[As our scene opens, we find Mercedes Vargas lounging in the living room of her residence. The television serves as background noise as she is seen lying on the couch listening to a voice on the other end of her cellphone.]

.::MERCEDES::..
Can you believe it? It's been, what, four months, give or take, since I last won a match...It's a good thing I keep myself busy, otherwise I would be on the verge of boredom-induced coma.

[Mercedes reaches for the remote displayed on a coffee table.]

.::MERCEDES::..
No, sos te equivocas, y lo sabés! (You’re wrong, and you know it, too!) I don't plan on losing it anytime soon. Besides, there isn't a single girl on that roster that is on my caliber.

[The door buzzer sounds and she looks up at the intercom.]

.::MERCEDES::..
I'll call you back. Yeah, bye.

[Mercedes ends the call, placing her cellphone on the coffee table. Looking across at her trophy cause causes her to sigh heavily. The thoughts of her most recent title match last week came flooding back in her mind. She planned on walking out of Climax Control with the Bombshell Roulette Championship, but once again had nothing to show for it. At this rate, she could be challenged by just about anyone on the Bombshell roster and it wouldn't have made a difference. Tempest got the best of her. Again.

The door buzzer sounds again, interrupting her thoughts. She puts the replica Bombshell Internet championship back on the table and gets up to answer the intercom.]

MERCEDES::..
Yes? Who is it?

.::DELIVERY DRIVER::..
Delivery for a Mercedes Vargas?

[Mercedes looks confused.]

.::MERCEDES::..
I don't recall sending for any package. You sure you got the right address?

[The delivery person recants the address. The package did match the address.]

.::DELIVERY DRIVER::..
As sure as today is Sunday.

[Mercedes grabs her keys and heads out the door.]

TWO HOURS LATER

“Coming through! Move it or lose it!”

[Mercedes stood with her hands planted at her side watching a moving crew barges through her residence.]

.::MERCEDES::..
Um, can someone explain to me what's going on here?

[One of the movers, pulling a trolley, wipes a gloved hand across his forehead and glanced back at her. He had a heavy New York accent.]

.::MOVER:..
Oh, today is your lucky day, miss. You know how hard it is to get a flat screen up three flights of stairs?

.::MERCEDES::..
No, I can't really say.

Carmen enters the apartment, seeing her cousin. She looks around at the activity, confused as well.

.::MERCEDES::..
Did you have something to do with this?

.:: CARMEN::..
Your guess is as good as mine.


Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 10 al 17 de marzo de 2024

So close, yet so far. Story of my life, I guess. Despite the accolades and the championships and the recognition I've built over the years, it's really starting to take it's toll. An endless cycle of plane trips, hotels, bus rides, the matches themselves...

Maybe I have reached that moment of clarity.

I've been coasting for so long, that I haven't realized that my life had been on autopilot. I've been in this quicksand for so long that the harder I try to fight against it, the deeper it pulls me in, and when I'm looking for something to hold on to - there's nothing to hold on to. Don't mistake this as a sob story, I'm not looking for pity. It's through adversity where you find strength. I'd rather take the road less traveled than the easy way out.

That Bombshell Internet Championship was as good as mine, but Tempest seemingly had other plans, and that other plan was Seleana Zdunich. She took the pinfall, so you can imagine how last week made me feel.

Why am I competing away on Climax Control for the second consecutive weekend? I don't know, I'm not sure, and quite frankly, I don't care. And where I am on the card this weekend is so beneath me. Insulting. A waste of my time and a slap to my face.  I'm not an opening match, I'm certainly not mid-card. I should be seen and not heard. I belong in main events and challenging for championships. But you know what? I'm all but accommodating. I'm going to be the consummate professional only because yours truly gets to face a newcomer to SCW in just her second match.

I don't always face newcomers in SCW, but when I do, it's usually because they're looking to make a statement. Well, credit where it's due, Erika Moore won her debut two weeks ago, albeit against another newcomer, but let's take away her shine. I'm willing to bet the instant our match became official, Erika told all her friends on Twitter and on message boards about her grand victory, and they should be proud of her. It's a great day in Chattanooga, Tennessee. Population: 181,099. (I bet she was prouder that her college team made the NCAA women's basketball tournament).

Now, I know what she's thinking. 'Oh, Mercedes is going to kill me this coming Sunday! What am I going to do? She's going to outclass, outperform, and outsmart me.' Erika's feeling a little intimidated right now, but she shouldn't sweat it. It's perfectly normal. I'm going to give Erika the benefit of the doubt. SCW is looking for the next bright young stars of tomorrow such as Erika Moore and Taylor Sweet to lead them into the future. And I know that day by day she's preparing herself for the match at hand, and she should. We're going to see if she's up for the challenge. We're going to find out a lot of things come Climax Control. This Sunday, she's not swimming with guppies, she's swimming with sharks. Call this her, oh I don't know, trial by fire.

Unlike the training she's got at wrestling school, I'm not going to coddle her, I'm not going to kiss her boo-boo and make it all better, and I most certainly WON'T handle her with kid gloves. Once that bell rings, the gloves come off.

In this company, I've seen a few Bombshells come and go. Most haven't even make it out of their first month. Sadly, more don't even make it after their first match. And knowing that Erika was trained by, let's hope, a good wrestling school, I hope that's not going to be the case with her. No matter what happens, I want her going into Climax Control this weekend at her best. I want her to push yourself harder than she's ever pushed herself before because she's going to need a little bit of luck and a whole lot of talent if she has any plans of walking out with her hand raised and a little bit of momentum on your side ahead of Blaze of Glory. Hopefully, this weekend will be better. If the trip to Stanford, California won’t make it worthwhile, I’m sure my next opponent will. Then again, I've been wrong before.

Except when I'm not.

Congratulations, Erika, you've made the big time. Now here's your chance to take the next step in your career.

You get one shot. Better make it count.


New day, new week, same story. Or maybe I'm living my own Groundhog Day."

[Mercedes is behind the wheel of her convertible, the orange glow reflecting off the side view mirror. She turns down the radio.]

.::MERCEDES::..
You know, while I love quiet time, I'm not much of the silent type. At least say something.

.::CARMEN::..
Sorry, Merce. Let me fill out these last few questions....and done.

[Carmen shuffles paperwork, pins them together with a paperclip, and stores them away in a briefcase.]

.::CARMEN::..
Now, to answer your questions before you think I was ignoring you: Yes; No; UCLA should have won the NCAA Tournament; Probably; UCONN is overrated; I did file my taxes before April 15; I went to church on Easter Sunday; the message wasn't that great; and no, you're life isn't a retelling of Groundhog Day. Truman Show, definitely.

.::MERCEDES::..
Wow. You got all that? I'm impressed. I guess what they say is true.

.::CARMEN::..
What's that?

.::MERCEDES::..
The more things change, the more they stay the same?

.::CARMEN::..
So how was your week?

.::MERCEDES::..
My week?

.::CARMEN::..
Yeah, “Hell Week”. That's what you keep calling it.

.::MERCEDES::..
Right, “hell week.” Well, it certainly was hellish.

.::CARMEN::..
I think we got that part down. Come on, how was it?

.::MERCEDES::..
Nothing this weekend warrior wants to talk about, let's leave it at that.

.::CARMEN::..
It couldn't have been that bad, could it?

.::MERCEDES::..
You try having five matches in six nights, trying to avoid malaria in the Ivory Coast, then having to go to San Antonio and Las Vegas on top of that and see where that gets you.

[While Carmen would not readily admit she was a fan of new wave, there were some scant music choices on thecdial. Blondie, Van Halen, Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young. Carmen reaches for the radio and turns the nob to a rock station as the DJ gives the weather report.]

.::MERCEDES::..
You know, I'm beginning to think this was a bad idea.

.::CARMEN::..
What?

.::MERCEDES::..
I can't believe you talked me into this. I must have been out of my mind.

.::CARMEN::..
You're telling me this after two days on the road and crossing 9 states?

.::MERCEDES::..
Ten states, but who's counting. Did you hear the forecast? An extreme heatwave is across the country, and we had to go through it.

.::CARMEN::..
Well, if you can't stand the heat...

[Mercedes slows down to a crawl, turns down the radio, stop talking and pulls over on the wide shoulder of a deserted road.]

.::CARMEN::..
What's going on?

[She tosses the keys to Carmen.]

.::MERCEDES::..
Drive.

[REC•]

[The scene opens with a birds-eye view of unpaved road somewhere in Bronson Canyon in Los Angeles, California with nary a cloud in the sky. The camera pans across an expanse of clay, inhibited mostly by scorpions, lizards, and tarantulas. At last, through the shimmering heat, a long figure appears. The clip-clop of horse hooves across the dusty trails of a paltry California afternoon. The camera pans up to the rider. Dressed in a simple Reba Wool cowboy hat, blue jeans and a colorful top, Mercedes Vargas sits deep in the saddle and applies pressure with the reins as she comes to a stop. She is standing at the mouth of Bronson Cave, the tunnel entrance best known as the mouth of the Batcave from the 1960s Batman TV series.]

“Well…that was unexpected.”

[She continues on a trail and nearly tramples on a rattlesnake underfoot. When Mercedes reaches out her hand towards the long limbless reptile, it flattens its head and body, vibrating its tail and hissing at her as she slowly doubles back.]

“Okay. That was too close. Never know who you'll run across in these parts. And you know, the same can be said for my match this weekend.'

[Mercedes watches her surprise visitor as it finds shelter among some rocks a few feet away. Mercedes dismounts. With a nervous laugh, she wipes a hand across her forehead and moves on.]

"We're a lot different, Erika Moore, a lot more than you know. I mean, you're from America, I'm from Argentina. You're a country girl at heart with an even bigger heart of gold, I'm very animated at times, but I'm working on overcoming that. You like country music. I usually go for Spanish music. I could go on."

[Mercedes shoulders her backpack and replaces her canteen in its pouch before looking back at the camera.]

"You're still a novice who has yet to know whst winning a championship is like, while I am a multi-time women's champion, which isn't my first rodeo.

"It's a joke.

"Oh, come on, anyone could have seen that one a mile away!"

[Mercedes stops for a moment, taking off her backpack and sets it down on the ground. She takes a sip of water from her canteen to keep herself hydrated from the extreme heat.]

"I'm going to apologize to you, Erika, because no one deserves this, especially you. So, if I hit a little harder than I use to, I hope you can forgive me. If I happen to be more vicious than usual, I hope you can forgive me. There's a good chance you probably won't, but that's okay, too. I'm willing to accept it."

[Her eyes doesn’t meet the camera as she looks down, smiles to herself, then looks up again, her tone needing time to catch to her emotions.]

"I've suffered a lot of defeats, but I keep coming back for more. I know that I haven't been winning lately, but that's what makes this match so important. You get the opportunity to see if you have what it takes to beat a established veteran in SCW. I hope you'll remember to bring your ring gear and bring your A-game. Anything less and I'll make sure this match ends quick so you can make it to bed by ten. Care to prove me wrong?"

[She opens her arms wide in defiance.]

“Erika, I hope you’re ready…because I sure will be. Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. And may the odds be ever in your favor. See you Sunday.”

***FADE***

It's been one week since the second show of 2024 in SCW. Mercedes is at her cousin's Los Angeles home sitting on the couch and watching television. Carmen has just ended a phone call.

..::CARMEN::..
How did your match go?

.::MERCEDES::..
It was super. I had a title match last week, and I was on fire. I was hitting moves left and right and pulling off feats never seen before. The language barrier was brutal, but, in the end, I stood among my vanquished foes, claiming my victory with a warcry. Ayiyiiyiyiyiyi.

..::CARMEN::..
Lost again, huh?

[Mercedes sighs and hangs her head.]

.::MERCEDES::..
What gave it away? The inflection in my voice, the biting sarcasm, or the overdramatic monologue?

..::CARMEN::..
You can't win them all, Merce.

.::MERCEDES::..
But I try to win most of them. I don't like losing, you know that. I'm a winner. Always has been, always will be. And just because I haven't held a title in a while doesn't change that.

[She stops in mid-sentence, the image of having to relive her string losses still pains her, especially most recently, a title match on national television just made last week intolerable].

..::CARMEN::..
Sometimes, it's not always about winning.

.::MERCEDES::..
Did you think I decided to do this just for fun or collect a paycheck? I don't think so. I didn't spend five years in this business in order to lose. There's a difference between being taken seriously and being viewed as another one of the girls who is only good for rolling around in the ring.

..::CARMEN::..
You say that like it's a bad thing.

.::MERCEDES::..
It IS a bad thing.

..::CARMEN::..
Are you THAT bored?

.::MERCEDES::..
Bored, you say? Hmm, that's a toughie. Yessiree, that's a good one. Gee, let me think it over...

..::CARMEN::..
Ladies and gentlemen, Captain Obvious.

.::MERCEDES::..
I try, I try...


Present Day ♦ S A N T A M O N I C A, C A L I F O R N I A

[REC•]

[Our scene fades into a bar as we hear Mercedes Vargas speaking in voiceover.]

"Quite a lively crowd we got tonight."

[We find Mercedes sat by herself at the counter, her head underneath a simple Reba Wool cowboy hat, blue jeans and a tank top.]

"Sightseeing isn't why I'll be in Greeley, Colorado this weekend, though. Far from it. That's not what’s got me upset right now. It's a two-for-one kind of deal on what has me riled up. I noticed that I was scheduled for a match for the second week in a row. I think it’s a good thing, gives you time to pause and reflect. It gives you time to think long and hard after yet another defeat, like what happened to me last week."

