The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Alex G. Spanos Center in Stockton, California. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.
A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage, shirtless and clad in black, lycra booty shorts, black bow tie and white boots. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.
Justin is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants;
"SCW!"
Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the Grand Ballroom at all of the fans filling the rows of seats around the ring and ballroom itself. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring where he removes his helmet and brings the microphone up to his lips.
"SCW!"
"SCW!"
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Alex G. Spanos Center in Irvine, California, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Blaze of Glory VI"!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd applauds and cheers as Amanda walks out onto the stage, dressed as a frumpy housewife, complete with flannel bathrobe, hair in curlers, a mudpack on her face, slippers and holding a rolling pin. She brings the microphone up to her mouth with her free hand and the performance begins...
Amanda: Eve you wicked woman, you done put your curse on me
Most times I'm easy going, some say I'm good as gold
But you know we can't help it
But a woman had to write this song, a man would be scared to
You don't want to cross my path
Got those moods a swingin', tears a slingin'
It's the only time in my life I ever think about wishing I'd been a man
I don't want to talk about it, we both could do without it
Why didn't you just leave that apple hangin' in the tree
You make us hate our husbands, our lovers and our boss
Why I can't even count the good friends I've already lost
Cause of PMS blues, PMS blues
I don't even like myself, but it's something I can't help
I got those God almighty, slap somebody PMS blues
But when I'm PMS I tell ya, I turn mean and cold
Those not afflicted with it are affected just the same
You poor old men didn't have to grin and say "I feel your pain"
PMS blues, PMS blues
You know you must forgive us cause we care not what we do
I got those can't stop crying, dishes flying PMS blues
We don't even know the cause
But as soon as this part's over, then comes the menopause
Oh, Lord, Oh, Lord
We're going to always be a heap of fun
Like the devil taking over my body, suffering, suffering, suffering
Everybody's suffering, huh?
Lest he be called a chauvenist or just fall victim to
Those PMS blues
You know we'd kill for less than that
PMS blues
Cause a pitbull ain't no match
For these teeth a clenchin', fluid retention
Head a swellin', can't stop yellin'
Got no patience, I'm so hateful
PMS blues, premenstrual syndrome
Nothin' fits me when it hits me
Rantin', ravin', misbehavin'
PMS blues
But you know that only means one thing
If I'd have been a man, I'd be somewhere right this very minute
With some old cranky, naggin', raggin' hateful woman
With those old PMS blues
PMS blues
Got those treat your kids bad, don't you talk back
Gone ballistic, unrealistic
Awful lowdown, bitch to be around
PMS blues
The song ends and the fans cheer as Amanda takes a bow. A stagehand then walks past her and Amanda starts to chase him to the back with the rolling pin raised, ready to strike!
Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to Irvine, California for Sin City Wrestling's biggest spectacular of the year -- BLAZE OF GLORY VI! I am Belinda Simone.
Adams: And I'm Jason Adams! Wow! The sixth annual Blaze of Glory! This is the biggest yet because we have two legends returning!
Simone: Indeed we do. The return of two SCW Hall of Famers is the Hallmark of tonight's show, featuring thirteen matches and eight championship matches!
Adams: Only in SCW is thirteen a lucky number.
Simone: It won't be lucky for three men in our opener tonight, as we kick things off in championship tradition. The Roulette Championship is on the line in a Fatal Fourway when defending champion Travis Nathaniel Andrews puts the title on the line against three former champions!
Adams: Steve Ramone, Ryan Keys and Chris Shipman! All three of these guys have held the title recently.
Simone: And all three are capable of unseating Mister TNA to regain the gold.
Adams: Joshua Acquin is bound and determined to make a mark here in SCW, but he's up against Samuel Devereux!
Simone: Acquin is capable of being a threat to anyone, and the new Roulette Champion will want to keep a close eye on this one.
Adams: And there's something just ... off ... about Samuel Devereux. And I'm not talking about those locker room stories Jamie Dean tells. This guy could be big! And again I'm not talking about...
Simone: We get it! Then we have the first of two tag team battle royals for World Championship gold when the Bombshell Tag Team titles are defended in an over the top rope battle royal! The Members of the Elders have the unenviable task of defending their belts in this environment against the likes of Team Technicolor, the Justice League and the Angel Clan.
Adams: Not to mention the Fallen, the Mean Girls and Odette Stevens and Evie Baang who would it really kill to think up a team name?
Simone: This will be the toughest defense for any tag champion as they do not have to be pinned in order to lose the title. All they have to do is be thrown out over the top rope and to the arena floor.
Adams: None of that sissy 'both feet must hit the floor' BS either!
Simone: Amy-Jayne faces one of her toughest challenges since her return to SCW, taking on the longest reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion in 'the Siren' Kate Steele! Adams: Amy-Jayne wanted competition in SCW, and hoo boy! Has she got it now! Simone: But Kate can not rest on her past laurels or else Amy-Jayne will surely pull off a big upset and walk away with the win. Adams: Then it's the men's turn to defend the tag titles in a battle royal when Jet City goes to prove they are the best of the best! Simone: Easier said than done because they are against teams such as the Monstimals, Team BJ, the Members of the Elders and the Unholy Alliance! Adams: And when one member goes out over the top, that's it! They're both gone! Simone: Then we have six-man tag team action as the rivalry between Dax Beckett and Dying Breed against the Bad Boys culminates here tonight when Dax, Ivan Darrel and Andrew Garcia take on Giani Di Luca, Xander Bishop and Mickey Carroll! Adams: We don't have six man matches very often but when we do, they're big enough to fit a show like tonight! Simone: And hopefully this will settle things finally between Dax, Dying Breed and the Bad Boys. Adams: Third time's the charm as we finally have the third Roulette Championship match in the Best Of Three series between the Metal and Punk Connection! Simone: First it was Amy Marshall who successfully defended against Jessie Salco, then just near a month ago, Jessie tied things when she defeated her friend and partner for the title. Now tonight we have the third and final championship match between the two. Adams: And one has to wonder if the Metal and Punk Connection will be the same after this. Simone: Then it's the battle of the big men as Rage, the man with the golden briefcase, steps into the ring against someone that he rarely does not have vastly outsized, 'the Big Tiger' Jeremiah Hardin! Adams: Rage may be big and bad but Jeremiah's held plenty of gold here in his own right. He could be the man to put Rage down for the count! Simone: And Rage needs to keep from being distracted by that briefcase in his possession. He'll have his eyes on the champions tonight, but he needs to have eyes in the back of his head where Hardin is concerned. Adams: The Bombshell Internet Championship is next as Polly finally has the competition she wanted! Simone: Indeed Polly asked for a new face to the division and a four woman tournament was held to decide her challenger here tonight, and given who won, she may come to regret that. Adams: Mikah! The former World Champion Mikah ran away with that tournament and now she's challenging Polly! Simone: And if Polly does not retain, then Mikah adds yet another trophy in her list of accomplishments. Adams: Then you heard her! Crystal Millar is back! And she's gearing for the World Bombshell Championship! Simone: But she needs to stay focused, no matter how badly she wants to regain her title because she is going up against one of the fastest rising stars of the Bombshell division, namely Chelsea Payne. Adams: And Chelsea has been in there with some of the best! Can you imagine how embarrassed Crystal would be if she got beat by Chelsea here at Blaze of Glory VI after all that bragging? Simone: I'd dare say it would serve her right. And after this, the longest reigning Internet Champion, the popular Despayre, faces perhaps his toughest challenge to date when he defends against two opponents; Xander Bishop and Calvin Harris! Adams: Xander and Calvin fought to determine Despy's number one challenger but neither were able to beat the other! Simone: So if one couldn't be the challenger, why not both? Christian Underwood decided the fact they could not defeat the other proved both men's worthiness to challenge Despayre so they will -- at the same time! Adams: Boy Despy's faced some tough challenges before but can he do this? After all, he doesn't have to be beat in order to lose the gold! Simone: Then we have the first of two Main Events, and this features the World Bombshell Championship being defended! Melody Grace has expressed her frustration over a lack of challengers so she went straight to the top and challenged one of the greatest Bombshells in SCW history to make her return to the ring -- Vixen! Adams: And she accepted! Vixen accepted the challenge and she's going to be back for the first time in years! Now Melody will get the competition she wants to prove herself to everyone! Simone: Vixen is a Hall of Famer, a Triple Crown Champion and is the 2014 Woman of the Year! When she steps back inside of the ring, she may very well make Melody Grace regret her bold challenge. Adams: Then the Main Event sees the second legend return to SCW as Drake Green comes out of retirement to try and end the year long reign of J2H! Simone: And if there is anyone out there that can do it, it just might have to be Drake Green! Former three-time World Champion in his own right, a 2016 Hall of Famer, plus the 2014 Man of the Year and Wrestler of the Year! Adams: J2H is going to be in the fight of his life! Let's get started! I can't wait! The camera opens backstage in the arena, where the camera rests upon a picture of Odette Stevens and Jordan Williams. The camera moves to the right to show Simon Jones and Brandi Shotze, before moving a little further right, showing a third picture, that of Misty and Andrew Watts. Once more the camera moves to the right to show a picture of Crystal Millar and Despayre - All former Blast From The Past winners. The camera moves out to see two pots on stands and standing behind them are Hot Stuff Mark Ward and Christian Underwood.
HS: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the first televised draw of the Blast From The Past Tournament. Sixteen men, and sixteen women will go in to these pots, and sixteen teams will be drawn.
Christian: I will be drawing the women, while Mark will be drawing the men. If you have any complaints about your partners, write down your name, and their name on a piece of paper and throw it in the trash, cause I really done care and I doubt he does either.
Hot Stuff shakes his head.
HS: I really don't, you bought ya ticket, you sit where it says. Now, the winners will be given a title shot and a chance to headline a show. Don't take this chance lightly, because many Blast From The Past winners have gone on to become World champions, so let's see one hundred percent every time.
Christian rolls his eyes.
Christian: Enough with the motivational speech, can we get on with it?
Hot Stuff nods as Pussy Willow and Ms Rocky Mountains walk on to the screen, each carrying a velvet bag. They both reach the pots in front of the bosses and empty the contents in - balls with the names of the competitors in. Hot Stuff points at Christian.
HS: Ladies first... Take that how you will princess.
Christian growls as he reaches in and pulls out a ball, twisting the cap off, pulling out the name and holding it towards the camera.
Christian: First out the bag is The Siren herself, Kate Steele.
Hot Stuff reaches in, mirroring Christian's actions and drawing out a ball and opening it, holding it to the camera
HS: Will be teamed with Sin City's Nightmare, Joshua Acquin!
Christian reaches in to draw the next ball.
Christian: Next up we have the returning Orchid!
Hot Stuff reaches in, moving his hand around and pulls out the next.
HS: And Orchid will be teamed with Dmitri!
Hot Stuff holds the name up to the camera as Christian goes in to the bag again. He reaches in and pulls out the next name.
Christian: Who do we have here.... We have... Grandslam champion, Mercedes Vargas.
Hot Stuff nods as he reaches in and pulls out the next name.
HS: And Mercedes will be teamed with.... YES! Max Burke!
Once again, Hot Stuff holds up the returning Max Burke's name, while Christian draws team number four.
Christian: Next up with have Chelsea Payne.
As Christian holds up the name, Hot Stuff reaches in and pulls out the next name.
HS: And she's be teamed with a man who has a chance of gold tonight, he's poppin off! it's Xander Bishop!
Christian rolls his eyes are he looks in the pot again, reaching in for the next ball, unscrewing it and holding up the name to the camera, a look of confusion on his face.
Christian: Hot Stuff's choice?
A smile crosses Hot Stuff's face as he looks at Christian.
Christian: What the hell?
HS: Well I thought why not. I mean I've been fixing your stuff for a long time, and I've watched as you still make mistakes that I gotta make up for and this is me making up for one of your balls up. My choice is Sam Marlowe, and let's see who she's partnered with.
Christian grits his teeth as he looks at Hot Stuff with anger in his eyes, but Hot Stuff draws the next ball and opens it, holding the name to the camera.
HS: Ben Jordan.
Christian: Great, somewhere around here, Sam Marlowe just fainted and there's no one to sell popcorn.
Christian reaches in and pulls out the next name.
Christian: Amanda Cortez!
Hot Stuff grabs the next one, holding the name up to the camera.
HS: And little miss fun bags will be teaming with Dying Breed member, Ivan Darrell!
Christian: Whoopee.
Christian reaches in and takes out the next name and holds it to the camera.
Christian: Next out, we have Evie Baang! This should get interesting.
Hot Stuff nods in agreement and reaches in for the next name.
HS: And her partner will be.... Oh God... Lord Raab.
Christian: I am NOT cleaning up after them two if they lose.
HS: I'm just hoping the buildings have insurance. Those two like to leave places in more pieces than they started with.
Christian reaches in, drawing out the next name.
Christian: Team eight will be, oh a mystery entrant.
Hot Stuff looks at Christian, with his eyebrows lowered.
HS: Do you know who it is?
Christian: I do, it's a former bombshell champion, former Blast From The Past winner, it's Misty!
Hot Stuff tilts his head.
HS: The good Misty, or the bad Misty?
Christian puts his hands on his hips.
Christian: Well how the hell should I know?
Hot Stuff shrugs his shoulders as he looks at Christian, before reaching in to the pot.
HS: I don't really care anyway, I don't like either of them, but Misty will be teamed with....
A big grin crosses Hot Stuff's face as he spins the name towards the camera.
HS: The man who drugged Misty's step son and turned him in to a zombie, Brother Grimm.
Christian: Oh boy.
Christian reaches in to the pot again to pull out the name for team number nine.
Christian: Next out, we have a champion, we have SCW Bombshell Internet champion, Polly Playtime.
Hot Stuff nods his head with approval as he reaches in and pulls out the next name.
HS: And she will be teamed with another SCW champion, SCW Tag Team champion, one half of Jet City, Kris Halc!
Christian: Not a bad team there.
Another nod comes from Hot Stuff as Christian reaches in and grabs the next name from the pot.
Christian: Out at ten, we have one half of The Justice League, Belinda Warwick.
Hot Stuff reaches in to his pot and pulls out Belinda's partner.
HS: And she'll be teaming with a man who once headlined an SCW supercard, a man of mystery, Drexel Matheson!
Christian: That guy's still alive? I'm sure he would have been gone by now with all the chair shots he took to the head.
HS: Still alive.
Christian reaches in to draw the next person out of the pot.
Christian: Next up, Remi.
Hot Stuff reaches in and draws the next one.
HS: Well be teamed with Samuel Devereux
Christian nods and reaches for the next one
Christian: We have our resident Romanian out next, Amy Jayne.
Hot Stuff reaches in to grab the next ball, holding the name up towards the camera.
HS: And if his Fallen masters let him out, Amy Jayne will be teaming with Jeremiah Hardin!
Christian reaches in to draw another name out. After settling on a ball, he unscrews it to take out the name.
Christian: Bombshell roulette champion, Jessie Salco.
Hot Stuff reaches in, pulling out a ball and unscrewing it. As he looks at the name, a bitter look crosses his face, much to the delight of Christian. He talks through gritted teeth.
HS: And she'll be teaming with Nicolas L Blair.
A smirk crosses Christian's face.
Christian: Got nothing funny to say about that, have ya?
HS: Nothing funny, and I would say something, but I don't like using the C word on TV. Come on, get on with it.
A smiling Christian reaches back in to the pot, pulling out the fourteenth Bombshell.
Christian: Next out of the pot, we have a former champion here, the returning Trish Newborne!
Hot Stuff's eyes light up as he looks at Christian.
HS: Fucking love Trish! Seriously do.
Christian: Yeah, yeah.
Christian's unimpressed tone doesn't stop Hot Stuff reaching in to the bag, pulling out the next name.
HS: And her partner is... James Tuscini!
Christian reaches back in the pot, choosing between the last two balls. He decides and pulls one out, unscrewing it and showing the name to the camera.
Christian: Gothika
Hot Stuff has the same choice, pulling out the nearest ball to him and announcing the name.
HS: She'll be teaming with another man returning, the man who is probably still looking for vengeance, The Dark Defender!
Christian: One more team to draw. Team sixteen will be...
Christian picks up the last ball and unscrewing it, while Hot Stuff does the same thing.
Christian: Amy Marshall...HS: And she will be teaming with the fella with the great beard, Dax Beckett!
Christian: So that is the draw for Blast From The Past V. Like he said, there's a lot on the line so don't screw up.
Christian looks towards Hot Stuff.
Christian: Can I go now?
Hot Stuff nods at the co-owner.
Christian: K... Bye!
Christian walks off the camera and Hot Stuff looks down it.
HS: Enjoy the show!
The camera cuts elsewhere!
The scene opens backstage at Blaze of Glory VI where we see Steve's fianc? Kaylee making out with another woman, the same woman from the Steve Rocks Rumble video, with Kaylee's back against a wall, Kaylee is down to her bra and denim shorts whilst the woman is only clad in her bra and panties and five seconds later a third woman, also clad in just her underwear, joins in the sex session making it a threesome.
Simone: Off course Steve is opening a seg like this, what are your thoughts Jason? Jason?
Adams:...
Belinda starts trying to break Jason out of his trance but all hope seems lost as the women start to remove Kaylee's bra but just as it comes off Steve steps into view as there is a knock at the door to the room that they are occupying and he opens whilst the threesome continues off camera it revealing Ms. Rocky Mountains. Miss Rocky Mountains: Steve you are just moments away from the opening contest, a Fatal Four Way for the Men's Roulette Championship which you are competing in....... Rocky gets cut off mid-sentence as she is hit in the face with Kaylee's bra, tossing it aside she looks over only to be hit in the face with the other women's bras and frowns. Miss Rocky Mountains: I should've known, better get this over quickly so you can go back your "entertainment", any final thoughts? Steve: What's there left to say? Ryan had no business challenging me in the first place, Travis lucky streak ends tonight and I don't know where the fuck Chris has been since he lost the Roulette Title but it doesn't matter because I'll retain the title faster than Kaylee's panties are coming off! Almost on cue Kaylee's denim shorts and panties land near their feet. Miss Rocky Mountains: Dumb question but anything else? Steve: Nope, now if you excuse me I have a show to watch! Steve closes the door on Rocky as the scene fades. A dimly lit room appears on the large screen as Travis Nathaniel Andrews is standing just under the only light source. On his shoulder is the coveted Roulette Championship. Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Tonight, I make history. Tonight, this Roulette Championship will remain property of Travis Nathaniel Andrews. Steve, Ryan and Chris try your hardest to take this away from me because that's the only chance you got to get this from my grasp. If you don't like that well then you better DEAL WITH IT! The video cuts back out as laughter fills the speakers. Were backstage as the camera and focused on the back side of a lady. A few second go by before turning around. The fans start to cheer as they see that it's Master Lilly. Master Lilly: Hello SCW Crowd: Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Holy Shit! Master Lilly: It has been a long time since I have been at a SCW show, but did you guys really think I was going to miss Blaze Of Glory. This is the show you always want to be a part of. Even if all you're doing is saying how it's nice to be a part of the show. Master Lilly chuckles as does the crowd Master Lilly: Many great matches will be provided, this show will have so many Superstars and Bombshells showcasing there talents. The SCW Tag team Battle Royals will feature almost half of tonight's card. The Battle Royal will feature 24 of the 53 super stars if that is not saying you are in for two great Battle Royals then I don't know what will.
Okay now that I got the tag team division out the way there is something I would like to say before I go. I want to thank you fans. You all are the reason SCW has been around for 6 years strong. With out the fans there is no Blaze Of Glory. You all made this happen and now Mr. Ward and Mr. Underwood has one heel of a line up for you all tonight. This years Blaze Of Glory will be the biggest and best one to date. And we all back here have you fans to thanks. The camera zooms out and we see Song, Alana, Eyesnsane and Jon Dough approach Master Lilly. The Elders: So on behalf of everyone here in SCW we truly want to say thank you for the support you have given is for the past 6 years. The crowd cheers on as the camera cuts out. Backstage the four men in the Roulette title match are standing around the roulette wheel. Reaching up, a smiling Pussy Willow pulls hard and sends the wheel spinning. Match after match clicks by as the wheel begins to slow down. With three final clicks, the wheel stops and all four men can see the result of the spin. Simone: It has landed on Inferno Elimination match Jason. Adams: Someone's gonna be on fire tonight and the other three are gonna get burned in their search for the Roulette title... Simone: Very punny Jason. Adams: Thank you Belly, I try. Simone: True, you are very trying. Let's go to Justin Decent for the introductions... Adams: I resemble that remark. Justin Decent: The following contest is an elimination inferno match and it is for the Roulette title. Introducing first... The arena lights drop down as one single golden spotlight shines down onto the stage. Boos are beginning to grow as a video package begins to play on the screen. The boos get a little louder as "Blurry" strikes up over the speakers. Several gold lights begin to flicker throughout the arena as Travis Nathaniel Andrews steps through the curtain wearing his signature golden trench coat with his trademark sunglasses over his eyes. Not to far behind him is his personal assistant Shawna Jennings who is carrying her trusty clipboard. Both individuals stop at the top of the ramp while basking in the loud chorus of boos. Travis as his arms stretched out towards the ceiling while showing off a smile. Justin Decent: Ladies and gentlemen, making his way to the ring being accompanied by his personal assistant Shawna Jennings, from Las Vegas, Nevada, he weighed in at two hundred and forty one pounds. He stands six feet two inches tall, he is the Must See Superstar and the true Mr. SCW, please welcome TRAVIS NATHANIEL ANDREWS. Travis continues to smirk while walking shoulder to shoulder with his assistant down the ramp. Every other step she looks up from her clipboard and scowls toward the audience. Travis, however, is basking in the negative responses. He hops up onto the ring apron as Shawna uses the ring steps. He enters the ring followed by her. He walks toward the far turnbuckle, stands on it while opening his arms up while mouthing "You're welcome" which garners more boos. He turns around, removes his trench coat and proceeds to lie across the turnbuckle while waiting. Justin Decent: And introducing, from West London England, weighing in at two hundred sixty five pounds...The Original Psycho, the Reverend Chris Shipman! Father Williams walks out from behind the curtain and signals for silence before the lights go out as I want it all from Queen hits as we see a golden light emerge as it lights the entrance way as Chris Shipman walks out to the arena wearing a Golden Robe with a cross on the back. He has his arms spread towards the fans as he has his eyes set upon his opponent. He finally gets to the ring as he opens his robe and reveals a golden wrestling tights and boots as he slowly walks up the ramp and stares his opponent down before entering the ring. Justin Decent: Also in the match...from Las Vegas Nevada...at one hundred eighty pounds, Ryan Keys! "I'm Made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of?"by A Day to Remember plays while blue and white lights strobe over the stage. As Ryan's entrance video is shown in the titantron the man himself walks out to take center stage. With a bright smile playing on his lips he does a confident pose before slowly making his way down the ramp. Ryan's wearing a Black tight tank top with Key Style lettering, and under it is his small wet look ring trunk. His Key holedesigned knee high boots and arm bands with the words Ryan in one and Keys on the other showed off his style. Slapping the hands of the fans to his side he jogs closer to the ring until he slides in through the bottom ropes. As he makes way up the corner ring post he stops and looks around to hear the cheers of the crowd as he teases them with tearing off his shirt and tossing it to the side. Showing the same confident pose as before he hops down and extends his leg over the ring post to stretch them out and show his flexibility before the match starts. Justin Decent: And finally, from Queens New York weighing two hundred pounds...Steve Ramone. "I pledge alliegence, to the flag, of The Fearless One Steve Ramone." "I want what's coming to me." 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 begin to taunt the other three in the ring. Drew Patton has to get between Ramone and the others to prevent a brawl as Justin leaves the ring. Simone: Looks like Steve Ramone is already applying the heat Jason. Adams: He may want to rethink that Belinda. Three against one are not good odds. And here we go.
"So what's coming to you?"
"The world chico, and everything in it"
The bell rings as all four men look at the piping around the ring with the dancing flames moving across its surface. Travis looks across the ring at Shipman who has a sick smile on his face. Charging across the ring, Travis slams a forearm into the jaw of Shipman who staggers backwards as Ramone and Keys begin to trade punches along the ropes.
Adams: Well we are off to a quick start in this match Belinda. And let's remind everyone about how you win an inferno elimination match.
Simone: An inferno match is won when your opponent is burned by the flames that erupt from that pipe that is encircling the ring. Tonight's match just adds a little twist of it being an elimination match up as well.
Ryan Keys manages to force Steve Ramone into the corner and mount the middle ropes and begins to rain down hard rights as the crowds begin to count each punch. On the opposite side of the ring, Chris Shipman had recovered and had Andrews in a painful boston crab. Travis has the ropes in his hand as the referee is admonishing Shipman who smirks and shakes his head. Ryan drops to the canvas then reaches behind Ramone's head and brings him down with a one handed bulldog. Seeing Shipman punishing Andrews, Keys moves towards him and catches him by the back of the head with one hand and uses a second one handed bulldog on the unsuspecting Shipman who releases Andrews.
Simone: Ryan Keys with a bulldog to save Travis Nathaniel Andrews from that psycho Chris Shipman.
Adams: I am surprised that Ryan wants to get anywhere near Shipman after their last match.
Shipman rolls out of the ring and stands on the outside as a flare of the fire escapes the tubing. Staggering against the ring apron to avoid it, Shipman smirks. Inside the ring, Steve Ramone gets to his feet as Keys and Andrews do. The two men look at each other then both move towards Ramone who surprises them with a double clothesline. Shipman is climbing back into the ring when Ramone spies the flames moving along the pipe behind him. Quickly, Ramone uses a dropkick on Shipman that sends him flying off the apron to land on the piping as the flames flare once more. A tech on the outside rushes towards a burning Shipman to deliver a spray from an extinguisher and puts out the fire that is flickering on his skin.
Adams: We have our first elimination and it is Shipman which is a surprise to me because just seeing the stipulation for this match, I would have thought he would be the last man unburned.
Simone: Well sometimes the ones most likely to win are usually the first to feel the flames of karma.
Adams: Wow, that is very poetic.
Medics help Shipman to the back as the remaining three continue to battle in the ring. Ramone turns to advance on Travis Andrews who holds his hands up and begins to talk to Steve then points at Ryan Keys who is watching both men. Ramone nods and both he and Travis start towards Ryan who brings up his fists ready to defend himself. Ramone is about to lock up with Keys but grabbed from behind by Travis who locks in a full nelson and bulldogs Steve into the canvas. Ryan watches in disbelief as Andrews gets to his feet then hits an elbow drop onto the chest of Ramone. Keys moves to Travis and pulls him to his feet and whips him into the corner. Travis sags slightly while Keys rolls his neck then charges across the ring before hitting a handspring elbow on Andrews sending him to the mat.
Simone: Ryan Keys is one step ahead of Travis but wait a minute...
Adams: Here comes Steve Ramone to get him some of Keys.
Keys is surprised from behind by Steve Ramone who catches him around the midsection and uses a release german suplex to send Andrews across the ring. Rolling to his hands and knees, Ramone is slow to get to his feet but stalks towards a downed Ryan. Seeing him approaching, Ryan quickly takes his leg out from under him with a chop block that has Ramone screaming in pain as he clutches his knee.
Adams: That is so going to leave a mark on Ramone. Taking out his leg like that might just put a crimp into the Fearless Shot that Steve uses.
Travis gets to his feet and moves on Ryan, catching the slowly rising Keys with a discus clothesline that sends him spiraling to the mat. Travis moves him towards the ropes. Pulling Ryan to his feet, Travis leans him against the ropes and uses his right forearm to slam it against the head of Keys. Steve Ramone fights his way to his feet and moves towards the pair but Travis turns and catching Ramone by the eyes, he rakes his fingers over them forcing Steve to stagger away wiping furiously at his face.
Simone: Eye rake by Travis.
Adams: He's fighting like a girl.
Simone: I don't think that Travis would like to hear that Jason.
Adams: What? Have you seen the fight in our girls here in SCW? I meant it as a compliment.
Keys meanwhile has grabbed the top rope and leaping up, uses it to hit a backflip off the top rope to land on Andrews and takes him to the mat. Travis quickly rolls to the outside and leans on the apron as he checks on his jaw. Ryan slides out of the ring just around the corner to where Andrews is. Travis sees him and charges towards him intent on taking him out. Using a shoulder block, Travis sends him into the piping just as a flame dies down. Ryan catches himself quickly as the sizzle of the fire can be heard and he is quickly able to avoid the flames. Andrews attempts to knock him into the flaming pipe but Keys uses a matrix evasion to escape the clothesline then is quickly recovered and races to Travis and brings him down onto the spurting flames with a bulldog. Medics and technicians rush to put out the flames engulfing Andrews as Keys gets back into the ring under the bottom rope.
Adams: Travis Nathaniel Andrews' night is over and no gold to show for it.
Simone: He put up a good fight but now it is between Ryan Keys and Steve Ramone. You realize if Steve wins this, we won't hear the end of it...until he loses the title?
Adams: Oh I already know Belinda, I already know.
Once inside the ring, Ryan gets to his feet and turns to be grabbed by a limping Steve Ramone who hoists Ryan up and over with a belly to belly suplex. Arching in pain, Ryan rolls to his stomach as Ramone once more gets to his feet. Moving towards Keys, he picks him up then whips him into the corner. Keys slams hard into the turnbuckles then staggers out of the corner only to be caught by Ramone who uses a hurricanrana that sends him to the mat and rolling to the outside. Ramone gets to his feet as does Ryan on the outside. Steve moves to the ropes but Keys reaches under the bottom rope and pulls Ramone off his feet and then drags him to the corner. Pulling one foot to each side of the ringpost, Ryan looks to the crowd as Steve realizes what he is going to do and holds his hands up to beg Ryan not to do it.
Adams: Don't do it! Have you seen his girlfriend?
Simone: Ryan is going to quite possibly cause some damage if he crotches Ramone...
Keys gives him a look and then looks to the fans again then puts one foot against the ringpost and yanks hard on the ankles of Steve Ramone which pulls him into the ringpost painfully. Keys picks up the ankles of Ramone for a second attempt but Steve grabs the ropes and pulls Ryan face first into the steel. Ryan staggers away with his hands going to his face covering it as he checks for blood. Ramone pulls himself into the ring and gets to his feet and watches as Keys stands on the outside. Seeing the flames moving closer to Keys, Steve charges across the ring and launches himself with a suicide dive on Ryan sending him into the gas pipes but Ryan falls to the floor before he can be burned. Steve slams his hands on the floor then gets to his feet. Glaring at the fans who are booing him, he turns to spy Ryan slowly getting to his feet. Ramone watches as the flames are moving around the ring once more. Keys is to his feet as the flames get closer and closer. Moving towards Ramone, Keys attempts to catch Steve's arm but Ramone evades the grab and then turning swiftly, levels Ryan with his fearless shot superkick that sends Keys into the flames that had blazed out of the pipe just as his body hits the pipe. The referee signals for the bell as Ramone rolls into the ring under the bottom rope.
Justin Decent: The winner of the match and the NEW Roulette Champion, Steve RAMONE!
The referee hands him the Roulette title that he raises in the air as medics tend to Ryan Keys on the outside.
Simone: He's done it, Steve Ramone is once again the Roulette champion.
Adams: Lord help us.
The scene opens backstage at Blaze of Glory VI moments after the teams for this year's Blast from the Past Tournament where announced where we see the current SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion Jessie Salco sitting in the cafeteria with her brother Jake and her husband Shane, they had just finished watching the seg on the small TV in the cafeteria and Jessie has a confused look on her face as she sets her drink down.
Jessie: Nicolas L. Blair? Who the hell is that?
Jake: Didn't he have a feud with Mark a couple of years back?
Jessie: I think that's the one, teaming with him will be interesting but I doubt I'll run into him tonight.
Shane: I wouldn't be so sure.
Shane says and Jessie looks up seeing the man who was just announced as her partner in the Blast from the Past Tournament standing in front of her table.
Jessie: Oh, hi, I didn't see you there, Nicolas, right?
Nicolas smiles at the trio. He looks different than the last time he appeared in Sin City Wrestling, with his hair dyed bright red and a fresh 'Jessie Salco' tee shirt on. It's a wide, sardonic smile.
Nicolas: Hello. It's a pleasure to meet-
His greeting is cut off big huge wafts of fog and spooky music coming from off-camera. Nicolas sighs.
Nicolas: Excuse me for a moment.
He steps to the side, where two stage hands are holding fog machines, blowing it behind him to create moody atmosphere.
Nicolas: Gentlemen, I believe one of the agreements in the contract for my return was no more special effects nonsense.
Stagehand 1: But we have some spark pots we can set up...
Stagehand 2: And we have a pair of creepy twins on standby if you want to use them, too. The creepy twins really played well last time.
Nicolas: Gentlemen, what is the definition of insanity?
There is a long pause as the two stagehands, who are entirely unused to being on camera look at each other. One of them finally speaks up.
Stagehand 2: Uh...insanity is doing the same thing over and over again, and expecting a different result.
Nicolas: Brilliant. After ten years of doing this, don't you think it's about time I tried something different?
Stagehand 1: You mean, no druids? No lighting effects? No burning things down?
Nicolas: I'm possessed by the devil, not the spirit of tackiness. Leave the building-burning to the desperate washed-up has-beens. No more of any of - this-
He waves his hands at all the special effects gear. The stagehands shrug and Nicolas turns back to Jessie, Jake and Shane. He smiles once again.
Nicolas: Jessie, my dear, it is a pleasure to make your acquaintance. I hope that, like me, you are interested in shaking things up. Not just for the two of us...but for all of Sin City Wrestling.
Nicolas takes Jessie's hand and gives it a respectful kiss. His smile starts to dissolve into laughter, meanwhile Jake and Shane share a look.
Jake: Well, it's different from TNA last year, I'll say that.
Shane: I think Jessie will be happy if she breaks the tradition of being eliminated in round one.
Jessie grins before taking her hand back.
Jessie: Pleasure's all mine, the two big oaths you see behind me are my brother Jake and my husband Shane, they are here to keep an eye on me basically.
Jake: Long story.
Nicolas: No need, I had heard all about that unfortunate business.
Nicolas said with a respectful nod.
Jessie: And as for the tournament, I'll be honest, I'll just be glad to make it past round one for once.
Nicolas: Not only will we do that but we'll win the whole thing!
Jessie: I look forward to it.
Jessie says with a grin as the scene fades.
After the announcement of Raab being in the Blast For The Past tournament, he sits in his locker room, knowing it's something he clearly didn't have a clue about as he says this.
Lord Raab: "How the fuck did this happen? I didn't sign up for a fucking tournament."
Samuel tries to calm Raab down with his explosive temper with the whole tournament sign up being right under his nose on not knowing anything about it as he throws things around and as soon as Henry got into the locker room, seeing Raab being raged as Samuel wrote down why Raab was like this and what he said as he speaks.
Henry Losak: "I signed you up. It's for your own good."
Lord Raab: "How? Explain why do I give a shit about winning the SCW World title again?"
Henry Losak: "I know you don't, but hear me out. The reason why I signed you up is because you need to get rid of your fears of women. How can you expect to be a father if you have no trust for women? This is a learning experience and you better take it. Think about it, if you win, you'd overcome your fears of women and being able to trust women in and out of wrestling to have a baby with Samuel."
That statement really got to Raab as he went on one knee at this point, thinking over things that it's lot more than about the title as he sees Raab calming down, even having a tear on his face as he dreams on wanting a baby with Samuel. Raab gets up from the floor as Henry speaks.
Henry Losak: "Now we've got that sorted, lets go and find Evie right now and I'm coming with you too so you don't hurt her."
Lord Raab: "Yeah, that's fine."
Henry Losak: "Samuel, you stay here."
Samuel McPherson: "Yaarrp."
While Samuel stays in the locker room doing warm up before the tag match taking place, Raab and Henry left the locker room to wonder around backstage for Evie as the next match takes place in the ring.
Cameras found themselves rolling in the parking lot at that very moment. Seemingly with perfect timing an all black limo pulled into the parking lot. Those cameras seemed to lock their focus on the back door of the limo as it came to a stop. The door was pushed open and the first thing was a pair of all black shiny dress shoes. A couple of seconds later the person stepped completely stepped out of the limo to reveal themselves to be none other than Calvin Harris. Decked out in an all black suit and matching sunglasses to go with it.
By that time the driver of the limo had made his way around the limo and retrieved the bag of Calvin's from the trunk. Aggressively, Calvin yanked it from him. Beginning to make his way towards the building, but it was at that very moment he found himself being cut off with Pussy Willow making her presence known by getting right in his personal space with a microphone in hand. Calvin kind of glared at her for a brief moment.
Calvin Harris: Can I help you?!
Pussy Willow: Of course! I was wondering if I could get a brief moment of your time?
