champion before driving several elbows to the side of Raab???s head as he gets to the turnbuckles and takes off the turnbuckle pad before turning his attention back to Lord Raab. Who is slowly getting to his feet and shakes off the cobwebs. Jackson turns around and tosses the turnbuckle pad on the canvas as he turns around and grabs Raab by the hair and drags him to the turnbuckles as he sets him up to bash him with his head into the exposed turnbuckle. But Raab blocks it and elbows Jackson in the ribs before driving him chest first into the steel exposed turnbuckle. Causing Jackson to grab his chest and is feeling a lot of pain. Raab grabs him and drives Jackson down hard with a German overhead release suplex. Causing Jackson???s boot to hit the ropes as he immediately drags his foot away as not wanting to catch fire.

Simone: This is truly a type of match for Lord Raab

Adams: I hate to agree, I just don???t know how Jackson can win a match like this against a man like Lord Raab!!!

Lord Raab wraps his arm around the throat of Jackson in a reversed chinlock, putting al of his weight on the neck of Sean Jackson as it causes him to breathe even harder. Jackson tries to reach for the ropes, but is too far away as this also is no use for him to break the hold that he is put on. Raab gets up and drives a knee into the spine of Jackson before grabbing his arms and pulling backwards as the knee is pushed into the neck of the internet champion. Jackson tries to match strength with Raab, but is no match for the giant monster as he slowly tries to push himself back to his feet and delivers a kick backwards. Hitting Raab in the private area as that causes Raab to drop to his knees holding his private region in pain. Jackson coughs hard as the fire causes him hard to breath heavy. He grabs the leg of Raab and drives series of elbows into the thigh area. He then grabs the leg and locks it between both of his own and drives the knee in the canvas. Causing Raab to scream in pain as Jackson grabs the leg and pounds away at the knee joint before driving his knee in the knee joint several times. He then drags the leg towards the ropes and puts the boot of Lord Raab on the bottom rope as Sean Jackson jumps up and lands hard on the knee joint.

Simone: Smart strategy from the champion, taking away the vertical base from the power house then you cant execute much power moves!!

Sean grabs the boot and tries to push it towards the fire, wanting to make it burn but Raab manages to kick him off of him. slowly getting to his feet as he limps around, only to be levelled by Sean Jackson with a shot block from behind. Causing Raab to land face first close to the ropes and the flames as Jackson jumps towards him like a man possessed. Pounding away at his face before grabbing him by the arm and tries to push the hand towards the fire. Trying to make the hand catch the flames as he struggles to push it further and further. Raab???s fingers are inches away from the flames as suddenly Raab closes his hand into a fist and manages to push backwards towards the champions efforts. Causing Jackson???s eyes to widen as he shakes his head no in disbelief. Finally Raab manages to push backwards and ultimately grabs the throat of the champion as he slowly gets to his feet, lifting the champion up in the air and walks towards the ropes.

Adams: You aren???t going to tell me that he is going to throw Jackson into the flames???

Simone: You never know what is going on inside that mind of Raab!!! you know he loves the flames

Choking out Jackson, who is kicking in the air, trying to use both hands to loosen the grip that Raab has on him before putting both of his feet on the ropes. Trying to fight the intentions from the former champion of the world as he wants to drop him over the top rope to the outside. Raab gets kicked in the face by the champion as he frees himself from his grip and then jumps forward for a flying clothesline, but gets caught by Raab who executes a Sidewalk slam in the middle of the ring. He then sits up and looks around, smiling at the burning flames outside of the ring as he feels at home in the burning confines of the flames that are rising higher and higher at times. He then gets to his feet and grabs Jackson as he sets him up for a Power bomb position, lifting him up high in the air and holds him there as he walks towards the ropes as Jackson tries to free himself by pounding away at the face of the former champion but to no evail. Jackson then is pushed towards the ropes as Jackson rolls backwards and locks his legs around the neck of Raab. grabbing the middle rope as he tries to use his leg strength to whip the monster into the flames. Only to be thrown across the ring with the immense strength that the member of the Monstimals possess. Causing Jackson to come inches away from the ropes as he crawls away from the ropes. The camera zooms in on his face as we see the face of fear of the flames etched on the face of Sean Jackson

Simone: It???s hard to fight not only a dangerous man like Raab, but also having to deal with the flames that are unforgiven for everyone!!!

Raab walks towards Jackson, the champion starts to beg with the monster as he looks around him and only sees the ropes and the flames surrounding him as he starts to crawl around the ring. Raab grabs him by the legs and sets him up for a Catapult, sending him into the ropes as Jackson rolls ove them and holds on to the ropes. He stands on the apron and has a look of terror on his face as he suddenly comes face to face with the flames that misses him with an inch of his life. The look upon his face is one that is simply terrified with fear as Raab comes up towards him. grabbing him by the head as he wants to pound away on his chest.

Simone: Uh ooh???. This doesn???t look good for the champ!!!

Adams: Nowhere to run!!!!

Jackson grabs the head of Raab and falls down as he lands sitting on the ring apron while the move causes Raab to hit the ropes throat first. Causing him to fall backwards as Jackson manages to get back in the ring without hitting the flames somehow. He slowly gets back in the ring and wipes off the sweat from his forehead and looks at Raab that slowly gets to his feet. He runs towards him and jumps on his back and locks him in a sleeper hold. Wrapping his feet around the frame of the monster and tries to wear him down with the sleeper hold as Raab tries to reach behind him to grab the champion. Raab drops to his knees as Jackson puts more and more pressure on the sleeper hold as he lets go off the hold and locks the big man in a Dragon sleeper. After a few moments dropping the neck of Raab across his knee. He signals that he is going to finish it as he goes for a signature move of his as he lifts Raab across his shoulders.

Simone: Oh my god!! He is going for the Hook em Horns Driver!!!

Jackson lifts him up and drops him hard on the canvas, near the ropes but not near enough for the flames as he suddenly grabs something out of his trunks.

Adams: What the???

Simone: Handcuffs!!!

Jackson grabs the left arm of Raab and locks the cuffs to his wrist before locking the cuffs to the bottom rope. He then starts to pound away on the challenger while screaming towards Marshall as he throws something at him.

Simone: Another bottle of water?? Right now???

