The Rats from the Past – Part one   
 
The shot opens up with Chris Page and Melissa hanging out in Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada, the site where the first Climax Control will be airing after the last Super Card Blaze Of Glory XI. Both Chris Page and Melissa were victorious in their matches at Blaze of Glory,  Chris Page can be seen wearing a cap on top of his head where his long hair are hanging freely underneath It, he is wearing a black Peter Chriss Kiss Make up shirt with a vest over it and a flannel shirt hanging around his waist, the ensemble is a knee high black jeans and some worn off sneakers. Melissa on the other hand is wearing a black leather jacket, a baseball cap backwards as the baseball cap also has Bat Man ears coming from either side of it. She is wearing a long leather coat, a black shirt that has the Bat Man sign attached to it and matching leather pants with a Bat Man belt attached to it. We hear loud punk/rock music coming from a classic Boombox that stands in the corner of the room that they are standing in, Chris Page is doing some idiotic dancing that you would probably see during some metal concert where nobody is paying attention to you. Melissa on the other hand is holding her cell phone in her left hand while having her right hand against her head as if she is trying to produce some mind power trick on the phone.
 
CHRIS PAGE: You do now that Jedi mind tricks only exist in the movies right???
 
Says Chris Page after finishing his dance, he grabs a rocks glass with Jamison and takes a sip from it as Melissa isn’t looking away from her cell phone as she is focused upon what she wants to do.
 
MELISSA: Yoda said that the force was strong with me.
 
Chris Page lifts his eyebrow at that comment from Melissa before shaking his head, he places the glass down again as he is stretching his body while preparing to go for another dance.
 
CHRIS PAGE: You do know that it was just a mechanical doll that repeats the same Yoda Quotes with every single person that comes in contact with him right??
 
This causes Melissa to turn her attention away from her cell phone for the first time, staring at Page with a look on her face that tells him that she clearly has gotten annoyed by his wise ass remarks
 
CHRIS PAGE: What did I do???
 
Melissa sighs as she turns her attention away from Page, looking around the stadium where they will be competing at this coming week for the first round from the Blast From The Past tournament, where the winners will both win a shot at the world title in either of their division.
 
MELISSA: So this is the spot where we will make our Mixed Tag Team debut huh?? It sure does look like a waste of our time driving all the way over here to do a tag team match??? I mean seriously, the only thing that has kept me up all the way to this place was your questionable taste in music.
 
Chris Page shakes his head as he enters another cassette into the Boom box and we suddenly hear ABC start to play from the Jackson Five, causing Chris Page to sway his head to the left and then to the right along with the beat of the music. Gesturing to Melissa to join him in appreciating the music from the five brothers.
 
MELISSA: Do I really have to???
 
She says before rolling her eyes as she notices that Chris Page is persistent, causing her to stand next to him as the two are moving in unison in the rhythm of the music. Causing Chris Page to suddenly poke an arm into her shoulder, causing her to look up at him annoyingly while Page is gesturing his head towards the stadium where they are going to be competing at. This causes Melissa to look past him, but the only thing that she could witness were the doors to the stadium closing.
 
MELISSA: What???
 
Chris Page’s face gets annoyed as he nods his head towards the same direction, but this time only with more aggression. This causes her to move her head all the way past him, noticing two guys walking up to them as it still does not understand what is going on.
 
MELISSA: So??? They fans of yours???
 
Chris Page is about to answer her when one of the two guys walks up to them and starts talking.
 
GUY #1: Hey, uhm…, I can’t remember seeing you two here before???
 
CHRIS PAGE: Yeah, we just came from Las Vegas my man. So what can we do for you???
 
Melissa looks at Chris Page, not sure what to make of things as she watches him converse with the guy.
 
GUY #1: You do look familiar for some reason, aren’t you two wrestlers???
 
Melissa lets out a sigh of relief as Chris Page glows with pride, placing his hands on his hips as he nods his head and answers.
 
CHRIS PAGE: That’s right sir, we are the team of Melissa and Chronic Chris Page. THE top favourites to win the Blast From The Past tournament. I…,
 
GUY #2: Hold a second?? Did you two say Chris Page and Melissa??
 
Both Chris and Melissa nod their heads as the two guys look at each other before scratching their heads.
 
GUY #2: I don’t know how to say this, but we already saw some individuals posing like you two just 30 minutes ago inside that stadium over there??
 
The second guy points over his shoulder towards the stadium where both Chris and Melissa will be competing at. Both of them look at each other with a puzzled look on their faces.
 
CHRIS PAGE: I am sorry, but did you say that you saw US??? We haven’t been anywhere near the arena. Are you absolutely sure that it was us you saw??
 
GUY #2: Well they were wearing wrestlers outfits.
 
GUY #1: But they did used your names to get entrance into the stadium and do some autograph signings.
 
MELISSA: Well, I get a bad feeling about this Chris. We should go and investigate these imitations of us.
 
Melissa is about to walk away, only to turn around as she notices Chris looking ahead of him while thinking about something.
 
MELISSA: Are you coming Chris???
 
CHRIS PAGE: Huh?? Oh yeah sure, I was just thinking how wonderful to have an identical twin that is just as handsome as me.
 
Melissa rolls her eyes while Chris raises his shirt displaying a solid eight pack as the two of them head over towards the stadium, opening the doors as they are being greeted by a desk employee.
 
DESK EMPLOYEE: Hello, my name is Vic. How may I help you???
 
CHRIS PAGE: Hi Vic, I am Chronic Chris Page, this is Melissa. We have just been notified that there are two individuals in the stadium right now who are impersonating us as wrestlers.
 
The man looks at Chris Page with a puzzled look on his face.
 
VIC: Do you have a description of the two individuals sir??
 
Melissa interjects herself before Chris may go nuts on him, she pushes him aside before turning to Vic and uses her sweet smiles before starting to talk to him.
 
MELISSA: What my friend is trying to say is that we are wrestlers from Sin City Wrestling, we have an appointment with a camera crew inside for an interview. Could you please show us the way to where Miss. Willow is at this moment??
 
CHRIS PAGE: But, we don’t…, OUCH
 
Melissa drives an elbow into the midsection of Chris Page, causing him to suddenly become quiet as she keeps smiling at Vic who is looking in his data base. He then looks up and directs them towards the first door on the right and then head to the large area.
 
MELISSA: Thank you Vic, you are a sweetheart. Let’s go Chris
 
The two walk towards the door, opens the door as they enter a hallway that leads towards a large hall at the end of the hallway.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Did you really have to elbow so hard???
 
Melissa stops as she looks at him with an annoying look on her face.
 
MELISSA: Look, if you wanted to get into a discussion with that idiot over there?? Be my guest, but then we would have been here until next summer. I want to find out who these imposters are and I believe that we have found a lead okay???
 
Chris cannot argue that with her as they walk towards the large hall at the end off the hallway. They enter the hallway and notice that they are actually entered a large fast food branch where a lot of other Sin City Wrestling employees are residing. Both of them look around, but they cannot find anyone that looks like them in wrestling gear.
 
MELISSA: Damnit, they aren’t here.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Perhaps it’s a wise decision to sit down and wait for them, besides.. I’m hungry.
 
Chris is about to walk up to the counter to take an order as Melissa grabs him by the arm, causing him to turn around.
 
MELISSA: No Einstein, we were directed over here because Vic saw them enter this establishment. They have probably already left by now.
 
This causes Chris to curse to himself before realizing that Melissa has a point and the two walk towards the next door and enters another hallway. There they see Pussy Willow standing there with her camera crew, causing Melissa to softly whisper towards Chris Page.
 
MELISSA Let us move past them slowly without saying a word, they may not even realize that we are here.
 
Chris nods his head as the two take a few steps into the direction of Pussy Willow, who turns her attention towards Melissa and Chris and smiles before stopping them.
 
WILLOW: Melissa!! Chris Page!! How wonderful to see you, can I perhaps ask you some questions??
 
CHRIS PAGE: Damnit!!!
 
Melissa doesn’t react to Chris, but lifts a hand instead as she aims it towards Willow and slowly starts to talk.
 
MELISSA: You don’t want to talk to us…
 
WILLOW: I don’t want?? Girl, what are you talking about???
 
Chirs face palms himself as he already knows what Melissa is trying to do.
 
MELISSA: You will forget that we were here in the first place.
 
WILLOW: Forget?? No girl, you got some screws loose inside that chrome dome of yours. I am here to do an interview with you two, especially after you two having caused major chaos earlier this morning.
 
This causes Melissa and Chris Page to stop, looking at each other before turning their attention back to Willow.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Chaos?? Us?? What are you talking about???
 
Willow looks over towards her camera crew and laughs.
 
WILLOW: Look everyone?? Chris Page cannot remember him some staff members backstage earlier this morning. Luckily we have some video footage that can proof that these two hoodlums have done earlier today
 
She shows a video where we see two figures in a Chris Page and Melissa outfit creating havoc backstage at the parking lot.
 
CHRIS PAGE: They dress like us, but they barely look like us.
 
MELISSA: Yeah Willow, you must be blind and stupid not to notice that these two aren’t us….
 
WILLOW: But I had from reliable sources that….
 
MELISSA: Reliable?? Like who?? The Troll??? Let’s go Chris, this interview is over.
 
Chris smirks towards Willow, who looks astonished towards the two of them before turning her attention to the video clip from earlier today.
 
WILLOW: But if it wasn’t them? Then who is it on this video???
 
The shot changes from an astonished Pussy Willow towards Chris Page and Melissa, who open the next door and enter another room. This room is a dressing room. Here we see lockers hanging next to each other, causing Melissa to smile.
 
MELISSA: This is our chance to see if we can find something that resembles our wrestling gear. Why don’t you start left?? Then I’ll start right and work towards each other.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Isn’t that like Illegal or something???
 
MELISSA: True, but do you assume that impersonating someone should go unpunished??
 
With that Chris Page and Melissa decide to check the lockers of the locker room to see if they can find the wrestling gear and who is behind the impersonations
 
To be continued
 
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Fading in we see Chris Page and Melissa kicked back on a brick wall just outside of a corner store with a sign that reads “I ASSURE YOU WE ARE OPEN”.
 
CHRIS PAGE: So this is the infamous Blast from the Past? The tournament that is such a big deal to those in Sin City Wrestling that has featured a list of who’s who left standing at it’s culmination. We could stand here and waste time, or we can just get to the meat and potatoes of it all. I elect the latter.
 
Chris smirks at the camera before he continues.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Calvin Harris, bud if you’re not in the wrong place at the wrong time with the wrong last name. I’ve got some comeupence coming for your brother, yet in the interim you are going to be my consolation prize in the opening round of this party. I’ll be the first to admit that I took Michael lightly, but I promise I’m not going to make the same mistake twice. For the first time CCPE has full representation, the Saviors have two teams representing themselves, and there isn’t a chance in hell this tournament doesn’t end with either of our teams coming out on top.
 
MELISSA: People might suggest that the Saviors took a hit at Blaze of Glory but that is furthest from the truth. Sure, we lost the World Title but we gained something in the process which is exactly what has gotten Dawn a shot at strap in the opening round. We want you to believe that you both have something to fight for; however, there is only one dynamic duo in this equation and that’s us.

Chris goes into the inner pocket of his leather trench coat and pulls out a rolled joint.
 
CHRIS PAGE: What sucks for everyone involved is I’ve found my confidence again, it tends to happen after you lose to a second-rate hack yet turn right around and pick up two World Titles in two different companies. Needless to say if I can get to the top of other organizations against better oppositions than I think it’s safe to say that it’s not a matter of if SCW’s World Title is going to be number twenty-one but just a matter of when. I’ve take a lot of pride in not being handed that opportunity when I could have because I don’t like handouts. The same can’t be said for the Harris’s or even Warren for that matter since she’s been HANDED a shot at Melissa’s strap if she can defeat her.
 
Melissa chimes in.
 
MELISSA: That’s a pretty big if.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Agreed.
 
Chris then states as he is lighting up the J.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Unlike Cal and Dawn we are rolling into this with an advantage because we already know each other. Hell, I signed Melissa and Goth to CCPE at the beginning of the year because they’ve proven themselves to be two of the best of the best. We’ve already got trust, we’ve already been through the honeymoon phase, and now it’s time for us to take advantage and exploit the many weaknesses that form the foundation of these two chodes.

Chris pulls deeply on the joint inhaling a quarter of it off rip as he sucks it back into his lungs before blowing out some picture perfect smoke rings that he points out to an unamused Melissa.
 
MELISSA: There is a lot that can be said when you know who your partner is, you know what they are capable of. Chris Page is a decorated icon in our industry. His name carries more weight in the thumbnail of his pinky than anyone will ever truly know, and he’s battletested.
 
Chris nods his head while placing his left hand across his heart and hits the joint again with his right before he states.

CHRIS PAGE: You forgot that I’m an arrogant prick, a dickbag, and any other name the haters of the world want to hurl at me in attempt to damage my reputation… but yet I’m still here, funny how that works out. It’s almost like lines in a sand where drawn be people who forgot they drew them.

Chris laughs loudly as he then breaks out into a fit of coughing.
 
MELISSA: I thought you recovered from that?

Chris gathers himself before he responds.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Depends on who you ask.
 
