The camera cuts to the top of the stage area where a huge banner is seen with the words SCW Hall of Fame written on it. The light's drop out and a spotlight hits the top of the ramp and "Midnight/Tornado" starts to blast out from the speakers. Hot Stuff Mark Ward appears through the curtain, dressed in a suit and tie, looking every part the boss as he walks towards a podium on the top of the stage. The fans cheer as he stands in front of the microphone, looking around at the crowd.
HS: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to High Stakes XII and the Hall of Fame 2022!
The crowd in attendance cheer.
HS: This year, five people will join the SCW Hall of Fame and each person deserves that honour to join the like of Drake Green, Nick Jones, Mikah, J2H, Roxi Johnson, and countless others who deserve that spot. Before we get started, I'd like to introduce a friend of mine, who would like to speak to you all about the accolades of everyone going in tonight. Please welcome my former Hot Stuff International running buddy, Mr. Joshua Acquin!
Judas hits the PA as Joshua comes out wearing a suit and tie and walks up to the poteuim in the ring.
Joshua:Thank you for that warm welcome it has been far too long since I have been in the SCW ring. Now I am not out here to introduce the honorees tonight that are going into the Hall of Fame but more as a refresher of what they have done so well and why they deserve to go into the Hall. Plus maybe a little personal commentary from yours truely.
Joshua wait for the crowd to die down before continueing.
Joshua: The first one is a one time SCW Bombshell Champion, a two time Bombshell Roulette Champion and a one time Bombsell Internet champion and lastly an one time SCW Bombshell Tag Team champion when that was a thing. If I ever need saving I hope she comes with her Team Hero partner. I am talking about the very talented and Grand Slam winner Keira Fisher-Johnson.
Crowd cheers and chants while Joshua waits for the crowd to die down again.
Joshua:Yes very much deserved. Next we have a two time SCW Heavyweight Champion, a one time Roulette Champion, and a one time Mixed Tag Team Champion. With all that there is one thing he came up short on and that was the 2019 Blast from the Past runner up with his partner Devona. I am speaking about the Triple Crown winner Alex Jones.
The crowd cheers agin as Joshua says the name.
Joshua:Two down and three to go. This one is just one of the best out there. His name is out here in SCW up there with the other greats and we can't forget his team against Team SCW back in 2013 the year he was most hated. Of couse I am talking about Erik Staggs.
The crowd reacts to the name with a mixed reaction.
Joshua:This inductee is a one time SCW Heavyweight champion, a two time SCW Roulette Champion and an one time Internet Champion. He knows how to rock out and has the hair that I envy as I see it flow out in the ring. I would say we should have a hair verus career match but I am not ready for that, but never say never. I am talking about the Triple Crown winner Griffin Hawkins.
Cheers from the crowd continue until Joshua clears his throat.
Joshua:That leave the last one. She might not have one the Bombshell Championship but she has won the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Championship three times, the Bombshell Roulette Championship an incredible four times and the Bombshell Internet Championship once. I have been in a tag team with her as part of the Hell Raisers and I was also an honorary member of the Metal and Punk Connection with her and another Hall of Famer that is inducting her into the Hall. On top of having great taste in music I would like to say she is one of my best friend and one of only a handful of people that have my phone number that I will answer anytime. She is the one that has grown up here in SCW and you can see her growth, as with all the inductees. I am talking about my friend Jessie Salco.
The crowd goes wild after Joshua stops talking.
Joshua:So I am going to get out of here since it is not my night. Maybe next year wink wink Mark. Please keep the energy up as the Hall of Fame grows by five.
Hot Stuff nods at Joshua as he returns to the podium.
HS: He's been saying next year for years.
Hot Stuff smiles.
HS: Please welcome the man inducting Alex Jones....
Hot Stuff looks at the notes on the podium.
HS: This can't be right? Are we sure? We are? Ok, welcome to the stage the man inducting Alex Jones.... emmmm, Alex Jones!
Haloscenes cover of Hail to the king hits, Alex Jones steps out, wearing a black suit, a black tie but a leaopard print waistcoat, he toe taps his way up to the podium and throws his arms out to the side as the music dies down..
Alex Jones: Ahem....so, I know others have people inducting them into the Hall of fame but, well so many people offered, I didn't want anyones feelings to be hurt so, I thought I'd just do it myself...
Simone: That's uh...one way to do it...
Adams: I mean...it's...logical...
Alex reaches into his breast pocket pulling out what most would assume is his speech, but it seems...to be too many pages...like...closer to a novel. He then clears his throat and in the other breast pocket he pulls out a pair of reading glasses..
Alex Jones: Being inducted into a hall of fame isn't something that should ever be taken lightly. Regardless of how you personally feel about some of the names in there, it is always an honour to be recognised. And the thing is, a few years ago I thought I was done being an in ring performer. I was in my mid thirties but I had done so much that I thought maybe it was time to just...go home. Maybe it was time for me to open a gym and fade away, to be the gri
led old veteran that yelled at clouds and said things like "back in my day". Thing is, I still had the desire to compete and my wife came to me and said...why not do both?Alex smiles and shrugs before flipping the page and continuing.
Alex Jones: Honor closed, and I needed some where. So I followed Austin and Alicia here. ANd I am so happy I did, cause it made me realise I had so much more I wanted to accomplish and so much more I could give to not just the great fans of professional wrestling but also the people who I had come to see as Family. And now, I see people who I think of as my kids thriving. Alicia, Austin, Miles, Bella, Lachlan, Malachi and that is just in SCW. They were talented before I met them, they would have succeeded but I am honored I got to be a part of it...
He takes a deep breath and smiles again putting a hand up.
Alex Jones: Now, while it has been great to be looking on as the next generation takes hold I can't forget about the people who pushed me to be better. People like Fenris, Ben Jordan, Mac Bane, Jack Washington, my fellow inductee Griffin Hawkins. In SCW they pushed me to be better. They made me improve at a time in my life that I thought I was done, that I had reached my ceiling. Now, I have alot left in my personal life to accomplish, with my kids, my wife, Wolfslair. But, if I never stepped foot in a wrestling ring again...well this would be the cherry on top...
The smile fades as Alex looks down, clearing his throat before slowly looking up..
Alex Jones: But, you have not seen the last of me. I'm not retiring and this is not goodbye it is simply, see you soon. So thank you, thank you for this moment, thank you for this career and trust me on this...y'all ain't seen nothing yet...
Alex laughs, loudly, almost a cackle and steps back as Hail to the king blasts again.
Hot stuff moves to the podium again.
HS: Well, that was a new one on me, first time someones inducted themselves, but it's 2022, it's a brave new world. Welcome to the Hall of Fame Alex. Now up next ladies and gents, I'd like to introduce you to a familiar face. Please welcome Amy Marshall!
Anti Hero by Dark Ride begins to play over the sounds system, the lights begin to strobe through the venue as Amy appears through the curtain wearing a long chiffon green lace evening dress, she take a moment to appreciate the fans and moment. She smiles before moving to the podium and waits for the fan to quieten down.
Amy: It feels so strange to be back here but it's nice to see some familiar faces in the back.
Amy smiles before continuing...
Amy: Tonight we get to see the best of the best be inducted into the Sin city Wrestling Hall of Fame joining the likes of myself, Misty, Drake Green, Blaque Heart Bruce Evans and many other great faces.
The fans cheer at all the names.
Amy: Tonight... I have the pleasure of inducting my very good friend and former tag team partner Jessie Salco.
The fans give her a cheer.
Amy: What can I say about Jessie. Jessie and I have been enemies, friends and frenemies as we battled together and against each other, all the while maintaining mutual respect for each other. She has had her up and downs in the 10 years that she has been in this company, but the thing is she will be always memorable whether it's for the right reasons or wrong reasons.
She has accomplished a lot in this company, and it shouldn't matter how many titles she held, what matters is the impact she has made and left. Jessie is an exciting solid wrestler with years of experience and knowledge and those who come into this company should look up to her and be inspired.
The fans clap and nod.
Amy: And on that note... let me introduce to you.. the newest member of the SCW Hall Of Fame... Jessie Salco.
Amy steps back and begins to clap....
Jessie: Holy shit you guys!
Jessie exclaims after she steps up to the podium for her Hall of Fame Induction Speech and the crowd cheers the veteran Bombshell.
Jessie: Not exactly the most graceful start to a speech but what else do you expect me to say? Ten years and three months ago, I was one of a dime a dozen new signees to the company, a recovering drug addict at that! Most people thought that I wouldn't last the year but Spike Staggs saw the potential in mem he realized that I was destined for greatness and when he inducted me into his NXT group, it set me on my current path.
Jessie gets a little bit emotional as she lowers her head.
Jessie: And here I am today, fourteen years sober, a multiple time champion and as of tonight? AN SCW HALL OF FAMER!
The crowd gives Jessie the loudest reaction she's had in years and applauds her for her decade of hard work and determination, Jessie has to step away from the mic for a second to collect herself before she can continue.
Jessie: You know what? It's reactions like that that make all the bullshit I've put up with for the past decade fucking worth it!
Jessie exclaims with a massive grin on the normally cynical Bombshell's face before she takes a deep breath.
Jessie: I have my thank yous off course! A massive thanks to the bosses who kept me employed after I kept giving them a mountain of reasons to fire me, to Amy for being the best tag team partner I've ever had and agreeing to induct me tonight, to Keira for being the only one who still saw the good in me during the dark days of 2020, to Jake who for the past decade has kept me on the straight and narrow and managing to keep me from relapsing! For fuck's sake, he was even a guest referee and wrestled a match at one point!
Jessie pauses before laughing.
Jessie: Actually? I just realized that he technically retired as an undefeated wrestler, where's his Hall of Fame induction speech?!
The crowd laughs with Jessie as the camera pans to her much taller older brother Jake who is laughing his ass off at his sister's joke.
Jessie: To Shane, for being my faithful husband of seven years and being one of the best cooks I know! To the future of the Bombshell Division like Krystal Wolfe and Ariana Angelos, keep that torch burning bright into the future girls, don't make me come by to whip you into shape! I could go on but there is one last person I need to thank, someone who is sadly, no longer with us but took me in when I had nowhere else to go and had a crippling cocaine addiction.
Jessie lets out a deep breath before she points to the sky and it isn't hard to figure out what she means.
Jessie: Dad, I've never been the most religious person, but your little girl did good! I wish you could be here to see me get inducted to the Hall of Fame but.......
Jessie breaks down crying at this point and it takes a moment for her to compose herself.
Jessie: I know your looking down with a massive smile on your face, for most of my adult life I believed that I was owed a happy ending,, a closure to my Cinderella story, I thought the World Bombshell Championship was going to be that ending for years but now that I'm in the Hall of Fame? I'm not sure.
Jessie shakes her head before grinning.
Jessie: Most of all? Thank you Sin City Wrestling for taking that chance on me ten years ago! To quote Krystal Wolfe, this isn't the end of my story, just the end of a chapter and I've got plenty of fight left in me yet! I'm not retiring anytime soon!
The crowd cheers as Jessie steps off the podium.
HS: Welcome to the Hall of Fame Jessie and thank you Amy, always lovely to see ya.
Hot Stuff sighs.
HS: Now we're at the part of the Hall of Fame I don't really like, because not one, but two of us are inducting this guy because that's the way he wanted it. I've never been a fan of this guy, especially when he tried to steal SCW from us, but as much as he's a pain in the arse, a double crossing, underhanded son of a.... you get it. Despite all that, this man changed the wrestling business because of his tough approach and out of the box thinking. He drew people in with a look and changed the direction of SCW and lead SCU to levels no one expected.
Hot Stuff looks sincere.
HS: But that's the best you're gonna get out of me, so welcome to the stage the other part of this induction double act, Christian Underwood.
EMF's "Unbelievable" strikes up across the sound system of the Michelob Ultra Arena and the business partner and "frenemy" of "Hot Stuff", Christian Underwood, sets foot on stage. Dressed in a cream colored suit jacket over a lavender dress shirt, cream colored dress slacks and white dress shoes, Christian approaches his business partner and the two stare at one another briefly. Christian holds his arms out for a hug and Mark grabs him and turns him around forcibly toward the pedestal and microphone, much to the amusement of the fans in attendance. Christian then stands at the podium and looks out at all of the fans and he beckons them with a wave of the hand.
Christian: Come on now, don't disappoint me. Let's hear it!
The crowd immediately fills the Michelob Ultra Arena with boos as Christian cups a hand to his ear to listen. He nods, satisfied, and leans back to the microphone with the boos still raining down on him. He starts to speak, then looks up at the fans and frowns.
Christian: Alright, enough of that!
The boos slowly subside and he clears his throat.
Christian: There's time enough for that later. This isn't about me, it's about someone else. It's about perhaps the only person in SCW history who is diva enough to want and expect two people...
He holds up two fingers and directs between Mark behind him, and himself.
Christian: ... to induct him. But with this honoree, I can look past that. I can acknowledge why, and appreciate the man even more. When Mark and I brought Erik Staggs onto the scene on the staff side of things, we knew that SCW was in even more secure hands. We both recognized the man for what he was; a highly intelligent businessman, and someone who bred greatness in his genes. Both Spike Staggs and Tim Staggs came from Erik's legacy, and whether they admit it or not, much of what they learned and inherited came from this man's genes. While Mark and I took care of much of the on-camera business, Erik was working overtime backstage and away from the public side of things, honing talent and negotiating with contracts. Erik Staggs is much of the reason why the talent pool was so extensive when we first started up and he was heavily involved. Now...
He holds up a hand.
Christian: I happen to know a lot of people will object to what I just said and a few even objected to Eriks induction to the 2022 Hall of Fame, citing his attempt at a hostile takeover of Sin City Wrestling.
Christian shook his head.
Christian: If anything, Erik's attempt to steal SCW away from Mark and myself, and his managing to lure so many men and women on the roster to his side, convinced us even more that he was deserving of this honor. You see, it was the Hostile Takeover attempt on his part that really put Sin City Wrestling on the proverbial map. The war that took place between Erik Staggs's faction and Mark and myself generated so much interest that fans and wrestling purists the world over took note of us, and helped us grow from an indy promotion that held events in high school gymnasiums, to a phenom that toured the globe and sold out events in Japan, England and even was hosted by a Prince in Saudi Arabia! Without Erik's publivity, without his treacherous machinations, I am honestly left wondering if SCW would even be here to this day!
Christian cast a glance back over his shoulder toward Mark and he continued on.
Christian: And then, after Erik took his leave to work on other business ventures, he decided that wrestling would forever be in his blood and along with another man by the name of Wang...
HS: Wong.
Christian: Wong...
The crowd laughs.
Christian: Sin City Underground became a thing. There, a whole new generation of wrestlers flourished under the wit and wisdom of Erik and Wong, as they began some of the most intriguing wrestlers, matches and events and we were proud - PROUD - of everything the two of them accomplished. The war between GRIME and SCU even made its way onto SCW Supercard events, and we were all the better for it. Erik may not have been a wrestler for SCW, he may not have been a manager, but he is every bit responsible for the talent influx and the successes that everyone here has enjoyed. And for that, Mark and I are proud to name Erik Staggs the newest addition to the the SCW Hall of Fame, Class of 2022!
Christian takes a step back away from the podium, clapping his hands as the audience applauds along.
The lights in the venue go out, and "Where Eagles Dare" by The Misfits plays over the speakers. Yellow lights flash over the stage, and Erik Staggs emerges from the dark to a spotlight. He has a devious smirk on his face, sporting a yellow and black plaid suit, holding his briefcase. The camera switches over to spot former SCU Spokeswoman Donna Beauchamp clapping for her man. We then see a few former SCU, GRIME, and Staggs Entertainment Inc. stars also clapping in the pre-recorded banquet center audience. Even the legendary Staggs Brothers, Spike and Jamie, are there to show support for their Uncle, along with Vixen, Tim and Alexis Staggs. The camera moves back to the stage where Erik gives a respectful nod to Mark Ward and Christian Underwood before walking to the podium. He snaps and the lights return to normal and the music ceases. He leans into the microphone, almost nonchalantly, and speaks.
Erik: Thank you. I understand how popular of a decision this was, adding me to the Sin City Wrestling Hall of Fame. As in, not very.
Erik pauses, looking past his support system to those who still don't fully agree with his induction. He looks back to his cheering section while raising a middle finger to the rest of the crowd.
Erik: Well, fuck you. I've never been concerned with your approval, and I'm not about to start now. If I had stopped to consider opinions, I never would have boasted not one, not two, not three or four, but FIVE Sin City sensations, all bearing my last name. I never would have elevated Sin City ratings to such heights by plotting a takeover that was destined to fail... twice. I never would have had the guts to even think about it. But I did. And you're welcome.
Erik looks around to see some pondering and some stone faced expressions. Cheers from Gianni Di Luca and Angel of Filth break the silence and bring a smirk to Erik's face.
Erik: I won't sit here and say that I'm not honored to be amongst some of my most respected colleagues in this industry as a member of the SCW Hall of Fame. Sitting amongst Spike and Vixen Staggs, Casey Williams, Lord Raab, Delia Darling, Mercedes Vargas, Misty Waters... just to name a few. Even though my time in SCW was tumultuous, I think I've garnered the respect of two jack-offs... jack-offs who I respect immensely in return. So, I'll leave you with this.. thank you.
Erik nods his head and steps away from the podium. He waves before shaking hands with Underwood and Ward on his way off the stage.
HS: Well Erik, I never thought I'd be saying this, but welcome to the Hall of Fame. You'll probably be able to buy his Hall of Fame ring on Ebay in an hour.
Hot Stuff smiles towards Erik, who mouths the words "20 minutes"
HS: Now ladies and gents, welcome to the stage a Hall of Famer, please welcome Roxi Johnson!
Roxi appears at the podium to a tremendous ovation herself.
Roxi: Thank you. Thank you. My friends, I come tonight having been truly humbled by being asked to not only induct my great friend Griffin Hawkins, but also, my wife, Keira.
Applause.
Roxi: My wife has been in SCW since 2015 if you can believe it. 7 years she's been going through the ups and downs and ebbs and flows of a wrestling career. Keira and I first met in LAW and she came here, because she was eager to not only help me, but to make a name for herself. And if I'm being honest here, I had my doubts about what she could really accomplish. But she proved not only me, but a lot of other doubters wrong about her ability, her toughness and her spirit.
Applause.
Roxi: I could sit here and list off her accomplishments, but I'll leave that for her, since I know she will enjoy talking about herself.
Laughter.
Roxi: Or she might just... have an episode like she did before. I don't know, We're really about to give her a live microphone so, I'm just preparing for what could happen.
Laughter.
Roxi: But seriously, My wife wears her heart on her sleeve, she is emotional and she lets people know how she feels. It makes her genuine. It makes her one of a kind. She has exceed my greatest expectations, and she is now, an SCW Hall of famer. Ladies and gentlemen, the love of my life, my wife, KEIRA FISHER-JOHNSON!
Keira comes out, smiling and looking like she was about to cry a bit. Roxi goes over and begins to hug her as the crowd cheers for her. Roxi breaks the hug and helps Keira to the podium. She gives a smile as she begins to speak
Keira: I...um.
Keira takes a deep breath
Keira: I'm sorry, everyone. I've been crying a bit, backstage. It's because of the memories of the past passing through my brain and me thinking to myself, "I didn't think I'd be standing here, being inducted into the SCW Hall of Fame. The Hall of Fame holds some of the greatest wrestlers in SCW history and then...there's me.
Keira takes another deep breath
Keira: I never thought I was good enough to be in this. I never thought I would share a spot with the greats, especially with my wife.
Keira turns her head to see Roxi smile. She then speaks again
Keira: Hell, I never thought I would end up in a ring to begin with. My life has had so, SO many ups and down. More downs than ups. Cause of all that's happened. I kept thinking I shouldn't be here. I shouldn't be standing here. But if it wasn't for my wife, my biggest supporter, who I thank every day.
The crowd cheers for Roxi.
Keira: If it wasn't for my friends like Candy, Griff, Jessie, Amy for being there for me as well. Also, Amy, sorry for hurting you so many years ago.
Keira sighs a bit and continues
Keira: This will come as a shocker. If it wasn't also for the great matches I had with the best opponents ever like Krystal, Sel and as much as people don't want me to say it, Crystal as well.
The crowd is mixed on it, but understood as Keira says
Keira: Yes. Crystal. Senpai noticed you.
The crowd laughs at this as Keira gives a smile.
Keira: But in all seriousness. If it wasn't for all that support, I would be laying somewhere in a ditch, dead. Because of what my life had taken me for so many years. I was given a second chance, basically. A second chance to make things right. Because of it, I had some of the greatest matches in my career with most of the best women I have ever faced and got to known. Because of them. I was able to improve myself and try to become better than I was before. I'm not the most perfect woman in the world and I make more mistakes than I should. But I tried to learn from them.
Keira begins to tear up a bit as Roxi goes to her, rubbing her shoulders to calm her down. Keira smiles and says
Keira: But I also got to thank the fans. Not just of SCW, but the fans around the world that either supported me or hated my guts. No matter which side you guys and gals were on. You were the fuel to keep me going. You guys were the reason I kept doing this week in and week out. Through the good days and the bad. I hope in my heart I left some good memories for you. If I did, then I did my job.
Keira smiles as she pulls out a piece of paper from the bottom of the small stack. She holds it up for everyone to see.
Keira: I kept talking before about having a bucket list. I've had this thing since I started in SCW. I kept filling it up with more once I completed a thing on it. Thing is, I never added this one thing to it. Going into the Hall of Fame. I didn't think I deserve it. But cause of everyone. You...you added to this bucket list as a...how do I put this.
Keira thinks for a moment, smiles and says
Keira: I got it. DLC. Downloaded Content. Not paid, I earned it, because of you.
Keira smiles again as the crowd cheers.
Keira: Now, is the end for me? For now. Will I ever return? Someday, cause you know for sure. If someone wants a challenge and think they can handle it. I'll be there to give them the fight they want. I love you guys! I love you, Roxi! Thank you for making a woman who's always been down on her luck a chance to shine once more! THANK YOU!
Keira goes over to Roxi and hugs her deeply. The crowd cheers as the two take a bow and blow a kiss as they walk to the back
HS: Welcome Keira, you are proof that if you have that fighting spirit, there's no limit. I need to welcome back to the stage the busiest inductor out there tonight, cause not only did she just induct her wife, she is in fact inducting our final person in to the Hall of Fame. Welcome back Roxi Johnson!
Roxi appears at the podium to a tremendous ovation.
Roxi: Well, here we are, and I'm out here to induct a very close, personal friend of mine. Now, I will warn you now that this man is known to spontaneously cause fires, so, we do have the fire department on standby just in case.
Laughter.
Roxi: But, I can't describe this inductee without talking about how great of a person he is, and that far exceeds his ability inside the ring. He doesn't play politics or favorites. He's always been a stand up person. And that's what the easiest thing to admire about him.
Applause.
Roxi: He has been a champion, because he has given his all, and he never let you walk away from any show, any event you went to without getting your money's worth. He's a big goofball, he's fun, he's fun loving, he's a great spirit and positive soul. And most importantly to me, he is my friend.
Applause.
Roxi: It it my distinct honor, and privilege to introduce this man. Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome the newest induction in the SCW hall of fame, class of 2022, GRIFFIN HAWKINS!
Griffin Hawkins gets off from his seat and comes up to the stage. As he reaches it, he gives Roxi a hug, thanking her for the induction. She stays in the background as Griffin comes to the podium.
Griffin Hawkins: Man...feels like I've been here before huh?
The crowd in attendance cheers.
Griffin Hawkins: ...man, it seems no matter where I go, this place somehow keeps pulling me back. There are so many memories I have of this company. The Las Vegas Street Fight...you guys remember that right?! I chased Steve Ramone all over Sin City...from parks, to a restaurant, to a tour bus..and back to here again! And then there was my Roulette Title Match where I entered the Sun Princess via Helicopter...Teddy Steele nearly got blown into the water before the match even began! And I'm not even gonna get into the many incidents I had in Christian's office...he always threatened me with the words "You are this close to getting fired"...so many memories here..I've won the Internet Title, Roulette Title..Sin City Title...and now...SCW Hall of Fame.
Chants of "You deserve it" ring throughout the room.
Griffin Hawkins: Thank you all...I really mean that. I am grateful to be part of the illustrious Hall of Fame. I have fought the best here and helped build my legacy as one of the best of all time. Some may have loved me, some may have hated me, but at the end of the day...they still respect me. I owe a lot to the fans for why I am here today....and I owe a lot to Roxi and Keira. In the old days I was some shy underdeveloped rookie...and they took me in and treated me like I was one of their own. And now today...I stand by them as I take my place in....
"Oh for the love of God, shut up!"
A familiar voice is heard as Chris Page stands up from this chair, glaring at Hawkins. The crowd begins booing him.
"Chronic" Chris Page: Enough of this sugar coated sappy bullshit! Nobody cares about what you did before, nobody cares about you being here now! Everyone is always kissing your ass...well I'm not afraid to tell the truth about you. All you're doing now is trying to take the glory from people who are more deserving of the spotlight. The fact that you're getting handed a hall of fame spot is a goddamned joke! It makes me sick that...
Griffin Hawkins: Why don't you everyone here a favor and shut the fuck up?!
The crowd cheers.
Griffin Hawkins: If you got a problem with me, why don't you bring your ugly ass up here and say what you want to say to my face?
Page leaves the table and gets on the stage. He shoves Hawkins..Hawkins shoves back and the two begin trading fists much to the delight of the crowd! Officials and Christian rush the stage and try and break up the fracas. Page is being dragged off stage shouting at Hawkins while Roxi is keeping him back, attempting to calm him down as we go to a break.
The show opens up inside of the Michelob Ultra Arena, with the fans standing and cheering, waving for the attention of the camera. Fireworks go off overhead! Strobe lights of all colors flash across the sold out crowd! The standing room only crowd hold up their signs that show their support for their favorite Sin City Wrestling superstars and Bombshells and the chant is heard throughout the building.
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
The camera pans across the building which is sold out to standing room only and ring announcer Justin Decent stands in the ring, black vest and bow tie, wearing a pair of skin-tight, black lycra pants and white, heel boots. He waves to the cheering crowd and brings the microphone up to address the crowd.
Justin: Hello everybody and welcome to Las Vegas, Nevada! Welcome to the famous Michelob Ultra Arena, and most of all, welcome to the Grand Prix of Professional Wrestling – HIGH STAKES XII!
The crowd on hand cheers with wild and excited enthusiasm!
Justin: Now please help me welcome to the stage, the Mistress of ceremonies! Sin City Wrestling's 'Hostess With the Mostess' - Ms. Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd cheers and whistles as out onto the stage emerges Amanda Hugginkiss through the parting stage curtains! She is sporting a shoulder-length, platinum blond wig, tiara, a black leather body dress with studded necklace and matching high heels. With a microphone in one hand, she smiles and waves to all corners of the SCW Universe before the music begins and kicks off the opening ceremonies of High Stakes XII!
Amanda: Goin' out tonight, feelin' all right
My dress is skin tight, I'm looking for a good time
Had a rough day, now I wanna play
Get outta my way, I'm looking for a good time
Hanging with my friends, ain't no time to pretend
Party never ends, we're looking for a good time
Wanna make the show, so we gotta hit the road
Don'tcha tell me no! C'mon, let's go!
Good time, good time, I'm looking for a good time
Good time, good time, I'm looking for a good time
'Cause I've been there before and I'm wantin' some more
Now there's no turnin' back, just a panic attack
Gonna take a deep breath and release all the rest
Don't be wastin' my time, we can get along fine
I don't wanna seem rude, you're a fine lookin' dude
So you're welcome to come if you're needin' some fun
But I'm takin' a stance, 'cause I'm achin' to dance
Put your foot on the gas and start shakin' that ass!
