Joshua: Really is this your hard-hitting question? Alright Over the past two weeks I have gone through hell in my personal life. So much has gone on and then Hurricane Harvey came through Houston and south-east Texas. That was a place I hold dear and thinking about all of that got to me. I am human like everyone else not a robot. I have emotions that everyone else has.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Okay.

Joshua starts to walk past her and she ask one more question.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Joshua, you said you were going to start looking for people to watch your back and you will watch theirs. Are you going back to the tag division?

Joshua laughs at the question.

Joshua: No I am not going back to the tag division, I have won the SCW Tag Team Championship twice. What I was saying was more along the lines as an alliance nothing formal, it won't be like The Black Sheep or the Bad Boys. If we decide on going public with our group it will be a big deal here in SCW. That is all.

Joshua pushes past walking back to the locker room area as she is left baffled.

Griffin Hawkins stands in the parking lot, standing next to Drew Patton as Drew looks at a watch on his wrist.

Drew: I know your match don't start for a while, but I just wanted to make sure that...

Before Drew can continue, Andreas Bergfalk and Cyrus King charge at Hawkins, the two men landing clubbing blows to the back of his head and forcing him to his knees

Adams: Oh come on! This match isn't meant to start yet!

Andreas holds Hawkins up and Cyrus slams heavy shots in to the body of Hawkins. Andreas drops him to the floor and drags him by the long hair towards a white car. They pull him to his feet and both men take a hold of Hawkins head and drives him face first in to the side window. Andreas moves to the trunk of the car, popping it open.

Simone: This was a set up to protect their master.

They pull Hawkins to the trunk of the car, holding him over and trying to force him in, but Hawkins reaches backwards and grabs a tire iron and slams it on the back of the knee of Andreas, forcing him down to one knee. Cyrus moves in but Hawkins ducks out of the way and hits him in the head with the tire iron, forcing him to fall in to the trunk. Hawkins smashes Andreas' head in to the tail light and quickly bundles him in too and slams the trunk down.

Adams: That's one heck of a roomy trunk.

Simone: And certainly one was to even up this fight.

Adams: Does make me wonder where Steve Ramone is while this is happening.

Jason doesn't have to wait long as Steve Ramone charges in from behind, smashing his elbow in to the back of Hawkins head and sending him stumbling towards the front of a red car. The referee waves his hand, calling for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: This one wasn't meant to start yet, but it looks like we're underway early!

Ramone grabs hold of Hawkins head and slams it relentlessly in to the front of the red car, his long hair bouncing off the hood. Ramone spins him around and catches him with another hard shot to the jaw, causing Hawkins to stumble away. As Hawkins does, Ramone charges at him and grabs his head as he moves next to him, dropping him with a bulldog on the hard concrete floor of parking lot. Ramone stands up, looking down at Hawkins with anger in his eyes.

Adams: These two have been at each others throats for weeks. The bosses want nothing to do with this match at all.

Ramone picks Hawkins up and throws him on to the hood of the red car and pulling SCW's rockstar to his feet. Ramone hooks Hawkins up in a suplex position and lifts him over with a quick snap suplex, driving the back of Hawkins on to the roof of the car. Ramone pulls himself on to the top of the car and on to Griffin. Drew Patton makes the count by banging on the front of the car.

ONE!

TWO!

Hawkins gets a shoulder up.

Simone: Ramone trying to end this one early.

Adams: Maybe he has a date.... or maybe Kaylee has a date and Steve wants to watch. Who knows?

Ramone gets to his feet and pulls Hawkins up with him, standing on top of the car and pulls him in to a piledriver position. He lifts Hawkins up, but Hawkins wiggles his legs, getting his feet planted firmly on the side roof of the car and lifts Ramone over with a back body drop, causing Ramone to crash wildly in to the back of the car before rolling on to the floor and starting to crawl away. Hawkins turns around to see Ramone crawling away and drops to the end of the car. As Ramone rests on his hands and knees, Hawkins jumps off, planting a leg across the back on Ramone's head and driving him face first in to the hard floor.

Adams: Ramone's gonna be seeing little birdies fly around his head after that one.

Hawkins picks Ramone up and pulls him across to where a tow truck sits.

Adams: Did your car break down again?

Simone: We drove in together in your car.

Adams: Oh yeah, did my car break down again?

Hawkins pulls Ramone to the hook at the back and lifts him up, lifting him on to trailer at the back and hooking the back of his pants on to the tow hook.

Adams: That's gotta give the worlds most painful wedgie!

Hawkins starts to punch Ramone in the midsection as he hangs up, catching him with a hard hook to the ribs.

Simone: Very reminiscent of a scene from Rocky.

Hawkins jabs and hooks start to get stronger and faster as Ramone rocks from side to side. Hawkins steps back on to the trailer, ducking his head down and putting it between Ramone's legs, standing up and unhooking him. Hawkins drops forward with a huge electric chair drop on the trailer! He flips Ramone over and goes for the cover as Drew starts to count.

ONE!

TWO!

Ramone throws a shoulder up!

Simone: I really hope these two are gonna pay for damages.

Ramone starts to crawl but Hawkins grabs him by the head and pulls him up on to his feet but Ramone catches him with a thumb to the eye. Hawkins stumbles off the trailer and Ramone jumps off with a flying clothesline. The two tumble to the floor and Ramone starts to crawl for a door. He pulls himself to his feet as he gets his back to the door but Hawkins charges at him with a huge splash, pushing him through the door and on to the Gold Coast Casino floor, where hundreds of people gamble the night away.

Adams: He just put him right through the emergency exit from the casino to parking lot, except the other way around.

The two lay on the floor as people quickly look towards them, shocked at the sudden crash of the two men flying through the door. Drew checks on Ramone before checking on Hawkins. Hawkins rolls away, standing up with help from the wall but turns back towards Ramone, but Ramone is nowhere to be seen.

Simone: Where's Steve gone?

Adams: I have no idea.

Hawkins looks at Drew and then around the crowd, looking for Ramone.

Simone: We've been told that we'll come back to this when the action restarts.

Adams: You mean when Ramone comes out of hiding?

Simone: Yeah that.

The cameras cut elsewhere as Hawkins moves in to the crowd in search of Steve Ramone.

Walking backstage, her roulette title over her shoulder as she pushes hair off her forehead, she has a smile on her face as she is handed a towel from a technician. Pussy is waiting for her, a smile on her face as well.

Pussy Willow: Congratulations Sammi on the successful title defense against Cadence Carter. Now you have Melanie Gabrielle to look forward to our first night on tour.

Sam Marlowe: First, I have to give props to Cadence, that girl definitely made me work for the title tonight. I just want to say that any time that Cadence would like to challenge for this title again, I am more than willing to put it on the line against her anytime and anywhere. And secondly, I want to congratulate Melanie on her win. And I want her to know that I am looking forward to facing her and continuing my winning streak. But right now, I have to go get cleaned up and then I have a phone call to make. Thanks Pussy, talk to you later.

Sam walks off towards the bombshell locker room but is stopped by Ben Jordan

Ben Jordan: Congrats Sam, you did brilliant tonight.

Sam Marlowe: I know, I couldn't believe it. I was sure there for a moment that Cadence had me. Now I have to hurry and get changed because I have to give Keith a call. He was watching tonight and I told him I would call before the end of the night.

Sam moves closer to the locker room door before the sound of her cell phone can be heard. Sam picks up the phone and looks at the number. She smiles as she answers it and begins to speak. Suddenly her voice slows then stops as she listens to the person that had called. The smile on her face fades slowly as her eyes fill with tears. Nodding as she silently cries and slumps against the door frame, she says good bye then lets the phone drop. Seeing the look on her face, Ben puts a hand on her shoulder.

Ben Jordan: You ok Ginge?

Gulping a deep hard breath, Sam shakes her head and then turns into Ben's chest sobbing. Giving her a pat on the back, Ben pulls her away with a questioning look as Sam fights to stop crying.

Sam Marlowe: That was Keith's mom...she told me that they are watching the supercard and Keith saw me win and then he...he...

She stops once more with a sob...

Ben Jordan: And he...?

Sam Marlowe: He closed his eyes and slipped away. She said that the last thing he saw they think was me raising the title. Poor Keith...I am going to miss him so much Ben!

Ben pulls her in for another hug as he caresses her back as he mumbles words of sympathy as Sam cries. Finally she pulls away and with a half sob points to his wet chest and says sorry as he shrugs it off an guides Sam towards another room to collect herself.

The scene opens backstage at Violent Conduct IV. Pussy Willow is standing there with newcomer, Newmann. Newmann is dressed in a perfectly pleaded and starched suit adn a bow-tie. Pussy holds the microphone up as she starts to speak.

Pussy: I am joined tonight by the newest SCW Signee, Newmann! Newmann.. You have watched the 4th installment of Violent Conduct tonight and have seen some great matches so far. How are you feeling?

Newmann: I'm feeling great tonight Pussy.. You know i'm in Vegas and i'm in a good mood and trust me, that's better for everyone on the roster.

Pussy: So what match are you most excited for tonight?

Newmann: Any match that has do do with Bombshells of course!

Pussy gives out a little awkward laugh

Pussy: So hopefully, you will make your debut in two weeks on Climax Control.. Thoughts?

Newmann: All I'm going to say is I don't care who I make my debut against next week. I will get the W. That's it. That's all their is to it.

Pussy: Well that's all we have time for tonight but tune into Climax Control next week to see the debut of Newmann!

Shifts to the next match

Justin:: The following contest is a Triple Threat Match scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Roulette championship!!

"Nightmare" Hits the PA as Joshua walks out from the back with boos from the crowd. As he walks slowly to the ring he avoids all contact from fans. Once in the ring he goes up to the middle rope of the turnbuckle, drawing boos from the crowd as he holds up his arms.

Justin:: Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada!! The first challenger!! Joshua Acquin!!!

The opening instrumental for "Tired" and the lights turn purple. Sam comes out from behind the curtain. He takes out a card and throws it, sticking it to the middle of the ramp. He slowly walks down the ramp with a smile on his face. Sam picks up the card and shows it to be the Queen of hearts. He kisses it pockets it. Samuel jumps up on the steps and looks around as the crowd cheers for him. Samuel gets into the ring and climbs onto one of the turnbuckles absorbing the crowd's energy.

Justin:: The second challenger!! From Odessa, Denmark!! Samuel Deveraux!!!

The lights get cut off leaving the inside of the arena pitch black. Suddenly, bright white lights shine down from 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:: Hailing from San Diego, California, the SCW Roulette Champion, "Pure" Kris!

The cameras come up the ramp as he finally raises his eyes to look out at the arena. The Roulette Championship is around his waist, albeit hanging upside down so that he can read it. The camera 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. In the middle of his stride, he pulls the strap on the championship, unsnapping it, and holding it up into the air as he leaps up onto the middle turnbuckle.

Jacob holds the championship belt up high in the air before handing it over to the time keeper.

DING DING DING!

Both Acquin and Deveraux charge in on the champion as they double team him as they whip him in the ropes. Kris comes off the ropes and gets knocked down with a double clothesline. Devereaux goes for the cover as Summers goes for the count

ONE!

Deveraux gets pulled off the champion by Acquin as he blasts him hard in the face and is angry at him for trying to take the cover away from him.

Simone: So much for the alliance between these two!!

Samuel feels his face by the punch he received before driving series of forearms into the face of Acquin, this causes him to stagger backwards into the corner as the larger Deveraux drives knees into the midsection before clobbering him with a few forearms into the back. He then sets him up for a Powerbomb out of the corner, but just as he lifts him up it is Kris that jumps up on the back of Acquin and executes a neckbreaker before getting up to his feet and dropkicks Deveraux back in the corner.

Simone: Typical Kris, always waiting for that one opportunity!!

Kris covers Acquin, as Jacob goes for the cover and starts to count.

ONE!

TWO!