MELISSA: Well, I know what I’m not going to ask.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Ask me.
 
MELISSA: Nope.
 
CHRIS PAGE: I insist.

Chris takes another toke.
 
MELISSA: Not happening.
 
Chris simply shrugs his shoulders.
 
MELISSA: I wish I had some information on Dawn.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Who?
 
MELISSA: The chick teaming with Cal.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Oh her… ya know I got to be honest, I don’t keep tabs on the female division in Sin City since they’re one of the few companies that doesn’t allow intergender wrestling. If they’re not going to allow me to put my fist down her throat than I won’t allow them to take up much of my time. It’s a sad world of affairs when I don’t even know who they are, and I know just about everybody.
 
Chris takes another toke on his joint before flipping it off to the sidewalk.

MELISSA: Facts.
 
CHRIS PAGE: I mean I’d almost be content with watching you put on a clinic against her just because you can, and she can’t stop you. It would be mildly entertaining if you exploited her throughout the entire contest leaving Calvin on the apron holding his dick while fooling himself into thinking he wants a piece of this. It just takes one win at a time to get us to the promised land, and the way we’re going to do it is by outsmarting each and every duo that is brought before us like a couple of lambs being led to slaugher.
 
MELISSA: Every one has aspirations of going to the finals yet you’re all looking at the two that are going to take the entire tournament starting with the both of you. If you REALLY want this, prove it. Not only are the Savior’s ready, CCPE is ready.
 
CHRIS PAGE: And you’re looking at the man that sits at the head of that table; well, for CCPE that is.
 
Chris glances toward the camera and states.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Not to steal Mac’s thunder.
 
Chris winks and redirects to Melissa.
 
CHRIS PAGE: What else do you want to talk about?
 
MELISSA: We can talk about how my Bombshell Internet Championship isn’t going anywhere.
 
CHRIS PAGE: I think we’ve established that.
 
MELISSA: We could talk about Calvin’s past accomplishments.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Pfft, he’ll do that for us.
 
MELISSA: What about what’s next for those that come next?
 
CHRIS PAGE: Nah, then we’re overlooking them… and we’ve clearly established we’re not.
 
MELISSA: Ummmm… Wanna play a rousing game of Paper, Rock, Scissors to see who is going to start the match?
 
CHRIS PAGE: Should we really leave it up to chance?
 
MELISSA: I mean, if it’s the best two out of three?
 
Without hesitation Chris responds.
 
CHRIS PAGE: Deal.
 
Chris and Melissa get themselves in position.
 
CHRIS PAGE: One, two, three, shoot!
 
Melissa cuts through Chris’s paper with her scissors.
 
MELISSA: HAHA!
 
CHRIS PAGE: Don’t celebrate that fluke. You got one more to get.
 
They position themselves for Round Two.
 
CHRIS PAGE: One, two, three, shoot!
 
Melissa and Chris shoot scissors. They look at each other’s hand and then back up at each other, back down at their hands, and back up at their eyes.
 
MELISSA: Scissor me daddy Page!
 
Chris laughs under his breath before caving and scissoring Melissa’s hand with his scissor hand. They draw back as Melissa states.
 
MELISSA: Lose here it’s over.
 
They position themselves.
 
CHRIS PAGE: One, two, three, shoot!
 
Melissa takes the win crushing Chris’s scissors with her Rock.
 
CaHRIS PAGE: Well shit.
 
MELISSA: Maybe you won’t see the ring after all.

the two share a laugh before Melissa turns her attention back towards the camera, slowly turning her amused look into a serious one.
 
MELISSA: Just imagine how much the anticipation for this match has sky rocketed to new levels just by viewing this promo. Something that I am sure off that none of the marketing team of Sin City Wrestling could have ever asked for and for those in the back?? You are welcome.
 
CHRIS PAGE: I think we should trademark some of that, just in case we are going to lose out on some major money.
 
MELISSA: Just like we should be trademark our likeness rights, seeing that there are some people out there that want to be like us. Is that how we want to ride the coattails of the Saviors huh?? But just like me and Page are going to take care of our first round opponents before moving on.. we are going to take care of that mystery, because the Blast From The Past will lead to The Saviors, just like it did during the ancient Roman Empire that every road would lead to Rome. And there’s nothing that either two copy cats or the two of you can prevent us from winning this round and move on.

Just then two kids who clearly look like they’re teenagers clearly in a grunge phase of their young lives. One of them reaches down picking up the roach Chris thumped off to the side. He tried to take a pull off it.

CHRIS PAGE: YO!

Chris and Melissa walk over where Chris snatches the roach from his hand.

CHRIS PAGE: Don’t wease on someone else’s juice. If you want some all you have to do is ask.

TEENAGER: Do you have a dime bag?

Chris giggles under his breath before glancing over at Melissa.

CHRIS PAGE: Do people still buy those?

MELISSA: Apparently.

Melissa extends out her left hand with the palm up.

MELISSA: Fifteen bucks little man, put that shit in my hand! If you don’t then you know you owe me, owe me, ohhh…

Chris Page suddenly breaks out into song and day.

CHRIS PAGE: My JUNGLE LOVE! Owe, owe, owe, OHHHHHH! I just want a love ya!

The two teenage kids roll their eyes and reluctantly cough up the bucks, the transaction is made. 

MELISSA: Snoochie Boochies!

… To be continued.

I get so close to opportunity only to have it slip through my fingers. I’m not going to pretend the loss to Harris wasn’t disheartening because it was. I’m better than that, I know it. I can care less if he does. He can boast and brag until his heart is content but in the bigger picture, I am still a much greater commodity than he will ever be. I could have still taken part in the World Title match at the High Stakes, I opted out where most people would have jumped at the chance. Why? Because I don’t believe in handouts. Regardless if I like it or not Michael Harris defeated me, and in my eyes that puts him above me in the pecking order. Michael, I hope you’re listening because our business isn’t through. The loss I suffered at your hands was the first of 2023 for me and has directly interfered with my course for destiny.

That deed will not go unpunished.

There will come a time and a place when you and I are going to meet again. When we do, trust me when I tell you that I don’t make the same mistake twice. With that being said I want you to enjoy this moment when you think your hot shit, I want you to salivate in the mere thought that you’ve burst back onto the scene making some lasting statement when the truth revolving around you is that you’re nothing more than Mac Bane’s flavor of the month. I hate to break it to you but the Saviors and CCPE are laughing our asses off at what is coming your way because that slice of humble pie is going to be force-fed down your fucking throat. You will crash and burn before disappearing back into the shadows where you belong.

What I don’t want any of you to do is think for one second that just because I haven’t been in the ring here doesn’t mean I haven’t been in the ring elsewhere. I questioned myself, I questioned if I still had what it took to even get back to the top of the mountain at the ripe age of fifty-three. In my tenure away over the last several weeks I managed to win my 19th World Heavyweight Championship. Yes, I understand that means dick here in Sin City, but this isn’t about Sin City because my world is larger than one sandbox. I do want to apologize for my in-ring absence as of late. When you’re juggling Super Shows, running your own promotion, married to Candice Page, and working Main Event angles elsewhere that time becomes of the essence but I knew I couldn’t miss High Stakes. So much is on the line as all eyes are looking for what’s to come next… The Blast from the Past Tournament. Unlike most, I like to challenge myself to get title opportunities versus being a charity case. What better way to cement me as the rightful Number One Contender for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship than by not only entering the tournament but being paired with CCPE’s own Miss Melissa and winning it?

Yes, it’s going to be a task, but it’s a task that I’m primed and ready for.

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Tuesday
March 2, 2023
Page Estate Las Vegas

Featuring: Candice Wolf

Off Camera:



Chris woke up early on Tuesday morning. The sun hasn’t broken over the ranges of the mountains. His body is a physical mess just two days removed from the Denzel Porter Invitational and a Dog Coller match with a Sin City Hall of Fame talent known simply as Griffin Hawkins. Chris crept into the bathroom off the master suite ensuring that Candice wasn’t woken. He closes the door before flipping the light switch on. Looking into the mirror he sees the fourteen stitches on the right side of his forehead, his face has a purplish tint coming from the top of his forehead down into his cheeks.

It was a war.

And not the way to try and earn another shot at any World Title. Chris takes a deep breath before turning off the light and quietly exiting the bathroom and then out of the master suite where he softly closes the door behind him. Chris starts making his way down the hallway on the ground floor of the two-story estate and into the living area with his open kitchen. Before anything else, Chris is at the Kureg and making himself a cup of coffee. While the coffee is making Chris takes his cell phone off the marble top of the kitchen island. Chris unlocks and checks up on text messages. He lets out a deep sigh before sliding his phone back on the kitchen island. The card for High Stakes hasn’t been the highest priority. Chris just scoped his booking and let things marinate as he returns to the kitchen counter and pulls his coffee cup from the Kureg as he starts to bring it toward his lips we see Candice swoop in taking the cup from his hands like a Ninja in the night taking Chris by surprise.

CHRIS PAGE: What the fuck?!?!

Chris spins around seeing Candice in her silk red robe leaning back on the kitchen island sipping what was Chris’s coffee.

CHRIS PAGE: You were legitimately asleep.

CANDICE PAGE: Never let your guard down.

She states with a wink.

CHRIS PAGE: Well played.

Chris turns his back on Candice and back to the counter. He opens one of the upper white cabinets grabs a second cup and goes through the process again before turning his attention back around to Candice.

CHRIS PAGE: And good morning to you.

CANDICE PAGE: What’s on your mind?

CHRIS PAGE: A little bit of this and a little bit of that. I can’t shake the fact that I haven’t been living up to my fullest potential inside the ring. We are on the cusp of High Stakes in Sin City Wrestling, and who should be standing in the ring challenging for the World Title? Me. But am I, no?

Candice takes another sip from Chris’s coffee mug as she listens to Chris continue.

CHRIS PAGE: Why? Because my dumb ass couldn’t beat a dude that’s been gone from the industry for over a decade BUT I can walk into Madison Square Garden and snatch the Entity World Title?

Chris questions.

CHRIS PAGE: I’m missing something because Michael whatever the fuck isn’t Tony Savage, he isn’t even in the same conversation as Tony.

Nobody is kicking their ass more than I am with this High Stakes debacle. It seems at times that I am my own worst enemy. I made the cardinal mistake of underestimating my opponent and thus I have taken it upon myself to step out of that scene until I’ve earned it. What better way to start than by taking on the guy that just took an “L” to Mac? Was it my first choice? Not hardly, but as I like to say I’m the king of making chicken salad out of chicken shit.

Three Doors Down isn’t going to help you, Bill.

I’m the guy that NEEDS this way more than you do. Sin City Wrestling has an awful lot of faith in me and what I bring to the table. I’ve grown tired of getting so close only to slip away from my goal. The questioning of my confidence seems to be a deeper-rooted issue, but perhaps it shouldn’t be because I’ve just established that I can get back to the top of the mountain; which is fitting since apparently I’ve got Big Foot as my next opponent.

CANDICE PAGE: You’re going to have to stop questioning yourself, babe. You’ve done everything to establish that you are still the man. I personally think you’re overthinking things. I mean you’re involved with the Saviors of Sin City, CCPE is still thriving, and the world is in the palm of your hands.

Chris spins around as his cup of coffee has finished brewing, or should we say the second cup since we have a java thief in our midst.

CANDICE PAGE: Nobody wins them all, but in the same vein nobody takes things as seriously as you do.

It’s a blessing and a curse.

CANDICE PAGE: You need to relax and remember why you’re still doing this. You don’t have to lace your boots, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do. Chris, you are one of the few that can walk away today and still be remembered in a decade. Not a lot of guys in the business can say that.

Chris takes his cup of coffee and sips while spinning back around toward Candice who pulls a blunt from behind her ear. She sparks it up taking a toke or two before inhaling.

CHRIS PAGE: I guess I just have higher expectations, pun intended. When your name is Chris Page, and when you’ve accomplished everything that I’ve accomplished I seem to forget that even I can make mistakes because nobody is perfect. In times like these I feel like I can be viewed as all bark and no bite. I mean, I’ve been chasing a shot at SCW’s World TItle for what seems like months upon months… and yet every time I get within a fingertip of the opportunity I seem to fuck it up.

Candice passes Chris the blunt as she is seen exhaling a cloud of smoke.

CHRIS PAGE: It’s just so aggravating to know that when given the opportunity I tend to deliver when the straps are on the line. I recently challenged for my first World Title in over two years and took it without batting an eyelash. So if I can do that elsewhere there isn’t a reason in the world why I can’t do it in the confines of Sin City Wrestling.

Chris takes a toke off the blunt while Candice takes the moment to respond.

CANDICE PAGE: It sounds like to me you know what you have to do. Hit the rest button one more time and focus on your opposition for High Stakes. It’s clear that you need to leave a lasting impression on them as well as the front office. Sometimes going to a darker place is exactly what everyone in this equation needs.

Chris blows out smoke as he takes in what Candice just said.

CHRIS PAGE: Are you suggesting what I think you’re suggesting?

CANDICE PAGE: I think I am suggesting what you think I think I am suggesting.

CHRIS PAGE: Are you sure? I haven’t woken him up in so long… and when we open pandora’s box there isn’t any closing it.

