Logan lost the champion vs. champion match to HB Carter but not before Brooke slapped Tempest, who had been brought in as Carter’s countermeasure against Brooke, resulting in the youngest of the Shields Twins getting Powerbomned through the announce table! Now Logan had to deal with his first defence of the SCW Roulette Championship and it was seeing him defend against Ryan Keys! Can Logan get the win?

Medic’s office, Everett, Washington
Sunday the 15th of February 2026, 21:00pm

Tonight did not go as planned.

Brooke, my beloved future wife and current manager, was Powerbombed through the announcer’s table and now we are in the medic’s office as she is getting treated, meanwhile I lost the match against Carter and with the defence against Keys and the Fatal Four Way Ladder Match between Bill Barnhart, Zayvion Lyons, Ciaran Doyle, and Brayden Williams to determine my challenger after Keys looming?

I do not need this distraction!

”So Brooke, you trying to set a record or something?” Marissa asked with a smug grin on her face as her younger sister lay on the bed in pain. ”Like Speedrun the “Holy Shit/WTF Moment of the Year Award any %?” because I can’t think of any other reason why you’d slap Tempest!”

”Shut the fuck up Marissa!” Brooke groaned as me and her older sister watched on. ”I was doing my job when that bitch attacked me! That slap was self-defence!”

”You call slapping a woman who’s as tall as Logan and as strong as an ox Self-Defence?!” Marissa asked incredulously as she shook her head. ”What’s your follow up going to be? Getting angry at a driver for running you over while jaywalking?!”

”Can you not rub this in so much?!” Brooke protested as the medic checked on her. ”Your twin sister is in pain after being run over by a human tank and you’re mocking me?! Mari, we’ve literally know each other our whole lives, we were in mom’s womb together for fuck’s sake!”

”Just because we’re twins doesn’t mean I can’t call you out for stupid decisions Brooke! And tonight was especially stupid!” Marissa added as she walked closer to her sister’s hospital bed. ”YOU SLAPPED TEMPEST! Even setting aside that the follow up cost Logan the match against Carter, I’m going to rub that in so hard that you’ll think it’s one of your OnlyFans vids!”

Even I had to bite back laughter at that and he medic nearly choked on his spit. ”Okay first off: I don’t do that stepmom/dad/bro shit when I’m filming porn! It’s too weird! Second, eww! And third why was THAT the first thing you said?!”

”Because you make yourself such an easy target whenever you do stuff like that!” Marissa countered not realizing that a certain older woman heard her. ”So get used to…………….”

“That was a lovely sentence to hear out of context Marissa!” Evelynn cut in and everyone in the medic’s office suddenly turned to her. “Please, continue to describe your ability to rub things in!”

”I’ll pass.” Marissa responded dryly as she turned to the older woman. ”Is thus about Blaze of Glory or did you just happen to be wondering by.”

“Both, Logan? Your match against Ryan us set, try not to chase off another wrestler.” Evelynn told me and I simply nodded. “And Brooke? Tempest won’t be punished!”

”LIKE HELL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Brooke snapped as she sat up abruptly forgetting for a moment that she was in pain. ”I WAS DOING NOTHING WRONG! TEMPEST WAS AT FAULT!”

“My decision is final.” Evelynn added as she turned to leave. “See you three at Fort Worth for Blaze of Glory.”

Evelynn left before Brooke could say another word. ”Fucking ridiculous! Hey, can I go or not?” Brooke demanded as she turned to the medic. ”Well?!”

“Err, you can go.” The medic added and we left the medic’s room and the arena for the hotel.

Logan and Brooke’s home, Las Vegas, Nevada
Wednesday the 25th of February 2026, 14:00pm

Needless to say? Tempest’s attack on Brooke has left her in no condition to help me train aside from spotting for me while I bench press, and since Marissa is the only resident of the house who doesn’t have wrestling training? This is far from ideal.

”We will worry about Brooke’s condition later.” I insisted as I motioned to Brooke and the two women nodded, Marissa was sitting on the couch stroking Sir Pursalot as the Maine Coon Cat sat in her lap, meanwhile the Irish Wolfhound Aolfie lay at Brooke’s feet. ”Right now we need to put the Tempest situation behind us and focus on the defence against Keys!”

”Didn’t realize that being the Roulette Champion came with the power to state the obvious.” Marissa commented as she rolled her eyes. ”What about the Fatal Four Way Ladder Match between Brayden, Zayvion, Bill, and Ciaran? If you retrain against Ryan than the winner of that match is next ln line, presumably at Into the Void.”

”I will worry about that after Blaze of Glory! Frankly? I don’t see Barnhart or Williams winning..” I stated as I folded my arms. ”Zayvion was robbed against Alex, he’ll be motivated Brayden hasn’t done much of relevance since he came back.”

”And they have to be desperate to book those losers in this match.” Brooke added as she leaned back. ”As for my injuries? PUH-LEASE! I feel more sore than this after the average shoot with a guy!”

”And you called me gross for the OnlyFans joke.” Marissa muttered as she shook her head. [color=#ff0000”And the medic did say take it easy!”[/color]

”Err, duh, what do you think I’ve been doing over the past few days!” Brooke added with a satisfied grin. ”You let me worry about that, I know what I’m doing.”

”And that’s what worries me most.” Marissa muttered before the conversation drifted off.

Logan and Brooke’s Home Gym, Las Vegas, Nevada
Wednesday the 25th of February 2026, 21:00pm

*promo time*

Just because Brooke can’t train with me doesn’t mean we can’t use the space.

”The time has finally arrived, my first defence of the Roulette Title, the first defence of my true reign and the poor unfortunate soul that has been offered up to me is Ryan Keys!” I scoffed as I folded my arms. ”Ryan, you’re the Life of the Party in SCW, the fun loving wrestler beloved by the cretins that make up our audience, well, let’s get one thing straight.

I am the Death of he Party.” I declared as I smirked at the camera. ”I have left many broken bodies in my wake Ryan and you are the one who is brave enough to step up and challenge me? You see it as an opportunity, I see it as your death warrant!”

Despite still being sore from Tempest’s attack Brooke still chimed in.

”You can count yourself lucky Ryan that I was BRUTALLY ATTACKED IN A TOTALLY UNPROVOKED MANNER by Tempest last Sunday Night at Climax Control!” Brooke declared as she glared at the camera. ”Why? Because I won’t be able to perform my regular duties for Legan as a direct result and the fact that Evelynn refuses to punish her makes it worse!

Then again? It’s been me and Logan against the higher ups since day one!” Brooke added as she folded her arms. ”In case it wasn’t obvious? We didn’t come to SCW to make friends, we came to SCW to dominate and you will be no different Ryan! Trust me, when Logan is done with you a hangover will be the least of your worries!”

Indeed.

”If this is how I demonstrate that I chose to have Brooke help me? So be it!” I added as I paced around the ring. ”She is more than just my girlfriend, she is my soul mate, my muse, my guide, my judas!”

”Err, I’m pretty sure that’s not a good thing to call your girlfriend Logan!” Marissa chimed in and we turned to her as she filmed he promo. ”Just saying!”

”I KNOW WHAT I SAID! And Ryan? You will wish you had never returned to SCW to begin with when the dust settles on my first of many defences,” I said as I held up the title. ”For it is my Divine Rite of Kings to reign eternal and some party boy will never stop me, with or without Brooke’s help!”

It’s that simple.

”After all, after a year of waiting to get back what was stolen from me I will not and shall not relinquish this title from my hands so easy!” I added as I made a slit throat motion with my thumb. ”And at Blaze of Glory XV? You will suffer for your hubris,”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”I am the future of this company and I will drag it into the modern day! Kicking and screaming, you will not last.” I said as I walked up to the ropes. ”After all, I beat you once and I’ll certainly do it again, woe to the vanquished, for the lives of fools brave enough to step up shall never be mourned! Ryan? I COMMAND THEE KNEEL! YOU WILL NEVER CLAIM MY THRONE! And as the sun sets on my first defence? Ryan will embrace oblivion!”

Marissa turned odd the camera as the scene fades.

After months of trying Logan had finally done it, he was the Roulette Title Holder once more and Brooke was milking this fact for all it’s worth, Marissa less so but at his first Climax Control as champion two things happened: one: Brooke finally apologized to SCW Backstage Interviewer Pussy Willow for shoving her at High Stakes (albeit under threat of Logan breaking up with her) and two: Logan’s first challenger was announced.

Namely? Ryan Keys! The two men had met in the leadup to High Stakes which saw Logan get the win but before they could get that far? They both had singles matches at the next Climax Control, Ryan was taking on Brayden Willians while Logan was facing another man he had wrestled recently in Liam Davis! The self-proclaimed director of authority had been on a losing streak of late and Logan wanted any momentum he could get! Can Logan get the win?

Arena cafeteria, Reno, Nevada
Sunday the 25th of January 2026, 21:00pm

Finally, I am vindicated!

The end of my first Roulette Title Reign was a travesty that never should’ve happened but now that I have usurped Christian’s chosen usurper and reclaimed my title? I can set write what went wrong the first time.

And tonight? Tonight was about reasserting control over my own destiny! Earlier tonight I learned that Ryan Keys will be my challenger at Blaze of Glory and for now? That is all that matters.

”I can’t believe you Logan!” Brooke grumbled as we sat at the cafeteria and Marissa was off placing our food orders, what can I say? Carrying a 120ibs woman over your shoulder makes a man hungry. ”Threatening to break up with me because I refused to apologize to that damn interviewer?!”

”You heard what Evelynn said!” I declared as I looked at my girlfriend and she rolled her eyes. ”She was going to have me dress in drag and join Amanda for one of her accursed musical numbers!”

”Oh PUH-LEASE! That’s not even the worst thing you’ve endured since High Stakes!” Brooke asserted right as Marissa was coming over with our food in her hands. ”They had me mopping floors and serving food! You were dressed as Ken from Barbie and Santa Clause! What was so bad about drag…………..”

”NO! NOT ON MY FIRST SHOW AS CHAMPION!” I interrupted her and Marissa just shook her head. ”NOT AFTER MONTHS OF WAITING!”

”Okay, first off? You two need Couple’s Counselling YESTERDAY!” Marissa interrupted us and we both turned to Brooke’s older twin sister as the beautiful brunette woman sat down with us. ”Second? if I wanted  to see this much melodrama between a romantic couple of prima donnas I’d watch a South American Soap Opera! And third, sis did you seriously just say Ken, Santa Clause and drag in the same sentence?!”

For once? The gorgeous redhead sat across from me was at a loss for words. ”Jesus fucking Christ we had a weird Holiday period!” Brooke finally grumbled after thinking back on it. ”Also who are you to criticise our love life when you’ve only been dating Zara since October!”

”And it’s still a healthier relationship than your relationship with MopeyMcEdgelord over there!” Marissa retorted before shaking her head. ”Right, let’s focus on what we know after tonight’s show, Logan, your first challenger, presuming the bosses don’t book a title defence between now and Blaze of Glory, is at Blaze of Glory against Ryan Keys, you’ve beaten him before so it shouldn’t be a problem.”

”No, it shouldn’t, but as of now we don’t know if I’m going to be booked for the second Climax Control of the year.” I stated and as if on cue? My phone went off. ”That must be the new card text.”

”If it is? I’m asking you for next week’s State Lottery Numbers.” Marissa responded as she rolled her eyes and I checked the card, then? I grinned. ”Okay Logan, who is it?”

”Liam Davis, next week’s Main Event, non-title match.” I explained and the twins nodded before I scrolled up. ”Ryan is in action as well against Brayden Williams!”

”That walking disappointment is still around?” Brooke asked with a scoff as she shook her head. ”Guess you and Ryan both have easy matches next week.”

”I suppose so.” I nodded before we finally started eating.

The Shields-Hunter Home, Las Vegas, Nevada
Friday the 30th of January 2026, 14:00pm

It’s been an eventful few days since the last Climax Control.

Brooke is still somewhat mad at me and no amount of me claiming that I did what I had to do will change her mind, Marissa meanwhile has more or less accepted that living with us is going to be her life going forward.

She claims that she is trying to change us from within but you can’t change perfection.

At the moment all three of us are in the living room and Brooke is going through her phone while Marissa plays Donkey Kong Bananza on her Nintendo Switch 2, as for the fourth member of the house? Last I checked Aolfie was asleep in the kitchen and we could hear the dog snoring from the other room.

Yes, Irish Wolfhounds do snore that loudly!

”So Brooke.” I commented as I glanced towards my girlfriend and she briefly glances up. ”Are you ready to talk about the last Climax Control?”

”No!” Brooke snapped and Marissa rolled her eyes before resuming her game. ”I still can’t believe you threatened to break up with me over a damn apology!”

”It was about saving my dignity!” I insisted and Brooke rolled her eyes. ”You’ll see that I did what I had to do.”

”Haven’t heard so much drama about an apology since the last big YouTube Scandal.” Marissa muttered and it was at that point that we realized that Aolfie had stopped snoring and moments later? Aolfie walked into the room and went up to Marissa who had taken him to the vet earlier this week because she was the only one in the house with a car. ”Hey big guy! You came to see what all the noise was about?” Marissa asked before scratching the dog behind the ears.

”There’s only drama because of how far Logan went to get that apology out of me!” Brooke grunted as she rolled her eyes. ”And keep at this Logan and I’ll want an apology from you!”

”Me? Apologize for a mess you started?” I asked incredulously and Brooke just shook her head. ”And now that the sage with Evelynn is over I can focus on being a champion and…………..”

”OW!” Marissa suddenly yelped out in pain and we both looked up, Aolfie is under the mistaken impression that he is a lapdog even though he officially weighs more than Marissa and Brooke and can easily clear their heights when on his hind legs, because of this? Aolfie had now made himself comfy atop Marissa’s lap. ”Aolfie, you are not a lap dog!”

If Aolfie wasn’t listening? he didn’t care as he let out a sigh and Brooke grinned before taking a picture. ”He’s claimed you Marissa, sorry!”

