“If you know the enemy and know yourself you need not fear the results of a hundred battles.”
- Sun Tzu -

                                          Laying the Cards on the Table




The old adage of ‘what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas’ couldn’t ring more true as SCW booked a dream match between Nox and Tommy Crimson last show with Nox losing that match. It seems to be a small trend as the better guys just seem to get the better of him.  Does that mean he will give up? Does it mean he will crumble? He’s never one been one to call it quits unless there’s just no means to an end. While he has lost, he has a chance to redeem himself. The scene opens up with Nox in regular street clothes as he is at a casino in Las Vegas, Nevada. His chin resting in his left hand while he eyes his other two opponents who deeply in his mind are the two men to beat him thus far since returning to SCW, Fenris & Tommy. He eyes their hands as their shaking. Though these men aren’t really Tommy or Fenris. He’s just going to view them as such for this game of cards, Poker if you will. Holli is with him in her red dress, man does she look fine.

The man in black from head to toe with sunglasses…plays his hand revealing an Ace of Diamonds, Ace of Spades, Queen of Spades, Two of Diamonds, Eight of Spades.

Nox nods to man acknowledging the man’s skill as he quickly turns to his left to see a man dressed in Crimson. Nox chuckles as the man in Crimson speaks.

“Care to make this next hand interesting?”

Nox keeping his expression neutral nods.

The Man in Crimson:
“IF I win with this hand, I get her for the night.”

Holli’s jaw drops as you can see pure fury in her eyes as if she’s ready to tear him apart. Nox puts his hand on her shoulder and smiles.

Nox: “Babe I got this.”

He turns back to the man as he nods as the man lays down his hand. You can see Holli have a bead of sweat start to drip from her forehead.
The man’s hand was two queen of hearts, eight of spades, eight of hearts and a three of spades.

“So what’s you got there boy? Anything worth showing?”

The man chuckles as he waits for Nox to make a move, Nox just smiles and with a careful grin he says

“What indeed…”

Nox reveals his hand in being a three of a kind representing the Jack of Spades, Jack of Hearts, Jack of Diamonds, Five of Spades, Two of Hearts. Holli smiles as the man’s jaw drops

“I see.  I apologize…so what do you wish to win in this ante up of sorts.”

Politely taking her leave, Holli gives Nox a kiss on the cheek. Nox gets up from his chair comes over to the man. They meet eye to eye.

“Well I…”

The man turns to leave when Nox turns him around and superkicks him directly in the teeth busting out two of his teeth. Chuckling, Nox leaves to head to go collect his prize money. After that he heads to find his woman as he heads to the elevator. He finds her at the elevator as she seems to be watching a video on her phone. Nox peaks over her shoulder seeing it’s headlined the main event Jon Dough takes on Equinox for the SCW Roulette Title.

“It appears the tables have turned for yours truly.”
Holli peaks up from her phone and smiles as Nox wraps her in his arms. Holli smiles slightly

“Can’t complain because I am truly happy for you love.  Still got that bad feeling, though about this match.”

Holli waits him to obviously respond

“Is it because my match though it may be for the title may be any match they can whip up? Or because I could lose to Jon?”

Holli shrugs as Nox squeezes her tightly

“No… I have a plan for that, I promise love. Remember last time I held that it took three men to beat me.  Though that happened SCW is in a new light and I promise you that I will overcome.”
Nox smiles his grandly smile trying to make her feel better. She sticks her tongue out at him as he smiles.

“Holli, babe look I know you are worried with all these matches I have had. But it’s not just for me or the kids. It’s for you and our little family combined. I enjoy performing for the world. But even more so if it means I can leave behind a bunch of good memories. You know I can beat him.”

She nods as he continues to talks

“It’s us versus the world, and I don’t like the world’s chances because I promised you I’d go to every company I wanted to make a difference in and become champion before this year is up. SCW has just given me a platform to accomplish this.  Only this time it’s not going be me losing the title because a douchebag turncoat turns on me. What’s certain is Jon and I have never fought before. I intend to make him and the world to take notice.”

“I love it when you talk like that babe, all confident and stuff. It’s how my man should be.

Scene closes as the elevator opens up and the couple get in to go rest and other things of that nature.









                                                    Realizing what’s to come

The morning after finds Nox is dressed a bit more casual in a white dress shirt and casual dress pants, staring out in his hotel room over the sea of cars and tiny people.  He wastes neither time nor words, the camcorder is directed right at him as he starts addressing his opponent the man they call Jon Dough...

“Last time I was on a SCW show I faced off in losing effort against Tommy Crimson, we had a great match but alas I lost.  But it’s a new week and a new show and wouldn’t you know it there’s a main event star packed if you will. Jon Dough who beat Caleb Storms for the Roulette Title after losing it to him is now a two time champion…congrats Jon. You made a bold claim you would be champion again and well here you are champion again. As for myself I use to be a champion in that very same division you are champion of. I had so much fun being the Roulette Champion because I always knew no matter who my opponent was I’d be in for a fight.  Up until Kris Ryan, me and Goth held the tie for the longest reign in that title’s history.”

He closes his eyes and reflects upon winning the title in that three way with Jericho and former champion Kain

“I remember holding that championship like it was yesterday. Due to my departure for a few years I saw people hold that belt and some toss it around like it was candy. I’m sure if you asked former champions they’d agree and have the same mindset. This time will be different I assure you as I am going to address the entire roster.  You guys can throw everything at me, throw even the devil himself at me and I will still stand above the flames. I am here for the long haul.  I refuse to compromise the truth to spare someone else’s feelings from getting hurt because this time I have goals. IT starts with a title I helped make famous.  That championship I have longed to hold since losing it, because losing it left a sour taste in my mouth to say the least. It did however take two people and my own tag partner to beat me for it. And anyone looking to take it from me risks destruction, plain and simple.  Because if you didn’t know I am going to tell you now, spoilers alert I will stop at nothing to reclaim what I want in this main event.”
Nox takes a short breath, he glad he got that off his chest

“Now… what I’m about to say, Jon Dough?  I’ve never faced him before and like me he’s simply a riddle. A riddle some might have trouble cracking but I crack it.”

Nox returns his blank stare to the camera.  It is not quite a glare, but there is something cold in his eyes as if this time around would be different

“You won’t be leaving Sin City Wrestling with the Roulette Championship, Jon I will tell you this now.  Whether you like that or not isn’t up to them because I am coming to reclaim what I aim to seek. This isn’t a feud or some sort of heat between us because Jon I’ve seen your matches and the way you cut promos, I respect your style.  I’ve seen your work and there’s a ton of fight packed into that heart of yours. You have proven yourself over the years to SCW. That impresses me without question and due to twat’s like Calvin Harris that’s not something anyone can easily do. But I will tell you now. I can outwrestle you. I can outfly you. I can even outpace you. It will take everything you have to beat me.”

Nox strokes his chin thoughtfully… then laughs a little with a shrug.

“You’re going to wear yourself out trying to keep up with me.  The entire time you do that I am going to study you and learn what you are about. For the roulette championship, anything can and will happen. For your sake, pray that I’m not feeling creative because I love getting creative. Don’t believe me watch the matches I have competed in thus far in my career.”

Nox chuckles

“Thing is?  It doesn’t stop there with being creative. I love to risk it all and become bloody again. I don’t know what it is for me about risking my career for the sake of a good show. Maybe it’s the adrenaline. Maybe it’s a deathwish. Maybe I just enjoy knowing that I may never get up from what I am about to do.  I told you guys before it’s been Nox vs the Word in 2018 and so far it’s lived up to this point.”

He smirks

“That’s just the way I like it.”

He chuckles before continuing

“There is no element of surprise coming from you as far as I am concerned. Jon you are a tremendous competitor rest assured but simply put. You are in my way of my goals here in SCW and in the world of professional wrestling. Word of advice, don’t underestimate me. Don’t delude yourselves into thinking that I won’t be prepared because I will be.  Chances are you will get the upper hand in this match at first but that will come back to bite you.  IF by some luck you beat me in Dollywood congrats. I’ll just get back up and try again if that so happens.”

Nox pauses

“Just as I’ll fight for it as I would fight for my life, you had better be prepared to offer the same in this fight.  If that means I have to risk my life, I’ll risk it all again and again. There is nothing I won’t do.”

It gets to the point where he actually laughs somewhat maniacally.  Once that dies down, he clears his throat and runs a hand through his hair, smoothing it out a bit.  Those eyes still twinkle with amusement, though.

“You don’t get to look surprised when I win and I gave you fair warning and you sure as hell don’t get to call me on fighting like it was my last breath.  You were warned when I told you how serious I am about making that title worth something.”

The camera follows as Nox turns around,  staring into the camera for a moment

“How much are you willing to risk to stay the SCW Roulette champion?  I will keep saying until I can no longer breath. I am willing to do everything to win that championship at all costs. I’m that monster you see in your sleep. Because in truth against me you have no chance. You’ll lose blood, mobility… perhaps even years off your career.  Not because I’m an evil, violent, vindictive bastard, but because I’m a fierce, prideful, determined bastard tonight in Dollywood.  There’s a difference, I assure you.”

Holding the belt up one last time, Nox peers over the shades at the camera.

“Make your choice.  I’ve already made mine.  Get in my way at SCW and what do you think will happen?

He chuckles

“You will be defeated, welcome to wayward dreams.”

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Scene One: Focusing on a new kind of style
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Setting is in St.Louis Missouri, Nox is seen in his home town at the local gym in the ring sparring with his trainer Joe Montana. He can be seen practicing his kicks at Joe’s legs then transitioning into his hands. Joe keeps blocking them as he is suppose to as the camera’s are rolling in the back ground as his girlfriend Holli is got the camcorder filming. Nox shots for the legs taking Joe out off the ground and down. Then transitioning into an armbar wrenching back as Joe taps. Another person he trains with jumps into the ring and charges at Nox. Nox sidesteps him and knees the man in the face. The man doubles over at Nox lifts him up and powerbombs him to the mat. From there Nox rolls the opponent onto his knees and knees him in the face. Nox smiles proudly. It’s a move he’s been working on for Jay.

For the most part Nox, because of the schedule he has being all over the world has to continuously train. He is banged up and sore that’s for sure but nothing will stop him from giving it his all. A lot has happened since Jay’s passing. He’s wrestled numerous matches all over the world. So his focus on SCW hasn’t changed nor dampened. He & Keira Fisher-Johnson overcame Ben Jordon & Brittany Williams. The end result wasn’t how he would have liked but it is what it is.

He’s not forgotten the match with Fenris & Courtney Pierce who are his next round opponents.  Nox has been through a lot of places lately. Just because he’s been worldwide lately doesn’t mean SCW isn’t on his mind. He gets out the ring and gets a towel to dry off his face. Looking into the camcorder that’s directed at him, he chuckles.

“It’s been a good while since I have been home to train. It’s actually quite nice to train with one of my personal trainers and his son. It’s nice to be Home to the friends and family I’ve known for years in this state I love so much. Growing up here I never dreamed I’d be stepping out of plane in front of my home town a world traveled wrestler.”

In the back of his mind he could feel himself retrace how the match went for him & Keira. He chuckled

“I see you guys found whom I will be facing at SCW. I’ve never fought Fenris before. I’ve seen what he can do. But as the saying goes. Anything he can do I can do better. He’s definitely skilled that’s for sure no doubt about it. Am I worried about him? I’d have to be honest and say I am not.”

Taking a moment to pause, Equinox looks up at the ceiling before speaking again. Equinox hears the cheers of his fans in his head. Taking a breath, he sighed. He saw Fenris as some hyped up MMA Fighter who was just getting started in pro wrestling. But see Nox had a point to get across.

“I’ll be honest. I have had a pretty good week so far. Another GZWA Television Title defense, a title win in EIW, My singles victory in CWD and my tag match in Prime. But nothing comes close to this match. It’s truly a chance to test myself. Truly a chance to test my limits and see where they can go. I’ve made a statement in the last few months of being back. I look to continuing that statement. That I can simply hang with the best. That I can be that good as I am expected to be. Nothing compares to the momentum you get from this place. Nothing compares to that win that I so desperately want to get over Fenris & Courtney Pierce.”

He pauses for a moment and gets his water bottle out of his duffle bag. Takes a quick drink before continuing.

“Sin City Wrestling is place where you can be made or broken all in one night. That never rings more true than this upcoming match with Fenris & Courtney Pierce. While my own partner has been the factor in this match and finishing our opponents. I admit it’s left a VERY sour taste in my mouth. I image with Fenris NOT securing the pin or submission in his last two matches, it’s been bothering him too. I gave my all out there against Ben Jordon, second to none. To simply have Keira’s back because I believe that she like myself can be champion here. While my opponent is a white wolf. He is no King of Highspots. He can’t do what I do. He can’t wow the crowd like I can. That brings me to Brittney Peirce. I am quite intrigued what she can do against Keira. There’s no doubt this will be a killer match. See, like Fenris, they both are here for themselves and I continually be here for my fans. See my opponents doesn’t understand how you fuel me out there on our battlefield. Ask yourself one question. Truly do you have what it takes to tell a story and make the fans believe you? I think not.”
Nox takes moment to breath
“So for one night I come back to SCW to fight the two folks I never ever thought I’d face. To make an impact and show off what I can do. Putting a smile on someone’s face is just the best reaction I can get from the crowd and make the fans leave happy. I just want to give the fans a show. That’s art to me and well I know when Fenris and I lock up the fans will see a few different styles in the ring. I’ve adapted both Japanese and British strong style to my craft over the years. I want so badly to win this tournament. Nothing will stop me.”

He closes his eyes. Envisioning himself coming home to his home town seeing the friends and family all excited to see the 2018 Blast From the Past tournament winner getting off the plane. He sighs for a moment before opening his eyes. He just knew he had to do ANYTHING he could to advance to the finals.

