“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.”

 EXCLUSIVE: An Interview With The Highspot Hero

The scene opens up with Nox exiting his 1994, Cherry red mustang showing up at Hotflash Radio. He’s in a white cut tank top and jeans. He’s carrying the GZWA Television Championship in his hand. Today he is meeting with Ryan Jackson’s Hotflash radio in St.Louis to talk about his upcoming Semi-Finals Main Event Match alongside Keira Johnson vs. Ben Jordon & Brittany Williams. Nox is about to enter the building when he is greeted by old friend Ryan Jackson.

Ryan: “Mike my dude? Good to see you come on into the studio.”


They both take a seat in the chairs set out inside the amazing radio studio. Ryan boots up the sytam and starts to speak as it is fading in at that moment due to the cameras.

Ryan: “Ladies and gentlemen my name is Ryan Jackson and I am here with Michael Kendricks also known as the worldwide wrestler Equinox. Tonight we’re here to talk about Equinox and the SCW Blast from the Past tournament 2018. Welcome to the show, Nox.”

Nox: “Thanks for having me, Ryan. Man it’s been what four years since I’ve been here.”

Ryan chuckles and nods

Ryan: “So for those who don’t know about you please tell us about yourself.”

Nox takes a deep breath and smiles

Nox: “Let’s see as a lot of folks know I was born in cambridgeshire, England. Some place in that area I was made or conceived in that area. I went around the world because of my father who served in the military. I have an older brother named Erik who you all know as Brother Erik or Erik Morningstar. He is two years older than me. Unfortunately the story wasn’t always happy. MY father started suffering or maybe he always suffered from Multiple Personality Disorder and PTSD.  One night while I was two and Erik was four there was a fight between our parents. I don’t know really what happened but from what I was told years later, My father tried to kill me & Erik. My mom got in the way he killed her as a result.”

Nox gulps before continuing

Nox: “See as much as that pains me. James P. Gordon the police officer who responded to the call adopted me & Erik. We grew up under his roof. He and his wife, Linda had trouble conceiving. So it worked out well. James was and IS a great father. He introduced us to wrestling when Erik was ten & I was eight. We watched National Wrestling Alliance or NWA for short. Me & Erik were hooked. James got us a trampoline and we’d do backyard wrestling from till I was 8 till I was 15 on the weekends. In fact I have a picture of all of us including you, Ryan”

Nox stops and picks a photo out of his wallet displaying the entire BYW roster. He points to Ryan in pink shorts and a Luchador mask. Ryan laughs about it.

Ryan: “Man those were the times.”

Nox nods and continues speaking

Nox: “From there once I was fifteen, Erik and I started wrestling in high school. Our assistant coach Ryder Williams saw how we wrestled and enjoyed it. We didn’t know at the time he was a professional wrestler in his time. So he took me & Erik under his wing. We did a lot of different shows starting in 2011 wrestling here & there. Once 2013 hit Erik got seriously injured. So he’s stayed retired for now. I’ve been wrestling around the world.”



Nox has to breathe. Honestly he wants to go into a rage. He slows his breathing down. He puts his television championship on his shoulder. Calming himself down, Ryan butts in which is fine to Nox.

Ryan: “So tell us about Sin City Wrestling and their Blast from the Past Tournament. Didn’t you have a reign as SCW roulette champion there? What’s this SCW return mean to you?

EQUINOX: “Well this is my second show back since SCW reopened after it’s few months of closing. As far as the awesome title run I had in SCW my first run. That was the past and as much AS I am proud of it. I look to the future. Ben Jordan was one of the few people to beat me in the past. I would lay at night in whatever bed I was sleeping in and think about that match a lot. I was so young back then. I never have competed in the Blast from the Past tournament till now. So to make it to the Semi-Finals and to be facing Ben Jordon & his partner, it’s surreal. A rematch of sorts if you will. A chance to show him, the world and SCW what I am all about. I have a lot to prove to myself & Ben himself. See Ben I respect what you’ve done in ACW & SCW. I’ve grown a lot in the four years. Four years ago in Madagascar, he beat me at the show before Chaos in Capetown.”



Ryan looks at Nox with interest.

Ryan: “Tell us more about Ben Jordon. You seem like you really want to beat him.”

Nox nods with intent in his eyes.

Nox: “It’s true. I do want to beat him. But I also have to beat him. See this isn’t just for me. It’s for my kids. My son was four when he saw me lose to Ben Jordon. There were people that did play a role in my defeat sort of. But I still lost. But see now I have an almost two year old daughter and she’s watching me wrestle in a few days time at the Star of the Desert Arena in Primm, Nevada. I want to show her the magic that we can do in the ring again, Ben. I feel like Ben is looking at me with some sort of point to prove. Truth is we both have something to prove out there.”


Nox can’t help but chuckle.



EQUINOX: “See what makes Ben such a great adversary is he shows respect for his opponent. He gives it his all and he is not one to just stab you in the back when it’s all said & done. I feel like Ben has to feel he has something to prove to himself as I advanced as a singles champion here & other places. I know he can become champion here, why he isn’t a singles champion yet in SCW is beyond me.”



Ryan: "Why are you so respectful towards Ben?"



Nox raises an eyebrow chuckling



EQUINOX: “We both have the same drive & determination. We both have the same motivation. See Ben is simply out to prove he can go with the best of them. He’s out to prove he can do what others have been able too. But on the same note I am out to prove the exact same thing. I’m out to prove I can main event with anybody and I can do the same thing. Like for example hold the SCW internet championship one day or maybe even the World Championship. Or hell IF this was allowed team with Ben to capture those tag team championships. Maybe another great reign as Roulette Champion. Simply it doesn’t matter where I go because unlike my first run. My mind is clean. I’m healthy. But most of all I have a wonderful support system unlike years ago when my son’s mother took off with him & I had to fight addiction, suicide & everything else.”

There was such emotion in Michael’s voice when he made those comments.


Ryan: “I see, Michael that’s very touching.”





He chuckles.



Nox: “See I knew someday soon I’d be squaring off with Ben again. That’s fine by me because I welcome his challenge.”


Ryan: "Thank you for your time Nox. Do you have anything to say more on?”

Nox looks up at the ceiling and thinks.

EQUINOX: “Call it what you will. I’ve been around the world. I’ve fought some of the best to ever grace this wrestling industry. Period bar none I can be one of the best. But instead I’ve let myself become just another fan favorite in the crowd. See I love to create dream matches. Ben Jordon & Brittany Williams vs. Myself & Keira Johnson. There is no underdog in this story as we’ve all grown as wrestlers I’d like to think. SCW needs a Hero they can depend on. Unfortunately for everyone else they formed the most awesome superhero team ever in Keira Johnson & Myself when it comes to Mix Matched teams. The Hero that this world needs. The Hero that it deserves is simply me. The world is about to see an awesome match. I don’t think He knows or even the world knows what this means to me. Ben is someone I have wanted to face down the road since that day we had one match. I have all the respect in the world for him. It’s time to prove that I have something to gain and lose in this match.”

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Ryan’s office attendant came in and delivered a note to Nox. Nox reads it and looks up before going pale as he rushes out the door. The Note reads…

“Hey Babe, I just got off the phone with your Brother. Your buddy Jay Johnek passed away in his sleep two days ago. He’s been cremated and his ashes buried in one of your spots you guys hang out in. Your brother Erik said you would know where.”

With that the scene fades to black watching Nox rush out the door to his car.
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:This is for Jay:

The scene opens up with tears forming in Nox’s eyes. A lot has been on Nox’s mind since yesterday. Jay was gone but not forgotten. He was walking into a walkway headed up a path leading into the woods. He would be facing in a few days time Ben Jordon & Brittany Williams alongside Keira Johnson.

Spotting a large boulder at the top of the hill he kept climbing as he knew that was where he was buried. That was Jay’s favorite spot when he needed to get away from the world.
Once he made it to the top, he looked for an urn. Looking around he spotted a silver urn that read
“Jay Johnek January 4th, 1994 to April 16th, 2018”

Nox bent down touching the urn. He could feel the tears form as he started to speak

“Hey buddy. Long time no chat. I am so sorry for what happened. I love you man. I bet that you have been keeping an eye on me and my so called fame. I’ve got that rematch of sorts against Ben Jordon you so desperately wanted to watch. Now you can watch from the heavens little brother.”

Nox could feel the sharp pain in his chest. He wanted to scream out to the world at the top of his lungs to feed the pain.

Nox: “I promise no matter what I will give Ben, hell for you. I will do everything possible out there to win this tournament for you. Jay I wish you could personally see what happens in Primm, Nevada. You’ve always wanted to be able to see one of my matches.”

Struggling through the pain, Nox felt the tears form as he touched the urn.

Nox: “I won’t fail you Jay. I promise. You’ll be with me in my matches everywhere I go I promise.”

With that being said Nox went ahead and cried for a little bit before heading off to go catch a plane to Primm, Nevada. He had to beat Ben Jordon & Brittany for Jay. He had to win this tournament for Keira Johnson as he believed she deserved to become champion again. But he also had to win this tournament for himself and for his family.


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Second to None

The scene opens up with Nox having no facepaint on. A hood over his head and chrome handed sun glasses on with purple lenses. You can hear the camcorder go off as Nox takes a deep breath as he’s been through a lot in the past two days. He just lost someone who’s like a little brother to him.