”If he keeps doing this and I start limping into Climax Control I’m claiming workman’s comp!” Marissa grunted before she realized that the dog situation had caused her to die on her game. ”You’re lucky you’re cute Aolfie.” She added before resuming her game, after a while Marissa let out a deep breath as she looked at the dog situated on her lap. ”Sad thing is? While I have a girlfriend now? Your dog is spending more time in my lap than any guy I’ve been interested in! including that prick in Ibiza from SCW’s party tour!”

”Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…………” Brooke trailed off with a grin and Marissa fixed her gaze on you younger sister. ”Want me to tell Zara you said that?”

”Do that.” Marissa warned as her eyes narrowed right as Aolfie shifted his weight. ”And I’ll swap out your makeup with clown makeup!”

Needless to say, Brooke gasped. ”You wouldn’t?!”

”Try me!” Marissa added and for the second time this week? Brooke was on the receiving end of an argument with her housemates.

The Shields-Hunter Home Gym, Las Vegas, Nevada
Friday the 30th of January 2026, 21:00pm

*promo time*

The time has come.

”Months of waiting, preparation, and finally? Vindication!” I stated as I held up my Roulette Title and Brooke stood next to me with a grin on her face, one arm crossed under her breasts and the other raised at the elbow with her fingers curled. ”And already the higher ups have found my first victim, like a lamb to the slaughter.

Liam Davis, every day that you spend on the roster the fact that you won Future Star of the Year over me becomes more and more baffling.” I added as I shook my head. ”This Sunday you will be my first opponent as a champion, however it is a non-title match, they took mercy on you.”

Brooke chimed in as the redhead stepped up.

”Oh Liam, you started off so well, then you lost to Anthrax of all people.” Brooke stated as she shook her head in disbelief. ”A Metal Maniac?! The last time those idiots were relevant I was ten years old! And no, I don’t give a shit if I made anyone feel old by saying that because if anything? It helps prove my point about how democracy is a joke.

Liam is the Future Star of 2025?!” Brooke scoffed as she shook her head. ”PUH-LEASE! I don’t know what the voters were smoking when they voted for him but it musy’ve been some strong shit! We all know that Logan is the true Future Star of the Year, don’t believe me? Logan’s now a two time Roulette Champion, Liam is a full time LOSER! Need I say more?”

I stepped forward again.

”And I will prove that point this Sunday when we face off in my first Climax Control match of the year!” I added as I made a fist with my free hand. ”They took pity on you when they made our match non-title Liam because you have surely seen what I have done to certain fools who have dared to get in the ring with me under Hardcore or Roulette Rules!

The last time we faced off I was forced to wrestle you as Ken and come out to Barbie Girl, this time? The only ones laughing shall be the gods at your fate at my hands!” I growled as I lowered the title until it was over my shoulder. ”And as for Ryan Keys? He too will be a sacrifice to my greatness.”

Brooke stepped forward one last time.

”If it was up to me? The end of Logan’s first reign and the clown that stole the title from him would be erased from the history books!” Brooke added as she scowled. ”But alas the only way me and Logan can ensure that no one remembers that travesty is to show the world what should have happened the first time around! Liam? You are merely the first stepping stone on that path.

But then again? You’re used to people stepping all over you thanks to your recent losing streak!” Brooke added as she grinned broadly. ”And here I thought you cops were all “don’t tread on me” guess I was wrong, you’re as eager to get stepped on as half the Resident Evil Fanbase when tall vampire lady was revealed for Resident Evil Village, only your experience with getting stepped on isn’t nearly as fun, is it Liam?”

It’s that simple.

”Liam you are naught but a sacrifice to my altar of blood! This Sunday I will make an example of you when I defeat you in this week’s Main Event!” I commented as I made a slit throat motion with my thumb. ”It’s a shame that our match isn’t Roulette Rules because then you would’ve served as a true example of what Ryan Keys can expect at Blaze of Glory!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”For it is better to reign in hell that serve in heaven and I shall prove that in the coming weeks and months!” I declared as I looked straight at the camera. ”Woe to the vanquished, for the lives of sacrificial sheep shall never be mourned! Ryan? Watch this match as a warning for I have such sights to show you! And Liam? I COMMAND THEE KNEEL! YOU WILL BOW BEFORE MY THRONE! And as you embrace oblivion? I will reign supreme!”

Brooke turned off the camera as the scene fades.

While Logan won his match against Liam Davis he faced the humiliation of having to wrestle under the guise of Ken from the Barbie franchise while the Shields Sisters were dressed as Barbie, complete with the Barbie Girl theme song! But on the same night Logan was confirmed to be Vincent Lyons Jr.’s first challenger for the Roulette Title in 2026 as the two rivals will face off at Inception VIII, one year removed from Logan’s PPV Debut! The last time Logan challenged for the Roulette Title on PPV in a one on one match was when he challenged Aidan Reynolds for the title at Into the Void, winning the title in the process but after losing the title in controversial circumstances he has been desperate to get the title back.

However he first had to contend with the Irish Newcomer Ciaran Doyle in singles action in this week’s opening match! Ciaran had debuted at the start of the cycle by picking up the win over the returning Brayden Williams only to lose to Aidan in his second match with the company and with a furious Logan staring him down one had to wonder who Ciaran had pissed off in the leadup to this match! Can Logan get the win?

Logan’s hotel room, Colorado Springs, Colorado
Sunday the 7th of December 2025, 20:00pm

I have NEVER been more insulted in my life!

I am a serious competitor! I go out there to hurt people and I am good at it! But to be reduced to a doll because of Brooke’s stubbornness?!

And that song! That blasted song! We stormed out of the arena and went back to our hotel room immediately after the match with Liam concluded and now? That infernal beat refuses to leave my head!

At least next week can’t get any worse!

”This cannot go on much longer Brooke!” I grunted to my girlfriend as I threw the Ken outfit in the trash, Brooke had just discarded the blonde wig that she had been forced to wear as part of her Barbie get up and was not happy. ”When will you apologize to Pussy Willow?!”

”I’m not the one who needs to apologize! It’s Pussy who needs to apologize!” Brooke insisted as she folded her arms, at that point I removed my top and moved closer to her as she sat on the bed. ”If Pussy was good at her job we wouldn’t be in this mess! Now give me some personal space while I get this mini dress off!”

Brooke removed the dress in one motion and got on the floor in front of me to get her stockings off easier, in other words? She was wearing nothing but her lingerie and kneeling in front of my crotch, looking up at me to boot, when Marissa used her keycard to enter the room. ”So Evelynn wants to know when we’re going too…………..” Marissa trailed off as she saw the scene in front of her, she had already gotten changed and discarded the wig in her room which was right next to ours. ”Do you want me to come back in what? Ten seconds? Five seconds?”

”Shut the fuck up sis! We were getting changed out of those god awful outfits!” Brooke snapped at her older sister before getting back on the bed. ”And no! We’re not going back to the arena! We’re not even staying for breakfast in the morning!”

”Suit yourselves! I thought we rocked the look!” Marissa responded with a grin as she leaned against the door frame. ”Oh and Evelynn told me two other things: One: Logan? You’re in next week’s opener match against the Irish guy who just debuted for the company, Ciaran Doyle?”

”An Irish lamb to the slaughter!” I exclaimed as I made a fist with my hand. ”What was the other thing?”

”You’re first PPV Match of 2026 has been officially signed.” Marissa responded as she folded her arms with a knowing smirk. ”And t’s you’re your first title match of 2026!”

”Against who?!” I demanded as I marched up to the beautiful brunette woman, Brooke meanwhile was taking this opportunity to finish getting changed into her day clothes. ”Kasey? Carter? Lyons?! TELL ME!”

”You know patience is a virtue, right?” Marissa asked as she brushed some hair over her shoulder. ”It’s a one on one match against Vincent, and yes, it’s for the Roulette Title!”

”Finally!” I exclaimed as I stepped back into the room. ”The great injustice of 2025 will be avenged!”

”Hold on! Why the hell is Evelyn contacting you instead of me?! I’ve been Logan’s manager since day one, I won Manager of the Year in my rookie year!” Brooke demanded as she glared at me. ”You only just got your manager’s license AND had your first match as Logan’s manager! She should be contacting me first!”

”Simple! Evelyn likes me a hell of a lot more than she likes either of you.” Marissa responded with a smirk and Brooke rolled her eyes. ”So! Usual post show schedule?”

”Indeed!” I responded before Marissa left, closing the door behind her.

Logan and Brooke’s Home Gym. Las Vegas, Nevada
Wednesday the 10th of December 2025, 14:00pm

The last few days have been tiring! To say nothing of the twitter poll Marissa put up after Climax Control went off the air on Sunday.

Still, there’s one more week until the final show of the year: the Climax Control Christmas Special, this week’s show is the penultimate one of the year, surely I won’t have to endure any humiliation this week.

”Just two more shows!” I said as I punched away at the punching bag while Brooke held it steady, Marissa was standing by with Aolfie, Brooke’s Irish Wolfhound, at her side and patting the dog on the head, ”Then this accursed year will finally be over!”

”Uh huh.” Marissa muttered as she glanced up from her phone at us. ”And by the way? That twitter poll is still going and sitting pretty at six votes, you two remain the only ones who voted no.”

”You can’t prove that we voted on that stupid thing!” Brooke insisted as she turned her gaze towards her older sister. ”For one thing twitter doesn’t show you who votes for what!”

”You’re right, it doesn’t.” Marissa responded with a grin as she gave us both a pointed look. ”But who else would have the motivation to vote No to being awakened by the sweet melodies on 90s Eurodance?”

”…………damn it! She has a point!” I grunted in realization as Marissa’s words set in. ”But know this: the moment you set our alarm clock to Barbie Girl is the moment that alarm clock gets thrown in the backyard pool!”

”And you’re giving me a reason to go swimming in December?” Marissa asked mockingly as she pun a hand over her heart. ”How sweet of you!”

”Don’t push it!” I snapped at her as I turned to the older of the two twins. ”I do not need that distraction heading into my next match!”

”A match you’re going to be ill-prepared for if you don’t keep training!” Brooke interjected as she folded her arms. ”And you’re not helping sis!”

”I know!” Marissa responded simply before returning to her twitter feed.

Logan and Brooke’s Home Gym, Las Vegas, Nevada
Wednesday the 10th of December 2025, 21:00pm

*promo time*

As me and Brooke got ready to cut one of our final promos of the year we both had one thing in mind.

”My destiny is at hand!” I proclaimed as I made a fist. ”I have been kept away from the Roulette Division for too long and at Inception VIII that title will be mine again! And in the meantime I have received an early Christmas gift in the form of a lamb to the slaughter, someone new to Sin City Wrestling who will face me in Sunday Night’s opening match.

Trust me Ciaran, when I have done with you the atrocities I will have committed will be comparable to the Irish Potato Famine!” I declared as I made a slit throat motion with my hand. ”You are naught but a stepping stone between me and my future greatness! And this Sunday I will step over you!”

Brooke then stepped forward.

”I don’t know you Ciaran and quite frankly? I don’t give a shit! I don’t know if you’ve noticed but Logan has been on a roll as of late! Wins over Ryan Keys, Justin Smith and just this past week Liam Davis but sure, think for a second that your dance background will save you on Sunday!” Brooke stated as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”I mean really, your one win in SCW so far was over Brayden Williams and you THINK you can take on my man?!

Puh-lease!” Brooke added mockingly as she rolled her eyes. ”I’m a former dancer myself babe and let me tell you, your dance moves ain’t worth shit! This Sunday I’ll show you what real dance moves are all about right before Logan gets to work!”

I stepped forward again.

”This is not a match, it is a warm up ahead of my title match in the New Year and believe me fool, I will enjoy turning you into my punching bag!” I added as I folded my arms. ”Ireland will weep when I am through with you Ciaran! That much I can guarantee and there’s no amount of lucky charms that will save you from my wrath!”

Brooke stepped forward again.

”You know what Google told me about your first name Ciaran? That it translates to “Little Dark One” or “Black Haired One” when translated from Gaelic! First off, if anyone’s the dark one? It’s Logan!” Brooke stated as she pointed to me. ”And second? Your suffering will end when Logan wills it! Until then? You can curse the name f whoever booked this match because they clearly don’t like you Ciaran!”

It's that simple.

”And once I am done with you on Sunday night I will set my sights on my ultimate goal for 2026!” I added as I smirked sadistically. ”Winning my second championship in SCW and with my first match of 2026 being contested for the SCW Roulette Title between myself and Vincent? It’s only a matter of time before I make that a reality!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”In my grand career Ciaran you will be remembered as nothing more than a foot note: the man Logan Hunter vanquished before setting his sights on the Roulette Championship.” I closed my eyes for a moment before glaring at the camera. ”So it has been written, so it has been foretold! Woe to the vanquished, for the lives of sacrificial lambs will not be mourned and woe be to Ciaran Doyle! Ciaran? I COMMAND THEE KNEEL! YOU ARE THE FINAL STEP BEFORE I RECLAIM MY THRONE! And as I ascend to championship glory? You will embrace oblivion as you plummet towards it!”

Brooke turned off the camera as the scene fades.

Logan picked up the win over Ryan Keys at the Go Home Show for High Stakes, giving him momentum heading into the match against Justin Smith at High Stakes! However this wasn’t just another show for Logan and Brooke as they were originally meant to debut at the High Stakes Supercard for 2024 in the High Stakes Battle Royal! So what changed? The Go Gym refused to graduate them in time, can Logan get the win?

Logan, Brooke and Marissa’s Home, Las Vegas, Nevada
Thursday the 30th of October 2025, 21:00pm

I waited all year for this moment!

One year ago on this day myself and Brooke were training at the Go Gym for our future careers in wrestling and when we saw that that year’s event would feature not one but two Open Invitational Battle Royals where the winners would get title shots of their choice at the Christmas Special? We demanded to be graduated in time so we could take part, but they failed us in that regard and we had to wait until after High Stakes to sign our contracts.

Brooke didn’t even get signed on as a Bombshell, she had to make do with being my manager, a role she has not only served but had made enough of an impression that she is up for Manager of the Year! And now? One year later we are finally making out High Stakes debuts.

However my match is not a title match, it is a grudge match against the man who cost me my spot in the High Stakes Tournament, Justin Smith!