[Mercedes offers what she believed to be a sincere smile, thought it's more than likely, well, a 99.9 percent chance that no one would buy it. Nonetheless, there was other matters to discuss.]

"Now I can understand why Georgie Robertson will be upset after she, too, lost just two weeks ago, but let's be honest here, Bella Madison was too good not to lose. Poor Georgie was simply at the wrong place, at the wrong time, so it didn't surprise me why you she came out with the loss. That being said, this weekend, it's Georgie and I. I'm not sure how I really feel about that, but I'm slowly coming along to liking this matchup. I can promise you that our match will be anything but boring. In fact, I expect to have the time of my life."

[Mercedes turns to the bartender on duty as she gets his attention. She articulates using her hands and a few gestures as his slight nod assured her that the message got across.]

"Of course, I can't say the same for Georgie. I mean, really, was that supposed to be the best the reigning Bombshell Golden Briefcase winner can do? Was she really trying out there? Because if she was, then sorry, but this just didn't do it for me. That she had an okay first year in SCW was a given, but there was no excuse for last year. That Georgie has been in SCW for, what, over two years since her debut is amazing. That she has the Golden Briefcase after only being in a handful of matches is the real source of amusement."

[Mercedes pauses as she turns to the counter where a Manhattan ice tea is set before her. She takes it up and takes a sip of it as she faces the camera.]

"Do I care that I came up short in my title match for the Bombshell Championship? Maybe. If Georgie is the best Ive got after that, then I’ve already won."

[She smiles.]

"You know, Georgie, I’m glad SCW sees so much in you, which is why it will bring me so much pleasure of I embarrass you Sunday night. Because no matter how you speak it, British, Spanish, English, Spanglish, there isn’t going to be much of a language barrier as to the outcome, it’s all universal, mamita – you will fall to me and will lose.

I never want to leave here without offering some sage advice, and with that said, here's some advice from yours truly: Get over yourself, Georgie. You haven't exactly set the River Thames on fire, you don't intimidate me, and even on your worst day, you don't intimidate me. So, if I were you, I wouldn't worry about your loss to Bella Madison, I'd worry about what you're up against this weekend.

“But something tells me you won't listen to me, and that's OK, that's fine. My voice will fade, my scars will heal, and time will move on. So, sit back, relax, and get your Kleenex ready. This won't end well for you. You're going to be crying once I'm through with you Sunday night at Climax Control.

“Consider this as another gift to top with a big red bow, courtesy of the Argentine Assassin".

[Mercedes places her hands at her side as a wide grin appears.]

"New year, same me. Now, if you'll excuse me, I think I'll be getting my dance on."

[Mercedes makes her way to the dance floor where people line up for square dancing. She skips to a male partner who flies in and they hook arm in arm before he twirls her around, and she finds herself with a new dance partner before the scene cuts to the outside of the bar and our scene fades.]

[Sitting outside on the veranda of a cafe, Mercedes Vargas hides behind a newspaper. She lowers it to reveal her wearing a sunhat to cover her hair. Across from her is Janet the Makeup Lady, a glass still half full of pina colada in her hand.]

Mercedes: It's no use trying to hide my shame. If I had to do this, it had to on my own, just not now.

Janet the Makeup Lady: I think it's a new look for you, get to see how the other half lives. Now, come on, Merce, take off the hat.

[Janet goes to remove the hat, but I swat her hand away and give her a murderous look.]

Mercedes: I'm not going to tell you again. Quit it, or you're going home with one less hand tonight.

Janet the Makeup Lady: It can't be that bad.

Mercedes: I'm too angry right now to go into details at the moment, but that match with Harper should have been mine.

Janet the Makeup Lady: EVERYONE is talking about it. Harper didn't deserve that, if you asked me. She can't seem to catch a break.

Mercedes: Really, Janet. I thought you had my bsck. Just when you know who your friends are.

Janet the Makeup Lady: And what about Jessie talking smack about you?

Mercedes: It's Jessie Salco. When was the last time anyone took anything she said at face value? If I were her, I'd stay retired.

Janet the Makeup Lady: You realize Harper wants to face you at December 2 Dismember? It seems she don't like you. At all.

Mercedes: That hasn't changed.

Janet the Makeup Lady: It's like you and Jessie all over again. Aren't you two ever going to get along? Life is too short to be holding grudges.

Mercedes: Were you watching the same show? You saw what she did to me earlier when Jessie got in my face. Harper got her payback. I got mine. So we're even.

Janet the Makeup Lady: Even though you lost to Harper two weeks ago? I think it's time you let this go, Mercedes. It's not healthy.

Mercedes: What would you know about healthy? Anyway, I got Julianna DiMaria to worry about.

Janet the Makeup Lady: Aren't you excited?

Mercedes: About challenging for the Bombshell Championship again? Yeah. I can't decide between my first go or my 22nd. Seriously, I've been ready and everything.

Janet the Makeup Lady: How good are you?

Mercedes: I don't know, I'm not sure. But it's going to be fun to find out.

[Fade.]

Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 19 al 26 de noviembre de 2023

So not everything has gone according to plan in 2023. Once again I've lost more matches than I won. I've come up short in a few number one contender matches. At least three times have slipped through my fingers. Getting winds on Control or pay-per-view is another story entirely. The last time I won on Climax Control, I beat Selena Zdunich. That was back in mid-July.

But Thanksgiving is upon us, and it's usually a time to be grateful. I have a lot to be grateful for. When you're a two-time Hall of Famer, how can you not. No matter how much I want to avoid it, time happens to everyone. Yes, even a international superstar like me. I've been in SCW for ten years now and despite what I've accomplished in my career, I've had to weather the storm, rolled through the punches, and watched the endless conga line of girls walk through this company with some not even lasting barely a month. It's a sad reality, but I never let it be my reality.

Something to be grateful for.

Harper Mason should be the most grateful these past few weeks. She got not one, but two wins in back-to-back weeks because of me, and the only reason why she didn't spend the night lying in ICU in some dingy hospital somewhere in Flagstaff, Arizona is by the grace of God and because I'm a nice person. I don't know what her idiot cousin has been telling her, because like the movie Groundhog Day, Harper keeps living the same outcome over and over again. I guess that's life when you're related to Jessie Salco.

Anyway... When I glanced at this weekend's card, I was shocked to find my name in the main event – wait, is that a frown on your face or are you happy to see me? - because there's a lot of girls on the roster who would have killed to be challenging for the Bombshell Championship. A match with one of the upstart talents in the division is an opportunity anyone would and should take. But, hey, I'm not complaining. Depending on who you ask, either I just got lucky or the short end of the straw. A lot of people are probably wondering how I got this match, that I don't belong in this match, and even if by some miracle of miracles I end up having my hand raised, that I don't deserve a title, but you know something? I don't book the matches, so I can't say it's my problem.

I couldn't pass this up, and it's not because my opponent is coming off her first successful defense or that I wasn't successful in my last match outing, but because there needs to be closure, don't you think? Let's face it, save for maybe Courtney, very few woman has been able to give Julianna that challenge in 2023. Week after week, she ended up disappointed after each victory, and every week the fans were left wondering who would end her reign.

I know what I'm in for at Climax Control, another tough match with one of the future stars of the Bombshells division and while we have never met before, Julianna knows I'm going to push her to the limit so I expect this match to be more of a heavyweight fight. I don't have a problem where our match is placed on the card - I just want to be the one who ends Julianna's streak. Honestly, I'm was in no hurry for another title match, but I'm going to make Julianna work to protect her reign.

Julianna has had quite the few months. Being unpinned for five months-plus is impressive – no where near to my 14-month record – but impressive nonetheless, and Courtney was her only real threat. I get the feeling that I won't be the favorite in our match, but that's alright, that's okay. I've gotten used to the underdog label by now, and I've managed to open a few eyes and drop a few jaws along the way. It's what I do. I'm not called “Big Match Mercy” for no reason.

Some people feel I don't deserve to be in this title match to begin with, others see me as a warmup for Julianna before December 2 Dismember and some say I should be desperate ahead of our match because of my history in previous world title matches. I say a world championship reign is long overdue. I've got the ability, I've got the talent and I've got the drive. It's up to me to put it all together and end the night with my hand raised in victory.

There will be those who criticize my career. There will be those who question if I'm ready to be the hood ornament of the women's division again. There will be those who doubt how long I'll stay at the top. And then there will be me ready to prove them wrong.

Like I said, it's Thanksgiving Week, and I have a lot to be thankful for, but come Sunday, you will be thanking me.


"Blessed are the merciful,
    for they will be shown mercy.

"Blessed are the pure in heart,
    for they will see God."

[Clock ticking. A sewn-in black satin ribbon page marks an opened red-letter bible. A candle burning next to it. Father McCarthy, a bespeckled man who took his devotion serious than anyone had a right to be, recites a passage of Scripture.]

Father McCarthy: Blessed are those who are persecuted because of righteousness,
    for theirs is the kingdom of hea --

[A proud, pouty tone causes the middle-aged clergyman to look up, annoyed, from the text.]

Mercedes: Father, I need a favor.

Father McCarthy: Yes, my child, what is now?

Mercedes: I have a friend of a friend who knows a friend who is getting married and they need someone to officiate the wedding. Luckily for me, I have the best person for the job.

[The priest sighs while shaking his head.]

Father McCarthy: I'm sorry, Mercedes, but I can't. You'll have to find someone else, I'm afraid.

Mercedes: But why not? You've been doing this for years. Aren't you supposed to be doing the Lord's work?

Father McCarthy: No, I think I would be just doing your work. Besides, I'm stepping away from ordaining weddings and for a good reason.

Mercedes: It can't be that bad.

Father McCarthy: Want to bet?

[FLASHBACK. Texas. Inside a quaint chapel. Father McCarthy dressed in regal attire. He leads the bride and groom in exchanging wedding vows.]

GROOM: Ooh, my little pretty one, my pretty one.
When you gonna give me some time, Sharona?
Ooh, you make my motor run, my motor run.
Got it comin' off of the line, Sharona. Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind. I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind. My, my, my, ay, ah, wooh! M-m-m-my Sharona.

[Father McCarthy gives a bristled response as he turns to the bride.]

Father McCarthy: Now for the bride.

Bride: Um, wow. How can I top The Knacks?

[Flustered, the bride turns to Father McCarthy, who urges her on to continue.]

Bride: Dear Bradley, I promise to be your co-pilot, your navigator, to take you in sickness and in health, regardless of the dangerous stuff I put you through.

Father McCarthy: Wonderful. And at this time, if there is anyone who cannot see why these two should not be in holy matrimony, speak now or forever hold your peace.

[The camera pans to the crowd, most of which has their hand raised. Father McCarthy points at one woman in the front row.]

Father McCarthy: Yes, we'll start with you.

Woman: Uh, hi. My name is Tabitha, I'm the bride's roommate. Sharona, you barely know this man. You just met him in the IHop commercial. You two have no compatibility and you yell at each other at most things. Don't make this mistake.

The bride and groom say their peace.

Bride: Tabby, there's nothing wrong with IHOP. Stop being so jelly belly.

Groom: Tabitha, think of it this way. You're not losing a roommate, you're gaining a roommate.

Father McCarthy: Yes, we'll take the woman to the right.

Woman #2: Yes, Ethan. It's your wife, Lola. L-O-L-A. Lola. Real quick, why are you throwing our marriage away? Think of the children.

Groom: Your concerns are noted. Also, the alimony and child support says you have nothing to worry about.

Father McCarthy: There seems to be a line forming in the aisle. Settle down, we'll try to get all of you. Okay, sir in the rather loud suit.

Man: Yes, I'm the father of the bride. I just to say this. Sharona, why are you with this man? Your mother and I didn't approve of this.

Bride: Daddy, don't you DARE ruin this for me!.

Man: Don't say I didn't warn you.

Father McCarthy: Yes, to the gentleman wearing the headset.

Man #2: Ethan, it's Coach Adams. We won the state championship two years in a row. You know you have one more year of eligibility to join the team. What do you say to a three-peat?

Groom: Well, gee, Coach. I don't know how to say this any more clear: Yeah, no. No. Absolutely not. There's no chance. It's gonna be a no from me. A hard no. Definite no. And, uh, how do I say, HELL NO!

Father McCarthy: Well, then. I, too, would like to add my objective. By the power vested in me by the Church, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may now seal your vows with a kiss.

[END FLASHBACK]

Mercedes: Oh, you poor thing.

Father McCarthy: I knew I should have taken up acting when I had the chance!

[***Fade***]


Present Day ♦ S A N T A M O N I C A, C A L I F O R N I A

[REC•]

[The scene opens up as we see the hands and partial arms of someone struggling with a tripod. After a few minutes, the person steps back, reaching out to adjust the device before looking back at the camera with a sidelong glance. Mercedes Vargas waves back at us. The Argentine is at the Third Street Promenade in Santa Monica, California. In the background is the entrance to Frank Gehry's Santa Monica Place.]

"You know, Jessie,, after Crystal Caldwell took her retirement from Sin City Wrestling all those months ago, I thought for sure you would be following her out the door. You lost your match at Violent Conduct, you lost the Bombshell Roulette Championship. I thought we would never hear or see your face again. But as it turns out, you're still here, plugging along, keeping your head above water in SCW and that's something to be admired. Now you took your cousin under your wing and you've found your voice. On Twitter, you're claiming about injustice being served because poor little Harper has become a punching bag lately. It's just too bad that the last two weeks haven't been memorable, despite the cheap wins she's gotten the past two weeks, but I digress. What I find comical, even hilarious, is the fact that your cousin wants a match with me. Thing is, Jessie, for as long as we’ve been in SCW together and the fact that we've had lengthy careers, I thought you of all people were smarter than this.

