The camera shot opens immediately within the Accor Arena in Paris, France! The crowd is alive with energy, holding up signs of their favorite SCW superstars and bombshells and clamoring closer to wave to the camera and get their faces on this international webcast!
The SCW's six-sided ring is right at the forefront of the arena floor, and leading up to it, an aisle with a stage leading the entire way, and a barricade lined with bright, golden bulbs, separating the fans from the superstars who would be entering for any matches in the ring. Above the stage is a screen for action to be seen off location.
A spotlight then opens up inside of the ring and there stands ring announcer, Justin Decent! He is dressed in a sleek, black vest with no undershirt, matching latex pants and white boots.
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Grand Finale of the 2025 Viking Era Tour! Welcome to Sin City Wrestling but above all else… WELCOME TO INTO THE VOID XIV!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess with the Mostess, miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The music begins as Amanda struts out onto the stage in high heels, and a shimmering, silver party dress.
Amanda: I don't feel like waiting to get inside
When I get there I will always cut the line
Got my girls with me, the phone's buzzin' right
Everybody knows that I'm out tonight
While the bar guy mixes liquid and ice
Pulses through my body neon paradise
You don't have to tell me, I know I'm tight
All the lonely boys wanna take a ride
All the guys are lookin' at me
All the girls just wanna be me
No one else can be F-A-B
Be F-A-B
Just like me
I'm a party girl, in a party world
Move aside, 'cause you're killin' my buzz, oh
Shot, shot, curl, I'm a party girl
Beat, beat, takin' over the dance floor
I'm a party girl, in a party world
Move aside, 'cause you're killin' my buzz, oh
Shot, shot, curl, I'm a party girl
Beat, beat, takin' over the dance floor
Watch me gettin' crazy up on the pole
'Cause my life is a reality show
When I hit the stage, they all come to see
It will also be tomorrow on TMZ
All the guys are lookin' at me
All the girls just wanna be me
No one else can be F-A-B
Be F-A-B
Just like me
I'm a party girl, in a party world
Move aside, 'cause you're killin' my buzz, oh
Shot, shot, curl, I'm a party girl
Beat, beat, takin' over the dance floor
I'm a party girl, in a party world
Move aside, 'cause you're killin' my buzz, oh
Shot, shot, curl, I'm a party girl
Beat, beat, takin' over the dance floor
Still hungover from a night of boozin'
When that chick wakes up, I'm still snoozin'
I've been out dancing all night long
And they all get up when they hear my song
Face, pose, snap, like that
Turning good boys bad
Got my bodyguards 'cause I'm on the A-list
Keep talkin' trash, 'cause you're makin' me famous
I'm a party girl, in a party world
Move aside, 'cause you're killin' my buzz, oh
Shot, shot, curl, I'm a party girl
Beat, beat, takin' over the dance floor
I'm a party girl, in a party world
Move aside, 'cause you're killin' my buzz, oh
Shot, shot, curl, I'm a party girl
Beat, beat, takin' over the dance floor
The song reaches its conclusion and the crowd onhand in Paris cheers and whistles for Amanda as she prances about the stage, all smiles and blowing kisses before vanishing backstage behind the curtains.
The camera transitions to the ringside area where we join Belinda Simone and Jason Adams at the broadcaster's table.
Simone: Hello everyone and we are LIVE from Paris, France at the Accor Arena for Into the Void IX! I am Belinda Simone!
Adams: And I don't care what they say in catering! They can't make me eat a snail! ... Oh, sorry. I'm Jason Adams!
Simone: We have spent five weeks across the countries of Europe, celebrating the 2025 Viking Era tour! Everywhere from Iceland to Denmark - and we culminate it all in perhaps one of the most infamous Viking related sieges in history! The Siege of Paris!
Adams: Considering what that meant to the city and what we're going to experience tonight, I'd say we are right where we belong!
Simone: I never thought I would agree with anything you said - but Jason? I agree. And tonight the chaos kicks off with the Bombshell Internet Championship at stake as Bella Madison defends her gold against the Grand Slam Hall of Famer, Mercedes Vargas!
Adams: Then it's time to Crown 2025's King For A Day! Guy, the 2024 King, is actually defending his crown this year in the Ladder match! He's facing Artie, "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart, Justin Smith, Kris Ryans and Connor Murphy! The first man to reach the crown fifteen feet above the ring wins the role of King and booking rights for a future edition of Climax Control!
Simone: I cannot believe I am saying this out loud but we are going to witness what is apparently called a Powderpuff Hardcore match! The feud between Candy and Necra Octavian Kane has reached the end and these two are going to battle it out in the only match I can fathom where they can't hurt one another!
Adams: Then the Roulette Championship will be up for grabs when the reigning champ Aiden Reynolds puts the gold on the line against Logan Hunter!
Simone: Then it's time for a new Queen, no matter what Victoria Lyons says or does about it! The crown will be suspended above the ring and six women will battle it out to reach the top of the Ladder! Julianna DiMaria! Kat Jones! Crystal Zdunich! Seleana Zdunich! Alexandra Calaway and Cassie Wolfe! One of these six women will be named the Queen and receive booking rights for an edition of Climax Control!
Adams: Miles Kasey is out for gold, or blood! or both! He has the chance to dethrone the man who took the Internet title away from his husband Carter - the reigning champion Kevin Carter!
Simone: Then the Bombshell Roulette Championship will be at stake in the Queen's gambit Fatal Fourway! Victoria Lyons believed she was going to get to help decide her challenger for tonight but she inadvertently decided her THREE challengers! Song! Harper Mason! And Lilith Locke! The first woman to score the pinfall or submission wins the title!
Adams: Jayden Harris has been dying for the chance to get his hands on Vincent Lyons Junior, ever since Vinnie cost Jayden the Elimination Chamber match! And now Jayden has finally cornered him but you know what they say about cornered animals! Jayden might regret finally getting this match signed!
Simone: It started with twelve and now it is down to three! The Finals of the 2025 Bombshell Blast From the Past takes place tonight in Triple Threat action as Mikah, Frankie Holliday and Laura Phoenix do battle where the winner receives an automatic World Championship match at Summer XXXTreme!
Adams: Then it's the Superstars' turn! We have Alexander Raven, Eddie Lyons and J2H facing off in the final round to see who will get the World Heavyweight title shot at Summer XXXTreme!
Simone: Then it is time for the World Bombshell Championship! At Inception VII, Andrea Hernandez upended Kayla Richards for the title! Not to be outdone, at Blaze of Glory XIV, Kayla returned the favor by defeating Andrea and regaining the championship! Now right here, tonight! It is the rubber match! Kayla Richards! Andrea Hernandez! One! Last! Time!
Adams: And then its time for the Main Event! For the World Heavyweight Championship! Helluva Bottom Carter won the Elimination Chamber back at Blaze of Glory XIV, earning this title shot! But ever since then, its been a literal war between the champion Alex Jones and Carter, with Alex pointing out how close Carter keeps coming to the top only to choke! Now tonight we finally get to see if Carter can finally overcome the critics and become the champion!
Simone: All this and more on Sin City Wrestling Into the Void IX!
The camera slowly fades in on a quiet dressing room. The only sound is the soft thud of a skipping rope hitting the floor in rhythm.
Bella Phoenix stands in the middle of the room, hair braided tightly, dressed in custom gear that gleams under the soft lights. Her SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship rests on a chair nearby. She's focused. Controlled. Every breath is measured.
Sitting off to the side, dressed in black with a leather jacket draped over one shoulder, Laura Phoenix watches her daughter — not as a mentor or legend, but as a proud mother. No words are exchanged for a long beat.
Finally, Laura breaks the silence.
Laura: Ya know...I never skipped rope before a title match.
Bella doesn't stop.
Bella: Helps with the nerves. It was either this or tap dancing.
Laura: (smirking) Look, I know you are my daughter and my Rory to my Loreli but the Gilmore Girls reference would go over a lot of people's heads in any other setting. You that nervous?
Bella stops skipping, catches the rope mid-air and exhales slowly.
Bella: Every time.
Laura: Good. That means it still matters.
Bella nods. She walks over, picks up the title, and holds it in her hands for a moment — studying it like it's the first time. Her voice is quieter now.
Bella: Mercedes wants to make a point. Remind people who she is.
Laura: And you remind them who you are. Let them know this wasn't a fluke. You didn't get lucky — you earned every ounce of gold on your shoulder.
Bella looks at her mother, a smirk forming.
Bella: You trying to give me a pep talk?
Laura: Nah. You're past needing those. Just here to make sure you don't forget who raised you.
Bella throws the title over her shoulder and heads for the door.
Bella: Wouldn't dream of it.
Laura: You walk out there and set the damn tone.
Bella smirks.
Bella: And then you finish the job later. That triple threat to take the Blast from the Past, Mikah, Frankie… they're names. But so are you. You could win this whole tournament if you send the right message. And get yourself a World Title Shot
Laura: (smirking back) You giving me the pep talk now?
Bella: Nah. Just reminding you just like Uncle Kurt would: we don't back down. Not today. Not ever.
Laura: (with fire behind her eyes) All Fight. No quit.
Bella throws her title over her shoulder. Bella puts out her fist and her and her mom do a fancy high five sequence before a quick hug.
Laura: Give em hell.
Bella: Time to go to war.
She heads out. Laura remains seated, a small proud smile lingering as she watches her daughter walk into battle.
The camera weaves through bustling crew and flickering monitors, finally settling on Mercedes Vargas. The SCW Hall of Famer stands in front of a branded INTO THE VOID backdrop, the hum of the arena pulses behind her. Dressed in her ring gear, Mercedes stares directly into the lens, her confidence unwavering.
Mercedes: Tonight, the world is watching. The lights are brighter, the stakes are higher, and every second counts. Bella Madison, you've held onto that Bombshell Internet Championship like it's your lifeline. But tonight, mamita? You find out what it means to share the ring with a legend.
The backstage buzz fades as Mercedes tosses her hair, the glimmer of her gear rivaled only by her self-assurance. She lounges against the backdrop, every movement deliberate and dripping with confidence.
Mercedes: You've been the talk of the division, the headline, the so-called future. But the future doesn't scare me, Bella. I've spent my career turning the future into the past. Every challenger, every champion, every so-called prodigy—they all fall the same way. Because in this business, respect isn't given. It's taken.
She flashes a dazzling smile, letting the camera drink in her presence as she steps closer, her tone playful but laced with warning.
Mercedes: You want to prove you belong? Show the world you're more than a flash in the pan? Then bring everything you've got. Because I promise you, I'm bringing everything I am.
The crowd's energy builds as Mercedes tilts her head, her eyes sparkling with mischief and certainty, her voice dropping to a low, deadly calm.
Mercedes: Remember the name. Remember the night. And most of all, remember who made you famous—
Mercedes pauses, holding her confident gaze into the camera. The hum of the arena softens, the camera slowly zooms in on her face.
Mercedes: The woman who built this stage and set the standard you're still chasing. Long before you knew, and long after you'll remember.
She turns, walking off into the shadows as the screen fades to black, the anticipation for the opening match at Into the Void electric.
Adams: We have a great match to open Into The Void IX with Bella Madison, the current reigning Internet Champion, facing off against Mercedes Vargas with the Internet Championship on the line.
Simone: So, Jason, what you are inferring is that Bella is going to be de-throned by Mercedes in this match and become Internet Champion.
Adams: That is not what I said and you know it. We will have to wait until the match is over to find out who has possession of the Internet Championship.
Simone: We don't have to wait until the end of the match to know that Mercedes will walk away the winner and with possession of the Internet Championship.
Justin: Our first match tonight is for the Bombshell Internet Championship. First to make her way to the ring, she is from New York City New York, specifically from Manhattan, and she stands in at five feet five inches and one hundred twenty-five pounds, please give a great Paris, France, welcome to the current Bombshell Internet Champion, BELLA MADISON!!!
The lights in the arena go dark as the ominous tones of New Years Day's "SHUT UP" begins to blare throughout the arena. The entrance lights fire up and light up the entrance area as the video screen shows Bella climbing up a set of stairs. We see that with each step taken with a different set of footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kickpads. A roar comes over the speakers as we get a shot of Bella standing at the top of the entrance area. Bella stands, posing, wearing her wrestling gear along with a ring jacket with the hood up and she starts making her way down to the ring. As Bella is making her way to the ring she is slapping the hands of the fans along the way. Towards the end of the chorus she hops up on the ring apron and climbs to the second rope, drops the hood of the jacket with a smirk and a wink, as the song fades out. Bella then steps through the ropes and takes up residence in one of the corners.
Adams: That is a great entrance. Bella is confident. Bella is a fan favorite. And Bella got the crowd fired up.
Simone> All that is nice to have but she still has to prove to the fans that she is still viable as Sin City Wrestling Internet Champion.
Justin: Next to make her way to the ring, she is billed from Buenos Aires, Argentina, and she currently resides in Los Angeles, California, she stands in at five feet seven inches and one hundred twenty-one pounds, please give a great Paris, France, welcome to "THE ARGENTINE ASSASSIN" Mercedes Vargas!!!
Suddenly the arena lights turn off and the arena is in darkness. The crowd is excited knowing who is about to make their entrance for this match. As the opening of "HOLD ME, THRILL ME, KISS ME, KILL ME" by U2 blares across the arena system the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally fully kick in, a figure emerges onto the landing on the entrance area. The figure is Mercedes Vargas. And when Mercedes stops short of the entrance ramp, she places her hands on her waist, and overlooks the crowd. A combination of boos, along with a decent amount of cheering greet Mercedes. After taking in the reaction from the crowd Mercedes flips her hair then she makes her way to the ring. Mercedes then walks up the ring steps then she walks along the ring apron, then she climbs to the top of the corner turnbuckle. Mercedes then turns her head back and the camera person gets a great shot of her determined expression on her face as a message that Bella Madison is in for a tough fight. Then Mercedes enters the ring and walks to the corner opposite of where Bella is located and she leans back in that corner glaring across the ring at Bella Madison.
Simone: Wow! An extremely positive and aggressive Mercedes Vargas ready to defeat Bella Madison and walk away as the Bombshell Internet Championship.
Adams: The saying goes that you should never count your chickens before they hatch as you usually end up with more male chickens than female chickens.
Referee Jacob Summers motions for Mercedes and Bella to join him in the center of the ring. The two do so and Summers runs down the match that it is for the Bombshell Internet Championship and the winner will be determined by pinfall, submission, knockout, or Disqualification. He asks Bella and Mercedes if they fully understand how the match will be managed by him and both reply that they understand. Referee Jacob Summers then pats down Mercedes and Bella to ensure they are clean of having weapons or substances on their bodies or wrestling attire. Satisfied that both wrestlers are ready to go Referee Summers instructs the two to return to their corners and come out fighting when they hear the bell from the Timekeeper to officially start their match.
DING DING DING!
Adams: This match is officially underway!
Simone: You mean the defeat of Bella Madison at the hands of Mercedes Vargas is officially underway.
The two have a face-off with both of them literally nose-to-nose with each other. They are trading comments while Referee Jacob Summers stays in close to ensure nothing illegal and against the rules takes place. After Bella and Mercedes trade smack talk for a time they pull away from each other and Mercedes charges Bella landing a shoulder into the midsection of Bella. Although the blow drives Bella back several steps it does not prevent her from returning the shoulder in the midsection on Mercedes. The wrestlers lock up and they are both working hard to maneuver the other into a corner where they would be able to have an advantage over the other.
Adams: Looks like they are even up so far in this match. I do not see either having an advantage over the other this early in the match.
Simone: I agree with you, for now anyway, but I still say Mercedes is going to overcome whatever Bella tries to do to her.
As the two continue to try to maneuver the other into a corner it is Mercedes who gets Bella backed into a corner then she starts landing punches and kicks and both blows causing Bella to get the wind knocked out of her. Mercedes grabs the arm of Bella and pulls her out of the corner then whips her around to whip her into the corner again and Mercedes follows her into the corner landing a vicious forearm to the upper body of Bella. Seeing that Bella is slowed down significantly Mercedes pulls Bella out of the corner then picks her up for a hard body slam to the mat then she dives on top of her for the pin. Jacob Summers dives into position and begins the count on the pinfall.
ONE!
TWO!
Bella gets her shoulder off the mat to break the count on the pin attempt. Referee Summers raises his hand into the air with two fingers held up to indicate it was only a two count.
Simone: I thought Mercedes had the win there.
Adams: I admit it was a close count.
Referee Summers watches as both wrestlers get up off the mat. When both are on their feet he motions for them to continue the action in the match. Mercedes charges at Bella but Bella side-steps her attempt and Bella is able to grab the wrist of Mercedes and quickly pull her arm back into a hammer lock and she cinches up on the hold and we can tell Mercedes is feeling the pain of the hammer lock being tightly applied. Referee Summers steps in to ask Mercedes if she wants to submit and she hisses at him and yells NO so Referee Summers backs off and keeps a watch on the wrestlers. Mercedes struggles to get to the ropes where she can get a break call from the Referee but Bella is working hard to keep Mercedes away from the ropes. Mercedes does not give up and soon she is at the ropes and she grabs the ropes with her free hand and puts her leg through the ropes which brings Referee Summers to call for a break but Bella does not wish to release the hold. Summers tells her if she refuses to release the hold he will call start a count on her so Bella releases her hold on the arm of Mercedes.
Adams: We are even now on near wins by these two. Now to see where they go from here.
Simone: I still feel that Mercedes has the better chance of winning this match.
Referee Summers tells Bella to step back and allow Mercedes to come out of the ropes. When Mercedes comes out of the ropes the two wrestlers get in the face of each other and they start some back and forth comments. Both start throwing blows but both are also able to deflect most of the blows at this time. The action gets heavy as both are trying to do all they can to deliver a knock out, or to incapacitate the other, without drawing a Disqualification from Referee Jacob Summers. The two are trading blows, kicks, and punches to try to wear down the other and it appears that both are wearing down somewhat. Bella then goes all out as she gets in a position to execute a kick to the knee of Mercedes followed up by driving Mercedes into the mat. Before Bella can get into position to take advantage of the situation Mercedes lands several hard kicks to the leg and knee and thigh of Bella. When Mercedes sees that her blows are working to her favor in wearing Bella down she then whips Bella very hard into the corner then when Bells staggers out of the corner Mercedes executives a Death Valley Driver on her driving her head first into the mat. Mercedes dives on top of Bella for the pin while hooking both legs of Bella to keep her from getting out of the hold. Referee Summers dives into position and makes the count on the attempted pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Referee Summers tells Mercedes to get up off of Bella and she does so.
Adams: Oh well the wrestler I wanted to win did not win. It happens sometimes.
Simone: Not only did Mercedes win the match she also earned the Bombshell Internet Championship.
Justin: Here is the official decision on this match by Referee Jacob Summers. The winner of this match, and the newly crowned Bombshell Internet Champion, is MERCEDES VARGAS!!!
The crowd gives a mixed reaction which is expected sometimes. Mercedes is handed the Bombshell Internet Championship then she walks around the ring one time to show her prize to the fans. Then she exits the ring and heads into the backstage area. Our attention is returned to the ring where Referee Summers is asking Bella if she is okay to exit the ring on her own and she informs him she will be okay on her own. She then rolls out of the ring and slowly returns into the backstage area.
Outside of the locker room door the cameras were focused on a nameplate that proceeded to read "KING GUY" across it. With the cameras panning out a little bit it was revealed that Scott Oliver was standing there. He reached out and placed a soft knock on the door.
Scott Oliver: Guy? Are you in there? We scheduled an interview at this time.
He waited for the door to come open or anything really. Instead there was a bunch of commotion inside the locker room. Loud banging could be heard. Followed by someone shouting loudly from behind the door.
"GO AWAY"
There was a pu
led look on Scott's face. As he took another step back, but just as soon as that voice was heard. Another voice was heard from behind the door. One that very much sounded like Guy himself."Shhh! Shut up! They're going to hear you!"
Of course the confusion on Scott's face did not get any better. Some more commotion could be heard. Metal or steel something that was being moved about. Only seconds later for the door to come open. Guy carrying a ladder directly on his back. He took one look at Scott and made a twisted up face.
Guy: Why do yew always smell so funny?!
Right away Scott grabbed a hold of his shirt and smelled it. Not seemingly noticing anything by any means. Quickly trying to change the subject.
Scott Oliver: You still got a second to chat?
Guy: Hmmph! Guy is a very busy man. Preparing to become a two-time King. It's mentally asking, but as a man of his minions. King Guy will entertain you peasant. What can he do for you?
Scott Oliver: Well, I was just wanting to get your opinion about tonight. Where is your head space? How do you think you will end up fairing over all?
Guy: Yew insult yer king with a question like this?
He found himself shaking his head a little bit. Taking the ladder off his back and leaning it against his locker room door. Turning right back to Scott.
Guy: Yew think King Guy needs to have a head space? Yew think King Guy needs to really think about how things are going to play out for him?
Scott Oliver: I mean it is a big match and...
Guy: Silence! Your King is telling you right here to your face. He knows this is a big match. The same big match that King Guy was in a year ago. He dominated then. He's going to dominate now. These peasants in the match are not made to be Kings. They don't have it in them. Guy on the other hand was born to be a King. Have you forgott about all the great things he has done?
Scott Oliver: Guy, It was one night. A year ago. A lot of people have forgotten...
Guy: Hold your tongue Guy said!
He shot a little bit of an angered look in Scott's direction. A little bit out of the ordinary for him, but sure enough Scott silenced himself once again.
Guy: No one forgot. No one will ever forget. And this second term as King. It's going to be even better than the orange puffball running the country back home. Mark my words Two-Time King Guy will be LEGEN -- wait for it -- DARY!
He was back to smirking like his usual self. Leaning up against the ladder a bit looking right back over at Scott.
Scott Oliver: I do want to point out one thing real quick. Artie has been very vocal about you. Not pleased with you even getting a chance to be King again. He claims you took that from him last year. So he's going to take it from you this year.
Guy: Pfft.
Scott Oliver: Pfft?
Guy: Yiiis. Pfft. King Guy didn't stutter or anything. Yew are listening to Artie. No one ever listens to him. He's a joke. Matter of fact he's the jester to King Guy's kingdom. He couldn't become King last year. Because again its not in his DNA to be a champion. It's not in that blood stream of his. Instead his DNA and blood is just made up with weakness. Weakness and sadness. Trust Guy when he tells you. Artie will fail tonight. Mark those words!
Scott Oliver: You're being a little on the harsh side don't you think?
Guy: No!
Right then Guy shot another little bit of a nasty look in the direction of Scott. His eyes narrowed under all that face paint.
Guy: Do people think they are being harsh when they call Guy a clown? Are people told they are being harsh when they laugh at Guy? Do people believe they are being harsh when they mock Guy for his ideas? No, no one is ever harsh to Guy. But now suddenly he is harsh because he's speaking the truth?
Scott Oliver: Guy. I don't think anyone has ever laughed at you or mocked you. The people love you.
Guy: No! The minions love Guy. But you? People around here? They don't. They have always mocked Guy. They have always laughed at Guy. He sees it all. He hears it all! But it's fine. It's totes fine. Guy has a list. A hit list. Guy is going to make every single one of those people pay in this next term as King. Just you watch. Guy is going to make them all bend at the knee!
Scott Oliver: Listen Guy. I think...
Guy: No. Guy is done listening. He has a crown to go win that should have never been put up for grabs to begin with. Back to win this back to back like 96-97 Jordan!
Not giving Scott a chance to say anything more. Guy turned and grabbed the ladder that he had leaned against the door and placed it back on his back. Starting to storm off down the hall with it. Scott kept looking as Guy got further and further away. His face twisted up with confusion about it all. Only for the cameras to cut elsewhere.
Backstage, Artie and Bobbie are seen not far from the locker rooms. Bobbie is dressed to impress in a long blue gown. Her hair and makeup are done, while Artie is dressed in his wrestling gear. Bobbie massages Artie's shoulders, trying to amp him up for his match.
Artie: I don't know why you insisted on wearing that dress, Bobbie. You could have saved it for the Climax Control after I win.
Bobbie smiles and laughs.
Bobbie: Oh, I'll have something even more special for that! That will be your coronation night! Even this dress isn't appropriate for that!
Artie: Really? That's like a dress you'd wear to a ball or something. And that's not appropriate?
Bobbie shakes her head.
Bobbie: Oh goodness, no! For your coronation I'll have to be fancy but very regal. It will be a grand occasion!
Artie shrugs.
Artie: Alright then. I'll let you plan it all out. I'll be too busy deciding what matches I want to book that night. That is what I'm looking most forward to.
Bobbie: Oh I'm sure you'll come up with some awesome matches, sweetie. Better than anything any of the other guys can come up with!
Artie finally shrugs away Bobbie's hands, having had enough massaging.
Artie: We'll see. Bobbie, I'm so nervous I'm not going to win this one. And worse yet, what if Guy..
Bobbie takes Artie by his shoulders and shakes him.
Bobbie: Stop that! We talked about this! No doubting yourself, sweetie! YOU'VE GOT THIS! ALL HAIL KING ARTHUR REMEMBER?!
Artie can't help but laugh as Bobbie shakes some sense into him.
Artie: Alright! Alright! Stop shaking me before I lose my lunch all over your shoes!
Bobbie stops suddenly and jumps back.
Bobbie: Don't you dare! These weren't cheap!!
Artie looks at the shoes for a moment then back up to Bobbie.
Artie: How much exactly did you spend on those?
Bobbie plays innocent.
Bobbie: What? I was just kidding! It was just a reaction to what you said.
Artie shakes his head.
Artie: Uh huh, sure. I can only imagine how much the shoes will cost for the coronation…
Bobbie: That's for me to know and you…not to look at the credit card bill to find out!
The two share a laugh, trying to lighten the mood as Artie prepares for the King For A Day match.
Justin Smith is seen in the locker room area and decides to talk about the King for the Day match he is in, with guys like Artie, Bill Barnhart, Connor Murphy, Kris Ryan and reigning king Guy with a Cape.
Smith: I am going to show the world that I am not as pathetic as everyone thinks I am when I climb up the ladder and secure the briefcase to become King for a Day.
As he says that, he pauses, takes a deep breath, and continues.
Smith: Everybody in the match are going to get a rude awakening when I am crowned King for the Day, as they all expected me to be a failure due to my past, but I will prove everybody wrong and will be the one laughing in the end!!!
Justin cackles as the scene fades to black.
The shot was back inside the arena. Lots and lots of excitement could be heard coming from the crowd. They were all waiting patiently for the next scheduled contest of the night. The opening riffs of Madness by Liliac hits the speakers as Justin "Tarrytown Tormenter" Smith comes out to the stage, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. The New York Smasher walks from one side of the stage to the other with a swag in his step. He looks around the crowd, and starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way he is looking down upon them.
Justin: The following contest is a Ladder Match. Where the winner will be crowned King for a Day. Introducing first. From Tarrytiown, New Tork. Weighing in at two hundred and fifty pounds. 'The Tarrytown Tormenter' JUSTIN SMITH!
The Tarrytown Tormenter lowers his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Hitamashii climbs up to the apron and steps between the top rope and the middle rope, looking around at the fans as they continue to boo him.
Simone: Here we go Jason! One of the most exciting matches on the card.
Adams: King for a Day. This is one of those things that is a little scary. You just never know what you're going to get with the winner of that match. I'd take this as a sign for our roster to be on edge.
Simone: Oh it isn't that bad. And while Justin's record might not be the best. He has shocked us in the past. Could you imagine what Justin would do as King?
Adams: There's no need. He isn't going to win. We all know that.
Simone: Have some belief, man!
The lights lower in the venue as a throbbing riff of The Greatest Show by Peyton Parrish blares out and the crowd rumbles in wonder as the spotlight flashes to the stage but no one appears. A person gets to his feet and moves towards the barricade as some fans slap him on the back as he moves through the crowd. Getting to the divider, he leaps onto the top of it and looks over the venue, a cocky smile peeking out from the dark stubble that covers his chin. The man is dressed in dark pants, black boots, and a leather jacket over a tee that shows a somewhat familiar logo.
Justin: Now making his way to the ring at this time. Hailing from Ottawa Ontario Canada. Weighing in at one hundred and eighty three pounds... CONNOR MURPHY!
Connor jumps to the mats and then towards the announce table. He leans forward and offers Belinda a wink before clapping Jason on the shoulder. Turning to the ring, Connor leaps onto the apron and then slides between the ropes. Pacing to the middle of the ring, he raises his arms and waits as his theme fades.
Adams: Now here is a man that can be a little bit of a wild card. This is a man that very well could shock the entire locker room.
Simone: That is very much possible. Connor has been struggling ever since he returned here in Sin City Wrestling. But all it would take is one win to turn his entire luck around!
Adams: And Connor doesn't strike me as the type of King that would cross any lines or make the rest of the roster's life hell. It would be exciting to see what he could do!
The lights shut off leaving the entire arena pitch black. The screen at the top of the ramp flashes to life with the words: DO YOU BELIEVE? Knowing what is coming the fans roar to life just as the PA blasts out the opening lyrics to the theme in the most booming fashion. Two spotlights shine down on the stage as a remixed version of 30 Seconds to Mars "Walk on Water" plays through the PA system. Standing in the middle of the stage where the lights intersect is Kristopher Ryans.
Justin: Introducing next. From Jet City. Weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds. 'The Miracle' Kristopher Ryans!
The fans erupt with applause as he makes his way down the ramp. The white club symbol appears on the screen behind him. As he gets down to the bottom of the ramp, the camera passes him, circling around his side to see the orange letters on his white shorts reading "MIRACLE" down his right leg. We get behind him as he ascends the stairs, seeing that the back of his jacket displays the KR logo in the same shade of orange. He walks one side of the ring before stepping between the ropes triumphantly raising his hands up to the cheering crowd.