”I am not going.” I insisted as I folded my arms and the two beautiful women standing in front me shared a look. ”Wearing that Hellraiser costume to SCW’s Halloween Special was one thing but attending a Halloween Party when I should be training for High Stakes?”

”You say that whenever we try to take you out for a social event.” Brooke responded as she rolled her eyes and I frowned. ”Yet you keep going out with us Logan.”

”This is different! This is High Stakes!” I insisted with a sneer as my eyes narrowed. ”We have been waiting for this all year Brooke! I will not waste my time.”

”Yeah, no.” Marissa responded as the older of the Shields Twins shook her head, while Brooke’s dyed red hair was being worn loose Marissa’s natural dark brown hair was tied up in a ponytail. ”Last time we left you home alone Logan half the house staff nearly quit! That included staff who worked for me back when I left in LA before my house was destroyed in the LA Fires at the start of the year.” Marissa added as she walked up to me with her arms crossed, both twins were 5ft 4, I’m 6ft, but even though I tower over both women? They know how to sway me. ”We are not going through that again! Your pinhead costume has been washed, so has my witch costume and Brooke’s Sexy Witch Costume, you are not missing this!”

”FINE!” I responded before I stormed off and Brooke’s Irish Wolfhound Aolfie watched on with a tilted head. ”But the moment we are in Tucson next week? No more fun and games, we will train!”

”Always works like a charm.” Brooke commented with a grin to Marrisa as I slammed the door to the gaming room. ”Couple of questions Mari?”

”Shoot.” Marissa responded as she turned to her younger sister.

”Your close to getting your manager’s license, right?” Brooke asked and Marissa nodded. ”And that girl you’ve been chatting with over WhatsApp is still going?”

”In the final stages but won’t have the license until after High Stakes, you should know how long these things take since you’ve been Logan’s manager for just under a year.” Marissa nodded as she leaned against the wall. ”And yeah, we’ll be meeting up at the party, don’t know if anything romantic will happen but if you see me disappear into a bedroom while kissing another girl at the party? Well, you didn’t.”

”Just surprised that you’re giving a same sex relationship a go.” Brooke commented as she folded her arms and Marissa shook her head. ”Thought for sure you were straight.”

”Yeah well, after that incident in Ibiza I may as well try swinging for my own team.” Marissa sighed as adjusted her ponytail a bit. ”At least with another woman I won’t have to worry about someone poking holes in condoms to get me pregnant, or pregnancy in general really! Thank god that prick’s mother in law and wife stepped in before I even got his swimming trunks off!”

”And I still regret not being a fly on the wall for THAT conversation.” Brooke smirked before she walked off. ”Anyway, I’d better make sure the dog is fed, what about you?”

”Gonna hop in the shower before bed.” Maissa nodded with a yawn before heading up. ”Hopefully Logan behaves himself.” Marissa sighed before she entered the bathroom.

The Halloween Party, Las Vegas, Nevada
Friday the 31st of October 2025, 18:00pm

Where do I even begin?

The party is being held through a friend Brooke met through her OnlyFans page, I don’t know the details of said meeting but the twins were invited to the party not long after we got back from Miami after Violent Conduct ended.

Why they thought I would be happy to attend the party I have no idea.

”I will reap your soul asunder.” I said in a completely deadpan voice and Brooke, wearing the same “sexy witch” costume she wore at Climax Control, rolled her eyes, Marissa was also wearing a witch outfit but both costumes still left their midriffs exposed. ”What?”

”The quote is “I’ll Tear Your Soul Apart” not “I Will Reep Your Soul Asunder.” Brooke responded as she gave me an annoyed look. ”Can you at least try to get the quotes right?”

”I don’t care.” I responded before taking a sip of my drink. ”And aren’t you two freezing in those outfits? It’s October! Almost November!”

”And we’re in a dessert town! It’s still gonna get hot!” Brooke responded before Marissa walked up with a girl I didn’t recognize. ”Hey Mari! Is that Zara?”

”Yeah this is her.” Marissa responded before glancing at the other girl. ”Zara, this is my little sister Brooke her moody edgelord boyfriend Logan.”

“Oh hey!” Zara greeted us with a grin as she looked us over. “I thought I recognized you guys from SCW!”

”If you want an autograph leave me alone.” I responded simply as I ignored the young woman. ”I have no time for foolishness.”

”Of course you’d say that, ignore him Zara.” Marissa instructed her new friend before she turned to her younger sister. ”How’s the party been so far Brooke?”

”Half mingling, half babysitting his mopy ass.” Brooke responded as she rolled her eyes and I continued to ignore the women. ”In other words? Pretty much like every over time we’ve dragged him to a social event.”

”I do not need babysitting!” I insisted but the girls in turn continued to ignore me.

”Maybe someday he’ll actually mingle like a normal person.” Marissa commented with a hopeful shrug. ”But I doubt it, anyway me and Zara are off to the non-alcoholic bar since I’m still too young, you coming?”

”If I didn’t have to keep an eye on him, I would but alas?” Brooke responded as she shook her head and Marissa and Zara walked off. ”Someday we will get you socializing at events like this Logan.”

[color=salmon”I wouldn’t hold my breath.”[/color] I responded as I shook my head while Brooke mingled with the other party goers and the rest of the party continued like that for the next few hours.

Then we see Marissa and Zara kissing before they headed into one of the upstairs bedrooms for the rest of the night and knew exactly how long a night it would be.

Logan and Brooke’s home gym, Las Vegas, Nevada
Saturday the 1st of November 2025, 11:00am

*promo time*

This has been a year in the making.

”If you knew the significance of High Stakes to me and Brooke you’d know why this match is of the upmost importance!” I stated as I leaned against the ring apron with my arms crossed. ”Last year’s High Stakes should hvave been my debut, it should have been Brooke’s debut, we wanted to be in the High Stakes Battle Royals but as we were still in training the powers that be at the Go Gym refused.

One year on and my High Stakes debut is finally at hand, taking on the lithesome cockroach Justin Smitch in a No DQ Falls Count Anywhere Match!” I added as Brooke stepped into view with her arms crossed. ”Welcome to Justin’s execution!”

At this point Brooke stepped up.

”Oh Justin, I cannot wait for my man to finally put your pathetic ass down!” Brooke said with a grin as she moved in closer to me. ”It’s funny isn’t it Justin? You were Logan’s first ever opponent in SCW three weeks after last year’s High Stakes and now? Logan gets to be the one who gives you the Old Yeller treatment! Don’t fret too much Justin because ultimately?

This is for the good of SCW!” Brooke stated as she brushed some haor over her shoulder. ”You could’ve avoided this by not interfering in Logan’s match against LJ but no, you couldn’t leave well enough alone.”

I stepped up next.

”And the moment you did that Justin was the moment you signed your own death warrant!” I declared while making a slit throat motion with my thumb to illustrate my point. ”No one will miss Justin once I am done with this pathetic creature and I move on to my destiny! My throne is still unclaimed, I need a title to claim as my own!

And no man will get in my way!” I added as I smirked sadistically, ”Much less the so called Terrytown Tormentor!”

Brooke stepped up one last time.

”I’m serious, where the fuck is Terrytown and why is Justin their best export? Must be a pathetic place in that case.” Brooke added as she made a fist. ”Not like it fucking matters off course because Justin’s real claim to fame will be the first active wrestling career Logan’s ended.”

It’s that simple.

”You sealed your own fate when you cost me my spot in the High Stakes Tournament Justin and at High Stakes? I will bring the blade down!” I added as I glared straight at the camera. ”Consider this an early Christmas gift from myself to SCW, for you will not have to endure Justin Smith’s matches after High Stakes!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”It is the least I can do after a year of faithful service, and while my twenty third birthday isn’t until the 30th? I will consider this my early Christmas and birthday present!” I added as I pulled Brooke in close and she put a hand on my chest while looking at the camera. ”So it has been written, so thy will shall be done! Justin! I COMMAND THEE KNEEL! YOU ARE NOTHING BUT A COCKROARCH THAT I WILL STEP UPON ON MY ROAD TO RECLAIMING MY THRONE! And once you have embraced oblivion? My goals will begin anew!”

Brooke kissed me before Marissa turned off the camera as the scene fades.

While Logan had fallen short of dethroning Vincent Lyons Jr. after the Roulette Champ pinned Liam Davies at Violent Conduct to retain the title the fallout from Vincent’s attempted drowning of Logan in the lead up to that match was still being felt elsewhere in the company! This week Legan was one of the last competitors to compete in the opening round of the men’s side of the High Stakes Tournament against his old enemy (who had ironically saved Logan from the attempted drowning) LJ Kasey!

But there was more! Vincent and Kasey were set to go head to head for the Roulette Title soon and Vincent had put a $10,000 bounty on Alexandra Callaway’s head in an attempt to mess with LJ and with Brooke’s history with Alexandra (who had been dragged into the Logan/LJ Conflict as a counterbalance to Brooke’s presence) you knew the twenty year old was chomping at the bit to get her hands on the much older wrestler, can Logan win?

Backstage at Climax Control 437, Long Beach, California
Sunday the 5th of October 2025, 21:00pm

Death by a thousand cuts.

I was not victorious at Violent Conduct, if I were I wouldn’t be on the hunt to reclaim my throne from unworthy champions and a chosen usurper! The fact that LJ Kasey is apparently next in line for a shot at Vincent because I handed him a win during the Violent Conduct cycle only makes this worse!

Now I find myself in the crosshairs of a failure by the name of Justin Smith after he predictably lost his opening round match of the High Stakes Tournament while I still await news of my first match.

At this moment in time? I am sat upon a crate in the backstage area, watching the world go by as I await the return of the Shields Twins, my female companions have been trying to get information about my opening round match and they had been gone for most of the night, that is, until now.

”Brooke, Marissa.” I greeted the two beautiful women as they walked up, Brooke had her dyed red hair up in a ponytail while Marissa was wearing her dark brown hair (their natural hair colour) loose. ”Do you bring word?”

”Nice to see you too Logan.” Marissa muttered sarcastically as the older of the twins rolled her eyes. ”We tried to locate Christian or Evelynn but they were busy all night, by the time we got to their office? They were long gone!”

”And trust me, I checked with the production staff, they were told nothing.” Brooke added with a grunt as she folded her arms. ”Guess we’ll just find out at the same time as everyone else!”

”That is not acceptable!” I said as I stood up abruptly, forgetting that my phone had been resting upon my knee and as a result? It was sent flying, with only Marissa’s quick reflexes saving it from making contact with the arena floor. ”I need to know who my opponent is in advance!”

”Hey! We tried!” Brooke insisted as she stood up to me even though I was 6ft while both Shields Twins were 5ft 4. ”And you’ll have to wait for the new card text like everyone else!”

”I do not have time to wait for that damn text!” I responded and as if on cue? My phone went off and Marissa looked. ”It seems they’ve thrown every established wrestler into this tournament from both divisions, if Liam and Justin are getting spots then where’s mine?”

”I’m going to assume that you mean spot in the tournament and not on your face.” Marissa interjected as she held up the phone and we slowly turned to her. ”That was the new card text, and yes, your tournament match is next week Logan! Now are you going to take your phone back politely or……….”

”GIVE IT HERE!” I demanded before snatching the phone right out of Marissa’s hands, that woman has been the bane of my existence ever since she moved in with me and Brooke after the LA fires destroyed her home back in January. ”Kasey? AGAIN?!”

”Wait, Miles or LJ?” Brooked asked with a raised eyebrow and I showed her the text. ”LJ makes more sense, I didn’t think they were letting the current champs take part, wait, speaking of champs? Didn’t Vincent just put a bounty on Alexexandra’s head?”

”And you care about a $10,000 Bounty, why?” Marissa asked as she turned to her younger sister who rolled her eyes. ”You post adult content on OnlyFans and still have the trust fund our grandparents left us, a trust fund that I know is worth a lot more than $10,000, you can’t seriously be THAT strapped for cash Brooke!”

”I’m not and I don’t care about the money, my cheapest pair of shoes cost me $10,000 forr god’s sake! No, this is about long overdue revenge for all the shit she did to me and Logan was feuding with LJ!” Brooke insisted as she shook her head. ”And hey, maybe I’ll keep that money to myself or donate it to charity.”

”That is surprisingly altruistic of you Brooke but I welcome the…………” Brooke’s laughter cut Marissa’s praise short. ”So much for thinking my sister was being a decent person for once.”

”Did you honestly think I’d waste the bounty money on that?!” Brooke scoffed and I just shook my head. ”The only charity that matters in my world is my bank account and it’ going straight in the day after I claim it!”

”Enough! We need to get back to the hotel so that we’re rested ahead of the trip to Anaheim for the next Climax Control!” I stated before motioning them to follow me. ”And we are leaving now!” I added before they followed me out of the arena.

Last year’s High Stakes was meant to be my debut, we had been promised by the Go Gym’s trainers that we’d graduate in time for the High Stakes Battle Royal, instead, we had to wait because they refused to graduate me and Brooke in time, and now?

We’ve come full circle.

Local Café, Anaheim, California
Friday the 10th of October 2025, 15:00pm

It has been a long week of preparation but if my goals are to be met? Then it will be worth it.

Me and the Shields Sisters arrived in Anaheim on Tuesday and I’ve been getting in as much training as I can with Brooke’s help, Marissa? She has been our hanger on as usual, frankly? I don’t know why I bother with her.

She’s not even a trained wrestler, Brooke was the one who enrolled at the Go Gym, not her! Granted, their backgrounds in dance lend themselves to wrestling quite well if you think about it but again, she chose to live off the trust fund, Brooke chose to do something with her life.

”Where is my food.” I grumbled as I drummed my fingers against the table where we were seated. The twins were getting the kind of attention from local guys that only women with their beauty could and while Marissa is available? Brooke isn’t, she’s my girlfriend and that fact will remain as such. ”I cannot train on an empty stomach!”

”Train this, train that, do you ever just stop to relax?” Marissa grunted before shaking her head. ”Then again, you spent the afternoon at the Louvre moping when we were in Paris for into the Void so what do I know?”

”Considering you ended that trip by letting off the alarms because you touched the security system?” I asked with a smirk and Marissa frowned. ”Not a lot!”

