The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Carnesecca Arena in New York City, New York. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

A spotlight then begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.

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

Crowd: "SCW!"
"SCW!"
"SCW!"

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

Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Carnesecca Arena right here in New York City, New York and welcome to the fifth annual spectacular... Into the Void VI!

The crowd cheers!

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

The crowd cheers as the lights quickly shut off, and then a brief moment later, a lone spotlight flashes onto the stage, illuminating Amanda in a shimmering white evening gown with long sleeves, matching high heels and a platinum blonde wig.

Amanda: Start spreading the news
I'm leaving today
I want to be a part of it
New York, New York

These vagabond shoes
Are longing to stray
Right through the very heart of it
New York, New York

I wanna wake up in a city
That doesn't sleep
And find I'm king of the hill
Top of the heap

These little town blues
Are melting away
I'll make a brand new start of it
In old New York

If I can make it there
I'll make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York

New York, New York

I want to wake up in a city
That never sleeps
And find I'm a number one
Top of the list
King of the hill
A number one

These little town blues
All melting away
I'm gonna make a brand new start of it
In old New York

And if I can make it there
I'm gonna make it anywhere
It's up to you
New York, New York, New York

The song ends and the NYC crowd goes absolutely wild as Amanda puts on her best "For me?" act as a stagehand presents her with a bouquet of roses!

Simone: And we could not have found a more appropriate way to kick things off than with that song in particular! Hello everyone, and welcome to the sixth annual edition of Into the Void! I am Belinda Simone...

Adams: And I am Jason Adams, taking this opportunity to remind you that on this one day out of the year, mother is not just half a word.

Simone: ... Charming. Tonight we bring our East Coast/Midwest tour to a close and in the city that is the mecca for professional wrestling -- New York City!

There are cheers!

Simone: We kick off the thirteen matches tonight with the Bombshell Roulette title being contested in a Triple Threat contest as the reigning champion Jessie Salco puts her title on the line against former champion Veronica Taylor and Chelsea Payne!

Adams: Jessie doesn't think Veronica has any business being in this title match...

Simone: And Christian Underwood feels the same about Chelsea! But time will tell!

Adams: Joshua Acquin wants a shot at a title -- any title -- but his demands weren't met by Christian! Instead, he's serving as the welcoming committee for the newcomer, Laki!

Simone: Joshua didn't just say he wanted a title shot, he DEMANDED one -- and that above all else rubbed Christian the wrong way and that is why he's instead facing the newest Superstar on our roster.

Adams: Going to look really bad if Acquin drops the ball on this one, but Laki hasn't been seen since he signed his contract.

Simone: Then we have the newest tag team in the Bombshell ranks stepping up to the plate, as the Boss Ladies, Belinda Warwick and her new tag team partner Jordan Monroe take on the former World Tag Team Champions, the Members of the Elders!

Adams: Belinda kind of had a falling out with Zuri Chastain. If Belinda can win this with Jordan, it'll pretty much show who the weak link was between them.

Simone: Easier said than done as Song and Alana Allure are one of the single most formidable tag teams, male or female, in SCW today!

Adams: Then another newcomer debuts! And not just any newcomer, a new Gabriel and Odette Stevens specialty!

Simone: First it was Evie Baang, and now it is the woman known as Devona! She steps into the ring with none other than the Hall of famer and Grand Slam winner, Amy Marshall!

Adams: Amy is one of the few vets here that doesn't mind facing the n00bs. I think she actually likes knocking them around as a way of saying "Welcome! Your life is about to become one great big giant ball of SUCK!"

Simone: Then we have two Alpha Males going at it in singles competition when Ivan Burke of Dying Breed steps into the ring against Max Burke!

Adams: We all know Mark Ward wants to sign Max to a long term contract, but this match it's all about which bruiser is going to bash the others head in!

Simone: I don't know who the referee is for that one but I pity them, whoever they are.

Adams: Then its' two Alpha FEMALES in the ring, two of our very best! Kate Steele taking on Mercedes Vargas!

Simone: What more can possibly be said about this match? Both women have held multiple titles throughout their SCW careers. Both are at the top of their games and this match could easily Main Event anywhere in the country!

Adams: Country? It could Main Event anywhere in the WORLD!

Simone: Then it'll be time to determine who will be next in line for the reigning World Tag Team Champions, Team BJ, to put their titles up against when the former champions, the Members of the Elders, go up against the team that's been causing such controversy in recent times, the Bad Boys!

Adams: Ah but which Bad Boys will Eyesnsane and Jon Dough be competing against?

Simone: I don't know, and the Elders don't know either. And that will be the big disadvantage that they will have to overcome if they hope to get a title shot against Ben and Jamie.

Adams: Dmitri was originally set to challenge Lord Raab for the Internet title tonight, but Raab made it to the Blast From the Past finals.

Simone: And the bosses wanted him in action, and they could not have found him stiffer competition than one-half of the World Tag Team Champions, Jamie Dean!

Adams: I dunno. Something about using the word stiff in the same sentence as Jamie Dean seems ... well kinda cool actually!

Simone: Then we have women's tag team competition, as two sets of former champions go toe to toe, when the legendary Fallen take on the Angel Clan!

Adams: Its a real battle of the freaky deaky raps when those four lock up, and who knows? Whoever comes out on top might be in line for a title shot.

Simone: And a win would certainly be a big boost for the Fallen and their newfound stable, the Blood legion.

Adams: Then the men's Roulette Championship finally gets defended in the match we've all been waiting for! A Fatal Fourway!

Simone: This championship has become something of a hot potato as four vital Superstars have each been laying claim to it. It's defending champion Ryan Keys against two-time champion James Tuscini, former champion Steve Ramone...

Adams: And thanks to Mark Ward, Kris Halc is now in the fold! Maybe that potato will get tossed about again tonight!

Simone: And then we come to the finals of the fifth annual Blast From the Past! It started with sixteen teams, and now it is down to two!

Adams: Ben Jordan and Sam Marlowe against Lord Raab and Evie Baang!

Simone: And the winners will get guaranteed World title shots at Summer XXXTreme V!

Adams: Then the World Bombshell title is on the line! Just a few weeks ago, Polly Playtime surprised us all when she upset Melody Grace for the title, and Melly wants her belt back!

Simone: But it's not just Melody who wants to defeat Polly for the gold! Former champion Crystal Millar's campaign for a shot has been successful as despite Christian's wishes, Mark has added her to this title match, making it a triple threat!

Adams: And cutting Polly's chances down by a third in retaining her title!

Simone: And then we come to the Main Event! The World Heavyweight Championship! What a ride this one has been as at Blaze of Glory VI, we saw J2H's year plus long reign come to an end at the hands of Drake Green! Only to have Rage cash in the golden briefcase immediately afterwards and dethrone Drake to claim the title!

Adams: Yeah and it doesn't end there! In Rage's first defense, Jeremiah Hardin came from out of nowhere and fought like two men to end Rage's title match, thanks to a distraction from J2H!

Simone: Only for two weeks ago, to see Rage defeat Jeremiah to regain the title and become a three-time champion!

Adams: And now all FOUR of these dudes are going to be in the ring to fight it out to decide who should rightfully be the champion!

Simone: And it all starts -- NOW!




Chelsea Payne is walking backstage with earbuds in. She's mouthing the words to a song and doesn't see the man standing off to the side. The fans would recognize him as one of the newly signed Sweete Twins, he is dressed nicely although causally. As she passes he steps out and puts a hand on her shoulder. She shrieks and swings, it narrowly misses his cheek as he weaves it. Chelsea pulls the earbuds, the anger evident on her face.

Chelsea: What the hell?

The man chuckles softly.

Sweete: Maybe if you had better aim you would have won the Roulette title the first time.

Chelsea rolls her eyes.

Chelsea: At least I am not constantly suffering an identity crisis..

Sweete puts a hand to his chest in mock hurt.

Sweete: You wound me deep Chels. Real deep.

She sighs exaggerating it out.

Chelsea: Do you have a purpose for talking to me right now, because I have about a million...

She stops, thinking.

Chelsea: Actually, ANYTHING is better than talking to you right now, so spit it out.

Sweete chuckles again.

Sweete: Well first, let me introduce myself, I am Killian.

Chelsea seems unimpressed, she looks down at her nails

Killian Sweete:And I actually have a very good reason for stopping you.

Chelsea looks up, raising an eyebrow.

Killian Sweete:If you would follow me into.my office...

He points to a small room to his left.

Killian Sweete:All shall be revealed.

Chelsea looks skeptical.

Chelsea: Just so you know, I will not hesitate to kick your...

Killian puts an arm around her reluctant shoulders, ushering her toward the room and cutting off her words.

Killian Sweete:Dear Sweet Chelsea... I would never put you in a compromising position. Just let me give you my pitch.

He moves her toward the room and the camera follows only for Killian to abruptly shut the door in the face of the cameraman.




The caption "earlier today" is shown on screen before the scene opens backstage at Into the Void where we see the current Bombshell Roulette Champion Jessie Salco arriving at the arena with her husband Shane trailing behind her and her older brother Jake trailing behind them both, Jessie is wearing the title around her waist indicating that she is ready for her title defense tonight as she is approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, I know you just arrived and the show isn't on for a few hours but I've been tasked with getting interviews with some of the Superstars and Bombshells that are competing tonight at Into the Void, do you have a couple of minutes?

Jessie: You guys go on ahead, I won't be long.

Jessie says as she glances over at her two male companions and they nod before going on ahead of the two women.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, tonight you are set to defend the Bombshell Roulette Championship against Veronica Taylor and Chelsea Payne in Into the Void's opening match, now you've got history with both women but can you defend the title against them?

Jessie: Are you kidding?

Jessie says before unbuckling the belt from around her waist (revealing that her top is a crop top in the process) and hoisting it over her shoulder.

Jessie: Veronica couldn't beat me with both of her hands tied behind her back and I'm not even getting into how long she waited to promote the match that she had been lobbying for since my first match against Amy! And as for Chelsea, she couldn't get the job done in my first Blast from the Past Match before I tagged in Nicolas and let him do his thing against Xander, I don't think she'll do much better against me tonight!

Jessie says before patting her championship belt.

Jessie: Besides, this is more than just a title defense for me, this is my chance to bounce back from my loss in the Blast from the Past Semi-Finals and if Chelsea and Veronica think that they have the title in the bag, I'm about to give them a reality check!

Jessie says before walking off.




Adams: Well I'll be!

Simone: Look who's here!

In the front row, the camera catches sight of former two-time Internet and three-time World Tag Champion, Despayre -- and Angel! The crowd cheers madly at the sight of the loveable Superstar as he smiles brightly and waves to the camera, bopping his head from left to right, from where he is seated beside Synn! He jumps to his feet and spreads his arms wide, showering the fans around him in popcorn! Despayre looks around and pushes the popcorn bag into a random fan's hand and points at him with an innocent look on his face.




Backstage, the wheel of matches is flanked by Ms Rocky Mountains and Scott Oliver who spins the wheel setting it into motion as the pair is joined by Chelsea Payne and Jessie Salco and Veronica Taylor. All three bombshells watches it spin then slow down to finally stop on a "Last Laugh Match". Jessie and Chelsea look at each other in surprise as Rocky Mountains pulls off an envelope off the wheel at the match type stipulation.

Rocky Mountains: The match stipulation is a Last Laugh match with the winner being the person to get the last pinfall before the time runs out for the match. This envelope has the time limit inside it...

Rocky Mountains holds up the card she has pulled from the envelope to show that the match time limit will be seven minutes. All three bombshells nod before leaving the area and moving to the gorilla position as the camera moves to ringside and Belinda Simone and Jason Adams.

Simone: Well this is a new twist to the Roulette title matches. We could see pinfall after pinfall or we could see it go to the time limit.

Adams: But if it does Belinda, what happens then? Will it go into sudden death?

Simone: that is something I guess we are going to have to find out Jason. But here we go with the first match of Into the Void Six...

Justin moves into the ring and brings the microphone to his lips.

Justin Decent: The following contest is a Last Laugh match and it is for the BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP! Introducing first... from Manhattan New York...Chelsea PAYNE!

The arena is dark as the beginning of Rise by Katy Perry starts. A womanly figure appears on the stage as two spotlights circle until settling on the figure. She's dressed in a gold hooded jacket, the hood covering her head as she looks down at her feet. As the tempo picks up, she flips her head back, flashing a brilliant smile to the fans. She unzips the jacket as she starts walking backward with her hands raised and then spins as she reaches the ring. She grabs the bottom rope and uses it to help herself jump up. She throws off the jacket and then flips herself over the top rope into the ring.

Justin Decent: The first of her opponents, from West Palm Beach Florida, Veronica TAYLOR!!

Turn my Swag on by Keri Hilson hits over the sound system as the lights begin to flash all over the arena, as the fans give a loud ovation of booing. A makeshift runway appears, and soon a red carpet is rolled on top of it. As, out from the back steps Veronica Taylor with outstretched arms as the fans boo her, before grabbing her mirror and blowing herself a kiss. After a few moments she begins to do a model like strut on the red carpet runway as a few photographers appear to take her photos, as she poses arrogantly. She then takes a look around her grabbing her perfume from Veronica's Secret and sprays it around to get rid of the "stench" in the arena. Veronica then stands at the end of the entrance ramp, doing some more poses before raising her arms in the air as the fans fill the air with more boos. Before, she mouths to the camera "So damn first class baby", before blowing a kiss to the camera. She then moves to the ring apron, yelling at the referee to lower the ropes for her, which he does as Veronica enters under the bottom rope. She stands in the center of the ring raising her arms in the air, before lowering them slowly. Then, she grabs out her perfume and sprays it all around killing the stench in the ring. As, Veronica then takes off her diamond necklace and hangs it on the corner, as she grabs her compact mirror and makes sure her makeup is done flawlessly as she fluffs her hair, and blows herself a kiss.

Justin Decent: And the final participant in the match...she is the current Bombshell Roulette champion...

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 Decent: Introducing, from Miami Florida and representing The Angel Clan "The Heavy Metal Angel" Jessie SALCO!

Jessie hops onto the apron and enters the ring where she goes over to the nearest turbuckle before hopping onto the middle turnbuckle, sitting on it as Chelsea and Veronica glare at her. She hops down and hands the belt to Drew Patton.

Simone: Jessie Salco has her work cut out for her tonight if she wants to keep her belt.

Adams: That's right Belinda. If she isn't the last one to get the pinfall in the seven minutes of this match, she is going to lose the belt.

Simone: Well here we go...there is the bell. And the countdown clock has started.

DING DING DING

The bell rings as all three women look at each other before Chelsea rushes across the ring and drops Veronica Taylor with a clothesline forcing her to curl into a fetal ball. Chelsea drops quickly to make a pin but is pulled off Veronica by Jessie Salco. Spinning Chelsea around, Jessie kicks her quickly in the midsection then pulls Chelsea's head to tuck between her arm and hip before pulling Chelsea up and over with a snap suplex that Jessie holds on to and rolls through for a second attempt but Veronica stops it by clawing into Jessie's back and raking her nails down it. Jessie arches in pain as she releases Chelsea who rolls away from the pair as Veronica once more puts her claws on the back of Jessie and rakes them downward again. Jessie arches to get away from the pain as she stumbles away from Veronica who is taking the time to taunt the fans with a blown kiss. Chelsea climbs to the top rope and launches herself at a turning Veronica Taylor to take her down with a missile dropkick. Chelsea quickly crawls across the mat and rolls up Veronica only to have the count interrupted by Jessie who drops a double axehandle onto the back of Chelsea.

Simone: What a save by Jessie Salco. That would have been the first pinfall.

Adams: And right into another pin attempt but this time from Salco.

Chelsea grabs at her back as Jessie pulls her off Veronica then catches Taylor's leg and rolls over into a pin that Veronica manages to reverse to pin Jessie's shoulders but Salco rolls through and out of the pinning predicament before the referee can even count one. Chelsea gets to her feet and looks down at Veronica who has rolled to the outside apron and is standing up slowly. Moving to the ropes, Chelsea reaches out to grab Veronica who swings wildly with a bitch slap that Chelsea blocks. Grabbing Veronica by the head, she pulls her body between the ropes and back into the ring then takes her to the mat with a reverse bulldog. Veronica grabs the back of her head and curls up once more. Chelsea gets to her feet and moves to pin Veronica but is sent between the ropes and to the outside by a drop kick from Jessie.

Adams: That might be the smart idea...Keep one of the opponents on the outside. That way it makes it a one on one match.

Jessie turns to smirk at Veronica who is slowly rising to her feet still clutching at her head. Salco moves to kick her in the midsection which doubles over Veronica before grabbing her and dropping her to the mat with a DDT. Veronica is sprawled out on the mat as Jessie drops and makes the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

Simone: That was very close Jason. Jessie almost got the first pinfall.

Adams: But Belinda, it isn't the first one that counts...it is the last one before the buzzer that does.

Chelsea grabs the feet of Jessie and pulls her towards the ropes and off Veronica breaking the count. Pulling Jessie to the outside, Chelsea sends her into the announce table with authority. As Jessie is sprawled out on the table, Chelsea rushes towards her to leap on her thighs and monkey flip her into the ring steps. Getting to her feet, Chelsea debates tossing Jessie into the ring but decides to roll into the ring and pin the slowly recovering Veronica Taylor. Catching the far leg of Taylor, Chelsea rolls her up as Drew Patton drops and slaps the canvas.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: Chelsea Payne has a pin Jason, now she just needs to hold on for the rest of the time.

Chelsea leaps to her feet and holds her arms up in victory. She doesn't see Jessie pull herself to the apron then climb the turnbuckles. Chelsea can see there is still time on the clock and moves to check on Jessie only to be taken off her feet with a high cross body from Jessie who then rolls her up and gets a pinfall on Chelsea.

ONE!

TWO!

Chelsea struggles to kick out but can't as Patton's hand slaps the canvas one final time.

THREE!

Adams: Now it is Jessie that has the pinfall and is winning.

Simone: I bet Chelsea isn't happy with that.

Adams: Would you be Belinda? I think not!

Jessie rolls to the side and lays on the mat breathing heavily as Veronica rolls to the outside and Chelsea rolls to her stomach and fights her way to her hands and knees. Once on her feet, Chelsea turns towards Jessie who has also gotten to her feet. Chelsea and Jessie lock up once more. Chelsea is able to turn the collar and elbow into a headlock that she uses to drag Jessie to the ropes then rakes her eyes across them. Jessie staggers away with her hands to her eyes frantically rubbing them as Chelsea follows behind. Catching Jessie by the hair, Chelsea pulls her back into a reverse bulldog. Getting to her feet, Chelsea picks up Jessie's foot, rolls her over to her stomach then locks in an ankle lock that forces Jessie to scream in pain as she tries to escape it. Chelsea has it locked in deep as Jessie grabs her head to fight the urge to tap out. Salco pulls herself towards the ropes and reaches in desperation. Chelsea smirks at the fans as Veronica Taylor climbs her way to the apron then through the ropes to step up to Chelsea and deliver a bitch slap that makes Payne drop the ankle lock and stagger sideways. Jessie pulls herself to the corner and cradles her ankle. Veronica manages to rush across the ring and launch herself onto the back of Payne and locks in a sleeper. Fighting it wildly, Chelsea staggers back into the corner which makes the hold loosen.

Simone: Chelsea is trying successfully to break the sleeper hold that Veronica is using on her.

Stepping forward, Chelsea again backs into the corner and forces Veronica to release the hold. The countdown shows only two minutes left as Chelsea is surprised by Salco with a high cross body once more. Rolling up Chelsea for another pin, Jessie is stopped by Drew Patton who points to the foot that Chelsea had been able to put on the bottom rope. Slapping the canvas hard, Jessie gets to her feet as she looks to see where Veronica is. Rushing acoss the ring, Jessie hits the ropes with a springboard clothesline attempt that is stopped by a superkick from Veronica.

Adams: I can't believe it Belinda, super kick from Veronica might have put out Jessie's lights. This isn't going to be good for the champion.

Jessie is sent through the ropes to the outside where she lies dazed against the barricade while Veronica gets to her feet and then moves towards Chelsea who is slowly standing. Catching her hand, Veronica whips Chelsea into the corner then follows her in. Grabbing the ropes, Veronica places her foot on the neck of Payne and pushes it into a choke in the corner. Patton warns Taylor who smirks and blows him a kiss as she holds the choke in. Patton again warns her before starting his five count. Veronica holds the hold in for a count of four then releases it. Looking at the clock which has begun to count down the final minute, Veronica moves behind Chelsea and brings her down with a hairpull backbreaker. Chelsea hits the mat hard and grabs her lower back as Veronica rolls over and thengrabs her leg to make an arrogant pin. The clock shows the last ten seconds as Drew drops to make the count.

ONE

TWO

Simone: Veronica might just be pulling out the upset right here!

Chelsea manages to reverse the pin that has Veronica's shoulders to the mat which Drew begins to count instead.

ONE

Adams: Oh my GOD, Chelsea's reverses it and the countdown is getting closer to zero!

TWO

Jessie makes it to the apron and tries to dive into the ring to break the count but Patton slaps the canvas one final time as two seconds appears on the clock. Jessie dives to pin Veronica but the buzzer sounds as Chelsea gets to her feet and holds up her arms. Drew Patton signals for the bell and the belt then moves to hold up the arm of Chelsea and hands her the belt.

Justin Decent: The winner of the match...and NEW BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPION...CHELSEA PAYNE!!!

Jessie slaps the canvas in frustration as Chelsea celebrates in the middle of the ring. Veronica angrily confronts Drew Patton to complain that Chelsea cheated but Drew shakes his head and leaves the ring followed by Veronica who continues to state Chelsea cheated.

Simone: We have a new bombshell roulette champion in Chelsea Payne and from the looks of it a new stipulation for the Roulette title wheel match chooser.

Adams: We really have to come up with a new name for that thing.

Rise by Katy Perry plays over the arena as Chelsea shoulders the belt then leaves the ring to head to the back.




The scene comes back in with the Men of R.O.A.R. walking into the building. Jeremiah is pushing a wheelchair with Michael Argento in it and they're chatting to one another. Michael's got his arms, chest and one leg in a cast, and his face is still carrying the bruises and scars from his ordeal.

Jeremiah: Hey man. I'm just happy that they finally let out of the hospital. Things were touch and go there for a while.

Michael Argento: Yeah, it's good to be out. But these casts are a bitch! My nose itches and I can't scratch it, I can't feed myself, and let's not even talk about going to the bathroom.

Jeremiah chuckles.

Jeremiah: But that's what that hot nurse you got is for. I'm sure she'll scratch whatever itch you've got.

Michael gets a sullen look on his face.

Michael Argento: That's the thing! It should have been Gothika who takes care of me! But now, she's off with that vampire bastard! She's MY girlfriend, not his!! All of this is their fault!!

Jeremiah looks down at Michael and shakes his head.

Jeremiah: Now hold up, Michael!! You know none of this is Gothika's fault! And she's not with Dmitri right now, she's with the girls getting ready for their match this evening. And you ALSO know that you and she broke up before any of this happened! Dmitri's a good guy! He put himself through HELL trying to find you and...

Michael interrupts him.

Michael Argento: That's just what he wants you to think!! I know he had something to do with it!!

Jeremiah: And how do you know that he did?

Michael's face fills with rage.

Michael Argento: Because of who it was that took me!!

Jeremiah stops short and looks down at Michael concerned.

Jeremiah: You know who your kidnapper was?

Michael nods and takes a deep breath.

Michael Argento: And I'm gonna tell the world just who it was.

The camera zooms in on his tortured face as it fades out.




Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen pacing with her hoodie open over her ring gear and a pair of earbuds in her ears. She slowly shakes out her hands and rolls her neck as she paces. Suddenly she turns around and almost runs over an older looking redhead dressed to the nines. Sam stumbles backwards to prevent an accident then reaches up for the earbuds and pulls them gently out of her ears.

Sam Marlowe: Moms?!? What are you doing here?

Sam Marlowe's Mom: Can't I come and see my daughter and that good looking man that she is teaming with and wish them luck?

Sam can't help but chuckle at the comment as she watches her mother look around for Ben Jordan. Sam tucks her arm through her mother's and begins to lead her along the hall.

Sam Marlowe: Sorry Moms, I don't know where Ben is right now but I am glad you are here. I got you something for Mother's day and I was going to fly down to Houston to give it to you tomorrow but since you are here...

Ms. Marlowe smiles at her daughter as they walk along the hallway.

Sam Marlowe's Mom: What did you get me Samantha? Is it one of your wrestling merchandise thingies? You know that I can't be seen wearing that.

Sam Marlowe: Moms, I wouldn't be buying you wrestling gear. No, I went to your favorite store and got you something there.

Sam guides her mother towards the Bombshells locker room and inside then moves towards her luggage and kneels down to scramble in her bag. Suddenly with a soft ?aha' she pulls out a very small velvet bag with the word Tiffany's on it and then rises to bring it to her mother.

Sam Marlowe: Here you go Moms, I got you this.

Sam's mother opens the bag and tips it upward to allow a small golden chain to trickle into her hand, a chocolate diamond pendant at the end of it. While she holds up the necklace with one hand Ms. Marlowe smiles as she brings up her other hand to caress Sam's cheek.

Sam Marlowe: Happy mother's day Moms.

Sam Marlowe's Mom: Thank you Samantha. Now put this on me and we will go find your Ben.