Raab is struggling, trying to break free from the cuffs as he kicks and uses his other arm to keep Jackson away. Jackson grabs the bottle and pours the fluid across the left boot of Raab and then runs a trail across the ring towards the ring apron. He then grabs the turnbuckle pad and pushes it on the flames as it sets on fire.

Adams: Oh no, don???t let that fluid be some kind of oil!!!

Jackson sees the turnbuckle hit fire as he drops it on the fluid and it causes a trail of flames to emerge. Raab has gotten up and tries to break the handcuffs off the top rope using all of his might as the flames get closer and closer. He finally manages to break the cuffs and charges in on Jackson, who runs away from Raab. He falls to his feet out of fear as Raab has him by the throat, lifting him up and wants to throw him into the flames as the bell suddenly rings.

Justin: The winner of this match and STILL Internet champion!!! Sean Jackson!!!

Raab looks around and sees that the trail of fire has caught up with him, causing his boot to catch fire. He drops Jackson, who flees the ring after seeing that the flames have vanished as SCW members of staff use a flame extinguisher to put out the flames on the boot of Raab.

Simone: I???ve never seen a finish like that in my entire life!!!

Adams: Yeah, Raab had Jackson just moments away from being torched!!!

Adams: What's this?

As Jackson goes to throw his belt over his shoulder, he gets tackled from behind.

Simone: It's Samuel McPherson!

McPherson begins to stomp on Jackson and Raab quickly joins in. They pick up Sean and set him up, readying him for Monstimals Kill, but just before they hit the move a loud buzz comes from the crowd.

Adams: It's Drake Green! It's the World Heavyweight Champion!

Almost out of nowhere, Drake runs in and starts to go after both men. He hits them with a few hard shots, which end up being just enough to force them out of the ring. Raab and McPherson slowly back off and when they're finally out of striking distance Drake helps Jackson to his feet.

Simone: What's this now?

Jackson and Green stare at each other for a moment. The crowd goes quiet when Drake stretches out his hand for Sean to take it. Jackson looks him over for a second before taking his hand, smiling. The crowd goes nuts.

Adams: I think hell has just frozen over.

Simone:I think ACW's ranks just got a little stronger, Jason.

The crowd cheers wildly as Drake and Jackson climb opposite turnbuckles, raising their arms for the crowd. Both men get down and start to head up the ramp. They slap the hands of the fans as they walk up and when they get to the stage they turn around and raise their arms one more time. They smile as the crowd cheers.

Crowd: ACW! ACW! ACW!

Simone:What a night so far, ladies and gentlemen. And we've got more to come. We'll be right back.

The crowd cuts to backstage as it focuses on Drake and Jackson together on the stage.




Justin: Once again, please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers as Amanda walks out, dressed in a flannel bathrobe, bunny slippers, hair in courlers and holding a hanky to her nose. She inhales a big snorting sound and honks into the hanky before the performance begins.

Amanda: I was good as solid gold,
And did the things that I was told,
The days nobody had a stove,
But I got a cold for Christmas.

Johnny got a brand new sled,
With shiny runners painted red,
He???s outside but I???m in bed,
I got a cold for Christmas.

All the other girls and boys,
Ran downstairs to get their toys,
But all I did was sneeze and sniff,
And use my Christmas handkerchief!

It can???t be right, it isn???t fair,
I brushed my teeth and combed my hair,
But did it get me anywhere?
I got a cold for Christmas.

Waited by the windowsill,
Just for Santa, caught a chill,
Where???s my penicillin pill?
I got a cold for Christmas.

Granny got a brand new gun,
And Jim got electric trains that run,
I got a fever of one hundred and one,
I got a cold for Christmas!

Amanda blows into her hanky again in a loud honking sound, then looks up and snarls.

Amanda: Aw to heck with it! I'm being bad next year!

The crowd applauds as a disgruntled Amanda turns about and stomps back behind the curtains.




Simone: Fans, it is almost time for the Bombshell title versus title match! Earlier this evening, the Roulette wheel was spun and the stipulation for the match was determined to be...

Adams: Lumberjills!

Simone: Exactly! The ring will soon be surrounded with every SCW woman that is fit to serve as a Lumberjill, and given the stakes, I am betting many of them will drag themselves out here to see this!

Referee Jacob Summers steps inside of the ring and shakes Justin's hand as the semi-main event is set to begin...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the Bombshell title versus title match!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: It is scheduled for one fall, and as determined by the spinning of the roulette wheel, it will be contested under Lumberjill rules!

More cheers!

Justin: Now introducing, the Lumberjills...!

"She's totally committed
To major independence
But she's a lady through and through
She gives them quite a battle
All that they can handle
She'll bruise some
She'll hurt some too
But oh they love to watch her strut
Oh they do respect her but
They love to watch her strut"

Bog Seger's "Her Strut" begins to blast over the sound system of the TD Place Arena and the curtains at the front of the stage fly open and one by one, the women of Sin City Wrestling make their way down to ringside to serve as the Lumberjills for this historic event!

Team Hero aka Roxi Johnson and Keira Fisher ...
Samantha Marlowe ...
Traci Patterson ... Katie Patterson ...
Mercedes Vargas ...
Alexis Edwards ...
Candy Overton ...
Kate Steele ...
Kahlan "Bliss" Fischer ...
Veronica Taylor ...
Lucy Seraphina ...
The Fallen aka Raynin and Gothika ...
Crystal Hilton ...
Lyah Lindberg ...
Even the reporters, Miss Rocky Mountains and Pussy Willow, as well as makeup lady Janet, makes their way out!

The crowd cheers as the ring is soon surrounded by more than eighteen women!

Adams: A Lumberjill match! This is going to be bloody BRILLIANT!

Belinda casually takes her glass of ice water and dumps it into Jason's lap. Jason shoots to his feet, wide eyed!

Adams: AHHHHH!!!

Then he calmly sits back down, hands clasped on the table.

Adams: I'm good, now.

"Her Strut" slowly subsides and the murmur of the crowd begins to ignite.

Justin: Introducing first...!

The lights turn pink, red and purple as "Evil Angel" by: Breaking Benjamin plays. Melanie Gabrielle walks out with her sword in hand. She raises it up into the air and lets out a battle cry.

Justin: from Copenhagen, Denmark, weighing 130 pounds, she is the current reigning SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion -- Melanie Gabrielle!