Calvin Harris: And what makes you think that I want to give you anymore of my time than I actually have to? Besides, tonight is a very important night. I've got way more important things to focus on.
Pussy Willow: But that's exactly what I want to talk to you about. Tonight, some would say is your biggest night in Sin City Wrestling. You're competing for the Internet Championship. It is a pretty big deal.
Calvin Harris: No shit, I'm in the match. I'd know.
His eyes rolled in the back of his head for a brief moment. Obvious this was a situation where he was slightly annoyed with her and her comments.
Calvin Harris: It's clear to me you don't have an intelligent thing to say. You don't have a question worth asking, so if you're excuse me. Like I said I've got more important things to focus on.
Pussy Willow: Well, honestly more than anything. I was just wondering if you had any final words for your opponents tonight. Maybe some final thoughts you'd like to share going into this match.
Calvin Harris: Final words for my opponents? Now why would I have anything left to say at this point? I've said everything I needed to say about Bitchop. I've said everything I've needed to say about a lack lustered champion. It is no longer my concern if they took my words seriously. It is no longer my concern if they've take my words and wisely prepared myself. Besides, at this point anything else I say is just going to be a matter of "burying" them.
He held his hands up with air quotes when it came to the word "burying" while at the same time. Calvin locked eyes right with the lense of the camera giving a small wink. Clearly that was a shot at one particular person in particular.
Calvin Harris: And as far as there being any final thoughts for me to share with anyone? At this point it would just be a matter of me repeating myself. People are allowed to feel however they want to feel about me. People can say I'm self centered. People can say I'm sick. People can say that I've got an ego. People can say that I'm going to fall flat on my face. Facts are everyone is entitled to their opinion. Much like I'm entitled to my opinion. I am more than free to say that by the end of the night, I'll be standing in the middle of the ring with that Internet Championship. My right to say so, but at the same time the difference between me stating my opinion and everyone else stating theirs would be that my statement is actually factual.
Pussy Willow: Isn't that a little bit of a double standard to everything else you're saying?
Calvin Harris: Maybe to everyone else, but again I'm not concerned with everyone else and their opinions. You choose to believe what you want to believe. However soon enough the proof will be in the pudding. Those that choose not believe in me are the ones that are going to be highly upset when my words hold true. The Era of the Martyr begins tonight!
For a brief moment that arrogant smirk of his crossed his lips before he proceeded to find himself walking right on past her. Stepping right up to the back door of the building and yanked the door open heading inside. The loud boos could be heard from the crowd as they were all fearing what could end up being a reality at the end of the night. On that note the cameras found themselves cutting elsewhere.
Justin: Our next match is Standard Rules with Samuel Devereux versus Joshua Acquin.
Simone: I would hate to be Samuel Devereux or Joshua Acquin right now.
Adams: Why?
Simone: We just opened Blaze of Glory VI with a brutal For Corners Roulette Championship match and now these two have to be the second match on the card following that match?
Adams: Wherever the chips fall I guess.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen this match is a Standard Rules Singles match. Our first participant in this match hails from Odessa, Denmark, and he stands in at 6 feet 6 inches and 245 pounds, he is Samuel Devereux.
The opening instrumental for Tired by Stone Sour plays and the lights turn purple. Sam comes out from behind the curtain. He takes out a card and throws it sticking it to the middle of the ramp. He slowly walks down the ramp with a smile on his face. Sam picks up the card and shows it to be the Queen of hearts. He kisses it and pockets it. Samuel jumps up on the steps and looks around as the crowd cheers for him. Samuel gets into the ring and climbs onto one of the turnbuckles absorbing the crowd's energy. After playing the crowd for a bit he jumps off the turnbuckle and takes residence in a corner to await the arrival of Joshua Acquin.
Adams: Samuel Devereux appears confident for this match.
Justin: Our next participant in this match hails from Las Vegas, Nevada, an d he stands in at 6 feet 3 inches and 227 pounds, he is known as "SCE'S NIGHTMARE" Joshua Acquin.
Nightmare by A7X Hits the speakers as Joshua Acquin walks out from the back with boos from the crowd. As he walks slowly to the ring he avoids all contact from fans. Once in the ring he goes up to the middle rope of the turnbuckle, drawing boos from the crowd as he holds up his arms. After a few moments Joshua jumps off the ropes to the mat and he turns to face the direction where Samuel Devereux is located.
Simone: Both wrestlers appear confident for this match. They are evenly matched when it comes to height and weight so this match will come down to who makes the fewest mistakes during the match.
Referee Jacob Summers informs both wrestlers this is a Standard Rules match. He further states he will not tolerate cheating or illegal moves or holds. Further he states when he steps in to demand a break he expects a break and for it to happen quickly. Satisfied both wrestlers understand how he will officiate this match Summers motions to the Timekeeper and the bell rings to officially start this match.
DING DING DING!
The two wrestlers charge out of their corners and they slam into each other in the middle of the ring. They trade forearm smashes and then when Devereux reaches back to land another blow Acquin quickly lashes out with a kick to the midsection of Samuel. Joshua wastes no time when Devereux doubles over to roll him up into a pin. Referee Summers goes in for the count. One...Two... Samuel Devereux gets out of the pin and Joshua Acquin is upset he came up short with the attempt.
Adams: No way you can be upset when you go for a pin this early in a match. Rarely does anyone get a pinfall that soon unless the match is rigged.
Simone: Joshua is probably frustrated as it was close to a pin early in the match. The maneuver shows he's going to be aggressive and Samuel needs to stay focused.
Samuel stands to his feet and in a gesture of sportsmanship he acknowledges the good quick maneuver by Joshua. The two approach and lock up in a collar and elbow. They try to maneuver into a dominant position. Devereux managed to break the tie up and then he spins around Acquin and then places him into a side headlock. Joshua shoves Samuel off of him and into the ropes. On the rebound Acquin goes for a shoulder block but Devereux is ahead of him on the attempt and he side-steps the attempt and then he lashes out and whacks Acquin on the side of the head with a kick. Referee Summers cautions on the kick to the head but Samuel reminds him he didn't caution Joshua for a kick to his midsection. Acquin is dazed from the kick but he's still on his feet. Devereux grabs Acquin and he whips him hard into the corner. He follows him in with a well placed elbow to the chest. He grabs the arm of Joshua to pull him out of the corner but Acquin manages to get out of the grasp of Devereux. We watch as Acquin climbs the ropes in the corner until he is on the top ropes. Devereux follows him up the ropes and he reaches up to grab Joshua but Acquin is trying to fight him off. While Acquin is bent over trying to punch Devereux we see Samuel land a hard punch to the face of Joshua. He then gets into position on the ropes and he grabs onto Acquin and he launches him into a suplex off the ropes. Joshua flies high into the air and he comes down hard on the mat. Samuel Devereux crawls over to Joshua Acquin and he goes for the pin while hooking both left. Jacob Summers drops for the count.
One...Two...Th...
Nooooo! Somehow Joshua Acquin managed to get his shoulder up before Referee Jacob Summers could come down with the three count. Summers stands up and raised two fingers into the air to show everyone it was only a two count.
Adams: How Joshua got out of that pin attempt is beyond me.
Simone: It was sheer instinct from experience in the ring.
Acquin gets to his feet and he gets cocky toward Devereux about getting out of the pin attempt. Samuel isn't taking it nicely that he is getting mocked by Joshua. As Devereux approached Acquin we watch as Joshua dives out of the way of the lunge by Samuel. As Devereux hits the ropes Acquin rushes him to grab him and he quickly executes an abdominal stretch. When applying the hold Joshua was able to maneuver Samuel far enough away from the ropes to prevent him from reaching out to grab the ropes for a break. Referee Summers steps in to ask if Devereux wants to submit but Samuel refuses to give up in this match. Devereux continues to work his way into a position to flip Acquin off of him and finally he is able to get enough leverage to launch Joshua over and to the mat. Devereux attempts an elbow drop but Acquin rolls out of the way and Samuel hits only mat. Devereux stands up and massages his elbow as he sizes up Acquin waiting to see what Joshua will do next.
Adams: Several good back and forth exchanges there.
Simone: When it continues to be a back and forth it usually ends up with neither wrestler obtaining the advantage. One of them has to figure a way to manage to get several moves or holds executed and applied to gain the advantage and wear down their opponent.
Joshua Acquin approaches Samuel Devereux and the two lock up again. Joshua gets out of the lock up and he spins around behind Samuel and gets a quick belly to back suplex executed slamming Devereux hard into the mat. Acquin rolls Samuel over and drops an elbow to the throat of Devereux. Joshua runs to the ropes, rebounds off the ropes, and he leaps high into the air to come down with a jumping knee drop to Samuel.
Simone: If Acquin hits this jumping knee drop this match is over.
As Acquin is coming down to land the jumping knee drop we see Samuel quickly roll out of the way just in time. This causes Joshua to slam his knees hard into the mat. He starts rolling around holding his knees due to the pain. Samuel Devereux quickly takes advantage of the situation by dragging Joshua Acquin to the middle of the ring and then he applies a figure four leg lock. He has the hold locked in and he is keeping pressure on the legs and the knees of Acquin. Referee Summers steps in to ask Acquin if he wants to submit and he says he will not. Not satisfied that Acquin didn't submit Devereux maneuvers to apply more pressure to the legs and knees of Acquin.
Adams: I don't know how anyone can take this amount of pressure on their les and not submit.
Simone: I know I wouldn't hesitate to submit if my legs were in this situation.
Joshua Acquin yells out from the pain and this time when Jacob Summers steps in to ask him to submit he taps the mat and Summers quickly calls for the bell to end the match. Summers orders Devereux to release the hold and he does so. Samuel stands and walks to one of the corners to await the official announcement on the match.
Adams: Well so much for waiting longer to submit.
Simone: It was either submit or possibly suffer serious damage.
Justin: Here is your winner of this match, by submission, Samuel Devereux!
Referee Jacob Summers raises the hand of Samuel Devereux on the announcement of his win as the crowd erupts into a favorable reaction on the decision. Summers drops the hand of Devereux and Samuel exits the ring and makes his way up the ramp to the backstage area. Joshua Acquin is up on his feet in the ring and he limps toward the ropes and exits the ring. As he walks up the ramp toward the backstage area it is obvious he's in pain as he limps up the ramp.
The cameras go backstage to find two ladies that will be in tonight battle royal for the Sin City Wrestling. Evie Baang and Odette Steven's both Aussies are deep in conversation as they wait for their match to start.
Evie: Are you ready for this?
Evie smirks wildly as the look on Odette's face says it all.
Odette: Evie, I'm more than ready for this.
Of course she was ready and the look on her face said it all as she was staring at her offsider.
Evie: Okay, well don't screw his up out there old timer.
Evie gave Odette's shoulder a little push, playing on the words that people had called Odette this week in their promos.
Odette: I could kill you.
She was being serious but the amused look on Evie's face wasn't helping her.
Evie: You really couldn't but have fun believing that.
Odette: Why do I put up with you?
Evie: Because apparently we're family?
She shrugs her shoulders while Odette scoffs at the idea of Evie being her sister.
Odette: In your dreams, alright let's get this show on the road. Just Evie, promise me you won't consume yourself with The Fallen tonight, there will be other teams in the match remember that and after watching all their promos we seem to be everyone's main targets.
Evie smirked she loved knowing that she was under everyone skins to the point they were trying to destroy her.
Evie: I'm not good at making promises, but, hey, I'll try?
Odette just shook her head knowing that was a lie but she didn't have time to fight with her as the stage hand waved them over getting them ready for their match. Both Aussie took off from their spots and headed towards the gorilla position.
We return to the backstage area as five women are standing next to the wall. Two of the women look to be Belinda Warwick and Zuri Chastain who are relaxing before their big battle royal happening later in the night. The other three girls aren't so easily depicted as Pussy Willow finally enters the picture.
Pussy Willow: Hi ladies, I hope I'm not interrupting anything.
Belinda chuckles a bit while looking at Pussy.
Belinda Warwick: Nope. We aren't really doing anything productive at the moment. Zuri and I are just waiting for our match while hanging with a few Justice League members.
Pussy nods her head while turning to look over the group of women. Pussy then looks back at Belinda.
Pussy Willow: Belinda, in two weeks, you will be competing in your first BFTP tournament match. Are you feeling heading into this tournament?
Belinda steps away from the wall and gets more center in the shot.
Belinda Warwick: To be honest, I'm a little nervous and excited. I'm nervous because this is my first time on my own since joining Sin City Wrestling. Plus, I haven't worked with many men in a tag team fashion so this should be an interesting combination.
Pussy Willow: Do you know who your partner is for the tournament?
Belinda nods.
Belinda Warwick: I do know who my partner is but you will have to stay tuned to find out.
Pussy nods her head while looking at the one girl with jet black hair.
Pussy Willow: Who's the new girl?
Zuri and the new girl step up into the shot.
Zuri Chastain: Now Pussy, why must you want to know who this is huh? Shouldn't you asking us whether we believe half the words that Raynin spewed. The Fallen talk a big game but the last few outings haven't been that stellar. While they were off doing whatever, we were still kicking ass. So if those girls want to go toe to toe with the Justice League, then I'm sure we can oblige them.
The new girl smirks while placing a hand on Pussy's shoulder.
New Girl: Keep your eyes on the moon.
The New Girl steps back out of the shot as Pussy looks confused.
Belinda Warwick: Tonight, Justice Shall be served.
Zuri and Belinda high five each other as the others follow them out of the shot.
We see Song and Alana holding there SCW Bombshell titles. Song looks at Alana.
Song: This is it. We may not walk out of here with these title.
Alana: Hey it was a good run. We got what we asked, we had fun. If we lose them we will just have to earn them back.
Song: yes we will but let's try to keep them, we have a plan if we stick with it then we should be fine.
Alana: Yes but we are the targets in this match. Just be on the lookout.
Song: Well This may be the last time I get to wear it, I shall wear it proudly.
Song wraps the belts around her waist.
Song: Come on let?s its our time now to be apart of history in the making.
Alana Puts her title over her left shoulder.
Alana: Let's do this.
Song: Wait, no.
Song takes Alana title and wraps it around her waist.
Song: This is Blaze Of Glory, let's go out there being proud to wear these titles.
Alana: Okay Song, you got it. Let?s go.
The two walk down the hall making there way to the curtains waiting for there match to be introduced
The camera shot cuts backstage where James Tuscini and Pinky del Ferrando are standing in the hallway outside their dressing room. Standing with them is Sin City Wrestling Interviewer "Stoner" Scott Oliver. James is already in his wrestling attire and he appears fully ready for the Tag Team Championship Battle Royal. Pinky is dressed in a black pinstriped suit and he is wearing a white shirt with black tie.
Scott: James tonight you step into the ring, with your Tag Team partner Dmitri, to take on four other Tag Teams in a Battle Royal. It is an over-the-top-rope elimination match so all someone needs to do to eliminate another team is to toss one of their members of the top rope to the arena floor and that team is eliminated from the match.
James: Easy stuff.
Pinky: Child's play.
Scott: Child's play? Are you serious?
Pinky: Yeah! Child's play as in Chucky the Doll from the movie Child's Play.
Scott: That's a disturbing reference.
Pinky: Thanks. It was meant to be.
Scott: James you and Dmitri as Unholy Alliance are facing off against Jason and Kris Halc as Jet City, Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson as The Monstimals, Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean as Team BJ, and Jon Dough and Eyesnsane as Members of the Elders. Any comments on your opponents?
James: To put it simply they will be easy to defeat. Easy as in easy, pretty easy, and downright easy.
Scott: Do you wish to elaborate on your comments?
James: Let me simplify it. Unholy Alliance will win easily.
Scott: Okay I guess that's all I'm going to get from you on that item. Monstimals recently made the claim that they are the only Tag Team that has defeated Unholy Alliance. Your thoughts on their comments?
James: I mentioned it during the run-up to Blaze of Glory that although Monstimals obtained a win in the one Tag Team match they had with Unholy Alliance it was not a clean win. Every time I was going for the win, or Dmitri was going for the win, Raab and Samuel would jump into the ring and double team the member of our Tag Team who was legally in the ring. When you get double-teamed over and over and over again, which by the way is AGAINST THE RULES, then of course you can cheat your way to a victory.
Pinky: Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson are in for a rude awakening when James and Dmitri quickly eliminate them from the match. Those two can return to their dressing room to watch Unholy Alliance win the Tag Team Championship on television.
James: Their comment also proves the low mentality of Monstimals. They made a false statement. Unholy Alliance had two matches with Jet City. One was a Draw and the other was a win due to cheating by Jet City. So, no, The Monstimals are not the only Tag Team to obtain a win over us. Two Tag Teams have obtained a win over us and both did it by cheating.
Pinky: Shall we review the two matches Unholy Alliance had with Jet City? The first time James and Dmitri had the match easily won numerous times. When they were going for the win Jet City, just like Monstimals, ran in and started double teaming our legal member in the ring. Then Jason and Kris continued to toss James and Dmitri outside the ring, to the arena floor, and kept fighting us on the arena floor. It finally came down to Mark Ward having enough of Jet City's cheating so the match was called as a Draw and another Tag Team Championship match was scheduled.
James: In this second Tag Team Championship match we again had the match won many times when Jet City ran into the match to double team us. Then after cheating numerous times I got rolled up into a pin by Jason Halc and when you watch the replay of the match you will see he grabbed my wrestling tights and was pulling hard for extra leverage. More cheating to obtain a cheap win by Jet City. But you want to know something Scott? There is no way Jet City can cheat us out of winning the World Tag Team Championship tonight.
Scott: How can you be sure of that?
James: Because Jet City will be eliminated from the match early so they will not be one of the final two teams going for the Title Belts.
Scott: I wish you and Dmitri the best in this match. Any closing comments?
Pinky: I will be at ringside. If any of the other Tag Teams try to have someone run in on the match to interfere for them I will intercept them and beat them unconscious. When they regain consciousness they will be in the ICU at a hospital in Stockton.
Scott: You would resort to that level of violence if someone tried to interfere in the match?
Pinky: Hell yeah! I'm also at ringside to ensure when a team has been eliminated, by having one of their members tossed over the top rope and they land on the arena floor, that they return to their dressing room immediately. If they try to get back into the ring they will also get beat down and they can also wake up in the ICU.
Scott: Pinky you're starting to scare me.
Pinky: That's the concept Scott.
Scott: Any additional comments from you James?
James: Everyone needs to get used to looking at my face and Dmitri's face. Our faces will be burned into your minds as we are becoming Sin City Wrestling Tag Team Champions tonight. Once we have earned those Title Belts it will be a hell of a long time before we hand those Title Belts to someone else. Get used to Unholy Alliance being your Tag Team Champions because we are the new dynasty in the Federation.
Scott: Thanks for your time for this interview session.
**Moments Ago..**
Just after the teams were drawn for the Blast From The Past Tournament, a camera opens up in the Bombshell locker room backstage. Hall of Famer former three time World Bombshell Champion, Misty, is seated in a chair with her eyes glued to the monitor. She's leaning on her elbows against her knees as Christian announces Misty's name as the next Bombshell and Mark reveals her partner to be Brother Grimm! Her jaw drops and her eyes widen as she stares at the screen and she begins shaking her head quickly.
Misty: No...No way...
She stands up, almost in a panic and runs her hands through her hair, freaking out at the thought of teaming with the man who tormented her own son, Tim Staggs! A soft, feminine chuckle is then heard from behind Misty. The former champion turns around and sees perhaps one of the last people she might wish to see; Belladonna Grey. A woman who has taken an unnatural interest in her son, much like Brother Grimm, and a woman who shocked her many months ago by revealing she was, somehow, associated with that monster.
Belladonna is standing against the wall, clad in a gray business dress, with her hair done up in tasteful waves. Though despite her sense in proper fashion, something else seems 'off' about the woman. She seems tired, with dark circles under her eyes and a creepy smile on her face.
Belladonna: Well, isn't this a delicious sense of irony?
If it weren't for the terrifying thought of having to team with Brother Grimm, Misty would have gotten snippy with Belladonna. But being in complete panic mode has her on edge.
Misty: Irony? I call it unfortunate luck, honestly. I should have known you would be here.
Misty stares at her, noting her slight change in appearance since the last time they had come face to face, but she says nothing of it.
Belladonna smiles.
Belladonna: And why wouldn't I be? Given how close He and I have become, it was only natural I be his plus one for this evening.
She shakes her head, her eyes never leaving Misty's. There was something unnatural deep in them.
Belladonna: I imagine he must be wanting to celebrate something fierce after this little announcement.
Misty keeps her eyes locked on Belladonna as she tries to keep as calm as possible. She takes in a noticeable nervous gulp before asking a question she never thought she'd have to ask.
Misty: Where is he?
Belladonna waves a hand nonchalantly.
Belladonna: Oh dear, where isn't he? Under most circumstances I would think him watching young Timothy through your windows, but given the evening's festivities?
She looks up in the air as if in thought, then smiles at Misty.
Belladonna: Look to the shadows. Look deep.
Belladonna then strides past the worried mother, pausing just enough to whisper to her,
Belladonna: It was lovely seeing you again.
And she exits the Bombshell dressing room, leaving Misty behind her.
Justin: the following contest is our Bombshell world tag team championship battle royal!! The way to eliminate your opponent is to throw a member over the top rope and both members have to leave to the backstage area!! The one team left standing is the SCW tag team champions!! Introducing first, the first challengers...
The spin tingling sounds of "The Anthem of the year 2000" but Silverchair strikes up over the personal address system, alerting the fans of the arrival of the next two bombshells. This sound sets the fans off into a chorus of boos. As the song continues, out walks Odette Stevens and Evie Baang. Odette takes the lead as she makes her way to the centre of the ramp way, giving the fans a cocky bow as she eggs them on, letting them boo her. All the while, Evie makes her way up behind Odette her face being shadowed by her large wolf like fur coat. The two Aussies now stand side by side exchanging words while looking out into the crowd.
Justin: Making their way to the ring, from the land down under... the team of Odette Stevens and Evie Baang.
Odette sets off down the ramp walking with a smug spring in her step while, Evie follows at a distance as she almost glides towards the ring. As the two make their way to the bottom of the ramp way, they exchange looks before they slide into the ring under the bottom rope. Both women don't focus on the fans as they get up to their feet and stare down their competition in the ring.
Justin: And challengers number two.
The opening of "Blow me away" starts to play making the lights dim. Lucy and Uri walk out and the crowd cheers. The two girls high five each other and the lights turn normal as the lyrics kick in. Both Lucy and Uri turn to the ring and run down the ramp.
Justin: Weighing in at combined weight of two hundred and forty one pounds, they are Lucy Seraphina and Uriella Abaddon, The Angel Clan!
The slide into the ramp and toss their cloaks off. Uri grabs onto the ring ropes and flips herself onto the top turnbuckle while Lucy stands near her, waiting for the bell to ring.
Justin: And challengers number three....
Suddenly, the lights go out, and the sound of a rocket flying rips through the air. 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 "Immortals" by Fall Out Boy plays over the PA as on the titantron, the three flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness. The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident and dancing to the music. Diamond, 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. Diamond, Gothika, and Raynin come back to the center of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring.
Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Raynin, please welcome Diamond and Gothika, they are The Fallen!
Diamond 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. Diamond wiggles her hips a moment, then she lifts her leg high into the air and spins around in a circle before she places it on the ring apron and slithers under the bottom rope. Gothika slides under the bottom rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope. Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Diamond leans dances goes from one side of the ring dancing and leaning over the rope, blowing crystal dust at the crowd, before she comes to stands in the center of the ring, pointing at Raynin and Gothika 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 Diamond, waiting for the match to start...
Justin: The next challengers....
The arena goes dark as a strange symbol appears on the screen with two empty lines underneath. As the song "Karate" begins to play, the symbol will start to blink. With each blink, two letters will fill the blanks. Before the first words are sung, flood lights will shine down on the stage as Zuri Chastain and Belinda Warwick step out onto the stage. They are soon followed by Blanca Chastain and Lady Marsden. All four ladies take a moment to look around their new surroundings before making their way down the ramp.
Justin: Making their way down the aisle, being accompanied to the ring by Lady Marsden and Blanca Chastain, at a total combined weight of 341 pounds, they are the team of Belinda Warwick and the "Masked Vigilante" Zuri Chastain.....the Justice League.
Marsden and Blanca stops at the bottom of the ramp as Zuri slides into the ring. Belinda pulls herself up onto the ring apron before entering the ring. Zuri saunters over towards the corner before leaping up onto the second turnbuckle. She glances out among the audience while turning her head towards Belinda. Both ladies nod as the crowd just looks on
Justin: And their challengers....
The arena fades to complete black for five seconds before the lights flash on and off a few times before Irresistible by Fall Out Boy featuring Demi Lovato starts to play. On the stage is Remington and Eden, standing back to back. One arm is down by their sides and the other is on their hip. Slowly, they slide down to a squatting position. Remi slides her hand down Eden's leg and Eden slides her hand down Remi's as they slowly stand back up, keeping their legs straight. Remi winks at Eden as they walk down the ramp next to one another, keeping the same pace as they wave to the fans before stopping at the foot of the ramp and posing with their backs to one another before walking to the ring and hopping up onto the apron before getting in between the bottom and middle rope.
Justin: Weighing in at a combined weigh of two hundred and forty five pounds, they are Remi and Edie!
Eden goes to one of the turnbuckles and climbs up onto the second one before raising both arms in the air and shimmy's her chest a bit. Remi just sits on the middle rope, leaning against the top one.
Justin: And the last of their challengers....
"Amazing" by Hi Fashion hits over the pa system as the lights begin to flash all over the arena. The fans boo loudly as the camera pans over to the stage. Veronica Taylor and Mercedes Vargas walk out onto the stage once the music picks up. Angelica is right behind them. Veronica comes out with an arrogant smirk on her face while Mercedes raises her arms in the air. As the fans boo them, Veronica yells at them to shut up before striking a series of arrogant model poses which gives her some cat calls from the men but mostly boos. Her last pose, she reaches a hand over and grabs onto Mercedes, and they both strike a pose. They look to each other with a smirk before they begin walking the run way strut down to the ring.
Justin: Weighing in at a combined weight of two hundred and forty seven pounds, they are Veronica Taylor and Mercedes Vargas, The Mean Girls
Veronica stops now and again to taunt the fans and show herself off with some poses showing off her si
ling ring attire and entrance jacket. The come to the head of the ring before climbing the stairs and stands on the apron. Veronica does another arrogant model pose. Mercedes blows kisses out to the fans. Mercedes steps inside of the ring as Veronica pulls off her boots. Mercedes starts to hold the ropes, but then Veronica orders the ref to hold the ring rope down which he does. She then enters the ring walking around with her hands in the air posing some more yelling at the fans to shut their disgusting mouths and take a look at true beauty and class. As they wait for their opponents, Veronica takes off her necklace and places it in the corner she then stands by it leaning on the ropes.Justin: And introducing last...
IAIN SAYN NUN by OGYOLA X starts to play.
Justin: Coming to the ring and a combine weight of 245lbs. They are two Members of the Elders first from Rock Island, IL Alana Allure
We see Alana Allure come from behind the curtains to a crowd pop.
Justin: and her tag team partner from Foshan, China. Song
Song comes the curtain to a shower of boos. Alana pauses to wait for Song to catch up to him. The two give a fist bump to each other. The crowd showers them with a mix reaction as the two make there way to the ring.
Justin: They are the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Champions, The Female Elders!
Alana slides in from the bottom ropes while Song jumps on to the ring apron and then jump over the top ropes to make her way in the ring. Alana and Song each get on top of a turnbuckle. Songe raises her arms in the air to ta a mix reaction. Alana Alllure then raises her arms up the air to a shower of cheers. The two get down and meet in the middle of the ring each other a nod while the crowd showers them with a mix reaction.
DING DING DING
Mixed reactions to the names of each and every team as the bell rings, The Mean Girls assault the tag team champions from behind as the two teams slug it out as The Fallen and Angel Clan go at it as well followed by Team Technicolor and Justice League as the team of Evie Baang and Odette roll out of the ring as they go underneath he bottom rope and stare at the ring where the other Bombshells are slugging it out. We can see Gothika and Lucy battle it out as the two vampires are trying to get any momentum going against each other. Gothika gets the upper hand as she knees Lucy in the midsection several times before whipping her in the ropes and going for a back body drop, only to have Lucy leapfrog over her and drop Gothika with a reversed neckbreaker. On the other side of the ring we see Zuri hold Remie by the throat as she is powering her into the corner before putting a boot to her throat while Berlinda just reverses an Irish Whip on Edie and kick her in the midsection before Berlinda grabs Edie by arms and whips her over the top rope before executing a shoulder block into the midsection of Edie as she has managed to land on the ring apron. Causing her to fall to the outside as Drew Patton tells her as Holly tells her partner that they have been eliminated.
Justin: The first team to be eliminated are the team of Edie and Remie of Team Technicolor!!!
Some of the fans are booing because of their team that has been eliminated, but they move to the back as they shake the hands of the fans. In the meantime Zuri and Berlinda notice Evie and Odette standing on the outside as they slide to the outside and start to chase them on to much of the joy of the fans. In the ring meantime we see The Mean Girls have the upper hand on the Elders as both Veronica and Mercedes double team on Song as Alana has been knocked down earlier during the match. Mercedes lifts Song up in the air as Veronica charges in behind the back of Mercedes and clotheslines Song down to the canvas. Back to the side where we see the Angel Clan taken over where Uriella has Raynin by the hair and whips her over the top rope as she sets her up for a spear through the middle and second rope. But Ronin manages to sidestep and knees Uriella in the face before getting back in the ring and executes a Belly to Belly overhead suplex where Uriella is send over the top rope and onto the concrete floor as the Angel Clan have been eliminated.
Justin: The following team that have been eliminated are the Angel Clan!!!
Lucy looks on and sees her tag team partner as she is concerned and gets to the outside of the ring as the Bombshell tag champs mount a comeback on the mean girls as Song reverses a slam and delivers a reversed neckbreaker on Veronica before we see Diamond emerge and sprays crystal dust in the eyes of Lucy, has been walking to the back with her tag team partner as she suddenly seems to be under the spell from Diamond as she turns around and walks to the ring where we see Evie and Odette finally getting back in the ring after being chased off by the Justice League. Inside the ring we see the Justice League and the Fallen divide both Evie and Odette as they are battering them in the corner. Especially the Fallen as they haven't forgotten what the two of them did to their friend a week ago as Lucy slowly gets to the ring
Simone: Uh oh!! Here comes Lucy!!!
Lucy gets in the ring and stares at the chaos and sees Evie, who looks up at her and screams at her as she knew that she was eliminated. Lucy charges in on her as Evie sidesteps and we see Lucy clothesline down Zuri as the clothesline was meant for Evie. Lucy slowy turns as we see Berlinda spin the Angel Club member around and starts to scream at her for what she has done. Only to cause Lucy to slap the taste out of her before we see Evie grabbing Zuri by the hair and whips her over the top rope as Zuri lands on the apron. There she blocks a punch from Evie as on the other side we see Odette being double suplexed back in the middle of the ring by both members of the Fallen before seeing Zuri that has returned to the ring and has got Evie in a full nelson submission hold Raynin suddenly starts to twitch her eyes and shake her head before letting out a loud roar of an animalistic nature and then charges in on Evie for a huge running clothesline. But Evie manages to free herself at the final moment, causing the clothesline to hit Zuri and the member of the Justice League falls to the outside as she and her partner Berlinda have been eliminated as both Jasmine and Holly tell the two wrestlers to get out of the ring.
Justin: The team of the Justice League have been eliminated!!
We see suddenly Lucy being douched by a bottle of water by Gothika, as that causes her to be released of her spell and wonders what has going on before remembering her partner as she slies out of the ring. Gothika turns her attention back to Evie as she growls. Clearly wanting to eliminate her by herself and by nobody else as she jumps towards her as on the other side of the ring we see The Elders and Mean Girls battle it around the ring still. This time Song is holding on to Veronica by the arms as she drops her hard on the canvas with a modified backsuplex by holding on to her arms. Automatically going for the pin but realising that it is an over the top battle royal. She turns her attention towards her partner as she and Mercedes are trading heavy kicks and blows as Song holds Mercedes by the arms and screams at her partner to be prepared as she whips her in the ropes. Then Alana rusn towards her and executes a Cross body block that sends both Bombshells to the outside as Alana holds on to the ropes. Causing her feet to sway just above the concrete floor while Mercedes has landed on the concrete floor. Clearly angered for what has happened as she sees Alana trying to get back in the ring. But Mercedes grabs her by the waist and whips her into the security railing on the outside as that leaves the Elders next to the Mean Girls to be eliminated.
Justin: The following teams have been eliminated!! The Mean Girls and the now former tag team champions!! The Elders!!!
Mercedes stares over the former champ as now both teams have been asked to leave the ring by every official. This commotion leaves the two final teams left standing in the ring as Raynin tosses Evie over the top rope and on to the outside as she is celebrating her victory. But Evie runs back in the ring as she grabs Raynin by the hair from behind and whips her over the top rope to the outside where all the referees are and they call for the bell.
Simone: What the???
Adams: NO WAY!!! The Fallen had won!!!
Justin: The winners of this match and NEW!! SCW Bombshell tag team champions!! Evie Baang and Odette Stevens!!!
Gothika looks around her, not knowing what just happened as she sees Raynin angered over what happened. Slapping her hands on the ring apron while screaming at every referee. But they haven't seen what just happened as both Odette and Evie have ran off to where the tag titles were and hoist it over their heads as the fans boo the outcome of this match.
The feed cuts backstage where a camera is working its way through the hallways. Suddenly, flying out of one of the rooms, through an open door, comes a water balloon that smashes against the wall.
Kris: Anyone ever tell you that you throw like a bitch?!
The animated voice of the younger half of Jet City echoes through the hallways as the camera rounds the corner to look through the doorway. Just inside is a couch flipped over with the bottom facing inside the room. Kris is laying across it, a box full of water balloons at his side.
Jason: Says the person who is very clearly losing!
The camera moves off of Kris and catches Jason in the back corner of the room, hiding behind a reclining chair on the opposite side of a flipped over desk.
Kris: Did we ever figure out whose office this was?
Everything in the room is soaked, and any identifying features were lost in the mess on the floor when things got flipped over. Kris reaches into his box and takes a red balloon into his left hand. It is one of the smaller ones in the box. Repositioning himself, he sits up and puts the box in his lap. Fans catch that the SCW World Tag Team Championship is around his waist, albeit upside down.
Kris: My guess is that I don't know, and don't care. What are they gonna do?
He pushes himself off away from the couch, cradling the box to his side and spinning, throwing the balloon in his brother's direction in a side-arm style that makes Jason duck back behind the chair. In doing so, Kris creates a small window where he sprints from the room and out the door without being hit. The cameraman is not so lucky, Jason popping up from behind the chair with his own box and throwing one at his mobile brother. The camera catches the balloon in the lens, and the throw is so forceful that the man holding the camera falls back as Jason leaps the desk to follow his brother down the hallway.
Jason: Man down!
The camera rolls on the floor, but comes to a stop right side up. It catches a glimpse of Jason emerging from the room at a jog and sending a balloon down the hallway towards his brother that catches him in the calf as he rounds the corner at the end of the hallway. He turns to the cameraman, taking a knee next to him, only half in the frame.
Jason: Do you think you're gonna make it?
The concern in his voice sounds genuine, but the voice that responds is annoyed more than anything.
Cameraman: What are you two doing? Don't you have a match or something to prepare for?
Jason raises his index finger to his mouth and 'shhhhss' the cameraman, shaking his head.
Jason: No questions. Save your strength and you just may pull through. Sorry about the friendly fire. I have to stop this madman before some other innocent gets hurt.
With that, he pushes himself up, reaching into the box to take another balloon before following in his brother's direction. When he reaches the end of the hall, he peeks around it, but quickly pulls back. The camera catches a purple balloon fly past him and bust on the wall. Jason returns fire, and then disappears around the corner in pursuit.
Pussy Willow can be seen rushing backstage, intent on finding someone. As she moves down the hall, she rushes headlong into a body that sends her stumbling back a little. Looking up, she sees Vixen Staggs holding out her hands with a concerned look on her face.
Vixen: Oh my goodness...Pussy, are you all right?
Pussy Willow: I'm fine...fine. I am just looking for Sam Marlowe because I have some really big news for her. Have you seen her?
Vixen shakes her head in the negative with a shrug of her shoulders.
Vixen: Wish I could help but I've been in the locker room with Spike and the kids. I heard earlier that she is somewhere here tonight working one of the concession stands or something if that helps.
Sighing heavily, Pussy turns to look towards the entrance then back to Vixen with the realization that tonight Vixen was stepping back into the ring. Journalistic instincts kick in as she smiles.
Pussy Willow: Since I can't find her, do you have a minute to chat about your match tonight? I mean it is being touted as the dream match for the Bombshells. Would you agree?