Ms. Marlowe hands the necklace back to Sam who lifts it over her head and fastens it. Turning back to face her daughter, Ms. Marlowe smiles and motions for the door which Sam rushes to open.

Sam Marlowe: Moms, he's not my Ben. We have talked about this.

Ms. Marlowe waves her hand at Sam's comment and precedes her out of the room with a look of disbelief before Sam sighs and follows her out to let the door close behind the pair.




Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall,introducing first..

The Haka War Chant begins and the crowd erupts as Laki walks out from the back raising his hands and pumping the crowd up.

Justin: Coming to the ring hailing from the Island of Samoa, Laki Ne'Tial The Samoan Machine!

The chant begins again as he stands at the top of the entrance ramp and goes through the motions of a traditional Samoan war dance. Laki takes off and rushes the ring sliding under the bottom rope. Halfway across the ring he jumps to his feet, and climbs the corner turnbuckle. Laki throws his hands in the air as he sticks his tongue out.

"Nightmare" hits the PA.

Justin: And... his opponent.

Joshua walks out from the back with boos from the crowd.

Justin: Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada... Joshua Acquin!

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.

Simone: Acquin hears it from the SCW faithful as usual!

Adams: Joshua is one of the most polarizing figures in sports entertainment, and here in Sin City Wrestling. There is no in between with Acquin. There is no grey area.

Holly Wood finishes the gear check on Joshua Acquin, and signals for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Laki comes out like a bull in a china shop, rushing towards Acquin. He absolutely telegraphs his superkick attempt, and Acquin easily sidesteps it. Acquin follows up with a kick of his own to the back of the knee of Laki. The Samoan crumbles to the mat from the blow. Acquin sneers at his foolish foe, and the silly choice of a superkick.

Simone: Rookie mistake by Laki coming at Acquin like that. Joshua saw it coming from a mile away, and is now going to show him how foolish that error was.

Adams: Acquin is brilliant at dissecting his opponents when given the opportunity. That opportunity was just served to him on a silver platter. It's time for Hannibal to feast.

Joshua Acquin is merciless in his assault on Laki. He follows up the kick to the back of the knee with a stiff kick between the shoulderblades of Laki. The Samoan grimaces in pain as he falls face first to the mat. Acquin is ruthless, and leaps high in the air dropping the point of his knee into the back of Laki's once again. Laki lets out a primal scream as the pain is already becoming too much. Like a shark smelling blood in the water, Acquin spins back to his feet. He drives his knee again into the back of Laki's over... and over. Acquin finally stops with the knee drops, only to grab the ankle of Laki. He lifts the Samoan's leg high in the air, and rams it into the canvas not once... not twice... but three times.

Simone: Acquin is welcoming Laki in the only way he knows how. When Acquin pinpoints a weakness, his focus is pinpointed on that body part. He started with the knee... and he will finish with the knee of the Samoan here in his Sin City Wrestling debut at Into The Void!

Adams: Joshua Acquin is putting on a masterclass of epic proportions right now. His target is locked, and he is not giving Laki a moment to even think of a counter.

Acquin swiftly rolls Laki over with authority. He crosses the legs, and drops down as the young Samoan is helpless due to the pain that he is in.

Simone: Like a surgeon... Joshua Acquin has the figure four leglock locked in.

Adams: Look at that! Not only does he has the figure four locked in, he also has the ankle of Laki locked up. He is twisting that ankle like he is trying to do a Strongman contest of ripping a damn phonebook in half!

Acquin has the ankle lock, and figure four leglock cinched in tighter than a Chinese finger trap. Laki is screaming in pain, but refuses to give up as Holly asks him if he has had enough. A sinister look creeps onto the face of Joshua Acquin. With nostrils flaring, Acquin starts thrashing the ankle of the Samoan newcomer back and forth. Acquin is bending the ankle at angles that the human body is not meant to bend.

Simone: I don't know how much more Laki can take. He is in the dead center of the ring. There is not a rope to be seen within his reach.

Adams: He needs to tap out right now before Joshua breaks his damn ankle or at the very least tears everything in it.

Just as Adams finishes, a lightbulb goes off for Acquin! With lightning precision, Joshua unties the boot that he has the ankle lock on. He rips the boot off, and tosses it into the crowd. Joshua yells at the Samoan to give up, or he will snap his ankle. Laki refuses foolishly causing Joshua to hold true to his word. He reapplies the hold with every ounce of strength he has in his arms, and folds the ankle over. Laki let's out a spine tingling scream. Holly has seen, and heard enough signaling for the bell!

Simone: Holly Wood has put an end to the calculated murder of this newcomer to Sin City Wrestling...

Justin: Your winner... via referee stoppage... Joshua Acquin!

Simone: Acquin isn't breaking the hold!

Adams: No... he's breaking this kid's ankle like he told him he would! He is making damn sure he's backing up his words

In those closing moments Joshua Acquin had began to leave the ring after picking up what many would have considered a pretty easy win. Back in the center of the ring Laki was starting to come to the realization that he had just lost his first match under the Sin City Wrestling banner. He was on one knee and one hand, the look of sheer pain that consumed his face let it be known that he had went through quite the battle despite the match being fairly short. Reaching out to grab a hold of the referee to help assist himself in standing. Sure enough the referee assisted in standing the man up.

For a couple of seconds there was a lot of support from the audience. Lots of cheers which was a surprise for a new comer. Though in a matter of seconds those cheers turned into some of the loudest boos ever heard. In that same moment the sickest thud could be heard echoing throughout the booing crowd. It was the sound of steel meeting flesh as Laki proceeded to fall against the mat. Cameras cut right to the person that was holding a steel chair and standing over Laki. Turns out it happened to be the returning CALVIN HARRIS with such an evil glare in his eyes.

Simone: Calvin ... Calvin Harris! What in HELL does he think he's doing!?

Adams: From the look of things, putting a newbie out to pasture before his time!

That intense glare continued to consume his expression. About that time Laki had made a move, one that was clear he was trying to get out of harm's way. Though the moment he moved his arm to attempt to crawl away, Calvin lifted that chair up and swung it down with every last amount of force that he had within him. The sickening sound of steel meeting flesh echoed throughout the arena again as Calvin swung with all his might driving the chair across the back of Laki. Right away the Samoan went limp against the mat favoring his back in pain.

Sure enough the boos seemed to have gotten louder in that very moment. At the same exact time the referee that had been officiating the match had decided to step in. Using his hands he pushed against Harris' chest and attempted to move him back. The look on Calvin's face when he had been pushed kind of said everything that needed to be said.

Simone: Who left the barn open and let this ass back in??

Calvin looked rather sour as he dangled the chair in one hand and held the other one up. He started to take a couple of steps backwards almost like he was giving up and was just going to leave the ring on the order of the official. That's when the referee turned himself around to check on Laki. Though in turning his back to Calvin turned out to be a mistake. The Martyr quickly choked back up on that chair and swung with all his might. The loud thwack sound of the chair hitting the back of the referee's head could be heard all throughout the sold out building. Sure enough the referee just crumbled over to the mat with Calvin shouting at the top of his lungs: "Take that motherfucker!" with the crowd booing him with all their might. They were hoping their hatred for him would cause him to stop or leave, but they couldn't have been anymore wrong.

Adams: Well if Calvin was looking to raise the bar in controversy, he sure did it with his return to SCW!

The chair that he held in hand was clearly dented but at that moment he began to unfold the chair while standing in the middle of the ring. Using his strength he managed to pull the folded chair out of the position it was in before slamming it down in the sitting position in the middle of the ring. His eyes suddenly shifted over to Laki who hadn't moved since the second chair shot directly to the spine. Reaching down he grabbed a hold of the man's long hair and yanked him up by his hair. Not only did he yank him up by his hair, Calvin proceeded to drag Laki by his hair to the chair that was set up in the ring.

Literally taking the man's head, Calvin slammed it off the chair with a thud. Nearly right away blood spit from the mouth of Laki. That didn't stop the Martyr as he proceeded to slam his head into the chair a second time, then a third time, and even doing it a fourth. In finally letting go of his head Laki just remained there in position with his head against the chair. Calvin had taken a couple of steps from him aggressively pulling his hair. Kind of like a mad man that had seemingly lost his cool and completely snapped without warning. Then just like that Calvin proceeded to drop down and roll out of the ring from under the bottom rope. He began to make his way towards the ramp.

Adams: Calvin Harris back in SCW... wow!

Simone: And that one action just painted a huge target on his back.

All eyes were on the man that had made his return and made a statement in making his return. Calvin had made his way to the middle of the ramp when he just suddenly stopped dead in his tracks. For what seemed like forever he just stood there. Seconds seemed like hours, but all the sudden he just cocked his head to the side looking back at the ring. Then just like that he started to make a beeline right for the ring which only further upset the crowd more. They could only imagine what he had in mind next, and at this point it was nothing more than overkill.

Simone: Oh come on! Enough is enough!

By that time Calvin had slid into the ring and grabbed a hold of Laki's hair. This time he pulled the nearly unconscious man up to his feet and was glaring right in his eyes. Not only was he glaring but he could be heard shouting at the top of his lungs again: "This is my ring! Do you understand me?! My fucking ring!" Calvin followed up those words by spitting in the face of Laki before he proceeded to hook the man in a very awkward looking position. Laki's head was dangling towards the mat before Calvin suddenly spun himself around hovering the head and neck of Laki over the chair.

Simone: Where the hell is security when you need them??

Every single person in the arena was practically begging for the Martyr to not do what he had planned. It was just crossing a line that didn't need to be crossed. That unemotional look on his face was displayed for a couple of seconds. Before all of the sudden that sick twisted and arrogant smirk formed. In that same light Calvin proceeded to drop down and drive Laki down into the steel chair with MARTYR'S MASSACRE! The moment all that weight came down the chair completely buckled and broke. Laki could be seen folded over himself as Calvin stood up on his feet with that look of sheer pride consuming his face. He pushed himself up from his knees and peered down at Laki just lying there in a heap.

It was at that very moment several security guards began to rush out from the back. Each and every single one of them gunning for the returning superstar. Just as those guards were starting to slide into the ring, Calvin himself slid right out. Making a quick dash as he leaped right over one of the barricades and began to run into the crowd. Most of those security guards just stopped in the ring or at the barricade where he had jumped over.

Simone: COWARD!!!

Cameras had cut to Calvin who was now standing in the crowd peering back at the damage that he had caused. That sinister grin of his had remained spread across his lips the entire time. For a moment that was the focus of the cameras. His smirking facial expression and the booing crowd seemingly set the tone for everything that had just taken place. It was at that moment the cameras found themselves cutting away from the ring and into the backstage area.




Cameras cut to the backstage area as Belinda Warwick and Jordan Monroe are standing next to the wall. Jordan has a smile on her face as Belinda looks at her.

Belinda Warwick: What you smiling about?

Jordan looks at her while shaking her head.

Jordan Monroe: I just texted my mother a very nice Mother's Day message.

Belinda Warwick: Cool but why are you smiling?

Jordan leans her head back while trying not to laugh.

Jordan Monroe: She just texted me back saying thank you and make her proud.

Belinda nods her head before looking down at her wristband.

Belinda Warwick: Well, are you ready?

Jordan places her phone into her jacket pocket and nods.

Jordan Monroe: I was born ready.

Belinda smiles.

Belinda Warwick: Let's go give this great New York crowd something to cheer for shall we.

Jordan snickers.

Jordan Monroe: Female Elders it's time to BOSS your life up.

Jordan and Belinda bang their forearms together before walking off towards the stage entrance.




A pair of redheads can be seen walking down the hall, one older and the other Sam Marlowe. The pair are talking softly but soon the elder can be heard to speak.

Sam Marlowe's Mom: so where do you think that he is Samantha? I don't have all night and neither do you.

Sam guides her mother towards the locker rooms of the Superstars and finally reaches the Team BJ door where she knocks.

Sam Marlowe: He might be in here...

The door opens to reveal Jamie Dean who smiles as he sees Sam standing there.

Jamie Dean: Well Sammi, who do we have here? Enchante...

Jamie flamboyantly reaches for the hand of Sam's mom and brings it to his lips in a very Rhett Butler way that brings a smile to Ms. Marlowe.

Sam Marlowe's Mom: Now Samantha is this one of your friend. I must say he is such a flirt, aren't ya sir.

Jamie smirks at Ms. Marlowe as Sam rolls her eyes.

Sam Marlowe: Jamie, I don't know if you remember my mother...Mom's this is Jamie Dean, Ben's tag team partner and one of my friends.

Jamie Dean: Now I can see where Sammi gets her looks. Although I ain't really that type and all, but if I were thirty years older and much straighter...

Jamie lets the comment hang in the air as Sam blushes and Ms. Marlowe titters coquettishly.

Sam Marlowe's Mom: Such a tease young man. And you wouldn't need to be thirty years older...only thing you need to worry about being aged is wine and cheese and a good scotch.

Sam's eyes widen as her mother teasingly rubs a hand on the arm of Jamie Dean. Much to Sam's surprise, Jamie flexes his bicep and waggles his eyebrows at an admiring Ms. Marlowe. Moving closer to her mother Sam reaches to pluck her hand from Jamie's arm.

Sam Marlowe: Umm Jamie, we are looking for Ben, have you seen him?

Jamie Dean: Well he did say something about meeting some fans...did you check the press room?

Sam smiles as she once more tucks her arm into her mother's.

Sam Marlowe: Thanks Jamie. And good luck tonight...

Sam swiftly guides her mother away before she can do anything else to Jamie who can't help but fight back the laughter.




Justin: The following contest is a bombshell tag team match... Introducing first...

The opening riff of "Fire with Fire" comes over the sound system as Belinda Warwick and Jordan Monroe comes walking out from backstage. Belinda stands at the top of the ramp while Jordan runs to both sides of the stage. When she returns to Belinda's side, they each throw up one fist into the air as sparklers go off behind them.

Justin: Making their way to the ring, please welcome Belinda Warwick and Jordan Monroe, The Boss Ladies.

The fans are going crazy as Belinda sombers her way down the ramp as Jordan skips down the ramp. While making their way down the ramp, they greet a few fans in the front row before Jordan slides into the ring. Belinda pulls herself up onto the ring apron as Jordan is already perched up onto the top turnbuckle. Belinda finally makes her way over towards the same corner Jordan is in and throws her arms into the air. The crowd continues to burst into cheers as they acknowledge the fans while preparing for the upcoming fight.

Justin: And their opponents....

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 mix reaction.

Justin: and her tag team partner from Foshan, China. Song

Song comes the curtain to a shower of boos with little bit of cheers. 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. 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. Song raises her arms in the air to ta a mix reaction. Alana Allure 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. As both tag teams are finally in the ring, Jacob Summers calls for the bell and this one is underway.

DING DING DING!

Adams: Well this should freshen things up in the Bombshell Tag Team division.

Simone: There hasn't been much action with one half of the current tag team champions being involved in the blast from the past tournament.

Alana sets to start this match off as Song heads to the ring apron, all the while Belinda charges herself towards Alana. The member of the Elders isn't watching and she is completely run over by the much larger Belinda Warwick. Belinda wastes no time in dropping down for the cover. Jacob starts the count.

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Alana fires the shoulder up and this match continues. Belinda pulls Alana up to her feet only to scoop her up like a small child and twirl her around for a side walk slam. Alana's spine hits the canvas on impact sending a shocked "oooo" through the crowd. Belinda just smiles towards the fans before she pops back up and makes her way towards the ropes charging back to drop her massive leg over the throat of Alana. Alana bounces on the canvas and Belinda looks for the pin once more however Alana just powers out without a single count being made.

Adams: Belinda sure is throwing her power around tonight.

Simone: wouldn't you?

Adams: I don't have any power.

Alana makes her ways back up to her feet as does Belinda and the two rush towards one another Alana is able to send Belinda staggering back with a spinning heel kick but she doesn't fall. SO, Alana rushes towards the ropes and charges towards Belinda trying to knock her down with a shoulder barge. Belinda doesn't move but that's not going to stop Alana as she goes for another shoulder barge. Belinda starts to sway and Alana races back towards her with a running cross body. Belinda falls back but she is able to catch Alana and while both bombshells go down the Referee slides along the canvas looking for a cover from Alana but Belinda is able to power up lifting Alana off her chest like a bench press.

Adams: She is scary strong, like freaky strong.

Simone: And she's not afraid to use her power to send a message.

Meanwhile Song is on the apron begging for a tag in, while Jordan is clapping her tag team partner on. Alana is tossed to the side from Belinda, but the Member of the Elders lands on her feet and she rushes towards Belinda who is still getting up off the canvas and baseball slides her feet into the legs of Belinda. This is followed by a springing moon-sault. Alana hooks the leg looking for the victory and Jacob is quick to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Belinda powers out. Alana just backs away from her opponents slowly before she makes her way over towards her corner to tag in Song. As Alana is making her way over to her corner Belinda swings around and catches her foot, trying to trip her up. However, Alana just drop kicks Belinda away from her before she makes the mad leap into her corner for the tag. The Fans let out a cheer as Song hits the ring, full of energy.

Adams: Everyone loves them some Song.

Simone: Once again, Jason, you're not hip.

Song comes flying in with a low drop kick to Belinda's knees before she rushes towards the ropes and comes in with a leg drop of her own. Song hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

NO! much to the dismay of the New York crowd, Song doesn't get the speedy victory over Belinda. Song just leaps to her feet and charges towards the ropes waiting for Belinda to make it up to her feet. A s Belinda starts to stand Song, comes flying back across the ring looking for a crossbody attack but Belinda just palms the much smaller Song to the side, sending her to the canvas with a slap. Belinda doesn't go for the pin she just walks to her corner and makes the tag to Jordan. However, Belinda doesn't leave the ring right away as she lifts Jordan up to her shoulders and Jordan does the unthinkable the leaps from Belinda's shoulders and comes crashing down with a flying senton, but she doesn't hit the full move on Song as she is able to just barely move out of harms away. Jordan holds her back, while Song counts her blessings while Jacob removes Belinda from the ring.

Adams: This is anyone's game now Belinda, it's just a matter of who makes it to their feet first.

Simone: Song was lucky to escape that move, hopefully she can overcome the shock and make a move.

Adams: I was going for the Elders, you have to go for the Boss Ladies... that's how this game works.

Simone: Oh, grow up.

Adams: I don't want to.

Meanwhile in the ring Song is stirring and the former Bombshell Tag Team Champion makes it up to her feet before she rushes towards Jordan, who is now on her feet as well. Both females collide but it's Song who comes out on top as she snakes her way around Jordan wrapping her up in a headlock, while her legs come up and wrap around Jordan's midsection tightening the hold. Jordan is stumbling around trying to get Song off of her, but it's no use the Member of The Elder's has the hold locked in. Jordan quickly thinks of something as she reaches back and grabs a handful of Song's hair before she pulls the former champion off of her back, whipping her with her hair to the canvas with a sick thud. The New Yorker fans let out another "oooooh" before Jordan collects her thoughts on the canvas.

Adams: This might be a rookie error on Jordan's behalf. You can't sleep on a member of the Elders.

Simone: I think she is just trying to catch her breath.

Adams: Oh so now you're defending her, a minute ago you didn't even like the Boss Ladies now you're their biggest fan.

Jordan gets up to her feet and she quickly drives her foot into the midsection of Song. Song, takes a few stiff kicks before she is able to roll out of the way, Song leaps up to her feet and drives Jordan down to the canvas with a jaw breaker. Jordan flies backwards and into the ropes before Song springs into action slamming the Boss Ladies face down onto her knees with a face breaker. Song hooks the legs and goes for the pin and Jacob makes the count.

ONE!

TWO!

NO!

Jordan is able to over power Song as and the pinfall shifts and Jacob makes the reveseal count.

ONE!

TWO!

Song is trying to wiggle free but Jordan applies more pressure.

THREE!

DING DING DING

Justin: Here is your winners THE BOSSS LADIES!!!!

Adams: Well that was an upset.

Simone: Song looks heartbroken.




The scene opens backstage, where we see Amy mid yoga pose as she warms/loosens up for her match against Devona, as she straightens up, she looks down at the camera and speaks.

Amy: "Firstly I never have been an inspiration to anyone before... I'm not exactly inspiration for anyone considering my background or history. I'm flattered but flattery won't get you anywhere especially not in this match. Secondly it doesn't matter whether you beat me or not... I will be always on managements radar to get title shots... hell if Mikah wasn't away on her supposed urgent family thing... I would have been no doubt in an Internet Championship match. There isn't if I have everything or anything to lose... because I frankly I've done everything I need to do in SCW... got titles, made history and in the hall of fame. IF you beat me... you have some big shoes to fill... obviously, they wouldn't be mine... more like the last rookie that beat me... Polly Playtime.

Anyway... tonight you will see another side of me... the dangerous side as I seek to make an example of you. See you shortly Devona and good luck."

Amy turns away from the camera and continues her stretching and yoga, as the scene soon fades out on the ongoing action on TV.




Backstage, Pussy Willow is joined by the newest member to the SCW Bombshell roster, Devona.

Pussy Willow: Fans, I am here with Devona, who in just a matter of moments, will take her first step as an SCW Bombshell out there in New York City against none other than Hall of Famer, Amy Marshall. Devona, welcome to SCW!

PW holds the mic out to her and Devona smiles and nods.

Devona: Thank you.

Pussy Willow: How do you feel going out there against such an experienced star in wrestling in only your first match?

Devona laughs.

Devona: Well I probably wouldn't feel as nervous if everyone would stop pointing it out. Seriously, I feel like it's a catch 22. I'd be lying if I didn't say I was nervous. Not just about facing a woman like Amy. God knows the chick is bad ass and has earned her mark in the sport every step of the way. World singles and tag. Internet. Roulette. And she's done it with style and honor. That's more than so many others can say. But it's also the fact of where my debut is taking place. New York City!

The fans watching on the screen cheer the cheap pop!

Devona: New York City is 'THE' showcase of professional wrestling! There are others, of course. Places like Tokyo, Mexico City, LA ... but New York City is 'THE' place to be when competing!

Pussy Willow: And do you think Gabriel and Odette have prepared you for what's to come?

Devona shrugs.

Devona: Well they've done all they can, but there's only so much they can do before I have to get in there on my own. The rest is up to me. And it's like I said before; I respect Amy Marshall. I really do. And win or lose, I plan to shake that chick's hand and buy her a beer after.

Pussy Willow: Well good luck tonight Devona.

Devona smiles and nods and walks off the camera.




Simone: I hope everyone is ready to witness what is sure to be the start of an amazing career up next!

Adams: Start? Huh? But Amy is already well into her amazing career, Belinda!

Simone: Ugh. I'm not referring to Amy, idiot. Devona is making her long-awaited debut!

Adams: Oooh...right! I've been looking forward to this one!

Justin: Ladies and gentleman the following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Bombshell's division singles match!

The crowd erupts in a huge pop as all eyes fall to the 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...Making her way to the ring...weighing in at one-hundred twenty-eight pounds...hailing from Juneau, Alaska... Amy Marshall!

Amy then continues down the ramp, as she 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: Earlier this week, Amy was a little confused about this match, but I don't think she should be.

Adams: Why not?!

Simone: Because they're putting a newcomer up against someone well accomplished as Amy Marshall. I would not consider that a slap in the face at all.

"Jazz Stinger" begins to play across the arena's sound system and moments later, the curtains part and Devona walks out onto the stage to the approval of the fans. She looks calmly out at the crowd and slowly smiles while nodding her head.

Justin: Introducing! From New Orleans, Louisiana, weighing one hundred and twenty eight pounds -- making her Sin City Wrestling debut! Devona!

Holding her arms out, Devona turns in a full circle atop the stage before she begins descending the ramp and walks toward the ringside area, slapping hands left and right along the way. She then gets a running start and slides smoothly into the ring, beneath the bottom rope. Hopping to her feet, Devona jumps onto the bottom rope to look out to the cheering fans, holding her arms out and beckons with her hands for more and louder cheers for which the crowd on hand obliges. She then drops back down to the mat and takes her place in her corner to wait for the start of the match.

Simone: Look at the look in Amy'e eyes, Jason. That's nothing but sheer determination to show Devona what SCW is all about!

Adams: And who better than Amy?!

Amy pushes herself away from the corner she was standing in as she and Devona begin a staredown. Drew Patton stands between the two as they approach one another, with Devona extending her hand in a show of good sportsmanship! Amy looks around for a moment before she shakes Devona's hand, and the crowd cheers loudly!

DING! DING! DING!

No sooner does the bell ring, and Devona attempts to take a step back and get the match started, when Amy refuses to release the handshake! She catches Devona off guard, yanking the debuting Bombshell towards her, attempting an early clothesline, but Devona manages to duck it! She spins around just as quickly, and hits Amy with a standing dropkick that sends the Hall of Famer stumbling forward into the ropes!

Simone: Great work by Amy in catching Devona off guard like that.

Adams: Not so great in not seeing that dropkick coming!

Simone: Well, to be fair, Devona clearly has some speed in her game. She hit that pretty quickly!

Holding the ropes, Amy spins around and glares at Devona, who offers her a quick smile as the crowd cheers. Devona's smile quickly fades and turns serious as Amy steps away from the ropes and heads towards Devona, where the two begin circling one another around the ring. Both women have their arms out, prepared to lock up, but it is Amy who makes the first move as she lunges at Devona and both women lock elbows! A back and forth battle begins as both women try to gain the advantage over the other!

Simone: We're still early on into this match, but it's been a great showing from both women!