Chris inquires as he hits the blunt a second time while Candice takes another drink from Chris’s coffee cup.

CANDICE PAGE: Sometimes the beast has to be awakened.

Chris blows out a smoke cloud as we fade.

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Billy, Billy, Billy… well, this just got awkward, didn’t it? I know you’re expecting me to make the same mistake, or as I call it, the Michael Effect by looking past you, by ignoring you, by taking you lightly because I am who I am and you are who you are. Unfortunately for you, that isn’t in the cards. Only one embarrassing defeat like that is allotted and thankfully for me, my eyes are wide the fuck open with tunnel vision squarely on you. I’ll start things off by saying I can give a fuck all about your credentials, I can give two shits about what you’ve done in the past or where you think you’re going in the future because ultimately your fate was sealed the moment you put pen to paper and thought it would be a cool idea to stand in the ring with a guy that has nothing to lose and everything to gain. It’s pretty evident that you’re far from the sharpest tool in the shed or you wouldn’t have labeled Ken as a joke in professional wrestling when he’s outperformed you in EVER organization he’s competed at! You ate paint chips as a child growing up in Georgia because just sitting back and forcing myself to watch your promo was enough to make me shake my head while questioning if you think about anything you say or do you just pop off at the mouth because it sounds clever or witty in your head regardless of how juvenile the statements are?

No wonder it’s been a year since you’ve done anything tangible.

It’s concerning to me that you have been in the business for as long as you have and yet you haven’t mastered how to lay a proper insult. How the fuck does this guy draw any money? How does he sell any tickets? Oh yeah, he doesn’t. Billy, you’ve been a background player your entire career for a reason… because that is what you’re good at. You tried your hand with Mac Bane, and while on the way to your title match, you hit him verbally with material that sounded like a four-year-old put it together for you.

I’m not going to pretend that I’m coming to play nice.

I’m coming to High Stakes to make an example before stepping into the Blast from the Past Tournament. It’s safe to say that you are my reset button.

… but where you are very much incorrect is when it comes to who is stepping into the ring with you. Inside every man, there lives a beast. All it takes is just the right amount of bullshit that will cause it to be released. Sin City Wrestling hasn’t been privy to my beast, and for your sake, I can only hope that I can keep him at bay. Your safety doesn’t concern him, being able to hold your wife at night doesn’t concern him, and being able to provide a living for your family doesn’t concern him. Shedding your blood, leaving you begging for one last breath tickles his fancy. You see if any of you knew me… REALLY knew me… You’d know what I’m talking about versus pondering your thoughts to draw up your conclusions.

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Off Camera

March 3, 2023
CCPE Arena @ The Velvet Rabbit Las Vegas

Featuring: Kat Jones


It’s great to run your own promotion out of Las Vegas with your own sporting arena because you can train at all hours of the day, and when you’re an old fuck like Chris Page all hours are the operative words. It’s the wee hours of the morning as we fade inside the 15,000-seat CCPE Arena to find Chris Page in the ring with a WGWF enhancement talent that goes by the name of Milk Mason. Milk is a scrawny little fella, calling him a toothpick would be an insult to toothpicks. Page and Mason lock up with Chris immediately forcing him back into the ropes. Page quickly snaps him over with an arm-drag takeover. Page pops back up to his feet followed by Mason where he catches Mason with a Japanese Armdrag sending the sounds of their bodies bouncing off the plywood of the ring echoing throughout the empty arena. Page beats Mason to his feet where he snatches a side headlock before snapping him over to the canvass. Mason quickly counters with a head scissors, Page works his way to both knees before slipping out of the head scissors before slapping the taste out of Mason’s mouth. Page steps back up to his feet where the sound of some applause is heard. Chris turns his head looking up the ramp to see Kat Jones standing and observing. Milk Mason gets up off the mat holding the right side of his face.

CHRIS PAGE: Go put some ice on it.

Milk Mason exits the ring and passes by Kat on his way up the ramp while she is on her way down the ramp. Chris leans against the ropes as he addresses his C.E.O. of CCPE.

CHRIS PAGE: To what do I owe the honor?

Kat reaches ringside.

KAT JONES: You know I have to check up on you after winning the Entity’s World Title to make sure that you’re not resting on your laurels with Bill waiting in the wings.

CHRIS PAGE: When have I ever rested on the past to dictate my present?

I might have come up short against Harris but I bounced back pretty well if I do say so myself. Winning one World Title, and a shot at another is right around the corner. My ego was crushed, but it’s been restored. Billy, you’ve walked right into the crosshairs of my scope. I’ve brushed up on you over the last week or so, and while you’re decent in the ring you seem to struggle with talking a big game or knowing the first fucking thing about your opponents. I think I’ve heard smarter cutdowns from dumber people… and that says a lot.

CHRIS PAGE: I’m looking forward to High Stakes and getting back on track to tangle with Mac for the World Title. This time around I’m not going to be pulled off task and forced to restart.

KAT JONES: We’ve got a great thing going in Sin City Wrestling with the Saviors and CCPE. Are you sure rocking the boat with a match with Mac is the right move to make?

Chris steps through the ropes and out to the ring apron before hopping down to the arena floor where he snatches a white towel from one of the corners. Chris wipes the sweat from his face before slinging the towel over his left shoulder.

CHRIS PAGE: Rocking the boat? Probably not the choice of words I’d be looking for. Mac and myself both like to test ourselves, and part of what makes CCPE different than everyone else is that is trying to mimic our success throughout the wrestling world. We don’t look for ways out when we know that the time is upon us to test ourselves. It’s the Alphas in us.

Chris then states.

CHRIS PAGE: Take the ass-kicking Mac gave Billy Boy last week. Now, I can’t change anything about that… but what I can do is humble that prick faster than Mac did. What I can do is slaughter this fuckboy with a quickness.

I bet this kid will do the SAME thing everyone else does and fails with. Spare me the “it doesn’t matter if it’s not here” routine because only a simple-minded fuck that doesn’t see a bolder picture will paint that kind of remedial nonsense with a broken goddamn brush. If I wanted to prop myself on a reputation you might as well call me Finn Wheelan, better yet I wouldn’t be wrestling you I’d be in the Main Event like I was asked to be.

Oh, I’m going to enjoy this.

CHRIS PAGE: I’ll be taking my rightful spot as the enforcer of The Saviors effective immediately.

Kat and Chris start walking back up the ramp.

KAT JONES: I don’t think I’ve ever seen you like this.

CHRIS PAGE: Like what?

KAT JONES: Your vibe is different.

CHRIS PAGE: In a good way? Or a bad way?

KAT JONES: To be determined.

CHRIS PAGE: Hmmm.

They reach the top of the ramp.

CHRIS PAGE: This is going to be a lot of fun.

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TO BE CONTINUED.

Isn’t it interesting when you listen to people talk about how badly they want a piece of you only to ghost the entire process? That’s exactly what happened to you, Matt Knox. I tried to tell you that you weren’t on my level, but your actions spoke louder than any of my words could. You clamored for this fight but fucked around and found out that I’m nothing nice to play with. I can FINALLY close the book on the time wasted while you leached off my notoriety, while you tried to gain clout you hadn’t earned nor deserved.

Putting the final touches on you was what it was.

You should consider yourself lucky Christian and company didn’t swipe your spot and present it to me on a silver platter for that SCW Title bout that you do not deserve to be apart of, and instead I’ve been presented with the second biggest waste of time I could possibly ask for. I don’t know who thought it was a good idea to put me in the same space as a guy that will make any and every excuse for being made a one-trick pony than you, Finn.

Guys like you are EXACTLY what’s wrong with our industry today.

You love to take, take, and take but the moment you have to give you shit all over it like a skanky cuck that thought it would be a cool idea to have Taco Bell cater your lunch or dinner. I don’t know what was more disrespectful out of that entire situation; the backhanded compliment to Ken, or the fact you LEGIT just told a company that PAYS you to appear that you can give a shit about their biggest honor they bestow upon any talent that is able to get their hands on it. FUCK YOU for thinking that you are somehow ABOVE guys like Ken or guys like me who paved the way in the industry for guys like YOU to “not care” about.

Does the obvious question rest if you don’t fucking care then why the hell are you here? Do the world a favor and go away.

I promise you won’t be missed.

You’re holding a spot for someone that might care, who might WANT to be pushed to the top of a federation and make the most of it versus some little shit that wouldn’t know real work if their lives depended on it. You’ve been spoonfed every major accomplishment you’ve come across, and the truth is it has never been about your lack of caring and everything to do with no selling the fact that Ken Davison embarrassed you harder and faster on SCW television than another round with AJ in PWE- how many times have you guys bored the masses with recycling the same old shit under a different organizations umbrella? I did find it mildly amusing that you were given more time than PWE’s own Excellence Champion. Talk about management screwing the pooch on who to highlight, but that’s another story for another day.

The story that we are going to discuss rests with what is going to happen the moment you and I take center stage at Inception. I would say that this should carry some semblance of importance but the reality is when I stomp you when I embarrass you when I establish beyond any shadow of a doubt that in this profession you ain’t nothing but lightweight you’ll just take to social media and no sell it as your history dictates. You’ll do and say whatever you need to in order to save what little face you can for the complete chode the world knows you to be. It’s got to suck to think people value you yet if you disappeared tomorrow nobody would care because people give you what you give them. How about jumping on me for literally suggesting that Finn vs Ken at the last Pay-Per-View was an attraction worth watching? Forgive me for SELLING YOU, I promise I won’t make that mistake again.

Are you always so hostile?

Do you have anger issues?

Do you need to talk to someone?

I have a number for you. It’s 1-800-GET-FUCKED.

This myth that you’ve created for yourself has a lot of people fooled, but not me. I see right through all your bullshit from masking your mental pain with physical pain, I see through the song and dance, I see through the simping hype, and I always have. Did you ever stop to think why aren’t you involved in the Main Event? Did you ask yourself why you are reduced to sharing the ring with me? It’s because I’m the guy you work with when the company has lost faith in you and hopes that I can restore it. I’ve been told I’m the guy that can make chicken salad out of chicken shit. I guess we’re about to find out if that statement rings true. If I were Sin City Wrestling I’d bury you harder than you tried to bury them; oh wait, they called me to handle it.


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Monday Night
LFL Monday Night Football Game
Las Vegas Does vs Santa Fe Servals
Santa Fe, New Mexico

Featuring: Candice Wolf-Page


The clock ticked down to zero in the fourth quarter of the first game for the Las Vegas Does.




The defeat wasn’t the way Las Vegas wanted to start the season but sometimes you’re just outmatched or outperformed. The same can be said in the world of Professional Wrestling. In every match, you take there is an odds on favorite and the definitive underdog. You rarely come across something or someone that pulls a situation from Favorite/Underdog to a toss up such as where Chris Page and Finn Whelan find themselves heading into SCW’s Inception Pay-Per-View event, the first of 2023.

Our scene opens inside the owner’s box of the visiting team, the Las Vegas Does.

Candice is none too pleased as she gets up off a black leather couch and walks up to the glass looking at the scoreboard as we see Chris run his left hand through his hair before getting up off the couch where he walks up behind Candice and wraps his arms around her waist while coming over her left shoulder with a kiss on the cheek.

CHRIS PAGE: There are always more games. Tonight was a tough break.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: We had several opportunities that we just didn’t cash in on.

CHRIS PAGE: The Doe’s just need to tighten up the entire way around. There is a lot of football left this season to make a run of it. If anything tonight’s game just established what the ladies need to work on in practice.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: I suppose you’re right.

CHRIS PAGE: I’m rarely wrong.

Chris releases his hands from Candice’s waist as she then turns around giving Chris a soft, sensual kiss on the lips.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: I love you.

CHRIS PAGE: I love you too.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: I’m going to head back to the locker room and speak with the team. I’ll meet you out at the car.

There is a nod of the head from Chris as Candice walks past him to a closed door. She opens the door where members of the Lock Down Crew provide Candice with private security to escort her away. Chris stands looking at the now open door with his hands in his pockets while turning back around and watching as the stadium is emptying of loud and rowdy fans. Chris’s cell phone starts to ring from his back pocket. He pulls out the phone and takes a look at the caller I.D. before answering he places the call on speaker as he closes the door to the luxury box.

CHRIS PAGE: Go for Page.

“How does it feel to have a snake in your den?”

Chris takes the phone away from his ear and looks at the Caller ID a second time to make sure the caller is who the ID says it is.

CHRIS PAGE: Excuse me?

“I asked you how it feels to know that one of your own is about to stab you in the back.”

CHRIS PAGE: Okay, this is not Mac. Who is this?

“I’m an interested party that happens to have information which has been confirmed as credible that tells me you have a member of CCPE in you midst that is working against you.”

Chris rolls his eyes and response.

CHRIS PAGE: I’d say tell me something that I’m not already smartened up to.