”How many times do I need to explain that I lost my footing and used that thing to balance myself, otherwise I would’ve faceplanted to floor?” Marissa asked with an aggravated sigh and I shook my head. ”And just an FYI Logan? Food taking forever to cook won’t interrupt your training as much as getting food poisoning because you told the chef to hurry the fuck up!”

”Gods, if it wasn’t for the fact that I’m the one dating Logan I would’ve told you two to fuck already and get it over with!” Brooke grunted in annoyance earning a few dirty looks from the other customers which she ignored. ”And I’m agreeing with Marissa on the food poisoning thing, just an FYI!”

”Of course you are.” I responded as I shook my head. ”But look, this Sunday? The only thing that matters is making it to High Stakes.”

”Which reminds me, I don’t think I ever got the full story about why you two are so obsessed with High Stakes.” Marissa commented before she took a sip from her drink. ”I know it’s the biggest show of the SCW Callender but beyond that? I don’t know.”

”Right after last year’s Violent Conduct event myself and Brooke were being prepped for graduation from the Go Gym.” I explained as I leaned forward on the table. ”When the High Stakes Battle Royals were announced we viewed it as our big chance to make our debuts at the biggest show of the year, the trainers told us that if they were satisfied with our training? We’d be signed off if to compete.”

”We were basically about to graduate by that point anyway, the Battle Royals would’ve just made it a formality.” Brooke added before she shook her head. ”Except? They held off on graduating us until after High Stakes and when I got my contract with SCW? It was as Logan’s manager, NOT the newest Bombshell in the Bombshell Division!”

”So you’re mad because the trainers kept their word?” Marissa asked with a raised eyebrow. ”You said it yourself, they needed to be satisfied with your progress before signing off on that!”

”It was supposed to be our glorious moment, but those fools robbed us!” I responded before spotting the food coming over to our table. ”And I will set it right at High Stakes!” I added as the food arrived.

Logan and Brooke’s Hotel Room, Anaheim, California
Friday the 10th of October 2025, 21:00pm

*promo time*

As me and Brooke got ready to cut our first promos for this year’s High Stakes cycle one thing is motivating us above all else.

”The time is drawing near, the one year anniversary of my first appearance in SCW at the Climax Control after High Stakes 2024!”  I stated as I looked straight into the camera. ”But if certain forces weren’t working against me? My debut match would not have been my first match with Justin Smith, no! Me and Brooke were meant to debut on a grander stage.

Remember the High Stakes Battle Royals? We were told that if the trainers at the Go Gym were satisfied with our progress we would be allowed to compete in them!” I added before my frown deepened. ”BUT THEY LIED! We had to wait two more weeks before we made our debut because they didn’t think we were ready and Brooke had to sign on as my manager! This year’s High Stakes is about one thing for me and that’s rectifying that injustice and LJ? You are my first obstacle in the path between me and that goal!”

Brooke chimed in.

”Ahh, LJ, it’s just like old times, ain’t it? You and Logan are about to go to war, Alexandra’s caught up in something bigger than herself and I’m right there to take advantage!” Brooke stated as she grinned sadistically. ”See, I’m already a rich girl, $10,000 is pocket change for me but when Vincent put that bounty on Alexandra’s head?

Well, she’s about to find out that I hold one hell of a grudge!” Brooke added as she folded her arms. ”What? Did you think I forgot about all the times Alexandra humiliated me during the feud between you and Logan LJ? I don’t suffer humiliation, I pay it back with fucking interest! Good luck concentrating on your tournament match LJ while I’m busy hospitalizing your girlfriend!”

I stepped forward again.

”You won our last battle at Blaze of Glory LJ, that much is clear, but this Sunday? I will win the war!” I added as I made a fist. ”When I first arrived in SCW last year you were my first enemy LJ and I don’t forget or forgive my enemies! They say that an honest enemy is better than a friend who lies so tell me this LJ? In the past year that you’ve known me and Brooke.

When have I ever lied?” I asked as I grinned sadistically. ”Others stab you in the back, I prefer to smile to your face as I twist the knife! I may be a madman, but I am a madman with honour, principles and most importantly? A madman who will do whatever it takes to win this tournament! Others hide behind deception and lies, myself and Brooke are nott good people what sets us apart is thar we admit it!”

Brooke smirks as she steps up.

”Yeah, I’m a bitch, but I’ve never tried to hide who I am! Don’t forget that when me and Loggan debuted by ending Caleb Storms’ career? I was the one who attacked his wife and their hanger on first! Logan just put the finishing touches on Caleb himself!” Brooke added as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”That should’ve served as a warning to everyone else on the roster but not everyone got the memo.

Don’t worry LJ, we will make the message loud and clear with you as our martyr!” Brooke added as she looked straight at the camera. ”And as for you Alexandra? Just try it bitch!”

It’s that simple.

”This is another in our war, people just like to pretend that it ended at Blaze of Glory LJ!” I added as my grin widened. ”High Stakes will be my and Brooke’s Full Circle moment for reasons we already explained and this Sunday will mark the first step towards that glorious moment! And Justin? If you are watching this? Stay away if you value your existence!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”As the one year anniversary of our first appearance on SCW programming nears? Make no mistake, we are just getting started.” I added before Brooke stepped in close and placed her hand on my chest. ”This tournament will be a means to an end for me and that starts with you Lyle because YOU WILL KNEEL FOR I COMMAND IT! No one is getting in the way of my throne and this Sunday? YOU WILL TASTE THE ENDLESS OBLIVION!”

Brooke turned off he camera as the scene fades.

The tension between Logan and Vincent has gotten to the point where the two men have attempted to kill each other! First Vincent tried to drown Logan in the immediate aftermath of his Pool Side Brawl Non-Title Match against LJ Kasey in Cyprus, then, the following week at the Go Home Show in Cancun, Mexico Logan retaliated by trying to break Vincent’s neck through the use of a steel chair, only stopped by the arrival of the other challenger for Violent Conduct Liam Davies!

Now the three men were set to square off at what was easily the most brutal event of the SCW Callender: Violent Conduct X! And as befitting the Roulette Title’s rules? It was going to be contested under Roulette Rules! Can Logan win the title back?

Backstage at Climax Control 435, Cancun, Mexico
Sunday the 30th of August 2025, 21:00pm

What is worse than a thief that has stolen the rightful throne of the lord?

I’ll tell you what, when that thief disappears and they don’t even consider returning the throne to its rightful owner, instead handing it over to a pretender who was handpicked by the thief to replace him! And then another pretender appears, seeking to claim the throne for himself and in the immediate succession crises the pretender tries to murder the rightful lord and the newcomer intervenes when the lord retaliates!

That is the situation between myself, Vincent and Liam!

This whole situation could and should have been avoided! If only the bosses had the backbone to veto the clown’s Pin the Jackass Gauntlet match for his King for a Day Episode and now I am forced to fight for what I never should have lost in the first place!

The Roulette Title is rightfully mine, Guy’s reign should be stricken from the record books alongside any evidence of his existence! But no, even with the new the new GM the bosses continue to conspire against me because I represent what they fear most.

I represemnt the future of this industry while Underwood rallies behind the stars of yesterday!

”So we’re just trying to casually commit murder on TV now?” Marissa asked as she followed us to the parking lot, I briefly glanced up at the older of the Shields Twins before going to continue on my way to the parking lot, only being stopped by Brooke as she put a hand on my shoulder. ”Am I following along? Because we seem to be going through the Casual Criminalist’s rules like they were suggestions!”

”Did you suddenly forget the fact that Vincent tried to drown Logan last week?!” Brooke demanded as she walked up to her older sister, not that there was much of an age gap since, again, they are twin sisters, but even so, ”For fuck’s sake you were right there by the pool with me when he charged LJ and got sidestepped into the pool! And if LJ wasn’t there I’d likely be making funeral arrangements for Logan back home in Vegas! An Eye for an Eye, remember that?”

”And the whole world goes blind, remember THAT part of the quote?” Marissa asked as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”There are about a million other quotes I could use to point out how revenge is a double sided sword and shit but I’d be here until next year’s Violent Conduct because it’s clear that you don’t want to hear them!”

”ENOUGH!” I snapped as I marched up to the two beautiful women who had been equal parts to my benefit and to my deterrence. ”We need to get to Miami! It is the final stop on the tour and the place of my triumph!”

”Last I checked? We weren’t flying out to Miami until tomorrow morning, and it’s not even that long a flight.” Marissa responded before checking it on google via her phone. ”Yeah, fastest flight time in an hour and a half, it’s not like we’re flying from England to Miami or something.”

”It doesn’t matter! I need to prepare for my reclamation of the throne!” I insisted as I got in the brunette woman’s face. ”And you need to stay out of our business, including when Brooke tries to help me!”

”Oh I’m sorry, I wasn’t aware that wrestlers enjoyed being fined for breaking the rules!” Marissa responded as she rolled her eyes and Brooke’s eyes narrowed. ”I know you got fined for attacking LJ Kasey on your first night in SCW Brooke so don’t insult my intelligence!”

”Fines that I’m still good to pay! We both have our trust funds Marissa, I just seem to be the only one who doesn’t seem to have any problems dipping into it!” Brooke answered back but by that point? I was gone. ”If I have to pay a few fines to further Logan’s cause? Fine!”

”And what happens if you eat through that trust fund by paying all those fines?” Marissa asked and for once? Brooke was rendered speechless. ”Thought so, now let’s catch up to Logan before he wanders off.” Marissa added before dragging my girlfriend alongside her.

Local Nightclub, Miami, Florida
Friday the 5th of September 2025, 21:00pm

My moment of triumph is at hand.

Months of waiting, sitting back and watching as that damn clown made a fool of me and what should’ve been my title reign, next week? I undo that idiot’s damage and pick up exactly where I left off.

I just need to get past Vincent and Liam first but they will be dealt with in due time.

However? As the Shields Sisters are wanton to do, they have dragged me away from my training to try to get me to socialize, they did it in Paris, they did it on the Summer XXXTreme Cruise and now? They are doing it in Miami.

They do not realize that I am merely tolerating them!

”I once again raise my objection to this Marissa.” I grunted as I folded my arms and Marissa just rolled her eyes, Brooke was out on the dance floor but because of the incident at the Summer XXXTreme Cruise? I’m banned from joining her. ”I should be out training!”

”Yes Logan, I heard you the first hundred times.” Marissa responded sarcastically as the beautiful brunette woman gave me a side eye. ”Sooner or later you’re going to learn that there’s more to wrestling life than just training!”

”Never!” I declared and Marissa just shook her head right before Brooke returned from the dance floor and went to sit next to me. ”We are leaving!”

”Like hell!” Brooke responded before she sat next to me in a way that would’ve made it difficult to get out of the booth. ”We only got here a half hour ago, we are not leaving!”

”I do not care.” I insisted and Brooke just shook her head. ”Every time you women have dragged me into a social situation it ended for the worst! That entire Louvre trip in Paris, the nightclub on the Summer XXXTreme Cruise…….”

”That was totally your fault, by the way!” Marissa interrupted with an annoyed grunt as she folded her arms. ”I was this close to having sex with that guy I was dancing with on the cruise nightclub’s dancefloor, in his cabin obviously, until you started dancing like a deranged howler monkey!”

”You were too good for him.” I responded dismissively and Marissa just rolled her eyes. ”And don’t even get me started on what happened in Ibiza! Your desire to have sex with a local got the police involved!”

”Because he had a nasty habit of seducing foreign women and poking holes in his condoms before we did the deed, I KNOW!” Marissa responded with an annoyed huff. ”The only reason it got as far as me taking my bikini top off was that the guy’s wife and mother in law had chosen that exact moment to intervene!”

”And who says the personal lives of wrestlers can be boring?” Brooke responded as she shook her head. ”And besides Mari, that whole incident caused you to put the brakes on your pursuits of romance!”

”It’s not that I think all guys are just like Carlos.” Marissa sighed as she shifted her weight. [”I just want to put as much distance between me and that incident as possible before I start looking for love again!”

”Exactly!” Brooke responded before she turned to me. ”Can you at least try to enjoy the night?”

”Fine!” I grunted before the night went on.

Logan’s hotel room, Miami Beach, Florida
Saturday the 6th of September 2025, 12:00pm

*promo time*

The time will soon be at hand.

”They tried to deny me my birthright, first by allowing a clown to have his way, then by keeping me away from the title that should be mine and finally? By giving it to a pretender to the throne.” I commented as I shook my head. ”Are SCW’s brass so afraid of the future that I represent that they’d rather see a psychopath who tried to kill me as champion?!

Once again, Christian has proved himself to be a spineless owner! But I will set right what was wrong next week in Miami Beach when myself and Liam Davis challenge Vincent Lyons Jr. for the Roulette Championship!” I added as Brooke put a hand on my shoulder. ”A title that is rightfully mine!”

Brooke chimed in as she folded her arms.

”Let me see if I’ve got this straight: I get fine after fine for doing my job as Logan’s manager just because I put my hands on the guys and I’m a woman, equality my ass, right? Yet when Vincent outright tries to drown my boyfriend on national tv after his drunken ass tried to interfere in his match? Nothing! No one bats an eye!” Brooke scoffed as she folds her arms. ”Good to know there’s no double standards in this company!

But please, continue to act like intergender violence in a combat sport is the ultimate evil.” Brooke added as she let out a scoff. ”Vincent? Your reign is a farce and Logan will put an end to it on Sunday night, Liam? You’re basically window dressing!”

Speaking off……………

”Vincent, do not think for a second that you deserve that title! You deserve nothing! I am the only one in this match who is truly worthy of that championship and I will prove that fact at Violent Conduct!” I added before I sat down on the bed with my hands at my sides. ”Unlike Guy? I thought the previous champion tooth and nail n a gruelling match, io didn’t rely on cowardly ambushes to get the job done and yet? It was Guy that got the accolades after he stole the title from me and YOU who were handed the title after that idiot left the company!

I am not a good man, but I at least admit it!” I added with a sneer before shaking my head. ”This injustice won’t stand for another moment!”

And Liam?

”This was almost perfect, but then? Liam had to stick his nose in our business.” I commented as I shook my head. ”Liam! Your placement in this match is an eyesore, but because you answered Vincent’s open challenge within the time limit? Here you are! Why the time limit didn’t freeze when I accepted the challenge? I will never know!