Adams: I hope where ever Gabriel and Odette are, they're watching on with pride!

Devona pushes on Amy with everything she's got, trying to get her towards the ropes but Amy pushes back a little harder! Devona then maneuvers out of the lockup, twisting and contorting Amy's arms so they're behind BOTH women! This doesn't last long, however as Amy twists out of that quickly and brings a knee up into Devona's midsection, causing the lock up to completely break between the women! Amy then quickly backs up into the ropes as Devona is hunched slightly forward, holding her midsection and she introduces her boot to Devona's face!

Adams: That had to hurt!

Simone: She might need a trip to the dentist after that one!

Adams: Well...I didn't see any teeth go flying so that's a good thing!

Devona holds her face for a moment as Amy stays on the offensive, hitting Devona with a few knife-edge chops to the chest! With each shot Devona starts backing slowly towards the ropes until Amy takes her by the arm, backs her against the ropes and then whips her across the ring! Devona rebounds off the opposite set of ropes, ducks a clothesline attempt from Amy, leaps at the other set of ropes into a springboard crossbody to Amy, where she hooks the leg!

ONE...

TWO...

Amy kicks out!

Simone: Amazing athleticism being shown already by Devona! Early attempt to end the match right there and that could have been a huge upset to Amy!

Adams: But it wasn't!

Devona pulls Amy back to her feet where she attempts to set her up for a quick neckbreaker, but Amy gets her elbow up, connecting to the side of Devona's head! Devona stumbles back and Amy quickly launches herself at Devona, taking her down with a spear! She pins Devona's shoulders to the mat!

ONE...

TWO...

Devona kicks out and with authority! She quickly rolls back and away from Amy as both women jump back to their feet! Amy glares at Devona who smiles for a quick moment and shows off to the fans! She spins around and motions her hands and fingers for more cheers from the fans, which they give her! She finally turns back to Amy, letting her smile fade to a serious staredown as the begin circling each other once again!

Simone: And the fans are already loving Devona!

Adams: Aren't you?! I loved her from the moment she jaw-jacked Veronica Taylor at the last Climax Control!

Simone: That was a sight to behold, I can't deny.

Amy approaches Devona, holding her right hand up, motioning for a lock up. Devona looks for a moment, thinking her decision over carefully as Amy nods at her, insisting. The fans issue a loud mixed reaction, some urging her to do it, but others booing as it could clearly be a trap! Devona ultimately decides to go for it as she brings her left hand up and interlocks her hand with Amy's! Amy repeats the process with her left hand and Devona follows suit as they fight for control over the other once again! Devona starts to overpower Amy as she pulls her arms and hands down, attempting to twist her wrists upward, and Amy's panicked expression says she's trying everything to prevent that! Devona continues to work her magic until Amy headbutts Devona, forcing her to release her hold!

Adams: Whatever works!

Simone: I suppose, but Devona could have serious headache after that one!

Amy stands there for a moment, smiling and chuckling lightly at her quick thinking, and as Devona pulls her hand back from her nose, checking for any sign of blood, she just stares at Amy for a moment seriously! Amy lunges at her again but Devona quickly stops her with a quick hard kick to the midsection and she follows it up with a spinning sole kick in the exact same spot, leaving Amy winded! Devona sets her up for a quick neckbreaker, which she nails, only to keep it locked in as she bridges back up and then takes Amy down in a suplex right off the neckbreaker!

Adams: Whoa! I don't think I've ever seen anything like that before!

Simone: I have a feeling we're going to see quite a bit of new things coming from Devona.

Adams: Hey..who's that fella standing up in the front row?

Just a few feet away in the front row, one of Devona's close friends, the man known as Beauty, is standing up, clapping and cheering her on! His brother, the behemoth Beast, is seated directly next to him and he yanks Beauty right back down into his seat!

Simone: That would be her buddies, Beauty and Beast. Couldn't you tell? I can hear them jabbing from over here!

Adams: Man that Beast is a lot bigger in person.

Simone: That's what she said...

Devona is back on her feet as she stands back, waiting for Amy to get up, almost stalking her! She's pumping herself up, and even the fans as they start cheering louder for her and Amy slowly starts to get back to her feet, using the ropes for assistance! Beauty and Beast are still cheering her on from the front row, but a little quiet this time so as not to distract Devona in her big debut! Amy is finally back to her feet, regaining her composure, and when she spins around Devona charges at her! Amy ducks Devona leapfrogs over the top of her, spinning around quickly! She kicks Amy in the back of the leg, causing Amy to drop to her knees and she tries to set her up for a leg-drop DDT, but reverses it as she maneuvers to the left and whips Devona across the ring!

Simone: I'm not sure how Amy maneuvered out of that, but that was smart thinking!

Adams: Devona is definitely learning a few things in the ring against Amy tonight!

Simone: She is, but for having only seven months of training with Gabriel and Odette under her belt, she's doing a fantastic job!

Devona kips up back to her feet, right by the ropes, only to be sent over the top rope with a clothesline from Amy! Devona crashes down to the floor below as the fans in the front row are right on their feet, cheering her on! She reaches a hand up to the ring apron, ready to pull herself back up to her feet and just as she does, Amy is running across the ring going for a baseball slide under the bottom rope! Devona spins around just before Amy hits her, but Amy lands on her feet and spins around! Devona is attempting to slide back into the ring, but Amy grabs her ankle, pulling her right back out as Drew tries to get both women back in the ring!

Adams: Amy wants to keep Devona on the outside for a bit!

Simone: Gee, what gave ya that impression?!

Adams: She pulled her right back to the outside! Didn't you see it?!

Simone: It was...Ugh. Nevermind.

Amy is no longer following around as she shoves Devona back first against the ring apron! Devona's back arches as a jolt of pain shoots up her spin and Amy follows it up with a series of right shots to the head, trying to wear the rookie down! It appears to slowly be working and Amy takes Devona by the arm, pulling her away from the apron as Drew is forced to being his count!

ONE...

TWO...

THREE...

Amy spins Devona around, looking directly at the steel ringpost! She whips her towards the ringpost, but Devona does a baseball slide, saving herself from hitting the ringpost!

FOUR...

FIVE...

SIX...

Simone: What a way to save herself from Devona! That one could have been the turning point for Amy!aa

Adams: Tell me about it! Getting knocked silly by the ringpost is not fun at all!

Simone: And you would know more than anyone as you've lost a few brain cells from just that!

Devona quickly darts around the ring with Amy giving chase to her! Devona slides back into the ring under the bottom rope, jumping back to her feet and spinning around just as Amy follows suit! As Amy gets back to her feet she's met with a vicious right shot to the head that knocks her silly! She drops down to her knees and Devona follows it up with a Shuffle Side Kick to the head that does further damage! Just before Amy collapses forward, Devona grabs her by the head, and pulls her up to her feet! She spins her around and sets her up for her finisher! She drops her down into a Gory Special Reverse STO just moments later!

Simone: That is what I'm told she calls The Big Easy!

Adams: And man did she make it look easy!

Devona rolls Amy over on to her back where she hooks the leg and Drew drops down!

ONE!

TWO!!

THREE!!!

DING! DING! DING!

"Jazz Stinger" hits the sound system once again as Devona jumps to her feet and Drew raises her hand in victory for the first time!

Justin: Ladies and gentleman here is your winner...DEVONA!!!!

Beauty and Beast are the first on their feet in the front row, cheering and clapping perhaps the loudest as Devona is declared the winner in her debut match! She jumps up and down and celebrates as the fans cheer her on, but when she spots Beauty and Beast in the front row, she exits the ring, heading right towards them! She gives Beauty a celebratory hug and then does the same to Beast, only to be quickly lifted up and placed atop his shoulder, and the fans are eating it up!

Adams: I hope she's not afraid of heights!

Simone: What a well deserved win for Devona and an amazing way to celebrate!

Beast keeps Devona on his shoulder as the celebration continues and the fans continue cheering as Devona takes it all in.




Suddenly the crowd erupts in a fit of cheers and laughter!

Simone: What -- is going on???

And the camera catches sight of the entrance aisle as Despayre races at top speed, clutching a vending tray to his chest, brimming with a colorful bags of cotton candy in all colors of the rainbow! And right behind him? --- We can only assume to be the vendor who Despy had accosted in the lobby!

Adams: Hahaha! Does THAT answer your question!?

The vendor chases a cotton candy crazed Despy down the aisle and around the ringside area but even carrying the full tray, Despayre is like his friends call him; a little speed demon, and he easily outdistances the poor man! Despayre scrambles over the barricade and races through the fans to lose his pursuer, and the vendor is about to give chase -- when he pauses. He gasps for oxygen, then waves him off and turns and heads the other way, giving up!

Adams: lesson learned! Don't come between Despayre and his cotton candy!




"I pledge allegiance, to the flag, of the Fearless Champion Steve Ramone"

Simone: Wow, I have not heard that big of a pop for Steve in ages!

Adams: Well, as Steve repeatedly pointed out, this is his home city!

"I Want The World And Everything In It" By Battle Beast blasts through the PA System as the crowd comes alive for the hometown hero and one of the challengers in tonight's men's Roulette Title Match Steve Ramone comes out with his entourage, Steve seems taken back by the reaction from the crowd at first but he grins broadly before they make their way down to the ring, Steve hops on the apron first and holds down the middle rope for Kaylee before making his way into the ring leaving Cyrus and Andreas to enter the ring on their own, Steve takes the mic from Justin as he exits the ring and his theme song fades.

Steve: Damn it feels good to be back home!

Steve says getting a pop from the crowd.

Steve: You know, I was just going to do a video package where I insulted each of my opponents in my usual hilarious ways but after hearing that reaction? I had to come out and address you guys in person!

Steve says before frowning.

Steve: So, with that said, Ryan, you've been the bane of my existence for too long and it's only because Christian thinks your cute that you keep getting title shots against me! No matter, because when I'm done beating the shit out of you Christian will no longer think your cute and move onto that Samoan Guy who's debuting against Joshua Acquin tonight!

Simone: Has Steve even bothered to learn Laki's name?

Adams: Doubt it!

Steve: James, from the sound of things, your uncle's gonna be sleeping with the fishes at some point and maybe, just maybe, he can say hi to any hopes you had of winning the Roulette Title again after I beat you tonight whilst he's down there!

Steve says before grinning.

Steve: And honestly, Kris Halc? He has as much a chance of winning tonight as he does of standing a chance of fucking my fianc?! And speaking of which, the wedding is next week so that I can celebrate my title win in style.

Simone: He has seen male porn stars, right?

Adams: Hell, he looks like one!

Steve: But at the end of the night they won't matter because I will be the first four-time Champion in the company's history! This message has been paid for and delivered by "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone, the champion NEW YORK deserves!

The crowd lets out a massive pop as Steve's music plays again prompting them to leave.




Justin: The following contest is for one fall, introducing first....

The opening piano notes to Fozzy's "SOS" starts to blast through the speakers, as red and black lights start to flash, the black cutting through the red to create a brownish effect. The fans boo as the lyrics kick in. Ivan appears at the top of the ramp looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd.

Justin: From El Paso, Texas, erighing in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds, he is Ivan Darrell!

Ivan lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused. The MMA Master starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the booing crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Ivan shakes his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Ivan puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps between the middle and top rope, staring around at the booing fans. Ivan raises his arms as the fans boo louder.

Justin: And his opponent...

The arena quiets down as the house lights drop out and a chilling blue light filters through the crowd. The haunting masterpiece that is David Bowie's Blackstar begins to ring out as 'Pro Wrestling's Pedigree' Max Burke steps out through a fog onto the stage. Standing clad in black trunks with his initials on the front, 'BURKE" written across the back and tall black shiny boots and knee pads, he raises his arm in the air with a finger pointing to the heavens and his signature scowl on his face. He wears his fur jacket with a hood covering his head. The crowd boos as he starts to slowly walk down the ramp.

Justin: From Dorchester, New Brunswick, Canada, weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds, he is Max Burke!

The crowd continues to boo as Max slowly walks past them. He turns to them and raises his hand in a threatening backhand manner and then chuckles to himself when a few of the fans jump back in fear. He walks up the steel steps and stops for a moment, staring straight up at the sky. He lifts his arm and points to the sky again, his ode to his Uncle Ben, and then very quietly slips into the ring between the top and second rope.

He jumps up on the top rope and squats up there for a moment, before flipping the hood off of his head and posing. He jumps back down into the ring to a chorus of a few more boos and shrugs off his jacket. Max leans up against the ropes and waits for the match to begin.

DING DING DING

As Jasmine calls for the bell, Burke and Darrell meet in the middle of the ring, locking up. Burke uses his technical advantage to push Darrell to the canvas, but Darrell quickly springs to his feet and charges at Burke. Darrell jumps in the air and nails Burke with a shot to the head, sending him rocking backwards and against the ropes. Darrell steps in and plants a hard shot towards Burke's head and takes him by the wrist. He whips Burke in to the ropes and quickly moves towards the middle of the ring. As Burke returns, Darrell jumps in the air and catches him with a slanted knife edge chop, catching Burke on the throat and knocking him to the canvas.

Adams: That chop woulda made a ninja proud.

Darrell stomps on Burke, before pulling him back to his feet and catching him with a short, sharp jab to the jaw, causing Burke to turn his back on Darrell. Darrell moves behind Burke and pulls his head down in to a reverse DDT and drops the slightly smaller on to his back. Darrell moves to his feet with his back towards Burke and jumps around, jumping in the air and connecting with a leaping fist drop, catching Burke on the top of the head. Darrell scrambles over Burke, hooking the leg and Jasmine drops down to make the count.

ONE!
TWO!

Burke forces Darrell off of him

Simone: Quick kick out from Max.

Darrell gets to his feet first, stomping on Burke, but Burke pulls himself back to his feet, catching Darrell with a hard fist to the stomach. Darrell doubles over and Burke nails him with a punch to the side of his head, forcing Darrell to stumble away and towards the ropes. Burke pulls him in to the middle of the ring and sets him up in a cobra clutch hold before lifting him over with a cobra clutch suplex, crushing Darrell's head in to the canvas. Burke gets up to to look around as he pulls Darrell to his feet and whips him in to the corner. Darrell hits the turnbuckle hard and leans on the top rope as Burke moves in close. Burke puts his hand on Darrell's chest and lifts his arm in the air. Burke starts to slam heavy elbows on the top of Darrell's head, rapidly nailing elbow after elbow!

Simone: Bruke using the point of the elbow to the top of Ivan's head.

Adams: Ivan's gonna have his elbow marks in his head forever after those shots..

Burke pulls Darrell out of the corner and spins him around, reaching forward and hooking his arms up before lifting him over and planting him with a tiger suplex. He keeps Darrell's shoulders pinned to the canvas and Jasmine drops down to make the count.

ONE!
Two!

Darrell wiggles free.

Simone: Burke using a surprise factor there by keeping Darrell's shoulders down instead of releasing.

Burke gets to his feet first as Darrell gets to his knees. Burke moves in but Darrell sweeps his legs away with an arm, sending Burke on to his back. Darrell quickly gets to his feet and lifts his leg in the air and plants his boot behind Burke's knee. He lifts his leg back again and plants another boot behind Burke's knee, before grasping his foot and jumping down to his back, stretching out Burke's leg.

Adams: If Burke can't stand, the ref may be forced to stop the match.

Darrell stands up and bounces off the ropes before charging back and jumping in the air and landing with a running senton splash, his back connecting with Burke's chest. Darrell lays on Burke, his back to him, attempting a pin put Burke pushes him off before Jasmine can drop down and make the count. Darrell gets to his feet and leans back against the ropes, waiting for Burke to return to his feet. As Burke gets to his knees, Darrell charges at him and blasts him in the head with a huge knee, knocking Burke on to his back. Darrell pulls Burke to his feet and moves towards the corner, dragging his opponent with him. He Burke on the top rope and climbs to the second rope. He lifts him over planting Burke to the mat with a superplex. He rolls Burke on to his back and goes for the cover with Jasmine St. John dropping down to make the count.

ONE!
TWO!

Burke throws a shoulder up!

Simone: Two count for Darrell.

Adams: And now he's looking frustrated.

Darrell pounds the canvas and gets back to his feet, looking at Burke as he rolls to his knees. He crouches down and waits as Burke returns to his feet, his back towards Ivan.

Simone: Ivan could be looking to end this!

Ivan attempts a superkick.

Simone: Huge superkick!

Adams: No!

Burke catches Darrell's foot. Ivan turns to get his balance, but Burke pulls him in and lifts him over with a head and arm suplex!

Adams: The tide just turned in this one.

Burke quickly pulls Darrell to his feet and hooks him up for a suplex. He lifts Darrell in the air and holds him there, delaying the inevitable impact. Darrell stays still and Burke eventually drops him backwards with a delayed suplex! Burke quickly gets to his feet and pulls Darrell with him, lifting him up and dropping him with a sharp spinebuster! Burke quickly hooks Darrell's leg and goes for the cover. Jasmine drops down to make the count.

ONE!
TWO!

Darrell kicks out at the last second!

Simone: Darrell was just inches away for tasting defeat there.

Burke pulls Darrell to his feet, tossing him against the ropes, as Darrell come back, Burke lifts him in the air with a flapjack, stepping out of the way for Darrell to come crashing down with a thud to the canvas. Darrell pulls himself to his feet and Burke charges at him, swinging around with a huge discus clothesline, drilling Darrell on the jaw and knocking him down to the canvas.

Adams: Burke nearly knocked his block off.

Darrell pulls himself in to the corner and up to his feet, as the crowd watch as Burke charges towards Darrell, looking for a splash, but Darrell sidesteps and Burke charges chest first in to the turnbuckle. Darrell quickly runs through Burke with an almighty clothesline, almost taking Burke's head off!

Simone: Oh my God!

Darrell gets to his feet, a determined look on his face as Burke lays face first on the canvas, not moving. Darrell looks towards the top rope and pushes Burke on to his back. Darrell looks to the top rope again and moves towards it, pulling himself up and looking down at the fallen Burke. He leaps off the top rope and connects with a frog splash!

Simone: Hanging Six!

Ivan Darrell hooks the leg and Jasmine drops down to make the count.

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match.... Ivan Darrell!

Simone: These two just put on one hell of a match but it's Ivan Darrell who has come out with his head held high.

Adams: I hope this is not the last we see of these two men on opposite side of the ring.




Mikah is seen walking backstage sporting her favorite black tee that said VILLAIN in plain white letters on the front. Her head was looking down at her phone in her hand as she focused more on the device rather than where she was going. She stops in the middle of the hallway for a moment, frowning at her phone before sending off something before pocketing the phone in the butt pocket of her grey skinny jeans. She glances down the hallway before frowning before heading in her left direction, looking for a locker room.

Porter Sweete: Anyone ever tell you that you probably spend too much time looking at that thing in your pocket and not enough time looking at the world around you?

She turns towards the sound of the voice, and much like previous weeks, the owner is found leaning against the wall like he was waiting for someone. Typically that had been Kris Halc. He steps forward, extending his hand to Mikah, but unsure she would take it.

Porter Sweete: We haven't had the pleasure of meeting yet. I'm Porter.

She runs her fingers through the ends of her straight blonde locks, looking at the man in front of her. She stares at his face for roughly four seconds before her eyes move down to stare at his hand for three seconds before looking back up at his face.

Mikah: You do realize that I'm not going to shake your hand, right?

She raises her eyebrows before tilting her head to her left.

Mikah: I'm Mikah but I'm sure that you knew that.

He smiles widely, lowering his arm and putting his hand in the front pocket of his pants.

Porter Sweete: I expected as much. I guess I'm guilty of giving everyone the benefit of the doubt before they have earned it. Your friend wasn't any easier to talk to. I shouldn't have expected any different from you.

He takes a few steps as he talks, circling around her.

Porter Sweete: That doesn't change why I wanted to talk to you though.

She tenses up a bit as he circles around her and she turns her head a bit, trying to follow him with her eyes.

Mikah: My friend? I wasn't aware that I had many.

She offers him a smirk before turning to face him, feeling on edge with him circling her.

Mikah: Why would you want to talk to me?

She tilts her head again before narrowing her eyes at him.

Mikah: Did somebody put you up to something?

He laughs, but the look on his face is more annoyed than jovial.

Porter Sweete: The idea that someone put me or my brother up to anything is laughable. As far as everyone in this company knows, we are nobodies. We haven't made our mark yet.

He shrugs, each word seeming to get more condescending.

Porter Sweete: That could be because I've been lurking around the backstage too afraid to jump into the action for a month or so now. It could be because my brother was away enjoying the fruits of his labor, or it could be another reason.

He tilts his head to the side, narrowing his eyes on hers.

Porter Sweete: So let me ask you, does it seem like I'm scared? Do I seem like the kind of person that gets sidetracked? Or, from just the thirty seconds since you met me, do I seem like the kind of person planning something?

She looks at him before looking around her and then around him.

Mikah: I really can't say because I really don't know who you are. And why would you be scared? And who would you be scared of? I mean, it's not like I could do anything to you.

She offers a smile before shrugging her shoulders.

Mikah: However, you do seem like the person who has a plan. Because you did just say you wanted to talk to me. So that does mean that...

She pauses to tap her finger to her lips a couple of times.

Mikah: That you planned on finding me. So therefore, that does mean that you were planning something.

He raises both of his hands to sarcastically clap slowly.

Porter Sweete: See, much smarter than people give you credit for.

The smile on his face widens.

Porter Sweete: You are one of the most talented females in this company. Better yet, I would be hard pressed to find a Bombshell on the roster that is more stubborn when it comes to getting her way.

He reaches into the back pocket of his jeans and pulls out a business card. The camera cannot see what is on it, and his words are less than helpful about the content.

Porter Sweete: You seem bored with the way things are going here. I'm offering something a little bit more fun.

He extends the card out to her.

Porter Sweete: If you want to find out what that is, take the card. If not, well... I don't you're going to want to pass this up.

She looks at him before looking at the card, clearly weighing the choices in her head.

Mikah: This is all very cryptic.

She hesitates before taking the card out of his hand and glancing at it before looking at him.

Mikah: And I do like to get my way. All the time.

She glances at the card before looking at the man, raising an eyebrow at him before taking a deep breath.

Mikah: Okay. So now what?

He looks down at his watch, doing some math in his head before raising his eyes back up to her.

Porter Sweete: Now we wait for the rest of the guest list to get their invitations.

He takes a step back from her.

Porter Sweete: Just be where it says, when it says. The rest will take care of itself.

He goes to turn, heading away from her, but stops just as she starts to turn away.

Porter Sweete: And Mikah.... If I had a problem with you getting your way, we wouldn't have had this conversation.

She glances at the card that she still held in her hand before looking back at him, a small smirk on her face.

Mikah: Good because I don't budge for anybody.

He shrugs.

Porter Sweete: And nobody should ever ask you to. It's about 90% of your charm.

He turns, walking away down the opposite hallway. The camera turns back to Mikah, lingering on her for a second before the feed cuts back to a different part of the arena.




Backstage, Mercedes Vargas is seen standing before a backdrop with the Into the Void logo in the background. She rubs her hands together with anticipation for her match later on tonight.

Mercedes: So, this Sunday not only is it SCW's pay-per-view, but it's also Mother's Day. And you know whose mother is going to enjoy something: My mom will enjoy tonight as I step in the ring against you, Kate Steele. The Siren of Ladders...the Sultan of Submissions... the girl who fronts her own band...the longest reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion of all time. What a time to be alive! Hey, somebody had to bring interest to this match since you obviously couldn't do that during the week. Can you blame me?

Mercedes offers a noncommittal shrug, which gets even more boos from the crowd..

Mercedes Vargas: You know, just the other day my mother asked me, "Who are you wrestling this weekend, hija?" And I coolly told her, "Kate Steele." She told me "Who the hell is Kate Steele?" And I simply described you as a pathetic piece of shit at the bottom of my boots.

Mercedes shakes her head solemnly.

Mercedes Vargas: J2H pretty much summed it up nicely about you: you don't belong in the mid-card, you don't even deserve to be in the opening match, and to be quite honest, I hope you cherish that six-month title run with the Roulette Title, and the Internet Title run you got two months after Veronica beat you, because your fifteen minutes of fame is over. I know it will take less than fifteen minutes to beat you - a New York minute is me being generous - before our match is over bell to bell. No one knows what the future holds, but you don't need to have a crystal ball, tarot cards or a magic eight-ball to know you're in way over your head against me. In a matter of moments, it will be me and you, you and me, one-on-one, a match more than four months in the making.

Mercedes holds up four fingers. She hasn't forgotten the last meeting between them from the final Climax Control of 2016, even though neither pinned the other in the tag team match.

Mercedes Vargas: It doesn't matter how it ends and I'm not too picky: Count out, submission, pinfall or just plain beating your condescending ass from pillar to post. You look into my eyes and realize I'm going to tear you apart in New York City. That's your future ? your immediate future ? tonight.




Simone: This next match is one that could tear the house down tonight as it's a clash between the Metal and Punk Connection and the Mean Girls as Kate Steele takes on Mercedes Vargas!

Adams: Kate is just coming off an unsuccessful attempt to take back the Bombshell Internet Championship from Mikah at the last Climax Control and because of the tensions between the two groups the bosses have laid down the law, not only as Kate and Mercedes's respective teammates banned from ringside but if they make their way down to the ring whilst the match is going on their teammate will be disqualified!