This time it is Deveraux that breaks the count after having shaken off the dropkick that Kris hit on him earlier, he grabs Kris and whips him to the outside as he follows him to the outside as well. He grabs him by the head and whips him shoulder first into the steel steps before walking over towards him and placing a boot to the throat as he chokes out the champion. In the inside of the ring we see Acquin get to his feet and slide to the outside of the ring, he grabs a steel chair and whacks it across the back of Deveraux after walking up behind him.

Simone: It has gotten bad real quick between these three guys

Adams: It sure seems that way as we got three guys that hate each other.

Acquin grabs the champion and rolls him to the outside, he slides in the ring while holding the chair in his hands as Kris got to his feet quickly and dropped series of elbows on the back of Josh Acquin before grabbing the chair and whacks it across the back of Acquin before dropping the chair on the canvas and rolls up Acquin before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

Acquin manages to kick out as Kris measures Acquin who slowly sits up and runs to the ropes for a Springboard left forearm strike as he goes for another cover.

ONE!

TWO!

This time the pin attempt is broken up by Deveraux, who has pulled Kris off of Joshua Acquin. Sliding him out of the ring and then drops him with a big time boot to the face. Dropping the smaller Roulette champion before sliding back in the ring. There he grabs Joshua Acquin by the head and pulls him to his feet before whipping him into the ropes and setting him up for a big time clothesline. But Acquin manages to duck it and comes off the ropes with a high knee strike to the face of Deveraux. This causes Deveraux to stagger into the turnbuckles as Acquin charges in on him with a running clothesline before grabbing the head of Deveraux and sets him up for a running headlock Bulldog from out of the corner. Dropping Deveraux with the Bulldog and goes for the cover as Jacob goes for another three count.

ONE!

TWO!

Deveraux bench presses Joshua Acquin as Acquin can't believe the strength from the 6'6 superstar. He quickly snaps out of it as he wraps his arm around the neck of Samuel Deveraux and locks him in a reversed chinlock. Deveraux tries to get back to his feet as Acquin has his weight all over the neck of Deveraux as he tries to wear him down, only to have Deveraux get to his feet once more and drives series of elbows in the midsection of Acquin as that causes the hold to be broken. Causing Deveraux to run to the ropes to mount an offence, only to fall to the outside as Kris has pulled the ropes down as Deveraux falls over the top rope. Kris slides in the ring and gets attacked by Acquin, but sidesteps him and trips him with a drop toe hold. This causes Acquin to fall face first into the bottom turnbuckle. Giving Kris the opportunity to take advantage of the situation as he rolls Acquin over and goes for another cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Acquin kicks out as Kris jumps on the second rope and hits a knee across the throat of Acquin before doing the same move three more times. Kris runs to the ropes from one side to the other as he sets himself up for a moonsault off the ropes. But when he comes off the ropes we see Samuel Deveraux standing there and catching him before dropping the Roulette champion with a Powerslam. Bouncing the champion off the canvas with authority before he covers him.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Simone: NO!! Kris managed to get his shoulder off the canvas!!

Samuel Deveraux is angry that he didn't got the pin as he starts to pound away at the face of Kris as the champion manages to block some of the punches as most of the big blows do connect with the Roulette champion. Samuel finally gets up and grabs the head of Kris and lifts him up to his feet and lifts him up again over his shoulder to go for another Powerslam. But the champion manages to slide out of the grip from the challenger before Deveraux turns around and gets hit with a European Uppercut. Kris follows the move up several times as this staggers Deveraux. Who comes off the ropes and goes for a big boot, but Kris ducks and then the boot hits Acquin who has gotten behind Kris. Deveraux turns around and sees a charging Kris as he jumps off with a cross body block. But Deveraux catches him and goes for a Sidewalk Slam and delivers the blow with authority. Before going for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

This time it is Joshua Acquin that saves the pin attempt and save his chances for the Roulette championship belt. He grabs Deveraux by the hair and whips him into the steel ring post as he hits the shoulder into the steel ring post.

Adams: Seems that Samuel Deveraux has been eliminated from this match!! Now it is Acquin and the champ!!

Acquin stares at the damage that he has done against Samuel Deveraux and grins before turning his attention back to the champion. Who is slowly getting to his feet as he pulls himself up by using the ropes. Acquin grabs Kris by the hair and bashes forearms across the chest before turning his attention towards the ropes as he spits at them. Giving enough time for Kris to take advantage from the distraction that Acquin granted him and hits him with a jawbreaker across the shoulder of the champion. Causing Acquin to stagger backwards before Kris quickly gets to his feet. Charging at Acquin, who goes for a clothesline that Kris ducks and delivers a European Uppercutt. This causes Acquin to turn around as Kris goes for a rollup from behind as Jacob goes for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

Acquin manages to kick out at the count of two as Kris can't put enough pressure to keep the bigger man down for the three count. Kris measures Acquin as he gets to his feet as Kris runs to the ropes and comes off the ropes with a Springboard Left Forearm Strike. Only to have Acquin to catch him and drops him with a Belly to Belly suplex before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Again Kris manages to kick out as we see Samuel Deveraux start to stir out of the corner as he holds on to his painful shoulder. Looking over at the fallen champion and then towards the charging Acquin, who gets dropped by a big boot from the now one armed big man. Who slowly drops across the chest of Acquin

ONE!

TWO!

Acquin manages to get his shoulder up on time as Deveraux looks around, he slowly gets to his feet and watches Acquin as is about to grab him with his patented finishing hold as suddenly from behind it is Kris that drives a knee in the back that sends Deveraux into Acquin that drops to the canvas. Deveraux turns around and gets a dropkick into his painful shoulder, causing him to stagger backwards and fall to the outside as Kris senses the end is to be near and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin:: The winner of the match and STILL SCW Roulette champion!! Kris!!!

Kris gets the championship belt handed to him as he rolls out of the ring and holds the belt up in the air and smiles against his two challengers that he just beat.

Simone: The run continues!!!

The opening chord of "Breaking Inside" echoes throughout the Gold Coast Casino as Jason Adams and Belinda Simone look each other. He is thumbing through his notes while leaning into Belinda.

Adams: Do you know what is happening?

Simone: No. I know nothing about this.

Just then, three golden spotlights shine on the stage as Travis bursts through the curtain. A thunderous ovation comes over the crowd as he points toward the back. As he does so, "Waiting on the end" blares causing everyone to jump out of their seats.

Simone: I don't believe it. Travis Nathaniel Andrews and Horace Jackson are back.

Adams: This is great news for the tag team division.

Horace and Travis give each other a nod before walking down the ramp. The crowd holds out their hands as both men high five each fan. Travis leaps up onto the apron as Horace pulls himself up onto the apron.

Adams: Listen to this crowd, I never thought a welcome back chant would happen for Travis.

Simone: Neither did I but he is a hometown boy.

Travis walks across the ring and asks for two microphones while waving at the crowd. The techs hand him the mics as he turns to face Horace. He holds one while handing the other off. He nods while turning toward the camera.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Welcome everyone to the must see moment in all of SCW. Welcome to Violent Conduct 4. Tonight, we have a stacked card from top to bottom. However there is a glaring hole on the card. The world tag titles aren't even on the card. What? Did those Bad Boys chase off every tag team? Whatever happened to the Black Sheep? You know when Ben Jordan told me to team with this guy. I thought he was nuts but after doing a couple independent bookings, we have started to gel like a team. I'm sure Ben is going to take all the credit. I'm still not sure if this'll work but I'm going to try and make it work.

The crowd slowly starts a Mr. TNA chant as Horace steps into the shot.

Horace Jackson: The last time I was at Violent Conduct was against Bruce Evans. This past Climax Control was a tribute to Bruce but due to scheduling conflicts I was unable to attend. So I thought I would take this time to share my condolences to his family. Bruce was a legend in this company. When I heard he was taking from us, I had to stop and think about him. The fact that he was my last match in my first run means a lot to me. I know he is watching and hope is giving them hell.

Horace takes a minute as Bruce Evans chants burst throughout the casino.

Adams: You can hear the emotion behind those words.

Horace lifts the microphone back up to his lips.

Horace Jackson: I'm sure you are wondering why we are out here. A month ago Erik Staggs sent a challenge out for anyone to challenge his Bad Boys in a match. Well I answered it but he just laughed it off. I told him once I found a partner then I would make the challenge. So I know those pathetic excuses of the male population are back there. Consider this a warning Travis and I are coming for those belts. It doesn't matter how many teams we go through because in the end we have one destination in our minds.

The crowd goes crazy as Travis turns toward the stage.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: I know what you are thinking. What have done to be in the title picture? I'll answer you we haven't done anything yet. That will change. Ben's Club will add more gold into his camp and that is what we will do. We are ready to fight so any team in the back take notice. We're back and shits about to get real. If you have a problem with it. Well you can cry to a therapist or you can just DEAL WITH IT.

"Last Man Standing" starts to play as Horace and Travis raise their arms into the air as the scene fades.

We go back to where we see Griffin Hawkins moving past a slot machine, his eyes dotted around the scene as he looks out for Steve Ramone. Ramone can be seen crouching on top of a nearby slot machine. As Hawkins gets closer, Ramone launches himself off with a huge dropkick, taking Griffin and Drew Patton by surprise. Ramone connects with the dropkick, sending Hawkins flying in to the crowd. Ramone gets to his feet, a satisfied smirk on his face as he moves towards the Rock Solider and picks him up.

Adams: That's the second time Ramone has surprised Hawkins.

Simone: Sneak attack more like.

Adams: More like.

Ramone takes Hawkins by his hair and slams him face first in to the slot machine nearby, causing alarms to ring and lights to flash. A stream of coins start to fall through the return slot and. Ramone reaches down, picking out two coins and putting them between in his fingers, poking out at the end. He lifts his hand back and spins Hawkins around and pushes him back against the noisy machine. Ramone starts to drill his fist in to Hawkins head, the exposed coins making a dent in to Hawkins head. Ramone grabs Hawkins by the head and lays him in front of the slot machine. He grabs hold of the slot machine and starts to pull on it.

Simone: What's he trying to do?

Adams: I don't know but whatever it is, it won't be good.

Ramone pulls on the machine, tilting it, pulling it off balance and crashing it towards the ground but at the last second, Hawkins rolls out of the way.

Adams: That could have broken Griffin in to a million pieces!

A disappointed Ramone pulls Hawkins to his feet, lifting him to the side of the machine and doubling him over. Ramone pulls Hawkins head through his legs and jumps over with a sunset flip powerbomb, driving Hawkins back in to the machine, causing a huge bang and a puff of smoke!

Simone: Good god, there's live electricity running through there!

Ramone puts his feet over Hawkins shoulders and Drew drops down to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Hawkins rolls to the side, pushing Ramone off.

Adams: Someone needs to get them clear of the wires there.

Hawkins starts to crawl away as the crowd in the casino look on in disbelief. He pulls himself up at a nearby craps table and Ramone charges towards him but Hawkins lifts Ramone high in the air with a flapjack, causing Ramone to hit the edge of the table with his face. Hawkins turns around and looks at the table, picking up the two dices and rolls them along the table.

Adams: Winner!

A smile crosses Hawkins face as he rolls winning numbers before turning back to Ramone. He picks Ramone up to his feet and lifts him up, dropping him chest first across the table. Ramone bounces around to Hawkins, who catches him with a stiff right hand. He casually tosses Ramone on to the table and climbs up. He pulls Ramone to his feet and hooks him up with Ramone's head between his legs and lifts, dropping Ramone with a package piledriver, the force and weight causing the craps table to collapse!

Simone: Holy hell!

Adams: Gonna be a lot of unhappy punters there and some very angry pit bosses.

In the chaos, Hawkins puts an arm across Ramone and Drew drops down to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Ramone barely gets a shoulder up!

Adams: This is unbelievable!

