[Mark Ward]

  Las Vegas, Nevada on a bright morning. A small office block is seen with an SCW logo on the door. The camera jumps inside to see Hot Stuff Mark Ward strolling up some steps, Starbucks cup in hand and puts a hand on the door handle in front of him, attached to a light oak looking door. The name plate on the door reads "Sin City Wrestling HQ". Hot Stuff looks at the camera.

HS: What do you think we are? Some multi billion corporation bullshit where out PA's have PA's? Fuck off. It's a room, with a few more rooms that are offices, a common area, some other shit around. Occasional fella sitting at a laptop being paid to tweet, a secratary to answer phones and shit. We don't have lots of staff running, we don't have lots of hallways where people stand around a water cooler and talk bollocks about their favourite television shows. There's just us. Welcome to the behind the scenes shit you lot never appreciate. SCW isn't run by countless people. It's run by three main, a couple of office staff that double between Twitter and editing promos and getting them on site and experienced wrestlers that work at the show. Why do you think we have so many people you see on screen but don't wrestle? Because they're all backstage working on one thing or another. A lot of our talents double to do other shit here. Here's something you don't know. Spike Staggs, Jordan Williams, Shane Boswell, Fantasia, even Austin Parker on occasion, work with people backstage to come up with new shit. There ya go, new facts learned for you lot today.

Hot Stuff pushes down the handle and forces open the door, walking in to the office and looking to his left, to see a young female secratary. The camera follows in and Hot Stuff nods politely at the woman and turns to the right, pushing open another door. Inside the next room, a table is seen with chairs all around it.

HS: Part board room, part doing fuck all room.

Around the room, a couple of sofas and chairs. Against a wall, a fridge is seen, with a counter that has cups, coffee machine and other kitchen stuff.

HS: Part kitchen too.

Mounted on a wall, a huge flatscreen television, underneath, a Playstation 3 and Xbox 360, sit next to a disk playing device. A music system is seen not too far away.

HS: This room, things get sorted out, everything from listening to theme music, to watching videos of new talent, to shooting hookers on a computer game. Fun times, eh?

Hot Stuff turns to the table to see Christian Underwood and Erik Stagg's sitting down, with paperwork in front of them. Hot Stuff walks over and places the Starbucks cup on the table and pulls out a chair, casually putting his feet up on the desk. Christian glares at him.

Christian: You're late.

HS: I'm always late.

Erik nods in agreement.

HS: What you should do, is you was a bright spark, is tell me the meeting starts an hour earlier, and I might turn up on time.

Christian: I did, and you're still late!

HS: Why break habits of a lifetime?

Christian huffs and pushes Hot Stuff's feet off the table. Hot Stuff looks at him and quickly turns to Erik, while resting his elbows on the desk.

HS: Talent relations guy. What's the good word?

Erik slides some papers in front of Hot Stuff.

Erik: Hate to say it but talent release forms.

I look at Erik and pick a pen up from the table.

Erik: Christian and I have signed them reluctantly.

Hot Stuff doesn't even look at who's name is on them, but quickly signs at the bottom of one and throws it back in Erik's direction and pulls the second one in front of him, signing it and throwing it towards Christian.

HS: File them, tell them they can fuck off when they're done with their current advertised commitments or their arses get sued.

Christian: Wait, you're not even gonna look at them?

Hot Stuff rolls his eyes, pulling the papers back in front of him, reluctantly looking at the names on the front of the forms.

HS: Oh wow, people gonna miss her, she was wank material.

Erik: Yeah she was.

Christian shudders at Hot Stuff and Erik.

HS: What? If it was a dude, you'd say the same and me and lacky here would be shuddering.

Hot Stuff looks at the second form and raises an eyebrow.

HS: Someone wanna explain this one to me?

Erik shrugs

Erik: Guess is he's got something else lined up.

HS: Fair enough.

Erik: We need to talk replacements for these. We have options, lots of them.

Erik shuffles through a few papers on the table and passes some to Christian and some to Hot Stuff.

Erik: Now we know we have that freaky fella all but tied up, and we've been in talks with those ACW guys Ben and Mickey for a while. With the space opening up, we have options to replace these guys in days if we wanted to.

Christian: I've spoken recently to someone we know very well from the past, maybe we should consider him.

Hot Stuff shakes his head.

HS: Guys from the past, why? So that someone can moan and bitch about us just giving jobs to people we knew. I've been in touch with someone lately, solid worker, wanted to come here, I couldn't see a space for him, sent him over to JJ at ACW, who signed him on the spot.

Erik: Maybe we should come up with a deal with ACW? We're already linked to them, we have workers working for both already, maybe we can do a talent sharing thing with them.

Christian: It's an option.

Hot Stuff picks up his cup of coffee, taking a sip and looking around the room.

Erik: I could just scout hot indy talent.

Hot Stuff points a finger at Christian.

HS: Not hot in buns of steel.

Christian pokes out his lower lip in mock sadness.

Christian: Damn, I was gonna voulenteer to vet all those guys personally.

Hot Stuff leans back and puts his feet back on the table, smiling towards Christian. Christian runs his fingers across his head.

Christian: You got that look on your face again?

HS: I know, it's gorgeous, isn't it?

Erik reaches for his phone.

Erik: Should I get the lawyers on standby for this?

Hot Stuff waves a hand towards Erik.

HS: Nope, I know exactly what we do in this situation.

Christian: Care to enlighten us.

HS: Sure, we do nothing.

Hot Stuff leans back in the chair proudly, while Christian and Erik look at each other in slight bewilderment.

Erik: Nothing Mark?

HS: Nothing Erik.

Christian: Seriously, nothing?

HS: Seriously nothing?

Christian: And the thinking behind this is?

Hot Stuff takes his feet off the table and places his elbows on the table instead as he looks firstly at Christian, and then at Erik.

HS: Ace Baldwin, Casper Grey, Kevin Carter, Giani Di Luca, Derek Thorne, Thatcher Rex, Amy Marshall, Faith, Roxi Johnson, Danica Jones, The Young Lions, Blood Omen.

Hot Stuff nods proudly, but Christian and Erik still look slightly lost.

Christian: Yes?