Simone: All though, considering that both of Kate's teammates have been in action already, especially with Jessie defending the Roulette Title in a grueling opening match against Veronica Taylor and Chelsea Payne, that might prove unnecessary! Same goes for Veronica for that matter! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

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

Justin: Introducing first, from Berkshire England and representing the Metal and Punk Connection 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.

Simone: As you said, Kate suffered a setback recently when she was defeated by Mikah in her first defense of the Bombshell Internet Championship but she is looking to bounce back!

Adams: Mikah couldn't defend the title tonight due to a family emergency but you must think that a win in this match might put either of these bombshells on the path to a future shot at the title! After all, they are both for Bombshell Internet Champions!

Simone: That is a great point, Mercedes's last reign with that title was ended by Kate's M&PC partner Jessie at last year's Blaze of Glory so you must think that there's some resentment there!

Justin: And her opponent!

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

Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina and representing the Mean Girls, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

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

Simone: This should be a great match between a future Hall of Famer in Mercedes and a hot up and comer in Kate!

Adams: That maybe but just because the Mean Girls are banned from ringside doesn't mean that Mercedes can't resort to dirty tactics!

Holly Wood doesn't even get a chance to call the two women to the middle of the ring as Kate charges across the ring at Mercedes, Mercedes sees her coming and is ready for her resulting in a brawl and prompting Holly to call for the bell.

DING DING DING

Simone: This is unsurprising!

Adams: And unfamiliar territory for them both, Kate is well known for her high-flying prowess whilst Mercedes is not only a veteran but can go high risk or technical!

Holly decides to just let the two Bombshells go at it rather than try to restore order knowing the high tension between the two Bombshells but it isn't long before the brawl ends as Mercedes backs Kate up to the ropes and after being forced to break it up by Holly Mercedes backs up before going for a clothesline in the hopes of sending her outside the ring but Mercedes telegraphed the move by a mile and Kate ducks down at the last second pulling down the top rope with her sending Mercedes to the outside of the ring.

Simone: The match has already spilled out to the outside!

Adams: This could be Kate's chance to gain the advantage, as I mentioned earlier she is known for her high flying!

Kate realizes this as well and goes for a Springboard Cross Body to the outside but Mercedes jogs to the other side of the ring thinking that Kate is committed to the move even going as far as to tap the side of her head to indicate how smart she is, however Mercedes isn't as smart as she thinks she is as Kate abandoned her initial plan after Mercedes moved out of the way and once Mercedes has stopped moving Kate runs to the opposite ropes before diving over the ropes and hitting Mercedes with a Tope Suicida that brings the crowd to their feet! By the time, Holly's restarted count hits five Kate is back on her feet and she rolls Mercedes back into the ring where she follows her in and goes for the first pin of the match.

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes kicks out!

Simone: Too early in the match to defeat a veteran like Mercedes in that manner!

Adams: It does force her to expend energy though!

Kate shakes her head rather than argue with Holly over a slow count and instead decides to go back to her high-flying wheelhouse by climbing up to the top rope and waiting for Mercedes to get back to her feet and when she does Kate leaps looking for a High Cross Body only for Mercedes to duck down causing Kate to crash and burn to the canvas! Taking advantage of the opportunity that just presented itself to her Mercedes then rolls up Kate hope to catch her unawares before she has a chance to recover!

ONE!

TWO!

And Kate kicks out!

Simone: All it took was one mistake by Kate for momentum to swing in Mercedes's favor!

Adams: And as I said before, Mercedes is a veteran and she's going to make Kate pay for her mistake!

Rather than give Kate a chance to recover Mercedes drags the English Bombshell up to her feet with her and locks her in a bearhug! Holly gets into position and asks Kate is she wants to give up but she refuses despite the pain that her midsection has been enduring, after a couple of minutes Kate tries to break up the hold but Mercedes keeps it locked in tight until Kate resorts to unconventional methods to break it up, namely by headbutting Mercedes right in the nose! Mercedes tries to take a moment to check if her nose is broken but Kate isn't going to let her do that as she grabs Mercedes from behind and hits her with a German Suplex with a bridge for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes kicks out!

Simone: Kate's quick thinking may have just saved her from a world of hurt!

Adams: I'm not so sure about that, we don't know how much damage Mercedes's bearhug did to Kate's mid-section!

Kate climbs out to the apron and waits for Mercedes to get back to her feet whilst doing her best to pump up the crowd along the way, when Mercedes does get back to her feet Kate leaps up to the top rope and springboards towards Mercedes.........

Simone: OH, MY GOD! MERCEDES JUST SUPERKICKED KATE IN MIDAIR!

Adams: I THINK I SAW KATE'S HEAD LAND IN THE CHEAPSEATS!

Kate seems to be out like a light and Mercedes, thinking that she has the match in the bag, goes for a lazy cover on Kate.

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: HOW DID KATE KICK OUT!?

Adams: I DON'T KNOW BUT MERCEDES IS JUST AS SHOCKED AS THE REST OF US!

Mercedes looks up at Holly in complete shock that Kate managed to kick out of that but before she can go for another cover, mostly because she took too long arguing with Holly over a slow count, gets surprised by a roll-up by Kate!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes kicks out! Kate gets back to her feet first and calls out for her finisher.

Simone: She's going for the Silence is Golden!

Adams: Kate almost won the Bombshell Internet Championship with this move!

However, Kate takes too long to climb the turnbuckle allowing Mercedes to grab her from behind and get her in position for the Black Rose Overdrive which she hits!

Simone: Black Rose Overdrive!

Adams: Stick a fork in Kate, she's done!

Mercedes goes for a cover on Kate

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Justin: Here is your winner, Mercedes Vargas!

Simone: Kate put up a valiant effort but in the end Mercedes's veteran instincts paved the way for her victory!

Adams: If Kate's efforts in this match and her recent Bombshell Internet Championship Match are any indication she will bounce back from her recent setbacks!

Mercedes celebrates up the ramp whilst Holly checks on Kate.




The camera focuses again on the stage where a spotlight shines down upon Amanda Hugginkiss, dressed in a long sleeve, violet gown, white heels and a blonde wig.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome back -- Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd applauds as a soft music begins playing.

Amanda: Mama, you taught me to do the right things.
So, now you have to let your baby fly.
You've given me everything that I will need.
To make it through this crazy thing called life.
And I know you watched me grow up,
and only want what's best for me.
And I think I found the answer to your prayers.

And he Is good, so good.
He treats your little girl,
like a real man should.
He is good, SO good.
He makes promises he keeps.
No, he's never gonna leave.
So, don't you worry about me.
Don't you worry about me.

Mama, there's no way you'll ever lose me.
Giving me away is not goodbye.
As you watch me walk down to my future,
I hope tears of joy are in your eyes.

Cause, he is good, so good.
And, he treats your little girl,
like a real man should.
He is good, SO good.
He makes promises he keeps.
No, he's never gonna leave.
So, don't you worry about me.
Don't you worry about me.

And when I watch my baby grow up,
I'll only want what's best for her.
And I hope she'll find,
the answer to my prayers.
And that she'll say...

He is good, so good.
And he treats your little girl,
like a real man should.
He is good, SO good.
He makes promises he keeps.
No, he's never gonna leave.
So, don't you worry about me.
Don't you worry about me.

Mama, don't you worry about me.
Don't you worry about me.

The fans applaud politely as the performance ends and Amanda blows a kiss to the crowd.




The cameras work their way backstage once again, to find the Bad Boys standing inside of the Men's Locker Room. Giani Di Luca, Mickey Carroll, and Dax Beckett are getting into their ring gear, while Giani is checking on his hair in the mirror. He brushes his hand through it lightly, fussing with some invisible hair that no one else but him can see. Mickey is twirling the bat around slowly as he walks back and forth. He smacks it loudly against one of the lockers, just to blow off a little steam. Dax tapes up his wrists as he looks at his two tag team partners.

Dax: So... All week, we been talking about who was going to wrestle tonight. We know that there can only be two of us...

Giani: That ain't so, my furry man muffin. I read over the advertisements a thousand fawkin' times, bro. Nevah once did it say we couldn't awl three get in on that action. Not once.

Mickey: Ye and yer lawyer speak... There's no need to split hairs there, me beefed up cannoli.

Dax: Um, why the fuck are we using those ridiculous pet names for each other when there's no one arrrr...

Mickey and Giani nudge their heads ever so slightly toward the camera, but Dax just doesn't get it. He shrugs his shoulders and his face twists into a look of pure confusion and annoyance. Mickey grabs onto Dax's back and jerks him around to face the camera. He then slaps Dax's backside hard and firm as he really latches on. Dax winces in pain.

Dax: Hey, watch it... I'm still a little... tender... after the first few scenes of my movie with Amy...

Dax nearly vomits as he begins to think about it again, or at least that's what he wants us to believe. Mickey lets the grip linger a little too long for comfort as Dax slowly steps away. Mickey rolls his eyes as he continues to pace.

Mickey: As I was saying, Gi... the last thing I want to hear about is how it took three of us to beat those bellends, when one of us could easily take on both of them and walk away the winner.

Giani: They're gonna say that aw'ready though. It don't matter what those figli di puttane say once we get the next shot at Team BJ, cause we're gonna get those belts. It's like our entire purpose for bein' here. A win is a win, and...

Dax: I'm gonna have to side with Mickey here. I'd rather raise hell inside of that fucking ring and beat those worthless shit stains out right, than focusing that much energy into "fighting the man" and coming out of it all looking like pussies. I'm all for stirring the pot, but this shit storm could be saved for a better time. Look, I am on fire lately. I'll fight The Elders, but who is going to fight with me?

Giani and Mickey: I will...

They both stop and look at one another. They groan as they start to try talking over one another to come to a conclusion, but then they both get the same idea. They look at Dax as he shrugs his shoulders.

Giani: Who made ya the boss, anyway? I wear the pants in this marriage. I should get to decide.

Mickey: Well... that's debatable me tasty little crumpet. I ?aven't ?ad me time to prove that I can kick some arse inside of the SCW ring. I need this.

Giani: I've given both of ya's all of the attention in the ring, and nevah once bitched about it. Plus, I definitely wear the pants here. Besides, why does Dax get to fight anyway? He's been in the ring more than either of us combined lately.

Dax: Fine! Rock, Paper, Scissors, motherfuckers!

Mickey: What are we, a couple'uh ten year olds fer fuckssake? Why don't we see who can chug the most pints in five minutes?

Dax: Yeah, because that's a smart way to go into a contendership match... Plus, that's a loaded challenge, ya fuckin' alchie! Why don't we just compare dick sizes to see who should compete?

Dax shouts out loud as he practically lunges at Mickey. Mickey shoves him back a step and his eyes widen in rage. However, as he prepares to get a bit more physical, he stops himself. He looks to Giani, who shrugs his shoulders as he removes his cup. He sets it on the bench, as Mickey does the same. Dax rolls his eyes and puts his hands on his hips.

Dax: You guys call me the dumb one, and then you pull some shit like this? I was fucking joking!

Mickey: And we're callin' yer bluff, mate. Let's give Dax a fightin' chance here, Gi. Biggest and smallest fight tonight. Girth and length count, but bollocks don't.

Giani: I'll definitely be fightin' tonight, so I don't care what the terms are. They don't call me the Italian Stallion for nothin'...

Dax: Whatever... it wouldn't be the first penis I've seen this week...

Dax pulls his cup from his trunks and slams it down on the bench. The three guys look at the camera and then turn their backs to it. They do a quick and quiet count to three before lowering their trunks slightly. Their backsides are slightly visible as they look amongst themselves with apprehension. Dax's body loosens in disappointment as he flips it back inside of his trunks.

Dax: Damnit! Fuck you both!

Dax storms out of the locker room while adjusting himself to place the cup back in. Mickey and Giani sigh a breath of relief as they slide their cups back in. They puff their chests out in pride for the upcoming battle, smiles on their faces. Mickey wraps his left arm around Giani as he pats his chest.

Mickey: Don't worry, me little spaghetti noodle and meatballs... Yer secret is safe with me...

Mickey chuckles as Giani's face sours. He mutters curses under his breath as Mickey walks off, whistling an upbeat tune. Giani shakes his head as he kicks at the bench nearby.




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. "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, however, she is also wearing a Bad Boys Baseball cap and a Bad Boy T-shirt. Amy surveys the crowd for a moment and shrugs and shakes her head, as 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 reaches toward Justin Decent, asking for a microphone. She looks less than thrilled as she taps her foot, looking toward the entrance ramp.

After a moment of this, the lights die down, a few strobe lights pulsing to the beat of "Middle Fingers" by MISSIO playing over the loudspeakers. The crowd instantly turns to boos as the Bad Boys logo is projected onto the stage floor. Amy Marshall slowly nods her head in sync with the boos of the crowd. 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. They are holding their middle fingers in the air. Giani Di Luca brings 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. Dax Beckett flips his hood back and shouts out at the audience as he throws his middle fingers up and down, getting them riled up. Giani jumps around the stage, rubbing his presence in the faces of the fans before returning to the center. They then lower their middle fingers as Dax points down at the ring toward Amy.

Amy Marshall: They are accompanied by Dax Beckett... Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 475 pound, Giani Di Luca and Mickey Carroll... The Best tag team in the...

Giani and Mickey stop dead in their tracks. Mickey shouts toward the ring as Giani shakes his head. Dax crosses his arms over his chest as the Bad Boys refuse to move any further. Amy sighs and shakes her head as the music stops.

Amy Marshall: Really? Fine... Introducing the greatest stable in SCW currently... The BAAAAAAAAAAAAD BOYYYYYYS!!! Happy now?

The sound of the microphone dropping against the canvas crackles as the music continues. Giani nods to Mickey and then to Dax as they walk down the ramp, taunting the fans and welcoming their hatred as Amy passes them, giving Dax a dirty look, however she grins as she smacks Dax right on the ass. Dax hold onto it and gives Amy a dirty look in return. 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 as Dax slides to his right, doing a Playgirl style pose laid out across the apron. 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. He stands on the second rope, reaching over Giani as he flips off the fans he is facing. Giani flips his hood down and flexes his muscles, showing off to the fans. He turns around and enters the ring, as Dax springs back up to his feet. They enter the ring and they 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. Dax stands on the apron behind them, giving them a pep talk. 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, and they talk over strategy as they watch the entrance ramp.

Justin Decent: And their opponents...

IAIN SAYN NUN by OGYOLA X starts to play.

Justin Decent: 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 Decent: 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 their 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 raises his arms in the air to a shower of boos. 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.

Simone: You have to give it to Amy Marshall, she is holding up her end of the bargain from her and Dax's bet from the Blast from the Past.

Adams: Agreed, and I am sure she loved having Dax working for her as well....

Simone: Ugh Jason, please, no puns. We don't want to...

Adams: Make anyone the ?butt' of any jokes.

The bell rings to start the match as Giani and Jon Dough meet in the center of the ring.

DING DING DING

Simone: Thank god we have been saved by the bell.

Adams: And we don't want to get ?behind' on our commentary do we Belinda?

Jacob Summers motions for the partners of Giani and Jon Dough to get out of the match as Dough and Di Luca lock up in the middle of the ring. Giani uses his leverage to force Jon Dough back to the ropes as the two begin to roll back and forth on the ropes then into the corner where Jon Dough manages to catch the advantage and presses Giani backwards over the turnbuckle as Summers comes in and warns Dough to release the hold as they are in the corner. Reluctantly, Dough does lift his arms and backs away from Giani who brings a hand up to his chin to check on it. Dough moves to the middle of the ring closer to his partner who is on the apron shouting at him. Mickey Carroll can be heard yelling at Di Luca to kick Jon Dough's ass.

Adams: See, even Mickey is getting in on the ass jokes.

Giani charges out of the corner angrily and begins to level hard rights and lefts across the head and back of Dough who tries to cover up. Di Lucka stops for a moment and when Jon exposes his head, he has his hand caught and is whipped into the ropes only to be caught with a big boot by Giani who drops to the mat and pins Jon.

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: That was quite close for Dough. Giani Di Luca looks like he is out for some punishing moves tonight.

Adams: One thing is for sure, the Bad Boys will be living up to their reputations.

Jon kicks out and then pops to his feet as Giani does as well. Being quicker to his feet, Dough hits a shuffling sidekick on Giani that rocks him back into the ropes near the Elder's corner. Quickly realizing where he is, Giani turns and holds up a finger to wag it at Eyesnsane then he turns to be caught by Dough and launched over Jon's head with a belly to belly suplex. Giani arches on the mat then catches at his head in pain as he rolls to his side. Dough gets to his feet and moves towards his corner where he tags in Eyesnsane.

Simone: Eyesnsane has been tagged in.

Sliding through the ropes, Eyesnsane smirks as he moves towards Giani. Giani brings up his fists and swings at Eyesnsane who avoids the swing and then catches the arm of Di Luca as he pulls back his fist. Giani is surprised as Eyesnsane kicks him in the midsection driving the wind from his lungs. Doubled over, Giani is easily pulled into a cradle position that Eyesnsane transitions to a piledriver. Dropping on mat, Eyesnsane grabs at Giani who is rolling in pain and clutching at his head and rolls him over for a pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

Giani forces Eyesnsane off him before the count reaches three. Giani quickly rolls to the ropes as Eyesnsane gets to his hands and knees then to a vertical position. Along the ropes, Giani moves quickly to tag in Mickey. Carroll holds out his hand and takes the tag. Eyesnsane rushes over to pull Mickey into the ring but Mickey meets the charge with a vicious thumb to the eye that stops Eyesnsane in his tracks and sends him stumbling to the side wildly rubbing at his eye.

Adams: I'm scared for Eyesnsane...who knows where that thumb could have been!

Simone: I don't think that there is anything to worry about Jason.

Adams: Have you ever had alcohol in your eye? It burns Belinda...IT BURNS!

Giani forces Eyesnsane off him before the count reaches three. Giani quickly rolls to the ropes as Eyesnsane gets to his hands and knees then to a vertical position. Along the ropes, Giani moves quickly to tag in Mickey. Carroll holds out his hand and takes the tag. Eyesnsane rushes over to pull Mickey into the ring but Mickey meets the charge with a vicious thumb to the eye that stops Eyesnsane in his tracks and sends him stumbling to the side wildly rubbing at his eye. Mickey follows after him and then grabbing his arm, spins Eyesnsane into a European upper cut that rocks him back into a neutral corner. Walking into the corner, Mickey begins to use a series of back hand chops to rock Eyesnsane in the corner until he sags against the turnbuckle then drops to the mat. Summers comes in and calls Mickey off of Eyesnsane. Mickey backs away for a moment as Summers checks on Eyesnsane. Mickey moves to his corner as Dax shouts encouragement from the floor and Mickey and Giani talk.

Simone: It looks like Mickey is in full control right now. What do you think that Jon Dough must be thinking on his side of the ring.

Eyesnsane staggers along the ropes and moves towards his corner as Mickey spies him and charges across the ring. Before Eyesnsane can tag in Jon Dough, Mickey uses a forearm smash on the back of Eyesnsane and then drags him back towards the middle of the ring before catching him from behind and using a belly to back suplex to launches Eyesnsane further from his corner. Giani calls for Mickey to tag him in. Mickey gets to his feet and grabs Eyesnsane by the back of the head and drags him toward the Bad Boys' corner where he tags in Giani who slides between the ropes as Mickey pulls both arms of Eyesnsane behind his back and Di Luca slams a hard quick dropkick into the chest of Eyesnsane just as Mickey releases him. Eyesnsane is sent through the ropes and falls at the feet of Dax Beckett who is about to kick him but is caught by Summers who warns him off. Dax raises his hands in innocence as Mickey drops off the apron and picks up Eyesnsane to roll him back in the ring.

Adams: Look how helpful Mickey Carroll is, helping his opponent back in the ring.

Eyesnsane begins to crawl across the ring to the opposite side where Jon Dough is reaching into the ring for the tag. Giani smirks as he gets between the pair and taunts Eyesnsane. With a final lunge, Eyesnsane grabs the leg of Giani and uses a leg whip on him to give him enough space to tag in Dough. Giani screams in pain as Dax rushes around the ring to encourage Di Luca to tag in Mickey. Giani starts to work his way to the Bad Boys' corner with Dax shouting encouragement. Jon Dough moves to catch him then pulls him to his feet before whipping him off the ropes into a lou thesz press which is followed by several punches to the face as Giani covers his head. Dax jumps on the apron which causes Summers to go towards him as Giani slams a hard fist into the chest of Jon Dough.

Simone: Dax Beckett saving his husband right there with a timely distraction.

Trying to catch his breath, Jon Dough moves against the ropes and sags slightly as Giani rolls to the side and lunges into his corner and tags in Mickey once more. Mickey leaps over the top rope and grabs for Dough who he launches into the ropes and catches him with a back body drop. Dough arches on the mat as his hand goes to his lower back. Mickey moves to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles to the top and then launches himself off with a frog splash that Dough is barely able to avoid. Carroll rolls on the mat clutching his midsection as Dax slaps the canvas and Summers checks on both men. Dough gets to his feet slowly as does Mickey. Jon Dough catches Mickey around the midsection and tries for a belly to belly suplex but Mickey blocks it with one foot wrapping around the leg of Dough. Mickey tugs and attempts his own belly to belly but Dough counters that. Suddenly, Mickey breaks Dough's hold then catches the left leg of Dough and uses an exploder suplex on Jon that sends him to the mat clutching at his head and back.

Simone: Move and counter move. It looks like though that the Bad Boys are starting to rally.

Mickey pops to his feet and then moves to pick up Dough as Eyesnsane is yelling from the corner. Mickey flips the bird at Eyesnsane and then uses a german suplex on Dough. Keeping his hands on the body of Jon, Mickey rolls his hips and pulls Jon Dough up for a second german that he releases sending Dough into a neutral corner. Climbing the corner near the downed Jon Dough, Mickey flips off the arena then launches himself with a frog splash that lands on Jon Dough. Rolling off, Mickey reaches for the leg of Dough and rolls him up for a pin.

ONE

Simone: It looks like this is it...the Bad Boys are going to win the match and the number one contendership.

Eyesnsane rushes into the ring and breaks up the pin as he pulls Mickey off Jon Dough. Giani charges into the ring and as Mickey shoves Eyesnsane into the corner, levels Eyesnsane with a spear in the midsection. Eyesnsane goes down hard as Giani kicks him to the outside. Rolling to the apron, Giani stands over Eyesnsane who is fighting his way to his feet and then delivers a standing moonsault on the Elder member while in the ring, Mickey has picked up Jon Dough and roughly powers him into a german suplex position and calls out to Giani. Di Luca climbs into the ring and stops Mickey from suplexing Dough then shakes his head before offering to be the one to hold onto Dough. Mickey releases him and tosses him to Giani who locks in the german suplex hold. Eyesnsane is on the apron as Mickey backs up then uses a drop kick to send Eyesnsane off the apron then gets to his feet and superkicks Jon Dough over Giani's head. Giani releases Dough as Mickey pins him to the mat. Giani stands between the pin as he can see Eyesnsane getting to his feet. Summers drops to make the count.

ONE

Adams: Bad Boys for the win it looks like.

TWO

Simone: Eyesnsane is not going to be able to save his partner now.

THREE!!!

Jacob Summers signals for the bell after slapping the canvas for the third time.

Justin Decent: The winners of the match...THE BAD BOYSSSSS!!!

Dax rushes into the ring and raises the arms of both Giani and Mickey as the bell rings and Summers checks on Jon Dough.

Adams: Bad Boys...Bad Boys...whatcha gonna do...whatcha gonna do when Team BJ is facing you.

Simone: We shall certainly see now won't we Jason?

Adams: Oh yes we will Belly!

The match betwen the Bad Boys and The Members of the Elder s has ended and the Bad Boys are leaving the ring area as they are satisfied for what they have done when suddenly the mood of the arena changes where the music of the Unholy Alliance starts to play and the arena goes wild as they know what the Bad Boys did to them and the Elders a few weeks ago. Causing Carroll, Di Luca and Beckett to stagger back to the ring instead of going to the back. When suddenly the lights come up again and Dmitri and James Tuscini are standing behind the three men. Spinning around as Dmitri grabs both Di Luca and Carroll by their throats for a massive choke slam while Tusicni Beckett from behind with a big kick in the midsection and follows it up with a guttwrench suplex on the concrete as the two men stand over the three men from the Bad Boys. Dmitri lets out a vicious roar as Tuscini taps him on the shoulder telling him well done.

Simone: OH my goodness!! I'm sure that the Bad Boys won't like this!!

Adams: Tit for tat Brenda tit for tat




We cut backstage to Kris in ring gear, leaning against the inside of the doorway leading into a locker room. The camera approaches him from behind with Scott Oliver tapping him on the shoulder. Kris is already answering before he even turns and puts eyes on the interviewer.

Kris: Stoner! I could smell you from the end of the hallway. I know it's Into The Void, but damn!

Stoner tries to explain himself but Kris cuts him off.

Kris: My kids are here sir!

Stoner starts to panic, and the camera pans around Kris and into the locker room where his wife Heather is coaching Coby Quik through holding her infant daughter while women's Roulette Champion Chelsea Payne is stacking small wooden blocks on a couch with Kris' son. The camera turns back to the two in the hallway with Stoner looking inside.

Scott Oliver: Brought the whole entourage tonight?

Kris shrugs, the smile on his face being a pleasant surprise to the viewers.