It never baffles my mind to see the levels people will attempt to stoop to in the name of stabbing me in the back. You’d think you’d just come right out and do it when you consider how many “friends” I’ve made by being a little more outspoken on the foolishness that trends in our industry. I am a perfect example of just how hypocritical some of the fuckboys and girls are; a year ago I am “doing so much for the profession” and a year later “blacklisted”. What changed? Ah, telling the masses to shut the fuck up and wrestle. When it comes to CCPE I don’t care what your stance is because you cannot deny the rousing success it’s become. We are a company of talent that TOLD you we were better than you and then PROVED its time, after time, after time, again. I first caught wind of the rat several weeks ago, and while I’ll continue to allow them to think they are in control the truth is you are playing checkers while I’ve always been playing chess.

Your moves haven’t been stealthy. Fuck man, you remind me of Finn with the sheer levels of predictability you’ve taken. I know you’re watching… do yourself a favor and take a good long look at how easily I take out this piece of trash, and then I want you to think about the last time you crossed my path and ended up looking at the lights. Guys like you, guys like Finn are a dime a dozen. You try so hard to put up false imagines that are so shatterable and then you run off and sulk to anyone that will pat you on the back and tell you it’s “okay”. I’ve grown about tired of premadona’s pretending to be Professional Wrestlers and now the time has come to expose them.

I would ask Whelan how he’s feeling right about now but I know he “doesn’t care”.

So what drives me in this situation? If he’s just going to no sell the loss as history already dictates then why should I care about giving him anything other than the drizzling shits? Why should I take this challenge from the front office seriously? Don’t get me wrong, I love taking on challenges that aren’t easy but I’m not a miracle worker. I can’t make Finn give a shit about himself, I can’t make Finn care about working with anyone that isn’t in his inner circle, and I can’t force Finn to magically put his best foot forward EVERY time he steps through the ropes. It’s not my fault this cocksmoker FOOLED SCW Management, it’s not my fault that nobody can see through the fake bullshit Whelan brings to the table. All you have to do is look past the smoke and mirrors, yet most of you take the red pill and elect to live in the matrix they provide. I have made no mistake about it, I want the SCW World Title.

I’ve knocked off one of your former champions.

I’m about to knock off another.

Christian, I suggest you take notice because I am knocking down everyone you are putting in front of me while making it look fucking easy.

CHRIS PAGE: I’m more than aware of what is going on and who it’s going on with. Do yourself a favor and run along, stop wasting my time, and come to the realization that there isn’t a lot that goes on around me that I’m not aware of.

Chris ends the call and slides his phone into the back pocket of his jeans. Chris takes a deep breath at the realization of the severity of his situation.

CHRIS PAGE: People today will take everything if you allow them, and in this instance, I am giving them enough rope to hang themselves with. They’ll learn that Chris Page can giveth but he can also taketh away.


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It baffles my mind how Sin City Wrestling still promotes you as a special attraction after the lack of respect you showed. Honestly, I’m looking forward to stretching you six ways from Sunday when our paths cross at Inception. There’s nothing I love more than busting the bubble of overrated pieces of crap such as yourself; to see you walk in exuding so much confidence like so many others that have taken the same adventure as you. It’s crazy to think I once had respect for you; yes I’m aware you don’t care. What do you care about? I’m genuinely curious. I guess if it doesn’t revolve around outlaw mud wrestling where light tubes and bloodshed dictate that pace then it might not tickle your taint.

I’m not going to lie and say that I’m not still a little upset with myself over that Fatal Four Way a while back. You garnered a win because I took my eye off the ball but now we have a chance to rectify that because you don’t have other shoulders to put to the mat, you don’t get to take an easy way out because YOU have to defeat me. Can you imagine what life will be like for you when you have to look at yourself in the mirror and sulk because your best wasn’t good enough in a one-on-one setting? For far too long I’ve punched down to accommodate others, and the same can be said for this situation. I hope one day someone is able to punch up to my level but it seems putting in the work isn’t something the younger generation seems to be interested in. They’d rather do the bare minimum while boasting and bragging to the maximum. Finn, you wouldn’t last two weeks in the waters I cut my teeth in, and come Inception I’ll prove it.

I’ve shown the world that I can take down people that claim to be death-proof.

I’ve slain kings, married queens, and continue to be a driving force in a profession that you are so out of touch on it’s beyond entertaining. Come Inception you have to step into my world of Professional Wrestling. You don’t get to mask yourself into pretending to be a badass emo, you don’t get to hide behind gimmicks, and you don’t get to pass fucking go. I’m going to enjoy taking my time with you, I’m going to enjoy exposing you as nothing more than overblown hype, and I’m going to lavish every moment until I deem the time right to drive the final nail in your coffin. You don’t have the chops to step to me.

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Fading outside the player's entrance of Santa Fe’s 15 de Abril we find Chris Page standing at the back of the limo puffing on a blunt while waiting for his bride. Candice Wolf-Page emerged walking out the back entrance with a smile on her face upon catching a glimpse of her King… or was it the dank scent filtering in the New Mexico air? Candice approaches Chris while taking a pull off the blunt while inhaling deeply. Chris opens the door as Candice gets closer with his right hand while passing the blunt to Candice with his left. They share a kiss as Candice takes the blunt and gets in the back of the limo. Chris enters after closing the door behind him. We fade inside with Candice taking a couple of tokes.

CHRIS PAGE: Did you talk to the girls?

Candice nods while inhaling.

CHRIS PAGE: Hopefully they can make the corrections needed because you turn right around and deal with Santa Fe later this week.

Candice exhales some smoke before she states.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: They know what they need to do.

Chris invades the minibar pouring Candice a glass of red wine while mixing himself a Jamison and Coke. Chris hands Candice the glass of wine while pivoting the conversation.

CHRIS PAGE: It’s confirmed.

Chris softly states while taking a sip from his glass.

CHRIS PAGE: CCPE has a rat.

Candice passes Chris the blunt and exhales her smoke.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Are you sure?

Chris nods, reluctantly. He puts the blunt to his lips taking a toke.

CHRIS PAGE: Yep.

Sofly Chris states before blowing out the smoke of his own as he continues.

CHRIS PAGE: I’ve known for a minute but got confirmation when you went and spoke to the squad.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: What are you going to do about it?

What I’ve learned when you are dealing with someone that assumes they have the upper hand is you allow them to continue to think that is the case. You lure them into a false sense of security and when the time is right you yank the red carpet out from underneath them.

CHRIS PAGE: I’m going to play it to my advantage, of course. Part of me was hoping that I was wrong but sadly one of my own is about to be in for a world of pain.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Who is it?

Chris hesitates to answer directly.

CHRIS PAGE: Let me just say this, when they show their true colors I’ll show mine. This is a very dangerous game they are trying to play when it comes to screwing me out of something I’ve busted my ass to attain.

Hard work, dedication, feverishly pounding the pavement to secure the biggest and brightest talents in our industry from Sebastian Everett Bryce, Peter Vaughn, Joe Montuori, Mac Bane, Mark Flynn, the list goes on and on and on. When you sit back and look at 2022 and doubt the impact that CCPE has made it makes me question the level of your intelligence. You don’t have to like me to respect the hustle that I’ve showcased to the business, you don’t have to respect me to respect the legacy of talent that I’ve built, and there’s no denying the level of domination we’ve shown.

This brings me back to you, Finn.

If you are such a badass, if you despise everything about me that you’ve claimed in the past you’d think you would have been one of the first to step to the plate for CCPE vs The World, but nah… you, like most of the crew you associate with would rather bark from the sidelines like the bitches you are as opposed to backing up your play and, I dunno, prove your worth a shit. Facts are you are afraid of being overshadowed by those that are superior to you, and now that I think about it I would have probably told you no because the last thing I want is someone that doesn’t care or elects to not sell big events.

CHRIS PAGE: This is going to get personal before things are all said and done. I can’t guarantee that I’m going to be a nice guy about it.


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Friday
1/13/23
1:00 PM
Stockton Arena, Stockton, California




The scene opens outside the Main Entrance to Stockton Arena in Stockton, California where in just over 48 hours Sin City Wrestling returns to Pay-Per-View with Inception. An absolutely loaded lineup from top to bottom with a who’s who of the wrestling industry slated to take part in some form or fashion. Today we are brought to the Stockton Arena for a meet and greet scheduled to take part in the weekend festivities. Thousands of fans have gathered and formed a long line as we can see a black stage has been erected at the foot of the stairs leading up to the main entrance of the arena. There is a round of applause as we see an older gentleman approaching a podium center stage with a table with a white skirt set up to the right featuring one chair. Our attention is drawn to the figure now positioned behind the podium.

“Ladies and Gentleman, my name is Todd Wingate, and on behalf of the Stockton Arena we are proud to welcome you all to this very special meet and greet facilitated by Sin City Wrestling who will be here live Sunday Night for a sold-out Inception Event.”

Some light screaming and applause are heard as Todd continues.

TODD WINGATE: It’s no secrete who our guest is because if you know anything about Professional wrestling his name is synonymous. He’s held eighteen World Titles over the course of a thirty-year career, he’s started an Enterprise of talent that is a who’s who of Pro Wrestling with CCPE, and on Sunday Night he looks to slay yet another opponent on his road to the Sin City World Heavyweight Championship. Ladies and gentlemen… “CHRONIC” CHRIS PAGE!

The roar from the crowd is unbelievable as we see Chris Page stepping out onto the stage.




Chris walks to the front of the stage throwing his hands out while lowering his head as he strikes a trademark Page pose before pivoting his attention toward the podium. He approaches and shakes the hand of Todd who then makes his exit. The music fades away leaving a solid ovation from the live crowd as Chris takes a moment to gather his thoughts before he states.

CHRIS PAGE: STOCKTOOOOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!

The crowd caters to the cheap pop as their voices elevate to the highest level of screaming and clapping that draws a smile from Chris Page.

CHRIS PAGE: Let me talk to all of you for just a minute, if you don’t mind.

The cheers break out into a massive “YES! YES! YES!” chant causing Chris to simply shake his head as he waits for the chant to die out before continuing.

CHRIS PAGE: I showed up in Sin City Wrestling back in October, and truth be told I didn’t know why I was here or what I wanted to accomplish. Throughout 2022, I made a name for myself by touring the entire profession and taking on the cream of the crop while leaving most of them in my rearview mirror, I have won 18 World Titles, I have three Hall of Fame inductions to my name, and in reality, it’s not like I have anything left to accomplish, right?

There is a quick pause from Chris.

CHRIS PAGE: Wrong.

Chris states.

CHRIS PAGE: My performance at High Stakes left a lot to be said about what I am capable of, and to this day it’s something I kick myself in the ass about daily, but instead of pulling a Finn I went out of my way to congratulate Goth on defeating me. That loss is why I am still here, to be honest. It haunts my dreams because deep down inside I know that I could have delivered a better performance to Sin City Wrestling because THEY deserve it for putting faith in me and my reputation for performance while I just accepted a check and phoned it in.

It’s a bitter pill to swallow when you’re forced to be honest with yourself. You should try it, Finn. You’d be amazed at what you will come up with because you sir, are cliche’ as fuck. A drummed-down emo twink with a love of violence that hails from Seattle. WOW! You broke the bank with that one. The only thing you’re missing is Nirvana doing your entrance and you’d be as generic as a washed-up grunge twatwaffle would be.

There is literally NOTHING special about you.

… and a reason why you can’t manage to stay on top anywhere you hang your hat. Simps will always simp though.

CHRIS PAGE: I’m not going to lie… I came to a crossroads on if I wanted to pursue anything else in Sin City Wrestling. I questioned if I had what it took to elevate myself back up to the world-class level I profess to perform on. I challenged myself to prove I still have what it takes to not only be a force in the business but be a nineteen-time World Champion in the process. Matt Knox came along, and while he wasn’t exactly what I was expecting I’d be lying if I didn’t say he was a name. He fucked around and found out why I am me and why he will always be a lesser version of me.

For someone that puts up this front of being an ultraviolet badass you sure do wait to the last minute to open your fucking mouth just about where ever you go. It seems to be a moving trend with you, why is that? Could it be because you are the type of guy that wouldn’t have an original thought cross his mind if his life depended on it? Could it be because you aren’t clever or as witty as your front dictates because YOU need your opponents to give you shit to work off of? This has become habitual with you like the follower I’ve stamped you to be. You wouldn’t know how to lead or dictate the pace if it slapped you in the face and did the work for you.

Fuck, man… I didn’t think you’d be this easy of a punching bag but damn if the proof isn’t in the pudding.

CHRIS PAGE: Momentum has started to build and now we’ve come to Inception weekend where I will continue to forge my path to an SCW Championship opportunity at the expense of Pro Wrestling’s version of Weird Al Yankovic minus the accordion. Finn Wheelan, Mr. Former SCW World Champion, Mr. I can’t take losing so I’ll smear you and the company I work for in order to make myself feel better about being an overhyped failure, Mr. Garbage Wrestling is my way of life because I can’t get over on wrestling SKILL, Mr. I don’t care himself.

Chris gives a jerking-off hand gesture garnering some laughter from the fans in attendance.

CHRIS PAGE: This dude right here is the biggest joke in the industry that love to hide from the true competition, that loves to flex promotional material in his favor versus going all out to make any encounter a bigger, better exchange. Yeah, that fucking guy.

I told myself I wouldn’t punch down anymore and lower my standards when it comes to promotional packages to hype up any appearance and yet here I stand finding myself doing the EXACT same thing to stroke someone else’s ego, and I’m the bad guy? I just wish one day one of these people that claim to be so fucking good would step into my world… but that would require them to grow a pair of nuts.