HS: These are the people who can step up and grab this company by the bollocks and lift it right up. Ace Baldwin and Kevin Carter have main event written all over them. These people show they have talent. Why go and water these people down with people who can't be bothered? The future of SCW for years to come is already there. If they show commitment, think outside the box, go out and get noticed by walking up to one of our camera crews and say "film this" at one of our shows, to air through the show, it would show that they want it and that's what I'm looking for. People with skill and commitment willing to work and we have this already on our roster. What's the point of going out picking up people who wanna work two shows, make up some stupid excuse and piss off?

Erik: So work with what we have?

HS: Exactly. Anyone of the people I mentioned could break out here and be main eventing this place in weeks rather than months, weeks! If they put in the effort on the shows, we can not ignore them. I'm sick of us sitting there, pissing away time and money watching these apparently brilliant talents who show up, record a promo, show they're not as good as they think they are, get their arses beat all over the place, and fail to send in promos. They're as bad as the people who say "I should be winning, I should be higher up." When all they do is throw in a promo a week and show up. People can argue it's the same people in the top matches, but the reason for that is because they put in the effort. We put on TV what the fans want to see. A lot of these guys turn up and think that it's easy, they don't want to improve because they think they're great but they're not. They show up eyes closed, I mean look at what we have backstage at shows?

Christian: Well in your office, strippers.

HS: Same that's in yours.

Erik: I have a couple sitting around just in case the moment strikes too.

HS: I'm talking about the wealth of experience. People think these ex GCW, GXW, ASFW stars turn up here and just get pushed up because of who they were. Nope, it's because they work for it. They're all sitting in the back waiting for people to go ask them stuff, ask them to work with them, ask them to improve, but not one of them do. These are the same people that whinge and want us to do everything for them short of wiping their arses. I'm gonna hate to admit this, but it's not all ex stars we know, but people like Kain too. If you go and ask Kain what he thought of your stuff, the man is brutally honest, you can learn there. Odette Ryder is so far over with the fans, she could teach, Casey Williams, former champ in many places, could teach a few things, no one asks them.

Christian: You're going off point here.

HS: I'm bang on point here. My point is the talent is here already, if they wanna get noticed, they can do it. I'm not willing to sit around hiring just anybody to make up the numbers anymore, it wastes our time, it wastes their time. The people I mentioned should be getting pushed up. If they see a chance, they should take it, most of them will take it. I don't see the point anymore of hiring people who think they're better then they are. You two are on Twitter, how many times have you seen a wrestler talk big, get you interested, you then go and watch a promo, then a match and realise everything the think about themselves, is all in their head?

Christian: I don't use Twitter that much anymore, people ruined it.

Erik: I've seen it. People talk big but nothing there to back it up.

HS: Right. There's a couple on the roster now who are the exact same thing. "I'm a former champion, I'm this, that and the other." but under this spotlight, you're not. SCW has the best competition in the world, we have more potential than anything else. If we feel the need for replacements, we have some lined up, but it's time to go for a different kind of wrestler, ones with their feet on the ground.

Christian: So in that big long speech, can we come to the conclusion that you're sick of people not putting in the effort and moaning about it, you don't wanna hire random people, just the ones we've spoke to for a while, you've named lots of stars you wanna see headlining, and you've left boot prints on the table?

Hot Stuff nods at Christian.

HS: I'd also like to drop some of our so called stars out too but we'll save that conversation for another day.

Erik: So does this mean we push those ones mentioned?

HS: I think if they show they have the commitment and put in the effort, yes. When word gets out about this, it's down to them to take the initative and step up. It's all there for the taking.

Erik: And I don't have to sit around spending hours looking at clips of new wrestlers?

HS: Right, just give Ben and Mickey a call, keep them informed that we're still considering them, regardless of the not bringing anyone in tweets that are bound to hit the net at some point.

Christian: Might wanna give them a heads up before they start hitting the dirt sheets and things like that.

Erik nods in agreement with Christian and picks up his phone. Erik stands up and moves away from the table, sitting down on one of the long leather sofas away from Hot Stuff and Christian.

HS: Can I go now? Pretty sure I got other things to do.

Christian: Like run off to London as usual before a match, put your feet up?

HS: No actually, this match against Billy James is old school Christian, so old school when we had to do radio interviews, television interviews, watch our fellow stars on Judge Judy and Jerry Springer. Where we run around the local areas to promote things. Well I'm gonna do that.

Christian frowns

Christian: Well, if you end up on Judge Judy, get me her autograph.

Hot Stuff rolls his eyes.

HS: I'm not gonna end up on Judge Judy, Christian, but I am gonna promote the shit out of this thing, because these little new guys who think they're the dogs bollocks, need to see what I can do. They think boss, they think I sit in here all day, freting over contracts, looking for the next big thing, all that crap. Instead, I want to show them all that I'm still the real deal, the total package, the best all rounder in the world. I just don't have to get beat up every week to prove it, because I'm already so far over, everyone else is in the distance.

Christian: Well speaking of that match, was you ever planning on telling me you was gonna change the whole damn thing live on television?

Hot Stuff smirks.

HS: Was you ever gonna tell me you was even gonna book me in a match with that has been?

Christian shakes his head.

Christian: Nope.

HS: How long have you been planning this and waiting for the right moment to spring this shit on me?

Christian: For a while. You're not the only boss around here. You're not the only one who can smell an oppotunity a mile off and see there's money there. For us to keep SCW going, we need to make this green stuff called money, we can't all just check down the back of our sofa's and pull out thousands.

HS: That's cause I made thousands, millions even, by headlining shows for years. Why do you think I didn't have to piss around after GCW? I could just sit back with my feet up and just do media shit. I became one of those talentless hacks that come out of reality shows, but I had credibility, because I worked my nuts off to get it. I didn't have to go to Japan like you and make money that way, because I had it sitting there waiting for me when I was willing to put my feet up.

Christian: And having a wealthy father didn't help you at all?

HS: It had it's moments, but it wasn't needed.

Christian: And for the record, I wrestled in Japan and part time because I loved it, not because I had to. There's a difference there. I did it because I loved it, but I could have sat there, lived comfortably.