Vixen thinks about that comment as she puts her hands on her hips. Finally she slowly nods before speaking.
Vixen: Yeah, I guess you could say it is a dream match. I mean back when it was promoted as a poll question on the Hotwire, I kinda thought that it was a pretty cool question but never thought that it would go anywhere.
Pussy Willow: And now you are here facing the other person in the poll question, Melody Grace. And for the Bombshell title! Are you ready for that? Or do you think that the expectation is too much and that because you have been out of the ring for more than two years is going to hurt your chances.
Vixen: Pussy, win or lose, I don't care. What I care about is stepping in that ring and doing what it is I do best and that is fight. I mean, Melody Grace would not have challenged me if she wanted an easy win. And trust me, tonight I am not going to be going easy on her for one minute. I'm not making it about the title tonight Pussy, tonight this is all about proving that I still have what it takes in this business.
Pussy Willow: Win or lose Vixen, does this mean you will be making a comeback in Sin City Wrestling? I know a lot of people would like to see that.
Vixen smiles as she puts a hand on Pussy's shoulder.
Vixen: Well I will say this...if I win tonight, I will have at least another match in me to defend the title I will have won. However, if I lose...
Vixen smiles as she lets her voice trail off. Pussy looks disappointed as Vixen lightly pats her shoulder then moves towards the locker rooms leaving Pussy standing there before remembering she is looking for Sam Marlowe and heads down the hall.
The Lights throughout the entire Sin City Wrestling auditorium dim simultaneously on out throughout the entire theatre as it plunges into darkness as "Murder Was the Case" - by Snoop Doggy Dogg ft. Dat Nigga Daz begins to blare on out of the PA system, various screens throughout the theatre come to life showing that of XANDER BISHOP in the gorilla position, the camera focusing on his back and more so the back of his Michael Jackson custom fit "Beat It" red jacket he can be seen wearing for the evening.
As a single pulsating light comes to life shining down upon him, lighting up his custom fit Michael Jackson "Beat It" red jacket for all the fans of Sin City Wrestling to see who have come to join us tonight for the annual Blaze of Glory 6 event, he swings around to face the fans, a devilish Cheshire cat like grin can be seen on Bishop's face serving as the perfect statement, a microphone in hand, and soon afterwards his stable mates Mickey Carroll & Giani Di Luca of Bad Boys join him, the three walk to the ring together. Once at ringside, the three young men climb inside the squared circle, Bishop with microphone in hand turns towards the camera's, leaning down on the top ring ropes as he begins to talk.
Bishop: If you's all didn' see da Gran' Wizard Calvin Harris himself run an' run like da lil' bitch 'dat he is, not sayin' a word to my comrades an' I's an' more so tried to mute me from social media kinda like how I's heard he wanted to get a gummy blowjob years ago from one of da female legends of 'dis spor' an' you's all say I'm bad an' all...
Bishop says with a grin as he's showered with a chorus of both positive and negative cheers and boos as he continues to stand next to his stable mates.
Simone: Can you believe Bishop just had the nerve to say that Jason?
Adams: Unfortunately I can the guy isn't afraid to say what's on his mind...
Bishop: Mr. Rehab, Rebuild, Redesign, saw you's lil' shoot you's did took you's long enough, wha' had to wait to have you's lil' group meetin' witcha boy Damien Kingston? I's gotten you's attention now oh Gran' Wizard, surely hope so, you's see come tonigh' you's an' me's are far from ova' yea hur' I's gonna make life miserable for you's, oh an' if you's thinkin' tonigh' is da nigh' I'ma pull out all da artillery in our match tonigh' when we's face off for 'dat 'dere Internet Championship title then you's got me twisted bruh for 'deres one piece of artillery I'ma be savin' an' 'dat bruh is da bushwhacka' I'll be savin' for da misses as let's face it once you's get beatin' again she's not gonna wanna be caugh' dead aroun' you's bruh an' well she's gonna want a lil' taste of my Snickers if you's get my drift...
Xander says as he laughs it up with his two stable mates Mickey Carroll & Giani Di Luca.
Adams: The guy is a genius and is testing Harris' and everyone else's nerves.
Simone: Really Jason? Wow just wow, never did I ever think in a thousand years I'd be hearing what Bishop is saying at least not in a SCW Ring...
Adams: What he is? You can't honestly think Xander doesn't know what he's doing do you?
Simone: Oh I think I can indeed, the guy is like a rabid dog just waiting to go off at the mouth.
Adams: Trust me Belinda he knows exactly what he's doing...
The crowd boos, but Mickey and Giani clap their hands together as they cheer on their buddy. They get extra loud to try to overcome the jeers of the audience. Giani brings his microphone to his lips as he looks directly at Bishop.
Giani: Bro, you are the preacher, but these people ain't hearin' ya. Tonight, is the night that X gonna give it to ya, yaknowhatimsayin, dawg? But, that's every freakin' night. He's givin' it to ya twice, so the least ya can do is sit down, shut ya mouths, and open ya ears.
*Boooooooo!*
Giani: C'mon! The man has, not one! Not two! Not three or four, but FIVE opponents tonight! He's in two freakin' matches, and I ain't tawkin' bout no over the top bullshit neither. Two matches like one, two, three, and a one, two three. And trust me when I say that there will definitely be a one, two, three in the first match...
Giani licks his thumb as he walks with an extra arrogant swag in his step. He paces for a minute as Mickey glares out into the audience with disdain in his eyes. He slowly reaches his hand out and Giani hands off the microphone. Mickey takes a breath, but his rage is too heavy for him to handle right now.
Bishop clears his throat as he goes to speak again.
Bishop: Firreals bruh, thou' honestly 'dese fans, 'dese people don' deserve to see me nor you's an' Mickey in action, 'deye be disrespectful an' shouldn' be 'dat way, we's not da bad guys it's Dax Beckett an' da Dyin' Breed an' my otha' opponen' Calvin Harris an' 'dat bear huggin' wack job Despayre who be da bad guys ya know wha' I's mean?
Xander says as he looks over at Mickey who's still glaring out into audience. He takes center stage as he nods his head.
Mickey: All ye plonkers out there, chanting fer Dax Beckett, and Dying Breed as if they're some kinda heroes, 'ere to save ye from the wicked Bad Boys, but let me tell yew something, mates... We are 'ere to save ye from THEM! We are going to rid the SCW of every one of the wastes of space on the roster. XB is going to knock Calvin Harris off the radar so ye don't ever 'ave to hear 'im talk about how he's the greatest, when 'e doesn't ever show up to work. He thinks all 'e has to do is walk down to the ring, and instantly get showered with your adoration. And Dax Beckett, who doesn't 'ave two brain cells rolling around in 'is 'ead, but walks around like he's some kind of royalty when 'e's nothing more than a flash in a pan, soon to be washed up 'as been of a wrestler that none of ye lot is going to remember a year from now. We are saving YOU! And all we ask is for a little bloody respect! Is that too much to ask from ye ingrates? Huh? HUH?!?
Mickey leans over the ropes as he all but goes ballistic on the audience from all angles of the ring. It takes both Giani and Bishop to hold him back as they try to calm him down. Giani wrestles the microphone from him as he does, the microphone hits the canvas of the ring, Bishop picks it up and begins to speak.
Bishop: One thing is certain tonight's gonna be one hell of a night for ya boy Bishop an' more so Bad Boys, Blaze of Glory is OURS for da takin' betta' believe 'dat.
As Bishop says that Giani then shouts "HEY!" at him, holding his hand out.
Giani: Bro... Bro... you're right, but these fawkin' morons ain't got the mental capacity to understand it yet. We gotta do like the Mean Girls and MAKE 'em respect us. We gotta DEMAND it. They know that 2014 was the year of the Mean Girls, but they don't know that 2017 is the year of the... BAD BOYS!!!!!
Giani lifts his sunglasses up to the top of his head as his dark brown eyes are on fire, and wide as saucers with how serious he is right now. He walks over to the ropes toward a fan up front who is booing them loudly. He steps into the bottom rope as he goals him over the barricade. Once the fan refuses to even try to jump the barrier, Giani flicks his fingers under his chin as he shouts out loudly "FUHGEDDABOUDIT!" letting his New Jersey accent shine through as he paces a little, posturing.
Doing so the three come together and shout out all at once "BAD BOYS FOR LIFE!!!" before exiting the ring as "Bangarang" -by Skrillex ft. Sirah is queued as the three stable members depart from the ring area and head on back down the entrance aisle to their "Bad Boys" dressing room area.
Justin: The following contest is a bombshell match, intoducing first...
"Doll Parts" by Hole plays over the PA system as Amy-Jayne steps out from behind the curtain, she bends forwards and then flicks herself back upright causing her hair to flip, she then proceeds down the ramp and starts to pose and flips her hair in her hands, as she reaches ring she does a lap of the ring interacting with the crowd as she did, she then steps up onto the ring apron and then proceeds to do the splits on the ring apron before sliding under the bottom rope and standing back up inside the ring.
Justin: From Burcharest, Romania, weighing in at one hundred and twenty six pounds, she is Amy Jayne!
Amy then does some ballet twirls and flips her hair before proceeding to the turnbuckle stepping to the middle rope and bending forward to mimic the early paet of her entrance on the turnbuckle, she then jumps down from the turnbuckle turns around and starts stretching and jogging on the spot awaiting her opponent
Justin: And her opponent...
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: From Berkshire, England, weighing in at one hundred and ten pounds, she is 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.
DING DING DING
Amy Jayne and Kate move to the middle of the ring, both ladies looking at each other before locking up in the ring, Kate amazingly shows strength as she pushes the much bigger Amy Jayne back to the ropes and Jasmine calls for the break. Kate breaks clean and steps back. Amy Jayne advances and the two lock up again, this time Amy Jayne spinning Kate towards the ropes and pushing her back on them. Amy Jayne breaks cleanly and moves away. The two lock up a third time in the center of the ring and Amy Jayne slips behind Kate, lifting her off her feet and planting her face first in to the canvas. Amy Jayne moves around Kate, locking her in a front face lock before lifting her to her feet and wrapping her hands around Kate's throat and lifts her in the air and throws her across the ring.
Simone: Flew like a kite.
Amy Jayne stands over Kate and pulls her to her feet, moving in behind her and hooking her up in a full nelson before picking her up and dropping her down with a full nelson slam! Kate's head bounces off the floor and she tries to roll away but Amy Jayne pulls her to her feet, lifting her over with a quick snap suplex. Amy Jayne stands up and rolls away and waits for Kate to return to her feet. As she does, Amy Jayne moves in front of her and kicks her in the gut and drops down with a kneeling face buster!
Adams: Kate's face has been forever implanted in to the canvas!
Amy Jayne flips Kate on to her back and goes for the cover. Jasmine drops down to make the count
1...
2....
Kate gets a shoulder up!
Adams: Kate is a former champion on so many levels, you can't beat her just like that.
Amy Jayne pulls Kate to her feet and whips her towards the ropes. Kate bounces back and catches Amy Jayne with a spinning wheel kick, catching her on the jaw and turning the tide of the match. Amy Jayne rolls away but Kate quickly moves in with a stomp before pulling Amy Jayne to her feet. Kate moves behind Amy Jayne and lifts her over and off her feet with a quick German suplex, slamming Amy Jayne's head in to the canvas. Kate moves away from Amy Jayne and to the ropes, grabbing the top rope and jumping, bouncing on the middle rope and spinning around, landing a springboard legdrop on to Amy Jayne's chest.
Simone: Kate building up a head of steam here.
Kate quickly pulls Amy Jayne to her feet and moves behind the taller woman, wrapping her up and lifting her over with a tiger suplex! She keeps Amy Jayne's shoulders down and Jasmine drops down to make the count
1...
2....
Amy Jayne forces Kate off.
Adams: Kate really showing us some technical skills there.
Kate pulls Amy Jayne to her feet and nails her with a martial arts kick to the leg with her right foot, followed by a left to Amy Jayne's arm. She tries to catch Amy Jayne with a third to the head, but Amy Jayne ducks. Kate keeps spinning and goes for the leg sweep but Amy Jayne side steps it. As Kate spins to face Amy Jayne again, Amy Jayne jumps up and catches her with a dropkick, sending Kate backwards and spinning on to the ropes. As she lays across the middle rope, Amy Jayne moves in and places a leg on her back, choking her on the ropes!
Adams: Jasmine might wanna step in here.
Amy Jayne steps back and Kate gets back to her feet but Amy Jayne charges towards the ropes. She bounces back and jumps in the air with a clubbing clothesline. As Kate gets up, Amy Jayne lifts her over with a hiptoss. Kate rolls through and gets back to her feet, but Amy Jayne moves in and jumps in the air again and lands a dropkick on to Kate's chest and sending her against the ropes. Amy Jayne charges at Kate, but Kate moves to the side and Amy Jayne runs chest first in to the ropes. Kate pulls her backwards and rolls her in to a pin, Kate sitting on Amy Jayne's legs, but before Jasmine can count, Amy Jayne kicks her off, sending Kate chest first in to the ropes. As she stumbles backwards, Amy Jayne pulls her over in a schoolboy pin, but Kate rolls away and springs to her feet before Amy Jayne can get up and jumps up in the air with a standing senton, crushing Amy Jayne under her weight.
Simone: Great standing senton.
Adams: The pace just picked up in this place.
Kate pulls Amy Jayne to her feet and hooks up her head. Kate quickly lifts Amy Jayne in the air and drops her down with a brainbuster!
Simone: That's a whole lot of Amy Jayne to be crashing in to the ring!
Kate rolls Amy Jayne on to her back, covering her and Jasmine drops down to make the count
1...
2....
Amy Jayne barely kicks out!
Simone: How did she kick out of that?
Kate shakes her head and gets to her feet, pulling Amy Jayne with her. She lifts Amy Jayne on her back in a Samoan drop position.
Simone: Kate could be looking for the Go Home Driver!
Amy Jayne wiggles off Kate's back and lands on her feet behind her. Amy Jayne hooks up Kate's head and lifts her over with an inverted suplex, driving the back of Kate's head in to the canvas! Amy Jayne pulls herself on top of Kate and hooks the leg. Jasmine drops down to make the count
1...
2....
Kate pushes her shoulder up, breaking the count.
Simone: I thought that was it.
Amy Jayne brushes the hair out of her eyes and gets to her feet. She pulls Kate to her feet and kicks her in the gut, pulling her in to a double underhook and dropping her down with a DDT.
Simone: Amy Jayne is taking it to Kate now.
Amy Jayne pulls Kate to her feet, hooking up her head and charges across the ring, looking for a bulldog, but Kate wiggles free and throws Amy Jayne across the ring.
Adams: Can I call that move Romania Air or something?
Kate straightens up and looks towards the ropes. She moves over and pulls herself up on the top rope. She smirks as she places a single finger to her lips to quiet the crowd. The crowd becomes quiet before she jumps to the top turnbuckle. Amy Jayne stands back up and Kate leaps off the turnbuckle flipping over her opponent to drive them directly into the mat with a powerful blockbuster!
Simone: Silence Is Golden!
Kate rolls Amy Jayne on to her back and hooks the leg. Jasmine drops down to make the count
1...
2....
3!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Kate Steele!
Simone: Amy Jaybe gave it a great go, but Kate Steele clearly hasn't lost it after touring with her band
Pussy Willow: Sammi, where are you?
Pussy Willow can be seen moving down the concourse of the Alex G. Spanos Center calling out to her friend Sam Marlowe. Spying a crowd of people near the concession stand, Pussy moves closer and finds the lineup there is centered on a redheaded sales clerk dressed in a polyester uniform who is smiling as she pours a drink. Spying the interviewer, Sam's smile widens.
Sam Marlowe: Hey Pussy, how is the show going? I can hear the cheers out here but don't know what's going on.
Pussy Willow: Typical show you know, winners and losers. But..they did the drawing for the Blast for the Past tournament! And GUESS WHAT!!
Sam serves the drink and takes the money to set it into the register. Sam gives Pussy a look as she can see the woman almost bouncing with excitement. Taking another order, Sam moves once more to the drink machine and answers her friend.
Sam Marlowe: The tournament is going to be great again this year?
Pussy Willow: YEP, because you are in it!
Sam Marlowe: No I'm not.
Pussy Willow: Yes you are and oh em gee, you will never guess who your partner is! The Cockney King himself, Ben Jordan!
Sam shakes her head and hands off the drink. Motioning for someone to finish helping the crowd, Sam moves to the outside of the concession stand.
Sam Marlowe: Quit playing Pussy. I am indefinitely suspended so how could I be in the tournament? And teaming with Ben Jor...Oooo that prat! He put you up to this did he? I am going to give that Cockney a talkin' to...
Sam stomps off, a set look of bad intentions on her face with Pussy rushing after her trying to calm her down.
We once again cut to the back, and in case anyone was wondering the reason for the interruption, we are immediately treated to a balloon flying past the camera and hitting one of the backstage crew members in the side of the face. The impact of it knocks him off of his feet. When the camera turns the corner, Jason Halich is crouched behind a crate, the box of balloons that was previously full is empty at his side. In his left hand if a single red balloon, and in his right is the SCW World Tag Team Championship. A voice comes down from the opposite end of the hallway, even though the owner of it cannot be seen.
Kris: We each only had 25, which means you only have one left!
Jason smiles, and holds his finger up to his lips to keep the fans from cheering and giving away the lie.
Jason: All of the recreational drug use has ruined your ability to count! That was all 25!
Kris pops up from behind a crate along the opposite wall of the hallway. He is also carrying his half of the championships in his non-throwing hand. However, in his other palm is a final green balloon that is much bigger than any we have seen so far.
Kris: I don't believe you. You always say you are out and it is always a lie! I've been burned too many times before! Come out if you are really out and I will take pity on you.
Jason thinks it over and drapes the title over his shoulder so that he can switch the balloon into his right hand, and put his left up in the air. He starts to stand.
Jason: It would be a bad omen to lie to me right before we go and defend these titles....
Kris' face shows that he is not buying what Jason is trying to sell him. He motions for his older brother to come out from behind the crate. In the light, the fans can see that both men are entirely drenched from the ongoing battle. However, there attention is pulled away from each other when Scott Oliver approaches the duo.
Scott Oliver: You two realize your match is about to start, right?
Jason's attention is pulled away for just a moment and Kris snaps into action, tossing the balloon in the direction of his brother as hard as he can. Jason catches it from the corner of his eye, and spins moving out of the direction of the balloon which flies past him and hits a second cameraman this evening, exploding on contact and knocking the man back. Scott Oliver has to move out of the way as to not be run into. Thinking quickly, Jason tosses his final balloon as he spins, but Kris raises the SCW Tag Team Championship up and the balloon impacts it and explodes without making contact with him.
Jason: Dammit!
Kris shakes his head disappointingly at Scott raising his free hand to point his index finger in his direction.
Kris: To be fair you should blame him...
Jason joins Kris in a very irritated look at the interviewer who seems lost.
Scott Oliver: What did I do?
Kris: Because I blocked his last one, he loses a point. It means I won 12-11. We were tied until you showed up and he was hoping to win...
Scott looks back and forth between the two of them confused.
Scott Oliver: Win what?
Jason laughs out loud and claps his hand down on Scott's shoulder. Jason: His Blast From The Past Tournament spot. You hear who got announced as his partner? Polly Playtime? You seen that girl up close? Scott goes to answer, but a female voice responds instead. The camera turns as she starts to catch the source of the words. Polly Playtime: I have... All three men turn towards Polly, with Scott pointing towards her and nodding, silently answering Jason's question. She ignores the both of them, looking at Kris. Polly Playtime: Congratulations. It's you and most importantly me in the Blast for the Past tournament. Don't lose it for us, otherwise I'll be screaming YOU LOST into your ear. And trust me, I'm unforgettable... Goes goes to respond, but she blows a kiss in the direction of the three and exits the frame, the three men remaining watch her as she goes. Kris comes down to stand next to the two of them, looking back and forth between them. Kris: You two should be ashamed of yourselves! That's my new tag partner right there. Jason looks back at Kris appearing offended at the idea. Jason: But what ab--- Kris cuts him off, shaking his head. Kris: Oh you already knew that I didn't like you, this shouldn't come as a surprise. Nobody is going to believe you. Jason drops the hurt act as Kris exits the frame, leaving Jason and Scott Oliver next to one another. Jason turns to him, keeping his face as free of any emotion as possible. Even his voice comes out flat, and unjoking. Jason: You're going to pay for this Stoner. Mark my words. Jason makes his own exit as Scott struggles to find words. Finally, he is able to come up with something as to not let the awkward moment end their conversation. Scott Oliver: Good luck guys! The screen lights up as we cut to the backstage area where Pussy Willow can be seen standing with a microphone. She starts her introduction. Pussy: We care just moments away from the Battle Royal for the SCW Tag Team Championship. Joining me right now, we have two men hoping to become two time Tag Team Champions, Team BJ. With that, both Jamie Dean and Ben Jordan walk in to the camera shot, with a smile on their faces, Pussy turns towards Ben first. Pussy: Ben, what's your initial thoughts to the Blast From The Past drawing? A smile crosses the Cockneys face as he look at Pussy. Ben: Couldn't be happier darling. I got a blinding partner really, someone I know, someone I trust, someone I've been in the ring training with. I think that give us a bit of an advantage here. Pussy: Do you think you are one of the favourites? Ben shakes his head. Ben: No such thing as favourites here. So many great strong teams, some interesting combos out there. Two of me mates in Evie and Raab as a team is interesting, and so many great returns. I can't wait to see so many come back. Jamie: Wonder what would happen if you end up drawn against Lord Raab and Evie. Ben rests his finger on his chin. Ben: Then we ask for you to be special guest referee with Amy as ring announcer and we make it a very friendly match. Ben turns towards Pussy. Ben: But first things first, we got tag titles to win. Pussy: You've heard from your opponents. Do you feel mind games are being played? Ben: Of course. It's all part of the fun, but me and Jamie as pretty bloody confident that we're gonna come through this looking decent and taking those tag title home with us. We've worked hard in the gym to get to this point, we got ourselves a game plan, we're up for this one and we won't let the fans down. Pussy: Jamie, when you heard Ben had signed up for the Blast From the Past, was there any point you yourself wanted to do the same? Jamie frowns playfully. Jamie: What, team with a girl? Ew. Ben snorts back a laugh as Jamie's frown melts into a smile and he winks at his interviewer. Jamie: Seriously, no. I'd as soon just sit back and cheer Ben on, rather than risk having to face him in a match if it came down to it. Trust me, once was more than enough. And for now, my mind is more on the tag team titles. Pussy: How do you like your chances tonight? Jamie: I always like the odds when I have Benjamin here as a tag team partner. Ben looks into the camera and silently mouths "Benjamin?" Jamie: But in a battle royal, the odds are stacked against anyone and everyone because there are no pins or submissions. All you can rely on is your partner, and that's not something I have to worry about. Ben and myself? Tonight, we're making history. Jamie turns and heads off camera as Ben winks at Pussy Willow before he follows after his tag team partner. Justin: the following contest is our world tag team championship beattle royal!! The way to eliminate your opponent is to throw a member over the top rope and both members have to leave to the backstage area!! The one team left standing is the SCW tag team champions!!
The crowd cheers as every tag team that has to participate is standing in the ring
Justin: Introducing the first challengers....
IAIN SAYN NUN by OGYOLA X starts to play.
Justin: Coming to the ring and a combine weight of 32 and a half stones. Jon Dough
We see Jon Dough come from behind the curtains to a crowd pop.
Justin: and his tag team partner Eyesnsane
Eyesnsane comes the curtain to a shower of boos. Jon pauses to wait for Eyesnsane to catch up to him. the two give a fist bump to each other. The crowd showers them with a mix reaction as the two make there way to the ring. Jon slides in from the bottom ropes while Eyesnsane jumps on to the ring apron and then jump over the top ropes to makes his way in the ring. Eyesnsane and Jon Dough each get on top of a turnbuckle. Eyesnsane rasies his arms in the air to a shower of boo. Jon Dough then raises his arms up the air to a shower of cheers. The two get down and meet in the middle of the ring each other a nod while the crowd showers them with a mix reaction.
Justin: And their opponents, challengers number two...
The strong, pulsating beats of Aerosmith's hit "Love In the Elevator" begins to strike out across the sound system of the arena and the fans begin to look around anxiously as spotlights begin to hit the crowd...
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean ... Team BJ!
The song continues to rock throughout the building as the cameras finally pick up the members of the championship team, weaving their way through and around the fans, making their way from the backstage area! The fans are absolutely eating it up that they are entering this way, being so close to them. They smile and laugh in delight, clapping their hands as Ben leans in to pose with a small child and snap a selfie, giving the young fan a moment to always remember. His tag team partner Jamie has fun in his own way as he pulls a young man up from his seat and plops down into the chair, pulling the fan down into a seated position on his lap as the fan laughs at the his antics.
Ben comes up between two more fans and props his chin on their shoulders, reaching around for another smiling selfie as Jamie jumps over and joins in on the pose with a 'photo bomb', giving the two fans a delightful moment. The two pull apart from the fans and continue to make their way through the capacity crowd, patting shoulders and slapping hands offered out to them until they arrive at the barricade at ringside. They enter the ringside area through the corner opening and Ben hops up onto the ring apron before jumping to the corner and holding aloft his arm, and is greeted by applause. Ben then vaults over the top rope and into the ring while his partner, Jamie, slides into the ring beneath the bottom rope. As Ben stands and poses for the fans, Jamie crawls on hands and knees through his partner's legs, smiling for the fans' benefit causing Ben to slowly shake his head and smile. He reaches down to Jamie, grabbing his hand and lifting him to his before turning his attention to their opponents.
Justin: And the third challengers...
Mind Crawler hits the entrance way as the arena goes black and a golden spotlight hits on the entrance way as James Tuscini walks to the arena as the fans react to him. Extending their ams as the wrestler looks around and reacts to the crowd as Uncle Pinky walks behind him.
Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Uncle Pinky, weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and forty pounds, James Tuscini and Dmitri, The Unholy Alliance!
The two play the crowd handing out high fives and shaking hands. They reach the ring as Dmitri and Ekaterina emerges and the crowd goes silent for them. Staring down the big vampire as he walks to the ring, ignoring the fans before climbing on the apron and stepping over the ring rope. There he high fives Tuscini before focussing his attention back to the opponents in the ring
Justin: And the forth challengers...
Monster and Animal I Have Become (mash up) by Skillet and Three Days Grace play over the sound system as Samuel McPherson and Lord Raab come through the curtain with Henry Losak behind them as they walk side by side together to the ring, ignoring the fans as they step over the top rope together while Henry goes through the middle rope.
Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Henry Losak, weighing in at a combined weight of five hundred and ten pounds, they are Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson, they are The Monstimals!
Raab and Samuel do a holdup in the ring with the fans booing on them as Henry steps out of the ring with Raab and Samuel stand in the ring waiting for the match to start.
Justin: And introducing the last team...
All the lights in the arena go out with the exception of a spotlight that shines from just under the titantron, between the two entrance curtains. Fog rolls out from either side of the stage. As the fog thickens into a cloud, penetrated only by the giant spotlight the PA system comes to life with the voices of the two men about to take the stage. The first yell in unison "WE ARE!", which fades into Kris, joined by the fans in yelling out "Jet!" And is quickly followed by Jason and the thousands in attendance screaming "City!"
The PA system falls silent and what follows is a huge pyrotechnic explosion of white blasts all around the giant screen at the top of the stage, but as soon as the finish A7X's "Second Heartbeat fills the arena. Two men come from behind the curtains, and stand in the fog, allowing their shadows to be cast through. The fans know who the men are, and there are mixed reactions aplenty.
Justin: Weighing in at a combined weight of four hundred and fourteen pounds, the are the SCW Tag Team Champions, JHalc and Kris Halc, They are Jet City!
The spotlight behind them dies and they step out of the fog and into the view of the crowd. Immediately orange and green lights start moving throughout the arena as they simply stand and soak in the reaction they are getting.
Kris stands on Jason' right, and as the camera closes in on them, the words "Jet" and "City" can be read across their respective hoodies, a look they had been showing off since coming to SCW. They make their way down the ramp, mostly ignoring everyone reaching out to them, and talking back and forth. The last few steps to the ring, Kris takes at a run and slides under the bottom rope into the ring. Jason unzips his hoodie, and hangs it on the ring post as he climbs to the top of the stairs and enters the ring. Kris has already climbed the far turnbuckle and tossed his jacket out to the timekeeper.
DING DING DING
The crowd cheers and or boos every team that is participating in this five team over the top rope battle royal as the bell has rung and the match gets under way.we can see the stare down between Lord Raab and Dmitri as the two big men of their opposing teams are trying to get into some shoving before Raab blasts Dmitri across the face as that staggers the vampire backwards a few steps before Dmitri retaliates with a kick in the midsection of Raab and follows it up with a mighty forearm to the back that drops the big man. On the other side we see Jet City and Team B&J tangled up in the ropes as Ben Jordan is trading forearms with Kris Halc while Jamie Dean reverses an Irish Whip of Jason Halc and drops the champion with a big time dropkick. Sending him into the ropes as that keeps him from falling to the outside. Jamie follows it up by running to the ropes and comes off with a cross body block, only to be caught by Jason Halc who drops him over his head to the outside where Jamie lands on the outside. Jason raises his arms in the air, believing that he has already eliminated one of the teams in this battle royal when suddenly James Tuscini is being whipped into the co holder of the tag titles by Samuel McPherson of the Monstimals. James uses his speed to deliver a running clothesline to Jason who drops backwards and falls to the outside of the ring as Jamie had pulled down the top rope. Causing the first elimination to happen as Holly Wood tells Jason that he has been eliminated.
Justin: The first team to be eliminated!! Jason and Kris Halc!! Jet City!!!
Simone: Wow!!! The tag champions have been eliminated!!!
Adams: Wha?? I didn't expected that one!!!
James turns around as he sees Samuel; swing a punch towards him as he ducks. Causing Samuel to hit Jamie, who barely manages to hold on to the top rope as that keeps him on the ring apron. James Tuscini charges in on the big man with a dropkick to the shin of the big man. Causing him to drop hard on the canvas as we see Eyesnsane and Jon Dough double team on Ben Jordan as they deliver a double suplex where they send him stomach first on the top rope before dropping him backwards back in the ring hard with a big time drop. John then charges in on Raab from behind as he wraps his arm around his throat for a choke hold as Dmitri is slowly getting out o his way and helps Dough by driving series of punches to the face of Raab before going to the ropes and go for a big boot. But that split moment gives Raab the chance to grab Dough from behind and pulls him off his shoulders as the process of the move causes Dough to hit Dmitri in the foot. Causing him to stagger backwards while feeling the pain in his foot as he is unable to put any pressure on his left leg. Raab grabs Dough by the neck and pulls him up and whips him in the ropes before dropping him hard with a big time clothesline before lifting him up over his shoulders and setting him up to be tossed over the top rope. Only to be dropkicked by Jamie Dean that sends Raab crashing down on the canvas with Dough on top of him.
Simone: In normal tag team matches that could have been a three count for the Members of the Elders!!
Dough is slowly starting to get to his feet when suddenly is being grabbed from behind by Jamie Dean and whips him over the top rope as we Eyesnsane whipping Ben Jordan in the ropes and goes for a flying forearm, levelling Ben. Eyesnsane sees his partner in trouble as he sees that Jamie is trying to push him off the apron before grabbing Dean from behind. Lifting him up in the air for a Back Suplex, but during the move it is Jamie that kicks Dough in the face as that sends him crashing into the barricades and being eliminated from the match.
Justin: The second team to be eliminated is the team of John Dough and Eyesnsane!! The Members of the Elders!!
Eyesnsane drops Jamie and then hears the announcement as he sees his tag team partner on the outside, completely enraged he slides out of the ring as we then see Ben quickly get into the ring as he looks over his tag team partner while the Monstimals and the Unholy Alliance are trading blows. Samuel blocks a right hand of James Tuscini before lifting him up in the air for a chokeslam. As he gets Raab whipped into his back by Dmitri as the vampire has reversed an Irish Whip from the Masked German. Dmitri pulls back his hair from his face as he grabs Raab by the throat and lifts him up for a chokeslam when he gets shot blocked from behind by Ben Jordan. Dropping the vampire to a knee as he lets go off the choke hold. Raab and Jordan stare at each other for a split second, before Raab suggests they should double team Dmitri as Ben nods. Ben grabs the leg of Dmitri and starts to knee it from behind when suddenly Raab grabs him by the head and whips him over the top rope and then turns around, believing tha he has eliminated the former tag team champion as he continues his attention towards Dmitri. Where he and Samuel both grab him by an arm and lift him up to his feet before grabbing him by the throat and going for a double choke slam.
Simone: Good GOD!!!
James Tuscini gets to his feet after he has been dropped by Samuel, he sees his tag team partner in trouble as he runs over to try to save him. But is stopped by Ben and Jamie as they whip him in the ropes and drop him over the top rope with a super kick as Raab and Samuel deliver a double choke slam on Dmitri to the outside as both team have eliminated the Unholy Alliance.
Justin: The Unholy Alliance have been eliminated!!!
Simone: Ito took four men to eliminate both Dmitri and Tuscini!!!
Both monstimals and Team BJ turn around and stare at the remaining opponents, Raab tells Samuel that he will go after Ben Jordan as Samuel should go after Jamie Dean. Samuel nods as both Ben and Jamie nod to each other and stand in their corners, waiting for the big men as the two try to grab the smaller men, but both of them use their speed to get out of the way and start to pound away at the stronger men. Ben uses his forearm smashes into the face of Raab before going for a slingshot, but Raab manages to pull on the brakes as he then whips Ben in the corner before driving series of elbows into the jaw of Ben. On the other side we see Jamie ducking a clothesline from Samuel and executes a pele kick to the side of Samuel. Staggering into the ropes as Jamie executes a dropkick before getting to his feet again and goes for a running clothesline. Trying to clothesline Samuel over the top rope but the big man refuses to lose balance of his feet. Jamie runs to the ropes and comes off with a flying forearm smash, but is met by a charging Samuel, who grabs him by the head and drives him face first into the canvas.
Adams: Samuel and Raab are just too strong for the former tag team champions, the way I see it Monstimals are the favourites to win this match.
Raab calls for Samuel to help him as the two men grab Ben by the throat and set him up for another double chokeslam to the outside of the ring. But Ben manages reach out and grab the ropes with his legs before the two monsters go for the choke slam. Causing Ben to hit the concrete floor with his hands as his arms sway in the air while his legs have hooked around the top and middle rope. The Montimals turn their attention to the legs of Ben, trying to pull them apart when suddenly we see Jamie charge towards Raab and knees him in the back, causing him to stagger forwards and hits the concrete floor before the impact pulled Ben with him as he lands on the concrete after Raab's body and feet hit the concrete as Drew Patton calls for the bell as the other referees communicate with the wrestlers what the outcome is as Ben celebrates and Raab has his hands on his mask in disbelief.
Justin: The winners of this match and NEW!!! SCW tag team champions!! Team B&J!!! Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean!!!!
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see the reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion Jessie Salco sitting on a crate backstage whilst listening to the new Self-Titled album by the legendary Death Metal Act Obituary via her IPod.
Simone: Jessie is so far undefeated at Blaze of Glory but tonight she faces possibly the biggest challenge in her career as she takes on her best friend and occasional tag team partner Amy Marshall in the last match of their Best of Three series.
Adams:What? I couldn't hear you over Jessie's music!
Simone: *sighs* And the fact that she's the Roulette Champion helps.
The album ends and with a big grin on her face Jessie starts looking for another album to play, she doesn't get fair however as Amy steps into view.
Jessie: Hey Amy!
Jessie greets her as she hops off the crate.
Jessie: You ready to tear down the house one last time?
Amy: As always... are you ready to lose that belt?
Amy smirks as she looks at the belt.
Jessie: If by that you mean "keep my undefeated streak at Blaze of Glory going" then yeah, I am ready!
Jessie says as she hoists the belt over her shoulder.
Jessie: But that's not important right now, what matters is that if Christian's plan was to try to break up the team then he failed miserably, am I right?
Jessie asks before offering Amy a fist bump Amy looks at Jessie first before bumping it right back.
Amy: Indeed, Christian's plan failed... but instead got some decent matches.
Jessie: Damn straight, now let's go out there and steal the show one last time!
Jessie says before the two women walk off.
The scene cuts to show Dying Breed members Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell backstage, getting ready for their 6 man tag team match tonight at Blaze of Glory. Andrew is pacing, and Ivan looks puzzled with his husbands pacing.
Ivan: Andrew, what's wrong? You have me worried.
Andrew: I just heard that the legendary Chuck Berry passed away yesterday.
Ivan looks bewildered at the news, given he was Ivan's inspiration for learning the guitar as a child.