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Could take a fucking year, I'm looking for a good time
Cutting to the front, let me work the door runt
Acting all cush... what!? Let's go!
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Good time, good time, I'm looking for a good time
'Cause I've been there before and I'm wantin' some more
Now there's no turnin' back, just a panic attack
Gonna take a deep breath and release all the rest
Don't be wastin' my time, we can get along fine
I don't wanna seem rude, you're a fine lookin' dude
So you're welcome to come if you're needin' some fun
But I'm takin' a stance, 'cause I'm achin' to dance
Put your foot on the gas and start shakin' that ass!
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Looking for a good time
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'Cause I've been there before and I'm wantin' some more
Now there's no turnin' back, just a panic attack
Gonna take a deep breath and release all the rest
Don't be wastin' my time, we can get along fine
I don't wanna seem rude, you're a fine lookin' dude
So you're welcome to come if you're needin' some fun
But I'm takin' a stance, 'cause I'm achin' to dance
Put your foot on the gas and start shakin' that ass!
'Cause I've been there before and I'm wantin' some more
Now there's no turnin' back, just a panic attack
Gonna take a deep breath and release all the rest
Don't be wastin' my time, we can get along fine
I don't wanna seem rude, you're a fine lookin' dude
So you're welcome to come if you're needin' some fun
But I'm takin' a stance, 'cause I'm achin' to dance
Put your foot on the gas and start shakin' that ass!
The Las Vegas crowd cheers and applauds for Amanda's opening number as SCW's 'Mistress of Ceremonies' takes a blow and waves and blows kisses to all corners before she steps back and vanishes behind the curtains.
Fireworks EXPLODE overhead which hypes the crowd up even FURTHER as the camera pans about the SCW Universe before turning toward the ringside area and the broadcaster's booth where sits Belinda Simone and Jason Adams, both in semi-formal attire!
Simone: Hello everyone and WELCOME to the grandest spectacular event of the year!
Adams: The Grand Prix of Professional Wrestling!
Simone: Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of my colleague Jason Adams...
Jason is bouncing with excitement in his chair and waves to the camera with a goofy grin.
Simone: I am Belinda Simone and WELCOME to High Stakes XII!
Adams: This is going to be great! I've been waiting for a year for this!
Simone: We've all been waiting for a year for this event, Jason. This is the event where the entire year boils down to! And it's not just about fifteen of the most spectacular matches signed! It is also about the SCW Hall of Fame, Class of 2022!
Adams: Annnd! It's about the official SCW Year End Awards!
Simone: But tonight we kick off the evening's festivities in the traditional manner with championship gold at stake! And it is the reigning Roulette Champion Ariana Angelos putting her title on the line against Seleana Zdunich!
Adams: And WHAT would High Stakes be without our own Samantha Marlowe!? The former multi-time champion is in action against none other than Bea Barnhart!
Simone: Then we have perhaps one of the bigger Bombshell matches in history - and we mean that quite literally - when the Clash of the Titans occurs as the 6'3" Tempest goes up against the equally impressive amazon, Zoey Lukas!
Adams: "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart has had some not-so-nice things to say about not only the reigning Roulette Champ, Miles Kasey, but also his friend and former challenger, Helluva Bottom Carter! Tonight Miles looks to defend both of their good names against the Bulldog with his title at stake!
Simone: Christian Underwood was beyond enraged at the senseless and unprovoked attack by Crystal Zdunich on Chloe Benton, putting poor Chloe out of action indefinitely. So/ much so that Christian fired Crystal who was later revealed to be La Rosa Ardiente...
Adams: Duh.
Simone: And now former SCW Bombshell and Christian's "Kitty" Cat Riley returned to do to Crystal what others could not; she unmasked Crystal and now is out to put Crystal to pasture!
Adams: Bella Madison won the rights to challenge for the Internet Championship and tonight is the best way to go about it as she goes after 'the Dreamkiller's" Internet Championship right here at High Stakes XII!
Simone: Helluva Bottom Carter was originally scheduled to compete tonight against the Great One aka "Chronic" Chris Page, but due to his broken finger he was pulled from tonight's event. Now Goth has taken his place and we are going to most assuredly see a Match of the Year candidate between these two great ring veterans!
Adams: Two former World Champs! Two former Internet Champs! Veteran against young Superstar! That' the match we have next when Mac Bane goes one-on-one against Jack Washington!
Simone: Then we have a grudge match that has been brewing for weeks and it will finally be settled here tonight when the ring veteran Mercedes Vargas goes up against Krystal Wolfe! The tension between these two women has been unfathomable for weeks now and even though it will be contested under regular rules, there will certainly be no holds barred in this one!
Adams: SPEAKING of grudges! The blood has been boiling between the new Internet Champion Alexander Raven and Austin James Mercer, ever since Raven started name dropping both Austin as well as Wolfslair! Austin literally powerbombed the champ off of the stage and Alexander cost Austin a chance at the World Heavyweight Championship! Now these two are finally going to battle it out inside of the ring with the Internet title at stake!
Simone: And what would High Stakes be without one of the greatest of them all, and I am speaking of J2H! J2H makes his in-ring return to Sin City Wresting and in a spectacular way as he faces perhaps his most physically dangerous opponent to date - 'the White Wolf' Fenris! Both of these men issued open challenges for this very evening and when nobody answered either one, J2H took it upon himself to answer Fenris's challenge and give us one of the most hotly anticipated matches in recent memory!
Adams: Team Hero - one final time - at least in theory and NOT in the way that you might expect! No, this time Keira Fisher-Johnson and Roxi Johnson are NOT teaming together one last time! No, they are using the biggest event of the year to compete AGAINST one another! Keira wanted one final test - her BIGGEST test - and tonight she gets it as it is Roxi against Keira in Team Hero versus Team Hero!
Simone: Then the feud between Melissa and Jessie Salco comes down to this; the Chamber of Extreme! Jessie's name has become synonymous with the Chamber as she has competed in this dangerous match a handful of times before and only under the most extreme of circumstances...
Adams: Pun intended?
Simone: Happy Coincidence. And there could be no more fitting end to this rivalry than the Chamber and no more fitting time than High Stakes XII!
Adams: And then the DOUBLE Main Event! First up! Diamond Steele earned the right to challenge for the top title in all of women's wrestling but does she REALLY want to have to go through the fearsome Champion Masque in order to become the new World Champion!?
Simone: And bringing this year's High Stakes XII to a close is a match that is most assuredly going to be talked about when nominees for Match of the Year in 2023 are discussed! "Godly" Ken Davison has done SCW proud as the champion but tonight he defends against perhaps the most enigmatic man on the roster in Finn Whelan! Finn outlasted several other men to earn this spot but earning it and taking advantage of it are two completely different things! All this and more on SCW High Stakes XII!
The scene opens backstage at High Stakes XII where we see the Bombshell Roulette Champion Ariana Angelos ready for an interview with Pussy Willow.
Pussy: Ari, first I want to wish you a happy birthday for tomorrow.
Ariana: Thanks! Hopefully I'll still be able to celebrate it as champion!
Pussy: Speaking off that, we are moments away from the third defence of your Roulette Title reign and your rematch against Seleana, you first faced her ain a Submission Match at the second show of the cycle but with tonight's Halloween Stipulations anything is possible, any thoughts on that?
Ariana: I know Seleana is a hell of a wrestler and that she gave me a heck of a match for my first defence but I'm not done as champion! Not by a longshot!
Pussy: I feel I need to bring this up, but Jessie won a shot at the title the week after your first match against Seleana but opted to delay it........
Jessie: You called?
The camera pans over to show the newly minted Hall of Famer Jessie Salco holding something behind her back.
Pussy: Err, Jessie? Congrats on the induction and all but I'm in the middle of an interview.
Jessie: I can see that, but Ariana's title defence is next, I won't get a chance to give this to her before she goes to defend the title and I won't be long.
Before either Ari or Pussy can say anything Jessie produces a birthday gift from behind her back.
Jessie: Happy early birthday Ari!
Ariana's eyes light up like a Christmas tree as she takes the birthday present.
Jessie: Feel free to open it, win or lose I'll be too sore to be around for the opening tomorrow.
Ariana: I guess that makes sense.
Ariana admits with a shrug before opening the gift, it is a toy replica of the World Bombshell Title with a note attached to it.
Ariana: Happy Birthday Ari, PS: keep the title warm for me, signed Jessie?
Jessie: Good luck against Seleana birthday girl, I'll be waiting at the next Climax Control!
Jessie walks off and Ari puts the toy belt in her duffle bag.
Ariana: Where were we?
Pussy: I was talking about the Jessie situation but I think Jessie just covered that, do you think you can go two for two against Seleana?
Ariana: Oh right! And yeah, I think I can! And after I retain the title I'll be moving onto Jessie and whoever's waiting for me afterwards because Seleana will once again bask in the Greek Angel's light!
Pussy: Good luck in the title defence Ari, back to you guys at ringside!
Ari walks off with the duffle bag as the scene fades.
The scene opens backstage, where we see Ms. Rocky Mountains standing alone with the roulette wheel behind her.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Hello ladies and gentlemen, this is for Bombshell Roulette championship stipulation.
Ms. Rocky Mountains turns and grabs the wheel and begins to spin it as the newly added stipulations for one night only zip past. We see Haunted House, Graveyard, pumpkin on a pole plus a few more and the normal ones on the wheel. The wheel soon begins to slow and as it clicks past Masquerade Brawl and coffin match until it stops on...
Ms. Rocky Mountains: This match will be Spider Webb.
The camera focuses on the stipulation and soon fades out on that.
Justin: This match is for the Bombshell Roulette Champion and the stipulation is a Spider Webb/Ultimate X match. Introducing first the challenger... hailing from Los Angeles, California... Seleana Zdunich...
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.
Justin: And her opponent... she is the current Bombshell Roulette Champion...
The opening guitar riff to "In the Middle of the Night" by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the crowd comes unglued as Ariana emerges from the back wearing a long cloak with her initials on the back and with her back to the crowd.
Justin: Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, "The Greek Goddess" Ariana Angelos!
Ariana spins around right as the song kicks into high gear with the opening lyrics, she poses for the crowd as she makes her way down to the ring before rolling into the ring and removing her cloak ready for her match.
DING DING DING!
Angelos and Zdunich look up at the hanging title belt but also look at the spider web that weaves itself around above the ring. Zdunich is the first to blink and turns and rushes to the corner and gets as far as the middle turnbuckle and Angelos grabs Zdunich by her ring attire and drags her backwards and spins Zdunich around and Zdunich shoves Angelos and Angelos shoves her back and they quickly move in and lock up in the centre of the ring.
Simone: It is definitely a weird set up and it took a long time to build. The backstage guys deserve a lot of praise for this.
Adams: Oh definitely. Miles away from the conventional X. Anyway... Zdunich tries to make the first move but Angelos is on her and stops her from climbing any further and drags her back, where they have a short shoving match before locking up.
They jockey for position with neither getting the upper hand at first, as they move slowly towards the corner before Angelos overpowers Zdunich and drives her into the corner and still in the lock up position, Angelos begins to push Zdunich against the turnbuckle over and over before releasing and moving backwards. Zdunich checks her face, before moving from the corner and Angelos approaches and Zdunich dives through the ropes to stop Angelos attacking but Angelos smirks and rushes in but Zdunich get a foot up and then kicks Angelos away.
Adams: Good bit of back and forth here, as Zdunich looks for a very pointless rope break, but Angelos knows it won't work but i think she got suckered in and Zdunich gets a foot up and kicks Angelos away.
Angelos drops to the mat, as Zdunich moves from the ropes as Angelos gets back to her feet and rushes Zdunich and Zdunich kicks Angelos in the stomach again and drops her again. Zdunich drops to knee and hammers the back of Angelos before moving back to her feet and grabs Angelos and pulls her up to her feet and delivers a forearm shot that drops Angelos again. Zdunich grabs Angelos once again and pulls her up and then lifts her up and then drops with a body slam.
Simone: Angelos rushes Zdunich, but Zdunich catches Angelos and drops her. But she isn't done, and she pounds on the back of Angelos before pulling her up and again drops her with a forearm shot. She then follows up with a body slam.
Zdunich smirks before turning back to Angelos and grabs her and pulls her up again and throws her against the turnbuckle before following up with boots to Angelos' torso until Angelos drops to a seated position on the mat. Zdunich grabs Angelos and pulls her up, where she hits a forearm shot before pushing her up against the ropes and briefly chokes her. Zdunich then yanks away from the ropes before lifting her up and goes for another body slam, but Angelos wriggles free and stumbles back before moving in and looks for an arm drag but Zdunich blocks and instead Angelos leaps up and wraps her legs around Zdunich's arms ad drags Zdunich down to the mat, but Zdunich uses the momentum to continue rolls backward and away from Angelos.
Adams: Zdunich really want to win the roulette championship. She doesn't care if Jessie Salco is number one contender. Zdunich drops Angelos to the mat with boots, but she isn't done, and she pulls her back up and chokes her. Zdunich then tries for another body slam, but Angelos slips free and tries for an arm drag but it's blocked and instead she drags Zdunich down to the mat.
Angelos and Zdunich climb to their feet, a which Angelos grabs Zdunich's hand and Irish whips her across the ring and into the corner, Angelos rushes in and looks for a spear but Zdunich dodges and Angelos crashes into the corner and hits the ring post. Zdunich turns and leaps onto the ropes and uses Angelos for a boost and grabs the ropes above her. Zdunich slowly negotiates the ropes.
Simone: They both get to their feet and Angelos sends Zdunich into the corner and then goes to follow up with a spear, but Zdunich dodges and Angeles crashes into the corner and against the ring post
Adams: Ouch! Zdunich takes advantage of this.
Angelos pushes herself away from the corner, as she holds her shoulder before slowly moving it around, as she turns and looks up at Zdunich, who is progressing towards the Roulette championship. Angelos put the pain aside and she follows Zdunich and jumps and grabs one of Zdunich's feet and begins to pull. Zdunich tries to hold on and she grimaces but has no choice but to drop down.
Adams: Zdunich is the first to attempt navigation of the wires but it doesn't work out, as Angelos is back to feet and grabs one of Zdunich's feet and pulls her of the ropes.
Coming face to face with Angelos, Angelos goes for a wild swing and Zdunich ducks and fires in a forearm shot, which rocks Angelos and Zdunich follows up with a clothesline and sending Angelos down to the mat. Zdunich grabs Angelos by the hair and pulls her up, where she grabs her by the head and goes for a Family Tradition ( Sliced bread into a sitting edge-o-matic), but as she gets to the top rope, Angelos blocks the second part and gets Zdunich onto her shoulders before hitting a Samoan drop. Angelos rolls away from Zdunich and gets to her feet, as Zdunich rolls herself from the ring.
Simone: Angelos goes for a wild swing but Zdunich ducks and hits a forearm shot and then drops her with a clothesline. She then looks for her Family Tradition aka Sliced Bread, but Angelos blocks it and hits a Samoan drop.
Angelos slowly makes her way to feet, as she shakes off the previous shots from Zdunich, and she moves to the corner, where she climbs the turnbuckle to the top, where she grabs the ropes and then pulls herself and she climbs on top of the spider web like structure. She stands up but feel a little unsteady and she drops down and begins to crawl towards the centre.
Adams: With Zdunich out of the ring, it's now Angelos' turn to scale the ropes and then climb on top of the webbed structure.
Meanwhile on the outside, Zdunich begins to move, as she crawls to the barriers and grabs them and pulls herself up to her knees. Angelos continues to move to across the web as she looks down at Zdunich. Zdunich stands to her feet and Angelos looks to the centre and then at Zdunich and she moves to the edge of the spider web carefully and as Zdunich turns, Angelos leaps off and catches Zdunich with a crossbody.
Simone: Angelos tries to stand on the structure but seems a little unbalanced and instead she crawls onto and moves to the centre. On the outside Zdunich is back on her feet
Adams: Angelos sees Zdunich back to her feet and she changes direction and stands to her feet... DON'T DO IT!!
Zdunich and Angelos are down, as the fan begin to chant...
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Adams: Holy Sh*t... *cough* sorry... but she was in the perfect position to win and she does that.
Simone: Crazy.
Angelos slowly rolls away from Zdunich, as the ref moves in and checks on both before backing away to allow the match to continue. Zdunich slowly moves as she crawls away from Angelos as she is also moving slowly. The fans roars both Angelos an Zdunich on following what they have witnessed. Angelos and Zdunich grab either the ring apron and barriers and then they slowly pull themselves up. Zdunich slides herself into the ring and moves to her feet, where she then moves to a corner and begins to climb the turnbuckle.
Simone: They are both down for the moment, as they try to recover as the fans cheer them n and try to encourage them.
Adams: They do get back to the feet and Zdunich is the first back into the ring and makes a beeline for the turnbuckle and begins to climb.
Angelos turns from the barriers and climbs into the ring and opts not to chase Zdunich, but she instead she moves to the turnbuckle and climbs them. Zdunich meanwhile opts for climbing onto top of the web, while Angelos opts for the easy route and grabs the ropes and heads towards the roulette title.
Angelos and Zdunich moves across the ropes at a decent pace, where they meet in the middle.
Adams: Angelos is back into the ring and goes for a different option of scaling the web.
Zdunich tries to unhook the title belt, but Angelos begins to shake the web as she moves forward a little more and she reaches up and grabs Zdunich's ankle, where she pulls on that as well as shaking the web. Zdunich tries to stamp on Angelos' hand but looses her balance and she slips the through the gap of the web and her legs gets trapped. Angelos kicks out at the prone Zdunich a couple of times before reaching out and grabs the Roulette championship and pulls on it before dropping down.
Simone: Interesting strategy there from Angelos as she tries to unbalance Zdunich. And it works and Zdunich is left hanging.
Adams: Angelos manages to pull free the belt.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match and STILL Bombshell Roulette champion... Ariana Angelos.
Ariana stays down still feeling the effects of the earlier dive, as she raises the belt high as her music hits over the p.a. Meanwhile the ref and a couple of backstage hands look to help Zdunich get free.
Consistent success. That is what defines the Superstar or Bombshell that walks away as the Wrestler of the Year. And no man or woman defined that role in 2022 more so than Mac Bane. Mac was not only consistent in his dedication to the ring, the fans, and SCW as a whole, but even to his fellow competitors when he was one of the first at the side of Fenris following his blinding. Mac defended his wife's honor with pride, and became a two-time World Heavyweight Champion in 2022 alone, and even though he does not reign as of press time, there will most assuredly be a third championship reign in his future.
We cut backstage to where Bea Barnhart is standing outside the dressing room she and her husband, Bill Barnhart, share for High Stakes XII. Bea is dressed in her wrestling outfit and the look on her face lets us know she's ready for her match against Samantha Marlowe. Bea looks into the camera to make some comments on her match.
Bea: Sam. . .Sam. . .Sam. . . You're in for one hell of a tough match. You're in for a hell of a beat-down at my hands. You're doomed to failure and when I win our match you'll be kicked down to the bottom of the ladder of success to begin your climb up the ladder to hopefully find yourself in contention for Championships again. I have no pity on you. I won't go easy on you. I don't care if I hurt you to the point where you retire from wrestling. I'm in this match to shut you, and everyone else, up with all your bullshit smack talk, your false accusations, and cheap shots, to prove to the world how fake you and the others are. See you in the ring shortly loser!
Bea turns and walks into her dressing room closing the door behind her. The studio changes to a different camera shot since Bea shut them out when she returned inside her dressing room.
Simone: Welcome back to High Stakes XII! Later on tonight, we will see Bill Barnhart challenge Miles Kasey for the Roulette Title but first we will his wife Bea go one on one with an SCW Hall of Famer as she takes on Sam Marlowe!
Adams: Sam's luck has taken a serious downturn as of late and a loss to Bea Barnhart might have serious repercussions for her credibility as a wrestler! We'll see if that plays out in this match!
Simone: This should be a good one folks, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, this next contest is scheduled for one fall!
Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar starts to play and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. She is dressed in black leather pants, a white pullover type tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket, which is basically a tough street girl look. As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring where she climbs the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She plays the crowd for a bit before running across the ring leaping up into the corner then after playing the crowd she jumps down and settles into the corner to wait for the match to start.
Justin: Introducing first, from Lawrenceville, Georgia, Bea Barnhart!
Simone: Say what will you about the Barnharts but I doubt you'll find anyone more dedicated to their pursuit of titles than either Bea or Bill!
Adams: Bea's last two matches was a chance to challenge Ariana Angelos for the Roulette Title alongside Jessie Salco and Mercedes Vargas and, well, we all know the story behind that matchup and its aftermath! That was followed by a loss to Seleana Zdunich who served as Ari's challenger earlier tonight!
Justin: And her opponent!
The soft twang of an electric guitar begins to play as "She's Country" blasts out over the arena. A familiar redhead walks out onto the stage of the show dressed in white and gold hotpants, matching halter, short jacket and a pair of lace up wrestling boots that look like cowboy boots where she stops and looks over the crowds who begin to chant her name as Justin brings the microphone to his lips.
Justin: Introducing from Houston Texas, she has been known as SCW's sweetheart, she is Sam Marlowe!
Sam raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. Finally she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera and then rolls inside the ring. Walking towards the corner, she unzips her short jacket and pulls it off. Handing it to ringside staff, she turns and begins stretching out for the match as she watches her opponent.
Simone: Sam has done it all in SCW but as we previously noted, her luck's been on a downturn since her loss to Krystal Wolfe at Violent Conduct VIII!
Adams: We can only hope that she can turn it around with a win over Bea because I don't think Sam will ever live it down otherwise!
Jacob goes over the rules with both women before calling for the bell once they confirm that they understand the rules.
DING DING DING!
Simone: Sam and Bea have been persistent title challengers in the Bombshell Division but Sam has had significantly more success than Bea!
Adams: Let's be honest Belinda, that's putting it mildly!
Once the bell rings Sam and Bea circle around each other before they lock up in the centre of the ring, Bea takes the initial advantage by grabbing Sam's arm for an arm wringer but Sam does a front flip before rolling backwards and taking the older Bombshell over with a deep arm drag before grabbing Bea's arm and locking in an arm bar! Bea gets to her feet and backs Sam up to the ropes to try to force the break only for Sam to put on the breaks by holding her ground, realizing that her tactic isn't going to work Bea gets a running start and jumps over the top rope whilst holding onto Sam's arm causing it to snap on the ring rope!
Simone: OUCH! That hurt my arm to watch!
Adams: And it'll make the Sammi-Wrap much harder for Sam to execute effectively is she tries to beat Bea with that move!
Sam drops to the matt clutching her arm in pain and Bea grins thinking she has the upper hand, Bea hops onto the ring apron but upon seeing that Sam is clutching her hurt arm across her chest Bea gets an idea before heading to the top rope and executing a diving knee drop directly onto Sam's hurt arm! Bea neutralizes the hurt arm of Sam as she goes for the first pin of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Sam gets her good shoulder up.
Simone: Bea might be the butt of the Bombshell Division's jokes but she is targeting Sam's arm effectively!
Adams: It's that old school mindset, old school wrestlers like the Barnharts love zeroing in on a specific weakness of their opponents, in this case? Sam's arm!
Sam tries to keep her bad arm safe but a few kicks to Sam's side from Bea put an end to that idea and as soon as Sam's arm is freed, Bea locks In a Fujiwara Armbar in the centre of the ring! Jacob gets into position to ask Sam if she wants to quit but the popular Texan Bombshell refuses to tap so Bea changes tactics, locking Sam's bad arm between her legs and transitioning into a cross face specifically targeting Sam's nose and eyes.
Simone: A cross face like that is painful enough in normal circumstances, but considering Sam's bad arm? It must be agony!
Adams: Not just that Belinda, look at where Bea's hands are, she's trying to stop Sam from being able to see or breathe!
Sam actually looks ready to tap out for a second but she instead reverses the cross face into a modified roll up off sorts.
ONE!
TWO!
And Bea kicks out letting go off her submission hold in the process! Through gritted teeth Sam starts firing punches at Bea's face even using her bad arm in spite of all the pain it's in eventually backing the former Mixed Tag Team Champion to the ring ropes where Sam backs off and clotheslines Bea to the outside using her good arm! Sam poses for the crowd for a second before she measures Bea up for her specialty.
Simone: Now we're about to see Sam in her element, namely flying around the ring!
Adams: This is exactly what Bea wanted to avoid, she may have had more luck if she had targeted Sam's legs as well!
Sam measures Bea up and as soon as Bea is ack on her feet Sam charges the ropes and hits her with a no hands suicide dive! However Sam gets caught up in the moment by posing for fans and this gives Bea her chance to get back in the match as she comes up from behind Sam, grabs her bad arm and runs it into the nearest ring post! Bea repeats this with the other ring posts only taking breaks to make sure that she isn't counted out before finally rolling Sam back into the ring and going for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Sam kicks out! Bea is clearly getting frustrated at Sam's tenacity as she tries for another arm bar submission but Sam reverses it into a roll up almost immediately!
ONE!
TWO!
And Bea barely kicks out!
Simone: Bea's tactics are proving effective but Sam's tenacity is overcoming her attempts to end the match!
Adams: I don't think it'll last long Belinda, Bea just called for the Sleeping Pilll!
Bea measures Sam up for the Sleeper Hold and seems to get it locked in at first, only for Sam to reverse it and lock in the Sammi-Wrap!
Simone: SAMMI-WRAP! Sam has it locked in but can she keep it locked in after all the damage Bea's done to her arm?
Adams: She's powering through the pain to make sure Bea can't escape, stick a fork in Bea, she's done!
Sam is clearly in agony but she manages to keep the Sammi-Wrap locked in on Bea eventually leaving Bea with no choice but to tap out!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner by submission, Sam Marlowe!
Simone: Sam's back on the winning track after a miserable cycle!
Adams: Bea's tactics were sound but she couldn't overcome Sam's tenacity!
Jacob makes sure to raise Sam's good arm as she keeps her bad arm across her stomach whilst Bea rolls out of the ring.
SCW is so highly competitive that rarely do we have landslides in any Awards category, but one name that was at the very top of this year's Man of the Year category. While there was an entire roster full of men deserving a nod, Mac's success rate when as champion and when he was not all but sealed this victory and award. In 2022, no other Superstar was more deserving.
We hear RAISE YOUR GLASS by Pink hit the speakers in the arena and the crowd erupts into a mixed reaction knowing Bill Barnhart is about to make an appearance. Their attention is turned to the entrance area where they see Bill Barnhart, and his wife and Manager Bea, come out from the backstage area with both carrying a mic in their hand. The two walk to the center of the landing and stop to wait for Bill's music to fade out. The crowd continues their mixed cheering and booing.
Bill: Welcome to the Michelob Ultra Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada! I'm Bill Barnhart and I'm going to defeat Miles Kasey and regain possession of my Roulette Championship! Standing next to me is a woman who needs no introduction. She is my wife, soul-mate, and Manager, Bea Barnhart.
The crowd is not nice to Bea as they give her a lot of negativity but Bea doesn't care what they think.
Bill: Miles Kasey thinks he can defeat me and retain the Roulette Championship. We live in a free country and Miles has the right to think whatever he wants. There's a hell of a difference between THINKING you can do something and KNOWING you can do it.
The crowd continues their mixed reaction at Bill's comments.