Simone: We have ourselves a Hall of Famer in this match. Kris has almost done it all, and almost won it all. Adding the King's Crown to his resume would be most impressive.
Adams: This is actually the man that I've got my money on. You cannot ever bet against a Hall of Famer. A multi-time champion and single handily one of the best wrestlers that has ever come through SCW.
Simone: Of course we're meant to remain biased for those watching at home. But we all have our favorites. There is nothing wrong with that. Kris has a very good chance. Not sure if its more than the others, but even all across the board.
Adams: Even have you lose your mind? This man's history speaks for itself. His chances are certainly higher than everyone elses.
Simone: Agree to disagree I guess, Jason.
The ring was starting to get fill with the men coming out for this match. That's when "Raise Your Glass by Pink" hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his English Bulldog Iris leading her by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar.
Justin: Introducing at this time.All the way from Lawrenceville, Georgia. Weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds. 'Bulldog' BILL BARNHART!
When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The two make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to a ring attendant to hold onto until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.
Adams: The old geezer has finally made it to the ring.
Simone: That's a little uncalled for don't you think? Bill is one of our seasoned veterans. I think it would be a true crowning achievement for him to become the King, with his career winding down in the next couple of years.
Adams: If Bill Barnhart ever becomes King for a Day. You're going to have to call the entire show yourself. I'm calling in sick that day!
The opening beats to "Eye of The Tiger" begin to play throughout the arena. The fans in attendance cheer and start "drumming" along, as the music plays for several moments. A fog machine fills the backstage entrance up with fog and moments later, Artie bursts through the curtain joined by Bobbie Dahl, to a round of cheers!
Justin: And now coming down to the ring. Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighing in at one hundred and fifty pounds. ARTIE!
Artie punches at the air, pumping himself up for the fight ahead as Bobbie stands at his side, smiling proudly but with a hint of nervousness. After a few moments, they make their way to the ring. Artie high fives the fans along the way, doing his best not to show his inexperience. Bobbie follows behind him and stays on the outside of the ring as he enters and skips to the center of the ring jumping up and down and continuing to punch at the air.
Simone: I am excited to see what Artie brings to the table here tonight, Jason. We have seen a lot of progress with him in recent weeks. Starting to look like he doesn't have three left feet in the ring. Just needs to work on his confidence a bit.
Adams: To be honest with you, Belinda. This is the man that should have been the King last year. It was robbed from him by the idiot in the cape. It would be poetic justice to see him pry the crown away from Guy here tonight.
Simone: That's going to be a tall order if you ask me. But anything is possible!
All eyes were on the ring waiting for the next scheduled contest of the night. When all of the sudden a very-very familiar theme song took over the speaker system. Not familiar music it was for a known wrestler but familiar because it was a natural treasure to some. "I'll Be There For You" by the Rembrandts was playing loudly. It wasn't but the first part of the course before the entire venue of fans was singing along. Not but a few seconds later the painted mystery man known as GUY came stepping out before the crowd. His all black and red cape secured tightly around his neck and shoulders. That wide smirk spread over those painted black lips.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen. Making his way to the ring at this time. A founding member of the Foot Clan. Firm believer of Nipple Twists and Dick Kicks. Coming all the way from the Sewers of New York. By the way of Angel Grove, California. Weighing in at two donuts shy of two hundred pounds. He is the current reigning and defending King of SCW. The Mysterious, The Lovable, The Incredible... GUY WITH CAPE!
As soon as his name was announced. Guy threw both of his arms into the air in celebration shouting out at the top of his lungs: "Huzzah!" Of course seeing the man in the flesh only added to the excitement from the fans in attendance. The theme song was just a bonus at this point. By that point Guy had pulled himself up on the ring apron and found himself attempting to get to the ring. Tripping on his cape in the process and doing a faceplant in the ring. Causing the crowd to gasp briefly until they all watched him kip up back to his feet with that grin still on his lips. He stepped into his corner and leaned down looking at all the men in the ring.
Adams: Ugh. Everything about this man just irritates me.
Simone: Speaking of having favorites and putting money on someone. Guy is the man I got to win. A two-time back to back King is about to be crowned right before our very eyes.
Adams: Do not put that negative energy out into the world!
DING DING DING!
As soon as the bell sounded. All hell proceeded to break loose right out the gate. Artie and Connor go right after each other. Bill and Justin meet in the center of the ring to start. Exchanging in a heated battle of fists being thrown. Meanwhile, Guy could be seen tackling Ryans through the ropes. Both of them hitting the mat ground on the outside. Guy finds himself on top of Ryans to start landing punches.
Bill could be seen scooping Justin up onto his shoulders. He took him right towards one of the sides of the ring. With ease, Bill launched the man off his shoulders for a Samoan Drop to the floor. Justin hit chest first and instantly grabbed at it gasping for air. Clearly a sign that he landed hard. Bill was quickly met with a clothesline from Connor, but it wasn't enough to send him over the top rope.
Connor backed up a little bit. Rushing forward again, going for another clothesline, but it didn't work out. All thanks to Bill catching Connor mid-run and lifting him up then spinning to plant him down on the mat with a Spinning Side Slam. Connor rolled over favoring his ribs. Now as Bill was trying to get to his feet. Artie rushed over and slapped onto him connecting with a Double Axe Handle to the head.
Adams: Artie has to be the most inexperienced man in this match, but I have to admit. Over the last couple of weeks. He's shown a lot of spunk.
Simone: He sure has Jason. If I wasn't already committed to seeing Guy become a two-time King. I'd say it would be Artie walking away tonight with the crown.
Adams: Let me just stop you there. Guy being the King last year was one of the worst things to ever happen to SCW as a whole. We're not going to see that repeat itself!
Simone: You're just a Guy hater. It's kind of sad.
Artie was slugging away on Bill to keep him grounded for the time being. On the outside of the ring. Ryans could be seen grabbing a hold of Guy. Taking his head and slamming it against the steel guard rail right there at ringside. Guy flopped down to the floor as Ryans found himself leaping up onto the guard rail. He reached down and grabbed a hold of Guy's head starting to pull him up. Something wild in mind, but all of the sudden Guy swiped Ryans leg out from under him.
He managed to slip right there on the guardrail and get his knee caught between the slots of the rail. He was hanging upside down trying to find a way to find a way to pull himself up, but it wasn't working very well. Guy quickly grabbed the ring apron and lifted it up. Reaching under it to pull out a golden painted Steel Chair. Some excitement from the crowd was heard, but there was concern from others. Guy proceeded to turn right towards the trapped knee of Ryans. Taking the chair and slamming it against it!
An agonizing yell of pain came from Ryans as he tried to free himself. Doing his best to try and pry his leg from the rail, but it wasn't working. Guy lifted that golden chair up and slammed it against the trapped knee of Ryans a second time. Again the screams of pain could be heard from him. That second chair shot had a lot more concern coming from the crowd. Guy smirking from ear to ear holding the chair above his head.
Simone: My goodness! Guy was really swinging that chair with everything he had. Looking a little on the aggressive side tonight.
Adams: Not just aggressive, but he could have really hurt Kris right now. That was such a cowardly thing to do! And you want to call this man your King?
Simone: I don't think he was doing that to be malicious or anything. It's a ladder match. Things are going to get a little out of control.
Adams: Keyword there is Ladder. The man is out here using a chair!
Ryans was finally able to get free as he crumbled to the floor. Holding his knee in pain screaming at the top of his lungs. Dawn was seen dropping down on the outside to check on him. Quickly seeing how bad this was and started to motion towards the back. Right away EMTs could be seen starting to run down the ramp. On the other side of the ring Connor could be seen starting to pull out a ladder from under the ring. He lifted it up and placed it across the ring apron. As well as the steel guardrail.
Before he had a chance to do anything else. Justin clubbed Connor in the back and knocked him against that ladder. Taking a hold of his head and then slamming it off the top of it. Connor fell back to the ground almost right away. Justin was far from done with Connor. He grabbed a hold of the man by the head and then forced it between his legs. Wrapping his arms around the waist of Connor. Justin lifted him straight up and then delivered "THE STRIKE" to Connor onto the ladder. Breaking it in half!
Adams: Justin just put Connor through a ladder!
Simone: We're less than a few minutes into this match and there is carnage just piling up!
There was four EMTs trying to help a wounded Ryans up to his feet when they heard the sickening crash of a body going through unforgiving steel. Taking notice of Connor, two of the four rushed over to him to check in. The other two were starting to carry Ryans out who were limping on one leg. The crowd booing a little bit as it appeared his night was over before it even began.
Back inside the ring Artie was pushing a ladder through the middle rope. It was leaning there as he hopped up on the apron. That split second decision was costly. Because as he was trying to push the ladder the rest of the way in. Bill came and leaped on one end of the ladder. Landing with all his body weight on it. Causing the other end of the ladder to smack right under Artie's chin and sending him flying to the floor on the outside.
Bill getting right back to his feet. He grabbed a hold of the ladder he had leaped on and pulled it into the ring the rest of the way. With ease he gripped the ladder with those large hands and began to set it up directly under the crown. Wasting next to no time at all to start climbing the ladder. About that time Justin who had a ladder of his own in hand took notice of what was going on.
Tossing his ladder into the ring and then quickly slid in. He grabbed a hold of one of Bill's legs and yanked the massive man off the ladder. Bill managed to land right on his feet. Justin instantly went to throw a punch, but it was blocked. Bill grabbed his hand to prevent it. Only to slap his hand against the throat of Justin and lift him straight up into the air. Turning to the ladder Justin brought in the ring and hit a Chokeslam on it.
Simone: A chokeslam on the ladder! There's no way Justin's spine is ever the same again after that!
Adams: At this point Justin is held together by bubblegum and paper clips with all the abuse he's taking over the years. What's one more injury to his spine?!
Bill was about to turn back towards the ladder. However before he could, Guy found himself sliding into the ring and going right at the massive man. Catching him with a couple of punches right to the gut. Backing him up towards the ropes. After a couple more punches Guy grabbed a hold of the massive man's arm and attempted to whip him towards the middle of the ring where the ladder was.
Only for Bill to reverse it and send Guy right towards the ladder. The reigning King surprised everyone by avoiding contact with it when he leaped onto the ladder to the fourth step. Then without hesitation, leaped backwards, and flipped into the air taking Bill down with a variant of a moonsault. Guy got right back to his feet taking notice of the EMTs on the outside starting to help Connor away from the ringside area. His night seemingly over just like Ryans. Guy shrugged and started to climb the ladder.
Adams: This is an awful night for Connor Murphy and Kris Ryans. Both men are headed to the back with some kind of injury thats keeping them from performing.
Simone: Ladder matches are known to shorten the careers of professional wrestlers. After all let's be real shall we? No one's body is meant for or conditioned to fall from a fifteen foot ladder ever.
Adams: No they're not, but you know they have to really feel defeated being unable to compete. Not just that, but having it happen so soon.
Simone: Nothing to be ashamed of. Their body comes first. Rest up and live on to fight another day!
Guy was only a couple of steps away from reaching the top of the ladder. That was until Artie found himself sliding into the ring. He found himself grabbing a hold of one of the legs of the ladder. Trying to do his best to shake it to throw Guy off his game, but he seemingly just couldn't get it up. Guy did however take notice of Artie. Leaping down from the ladder and getting in his face.
The gesture that Guy was making was pointing up towards the crown and letting it be known that it belonged to him. That was followed up quickly with Guy pushing Artie backwards. Being a little bit of a bully, but before the crowd could even react to that. Artie landed a huge right hand to Guy's face. Knocking the man in a cape off his feet for a brief moment.
Guy was quick to get right back to his feet and had Artie in his sights. However, it was Artie that proved to be ready for what came next. Not giving Guy a chance to do anything. As he leaped into the air and landed a picture perfect Dropkick to the chest of Guy. Sending the man flying backwards into the standing ladder. He knocked it over and then fell on top of it. Guy rolled over and favoring his back right away from where the steel had met with it.
Simone: Wow! Artie has really been busting his behind with training. That dropkick is right up there with some of the best I've ever seen!
Adams: Even better than he hit it on Guy. Teach this clown a lesson once and for all.
Despite holding his back in pain. Guy was already trying to get back to his feet, but he didn't get too far. Artie grabbed a hold of his head and neck. Rushing forward and throwing Guy through the middle ropes to the outside. Artie wasted no time to turn back around and grab the ladder he knocked over. Setting it back under the crown. Right where he needed it to be. He began to rush himself up the ladder,
Seconds later Artie had his fingertips on the crown. He was trying to pull it down. Just as he was getting a good grip on it. A ladder came forward and cracked him right in the chest. Artie's legs went out from under him, but his chest was on the flat part of the top of the ladder preventing him from falling. It turned out Justin had that other ladder in hand as he took a couple of steps back and leaned it against the standing one.
Adams: Great awareness by Justin. He managed to stop Artie just in time!
Simone: He did, but I do not like what he's doing with this ladder here. It seems like it's going to end in disaster for someone.
Justin looked at the way the ladder was leaning and where Artie was at the top. Throwing caution to the wind. Justin sprinted forward and ran up that leaning ladder to get to where Artie was. He then leaped, hooked a hold of Artie's waist, and went over the top of him and the ladder to take them both down to the unforgiving mat with a Sunset Flip Bomb! The crowd let out a massive pop in approval for the death defying move. Artie rolled himself right out of the ring.
With Justin lying there on the mat favoring his tailbone. Yet, the man was a very determined one. Slapping his hand against the mat and forcing himself to stand up. He didn't manage to stay up for very long though. All thanks to Bill being back to his feet and reaching out grabbing a hold of Justin. In an effortless manner he lifted the man up into the air in a military press position. He watched as Artie used the ring apron to pull himself up. And as soon as he was at a vertical base.
Bill took Justin and tossed him out of the ring. His body went flying towards Artie, colliding with it, and taking the both of them down to the unforgiving floor. Bill looked quite proud of himself for what he was able to do. With the men down, he had a chance to climb that ladder. He turned around to be met with a leaping Knee Strike straight to his jaw by Guy! Bill ate that knee as it knocked him out of the ring and threw the ropes. The crowd showed their support for the current King with some cheers.
Simone: Ooooh! That looked like it hurt!
Guy found himself taking a look on the outside of the ring. Bill, Justin, and Artie all right there. Showing movement and signs of wanting to get to their feet. That's when Guy could be seen reaching down into his wrestling tights for a moment. Finding himself pulling out a bright pink strap on. The crowd found themselves looking at some confusion and a little bit of laughter. With Guy starting to take it and strap it around his entire head.
Adams: I swear every time I watch this guy wrestle. I lose brain cells.
As soon as he had it strapped to his head. Guy quickly turned around and grabbed the ladder behind him that was set up. Starting to drag it a little closer to the side of the ring. Satisfied with it, Guy looked behind him and saw that the three of them were close to getting up. Grabbing the ladder. He quickly hustled up the one side, and got to the top. He turned himself around on the ladder so he could see the men on the outside of the ring. Bill, Artie, and Justin had no idea what was coming. Guy launched himself from the top rope leading with his strap on the covered head for "THE HOLY GUYVER" landing on all three men taking them back down to the unforgiving floor. All four of their bodies stacked on top of each other with the crowd chanting out loud.
Crowd: Holy Sh*t! Holy Sh*t! Holy Sh*t!
The man with the least amount of damage of course was the first one to his feet. Guy rolled away from the three as he grabbed the guardrail and helped pull himself up. Reaching up and yanking that strap on off his head launching it into the crowd. Guy turned and rolled himself into the ring. Reaching for that ladder to drag it just a few inches back to the center of the ring. This was the perfect opportunity for him as he began to climb the ladder.
There was excitement coming from the crowd as they watched the current King scramble to the top. Guy got there and reached out to grab a hold of the crown. However before he had a chance to pull it down. He was met with a clubbing blow to the middle of his back. All thanks to Bill. Of course that wasn't enough for the veteran. He got right up under Guy's legs and proceeded to yank Guy right off the ladder. Having him on his shoulders. Guy looked like he was in a state of panic.
Simone: This is not a good place for Guy to be right now!
Adams: It's the perfect place for him to be. Now launch hm out of the ring Bill!
Simone: Hey come on now Jason!
Bill found himself running as he angled Guy right towards one of the corners in the ring. Launching him off his shoulders and connected with a Buckle Bomb on Guy in the corner. Guy's entire body violently whiplashed to the mat. Before he found himself rolling right on out of the ring. Bill with a bit of a smirk on his lips satisfied with what happened. Found himself turning around for the sake of trying to win the match, but as soon as he did turn around.
SPEAR!
Justin had been in prime position. Waiting for that moment.Taking Bill right off his feet with the move. Bill clutched his ribs as the man found himself rolling into the nearest corner. Justin took a second to look around and made sure he was the only one left standing. In that realization, he quickly began to climb the ladder. Step after step he found himself getting closer and closer to the crown. Finally, reaching the top and then getting his hands on it. Trying to unsecure it from the clip it was hanging from.
Adams: Justin has his hand on the crown! We're about to see one of the biggest upsets in all of SCW history!
Simone: I did not have this on my 2025 Bingo card. Justin Smith? A King? What is our world coming to right now?!
Adams: Hey! It's something new. It's something refreshing! And he earned it, if he can just pull it down.
Justin was still struggling with the crown when everyone saw Artie back to his feet with a ladder in hand. Sliding into the ring with it. Artie sets it up right beside the ladder Justin was in and starts to ascend. Justin was so close to having the crown unhooked with Artie caught him with a punch right in the side of his head. Justin stopped himself from losing his balance and quickly fired off a shot of his own back to Artie catching him in the nose as Artie rocked backwards.
Nearly falling, but Artie comes back with a kick to Justin's knee. It buckles out from under him, slipping between one of the steps of the ladder, and hangs Justin upside down on that ladder. Justin was trying to lean up so he could just slip himself through the steps and be okay, but he didn't get that chance. Artie took a risk like never before when he stepped up on the ladder a little higher and then leaped off for a Leg Drop across the hanging Justin. Taking them both down to the mat!
Simone: Wooooooow! What a leg drop from Artie!
Adams: That's the confidence you were asking him to have. No one scared would have ever taken a risk like that!
Simone: I cannot argue with that at all!
Artie was quick to find himself standing right back up. He was limping just a little, his tailbone had to be on fire, but with Justin out of the equation and being the only one left standing. Artie was back to ascending up that ladder. His head angled up the entire time. Not taking his eyes off the prize. Once he was at the top of the ladder. He started to reach for the crown. His fingertips gazed at it, just as the other ladder next to him caught him right in the face, sending Artie flying off the ladder.
It sent him straight down onto the ring ropes. He hit them chest first and bounced right off. Still on his feet in the ring, but clearly completely out of it. He stumbled around towards the man that had cracked him with that ladder. It was none other than Bill who was waiting for the man. Picking him up with ease as he proceeded to violently fling Artie into the standing ladder he fell from with a "BULLDOG SLAM" taking the ladder off a standing base and hitting the mat with it in an unforgiving way. Artie laid there on top of the ladder writhing in pain.
Adams: Bill is showing a side of himself tonight I didn't know even existed. Digging deep to bring out that hardcore side of himself out.
Simone: You can say that again. He literally treated Artie's body like it was nothing more than a rag doll. I sure hope he's okay.
Adams: I am sure he's going to be fine. Some bumps and bruises, but it will be the ego that is shattered if Bill is the one to win this thing.
Inside the ring Bill had picked up Artie and just tossed him out of the way. Off the ladder he was lying on. That's when Bill leaned over to grab a hold of the ladder. Aiming to pick it up, but no sooner than he bent over to pick it up. Guy came out of nowhere with "THE FOOT CLAN" stomping right on the back of Bill's head and driving it down on top of the ladder. Bill's face bounced off it as he quickly found himself rolling out of the ring holding his face.
Simone: The Foot Clan! The Foot Clan to the ladder! Guy is back in this thing!
Guy knew what he needed to do. He grabbed that very ladder Bill had tried to grab and lifted it up. Pulling the legs out from under it and setting it up right in the middle of the ring. Guy grabbed each side of it and then started to climb up the ladder. Going as fast as he could despite the soreness he felt in his entire body. As soon as he got to the top of the ladder. He reached out to grab a hold of that crown.
But as soon as he reached for it. Guy felt the ladder starting to shake a little bit. He looked down to see a hurt Artie lying at the bottom of it. Trying to will himself to climb up the ladder. Guy shaking his head and turning his attention back to the crown. He reached out with both hands and grabbed a hold of it. He was trying to unhook it and was a second away from doing so when he was met with a PUNCH to the gut.
All thanks to Artie who had made it to the top of the ladder. Guy let go of the crown as he doubled over. Artie took a hold of Guy's head at that moment and slammed it down pon top of the ladder. Guy came close to falling off the ladder, but he held on. Guy then found himself reaching up and punching Artie in the face. It stunned him for a second as the ladder was starting to shake with them fighting at the top of it.
Adams: This is getting more and more dangerous by the second!
Guy tried to reach for the crown again. However as soon as he did. Artie reached up with both of his hands and took the crown SLAMMING it into the head of Guy. The metal caught the current King right in the face as it sent Guy flying backwards off the ladder. His body could be heard hitting the mat with a thud. Every single fan in attendance looked on with shock. They were about to witness a new King crowned!
Simone: Oh noooo! Guy!
Adams: Yes! Yes! Thank god! Grab it Artie! Grab it now!
Simone: Get up Guy! Get up!
Artie was trying to grab a hold of the crown, but thanks to using it to his advantage off Guy's head. It was swinging kind of wildly. Artie reached out a few times, missing it, but finally he managed to hook his fingers on the inside of the crown to stop it from swaying. His other hand came up to grab the latch that the crown was hanging from. Seconds away from undoing it when Guy APPEARED right back at the top of the ladder.
Artie had no time to even react before he was being met in the face with YELLOW MIST out of Guy's mouth. Artie let out a scream as he grabbed his face with both hands and let go of the ladder. He found himself falling back hitting the mat harshly. He laid there holding his face screaming louder and louder. Guy looked down with a smirk, those lips now painted yellow thanks to the mist. He then reached up and yanked the crown down!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, here is your winner. Officially a two-time King for a Day. GUUUUYYYY WIIIITTTHHHH CAAAAPPPPPEEEE!
The announcement met with some mixed reactions from the crowd. He was a lovable character for the most part, but clearly the way he went about winning was coming into question. Guy on the other hand found himself swinging his leg over the top of the ladder. Straddling it to sit up top. Slowly raising the crown up and putting it down on top of his head. Still a grin was spread across ear to ear.
Adams: This no good piece of trash!
Simone: Woah! Woah! Jason!
Adams: No, I am going to call it like it is. I have never liked him. Never! And you just saw what he did. That was dirty! Artie was set to become King!
Simone: You know as well as I know. Guy doesn't mean anything maliciously. He's a bit of an odd-ball. There has to be an explanation for that. Not that there needs to be done. There weren't really rules to the match other than get the crown.
Adams: Of course you're going to defend what he did. Guy is showing his true colors. Which is yellow. Coward!
The cameras took the time to show the bodies lying all around the ring and the outside of it from the carnage of the match. Only to find themselves cutting back to the top of the ladder where Guy sat. His hands in the air as he wore that crown. The cheers were starting to shine through a little more. It was hard not to like the weirdo in face paint, but this would always be questioned. The shot of him celebrating was seen a few more seconds before the cameras cut backstage.
On the Titan shot at video plays of a recording from before the show as evidenced by the words earlier tonight plastered in the corner.
Victoria Lyons is arriving with her brother Vincent when she's met by Christian Underwood and a handful of SCW security.
Victoria Lyons: What is this about? I haven't done anything! Vincent and I have matches to get ready for thank you very much.
Christian Underwood: Victoria … we've been through this. Many, many … many, times. I know that this is not something that you fancy doing - and I sympathize. I do, because believe it or not? You're one of the few around here that I actually like. But…
He holds up a hand and sighs.
Christian: When you won Queen For A Day a year ago, it may have escaped your notice that it was literally just 'for a day'. Not for the year. And tonight we are crowning a new Queen! Ah ah!
He holds up a hand again to forestall any objections, then holds out his hand.
Christian: I am sorry Victoria but … I am afraid that you are going to have to hand over the Crown.
Victoria Lyons: What!? After everything I've done for this company this is how you're going to treat me?! You can't do this!!
Christian: I think you'll find out that the exact opposite is true, Victoria. It's not my or Mark's fault that you chose to ignore or misunderstand the stipulation from the previous year. Now … the Crown, if you please? Otherwise we might have to discuss the option of fines if you refuse. Victoria Lyons: Fine?! It's going to be like that? Take it. But when this new Queen is crowned I'm going to be the first in line at her coronation. Victoria angrily shoves the crown in the Christian's chest and stomps off into the arena. Vincent scowls at Christian as he follows her inside. Christian shakes his head as he watches them go. He turns to one of the security officers. Christian: I still think she's the more unhinged one of that family. Under the dazzling lights of the Accor Arena, the iconic six-sided wrestling ring has undergone a surreal transformation, now resembling a whimsical playpen plucked from a child's imagination. On the ropes hang strings of colorful bunting and plush toys swaying gently like curious spectators. Inside the ring, a chaos of innocence reigns: porcelain dolls recline on velvet cushions, stuffed animals are propped against fluffy towers of pastel pillows, and a plastic tea set lies overturned near the center, as if interrupted mid-party. The mat itself is blanketed with soft rugs and patchwork quilts, muffling any remnants of combat beneath layers of comfort. It's a dreamlike contrast—a space once ruled by adrenaline and aggression now surrendered to tenderness and make-believe. Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the Powderpuff Hardcore match! The crowd cheers in anticipation for what will go down on record as one of the most unique grudge matches of all time!
The house lights go down, as a purple light goes over the crowd, as the tron comes to life with scenes from Alice in Wonderland, floating books, house made of cards, fields of flowers, before it switches to Necra sitting on a strange looking throne. "Madness if Catching" Alice's Villain Song begins to play over the loud speakers. A mist rolls across the stage and down the ramp way. A red throne rises from the floor on the stage, as we see Necra dressed in what appears to be a red Queen dress and a porcelain mask upon her face. Justin: Introducing first! From the Isle of the Gods in Greece! Please welcome - Necra Octavian KANE! She rises from the throne, carrying a croquet mallet shaped like a flamingo over her shoulder. She walks down the ramp way as if in a trance. She walks up the stairs and slips between the ropes, and steps into the middle of the ring. She raises her arms, as lighting hits each post only to erupt into red flames. She lowers her arms and readies herself for the match. Justin: And her opponent...! The lights dim as pink fog starts to take over the entrance ramp. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard begins to play over the speakers as the lights brighten up. Pink pyro begins to cascade down from the tron as Candy comes bouncing out holding a plush version of her prized pet Fluffy while pushing a grocery cart filled to the brim with "toys" for this contest! Justin: She hails from Malibu Beach, California - CANDY!!! She skips her way down to the ring, reaching into the cart and tossing little goodies to the ringside fans, Skittles, Sta5rburst and many other sweet treats. Outside the ring, she hands Plush Fluffy to a stagehand before she climbs up on the apron and Necra crashes heavily into her, sending poor Candy sprawling to the floor! The flamboyant referee Holly Wood calls for the bell as Necra ducks outside!
DING DING DING!
Necra drops to the ringside floor and goes on the attack, straddling Candy's back and pinning her facedown! Necra grabs a handful of her hair and pulls Candy's neck painfully back and throws a roundhouse punch into her head, raining down blows one right after the other!
Simone: While the concept of a Powderpuff Hardcore match is certainly unique, I dare say in the end it all boils down to the same premise!
Adams: No count outs and no DQs! And that means Necra has the advantage!
Necra then grabs another handful of Candy's hair, pulling back as far as she can before she lets her go and Candy's head flies forward and smacks down into the floor! Necra jumps top her feet and begins laying in the boots as Candy tries to regain her bearings, crawling towards the grocery cart filled with toys. Necra grabs her and brings her back to a vertical base when candy takes her by surprise, plowing right into her and driving Necra back against the barricade!
Simone: Candy might look soft but she does not play that way!
Adams: Even when she's in a match, surrounded by toys!
Candy throws down against Necra, laying in some stinging open handed chops to Necra's sternum, the blows sounding like gunshots! One right after the other! Candy then grabs Necra by the arm and goes to send her hurdling into the grocery cart but Necra reverses it and ducks down, sending Candy up and over with a back body drop! Candy lands in the grocery cart amidst the debris! Necra then walks around and grabs the handle bar and gets a running start --
Adams: Uh oh! What is Necra up to!
Simone: Candy is upside down in that cart! She can't right herself!
And Necra sends the cart careening right into the steel ring post! The cart bounces heavily off of it and topples over, Candy spilling out onto the floor with an array of toys spilling out with her! Wobble toys! Ball pit balls are everywhere! Pool noodles! Plush stacking rings! Even two lightsabers! Necra stalks her rival and she grabs Candy from behind, pulling her to her feet and setting her into position for a Side Russian leg sweep. But as Necra attempts to plow her face-first into the ringside floor, Candy counters with a somersault that rolls both women over. Then, with Necra on her back, Candy jumps up and delivers a double foot stomp into Necra's midsection! Candy then drags Necra back to her feet and she sends the Hall of Famer crashing so hard into the metal ring steps that she almost knocks them over! Necra goes tumbling over the steps and to the floor, where Candy gets a running start as Necra slowly rises. Necra turns around and Candy uses the steps as a launching pad, jumping off and taking Necra down with a Thesz press! Necra's legs kick wildly as candy throws one right fist after another into her head!
Adams: Boy just LOOK at Candy go!
Candy pulls Necra back to her feet and rolls her opponent back inside of the ring, as Holly Wood stands by helplessly as she's effectively powerless to do anything other than count the pin!