Melanie walks down the ramp as the crowd cheers loudly for her. As she gets into the ring, the lights turn off and a spot light is on her. She jumps into the ring and walks into the center. Melanie takes her crown off her head and tosses into the air. She catches it as the lights turn to normal.

Simone: The reigning Roulette Champion of the Bombshell division, and tonight she has the chance to make history! To walk out of Canada as both that as well as the World Championship belts in her possession!

Adams: Problem is, Mikah has that same chance.

Simone: There's a flaw in every system.

Justin: Introducing her 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, weighing 110 pounds, she is the current reigning SCW World Bombshell Champion -- 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.

Adams: Can you imagine what it'll be like if Mikah walks out of here with both the World title and the Roulette?

Simone: There'll be no living with her if that were the case.

Adams: Is there now?

Simone: Fair point.

Mikah waves Melanie back off as she slowly removes the world title belt from around her waist and reluctantly passes it to the hands of Jacob Summers who is already holding the roulette belt. Mikah points to Melanie's belt, then at herself, smiling and nodding as Gabrielle just rolls her eyes at the arrogant world champion.

Adams: Confidant, isn't she?

Simone: Given her dominance over the Bombshell division for over half a year, I'd say she's earned that right.

Jacob takes both title belts to the center of the ring and holds them up and the crowd cheers!

Simone: Here we go! The Bombshell World and Roulette titles on the line!

Jacob then passes the belts out to Justin who takes them to the timekeeper's table, but not before he gets "gang goosed" by some of the Lumberjills.

Adams: The price you pay for having a set of hot buns. I should know.

Simone: Been admiring Justin's backside, have you?

Adams: .... NO! I mean I have a hot arse meself!

Jacob calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

At the sound of the bell, Mikah immediately begins arguing with some of the Lumberjills outside of her side of the ring!

Simone: Oh that's smart! Piss off the women on the outside right from the start!

Adams: Hey give Mikah some fair credit. She probably had them pissed off before this show even started.

Mikah leans through the ropes, jawing at Keira Fisher and Roxi Johnson, when Melanie Gabrielle rushes across the ring as Mikah trades barbs with Team Hero and is slammed into by the Roulette Champion!

Adams: And we are off!

Simone: Some of us more noticeably than others.

Melanie drives a shoulder into her midsection and Mikah doubles over and allows herself to be exposed by a follow up knee lift which knocks her to the mat. Melanie grabs a handful of hair and brings the World Champion back to her feet, measures her carefully and delivers a drop kick which sends her back down. Mikah rolls across the mat towards the ropes, but is stopped short of falling to the floor by a timely intercept by Traci Patterson who blocks her path and keeps her within striking distance of the approaching Melanie.

Simone: Already the Lumberjills are serving their purpose.

Melanie responds with a boot to the midsection followed by a snapmare which rolls Mikah back towards the center of the ring. Melanie then dashes into the ropes and springboards off of the center rope and flies off, dropkicking Mikah in the back of the head! Mikah rolls around, holding the back of her head and Melanie covers her right away, hooking both legs!

1.....
2.....
Mikah kicks out!

Adams: Melanie is off to a fast start, going for a pin so soon.

Simone: She really wants to add the world title along with her own roulette belt.

Melanie pulls Mikah into a seated position and wraps her arm around her chin from behind in a rear chin lock, seeking to control the tempo of the match as well as wear Mikah down. Mikah writhes on the mat for several moments as Jacob checks for any signs of a possible choke hold that Mikah continues to signal to him. Finding none, he allows the action to continue. Mikah grips Melanie's forearm with her hands and uses the extra leverage afforded by her grip to struggle back to her feet. It is only with great effort though, as Melanie tries her best to block Mikah's efforts and keep her grounded. Finally back to a vertical base, Mikah drives an elbow into the Roulette Champion's belly, but Melanie does not release her. Mikah drives a second, then a third elbow into Melanie's gut and finally manages to break free.

Simon: Mikah trying to find some measure of offense in what has to be the biggest match of her career.

Quickly, the World Champion rakes Melanie's face, rendering her temporarily blind, then bounds off of the far side ropes and nails Melanie with a flying forearm to the head which drives her into the mat. Mikah makes a fast cover, but Melanie kicks out before the official can even get into position.

Adams: Come on! You're not going to beat Melanie Gabrielle with a forearm!

Mikah grabs her by the hair and uses it to snapmare her back to the mat. She watches as Melanie attempts to rise off of the canvass, then plants a boot to the small of her back forcing her back down. Mikah places a boot on Melanie's backside and fluffs her hair, posing for the booing fans and the Bombshells outside of the ring.

Adams: Mikah finally starts to show signs of why she's so hated backstage.

Simone: Yes and she best pray she not get tossed outside if she's going to antagonize future challengers the way she has been.

Mikah sends Melanie into the ropes and goes to deliver a boot to thee solar plexus but Gabrielle blocks the attempt, grabbing her by the foot! Mikah then counters and jumps, striking Melanie in the back of the head with an Enzugari! Mikah grabs at the downed woman and drags her to her feet and scores with a dragon suplex, bridging her back into an automatic pin!

1.....
2.....
Melanie kicks out, much to the delight of the crowd and many of the women surrounding the ring.

Simone: I think it's obvious who the Bombshells are cheering for tonight.

Adams: Painfully!

Mikah struts around the ring before bringing Melanie up to her feet once again and sends her into the ropes with an Irish whip. Melanie alertly grabs onto the ropes and uses them to stop herself. Mikah rushes in for an attempted attack, but Melanie ducks and Mikah sails over the ropes thanks to a high back body drop and crashes onto the floor at the feet of the Lumberjills!

Adams: Uh oh!

Crystal Hilton and Candy Overton promptly assault the Bombshell locker room antagonist with a flurry of boots and pummeling fists to the back and head!

Simone: hey hey! I dislike Mikah as much as the next woman but they are SUPPOSED to get hr back inside of the ring, not attack her!

Alexis Edwards runs around to make the save, but is met by Crystal and the two women fall to the floor in a tangle of limbs!

Adams: Oh we have a title versus title on the inside and a battle royal on the outside!