Bill: Miles I want you to come to the ring for our match and be honest about the match. I don't want any bullshit of you crying to the Referee to have Bea removed from my corner as she is legally my Manager. And, Miles, I have many friends watching the ring and ringside area and if you attempt to have your friends run-in on our match to interfere on your behalf you'll regret that decision. See you in the ring shortly!
Bill and Bea turn and head back to into the backstage area and before they enter the backstage area both toss their mics over their shoulders where they drop on the floor causing very loud feedback over the speakers in the arena.
Justin: The following contest is for one fall, introducing first.
The heavy beat of Halestorm's "You Call Me a Bitch Like It's a Bad Thing" kicks up over the sound system and the heads of the SCW Universe turns towards the entrance as the Bombshell amazon Tempest walks out onto the stage.
Justin: Coming to the ring! From Honolulu, Hawaii, weighing two hundred and eighteen pounds -- Tempest!
The fans are in awe at the size of Tempest as she wastes no time in power walking straight to the ring, her eyes never straying from her destination and paying no mind to the fans reaching out toward her. A perpetual frown on her face, she arrives at the ringside area where she climbs up onto the ring apron and straight inside of the ring. Tempest stands in the center of the ring, her arms held out and turns full circle before moving to her corner.
Justin: And her opponent
"Dancing with the dead" by crown the empire hits and a green spotlight hits the stage. Zoey comes out and stands in the middle of it with a small smile on her face. She throws her hands across her chest in an X with her hands up in the metal horns.
Justin: From Atlanta, Georgia, weighing in at one hundred and ninety five pounds, she is Zoey Lukas!
She makes her way down to the ring looking at the fans with a small smirk shaking her head before running and jumping onto the apron sliding across her knee, she pops up and does the X again before getting into the ring
Adams: This could be war.
As Tempest and Zoey look at each other across the ring, the referee calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
The two big women move towards the center of the ring and stare at each other.
Adams: Usually Zoey Lukas in the biggest woman in the ring but she's giving up over twenty pounds to Tempest.
Tempest pushes Zoey away but Zoey returns the push, pushing Tempest backwards to her surprise but Tempest uses the ropes to gain momentum and charges at Zoey and nails her with a clubbing clothesline, but Zoey rocks back against the ropes and comes back with one of her own, crashing in to Tempest. Both women stand their ground before both swinging lefts and rights at each other to the face!
Simone: This one has broken down!
Tempest cuts Zoey off with a knee to the gut, doubling the Georgia native over, Tempest steps back a little and charges forward. She lifts her leg and catches Zoey under the jaw with a running knee lift, sending Zoey to her back for the first time in the match. Tempest stomps on Zoey's chest before dropping a huge leg across Zoey's chest, crushing her under her over two hundred pound weight. She quickly transitions to mount Zoey and starts to hammer in heavy punches to Zoey's face. Zoey does her best to cover up, but Tempest switches to elbow strikes.
Adams: Tempest is not holding back here.
Tempest rolls off Zoey and grabs her by the hair and pulls her to her feet. Tempest grabs Zoey and lifts her over with a huge exploder suplex, drawing gasps from the fans.
Simone: Wow! Zoey is not used to being thrown around like that!
Tempest quickly rolls Zoey on her back and hooks the leg and attempts the first pin of the match. Jasmine St John drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Zoey kicks out!
Simone: Tempest already showing feats of strength in this match.
Tempest gets to her feet and pulls Zoey with her but Zoey switches the tide of the match by hitting Tempest with a huge headbutt, sending the amazon to the mat with one sharp swing of her head.
Adams: I wonder if Tempest is seeing little birdies flying around her head.
Tempest looks dazed on the mat and crawls to the corner, sitting up but Zoey charges in with a huge knee to Tempest's face. Tempest's head bounces against the turnbuckle and Zoey picks her off her up to her feet before blasting her in the jaw with an elbow. She takes Tempest by the wrist and whips her across the ring and in to the opposite turnbuckle. Zoey follows in with a huge splash and steps back. As Tempest stumbles out of the corner, Zoey bends her over and feeds her arm through her legs and pulls her other arm back.
Simone: Zoey looks like she's going for a pumphandle slam.
Adams: But against someone the size of Tempest?
Zoey uses all her strength to lift Tempest up and drop her with that pumphandle slam! The crowd cheer loudly.
Simone: Holy...
Adams: Sausages!
The crowd look surprised as Zoey hooks Tempest's leg as she covers and Jasmine St John drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Tempest throws a shoulder up!
Simone: Both these women seem to be doing the impossible here.
Zoey stands up and looks at Tempest and patiently waits for the larger opponent to get back to her feet. As she does, Zoey quickly reaches down and attempts to lift Tempest in a gorilla press slam.
Adams: No.... freaking... way!
Zoey struggles but somehow manages to lift Tempest above her head as the crowd go wild in shock and surprise!
Simone: I can't believe what I'm seeing!
The weight seems too much as Tempest slides off and lands on her feet behind her. Zoey turns around, only to me met with a huge superkick to the face! Zoey hits the canvas hand and Tempest leans against the ropes to recover for a few seconds. As Tempest moves towards Zoey, Zoey gets to her knees and throws a punch towards Tempest's mid section, but Tempest reaches down and wraps her hands around Zoey's throat. Tempest picks Zoey up and with one swift movement, lifts her in to the air and holds her for a few seconds before dropping her down with a two handed chokeslam! The sound of Zoey's body hitting the canvas echoes around the arena as Tempest moves in once more. Tempest lifts Zoey back to her feet.
Adams: Tempest has bad intentions here.
Tempest ignores the boos as she holds Zoey's hair back and brutally slamming a hard right hand in to Zoey's face. Zoey rocks backwards, but Tempest keeps hold of Zoey's hair. She pulls her back in, ducking her body and lifts Zoey on to her shoulders, causing the fans to gasp, before dropping her backwards with a Samoan drop! Tempest leans back on Zoey and Jasmine St John drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Zoey just kicks up!
Simone: That one was close!
Adams: Closer then my teeth to my lips.
Tempest looks frustrated as she pulls Zoey to her feet but Zoey wastes no time in reaching down and catching Tempest off guard and lifting her up and turning in a double A spinebuster!
Simone: That was out of nowhere.
Adams: It shows that the tide can turn at any given time in this one.
Zoey holds her back and gets to her feet, pulling Tempest up to her feet too. She wraps her arms around Tempest and lifts her over with an amazing vertical belly to belly suplex, drawing a gasp from the crowd! Zoey gets up, looking towards Tempest as she rolls away and stays on the attack by moving towards Tempest. Tempest slowly gets to her feet and Zoey somehow manages to pick her up in a scoop slam position, much to the crowds delight!
Adams: The pure power on this woman is scary!
Zoey lifts it up a notch by transitioning Tempest over her shoulder and starts to run and drops down with a powerslam!
Simone: That was unbelievable!
Zoey hooks the leg and Jasmine St John drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Tempest barely kicks up!
Adams: The crowd thought this was done and so did Zoey.
Zoey gets to her feet and steps back, getting in position.
Simone: I think Zoey is looking for the Picking Up Teeth.
Tempest gets to her feet and Belinda is correct as Zoey charges at Tempest, looking for the big boot but Tempest side steps and blasts a stiff kick in the Zoey's planted leg, forcing her to crumble to the canvas in pain. Tempest gets in front of her and puts Zoey in a powerbomb position.
Adams: There's no way she's gonna lift her up.
Tempest reaches down and lifts Zoey in a crucifix position!
Simone: No way!
Adams: Way dudette!
After a few seconds, Tempest drops her with a sitdown powerbomb!
Simone: Amazon Prime!
Tempest puts her legs over Zoey's shoulders and Jasmine St John drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner.... TEMPESSSSSSSSSSST!
Simone: We've just seen two of the biggest ladies in SCW go hammer and nail.
Adams: Tempest may have scored the win, but I think the fans won this one.
Many women were nominated for this award, yet two were at the very top. Two who absolutely loathed one another, and out of those two - only one emerged. That one being the (as of press time) reigning World Bombshell Champion, the dangerous and fearsome Masque! The mystery behind this woman and the way she is able to dismantle even the best placed her right at the top. Her feuds with both Roxi Johnson and Amber Ryan were feuds that made headlines across the world! But in both feuds, only one name remained standing when the smoke cleared. This year's top female - Masque!
The scene opens backstage at High Stakes XII where we see the Roulette Champion Miles Kasey and his challenger for tonight "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart waiting for their match type to be determined, the Roulette Wheel has a distinctly spooky feel to it this year, fitting as High Stakes XII is taking place the day before Halloween.
Simone: Earlier tonight we saw the Bombshell Roulette Championship be contested between the soon to be birthday girl Ariana Angelos and Seleana Zdunich in a Spider Web Match! Now it's the men's turn and as you may have guessed, the bosses have made up for the lack of Halloween show this year by having each match on the wheel be one of the traditional Halloween Special Matches!
Adams: Bill had some controversial comments about Mile's last challenger and Ariana's best friend in the whole wide world HB Carter who, we remind you, entered the Roulette Rules Match with a broken finger! Needless to say, neither Miles, Ariana nor Krystal took kindly to the allegations that Carter took a dive for Miles in that match!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready gentlemen?
The two men nod and Rocky spins the wheel, it goes around for a minute before finally stopping on............
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tonight's Men's roulette Title Match will be contested in a Graveyard Match!
Simone: Normally we see that match type in multiperson elimination matches but I think this is the first time we've seen it in a one-on-one setting.
Adams: Rules are simple really! Match takes place in a graveyard and the first one to toss their opponent in an open grave wins!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Good luck gentlemen!
The two men walk off to prepare for the match as the scene fades.
Simone: Welcome back to High Stakes XII and the second title match of the night! Miles Kasey has been impressive as champion since he won it from Alexander Raven at Violent Conduct VIII but tonight he faces an old foe in a graveyard match if he wants to make it out of tonight's show with the title, it's Miles Kasey defending the Roulette Title against "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!
Adams: Bill and Miles have clashed before but it was always Bill that came out on top, maybe now that he's defending a title Miles can turn his luck around?
Simone: This will be a good match! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Roulette Championship! Thanks to a spin of the wheel, we know that it'll be a Graveyard Match!
The crowd cheers as the titentron shows Miles arriving at the graveyard, title perched over his shoulder.
Justin: Introducing first, from Manchester, England weighing in at 215ibs, he is the reigning and defending SCW Roulette Champion, this is Miles Kasey!
Simone: Miles has defended that title in a Lumberjack Match, he even defended it in a Karaoke Catastrophe Match that turned the title match into a musical! But tonight, he defends the title in a graveyard!
Adams: I think Ariana said it best when she promoted her first match with Seleana, when the bosses want you to defend your title, your answer is "how high"!
Justin: Introducing the challenger!
Bill enters the graveyard next and knowing that there aren't any rules to the matchup aside from how to win he has come prepared with a shovel in hand.
Justin: From Lawrenceville, Georgia, weighing in at 240ibs, he is "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!
Simone: Bill has been Roulette Champion before and he lost the title in the now infamous 12 Labours of Hercules Match, a match that many where surprised didn't make the cut for Match of the Year with the rematch for the title being nominated instead!
Adams: He earned this shot by defeating The Troll, Alex Rush and Agostino Romano in a Fatal Four Way Pet Store Showdown Match which featured possibly the greatest parrot to ever appear on a wrestling program! Kinda weird that parrots have appeared more than once but I digress!
Dawn tries to call the two men to the centre of the graveyard to go over the rules with them but Bill instead charges and tries to attack Miles with his shovel, Miles leapfrogs over the attempt and Bill JUST BARELY stops himself from going into an open grave as Dawn calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And that match almost ended as soon as it started in what could've been a new record for High Stakes!
Adams: I think the real question is, would Bill have beaten the record previously set by Chloe Benton after Miles leapfrogged over him?
Bill clutches his chest once he realizes that he almost set a rather unfortunate record for himself but he doesn't get much of a chance to breathe a sigh of relief as Miles clobbers him in the back with the men's Roulette Title before trying to throw him in the grave, Bill quickly recovers from the attack from behind though as he delivers a pair of stiff elbows to the midsection of Miles before following that up with an uppercut to the jaw! Miles returns the favour and the two men engage in a brawl that takes them away from the grave.
Simone: Not even five minutes in and we've already had Miles try to end this match early by throwing Bill into the grave!
Adams: This is a tricky match type to navigate because by it's very nature, any traditional wrestling rules get thrown out the window!
Dawn rushes to keep up with the two men as they trade blows before they eventually come to the edge of the cemetery that's playing host to the match, here Bill nails Miles with a low blow before he rakes Miles's face against the cemetery gate for a good few minutes and then follows that up by ramming Miles face first into the gate knocking the champion down, however Bill soon realizes a major flaw in his plan, namely that he's nowhere near any of the open graves.
Bill: It's a monster mash Miles!
Simone: Did no-one tell Bill that he missed out on the Karaoke match against Miles by one defence?
Adams: I think we're all better off having never heard him singing!
Once Bill has finished his taunt he starts dragging Miles to the nearest open grave by his foot but the veteran doesn't even get halfway before Miles kicks him in the rear end a couple of times before managing to nail him with a low blow from behind! Bill doubles over clutching bis balls un pain before Miles gets back to his feet and, spying the shovel that Bill brought into the match earlier, he grabs it and starts walloping Bill with the shovel!
Miles: This is for saying Carter took a dive!
Simone: I know Krystal said that she'd buy Miles a round of drinks at the after party for beating the crap out of Bill, but shouldn't he focus on retaining the title.
Adams: Hey, I'd beat up Bill if it meant having a round of drinks with a member of the Bombshell Division.
Simone: Jason, Krystal's married to another woman, AND has a daughter!
Adams: So?
Miles actually manages to break the shovel over Bill's back in the onslaught of offence but the champ in apparently satisfied that he's done enough damage to throw Bill into the grave and retain the title, Miles still has a fair bit to go before he can reach any of the open graves however so he picks up Bill, grabs him by his head and waistline and starts dragging the challenger to the closest grave that he can see! Unfortunately for Miles this has given his challenger more than enough time to recover as he clobbers Miles in the back of the head with a stiff forearm.
Simone: It seems that neither Bill nor Miles have been able to maintain the advantage for long!
Adams: At least in a regular match they could make the other expend energy with pinfalls and submissions but that hasn't been the case in this match!
Bill spots a nearby grave and grins thinking that it's his lucky day as he drags Miles over to the grave only to find that it's one of the few graves that haven't been opened for the match! Bill doesn't let that stop him though as he grabs the tombstone and goes to hit Miles in the head with it! Fortunately for Miles he trips up Bill and locks him in a Triangle Choke and keeps it locked in even as Dawn tells him that he can't win the match that way!
Simone: You were saying about the lack of submissions Jason?
Adams: Just because Miles can't win the match with that Triangle Choke doesn't mean he can't wear down Bill with it! And let's be honest, this is a lot more preferable to Miles getting his head caved in by that Tombstone!
Miles keeps the choke locked in until Bill has apparently passed out and the champ lets go before he does a survey of the area looking for an open grave, he spots one that isn't too far from his current position and starts dragging Bill towards it looking to end the match and retain the title, however the significant weight advantage that Bill has over Miles proves to be the champ's detriment as Bill has more than enough time to nail Miles with a low blow before he locks in the Barnhart Shoulder Breaker!
Simone: BARNHART SHOULDER BREAKER! Is Bill about to become a 2X Roulette Champion?!
Adams: I don't think so, having it locked in is one thing but thanks to the match's rules he has to get Miles in the grave to win!
Miles is indeed tapping to the Barnhart Shoulder Breaker but Dawn's hands are tied because she can't call for the bell as she'd do in a regular math, realizing this Bill starts walking towards a grave whilst keeping Miles elevated until Bill reaches the grave and subsequently back suplexes Miles into it! Bill manages to land in such a way that he manages to avoid falling into the grave after Miles and Dawn calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Justin: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWW SCW ROULETTE CHAMPION, "BULLDOG" BILL BARNHART!
Simone: Bill has done it, he is a 2x Roulette Champion!
Adams: Meaning he's about to enter the new year with a huge ego boost! Commiserations to Miles for being a fighting champion and giving Bill a hell of a fight!
Bill celebrates with his newly won title as Dawn helps Miles out of the grave.
Team Hero. J2H and Melody Grace. Ty West and Fenris. These are but a handful of couples who either entered the sport together or found one another during their foray into Sin City Wrestling. This year, one couple stood out above all the rest - both inside of the ring and out - that being Amber Ryan and Mac Bane. Both Amber and Mac reigned at the top of their respective divisions and were the Mixed Tag titles not dormant, we have no doubts those gold belts would have also been firmly around their respective waists. Whether inside the ring or out, Amber and Mac always have each other's backs and in 2022, stood tall above the rest.
On a crumbling, chipped concrete wall running around the perimeter of the parking lot next to the Michelob Ultra Arena, the Bombshells' World Champion carefully hops from slab-to-slab, a heel held in each outstretched hand for balance as she moves barefoot. The bassy thrum of revving engines marks a steady stream of goods trucks hauling all the equipment required for a very, very high game of High Stakes only a few hours from now.
Overhead, the late afternoon sun tracks across Sin City but shows none of its secrets. The glare of the daylight reflects off the roof of an old 1989 Pontiac Grand Am that is entering the parking area, catching her eye. Thanks to Masque's attention to detail, she also gets a glimpse of the personalized Maryland plate that reads "GODLY1".
Slowly, she meanders along the broken wall, following the wavering concrete until it passes behind the car in question.
The trunk opens with an audible pop before the driver's side door opens and Masque's male counterpart, SCW World Heavyweight Champion, "Godly" Ken Davison, expectedly steps out of the vehicle. He stretches before walking over and reaching in to grab his gear out of the rear of the car. He reaches up and closes the boot, turning around and almost stumbling back onto the Grand Am as he is greeted, if you could use the word, by his current nemesis.
Masque: Mister Davison ...
She hops down the short distance onto the warm asphalt. Raising her prosthetic, she traces the path of the chromework along the edge of the boot with a plastic finger. Bright blue eyes flick up to look at his.
Masque: I am so glad to see you again.
Her attention flits between the World Heavyweight Champion and the Grand Am.
Masque: My Songbird drove a beautiful car too ... I almost wish I could drive ...
She cocks her head to the side.
Masque: But I think it is too late for that.
Davison: I'm not doing this right now. I have to worry about Finn Whelan tonight. You want to get through to Amber Ryan? Go mess with Mac. I'm not even sure what is going on with my marriage because of that stunt you pulled with the chloroform.
Ken nods his head up and down, seeming to actually approve of the tried and true method of subdual.
Davison: Old Faithful, we used to call it.
Ken squints as the glare of the sun hits him from a passing car, snapping him back into reality.
Davison: First, my wife decides to show up here, soi I have to keep her near me to make sure you can't get to her and you did nothing! And I knew you wouldn't do anything because I know that you know that sometimes the anticipation of something we fear is worse than fear itself. Then, because Amber made me promise not to let Kyra get hurt, I got into this huge fight because I wanted her to listen to me and stay away when I should have realized that as Amber's best friend, you wouldn't touch her anyway. Right? That whole promise not to hurt her loved ones thing.
Ken stops and realizes he's carrying on long a madman. He looks over at Masque and can only imagine a smile on her face, even though he has no idea what it actually looks like.
Davison: Which is why you won't go after Mac. DAMMIT! Why am I telling you all of this?!
Ken kicks the rear tire of the Pontiac in frustration.
She says nothing for several, long moments. Instead, she just watches the World Heavyweight Champion let loose. As the car shakes at the impact of his foot with the tyre, she glances down at the metal underneath her plastic hand.
Masque: I cannot feel anything, with this ...
She cycles the fingers of her prosthetic in a serpentine fashion, rhythmic as they whine with the effort of the servomotors buried in its wrist.
Masque: I can sense pressure as the built-in transducers convert pressure into voltages, and my brain makes some sense of what they are trying to convey, but ... I cannot feel. It is not hot, it is not hard. It might as well exist as something conceptual instead ...
She reaches out with her only remaining god-given hand, trailing a forefinger down Davison's shoulder.
Masque: But, of course, I can still feel ...
She cocks her head to the side.
Masque: You are correct – I am sworn to uphold an agreement I made with my Resplendent Hurricane to respect those she professes to love. I cannot lift a hand, real or otherwise, against them. Not directly. However, I do understand your frustrations.
She looks away for a moment.
Masque: It is difficult to be alone at the summit, looking down at those that would do you harm so readily, is it not? So many wish ill of me. Perhaps you simply wish to cleanse yourself of your frustrations and confide in someone who understands ...
Her voice climbs an octave.
Masque: Do not worry. I will see Mister Bane later. I have so much to talk with him about.
She circles around Davison.
Masque: Have you thought any further about our song? I would so dearly love for you to sing it with me. Do you remember the words?
Slowly, she leans in and rises up on the tips of her toes to whisper into his ear.
Masque: I sang it with chloroform. Do you remember?
Davison: Oh, I remember it well. As Billy Joel so eloquently put it, "They're sharing a drink they call loneliness, But it's better than drinkin' alone." But, let's say, hypothetically, that I were to join you in this proverbial duet. Why would I shift my paradigm? What could be so important to me that I risk losing my wife, my family and my friends? I've already managed to alienate myself at home, I'd much rather mend that bridge than burn it.
Ken lets out a loud sigh before hefting his bag over his shoulder, making it a point to break the nearly hypnotic eye contact with Masque. He starts to walk off, but can't help himself, spinning around leaning down so they are practically nose to mask. His voice is distraught, frantic, you could even say panic-stricken.
Davison: I'm tired of playing your games. I'm tired of being the man who stands up for people who won't show up. At least when her asshole father disappeared, it was only for two months. I don't know what you want. Okay? You win. I tap. You want me to grab a towel out of my bag and throw it? I will. You fucking broke me. Alright? You win. I'm done. I'm just fucking done.
Ken begins to walk away in earnest
A single hand reaches out and gently clasps his shoulder, urging him to stop.
Masque: We are playing together. This is not my game ...
She catches up, still barefoot to walk alongside.
Masque: It is ours. Besides ... Is this what you really wish to be? Is how you present yourself to your wife, your family, your friends what truly lurks inside? You have caged yourself to present a more acceptable visage but it is not who you really are. I have seen the power lurking underneath and I only wish to give it room to breathe, to grow.
Cocking her head to the side, the World Bombshells' Champion looks up at the bright blue sky.
Masque: I am not looking for submission. I am looking for an equal. A King ...
Davison stops and looks Masque dead in the eye with a confidence that he hadn't shown up to this point.
Davison: Why would I lower myself to be a lowly King when I, myself, am a God?
Davison's response is direct, succinct, and most importantly, assured. There is a power to his tone that was missing at the beginning of this conversation.
Davison: All I want is to take care of my family. I don't care who or what I have to go through to do so. They wanted me to go through Mac Bane? I went through Mac Bane. They wanted me to go through Alexander Raven? I went through Alexander Raven. They want me to go through Kendamned Finn Whelan? I'm going to go through Finn Whelan. You want to know my song?
Ken looks down at Masque, no longer intimidated, as though he's tapped into something inside of himself that we've only seen glimpses of.
Davison: Then listen as I give Finn Whelan song beautiful music for him to die to.
Ken begins walking into the arena, as the lithe form of his Bombshells' opposite watches in silence. He takes a few steps and turns around.
Davison: Are you coming, or what?
Dipping her head, she takes a single long leap forward and settles into step beside the World Heavyweight Champion.
Masque: Of course. I thought you would never ask.
Drew Patton stands inside of the ring, ready to officiate the upcoming Grudge Match. Justin Decent steps forward and raises the microphone to begin the introductions...
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one fall to a finish! Introducing first...!
Plumes of smoke billow forth into the arena as the energetic opening the chipmunk mod of "Party up (Up in here)" by DMX screams in a high-pitched shriek through opposing speakers. The jumbotron flickers to life with hazy images of a pair of grapplers facing off in the ring, spectators shrieking and gesturing in excitement. The silhouettes on screen continue to grapple for position, the pair slowly coming into focus revealing the duo as two women locked in gladiatorial embrace. One takes a step back on the mat, strands of long blonde hair draping over sinewy shoulders as the fair skinned vituperator signals her opponent to come after her with a single finger. The other woman quickly obliges by rushing in to attempt a side kick but her leg is caught mid-flight at the ankle by the blonde who twists her body forcing the aggressor to fall chest first to the canvass and allowing her to spin over onto the victim's back securing a da
ling heel hook. The hireling is forced to surrender during which the screen closes in on the perspiry face of the victor.Justin: from "The Snake Pit" Wigan, Greater Manchester, England! Please welcome back to Sin City Wrestling - "Cardiac" Cat RILEY!!!
Cat Riley emerges through the smoke at the top of the entrance ramp, Cat's steely blue eyes focused on the ring ahead while stepping into the aisle and her lips twisted into a menacing snarl. The simple black, logo-less ball cap facing backwards atop her head is reached for by an overzealous fan that is thwarted by security. Cat descends the rampway and heads straight for the ring, her very resolve focused on the ring straight ahead of her – which is why it is such a shock when the fans scream in alarm...!
Adams: LOOK OUT!
As Crystal Zdunich comes charging from the back and clobbers her from behind!
Adams: Damn it! Leave it to crystal to take the low road!
Cat is sent flying face-first to the ringside floor where Crystal grabs her by the hair and whips her hard into the ring steps, with a resounding crash! Crystal then wraps her arms around Cat's upper body and plows her back against the barricade that separates the fans from the action!
Simone: Crystal is truly a heinous individual! She knows full well the amateur wrestling talent of Cat Riley and she wanted a distinct advantage and she's taking it!
Crystal drags Cat up by the hair, kicking her prized ballcap a good distance away, and she rolls her inside of the ring and follows in right after.
Simone: Oh, sure! Now that Crystal has done her damage, she's all too willing to begin this match!
Crystal eggs the referee to begin the match and Drew has little alternative but to comply as he calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
And Crystal goes right to work, continuing with the dirty tactics as she drags the surprised Cat Riley up by her blonde hair and she snapmares her over once, twice, THREE times using only her hair as a handle! Crystal then stands on Cat's hair and pulls on her arms, arching her back up high and tearing away at her scalp! Drew issues his warning to Crystal and begins his count against her - Crystal taunting the referee by counting right along with him...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Before she lets go and steps back. Cat rolls over to her hands and knees, struggling to recover and Crystal starts to read her the riot act, standing above her and generally taunting her. Crystal then slaps Cat across the head once, then twice. Cat starts to rise and Crystal proceeds to pie face her back down to the mat. Crystal then grabbed Cat and dragged her up and sent her into the corner and she then charged right in after her but Cat brought up an elbow, connecting straight to the face of the former multi-time champion! Crystal staggers back on her feet, holding her face! Cat charges forward for a lariat but crystal ducks under! Cat races into the ropes and comes off the far side of the ring to which Crystal brings a boot up to deliver a kick... only Cat puts on the brakes and catches her boot!
Simone: Oh dear!
Adams: Oh I do like where this is going!
Crystal holds up her hands, begging off as she hops on her one foot. Cat then sweeps her leg out from under her, taking her down to her back! Cat then somersaults over her, rolling through and she stands, scooping Crystal up onto her shoulders in a fireman's carry but the cagey veteran reaches around and digs her fingers into Cat's eyes!
Simone: And yet AGAIN bending the rule book is how Crystal gets out of these predicaments!