Candy then goes over to the spilled goods and she begins throwing them one by one inside of the ring. Candy then climbs back up onto the ring apron and she steps through the ropes to enter when Necra clips her leg out from under her with a baseball slide. Necra then came in with a body strike knee lift, splitting Candy's lips open!
Simone: I don't think I have ever seen Candy bleed!
Adams: Leave it to Necra to be the first to make it happen!
Necra immediately traps Candy in a front facelock and drags her through the ropes, parallel to the canvas and she brings her crashing down with a Twisting Hangman's Neck Breaker! Necra with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Candy kicks out!
Adams: No way! Candy is a scrapper despite what people might think!
Necra stands up and grabs one of the porcelain dolls from its velvety pillow, then grabs a second!
Adams: Am I the only person who thinks those dolls are creepy AF?
Simone: They give Freddy Krueger nightmares!
Necra then brings the one doll down onto Candy's head, shattering its poor, porcelain head on hers! Necra then repeats this process with the second doll! Candy rolls over and grabs a stray pillow with one hand and in an act of desperation, she swings it up and around, clobbering Necra in the head with it! Necra is send stumbling back a few steps before she shakes it off and looks around with an expression that practically screams "WHAT THE F**K!?" Necra makes another move and Candy swings the pillow at her again, but this time Necra catches it in her arms. The two rivals engage in a most unusual tug-of-war over the pillow until Necra swings her around and Candy loses her balance and falls to the mat - losing her grip on the pillow. Necra throws her pillow down and moves in for the proverbial kill when Candy grabs another pillow and swings it upright, CLOBBERING Necra and she stands there, dazed - and then crumbles to the mat!
Simone: What on earth!?
Adams: From a PILLOW!?
As it turns out, Candy is as equally confused as she stands there, looking between the downed Necra and the pillow in her hand. She turns the pillow over and a BRICK falls out! Candy's eyes bug out!
Adams: A brick! How did a brick get in one of those pillows!?
Simone: I would imagine Necra had something to do with it!
Adams: And is now paying for it!
Candy drops the pillow like it scalded her hand, but then sees Necra laid out and she quickly scrambles to make the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-Necra gets a shoulder up!
Simone: After getting clobbered with a BRICK!
Adams: Necra is not human!
Candy then spots a red, velvet bag and she hops to her feet and skips over to it, picking it up. She unties the string that holds it closed and turns it upside down...
Simone: Not thumbtacks!
Adams: Worse! Legos!
Indeed as a small wave of Legos spill out everywhere onto the mat! Candy grabs Necra and drags her roughly to her feet and grabs her into a front facelock. Candy positions Necra and attempts a suplex up and over onto the Legos but Necra blocks it. Another attempt and Necra blocks it again. Necra then reverses the attempt, lifts Candy up and drops her with a face-first suplex down into the Legos!
Simone: ANYONE who has ever stepped on a Lego knows DAMN well that hurts like hell!
Necra staggers back to a vertical base and maneuvers herself behind Candy as the popular Bombshell struggles to rise, holding her upper body. Once Candy is up, Necra grabs her around the waist from behind and lifts her up and over with a German suplex! Necra rolls through, drags Candy back up and lands a second German suplex, but this time Candy lands on the tea set, shattering it to pieces!
Adams: That's ceramic! They could both be cut!
Indeed the cameras do catch the bodies of both women with lacerations as Necra covers Candy in a pin fall attempt!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Candy kicks out!
Necra glares first at Holly Wood, and then at Candy before slowly standing up. Necra calmly walks over to the croquet mallet she had brought out and picks it up.
Simone: if she hits Candy with this, it will definitely be all over!
Necra picks the mallet up and swings it overhead, aiming right for Candy but Candy is swift enough to roll out of the way, the croquet mallet striking the mat! Necra tries another swing but Candy just barely avoids the second attempt! Candy blindly grabs for something - anything! She manages to snatch hold of a confetti cannon and rolls to her back and aims - AND AN EXPLOSION OF CONFETTI IS SENT RIGHT INTO NECRA'S FACE!
Adams: Hahaha! What a 'weapon!
Simone: At least it did the job!
Necra drops the mallet in surprise and Candy picks up a large, pink monstrosity...!
Adams: Not the Barbie Dream house!
And Candy brings it crashing right down into Necra's head! Necra falls and Candy throws the Dream house's remains aside and goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Necra kicks out!
Simone: despite the sheer lunacy behind this ridiculous farce, these two women are laying out some serious punishment on one another!
Candy looks frustrated, an uncharacteristic frown on her face. She then spots something amidst the carnage and her face lights right back up! In the middle of the dazzling showdown, the wildly popular wrestler Candy hops to her feet and snatches a glitter bomb the crowd roared in anticipation!
Adams: It was only a matter of time!
Candy spins on her heel, ready to hurl the sparkling payload at Necra. But just as Candy launches it, Necra delivers a kick that sent the glitter bomb flying right back into Candy's face! A brilliant explosion of shimmering chaos erupts, covering Candy in a cloud of glitter as she staggers back, coughing and blinded by her own favorite weapon! Necra then snatches her porcelain mask from where she reverently laid it down and she brings it down onto Candy's head, shattering it to pieces! Candy crumbles to the mat!
Simone: But I don't think Necra is finished!
Then of all things, Necra grabs the most adorable teddy bear! She looks at it with disgust before she makes her move. As Candy struggles to rise, Necra pounces, forcing the stuffed toy over her opponent's face and pressing down with merciless force!
Adams: She's smothering her! Necra is smothering Candy!
Candy kicks and squirms beneath her, but Necra only pushed harder, her eyes locked on Candy's fading resistance and relishing every second of the twisted tactic as she tightened her grip, turning childhood innocence into a weapon of domination! Candy's movements slow, then cease entirely. Holly Wood rushes in, but Necra lingers just a second longer, before casting the teddy bear aside and covering Candy!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner! NECRA OCTAVIAN KANE!
Simone: What a horrific way to win a match!
The arena erupts in a chorus of boos as Necra stands tall in the ring, a wicked grin spreading across her face! With that, she climbs through the ropes and throws her arms wide, soaking in the venomous energy like a queen ruling over a kingdom of rage. Necra starts to make her way up the ramp, and starts to stagger a bit.
Simone: Necra doesn't look to good.
Adams: After that match...
Necra leans against the barrier as she sways slightly and falls back onto the ramp way. Medics run out from the back, to check on her, as Ex comes out behind them. He picks her up and carries her into the back.
Simone: Her knight in a shinning...
Adams: Skull...
Simone shakes her head.
Simone: We'll be back after this.
The scene opens backstage, where we see Miss Rocky Mountains standing in front of the roulette wheel and standing either side of her is Aiden Reynolds and Logan Hunter, as they prepare to find out their fate of the roulette wheel.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Welcome back ladies and gentlemen. With me is Aiden Reynolds and Logan Hunter, as they find out what the stipulation is for their match. So here we go…
Ms. Rocky Mountains grabs the peg on the roulette wheel and pulls hard and the wheel spins around frantically as Aiden and Logan look on expectantly.
As the when spins, we see the many stipulations that features on it.
Last Man Standing –> Submission Match –> Hard Ten Match –> Iron man match…
The wheel finally begins to slow and finally stops on…
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Sadistic Madness match.
Logan and Aiden both look to one another before Miss Rocky Mountains then pulls out a card.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: A Sadistic Madness match… is a variation of the First Blood match, the main difference being that the opponent must be bleeding before a wrestler can legally pin them.
Logan and Aiden nod to accept the explanation.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Good luck gentlemen.
Logan and Aiden then leaves separately before the scene fades out on the roulette wheel.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall… and is a Sadistic Madness match following the roulette wheel spin. Introducing first…
Hope Castrated" by Cage Fight hits the speakers and as soon as the opening scream is heard Logan emerges from the back, Brooke follows him out and has her back to the crowd while she does some sensual poses and her boyfriend glares at the ring.
Justin: From Sydney, Australia and representing the Go Gym, being accompanied by Brooke Shields, LOGAN HUNTER!
As soon as Logan's name is called the two start making their way to the ring, Logan gets a running start before hopping on the apron and holding the middle rope down for Brooke as she enters the ring before he follows her in, they meet in the middle of the ring and while Logan remains standing broke drops to one knee and stretches her arms out with her head bowed.
Justin: And his opponent… he is the current Roulette Champion. Hailing from the Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia… Aiden Reynolds.
The opening riff of Parkway Drive's "Vice grip" hits. The high speed gives way to Aiden Reynolds stepping out onto the stage, a fist in the air and a black leather jacket with "The Aussie Wolf" spray painted on the back. The Roulette championship around his waist. He moves his way down to the ring and as the refrain of the song hits he throws his arms out to the side as he and the crowd both chant.
"YEAAAH YEAH YEAH"
He leaps onto the apron and takes a few steps backwards before sling shotting himself into the ring and spinning around, he then stops and drops to one knee slamming his fist into the mat. He climbs to his feet and remove the Roulette Championship from his waist and raises it high.
He then hands it off to the referee, who then shows it off to Logan Hunter, who stares at it all the way until it disappears to ring side. As the ref then indicates for the bell to be rung…
DING DING DING!
Hunter and Reynolds move around the ring before moving in and locking up, but Reynolds quickly overpowers Hunter and pushes him into the corner, where its ends in stalemate before Reynolds backs off but tries to catch Hunter off guard and goes for a wild swing, but Hunter blocks and then fires in big punches on Reynolds, which Reynolds takes steps backward with every shot and ends up in a corner. Once in the corner, Hunter grabs Reynolds hand and pulls him from the corner and Irish whips him into the corner, where Reynolds hits the corner before stepping out of the corner and Hunter hit's an overhead belly to belly suplex.
Simone: Reynolds and Hunter lock up, where they jockey for position briefly, but Reynolds overpowers him and drives him into the corner.
Adams: Reynolds backs away and then tries to catch Hunter off guard and goes for a wild swing but is blocked and he fires in some punces on Reynolds. Reynolds steps backwards and he then ends up in another corner.
Simone: Irish whip and then an overhead belly to belly suplex on the rebound.
Reynolds holds his back in pain, as Hunter kips up and turns back around to Reynolds and approaches and grabs him, where he sets him up and then hits a reverse neckbreaker. Reynolds holds his neck, as he gets to a knee, while Hunter makes his way to his feet and Reynolds gets to his feet and into corner. Hunter takes a few steps back before charging in as he looks for a splash but as he gets air, Reynolds gets his knees up into Hunter's chest and Hunter drops down to the mat hard.
Adams: Reynolds reels from the belly to belly, as Hunter kips up and moves to Reynolds, where he grabs him and pulls him up before hitting a reverse neckbreaker. Reynolds reels but he gets to his feet and retreats to a corner.
Simone: Hunter charges in for a splash, but Reynolds gets his knees up and Hunter crashes into them and drops to the mat and rocked.
Hunter rolls away, as Reynolds takes a moment as he watches Hunter before leaping to the middle rope and as Hunter makes his way to his feet, Reynolds leaps off for a missile dropkick, but Hunter dodges and Reynolds lands on the mat but quickly moving back to his feet and Hunter catches him with a standing dropkick and Reynolds drops to the mat before quickly crawling away and to the ropes, where he pulls himself up. Hunter gets back to his feet and moves to Reynolds, where he leaps onto the middle rope and proceeds unleash a series of punches onto Reynolds before leaping off and then grabs Hunter and pulls him from the corner and then sets up and hits another reverse neckbreaker.
Simone: Hunter rolls away from Reynolds to attempt some recover, as Reynolds climbs the ropes to the middle turnbuckle and he watches Hunter, who makes his way to his feet and Reynolds hits a missile dropkick but Hunter dodges it, but he is quickly back to his feet and Hunter surprises him with a standing dropkick.
Adams: Reynolds moves to the ropes and pulls himself up, before Hunter leaps onto the middle turnbuckle and unleashes a series of punches.
Simone: Another reverse neckbreaker.
Hunter makes his way to his feet before looking down at Reynolds before proceeding to drop down with an elbow drop, but quickly rises up to hit another one and just keeps hitting elbow drops before making his way back to his feet and just shakes his head and mocks Reynolds before leaping up and hits one more elbow drop before going for a cover…
Adams: Hunter then proceeds to hit rolling elbow drops across Reynolds sternum, before going for a pin, but the ref quickly informs him that blood must be spilt first.
The ref shakes their head and indicates that blood needs to be spilled first. Hunter slaps the mat as Reynolds kicks out anyway, Reynolds then rolls away from Hunter, as Hunter makes his way to his feet and approaches Reynolds, but Reynolds shoves his hand into Hunter's throat, which he stumbles back holding his throat and as he turns, Reynolds explodes out of the corner with a boot to Hunter face and drops him.
Simone: I think he briefly forgot about the rules on that. Reynolds rolls away from Hunter. Hunter makes his way back to his feet and moves to Reynolds who is in the corner, but Hunter is forces back by a punch to the throat and Hunter is quickly grounded by a huge boot.
Hunter holds his face, as Reynolds approaches and drops down and grabs a handful of Hunter's hair and briefly checks for blood before unleashing some punches on Hunter before climbing to his feet, where he moves to the corner and proceeds to untie turnbuckle pad and rips away and chucks it out of the ring. He then turns to Hunter and grabs him and pulls him up, where he drives his head into the exposed turnbuckle but it doesn't break skin and Reynolds tries again, but this time Hunter blocks and then throws an elbow back into Reynolds face and he takes a few steps back and Hunter steps away from the corner and turns round and Reynolds takes a step forward and Hunter fires in a headbutt into Reynolds nose and a small amount of blood trickles from his nose, as Reynolds stumbles back and Hunter hits a standing dropkick and Reynolds drops to the mat before rolling from the ring.
Adams: Reynolds checks for blood, which the big boot is very rare to bloody anything.
Simone: Reynolds moves to his feet and moves to the turnbuckle and rips off the pad exposing the metal. Which this might just work. He then grabs Hunter and pulls him up and drives his head into the exposed wire. He checks if it has opened up Hunter but it hasn't.
Adams: Might need a few shots at it.
Simone: Renolds tries again but this time Hunter blocks and fires an elbow back and catches Reynolds. Hunter then fires in a headbutt and that works.
Adams: Hunter hits a standing dropkick, and Reynolds drops to the mat and rolls from the ring.
Hunter doesn't get up but instead rolls from the ring and then lifts the ring skirt up and looks for weapons. He first pulls out a chair and slides it into the ring before moving around the ring and lifts the skirt again and find a tool bag and takes it and lifts it up onto the apron with a smile and he pulls the bag open and pulls out a hammer, a wrench and a spanner before turning it upside down and find nothing else and shakes his head.
Simone: Hunter rolls from the ring and begins to hunt for weapons. He finds a chair and then finds a small tool bag. Not sure who it belongs too but they are going to be kicking themselves for forgetting it.
Adams: His loss and Hunters gain, as he empties out and seems a little disappointed in what's in it.
Picking up the wrench, he moves towards Reynolds, who has now sat up and shaking off the dropkick, Hunter approaches Reynolds and grabs him and raises the wrench up but Reynolds bring an arm up and delivers a low blow. Hunter drops the wrench and then clutches at his man parts before taking a few steps backwards and drops to his knees, as Reynolds slowly moves to his feet and grabs the wrench and bring it down across Hunter back and Hunter arches his back in pain. Reynolds kicks his leg back for a mule kick catching Hunter on the side of the head and he falls side ways and Reynolds pounces and pushes Hunter on his back before driving the teeth of the wrench into Hunter's head over and over again and this busts Hunter open, and blood starts to flow, much to the crowds delight.
Simone: Hunter picks the wrench as his choice of weapon and proceeds to approach Reynolds and looks to attack, but Reynolds hits a low blow and Hunter drops the wrench, which Reynolds takes the tool and as Hunter drops his knees, Reynolds attacks Hunter with the wrench.
Adams: Reynolds drives the wrench into Hunter's head several times and draws blood.
Reynolds then goes for a cover…
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Reynolds shakes his head and wipes his nose on the back of his hand, as he drops the wrench and makes his way to his feet and grabs Hunter and pulls him up and then drives his face into the ring post and Hunter drops to the mat, as Brook moves in to check on Hunter and secretly hands off some brass knuckles before standing and turns to see Reynolds approaching. She stands her ground and begins to insult him and gets in his face, but he shoves her aside and continues to approach Hunter, as she leaps on his back, which distracts Reynolds.
Simone: Reynolds goes for a cover but Hunter kicks out.
Adams: Reynolds makes his way to feet and grabs Hunter and pulls him up, where he drives Hunters face into the ring post.
Simone: Brook now gets involved, as she checks on Hunter, as Reynolds approaches, but she isn't afraid and begins to insult him and gets into his face. He shoves her aside, but she isn't done and leaps onto his back.
Hunter slips the brass knuckles onto his hand, as he rolls onto his hands and knees, as Brook wraps an arm around his neck and claws at Reynolds face, which Reynolds then tries to shake her off and Hunter slowly makes his way to his feet and wipes some blood away before turning…
Adams: This gives Hunter the opening he needs and somewhere in all this Hunter manages to get some brass knuckles and he makes his way to his feet.
Logan: MOVE!
Brooke leaps off Reynolds and Hunter swings and connects to Reynolds temple and Reynolds drops to the floor stunned, as Brook smirks before laying in some boots on Reynolds, as Hunter slips off the brass knuckles, as he joins Brook in delivering boots, as he then nods at Brook and she backs off and he picks Reynolds up and see that's blood coming from a cut above Reynolds eye. Hunter smirks as drives his head forward and catches Reynolds right in the open wound. Reynolds stumbles backward but Hunter is back on him and pulls him up again, where he grabs his hand and hits a short arm clothesline before going for a pin...
Simone: Good co-ordination there, as Hunter swings and drives the brass knuckles into Reynolds temple. Brook drives in some boots and joins Brook with the boots.
Adams: Brook backs off and Hunter grabs Reynolds and sees that he has split open Reynolds eyebrow. But he isn't done and Hunter drives his head forward and into the cut. Hunter grabs Reynolds and clotheslines him and goes for a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
TH... kickout.
Hunter slaps the mat and proceeds to argue with the ref who says he got a shoulder up. Hunter shakes his head, as he moves back his feet and grabs Reynolds once more and sets up and hits a snap suplex. Reynolds holds his back, as Hunter moves around the ring once more to where the tools were and his grabs a hammer and then returns to Reynolds. He pulls Reynolds up and leans him against the ring post and Hunter raises the hammer up in the air with the claw facing Reynolds and Hunter swings and Reynolds ducks and the claw hit the metal ring pole and Hunter drops the hammer and shakes his hand.
Simone: Reynolds kicks out, as he briefly argues with the ref but the ref stays adamant in their outcome. Hunter gets back to his feet and grabs Reynolds and hits a snap suplex.
Adams: Hunter isn't done, as he grabs a hammer this time and moves back to Reynolds, where he pulls him up and leans him against the ring post and swings, but Reynolds dodges and Hunter whacks the ring post and drops the hammer.
Reynolds stumbles away and rolls himself into the ring, where he checks his head and looks at the blood on his fingers. He makes his way to his feet, where he grabs the chair and uses it to steady himself, as Hunter looks up at Reynolds as he takes a moment, as Brook sneaks around the ring and grabs Reynolds ankle and this momentarily distracts Reynolds and Hunter enters the ring and charges, but Reynolds pulls his foot away and then drives the chair into Hunter's stomach.
Simone: Reynolds stumbles away and back into the ring, where he assess his situation before grabbing the chair and steadies himself, as Hunter looks up at Reynolds and goes to climb into the ring, as Brook briefly distract Reynolds enough for Hunter to get back into the ring.
Adams: The distraction doesn't work and Hunter moves in but gets a chair into his stomach.
Hunter drops a knee, and Reynolds adjusts his grip on the chair and brings the chair across the back of Hunter. Hunter arches his back in pain, as Reynolds brings the chair across Hunter back again before tossing the chair away. Reynolds drops and rolls Hunter onto his back, where he first in punch on Hunter open wound before climbing back to his feet, where he stomps on him a few times and then he turns and leaps onto the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault. He then goes for a cover…
Simone: Reynolds then adjust his grip and brings the chair across Hunters back.
Adams: he follows up with another shot. Reynolds drops the chair and he then drops down and rolls Hunter onto his back and first in punches before climbing to his feet and returns the favour with boots of his own.
Simone: Springboard moonsault and into a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
Brooke puts Hunter's foot on the bottom rope and the ref see's this and points to the foot and Reynolds shakes his head, as he glares at Brooke, who gives an innocent wave. Reynolds removes Hunter's foot and tries again…
Adams: Brooke saves the day.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Reynolds lets out a heavy breath, as he takes a moment to contemplate his next move. He makes his way to his feet, where he grabs the chair and moves to the corner and jams the chair between the top and middle rope. He turns back to Hunter and grabs his foot and drags him to the corner, where he sits him up with him leaning on the chair as Reynolds then backs up and then charges in as he looks for the stubby kick, but Hunter drops to the side and rolls out of the ring and Reynolds hits the chair knees first and then rolls backwards as he holds his knees. On the outside, Brook hands Hunter the brass knuckles once more.
Simone: Reynolds tries again, but again Hunter kicks out. As Reynolds takes a moment before climbing back to his feet and jams the chair into the ropes. He grabs Hunters foot and pulls him towards the corner before sitting him up.
Adams: Reynolds looks to finish Hunter with the stubby kick, but Hunter rolls away and out of the ring.
Hunter rolls himself back into the ring, where he grabs the chair and pulls it away from the roles and chucks it onto the mat, where he then moves to Reynolds and begins to stomp on him a few times before dropping down and proceeds to drive his brass knuckle fist into Reynolds' open wound and makes it bleed more. He then stops and moves back to his feet, where he grabs Reynolds and drags him to where the chair is and he then sets up and hits the Divine Right of Kings (Fisherman's Brainbuster) onto the chair.
Simone: Hunter gets back into the ring and moves towards Reynolds and stomps on his, as he drops down, as we see that he has brass knuckles again and he fires in punches on Reynolds.
Adams: Hunter isn't finished here, as he grabs Reynolds and pulls him to where the chair is and hits the Fisherman's Brainbuster.
He then goes for a cover…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: Hunter picks up his first championship with Sin City Wrestling.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match and NEEWWWW Sin City Wrestling Roulette Champion… Logan Hunter!
Hunter rolls off Reynolds, as Brook rolls herself into the ring, where the ref moves in with the Roulette Championship and she yanks from their hands before handing it to Hunter and Hunter raise it high as his music hits over the p.a., he wipes blood from his eyes as the crowd boo him, but he merely soaks it up and Brook approaches and lightly kisses him on his cheek.
The scene opens backstage at Into the Void where we see "The Rebel Princess" Cassie Wolfe leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.
Cassie: Heading into tonight's show? I thought I was going to get a singles contest with Seleana after that incident in Denmark, even aired a seg about it and all.
Cassie states before shaking her head.
Cassie: Well, I'm still wrestling Seleana, alongside her wife Crystal, Kat Jones, Alexandra Callaway and Julianna DiMaria because we got added to the Queen for a Day Ladder Match instead! Winner gets to book their own Climax Control and after Mercedes parlayed her fluke win over me into an Internet Title Win? I won't lie, I've got some ideas already!
Cassie adds before shaking her head.
Cassie: See you ladies in the ring where the Rebel Princess takes the Queen's Crown!
Cassie walks off as the scene fades.
Release me
The two words from the Public Address system in the arena cause the fans in attendance, already on their feet, to react with disdain and unappreciative shouts. Kat Jones,, badass Cincinnati native of ill repute methodically makes her way to the top of the ramp from the gorilla position. Her black shorts and knee high boots are more characterizing of her facial expression and attitude toward the scathing crowd, than her highly decorative top full of self expression.
Kat walks toward the ring, methodically and without much concern at all, regarding the insults and jeers thrown in her direction.
Justin: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio, standing five feet, eight inches tall and weighing in at one hundred twenty eight pounds, she is the WildKat... KAT JJOONNEESS!!!
Standing before the ring apron, Kat removes her black leather jacket, whips it behind her, releasing it and allowing it to sail toward the ramp, ultimately letting out a bloodcurdling scream, before she enters the ring and awaits the others arrival.
The arena fades to black and as it does we are treated to the loud sounds of Let It Go by Demi Lovato blasting all across the speakers. We are treated to fog filling the arena that looks like mist and snow flurries begin to fall from the ceiling. As the music picks up we can see two figures emerging through the curtain. Those figures are the Zdunichs.
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 & Crystal Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.
Justin: Introducing next, currently residing in Los Angeles, California, FIRST CRYSTAL ZDUNICH AND SELEANA ZDUNICH!
The lights go down and Cry Little Sister by Lyric Noel starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made, a cocky smirk crosses her face.
Justin: From DALLAS, TX.. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!!
Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. She watches up the ramp, messing with her hair as she waits for her next set of opponents.
Paranoid hits the speakers as Julianna DiMaria appears on the stage, greeted by some boos from the fans in attendance. She ignores them and heads down to the ring with a confident, focused look on her face.
Justin: Hailing from San Diego, California, JULIANNA DIMARIA!!!
Once she heads inside the ring, she cracks her knuckles, indicating she's ready to fight and afterward does the talk to the hand gesture toward all the fans that are booing her, displaying another touch of arrogance to get the fans against her even more.. She heads to her corner and scoffs at the reaction she's getting as the song fades and she waits for what's coming next.
The opening riff of Wolf Within hits the speakers and once the lyrics kick in Cassie Wolfe emerges from the back excited to start the match, with her hands on her leather jacket's sides the rookie wrestler turns her back to the crowd, Joshua Acquin soon joins her, applauding his charge.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, being accompanied by Joshua Acquin, from Greenock, South Australia and now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, The Rebel Princess Cassie Wolfe!
When her name is announced Cassie spins around flashing the metal horns sign with her left hand and clapping fans hands with the other, when she reaches the ring Cassie jumps onto the apron before giving her hair a full flip and removing her jacket to give to a stagehand, she then jumps over the top rope and into the ring, rolling to her knees and basking in the moment.
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and instantly chaos erupts.
Simone: And here we go! Six of the fiercest Bombshells in SCW history... all fighting to become Queen for a Day!
Adams: Forget a crown—someone's leaving here needing a neck brace. Look at all of them go!
Every woman rolls out, grabbing for steel ladders like knights arming for battle. It's Seleana who slides in first with a ladder—but KAT JONES baseball slides it right into her ribs, knocking Seleana through the ropes.
Simone: Seleana Zdunich bringing the first ladder into play—smart strategy!
Adams: Until KAT JONES just turned it into a missile! That ladder hit harder than my ex's lawyer!
Inside the ring, Cassie Wolfe springboards off the top rope, drop kicking the ladder from KAT's hands. KAT stumbles, and Cassie hits the ropes again—handspring cutter to KAT! Cassie hops up, throws up a peace sign, and starts setting up the ladder in the center… too early.
Simone: Cassie Wolfe with the handspring—and WHAT A CUTTER! She planted Kat Jones like a daisy!
Adams: That girl's got spring-loaded bones! She's like a human pinball!
Julianna DiMaria, dressed in royal purple and looking smug as ever, yanks Cassie down, delivering a spinning back elbow to the jaw. She slams Cassie face-first into a ladder leaning in the corner, and then sandwiches her between the rungs. She pulls a page from RVD's book—dropkick to the ladder, crushing Cassie between the metal!Simone: Oh no, Cassie's caught—Julianna's weaponizing that ladder like a guillotine!
Adams: Oof! Ladder to the midsection! Someone check Cassie's ribs, and maybe her dentist too!
Meanwhile, outside, Crystal Zdunich is already climbing the barricade and posing dramatically for the fans… only for Alexandra Calaway to spear her through the timekeeper's barricade like a damn rocket! The crowd erupts as both women lay in the rubble, with Crystal's tiara (she wore one to the ring, of course) shattered on the floor.
Simone: OH MY GOD! Alexandra Calaway just speared Crystal Zdunich THROUGH THE TIMEKEEPER'S BARRICADE!
Adams: SOMEONE CALL SECURITY AND MAYBE A CONSTRUCTION CREW! That barricade exploded!
Seleana recovers, slides in, and sets up a second ladder across the ropes and the first vertical one, making a bridge. She climbs up the standing one... but Kat Jones is back and catches her. Kat climbs the opposite side, and the two start trading punches at the top.
Simone: Seleana's building a bridge with those ladders, climbing high—but Kat's not letting her breathe!
Adams: This is like watching Game of Thrones with actual thrones on the line!
Suddenly, Julianna pushes the ladder over! Kat and Seleana CRASH onto the bridged ladder, which buckles and sends both women bouncing out of the ring like ragdolls!
Simone: OH NO! Julianna just toppled the ladder and BOTH women go crashing through the bridge!
Adams: Forget Queen for a Day... they might need crowns for their funerals!
Simone: Julianna's all alone! She's climbing—she can taste that crown!
Julianna sneers and starts the slow, smug climb, but she doesn't see Alexandra slide back in—blood on her lip, rage in her eyes.
Adams: Wait! Alexandra's back! And she looks like she wants revenge and a coronation!
She grabs Julianna by the hair from behind, yanks her into a modified Sister Abigail onto a flat ladder lying nearby. Julianna bounces, screaming in agony.
Simone: SISTER ABIGAIL ONTO THE LADDER! Julianna folded like laundry!
Cassie Wolfe springboards again, but this time Alexandra counters with a brutal midair Codebreaker! Cassie crumples like a house of cards.
Adams: Cassie Wolfe going aerial again, wait, MID-AIR CODEBREAKER! ALEXANDRA KILLED HER!
Simone: Cassie Wolfe's flight was just grounded with extreme prejudice!
Now it's Alexandra's moment. she drags the ladder center, begins the slow, painful climb.
Simone: Alexandra's fingertips are brushing the crown but here comes Crystal Zdunich!