"Harper challenged me to a match at December 2 Dismember. She wants my answer? She will have my answer the same time you and the world will - this weekend at Climax Control 379.

"But, see, my attention won't be solely focused on Harper. Because that same weekend, though, I have more important matters worth my time and attention: Julianna DiMaria and the Bombshell Championship. A championship that's been eluding me for awhile now and it's certainly something I'm not readily to admit nor am I happy about."

[Mercedes remains calm, eyes steady on the camera lens. Clearly the shame and embarrassment of the outcome of the tag match two weeks ago hasn't sat well with her. With a heavy sigh, she looks up again, shaking her head.]

"These past few weeks, months, years only serve as setbacks to setup my comeback. I've had my ups and down, successes and failures, but I never let failure get the last word. I plan on walking out of Climax Control as a winner, because that's what I am. No excuses, no exceptions."

[Mercedes looks back at the panoramic view of the Los Angeles skyline before looking back at the camera.]

"I've been called many things. Some of them were nice, others not so much. Depending on who you ask, some call me determined. Most called me obsessed. And then there are those who tend to look at me as being past my prime, including Julianna, and that's fine. If she thinks I'm washed up, that I'm past my prime, I'll be more than happy to prove her wrong and take back my mantle. And if it means going through the new flavor of the week who hasn't tasted a defeat for a over a few months, well, guess who's about to end up on my checklist?

"I've perservered through all kinds of matches and opponents, injuries and setbacks, and the stigma that followed me when I was a member of one of the most infamous stables in the company. It's any wonder why I'm still here after that episode. Disrespect, I can live with. But as for you? For you, Julianna, it's another story. It doesn't matter if I speak to you in English, Spanish, or a mixture of both, it's all universal: You're only getting started.
Oh, sure, you're on en fuego right now. You're stacking up wins right now, taking everyone's best shot."

[She holds a finger in a wait-a-minute gesture.]

"There is just one problem. Every opponent is different, and no week is ever the same. You know the pressure is getting to you. It's why you get me this weekend before the next pay-per-view. Will you still make the card? Probably. Will you still be champion by then? That's what we're going to find out.

"I bet the view looks nice up there, sitting in that ivory tower. What you seem to forget is all it takes is one loss and everything collapses. Come Sunday, I'm going to be the force of nature that's going to cause that tower to crumble.

"Jenga!

"And, when that happens, mamita, the world will be forced to witness everything you worked for disappear just...like...that."

[Mercedes snaps her fingers to underscore each word.]

"There will be those who criticize my career. There will be those who question if I'm ready to be the hood ornament of the women's division again. There will be those who doubt how long I'll stay at the top. And then there will be me ready to prove them wrong."

[Looking deadset into the camera lens, her voice drops to a whisper though her words hold conviction behind them. She pauses, mostly for dramatic effect.]

"Estar preparado para lo peor, esperar lo mejor."
"Prepare for the worst, hope for the best."

[Mercedes stares menacing into the camera. She lowers her voice, barely a whisper.]

"Y que la suerte está siempre en su favor."
"And may the odds be ever in your favor."

[With that, Mercedes walks off, but the camera stays on the picturesque view of the boardwalk as our scene fades.]

Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 6 de 13 de agosto de 2023

Violent Conduct is two weeks away. The Queen for a Day participants have been decided. Zoey Lukas, Tempest, Kim Pain, and me. Neither of us got here by accident, we weren't simply just waiting for a handout. Every Bombshell here earned her way into this match, believe it or not, whether you like it or not, and there's not anything anyone can say or do about it.

Of course, my distractors still take the time out from their boring, mundane lives to run my name and reputation through the mud, which, let's face it, is purely because I am everything they’re not and everything they wish they could be and because I'm living the career they only wished they had. To me,  with or without a championship, whether I'm in a pre-show match, the opening match, the mid-card, or the main event, I've proven without a doubt that I'm the most accomplished talent in the women's division. While my competition is still so desperately trying to reach for brass rings, I already have mine, two of them.

OK, so they're not actually brass rings, or made from brass, but my Hall of Fame rings look so much better.

Apparently, I had a match last show, but why even bother mentioning it when my opponent didn't care about the outcome in the week leading up to it? They say you’re only as good as your last match. Well, I'm not defined by one match, or several matches. Because like I've said before and I'll say again, I don’t lose. I win or I learn. Why bring attention to someone that has had just a few good months? Why waste my words on someone who deserves silence?

Out of sight, out of mind. Moving on.

Anyone who has known me, knows that I am too resilient and too tough to stay down for long. So motivation for my match against Tempest this weekend was at an all-time high. That I'm facing a familiar name who has given me a tough challenge in the past is always a match you get up for

That said, the history between Tempest and I isn't very long, but it did have its moments, particularly the time where Goth and I beat Tempest and Austin James Mercer for the World Mixed Tag Team Championship It's true that they won the first round, but Goth and I got our sweet revenge, so there's that.

However, the first time Tempest and I met, one-on-one, she beat me. She won. Haven't exactly gotten over that, but good things come to those who wait. So, with all apologies to a 90s song I heard the other day: it has to start somewhere, it has to start sometime. What better place than here? What better time than now?

I remember when Tempest first made her debut in SCW. That she had to face her fellow GO Gym Graduate, Krystal Wolfe was ironic to say the least, but Tempest won that match, and pretty convincingly, I might add.

Most opponents who stand in Tempest's way don't stand a chance, much less have a prayer. In her eyes, they're not even an opponent. They're a ragdoll, a chew toy, a sacrifice, a simple act of charity given by SCW.

What I find funny is that in the more than two years since Tempest's Christmas night debut, her only claim to fame is that tag title run. No doubt she could go on a long singles title reign, but something seems to be missing. Since losing the World Mixed Tag Team Championship, what exactly has Tempest done since in her career? She should have won the Bombshell Internet Championship in that battle royal instead of Kayla Richards last year. She and Austin had to be the favorites in the four-way mixed tag World Mixed Tag Team Championship match at Summer XXXTreme this year. You know, maybe, just maybe, Tempest isn't the threat she claims to be. Maybe she's destined to be a tag team wrestler forever and only trotted out for special occasions like some kind of pandering show pony or a rodeo clown.

She's lost only three times in singles matches, which in and of itself, is impressive. She beat Alexandra Calaway in her last match. Impressive, yes, but sometimes it's not about the opponents you beat, but the opponents who beat you. And the three opponents who own a victory over Tempest are the last people I wouldn't even give the time of day: Bella Madison, Bobbie Dahl, and Seleana Zdunich.

Oof.

Did I say that out loud?

Sorry, not sorry.

Tempest has had her way with a lot of her opponents in SCW, yet very few have really challenged her, and I like to believe I'm one of them. With Tempest, she's expecting to see fear and desperation in my eyes, and there should be. But that's not what she's getting. No, behind these eyes, mamita, is anticipation. Behind these eyes are little flames dancing in excitement because now I get an opportunity to wipe that smirk off your face before I crush your dreams two weeks later when I climb that ladder, rung by rung, and claim that Queen for a Day contract. You, Zoey, and Kim will witness history while I make history one more time. I mean, at this point, Tempest, this should be nothing for you because two years ago in late November 2020, I became a record three-time World Mixed Tag Team Champion.

I like Rio, I love Rio, but there's a time for business and pleasure, and I'm going to have both this weekend.

Sunday can't come soon enough. I'm waiting with baited breath for the moment I get the opportunity to step in the ring with you and finally add your name to my checklist.

Revenge is an act of passion, vengeance is an act of justice. And while they say good things come to those who wait, something tells me Tempest isn't going to like what's coming to her.

As a matter of fact, I guarantee it.


FLASHBACK || RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL || SUNDAY, JULY 28, 2013

[Mercedes Vargas buries her face in her hands and sighs deeply, sitting in her hotel room, reflecting on what happened to her moments ago.

Some would call it a tragedy. Others would call it a case of simple bad luck. But she knew better. She knew a lot better to know what this really was. It had to have been an hour or so after the show ended.

Mercedes: All I wanted was to go out. Is that too much to ask?

[Even if the plan was to sit inside a warm, dry bar, she didn't expect her newfound friends to postpone for another day. Well, rain seems to be an occurrence here in Brazil, so this was normal. At least this is what her roommate tells her.]

Roommate: Are you listening to yourself right now?

«She sits on the bed next to Mercedes. She gets up and moves away, turning her back towards him.»

Mercedes: Sorry, it's just that I hate being cooped up in my room all day. It's been raining all day.

[She turns around and faces him.]

Mercedes: This was supposed to be My TIME. MY MOMENT. AND IT WAS ALL TAKEN AWAY FROM ME! DAMN MOTHER NATURE!!

Mercedes failure to compose herself doesn't end well as her roommate slowly stands to his feet, shaking his head.»

Roommate: I told you this would happen, you didn't believe me. Now you see for yourself. Are you going to be okay?

Mercedes: Yeah, I guess so.

Roommate: If we hurry now, we just might catch the last flight out of the country.

Mercedes: I'll be down in five minutes. I just need to be alone right now.

Roommate: Take your time.

[The roommate walks out of the leaves before he stops and turns back to Mercedes.]

Roommate: I'll be downstairs.

Mercedes: Just go!


Present Day ♦ RIO DE JANEIRO, BRAZIL

[REC•]

"Another week in South America? What did I do to deserve this kindness?"

[Open on Mercedes Vargas at a juice bar in Rio, which is common in this city. Dressed in a red dress and high heels, her brunette hair into a tumble of soft curls.]

"Beautiful people, breathtaking scenery, vibrant nightlife. What's not to love about Brazil, especially Rio? When they said this month would have a lot of tourists here, they weren't joking. You know how long it took me to find a place to get some peace and quiet?

"Anyway..."

[She takes a sip from her half-full glass, puts it down on the counter.]

"Wow! This papaya drink is amazing!

Anyway, my match last week in Peru didn't exactly work out how I wanted to, but that's okay. New week, new city, new opponent, same goal: to win. With Violent Conduct just around the corner, momentum is important, but little did I know that my opponent is one I'll be seeing again in two weeks. Oh, and did I mention this is a Throw in the Towel match? I didn't? Well it bears repeating: A Throw in the Towel match. Which means it's an I Quit match. Well, this sure wasn't on my bingo card for 2023?"

[Mercedes offers a side eye roll.]

"Well, if you've been following my career in Sin City Wrestling for the past ten years, you know that I have never backed down from a challenge yet, and I don't quit. Ever. I've survived and thrived and rolled through the punches in SCW, even when things weren't so great. I've  survived Bombshells trying to end my career, I've had mealy mouth bitches serve up put downs and disses and throwing negativity my way for most of my career."

[She pauses for a second.]

"It didn't work then, it didn't work now. Tempest, you know better than anyone that I'm a fighter, because that's who I am. How did you think I got where I am in my career? The only way you're going to get Kim to throw in the towel is in your wildest dreams.

"Come this Sunday, I'm going to be the reality staring you in the face at the go-home show. And the reason Zoey throws in the towel on your behalf isn't to stop the match, it's to save you from me!"

[Mercedes points at herself before she gives an intimidating look at the camera.]

"See you Sunday!"

[***Fade***]

Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 9 al 16 de julio 2023

Now, I know what you’re thinking. "Mercedes, you just walked out of yet another Summer XXXTreme, in yet another title match, in yet another pay-per-view, in yet another opportunity at the Bombshell Roulette Championship, and boarding yet another lonely flight back home with nothing to show for it. Isn't it about time you, you know, retire?"

I'd be lying if I said there wasn't a part of me that wonders what it would be like to sit back and relax on some beach with a drink with a little umbrella in there instead of living out on a suitcase. I know I'm not getting any younger, some already say I'm past my prime to compete with the competition.

Maybe I should just give this up. Maybe I should cut my losses now and quit while I'm ahead. So many opportunities, always finding myself in contendership or title matches, never quite getting the job done. I think I qualify as a choke artist. And I get it, I totally get it. It's a 'what have you done for me lately' kind of world we live in. Retirement sure sounds good right now.

Listen, I'll cut a deal with you: if Jessie Salco wins the Bombshell Championship, I'll consider it.

But let's get this back to where it should be. I just lost another match in what is another lost year for yours truly. But still, I am a two-time SCW Hall of Famer, a two-time Bombshell world champion, a one-time Bombshell Internet champion, a four-time Bombshell Roulette champ, a six-time Tag titleholder between the Bombshell World Tag and Mixed Tag titles, and a former and the first ever Queen for a Day. I have to win sometimes, right? I wouldn't have the second-most career wins ever in the company if I wasn't.

Right?

Right.

Facing Seleana Zdunich this weekend wasn't exactly on my bingo card, but I'm thinking I'm going to show mercy against everyone's favorite little Swedish idiot. I just don't know if her ego can take much kicking after the year she's having, but I'm pretty sure I'm obligated to do so. So, that being said, I hope she enjoys eating the canvas again.

So, final words, I hope Seleana brings her A-game, because I sure will be. You best believe I'm going to be out to ruin her summer.