He takes a deep breath before speaking

“You know, I sat down, watched every episode of SCW. That includes the SCW Climax Controls and Supercards. I even found some matches from the ACW days anything available to me so I could learn the facts of how Ben Jordon never accomplished what he is most deserving of and that’s a singles run in SCW. Ben is a tremendous talent.”

Seated on a chair in his hotel room, Nox crosses his arms.

“I don’t think Ben Jordon knows how much this means to me. To face him once more even if it’s a tag match. I am facing him and he’s quite literally one of the best. I know we’re going to give everything we have.”

He pauses, rubs his chin thoughtfully.

“I think it’s pretty surreal going back to my roots. Facing a man who has done so much for SCW Wrestling. It really gives me a chance to redefine who I am as a performer and a professional in this business. I am truly humbled by this honor to compete against him & Brittany who I don’t know anything about, my apologies."

He shrugs his shoulders.

“I could talk about how much you’ve accomplished. I could talk about whom you have beaten including me...It means that much more to me that I am facing the one guy on my bucket list. That showed up on one of my top ten lists. To give everything we have and then some is the goal. It’s a lot of pressure.”

He takes a deep breath. He’s always lived with pressure his entire life. He thrives off it.

“I am honestly looking forward to this match with tag team tournament stakes in our hairs. People coming to the SCW Climax show can expect something special. In the moments that are in that ring. In the way we do this better than anyone that night. I mean that’s why we are in the Main Event.”

He leans forward with another pause, before speaking again

“This match is going to be something to be remembered in the years to come in SCW. It’s a lot of pressure on myself to deliver that kind of caliber of a match, that caliber of a moment. To make that night SCW rolls into Primm, Nevada so special that the High Fliers never forget it. ”

He pauses before pulling up to the screen of the Camcorder the GZWA Television Championship just to show it off. He chuckles.

“With every match regardless where I am. I hold that same kind of pressure on myself very strongly. I feel like over the course of the time I have been gone. I’ve earned that right to make an impression. In the four years I have been gone, I’ve worked so hard.”

Slight pause from the Highspot Hero

“Every day, I’ve watched the stuff you’ve done Ben and been impressed second to none. Every day I’ve I watched that match against me and watch how I lost. I assure you out there Keira has my back and truly is going to be teaming with a guy who’s ready for you, second to none.”

Another pause

“Personally when it comes deep down to it, I have you to thank for pushing me. I have you to thank for making me push myself beyond my limits. So Ben when we step into that ring and that bell rings I am going to give you the best fight you’ve ever had up until now.”

Nox chuckles

“When it comes down to it. There is a lot more than pride in this match on the line. So much more than you’d understand. This is a place that will make you or it will break you. I have no doubt about that.”

Nox runs his hands through his hair with one hand as he grabs the championship he holds and sets it away from the camcorder.

“I didn’t come to SCW just to be a regular wrestler. I didn’t come here to stop at the midcard championship again. I came here to face the very best and that’s where you come in. I wonder if anyone can name another place that has given me that feeling of pressure like this place has. Truth be told you can’t.”

A slight pause from the highspot hero

“As much as it doesn’t matter what you’ve done before this, it also doesn’t matter what I’ve done. It doesn’t matter where I’ve been, what I’ve accomplished. I’ll say it again. I’ve been champion before and I can do it again. I want to be a guy this company can count on second to none.”

He smirks

“People have done a lot of doubting in the four years I have been gone from here. Nothing ever really changes. The respect from you always stays the same and I want you to know, Ben. That my respect for you will never EVER fade.”

He smiles as what he said was very true

“Last week, I had the fortune of facing Joshua Acquin and Jessie Salco alongside Keira Fisher-Johnson. Two competitors who tried to overcome us. We came out victorious. Truth is Ben & Brittany. Keira & I need this win. WE want this win. A tournament just meant to have our name as the winners. I want nothing more than to add this to my resume.”
He chuckles lightly

“Perceptions are everything and it’s how a lot of the world can tell who and what we are about. I look at you two and I see nothing more than two folks who are very good at what they do. I am quite interested in what Brittany Williams can do. I wonder if she has any relation to Sierra Williams.”

He chuckles. Hopefully the roster seeing this promo will be able to tell who both are.

“We all seek the highest of goals. But it’s our motivation and determination that drives us through. But do you ever reach that point? We’ll have to see Ben.”

He lifts his hand, raising it so that it’s level with his eyes to the ceiling before bringing his back down to come in contact with the camcorder.

“There’s always somewhere to go and something to do in this world. There’s always that one company that can bring out the energy inside you. That fire if you will. I expect everyone I face will try and push me to my limits and I love the idea of that.”

Nox pauses thinking of his childhood friend turned brother, Jay

“I can’t say you got lucky beating me four years ago. Maybe that was what drove me back here. Maybe it wasn’t. Time will tell if you can knock me from this tournament or not. You beat Cortez and Raab and that’s no small feat. That’s something to be proud of my dude.”

He sniffs inward, shaking his head.

“I’d wish I had more to say, but since you wear it on your sleeve. I can just say this.”

Nox pauses, the expression on his face tells it all as he seems excited.

“You’ve got the heart of a lion there is no doubt about that. I don’t doubt that Brittany wouldn’t have that big of a heart either. You two will be tough to beat.  But to beat us you have to get innovative. It’s just something you are going to learn how to do against me and Keira.”

Another slight pause from the Highspot Hero as he gets his hair out of his face.

“It’s that simple, guys. You either learn something new or you lose. We all have something to prove her. I’d like to think what I have riding on this is far more knowledgeable than anything you can put down. To you it’s a simple win. To me it’s simply redemption at its fullest. You want to win so badly guys. You are going to have to end me to make it to the finals. WE can’t be stopped and we won’t be stopped. This for me, my kids, My Holli and my little brother Jay god rest his soul.”

He takes a moment to breath

“So good luck to you guys out there. Second to None you’re going to get pushed to your limits. In the end man rather we win or lose you have my respect. Welcome to Wayward Dreams.”

With that being said Nox gets up and turns off the camcorder as we fade to black.

OOC: SO thankful to Ben for understanding my situation and the SCW crew. Found out this morning as I am posting this my lil brother Jay who I was going to visit before I head to Vegas in anchorage passed away in his sleep. I love you all. Good luck guys...see you when I get back the 26th.

 And so Power Play is born like so many others they die like a puzzle before they rise from their bed in the morning dew. The Rejects fated by my old pal, Gavin alongside Mikah and Andrew Watts and let’s not forget dear old Alex Kalin. Then you have Caleb Houston, Hydro and JT Midas.
It seems stables like using me as a stepping stone…
Time for a history lesson boys.

Back when I left Uncensored as the rightful Ironman Championship Contender, their boss suspended me...upon his actions I went almost as mad as Hot Stuff International cost me the ACW World Heavyweight Championship in Cairo, Egypt.

So one by one I started to take them down a peg or two…
Duke Ata Topai..Former ACW World Heavyweight Champion…
In my creation…the basic barbed wire street fight..call it what you will but to me it will always be my sweet baby..Anarchy Rules.

Then came the next week…as You Sean Jackson lost the ACW Heavyweight Championship and SCW Heavyweight Championship Unification Match…you seek glory for the next few months but found nothing more than to be a lap dog to Hot Stuff International and Jamie Dean but of course Jamie is gone for an undisclosed space of time.

But let’s look at really matters…Me vs. New SCW Roulette Champion, Kain vs. Jericho in Junkyard Brawl Match.

Fast forward to here and now. I’m the longest SCW Roulette Champion in the company’s history. Defended it on more than one occasion. I beat people who looked to end my reign and create something for them on their own. I get jumped by someone we knows all too well…Jimmy Ringo a man who couldn’t beat me the 1st time we fought and still couldn’t beat me on his own. So what’s he do…he calls in his friend…J2H…sounds similar to Y2J Chris Jericho…but rest assured they are entirely different.

Then what comes out of the blue there Jimmy, then the Stallion of Blue Balls…Giani D Luca. Then man seemed on my side even when I faced you Sean Jackson in our Halloween Hardcore Match on the Halloween edition of Climax Control. The man I had mistaken for my friend who later turned boycott mode and screwed me out of the one thing these fans enjoyed seeing…me sacrificing my very life for the Roulette Division and destroy my body and my mind inside that ring.

Now ask yourself…Why so Serious about the Roulette Division…because it’s where I truly made an impact.

Now I sit here with no championship on my shoulder other than the faint memory of what it was like to make history as SCW Roulette Champion.
Now I know I haven’t been heard from since High Stakes…you’ve seen me in other companies winning matches and such. But I just couldn’t face the Jokers and Fiends in Sin City Wrestling knowing I let them down and didn’t make another successful title defense for “Their” Roulette Championship.

So, Sean let me ask you, did you really think it was over between you and I? Because it is so far from over. You’re just sitting there with a smug look on your face. You’re probably thinking you’re going to beat me this time. That you’re going to beat me when it matters this time.

There is just something different about this time. I can feel it in the air. It won’t be the high knee to the back of my skull. It won’t be my back flat on the mat or me tapping out to any submission.

Hell it will be beating you in the ring in front of all of the Joker’s and Fiends. Either I make you tap. Or I deliver a beating so severe that not only will you not get up. You won’t be able to kick out.

Here’s a concept that you aren’t probably aware of because your head is in the clouds being your SCW Heavyweight Champion and all.