Cat staggers back, holding her eyes as Drew warns Crystal who sticks her hand up in the referee's face ala "Talk to the hand!" much to the disgust of the fans who boo her viciously! Crystal brushes past Drew and grabs Cat but Cat Riley suddenly collapses to her knees, taking Crystal by the arm and throws her over to the mat in a fireman's carry takedown! Crystal slams her fists onto the mat and she gets up and charges at Cat who throws her right back over with an arm drag! Crystal staggers to her feet and Cat leaps into her arms for a takedown but Crystal puts on the brakes and deposits her on the outside of the ring, dropping her to the apron. Crystal goes for an attempted right hand, but Cat blocks it with a forearm and she rolls back over the ropes, throwing Crystal again over with a double arm drag. Cat however holds on this time and she has Crystal pinned face down with a hammerlock! Crystal screams in pain and pounds the mat with a clenched fist, snarling at Drew who asks her if she is ready to give it up! Cat keeps hold of the hammerlock and spins around on Crystal's back until she resumes the float over position and she then somersaults over into a bridge, arching her back and putting even FURTHER pressure into the hold with the additional leverage!
Adams: Aw hell! Look at the extension Cat has on that hammerlock!
Simone: Cat Riley is not your average professional wrestler! She utilizes her amateur background into a professional style and she could very easily pop crystal's shoulder right out of its socket!
Crystal SCREAMS at the level of pain as it feels like her shoulder is about to be torn right from its socket! Crystal starts to use her free arm to drag herself closer toward the ropes and she uses her free arm to extend and reach, but just before her fingertips can touch, Cat rolls back and transitions in one fluid movement to a head and arm harness hold, maintaining control over her opponent.
Adams: You know I was half expecting Cat to come into this match and just start pounding away on Crystal!
Simone: That may very well still happen but first Cat prefers to do things the right way and prove a good wrestler will defeat a good fighter any day.
But somehow, finally in this new position, Crystal is able to extend her leg and the very tip of her boot's toe gets to the ropes and even then, Drew is forced to make the break!
Simone: Are you KIDDING me? She's BARELY touching the ropes!
Drew issues his count against a reluctant Cat...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
And Cat breaks rather than risk a disqualification. Drew ushers Cat back a few steps as Crystal sits back against the ropes, holding her shoulder in obvious pain. Cat finally tires of waiting and she moves past Drew and makes a grab for crystal, but the ring veteran grabs her by the tights and hauls her out of the ring, dumping her through the ropes and harshly to the ringside floor!
Simone: This is where a competitor like Cat Riley does NOT want to be!
Adams: especially against someone like Crystal Zdunich!
Crystal feigns innocence as she "allows" Drew to back her away from the ropes. Drew then turns and begins to issue his count against Cat on the outside of the ring...!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
By now, Cat has pulled herself to her feet against the barrier and she staggers toward the ring - when Crystal suddenly runs up the near corner and she LEAPS off, laying Cat out with a death defying missile dropkick!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Simone: Holy sh– indeed! That was a missile dropkick from twenty feet in the air!
Adams: Love her or hate her, THAT is why Crystal Zdunich is one of SCW's best!
Drew has to resume his count from the beginning since Crystal broke it...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Crystal manages to stagger back into the ring!
EIGHT!
NINE!
And Cat just BARELY dives back onto the ring, just in time!
Adams: Oh thank god! I didn't want it to end that way!
Simone: Nobody did!
Crystal is angry, clearly accusing Drew of a deliberate slow count! Crystal pounces on Cat, throwing hammering forearm blows overhead into her back! Crystal then drags her to her feet and attempts a short-arm clothesline but Cat ducks into it and Crystal spins around and nails the Chick Kick!
Simone: Flashing Lights!
Cat goes down and Crystal with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Cat kicks out!
The crowd cheers as Crystal's mouth is open as wide as her eyes! Crystal jumps to her feet and confronts Drew who insists that it was a count of two! The two argue as Cat slowly recovers on the mat thanks to Crystal's own distraction. Crystal turns back around and Cat CLOBBERS her with a discus double axe handle! Crystal goes down but when Cat makes a move over her, Crystal kicks her down to the mat with both feet! Both women are back up and Cat ducks behind her for a rear waist lock takedown but Crystal reaches down and sweeps her leg out from under her! Crystal goes for a Figure 4 leg lock but this time it is Cat who kicks her away and down to the mat with both feet! The two women return to their feet and Cat again tries for a rear waist lock and again, Crystal reaches down to trip her up, but this time Cat pulls her arms through and drops down into a Backlund cradle!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner - CAT RILEY!!!
The crowd cheers as Cat runs around the ring in celebration as Crystal looks dejected on the mat!
Adams: Cat wins! Cat wins!
Simone: And Crystal has only herself to blame as she allowed herself to get distracted and Cat was able to use her wits to pull that cradle combination from out of nowhere!
Cat stands in the corner, pointing toward the stage where Christian Underwood has emerged and he is applauding and gives his "Kitty Cat" a beaming smile and a thumbs up!
Professional wrestlers are, as a whole, the hallmark of this business. They are the ones competing inside of the ring, putting their bodies and livelihoods at risk and all for the entertainment of the fans. But outside of the ring, standing by their wrestler's side, are the driving force behind the athletes themselves; the managers. They handle the business side of things - travel, contract negotiations, hotels, and in some instances, compete as a wrestler themselves. And while his brother was sidelined for over three months due to being blinded, Aron Baltasarsson's name remained in the minds of the SCW Universe as one of the more caring and consistent managers on the roster. Enough so that he walks away with this prestigious award for the fourth time since his arrival in SCW.
Backstage, SCW Security is seen talking amongst each other for the moment. But they get interrupted by a throat clearing. They turn and see a woman with Jet Black hair, her eyes closed as one of them speaks
Security Guy 1: Ummm, may I help you?
?: Yes, I want to see Keira.
The second security guy gets confused by this and asks
Security Guy 2: I'm sorry, fans aren't allowed to see the SCW Bombshells til after the sh--
The woman grabs the guy by the throat as she opens her eyes, showing Red Dots for eyes. The first one sees it and screams out
Security Guy 1: Wh-SIN!?
"Sin": Yes, you Fools! I have returned. Bring me dear Keira or I shall rip his head off and--
?: Ahem...
"Sin" hears it and lets go. She turns and sees Keira standing there, decked out in ring gear as she looks at her. Keira looks as well, almost not impressed.
Keira: So, Sin. You're back. Two years is a long time.
"Sin": Yes, it is. Now, my dear Keira. I'd say why don't you join me, but I'm just here to make you bow to me! Once you bow, the world will fear me once mo--
Keira goes and punches "Sin" in the gut, making her cough. One of the dots comes out of her eyes, landing on the floor, showing it was a contact. Keira grabs "Sin" by the hair and lifts her head up a bit. She removes the other contact, saying
Keira: Hi, Taylor.
The woman known as Taylor Parker growls at Keira, shouting out
Taylor: D-Damn you, Keira! Because of you, you ruined me! I should be in this business. I'm better than all these idiots in SCW alone! I'm better than you, I'm better than Roxi. I'M BETTER THAN JESSIE SALCO AND MERCEDES VARGAS! You old hags don't deserve to continue on. Hell, even the current gen should be bowing down to me! I AM PERFECTION! I AM TAYLOR PARKER! I AM--
Keira: Getting on my last damn nerve! Good thing I was warned ahead of time. I made sure everyone in SCW knew about this stunt. If anything, I do need a quick warm up before my match tonight.
Taylor: What do you mean--
Keira pushes Taylor out of the way and kicks her in the gut. She lifts her and hits a Final Sin, making Taylor land hard on the floor. Taylor was knocked out by this as Keira says
Keira: What a waste of talent. Least Cassie is improving on her manners.
Keira stands and looks at the security guys, saying
Keira: Can you get this trash out of the arena? If Mark or Christian say anything. Tell them I'll handle any backlash from it.
The guys nod as they help Taylor up and take her to the outside. Keira sighs a bit as she says
Keira: Least I can train the future to not be like her. But I still weep for others. What a waste. Just another Kayla Richards in the making, another piece of useless trash.
Keira walks off as the scene fades
The camera cuts to ringside and Jason Adams and Belinda Simone.
Adams: Next up, the match for the Bombshell Internet championship.
Simone: This match is going to be electric. Both the challenger and the champion could walk out of this match with the belt.
The camera cuts to Justin who brings the microphone to his lips after climbing into the ring.
Justin:The following match is scheduled for one fall...and is for the Bombshell Internet title...Introducing first...
Arena goes dark as the ominous tones of New Years Day's "Shut up" begins to blare. The entrance lights up as does the video screen that shows, climbing up a set of stairs we see with each step taken a different footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kickpads. The roar comes over the sound system as we see Bella standing on top of the entrance. She stands wearing her wrestling gear along with a ring jacket with the hood up and starts making her way to the ring. Towards the end of the chorus she hops up on the ring side and climbs to the second rope, drops the hood of the jacket with a smirk and a wink as the song fades out.
Justin: From New York City, Bella Madison!
Simone: Bella Madison is looking at making a splash tonight and win herself the bombshell internet title.
Adams: And Justin is about to announce her opponent and the bombshell internet champion.
The voice of Kayla Richards gives way to the opening guitar riff of Bad Omens "Like a Villian" The lights flash from being on and bright to dark and switching between a dark purple and red. Kayla Richards steps out onto the stage in her gear, a black leather jacket over it, her long hair flowing down as she makes her way to the ring, she runs and slides up and across the apron on one knee before getting into the ring and putting both her hands in the air, one crossed over the other to make a "K" with her fingers before they turn into a double bird and move down to a fingergun pose pointed at the crowd.
Justin: She is the current Bombshell Internet champion, from Norwich, England, Kayla Richards!
Adams: The champion is looking ready to defend her belt tonight and that might not be a good thing for Bella Madison.
Simone: Kayla may look ready but that doesn't mean she should underestimate Bella Madison tonight.
Justin leaves the ring and the referee motions for the bell.
Simone: Here we go Jason!
DING DING DING!
Both women move into the center of the ring. The pair back away and begin to circle. Kayla lunges in with a grappling move but Bella quickly ducks under the grab and races for the ropes to rebound off them charging in with a shoulder block. The impact with Kayla sends Bella to the mat. Kayla laughs as she reaches down and pulls Bella to her feet with one hand. Picking her up, Kayla uses a scoop slam that has Bella arching in pain. Kayla pushes Bella to the mat and leans down with one hand to hold her in a pin. Bella kicks out quickly and rolls away as Kayla smiles at Jacob Summers who motions for the one count. She turns to go after Bella who hits a dropkick on the woman. Kayla staggers backwards and brings her hand up to her face checking for blood. Seeing none, she charges towards Bella who had backed up to the ropes. Seeing the young woman coming at her, Bella drops as she pulls down the top rope which sends Kayla to the floor. Kayla lands on the floor and then against the barricade. Arching her back, she fights her way to her feet as Bella moves to the ropes and holds them open for Richards to come back into the ring. Kayla watches cautiously as she climbs on the apron as Bella bounces on the middle rope in invitation. Richards climbs inside and then nods in respect to Bella. The pair once more circle then lock up in a collar and elbow tie up that neither woman can leverage enough until Kayla turns enough to force Bella into a headlock that she chains into a hammerlock that brings Bella up on her toes.
Adams: Kayla slowing the match down and preventing Bella from getting some speed
Bella fights her way to the ropes and puts one foot through them to break the hold. Kayla lets go and holds her hands up as she backs away from Bella who steps back into the ring and begins to shake some feeling into the arm that had been hammerlocked. Kayla moves towards Bella who holds up her hands in a bid for stopping Richards which has the woman stop and straighten up. Bella uses a bit of the distraction to grab the arm of Richards and whips her into the corner before rushing in and hitting a monkey flip on Kayla that sends her skidding along the canvas into the middle of the ring. Arching her back, Kayla brings a hand to her lower back in pain as she fights to her hands and knees. Bella rushes off the ropes and hits a bulldog on the slowly rising Kayla. Richards bounces off the canvas and flops to her stomach. She reaches up to her face and curls into a fetal position. Bella rolls over then quickly crawls towards the downed Richards and rolls her up for a three count but Kayla is able to force her shoulder up before Jacob Summers can count the three. Bella sits back on her heels and slaps at the mat unhappily then gets to her feet.
Simone: Frustration setting in for Bella.
Kayla rolls to the ropes and reaches up to the middle rope to pull herself up to her knees. Bella gets to her feet and moves towards Kayla who pushes herself up to her feet then towards Bella. Kayla is caught by Bella but manages to twist through the hold then catches the neck of Bella and hits a neckbreaker that has Bella grabbing her head in pain and kicking at the mat. Kayla sits up slowly as she is slower in the ring. Bella moves to her hands and knees. Richards gets to her feet first and then moves towards Bella who she picks up by her wrist and then pulls her into a headlock against her side then throws the arm of Bella over her shoulder then hits a snap suplex on Bella that has her arching in pain on the mat. Kayla rolls over and pins Bella to the mat but only gets a two. Kayla gets to her feet and pulls Bella up as well. Richards attempts to pull her in again for a belly to belly suplex but Bella blocks it before turning the hold into a suplex of her own. Both women lay on the mat breathing heavily as Jacob Summers checks on both and begins a count. Bella is first to her feet with a hand at her back. Kayla also makes her way out of the ring where she leans against the ring apron to try to recover.
Adams: Both of these women are going above and beyond in this match.
Simone: From the looks of it, the first person to make a mistake will be the first to lose.
Bella reaches over and through the ropes to grab Kayla by the head and pulls her up into the ring. Bella fights to get Kayla into the ring where she can pull her up and into a fishermans suplex that Jacob Summers drops to count but Kayla kicks out at two. Bella releases the hold as Kayla rolls to the side. Bella rushes to the corner then climbing the turnbuckles, she straightens up on the top turnbuckle as Kayla slowly gets to her feet. Turning to face the corner where Bella has climbed to the top, Kayla is surprised by a flying Bella who drops her with a missile dropkick. Bella rolls to her hands and knees quickly as Richards moves to roll to the ropes. Kayla pulls herself up slowly as Bella approaches her to grab her by the wrist and whips her into the opposite ropes only to catch her with a kick to the midsection when Richards rebounds off the opposite ropes. Bella bounces off the ropes and then hits the neckbreaker that sends Kayla to the mat. Bella gets to her feet and watches as Kayla rolls on the mat and tries to get up to her feet where she staggers slowly. Suddenly, Bella is able to hit her Ashes to Ashes finisher on Richards who is sent spinning to the mat near the ropes. Bella moves to roll up Kayla but when she does, Richards manages to put her foot on the bottom rope. Bella sits back and then pulls Kayla away from the ropes and once more pins her to the mat.
ONE!
Adams: Kayla Richards is down from Bella's finisher but she is moving.
TWO!
Adams: Oh my God, Kayla Richards has rolled Bella over and is pulling her to her feet...
Kayla stands in the middle of the ring where she is holding Bella's head against her waist. Smirking at the fans, she tightens the hold then locks in a dragon sleeper that has Bella fighting hard to get to the ropes to break the hold but Kayla taunts her with a shake of her hips. Bella reaches out for the ropes which are only inches away but Kayla pulls her back. Locking in the sleeper, Kayla drops to the mat and locks her legs around the body of Madison who is fighting hard to reach the ropes. Richards arches back forcing Bella to slump slightly. Kayla grins as she loosens the hold for a moment letting Bella to catch her breath and start to fight again.
Simone: Kayla Richards has locked on the Ghostlock on Bella Madison.
Kayla once more locks in the hold tight and Bella's fight begins to slow as Summers leans down to check on her. Raising the hand of Bella Madison, he watches as the hand droops then falls to the mat. Jacob pulls her hand up again and once more it drops to the mat. He pulls it up a third time and it stays raised but then slowly drops to the mat a final time. Turning to the side, Jacob motions for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, and STILL the Bombshell Internet champion...Kayla Richards!
Kayla drops Bella with a sneer and gets to her feet to hold out her hand for the belt that Jacob has retrieved from ringside.
Adams: Kayla Richards wins tonight and keeps her title reign intact
Simone: But it wasn't easy. Bella Madison gave her quite the fight.
Kayla holds up her belt as Jacob checks on Bella who has managed to sit up holding her neck. He helps Madison out of the ring as Kayla climbs the turnbuckles to hold the title up high.
Some men and women feed off the positive energy of the fans and go out of their way to ensure that they are happy. Many do this willingly and knowingly, rarely straying from the rulebook and taking every opportunity to make certain that the fans leave the shows with memories that they will cherish forever. This year, two names stand out above all the others...
Roxi Johnson, how can there be anyone else BUT this wildly popular veteran and multi-time champion to stand at the top of the popularity peak? With her success rate inside of the ring and standing tall against some of the most hated and feared competitors, to remaining after shows posing for pictures and signing autographs, Roxi is one of the chief reasons why SCW has been such a success as a whole and has a reputation many aspire to follow.
The other name might come as a surprise when it really shouldn't. The world loves the underdog story, and who in 2022 has been a bigger underdog than the timidly polite Chloe Benton? Poor Chloe came to SCW with little to no training and it showed as she took loss after loss in every match but one - and that win was purely by accident. Still, despite being disheartened, she never gave up and continued to try and THAT is a reason why fans took her to heart. And with her attack and injury at the hands of Crystal Zdunich, the entire SCW Universe wishes Chloe well and hopes for her eventual return.
Backstage, a former SCW World Heavweight Champion pushes open the door of his dressing room and steps through – letting the warped wooden door slam shut against its frame with a resounding bang. Groping for the switch, Mac brings a sickly bulb swinging limply to life overhead, bathing the whitewashed concrete walls in yellow. Dropping a holdall down on the floor, he frowns and steps forward to get a better look at the object set down directly underneath the lamp above.
Stooping down, he pulls the all-too-familiar form of the Bombshells' World Championship in close by its sweat-stained leather strap, tipping its shining centre faceplate up to reflect his own face girt by some crude outline of a heart ... Painted red.
His teeth grit together, as a vision of the end of the match several weeks ago between its holder and his wife's former protege, Avalon Blackthorn, flash through his mind. The sight of the Champion, daubing a crude heart in her blood–
Masque: Hello, Mister Bane.
The tall, lithe form of that Champion steps out from the dark bathroom beyond. Barefoot, wearing nothing more than a simple crimson-coloured summer dress. Long platinum-blonde hair spills down around her shoulders, framing a porcelain face twisted by an exaggerated and twisted smile cut into the composite.
Bright blue eyes stay fixed as she circles closer.
Masque: How is your wife?
Mac studies her for a moment and shakes his head, exhaling through his nose.
Mac Bane: Funny you should ask. She told me about the visit with you.The plastic fingers of her prosthetic begin to flex, serpentine and whining with motorised effort. She watches him for several moments, stepping out into the wider dressing room.
Masque: I thought she would, I suppose there are no secrets between a Man and his Wife. I cannot say I really understand ...
She pauses, dropping down onto one knee beside the Bombshells' World Championship still draped across the floor.
Masque: Is it always like that? Is how she made me feel how she makes you feel all of the time?
Taking a deep breath, she exhales softly.
Masque: It is intoxicating.
He smiled at her, waving it off.
Mac: not really, when she did that with you, it didn't mean anything to her.
For a few seconds, she remains on the ground – attention focused on the title belt. When she looks up, her blue eyes have narrowed.
Masque: I thought you would say that. Maybe you are right ...
She stands, and closes the distance until she stands in front of Mac.
Masque: But there are things that cannot be so easily invented. The smell of her perfume, the thud of her heart against her chest – the excitement – as she leaned in. I know you see it in your mind's eye. She is surprisingly gentle ...
Masque lets her eyes roll closed.
Masque: I do not think I will ever forget the way she made me feel.
Mac almost stifles a chuckle, shaking his head he begins dressing himself. He keeps his back turned to her.
Mac: it's a simple truth really, that's what she told me. The more important aspect is that you saying that really doesn't explain your actions in the ring.
Sweeping her legs in underneath, the Bombshell sits up on her knees.
Masque: If you are referring to the match against Miss Blackthorn ... Let me remind you that she struck me first – with a steel chair, if I recall correctly. As a former Champion, I expect that you understand I was obligated to appear, to be seen to be able to fight, if required. Miss Blackthorn decided to ignore your wife's wishes. Miss Blackthorn decided she wished to compete.
She places her hands on her thighs.
Masque: Tell me, if roles were reversed ... Would you have stayed away? Still, we have reached an accord. My Resplendent Hurricane's former protege is hungry to learn, and I have a lesson or two I think she would benefit from. I appreciate her enthusiasm, her drive. It reminds me of someone ...
Mac finally pulls his white shirt on over his head. Hooking his thumbs in his belt, he shakes his head.
Mac: as for Ava, you were supposed to cancel that match. If it had been me, I would have stayed away, because that was the agreement. That was my word. Simple truth, ya know? Of course you do, you knew what was going to happen when you walked out there. Easy to justify when you know basic human psychology.
He turns his back on her once again in order to grab something out of his bag.
She crosses the short distance between them, craning her neck slightly to present her plastic face to Mac's ear.
Masque: I was "supposed" to? I am not on the payroll of Oblivion Garage. I am not yours to command and control. You are beginning to sound like my Songbird – telling me how I should behave. What I should do. Trying to manipulate me, make me feel unworthy. Lesser. I do not like it.
Her voice drops low to a sibilant, drawn-out whisper.
Masque: Deep down, you know that she is never going to recover. You know she is broken, forever. The way she cradles that limp arm. The scar across her throat. I have touched her and changed her forever. All your wisdom and world-weary experience counted for nothing when it mattered. Do not worry, I will not let Miss Blackthorn turn out like she did.
Mac raises back up and looks at her with his head cocked to the side.
Mac: she's far from broken, you can keep telling yourself that garbage all you want. Another simple truth, that was your agreement with Amber. She make you feel a certain way and you would not go through with the match. Symantec reasoning though right?
He pauses for a moment and smiles.
Mac: you've also invaded my personal space in order to escalate this issue. Making veiled threats and such. I've made no attempts to manipulate you as you claim.
He doesn't move out of harm's way, he just smiles at her. That's when they both swing at the same time.
The impact catches the World Bombshells' Champion upside the temple just as her prosthetic connects with Mac's jaw, forcing her head to snap aside as she topples over. Her free hand breaks the worst extent of the fall and as she lands, she sweeps a long leg out in an irresistible arc that looks to take the much larger man's feet out from underneath.
Rolling onto her front, she climbs up to one knee, running fingers along the fractured ceramic where the edge of her mask has buckled and broken under the strength of his hit.
Masque: You hit just as hard as I remember ...
Getting his balance back in check Mac grunts as he rubs his temple.
Mac: aye as do you.
Standing face to face, Mac moves back in, as she tries the sweep again. He anticipates it and drives the knee towards her mask.
This time, the ceramic cracks with an audible whip-snap, breaking off the entire top right quadrant of her mask and leaving a rapidly bruising temple turning to purple and a single blue eye completely exposed. Letting the force of the impact continue to roll her back, Masque teeters on the flat of her shoulders for a moment and then launches herself back to sitting upright, by driving out a single foot to crash against Mac's shin as he looks to follow up the hard knee.
Masque: Hit me again.
His knee buckles slightly and he complies with her request as he lashes out with a hard right hand.
Mac: get up and fight!
He yells at her with such ferocity that it surprises her and himself.
Pushing up from the concrete, Masque steps forward into another hard shot against the jawline. From underneath the broken composite face over her own, streams of red run under her chin and drip down to stain the floor in pools. She balls the hard plastic fingers of her prosthetic and drives it into Mac's gut with all the force she can manage, struggling to stay on her feet.
Masque: ... Fight ...
Doubled over with a hand clutching his stomach, the former World Heavyweight Champion looks up, grits his teeth, and obliges.
Alerted by the commotion, a half-dozen – soon an even dozen – security guards flood through the doorway, at first trying to drag the sparring pair apart before settling on risking their own well-being as a solid mass of bodies arranged in-between. Both Mac and Masque continue to circle, occasionally giving two or three guards the slip or simply shoving them out of the way but never able to quite overcome the combined mass to hit each other with impunity.
Still, they try.
The End?
There is only one, despite the many assigned by man and woman alike.
The End.
It's the only time peace is allowed into the mind and heart of people like us. Warriors, Vagrants, Despots and Legends in no mind other than our own.
No Godly word written upon any Page will be the Bane of my existence anymore. The Masque has slipped, revealing what and who I am.
You could have ended me, given me the gift of My End.
But now? Now, i'll just need to be...
The End.
The camera goes back to the announce team.
Adams: What was that?
Simone: I.... I don't know.
Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...
Judas by Fozzy hits as Chris Page walks down to the ring in the most incredibly vanilla way possible..
Justin Decent: Now coming to the ring, standing 6'4 and weighing in at 248 pounds...he is Chronic Chris Page...
Justin Decent: About to enter the arena, standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 239 pounds!!!
The words fade as we hear the Church bells cling before the guitar riff starts playing along with the choir singing. The music builds up to where finally Corey Taylor can be heard. The name Goth emerges upon the titan tron, but the man only walks out after Corey Taylor can be heard screaming the words: "I'm finally holding on to letting go!!" As explosions go off on the side of the entrance stage. Goth stares at the crowd as his fiancé Melissa emerges behind him..
Justin Decent: Currently residing from Manhattan, New York!!! He is the King of Kings!! Goth!!!!
Goth lifts his head upwards to the ceiling while extending his arms, a smirk emerges upon his face as he listens to the mixed reactions. After a few seconds he looks back ahead of him towards the ring walking slowly, totally ignoring the fans who are trying to touch him as he walks to the steel ringsteps. He gets on the ring apron before opening up the top and middle ring rope for his fiancé Melissa as she steps through them. He then steps in the ring and stares down his opponent/awaits his opponent as his music slowly fades..
Adams: Here we go, SCW legend against self proclaimed wrestling legend
Simone: Chris Page has been, uncharacteristically quiet leaduing up to this match
Adams: When it comes to cutting promos on SCW television...yes, yes he has, when it comes to tweeting...not so much...
DING DING DING!
And we're off, Cheris Page leans against the top rope in the corner as Goth simply paces back and forth, both men staring each other down, similar sizes and weights as they step forward and come nose to nose. Chris Page starts to mouth off, Goth raises an eyebrow and shakes his head. Page starts off the physicality by simply shoving Goth who steps back and looks around at the crowd. Goth then, in the ultimate move of disrespect, slaps Chris Page across the face with an open hand slap. Chris looks away and the n turns back attacking Goth with right hands, clearly angered by what Goth did. Page hits a few more rights before turning and hitting the ropes, Goth ducks down and picks Chris Page up slamming him down with a spinebuster that causes Page to bounce off the mat.
Simone: Goth showing us why his return has been so amazing. I thought maybe we had seen the last of him, but the last few months Goth has been on fire.
Adams: He was always dangerous, always a star and always one of the most powerful men on the roster as well as a guy who has a ruthless streak...so Goth coming back and doing so well, even against some of the newer stars in SCW is no surprise to me.
Goth moves around and pulls Chris Page up before hitting a snap suplex, he then rolls his hips and gets to hit feet again and hits a second snap suplex, he ragdolls Chris Page back to his feet and then shifts his arms from over Chris Pages head to around him pulling Chris close, he then lowers his center of gravity and pops his hips tossing Chris Page across the ring with an overhead Goth-plex, Goth pops back up to his feet and Chris Page lands hard holding his back as he tries to pull himself up in the corner. Goth comes running in and hammers into Chris Page before grabbing him by the wrist and pulling Chris out into a short arm clothesline. Goth drops down for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Chris Page kicks out, Goth sneers and then as Chris sits up Goth locks in the Goth-mission, he cranks it in and Chris struggles against it, grabbing Goths arm and pulling it away from his throat, Both shakes his head and pulls back harder, but Chris Page is able to get a foot on the bottom rope.