Ivan: Oh man. I am heartbroken. He was an idol of mine growing up.
Andrew: Well, you can use that pent up feeling towards the Bad Boys, especially after what they said on Twitter about us.
Ivan: Trust me, I will.
Andrew and Ivan get changed into their ring attire, and then look for Dax as the scene fades to black.
Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean are heading backstage, titles draped over their shoulders. Suddenly from the side, an angered redhead steps in front of them.
Sam Marlowe: Okay you, how did you do it Ben? By the way, hi Jamie.
Sam Marlowe smiles as Ben and Jamie stop then crosses her arms over her chest and narrows her eyes at Ben Jordan.
Ben Jordan: Hello Ginge, what are you on about?
Sam Marlowe: On about? I'll tell you what I am on about. The Blast from the Past tournament is what I am on about. How did you get Pussy Willow to come and tell me that we are teaming when we both know I am not eligible to! This is not funny Ben!
Sam hmphs angrily as she begins to pace in front of the tag champs who share a look between themselves.
Ben Jordan: Oi, do you have any clue what she's on about?
Jamie Dean: Something tells me Ben that Sammi here wasn't watching the draw earlier.
Sam Marlowe: Of course I wasn't able to watch the draw, for this show Christian Underwood had me working out at one of the concession stands! Is this because I couldn't be at your party in Cuba because I had to study?
Sam stops mid rant when she notices the titles on Ben and Jamie's shoulders. Her look of anger changes to one of surprise then a happy smile crosses her face.
Sam Marlowe: You guys won the titles! WoooHooo, I am so happy for you two!
Jamie Dean: On a dime I tell ya, this little redhead tornado's emotions can turn on a dime.
Sam claps her hands and gives both Jamie and Ben a hug forcing grunts of pain from the pair. Concern crosses her face as she steps back. Pussy finally catches up to Sam and leans against her trying to catch her breath.
Ben Jordan: Thanks Sam but darlin' the Blast from the Past teaming isn't a joke. You and I are gonna be teaming thanks to Mark Ward saying that you will be wrestling. Christian Underwood did not look too happy about it.
Pussy Willow: That's what I tried to tell her but you know she don't listen. And I have to agree that Christian looked pis...
Pussy's voice fades as the man himself approaches the small group.
Christian Underwood: Congratulations Samantha, I guess you must have impressed someone because Ben here is right. You will be teaming with him in the Blast for the Past Tournament against everyone's better judgement. Good luck to you both, you Mr. Jordan are going to need it.
With a final glare at Sam, Christian turns to walk away before turning back with a smile. Sam had turned to her friends excitedly apologizing to a smirking Ben Jordan as Christian reaches over and taps her on the shoulder.
Christian Underwood: The tournament hasn't started yet and tonight you aren't a wrestler, you are selling popcorn...or should be. Chop chop Samantha, can't keep customers waiting.
Sam's eyes widen at the sarcasm in the voice of Christian. With a nervous look at Ben, Jamie and Pussy, Sam rushes off towards the concourse as the view moves back to ringside.
Justin Decent: The following contest is a Six Man Tag Team Match, and is scheduled for one fall!
The lights in the arena flash around as the fans wave their signs of support for their favorite SCW Stars and Bombshells. They scream and cheer as the spotlight waves over them. After a moment of this, the lights die down and "Bangarang" by Skrillex begins playing over the loudspeakers. The crowd instantly turns to boos as the Bad Boys logo is projected onto the stage floor. Once the music picks up, three figures emerge from behind the curtains, wearing white hooded jackets with a red "Bad Boys" logo printed on the back. Giani Di Luca holds his arms out to his side as he looks out across the audience through his sunglasses. Mickey Carroll holds his bat behind his neck, resting both hands on it as he smirks wickedly. Giani jumps around the stage, rubbing his presence in the faces of the fans before returning to the center Bishop simply nods his head as he watches the fans boo him, and an arrogant smirk comes over his face. He steps forward and then throws his arms out to his side as he shouts out, drawing the attention to himself for a moment as he walks forward.
Justin Decent: Introducing first! Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 702 pounds, Xander Bishop, Giani Di Luca, and Mickey Carroll Bad Boys!!!
Giani and Mickey nod at one another as they walk down the ramp, joining Bishop side by side. They walk down the ramp, taunting the fans and welcoming their hatred. Once they make it to the head of the ring, they walk over to the right side of the ring. Giani jumps onto the apron, and Mickey sets his bat on the apron. He slides in under the bottom rope, and picks his bat back up as he springs to his feet. Bishop rolls inside of the ring and stands next to Mickey. They both climb on the second rope, reaching over Giani as Mickey flips off the fans he is facing. Bishop holds his hands out in a bad ass gangster style pose on the other side of Giani. Giani flips his hood down and flexes his muscles, showing off to the fans. He turns around and enters the ring, as he, Mickey, and Bishop work the six corners, goading on the hatred. Once they have made it to all six sides, they settle against the far side, speaking to one another before Mickey winds up his bat. Giani sheds his jacket and shows off his impressive physique, shouting out "You're welcome!" to the fans. Mickey rests his bat against the ropes as he drops his jacket to the ground, kicking it off into the corner. He jogs in place, throwing jabs as Giani walks over to him. Bishop rests against the ropes, and they talk over strategy as they watch the entrance ramp.
Justin Decent: Aaaand their opponents, introducing first...!
The opening beat to Sully Erna's "Your Own Drum" start to blast through the speakers, as red and gold lights flash across the building, synchronized to the beat of the drums. The fans look confused as the lyrics kick in. Andrew lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused.
Justin Decent: At a combined weight of 472 pounds, they are Ivan Darrell and Andrew Garcia... Dying Breed!
The Orange Hulk and Ivan starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning their heads to look at the booing crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Andrew and Ivan shakes his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Andrew puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps between the middle and top rope, Ivan climbs into the ring as the duo staring around at the booing fans as Andrew and Ivan raise their arms.
The guitar riff of "Hail to the King" by Avenged Sevenfold begins playing and red and white lights begin flashing across the stage and out into the audience. As the music picks up, Dax comes out onto stage in a cut off t-shirt draped over his body, showing off his many tattoos. He strokes his beard, and intense look on his face as he comes to the center of the stage. He shouts out at the crowd, holding his arms out at his side as he does a slow 180 degree turn, slowly walking backward.
Justin Decent: Making his way to the ring... from Anaheim, California, standing at 6 feet 4 inches and weighing in at 235 pounds, he is... DAAAAAX BEEEEEECKEEEEEETT!!!
Once the music completely picks up, Dax turns around and charges down the aisle. He darts around the ring, stopping periodically to pose for the fans, whether they like it or not. Once he makes his way around the ring, Dax jumps onto the apron and charges his way up the nearest turnbuckle. He ascends and nods his head to the music, his fist in the air. He jumps off and flips, landing on one foot and one knee, his arms held out to the side before rising to his feet, nodding his head as he soaks up the cheers for a moment. He then turns to his partners, motioning that he wants to start things off as Referee Holly Wood checks him for any foreign objects, being sure to pay extra close attention to his bare chest and his buttocks...
DING! DING! DING!
Dax Beckett stands across the ring, shouting over at Giani who responds simply by pounding his chest and shouting "FUHGEDDABOUDIT!". The audience boos until the big man starts making his way toward Dax. Dax backs up a few steps, but is surprised as Xander reaches over and tags himself in. He shoves his way past Giani, making a mad dash at Dax. However, he sees that Dax is anxiously awaiting this, so he does a Baseball Slide to the outside of the ring, right through Dax's legs. Dax drops down and rolls out of the ring, causing the fans to start shouting at Xander for his stalling tactics.. He looks around and shouts at them to shut up. He takes a few steps back as Beckett points at him and then to Giani and Mickey, trash talking both of them. Mickey begins talking trash back at Dax next.
Simone: When did this turn into the Great Debate? Isn't this supposed to be a wrestling match?
Adams: If Bishop didn't want to fight right away, then Giani was more than capable of getting things started. This could have been a Main Event caliber match...
Bishop walks backward, goading Dax on as the Holly Wood shouts out his count at them. He runs around the ring as Dax chases him. After a few paces, Dax rushes right by Mickey and Giani, who drop down on him, pounding him into the ground. Bishop rolls back inside as the Holly Wood gets to a count of three. He trash talks Dax from inside of the ring, causing Andrew and Ivan to come inside of the ring. The crowd cheers as they grab onto his tights and lift him up with a wedgie!!!
Simone: I don't think we've ever seen a double team wedgie as an offensive maneuver inside of an SCW ring before!
Adams: And I couldn't imagine a more proper recipient of the first ever, can you, Lindy?
Dax begins to fight back as the Holly Wood counts to six. He punches Giani in the gut, and then catches Mickey in the jaw as he slides back inside. Ivan and Andrew toss Bishop his way, and Dax catches him with a Shining Wizard kick out of nowhere! The crowd cheers loudly as Dax pumps his arms at his side, shouting loudly as he gets himself hyped up. However, the distraction and celebration comes too early, as Giani steps in and pulls Xander over to his corner, allowing Mickey to tag himself in. The British-Irish star jumps over the top rope and finds himself behind Dax, catching him with a surprise Release German Suplex. He works his way over to Andrew, grabbing him around the neck, trying to pull him inside of the ring. Instead, Ivan and Andrew clobber him in the face, giving time for Dax to recover. Dax sweeps Mickey off of his feet. With Mickey on his back, Dax climbs onto the ring apron quickly. He launches himself over the top with a catapult Legdrop that connects. He quickly gets up and lays into Mickey with rapid boot after boot. He then mounts Bishop and hits furious punches to his face. Not until he is satisfied does he let up. He stands up and holds his arms out to the side, soaking in the loud cheers of the audience. He points out to a particular fan and nods his head in approval. He leans down and picks Mickey up off of the ground. He lifts him up for a standard Body Press, but Mickey slides down his back. As he does so, he hooks his arms around Dax's neck and drops down with an Inverted DDT. This gets the booing cheering a bit. Mickey rolls Dax over, but uses the opportunity to return the humiliating mounted punches rather than a pin. He throws in a few slaps for good measure until Dax reaches up and rakes his eyes. He shoves Mickey off of him and both men scramble to their feet. Mickey goes for a quick Clothesline, but Dax counters it into an Armbar, taking Mickey down to the ground again.
Simone: These two are having a hard time staying off of the mat.
Adams: The hatred between Bad Boys and Dying Breed with Dax Beckett, and when you mix these elements together, you are just asking for an explosion of egos.
Simone: Ego has everything to do with it, but there is a comradery between the teams. They consistently have each other's backs.
Giani truly is yawning in his corner in a sarcastic manner, but the intensity in his eyes shows that he is truly angry. He holds out his arm for a tag as Mickey inches his way to the ropes, grabbing onto the bottom one tightly with his free arm. The Holly Wood calls for the break, but Dax doesn't let go. After arguing with Dax for a minute, the Holly Wood starts a count.
1!
2!
3!
4!
BREAK IT UP!
Dax finally heeds the Holly Wood's warning, letting go of Mickey's arm. He picks Mickey up and goes to Irish Whip him across the ring, but Bishop catches himself on the ropes and leaps over to tag Giani in!
Adams: And the glazed over look has disappeared from Giani's face. It's now time for him to do what he does best.
Simone: Bullshit macho posturing and showboating? He's been doing that for a while here tonight...
Adams: Okay, second best... Kick some ass!
Giani charges at Dax who holds up his arms in surrender. He points behind Giani, who just smiles his arrogant smile. Dax continues to point behind him, making him believe someone is behind him. As Giani turns around, Dax leaps onto the big man's back and falls down with a crushing Backbreaker. Andrew and Ivan clap their hands together and laugh at Giani who is writhing on the ground. He starts to get in the ring, prompting Bishop to do the same. As Andrew slowly backs down, the Holly Wood turns and stops Bishop from getting near the action. As they argue intensely, Andrew sneaks into the ring and he and Dax lift Giani off of the mat. They each take an arm and wrap it around their shoulders. They nail Giani in the ribs with hard jabs until they are satisfied. They use all of their might to lift Giani up for a Vertical Suplex. Bishop points at them as he continues to insult the Holly Wood.
Adams: Haven't these guys learned by now that when you argue with the Holly Wood, it allows your opponents more time to do double damage to your partner?
As they get Giani to a nearly vertical position, Giani reverses the momentum and nails both men with a double Swinging DDT that shakes the entire ring. Even Bishop looks stunned as he ceases his arguing and his jaw drops. The Holly Wood turns around to see Giani lifting Dax and Andrew off of the mat at the same time. He holds their heads back as he looks at both men, trash talking them before slamming their heads together. He holds onto Andrew's head and walks him over to the ropes where he deposits him on the outside... with force! The fans boo the Italian Stallion, but it has no effect on him as he lifts Dax off of the mat. He Irish Whips him across the ring, and as he rebounds, Giani lifts up a boot. Dax barely ducks under it, rebounding once more, he leaps at Giani. However, Giani reverses the momentum and hits a Tilt-A-Whirl Slam on Dax B. The mat shakes hard and Giani hooks the leg.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Dax uses all of his might to kick his legs up. Giani looks a bit annoyed and he slams Dax's shoulders down to the mat, pressing harder for the pin.
1!
2!
Ivan Darrell drives a knee into Giani's head. He looks right at Bishop and Mickey as they threaten to enter the ring. He pulls a page out of their book as he drags Dax over to his corner, tagging him in. Ivan Darrell grabs hold of Giani and stands up and looks at the Holly Wood, signaling a faster count on Giani's behalf in a mocking manner, getting a laugh from the crowd. He lifts Giani off of the mat and nails him with a series of hard and precise punches. He backs Giani against the ropes as he pounds the much bigger man down a bit. Giani does his best to shield himself from the punches, but they are so quick and precise due to his MMA background. Instead, Giani drops to the ground and rolls out of the ring.
Simone: As much as I hate to give credit to Giani Di Luca, that was the smartest thing he could have done in that situation. Gives him some space to breathe.
Adams: He was too far away from his corner to make a tag, and he's probably the best to deal with this kind of assault anyway.
Giani raises his arms in the air as he walks along the barricade. He spots an unusual weapon in the hand of a fan in the front row, ripping an umbrella out of the young man's hand as discreetly as possible. As Ivan rolls outside of the ring, Giani goes to swing it, only to receive a ducking kick to the kneecap, causing him to drop the umbrella. Giani stumbles a bit, but nails Ivan with a hard Clothesline from Hell that lays him out on the canvas. Giani stomps around as he hypes himself up.
Giani: NOW THAT'S WHAT I'M TAWKIN' ABOUT!!!!!!!
Giani pulls himself onto the ring apron and steps back inside of the ring as the Holly Wood continues his count.
3!
Giani: 3!!!!!!!
4!
Giani: 4!!!!!!!
5!
Giani: 5!!!!!!!
While Giani is accenting the count of Holly Wood, Dax trips the big man up, landing him across the bottom rope. He takes a few steps back as Giani starts to lift himself off of the rope. Dax bounces off of the opposite ropes and comes flying forward with his knee. He uses his leg to choke Giani, smiling as he calls out to Andrew. Andrew uses the opportunity to get a couple shots in to Giani's face. Bishop dashes into the ring and hits a baseball slide to Andrew. He gets up and rips Dax off of Giani, shoving him. Dax shoves him back, and the two are about to go to blows until Holly Wood gets involved, feeling the chests of both men, and snuggling into each of them as they get uncomfortable. Holly orders both men back to their corners as Ivan rolls back inside of the ring. He and Giani crawl toward one another as they trade winded punches.
Simone: Dax Beckett is being a bit of a boy scout in there, lecturing others about bending the rules when he's doing it himself.
Adams: Well Bishop ought to know better. Or at least know how to do it when Holly Wood ain't looking, yeah?
As Andrew pulls himself onto the apron, standing in his corner impatiently, Giani starts to rise up. He gets in a few extra hits on Ivan, knocking him down to the ground He slowly stalks Ivan from behind as he motions to Bishop to get ready. Ivan stumbles to his feet and takes a few steps back and bumps into Giani. Ivan goes for a punch, but Giani grabs onto his fist and twists his arm a bit. Ivan winces in pain, but he twists himself around a bit, showing off some flexibility as he reaches out his arm and gets the tag from Andrew Garcia. He then sweeps Giani off of his feet as Andrew climbs onto the top rope... holding onto the umbrella!
Simone; Opening an umbrella inside is bad luck! That's sounds awfully familiar... Don't tell me we're seeing homage to...
Adams: Belinda, please?! Andrew has shown himself to be nothing but a true gentleman, which are truly a Dying Breed these days. See what I did there? Hashtag crossover!
Garcia steadies himself on the top rope as he looks down at Giani. He opens up the umbrella as he leaps as if he's leaping for his life. The umbrella slows his descent ever so slightly, but allows him to get just enough distance, so when he lets go of the umbrella, he is able to drop a perfect elbow right to the sternum of Giani Di Luca! The crowd goes crazy as Andrew gets up and does an almost sarcastic gentleman's bow. He then drops down to one knee, hooking the leg as he falls on top of Giani. Holly Wood drops down for the count.
1!
2!
KICKOUT!
Giani kicks out of this. Mickey shouts over at Andrew, drawing his attention away from Giani, which gives him just enough time to slip under the smaller man's legs, and tag Mickey himself into the match. Mickey steps inside of the ring and mocks Garcia's gentleman's bow as he hits a hard right to Andrew's face. Garcia stumbles back, but then answers with the same exact treatment. He hits Mickey once more, making Mickey plead with Garcia to hold on, holding his hands out in surrender. Andrew shakes his head as he follows after Mickey. Mickey drops down to the mat and crawls under Andrew's legs! As Andrew grabs onto his ankle, he twists at it, causing Mickey to shout out in pain. However, Mickey is able to pull their weight a bit. He gets up on one foot, hopping on it with Garcia still attached to the other ankle. He tugs and tugs as hard as he can until he finally reaches Bishop's outstretched hand!
Simone: It seems Bishop's tactic of staying out of this match, unless to sneak attack someone, is going on hold for now, since both teams are worn down.
Adams: I imagine he's got a lot of frustrations to take out on these three. This should be interesting!
Bishop climbs onto the top rope and leaps off onto Andrew's back, locking on a rear naked choke hold that almost instantly frees Mickey from the Ankle Lock. Mickey throws his leg up and kicks Garcia in the crotch, his eyes smiling while persistently telling Holly that it was an accident. He lifts himself up and climbs outside, grabbing onto the tag rope. Bishop switches up the choke hold a bit to make it legal as he brings the big man down to the ground. He looks as innocent as a boyscout as the Holly Wood comes over to check on Andrew. She asks him is he gives up, and Andrew groggily replies with a no. Bishop tightens the hold up a bit, digging it in as Holly Wood watches Andrew's eyes close. She asks Andrew again, but she doesn't get a response. Andrew smiles as Holly Wood lifts Andrew's hand up into the air. She lets it drop to his side.
1!
She waits for a second and then lifts Giani's hand once more. She looks at Giani's face and then drops it down again.
2!
Dax gets into the ring and charges at Bishop, but Giani is there to head him off. Giani smacks Dax in the face, and then Dax returns the favor with a punch to the gut. Giani retaliates with his own low blow to Dax. In the meantime, Holly Wood has lifted Garcia's hand in the air once more, looking around before dropping it. Giani lunges forward, trying to interrupt in some way. However, he is too late when Andrew's grip tightens. He clinches his fist together and clubs at Bishop's head. The fans erupt into a loud round of cheers.
Adams: I can't believe it! Somehow, some way, Andrew Garcia is still in the fight!
Simone: I don't know how he did it, but he is giving it his all here tonight, and I think everyone here is impressed..
Bishop tightens his grip, but Garcia clubs him once more. He breaks free and surprises Giani by spearing him to the outside. He then catches Mickey with an uppercut that rocks the Bad Boy's jaw, sending him to the ground outside. Bishop goes for a Discus Clothesline, but Garcia ducks underneath it and hits a Jawbreaker that rocks Bishop's world, and rocks the crowd to their very foundation. They erupt into cheers as Dax holds his hand out for the tag. Garcia looks around, feeling winded as he walks over toward Dax. Dax nods his head as Garcia goes for the tag. However, Dax lowers his hand before the tag is made, and he laughs a bit. He holds his hand up to do it in style with a high five tag. As Garcia goes to slap it, Beckett drops off of the mat, catching Ivan Darrell as he goes, planting him with a DDT onto the steps.
Simone: I know Dax isn't the smartest competitor in SCW, but...
Adams: But one simply does not DDT his own partner on the ring steps...
The audience gasps and then almost goes silent. Garcia doesn't even know what's going on as Giani rushes in and hits the Jersey Turnpike on Andrew. Within seconds, Mickey, Bishop, and Dax are all in position on three of the turnbuckles. Bishop leaps off first with an elbow drop. He rolls out of the way just in time for Mickey to land a Frog Splash, and he moves out of the way just before Dax lands with a Suicide Headbutt. He stays on top of Andrew as Mickey piles on, then Bishop, and finally Giani posing arrogantly on top of the dog pile. Holly raises an eyebrow and then reluctantly begins her count.
1!
2!
3!
Justin Decent: Your winners... BAD BOYS, XANDER BISHOP, MICKEY CARROLL, AND GIANI DI LUCA!!!
Dax: AND DAX FREAKING BECKETT!!!
Simone: I can't even explain what we've just witnessed here...
Adams: Clearly Dax "Freaking" Beckett has joined the Mean Boys, I mean the Bad Girls... You know what I mean. He's a dick!
"Bangarang" by Skrillex ft/ Sirah begins playing over the speakers as Holly stands in the middle of the four men, who all raise their arms up in victory. After a moment of this, they all give each other the dearest of bro hugs, sharing a laugh at the expense of Dying Breed. The boos from the audience almost drown out the music playing, but Dax seems to be soaking them in the most. The four men spit in Garcia's direction before walking over to the ropes and exiting the ring at the same time. They back up the ramp, taunting the booing fans as they keep their eyes set on the damage in and outside of the ring. As they reach the top of the ramp, they all shout simultaneously "BAD BOYS FOR LIFE!!!" before they disappear behind the curtains.
The backstage area is all abuzz with what we'd seen earlier tonight, with Dax Beckett joining forces with the Bad Boys. Dax is seen walking with Bishop, Di Luca, and Mickey Carroll around him, as they get ready to celebrate their (tainted) win from this evening. Out of nowhere, Celeste North walks up to Dax and punches him as hard as she can in the chest. He rubs at it as he looks at her, confused.
Dax: The fuck was that for, C?
Celeste: Oh... as if I even have to say it? Of course, you're too fucking stupid to figure it out on your own, so how about I break it down for you, dickhead?The rest of the Bad Boys get ready to drag a bitch off the scene, but Dax holds his hand up, nodding at Celeste in a surprisingly respectful display, letting her continue uninterrupted.
Celeste: These fucking loser ass clowns here are your new buddies? Or... I don't even get it. They are all tangled with the Mean Girls, who, if you can follow this line I'm drawing for you... I hate. You just jumped in bed with the enemy, and...Dax slams the palm of his hand against the wall, blocking Celeste in as he gets in her face. She doesn't back down, but neither does the new Dax.
Dax: And let me break it down for YOU, C... YOU dumped me because YOU were so busy hating on the Mean Girls. I got involved in all of this for YOU. I got distracted from being the next big thing in SCW... for YOU. YOU destroyed my career, and GDL, MC, and XB here cooked up a plan to save it. And you're looking at it, toots.
Dax really digs into Celeste as he verbally dissects her in a more vicious way than we've ever seen from Dax. He gets just about an inch from her face as he looks into her eyes for just a second.
Dax: You were fucking selfish, C. I was blinded by that damp spot between your legs, but now I can see things clearly. You're just another notch in my bedpost, whatever a bedpost even is... So why don't you hit the bricks, and say your goodbyes, because nobody is going to save your sorry ass. Not me. Not little Timmy Sags. And not little Lexi. Have a nice life being a fuck up, because this is the last time you'll ever see my face in person.
Dax gives her a raunchy goodbye kiss against her will before pushing off of the wall. Bad Boys give Celeste a dirty look as they mutter about her behind her back. She drops down to the ground as soon as they are out of sight, and she rests her head on her knees as she lets the tears come loose.
Ms. Rocky Mountains is seen standing backstage with the Roulette Wheel next to her and the woman who hopes to regain the Bombshell Roulette Championship, Amy Marshall, on the other side. Ms. Rocky looks into the camera with a smile as Amy stares at the wheel with a determined look on her face.
Ms. Rocky: Ladies and gentleman I am joined by Amy Marshall as she prepares to spin the Roulette Wheel and find out just what kind of match she will be facing Jessie Salco in for the Bombshell Roulette Championship. Amy, are you ready?
Ms. Rocky turns her attention to Amy. Amy nods and places a hand on the wheel.
Amy: Ready when you are.
Ms. Rocky: Very good. Spin away!
Without a moment's hesitation, Amy gives the wheel one great spin and both she and Ms. Rocky watch it closely. It takes several moments for it to finally slow down before it lands on...
Amy: Metal and Punk Connection Collar and Chain Match?
Ms. Rocky: Well...that was a mouthful. Quite an interesting stipulation you landed on. And quite fitting given the Metal and Punk Connection...
Amy stares at the wheel for a moment and just shrugs.
Amy: This should be interesting, but either way I'm bringing that title back around my waist.
Amy then turns and walks away, heading to the ring where her match will begin momentarily.
A camera opens up in a dark, damp and generally eerie part of the building. Where else would such a place be than the boiler room area. Misty is seen walking slowly down a hall, looking in every door she passes and sometimes, over her shoulder. You wouldn't expect her to be as nervous as she is, given her past as the Queen of The Damned as she called herself, but when it comes to Brother Grimm, even the bravest can't help but be scared.
Misty: Just my luck. I should have seen this coming...
She talks in a hushed voice for some reason, as if Brother Grimm wouldn't be able to hear her and she continues looking for him.
Misty: Grimm?! Where are you?! I know you're down--
Just then an eerie voice behind her startles her and she nearly jumps out of her skin.
Grimm: There's no reason to shout.
But when Misty looks behind her, she finds nothing there but shadows. A movement from out of the corner of her eye, a flash of white, causes her to turn her head but again, nothing. Standing in one spot, she turns in all four directions, but sees nothing until her final turn, and standing there where nothing was a moment ago, is the man, or myth, Himself! Clad from head to toe in his black and red gothic-style attire, his hands clasped behind his back, he stares down at the petite form before him, his golden amber eyes an unnerving calm. He stares, and nothing else, until his black lips part, showing a smile that would be charming if it wasn't raising the hair on the back of her neck.
Grimm: It is not polite.
Just standing in front of Brother Grimm sends shivers down Misty's spine, but she does her best not to show an ounce of fear.
Misty: But tormenting my son Tim and wanting my son Owen is polite?
Misty lets out a laugh.
Misty: Please. I bet you're just loving this, aren't you? Getting paired with me in this tournament and being so close, in a way, to something you're after?
Misty quickly gets into 'Mama Bear' mode as she speaks of two of her children.
Grimm: Well, to answer your first question... let's just call it the nature of the beast. You can't change the flow of a river, can you? You can't stop a storm once it's begun? When you open a floodgate, how do you undo it?
He shrugs as if her motherly concerns were nothing to him, and chances were that they are not.
Grimm: And as to whether or not I am enjoying myself now?
He draws in a breath and closes his eyes. As he exhales, his black lips spread again into a smile and he shakes his head.
Grimm: Oh you have no idea. Things could not have worked out better, don't you agree? All these months I have been wanting to claim your children for my Sack, and now here I am; at their mother's side.
He chuckles, a sound that could be compared to nails on a chalkboard.
Grimm: If I were capable of love, I would agree and say I am loving it. For now, let's just agree that I am reveling in it.
Misty takes in a deep breath and shakes her head.
Misty: Well let me just warn you right now, you won't be getting anywhere near my kids. I'll do my part as your partner in this tournament, and I expect the same from you, but outside of the ring? Don't you dare think of trying anything, because I won't let it happen.
A quick shiver runs down Misty's spine again, as if a sign she made a mistake in almost threatening Brother Grimm.
Grimm: Ah, mortals. Fragile creatures, and so enduringly arrogant.
He steps up close enough to Misty that there is barely any space between them. His height towers over her own, and he leans down to look her in there eye, which only intensifies the unnatural feel of his presence.
Grimm: You assume that you would even be capable of stopping me. What makes you think I have not already paid dear Owen a visit? Such a lovely nursery.. And I dare say he and I would have become the closest of friends were it not for that little ... protector, you have watching over him.
Misty's eyes widen and she takes a step back, putting distance between the two.
Misty: You stay away from my son you...FREAK!
Brother Grimm shakes his head.
Grimm: Sticks and stones, my dear. Sticks and stones.
He steps forward again, closing the distance Misty had gotten between them.
Grimm: Whore.
He leans in again and whispers into her ear.
Grimm: I know the truth.
Misty's eyes widen for a moment but they quickly turn angry. She quickly shoves past Brother Grimm and walks away and he watches her with an eerie smile on his face as she disappears out of sight.
The camera switches to ringside where Justin Decent is standing in the ring with referee Jacob Summers. Jacob is holding a long steel chain with two spike collars at each end in his hands.
Justin: Ladies and gentleman our next match is the final match in the Best of Three series for the Bombshell Roulette Championship and it has been determined it will be a special Metal and Punk Connection Collar and Chain match!
Adams: Two Bombshells duking it out connected by a collar and chain?! I love it!
The crowd erupts in a huge pop, but quiets down a few moments later.
Justin: The rules are fairly simple. Each woman will be connected by this length of chain wearing the two spiked collars around their necks. Much like a leather strap match, in order to win the match, and the title, you must touch all six turnbuckles.
All eyes then fall on the backstage entrance. Victim of Me by Descendants begins to play over the sounds system, the lights begin to strobe through the venue as Amy appears through the curtain dancing before stopping half way and pushes her hair back to reveal the black leather surgical face mask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Marshall is written in red and in Japanese.
Amy surveys the crowd for a moment as Justin makes her introduction.
Justin: Introducing first is the challenger...Making her way to the ring weighing in at one hundred twenty-eight pounds... hailing 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.
Simone: Amy wants nothing more than to win the Roulette Championship back tonight.
Adams: Yeah but I'm sure she'll be supportive of her tag team partner if Jessie retains!
Simone: I'm sure she would be, but stranger things always happen around SCW, Jason.
The opening riff to "Power Trip" by Chimaira starts ripping over the PA system and as soon as Mark Hunter's opening scream is heard Jessie emerges from the back with Shane and Jake, the trio headbang at the top of the ramp before they make their way down to the ring.
Justin: Making her way to the ring weighing in at one hundred twenty pounds..From Miami, Florida...She is the reigning SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion...JESSIE SALCO!!
Jessie hops onto the apron and enters the ring where she goes over to the nearest turnbuckle before hopping onto the middle turnbuckle, raising the Bombshell Roulette Championship into the air. She turns around and jumps down, staring across the ring at Amy before she hands her belt off to Jacob Summers. Jacob Summers raises the belt high in the air as the crowd roars loudly, and he hands it off to the timekeeper, walking over to grab the chain and collars.
Adams: I don't think we've seen a match like this before in SCW.
Simone: From my understanding it was put on the wheel especially for tonight and how ironic that the wheel actually stopped on such a stipulation.
Adams: It's fate!
Jessie and Amy walk up to Jacob as he explains the rules quietly to both women. They each nod before Jacob puts one of the collars around Amy's neck first, making sure it's secured properly and then he does the same to Jessie. The crowd is cheering loudly the entire time as Amy and Jessie stare down at the long length of chain separating them.
Adams: I wonder how long that chain is?
Simone: I'm not sure. Looks to be about ten feet, maybe less.
Amy and Jessie each take a few steps back, getting as close to turnbuckles as they can as Jacob stands between them. After a few moments, he finally calls for the bell.
DING! DING! DING!
Both women don't waste a single second as they quickly grab a hold of the length of chain and begin a bout of tug of war! They each try to prevent the other from tugging too hard and straining their neck, and Amy is the first to glance next to her at the closest turnbuckle! She holds on to the chain tight with one hand and reaches towards one of the turnbuckles, while Jessie is gripping the chain with both hands! Jessie shakes her head and when Amy is just inches away from touching the first turnbuckle, Jessie YANKS the chain and Amy comes flying towards her!
Simone: Jessie says no way, Amy! That had to hurt her neck.
Adams: We're going to be seeing a lot of that in this match. I hope they'll get complimentary massages following this!
Simone: Oh I'm sure Jessie will just ask Shane and Amy will ask Joey. Problem solved, there.
Amy lands on her hands and knees and she holds her neck, feeling a slight bit of pain from that move. Jessie turns around, pulling in some of the slack on the chain and holding it there as she eyes one of the turnbuckles just ahead of her. She takes a few steps towards the turnbuckle, closing the distance and reaches towards it. The crowd is buzzing as she raises her hand and brings it down against the turnbuckle!
1!
Simone: One down!
Adams: Five more to go!
Jessie turns and looks towards the second one, going to repeat the process a second time, but before her hand comes crashing down against the turnbuckle, Amy tugs the chain from behind, pulling Jessie away from hitting the second turnbuckle! Jessie spins around and Amy yanks on the chain harder, causing Jessie to trip forward and crash down to the canvas just by Amy!
Adams: And Amy returns the favor!
Simone: They may be friends, but they are clearly not taking it easy on each other.
Adams: You expect them to? This is the final match in the best of three!
Amy doesn't give Jessie a chance to recover before she leaps on top of her tag team partner and starts laying in with a series of hard right shots to the temple! Jessie attempts to block as many shots as she can, but Amy wants to wear her down as quickly as possible. She stops for a moment and gets an idea quickly as she grabs the chain and wraps it around her right fist! The crowd cheers loudly as Amy is the first to attempt to use the chain as a weapon!
Adams: She wouldn't!
Simone: What? You just scolded me for thinking that either woman would take it easy on the other and you don't believe she'd use that chain as a weapon?!
Adams: Taking it easy is one thing, intentionally making her bleed is another!
Simone: Amy has to do whatever she needs to do to get the Roulette title back. Jessie knows that!
Amy smiles as she stares down at Jessie, who appears slightly disoriented following the fury of shots Amy got in. Amy grabs Jessie's head, holding it up for a moment and just as she brings her right hand back, ready to bring it crashing against Jessie's skull, Jessie grabs the chain and swings it against Amy! The chain ricochets off of Amy's right arm and she drops the chain from her right hand! Jessie flips Amy from off of her and she quickly jumps to her feet!
Simone: And Jessie saves herself from potentially being knocked out!
Adams: Good thing because I'd like to see this match go on longer than it has!
Jessie reaches down and grabs the chain, pulling in some of the slack and turning it into what looks like a makeshift whip! The crowd cheers loudly as Jessie looks down at Amy as she is still rubbing her arm, and she doesn't waste a second as she brings the chain down across Amy's back! Amy lets out a pained cry as she collapses forward onto her hands and knees but Jessie doesn't give her time to recover as she hits Amy across the back a second time with the chain!
Simone: Oh my God! The sound that chain is making across Amy's spine is just...
Adams: Painful to hear! She has to be in some serious pain!
Two is apparently enough for the moment as Jessie doesn't hit Amy a third time. Amy is down and in a serious amount of pain as she holds her back, lying flat on her stomach. Jessie steps over Amy and walks over to the corner, quickly hitting the first turnbuckle!
1!
Simone: And the count starts again! Five more to go!
Adams: Wait...again? Why again?!
Simone: She has to hit all six turnbuckles in succession, Jason. Amy stopped that last time and she just started at a different turnbuckle.
Amy is still down and clearly not able to get up anytime soon, and Jessie reaches over to the next turnbuckle bringing her hand crashing against it!
2!
Jessie has to pull the chain this time as she heads towards the third turnbuckle. When the chain tugs against the spiked collar around Amy's neck, she lets out another pained cry but her eyes open and she realizes what is happening! She fights through the pain as Jessie pulls the chain closer and she turns and reaches for the third turnbuckle, quickly slapping it with her hand!
3!
Simone: Amy needs to do something and quick! Jessie is halfway done already!
Adams: I think she's aware of that now!
Indeed she is as when Jessie reaches for the fourth turnbuckle, Amy gets up to her hands and knees and grabs the chain, pulling on it! The slack in the chain tightens up and Jessie is unable to move closer to the turnbuckle! When she spins around, Amy manages to get up to her feet, fighting through the pain in her back, but she keeps the chain tightened! Jessie tries to tug on it but Amy shakes her head and another round of tug of war begins! Jessie is having none of that and decides to drop the chain and launch herself forward at Amy with a spear! Amy arches her back as Jessie pulls off the maneuver and the crowd continues to go wild!