But Crystal is back! Bleeding from the mouth, she climbs the opposite side, screaming at Alexandra. IT'S MY CROWN! she yells.
Adams: This isn't just family drama. This is a royal betrayal waiting to happen!
The two trade fists at the top, then Crystal rakes the eyes, grabs Alexandra's hair, trying to throw her off, but Seleana returns, climbing behind Crystal, and German suplexes her off the ladder, Crystal crashing to the mat below!
Simone: They're fighting tooth and nail at the top, WAIT, Seleana just German suplexed Crystal off the ladder!!
Adams: That looked like a train wreck sponsored by royalty!
Alexandra dangles, fingertips brushing the crown…
Suddenly, KAT JONES launches in with a LADDER JAVELIN! She throws a smaller ladder like a spear from outside the ring, smashing into Alexandra's ribs and knocking her off the top! Alexandra falls and tumbles to the floor, clutching her ribs, screaming in pain.
Simone: Alexandra's dangling up there. oh! OH! KAT JUST LAUNCHED A LADDER LIKE A JAVELIN INTO HER RIBS!
Adams: SHE YEETED THAT LADDER LIKE A GREEK GODDESS OF CARNAGE!
Everyone's down.
The crowd starts clapping. THIS IS AWESOME! clap clap clapclapclap
Simone: Bodies are everywhere. The ring is a war zone. These women are giving it EVERYTHING.
Adams: If this is what it takes to be Queen… I'll stay a peasant, thanks.
Cassie Wolfe, ever resilient, starts to stir. She grabs a massive 15-foot golden ladder, dragging it from under the ring. This one has golden paint and spikes on the top edges. She sets it up dead center, as everyone else starts crawling toward her.
Simone: What is Cassie doing now? Is… is that a gold-painted ladder with SPIKES on the top!?
Adams: She brought Excalibur into a ladder match! That's not a ladder, that's a medieval siege weapon!
Cassie climbs.
But from the top turnbuckle. Alexandra Calaway LEAPS, DIVING MOONSAULT onto Seleana and KAT JONES!
Simone: ALEXANDRA FROM THE TOP, MOONSAULT TO THE OUTSIDE! WIPING OUT KAT AND SELEANA!
Adams: She flew like royalty and landed like a BOMB!
The impact buys Alexandra the time she needs. She drags herself up the golden ladder opposite Cassie. They meet at the top.
They trade blows. Cassie throws a forearm. Alexandra fires back with a headbutt. Another. Cassie teeters.
Simone: Cassie and Alexandra... face to face at the top of the golden ladder. This is it!
Adams: Somebody call Buckingham Palace, 'cause we've got a throne to fill!
Suddenly, Alexandra bites Cassie's ear like Mike Tyson, and slams her face into the spiked edge of the golden ladder!
Blood pours.
Simone: Cassie with a forearm! Alexandra with a HEADBUTT! ANOTHER! She's got her. OH MY GOD SHE BIT HER EAR!
Adams: Queen of the Damned, baby! Alexandra's channeling her inner vampire!
Cassie screams and falls, through a stack of ladders outside the ring like broken dominoes!
Simone: And now SLAMS CASSIE INTO THE SPIKES! SHE'S BLEEDING!
Adams: Cassie's falling DOWN THROUGH THE LADDERS ON THE FLOOR!
Alexandra, battered, bloodied, breathless grabs the crown.
Simone: ALEXANDRA'S GOT THE CROWN! SHE DID IT!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner and new Queen for a Day! ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!
Simone: The Queen has risen from the carnage… long may she reign.
She slumps to the top of the golden ladder, holding the jewel-studded crown in the air.
Simone: From carnage to coronation, Alexandra Calaway has climbed through chaos, and now she sits atop the throne!
Adams: She earned that crown with blood, bone, and brutality. LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!
Simone: And now with Queen for a Day rights in her hands... I shudder to think what Alexandra has planned next.
The lights go dim, a single spotlight on her as purple pyro shoots from each ring post. She places the crown on her own head, smirking, as the crowd roars.
The camera opens inside the locker room. The air is thick with anticipation. Miles Kasey is lacing up his boots, tape already wrapped tight around his wrists, eyes locked on the floor in deep focus. He's in the zone—but not so far that he doesn't notice movement in the doorway.
LJ walks in, dressed in street clothes but with a determined air about him. His shoulder is still taped, but the fire in his eyes says he's close—damn close—to being ready. He tosses a nod toward his brother.
LJ: You ready for this, bruv?
Miles: (smirking without looking up) More than ready. Kevin Carter's been running his mouth like he's forgotten who put him down before he even won that damn title. Tonight? He remembers.
LJ: (grinning) I came to see it firsthand—and to back Ally while I'm at it. She's got her war, I got hers and yours AND Carter's. This crew doesn't go into battle alone.
LJ steps in, bumping knuckles with Miles as he sits on the bench beside him. For a beat, it's quiet—just brothers, sharing that moment before chaos.
Miles: (after a pause, eyes narrowing slightly) …Just tell me one thing, LJ. You're not thinking of going after Alex Jones, are you?
LJ: (jaw tenses slightly) No…Not yet.
Miles: Don't. Not now. One you're still technically healing. You're close, I can see it. But this? This ain't the time for revenge. Not yet.
LJ: (a beat) I just want him to feel even half of what he did to me—what he almost cost me.
Miles: (turns to him fully, serious tone) I get that. More than anyone, I get it. But listen to me—you don't go after Alex until Carter's had his shot. I want that smug bastard at one hundred percent when Carter stomps a crater in his chest and takes that SCW World Title. No excuses. No injuries. No running.
LJ: (nods slowly) I hear you, man. I do. I'll stay out of it—for now. But when the time comes…
Miles: (claps a hand on LJ's shoulder) When the time comes, IF I don't beat you to the punch...I'll be right there with you. But for now? We focus. You heal. Ally fights. I take Kevin's gold. Carter takes out Alex and takes the SCW World Championship and then we tear down whatever's left.
LJ: (smirking now) Deal.
Miles: Good. Now grab your seat. Watch the lesson. Tonight, Kevin finds out what happens when you push the wrong Kasey too far.
LJ gives one last nod, stepping out of frame as Miles rises to his feet. He looks directly at the camera, jaw clenched, ready for war.
Miles: Let's go shut him up.
Cameras found themselves in the backstage area. Specifically in the hall and they found themselves catching up with a very familiar face. Holding the Internet Championship proudly over his shoulder. Kevin Carter looked right up at the cameras with that smirk. Addressing the people of Paris.
Kevin Carter: Are you people ready to be disappointed once again?
Slight raise in his eyebrow. That smirk growing.
Kevin Carter: Are you people ready for Miles to fumble the ball that he's been handed? Are you ready for Miles to once again break a promise to all of you? Are you people ready to watch Miles leave that ring a loser yet again?
That right there got the reaction he was looking for. Loud boos from those in their seats. He could hear them all the way where he stood. The building even rattled a bit from how loud they were. Carter just shook his head.
Kevin Carter: There-there folks. Go ahead and let it all out. Project all of it onto me like you always do instead of the one that continues to let you down. I am fine with being the bad guy. Fine with being the scumbag you all paint me out to be. It's nothing new to me. A role I have embraced for quite some time now. But what you need to understand is I am simply just doing what I have always said I would do.
His gaze briefly breaks from the cameras. To look at the championship that sat proudly on his shoulders. Bringing his attention forward again.
Kevin Carter: I promised a long time ago that I would poison this company from the inside and watch it slowly decay. I told you I would be the reason that SCW failed. And I am making due on my word when I said I would make every single person in this company pay for what Mark and Christian did to me a decade ago. Ruined my career, so I'm going to ruin the careers of all your favorites. That includes you, Miles.
Carter's eyes narrowed a little bit by mentioning the man's name. It truly showed a sign that there was some very real resentment there between the two.
Kevin Carter: And I understand what I am saying right now is going to fall upon deaf ears. It always does. No one ever listens to me. Because I'm the man with a God complex I don't deserve to have. I'm the man that's got an over-inflated ego. I'm the man that's filled with hot air. And the only thing I'm actually good at doing is running my quote 'cock-sucker' isn't that what you said Miles? That's fine though. Don't listen to me. Do what everyone else does. Discredit me despite always being a man of my word. But there is just one thing I want to ask of you. Something that is more of a favor to the people that support you more than it's a favor to me.
His steps came to a stop. Keeping his eyes narrowed on the cameras.
Kevin Carter: Once I beat you. Once I drop you in the middle of the ring. Once I pin your shoulders to the mat. Do me a favor. Walk away. Walk away for good. You have failed your fans for far too long. You have disappointed your friends and family too many times. You have become a laughing stock around here. So when I proved to be right. When I proved to be the man you say I'm not by beating you. Pack it up. Retire. You're done, kid. This way you walk away with a small amount of decency still left to your name!
Every word that came out of the man's mouth at that point was just filled with sarcasm. Not an ounce of respect for Miles Kasey when he spoke about him. His smirk returned to his face as he spoke once more.
Kevin Carter: I wish I could say this has been fun, but we both know it's been nothing more than a giant waste of my time. Long live the Era of the Scumbag.
Giving a small wink to the cameras. Carter started to walk forward, finding himself getting out of the camera's view for a brief second. Of course the camera crew turned to watch the Internet Champion journey himself down the hall heading for gorilla position with the match right around the corner. Right then is when the cameras found themselves cutting somewhere else.
There was a slow wide shot of the fans in attendance. They were clearly very much on the edge of their seats and excited for the next bit of action that was scheduled for the night. About that time "Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon hits the speakers—opening with the haunting keys before that first crashing riff. The Arena plunges into darkness.
A single spotlight beams down onto the stage as blue and gold lights begin to swirl like a storm forming. The opening instrumental kicks in heavier, and the fans immediately erupt, knowing who's coming. A slow roll of fog creeps along the ramp, and just as the beat drops— BOOM! A burst of golden pyro erupts from both sides of the stage, and Miles Kasey steps through the smoke, hood up, head down.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be for the SCW Internet Championship. Introducing first the challenger. From Manchester, United Kingdom. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. 'The Manchester Corsair' MILES KASEY!
His long jacket flows behind him, the blue and gold design of his gear catching flashes of light like armor under moonlight. The hood casts a slight shadow over his face, but the grin is unmistakable. He pauses at the top of the ramp, slowly raising his head.
Camera zooms in on his eyes.
The hook hits: "So you can throw me to the wolves…" Miles throws his arms out in a wide, defiant pose as a wave of gold and blue pyro explodes behind him, illuminating the arena in heroic brilliance. "…Tomorrow I will come back, leader of the whole pack!"
He rips the hood down, revealing that confident smirk. Fans are on their feet, feeding off his energy. Miles starts his slow, swagger-filled walk down the ramp. He slaps a few hands, points out some fans in the crowd, and gives a subtle nod to the camera like "Yeah, this is mine tonight."
At ringside, he climbs the apron with ease, wipes his boots, and leaps over the top rope in one smooth motion. He heads to the turnbuckle, climbing to the second rope. Miles raises a single fist into the air as a final golden spotlight hits him, the crowd roaring behind him. Then he hops down, shrugging off his jacket like it weighs nothing. His eyes lock onto the stage.
Simone: All week long Miles has had a lot to say. Letting it be known not only was he leaving with the Internet Championship but that he's going to break Kevin Carter's spirit.
Adams: That is going to be a toll order. I respect Miles. I respect what he's done and what he's about. But he's going to have to dig down pretty deep if he wants to break the champion's spirit.
Simone: I have to disagree there Jason. Kevin is nothing but ego. You shatter that ego and you shatter his spirit. Just losing tonight will be enough to make all of that happen.
The venue was filled with an excited crowd. Lots and lots of cheers. As well as chatter could be heard throughout as they were all patiently awaiting the next bit of action to take place. There was a sudden dim of the venue lights. Only to be replaced with the flashes of green and white strobe lights. All while the opening to "The Devil In I" by SlipKnot began to play over the speaker system. Those first couple of notes had the crowd's tune changing. Boos ringing out heavily and for no other reason than they were not the least bit pleased with who was about to make their way out.
Only a few seconds had passed before the camera angle had changed just in time to see the curtain being pushed aside and the man of the hour stepping through said curtain. In an all black zip up hoodie with the hood up was none other than the Entity of Sin City Wrestling, Kevin Carter. He stood there at the top of the makeshift ramp with a glare in his eyes while glaring out at the booing fans. His facial expressions said it all. Feeling a certain amount of disgust in having to be before them, but he just ignored their boos as he began to make his journey down to the ring.
Justin: And now introducing the champion. From the most vile parts of Los Angeles, California. He is a true Scumbag, The Entity of Sin City Wrestling, and the reigning-defending Internet Champion, KEVIN CARTER!
By the time the proper introduction had come to an end from Justin, he had reached the ringside area. A short little jog Kevin leaped onto the ring apron planting his right knee pad into the mat and using the ropes to pull himself up to a vertical basis on the ring apron. The boos seemed to have only gotten louder in that few moments he made his way down to the ring. As he stood there the man proceeded to bring both his hands up in the air with a middle finger on each hand. As one would have expected, it didn't do Kevin any favors. Not by a long shot.
All types of comments were starting to be hurled in his direction along with those boos. Kevin smirked with hatred as he lowered his hands and then gripped the top rope with his left hand before swinging one leg over the middle rope. Ducking down under the top rope to finish climbing into the ring. In a true prick fashion, he took what appeared to be a small 'victory' lap around the ring culminating in him stopping in the middle of the ring. Dropping to his knees and flipping his hood back to his jacket before tossing his arms out at his side. The boos continued to ring in from the disapproving crowd as Kevin smirked a little more. Undoing his jacket as he stood up to his feet. The music started to fade out as he retreated to his corner tossing said jacket to the floor.
Adams: This is day one hundred and thirteen of Kevin's reign. His fourth title defense in the last four months. This is going to be a toll order for Miles tonight.
Simone: As much as I do not like this match. I don't think there is anyone that does like him. Not even J2H. I think that's a tolerating situation, but regardless. I do have to say Kevin has been a fighting champion.
Adams: He hasn't had much of a choice on the matter. Belinda. He has rubbed enough people the wrong way in multiple situations. He had to be a defending champion. But to keep finding a way to keep it. Hats off to him. Even if no one is a fan of how he's managed to do it.
DING DING DING!
Miles and Carter stayed in their respective corners for the time being after that bell rung. Carter just had this arrogant smirk covering his lips. Meanwhile Miles had a look of pure disgust and hatred in his own expression. As soon as Carter pushed out of his corner. Miles was on edge and ready to go. Both men circled around each other for a couple of seconds. They seemingly had the same idea at the exact same time when they lunged forward for each other. Engaging in a very tight collar and elbow tie up.
Both men were damn near evenly matched as far as size went. Carter only had a few more pounds on Miles. So needless to say with such an even match up. Neither of them were getting anywhere with the lock up. That was until Carter used his feet to reach up and kick the knee of Miles out from under him. He was down to one knee as Carter broke the collar and elbow tie up for a Greco Roman Knuckle Lock. Pushing Miles back further and further. Causing him to fold over himself.
Simone: I have to admit. Based on the words thrown around these two men heading into tonight's match. I did not expect them to start off actually wrestling.
Adams: Neither did I, and I don't expect it to stay this way for very long.
Carter finally had Miles going back more and more. Aiming to put his shoulders to the mat, but Miles was relentless. Despite being folded up over himself. He was bridging to keep his shoulders off the mat. Drew had himself down on the mat. Sliding his hand down around Miles shoulders to double check and sure enough they weren't down. The Internet Champion pushing with more force as he leaped up and slammed himself down onto Miles thighs.
As if that was going to do the trick, but the impressive strength of Miles just held him up right. That angered Carter more as he lifted the hands of Miles up attempting to slam them down, but that little situation where he let pressure up was bad for him. At that moment Miles was able to flip Carter right over the top of him and in doing so. He flipped himself over as well. Quickly applying a tight side headlock right there on the mat. Squeezing down on the champion's head with all his might. Trying to keep him there.
Adams: Trying to out muscle the other isn't going to do much, but waste a lot of stamina and energy. And if they want to go deep into this match. They need to save as much as they can.
Simone: I don't even think it's about that. Kevin is trying to prove he is the superior wrestler and Miles is giving him a master class in anything you can do. I can do better!
About that time Carte could be seen wrapping his arms around the waist of Miles and rolling backwards. Forcing the pressure to be released on his head. Miles however rolled all the way through and was already on his feet waiting for Carter when the champion got up. Carter wasn;t on his feet for very long either. Miles quickly catches him with an Arm Drag taking him off his feet. Deeply hooking the arm of Carter when he slammed him down for a submission hold.
Carter held his arm in pain for a brief moment. At least until he could spin himself around on the mat to get the pressure off it. Only for him to then kip up on his feet, and turn the arm wringer around on Miles. Miles showed his vast knowledge for chain wrestling when he managed to spin out of the arm wringer. Go behind Carter and apply a hammerlock. Frustrating covering the face of the Internet Champion as he reached up.
He grabbed the head of Miles and proceeded to break the hammerlock by taking the challenger down with a snapmare. Forcing Miles to sit right up as Carter turned and ran towards the ropes. Coming right back for a Punt Ki-No! Miles dropped down to his back to avoid the kick. Carter missed in a big way as Miles from his back reached up and grabbed a hold of Carter pulling him straight down for a pinning predicament.
Simone: Miles trying to pull a fast one over on the champion!
Adams: There's not a chance on God's green earth this works.
ONE!
KICK OUT FROM THE INTERNET CHAMPION!
Adams: I told you!
Simone: We all know that wasn't going to work. Miles is just showing his dominance here with the champion!
Carter rolled onto his knees as he looked up. Miles was kneeled down looking at him with a smirk as he held up his hand. Showing him how quick things could have ended. That pissed the Internet Champion off. He shot to his feet and rushed towards the challenger with a clothesline. Miles reached out and grabbed the arm of Carter. Flipping all the way over over the arm and on his way back down. Hooked his arm around the head of Carter to take him off his feet with an innovative DDT. With Carter's head spiking off the mat. He was quick to try and use his surroundings to his favor. Quickly rolling towards the bottom rope.
Trying to buy himself time and create some separation. Miles on the other hand wasn't having any of it. Staying hot on his trial so the champion had no choice but to feel the pressure. Miles reached over the top rope and started to pull Carter up by his head there on the apron. The second he got him to a vertical base. Carter showed his underhanded tactics. Quickly grabbed Miles head and leaping off the apron. Slamming the challenger's throat off the top rope. Miles snapped back to the mat holding his throat and gasping for air. Right away Carter began to dust his hands off with a smirk right there at ringside. Getting quite the negative reaction.
Simone: We knew it was only going to be a matter of time before this happened. Carter has never been about respect and likely never will be.
Adams: I am not a fan of Kevin by any means. But these are the type of things Miles should have already scouted and been prepared for.
Simone: It isn't his job to scout for cheating tactics. There shouldn't be any to begin with.
Adams: And you clearly live in fantasy land Belinda. No, there shouldn't be cheating. But it's been around since the beginning of this sport. And yes! Yes it is his job to scout these kinds of things. Ever think that's why Miles hasn't gotten back to the top of the mountain? Little mistakes like that.
Carter was sliding back into the ring just as Miles was rolling to his knees. Still holding his throat where it had been hung up on the top rope. That lack of respect still showed when the champion took his foot and just kicked it against the head of Miles. Trying to keep him down right where he was at. Miles took it and kept trying to crawl to get to his feet. Carter took the time to kick him in the head once again. This time it was a little harder. Making Miles almost fall over, but again the challenger took it and kept trying to crawl forward. Finally, Carter just dropped a harsh elbow to the back of Miles' neck to take him all the way down.
Adams: The tide is really starting to turn in Kevin's favor now. You can tell he's making this all about dishing out punishment. A little at a time.
After landing that elbow to the back of the challenger's neck. Carter wasted no time getting himself into the proper position. Using both hands around the head and neck of Miles, all while trapping one of Miles arms between his legs taking the ability to move from the challenge. That Arm Trapped Crossface locked in tightly in the middle of the ring. Mikes could be heard screaming out in agony right away as Carter yanked up on his head and neck with force. Aiming to either force the man to tap out or to break his neck. Drew finds himself dropping down to his knee to check on Miles.
Simone: Kevin has some real torque on that crossface. He is really trying to hurt Miles here!
Despite the few times Drew was asking if Miles gave up. He shook his head from side to side. Using the one free hand he had to try and pry Carter's hands away, but it wasn't working at all. All of the sudden Miles used that agility and quickness to his favor. He managed to roll to the side and forced Carter onto his back for a pin. Drew instantly started counting.
ONE!
TWO!
Carter quickly let go of the submission hold he had on Miles to get out of the pin situation. Miles rolled over holding his neck as Carter got right back to his feet. Outraged by Miles putting him in that position. He reached down and grabbed a hold of Miles' hair, yanking him to his feet. The challenger didn't have time to react before Carter connected with a huge right hand that sent him stumbling backwards.
Miles grabbed the ropes to hold himself up right. Carter charging right towards him, but he was quickly caught with a Back Elbow from Miles to stun the champion. Cartier stumbled back and dropped down to one knee. Miles springing back into the offense quite literally. Using the ropes to springboard into a Moonsaul-No! Carter catches Miles onto his shoulders and quickly uses Miles' momentum against him to drive him into the mat for a Michinoku Driver. Hooking one of Miles legs upon impact for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
STRONG KICK OUT FROM MILES!
Adams: We're seeing the fighter that is Miles show up in real time here.
Simone: That's one of the many things that the people love about this man. No matter what.happens in that ring. He does not quit. He does not give up. He will fight until he literally cannot anymore.
Adams: Well based on what we are seeing right now. He's going to have to really dig down deep. It looks like this is going to be a fight all night long.
Carter was already on his feet the second that Miles got his shoulder up. He was grabbing a hold of the legs of the challenger. Trying to pull him a little closer to the middle of the ring. Once he got him there. He hooked one of the legs of Miles and then stepped through for the Figure Fo-Noooo! Miles suddenly kicked Carter forward with everything he had. Sending the champion stumbling forward, through the corner, and smacking his shoulder against the ring post.
The sick thud echoed throughout the arena with Carter yelling out in pain as he shoved his shoulder. The crowd was cheering the pain that was caused to the man. All while Miles kipped up onto his feet. His eyes set on Carter as he began to back away from the corner holding his shoulder in pain. The second he turned around Miles ran right at him. In an impressive vertical leap, brought his feet into Carter's chest, and stomped down with a standing double Foot Stomp.
Miles rolled all the way through right back to his feet and found himself in the nearest corner. Taking a look behind him to make sure Carter was in the best position. Then in a single bound leap, he jumped to the top rope there in the corner. In a matter of seconds he got his feet up and under him. Only to leap from the top just as quick as he got up there. Coming straight down on top of the champion with a Reverse 450 Splash. As soon as he connected with the splash. He hooked Carter's leg for a pin attempt.
Simone: What a 450 Splash for Miles! Are we going to see a new champion?!
ONE!
Adams: There is a very good chance! That innovative offense of Miles is difficult to keep up with. We've seen it so many times before!
TWO!
Simone: This is going to be huge! The roof is going to come off the building!
BIG KICK OUT FROM THE INTERNET CHAMPION!
Adams: No! Kevin's instincts kicked in! He got his shoulder up!
Simone: You can hear this crowd right now, Jason! They are not happy this thing isn't over!
Sure enough the crowd was booing pretty heavily. They were all in hopes that the match would be over, but despite it not being over. Miles kept his calm. He grabbed a hold of Carter by the hair and pulled him up with him. With the two of them to their feet. Miles landed a kick to the gut to force him to double over in the middle of the ring. Miles turned and sprinted towards the ropes with everything he had. He came off them, but Carter stunned the challenger with a Shuffle Side Kick right up under the jaw.
Miles stumbled back for just a second before letting out a bit of a roar. Showing that wasn't going to be enough to stop him. Miles rushed Carter going for a clothesline, but the champion ducked right under it. Wrapping his arms around the waist of Miles as he ducked it. Managing to turn Miles around with a Rip Cord and delivering a nasty Elbow to the point of the jaw. Miles fell into the ropes seemingly out on his feet. Bouncing right off them and coming towards the champion.
Carter landed a swift boot to the gut of his own. Miles was forced to double over as Carter forced the challenger's head between his thighs. Quickly lifting him up and driving the challenger down into the mat with "TAKEN TO THE GRAVE" causing the crowd to groan in fear. That piledriver had Miles folded up over himself. With Carter wasting no time at all going for the cover and hoping to retain his beloved championship right there before the hateful crowd.
ONE!
Adams: That Piledriver had some stank put on it. Kevin was aiming to try and break Miles' neck right then.
TWO!
Simone: That just goes to show what type of coward Kevin is. Trying to cross the line of no return just to retain a championship?!
TH-NOOO!
MILES FORCES HIS SHOULDER UP!
Adams: Retaining that championship is going to have to wait just a little bit longer it looks like. Miles is proving without a shadow of a doubt to be a worthy challenger!
Frustration crippled the expression of the champion. Carter slamming his hands against the mat in a bit of a fit. Grabbing two handfuls of Miles' hair and pulling him to his feet. The second he got him up on his feet. Carter ducked down long enough to scoop the challenger onto his shoulders. Panic was heard from the crowd as they knew what was coming next. All of the sudden though Miles showed fight. Landing stiff elbow after stiff elbow to the side of the champion's head.
It was weakening the grip Carter had onto him. Long enough for Miles to show his innovative side as he found himself able to sit up onto the shoulders of Carter. All but for a brief second before Miles swung himself backwards. Using his legs to wrap around Carter's head and pull him down with him. Spiking the champion's head into the mat with a Reverse Franksteiner! The crowd popped with excitement as Carter rolled away from Miles and looked out of it.
Simone: I'll be surprised if Kevin doesn't walk away with a headache after that! My goodness Miles spiked him down with everything he had!
Miles was quick to get back to his feet. Taking a look at Carter who was already trying to find a way back up despite that dazed look in his eyes. Rushing to the nearest set of ropes. The challenger leaped through them and got to the apron. By then Carter was up to his knees. Mere seconds away from standing up. Miles grabbed the top rope and pulled it down to spring onto it, sending himself into the air and to the ropes diagonal from him. Then springing backwards off those with effortlessness and sparing back to catch Carter the moment he stood up with "BLAST FROM THE PAST" driving the champion down with everything he had!
Adams: That was a super verison of the Blast From The Past! I don't think I've ever seen Miles fly from one set of the ropes to the other just to hit that!
Carter laid face first on the mat. Right in the middle of the ring. There was no better situation for the challenger. Miles sat up as he grabbed the arm of Carter and helped roll him to his back. From there Miles hooked both of the legs of the champion for extra leverage and put his entire body weight down onto him to keep Carter pinned. Drew sliding down to make that count
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOO!
CARTER KICKS OUT! CARTER KICKS OUT!
Almost right away Miles found himself back in that sitting position. His jaw had dropped and that entire expression riddled with nothing but shock and disbelief. The same expression that was sitting on the faces of the fans in the audience. No one could believe that the Internet Champion was still alive.
Simone: I'm at a loss for words right now.
Adams: You and everyone else Belinda. I don't think there was a single person in this arena that thought Kevin would be able to kick out of that.
Simone: It is one of those things where you do not want to give someone like that any kind of props, but at the same time it was just so damn impressive to still have that kind of fight still in you.
Adams: I agree with you there, If Kevin wasn't such a bastard. He would really be loved by people for his abilities. He just chooses to cut corners any chance he gets.
Simone: And most of the time it works out for him. Sadly.
Back inside the ring Miles could be seen ripping his elbow pad off of his right arm. Slowly getting to his feet while doing so. As soon as it was off, he tossed that elbow pad into the crowd and found himself storming towards one of the nearest corners. He was taunting the champion to get to his feet. Carter was trying to get to his hands and knees. All with Drew kneeling down beside him to check on him.
Trying to determine if the champion could even keep going. Carter reached out and grabbed a hold of Drew's shirt and started to pull himself up a little bit more. However as soon as he was on his knees. That's all that Miles kneaded to go in for the kill. Miles sprinting with everything he had aiming for the champion. As soon as he got close Miles threw his elbow out.
"DOUBLE EDGED SWORD"
TO THE REFEREE!
At the last second Carter yanked Drew right in front of him. Miles was mid dive with that elbow of his as he caught the referee right in the face. Taking him out and sending him to the canvas with force. That same shocked expression that Miles had moments ago was back. Looking down at the referee in disbelief.
Adams: That dirty s.o.b put Drew in harm's way!
Simone: I should have never said anything. It's like I just spoke his dirty tactics into existence!
Adams: This could change everything! This could change the entire course of the match. Miles was well on his way to becoming a two-time Internet Champion!
By now Miles was on his feet. Holding his head in shock. This was not what he wanted or even needed to happen. This brief distraction was all that was needed for the champion. Carter was back on his feet. That sinister smirk on his lips as he walked right up behind Miles. He grabbed the man by the wrist and spun him around. Quickly scooping the challenger onto his shoulders. A small turn towards the middle of the ring and then taking Miles off his shoulders with "INTO THE ABYSS" right there in the center of the ring. Causing every single fan in attendance to rise to their feet booing with everything they had.
Simone: What good does that do you, Kevin?! You've got no referee!
Adams: Somehow. I don't think we see the bigger picture. Not the way he does. This had to be part of some master plan.
Simone: Hey wait a minute! What is she doing out here?!
Belinda was making reference to Lilith who was sprinting down the ramp as fast as she could with a Steel Chair in hand. She leaped right up onto the apron and started shouting at the champion to get his attention. Carter was back to his feet and turned himself around to see Lilith right there with the chair. She was trying to hand it to him. His expression became somehow angrier as he stomped towards her.
Kevin Carter: What are you doing out here?!