ABOARD THE SUN PRINCESS CRUISELINER

[Four weeks ago, Mercedes Vargas had her first win in SCW in a very long time. Sure, it was only a dominant win over a member of the prestigious Steele family, but, in the end, it didn't matter. Her hand was still raised at the end of the match with Ruby. It was no big deal, really. Grand Canyon University Arena was just another venue she's visited many times before. Her dominant victory against Ruby was trivial to the one thing greater than facing an inferior opponent, it was greater than her victories few and far between this year.]

“Looks like today is going to be another beautiful day.”

"You're in a good mood. This is, this is good."

[Mercedes spun around on her chair where she gazed at the screen of her open laptop in front of her, and there was the familiar visage of her parents, Estelle lazily on the couch, half interested in the telenovela on the television. Fernando pops in and out of frame.

[Even after an active-filled week aboard the Sun Princess, Mercedes Vargas is tired, but sleep is the last thing on her mind. Instead, admiring herself in front of a mirror, Mercedes adds the finishing touches to her makeup to conclude what was a half hour session. She exudes excitement despite her lack of sleep and disappointment.

A week removed from Summer XXXTreme, the Hall of Famer was looking forward to what was to be another exciting supercard, especially the tall task she faced on the weekend when she battled Jessie Salco and Laura Phoenix. No doubt visions of a Bombshell Roulette Championship triumph in the Ultimate X Over the Pool. Salco and Phoenix, legendary ring generals like herself, Mercedes hoped to once again defy expectations in making history one more time.

As was the case this year, history was delayed.

Mercedes takes up her iPhone and, sure enough, they were already tweets talking about the night's main event the world over. J2H reclaimed the world championship in what will likely be one of the most remarkable come back stories of the year.

If only her own match turned out the same way.]

Mercedes: Why wouldn't I be, Mom? I'm on an all-expense paid two-week vacation, I get to lounge around in a mini-suite if I want, and there's so much to do on the ship. It's like groundhog's day.

Estelle: Par for the course. You've had this luxury for 10 years.

Fernando: How come you never invite us?

Mercedes: Not true. Every year, I tell you about the cruise. You always promise to come, but you never do.

[In reality, she was glad her parents didn't come. It's been awhile since her last win at Summer XXXTreme, and she didn't want to live to see another disappointing night.]

Estelle: Maybe it's best we didn't.

Mercedes: What? What's that supposed to mean? You're my biggest cheerleaders aside from my friends.

Estelle: The next overseas trip is in Rome, right?

Mercedes: Yeah.

Estelle: I'm not going.

Mercedes: To Rome? Why?

Estelle: Think of the last time I went to Italy.

Fernando: Was it as exciting as Audrey Hepburn in Roman Holiday and Katherine Hepburn in Summertime?

Estelle: I'm serious. I never liked heights, I never liked flights, and last time I've been to Italy, I have never come home from somewhere saying to myself, "I don't want to go back there." Just when passing people on the street I felt a very "unfriendly" vibe.

Mercedes: So you had a bad experience nine years ago. Anything can happen in cities these days. I'm thinking this has something to do with me then this trip.

Fernando:  I think what we were trying to say is we really don't want to look back at your life and wonder about all the roads you could have travelled but didn't.

Mercedes: I took the one less traveled by, and that has made all the difference.

[Mercedes stands to her feet. She looks off, thinking, smiling, then back at some notes in her notepad.]

Mercedes: I've got to go.

Estelle: Fernando, mi corazón, ven conmigo. Venga.

[With that, Mercedes closes the laptop. Another weekend on the high seas and already she wanted to return back stateside. With another overseas tour just on the horizon, she couldn't wait to be over.]


Present Day ♦ R O M E, I T A L Y

[REC•]

"I don't always visit Rome, but when I do, I never want to leave. Just look at this place!"

[The photos over social media, travel brochures, magazines and the web doesn't do one of the most beautiful cities in the world justice. Behind Mercedes is the famed Pantheon. Mercedes stands just before the fountain in front of the landmark architecture.]

"You know, I've come so close to tasting championship gold a few times in Sin City Wrestling. I've come within fingertips of capturing another championship to add to my legacy. But it was not to be two weeks ago, the memory of Summer XXXTreme still haunts me even now. Come to think of it, my success at this supercard isn't anything to write home about. Ten times I've been on that card. Only won once, and that was more than five years ago. Haven't won since. Go figure.

I've had some tough moments. The time I was part of the main event in 2016, the Elimination Chamber match? Crystal Caldwell retained the Bombshell Championship. I didn't even make it in the final three in that match. That one time teaming up with Delia Darling to regain the Bombshell World Tag Titles from The Fallen in 2015? We failed. Turned out that match would be Delia's last match in SCW. Another tag match, this time with me, Celeste North and Veronica Taylor against Devona, Amy Santino, and Jessie Salco. Yup, lost that one, too. The Mean Girls quietly disbanded after seven months and Celeste North quit as leader after three months and promptly left the company, just like that."

[Mercedes brushes away a few strands of her hair from her eyes and takes a deep breath as she sees her breath in the cold. Having to relieve these series of unfortunate events aboard the cruiseship were some of the highlights - or, rather, lowlights, of this supercard.]

"But through all that? Those moments didn't hurt like what happened two weeks ago. It wasn't as bad as in 2019 when my fourth Bombshell Roulette Championship reign ended. None of those moments haunt me then two weeks ago when I had a golden opportunity in making history one more time aboard the Sun Princess. Five years ago, I walked in as a challenger and I walked out one-half of the World Mixed Tag Team Champions, became the only Bombshell to win every championship in the women's division, and became a two-time Bombshell Grand Slam winner. Two weeks ago I walked in as a challenger and I walked out with nothing to show for it."

[A pause is met as she gathers her thoughts before raising her head again.]

"When my third Bombshell Roulette Championship reign ended in 2015, it took four years before anybody broke the records I set for that title. I had to sit there and watch people like Jessie Salco and Amy Santino trade the title like a game of hot potato.

Now in the Year of our Lord 2023, I have to live with the fact Jessie Salco lives to see a fifth title reign and another title defense and I didn't get the chance to wipe the smirk off her face. That I have to see her defend the title against Laura Phoenix - and good on her to stepping up to the plate to challenge for the title in this weekend's main event - just pisses me off. I don't need the Bombshell Roulette Championship, that title needs me. I just wanted to win the Ultimate X match just to deny Laura her first championship, and to see Jessie squirm.

"But I know I can't stay mad forever. Because this weekend with Seleana Zdunich in this Queen for a Day qualifier, I get an opportunity to compete in the Queen for a Day match. We both know what's at stake. Seleana's already been in one. I've been in three, including winning the first. But this isn't 2014, and this won't be a battle royal. I've been in the ladder match, so I know what must be done."

[A pause is met as she gathers her thoughts before raising her head again to finish her promo.]

"Now, a lot of people know the history between Seleana and I in SCW, always competitive, try to leave everything in the ring. Sunday, I'm coming for blood. I'm going to do whatever it takes, whatever is necessary to claim my spot in the Queen for a Day.

"Seleana, looks like it's you and me, sister. And it seems like you haven't had an easy time in the win column lately, which is sad and kind of pathetic at the same time. Where is The Cat and what have you done with her? Has she lost her claws?"

[Mercedes laughs and tosses her hair back.]

"I know how much this match means to you. You’ve been on this downward spiral lately, and you’re probably thinking that a win, any win at all, will somehow turn your fortunes around. The important thing is at least you’re getting up. At least you’re not giving up. And this Sunday, maybe, just maybe, fortune will smile upon you because you got me at a bad time. But make no mistake about it - you're still facing Mercedes Vargas.

"Do I still have to prove myself to you, Seleana? Is that a challenge? Because I love challenges, and I hope you’ll be able to put your money where your mouth is. I really don’t have to prove myself to you or anyone else for that matter. I’m already a proven commodity, none of my previous accomplishments - or yours - matters here.

"I am amazing. You know it, I know it, and SCW certainly knows it. I know you're not going to stay down, though you should take that offer into consideration, it would save you from being embarrassed. Or, even better, just forfeit the match.  It would save us from having to go through with this altogether. But knowing you, you’re all too willing to ignore my foolish advice. The only way you’re going to beat me is by divine intervention…

"Hope for the best, prepare for the worse. And may the odds be ever in your favor."

[Our scene fades on Mercedes waving at the camera, adding a smile as she does so and we fade to black.]

Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 19 al 25 de febrero de 2023

You ever get that feeling when no matter what you do, nothing seems to go right? It starts small, a series of unfortunate events. A razor-thin loss here, coming up short in a title match there. A second off from saving a match before the bell in a multiwoman match. Having a bad day can happen from time to time, but when those days turn into weeks or months or years? When life keeps piling it on? Sometimes the annoyances and frustrations build up that it’s hard to stay motivated when you’re stuck in neutral.

I wear many hats, but I live my life in the wrestling ring, more than I care to admit. I also travel. At some point, I’m going to be tired living life out of a suitcase. Maybe I already have. I wake up, work, go to bed, and repeat. 14 years. 10 of those years in Sin City Wrestling.

I’ve seen it all, I’ve done it all. I’m at a place in life where I’m most happy and I could go without winning another championship and still be more relevant that I am now. People come and go, give excuses, criticize the company. But while the names and faces may change, one thing is always constant: Everything, everything, is a competition. Whoever said winning isn’t everything, never knew what it is to start with. It’s not even about the will to win…everybody has that. Why do you think we show up every night in the six-sided ring? It’s certainly not to parade around the ring like pandering show ponies.

No matter how much I’ve won in my career, no matter how many matches I’ve been in, no matter how many championships, no matter how many records set, tied, or broken, the Hall of Fame inductions, I’m not winning now, so this is where I’m at. I’ve been to the mountaintop many times before, but maybe this is what it feels like to hit rock bottom.

The critics are always right. The only way to keep them quiet is by winning. I’m a pretty good winner, I’m also a sore loser. And I rub it in pretty good when I win. Proud of it, not afraid to say it. At the end of the day, when it comes down to it, while it's important to pause after a defeat, or in my case a series of defeats, I shouldn't stop. So I can’t, and I won’t. I need to climb out of this hole and get back on track.

I’m not always in tag matches, but when I am, it’s usually set up against opponents I really don’t like. Facing a member of the “prestigious” Warren clan is bad enough, but adding Seleana Zdunich makes it worse.  Dawn means well - that she honestly thinks her career will be greater than her brother or cousin is comical at best and downright sad at worse - but you have to think that her little win streak she’s been on has been to luck. That ends this weekend, she just doesn’t know it yet. As far as Seleana goes, luck won’t even save her this weekend. She’s fucked.

Besides the fact she is married to Crystal - and yet even that is questionable these days with how her wife changed her name for the millionth time - Seleana made her way to the top of Kim Pain’s hit list, through no fault of her own but was likely to happen due to something Crystal did or said or by simply existing. That’s just life when you’re married to Crystal. Too bad talent isn’t sexually transmitted. If that was the case, Seleana would be a lot further in her career than she is now.

They say that familiarity breeds contempt. True words were never spoken. Now do I hate Seleana? Hate is a strong word. Every fiber of my being hates everything about her, but that’s besides the point. That we’re standing from each other in a match in SCW for the fifth year in a row makes me sick. Was I really that evil in my past life?

Some might say I should feel a little insulted with this match, that I probably should angled for a better opponent, but to be honest with you, I'm perfectly fine with it. I'm not going to lose sleep this weekend because of The Cat. No, I don't think I will, and why? Because no matter what Seleana’s last name is, she is, was, and always will be just another marginal talent on the roster who had it too good for too long and only got by because she had enough skill to avoid sitting backstage at catering every week. That she’s still reeling from that loss to Kim Page two weeks ago, and believe me, it was tough seeing her staring up at the arena lights since her last win but in October, but maybe her better days are behind her? As a matter of fact, I wonder if she could offer me a few tips ahead of our match, but I would love to see her fall flat on her face again. And when that happens? They'll be no pity party here because I'll be too busy laughing when she gets her ass handed to her in this tag match.

My partner in Kim Pain knows her way around the ring, so I’m not complaining. As a matter of fact, I couldn’t be more happier. She and I seem to share a kindred spirit almost. We like competition, we’ve been successful practically everywhere in our respective careers, and we can mix it up with just about anyone inside the ring. But in order to make this partnership work, I need to hold down my end.

Dawn Warren is off to a hot start while Seleana, like myself, is still seeking her first win of 2023. I like to keep Kim undefeated in SCW, so I’m going to try my damndest to walk out with our heads held high and our hands raised.

If I was Dawn and Seleana, I wouldn’t want to show up to Reno, Nevada this weekend. It will be the last thing they will ever do.




[Mercedes Vargas sits leisurely on her living room couch in her Los Angeles residence. On an otherwise clear seventy-degree afternoon, the Argentine and SCW Hall of Famer kept her brunette hair firmly hidden under a fedora while sporting a t-shirt and skinny jeans. The somber mood is just as dark as the watercolor impression she stares at from afar. Irma stands back to gaze at her handiwork, a work in progress, her palette and brush at the ready.]

MERCEDES: Guess what?

IRMA: What?

MERCEDES: My washer is out again….

IRMA: Are you concerned?

MERCEDES: Yes. This is a matter of life and death. And laundry.

IRMA: Would you like to talk about it?

MERCEDES: I just did.

[Irma paints a whole forest with just a few strokes of her hand.]

IRMA: They say the average person says about 16,000 words each day. It is not yet 9 a.m. and you haven’t exceeded your limit for the day.

MERCEDES: Brevity is key.

[Irma unwraps a Twix bar and takes a bite.]

IRMA: You seem crabby.