Simone: Amy is in a serious amount of trouble right now! Jessie continues to target her back!
Adams: She's doing what she has to do!
Jessie gets up to her knees for a moment, kneeling just in front of Amy who is trying to recover. She kicks her feet angrily and Jessie gets up and back to her feet. Amy's eyes are on Jessie as she looks directly at the turnbuckles, but just as she takes a step towards them, Amy swings her feet over towards Jessie, and trips her! Jessie crashes down, faceplanting against the canvas and Amy rolls over as quickly as she can, grabbing some of the chain in her hand! She jumps on top of Jessie's back and wraps the chain around her neck as she starts to choke her out!
Adams: Jessie wants to hit Amy over the back with the chain?! Amy says I'ma choke you out!
Simone: Everything goes in this match, Jason. Fight fire with fire as it goes!
Jessie fights as Amy cuts off her air supply and there is nothing Jacob Summers can do about it as it is completely legal in this match! Amy holds the chain tighter against Jessie's throat as Jessie tries to get some air into her lungs but with no luck! The longer Amy keeps the chain wrapped around her neck, the quicker Jessie starts to fade and Jake and Shane watch on from the outside of the ring in horror! When it appears Jessie has passed out, Amy pulls the chain away from Jessie's neck and Jessie collapses to the canvas! Jake and Shane are slamming their hands against the ring apron, trying to get her attention.
Adams: I think Jessie Salco has left the building...sort of.
Simone: And it looks like Amy has the advantage she needs to win back the Roulette Championship!
Amy steps over Jessie, still holding her back as she reaches towards the turnbuckles, hitting the first one!
1!
Jake and Shane continue to try and get Jessie's attention, but the Heavy Metal Bombshell is unresponsive! Amy reaches for the second turnbuckle and touches it with no problem!
2!
Simone: Jessie is completely out! She's in trouble, Jason!
Adams: Amy has Jessie right where she wants her!
Amy grabs the chain and drags Jessie to get closer to the third turnbuckle. Jessie's eyes begin to flutter as she shows signs of life, but Amy is able to hit the third turnbuckle without Jessie knowing!
3!
Amy has to drag Jessie a little further as she reaches towards the fourth turnbuckle and Jake and Shane are now in complete panic mode as they're shouting to Jessie to wake up!
Simone: I don't think Jessie has enough time! Amy has this one in the bag!
Adams: Not yet! Jessie's eyes just opened!
Amy has to drag Jessie a little further as she reaches towards the fourth turnbuckle and Jake and Shane are now in complete panic mode as they're shouting to Jessie to wake up!
Amy reaches has to reach a little further but she manages to hit the fourth turnbuckle and looks towards the fifth, just inches away!
4!
Jessie manages to turn her head and look towards Amy, realizing what is happening! She can hear Jake and Shane shouting that Amy has only two turnbuckles left and she starts to fight to get her strength back before Amy can get to the fifth turnbuckle!
Adams: Do something Jessie! Do something!
Simone: I'm telling you. She doesn't have time!
Amy pulls on the chain again, dragging Jessie closer to the fifth turnbuckle as she reaches towards it! The entire crowd is on their feet as Amy reachers closer and closer until she has to leap just a little closer and finally hits the turnbuckle!
Simone: Only one left! Amy is only one turnbuckle away from recapturing the Bombshell Roulette Championship!
Adams: Jessie isn't going to let that happen!
Amy isn't close enough to the sixth and final turnbuckle and when she pulls on the chain to try and drag what she thinks is Jessie still unconscious body closer, she feels resistance against the chain! Jessie has gotten back to her knees and she's holding the chain, trying to stop Amy from hitting the final turnbuckle and ending the match! Amy reaches forward desperately but Jessie pulls the chain again as Amy begins to slide further back away from the turnbuckle and Jessie gets back to her feet!
Adams: Jessie is wrapping the chain around her hand!
Simone: Yeah, but all it's going to take is one leap from Amy towards that turnbuckle and this match is over!
Adams: Jessie says no way!
Jessie wraps the chain around her right hand and then pulls on it just enough that it causes Amy to spin around and Jessie flies at her just as she does, hitting Amy with a superman punch to the skull with her chain wrapped fist! Amy collapses down to the canvas, knocked out and that seems to have taken a lot out of Jessie as well as she tries to recover!
Simone: Jessie is worn out, Jason! She never fully recovered from being choked out!
Adams: But she's a fighter! She didn't give up!
Jake and Shane are going wild on the outside as Jessie pushes herself back up to her hands and knees! Blood has started to pool from Amy's forehead now but she's knocked out and not moving at all. Jessie is clearly exhausted and taking several deep breaths as she wraps the end of the chain around Amy's neck and gets back to her feet, hitting the first two turnbuckles nearest her!
1! 2!
Adams: Four more, Jessie! Four more!
Simone: If Amy stays unconcious!
Adams: You're kidding, right?! Look at her!
Jessie drags Amy's bloodied and seemingly lifeless body around the ring as quick as she can, hitting the turnbuckles along the way!
3! 4! 5!
Before she can hit the final turnbuckle, Jessie drops Amy and drops to her knees, exhaustion nearly taking over her body! The crowd is still on their feet and Jake and Shane are slapping the apron furiously as Jessie breathes heavily and looks towards the sixth and final turnbuckle!
Simone: Oh no! I don't think she can do it!
Adams: And Amy's eyes are starting to open!
Simone: How can you see them through all that blood?!
Jessie fights through the exhaustion, unsteadily getting back to her feet and glances down to Amy and the damage she inflicting to her tag team partner! Amy's eyes are indeed starting to open, but Jessie just shakes her head and looks back to the final turnbuckle, reaching towards it! It's just out of reach and with one final leap, she slaps the sixth turnbuckle and collapses back down to the canvas!
6!
DING! DING! DING!
Justin: Ladies and Gentleman here is your winner and STILL SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion...JESSIE SALCO!!!
Jake and Shane rush into the ring to help Jessie out as Jacob Summers removes the collar from around her neck and then Amy's. He walks over and is handed the Bombshell Roulette Championship as Jake and Shane help Jessie to her feet, holding her up! Jacob Summers raises Jessie's hand in victory and hands her back her Roulette Championship before he goes to check on Amy Marshall, who is slowly starting to come to.
Simone: What a match! These two may be friends and tag team partners but they took each other to the limit tonight!
Adams: And Amy is walking out with the battle wound to prove it!
Medical staff rush to the ring to assist in checking on Amy and helping her back to her feet. Before being helped out of the ring by Jake and Shane, Jessie and Amy look towards one another, just offering each other a single nod and then both are helped backstage.
Simone: We hope to get word on Amy Marshall's condition soon, but until then, we have a show to continue!
The scene opens backstage to find Melody Grace standing backstage beside her work Mom, Pussy Willow. Mel is seen running her hand over the face of her World Bombshell Championship while, Pussy gets ready to start the interview.
Pussy: Mel, thank you so much for joining me at this time.
Melody just smiles at Pussy before she speaks.
Melody: It's my pleasure Mom.
Pussy returns the smile before she continues.
Pussy: Now I know you're extremely busy tonight, so I only have the one question for you.
Melody looks at Pussy waiting for her to continue.
Melody: Go on.
Pussy has a smirk on her face as she brings the microphone up to her lips once more.
Pussy: Mel, many of the fans are saying this is going to be your last night as the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion. Many believe that Vixen is going to well, destroy you... so what are your thoughts?
Melody looks a little concerned, but as Pussy tilts the microphone over in Melody's direction that trademark smile beams on her face.
Melody: People can say what they want, the truth is my Melephants and I.
Melody is drowned out by a loud outburst of cheers, which brings a smile to her face.
Melody: My Melephants and I know that tonight we have what it takes to beat Vixen. I mean it's not going to be easy, but hey mom, if it was easy everyone would be doing it and not a lot can say that they have beaten Vixen. However, I want her to know if she's watching... I don't think this is going to be a walk in the park, in fact I called her back into SCW for a lot of reasons... but the main reason is, so she can give me the fight of my life.
With that said and done Melody looks at Pussy with a smile on her face before she makes her exit from the interviewing station.
Pussy: Well she didn't really answer my question, but there you have it ladies and gentlemen we have one focused Bombshell Champion on our hands tonight... back over to you Jason and Belinda.
The cameras pan back to ring side.
Adams: See said my name first because she likes me more.
Simone: Sure she does.
The scene comes back with the Angels of the Fallen sitting with the men of R.O.A.R. They're quietly discussing something when Lilly Argento comes running over, practically barreling into Gothika. She's sobbing uncontrollably and is frantic.
Lilly: "Gothika!! Gothika, I need your help!!"
Gothika frowns and looks up at Lilly confused.
Gothika: "Lilly, what happened? What's wrong?"
Lilly starts to ramble incoherently, and Diamond walks over and places a hand on her shoulder. She blows a handful of crystal dust in Lilly's face, who starts coughing as it mixes with her tears. Diamond's eyes blaze with a flash of power, and a green aura wraps itself around Lilly. Her eyes take on a slack look, and she sways slowly where she stands, and Diamond walks her towards a chair and has her sit.
Diamond: "Ok Lilly. Tell us what happened."
Lilly speaks like an automaton, the slack look in her eyes remaining.
Lilly: "I received a text message this morning. It had a picture of Michael. He was bound and gagged and was covered with bite marks and was bleeding badly. It came from his cell phone number. I think he's been kidnapped by a vampire."
Lilly lifts her phone and shows the picture she received and Gothika gasps and jumps up, shaking her head and pacing back and forth. Michael has a ball gag in his mouth, and he's hanging from his outstretched arms. He's shirtless and his upper body is covered in so many bite marks, his chest seems to be one giant bloody mess. He's slumped over slightly, but his eyes have a frantic look in them. Gothika closes her eyes, not wanting to see it anymore.
Gothika: "No no no!! I knew he was gonna get hooked up with a bad crowd if he didn't stop!! I bet he went back to whatever vamp he was with and they got too aggressive! Oooh, I swear, when I get my hands on whoever has him, I'm gonna gut them like a fish!!"
At that moment, Dmitri comes running over. He has a concerned look on his face. He sees Gothika and places a hand on her shoulder.
Dmitri: "What's happened?"
Gothika looks at him and shakes her head.
Gothika: "How do you know something's wrong?"
Dmitri smirks and places a hand on her cheek.
Dmitri: "Well, besides your frantic pacing, I felt your agitation coming through so hard and strong, I knew something had happened. You have a big match tonight, and you being agitated is not a good thing before the match. You have to calm down."
Gothika shakes her head, throwing her hands up in the air.
Gothika: "I know, but I can't calm down!! Not with what I just saw!!"
Dmitri frowns as he sees Gothika is trembling almost uncontrollably. Diamond hands Dmitri Lilly's phone, and he looks from it to Gothika in shock.
Dmitri: "Wait a minute. This is why you're upset? It seems Michael has moved on and has found what he's been looking for. A vampire who will bite him to his heart's content."
Gothika shakes her head, pulling away from Dmitri.
Gothika: "Don't you see the look in his eyes? He's not happy, he's scared shitless! Whomever has him is frightening him. I don't think he's there willingly! If he was, he wouldn't be bound and gagged like that!"
Dmitri cocks his head to the side, looking at the picture curiously.
Dmitri: "Well, maybe he's gotten into the bondage thing. You know how some people are into S&M. Maybe he's developed a taste for it."
Gothika chuckles ruefully.
Gothika: "Yes, I do know. Darknyss is into that kinky shit, and she's trying to get me to learn more about it."
Darknyss lifts her hand with an evil wink.
Darknyss: "Guilty as charged! I'm one hell of a Dominant. If you think that crazy vampire chick you're with is into inflicting pain, compared to me what she's doing is child's play. But Gothika's right. That look in his eye doesn't' say safe, sane and consensual. I think Michael needs some help."
Dmitri turns to Gothika and takes a deep breath.
Dmitri: "Ok. If you're this worried about him, then I'm going to do what I can to help you find him. I can go talk to Tuscini and Pinky about it. They have connections that just might help us find him."
Gothika looks at him with a glimmer of hope. She throws herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.
Gothika: "Oh my God!! Thank you so much Dmitri!! You have no idea how glad I am that you're trying to help me with this!!"
Dmitri is shocked at the intense emotions filling her and hesitantly wraps his arms around her body. He sighs softly and lays his head on her shoulder, nuzzling it gently, inhaling her scent.
Dmitri: "Think nothing of it. I'm glad to help."
Dmitri pulls away almost reluctantly and lifts Gothika's hand to his lips, kissing it softly.
Dmitri: "Well, then I must be off to handle my errand of mercy. I will tell you of their answer later. Perhaps over a drink?"
Gothika blushes and nods,
Gothika: "Sure. Meet me in my hotel room after the show."
Dmitri nods and turns, walking off. Diamond comes over and puts an elbow on Gothika's shoulder, leaning against her as they walk Dmitri's form retreating down the hallway.
Diamond: "Whew! You better be glad Lilly was under my spell, cause if she saw that, she'd want to rip your heart out for cheating on Michael."
Gothika turns to look at Diamond with an upraised eyebrow.
Gothika: "It's not cheating. Besides, Michael and I are on a break. And he was the one stepping out on me with some two bit vampire trash. So, what's good for the goose is definitely good for the gander. At least I know to go for something better than a one night bite."
Diamond pats her friend's shoulder gently.
Diamond: "If you say so my friend. If you say so."
Diamond snaps her fingers and Lilly shakes her head, looking around confused.
Lilly: "Huh? Wha... What happened?"
Gothika clears her throat and turns back around to the group.
Gothika: "I enlisted some help in finding your brother. Don't worry. We'll find out where he is, And when we do, whoever has him will know what it means to experience hell at my hands."
Lilly nods and wipes the tears from her eyes, then frowns as she looks down at herself.
Lilly: "Um, why am I covered in glitter?"
The scene fades out...
Rage and Kittie are seen standing backstage quietly chatting to themselves. All the tension between the engaged couple seems to be gone, at least for the moment, and the camera pans back a little as Ms. Rocky mountains walks up to them, microphone in hand and a smile on her face. Rage looks directly at her and lets out a laugh.
Rage: What? Your blonde-headed equally big-breasted fellow reporter wasn't sent here to talk to me?
He grins and Kittie rolls her eyes. Ms. Rocky just shakes her head.
Ms. Rocky: Unfortunately not. She was asked to come find you, but ultimately passed that task on to me. I don't think I've ever seen her refuse to do an interview before.
Kittie lets out a laugh.
Kittie: Damn. You went and did it this time, Rage. You pissed off a reporter so bad she doesn't want to do her job!
Rage: Hey, I didn't do shit to her! She's the one who--
Ms. Rocky: That's all in the past, Rage. I'm actually here to get a few words on your match against Jeremiah Hardin in a short while.
Rage glares at Ms. Rocky, angry at her for interrupting him. He just shakes his head but drops his arms to his side as he stares at her.
Rage: Jeremiah Hardin, huh? You want my last thoughts on this match against Jeremiah?
Ms. Rocky nods.
Rage: Why the hell should I bother? I've got this one in the bag. He couldn't even be bothered to do his fucking job and get his promo work done. He's been pretty damn quiet the last couple weeks, but I know why that is.
Ms. Rocky just blinks at Rage, as if asking him why he thinks Jeremiah has been so silent.
Rage: It's because the jackass is scared! He knows he doesn't stand anymore a chance against me one on one than he did in that four corners King of The Hill match back at Inception! Jeremiah Hardin is a waste of space on the roster because he hasn't done shit to prove he even wants to be here. But that's ok, because I'll do him and everyone else a favor by ending him. If that's what I need to do. He clearly has better shit to do than the job he's paid to do. But I plan to do mine, and so much more.
Ms. Rocky: And what about after Jeremiah Hardin? Can you give us any insight as to who you plan to cash the briefcase in against?
Rage glares at Ms. Rocky and then glances to Kittie. Kittie rolls her eyes, and looks away, giving Rage free reign to answer that question. Rage steps forward closer to Ms. Rocky.
Rage: Any insight?
Ms. Rocky nods.
Rage: Get the fuck out of here, Rocky. I already told Pussy Willow that you'll all find out once Blaze of Glory is said and done. So, that means you'll all have to wait until the next Climax Control. If I decide to tell you all by then, that is. Now if you'll excuse me...
Rage then shoves past Ms. Rocky and Kittie watches, just shaking her head. Ms. Rocky looks to Kittie.
Kittie: Someone tell me why I actually agreed to marry that asshole?
Kittie lets out a sigh and shakes her head again and Ms. Rocky lets out a laugh. Kittie follows after Rage a few moments later and the camera fades out.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first... from Las Vegas... he is RAGE!!
Monster by Skillet starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the dangerous form of Rage steps from behind the curtain to a loud round of booing from the crowd. He stares directly at the ring, refusing to acknowledge the fans booing and heckling him as he starts walking slowly down the ramp towards the ring. Once there, he stops just outside the ring and grabs a hold of the second rope. He pulls himself up to the ring apron and then steps over the top rope into the ring. He looks around the crowd with a dark and almost demonic look in his eyes as he turns to face the back, waiting for his opponent.
Jeremiah comes to the ramp as Trenches (Remix) by Pop Evil ft DMC plays and he comes to the ramp with his uncle Dark Tiger by his side.
Jeremiah comes down the ramp and fist bumps with the fans.
Jeremiah roars when the Yeoooowwww! comes and he slides in the ring and then gets on the turnbuckle and roars and the crowd roars with him.
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, from Richmond Va being accompanied to the ring by his uncle Dark Tiger, standing six feet five inches tall and weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds. He is the Man of War from the 804. He is the Big Cat from the VA Cap. Big Tiger Jeremiah Hardin!!!!!!
The ref checks both men for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...
DING DING DING
Both men circle the ring before moving in and locking up, where Rage uses his sizable strength to push Hardin into the ropes, where they jostle for a little bit with Rage pushing his arms and hands into the face of Hardin, as the ref tries to count but instead tries to split them up, which he eventually does and Rage takes a few steps back but Hardin steps forward and throws a punch at Rage, which connects and Rages stumbles backwards.
Simone: Hardin take an early advantage as he rocks Rage with a punch.
Hardin approaches Rage and grabs him in a headlock before taking him down to the mat with the headlock still in place, Rage quickly battle to a knee and then hit feet, as he figures way out of the headlock that Hardin has on him, as he places an arm in his face and then grips him around the waist, unsure how to escape, however, Hardin in a blink of an eye spins around and spins around again this time using a drop toe hold on Rage before quickly moving to Rage's head and locking in another headlock.
Adams: Hardin has the right idea here.... Keep Rage grounded and stop him from throwing his weight away.
Simone: What the hell was that?
Adams: Not sure... but it was a blink and miss it move, which is keeping Rage down regardless.
Rage quickly begins to fight, as he powers up taking Hardin with him and the headlock still in place, but that is quickly broken as Hardin releases the hold and instead grabs Rage's arm and twists it before grabbing his head and back into another headlock. Rage again fights through it and gives a hard elbow into the ribs of Hardin. Hardin releases the headlock as Rage pushes Hardin towards the ropes, which Hardin bounces off the ropes and Rage takes a swing but Hardin ducks and as Hardin comes back at Rage, he hits a shoulder block on him and with Rage down on the mat and Hardin goes for a pin...
Simone: Rage is still in this match... Hardin needs to fight harder and wear Rage down.
Before the ref can count, Rage kicks out as he and Hardin then rise to their feet, where Hardin approaches and is met with a knee to the stomach from Rage, Rage then grabs Hardin and lifts him up onto his shoulder before taking a few steps around and slams Hardin down, Rage then slowly makes his way to his feet before letting out a roar before returning his attention back to Hardin, where he grabs Hardin pulling him and goes to whip him into the ropes before Hardin counters and pushes his weight up as Rage charges and connects with the turnbuckle shoulder first.
Adams: Here we go... Rage get some momentum going.
Simone: Briefly...
Hardin takes a few moments as he soaks in what he is doing, but as he turns he is met by a clothesline from Rage, who explodes out from the corner. Rage climbs back to his feet and smirks and raises his arms up bragging. He then returns his attention back to Hardin where he then begins to stomp and kick Hardin, who tries to roll away but focuses on his head following the clothesline. Crawling and stumbling away, Hardin get to the ropes, where he tries to force himself up but Rage catches up and puts a boot to the throat of Hardin and chokes him.
Simone: Why did Hardin stop... why didn't he continue?
Adams: Very costly for him... that clothesline has slowed Hardin down and now it's all Rage.
The ref moves in and begins to count, and as soon as he reaches three, Rage removes his foot as the ref admonishes him for the illegal choke, but Rage ignores it and moves back in and moves over and begins to unleash several punches to the head of Hardin, as the ref once again warns Rage but Rage again shrugs it off, while Hardin tries to use the ropes to get up but Rage once more approaches and picks up Hardin but only to hit another punch and Hardin goes down again.
Adams: Rage for a long while couldn't get into this match, but now that he is, he's making Hardin pay and doing it illegally.
Rage delivers a little bit of trash talk before dropping down and going for a pin...
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2...
Kickout...
Simone: First proper pin of the night and Hardin kicks out... although probably wish he hadn't. He is still feeling the effects of the clothesline.
Rage looks at the ref and argues it was three but ref just shakes his head and says it was two. Rage shakes his head and makes his way to his feet, where he grabs Hardin and pulls him to his feet, as he then hoists him up on to his shoulders, where he hits his signature move Anger Issues (Accordion Rack) before dropping Hardin down. Rage steps forward with a sick smile before turning and bending down and grabbing Hardin once more and picks him up and then lifts him onto his shoulders. Rage then charges forward and tries to do snake eyes on Hardin but Hardin wiggles out and Rage hits the turnbuckle chest first, as Rage backs away holding his chest, Hardin grabs Rage by the waist and hits a belly to back Suplex.
Adams: Hardin is in serious trouble now.
Simone: Well was in serious trouble... Hardin just hit a belly to back Suplex and it has brought Rage's onslaught on him to a stop but also the match.
Hardin rolls away unable to capitalise any further as Rage lays on the mat holding his head, as the ref is quick to move and check them both before making a count...
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3...
Simone: The ref checking both men before starting his count.
Hardin lays on the mat wondering where he is, while Rage rolls away himself holding his head.
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Rage grabs the ropes and sits himself up before getting to a single knee, while Hardin begins to stir and slowly crawls to the ropes.
Adams: Rage is the first to get to a knee, while Hardin has only begun to stir.
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8...
Rage gets to his feet and approaches Hardin, where he grabs him but Hardin surprises Rage with a small package...
Simone: A cheeky package roll-up here from Hardin, which almost catches Rage off guard.
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Kickout...
Adams: Very lucky.
Rage quickly rolls away from the situation and climbs to his feet, as Hardin grabs the ropes and pulls himself up, as Rage re-approaches Hardin and grabs him but Hardin surprises Rage with a slap to the face. Rage takes a few steps back holding his face, as Hardin moves back in only for Rage to hit a forearm to the side of Hardin's head.
Simone: Rage doesn't look to impressed with that slap to the face.
Adams: He responded back with a forearm to the side of his head. Looks like this could end up as a small brawl.
Hardin steps back and shakes his head, before moving back and gets into the face of Rage, but it quickly escalates and Rage and Hardin soon begin to brawl in the centre of the ring, where they trade hard shots back and forth, much to the delight of the fans, as Rage soon gets the upper hand as his shots stagger Hardin, which gives Rage the opening he needs and whips Hardin into one turnbuckle and he stumbles out, he repeats the process and whips him into another corner.
Adams: There you go a mini brawl just to spice this match up.
Simone: unfortunately it's short lived.
As Hardin stumbles out, he turns and right into a big boot to the face from Rage as Rage drops down and goes for a pin...
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2...
Kickout...
Simone: Big boot and cover from Rage, but Hardin kicks out.
Rage shakes his head and attempts another pin...
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Kickout...
Rage smiles, as he grabs Hardin by the hair as he gets to his feet bringing Hardin up with him, where he pushes him up against the ropes before backing away and then charges and hits a clothesline, which sends Hardin over the top rope to the mat below. Rage grips the ropes and looks down at Hardin before climbing over the ropes and drops down to the floor, where he approaches Hardin who is scrambling away from Rage, but Rage catches up with him and grabs him and pulls him up. Rage then goes to whip Hardin into the ring post, but Hardin counters and sends Rage into the post face first.
Adams: Rage isn't finished with Hardin here... and sends him out of the ring.
Simone: And his cockiness has backfire and Hardin sends Rage into the post.
Hardin slowly climbs back to his feet and dives into the ring, as the ref backs Hardin away and begins to count.
Simone: Good plan here from Hardin.
Adams: Looks like blood is coming from Rages nose.
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Rage grabs the ring post and ring apron to pulls himself to his knees, where he touches his nose and notices the blood, which Rage smirks and looks up at Hardin before rising to his feet.
Adams: Uh Oh... Rage has noticed the blood and look at the sick grin.
Simone: Hardin better be ready.
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Rage climbs back into the ring, but with him distracted of getting back into the ring, he fails to see Hardin moving in and dropping an elbow drop onto the back of Rage. Hardin climbs back to his feet and begins to stomp on Rage over and over. Hardin stops and then grabs Rage and pulls him to his feet, where he then hoists Rage onto his shoulder.
Adams: Hardin has somehow managed to get back into this match and is now looking to finish this and score an upset.
With Rage on Hardin's shoulders, Hardin sets up for the Eye of the Tiger (Reverse Torture Rack swung into a Black Hole Slam), he hits the torture rack, but as he goes for the black hole slam, Rage counters and grabs Hardin's arm and locks in the Locked in Hell (Kimura Lock).
Simone: What a counter from Rage... there is no way out of that the Kimura lock.
Hardin screams out but has no choice and taps out.
Adams: Rage has done it... Rage wins.
Justin: Winner of this match by submission... RAAGGEE!
Rage music hits over the p.a as he stands to his feet and raises his arm in victory.
Polly Playtime is seen backstage whistling a little bit, with the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship strapped around her waist. Finally she sees who she wants coming down the hallway, and it's a cameraman.
Polly: "Well gee Mr. Cameraman. You're late."
He is apologetic to her, but she shrugs it off.
Polly: "Just set up right over there, pointing right at the cardboard cutout I have of her over here."
It's only a few seconds before we can see a cardboard cutout of Mikah. The crowd has a mixed reaction upon seeing it, but then Polly pops right into the frame.
Polly: "It's highly unfortunate that I couldn't get the real thing, but that's totally alright, I get to do the same thing to her later tonight, so all is good. So, Mikah, what is that you said? That I'm unoriginal?"
Polly makes the cardboard cutout talk in her best impression of Mikah.
Polly: "Yes. You are also a Petty Polly."
Polly: "I beg your pardon Mikah, but I'm not. Do you even know what petty means? It means that something is of little importance. Oh I'll tell you this. I am NOT petty. And me bringing up your husband and J2H, that wasn't petty either. I was bringing up facts. I know full well that tonight is not about either of them. It is about the two of US, and THIS!"
Polly points down to the shiny Bombshell Internet Championship, which is sparkling the brightest it has probably ever sparkled before.
Polly: "That said Mikah, let's play a little game. In this game each time you repeat a word or an insult towards me, something bad will happen to you, and you'll just have to deal with the consequences. But don't worry, you'll get used to it. So, start talking. Now's your chance. Lay it on me, LOSER!"
Polly: "I'm not a loser. I made the other bombshells all strike for nine months. Count them, nine months!"
Polly sighs and shakes her head and immediately walks to something she has prepared. She picks up a toy super-squirter and aims it at the cardboard cutout, but instead of it hitting "Mikah" with water, it gets her with what looks like mud.
Polly: "That is just so unoriginal Petty Polly!
That warrants another squirting according to Polly. She squirts the cutout furiously this time before stopping and yelling back at the cutout.
Polly: "We'll see how unoriginal I am in that ring later on tonight Mikah! There isn't ONE unoriginal bone in my body, and you're going to find that out first-hand. You should be thankful to me! Thankful that you're even getting the shot that you have here tonight! Just like right now though, later, YOU LOST!"
Polly squirts her toy one more time, leaving the face of "Mikah" all dirty and not recognizable. Satisfied she walks away, her ammunition in tow. The cameraman focuses in on Polly leaving first, then once she's totally gone from his vision, he turns his camera back to the muddy cutout as the scene in the backstage area fades out.
Simone: "Wow."
Adams: "She was making her point clear. Nothing wrong with that. Nothing at all."
Simone: "The most important thing is that she needs to make her point out here, in the ring. I don't doubt that she's capable, but Mikah has already shown that she's capable of making a major impact on our bombshell division. Tonight Polly needs to show she is willing to do exactly the same thing."
Adams: "I have confidence in the youngster to do just that... and more!"
After Raab finding out that Henry signed him up for the Blast From the Past tournament, they walk around backstage to find the person they are looking for which was announced as they finally see a lady Lord Raab was teaming up with as Henry speaks to Evie Baang.
Henry Losak: "Hello there. I'm gonna be standing in the background in case Raab tries to attack you so I can stop him, but I told him his reasons for being in this tournament earlier."
Evie Baang: "In case he attacks me?"
Evie smirks towards Henry before looking up at her partner Lord Raab, with sin filled eyes.
Evie Baang: "Fuck aye? That would be Day."
Henry goes to behind Raab and Evie to stand in the background as Evie speaks again. She looks up at Raab almost begging him to speak.
Evie Baang: "Come on, big guy, loosen up those strings and hit me, with your words."
Henry could tell Evie was going to be a handful for himself and Raab by the way she was egging him on. Raab had no clue what to say at this point as it's only the 2nd time he's spoken to a women, feeling a little afraid to talk to her before Henry taps Raab on the shoulder before Raab speaks.
Lord Raab: "Um yeah I'm in the tournament because Henry's right, this tournament is about me trusting women in general."
You can tell from Lord Raab's body language he's nervous as he speaks again.
Lord Raab: "Ben's been working with me overtime to be a little more calmer outside of the ring, along with me being more gentle with people outside of wrestling. Winning the SCW title shot is not important, being able to trust women is and if I can trust you throughout this tournament, I will be more confident on talking to a woman and have a baby with Samuel as we are dying to be fathers."
A lot of people will question who would be a title contender if Raab didn't want the SCW title, but that will be addressed at a later time as he speaks again.
Lord Raab: "I may have trust issues with women, but this is a learning experience for me both in and out of wrestling. That's something you have to understand. What are your goals for the tournament?"
Raab was more than satisfied with what he said about what he said about his goals and dreams as he waits for Evie to respond to his question.
Evie Baang: "My goals? I want to win this fucking thing. So Raab I get that Ben has been working with you outside the ring and you want to be a better person so on and so forth. I get it but I need you to be the Monster that you are inside that ring... you need to be ruthless and you need to fucking want it. So here's the thing, I'll be the most trust worthy opponent you can dream of and I'll help you work today's becoming a father... just do not let me down out there because trust me, you might have a mean streak but mine, well... let's just say it would make yours look like child's play."
Evie winks at Raab who is a little taken back by her forwardness before Raab responds again
Lord Raab: "Oh so this is how it's gonna be? Acting all tough on me? What exactly would you do to me? Of course I'm gonna be a monster in the ring on being, brutal and ruthless because that's who I am. I really want to win so badly. My reasons are there already on why I need to fucking win the tournament. You better not let me down too because otherwise I will never achieve on trusting women ever in and out of wrestling."
Just as things got intense, Henry steps forward between Raab and Evie.
Henry Losak: "So we can come to the agreement we are all on the same page?"
Lord Raab and Evie just exchanged a nod of the head and a weird stare down as the scene fades back to ringside.
Adams: Lord help all the other teams, because crazy has been paired with crazy.
The lights in the arena drop down and "Sex Metal Barbie" by In This Moment begins playing. The ring crew brings out a wooden plank, meant to resemble the Mean Girls Runway, fastening it tightly to the ring, as it looks like it will fall apart at any minute. Before they can even disperse, the curtains open, and Celeste is wheeled out onto the ramp in front of a podium, wearing a black devils mask over her face from her Nobodies days. A spotlight appears on her as a man dressed in a potato sack walks out behind her, helping her down onto the stage. She is dressed in a pair of red hot pants and a Jealous Janis tank top tied just above the navel, and an opened hooded jacket. She has red streaks in her hair as she slightly pulls back her hood to show off her face, taking a drag from the cigar in her right hand. She struts along the "runway" slowly, showing off everything she's got, a cigar in her hands. She takes a puff of it and winks as she exhales slowly. She then flips her hair from side to side seductively as men wearing dress suits and potato sacks over their heads line the runway, taking photos of her. Celeste takes a puff from the cigar before dropping it to the arena floor. The first hooded man holds the ropes open for her as she enters the ring. She struts around to the music for a moment, shedding her black hooded jacket. She puckers up her lips as she blows a deadly kiss to the fans, mocking Mean Girls before heading back to her corner, looking around as her crew leaves the ringside area. She reaches outside of the ring to grab a microphone from Justin Decent, and she wastes little time in getting things started.
Celeste: I made a promise to myself, and to the fans, that if things didn't turn around for me by tonight, then this show will be my last SCW show ever.She has little emotion in what she's saying, and in kind, the fans hardly react to what she's saying either. She shrugs her shoulders as she takes center stage.
Celeste: Let's be honest... I've come out here for the last three months, and I've gotten inside of the heads of each of the Mean Girls, except one. It seems that Delia Darling is beyond mind games. I made it my goal to come out here and ruin Delia by tonight, but I've done little more than smack her around a little bit. She's untouchable, or so it seems. Delia?Before Celeste can continue, she is interrupted by the opening of "Amazing" by Hi Fashion. She simply shakes her head as the Mean Girls waste no time in filing out onto Celeste's own makeshift runway. They are hesitant as they watch their designer shoes laid upon the plywood stained from whatever salvage yard that it came from. Angelica sits on the ropes, holding them open as Mercedes enters the ring first. She looks Celeste up and down, dismissing her with her eyes as she steps to the side, allowing Veronica to scoff at her, flipping her two toned hair as she joins Mercedes. Angelica stares a hole through her as Delia pushes her way through the curtains. She is wearing a blast from the past of her own as she sports a white wedding dress, littered perfectly with black specks that form a design. She slowly walks down the runway, being careful as she enters the ring, giving nothing flashy to the fans. She waves Celeste back a few steps before she swishes the bottom of the dress from side to side. As she does, smoke begins to come up from the dress. She goes into a full swirl, as the dress catches on fire, causing the fans to gasp in shock and awe. As the flames whirl around her, they soon disappear, leaving a cloud of smoke in her presence. As it dissipates, Delia stands in a simple black catsuit, intentional black burn streaks going throughout her hair to give a two toned effect. She holds her hand out as Angelica happily fetches her a microphone. The music dies down, and Delia gives a small dramatic pause.
Delia: Oh, Celeste... Celeste, Celeste, Celeste... Darling, I passed on some very useful information to you when I took you under my wing. I taught you how to look at yourself as not a Nobody, but a Somebody. I taught you how to hone your skills. I taught you how to command an audience. But, z'ere was one s'ing z'at I did not teach you, because I've never had to apply it myself... I never taught you when to give up.
Crowd: BOOOOOO!!!
Delia: Yes, it was unfortunate. Well, allow me to give you z'e spoiler of z'e century... It is now. Go on. Leave our presence, because you are not wor'sy of our company. And, you never will be. You weren't good enough when you tried out as "Casey" in 2014, and you aren't good enough to sit wi's us now. You are excused. S'ank you...
Delia laughs, but seems to be laughing on her own. She stops and glares at the rest of the Mean Girls for a moment, until they start laughing too. Celeste watches this and raises an eyebrow in disgust and confusion. Eventually, Delia returns her glare to Celeste.
Delia: In case you didn't hear me z'e first time... you have been excused. I have an important announcement to make, and Blaze of Glory is z'e only stage grand enough for such an announcement... but you can watch it from z'e back like all of z'e losers in z'e Bombshell's locker room. Kay, byeeeeee...
Celeste: That just hurts... But, no seriously... I was in the middle of making an announcement, when you so rudely interrupted me. So, you can wait...Crowd: *POP!*
Delia: Um, nobody talks to Delia Darling like z'at. I am trying to be nice, and...
Celeste: That's the problem with the Mean Girls. You call yourselves Mean, yet you also say you're being nice, all while being bitches. That's where we're different. You try to act all innocent so people can't see what bitches you are. Me? I want each and every person in this building to know that I'm a bitch, if it's the last thing that I do.Delia: AND it will be... if you don't leave right z'is second, Heroine Barbie...