You’ve never beaten me one on one without someone’s help. You’ve never pinned or made me submit cleanly. There’s always been that some sort of interference.

Once again a history lesson for you and maybe a few math problems for you while you’re sitting there wondering what my point is.
In Cairo, Egypt I took you out not once but twice.

You had all the cards in the palm of your hand. You had Vanessa playing the fiddle and distracting the ref for the night, Drew Patton.

Let’s not forget Drew was a crooked referee. Then there’s the factory of Hot Stuff International coming out and handing you the win.
Granted I still stand by my thoughts on your hands getting handed the ACW World Championship in the 1st place…that night in our first meeting was not only the worse night of my career but also my rebirth.

The H.S.I hasn’t had much luck against me…I overcame Duke Ata Topai. I overcame Andrew Garcia. Max Burke…no one has heard from him since he saw me decimate Duke at My Bloody Valentine.

Then what about Lucian Frost and Josh Acquin. You hadn’t seen much of those two since losing the SCW Tag Team Championships. I mean Lucian was decimated by Drexel Matheson and Josh is seen losing opportunity after opportunity.

See what I say has meaning…when I mention Hot Stuff International and all the stables involved in this hell we call Sin City Wrestling. They all wanna use me as stepping stone to highlight their careers. Well no longer will that be the case.

They all thought it was over, the way everyone else faded into different places. But now we’re all here again…as we were meant to be one big happy family.

You all thought many things…

Things they'll soon realize were mere fantasies when this judgment day arrives. Because while you Sean and everyone in Hot Stuff International are still on my list. I made a promise to the fans and I won’t stop til this one is accomplished til your gone from the one place that has meaning and history because of young guys like me. Guys like the Bossom Buddies. Drake Green. Simon Jones and a lot of the other guys in the back. Let’s not forget the amazing vixens division. Women like Roxi Johnson, Melody Grace and so many of them.

But let’s not forget about myself who is confident enough that in Bakersfield, CA at the Icardo Center that I will defeat you. I will prove I can hang with the heavyweight division just like I overcame the SCW Roulette Division. If you look at my name in the title archives on Sincitywrestling.com what does it tell you in the SCW Roulette Heavyweight Champion Column? It tells you not only how I lost the belt due to unfortunate events. But how long I held it for. I held one hundred and fifty one days.

The longest championship reign of the division. So in finishing my goals there. I have one more other than being a triple crown winner. I have the desire. I have the flame that can’t be stopped to create more history and to be a part of history.  I have also Heart and that Sean Jackson it’s something people have never seen you have. You talk a big game but you can’t back it up without someone else pulling the wool over the sheep’s eyes so to speak in your matches. Big ones anyway.

I intend on beating you. I intend on proving to the SCW Management on what I deserve and that’s a match with you for the SCW Heavyweight Championship.
Tell me what does that say about me from the fans eyes?

I’ll simply have to show you in the ring come Climax Control 102.
I can also assure a few things will happen Sean Jackson.

It will be a true loss suffered at your expense as I either pin you or make you submit. It really doesn’t matter. I just know that Lighting doesn’t strike in your case third time.

Climax Control 102…can’t believe we have made it this far. Now Sean here is one thing I believe you and I can agree on…we have made it far since our debuts in SCW…have we not?

Here in California we create history once again renew what the people want to see. Jackson versus Equinox III. Except the result will be entirely different. Because with each match I have here I get better. With each downfall rather it be a loss or a win, I get that much closer to the fans. I get that much closer to the SCW Heavyweight Championship.

This Sunday..Climax Control 102…will be a night the game plan changes to be in my favor.

A night of reckoning for Sin City Wrestling.

A night that won't soon be forgot. History will be made. I promise.

Climax Control…102. Words that ring clearly in my ear every second since I found out I had one chance at you but this time it has more meaning than back in our 1st meeting.

I have been here for 22 SCW Wrestling Shows.

Our match is close to the main event. In fact if it were the main event…it would indeed start a NEW ERA.

But for now…it will be a night of the Joker and Fiend Army. The night they see something corrupt as myself become that much closer to what any man should be glad to have…a chance to be a contender for the SCW Heavyweight Championship.

See Sunday will also be the night Hot Stuff International will slowly crack.

You cannot stop me.

I’ve said it time and time again.

Maybe your ears were too plugged up when I said I wouldn’t stop…

Maybe this time you’ll take notice. Hold on tight to Vanessa’s hand…Sean Jackson because I promise even her interference won’t get in my way.

Because it will take an army like no other to end this...one opportunity I might have at you. This may be my final chance to give everything I have to overcome you and check one demon off my list.

Your simpleton mind cannot comprehend as you are shrouded by your ego. You think you’ve become champion..as easy as one, two, three.
Then try imagining defending it when you won’t have just me as a potential contender but every new addition to the company including who is already here.
You have seen all the new stables they seem to want one thing power..quite common in stables now a days. So Sean, you hold what power is here. Time to see if you can hold onto it without running your mouth.

Let’s take a look at who you beat to get it. “Showtime” Drake Green. You’ve had quite storied history with him. There is no doubt about it. But in your two title defenses everyone saw how Vanessa got involved as usually and there was the added twist of Gabriel’s interference.

Try defending it against more than one person. Try defending it against four people in a match where you could literally die from falling from the top of triple cage. Trying winning for once the right way you common snake because against me where the odds are in my favor. Where the Joker’s and Fiends are in a state where I have the advantage..you wouldn’t last a moment’s notice against me.

As for Climax Control I am going to treat it as if we were in my home town with my son and my wife. I’m going to treat this one opportunity as if it was my very last match.

Luck shines its’ ugly light on You the last few times we have faced off.

But this week Sean as you’ve had that little troll in your corner she won’t be as lucky this time around…see I have a little counter for that pest.
But you’ll just have to wait and see out Sunday.

Now as for me...Many have boasted to have been better than me…Many have boasted that they had killed my career by ending championship runs I have had.

Titles they come and go…but history doesn’t. History shows you can’t beat me without that little pest getting involved or some kind of interference.

But from where I stand, this mirror in my room not too far away tells me that history will be different. It tells me that history will indeed get further down this path that has been set in front of us.

You see you and I represent the Ying and Yang…
I represent the good in a person. A person who will do what’s right and good for a company.

While you represent all that is evil. You represent that very slither of a snake as you’ll do anything to cheat your way to a win.
But when I look at you and me…I realize there is another big difference between you and I.

I’m alive as I’ve ever been.

I have some good news and some bad news.
Good News or Bad News, first?
Tick Tock…
Time is up, Mr. Jackson
Good news is I am getting my chance at redemption against you.
Bad news is that you have what I want.

I’m coming for you Sean Jackson…

I will change Sin City Wrestling for the better.
History will know this day as I get this much needed win.

Sad thing is you can’t turn this clock forward or back.
Times already run up. I’m coming for you Sean. I’m coming for what belongs to the Jokers and Fiends of Sin City Wrestling.

You can sit there and think of a backup plan. You can sit there and underestimate me. But know this, this Sunday you cannot stop me...

Nothing can stop us at the one hundredth and second Sin City Wrestling show in California!

Nothing!!!

The Cards have been dealt. I’m the ace that’s going to take you to the limit and back. Welcome to Wayward Dreams!!!!

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I feel my eyes narrow as the man behind the camera set upon me nods, he’s ready to get this thing going... But who isn’t? I’ve been waiting for a week to cut loose, and let these feelings out. Thinking about this fresh start for me as I get my hands on Sean Jackson once again, as I take aim at what he holds precious to him...The Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Championship…How sweet it will be.

I felt a smile contort across my face as if it was long enough to fit my face. This time I promised Sean a different story in the Equinox/Jackson Chapter. Time to give him the proper send off.

Beaten me three times huh? Not likely Sean, this is out third match. Here in Bakersfield, CA at the Icardo Center at SCW this story will have a happy ending for once.

I smile patiently taking the time to see the sweat upon Sean’s face in my mind. I have faced this guy twice before and the facts all line up with each time we’ve faced off he’s had the last laugh...But this time it was different..He underestimated me more than usually. I felt a bit of boiling anger brawl up inside me and I had to let it out.

Sean Jackson, Sin City Wrestling hasn't done you much of a huge favor? They've have put me against you one more time...Not only is this our 3rd match…but if you thought I was going to be easier than last time. If you thought at all you had a chance on Sunday night... You thought wrong! Sunday comes full circle as I step in the ring and prove to you and everyone else that even though I lost the Roulette Title. That I am not weak. Sin City Wrestling knows I have a dark hunger in my stomach for more gold. Sin City Wrestling needs this... needs a change and I am going to make sure that change happens. You’ve been booked against me at the wrong time. Things outside of this place aren’t going well for me. So not only do you have to factor in a dark hunger for more gold but you have to factor in I am on sinful anarchist just waiting to unleash my anger on the right person. Fortunately Management gave me someone I hate more than anyone on this roster. How fun for me.

I cackle as sinner’s laugh as I look into the lens focused as can be…

You can boast yourself as the man who’s beaten Drake Green. You can boast about beating Jamie Dean and Giani D Luca. You’re even probably overlooking me like most and say you have killed what I am. You can’t say you’ve killed something when I am still here as Insane and Corrupt as I am. You can’t say you are fighting champion when you’ve never beaten anyone without help. Can you? CAN YOU?!

I feel that anger get the better of me now… But I like it, why stop here?!