Mikah tries to rolls back into the ring where it is relatively safe, but Candy holds her down on the floor! Mercedes Vargas and Samantha Marlowe are quick to join in on the fun as a three on one mugging ensues! Finally, a little unintentional help for the beleaguered World champion arrives in the form of Veronica Taylor, who starts attacking Samantha from behind for no other reason than hating to be ignored! Mikah takes advantage of the pause to roll back into the ring, and the waiting boots of Melanie.

Simone: It's no safer on the inside of the ring than it is on the outside.

Melanie scoops her off the mat and sends her back down in a body slam, then follows with a standing moonsault into a cover!

1.....
2.....
But Mikah kicks out!

Melanie responds with a clubbing forearm to the back of the head and tosses Mikah through the ropes once again where she lands at the feet of the Fallen!

Adams: Back into the shark tank for Mikah!

Simone: And it's a feeding frenzy!

The former World Tag Team Champions go right after Mikah with a flurry of punches, kicks and clubbing forearms onto the prone champion, much to the delight of Melanie and the crowd! As before Veronica Taylor is quick to insert herself into the thick of things on the outside, jumping on Raynin and dragging her off of Mikah by the hair!

Adams: What the hell? Why is she helping Mikah!? Those two hate each other!

Simon: I don't think she's helping hr so much as inserting herself into the spotlight by force.

Visibly annoyed, the crowd is quick to turn on Veronica ruining the fun of seeing Mikah in a beat down and they begin to chant!

Crowd: Kill the bitch! Kill the bitch! Kill the bitch!

Melanie stands on the ropes and gestures wildly in an attempt to spur the crowd even further. Pulling themselves off of Mikah, Gothika and Raynin discard her in favor of Taylor who immediately turns tail and runs, but does not get far as Keira Fisher sticks her foot out and trips her! The crowd roars its' approval as the Fallen tear into the shrieking super model on the ringside floor!

Adams: Piss Raynin and Gothika off and that's what happens!

The remaining Lumberjills rush to join in on the fun and eagerly pile dog pile the fallen Veronica Taylor!

Simone: I think Mikah has competition for who the other Bombshells hate more in Veronica!

Forgotten in the excitement, Mikah rolls under the ring for a breather as Melanie shouts instructions to the beat down posse from the ropes. Jacob jumps to the floor and inserts himself into the melee in an ill advised effort to restore order. He is quickly knocked aside, but scrambles back to his feet and tries again.

Adams: Oh Jake is just a glutton for punishment!

Melanie continues to watch the brawl on the floor and does not notice a refreshed Mikah rolling in from the other side. Approaching rapidly from behind, Mikah drives a high knee into the Roulette Champion's back which knocks her through the ropes and onto the floor. Melanie is sprawled out and picked up by the unlikely trio of Janet, Pussy Willow and Rocky Mountains, and tossed back into the ring. Mikah looks out at the three an holds her arms out with a "WTF!?" expression on her face!

Simone: Looks like Mikah is upset that Melanie didn't get the same treatment that she did!

Mikah instead grabs Melanie by the hair and brings her to a vertical base. She snakes her arms around Melanie's neck and delivers a skull crushing Dangerous DDT! Mikah rolls through ad covers Melanie with a confidant smile...

Adams: The referee is till outside trying to restore order!

Simone: From the looks of this, he's gonna be out there for awhile.

Frustrated, Mikah slams her fist into the mat. She picks her opponent up, and then drops to her knees, delivering a face plant. Melanie lies flat on her face, seemingly out like a light, but Mikah, realizing the referee is still out of position, kicks her onto her back and drops down onto her waist. She wraps her hands around Melanie's neck, strangling her. Melanie struggles to break free, but finds herself pinned by the weight of her opponent placed onto her upper body. She writhes on the mat. Her arms flail helplessly. Her legs kick about, but she is unable to remove Mikah. The champion, giggling with glee, rears her head back to enjoy a hearty laugh, when Melanie opts to fight fire with fire and grabs a handful of Mikah's hair and delivers a powerful blow to her face, knocking her off of her! Mikah cries out, holding her nose and tenderly pulls her hands away...

Adams: Mikah's nose is bleeding!

Simone: Oh the World Champion is NOT going to like that! She may have to get her nose done -- again.

The Roulette Champion Melanie Gabrielle darts back to her feet, ready to dispense some punishment of her own. She quickly delivers a martial arts kick to the back of Mikah's head! Melanie then goes for an Irish whip into the corner but Mikah reverses it! Melanie runs right up the turnbuckles and comes sailing back off with a Whisper In the Wind, crashing into Mikah with a cover! Still there is no referee inside to count!

Simone: Jacob! Turn around god damn it!

Adams: Bel! It's the Christmas season! Watch your fecking language!

The crowd counts along as Melanie pounds the mat in a count of her own...!

Crowd: One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six!...

Melanie looks around wildly for Jacob but he is stuck in the middle of thee Lumberjills brawling en masse! Melanie then moves in once more, but as she tries to set up for another blow, but Mikah grabs her by the tights and falls back, causing Gabrielle to hit her face into the turnbuckles of the corner, stunning her. Melanie rolls around, holding her throat and face, as the World Champion again resumes command of this match! She grabs Melanie by the arm and Irish whips her into the ropes. Melanie ducks an attempted clothesline and rebounds off the other side and surprises Mikah with...!

Adams: Hurricanrana!

Simone: Where the hell is Jacob!?

Indeed, Melanie is quick to make the cover, but the official remains on the floor trying to break up the pier six brawl that has become of the Lumberjills! Suddenly SCW and TD Place Arena security rushes out, having no other alternative but to get involved!

Simone: Well it's about damn time!

Even some of the male wrestlers are called out to break up this brawl between sixteen plus SCW Bombshells!

Adams: Not even if you paid me!

Meanwhile, back in the ring, Melanie climbs up to the top of the nearest corner and nails the World Champion with the Heaven and Hell! She covers her but STILL the referee remains on the floor, trying his best to make sense of the mess taking place outside of the ring!

Adams: Jake if you don't turn around I am going to fling you back in there meself!!!

Crowd: One! Two! Three! Four! Five!...

Simone: That is TWICE Melanie had this match won!

Melanie drops to the floor to try and drag the official away from the action when...

Simone: Jason Adams! Where are you going!?

Jason gets up from his chair at the broadcaster's table and walks around, grabs Jacob by the shirt and pants and rolls the referee back inside of the ring by force! Melanie 'knuckle bumps' Jason before she goes back to the big match! She rolls inside of the ring when Mikah comes from out of nowhere and drops a guillotine leg drop across the back of her head! Mikah quickly drags her up into a front face lock and...