It’s okay. I’ll make this exception for the last time just to prove a point.

CHRIS PAGE: I was finding a hard time getting the motivation to even want to get in the ring with this chode until I found the silver lining to make me want to give a fuck about promoting this cock sucker, and it rests with being able to claim an SCW title run, albeit brief. I just plunked a Raven, why not embarrass a twink?

Literally that’s the only reason you are getting the time of day from yours truly. Much like Knox who found out the hard way so are you, Finn, and much like Knox when I’m done rag tagging you from pillar to post and leave you laying on your back looking up at those lights the higher-ups cannot deny me my opportunity when I’ve slain two of their more recent Champions. See, I knew I’d find a reason to lend you some level of importance when it comes to this contest.

Silver lining heard.

CHRIS PAGE: So now here we are just a mere few days away from what should be a big-time battle between two powerhouses in our own circles has been reduced to nothing more than a glorified sideshow attraction over no other reason than who is standing across the ring from me. I’ve begged and pleaded for the pencil pushers to not waste my time but they’ve elected to do so yet again. The reason I’ve savored onward has nothing to do with Finn other than he is a former World Champion here in Sin City Wrestling. Putting down another former Champion only helps my cause while on my yellow brick road to the opportunity that I know I will deliver on. It’s been a long time since I’ve cared about being on top of any mountain but I’ve made no secret that my in-ring career is coming closer and closer to an end.

Some loud boos are heard coming from the massive crowd gathered prompting some sarcasm to exude in Chris’s tone as he acknowledges them.

CHRIS PAGE: I’m going on thirty-three years in the business, come on now, give me a break.

Chris then states while some laughter is heard.

CHRIS PAGE: I’ve enjoyed an incredible run doing things my way, finding success where most have failed, winning multiple World Titles, Hall of Fame status, running a successful company, and recently relaunching to an incredible success alongside James Raven… It’s pretty safe to say that I’ve done everything, and accomplished everything that I’ve set out to accomplish. Yet, one thing continues to smack me in the face when I look over my lengthy resume.

Chris gazes out amongst the masses while continuing.

CHRIS PAGE: The number eighteen.

There is a deep sigh let out by Chris.

CHRIS PAGE: Don’t get me wrong, most of the industry rarely get one major Championship let alone six in their careers, so to have eighteen under my belt I should be okay with that… But doesn’t twenty sound so much better?

The trail of bodies I have gone through reads like a who’s who from wrestling past and present. I’ve outworked everyone in this business on a daily basis which I continue to do to this day. I’ve got a seventh gear that people like Finn will underestimate under the guise of being older or perhaps, dare I say… Fat? Whatever petty insults or stereotypes you want to throw at me I’m perfectly fine with because I’m not here for YOUR validation or support when I have the respect of MY peers, my wife, and those that matter to me.

Sorry kid.

You don’t fall into any of that criteria.

I say that to say if I don’t care about your well being what’s stopping me from taking liberties with you when that bell rings? Your size and your strength are nonexistent, your rules or lack thereof aren’t in play and you are stepping into my world of professional wrestling. Do you even know how to do that?

CHRIS PAGE: Of course it does! I have several opportunities lined up now in February and March with other organizations but I kinda would like Number Twenty to come from Sin City Wrestling. I fully plan on not only ending my career with twenty-plus World Titles but in order to get one step closer we get to stomping on a sniveling shitrag. Line them up and I’ll knock them down. It can take that to the bank.

Chris steps away from the podium and takes a seat at the table next to it as the meet and greet are officially underway leaving the scene to fade to black.

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The time for talk is just about up which means it’s time for actions to speak louder than any words. This is the part of the promo where I try and give you that “hard sell” so you throw that money down on the table, order this event, and watch as SCW takes 2023 by storm in its first Pay-Per-View outing. The lineup is loaded and speaks for itself when you look it up and down from top to bottom. I can’t speak for everyone else on the card but in my own opinion, I feel like you totally should order this event.

If you want to see me cram my fist down Wheelan’s throat, you should order this event.
If you want to see how you publicly humiliate a douchebag, you should order this event.
If you want to see a spineless turd get what he has coming to him, you should order this event.
If you want to teach your children at him how you hold someone accountable when they shit all over a company that was gracious enough to give them an opportunity, you should order this event.
If you're a fan of professional wrestling over blood and guts bullshit, you should order this event.

Those are five good reasons off the top of my head from my perspective. I’m going to thoroughly enjoy not only kicking the dog shit out of you, Finn, but I’m also going to talk you through it every step of the way. Unlike Ken who turned the other cheek with your little stunt I’m not going to allow you to forget the night that you were held accountable for being the selfish prick I’ve always known you to be. I never claimed to be a company man, and I’m not about to start… but what you did to SCW was morally fucked up. The way you downplayed the federation in an attempt to save your crushed fucking ego is enough to make anyone want to slap the fucking taste out of your mouth. You’re not needed in this industry anymore, and I’m the guy that’s going to force you the fuck out if you really want to go there. I'm so glad I don't have to pretend to be cool with you. I had you pegged as a douche a long time ago. But the fact is that you are the Domino's pizza of wrestling. Everybody knows you but the quality is middling at best. You've always been overhyped warmed over vomit.

Let’s find out what you bring to the table when you don’t have another person to catch a fall on.

Let’s find out if you are what you say you are.

Sunday Night you’re going to be in for the longest night of your life with one of the greatest performers to ever lace a pair of boots. You can try to make this about anything you want, you can try your damndest to discredit me, my accomplishments, CCPE, or whatever else you can think of to shift the narrative away from just how big of a cunt you are. I’m not only doing this for myself but I’m doing this for Ken, for Christian, for Sin City Wrestling, and for every other talented performer that you’ve downplayed after they’ve destroyed you. You make me sick, seeing your presence in my industry makes me sick, and now I FINALLY have the time to do something about it for the world to see. I can only hope that this impending defeat you’re about to eat sends you running back to PWE or where ever the fuck they care about putting you center stage that isn’t SCW.

Losing to Chris Page doesn’t mean that you suck, it just means you’re like everyone else.

This is my federation for the taking.

You’re just the next victim.

So Christian, when I take care of your Finn problem I think it’s about time we circle around on giving me what I’ve earned, a shot at the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. Eventually, I’m going to stop asking so nicely. In the meantime, once I dispose of the ten pounds of shit in a five-pound bag I’ll be paying close attention to how this upcoming four-way plays out. I’ve got my money on Ken or Mac because either of those two will be fun to test my skills against for the richest prize in Sin City Wrestling. Call this your fair warning that whoever leaves with that strap is firmly on my radar. When I get a craving for gold it’s never satisfied until it’s fulfilled. 2022 was the Year of Chris Page and CCPE, 2023 isn’t going to be any different.

You can continue to doubt me.

You can continue to pretend that I’m not every bit as good as I profess to be.

I’ll just prove you wrong, again.

You’re welcome for being this high on the card, just know it’s the last time you get clout from my name, cuck. Isn’t it ironic that you seemed to care to win a fatal four-way, you cared enough to stake that SCW Championship, but suddenly didn’t? Surely you’re not dumb enough to think that anyone buys what you’re selling. In the event your intelligence matches your shoe size there is but one thing I do care about.

Beating you.

I know I turned a lot of heads when announcing that I’ve signed a contract for Sin City Wrestling, and perhaps turned more by pretty much letting it be known my motives aren’t to be slung in the middle of the card as an attraction and everything to do with being on top of the heap looking down upon you all while holding up and professing to be the SCW World Heavyweight Championship in the process. I made my motives clear that I had no issues with starting at the bottom but it seems fate has other plans because I’ve landed right in the middle of the shit where I now fight for that very shot at immortality.

Austin Mercer.

Goth.

Finn Whelan.

And Chris Page.

Four individuals walk into a Fatal Fourway encounter with one person leaving not only with the win but procuring their shot to step into the ring and tangle with a man far from a slouch for the richest prize that has become the object of my affection. I’ll be the first to admit that when involved in this kind of party, your head must be on a swivel at all times because the uncertainty of who is where and striking when is left up to chance and opportunity. Four individuals with aspirations of being the man with their arms raised in the air when that final bell tolls celebrating a milestone as your card is stamped with that World Title shot that we all feverishly crave or else why the fuck are we here?

Throughout this, I’ll get to everyone individually but there is only one starting point… Me.

I think it’s pretty safe to say that of the four of us involved there’s no denying that I am the most recognizable name out of the bunch, that my reputation proceeds me as being one of if not the single biggest attraction this sport has ever seen; and for the last several years I’ve been okay with traveling the globe from federation to federation, taking on the best of the best within an industry with so many precious pieces of talent, so many social justice warriors that speak out on evil while overlooking their friends. I’ve seen the poisonous nature, lived through cancel culture, and stand before you as the unkillable voice of logic and reason within an industry full of hypocritical sacks of shit that truly care about themselves over the growth of the business as a whole. The sport is in the worst shape I’ve ever seen in over thirty years, and it’s because the younger generation has some sense of entitlement over proving they belong. We are walking into Henderson, Nevada as four individuals all looking to claim that one spot to challenge Ken Davidson for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship.

I can’t and won’t speak for any of you because we all have our motivations.

We all have our aspirations.

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[Off Camera]

9.28.22
Velvet Rabbit Las Vegas
Las Vegas, Nevada
10:00 AM

Featuring: Candice Wolf-Page


The smell of freshly roasted Columbia coffee beans invades your nasal cavities as we see Chris Page standing in front of a coffee machine on the granite countertop in the kitchen of the Presidential Suite at the Velvet Rabbit Las Vegas in a white robe that’s tied at the waist. While waiting for the coffee to brew, Chris is seemingly wrapping up a quick phone call on his cellphone.

CHRIS PAGE: That’s great news for a federation that’s just relaunched. I never expected to get this much traction so quickly with the WGWF, but if these ratings are any indication it seems like the business is ready for an organization like mine.

The WGWF has officially relaunched effectively this past Monday Night. All of the work; from building CCPE Arena, to building the newest and hottest destination in the desert with the Rabbit Las Vegas, all the promotions have paid off not only for me but for Candice as well. Who would have thought that over the last twelve months we’d become not only the biggest power couple but parlayed various adventures into multi-million dollar adventures? We don’t know failure, it’s not in our genetics.

CHRIS PAGE: The WGWF isn’t going to be about politics man. The cream will rise to the top, and I couldn’t be any prouder of those relaunch numbers. We are on the cups of changing the industry as a whole, and I am looking forward to seeing how far this one takes us.

Off in the distance coming out of the master bedroom in her robe tied at the waist, her hair a complete and utter tragedy, slowly walking across the white tile floor past the black leather sofa and love seat looking like a Zombie straight out of The Walking Dead is Candice Wolf-Page.

Chris takes the black coffee mug that reads “World’s Greatest Wife” on the side and fills it up with freshly brewed java.

CHRIS PAGE: I gotta go.

Chris abruptly ends the call as he spins around with her coffee mug in hand while Candice reaches her prone left hand out meeting the mug. Chris releases the mug and steps away from his zombified wife as he watches her raise the mug and takes a drink. Instantly her eyes fill with life as she kicks her head toward Chris.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Morning babe.

Chris breathes a sigh of relief.

CHRIS PAGE: Good morning, hun.

Candice takes a seat on a black barstool at the kitchen island while taking another sip from her cup as Chris makes himself a cup as well.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: What time did you get up?

Candice asks.

CHRIS PAGE: When was the last time I ever slept past five o’clock?

Candice immediately responds while attempting to fix her hair.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Good point.

CHRIS PAGE: However, would you like to hear some incredible news?

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: I’m always up for good news to kickstart the day.

Chris smirks before taking a sip from his mug while he takes a few steps toward the kitchen island where he can look across and into the vivacious eyes of Candice.

CHRIS PAGE: The relaunch drew three million viewers via the Splat network.

Chris winks as he stands up vertically while Candice exclaims.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE:] Babe that’s badass!

Candice follows.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Congratulations!

Candice raises her mug as she then draws another sip.

CHRIS PAGE: It’s not the worst way to start things off, that’s for sure. Tickets are already moving for the October 10th show, and if the numbers for the Hotel and Casino are correct it looks like we’ve hit another fucking homerun.

Everything we touch turns into money, there isn’t any denying it. Collectively we make more than a formidable team in business but in life itself.

CHRIS PAGE: Not only did we score major numbers on a program that has been dormant for five years, but I can also tell you that the first non-wrestling event has been booked at CCPE Arena.

Candice’s ears perk up as she inquires further.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Oh yeah? Do tell.

CHRIS PAGE: Griffen Hawkins and his band are going to rock the Arena.

When putting together this incredible establishment with Candice, one of the critical aspects of it was to put a complex together that could encompass professional wrestling and provide venues for those with outside projects. I can’t think of a bigger name to hold the first non-wrestling event at CCPE Arena than Griff.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Score one more for us!

CHRIS PAGE: I’ll be sending him the paperwork today and getting that locked down.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: It’s hard to believe just how far we’ve come in a year.