But what I do know is this, you will not get in the way of me and my rightful throne Davies!” I fumed as I glared at the camera. ”As an officer of the law you should be arresting those responsible for this theft, instead you keep the myth of Vincent as a worthy champion alive by your very presence in this match!”

Brooke chimed in again.

”If Christian Underwood was even remotely interested in doing what was right? Logan would be the champion and whoever decided to step up would be his challenger or challengers!” Brooke responded before shaking her head. ”But no, because Guy fluked his way into winning a ladder match? He had to honour it! What good is an owner if he can’t do what’s right when the former champion has clearly been wronged?! Next Sunday? Logan will correct this injustice!”

It's that simple.

”I did not work myself to the bone for over a year for a damn clone to steal my first title from me! And yet, here I am because the bosses were too spineless to do the right thing!” I sneered as I stood up. ”The Roulette Tile is rightfully mine. Yet they’d rather put the title on another Lyons and hope for a repeat of Victoria’s success! I will not sit idly by and let Vincent parade my championship around for a moment more! And Liam? You will not get in my way!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”For it is time for me to reclaim my lost empire!” I declared as I made a fist with my hand. ”And I’ll be damned if a fool in uniform gets in my way! Vincent? You are a placeholder, the man who held the title right before I, Logan Hunter, reclaimed it! Woe to the Vanquished, for the damned souls of forgotten clowns shall never be mourned! Liam, Vincent? I COMMAND THEE KNEEL! YOU WILL NOT DENY ME MY RIGHTFUL THRONE! And next Sunday as I rise atop the ashes of fallen empires as champion? YOU WILL EMBRACE OBLIVION!”

Brooke turned off the camera as the scene fades.

Logan ultimately came up short in the Overboard Battle Royal but he was far from done in Sin City Wrestling! This week he was taking on one of the men he faced in the Overboard Battle Royal and the first man to defeat him in Sin City Wrestling: Miles Kasey! The last time they met in singles action it was a qualifier match for the Elimination Chamber Match at Blaze of Glory which ended up being Logan’s first career main event, can he get the win back?

Relaxing at the beach, Ibiza, Spain
Wednesday the 30th of July 2025, 14:00pm

I am inevitable.

The Overboard Battle Royal was nothing more than a setback, the whole cycle was! I started it as the Roulette Champion only to have that title stolen from my a few weeks in and bosses too spineless to do anything about it! And now? I enter one of the last cycles of my rookie year, all set to face Miles Kasey once again!

I have the distinct feeling that both Miles and LJ will prove to be frequent foes of mine as my SCW Career continues, after all? LH was my first major feud in Sin City Wrestling.

But as of right now? Me and The Shields Sisters are relaxing at the beach among other tourists here in Ibiza.

”Must we do this?” I sneered at the two beautiful bikini clad women as they applied their sun cream and Brooke turned to me while Marissa ignored me. ”Or need I remind you of what happened the last time we were near water?”

”You mean when Marissa shoved you into the pool for monologuing while we were sunbathing?” Brooke asked as she lowered her sunglasses at me and Marissa smiled at that memory. ”Or when you made me wet for the first time in months when you pulled me overboard?”

”Oh yeah! Thanks for the reminder Brooke.” Marissa chimed in as she gave her waist length dark brown hair a couple of flips. ”You still owe me a new laptop!”

”Didn’t you buy a replacement during the post Supercard cool off period?” Brooke asked as she turned to Marissa who shook her head. ”Besides, we both got our own trust funds Mari, we’re not exactly strapped for cash.”

”I did, and admittedly I had been meaning to buy a new laptop anyway, but it’s more the principle of the thing.” Marissa responded as she brushed some hair over her shoulder. ”Seriously, tweets like that should come with a public health warning! I’m surprised it didn’t attract any weirdos not named Logan!”

”Marissa.” I growled as I turned to the older of the two twin sisters. ”I am sitting right here!”

”Really? And here I thought you were some kind of abstract art piece: broody man insists on remaining fully clothed in black clothing at a Spanish beach on a Sunny Day.” Marissa responded sarcastically as she moved her hand while she was imagining the title to my art piece. ”Seriously, how are you not flooding the beach with sweat?!”

”I will endure.” I insisted as I glared at the twenty year old and Marissa rolled her eyes. ”The sun is of no concern to me.”

”Uh huh.. do us a favor and don’t come crying to us when you’re so red you could pass for a poached lobster because someone still refuses to put on suncream.” Brooke responded as she rolled her eyes before holding up the bottle she had been using. ”At least let me apply it to your arms, legs and face.”!

”Fine!” I consented and Brooke sat up and started applying the sun cream.

As Brooke continued to apply suncream and I eventually took off my shirt so she could apply it to my chest and back Marissa was off in her own world, at least until a local hunk approached. “Hey senorita, are you here all alone?” The Spaniard asked and Marissa grinned as she looked him up and down. “Pretty girl like you should have some company!”

”Oh no, I’m here with my twin sister and her boyfriend.” Marissa responded as she motioned to myself and Brooke. ”The red hair is totally a dye job by the way.”

“He is a lucky man!” He responded and I just rolled my eyes in response. “Two beautiful woman hanging around him? Every man’s dream.”

”Trust me, he is a waking nightmare!” Marissa responded with aggravated sigh. ”Name’s Marissa by the way.”

“I’m Carlos, and I know a more private place we can get to know each other, away from them or any of the tourists.” Carlos responded and Marissa grinned. “By the way, do I know you three from somewhere? I could’ve sworn I saw you guys on TV.”

”Brooke, my sister, and Logan are contracted with SCW.” Marissa sighed as she ran a hand through her hair. ”But I am totally down for getting away from them for a bit.”

“Follow me.” Carlos responded and they left us alone at the beach.

Nearby lake, Ibiza, Spain
Wednesday the 30th of July 2025, 15:30pm

It hadn’t taken myself or Brooke long to figure out that Marissa had left with the local and when she didn’t return immediately? We went looking for her.

According to local women? Carlos tends to do this a lot with female tourists, though he is at least courteous enough to use a condom if it ever gets that far, considering it’s been at least an hour and a half? We realized that that was what happened.

”Give the guy credit.” Brooke muttered as we walked down the pathway, Brooke had since gotten changed out of her bikini and into her regular clothes and I was fully dressed too. ”He picked a romantic spot.”

”Perhaps.” I nodded in agreement as we walked down the path. ”But maybe we should…..” Then? I heard  it. ”Is that a screaming match in Spanish?”

”Yep, don’t need to know how to Speak Spanish to know that that’s an argument.” Brooke responded with a frown as she folded her arms. ”And I already know Marissa’s not involved, one: her accent is the same as mine, as in native to LA and not Ibiza, two: last I checked she didn’t know how to speak Spanish.”

As Brooke said that we made our way closer to find a visibly pissed off Marissa, also in her day clothes, leaning against a tree with her arms crossed while Carlos argued with two local women, one of whom was old enough to be the Shields Sisters’ mother. ”How long did it take for you guys to realize I had left with him?” Marissa sighed as she spotted us approaching. ”My bad luck with love continues and I can’t even blame Logan this time!”

”In order? About five minutes after I finished creaming him up.” Brooke responded as she motioned to myself. ”And what do you mean?”

”Guy’s a serial cheater with a bad habit of getting foreign girls pregnant and pretending that he doesn’t know them when they find out and call him.” Marissa sighed as she rolled her eyes. ”Yeah, he had condoms, ones that he had deliberately poked holes in! See the women he’s arguing with?” Marissa asked as she pointed them out. ”Younger one’s his WIFE and the older one’s his mother in law!”

”Man, and here I was worried about a guitar shaped sunburn.” Brooke responded as she shook her head. ”How far did you get? Because beyond the pregnancy? There’s so many other things that could’ve resulted from his bullshit.”

”Trust me, I know!” Marissa sighed as she rolled her eyes. ”My fault for believing a random hunk would care about anything other than banging me I guess! I was literally topless and in the middle of removing his trunks when they showed up!” Marissa added as she shook her head. ”They had apparently followed us from the beach, mother in law is literally the only reason we’re not chatting while I’m wearing nothing but my bikini bottoms!”

”She grabbed your clothes?” Brooke asked and Marissa nodded. ”Guessing they aren’t mad at you then?”

”Nah, if anything they viewed me with sympathy.” Marissa responded before sighing. ”Let’s head back to the hotel! I just wanna crash for the rest of the day!” Marissa added and we quickly took our leave.

Logan and Brooke’s hotel room balcony, Ibiza, Spain
Wednesday the 30th of July 2025, 18:00pm

Marissa would end up filing a report with the local police with support from Carlos’s (soon to be ex) wife and her mother in law because apparently? They take things like this seriously in the EU, that disrupt my plans to cut a promo at the beach as she had agreed to be the cameraperson so we ended up having to make do with a promo from our hotel room balcony because that wass overlooking the pool.

”As the wise man once said, fools and prophets of the past, life’s a stage and we’re all in the cast.” I stated as leaned on the balcony. ”In other words Miles, the reports of my death by being thrown overboard were greatly exaggerated! But now we find ourselves facing off in the penultimate match of this Sunday’s Climax Control from right here in Ibiza! Time for my Old Wounds to heal!”

”Miles, do you remember when you first wrestled Logan?” Brooke asked as she stepped into view brushing some of her very long dark red hair over her shoulder. ”I do! And I find it funny how everyone chastises me for doing what’s right by my client as Logan’s manager and the hottest woman in SCW and yet when HB Carter shows up and carries me to the outside to protect his boyfriend no one bats an eye? Is it because me and Logan are the two hottest things in the company right now?

Or did Carter just want the satisfaction of coming up on top of you for once Miles?” Brooke asked as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”Make no mistake, we still don’t respect you Miles, at least when we attack our enemies? It’s from the front! Unlike you who betrayed Wolfslair from the back!”

I chimed in as I folded my arms.

”They cheer you, yet they jeer me when I am clearly the better man in this situation!” I shook my head, chuckling at the hypocrisy. ”Fans are a fickle thing Miles and when they see you for who you are? All that support will be one, when they realize what we already know, it’s a shame that LJ Kasey is related to you because he is clearly the more honourable of the Kasey brothers.”

Brooke shook her head as she chimed in.

”They said this match came about because we disrespected Carter, now maybe I’m misremembering because I don’t remember myself or Logan trash talking a fellow Go Gym Graduate!” Brooke added as she folded her arms. ”The main focus of our ire has, of course, been the clown with the Roulette Title but that aside? They were clearly looking for an excuse to run this match back and, well, they got their wish, only this time? Logan will fix what went wrong the first time!”

It’s that simple.

”Miles, when you beat me before it was not honourable yet it was treated as such, why is that? Because we’re not afraid to do what it takes to win!” I added as I paced around  the room and Brooke sat down on the bed, looking at the camera seductively. ”This time? Carter won’t save you from my wrath an d this cycle will start the way the last cycle should’ve, with me victorious!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”And believe me Miles, Carter will rule the day that he dared to interfere in my business when I am done with you!” I added as I made a slit throat motion  with my thumb. ”So it has been written, so it has been foretold! Woe to the vanquished, for the souls of those who dared to get in my way of glory before will not be mourned! Miles? I COMMND THEEE KNEEL! As the new Prince of Darkness you will not deny me my throne as you embrace oblivion!”

Brooke turned off the camera as the scene fades.

Summer XXXTreme was finally on the horizon and SCW’s annual cruise was coming with a match that SCW co-owner Christian Underwood had wanted to book for years at the event: the Overboard Battle Royal! The rules were simple: you had to literally toss your opponents overboard to win AND Logan Hunter was in it! But who was his competition? “Unbreakable” Eddie Lyons, Aiden Reynolds, Miles Kasey, Liam Davies, Justin Smith, “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart and former World Heavyweight Champion Alex Jones! The prize? The #1 Contendership for the World Heavyweight Title! Can Logan book his ticket to the biggest match of his career to date?

Backstage at Climax Control 430, Grand Junction, Colorado
Sunday the 6th of July 2025, 22:00pm

A message had to be sent.

I said what I said about Guy with a Cape and J2H out there and I stand by what I said a hundred percent! Guy is a disgrace as champion and if those idiots in charge had any spine they wouldn’t have let that match happen!

Instead? MY CHAMPIONSHIP is being defended by a damn clown against a manager and all I’ve been told about Summer XXXTreme is that I have a match!

”Okay, seriously!” Marissa called out to us as me and Brooke marched down the halls and we turned to her, it was then that I noticed the doll’s head prop that I had used in my segment in her hands. ”And I can’t fucking believe I have to ask this but where the hell did you find time to locate a severed doll’s head and dress it up to look like Guy’s severed head?!”

”That is none of your concern Marissa.” I responded as I turned to her and the brunette beauty rolled her eyes. ”The message mattered, not the method of which it was delivered.”

”NONE OF MY CONCERN?! Have you even seen the looks I’ve been getting since I carried this damn thing from the ring!” Marissa responded as she rolled her eyes and then threw the doll’s head at me and I caught it. ”Great idea leaving something people can trip over in a  wrestling ring by the way! I’m sure your co-workers would’ve loved tripping over that damn thing!”

”That doesn’t fucking matter!” Brooke responded as she ran a hand down her face. ”What matters is Logan’s match at Summer XXXTreme and what bikinis I’ll wear by the pool!”

”And if you had let me talk during that segment? You’d know!” Marissa responded and we gave her a pointed look. ”Because while you two were doing god knows what to set up for that segment? They actually announced your match!”

”What are you talking about?” I demanded but got the answer in the form of the new card text, I checked it and it wasn’t long before I saw the match. ”Overboard Battle Royal……………..WHAT?!”

Brooke subsequently looked over and raised an eyebrow. ”Justin and Bill AKA the losers Guy sent after you, LJ’s more successful brother Miles, the formerly undefeated cop Liam Davies, the Lyons that no one gives a shit about AKA Eddie, the guy you beat at Into the Void in Aiden and the worst World Heavyweight Champion of recent memory Alex Jones.” Brooke commented to herself as she read through the match, meanwhile Marissa had grabbed a drink from a nearby vending machine. ”Wrestlers are eliminated by being tossed overboard, this will be…………..”