Through the wreckage, Ramone starts to crawl towards the big glass doors of the casino but Hawkins returns to his feet and follows. Ramone pulls himself up, his back towards a big glass window and Hawkins charges at him, but Ramone moves out of the way and Hawkins crashes head first in to the sturdy window. Ramone takes control of Hawkins head and slams him firmly in to the thick glass and Hawkins flies backwards turning face down. Ramone stumbles out of the casino and in to the crowd outside as Hawkins gets to his feet, a dazed look on his face as he makes his way out of the casino, looking around the crowd for Steve Ramone. Hawkins looks up to see Steve Ramone sitting on top of a Las Vegas tour bus, smirking down at Hawkins. Hawkins moves towards the bus but the bus starts to move away, a smiling Steve Ramone flipping the middle finger towards Hawkins.

Simone: Ramone is just playing mind games.

Hawkins moves towards the bus, but the bus moves further away, leaving Hawkins standing.

Simone: Looks like we'll be joining these two again after Ramone is done with his sightseeing tour.

The camera fades back to the arena as Hawkins eyes up a nearby bus schedule.

The camera cuts to the office of SCW Boss Hot Stuff Mark Ward. In front of him on the desk, sits the SCW Tag Team Championship belts and the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Championship belts. As he sits leaning back in his chair as he starts to speak.

HS: Lets get down to business, shall we?

Hot Stuff clears his throat.

HS: A lot have been spoke about when it comes to the SCW tag titles on both divisions, two sets of titles that have disappeared off our screens lately. I think it's about time I clear that up. Melody and Odette decided their time was up, felt the competition was non existant and I can't argue that at all. Melody decided it was focus on the fairytail wedding and Odette, we she's taken up another role in the company. I've never been one to get involved in people's personal lives, so fuck, if she wants to plan on being a princess for a day than try and build her division, I'm ok with that, but the Disney Dolls were right, there is no competition for those titles, but that needs to change.

He takes a deep breath.

HS: As for The Bad Boys, who the fuck knows what happened to them, but when phone calls stop getting returned and they simply can't be bothered to show up in SCW, but will happily skip over to Honor Wrestling, I think it shows a hell of a lot about who they are and that they, although they had all the talent in the world, simply can't be bothered to show up and defend what they've earned. That's not acceptable, that's not good enough. When you look at the men's tag division, we have teams like The Unholy Alliance, The Black Sheep, The Monstimals, The Surf Boys and as you saw earlier, the return of Travis Nathaniel Andrews and Horace Jackson. Four teams who would defend the championships with pride, so these men will get the chance to do just that.

He leans forward in his chair.

HS: On our next edition of Climax Control, these Tag Team belts will find a new home. Every single active team on the roster will get a chance to become champions. Every male team will have their shot, every Bombshell team will have their shot. Any team that comes in over the next week, returning team, new team, it doesn't matter, every single team will have a shot at these belts. I'm calling out to the wrestling world, to come and instantly make a mark on SCW, I'm calling out to the current teams to show the wrestling world what teams in SCW are all about.

Hot Stuff points at the belts in front of him.

HS: It's time to find these babies a new home.

Hot Stuff smiles as the camera fades out.

We cut back to the Las Vegas tour bus pulling in at it's final destination. Passengers disembark the double decker open top bus, leaving one by one until the last passenger, Steve Ramone stands at the doorway.

Simone: Steve taking time out from his match to see the sights of Vegas.

Ramone steps off the bus, only to be speared back on to the bus by Griffin Hawkins!

Simone: How did he get there and so fast?

Adams: Well, maybe, just maybe Griffin looking at a bus schedule the last time we saw them is a big give away. Plus these things drive slow.

Simone: Well it's about time Griffin surprised Ramone with an attack.

The shocked Ramone crashes backwards on to the bus, sending the driver fleeing in terror. Hawkins takes Ramone by the head and slams it in to the steering wheel, each strike setting off the busses horn. Hawkins pulls his head back once more, connecting with a quick jab before slamming it hard in to horn once more. He throws Ramone in to the aisle of the bus and kicks Ramone in the ribs. Ramone tries to pull himself up on the seats but Hawkins quickly uses a seat as a springboard and bounces, catching Ramone with a huge Enziguri to the side of the head, causing Ramone to stumble to the stairs at the end.

Adams: These two are not holding back tonight.

Simone: We was promised a fight and now we're getting just that.

Ramone starts to walk up the stairs and turns around as Hawkins follows. Ramone kicks Hawkins down the stairs, sending him tumbling and tries to pull himself up the steps. Hawkins dusts himself off and follows Ramone up the steps. A sharp shot to the jaw cuts Hawkins off at the top of the steps, but Hawkins fires one back at Ramone, sending Ramone stumbling amongst the seats. Ramone stumbles to the back of the bus but Hawkins charges at him and jumps up with a high leg lariat, catching Ramone on the jaw and sending him over the back of the bus!

Simone: What the....

Adams: That was bad! Is he ok.

The camera peers over the back of the bus to see Ramone hanging on to the top by his fingers. He looks behind him to see a car and drops down on to the roof of the car below.

Simone: We might not like Steve Ramone, but that could have been disastrous.

Ramone looks up at Hawkins but Hawkins climbs up on the edge of the bus and dives off with a high crossbody! The crowd watches in horror as Hawkins flies through the air and on to Steve Ramone, leaving a dent in the roof of the car! Drew Patton runs down the stairs of the bus towards the two men as both lay on the roof of the car.

Adams: That was insane from Griffin to take such a chance!

The two men slowly get to their feet but before Ramone can react, Hawkins lifts him over with an exploder suplex, sending him off the car and to the sidewalk!

Simone: Wow!

Hawkins drops down and quickly covers him as Drew, fresh from his run down the stairs, makes the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Ramone somehow manages to kick up!

Adams: I seriously can not believe what I'm witnessing here.

Simone: Me neither.

Hawkins brushes the hair out of his eyes as he sits up, also in shock at what is happening. The rockstar returns to his feet and attempts to pull Ramone to his feet, but Ramone drops to his knees and hits Hawkins with a low blow!

Adams: I think Griffin might be able to hit higher notes than before now.

Ramone springs to his feet and leads Hawkins towards a fountain and kicks him behind the knee, forcing a hurting Hawkins on to his knees. Ramone holds Hawkins head under the water, bubbles appearing as Hawkins breathes out.

Simone: Ramone's just toying with Hawkins here.

Ramone pulls his head back out of the water, before pushing it under again, holding it there for a few seconds as Hawkins struggles. Ramone pulls him back up and leans Hawkins back first over the water, Hawkins upper body over the top and moves to a nearby bench. He climbs on the seat and then on to the back and looks down at Hawkins. Ramone dives off with a shooting star splash, sending Hawkins in to the water! Ramone stays on top, Hawkins under water and Drew makes the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Hawkins fires himself up through the water and pushes Ramone off.

Adams: What's it gonna take to put this guy away?

Ramone steps out of the water and looks at Drew.

Steve: Screw this, come with me.

Drew looks confused as Ramone points away and walks away, leaving Griffin to pull himself out of the water.

Simone: Again? Looks like we'll be back with this one again a little later.

Hawkins pulls himself out of the water as the camera cuts back to the arena.

Our attention is taken backstage where we see James Tuscini, Pinky del Ferrando, and Dmitri, standing in the hallway having a conversation. James and Dmitri are in their wrestling attire and ready for their respective matches while Pinky is wearing a black business suit with white shirt and red tie. We notice that James Tuscini's forehead has healed, and the stitches have been removed, but we can see the marks left from the cut and the stitches as the stitches were recently removed. Pinky is not wearing his neck brace any longer but we're pretty sure his neck might still be sore so he should be careful tonight.

James: Dmitri you are my friend, stable-mate, and tag team partner. However I have to be honest that I wasn't happy with you showing up at my match against Calvin Harris at Climax Control 189. Your presence at ringside caused Calvin to direct his attention on you, which took his attention off me, and I took advantage of it for the win. But you need to know that even though you didn't get physically involved in the match, you merely made an appearance at ringside, it was enough of a distraction for me to take advantage of. If you hadn't shown up I don't know if I would have won or lost that match but I would rather have found out with you showing up at ringside to cast doubt about my win.

Dmitri: James I didn't interfere in the match. All I did was show up at ringside to help Pinky give you support in your match against Calvin Harris. I didn't attack him. I didn't try to enter the ring. Harris allowed himself to be distracted when he heard my entrance music play. I hadn't even arrived at ringside to stand next to Pinky by the time you pinned him. That's not my fault James. The fault needs to be placed where it belongs and that's with Calvin Harris and not me.

James: The fact remains that I asked you to stay away from ringside and let me do this match on my own. I told you that only Pink was to be at ringside. Oh well the deed is done and I cannot change what happened but please do NOT show up at my match against Ryan Keys and Killian Sweete.

Dmitri: Now, James, why in the world would I want to show up for your match against Killian and Ryan? I don't have any need or a reason to distract them in your match.

Pinky: There you go Dmitri. You just admitted that you don't have a reason to distract the opponents of James in his match tonight but you did have a reason to distract his opponent at Climax Control 189. Please don't show up at our match tonight okay? Stay in your dressing room and only show up at the ring when your match against Calvin Harris is ready to go. I promise you that I will not show up at ringside and neither will James. We are going to allow you to do your match on your own against Calvin Harris. That way nobody has any reason to claim that your victory was tainted.

Dmitri: That's a deal boys! I will leave now and catch up with you after my match against Calvin Harris.

Dmitri turns and walks down the hallway where he disappears around a corner. James and Pinky look at each other and shrug their shoulders before continuing with their comments.

Pinky: Ryan, Killian, I'm at ringside for two reasons. I'm there as the Manager for James Tuscini. I'm also there because I know that you, Killian, are likely to have Porter come to the ring and interfere in the match. You already know I'm not gonna allow that to happen. I want a clean match with no interference from anyone associated with any of the wrestlers in this match. You have been warned.

James: You two come in with a pathetic combined chance of winning of around 6 to 7 percent. That places me at the distinct advantage of coming into the match with a 93 to 94 percent chance of winning. Place your bets gentlemen. Place your bets on James Tuscini for the win and to retain the Internet Championship. Guaranteed you won't lose your money with that bet.

James and Pinky slap hands in a HIGH FIVE and then they each give two thumbs up into the camera and then the cameraman cuts his camera feed.

Justin: The following contest is a Triple Threat Match scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Internet championship!!

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.

Slapping the hands of the fans to his side he jogs closer to the ring until he slides in through the bottom ropes. As he makes way up the corner ring post he stops and looks around to hear the cheers of the crowd as he teases them with tearing off his shirt and tossing it to the side. Showing the same confident pose as before he hops down and extends his leg over the ring post to stretch them out and show his flexibility before the match starts.

Justin: The first competitor to stand in the middle of the ring is from Las Vegas, Nevada!! RRRYAN KEYYYYS!!!!!!

All the lights in the arena go out as "Black Sheep" starts to play. Through the build up of the song a thin red line write a single word on the titantron: SWEETE. Just before the words start a pyrotechnic explosion of red blasts all around the giant screen at the top of the stage. Two men come from behind the curtains, and stop at the center of the stage. Porter is on Killian's left and the look out at the crowd for a moment, soaking in their reaction.

They make their way down the ramp, mostly ignoring everyone reaching out to them, and talking back and forth with one another. The last few steps to the ring, Porter takes at a run and slides under the bottom rope into the ring. Killian instead chooses to take a different route, climbing the ring side stairs and walking along the apron before stepping between the ropes and entering the ring. Porter is met in the center of the ring by his brother as their music fades.

Justin: His first opponent, accompanied by his brother Porter Sweete. Hailing from Montreal, Quebec, Canada!!!! Killian Sweete!!!

"Confident" by Demi Lovato begins to play as the lights in the arena go dark. We watch as red, white, and green, spotlights flash around the entrance area. James Tuscini, along with his Uncle Pinky del Ferrando, who doubles as his Manager, step out from the backstage area and James plays the crowd by waving and flexing his muscles. James and Pinky make their way across the landing and then they head down the ramp to the wrestling ring. Along the way James acknowledges the crowd by giving high fives and shaking hands while Uncle Pinky flirts with the older ring rats. When James and Pinky arrive at the ring James climbs up the ring steps, then he walks along the ring apron, then he ducks through the ropes into the ring. When the lyrics of the song come to "What's wrong with being...what's wrong with being...what's wrong with being confident?" James mouths the words as the song plays. Tuscini them makes a trip aroudn the ring to play the crowd some more before settling into a corner to await the start of the match as the entrance music dies out. His Manager, Pinky del Ferrando, takes a chair at ringside.