HS: Became a hairdresser or something.

Christian: If I wanted to, yeah, but I loved it.

HS: Maybe someday, I'll have to spring a match on you like ya did with me. After TSSA, I was done. I was a little gutted at the result, but I was happy calling time on things, but I'm partly glad you put this one on me, because I finally get to end all the stuff from years gone by, bury the ghosts and give up happy and victorious.

Christian: Oh plu-eeze! You think Billy will be your last match?

HS: I hope so. I'm ending this the way it should be done, by beating the mortal enemy.

Christian: Don't you get it by now?

HS: Clearly not.

Christian: There's always gonna be someone else that's gonna be digging at you, to be pushing you to take one more match, because people just wanna kick your ass.

Hot Stuff looks taken back by this comment.

HS: Ain't no one gonna kick my arse princess. People should get the message now, once I beat Billy James, then you need something special to even come close to me.

Christian: Is that you giving Billy James credit?

Hot Stuff shakes his head fast.

HS: Don't be fucking stupid, but on the grand scale of things, Billy has done a lot. Look at my record with the occasional match here. I beat Spike and Jordan, two men who earned the right to be in the ring with me for years of what they've done for wrestling. When I beat Kain, he was a beast at the time, defeating everyone and hurting people for fun. When I took on the TSSA, they have done more in their career than most wrestlers will ever dream off. Taking on Billy James, is taking on the man who has been a thorn in my side for years and this one should have been ended many years ago. There will not be anymore Hot Stuff Vs Billy James after this one, five is enough. I don't care who tries to step up, if they aren't legends or people who are former world or heavyweight champs, then they're not important to me, like Matthew Kennedy.

Christian sighs.

Christian: Could have had a battle of Britain match there with meat pies involved.

Hot Stuff shakes his head slowly.

HS: Give ya mind a day off, would ya? Kennedy isn't good enough. On this roster right now, there's maybe three I would consider a match with. The rest can fuck right off. There's a couple not on the roster I wouldn't mind going against too.

Hot Stuff smiles and points to Christian.

Christian: Take that smile off your face now, not happening.

HS: Pussy.

Christian: Bitch.

Hot Stuff smirks.

HS: Someday.

Christian: Don't hold ya breath there solider.

Hot stuff looks fake sad as Erik returns to the table and sits down. Christian and Hot Stuff turn their attention to him.

Erik: Spoke to Mickey, he rambled something, spoke to Ben, he rambled something. but they're fine with it. Also said something about us needing to pay them more if they win the ACW tag team championship.

HS: Yeah right, pay people more.

Hot Stuff looks at Christian and Erik.

HS: Right, can I go now, I'm pretty sure I got some of that old school promo work to be getting on with.

Christian just nods.

HS: Really need to get you one of those gavel things to give a good bang to when meeting end, would make you look so much cooler.

Christian: Piss off.

Christian blinks

Christian: Did I really just say that?

Erik nods as Hot Stuff stands up.

Erik: You've been hanging with him way too long.

I wink towards Erik and give a quick thumbs up towards Christian and walk towards the door, gripping the handle tightly and opening it. Stepping through the door, Hot Stuff gives a quick nod to the receptionist and through the second light oak door, shutting it behind him. He leans back on the door and talks.

HS: Compared to usual, that one was a pretty quick meeting. You should see us at the start of the year, coming up with a schedule and shit like that. That meeting is a pain in the arse. Come to think of it, you should have seen us a month ago sitting there working out all that crap for the tour. That stuff was madness trying to pick six out of twelve countries to go to, then watch Christian run up phone bills calling around, while Erik and I shot some hookers on the PS3. Compared to usual, this one was a walk in the park, but there's millions of things we do on a daily basis for this place that you lot don't see. Think about that next to you wanna slate SCW, or moan about one thing or another because the truth is we pick up the slack, because some won't. We work hard to give a lot the life of luxary. Do you know how many days off I actually get? Maybe two a week if I'm lucky, rest of the time, I work sixteen hour days. Makes your promo shooting and wrestling look a bit light. Only reason I got a few more days off this week and next, is to contemplate kicking the hell out of Billy James. It will happen, we all know it, but we don't want that sneaky greasy bastard with a hair style that went out in the nineties, to get close to actually beating me.

Hot Stuff pauses

HS: Wow, ninties joke, remember those times like it was yesterday. Makes ya feel old, but this one is a match to roll back the clock after all. Right. Time for a radio interview, training session, meeting an old face you lot haven't seen in a while, I have but you haven't and then it's time to talk a lot more directly to the man who has decided now it the time to try relive the good old glory days.

Hot Stuff leans off the door walking towards the stairs, bouncing down two at a time. Hot Stuff get to the main glass door of the building.

HS: Time to meet that old face.

Hot Stuff pushes the door open to see a smiling Angelica standing there.

HS: Hello gorgeous.

Angelica leans back against a bright red car. Hot Stuff puts his arms around her as she kisses him. The two break off the kiss and Hot Stuff winks at the camera.

HS: Still fit as fuck with an arse to die for! Still mine too.

Angelica takes Hot Stuff by the hand and the two walk to the car.



KNPR 88.9 FM is the location as Hot Stuff stands outside the studio of a the small radio station in Las Vegas. Angelica stands with her arms around Hot Stuff's neck. Angelica looks around with a look of disappointment on her face.

Angelica: Couldn't have found a better, cleaner place than this one.

Hot Stuff shakes his head.

HS: Nope. This whole thing is about being old school, back then when I was kicking Billy's arse for fun, we couldn't just bounce on national radio to promote a nearby show, we had to jump on one that hits the locals, ones the locals listen to, to get them to spend their cash on watching me look amazing every night of the week.

Angelica: You made it look easy baby.

Angelica puts her hand on Hot Stuff's chest.

Angelica: Is this gonna take long? Cause I know a place, with a hot tub, where me and you can have a little fun.

Angelica winks, everything pointing to pure sexuality.

Angelica: The hot tub fits more than just us baby.

A wide smile crosses Hot Stuff's face as he looks at her.