She was extending the chair in his direction. Ignoring the words that were coming out of his mouth. Further frustrating the champion. He reached out and snagged the chair out of her hands. Glaring at her as he started to point and scream.
Kevin Carter: I have told you. I want nothing to do with you. I have told you to stay out of my business. Get the hell out of here and stay out of here!
Lilith was trying to plead her case, but it wasn't working out for her. Just then her eyes got real wide as she jumped down from the ring apron and stood there. That was all thanks to Miles being back on his feet. He grabbed the chair and yanked it out of the hands of the champion. Carter quickly turned around seeing the angry expression on Miles' face.
Adams: This is going to get out of hand!
Simone: I don't think so! Miles has the chair in his hand. That's the safest place for it to be!
Adams: Maybe, but Lilith being out here isn't good. She almost cost Kevin the championship at Blaze of Glory. She could do it again here tonight.
Simone: Good. Anything to get the title off of Kevin.
Adams: But you know as well as I know that's not how Miles wants to go about winning!
Miles was pointing at the chair. Questioning everything about what the Internet Champion had planned. Carter found himself quickly getting in Miles' face. Both of them going nose to nose with each other. With Miles' grip seemingly getting tighter on the chair as a way to be prepared for anything that could happen. That's when Carter could be heard screaming at Miles now.
Kevin Carter: Do something about it! Come on Miles be a fucking man. Use it! You want to beat me so bad?! You want to be the Internet Champion?! Fucking use it!
Carter took his hands and shoved Miles back with all his might getting him out of his face. Right away on instincts along Miles raised the chair up, but stopped himself from swinging it. He glared at Carter for a second, shaking his head from side to side, and then turned his back to the champion. Throwing the chair out of the ring.
Simone: That's right Miles! You don't need that!
The very second Miles turned around to ditch the chair. Carter turned himself right back to Lilith. She quickly pulled something out of her back pocket and tossed it into Carter's hands. Miles had no idea as he turned back around. Only for Carter to completely clobber Miles over the top of the head with the object. Miles' eyes rolled back as he hit the mat. Carter quickly tossed the object to the side of the ring apron. A close up shot revealing it was a HAMMER that he had just taken to the challenger's head.
Adams: What the hell?! Was that a hammer?!
Lilith quickly grabbed the hammer off the edge of the apron and proceeded to tuck it back inside her pocket. Carter finds himself dropping down to make the cover onto Miles. Just as he saw Drew lifting his head. The hurt referee made a slow few crawls towards them. Starting the count with the crowd booing heavily.
Simone: Please. Not like this. Not like this!
ONE!
Adams: I should have known better! I should have known those two were really working together this entire time!
TWO!
Simone: Who cares about their alliance?! The fact is they just cheated Miles out of the Internet Championship!
THREE!
Adams: They sure did! Carter is still the Internet Champion! Ugh, is there anyone that can stop him at this point?!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner and STILL the SCW Internet Champion, KEEEEEVVVVIIIIINNNN CAAAAARRRTTEEEERRR!
No sooner than the announcement had been made. Lilith found herself sliding into the ring. Leaping into Carter's arms forcing him to catch her. The devious grins that crossed their lips. Let the entire world know that this had been part of the masterplan all along. Of course the crowd was not happy at all with what just took place. Letting it be known with those hateful and nasty chants being hurled at him.
Simone: These two deserve everything that's being said about them right now!
Adams: You think they give a damn, Belinda?! Kevin embraces the fact he is a scumbag. This is nothing to them. Especially when it won't change the outcome of the damn match.
Simone: I just hope our bosses see what an injustice this is and they give Miles a rematch soon. He deserves it.
Drew had retrieved the Internet Championship from the time keeper's table and brought it over to the couple. Lilith leaped out of Carter's arms and violently snatched the championship from Drew. Glaring a hole in him as he did so. She turned and handed the championship to him. Carter took it and raised it into the air. Lilith grabbed the man's other arm and raised it as well. Boos started to ring out a little louder the very moment Carter lifted his foot up and placed it on the downed Miles chest. This image being the last one seen in the ring for the time being. Thanks to the cameras cutting elsewhere.
The scene opens backstage where we see Harper Mason standing next too Joshua Acquin ahead of her Roulette Title Match.
Harper: At last year's Into the Void? Me and Victoria were in the Queen for a Day Ladder Match, since then? She's practically steamrolled over the division and has held the Bombshell Roulette Title for almost a year.
Harper states as she lets out a deep breath.
Harper: IF Victoria's reign survives the night? There's a good chancer that she'll go on to spend a full year as champion, but first? She has to get past me, Song and Lillith Locke!
Harper added as she stared at the camera.
Harper: And after everything she's put me through since Blaze of Glory? I'm going to fight like hell to make sure that doesn't happen!
Joshua: Harper has trained hard for this match Victoria, you can try to sway her to your side all you like but it won't work.
Harper: See you in the ring Victoria!
Harper and Joshua walk off as the scene fades.
The camera sweeps back into the electric atmosphere of the arena, the roar of the crowd swelling as it zooms in on the six-sided ring. Fans stand shoulder to shoulder, waving handmade signs and chanting in anticipation, their energy bouncing off the barricades like static. The spotlight circles the uniquely shaped ring, its unconventional geometry a signature stage for chaos and glory. Banners for the Bombshell Roulette Championship flutter from the rafters, and the hum of the spinning roulette wheel backstage seems almost audible, its outcome still cloaked in suspense. Every eye was on the squared – or rather, hexagonal – battlefield, waiting for the first strike of the night to be thrown.
The crowd's chants grow louder, rhythmic and urgent, as if they can summon the action by sheer will. Then, just as the camera closes in on the announce table, the lights dim and the first entrance theme blares to life!
Justin: The following contest is the Queens Gambit Fatal Fourway match for the Bombshell Roulette Championship!
The crowd cheers as Jonathon Young's cover of "New Divide" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and Harper emerges from the back throwing some kicks in the air to the opening beat as her manager Joshua Acquin watches on with approval, once the initial lyrics hit Harper does a spinning roundhouse kick before dropping to one knee and throwing up the Devil Horns.
Justin: From Orlando, Florida and being accompanied by Joshua Acquin, she is the "Slaytanic Avenger" HARPER MASON!
Once Harper hears her name called she jumps to her feet with a massive grin on her face, she sprints down to the ring clapping hands with the fans at ringside before she jumps into the ring and down a forward roll landing on her knees and grinning broadly, ready to throw down with her opponent, Josh applauds her charge from the outside as they wait her opponent.
Justin: And her opponent...!
The arena is consumed by darkness. A low, distorted hum seeps through the speakers like a whimper slithering through the air. A deep purple strobe flickers erratically, casting eerie shadows across the stage. The tron screen glitches to life, flashes of crawling spiders, hollow-eyed skulls, and shattered, bleeding hearts. Then, a breathy, haunting voice crackles over the speakers:
"Do you feel it? That little shiver down your spine? … That's me."
Then, BOOM!
The opening riff of "Chaos in the Calm" rips through the speakers, sending a violent shockwave through the arena. A swirling, sickly violet mist floods the entrance ramp. From the haze, a shadow emerges, Lillith Locke. Her figure slowly becomes visible, clad in black and deep purple ring gear adorned with intricate spiderwebs and ominous skulls. She drags her fingers along her wristbands, the broken heart symbols catching the dim, flickering light as she twitches them with eerie anticipation.
Justin: From Las Vegas, Nevada! Lillith Locke!
Her lips curl into a sinister smirk as she drags a hand through her jet-black hair, streaked with deep violet highlights. Her piercing eyes, lined in smudged, dark makeup, lock onto the ring with a cold, predatory hunger. She moves down the ramp with an almost unnatural smoothness, her black knee-high Converse boots laced up tight, stomping methodically against the steel grating. Every step feels deliberate, like she's savoring the moment before the chaos begins.
At ringside, she stops abruptly. Her fingers curl into the ropes, and with a sudden, jarring movement, she hoists herself onto the apron. She drops into a crouch, her red-painted lips parting slightly as she glares into the ring, then, almost snake-like, she slithers under the bottom rope.
Now inside, she rises in one fluid, eerie motion and paces the ring, dragging her fingers along the ropes like she's feeling the energy coursing through them. She circles, eyes on her opponent, her head tilting slightly in that unsettling way—as if she's studying them, deciding how much she wants to make them suffer.
Finally, she backs into the corner, slumping lazily against it before flicking her tongue across her bottom lip, a slow, wicked grin spreading across her face. The music fades, but the tension in the air remains thick. The storm has passed… but the real chaos is about to begin.
Justin: And their opponent...!
Song's theme starts to play and we see Song walking down the ramp. She gets half way down and pauses. Song bows and then proceeds to walk to ringside.
Justin: From FoShan, China! SONG!
Song jumps and lands on the apron. Song puts her hands on the ropes and flips over to get inside the ring. The fans Boo with a few cheers and we see Song bowing to the fans.
Justin: And their opponent!
The arena lights dim as "Hey You" by Nova Rockafeller plays, and Victoria Lyons appears onstage, and makes her slow and haunting walk to the ring. She glares at some of the fans, and even bites at a few as she passes by. As she gets in the ring, the lights go back on, as Victoria raises her arms in a V in the middle of the ring, as if looking for worship, and giving the camera a creepy smile.
Justin: She is the reigning and defending Bombshell Roulette Champion! From Charlotte, North Carolina! Victoria Lyons!
The crowd boos as Victoria strips the gold from around her waist and holds it up for all to see!
The referee then calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Song jumps at Harper and snares her into a side headlock as Lilith Locke and Lyons meet head on, trading fists across each other's heads and bodies!
Adams: There one's already starting off heavy! We all know there's some bad blood between Lyons and Locke already!
Simone: Of course there is! It was just two weeks ago where we saw Lilith upset Victoria and pin the champion!
Harper drives an elbow back into Song's stomach, breaking free of the headlock. She then grabs a handful of her hair and slams her face into the corner. Harper spins her around to face her and drives a forearm into the side of her head before driving shoulder after shoulder into her mid-section.
On the other side of the ring, Lilith Locke buries a knee into Lyons's stomach and then snatches her by the arm and pulls her into a short-arm clothesline that almost decapitates her. Locke begins stomping on Lyons's prone body, then drops an elbow down into her. Lilith then drags her up to her feet and sets her in position for a vertical suplex but Lyons shifts her weight and lands on her feet behind Locke. Lyons grabs two handfuls of Lilith's hair and drives her back into the mat. Lilith rolls over, holding the back of her head as Victoria taunts her, openly slapping her in the face. Lilith gets to her feet and Lyons grabs her in a side headlock and uses the ring ropes as a springboard to plant her opponent face-first into the canvas! Lyons then pins her down and unloads a number of fists to her head!
Adams: Boy that pinfall loss is REALLY bothering Victoria, isn't it!?
Lyons then grabs an arm and sets her up for an Irish whip but Locke reverses it and she swings for a clothesline but Lyons ducks beneath the blow and comes running off the other side of the ring but Locke scoops her up off of her feet and throws her over with a belly-to-belly suplex!
Simone: The challenger with a perfectly executed counter!
Adams: And it looks like she's going out for the toys!
Indeed as Lilith rolls out of the ring and she starts digging beneath the apron. The fans cheer as she starts to pull out the first of three tables! She carefully slides all three back inside of the ring and rolls in beneath the bottom rope.
Adams: Now the fun begins!
Across the ring, Harper has Song still in the corner and charges in but Song greets her with a roundhouse kick that sends Mason reeling. Song then grabs her opponent into a front facelock and perches herself up on the top turnbuckle, then vaults off and plants Harper with a tornado DDT!
Adams: Ouch! Harper is going to need some Excedrin Extra Strength after that one!
Song hurries over and grabs one of the three tables Locke brought into the ring and proceeds to set it up in the corner. Song then grabs Harper by the arm and goes to Irish whip her into the fragile wood but Lilith Locke herself spears Harper to keep her from going through the table!
Simone: Give Lilith Locke a lot of credit, that move made a great deal of sense. Had Harper went through that table then Song would be the new champion!
Song hurries over to where Lyons is still laying and she scales the corner and stands on the top rope.
Simone: She's taking a big chance here. Any badly timed move could spell disaster in a match like this!
Lyons manages to get up to her feet and Song jumps from her perch but right in mid-air Victoria Lyons jumps and brings her over with a bone jarring overhead suplex, bringing the crowd to its feet!
Simone: Oh what a move!
Locke goes for a swing at her own opponent across the ring but Harper ducks and counters, bringing the back of her head and neck down to the canvas with an Inverted Twist of Fate. Harper then quickly mounts the middle turnbuckle in the near corner and jumps off, striking Lilith with a diving guillotine legdrop! Harper stands up and looks out to the cheering fans and pumps a fist, then approaches her fallen opponent when Lilith sweeps her legs out from under her. Lilith starts throwing punches into Harper's head and then hits a European uppercut on Harper that drops her to one knee, and then runs off the ropes and hits a Shining Wizard! Lilith goes over to one of the tables and starts to set it up. She turns back around and is suddenly clotheslined out of her boots by Harper! She moves the table aside and grabs Lilith, setting her up onto the top turnbuckle!
Simone: Something big is coming here!
Song sets Lyons up for an Irish whip but Lyons counters with a reversal and sends her in instead and Song runs right into Harper who crashes into Locke awkwardly and this causes Lilith to topple from the perch and to the outside floor with a crash!
Simone: Oh good god! That was not intentional but it still was effective! Lilith Locke just took a bad fall! A very bad fall!
Adams: Is she going to be able to continue!?
Simone: I hope so, but if not, that just guarantees we will see a new champion crowned!
Harper turns around and she rushes right at Lyons but Song grabs her from behind around the waist and hits a rear waistlock suplex! Lyons grabs Harper and delivers a high angle suplex, right on the back of her head! Victoria gets to her feet and Song starts pointing toward Victoria and the downed Harper.
Adams: Are we actually seeing Song and the champ teaming up against Harper???
Victoria runs off of the ropes and Song scoops her up by the legs for a flap jack onto Harper, but instead spins Lyons around and plants her into the mat instead!
Simone: I just KNEW Song would never work with Victoria Lyons!
Song pulls her up and Irish whips her into the ropes but Victoria grabs the ropes before she can ricochet off and she slides out of the ring, beneath the bottom rope! Victoria throws the apron up and starts blindly grabbing until Song reaches out and grabs her, and Victoria comes up with a steel chair that she cracks Song in the head with!
Simone: Anything goes!
Victoria jumps into the ring, wielding her weapon, but Harper jumps Lyons from behind and plants her with a one-handed bulldog - right into the chair face-first!
Adams: Victoria is bleeding, Bel! Victoria Lyons has been busted open!
Simone: from being put face first into that chair, obviously!
Harper then grabs her and sends her into the near corner, and goes to charge in but Song plows into her from behind with one of the tables! Harper hits the mat and Song brings the edge of the table down into her sternum twice before dropping the table. Song then turns around and Lilith Locke comes flying off the top rope with a slingshot dropkick that sends Song to the mat with the table right on top of her!
Simone: Where did Lilith come from!?
Adams: No idea but she is back in this one, Bel!
Lilith grabs the fallen chair, still slick with Victoria's blood! Victoria staggers to her feet and Lilith brings the chair right down on her skull, almost shattering the seat off! Victoria goes down like she was shot and Lilith goes for the cover!
Simone: A new champion about to be crowned!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-Harper dives and makes the save!
Adams: No! If it wasn't for Harper Mason, we'd have a new champion!
Harper grabs Lilith and drags her to her feet but Lilith fights her off and the two women are now slugging it out, right in the center of the ring! Lefts and rights are being traded until they grab one another into side headlocks and fall against the ropes and tumble out over them and to the ringside floor!
Song fights her way out from under the table and sees the carnage outside and Victoria's limp form lying, bleeding, on the canvas! Song then grabs a table and sets it up as quickly as she can, knowing this is her moment. Song then grabs Victoria and drags her roughly to her feet and rolls her on top of the table.
Adams: What is Song up to?
Simone: I am not sure but I don't think it bodes well for the champion.
Song climbs to the top of the corner, facing the fans. She basks in their cheers for a moment before leaping back for a 180 Moonsault – but Victoria rolls off of the table and Song crashes through it!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Victoria staggers to her feet and spots Song in the table's remnants! Broken shards of wood and splinters everywhere as she just lies there! Victoria stands over her and drags her up to her feet, locks in a front facelock and slaps on the Lyons Roar DDT! Right into the remains of the table! Victoria throws her over and makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner - and STILL Bombshell Roulette Champion! Victoria LYONS!
Victoria Lyons stands tall in the center of the six-sided ring, the Bombshell Roulette Championship held high above her head as a chorus of boos rains down from the furious crowd. Sweat glistened on her brow, a smug smile curling on her lips as she soaks in the chaos like a queen basking in the aftermath of battle. Outside the ropes, Harper and Lilith glare up at her, seething with frustration, their eyes promising retribution. But Victoria doesn't flinch, she welcomes their hatred. To her, the jeers were as sweet as any applause, a reminder that she was still on top, still untouchable, and still the reigning Roulette Champion!
The scene opens moments after Logan's title win over Aiden Reynolds, not just winning his first match in months but winning his first title, as he comes through the curtain and into the backstage area with his newly acquired title, he accompanied by his girlfriend Brooke Shields who is beaming at her boyfriend's success.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, Logan?
Logan lets out a triumphant roar as he holds up the title making Ms. Rocky Mountains jump.
Logan: FIVE MONTHS! FIVE MONTHS INTO MY CAREER AND I AM A CHAMPION!
Logan let's out a deep breath as he grins widely.
Logan: To all those fools who doubted me? I COMMAND THEE KNEEL! You will not deny me my throne, you will not get in my way of being the next Go Gym great!
Brooke: We have celebrations to commence, but rest assured? He will talk about this at Climax Control!
Logan and Brooke walk off and Marissa steps into view.
Marissa: Fuck my life!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Marissa?
Marissa: If you thought living with them before was bad enough for me? Imagine that now that he's won a title!
Rocky winces.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Are you going to be okay?
Marissa: No, but on the other hand? I will be tempted to some underage drinking now that he's a champ.
Marissa sighs as she runs a hand down her face.
Marissa: God fucking knows I'm gonna need it!
Marissa walks off as the scene fades.
The cameras were starting to come back to the ringside area and settle in. As it was time for the next scheduled contest of the night. The lights dim, as a lions roar is heard, Vincent Lyons Jr appears on the stage in a black jacket as "Wretched and Divine" by Black Veil Brides starts, Vincent appears on stage.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing at this time. Hailing from Charlotte, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. He is the 'Primal Prince' VINCENT LYONS JR!
He looks around and makes a slow walk to the ring, looking at the fans cautiously. Once ringside, he rolls, climbs into the ring and goes straight to a corner, where he sits and waits quietly.
Adams: Vincent just looks so cold. Not a single bit of emotion seems to ever run through this guy.
Simone: He's shown that quite a bit over the last few weeks. He does what he wants or rather what Victoria wants him to do. He does it well. Leaving a trail of chaos and bloodshed behind him as he does so.
Adams: I personally hope that he really took the last couple of weeks to get himself prepared for this match. Jayden has been dying to get his hands on Vincent ever since Blaze of Glory. No doubt in my mind. He's going to start this thing off hot.
Simone: There isn't anything that makes me believe Vincent isn't prepared. He's wanted this just as bad as Jayden. He would look downright foolish to not show up tonight ready to go!
About that time is when the arena's lights dimmed down just a little bit, flashing orange and white strobe lights flashing to the beat of "Bad Man" by Polo G the second it hit the speaker system. As expected the entire arena erupted into loud cheers for the returning young sensation known as "The Brat". Only a few seconds had passed before Jayden could be seen pushing his way through the curtain and right onto the stage. Stopping to look around at those cheering fans.
Justin: And now making his way to the ring Fighting out of Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and five pounds. They call him 'The Brat' JAYDEN HARRIS!
By that point Jayden had already made it to the ringside area. He was cracking his knuckles as he walked up the steel steps to the ring. Making his way to about the center of the apron before turning and looking out at the crowd of people. He slowly raised his arm into the air with that closed fist of his. Getting a massive response from the crowd. From there Jayden turned and swung his left leg over the middle rope. Ducking down to get inside the ring himself. As his music started to die down. Jayden began to back himself into his own corner. Looking over at Vincent with rage in his eyes. He was ready to get this thing under way.
Simone: You can see it in his eyes. Jayden is ready to take Vincent's head off and then some.
Adams: The year and some change Jayden has had. It's been rough. Tonight is a chance for him to get some revenge and finally get himself back on the right track.
Simone: That's if Jayden can find a way to keep his emotions in check. If he reacts on emotions alone. This is going to be easy pickings for Vincent.
Adams: I don't believe it will be easy pickings. It would be better for Jayden to react with logic over emotion, but considering all that's happened between these two men. I can't fault Jayden for reacting with emotion.
DING DING DING!
No sooner than that bell sounded to start the match off. Jayden sprinted across the ring and leaped into the air catching Vincent right on the chin with a leaping forearm. Vincent was hit with such force and it came out of nowhere that it sent him stumbling backwards into the corner. Jayden was far from done with Vincent. Reigning down with lefts and rights to the man trapped in the corner. Shot after shot to the rib cage. Mixing it up with an uppercut and a jab to the face. All to keep Vincent guessing on what was coming next.
The crowd was coming to live in seeing Jayden just unload on the man. Jasmine was understanding that things were going to get out of hand very quickly. Inserting herself as she wrapped her arms around the waist of Jayden and proceeded to drag him out of the corner away from Vincent. Jayden was furious. The look in his eye saying it all when she pulled him away, but he wasn't going to jeopardize anything. All he did was glare at her as he put his hands up for a brief second.
Adams: Jayden has got to make sure he keeps his emotions in check tonight. I understand he has been waiting for a long time to get his hands on Vincent, but lashing out emotionally could cost him everything.
Simone: And honestly. I wouldn't put it past Vincent here tonight to try to expose that. Anything to get inside the head of Jayden for an easy win. We know deep down he doesn't want the problems he caused himself back at Blaze of Glory.
Jasmine held up her finger like she was giving him a warning, but just as soon as she did that. Jayden blew right by her again. Charging towards Vincent in the corner, but as soon as he git close. It was Vincent who essentially caught Jayden right in the chest with a huge Spartan-like kick to the chest. Sending Jayden flying back to the mat. Jayden's body had no sooner hit the mat before Vincent was diving on top of it.
Vincent was swinging for the fences just like Jayden had. Connecting with punch after punch to the face. Jayden doing his best to curl up in a ball and attempt to protect himself. It simply just wasn't good enough. Thanks to how fierce those blows were coming. Vincent could be heard screaming at Jayden with every punch he threw. Again, Jasmine felt the need to get involved. Wrapping her arms around Vincent's waist and trying to pull back.
The rage that consumed him however wasn't easy to contain. Making it difficult for her to pull Vincent anywhere. All of the sudden he grabbed his arms and yanked them off of her. Turning around towards Jasmine with a deranged look in his eyes. Scaring the official enough to make her back up away from him. That brief distraction was at least good for Jayden, as the young star crawled towards the ropes.
Simone: On second thought. This might just be a match where Jasmine stays clear of things and lets those two men handle it however they see fit. Did you see the look in Vincent's eyes just then?
Adams: I did, and that's what he wants. He wants it to be a scare tactic. So he can bully his way into doing what he wants. Jasmine is our senior official and she needs to be respected as such! I am glad she's trying to get this under control in the early going so both of them understand she's not going to allow any rules to be bent or broken.
That's when Vincent turned himself around to see Jayden standing and leaning against the ropes. He charged right towards the man. At the last second Jayden side stepped it and sent Vincent flying through the ropes to the outside. Vincent hit the unforgiving floor with a thud. However as soon as he hit that floor with force. He slammed his hands against it and popped right back up completely unharmed. By that time though Jayden was already mid-sprint off the ropes. In a single leap, he got both feet on the top rope, and then leaped again taking Vincent back down to the floor with a Crossbody!
Jayden wasted no time at all in hooking Vincent's head into a side headlock when they were on the floor. Starting to unload on him with a series of punches right to the head. Those fans in the front row really get a special treat watching the action basically in their laps. Jasmine was right there by the ropes threatening to start utilizing the ten count when Jayden got back to his feet and grabbed a handful of Vincent's hair, yanking him to his feet. Only to throw him under the bottom rope and into the ring. Jayden was quick to slide in himself as he watched Vincent trying to crawl away on his hands and knees. Having none of it. He charged right towards the Primal Prince and delivered a nasty looking Penalty Kick to the side of his head.
Adams: Well goddamn! Jayden just tried to punt that man's head clean off his shoulders!
Simone: I want you to keep in mind Jason. We're not even five minutes into this match and it's starting off like this!
Adams: I knew that it was going to be a nasty brawl amongst these two studs. I guess I just didn't realize how deeply rooted the dislike for each other was.
Simone: Well, Vincent not only cost Jayden a shot at winning the chamber. But he tried to put the man back on the shelf. Yeah, the issue is pretty deeply rooted among them!
That kick had Vincent's head snapping back as he flopped onto his back in a prone position. Jayden kept the control he had. Sprinted towards the ropes, came off them, and sprinted right over to Vincent. Leaping into the air to bring all his body weight down onto the Primal Prince with a running Senton! Vincent could be heard letting out a small groan, as Jayden rolled over to make the first pin attempt of the match.
ONE!
VINCENT POPS HIS SHOULDER UP!
As soon as he popped his shoulder up. Jayden grabbed a hold of his arm and then rolled over grabbing Vincent's head. In the blink of an eye. The Brat had flipped Vincent onto his stomach, had that arm bent and both of his arms locked around Vincent's head. As he bridged over the top of him, locking in the Last Chancery right in the middle of the ring. Fans were clapping and cheering loudly. Seemingly enjoying the screams of agony that Vincent was letting escape his mouth thanks to the violent submission hold. The entire time Jasmine was right there checking to see if he wanted to give up.
Simone: I have never been in a submission hold. No desire to be in one, especially not one like this. The leverage Jayden has on Vincent's head and neck is just insane. How Vincent hasn't just given up already is beyond me.
Adams: There is this little thing called pride amongst wrestlers. Even more so with young wrestlers. By no means are we going to see Vincent tap out or give up. He's more of the type to pass out from pain than have to actually admit defeat.
Simone: That just seems silly to me. You want to live to fight another day. You've got your entire career ahead of you.
Adams: It's not something you have to agree with or understand by any means, Belinda. But this is just the type of man Vincent is.
Vincent's screams were getting a little louder. Jayden yanks harshly on his head and neck. Trying to add more pain to get the man to give up. In a move of pure desperation Vincent takes his free hand and digs his fingers right into the eyeball of Jayden. That dirty move forced Jayden to let go of the hold as he rolled over to favor his eye. Vincent rolled over himself gasping a little bit thanks to that submission lock cutting off his oxygen flow, but he managed to get to his feet. Turning himself around to see Jayden up as well still favoring his eye.
He grabbed a hold of Jayden's wrist and spun him around towards him. Vincent quickly connects with a Roaring Elbow that caused Jayden to fall back against the ropes. In a quick rebound situation. Jayden exploded off the ropes trying to take back control with a Rebound Lariat, but at the last second Vincent ducked causing Jayden to miss in a big way. Jayden scrambled to get to his feet knowing that miss was likely going to cost him. As soon as he was up. Vincent was right there to land a stiff kick to the Brat's gut forcing him to double over.
Wasting no time at all. Vincent gripped Jayden's head and forced it between his thighs. He hoisted Jayden upside down. Squeezing his thighs around his head before dropping down to his backside and connected with a Sitout Piledriver causing Jayden's head to bounce off the mat. With no regard for the damage that he could have done to the mat's neck and spine. Vincent shoved Jayden to the side to make his first pin attempt. Jasmine sliding down to her knees to start the count.
ONE!
JAYDEN KICKS OUT RIGHT AWAY!
Adams: Oohhh! Not very many men can take a piledriver and kick out at one like that!
Simone: This kind of thing makes me worried for Jayden. Yes, his neck is at risk. But let's not forget about the head trauma he experience thanks to a Cinder Block slinging Alexander Raven that cost him so much time away. That's trauma that doesn't go away.
The frustration in Vincent shined through with Jayden being able to kick out the way he did. It didn't take that man very long to trap Jayden's arms under his legs. Before taking the point of his elbow and starting to slam it. Over and over again into the side of Jayden's head. Each elbow shot was stiffer than the previous one. Jayden's eyes could be seen becoming glossed over and even starting to roll back some with those violent shots to the side of his head. On the very last one Vincent reached up high with his arm. Then drove it down with everything he had. Bone to cranium could be heard clear as day.
Of course the crowd was letting it be known exactly how they felt about what they were witnessing. Those boos were as loud as they could get them, but none of it seemed to make the least bit of difference to Vincent. The man was right back on his feet as he grabbed a hold of the arm of Jayden and started to drag him across the ring. He quickly pulled Jayden into the corner and prompted his body into a seated position against that bottom rope. Vincent then took a couple of steps back towards the center of the ring. He had his hands up, liking he was lining up his shot, and it turned out that's what he was doing. He rushed forward delivering a nasty Face Wash Kick to the side of Jayden's head forcing it to snap back.
Simone: You can see it in Vincent's eyes. He is trying to cause permanent damage to Jayden. He wants to put him on the shelf once and for all.
Adams: That's exactly what he wants. I bet you if Jayden is even in a state of consciousness right now. He is regretting everything he ever said about Victoria to set her brother off the way that he did.
Jayden's head was leaned all the way back. His eyes rolled back in his head as well. That kick might have knocked the man out cold. In a reckless manner Vincent grabbed the foot of Jayden and yanked him out of the corner to the middle of the ring. Dropping down right away to make the cover and hoping the match would end right there.