Kris: It was kind of a big night for all of us. Chelsea already did what I'm about to go do shortly. It's Mother's Day so no way I was leaving Heather back in Jet City all by herself. Plus, I wasn't going to come to New York for a Supercard and not do fan events for the day before the show.

Stoner tries to follow Kris' words but the look on his face says that Kris lost him at some point. The smile wavers on Kris' face and he shakes his head.

Kris: How stoned are you?

Again Stoner tries to answer, but Kris cuts him off.

Kris: It doesn't matter. I can answer without waiting for you to ask. I'm excited. I'm ready, and I'm going to be righting a lot of wrongs once that bell rings. Nobody is going to be disappointed. Nobody needs to worry about which Kris they are going to be seeing out there. I'm good. Promise.

He reaches out and slaps Stoner on the shoulder, winking at him when he does.

Kris: I have a whole room full of people back here to win that title for. I wouldn't have brought them if I wasn't confident.

Kris laughs, turning away and stepping into the locker room. The camera turns to Scott, who look more confused than anything else.




Sam guides her mother towards the press area where Ben can be seen talking to Pussy Willow. Sam hangs back a little but her mother rushes forward.

Sam Marlowe: MOMS!!

Sam Marlowe's Mom: Oh pish tosh Samantha, Benjamin will be happy to see me. You worry too much.

Ms. Marlowe moves towards Ben before Sam can stop her and she slides her hand along his arm surprising him as Sam can only look on in shock and Pussy can't help but laugh. Ben looks down and in true Ben fashion greets Ms. Marlowe

Ben Jordan: Hello darlin'

Giggling like a schoolgirl, Ms. Marlowe bats her lashes at Ben as Sam moves to stand beside her.

Sam Marlowe: Hi Prat, my Moms wanted to say hello and see if you remembered her. Ben, Moms...Moms...Ben Jordan.

Sam Marlowe's Mom: Samantha! That is no name to call him, apologize now. And besides this gentleman can't be a Ben...too dignified and suave. He won't mind me calling him Benjamin now would you young man?

Ben smirks at Sam then taunts her by poking out his tongue before turning a smile on Sam's mother. Sam grumbles ?sorry' then some other rude words that her mother ignores.

Ben Jordan: Now now Ginge, you shouldn't be saying such things. After all your mum is here.

Sam's head tilts as her eyes narrow at Ben who is enjoying her unease.

Sam Marlowe: Well Moms, we found Ben and you have been able to say hi and now we have to go

Sam Marlowe's Mom: Nonsense Samantha, I just got here and it would be rude to abandon this handsome young man. So Benjamin, why don't you show me around before you and Samantha have to have your little match.

Sam Marlowe: Moms, Ben has to get ready...dontcha Ben?

Sam's eyes plead with Ben for his agreement which only makes him smile more.

Ben Jordan: Nonsense Sam, this is a special occasion and I am ready for the match anyways. So what would you like to see first?

Sam Marlowe's Mom: Oh wouldn't you like to know..but I will settle for the locker rooms or the catering table. Somewhere we can be alone maybe?

Ms. Marlowe leans against Ben's arm as Ben's smile fades and Sam's begins to widen.

Ben Jordan: I am sure that the locker rooms might be off limits to non-wrestlers so catering it is.

Ben leads Ms. Marlowe towards catering with her hands all over his arm and chest. Sam stands watching, fighting not to laugh out loud as Pussy Willow moves closer to her.

Pussy Willow: Gotta second to let me ask you about your match tonight Sammi?

Sam Marlowe: Tonight is going to be interesting. Stepping in the ring with Evie and Raab...I am pretty sure that the whole match will be explosive and it is completely up in the air on who might be this year's Blast from the Past winners. All I know is that when I get in the ring tonight the one thing I am hoping not to do is be distracted by the fact that this is the finals and let that cost me the match.

Suddenly from the down the hall, a shout can be heard.

Ben Jordan: GINGE!!!

Sam Marlowe: Oh no...I gotta go Pussy, sounds like my Moms has Ben in a compromising position...

With a giggle, Sam heads in the direction of catering to save Ben.




Justin: Our next match is a Standard Rules singles match pitting Dmitri against Jamie Dean.

Simone: Dmitri was really hoping to face Lord Raab for the Internet Championship at Into The Void VI but since Raab advanced to the finals in the Blast From The Past Tournament he is facing Jamie Dean tonight. This should prove to be an interesting match because there's a great chance that Unholy Alliance and Team BJ will be facing off in the near future for the Tag Team Championship That, of course, could be the scenario if James Tuscini is unsuccessful in regaining the Roulette Championship tonight, and if Dmitri goes up against Raab for the Internet Championship and comes up short.

Adams: I know it must be a let-down for Dmitri not to be able to face Lord Raab for the Internet Title Belt tonight but I'm sure that match will take place shortly after Into The Void VI. Right now Dmitri needs to focus on Jamie Dean.

Justin: Our first combatant for this match hails from Moscow, and he stands in at 6 feet 8 inches and 275 pounds, please give a warm welcome to Dmitri!

The lights go out and we can hear acoustic guitars start to play Devil's Work through the arena and later followed by the double singing of Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats when Dmitri walks out to the arena, all dressed in black or brown leather pants, a white blouse with his top buttons opened up. We see a candle burn on the titan tron as his name emerges. His eyes is piercing through the entire arena, as if he is searching for someone to drain his blood from. Lights emerge throughout the crowd as he starts to walk towards the ring with Pinky del Ferrando walking behind him, everywhere Dmitri 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. Dmitri finally gets on the ring apron as he once again looks through the entire crowd before entering the ring. He stands in the middle of the ring, awaiting the arrival of Jamie Dean, as his music dies out. We then see Pinky del Ferrando arrive at ringside to lend support for Dmitri and to ensure there will be no interference.

Adams: What in the hell is Pinky del Ferrando doing at ringside? He's associated with James Tuscini not Dmitri!

Simone: Pinky del Ferrando is also associated with Unholy Alliance tag team and since he has a Manager's license he has the right to be at ringside during Dmitri's matches.

Justin: Dmitri's opponent hails from Pacific Palisades, California, and he stands in at 5 feet 10 inches and 169 pounds, please give a warm welcome to "The Sausage King" Jamie Dean!

The electric techno rhythm of "Sex" by Cheat Codes and Kriss Kross Amsterdam begins playing across the sound system and Jamie Dean emerges out onto the stage with a smile on his face and his arms held out to the side. He is wearing dark shades, a black color and hot pink bow tie, black vest lined in hot pink, and matching loose pants. Jamie proceeds to walk down the ramp way, slapping hands as he goes. He walks around the entire ring, slapping hands until he reaches the steps and climbs them quickly to the ring apron. He steps halfway through the ropes and first grinds himself along the middle rope, then starts to 'hump' it vigorously. Jamie steps the rest of the way through and moves about the area of the ring, beckoning to the crowd for louder cheers and calling out to them, while managing to keep an eye on Dmitri. Jamie removes his shades and then begins to sway his upper body, sliding his vest off. He points to all corners of the building, and whichever side draws the most cheers, Jamie whips his pants off to reveal his trunks. He whirls his pants in the air over his head while grinding his pelvis towards the crowd, before tossing the pants to the outside. Jaime turns to look at Dmitri and then he leans back into a corner ready to begin the match.

Adams: You rarely see this large a difference in the size of wrestlers involved in a match. Jamie Dean is giving up 10 inches of height and over 100 pounds of weight to Dmitri. I know that height and weight are not always an advantage but in my opinion Dmitri has a major advantage in height, weight, and wrestling style.

Simone: I will give you the height and weight advantage but when we compare the wrestling styles of Dmitri and Jamie there may be a different story to be told. Dmitri is a powerhouse brawler who works with scientific wrestling abilities. Jaime, on the other hand, is quick in the ring and he is a technical specialist. Carrying around more weight can wear down a wrestler more than their smaller opponent gets worn down. Also the quickness of Jamie may work to his advantage of keeping Dmitri off-balance. Only time will tell in this match.

Jasmine St. John runs down the rules of this match which is Standard Rules. She further cautions that cheating, weapons, and illegal blows, will be reprimanded and that she's not afraid to issue a disqualification to the offender. She asks Dmitri and Jamie if they understand where she stands on this match and both motion that they do. Referee St. John motions to the Timekeeper and the bell rings to officially start this match.

DING DING DING

Adams: Here we go! May the bigger man win!

Simone: You mean may the BEST man win. You're really biased in this match.

Dmitri and Jamie approach each other and lock up. Dmitri quickly gains the advantage due to his size advantage. He muscles Dean until he has him bent over. Dmitri places Jamie's head under his arm and then he lands several hard blows to the upper back of Dean. This drives Jamie to the mat where Dmitri reaches and places a nerve hold onto the trapezius muscle on the right side of Jamie's neck. The pain is obvious as we see Jamie Dean winch and groan from the pain. He tries to get away from the hold but Dmitri has it gripped tight. Referee St. John steps in to ask Jamie if he wants to submit and he tells her no.

Adams: Oh yeah! The Vulcan Nerve Pinch!

Simone: You're a very strange person Jason. You do know the Vulcan Nerve Pinch was a made-up thing on Star Trek right? What Dmitri is using has been in use in the sport of Wrestling for generations.

Jamie continues to try to get out of the grip of Dmitri but nothing he tries is working. The big man is towering over him and his big hands are clamped tightly. Again Referee Jasmine St. John asks Dean if he wants to submit and again he tells her no. The fans begin to cheer for Jamie Dean to provide support and encouragement. Jamie feels the rush from the crowd and he starts to stand up only to be driven back to the mat. Jamie notices he is a few feet from the ropes and if he can get to the ropes he can obtain a mandatory break from the Referee. Dean scoots a little toward the ropes. He inches closer and closer until the ropes are just a few inches from his grasp. Seeing this Dmitri tightens his grip on the trapezius muscle of Dean which causes Jamie to retract his arm from trying to reach for the ropes. Again Jamie reaches and scoots toward the ropes and finally he is able to grab onto the ropes. This causes Referee St. John to immediately demand a break from Dmitri. Although Dmitri breaks the hold at the order of Jasmine St. John he lands a hard punch into the trapezius muscle of Jamie Dean on the break. This draws a stern warning from Referee St. John and boos from the crowd. Jasmine orders Dmitri to step back to allow Jamie Dean time to get to his feet. Pinky del Ferrando is at ringside rooting Dmitri on. Dean removes his hand from the ropes and immediately Dmitri charges over to him but Jamie smartly rolls under the ropes to the arena floor. This causes Referee St. John to step in and order Dmitri to stay back and not get in her way or she will stop her count on Jamie on the outside of the ring.

Simone: A smart move on the part of Jamie Dean. Going to the outside of the ring not only breaks the momentum of your opponent it also gives you time to recover from whatever just happened. In this case the trapezius muscle for Jamie is sore and he needs to massage the pain out.

Adams: If Dmitri remains in the ring he isn't likely to get a count out on Jamie Dean. However if he goes outside the ring to attack Jamie it might lead to a Disqualification and he cannot allow that to happen.

Jamie Dean walks around on the outside of the ring while massaging his trapezius muscle. Referee Jasmine St. John starts her count on Dean on the outside of the ring.

ONE...

Jamie continues walking around ringside. As he's walking he approaches where Pinky del Ferrando is located. Pinky walks up and gets into the face of Dean and he starts hurling insults at him. Jamie is hoping that Pinky will strike him so the Referee will disqualify Dmitri but Pinky keeps his distance.

TWO...

The altercation has caused Andreas and Cyrus to ringside to confront Pinky who doesn't notice they are behind him. Cyrus grabs Pinky by the arms and pulls his arms behind him while Andreas slaps on a pair of handcuffs. Pinky is dragged away from ringside by the two which causes Dmitri, who is still inside the ring, to be concerned for his Uncle's safety.

THREE...

Adams: I wonder why Andreas and Cyrus came down to take Pinky del Ferrando away.

Simone: Probably they wanted to keep him out of action for the Roulette Championship match which is a few matches after this one. Without Pinky at ringside perhaps James Tuscini will be at a disadvantage.

Referee St. John is about to administer a four count when Jamie Dean runs up the ring steps and steps through the ropes. Once inside the ring St. John motions for the two wrestlers to get back into the action. Confident that he has the advantage Dmitri charges toward Jamie who spins out of the way causing Dmitri to slam into the corner. Jaime immediately goes on the attack with a knee to the lower back of Dmitri. He follows it up by stepping back and then running in to hit a drop kick to the upper back and head of Dmitri causing Dmitri's head to slam into the corner turnbuckle padding. Dean doesn't let up as he grabs onto Dmitri and drags him over his head to the mat where he holds Dmitri for the pin. Referee St. John drops into position to administer the pin count.

ONE...

TWO...

TH... Dmitri got his shoulder up to break the count.

Adams: Wow that was nearly a pinfall by Jamie Dean over the big man!

Simone: A great attempt at a pinfall by Jamie Dean. In a match like this, where you are facing a larger opponent, it is beneficial to take advantage of every opportunity.

Jamie Dean gets up and leans against the ropes. Dmitri gets to his feet and glares at Jamie. Dean is taunting Dmitri to bring it on which infuriates Dmitri and he flies toward Jamie Dean and as he goes for his patented Nosferatu Clothesline from Hell. As he approaches Jamie ducks out out of the way and Dmitri's momentum takes him over the ropes where he lands hard on the arena floor slamming his knees into the floor. We see Dmitri holding his knees and groaning while trying to massage the pain away so he can get to his feet. Referee St. John cautions Jamie to remain in the ring but he exits the ring to the arena floor. Referee St. John starts a count on the two men on the outside of the ring.

ONE...

TWO...

Adams: Dmitri and Jamie need to get back inside the ring of we may have a double count out.

Simone: I'm sure both are aware of the count.

THREE...

FOUR...

FIVE...

Jamie grabs Dmitri and pulls him to his feet. He then drags him over to the ring where he swings Dmitri toward the ring which causes Dmitri to land on the ring apron where he rolls under the bottom rope into the ring stopping Referee St. John's count on him but she continues to count on Jamie Dean who is still outside of the ring.

SIX...

SEVEN...

Jamie Dean jumps up on the ring apron and returns inside the ring breaking the Referee's count at seven. As Jaime approaches Dmitri he is hit with a hard punch to the face by Dmitri drawing a warning from Jasmine. Jamie approaches again and is hit again with a hard punch to the face by Dmitri. Referee St. John is upset and issues another warning to Dmitri for the punching. Jaime approaches Dmitri a third time and this time when Dmitri throws a punch Dean ducks the punch and he hits the knee with a sweeping kick and that drives Dmitri to his knees. As Dmitri stands up Jamie hits him again in the knee driving Dmitri to the mat. Jamie steps back several steps as he waits for Dmitri to get to his feet and the instant Dmitri stands upright Dean hits him with his Beef Injection Busaiku Knee Kick that drops Dmitri to the mat. Jamie goes for the cover as Referee Jasmine St. John drops into position and makes the pin count.

ONE...

TWO...

THREE...

Referee St. John motions to the Timekeeper to ring the bell and this match is over. She orders Jaime Dean to get off Dmitri and he does. Jasmine St. John stands next to Jaime Dean to raise his hand in victory once the official decision has been announced.

Justin: Here is your winner of this match, by pinfall, "The Sausage King" Jaime Dean!!!

Referee Jasmine St. John raised the hand of Jamie Dean for the win as the crowd cheers. She drops his hand and Jaime exits the ring and heads up the ramp to the backstage area shaking hands and slapping high fives with the crowd. Our attention is returned to the ring where Dmitri is slowly getting to his feet. He staggers a bit as he walks to the ropes and exits the ring. He slowly makes his way up the ramp and then he disappears behind the partition into the backstage area.




The scene comes in with the Angels of the Fallen backstage. Raynin and Gothika are stretching while Diamond and Darknyss give them words of encouragement. The Men of R.O.A.R. and Michael Argento come over. Gothika sees Michael and she stops stretching and comes over to try to take his hand, but the look on his face stops her.

Gothika: Michael! I'm so glad that you're doing better. I was going to come and see you after they got you stabilized, but the doctors and nurses all said that you didn't want to see me.

When he speaks, there's so much venom in his voice, it freezes her blood cold.

Michael Argento: Damn right I didn't want to see you. Why would I want to see you?

Gothika bites her bottom lip and takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly.

Gothika: Michael, there's no reason to be mean. Come on! We're friends!!

Michael's face turns bright red with anger.

Michael Argento: Friends? Why would you ever think that we were friends?

Diamond steps forward and puts a hand on Gothika's shoulder protectively.

Diamond: Come on Michael! That's not fair!

Michael takes a deep breath and shakes his head slowly.

Michael Argento: Why did you do it? Was turning your back on me not enough that you had to conspire to have me tortured?

Gothika gasps and looks at him in shock.

Gothika: What in the hell?!! I don't know what you're talking about, Michael! You know I would never... I could never...

Michael yells at her.

Michael Argento: The hell you couldn't!!! Look at me!!!

Gothika closes her eyes and squeezes them tightly. Michael gets even angrier.

Michael Argento: I SAID LOOK AT ME GOD DAMN IT!!!

Gothika's eyes snap open and you can see that they have bled from their usual brown to ice blue as he tries to control her emotions.

Gothika: I understand that you're upset Michael, but you don't have to yell at me.

Michael flops his hands uselessly at the ends of his casts, then he clenches them into fists.

Michael Argento: I went through hell!!

Gothika sighs and nods.

Gothika: I know. I...

Michael yells at her again interrupting her.

Michael Argento: NO YOU DON'T KNOW!!

He takes a deep breath as Gothika looks down at him.

Michael Argento: You could NEVER understand what I went through unless you've been through it yourself!!

Gothika purses her lips and glares back at him, just as angry as he.

Gothika: That's just the thing, Michael. I HAVE been through something just like that! Or have you forgotten the way that I was turned??!!

Michael suddenly blanches, and is about to speak when he suddenly looks behind the group standing before him and sees Dmitri and James Tuscini standing there. He leans his head back and growls angrily.

Michael Argento: And there is why I say you did this to me!!

Gothika throws her hands up in the air, shaking her head.

Gothika: Why Michael?!! Why do you think that I had ANYTHING to do with this atrocity?!! And knowing my past, why would you EVER think I could come up with something so cruel and despicable??!!

Michael points at Dmitri and shrieks his next words, spittle flying from his mouth in rage.

Michael Argento: BECAUSE IT WAS HIS BITCH THAT DID THIS TO ME!!

Dmitri looks around confused.

Dmitri: My bitch? What? Who are you talking about? I don't have a bitch!

Michael growls out a single word.

Michael Argento: EKATERINA!!

As if on cue, Ekaterina suddenly strolls around the corner, cackling evilly. Michael hears her laugh and he turns stark white, his whole body trembling in fear. Ekaterina inhales deeply and almost purrs in satisfaction.

Ekaterina: Hello Michael. It's so nice to see you again. Did you miss me?

Michael's fear is so intense that tears start to roll from his eyes.

Michael Argento: Stay away from me!! Don't touch me!!

Ekaterina: Oh, is that anything to say to an old friend?

Ekaterina moves towards Michael, but Gothika is suddenly there with a hand around her throat. She lifts Ekaterina up into the air and her eyes have bled from ice blue to a red so deep they almost look black.

Gothika: YOU!!! IT WAS YOU!! YOU FILTHY STINKING PIECE OF COW SHIT!! HOW COULD YOU??!!!!

Ekaterina chuckles, but her voice is strained by the grip around her throat.

Ekaterina: I did nothing that was illegal by your so precious vampire laws. You'd already set him aside which made him fair game.

Gothika shakes her head.

Gothika: You're wrong! Just because I wasn't dating him means nothing! I'd never set him aside as my pomme de sang! He was my blood doll, and you took him from me!!!

Dmitri comes up beside her and places a hand on her arm.

Dmitri: You have to let her go beloved.

Michael yells at Dmitri.

Michael Argento: Yeah, you're always gonna take her side cause she's your maker! Can't you see Mia? He was in on it!!

Gothika's arm is shaking from the intensity of what she's feeling. Dmitri turns to Michael and shakes his head.

Dmitri: You're wrong Michael. I had nothing to do with what happened. It was James and I who spent weeks trying to find you along with Gothika and all of her friends. She went through hell trying to get you back. Apparently it was all Ekaterina who did this.

Michael shakes his head.

Michael Argento: Bullshit!! That's just bullshit! I know you had something to do with this!! If you didn't, then why are you trying to stop Mia from getting revenge?!! Huh?!!

Dmitri looks from Michael to Ekaterina and back to Michael and sighs.

Dmitri: Because I've been studying the book of law that I found hidden in a secret compartment in Ekaterina's suitcases.

Ekaterina gasps and looks down at Dmitri.

Ekaterina: You did what?!!

Dmitri turns and looks at his maker, the look on his face cold.

Dmitri: I found the book of vampire law you've had all along. I can tell it's centuries old. You knew all along what you were doing was wrong. You knew you were breaking law after law, and you were trying to make me break them right along with you. If it hadn't been for Gothika... I probably never would have known. And in the end, you would have either killed me yourself or sicced the Council on me to have them kill me instead.

Ekaterina shrieks down at him, but Gothika squeezes tightly and she starts to gurgle as a small trickle of blood escapes around her fingernails. Dmitri shakes his head.

Dmitri: Your plan almost worked too. But you didn't plan on me finding Gothika and learning the truth about who I am. Or about what I am.

Dmitri places a hand on Gothika's shoulder and shakes his head.

Dmitri: You know you can't do what you're thinking my love. The Council forbids that kind of justice unless you're one of the Punishment Force.

Michael screams out from behind them.

Michael Argento: SHE'S NOT YOURS!! SHE'S MINE!!

Gothika shakes her head.

Gothika: I could end her right now, and you'd be free!! Michael would be out of danger, and this could all just go away.

Dmitri puts a hand on Gothika's cheek and sighs heavily.

Dmitri: I can't let you go down that road. You are not her and you will never be her. Please... let her go.

Ekaterina gurgles out to Gothika.

Ekaterina: That's right! You will never be me you... URK!!!

Gothika squeezes hard and lets go of Ekaterina who falls to the floor. You can see her handprint on Ekaterina's windpipe where she's crushed it and she turns to Dmitri.

Gothika: As long as she's free and walking around, she will try to take you from me again.

Dmitri shakes his head and strokes Gothika's hair.

Dmitri: She has no more power over me. I know now that the only power she truly had was what I allowed her to have. And I won't let her have it anymore. I will defy her to my dying breath. OOOWW!!

They turn and look down, and see that Michael has used his good leg to pull himself over to them and he's kicking Dmitri in the shin with tears running down his face.

Michael Argento: SHE'S MINE!! SHE'S MINE AND YOU CAN'T HAVE HER!!!

He looks up at Gothika and his face crumples.

Michael Argento: I need you Mia! Please! Please don't leave me!

Gothika turns and leans over and hugs Michael tightly.

Gothika: I'm not leaving you, Michael. I will always be in your life.

Michael stiffens under her and slowly pushes himself back with his one good foot.

Michael Argento: If you do this... I will never... EVER forgive you.

Gothika doesn't speak, and Michael turns to Jeremiah.

Michael Argento: Can you call my nurse please. I suddenly don't think I want to be here anymore.

Jeremiah moves forward and wheels Michael off as the rest of the group turns to Ekaterina. She's rubbing her throat which has started to repair itself, and she chuckles with a scratchy sound.

Ekaterina: You think this is over bitch? Dmitri will always be mine!!

Gothika walks over and squats down in front of Ekaterina.

Gothika: You better hope that the Punishment Squad gets you before I have a chance to submit a request for vengeance with the Council. If I get my hands on you, I'll make what you did to Michael seem like a walk in the park with clowns and balloons.

Gothika stands and looks down at Ekaterina and growls loudly.

Gothika: I have one word for you.

Gothika opens her mouth and bares her teeth at the older vampire. As she does, her fangs slowly extend, the tips tinged in pink from breaking through her gums.

Gothika: RUN!!

Ekaterina slowly pushes herself up to her feet and shuffles off as the scene fades out.




We find ourselves backstage at Carnesecca Arema. It is there where we are treated to the sight of Pussy Willow she is smiling as she is holding a microphone in her hands. She looks into the camera as she begins to speak.

Pussy Willow: Hello everyone and welcome to Into The Void. I am Pussy Willow and tonight I have a special guest. Please join me as I have a special interview with none other than...

Before she could even finish that's when we are treated to the sight of a brunette running towards Pussy. Pussy opens her eyes wide up as this brunette sprints right at her. She has a little vial in her hand as she holds it high in the air. She tosses it right at Pussy's feet and the vial shatters on the floor. Pussy seems befuddled as the brunette seems to be getting upset.

Tiffany: Phoebe!!!!!!!! I thought you said this was the demon we had to vanquish!

A blonde runs right next to Tiffany as she shakes her head uneasily.

Chloe: It is! I saw it in my premonition I don't know what's going on! You try freezing her?!

Tiffany: I much rather prefer to blow her up.

Chloe: We have potions for that... Try another!

Pussy has no idea at what's going on she reaches into her pocket and pulls out yet another vial, but before she can throw it a bright white light catches us from the other side. It's none other than Crystal Millar. Her long purple hair drapes down her back she smiles as she holds her hand out and screams at the top of her lungs.

Crystal: POTION!!!!

Tiffany looks at her hand and almost like a magic trick she shows the potion before it just disappears in thin air. Crystal smiles as she now has a vial in her hand and she grins in return. Pussy gets excited as she claps in return.