“I want nothing more than to risk it all. This entire week I have gone around the world to different companies to make my fair share of shock and amazements. I was able to win championships recently with great pride and honor. Like the championships I have won elsewhere. I would love to be able to call myself champion once more here. But to do so I have to overcome a man who is very determined like myself and likewise goes to his partner.”
Slight pause

“You guys I have to hand it to you. You’ve played all your cards. It might hype you up to try and end me. However it’s not possible for the two of you to end me & Keira. I’ve heard a lot of people in this industry say they can end me & look at where I am today. I am the High Spot Hero for a reason these are my people and I fight for them. I will not just lie down and let either of you make a name off me.”

“Now if you will excuse me. I have to go book a flight to Reno, Nevada. The match has been made and the cards have been dealt. See you there soon, High Fliers.”

He smiles as he grabs the towel and tosses it into his duffle bag.

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-You’re in for a surprise-
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What a past few days it has been. Sitting here in my hotel in Reno Nevada mentally prepared. But first the fans deserve a promo.

I take a seat at the desk where my laptop and my camcorder hooked up to prepare for my latest piece on a promo. I was looking forward to making myself come off as this confident dude. The face paint on my face glistens as my laptop is booting up the program for my camcorder that’s hooked up to it.

“I feel like I am for once at a loss for words. It’s shocking because I really shouldn’t be. I’ve seen you do a lot of talking on social media in a language a lot of us might not know. I’ve literally been curious and had to have Holli translate it a few times. I love that you’re confident which is good. Because I want the best fight you can possibly bring. It’s simply meaning that you’re taking me seriously. Let’s be honest you should because people who don’t end up losing in the near future.”

I smile with a bit of smirk on my face.

“In all honesty, I thank you Management for giving me and Keira this fight. It gives us a chance to grow and fight to the bitter end. Regardless of the result you won’t hear me complain or flatter. Because I have nothing to lose and everything to gain. The White Wolf faces the Highspot Hero. It’s a match even if it’s a tag match folks have been looking forward too. Because I’ll be honest I have seen your last few promo’s. Normally I would say the odds aren’t in your favor. But this time they could be in your favor. I honestly don’t know. It’s something everyone in this business has to take into account. There is no shame in losing. The way I see it we all have something to prove in the end. You had the win last week Fenris because of your partner like I had because of mine. But I admit you held your own out there. You stand even less of chance with yours truly. I hope I get to end this stupid facade you put on and this horrible bravado you put forth. Make no mistake all the training and effort I have put worth is so that I can push you to your limit. This is something you have to put your heart into. Something you have to enjoy even when push comes to shove. I inspire the weak and helpless. I give people hope. I wonder what you do for the fans, Fenris? I truly do. I guess we will just have to find out won’t we?”

I love it when my creativity comes together and creates magic with my words. I love it when I find out who says what and devise a plan to destroy them verbally.

“See I’ve held championships here and there. I’ve won many matches. Had some match of the year. The odds in Reno, Nevada aren’t looking bright for me. I proved once before I can overcome challenges. As a hero we all know good and evil exists. I see nothing but two parts of this evil world stacked up against yours truly. But I can’t give up and I can’t let myself get clouded.”
Slight pause from myself before continuing

“I am ready to be their weapon. I refuse to let egomaniacs such as yourselves sit in this company and make the fans not get their money’s worth. The fans are what got me this far. Soon I will be headed on another plane to Reno, Nevada to the William Peccole Park and headed to face Fenris & Courtney alongside Keira Johnson in full effect.”

I feel my gaze lock on the blinking red light at the camera's right side. I have so much to say and little time to do it.

Slight smirk before taking a moment to breath. The paint is drying on my face.

“Courtney you will be someone Keira has covered rest assured. Sorry but you have no chance against me Fenris and I am out to prove that. IF you guys win it will most likely be me taking the fall. That’s how this shit normally goes right? The heroes of the story taking the fall. I hope not. To the both of you, I beat obstacles every damn day as being a single father. I hope you understand I am not playing games. Not with you and not with anyone. A win over me & Keira tonight at the William Peccole Park won’t be easy and by some chance either of you come out on top. Lighting won’t strike twice.”

I chuckle

“I have faced some of the best talent in the world so far. It’s a battlefield out there. I am ready for war? I am always ready. Wars have been brought against me many times. But here I am still standing. It doesn’t matter how many times I get knocked down because I will keep getting back up rest assured.”

I let out a light chuckle.

“When it really comes down to it’s really quite amusing.”

I take a moment to remove the shirt of mine. Scars are located all throughout my body.

“You see the scars on my body, guys? They tell you a story. With each high flying maneuver we will learn about each other in that ring. With each striking blow that I deliver to either of you, you will simply learn that I am not just high flying. I have been all around the world. Trained with some of the best and beaten some of the best. I’m here to make a difference.”

I chuckle as I get up and grab my duffle bag and open it up. Insides my paints for tonights match.

“Hours from now the fans will see what we all are made of. The flocks of High Fliers will be here soon to see both of you get the ass kicking you both rightfully deserve. I respect the fight you guys will bring just so you know.”

I grin again, because I was ready and hyped.

“I take a look at you both and shake my head in disappointment. Why you ask? We aren’t alike. But you both are. You’re both delusional. I’ve beaten a lot of the best this world has to offer and that isn’t you on that list of the best. I am slowly going to prove I can hang with the best here in this company. You can say you’re better than me anyone of you on the roster. I am going to prove that I am just as good if not better. Saying and doing something is two entirely different things. The Homework has been done and the battlefield has been set. I’m ready to go to war. I’m ready to go all out and beat Fenris & Courtney alongside Keira in front of the High Fliers at the William Peccole Park in Reno, Nevada. I've said all I can say. Time to show them I mean business.”

Time to come out there for the fans in what could be my first and only match with Revolt against Jackson Blayde & Dustin Diamond in a triple threat match. I close my eyes. On my eyelids, barbed wire can be seen painted on them. I chuckle.

“I am going to enjoy making you work for a chance at a win. Those finals are as good as ours. I look forward to when the world sees us put on a fight of a lifetime. Welcome to Wayward Dreams...”

On that I turn off the camcorder as the screen fades to black.

 The Return of a Hero…..


We open on The Highspot Hero. He is seen in the gym kicking a bag hanging on a chain repeatedly. We can see a cameraman not too far away as Nox is kicking while speaking.


“I left some time ago from SCW. I watched from the sidelines. The place did fine without me, but it killed me to see a cancer such as Calvin Harris come into my home and invade it. But while I was here, I had a small run as your SCW Roulette Champion. I saw every match after losing the championship and it made me miss this place that much more. But here we are now, Blast for the Past 2018. I am teamed with Keira Fisher whose a multiple time champion here in SCW.”

He pauses for a moment to catch his breath before continuing again.

“We facing two of the best in Jessie Salco and Joshua ACQUIN. Joshua a former tag team champion here in his own right. It’s going to be a fight that is for sure.  I like the wrestling business where it’s the best get in the ring, we throw down and the best gets their hand raised. Because that’s what this tournament brings. The best vs. the best.”

He starts to land in punches along with his kicks.

“I made mistakes long ago. I regret them terribly. But this is my chance to give back. It’s my chance to make a difference. Jessie it’s no secret I am tagging with you elsewhere but make no mistake I know what you are capable of. But know this Keira has my back out there, so all I can simply do is have her back when it comes to Joshua.”


Nox pauses for a moment and smiles with a deep sigh.

“I missed this place, Sin City Wrestling. I had so many goods times in this place. This place helped make me a better person and I can’t nearly thank you enough for that. Look Joshua, I got no beef with you. So what happens to you in this match isn’t personal just business…”


Nox looks over and spots a  replica of the SCW Roulette Championship.  


“I’ll gladly step back in the ring with you, Joshua because once before we had a pretty good match. I look forward to the chance to have that again. But, there’s others who I’d love to step in the ring with too but that comes with time. I will do anything to become a champion here again even if that means becoming Roulette Champion again. Let me make it very clear to you that there is nothing I won’t do to win this match.”
Slight pause from the Highspot Hero

“Since I have been gone I’ve been around the world. I have done a lot of things in the wrestling world. Made a dream matches come true and encountered the violent things of this world. I am ready for this match up. This tag match is something I’ve looked forward to for a while now….”


“Moving on…”

Another slight pause from Nox

“I am doing this for my kids. I am doing this for me. It’s my redemption. It’s my chance to make a difference. On SCW return show, I face a cocky guy who calls himself sin city. I have seen Sin, Joshua and you clearly have no idea what that is. It’s no lie, Joshua has talent.”


He chuckles and starts picking up speed with his kicks and punches. He can feel his arms and legs begin to throb.


“Thing is Joshua & Jessie, there is a difference between myself and Keira which makes this match so fun. Keira and I love to have fun. She is called a superhero. I am called the Highspot Hero. However you Joshua simply have an ego, trust me I have seen it before. I can look at anyone and see their worth. Jessie is going to be a wildcard in this as she is the one who has something to prove between you & her Joshua. I’m not going to be arrogant and just write this match off like we already have it won…”


“You’ve both go a killer instinct. That’s fine and now I get to step in the ring with you both. See we have been in the ring together before, Joshua. But I have never stepped in the ring with Keira as my partner in the end I am looking forward to it. But I look forward to this match as well. I look forward to getting in the ring with respect and honor to all people in this ring and then in the future…”


“Let’s look to the future guys….”

“But where do I go from here?  Make no mistake we’re all looking to be champion at somepoint again. I have a point to prove. I want to represent this company all over again. This time I am free of the pressure. Let me do what’s good for this company. If there is one thing I know it going to happen, it’s that we’re going to tear the house down. Las Vegas, Nevada at the Sam's Town won’t know what hit it…I promise.”


“Let’s go guys…”


OOC: Not my best but its something in. Got called into work earlier today so I couldn't get a second scene in.

 Andrew Garcia...
Who is that again?!
Oh right... That guy who was going to apparently defeat me in my 1st title defense as the proud champion of the SCW Roulette Championship at Violent Conduct II. The point is The SCW Fiends and Jokers watched as I not only defied odds but I showed many that I deserved that championship. The man gave me a run for my money. Beat me twice in non title matches. But in the end where ladders were the weapon, I prevailed just like this Sunday at High Stakes IV.
Second Title Defense….was at the Redwood Empire Ice Arena in Santa Rosa, California
A man who had all the answers...was Horace Jackson.
Every one of them amazing fans like Equinox because his insanity and now like Gianibecause of everything of the way he was one with the dark side. But the cards were not in his favor as I retained against the more psychical wrestler in a Lights Out Match.
Third Title Defense was at the GCU Arena in Phoenix, Arizona
Steve Ramone. The Former SCW Roulette Champion. The GWA Legend. The man who predicted I would lose the belt to him like the other two in front of him.  First time in a strap match for myself and you know what I overcame his predictions just like I said I would. So what makes anyone’s predictions come this Sunday make any difference. I’m confident that the Fiends and Jokers will pull through in their efforts to give me and Giani D Lucia the strength and courage to take down J2H and Jimmy Ringo
Fast forward to Into The Void III. A lot can be said about that match, really. A Triple Cage Match. 1st time ever for me. Possibly for the others in the match up. I defended this also for the first time against three other competitors.
Gabriel Asar. Former WEW Titan’s Champion. Former WEW Retribution Winner 2013. UWF and WWH Star. Had a victory over me in another place. One of the best known on the planet. But not better than on me on that night.
Kris Halc..there’s many words to describe him, I know him to be this…
A man who was the wild card. A man who brought everything he had to take what was mine. As if to take my very soul at risk. But also a man who couldn’t get the job done and now from every word that has been said he has fallen since that day. Kris you need to find yourself again that’s for sure otherwise say goodbye to your career and no chance at me again.
Now this last fellow..history has very way of running its course.
Thus Ryan Kidd…
A man who'd teach me the respect...
A man whose hell bent on being the best.
We debuted in the same match. We tagged together. He left and look what he left in the wake as I rose to become your SCW Roulette Champion. He’s a former UWL International Champion. Former UWL Junior Heavyweight Champion. Former 2CW Heavyweight Champion. Point is not even his past history with me could shatter my reign as Champion.

I….Cost him his top place in SCW...
Cost him his chance at the SCW Roulette Champion too!
Cost him and Cost Him
Then my last defense was against Kris Halc and I overcame in 10,000 Thumbtacks Match…not pretty I assure you. But  I got help retaining against Kris thanks to two little insects…

But I digress to SCW Fiends and Jokers for another chance...
Onto the road to redemption, and I couldn't be more ecstatic.
This week, we face the recent returned J2H and Jimmy Ringo at West Point, New York in the Michie Stadium and this time it’s a little different because we’re facing these fools in a tag team match for my belt.

But the duo is in for a rude awakening...

They think they can crush us...
They think they can destroy us...

I have no ounce of fear... I am 100 percent sure Giani doesn’t either.

Since getting my head on straight, I've rolled through...two people and then since tagging with Giani DI LUCA proudly we have conquered every doubter in this company except when it mattered most but unlike most we aren’t quitters.


But bodies are needed to prove a point.

One simple little point.

One I am sure that they’ll find out like everyone else in this company.
See Giani, He's known 'the ropes' long enough, I mean by years.
He knows the simple truth behind all this SCW Hype since we were both signed.

He's going to learn a fact about our tag team this very week...that we got this far together not because of me. Not because of him. Not because of you J2H or even Jimmy who I beat so bad last time he didn’t come back. We did this together and we will learn from a simple losses we have suffered since Giani came back and this desire burning in our hearts will carry us to the top once again I promise you that.

Once WE get rolling, WE are damn hard to stop.


I got love in my corner thanks to the SCW Fiends and Jokers.
You fans are what gave us the very strength to become what is our destiny. You are what carried our destiny onward and for that I thank you.

I've come to a conclusion for you both J2H and Jimmy. I don’t care when and I don’t care where. We will retain the SCW Roulette Championship at High Stakes IV.