Jacob Summers lifts the championship belt up high for everyone to see what title is up for stake

DING DING DING!

We can see Killian Sweete charge in on Ryan Keys as the champion looks on and chuckles as he turns his attention towards his Uncle Pinky. The two youngsters are trading blows before Ryan Keys reverses an Irish Whip from Sweete and sets him up for a Back Body Drop. But Sweete stops before him and drops an elbow to the back of Ryan Keys his neck. Killian follows it up with a Russian Legsweep and then covers Ryan Keys for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

James Tuscini breaks up the three count as he drops an elbow on the neck of Killian Sweete. He then grabs the Black Sheep member and whips him in the turnbuckles before following it up with a running back elbow to the jaw. He then sets him up for a front facelock bulldog headlock and drops Killian Sweete for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

This time it is Ryan Keys that saves the cover as he delivers an double axhandle on the champion, he then runs to the ropes and executes a moonsault off the ropes as he drops hard on the back of James Tuscini and rolls him over for the count.

ONE!

TWO!

James gets his shoulder up on time, he manages to kick out in time. Ryan gets to his feet and runs to the ropes, but is met by a Discuss Punch by Killian Sweete. This staggers Ryan before Killian delivers a clothesline that sends Ryan Keys over the top rope and to the outside. Killian then turns his attention towards James Tuscini as he grabs him and lock him in an Inverted facelock backbreaker and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Killian locks Tuscini in a reverse chinlock, driving his knee in the back of Tuscini's head as his fingers are locked around the chin. Tuscini tries to pry open the fingers of Killian, but to no evail as he pulls harder on the head as this causes the knee to drive deeper into the neck.

Adams: Good tactical move from Killian, keeping Tuscini down while being able to overlook things and Ryan Keys is on the outside.

We can see Keys jump on the ring apron, then jump on the top rope and executes a springboard Dropkick to the back of the neck of Killian Sweete. He then goes for the cover on Sweete

ONE!

TWO!

Jacob shows Ryan that it was just a count of two before Ryan turns his attention back to the two men that are in the ring. James Tuscini has slowly gotten to his feet by pulling himself up by the turnbuckles and then turns around. Ryan Keys goes for a Cross Body Block, but is catched by Tuscinio. Who then throws him over the top rope in the hopes to send him on the concrete, but Keys manages to grab the ropes and land on the apron before delivering a kick to the head of Tuscini. That causes Tuscini to stagger to the middle of the ring before Ryan Keys jumps off the top rope and hits a Hurricanrana on Tuscini as he goes for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Killian Sweete breaks it up as he delivers a dropkick on Keys, that sends him against the bottom rope. Killian grabs the legs of James Tuscini and drops a head into the lower abdomen of the champion before going for a Figure Four Leg Lock, but just as he is about to cross both legs it is Tuscini that grabs Sweete by the head and rolls him up for a small package as Summers goes for another three count

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Tuscini reacts immediately by grabbing Killian Sweete by the head and start to pound away on him, he then sets him up for an Atomic Drop, that sends Sweete into the ropes as Tuscini measures him for a huge clothesline that sends Killian down hard on the canvas. Tuscini turns around and sees Ryan Keys has gotten back to his feet and he goes for the cover on Sweete, but gets pulled off of him before Jacob Summers could even administer a one count. Tuscini has the leg of Keys as he lifts it up in the air and drives series of knees in the back of Keys his leg. Before locking his ankle in a standing leg grapevine and his foot on the other leg of Keys as Summers is looking on whether Keys wishes to submit to Tuscini. We suddenly see Sweete lock in a Rings of Saturn submission hold on Ryan Keys as now both the champion and one of the two challengers has a submission hold locked on the other challenger for Tuscini's championship belt.

Simone: Oh my!! Will Ryan manage to hold on for much longer???

You can see Ryan tap to both holds as both Tuscini and Sweete celebrate to the tap out from Ryan Keys as Jacob Summers directs his attention to the ring announcer as he explains Justin Decent several things.

Justin: Jacob Summers has stated that there can't be a decision when one of the three wrestlers submits to two submission holds!! Therefore this match is forced to continue!!

Tuscini already has left the ring and had grabbed his championship belt while walking towards the rampway with Uncle Pinky as he hears the decision from the referee. Irate he starts to scream at Summers when we suddenly see Killian Sweete lock Ryan Keys in a pinning predicament as Summers jumps over them and goes for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

The three count is broken up by James Tuscini as he has dropped an axhandle on Sweete with the championship belt in his hand. Clearly irate by the judgment call as he was obviously believing that he had won the match. He drops the championship belt on the canvas as he grabs Killian Sweete and sets him up for a Piledriver on the championship belt. Lifting him up, but it is Ryan Keys that has gotten to his feet and jumps on the middle rope before executing a Cross Body Block on Killian Sweete. That sends James Tuscini falling backwards with both his opponents on top of him as Ryan goes for the cover on the two.

ONE!

TWO!

Tuscini manages to get his shoulder off the canvas on time as he grabs the bottom rope as this causes the three count to be stopped.

Simone: Did you just see that????

Adams: Sure did Brenda, but it seems to be a thin line in the career of Ryan Keys. Always coming so close to success, but every time he gets just on the short end of the deal!!

Ryan is frustrated, he clearly believed that this was the moment that he would have won this match and looks up at Summers who shows it was just a count of two. He slaps his hands on the canvas before psyching himself up once again to get back into the match. We see Killian Sweete slowly stagger back to his feet as Keys measures him for a dropkick. Setting the move up just at the moment that Sweete turns around, but he catches Keys his legs and then executes a catapult into the corner. Hitting his head on the top turnbuckle before Sweete grabs the championship belt and clobbers Keys with it and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Simone: How did Keys kick out????

Adams: I can't believe it either and neither can Killian!!

Killian looks around in shock, holding his head in disbelieve as his eyes have grown to plates. He doesn't have much time to wonder what happened as Tuscini grabs him from behind and goes for a Bulldog in the middle of the ring. He then goes for the cover as Jacob Summers goes for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

This time it is Sweete that gets the shoulder up on time, all three wrestlers are spend as Tuscini looks around and sees his uncle standing up and throws him a chain. Tuscini nods as he grabs the chain and slowly gets to his feet.

Simone: Oh no, don't let this match end this way!! Not this way!!

Adams: We almost have seen it all so far Brenda, so this just fits in the expectations of Violent Conduct!!

Tuscini measures Ryan Keys as he swings a punch with the chain towards the direction of Ryan Keys, but he sidesteps and grabs the arm as he drops Tuscini in the middle of the ring and locks him in his submission hold.

Simone: The Key Ring!! Will this be the moment????

Keys has Tuscini in a bridging Fijiwara Armbar submission hold as Tuscini tries to break free from the hold but to no evail as Keys has the hold locked in deep. Forcing Tuscini to simply tap out and forfeit the championship belt.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match and NEW!! SCW Internet champion!! Ryan Keys!!!

Keys is handed the championship belt as the crowd erupts and applauds him as well as the other two wrestlers for giving a great match for them to watch. James Tuscini stands in the corner dejected and disappointed that he lost the match and the Internet Championship to Ryan Keys. He asks for a mic to make comments on the match.

James: I feel I've let down my fans tonight. I lost this match and the reason I lost is I allowed myself to be distracted. I have nobody to blame but myself and if I lose fan support over this loss I will accept it and improve myself for the future.

James points across the ring and continues his comments.

James: Ryan Keys! You did it! After five failed attempts against me you finally pulled off a victory and this time you won the Internet Title Belt from me. I'm disappointed I lost but I'm proud of you for never giving up. You are one hell of a wrestler and your win, and obtaining the Internet Championship, in front of your home town fans, has to be one of the greatest feelings in the world. I ask that you carry the Internet Championship with pride and defend it with honor. Just remember that I have the re-match contract so you will be seeing me again.

James Tuscini throws the mic to the mat and he slides out of the ring where he is met by Pinky del Ferrando. The two head up the ramp thanking their fans as they go up. When they reach the landing at the top of the ramp they turn and wave to the crowd and then they turn and walk into the backstage area.

Backstage in the Gold Coast, fans are gathered around merchandise booths as there are some valuable moments between matches to do a little souvenir hunting. The camera catches none other than the challenger for tonight's Bombshell Internet Championship match, Devona, standing with along with a handful of young Japanese teenagers, a fans obviously. One teen turns his back and leans over, propping his hands on his knees, while Devona signs his 'Violent Conduct IV' limited edition shirt. He stands upright and joins his friends, each with their own shirts and programs and 8x10 glossy photos signed, not just by Devona but by other favored SCW Superstars and Bombshells.

The group then huddles close together with Devona in the middle, as she reaches around and drapes both arms around the shoulders of the fans nearest to her, and all of their faces light up with smiles as a keepsake photograph is taken. Once finished, Devona pats one fan on the shoulder and gives it a squeeze.

Devona: Be sure to cheer for me out there, y'hear?

The fans nod and agree with enthusiasm before they head back towards the double doors of the Gold Coast Ballroom, when Devona is approached.

Pussy Willow: Devona, I was wondering if I could have a moment of your time?

Devona: Sure, of course.

Pussy Willow: Well not too long from now, you're going to be stepping into the ring for your second straight shot at Mikah's Internet Championship. We heard rumors that Mikah has some personal issues going on right now. I was wondering if we could get your feelings on this?

Devona: On her personal issues or the title match?

Pussy Willow: Either, or both.

Devona: Well I don't know what kind of issues she's having, nor is it really any of my business. I'm sorry that its happening but I also know that she's here, in the Gold Coast now. That tells me that despite all the problems she and I have had recently? She's a fighting champion. Kris was right when he said I wasn't thinking clearly, and not just Kris. Gabriel said the same, and Odette too. But the fact that Mikah is going through personal problems and is still here, tonight, to face me? That speaks volumes about the woman's heart and her determination for this sport! Again, I don't know exactly what's going on, but I hope once we're in the ring, she can focus on this chick right here. We gave the fans a great match once before, and I'd like to see if we can do even better tonight.

Pussy Willow: Well Devona, thank you for your time, and best of luck to you.

Devona: Thanks!

Devona walks off-camera in the direction of the dressing rooms.

A video starts to run on the big screen, showing a battlefield, knights fighting with a barbarian army on the battlefield, the video giving off a medieval feel, a narrator talks over the battle.

Narrator: Warriors remember their greatest battles they have ever had, recounting every great victory.

The camera moves up close as a knight swings a sword towards the barbarian nearby and the man slumps down.

Narrator: They remember the man that leads them in to battle, the man they bend a knee to and call your majesty.

Another swing of the sword takes another barbarian to the ground.

Narrator: They fight for their king, they're willing to shed blood for their king, they're willing to take their last breathe for the king.

The camera moves towards additional horses charging towards the horde.

Narrator: Even when the king is gone, they remain fiercely loyal to the man that changed history, that won battles that shaped the future.

The camera cuts to a medieval courtroom, people line and aisle, looking in anticipation towards one end.

Narrator: But when the future doesn't turn out the way it was meant to, when the battles became less and less meaningful, it's time to fix the present, the way the past was fixed.

Simultaneously, the whole courtroom drop to one knee as the boots of one man can be seen at the end of the aisle.

Narrator: It's time for the king to return to take a place that was once prosperous under his rule, and make it shine once more. It's time for him to lift his fleeting kingdom once more.

The camera moves up the body of the man to show a thick black and grey fur coat.

Narrator: It's time to pull Sin City Wrestling, back to the levels he pulled it to before, back to it's glory days, back to where it should be.

The man stands in front of an iron throne, covered in swords and skulls.

Narrator: It's time to rebuild his fallen kingdom that so many have seeked to destroy.