HS: I don't know sexy. I gotta get this done and out the way, than get my arse kicked in to shape a bit by Jordan, and listen to him moan about how this match is a bad idea, and that I should call it off before it's too late and either Billy or I will end up getting seiously hurt.

A man walks out of the studio.

HS: Dave?

Dave: You got it good buddy. I'm the DJ, DJ Dave.

HS: Well that's not cheesey in any way DJ Dave.

Dave: Got a nice little ring to it, don't you think?

HS: Sure

Hot Stuff fires a look toward Angelica as if to ask what this guy has been smoking, but Angelica shrugs back.

Dave: Just come in to the booth, I'll ask you a few question, throw the lines open, take a few calls, you all good with that?

HS: Sure. Just try and keep it mostly about the business. I know I got others hitting radio stations this week to promote matches and stuff.

Dave opens the door and pushes it open. Angelica kisses Hot Stuff on the cheek. Angelica's voice become a whisper

Angelica: Hot tub.

Hot Stuff nods and follows Dave in to a grotty looking studio. Dave point to a chair and Hot Stuff sits down, placing a headset over his ears and pulling down a big hanging microphone in front of him. Hot Stuff looks up at Dave as Dave glances at his producer, counting down with his fingers, cuing Dave in. As he points at Dave, Dave starts to talks.

Dave: Hello and welcome back to KNPR 88.9 FM, you're listening to DJ Dave. We're joined by a great guest today, who's gonna talk to you about his upcoming show. He is a former wrestling champion all over America, a global name in the world of entertainment, an icon in wrestling circles and has been voted as the best wrestler of his generation by countless polls over the years. He needs no introduction, as his company Sin City Wrestling, has become a big name in the Vegas area, growing by the week and attracting international stars. Ladies and Gentleman, he is Hot Stuff Mark Ward. Welcome to the Studio Mark.

HS: Great to be here.

Dave: Tell me Mark, what's it like running Sin City Wrestling?

HS: It's different than what people think. It's a lot of hard work behind the scenes. It's not just a case of send the wrestlers out there and let them get on with it. It's about finding arenas, attracting the people, staying within budget, advertising the show, constant research of places on where we can sell out, where we can make money to put towards the next show.

Dave: SCW has grown immensely since it opened, some say it might be growing big enough to take out on the road. What do you think of that?

HS: I don't think we'll go out on the road, we owe Vegas a lot, breaking in to California was nice, but I can't see us as a company who haul things around week in, week out. Our wrestlers don't need to get dragged from city to city, the cost is crazy to do such a thing. We're always gonna walk before we run, if not, we'll have to company, because we'll be financially in a mess. As it stands, we're making money and keeping things within budget. Fans from all over get to watch us and people travel to Vegas to see us, to see what we put on, that makes us more popular than shoving things down their throat, like we'd have to do if we were going from city to city.

Dave: What do you put the growth down to?

HS: Hard work.

Dave: People think it could be because of who you and Christian Underwood are.

HS: Well Dave, a certain big wrestlers from the eighties went to a company already known, and it added nothing to them, if anything else, it made them worse. We've improved week in, week out and become better and better. We've stepped it up every week and it's down to hard work from people who want to entertain. We have a lot of hungry wrestlers there, who could be at a higher level, but they're not hungry for the fame and bright lights, they're hungry to build something, to be a part of something special and to sit back in years to come and say I helped this place grow. Our success is down to solid experience, and the hunger of the wrestlers with potential to be the biggest thing in the world.

Dave: You spoke about travel costs, but you manage to take SCW on overseas tours, where does the money come from there?

HS: Overseas tours are slightly different. People want us there, people will come out and see us. I've paid out for these things, Christian has paid out for these things, other investers have paid out for these things and each have made profits. We go there knowing that these fans may only get to see us once every couple of years, they come out to make this special for them and we give them what they want.

Dave: South America is next for SCW.

HS: It is. It's gonna prove interesting to see how our talents handle it. On past tours, some where just flying in and out, doing what they wanted, but I think a lot of our talents will love being in South America and will soak it up a bit.

Dave: What's the dream tour for you?

HS: Honestly, I'd like to do a year long world tour, but not sure how or if we can because of the NWA deal we're linked to. Lot's of paperwork to deal with and all but I wouldn't mind something like four to six dates on each continent, hitting some places that others have never been to.  

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 Dave: You have another tour later this year too.

HS: Yes, but I'll worry about that later in the year, but it won't be a world tour, I do know that much. It will be some place hot though.

Dave: You have a lot of overseas stars right now, what do you think attracts them to Vegas?

HS: Probably the gambling.

Dave laughs.

HS: In seriousness. I think it's a chance to be somewhere different really. We try to be as professional as possible and we want people who work for us to be the same. A lot of these stars from these countries needed more exposure and it's what we give them. We're not one of those places where you get given a mic and say talk to the camera. Places run like that are just boring, under the guise and tag line of being old school purests. We allow creativity and I think that attracts people from all over to come and work for us and watch us do what we do best.

Dave: You got an upcoming show, Blaze Of Glory II. Do you consider this the biggest show in your year?

HS: I do, it's my fave show of the year for me. Others see High Stakes as our biggest show, because it marks the anniversary of our first ever supercard, but I love Blaze Of Glory. This year is set to be our biggest. I expect this one to break records. Last year, we aired fifty two promos over two week from our stars, I really wanna shatter that record this year. We have the talent, but we need them to pull it out of the bag. I really wanna see people just blow last year out of the water. I wanna see them all on the show aside from wrestling. I want this one to be amazing.

Dave: You're on this show to, to settle an old rivalry in a barbed wire massacre, did I get that right?

HS: You did.

Dave: What does that involve?

HS: What does that involve? Madness, utter chaos. It's barbed wire, electric charged ropes, there's weapons scattered around the ring, each covered in barbed wire. It's going to be the most brutal thing known to man I think.

Dave: Why would you consider putting yourself thought such harm?

HS: Because I feel it needs to be done, it needs to be finshed after years. None of us are leaving there in one peace, we both know it. Both I and my opponent are going to get that satisfaction of knowing the most brutal match known to man has ended the rivarly that's spanned over a decade. This is about the match ending it, because we can not top that one. We can not beat something like that. This kind of match is the end of everything and to me, that's what's needed, or Billy James will randomly appear every now and again, to get in the ring with me, just to stay relevant, this stops it once and for all.