The charade ends at there, the Carnival of Jokers and Fiends isn’t looking past you ladies, it’s just already written in the stars. Prepare to be welcomed to Wayward Dreams!!!!

And so we now know who I am truly am, eh boys? Thought I have lost in non title matches... My shell finally being broken free of...It was as though the rust was knocked off... My focus finally back on its highest level. However that night you awoke something in Giani and I that you’ll soon regret. A fire that is inside the beast.

[REC.] I say these words in a calm, collect and authoritative manner... The blinking red light on my camcorder's side flashes over to me as a beacon for my undivided attention. For the scene opens up inside the Phoenix Theater before the show heads to very soulful night. My last title defense was a night of premonition... In days past I'd have never let it happen as J2H beat me the week after and I was beaten by Sean Jackson later on. They found us... A push over. They’re time will come. They’ll find out why we’re called the Greatest Show on Earth. I feel a sadistic smile come over my face... the paint I have put over my face cracks along the corners of my eyes, and lips. A shade of Definition will happen this Sunday Night in Arizona and it will be as though this mentally struggle Giani has gone through will slowly dissipate.

I made that fatal mistake at these past few weeks and I won’t make it again I assure you, I was torn in a thousand directions and not sure which way I was going. But that was the apparent end, eh boys? You're bruises and scars from our battle at High Stakes IV will show. Giani and I will overcome every threat on this night and then I will go after what I deserve the SCW Heavyweight Championship.

My eyes peer at the lens for a moment before they slightly roll, To many it was though the taunts of J2H and Jimmy was eating at me and it was the knowledge that this new tag team was going to be tough no doubt... It just makes you that much harder to get over a tough loss and that’s where we are different. That is where Giani and I simply adapt and learn. I flash another slight grin now and feel my head sway side to side ever so slightly...

My loss to you happened J2H and Jimmy last time I faced you I knocked you out. That's ancient history at this point though, huh boys?  Today’s a new day and these morons though they may take a good game are just a way to vent our angry. Now normally I would never hit a woman such as them but in New York, I can overlook my principals. I can overlook my gentlemen type qualities because these common women seem like their daddies didn’t take them behind the tool shed enough. But worry not ladies, I won’t hurt you much. I’ll simply thrill you. I’ll simply fight alongside my tag partner and prove to you and everyone else why we are still the most exciting tag team in the business today.

I've been down that road Queen Incorporated, getting underestimated and disrespected... They'd aim to build a name off breaking me... Trying to break my stride, my spirit. I have traveled that road many times over... And it always leads me to agony... pain. To stand tall in the face of adversity and do the right thing is a hard struggle many in this business cannot fathom... Or take on at all. I stumble from time to time... I'll admit. But the difference between myself and men like Giani remains, I can admit I am not perfect. I am not the best of the best. But with my source of strength being the fans and Giani we will defeat you on November, 9th 2014.

If you think we will come to the pay per view unprepared, you can think again, it'll take more than that big pile of man tits to beat myself and the strongest man in SCW History at High Stakes.

I thought about all my trials in this business, all the times I was told I couldn't... wouldn't... shouldn't. The face paint cannot hide the smile over me now as I have been granted the chance to work for SCW.. I admit, I wanted to place this company firmly onto my back and carry it onto a better tomorrow. I knew there would be plenty of nasty encounters with the likes of H.S.I and The Seven Sins. But unlike most we will overcome this Sunday speaks no different. We will overcome.

It's never too late until it's over, see you two are little crackers. Tasty but bitter. And unfortunately for you both... It is soon going to be over. One of these teams walks out of High Stakes that much closer to proving a point and the other will be just another runner up in the crowd! Do I look bothered by this? Or worried? I'm content, I'm ready for this. And I do so hope you both are as well... I am not even sure about my own partner’s mindset as of late but I know that working as a team we can defeat you and not only can we but we will. That High Stakes IV that feeds us is the fans and they cheer for us each and every night. Not just for me, Giani but for you too.  The high risk attitude is just fun, it gets my High Stakes IV going man... But I refuse to be defined by one thing alone...and you you’re my best friend. It’s time I prove it.

I shake my head again and a smirk forces over my face once more. I knew exactly where I stood with Giani and the fans... And I was content with this... There was nothing anyone could do to try and sway that. I now take a deep breath and drift back to a seat along the stool that's been behind me... folding up my arms before myself I tilt my head to the left and continue onward with this 'promotional'. I adjust my SCW Roulette title so it is slightly 'draped' across my lap a bit.

I knew from the moment we first encountered one another that you'd do anything... anything to get your name along the billboards. You'd take a swing at your own mother to be important... wouldn't ya Giani? You cannot hide who and what you are from anyone, let alone me. I can see that you’ve beaten yourself up since your loss to Sean Jackson and you think J2H will beat me in the back of your mind. Betray me and I promise hell. But I know we can beat them at High Stakes IV on our next try. It’s simply a proven fact. Look how far we’ve come.

Replaying all the victories leading to our first loss in my mind... I cannot shake the content nature he and were meant to be at the top of the tag division when I lose the belt. I refuse to let him doubt himself because he just as important to me as a brother is and I would die for him before I let our goal go up in smoke. We’ll keep trying because we aren’t quitters. I move my head upright again now and run my right hand back through my hair...

So when this week comes to a close j2h and Jimmy... and our little tag match to prove a point ... All your cunning words won't mean a thing. You both will be left with nowhere to run, no place to hide. That is when you'll realize how biting off more than one can chew can be a bad way to survival of the sickest. And for all your courage, all your wit and self proclaimed ego... You're too stupid to realize you're about to be worked like a two dollar striptease girl. But do not feel too left out there, because as you are overlooked and disrespected, so have We. Yet here WE stand today... Head high, feet forward ready to fly as high as we can to make a statement!!!

On this note I leap up from the stool, it falls over with a huge clunk of wood on the concrete below me. I barely catch myself as I start to wobble for fun. I also grab at my hair now and pace a bit before my camcorder... I stop and peer deep at the lens, pounding my left fist with authority over my chest as if my heart were a championship.

Here I carry the most prestigious thing in universe. The support of the SCW 'fiends', their thirst for my action... It's locked tight in this heart. It’s like a world championship intact and you both are bent on breaking it and kicking it out of my chest on Sunday. Well not going to happen, Sunday.  Sunday Night, you will succumb to your whorish nature and beg for mercy once GianiDI LUCA and I are finished with you on High Stakes IV. Then after that well you’ll be watching from a hospital bed.

I motion at the camcorder with both hands, I grin wildly... I sway my head before I find myself nodding as I continue.

We’ll break your legs and use you to float that river called the SCW Tag Division! You are being baited in by your own delusion that we don’t respect you. This is about our dream to become SCW Tag Team Champions... NOT just gaining respect... This has always been about a springboard to the bright lights. You know... Two Former World Heavyweight Champions, two guys broken down by their own turmoil yet still somehow names that are remembered... are facing two of the most conceded men in wrestling and I bet You’d thought this would be a quick ride to success... Didn't ya?! But I will let you on a lil secret we beat everyone put in front of us on High Stakes IV, even the tag champions. We may have suffered a loss a Pay Per View. But we have yet to lose at High Stakes IV.

I am sick and tired of so many coming at me time and time again about respect, and other non sense when all they want is to bash me just to do so. You both have done nothing yet to earn it... Yet you think we should all marvel at your so-called skills?! Guess you don't think you have to prove yourself in this World.... Sadly for you though, you have long way to go before you topple our momentum we are far from finished. I take a long exhale and run my tongue over my top row of teeth... Sneering now as I slowly keep on with the words, a small shrug escaping as well now. I have calmed a bit again.

What about it though, J2H? What about when the newest tag team  is working you over this Sunday Night?! What excuse will you have?! WHEN YOUR SENT HOME EMPTY HANDED?! You are just like the rest of them, second guessing us! You fall right in line with EACH and EVERY person who has doubted us from the very beginning and come Sunday you will fall like everyone has on High Stakes IV that has the chance to take us out.

I nod, grinning once more as I motion out to my side as if there was a projector to visualize what I'm about to speak of.

Look at those before you Sydney, how they've stepped up and go let their 'egos' flare. Look at how much they all boasted about destroying SCW's Craziest Tag Team... So damn many have tried to end something that cannot be ended. I and Giani can be beaten and maybe even broken. But we’re like a rusty train sprung to life to become a Full Force Locomotive at full speed.

I nod again, tilting my head as I glare at the lens of my camcorder. Each and every word I am speaking screams to me on a level that I cannot even explain right now. I was just sick of the Carnival being doubted, sick of being spoken of like we would amount to nothing... Sick of all their words, all their tired rhetoric! I place my head up high and breath.

So the battle lines have been drawn in the sand, a warning to you both. I know there's a chance we could lose that night and Giani could continue to blame himself and me. Not even return my emails..tweets or phone calls..But alas I have faith and I am not afraid. I will stand my ground next to him and we will conquer this fatal setback and rise once again.

I lean my head forward, staring up now at the camcorder.

You can doubt us and think we don’t respect you. But at the end of it we will show you respect if you can earn it. You can think your hotshit. But you know deep inside that you are wrong, you know the words you spill are lies as they make their way from your forked tongue. The SCW “Fiends” and “Jokers” are ready for each and EVERY step it takes to get where we must go! We are ready to rally the troops for battle leading to our final battle for that shiny SCW Roulette Heavyweight Championship.

I grin ever so slightly; I know that the challengers would be on fire after I said all my words. They were not the type to take these kinds of remarks and just lie down... They were the type to sit back and have their mouths open like usually.

Sure you can attack us from behind, stab a man in his back... That's in the book I like to call “Cheapshots for dummies”... But what can you do face to face? How will you fare in our go round for this battle? Facing a psycho that constantly changes, and a man with demented mind as his tag partner? Can you walk into battle with the army of SCW Fiends and us the Hip and Insane?

Now I laugh, flat out. I cannot stop my head from swaying side to side as I almost remember each and every bold thing we have done since sweeping in SCW.

You mistake us for a tag team who has everything to gain by beating you. But yet you forget we have nothing to lose either. We are the reason you are here. We are the reason the SCW Fiends are here in the seats.

I tilt my head and move closer to the lens now, peering down into it behind my mask of crazy paints. I think about the thunderous roar in the arena once our music goes off as I live for these types of showdowns... Something that gets my blood really boiling in the best possible way. I love to silence a critic, I love to do what I do... And do it to the best of my ability. I am not afraid of the chances... I embrace them with a strange joyous devoid of fear. Chips falling where they may, I'd have it no other way.

A battle is at hand... your chance to beat us comes with a price. Your life, because at High Stakes IV you’ll have to kill us. Welcome to Wayward Dreams, you can thank me later.

And on this note, I think I've got the point across to the new tag team. This High Stakes IV, we’ Il defy the odds and use any means to get what we want a rematch... I will die to fly as Giani will fight with his last breath. Another match and Another chance to prove the Critics Wrong. Time to keep defying them odds...and welcome them to Wayward Dreams.

OCC: Nice rp guys. I had a wonderful time working with you. I appreciate your work and I hope to retain if not congrats to whoever pins me,

 Every corner in SCW seems shrouded in egotism. Like every competitor who signs a contract gets a nice twelve inch needle injected in their neck of 'Haterade'. I've seen a few rise up, they've shaken off the constant pressure of the overflowing hatred that spews from every noise box on the roster. And they've managed to stay true to themselves...People like me. I’ve tried to be the normal me. But I had to go to darker road for these people and now after defending my belt for so long…I yearn to do what others haven’t push this Division to the extreme.

There are men like my close friend Lord Raab or even Ryan Kidd... Like our SCW Heavyweight Champion, Drake Green. They seem like a breed all their own even more. I mean when I first got a glimpse of SCW, mostly thanks to Erik Staggs sending me footage... I knew things were like this. But seeing and living are two totally different beasts.

Just when I thought maybe it was a mistake to dust off my boots and get back in the ring, SCW gets me involved with this SCW Roulette title with I proudly defended at Violent Conduct III which two Sundays against ... Gabriel Asar, Ryan Kidd and Kris Halc. And just like that I'm hooked all over again. As time has passed, this 'war' with myself I've been battling has been consuming my vision... Kris Halc come Sunday you get your rematch for my title. But come Sunday you’ll know why I have defended this belt against some of the best.

Now considering my run as champion, I forgot to take into account some other peoples perspectives of me, not because I didn't care. Only because I simply figured they had their own paths to transverse. But now those so-called paths sure are crossed, and the intersection looks to be more of a no-man's collision course. I guess you could say that I've got about 99 problems and finally... a bitch ain't one!

Scratch that... depending on who walks out winner of our match Kris, you’ll be that problem with all due respect. See you Sunday, Kris.


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You won't let him off the hook again, Equinox. My faith in the skills remains, and I know you can take this title match! I wouldn't have taken the shit storm I did in the meetings over it otherwise.

I nod at my best friend, he gives me a slight smile knowing I understand his stance. I dig into a cooler along one of the benches on the floor and pull out an ice pack, pressing it over my neck as I exhale in relief. This person has been helping me train all afternoon inside the old gym Justin converted for his venture into “wrestling” schools'. Now-a-days it's a simply run down old gym with a dusty ring, complete with sagged ropes and turnbuckles that appear to have been gnawed on by a giant cat. The place still works well for solace and off the grid training... Which is exactly what I've wanted.

So damn cold ice, but feels the best after I get my neck all acting up...

It's really been bothering you these past few weeks, huh?

I chuckle softly, smiling actually. Even though my neck is a throbbing mess, how could I have just expected This person to be right in my train of thoughts? I sit down on the bench as the undisclosed figure does the same, I shake my head a bit still wearing a grin.

My Swanton called the dark kingdom, it hurts enough when ya actually land it on someone... When ya miss it feels like ya basically fell out of a tree or hit by a truck! And the more I do it, more I risk it each time I go out there... the more I wonder if my boys will grow up with their dad in a chair. Ya know?