He turns around and the camera sees his midsection, the thick fur coat covering his body as he sits down, the camera focused on his chest.

Narrator: For he returns to lift his kingdom in two weeks at Climax Control and rebuild something that has fallen apart.

The camera moves up to show the serious looking face of.... Gabriel! Gabriel leans back on the throne.

Narrator: Gabriel.... returns!

The camera fades out to a serious look on Gabriel's face.

Back to the epic battle of Steve Ramone and Griffin Hawkins. A confident Steve Ramone sits in a restaurant, smirking at the thought of losing Griffin Hawkins once more. Steve sits as plates of food emptied in front of him

Simone: Only Steve Ramone can take a mid match break to get dinner.

Adams: He's probably thinking Griffin is still having a swim around the fountain.

Ramone raises his hand.

Steve: Cheque please.

A nearby waiter walks away from Steve to get his request. Seconds later, the lower half of a man can be seen next to Steve.

Steve: That was not the best steak I've had, in fact I should get it for free.

Steve looks up to see a wet looking Griffin Hawkins standing next to him smiling. Before Steve can react, Griffin drills him with a hard right hand, knocking him completely off his chair!

Simone: That will teach ya to stop for dinner.

Patrons look towards the men as Ramone starts to crawl away, but Hawkins picks up the wooden chair Ramone was sitting on and drills it across his back, the chair breaking on impact and Ramone screaming out in pain. Ramone pulls himself up on a table, where a shocked couple sit and Hawkins grabs a fork from another table and holds his hand on Ramone's chest, moving the fork towards Ramone's head, but Ramone grabs hold of Hawkins hand with him left hand and scrambles around the table. Ramone grabs a plate from the table and swings in wildly towards Hawkins head, catching him on the side of the head and sending Hawkins stumbling away. Ramone grabs a glass of water from the table before throwing it in Hawkins face. Hawkins dries his eyes but Ramone smashes the glass down on Hawkins head!

Adams: Man, we are gonna get bills from everyone after this.

Ramone looks at Hawkins as he lays on the floor and grabs a table, throwing the table down on his upper body, the weight crushing Hawkins underneath it before picking him up and forcing him towards a counter, but Hawkins spins Ramone around and catches him with a shot to the jaw. Hawkins lifts Ramone over the counter, sending food waiting to be served to fly in different directions. Hawkins walks around, but Ramone grabs a plate of clam chowder and throws it directly in Hawkins facing, temporarily blinding him!

Simone: We may need a burns surgeon soon.

Ramone grabs a lobster from the floor and starts to beat Hawkins over the head with it, forcing him to the floor. As Hawkins back hits the floor, Ramone drops down on to Hawkins to go for the cover and Drew drops down to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Hawkins powers a shoulder up!

Adams: Could you imagine getting beat after being hit in the head with shellfish?

Ramone starts to kick Hawkins in the ribs, sending him back around the counter. Hawkins tries to get himself to his feet but Ramone hits him with an elbow to the jaw. Ramone tries another right hand, sending Hawkins towards the kitchen and next to a bar. Hawkins grabs an open bottle of champagne and kicks Ramone in the gut, forcing him backwards and he takes a gulp of champagne and spits it in the eyes of Ramone, returning the blinding favours from earlier. Hawkins looks towards a chalk board behind him, the words "Today's Special: Clam Chowder"

Adams: I bet it wasn't very special when it nearly burned Hawkins eyes out a few minutes ago.

Hawkins grabs a nearby eraser and wipes out the words clam chowder, before writing the word "PAIN!" in giant capital letters. He turns back towards Ramone and smashes the chalkboard over his head.

Simone: He literary sent a message to Ramone there.

Griffin sees a couple enjoying some lasagna and moves towards them, a smile on his face. He holds a finger up to them.

Griffin: Excuse me.. I'm gonna need to borrow this.

Hawkins grabs the plate, much to the shock of the young couple and turns around, lifting it above his head and smashing Ramone in the head with it. Instantly, blood starts to run from the top of Ramone's head.

Adams: Ramone is bleeding.... or covered in marinara sauce, but pretty sure it's blood.

Hawkins drops down on a fallen Ramone and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Ramone barely gets a shoulder up at two and a half!

Adams: Where ever these two get their energy from, I wouldn't mind bottling it and selling it.

Hawkins grabs Ramone from the floor but Ramone cuts him off with an elbow to the gut. Ramone quickly turns around in to a suplex position and lifts him over with a quick snap suplex, sending Hawkins through a nearby table!

Simone: Just carnage!

Ramone looks at another table nearby and starts to climb on it. He looks across the gap and dives across with an elbow drop across Hawkins chest, sending the table settings flying as the weight of the two men crush the table! Ramone stays on top and Drew counts.

ONE!

TWO!

Somehow, Hawkins just about throws a shoulder up.

Adams: These two men are trying to kill each other!

Ramone gets up first, looking for something to use, and pulls a mug from the carnage on the floor. As Hawkins stands up, Ramone slams it on to his head, busting Hawkins wide open!

Simone: Now Hawkins is bleeding!

Ramone looks around to see what else he can use to inflict damage on Hawkins. He sees a nearby broomstick and picks it up, moving back towards Hawkins and swings for the head, but Hawkins grabs the broomstick, a wide eyed look at Ramone and pulls it out of his hands and snaps it over his knee.

Adams: The adrenaline is kicking in now.

Ramone grabs hold of Drew pulling him away and towards the door as Hawkins starts to stalk Ramone, but Ramone doesn't wait around for what's next, he charges out of the door, pulling Drew with him and heads in to the crowd. Hawkins snaps out of his trance like state and moves towards the door of the destroyed restaurant, to see Ramone forcing Drew in to the back of a taxi and jumping in.

Simone: Ramone high tailing it again.

The sounds of motorbike engines can be heard as Hawkins looks towards a nearby local motorcycle gang, their eyes on Hawkins. A smile crosses Hawkins face as he looks towards them and calls out.

Griffin: Guys, I think I need your help...

A wider smile crosses Griffin's face as he moves towards them and the camera cuts back to the arena.

We find ourselves backstage and as we do we are treated to the sight of Rose Production's very own Chloe Martin. The COO of Millar's movie studio smiles as she looks into the camera.

Chloe: Ladies and gentlemen I am Chloe Martin! It is my pleasure to introduce the one and only Crystal Millar!

We can hear the people at the Gold Coast Casino cheering loudly as Crystal stands in front of the cameras.

Crystal: What's up Las Vegas!!!! In case you haven't forgotten I am the one and only SILVER SCREEN QUEEN!!!!

Chloe: And it feels good to be here in Vegas! Just in case you don't know I know Crystal hasn't been around much lately. Truth is Miss Millar has been dealing with her share of troubles lately! She's been attending AA meetings to overcome her alcohol addiction and we also might have been filming for our new movie BSOD which will be out in studios come October 13th!

Crystal: But I didn't come here to talk about what I am doing out of the ring I came to talk about what I plan to di in SCW! The last show I came off with a huge win against a Hall of Famer in Amy Marshall. I showcased I still have the talent and the ability! I still have what it takes and that puts a smile on my face.

Chloe: I know a lot of people expected a lor of her when she joined Black Sheep when she stood tall as your SCW World Bombshell Champion and she didn't deliver!

Crystal: That last title match hurts... Because I didn't put my heart in it. I could come up with every excuse in the book why I didn't win but the real blame is I just got outclassed because I became complacent. I thought having the belt made me the champion and one should never think that. The champion makes the belt and not the other way around. So I have things to prove such as me being active! Me being out here every single week putting myself out on the map! So that brings me to what I am really after.

Crystal smiles widely.

Crystal: I want what I lost and what I never got a chance to win back! I want that World Bombshell Championship so I can show you that the third time is the charm. I want my legacy to go deep into history and I want to show that I can beat Evie Baang or whoever might have the belt. If i have to prove myself each and every week to show I am deserving so be it. But i refuse to be left off a Supercard ever again. I am the focal point of this division and I will prove why I am. I will be champ again mark my words on that!

With that the camera fades out on them walking away.

Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall and is for the Bombshell Internet Championship... introducing first... from New York City, NY.... here is the reigning and defending Bombshell Internet Champion ... Mikah!

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

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

Justin: And her opponent...

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 -- 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.

The ref check both women for weapons before taking the belt from Mikah and proceeds for the bell to be rung...

DING DING DING!

Devona and Mikah approach one another, as Mikah gets into Devona's face and talking trash, which Devona doesn't respond and just smiles. However, Mikah catches Devona with a soft forearm, which Devona holds her face as Mikah gives Devona a shove as Devona turns and grabs Mikah by the legs dropping her down to the mat, where she tries for a sharpshooter but Mikah instantly wiggles and squirms and pulls herself towards the ropes, which she manages to grab as the ref forced Devona to release the hold.

Simone: Devona doesn't usually get into people face, but things can change with a title on the line.

Adams: Good early exchange here.

Devona lets go and backs away as the ref approaches her and gives her a small warning, but in that moment of distraction, Mikah brushes past the ref and kicks Devona in the leg before dropping down and slamming Devona's face to the mat. Mikah then grabs Devona and causally pins her...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout...

Adams: Sneak attack by Mikah and tries to catch Devona off guard and goes for a pin... but Devona kicks out with ease.

Devona kicks out with ease, however, Mikah grabs Devona by the hair and pulls her back and trash talks her before driving her face into the mat once more before grabbing her hair and delivering more trash talk. Mikah then moves herself over Devona and grabs her around the chin and locks in a chin lock, cranking back on the move as Devona reaches out for the ropes and grabs at Mikah's hand with no luck as Mikah slaps head of Devona in a show of disrespect.

Simone: Mikah is really giving Devona's ear a bashing with all the trash talk.

Adams: As well as a show of mass disrespect, as Mikah is focus on keeping her title.

Quickly realising that she isn't near the ropes and with no hope in breaking Mikah's hold, Devona manages to move her legs and using her strength, Devona lifts Mikah up onto her back before moving backwards into the turnbuckle. Mikah crumples to the mat as Devona turns and grabs Mikah and pulls her up and gets in her face before Mikah shoves Devona away and then surprises her with a slap across the face.

Adams: Look at Devona's amazing strength.

Simone: She is good with her legs.

Adams: Was that slap necessary?

Mikah takes a moment as well as Devona who holds her face, which stings from the slap. Devona then turns as Mikah also approaches, which Devona surprises Mikah with a kick to the leg, which Devona then grabs Mikah in a headlock as she looks for a snap suplex but Mikah starts fighting out of the move as she grabs Devona's hand and tries for a clothesline but Devona ducks and spins around for a discus clothesline to Mikah.

Simone: Good little combo from both ladies there, as Devona catches Mikah with a discus clothesline.

Devona climbs back to her feet, where she grabs Mikah by the hair and pulls her up to her feet, where she looks to finish off Mikah with The Big Easy (Gory Special Reverse STO), but she gets to the point where they are back to back as Devona tries finish off the rest of the move but Mikah blocks the move as she unhooks her arms and grabs Devona around the head and then hits a dropdown neckbreaker.

Adams: Interesting counter by Mikah as she escapes from The Big Easy and counters with a dropdown neckbreaker.

Simone: Certainly interesting as Mikah goes for a cover.

Mikah then rolls Devona over and then covers Devona...

ONE!

TWO!

THR... Kickout...

Simone: Devona just kicks out.

Devona just about kicks out, as Mikah looks at the ref and argues it was three but the ref shakes their head and says it was close but Devona kicked out. Mikah glares at the ref and goes for another pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Adams: Devona seems to be staying in this match... just barely though.

Devona kicks out again, as Mikah slaps the mat in frustration, as she climbs back to her feet, where she bends down and grabs Devona by the hair and pulls her up and proceeds to tie her up in an abdominal stretch. Once in the move, Mikah cranks back on the move and even goes as far as grabbing the ropes to put more pressure on, which the ref notices and slaps Mikah's hand away.

Simone: Mikah is getting more and more frustrated by Devona and she is finding way to slow her down.