MERCEDES: Sorry. I just had a bad couple of weeks.

IRMA: What’s really going on?

MERCEDES: I’ve been doing a lot of thinking, a lot of soul searching, and I think maybe it’s time to walk away.

IRMA: What? You already told everyone you would never walk away unless -

MERCEDES: People change their mind all the time about things. The doubters, critics and naysayers made their choice. Does that make me a loser? Does that make me just another face on the roster seemingly looking to return to their former glory? Does that mean my career burned twice as bright before lasting half as long?

IRMA: Have you heard about Napoleon?

MERCEDES: The emperor who lost France? Yeah, what about him?

IRMA: La gloria es efímera, pero laoscuridad es para siempre. Glory is fleeting, but obscurity is forever. People remember your fame, Mercedes, but once it's gone, it's forever.

MERCEDES: That's why there's the record books. I’ll never be forgotten.

IRMA: Maybe that’s why you will never walk away. You miss the crowds and the energy that comes back from them, it's hard to get that anywhere else. It’s not like you can’t go back to acting and modeling.

[She begins adding more detailing on the canvas.]

Mercedes: Is there really a difference between left and right Twix? Maybe I am all messed up since I can’t tell.

[Irma uses a script liner brush to sign her latest work, a foggy scene.]

Irma: Whichever side of a Twix you eat first, either is a good choice.

Mercedes: That…that was really deep.


Present Day ♦ S A N T A M O N I C A, C A L I F O R N I A

[REC•]

"So my last match in SCW didn’t exactly work out as I thought it would, considering what happened two weeks ago."

[Our scene opens where the last one left off as Mercedes is back again lying back in a hammock and enjoying the weather. For a moment, she sits up and positions herself to address the camera.]

"And, yes, while those poor fans will be seeing Roxi Johnson challenging Amber Ryan for the Bombshell Championship at Blaze of Glory again this year, this is my fault and I take full responsibility for that. I don’t want Roxi to tie the record for most Bombshell Championship reigns, and I’m sure Amber doesn’t want to see that happen either, let alone having to relive losing the Bombshell Championship this early in her reign.

“That being said, I have my own match to worry about this weekend. I still don't know what I did to deserve a match at Blaze of Glory much less the go-home show this weekend before the supercard, but at this point I’ll take any match I can get if only to get my first win of the new year. I just didn’t think it would be in a tag match.”

[Clicking her tongue partly out of dismay and partly out of the sheer wonder of it all, Mercedes' smile faded as she briefly shakes her head, a look of disappointment is there too.]

"Anyway, maybe this weekend will be better. I'll be honest, I didn't think I'd been on the card but here I am. Don't get me wrong, the competition won't make it easy and they're going to try their damndest to make that a reality. Despite the losses and the putdowns and all the criticism regarding my career, that's just giving me more motivation to succeed. For far too long, I've survived and thrived in Sin City Wrestling even when talent has come and gone from this company more times than I care to remember, and why? Because I haven't accepted the conventional wisdom that my competition is better than me.”

[Mercedes was always told to err on the side of caution, but such advice meant little to her. Murphy's Law has a funny way of ruining plans - even the best laid plans - but there's just no way she could mess this up, right?]

"Speaking of, this is my first time facing someone new for a change in SCW and while Dawn Warren has picked up a few notable wins, if you can call it that, I haven't exactly been catching up. She calls herself *checks notes* The Pink Puppy.”

[She musters a deadpan expression, then gives an innocent shrug.]

“You can’t make this stuff up. Among a list of grating nicknames names, imagine what Dawn’s career would be like if she took herself seriously instead of going with something that sounds like a newest addition to The Littlest Petshop. At least Seleana had the right idea. A cat would be tough to take in a fight. Sharks, bulldogs and snakes are vicious, tough and dominate their territory. A puppy is not an intimidating or cool nickname at all. How hard must it have been for Belinda and Jason calling the action or Justin saying “the pink puppy” whenever there’s a match? They are plenty of other animal names that would have worked better. 

“When you’re just starting out in wrestling and trying to make a name for yourself, you don’t have the luxury of taking a day off. Thing is, Dawn is going to have to, how you say "level up", if she's going to have any chance of walking out of this match with a victory. She didn't do too bad against Luna and somehow got past Krystal last week, but she's in way over head this time around and I think she knows this too. She's not gonna stumble across a couple of newcomers in wrestling school. She's coming up against champions, people who are used to the pressure, people who know how to pick apart people not on their game and she's so far off her game it’s not even finny. To be honest, I almost feel sorry for Dawn, and I’m being kind when I say that.”

[Mercedes shrugs her shoulders, offering a sincere look of an apology, or as close to one as she could muster.]

“We’ve seen this movie before about the plucky underdog overcoming the odds and riding off into the sunset. Life doesn't work like that. And come Sunday, Dawn and her mentor are going to find that out the hard way so I hope she enjoyes the selfies she took, the tears she cried, the hugs she got, the night of free games at the arcade because it won't be long before it's over."

[Mercedes angles her head to one side as her arrogance shines through. A small smile turns into a satisfying grin.]

“Seleana is known as one of the most underrated women on the Bombshell roster, which is puzzling because for someone with her looks, personality and pedigree as a second-generation wrestler she would be a far bigger star in SCW than she is. She will never become as big as her wife, but she still is commended for her hard work and strong effort to improve. She got a few championships to her name so it has to count for something.

“It's almost cute the way Seleana is desperately trying to get me to crumble at her badassery, like I'm supposed to be intimidated, like I'm supposed to be scared of her. Trust me, nobody is scared of Seleana Zdunich. People don’t shell out tickets to see Seleana Zdunich. Seleana and I have a storied history in SCW so she knows there's no limit to the lengths and depths I will go to bring the fight to her.“

[Mercedes points to herself. She speaks slowly, and clearly articulates her next words.]

"This here...this is what success looks like. This is what it looks like when you’ve made it. This is what it looks like when you've proven your worth in this industry. Some say age comes before beauty. I say age comes with experience and experience comes from a lot of good judgement. And I'm a good judge of character. I like to think so anyway. For all her skill, determination and will, there's nothing Seleana can ever do to get on my level. Sunday isn't going to be an audition, it's a reminder.”

[Mercedes pauses for emphasis, taking time to gesture at her checklist, complete with the names of Seleana and Dawn already added in cursive in felt-tip red Sharpie.]

"Prepare for the worst, hope for the best….”

[Mercedes stares menacing into the camera. She lowers her voice, barely a whisper.]

“And may the odds be ever in your favor."

[With that, the scene fades on Mercedes' confident smirk before she offers a heart gesture with her hands before breaking it in two.]

***Fade***

Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 4 al 11 de deciembre de 2022

And all is right with the world again.

That match with Jessie Salco sure was something, huh? She has to rank right up there as one of my toughest opponents….ever.

I’m joking, obviously. Losing to Jessie would have been embarrassing. Ever since she ended my Bombshell Roulette Championship reign many moons ago, I promised myself I would never allow Jessie to pin my shoulders to the mat again in a Sin City Wrestling ring.

Maybe she came into our match a little unprepared. Perhaps she came in and overestimated me. Maybe she just wasn’t as focused after her cousin was attacked unprovoked by Melissa. Whatever the reason, yours truly got another victory at her expense, and I can’t say I feel bad about it. And why should I? Because Jessie tried downplaying my win to secure her insecurities? I did what I had to do. She would have done the same.

Sure, beating Jessie isn’t what anyone would make a big deal much less call a statement win, but would I have made the drive to Microsoft Theatre just to finish her off in, say, thirty seconds? You know what? Regardless of how it went down, that counts as a win at the end of the night - and my name etched again in the record books. Did I mention I earned my 80th career win in SCDub and became the first wrestler to reach 50 singles wins?

Not a bad night if I say so myself.

But as far as this week...

I’m facing Zoey Lukas for the first time, and I’m all for it. See, Zoey’s not like most girls. Six foot one, one ninety five. Raw power. Agility. Tough as nails. So was Tempest. Believe me, I haven’t forgotten the morning after I stepped in the ring with her three times last year. She’s the reason I’m taking pain meds to this day.

Zoey probably didn’t enjoy losing her pay-per-view debut to Tempest last month at High Stakes and I definitely picked a bad week standing across the ring from her. I don’t stand a chance, I don’t even have a prayer. In her eyes, I’m not even an opponent.

I’m a ragdoll.

A chew toy.

A sacrifice.

A simple act of charity given by SCW.

Whatever momentum Zoey thought she had in her earlier wins in SCW vanished in thin air the moment she ended up staring up at the arena lights. She probably won’t enjoy what’s going to happen Sunday because I’m primed to ruin her Christmas holiday.

Sunday can't come soon enough. I'm waiting with baited breath for the moment I get the opportunity to step in the ring with another member of the Lukas family and wipe that condescending smirk off their face.

I've done it before, and I can do it again.

I'm going to be ready for Zoey.

Oh yes, indeed.

I’m glad we have the opener for Climax Control because there’s going be some real fireworks Sunday night.



[Even with how miserable 2022 has been for Mercedes Vargas, and even as she entered her recent match on the brink of a two-month winless drought, the Hall of Famer knew she would be alright.

Many things have changed in the Bombshells Division this year - for better or worse - but at least one thing has remained the same.

Mercedes Vargas is still Mercedes Vargas, and Jessie Salco is still Jessie Salco.]

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
I must be owning stock around here, because it's starting to feel like I own Jessie Salco.

[Much as fans of the Heavy Metal Bombshell might not want to hear it, Mercedes’ retort couldn't have been more accurate. With a chance to bounce back from Salco’s win over her and Bea Barnhart in a Bombshell Roulette Championship number one contender’s match several weeks ago, Mercedes continued her mastery over her fellow Hall of Famer in singles matches, dropping Salco to 1-5 against her and a fourth straight loss. Vargas hasn’t lost to Salco since she was beat for the Bombshell Roulette Championship in April 2016 at Blaze of Glory, which seems like light years ago.]

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
Like how Tom Brady always beats the Buffalo Bills or how Aaron Rodgers torments the Chicago Bears every year, I own Jessie Salco.

I was planning on maybe recreating the Aaron Rodgers moment when he was yelling at Bears fans after he ran for a game-sealing touchdown last year, but that would be adding insult to injury, especially after Jessie’s cousin was assaulted by Melissa earlier in the night.

[Unfortunately for Jessie, Mercedes might not be done with her. These rivals have shared the six-sided ring at least once since Mercedes joined SCW back in 2013.]

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
I don't think this is my last one against Jessie, but I have enjoyed every single one of them. Looking forward to our future match in 2023, hopefully.

[For now, Mercedes’ future, at least her immediate one, now turns to one Zoey Lukas, her opponent Sunday on the milestone 350th episode of Climax Control, the final SCW event of 2022 and the go-home show leading up to Inception VI in mid-January, where Vargas challenges Kayla Richards for her Bombshell Internet Championship in a return match from Climax Control 346 last month, which Vargas loss by submission.

If anything, Zoey Lukas is far from a warmup match, or a pushover for that matter. She also had two things going for her: she towers over most of the Bombshells at a statuesque six feet one (the only one taller is Tempest, who Lukas lost to recently at High Stakes XII on Halloween eve, at six foot three), and she’s the younger sister of former three-time Bombshell Champion Alicia Lukas.]

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
I’m going to have my work cut out for me against Zoey Lukas, but I wouldn’t have it any other way. I never backed down from a challenge before, and I’m not about to start now. Zoey thinks she can exceed expectations at my expense?

[Mercedes spreads her arms wide, obviously a clear invitation and challenge.]

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
Tráelo.
Bring it.



[Split screen. Mercedes is driving while Irma is on the phone from her house. Mercedes watched Irma with the dabs and strokes coming together into a nature scene. Irma continues adding paint on top of still-wet paint.]

Irma: Hey, how did your match go?

.::MERCEDES::..
Wouldn't you like to know?

.::IRMA::..
Uh, yeah, that's why I asked.

.::MERCEDES::..
I won, for the first time in a long time. It’s like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders. Colors are brighter. Coffee Is richer. The sky is bluer.

.::IRMA::..
 Funny, because you were making a big deal out of it the moment the card was announced.

.::MERCEDES::..
Even the best loses matches sometimes. Like I said, it's nothing to worry about. I’m sure I’ll be back in a title scene sooner than I think. I’m heading to San Francisco.

.::IRMA::..
 Oh?

.::MERCEDES::..
 I don’t always go to San Francisco. But when I do, I like to sing the jingle to Rice-A-Roni. Don’t judge me.

.::IRMA::..
It is better to travel hopefully than to arrive.

.::MERCEDES::..
What are you up to?

.::IRMA::..
Another art exhibition this weekend and I got a few samples I want to show off. I think I’m getting this water color ice cold. How’s the memoir coming?

.::MERCEDES::..
Slowly, but surely. Like my career.

[Irma gives a long hard look at Mercedes. She wanted to say something, but decided to hold her tongue. Getting up, she mutes her TV playing The Joy of Painting.]

.::IRMA::..
 I know this book was really hard for you. How are you dealing with everything?

.::MERCEDES::..
I don’t know. I mean, there’s still so much to tell, so much to do. I’ve been putting it off for so long. I’m coming up on another contract year, so I have a lot of decisions to mark.

.::IRMA::..
We just show you how, but you make the decisions. When you have this much power, you make the decisions. There’s beauty in every tree and bush. Just take the time to look at them.

.::MERCEDES::..
That was deep. I guess I never thought about it that way. Who told you that one?