This person laughs as I say this, slapping his right hand upside my left shoulder with some force. I smile myself, trying to just let go of my worries. I can't dwell on them. Time to either keep going, or step the fuck down... And I refuse to step off AT all. I know this inconclusive finish from the tag match on Trauma has lingered between us all week, but either of us have mentioned it, hell it has only opened a whole new can of worms. I must have drifted off in thought and looked dazed because I feel this person grab my arm and shake it a bit. I snap my eyes back onto him as he looks concerned now a bit.

You okay Equinox? You could be concussed. You and Hart took quite a fall off that stage! If you weren't 100% you'd tell me right? I mean we're brothers, but I would never want to intently place you in a bad position.

I feel my back straighten up a bit now, I almost feel proud to say this... and that's sad. But for a change I'm not a complete wreck inside over her.

My neck is in a lot of pain, but I don't feel dizzy or nothing. Just like I got blindsided by Jimmy Ringo last week and my neck is tight. Hell nothing a good massage won't fix! I will be fine my man, I mean this is part of the whole 30 plus part of life right?

This person grins ear to ear, he nods a few times as he slowly gets to his feet.

That's the damn truth.

We share a brief laugh, I toss the ice pack aside and get up before I head to the sink. As I run cool water over my hands and then pat it upon my face, This person brings her up finally... I knew he would.

So it's over then? I mean with me and Alexis? She was the reason you've been so ultra angry, ain't she? I mean sometimes I'd listen to your promos for SCW and it'd be like a stranger talking... And look, before you say anything know I'm sorry if it's something I shouldn't have brought up.

I get the water off and reach around for a near-by towel, unable to find it I squint only to catch This person as he steps forward and grabs it up. He hands me the towel and I dry off my face, he's pretty good at staying positive in bad spots. This person always has been a glass half full kind of guy, I nod a few times and give him my best 'positive' smile.

So did you make that call, or she? I mean if you don't mind me asking? I just want you to be healthy, and ready to wage a freaking war out there! And you were there for me during some bad times in Chicago, I'd like to think I can return that friendship by being here for you now.

I toss the towel down and sniffle a bit as I clear my nostrils, my eyes narrowing slightly as I softly say...

There are no runner's up... Ya know that right?

Wait... what?

I grin now, thinking about my conversation with my now EX-fiancee Alexis Crayne. How I made the first steps in breaking it off before all this travel time, and distance took her from me against my own will. I thought about everyone else’s and their motor mouths... They wouldn't be shut until This person and I did it by force. I always twisted my own destiny... Forced fate in the direction I wished to fly... Why should this time be any different? I want that title. And I cannot let Kris win, nor H.S.I  reacquire. The time for me being an afterthought, and consuming my focus with her was done.

Kris Halc and H.S.I, they WILL never settle for anything less than besting us. And tomorrow night, I send the ultimate insult at Kris... I'm going to break my fucking self to win this thing. I'm leaving with that Roulette title still mine... Or I may not be leaving at all!

Now that's the Equinox I remember! Damn bro, it has been far too long since I've heard you talking like this! I'm excited to see you go after it, and I know you can take it. Just do what you always do...

This person nudges me, I peer up as he folds his arms and gives me his 'matter of fact' type of look.

Thrill them all.

I raise my left brow with an uncontrollable smirk.

It's thrill time to thrill all...

He shakes his head and mutters something about 'knowing what he meant' before shooting a grin my direction. His cell phone then begins to go off as he pulls it out to peer over it, he holds up a finger as he 'takes' the call. I nod and drop back to a seat on the bench, my mind thinking about how much of a change I've been needing for so long now. Could I? Would I? Climax Control had to be all I focused upon for the next 24 hours...

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-REC- I sit on one of the recliners in my hotel room. My mind tracing off a zillion and four miles an hour as my eyes remain on the television set upon the entertainment center before me. Watching the triple cage match that Kris and I had been through not far back. A match that was wild, and fast paced... Houston knocked me right off the horse and fast. I cannot keep the thought about this being a moment of clarity for me, I feel a long frown bestow me.

Kris Halc, Equinox ...

I finally mutter out, our names. My mind already thinking about the words as they come out. I feel my head sway before I let my eyes trail from the television and move to my camcorder to my left upon a tripod.

A second time, this go round has a little more attached on it. I'm not some 'over-hyped' half talent coming in fresh off a long vacation even though I deserve it. And you're certainly looking to finally obtain my shiny piece of hardware, eh Kris.

Well considering this is my division your in for quite the surprise. I take my left hand and rub at my chin and mouth a bit before I softly speak again.

Let me cut through some of the useless yack, yack, and yack and put the cheese right on the plate. That work for you?

I feel myself almost motioning in question now.

WE took our match at Violent Conduct and made history, kudos to you for that! But I have prided myself for a career chuck full off correcting mistakes, improving failures. And I do NOT let many get over on me and Kris if you do happen to beat me I will get my rematch very soon. So consider our last meeting you're one get out jail free card with me! So now it's onto round two...

I shake my head, letting a long sigh escape.

This should be you and myself as well as the title between us. But we both know that ain’t happening so long as H.S.I runs rampent. So while I cannot stand them AT all... DO NOT think this means I like you any better. I respect the hell out of your ability kid. I am still reliving our three cage show down, still beating myself up over the mistakes I made that night of letting you get a head start. And this week is a retribution on the highest level for a guy such as me! I could retain a championship, but also prove I am the best roulette champion yet... Which I PLAN to DO!

It just comes out almost boldly, yet coldly. I get up from the recliner and crotch down a bit to get eye level with my camcorder. I feel a stern expression etch itself over me.

Since I came to SCW, they pushed my face all over their website, in their promotional material... they force fed the Suicidal Superman to EACH and EVERY one! And with good reason Kris, I'm not some hampered up old joke. I come as advertised, and sadly have been far too distracted to truly let go and BE MYSELF since I got here. This week I plan to make the changes... to right my OWN wrongs. But you give an inch, they take a mile... right? Any reason to burn me to ashes. You can claim respect, pretend to have it for me til you turn blue and suffocate Kris... But you happen to know I'm telling the truth when I say you have NONE, not for ME anyhow as I have for you.

I nod a few times.

The problem is I walk each and every single word I talk. I live and will someday die by my word. Is it a necessity? Hell no. It's an honor to fight you. And I call myself out when I fuck up, screw up... Don't get it right. I'm not too proud, or two BIG to admit I dropped the ball almost when we last met. And sadly I also know that it caused a rift in you, where you should be worried about me coming at you full speed as you’re trying to end my title reign this week... You are NOT. And you can lie, lie, lie all you damn well wish. But I know you've already pegged my threat a minimum. But it's NOT... it's a MAXIMUM!

Maybe that sounded arrogant, but it's not. I take such a pride in trying to fight to make my word have merit. I wanna know that when I look a man, woman or child in their eyes and say something that they know it's a lock.

Like this whole deal with Hot Stuff International... Forget that man. I never ask for anything of the sort! I simply want the chance to go out and have a good time. Fly around and get those fans heart rates pumping! We could trade insults for insult and be smocks like anyone. But it doesn't have to be that way kris, it just doesn't.

I nod once with a grin.

Things are wide open you see Kris, and a respectful battle is still there to be fought! We've got to keep proving this isn't just some clusterfuck of narcissistic bastards. Sure we've all got to have a little self esteem, and believe in our skills. But stand up tall with me, let's put on a thrill-a-thon! You... me... flying high. Hell maybe just maybe our match could be a match for next year’s awards.

I smile at that one.

But it's fine, if you'd rather conform and become another self server... That is your call. Just know that no-matter what anyone else around here has to say or does. Equinox remains true to his word. And I am not going to let anyone’s games derail my focus on getting back to business, back to thrill all of the fans. All of them! That feeling that consumed you the night. you almost the Roulette strap from me... That energy like you could take on anyone in that moment and win at all odds!?

I smile a little wider now.

I have felt that coursing through me a hundred times, I have. I haven't become 'renowned' like so many around here wanna plug me as without over coming odds. And I still plan to hold my hand out to shake yours Thursday... win, lose, or draw I'm only aiming to thrill the masses! And there is nothing personal between us, I respect that you almost won. I really do. Just like I plan to take this match on Climax Control, and hoping after all is said and done... We can walk away with a true respect between one another.

I can almost feel the same adrenaline as I scale something tall, their eyes are on me as they wait to see if I can make it... then I dive... Daydreaming about sailing at Kris with a Swanton creases another grin over me as I speak some more.

Yea I know... I'm a long winded three trick pony... But I cannot help my mind never ceases. It just rolls like an endless reel. But on with it... You may think that if you defeat me at Climax…it will somehow render things different... But it won't Kris. It'll just make me dig in a little deeper and come back at you a little harder the next time! I am NOT AFRAID to FAIL! If you never fail, never fall... never have to get back up and dust off to go at it again then you're just not trying hard enough... and ya ‘all got to learn that this Suicidal Superman always takes the path you'd least expect. We can do this like men, or boys Kris... Balls in your court my friend.

Sounds like enough for the masses, I turn my head slowly, letting my green eyes get in-sync with the camera's lens. My face remains rather unmoved, even if my insides are a turbulent storm of emotion.

Speaking on the subject of one's 'word' Jimmy yes I am talking to you, I know you're not the type to give two shits about the meaning of such a matter like respect and honor. But some of us do... Some of use it to build a reputation of trust, honor... And respect. If you get involved in my match I promise you a world of hurt.

I nearly hiss like a serpent as I say the last word, my face contorting beyond my control now with an angered glare.

You've been so busy barking about how you are back, and how nobody will stop... You've been shouting out about how great you are for so long now, I think you've forgotten the simple truth to our profession, Jimmy or the history you and I share…See Jimmy not to long ago you and I fought in a match to determine if I would get my shot at Brother Grimm and the belt you see before you. I won. I knocked your ass out and now your back and think you can just come in and attack me? I don’t think so.

I shake my head slowly, my eyes still locked on the lens.

Respect is not given out and nor is title shots, it's not a welcoming gift one receives when they walk through the front doors. I get that you're confident, and you feel your words are drowned in truth. But look around Jimmy, look at where we are man... SCW, the wrestlers that comprise this roster... They hardly give respect to anyone that hasn’t earned it and you haven’t by far. What makes you think they'd simply hand it over to you simply because you waltzed through the damn door and demanded it?

My energy swells now, I can almost hear Jimmy's voice. I can hear him boasting, proclaiming, and hammering on and on with his rhetoric. His God damned off the mark insults, such a waste... I twist my neck slightly until it cracks with a pop. I fold my arms and return my glare with the camcorder.

I came to SCW to fly high, and defy the odds... which have been mounting heavily over me. I am not going to let some self serving prick like you come between myself and my goals around here. This person and I call ourselves…Corrupt because we are already 'broken' from years in this business... and to be honest we won't demand, we'll TAKE... MAKE our OWN way. Guys like you are a painted little portrait of exactly what I'm talking about... You demand, demand, demand... Yet you can't just see it's easier to use all this talent you boast over to go out and TAKE it!

I bite at my lower lip as I pause for a moment. My face finally finds a bright grin, the thought of an Wayward Dissolution connecting with Jimmy's big mouth floods my thoughts. Did it make up for the last two weeks, no. But it was a good start, All I need to do is turn it to reality and get that title more reckonening... the perfect thing to shove in his arrogant face.

You talk like you are a God, but there is only one God and his name isn't Jimmy. You think you're special, and you've got the tools to stand alone a top SCW's mountain of success. And really that's all good and fine with me, you're entitled to your beliefs even if they are far sighted and deficient of any merit. Now I turn my attention back to the matter at hand.

My eyes trail back to the lens now.

I'm just looking to earn my stripes around SCW, and I'm proud of that. I wouldn't walk into here and demand anything... Only ask for the chance to earn it. Your ego seems to far exceed your footsteps, it enters the room with viciousness long before we even hear your voice. And now the directors have put us on a collision course for each other... Tag matches, inconclusive finishes... All this jazz is making it hard for one of us to simply shut the other up. This week one of us, if not Kris WILL have the upper hand in the argument. You CAN PROVE you're as damned good as you claim to be. And forgive me if my doubts remain strong.

I nod.

Maybe they're trying to get through to you, show you respect will be earned and never just given. Making us prove our place among the crowded ranks of SCW. But your going to find out just like Jimmy will, that this belt comes with hard work. It consumes you, it fuels you... It pushes you through each and every one of those disgusting words you spew, or actions you partake in. The question remains my friend will you respect me afterwards...

I sneer vividly now.

Which means only one thing... When Climax comes around, and the time has arrived for me to get my shot at you again. The last time we faced... the triple cage match... they won't be the only reasons, just extra gas on the fire... No your courage to face me again, the way you speak to everyone, the thing that makes you tick most will be what destroys you. You may not like getting kicked in the face like you're about to be Sunday night, but it doesn't matter. I treat people how they treat me... And I didn't get to where I am today without breaking egos along the way.

I shrug a bit as I stand upright now, my eyes narrowing as I close out.

You want to be respected like Jimmy wants to that’s fine, you want to prove you're better than me... Go time, Kris. This Sunday Night, let's just see how much of the fans can enjoy our match... for the better of SCW. Welcome to Wayward Dreams, Kris.

And on that I snatch the camcorder up and shut it off, I never edit these things. Just deliver em to the offices. I clutch the camcorder as I let my mind trail off a bit. I kept this simple, I was actually proud of myself for not letting the emotions run wild on camera. I feel a smile cross my face as I feel free again... finally. Not bitter... Jaded... Or unfocused... Just free. This isn't going to be fun by any measure of the term, but it's gotta be done. I already feel myself getting all hyper inside just thinking about the excitement in the arena each and every time one of the three of us makes a huge impact! Triple threats are insane, but this one will be deranged!.