Mikah yells at Devona to tap and asks the ref to ask her, which the ref does but Devona shakes her head and screams no, which frustrates Mikah some more and release the hold before clubbing the back of Devona, which sends her down to her knees. Mikah gives a kick to the side of Devona before picking her up and then driving her into turnbuckle.

Adams: Devona is fighting to stay in this match.

Mikah then drives her shoulder into Devona stomach before backing up and then charges in as she aims to go for a splash but Devona manages to get her feet up and kicks Mikah away, which Mikah stumbles away before charging again and again Devona kicks Mikah away. As Mikah turns back to Devona, Devona charges out of the corner and hits a sling blade, Devona slowly makes her way back to her feet and picks Mikah up and hits several forearms to the face before hitting a belly to belly suplex.

Simone: Devona was on the ropes and she somehow has fought back into the match.

Devona climbs back to her feet and moves back to Mikah before dropping down and going for a cover of her own...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Adams: Close but Devona needs to do more.

Mikah kicks out as Devona shakes her head as she climbs on top of Mikah and begins to hit forearm smashes across the face and head of Mikah as she then grabs Mikah by the hair and sits her up before wrapping her legs around Mikah's with a body scissors. Mikah grabs at the knees of Devona trying to prize her legs apart, but Devona pushes herself up with her arms and then moves herself around to put Mikah off trying to escape. It works for a moment, however, Mikah begins to elbow the legs of Devona, which forces Devona to lessen the hold as Mikah continues to elbow her and Devona releases.

Simone: Nice body scissors.

Adams: Indeed but Mikah is fighting once again and those elbow shots will slow the most hardest of men.

Devona rolls away, as Mikah does the same thing and rolls herself out of the ring to gives herself a moment. Devona inside the ring rubs her legs, as Mikah meanwhile outside the ring stretches herself and shakes off the cobwebs. Devona grabs the ropes and pulls herself up, where she looks around for Mikah and finds her and then begins to stalk and watch her and waits for her to stand to her feet.

Adams: What does Devona have planned here?

Mikah using the apron pulls herself up to her feet with her back to the ring, which is a mistake, as Devona charges and using the ropes and hits a springboard plancha onto Mikah. Both ladies now lay on the mat, as she ref looks down on them and begins to count.

Simone: Devona going airborne in this rare occasion.

TWO!

THREE!

Devona is the first to move as she rolls away from Mikah, as Mikah herself crawls towards the ringside steps.

Adams: Both ladies stirring... but they need to be quick.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Devona moves to her hands and knees where she uses the apron to get to her feet, as Mikah uses the steps to get to her feet, as they both stands up straight and dives into the ring as the ref gets to nine.

Simone: Very lucky not to get counted out there.

Adams: Indeed.

Devona and Mikah then climb to their feet, where they stagger towards each other, where they to trade shots back and forth with each shot getting harder and harder and both close to losing their balance until Mikah drives a knee into the stomach of Devona, which doubles Devona over and Mikah follows up with by bring Devona back up and hitting an uppercut.

Adams: I'm surprised both women can continue like this.

Simone: It's still too hard to figure out who is going to win this.

Devona drops to one knee, as Mikah approaches but Devona surprises Mikah with a punch to the stomach, which also doubles Mikah over. Devona gets back to both feet, which she clubs the back of Mikah a few times before grabbing Mikah and then proceeds to set up The Big Easy - Gory Special Reverse STO, which she uses her remaining strength and then hits the move before going for the pin...

Adams: Devona has finished off Mikah and goes for the cover...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: She has done it... Devona is the new Bombshell Internet champion.

Justin: The winner of this match and your NEWWW Bombshell Internet Champion... Devona!!

Devona music hits over the p.a as the ref grabs the belt and helps her to feet and gives her the belt and raises her arm in victory. Devona brings the title close and hugs it.

The camera shows the office of Christian Underwood as Pussy Willow lurks outside. The door swings open to see a group walk out, two men in sharp suits, one man looking calm and casual, his hair slicked to the side, another man much bigger than the first, clearly more muscle bound than the other, as well as two women, dressed smartly, both with dark hair. Pussy looks at the group, a little intimidated, but the reporter in her kicks in.

Pussy: Hi guys.

The smaller man steps forwards, looking Pussy up and down.

Man: And who might you be?

Pussy: I'm Pussy Willow, and you are?

Man: My name is Daniel Morgan darling, and looking at the way you're dressed, you have a very apt name.

Pussy looks at Daniel with an awkward smile.

Pussy: So what are you doing here?

Daniel: Well, me and these lot have just had a little meeting with your boss man in there and he thought it only made sense to get some names added to your roster. Now, when it comes down to it, I think Chris in there is a very smart man to make us the names he wants to add to the place.

Pussy: Oh, welcome to SCW.

Daniel: Thank you darling.

Pussy: So who are these guys?

Daniel: You're a nosey little oink, ain't ya? It doesn't matter at this point who they are, just know that we are now SCW peeps and I ain't gonna talk bollocks like the rest of the wrestling world that show up, spout some pony about taking over, winning titles, blah, blah, blah, the cliche crap that everyone likes to piss about with. I'm a firm believer of something Pussy. I'm one of those fellas that like to sit there and say actions speak louder than words and in a couple of weeks, chances are you're either gonna see me and the big man in action, or the two lovely ladies here, you might get arsehole lucky and get to see us all, but those actions won't be speaking louder than words, they'll be screaming at the top of their lungs. That's something I can promise ya.

Daniel nods calmly at the woman.

Daniel: Anyway, the pleasure has been all mine, but I think we need to go meet some of the people we are now gonna be working with.

The group walk past Pussy as the camera moves elsewhere

Back in the parking garage of the Gold Coast Casino, Steve Ramone, clothes ripped from the still on going war with Griffin Hawkins. Next to him is Drew Patton. Steve looks at Drew.

Steve: I got rid of that waste of space! Go down to the ring and declare me the winner now!

Drew looks hesitantly towards Steve Ramone, but the tired official shrugs his shoulder.

Steve: Do it n...

The sound of a motorbike engine can be heard in the distance.

Steve: Right now!

The sound of the engine gets closer, causing Ramone to turn around, only to see a wet Griffin Hawkins steaming towards him on a motorcycle. Hawkins puts out an arm and clotheslines Steve Ramone while on the bike, sending Ramone flipping through the air!

Adams: I've seen a lot of moves in wrestling but never one from a motorcycle!

Hawkins skids to a halt and quickly jumps off the motorcycle, turning around and charging towards Steve Ramone as he gets to his feet and nails him with another clothesline. Hawkins pulls Ramone to his feet and charges him at the nearby door, throwing him through in to a corridor. Hawkins grabs Ramone by the head and throws him harshly in to a wall.

Simone: Hawkins is not messing around at the moment.

Ramone stumble in to a catering area but Hawkins drives an elbow on to the back of Ramone's head and charges him towards a catering table and slides Ramone along it, sending food in all different directions.

Adams: Most people ask if they want dinner first.

Ramone lands hard on the floor, his face covered in cake and Hawkins moves over him, but Ramone grabs a nearby tray and swings it at Hawkins as Hawkins bends over him, the sound of the tray echoing around the area. Hawkins stumbles backwards and Ramone springs to his feet. He waits for Hawkins to turn around and jumps up with a hurricanruna, pulling Hawkins towards the table. Hawkins flips over and crashes through the catering table!

Adams: Don't worry guys, there's a McDonalds across the street.

Ramone pulls himself on top of Hawkins and goes for the cover as Drew drops down to count.

ONE!

TWO!

Hawkins barely gets a shoulder up!

Simone: We've seen some insane matches in SCW but this one is right near the top.

Ramone glares at Drew who holds up two fingers and pulls Hawkins from the wreckage. He marches him down the hallway.

Adams: They're coming this way!

Ramone tosses Hawkins through the curtain and on to the top of the ramp, much to the fans delight. Ramone holds Hawkins by the head but Hawkins cuts him off with an elbow to the midsection and drives Ramone face first in to the ring barricades! Ramone spins around and Hawkins nails him with three sharp jabs before spinning around and knocking Ramone in to the crowd with a discuss clothesline!

Simone: Lucky no one was sitting there cause that's a lawsuit waiting to happen.

Ramone crawls away and up the stairs, but Hawkins jumps in to the crowd and follows him up. Ramone gets to his feet and the two men exchange fists along a landing, moving through the crowd and towards the ring. Hawkins take advantage with two lightning fast right hands.

Adams: Probably not the best idea to go toe to toe with a guy who has martial arts training, just saying.

Ramone wobbles at the top of the steps and Hawkins jumps on a free chair next to him and spins around with a huge roundhouse kick, sending Ramone tumbling down the stairs!

Simone: Saigon kick sends Ramone flying!

Ramone stops at the bottom of the steps, his back crashing in to the ring barricades next to the ring and slowly stands up but Hawkins charges down the steps and nails him with a cactus clothesline, both men tumbling over the barricades and to ringside. Drew, following both men every step of the way checks on the duo, both barely moving. Ramone starts to move first, pulling himself up on the ring apron and crawling in to the ring, shortly followed by Hawkins. Ramone pulls himself to his feet and wait as Hawkins gets to his. Ramone leaps forward with a superkick attempt.

Adams: Fearless Shot!

Hawkins catches Ramone's foot in mid air, shaking his head at Ramone. Hawkins spins Ramone around and goes for a superkick of his own!

Simone: Shot In The Dark!

No! Ramone ducks the superkick attempt. Hawkins turns around in to...

Adams: Fearless Shot connects!

Simone: No!

Hawkins ducks Ramone's superkick, Ramone turns around in to...

Adams: Shot In The Dark!

Battle of the superkicks over as Hawkins connects with the Shot In The Dark! Ramone slumps to the floor and Hawkins goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match.... Griffin Hawkins!

Simone: What a match! These two pushed each other to their limits and beyond!

Adams: They might not have had a lot of respect for each other before this one started, but they have beaten the respect in to each other now.

Simone: But it's Hawkins who will have the bragging rights tonight.

Adams: And both of them will have pain medications not long after they leave the ring.

The fans applaud both men as a tired looking Drew Patton raises the hand of the slightly more tired looking Griffin Hawkins.

Simone: This begs the question, is Steve Ramone gonna stick to his word earlier now and actually leave SCW?

Adams: That depends on if you ever believe a word Steve Ramone says.

The scene opens backstage at Violent Conduct IV were we see one of the two challengers in tonight's World Bombshell Title match Jessie Salco getting warmed up ahead of her huge match and as per usual there's some music playing in the background, namely "No Gods, No Masters" by Arch Enemy as she gets ready for the match.

Simone: Jessie has had a few attempts at winning the World Bombshell Championship since last year's Summer XXXTreme where she competed in the first ever Chamber of Fate match and came close to winning only to be eliminated by Sam Marlowe.

Adams: Since then she's been trying to get back in the title picture after being overlooked for a title opportunity at last year's Violent Conduct in favor of the last woman she eliminated from the Chamber of Fate Keira Fisher but she wasn't going to put up with that again!

The song ends but instead of putting on another song Jessie turns to the camera and leans against the wall.

Jessie: Let me give you a little history lesson, this time last year Keira Fisher got a World Bombshell Title Shot over me even though I eliminated her from the Chamber of Fate and what did I do instead? I fought the Justice League in a Tag Team Street Fight with my tag team partner and best friend Amy Marshall and no offense to the other three women in that match but fighting in a random tag team match can't compare to fighting for the World Bombshell Title.

Jessie says before grinning.

Jessie: And now, one year later I find myself in Keira's spot as I challenge Evie Baang and Polly Playtime for the title in a continuation of the "Jessie fucks with the bosses' plans for a Supercard" series and believe me, if I lose tonight's match and I get overlooked again when it comes time for the next Supercard I'll happily fuck with the bosses plans again but that's not going to happen, not because the bosses put their feet down and say no, you are competing in this random ass filler match and you are going to like it but rather because I'm not leaving he building without the World Bombshell Title around my waist.