CHRIS PAGE: It was this time last year when you hooked me up with Ani to find that penthouse in Manhattan; if you would have asked me then if we would be married and pretty much the heart and soul of each other I would have called you a liar.

Candice giggles to herself before she responds.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: You and me both.

Candice then states.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: But you know something?

CHRIS PAGE: What’s that?

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Chris smirks at Candice as he then states.

CHRIS PAGE: Me either.

A sudden knock is heard from the large oak-stained French doors of the penthouse.

CHRIS PAGE: Ah. Right on time.

Chris places his mug of coffee on the bar on top of the island and starts to make his way across the tiled floor where he opens one of the French doors allowing a cart to be pushed by a room attendant filled with covered dishes.

CHRIS PAGE: You can leave it there.

The well-dressed gentleman takes his leave as Chris closes the door behind him. He then pushes the cart over to the island where he takes one of the covered dishes and slides it in front of Candice. He removes the lid…





CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: You are too good to me.

CHRIS PAGE: One might argue that we are too good to each other.

Chris takes the other covered plate and slides it next to his coffee mug before removing the lid revealing the same dish. The steam from the freshly made dishes mixed with the aroma of the cheesesteak completing the omelet is enough to make your mouth water.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Are you excited about Sunday?

A natural question because I have been under the radar with my signing with Sin City Wrestling, but it is something that is weighing on my mind once I saw the booking for what will be the first of many under the terms of my contract; it is still sinking in that I could be walking out of Henderson as the Number One Contender to the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. It’s not a task that is going to come lightly by any stretch when you sit back and look at the playing field. This isn’t a match where talent or ability will play a focus because it’s everyone for themselves. The man who leaves this party with the spoils will be the more opportunistic of the bunch. Now, I don’t know about the rest of you but I tend to be the man that shits golden bricks when it comes to thriving within a structure where the only rule rests with there being no rules at all.

Perhaps I didn’t make myself clear last week.

I have one goal.

One purpose.

One mission.

Procuring the SCW World Title.

Unfortunately for the three of you for me to get that chance means that I’m going through ONE of you to get it. I don’t care if you’re a legend, it makes me no nevermind if you’re a prodigy, and I can give two flying fucks if you’re name is Mercer because this moment is destined to be mine… all it’s going to take is that one moment to catch you when you’re at your weakest, that one moment where you can taste that sweet nectar of the God’s that known as a success only to snatch it away.

I’m that dude that takes no prisoners… including you.

CHRIS PAGE: I never thought that I would be granted a shot at getting to the World Title so quickly, and I won’t deny that it has been on my mind because I can’t think of a better way to show up permanently than kicking the freaking front door down.

Make no mistake about it when I tell you that I understand just how big this is for me. I’m walking back into Sin City Wrestling after defeating Ben Jordan; so to say that I haven’t earned at least being in the conversation off jump street is a juvenile thought in every sense of the word considering Mr. Jordan’s reputation. Yet what motivates me further is knowing that coming off that battle with Jordan I couldn’t help but feel that my performance leading up to the battle wasn’t up to par. I have higher expectations for myself than what I was able to deliver, but now that all the distractions are out of the way I can show up and give Sin City Wrestling THE Chris Page it deserves to have.

I might not be looked at as the odds on favorite walking into this battle that is seemingly built for Mercer to win.

… but the funny thing about our industry is that you have to always expect the unexpected.

Who better to play spoiler than me?

CHRIS PAGE: I’m sure there are a lot of red asses out there about me being thrown into the mix but if I didn’t take advantage of opportunities that have been given to me I wouldn’t be who I am in the business. I mean, when you think about it Sin City Wrestling makes so much sense. They tour Nevada, mostly, and we just set up shop in Vegas… I can scratch my competitive itch while not muddying the waters of my own WGWF house. So, to walk in on my first night officially under contract and play spoiler to High Stakes… I’m here for it.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: If anyone can do it it’s you.

Chris retrieves some stainless steel butter knives and forks. He hands Candice a knife and fork and places one on his plate.

CHRIS PAGE: There are some game competitors for sure, and something else I thrive on is bringing the BEST out of whoever I am working with. I believe that there’s more than one way to show your value within the pecking order of any company, and now this is my chance to establish myself within the SCW ranks as THE marquee player.

Anyone can talk about it but very few can be about it. Before any of you talk to me about your accomplishments or why you’re a badass allow me to save you the time and energy by simply saying…

I.

Don’t.

Give.

A.

Fuck.

Think about that for a second and then repeat it to yourselves.

This isn’t about anyone's reputation, this isn’t about anyone’s record, it’s not about talent level or in-ring ability… This is a fight built and designed around WHO wants it the most! You can’t fucking talk about how bad you crave it, your actions have to speak LOUDER than your words. Make no mistake about it if I need to bash in your skull with a chair, so be it. If I need to put your body through a table, so be it. If I need to render any of you un-FUCKING-conscious, I’ll do that too because the moment my fucks given about a Legend, a prodigy, or a punk cease to exist is the moment that bell rings.

I am going to take you to places that your bodies never dreamt existed.

Winning this battle only further cements the legacy that I’ve EARNED, and all it takes is just ONE mistake, just one miscalculation on any of your parts to secure me that opportunity… Flawless is the last thing any of us are; I acknowledge that this is going to be a shootout at the O.K. Corral with four of the best sharpshooters to wield firearms. Everyone has credentials to take the role of challenger but only one of us will have the honors.

How bad do any of you want it?

How far are you going to go to get it?

CHRIS PAGE: All I know is that this has already been one of the best weeks of my life, and it has the potential to get better in Henderson on Sunday. But right now, now I think I want to enjoy this fine breakfast with my knock-out wife and then take a stroll around our new kingdom.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: I think I can agree with that.

As Chris reaches for his fork his cell phone starts to ring. Chris glances over at the screen taking note of the caller.

CHRIS PAGE: I got to take this.

Chris retrieves his iPhone answering the call.

CHRIS PAGE: Hey man.

Chris excuses himself as he walks through the kitchen into the living area of the lavish penthouse.

CHRIS PAGE: Yeah I got the numbers earlier this morning and couldn’t be happier about them. We are onto something and it’s just a matter of time before it will be time to take the next steps. I couldn’t get this done without you.

Chris slowly paces back and forth in front of the black leather sofa as he runs his fingertips across the top of the sofa while listening to the voice on the other end of the call.

CHRIS PAGE: This train has just started to pull out of the station. We have a long way to go, James, but you and I both know there isn’t anything we can’t accomplish. I’ll talk to you soon.

Chris ends the call before returning to the island in the kitchen finding Candice several bites into her breakfast.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: That was?

CHRIS PAGE: Raven.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Atara said to stop cutting in on her husband's time.

Chris lightly shakes his head.


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[On Camera]

CCPE Arena @ Velvet Rabbit Las Vegas
Las Vegas, Nevada
9.29.22

Featuring: Denzel Porter


We fade into the CCPE Arena at the Velvet Rabbit Las Vegas to the empty arena. The ring is still set in place, the chairs on the floor in place, and seated in the ring is none other than the lead journalist in the industry Denzel Porter as he looks into the camera.





DENZEL PORTER: Good morning ladies and gentlemen I am Denzel Porter coming to you live from the CCPE Arena in Sin City; Las Vegas, Nevada, where joining me is a man that needs no introduction but I’ll give him one anyway. You know him as a man that wears many hats throughout the Professional Wrestling Industry from in-ring talent, an owner of an organization, a successful radio host, and arguably one of the greatest of all time, “Chronic” Chris Page.

The camera pans back to reveal that seated next to Denzel is the man himself.




DENZEL PORTER: Thank you for having me here today I am looking forward to jumping in feet first because much like most of the year you’re continuing to make moves, continuing to establish yourself as one of the main guys in the industry because we’re just a few days removed from the relaunch of the WGWF last Monday. Talk to me about why you resurrected your former federation.

CHRIS PAGE: I’ll try to be brief, but one of the many factors rests with what I’ve seen in various federations over the year. I see a lot of wrong happening, so why not bring back my former company to show the industry that you can operate without catering to the drama or the political bullshit. I had an opportunity to get back into business with James Raven; he and I are very like-minded, I saw the chance to work with Centurion, and several other people from the past; John Cable, and Hunter Ryan to name a few.

Chris then continues.

CHRIS PAGE: Our product will stand alone and it will be a destination before we’re all said and done. A lot of tremendous talents are involved, a lot of hype surrounding the product, tune in via the Splat Network so you can see for yourselves how Professional Wrestling is supposed to be done.

DENZEL PORTER: I know with the determination that you show coupled with James Raven that there’s no denying what the WGWF is going to become, but I want to pivot to IIW’s Red Alert several weeks back where you challenged for the vacant World Title in a match that ended under controversial circumstances.

Chris doesn’t even think about the answer he gives it.

CHRIS PAGE: I had made up my mind before going on in Detroit that I had no intentions of sticking around post-Pay-Per-View. I had fully planned on doing “business” for a baby that was under a “make things right” scenario with my name and reputation being the only thing being soiled in the process. The only thing controversial about that finish was WHY the hell the owner called it.

Chris takes a second before he continues.

CHRIS PAGE: When I come to you behind that curtain and say have your hand-picked use the title, crack me in the skull, and I’ll dive my way out BUT your boy FUCKED that up speaks more about the decision making of the owner and the talent level of the current Champion. I dominated IIW just like I dominated Fight NYC and just like I’ve pretty much dominated where ever I’ve landed; sure I’ve taken some losses along the way but there’s not a person on the planet that could cut the schedule I cut throughout this calendar year.

My world isn’t encompassed by one federation so when I look at my opponents regardless of who they are the first thing I look at isn’t what you’ve accomplished here… it’s what have you accomplished elsewhere.

Why?

Because it’s fucking easy to stand in one spot and dominate against the same meaningless turds fluffing your jock while it’s something completely different when you take your act on the road, showcase your skill sets against some of the best of the best to lace a pair of boots. Everyone WANTS to be the best but NOBODY is when anyone is beatable on any given night under any set of circumstances. I’ve proven that time, after time, after time.

CHRIS PAGE: When I see these lists go out of who is having the best year or who has made an impact on the sport throughout 2022 there is ONE name that is constantly in the conversation, Chris Page.

Chris takes a moment before following up.

CHRIS PAGE: There is a reason for that. 

DENZEL PORTER: News recently broke that you signed on with Sin City Wrestling and are making a full-time run on the roster. What led to you inking the deal with SCW?

CHRIS PAGE: There are a lot of factors when I think about anywhere that I want to do something on a longer-term basis. It isn’t a secrete that I’ve done a few matches in SCW this year teaming with Mac Bane, teaming with Ben Jordan, and defeating Ben at SCW’s last Pay-Per-View Event. The one thing SCW has always done is been respectful of me and my schedule. I’ve had a really good time with all my interactions from managing Mac to being in-ring; the other factor is the fact I’ve re-opened the WGWF, and we’re based right here in Las Vegas. It makes sense to be able to compete in a nearby federation while not straying too far away from my own.

The one thing I’ve learned as an owner is you don’t shit where you sleep.

CHRIS PAGE: It could be easy for me to compete under my umbrella but I’ve learned that lesson, and I see a lot of it going on nowadays which could be a point of content. There are plenty of places to apply your craft, and to me, Sin City is a no-brainer because it’s literally right here.

DENZEL PORTER: After the news broke you’ve appeared on a few shows and made your intentions known that you want the World Title, so to see that your first full-time match is for a shot at Ken Davidson and the Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship has to sound like music to your ears.

CHRIS PAGE: I made my intentions known that my goal is to get that last run on top of an organization that isn’t the Xtreme Wrestling Federation, and I also made it clear that I had no problems starting at the bottom and working my way to the top much like I didn’t have a problem coming in at the top and staying at the top for the road that is being traveled leads to the same place… to the World Heavyweight Championship.

Chris adjusts himself in his director-style chair as he shifts his body to face Denzel.

CHRIS PAGE There was a bit of shock when I saw the card and as I am scrolling through it looking for my name I didn’t seem to find it until I found myself looking at the Main Event.

Christian isn’t a stupid man by any means because he knows the hand that’s fallen into his lap. What better way to test me than to throw me to the wolves to find out just who the real Apex predator in this situation truly is? I welcome the challenge, I welcome the competition, and I’ll welcome the fight with open arms and baited fucking breath as I stamp my ticket to High Stakes at the expense of three worthy contenders in their own right.

CHRIS PAGE: I’m looking at four men that could all find a path to success but only one of us is going to attain the contender spot.

DENZEL PORTER: Not only you are involved, but you’ve also got Fin Whelan, you’ve got Goth, you’ve got the ever dangerous Austin Mercer all looking to stamp their ticket to the Main Event of High Stakes.

Chris nods in approval as he then states.

CHRIS PAGE: Talk about a bag of mixed nuts if there ever was one.

DENZEL PORTER: Indeed.

CHRIS PAGE: It seems like Goth and I have started to cross paths more often than not. He needs to stop flirting and just sign the dotted line, take this ass whipping and let’s move on.

Chris states with a wink and a nod toward Denzel.