Pussy Willow: Nice job how the heck did you do that?!

Crystal: It's magic Pussy, magic! Now Pussy isn't the one that needs to be vanquished! Oh no you see... Sorry for my matters but I am Crystal Millar and if you don't know by now I am the one and only SILVER SCREEN QUEEN!!!!! I bring all of you movies, television shows, and of course anime and everything else to life. The biggest nerd to have ever stepped foot into SCW. Want a cosplay?! I got you covered! Want to see a television show brought to life I got you covered, I have all of the bases covered.

The fans in the arena can be heard in the arena offering her a very mixed reaction.

Let's go Crystal!
Crystal sucks!
Let's go Crystal!
Crystal sucks!

Crystal: And this reaction is very mixed! Kinda like my potion making skills sometimes it could have been bad and sometimes perfect. It's really a mixture of everything. Tonight however if the stars and starlets want to cheer me on so be it! And if the haters want to boo me so be it too. But tonight I am joined by the likes of my studios newest Chief Operating Officer Chloe Martin, and of course the newest acquisition to our studio Tiffany Daniels! Tonight I will walk into that ring with the likes of Melody Grace and Polly Playtime and I will be forever charmed because I will walk away with the Bombshell Championship squarely around my waist.

Tiffany: Around your waist?! I more took you for the type to hold it high above your head.

Chloe: Or wear it like a trinket... Remember Crystal your duties as a charmed one and whatever happens don't do something for personal gain!

Pussy Willow: Hello interviewer here... I am supposed to be the one asking the questions right?!

Crystal just shakes her head sighing.

Crystal: Personal gain?! But I am going to win tonight for all of the fans. It's not just for me but it's for the division as a whole. The fact is the moment I lost the title nothing happened in this division. There were no challengers built up. We had to resort to pulling Grams out of the woodwork... Vixen that would be you. But it should have never came to that. I know at times I could be a bitch, I could be the envy of your hate but one thing I am is a great witch.

Chloe: Great?! I don't know about that.

Tiffany: You still can't measure up to Prue but I have another word in mind that rhymes with witch it's the word b....

Crystal: I meant to say champ not witch! I am an amazing champion and despite what people might think of me I put it all on the line when I step in the ring. I leave it all out there. I bust my ass every single night in order to make sure that the belt's value and prestige gets brought to another level, and I will continue to do so. Tonight it's about being Charmed again. In my first run as champ I was like Prue. Clearly powerful perhaps the strongest of them all. I couldn't be touched ready to jump into battle, ready to put evil to an end, but that woman died. That Crystal Millar died off never to be seen again. Tonight I return as Paige Matthews. I feel centered a certain new white light about me, and I am ready to serve a higher calling.

Crystal points at the camera.

Crystal: That higher calling is that of the fans. So tonight the power of C returns. The power of Crystal. It's time to be charmed again, and it's time to vanquish the likes of Polly Playtime to another plane. She might try to come back, she might try to do something but I will be ready and waiting. Tonight I get back to where I want and I become your SCW World Bombshell Champion. Oh do you hear that?!

Crystal's fear begin to cheer even louder.

Crystal: Looks like they are calling me... See ya!

With that she jumps away as we can see a white light in the background. We fade away on this iamge as Chloe and Tiffany head the other way.




Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Bombshell tag team match!!!

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. 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: Currently in the ring!! With a combined weight of 244 pounds!! Lucy Serraphina and Uriella Abaddon!! The Angel Clan!!!!

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. 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, and stare at their opposition

Justin: And their opponents!! With a combined weight of 300 pounds!! Gothika and Raynin!! The Fallen!!!

DING DING DING

The bell has rang as Gothika and Lucy Serraphina start off the match, the two vampires smile at each other before locking arms and Gothika gets her in a side headlock before hip tossing her to the canvas for the hold as Drew Patton checks on them to see whether Lucy has her shoulders on the canvas. But before he can do anything of the sorts it is Luscy that manages to wrap her legs around the neck of Gothika and pulls her down to the canvas and break the hold that she had on her as she has her legs wrapped tight around the head of Gothika. Gothika manages to jump out of the hold and then delivers a fierce dropkick to the face of Lucy. The two get to their feet quickly as they stare at each other while the fans are applauding them for the wrestling moves that they put on so early in the match. The two nod each other's heads before going for another collar elbow tie up and again Gothika gets up ahead because of her size and strength advantage. But Lucy pushes her in the ropes before going for an Irish Whip and follows it up with a cross body block that sends Gothika back in the ropes as the two fall over the top rope and land on the concrete as Lucy lands on top of Gothika. There she grabs her by the head and whips her back in the ring before getting on the apron and jumps over the top rope and lands with a leg drop from the top rope on top of Gothika. There she goes for the cover, but only gets a count of two as Gothika can kick out.

Adams: That was the first pin attempt of the night for either teams, I'm curious how this one will unfold

Simone: So evenly matched and so experienced and they know each other very well

Lucy tags in Uriella as the bigger and more powerful bombshell takes over. She pulls Gothika back to her feet and sets her up for a Snap suplex that Gothika blocks and delivers a suplex of her own. She follows it up by tagging in Raynin before the two bombshells grab Uriella by the arms and pulls her back to her feet before an Irish Whip. There the two knock down Uriella with a double clothesline while Drew is using his five count to get Gothika out of the ring. She finally does at the count of three as she watches Raynin driving elbow shots into the shoulder area of Uriella before wrapping her arm around the chin of Uriella and puts all of her weight on the neck of the Angel Clan member as she is working on her with a reverse chinlock Drew has got himself positioned nicely to check whether the arm is around the chin or across the throat. But gives the green light that it is a clean chinlock.

Simone: So far both teams are trying to get some momentum going, but have been unable to do so. Will the Fallen do it right now???

Uriella tries to use her strength to get back into a kneeling position as Raynin still has the hold tight around the chin of Uriella. Only this time from the side as the larger and stronger Angel Clan member drives series of elbows into the midsection of Raynin to break free and runs to the ropes. Raynin has her eyes off her opponent for a few moments, not noticing that Lucy tagged herself in. Uriella comes off the ropes as Raynin catches her with a Spine Buster and drives her opponent to the mat before going for the cover. Only to have Drew trying to explain to her that Uriella isn't the legal wrestler anymore.

Adams: Bad break for Raynin, she thought she had the match!!

Raynin slaps her hands on the canvas before Lucy runs from behind her and jumps through as she grabs her by the head and falls through. Causing Raynin to snap her head backwards and hit the canvas hard. This causes her to twitch her eye as the camera zooms in on her as she is slowly getting into that enraged side of her. Lucy grabs her by the arm and wraps it between her legs before falling forwards and driving all of her weight to the elbow joint of Raynin. Causing her to roll around in pain while Gothika patiently has her arm extended, in the hopes of getting a tag in from her tag team partner as Lucy grabs Raynin by the arm and tags her partner in. There she lifts the purts the painful arm of Raynin across the top rope as Uriella kicks against the elbow with a big kick. Causing Raynin to grab her arm after Lucy lets go off her. Trying to get to her corner, but only to be stopped by Uriella. There she lifts Raynin up in the air and drives her shoulder across the knee of Uriella before going for the cover as Drew goes for the pin

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

Raynin manages to kick out barely before the three count, clearly hurt by the painful move that Uriella put on her. Uriella grabs her by the hair and lifts her up as she goes for an Irish Whip into the ropes before going for a Discus punch, but Raynin manages to duck the move and jumps the ropes before coming off the ropes with a springboard Moonsault as she comes crashing into Uriella and both bombshells are down on the canvas as Drew starts to use his ten count on both of them.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE

Both ladies start to stir, Uriella is worst for ware as she got a knee from Raynin hit in her face as she is clearly a bit di

y from the impact. While Raynin is slowly trying to crawl over to her corner to tag in the eagerly waiting Gothika who has her arm extended for Raynin to reach. She's just inches away from tagging in Gothika as Uriella has managed to grab her by the ankle and tries to drag her away from her corner before tagging in Lucy. Raynin turns on her back and starts to scream and heavily kick around uncontrollable before hitting Uriella in the face. Causing her to let go off her ankle. Gothika screams at Raynin as she slowly gets to her knees and stares at Gothika as her look is for a few moments off of it that Gothika has never seen before. But finally tags in after diving towards her corner as Gothika comes charging in. She spears Uriealla as she has gotten to one knee and drives her hard into the canvas. There she goes for the cover as Drew starts to use the three count on her

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

Simone: NO!! The attempt is broken up by Lucy Serraphina!!

Gothika is growling as she sees Lucy get to her feet and charge in on her, but before Gothika can do anything to stop her it is Raynin that surprises both her tag team partner and her opponent by delivering a spear of her own. Sending herself and Lucy through the ropes and onto the outside.

Adams: SPEAR!!!!!

Simone: Good God!! I thought she was out of it???

Raynin can be seen getting to her feet screaming at the fans as the crowd are cheering both teams on, eyeing Gothika with a look that says that she wants to finish it off The Fallen Style. Gothika nods as she watches Raynin get on the apron and tags her partner in as Raynin climbs the top turnbuckle while Gothika climbs the second rope with Uriealla and falls back for the superplex while Raynin flips over them and delivers a massive RKO in the middle of the ring.

Simone: The Fall From Grace!!! Will this be enough???

Adams: Who gets up from this Brenda?? It must be enough to win this match!!!

Raynin goes for the cover as we see Lucy slowly trying to reach for the ring as Gothika blocks her, Drews hand hits the canvas for the first time, the second and the final time before calling for the bell and giving the win to Gothika and Raynin as Raynin sits up and stares at Uriealla with a weird smile for a few moments before turning towards Gothika and that look has vanished for a smile as the two hug and celebrate the win

Justin: The winners of this match!! Gothika and Raynin!! The Fallen!!!

The crowd cheers as we see Lucy roll in the ring and looks out for her partner as the Fallen look at them and walk over to help them get to their feet before hugging the Angel Clain and have a moment of friends inside the ring as the fans cheer them on.

Adams: Now isn't this nice? To see so much sportsmanship between the two teams




The cameras quickly cut to the backstage area where Pussy Willow is standing beside the giant wheel. She is smiling from ear to ear while waiting for the cameraman to give her the signal.

Pussy Willow: Are we ready?

She asks him as he gives a gentle nod with his camera. Pussy gets her position when a woman with red hair enters the picture. Pussy cocks her head to the side as Shawna Jennings also enters the picture with her trusty clipboard in her hand.

Pussy Willow: Um, can I help you Shawna?

Shawna lifts her head up while narrowing her eyes onto the facial expression given by Pussy.

Shawna Jennings: I do believe that's the question we should be asking you Pussy.

Pussy's face begins to show a few signs of confusion as the red headed woman scoffs.

Urkea Shinsue: What are we even doing here Shawna? We have better things to do.

Shawna gives Ureka a quick look before looking at Pussy.

Shawna Jennings: What my client means is we will spin that wheel to pick the perfect stipulation for those looking to continue the trend of placeholder.

Pussy continues to look at Shawna still not sure what is happening. Before Pussy can ask another question, Shawna grabs one of the spokes on the wheel and gives it a good spin. The wheel goes around for several minutes as Pussy watches it.

Pussy Willow: I'm surprised Travis isn't here doing this.

Ureka takes a quick step towards Pussy and lowers her head a bit.

Urkea Shinsue: Don't worry where Travis is. You better worry about what those four assholes are going to be fighting in for the Roulette Championship.

Pussy gulps a bit as the wheel is slowing up. The wheel finally stops as Shawna nods her head in response. She looks at Ureka while jotting something down onto her clipboard.

Shawna Jennings: Come Ureka, Mr. Andrews will need to know about this situation.

Ureka snarls at Pussy while brushing right past her. Shawna just shakes her head while walking off. Pussy clears her throat before looking at the wheel. Her eyes go wide when they land on the stipulation.

Pussy Willow: Oh my GOD!

She gasps as the camera quickly turns away.




The cameras quickly cut back to ringside as both Belinda and Jason are trying to figure out what shocked Pussy.

Adams: What do you think the stipulation is Bellie?

Simone: I have no idea and don't call me Bellie.

Jason chuckles underneath his breath as Belinda gives him a look.

Simone: Let's send it up to Justin.

A single camera pans away from the announce desk and lands on Justin Decent who is standing on the arena floor as several members of the ring crew are bringing out four steel poles. As a championship belt is hanging in the middle of four cables positioned above the ring.

Justin: The following fatal four way will be contested under Ultimate X Match rules and it is for the Sin City Wrestling Roulette Championship.

"No More Mister Nice Guy" starts to play over the loud speakers as James Tuscini comes walking out from behind the curtain. The crowd gradually begins to shower him with boos as his eyes show anger as he is pounding his fist into his hand.

Justin: Introducing first, from Duluth, Georgia, weighing 240 pounds, please welcome James Tuscini.

James walks down the ramp and slides inside the ring. He quickly looks back toward the stage while mouthing something not suitable for children.

Adams: Conspicuous by his absence, where is Uncle Pinky?

Simone: Probably got himself locked inside his dressing room again or he could be stuck in catering.

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

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

Justin: From Queens, New York, weighing 200 pounds, he is "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone.

Following that quote the opening riff to "I Want The World.....and Everything In It" by Battle Beast hits the speakers as the lights dim and the crowd boos as "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone comes out first air guitaring to the song before he is joined by Andreas and Cyrus, the three men ignore the fans at ringside whilst they walk down to the ringside as Steve sings along to the lyrics before they reach the ringside area where Cyrus and Andreas enter the ring first followed by Steve, they pose for the crowd before they turn to see James seething as Steve hides behind his two bodyguards.

Adams: What did Steve do this time?

Simone: This time? The better question is what didn't he do?

The lights get cut off leaving the inside of the arena pitch black. Suddenly, white pyros go off around the screen atop the stage and "Pure Morning" starts to blast through the arena speakers. As the smoke around the screen fades the word 'PURE' can be seen flashing across it in big black letters against a white background. Kris steps through the curtain, his eyes down at the ground, and out onto the stage as the words of the song start. The lights around the edge of the stage send bright white pillars of light up to the ceiling of the arena, and he stops between them at the top of the ramp.

Justin: From Jet City, weighing 199 pounds, he is "Pure" Kris Halc

The cameras come up the ramp as he finally raises his eyes to look out at the arena. It passes him, circling around his side to see the black letters on his white shorts reading "KRIS" down his right leg. We get behind him as he starts walking down the ramp, the back of his jacket displaying the exact same message at the screen above him. He makes his way down the center of the ramp, not making eye contact with any of the fans that reach out for his hand or try to taunt him on his way to the ring. At ringside, he takes two quick steps, rolling under the bottom rope and then hopping up to run across the the ring, leaping onto the middle turnbuckle of the furthest corner mid-stride and raising a single fist at the crowd.

Simone: Kris could be a dark horse in this type of match.

Adams: You're not kidding. We could be seeing the next Roulette Championship.

"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 hole designed knee high boots and arm bands with the words Ryan in one and keys on the other showed off his style.

Justin: and from Las Vegas, Nevada, he is the current Roulette Champion, weighing 180 pounds, he is Ryan Keys.

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.

Adams: I'm going out on a limb and say that James Tuscini is the only one at a somewhat disadvantage.

Simone: I wouldn't count him out but you never know.

Holly Wood takes a few minutes to check everyone for any foreign objects before signaling for the bell to sound.

Adams: Here we go

DING DING DING!

The bell sounds as all four men all look up at the Roulette championship hanging high in the air. Steve points and yells "that's mine." Ryan takes a deep breath as Kris is the first one to start the action as he cold cocks James across the face with a quick forearm shot. Steve takes the opportunity to strike Ryan across the chest with a knife edge chop. The chop echoes throughout the arena as Ryan retaliates with a chop of his own. James is trying to catching his footing when Kris comes at him with another forearm shot but manages to somehow duck his head.

Kris stumbles forward as James wraps his arms around Kris' waist and chucks him over his head. Kris lands with a thud as James quickly gets back up to his feet. He sneaks up behind Steve and delivers the same maneuver as Steve lands close to the ring ropes. James tries to go for a third suplex but Ryan counters with a quick neckbreaker.

Adams: Oh man, James is trying to turn this Ultimate X match into Suplex haven.

Simone: He went 1 for three but something tells me Ryan will taste a suplex before this match is over.

Ryan quickly gets back up to his feet and surveys the scene. He makes his way towards one of the corners. He manages to climb up onto the second turnbuckle before Kris comes charging at him. Ryan catches from out of the corner of his eyes and leaps off the second turnbuckle. Kris measures Ryan before catching him in midair with a picture perfect dropkick. Kris rolls through as Ryan lands awkwardly on his right arm.

Kris notices Ryan grabbing at his arm as he moves toward but before he can do anything. Steve comes springing off the ropes and connects with a clothesline. Steve quickly gets up to his feet, grabs Ryan's right arm and slams it hard against the canvas. Ryan screams out in pain as Steve lifts him up off the canvas. He twists Ryan's arm before flinging him towards the ring ropes. Steve ducks his head but Ryan fires off a kick which connects. Steve holds his face as Ryan leaps, grabs Steve by the head and drives him face first into the canvas.

Simone: What a tornado DDT!

Adams: That's all good but Kris could steal the victory.

As Ryan is trying to shake some feeling back into his arm, Kris is already standing on the top turnbuckle with one hand on the steel cables. Ryan sees this and charges toward the corner. Ryan is just about to reach the corner when James comes from out of nowhere with a stiff shoulder block. The shot shoots Ryan nearly across the ring as Kris trying to scale across the steel cables. He gets maybe two feet away before James grabs him by the legs. Kris tries to hang on but his fingers slip. Kris drops right onto James's knee as Kris yells.

Adams: I didn't know Kris sang soprano.

Simone: James just saved his chance to once again be the Roulette champion.

James scans the ring before looking up towards the championship belt. He moves toward one of the corners and quickly climbs up to the top turnbuckle. He leaps onto the steel cables and begins to shimmy his way toward the championship belt. The crowd is booing like crazy as James is getting close. He tries to reach his hand out but can't seem to reach it yet. He tries to get a little closer but two boots come flying into the picture as James let's go of the cables. The cameras zoom out a bit to show Steve landing hard on the canvas after delivering a missile dropkick. James lands on his side as he quickly rolls out of the ring.

Ryan is back up to his feet as he grabs his arm. He goes to climb up but Kris yanks him off. Kris throws one right hand followed by another. Both land flush onto Ryan's face as Kris follows up with a quick forearm shot. Ryan leans against the turnbuckle as Kris sprints toward one side before coming back and landing a huge corner splash. Ryan nearly sinks down but Kris stops him. Kris gives Ryan a quick look before tossing him out of the corner.

Ryan somehow lands on his feet as Kris couldn't believe it. Kris charges at him but Ryan counters with a matrix type move causing Kris to miss his target. Ryan comes back up but is met with a superkick from Steve Ramone.

Adams: The Fearless shot from out of nowhere.

Simone: That had to have knocked Ryan out.

Steve points down at Ryan before rushing for the corner. He leaps up onto the top turnbuckle but Kris stops him with a quick dropkick sending Steve to the outside. Realizing he is all alone, Kris shoots himself up onto the top turnbuckle and leaps onto the steel cables. He begins to move across the cable. Believing he is going to achieve his goal, he reaches his hand out but can't seem to touch the belt. Kris tries to scoot closer but James re-enters the ring. Kris doesn't realize it until a shot from a kendo stick knocks him off.

Kris hits the canvas hard as James continues to punish him with several shots from the kendo stick. On the final strike, the stick breaks into two pieces as James tosses the stick to the side. He walks over, picks up a stop sign and is looking to STOP someone's road to the championship. He looks around while keeping his eyes on the prize. James smiles while looking to throw the sign down. Steve rolls back into the ring as James tosses the sign toward him. Steve catches it at the last second but that seemed to be the wrong move. As James punches the sign right into Steve's face. Steve stumbles as James clotheslines him out of the ring. Steve lands hard on the outside as James turns his attention toward the championship belt.

Adams: I think Steve has been stopped.

James smirks as he climbs up onto one of the turnbuckles. He reaches his arms out but Ryan uses the adjacent ring ropes as a stepping stool before landing a vicious kick to the side of James' head. The kick sends James crashing to the arena floor as Ryan quickly gets back up to his feet and leaps up onto the top turnbuckle. He leaps onto the steel cables and shimmies his way across them.

The crowd is going crazy as Ryan could be closing in on retaining his championship but Steve somehow manages to slide back into the ring. He tries to reach for Ryan's legs but Ryan hooks them over the cables. Steve is trying to get at Ryan but doesn't seem to have any luck. Ryan continues to scoot across the cables as Steve is jumping up and down. James slowly gets up onto the ring apron but Steve catches him with a superkick as he stands up. The kick causes James to smack his jaw off the barricade. Meanwhile, Kris has managed to get onto another section of the cables as he scurries across them.

Adams: Kris could win this.

Simone: Steve took out James but it's still anyone's match.

Ryan doesn't notice Kris as he unhooks his legs from around the corner. Steve sees this and goes to grab them. Right as he does so, Ryan let's go of the cable and catches Steve with a hurricanrana. The crowd bursts into loud cheers as Ryan follows it up with a baseball slide dropkick sending Steve out of the ring.

Adams: I don't think that was the smartest move on Ryan's part.

Simone: I completely agree with you.

Ryan smiles while looking out at Steve but Kris takes advantage. Ryan looks up and notices Kris is on the cables. He turns his head to find Kris unhooking the belt from the cables and hoisting it high into the air as Holly signals for the bell.

Justin: Here is your winner and new Roulette Champion....Kris Halc.

"Pure Morning" starts to play as Kris Halc drops down to the canvas. As he lands, Holly is there to raise his hand as he raises the championship belt.

Adams: History has been made here tonight.

Simone: Kris Halc wins his first Roulette championship in an Ultimate X match.




COMMERCIAL BREAK...

Top 10 Things not to Say on Your Wedding Night

10. Hurry up! This room rents by the hour!

9. Can you please pass me the remote control?

8. ZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

7. On second thought, let's turn off the lights.

6. Try not to smear my make-up, will ya!

5. But I just brushed my teeth...

4. Smile, you're on Candid Camera!

3. You're almost as good as my ex!

2. Now I know why he/she dumped you...

1. I have a confession...

SCW... it may be wrong, but it feels so right.




The cameras cut towards the dressing area as Travis Nathaniel Andrews is standing close to a monitor. He appears to be wearing a new t-shirt and designer jeans. His eyes are covered with dark sunglasses as his arms are crossed in front of his chest. Shawna Jennings is standing to next him while holding her clipboard in her hand.

Shawna Jennings: What course of action are we taking with this one boss?

Travis looks at Shawna.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: We handle this like we handle everything else.

Shawna nods her head before rolling her eyes as Pussy Willow walks up behind them.

Pussy Willow: Travis, do you have time to talk to me?

Travis turns his head to see Pussy standing near him as he holds his hand up.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: No

He says while keeping his head pointed towards the monitor.

Pussy Willow: Now that Kris Halc is the new Roulette Champion, will we see you be the first one to challenge him?

Travis turns his head while glaring at Pussy through his sunglasses.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: What part of no are you having a hard time understanding? Does it look like I want to speak?

Pussy looks at him.

Pussy Willow: I'm surprised that you aren't begging for air time. I mean everyone knows you will be demanding a title shot.

Travis shakes his head.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Since when did I give a fuck what all of these puny insects have to say about me. Don't answer that because you already know the answer. I don't give a fuck. Kris Halc is just another placeholder. I'll give him a couple days before he disappears again without a fucking trace.

Pussy cocks her head.

Pussy Willow: What do you mind?

Travis shakes his head again.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: You know exactly what I mean but who says I'm going to be challenging him first. Last time I checked, I say when and where I want my rematch. I have decided that I'm not invoking my rematch till I am ready. Now in the meantime, I am holding an open challenge for Climax Control 180. I want to see which lowlife wants to face me. You see I said it on Climax Control 179. I'm done demanding shit. Starting with this upcoming Climax Control, I will look to demolish anyone who steps into my ring. It's time that Mr. SCW took control.

Pussy Willow: When can we see you back in the title picture?

Travis rips his sunglasses off his face while glaring a hole into Pussy.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: That's for me to know and for you to find out. Now, if you don't mind. I have much better things to do than speaking with trash like you.

Travis places his sunglasses back on his face before walking off. Shawna smirks at Pussy before following after him.




Jacob Summers steps through the ropes and positions himself in the near corner as the introductions are about to be made.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is the final match in the Fifth Annual Blast From the Past Memorial tournament!

The fans cheer!

Justin: The winners of this match will receive guaranteed matches at the reigning World Champions at Summer XXXTreme V!

More cheers!

"Do you really want to do this now" is heard before Def Leppard's Let's Go begins to play the image of fire begins to play against the curtain to backstage. Stepping through the curtain of fire, a woman walks out with a smile as she poses at the entrance.

Justin Decent: Introducing first! She hails from Houston Texas, she is the one and only, Sam Marlowe!

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

The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in. The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman.

Justin: Introducing her partner, making his way down the aisle! From London, England, weighing 220 pounds, he is one-half of the reigning World Tag Team Champions -- Ben Jordan!

He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, where he greets Sam with a hug.

Simone: Ben and Sam went through three top teams to get this far in the tournament. They defeated Jordan Williams and Remi in the opening round.