Jessie adds before folding her arms.

Jessie: Evie wanted competition in a dead World Bombshell Title scene because apparently Amy isn't enough competition for her, how does two of the hungriest Bombshells on the roster sound to you Evie? Polly might have been owed a rematch for the title but if she hadn't interfered in my second title match against Evie then she'd get her rematch and I'd be in a random ass filler match but her fuck-up will be her downfall and the end of Evie's reign as tonight marks the beginning of my World Bombshell Title Reign!

Jessie walks off as the scene fades.

Justin: The following contest is a Triple Threat Straight Jacket Match for the World Bombshell championship!! First you have to pin one of your opponents to eliminate that person and then you got to put the remaining opponent in the straight jacket!! The winner of this match will be the SCW World Bombshell Champion!!

The fans cheer as the first music hits of one of the three combatants.

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: 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 and waiting for her opponent.

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... 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.

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: Making her way to the ring from Victor Harbour, South Australia... SCW World Bombshell Champion!! 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 steel 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.

Jasmine St. John holds the Bombshell championship in the air as all three Bombshells look at the gold as Evie gets straight in the face of Polly, jaw yapping at her as Polly just puts her hand up to her face before the bell starts to ring.

DING DING DING!

Evie bashes forearms into the face of Polly, causing her to stagger into the corner as the champion continues her rage upon her before being spun around by Jessie. Who dropkicks her into Polly Playtime, whom on her part grabs her by the arms as she sets Evie up for something for Jessie to perform on.

Simone: We are just a few moments under way and already we see an alliance that we wouldn't expect!!

Jessie charges in on both Bombshells and executes a running heel into the midsection of Evie, this causes Polly to be hit as well by the impact of the move. Causing her to let go off the arms of Evie and Jessie follows it up with a Running Bulldog out of the corner and then rolls Evie up for the quick count

ONE!

TWO!

Evie manages to kick out as we see Polly walk out of the corner and grabs Jessie from behind as she has gotten back to her feet and executes a German Suplex. This causes Jessie to have her head bounce off the canvas real hard as Polly gets up and gloats before being hit by a lariat from Evie that sends her into the ropes. Evie measures her as she runs to the other side of the ring and comes off with a running clothesline that sends Polly to the outside as Evie can focus back on Jessie.

Adams: Good solid strategy from the champion, keeping one of your opponents on the outside of the ring so you can focus on solely one opponent.

Evie grabs Jessie by the head as she lifts her up to her feet and sets her up for an Irish Whip into the corner, she then follows it up with a spear attempt. But Jessie manages to avoid the blow by kicking Evie in the face. Causing her to stop the offence as Jessie jumps upwards and locks her feet around the arms of Evie and then falls forward into a pinning combination.

ONE!

TWO!

Once again Evie manages to escape by kicking out,

Simone: That was a close one, good counter from Jessie.

Jessie sees Evie shakes her head from the kick that she endured a few moments ago, climbs through the ropes and attempts to climb the turnbuckles from the outside. Only to be stopped by Polly, who grabs her by the feet and pulls her off the apron. Causing Jessie to hit face first on the ring apron, before staggering backwards into the waiting arms of Polly. There Polly grabs her by the hair and bashes her Jessie into the steel ring post. Causing her to fall hard on the concrete floor as Polly puts her focus back what is going on inside the ring. Only to witness Evie to run towards her for a suicide dive through the top and middle rope. Polly grabs her by the hair as she comes charging in on her and sidesteps before whipping Evie into the steel railing separating the fans from the ring.

Simone: Oh my God!! I hope the champ is alright!!

Polly grins as she sees both of her opponents down and grabs Evie by the hair and lifts her up again, we see her face in a lot of pain as Polly turns her around and sets her up for a swinging neck breaker on the concrete floor, dropping Evie hard as she turns her focus upon Jessie. Grabbing her by the head and rolls her back in the ring as she follows her quickly back in the ring. Jessie slowly gets to her hands and knees, shaking off the cobwebs as Polly measures her.

Adams: Uh oh!! Not the Curb Stomp!!

Polly charges in on Jessie and hits her with the move, dropping Jessie on her back as Polly goes for a nonchalant cover as she believes that she has this match won.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Simone: Kickout!!!

Polly can't believe it, she looks at Jasmine. Who on her turn shows Polly that it was merely a count of two. Causing Polly to get to her feet and get into the face of the referee of this match. Jasmine pushes Polly away, telling her to listen to her and get back into this match and not argue with her on her decisions. This infuriates Polly as she turns around and sees that Evie has gotten back to her feet on the outside, trying to get to the ring apron and climb back on it. Polly walks over to her, wants to punch her but Evie blocks it. There she hits Polly with a stiff forearm herself before grabbing her by the hair and then jumping to the concrete floor once more. Causing Polly to have her head snap backwards and hit the canvas hard. Evie then slides back in the ring and goes for the cover on Polly

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

A kickout by Polly, Evie immediately covers Jessie.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Kickout by Jessie, Evie grabs Jessie as she lifts her up on her shoulders and delivers a Samoan Drop before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Jessie manages to get her shoulder up in time as Jasmine shows to everyone that it was merely a count of two and that the match should continue. Evie sees Polly struggle to get to her feet by using the ropes, she forgets about Jessie and charges in on her with a splash into the back of Polly as she is in the corner. Evie turns around and is being met by a a cross body block from Jessie Salco, but Evie manages to catch her and walk around the ring with her. Preparing her to be slammed with a Sidewalk Slam. But Just as Evie moves Jessie to one side, it is Jessie that uses the momentum of the move from Evie to drop her with a modified DDT in the middle of the ring.

Simone: Good God!!

Adams: What a counter!!

Jessie struggles to get to her feet as she turns around and is met by a kick in the midsection from Polly before going for her finishing move.

Adams: The Polly Pop!!

Polly hits the sit out face plant on Jessie before going for the cover as Jasmine starts to use the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

Justin: The Bombshell to be eliminated by pinfall is Jessie Salco!! Therefore the final two are Polly Playtime and Evie Baang!!

We can see the straight jacket being hung up on all six turnbuckles by SCW officials as Polly is bashing the face in of Evie on the canvas. Before driving elbows to the back of her neck and then walks over towards one of the six corners as she grabs the straight jacket and turns her attention back to Evie grinning from ear to ear. Believing that she has the match in the bag. Taunting the fans before turning back to Evie. Who has gotten to her feet and spears Polly out of her boots. Causing the straight jacket to land on the top rope as Evie gets up and screams out from the top of her lungs. The fans react to her into a mixed reaction as some love her and others hate her. She grabs Polly by the hair and whips her face first into the turnbuckles. There she grabs the straight jacket and attempts to wrap it around her opponent.

Simone: I wonder if Evie perhaps made it very difficult for herself to put on a straight jacket on someone that is into the turnbuckles??

Evie grabs Polly by the head and pulls her backwards, puts the straight jacket in front of her as she tries to push the arms inside the straight jacket. But just as she is able to put the arms inside the straight jacket, it is Polly that manages to lift her arms up and grabs the head of Evie and then pushes herself off the turnbuckles back into the middle of the ring. Dropping Evie with a modified inverted DDT as Polly manages to hold on to the head. She falls next to Evie as both competitors are out of breath from the impact of the match that they have been in. Jasmine checks on both Bombshells whether they can still continue the match as Polly slowly starts to move around. Still having her arms inside the straight jacket as she slowly manages to get her arms out of the straight jacket and stares at Evie and looks back at the Straight Jacket. She sees Evie slowly stirring again as she uses the straight jacket to whip it across the back of Evie. Causing her to scream out in agonizing pain after several whips. Polly then places the straight jacket across the throat of Evie as she starts to choke her out with it while Evie attempts to crawl over to the ring ropes out of instinct, knowing that in these type of matches it does not make any difference. Polly jumps up and down hard on the back of Evie to make her stop crawling over before finally putting her arms inside the straight jacket. Then she tries to pull the arms behind her back as it takes a while before finally succeeding in doing so. She then ties up the straight jacket as Jasmine calls for the bell and having Polly being named the new SCW World Bombshell champion.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match and the NEW!!! SCW World Bombshell Champion!! Polly Playtime!!!

Simone: Good God!! Will this be an omen for the Cage Match that we will see after a few short moments????

Justin Decent Voice Over: Ladies and gentlemen! The wait is over! You have all watched and wondered, and it is now time to announce the final tour of 2017! Ladies and gentlemen! On behalf of Sin City Wrestling, Mark Ward and Christian Underwood proudly present to you...

09/17/2017 - Christchurch, New Zealand - Horncastle Arena

09/24/2017 - Wellington, New Zealand - TSB Bank Arena

10/01/2017 - Auckland, New Zealand - Sparks Arena

10/08/2017 - Brisbane, Queensland, Australia - Brisbane Powerhouse

10/15/2017 - Sydney, New South Wales, Australia - Sydney Opera House

10/29/2017 - HIGH STAKES VII - Melbourne, Victoria, Australia - Margaret Court Arena

The scene opens backstage at Violent Conduct where we see a young man with long black hair and a match beard walking down the hallway apparently looking for something or someone and it's easy to tell that he's a metalhead thanks to his Slayer t-shirt, jeans and combat boots, after a few minutes he is stopped by a security guard.

Guard: Sorry sir but unless you have a backstage pass or are a contracted talent I can't let you go any further.

Young metalhead: Hey, it's cool, I'm one of the new wrestlers SCW just signed.

The guard rolls his eyes in response.

Guard: Sure, and I'm the tooth fairy!

Young metalhead: No, really, call Mark Ward, he's expecting me, the name's Caleb Storms.

The young man, now known as Caleb, responds and the guard decides to humor him before putting a hand to his earpiece.

Guard: Sorry to disturb you sir but there's a young punk here who claims you're expecting him, says he's a newly contracted wrestler, goes by the name Caleb Storms.

Caleb watches with a small grin on his face as the guard's facial expression changes in an instant when he gets his reply.

Guard: Oh, you are expecting him? I just thought he was a fan, okay, I'll take him to your office.

The guard says before turning to Caleb.

Guard: Sorry about that, you have no idea how many times that line's been used since Jessie Salco made her debut.

Caleb: I can imagine.

Caleb shrugs in response before following the guard to Mark's office, the guard lets him in and Caleb sits down on the chair opposite Mark's desk.

Caleb: Hey, sorry I'm late, I'm still new to the Vegas area and I spent most of the day trying to find this place.

HS: No problem, good to have you here Caleb.

Hot Stuff shuffles through his notes on the desk and pulls out a folder and holds it in front of the young man.

HS: Medical came back clear, these are all the agreed terms that we spoke about. All it needs is you to put your name on this contract and you will be officially an SCW star.

Hot Stuff points to where Caleb needs to sign and hands him a pen. Caleb excitedly takes the pen and signs his name on the contract, getting a smile from Hot Stuff. Hot Stuff reaches over and shakes the young man's hand.

HS: Welcome to SCW.

A wide smile breaks out on Caleb's face.

Adams: Wow! When Hot Stuff said he was gonna freshen up the roster again, he wasn't kidding! Travis Nathaniel Andrews and Horace Jackson return, Gabriel and Trinity Jones set to return, Josh Woodrum confirmed to return via Twitter, rumours of Xander Bishop returning, plus new signings of Daniel Morgan, and his three friends, Newmann, and now Caleb Storms! Add that to Hot Stuff inviting any team to join us to go for the tag team championships! This is what you call a roster shake up!

The scene fades out.

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WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP - STEEL CAGE

Justin: The following match is our MAIN EVENT...

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.

Justin: making his way to the ring the challenger, Dmitri!!!

Lights emerge throughout the crowd as he starts to walk towards the ring, everywhere he walks the spotlight follows him. Allowing him to be the only one that is in the light while the rest of the arena is in complete darkness (except for the lights from the crowd). He finally gets on the ring apron as he once again looks through the entire crowd before entering the ring and stand in the middle of the ring awaiting his opponent

As Dmitri walks around the ring he looks at the steel cage that surrounds him, looking at the challenges that are in his path to hopefully becoming the next and new Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion.