 :: Scene: Dreams can turn on you::


The sounds of someone tossing and turning in bed is heard. There lays a man named Michael. He seems to be having some form of nightmare. He tosses and turns in bed. In front of the bed is a desk with a lamp on it. There is the demon like mask. Its eyes seem to glow in the darkness. The glow seems to get brighter, as the man tosses more. Suddenly the man sits up in bed. The glow from the mask fades. The man seems to be sweating. His eyes scan the room. When he comes to the mask, he stops and stares at it. It is like the mask had cast a spell on him. He slowly crawls to the edge of the front of the bed. He stays there mystified at the sight of the mask. He slowly reaches forward. The desk is out of reach. He leans trying to reach the desk. Suddenly he loses his balance and falls with a thunderous clap to the floor. He lays there for a couple of seconds. His eyes look up to the roof of the room. They seem to glass over, as he lays there motionless. The mask seems to glow again. The man's eyes close slowly, as he lays there on the floor. The night moves on. Soon the sun light breaks through the window. It creeps across the floor. Making its way slowly to the man’s bed. He is laying there still motionless. Suddenly his eyes open. His icy blue eyes stare up at the roof. He sits up and looks around. He looks at the desk and looks for the mask. It had vanished. He holds his head in pain, as he starts to remember what has happened. Pain starts to go across his face. He gets up quickly to his feet. He quickly grabs the lamp on the desk and throws it to the other side of the room. He looks panicked. It was like he could not remember the night before. He slowly walks around his room looking for clue to what happened. He stops and sits on the edge of the bed. He looks at his hands. There seems to be nothing wrong. His voice can be heard softly.

MICHAEL: What happened to me last night? I cannot remember what happened. I wonder if I did what I think I did. Old habits die very hard.

He stands up in the sunlight to reveal that he is only wearing a pair of black boxer-briefs. He walks over to the closet and grabs a pair of pants. He quickly slips them on. He buttons them up and zips the fly. He slowly walks to the bedroom door. He notices the door is half opened. Cautiously, He slowly pushes it open. When he walks out of the room. He looks around carefully. It is like someone had trashed his place. He slowly walks around looking at the destruction. He shakes his head not knowing what happened. He walks towards a set of stairs. He looks down them and slowly makes his way down the stairs. He stops at the landing and looks at the floor. There is a red streak going across the floor. He raises an eye brow in confusion. He bends down and looks at the red streak. He quickly stands back up and follows the red streak. It leads him to the front door. He stops noticing that his shoes were right there. He raises a brow really not sure what to make of this. He slips the shoes on and slowly opens the door up. He walks out on to the porch. The streak had vanished.

MICHAEL: What is going on here? I don't get what happened here. I am out in the middle of nowhere and strange things are happening. It is like someone is playing tricks with me.

He growls under his breath not liking this joke or trick. As soon as those words are said, The door starts to creak behind him. He spins around quickly to see a black figure with a devilish grin shutting the door. His eyes being to widen at the sight. He doesn’t know what is going on. He quickly grabs the door knob. He tries to turn it and it won’t turn. It is locked. He backs away from the door not knowing what was going on. He slowly walks off the porch and walks around the house. He walks to the back of the house and tries the back door. The door unlatches. He smiles, as he walks back into the house. The first thing he grabs is a knife. He had no clue what he had seen and he was not taking any risk. He slowly walks around looking for the thing he seen. He cannot find it. He hears a stumbling sound up stairs. He looks up and slowly walks to the stairs leading to the second floor. He slowly makes his way up the stairs, trying not to make a noise. He stops at the top of the stairs and hears the sounds coming from his bedroom. He slowly makes his way to the room. He takes a soft breath and pushes the door open quickly. To his shock there stands a dark figure. It is wearing the demon like mask. He holds the knife ready to attack.

MICHAEL: Who in the hell are you? What are you doing in my house!?

Mask: So many questions to be asked. So little time to answer everything. You don't realize it yet. This is your future and I will take over. That is what you have to look forward to.

MICHAEL: Don't beat around the bush. Who in the hell are you!?

Mask: I am the demon. I am the one who takes control. I am your most inner desire. I am your primal nature! In it all I am you! See if you cannot see it now. You will notice it soon. See you need me, as much as I need you. You are faced with a problem. You know what it is? See you’ve had that little mask of yours give you confidence, but not power…

MICHAEL: There is only one issue I have, I need to start training for my match against Four Different Tough Competitors. That is my only problem! You are taking up my time!

Mask: Really am I taking up your time? Tell me what time is it?

The man looks up to the clock on the wall. The hands on the clock are free spinning. He tilts his head in confusion. This was not of the norm. He did not know what to make of what he was seeing. His eyes shift back to the figure. It was still turns so it could not be seen fully. The figure stands there is a mocking tone. The man holds the knife steady ready to strike. The figure seems to chuckle softly. The man looks down at the knife. It was not there. He was even more confused. He looks at the figure with a questioning look.

Mask: You still don't get it do you? You have no control here. This is not your wonderland. See you need me! You need me to finally complete your journey, your goal! So what drives you to do what you have done so far?

MICHAEL: I am who I am. I will always risk my body to prove my point. It does not matter what anyone says. See I have pushed the bar to heights unseen before. Now people walk around bad mouthing me. See I have no reason to let people like Ryan Kidd, Gabriel Asar, Hell even Erik bring me down. I will make the Roulette Division Better and better no worry about that.

Mask: You have done a very good job of that, being SCW Roulette Champion. But as I said you need me. You need this urge for destruction to win. See when you lost so long ago to Sean Jackson, it wasn’t just H.S.I that did you in. It was your own mistake, you didn’t have the necessary skills to win at the time. Now you go into this title defense to face Ryan Kidd and Gabriel Asar and Kris Halc. You’re not ready at least unless you trust me.

MICHAEL: That is where you are wrong! I lost thanks to H.S.I to Jackson sometime ago and I am just waiting for the chance to beat him or for that matter the right time too. But then you look at what I have accomplished…and I say this with pride I have beat men like Andrew Garcia a former SCW Roulette Champion. I have beat Ryan Kidd before who the current UWL Junior Heavyweight Champion. I have beat even Horace Jackson and I have even beat Steve Ramone a GWA legend.

Mask: That is where you’re getting over confident. They are not someone you can overlook..Gabriel let’s not forget he beat you in World Elite Wrestling. Kris Halc the so called wild card in this match you have no history with. But Ryan it’s almost as if you careers are intertwined. He and you both wrestle for here and several companies. He is champion elsewhere and you are champion here. You have represented SCW many times over and it seems they think you’ll lose at Violent Conduct II.

The man shakes his head at this figure. He still could not figure out what this dark figure was doing there. Was this the real world? Or where was he? He stands there wondering what he could say or do to get rid of this demonic creature. He was not going to stand there and listen to this beast bad mouth him and his thoughts. He slowly makes his way to the masked figure. He stops taking a deep breath. He knew what he needed to do.

MICHAEL: See I don't care what you say! Neither of these fools cannot stop me! I will do to them what I have done against many people who have stepped in the ring with me! I will defend this title with pride! If I lose then so be it. I will come out with my head held up high! I am the Mad Hatter! I am going to take the Roulette Division to even greater heights and not even the Board of Directors can stop me.

He reaches out and rips the mask from the dark figure. The beast turns with red glowing eyes. It did not look human. It was very demonic. Everything seemed to come spiraling down around him. He drops to the floor holding the mask. Everything starts to go dark, as the beast look down at the man. Suddenly his eyes fly widen open. He sits up in bed and there sits the demon like mask on the desk. Everything fades on the sight of the demon like mask.
:: Scene: Memories ::


A light flickers on in a room. There sits two people. One is a woman with black and green hair that cascades down her back. The other is a man with a demon like mask on. They are sitting there facing each other. She looks worried about him. She sits there looking him over. He arms are limp with the palms out facing her. His icy blue eyes stare at her through the mask. It was like they were soulless and dead. She did not know what to make of this. These two had hated each other for years, yet fate kept bringing them back together. She smirks a little, until she sees a red liquid flowing down the man’s forearm. She does not know what to think of the sight. This was very unusual. It looked like someone had stabbed him with needles in the front of his elbows. She reaches for one of his arms, but stops. Her voice comes soft and haunting.

Alice: What did they do you? Did they push you this far? I cannot understand why people would push someone this far. You did it all and this is the pay you get. You are forced to destroy yourself over and over again. It makes me hurt on the inside to see you like this.

It had brought some bad memories back to her. This was the man she once loved with all her heart. He was suffering now. She did not want this for him. She knew if he pushed himself any further, his body would give out. The years of abuse and torment was far too great for anyone's body. She slowly grabs his one arm and starts to bandage it up. She stops and attends to the other arm. She knew more about him then anyone. She was the cog that made him tick at one point. If she had to pull him out of the downward spiral she would. Even the most bitter of enemies would help each other with a common enemy. They did have a common enemy.

Alice: I hope you stop before, the darker part of your mind fully destroys you. I don't care what is promised to you! I know it is not worth your sanity. Not even the Red Queen wants this. See you are the only one holding Wonderland together! We need you! The world needs you! So please stop this destruction of yourself!

As she says those words, he grabs her arm. His eyes seem to come to life. The demon like mask stares a whole into her soul. It was a haunting sight. He sits there looking at her. His eyes show rage. He did not know why she was there. He thought they hated each other. He could not understand why she was showing him compassion. He slowly begins to speak with a creepy tone.

MICHAEL: Why does the Voodoo Queen care for one she hates so much? See you have hated me for so long after what happened. It does bother me why you care so much on what happens to me. I thought you would love to see me get destroyed? Or do you want it to be at your own hands?

Alice: I know you find it hard to trust me Michael. See in the end we are destined to end up helping each other. It does not matter really. But fear not. I plan to reveal everything sooner, but tonight you must heal so you can be ready for your four way match up.

MICHAEL: You are wrong. Pain is what drives me on. I am a demon that no one can stop. I am not the Hatter you once knew. See I have changed over the years. I became bitter. See this will help me in the end to cast out the meek.

Alice: The Devil's Rejects we are still. We go around trying to show the world how corrupt it is. Yet, they already know. See it is just us trying to do something we already have done. So we should start a new chapter. Lets not dwell in the past.

He stands up from her quickly. He walks away from her. He slowly reaches for the mask. He stops and turns to her again. She looks at him confused. He slowly walks towards her. A growl is heard from him. A mist starts to form from the mask of the mouth. She stands up and backs up. He slowly continues towards her. She stops and quickly reaches into her one boot. She pulls out a knife. She looks up and he grabs her hand holding the knife. She drops it. It makes a odd sound when it hits the floor. He looks into her eyes, as the mist starts to bellow out of the mask.

MICHAEL: The past is nothing to what I have decided for the future! See it is no more about how corrupt the world is! I am here to destroy the false reality people live in! I am here to rid the evil of this world and it started with H.S.I. Now it leads to Sunday. Sunday where Violence and Cruel Punishment are at home. Ryan, He might have a title, but what did he do to gain it, he beat me? Gabriel Asar let’s look back at his only win in some other company….He lost it in his first defense to Trish Newborne. He beat me. Kris we have never face one another and tonight we all get to be a part of history. Tonight Violence is at hand.

Alice: Michael, I have no clue what you are so intoned about. But yes you are right Violence will be at hand on Sunday.

MICHAEL: That is easy! Violent is but a word. Blood is but a sunder. I am coming for you Asar. I am coming for you Halc and I am coming for you Kidd. So prepare yourself. Prepare for a diabolical man hell bent on retaining this shiny belt.

Alice: Let me help you! Let me keep you safe and sane.

MICHAEL: What is your best motive to Alice? A knife? A poisoned red apple!? See it does not matter what you do. You will always hinder me! Trying to always keep me safe! That is why you use the name Alice! So Alice what is you true plan? To take everything I have away from me again. Distract me, so that my pain never is unleashed upon others?

He releases a growl. With his other hand, he rips the mask from his face. He has a sinister smile painted across his face. The mist stops coming from the mouth of the demon like mask. He pushes her arm back. He reaches down and grabs the knife. He slowly brings it up to her face. She looks panicked. He spins around and walks to a wall. He places the mask up and drives the knife into the wall. He pins the demon like mask to the wall. He waits for her to respond to his questions.

Alice: Michael, I am not here to hinder you. I want to help you with your goals. See these four will start your plan, but I am here to make sure everything goes to plan. If they are just a pawn, you can take them down easily. Only thing is “he” is not a pawn.

MICHAEL: No, He is a rook on this chess board. That is what makes him so dangerous. See the thing I know is he does not know what I can do to a human body. I will destroy each limb, working my way to his head! See I know I can destroy him easily!

Alice: Then do it! Make Them all regret ever getting signed to this match. I know you, Michael. I know what you can do. This is the present and you are striving towards the future. You will defeat these so called villans and get what you want. The higher ups will not be able to look away! So that is what you will have to do.

MICHAEL: Then it is set! I will destroy my three opponents this Sunday! I will take the SCW Roulette title, as far as it can go! The world needs a true hero that can also be a willan! That villain shall be me! See in the end I will send them all on the Wayward Dream!

He begins to cackle with laughter. Soon the laughter becomes hysterical. He had finally lost his mind. The woman walks up to him with a sinister smile. She holds him close and soon places one finger over his lips. He quiets down. She softly starts to sing with a haunting tone.

Alice: Why don't you go ask Alice a question, Boys! Why the Hatter is Mad!? Because come this Sunday you will all learn to smile!

She begins to laugh hysterically. They both have a sinister smile painted a cross there faces. Suddenly they start to kiss. The mouth of the mask starts to have mist form from it again. It starts to engulf the area. Everything starts to vanish in this mist. The two vanish with a haunting cackle trailing behind them, as everything goes in the darkness of the abyss.

 Soon to be posted

 S E V E N - D A Y S - R E M A I N I N G

Equinox
“Welcome to Wayward Dreams.”