ONE!
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THREE
FOUR!
Goth releases the hold and rolls over getting to his feet putting his hands in the air as the referee admonishes him for almost getting disqualified. Meanwhile Chris Page gets to his feet and breathes heavily, he spins and goes for the spinning elbow, the Judas effect, Goth simply puts his large meathook like hand up and catches Chris's elbow before kicking Chris in the stomach and delivering the Goth drop!
Simone: Goth just planted Chris Page face first!, Page was going for that spinning elbow but Goth saw it coming and then looked at Chris Page like he was an idiot.
Adams: Goth saw it coming, hell a blind man in china who doesn't watch wrestling saw that coming Belinda.
Goth moves around the ring as Chris Page looks out of it. Goth leans against the top rope and shakes hhis head, tired of waiting for Chris Page to get to a vertical base, he moves in and pulls Chris to his feet and hooks his arms for a Double arm DDT, Page though, drops down and spins out opf it before leaping in the air and pulling Goth down, face first on his knees with a codebreaker. Goth stands up looking stunned and then drops to one knee. Page pops up and calls for the Page Plant, he pulls Goth into the butterfly position, but Goth blocks it as Chris goes to pick him up and throws Chris over his back, Page lands hard enr pulls Goth down into a sunset flip.
ONE!
TWO!
Goth kicks out, both men pop to their feet and Goth levels Chris Page with a hard Clothesline that sounds like a baseball bat hitting a wooden post. Chris goes down and Goth right away drops down into a reverse body scissors, he then starts raining down hard elbows in the moves he calls the Gothic fury, every single elbow shot hitting harder and harder and harder before Chris Page goes limp, Goth then rolls himself over Page and covers.
ONE!
TWO!
Chris Page just gets his shoulder up
Simone: I think that was on instinct, I don't think Page even knows where he is or what the hell is going on right now.
Adams: Those shots from Goth were brutal, shot after shot down onto the jaw. I'm amazed Chris was able to kick out aswell.
Goth gets to his feet and measures up Chris before going to lock in the gothic dream, Chris steps forward and runs up the ropes before pushing back and landing on Goth rolling up and over to his feet, as Goth gets up Page hooks him and powers Goth up and over into a German suplex, Goth hits hard and Page gets bsome serious momentum, he then runs in and clotheslines Goth against the top turnbuckle, Goth goes down and Page pulls himself up onto the top rope, he measures Goth and leaps off hitting a missile dropkick.He hits Goth right in the chest and Goth goes down. Page crawls over and goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Goth kicks out
Simone: Goth just gets his shoulder up!. What a match Jason!. Goth was in charge early and he has stiffed any attempt at a comeback until now
Adams: And Chris Page is showing us why he has been in this business for over twenty years. You don't have that kind of longevity without being able to take a beating and keep on ticking
Simone: But can he keep it up?
Page measures Goth again, Goth struggles to his feet, Chris turns and BAM Judas effect and Goth goes down. Page breathes deep and instead of going for the cover he stands back and calls for the High times, he steps up and jumps going for the flip, Goth though, blocks it and pushes Chris Page up and away, Page lands and as Goth comes in he jumps in the air and hits another codebreaker!. Both men are down and out of it breathing heavily. Chris stirs first and shakes his head, Goth starts bto move and both men get to their feet, Chris goes for the Page Plant, but against Goth throws him up and over, Page jumps and lands on his feet, Goth spins him around, kicks Chris in the stomach and hits the Chaos DDT!. Goth rolls Chris Page over and covers.
ONE!
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THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner..... Goth!
Simone: Goth has just defeated the legend that is Chris Page!
Adams: Some would say Goth himself is a legend.
Some wrestlers go out of their way to draw heat from the SCW Universe. Others simply accomplish it by nature without a care. That is where we stand with the two Bombshells who tied for this year's Most Hated category.
We can not fathom the mindset of Crystal Zdunich. With the constant name changes and switches in allegiance, the SCW Universe has come to a single universal truth; you can not trust Crystal Zdunich. Her totally unprovoked attack on poor Chloe Benton sickened us and tried to play us all for fools when she wore the mask as La Rosa Ardiente was a discredit to our intelligence. And the fact that she has actively CAMPAIGNED for this award is even MORE staggering! Well congrats, Crystal! The award is yours – but you have to share it.
And if there was anyone that would give Crystal a run for her money in 2022, it was none other than Masque! Masque came into SCW and proceeded to dismantle the entire Bombshell roster, bit by bit and invoking an aura of fear seldom seen in either division. Her feud with Roxi Johnson and Amber Ryan is the stuff of legend! The brutal attack on Amber that all but forced the former champion into a premature retirement was loathsome and her poisoning the minds of both Matthew Knox and Ken Davison only served as a further example as to why she deserved this spot.
The scene opens backstage at High Stakes XII where we see Krystal Wolfe pacing around the backstage area.
Krystal: Several weeks as the lone hype-woman for a feud against a Hall of Famer she past it that she couldn't give less of a shit if she tried, yet I bet the bosses will keep peddling out Mercedes whenever they need a body for a title match or at the very least, a #1 Contenders Match!
Krystal comments as she rolls her eyes.
Krystal: Respect your elders? Give me a break! Respect should be earned and since I arrived in this company there's been two members of the old guard of the Bombshell Division who have done nothing to earn my respect! The first name should be obvious because I'm facing the ancient Argentinian archaeologist tonight but there is one other person I need to address, someone who's gone through so many persona changes and so many fake attempts at being a nice girl that the real person was lost long ago, I am off course talking about Crystal Hilton.
Krystal comments before shaking her head.
Krystal: Or Christina Rose, or Crystal Zdunich, or La Rosa Ardiente! At least that one had an actual reason since Christian fired your useless ass back in India yet when you showed up in an outfit that even the lamest of Scooby Doo villains would laugh at in the middle of the India tour, absolutely zero people bought you as a new Bombshell on the scene.
Krystal shakes her head with a look of disgust on the Aussie's face.
Krystal: For fuck's sake! As much as I hate agreeing with Alicia on anything, she and Jessie ran your name through Google Translate after you debuted under that mask, it literally translated too "The Burning Rose", you couldn't even be bothered to try to come up with a convincing persona!
Krystal sighs as she folds her arms.
Krystal: Why am I ranting about this? I just think of all the young Bombshells out there who could've taken your spot, even my younger cousin Cassie could've slid in before Carter got her banned from SCW! But no, the spotlight always has to be on you Christina, if no one's paying attention to you, you just come up with a new scheme to get yourself noticed! And by the way, how's your relationship with your wife Seleana these days?
There's an audible "OOOHHHHHHHHH" coming from the crowd as Krystal drops the last line.
Krystal: Earlier I said that my goal in 2023 was to win my second title, well a girl is allowed to have more than one goal, right? See, I feel like I should make Belinda and Jason's lives hell at least once in my wrestling career, no offence guys but when I watch the inevitable match back I'll have a bag of popcorn ready for the confusing mess that is the commentary booth, and how do I plan on making their lives difficult? By setting my sights on you Crystal Zdunich!
Simone: Oh hell!
Adams: My brain's already hurting just thinking about commentating on that match!
Krystal: There's a few Climax Controls left in the year Chrystal Hilton Zdunich Ardiente Rose! And I'll be waiting for your answer at the first Climax Control after High Stakes XII! See you there!
Krystal walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: The following contest is for one fall, introducing first.
"Wasted" begins, and there is a brief murmuring of fans. As the song picks up, Jack Washington parts the curtain, a look of focus and minor indifference on his face.
Justin: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, please welcome Jack Washington!
He shows very little emotion, walking to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots. He hits the ring, uses the ropes the stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle.
Justin: And his opponent.
The opening guitar riffs of "The Enemy" by Godsmack play as the big man makes his way out. By his side is his manager, "Chronic" Chris Page. The crowd is giving them a mixed reaction from the first sounds. The booing is almost thunderous. He laughs as they make their way toward the ramp.
Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Chronic Chris Page, from Port Arthur, Texas, he is Mac Bane!
They only get louder as the pair make their way towards the ring, they walk slowly, jawing with the occasional fan who's decided he's a tough guy. Mac simply laughs and continues down towards the ring.
Finally, they reach the ring steps and make their way into the ring.
Mac approaches the center of the ring and raises both arms into the air. Then extending the middle fingers on both hands he laughs as the boos reached a crescendo.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings leading Washington and Bane to circle each other. Both men lock up in the center of the ring. Mac uses his weight and height advantage to over power Washington. Bane delivers a sharp knee shot to Washington ribcage! The violent blow leads Washington to bend over. Mac hits the ropes just behind him then slingshots forward at Washington full speed! Bane catches Washington still bent over and nearly kicks his head off with a big boot! Mac hooks a leg after both men hit the canvas!
ONE!
TWO!
Washington throws a shoulder up!
Adams: Wow! Did you see the kick!
Simone: Bane nearly took his head off with that one. Washington kicks out but he is clearly dazed.
Mac takes Washington up by the hair of his head. Before Bane can follow up however, Washington counters by wrapping both arms around Bane's neck then dropping down to his knees! Mac flies back after the vicious jawbreaker. Washington retreats to a corner to catch his breath while Bane holds his jaw laid out flat on his back now. Washington quickly uses this brief opening to climb up on the second rope. After situating himself, Washington waits patiently for Mac to get back to his feet. Bane gets up slow as the crowd grows wild with anticipation. Mac turns slowly toward Washington. This leads Washington to leap off the top turnbuckle at Bane! Mac catches him out of the air!
Simone: WOW! What a show of strength here by Mac.
Adams: What is he doing? He still has a hold of Washington.
Mac holds Washington in his arms and walks around the ring. He stops suddenly then heaves Washington up in the air, throwing him across the ring with a huge exploder suplex!
Adams: What a counter!
Simone: Bane has Washington in real trouble here.
Washington rolls under the bottom rope then uses the ropes to pull himself up to his feet on the apron. Jack waits as Bane approaches and catches him with a fist to the face. Washington steps through the ropes and charges at Mac, jumping up in the air and planting a flying forearm on to Mac's nose! The flying forearm wows the crowd and sends Mac to the mat in a pile. Washington follows up by moving in close to Mac, waiting for him to get back to his feet, as he does, Jack turns his back and jumps backwards with a spinning heel kick, catching Mac in the head. Jack hooks a leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Mac kicks out!
Simone: Mac Bane just kicked out!
Adams: Both men are breathing heavy after that one.
Mac gets up on one knee. Washington realizes quickly that his opponent is a bit dazed. Washington hits the ropes then springboards toward Bane at full speed! The shining wizard leads the crowd to pop and Mac hits the mat now lifeless. Washington quickly goes for another pin!
ONE!
TWO!
Mac just sneaks a shoulder up!
Adams: Nasty shining wizard! Bane will not go away in this one. He continues to fight with all he's got no matter what Jack Washington throws at him.
Bane gets back to his feet. Washington dashes at him but Mac leaps up into the air! Washington runs right underneath him then hits the ropes on the opposite side of the ring. On the return, Mac clotheslines Washington with all he's got! The violent shot leads Washington to do a complete flip in the air! The crowd pops.
Simone: Did you see that! Geeeeez.
Adams: Washington is seeing stars and I don't mean the ones in the crowd.
Washington shakes his head on the mat while Mac hovers over him. Bane pulls Washington up to his feet then situates him for a powerbomb. Mac bends over then wraps both of his arms around Washington. He lifts Washington high into the air! Washington comes to life suddenly! He begins to hammer Bane in the face with both fists! The counter punches find their mark every single time because Mac is defenseless due to holding Washington up in a powerbomb position. Bane stumbles around the ring aimlessly then falls back suddenly. Washington rides his shoulders all the way to the mat! Washington reaches behind his own back then hooks both Mac legs in an unorthodox pin.
ONE!
Mac forces Washington off!
Simone: Bane is still in this one!
Bane gets back to his feet quickly. A bit of frustration creeps across his face. Washington charges at him but Mac counters by grappling! The two wrestlers lock up once again and swing around the ring. The dance is ended abruptly after Bane irish whips him into the ropes. Washington bounces off the ropes and on the return Mac snatches Washington's head then drives it into his knee! The knee smash leaves Washington dazed leading Bane to follow up. Mac hooks Washington for a piledriver! The maneuver drives Washington head into the mat with all Bane's weight behind it.
Simone: What a piledriver! That could have broken his neck.
Bane waits for Washington to get back to his feet. Slowly he sneaks up behind Washington then hooks him for a sleeper hold! Washington eyes widen after Mac applies pressure. The referee comes in close again to watch for a tap.
Adams: He's got it locked in! Bane can send him to sleep right now
Simone: He is trying to choke the life out of him.
Bane falls back on the mat while still holding the sleeper on Washington. Both men hit the mat with real force but Mac holds on. Washington begins to fade. The referee comes in close again to check. He lifts Washington's left arm once then drops it. The referee then lifts it up once more. His hand plops against the mat once again completely lifeless. Again the referee takes hold of Washington's hand one last time. He lifts it up then drops it but Washington holds it high! He then uses everything he's got left in the tank to get he and Mac back to their feet. Bane holds the sleeper on tight while both men stand up but Washington uses his free arm to elbow Mac in the ribs! After three sharp elbow shots, Bane releases his hold.
Simone: Washington is still fighting tooth and nail.
Adams: What a match!
Washington holds his neck but doesn't lose his focus. Mac Bane rushes at Washington but he takes off too! The men meet in the center of the ring but Washington catches Mac with a flying roaring elbow! The move causes Bane to hit the mat then bounce back to his feet in somewhat of a di
y daze. Washington moves behind Mac and hooks up his waist. He lifts him over with a very quick release german suplex, sending Mac flying across the ring.Adams: Sharp move from Washington
He gets back to his feet quickly then rushes over to Bane. Washington lifts his opponent up to both knees. Then Washington grapples Mac on up to his feet. starts to hit him with fists of furry, ending with a huge left hook!.
Simone: Joe Frazier Special, followed by a cover!
Simone: That's IT!
ONE!
TWO!
Mac just about kicks out!
The crowd pops over the kickout. Washington eyes widen with utter disbelief. Mac staggers back to his feet leading Washington to do the same. Jack wastes no time in hooking Mac up and lifting him over with a fishermans buster!
Adams: All jacked up!
Washington hooks a leg...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, Jack Washington!
Simone: What an impressive win!
Adams: These guys left it all out there. It won't be long before he starts looking at the World championship again.
There could have been no other. The feud between then-champion Matthew Knox and Mac Bane was about much more than just the World Heavyweight Championship, although under many circumstances that would have been enough. No, this feud was much, much more personal because it was about betrayal. It was about how Knox, a so-called close friend of Mac's wife Amber and how he simply stood back and watched as Masque brutally attacked Amber. Knox did nothing to stop the attack and WATCHED it happen! This was the ultimate betrayal of family and friendship and the brutality of this World Championship match turned bloodbath brought this feud to a dramatic and blood stained close.
We open backstage at High Stakes XII where we see Krystal Wolfe playing a song on her iPhone, a song that should be instantly recognizable to anyone who grew up in the 90s.
Simone: Didn't we get enough songs during the last Climax Control?!
Adams: Guess not!
Krystal: Ahh! After ten thousand years of looking through the SCW archives Mercedes Vargas is free! It's time to talk about her match against Krystal Wolfe!
Krystal says in her best Rita Repulsa voice.......and immediately regrets it as the Aussie stops the Mighty Morphin Power Rangers theme and starts coughing.
Krystal: Okay, so that's the last time I listen to a promo suggestion from one of Cassie's girlfriends!
Krystal grumbles to herself before she shakes her head!
Krystal: Seriously Mercedes, it's been what? Four weeks since I issued this challenge, three weeks since you accepted whilst calling me timid, it's been one week since you looked at me, cocked your head to the side and said I'm angry and I've somehow gone from the Power Rangers to the Barenaked Ladies!
Krystal shakes her head as she leans against the wall.
Krystal: I swear, that Roulette Title Match between Miles and Carter will be on my mind one year from now!
Krystal adds before the Aussie rolls her eyes.
Krystal: But you know what? That's still a hell of a lot more interesting than whatever you had to say this week Mercedes! You want to know why? Because I fell asleep halfway through it! Granted that was right after I did a 24hr Halloween Stream of all the good Resident Evil games right before it but I had a fresh cup of coffee on hand to keep me awake long enough to at least watch it! And if that's not representative of all the problems this cycle has presented to me, I don't know what is!
Krystal says as she shakes her head.
Krystal: This time last year I was well on my way to ending the year as champion, now? I'm heading into 2023 with one clear goal in mind: win my second title in SCW! I don't care if it's another reign with the Bombshell Roulette or my first reign with either the Bombshell Internet or World Bombshell Titles, I will be a champion again in 2023! And Mercedes? You're just back in your regular position, nothing more than a steppingstone for better Bombshells to use to reach their goals! And as I turn the page on this glorified filler chapter of my SCW Story? I will kick your ass again and move on!
Krystal walks off as the scene fades.
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Justin: Making her way to the ring from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her opponent to arrive.
The opening to "Stand My Ground" by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the lights dim, once the music kicks into high gear strobe lights flash around the entrance ramp before a single spotlight stops on Krystal as she kneels on one knee with her head down and hood up.
Justin: And next, hailing from Adelaide, Australia she is "Down Under Thund...
Vargas sees Krystal march out from the back holding a garbage can and shoves Justin Decent out of the way to meet her on the ramp. Krystal meets her halfway and throws the garbage can into the head of Vargas, who instinctively gets her hands up to try and lessen the blow. Wolfe takes off her jacket and throws it to the ground, letting out a scream as the audience cheers.
Simone: Drastic times call for drastic measures.
Adams: With the history between these two women, I guess the referee is going to let things go so they can settle this once and for all.
Mercedes stumbles down towards the ring, trying to get away from "The Down Under Thunder who is coming in hot. As Wolfe gets to the ringside area she slams Vargas head first into the ring steps. While Vargas recovers, Krystal begins ripping the mats up on the outside to expose the concrete.
Simone: Listen to these fans. They are loving Krystal Wolfe's vicious streak.
Adams: I don't know if this match has even gotten under way. Neither woman has gotten in the ring yet.
Vargas runs around the corner, clutching the side of the ring for support. Krystal comes up and rakes the back of Mercedes Vargas who arches her back and falls, catching herself on the safety railing. Wolfe doesn't let up, grabbing Vargas by the hair and dragging her back around the ring to where the mats were ripped up off the floor. Wolfe throws Vargas's head between her legs, looking for a piledriver, but Mercedes has the presence of mind to push backwards off Krystal's legs to create some separation. She stands up, tries to fire a forearm at her adversary and gets planted by a spinebuster on the exposed concrete.
Simone: To say that Krystal Wolfe came in here ready to go is an understatement.
Adams: Definitely, but Mercedes Vargas has competed in over one hundred matches in this company alone. You don't have that kind of longevity if you can't learn to adapt.
Simone: Drew Patton tells Wolfe to get it in the ring, and she picks Mercedes up and tosses her under the bottom rope.
Krystal gets up on the apron as her eyes follow Vargas who staggers to the other side of the ring and through the ropes onto the ring apron. Seeing an opening, she rushes her with a spear through the ropes, sending them both spilling to the floor. Vargas is up first, pointing to her head telling everyone she's smarter than Krystal. A picture in picture replay from another angle pops up and shows Vargas countered the spear with a DDT.
Simone: You can call her cocky and arrogant, but you certainly can't call Mercedes Vargas stupid.
Adams: She lured Krystal Wolfe in and managed to turn the tables.
As Krystal stands up, Vargas immediately connects with her "Be Still My Heart" superkick, knocking Wolfe back first into the railing. Not allowing Krystal a chance to gather herself, Vargas charges in with a dropkick that connects right at the top of the sternum, sending Wolfe over the railing and into the crowd.
Simone: Finally some signs of life from "The Argentine Assassin." After the way Krystal waylaid her, I don't know where this energy is coming from.
Adams: Well, the way I see it, I think she weathered the storm and let Wolfe tire herself out. It's a solid strategy.
Vargas leapfrogs the railing, grabbing Krystal by the back of the head and driving her first directly into her forehead. The camera crew hurries to get over to where the action is, catching clips of Mercedes unloading haymakers on Wolfe as they pass through the curtain that separates the backstage area from the ringside area. There is a loud scream as the camera crew finally catches up to see Mercedes standing over Krystal.
Simone: Vargas with the bodyslam on the cold concrete. And now she goes for a cover!
Adams: Oh, no. That's definitely a choke but look at the fight in Krystal.
The Aussie twists her body to get Vargas's hand off her throat and seems to catch Mercedes in the throat as she is flailing about. Mercedes lurches backwards through the curtain, catching her breath. She turns around to return to the onslaught when a cloud of white, accompanied by the familiar sound of a fire extinguisher, come through the curtain, blasting her in the face. Wolfe takes the opportunity to whip Vargas into the railing, which falls over at about a forty five degree angle.
Simone: Mercedes Vargas lands kidneys first into the guardrail.
Adams: Wolfe is measuring her up and hits her with a spear! The guardrail is down and so is Mercedes Vargas.
Simone: They broke the entire railing! I've never seen that in my life!
Adams: You can hear referee Drew Patton telling Krystal to get it in the ring or he's going to throw the match out.
Krystal decides to listen to the referee and rolls Mercedes into the ring. When Wolfe slides in behind her, Patton is finally able to call for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: Four minutes of carnage and this match is finally underway.
Adams: I won't like, I thought Patton was just going to say "To hell with it," and throw it out.
Simone: Under normal circumstances, yeah. But not at High Stakes.
Wolfe stands up and Irish whips Vargas with such aggression she flies over the top rope to the floor. Krystal kicks the garbage can for the beginning of the match under the bottom rope, connecting with Mercedes on the outside.
Simone: Patton warns Krystal that the match has started, but it seems Krystal is saying she was just trying to get the garbage can out of the ring.
Adams: Let's be honest, Mercedes would do the same thing. Sometimes you have to fight fire with fire.
Wolfe walks over to the corner and ascends to the top rope. Seeing Mercedes prone on the outside, but Vargas rolls out of the way, causing Wolfe to land on the floor, crushing the garbage can beneath her. There is nothing Patton and do but start counting both women on the outside.
ONE!
TWO!
Vargas uses the ring apron and pulls herself up first.
THREE!
FOUR!
Vargas reaches down and throws Wolfe into the ring steps, but instead of letting go, Mercedes uses the recoil to spin around and throw Krystal back in the ring. Mercedes, the crafty veteran that she is, maintains her grip on Krystal's wrist, sliding in behind her. She gets to her feet, pulls Wolfe up and wrenches the arm and follows that up with a hook kick to the face.
Simone: Tango for Two! Innovative offense by Mercy V, keeping wrist control.
Adams: She's not done! She's still got the wrist.
Vargas pulls Krystal up and asks for another dance by connecting with another Tango for Two. this time she lets go and steps back, trying to catch her breath. To her credit, Krystal pulls herself up using the ropes. Vargas connects with a forearm to the temple, and Wolfe steps between the ropes trying to get away. Mercedes is relentless and is immediately on Krystal, who is now straddling the middle rope precariously. Vargas decides to let Wolfe go, allowing her to swing her other leg onto the apron. Drew Patton gives Vargas a warning which we can barely hear of the sound of Krystal screaming because her hair is being pulled.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Mercedes breaks the hold by dropping to the mat, the force of the hair pull causing Krystal Wolfe to land throat first across the top rope.
Simone: I don't know how these two are still going. The amount of abuse both of them have taken is immeasurable.
Adams: This isn't even sheer force of will. These are two women who are being powered by hatred and anger. Look at Krystal getting up. They are superhuman!
Krystal gets up to the apron and Mercedes, smelling blood in the water, goes for a shoulder block through the ropes. Taking a page out of the Vargas lucha playbook, Krystal counters with a sunset flip. Patton drops down to count, but Mercedes rolls through, coming up on her feet. Krystal stands up and the two women, even after all this, size each other up. Vargas moves first, but Wolfe reacts with a back body drop. Vargas gets up and both women go for a forearm, but Wolfe connects more firmly and falls on Mercedes.
ONE!
TWO!
Vargas moves her legs and rolls Wolfe onto her shoulders with a crucifix.
ONE!
TWO!
The two stand again and Vargas hits a lungblower on Wolfe, immediately covering.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Simone: I get the feeling that this isn't going to last much longer. They've gone from battering each other to trying to get the win.
Adams: Vargas gets up first, but she's circling around like she doesn't know where she is. Just goes to show the physical and mental toll this match has taken out of these women.
Vargas collects herself enough to see that Wolfe is still on the ground and covers her again.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Mercedes sees the end is near and stands over Krystal Wolfe.
Simone: It looks like Vargas could be looking for the Mercy Shot.
Adams: The end is near.
As Mercedes lifts Krystal to get her in the Gory Bomb position, Wolfe swings her leg and uses a scorpion kick to connect with Vargas's nose. Vargas immediately grabs her nose, blood now gushing from it. Wolfe grabs Vargas by the head and pulls it down between her legs.She lifts Mercedes up for a piledriver, but holds her there. In one final burst of adrenaline, Krystal lets out a feral yell and forces Vargas up into position for a powerbomb.
Simone: Here it is!
Adams: Down Under Thunderbomb!!! And the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: And here is your winner... "Down Under Thunder"... KRYSTAAAALLLLLL WOLFFFEEEE!!!!
Again, there could have been no other. This feud literally dominated both the airwaves as it took place and the voting for this award! Amber and Masque's rivalry grew from a small ember to a roaring inferno. Amber was one of the very few to stand bravely against the feared, masked Bombshell, and paid the price with her career thanks to a heinous attack and the betrayal of a friend. Even those that Amber loves and wants to protect are still being drawn into the foray of this epic clash, and we have a feeling that it is far from completely over between these two women. 2023 will further tell the story!
The camera returns to the stage...
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome back to the stage, along with Mz. Holly Wood - Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd cheers as the spotlight turns on and fully illuminates both Amanda and Holly on the center of the stage, dressed like 60s housewives.
Amanda: Hey, Ghoul!
Holly: What's up Hagatha Christie?
Amanda: Ha, how you doin' lady? And I do use that term loosely.
Holly: Mm-hmm, just like your booty hole.
Amanda: Don't even try it, you cannot imagine what I have been through.
Holly: Well I can tell from your face you've been struggling, bitch.
Amanda: Now let me ask you something, is everyone a mess?.
Holly: I know what this is a set up for, it's that roommate again of yours.
Amanda: Honey, let me tell you all about it.
Holly: Oh, you're gonna sing?
Amanda: Mm-hmm.
Holly: Damn!
Amanda: Listen girl, I don't wanna be mean
But your party antics have gone extreme
This morning I've found you on the floor
You left your keys bitch, in the door
I know that your mom lov?d an all-boss
But there's a line that you hav? crossed
So I gotta tell ya and I stress
Honey, you're a hot mess
Get it together, lady
(So sad)
Chorus: Get away from that hot hot mess (Hot mess)
Run away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
Stay away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
Get away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
(Hot hot mess)
Holly: At the club, just tryna have fun
Wanna dance and get my drink on
I hear this noise, a high pitch sound
My ears are bleeding as I turn around
Oh, look! It's a bridal shower
And they all wearing a penis flower
Barefoot falling down half undressed
Miss Thing, you're a hot mess
M-E, mess
Google it, girl
Your picture will come up
Chorus: Get away from that hot hot mess (Hot mess)
Run away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
Stay away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
Get away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
(Hot hot mess)
Amanda and Holly: Here comes now the sweaty face
Grinding his teeth all over my space
Lady MacBreath, he smells like ass
Last call dear, get the hook fast
"Oh ladies, ladies groom my hair"
When I give you the eye you best beware
Now get your filthy hands off my dress
Queen, you're a hot mess
She is feeling the fantasy
But she is giving you brick
Mm-hmm
Rough
Chorus: Get away from that hot hot mess (Hot mess)
Run away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
Stay away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
Get away from that hot hot mess (Hot hot mess)
(Hot hot mess)
Amanda: Ooh, someone is not happy!