CHRIS PAGE: I’ve got respect for a guy that is branching out to establish himself as a powerhouse in the industry. He’s been to the top in SCW, he’s recently branched out to the XWF, and he’s slated to take part in CCPE vs The World in January. It’s great to see someone that’s been in the business as long as I have look at the levels of success I’ve had when resurrecting my career by being that trendsetter.

Goth, I’m not going to lie brother… I love my fans. You guys are great. I find it interesting that with this new encounter you are involved in fifty percent of my in-ring competition. It’s one thing to be a fanboy it’s something else to become obsessed with me.

… I’m kidding.

You and I are on our collision course that leads through Henderson, Nevada. It wasn’t that long ago you stood on the apron sharing the ring with the very man that awaits the winner of this battle; ironic? The same man that YOU failed to save! What happened? Oh yeah, I stopped you. See how that worked out? History is going to repeat itself because the last thing I am wielding is respect when that bell tolls. Respect isn’t going to take you the pay window… ruthlessness will.

CHRIS PAGE: But much like the others he’s standing in my way to get what I want, so he’s an obstacle that I will cross because this Fatal Four Way there are no rules, there are no count-outs, no disqualifications, it’s one fall to a finish… If my counterparts don’t think for one second that I won’t introduce weapons of destruction they’re sadly fucking mistaken. Goth can have all the respect in the world for me, but I’m a ruthless bastard when the stakes are high…

Chris leans toward Denzel as he asks.

CHRIS PAGE: See what I did there.

Chris winks at Denzel while he transitions.

CHRIS PAGE: Fin is someone that has been on my radar for a while now, I’m not going to lie. I’m envious of him if I’m being honest.

DENZEL PORTER: Why is that?

CHRIS PAGE: It’s petty in the grand scheme but it tracks back to what led me to Fight NYC kicking off my incredible run over the last twelve months, back to Dickie Watson. The one match I had scheduled versus Dickie in singles was called off by the latter; and while I got my win over Dickie in a Battle Royale in Cult months later it wasn’t that singles match. Fin not only got the singles but got a longer-term deal.

I told you it was petty and I didn’t lie. So anytime I can cross paths with someone like you, Fin is a cause for celebration because you’re a name that I haven’t had dealings with. Now, I couldn’t find a whole hell of a lot about you here in Sin City Wrestling outside of Violent Conduct where you tapped into that more sadistic side to knock off Hitamashii. What else have you done? I mean all I see over the last month or so is you being a Lumberjack on Climax Control which tells me that you’ve enjoyed lurking in the shadows over being front and center. It makes me happy to see someone that doesn’t mind getting violent, that doesn’t mind taking things to a deeper, darker place because that’s exactly the mentality that you should all have while walking into this warzone that is on deck for us all come Climax Control. I want you to tap into that sadistic side, and above all else, I want to know what made you worth showing up for while I got big-timed by someone that I viewed as the next big thing in our business. Glad I was wrong about the latter.

DENZEL PORTER: Oh you’re right, that’s pretty petty.

CHRIS PAGE: Told ya.

Chris smirks at Denzel before he continues.

CHRIS PAGE: But listen, Fin is here, and he is someone that I have not had the pleasure of squaring up against. I see he likes to scrap; cool story, and so do I. I just hope that he’s prepared to be taken to the seventh level of hell the moment our paths cross. When it comes down to it I can’t reiterate enough that I fully plan on making the most out of this opportunity regardless of who I have to run over in the process. Mr. Whelan might have been in the ring with some of the talents that I haven’t… but he’s NEVER been in the ring with Chris Page.

I am a different breed.

I am another beast.

I can dish it but I can sure as hell take it.

Let’s find out how brutal you can be because I guarantee you I’ll go that much further than your mind will allow. This is the moment that I’ve been waiting for and the break that I’ll be taking at not only your expense but Goth’s and Mr. Mercer's.

CHRIS PAGE: The level of passion that I carry to back up the bold claims of being the Face of Professional Wrestling is something that everyone discounts… until it’s way too late and my arm is raised. Three people stand in my way, Denzel, all of which stand just as good a chance of walking out with the title shot. I know if I’m going to increase my odds I am going to have to utilize every tactic, every trick of the trade, and even pull out some aces from my sleeve if it calls for it.

DENZEL PORTER: The other piece of this equation is Austin Mercer.

Chris nods his head acknowledging the final piece of this equation.

CHRIS PAGE: Coincidentally he’s also the man I know less about than Goth or Fin; at least they have some sort of reputation worth noting. Don’t get me wrong, I’m sure he’s going to step his game up now because there’s a shot at the World Title at stake; cool, but why not perform at a world-class level every time you step in front of a camera? The reality for this kid is he’s in the wrong place at the wrong time against the wrong sets of opponents.

As much as our profession is a physical game people tend to forget that it is more mental than physical. When you’re inside your opponent's head, when you dictate the pace, when you set the standard for what it’s going to take to be successful within this adventure then your name is Chris Page. When it comes to you, Austin, while you might think this is your moment to shine it’s just become your demise. If Goth and Fin aren’t bad enough to contend with they pale in comparison to CCP.

Unfortunately for Sin City Wrestling they never got my undivided attention.

That stopped two weeks ago when I signed the dotted line, and now you’re all about to find out exactly why I can cross barriers like nobody else before me, why my name is on the tips of the tongues of the masses, why my fingers are constantly on the pulse of the industry, and above all else why I am simply better than you.

CHRIS PAGE: The truth is we all have our eyes on that guaranteed World Title bout at High Stakes, but for any of us to get there we are going to have to be willing to pay the price for what that opportunity carries with it. I’ve been to the top of the mountain eighteen times throughout my career and I fully plan on making SCW number nineteen. This Four Way isn’t going to be for a weakened heart; especially when you consider my involvement. I’ve already shown you this year that I’m not afraid to set my body on fire, I’m not afraid of barbed wire or light tubes, and I’m more than comfortable making my body a human pin cushion… especially if it means picking the spot that matters to leave Climax Control as the new Number One Contender to the Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship.

DENZEL PORTER: If you are the man that picks that right spot it will put you on a collision course with Ken Davidson, a man that you’ve got a little history with back at the DPI in February even though SCW as well.

CHRIS PAGE: I will be the first to tell you that Ken shocked the world when he procured the SCW Title from Mac Bane because I don’t think anyone saw it coming, and you’re correct when you talk about the history we share both as partners and opponents; so it’s fitting if your Main Event for High Stakes is Chris Page challenging Ken for the World Title on so many levels.

Chris states with utter seriousness in his tone.

CHRIS PAGE: I want to prove that when I claim to be ONE of the bests in the business it’s not just blowing smoke up everyone’s asses. The only way to do that is to use this opportunity that has been gifted to me to my fullest potential, and that starts by showing up in Henderson as a contender while leaving with that contract for High Stakes.

Ken you have to be feeling like the prettiest girl at the dance with these four eligible suitors knocking at your door with everyone eyeing the prize you’re carrying over your shoulder. I know that you will be paying very close attention to how this unfolds because if I leave with that title shot your days on top are surely numbered.

Nobody is more laser-focused on getting to the top.

Nobody craves it more than I do.

Nobody is going to deny me my destiny.

… not even you.

Let this be your fair warning that when I become your next challenger that all bets are off and you will officially become public enemy number one.

CHRIS PAGE: Nobody can put the horse before the race, nobody can predict what is going to unfold of Climax Control… but if you’re a betting man, the smart money is on Chris Page.”

DENZEL PORTER: I know things for certain and that is if you’re a fan of wrestling you’re not going to want to miss this monumental showdown Sunday Night from Henderson, Nevada as Chris Page takes on Goth, Fin Whelan, and Austin Mercer in what is going to be a banger of a Fatal Four Way with the winner moving on to High Stakes to challenge Ken Davidson for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship.

Denzel pauses before closing things out.

DENZEL PORTER: For Chris Page I am Denzel Porter saying goodbye.

Chris quickly mutters out.

CHRIS PAGE: Let’s get baked.

The feed cuts.

One of the many questions I’ve been asked when it comes to Sin City Wrestling is why I would accept Christian's invitation to partake in your upcoming Pay-Per-View event after my last outing here was less than stellar.

 It’s simple. Redemption.

See it’s not every day that I am not successful in whatever ventures I am undertaking regardless if it’s traveling the entire spectrum competing against the best of the best, if it’s signing elite talent to CCPE, running my supershows, or even doing “Down the Rabbit Hole”, “Cult Radio”, “5BW Radio”, and even my own “Smoke Sessions”.

Sin City Wrestling has yet to be owned.

Until now.

It’s taken several months to get back this way but alas here I am poised to tackle whatever is coming my way, and low and behold if my challenge wasn’t answered by one of the very men that served my downfall the first go around.

Ben Jordan.

I won’t forget that bitter taste of defeat; nobody has taken it more personally than I have. The way I see it is I let Mac Bane down when I ate that fateful pinfall. Still, since then that’s been more than rectified when you look at what’s transpiring outside the SCW bubble and see that we are collectively owning a pair of gloves from Level Up… but this isn’t Level Up which means that I MUST rewrite history at the expense of any and everyone that crosses my path. My quest for redemption starts on ClimaxControl where I’m once again tasked for tag team action as I team with the very man that I will battle; it’s not the first or last time the words strange bedfellows have reared their face.

I don’t have any animosity toward you, Ben.

I was elated to see that you answered the call to dance with the devil under the pale moonlight, but that is then and this is now. The only thing I want or need from you is for you to show up and live up to your reputation as I shall do myself. You’re looked at in legendary form around these parts while I am looked at as an Icon across the entire business. There’s no reason why we can’t come together on this one night and make some goddamn noise.

What do you say, Ben?

Do you want to rearrange a few faces?

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SPLAT SOUND STAGE 2
The Assassin
8/16/22
7:45 AM

Featuring: Candice Wolf-Page and Mac Bane


It was early in the morning on Tuesday with shooting for Splat’s The Assassin which premiers on New Year’s Eve as the scene opens to find Chris in the kitchen of his trailer brewing a pot of coffee as he’s rolled out of bed just a few minutes prior. The smell of the Columbian beans brewing invades the air as it drifts down the small hallway toward the bedroom where Candice Wolf-Page is still knocked out.

God, I miss the days of sleeping until noonish.

The smell of the coffee brewing is enough to rouse Candice from her sleep unknown to Chris who opens a cupboard and retrieves two coffee cups. He begins to pour as Candice has now gotten out of bed and has put on a long shirt to cover her naked body as she comes out of the bedroom and down the hall toward the kitchen where she nearly runs into Page as he is bringing her a cup of joe.

CHRIS PAGE: Goddamn! Scared the shit outta me.

Chris states as he nearly spills the piping hot coffee all over himself. Candice merely takes the cup from Chris’s hand as she takes a seat at the kitchen table leaving Chris to retrieve his cup on the kitchen counter.

CHRIS PAGE: Good morning to you too.

Candice holds up the index finger on her right hand while taking her first sip from the mug before responding.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Now I can talk.

If you don’t know my wife one of the first things you’ll learn is communicating before she has a cup of coffee in the mornings is almost a death sentence all on its own.

CHRIS PAGE: Well good morning to you too.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Morning to me is noonish.

CHRIS PAGE: Good point.

Chris takes a seat across from Candice and takes a sip from his cup as well.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: What is on the agenda this week?

Candice asks.

CHRIS PAGE: Outside of shooting this flick for Splat? Just two appearances; one Friday with SCW, Uprising vs Knox, and one Monday for IIW.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Only three? Shocking.

My adventures across the wrestling world over the last year have brought not only my name but my reputation within the business to an all-time high. I knew when I took on this undertaking that it wasn’t going to be easy, that it was going to be a lot of work, and that if I played my cards right my name would be on the tips of the tongues of the masses throughout the profession.

I didn’t lie.

There isn’t ONE person in this business that commands the attention, that moves the needle more than Chris Page. It’s something that I busted my ass to achieve, and it’s something that I will continue to bust my ass to keep. Let’s be fair, I don’t have to try hard at this point, and while there’s a plethora of talents nipping at my heels I’ve run out of charity cases to give.

CHRIS PAGE: I know, I know… it’s not six.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: So it’s an improvement.

Candice responds.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Any particular reason you’re heading back to Sin City? I didn’t think you had a pleasant experience the first go around.

CHRIS PAGE: Losing is never pleasant but I can’t pass up the chance for redemption. Christian approached me with this opportunity that I couldn’t pass up. Not only do I have the chance to redeem myself, which I will, but I also have a chance to get in the green and not the red with back-to-back wins.

Let’s take a minute and discuss just who is standing across the ring from the unlikely duo of Ben and me. Kenny, I missed you at the Cup brother. How did it feel knowing that the only tournament match on my entire card that had to be pulled completely was yours and Betsy’s? It’s good to know you’ll show up for title opportunities versus agreeing to take part in a program and just not show up for it. How hard was it to get to Manhattan? You had issues, maybe I should have created a defunct Championship and you would have bothered to have met your contractual obligation.

Ah man, I’m just joshin’ ya.

Says more about you than it does anyone else that you didn’t bother to show up, but never in a million years did I expect to be able to exact a little revenge upon you myself so shortly after The Cup. I will say it’s good to see you getting out from underneath that UGWC rock as you are now set to tangle with SCW’s one-man wrecking crew that is known the world over as Mac Bane…  if I leave enough meat on the bone to quench his hunger.