ONE!
TWO!
JAYDEN WITH A SECOND FORCEFUL KICK OUT!
Vincent's eyes were narrowed and filling with even more rage. He grabbed Jayden by the head long enough to lift him up and deliver a nasty forearm shot to the jaw. Driving Jayden's head back down into the mat and forcing it to bounce off the canvas. It appeared to do the damage that the Primal King wanted as Jayden didn't move after his head connected with the mat.
This is the opportunity that Vincent wanted. He stood himself back to his feet and went storming towards the nearest corner. Stepping through the ropes and onto the apron for a brief moment. Long enough to start climbing the top rope. In a matter of seconds, he had himself on the top rope and perched there. Taking one last look at where Jayden was. Smack dab in the middle of the ring. It was going to be a bit of a leap, but Vincent showed no fear. Standing all the way up and then leaped from the top rope.
Adams: Who knew Vincent was a man of the sky!
Vincent was soaring through the air and coming right down for a Flying Headbut-Noo! At the very last possible second Jayden rolled just to the left and caused Vincent to miss in a big way. His head bounced off the mat with force as the man went limp almost right away upon hitting the mat. The crowd comes alive again and tries to get behind the Brat. As Jayden laid there a few moments longer trying to collect himself.
Simone: No one was home! Vincent might've just knocked himself out!
About then Jayden had rolled over onto his stomach and lifted his head up. He saw Vincent lying there face down on the mat. This was his chance to get back in it. He slammed one hand down on the mat and started to push himself up. The crowd fully behind him and trying to will him on. Jayden was finally able to get to his feet. Just as Vincent was starting to push up onto his hands and knees. Shaking his head a bit. To shake the cobwebs loose. Before he could finish getting up. Jayden came right up behind him and grabbed a hold of his leg.
Quickly, Jayden was trying to apply an ankle lock. However, Vincent was determined to fight iot. Rolling onto his back and then using all his leg stretch to push Jayden back. Knocking the second generation star off his feet for a brief second. The scramble to see who would get up first was on. Vincent being just a little quicker as he charged Jayden who was on one knee, but despite being on one knee. He was ready for the charge. Hooking Vincent as soon as he rushed him. Lifting him up in the air briefly and then bringing him down to drive his face into his knee!
Adams: Jayden likes to call that the NextGen! What a half nelson knee strike!
Simone: He could have just obligated the bone in Vincent's nose! That looked flat out disgusting!
Vincent looked like he was out on his feet with that knee strike. Lights were on but no one was home as he stumbled around on his feet. Jayden took that as a chance to finish things off. Shooting to his free and running towards the ropes with everything he had. He bounced off them and ricocheted right to the wobbly legged Vincent. Leaping into the air and delivering the "EYE ROLL" to Vincent's jaw. That superman punched, taking Vincent off his feet and had him crumbling to the mat like a sack of potatoes. Jayden dropping into the cover. Hooking both of his legs trying to get the win.
Simone: Superman Punch! Right on the button!
ONE!
Adams: The way he crumbled to the mat. It's over. There's no shot Vincent gets up from that!
TWO!
Simone: If you ask me. Vincent got exactly what was coming to him!
VINCENT FORCES HIS SHOULDER UP AT A TWO COUNT!
Adams: Or did he?! He's still alive!
Jayden sat up in the ring with a bit of a shocked look on his expression. That punch was dead on, but it wasn't even close to putting Vincent out for good. He ran his hands through that messy hair for a brief second before rolling over and pushing himself to his feet. By then Vincent was trying to get to his knees. Having his back turned to Jayden was a bad idea as the second generation star reached down and grabbed a hold of Vincent. He yanked him up to his feet then quickly wrapped his arms around the head and neck of Vincent.
In a matter of seconds Jayden had applied "INTO THE LIGHT" on Vincent. Panic set into the eyes of Vincent almost as soon as those arms were locked tightly around his head and neck. Jayden was applying more and more pressure quickly. Faster he could get that pressure felt. The faster Vincent was bound to tap out. The crowd cheered the young kid on. Vincent tried to pry his arms against Jayden's but it was no use. It was secure. That was until desperation took over and Vincent slammed his head straight back for a headbutt. Breaking the hold for now.
Adams: That headbutt was all that Vincent had! It was his only chance out of that submission!
Simone: Ninety percent of the time when Jayden locks it in. It spells disaster for the man in it. Vincent can say he was one of the few men to break free of it!
Jayden had stumbled back a little bit. Holding his face thanks to that headbutt that was dead on. Vincent was on the prowl again. He reached out and grabbed a hold of the arm of the Brat and spun him around. Going for an irish-whip across the ring, but Jayden countered in time to shoot Vincent towards the ropes. He hit them and came bouncing back as Jayden leaped over him to avoid Vincent and send him to the other side. The Primal Prince hit those ropes and came off them. However when he did Jayden didn't have a scouting report for what's to come. All thanks to Vincent exploding and coming out of nowhere with a GORE flattening Jayden in the middle of the ring.
Simone: Wait just a damn minute! Did he?!
Adams: Hit him with the move Jayden's old man made famous? Yes! He did. He wrecked Jayden with the Brooklyn Knockout!
The sick smirk that was all over Vincent's face said everything. This was becoming a game of psychological warfare for him. He was quick to take his forearm and put it across the face of Jayden forcefully to hold him down. Hooking one of the legs for the pin. That smirk not fading as that should have been the end of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOO!
JAYDEN KICKS OUT WITH EVERYTHING HE HAD!
His eyes were nearly about the bulge out of his head. Vincent was in complete and utter shock that Jayden was about to kick out of that move. Right away the Primal Prince got to his feet. He started to hit himself in the head. Again and again. Starting to lose touch with reality considering that he wasn't able to get the job done.
Adams: Oh boy. This isn't good. Vincent is becoming quite unhinged right before our very eyes!
Simone: He has to be asking what is it going to take? What is it going to take to put Jayden away? If the Brooklyn Knockout couldn't do it. What is?
Adams: I don't know if there is anything that will, after seeing that. Jayden is one stubborn ass kid. No quit in him, but with how Vincent is acting. He might just say screw the win and take Jayden out some other way.
Simone: That's if he can even focus on the task at hand. Hitting yourself in the head and pacing around the ring like a mad man isn't staying focused on the task at hand.
Vincent was punching his head and jaw a little harder. That was until Jayden's movement caught him in the corner of his eye. He saw Jayden starting to crawl a bit towards the ropes. Barely on his knees, but just enough to get himself going. That evil look in Vincent's eyes seemingly glowed for a second as he sprinted towards Jayden and aimed for the kid's head. Leaping straight up for "IONIC IMPAC-NOOOO!" Jayden had to have felt it coming, as he dodged the curb stomp just in time. Vincent stomps down on the mat to nothing but canvas. Hyperextending his knee, causing it buckle, and sending the man stumbling forward.
That was all the time that Jayden needed. He rolled over to his feet and hopped right up. As he put his attention to Vincent who was limping as he turned around. Matter of fact he turned himself into a fatal situation. Jayden was ready with a kick to the gut to force him to double over. His arm went around Vincent's neck, tucking it in, and then leaped straight up into the air. Swinging himself back to take Vincent down with the "LYONS ROAR DDT" in the middle of the ring. Clearly getting back at Vincent for what he had done just moments ago. Both of them were lying there breathing heavily.
Simone: Payback is a ... well you know what!
Adams: The sheer pettiness of both of these men to drag family names, legacies, and household moves into this does not make either of them look good.
Simone: It's not about looking good to them. Instead it's about whatever it's going to take to keep the other down and get that win!
Adams: And right now it doesn't look like that's going to be the case. Jayden can't even get himself in position to make the cover.
It was almost like Jayden could have heard the commentary team. For at that moment he rolled himself onto his stomach and looked up to see Vincent just lying there. Right in the perfect position. Jayden crawled himself over just a little. Throwing his arm out across the chest of Vincent for a pin. Again, Jasmine sliding down on the mat to be in position to make that count.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOOOOO!
VINCENT KICKS OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND!
With his shoulder shooting up. Jayden rolled right to his back again. A look of desperation started to overcome the young star's face. Despite it not being enough to win. The fans were still showing their support and showing that they were firmly behind him. Lots and lots of cheers. They clapped. They stomped their feet to the floor in unison. They were going to do whatever it took to keep Jayden into this man. Finally, the second generation star sat up and looked out at the crowd. Soaking in the moment.,
Adams: Don't let these fans fool you, Jayden. There's nothing wrong with having their support, but you still have to focus on the match!
Jayden reached over and grabbed one of the ring ropes. Using it to help pull himself back to his feet. Once he was vertical and he began to turn towards the center of the ring. He was blindsided with a clobbering forearm to the side of the head thanks to Vincent. Jayden fell into the ropes as Vincent stayed on him with an attack. A few more forearms to the head and a couple of clubs to the back of the jaw. All to wear Jayden down some.
Satisfied with where he had him. Vincent grabbed Jayden by the wrist again and went to shoot him towards the ropes. Only for Jayden to duck under the arm to avoid the irish whip and catch Vincent by surprise with a jab to the jaw. Then another jab to the jaw. Vincent was already on baby deer legs after those two stiff punches. Jayden winding up for a third, but when he came forward with it. Vincent blocked it with both of his arms.
He slammed them into Jayden's arm. Then proceeded to catch Jayden with a pumpkick right to the face. Jayden fell back into the ropes and bounced right off them to take Vincent's head nearly off his shoulders with a Rebound Lariat. Flipping Vincent inside out and causing him to land face first into the mat. Jayden landed hard on his chest himself, but he was not done. He shot right back to his feet like he had a second wind to him. He pounded his hands against his chest.
Simone: Jayden is alive and well! Look at the passion in this man's eyes!
Adams: This could be spelling the end for Vincent.
Simone: What an opportunity for Jayden to put all of this behind him and move on!
Jayden turned himself around as he reached down and grabbed a hold of Vincent. He yanked him up and went to apply the "INTO THE LIG-NOOO!" Right away the Primal Prince connected with a back elbow. To break the hold Jayden was trying to lock in. He spun around quickly and grabbed a hold of Jayden's head tucking it under his arm. Lifting him up for "LYONS ROAR DD-NOOOOOO!"
Using his weight to his advantage. Jayden swung himself back down when Vincent lifted him up. Then took Vincent right over the top of him with a back body drop. He hit with force but was quick to get up. Only for Jayden to grab him before and lift him up. Driving him down onto his head with "THE HARRIS EFFECT REMIX" Jayden falling right on top of Vincent, hooking both of his legs for the pinfall.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen. Here is your winner, JAAAAAYYYYDDDEEENNN HAAAARRRRRIIIIISSSSS!
As soon as that bell sounded the crowd was on their feet. Cheers for Jayden as the young star rolled himself off of Vincent and sat there for a second. Letting the victory soak in for him, as he pushed his hands against the mat, and started to stand up. The very moment he was up Jasmine grabbed the second generation star's hand and lifted it into the air to a huge ovation from the crowd.
Adams: Major win for Jayden! Major win!
Simone: That's not to take anything away from Vincent. He fought with everything he has tonight, but you could tell that the revenge Jayden was hell bent on getting was just the extra driving force he needed.
Adams: I just wonder what is next for the young man. Is he finally one step closer to becoming a champion?!
Simone: Only a matter of time till we find out.
Adams: It's going to be a fun journey to witness.
Jayden was standing there in the middle of the ring with Jasmine. His hand raised and really soaking in that moment. Embracing the cheers being thrown in his direction. That was until his eyes went wide. All thanks to a LOW BLOW from Victoria! Jayden clutched his lower region as he dropped down to his knees. Victoria gets to her feet with a wicked grin on her face.
Simone: Dammit to hell! Why did she have to come out here and ruin the moment?!
Adams: You really think she was going to let her brother just get beat and move on?! That's not who these people are. Especially not when she's been the driving force behind this!
Simone: It's time to move on! Jayden is the winner! Let it go!
Back inside the ring Victoria was grabbing the hair of Jayden trash talking to the second generation star. She started to lower his head to the mat by her hand. Only for Vincent to be back on his feet and come rushing forward to deliver the "IONIC IMPACT" driving Jayden's head into the mat with force. Completely knocking the man unconscious. Vincent and Victoria found themselves standing side by side with those smirks on their faces. Seemingly pleased with their handy work. That's when the cameras cut away from the ring and headed elsewhere in the building.
The next image viewers see is the entrance to a skybox where Ms. Rocky Mountains is standing outside and knocking on the door. It finally opens as a man answers with a bit of a perturbed look. He's dressed in a red silk shirt and black pants with a bandana around his head where a lot of brown hair flows from it. When he sees her and what she has on, he clears his throat.
Man: I bet you have small feet…nothing grows in the shade.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Sorry to bother you.
Man: No, you're not. It's part of your job, don't worry about it.
Rocky couldn't argue that.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Glad you understand. Are you Kevin Mears by any chance?
Kevin: It's not a chance, it's a certainty. That's right. I'm Kevin Mears, the only Ace in a deck full of jokers.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: You don't work here though.
Kevin: Right again, you're two for two. I don't work here, but I was invited by Christian Underwood, who has gone out of his way to make me feel welcome. It's about the only reason I'd come to France, if I'm honest. He took care of the travel, the accommodations, including this skybox. And I've just been enjoying the show so far, seeing what I would expect if I do end up signing on a fat new contract. I'm familiar with a handful of the talent.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh yeah, which ones?
Kevin: Well I've been friends with Kat Jones for quite a while now. She's fantastic. I've made five figures beating Crystal Zdunich again and again over the years. I don't take much pride in that one though, because the woman is somewhere in her 60s at this point, I think. Plus she's had like a dozen ex-husbands until she woke up one morning to decide she liked women now. Because that's how you decide you're bi. When the rest of the men all decide they can do better, you have to jump sides, ya know?
He shrugged at that with a smirk.
Kevin: And I've watched some of the others before tonight obviously, those are just the two I have the most history with professionally, admittedly not a huge amount. What else do you want to know?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Why do you think Mr. Underwood is so keen to sign you?
Kevin: Now you're just being offensive. Why wouldn't he? He contacted me, for the record. I don't tend to call up companies seeing if they want me, they come to me. I think it shows some outstanding taste on his part, if we're honest. Clearly he thinks I can add a lot, and he's 100% right about that. He knows I can get attention, which usually equates to more money. I haven't seen the promotion yet that didn't want more of that. Same with me. Now if you'll excuse me, I believe the Queen for a Day ladder match is next, and I'd rather go watch that.
He closed the door, leaving Rocky with a curious look before the show went back to the ring.
Simone: It's been a long tournament for the Bombshells but it is time to determine this year's Blast from the Past Winners for the won! It's two veterans vs. a newcomer as Laura Phoenix takes on Frankie Holiday and Mikah!
Adams: Triple Threat Rules apply so you know it's going to get messy! Mikah and Laura have been wrestling for years while Frankie came from out of nowhere to earn her spot in the finals, we might have a match of the year candidate here.
Simone: Let's not waste any time and take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is the Blast from the Past Tournament Finals!
Static fills the speakers as the A-Flat cord streams through and Rev Theory's "Hell Yeah" begins to blare as the hypnotic laugh of Rich Luzzi echoes throughout the arena and Laura Phoenix's video entrance illuminates the Smarkstron.
Justin: Introducing first, from New York City, New York, LAURA PHOENIX!
When the chorus plays the lights raise and Phoenix runs out on stage to the delight of the fans. She runs to the opposite side of the stage before stopping at the centre and raising her fist high in the air and a large amount of pyro goes off around her.
Simone: Laura actually debuted for SCW in 2023's Blast from the Past while her daughter Bella was off on maternity leave, she retired at that year's High Stakes after losing to Harper Mason but she has come out of retirement for the tournament.
Justin: She defeated fellow veteran Kat Jones in the second week of the tour to get past round one and then she bested another veteran in Samantha Marlowe at the Go Home Show, it's clear that she's trained hard for this!
She takes off down the ramp and slides into the ring and running to the closest corner and once again raises her fist high in the air. She repeats this at the other three corners as her music dies out and she stands in the middle of the ring awaiting her opponent.
Justin: And her opponents!
The opening piano strokes of "Skeletons" by Wednesday 13 harbour the arrival of Frankie Holliday. As the guitar riffs begin to ramp up the song, Frankie parts the curtain. A sinister and knowing grin on her face as she doesn't acknowledge the response in any way, walking down to the ring.
Justin: First, from Milwaukee, Wisconsin, Frankie Holiday!
Once she hits the ringside area, she simply rolls under the bottom rope and sits in the corner, still with the grin across her lips. She even chuckles to herself as she readies herself for the match.
Simone: Let's make one thing clear, Frankie came from nowhere to debut in this tournament and she's made it this far!
Adams: Her opposition hasn't been easy either! She defeated Lillith Locke and Melissa in the opening round's only Triple Threat Match, and the only Triple Threat outside of the finals for that matter, and Julianna DiMaria in the second round, for those keeping score? That's two former Internet Champions she's defeated in back to back matches AND this match is her third in SCW!
The arena fades to black before a mash up of Shakin Hands by Nickelback, Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo, and Bad Bitch by Bebe Rexha feat. Ty $sign begins to play. The song plays a for about ten seconds before the lights start to flash and Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.
Justin: And from New York City, New York, MIKAH!
She then moves to the middle of the ropes and steps on the bottom one before leaning suggestively over the top rope as if to give the crowd a glimpse of her chest but then pulls back and steps down. She moves to the corner, leaning against the turnbuckle.
Simone: Mikah has returned to try to claim her second Blast from the Past crown after winning the 2022 edition with Mac Bane but her road to the finals was marred with controversy!
Adams: You can say that again, Mikah kicked off Cassie Wolfe's run of bad luck in the very first match of the Bombshell Tournament after she put her feet on the ropes and then cheated to knock Alicia Lukas out in the Semi-Finals by way of a chair, at least with Triple Threats being No DQ she won't have to try and hide it!
Jacob goes over the rules with all three women before calling for the bell.
Simone: And the Blast from the Past Finals are on!
Adams: Don't forget, we have the men's tournament finals between J2H, Eddie Lyons and Alexander Raven on right after this!
DING DING DING!
Once the bell rings all three women meet in the centre of the ring with their eyes on the prize, Frankie makes the first move connecting with a hard right hand to Mikah that knocks her down before she tries the same on Laura, Laura ducks and fires back with some punches of her own but Frankie, who is well known for her brawling style, clearly has the upper hand on Laura in this exchange, still Laura manages to back Frankie up to the ropes where she scores with a couple of more forearms before whipping Frankie across the ring, however Mikah is back on her feet and turns Laura around with a German Suplex which she bridges for the pin while facing away from Frankie.
ONE!
TWO!
And Frankie comes in with a senton across Micah's bridged body to break it up! Frankie then goes for own cover on Mikah.
ONE!
TWO!
And Laura breaks it up with a sliding dropkick! Laura then goes for a pin on Frankie.
ONE!
TWO!
And Frankie kicks out.
Simone: We knew the action was going to be fast and furious between those three ladies but I don't think anyone expected three pinfalls in a row this early!
Adams: Laura and Mikah have the experience but Frankie is no slouch, especially since she's only been wrestling for two years!
All three women get back to their feet but Frankie is the first to make a move, going straight for Mikah again but this time around? Mikah has it scouted and since she's closest to the ropes she backdrops Frankie to the floor when the relative newcomer charges in! Mikah follows Frankie to the outside and the two women start trading blows at the ringside area while Laura is measuring them up for a dive! However when Laura goes for the dive Jacob stops her in her tracks as he's trying to regain control of the situation, leaning in between the top and middle rope as he tries to get Mikah and Frankie to return to the ring, Laura just gives a playful shrug before getting a running start and diving right over Jacob, wiping out both of her opponents!
Simone: If there was ever any doubt that Laura is Bella Madison's mother? She's just extinguished it with that dive on Frankie and Mikah!
Adams: And don't forget, Bella has done well as Bombshell Internet Champion, we saw her defend the Bombshell Internet Championship against Mercedes Vargas in the opening match, while Bella lost the title that confirms that that family breeds wrestling excellence!
As there's no count outs in a Triple Threat Match Jacob simply leaves the ring to check on all three women, Frankie is the first one to her feet but she deviates from her usual strategy by instead going to the timekeeper's table and taking a chair from there, at first it seems like Frankie's going to use it as a weapon directly but when she sees both Laura and Mikah getting up at the same time she changes tact and instead sets it in a seating position before using the chair as a springboard for a crossbody on both blonde bombshells.
Simone: And that's some inventive thinking from Frankie right there!
Adams: If she had swung for the fences either Mikah or Laura could've ducked, leaving her open to attack, instead she used it to take them both down in a different way!
Frankie picks up Mikah and rolls her back into the ring for a pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
And Mikah gets the shoulder up! Frankie then grabs Mikah's arm for an armbar but once Frankie gets back up to her feet Mikah breaks her held by grabbing onto Frankie's dark hair and pushing her against the ropes, once there Mikah scores with a pair of knee lifts to Frankie's midsection before sending her off the ropes, on the rebound Mikah ducks for a back drop but Frankie puts on the breaks and straight up kicks Mikah in the face, the two women trade more blows but Laura surprises them both again with a High Cross Body! Laura goes for a pin on both women!
ONE!
TWO!
And both of her opponents kick out!
Simone: Once again Frankie and Mikah discounted Laura and it cost them!
Adams: Setting aside the family connection to Bella? Laura's a veteran for a reason!
Laura's the first to her feet and goes to pick up Mikah but Mikah catches her fellow New Yorker with a roll up!
ONE!
TWO!
And Frankie breaks it up! The long match has taken it's toll on all three women but Frankie goes for Mikah again only to get backdropped to the outside, well almost because Frankie managed to grab hold of the top rope, Mikah then turns her attention to Laura but Laura catches her with a Small Package!
ONE!
TWO!
And Mikah kicks out! Both women get to their feet and Laura goes for the Neuro-Mutilation! However as she goes for the Snapmare Driver Mikah reverses it into her French TKO!
Simone: Mikah just hit Laura with the Mikahangelo, is it over?
Adams: Not yet, Frankie's just regained her bearings on the apron!
Mikah goes for a pin!
ONE!
Frankie goes for a springboard move!
TWO!
AND THE LEGDROP HITS MIKAH JUST BARELY IN TIME TO BREAK UP HER PIN! Frankie picks up Mikah and hits the Ode To Amber Ryan! But Mikah rolls out of the ring before Frankie can go for a pin! Seeing an opportunity Frankie picks up the barely conscious Laura and scores with her version of a Vertebreaker!
Simone: BLACK RIVER FALLS ON LAURA, ODE TO AMBER RYAN ON MIKAH!
Adams: Frankie might have just catapulted herself up the "Future Star of the Year" Rankings! Stick a fork in Laura and Mikah, they're done!
Frankie goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here's your winner and the 2025 Blast from the Past Champion, FRANKIE HOLIDAY!
Simone: What a debut Supercard appearance for that young woman!
Adams: She's going to challenge for the World Bombshell Title in her second Supercard, what a moment for her!
Frankie celebrates her win while Jacob checks on Laura and Mikah.
The camera cuts backstage to where J2H is pacing backwards and forwards, minutes away from his Blast From The Past final match. His face is focused, but Pussy Willow approaches him.
Pussy: J2H, minutes away from a huge match, can I ask your thoughts right now?
J2H turns his head to look at her, his pacing stopping.
J2H: Well I really want to say no and fuck off, but I'm in a good mood tonight. I know I'm about to walk out there and win Blast From The Past, I know that I'm gonna add to my legacy. I've been talking all week about this match, those are my thoughts. Haven't you been listening?
He narrows his eyes at Pussy.
Pussy: I...
J2H: Don't tell me you're just like every other person backstage that only watches their own shit back and live in their own little world. In fact, don't answer that. I've been saying since day one that I would be standing here about to go out there for the Blast From The Past, have I not? I told everyone that I was getting to the final and there is no bullshit detected there. I told them all and here I am. I've also been telling everyone I'm gonna win Blast From The Past, there's no bullshit there. So my thoughts?
He took half a step closer to her.
J2H: My thoughts are the exact same fucking thing I've been saying from the beginning. Eddie Lyons, Alexander Raven, they're just gonna be part of my story.
J2H walks away from her but glances off camera at the someone.
J2H: The fuck you looking at?
The camera turns to show Logan Hunter, his newly won Roulette championship over his shoulder, standing looking at J2H, alongside Brooke and Marissa, the latter looking slightly starstruck.
J2H: Nice kiddies belt. I'm gonna go get my shot at the grown ups belt.
Brooke opens her mouth to speak but J2H puts his hand up stopping her.
J2H: No one asked you anything so shut the fuck up.
J2H walks past them, Logan looking calm, Brooke looking angry and Marissa opened mouth in disbelief as her eyes stay firmly on Brooke.
The cameras were right there at ringside again. It was now time for the Blast From The Past finals. This was one of the matches fans had been waiting for all night long. About then "Clouds" by NF begins A fog fills the stage area, as Eddie Lyons appears in the middle, hoodie up, and arms folded. He stands there looking down at the ring for a few moments. Shooting a fist into the air.
Justin: The following contest is the Blast From The Past Finals. It would be contested under traditional Triple Threat rules. Introducing first at this time. Coming out of Baltimore, Maryland. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds. 'The Unbreakable' EDDIE LYONS!
Eddie pulls his hoodie down, and makes his way down the ramp, tagging the hands of a few fans along the way before climbing the stairs into the ring. Eddie extends his arms to both sides then drops to a knee, and punches the mat, he then moves to his corner to await the start of the match.
Simone: Eddie has been on a quest to become the World Champion for the better part of the last year. Tonight, he has a chance to take a step closer by becoming the winner of Blast From The Past.
Adams: We have seen Eddie come close to becoming champion a few times now. This will get him right back where he wants to be, but this is stiff competition. Alexander Raven and J2H are no pushovers by any means!
With Eddie staying right there in his corner awaiting the arrival of his opponents. The opening rift of 'Kafka' by Jinjer begins to play out, the lights change to a darkish blue, filling the area with a hazy blue. Smoke billows from the entrance way, covering the ramp and creating a cloud big enough for a person to stand in at the entrance curtain.
'Hardly in the spirit of the era. Dedicated and thin skinned. One appeared in front of the jury. Face uncovered in front of the jury.'
Alexander bursts from the smoke cloud, eyes open wide as he slowly casts his gaze over the crowd. His face drawn and stoic, the slight flaring of his nostrils as he nods a little to himself.
Justin: Now making his way to the ring. All the way from Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. He is 'The Last Raven' ALEXANDER RAVEN!
His hand extends out to his side, as Luna Pasilno steps through the smoke, taking his hand in hers. The two of them slowly begin to make their way down the ramp, hand in hand.
'Beauty of looks, beauty of faults. Frightened and offhand. Deaf to a command.'
As they reach the ring apron, they let go of each other's hands, Alexander stepping up onto the ring apron, and turns to look back at Luna. The two of them lock eyes as he slowly steps backwards through the ropes, never breaking a gaze from her. An unspoken acknowledgement as he slowly steps backwards toward the centre of the ring, Luna making her way around the ringside area taking up place nearby. Alexander came to a stop in the middle of the ring, eyes still locked on her. Waiting for the bell.
Adams: This is a wild card of a man. You really never know what kind of version of Raven. You're going to get until he exposes it in the ring. That gives him quite the advantage if you ask me.
Simone: Raven is one of the most violent men to ever step foot inside of a SCW ring, but he's also by far one of the best to play the psychological warfare game inside that ring. He's got many ways of beating his opponents.
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 riff. 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: And the last man to make his way into this match. Being accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California. Weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds. They call him the 'Living Legend' 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 knee pads 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 looks 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
Simone: The single most successful star in all of Sin City Wrestling. J2H is a man that does not lose. Not when it comes to high stakes situations. He's going to make his opponents feel the pressure tonight, just from his presence alone.
Adams: The presence of J2H is just as intimidating as his actual in ring abilities and that raw talent that he comes with. Raven and Eddie are without a doubt in a situation where they are going to have to really dig deep.
DING DING DING!
Raven, Eddie, and J2H all stood there in their corners. Taking a look at one another. This was very much a big match feel for the finals of the Blast From The Past tournament. Raven and J2H suddenly locked eyes with each other. A simple nod was exchanged between them. As they both marched forward towards Eddie. Inching closer to trap him in the corner he was in. Eddie's wide seeing that he might be in for a long night, but all of the sudden J2H blindsided Raven with a clubbing blow to the side of the head knocking him down to the mat.
Adams: Looks like we won't be seeing a reunion between these two after all!
That clubbing blow had Raven hitting the mat harshly as he rolled to the corner. Eddie wasn't about to be a sitting duck as he exploded forward himself. Taking the fight right to an unsuspecting J2H. A combination of punches and chops from Eddie had J2H backing up towards the ropes. Once the former World Champion was trapped with nowhere to go. Eddie grabbed his wrist and whipped him across the ring.
Simone: Eddie did the right thing. He didn't wait until J2H came to him. He took the fight to the Hall of Famer. That's your best chance at surviving a man like J2H. Take him off guard and take him off guard early.
J2H had hit the ropes and was on his way back, but what Eddie didn't realize was how talented this man truly was. Because as he got close it was J2H that took Eddie's momentum away by dropping down to connect with a Dropkick to the shins of the Unbreakable One. Eddie flying forward and smacking his face off the mat. J2H was right back to his feet. Running towards the ropes.
He bounced right off of them as he came back and leaped into the air. Delivering a Leg Drop right to the back of Eddie's neck. The crowd was booing the Hall of Famer, not wanting to see him have any kind of leverage. However it was far too late for that. J2H found himself getting right back to his feet. However as soon as he got up, Raven came out of nowhere with a Sling Blade taking him off his feet. Raven going for the cover.
ONE!