Holly: Girl, she needs to calm down!
Amanda: This is me being nice.
Holly: She can't handle little constructive criticism.
Amanda: That's the problem with people today.
Holly: Oh, these young queens.
Amanda: What is her name anyway?
Holly: I think it's uh, Tuna Burger.
Amanda: Or Ronald McDonald.
Holly: Girl, it's all the same.
Amanda: They look like fools.
Holly: I gotta go, bye Amanda!
Amanda: Later, Holly!
The two blow one another kisses before vanished backstage behind the curtains to the crowd's applause.
Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Internet championship!!!
As all the lights dim, blue and red lights begin to flicker on the stage, images of ravens flying appearing on the screen. 'Ladies and Gentleman' as these words fill the arena a loud bang of pyro is joined with blinding white lights. These flicker rapidly for a few moments, 'because the devil has my throat,' as these words of the song flow out, out steps Alexander Raven into the centre of the stage. He gazes across the crowd, pulling his cloak tightly around his shoulders, his eyes opened wide a slight smile tugging at his lips. The flashing off the lights stops. 'I am the powers that be!' in sync with these lines he throws his hands up, basking in the reaction of the crowd, beginning to slowly walk down the ramp. He strolls towards the ring leisurely, crossing his arms across his chest, head tilted back, soaking in the world around him. Slowly he begins to ascend the stairs to the left of the ramp, once in the ring, spinning his way to the centre of the ring, dropping to his knees. He hunches over and places his fists on the canvas. 'I am the alpha! and the omega!' as soon as these words come out, he lifts himself backwards slightly, the cloak slipping from his shoulders as he extends his arms to the sky, staring upwards, soaking everything in once again. Slowly he raises to his feet, pushing his cloak from the ring slowly with his foot.
Justin: Standing in at 6'2 and weighing in at 215 pounds!! Hailing from San Antonio, Texas!!! He is the Internet champion!! Alexander Raven!!!
The lights shut off as "Madusa" by Times of grace kicks in, as it builds different lights flash around the arena. As the song builds into the refrain and the guitars kick in a spotlight forms on the stage with Austin standing in the middle. He makes his way down to the ring before moving around to the steps, he makes his way up and walks across the apron before stepping between the ropes, he stands in the center of the ring as the music shuts off
Justin: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6'6 and weighing in at 265 pounds!! Hailing from Manhattan, New York!! Austin James Mercer!!!!
DING DING DING!
The bell has rung as Austin James Mercer charges in on the champion, battering the smaller man into the ring before driving elbows to the side of Alexander Raven's head before setting him up for an Irish Whip into the turnbuckles on the opposite side of the ring. This causes Alexander Raven to drop down hard on the canvas as his spine came hard in contact with the turnbuckles.
Simone: Good Grief!!! I know that Austin can use his size and strength to his advantage, but I doubt that Alexander raven was expecting this!!!
Raven sees Austin approaching as he wants to roll out of the ring, only to have Austin stop the attempt by putting his boot on the left hand of the champion. This causes Alexander Raven to scream out in pain as Austin moves the heel of his boot on the top of his hand. Raven is trying to pull his hand underneath the boot of Austin with his other hand but is incapable to do so.
Adams: This will be a painful experience for Raven!!!
Austin grabs him by the arm and pulls him up to his feet before setting him up to whip him over the top rope before stepping over the top rope to the outside. There Austin hops off the apron, only to have Alexander Raven kick him in the midsection by the landing. He shakes off he pain from his hand before turning his attention towards Austin as he grabs him by the head and bashes him across the ring apron before sliding in and out of the ring to stop the ten count that Jacob Summers had started. Alex grabs Austin by the head and executes a Spinning Neck breaker before turning his attention towards the crowd and smiles before rolling in the ring as he tells Jacob Summers to use the ten count
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Austin is slowly starting to stir, shaking off the cobwebs by his head as we hear the crowd cheer him on.
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Austin slowly gets to his knees as we see Raven step through the ropes and hits a double axhandle off the ring apron. This forces Austin to drop to his knees before grabbing him by the head and starts to drive series of punches to the side of Austin's head as Jacob Summer starts the five count on the champion
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Raven stops before walking towards the steel ring steps and seizes up Austin for a running kick as Austin was resting against the steel steps on the opposite side. Austin slides out of the way just in time before Raven could connect with he kick. This sends the top part of the steps off the bottom part, as a loud thud can be heard on the concrete padded floor. Austin gets up and drops Raven with a big boot to the face before rolling in and out of the ring to break the ten count that Jacob Summers started all over again.
Simone: I wonder how much time these two will spend on the outside of the ring Jason
Adams: I wouldn't want to be between these two with their mindsets!!!
Austin grabs the head of Raven and drives the point of his elbow to the forehead a few times before stepping away from him. Raven is now holding his head in pain before Austin grabs him by the head and whips him face first into the steel ring post, this causes Raven to drop down to his knees as he feels his face while some blood is flowing through his fingers.
Adams: I think Raven may have broken his nose, or perhaps something worse!!!
Austin rolls in and out of the ring before grabbing the head of Raven, we see a busted open nose from the impact as Austin smiles and slams Raven down on the canvas with authority before going for a leg drop on the face of Raven, only to see Raven roll out of the way.
Simone: Ouch!! That must hurt Austin !!!
We see blood pour from the nose of Raven as he slowly starts to pull himself to his feet while staggering towards the ring apron. He wipes his face with the tape on his left wrist, seeing the blood besmirched across it before rolling in and out of the ring. He signals that he has enough, he grabs Austin by the head and drives a closed fist into the face of the challenger before ending it up with a knee to his face. Austin falls down hard as Alexander Raven starts to choke him out as he drops to his knees.
Simone: What is Raven doing?? The official is already nearing the count of seven!!!
Adams: I think the busted nose must have driven him crazy Belinda!!
Raven hears the count of eight as he quickly rolls in and out of the ring before continuing the choke on the challenger, wanting to make sure that Austin will pass out before the match can continue
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
We see Austin using his powerful arms to try and push off the champion of Austin, but Raven is relentless. He quickly stands up and sets himself up for a stomp to the face of Austin but Austin manages to roll out of the way. This causes Raven to get surprised by the sudden quickness from Austin as the big man has gotten to his knees and spears Raven into the steel steps with a big time impact. The top part falls off the steps as both men are now resting against the steel fabric. Austin's forehead shows a red mark because of it hitting the steel steps while the back is killing the champion.
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Austin is slowly stirring, hearing the ten count from Jacob Summers as he tries to break it by getting inside the ring. But we see Raven realizing this and manages to lean towards him and grabs him by the leg as this prevents Austin to make that extra move.
EIGHT!
NINE!
TEN!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen!! The official has counted both men out!!Therefore the match has end up in a double count out!!!
Crowd: Booo!!!!!!!!
Justin: Therefore STILL SCW Internet Champion!!! Alexander Raven!!!!
Raven lets go off the leg from Austin, smiling big time as he realizes that this would benefit him from the championship advantage that he has on his opponents. He grabs the championship belt and is about to head to the back, only to have Austin spear him out of his boots as he has gotten back to his feet. This causes the fans to cheer him on as he stares down at the champion before turning his attention towards the championship belt that he has once worn in the past. He grabs the championship belt and holds it in his hands before turning his attention back to the champion. He ultimately drops the championship belt on the back of the champion as he lowers down to his knees and stares down the champion.
Austin slowly gets back to his feet and looks towards the fans, extending his arms in the air in victory before heading to the back.
Simone: I don't think that this will be the final time that we will see these two fight each other for the championship belt Jason.
Adams: I agree Belinda, although I think Alexander may try to make a case otherwise.
This was close, but in the end the attack on Amber Ryans by Masque that cut short the 2022 career of the former champion came out on top. Despite her lack of care for the rulebook, the fans grew to respect Amber and her dedication to the ring. Her success slowly grew for her a loyal fandom, and those fans were shocked and saddened when she suffered such horrific injuries that seemingly brought her career to a close.
The camera above the stage comes alive for all at the Michelob Ultra Arena to see and finds a close up of two hands reaching down and picking up a pair of free weights...
The camera pans out and the fans cheer at the sight of "the White Wolf" Fenris who is busying himself making his final preparations against the Hall of Fame inductee, none other than J2H! But the situation here and now is quite unique in HOW Fenris is sneaking in one final workout before perhaps the biggest non-title match of his career as he is wearing only his wrestling gear of plain white, lycra shorts, barefoot, and he is in a perfect split ala Van Damme with his legs stretched out and draped across the seats of two steel folding chairs. While he remains balanced, he lifts the free weights in hand with his cobalt blue eyes staring straight ahead and he is then approached by...
Stoner: Yo, Fenny boy!
Fenris pauses in his workout routine and closes his eyes, growling.
Fenris: Call me that again and I will take that reefer right out from your lips and shove it straight up your...!
Stoner: Right-right! Sorry Fenny boy! Here...
Stoner Scott Oliver takes the wacky tobacky from his lips and casually stuffs it in his fanny pack, still lit.
Stoner: waste not, want not! I always say! Now, Fenny bo-er, Fenris! It won't be too long before you have one of the biggest matches of your career against non other than J2H...
Fenris rolls his eyes.
Fenris: So everyone keeps telling me.
Stoner: So, er... tell us how you feel going into this match?
Fenris curses in Icelandic and drops the weights to the floor before looking up to Stoner, yet remaining in the split position.
Fenris: I thought I made myself clear! I am not a man who takes having to repeat himself lightly but just this once, I will play along. I am angry. Frustrated. Annoyed as hell! WHY Ward and Underwood continue to treat this sorry little shit with kid loves is beyond me! He waltzes in here whenever he damn well pleases and acts like we should be thankful he's gracing us with his presence! Was he a two-time and longest reigning World Champion? Yes! But that was over FOUR fucking years ago! Times have changed! SCW has evolved PAST him! And if he was half as important as he likes to pretend to be, then he wouldn't have to come running back once or twice a year just to make sure his name is still remembered!
That being said, Fenris reaches down and grabs for the free weights again, looking up to Stoner with hard, cold eyes.
Fenris: And I am going to take a LOT of pleasure in making sure he knows this, and remembered who the hell he is in the ring with tonight!
Stoner: Well, good luck with that, Fenris and... er, good luck with that.
Fenris looks up, confused as Stoner pats his arm and directs his attention behind him. Fenris casts a glance back over his shoulder to find that he seemingly has a group of admirers watching him in this rather unique position – foremost among the group is Alicia Lukas with a bowl of popcorn, along with her sister Zoey. David Shepherd. Janet the Makeup Lady. Ms. Rocky Mountains and Pussy Willow. Teddy Warren. And even Miles Kasey! Fenris turns back around and murmurs with eyes closed...
Fenris: Oh for fucks sake...!
Not seeing Despayre innocently walking across the path and seeing Fenris like this. With a soft smile on his face, Despy walks up and...
Despayre: Gootchy gootchy goo!
TICKLES the soft bottom of Fenris's bare feet! Fenris yelps in surprise and topples off of the chairs, head over heels and lands on the floor, flat on his back! Despayre skips away and leaves the admiring group in stitches!
This next highly anticipated match has the fans clamoring against the barricade for as close up a view as they can manage as the chants reverberate throughout the arena...!
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Justin decent stands ready to begin the introductions as none other than senior referee, Jasmine St. John, climbs in through the ropes and takes her position in the near corner.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first...!
"If I Had A Heart" by Fever Ray begins to play across the building and the crowd turns with anticipation towards the entrance as "the White Wolf" Fenris emerges from behind the curtains with his younger brother at his side. As Aron looks on, Fenris stands stoically, looking out towards the capacity crowd before dropping to one knee with head bowed. He symbolically crosses his heart and looks 'up' in homage before standing upright and beginning his journey toward the ring with his brother following close behind.
Justin: Making his way toward the ring! Accompanied by Aron Baltasarsson, from Iceland, weighing two hundred and four pounds -- Fenris!
Despite the fans that reach out toward him, Fenris does not reciprocate and his attention is solely on the ring, whereas the smiling Aron good naturedly slaps a hand or two that extends toward him. Fenris climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning towards the fans and extends his arms up and begins the 'Viking Clap.' Slowly but surely, despite any potential misgivings towards the young man, many fans join along with him in the Viking Clap. Aron holds the ropes for his brother, and Fenris steps through and continues the clap from one corner to the next, drawing in the energy of the crowd. Joined by Aron, Fenris returns to his own corner and paces like a wolf stalking his prey, kicking off his slippers to compete barefoot as the claps slowly subside.
Simone: Ever since Fenris first debuted in 2018, he has utilizes his MMA background to become one of the more dominant and feared competitors in all of SCW!
Adams: But J2H is calling his bluff and telling the world that he is not afraid of the Big, Bad Wolf!
Simone: I see what you did there.
Adams: Thanks! It just came to me.
Justin: And HIS opponent...!
The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.
Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is J2H!
Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and into the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H look to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns to his opponent, looking him up and down before the match starts.
Adams: It just wouldn't be High Stakes without an in-ring appearance from J2H!
Simone: Just as J2H himself has pointed out many times, he never formally retired from the sport. He is happy right now with his lot in life and only returns to the ring when he deems an opponent 'worthy' of his time.
Adams: Well I for one am thrilled he accepted Fenris's pen challenge since nobody answered his! This match will be talked about clear into next year!
Senior referee Jasmine St. John orders the managers for both men out of the ring, and after a brief conference with their respective wrestlers, both Austin Parker and Aron Baltasarsson oblige. They step through the ropes and take their places in their corners as Fenris and J2H turn and stare across the ring right at one another. Jasmine ensures both are ready and she calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Adams: And HERE we go!
Fenris moves quickly right after J2H but the cagey young man proceeds to drop down and roll outside of the ring, avoiding all contact with the 'White Wolf.' Fenris stands there with hands on hips, looking right out at J2H who taps a forefinger to his head, claiming a mastery at the mind games. Jasmine ushers Fenris back away from the ropes and she gives J2H the chance to enter the ring freely, which after dusting himself off very nonchalantly, he turns and obliges, rolling back inside of the ring. Jasmine calls for the lock up and Fenris moves in again to do so, but again J2H rolls aside in a somersault and slides back to the outside, drawing heat from the Las Vegas fans. He smiles and turns around full circle, again tapping a finger to his head.
Simone: J2H is very adept at playing mind games with his opponents. He always has been an expert in getting under someone's skin with his cocky demeanor. But is Fenris the right person to be doing that to?
Adams: I know! Fenris is one of the best at being able to harness his own anger issues to make himself an even better fighter when in the ring!
Again Jasmine orders Fenris back and she turns and this time she begins to issue her count against J2H...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
And J2H calmly rolls back inside of the ring. He is about to roll right back out when Fenris is right over there and he grabs him, dragging him right back in!
Adams: Oh and HERE we go!
Fenris pulls J2H roughly to his feet but J2H uses his own wrestling expertise to drop down and use the sudden leverage to throw Fenris over with a deep arm drag! Fenris pounds the mat, frustrated and he gets up and charges his smaller opponent but J2H leapfrogs over him! Fenris comes off of the ropes and right into a Japanese arm drag that almost throws him the entire length out of the ring! Fenris skids halfway to the outside before he stops himself and pulls himself back in, and looks up to see J2H take a sweeping bow before him, to much fanfare and jeers of the SCW Universe!
Simone: Oh THERE'S the J2H we all know and love to hate!
Fenris slowly stands up and faces off against the cocky smirk on J2H's face, and J2H steps right into his face and shows he is not afraid of the White Wolf! The two begin to trade words back and forth and suddenly J2H hauls off and BITCH SLAPS Fenris right across the face!
Adams: Oooo!
Simone: Is J2H inSANE!?
The look of fury on the face of Fenris as he holds his stinging cheek and he turns back to J2H who smiles and nods – and Fenris suddenly pivots for a spinning back fist but J2H ducks and counters, jumping behind him to roll him up into a Crucifix from out of nowhere!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Fenris kicks out!
Adams: Oh hell! J2H came THIS close to ending this match in just MINUTES!
Simone: And he's taking the time to make certain Fenris knows it, too!
Fenris is on one knee, staring at J2H who stands over him and holds a thumb and forefinger closely together, showing just how close he was to ending the match. J2H then stands upright and takes another sweeping bow... drawing more boos and scattered cheers! And when he stands upright –!
Adams: POW! Right in the kisser!
Fenris decks him right in the face with a stinging uppercut!
Simone: I think NOT J2H is going to understand he should NOT be taunting Fenris!
The blow staggers J2H back on his feet and he falls back against the near corner and Fenris moves right in and he begins laying in the blows, striking hard and fast with lefts and rights to J2H's head and upper body as J2H tries to use his forearms to shield himself! But one single blow to the midsection drives the wind from his lungs and knocks him to his knees!
Adams: Another blow like that and we're likely to see what J2H ate at the pre-show banquet!
Fenris hauls him up and grabs him around the upper body with one arm and under the leg with the other and throws him over with an Exploder suplex! The impact sends J2H rolling across the mat but he does not roll from the ring but instead uses the ropes to drag himself to his feet! Fenris moves in and grabs him around the waist from behind and pries him from the ropes and back to the center of the ring. He goes for a German suplex but J2H counters and attempts to roll through and escape, but Fenris drops down and traps him in a leg scissors and ankle lock on the canvas!
Simone: And this is where Fenris is at his most dangerous, perhaps even more so than with his striking ability!
Adams: Just look at the way he's twisting J2H's ankle! It's like he wants to snap it right off!
J2H is on his hands, extending his arms fully as he yells out, his face a testament to the pain he is feeling! Jasmine asks if he wants to submit but J2H is a fighter despite appearances and he will not give in! He shakes his head in the negative and reaches for the ropes, but is just BARELY out of arm's length in freeing himself! J2H tries to free himself, rocking back and forth and using his free leg to kick at Fenris! J2H then manages to roll to his back and gets hold of Fenris with both hands...!
Simone: Oh NICE reversal!
As J2H now has Fenris trapped on the mat in a surfboard stretch!
Adams: You just can't deny J2H's technical abilities! Look at who he was trained by!
Now it is Fenris in the predicament as J2H has his body fully extended! Fenris shakes his head "no" to Jasmine's request for a submission as he grits his teeth, attempting a means of escape! But this time J2H is ready as he maintains his arm extensions and slowly stands up with Fenris still held face-down on the mat. Standing above him, J2H puts a boot to the back of his head..
Simone: Oh no...!
And he uses his boot to just SLAM Fenris face-first into the mat!
Adams: Oh YES!
Fenris;s head and face bounces off of the canvas and J2H stands back, admiring his handiwork. Jasmine checks on "the White Wolf" who rolls to his face, a dazed expression on his face as his nose is bleeding heavily!
Adams: Oh and first blood goes to J2H! He may have broken Fenris's nose!
Simone: The last person to make Fenris bleed as I recall was his MMA equal, Jake Raab!
J2H then nudges Jasmine aside and he begins to take advantage and he starts to stomp down onto the body of Fenris, not giving him a chance to recover! J2H then pulls the bigger man to his feet and he attempts an Irish whip but Fenris has the presence of mind to hold on and reverse it! J2H comes off the ropes and Fenris swings for a clothesline but J2H ducks under as if going for another crucifix but instead has him trapped in an Octopus submission hold!
Simone: And again J2H has his opponent trapped where he can't fight back and attempting to make him submit!
Adams: Oh I am sure J2H would just love to be the man who makes Fenris tap for the first time!
But Fenris holds on and refuses Jasmine's questioning! Fenris then begins to struggle, attempting to power out of this hold...!
Adams: Is he going to do it!? He's not in a good position!
Simone: Fenris is a man strong enough despite his size to suplex the likes of Casey Williams! Don't count him out!
And indeed Fenris slowly stands upright, tearing J2H's leg loose but holds up and suddenly J2H finds himself on the shoulders of Fenris in a Fireman's Carry! J2H shakes his head "no" and Fenris throws him off for a GTS, but J2H shifts his way behind Fenris and brings him down with a Lungblower! J2H holds on and rolls back and...!
Adams: Bank Statement! Another submission!
J2H is pulling him back as far as he can, tearing away at the back and neck muscles of Fenris! The neck and back of the Icelandic Superstar is bent backward at a painful degree, and Jasmine is right there to check for the submission but it just is NOT happening! Fenris reaches for the ropes but J2H has him right in the center of the ring!
Simone: Fenris has nowhere to go and J2H is NOT letting go! What else can he do BUT give up??
Suddenly Fenris grabs J2H by the hand and proceeds to bend the fingers of one hand backwards...!
Adams: He can do THAT!
J2H grimaces and yells out in pain as Fenris pries his hold loose, bending his fingers back and separating them! Fenris slowly stands up, holding his extended arm and he suddenly SNAPS J2H's fingers!
Adams: OWWW!
Simone: Oh God! I can just FEEL that!
J2H staggers away, clutching his hand to his chest and he falls back against the far corner! Fenris moves in as Jasmine warns him to stay back and Fenris grabs J2H by the hair and this time he is unable to shield himself as Fenris just lays into him with an unending series of Muay Thai knee strikes right into his exposed head and face! Jasmine tries to get him off of J2H but Fenris is like a pit bull and will not stop as Jasmine finally begins a count against him!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
And one knee lift rocks J2H back against the corner and he falls to his backside!
Adams: Look, Bel! Look!
And this time Fenris backs up halfway across the ring and charges straight in and crashes his hip and backside right into J2H's head with a running hip attack! He steps back away from Jasmine who checks on J2H and there is a noticeable crimson stain on the all-white shorts of Fenris!
Simone: I AM looking! Fenris has returned the favor from earlier and now it is J2H who is busted open!
His forehead, just below the hairline, has been split open and blood is coming down into his eyes and face, streaking in rivulets! Jasmine asks him if he can continue and J2H nods, determined to do so! J2H uses the ropes to pull himself to his feet and Jasmine turns in time to get out of the way as Fenris races in with a big boot, face washing J2H! The blow knocks J2H completely off of the ropes and he hits the mat! Fenris covers him immediately!
ONE!
TWO!
J2H kicks out!
Adams: AMAZING!
Fenris stands up, dragging J2H up along with him. Fenris sends him into the ropes but as J2H comes off, he has enough presence of mind to counter with a Tilt-A-Whirl DDT, driving the head of Fenris right into the canvas! But rather than go for the pin, the bloody and weakened J2H staggers to his feet and begins to climb to the top!
Simone: I do not know if this is a wise move on the art of J2H! Not in his weakened condition!
Fenris slowly rolls over to his back and J2H sizes him up and LEAPS, crushing Fenris with a frog splash - but Fenris brings his bare foot up and it connects right with J2H's face! J2H staggers back on his feet and Fenris ducks behind him and whips him around and down to the canvas!
Adams: Asuka Lock! He has it in the center of the ring!
Simone: Oh no he doesn't!
Because J2H rolls right back through so he has Fenris's shoulders pinned down to the mat!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Fenris escapes!
Both men stagger up and Fenris attempts a wild swing but JH ducks and grabs his arm...!
Adams: Kiss This!
J2H with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-Fenris arches his back to escape the pin!
Simone: Oh my god! OH MY GOD! I thought he had it!
Adams: I can't believe Fenris escaped Kiss This!
J2H is kneeling on the mat, wiping both hands over his face and seemingly stunned over this fact! J2H begins to nod and seeks another means to victory as he drags the dazed and stunned Fenris to his feet and J2H attempts a spinning heel kick but Fenris ducks and from out of nowhere...!
Simone: Wolf's Bane!
The kick lands PERFECTLY and J2H goes down like a ton of rocks! Fenris covers him in a jackknife pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-KICK OUT!!!
Simone: J2H... J2H... oh dear god I can't even say it!
Adams: I can! J2H kicked out of the Wolf's Bane!
Both men are now down on the mat, bleeding! Sweating! Exhausted! And the SCW Universe is rallying behind them with caps and stomps as the cheers grow louder!
Fans: THIS IS AWESOME! THIS IS AWESOME!
Simone: The fighting spirits of both of these men!
Jasmine stands over both men and begins to issue her count as they begin to stir...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Fenris rolls to his hands and knees and slowly forces his way back to his feet...
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
And J2H pulls himself back up to a vertical base with the use of the ropes! Fenris moves in but J2H sees him coming and throws a heavy forearm that knocks him back! J2H steps forward and Fenris returns fire with his own stinging right hand! A forearm from J2H! A right hand from Fenris! The match quickly breaks down and the two men stand there in the center of the ring, exchanging blows! J2H goes to deliver another heavy blow but this time Fenris blocks it by grabbing his arm and he holds on, ducking behind him!
Adams: He's going for the Asuka lock again!
Simone: And if he gets it this time, I don't think J2H has enough left in him to counter!
But J2H DOES have enough wits to use his own weight to bull Fenris back into the near corner! J2H then backs up just far enough to come running in for a charging knee – when Fenris greets him with ANOTHER straight kick to the head!
Simone: A SECOND Wolf's Bane!
The blow spins J2H around like a top and Fenris is right on him! He grabs him from behind and drags him to the mat and back into the Asuka lock...
Adams: He's got nowhere to go!
Simone: I don't think he's fully awake after that second Wolf's Bane!
Fenris wrenches back tighter as J2H's hand hovers above the mat, before tapping out furiously!
DING DING DING!
Adams: Wow! I don't think I've ever seen J2H tap out to anyone!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Here is your winner by submission..... FENNNNNNNNNRIIIIIIIISSSSSS!
The crowd burst in to cheers!
Adams: Oh my god! I can't believe what I've seen here! There's not a person in the world that would have ever thought they would see J2H tap out!
Simone: These two men were just so damn evenly matched that it could have gone either way, but I agree, I don't think anyone saw that coming.!
Austin and Aron help both of their men to their feet as the fans are giving them a standing ovation!
Simone: And you said it yourself Jason! This match will be talked about for years to come!
When "the Dreamkiller" arrived in SCW, much was expected of her being a member of the famed Wolfslair stable. Many experts wondered if too much weight was being placed on the shoulders of the young rookie, but she quickly silenced those very same doubters by not only outlasting several other women to win the Internet Championship, but by defeating Hall of Famer Keira Fisher-Johnson to become a two-time champion. If this is what she has accomplished as a rookie, imagine what she will be capable of when her career peaks!
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"Like a Phoenix" begins to slowly play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring. She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponent.
Adams: And here she is for one last fight. Keira Fisher is calling it a career after this match, and she has promised something special.
Simone: And she's gonna have a fight she wanted with Roxi.
The opening guitar riff of Rush' "Limelight" begin on the PA system. The cameras pan around the arena, and as the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson rushes through the curtain and stops, a huge smile on her face. She soaks in the cheers and treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before climbing up on the apron and looking out at the cheering crowd, before entering the ring and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers. She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, turns to the hard camera side and dropping to a knee, and giving the "I love you" in sign language pose. She stands and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.
Adams: And there she is, the legend herself.
Simone: They call her an Icon, but let's just say that both these women are iconic. Team Hero. Right here, one more time.