Dave: This match is creating huge buzz up and down the social mediums, with people all over the world scrambling to book this show. Do you feel it will live up to expectations?

HS: It will live up to and pass every expectation you could possibly have. This match is gonna be the one no one forgets. There's a top card building up to this match. By the time people get as far as our match, their mind is already going to be blown, this match will tip it over the edge and show wrestling fans that we didn't put on this match for the hell of it. This match closes a story, this match finishes it all. Anyone watching this show, thirteen matches of this show will witness the greatest show in SCW history. This show will be spoke about long after I'm gone. This show is gonna show everyone that when we opened this place, we opened it for show like this one.

Dave: Where can people order the show?

HS: It can be ordered on www.scwrestling.net to stream live all over the world. We have a couple of TV deals in place dotted around the globe but the place to watch it online on all kind of devices. We are talking to a couple of networks around the globe who are trying to buy rights to the show, so it coud be shown on television in a lot more places by the time this thing starts.

Dave: Great. Now let's throw this to the phonelines, shall we?

Hot Stuff nods.

Dave: Hello, you're on the air caller.

Caller: Hey, this is Dom from Vegas. I got a question for Hot Stuff.

Dave: Ask away.

Caller: Hey Hot Stuff. Who do you think on the roster could be the next Hot Stuff?

Dave: Great question.

HS: There's two that can really be the next me, depending on a few thing, and that's Kevin Carter and Ace Baldwin. These two got a little thing going on at the moment, but these are the two that I would put money on still having a little thing going on, but over a title, headlining a supercard.

Dave: It was said Ace Baldwin had a lot of places to choose from before coming to SCW, but chose SCW because through his issues with his former employer, you never tried to press gang him in to joining. How true is that?

HS: It is true. Ace liked what he saw with SCW, and we spoke over Twitter about his situation. I was a little down for him because what he could do and how big he could be but I never once said to him, hey jack that stuff in and come to us. I spoke to him a lot about it and told him if he found himself at the end, we'll talk more. He watched more of the shows, got more frustrated where he was and said he was looking at other options, and SCW was always an option for him, was a no brainer I was gonna put a contract under his nose and ask him to consider it.

Dave: And Kevin Carter, a former champion for two years, retired and you managed to get him here.

HS: I heard a whisper or two that Kevin was thinking about returning, thankfully enough, his girlfriend is already here and she put us in touch. It was outside the roster cap, but I pushed for Kevin to become part of the roster to both Christian Underwood and Erik Staggs and both agreed that we would be mad not to try and work something out with Kevin. He's working off some rust but we can see him getting better and better and the rivalry with Ace will kick them both in the seat.

Dave: Great question Dom, next caller, you're on live.

Caller: This is Amanda, I want to ask Hot Stuff about Spike Staggs.

Dave: Go ahead.

Caller: When you got Spike Staggs to return, did you think he would be a champion again?

HS: I trained Spike some, many years ago. I knew he could be a champion again if he wanted it bad enough and Spike wants everything bad enough. Was only a matter of time between me giving him a reality check, till he become a big name player again. People look at him now as a transition champ, but transitions don't last this long. Since he took the title, he has been unstoppable.

Dave: Is it true that the angle with Spike where you busted his knee, was actually real?

HS: Yeah it was. Spike was becoming out of control and I did what I had to do at the time. There's no kiss and make up thing with me and Spike, we do not get on like before, but there's a level of respect and Spike understands why I did it now. I think it made Spike a better person for it and it now drives him on.

Dave: Thanks Amanda, next caller, you're up?

A partly familiar voice is heard.

Caller: Hey boss, ummmm, I'd like to know, is ummm, is cou... I mean is Nick Jones ever gonna get another title shot? I did you what you said Nick.

The word "Idiot" is heard in the back ground.

HS: Is that you B?

Caller: Uhhh, no it's ummmm, Bernard.

HS: That's your real name B.

A dialling tone is heard.

Dave: Was that...?

HS: That was Big B. Come on Nick, if you're gonna crank call, at least get someone to do it that knows how to use a phone.

Dave: Say for arguements sake, that was a real caller. Will Nick Jones get a title match in the future?

HS: In the future, yeah, but Nick is a little tied up taking care of Matthew Kennedy at the moment. Kennedy has been a pain for a while. Nick will take care of him and see what happens after that. Nick can beat most, it's just up to him how high up he wants to push himself.

Dave: Next caller please.

A very high pitched voice.

Caller: Billy James is so gonna kick your ass. You're gonna get hurt you stupid limey.

HS: Ladies and gentlemen, I give you Nick Jones.

Nick: How did you know it was me?

HS: Because you called me a limey, stupid yank.

Nick: Everyone calls you a limey, limey.

Dave: Ladies and gents, it seems like we have Nick Jones on the line.

Nick: They know who I am DJ Lame.

HS: You got a question there Nick?

Nick: Actually I do. When are you gonna realise that I am the biggest star on the roster and should be on the show all the time? I mean I think they should have a Nick Jones angle between every match, followed up with Nick Jones' greatest moments on after the main event.

HS: That could happen once I stop being the top star.

Nick: You show up to get in the ring once every few months.

HS: And I'm still a bigger star.

Nick: Yeah, whatever. Are you planning on showing up at this training thing or can I go and find something else to do?

HS: I'll be there soon.

Dave: Thanks for calling Nick.

Nick: Is this idiot gonna cut me....

Dave: Sounds like you have a busy day lined up.

HS: I do have a training session to do and a check out a ring that possibly could kill me but other than that, a pretty quiet day.

Dave: How does it compare to the days of the past?

HS: It feels more hectic but it's not. Still the same amount of hours in the day, just doing different things from the normal. If I wasn't wrestling, I may have hit the weights rather than get in a ring. I'd have been running around doing a lot of office stuff rather than out and promoting things so much. I'd have been paying people to be out an advertising this, but I'm on this show, I do what every other wrestler does, I just have some extra stuff on top.

Dave: Do you prefer being in the ring or in the office?