Celeste smirks wickedly as she listens to the deep stab from Delia. As Delia turns around, Celeste grabs onto the back of her head and rams it right into the corner turnbuckle. She drags her along as the Mean Girls try to stop her, but she pushes them back as she is determined to ruin Delia's face. The crowd cheers as the former Nobody gets the better of the legendary Mean Girl, all while Angelica, Mercedes, and Veronica chase after her. Celeste finally gets cornered by the Mean Girls, so she grabs onto Delia's neck and locks on a loose chokehold as a warning. She tells them to back up, but they inch their way closer. Each of the Mean Girls look to one another, and stealing a page from Celeste's own playbook, they let salmon pink clubs drop from the sleeves of their designer dresses. Celeste gulps as she finds her back against the turnbuckle. She mouths something to them, looking scared out of her mind, though it is clear that she enjoys the thrill. Finally, she lets Delia go, as Delia dramatically gasps for air. She looks at the Mean Girls and she begins shouting.
Delia: GET HER!!! DESTROY Z'IS NOBODY BITCH!!!
Mercedes walks past Delia, raising her club in the air as Celeste practically begs for mercy with her eyes. Angelica and Veronica flank Delia as they spin their clubs by their sides, menacingly. Delia continues to point at Celeste and command the Mean Girls toward her. As they approach, Celeste reaches around Mercedes and rips Delia's wig right off of her head, revealing a brown stocking cap containing her natural chestnut brown hair. Delia gasps as she goes to rip at Celeste's hair. However, she is caught in the face by Mercedes' club! The crowd falls silent as Mercedes gasps. She turns around to see Delia's nose bleeding on the canvas. Celeste uses this opportunity to ram a knee into Delia's face. Angelica and Veronica surprise everyone as they begin pounding away at Delia with their clubs! The former legend is not only struck by the overwhelming pain, but also the shock and awe of her friends wailing away at her. Mercedes is quick to join in, as Celeste stomps viciously at Delia. The legend bleeds out on the mat as she soon falls unconscious. The Mean Girls and Celeste give a few more shots each for good measure before they stop. Celeste looks to Angelica, Mercedes, and Veronica for a second as she walks over to the fallen microphone on the mat. She walks back in front of them, only this time, she stands over Delia's battered body. She looks down and spits right on her. She flips her hair up and out of her face as she unzips her jacket to reveal a pink, ransom print Burn Book Mean Girls shirt. The crowd boos as Celeste smiles wickedly, laughing into the microphone.
Celeste: Let this be a lesson to all of the basic, ratchet, busted, broken fucking bitches in the back who are surely going to come for me and MY crew... You are no Delia Darling. You are not worthy of standing beneath me like she is. She's my fucking trophy kill! I told everybody that I was going to be a somebody. The old Celeste North is dead, withering away six feet under. This new Celeste will be signing another contract, and she's not going anywhere! This Celeste is one Mean FUCKING Girl... Round two, whores...With that, Celeste drops the microphone to the ground as each of the new Mean Girls takes one final shot at Delia Darling on their way out of the ring. They walk to the runway, strutting confidently as they hold hands in a showing of solidarity. As they get to the curtains, they turn around and narrow their eyes at Delia, blowing her a fatal kiss, much more sinister and chilling than that of the former Mean Girls days. They disappear through the curtains.
Adams: Well, even after the events earlier with the Bad Boys, I must say... I did not see that coming.
Simone: I'm just... speechless...
Simone: Every single title in SCW is on the line tonight.......
Adams: Really? What about "Whitest Man in Wrestling" or The Fearless Championship?
Simone: Official titles, and the next match is no exception as Polly Playtime defends the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship against Mikah!
Adams: Mikah won the finals of the Bombshell Internet Championship Tournament on the last Climax Control before Blaze of Glory beating Raynin of the Fallen in the process but this will possibly be Polly's biggest challenge as champion yet.
Simone: How fitting that it takes place at the biggest event of the SCW Calendar, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship!
"I wish it could ALWAYS be Playtime."
Justin: Introducing first!
A girly laugh can be heard and "C'est La Vie" by B*Witched begins to play. After a few seconds, Polly Playtime appears from the backstage area and chooses to just stand on the stage for a few moments, letting it all sink in. The men in the crowd swoon as all the ladies in the crowd boo their hearts out. Polly comes back to it and winks her left green eye. The camera gets a good close look at that, sensing that Polly is ready to potentially do something evil.
Justin: "Making her way down the aisle, from Panguitch, Utah, she is the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Internet Champion, the girl that loves to play... POLLY PLAYTIIIIME!!!"
As her name is being announced, Polly then grins and skips off the stage and down the wrestler ramp. She gets down to the ring and skips one lap around the outside of it before hopping up onto the ring apron. She winks her left eye again and wears a maniacal grin before she slides into the ring under the bottom rope. Once inside the ring she stands back up and looks right over at the referee, again with evil intentions. She licks her chops and nods a few times as she stands in the middle of the ring, her entrance music just now beginning to fade out.
Simone: If you want to talk about someone who's taken SCW by storm since her debut look no further than Polly.
Adams: The fact that she won the Internet Championship in her rookie year AND has beaten the likes of Mercedes Vargas and Amy Marshall says a lot about this young lady's talents in the ring!
Justin: Introducing the challenger!
The arena fades to black before Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo begins to play and the arena then flashes with hot pink, neon green, and purple lights. Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.
Justin: From New York City, New York, 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.
Simone: Mikah has not held singles gold in SCW since Sam Marlowe ended her Bombshell Championship reign two years ago, but tonight could change that.
Adams: Not that it's been for a lack of trying on Mikah's part, I can count the number of opportunities she's had since then but I'd need my fingers AND my toes!
Simone: Her most recent attempt was at the last Supercard were she, alongside Melody Grace and Jessie Salco challenged Crystal Hilton for the World Bombshell Championship, I think it's safe to say that she's not happy about the drop down the card.
Jasmine calls the two blonde Bombshells to the center of the ring to go over the rules with them, however Mikah rolls her eyes in response before slapping the taste out of Polly's mouth before she can even hand over the gold to Jasmine, infuriated the Utah native takes a swing at Mikah with the title which Mikah ducks under before bouncing off the ropes and hitting the champ with a spear prompting Jasmine to call for the bell.
DING DING DING
Simone: And that's the second Supercard in a row where we've seen a match start early with a spear!
Adams: At least they didn't do it backstage!
Mikah's spear sent the Bombshell Internet Championship flying out of the ring where it is quickly retrieved by a stage hand who takes it to the timekeeper, meanwhile in the ring Mikah goes for a quick pin attempt on Polly 1......2......and Polly kicks out! Mikah argues with Jasmine but as can be expected from an SCW referee Jasmine is having none of it especially this early in the match, realizing that her arguments are falling on deaf ears Mikah picks up Polly only to be hit with a jawbreaker sending her stumbling backwards and once Polly gets to her feet she charges hitting the former World Bombshell Champion with a Hurricanrana.
Simone: We almost had a new record for fastest title match in SCW history and now Polly has Mikah reeling!
Adams: But Mikah just showed why she's a former World Bombshell Champion by rolling out of the ring and trying to slow Polly's momentum!
Polly stalks around the ring waiting for an opportunity to strike again but Jasmine orders her to back so that she can do her job, noticing that Mikah is near a turnbuckle that is just out of Jasmine's site Polly gets an idea before climbing out onto the apron whilst Jasmine continues to count out Mikah, once Jasmine's count reaches seven and it seems like Mikah is finally ready to return to the ring Polly makes her move getting a running start and doing a flip dive over the turnbuckle and onto Mikah forcing Jasmine to start her count over!
Simone: It's not often that we see Polly Playtime executing dives like that.
Adams: Against a veteran like Mikah? Going out of her comfort zone may just be what Polly needs to retain the Bombshell Internet Championship!
By the time, Jasmine's restarted count has reached five Polly picks up Mikah and rolls her back into the ring before following her in breaking Jasmine's count, Polly then follows that up by going for her first cover of the match 1......2.........and Mikah kicks out! Unlike Mikah Polly realizes that she needs to do a lot more than that to get the win over Mikah so she decides to switch tactics by climbing up to the top rope and waiting for Mikah to get to her feet.
Simone: This is where Polly is the most comfortable.
Adams: And it's also where Mikah's veteran instincts will kick in!
When Mikah gets to her feet she sees Polly on the turnbuckle and rushes up to meet her firing lefts and rights at the champion whilst screaming in her face that she's not a true champion, Polly responds to this by firing a single, powerful blow into Mikah's midsection doubling her over and knocking the wind right out of Mikah before she leaps over Mikah and hits her with a sitdown powerbomb! Polly holds on for the pin 1.......2.........and Mikah grabs the bottom rope forcing Jasmine to stop the count!
Simone: As you said Jason, Mikah's veteran instincts paid off there!
Adams: Polly might well have won the match if she had gone for a running Sitdown Powerbomb but because Polly hit the move so close to the ropes Mikah could break the hold!
Simone: Wait, I think Mikah just put something on her knuckles!
Polly celebrates thinking that she just retained the title but Jasmine is quick to correct her whilst Mikah measures up a punch, however just when it seems that Jasmine is about to catch her in the act Mikah quickly rolls up Polly and grabs the tights whilst using that as a cover to toss what is now clearly brass knuckles to the outside 1......2......and Polly kicks out, Mikah goes to leave the ring again but Polly isn't letting her get away that easily again as she grabs Mikah from behind looking for a German Suplex.
Simone: Polly goes for the Suplex..........
Adams: No! Mikah lands on her feet!
Polly turns around only to get clobbered by a Superkick from Mikah! Thinking that she has the match won Mikah goes for a lazy cover on Polly 1.........2.........and Polly reverses the pin attempt into a victory roll! 1.......2.......and Mikah kicks out! Mikah rolls through as both Bombshells get to their feet and Mikah goes for a European Uppercut but Polly dodges before going for a backslide, Mikah blocks the attempt and instead hits Polly with a Tiger Suplex!
Simone: Wow, my head's still spinning from all those counters!
Adams: And Polly's head is spinning from that Suplex!
Mikah goes for a proper cover this time around clearly learning from her mistake the first-time around 1......2......and Polly still kicks out! Mikah starts arguing with Jasmine again but as always Jasmine is having none of Mikah's nonsense and Polly is using this distraction to go to the top rope again, Polly looks like she's about to go for a High Cross Body but seeing this Mikah ducks down pre-emptively expecting Polly to follow through with the move, this proves to be costly as instead of going for the Cross-Body Polly hits a Shooting Star Press right onto Mikah's arched back!
Simone: We've talked for most of the match about Mikah's veteran instincts but you have to admit, that was some quick thinking on Polly's part!
Adams: And it probably hurt Mikah's back like a bitch to boot!
Polly rolls Mikah onto her back as she goes for a cover 1.......2.......and Mikah kicks out! Undaunted Polly decides that it's time that she ended the match and calls out for her finisher.
Simone: She's going for the Polly Pop! That's the move she used to take the title from Kate Steele!
Adams: And if she hits it again she'll retain the title!
Polly grabs a hold of Mikah's hair for the move but Mikah breaks it in rather unusual fashion by headbutting Polly square in the nose, Polly lets go to check if her nose is broken and Jasmine goes in to check on her but Mikah uses this opportunity to roll out of the ring and grab the brass knuckles she almost used earlier in the match, by the time Mikah is back in the ring she has the knuckles on her hand and Polly has confirmed that the headbutt did not break her nose she so charges.......right into Mikah's brass knuckles!
Simone: Oh, come on!
Adams: Don't tell me the title's going to change hands like this!
Due to the momentum Polly collapses into Mikah's arms following the punch and she uses this as a cover to discard the knuckles before Jasmine can see them, Mikah then puts Polly's clearly out cold self onto her shoulders and hits her with the Mikahangelo!
Simone: Where's instant replay when you need it?!
Adams: That's my line!
Mikah goes for a lazy cover 1.......2.........3!!!!!!!
Justin: Here is your winner and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPION MIKAH!
Simone: That is bullshit, I've disagreed with Polly's tactics several times since she won the title but she was robbed tonight!
Adams: You can bet that there will be a rematch!
Mikah celebrates her win whilst Jasmine checks on Polly.
The cameras skip backstage to find Melody Grace standing in the back hallways, looking up towards the wall that for tonight event had been covered with posters of past and present Sin City Wrestling Superstars and Bombshells. Her focus is on one picture in particular, Vixen Staggs. The photo is one of Vixen holding up the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Championship. The very same Championship that is draped over Melody's shoulder right now. The intense look in Melody's eyes says it all she is focused and ready for tonight match.
Melody: Vixen Staggs, a three time Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion...
The crowd screams out in support of Melody and for the fact that she just mentioned Vixen Staggs. Melody can hear the crowd and she smiles, however she knows not all the cheers are for her.
Melody: Will she or won't she become a four time Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion?
The crowd bellows out once more at the thought of Vixen winning the belt and making history again in Sin City Wrestling. Melody's smile turns down as she frowns at the thought of Vixen winning her championship away from her. Shaking her head from side to side Melody looks down at her left wrist.
Melody: Not on my watch... HEY!
Where her watch was meant to be was a vacant spot.
Melody: DESPY!!!!!!!
She shakes her wrist in a fake anger before she turns back to look at the poster of Vixen.
Melody: She you tonight, Vixen...
The scene fades on Melody looking up at the poster and fades back to ringside.
Adams: OH GOD Melody doesn't have her watch and she said not on my watch....
Simone: So let me guess were calling it, that Melody loses tonight because she's not wearing her watch?
Adams: Exactly Belinda... this is so sad.
The scene opens backstage to see Odette alongside her husband and Sin City Wrestling hall of famer Gabriel Stevens. Odette is locked in his arms as he hugs his wife after her victorious match. Her newly won Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Tag Team Title is draped over her shoulder and in the way of their hug but it doesn't matter as Gabriel's eyes stay focused on his beautiful wife.
Gabriel: And they said you didn't have it in you anymore?
His harsh tone brought a smile to Odette's face.
Odette: I'm pretty sure they all called me, old and washed up but here I am once again one half of the Sin City Wrestling tag team champions.
She faked a shock response that Gabriel could see right through.
Gabriel: Was there ever any doubt?
Odette pulled away from the hug to run her fingers through her curly brown hair with a wicked smirk on her face.
Odette: I don't know why people thought this wasn't going to happen... like I told them all; I'm royalty when it comes to the tag team championships. I mean the first ever tag team champion... that's me... oh and I married the WORLDS best tag team wrestler... so really this right here, tonight, was a given.
Odette looks down at her title belt with a confident smirk on her face. She loved feeding her ego and of course stroking her husbands.
Gabriel: Careful, you'll be put on blast for being too over confident.
Odette just smiled at her husband.
Odette: Let em' hate...
Gabriel just smirked down at his wife.
Gabriel: I'm impressed love, it's good to see the old you or should I say the real you again.
She slapped his chest as he said the "old" you before he changed his wording to please his wife and that's where the cameras panned out leaving Mr and Mrs Stevens to celebrate Mrs Steven's big championship win.
Adams: Those two give me couple envy... like hash tag relationship goals.
The camera opens up backstage where we find Misty walking down the hall. She smiles and waves politely at everyone who greets her as she walks past, but she doesn't stop to talk to any of them. She passes the Bombshell locker room and then the men's before she comes up to a door with a sign reading "Drake Green." She closes her eyes and takes in a deep breath before she gently knocks on the door.
Misty: Drake? Are you in there?
She waits a moment for a response, deciding if she wants to knock again. Just then the door swings open and Drake is standing there, with a freshly shaved face and trimmed short hair. He's surprised to see the former three time World Bombshell Champion.
Drake: Hey Mis...what...what are you doing here?
He cracks a smile. She smiles back and just shrugs her shoulders.
Misty: I figured I should be here when the Blast From The Past teams were announced, so here I am. I see you shaved.
She smiles again and folds her arms across her chest.
Drake: Yeah well....the beard gets annoying in the ring. How are you?
Misty: I'm doing pretty good. Been keeping busy with Owen of course, but I can't complain really. How's life been treating you?
Drake: You know, same old. How is the kid? He's doing ok?
He leans into the open door. Misty lets out a laugh and nods.
Misty: Oh he's fine. I think he's hitting the terrible twos a little early, but he keeps me on my toes. I almost feel bad asking one of my sisters to watch him if I'm away during this tournament. But they swear they don't mind. How's the married life going?
Drake laughs.
Drake: I think...it's going. You know me and relationships...
He smiles.
Drake: But it's working out. It's good to see you.
Misty smiles and lets out a quick almost awkward laugh.
Misty: That's good. And, it's good to see you, too. I just wanted to find you tonight and wish you good luck. Not that I think you'll really need it.
Drake: Yeah...well....kid's a punk. But he's good...
Drake rubs the back of his neck.
Drake: Thanks for stopping by. It means a lot.
Misty smiles and nods again.
Misty: Well, I'm not going to say anything bad about J2H. He's with Melody and Melody and I are friends, but that doesn't mean I was going to just ignore the fact you're facing him for the title. I still think you're a little crazy, but hey, it's your decision. You know what you're doing.
Drake: Yeah, you know me. Can't stay away I guess.
Drake gives her an unexpected hug.
Drake: It's really good seeing you.
Misty is taken back as Drake hugs her and she looks at him, slightly confused, but she thinks nothing of it.
Misty: Good seeing you, too, Drake. Maybe if you win tonight...
Drake raises an eyebrow at her and she laughs.
Misty: Alright...when...you win tonight...Since you'll obviously be sticking around for a bit, we could catch up sometime? Maybe? I'd hate to make Mikah mad or anything...
She grins and lets out another laugh.
Drake: She's always mad, might as well give her a reason for it.
He winks at her.
Drake: I'm gonna get back to stretching, getting old you know...
She laughs and nods.
Misty: I'm still older than you, but I know what you mean. Anyway, I'll leave you be. Good luck again, Drake. I'll be rooting for you.
Drake: Thanks again...
Misty gives him another quick hug before she turns and heads down the hall and Drake disappears back inside his locker room to continue getting ready for his match.
The cameras are moving around the arena as Jason and Belinda are preparing for the next contest.
Adams: I hope they have air traffic control on standby.
Simone: This should be a good match.
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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!
I'm Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers and as that happens we are able to see Christina Millar emerging through the backstage curtain and the roaring boos of the crowd are deafening. She isn't alone as her husband Jonathan comes out beside her. Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to pie face the crowd. The crowd boos loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie, and Jonathan stays attached to his wife.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first from Los Angeles, California, she is the self proclaimed Silver Screen Queen...please welcome Crystal Millar.
Her following of paparazzi meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another. She then runs up the steps where she walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split entering the ring. The crowd begins to go nuts and she waits patiently for the match to begin.
Adams: Crystal looks to be in great shape after spending a few months away.
Simone: Can she get back on the winning track after being gone for so long?
Crystal is leaning against the far turnbuckles when "Rise" begins to blare through the speakers. More boos fill the arena as Chelsea Payne walks out onto the stage. She stands at the top while slowing moving her head from side to side.
Justin: And her opponent from Manhattan, New York. She is Chelsea Payne.
Chelsea eyes the crowd before making her descent down the ramp. She hops up onto the ring apron while yelling at Holly Wood to keep Crystal back. Crystal throws her hands out toward Chelsea as Holly shakes her head. Chelsea leaps into the ring and poses for the live audience. The crowd lets out loud boos as both ladies are finishing their preparations for the match.
Adams: Judging the crowd's reactions, this is going to be really interesting.
Simone: Crystal might have a slight edge due to being a former World Bombshell and Bombshell roulette champion.
Holly looks at both girls before raising her hand in the air. She signals for the bell to ring as Chelsea springs out of the corner and catches Crystal with a quick corner splash.
DING DING DING!
Holly turns to see Chelsea chopping Crystal down in the corner. Each chop echoes throughout the arena as the crowd is chanting "WOOOO." Chelsea starts to smash several lefts and rights into her head as Holly is telling her to get Crystal out of the corner.
Chelsea grabs a hold of Crystal's arms, spins around before shooting Crystal off towards the corner diagonal from their position. Crystal strikes the turnbuckles hard as Chelsea comes charging at her. Crystal is still caught off guard as Chelsea connects with a vicious corner dropkick. The shot knocks Crystal back into the turnbuckles as she drops to a seated position. Chelsea doesn't let up as she springs off the second rope before connecting with a second dropkick. Both of her boots land squarely in Crystal's chest as Chelsea grabs a hold of her feet. Chelsea yanks her out from the corner and connects with a standing knee drop.
Adams: Chelsea is the first one to strike.
Simone: Can't say I blame her.
Chelsea goes for the quick pin attempt but doesn't even get a one count as Crystal kicks out immediately. Chelsea grabs a hold of Crystal by her head and slaps on a rear chinlock. Crystal's head is twisted to the point her left ear is nearly touching her shoulder. Holly is checking to see if Crystal was going to give up. Crystal is starting to stir as Chelsea drives three elbows directly into her shoulders. Chelsea then reapplies the rear chinlock as Crystal is still beginning to stir.
Crystal manages to get on one knee as she drives her elbows into the sternum of Chelsea. Crystal continues to slam her elbows into Chelsea before the hold is broke. Crystal then quickly strikes with a standing enziguiri. The kick staggers Chelsea as Crystal follows it up with a running STO driving the back of Chelsea's head into the canvas.
Adams: Crystal is starting to build some momentum.
Simone: This is something Chelsea should have avoided.
Chelsea is holding the back of her head as Crystal runs toward the ropes, springs off them and comes crashing down with a leg drop across Chelsea's throat. Chelsea grabs for her throat as Crystal strikes with a standing Moonsault. Crystal goes for her first pinfal attempt.
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The crowd is letting Crystal have it as she looks to be pleased with herself. Crystal runs across the ring as Chelsea is slowly getting back up to her feet. She is holding her head as Crystal comes flying through the ropes while driving Chelsea back first into the barricade.
Simone: Crystal throwing caution to the wind with that suicide dive.
Adams: I wonder who got the worst.
Crystal is the first one up to her feet as she starts to put the boots to Chelsea. She stomps a few times before picking her back up and holding her head. She runs toward the ring steps but Chelsea counters with a leaping bulldog. Crystal goes face first into the steel steps as Chelsea is leaning against the barricade. Crystal is grabbing at her face as Chelsea hops up onto the barricade. She walks along the top before turning to face the crowd.
She connects with a picture perfect Moonsault as the tip of her knee catches Crystal flush on the top of her head.
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Holly was allowing some leeway until she decided to start her count. Chelsea rolls into the ring then back out just to break up the count.
Simone: Chelsea showing some veteran instincts.
Adams: What will this do to Crystal's film career?
Chelsea lifts Crystal up by her hair and starts slamming her face repeatedly off the steel. After the fourth slam, Crystal blocks it and retaliates by slamming Chelsea's face into the unforgiving steel. Crystal then follows it up with a tornado DDT.
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Chelsea rolls into the ring and back out while breaking the count once again.
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Chelsea bends down to picks Crystal up but a small pool of blood has started to show as the cameras pan around to show a small cut on the forehead of Crystal. Blood is streaming down her face as Chelsea decides to make that cut a little wider but slamming her fist repeatedly into her head.
Adams: Oh my god! Crystal has been busted wide open.
Simone: Chelsea is still not getting any support from the crowd.
Chelsea picks Crystal up and sends her back into the ring. She then hops up onto the ring apron. She motions a little at the crowd before springing off the ropes and connecting with a 450 splash. Chelsea lands in a pinning combination.
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Crystal still kicks out as Chelsea looks at Holly and wonders if she is counting slow or something. As Chelsea is busy arguing with Holly, this is allowing Crystal to get back up to her feet. Crystal comes running at Chelsea but Chelsea ducks. Crystal staggers forward a bit but gets caught with Chelsea's spinning wheel kick.
Simone: Chelsea's Kickstarter. I do believe she got all of it.
Adams: This could be all she wrote.
Chelsea elects not to go for the cover right away as she walks over to the turnbuckle and shoots up to the top rope.
Adams: What is Chelsea doing?
Simone: This good either be a good thing or a dumb thing.
Chelsea thinks Crystal is still out of it as she stands straight up. She leaps off looking for her patent corkscrew shooting star press but Crystal moves out of the way at the last second. Chelsea crashes hard onto the canvas as she is grabbing her sternum.
Simone: That was really dumb.
Adams: Chelsea had Crystal beat but now that ship has sailed.
Crystal does somehow make it to her feet as Chelsea turns right into a chick kick from Crystal.
Adams: Flashing Lights, this could be it.
Crystal doesn't waste any time as she leaps up to her feet, grabs both of Chelsea's legs and spins her over onto her belly. She pulls her up a little before sitting down.
Simone: The Withering Rose is locked in tight.
Chelsea cries out in pain as she tries to crawl for the bottom rope but the pain becomes to much as she repeatedly taps her hand on the canvas.
Justin: Here is your winner by submission...Crystal Millar
"I'm Coming Out" strikes back up as Crystal releases the hold and slowly celebrates her victory. Her face is still covered in blood as she looks down at Chelsea. A quick smirk forms across Crystal's lips as she continues to celebrate.
Simone: Chalk up another win for Crystal.
Adams: Chelsea shouldn't feel bad as she put on a hell of a performance.
Backstage in the Alex G. Spanos Center, the Internet Champion Despayre and his father Synn are joined by Miss Rocky Mountains. Despayre is chewing gum and blowing bubbles while wearing his championship belt around his neck as was the norm, well -- HIS norm.
Miss Rocky Mountains: Fans, in mere moments my guest here tonight, Despayre, will face perhaps his toughest challenge to the Internet Championship when he competes in his very first Triple Threat match here in SCW. Xander Bishop and Calvin Harris have both stated a new champion will be crowned tonight. I was wondering what you thought the chances are of that very thing happening.
Miss Rocky Mountains holds the microphone out to Synn who usually does the talking when Despayre tugs on his shirt sleeve, distracting him. He pops a bubble as Synn leans down and Despayre whispers something in his ear.
Synn: Are you certain?
Despayre nods and Synn frowns.
Synn: But you always say you don't like talking to the camera.
Despayre shrugs shyly and says in a timid voice.
Despayre: I can do it this time.
Synn shares a look with Miss Rocky Mountains and then motions with a hand for him to go ahead.
Synn: Well then, by all means.
Despayre turns and looks toward the camera, but carefully averts his eyes just enough so that he's not looking directly into it.
Despayre: Well I hate to poo-poo everything Calvin Harris and Xander Bishop have been saying about one of them winning the title, but poo-poo!
He starts to hold up his fingers, counting off as he lists names.
Despayre: Rage. Matt Spears. Samuel Devereux. Travis Nathaniel Andrews. James Tuscini. Chris Shipman. Jeremiah Hardin. That's everyone I've beaten since I won the title, Rage being who I beat FOR the Internet title. But these two are talking as if who I wrestle is MY fault! Mark and Christian make the booking decisions, not me. At least those guys I named have won matches. Who have either of you beaten?
Miss Rocky Mountains's eyes widen and Synn purses his lips at his son's burn towards Xander and Calvin.
Despayre: Calvin won one match, against Jamie Dean, but that's it. But I didn't object when they said you two were my next challengers. I just said okay like I always do and just wrestle who they tell me to wrestle. I mean...
He holds his arms out and shrugs in confusion.
Despayre: What's the point in having a championship if you're not going to go out there and defend it against who you're told to defend it against or whoever asks you for a title shot? I think I've defended against some pretty good challengers. The way Calvin and Xander are talking about me, it reminds me of when I was teaming with Gabriel, Bernie and Rage. All people ever said was that the only reason I was so successful in tag teams was because of them.They acted as if I didn't even matter in the team or I'm not doing my fair share!
Despayre huffs and frowns.
Despayre: Point is, I'm the longest reigning Internet Champion. I've defended my title a lot! But those two are talking bad about me, and about my winning the title and my defenses and you know something?
Despayre looks at Miss Rocky Mountains.
Despayre: I'm tired of it! Well if they don't like my title reign, or if they don't think I'm a deserving champion...
Despayre looks into the camera.
Despayre: Then DO SOMETHING about it!
And the champ stomps off set, leaving his father and Miss Rocky Mountains looking quite surprised.
The scene switches backstage to hear the sounds of a harsh thick Australian accent.
Evie: AYE... OI... Roomie.
The cameras pans in on Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean celebrating their win backstage, while talking to SCW staff but the voice was coming from Evie Baang who was walking up behind them. She didn't care if she was interrupting them she had to let her Roommate know something. Ben turned around once he heard his "nickname" with a smile plastered on his face while Jamie Dean watched on confused.
Evie: Oh so you're not deaf, after all?
Ben just continued to smirk as Evie made her way over towards him.
Ben: Huh, what did you say?
Using his right index finger he brought it up to his ear as if to check if he could still hear, that action alone cause Evie to roll her eyes. Finally she was standing beside him and Jamie, but somehow this didn't look like a friendly visit.
Evie: Jamie!
Jamie: Evie!
Evie: Congrats.
Jamie: Same to you.
Ben watched on as they shared a brief conversation before his eyes before he spoke out.
Ben: If this is about me, jocks and socks, I told you... I'll pick them up when we get home.
Evie rolled her eyes once more before she let her roommate know what was bothering her.
Evie: I don't care, what I do care about is your little relationship with Raab and the fact that he is my blast from the past tag team partner I'm going to have to ask you... to leave him the fuck alone.
He looked down at her confused.
Evie: I don't need you and your Saint Ben, Jesus juice, clouding his vision. So please, just cancel all your little counselling appointments with the big fella, okay. Consider this a favour or a warning... whatever you want to call it.
Ben looked down at Evie with a semi frown on his face.
Ben: I can't do that Eves, he needs me... plus I think you'll thank me for it when he doesn't attack you every week.
Evie tilts her head to the side looking amused.
Evie: What's he going to do? Choke me out? I don't care... I need you...
She paused for dramatic effect of course as she looked between Jamie and Ben.
Evie: To leave him alone. Got it?
Evie didn't give time to answer as she just slapped him hard on his bare chest before walking off, not giving him a chance to say no. Jamie just looked at Ben and made the crazy hand signal around his right ear while Ben looked down at the glowing red hand print on his chest.
Ben: I wonder if I can get that tattooed and autographed... an Evie original.
Ben was smirking while Jamie was concerned for his best friend; however Ben Jordan didn't seem too worried at all. The scene quickly shifts back to ringside.
The fans in the arena see the SCW Tron turn on they see a packed out house as there camera circles the area the SCW fans see a purple ring in the center. They hear a loud pop from the LAW as they two start to look at the LAW Screen only to see the love SCW crowd looking back at them.
The SCW and LAW lights go out and we can hear acoustic guitars start to play Devil's Work through the arena and later followed by the double signing of Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats
The SCW fans start to boo as the LAW crowd look on trying to figure out what all is happening.
Dmitri walks out to the arena, all dressed in black or brown leather pants, a white blouse with his top buttons opened up. His eyes is piercing through the entire arena, as if he is searching for someone to drain his blood from.
While the SCW crowd boos the LAW crowd start to do the same as they watch live from the screen. Lights emerge throughout the crowd at both arenas as he starts to walk towards the SCW ring, everywhere he walks the spotlight follows him. Allowing him to be the only one that is in the light while the rest of the arena is in complete darkness (except for the lights from the crowd). He finally gets on the ring apron as he once again looks through the entire crowd before entering the ring and stand in the middle with a microphone on hand. He turns to look at the SCW tron. He points his mic at the tron and the spotlight that was on him creates a second spot light at quickie goes from him to the SCW tron.
Fireworks go off at the LAW arena
The lights in the arena start to go in and out in a purple light setting at both arenas. They flicker to the beat as the guitars and bass start to slowly play the notes 8 motes we start to hear the drums and violin kick in for 24 notes before a sudden 1 second pause.
All instruments kick in as LAW Breakout Champion Orchid come thru the curtains of the LAW arena she walks to the pace of the violin. She takes 3 steps and pauses as the violin stops she begins the 24 steps of Tai Chi stance.
Both SCW and LAW fans are heard cheering loudly as she gracefully moves forward a bit as the violin kicks back in she ends her forms and bows to the ring before walking to the pace of the violin.
The beat stops again for 2 seconds as Orchid is seen along the barricades leaning in with the fans as they cheer on. She turns around to look at those fans and bows as the beats kicks back in. She walks up the steps and goes thru the 2nd and top rope to enter the ring. The beat continues to play as the violin stops. She walks to the middle of the ring as the violin begins to play with the rest of the beat. Orchid lifts her right leg in the air 180% before falling over into a split and having her arms in a praying position. The violin still playing and she puts her head down.
Both crowds cheer on when all of a sudden we hear the SCW crowd.
This is awesome..... This is awesome..... This is awesome.....
Law fans start to chant along with the SCW fans. Dmitri looks on along with the SCW crowd. As orchids still in the split drops to her back. She then does a kit up while unstrapping her title from her waist, as she lands on her feet she also has the titles gracefully land on her left shoulder.
She turns to look at the SCW crowd She sees Dmitri looking on. Orchid nods her head as the fans begin to taunt each other
Crowd: L.A.W....S.C.W.... L.A.W.....S.C..W....
Orchid puts the microphone close to her mouth.
Orchid: Hello my LAW fans... And... and my SCW fans...
Both crowds cheer for Orchid. When all of a sudden the SCW crowd takes over the chants
SCW fans: We miss Orchid..... We miss Orchid.....
The L.A.W. fans begin to chant.
LAW Fans: Orchid's ours..... Orchid's ours.....
Orchid: Come on guys. I thank you all for the love but it's not about Orchid. It's about Dmitri and Orchid.
SCW fans: BOOOOOOOO
Orchid: You see LAW, the fans of SCW are booing my partner...It's okay he is used to it, but he is also used to kicking everyone's butt so I have a great partner for the Blast from the Past Tournament.
The LAW crowd claps as the SCW fans cheer loudly.
Orchid: You see Dmitri and I know that it's about team... what oh my god where are my manners. He's a SCW top talent he can address you all himself.
Orchid turns to look at the big screen, doing so she address the SCW crowd
Orchid: Do the SCW fans want to hear from Dmitri?
SCW fans: Booo!
Orchid turns around to face her own crowd
Orchid: Hey LAW do you all want to hear from...
Before she can finished we can hear the LAW crowd chanting... Dmitri! Dmitri! Dmitri!
Orchid lowers her microphone. She looks at the screen to look at Dimitri who waits for her to finish. Orchid bows at her partner to show him respect. Dmitri bows too to show his partner respect as well before putting the microphone to his lips and starts to speak
Dmitri: Good evening Orchid, SCW and LAW. Tonight's a night to end things so we can start of new. The night where i silence SCW tag team division and tag title gold as well as moving into the blast from the past tournament with..., Orchid
The crowds boo and cheer Dmitri from both feds as Orchid nods
Dmitri: I would've preferred Gothika to be my partner, but life swings in ways that causes us not to be able to pick sides, but i guess we must join forces to show others that only I shall fight J2H once more, just don't let me down Orchid
The crowd boos Dmitri as he ignores them
Dmitri: LAW, SCW Orchid its our time to fight!!
Orchid: Now see, you all want to boo this man, why? Because he can respect me enough to tell the truth. This is why I want him as my partner. Is he my first choice? Well let's see, he prefers Gothika and I can't blame him. That is like me saying I wanted Eyesnsane or Jon Dough.
The thing is, this is about two people who no one would have thought would ever team together. And now such a team is in this tournament. SCW fans you will all find out what LAW fans already now. The longest reigning Breakout Champion is here to win this thing and with a former SCW Internet Champion by my side nothing can stop us.
LAW fans go crazy as the SCW fans give them a mixed reaction.
Orchid: Just like Dmitri said, LAW, SCW it's our time to fight!! And boy am I ready for one heck of a fight.
Dmitri: We shall fight, the world will know that the blood of our opponents will be on the hands of those who put us together
Orchid: Now Dmitri please don't get mad at me but to show the world that I am willing to be on the same page with you.... Play my temporary music!
Devil's work(acoustic) - Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats (Dmitri theme song) starts to play in the LAW area. Dmitri nods his head after listening to Orchids words. Orchid bows at Dmitri as he once again bows at Orchid. Orchid walks up the ramp. She gets to the LAW Tron were we can still see the SCW fans try to boo but instead give Dmitri a mix reaction as Orchid watches on Dmitri bares his fangs while staring at her back.
The scene switches to one of the hallways in the Alex G. Spanos Center, Belinda Warwick adjusts her wrist tape as she walks down the hallway, heading towards the Justice League locker room to meet with her partner, Zuri. Belinda pushes the handle down and enters the room but stops abruptly, the camera peers over Belinda's shoulder to see someone sitting on a steel chair in the middle of the room, Belinda cautiously steps in as the camera looks at the person who is clutching hold of a barbed wire baseball bat.
Belinda Warwick: Who are you?
She edges closure to the person.
Belinda Warwick: What are you doing in here?