Those words were spoken as the scene opens up to Equinox’s home an old run down shack in a place he likes to call “Wayward Dreams”. Location undisclosed and the time well who knew if time was on his side. He was sitting in his normal spot. An old 19 century chair covered in cobwebs and numerous insects. On the table that was next to him was his three man chess board with several pieces on it. Madness the umbrella is in his hands as he twirls it about.
Ravens and Crows all about picking up little insects off the ground as Equinox’s twirled it faster with each bug caught. There were 7 birds in all. Apparently seven for each deadly sin. Because the only person left in the room is none other than Equinox himself. It was only then had Equinox threw a grasshopper that a voice can be heard but yet no one is around.

Chess
“Victim’s come and they go, but tonight’s not about victims”. With the end of the sentence a smile appeared from nowhere as it began to smile more, eyes began to form.

Equinox
“Chess I can always count on you my friend, thank you.”

The Multi Promotion star looked as a tail, a head and soon the rest of his body was formed. Thanks to a recent turn of events he had seen many a friend of late. From Red Riding Hood to Joker to even Chess Himself. He use to think he was alone in proving himself but nothing like that was further from the truth.

★ Equinox ★
“Chess have you heard the news as of late?”

He asked this while having his eye on the chess board if mentally playing chess with himself.


» Chess «
“Well Equinox, it seems you are teaming with Drake Green and -”

Equinox
“Oh, this is good and who prey tell our opponents…are I hear the SCW Tag Team Champions, Desparye and what’s his face”

Chess’s eyes went wide as he smiled and looked in wonder


» Chess «
“Well how on Earth did you know!”

At those words Equinox turned around to see curious face of Chess.

Equinox
“A little birdy or should I say Birdies told me”.

He smiles pointing to several birds as they all seemed to follow with their eyes his finger. Most likely they thought of it as food.


» CHESS «
“Well Best of Luck because it’s a true match made for the ages.”

Equinox with a simple smile just looked back at the chess board. It was though he was mentally seeing ahead what The SCW Tag Team Champions would do or what they might anyway. No one could really tell.

Equinox
“So why are you here exactly?”


» CHESS «
“I was actually looking for you.”

Yet again Equinox had known this and was prepared for whatever Chess might ask.

» CHESS «
“I was looking for you since You will be fighting alongside Drake Green and I wonder if you plan on saying anything about your opponents.”
Equinox looking from the table and stares at the ceiling as a crazy look ravel’s upon his face.

“Drake Green, you’re the SCW Heavyweight Champion, the man with a target on his back. The one who made it through Sean and his bull larkey”. “His ludicrous theories and his random decorum”. “Point be taking you are champion for reason as mine is but a step away from as prestige as yours”. “You and I are not enemies nor are we friends but I think deep down we can both respect eachother. We both have a common enemy and no matter what lurks are way this Sunday at Climax Control it is my belief that we can overcome it”.

He starts to laugh and chuckle before stop as in one fluid motion he hops up on his chair as he dances and twirls Madness ever faster.

“Madness in any direction and gates become flooded like Hell itself”. “Despayre and Big B, you both I have faced once before in pure madness back then I was joke. I was a nobody but look at me now and look at me forever, I stand battle ready and nothing will stop me from gaining tonight’s victory. It will not be tainted and it will not be concealed or stopped. It will ring true as I step in the ring with you two once more with Drake Green alongside me and defeat you both”.

“When I come to the Sound Nightclub in Los Angeles, California”. “It won’t be simply for bragging rights, It will be simply to show you that I can work with someone as talented as Drake Green and We can beat the best tag team in SCW today”.

With a low growl in his voice, he continues.

“Boys I respect everyone of you that steps in that ring but know this come Sunday Drake and I are walking out the Victors, Joker’s Welcome to Wayward Dreams”.

 Our scene opens to the rafters of the arena used for the Sin City Wrestling in Las Vegas, Nevada and we see Equinox standing alone in a dark stairway above the arena most likely in the rafters with an umbrella in hand tilting his head to the side. He presses his hands up tightly around the handle of the umbrella as he looks toward the camera with a faint, twisted smile and lets out a soft laugh.

Equinox: Looks like our time to rise is drawing ever closer. Sin City Wrestling has finally learnt that I am so close to begin what they are looking for and I take my first step on the road to gaining what I seek. For the two of us going into this week’s match there is no warm up, there is no teeth-cutting. Its straight to business and that’s how I like it. I’m not interested in sniffing around in the shadows, waiting for a chance. I came here to do battle Andrew Garcia, you just so happen to be the man coming for my Roulette Championship. The very same belt you lost in your 1st defense. At the last PPV, I struck a win while you struck a lose, which lead to my alter ego capitalizing in wayward dreams the SCW Roulette Championship. I came here to rise to the top. I came here to be the best. Anyone on this roster that says they are here for any other reason is out of their mind, and clearly in the wrong place. Those of us here have been given a tremendous opportunity. To be wrestling in a title match against you a Former SCW Roulette’s Heavyweight Champion, it’s a challenge I look most forward too. SCW has had a long and storied history, but this time it’s going to be written little different with me beating you in my 1st title defense.

Equinox begins to walk down the dark steel steps, his head still titled, rubbing his hands together as he continues to talk.

Equinox: This Sunday in Las Vegas, Nevada at the Gold Coast Casino it’s like a flashback. See last time I fought a former champion at PPV, I came out with the win and then it lead me onto better things . At the end of the night this Sunday, I am going to repeat that result by beating you and retaining my glorifies friend. See here’s the funny thing you were the former SCW Roulette Champion, you got beat by Kain for that belt and you failed to back up your claims that you would beat the man. I faced him once and I beat him. Funny facts about you and him, eh Andrew? What makes you simply think your going to redeem yourself by trying to beat me here at the PPV. I’m going to make sure that I am going to be that person to rise from the ashes of two losses like a phoenix and beat you here and now this Sunday. When all of this has passed, I’m going to be the one you as you look up at the lights and Death Welcomes You. I’m going to be the one that gets that honor, of that I’m sure.

Equinox lets out a soft chuckle before he continues.

Equinox: How can I be so confidant? It’s simple. I have to be. The moment you doubt yourself in that ring, you've already lost. I know exactly what I need to do, and I know exactly how far I’m willing to go to win this. There is no risk I’m not willing to take, there is no reason I will ever give up, and I will absolutely never relent. I will continue fighting until no one is left to stand between myself and Hot Stuff International but the only difference is I will be SCW Roulette Champion past this defense.



Equinox: You’re my 1st opponent that I have to defend this belt against. Word round the block people have called it Magic'...that’s it...'Magic'...What do I say to that? I’m going up against a man who during his time as Universal Champion lost it to the man I beat for it? A man who couldn’t win it back when he lost it and to make it worse is now apparent the Honorable Hulk? I thank management for giving me this shot. I have been asked if I fear You on Sunday? I’m not convinced. Andrew, I’m a man with nothing to lose. I’m a man willing to go to any length to make sure I succeed since I won this belt. I’m going to be generous here and give you a little advice. Focus less on looking honorable which by the way your horrible at and focus more on making sure you are prepared for the coming onslaught. All the spray tan you apply to your orange body in the world won’t help you hide the bruising when I’m slamming you into the mat. Once you step into the ring with me, your flashy outfits will do nothing to stop my fists. I came here to fight, and I came here to win. When I’m done, the only thing 'Magic' about you will be how you make it to any of the upcoming shows when I break your legs before the following week.

Equinox pauses and lifts his face to look at the camera again, another twisted grin spreads across his visage

Equinox: Get some rest, Andrew. And get your head straight. I’m coming for you and not the other way around, and I’m not going to stop until you are finished. I will break you. I will make you tap or pin you. It matters not how I beat you, until your lifeless and I give the fans what they truly want. I will end your run at this championship and the fans will get what they deserve. Don’t be upset, though. Some men just weren’t meant to stand at the top of the mountain. You can go home slunk in a corner and realize your reign is coming to an end and it will be me that does it. As long as I’m here, you will never get another reign as SCW roulette champion. That is the way it is fortold. So let it be written. In heaven. In Hell. On Earth. In the Universe and the space time continuum. You will learn your place as you die that night as I will end your miserable life and let you understand the true meaning of my forsaken name. That’s just the way it is....Welcome to Wayward Dreams, Joker’s!!!!!! The END is near for you, Andrew. Can’t you feel it?
A heckled laugh can be heard as the video feed slowly loses contact.
The scene opens up again…fading from the blackness called life.
T H R E E - D A Y S - R E M A I N I N G

The scene opens up to an abandoned classroom, mid 1800’s and old as hell. Ravens can be seen picking at tables, chairs and bones even little spiders crawling around on the floor as a voice is heard.

“I guess some congratulations are in order…”

Those words were what was heard as the camera began recording. The location seems to be inside a church that is halfway through a renovation. However the place looks completely empty as there doesn’t seem to be a single soul here, except for the one man who is sitting on one of the benches…Equinox, twirling his umbrella on his shoulder. This upcoming PPV, As for mentioned Into the Void III, Equinox is going up against an old opponent of his in the form of the former SCW Roulette Champion, and probably the Crown Jewel of Hot Stuff International, Andrew Garcia. While the last two weeks have been in Andrew’s favor, this didn’t seem to hold any clear affect on the rather calm looking Bizarre superstar.

“Congratulations Andrew…congratulations on getting in my head and sitting there as I wait to spring on you the greatest demise of all time. Finally the Era of Equinox can start, but before it can start I can let it reign, I must beat you.”

After saying his words, in a rather relaxed manner for someone who is due to go up against one of Hot Stuff International’s best in a few days time, the now turned hailing from Britain stood up from his bench, turned to the side and walked. His left hand trailed against the top of the bench until he reached the end closest to the recording device and turned himself to face the camera that is recording him.

Equinox:
“I should also congratulate you on some other things as well. You failed to beat me in our 1st encounter in singles competition. You failed to defend you belt against Kain, a match you once called yourself the king of. You scored a win over me, You scored a win in which most would have seen me laugh as you came crumbling through the table. Heck, I should congratulate you for lighting the very fire in my belly. Which happens to be why you are facing me at the Pay Per View.

So congratulations on proving that the 2nd time’s the charm. Now normally, third time’s the charm…that phrase seem to describe your career at the very best because come the PPV your going to need more then three seconds to beat me. It’s as though the volcanic eruption that is your momentum, will freeze over and break down into tiny little pieces as you go one-on-one against the one you beat but haven’t pinned or made submit. Hey Andrew this is me finally talking to you man to man. This Sunday you will not beat me.”

Even though seeming to be complimentary at first, it quickly came apparent that the male is simply speaking out of confidence as his facial expression is both cold and completely emotionless. Yet once he finished his words the Equinox wrapped in Anarchy began to stroll off. Quickly knowing what the male’s intention was the camera quickly began to follow Equinox until the man finally stopped in front of an empty yet sealed casket.

Equinox
“Of course this is where you casket lies. Under Roulette rules anything can happen. There can be No pins, no submissions, no count-outs, no disqualification, no knockouts…you have never beaten me, but the point that simply remains is you have never pinned me or made me tap out. I will repeat history and pin you or make you submit or which ever the stipulation could be.
You talk about me being cheap knock off of my hero’s and my idols …yet you weren’t the only one who has yet evolve. It was while on Climax Control last week, that I looked in the mirror and realized that you had no chance of beating me. You call yourself honorable but yet you cower like a coward to Mark Ward. Sean Jackson is just his bitch and come Sunday Jamie will put him in his place. For the first time, in what felt like an eternity among the whisper in the wind, I feel free…I feel me…I feel alive. For every Superman there is kryptonite and for every Andrew Garcia, there is me.”

Even though talking to the camera, Equinox’s eyes were fixated upon the wooden box, his right hand trailing across the coffin in an unorganized manner as he spoke his words. However Equinox’s eyes moved up to look directly into the lens as he spoke out his final sentence before deciding to walk off from the casket. Following the male the camera spotted a couple of metal folding chairs that Equinox walked pass, one of them having a seat on one of them and next to him, he glanced over to a few chairs away, yet the male suddenly stopped and snapped himself around. Without saying a word he walked over to the other chair and picked up the objects off the seconds, which happen to be frames - one having a picture of Sean Jackson and the other having a picture of Michael Hardy - and revealed them to the camera for a moment before placing them both down on the seat before appearing to ponder something.

Equinox:
“Now I think about it…I am quite possibly, literally and in more ways than one the very last person you would want to face in your rematch for this belt. Why, why, why, why, why is that, Mate? The fact that I’ve always beaten you mentally and psychical even after that simple tag match two weeks ago. The other, me lad, is actually created because of you and Hot Stuff International but you already knew this. After running from the ambulance and the hospital, I stumbled upon a cave in Cairo, Egypt. There I was welcomed to a dark place and therefore asked to drink from a goblet of blood by a dark mist and by listening to what it had to say, I was simply given the ability to endure the anguish of losing and defeat but in return given the ability to beat you and end Hot Stuff International. Then comes the Pay Per View where in my 1st match since that dark day, I was against the Duke Topai Ata. I warned him that I was ‘the worst kind of guy’ for him to face in her first match back. Guess what happened? That silly, little, boy didn’t heed my warning and I end up hurting him so badly that he practically vanished from the face of the earth. That’s right, Andre, I KILLED a piece of Hot Stuff International before it had the chance to grow when it just begun and I can, rather easily, kill this Andrew Garcia before me. Look at Max Burke, Gone. Look at Duke, Gone. Look at Jackson beaten like a little boy by the man he claims to drilled a hole in the back of his skull. Why am I targeting you and Hot Stuff International?