”It doesn’t matter!” I interrupted Brooke as Marissa took a sip of her drink. ”I will toss off every other man on my path to glory!”

There was a brief silence followed by Marissa spitting out the contents of her drink, I paid no attention because I was already tweeting that. ”You know, it’s considered polite to buy someone dinner first before you offer that service!” Marissa commented as she barely contained her laughter. ”I’m just saying!”

”Shut up Marissa.” I responded bluntly before I walked off and Mari shook her head before turning to Brooke.

”Ignore him, you know what he’s been like since the title was stolen.” Brooke advised her older sister and Marissa nodded. ”You’re still coming on the cruise, right?”

”That’s the plan.” Marissa responded as she folded her arms and Brooke nodded in understanding. ”I’m technically still a non-contracted talent even though I’ve been a part of SCW shows for the past several months so my cabin likely won’t be as fancy as yours and Logan’s but I asked the bosses to put me in a cabin that’s on the opposite sides of the ship from you and Logan.”

”It’s because of what happened during the Viking Era Tour, isn’t it?” Brooke asked with a sigh and Marissa nodded without hesitation. ”Mari, I swear, he’ll behave this time.”

”Don’t care, I’d like to have some peace and quiet on my first ever cruise.” Marissa responded as she brushed some hair over her shoulder. ”Besides you’ve got my number if you want to hang out! Now, let’s find Logan before he does something crazy!”

”Great idea.” Brooke nodded in agreement before they walked off.

The Home Gym, Logan and Brooke’s Home, Las Vegas, Nevada
Thursday the 10th of July 2025, 14:00pm

While this injustice persists? I must train.

I have been alternating my time between the Go Gym and the home gym sine my Summer XXXTreme debut was announced and frankly? So has Brooke, she may be my manager but we need to be prepared for every possibility.

So far? Not a lot has changed, Alex Jones has been pulled from the match for reasons unknown  but that washed up fool was never a threat! As for the others? One by one the fools shall fall and I shall rise! There is no one more prepared for this cruise than me!

”Hey! Just to let you know that I just finished packing most of my stuff for the cruise.” Marissa called out to us and we turned to her as she made her way down the stairs, Brooke’s dog Aolfie was right behind her and the Irish Wolfhound was wagging his tail. ”And that I noticed that neither of you have done any packing.”

”We will pack in due time.” I responded as I briefly glanced up at the Brunette Woman. ”Has the dog sitter been arranged?”

”I could’ve sworn that was Brooke’s job since Aolfie is her dog,” Marissa grumbled as she patted the dog on the head. ”But yeah, I contacted the dog sitter we used for the Viking Era tour and they are happy to look after Aolfie again! Also, what do you mean by “in due time”?”

”He means that we’ve been too busy training.” Brooke responded as she walked up to the ring ropes to look at her older twin sister. ”We’ve got plenty of time anyway.”

”Brooke? It’s Thursday! We’re boarding the ship on Sunday, don’t tell me you’re leaving the packing to the last minute?!” Marissa sighed as she ran a hand down her face. ”I’m only leaving a handful of stuff until the last minute and we’re talking stuff that I can pack in minutes, toiletries, women’s hygiene products, my laptop, stuff like that!”

”We will pack the night before.” I insisted as I walked up to Marissa and leaned on the ropes. ”Not a moment before or after, training for my match must take priority!””

”Logan I don’t care if you’re facing six other men or the rest of the damn male roster.” Marissa responded as she messaged her temples in annoyance. ”If I wake up on Sunday morning to find you scrambling to get everything packed for the cruise? You will not hear the end of it from me!”

”Okay, as much as I want to get more training done? Marissa has a point.” Brooke admitted and Marissa allowed a small, satisfied smirk to appear on her face. ”If we’re not adequately prepared? Then there’s every chance we’ll miss the boarding and the bosses won’t be happy!”

”FIN!” I grunted before getting out of the practice ring and heading towards the stairs that led me and Brooke back to the house. ”We will commence with the packing immediately!”

I slammed the door behind us and Marissa shook her head before kneeling down to stroke Aolfie. ”Ever get the feeling that we’re the smartest people in the house Aolfie?” Marissa asked the dog who barked in response. ”Come on doggo, let’s get you some food!” Marissa added before leading the dog back up the stairs and too the kitchen.

The Home Gym, Brooke and Logan’s Home, Las Vegas, Nevada
Thursday the 10th of July 2025, 21:00pm

*promo time*

As me and Brooke got ready to cut our first promo for Summer XXXTreme I had a lot on my mind as I headed into the cruise ship showdown.

”Make no mistake, as I head into Summer XXXTreme and that disgrace of a Roulette Champion is defending his title against a manager we are monitoring that situation closely! But Guy is merely a king of the ring, I hereby pledge A Vow To Conquer The Ocean!” I started as I made a fist with my hand. ”And to achieve this? I must win the Overboard Battle Royal! The goal? Throw every opponent overboard, the prize? The #1 Contendership for the World Heavyweight Championship! My opposition? Eddie Lyons, Aiden Reynolds, Justin Smith, Bill Barnhart, Liam Davies and Miles Kasey!”

Brooke stepped forward with a smirk on her face.

”Logan can refer to these fools by their names all he wants! To me? They are naught but lambs to the slaughter!” Brooke smirked sadistically as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”Justin, Aiden, Miles, Bill, four men who Logan has faced before, Miles and Liam? New victims to be added to Logan’s ever growing list of bodies that he has left in his wake! We are not worried about any of those men, they set them up? Logan will knock them over the edge!”

And I start with my most recent opponents.

”Justin, from day one you have been a thorn in my side! From my debut match to what SHOULD’VE BEEN THE FIRST OF MANTY DEFENCES OF MY ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP you have persisted!” I growled as I leaned against the ring ropes. ”And now? We meet again, at my first ever Summer XXXTreme show as a wrestler, they must’ve taken pity on you for you to be added to such a prestigious match!”

Brooke shook her head.

”Seriously Justin, what kind of blackmail do you have on the bosses for you to keep getting opportunities such as this?” Brooke asked pointedly as she started pacing around the ring. ”The fact that you were in that farce of a Roulette Title Match doesn’t count, hell that match shouldn’t have counted in the first place but we all know that the bosses are too spineless to do their damn jobs! My point is, that was King Guy’s design but besides that? Opportunity after opportunity, squandered because they gave it to you.”

As for Bill?

”Bill, Bulldog, Wiliam, does it matter? No, what matters is what you truly are to me: dog meat!” I snarled as I pointed right at the camera. ”You wish to be the World Heavyweight Champion? Please don’t make me laugh Bill! You’re not even fit to carry Brooke’s bags, much less the World Heavyweight Championship! I will eliminate you from contention and if Bea Barnhart tries to intervene? Maybe I will throw her overboard as well and do everyone a favour.”

Brooke smirked as she continued.

”Or I’ll do it and save Logan the fine! After all, what better way to take out the trash? Did wonders for Michael Harris at last year’s Summer XXXTreme!” Brooke added with a smirk as she made a fist. ”And believe me Bill, no one will miss you when you go over the edge at Summer XXXTreme, if anything? Logan will do everyone a favor, who needs an old fart like you, hmmm Bill?”

Now for Aiden.

”We meet again Aiden! Was the carnage we inflicted on each other in Paris not enough for you?” I asked with a smirk as I looked at the camera. ”And your luck since losing the title has not turned around, has it Aiden? You lost that Triple Threat Match to Eddie after you took out Miles, took the pin from Eddie himself, I did not know that that was a preview of this match but now that I do? Consider it a precursor to yet another failure on your part!”

Brooke nodded along before she started looking at her nails playfully.

”It’s the same old Song and Dance, isn’t it Aiden? You brought the momentum of the Roulette Division to a standstill and now here you are, vying for a championship that you are not worthy of!” Brooke added as she looked right at the camera. ”When Logan takes you out of the match the world will consider it a mercy because no one wants to see a choke artist like Aiden Reynolds as the World Heavyweight Champion! That would be a greater crime than the robbery committing by the Clown King!”

Next up is Miles.

”Miles Kasey, the first man to defeat me in an SCW Ring and for a shot at this very prize at that! But did you really defeat me?” I shook my head. ”Not in an honourable way! You had help from Carter and like to pretend that your still a decent person after betraying those closest to you! But alas, we meet again and I will rectify what happened in my first ever SCW Main Event!”

Brooke shook her head as she chimed in.

”I’m sure all the fools who cried hypocrisy at us calling foul over Guy’s stunt are getting ready to do the exact same thing now that we’re bringing this up!” Brooke scoffed as she folded her arms. ”But there is a key thing that separates me and Logan from hypocrites like Miles who think they’ve got us when we cheat: we admit it! We’ve always been up front about the fact that we view our methods as a means to an end! Meanwhile Miles looks back on that ill-gotten win and acts like he’s our moral superior? PUH-LEASE! Logan will always stab you in the front, Miles is fond of stabbing you in the back, we are not the same! Abd when Miles is eliminated from the match? The world will know!”

Next up is Eddie.

”And now? We’ve reached the two men in this match whom I have never faced, come into my sights, said the Hunter to the Lyons.” I started as I made a hunting rifle motion with my hands. ”Eddie Lyons, the white sheep of the Lyons family, set to tie the knot on the Summer XXXTreme Cruise, how lovely! Wouldn’t it be a shame if that got ruined? Wouldn’t it be a shame if the blushing bride had to watch inn horror as her beloved gets thrown into the ocean below? For you? Yes, for me? I don’t care!”

Brooke stepped forward again.

”Eddie, Eddie, Eddie, yet another fool who peaked in the Roulette Division! What’s that? You won the Mixed Tag Titles? Who cares about those belts? The Wolves grinded that division into the dust!” Brooke stated as she gave the camera a playful, flirty look. ”Just like how Logan will grind your hopes of a happy marriage into the dust! I do hope your bride has some insurance on you, she might need the windfall!”

Last up? Liam!

”And thus we come to the final man standing in between me and destiny: Liam Davies! A man who represents law and order while I represent chaos and anarchy!” I stated as I folded my arms. ”Three matches in and you’re already in the deep end Liam, I suppose the term Sink or Swim moment is very apt for your situation, isn’t it? Don’t worry, I’ll insure that you will sink!”

Brooke chimed in one final time.

”A wrestling police officer? How quaint, whatever will they think of next?” Brooke asked ass her voice dripped with sarcasm. ”Shame that the phrase “ACABW” or “All Cops Are Bad Wrestlers” must apply here, isn’t it Liam? Sure, your one loss was to Kevin Carter but really, if your losing to a washed up has been who has to rely on someone half his age to win matches for him? What does that say about you Liam? I rest my case!”

It's that simple.

”If there was any justice in this world I would be defending the Roulette Title at the cruise, instead it’s wasted on a feud that no one cares about! But no matter, I will take it all out on Miles, Aiden, Justin, Bill, Eddie and Liam!” I sneered as I paced around the ring. ”You can try to bury me but I will rise from the grave! You can bury me at sea but I will wash ashore, I am inevitable, you cannot escape me SCW and this match will set right what the bosses are too spineless to correct!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”I belong among the champions far more than Guy and Kevin combined! I should be the Roulette Champion BECAUSE I AM THE FUTURE OF THIS COMPANY AND I WILL NOT BE DENIED!” I growled as I stared right at the camera. ”Justin, Bill, Eddie, Aiden, Liam and Miles are naught but cannon fodder for my rise to greatness! Woe to the vanquished, for the lives of those lost at sea will not be mourned and as for Liam, Justin, Bill, Aiden and Miles? I COMMAND THEE KNEEL! I will reclaim my glory, I am the Lord of all That Is Golden and you will not deny me MY THRONE! Get ready to embrace oblivion!”

Brooke turned off the camera as the scene fades.

Logan scored the biggest win of his career to date at Into the void where he won the Roulette Championship from Aidan Reynolds! And come Climax Control he made it clear that he was far from done, daring anyone to step up as only Logan could.

But perhaps he spoke too soon? Because Climax Control 427 was King Guy’s King for a Day Episode and Logan’s first defence was set to be a “Pin the Jackass Gauntlet”, his opponents? Justin Smith, “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart and a mystery entrant! The biggest challenge for any new champion was always the first defence and this could prove to be a tough one for Logan, can he get the win?

Backstage at Climax Control 426, Prescott Valley, Arizona
Sunday the 8th of June 2025, 21:00pm

This has been absolutely perfect.

I won the Roulette Championship at Into the Void just as I said I would and now? The countdown begins to my very first challenger! Or challengers, I do not care how many for I will slay them all! They will not deny me my throne and I will cement my legacy using this title!

Such a shame that one woman tried to ruin it.

”MARISSA!!” I called after Brooke’s older twin sister as she walked away from me and Brooke, she had tried to ruin my moment tonight and I was not about to let it slide, the brunette woman glanced over at us but continued to ignore us, only stopping to adjust her ponytail which allowed me and Brooke to catch up. ”What the hell was that?!”

”Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t have any patience for a raging jackass on the eve of my twentieth birthday!” Marissa responded as she rolled her eyes before turning to face us completely, she eyed her younger sister especially. ”And thanks for sticking up for me Brooke! I’ll remember that the next time you want something from me!” Marissa added and Brooke’s frown deepened.

”Mari, we might be sisters but as his manager? Logan is my top priority in SCW!” Brooke responded as she folded her arms and Mari rolled her eyes. ”And I got him to back off when he was screaming at you!”

”Yeah, thanks for saving me from the champ who’s one bad breakup away from becoming an incel!” Marissa responded as she shook her head, at that point I got my phone out only for Marissa to snatch it out of my hand. ”Oh no you don’t!”

”What are you doing?!” I demanded as she started to back away with my phone in hand. ”Give that back!”

”And let you tweet whatever weird edgelord bullshit is on your mind after tonight?” Marissa asked mockingly before blowing a mocking kiss with her free hand, on one hand? She was the same height and weight as Brooke, short, petite, beautiful? Yes, both sisters are, but she’s not a trained fighter like Brooke. ”I don’t think so, oh golden lord!” Marissa added mockingly but before I could give chase? A text notification rang out from my phone and she looked. ”Oh look at that Logan! They sent you a new card text, that can only mean one thing.”