Hard to look like an arrogant wise ass when you’re eating the back of your own face thanks to guys like Simon Jones and Drake Green. They are like the Flash and Superman to you. Always trying to be one step ahead of you. You can look in your mirror and pretend you’re a unbeatable man because you’re now SCW Heavyweight Champion, but the guy Sin City Wrestling has squared ya up with... me…the Suicidal Mad Thriller of Wayward Dreams.

Glory, headlines...this match to me wasn’t about the top prize in the company…mostly. It was the perfect opportunity for some violence, time to show everyone I wasn’t just some guy who they could run over. To show I still had what it took to be world heavyweight champion again, because let’s be honest the heavyweight championship was pretty much a world championship.

So while you may hear things and let’s not forget be delusional about this time... This business and this company are why I am here Sean! Here I come into Sin City Wrestling this week in Bakersfield, California ready to come full throttle at you. Ready for the most challenging match I have had yet. It makes me sick to the very fabric of my soul to call you a challenge but let’s face it facts don’t lie. They sit there and rot. This week I will write a new page in our chaptered fate. You know, Vanessa reminds me of my second wife. So calm and collected but never the less. She’s a tramp. She is the reason you are standing there SCW Heavyweight Champion and given the circumstances I look forward to seeing her again. See I have this wonderful idea for certain people like her and yourself and how to deal with them and don’t worry this idea is brilliant. This idea was like the light bulb not only came on, it fucking burst.

I wanna say I was calm but man the thoughts concocted in my head right now were fucking demonical!

I am still aiming for what you are and what you hold dear to you right now Sean make no mistake about it. I'm so ready for this match it’s uncanny. It’s not the first time that I, Equinox have been this close to top championship gold. Now comes the time for me to show you what happens to people who think they have me beat before the match even happens.

Sean was someone I respected. I admit he had his moments of stupidity and his moments where he was just another face in the crowd. But in all honesty, Sin City Wrestling doesn't just hire any random person of the street. I knew in the darkest corner of my heart though, I had to make an example of Sean...Make management notice..I was serious about becoming champion again. I had to prove myself.

They say that you’re measured in life on how hard you can take a hit, Jackson. If only that were true. You see they measure you on hard you can take that hit and keep on coming. You've knocked me down but I keep getting up. I keep getting up and showing the fans and I keep showing management that I am hungry. That I want to be what they need for this company to thrive. But to do that I have to get through you.

I take a moment and just gaze at the lens, allowing my thoughts to gather before speaking again. Lately I have had a lot of anger issues.

The Joker of Sin City Wrestling is much like the Joker of DC comics. He’ll be able to be hurt and killed. But if always so fucking insane that he gets back up and tries again that’s why I’ll beat you in Bakersfield, California. No matter what the odds, Sean.

My thoughts stand at this statement's side, as I peer toward the side now. I can feel my brows bend inward... My lips slowly moving again as my thoughts continue to process through words...as I slowly let out a cackle.

A person I don't even know anymore, a hero to the slobs around multiple arenas... He would have taken pride in facing off with a person such as you, Sean. He would have taken the chance to put you through the ringer just for the crowd to delight in your defeat. Equinox would have stepped in your face, taken your best shot... Shook it off and found a way to best you...But tonight is so much more than that. Tonight it’s either beat you or end myself at the bottom of the barrel. It’s so close to Armageddon. I can feel it and surely you know I am right.

Rolling my neck around, I lean back and rest slightly alongside the chair trying to get more comfortable. Hoping to make more of a statement to Sean Jackson who should know by the end of match on Sunday my hand will be raised in victory this time.

Sunday is coming faster than either of us wanna admit. Across the ropes, as I look to break you into nothing just for shits and giggles. But that’s not all I look to prove to you that even though you have your servants it won’t make a difference. I plan on proving to the company that I have what it takes to hold the top prize in this company and that means I have to beat you and so I shall. Sunday I will be more psychotic than before. I will take more risks and I will do more flips. I am to that point in my career where its slowly coming to a head and if I can’t be at the top than why bother being alive. Why bother letting people downplay everything you’ve done as if it was paper. I have things to prove to myself...See going into our match up this Sunday, I’m going to pull out all the stops. I don't care anymore what happens, how bad it hurts. If I miss, if you can manage to do me one favor this week...try and end me. Because if you don’t I will come back. I will get a hold of your legs and I will snap them in fucking half. I will prove to you this Sunday I am the person to beat around here. To get to the top you have to go through me and when it comes to the heavyweight championship going through you is exactly what I intend on doing.

A strange smile comes over me...

I don’t expect this to be easy. But I expect to beat you and show why I am still here. I expect to be the reason you can’t phantom words out of your cocky little mouth.

I stand now, slowly creeping towards the camera. Almost like a creature of some sort as I am leaning down, my eyes narrow as I stare at the lens...

I want you to join me Sunday night, a World of hurt like no other. Like a million little soldiers prepared for battle. I am going to enjoy kicking your heart out of your chest, Yes I am. I am going to enjoy taking you apart piece by piece and atom by atom. Like scalpel to skin. So...I would be terrified if I were you.

I grin as my face is damn close to the camera.

Because rather you love me or hate me.

I grin a little wider.

You will never break me. You will never stop me. You will never end my insane theories running through my brain.

I give a menacing sneer now... Saying one last thing before the camera man turns off the recording.

Welcome to Wayward Dreams!!! Welcome indeed, Sean Jackson.

 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: Before the mad hatter there was me::


Everything seems to light up. Everything comes into perspective. It the scene seems to open up in an old abandoned hotel room with the light bulb above the bed. There are clocks everywhere. There’s even the normal nisitease here like a desk where a lamp is also at. A man walking into to the hotel room with his duffle bag in hand as he closes the door. He walks in with a bruise under his eye and his face paint nearly worn off. His hair seems wet, as it as sweat runs down his back. He is wearing a muscle long sleeve shirt. The chest of the shirt is black, with its arms being black with white veins running through it. He is also wearing black cargo pants with black boots. He just is seen walking towards the bed when he sees a purple and white tail as he closes his eyes and dropping the bag by the bed. When opening his eyes he doesn’t see a tail. He seems to see nothing but the bed. To the left of him an open bathroom. He heads to the bathroom and turns on the light. Once in the bathroom he proceeds to turn on the water, letting it get nice and cold. Out the water all of the sudden mist starts forming out the sink’s drain. The only trouble it’s not clear. It’s purple as dark as the night sky. The mist seems to float down pass the man’s legs and slowly to the bed. It slowly forms into a twisted cat like figure. Its one ear is ripped. Its ribs and spine can be seen as its skin and fur slowly forms, like it has been starved for years. Keep in mind it wasn’t very fat or skinny. Its fur is very pale in color with dark stripes upon it. As its head forms it has a haunting smile painted a cross its face. Then finally its legs as it is seen pouncing on a pillow as if to relax. It playfully pounces the pillow. The cat slightly glances at the duffle bag and back to the man. The cat’s name was Chess. The man begins laughs and smiles with evil intent. He walks over and scratches the cat behind the ears as it purrs with excitement. Equinox’s eyes begin to change as his eyes as his hair spikes out on all ends. He lets out a small chuckle.

Chess begins to smile but also begins to speak.

Chess: So you finally gone and done it. You’ve worked your way to your first Main Event on Climax Control. Last week after your victory was taken from you.  I thought you did well against Bossom Buddies, what is even better you have a chance to reflect on that loss and defend the SCW Roulette Championship.

As the cat says those words, the man unzips his bag and reaches in the bag to reveal a folder. The rage seems to boil over within Equinox as he stares at the folder as he smiles. The cat continues to keep its smile. The man drags his hands along the folder. He slowly flips it open to reveal a profile on Steve Ramone, his opponent and challenger for good ole Roulette. Also attached to the profile of one Steve Ramone and there is a list of upcoming challengers should Equinox ride over Steve and go to the PPV. Also last but not least a Contract. A contract to signify the match between Ramone and himself. His cold icy blue eyes glare at the contract that possess his name on the contract as he is set to defend his championship in a match this week. The cat notices the look. Equinox smiles as his hand once again reaches in the bag reaching for whatever it was until he found. He had a smile upon his as he pulled out a mask. It’s a Silver and black mask with spikes jutting from the top. He looks at it for moment and takes a deep breath before placing it upon his face. He lets out a bloody scream as if trying to pull away as the mask seems to be attaching itself. Hardy’s arms fall into a limp as he looks up. There’s a difference as the brown eyed man is now white eyed and classed over.

He pets the cat as it purrs and Equinox lets out a bloody scream.

Chess: So what’s on your Mind, Equinox? Why did you come to this place Equinox? Is there something here of importance?

EQUINOX: Because this time, it means so much more and point. I get chance to take on Steve Ramone. A challenge in its own nature. Because for the 1st time ever in Sin City Wrestling, I get to step in the ring with a veteran like him and hopefully come out with a win. If you must know why we are here. I came to see if time was on my side and it is, very much so.

Chess: What do you mean by that? How is that man a challenge?