CHRIS PAGE: It’s a two-shot deal, a tag match, and a singles match. I’m looking forward to doing it. I’m on a redemption tour with SCW. I’ve made no bones about it that coming up short the first go around bothered me more than it probably should have but that’s because I let down Mac Bane.

One of the many things I tell all my clients within CCPE when it comes to Chris Page is that I lead by example. The last thing that epitomizes that sentiment is stepping up to team with someone like Mac and not living up to the hype. I’ve since made that up to Mr. Bane elsewhere but THIS is his home. I often wondered if I’d find my way back here, and be able to not only come back but to be met with someone like Ben Jordan that was on the opposite side of the ring upon my first failure.

Talk about bringing things full circle, right?

If nothing it’s an opportunity, and that’s all I have ever asked for.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Are you in Reno? If so, I’ll come with.

Chris quietly sips from his mug glancing away from Candice to avoid eye contact.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Chris?

Chris closes his eyes while biting at his lower lip before responding with.

CHRIS PAGE: India.

Chris opens his eyes to see his lovely bride simply shaking her head.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: One day you’ll learn.

Let’s keep it real because I can’t begin to tell you how many times I’ve talked to Candice about slowing the fuck down. Over the last year or so I believe I’ve cemented myself as one of the greatest of all time on the schedule I cut alone. There aren’t many out there that will go from brand to brand as successful as I have been without changing my style to conform or my approach to each booking that has come my way.

This isn’t going to be any different.

I say that I’m dangerous enough when I just show up and lace my boots, but unlike the last go around I saw the error of my ways. I say that to say that fast forward I’m making this return with a chip on my shoulder makes me even more dangerous.

CHRIS PAGE: Is that your way of saying that you’re not wanting to come along? It could be fun.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: This is going to cost you.

Candice states with sarcasm exuding from her tone while she winks at Chris before taking a drink from her mug. There’s a knock heard coming from the trailer door catching Chris by surprise.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Who's that? You’re not due on set for another hour or so.

Chris walks around the island counter toward the front door where he peers through the peephole. He turns back around toward Candice as he states.

CHRIS PAGE: It’s Mac. I forgot I asked him to pop by.

Candice nods as she gets up from the kitchen table. She walks over to kiss Chris.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: I’ll be in the back.

Candice snags her mug of coffee and heads back down the hallway closing the bedroom door behind her. Chris turns back around and Mac knocks on the door a second time. Chris opens the door to see not only his client, his friend, and the current SCW World Heavyweight Champion… Mac Bane.




CHRIS PAGE: Mac!

Chris steps to the side welcoming Mac to come inside which he does as he steps up into the trailer on set.

MAC BANE: Chris.

Mac states as he enters and Chris closes the door behind him. Chris motions for Mac to take a seat in the living area on the loveseat. Mac obliged as he took his seat.

CHRIS PAGE: Do you want some coffee or anything?

MAC BANE: Nah man I’m good.

Chris nods as he takes his coffee mug off the kitchen counter where he takes a seat in a recliner next to the loveseat. He takes a drink of coffee before putting it on a side table next to the recliner itself.

CHRIS PAGE: You ready for tonight, brother?

Natural reference to the Multiplayer Tournament appearance for the two later on tonight.

MAC BANE: I’m always ready to rewrite a few wrongs.

Chris nods.

MAC BANE: But I’m pretty sure you didn’t ask me to come by to talk about Level Up.

CHRIS PAGE: You’d be correct.

I’m sure if anyone has seen the upcoming card for Climax Control then you know that Mac Bane is not only a member of CCPE, not only is he the current SCW World Champion, but he is also dawning the stripes to call this tag team special attraction. The speculation is already in the air about his relationship with me and Kenny. 

CHRIS PAGE: You know as well as I do part of what I want to talk to you about is Climax Control.

Mac settles into the loveseat knowing this conversation was coming, yet not knowing the context is the true mystery.

CHRIS PAGE: Before you jump to any conclusions, I wanted to take a few minutes to go ahead and squash this notion that you are going to be put in some sort of spot having to officiate between me and Ken.

The first thing I want to address with Mac being the referee is how wrong you would be if you think he’s going to show me any favoritism. Mac knows how important it is for me to come back to SCW and put some respect on my name after the last debacle.

CHRIS PAGE: The way I see it is when you are wearing those stripes you are the law and order in the squared circle. You won’t have to worry about me ignoring you or disrespecting the position that you’ve been placed in. I highly doubt Ken would ask for favors either, he’d want you to call it down the middle as well.

Safe to say we can squash any of that nonsense and let this rest between two teams that are going to take center stage to show the world exactly what we’re all made of. All four of us are in the same fucking boat; sure we know of each other, but have we ever teamed? In the case of Benski and me, the answer is no. He’s going to have to trust that I’m going to uphold my end of this deal just like I have to trust him to do the same.

I have no reasons to think Ben is going to sale me out because he strikes me as an honorable man.

CHRIS PAGE: If you have to count my shoulders to the mat… so be it.

Mac finally responds.

MAC BANE: Chris, I appreciate hearing that. I won’t sit here and say that it hasn’t crossed my mind when it comes to the both of you if there will be personal animosity either way. What I can do is look you in your eyes and tell you that I am going to call it down the middle and if anybody steps out of line I’m going to put them back in line.

That’s exactly what I wanted to hear. I don’t want there to be any excuses from Kenny or Goth when the smoke clears and the dust settles to see myself and Ben standing tall with our arms raised in victory. It’s going to suck for Ken because whatever momentum you’re building toward this showdown with Mac is going to come to a screeching halt.

MAC BANE: The good news is it’s all out in the open. You and I know where we stand.

CHRIS PAGE: I wouldn’t have it any other way.

Don’t think I’ve forgotten about you… Goth. You’re kinda a big deal, aren’t ya? For nearly fifteen-twenty years you’ve been busy building your legacy within our profession. I’ve watched you from a distance while carving my path knowing that it was a matter of time before our careers came to an intersecting point.

Guys like you and I are dying breeds, wouldn’t you say?

I’m not going to lie, my interest is piqued when it comes to you. I rarely come across another veteran that I haven’t drawn money with in some form or fashion. I’m thrilled that you are holding on to the Internet Championship; sounds like a lot of stock is put into you at the moment.

CHRIS PAGE: I know we’ve got a lot on our plates within CCPE. The sky is the limit with what we are going to accomplish.

MAC BANE: Goddamn right.

There’s another series of loud knocking heard from the front door taking the attention of both Chris and Mac.

“Chris! They’re ready for you on set!”

Chris responds with an elevated tone.

CHRIS PAGE: JUST A MINUTE!

Chris shifts his attention back toward Mac.

CHRIS PAGE: Listen, this is going to be fine. Did you want to meet me and take the jet to the show tonight in Detroit?

MAC BANE: Of course.

Chris and Mac each stand up and start walking toward the trailer door when they are knocked down by the smell of some dank weed coming from behind the closed door to the bedroom. Mac glances at Chris.

CHRIS PAGE: Candice.

Mac then shouts toward the back.

MAC BANE: BYE CANDICE!

Candice responds with some heavy coughing.

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: Bye Mac!

CHRIS PAGE: LOVE YA BABE!

CANDICE WOLF-PAGE: LOVE YOU TOO!

Chris turns his attention toward the front door of the trailer. He opens the door to see a production assistant who starts coughing as his nasal passage is infiltrated by some good reefer.

“Smells good.”

Chris is the first out of the trailer as he responds.

CHRIS PAGE: Tastes better.

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I’ve made it clear why I accepted the invitation from Christian, and while I’ve had a little bit of fun at the expense of my counterparts but it doesn’t take away from the level of respect I have for not only Ben but for Ken and Goth alike. All of us have a reputation to uphold and all of us are going to be looking for that one moment to score that fateful fall which will mean something different for us all. In the case of Ken, a win here solidifies why he is going to be challenging for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship, for Goth it would mean that his legendary status is still in check, for Ben it serves as a momentum boost as we head into arguably one of the biggest special attractions in recent SCW memory.

… but what about me?

I’m the ultimate wild card within any given situation because I am not cut from the same cloth as my teammate as well as my opponent.

What I’m not going to do is sit here and pretend that I don’t need this. Of the three of us, I think it’s safe to say that I probably need it the most. It’s okay to call a spade a spade because in this instance it’s true. My only other in-ring appearance here didn’t end the way I would have liked. This is the only way to rewrite my Sin City history, and I’ll be damned if I’m not going to show up and deliver in spades.

Goth, of the two of you it’s safe to say you’re my mark.

What better way to make a louder statement than to put away one of the men that carry a grand slam resume? You are no doubt a pillar of SCW, a man that has made the rounds over the years with longevity to match, you’re an unsung hero of the sport with your lineage that might be on the downward trajectory of your career while my stock continues to rise to heights not even I thought was possible at the ripe age of fifty-two years old. I’ve been able to adapt in ways that many people never would have thought of. Not only am I still a force inside the ring, but I’ve also got the world's premiere talent agency with CCPE, I have four podcasts that are all highly successful Smoke Sessions, Down the Rabbit Hole, Cult Radio, and 5BW Radio. I say all of that to say that I’ve not allowed myself to get complacent within my place in the business… I’ve elected to take the business by the skull and fuck it repeatedly.

When I saw your name on the card opposite mine it brought this one-off to a completely different level.

No disrespect to Ken, because he’s a hell of a hand but he doesn’t have the legacy behind him that you do. This is going to mark the first time in our storied careers that our paths will intersect. What you’re going to find out firsthand rests with how you are about to find out exactly why I am the face of professional wrestling.

Speaking of Kenny, how’s life in the UGWC treating you? I wouldn’t know, anyplace that contracts a clown who isn’t welcomed in ninety percent of the organizations on the market; for a good goddamn reason, is enough for me not to want to have any part of that company. I have a had time respecting that even some of my talents compete under that umbrella, but I respect the hell out of you for spreading your wings and leaving that nest even if you’re unreliable when it comes to my shows. What’s fucking crazy when it comes to our history is that it dates back to the Denzel Porter Invitational, right? Mac was leading a team of four into a battle against the XWF, last minute someone drops out and can’t make it. Who stepped in? Who stepped up after going sixty minutes the night before with what many consider the Goat while having what many consider the match of the year? That’s a right cupcake, it was Chris Page.

I showed up then and I’m showing up now.

This time we stand on the opposite side of the ring where we’re each fighting for something that we consider important for completely different reasons. I know the masses are going to want to put Mac in that “what does he do” spot being the referee, I’ve already established that I’ll respect Mac when he has the stripes on… I’d hope you do the same even if it means by his hand your dreams come to a crashing halt. Ken, I have no doubts that you will bring your shit… but I question if it’s going to be good enough, not just for this attraction but for your showdown for the World Title. You aren’t going to have to worry about me any further than Climax Control, because while I’ll have the best seat in the house come to the Pay-Per-View I won’t be getting involved in those affairs because I want to watch Mac successful retain the title with a definitive win as he continues to carry this company on his back throughout 2022.

Both of you boys know the deal.

Neither of you is a rookie.

It’s not your first rodeo.

But it is together.

The same can be said for myself and Ben. We’re going to have to trust each other to handle business. The good news for our side of the equation is I don’t have to worry about if Ben is going to carry his weight, and he sure as shit doesn’t have to worry about if I’m going to hold up mine. I’ll be the first to admit that I’ve got a lot on my plate coming off Level Up, rolling through Climax Control on Friday, and moving on to Matt Knox on Saturday before defending my IIW Tag Titles on Monday, working on three supershows with their promotors, and shooting a feature Splat film in between Just because I’m a busy guy don’t let that fool you. Don’t think for one second I don’t hold this appearance in more high regard because THIS is the ONLY appearance I have anything to prove. It serves as all the motivation I need to take that long flight to India, lace my boots, walk that aisle, and live up to the saying which is simply to outwork the world.

I happen to do that in spades.

When it comes to Mac dawning the stripes it adds layer to the mix. Will he count my shoulders? Will he count Ken’s? Will he be fair and impartial? All the questions on if he’s going to be a factor can be silenced. Mac will call it down the middle just as any official should. Mac doesn’t have to do shit but call for the bell, make the count, and raise the arms of Page and Jordan when the smoke clears and the dust settles. We don’t need him to do anything but call it down the middle. Our skills alone are more than enough to carry us to victory.

Yes, Mac is CCPE through and through.

Yes, Mac and I are teaming elsewhere.

Am I’m going to be pissed if my past haunts me and he has to count down my shoulders? Why would I get mad when he is doing his job? More importantly why would anyone else?

When push comes to shove there’s one direction I’m going…

Up.

It doesn’t matter how you slice this piece of the pie the fans of Sin City Wrestling are guaranteed one hell of an attraction with four rockstars that are going to be looking to steal the goddamn show. This is the moment I’ve been waiting for for months. The invitation was extended, and it has been accepted. Our roads all intersect in India, the only question that’s left to answer is who is leaving with the win versus who is leaving with the loss. I don’t have a magic 8-ball that’s going to tell me what’s going to happen, what I do have is the focus and the drive to show up and show the world exactly why I am simply better than you.