Simone: The Mikahangelo!

Mikah rolls Melanie over onto her back and covers her entire body!

Adams: No!

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

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

At the sound of the bell, several of the fighting Bombshells halted their actions and turned to watch in shock as Mikah tore BOTH the World AND Roulette title belts from out of Jacob's grasp and holds them in glee!

Justin: ladies and gentlemen, the winner of the match, and NOW reigning as BOTH World Champion and the NEW Roulette Champion -- MIKAH!!!

The crowd boos heavily as debris begins to be flung into the ring as Mikah celebrates making history!

Simone: Oh there is going to be no living with her!

Suddenly the army of angry Bombshells storms the ring! Mikah shrieks in fright and dives out through the ropes and races up the aisle with the entire Bombshell roster after her!

Adams: Oh this isn't going to end well for Mikah if they catch her!




Out in the arena, between matches, the lights slowly dim down until the building is pitched into near complete darkness.

Adams: AH! I'm blind! I've gone blind!

Simone: You have not gone blind! The lights are out!

Adams: AH! The lights are out!

The overhead lightning switching from the bright, radiant glow to a more sinister, deep red, illuminating the building in a hedonistic's idea of paradise. Then a misty fog begins to drift up from out of the back, blanketing the floor of the building and the SCW-Tron above the stage comes to life and the sound system erupts...

Adams: Oh no! He was already out here!

Simone: But this time it looks like he has company!

As out onto the stage steps Brother Grimm, and at his side, the 'witch' companion, Baba Yaga! The pair briefly looks about the capacity filled building and begin their journey down to the ringside area, Grimm dragging a large burlap bag behind him on the surface of the stage.

Simone: What on earth is this about/ What has he got in that bag?

Adams: Knowing the stories, I don't think I want to know!

The ghastly pair arrive at the ringside area, and whereas Baba Yaga remains stationed at the ringside floor, Brother Grimm lifts the burlap sack from the ground quite easily and dumps it into the ring before climbing up himself...

Adams: Is it me or is that bag ... moving?

Indeed the camera gets a close up shot of Grimm's sack, and whatever is inside of it is moving quite freely as if struggling to be set free!

Simone: I think you're right!

Adams: I'm gonna be sick!

Grimm calmly sets foot over the top rope and into the ring, and proceeds to begin stalking Justin decent until the announcer escapes from the ring, laving the house microphone in the hands of Grimm. Grimm looks at it, and out to the booing crowd, as he begins to pace around the moving sack, staring at it with a maniacal glint in his eyes until he speaks...

Brother Grimm: I would like to think myself as something of a reasonable individual. Well...

He smiles.

Brother Grimm: More entity than individual, but I digress.

Adams: That smile is creepy!

Brother Grimm: Once I set my desires for something, or someone, it is a rare thing indeed for me to step aside in favor of something, or someone else. There would have to be much sacrificed, and much to be gained. For well over a year, I had my very sights set on a certain individual. From a time where he reigned as a World Tag Team Champion, a boy in a world filled with men. One who slowly grew up in years but not in spirit.

Simone: Is he talking about...?

Brother Grimm: The one formerly known as James Huntington-Hawkes III, and now known by the more simple of monikers, J2H.

At the name being mentioned aloud, the crowd's boos and jeers re ignite, louder than ever. To this, Grimm only smiles, despite himself.

Brother Grimm: Needless to say, once the both of us had returned from our time ... away ... I resumed the most pleasurable of hunts, stalking down the one I had wanted for so, so long. I take great pride, in never losing what I seek to gain. I prefer it remain known that what I want, I get. So it has been written in ages past, so it would always be. Until recently...

Grimm looks into the camera.

Brother Grimm: When it was pointed out to me that J2H was no longer what I traditionally sought out. Where he was once a man child, in both body and spirit, during his time away, he grew up. And if I must admit, I did not like that. As a matter of fact, I considered it quite the insult.

Simone: he considered it an insult J2H improved himself?

Adams: Shh! He might hear you and come over here!

Brother Grimm: I had fully intended to end him for just such an infraction, when my calmer side was soothed. You see, I have another weakness, and that is ... deals. If it is worth my time and interest, a deal can be struck. If it is, the deal is binding. And recently a deal was struck to sacrifice one for the soul of another. Someone else who fits the bill quite nicely in the image of what I prefer. Young, a child in both body and mental state though he would want you to believe otherwise. And best of all...?

Brother Grimm looks down at the bag at his feet and reaches down, grasping at the cord that had knotted the open end closed. It comes undone and as he grabs the bottom of the bag, he continues...

Brother Grimm: No family, no loved ones, who would seek to come to his defense.

And that being said, he pulls hard on the bag, dumping the live contents out, and the fans cry out!

Adams: Oh my god!

Simone: Jesus Christ! It's Tim Staggs!

Having vanished from backstage earlier, Tim Staggs lays on the canvas, dirty and bruised from a struggle! His wrists bound together with duct tape, as are his ankles, and the same tape tightly placed over his mouth!

Adams: Someone get down here and help him!

Tim starts struggling but Grimm places a boot heavily onto his sternum, ending his struggles and smiles down at his captured prey. Tim is sucking in oxygen and stares wide eyed up at Grimm who tilts his head to the side.

Brother Grimm: Why do you struggle? Surely you had to have known a time like this was soon to arrive? What lives, ends. The selfish nature of the human soul, the desire to go on, even at the expense of another...

Grimm takes his boot off of Tim and kneels down at his side, staring into his face, almost nose to nose.

Brother Grimm: It sickens me. People think that I am evil, but the darkness that flows through the harts and souls of mankind...?

Grimm, his white teeth bare, tilts his head back with eyes closed, and he chuckles.

Brother Grimm: Oh it is a feast to be savored, a delicious irony.

Grimm then looks back at the trapped Tim.

Brother Grimm: And you? You, my young boy, are to be the main feast that I have waited eons for.

With that, Grimm holds up a wickedly curved athame, a double edged steel blade. Immediately Tim starts struggling, kicking at Grimm but without effect!

Simone: Someone stop this!

Grimm leans over and caresses Tim's cheek with the point of the blade. Staggs's protests muffled by the tape over his mouth.