”Logan’s in action next week, possibly in a King for a Day Match.” Brooke realized as she tilted her head to the side, then? Marissa started laughing, for lack of a better term, her ass off. ”What’s so funny?”

”Your next match Logan! You know what? Take it!” Marissa tossed the phone at me and I caught it in my hands. ”I wanna see your reaction first hand, jackass!”

I gave Marissa a pointed look before looking at the text, right there, in the opening match of the evening. ”King for a Day, Pin the Jackass Gauntlet: me vs. Justin Smith, Biil Barnhart and a mystery opponent?!” I demanded but before I could turn to Marissa for answers? She was already on her way down the hallway. ”What the hell is that clown playing at?!”

”I don’t know but we’d better go catch up with Mari.” Brooke responded before the redhead (she had started dyeing her hair during training) started to follow her sister. ”At least two of the three opponents will be easy.”

”Quite.” I nodded in agreement before we went off after Marissa.

STK at the Cosmopolitan VIP Room, Las Vegas, Nevada
Monday the 9th of June 2025, 18:00pm

Only the best for my queen.

As Brooke mentioned last night on Climax Control today is her and Marissa’s twentieth birthdays and well, both women are trust fund kids and Brooke insisted that we all go out for a meal tonight in Las Vegas to celebrate.

“Ahh, good evening.” The maître d’ greeted us as we entered the restaurant, STK was a fine dining steak restaurant known for its club like atmosphere and Brooke had made special arrangements. “Do you three have a reservation.”

”Yes we do, under the name Brooke Shields.” Brooke told the maître d’ before quickly adding. ”And no, I’m not the aging actress!”

“Clearly.” The maître d’ chuckled before checking the reservation last. “Ahh, yes, everything has been arranged as you requested, what is the occasion if I may ask?”

”Me and Brooke are turning twenty.” Marissa quickly cut in as she stepped forward. ”We’re twin sisters but I’m the older of the two.”

“Ahh, I bet you two are like peas in a pod.” The maître d’ responded before grabbing three menus and leading us to a stairway. “Up here you will find the VIP Room.” He added and we all grinned before me and Brooke were allowed upstairs, Marissa however was stopped. “I’m sorry madame but the VIP Room was only booked for those two, you will be eating down here.”

”What?! But it’s my birthday as well!” Marissa protested before she turned her attention back to Brooke. ”Brooke, what the hell is this?!”

”Sorry sis but after that stunt you pulled last night? Your spending your birthday alone.” Brooke responded with a sardonic grin and the maître d’ was clearly uncomfortable as it set in. ”With the peasants off course.”

”Let her eat cake.” I chimed in from the top of the stairs and Marissa rolled her eyes ”Or fries, or whatever it is that peasants eat.”

Marissa quickly turned her attention to the maître d’, clearly at her wits end. ”Look, you’re just doing your job, I get that.” Marissa pleaded as she looked at the maître d’. ”But I have been through so much bullshit this year! My house was destroyed in the LA fires and I’ve been living with them for the past five months! Is there something you can do? Like another VIP booth I can hang out in?”

“I’m sorry madame but that is the only VIP Booth I’m afraid.” The maître d’ apologized to Marissa and she let out a deep breath. “I can get you seated at the chef’s table in the kitchen if that’ll do? I’ll tell the head chef that it’s your birthday today.”

”You know what? Fine.” Marissa sighed as she ran a hand through her dark brown hair. ”I wanted to get away from those idiots anyway.” Marissa added before she was led away.

As Marissa was taken over to the Chef’s Table by the Maître D’ another waiter took me and Brooke upstairs and into the VIP lounge, and it was everything we could’ve asked for. ”This is perfect!” I exclaimed as we sat down at the VIP Table, I, off course, had the Roulette Championship slung over my shoulder throughout the meal. ”I expect you to treat my queen with the proper respect.”

“Of course sir.” The waitress responded with barely contained sarcasm as she forced a smile. “Do you want a wine list?”

”Duh!” Brooke responded simply and as the waitress walked away I could’ve sworn I saw her shaking her head. ”We are away from Marissa and this is perfect, especially since we’re going to film the promo for the gauntlet match while we are up here.”

”Exactly!” I responded before we shared a quick kiss. ”A perfect end, to a perfect evening.”

Meanwhile downstairs Marissa was standing by the hot plate, momentarily glaring up at us while she overheard the maître d’s conversation with the chef. “Excuse me chef but this young woman has been forced to dine alone on her twentieth birthday, can she dine at the VIP table?” The maître d’ asked and the head chef looked up at me.

“Of course, bring her up.” The head chef instructed the maître d and he motioned for Marissa to come up to the plate. “What’s your name darling?”

”Marissa.” Marissa introduced herself as she started to relax. ”Most people just call me Mari for short though.”

“Well Mari, you don’t look a day over eighteen.” The head chef complimented Marissa and she grinned in response. “Show her to the Chef’s Table James.”

“Of course.” The maître d responded before taking Marissa over to the Chef’s Table, she sat down and made herself comfy and he handed her a menu. “The cooks will look after you, enjoy your evening.”

”Thanks.” Marissa thanked him before taking the menu.

“Alright guys listen up, it’s this little lady’s twentieth birthday today and she is celebrating it alone.” The Head Chef instructed the cooks on the line and they nodded as they got the idea. “Her name’s Mari and we are going to treat her like she’s any other VIP Guest, got it?”

“Yes chef.” The brigade called back and Marissa grinned to herself.

”Maybe being away from them won’t be so bad?” Marissa whispered to herself as she glanced up at the VIP Room where me and Brooke were dining. ”Brooke’s probably thinking of fifty new and exciting ways to make the wait staff’s night hell just because she is turning twenty, she’s always had more dollars than cents.”

Back in the VIP room myself and Brooke had already ordered our full three course meal and while the waitress took it to the VIP Room Brooke was milking her status as a VIP for all it was worth.

”You really complained about the alcohol being non-alcoholic.” I stated as I glanced over at Brooke who shook her head. ”I need you sober for the promo and besides, they can’t legally serve you alcohol.”

”I don’t care, it’s my birthday! That’s the only thing that should matter! I’m a VIP and I should be allowed to act like one, laws be damned” Brooke responded bitterly before she took a sip from her drink. ”I am going to make her night hell just because!”

”Perhaps, but let’s just try to enjoy the night.” I responded as I shook my head and Brooke grinned. ”I’ll make arrangements when we finish the promo.”

”Knew there was a reason why I loved you.” Brooke responded with a grin before she kissed me. ”I’m thinking the shortrib ravioli for my starter, cowgirl bone in ribeye for my main with the lobster tail and lobster butter, chimichurri sauce and the crispy sprouts, with The Cloud for my dessert.”

”Excellent choice.” I responded before looking at the menu myself. ”And I will have the tuna tartare for my starter, the Australian Wagyu Flat Iron and the lobster mac and cheese, for my dessert? The Flourless Chocolate Cake.”

Back at the kitchen it wasn’t long before the head chef got Brooke and Logan’s order and as he read it out Marissa shook her head. ”Of course they are splurging.” Marissa whispered to herself as she made her choices. ”They are probably planning to leave me with the bill too!”

“Are you ready to order?” Marissa looked up and saw one of the line cooks, a young woman not much older than her, standing in front of the chef’s table. “Don’t worry about them, just try to enjoy your day.”

”Thanks, and yeah, I am.” Marissa nodded in response as she looked over the menu. ”For my starter I’ll have the crab cakes, for my main I’ll have the Australin Wagyu Carrera Tomahawk and my dessert will be the warm chocolate chip cookie.”

“Great choices, that steak will be perfect for you.” The cook responded as she took the order down, then she noticed the look on Marissa’s face. “Something on your mind?”

”It’s Logan, my sister’s boyfriend, he’s been making my life hell over the last few months.”.” Marissa explained and the line cook nodded sympathetically. ”Wish there were a way I could get back at them for this shit.”

“Well, you didn’t hear this from me.” The line cook responded as she grinned broadly. “But if you ask nicely you can send a message over the PA to them.”

”Really?” Marissa asked and when the line cook nodded a grin appeared on Marissa’s face as an idea popped into her head. ”I know you guys are professional cooks, but do you appreciate a good roast?”

“Are you kidding? That’s like. 50% of chef culture!” The line cook laughed and the rest of the brigade cheered in response. “Just name a time and we’ll get it set up,.”

”Well, if I’m right.” Marissa responded as her grin grew wider. ”It’ll be right after they finish their meal!”

And thus the night went on and as we prepared our promo we had no idea what Marissa was planning.

The S&K Steakhouse VIP Room, Las Vegas, Nevada
Monday the 9th of June 2025, 20:30pm

*promo time*

As we started filming our promo in the VIP Room I was carrying the Roulette Title over my shoulder with a big grin on my face.

”At last, this title is in the hands of a champion worthy of its legacy!” I stated as I motioned to the title slung over my shoulder. ”But it is by the will of a false king that I defend the title for the first time this Sunday in a Pin the Jackass Gauntlet Match! My challengers? Justin Smith, “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart and a final mystery opponent.

The former two do not matter to me, they will be dispatched with ease.” I stated as I glared at the camera. ”Yet it cannot be the false king Guy, that fool does not possess the intelligence to book himself in a title match so the question remains, who will be my final challenger in this match?”

Brooke scoffed as she chimed in.

”As I mentioned yesterday on Climax Control? Today is my birthday and so far? It has been excellent.” Brooke commented before she shook her head. ”Pity I have to ruin it by talking about people as pathetic as Justin Smith and Bill Barnhart! And as for that mystery opponent? We don’t care who it is, he will fall like the rest and Logan will retain! He reign is here to stay and I………” Brooke flipped some of her long dark red hair over her shoulder. ”Am here to slay!”

But before we could continue a new voice rang out over the speakers, one we knew all too well.

”Hi there folks! Marissa Shields here.” Marissa stated over the speaker and we looked around for the source. ”Today is me and my twin sister Brooke’s twentieth birthday but unfortunately, because she has more dollars than brains and sense, I have been left to dine alone while she wines and dines with a boyfriend with worse fashion sense, hair, manners, and decorum than anyone else on the Vegas strip! His name is Logan and remember to tip your wait staff! I’d say, “tip bigger than Logan” but, as Brooke will tell you, that wouldn’t be tipping in the negatives! Oh and by the way? I’ve left you guys with the bill! Happy birthday sis!”

The effect was immediate, laughter erupted from the wait staff, customers, and kitchen staff alike, us on the other hand?

”First she humiliates me at Climax Control and now this?!” I sneered as I started to fume. ”She will pay for this!”

”We’ll deal with her later, for now?” Brooke advised me as she turned my head towards her. ”Let’s get this promo done!”

”Very well! Justin Smith? You are not worthy of my time! you are challenging me for my title because the false king took pity on you!” I stated as I continued to fume and Brooke just stood there, arms folded before I continued to speak. ”Yes, you were my opponent in my debut match and yes, the false King Guy tries to make the match all about himself! My legacy will eclipse that fool as I move on to be one of the greats! You? Are nothing but stepping stone!”

At that point Brooke chimed in.

”Justin, if it weren’t for the grace of the false king I’d wonder how you even got in this match! Your win/loss record was pathetic when you faced Logan in his debut and it is just as pathetic now!” Brooke stated as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”You are no threat to Logan, never have been, never will be! You’d be the biggest loser on the SCW Roster if it weren’t for The Troll and somehow he’s in better shape than you!”

Next up, Bill.

”And now we move onto the senile old fool of the men’s division, “Bulldog” Bill Barnhart, another recipient of the grace of the false king!” I started as I folded my arms. ”Bill, we haven’t met but I know you all too well, you spread lies like a disease, you, and your equally pathetic wife! I suspected that we would fight eventually Bill but under the degree of the false king? That I didn’t anticipate, not that it’ll matter in the end.”

Brooke scoffs as she steps forward.

”Bill, Billy, William, Bulldog, waste of space and oxygen, whatever it is you like to be called? I don’t give a fuck!” Brooke stated as clenched a fist at the camera. ”All these years of being mediocre at best yet you continue to be gainfully employed by SCW, even getting occasional title shots like this one! We know that you a former Roulette Champ Bill and guess what? For as long as Logan reigns? You will never hold the Roulette Title again!”

And finally?

”What do you expect me to say about this mystery opponent? The false king isn’t foolish enough to book himself against me in a fight that he knows he can’t win, otherwise there would be no mystery so in other words? Guy is out.” I stated before I patted my Roulette Title. ”Is it Fenris? Alex Jones? The Troll? Felix Harnandez? Liam Davies? It doesn’t matter! They will all fall before me!”

Brooke then chimed in again.

”Let’s do some math, shall we? The False King will be too busy pretending he has any power beyond the four matches he booked, Fenris is too much of a coward to get back in the ring, Alex hasn’t been seen since Into the Void and The Troll? Felix? We’ve already got two losers in the match in Bill and Justin, we don’t need a third!” Brooke stated as she scoffed to herself. ”But in the end? None of this matters! Logan will go down as one of the greats and I will go down as one of the best managers in SCW History! This? is just a damn speedbump set by the false king!”

It's that simple.

”Pin the Jackass Gauntlet? Don’t make me laugh Guy, you’ve only added to my legacy!” I scoffed as I held the title aloft. ”Justin? Bill? These pathetic fools are who you throw in my path? This won’t take long! And Guy? If you truly are foolish enough to insert yourself into this match? Then I have one message for The False King, listen closely!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”The king is dead!” I started before looking at my title with a mad grin. ”Long Live the King! Justin, Bill? I will stain your throne with the blood of those fools and whoever else you’ve selected as my third challenger, for it is written, for it is foretold! Woe to the Vanquished, for the dreams of pretenders to my title and their losses will not be mourned. Justin, Bill, Mystery Opponent? I COMMAND THEE KEEL! YOU WILL NOT DENY ME MY THRONE! And as they embrace oblivion? My reign as champion will live on!”

Brooke turned off the camera as the scene fades.