HS: Both. I don't mind getting my hands dirty in either way, although running out of matches these days so will have to get used to being in the office more.

Dave: Well thank you for coming in and joining us today Mark, it's been great having you in the studio. We wish you the best of luck in your match and all the success you can have for Sin City Wrestling.

HS: Nice being here.

Dave: Listeners, we'll be back after the commericals. Stay tuned.

Dave hits a button and a commercial plays in the background. Hot Stuff takes the headphones off and places them down on the table. Dave stands up and does the same.

Dave: Thanks for coming in Mark, was a pleasure having you here. Really got a good insight in to what you do.

HS: Cheers. Call the office, let them know who you are, we'll give you listeners a prize worth going for in the future.

Hot Stuff shakes Dave's hand and opens the door, walking out and in to Angelica's waiting arms.

Angelica: Can we go get in the hot tub now? I got an itch for you to scratch.

HS: Gotta do that training session yet.

Angelica puts both hands on Hot Stuff's chest.

Angelica: Ok, but I'm going shopping, you go and get all hot and sweaty and then meet me, and we'll get you hot and sweaty all over again.

HS: Offer I can't refuse.

Hot Stuff and Angelica leave the building.



The Gold Coast Casino in Las Vegas, Nevada is setting up nicely. A ring has already been set up in the middle, all six sides covered in tightly pulled ring ropes. One side has already been set up with seats. The announce table is already being set up to one side, with hired ring crew, lighting rigs are already seen being set up above the ring ramp entrance. Jordan Williams is seen in the ring, frustratingly walking up and down the ring. Hot Stuff walks through the curtain at the top. Looking around at what's going on. Hot Stuff walks down the ramp, casually unbuttoning his shirt. As Hot Stuff gets to the outside of the ring, he jumps up the steps. Jordan sees him.

HS: Yes, I know, I'm late. You've known me how many years?

Jordan: More than I wanna remember.

HS: And how many times have you seen me stroll through the door on time?

Jordan: Not many.

HS: Exactly baldy, exactly.

Jordan frowns as Hot Stuff grabs the top rope and flips over, landing firmly on his feet. He looks across at Jordan.

HS: Still good at that.

Jordan: Yeah, well because you, trying to push things again, there's gonna be no ropes for you to flip over, is there?

HS: Who needs ropes when you're me?

Hot Stuff winks at Jordan.

Jordan: You know what you do need?

HS: Not much.

Jordan: You need your head testing if you think you can breeze through this after making the match some over the top stupid thing.

Hot Stuff tilts his head and shrugs

HS: Nothing I can't handle.

Jordan moves towards Hot Stuff and pushes him back first in to the ropes.

HS: Well that was hard of you.

Jordan: If the ring was set up the way it's gonna be at Blaze Of Glory II, I woulda just planted you on some barbed wire.

HS: Details, details Jordan. Look, if it was the third, and this ring was surround in that evil stuff, I think I would have been a little more aware of it, don't you? Not a stupid man, I'm actually a brilliant man, a sexy man, a stunning man, but a stupid man, I am not.

Jordan: The way you're taking this one so easy, you're gonna be a ripped up man.

HS: Well they say the best of us leave our hearts and souls in the ring Jordan.

Jordan: So you're gonna one up that and leave parts of your body in the ring too? You need to think about this one more than you are.

HS: Yeah, yeah, plenty of time to talk about that one later. Also, for the record bro, leaving voicemails on my phone still isn't gonna make me change my mind about this match, it's gonna happen one way or the other, even if I gotta put barbed wire around Billy's front door and kick his arse in his own living room, it's gonna happen.

Jordan shakes his head sadly at Hot Stuff, but quickly reaches in for a quick lock up. Hot Stuff moves around Jordan and cheekily kicks Jordan in the seat of his pants. Jordan falls forwards against the ropes and Hot Stuff laughs. Jordan turns around with an angry look on his face.

Jordan: Bro, I'm not in the ring with you to mess around. I'm not even in the ring with you to help you beat Billy, but I'm in the ring to stop you getting hurt. Stupid things like that are going to get you hurt.

HS: Do you really think I would do something like that in a match?

Jordan: Yes! You try it in most matches.

Hot Stuff opens his mouth to talk but nothing comes out of his mouth.

Jordan: You know I'm right.

Hot Stuff nods.

HS: Hey bro, double up would ya?

Jordan bends in two and Hot Stuff runs towards him, jumping on Jordan back to back and flipping over him, landing on his feet.

HS: Also do that every match too, no one gives me credit for that, but they remember the good old fashioned kick to the arse.

Jordan quickly moves behind Hot Stuff, wrapping him in a full nelson.

HS: What the hell?

Jordan lifts him over and nails him with the ATL crusher. Jordan releases him and Hot Stuff rolls out of the way.

HS: What the fuck?

Jordan leans down tapping Hot Stuff on the head.

Jordan: Everyone remembers when I do that bro.

Jordan taps Hot Stuff on the head again.

Jordan: I know someone getting slower.

HS: Yeah, you old man.

Jordan puts his hand down, pulling Hot Stuff back to his feet, but Hot Stuff tries to move behind Jordan. Jordan spins, putting a boot behind Hot Stuff's knee and sending him flying back on to the seat of his pants.

Jordan: My money is still on you being slower than I am bro.

A technician climbs the steps.

Technician: Hey boss, we need to check out the barbed wire on the ring, make sure we got enough of it.

HS: I've only just started in here.

Jordan: If you would have turned up on time, we'd have got more done.

HS: Yeah, yeah.

Hot Stuff turns to the technician.

HS: Do what ya have to, we'll be over there.

Hot Stuff points to the set up seats and walks towards the ropes. Jordan follows as Hot Stuff climbs through the middle ropes and to the floor outside. Hot Stuff and Jordan reach the barriers and quickly climb over them, sitting in the first row and watching the ring crew start taking down the ropes.

HS: Go on than.

Jordan: Go on what?

HS: Tell me how stupid I am for doing this bro.

Jordan: You are stupid doing this. You know you're stupid doing this and yet you're still doing this. What's it gonna prove to rip chunks out of each other with that.