EQUINOX: That is where you are your brain is so small it fails to understand. I welcomed Andrew Garcia to Wayward Dreams at Into the Void III. The week before last I welcomed and gladly faced Horace Jackson and in the end he was welcomed to Wayward Dreams. This week the same offer applies to you Steve, you and your daughter. Hell that even goes for your wife. No harm will come to you, I promise but stand in my way old man and I will break you. Now here are a few facts about the apparently dangerous Steve Ramone. He’s beaten the likes of Chris Crimson, Jericho Hill, Vincent Peterson. Those victories are impressive within itself. But you know what really intrigues me? Steve you are a GWA Wrestler. Man I use to watch GWA when I was a kid and gramps you did quite well there. Now give or take I am SCW Roulette Champion and our match is to see who will move onto the PPV for the chance to compete in the upcoming 4 Way Match at Violent Conduct II.

Chess: It sounds promising Equinox. Just makes me wonder then. Will you ever be going for another shiny belt? But fair warning you can’t overlook Steve not in the least although it’s nice to say he doesn’t pander himself with a bunch of imbeciles like H.S.I.

EQUINOX: Yes promising indeed because if I win. I move onto Violent Conduct II and should I remain the champion, certain folk are drawing up documents so that I may add more gold to the Wayward Ranks. A 4 Way match for the Roulette Championship is but a challenge and the strongest challenge I can face but before I face him, I have to fight the Jabberwocky known as Steven Ramone.

The cat looks at the contract again and back to the man. The cat is seemed to be worried. An Evil smile pours of Equinox as he laughs a bit. He slowly seems to read over the contract. He flips the pages of the contract to the end of it. He grabs a pen from the side of the desk. He gains a smirk, as he signs the contract. When he finishes signing the contract he throws the pen. He looks over at the cat and nods.

EQUINOX: I use to think this place would never understand who I was. Now this place will learn firsthand how I have worked! I look at Steve Ramone and see nothing but a scared little poppet. Using any means and by any I mean it to win a match. He doesn’t have allies but he has a greater strength. He has his daughter and I respect that. Thought I have been on a Hot Streak as of late. It only proves I am what people doubt. I am meant to do battle at the next PPV. Asar has beaten me somewhere afar. Ryan beat me in UWL. My rivals faced one another and here’s hoping I see you two again. Now back to Steve.  You, Steve are quite the wonderful character but when stepping in the ring with me, you have no chance. I was destined for this opportunity..pray tell what. As an old friend would say “Just Follow The Buzzards”.

He starts to laugh hysterically. He slowly brings the mask down over his face. The cat seems to shake its head while hopping up on his shoulder. The cat gains a smile like the crescent moon. It seems a bit pleased with the attitude taken by the man as he gets up and walks towards the door.

Chess: So Steve just like Horace and Andrew will be welcomed down to Wayward Dreams???

Equinox laughs and smiles upon the question

Equinox: Well if He falls all I can say is may Wayward Dreams guide him and his family.

The room grows silent with those words from the man. The cat seems to wink, as it starts to fade into a wisp of smoke. The body fades away just leaving the haunting image of the cats eyes and crescent moon like smile. Suddenly the cat vanishes completely. The room fades into nothing but darkness as the last thing you see is Equinox’s hand on the doorknob.

:: Scene: Jabberwocky ::


The scene opens up inside the forest of Wayward Dreams. It is hard to see in. Nearly pitch black. Suddenly it seems like one by one different televisions come on in the forest and with no electric outlets in the woods one can only wonder what could be going on. Static seems to stream across the televisions. The televisions light up the room. There sits a man with man with a demon like mask in a throne like chair fit for a king. His umbrella twirling on his left shoulder. He is a bit hard to see. Suddenly one by one the televisions stream videos of the man known, as Michael Hardy. His career seems to be spread across all the televisions, as this man watches on. He seems a bit interested and taps his fingers on one of the arms of his throne.

EQUINOX: The question raises up from the ashes "When will we rise again?" For years this man has bleed for companies all over the world and for what. Championships??? Money??? NO the fans and the cheers of the way he overtook a crowd. This man looks to get a fair chance at redemption and come this Sunday from the GCU Arena in Phoenix, Arizona!!!! But not as himself, he won’t be alone. He will have me to guide him. As him and I are the same. We have also evolved. We have become more than some regular human and come Friday you will all learn to smile.

He smiles and begins to speak again as images of a man named Goldberg came on being World Champion and United States Champion at the same time.

Equinox: Now this man Goldberg, he was a beast. An Animal. He is...was Undefeated. He held championships. Hell he even held two belts at once for a time. But the difference between Steve Ramone and him isn’t who’s next. It’s about who represented the company the best and You, Steve though you have tried represent this company. Your to much in the past when you should be looking into the future. You were once a champion in GWA. Don’t dwell on that make it whole and become something here in SCW, your new home.

He stops speaking and continues to watch the videos of flip through Goldberg, Undertaker, and Samoa Joe. What he had to do Sunday cut the common cancer from Sin City Wrestling. It was clear to him. Steve Ramone was a pawn between the giant chess game between himself and the H.S.I

EQUINOX: The glory of who you have beaten, Steve is remarkable in itself. No one ever thought you would be as good as you claim to be. Let me ask you something? When it comes down to it, can you handle the rage I will be bringing in to this match? The Insanity, can you live with it when I prove to the world I am more than just some common wrestler and prove even you can’t stand in my way of meeting the other three destined to be my guides at the very next pay per view?

He starts to laugh from behind the mask. Even while laughing the mask hides his true emotions. He was colder now than before. Suddenly a purple ball of fluff comes rolling on through and stops at Equinox’s throne. Suddenly it unballed itself and revealed to be chess. Equinox twirled his umbrella in bewilderment.

EQUINOX: See I respect you Steve. I just do not respect the fact that you are a puppet on strings being controlled by unforeseen forces not even I can predict. You destroyed your own legacy when you allowed yourself to be contender to the very belt I hold! Come Sunday  I will show you the error of his ways as I beat you in the ring! I beat Duke Ata Topai at Chaos in Capetown. I beat Kain when he was Roulette Champion and Jericho, I beat Andrew Garcia when many said I would lose at Into the Void III. I beat Horace Jackson at his very best yet. What makes you think I won’t beat you when it matters the most. All of this has lead me to the one thing I want and I will be damned if I let you take it from me.

He moves and stands up from his throne. He walks over to a television. He watches as it pans to AJ Styles winning the IWGP Heavyweight Championship. He slowly removes the mask. It reveals his face. His face is painted with weird designs. His eyes look open but suddenly they open revealing with icy stare. He stands there holding the mask in his one hand he watches as Bullet Club are all picking up Styles and celebrating. He tilts his head, as if he was mystified. He smiles, as almost transmuted into the Televisions.

EQUINOX: What you have learned in the past will not save you from me. You will never be able to predict what I will be able to do, when I step into that ring. I will just bend rules into my favor. I care about inflicting pain and creating anarchy. See you in Wayward Dreams and come this Sunday I will be that much closer to what I have been seeking.

He starts to chuckle at the thought. He knew what he was willing to do, but the question remained if Steve had any idea what he had gotten himself into. There was a lot riding on this match. It could possibly push one of them to the top, but it could be their downfall. He knew what could happen. War was coming and he had to do everything to stop it. To do that he needed the SCW Heavyweight Championship Title and the Tag Championships.

EQUINOX: We will walk to that ring come Sunday and do battle. Our paths will collide and only one walks away the victor. Can you predict the future? I hope so. But if not let me have you be given a glimpse of the future. It won’t be me being pinned. It won’t most definitely me tapping out. It will be you looking at the lights and everything around you comes crashing to a bloody holt as I pin your shoulders for the 1…2…3. Welcome to Wayward Dreams.

He begins to laugh as the Television begins to act funny. He stops and looks at it with evil contention as he brings his umbrella striking down upon it. Even stranger upon lifting it from the TV it has a crack as He laughs and walks away the TV begins to split more down the middle.

 :: Scene: Dreams of Wonderland ::


The area seems to be in a haze as rain falls from the sky. It seems to be in some form of a forest. The trees seem all twisted and leafless. In the twisted forest is a clearing. There is a long table, with a Chess board about surrounded by all things tea like. From cups, to spoons to even cream and sugar. There are many chairs around this table. At the head of the table sit a man twirling an umbrella about. His head hangs down. His face is hidden under the umbrella but further behind a mask of immersive pain. He chuckles loudly for all to hear while twirling the umbrella faster and faster. Sitting on the table in front of him is the Chessboard filled from the top to bottom with Chess pieces of all sorts and oddly enough a cup. It looks like it is filled with tea as rain is also added. It looks like it has been sitting there for a couple of days as it is more darker than usual. From the rainy day and all the laughter, a mist starts to form on top of the twirling umbrella. The mist gains a crescent moon like smile, with two plate size eyes. Suddenly this fat pale white and black cat forms in front of him. The cat tilts its head and tries to keep up with the speed of the man’s mindless twirling of his friend. It seems very worried.

Chess: “So has this week Horace Jackson is the latest victim to the Hatter Brigade’s Leader? Horace let it be known he has given up on his quest to free the land from the heartless people in the SCW like Sean Jackson and first and foremost Hotstuff International. Let me ask you some things what makes you think you the man they call Equinox or Michael Hardy or whatever it is you wish hmmm? What makes you think you’ve had a better record than him or even that you’ll be him? I tell you this you really work on getting your facts ever more straight. Evermore clear because come this Sunday Night from Santa Rosa, California - Redwood Empire Ice Arena! All they will talk about is how Equinox has been overlooked and surpassed until now and it’s time for you to learn your place”.
Taking a small breather the cat continues to speak.
“Oh I think I have it now ole Horace. Maybe just like all the comics you’ve read at home, you see Equinox as The Joker eh? It’s caused you to spin and to weave your way into something you can’t and won’t understand. Quite simply you have to face someone who is more determined and more soulful then you.”