J2H KICKS OUT RIGHT AWAY!
Dawn held up a one count to Raven who shot a bit of a glare in her direction. However, he was quick to put his attention back to J2H. He grabbed the Hall of Famers head and yanked him up to his feet. Both his hands grabbed a hold of J2H's neck as he lifted him up and then crossed him into the nearest corner. Raven breaks out with a series of punches there in the corner. In order to keep J2H trapped where he had him.
Adams: This might be Raven's last chance at becoming a Blast From The Past winner. A couple of times now he's gotten close, but it ended up slipping through his fingers.
Simone: He has been close before. So close, but he needs to understand. He's in the ring with the standard barrier to what is SCW. J2H is a four time World Champion. A former Blast From The Past winner. And a Hall of Famer. It doesn't get any stiffer than this when it comes to competition.
Adams: You are stating nothing but facts there, Belinda. However we have seen in the past that J2H isn't completely unbeatable. It can happen, but you have to make sure you are on your A Game to make that happen.
Another punch came from Raven. That being a huge uppercut that had J2H snapping back into the corner before he fell to his backside. Raven had something in mind for where he had J2H sat, but before he could make his next move. Eddie snagged a hold of his wrist and spun Raven around. As soon as he was facing the Unbreakable One, Eddie showed what timing he was on with a Spinning Heel Kick right to the tip of Raven's jaw flattening the man in the ring.
Eddie turned his attention right to where J2H was sitting in the corner. Taking off and delivering a kick right to the face there in the corner to force his head to snap back. He then grabbed a hold of J2H's head and yanked on it. Pulling the Living Legend out of the corner. Having him lying right beside Raven. From there Eddie went charging towards one of the corners and started to climb up on the top rope. The crowd cheered him on despite not sure what he was going for.
Simone: Eddie isn't particularly known for going up top like this!
Adams: That's the thing though Belinda. To pick up this kind of win. You gotta throw your game plan out the window and keep your opponents guessing.
Simone: This is one way to do it!
With himself perched into the corner for a brief second. Eddie looked down at both men and then proceeded to launch himself down. Coming down into the small space between the two delivering a Double Elbow Drop to both men in the center of the ring. The crowd erupted for the massive move. Eddie rolling himself over to make the cover onto J2H.
ONE!
TWO!
J2H KICKS OUT!
As soon as J2H got his shoulder up. Eddie shoved the Hall of Famer away from him. Leading to him turning to where Raven was lying. Taking the time to hook his leg and going for the cover on him.
ONE!
TWO!
RAVEN KICKS OUT!
Eddie sat there shaking his head for a split second, but he kept his composure. Pushing himself to his feet. Seeing that J2H was using the corner nearest to him to pull himself up in the corner. Eddie had the man lined up as he sprinted towards him. Leaping into the air for a Stinger Spla-No! J2H moved out of the way! Eddie smacked his face right off the metal to the turnbuckle post and stumbled backwards right into the clutches of J2H. The Living Legend leaped up, pulled on his shoulders, and brought Eddie down for a Lungblower!
Adams: Having another man's knees connect with your spine is never a good feeling!
After that violent move. Eddie flopped to the side and landed on his stomach. Almost right away blood could be seen pouring onto the mat. Eddie lifting his head up as the gash on his forehead could be seen from where his head met the metal of the post. J2H wasted no time at all, grabbing a hold of him, and forcing him to roll back over on his back. The Living Legend going for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
KICK OUT FROM EDDIE RIGHT AWAY!
There was a slight soured expression on J2H's face, but he still got to his feet. As soon as he stood up. He stomped right down on the bleeding head of Eddie. Showing nothing but a lack of respect for one of his opponents. It didn't get to go too much further than that before Raven clubbed J2H from behind, knocking the legend to his knees. Raven began to stomp on the limbs of J2H with everything he had.
Each stomp being more brutal than the previous. One of the nasty stomps to J2H's knee caused it to buckle outward. The Legend screaming out at the top of his lungs. Quickly finding himself rolling out of the ring and favoring his knee on the outside. Raven found himself just smirking down at where J2H was lying, seemingly proud of the damage that he had done. All before turning himself back around setting his sights on the bleeding Eddie.
Simone: Raven is like a shark that smells blood in the water right now. That violent side of him is coming out in full effect!
Eddie had no idea that Raven had him in his sights. That blood just poured onto the mat and covered his face. Raven standing there just taunting the man to stand up to his feet. Eddie finds himself reaching out for the ropes and using them to help do just that. Got right up to his feet and then let go. Stumbling himself right into a boot from Raven. That kick forced him to double over briefly. The Last Raven getting himself in position and going for "THE KINGSLAY-NOOOOO!"
Saving himself just in time. Eddie avoided that Double Hammerlock DDT by rolling out. He grabbed a hold of Raven's head in the process and took him down with a Snapmare. Eddie scrambled right back to his feet. Bouncing off the ropes and coming forward driving his knee into the face of Raven for the "MANE KICK" knocking him flat against his back out of that sitting position. Eddie got himself into the cover and made sure to hook one of Raven's legs. Dawn dropping down to count.
Adams: That knee might've rearranged Raven's entire facial structure!
ONE!
Simone: My hats off to Eddie. That's a lot of blood lost. A hell of a nasty gash in his head and he's fighting completely unbothered!
TWO!
Adams: Eddie is by far one of the most resilient superstars we have on our roster. None of this the least bit surprising to me.
TH---
21ST CENTURY SPLASH FROM J2H TO BREAK IT UP!
Simone: J2H came out of nowhere with that signature Frog Splash!
Adams: Couldn't have been better timing for him either. Eddie might've just had Raven's number!
After landing that splash J2H rolled to his feet. He could still be seen favoring that knee of his with a little bit of a limp. He grabbed a hold of Eddie's blood soaked hair. Yanking him off of Raven and dragged him towards the middle of the ring. Lifting him up a little bit at a time. Taking his hands from his hair to his head and neck. Before quickly taking Eddie off his feet as quick as he got him to it with a Swinging Neckbreaker.
He was attempting to go for the cover, but before he had a chance. Raven grabbed a hold of him from behind and started to lift him up. Right away J2H tossed his elbow back catching Raven in the side of the jaw forcing the Raven to back away from him. J2H got himself turned back around and went to rush towards Raven, but the Broken Messiah had it scouted. Catching J2H right in the chin with a Shuffle Side Kick.
That kick was so quick and so forceful. It brought J2H crumbling down to his knees. Raven could see the dazed look in the Living Legend's face. He wasted no time at all to rush in and connect with another strike. This time a Shining Wizard right under the chin of J2H. The Hall of Famers eyes were seen rolling in the back of his head as he fell back. Raven fell right into a cover of his own. All in hopes that it was going to be enough to earn him that win he desperately wanted.
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NOOO!
EDDIE DIVES ONTO RAVEN WITH A HEADBUTT TO BREAK IT UP!
All three men were lying there on the mat for a second. Seemingly trying to get themselves back into the fight. The crowd was starting to put their dislike for certain people aside and cheer them all three on as a whole. Thanks to the efforts that were being put into the match. Eddie was the first one to start getting to his feet.
Simone: I think Christian made the right call with the tournament this year. The format change might be giving us one of the greatest Triple Threats we've ever seen!
Adams: You might be right about that. All three of these men want this. You can see it in every move they connect with. But only one of them can walk away the winner. Only one of them will leave with a future shot at the World Championship.
Simone: It's a shame that two out of the three have to lose with the performance that they are putting on, but that's the nature of the business.
Eddie was on his feet and turned himself around. Only to be punched right in the mouth by J2H. Eddie comes back with a punch of his own. J2H firing back himself. From there the two of them were just trading shots back and forth. One hoping that they would be able to knock the other out. That was until the roar from Raven could be heard. He bum rushed both men and caught them by surprise with a Double Clothesline that took them off their feet.
It got the crowd to start booing him, something that he just seemed to thrive off of. Turning around to see both men were already trying to get up. J2H being the first one, but Raven was there to cut him off with a kick to the gut. Taking J2H's head and tucking it under his arm. Eddie got up himself and was hit with the same fate. A stiff kick to the gut that forced him to double over. Raven tucking his head under his other arm. The smirk on the Broken Messiah's face said it all. He has something in mind.
Adams: What is Alexander thinking here?!
Before he could do whatever it was he had planned. J2H and Eddie both grabbed a hold of each of Raven's legs. As they proceeded to flip the man over them both with a Double Northern Lights Suplex. Raven's back hitting the canvas so harshly he could be seen rolling over and kicking his feet in pain and agony. In unison both J2H and Eddie found themselves kipping up to their feet. Landing at the same time and looking each other in the eyes.
Simone: This is truly a classic look of the Future versus the Past!
Eddie taunted for J2H to take a swing. Sure enough the Living Legend did just that. He took a swing at Eddie, but the Unbreakable One ducked under it. Eddie then catches J2H right on the tip of his jaw with a head butt. J2H went stumbling backwards into the ropes. He hit them and spring back up into a kick to the gut. Eddie lifted J2H up and went for the "LYONS ROAR DD-NO!" It was a close call, but J2H managed to grab Eddie by the wrist and roll out of the finishing move. Yanking Eddie in to catch him by surprise with "KISS THIS!"
Adams: Kiss This! J2H might've just secured the win!
Simone: It has won him many championships in the past!
Adams: And might put him on the path to World Championship number five!
That boot caught up under Eddie's jaw with force. The man stumbled backwards, but instead of hitting the mat. He managed to fall right through the ropes and hit the floor on the outside. J2H seeing it happen almost in slow mo. His face said it all, he wasn't pleased. That was his chance to put it away and Eddie's in-ring awareness came into play to save him. Pure frustration taking over as J2H got up.
He started to storm towards the side of the ring where Eddie had fallen out of the ring. However before he could get there/ Raven reached out and snatched the back of J2H's tights. Yanking him back towards him. Right into his clutches with Raven driving the Living Legend right down on his head with "THE KINGSLAYER" in the middle of the ring. J2H laid there with his eyes closed, it spelled the end for him. Raven hooking both of the legs of J2H. Putting all his weight down on the Hall of Famer.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOO!
J2H KICKS OUT JUST IN TIME!
Simone: Just a millisecond longer and Raven would have just had one of the biggest wins of his career!
Adams: I could only imagine the ego on this man if he was able to pin J2H on his path to becoming the new number one contender and Blast From The Past winner!
Simone: I don't think it would have been a situation where he left any of us live it down. It would be something we kept hearing for weeks and weeks.
Raven was on his knees looking frustrated with J2H's ability to kick out. He grabbed a hold of the Living Legend and started to pull him up to his feet. Spinning J2H around so his back was to him. Raven proceeded to wrap both of his arms around the head and neck of J2H. Locking in "THE CONSPIRACY" almost right away J2H could be seen struggling for air in his lungs. Raven squeezing tighter and tighter by the second. Causing the Living Legend to go weak in his arms.
Dawn was right there to check on J2H and see if he was actually out cold, but about that time. Eddie could be seen sliding into the ring from behind Raven. He grabbed the man by his head. Yanking it back and tucking it under his arm. Using his legs to wrap around Raven's body as he dropped onto his back. Taking both men with him with a secured "PRIDE LOCK" on Raven. Eddie's arms squeezing with all their might on Raven, as Raven kept his own arms wrapped around J2H's head for his submission.
Adams: Who is going to tap out here?!
Simone: J2H looks like he is turning blue in the face thanks to the Conspiracy.
Adams: And the Pride Lock has Alexander struggling to breathe!
Simone: The performance these three are putting on is the stuff legends are made of!
Adams: You damn right about that!
In a last ditch effort, J2H planted his feet against the mat and flipped himself over the top of both men. He had them both in a very awkward pinning position. Dawn's hand started to slap down against the mat.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOO!
RAVEN AND EDDIE BOTH BREAK THE SUBMISSION HOLDS!
J2H free from the lock that was on his throat. He rolled all the way through to get to his feet. His narrowed gaze locked on Eddie who was the first one up of the two. J2H wound up his fist and went for the punch, but it was quickly blocked by Eddie. A toe kick to the gut had J2H bending over with force. Eddie lifts the man up and then drives him down on his head with "LYONS ROAR DDT"! The Living Legend found himself rolling to the corner right after being dropped. That crowd came alive for Eddie.
Simone: Down goes J2H!
Adams: This is the best chance! The biggest threat in the match is down and out. Take advantage of it Eddie!
Simone: Could we really be just seconds away from crowning the Male's Blast From The Past Winner?!
Eddie was quick to get back to his feet. Starting to take a couple of steps towards where J2H had rolled himself too. He didn't get too far as Raven grabbed a hold of him from behind. He was trying to go for that signature submission again. His arms coming around the head of Eddie for "THE CONSPIR-NOOO!" Eddie found a way out as he elbowed Raven right in the ribs and forced the man to back up a little bit. That space is all that Eddie needed.
Right then the Unbreakable One went rushing towards the ropes. He hit them with force and came back towards Raven. Yet, Raven doubled over and went for a Back Body Dr-No! Eddie flipped right over the back of Raven to avoid it. Landing right on his feet as he grabbed Raven and spun him around. No sooner than he spun him around. Eddie grabbed a hold of Raven's head and started punching. Until J2H could be heard shouting causing a brief distraction.
He rushed towards both of them. Leaping straight into the air for "SOLID GOLD" but it was Raven that ducked under the kick. It forced J2H to drill Eddie right in the face. Taking the man off his feet. Raven reacted quickly. Not giving J2H a chance to even get back to his feet. He grabbed a hold of the man by the back of his neck and threw him through the ropes to the floor on the outside. Raven turned right back to the seemingly out cold Eddie and pulled him off the mat hooking him for something big.
Adams: He's going for Raven's Spine!
In just a matter of seconds Raven had Eddie flipped upside down. Hooking both of his arms as he ran towards the middle of the ring and then dropped down to land "RAVEN'S SPINE" on Eddie. His neck being driven into the mat with every bit of power the Broken Messiah could muster up. The crowd almost went completely silent. The sickening feeling of what was about to happen overcoming them. Raven rolled himself in position to make the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOOOOO!
RAVEN IS YANKED OUT OF THE RING...
BY KEVIN CARTER!
Simone: What the hell?! What is Kevin doing here?!
Raven was standing there after being pulled out of the ring. This deranged look in his eyes overcame him. As he tried to charge at the Internet Champion, but that was a mistake. Carter quickly kicked him between the legs for a low blow. As Raven was starting to go down. Carter grabbed a hold of Raven by the head and neck. Rushing across the floor on the outside and throwing Raven into the steel steps. A loud thud could be heard with Raven hitting the steel and then hitting the floor.
Adams: Kevin might've just screwed Alexander out of winning Blast From The Past! Guess, that allianance truly is done.
Simone: We haven't seen any inkling of an alliance since Raven came back, but you have to wonder if Kevin took offense to that or something. Not even a year ago J2H, Kevin, and Raven were the most feared trio!
Adams: It's hard to tell with Kevin. He seemingly takes everything personal! But, I can tell you right now. If he really did just screw Raven. There's going to be hell to pay!
Back inside the ring J2H could be seen crawling back in after being tossed out. Still in the middle of the ring is where Eddie laid. Not moving a muscle the entire time. J2H crawled back in and scurried on over to Raven. Hooking both of the man's legs in hopes that it was going to be enough to get the win. Carter stood right there on the outside glaring at Raven making sure he didn't move. Everyone in the arena hearing Dawn's hands start to collide with the mat.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is the winner of Blast From The Past and the NEW number one contender for the SCW Heavyweight Championship... J2HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Inside the ring J2H was sitting up with a smirk on his lips. Taking a look over to see Carter still standing there hovering over the downed body of Raven. Right then J2H pushed himself to his feet and started to demand that Dawn raise his hand in victory. She gripped a hold of his wrist and lifted it up, being sure to point to him, and as expected the arena full of fans unloaded with negativity.
Simone: J2H is officially a two time Blast From The Past winner!
Adams: And he owes every bit of this second win to Kevin! There is no denying that Alexander was going to win this match before his interference. This makes me sick!
Simone: Based on what we are hearing from the fans right now. You're not the only one that's sick to their stomach. But what can be done about it?
Adams: Not a thing. We're now going to be seeing J2H main event Summer XXXTreme next month. We just have to figure out if it's going to be Alex Jones or HB Carter that he ends up facing.
Simone: That's going to be quite the main event to be looking forward to in the future.
J2H was pulling away from Dawn. Taking a small victory lap around the ring with his arms raised up. Doing whatever he could to get under the fans skin a little more. Only for him to drop down seconds later and roll out of the ring. Finding himself side by side with Carter. The both took one last look at Raven before stepping over his downed body and started to head up the ramp. Cameras then cut away from the ringside area to reveal something else going on.
About that time the camera angle changed to reveal the Second Generation Sensation, Jayden. His hand was on the back of his head as he favored it. Taking notice of the cameras that were there. A slight chuckle overcame him. Taking his hand off his head and giving a small applause.
Jayden: Bravo Vincent. Bravo!
His hands clapped together a few more times.
Jayden: You proved to be what I pegged you to be all along. A cheapshot artist. You cheapshopped me at Blaze of Glory to cost me the chamber. You cheap shot me a few times out there in the ring. And then when it went just how I said it would go. The second I beat you. Your sister cheap shots me from behind with a low blow. Then you cheapshot me by stomping my head into the mat. Bet, the both of you feel real good about yourselves right about now huh?
His words were a little on the sarcastic side. Reaching back up to grab the back of his head that was still throbbing thanks to the stomp. Leaning himself up against the wall.
Jayden: As good as you feel and as good as you are with cheap shots. The one thing you aren't good at is using the goddamn brains you were given. See, this could have been over. That win I got could have put you in your place, made you wake up, and had you heading in a different direction. But instead you want to be a dumbass and want to keep this going. You really want the smoke with me. Well, as you have already found out Vincent. I'm with the shits. I'm about that fucking life. We can run this back.
The Brat found himself nodding his head a little bit. With the crowd begging heard right then with some cheers. Very much behind the young man and seeing a second fight amongst the two.
Jayden: See, the one thing you seem to be forgetting is wherever there is smoke. There is always a fire. And since tonight the little first degree burn you got by me smacking you around wasn't enough to make you learn that you shouldn't play with fire in the first place. You leave me no choice, but to make sure that the next time we see each other. I burn it all to the ground. I leave you with such third degree burns that no one in your family will ever be able to identify your bitch ass again.
Finding the strength to push himself back off the wall. He took a couple of steps forward with those eyes narrowing a little bit. His attention directly focuses on one person.
Jayden: Victoria. The Puppet Master. You made a big mistake leading your brother down this path in the first place. But, you made an even bigger mistake tonight when you decided to put your hands on me. You could consider yourself very lucky that this Christian doesn't believe in equal lefts and rights in the world of professional wrestling. Cause I'd done found you by now and dropped you where you stood. But... don't think for even a single second that what you did out there is going to go unpunished. Oh no.
Shaking his finger from side to side right at the cameras. Keeping that smirk displayed across his lips.
Jayden: I've got something special in mind for you. It's something that you'll be able to share with your brother too. Just got to have myself a chat with someone. Then we'll be in business. But much like you cheap shotted me tonight. Much like you blindsided me when I least expected it. I'm going to do the same to you!
Right then Jayden let a small little wink consume him. Directing it right at those two. Again, the crowd could be heard cheating the man on with everything they had. Jayden started to carry himself back down the hall. From there the cameras cut somewhere else to reveal the next bit of action taking place.
The scene opens on a locker room somewhere in the back. The door is slightly open and we see movement inside. The doctors look Necra over as Ex, and her father sit nearby.
Ex: Is she going to be alright Doc?
Doctor: Yes. She just fainted. I'm sure...
There is a knock at the door, and it seems to open on it's own as we see a young woman with short blond hair dressed in a lab coat, and a rather large man behind her.
Soth: Doctor... What are you going here?
Ex: Rene...
Rene: Ex... Now where is my patient?
Doctor: She's over here, but I...
Rene: I'll be taking over from here.
Doctor: But...
Rene: No buts. She is my patient. I can handle it from here.
The Doctor leaves as Rene looks Necra over.
Rene: How long has she been out?
Ex: A couple of hours.
Soth: What's wrong with her? The other guy said she just fainted...
Rene shakes her head.
Rene: He was right about that, but it's not just from exhaustion... It's the fact that she was possessed by the spirit of Malice... She'll be alright. For now let her rest.
She shuts the door as the scene fades.
Simone: It's time for the first of our two Main Events and this one is going to be the rubber match between two world class Bombshells, it's Kayla Richards vs. Andrea Hernandez IV!
Adams: This all dates back to last year's High Stakes where those two women clashed for the first time, Kayla retained then but a rematch was booked for Inception VI earlier this year which saw Andrea take the title from Kayla! Then they clashed again in the Bombshell Elimination Chamber Match at Blaze of Glory which saw Kayla outlast Mercedes Vargas, Cassie Wolfe, Necra Octavian Kaine, Candy and Andrea to take back the title and with this year's Blast from the Past Winner Frankie Holiday watching from the sidelines? You know this is going to be a barn burner.
Simone: No time to waste, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS THE FIRST OF TONIGHT'S MAIN EVENTS, SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IT IS FOR THE WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP!
"Summertime Sadness" hits the venue's soundwaves. Andrea appears on the stage to some strong cheers from the crowd.
Justin: Introducing the challenger, from Phoenix, Arizona, ANDREA HERNANDEZ!
Andrea acknowledges the crowd and completely focused on the task at hand. She gets up to the ring apron and uses the top rope to slingshot herself into it, acknowledging the crowd even further as she leans against the corner, confidently waiting for what comes next.
Simone: When Andrea returned to SCW there were doubts over whether or not she was a changed woman, she has certainly dispelled those doubts since then!
Adams: She's been on top of the mountain several times before, can she keep it up?
"I will kill your dreams."
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.
Justin: And her opponent, from Norwich, East Anglia, England she is the reigning and defending World Bombshell Champion, "The Dreamkiller" KAYLA RICHARDS!
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.
Simone: Kayla has been a fixture of the Main Event Scene for quite some time now and she looks more focussed than ever now that she's got the World Title back.
Adams: Question is, can she hold onto it?
Drew goes over the rules with both women and once it's clear that they understand the rules he takes the title from Kayla, holds it above his head and calls for the bell.
Simone: And here we go! Kayla vs. Andrea is the Rubber Match!
Adams: I hope Frankie's watching because whoever wins this has a real chance of being her opponent at Summer XXXTreme!
DING DING DING!
Once the bell rings Kayla and Andrea meet nose to nose in the centre of the ring and Kayla already starts talking trash to Andrea's face, Andrea fires back with some trash talk of her own before the start trading blows in the middle of the ring while Drew looks on and the crowd eats it up, Kayla backs Andrea up to the ropes before charging in for a kick but Andrea drops down, pulling the top rope down with her which sends Kayla to the outside! Andrea and Kayla get back to their feet at the same time but Andrea makes the first move, hitting Kayla with a dive through the ropes that she turns into a Tornado DDT!
Simone: Things are off to a flying start already.
Adams: Andrea's high flying vs. Kayla's strong style striking, this is going to be a classic!
Drew restarts his ten count (not that he made it far into the count in the first place) and back on the outside Andrea and Kayla are back on their feet already and trading blows, Kayla scores with a knee lift to Andrea's midsection before going to whip Andrea into the ring steps, however Andrea is one step ahead as she leaps on the ring steps and hits the champion with a moonsault press! Andrea picks up Kayla and rolls her back into the ring before going for the first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla kicks out!
Simone: Andrea just showed why she's one of the premier high flyers in the business.
Adams: While Kayla just showed why she's the champ!
Andrea doesn't let up as she picks up Kayla and tries to keep the momentum in her corner but Kayla catches her challenger with a European Uppercut that spins Andrea around, Kayla then follows that up with a bridging German Suplex for her first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Andrea kicks out! Kayla maintains her grip though, rolling through to hit another German Suplex before rolling through again to score with a Ripcord Lariat! Kayla goes for another pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Andrea kicks out!
Simone: And just like that, Kayla's swung the momentum back in her direction.
Adams: But Andrea isn't staying down for anything!
Kayla gets in Drew's face but the ref makes it clear that his counts were fair both times before Kayla turns her attention back to Andrea who has turned onto her stomach and is trying to get away from Kayla to catch her breath, needless to say? Kayla has no interest in letting that happen as she grabs Andrea's leg, pulls the challenger towards her and locks in an STF on Andrea!
Simone: Now Kayla' slowing down the pace with her submission!
Adams: Which is exactly the opposite of what a high flyer like Andrea wants!
Drew gets into position to check on Andrea but Andrea isn't about to give up the fight just yet as she starts crawling her way over to the ring ropes, Kayla quickly catches on and does what she can to crank up the pressure in the hold but Andrea resists the attempts and reaches the ring ropes, forcing the break! Kayla keeps the hold on for a few more seconds before she lets go and drags Andrea back to the centre of the ring! Once there Kayla flips Andrea onto her back and bends over for another move but Andrea catches her with the Small Package!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla BARELY gets the shoulder up in time!
Simone: Kayla was caught slipping by Andrea and it almost cost her!
Adams: She's still in the fight though!
Both women get to their feet but this time it's Kayla that delivers the first blow, rocking Andrea with a stiff forearm to the chin that sends her challenger rocking back, Andrea fires back with a forearm of her own and the exchange keeps going for a good few minutes! After a while Kayla manages to duck under a forearm, go behind Andrea and go for another German Suplex but Andrea lands on her feet this time around, when the champ turns around she gets turned inside out by a Busaiku Knee to the chin!
Simone: Andrea's a former World Bombshell Champion in her own right and she just showed why!
Adams: I think I saw a couple of Kayla's teeth land in the front row!
Andrea quickly rolls Kayla onto her back and goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla BARELY kicks out in time! Andrea doesn't bother wasting time arguing with Drew though and instead goes for another pin this time hooking both legs!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla STILL kicks out, half a second before Drew would've counted the three! Andrea screams in frustration before she heads straight to the top rope, waiting for Kayla to get back to her feet and when the champ does Andrea goes for a Hurricanrana off the top! However Kayla reverses it into a Sitdown Powerbomb! Kayla holds on for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Andrea kicks out!
Simone: These two women are going to war and neither of them are giving up the fight easily!
Adams: Andrea wants the title back, Kayla doesn't want her second reign to be a one and done affair, they are not letting up!
Both women are exhausted from the long match at this point and it's still unclear as to who will walk out with the gold once the match ends! Andrea is the first to her feet, using the ring ropes to pull herself up and when Kayla follows suit she goes for a Superkick on the champ only for Kayla to duck and hit her challenger with a Brainbuster! Kayla goes for a lax pin but her reasons aren't all that clear!
ONE!
TWO!
And Andrea kicks out! Both women get to their feet but Kayla scores with a pair of forearms to the face before sending Andrea off, Andrea ducks the lariat on the rebound but follows that up with a Springboard Crossbody! However Andrea isn't able to capitalize as she rolls off for a breather and Kayla isn't moving either!
Simone: Whoever gets up first will have a huge advantage!
Adams: And will determine who walks away with the gold I bet: the champion Kayla or the challenger Andrea!
Andrea is the first to stir, rolling onto her stomach at the count of seven, and she crawls over to the champion before laying an arm across the Brit's chest!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla kicks out! But Andrea is determined to end this right here, dragging Kayla to the corner and calling for her main finisher!
Simone: Andrea just called for the Rise of the Phoenix!
Adams: If she hits this? it's all over and we'll have a new champ!
Andrea heads to the top rope and goes for the Phoenix Splash but Kayla rolls out of the way, Andrea rolls to her feet as does Kayla but Kayla uses the opportunity to catch Andrea square in the jaw with her devastating v-trigger finisher, turning Andrea inside out!
Simone: And there's Kayla with the Dreamkiller!
Adams: She might have just sealed the deal, stick a fork in Andrea, she's done!
Kayla goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: HERE'S YOUR WINNER AND STILL WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPION, THE DREAMKILLER KAYLA RICHARDS!
Simone: Kayla retains in one hell of a match!
Adams: If this isn't on the Match of the Year bracket come High Stakes and the Year End Awards? I don't know what will! But now Kayla has Frankie Holiday in her sights!
Kayla celebrates her win while Drew checks on Andrea!
The Accor Arena in Paris is bursting at full capacity, a sea of roaring fans packed into every corner of the venue. The lights dim, bathing the arena in a dramatic glow as the six-sided wrestling ring takes center stage beneath a dazzling array of overhead spotlights. Excitement hangs thick in the air; fans of all ages wave signs and wear replica championship belts, their voices rising in an electric chorus of anticipation. The tension is palpable—every soul in the arena knows they are moments away from witnessing the Main Event: the World Heavyweight Championship match, the pinnacle of the evening.
Standing tall in the middle of the ring is the ever-charismatic ring announcer, Justin Decent, microphone in hand and a grin tugging at the corners of his mouth as he surveys the crowd. With the precision of a grand maestro, he prepares to deliver the night's most anticipated introduction. At that moment, senior referee Jasmine St. John emerges through the ropes. As she takes her place with quiet authority, fans lean forward in their seats, the final pieces now in place. The stage is set, the air crackling with energy—the Main Event is about to begin.
It was at that moment that the video above the stage entrance flashed to life...
Blaze of Glory XIV -
03/30/2025
The Elimination Chamber!
Lyons was stepping through those chamber doors just as security was starting to reach the ringside area. However at that point the damage had already been done. Vincent just smirked as the guards surrounded him and started to escort him back up the ramp. Back inside the ring Carter was standing up as he watched Vincent being forced to leave. Carter turned back around to see Jayden out cold. The kid was a sitting duck. The expression on Carter's face said it all. This wasn't how he wanted it to go, but those were the cards dealt. He found himself kneeling down beside Jayden and made the cover.