Jordan points at the barbed wire as it starts to go up.

Jordan: Look at it. You could lose all kinds of things in there because of that shit. Couldn't you gone with something safer, like dynamite or some shit?

Hot Stuff shakes his head at Jordan.

Jordan: All the years we hit the road together, all the years we showed people that we were best around, will never happen again after this one, cause one of you two will get hurts.

HS: It was never gonna happen anyway. I would never end up on his side again, you got more chance of becoming the next pope.

Jordan: But why make sure it's never gonna happen again? Think, this in front of you, it where one of you will end, if not both of you. What will happen if you both take a bad spill, you both end up caught in that stuff and your careers, both of them, end up finished because of this.

HS: He could have walked away from that contract. I didn't sit there and physically take his hand and chicken scratch his signature on that thing. He could have tucked his tail between his legs and left it at that.

Jordan: You know how to work Billy as much as he knows how to work you. You worked him in to that match, the same way he worked you in to having a match with him here in the first place. You two fools have been playing the same game against each other all the time to try and get what you want. Billy got match five against you, cause he twisted you in to it, you got a possible career ending match, because you twisted him in to it. You're as bad as each other and now one of you have twisted the other in to one of the matches that you won't walk out of in one peice.

Jordan slowly shakes his head as Hot Stuff watches the barbed wire getting stretched around the ring post.

HS: You want the truth bro?

Jordan: Sure. Break the habit of a life time.

Hot Stuff turns to the smiling Jordan with his eyebrows lowered in a frown.

HS: Truth is, all those years I was out of wrestling, sat at home, hit the party scene, spent the money I earned busting my nuts in the ring, I always knew that there would be a match five with Billy James, always lurking around the corner. When the concept of SCW got put in front of me, I knew that again, someday, Billy would return and go for match number five. I knew the people would wanna see match number five and see what me and him could really do, see if we could still get out there and show them the magic. I knew it would be there, we all did, but I didn't want it. Me and this son of a bitch have killed each other for years and I felt even at two all, I proved I was better. When it was becoming blatently obvious five minutes after he turned up, he was coming for me. Second I saw his sorry arse on that ship last year, it was gonna be obvious he was gonna go for it. I come in to this one with nothing to prove, but I sure as shit want to make sure this is the last time you ever see Hot Stuff Mark Ward Vs Beautiful Billy James in any ring, in any country, in any fucking universe. This one has to be it, this one has to be the rubber match.

Jordan looks uneasy.

Jordan: But this?

HS: Ninty minute iron man, war games, a brawl around London, there is and was nowhere to go but this, go to hell, add this career ending son of a bitch to the CV. I don't think we can go anywhere are there. If there was to ever be a six, then the devil himself will have to come up with something cause this is the high end bro. These matches are so high end, they're rarely used. These matches are one step from heaven or hell. I put this out there to put a full stop at the end of this. To write "The end" after this match. When some clever dick makes the DVD or writes the book on this one, this match will be there last in there. I have nothing to prove right now, and will have less to prove when I'm done, but it's time to stop Billy James from getting a bigger pay day, by getting in the ring with me. This hell in front of is, the the definition of the word "over".

Hot Stuff stands up, leaning on the barricades and looking over as the last of the barbed with is clipped in to place. Hot Stuff gives the head technician the thumbs up.

HS: Light it up, get the electricity running through it.

The man nod as Jordan shakes his head in utter disbelief.

Jordan: You can't do this bro.

HS: I can and will Jordan. This is like the final tail in the legend of the wild west. This town ain't big enough for the both of us, this town can only be run by one and it's gonna be me Jordan. This is my ring and it's time to put a stop to this thing.

Hot Stuff climbs over the barricade.

HS: How the fuck do you even get in this thing? A glove wearing technician pulls the barbed wire from the corner, gripping on to a wooden plank and moving it back.

Technician: This piece is connected to the wood, we secure it after you make your entrance and flip the switch on the electrical side of it.

Hot Stuff nods, with a wide smile as he looks at Jordan. Hot Stuff runs up the steps and in to the barbed wire surrounded ring.

HS: Care to join me?

Jordan shakes his head at me.

Jordan: Couldn't get me in there if you paid me bro.

HS: Suit yourself. Secure the wire and lets here the electric.

As the man resecures the wire, Hot Stuff looks over at Jordan.

HS: The ring knows Jordan, this ring can feel it, it knows bad things are gonna happen in here. I can feel it. This ring is screaming at me Jordan, it's screaming out to end this thing, finish it off, send Billy James away one more time. Let him fall from grace faster than an alcoholic eighties wrestler. It's shouting it out loud Jordan, yelling for it at the top of it's lungs. When this place is full to the rafters and people are screaming for it, I will end this shit once at for all, I will end it all, my name is Hot Stuff Mark Ward, I rise to the occasion over and over and over again, I make people like Billy James look weak. I piss on the legacies of all who steps up. It's why I do Jordan, it's what I do and will continue to do, over and over and over.

A buzzing noise is heard as the electrical charge starts to run through the barbed wire ring ropes.

HS: Music to my ears Jordan, music to my ears.

Hot Stuff reaches in to his pocket, pulling out a coin. He flips the coin on to the wire, listening to a buzz and watching the coin fly in to the air and outside the ring.

HS: That should get the old heart racing. This ring is where we say goodbye to this rivalry once and for all. This ring will be the tomb, and I'll be the motherfucker shutting that door one last time.

Jordan cups his head in his hands.

Jordan: It's crazy bro.

HS: Yep, it's crazy bro.

Hot Stuff smiles at Jordan.

HS: Now can someone turn this shit off, I got a hot tub to get to. Training later, elsewhere?

Jordan nods and a technician rushes over to the controls, switching them off....



The bubbling water of a hot tub is heard, the camera turns in to seeing Hot Stuff Mark Ward sitting in the tub as the bubbles roll around him. Next to him, a bikini clad Angelica, the water forcing the bikini to cling tighter to her body. Angelica moves across Hot Stuff, her legs straddling him as she rubs her hands down his upper body. Two other young women step in to the bubbling water. Angelica gets up close, whispering in Hot Stuff's ear.