How can I, may you ask? Because you and your group took a dream from me and now I take something from you and H.S.I. I wonder, wouldn’t it be amusing if you, the guy who seems to find a way to get into a position to win, end up having your knee shattered into a million little pieces, as if it was the hope of those who supported the Argentinean national football team? Heh, wouldn’t it be amusing…for the death of your career, as well as your era, be caused by the guy who beat the man who ended your reign in the 1st place? Hell, if you’re watching this…hey, Andrew’s dad, be prepared to put your money on me for unlike your son’s failure is simply woven into the cloth of fate by the needle of the past. I will simply go beyond the nice guy and retain this championship”

At first it sounded like the male might actually be losing his sanity yet the more he spoke the more confidently calm and arrogantly relaxed he is. As if to give an image to his words the male used his hands to make a knitting motion throughout this final sentence before deciding to push the pictures off the chair and sit down on it, ignoring the sound of shattering glass as he began to speak up again.

Equinox
“The past…while I have said that history is history, the present is born from future’s past. I know most have foreseen me to lose and that my friend is not an option, I will be damned if this belt loses its value in your hands.”

Even though calm and arrogantly at first, Equinox was definitely sounding quite serious a he mentioned of various things. He began to think of twitter and wondered if ever for mentioned why it existed.

Equinox
“Those were the two of the three dates of our history, I have a valid win over you and you over me, hence why third time’s the charm shall be for me. You say you look to overcome me and how I will never beat you again for this championship. However that will definitely not happen…at all. There won’t be any Hot Stuff International where we are going because it will become to hot. I will let you know that there will be nobody to save you, nobody to screw me over, nothing to damage, nothing to help…and there will be absolutely no one or anything to blame but yourself as I not only beat you one, two and three…but I’ll also beat you within an bleeding inch of your damn life. And nothing will be there to save you from all the suffering I, Equinox, plan on making you endure.”

Now, instead of a dry chuckle, the male coughed lightly at the end of his words, the dust from some of the wooden platforms involved in the renovation being a possible cause for this. However once he finished his words Equinox walked over to the ring as if staring at pure beauty, before stepping over to a perfectly set up ladder, as if a construction worker plans to return on the next day, and leaning his own body slightly against it.

Equinox
“And I plan on making you endure a lot…hell, if this was an Elder Scrolls game then I would use a spell on you to heal you well enough so that I can beat the crap out of you yet again. I don’t care that you’ve won the our last match or that I lost my last match, a feat I’ve yet to do is beat Rage and I will in due time, none of those things matter to me at all. As the only thing that matter to me right now is this Sunday, where you will become nothing more than a vintage victim of the guy formerly known as Michael Hardy. Heh, if anything you, dear Former SCW Roulette Champion, could end up becoming nothing more than a simple rung on this ladder as you will watch as I will climb to greatness and beyond. The first step was Kain the only person to have ever beaten you for that belt - while the second step will be you and the third step could be the SCW Heavyweight Champion and finally the SCW Heavyweight Championship above this ladder.

You don’t agree with me? Heh, I guess I should have expected that but if you really disagree with what I say then here is a question I have for you…what are you going to do? Beat me? Don’t make me laugh, Chump. I’ve already beaten you, because I know that all that tough boy you spew from your mule of a mouth is that you are most likely secretly doubt your own chances of victory, dear Orange Hulk. It’s been a contracting factor. I came in beat three guys and you to get my shot at Grimm. I lost. You beat him. I beat Kain and look at where we are now”

It was only near the end of the first half of his words that Equinox made the decision to move and climb up this ladder he was leaning again…going up one step at the mention of Kain, a second at the mention of Andrew Garcia and then a third step before turning to face the camera and question if Garcia does not ‘agree’ with the Paragoned Enigma’s words. An overconfident smirk appeared on Equinox’s face after finishing his before deciding to climb to the top of the ladder. The moment he finished the climb he turned around and sat down on the very top rung before looking down upon the camera, expecting it to zoom in on his face.

Equinox:
“On top of this ladder, looking down on all of you, How fitting…I think I finally realize what it taste like to be at the top looking down upon everybody. A taste that you’ll definitely have to get use to Andrew…as well as fight to get to me and if some how you beat me, for it is often harder to stay at the top than it is to get up to it…another piece of advice. You beat me, there is nothing in this world that will stop me from getting back what is mine. But how foolish of me Andrew. See as SCW Roulette Champion your back automatically becomes a target of everyone on the roster, even the people you think are your friends are simply waiting to stab you in the back and take the belt. But then again, so is being the SCW Champion, I left that fate to chance as one might have it for when I earn the chance to become SCW Champion, all I care about is the present and at the present, better known as Into the Void III, I’ll be the one with my hand raised in victory at your expense…yet again.”

As if to signalize the possible future victory, Equinox clenched his right hand into a fist and raised it up into the air, causing the camera to zoom out slightly and end up seeing the bright stainless glass, which - at this current angle - make it looks almost like a light shining down upon the guy who calls himself a Paragon of Anarchy for reasons unknown to anybody.

Equinox:
“Heh, here’s another bit of history that you might not know Garcia…out of the everything I have ever done…I have won and I have lost. But I always have rose to the challenge. So it is also for that reason that our upcoming confrontation of action, suspense and even more action shall be when the relationship between that phrase and your career dies. You will see the phrase “Challenge” at its best…”

With confidence that is perfectly mixed within his voice as the male spoke out yet at the last bit as the SCW Roulette Champion steadily made his way down the ladder before turning around to properly, and fully, face the camera.



Equinox:
“Garcia. You’ve developed into a real jackass since becoming apart of Hot Stuff International… but you’ve developed your game as well and I personally respect that. But this improvement will always go full circle as I beat you once again. You have never beaten me one-on-one and considering the facts that I am SCW Roulette Champion for a reason and you are not… I will let you know this and I will make this perfectly clear…this will be your very last chance to finally get a win over the one you’ve never scored one against before in a singles match. I could wish you luck, but I would be lying…so instead I want you to give it your all, like you did at when you lost to Kain, for this hurdle is just as determined to keep you down. See you at Into the Void III, Andrew.”

[Scene two]

The lights come on and black out up in the rafters of the one housing the one they call . He is sitting on a rack of steel steps with his umbrella tilted out. He is seen laughing his head off as he cackles about and holding his sides. So many thoughts tumbling through his head and so little care. Andrew Garcia thinks he can scare him? He laughs in the face of danger and hopes that Someone tries to show up and cost him the championship he had fought hard for. He smiled because he welcomed the challenge.

Equinox: I been waiting and waiting. Oh how I have been waiting, seeing the flaps of your neck roam free as you spew your vials words upon Twitter and SinCityWrestling.com with your hate for me, someone who is not you but his own entity. Hardy was a thing of the past and yet you and your bloody leeches have become blind as you seek to suck blood from me.

He smiles and he runs his right index finger softly down his cheek. He growls knowing this might be his only down fall. He tilts his head when another thought runs through his mind. You can see out of the glimpse of the shadows a figure can be seen. A small little man with Joker like facepaint comes waddling down like a penguin right next to Equinox underneath the umbrella as if this little guy loved the darkness. Equinox doesn’t look at him but speaks as though speaking to the little man.

EQUINOX: Where in the hell is my mind tonight? Usually it’d be here by now set to do battle. Then again it is nice and quiet right now. See I am walking into a match where many say I will lose and many say I will end your career because of my deranged state, Garcia. Many say that the Jokers of Paragon will aid me tonight and welcome their assistance. Not because I need their strength. No I want to be their hope as a good guy should have a decent reign he has truly earned it and that I truly have. To all the hatred know that I am more then I made out to be. No I am my own person, my own entity, I want nothing to do with the Wild set of things but only to show my fans from SCW, who I am and what I can do in this very ring. I do what I see fit and not by their standards. I don’t run around with a messed up title list on a long piece of toilet paper and when no one is looking add another for keep’s sake. I earn it. See coming into this match, I have to say this to Andrew, See I respect him. It is the only reason I am happy to have this match. The last match he was in with me was no more than a doorway to our storied history! Because I see me in him, I saw that darkness that has finally come out to play and validated that we are here, we are designed to take pain and we are very, very dangerous. See Andrew despite everything you have said I will be the winner of this outcome. You unleashed the darkness within me and I will take you out just as I did Duke and just as I am going to do to the rest of H.S.I.

He shakes his head. It seemed like the men he once respected were people he could not respect anymore. He had no problem with Sean Jackson, it was a mere friendly challenge. Then they happened. He happened. Now all that stood between Equinox and revenge was H.S.I. They were ignorant fools. Bullies and hypocrites. They did everything and anything to get their so called attention as if though they mommies didn’t love them enough. Equinox welcomed their hate as he thrived on it. It was too quiet for his liking now. From no where a voice comes.

: Those Moronic Fools are so ill fated are they not? You are the two time XCW World Champion, The Current SCW Roulette Champion and yet you let them run their mouths. You feed off their hate and lure them in like Mice to a Mousetrap. How predictable? When will people realize that you are more dangerous when you are hated by people who cannot comprehend your brilliance?

A twisted figure of a cat starts to form and land on the shades of the umbrella. It has a crescent moon like smile. One has to wonder what is going through. He seems very happy to see his old friend again. The cat was right though. He was more dangerous when hated and despised. He turns into an insane man of a monster once the bell rings. He was not the one to anger.

EQUINOX: Chess, welcome back my old friend. It has been a bit of time. It’s funny how you have shown up tonight of all nights as I defend my championship against Andrew. I hope the Jokers are ready to be in for a battle because I plan to give them a fight for them.

Chess: I know, I was there watching from a far. So you finally you are getting your match with Garcia. That is a very good thing. Those H.S.I scoudeldrawls have been nothing but bullies since you’ve unlocked the dark part of your mind.

EQUINOX: That will happen in due time tonight. But the question is can he defeat me cleanly.

Chess: That is so true? I mean he has beaten you in a tables tag team match nothing more. Never pinned you.

EQUINOX: Thought I never did like Andrew, I damn sure want this to be a fair fight, but how can it. We both know Hot Stuff International will be watching. How fitting for a pack of cowards like them!?

Chess: It seems that things are still looking up for you. Maybe this is your chance to show everyone who you are. See you defeat them singlehandedly and that will perhaps prove your worth to the locker room.

EQUINOX: I know that Chess. I am looking forward to this match. See coming here I have a chance to face two guys who can’t stand me and I welcome that. I welcome their hate but the delusion in it all does my tag partner even have my back.

Chess: So have you seen twitter lately, it seems Andrew is highly confident he will beat you..Not that you care.

He smiles at the cat. He knew the mental cat knew how to get on twitter and roam around. He was called a rookie with an Ego. He was not a rookie. Many called him a legend, From where he was standing it was time to show them who he was. But He knew this was going to be the hardest match to defeat Andrew here tonight, in his short run of being SCW Roulette Champion. Yet, He was ready.

EQUINOX: I welcome your wrath Andrew for you are no better then the scum you crawl around with. Come this title match if you will, I like those odds. I will never stop! I will never die! My limits exceed everyone in this damn federation!

Chess: I wonder how far are people willing to go. To shut you down and say you’re a rip off when they have no idea the ability you possess. Andrew Garcia is but a mere mouse compared to you and you have stolen nothing, do you hear me. You simply have done what you could and tonight my son, win, lose or draw I am proud of you.

EQUINOX: You know that is a good point. Wayward Dream is about to be dealt here tonight boys and I won’t quit until they start shouting “Off with their heads” which I will gladly do.

Chess: The Wayward Dream will come to a realization. Now it starts to come more and more into effect. Does anyone have what it takes to stop you? I doubt Hot Stuff International can hold you back.

EQUINOX: At this point not one damn person can hold me back. See I am going into everything, see a little birdie told me I was on my own from the beginning and like it or not I am fine with that. Just know Andrew, I will not let the Jokers down tonight no matter what the flap you’ve said or what you conceive in your pretty little mind as tonight I plan on stripping them bare for all to see and when the time is right it will be “off with their heads”.

Chess: Hell, Andrew you must be stupid then to realize Equinox would be so forgiving. He doesn’t need to run his mouth on twitter to talk “Shit” as you could claim. Andrew, I have come to the realization that your nothing but a punk, a low life. A coward. A simple boy who rides the co-tails of Hot Stuff International and are along for the ride. Everyone else in that bloody group on the other hand seems like a bunch of fluid flabber fucks. Andrew, Equinox has said multiple times he respects you and he could give two shits about Hot Stuff Internationals possible interference tonight. You are not apart of this simple stable, You are one man. Tonight he will face you one on one. Question is will you do the same?.

EQUINOX: Who really knows? See Andrew it doesn’t really matter if I lose tonight or if I fall because should I fall tonight, you folks will be losing your heads tonight.

He laughs at the thought. He respected Andrew and laughed at his bullshit of being honorable. Hell, he would of considered Andrew one of the best, but now he had a hard choice to make because of the actions of Hot Stuff, Mark Ward, Andrew Garcia and the rest of the lot. He looks at the cat and snickers shaking his head.

EQUINOX: So in the end of it all Chess, I will walk out with my head held up high. I am not going to stop until I complete what I started! The Hot Stuff International will lose tonight and lose another memeber!

The cat turns with its sinister smile and walks into the mirror. It suddenly vanishes.

EQUINOX: I don't care who you are and I don’t care what you have said! I am not going to lie down! I am not the one to mess with! I am coming to the PPV and defeating Andrew Garcia by myself! I will end his lack luster career! There is nothing anyone can do to stop me! This is my time! So why don't you go ask yourself, Why the Hatter is Mad!? Welcome to the Wayward Dream Joker’s! Joker’s Rise Up!!!!!

As he ends the segment. He lets out a dying piercing scream as if to alarm the arena that the insane mad man called Equinox has arrived. He is ready to play and ready to have the fans shout “Off with their heads”!!!

The light begins flickering on and off as Equinox gives an evil smile.

Equinox: Welcome to the Age of Armageddon, Mr. Garcia. There will BE no survivors. The feed fades black.

 The scene opens up inside of the Devil’s paradise, a tattoo parlor just on the outer limits of Las Vegas, Nevada. Camera men walking into it with people all around screaming in pain as the camera’s follow to back door. No one knows what’s on the other side but cackling can be heard as you can see a hand slowly turns the knob.