Adams: And Carter is just going to take the win?! Are you serious right now?!
Simone: It's not his fault Jason! It's not like he had anything to do with what Vincent just did!
Adams: Well he damn sure didn't try and stop anything that happened!
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: We don't even know how much Carter actually saw! That's such an unfair assessment to make!
Adams: Just like we don't even know if Carter wasn't apart of Vincent's attack! Maybe just maybe the World Championship means that much to him!
Simone: Oh come on now! You know Carter better than that!
Adams: You think you know someone, but this business is a very fickle place!
Simone: You're insane!
THREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!
DING DING DING!
Carter found himself rolling off of Jayden and lying there on the mat. Putting his hands on his head. Clearly still going through so many emotions at that moment. Jasmine was quickly waving for the medical staff to come out from the back to get Jayden some attention.
Justin: Here is your winner and the NEWWWWWWWWWW number one contender to the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. HEEELLLUUUVVVVAAAAA BOOOTTTTOOOOOMMMM CAAAARRRRRTTTTTEEEEERRRR!
Blaze of Glory XIV -
03/30/2025
Alex slams his fist on the mat. He gets to his feet and then backs up into the corner. He waits for Finn to start to get up and as he does he runs in going for the curb. But again, Finn is able to move out of the way and as Alex lands he tweaked his knee. Finn reaches down grabbing Alex by the leg and hit a dragon screw before keeping hold of Alex's leg and snapping right into a kneebar. Alex screams in pain and scrambles to the ropes as fast as he can. Finn reluctantly releases the hold but keeps holding Alex by the lake pulling him into the centre of the ring. He then tries to go for the figure four leg lock. Alex kicks Finn forward and gets to his feet, he gets up but Finn blasts Alex with a superkick
Finn reaches down and pulls Alex up he sets him up for the revelation 6:4 again but as he does he looks over as the referee is distracted by someone. Aaron asphyxia jumps onto the ring apron after running from the backstage area. The referee is dealing with her and Finn turns around to yell at her. But as he turns back around, Alex throws himself forward hitting an uppercut and low blowing Finn. Finn drops to his knees as Alex starts to laugh. Aaron drops off the apron and put her hands up as if she's innocent. The referee turns around not seeing what Alex did. Alex backs into the corner and then runs forward hitting the dragons breath curb stomp! The crowd boo's even louder as Alex makes the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Simone: NEW CHAMPION!
Adams: NO! NOT LIKE THIS! YOU SON OF A BITCH!
Simone: Alex has ended the over 400 day reign of Finn Whelan!
Justin: Here is your winner and NEEEWWWW SCW WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION….ALEX JONES!
"Cancel the king" hits again as Alex is handed the world heavyweight championship. He rolls from the ring and as he stumble at ringside holding the championship Aaron runs over to help him. Alex laughs as Finn looks from the inside of the ring out with anger in his eyes as Alex kisses Aaron and holds up the world championship.
Climax Control -
04/13/2025
Alex Jones: Thing is, now I'm the champion there is a clear direction. We have the blast from the past tournament going on. The winner will get a opportunity at this title. But before that I have to defend the championship against the winner of the elimination chamber. Carter. Carter McKinney….or Carter Kasey. Congratulations Carter. You won the elimination chamber against all odds and now you have to face me. I'm not gonna stand here and say that you don't have a chance against me Carter. Everyone always has a chance. But I already beat you once, and we all know how you end up when you try and go swinging for the king. And I don't play as nice as Finn did.
So when you and I get in this ring for this championship you are going to feel every single little piece of pain that I'm willing to put you through. And in between now and then you need to watch what you say to me and watch what you do. Because I will remember everything and I will take everything out on you. So come try and get this championship. I'll be waiting.
Climax Control -
04/20/2025
Carter points directly at the championship belt slung over Alex's shoulder.
HBCarter: Because you're not going to change. You are who you say you are. I know you're not ashamed or embarrassed that the only reason you even won that title was because of Aaron here. But that's alright. You have your reasons. It just must be exhausting to juggle your inflated ego and your complete lack of integrity. I just hope you make the most of it right now because it'll never be enough to fill that gaping void where your character used to be. So you can stand out here and run me down all you want. Tell the world how for all the effort I'll put in against you, in the end I'll choke. Tell us all how I am the wrestling equivalent of 'always the bridesmaid, never the bride'. Because when all is said and done and we make it to Paris? It's going to make it all the sweeter for you to be left lying on your back, watching me hold that championship and you asking Aaron here, 'what the hell just happened'?
Alex can't help but smile and sigh before stepping closer.
Alex Jones: What happened? Despite what you think of Me Carter, I had respect for Finn Whelan. Finn is someone who help this championship for 400 days and has been a champion elsewhere. Finn is someone I've gone to war with time and time again. That respect that I had for him is the only reason I allowed him to keep his career and I didn't take everything. That respect is why I asked Aaron not to go after Kayla and end her career to. But that respect I have for him? I don't have that for you.
So I want to ask you a question. What length do you think I'm willing to go to to keep this championship? If I don't have the same respect for you that I had for Finn what do you think I'm prepared to do not just to you, but to the people you love. I couldn't go after Kayla myself but I could've had Aaron do it. But what do you think I'm capable of? What do you think I'm prepared to do to your family. How are you going to feel when I take everything from you all because you couldn't just be a good little boy and step in line?
I'm going to end your career and also and the career of your choke artist hus-
Carter slaps the microphone out of Alex's hand as the two get nose to nose and we cut to a commercial.
Climax Control -
04/27/2025
For now Aaron's presence at ringside has gone unnoticed by those in the ring, mostly because both men are slow to get back to their feet and LJ is up first, calling for the Blast from the Past as he runs up the turnbuckle! However as Jasmine's back is turned due to her checking on Alex Aaron hops on the apron and shoves LJ off the top rope, causing LJ to do a backflip and land in the centre of the ring!
Simone: OH COME ON! TURN AROUND JASMINE!
Adams: AARON MAY HAVE JUST HANDED ALEX ANOTHER WIN WHEN SHE INTERFERED AGAINST LJ!
Aaron quickly hides herself under the ring to avoid suspicion while Alex, sensing an opportunity to end this, hits his finishing Curb Stomp on LJ!
Simone: And there we have it! Alex with the Dragon's Breath on LJ but not without controversy!
Adams: Stick a fork in LJ, he's, unfortunately, done!
Alex goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here's your winner, the World Heavyweight Champion, ALEX JONES!
Alex celebrates his win while Jasmine checks on LJ. Alex then hands his World Championship over to the hands of a beaming Aaron, and the champion rolls out of the ring and slowly approaches the time keeper's table.
Adams: Wait, what's Alex doing now?
Alex steps behind the protective barricade and shoves an official from his seat and picks up the man's folding chair…
Simone: Oh no, what is Alex Jones doing???
Adams: I think we're about to see what Alex Jones meant about delivering a message to the loved ones of Helluva Bottom Carter!
Alex slides the steel chair into the ring and pulls himself up onto the apron before stepping back inside. Jasmine begins to protest, warning Alex Jones off but Aaron grabs the official to distract her, causing the two women to begin to argue vehemently!
Simone: Someone STOP him!
Alex picks the chair back up and he stalks the still downed LJ Kasey like an animal stalking prey! Alex licks his lips with a sick, sadistic smile - savoring what he';s about to do when the crowd starts to stand and look toward the back, and the cheers begin!
Simone: What… someone is coming!
Adams: It's Carter!
Alex's challenger for Into the Void IX - Helluva Bottom Carter - races to ringside! Alex brings the chair up as Carter slides inside of the ring and Carter grabs the chair, pulling it from out of his hands! A surprised Alex spins around and Carter drives the chair into Alex's stomach, doubling him over!
Simone: Carter just saved his brother-in-law!
Carter then wields the chair overhead and delivers a hard crack across Alex Jones's back!
Adams: Alright!
Alex staggers forward against the ropes, his back arched and his face contorted in agony! Carter is about to swing again when Aaron comes up from behind and swings an uppercut right between his legs! The crowd boos!
Simone: Oh come ON!
Carter doubles over, dropping the chair to the mat and he clutches himself in agony! This leaves him in prime position for Alex to come running up, jumping and delivering a curb stomp to his challenger, driving him down face-first into the chair!
Simone: This is absolutely ridiculous! Carter may have saved LJ but Aaron just helped Alex deliver the final blow!
Climax Control -
05/11/2025
Alex Jones: I will do whatever it takes to win. I will cheat, I will lie, I will deceive everyone and I will do everything that I can to keep this championship. Carter doesn't have that in him. He doesn't have everything that I have. He isn't half the professional wrestler but Finn is. And he fell to me. I've already beaten Carter once. and he thinks he can take this from Me? He thinks he can be a world champion? No. And I'm not going to stop going after him and going after his family. LJ was the first but he won't be the last and I warned you Carter I warned you exactly what was going to happen and you simply did not lis-
The crowd cheers as Carter seems to come out of nowhere. He slammed into Alex with a forearm and as the champion goes down he grabs the top rope and starts to stomp Alex over and over again. Clearly angry about what happened. The crowd starts going nuts as Carter throws hard rights and left hitting Alex on the side of the head. Alex tries to get to his feet but Carter runs up and hits a vicious Enzuguri taking Alex down.
Adams: Oh my god! Carter is going to town on Alex. I have never seen him like this!
Simone: Alex threatened Carter's family and he went after LJ and you have to think if left unchecked Alex was going to go after Miles next!
Adams: Hes had enough and I don't blame him!
Alex starts to pull himself up but Carter runs to one of the corners of the six sided ring. He gets onto the top rope and causes for the fruitfly. But before he can jump off Alex slides from the ring and starts to back up the ramp clutching the SCW heavyweight championship to his chest as Carter drops down from the top rope into the ring staring at the champion!
Simone: Alex was able to avoid getting hit with the fruitfly.
Adams: He's running! He's running from Carter because he knows that he has crossed a line!
Simone: I don't think I've ever seen Carter like this before!
Adams: Yeah, I think everything Alex Jones has been doing and saying has had a serious effect on Carter!
HBCarter: If anyone should have that belt around their waist, it should be Aaron! After all, she did all the work! If anything, you've become the wrestling equivalent to a participation trophy! The only thing more faded than your wrestling career is your ability to make a half-asses comeback that people will be talking about for years to come! Do you honestly think that AFTER I take your title in Paris, that anyone is going to give two shits about you!?
Carter shakes his head.
HBCarter: You're going to be nothing more than a footnote in the history books that nobody is going to waste time reading! You're like the background noise of a bad movie, Alex! Forgettable, annoying, and when all is said and done? Nobody is going to miss you when the credits roll!
Carter throws the mic down to the mat and just stands there, basking in the cheers of the fans as he and Alex's eyes burn into one another's as the camera closes out.
As the video footage fades to black, the final moments linger—a close-up of triumphant faces, the roar of the crowd echoing into silence. The screen dissolves into a swirl of light before cutting back to a sweeping shot of the Accor Arena. The camera glides above the sea of spectators, capturing the electric atmosphere as the lights pulse and the anticipation builds once more. The energy in the arena is palpable, the crowd buzzing, ready for what's next.
5 Seconds of Summer's hit "No Shame" erupts over the sound system and the crowd turns to the stage where Helluva Bottom Carter dances out onto the stage amidst the cheers of the SCW Universe! Clad in his favorite Ostrich jacket and sparkling lavender shades over his eyes, Carter bows and sweeps at the waist, blowing a kiss.
Carter runs toward the ring, slapping hands offered out to him all around the ringside area. He then hops up onto the ring apron in a split and slides beneath the bottom rope. He crawls seductively on all fours until he arrives in his corner. He pulls himself up and removes his shades and jacket, passing them out to the ringside attendant before laying across the top corner, awaiting his opponent.
Tommy Vext's "Cancel the King" hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out - woth a beeming Aaron Asphyxia at his side - Alex wearing a black and red "Wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. Aaron Asphyxia takes his arm and they makes their way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron. Alex holds the ropes for Aaron to enter the ring first, before he steps through. Aaron again takes his arm and the pair parade around the ring, soaking in the boos and jeers of the Paris fans!
Finally, Alex and Aaron take their place opposite of where Justin Decent stands as the announcements are set to begin.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the MAIN EVENT of Into the Void IX! It is scheduled for one fall - and - it is for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Introducing first - the challenger! From Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds -- Helluva Bottom Carter!
The arena erupts with deafening cheers as the crowd rallies behind the challenger, their voices echoing through the rafters like a battle cry. With a fire in his eyes and fists clenched at his sides, Carter stands tall, locking eyes with the champion in a moment thick with tension. Flashbulbs light up the scene as Carter takes a single step forward, unflinching, unwavering, ready to prove that this was his moment.
Justin: And his opponent! Accompanied by Aaron Asphyxia!
The crowd boos and she just waves them off.
Justin: From Dallas, Texas, weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds! He is the reigning and defending World Heavyweight Champion! ALEX JONES!!!
The arena erupted into a deafening chorus of boos directed at the World Champion Alex Jones and the enigmatic Aaron Asphyxia. The jeers grew louder as the couple soaked in the hostile energy, basking in the disdain like it was fuel. Fans hurled insults and waved protest signs, their outrage palpable as Alex arrogantly raised the championship high above his head. Aaron blew a mocking kiss toward the crowd, her smile icy and unbothered. Simone: This is it. This is the match that we have waikted all night for! In just mere moments, Carter Kasey-McKinney will compete in the biggest match of his SCW career! Adams: This goes beyond even the first-ever Elimination Chamber, Bel! This is for the World Heavyweight Championship! Simone: And make no mistake; Alex Jones will not make this easy by any means. He is a veteran wrestler and is a three-time World Heavyweight Champion. Adams: And he's going to do everything it takes to hold onto that gold! Alex Jones almost reluctantly hands the World title belt over to Jasmine St. John who approaches Carter to showcase the title to him. Carter slaps his hand onto the central plate "for luck" before the official takes her spot at the center of the ring. Jasmine hoists the title belt up high, showing it off to all four corners of the Accor Arena - and the site nis greeted ceremoniously by cheers! Simone: That is what it's all about! That is what is at stake here tonight! Adams: The World Heavyweight title! Let's GO! Jasmine passes the belt out to the timekeepers before resuming her place inside of the ring and she calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
And the very moment the bell sounded, Carter surprises the champion with a dropkick from out of nowhere, felling him!
Adams: Whoa! Fast start by Carter!
And Carter is not wasting any time as he pounces on the surprised champion, throwing closed fists right down into his head as Jasmine tries to get him off! Alex kicks and struggles but finally knocks Carter off of him! Alex rolls through and jumps to his feet, moving right at his challenger but Carter catches him with a drop toehold, causing Alex to face plant right into the mat! Alex gets to his hands and knees, checking his mouth for possible blood and Carter comes dashing off of the ropes and hits a low dropkick to the champion, sending him tumbling over and against the ropes! Alex seeks a break but Carter is right there, throwing more closed fist blows into Alex as Jasmine is adamant to get him separated from Alex!
Adams: Have you ever seen Carter act like this with ANY opponent!?
Simone: No I have not which just goes to show how much Alex has gotten into his head!
Carter has driven Alex down against the ropes with nowhere to go and Jasmine finally starts counting!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
But rather than disqualify anyone early, Jasmine literally forces herself between both champion and challenger to pry them apart! Carter is forced back several steps under the reprimand of the referee while Alex takes this moment to quickly duck outside of the ring for a time out - Aaron hurrying over to him to check on him!
Adams: Do you think Alex is starting to regret trying to get under Carter's skin?
Simone: I think what Alex Jones is doing is biding his time until he can make his move. That is the Hallmark of both a veteran as well as a champion.
Jasmine is ordering Aaron away from Alex and telling the champion to return to the ring - both orders which are ignored. Carter starts to go past the referee to go out after Alex but Jasmine sees him and quickly intervenes, forcing him back. Jasmine turns back to start a count against Alex Jones...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
But no! Carter had the momentum and was not going to allow Alex to get away so easily. The challenger races into the ropes and aims for a baseball slide but Aaron shoves Alex out of the way, saving him! Carter lands on his feet and argues with the Bombshell but she taunts him until he turns around and Alex doubles him over with a boot to the stomach.
Simone: Well so far Aaron Asphyxia is performing her duties at ringside perfectly.
Jasmine again orders Aaron away and this time she complies, now that Alex is in control. The champion throws a forearm into Carter's head, sending the young man staggering around almost full circle. Alex then grabs him by his hair and slams his head onto the ring apron. Alex looks into the camera with an arrogant smirk, calling out "SO EASY!" before resuming his working Carter over on the outside. Jasmine is again counting...
ONE!
TWO!
Alex grabs Carter and goes to drive him from behind into the steel ring post but Carter pivots around and shoves Alex into the unforgiving steel instead!
THREE!
FOUR!
Alex's head and body bounces off the post and he falls to the floor, dazed!
FIVE!
SIX!
Carter climbs up onto the apron and backs up the near corner until he is perched on the middle turnbuckle on the outside. Alex is finally back on his feet and he turns around and Carter leaps off the corner and wipes Alex out with a cannonball to the floor!
Adams: Wow! Carter has gone high risk already!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Carter peels Alex off of the floor and rolls him back inside, then follows, breaking the count. But Alex right away rolls right back to the outside before Carter can do anything.
Simone: Oh come on now!
Carter wastes no time, ducking through the ropes and confronting Alex on the outside. Carter makes a move to grab the champion but the wily veteran grabs Carter suddenly by the shorts and shirt and whips him down into the steel steps - Carter's body crashing heavily against them! Carter rolls around on the outside, holding his upper body in pain while Alex sits there, smiling.
Simone: And this is that exact moment that Alex has been waiting for.
Alex gets to his feet and walks casually along the ringside floor before turning around to watch as Carter rolls over to his hands and knees. Alex then gets a running start and baseball slides right into Carter's head. knocking him hard against the steps again!
Adams: Did you hear that crash!? Carter's head just bounced off the steps!
Simone: And over the course of the last few weeks, Carter has suffered a number of head injuries already.
Adams: That's right! Alex Jones might have a bad back but now Carter's head has a bulls eye on it.
Alex again grabs Carter to drag him upright - and Carter starts to try and fend Alex off but he's too dazed and Alex slaps on a front face lock and hits a snap suplex on the outside of the ring! By now, Jasmine's count against both men has progressed...
FOUR!
FIVE!
Alex gets to his feet and rolls back inside of the ring, soaking up the jeers of the SCW fans in Paris while the count against Carter continues!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Carter grabs blindly at the ring apron to try and drag himself upright!
EIGHT!
NINE!
And Carter manages to roll back inside of the ring, just BARELY avoiding being counted out! Alex looks annoyed and he starts to stomp down onto the prone body of his challenger before grabbing him and dragging him back to his feet in the corner. Alex drives one shoulder after another into Carter's midsection, driving the air out of him, before driving a back elbow into his head. Alex then turns around and delivers a sharp hook kick to the side of his head!
Simone: What a shot! Alex Jones is proving just how versatile he is inside of that ring with that martial arts kick!
Carter staggers out of the corner in a daze, and Alex slaps on a snap DDT!
Adams: ANOTHER blow to the head!
Alex with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Carter kicks out!
Simone: No, not yet! I believe it is far too early to get a win in this contest!
Adams: That doesn't mean Alex isn't going to try anyway.
Alex immediately starts to wear Carter down further, trapping him in a rear chin lock while on the mat. Alex twists and wrenches the hold in tightly, not giving his younger competitor any leave. Carter starts to struggle against the hold. He turns inside and manages force his way back to his feet, when a handful of hair drags him right back down to the mat! Alex maintains the hold but this time he adds a tight body scissors behind it for added leverage. Jasmine is right there, asking Alex if he pulled Carter's hair to which Alex shakes his head "no"!
Adams: Alex Jones wouldn't know the truth if it bit him in the arse!
The crowd is shouting that he did indeed pull the hair but Aaron is attempting crowd control on the outside, screeching for them to "SHUT UP!" Inside the ring, Carter is fighting the hold again, trying to pry Alex's fingers apart! Carter whips an elbow back into Alex's ribs, eventually knocking him hands loose but the champion still has the advantage with the body scissors. Carter rocks back and forth until he is able to turn himself around inside of the hold. He then powers his way back to his feet, Alex now dangling upside down. Carter reaches down and grabs two handfuls of the champion's hair and lifts him UP!
Simone: Oh my...!
Carter then starts to spin around and around on his feet, holding Alex by the hair with the scissors still on! Until finally Carter lets go and Alex is sent hurdling in a tailspin to the mat! The move does Carter no good either - considering the blows to the head - and before he can follow through, Alex is back on his feet and he charges in, bulldozing Carter down and into the ropes! Alex then chokes him relentlessly against the top rope! Jasmine counts!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Alex releases him, but just long enough to dash off the far side of the ring and jump for an Axe Kick, but Carter moves and Alex ends up hanging himself on the top rope!
Adams: OHHH!
Simone: There went any post-match plans for Aaron!
Alex's eyes are almost as wide as his mouth! Carter then grabs the ropes and he starts to shake them, bouncing Alex up and down until the champion is flung off! Carter goes right after him and buries a left fist into Alex's midsection and then a right! Alex shoves him back and now the champion swings for a left handed blow but Carter ducks! Alex swings for a right but Carter ducks again and the momentum spins the champion around! Carter picks him up as if for an atomic drop but instead just dumps him right on his tailbone!
Simone: Oh my GAWD!
Adams: Somewhere in Paris, a donut pillow salesman is about to become rich!
Aaron's hands are over her mouth as Alex slowly stands up bowl-legged, but before he can gain a footing, Carter comes off the ropes with a spear! And AGAIN Carter is raining down blows on the champion! Alex throws him off and tries to get to the ropes but Carter drags him right back into the center of the ring! Alex fights him off but Carter gets him to his feet and goes for an Irish whip but Alex reverses it! Alex scoops Carter up for a pendulum back breaker but Carter flips out, lands on his feet behind the champion and hits a back stabber!
Adams: His back! Alex's bad back!
Simone: Now we're talking targets!
Alex starts to roll toward the ropes and Aaron grabs him by the hands to help pull him to the relative safety of the outside!
Simone: Hey hey hey! Jasmine, get her away!
But Carter grabs Alex by the boots and he pulls the other way! The World Champion is a wishbone between his woman and his challenger and Carter is winning! Step by step, Carter drags Alex back and Aaron is slowly dragged inside of the ring! Aaron jumps to her feet and shrieks at both Jasmine as well as Carter! Jasmine orders her from the ring and Aaron immediately starts arguing with her, the Bombshell and referee nose to nose! Carter is shouting for her to leave when the distraction does its work - as Alex creeps up behind Carter and swings an uppercut right between his legs!
Simone: NO!
But Alex's eyes widen in shock as he looks up - the referee having turned and seen it!
Adams: Jasmine saw him! Jasmine saw the low blow!
Aaron quickly ducks out as Alex's arm is still between Carter's legs as the challenger slowly falls over! Alex stands, hands out as Jasmine confronts him! Alex then slowly starts to smile...
Adams: That was grounds for a disqualification! It can't end like this!
Simone: Look at Alex! He is practically DARING her to disqualify him so he can retain his title!
Adams: Don't, please don't!
Jasmine stares at the champion, but slowly shakes her head and wags a finger at him! The crowd cheers as Alex stares at her in stark surprise! She is REFUSING to allow him to retain his title by DQ! Alex is FUMING! He turns and watched as Carter rolls over, trying to recover from the agonizing blow! But this has set him right up for the Curb Stomp!
Simone: Dragon's Breath! It's all over!
Alex covers Carter and hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-NO! Carter's foot is on the bottom rope!
Adams: Carter is still in this and Alex Jones can not believe it!
Indeed Alex is just STARING with wide eyes at Carter's boot on the ropes! Then the champ's face slowly darkens red and he is PISSED! Alex starts hammering away at the challenger's head, one fist right after the other! Jasmine has to count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And Alex stops, only to wrap both hands around his throat, choking the life out of him!
Adams: Alex has snapped! Alex Jones has come unglued!
The force of the choke has Carter hanging halfway through the ropes as Jasmine again gets between the two men and forces Alex back! Jasmine reprimands him but this gives Aaron the chance to strike, choking Carter from the outside!
Simone: Turn around, Jasmine!
But by the time the referee does so, Aaron is halfway around the ring, feigning innocence. Alex drags Carter up and lifts him into a foreman's carry, walking over and depositing him onto the top of the corner! Alex then climbs up, going for a possible superplex but Carter knows it and he starts trying to fight Alex off! The two men are now trading blows to one another's faces on top of the corner! A fist from Carter almost sends Alex toppling back but he hangs on! Alex then punches Carter, almost sending him tumbling from the corner and to the outside but Carter hangs on! Alex then gouges Carter's eyes! Carter responds by grabbing Alex by the hair and biting him on the bridge of the nose!
Adams: THAT'S what Alex Jones has driven Carter to!
Alex YELLS in pain as Carter chomps down! Carter finally lets go and grabs Alex by the head and slams his face down into the turnbuckle! FINALLY Alex falls back and hits the mat! Carter slowly starts to stand!
Adams: Uh oh! UHHH OHHH! You KNOW what Carter is going for!
Carter waits from the top of his perch as the World Champion struggles to rise back to a vertical base! Alex does so slowly and Carter leaps - and hits the Eclipse!
Simone: Fruit Fly!
Carter with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-KICK OUT!!
Adams: HOW!?
Simone: Alex Jones kicked out of the Fruit Fly!
Carter is sitting up, in a state of shock! He stares at the referee, Jasmine holding up only two fingers! Aaron looks extremely relieved as Carter runs his hands down his face!
Simone: Carter does not know what to do to defeat Alex Jones!
Adams: Do NOT start doubting yourself!
Carter stands up and he is pleading with Jasmine but she is adamant that it was only a count of two!
Simone: Wait a minute! What is Aaron doing!?
Aaron has snatched the World title belt from the timekeepers table and she has slid it inside of the ring and right into Alex's hands!
Adams: No... nononono!
Aaron then races around the ring and jumps up onto the apron, further distracting Jasmine! Carter turns away from the chaos of the official and Bombshell arguing! He walks up to his huddled over opponent when Alex wheels around and CLOBBERS Carter with the championship belt! Carter goes down like he was shot!
Simone: AGAIN Aaron with the assist and this time!
Adams: DAMMIT!!!
Alex throws the belt from the ring and covers Carter! Aaron drops down to the floor, her work done! Jasmine turns and sees the pin fall and jumps to make the count!
ONE!
Simone: Not like this!
TWO!
Adams: Please no!
THR-CARTER GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!
Adams: Carter's still in this! Carter is still in this!!!
Simone: And Alex Jones can not believe it!!
Alex stares down at Carter with wide eyed horror! He then starts pounding the mat in a fury with his fists! The champion jumps to his feet and is right in Jasmine's face, arguing with her about the count as a hurt and groggy Carter slowly rolls over and through the ropes until he collapses to the ringside floor in a heap! Seeing this, Aaron power walks around the ring to do some further damage to help her man when someone jumps over the rail!
Simone: Who... what...!?
Adams: IT'S ARIANA ANGELOS!! Carter's best friend!
The former SCW Bombshell hops the guardrail and plows right into Aaron, tackling her to the floor! The two women are throwing down, rolling around on the floor in an impromptu brawl! They fight their way to their feet and Alex turns and sees what is happening on the outside of the ring as Carter tries to drag himself up! Ariana and Aaron throw lefts and rights at each others heads and bodies, falling back against the barricade and almost to the floor again when ringside security swarms the area and separates the two! Even the burly guards have a tough time to pry the two women apart and keep them away from each other!
Simone: Well all I can say is thank god for Carter's best friend! She had seen enough and stopped Aaron from inflicting any further damage to her bestie!
Alex is in a state of disbelief at the appearance of Ariana, leaning over the ropes and shouting out at the security and Ariana both!
Adams: Wait - look at Carter!
Simone: He's back up top!
Carter has fought his way back to the top with Alex distracted! Alex finally turns back around and Carter LEAPS!
Simone: A SECOND fruit Fly!
Carter jackknifes Alex for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Adams: He did it! Carter did it!!
Simone: Carter is the champion!
Carter shouts in absolute awe, the tears already in his eyes!
Justin: Here is your winner! And NEEWWWWW World Heavyweight Champion!!!! HELLUVA BOTTOM CARTER!!!!
Alex rolls out of the ring, met by a distraught Aaron! An attendant grabs the World title belt from the floor and presents it to Jasmine who passes it to the hands of the new champion!
Simone: He's been presented with the belt!
Adams: And there's Miles!
Miles Kasey - Carter's husband - practically flies into the ring and sweeps his husband up into his arms and spins around, hugging him! The crowd in Paris cheers as Alex is sitting back against the guardrail, glaring inside of the ring, unable to fathom he has lost!
Adams: Can you believe it!? After all the taunts, all the insults, Carter proved all of his critics wrong!
Simone: So many people - Alex the loudest of all - accused Carter of being a choke artist when it mattered but look right there!
Miles lets Carter go - only to hoist him up onto his shoulders as Carter holds the World title up high, much to the fans delight!
Simone: That right there - is the NEW World Heavyweight Champion!
The crowd roars with deafening intensity, still reeling from the shocking finale that has just unfolded! After an epic battle that pushed both competitors to their absolute limits, Helluva Bottom Carter stands tall - bruised, exhausted, but triumphant! Miles finally lowers Carter back down to the mat and envelopes him once again in his arms, delivering a smoldering kiss to celebrate! Fireworks rain down from the rafters as Carter falls to his knees in the center of the ring, clutching the title to his chest, overwhelmed by emotion. The new World Champion soaks in the ovation, a defiant grin on his face as he climbs the ropes and holds the belt high above his head. Into the Void IX ends not with silence, but with a statement: a new era had begun!