.::IRMA::..
The Joy of Painting. Bob Ross should be a philosopher.

Present Day ♦ S A N T A M O N I C A, C A L I F O R N I A

[REC•]

[Cloudy skies. Mercedes Vargas, hidden behind a pair of sunglasses, is standing in front of the Paul Smith wall, the famous big pink wall where people post photos and selfies. Mercedes is shown thumbing through some glossy magazine. As if on cue, the SCW Hall of Famer looks up and unconsciously puts the magazine away and leans over towards the camera, grinning. Her hair has clearly been done up here too, messy curls pinned back in a half updo and ordained with a black rose tucked on the left side of her hair.]

“So, my recent match two weeks ago was a success. I'm the number one contender for the Bombshell Internet Championship again. And it's not like I really need it because let's face it, I can get a title shot for any title against anyone and at any time, but it's a nice feeling all the same. In just a few weeks, it's going to be me and the great and powerful Kayla Richards in Stockton, California. But that’s in five weeks.”

[Mercedes holds up five fingers.]

“The date is set and the time has come. This weekend, all roads leads to San Francisco, California for Climax Control 350. Climax Control 350 is a landmark for Sin City Wrestling. Climax Control 350 marks 350 episodes of yours truly bringing smiles to your faces. I’ve been known for making memorable moments and history over the years. I've been on the milestone 75th, 100th 125th, 175th, 200th, 250th, and 300th episodes of Climax Control. Did you think I would miss this night? Not for nothing would I miss this night.

“When I said last week that I wanted a match for the milestone 350th episode of Climax Control, I have to say I was surprised when I came across this weekend‘s card. Not so much that I’m opening the show - wherever I am on the card is required viewing - but that I get none other than Alicia’s younger sister. The fact that Zoey has beaten the likes of Jessie Salco and Samantha Marlowe says a lot about her talent in the ring. Zoey is related to one of the very best professional wrestlers not just in Sin City Wrestling but in the game today, and for good reason. Alicia is celebrated in SCW for what she’s accomplished: a three-time Bombshell Champion; she once held the records for the longest singles reign and most singles defenses; the first woman and one of only two to win both Wrestler and Woman of the year. Again, for good reason.”

[Mercedes raises a finger in a wait-a-minute gesture as a smile crosses her face.]

“But, see, Mercedes Vargas has never been known as a slouch, or a wallflower, or someone who backs away from a challenge. I live for matches like these, Zoey. Because no matter how high the stakes, no matter the odds, no matter how intense the pressure, I always answer the bell. Come Sunday, the world will be watching and waiting and wondering if you can pull off an encore performance. And at the end of the night, they will have their answer.

“There are few better in the women’s division than yours truly so I must have done something right to earn this match. Every person who calls themselves a wrestling fan owe to themselves to get in the building to witness it all go down. Climax Control 350, the final SCW event of 2022 and the first time yours truly, Mercedes Vargas, will step in the ring with Zoey Lukas.

“It will be the first time, and the only time, I will once again make history by accomplishing something no woman has done before or since. And that is beating Alicia and Zoey Lukas in an SCW ring.

“You love to see it.

“Come for the action, stay for the drama. Don't blink, you might miss something.”

[Mercedes fluffs and straightens out her hair, lowering her voice just above a whisper.]

"Estar preparado para lo peor, esperar lo mejor. Y que la suerte está siempre en su favor.”
"Prepare for the worst, hope for the best. And may the odds be ever in your favor."

***Fade***

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
OK, I’m going to say something I would gladly die on a hill: Roxi Johnson was a boring Bombshell Champion.

The women’s division was boring having Roxi as Bombshell Champion because there are many other great women on the roster, not just her. The commentators built her up as someone who represented the division, but I know there are other great contenders out there who can do that and better. And better.

[Mercedes raises her index finger for a moment, considering the thought then shakes her head.]

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
Don’t get me wrong, I wasn't rooting for Masque. Roxi was nothing special in my eyes. She had her moments, but the only reason she she won matches is because her opponents made mistakes and she made them pay for it. Out of all the defenses she had, I'm the only one who made her work in retaining. I took her to the limit. Masque took Roxi off her game, got in her head, made her make mistakes, got her frustrated and it was wonderful to see. Credit where it’s due, Masque had focus, a good gameplan, and that made the difference.

Far as I’m concerned, this needed to happen. Now that we're saved from the straightjacket that was Roxi’s reign, it's now a level playing field and there can be other champions, which is good for business and the division as a whole.

I said Roxi’s reign would be mercifully over, and it turns out I was right.

Happy days are here again.

CAMERAMAN: So will you be sending Masque de Lune a Hallmark card this year?

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
If I’m not caught up by The Rapture by then, I’ll get back to you on that.

[She puts her match with Candy into perspective.]

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
Beating Candy at Violent Conduct? I couldn’t be happier. She can go back to her stupid glitter for all I care. Nothing is going to dampen my mood after the supercard, and you want to know why? Because I finally have her name on my checklist.

[Mercedes presents her clipboard and sure enough, it’s been updated with Candy’s name in bold letters followed by a check mark.]

M E R C E D E S ♦ V A R G A S
SCW | BOMBSHELL
I think I'm going to be enjoying this match for a long, long, time. You love to see it.


[A gym. Several training equipment of all sorts surround the facility, from the modern to the highly advanced. In the center of the white-washed and wood tiled room is a wrestling/boxing ring.

[The gym is practically empty, although it’s late in the afternoon. However, one person is actually getting a workout today, and that person happens to be none other than Mercedes Vargas seen here in a kickboxing training session with a partner.]

.::ETHAN::..
How did it go?

.::MERCEDES::..
Not bad. Well, better than I had hope.

.::ETHAN::..
It's progress, at least.

[Jab, Cross, Uppercut, Duck.

Mercedes keeps in mind the workout combination.]

[The camera turns pulls back and we see for the first time Ethan, who was standing by with Thai pads taking in the contact.]

.::MERCEDES::..
What? No witty remark? Nothing clever to say?

.::ETHAN::..
I’m trying to be on my best behavior. Besides, you got a match this weekend.

.::MERCEDES::..
Don’t remind me.

[The trainer feeds a straight right. Mercedes her head outside to slip the punch; and then, follows up with a left hook to the body.]

.::MERCEDES::..
Masque is good. But what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger.

.::ETHAN::..
I know you're trying your damnedest to be tough... but the truth is, you're terrified.

.::MERCEDES::..
I can't hide anything from you, can I? I guess I’m not a very convincing liar. I'm fucking terrified. And you would be too. Did I mention this is life or death?

.::ETHAN::..
There's no turning back now. She seems...dangerous.

.::MERCEDES::..
She’s perfectly safe! Safe-ish.

[Next is a kick, punch combination. She does this in a rhythmic approach with no pause or break in between strikes.]

.::ETHAN::..
Merce, she almost killed Amber Ryan. Probably would have done the same to Team Hero if she had the chance. Now that she holds the top, who’s to stop her?

.::MERCEDES::..
Me.

[Mercedes goes with a straight left punch, along with a right kick. Then, right away go into a straight right punch, with a straight left punch, into a left back kick.  She does this in an endless combination and with smoothness and fluidity.]

.::MERCEDES::..
I’m not going to be womanhandled by Masque. If she’s going to leave still champion, she won’t need to kill me.

[Mercedes goes with a roundhouse kick, which her trainer ducks just in time.]

.::MERCEDES::..
But she’s going to have come pretty damn close.

.::ETHAN::..
I think that’s enough practice for today.


Las Vegas, Nevada
10:20 PM

O brave new world that has such people in it!

[The camera shows a Porsche 911 driving through the streets of Las Vegas. Along the way we see various people working and living their lives. The car drives past buildings, suburbs, a playground, a lake, and more. The voice over continues.]

Las Vegas, Nevada. It's called by many names - The Gambling Capital of the World. Sin City. The Jewel of the Desert. Or just simply, Vegas.

[A series of quick cuts showing the outside exterior of Mandalay Bay Resort and Casino at night, a up-close shot of a monitor from a virtual slot machine, a crowd full of people dancing to music inside Studio 54, and a newlywed couple renewing their vows at a wedding chapel as an Elvis impersonator looks on.]

To those who live here, it's home. To those who visit, it's a paradise. For me, though?

[We cut to inside the moving car. Mercedes Vargas is in the passenger side listlessly turning the pages of a magazine as Jorge, her brother, is behind the wheel while bobbing his head to the car radio.]

It's an almost common occurrence. After being overseas for over two months, I’m glad to finally be back in Sin City.

[illuminated skyscrapers, neon signs, and various hotels line every street as Mercedes looks out at tourist enjoying the night.]

After all, what’s not to like about being in Vegas?


Present Day ♦ L A S V E G A S, N E V A D A

[REC•]

[Our scene opens to a visual of a parish at the end of a boulevard, just at the break of dawn. A gust of wind sweeps debris around these orphaned streets before the camera pans on  Mercedes Vargas sat on the steps of the quaint house of worship. She was conservatively dressed wearing a black and white high-collared blouse and a knee length black skirt.

“Here is the church. Here is the steeple. Open the doors and…wait where are the people?”

[Mercedes gives off a nonchalant shrug.]

“Never let it be said that the good paying fans at every SCW event aren't thoroughly entertained. Look what happened at Violent Conduct. Sure, there was the fire breathers, the trapeze artists, the magicians, the lion tamers, those people who get shot out of cannons, a picture show or two. Pretty sure they really had the ooohs and aaaahs going during the freak show portion during the supercard. Oh, and every title changed hands - who had that one on their bingo card - Oh, but this vaudeville show isn't over yet. This weekend, the best is saved for last.

“Sunday night, the people will stand in line, get their tickets, and pack out Gold Coast Hotel and Casino for a Climax Control they will never forget. Come one, come all! Hurry, hurry, step right up! It's the greatest show in town. Seven acts under one roof for a single admission. And for one night only, see the one they call Masque de Lune completely annihilate another no-name, no-talent Bombshell right here in Las Vegas, Nevada! Guaranteed to be amazed. Don't let this moment pass you by!”

[Mercedes keeps a level expression but we can tell she’s also having a little fun with this.]

“They have billed the main event as a singles contest, but read your program again. They won't be expecting a match. No! What they will get is a public execution live on television. Looks like yours truly is first in line to challenge Masque de Lune for the Bombshell Championship and I’ll be honest here, I can’t wait. When Masque beat Roxi in Mumbai, India, she became the one in Roxi’s 8-1. Bye-bye undefeated streak, bye-bye title reign.”

[Mercedes hasn’t completely forgotten when she last challenged Roxi a few weeks ago at the go-home show. The Argentine only got more scathing from there on the now former champion.]

“I guess that means Roxi learned something on two week ago. Because when you set yourself up as untouchable like she was, the fall is going to be that much more painful when she realizes that she was beaten inside of the ring. 1-2-3.”

[Mercedes holds up three fingers to remind everyone of the humiliating defeat Roxi had suffered against the Bombshell newcomer.]

“Roxi had a good run. But that gut feeling she had, that uneasy feeling she was talking about ahead of her match? It wasn’t butterflies, it was the pure dread that she was going to lose the Bombshell Championship to someone that was much better than her. Roxi should have known better the moment Masque was named number one contender that her fate was sealed.

“Of course, now, things are different. I know a lot of the Bombshells are wishing they were in my shoes right now - well, come to think of it, I’m sure if they had to face Masque, most of the girls would probably call in sick - but let’s face it, when it comes to being the One-Woman Dynasty of SCW, they have pretty big shoes to fill.

My career is almost beyond comparison, easily, easily, one of the most incredible in SCW history. That can’t be argued.

“So after the Violent Conduct event, I’m sure Mark Ward and Christian Underwood met in their little office and I wish I was a fly in the room to hear what they were saying. I can imagine that conversation going, “Well, hot damn. That was a great main event. Now we have to talk about Masque’s first defense. We need to put her across the ring from somebody who will challenge her, somebody who will take her to the limit, somebody who the fans want to see her tangle with.’

“Well, somebody has to face Masque for her first defense. Don't know if she was waiting for her match with Roxi in the rematch this weekend, but I've never backed down from a challenge, and I'm not about to start now. Competition makes me stronger, and I like to think I play well to my strengths. Masque de Lune versus Mercedes Vargas? I don't think anyone could say no to that. In my eyes, that’s no punishment, that's a dream match. As far as the main event, it’s not because I think I deserve it; and it’s not because I think that I have another opportunity to make history; it’s because I’m going to finally put to bed and put to rest any doubt that Mercedes Vargas can be world champion in Sin City Wrestling. The Bombshell Championship means something in the hands of The One-Woman Dynasty.

“So as Climax Control 241 is fast approaching, I’m sure there’s a lot of you out there wondering, ‘Hey, Mercedes. How is your match with Masque de Lune so special? How will it stand out from the great matches from Violent Conduct, especially that main event, the matches Sunday at Climax Control or any of the matches you’ve had in your SCW career, now 200 plus matches and counting?’

“Well, one one side there’s Masque. She’s cold, calculating, and someone who will stop at nothing, and even go beyond that, to take out every person standing in their way. Pretty soon, there will be no one left. She’s lost only twice, Roxi’s the only woman to pin her shoulders to the mat, and Masque has defeated a good third of the roster, including our Paragon of Justice. Masque is practically the second coming of Amber Ryan, only she’s wearing a mask and have a prosthetic hand.