Suddenly you can see you black and white twirling about like sonic blurs as demonic face etches from about the umbrellas a hand is shown as Equinox throws his head back and let’s out a bloody scream seemingly freighting the cameramen which can be seen except by his eyes.

Equinox:

"Ahahahaha! Hello Kiddies come in for a tale. The Night Dove strikes a pale. Climax Control is not to far but is forever seen near and far".

The cameramen stares black into the camera. As Equinox begins to mess with a tattoo gun found on the floor seemingly enthused to the sound as you

Equinox: "Why do they leave you upon the floor old friend to wait in dire wait".

Equinox:

"Because when the time comes you shall strike and have your vengeance as I came for what is rightfully the Creatures on June 8,2014. When the man they call Equinox faces off one lil bird named Jericho Hill and newly crowned champion, SCW Roulette Champion Kain for the SCW Roulette Division Title".

Equinox cackled and walks further into the dark and emptied hall way where at the end you can see door half open and half closed leading to a bright blue painted room where a child’s laughter can be heard. Equinox walked through the demented hallway, his fingers etching it’s walls like stone as the umbrella closed as if it had a mind of it’s own, but to his annoyance, for no one knew that his work with Hot Stuff International was not yet done. He looked around for a moment stopping about a few miserable feet away from the middle of the elongated hallway, even going up to the door and looking out of it, and still saw no one. Equinox ran his hand over his locks.

Cameramen: So, who was it?

Equinox:

"That kiddies is was a sign of what is yet to come. That is a sign of a new revolution. A twisting revolution if you will, when Equinox becomes SCW Roulette Division Champion for the 1st time in Las Vegas, Nevada".

Equinox begins to laugh

“Ah ha ha ha ha, hahaha, ha, ha, ha”.

Before looking directly at laughing again with a little more ring to it “oh, a-hee-hee, ha ha, oh, hee ha, ahaha”.

Bloody scream can be heard.

Equinox: "And I thought that my dear brother had a very dull sense of humor".

Equinox glared down the hallway most undoubtedly wondering who was in on his little bag of fun, before he starts to walk very menacingly towards the door and into the room as he sits down in Indian style position and unhinges his umbrella to twirl about while he rocks back and forth.

He smirks and clasps his hands along the bamboo shaft and smiles in glee.

Equinox:

"Jericho Hill is hill that’s still and loopy as a bat. But what should happen when your wings become fat and you can’t flap. Flap Flap Flap and a Rata Taa Tat. You walked out the losing end of the stick at Chaos in Capetown to that gorilla they call Rage. He is just a mere rat in cage and though Giant he may seem. His pee brain wouldn’t last a day in Equinox’s Way. Sunday Night you will travel down my road and get lost in turn. You will watch as I become what the fans all know I, Equinox can become the SCW Roulette Champion. You can be there or your can be Triangular in our three way match up".

Equinox to raised an eyebrow which no one could see under the mask of his as he began to talk.

Equinox: "Kain, you’re a fighting man no doubt. A little inconclusive none the less. But a fighting man while you walked out victorious and said what you were going to do and that is beat the orange umpla Andrew Garcia in a match made in the middle".

Continuing with his words as they began to flutter.


“You see while you crawled out of a train wreck and became the one thing I told these Creatures I would become down the line and that is a champion they deserve. Did you see my match with Duke Ata Topai, the flesh still is missing from my bones but tonight it becomes whole again as I strike you down in my own dimension and in my own way from the dark kingdom in Equinox’s way”!!!!!!

“WE LOVE, WE HATE, WE DIE FOREVER LATE”.

The Camera Feed begins to fade to black.


--------------------------------------------------- (Norton’s Hospital: Louisville, Kentucky, 36 hours later) ----------------------------

The scene opened back up inside of room 209 in Norton’s Hospital, where patient Seth Jackson is resting, thinking over the last few months. He has been laid up here for nearly two months with a broken collar bone and a pinched nerve in his neck due to HIS actions on his wedding night in Cairo , Egypt. Ever since then, he’s lost it all: His fiancé, his faction, and even his career. Everything that was important and had value to him was stripped away all in the matter of a few seconds, all because of him. He swore that when he was able, he would return and make his life a living hell for what he put him through. He was pulled from his thoughts as the door opened and a Doctor, wearing light blue scrubs, a mask, and a hair net, walked into his room, holding his medical chart. Following him were two other doctors, one male and one female, wearing the same thing. He had been so wrapped up in his thoughts; that he forgot he was having an operation on the pinched nerve.

Doctor 1: Ah, Mr. Jackson. How are you on this fine morning?

Seth looked over at the doctor

Seth: Fine doc, but I thought that it was Dr. Richardson who was handling my procedure?

The Doctor didn’t look up from the chart as the other two go outside for a moment, most likely to get the tools.

Doctor 1: Ah, Richardson got called up to the fifth floor by administration at the last moment for a meeting, so I’ll be handling it. I’m Dr. Mark Ledger.

Seth nodded in understanding, before relaxing a bit as the other two doctors re entered the room, the male Doctor with a try of tools and other objects, and the nurse with a neatly folded stack of sheets and blankets. The lead Doctor continued to look at his chart, before speaking again.

Doctor 1: Now, I’m looking your charts over and it says you gained these injuries while working. How did that occur?

Seth glared at the ceiling as he remembered what happened all over again.

Seth: Let’s just say that I learned a lesson on who my friends were that night and leave it at that.

Doctor 1: Ah, I see.

The room went silent after that as the Doctors prepared him for surgery. Everything looked to be in place, when the lead Doctor suddenly looked over to him and spoke.

Doctor 1: Before I start, do you mind if I ask a question?
Seth motions for him to ask.

Doctor1: Ah, excellent! I just wanted to ask…

The “Doctor’s” voice changes from upbeat and friendly to a pitched, eerie growl.

“why it is that you ever thought of me as a “Friend”?

Seth’s eyes snapped open, and he slowly looked up at the Doctor. He looked him in the eyes, and nearly jumped out of the bed in shock as he stared right into those familiar, shock-bright green eyes that have haunted him over the two months ever since Sean Jackson and Hot Stuff International appeared. The “Doctor” slowly peels off his mask, revealing himself.


It was Equinox, who was giving Seth a very dark smile. He yanks the hair net off of his head and runs a hand through his hair, before sitting down in the chair next to Seth. He looked over at the other two “Doctors”, and motioned for them to reveal themselves. They both un-masked to reveal Joker like Masks as Seth snaps out of his shock and tries to attack Equinox, but stops and clutches his shoulder in pain as Equinox shakes his head in disappointment.

Equinox:

"So, strapped to a hospital bed with an IV pumping a few un-named drugs into your system, Injured, outnumbered, outsmarted, and staring into the eyes of the man who took everything you could possibly think of, and more, away from you. I'm hazarding a guess here, but, uh”…


Equinox clicks his tongue with his teeth, then smiles in an unpleasant manner.

“... not exactly the way you'd imagined our next meeting turning out, is it Sethy”?

Seth snarled at Equinox and again reached out, ignoring the immense pain coursing through his shoulder as he tried to grab at Equinox, who was about a finger tip’s length away. Equinox just sat there, taking a sick pleasure in watching him strain his arm to reach him.

Seth: You, Monster!!! Sean will kill you for this!!!

Equinox moves his head back slightly to avoid Seth’s hand as Seth continued to try to reach, claw, and grab at him. Finally, after a moment, Seth seems to be slowly fading, stopping his attempts to attack Equinox and on the verge of slipping into unconsciousness. Equinox notices this and gives a sinister smile.

Equinox:

"Ah, it looks like it’s finally starting to take effect. I’m actually a bit surprised that you managed to go this long without yelling out in pain due to your arm, let alone not noticing the meds slowly starting to get to you.
Equinox stands up and puts on another surgery mask".

Equinox ”Oh well, I guess all good things must come to an end”.

Equinox went to walk over to the trey of tools, but Seth stopped him.

Seth: W-why?

Equinox pauses and slowly looks over his shoulder at him.

“I-have nothing to do with Sean Jackson!?! Sean Jackson and I may share the same last name but why oh why did you have to pick me??? You kidnapped, me shot me with unknown drugs , and..uh”.

The drugs must have taking effect and Equinox seemed to notice.

“Asked me questions and all for what the prevent something you can never stop, Hot Stuff International”.

Equinox stood there for a moment, before he lowered the mask and frowned at Seth.

Equinox:

"There are a number of reasons why Seth, we both know that, but I think there are two very small reasons why I’ve done what I did. I don’t enjoy being used by anyone, nor being used as sacrificial lamb to be lead to slaughter for the pursuit of dominance in a company such as Sin City Wrestling. Equinox walks over to the bed and leans down to where he’s face to face with Seth".


“I told you from the moment you found me in that tomb in Cairo, Egypt to run away and never look back. Because what I am about is not something you want apart of.. You not only neglected to heed my warning, you gained the absurd notion that you and I were kindred spirits, friends even”.


Equinox leans in next to Seths ear.

“All that’s left for you to do is fade into obscurity and let it overcome you”. “Help me rade SCW of filthy like Jackson and help me give the people what they desire and I will repair the damage I have done”.

Equinox leans away just as Seth finally succumbs to the contents of the IV bag, a grim smile on his face as he pulls his mask back up and looks over to the other two.

Equinox:

“Alright, now that the predictable part is over”.

Equinox claps his hands together.

“Let’s get on with what we came here to do”.

Equinox:

"Las Vegas, Nevada home to one Seth Jackson and the birth place of SCW. The place where anything can and will happen. Kain, Jericho and Equinox for the Roulette Title. I am Hardy no longer and that is all on your head Sean. It is not a matter of when or where. It is a matter of the right time to strike for when I finally do rid the world of you and the scum they call Hot Stuff International or…”.

Equinox raises an eyebrow in amusement at Seth’s fear.

Equinox:

"It was either this or I Lobotomize you. And despite the fact that I am in a good mood".

Equinox pauses to think of how to phrase this.

"With you oh I do so hope, so to speak, I rather like you to be fully functional in the mind".

Equinox:

“Now, I have no intention of killing you as I stand for all that is good and evil. But I wanted to ask WHY I should keep you alive, but that would be too much thinking and that I just don’t do these days, haven’t you seen Chaos in Capetown”?

Seth begins to differ off as Equinox reaches for something but it’s not the tools of surgery. It is black and white and twirls about.

Equinox:

"Time to play a little “friendly” game of Doctor".

Equinox cackled madly as he brought the umbrella down, and the scene ended with Equinox’s laughter still being heard, along with twirls of black and white cutting off from what can be seen.

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The scene opened up with Equinox with his umbrella twirling on his right shoulder standing on top of a very tall building, his back turned to the camera for a moment as he gazed down at the city below.

Equinox:

"It seems as though there has been much talk in the wrestling world over the last 3 months. With the demise of TSNWA , the very brief tenure of Libertarian Shock Wrestling, and the H.S.I era that was so easily ended in SCW”.

Equinox turns around, revealing the same mask he wears to the very ring but of different colors tonight green, white, and black facepaint upon it, with a smirk on his face.

“Equinox came in as a Hardy at Chaos in Capetown and left the righteous Creature of Techno Bizzare. It became the Bizzaro One and the resurrection of Equinox, the scars have faded but the mentality never will”.

Equinox:

"And this brings me to my opponents, “The White Crow of SCW”, Jericho Hill and “The King of Kings” Kain. Now, while you may not know very much about little ole’ me Boys”.

Equinox gives a sinister smile

“I happen to know a fair bit about you, thanks to being locked away in Hardy’s mind all these years. I know about your classic battles with the likes of Rage Mr.Hill, and to your, uh, blood feud with Mark Ward himself, Mr. Kain".

Equinox’s smile widened.

“Yes, with both of your impressive statuses in the wrestling world, it would be hard not to know about you, and your impressive list of accolades and foes”.

Equinox steps away from the ledge of the building and slowly walks to the center of the roof, his smile never leaving his face.

Equinox:

"Unlike many of your, uh, past opponents and enemies, however, I won’t insult you with ridiculous claims about your personal life, bring your allies or you beloved into this, or anything of that nature into our battle. Why? Because once inside of that ring, nothing else matters other than the story that is told as we push ourselves to the very limits of our being. I could lower myself and do such things, but it wouldn’t accomplish anything other than making me look like a fool. Not to mention that I don’t intend to turn this personal unless you give me probable cause”.

People say That I am heavily influenced by Heath Ledger’s Joker and Jeckles the Jester or maybe even some friendly neighborhood Willow character. Well I implore you both to jump in my mind and see it is more than a bumpy ride”.

Equinox’s expression changed turned into a frown and his eyes flashed for a moment, all trace of amusement forgotten.

Equinox: "SCW fans I implore you to tune in tonight when I become SCW Roulette Champion ass my 1st act prevent the championship from going into H.S.I’s ranks".

Equinox’s eyes had glassed over slightly as he remembered the night so well, and he was silent for a few moments. Finally he shook himself out of it and looked into the camera, a rare look of seriousness on his face.

Equinox: "Jericho, Kain, the only thing that stopped me in was Grimm from becoming the 1st time I said I would become champion. And you know what happened, I stole the show along with Grimm that night and I did it again and Chaos in Capetown. Nothing will stop me from doing the same in Tonight in Las Vegas, Nevada for SCW".

Equinox leans forward and is staring right into the camera

“NOTHING”!!!!!!

Equinox stands up and looks around a moment, before pulling out a match from his pants pocket. He strikes it, then tosses it to the ground and watched as it spread and began forming something. The camera zoomed out, and showed exactly what it was that the camera had formed: The letters “E.Q.U.I.N.O.X”.

Equinox chuckled for a moment, before he let out an insane, high pitched cry as the video feed went black as all that could be heard is the umbrella twirling in the wind.