The two stare at each other, both giving a smile at first. Keira was nervous before this. But it felt like those nerves were gone. Roxi gives a nod as Keira looks at the ref and shouts
Keira: RING IT!
Simone: Wait, Keira's demanding the ref to...
Adams: That's how confident Keira is right now. She wants this fight. She doesn't care.
The ref nods and rings the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: HERE WE GO! ONE LAST TIME! We'll finally see who's the better in Team He–
Before Simone goes to finish that, Keira quickly goes to Roxi and grabs her by the shoulder. Roxi looks confused as Keira places two fingers onto her own forehead. The lights go out for the moment, the crowd being confused by this. The lights go back on and both Roxi and Keira are gone.
Adams: W-Wait! Where did they go!?
Simone: I-I don't know! They were in the ring just a moment ago.
All of a sudden, the tron turns on and the lights dim a bit. The crowd sees Keira and Roxi outside as everyone of the building from the announcers to even the owners themselves were confused. Keira smirks as she backs away from Roxi and says
Keira: I told you, Roxi. I told you that we'll settle it. I'll finally find the answer tonight.
Roxi: What!? Why are we out here?
Keira: Why? Simple. The ring will not give me the answer. The world will...in fact. The entire world is taking a little...trip.
Roxi: Keira, what are you–
Keira slowly raises one of her arms up, her hand extending out as she gives a huge smirk. She screams out to the heavens as all of a sudden, the skies turn blood red. The arena lights turn blood red as the crowd screams a bit. Roxi looks at the skies for the moment, then looks at Keira
Roxi: Keira, what did you...WHAT IS THIS!?
Keira: This? This is Sin's World...of course.
Keira: I had some of Sin's own power still in my entire body from the Sin Incident two years ago. Enough to plunge the world into Sin's own world! Don't worry. The world isn't forever. Once I finally find out my decision, the world will return to normal. So if anyone's watching this. You're safe.
Keira gives a sadistic smirk to Roxi
Keira: But Roxi...isn't.
Roxi: You didn't have to change everything and take us out here in order to fight.
Keira: I do! I told you, this is how we finally settle this, Roxi. The ring would not hold the answer. The world will!
Keira was more serious than she was before. She then says
Keira: I wanted to find out who was better between us for ages, Roxi. That ring, that 20 by 20 ABOMINATION...was never the answer! Two years ago, I wanted to finally find out. But THEY TOOK IT AWAY...gave me a tainted victory.
Keira growls at this
Keira: That...tainted victory has haunted me since then. I've kept this a secret from you for two years. This is the only way that it ends, Roxi!
Keira lowers her hand as she gives a smirk. She then says
Keira: I told you that I wanted your all this time, Roxi. All of your sweat. All of your tears, ALL OF YOUR ENERGY....
Keira takes a deep breath
Keira: And all of your blood....
Roxi: My...What are you saying? What are you implying!?
Keira: If you don't give me your all, every last bit of it, Roxi Johnson....
Keira gets a even more serious look, saying in a cold tone to Roxi
Keira: I...will...kill...you.
Roxi: No. You won't.
Keira keeps looking at Roxi with that cold tone. She takes her right hand and points the palm of it at the arena.
Keira: Wanna bet?
Keira produces an energy ball, aiming it at the arena itself. The crowd is screaming at this, knowing they can't escape it
Keira: You really want to take that risk, Roxi!? Either I get your all or SCW will be taking the Ultimate High Stake! THEIR OWN LIVES!
Roxi: Don't pull the villain routine with me, Keira. If you want to fight, let's fight. If not, you're just wasting time.
Keira gives a smirk as she lowers her hand, the ball dissipating from her hand. The crowd gives a sigh of relief.
Keira: I got all the time in the world...
Keira rushes and throws a huge right, clocking Roxi against the cheek and making her fly. Roxi hits a car, crushing the side of it as Keira smirks.
Keira: I do want to fight. Let's see if you can handle it....weakling.
Roxi quickly shakes it off and rushes. She clocks Keira right back with the same force. It sends Keira flying, but she stops and lands on her feet.
Keira gives a smirk as she shouts
Keira: There we go! Give it to me! GIVE ME ALL YOU GOT!!!!
Roxi: I WILL!!!!!!
The two rush towards each other and collide. The arena shakes from this as the two begins to throw punches and kicks, the crowd barely able to keep up with it. Keira is able to block a few of Roxi's punches. She quickly sees a weak spot and raises her foot, hitting Seven Sins on Roxi hard, knocking Roxi down to the ground. Keira smirks as she looks down at Roxi
Keira: That all you got? I expected more from you, baby.
Roxi: Or, maybe you just need better finishing moves.
Keira: Says the woman who moonsaults?
Keira pulls Roxi up, but gets sucker punched by Roxi and a few stomach punches added to it. Keira doubles over a bit as she groans from it. Roxi begins to throw a few more punches and kicks, but then she jumps a bit, giving Roxi a double axe handle, making Keira land hard and having her groan a bit.
Roxi: What was that about expecting more from me? You didn't want me holding back, Keira. I'm giving you what you want. Now yield...
Keira slowly gets up, looking at Roxi as she growls
Keira: Not on your life. But I think we're done with this warm up. Agreed?
Roxi gives a smirk as she screams out, powering up a bit. Keira does the same as the two resume their fist fight. All of a sudden, Keira screams out, throwing a huge right, clocking Roxi and making her fly. Keira rushes and flies after her, the crowd cheering for this. Moments later, Roxi lands onto a grassy area, making a crater as Keira hovers overhead. She looks down and smirks.
Keira: Oops! Looks like I hit too hard, babe. Too bad, dirt doesn't suit you. But this will!
Keira raises her hand and screams out
Keira: Take....THIS!!!!!!!
A huge blast of Ki Energy is launched at Roxi. Roxi slowly stands and sees it. She rolls as hard as she could, dodging it as it hits, making that crater Roxi made bigger than before. Keira frowns a bit as she rushes down. But Roxi was ready as she rushes and spears Keira down. Keira lands as Roxi throws lefts and rights to keep Keira down. Roxi raises up as well, extending her hand as well, aiming at Keira
Roxi: Let me return the favor!
Roxi does the same, but Keira looks up and sees it coming at her. She raises her hand and fires one back. The energy balls collide and show a bright light as the crowd were screaming in the arena from the light. The light vanishes after a few minutes as Keira gets up and flies up, throwing a few more punches to Roxi before Roxi could get a chance to fight back in this. Keira continues to throw lefts and rights as she grabs Roxi's arm, bending it back, making Roxi scream hard.
Keira: Give it up, Roxi! You know I'm better!
Roxi screams more, but uses her other arm, more so her elbow and throws a few shots to Keira's stomach. Keira lets go, but Roxi bends Keira's arm in return, making Keira scream back from the pain.
Roxi: Considering you let your guard down, my love. Now yield!
Keira: N-Never!!!!
Keira screams out, slowly getting out of it. She turns as the two go back and forth with the lefts and rights. Roxi growls as she now tries to uppercut Keira. But Keira blocks it as she grabs Roxi and twirls her around. She throws her down. Keira fires a huge Ki blast, hitting Roxi hard, making her scream as she lands onto the ground. Keira pants heavily from this as she says
Keira: Yes, this is it. This is the fight I wanted for so long.
Keira looks down, seeing Roxi slowly stand up as she smirks.
Keira: Is that all you got? I told you to not hold back, yet you're already spent? They said I was YOUR Shadow!? No. If anything, YOU'RE THE WEAK LINK! YOU...ARE...WEAK!!!!
Roxi hears this and grits her teeth. She begins to glow a bit as she looks up at Keira. She screams out
Roxi: I think you know me better than that!
All of a sudden, A blast of energy comes out of Roxi, changing her look. Her red hair was now purple as she looks up at Keira with purple dots replacing her eyes. Keira looked shocked at this, but could feel that Roxi was still normal. Keira keeps her cool and somehow, she begins to glow as well. Her blonde hair turns silver, silver dots replacing her eyes as she looks down at Roxi
Keira: Yes, the answer is coming more clear. I believe it's time to end this.
Keira slowly lands down, both women having a serious look on her face. Keira places her hands together. Roxi then says
Roxi: Fine. I wanted to do this for ages, my own little move. Just. For. You. My love.
Roxi would place her hands together as the two stare. Their energies build up in their hands
Keira: Ready?
Roxi: Always.
Keira: Good. This is it!
Roxi: Let's finish this.
The crowd begin to wonder what was going on as both Keira and Roxi shout
Keira: NOW!
Roxi: NOW!
Two huge beams of energy fire out at the same time as it clashes against each other. The two struggle to hold on. All of a sudden, the beams explode as the impact from it make the two fly back hard. Both land hard as the crowd screams from the intense light shining out from it. Smoke was now seen filling the battlefield as the crowd were now watching. They begin to worry and assume the worst. The smoke slowly clears up as it shows both Keira and Roxi, standing but barely at this rate. Both are breathing heavily, their clothes are a bit torn from the last attack. The two scream out at this rate and rush towards each other.
Roxi: KEIRAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!
Keira: ROXXXXXXXXIIIIIIIIIII!!!!!!!!!!
The two get close to each other and throw out a final, intense punch, hitting each other hard across the face. Cause of it, both women fall down hard on the ground. The crowd gasps as both women are seen down, panting. The skies are seen changing from the blood red to a somewhat dusk, looking like the world was returned to normal. The arena lights dim a bit, changing from their red light to normal. As soon as she says that, Both Roxi and Keira are slowly getting up. Both are in intense pain and they begin to look at each other. When it looks like they were going to go again, Keira gives a huge smile. Roxi sees it and smiles back, saying
Roxi: You got your answer, don't you?
Keira: Yes. Yes I do. I'm now fully satisfied...
Keira goes and hugs Roxi deeply and Roxi returns the hug as well. The tron fades as the ref was hearing on the headset. Jason and Simone are speechless
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen... we have a draw.
Simone: A DRAW!?
Adams: WHAT A RIP!
Simone: While I admit. It's not the result I was expecting, especially how hard those two were going. From Keira's expression, she's happy with it.
Adams: So is Roxi.
The crowd cheers loudly from this, not caring anymore who was better.
Simone: Looks like the crowd agrees with this too!
Adams: We finally got the answer on who's better in Team Hero. It's a tie. Both are equal. Both are strong. Both...are icons and legends.
Simone: Thank you Team H...no. The LEGENDARY Team Hero! Thank you, Keira. We hope to see you again soon!
The scene now cuts to the back.
This was a very tight race but in the end, a star from Sin City Underground graduated to Sin City Wresting to become the Future Star of the Year. While in SCU, the flamboyant Helluva Bottom Carter reigned as Pride Tag Champion (w/Ariana Angelos), TV Champion, showed his diversity as a legit fighter as Combat Champion - AND became the youngest ever Underground Champion in SCU history! Following SCU's closure, Carter was immediately signed by "Hot Stuff" himself and went on to impressive victories over the likes of "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart and Todd Williams. Recent events have stalled the success rate of his career but many are positive that will be rectified in the future.
Melissa is preparing for her match, taping her fists as Goth is giving her some final advices before giving her the time to mentally prepare for the match. She notices the camera, sighing as she nods her head towards the camera to approach her.
Melissa: Here we are, finally I get the chance to shut Jessie Salco up. Lets see what she can do inside that chamber of hers, lets see whether she can finally do what she has been vowing to do since this had started. But even though I respect her for her career... I have to tell you all, I doubt it.
She grins as she moves her head from left to right, relaxing her neck muscles a bit before turning her attention back to the camera.
Melissa: You heard my warnings Jessie, I am not saying these words just to make sound and be cool for the viewing audience. I am prepared to do anything to make sure that YOU won't walk upon your own accord out of the ring and to the back. You enjoy your hall of fame, I will enjoy the beatdown that we will give each other. But you won't have enough to break me. Count on that.
With that she closes the door as she prepares for the match.
The scene opens backstage at High Stakes XII where we see one of the two competitors in the Chamber of Extreme Match and one of tonight's Hall of Fame inductees Jessie Salco ready for an interview with Ms. Rocky Mountains.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, first off congrats on the Hall of Fame induction from earlier tonight.
Jessie: Thanks, between you, Pussy and pretty much everyone else? I think I've been congratulated about a hundred times?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: It is a big moment for you though Jessie! But your also settling the score with Melissa tonight in the Chamber of Extreme, after such an obvious high as your Hall of Fame induction, can you cap off the night with a win to end the rivalry?
Jessie: For years, I've been after my Cinderella ending, gotta say, being inducted into the Hall of Fame and beating my rival would be a hell of a Cinderella ending!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I thought you said during your speech that you weren't retiring?
Jessie: And I'm not! Christian was right, my Hall of Fame induction wasn't the end of my story, it's just the end of my previous arc.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: The past ten years of your SCW career?
Jessie: Exactly! How else can I describe going from a twenty-two-year-old girl who was a relative rookie and recovering drug addict to a thirty-two-year-old woman with a decade of experience and someone who has been sober for well over a decade? My health problems will always be there sadly but I'm a world away from the girl who entered SCW in the middle of July of 2012!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Your still emotional from your induction speech aren't you?
Jessie sighs as she brushes some hair over her shoulder.
Jessie: How can't I be emotional after a moment like that? I wish I could go back and show the Jessie of 2012 that this was in her future, then again I persisted either way so who knows?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Who knows indeed? That said: any last words for Melissa? I noticed you didn't bring any mannequins this time?
Jessie chuckles as she shakes her head.
Jessie: I didn't want to creep Christian out for the second show in a row but after losing my last Chamber of Extreme Match? I'll be back to my winning ways tonight! Melissa, there's be no more quotes from historical figures, no more passive aggressive threats, just my promise that if you want to beat me in the chamber then your going to have to go to hell and back!
Jessie goes to walk off but stops.
Jessie: Changed my mind.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh?
Jessie: Alea Iacta Est!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, what?
Jessie: The die is cast!
Jessie walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: The following contest is the Chamber of extreme match!
Love you to Death from Type O Negative: We hear a violin and a piano playing softly in the background before the dark voice of Peter Steele can be heard softly singing until he utters the Beast is Going to get ya yeah.... This causes flames to shoot out from the entrance ramp as Melissa walks out to the arena accompanied by her man Goth.
Justin: Coming down the ring accompanied by the Hall of Fame Legend Goth!! Standing in at 5'9 and weighing in at 130 pounds!! Hailing from Manhattan, New York!! Lady Goth!! Melissa!!!!
The two walk to the ring, totally ignoring the crowd until they reach the middle of the ramp way. Melissa extends her arms as we Peter Steele sing Your wish is my command, causing Goth to take off her robe that she is wearing as that reveals her in ring wrestling gear. She walks towards the ring, slides underneath the bottom rope and stares at the crowd for a moment before turning her gaze towards Goth as we hear the chorus softly start to swing Let me Love you .... To death... as the two blow a romantic kiss towards each other. Melissa then stands up and walks over towards her corner to await her opponent.
The arena cuts to black as the slow guitar intro of "Blood Lightning" by Lutharo is heard over the PA System, right as the song launches into the opening guitar solo the lights start to flash across the arena before a single spotlight shines on Jessie headbanging to the song.
Justin: From Miami, Florida, please welcome Jessie Salco!
DING DING DING!
Melissa crashes Jessie into the wall of the Chamber. Jessie starts to stumble away but Melissa grabs her and throws her into the wall again. Melissa starts to throw kicks at Jessie's legs, catching her repeatedly. Jessie goes to block them but Melissa throws a nasty head kick. Jessie's head bounces back off the wall from the impact of the kick. She slumps down the wall into the seated position. Melissa steps back and drives her knee into Jessie's face, again bouncing Jessie's head off the wall. Melissa drags her up roughly and hurls her into the ring under the bottom rope. Melissa follows her in and covers, hooking the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
JESSIE KICKS OUT!
Melissa mounts Jessie and looks to rain punches down. Jessie gets a knee to the groin and manages to flip Melissa over and off of her. Jessie rolls away, looking around to try and regain her bearings. Melissa slides out to the floor and grabs a conveniently located kendo stick. Melissa stares at the kendo stick and smirks, nodding about the visions of the things she can do with this implement of destruction currently dancing through her head. Melissa turns and starts to come back into the ring. Jessie catches her halfway in with a baseball slide. Melissa drops the kendo stick in the ring and falls off the edge of the ring to the floor. Melissa rolls over, discombobulated by the fall and splat on the floor. Jessie slingshots herself up onto the top rope and drops a leg off the top to the floor, smashing down onto the back of the on-all-fours Melissa. Melissa is smashed down onto the floor as the crowd explodes at the sight of the two combatants crashing into one another like that.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Adams: These two are clearly trying to end one another!
Simone: If they keep this up, at least one of them is going to succeed.
Adams: At least one of them?
Simone: Jessie Salco just risked breaking herself if it meant breaking Melissa as well. That's not going to stop any time soon and could end up putting them both down!
Jessie rolls over and starts to pull herself up against the ring. Melissa grimaces in agony on the floor, clutching at her back. Jessie gets to her original upright position and looks around, the crowd cheering this fight on wildly. Melissa rolls over and tries to crawl closer to the wall. Jessie turns and gets a stow-step running start. Melissa clumps her coming in with a drop toehold. Jessie smashes violently face first into the wall before bouncing back, turning over and falling to the floor. She lands on her back, blood trickling down from her nose and upper lip. Melissa starts to viciously kick from her back at the equally down Jessie, pounding away with all her strength. Jessie tries to get her hands up to stop the blows but just gets her own hand kicked back up at her face in the process. Jessie rolls over and Melissa uses her spite to sit up. She uses her arms to brace herself as she keeps kicking at Jessie almost like trying to pedal an invisible bike. Jessie crawls away and Melissa dives at her, pouncing on Jessie's back. Melissa looks for a rear naked choke but Jessie gives her a back elbow smash to the face to slow her down. Melissa tries to keep going for the hold but Jessie nails her a second time with the elbow. Melissa falls away and Jessie pulls herself up on the edge of the ring. Jessie rolls into the ring and Melissa is right behind her. The two stand and start throwing wild punches, both connecting repeatedly simultaneously. The crowd goes wild as blood starts flying from both faces.
Adams: And the fight is on!
Simone: The fight's been on since they both arrived on the scene tonight.
Adams: The way this is going somebody's gonna be walking like it's a crime scene.
Simone: They really keep this up, it'll be more than just a crime.
Melisa gets a knee to the gut of Jessie and then executes a judo throw to get her down. Melissa gives her a couple of more punches before dropping a knee and then covering.
ONE!
TWO!
JESSIE KICKS OUT!
Melissa reaches over and grabs the kendo stick, quickly moving to use it to choke Jessie out with it. The referee moves in to see if Jessie wants to submit but Jessie manages to shake her head even as Melissa pulls harder. The referee asks her again and Jessie grits her teeth.
Jessie: FUCK OFF!
Melissa looks to stand up to get better leverage while maintaining her choke. Jessie elbows her in the crotch. Melissa loses her grip and collapses to the mat in pain. The kendo stick falls to the mat and skitters away. Jessie falls to all fours, gasping for breath while Melissa lies behind her, the pain etched onto her face. Melissa rolls Jessie up from behind.
ONE!
TWO!
JESSIE GETS A SHOULDER UP!
Jessie spins and cradles Melissa.
ONE!
TWO!
MELISSA KICKS OUT!
Jessie grabs Melissa and starts the No Remorse elbows, driving the point of her elbow into the neck and head area of Melissa over and over and over again. Melissa reaches up at Jessie's eyes and rakes away. Jessie falls back and Melissa crawls away.
Adams: Now it's a race. Can Jessie get up and stop her before Melissa gets the weapon again?
Simone: So far in this match it hasn't mattered. If Melissa gets that stick again, Jessie's in major trouble!
Adams: How major is major?
Simone: As bad as it gets, especially in this situation.
Jessie sits up and looks over to see what Melissa is doing. Jessie grabs at the ropes to pull herself up while Melissa crawls towards the kendo stick. Jessie gets to her feet and turns, starting towards Melissa. Melissa gets to the stick, grabs it and turns to face the oncoming Jessie just in time. Melissa whacks Jessie in the knees. Jessie is hobbled by the strike and Melissa uses the ropes to help her get up. She rears back and cracks Jessie in the mouth with the kendo stick.
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Jessie goes down, bleeding profusely from the mouth. Melissa drops the stick and falls into a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO!
JESSIE GETS A SHOULDER UP AT THE VERY LAST SECOND!
Melissa pounds the mat in frustration, demanding to know how that wasn't three from the official. The hapless referee reiterates that Jessie did, in fact, get her shoulder up in time and Melissa shakes her head in outraged disbelief. Jessie rolls over, bleeding all over the place as Melissa stands up, glaring down at her wounded prey. Melissa moves in to grab at Jessie' hair. Jessie brings up the kendo stick between Melissa's legs. Melissa's mouth falls open in shock and surprise pain. Jessie uses the stick almost like a cane to stagger up to her feet. Jessie winds up and smacks the stick onto the doubled over Melissa's back. Melissa grimaces in pain and stars to move away, now clutching at her back from the impact. Jessie rears back and starts smashing the stick over Melissa's head, hitting her over and over and over and over again until the stick breaks over Melissa's head. Melissa falls to all fours and Jessie cracks her over the back of the head with the remains. Melissa goes down, bleeding from the side of the head. Jessie pulls the two pieces of the stick apart and moves in behind Melissa. Jesie drops down, wrath in her eyes. Jessie takes the two broken pieces and jams them into Melissa' forehead just above her eyes. Melissa starts screaming in agony as Jesioe makes the blood flow anew from these freshly inflicted wounds, grinding the sharp edges into Melissa's flesh. The referee moves in but Melissa is already submitting before the official gets there. The referee calls for the bell as the crowd watches on.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, JESSIE SALCO!
Adams: Dear God!
Simone: I told you it was coming from somewhere!
Adams: Jessie Salco brought the gravity!
Simone: You knew it was coming but like that, I don't know if anybody satw that one coming completely.
Miles "Milo" Kasey captured the hearts of the fans by not only his funny and loveable personality, but also his "never say die" attitude inside of the ring. And while many times the results were not what he strived for, Miles never gave up or quit and always just resolved to work even harder "next time". That positive attitude paid off when he won his very first SCW singles title, and the resounding success of his career resurgence nailed for him this honor.
Backstage, it's the biggest night on the Sin City Wrestling calendar. Legends roam the halls and the crowd has stars in their eyes- mostly due to the jam packed card and myriad of special appearances. High Stakes is exactly that, a time for risk-taking and rebellion, such as the determined saunter of the former and longest reigning World Bombshells Champion Amber Ryan. Not seen for the last month since announcing her semi-forced retirement at the hands of the current champion- the Painted Hurricane appears less like herself than usual. Still gingerly carrying her left arm lopsidedly and the scar tracing down her throat evident in spite of the best efforts of the shadows cast in dull fluorescence, theres an air of recklessness perhaps not seen since her prior pursuit of the belt she made categorically 'hers'.
Without a moment of pause or hesitation, Amber approaches the same locker room that she was last seen frequenting- one labelled simply with a loose leaf of paper scrawled with the name Masque. Perhaps there is method in the madness, an element of supposed surprise as Amber simply lets herself in without even considering what might lie beyond- quietly braced for what could be the worst, only to find a lack of reaction. A lack of a World Bombshells champion.
Not, however, a lack of the belt.
Nor, a familiar figure cradling it gently on their shoulder.
Becoming Masque's 'protege' appeared to be sitting rather impassively with Avalon Blackthorn, rising up from a bench to meet her former mentor with World Bombshells title draped over her shoulder. A guardian perhaps, a babysitter for the greatest prize in the company. Even now, with weeks passed- the faint outline of a bloodstained heart still mars the surface of the faceplate. Avalon's blood where her pride and youthful impulse had led her astray and into the arms of Masque's Rapture.
Avalon Blackthorn: You know, manners don't cost anything.
Amber doesn't flinch as she fronts up to the younger woman, her attention strafing between the belt and the person holding it.
Amber Ryan: Where the fuck is she, Ava.
Avalon shifts on the spot slightly as though the weight of the belt feels unfamiliar, like she's still readjusting to her proposed 'duty'. Shrugging indifferently, Avalon appears almost bored by the intrusion- as though expected and predictable.
Avalon Blackthorn: Do I look like a secretary?
Amber shakes her head dismissively, sensing the approach simply throwing up further walls.
Amber Ryan: Do you want me to apologise, Ava? Cause I will... even though I warned you, even though I told you that this was a fucking terrible idea. Even though I did everything I could to stop that match happening...
Amber trails off as Avalon scoffs less than subtly.
Avalon Blackthorn: You did fuck all, Red... like that's anything new.
Narrowing her gaze, Amber's passive stare hardens into something more triggered. Nose wrinkling, the edge of her lip curls frustratedly.
Amber Ryan: I didn't want the match, I couldn't have competed. You knew that. Don't get me wrong, I haven't forgotten about what's important, I can't just continue to overlook the fact that she's parading around with MY title on her shoulder like she somehow justifiably earned it...
Avon shakes her head viciously, clearly fed up with the narrative being woven.
Avalon Blackthorn: Do you ever listen to yourself Red... YOUR title. That's always been the most important thing to you right, has always been. Everything is about 'YOUR' Bombshells title... but truth is- it's not yours anymore, is it? You've become another clapped out, broken down, worn out shell who can't move on from what she's lost. You're so lost in the past that it's a wonder you can walk forwards in the present. It's not yours anymore Amber, and it hasn't been for months... and probably won't be ever again. You said it yourself- you're done. You can't do this anymore. Why can't you just move on... For Mac, for yourself... Actually live your life, you know, instead of dying over and over for something that isn't truly yours.
Amber seethes silently, sharpened tongue firmly rooted in her cheek for fear of cutting ties better left to fray.
Avalon Blackthorn: At least Masque is fucking honest, Red. She told me exactly the way it was going to be and delivered on it- there's no bullshit there, no pretence or pomp and circumstance. She might just be a monster, but at least she can admit it rather than pretending that her halo hasn't fallen around her throat and become her ultimate noose.
Avalon leans in with almost a pity scowl, readjusting the belt on her shoulder absent-mindedly whilst noting that Amber's attention hasn't shifted from the gold since she last glanced in that direction.
Avalon Blackthorn: She's taught me more about what it meant to be a fighter in the space of weeks than you ever managed in two years. All I ever wanted to do was get better- and all you ever wanted was the fucking belt.
Avalon drops the belt from her shoulder as though removing it from Amber's glare would somehow attract her attention back. To a degree it does, earning a brilliant blue green glare for her efforts that seems to echo soundlessly in the space between them.
Avalon Blackthorn: Get a fucking grip Amber... and go home.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Bombshell World Heavyweight Championship!!
Diamond and the Gem Stones begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does we are able to see the likes of the Gem Stones playing on a tron. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerging from the curtain with a microphone in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring cheers. Kate smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more cheers. Diamond finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who cheers louder than before. She waves at them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for the match to begin.
Justin: Currently in the ring, standing in at 5'2 and weighing in at 110 pounds!! Hailing from London, England!!! Diamond Steele!!!!
The arena is plunged into darkness. A single spotlight illuminates the entranceway, as the choral refrain asks, "Will the Circle be Unbroken?" Stepping into the brightness, Masque drops to her knees and with a head tipped upwards, stares into the rafters - arms held outwards. After a few seconds she brings her gloved palms together in an apparent moment of prayer.