The man with a small tilt of his head to the side looked up. Looking at the cat, his eyes were glassy white. It was though he had aged in the coming days since his 2nd win over Andrew Garcia and his 1st Successful Title Defense over Andrew in a Ladder Match. But at the end of the war, no one expected both men to shake hands. No one expected a fight from Equinox and tonight was no different they were getting a match. But this time Equinox would come out Horaceious. The man's face look like it was made out of Grimm nothingness. There is no emotion, upon Equinox’s face as though he was lost in his train of thought. He just sat there looking at the cat with this dead look expression.

Chess: “What is wrong with you? You’re on your way to becoming The Best SCW Roulette Champion, I can taste it. The fun is just beginning”.
Suddenly that all changed as the man who was better known as Hardy began to speak with a curvier evil smile upon his face.

EQUINOX: “Horace...Horace, How did I get here? I was taken from this place and now I am back. What caused this? In our upcoming match I had to go to this place to seek more knowledge like ones before me. I had to come here because this madness inside me is taking over. This madness inside me the Joker’s of Paragon know all about and Horace Jackson, I will let you in on a little secret about a little place called SCW, I have lost matches but I haven’t my dear misguided friend lost anything yet.”
The cat cuts in for a mere moment with eager knowledge

Chess: You, Horace of all people have done homework on this man, but not all of it.

EQUINOX: “He’s right you haven’t thought I will not mention the name of the place I haven’t lost anything there and it’s no different here. You see, Where is this SCW Universal Championship? It’s in the hands of myself and not in the hands of Hot Stuff International. I am not Hardy nor am I am I a party. Our Battle this Sunday won’t be a non-title, but it will make it that more fun”.
Out of the corner of his eye, he notices Chess eagerly wanting to talk. Sighing he rolls his eyes and nods in motion to the cat. Who happens to peer over the umbrella.

Equinox: “Chess have you something to say?”

Chess: Horace Jackson, you’re a comic book nerd and it’s power within itself. But see this figure that stands before you isn’t just like the Joker. It’s like he’s every Insane person ever known throughout the history of time rolled into one and no matter how many comics you read nothing will prepare you for the inevitable defeat you will suffer at the hands of this man this Sunday Night.
With that Equinox speaks again.

EQUINOX: Impossible...it’s a word most use when it comes to doing battle with me. You undoubtedly think it’s impossible for me to beat you given my nature of moves and my nature of doing things. As if you plan to toss me from this world. But you see I am everywhere for the Sin City Wrestling. Rather it be Germany, Japan or even Missouri. Or even if it’s in another company, I bleed thy colors of SCW. Now I am back here. Where is this little Wrestling Ring taking me next? To face you, Horace Jackson and I promise you the Joker’s of Paragon are in for a familiar treat as it is trick or treat all around I promise you that after the match rather you be concussed, injured or dead I will take you to hospital with respect in my ever black heart and pay your bills as I kindly have done for others. The cards are already dealt.

He set’s the Umbrella down and places it upon the table. With a smile he looks at the cat putting a finger to his lips as he looks over. He places it upon the table. Suddenly a brown rabbit ear pops out from under the table. He looks at the ears with a questioning look. He reaches his hand toward the brown pair of ears. He cautiously moves it closer and closer.

Chess: I would not do that if I were you.

He reaches out and touches the ear. Suddenly two paws fly out and grabs his hand as the rabbit opens his mouth and sinks two small tiny teeth into his hand. The man laughs and shakes his hand about evermore laughing as the rabbit is trying to hold on. One small detail is not mentioned til now. The rabbit seems to be wearing a coat. Equinox and Chess watch as a deck of cards splatter upon the table with dry blood on each card. He looks to the cat and again to the rabbit as the rabbit lets go.

EQUINOX: “What in the hell was that? Who the bloody hell carries around a deck of cards with dry blood on them? Let ALONE a rabbit with a coat on…”

: “Oh look now the Leader of The Hatter Brigade doesn’t remember me!? It’s me my old friend, Harris. Is a birthday or two causing you to lose your way in what we call Wayward Dreams!?”

Chess: “How can you not remember one of your guest to your chess and tea parties?”

EQUINOX: “It’s Harris! Oh jolly good my old friend..oh my I do apologize for my mind being so locked away as of recent.”

Harris the Hare: “We're all Mad here! All is forgiven but you know how you can make it up to me, you can beat that Batman wear fraud and show him respect at the same time.”

He looks confused, as Harris starts dancing around. He starts to twitch, as he wonders who next will show up to the chess and tea party. It was a shock to him. Harris continues on and on. The cat starts to move its head, as it starts to dance with the brown rabbit. He just stands there not sure what to make of this sight.

EQUINOX: “This is madness! Someone better start explaining what is going on here!”

Chess: “Easily Equinox, you will learn this in all good time. You have to realize that things happen. Sunday night you will be Horaceious. You will hear the fans shout “Off with their heads”!!!!!! You will be that much closer to facing the Red Queen as it should be.”

EQUINOX: “Are we forgetting someone!? Last time I was here, we had some freakishly looking woman here with an umbrella, the very same umbrella given to me!”

Chess: “Ah, it seems you memories are slowly coming back with each fight that is closer to your goal the SCW Heavyweight Championship. See this is why people call you the Mad Hatter of new and old. The forsaken one.”

He hops off the table and sits back down in the chair he had been sitting in before. Picking up the umbrella once more, he began to caress it and call it by name “Madness”. Harris had finally stopped dancing and looking scared of Equinox. Suddenly the brown rabbit gains a sly smile. It picks up a tea cup and throws it at the hatter. He swiftly dodges the cup. The cups shatters upon a tree in the woods. He looks at the brown rabbit with a glare. He was not happy.

Harris: Lighten up Equinox!? You need to smile more often. Join in on the fun. You use to like a good game of cup tossing!?

EQUINOX: When you realize I am not , who you think I am, then maybe I will throw a cup at you. I want the Red Queen in battle but not til I have earned it and only dear pray she can hold it til I get there!

As those words escaped his mouth, the sound of someone walking through the woods is heard laughing hysterically. The cat starts to gain a look of fear upon its face. Harris jumps off the table and starts to dig a hole. Equinox tilts his head in confusion. He hears the footsteps coming closer and closer from behind him. He shifts his eyes back and forth, too scared to look behind him. A woman walks into his sight. She is wearing a red hood over her head. She is carrying basket full of goods and smiling then laughing. This sight was quite funny to him.

Red Riding Hood: “I see you have not changed Equinox. You have always been Mad.”

EQUINOX: “Well now, you must be the Red Queen everyone fears? I don't see a reason to fear you.”

Red Riding Hood: “Oh so funny Equinox? But I am not The Red Queen, I simply one who wears red yes but no I am not the red queen”.

She slams her basket down with rage. All the cups jump upon the table. The muffins can be seen flying about in the basket as if looking to find a way out. She smiled kindly. She seemed a bit loony. He was wrong though.

EQUINOX: So tell me, what do you know of Horace Jackson?

Red Riding Hood: I know he is the number one contender rightfully so. Horace looks to dispose of you with his comic ways. But I warn you it’s not him you need worry about it’s what he could align himself with.

His eyes widen, as he heard those words. Everything started finally coming back to him. This was his home, his place of liberation. Hot Stuff International was the reason this place was so dark and to shed light on it would have Equinox do battle with them and win that belt for all of Wayward Dreams. Which he had done or had he? He looked down at those cards. They were covered in blood. The wind picks up as if Hot Stuff International were here laughing at him, as he stood up from the chair. The cards blew off the table and away. He gave chase. Through the woods and the wind began to get stronger and stronger and the cards flew farther and farther. Suddenly the wind stopped and so did the cards as the landed on something that drew deep horror in Equinox. He fell to his knees with tears of madness formed and his soul on fire, as he was kneeling in front of two graves. He looks up to the head stones. One had read “Tom Hardy, 1964-2002. Father. Teacher of The Mad. All around funny man”. The other read “Maria Hardy, 1965-2004 Mother. First Lady of the Mad. All around lover of Fun and Madness”. He falls face first to the ground. These were his parents and this where he was born. He was not of the Hardy Brothers as one presumed. He closes his eyes as he is breathing heavily. Everything is no longer still and everything is mad.
:: Scene Two: Welcome to Wayward Dreams ::


The scene opens up to an abandoned classroom mid 1800’s to early 1900’s. There are mirrors everywhere as The lights come on to show a sight of madness and anger. Equinox is seen with ravens and crows. He is throwing chairs  with one hand and with one hand smacking mirrors with his friend “Mr.Umbrella” as every mirror in the room begins to shatter as the birds are seen pecking at broken glass. The mirrors are all shatter and accounted for. He has tears of most likely anger and rage. He turns and grabs a chair and wings it through a window and it flies in some unknown direction as a scream is heard. Most likely the chair hit somebody and that made him laugh. He drops to his knees and slowly lets out a joker like laugh. He looks at all the glass and his “Friends as he picks up reigns of glass and throw them up like confetti letting them crash down.