Brother Grimm: But not yet.

With a flick of the hand, the blade severs the tape binding Tim's wrists and Grimm stands up.

Brother Grimm: This time was too easy. The game is barely afoot, and I do so prefer the thrill of the chase.

Tim remains seated, as if frozen, as he watches Grimm back away from him slowly as O Fortuna (Carmina Burana) begins to play over the sound system. Grimm calmly exits the ring as Tim finally pries his wrists apart and rips the tape off from his mouth before he struggles to maintain his composure and free himself the rest of the way while Grimm and Baba Yaga exit the ringside area.

Simone: What can this possiby mean for Tim Staggs!?

Adams: It means that he's fu-er, I would hate to be him!




Justin: The following contests is your main event of the evening and it is a champion vs champion match. Introducing first... Being accompanied by Sapphira

Man in the Box hits through the sound system as the arena goes black except for a bright white light that shines through the entire entrance way. On the Titan Tron we see the name Goth appear with the figure of the classic clip of Alice In Chains with the sown shut eyes emerges behind the name. The figure that we know is Goth emerges with Sapphira by his side who holds the championship belt across her shoulder as he holds his stick in his hand for blind and visiual impared as he moves to the ring.

Justin: From New York City, New York, weighing in at two hundred and forty nine pounds, he is the SCW Roulette champion, he is Goth!

He slowly walks up the steps with the stick in front of him, helping hi mto climb the steps. He climbs through the ropes and hands Sapphira his stick before kissing her mout hand watches her walk to the time keeper

Justin: And his opponent...

The lights dim and soft blue and white lights fade back in. A clicking can be heard before light guitars of Shinedown???s ???Diamond Eyes??? begin to play out from the speakers. A bit of smoke trickles over the stage area and the crowd rises to their feet.

I am the shadow, and the smoke in your eyes I am the ghost, that hides in the night

The guitars get heavier and the crowd begins to clap along with the beat.

Boom-lay boom-lay, boom!

As the guitars kick in heavy, bursts of pyrotechnics go off around the stage that elicits a loud cheer from the crowd.

POP! POP! POP! POP! CRACK! CRACK! BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

As the smoke clears, out walks Drake Green with a giant smile on his face and the World Heavyweight Championship belt fastened around his waist. His hair dripping wet and his t-shirt half soaked through. The crowd jumps to their feet cheering as he steps onto the stage. He raises both arms up and down motioning for the crowd to get up to their feet. The crowd responds with loud cheers as they get up.

Crowd: Massive POP!

Green, still with a large smile, stands tall in long white tights with his "DG" logo on each leg, a star in his waistband, and white matching kickpads with giant stars on the front. He is wearing white wristbands and his wet black, skin tight, t-shirt has his "SHOWSTOPPER" written on the front and "Chicago Made" written on the back. He raises both arms straight up in the air points toward the sky as the crowd starts to get behind him. He taps his left fist over his heart twice and points back up to the sky in salute. Just as the lyrics for the song kick in, Drake makes his way down toward the ring, slapping hands of fans on either side of the railings but losing his smile a bit as a focused look comes over his face.

Justin: Introducing first...weighing in at 230 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois...he is the Heavyweight Champion of the World....DRAAAAAKE GREEEEEEEN!

Drake trades handshakes and hugs with several of the fans in the crowd as he makes his way toward the ring. He walks around the entire rings, making sure he says hello to all the fans at ringside. Finally, he hops onto to the apron and steps up on the second rope and raises his arms again for the crowd. He steps down and walks over to the opposite corner and climbs up again.

Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!

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

Drake:Helloooo Ottawa!

Crowd: POP!

Drake:Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages....welcome to the show!

Crowd: Even louder POP!

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

Crowd: Showtime!

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

Crowd: Showtime!

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

Crowd: SHOWTIME!

Drake holds his left arm up and points out to the crowd. He nods his head as he moves his arm, panning through the crowd. He mouths the words "THANK YOU" to the crowd before handing the microphone to Justin and his shirt and title belt to the referee. He tugs on the ropes two times and stares Goth up and down as he waits for the bell.

As Drake looks across the ring, Midnight Tornado blasts through the speakers and Hot Stuff Mark Ward appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in blue jeans and a zipped up leather jacket. He walks to the ring, looking at Drake. From his pocket, he pulls a microphone as the music fades out.

HS: Did you forget something Drake? Did you forget this is one step out of your element? Goth retained earlier, which means this is a roulette rules match

Hot Stuff grabs a chair, unfolding it at ringside.

HS: You see Drake, I want Goth to rip your eyes out and play pool with them, I want Goth to beat you so bad, that your concussion will last forever, so I decided for this match, I'm gonna throw away the rule book. This is no holds barred bitch. Enjoy that belt while you can, it won't be yours much longer.

Simone: No holds barred? This is it, two titles on the line, no rules, the boss at ringside and two of the best competitors SCW has ever seen.

Adams: There's electric in the air and one of these men will walk out with two championship belts tonight.

Jasmine holds both titles in the air before handing them to Justin Decent to take to the time keeper. Drake looks out of the ring at Hot Stuff as Goth cracks his knuckles. Jasmine calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Adams: Here we go!

Goth and Drake instantly charge to the middle of the ring, exchanging punches, the crowd instantly cheering Drake's punches and booing Goth's. Goth puts a thumb in Drake's eye, stopping Drake's momentum and forcing him to turn away. Goth nails Drake in the back of the head with a forearm, sending him on to the ropes. Drake walks along holding the ropes but Goth grabs his head and starts to pull his face across the top rope, scraping Drake's eyes across them. Goth steps away before charging at Drake and clotheslines him over the top rope and to the floor.

Adams: The champion is really taking it to.... Ummmm, the champion.

Goth steps on to the ring apron, waiting for Drake to get to his feet. As Drake does, Goth jumps off the ring apron, catching Drake with a double axe handle smash to the head, right in front of a smiling Hot Stuff. Drake stumbles in to the announce table.

Adams: You haven't got time to be a guest commentator Drake, there's a Roulette champion right near ya.

Goth stalks towards Drake, but Drake throws an elbow back, catching Goth in the midsection. He grabs Goth's head and slams it in to the announce table.

Adams: Hey! That spilled my pepsi, you owe me a new one Drake.