The camera focuses on the person sitting in the steel chair. Wearing black wrestling boots, white socks peering underneath them, torn denim jean shorts, a black t-shirt with a very worn Leather Jacket. The long brown curly hair covers the entirety of their face. Belinda is standing with fists clenched as the person stands up, swinging the baseball bat up to rest on his left shoulder, his taped white hands brushes his hair out of his face.
Belinda Warwick: I recognise you...
A small eruption comes from the crowd as Matheson stands before Belinda, he pulls out of his pocket a crumpled bit of paper and hands it to her, cautiously she takes it as he walks past her and exits the locker room. Belinda opens the bit of paper and looks towards the door with an uncertainty to her face. Zuri Chastain walks into the locker room and stands next to her Justice League partner.
Zuri Chastain: You okay?
Belinda Warwick: I don't know...
She shows Zuri the bit of paper, the cameraman wonders around the two to look at the paper, it zooms in to show the 'Blast from the Past' emblem and the names 'Drexel Matheson & Belinda Warwick" as the scene switches back to ringside.
Justin: The following contest is a triple threat match and is for the SCW Internet championship. Introducing first, the challenger....
The Lights throughout the entire Sin City Wrestling auditorium dim simultaneously on out throughout the entire theatre as it plunges into darkness as "Murder Was the Case" - by Snoop Doggy Dogg ft. Dat Nigga Daz begins to blare on out of the PA system, various screens throughout the theatre come to life showing that of XANDER BISHOP in the gorilla position, the camera focusing on his back and more so that of his name ("BISHOP") which can be seen having been stitched onto his custom jersey for the evening.
A single pulsating light comes to life shining down upon him, lighting up the stitching on his back for all to see. As the stitching of his custom jersey he can be seen wearing for the evening is seen by the fans of Sin City Wrestling, he swings around to face the fans, a devilish Cheshire cat like grin can be seen on Bishop's face serving as the perfect statement.
Justin: "Coming from Brooklyn, New York he weighs in tonight at 227 pounds, he stands approximately 6'0" inches in height... he is Poppin' Off Records hottest selling artist he is... "THE NEW DYNASTY" of Sin City Wrestling he is the one the only... XANDER BISHOP!!!"
As Bishop's name is heard he slowly begins making his way on down the entrance aisle his ring attire can be seen consisting of a pair of custom made black and Urban Graffiti print harem pants/Drop-crotch trousers which can also be seen having his surname if "BISHOP" in graffiti going down the left legging, echoing the color scheme of the jersey he can be seen wearing for the evening. Bishop also can also be seen sporting a fitted or snap-back flat billed ball cap with the same logo embroidered on the front, a compression sleeve on his left arm, and a matching pair of basketball shoes matching the motif of his attire.
He can be seen slowly getting closer to the ring as he's swarmed with various Boo's and cheers along with various chants; both of approval and disapproval of the youngster as he slowly walks around to the black steel steps as he, methodically, walks on up them as the boo's, cheers and chants of both approval and disapproval continue to be heard, as he slowly slithers on up the side of the nearest ring post like a snake as he does he throws out his arm (viva The Rock) as he continues to soak in the love and hatred he's receiving from the nearby fans and those around the arena showing their support and non-support for him as he awaits for his opponents arrival.
Justin: And his opponent and second challenger....
Inside the arena the fans were sitting on the edge of their seats waiting in anticipation for the next bit of action to take place. With that being said Bullet For My Valentine "Your Betrayal" began to hit the arena's speakers. The guitar riff kicking it all off and it was something the thousands in attendance were able to recognize from the start. Didn't take long at all for those fans to begin to change their tune. They went from being excited for action to completely and utterly loathing the show. All because of who was about to make their to the ring.
Only a few seconds had passed since the song began to play. That's when the curtain could be seen being slowly pulled back. Stepping out a moment later happened to be none other than the man known as the Martyr of Pro Wrestling himself, Calvin Harris. Seeing the man caused the crowd to uproar again, but this time with louder boos and jeers. All of them hoping that this was going to be enough to get him to go away. However they should've known better than that. Standing center of the stage, Calvin looked around the ring with this smug smirk on his lips. The type of smug smirk that would make people want to knock it right off his expression.
That being said Calvin found himself stretching his arms out to either side of him. Almost like he was encouraging the crowd to give him more hate. For this was something that actually motivated him and something that actually drove him. Like puppets the fans gave in booing even louder and vocally expressing their hatred for him anyway that they could. After a few moments he lowered his arms back down at his side and began to slowly make his way down the ramp.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen. Introducing at this time all the way from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds. He is known as the Martyr of Pro Wrestling. . . CALVIN HARRIS!
Hearing that announcement put the crowd on edge. It was like they were hearing nails running down a chalkboard. Not a pleasant situation at all. Again they were vocal getting louder with their boos. At this point they were so loud it was hard for people to even hear themselves think. Let alone begin to form an actual thought that made any sense. By this time that he had been introduced to the crowd. Calvin was halfway down the ramp, seemingly taking his time. That smirk of his remained on his expression as he let out a couple of chuckles at those fans he deemed pathetic. Though, he had finally made it to the end of the ramp.
Calvin took a couple of steps towards the ring and reached up with his right hand grabbing the middle rope. He proceeded to pull himself up onto the apron and onto his knees. He pushed himself right up to his feet and in a pretty swift motion. He lifted one leg over the middle rope, ducked down under the top, and found himself right in the ring. That's when Calvin took it upon himself to take the nearest turnbuckle. He climbed it right up to the second rung and looked out at the booing crowd. Not a single one of them were backing down from how they felt about him. Something that was just making him happier and happier with each boo he heard.
All of the sudden he brought his hands up and out to each side of him while tilting his head back a bit. It was almost like he was in a position where he was forcing the crowd to "bask" in all his glory or as if he was wanting them to "praise" him. Something that wasn't going to happen. Not even on his best day. That taunt remained for only a couple of seconds. At least until the theme song found itself fading out. At that point Calvin turned himself around leaping down from the turnbuckle and found himself bouncing around on his two feet waiting for the next bit of action to take place.
Justin: And their opponent...
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, he is the SCW Internet Champion -- 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.
DING DING DING!
The three look at each other across the ring, but Harris quickly charges towards Bishop and the two men start to trade punches.
Simone: We know there's no love lost between these two.
Adams: Bishop's gotta be careful no to blow himself out too soon, this is his second match of the night.
The two start to trade blows, but Bishop gets the upper hand by cutting Harris off with a knee to the gut. Xander catches Harris with a quick uppercut, sending the Martyr stumbling away and holding on to his jaw. Harris turns around and Xander catches him with a European uppercut, sending his rival to the canvas. Xander turns around and Despayre just stands waving at him. Xander raises an eyebrow before charging towards the Internet champion, but Despayre ducks a clothesline and Xander bounces off the ropes. As Xander returns, Despayre jumps in to the air and takes him over with a monkey flip, sending Xander flying through the air. As Despayre gets to his feet, Harris moves behind him. Calvin jumps up and grabs Despayre's head and drops backwards with a backstabber!
Adams: Despayre never saw that one coming.
Harris puts his arms out to the side as the fans boo. He looks down towards Despayre and picks up off his feet, holding his hand under Despayre's Jaw and hits him hard in the face with his right hand, leaving Despayre on his back. Harris stands over him and motions for a belt around his waist before he picks Despayre up. Harris grabs Despayre by the wrist and whips him hard in to the corner, causing him to crash back first and fall forward. Despayre gets to his knees, but Calvin pounces, catching Despayre with a superkick to the jaw while he's on his knees! Despayre doubles backwards and Harris drops down next to him, rolling him properly on to his back and goes for the pin while Jacob Summers drops down to make the count.
1....
2....
Bishop breaks up the pin!
Simone: No messing around from Bishop there.
Adams: All three men have mentioned not only on scwrestling.net that they believe they will be Internet champion, but they've had more of a bu
surrounding them on social media, than leaked videos on a Friday night.Simone: Too soon Jason.
Bishop looks at Harris crawling away and charges at him, planting a kick to his ribs, sending him towards the ropes. Despayre gets to his feet but Bishop wastes no time, moving in towards Despayre. As Despayre bends forward, Bishop charges at him and catches him with a knee to the jaw, knocking the Internet champion down. Bishop moves towards the ropes, facing the crowd and start to moonwalk backwards before dropping an elbow on Despayre's chest!
Adams: Now that's a new one on me.
He moves over towards Despayre and wipes his feet on the champion.
Simone: Well that's just disrespectful!
He lifts Despayre back to his feet and puts him in a suplex position before lifting him up. Bishop spins around as he holds Despayre in the air and drops him backwards. Bishop continues the attack by whipping Despayre at the ropes. As Despayre comes bouncing back, Bishop ducks his head and Despayre leap frogs over Bishop. Despayre stops as he lands and turns around. Bishop turns around expecting Despayre to be charging back towards him but Despayre stomps on Bishop's foot.
Adams: He does that so much, he could probably give it a name.
Bishop hops on one foot and Despayre jumps in the air, grabbing his head and planting him with a tornado DDT! Despayre rolls Bishop on to his back and goes for the cover. Jacob Summers drops down to make the count.
1....
2....
Harris pulls Despayre off!
Simone: Despayre trying to end this one early.
Harris pulls Despayre off and moves behind him, lifting him up in and atomic drop position and charging him towards the ropes. He throws Despayre over the top rope, sending the Internet champion crashing hard!
Adams: Holy damn!
As Harris turns around, Bishop charges and jumps towards him with a step up enziguri, but Harris ducks the move, sending Bishop landing hard on his face. Harris smirks as Bishop gets back to him knees and slowly on to his feet, doubled over and charges at him. Harris jumps up in the air and puts a leg out, crushing Bishop's face in to the canvas with a famasser. Harris stands up and waits for Bishop to return to his feet. Bishop does and moves towards Harris, who lifts him up with a pop up powerbomb! Before Jacob can drop down and count, Bishop rolls away and out of the ring. He waves his arms to the ring and shakes his head before walking towards the ramp.
Simone: Bishop has had enough of this one.
He starts to walk up the ramp as Harris stands in the ring with his hands on his hips, the crowd boo Xander's choice, but Despayre catches up with him half way up the ramp and spins him around, catching him with a shot to the jaw! He takes Bishop's head and runs him back down the ramp and throws him in to the ring! Bishop gets to his feet and puts his head through the ropes to yell as Despayre, but Despayre catches him with a shot to the jaw, sending him flying backwards towards Harris, who pulls him down in to a schoolboy pin! Jacob Summers drops down to make the count.
1....
2....
Bishop just gets a shoulder up!
Adams: Despayre just nearly cost himself the match, no matter how unintentional.
Harris and Bishop get to their feet, but Despayre gets back on the ring apron. He runs to the ropes and climbs on the turnbuckle. Despayre jumps off, nailing both men with a dropkick! Harris and Bishop roll out of the ring and Despayre gets to his feet. Despayre charges at the ropes and dives over the top rope with a suicide dive, crashing in to both men!
Simone: Despayre just put everything on the line there.
The three men lay outside the ring, brething heavy.
Adams: There's no count outs in this match, there's no DQs in this one.
Harris starts to stir, slowly getting to his knees and moving towards the ring. Harris reaches under the ring and pulls out....
Simone: A basketball....?
Adams: We're in a basketball arena Belly.
Harris bounces the basketball as he waits for Xander or Despayre to get to their feet. As Xander does, Harris throws the basketball in to his face, sending a stunned Xander stumbling backwards. Harris bounces the ball again and dribbles, gripping the ball with both hand and leaping on to the steps and flies off, looking like he's about to dunk the ball, but wraps his legs around Bishop's head and pulls him over with a hurricanruna on the outside, sending Bishop over the rail and in to the bleachers!
Simone: Oh my God!
Despayre gets to his feet but Harris throws the basketball towards Despayre, who catches it, but Harris charges him and catches him with a running enziguri! Harris stands up, listening to the boos around him, but ignores them as he jumps over the rail and in to the bleachers.
Adams: This is not a safe place to be.
Simone: Not for the fans either.
Adams: That's who I'm talking about.
Harris grabs Bishop by the head and nails him with a hard shot to the back throwing him up the steps. Harris drags him to a break row in the bleacher and tosses Bishop down the row. Harris kicks Bishop in the ribs, forcing him to roll down the row. Bishop moves near the edge.
Adams: This is a dangerous place to be.
Calvin charges at Bishop and kicks him in the head, sending Bishop rolling off the edge. Bishop grabs on to the edge, hanging from the bleachers but Harris stomps on his fingers, sending Bishop off the bleachers and crashing to the floor!
Simone: Someone might wanna get round there to check on Xander.
Harris moves to the end of the row and looks down at the fallen Xander. He stands right on the edge and jumps off the a four fifty splash, crashing down on him!
Adams: Holy god! That was at least fourteen feet high!
The camera moves around to a close up of Harris on top of Xander.
Simone: He can't pin him out there.
Harris stands up, a wide smile on his face and holding up one finger, mouthing the words "one more time" before walking towards the bottom of the bleachers. He starts to walk up the steps, but a fan puts his foot out, tripping Harris over as he goes past him, Harris lands on his face.
Adams: Ummm, Calvin Harris isn't known to be nice to fans even when they don't trip him.
The fan hides behind a big box of popcorn, but Harris knocks it out of his hand, only to show Despayre as the fan, Despayre pokes Harris in the eye, sending him spinning around, before placing his boot in the seat of Harris' pants and kicking him down the stairs to the guard rail.
Simone: Now that was funny stuff!
Despayre picks Harris up and throws him over the guardrail, before jumping on to the guardrail, standing up straight with amazing agility. Harris stands, half bent over and Despayre jumps off the barrier, sunset flipping over Harris and lifting him over with a flipping piledriver on the outside!
Adams: What a move!
Despayre gets up first and grabs Harris by the head and rolls him in to the ring. He gets in to the ring behind him and goes for the cover. Jacob Summers drops down to make the count.
1....
2....
Harris just kicks out on 2 1/2!
Simone: This match is something else!
Despayre gets to his feet first and waits for Harris to return to his. As he does, Despayre kicks him in the gut and drops him down with a sitout facebuster, driving Calvin's face to the floor! Despayre gets up and waits for Calvin to return to his knees and as he does, Despayre charges at him with a shining wizard, catching Harris on the jaw and knocking him backwards. Despayre moves towards him, but Bishop gets in the ring behind him and lifts Despayre up with a swinging lifting cobra clutch slam!
Adams: Bishop is alive!
Simone: And nailing Despayre with a Club Banger!
Bishop quickly drops on top of Despayre and Jacob Summers drops down to make the count.
1....
2....
Despayre kicks out!
Adams: Bishop nearly caught Despayre by surprise there and took this one!
Bishop stands up, looking around the crowd and doing the handgun firing, Poppin' Off Records gesture, drawing loud boos from the crowd. Bishop gets to his feet and whips Despayre in to the corner. He walks over and pulls back his fist before driving it in to Despayre's jaw. Xander crouches down and lifts Despayre on to the top rope and catches him with another short, sharp jab. Xander starts to stand up, lifting Despayre up with him.
Simone: Xander looking for a superplex.
Xander lifts Despayre in to a superplex position, but Calvin Harris charges and jumps in the air, grabbing Xander Bishop and pulling him off the ropes as he lifts Despayre. Harris drills his knees in to Bishop's back as Bishop lands the superplex on Despayre!
Adams: Christ! I'm running out of words for this one!
Harris looks towards both men and crawls towards them, draping an arm over each and Jacob Summers drops down to make the count on both men.
1....
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Both just about kick out!
Simone: This match is making me breathless!
The three men lay on the floor for a few seconds before each start to stir. Harris and Despayre get to their feet first and Harris catches Despayre with a huge shot, but Despayre fires one back. Bishop returns to his feet and fires a shot at Despayre, but Despayre catches Bishop with a roaring elbow. Harris sits in wait and Despayre turns towards him, and Harris fires a superkick at Despayre but Despayre ducks before catching him with one of his own. Harris flies backwards at the force of the kick but uses the momentum to bounce off the ropes and crash in to both men with a huge and sickening spear!
Adams: Did you hear that sound? Harris could have broke the ribs of two men at the same time!
The three men lay on the floor, breathing hard as a crowd chant starts to echo around.
Crowd: This is awesome! This is awesome!
Despayre starts to stir, as does Bishop and Despayre locks him in a side headlock and returns to his feet, Harris gets up and Despayre jumps, locking his legs around Harris' neck and flipping both men over with a London Bridge. Harris and Xander slowly get to their feet and Despayre charges at them. Both men grab Despayre as he runs towards them and lift him in the air with a double flapjack, Despayre flying at great height!
Adams: A little higher and he coulda grabbed the light.
Despayre lands hard and crawls towards the corner but Harris throws a quick kick and spins in front of him, and pulls him in to a piledriver position.
Simone: Harris could be looking to end this!
Bishop wiggles free, grabs Calvin's arm and twists it, before kicking him in the gut and going for the underhook, but Harris drops to his knees and catches Bishop with a low blow! Harris stands up and pulls Bishop in, lifting him up and dropping him with a package piledriver!
Adams: Art Of Betrayal!
Calvin covers Bishop and Jacob Summers drops down to make the count.
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Despayre flies off the top rope and lands on Harris with a 630 senton, breaking the count.
Simone: Where did he come from?
Harris rolls off of Bishop and Despayre take his place, covering Bishop and Jacob Summers drops down to make the count.
1....
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3!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match and STILL SCW Internet champion, DESPAYRE!
Adams: I can't believe it. We could have just witnessed one of the greatest matches in SCW history with these three men.
Simone: Every one of them put everything on the line and I don't know how, but Despayre barely managed to come out with his belt.
Jacob hands the title back to Despayre, as the crowd chant.
Crowd: THAT WAS AWESOME! THANK YOU DESPY! THAT WAS AWESOME! THANK YOU CALVIN! THAT WAS AWESOME! THANK YOU XANDER!
Adams: There's not a fan in the arena that's not on their feet, cause ladies and gentlemen, THAT is what you call wrestling.
The scene switches to one of the hallways in the arena, focusing on a sign next to the door which reads 'Staff Only', smoke appears to be filtering underneath the door as the cameraman knocks on the door. The door slowly creeps open and Interviewer Scott Oliver peers his head around the door, smoke comes out from above and below his head, Scott tries to fan the smoke with his hand whilst giggling inappropriately and fake smiling at the camera. Scott then faces the camera but realises he hasn't got his microphone, he steps back into the room and grabs a microphone, closing the door behind him he begins to walk down the hallway towards the locker room area.
Scott Oliver: Follow me guys and gals of the SCW-Verse!
Scott Oliver coughs.
Scott Oliver: I don't get nearly as much air time as Rocky Mountains or Pussy Willows! I'm going to make this count!
He turns the corner and stops dead in his tracks, the cameraman follows suit as the hallway is dimly lit, a shadow of a man stands in the middle of it with light peering from behind him. A huge shadow appears on the floor as Scott Oliver looks in shock, wiping his eyes with the back of his sleeves, he then looks just above the camera.
Scott Oliver: You are seeing this, right?
A muffled 'yes' comes from behind the camera, Scott looks towards the dark figure as he slowly edges towards him, the cameraman staying close by to hear Scott say in a small voice.
Scott Oliver: I shouldn't of eaten a whole bunch of those muffins, man.
The light in the hallway begins to flicker back on to reveal the man standing in the hallway, wearing his traditional get up of black boots, denim jean shorts, black 'SCW' t-shirt under a very worn black leather jacket, a barbed wired baseball bat in hand and his long curly hair brushes behind his ears. Scott Oliver looks like he's seen a ghost as he stops dead in his tracks, once again looking above the camera to speak to the cameraman.
Scott Oliver: You are seeing Matheson, right?
Again the cameraman says 'yes' as Scott stands next to Matheson, lifting the microphone up, glancing to and from the camera before speaking.
Scott Oliver: It has been a long time since we've encountered you, Matheson, what are you doing here at Blaze for Glory?
Matheson places the baseball bat onto his shoulder and smirks at Scott.
Matheson: The biggest moment in my short career happened at this very event, I never expected to be propelled into the main event and challenge for the World Heavyweight Championship, yet that was exactly the scenario and I fell well short of achieving that dream. But I heard about a certain tournament that happens this time of the year, six years in the making, highlighting the TRUE legends of this profession and celebrating their lives with a monumental tournament. The Blast from the Past!
Scott nods his head as Matheson continues,
Matheson: And even thou I haven't spoken to anyone here in Sin City for all that time, I personally came and entered my name forward for it, I didn't expect to be accepted and thought I'd be told that my entry wasn't valid. BUT It wasn't and this year I'm going to grace the Blast from the Past tournament, with whomever my partner is, and I'm going to do what I failed to do the first time round. Win this tournament, get another chance at the SCW Championship, and becoming your Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion!
The camera zooms in close to Matheson' face
Matheson: Big words from someone who hasn't stepped inside the six sided ring for a number of years, big words from someone who may not be the best wrestler here on the roster, we may not even get passed the first round but if I don't focus on the ultimate goal... where is my fuel coming from? I love to hurt, brutalise and destroy people but if I come and fall at the first hurdle through lack of clarity, then it is my fault again and I have lived with that regret for far too long, no.. I am going to win this tournament with my partner and together we'll get our chances to reign supreme here in Sin City Wrestling!
Matheson lowers his baseball bat, stares at Scott Oliver who's eyes bulge out of his head, Matheson smirks as he brushes past the interviewer and walks out of sight. Scott lowers his hand down holding the microphone, pulling a tissue from his pocket and wipes his forehead, he lets out a cough as the scene switches to ringside.
The camera opens up inside the Bombshell locker room where we find Misty quickly grabbing her things, preparing to leave. Following her confrontation with Belladonna Grey, meeting with Brother Grimm and a reunion of sorts with Drake Green, she's in quite the emotional mood and doesn't seem interested in staying for the rest of the show. That is, not until the door to the locker room swings open and World Bombshell Champion, Melody Grace, bursts inside, rushing straight up to Misty.
Melody: Misty! Why didn't you tell me you were going to be here?!
Melody throws her arms around Misty, happy to see her. Misty drops her bag and hugs Melody back, trying her best to look happy.
Misty: Well, I had to keep it a secret so I couldn't tell you.
Melody takes a step back and frowns at Misty. Misty laughs and shakes her head.
Misty: I didn't mean it like that. It's not that I didn't think you could keep a secret. It's just that I wanted to keep it a secret from everyone including you. Sorry.
Melody waves her hand and just smiles.
Melody: No biggie! I'm just glad you're here! I'm sorry you have to team with the Bogeyman, but...do you think you can set up a meeting between me and him?! I've been trying to find him for months now!
Misty can't help but laugh at Melody's desire to meet Brother Grimm, face to face. But that also worries her.
Misty: I still say you're crazy for wanting to meet him, Melody. Just being around him gives me the creeps. Look, I'd love to talk, but I was just getting ready to leave.
Melody frowns, pouting out her bottom lip.
Melody: Wait...you're leaving? But...the show isn't over yet!
Misty: I know, Melody. But, I have to get out of here. I have a lot to think about, but I really need to get back to Owen right now. I just want to hold him in my arms right now.
Melody continues to pout.
Melody: But...you have to stay to cheer me on in my match! This is a huge match for me and I need all the support I can get!
Misty: I understand, Melody. I really do. I know you and Vix will put on a hell of a match, though. I just...I have a lot on my mind right now and I don't want to bring any negative vibes to your match or anything. I know you'll do great out there.
Melody: Where is that little cutie of yours anyway?
Misty takes in a deep breath and grabs her bag again.
Misty: Dixie came with me for this trip and she stayed at the hotel with Owen. I would have brought him here, but he's becoming a major handful so I didn't want him wreaking havoc backstage.
Melody: Ahh who cares?! You should have brought him so he could see his favorite Auntie again!
Misty smiles and lets out a laugh.
Misty: I'll be sure to keep that from Roxi...
Melody: Hey, I'm always the favorite Auntie. You know that! But, anyway, you HAVE to stay for the rest of the show! Pleeeeease?!
Melody pouts out her bottom lip, begging Misty to stay. Misty stares at her for a moment, still prepared to leave. But the longer she stares at Melody, the more she realizes that there is no way Melody will let her leave. She eventually lets out a sigh and drops her bag.
Misty: Alright, fine. I'll stay. But if Owen is mad at me for not coming back sooner...
Melody: Than you can just give him to me for a bit and I'll make him all happy again and give him back...maybe. Yay!!! I'm so glad you're staying!!!
Melody throws her arms around Misty again and squeals in delight. Misty just shakes her head.
Misty: You're something else sometimes, you know that?
Melody: Now all we need is Roxi back and Team Super Sprinkles Unicorn Lovers United is back in business!!
Misty: Yeah...good luck with that one. And I'm not back permanently, Melody. I could be eliminated in the first round.
Melody waves her hand, waving off that thought.
Melody: Oh please. You're back and you know it! Now...I just need to bug Roxi to bring her butt back!!! I'm so excited!!!
Misty: Have it it, Melody. Now get out of here and go get ready for your match. And good luck out there!
Melody: Thanks! I'll see you later!
Misty pats Melody on the back and Melody turns and walks out of the locker room. Once Melody is out of sight, Misty's face falls and she sinks down onto the bench, burying her head in her hands, trying to process everything that has happened tonight.
Christian: Sin City Wrestling is proud to present the first tour of 2017! Due to popular demand, for the first time ever, we are heading to the Midwest and Eastern regions of the United States!
April 02 - Chicago, Illinois - Joseph J. Gentile Arena
April 09 - Detroit, Michigan - Michigan State Fairgrounds Coliseum
April 16 - Philadelphia, Pennsylvania - Tom Gola Arena
April 23 - Washington, D.C - Bender Arena
April 30 - Boston, Massachusetts - Matthews Arena
May 14 - INTO THE VOID VI - New York City, New York - Carnesecca Arena
"Bounce" blares through the speakers as SCW Hall of Famer Vixen comes walking out from behind the curtains. She is wearing a camouflage top with black trousers. Her hair is flowing freely in the breeze as she waves toward the crowd.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it will be for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship. Introducing first the challenger, she is Sin City Wrestling Hall of Famer, VIXEN
Vixen continues to smile as she makes her way down the ramp. She slides into the ring where Drew Patton is waiting to pat her down for any hidden objects.
Adams: Vixen looks to be in great shape.
Simone: It was a complete shock to us all when she was announced as Melody's challenger.
Adams: Vixen is a former Women's champion and she could becoming a two time champion here tonight on the biggest stage of them all.
Melody's theme song kicks in as she comes bouncing out from behind the curtain while holding the women's championship firmly on her shoulder. The crowd is going absolutely insane as both female competitors are seemingly crowd favorites. Melody raises the championship high into the air as she glances around the arena.
Justin: and her opponent, she is the current reigning and defending Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion....please welcome Meldoy Grace
Melody begins to descend down the ramp as she greets a few fans in the front row. She continues to smile and joke around while hopping up onto the ring apron. She raises the belt high into the air again before turning to face her opponent for the evening. Melody gives a quick nod of her head before leaping over the top rope. She takes a few steps forward while giving two thumbs up for everyone in the arena.
Simone: Melody is in such a good mood considering she is facing one of the pioneers of this division.
Adams: Melody has proven in the past that even pioneers are no match for her fighting spirit and highly charismatic lifestyle.
Drew Patton takes a step over and pats Melody down before taking her championship belt. He stands in the center of the ring and lifts the belt high in the air while turning in circles. Both Melody and Vixen eye the grand prize the winner gets at the conclusion of this match.
Adams: Melody has what we like to call Champion's advantage.
Simone: That's right Jason. Melody doesn't necessarily have to beat Vixen but outlast her. Vixen does have to beat Melody by pinfal or submission.
Adams: When you think about all the dream matches in this company, this right is one of them.
Drew Patton hands the title off to one of the ring techs on the outside before checking to make sure both combatants are ready to begin. Both ladies give him a firm nod of their heads as Drew wiggles his finger in the air.
DING DING DING!
The bell sounds as Melody and Vixen meet in the center of the ring and proceeds with a handshake. After the handshake, they start to circle each other. The crowd is clearly split down the middle is half of them are chanting for Vixen while the others are cheering for Melody. Melody and Vixen once again meet in the center of the ring but this time they come together in a collar elbow tie up. Both women are jockeying for position.
Melody gains the quick upper hand as she places Vixen in a side headlock. Melody holds it in for a few seconds before Vixen fires a couple forearms into her midsection. The third forearm shot sends Melody back a bit as Vixen charges for the ring ropes. She bounces off them and connects with a running shoulder block. The shot knocks Melody down as Vixen bounces off the second set of ropes. She runs over Melody before Melody pops up and connects with a picture perfect dropkick.
Vixen goes down as Melody quickly hooks Vixen in another side headlock. The hold isn't in long as Vixen places Melody's head between her legs forcing Melody to kip up. As Melody lands on her feet, Vixen strikes with a headlock takeover which Melody counters with a quick head scissors. Vixen kips up out of it as both ladies are sitting on a knee as the crowd is going crazy.
Simone: Both ladies are so evenly matched, one mistake could lead to an advantage for one of them.
Adams: I don't think this crowd is going to help either. Just listen to them utilizing their first amendment rights.
Melody and Vixen start to circle each other again. They go to meet in the center but Melody changes her movements at the last second and connects with a low dropkick to the left knee of Vixen. The shot causes Vixen to buckle as Melody follows it up with a unique body scissors. With Vixen on her back, Melody uses this opportunity to pick Vixen's leg up and stomp it a few times. Melody isn't known for her ground game but this strategy seems to be working.
Adams: Melody looks to be softening that leg up for her calf crusher submission hold.
Simone: Melody caught Vixen off guard which allowed this to happen.
Melody continues to hold onto the injured left leg as she rolls Vixen onto her stomach while wrenching the leg back and sitting down. The single leg Boston crab is locked in as Vixen is struggling to fight out of it. Drew Patton is asking if she wants to give up but she shakes her head. Vixen places both hands onto the canvas before powering herself up with her arms. She does manage to roll back over onto her shoulders before kicking Melody several times with her good leg. The fourth kick rocks Melody as Vixen takes the time to roll out of the ring.
Melody is still a little stunned as Vixen tries shaking some blood back into her injured left leg. The crowd continues to be split as Vixen starts to walk on it. Melody has regained her senses as she walks over towards the ropes. She leans through them only to get a vicious enzuigiri to the side of her head. Melody staggers back as Vixen hops back onto the ring apron. She springs off them and connects with a Lou thesz press. While on top of Melody, Vixen starts raining multiple right hands into the cranium as Melody is struggling to cover up.
Vixen gets back up to her feet and motions for Melody to get back up to hers. As Melody is doing so, Vixen fires back with a basement dropkick which knocks Melody onto her back. Vixen doesn't waste this opportunity as she goes for the quick pinfal attempt.
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Adams: Vixen knew that wouldn't be enough but the fact that Melody had to expend some energy was worth it.
Melody is getting back up to hers as Vixen comes running at Melody and connects with a wicked DDT which plants Melody head first into the canvas. Vixen does elect not to go for the cover as she follows the DDT up with a standing backflip where she drives both of her knees directly into the sternum of Melody. Vixen drives most of the air out Melody's lungs. Vixen then goes for the cover.
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Melody just barely gets her shoulder up as Vixen goes for the cover again.
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Melody again kicks out as Vixen doesn't look to be upset. Vixen is back up to her feet as she charges toward the ropes. As she is coming back, Melody catches her with a quick drop toe hold which follows up by floating over into another side headlock.
Adams: My word, the quickness Melody just shown us was incredible.
Simone: And we are right back where we started.
Melody wrenching back on the neck as Drew is checking to see if Vixen wants to give up. Vixen manages to roll over causing Melody's shoulders to be on the mat.
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Melody kicks out while releasing the hold. Vixen slowly starts to make it back up to her feet as Melody comes charging at her. Melody catches Vixen with a head scissors before tossing her half way across the ring with the hurricanrana. Vixen grabs a hold of the ring ropes and uses it to get back up to her feet. Melody comes running and catches Vixen with a running knee which knocks Vixen out of the ring.
Simone: It's not a true championship match without a little activity on the arena floor.
Adams: Melody knows Vixen has to pin her or make her submit to beat her. This is sound strategy.
Vixen is starting to get back up to her feet as Melody is gripping the ring ropes with her hands. She waits before slingshotting herself out of the ring. Vixen moves out of the way at the last second causing Melody to land chest first onto the arena floor. Gasping for air, Vixen fires off a few stomps to the sternum and chest area as the crowd hasn't let up with their chants and cheers. Vixen bends down, picks Melody up by her hair and rams her face first into the announce table. She follows that up by driving Melody back first into the side of the ring. Vixen then performs a high hip toss which causes her to slam Melody down hard onto her back.
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Drew has already began to count as Vixen quickly picks Melody up off the floor. Melody gets halfway up before sending Vixen head first into the steel ring steps. The steps dislodge as Vixen is grabbing at her head and neck. Melody makes it back up to her feet, leaps up onto the ring apron then performs a running cannonball right onto Vixen.
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Drew is yelling for both ladies to get back into the ring. Melody is the first one up as she rolls in and out of the ring. The actions do stop the count momentarily as Melody walks over towards Vixen. She grabs Vixen up by her hair but Vixen counters with a sudden jawbreaker. Melody staggers back as Vixen uses the steel steps to perform a spinning 540 kick knocking Melody down.
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Simone: Vixen needs to get this action back into the ring so she can win the match.
Vixen hears the count starting up again as she picks Melody up and tosses her back into the ring. Vixen follows by climbing up onto the apron then onto the top turnbuckle. Drew is telling Vixen to get down from the top rope as she is in position for something drastic. Melody senses something off as she quickly gets back up to her feet, leaps up onto the top turnbuckle and tosses Vixen off with a wicked belly to belly suplex.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Simone: The crowd stole the words right out of my mouth.
Adams: Oh my god.
Both ladies are down as Drew checks on both before standing between them.
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He starts to count as the crowd is still buzzing from that last move performed by Vixen.
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Both ladies are starting to stir as Drew continues to count.
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Melody is up first but looks to be favoring her right arm. Vixen soon follows as she is still a little groggy from the top rope belly to belly. The count stops as Melody comes rushing at Vixen. Vixen side steps her causing Melody to bounce off the ring ropes chest first. Melody staggers back only to get taken down by a reverse Neckbreaker by Vixen. Vixen goes for another cover as Drew slides into position.
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Melody barely rolls her shoulder up as Vixen is starting to wonder what it will take to put Melody away. Vixen is already back up to her feet as she leans against the top rope. Melody is slow to get up as Vixen bounces off the ropes but gets caught in a very quick victory roll from Melody.
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Vixen kicks out as she quickly gets back up only for Melody to catch her with a backslide.
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Vixen kicks out again as Melody is trying to think what to do next. Melody decides to sit on the ropes waiting for Vixen to get up. Vixen does as Melody looks to fly off but Vixen counters with a quick dropkick of her own. Melody lands awkwardly as Vixen starts to set Melody up for falling from grace.
Adams: The end is near. Vixen is looking for Falling from Grace.
Simone: She hits this then it's all over.
Vixen lifts Melody up but she somehow squirms her way out of Vixen's grip. Melody lands on her feet directly behind Vixen. Vixen is shocked as she turns only to get met with a superkick.
Simone: Good lord, that nearly took Vixen's head off.
Adams: SUPERKICK!!! Wait...I didn't know Melody had that in her arsenal.
Vixen falls onto her back as Melody looks around before grabbing Vixen by the arm. She positions her near the turnbuckles before leaping up, connecting with a split legged corkscrew Moonsault.
Adams: MellyPOP! I do believe that's all she wrote.
Simone: Man, what a match.
Melody lands in a pinning combination as she grapevines Vixen's leg and holds her arms close to her body.
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Drew signals for the bell.
Justin: Here is your winner and still World Bombshell Champion....Melody Grace
Melody's theme kicks back in as Drew hands her back her championship belt. She hugs it tightly against her chest. Drew than raises her arm in the air as she raises her belt into the air as well.
Adams: Now that is a champion
Melody pauses her celebration and proceeds to check on Vixen.
Simone: Sportsmanship is such a beautiful work of art.
Adams: Vixen put up a hell of a fight but it just wasn't enough.
Simone: What a match Jason, Vixen Staggs certainly didn't disappoint.
Standing up slowly in the ring, Vixen brushes the hair out of her eyes and looks over the fans as she moves towards the ropes where she is met by Spike Staggs who has moved down the ramp. Vixen drops and rolls under the bottom rope and sits up on the apron to give one last look into the middle of the ring as fans chant "Thank you Vixen!" which pulls her attention from the ring to the crowds in the stands.
Adams: The fans are letting her know how they feel.
Simone: I hope that maybe this might show her that she needs to stick around in SCW.