“And then on the other side, there’s little ole me. Nine-year experience in SCW, two-time SCW Hall of Famer, a 14-time title holder, the most decorated wrestler in SCW history, the first ever Queen for a Day, the one who has wrestled the most overall and pay-per-view matches, the one with the longest consecutive pay-per-view appearance streak going. I could go on.

Masque is having the career of a lifetime. She won her first championship, she put Amber Ryan on the shelf, and, most recently, she finally beat Roxi Johnson and captured the Bombshell Championship in one fell swoop - and this is just in her first seven months.

I’ve been called a lot of names in SCW. Arrogant, conceited, overrated, selfish. A pushover isn’t one of them. When people look at what I’ve done in my career, they are filled in awe and wonder. Even now as I’m still breaking records and winning championships. Speaking of, it’s been a while since I last held one around my waist, but I’m planning to right the ship and make that a reality. Go ahead and ask the women I’ve beat for championships. The list is pretty long.

“Something you’ll notice about Masque is that she loves the element of surprise. It’s how she got to Amber, it’s how she got to Keira and Roxi. Now that Masque is champion, she’s now the prey. Not knowing who will come for her next, or in this case, who will come for her first.  Against any other opponent, the only way Masque loses that title is someone starting a Change.org petition. Come Sunday, I’m going to make sure Masque’s first defense will also be her last.

“The sky is the limit. That Masque reached it in so little time is impressive. Sunday, I have nothing to lose because I have no limits. On that note, I know how much Masque is looking forward to crushing another talent under her boot. It must be nice to know that even after coming off a convincing win at the recent pay-per-view, there's always another martyr coming her way. The one thing I am not is a martyr. So don't ask me for whom the bell tolls, because if it is for me, I'll answer it. I will not go gentle into that good night, at least not without a fur coat, boots, and a baseball hat. The forecast is supposed to be below fifty, I heard."

[Her tone is overly enthusiastic.]

“Masque’s reputation proceeds her. My reputation for overcoming the odds, even more so. And since we'll be in Vegas, that is some pretty long odds and a sure bet that she’ll be favored. I've been fortunate to have faced a lot of crazies in my career to know that unstable people are probably the most dangerous opponent staring across from you in the ring. After all, people fear what they don't understand. You can't define something that can't be defined. But then, you can't break something that can't be broken. I cannot be broken, Masque. Beaten, yes, but not broken. You pride yourself on intimidation, mind games, and fear, and there are more than a few who are spooked by you once in a while. I'm not one of them. There's nothing that you can conjure up in the dark recesses of your mind that will even make me bat an eye. So you put on your best top hat, make sure that mascara doesn't run, and you best bring every one of your parlor tricks, sweetheart. I’m coming to take away YOUR title and if I have to rip off that prosthetic hand and beat you with it, I will.

“I’ve had a few title opportunities slip through my fingers this year, I’m a little surprised this match fell in my lap. You have to take opportunities when you get them, so here I am. Some people are probably thinking that I'm only in this match to make Masque look good, or it could be that this match is only important because I'm in it. To me, it doesn't matter whether this is a dark match, the opening match, the mid-card, or the main event, just so long as it ends with Masque getting pinned or submitted.

Last time we met, nobody won. That won’t be good enough this time.

But that doesn't mean this can't be a one-woman show. Puedo bailar, puedo cantar, toco un poco el piano. Hago de todo.

If Masque wants a performance, I'll give her one that she will never forget. One night. One match. One last opportunity.

That’s all I have left. And that’s one of the many reasons why I can't fail again. Twice I was so close and yet so far. Twice I've let this opportunity slipped from my fingers. The third time isn't going to be the charm, the third time isn't where I'm going to strike out. The third time is where I'm going to win and I'm prepared to go at any lengths to have that title around my waist. I see the glass as half-full.

In the eyes of others, seeing Mercedes Vargas as the new Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion seems impossible, some would say even improbable.

I'm going to make that inevitable.

Come for the action, stay for the drama. Don't blink, you might miss something.

"Estar preparado para lo peor, esperar lo mejor."
"Prepare for the worst, hope for the best."

[Mercedes fluffs and straightens out her hair, lowering her voice just above a whisper.]

"Y que la suerte está siempre en su favor.”
“And may the odds be ever in your favor."

***Fade***

Endeavor XLIV

Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 7 al 14 de agosto de 2022

Before I begin, shout out to Crystal Zdunich on an amazing eight-year career in Sin City Wrestling. Crystal got fired this past Sunday on Climax Control to the surprise, shock, and utter horror of only three of her fans but this was pretty much an easy decision made by the top brass, and I can’t say I blame them. That’s not to say that Crystal hasn’t earned everything she’s accomplished in those eight years - and she’s been a lightning rod of controversy for most of it - but whatever people may say about her, there’s no doubt in my mind that she’s earned her status as a Hall of Famer and a bonafide legend in the six-sided ring.

Crystal being fired is the real world equivalent of Donald Trump no longer being President. You knew it was coming, you just didn’t know when.

Our long national nightmare is over.

A lot of you are probably saying, “well damn, Mercedes, how could you be saying that about Crystal when the two of you have traveled down the road together and have been fierce frienemies for over a decade? You two were even part of the same induction class in the SCW Hall of Fame!” Not to say that this point isn’t valid, but upon realizing that I just find it funny that the same person who inducted Crystal into the Hall of Fame is the same one who inducted her into another one - former SCW talent.

This is why it’s never a good idea to get on the bad side of Christian Underwood.

Play stupid games, win stupid prizes.

Anyway, to business.

They say opportunity knocks only once, though I have my doubts about that because lately it seems like opportunity knocks all the time for some people in SCW. I’m not knocking it, no pun intended, I’m just wondering when some of that is going to fall off my table.

I guess my prayers were answered because such an opportunity is waiting for me this weekend. But it’s not just about getting an opportunity, it’s about seizing it. And I’m about to carpe diem in less than a week at Climax Control. I found out that next week I’ll be challenging for the Bombshell World Championship at the go-home show before Violent Conduct. Though if I don’t beat Seleana Zdunich this weekend, then my match becomes a triple threat - and I really don’t want Seleana of all people shoehorning her way into MY title match. This unintentionally highlights a problem. When would the official number one contender in any sport be facing someone who has already had three title matches this year and had zero wins? Not in boxing, not in MMA, and perhaps not even in pro wrestling. Seleana should be building herself up with credible wins, not just getting title matches on a whim.

Even if by some divine miracle Seleana gets past me this weekend, does anyone think she stands a chance winning the Bombshell Championship, let alone beating Roxi for it? Remember, she already failed once against Roxi for the title way back in April at Climax Control 329, and in the main event no less. She failed to beat Roxi during her third reign two years ago, which was also the main event of the night. Never mind the fact that Roxi owns Seleana in SCW anyway as she’s beaten her at every point of her career - singles, tag, and multiwoman.

So why does Seleana gets to have this opportunity, especially after coming off competing for a title just two weeks ago? You can’t tell me that my match with Masque de Lune wasn’t more impressive than Seleana’s predictable epic fail in the Bombshell Internet Championship battle royal or that she defeated her estranged wife at Summer XXXTreme. I mean, seriously? It’s not fair, it’s not right, and I deserve better than this.

Seleana has found herself in a situation where she is simply at the right place, at the right place at the right time. And I can't really fault her for what she did. Maybe Christian Underwood calls it initiative. Well, I'm sure there would have been several Bombshells who would have jumped at the chance for a handout like Seleana is getting, but me? I'm not one of those people. Because I take pride in knowing that there isn't a single soul on this roster that can take me out. Many have tried, none has succeeded. I take pride in knowing that I've earned everything I've worked for not just in my career, but in this company.

So yeah, Seleana is the right girl, at the right place, at the right time. And this happens to be my Groundhog’s Day moment. I already faced Seleana three times this year alone, and I’m just about sick of this and sick of her. I’m almost sure that Seleana is going to have extra motivation this weekend following Crystal getting fired - or maybe she’ll be the complicit mail order bride she’s been known for since they got married. I know she’s hurting, I know she’s bitter, angry, and miserable, and I don't blame her one bit.

Honestly, I really don’t care.

This is going to be a bad week – for Seleana. And if I were her, and I'm sooooooo glad I'm NOT, I would forfeit the match, I wouldn't even show up. As a matter of fact, I wouldn't even BE in the same city we'll be in this weekend. But if she does, if Seleana does show up, if her music hits and she walks down that ramp and she enters that six-sided ring, I promise you, I swear to you, that it will not be a pleasant experience.

I hope Seleana knows what’s coming to her. Whether she likes me or hates me, she will respect me. And if she doesn't? Well, I'm going to have to beat the respect out of her. And when I kick her ass this weekend on Climax Control, you're all going to want to be tuning in.

I’ve got unfinished business in two weeks, and I prefer to have my alone time with Roxi Johnson. This is what I’ve been waiting for. It’s what I’ve worked for. This is what all the sacrifices are for. So Seleana can forget about another title match. For her to get to that, I'd have to move over.

And I'm gonna stand right here.



So, it’s been three weeks now since the SCW overseas tour of India. For the most part, India has been been interesting, for the most part.

What else can I say, I’m a fish out of water, especially one who is still adjusting to the time difference. I’m still thinking it’s 9AM when it’s 6 pm.

[Mercedes Vargas steps out the balcony of her hotel room, cup of coffee in hand, looking down at the city below.]

MERCEDES: Good morning, my neighbors!

NEIGHBOR: HEY! FUCK YOU!

MERCEDES: YES! YES! FUCK YOU TOO!

At least the neighbors are friendly, so there’s that.

LATER…MUCH LATER

“Well, hello! How are you?”

“Well, I’m fine! How are you? And, might I add, who are you?”

[Mercedes is invited into an Indian family home. This was already getting awkward just from conversation from the man who she was talking to at the moment.]

Mercedes: Who am I?

Man: Am I supposed to know?

[Mercedes’ expression changes from happy to crestfallen in two seconds flat.]

Mercedes: I’m Mercedes Vargas. You know, international extraordinaire, multiple-time champion. Most talented wrestler in Sin City Wrestling?”

[Even Mercedes efforts of jogging the man’s memory proved fruitless. The man and his family nod their head.]

Man: Sin City Wrestling. I’ve heard about that company. Very good wrestlers.

Mercedes: What’s this?

[The man takes out an open notepad and hand it to Mercedes, whose face lights up.]

Mercedes: You want my autograph? Sure, no problem. Most people know that I am must-see TV. You are lucky that I took time out of my busy schedule to do this.

Man: Um...I don't even watch your matches.

«Mercedes nearly dropped the pen out of her hand.»

Mercedes: Now, why don't you want my autograph?

Woman: Because you’re mean, and treat everyone like dirt. That’s not positive behavior for my children.

Mercedes: Now where did you hear that?

Woman: Candy.

Yeah, that was my second guess. Of course it would be Candy. Poisoning the minds of children since 2019, even in reruns. This is exactly how rumors get started. Now this family will never shut up about it! Looks like I’ll have to do some damage control. Damn you, Candy!

Mercedes: Oh, that's just a silly rumor. This was someone's idea of making me look bad, that my name is being dragged through the mud, that they're trying to ruin my reputation. I'm a human being, damn it! My name has value!

Little girl: What does 'rumor' mean?

Mercedes: Don't you learn anything?

Man: She’s home-schooled.

[Mercedes' face contorts briefly in a show of mock sympathy.]

Mercedes: My condolences.

Little Girl: Do you know Candy?

Mercedes: Know her? I’m her sister. Why do you ask?

Woman: Really? I didn’t know she had a sister. Could you get me Candy’s autograph after the show? It's the only one I don't have of the Bombshells who matter.

[Mercedes pretends to concentrate on her crossword, though she is truly hurt by this.]

Mercedes: Trust me, you don't want an autograph from Candy. Her and kids don't go well together.

Oh, if only they knew. If only they knew of the horror stories and what Candy does to those poor, innocent souls, they would be scarred for life. I bet those kids were, too. There’s only so much glitter a person can take. The little girl really should ask for another Bombshell’s autograph. Candy makes Twisted Sister look like Joan of Arc by comparison.

Woman: What about Seleana Zdunich? She says you’re the worst person ever.

Mercedes: You're going to believe her over me? That’s not fair. Just because someone's said something about you doesn't mean it's true. Besides, they've got nothing better to do than sullen my good name. You know what? No autograph for you!

[The man asked Mercedes to take a picture and then introduces her to his whole family. To say that being invited to an Indian family wasn’t one of the more special experiences in India would be an understatement. Mercedes was glad to check this moment off her to-do list.



Present Day ♦ K O L K A T A, I N D I A

[REC•]

[Here in Brahmapur, a neighborhood in Garia, Kolkata, we find Mercedes Vargas sat on a curb. Walls covered in interesting abstract art are on either side of her.]

“Not sure what’s melting down faster. Our glaciers due to global warming or Todd Williams the morning after he realized his ex-wife got fired and that he’s royally fucked now that Christian Underwood can do with him as he damn well please because he’s under contract.

“At least somebody is standing up for Crystal in her time of need. Now, look, I’m not a therapist, or play one on TV, but for someone who is supposedly married, don’t you think Crystal’s moral support should come from her current spouse instead of someone who used to be part of her life? Whatever happened to in sickness and in health, for richer for poorer? Crystal is no longer the breadwinner in her household, so it’s up to Seleana to hold down the fort, and I don’t think she’s even capable of doing that.”

[An unapologetic shake of her head follows.
With the shocking news of Crystal’s dismissal from the company, maybe the situation could have been handled better, but the Mercedes still believed that this cautionary tale was the shot in the arm the division sorely needed.]