Drake smiles at Jason, rubbing his hand on Jason's head and smiling as the crowd cheer. He moves back to Goth and grabs him by the head, charging him at the ring post and slamming him face first in to the steel post. Goth spins around and Drake clotheslines him over the top of the barricades and in to the fans.

Simone: I bet the bosses no DQ idea doesn't look so good in his head anymore.

Drake climbs on the ring barricades and looks down at Goth on the floor in the crowd and jumps off with a double foot stomp to Goth's gut.

Adams: Buy your ticket, you get up close and personal with our stars.

Drake pulls Goth to his feet and plants him with a hard shot to the head, causing Goth to stumble up a few stairs, but Goth spins and catches Drake with a heavy shot to the temple.

Simone: Drake is coming off a concussion and that won't help.

Drake falls down the steps and Goth charges at him, spearing him through the barricade!

Adams: God damn!

The barricade collapses as Drake and Goth lay on top of it, but Goth starts to stir first. He slowly gets to his feet and pulls up Drake. He moves towards the ring and rolls Drake in before reaching under the ring. Goth pulls out a chain and starts to wrap it around his knuckles. He moves towards Drake, Drake's head just outside the ropes as he lays on his back, and pulls his hand back, slamming a hard shot in to Drake's forehead. He pulls his hand back and plants another in to Drake's head, the chain bouncing off Drake's skull. Hot Stuff claps his hands at Goth as he gets in to the ring. He stands in wait for Drake, waiting for Drake to return to his feet. As Drake does, Goth drills him with the chain in the top of the head, sending Drake down. Goth drops down, and goes for the cover. Jasmine drops down to make the count.

1...
2....

Drake gets a shoulder up.

Simone: Goth is determined to end the year with Drake Green's title.

Adams: And Drake is determined not to let that happen.

Goth pulls Drake to his feet and nails him with a short, sharp jab to the jaw, sending Drake rocking backwards. He pulls Drake towards him and hooks him up in a suplex position and snaps him over. Hot Stuff gets up from his seat and moves towards the ring, clapping for Goth. He reaches under the ring, pulling out a two by four. He calls out to Goth and throws it in the ring. Goth smile at Hot Stuff and picks up the two by four. He waits for Drake to return to his feet and swing the plank of wood at Drake's head but Drake ducks. As Goth spins around, Drake kicks him in the gut and pulls him in for a quick sharp DDT.

Simone: Drake turning this one around.

Drake stands up, pulling the two by four with him and raises it up in the air, causing the crowd to cheer. He holds it up and Goth gets on to his knees. He brings the wood down on to Goth's back, the sound of wood cracking against back echoes around the arena. Goth flattens out and Drake brings the two by four down on his back again. He steps back, leaning against the ropes and waits for Goth to get to his feet. He charges at Goth and nails him in the head with the end of the two by four, knocking Goth down to the canvas. He turns to face Hot Stuff outside the ring and throws the two by four at Hot Stuff, narrowingly missing his head! Hot Stuff charges towards the ring, and jumps on the apron but Drake is there to meet him with a shot to the head, sending the boss down to the outside.

Adams: Not doing yourself any favours whacking the boss.

Drake turns around but Goth catches him with a knee to the midsection. Drake fires a shot directly to the eye of Goth, causing Goth to turn around and rubbing his eyes.

Simone: Is common knowledge that Goth has issues with sight at times.

Drake grabs him from behind and lifts him over with a belly to back suplex, Goth flipping over in the air and landing on his face. Goth moves back to his knees but Drake quickly gets on his feet and spins around with a kick to the back of Goth's head, sending him forward. Drake flips Goth on to his back and hooks the leg. Jasmine drops down to make the count.

1...
2....

Goth kicks out!

Adams: Goth is as tough as they come.

Drake rolls out of the ring, bending down to reach underneath it and pulling out a table. He starts to set it up and places it outside the ring and moves back inside to pick Goth up, but Goth catches Drake with a low blow. Drake doubles over and Goth gets him in a powerbomb position. He picks Drake up and walks him towards the ropes.

Simone: Is he gonna do what I think he is?

Goth throws Drake over the top rope and through the table on the outside.

Adams: Holy macaroni! Drake Green is in pieces!

Hot Stuff moves towards Justin Decent and whispers something in his ear. Justin raises the microphone to his lips.

Justin: I have been informed, that this match is now a falls count anywhere match!

Simone: He's just changing the rules as he goes along.

Adams: He's the boss after all.

Goth rolls out of the ring to take advantage of the rule change. He quickly crawls on top of Drake and Jasmine drops down to make the count, with Hot Stuff counting along.

1...
2....

Drake forces a shoulder up through the wreckage to huge cheers!

Adams: Drake lives!

Simone: How'd that rule change go for you, boss man?

Hot Stuff pounds his fist down against his leg, pulling at his leather jacket in frustration. Goth runs his hands over his head before reaching under the ring and pulling out a ladder. He rolls in it in ring and pulls Drake to his feet, catching him with a hard shot to the jaw and rolls him in to the ring. He slides in the ring and lifts the ladder up, moving it towards the corner and resting it on the turnbuckle. Goth grabs Drake and charges him towards the ladder, throwing him in to it. Drake crashes hard in to the metal steps and falls backwards. Goth lifts Drake up by the head and charges him in towards the ladder again, but Drake drops down with a drop toehold, Goth falling face first on to the ladder!

Simone: Smart reversal from Drake!

Drake lays down for a few minutes before getting back on his feet. He waits for Goth to return to his feet and jumps in the air, dropping him down with a codebreaker!

Simone: Showstopper!

Drake looks at the ladder in the corner and pulls the legs out, steadying it in the ring. He starts to climb the ladder.

Adams: This is not gonna end well. Drake is taking a huge chance here.

He reaches the top of the ladder and turns around, looking down at Goth in the middle of the ring. Drake takes a deep breath before jumping off the ladder with a flying elbow drop!

Simone: What a move from Drake Green.

Drake goes for the cover and Jasmine drops down to make the count.

1...
2....

Goth kicks out at the last second, leaving the crowd stunned!

Adams: What am I watching here? Just how did Goth kick out of that?

Hot Stuff moves around to the entrance ramp, waving his arm about.

Simone: What's he doing?

From the back, Lord Raab and Samuel charge from the back and slide in to the ring.