With a final look at the fans, Vixen focuses on Spike and mouths the words 'let's go home' as she lightly jumps off the apron and into his arms. Moving up the ramp, she is stopped by Spike at the entrance and he turns her around to face the crowd once more before holding her arm up as Bounce begins to play. With a final wave of her free hand, Vixen and Spike Staggs turn and disappear behind the curtain
Simone: What a match Jason and we still have the Main Event of Blaze of Glory with Drake Green challenging for the Heavyweight title of J2H.
Adams: I can't wait!
The cameras pan backstage after the battle of Vixen and Melody Grace to see the Champion Melody walk through the curtains after she celebrated with her fans. As she steps through the curtains she is met by the one and only J2H. James has his match up next so she was ready and waiting in the gorilla position for his victorious girlfriend. It doesn't take Melody long to spot him as she rushes up towards him giving him a super hug.
J2H: See, I told you. You had nothing to worry about.
James holds onto Melody as she hugs him before she backs away smiling.
Melody: She almost beat me several times James, I think I just got lucky out there.
She was being truthful but James wasn't having a bar of it.
J2H: Bullshit, you beat the Hall of Famer all by yourself and you made it look easy.
Melody frowned at James, she didn't like when he under minded her competition. As they two lovers continued to look at each other a stage hand gave them the signal that J2H was needed for his match.
Melody: Well it's your turn baby, give him hell.
The smirk on James face grew as he looked down at his girlfriend.
J2H: Tell the driver to get the tour bus ready, because I'll be back before you know it and we can get out of this hell hole and go back home.
Melody rolled her eyes as her boyfriend called Stockton a hell hole.
Melody: I was thinking we could stay here the night, they have some amazing sights to see around here.
J2H: I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that.
She frowned again but the frown was only short lived as James made his exit, however as he stepped past Melody he made sure he left a kiss on her cheek. The scene quickly shifted back to ring side.
The sound of laughter is heard as the cork pops out of a champagne bottle. Celeste holds onto it as she pours the wispy bubbles into the flute glasses each of the Mean Girls and Bad Boys are holding. Dax comes up behind her and wraps his arms around her as he kisses her deeply. She kisses him back as she spills champagne on her shoes, not seeming to care beyond a bit of laughter. Mickey and Mercedes clink glasses as Giani and Veronica do the same. Xander Bishop makes his rounds, obnoxiously clinking each and every single person's glass along the way.
Xander: Bruh, tha' was mad dope! Ain' nobody see' i' comin'!
Mickey: Tonight was top notch, I 'ave to admit.
Angelica: The looks on those disgusting fan's faces was just... I can't even right now el oh el...
They all fall into laughter and celebration as they begin to file into the limo waiting for them in the parking lot. The music is blasting from within, but they can still hear the footsteps approaching them. Ms. Rocky Mountains walks up with microphone in hand, excited to have caught the super-stable before they left.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Dax! Celeste! We have to know! What led you two into joining the Bad Boys and Mean Girls respectively? Everyone has been buzzing about it backstage.
Dax: No comment...
Celeste and Dax are the only two not already inside of the limo. Dax is waiting for Celeste to get inside, but she simply stares at Rocky, savoring the moment, and the temporary feeling of power that she now has.
Celeste: I'm sorry, Rocky... but you're gonna have to wait two weeks until Climax Control returns, to get your answer. You know... when we're goddamn good and ready to give it to you. It's been a pleasure, well, not really... but we've got a party waiting for us back in Beverly Hills, so... buh-bye bitchcakes...Dax scoops Celeste up in his arms as she giggles loudly, screaming as he falls inside of the limo. There is a loud commotion from everyone inside at this, until the doors close, and the limo starts to drive away. Celeste leans out of the sunroof, champagne in her hand as she lets out an obnoxious "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Rocky just shakes her head in disappointment.
Just minutes from the main event, J2H waits behind the curtain ready for his match when Ms. Rocky Mountains approaches the champion.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: J, can I have a word?
J2H looks towards her but looks past her, seeing someone else.
J2H: No, fuck off, I need to...
He walks away, clearly walking towards someone as the camera following him. He stops in front of Rage.
J2H: Just the person I wanted to see.
Rage looks down at the smaller man.
Rage: What do you need?
J2H looks up at him and starts to talk.
J2H: Man, I got this weird feeling about tonight.
Rage waves him off.
Rage: You're not gonna lose. Drake Green is a fucking hack. He don't deserves to be in the ring with anyone, let alone getting a shot at the title.
J2H: Oh trust me, he ain't gonna win bro, but the little bitch seems hell bent on trying to embarrass me. I think he has a plan for after I beat him. He knows I've beaten better than he is and he knows he has no chance against me, but I get this feeling he's got something else up his sleeve.
Rage: I know Drake Green is fucking stupid, but he's not that stupid.
J2H: He is. I think after I beat him, the little has been bastard will be attacking me and trying to steal my title or something, so I need you to do me a solid.
Rage: Yeah?
J2H: I need you to stay by the curtain and do not let him leave here with my title. No matter what, do not let him steal my title away from me. Do whatever it takes to keep him from a title steal.
Rage nods his head and looks at J2H.
Rage: Believe me, Drake Green will not be leaving here with that title.
J2H: Thanks big man.
J2H reaches out shaking Rage's hand as the camera cuts back to ringside as Justin stands in the ring, ready to announce the main event.
The lights in the arena dim down as the light above the ring brightens. Referee Jasmine St. John steps foot inside of the ring, joining Justin Decent.
Simone: Fans, we are getting set for our Main Event of the evening. The second straight SCW legend returning to the ring in a World Championship match!
Adams: Two back to back legend's matches! First Vixen and now Drake Green!
Simone: And let's take a look at just how all of this got started between J2H and Drake Green.
Inception II
01/22/2017
J2H's music hits and he gets back to his feet as Drew Patton brings his belt over to him and raises his hand in victory. Jamie Dean rolls out of the ring a few seconds later, slowly making his way to the back, defeated.
Simone: Well, J2H's reign continues. Jamie fought like hell but it wasn't quite enough.
As J2H stands in the center of the ring, celebrating with his belt held high, someone slips into the ring from the stands.
Adams: Wait...did you...
The man slams James in the back of the head with a hard first, nearly knocking the SCW World Heavyweight Champion out cold.
Simone: Oh my God that's...
Adams: It's DRAKE GREEN! It's DRAKE GREEN!
The crowd erupts as Drake, in street clothes consisting of a flannel shirt and jeans, gets on top of J2H, grabs him by the hair and begins to pummel the hell out of the Champion's face. After a few moments of beating, Drake gets up. He paces around the ring with a look of rage in his eyes before grabbing James and shoving his face into one of the ring posts, busting his nose and sending blood spewing out J2H's face in the process.
Simone: Someone has to stop this. Drake's not even a contracted employee of SCW. This is an assault, Jason.
As Drake goes to grab James again, Drew Patton finally tries to step in a grabs Drake's arm. Green, almost on impulse, turns around and cracks Patton square in the face, causing blood to pop out of HIS nose. As if running on pure rage, Drake turns back to J2H, picks him up off of the canvas and tosses him down to ringside. He hops down, grabs James, and begins to repeatedly slam the Champions face into the steel guardrail. Over and over and over again.
SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!
Blood flies everywhere, as J2H is unconscious but still getting his face rammed into the steel. Finally a team of referees and security officers runs out from the backstage area and rushes to pull Drake off of James. After a few attempts they are successful as Drake just throws his hands up into the air before hopping the steel barricade and disappearing into the crowd. As he leaves a medical team rushes down to ringside to attend to the near comatose SCW World Heavyweight Champion as the quiet crowd looks on.
Climax Control
02/05/2017
J2H: Of course he's not, because he knows what a mistake he's made by doing this, he has no clue just how much I am going to beat his head in to the ground.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: But you know Mark Ward will not hiring him back again, you know he'll make every attempt possible to stop Christian Underwood from doing the same.
J2H: Well if he won't bring it back for the fans, then I'm gonna go to Chicago and beat him up and down the Windy City. Believe me, Drake Green has hell to pay for what he took from me, because that can never be replaced. Now I'm gonna find Mark Ward and get him to give the people what they want, and that's me stomping that irrelvant piece of shit Drake Green, in to nothing.
He stands up, picking up the championship belt and walking off camera, leaving Ms. Rocky Mountains to ponder his words.
Climax Control
02/12/2017
J2H: I won't forget it. I won't forget what a coward he is, so if you won't make it happen, I will.
J2H turns and looks at the camera.
J2H: Drake Green, if you're sitting out there listening, I'm not asking you to, I'm demanding you meet me in the ring next week. I'm not playing nice, prove to these people you're not a spineless coward and show yourself. Prove to the world you're a man and not some little bitch.
Climax Control
02/19/2017
Drake: No.
J2H: Excuse me?
Drake: The answer is no, James. The reality of your situation is simple. You talk a lot of shit and whether it's because Rage has been up your ass for months or sheer dumb luck, no one has been able to shut that mouth of yours. Someone had to do it and it might as well have been me. You keep talking long enough, you keep poking that bear, well eventually the bear is gonna hear you. Don't be mad 'cause someone finally cashed that check your mouth has been writing. But that's all it was, J; a smack in the face to teach an arrogant kid a lesson. I'm retired. I was before Inception and I am after it. You're just gonna have to find some other guy to talk shit about.
Drake drops the mic and turns to walk away as a noticeable hum of disappointment rolls through the crowd.
Simone: Well there you have it, folks. Drake Green will not face James in the ring.
Adams: Can't say I'm surprised, Belinda. He's retired.
As Drake goes to leave the ring, James gets visibly enraged.
J2H: What's wrong with you Drake? Are you a fucking coward? Are you too damn chicken to get back in the ring with me? Too scared you're gonna break your old man hip? Just go back to being in Mikah's shadow, you gutless pussy!
Drake turns back around and gets in J2H's face and J2H's throws his microphone and his SCW World Heavyweight Championship down to the canvas. The two engage in another epic stare down but this time, after a moment, J2H slaps Drake across the face.
Adams: Oh no.
Drake snaps. He tackles J2H to the mat and mounts him before he unleashes a vicious attack of heavy right hands. After an amount of punishment, J2H is able to unseat Drake and then slip out under the bottom rope and down to ringside. Drake goes after him and jumps down to the floor only to be met with a hard left from the record setting Champion, which backs him up. J2H takes advantage and goes on the offensive and the two begin to beat the living hell out of each other.
Simone: This is pandemonium. J2H is out for blood!
A dozen referees and security guards head down to ringside and try to break them up, pulling both men apart.
J2H: I'll fucking kill you!
Drake: Let go of me!
The two continue to try and get to one another when "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward comes down to ringside and starts to yell at J2H, who eventually backs off. Ward backs J2H up as the referees and security start to escort Drake out.
Adams: Finally some order.
Just as the scene seems to clear up, Drake breaks through the hoard of security surrounding him and sprints towards J. He tackles him into the steel barricade and starts to slam him with right fists again before the security team pulls him off once more.
Climax Control
02/26/2017
J2H looks down at the title belt before looking up at Drake.
J2H: This is what you want?
J2H turns his head towards the crowd, waiting for J2H's answer. He leans in to Drake Green, picking the pen from the table.
J2H: You got it.
He signs his name on the contract as the crowd burst out in cheers.
Adams: We're gonna have a title match! J2H Vs Drake Green!
Simone: This could be the biggest main event in the history of SCW!
Drake goes to sign the contract but before he does, he stops at looks back up at James.
Drake: There's one catch, James. The last time we met for that belt someone interfered on your behalf. You never beat me one on one. So let's make this clear...if anyone of your cronies....including that half cocked has been Rage gets involved in that match....that title will change hands with a DQ or countout!
The crowd cheers again!
Drake: You wanna beat me.....You're doing it One....Two....Three......
James incensed and the crowd, along with Mark Ward, is loving it. After a moment of throwing a temper tantrum.....J2H speaks.
J2H: Fine! Sign the damn contract!
The crowd cheers as Drake signs his name but as soon as he does, Rage bursts in out of nowhere and attacks Drake.
Adams: Come on!
Mark Ward shrugs his shoulders and slides out of the ring as the two men start to beat on Drake. Rage picks up the Hall of Famer and tosses him into the air and then mid-air, J2H lands a hard jumping kick to the back of Green's head.
Simone: SOLID GOLD!
Referees and security immediately run down to the ring to protect Green as the crowd lets out thunderous boos. Rage and James slip out of the ring, with J2H patting his SCW World Heavyweight Championship and smiling as the referees attend to the fallen Drake.
The video feed ends and we return to the ringside area...
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the MAIN EVENT of Blaze of Glory VI! It is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship!
The fans cheer!
The lights dim and soft white lights fade back in. The drums from 'Burning Down the House' by the Used? begin to play. A bit of smoke trickles over the stage area and the crowd rises to their feet, beginning to cheer. As the guitars kick in heavy, bursts of pyrotechnics go off around the stage that elicits a loud reaction 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. His hair dripping wet and his t-shirt half soaked through. The crowd continues to cheer as Drake's smile only gets wider. He raises his arms up over and over, motioning for the crowd to get up on their feet.
Crowd: Massive cheers.
Green, still with a large smile, stands tall in long blue tights with his "DG" logo on each leg, a Male Symbol in his waistband, and blue matching kickpads with male symbols on the front. He is wearing white wristbands and his wet black, skin tight, t-shirt has his "Miss Me?" written on the front and "The Show Must Go On" 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 chorus the song kick in, Drake makes his way down toward the ring, slapping the hands fans on either side of the railings but losing his smile a bit as a focused look comes over his face.
Justin: Introducing first the challenger! Weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, from Chicago, Illinois, welcome back to Sin City Wrestling .......DRAAAAAKE GREEEEEEEN!
Drake acknowledges 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, taking in the cheers. 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, handing his t-shirt to the referee.
Simone: It has not been since Summer XXXTreme IV in July of 2016 since we last saw Drake Green inside of the six-sided ring!
Adams: I hope he put that match with Scott Sanders past him because it didn't go his way.
Simone: Indeed it did not but the stakes here tonight are even higher as the World Championship is up for grabs! And if anyone knows anything about Drake Green, the gold is what it's all about for that man!
The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.
Justin: Introducing his opponent! Being accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, he is J2H!
Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. The SCW World Heavyweight championship sits around his waist. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and in to the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H look to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns to his opponent, looking him up and down before the match starts.
Adams: Can someone, anyone, beat J2H for the world title?
Simone: That is a question that countless people have been asking for months! Dmitri was unable. Despayre was unable. Nobody who has set foot in the ring against J2H has been able to hand him a defeat.
Adams: And if nobody who's active could, it's going to be even harder for Drake Green. The man's been out for almost a year!
Simone: Indeed. That much time away will play a role here tonight, I don't care what your status is as an SCW Hall of Famer.
J2H hands the championship over to Jasmine who first shows it off to Drake Green, who pats his hand on it for luck. The official then holds the title belt up high to all corners of the building, and the growing cheers only intensify!
Adams: It doesn't get any bigger than this! The world title!
Simone: Between a current legend and a certain future one!
Jasmine then hands the belt out to Justin and signals for the bell.
Ding!
Ding!
Ding!
And champion and challenger, veteran and younger generation, emerge from their corners and circle the ring, keeping their eyes on one another; open disdain on each man's face. They pause center ring, and Drake lunges for the lock up but J2H plays mind games by dodging it and ducking between the top and middle rope. Drake tries to go after him but Jasmine intervenes, forcing Drake back a few steps so the champion can step back in. J2H is wearing a smile as Drake shakes his head, beckoning the champion forward. They begin circling again, and again they go for the lock up -- and AGAIN J2H hurries over to the ropes and ducks through to avoid locking up with the challenger!
Adams: Oh come ON!
Simone: I think J2H is just trying to get under Drake Green's skin.
Adams: Well he's sure getting under mine!
And Drake's as he grabs J2H around the waist from behind and tries to pull him back inside and J2H holds onto the ropes, preventing it!
J2H: GET HIM OFF ME!!!
Jasmine has to physically grab Drake and pry his arm from J2H's waist and she separates him from his hated rival! Drake argues with the referee, and J2H returns to the inside of the ring. The champion brushes his hair back nonchalantly and he and Drake finally jump at each other, locking up in the center of the ring!
Adams: Finally!
J2H strains but Drake is easily the bigger and stronger of the two and the former three-time World Champion backs the current champion up against the ropes. J2H holds his arms out as Jasmine asks for a clean break, and Drake reluctantly backs away, though pats J2H's chest in a sardonic manner.
Simone: Nice, clean break there by Drake Green. But it was to be expected.
J2H sneers at him and then at the fans before coming off the ropes and circling the perimeter of the ring again. They begin circling again, Drake starting to clap his hands and drawing the fans to do the same. The claps echo throughout the building as they pause and lock up! Drake again powers J2H back against the ropes, but before Drake can break, J2H grabs a handful of his hair and spins him around, reversing their positions! Jasmine calls for the break and J2H takes a step back, arms held out.
Adams: I don't believe it.
And J2H hauls off and slaps Drake hard across the face!
Adams: Okay, now I can believe it!
An insulted and angry Drake Green comes right off the ropes and slaps J2H right back! The sound of it like a gunshot to the fans at ringside! J2H holds his face with a look of anger that any would dare...!
Simone: Funny how it's different when it happens to J2H.
J2H fumes and steps up and plants both hands on Drake's chest, shoving him back a number of steps! Drake looks out to the fans cheering him on. He smiles and nods, then answers back in kind and shoves J2H, sending the smaller man down to the canvas!
Simone: Disrespect Drake Green and that is what you get!
J2H slams his hands down on the canvas and he jumps to his feet and gets right in Drake's face, nose to nose! The two alpha males stare each other down, trading barbs and threats when J2H throws a sudden right forearm into the side of Green's head, but Drake answers back with a shot of him own! Then J2H, then Drake! A heavy exchange of bone jarring blows is exchanged and Drake starts to gain the upper hand -- at least until J2H gouges his eyes, blinding the challenger!
Adams: Can't deny the champ knows how to take advantage of a situation!
J2H then barrels his body into Drake's, plowing him back hard into the far corner! Before Drake can recover and fend him off, J2H grabs the ropes and begins driving his shoulder into Drake's midsection, over and over! Jasmine tries to get him to break but J2H is unrelenting! Jasmine counts...!
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J2H breaks, but only long enough to grabs Drake around the throat with both hands, choking the life out of him! Jasmine counts again!
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J2H breaks and takes him by the arm, sending him across the ring and into the neutral corner with an Irish whip! J2H follows in, driving a high leg clothesline against Green! Green stumbles and J2H grabs him in a side headlock for a running bulldog, but Drake puts on the brakes and instead dumps the champion out over the top and to the floor!
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Simone: That was a swift counter on the part of Drake Green!
Adams: It's just a lucky thing that J2H landed on his feet!
Indeed and the champ is right back into the fight as he starts to climb up onto the apron! Drake goes right after him and J2H grabs him by the head and drops to the floor, catapulting Drake's throat across the top rope! Drake crashes back onto his back and J2H grabs his boot and drags him the rest of the way to the outside of the ring! He grabs Drake by the head and bashes his face into ringside, then takes his arm and whips him hard into the barricade!
Adams: Careful now! They're getting close to us!
J2H spins around and doubles Green over with a spinning side kick to the solar plexus! J2H then rears back and goes for a clothesline but Drake sees it coming and uses his positioning to throw the champion up and over onto the hard floor with a back body drop!
Adams: On the floor!
J2H clutches his back, his face grimacing in pain, as he staggers to his feet! He turns around and Drake races forward and clotheslines him over the barricade and into the front row! Drake calls for the fans to move and they scatter as the HoFer hops the guard rail to go after his target!
Simone: Good god, now they're fighting in the crowd!
Adams: And Jasmine isn't counting them out!
Simone: She knows how important this match is! Like everyone else, she does not want to see this match end in such a way!
Drake grabs the fallen J2H and slams his face into the seat of a vacant chair! J2H's head bounces back and he collapses to the ground, as Drake accepts a soda from a fan and has a drink -- right before he spews it into the face of the champion!
Adams: Oh this is getting personal!
Simone: You're just now realizing this!?
Drake turns to the fans with a smile and raises his arm to hearty cheers from his supporters, and scattered boos from those in the corner of the dominant champion! Drake then turns back to go back on the attack -- when J2H, with a folded chair in hand, drives the metal into the midsection of his challenger, doubling him over! Drake staggers back, clutching his stomach, and J2H cracks the chair down across his back!
Adams: Why isn't Jasmine calling for the bell!?
Simone: This match is too important given the hatred between both men and the fact the World Championship is at stake!
Adams: Yeah but still!
Drake falls against the barricade and J2H grabs him by the legs and dumps him back out and over to the ringside floor! J2H then climbs up onto the barricade, showing remarkable balance, and as Drake rolls over onto his back, the champion jumps off and lands with a diving elbow into his chest cavity!
Adams: NOW Jasmine is demanding they return to the ring!
Now in complete control, J2H obliges the official's demands and drags Drake to his feet by the hair and trunks and rolls him back inside of the ring! J2H then climbs up onto the apron, and then the top of the corner! He jumps off for a top rope guillotine leg drop, but Drake rolls out of the way and J2H crash lands on his tailbone! The crowd cheers as Drake quickly has him around the waist from behind and takes him over into a bridging German suplex!
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J2H kicks out!
Simone: Drake Green just came close to becoming a four time World Champion!
J2H staggers to his feet, bowl legged, and Drake runs into him, clobbering him with a running clothesline! J2H is back to his feet and Drake does so again! Drake drags him up by an arm and sends him into the corner with an Irish whip and Drake comes right in with a running dropkick to the chest with nowhere for the champion to go! Before J2H can sink to the mat, Drake sends him into the neutral corner and AGAIN connects with a running dropkick! This time J2H does sink to the canvas but Drake pulls him right back up to a vertical base and mounts the corner, pinning him in as he starts to lay the fists to the side of his skull with the fans counting along!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!
But Drake points out to the crowd, allowing himself to get distracted by his fans and J2H takes advantage, pulling his legs out from under him and Drake falls and his face strikes the corner -- HARD!
Simone: I am well aware that Drake appreciates his fans but his playing to them just cost him the advantage!
And J2H hops on Drake's back and leans over the ropes where he reaches in, grabbing him by the legs...
Adams: And J2H has him in the Tarantula!
Drake is hanging on the ropes, bent backward in painful fashion!
Simone: But unfortunately for the champion, he can't keep the hold on for long!
Indeed as Jasmine counts against him!
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J2H breaks before he can be disqualified, and lands on the apron as Drake falls to the canvas! J2H then readies himself, grabbing the top rope as Drake starts to rise... J2H springs to the top rope and springboards off, nailing Green full on with a dropkick! Drake tumbles back, head over heels and J2H dives on him for the cover!
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J2H stands up confidently over Drake and places a boot right onto his forehead and scrapes it across in a gesture of insult and screaming disrespect!
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Drake gets a shoulder up!
Simone: What a vulgar display of disrespect on the part of the champion!
Adams: Well it's not as if we should be surprised! This is J2H we're talking about!
J2H then pulls Drake to his feet, but only long enough to snapmare him over into a seated position. J2H then leapfrogs over him and comes off the ropes into a baseball slide dropkick to the face, knocking Green flat onto his back! J2H covers him again!
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Rolling his eyes, J2H grabs a handful of Green's hair and pulls him roughly to his feet, but a valiant challenger shoves him away! J2H comes right back in for him when Drake swings and POW!
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Drake Green kicks out!
Adams: Right to the kisser!
Simone: Did you hear the sound Drake Green's fist made when it connected to J2H's face!?
J2H falls back, but shakes it off and he comes back and returns the favor, throwing a right hand into Drake's head! The shot knocks Green into the ropes which he uses to come back with another fist! J2H throws another -- then Drake -- then J2H and again and again as a wild brawl erupts!
Adams: It was only a matter of time with these two!
With each fist taken, they return one in kind until J2H takes another route and rakes Drake's eyes, but Green fights back and kicks J2H in the stomach, doubling him over! Drake then answers back and grabs J2H's arm and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip and he leaps, connecting square in the chest with a double-foot dropkick that carries enough force that it knocks J2H through the ropes and right onto the ring apron! Drake quickly climbs up to the top rope but J2H is back onto his feet and mounts the same corner from the outside and he takes Green by the hair and slams his face down into the turnbuckle, then leaps up and over him with a sunset bomb! He jackknifes Drake for the pin!
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Simone: Oh god how close was that!?
Adams: Pretty damn close! Neither of these men want to lose to the other! Not after everything that's been said and done between them!
J2H stares at Jasmine and claps his hands together rapidly, demanding a faster count! J2H hen drags his opponent to his feet and sets Drake up against the ropes and backs up, then plows right into him with a running clothesline right to the throat. Drake staggers off the ropes, grabbing his throat, and J2H slides up from behind and jumps, bringing him down with a Lungblower! J2H then rolls right through and traps Drake Green into the Banks Statement!
Simone: J2H is going for the submission! He hasn't been able to pin Drake but can he make him submit!?
Adams: But Drake is holding on! He's fighting it!
Indeed as Drake uses his arms to try to get to the ropes but is unable to reach them! J2H then puts more into the hold and rears back far, bending Drake's neck and back in a painful arch but still Drake Green refuses to tap out! Instead, Drake pushes himself up onto his hands and manages to roll back, trapping J2H on his own back!
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J2H kicks out!
Simone: Drake Green almost caught the champion by surprise!
Before Drake can fully return to his feet, J2H pulls his feet out from under him and this time locks him in the STF!
Adams: And back to the submissions!
Simone: I am sure that J2H would love nothing more than to have a Hall of Famer, an SCW legend like Drake Green, submit to him in this Supercard title match!
But still Drake's fighting spirit refuses to allow him to give the champion the satisfaction! Drake seems to be fading from the pain, but uses his last ounce of strength to make that final inch and his fist clasps the bottom rope! The fans cheer and applaud!
Simone: I wasn't certain Drake would be able to make it!
Adams: Lucky for him J2H pulled him a little too far to the other side and closer to those ropes!
Sensing his challenger weakened, J2H grabs Drake and goes for an Irish whip but Drake reverses it and sends J2H into the corner! Drake comes running in but J2H brings his boot up, greeting Drake Green the hard way! Drake staggers back and J2H grabs him under the chin and runs up the corner and flips back...
Adams: Sliced Bread #2!
J2H with the cover, hooking the inside leg!
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Drake gets his shoulder up!
Simone: God! Another close call!
J2H is steaming and slams his hands onto the mat!Adams: Now the champ is getting frustrated!
Austin shouts to him from the outside and J2H nods in understanding. The crowd boos as J2H leans over the hurt challenger, taunting him and laughing, when Drake swings a big boot up, kicking J2H right in the head!
Simone: That should knock some respect back into J2H!
J2H staggers back as Drake starts to rise, but the champion is back on him. J2H goes to send him into the ropes with an Irish whip but Drake reverses it -- and as J2H comes off, Drake catches him with an overhead belly to belly!
Simone: Good comeback by the challenger!
Adams: But now both men are down! Drake needs to follow up!
Drake and J2H both lie on the mat, Drake hurt and J2H stunned as Jasmine starts to issue her count!
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J2H is the first to his feet, bringing Drake up along with him. J2H Irish whips Drake into the ropes but Drake uses the middle rope to springboard back and take J2H down with a flying bodypress!
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Drake then takes control and sends J2H into the corner! J2H attempts to repeat Green's earlier maneuver but Drake follows him right in and dropkicks him, causing J2H to topples back and land right on the back of his head with his leg caught in between the top and middle rope!
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J2H kicks out!
Simone: This does not bode well for J2H!
Adams: Sucks to be da champ!
Drake, seeing the champion's awkward positioning, takes off into a sprint, gets a running start and baseball slides right into J2H's mid-section with a low dropkick. Drake repeats this and the second time's force is enough to knock J2H loose from the ropes where Green drags him to the center of the ring by the legs, steps through and turns him over into the Sharpshooter!
Simone: Payback time! Drake Green is now going for the submission!
J2H's eyes clench shut as he yells out as Drake sits down and leans back further to keep his opponent's body contorted in a painful and unnatural manner! J2H yells out even louder and he scrambles towards the ropes and grabs the bottom rope!
Simone: Lucky thing J2H was able to reach the ropes!
Adams: Yeah, who knows how long he could have held out!
Drake drags J2H to his feet and scoop slams him to the canvas! he then signals to the crowd and starts to go up to the top turnbuckle ... but J2H is right back up and gets up behind him and brings him down with a reverse Hurricanrana from the middle!
Simone: Oh my god! That could have snapped Green's neck like a twig!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
J2H covers Drake!
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Simone: And yet ANOTHER near fall!
Adams: What is it going to take!?
J2H jumps to his feet and gets in Jasmine's face but the official insists that it was indeed a two count, albeit a very close one. J2H glares at her but turns back around and starts to go up top but Drake gets up and falls back against the ropes, causing J2H to drop and crotch himself on the top!
Adams: I hope Melody didn't have any plans for tonight because the champ isn't going to be using those!
Drake slowly mounts the corner and drags J2H up. Drake tries to set him up for a superplex but J2H senses it coming and starts to fight him off! The two men start trading blow after blow right there in that dangerous position for both champion and challenger...!
Simone: They need to be careful or else...!
Drake headbutts J2H between the eyes and punches him, sending J2H tumbling over and falling to the floor below!
Adams: That'll happen???
Drake drops down and starts to go out but Jasmine prevents this and she instead goes out to check on him.
Simone: The champion isn't moving. he could be gravely injured from that fall.
Jasmine sees J2H stirring and she returns to the ring where she begins her count.
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J2H uses the barricade to pull himself up to his feet! Drake Green then ignores the referee and he dashes into the ropes, rebounds and suicide dives through the ropes -- BUT J2H MOVES AND DRAKE CRASHES INTO THE BARRICADE!!!
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Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Adams: I couldn't have said it better myself!
Drake is on the ground! J2H is pulling himself back up and the crowd is in a frenzy! J2H grabs Drake and struggles to pull the limp form of the challenger to his feet! Frustrated, J2H then grabs the metal steps and pulls them away from the ringside.
Simone: What the hell is he doing now!?
J2H then drags Drake over and in between the steps and the ring post! The champion then backs up several steps, gets a running start and dropkicks the steps, sending them crashing into Drake and sandwiching him with the post!
Adams: Does that answer your question!? I've never seen that before!
Simone: J2H will do anything to retain his championship!
J2H finally manages to pry Drake loose from his spot and roll him inside of the ring, following him in right after. J2H then uses the corner ropes to jump and springboard back into a split legged moonsault!
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Adams: NO WAY!
J2H stares wide eyed at Jasmine!
Simone: J2H can not believe that Drake Green just kicked out!
Adams: NOBODY can!
J2H angrily grabs Green by the hair and drags him to his feet and sends him into the corner! J2H follows in and leaps for a Stinger splash but Drake moves at the last split second and the champion crashes into the ring post!
Simone: I think he may have hit his head! J2H could be knocked out!
J2H stumbles back, seemingly out on his feet and his blonde hair is now stained red!
Simone: Yes, that crash into the post has busted the World Champion open!
Drake then kicks him in the stomach, doubling him over! He grabs him in a front facelock and uses the ropes to launch himself into a spiked Tornado DDT!
Adams: He is down! He is out!
Drake with the cover!
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Simone: He is not!
Adams: I can't believe J2H knew to do that after being knocked silly!
Drake immediately starts laying in a series of right hands into J2H's head on the mat, worsening the wound on his head! Green pulls him to his feet and goes for a short-arm clothesline but J2H ducks behind and rolls him backwards into an O'Connor roll and grabs the tights!
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Adams: JESUS! Even with the tights J2H can't keep Drake's shoulders down!
They are back up and J2H goes for a standing spinning heel kick but Drake ducks and grabs him in a rear waistlock from behind! Drake runs him into the ropes but J2H holds on and won't let go! Drake pulls but he can't pry the champion loose! Jasmine intervenes and she tries to get Drake to let go when J2H suddenly lets go and Drake falls back, knocking Jasmine down but not out!
Adams: Well there's a first!
Drake checks on Jasmine who is fine, but neither see what J2H is doing behind their backs.
Simone: What is he...?
Adams: A chain! He took a chain from out of his boot!
Indeed J2H does have a thin chain and he wraps it around his fist! Seeing the referee is fine, Drake turns back around and grabs the champion when the champ spins around and POW!
Simone: NO! Not like this!
Drake Green goes down like he was shot! J2H throws the chain out before Jasmine sees it and covers him!
Adams: Please no!
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Simone: I... I am shocked! I am stunned!
Adams: J2H hit him with a chain and STILL Drake Green kicks out!
J2H's eyes are open as wide as his jaw as he runs both hands down his face! He. Is. In. SHOCK!
Adams: Look at him! J2H doesn't know what else to do!
J2H slowly stands up and looks down at the seemingly unconscious form of his challenger. J2H shakes his head and turns and steps out onto the apron and starts to go up top!
Adams: He's going for the 21st Century Splash!
Simone: And if he hits it, there will definitely be no kicking out for Drake Green!
J2H sizes him up and leaps for the big frog splash maneuver -- AND DRAKE BRINGS BOTH KNEES UP AND J2H CRASHES ON THEM STOMACH FIRST!!!
Simone: Drake was waiting for him! He was playing possum!
J2H falls over onto the mat and staggers to his feet, clutching his stomach and his face a mask of agony! He staggers about into a full circle and Drake meets him with a double underhook, lifts him up -- and brings him crashing down into the Implant DDT!!!
Adams: SHOW'S OVER!!
Drake covers J2H, hooking the leg and the fans count along!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE!
And it sounds as if the entire building explodes in cheers as the bell rings!!!
Adams: OH MY GOD! OH MY GOD! DID HE... HE DID!
Simone: DRAKE GREEN JUST PINNED J2H! The year long dynasty has ended!
Drake Green falls over onto his back where Jasmine takes his hand and raises it, passing him the belt!
Justin: Here is your winner -- and NEEEWWWWWW World heavyweight Champion -- DRAKE GREEN!!!
The building fills from top to bottom with cheers and cries of awe as the year long championship reign of J2H has been brought to an end! Drake Green clutches the championship belt firmly to his chest as he drags himself to his feet! J2H rolls to the outside where Austin Parker joins him. J2H's face showing he is in a state of shock... disbelief! He can't believe his championship is gone!
Simone: Some thought it would never happen! But it has! J2H's title run is over and it took Drake Green to do it!
Adams: And he's ... wait! Wait, what's going on!?
J2H's cohort Rage is storming down the aisle with his golden briefcase in hand! The 6'8" monster climbs into the ring behind Drake and as soon as the newly crowned champion turns around -- RAGE PLOWS INTO HIM WITH A RUNNING BIG BOOT!!!
Adams: Oh for god's sake! J2H lost! Get over it!
Simone: No, I don't think that's it Jason!
Adams: Then what...? Oh no. No!
Rage is shoving the golden briefcase into the arms of Jasmine St. John, pointing down at the fallen Drake Green who's nose and mouth are now bloody from the big boot!
Adams: No way! Please, no!
Rage nods and Jasmine passes the briefcase out to Justin!
Simone: He is! Rage just cashed in!
The bell rings and Rage grabs Drake and peels the champion up off of the mat, then lifts him up onto his shoulders in a Human Torture Rack!
Simone: Drake Green just went through hell to defeat J2H! He can't fight back this assault!
And Rage proceeds to bend Drake back in half in the Accordion Rack, forcing his feet to touch his own head! Once! Twice! Three times! Rage then heaves him off over him head and to the canvas! Rage reaches down and drags Drake to his feet, snatching him by the throat!
Adams: Look at that sick smile on his face! He knows Drake Green can't defend himself!
And Rage hauls Drake high up off of his feet and DRIVES him into the canvas with the choke slam! Rage covers Drake!
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Adams: DAMN IT!
The bell rings and Rage tears the belt away from Jasmine and holds it up high to the crowd's displeasure!
Justin: Here is your winner, and NEW World Heavyweight Champion -- RAGE!!!
The crowd boos heavily as Rage storms around the ring, holding the belt up and yelling at the fans!
Simone: It was all academic! Rage picked his spot and picked it well! Drake Green was too exhausted, too damaged, to be able to defend himself against a relatively fresh Rage!
Adams: Question is ... what does this mean for J2H now?
Simone: An excellent question, Jason, and we'll work to get the answers to that and much more in two weeks on Climax Control! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone. Good night everybody!
Rage now stands in the corner with the belt held high as fireworks begin to go off, all the while the crowd boos as Rage taunts them! The screen slowly fades and credits roll...
THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, Dustin, Gerrit, The Lord MK, Jenny, Marge, Erik, Court, Andy, Annie, Bishop, Calvin Harris, Fizz, Wong, Ro, Jet City, Polly, Matheson, Nicolas Blair. Also thanks again to Annie for the graphics and to everyone who roleplayed for this huge show!