“As far as her SCW career goes, I am not here to take anything away from Seleana. The Cat isn’t just a nickname, this is a woman who has scratched and clawed her way to a somewhat respectable place in the Bombshells Division. Not a bonafide star, but just above the gatekeepers like Jessie Salco. She is a proud former Bombshell World Champion…. who fluked her way to victory no thanks in part to Crystal costing Alicia Lukas the title. Seleana is also a former Bombshell Roulette Champion, just holding that title for over three months, but only got the title match in the first place thanks to Crystal using her Queen for a Day matchmaking powers. Seleana has won two championships and has just north of 30 wins in her career, though she’s been with SCW for four years. Know where I was after my first four years in?”

[Mercedes begins counting on her fingers while still keeping her gaze at the camera.]

“A Bombshell Triple Crown and Grand Slam champion, an overall nine-time title holder, exactly 40 wins to my name, a two-time Bombshell World Champion, and the first-ever Queen for a Day.

“Do you see where this is going? As good as Seleana is, she always leaves you wanting something more, always leaves that door open for someone to be that much better than her.
I’m not just that damn good, I’m not just better, I’m simply the best. At the age of 42, I’m at the latter end of my career. That isn’t lost on me. But if age is just a number, I must be magnificent. I’m a two-time Hall of Famer, the most decorated talent in the entire company, and still the only Bombshell to win every championship available in the division, including the World Mixed Tag Team Championship. I continue to win championships, break records, set milestones, and add to my legacy. I’m one of the greatest that this company has to offer, and it doesn’t matter where I am on any card, for any championship, at any time. Why? Because I’m the One-Woman Dynasty of Sin City Wrestling - there is no substitute or comparison.”

[Mercedes smiles at the camera, sliding her sunglasses over her head.]

“This Sunday, Seleana, you and I will be seeing each other once again, if only for someone else’s amusement. But that makes only one of us because when I saw the card for this weekend and found out about this match, I was not amused, more like disgusted. Still am. Probably won’t change before, during, or after our match Sunday either.

“It’s been three years since you last held the Bombshell Championship, you’ve been chasing that title for the past three years since you lost it - and you won a grand total of never. Five opportunities in three years, Seleana. I’m willing to bet when you heard about this match you ran and told all your friends, so I know how much this match means to you. Except, you know how they say that if you follow your dreams you’ll succeed? Don’t ever follow that advice because sometimes when you wake up, Mercedes Vargas is your reality.

“Do you remember what happened last time we faced each other, Seleana? I sure do. You were calling for the Kattoga, the Asai DDT, to end the match. But in an instant, by some cruel twist of fate, you ended up getting dropped on your head with the Black. Rose. Overdrive. And on Sunday, it’s going to end the same exact way that it ended nearly two months ago in Tucson, Arizona.

“What you need to realize is that when Crystal got fired last Sunday, it was her own fault why she’s now out of a job. Crazy people do things to tempt fate while stupid people do things that seal their fate. And now that your wife is gone from SCW, and hopefully gone for good, Christian isn’t going to stop there. He’s not only going to make her Todd’s life a living hell, oh no.”

[Mercedes lifts her hand and wags her index finger accompanied with a devious little smile.]

“He’s going to make your life one too. He did it once before.”

[It was the best of times, it was the worst of times. Pretty sure that moment in time was a repressed memory Seleana would not want to revisit. Christian Underwood was notorious for getting revenge on anyone who dared crossed him, real or imagined. Mercedes almost felt sorry for what was about to happen to Seleana. Almost.]

“And if there is anyone who is bona fide, certified, and qualified to be the first one to send you on your way to joining Crystal in unemployment, Christian found the right one. I’ll be more than happy to do just that. And this time, Seleana, I’ll be crossing off your name for the last time.”

[Mercedes reaches over for her checklist and slowly, methodically, takes a red Sharpie and draws a line through Seleana’s name.]

"Estar preparado para lo peor, esperar lo mejor."
"Prepare for the worst, hope for the best."

[Mercedes fluffs and straightens out her hair and then slowly cross her arms. She pauses for effect, lowering her voice just above a whisper.]

"Y que la suerte está siempre en su favor.”
“And may the odds be ever in your favor."

***Fade***

Blog: Almighty Fire
semana del 19 al 26 de junio de 2022

So, here’s a fun fact for you: 2022 makes it 13 years of wrestling for me, nine of them here in Sin City Wrestling. I’ve held 25 championships total in six different promotions. More than half of those championships I’ve won right here in SCDub. I guess you can say wherever I am, success always seems to follow, no?

The trials, the triumphs, the injuries, the roadblocks…they were all worthwhile because it made me the person I am today. No matter what happens this point on in my career, no matter what anyone says about me - behind my back, to my face, or in front of a camera - I’m not better than anyone else, but nobody is better than me. Nobody. See, because, everyone knows exactly who Mercedes Vargas is. They know that I'm not going to back down from anything or anyone. They know that I'm the most hated woman in the Bombshells division. My reputation precedes me. My time will come to fight for a championship, and you can bet that I'll be champion once again. When I'm ready, I'm going to be coming back for the Bombshell Roulette Championship, and I plan on walking out of Summer XXXTreme the next champion.

So last week I had to face the wife of an SCW Hall of Famer. This week, I have to face the wife of an SCW Hall of Famer.

Life is crazy sometimes.

Anyway, Melissa is just getting into the wrestling business and if she had to be trained by somebody, you can’t go wrong with Goth. There’s a reason why he’s a bonafied legend in the AWA and SCW. He is THAT good. Will that translate to instant success for Melissa in the Bombshells Division, time will tell. But she’s off to a good start. She didn't do too bad in her last matches, which explains why she’s still undefeated. I think she's in way over head this time around and maybe she knows this too. She's not gonna stumble across a couple of warmup acts this weekend. She's coming up against a multiple-time champion, someone who is pretty much used to the pressure, someone who knows how to pick apart an opponent not on their game and make them pay for it. To be honest, I almost feel sorry for Melissa. Almost because this is the first time she is not favored to win a match. She’s now the underdog having to overcome the odds, and the odds won’t be in her favor.

But maybe luck smiles on her Sunday. I want Melissa to try her luck, see what happens, because to get past me takes a little bit of luck and a whole lot of talent. Every woman worth their salt knows that while I love to talk, I can back it up. Melissa has backed her words before, so I hope she backs up those words one more time because other than pointing out my championships and accomplishments every chance I get, there's nothing I enjoy more than proving people wrong. I’ve been doing that for nearly a decade. Pretty sure no one can argue against that track record.

Why have I been so successful for so long? Because experience tells you what to do, confidence allows you to do it.

Someday, you'll understand.

I’m a magician. I cut Ms. Jon down to size, I made Alicia Lukas’ undefeated streak disappear, and I didn’t need nine lives to beat The Cat.

For my next trick: I’m going to tame The Lioness.

Say abracadabra!

 

L O S A N G E L E S • C A L I F O R N I A

[There is no such thing as a working vacation, at the very least, a working vacation where one actually gets to enjoy time off. For Mercedes Vargas, finding out that the next Climax Control was returning to Arizona was, to put it mildly, a godsend. Short trips are always a good thing. Here Mercedes spends an afternoon at Madame Monsieur, a sidewalk bakery and cafe on a busy Downtown Los Angeles street with modest tourists, Mercedes is finding the perfect opportunity to finish up the Sunday's Los Angeles Times crossword.]

MERCEDES: I’m not buying that you think you know me better than I know you, Richie.

[Ricardo sits across from her, seemingly enjoying the challenge.]

RICARDO: I’m buying, and I have a bridge to sell you. I know that you indulge in Wheat Thins. What’s that about?

[Mercedes fills in a clue to one question before looking up to answer.]

MERCEDES: Not impressed. Everyone knows that I enjoy Wheat Thins. What else you got?

RICARDO: You do crosswords in pen - blue ink.

MERCEDES: That’s too easy.

RICARDO: You never had a wrestling match on your birthday, and you drink Shirley Temples or Pina coladas.

MERCEDES: Are you psychic?1

RICARDO: I might be. You went shopping today, right?

MERCEDES: Yeah, and?

RICARDO: Made out a grocery list?

MERCEDES: Uh-huh.

RICARDO: Probably went straight to the express lane - 20 items or less?

MERCEDES: Oh, you’re good. Next thing you’re going to tell me is you know everything on my list.

RICARDO: $10 says I can name five.

MERCEDES: How many chances do you want?

RICARDO: Three guesses.

[Mercedes thinks about it, then smiles. She reaches out to shake Ricardo’s hand.]

MERCEDES: Deal.

RICARDO: Grapes.

MERCEDES: Yes.

RICARDO: Greek yogurt.

MERCEDES: Yes.

RICARDO: Colombian coffee

MERCEDES: Three out of three.

RICARDO: Duct tape.

[Mercedes nods, holding up four fingers as well.]

MERCEDES: And the last thing?

RICARDO: Orange juice.

MERCEDES: Wrong. I didn’t buy orange juice. I win!

RICARDO: I got two chances left.

[Mercedes’ face is crestfallen.]

RICARDO: Pineapple juice.

[Ricardo holds out his hand.]

MERCEDES: Singles, fives, or a ten?

RICARDO: Thanks for playing.

 

Present Day ♦ L O S A N G E L E S • C A L I F O R N I A

[REC•]

“Happy first week of Summer!”

[Our scene opens where Mercedes Vargas is seen in the backyard of her residence relaxing in a hammock while eating an apple and enjoying the pristine weather that only Southern California can provide. For a moment, the two-time SCW Hall of Famer sits up and positions herself to address the camera.]

“It’s that time again for sand, surf, and sun. I don’t think you would see much of that in Arizona, though. I, for one, can't wait for Climax Control and my match with Melissa. Hopefully, I can continue my winning streak, though, but I have a sneaky feeling I’m going to have my work cut out for me Sunday.

“Oh, and speaking of Sunday…”

[Mercedes quickly holds up an index finger in a wait-a-minute gesture.]

“Is it me, or does anyone else find it strange that three of the four women in the Ultimate X Over the Pool match at Summer XXXTreme in three weeks also compete this weekend at the go-home show? Kat Jones, our reigning and defending Bombshell Roulette Champion, faces the Bombshell Internet Champion Masque de Lune in a non-title main event. Hey, I’m all for it. Everybody here and around the world is ready to see it. If I had to pick a winner, I hate to say it, but there’s a reason why Masque is undefeated in singles matches. I don’t think that’s going to end this weekend.”

[Mercedes shrugs.]

“Sorry, not sorry.”

[There’s a chance Kat could be upset seeing this - not that Mercedes cared or anything, or even that Kat wouldn’t be upset or cared either way - but the Argentine stood by her prediction. Nonetheless, Mercedes had her own match to worry about.]

“As for me and Melissa? I can see why we’re going to open the show, and it’s not because she’s just the newcomer or that Jessie Salco was given the night off. It’s because everyone else on the card will have to follow what we do on Sunday because our match will steal the show.

“They say you're never as good as everyone tells you when you win, and you're never as bad as they say when you lose. You're only as good as your last match. Melissa, I was seemingly impressed by your recent victories - sure, they were against Chloe and Ariana, not exactly what I call competition, but impressive nonetheless. You have a bright future and endless potential. But then again, I seem to be a broken record these days because I often say that a lot to the fresh-faced newcomers that walk through these hollow doors. Most of the opponents I’ve faced are either injured, retired or have since left the company and the rare few aren't in the company long enough to realize their true potential, and that's a shame.”

[Clicking her tongue partly out of dismay and partly out of the sheer wonder of it all, Mercedes' smile faded as she briefly shakes her head, a look of disappointment is there too.]

“It’s a good thing you beat Ariana to qualify for the Ultimate X match at Summer XXXTreme because I don’t think your ego would take it if you had to face Jessie Salco in your pay-per-view debut. It’s not the first time Jessie has punched above her weight but I’m pretty sure you would enjoy crushing her like a bug than having to beat three other women in your first title match.

“I don’t say this often to many people, but Melissa, I respect you, I respect your fiancé, I respect your journey, but make no mistake about it, I’m a killer. I don’t need to say it, I do it. So my question is before you have to step in the ring with me how are you enjoying your fifteen seconds of fame? Because you just went from the shallow end of the pool to the great big ocean. Talk about pressure!”
 
[Mercedes wipes her forehead.]

“You must be really good if you were handpicked by Christian Underwood to face me. But understand Melissa that I am the ultimate veteran. I’ve seen it all, I’ve done it all. If you are going to beat me, I'm going to make you earn it, mamita. And there's no limits to the lengths and depths I will go to bring the fight to you. So I hope you bring everything you got. Anything less, and you can say bye-bye to your undefeated streak.”

[She offers a finger-wave.]

"I don't wrestle, I slay. My checklist is proof of that. Maybe you’ve heard of it. Don’t worry, your name will be part of it soon."

[Mercedes angles her head to one side as her arrogance shines through. A small smile turns into a satisfying grin. Mercedes was always told to err on the side of caution, but such advice meant little to her. Murphy's Law has a funny way of ruining plans - even the best laid plans - but there's just no way she could mess this up, right?]

“Just remember one thing: I'm not in that ring with you, you're in that ring with me.”

[For a moment the smile returns to her face while running her fingers through her hair.]

“See you Sunday.”

[With that, the scene fades on Mercedes' confident smirk before she offers a heart gesture with her hands before breaking it in two.]