Climbing back to her feet, Masque interlocks her fingers and makes her languid way down the ramp as she is followed by Avalon who is holding the world title in her hands, hands pressed together against her chest. Periodically, she stops in front of a gesticulating, whooping member of the audience and offers them her hand. Some shrink back, others grasp it with theirs. All quieten as she turns her eyes on them.
Pausing at the ring steps, she drops to one knee and touches a hand from her heart onto the metalwork, running fingers against scuffed steel. Once she climbs onto the apron Masque raises a long leg up, hovers it just above the top rope and rolls through; using momentum to spin her entire body over and inside in a single fluid twirl. She lands sitting on the mat, hands clasped together again and looking up at the lights.
Justin: And her opponent, accompanied by Avalon Blackthorn!!! Standing in at 6'0 and weighing in at 129 pounds!! Hailing from Parts Unknown!! She is the current SCW Bombshell Heavyweight Champion!! Masque!!!!
DING DING DING!
The match has begun as Masque and Diamond Steele are staring each other down a they stand in opposite corners as Jacob Summers tells them to get the match started, Diamond circles slowly around the bigger and more powerful Masque, keeping distance from the reach of the bigger woman. Masque herself stands in the middle of the ring and only turns her head in a way to keep her attention upon the challenger. Suddenly executing a spinning kick towards Steele as she had tried to get a move on her from behind. Causing Steele to stagger backwards towards the corner, avoiding to be hit as this gives Masque the opening that she needs as Steele had her attention taken away from the champ. Masque charges in on Steele with a running avalanche, keeping Steele in a standing position as she has her body against Steele. Grabbing her arm and whips Steele into the opposite corner before going for another running avalanche, but Steele manages to stop it by stepping sideways before grabbing Masque by the head and executes a reverse neck breaker before grabbing Masque by the arm and starts to kick Masque to the side of her head before dropping a leg across the throat and goes for the cover
ONE!
TW..
Masque bench presses Steele off of her as she slowly sits up as Steele has gotten up first and wraps her arms around Masque's neck with a reverse chinlock and puts all of her weight on the champion as Masque is trying to reach behind her to grab the head of Steele, only to have Jacob Summers to push her hands away from the hair of Steele.
Simone: This is Diamond's best chance in my opinion to beat the champion in order to ground her with wrestling moves.
Adams: You got that right, but we all know that Masque can mix it up with anyone.
Masque tries to grab Diamond's hair one last time, but then quickly follows it up by blasting both of her wrists across the temples of Diamond Steele. This causes her to let off the chin lock as she grabs herself by the head. Masque quickly gets up, charges towards the ropes and comes off with a running knee to the face of Diamond before grabbing her by the head and bashes the back of Diamond Steele's head into the canvas while listening to the five count of Jacob Sümmers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Masque lets go, as she gets up to her feet and executes a standing Moonsault on the challenger before going for the cover
ONE!
TWO!
Diamond kicks out, Masque sits up and stares at Jacob Summers and says something underneath the mask that she is wearing that cannot be heard by the microphone on the camera's that zoom in on the action. She continues talking, not paying any attention towards Diamond Steele who slowly has gotten to her knees and grabs Masque from behind in a Dragon Sleeper. Masque is waving her arms around, trying to reach for something to force a breakup. The ropes is too far away for the champion as she suddenly grabs the shirt from the official Jacob Summers. Who quickly manages to get out of reach from the champion who clearly is trying to force either a disqualification or a distraction.
Simone: Good call from Jacob to get out of reach and not let Masque somehow to get a momentum.
Masque's arms are swaying around before she suddenly uses her flexibility to drive a knee into the forehead of the challenger, this causes the hold to be relinquished. Both women stagger to their feet as either of them charge in on each other with the same idea, dropping each other with a running double clothesline as this causes Jacob Summers to stand near the two Bombshells and starts to use the ten count as neither of the two are starting to move.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
We see Diamond slowly start to get her left arm off the canvas as Masque has managed to roll on her stomach while leaning on her elbows as she shakes off the cobwebs
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Masque is slowly starting to push her upper body off the canvas while dragging herself towards the ropes as Diamond has started to push herself upwards to a seated position.
Seven!
Eight!
Nine!
Masque has managed to pull herself up to her feet by the ropes as she turns around and notices that Diamond's lack of concentration has gotten herself back on her back, only to kip up and stand up on her feet before charging in on the champion and executes a high knee to the face. This staggers the champion into the corner as Diamond grabs her by the head and aims to drop the champion in the middle of the ring with a Bulldog Headlock. Charging towards the middle of the ring, but gets pushed in the air by the champion at the moment that she jumps upwards. Causing Diamond to land on her funny bone and gasps for air due to the sudden impact that her body causes to shut down. Masque takes advantage as she runs towards the ropes and then executes a cross body block upon the challenger. Driving closed fists to the head instead of going for the cover, the fast pace and impact of the blows makes it impossible for Diamond to get her arms up to block the punches from the champion as Jacob warns her to stop before going for the five count
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Masque has gotten up to her feet, staring down Jacob Summers in an attempt to intimidate the official who tells her to back off. She turns her attention towards the challenger, grabbing her by the head and lifts her up to her feet and goes for a Body Slam, lifting her up to her feet but Diamond manages to slip out of her grip and surprises the champion when she catches Masque by the head and drops her with a
Adams: Tornado DDT!!!!!
Crowd: Holy Shit!! Holy Shit!!! Holy Shit!!
A replay from Diamond's counter out of the Body Slam is countered into the Tornado DDT, we see both women gasping for air as Diamond slowly turns around and places her arm across the chest of the champion as Jacob Summers starts to drop down to his knees for the three count
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...
Masque manages to get her shoulder off the canvas at the final possibility before the count of three could be administered. Diamond looks at the official with a look of utter disbelief, asking him whether it wasn't a three count.
Simone: Diamond was very close to become the newly crowned Bombshell World champion!!
Adams: Close, but no cigar Belinda
Diamond shakes her head, taking in a few deep breaths before grabbing the head of the champion and pushes her upon her stomach before placing her knee into the neck area of Masque while reaching around the head and pulls back on the champion's head as she is attempting to force a submission victory on the champion. Jacob is checking in on the champion whether she is willing to submit. But Masque refuses, screaming out no's through the grip that Diamond Steele has on her. Masque suddenly manages to push her artificial hand between the hands of Diamond as this gives her the opportunity to use her other hand to start to grab one of Diamond's hands and yanks on one of the fingers of Diamond. This causes Diamond to scream out in pain as the grip of Diamond on Masque is quickly let go. Masque holds on to the painful hand, pulling on the fingers before wrapping the arm behind Diamond's back after getting to her feet and sets her up for a slam. The impact of the blow is fully felt on the painful hand.
Simone: Good Grief!!!
Masque smells blood as she grabs the hand and places it on the canvas as she sets it up for a knee to drop against it after jumping upwards while holding on to the hand. The impact of the blow forces her to scream out in agonizing pain as Masque grabs the hand and pulls on the fingers before pulling them opposite sides as this could dislocate the fingers as Diamond is begging for her not to do it.
Simone: I don't think Masque will listen to begging!!
At that moment Masque pulls the fingers apart, this causes her to scream in agony as Masque immediately takes advantage of the given situation and shoves the artificial hand into the mouth of Diamond Steele in an attempt to use her mandible claw submission hold
Adams: The Rapture!!!!!
Diamond is struggling, trying to use her good hand to break the grip that Masque has on her with her mandible claw. But slowly starts to fade as the pain in her mouth and the pain on her painful hand is too much for her as she passes out before Jacob Summers calls for the bell
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match by submission!! And STILL SCW Bombshell World Heavyweight Champion!!! Masque!!!
Masque slowly lets go as she looks around the ring and smiles as she sees Avalon enter the ring while holding on to the Bombshell championship belt. She slowly gets out of the ring as Avalon follows her towards the back while looking towards the Titan Tron as she watches the challenger being assisted by the official and medical team.
The RPers are the life blood of any efed. Were it not for them and the characters that they take such painstaking measures to develop and write for, there would be no game/hobby. SCW is filled to the brim with talented writers and enduring characters, making this the most hotly contested award of the year. But one name stood out for this award - Dave. The man behind Jessie Salco, Ariana Angelos and Krystal Wolfe, has shown the true meaning of dedication to a home fed. His hard work has attracted the attention of his SCW peers who want to work with him, and the respect they have for him and his loyalty is why they granted him this honor.
There is a somber mood inside of the six-sided ring in the Michelob Ultra Arena, and small wonder why...
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen – THE TROLL!
Denis Leary's "Im An Asshole" plays and the crowd boos as the rotund and hyperactive "know-it-all" of professional wrestling, the Troll, runs onto the stage as fast as he can (which altogether isn't that fast). He has an annoying, excited look on his face as he pumps his arms, greeted by the boos of the fans.
Adams: Oh bloody hell...!
Simone: What in fresh hell is this!?
The Troll points into the ring, taking offense at the "lies" about his grandiose weight being made public. He then "jogs'' down to the ring, holding his hands out for high-fives but receives none. He struggles up onto the ring apron and climbs through the ropes, catching his shoe on the middle rope and face plants in the ring, much to the laughter of the crowd. The Troll then gets to his feet and pumps his arms again with a gleeful look on his fat face.
Adams: Tell me again why this guy is out here ruining an otherwise perfect evening?
Simone: APPARENTLY he has some huge reveal concerning Misty – or Darcy, the wife of O'Malley.
Adams: Yer not easing my anxiety level, Bel.
The Troll waddles over to the ropes and beckons for the mic, and Justin looks around at the fans.
Crowd: DON'T DO IT! DON'T DO IT! DON'T DO IT!
But Justin sees little alternative so he passes the microphone to the hand of the Troll who 'shoos' the ring announcer away and he takes his spot in the center of the ring with a sneering smile.
The Troll: Hello all of my beautiful peeps!
The crowd BOOS!
Fan: I LOVE YOU BABY!
To which even the Troll does a double take.
The Troll: Yeah I love you too, Ma!
The fans laugh as he resumes his presentation.
The Troll: Now! As promised, I believe I owe everyone here and watching from across the world a very special LIVE edition of Under the Bridge starring the Troll! (That's me.) And as each and every one of you out there knows - I am a man of my word!
Boos!
The Troll: Now you know as well as I do the reason why I am here! None of this would have been necessary if a certain Irish loser, I mean - Superstar, had just done the smart thing and listened to me when I tried to broaden his mind and let him know he was being played from the very start! You see, O'Malley never really was the sharpest knife in the drawer, and the fact that he was taken in by Misty who not only staged her demise, but then turned around and made herself up to be a new woman to worm her way back into that poor sod's life, well...!
The crowd out of respect for the memory of Misty BOOS and throws debris inside of the ring at him!
Simone: I can not believe this piece of trash is desecrating the memory of Misty like this!
Adams: And making light of her death! It's disgusting!
The Troll holds a hand up in an unsuccessful attempt to quiet 'his peeps' but the boos do not stop and he continues on none the less.
The Troll: But I know that as close minded as you plebeians tend to be, you'd never take MY word for it despite my proving time and again that I. Do. Not. Lie! So instead take the word of someone who was there! The person who I promised would lift the veil of deceit and make O'Malley realize he really is a love sick fool! I give to you O'Malley's own wife... the one! The ONLY - DARCY!
Adams: Oh. My...
Simone: GOD!
The Troll jumps up and down, flapping his arms in gleeful amusement at the 'prank' he has played on everyone! The "Darcy" impersonator danced down the aisle and slapped a hand or two in greeting with the fans, before struggling up the ringside steps.
Adams: You know if he... she... if they sneeze, they're going to bust out that outfit in eight different directions!
Justin himself holds the ropes open for "Darcy" as The Troll just watches with a smile on his face.
Simone: Just when I thought the Troll could sink no lower...
"Darcy" then sashays up to the side of the Troll and drapes an elbow on his shoulder and listens in.
The Troll: Ladies and germs! DARCY aka MISTY!
The crowd BOOS! The Troll turns and addresses "Darcy" with then microphone between them.
The Troll: Now Darcy, please tell the world the same thing that you told me. Tell everyone how...
The lights suddenly begin to flicker, causing the fans in attendance to both cheer and get louder with curiosity and excitement. The Troll looks around with a nervous smile until the lights go completely out. The fans get even louder and The Troll can be heard shouting. But the lights stay out. They stay out for what seems like an eternity. That is until..
"Posion In Your Veins" by Alter Bridge begins to play. The music is familiar. At least to those who have a good memory. As the music plays, an eerie video of a fog filled cemetery begins to play as the camera makes its way through, passing the many headstones.
Simone: If this is leading up to who I think it is, I think I'll be as shocked as everyone else!
Adams: I...I don't like this! This is giving me the creeps!!
Simone: You'd be even more creeped out if you remembered whose music is playing right now!
The crowd has gone quiet now as they all watch the video intently. The video speeds up faster until it finally lands on one very specific headstone and the fans absolutely lose it.
"MISTY WATERS-O'MALLEY"
As the fans are at their absolute loudest, the lights turn back on and unbeknownst to The Troll, a hooded figure is standing right behind him!! The Troll is pointing at the screen with a huge smile shouting "I told you so!" over and over again. The hooded figure just stands there waiting for him to turn around.
Simone: What on earth...!?
Adams: Who IS that...???
The hooded figure reaches up and draws back their hood - AND THE CROWD EXPLODES!!!
Adams: Oh my God!
Simone: It's O'Malley!
The "Darcy" impersonator is pointing behind the Troll who backs up with a confused look on his face until he bumps into that very someone... the Troll closes his eyes and turns around VERY slowly and finally sees who it is! The Troll shrieks in alarm and falls back, toppling over his own feet and hitting the mat! "Darcy" gets out of the ring as quickly as s/he can, and continuing to scream like a little girl, the Troll scrambles for the ropes as O'Malley merely watches. The Troll reaches the ropes and is just about to get outside - when O'Malley strikes! He grabs the Troll and spins him around and...!
Simone: SUPERKICK!!!
Adams: Right in his face!
The blow knocks the Troll back into the ropes and he ricochets off and O'Malley clips him one right in the teeth! The Troll goes down and O'Malley just begins laying in the fists, absolutely brutalizing the Troll for every single disrespectful thing he has said about not only his deceased wife, Misty but his current wife, Darcy, as well! The bell continues to ring as the Troll has been busted open by the rings on O'Malley's fingers! O'Malley jumps to his feet and grabs the Troll by his legs and locks him in a reverse Cloverleaf...!
Adams: The Celtic Crush!
The bell continues to ring as suddenly the entirety of the SCW referees are inside of the ring, trying to convince O'Malley to release the Troll! Finally they grab him by the arms and are forced to pry him loose and they force O'Malley back as Drew and Jacob check on the Troll's condition who tries to convince them that he is unhurt. He is bloody, dazed and confused as the two male officials assist him to his feet, clearly struggling with his dead weight. They just BARELY get him up to a vertical base when O'Malley rushes forward and past the four referees and he CLOTHESLINES the Troll out over the top and the Troll lands on a wooden table at the ringside and shatters it!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Finally security arrives and they swarm the ring as O'malley stares at what remains of the Troll on the outside, his eyes almost vacant from the anger felt! Paramedics are there on the scene to check on the Troll as O'Malley pulls away from the security and turns to take his leave as the camera cuts to break!
2022 was a tough year for the staff of SCW, so much so that Mark and Chris brought on a third member in Jeremy to help alleviate the pressures of the workload. The dedication to the members of SCW is what drives the staff, and there are times when they give up all social interactions and work thru sickness and injuries (Christ! Mark denied a hospital visit after being struck by a car so he could get home to do results!). And while Chris was named the Staff Member of 2022, he wants to share this honor with Mark, Jeremy, Annie the GFX artist and all of the writers who help week in and week out.
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, the following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the SCW World Championship!
"DO YOU CROSS YOUR HEART WHEN YOU HOPE TO DIE?"
The lights dim down and cast the arena in a red glow, and for a moment -- only a moment -- the crowd quiets down just a smidge. The drum riff opening that carries into an aggressive rhythm of guitar chords breaks out as "Black Lungs" by Architects blares out over the P.A. System. This brings the crowd to their feet -- both in a positive and negative reaction, completely mixed.
The spotlight doesn't fall upon the stage, instead flowing across the crowd as the lyrics describe more than just a time in the world. Finn Whelan appears not from the curtain, but from one of the visitor entrances with a semi-cocky swagger written into his denim jeans. He stops at the top of the steps for a moment, a slight smirk on his face as he glances down at the people around him, blockaded off by the typical burly security guards. The crowd is not booing, but they're not exactly cheering either. He sets his eyes upon the ring below, and then makes his way down slowly, ignoring the people around him though a few of them clap him on the shoulders as he decends.
At the barrier, he slings himself over and slides immediately underneath the bottom rope and leaps to his feet in the center of the ring. He heads directly for the ropes in front of him, and hops up onto the bottom one, bouncing slightly as he looks back at the crowd, choosing a few choice words to share with them. e drops down from it, and pulls of his vest as he heads to his place against the turnbuckle, leaning into it and looking upwards at the stage (or conversely, at his opponent) past his brow as his music fades out.
Adams: Finn Whelan has taken SCW by storm recently, and now, he's here on the biggest stage, but is he ready for the big moment?
Simone: He has his work cut out for him, but he has shown he can come up big in the big moment.
The lights in the arena go down and the sounds of organs fill the arena. After few moments, the first guitar rifts of Deep Purple's "Bad Attitude" fill the arena and the house lights come up and "Godly" Ken Davison stands at the top of the entrance ramp with his arms extended. The arena fills with boos, but Davison soaks them in as though they were the adulation of the masses and he was a returning war hero.
Davison marches down to thing right with a sense of self righteous pomposity. He ignores the crowd, taking the most direct path to the ring steps, pausing to wipe his boots before getting in the ring. He stands in the center of the ring with his arms extended as the music cuts out.
Adams: The SCW champion is always ready.
Simone: He's going to have to be. The level of compeition is so strong in SCW.
Justin: Introducing first, the challenger. From Seattle, Washington by way of Killarney, County Kerry, Republic of Ireland; he weighs 201 pounds.... FINNNNNNN WHALLLLLEEEEN!
Finn raises his hand, but maintains an intense stare.
Justin: And his opponent, from Baltimore, Maryland, he weight 219 pounds, he is the reigning, defending SCW World heavyweight champion.... "GODLY"! KEN DAVISON!
Davison holds up the championship to a mixed reaction.
DING DING DING!
Jasmine St. John checks both men for foreign objects and finds none. She gestures to both men to start the match. Ken and Finn slowly circle one another, each in a ready stance, looking for an opening. Finn is the first to engage, looking for a lockup, and Ken ducks under, and then fires a stiff leg kick to the left thigh of Finn. Finn backs up, rubbing his leg, but keeping his eyes on the champion. They slowly circle again and this time, they do lock up, and Ken quickly goes behind with a hammerlock. Finn quickly searches for an escape, and is able to reverse the hammerlock, and Ken quickly gets to the ropes, to force the break. Finn does so with a bit of a smirk as he backs away, and Ken nods and smirks back. They go to lock up again, but Ken just fires a quick boot to the mid-section and slaps on a side headlock. Finn quickly back him into the ropes and shoots him off. On the rebound, Ken runs over Finn with a shoulder block. Ken hits the ropes again, and on the rebound, Finn leapfrogs him, and Ken continues, and rebounds again, but runs into a back elbow. Ken stumbles back into the corner, and Finn charges in and clotheslines him, and sandwiches him in the corner. Finn quickly climbs and begins the ten punches in the corner, with the crowd counting along.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
TEN!
Finn drops off and Ken slumps in the corner and rolls outside to collect himself.
Adams: Very smart by the champion. Roll out and break up that momentum.
Simone: It's the mark of a ring veteran.
Ken slowly shakes it off as Finn shows some patience as Ken slowly re-enters the ring. Though as soon as he enters the ring, Finn is right there with a dropkick to send him back to the floor!
Adams: And Finn is keeping the pressure on!
Ken slowly gets up on the floor and Finn is already pulling back on the top rope and hits a big dive on Ken on the floor!
Adams: And Finn goes airborne!
Simone: He is doing everything to keep that momentum!
Finn slowly gets to his feet as he looks out into the crowd and then hits a hard right hand on Ken and then throws him back into the ring. Finn quickly climbs to the top rope, and when Ken is able to get back to his feet, Finn flies off the top with a flying clothesline! Ken is taken down and Finn quickly makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Ken kicks away.
Adams: And Finn is rolling right now!
Finn quickly backs and waits for Ken to get up. Ken stumbles to his feet and Finn comes behind him and grips his waist and hits a beautiful German suplex! Finn keeps the bridge for another pin attempt!
ONE!
TWO!
Ken rolls out!
Adams: Ken is just being overwhelmed right now!
Ken holds the back of his head as he scrambles to the corner to try and create some distance between himself and Finn. Finn quickly charges in, but Ken is able to catch him with a reverse elbow and send him stumbling back. Finn goes in again and Ken quickly tosses Finn back into the corner and begins driving his shoulder into the ribs of Finn. Then Ken picks up Finn's left leg and drapes it over the middle rope and begins a series of kicks to the leg, attempting to knot up the thigh muscle of Finn to slow him down.
Adams: Smart move by the champion. Have to slow down the challenger some way.
Simone: Finn can't fly if he's down a leg.
After 4 stiff kicks, Jasmine steps in and forces Ken back. Ken obeys, but as soon as Jasmine turns away to check in Finn, Ken goes right back in with another kick. Jasmine again backs him up as Ken goes outside, grabbing into Finn's leg and wrenching it using the ropes. Jasmine angrily counts
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Ken breaks, and the underhanded tactics are drawing some boos from the crowd.
Adams: The champion is a little more... willing to stretch the rules apparently.
Simone: It seems something got into him.
Ken rolls back into the ring as Jasmine yells at him to return or be counted out. Ken rolls back in as Finn is hobbling towards him and Ken quickly kicks him in the knee to put him down. Ken grabs the leg of Finn, and begins kicking at the hamstring and thigh again, before driving an elbow into the leg and knee. Finn howls in pain as Ken stands up and repeats the action. Ken stands up again and this time grabs the other leg of Finn, and wraps around it, and falls back into a figure-four leglock!
Adams: Figure-four expertly applied!
Simone: And to further display his techincal skill, in a figure-four the pressure is on the straight leg! The one Ken has been working on!
Finn yells in pain, put refuses to give up. He reaches for the rope, but Ken scoots on his rear end to pull Finn further away. Finn again reaches for the rope, but is now further away. His shoulders fall to the mat as Jasmine sees it and counts!
ONE!
TWO!
Finn rolls a shoulder off the mat and sits up, raising an arm into the air and trying to turn the figure-four over. He slowly begins turning it, but Ken resists as much as possible. Finn's begins pumping his fist and arm for added momentum as the crowd cheer, and he is finally after to turn it over!
Adams: And now the pressure is reversed!
Ken quickly is able to roll it back over, closer to the ropes, and he grabs them for added illegal leverage! Jasmine sees it and forces Ken to break, but he does not right away! Jasmine again uses her disqualification count, and Ken breaks at the last second to avoid it.
Adams: And now, Ken is just out and out breaking the rules.
Simone: He's certainly riding the edge, but he did break.
Ken gets up, a sly smirk on his face as he walks over to Finn who is dragging his leg towards the corner and he stomps on the leg. Ken like a shark grabs the leg of Finn and slides outside the ring, and then drags Finn splitting the post, and Ken then RAMS the leg of Finn against it! Ken repeats the action as Jasmine again has to yell at him to get back into the ring. Ken rolls in as Finn is basically in the fetal position in the corner. Jasmine backs Ken away as Finn is trying to get back up. Jasmine asks Finn if he wishes to continue and Finn shakes his head yes. Finn is able to stand in the corner. Ken moves in, but Finn raises a boot and kicks Ken away. Ken moves back in and Finn attempts another boot, but Ken catches the kick. Ken pulls Finn away from the corner, but gets caught by an Enzuigiri!
Adams: And Finn is able to get a blow in!
Simone: A desperation move, but effective! Finn needs to find some way to slow Ken down now. And this is his chance!
Finn again crawls to the corner to help himself to stand up. Ken again holds the back of his head as he gets back up. He charges Finn in the corner, but Finn moves! However, Ken stops himself and leaps onto the middle turnbuckle. Finn through is right there to catch him with a chop, and then and European uppercut. Finn then is able to pull Ken onto his shoulders, and hops out of the corner on one leg, turning the fireman's carry into a Michinoku driver! Finn hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
Ken kicks out!
Adams: Amazing will being shown by Finn Whelan! He did that on one leg!
Finn again has to drag himself up using the ropes. Ken is now feeling the pain and slowly gets up. He spins into Finn, who leaps into a Lou Thesz press! Hard right hands follow and Finn slaps his leg to get some feeling back. Ken is back up as as Finn is up and Finn throws him face-first into the corner turnbuckle. Finn with a mighty heave, boosts Ken onto the turnbuckle and begins to climb. Ken begins to fight back and the two trade blows on the rope, but Finn responds with a headbutt, nearly knocking himself silly, but stunning Ken. Finn then hooks up Ken and delivers a superplex! He immediately clutches his knee in pain!
Adams: A huge superplex! But Finn's knee and leg have to be in agony!
Simone: His reckless nature may come back to bit him there.
Ken rolls to his stomach, hand on his back and kicking his legs in pain. Finn uses the ropes to stand up in the corner, slapping his leg trying to keep the feeling going. One Ken stands up, Finn charges but meets a dropkick to the knee! Finn goes down and Ken catches a breather, but is back up quickly. He grabs Finn's leg again, perhaps looking for another figure-four, but Finn kicks him away. Ken hits the corner and jams his shoulder. Ken turns as Finn is getting back up. Finn lunges for a clothesline, but Ken ducks, and when Finn is able to rebalance himself, Ken lifts and quickly connects with the Self defense spinebuster!
Adams: Spinebuster! And Davison got all of it!
Simone: It could be over here!
Ken makes the cover
ONE!
TWO!
TH- NO! Finn kicks out!
Adams: What fight in Finn Whelan! Simone: But was that his last gasp?
Ken is arguing with Jasmine about the count, but Jasmine assures him it was two. Ken is frustrated and kicks Finn in the leg again while he thinks about his next move. Finn cralws to the corner to create distance, and Ken zeroes in. He waits for Finn to stand, and he does so. Ken charges, leaping into the air for a flying leg kick, but Finn ducks out of the way, and Ken topples nearly upside down into the corner! He's all discombobulated, stumbling back and Finn is up, and hooks him, and connects with the REVELATION 6:4!
Adams: Revelation 6:4!
Simone: Finn got it!
Finn is screaming, holding his knee and is able to drape an arm over!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Adams: Finn did it!
Simone: New champion!
Justin: Here is your winner: ANNNNND NNNNNNEEEEEWWWW! SCW World heavyweight champion! FINNNNN WHELLLLAAAANN!
Finn is on the mat in a tremendous amount of pain as Jasmine hands him the title. His music plays and Jasmine has to help him up for him to stand.
Adams: What a way to end the night! Finn Whelan is our new SCW World Heavyweight champion!
He holds the title over his head, but he fall back down and slowly scoots out of the ring, as more trainers and referees have to assist him to the back.
Simone: What a night it's been as we usher in the next major year of SCW, we've had amazing moments over the last year and tonight we've lifted ourselves further but it is time to end. Congratulations to our new champions, our new Hall of Fame inductees and all our award winners. Join us in two weeks with what is gonna be a lot of fall out from this show. For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying goodnight everybody!
The camera fades as fireworks flying off on the ramp behind Finn Whelan as he raises the SCW World heavyweight championship above his head.
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