Adams: Always with a back up plan.

Raab and Samuel reach the ring and slide in, both making a beeline for Drake. Drake throws a punch towards Samuel, but Raab steamrolls Drake in to the corner, pounding punches at his head. Sameul moves in and holds Drake's arm, stopping him from returning fire.

Simone: They're like animals!

Adams: Monstimals.

Raab and Samuel pull Drake out of the corner and lift him up, throwing him in the air and planting him with a double flapjack. Goth returns to his feet, pointing outside the ring and Samuel nods, dropping down and rolling out of the ring. He reaches under and pulls out a table, rolling it in the ring to Raab who starts to set it up.

Simone: We've seen this before. Drake's felt this before!

Goth pulls Drake to his feet and throws him towards Samuel who gets Drake in a powerbomb position. Before Samuel can lift him up, a man charges down the ramp.

Simone: Is that...

Adams: It's Sean Jackson!

Jackson charges down the ramp, pushing past Hot Stuff as he goes, knocking him in to the barricades. Hot Stuff looks up in suprise as Sean charges in the ring and nails Samuel in the head with a hard shot. Jackson turns to Raab and charges at him, throwing heavy rights and lefts. Drake gets to his feet and throws a punch at Goth across the table and quickly jumps up on it and dives in to Goth with a forearm, knocking him down and across the ring. Drake gets back to his feet and moves around the table, catching Samuel with a clothesline. Drake kicks him out of the ring and turns to where Sean has Raab on the floor, stomping away. Sean picks him up to his feet and catches him with a shot to the face. Raab spins in to Drake, who hits him with a jab, sending him towards Jackson, who catches him with a hard shot. The crowd cheer wildly!

Adams: Who would have thought Drake and Sean Jackson would ever be on the same page.

Simone: Maybe just like Hot Stuff, Drake had a back up plan too!

Jackson grabs Raab to his feet and he and Drake take an arm each, charging towards the ropes and throwing him over the top. Drake raises Sean's hands to almighty cheers as Hot Stuff grabs his head outside the ring, looking on in shock.

Adams: If I lived to be a hundred, I would never have expected Drake and Sean Jackson to even be standing in the same ring as each other without killing each other.

As Drake turns around. Goth is waiting. He kicks Drake in the gut, hooks up his head and drops him with a twist of fate.

Simone: Goth Drop!

Goth flips Drake on to his back and Jasmine drops down to make the count.

1...
2....

Drake just about pushes a shoulder up.

Simone: I thought that was it.

Adams: So did Goth.

Goth stands up, pulling Drake with him and kicks him sharply in the gut. Goth pulls Drake in for the Chaos ADDT, but Drake grabs his arm and spins himself around and jumps in the air grabbing Goth's head and planting him with the Showstopper!

Simone: Second Showstopper of the night!

Drake quickly gets on top of Goth. Jasmine drops down to make the count.

1...
2....

Sean Jackson pulls Jasmine out of the ring, her face crashing in to the floor

Simone: What the fu...

Adams: fudge.

Drake stands up, his arms out wide to a smiling Sean Jackson. Drake yells towards him but Sean just smirks at Drake. Drake turns around and kicks the rope in frustration. He turns back to Goth, who is on his knees, but Hot Stuff slides in the ring as a man jumps over the barricade and grabs a chair as he goes, sliding it under the rope to Hot Stuff.

Simone: It's Travis Nathaniel Andrews!

Adams: He did say he had Hot Stuff's back, and now he's showing his loyalty.

Hot Stuff moves behind Drake, and picks up the chair. He stands ready to strike Drake, and swings the chair but Drake sidesteps and the chair moves towards Goth's head! Hot Stuff stops his swing just inches from Goth's face!

Adams: Hot Stuff nearly just took Goth's head off!

Goth glares at Hot Stuff angrily and he drops the chair, putting up his hands in an appologetic fashion. Goth slowly nods but a smirk crosses Hot Stuff's face.

Simone: Umm....

Hot Stuff turns his hand up and holds his middle finger up to Goth's face. Goth's eyes flash with anger as he grabs a hold of Hot Stuff's jacket, but Drake spins Goth around. He plants a boot in Goth's midsection before hooking him up in a double underhook implant DDT

Simone: Show's over!

Adams: No good without a referee.

Hot Stuff smirks, pulling down the zip on his jacket to reveal a stripped referee shirt.

Adams: I don't believe it! I'm not the sharpest knife in the drawer, but I know when something is fishy!

Raab and Samuel look on in the ring but before they can get in the ring, Travis and Sean attack them from behind, knocking them to the canvas as the fans burst in to boos. Drake rolls Goth on his back and Hot Stuff drops down to make the count, a wide smile on his face.

1...
2....
3!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match... AND STILL SCW World Heavyweight champion and NEW SCW Roulette champion.... DRAKE GREEN!

Adams: What did I just witness?

Travis and Sean throw Samuel and Raab respectively in to the barricades outside the ring as Hot Stuff moves to the ropes, calling for the title belts. Justin hands them to him as Drake gets to his feet and Sean Jackson and Travis Nathaniel Andrews get in the ring. Hot Stuff hands the titles to Drake with a smile before the two hug to a chorus of boos!

Simone: Those son's of bitches! They've been playing us for fools the whole damn time!

Drake shakes hands with Sean Jackson and Travis Nathaniel Andrews and both men raises his arms, the titles in the air.

Adams: I don't know what to think of this. How long has this been going on. Do we have a new power group at the top? Can the ring hold that much ego? Why would Drake Green turn on the fans like this?

Simone: So many questions, not enough time to answer them Jason. Join us next week for our last show of the year. Thank you to everyone for joining us on this world tour, to the fans, to everyone who has stepped in the ring, to everyone who has watched us. Join us next week, where we will try and work out what the hell just happened there.

Adams: I wouldn't wanna be those guys now they've angered The Monstimals.

The camera fades to Goth, Samuel and Raab staring in the ring at Hot Stuff, Sean Jackson, Travis Nathaniel Andrews and new double champion, Drake Green!




THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Andy, Gerrit, Marge, Dustin, The Lord MK, Annie, Jenny, Erik, Simon Jones, Chris Shields, Casey, Mikah, Fizz, Blaque Hart. Also again to Annie for the cool match banners, and to everyone who roleplayed. You rocked!