Adams: Dmitri is looking focused here.

Simone: He has to be, steel cages aren't to be sneezed at.

Adams: Yeah, because they don't like catching colds.

Inside the arena the fans were sitting on the edge of their seats waiting in anticipation for the next bit of action to take place. With that being said Bullet For My Valentine "Your Betrayal" began to hit the arena's speakers. The guitar riff kicking it all off and it was something the thousands in attendance were able to recognize from the start. Didn't take long at all for those fans to begin to change their tune. They went from being excited for action to completely and utterly loathing the show. All because of who was about to make their to the ring.

Only a few seconds had passed since the song began to play. That's when the curtain could be seen being slowly pulled back. Stepping out a moment later happened to be none other than the man known as the Martyr of Pro Wrestling himself, Calvin Harris. Seeing the man caused the crowd to uproar again, but this time with louder boos and jeers. All of them hoping that this was going to be enough to get him to go away. However they should've known better than that. Standing center of the stage, Calvin looked around the ring with this smug smirk on his lips. The type of smug smirk that would make people want to knock it right off his expression.

That being said Calvin found himself stretching his arms out to either side of him. Almost like he was encouraging the crowd to give him more hate. For this was something that actually motivated him and something that actually drove him. Like puppets the fans gave in booing even louder and vocally expressing their hatred for him anyway that they could. After a few moments he lowered his arms back down at his side and began to slowly make his way down the ramp.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen. Introducing at this time all the way from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty seven pounds. He is known as the Martyr of Pro Wrestling. . . CALVIN HARRIS!

Hearing that announcement put the crowd on edge. It was like they were hearing nails running down a chalkboard. Not a pleasant situation at all. Again they were vocal getting louder with their boos. At this point they were so loud it was hard for people to even hear themselves think. Let alone begin to form an actual thought that made any sense. By this time that he had been introduced to the crowd. Calvin was halfway down the ramp, seemingly taking his time. That smirk of his remained on his expression as he let out a couple of chuckles at those fans he deemed pathetic. Though, he had finally made it to the end of the ramp.

Calvin took a couple of steps towards the ring and reached up with his right hand grabbing the middle rope. He proceeded to pull himself up onto the apron and onto his knees. He pushed himself right up to his feet and in a pretty swift motion. He lifted one leg over the middle rope, ducked down under the top, and found himself right in the ring. That's when Calvin took it upon himself to take the nearest turnbuckle. He climbed it right up to the second rung and looked out at the booing crowd. Not a single one of them were backing down from how they felt about him. Something that was just making him happier and happier with each boo he heard.

All of the sudden he brought his hands up and out to each side of him while tilting his head back a bit. It was almost like he was in a position where he was forcing the crowd to "bask" in all his glory or as if he was wanting them to "praise" him. Something that wasn't going to happen. Not even on his best day. That taunt remained for only a couple of seconds. At least until the theme song found itself fading out. At that point Calvin turned himself around leaping down from the turnbuckle and found himself bouncing around on his two feet waiting for the next bit of action to take place.

Once Calvin Harris is in the ring Jasmine St John takes his World Heavyweight Championship away from him. She stands between both competitors and raises the prestigious belt up above her head so the SCW fans know exactly what they are fighting for.

Adams: Calvin Harris looking at Dmitri like he is ready to feast.

Simone: Please don't ever say that again.

Adams: Why not? It's true?

Simone: And the weird SCW fan fictions will continue.

Jasmine hands off the belt to the outside staff member before the cage is locked shut behind her. Jasmine is quick to turn around and she calls for the bell to get this match underway.

DING DING DING!

Without even wasting a single moment Calvin turns on his heels and launches himself towards the steel cage, looming to climb it straight away trying to make a mad dash for victory. This action takes Dmitri off guard and the challenger takes a moment to spring into action as the Vampire rushes towards the champion who is half way up the cage. Dmitri forcefully placed his hands on Calvin's back slamming him onto the steel before ripping the champion off the cage wall with ease.

Adams: HA!! That was a bit sneaky.

Simone: Harris thought he could just walk in and walk out of here and win like that? He has another thing coming for him.

Adams: I will give him points for trying.

Simone: Sadly our points don't mean a single thing in this sport Jason.

Adams: They don't mean anything in boxing either, so don't ruin what I've got going on.

Back to the ring and Dmitri is making short work on the fallen Champion as he is driving his boots directly into the spine of the Harris, sending him a message, reminding him that he is in a match. Calvin is a quick thinker and he rolls over towards the bottom rope. Dmitri backs up giving the champion some room to move and Calvin takes his time before rising to his feet.

Adams: What is Dmitri doing?

Simone: I'm not sure, why don't you go down there and ask him?

Adams: Okay.

Calvin is back up to his feet and he makes his way back into the ring. The champion and challenger now circle each other as they size each other up. Both come rushing towards one another before they lock up in the centre of the ring, Dmitri is able to push Calvin back into the ropes and the challenger looks to gain the advantage but Calvin Harris spins he hold and pins Dmitri against the ropes. They both let go but the cocky champion, slaps his hand across Dmitri's face showing him nothing but disrespect.

Simone: Nows not the time to be cocky Calvin.

Adams: That wasn't a good idea, like spinning a chair on a full stomach... Harris is going to regret that.

Harris backs up but he keeps his eyes on Dmitri but he is happy with himself as he cemented his dominance. Dmitri is back into the fight however and the vampire rushes towards the champion, they lock up once more but this time Dmitri is able to shove Harris into the corner forcefully. Calvin bursts out of the corner with rage running through his body and the champion slaps his hands on Dmitri's chest pushing the challenger across the ring. Dmitri fires back as he rushes back and spears the champion into the corner.

Adams: Calvin isn't going to like that.

As soon as Dmitri backs up, Calvin springs to life powering out of the corner and he rushes towards Dmitri they both tie up again but this time Calvin places Dmitri in a side headlock before she runs with the challengers head dropping him with a running bulldog. Both men are down, but they bounce back at the same time. As they stand Dmitri takes a swing at the champion and he two engage in a fight as fist of fury are flying everywhere. The SCW crowd can't get enough of it, Dmitri is quick but Calvin is quicker and the champion ducks a right hand before he scoops Dmitri up and tosses him over with a side suplex. Dmitri's head bounces off the canvas but Calvin is quick to roll the challenger up and Jasmine makes the count.

ONE!

TWO!

No! Dmitri fires out of the pin fall.

Adams: Oh thank god, I thought this one was going to be over and it would be the first cage match in history that the cage gets no action.

Simone: Not true, Calvin climbed it before.

Both men make it to their feet and Calvin comes in swinging but Dmitri has his counted and the challenger side steps the champion. The champion runs into the ropes and when he bounces off of them Dmitri catches him with a German suplex. The challenger goes to return the favour with a pin fall but Calvin rolls out of the way just as he is about the hook the leg.

Simone: Smart move by the champion.

Adams: Dmitri looks like he is playing with his food.

The two stand and start a back and forth of words, trying to get inside the others mind. Dmitri rushes towards the champion but this time Calvin side steps it and as Dmitri rushes past him the champion pushes him on the back and slams the challengers into the steel cage. The sound of flesh hitting the steel is enough to bring the SCW crowd to their feet. Dmitri staggers backwards and the champion is waiting with a drop kick to the spin, that drives the challenger back into the cage. Dmitri is now slumped over the ropes and Calvin is quick to think of what to do next as he grabs a handful of Dmitri's head before he grinds the challengers face against the steel. This move angers Dmitri so much so that his fangs are exposed.

Adams: Someone call Buffy, we've got a Vampire in town.

Simone: Oh grow up.

Calvin can see that he has angered Dmitri and that puts a smile on his face, he forcefully drags Dmitri around and pushes him in between the bottom and top rope, however the champion isn't done there as he slams the challengers head against the steel again and again and again making Dmitri mad. As Dmitri tries to catch his breathe, Calvin pulls on the ropes and crosses them over hooking up Dmitri's body he is unable to move as the two ropes trap him. Calvin pushes Dmitri's head into the Steele cage once more and he hooks Dmitri's fangs over a chain link. As Dmitri is pinned in his position, Calvin sets off to the other side of the six-sided ring and he rushes back in with a head full of steam.

Simone: MOVE Dmitri!!!!

Calvin slams into the back of Dmitri causing the vampire to let out a groan in pain as his fangs are now tugging away at the cage, Harris looks down at them and with an evil smirk on his face he lifts his leg and goes to punt the side of the challengers face but just in the nick of time Dmitri is able to retract his fangs, but he still cops the boot to the side of the head.

Adams: he may have a headache ladies and gentlemen, but he still has his teeth.

Simone: Calvin is a sick freak, what kind of man goes after another like this?

Adams: A champion?

Dmitri hangs between the ropes as he is still pinned between the two that have to crossed over. However Harris decided to free him, the challenger falls to his knees and his hands go up to his face instantly checking his mouth. While he is distracted Calvin swiftly kicks the back of his head before the champion makes his way up the cage.

Adams: I think Dmitri might be out cold, or just be out? Because Vampires are already cold?

Simone: Stop it with the vampire puns.

Adams: I can't help it! It's what I'm good at.

Dmitri stirs just in time and he springs into action just as Calvin is about to escape he cage, Dmitri scales the cage and it at the stop. Both now straddle the top of the cage and exchange left and right hands before Calvin makes it to his feet the SCW are in awe wondering what he is going to do next. Calvin lifts Dmitri to his feet via his hair before he looks to send Dmitri off the side of the cage with a toss, however Dmitri over powers Calvin and sends him to the canvas with a sidewalk slam from the top of the cage.

Adams: I broke my back just watching that!!

Simone: Oh My God.

Both men are laid out on the canvas, it's not until Dmitri crawls over and places his hand over Calvin's chest and Jasmine makes the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and NEW Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion... Dmitri!

Simone: And Dmitri has done it! After all this time, he is finally the World Heavyweight Champion!

Adams: But what a match! And what an effort Calvin Harris gave to try to retain! And if these two meet again...

Simone: And they will...

Adams: This had Match of the Year written ALL over it!

Paramedics are now inside of the steel cage confined ring, tending to both men! Slowly they are both assisted to their feet, neither willing to be stretchered out! Calvin pulls away from the medics and galres at Dmitri who stares him down and slowly holds the championship that was once his, high in the air! The fans in attendance cheer!

Adams: Ooo! If looks could kill, Dmitri would be dead! You know ... again.

Simone: ENOUGH already!

Calvin struggles to exit the ring on his own but he manages to do so from sheer pride, exiting the ring and the cage! He slowly backs up the aisle, staring as Dmitri scales the cage slowly and perches at the corner, staring out at everyone as he slowly raises the championship up high!

Simone: And that is it for tonight! We have a brand new World Heavyweight Champion in Dmitri! A brand new World Bombshell Champion in Polly Playtime! And so much, much more!

Adams: Doesn't look like that is all we have tonight...

Dmitri finally has the championship belt across his shoulder as he stares at the people in the arena as he demands a microphone.

Dmitri: I told you so..., I have told you a year ago.... And now?? After a long year of biting my teeth and watch you all put shame to this belt?? The end has finally come and this time..., nobody is safe for me to destroy.... Good night Martyr... good night...

Dmitri drops the microphone, raising the SCW World Heavyweight Championship above his head.

Simone: Let's try this again. What a night it's been, new champions crowned, new and old faces appearing, Tag Team championship announcement and a tour announcement.

Adams: It makes me sad that we're out of time.

Simone: Me too, but we're back in two weeks, live from New Zealand. Don't miss out as we return for Climax Control 190. For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone! Good night everybody!

The scene fades to Dmitri holding the SCW championship above his head.

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THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Gerrit, Court, Annie, The Lord MK, Polly, Jenny, Andy, Acquin, Erik, Dustin, Todd. Also thank you to Annie for the great match banners, and Court for helping us out with the tour arenas, and to everyone who posted the last two weeks! Thanks for keeping SCW ticking over!