EQUINOX: Horace Jackson, The SCW is like a sweet love and a poor old bitch at the same time. She cheated and then found a way to come back into my life and into my black heart as Hot Stuff International looks to claim my belt. Now I am faced with more and more anger as I look to end the H.S,I’s Reign as a horror and free my home from their evil clutches. As for my match with you, I know I cannot let this slide by. I will not overlook you but with God willing I will overcome you. It will come full circle as Now I must look towards the future of my plan. Being able to put my name in the history books as a SCW Roulette Champion has meant more to me then begin SCW Champion. It is where stars were made and though I have had my fair share of mid card and world championships, this one has a deep deep admiration for my black heart. This one is the one that shall free my home from the chaos and evil’s of the dying world and this one will be forever etched with my forsaken name.

He continues to look into the cracked mirror. Suddenly a mist starts to form from the ceiling. It trails toward the shattered mirrors. Suddenly a twisted cat forms from the mist. It has a sinister smile painted a cross it twisted face. The mist cuts off from the cut to form its tail. It just sits there with its mocking smile.

Chess: It looks as thought the pain of a grave has unlocked you further into madness. It seems like you have realized something Equinox. Do understand what needs to be done now?

EQUINOX: I understand. I understand that I have go out there and beat Horace Jackson in front of all the fans and show them that I intend on becoming SCW Champion, in due time.

Chess: That and other things. Drake Green, you’re the champion and you’re The Showtime. The whole reason this man has set his eyes upon the SCW Heavyweight Championship is because of that belt because legend has it that it’s the key to saving another world but before he does the he must also obtain the tag team championships so your title reign is safe from his grasp. But in other news Equinox you should smile because Horace Jackson is apart of that cause. Management is seeing what your capable of and letting you face him tonight.

EQUINOX: I am ready for everything you throw at me. So Horace when we do battle will you be ready?

Chess: Horace, all your force push-ups and your comics will not save you. Nor will your ideal threats of blood.

The mans eyes widen, as a sinister smile comes across his face as he untied the string that held his friend in place. It seemed as though it was demon and this demon well it seemed to want to see the destruction that Horace would try to stop and how Equinox would try and save a world.

EQUINOX: Its funny to think of it. Horace, you and I are similar and common. We are both overlooked and underused at least to some existence. But our match on Sunday Night, See years from now people around the world will know of us and whoever walks out the Horace shall know he had the chance to make history.

Chess: See Horace, You are just the beginning in this plot. I can tell you this. Beg for Mercy as you fail on Sunday to understand what he is capable of. Fear what you cannot understand.  That is my advice to you.

EQUINOX: I don’t need capes and comics to beat you. I have all I need as I look to prove to the people of SCW that I am more than just some person in the crowd. I am the man who will rip his own still beating heart from it’s chest and give it to the guy next to me. I am the heart of SCW and I am going to beat you this Sunday night at Climax Control, that is a promise.

Chess: You can step up your game all you like but nothing will stop this man from teaching you a few things will beating you where you stand.

Equinox grabs the cat and places it on the tip of his umbrella. He seems ready. He spins the umbrella a bit and flaunts the cat for all the hidden camera’s to see. He voice seems to come out slowly and haunting.

EQUINOX: Time has come for a new face to be known. Horace Jackson will be the first to see the light and this Sunday all will be forsaken. Joker’s Welcome to Wayward Dreams

He begins to laugh. His laugh seems very hysterical. He slowly walks up to the fragments of the mirror. He picks up one of the pieces of the scattered mirror. He holds it and opens his mouth before chopping down on it as blood is seen trickling down his lower lip. He smiles and shrugs as he says “Glass Candy, Delicious”. Suddenly everything goes black.



OOC: Let me just say I have wanted to work with Dustin for the longest time and finally get too. I hope in the near future to tag with him. Good Luck man

 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.

 Hardy thought he had the win over Sean Jackson. He thought he made the creatures proud of him here tonight but unfortunely for him and the creatures of the night, it wasn’t in the cards. ACW World Championship wasn’t in his grasp. The ref was biased and turned a blind eye. Leading to someone Hardy, least expected to show up in the form of Max Burke. Max had hit Hardy with a foreign object. Hardy was pinned by Sean Jackson.To make matters worse Mark Ward, Duke Ata, Andrew Garcia and Wrath. Hardy laid down coughing from the sneak attack he had been dished out struggled to fight to get up but the biggest mugging if you will was dished out as Hardy felt each a maneuver from the faction, the faction known as Hot Stuff International.

The next week he and Connor Murphy faced Wrath, not in tag action but in against one another with Hardy being laid a sacrifice. No matter the result. The worst came after as Duke Ata and HSI hit the ring. Helped in an ambulance and strapped in as he awaited what doctors they possessed in Ivory Coast. Hardy was along for the ride. His vitals were being checked and his eyes were changing from black to grey to blue.

One had never seen this before as it was about an hour until being pulled out of the ambulance as doctors, staff and paramedics all talked above his head and unstrapped his bonds that tied him down, Hardy looked on with a fire in his eyes as they began to white as though he was different person. Fiercely he pushed away the doctors and paramedics and began to laugh demonically. People started to wonder what was up with Hardy as one of the doctors grabbed Hardy’s shoulders.

Doctor 1: “Hardy are you alright”?

Big mistake on the doctor’s part as Hardy kicked the man in the gut wrapping his right arm around the man’s head and swinging a foot forward dropping the man head first into the unforgiving concrete with an Even Flow DDT he called The Laughing Matter.

“Yes Doctor, I am more than okay and I am more the jolly, I am laughing for the whole world to see and H.S.I, you haven’t rid of me. Like a spider’s food you’ve become entangled in my web and doesn’t matter how many times you struggle you’ll be stuck there for good until I get what I want and that’s taking everyone of you out with exception of Mark Ward of course we all know Marky Marky wouldn’t fight me if he tried”.

“For Love, For Hate, We Die at a later date in Equinox’s Way”.

Hardy let out a blood piercing scream and ran off as you could see him exit through the doors and into the blood encountering night as the paramedics and doctors tended to the fallen doctor.

A week later, a video showed a coffin inside the creepy creaky house, slowly you could see a hand reach for the ancient coffin lid and it would be opened as a man with the slowly peered into with video camera. The man screamed as everything went black and cackling horrors could be heard as the video feed was cut short.

The feed came on with man tied to the wall with bandages of a once wrapped and protected man who most doubtedly had been dead for centuries. Hardy sat in corner covered in a pile of discarded carcass and bones. Wrapping covering his demonic mask and his bamboo wrapped umbrella. Equinox was written on the wall as Hardy began to speak.

"H.S.I!!!!!! You know what you have done!!!! You have woken up a nightmare and the joking, fun loving, bizinga cracking man you once knew introduces to you someone inside me that you have never seen before as Sean Jackson, you and brokeback mountain will dine in the in riches and plunder no more. Because I shall devour your sins and gather them like weapons and drive them thourgh you like a knife to butter. Because I will not stop. I will not rest until I take you, Hot Stuff International down to Hell with me. I will beat the odds come they be two of you, four of you or six”.

“It does not matter how you grow, it only matters how many of you I injure and disfigure. The fans as they are creatures, yes they cheered for our match..a match between competitors that could bring out the very best in one another but a little paper champion had to have a misguided ref and his boy band intervene in our match!!!!

"No One is stopping me from living the creatures dream, not Andrew Gracia, Wrath, Max Burke and most certainly not Sean Jackson, I will keep fighting even if I am told I am far from title shot ever again because it is not about a championship, though it would be nice. Even if I am told its pointless to fight!!! I fight for them and for lost souls that wait inside each and everyone of these people, including you Hot Stuff International who I see so recklessly lost in the chaos they have created!!! I am not done with you by a fucking longshot!!! I have said over and over the fans would have had a new ACW World Champion, if not for the actions of H.S.I two weeks ago!!! I have kept my word and I have meant it. Because none of you have got in the ring with me..one on one in a fair fight. You attacked the wrong man and ran your mouth and you cashed a check you couldn’t possibly pay for!!!”.

“You’ve woken me up ever single one of you and come whenever I get my hands on you. I am not just going to take pride in taking your championships and giving back to the fans, but I am going to beat you, mangle you, dismember you, and hurt you so bad that you won’t come back to this great company. I am going to make you bleed buckets and buckets of blood all over the fucking world”.

I have a few matters to express on each of you.

“Max Burke,If it so happens I know I will be 100..no 195 Percent focused on beating you when the time comes and letting you feel the one sin you’ve commited and that was not killing me when you had the chance..You selfishly took the chance to screw someone else who got a title match without asking for it. All because Simon Jones wouldn’t face you or was it because you realize no matter how much you fight you will never be SCW Champion again..when we fight, it will be a bloodbath, not of my blood but yours!!!!”

“Andrew Garcia, so the Orange Hulk beat Brother Grimm for the SCW Roulette Championship. Congrats to you, But Man did you open up a bigger grave then you already have. I will gladly help Grimm put you there. Because you are no honorable warrior. You are a leech. A gremlin just begging for attention. You say I begged myself to the match, no I earned it!!!!! I beat Mephestio, I ended the SCW Undefeated Streak of Mickey Carroll and even Jimmy Ringo"

"The list goes on boys, but you know the best part Garcia, I beat you to get my way to that title you hold so near and dear to you and make no mistake I will be coming for it again in all due time and rather it be you or Grimm to battle once again for the creatures. Hopefully it won’t be you the Fruitbasket of H.S.I when I get chance again”.