Following his loss to Kris Ryans in the opening round of the Blast from the Past Tournament Logan seemed directionless for weeks, this is until the penultimate Climax Control of the Viking Era Tour where Logan’s match for the upcoming Into the Void PPV from Paris was announced and it promised to be the biggest match of his career as Logan was challenging fellow Aussie Aiden Reynolds for the Roulette Title in his first title match in SCW.

And after a narrow loss to Kevin Carter in the Main Event of the Go Home Show for Into the Void? Logan was more determined than ever to not only break his losing streak but win his first title in SCW, can Logan win?

Outside Logan’s Hotel Room, Amsterdam, The Netherlands
Sunday the 11th of May 2025, 23:00pm

Tonight was a setback but it will be the last.

Kevin Carter is the luckiest son of a bitch on the roster and my match against him proved that tonight! But that match is behind me, right now? I need to get ready.

My first title match in SCW is at hand, me, one on one with the Gold Coast’s own Aiden Reynolds in a Roulette Title Match! I have awaited this moment since my debut, it was just a matter of time while I used LJ Kasey as an example of the violence I planned to inflict once I was entered into the Roulette Division.

For you see? LJ won the war at Blaze of Glory, but me? I won the long game! LJ hasn’t been seen since his loss to Alex Jones during the second week of the tour while I bask in championship glory! And believe me, I will relish every second of it!

But first? We needed to get to Paris.

”Marissa.” I stated bluntly as I marched up to Brooke’s twin sister and her head snapped up, I had told Marissa to remain at the hotel while we conducted our important work without distractions and she had been checking her phone when we approached her. ”Are you packed yet?”

”Nice to see you too Logan.” Marissa responded as she rolled her eyes, we hadn’t exactly left her in the best of moods but that didn’t matter. ”My night was great! Spent all of it in my room watching cat videos on TikTok or watching stuff on YouTube since, oh, I don’t know, you told me to stay behind for no damn reason!”

”DO NOT GET SHORT WITH ME MARISSA!” I demanded as I got in the brunette woman’s face and she stood her ground despite being just as short as Brooke who was just rounding the corner. ”My work tonight was too important for an annoying distraction like you to detract from it!”

”I’m not an “annoying distraction”, I’m your girlfriend’s older sister damn it!” Marissa snapped as she pointed a finger at my face with fire in her eyes. ”And frankly? Your antics since I moved in with you guys after the LA fires destroyed my home has given me nothing short of hell! I am trying very hard to be the moral compass of this damn house and every fucking week you find a new and exciting way to give me a migraine!”

”Guys, shut the fuck up!” Brooke finally interrupted us and we turned to the youngest of the trio, barely on a technicality mind you as Brooke was born a few minutes after Marissa but still. ”It’s late, people are trying to get sleep in their hotel rooms and I’m not about to explain to the SCW bosses how we got kicked out of the hotel literally the night before checkout!”

”You’re right Brooke and I’m sorry, I’m just sick of being the butt of the jokes in this trio!” Marissa sighed as she folded her arms. ”I started packing the moment the result of the match between you and Kevin Carter was clear, only thing I haven’t packed is my laptop and toiletries which I’m leaving until first thing in the morning, provided this lunatic doesn’t get us kicked out of course!”

”Good, me and Brooke are about to start packing, we’ll be done by breakfast tomorrow morning.” I responded as I turned to Brooke and she nodded in response. ”We are catching the first flight to Paris tomorrow morning, be ready!”

”Ready for what exactly? The fight to Paris won’t even take us an hour and thirty minutes, trust me, I checked.” Marissa asked and I just shook my head in response. ”If you want to be cryptic oh golden lord? Fine, just know that I don’t have any patience for your grandiose bullshit.”

”And now I’m the one getting a migraine! Logan. Let’s just call it a night, we have a lot of shit to do tomorrow.” Brooke sighed as she ran a hand down her face and I nodded before making my way into me and Brooke’s hotel room. ”Night sis.”

”Good night.” Marissa sighed before Brooke entered our room and closed the door, Marissa shook her head as she entered her own room. ”If that maniac actually wins the title at Into the Void I’ll look as old as that actress Brooke’s named after before I’m even old enough to drink!” Marissa sighed as she shook her head. ”Maybe I should kill an hour or two looking up the age in France?” Marissa added before entering her room.

Local café, Paris, France
Monday the 12th of May 2025, 14:00pm

I never envisioned Paris as the site of my triumph, much less five months into my wrestling career, and yet here I am, in Paris set to do battle for the Roulette Championship following my wrestling debut back in December.

Fitting that the city of love has such a bloody past, isn’t it?

From the French Revolution to the battle that was the whole reason SCW chose Paris to host the final show of the Viking Era Tour? It’s a simple fact and a place of such beauty can hold many dark secrets, from the Catacombs beneath the city to the wars I’ve mentioned? Yes, this will do nicely for the site of my Roulette Title triumph.

Right now though? I’m enjoying a meal with Brooke at a local café while planning the locations from where I will cut my promos for the match against Reynolds, it pays to be prepared off course.

”So, you want to cut a promo from the Catacombs, right?” Brooke asked as she looked up from her phone and I nodded without hesitation, Marissa had elected to stay at the hotel for the day as she was still heated from the argument we had in Amsterdam which gave me some alone time with her younger sister. ”Slight problem, that place isn’t open on Mondays and you’re adamant about trying to be the first wrestler to promot your match for Into The Void, right?”

”Yes and there are other options.” I responded as I leaned forward on the café table. ”What about that palace Gojira played from at the Olympics last year?”

”I’m definitely going to butcher the French Pronunciation so I’m just going to call it Marie Antonette’s Palace.” Brooke admitted as she shook her head and I nodded in response. ”But yeah, that’s open, it’s part of the Palace of Versailles so we’ll probably have to hop on a tour of that place to gain access but it’s doable, but like the Catacombs it’s not open on Mondays, one advantage it has is that it’s not as limited in terms of capacity.”

”Good, that will do for my first promo location, we’ll save the catacombs for week two.” I nodded in response as I leaned back in my chair and Brooke nodded in agreement. ”We’ll just have to try to get to the palace as early as possible tomorrow morning.”

”I’ll see if I can talk the hotel staff into giving us an early wakeup call tomorrow morning, hopefully I can find one who speaks English because my French is pretty much non-existent.” Brooke responded as she shook her head and I nodded. ”Unless we’re talking about French Kissing, I’m fluent in that but, well, you know that already.”

”And so does everyone you film your OnlyFans vids with.” I responded dryly and Brooke had a good laugh at that, before either of us could continue the waiter (who did speak English) came up with our food.

“I hope you’re enjoying your stay in Paris.” The waiter stated before he set my food down. “And for the wife.” He added as he set down Brooke’s plate and she did a double take.

”Err, we’re dating but we’re not married.” Brooke responded sheepishly as she turned to the waiter. ”I’m not even twenty year, I’m a month away from my birthday though.”

“Happy birthday in advance, and I’m sure he’ll treat you right when he does pop the question.” The waiter responded with a chuckle and I had to raise an eyebrow at the thought of Marissa overhearing that remark if she had come with us. “Enjoy your food.”

”Thanks.” Brooke responded before the waiter walked off and she turned her attention to me. ”Aside from that week in Denmark we’ve been pretty active on this whole tour, how did it take someone that long to mistake us for a married couple?”

”Does it matter?” I asked before digging into the food. ”So long as we keep up appearances in public no one will suspect what I have planned for after I win the title from Reynolds.”

”Maybe, but neither you or me have any rings on our fingers.” Brooke pointed out before stretching out her hands to emphasize her point. ”I know not everyone wears wedding rings 24/7 but still.”

”How about we worry about our food going cold first.” I suggested and Brooke nodded in agreement before we started eating.

The Palace of Versailles, Paris, France
Tuesday the 13th of May 2025, 17:00pm

*promo time*

There we stood on a balcony at the Palace of Versailles overlooking Paris, Brooke was leaning against the ledge with the palms of her hands on the railing while I stood there with my arms crossed, ready to conduct the promo.

”Ah! Ca ira, ca ira, ca ira, les aristocrats a’ la lanternal, ah! Ca ira, ca ira ca ira, les aristocrats on les pendel.” I stated before holding up my phone. ”Thank you Google Translate for making my planned intro all the more easier but for a city that is associated with love, romance and fashion? Paris does have a bloody history, doesn’t it? Take my current location for example, me and Brooke are in the Palace of Versailles, namely the area where Marie Antonette called home and she was one of the victims of the French Revolution, therefore it is a perfect location to start my revolution!

Aiden Reynolds, the man who’s held onto the Roulette Championship since last year’s High Stakes, you serve as my opponent in two weeks’ time where we will do battle for that championship!” I stated as I smirked. ”The Go Gym vs. Wolfslair, a battle almost as old as SCW itself, we will write the latest chapter at Into the Void and trust me Aidan, it’ll be a very blood affair indeed.”

At that point Brooke spoke up.

”If they ever added an award for “Most Protected Champion” to the Year End Awards at High Stakes? You’d be the top contender this year Aiden and it wouldn’t even be close!” Brooke stated as she grinned sadistically at the camera. ”I mean seriously, when was the last time you wrestled on Climax Control? Never mind defending the title because it seems like the bosses are allergic to putting title matches on the regular shows this year but while Logan has been a pretty consistent presence in Climax Control matches, what have you done?

Oh right, you last fought Eddie Lyons in an Elimination Chamber Qualifying Match, how could I forget the time you lost a match to the same guy you beat for the title at last year’s Into the Void only to lose it two weeks later to Raven?” Brooke scoffed as she rolled her eyes. ”And when you did defend the title, who was it against? Connor Murphy and Daniel Morgan? Two washed up has beens? And I say that as someone who was trained by Daniel at the Go Gym! Pathetic!”

It was then that I spoke up.

”Do you ever stop to think about how you compare to the other champions Aiden? Victoria could very well become the first champion in years to hold her title for a whole year if she survives the Queens Gambit, Bella has had a fire lit under her for months, Kevin Carter, while lucky, is a tough son of a bitch, Alex Jones is in the middle of a career renaissance and Kayla has her mind set on being a dominant champion for another year.” I shook my head as I looked into the camera. ”And then there’s you! Brooke has already spelled it out but it clear to everyone with a working set of eyes that you are the weakest champion in SCW Currently.

It's time some respect was brought back to the Roulette Division, and I’m the man to do it!”  I stated bluntly as I paced around the balcony for a minute or two. ”And that starts by taking the championship from you Aiden, your time is done, it’s time for a new face to lead the division to new gory, I said that the Golden Age of Violence is upon us at Climax Control Aidan and at Into the Void? I will show you exactly what I mean!”

Brooke spoke up again.

”It’s funny how it works out, isn’t it Aiden? Last year you defeated an American to win the gold only to lose it to a fellow Aussie weeks later, now that you’re on reign number two? Well let’s just say that it’s appropriate that this is reign number two because as a champion? You stink worse than French Cheese!” I could’ve sworn I heard some people gasp when Brooke said that but if they did? We ignored them. ”This won’t be a title change, it’ll be the mercy killing of a pathetic title reign!

Sorry, not sorry!” Brooke stated as she blew a mocking kiss to the camera. ”Consider that to be the kiss of death for your reign Aiden because Logan’s waited months for this! Hell, he’s been waiting since before we made our official debuts for SCW.”

Story time.

”As Brooke previously mentioned, we graduated from the Go Gym in early December but what if I told you that we were supposed to debut before then? At High Stakes.” I stated with a sneer as I glared at the camera. ”Remember the High Stakes Rumbles Aiden? Those open invitational matches that had wrestlers for both divisions coming out of the wood work because there was a promise of a title match at the Christmas Special?

That was meant to be our in ring debuts! Gabriel promised us that we would be allowed to take part if he was satisfied enough with our progress as wrestlers to graduate us.” I grunted as I folded my arms. ”HE BROKE THAT PROMISE! He didn’t graduate us until after High Stakes, said we weren’t ready! That is why we went after Caleb Storms on our first night, that fool had a spot that should’ve been mine! That is why we went after LJ and Alexandra as hard as we did and trust me Aiden? It’s only going to get worse for the rest of the roster once I take that title from you!”

Brooke spoke up again with a scowl on her otherwise beautiful face.

”How do you think that makes me feel Aiden? I wasn’t even signed on as a wrestler after graduation, I had to make do with being Logan’s manager!” Brooke added as she shook her head. ”And trust me when I say this Aiden, I will do everything in my power to make sure Logan walks out of Paris the new Roulette Champion as is my duty as his manager!

We’ve waited far too long for an opportunity like this and we will take it by the horns!” Brooke added as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”Your title reign is on life support Aiden and at Into the Void? Logan will be the one who pulls the plug and usher in a new reign, with little old me at his side of course! Welcome to your world of pain Aiden and it won’t stop until Logan’s the new champion!”

It's that somple.

”Aiden, as soon as you accept that my reign is not only imminent but inevitable? The easier it’ll be for you.” I stated before grinning widely. ”But don’t take that to mean that I will show you any mercy! It won’t matter what stipulation the Roulette Wheel stops on in two weeks at Into the Void Aiden because I will bring the brutality that is deserved of my title!

For you see Aiden? I am the Lord of All that is Golden and YOU WILL KNEEL BEFORE ME!” I said before taking several deep breaths. ”This is the beginning of your end as Roulette Champion my friend and you will not go quietly, oh no, I will not allow it!”

And with that I decided to wrap things up.

”You can beg for mercy all you want Aiden but you will find none from me at Into the Void!” I added as I pointed to an invisible watch on my wrist. ”The clock is ticking Aiden, your time as champion is at its end and come Into the Void? My time as SCW Roulette Champion will begin in glorious bloodshed that his scity has not seen since the Siege of Paris or the French Revolution.

All that will be missing is a guillotine that seal the deal!” I added before pulling Brooke in close and she put her hand on my chest while looking at the camera. ”Because you are looking at SCW’s next power couple and when I win that title five months into my career? My legacy will be all but assured! Woe to the Vanquished, for the losses of pathetic champions will not be mourned as Aiden Reynolds embraces oblivion on my road to the title!”

Brooke turned off the camera as the scene fades.