Adams: Then Dax Beckett and Amy Marshall in the Quarter-Finals!

Simone: And finally Max Burke and Mercedes Vargas in the Semi-Finals to get this far. The Final Round!

Justin: And their opponents...!

The cameras whirl back around and focus on the top of stage before the lights cut off leaving the arena in darkness. The creepy and spine tickling sounds of an electric guitar come to life over the personal address system followed by a deep heavy drum beat. As "Anthem of the Year 2000" by SilverChair hits, the stage area dimly lights up glowing red. The lights continue to gradually get brighter to expose Evie Baang standing in the middle of the runway with her back to the crowd.

Justin: Introducing first! Making her way to the ring, from Victor Harbour, South Australia, she is one-half of the reigning World Bombshell Tag Team Champions ... Evieeee Baaaang!

Evie turns around slowly and keeps her hoodie over her head before she makes her way down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans as her focus is on the ring in front of her. She slowly walks up the steal steps before stepping into the ring while the lighting gradually returns to normal. Evie walks around the ring pulling on the ropes getting ready for her match while her song slowly dies down to nothing.

Justin: Her partner is accompanied by Henry Losak! From Cologne, Germany, weighing two hundred and fifty pounds, he is the reigning Internet Champion ... Lord Raab!

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

Simone: Lord Raab and Evie's journey to the finals was no easier than their opponents for this night! In the opening round they went past Drexel Matheson and Belinda Warwick.

Adams: The Quarter-Finals were no easier because they had to beat Dmitri and Orchid!

Simone: And in the Semi-Finals just two weeks ago, they bested Nicolas Blair and Jessie Salco.

Adams: And now tonight they have Ben Jordan and Sam Marlowe in the finals!

Jacob finishes checking all four individuals, then instructs them each to select who will begin. Ben and Sam engage in a quick game of rock, paper, scissors -- and Ben's paper beats Sam's rock. Samantha steps outside to the apron and seeing this, Evie exhales a sigh of annoyance and does the same so that Raab can begin things. Satisfied, Jacob calls for the bell.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

And the Blast From the Past V Finals are underway!

And Ben and Raab emerge from their corners and circle each other, Ben clapping his hands and the capacity crowd gladly rallying behind him. They then pause in the center of the ring and lock up, collar and elbow. The two Alpha Males struggle in the tie up, but the larger, stronger "German Monster" backs Ben up against the ropes.

Simone: Yes but will Raab break clean, even for Ben?

Jacob starts to count against Raab...

ONE...
TWO...
THREE...

And Raab goes for a sudden over handed blow, but Ben dodges it and ducks to the center of the ring!

Adams: Yeahhhh! I think we all knew the chances.

Raab s-l-o-w-l-y turns around as Ben smiles and holds his thumb and finger together in a "this close" gesture. Raab suddenly charges straight at Ben but the veteran catches the Internet Champion in a drop toehold, taking him to the mat! Ben floats over and grabs his opponent in a side headlock, wrenching his head on the mat as Raab struggles to get free. As Sam and Evie watch on intently, Raab slowly forces himself up to a vertical base, and backs Ben into the ropes. Raab then goes to whip him off and break the hold, but Ben digs in his heels and wrestles Raab down to his knees, still in the headlock!

Adams: Ben's like a pitbull! He just doesn't want to let go once he has a hold of ya!

After a brief moment, Raab against pushes himself to his feet, then wraps his arms around Ben's waist. Raab picks him up for a back suplex, but Ben manages to land on his feet behind him. Raab turns around and Ben grabs him back into the side headlock and hip tosses him over to the canvas, retaining the hold!

Simone: Lord Raab may be a submission specialist, but Ben Jordan is a technical wizard!

Raab kicks and pounds the mat, growing angrier at the situation before he finally forces himself back to a vertical base. Raab then uses the ropes to whip Ben off into the ropes and Ben comes off and into a shoulder tackle that knocks him to the mat! Raab pounces on him with a cover.

ONE!.....
Ben kicks out!

Ben sweeps Raab's legs out from under him and somersaults over into a cover.

ONE!.....
Raab displays some power by arching himself up out of the pin and both men are back to back with arms interwoven, each struggling for the upper hand when Raab spins Ben around and short-arm clotheslines him!

Simone: He knocked Ben for a loop with that shot!

Ben rolls towards the ropes and Raab follows him in and begins delivering boot after boot to Ben's exposed chest, before he presses a boot to the throat of the Cockney King, choking him as Jacob counts against him!

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FOUR...

And Raab breaks before he can be disqualified.

Adams: I suspect the feeling out process is over?

Lord Raab grabs Ben and drags him to his feet, attempting an Irish whip but Ben reverses it -- only to have Raab pounce on him with a Thesz press and rain fists down into Jordan's head! Raab slaps his hands onto Ben's midsection, digging his fingers into his abs for an abdominal claw!

Adams: Ben's got some rock hard abs but that HAS to hurt!

Simone: But the question is, will he submit?

Jacob asks but Ben shakes his head in the negative, refusing to tap out and let his partner down. Realizing his opponent won't tap out, Raab grabs Ben and brings him to his feet. He Irish whips him into the ropes to deliver a big boot but Ben grabs his foot, blocking it!

Adams: Uh oh!

Ben rears a fist, ready to strike -- then opts to take Lord Raab down with a Dragon Screw! Raab grabs his knee and Ben immediately traps Raab on the mat with an STF!

Simone: What's good for the goose ... Ben now going for a submission!

But Raab shakes his head "No!" at Jacob's request and after several moments, manages to drag himself and Ben both closer to the ropes and grab them, forcing the break. Ben does as the ref asks, Saint Ben and all, and releases the hold. He backs off a few steps as Raab rises, only for Evie to reach in and tag herself into the match.

Adams: Oo! Not sure Raab liked that too much.

Simone: They've been getting along better but I think Raab would have preferred to stay in the ring.

Ben backs up and tags Sam, who climbs into the ring. The men leave as the two ladies eye each other and approach the center of the ring, Evie jawing at Sam who just nods, hands on hips. Evie then puts her hands on Sam's shoulders and shoves her hard, knocking her back a few steps. Samantha turns to look at Ben and the fans, then returns the favor and shoves Evie right back!

Simone: With the look on Evie's face, you'd think she believed Sam shouldn't have done to her what she did to Sam.

Evie sneers nastily and screams as she charges Sam and swings wildly but Samantha ducks behind her and rolls her up Schoolgirl style!

ONE!.....
Evie kicks out!

Evie jumps up and is arm drags over, then Sam connects with a dropkick! Evie falls back into the corner and Sam jumps in and brings her out with a monkey flip! Evie rolls over to her hands and knees and Sam dives over her with a sunset flip, but they roll close enough to the ropes where there can be no count! Sam jumps off of her opponent and as Evie starts to get up, Sam tries again for a sunset flip!

ONE!.....
But this time Evie grabs the ropes to break the count!

Both women get to their feet and Sam lashes out with a knife edge chop!

Crowd: WOOOOOO!!!

Simone: God I hate when they do that!

Sam knife edges her a second time, and suddenly Evie goes on the offense and she grabs Sam by her red tresses and starts throwing fist after fist into Miss Marlowe's head! Jacob tries to break them up and Evie then proceeds to head butt her right between the eyes, stunning Samantha and knocking her back against the ropes!

Adams: Boy when that firecracker Evie wants to take control, she takes it!

Evie moves in and throws another shot to her head and goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Sam reverses it. Sam attempts a clothesline but Evie catches her arm and twists it into a takedown, turning it into a Fujiwara armbar!

Simone: You can just SEE Gabriel and Odette's training to Evie with counters like that!

Jacob is down, asking Sam if she wants to give in but Sam will not! Evie shifts her positioning and kneels over Sam's bent back arm, turning it into a Dis-Arm-Her, leaning back with all of her weight as Sam shrieks in pain but still refuses to tap!

Simone: She is going to dislocate Samantha's arm like that!

Adams: I don't think she cares, so long as she gets the win for Raab and herself!

Sam reaches desperately for the ring ropes but is too far away as Evie won't let go of the hold. Sam then seeks another means of escape, and manages to get to her hands and knees and rolls over, breaking the hold's grip. Evie is still on her, pulling her up into a rear waistlock. Sam goes for a back elbow but Evie ducks and she brings Marlowe over into a Northern Lights Suplex and bridge!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Sam kicks out!

Simone: Now Evie Baang is in complete control.

Evie grabs Sam and roughly drags her to her feet before firing her off into the near corner. Sam lands chest first and Evie dashes in but Sam kicks her legs up and scissors the oncoming Evie's head and uses her weight to bash Baang's head down into the middle turnbuckle!

Adams: You were saying?

Simone: Well Sam Marlowe is not a two-time World Champion for nothing!

Sam jumps back as Evie turns over into a seated position in the corner. Sam jumps up and down, drawing in the fans cheers and Ben's applause -- and she jumps in on Evie, riding her up and down with the Bronco Buster! The crowd is loving it and Sam rolls off and drags Evie from the corner by the boot and covers her!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Evie kicks out!

Simone: With so much on the line, it is going to take a colossal effort for anyone in this match to defeat the other!

Sam then climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle and waits for Evie to rise. No sooner does she and turns around than Sam leaps off, taking her down with a flying high cross body!

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TWO!.....
Evie kicks out!

Sam grabs Evie and goes to send her into the ropes but Evie holds on and reverses it! Samn comes off and Evie scoops her up for a sidewalk slam, only to have Sam scissor her head and throw her over to the mat! Evie rolls over close to her corner and Raab tags back in! Raab climbs through the ropes and stomps towards Sam who backs up hurriedly and tags Ben as Jacob warns Raab to leave Samantha alone!

Simone: I've been worried throughout this entire tournament that Raab would lose himself and harm one of the Bombshells involved.

Ben steps inside of the ring and the two men stare each other down as they start to circle, preparing to lock up once again -- when Raab suddenly dives into Ben and bulls the unsuspecting Cockney King back into the corner! Raab takes immediate control, driving shoulder after shoulder into Ben's midsection, driving the air from his body as Jacob counts to break it up!

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THREE...
FOUR...

Raab breaks just long enough to stop the count, then he moves in and starts throwing boxing punches, lefts and rights, into Ben's head and ribs! As Ben shields one, Raab lands rapid fire shots into the other. But as the official begins to count again, Raab grabs Ben and drags his head across the top rope!

Simone: I think it's safe to say all semblance of comradeship between these two has been tossed out the window for this match!

Adams: Oh Lord Raab doesn't play favorites when it comes to winning!

Ben staggers off the ropes, holding his rope burnt face, and Raab grabs him around the waist from behind and throws him over with a release German suplex!

Adams: Right on the back of Ben's noggin'!

Raab slowly gets to his feet, dragging Ben up along with him. Raab locks his arms around his waist again and a second release German suplex! The crowd is stunned into hushed silence as Raab stands, peeling Ben up and ducks behind him once again...

Simone: Another!?

Crowd: SUPLEX CITY! SUPLEX CITY! SUPLEX CITY!

And Raab heaves him over, but somehow Ben lands on his feet! Raab lunges at him but Ben ducks and grabs him around the upper body for a spinning belly to belly and right into the cover!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Raab kicks out!

Both men are on the mat, fighting to recover and slowly return to their feet! Ben throws a forearm into the side of Raab's head, knocking him back against the ropes. Raab comes back off the ropes with a big boot to the face that flattens Ben! Raab then drags him up from behind and hits the trifecta, a German suplex into a bridge!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
THR- Ben kicks out!

Adams: Oh that was a close one!

Evie looks frustrated as on the opposite side, Samantha looks quite relieved! Raab stares at Jacob who backs up and holds up two fingers. Raab pulls Ben up and Irish whips him into the corner! Raab charges in for a big boot -- but Ben catches him around the waist and leg, pivots and throws him over with an Exploder suplex!

Simone: And Ben Jordan once again trying to mount some offense!

Raab crawls toward the ropes and uses them to drag himself to his feet! Evie calls out a warning but too late -- Raab turns around and Ben lays into him with a running clothesline that sends Raab flying backwards and out of the ring! Raab falls back against the barricade and sinks to the floor! Ben starts to go out after him but Jacob cuts him off and ushers him back, much to the displeasure of the fans! Jacob then turns and starts to count Raab out!

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SIX...

And suddenly Ben comes sailing across the ring, jumping OVER the referee and he crashes into Raab on the outside with a Suicide Dive!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Simone: I could not have said it any better myself!

Adams: I could! HOLY SH-

Simone: JASON!

Both men are down but Ben is stirring and is the first to rise to his feet! Ben pulls Raab up and rolls him back inside of the ring, quickly climbing to the ring apron. As Raab struggles to stand, Ben uses to top rope as a springboard to launch himself in for a flying clothesline! Ben with the cover!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Raab gets a shoulder up!

Ben stands, pulling Raab along with him! Ben Irish whips him into the ropes and goes for a backdrop but Raab leapfrogs over him and hits the far side! Ben drops down as Raab runs over him and rebounds! Both men jump into the air, both aiming for a high cross body and they crash into one another -- laying each other out! Both are reeling on the canvas as Jacob has to count against them!

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Adams: Don't let it end like this!

But Ben is close enough so that he can reach up and tag Sam! And seeing this, Evie wastes no time waiting for a tag as she jumps into the ring! Evie races over and grabs Sam with two big handfuls of her red hair and drags her into the ring! Evie uses her hair as a handle to spin her around in a wide circle and throws her harshly to the mat! Evie jumps on her, straddling Sam's waistline and she starts throwing hammering fists into her head as Sam struggles! Sam finally has had ENOUGH and she rolls Evie off and pins her down, then returns the favor and the crowd cheers as Sam throws repeated forearm shots into Evie's head!

Simone: I think Sam has played nice long enough against a woman like Evie Baang!

Adams: Well you know even the nicest ginger has her breaking point!

The two women then begin exchanging blows on the mat, rolling around on the canvas until Evie escapes to the outside!

Simone: I really don't think Evie was quite prepared to see the Girl Scout of SCW lose her temper!

Sam runs up to the ropes ands reaches out to grab her opponent but Evie instead grabs HER by the feet and trips her up! Evie drags her to the outside and slams her head onto the ring apron! Evie then scoops Sam up and body slams her on the hard floor!

Adams: Evie is in her element with a good fight and then some!

Evie pulls Sam to her feet and goes to send her into the ring steps but Sam reverses it and Evie crashes hard into them instead! The crowd gasps at the impact!

Adams: Of course there's something to be said about pissing off a ging!

Rather than continue fighting on the outside, Sam grabs Evie and rolls her back inside. Sam then climbs all the way up to the top of the corner, then leaps backwards with a flying moonsault, crashing down on top of her prone opposition! Sam with the cover!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
THR- Evie kicks out!

Simone: Good god! Sam Marlowe almost won this one right there!

Sam brings her up and sends her into the ropes, going for a roundhouse kick but Evie ducks! Evie comes off the far side and floats over Sam's clothesline attempt and plants her head into the mat with a DDT! Evie rolls her to her back and hooks the leg!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
TH-Sam gets her shoulder up!

Crowd: LET'S GO EVIE! LET'S GO Sam! LET'S GO EVIE! LET'S GO Sam!

Evie is right on her feet, grabbing Jacob by the shirt and screaming in his face about the count!

Simone: Do NOT get distracted!

Evie shoves Jacob back a step and turns back to Sam who she grabs and sends into the corner hard! Evie then gets a full head of steam and races in for a spear -- but Sam moves and Evie sails through the turnbuckles and hits the floor outside!

Adams: OH MY GOD!

Simone: God! That was a horrid fall by Evie!

Even both Sam and Ben look concerned as Jacob jumps to the outside to check on Evie! The referee is down, checking but Evie shakes her head "no" and tries dragging herself up! Jacob tries to get her to stay down but she screams at him and uses the barricade to pull herself up!

Simone: How in God's name is she back up!?

Evie staggers and stumbles, clearly hurt, as she gets to the ringside and drags herself up thanks to the ropes. Jacob climbs up as well, trying to get her to stop as Samantha approaches to check on her. Suddenly Evie grabs Jacob and shoves him into Sam, knocking Marlowe down!

Adams: What the...?

Evie almost falls into the ring, in pain, but as Sam starts to rise, Evie lays into her with the Svetlana! Sam hits the canvas and Evie covers her!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
THREE!

Simone: It's over!

The crowd boos as Ben looks disappointed! Lord Raab climbs into the ring and helps Evie to her feet and Jacob raises their arms!

Justin: Here are your winners, and the victors of the Fifth Annual Blast From the Past Memorial -- EVIE BAANG AND LORD RAAB!!!

There are some cheers but the reception is mostly negative as Evie and Raab celebrate, while Ben is checking on Samantha, helping her up!

Simone: Evie Baang and Lord Raab win! And at Summer XXXTreme V they will get championship matches against the World Champions, whomever they may be!

Adams: Evie even used Jacob against Sam! That shows just how bad she likes to succeed!

Ben helps Sam to exit the ring safely as the scene closes out with Raab and Evie still celebrating in the six-sided ring!




The camera cuts backstage to where Pussy Willow stands.

Pussy: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time is none other than the man who will have his shot at the SCW World Heavyweight championship tonight, J2H.

As soon as his name is mentioned, an annoyed looking J2H walks in to the camera shot.

J2H: Can you hurry this up?

Pussy instantly looks uncomfortable around the man who clearly isn't in a good mood.

Pussy: Sure. Tonight, you face Rage, Jeremiah Hardin and Drake Green in one of the biggest main events in the history of SCW, how confident are you?

J2H lowers his eyebrows as he looks at the reporter.

J2H: How confident am I? You drag me away just minutes before Melody's match, where she needs some last minute advice, to ask me how confident I am and beating these people who don't deserve to be in my ring?

He rolls his eyes at the woman.

J2H: Confident isn't the word, I'm beyond confident. Let's be honest, I'll be in the ring with two old men, and a man who needed a little extra help to even find himself in a position to be in this match. Confident is an understatement. I've said so much about these losers for the last few weeks, and I couldn't even get a bite from Rage on social media. He's defeated, he knows it, Hardin and Green, fuck, are those two even still alive? No one has heard from 'em. They're just showing up for the paycheck tonight. This goes to prove one thing Pussy.

Pussy: What's that?

J2H: That I want this more than those three and by God, I'm gonna get it. I'm gonna step out there and take what's mine. I'm gonna walk away with the championship belt that should have never left my side. I'm gonna go out there and show the world that I can back up my words, while they are all bark and no bite. There is nothing to fear from those three, not a single thing and when I'm done, you'll have two men in the retirement home, and the other one back to where he belongs in The Fallen's basement. Now are we done? Cause I'm gonna go see Melody become a champion again.

As Pussy opens her mouth to speak, he puts up a hand to stop her.

J2H: I don't really care if we're done, just fuck off.

He waves Pussy away, the reporter backing off before he turns and walk in the opposite direction.




Referee Drew Patton climbs through the ropes as the much anticipated World title match is set to begin!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following Triple Threat match is scheduled for one fall to a finish -- and it is for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship!

The crowd cheers!

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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. 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 and cheers loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie.

Justin: Coming down the aisle is the challenger! From Los Angeles, California, weighing one hundred and fifteen pounds ... 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.

Simone: There are many people wondering why Crystal Millar was entered into this match.

Adams: Yeah, and Christian was her biggest detractor! He said she lost all rights to a rematch when she left SCW.

Simone: And I think that is the reason why Mark gave the green light to put her into this match. Just to piss Christian off!

The cameras scan back to ring side while the lighting in the arena dims down to nothing. In the background a techno bass drum solo comes to life on the personal address system, before an array of bright coloured lights start flickering sporadically. "I'm laid back, I'm feeling this"? sounds, alerting the crowd to the beginning of let's get ridiculous by Red Foo. As the arena comes to life with a night club vibe the lighting at the top of the ramp picks up. The lighting picks up the movement of the black curtains being pushed to the side and out walks two large muscular men. The men are dressed only in a pair of white shiny pants, while their shoes are made out to be horse hooves on top of their heads in a large Unicorn head hiding their identity. As the two shirtless giants make their way onto the stage, it's brought to everyone attention that they are each dragging a long thick piece of white rope. As the two men continue down the walkway, the item that they are pulling finally pops out from behind the curtain.

Justin: Making her way to the ring is the challenger and former champion! Weighing in at one hundred and twenty nine pounds, from St. Helena California she is Sin City Wrestling's Little Miss Sunshine Meeeeeellloooody Grrraaaaacee!!!

The fans come to life with cheers as now on top of the stage Melody is seen sitting on top of a carnival ride. She's seated on a large white Unicorn who is sliding up and down a golden pole; similar to a merry go round. Sitting side saddle in-between the wings of the unicorn Pegasus Melody starts waving adoringly to her fans, who are cheering her on. The two giant men drag the Carnival ride to the middle of the ramp way before each setting down their ropes and making their way towards the moving horned horse. Both men reach up and grab onto Melody's delicate figure and help her down from the unicorn. Giving each of the boys a firm hug the bubbly blonde takes off towards the ring slapping the fans hands along her way. While the men drag her noble steed back up the ramp, Melody finally reaches the ring steps that she quickly runs up. Walking along the ring apron giving the fans a little shake of her tail feathers before stepping over the middle rope Mel enters the ring. Making her way around the six sided ring Melody is waving wildly at the fans, while dancing unable to contain her excitement. As her theme dies down of the personal address system Melody makes her way over to her corner and takes off her furry hood making sure that she puts it down gently.

Adams: Boy! Melody really wants to win this and regain her championship!

Simone: And re-establish the Golden Couple of SCW between herself and J2H. I think we were all surprised when Melody was upset for her title a few weeks ago by Polly Playtime.

"I wish it could ALWAYS be Playtime."

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 really 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 girl that loves to play, the reigning and defending World Bombshell Champion ... POLLY PLAYTIIIIME!!!

As her name is being announced, Polly then grins and skips off of 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: I can't remember the last time we saw a Bombshell rise as quickly as Polly Playtime. She captured the Internet Championship first, and only weeks after that title loss, she took a big step up and walked away as the World Champion!

Adams: Yes but can she hold onto that world title?

Simone: Its far easier said than done, especially with the two women she's facing right now.

Polly fluffs her blond tresses and finally yields her title belt over to Drew. The official presents the title first to Crystal, and then to Melody. He steps back to the center of the ring and holds the gold up high and the crowd cheers! Passing the belt out to the waiting hands of Justin Decent, Drew calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

And the match for the World Bombshell Championship is underway!

And at the sound of the bell, all three women emerge from their corners and cautiously approach the center of the ring, each eyeing the other with extreme wariness.

Simone: The most difficult thing about any Triple Threat match is the decision whether or not to form an alliance or fight on your own.

Adams: Either way, in the end it's every woman for herself!

Polly looks at Crystal hopefully and points between herself and the former champion. Crystal eyes her, then Melody, then sneers and shakes her head no. Polly frowns as Melody and Crystal move closer towards each other, side by side, each staring down Polly who is beginning to look concerned.

Simone: I don't think I'd want to be the champion right about now.

Polly suddenly drops to the mat and rolls to the outside, avoiding any issues between her two challengers. The crowd boos as Crystal and Melody stare out at her, then at each other, while the smiling champion beams and taps a finger to her temple.

Adams: Yeah, real smart! She could lose the title while standing out there!

Simone: You put together a coherent thought. I'm amazed!

Adams: Me too!

Crystal and Melody then look to one another and nod -- then they dive out of the ring on opposite sides and run around the sides to corner Polly! Polly scrambles in the ring, getting away from them and they race in after her! Polly runs right out the far side once again, and Melody follows her alone!

Simone: And we have a chase on the outside of the ring!

Melody does indeed chase Polly around the length of the ring -- right up until they arrive on Crystal's side who springboards over the ropes and crashes right into the reigning champion!

Adams: WIPE OUT!

Simone: There's no more running for Polly Playtime!

Crystal stands up and she and Melody both begin to lay into the champion, throwing over handed blows into her as Polly tries to shield herself and shriek at how unfair it is! Crystal and Melody then drag the champion roughly up to a vertical base, grab her into a front facelock and then pick her up....

Adams: NO WAY!

A double vertical suplex on the outside of the ring! The crowd is cheering as Polly sits up, arching her back with her lovely face contorted in pain! Crystal and Melody high-five one another, then reach down and grab Polly and roll her forcibly back inside of the ring!

Simone: And that is where they need to be if they hope to dethrone the champion.

Melody and Crystal hurry in after and Crystal continues the assault on Polly as Melody shrugs her shoulders as they both kick away at the fallen Champion. As the attack continues, Drew tries to get things in order as they continue the assault! The challengers grab Polly and Irish whip her into the ropes, and as she rebounds, they go for a double flapjack but Polly uses both feet to dropkick the two wrestlers in the chest, flooring them!

Adams: You just might say that THAT is why Polly is the champion!

Polly goes right after Crystal with fists to the head, working her over while she is stunned on the mat! Melody grabs Polly from behind, having recovered but Polly rakes her face, then grabs two handfuls of hair and throws her violently to the mat!

Simone: How Polly is going to manage to continue fending off both women is beyond me.

Adams: Considering it looks like Crystal and Melody are both severely Anti-Playtime!

Polly then goes back to work on Crystal as she rises to her knees, running in and connecting with a knee to the side of the head! Polly sends her into the ropes with an Irish whip but Crystal flips over her, landing on her feet and throwing her over with a tilt-a-whirl armdrag! Polly stumbles to her feet and Crystal leaps onto her and rolls her over with a Hurricanrana, hooking both legs under her arms!