“Duke Ata, that brings you. You’re the muscle of H.S.I. The man that apparently is the best of the Tapoi family. Well you made the mistake of kicking me and not checking to see if I was dead because now, you have to face me next week and as you partner with Wrath a man who undoubtedly pinned me, you a face me driving and determined me and my partner next week. See unlike you Matthew “Crash” Carson is determined to do one thing and that is steal the show which is something I and many of the fellow SCW wrestlers do unlike H.S.I who have to do everything so horrid and they have to cheat. You boys are nothing without Mark Ward and that short little weasel Patterson who is a so called ref”.

“Wrath the mysterious wench, what will happen when I peel that mask off your skull and rip the eyes from the flesh of your cranium”.

“Thus, this finally leads me to you Sean Jackson..I have not had many words to echo into your brain that you don’t already know. You are a handed champion, your win over me was tainted. Before we face off eventually you lose something more dear to you then the ACW World Championship and I have the perfect counter for her and trust me when I get a hold of her..your reign will end and you will be broken, see your something what out her but I am curious and so is the world without it”.


"Now as for my tag match, Matthew I know a little bit about you. Like me you are champion with or without a championship to these people. The people who love you, people who like you and some may even hate you. But the one thing they do is respect you. Just like I respect you. I went to the back and learned of you joining SCW and I know I want someone bright, intelligent and full of determination to fight alongside me. Make no mistake about it, I am here for all these fans and I will risk my very life to get rid of this "H.S.I" virus. But you should know tonight I have your back from the time that bell rings to the time it ends". "Tonight my focus is changing the momentum of this "Ball Game" and getting you and I the win".

“You know boys have no idea what you have just unleashed and you have no idea the lengths I am willing to go through to take you out!!!! I will become a Champion of the Creatures, but in the process I will rid the word of one H.S.I piece by piece like art in Equinox’s World”!!!! “Creatures, Battle on”!!!!

 R.I.P My old friend.

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Mayday Mayday the Ship is slowly sinking

They Think I'm crazy but they don't know the feeling.

They're all around me circling like vultures.

They wanna break me and wash away my colors.

Wash Away My Colors!

Hardy come out with a big pop as The fans are ballistic as he has appeared tonight and he wasn't even booked.

He would walk down to the ring and clap the millions and millions of fans hands, as it felt great to be here tonight in Africa. He had never been here and tonight had he been booked you can bet the kids would have been in for a treat. With a smile on his face he got in the ring. Asking for a mic he was handed one. Slowly he let the cheers die down before trying to speak..but they started up again.

"Hardy, Hardy, Hardy, Hardy"!!!!!!

He began to speak.

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"There's a long list of people I would love to get in the ring with here in SCW. Its not mainly about titles. It's about competition and I have been seeking that for a long while. That's why I choose Brother Grimm as the 1st person I wanted to feud with. But then a flare lit inside me as he beat me at Blaze for Glory 3 and I failed what I had worked so hard to fight for. The SCW Roulette Title. Being so close to getting it made the thrill of fighting him that more fun and challenging. I want to beat him for that championship. I want to be that guy that SCW can depend on. Can call in for those 5 Star Matches. The guy that will break his neck and still continue fighting giving back to this great company and it's loyal fans. I am the new heart and soul of SCW. The Roulette Division is exciting and wonderful. It is captivating and risk taking because you never know what your going to get in this match. This paradox if you will is always changing.

Brother Grimm I am not giving up on becoming SCW Roulette Championship and Management such as Mark Ward and Erik Staggs, I am asking you for just one more shot at the SCW Roulette Championship. As I know SCW Roulette Division Rules always apply, but why not set up a Poll the next time him and I face off for the title. Let the fans decide.

A small video appeared showing a choice between three match types.

"Would you rather see one of the following"?

A. Falls Count Anywhere in or outside the building

B. Ladder Wars Match

C. Six Sides of Steel

With the fans exploding to the idea. Hardy took the time to continue what he had to say on the mic.

"Now as for the belt, I have to earn my way back up or was it that I had a rematch in my contract clause..not sure".

"I want to face the best and there is a man that holds not just the ACW World Championship, he is the Real NWA World Champion, WeWa World Champion..He is Sean Jackson. He is top of my list as he holds that sanctioned ACW World Championship that was pretty much handed to him if you will in the three way match that involved JT Starr and some other guy. At Blaze For Glory III, While I was in the finger tip reach of claiming my 1st Championship here in SCW and actually earning it, Sean you were handed a belt on a silver platter and defended it successfully that night at BFG III. Now don't think I am looking past what you have done since you arrived in the wrestling world. You've done a lot and your a very accomplished wrestler. Not many can say that they have done what you have and not many have said what you have said. But all the talk and the promo's and the hype aren't why I asked for Management to grant me the chance to fight one of the best. It wasn't the championship. It was simply to prove without a shadow of a doubt you and I can bring in a match of the year for SCW. Rather I lose or I win makes no difference, It's all about living for the very moment. The Intoxication of Thrill if you will. Because when we do get in the ring you will know who I am. You will remember my name and when the match is all said and done. I will be that much closer to proving to the world that I can be the best. That I can be a champion. That I can be somebody these people can look up to. I can be a soulful creature".

And with that, Michael put down the Mic as his music hit and he exited the ring and headed over to the commentary table.

 Immediately after SCW Climax Control went off the air in The Crawford Hall in Irvine, California, the SCW cameras saw Hardy in the back being slowly placed on a stretcher as the camera’s followed Hardy being stretched away with a neck brace around his neck. Hardy saying “Let me get up”. Hardy’s courage yet stubbornness were admired by many. Slowly Hardy ripped off the neck brace and slowly pushed past the medical personal and walked out of the building.
The Cameramen followed by a man named Jason Miller followed Hardy until he reached his car before the man opened his car’s driver side’s door and slide on in. Driving off one wondered what Hardy’s thoughts were.
Days later SCW Climax happened the people at the arena watched a small clip of the chaos ensuing between Brother Grimm and Michael Hardy with shortly afterwards Jason Miller stood in the ring with a mic with Hardy showed at Home without his neck brace with Fans hoping to get a medical update on the Charismatic Renegade.

Jason Miller
SCW Personal
“I’m via video feed in this ring Ladies and Gentleman please welcome, The Charismatic Renegade, Michael Hardy. Now, Mr. Hardy? My named is Jason Miller and I was wondering if we could get your thoughts on last week’s match, the attack by Brother Grimm and if this means you’re still coming after the SCW Roulette Championship?”.

Michael Hardy took a small breath and upon exhaling. He took the time to think.

“What do you want me to say? That I am going to ball up and hide in a corner? Let’s face it last week the only thing these fan’s got was their money’s worth. They saw Michael Hardy beat one of the toughest guys in this company and become that much closer to getting my hands on Brother Grimm. Some say I shouldn’t have gotten involved in his match but I simply did that to get his attention and show that these past few weeks he has overlooked me and because of the fans I want to be their fighting SCW Roulette Champion and you know what I got his attention and there is no doubt in my mind that he got mine. It’s nothing personal, well it wasn’t until he gave me a black eye and powerbombed me off the stage and through some tables. I look to prove that though I am barely new here in SCW I am one of the best in the world and I will not let these fans down. My rise to the ACW World Championship, starts with the SCW Roulette Title and it doesn’t stop there. It starts with you Grimm, because by winning the match that will happen at SCW Blaze to Glory III it shows I am that much closer to that ACW World Championship. It proves simply that I am there for these fans and that I will not give up on them because they have never given up on me. This no longer about cementing my legacy here. I mean sure it would be nice to be able to retire when I choose to but leave as champion here in SCW. But at this rate its gonna take harder work and that’s what I am all about. Hard work. See I eat, then I train, then I take a shower when I am home and then I train again. I train so hard it feels like my bones are about to snap. Now my doctors and SCW Management wouldn’t let me compete  this week even after I begged for them to give me a Falls Count Anywhere with Goth or ACW World Champion, Sean Jackson. But come next week I will be there on the next SCW Card and whoever I am booked against I wish you the best of luck. Now as far as SCW Blaze Glory goes, if this match between us happens..it’s SCW Roulette Rules but due to words with Mark Ward, see Brother Grimm I get to pick our stipulation at SCW Blaze of Glory and I will be there live at the next show to announce the stipulation”.

“If there's anyone here at all who has forgotten who Michael Hardy is since last week, they just got reminded of it tonight because even though I was attacked by Brother Grimm these people got their money’s worth. Like I said that at the PPV, I will be laced up and ready for battle rather I am booked or not.”

Hardy's response left the interviewer nodding his head in understandment before aiming to speak again.
Jason Miller
SCW Interviewer

“So where do you go from here”?

Michael Hardy

“Who knows? With the PPV loaming around the corner one can only hope for me to be healthy enough to battle Grimm for the championship. It doesn’t simply matter because the fight between me and Grimm is going to be exactly that a fight. For three months, I have busted my ass in here and like a rookie I feel like I can do better. SCW Management booked me a fight that I asked for and I would humbly ask they book me at SCW Blaze of Glory as I have yet to debut at a PPV. SCW Management this is not threat of some kind this is me simply saying book me and you won’t regret it I live to steal the show. There's only one Michael Hardy and everywhere he goes the creatures are rallying behind him, the whole company will benefit from it I promise you. Creatures, Mount Up!”

Following that statement, The video feed went black as a wad of cake came flying directly at Hardy’s face.