Angelica: First, I'm gonna rock your world, then they're gonna rock our world.

Angelica bites in to Hot Stuff's neck for a second before pulling away.

Angelica: So get this done, so we can have some fun.

Angelica climbs off of Hot Stuff and moves next to him, as the other women sit either side of them, Hot Stuff looks down the camera.

HS: Just like the old days, eh Billy? Me surrounded by women and you with that ball and chain on ya ankle, that you've symbolized in the shape of a wedding ring. Is that the reason you're back for one last big earner Billy? I've listened to the fans, I've listened to Jordan, and you know what, it's not gonna make me change my mind. How did you like that little surprise Billy? I thought it seemed very, very fitting for something like this to come to an end. I walked around that ring earlier today Billy, pounded my feet on that mat, knowing that you would be there one last time. It knew that I end careers in those kind of circumstances, ask Austin Parker. When his neck got caught in that barbed wire in a Japanese death match we had, that was an accident, that was the end of his career. When yours goes in there, it won't be an accident. It will be completely intentional.  

[Mark Ward]

  I pull Angelica closer.

HS: To me Billy, we are saying goodbye at this point and the ring knows it, I know it. We're saying goodbye to that age old debate of who is the better wrestler, that debate has gone on for years, driving me round the fucking bend. How you could be considered in the same breath as me is beyond a joke. There was never any need for debate Billy, it was always me who was number one and you in my shadow, always. When people said how alike we were, I couldn't buy it. When it came down to the Perfection Connection, you was always the little angel on Jordan's shoulder, I was always the devil on the other shoulder, we were nothing alike Billy boy. In every single way, I was better than you, that's why you constantly chased me for matches. It's why you even got on ya damn knees and gave Christian Underwood a good time to even get this contract to be able to call yourself an SCW star. You chased me because I have given you star power for years, if it wasn't for me, where would you be Billy? Seriously, think about it.

I put my hands and arms under the water.

HS: If ten plus years ago, that douche bag Craig Suchodolski never put us in the ring, where would you have been? Hell, only thing we ever agreed on was the fact he was a douche, I mean a giant massive...

Angelica: Baby, getting off track here.

Hot Stuff stares silently in to the camera.

HS: He was also drunk a lot back then and played a shitload of beer pong.

Hot Stuff nods at the camera with a slight smile.

HS: Anyway, back to the promo. Yeah, that Craig douche, probably drunk after beer pong put us in the match. He was the one who started this one, he was the one that gave you life in a way Billy.

Hot Stuff again looks in the camera with a slight smile, but clears his throat.

HS: He gave you a career just by putting us in the opposite corners of a ring. If he was still around now involved in SCW somehow, I'm sure he's loving this, the fact that over ten years on, I still get to kick your arse. If you didn't end up in that match, where would you have been? Dropped in to the midcard? Opening against nobodies? I know you wouldn't be here anymore because your career would have been meaningless. You would no longer have a reason to be remembered. I am the only reason you're remembered Billy. That's why you keep popping that head up of yours every now again to take a run at me, just so people can remember who you are. If you ever see that Craig guy, don't forget to thank him for giving you the fame you have by making you face me, because it was a big turning point in your life, but when ya done with that, kick him square in the plums for what you're about to go through in the hell. He's to blame for it all Billy. He's the one to blame.

Hot Stuff nods seriously at the camera.

HS: That day changed your life, it gave you the fame, but all these years on, I get to take it all away. Everyone knew I made that match look good, everyone knew every single match we had, I made you look special Billy, special in a good way, not special cause of the out of date haircut, with the clear use of lemon juice in that dome and people treat you differently, not pal, not kind of special. The kind of special you looked every time you was in the ring, people thought you was a superstar.

Hot Stuff moves his head closer to the camera.

HS: People thought you looked good, cause I made you that way, people thought you were good in the ring, cause I made you that way. If I didn't make you look good in that match, I would have looked bad. I could make a one legged midget with cross eyes, a cold, and the wrestling ability and the look of a peanut, look good in the ring. You was more of a challenge than that one legged midget Billy, but I made you look good and that's another reason you keep on coming back. That also ends buddy boy. This is your last meal as a leech, this is it for you.

Hot Stuff leans back, place his arms around Angelica and the other woman.

HS: Everything you have, is because I gave it to you, everything you've ever had, I gave to you. When you go home, get out that shiny new car of yours, walk through that front door, and drop your keys on the side, remember that if it wasn't for me, all that would be replaced with a beat up old shit box car and a cheap motel room. Without me, you'd have been less than nothing. That fit little stunning wife of yours would have been sitting in this hot tub right now with a winner. I think we could have made room for her. We could have always made room her Billy and when she sees what a loser you are after Blaze Of Glory II, she may just wanna come join us over here.

Hot Stuff smirks.

HS: Living my life, is the kind of life you always wanted Billy, coming back to try and get one over on me once more is never gonna give you the life you always wanted. I am the life you could have had if you had that thing called talent.

Hot Stuff shakes his head.

HS: We'll put that on the list with all the other things you're not blessed with, shall we? I think you need to work out what to do when all this is said and done Billy. I mean, when they stitch you up, bandage you up and you get out of that hospital in weeks to come, no one's gonna want to see me kick your arse again, no one's gonna actually believe you'll ever kick my arse, it will be a non starter, so then what? Back to the rock you came crawling out from to remind people you're Billy James and you've famously got brutality beat and sodomized with a barbed wired wrapped stick? You'll be done here, finished off, be sitting somewhere else while that contract of yours ticks away like sands falling in an hour glass. You might as well turn that glass upside down now Billy, cause the end of that career comes soon for you.

Hot Stuff points to an imaginary watch on his wrist.

HS: As usual Billy boy, you're gonna see I'm too damn hot...

Hot Stuff winks at the camera.

HS: For you to handle...

Hot Stuff sits back and smirks.

HS: Also Billy, these two have had my hand on my junk the whole way through and I still come out with this great promo. Give up now Billy, they already know I'm a class above.

Hot Stuff waves at the camera as the scene fades out for the last time.

(OOC: Sorry for the triple post, boards hate me but screw it, I'm HS after all )