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TWO!.....

Melody sails over Crystal, planting her with Natural Selection! Melody then with the cover!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Crystal kicks out!

Melody starts to get up and Polly runs right into her and jumps, both knees landing on Melody's shoulders in a kneeling cover!

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TWO!.....
Melody kicks out!

Melody starts to rise and Polly slaps her hard across the face, not once but TWICE! Polly then grabs two handfuls of Melly's hair and snapmares her over once, twice, three times! Polly with the cover!

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TWO!.....

Crystal dives over Polly, rolling her up with an Oklahoma roll!

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TWO!.....
Polly gets her shoulder up!

Simone: When was the last time we saw so many near falls!?

Adams: The last time Jamie Dean cornered Kris Halc in the showers?

Crystal then switches opponents and races into the ropes and comes off with a dropkick on Melody who is just rising to her feet! Melody starts to rise and is dropkicked a second time, then a third! Crystal is refusing to allow the former champion a chance to regain her bearings! Melody is back up and swings but Crystal ducks and takes her down with first a kneeling neckbreaker, then spins it around into a backslide pin!

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TWO!.....
Melody kicks out!

Crystal reaches down for her but Melody pulls her into an inside cradle!

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TWO!.....
Crystal kicks out!

Crystal sweeps Melody's legs out from under her and somersaults over with a bridged cover!

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TWO!.....

Melody rolls back and ends up on Crystal with her knees on her shoulders!

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Polly comes sailing off the ropes with a baseball sliding clothesline, knocking Melody back and off of Crystal!

Adams: And here we go again with the covers! It's the only way to hope to get a win in a match like this!

Crystal and Melody both rise to their feet and Polly comes off the middle turnbuckle in the corner, knocking both challengers flat with a double flying bodypress!

Simone: Polly has both women pinned!

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Both Melody AND Crystal kick out!

Adams: I wonder if doing anything that might unite Melly and Crystal against Polly is smart!?

Polly then peels Melly up off of the mat, scoops her up and body slams her down to the canvas! Polly then comes off the ropes and lands on Melody, crushing her beneath her weight with a full on senton splash! Polly then covers Melody!

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Crystal drags Polly off by the boot!

Crystal then picks Polly up and goes to Irish whip her into the ropes but Polly reverses it! Crystal jumps onto the middle rope and springboards back into and brings her down with a Hurricanrana! Crystal jumps to her feet and spins in a circle, arms held out wide as the fans rally behind her surprisingly so!

Simone: I'd watch out if I was Crystal!

Melody then puts herself back into the match as Millar turns around and walks right into the Chick kick by Melody!

Adams: I see what you mean! Melly may have KOed Crystal right there!

Melody with the cover!

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TWO!.....
Crystal gets a shoulder up!

Melody then changes opponents and brings Polly up to her feet and lays in a series of forearm shots to the side of the champion's head, knocking her back against the ropes! Melody goes for a whip into the ropes but Polly reverses it! Polly tries to pick her up on the way back but Melody shifts her weight, spins around and lays her out with a split legged jawbreaker!

Adams: I hope Polly has a dental plan!

Polly hits her back and Melody uses the ring ropes to launch herself back and onto Polly with a Lionsault!

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TWO!.....
Crystal breaks it up!

Simone: I can't imagine how ANY of these women are going to be able to isolate each other long enough to get a victory!

Crystal then grabs Melody by the arm and twists her into an arm wringer! Crystal runs up the ropes and uses them to bounce backward and onto the mat, throwing Miss Grace over with an armdrag! Crystal then dashes off the far side of the ring and collides with Melody courtesy of a Shining Wizard! Crystal with the cover!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Polly grabs Crystal from behind by the hair and drags her off, raking her eyes from behind!

Polly then tucks her head beneath her armpit, wraps her arms around her waist and brings her over with a belly to back suplex! Polly is quick to cover her!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Melody breaks it up!

Melody goes to send Polly into the corner but Polly reverses it! Polly comes right in but Melody leapfrogs up and over her for a sunset flip! Polly tries to put on the brakes, then drops to her knees on Melody and grabs the ropes for added leverage!

Simone: Open your eyes Drew!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Drew glances up and spots the illegal move!

Adams: Thank god!

Drew orders Polly to let go of the ropes but she steadfastly refuses! Drew them grabs her hands and PULLS them free -- only for Melody to use her legs to sunset flip Polly!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Polly kicks out!

Adams: I don't know how I feel about Drew putting his hands on a wrestler like that.

Simone: I do! He had no business or right to put his hands on a wrestler, woman OR man!

And Polly obviously agrees as she in up in Drew's face, screaming at him and poking him in the chest, never minding the fact she has all but forgotten her opponents! And now Melody gets to her feet, as does Crystal and they too confront the referee!

Simone: Of all things that could possibly unite these three women ... this is not what I expected!

Melody shakes her finger at Drew as Crystal shoves him, neither appreciating him touching any of them, even if it was Polly Playtime he did it to! Drew tries defending himself and displays his referee logo, but that only fires the women up and all THREE Bombshells turn on the official and start shoving him into the ropes and slapping him! The crowd EXPLODES!!!

Simone: You GO girls!!!

Adams: HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!! I love this!

Polly backs up as Melody and Crystal grab Drew and pick the official up and body slams the male referee!

Adams: And the best part is, he can't disqualify them!

But no sooner do they accomplish this than Polly comes off the ropes and double bulldogs both of her challengers to the mat! Polly jumps onto Melody for the cover -- but there's no referee!

Adams: What WERE they thinking?

Simone: You were just DEFENDING what they did!

Polly then jumps onto Crystal for a second attempt, but Drew is just starting to rise! She screams at him and he rolls over and counts!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Melody breaks it up!

Simone: Polly almost retained!

Melody grabs Crystal by the hair and trunks and she dumps her co-challenger out through the ropes and to the floor! Polly delivers a clubbing blow to Melody's back, then spins her around and Melody answers straight away with a wicked shot to the face that knocks Polly back! Polly then comes back and delivers a boot to Grace's midsection! Melody rises and throws a fist, then Polly returns the favor and a brawl erupts in the center of the ring between the two Bombshells!

Adams: This match has been great! I don't want it to end!

Polly gains the upper hand with a rake of the eyes! She then Irish whips Melody into the ropes and goes for a clothesline but misses when Melody duck underneath it! Melody hops up onto her shoulders and rolls through with a Victory roll, hooking both legs!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....
Polly kicks out!

Melody brings her up and goes to send her into the near corner but Playtime reverses it and sends Melody in! Polly charges in but Melody side steps out of the way and Polly, intending for a spear, connects with the steel post! Polly staggers back and right into ...

Simone: The Flying Unicorn!

Adams: God I wish I said that!

Melody with the cover!

ONE!.....
TWO!.....

Crystal flies off the rope with a 630 Corkscrew senton on BOTH women!

Adams: Lights! Camera! Action!

Melody falls off of Polly and Crystal covers the champion!

ONE!
TWO!
THREE!

DING!
DING!
DING!

Adams: She did it! Crystal did it!

Simone: We have a new World Bombshell Champion!

There are scattered boos and cheers as Drew raises Crystal's arm and presents her with the belt!

Justin: Here is your winner, and NEEEWWWWWW World Bombshell Champion -- Crystal MILLAR!!!!!

Crystal hugs the gold to her chest before she raises the title up high, looking as if she is about to weep tears of joy!

Adams: Can you believe it!? A new champion!

Simone: Christian will NOT be happy about this but he can't deny it! Crystal did Mark Ward proud and held up her end!

Polly is throwing an absolute FIT on the outside as Melody looks downcast! Melody then gets to her feet and hugs Crystal in a show of good sportsmanship before exiting the ring! The fans continue to cheer and boo as Melody leaves the ringside area willingly, and security has to drag Polly from the area as she protests her loss! Crystal climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle in the corner and raises her title up high when a figure jumps over the railing....

Simone: Wait ... who the hell...!?

The figure slides into the ring....

Adams: It's Evie Baang!

Evie comes up from behind, grabs Crystal by her sweat soaked hair and throws her violently from the corner and to the canvas! The back of Crystal's head hits the mat and she is stunned! Evie grabs the brand new champion and peels her up off the mat, scoops her up over her shoulder and around the neck...

Simone: Toxic Maid!

The Air-Raid Crash move lays Crystal out and Evie stands over her, screaming at her with the world title belt in hand when security rushes into the ring and wrestles her down! Evie kicks and screams as the burly men drag her forcibly from the ring while paramedics check on Crystal!

Adams: Well Evie is now the number one challenger and she served notice to Crystal she's coming for her!

Simone: It could have waited. It SHOULD have waited!




The action in the ring had just come to an end a few moments ago and at this particular moment the cameras found themselves in the parking lot. In that very moment the cameras found themselves in the parking lot. There happened to be a person that was very noticeable. That very person was someone that had been seen earlier in the night. CALVIN HARRIS was walking right up to a limousine that was awaiting him. He had no sooner than grabbed a hold of the handle to the door and his name could be heard being shouted. Calvin looked over his shoulder to see the familiar face of Ms. Rocky Mountains approaching him.

Ms. Rocky Mountains:Calvin... Calvin... Can I get a quick word with you?!

His eyes narrowed a little bit in that moment. Didn't appear that he was too happy with being bothered at this very moment. At that moment his words also displayed the amount of disgruntledness he was dealing with over her approaching him.

Calvin Harris: What the hell do you want?

Ms. Rocky Mountains:Are you serious right now? You just made your return to Sin City Wrestling. Something that not a single one of us expected. Not only did you return... but you violently and savagely attacked Laki Ne'tial after his debut match with Joshua Acquin. You should already know Sin City Wrestling fans are going to want answers. Why? Why would you do that?

Calvin Harris: Of course, I'm aware that everyone is going to want answers. Of course I know that the fans are wondering why. I could see Laki wondering why when he finally actually comes to. I bet even Ward and Underwood themselves are questioning and asking why. That's a given. Yet, the one thing you and everyone else seem to be forgetting. You're missing out on a tiny detail, but a very important one at that.

Holding up his finger in which he seemed to be indicating the "one detail" that was missing out in this conversation. There puzzled and confused expression on her face said it all.

Ms. Rocky Mountains:One detail? What detail could it be?

Calvin Harris: The obvious one. The one in which I really don't give a damn what you want. I don't give a damn what those fans want. I don't even give a damn about what Ward or Underwood want. As far as I am concerned, I don't owe anyone an explanation at all.

Ms. Rocky Mountains:Wait, what?! You're just going to do everything that you did out there and not give anyone a reason for why?!

Calvin Harris: I know that you might not be the brightest crayon in the box. But I also know that you're not completely and utterly fucking retarded. Pretty close to it, but not enough to where you can't understand the fact that is exactly what I just told you. I don't owe anyone an explanation. I don't have to tell anyone why I did it. I have my own agenda. I have my own way of doing things. I march to a beat of my own drum.

That arrogance just oozed out of him. His arrogant smirk seemed to spread across his lips just a little more.

Calvin Harris: But I'll tell you what. If it's going to keep you up, if it'll keep Laki up, if it'll keep everyone else up at night wondering and coming up with all this conspiracy theories as to why I did what I did tonight. Allow me to ease your mind with this much. Tonight, I did what I did what I did because I wanted to do it and because I knew I could do it. It's as simple as that!

Calvin proceeded to tug on the door of the limo to actually pull it open. His evil glare locking on Ms. Rocky Mountains for that brief moment before he ducked down to climb into the limousine and slammed the door shut. Seemingly saying all that needed to be said, because at that very moment the limousine began to pull off. The cameras locked on that expression of Ms. Rocky Mountains. An expression that seemed shocked and somewhat annoyed. That was only for a brief second before the cameras found themselves cutting away from the parking lot and headed back inside the arena.




The camera opens up backstage just outside of the locker room of World Heavyweight Champion, Rage. The door is closed and the camera pans back a few moments later to see Pussy Willow walking up to the door. Just as she goes to knock, she looks to the right as Kittie appears.

PW: Oh. Hello, Kittie. I thought you were inside with Rage.

Kittie grins and shakes her head.

Kittie: I was. I went and checked out the catering table for a minute, but I'm back now.

Kittie then goes to grab the doorknob with her left hand and that is when Pussy Willow sees it. A brand new ring on her left finger.

PW: Oh my God! Did you two finally get married?!

Pussy Willow grabs her hand, checking out the new wedding ring on Kittie's finger. Kittie yanks her hand away and before she has a chance to answer, the locker room door swings open.

Rage: Kittie, who the hell...Oh.

Rage takes one look at Pussy Willow and folds his arms. She still has a shocked, yet happy look on her face.

PW: Congratulations! You two finally tied the knot! That's amazing!

Rage rolls his eyes, not wanting to make a big deal out of it.

Rage: Yeah, thanks. It was a spur of the moment thing. No need to make a big deal out of it.

PW: Are you kidding? That was a huge step the two of you took!

Rage: Look, are you gonna stand here gushing over Kittie and I getting married? Because if you are, I've got more important things to do right now. I have a match to get ready for and I don't need you wasting my time.

Pussy Willow pouts her bottom lip out, but she nods, knowing Rage has a point.

PW: Of course you do. I'm sorry. I'm just very happy for the both of you. So are you mentally prepared for this match tonight? Three opponents. It's going to be touch.

Rage laughs and rolls his eyes and Kittie leans against the door frame, folding her arms across her chest, letting her man speak.

Rage: Am I mentally prepared? Of course I'm mentally prepared. I've been mentally prepared. I've faced Jeremiah Hardin about three or four times over the last few months. Facing him should be no problem, especially considering the cheating piece of shit has been awfully quiet the last couple of weeks.

PW: That is true, but maybe he's stayed quiet to get himself prepared for this match. Not everyone can be as vocal as others.

Rage lets out a loud laugh.

Rage: That's the biggest crock of shit I've ever heard, Pussy. He went and did what he does. He got lazy and kept his mouth shut the past two weeks and I'm pretty sure I know why. Because he's pissed and he did it out of spite. Oh well. It just goes to prove exactly what he won't win tonight. And the same goes for Drake Green. He went on and on about how he deserved his rematch for the title and all that shit, but where has he been the last couple weeks? Awfully fucking quiet, right? This match should have always just been about two people. And that's me and J.

Pussy Willow nods.

PW: Yes, it does seem like it will be more of a battle between the two of you, but just remember Rage, that you don't need to be pinned to lose the title. And all three of those men know it. I'm sure J2H will want to get his revenge on you for refusing to give the title back to him after you cashed in on Drake, but I think the ultimate punishment would be for him to pin either Drake or Jeremiah. Aren't you expecting something like that?

Rage laughs again.

Rage: Look, I don't know what the hell I'm expecting other than to finally get my hands on J2H. And other than that, I don't really give a shit. I've done all I can do leading up to this match. I've prepared as much as I can for this, and that's all there is to it. I'm not going to stand here and say the same boring repetitive bullshit that so many others do. I've got a title I need to focus on defending tonight, and you're standing here wasting my time and pissing me off. Any other stupid questions floating around in that plastic brain of yours or are we done here?

Kittie lets out a chuckle as Pussy Willow shakes her head.

PW: No, I suppose not. Thank you for your time and good luck tonight.

Rage: Thanks, but we both know I won't need it. Come on, Kittie.

Rage then turns around and disappears back in the locker room with Kittie following behind him. Pussy Willow lets out a sigh and just shakes her head before she turns and walks away.




Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is our main event fatal fourway for the SCW heavyweight championship!!!

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...weighing in at 230 pounds, from Chicago, Illinois.......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

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 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: 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

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, staring at his opponents.

Justin: And their opponent!! Standing in at 6'8 and weighing in at 300 pounds!! Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada!!! SCW champion!!! Rage!!!!

Simone: This is going to be it!! Who will be walking out the world champion and who is going to be hurt for a very long time???

Adams: Everyone will be!! I just can't bet against neither of them!!!

DING DING DING!

The bell rings as Rage gets out of the ring and hops off the apron and looks at the three men that are still in the ring. J2H is his brash cocky self as he is making fun of the champion, who is just looking on with a cold stare on his face before the other three men get it on. Drake and J2H are trading blows as the former champion Jeremiah Hardin looks at them before getting himself in the onslaught where both of J2H and Drake suddenly join forces as they grab Jeremiah by the head and whip him over the top rope as they ducked his grabbing arms. Jeremiah falls to the outside of the ring where he falls victim to Rage as the champ grabs him by the head and bashes him face first into the steel ring post while on the inside of the ring we see J2H and Drake get it back on with each other. Drake has a side headlock on the former champion of over a year as he gets pushed into turnbuckles with J2H having his hands in the face of Drake while Jasmine is watching them on as this is fatal fourway rules and anything goes. J2H finally manages to break out of the hold and slaps the taste out of the mouth of "Showtime" Drake Green. Causing the half of famer to feel his jaw before smiling and grabbing J2H by the head and surprise him by whipping him in the corner where Drake delivers several quick knive edge chops. Whom are welcomed by the fans with series of Whoooooo chants with every chop.

Simone: These two sure as hell have no love lost for each other!!

Adams: Neither do the former and current champion!!

We take a look on the outside where Rage gets an Irish Whip reversed upon him as he gets send into the security railing. There Jeremiah follows it up with a running clothesline that sends Rage over the security railing to the outside where the fans are. Jeremiah steps over the security railing where he grabs the bald head of Rage and lifts him up before delivering a big haymaker across the face that staggers the champion. Jeremiah continues to blast Rage with some big blows to the head before he turns his attention to the fans for a few seconds while holding on to the bald head of Rage. He then turns around and wants to deliver a final punch to the face, but gets stopped in his tracks by a big knee in the midsection from Rage before delivering a spinning neck breaker on the concrete and amongst the chairs and other stuff that is laying on the ground from the fans. Rage looks up from the crowd as he stares at the ring where he sees Drake Green giving J2H a body slam in the middle of the ring before running to the ropes and coming off the ropes with a knee drop across the face and goes for the cover. Only to get a two count as J2H kicks out. Rage slowly but methodically walks over to the security railing, believing that Jeremiah Hardin is done for the night. Stepping over the railing and gets towards the ring apron. Where he sees Drake delivering an Irish Whip to J2H, where Rage trips the longest reigning SCW champion in the history of the company and then drags him to the outside of the ring. Whipping J2H shoulder first into the security railing before turning his attention to Drake Green. Who surprises him with a baseball slide, sending Rage to the security railing once more as Drake Green gets out of the ring and hypes up the fans as they are doing a Show Time chant for him. There he grabs Rage by the head and sets him up for a scoop slam. But Rage manages to block it by blasting a forearm across the back of the former multi champion. He then grabs him by the throat and delivers a huge chokeslam on the concrete as he stands over the carnage that is Drake Green and the former champion J2H.

Simone: The sheer power is a weapon for this man, a multi world champion and a mean streak to boot. He is hard to bet against, but then again with three men that are just as capable of beating anyone I.....

J2H has gotten to his feet and executes a dropkick that staggers the big man, J2H gets in the face and executes an eye gauge that causes Rage to stagger backwards while trying to protect his face as J2H climbs the security railing and sets him up for a hurricanruna headscissors from behind. Dropping the champion as he is ecstatic before sensing Jeremiah Hardin sliding in the ring and he slides in the ring with him. Jeremiah tries to go for a big boot to the face of J2H as he comes charging in on him, but J2H ducks and executes a spring board moonsault on Jeremiah Hardin and drops him for the cover as Jasmine goes for the three count...

ONE!

TWO!

Hardin bench presses the smaller J2H off of him as the former longest reigning world champion jumps to his feet quickly and sets him up for a standing spinning heel kick that drops Jeremiah to the canvas. J2H is about to go for the cover, but gets grabbed from behind by Rage who delivers a reversed neckbreaker in the middle of the ring. He gets up to a chores of boos from the fans as we see Drake Green getting to the turnbuckles and goes for a double axhandle off the turnbuckles. But he is caught by Rage as he sets him up for another Chokeslam, this time one inside the ring. Rage lifts him up high and drops him with authority before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

The pin attempt is thrwarted by Jeremiah Hardin, who delivers a leg across the back of Rage's head. Causing him to roll off of Drake Green. Jeremiah grabs Rage by the head and whips him hard into the steel ring post with his shoulder driving hard into the ring post. There Jeremiah turns around and looks at Drake and smiles. Sensing what a big thing it would be to beat the Hall of Famer but just as he grabs him by the head it is J2H who sneaks up from behind and executes a schoolboy pin attempt on Jeremiah.

ONE!

TWO!

Jeremiah kicks out as he uses his leg strength. He gets to his feet and only to be hit down by a spring board dropkick from J2H, sending Jeremiah through the ropes and onto the outside as J2H is on fire. He sees Rage slowly getting from the ring post and holds on to his painful right shoulder that hit the ring post with authority thanks to Jeremiah Hardin. We see J2H charge in on Rage and goes for a Monkey Flip into the middle of the ring. But Rage manages to grab the longest reigning champion with his good hand and delivers a huge kick between the legs of J2H as he held him up high before of him. causing J2H to drop hard on the canvas while holding on to his lower region in pain while gasping for oxygen.

Simone: Oh my God!! That has to hurt!!

Rage smiles as he leans down to taunt J2H , screaming at him as he senses victory to be near. He finally rolls J2H on his back and goes for the cover as Jasmine goes for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

A break up from Drake Green by the final moment of the pinfall, clearly realising that J2H would be unable to kick out from the painful assault that he had gone through. Jumping out towards Rage with his final burst of energy as he slowly gets to his feet. There he turns around and is met by a massive big boot to the face by the champion, who is screaming out loud towards everyone to hear as he grabs Drake Green by the head and lifts him up and sets him up for a big time Bear Hug. Squeezing the oxygen out of the body from Drake Green, who is trying to get his hands between the massive arms of Rage. Who is relentless, shaking the body of Drake Green around as if he was just a feather. Causing Drake to grab his head in agony as the pain can be seen from his face. Having trouble breathing while this gives Rage the opportunity to catch a breather and get some senses back into his painful shoulder that hit the ring post earlier the match. Drake is slowly fading as his arms are dropping to the side of his body, causing Rage to scream towards Jasmine to check his arms as Jasmine grabs Drake's left arm and raises it up high in the air before letting it go and it falls.

Adams: As Drake let's his arm fall two more times then Rage has successfully defended his world championship belt!!

Jasmine repeats the move one more time and it has got the same result as the first time, then she grabs the wrist for the final time and lifts Drake's arm up one more time before letting it go. But this time Drake puts both hands on the bald face of Rage and starts to bite him on his forehead. Causing Rage to scream in agonizing pain as he didn't expected this from the top good guy of the company. Causing him to let go off the hold that he had on Drake as Drake manages to land on his feet. He then gets behind Rage and sets him up for his patented Kimura Lock. Surprising Rage as he is still to work on the face that got bitten. Trying to fight through the hold that Drake is putting him on. Using all of his energy to resist the hold when suddenly out of nowhere.

Simone: SHOTBLOCK!!!

J2H delivers a shotblock on Drake Green as that causes him to fall backwards, but because he has the hold still hold on tight on Rage forces him to pull the 300 pound monster with him on top of him. Jasmine goes for the three count as both shoulders are down from Drake, but only to have J2H stop it with another axhandle on top of Rage. Screaming that he has had enough he runs to the ropes and delivers a baseball slide that sends Rage to the outside of the ring before turning his attention back to Drake Green. Who is holding on to his painful leg that got hit from behind as well as the impact of the 300 pounder falling on top of him. J2H is relentless as he kicks the leg several times before grabbing both legs and lock him in a painful Texas Cloverleaf submission hold. Drake is screaming in agonizing pain as he is trying to reach for the ropes but the two men are in the middle of the ring and J2H has got the lock synched in tight. Feeling the pain on the painful leg as well as the lower back from the bearhug earlier. Causing Drake to slowly to fade from the painful hold that he is in and the pain that he is feeling in his painful joints. Jasmine checks on Drake as she senses that he is out cold and calls for the bell

Simone: GOOD GOD!!!

Adams: J2H Did it!!!!

Justin: The winner of this match and NEW!!! SCW heavyweight champion of the world!!!! J2H!!!!

His music hits as jasmine hands him the SCW championship belt while we can see Rage stand on his feet and stare J2H in the eyes while being angered for losing his title belt.

Adams: The title has changed hands for the third time on this tour.

Melody Grace quickly runs down the ramp, sliding in the to the ring and stands up, wrapping her arms around the new champion, J2H picking her off her feet.

Adams: There was rumblings that things wasn't right with those two, but it looks like it's all behind them.

J2H kisses Melody on the head and she moves to his side. He puts his arms around her shoulder and raises the belt above his head

Simone: J2H once again sits at the top of the mountain. Who know what will be in store for us in the future.

Adams: We're gonna have to wait for two whole weeks.

Simone: Sadly true, because that's all we have time for tonight. Thank you for joining us for Into The Void VI, and thank you to everyone who joined us on this East Coast tour. Join us in two weeks at Climax Climax.

The camera fades to the image of J2H standing on the rope with the championship held above his head, while Melody cheers him on.




THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Annie, Gerrit, Derek, The Lord MK, Marge, Andy, Dustin, Court, Erik, Calvin Harris, Todd, Kris, Mandy, Britt, Court, Jenny, Mercedes, Ro. Also to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!