[Jayden]

Sitting right there in front of his laptop with her wide open. Jayden’s eyes were fixed on the screen. A video was coming to an end on said laptop. A video that just so happened to involve the former one-time SCW Heavyweight Champion, Senor Vinnie. Instantly the man found himself bringing his hands to his temples and rubbing them with his eyes closed.

JAYDEN: What kind of ret---

Before he could even finish the statement he was going to make. He found himself being cut off. By the voice of his sister who just happened to be walking through the room holding his daughter.

MIKHALIA: Jayden! It’s twenty twenty five. You cannot say words like that.

JAYDEN: It’s not my fault he’s clearly mentally challenged.

MIKHALIA: That you can say. The other word you cannot. Be more respectful of people.

JAYDEN: That thing... that thing I just saw. That doesn’t deserve respect. It should be put down via lethal injection.

MIKHALIA: Wow! Can you tell me how people are cheering for someone like you? You’re such an asshole.

JAYDEN: Way to be a role model. Calling me names in front of my daughter.

He found himself standing up from where he was sitting. Grabbing a hold of his phone off the desk next to his laptop and turning towards his sister. By now she had put his daughter Amarissa down on the floor. Sitting there with her playing with one of her stuffies.

JAYDEN: Look, I am proud of who I am. Don’t plan on changing for anyone or anything. Especially not some bullshit ass woke or cancel culture.

MIKHALIA: Whatever you say Jayden. One of these days it’s going to come back to get you.

JAYDEN: And I’ll handle it when it does. Anyway, can you do me a favor and watch her for just a few minutes longer?

MIKHALIA: Sure.

Following her response. Jayden found himself walking through the living room area bypassing the two of them. Going up to the two sliding glass doors that led to his backyard. Pulling it open long enough to step out and then closing the door behind him. Thankfully around this time of year the New Orleans weather was starting to get nice out. Sun beaming down made things warmer where he stood right in the direct sunlight. With his phone in hand, he opened it up, and pulled up his camera app. Flipping to the video and instantly pressing the red record button.

“ Strange Bedfellows Tag Match...

Can’t say that it’s something I saw coming, but then again I didn’t exactly expect everything to play out the way it did last week either. I’m starting to learn to become a little more chill and roll with the punches as they come. So as much as I wanted that win against James. In the end I still got a chance to be in the Elimination Chamber. That is a win in itself. So now that it’s official. The powers that be want to shake things up and create some drama heading into this thing.

And it’s decided this week a Strange Bedfellows Tag Match will take place. Miles Kasey and I will be forced to lean on each other. While on the other side of the ring Eddie Lyons and Senor Vinnie will be forced to do the same thing. Now, ya boy is going to keep it a hundred with you. I know about Eddie and trust me. There’s going to come a time and place where I say what I need to say about you. But I had no fucking clue who Senor Vinnie was. I had to go do a little bit of research. ”

In doing so the very first word that came to mine was apparently going to be enough to want to have the cancel culture folks beating down my door. So, I’ll just say in doing my research. I have discovered that you are a very ‘interesting’ fella to say the very least Vinnie. To be fair I don’t know if you are actually a mentally disabled person. Which whatever, all for being all inclusive or shit I guess. It’s either that or the shit you say and do. You genuinely find it to be the funniest shit known to man.

I don’t find it amusing. I don’t find how anyone else finds it amusing. As a matter of fact I feel like comedy greats like George Carlin, Bernie Mac, and Robin Williams would be rolling in their graves right now if they knew that you called that comedy and it actually got laughs. As I watched all of this unfold with my research. I honestly thought you were just another Justin Smith. Just on a different end of the spectrum. Which was blowing my mind in trying to figure out how the hell you qualified for the chamber.

Then that’s when it hit me like a ton of bricks. Your goofy ass has somehow someway managed to win the World Heavyweight Championship in the past. I do not know how that is possible. I do not know how you got yourself in that position. Maybe promos aside. You’re just one of the baddest men to ever step inside a squared circle. I don’t see how, but there’s a chance I could be wrong. I guess I’ll find out soon enough. But the point is you have held the championship before.

And much to my even bigger surprise. It wasn’t just a hold it for a week situation. It wasn’t a hold it for a month situation. It wasn’t a hold it till you actually defended it for the first time situation. No you managed to hold that championship from August of 2019 to December of 2019. Almost a full for months of Senor Vinnie Mania running wild around here. I don’t know how many times you defended the title during that run. I don’t know the actual caliber of contenders you had.

To be quite honest. It doesn’t even matter if I did or didn’t know those situations. The main fact remains that you have been the King of the Mountain once around here. One more time than I ever have been. So based on that I have to give you a little bit of respect. A little bit of credit where credit is due. I will acknowledge what you have done which is more than some people will do. However, I will warn you. That going into this match. It’s time to pull your head out of your ass and put the comedy shit aside.

See. Standing across the ring from me. You need to be all seriousness and all business. My father gave everything he ever had to this business. Lots and lots of sacrifices made. To the point that when I said I wanted to follow in his footsteps. He made it very clear to me. I had to be just as good or better than him or get the hell out of his business and stay out of it. There was no time to play around. No time to be funny. No time to crack jokes. It was only time to buckle down, get good at the basics, expand, and then take over.

I understand that I’ve still got a lot of challenges ahead of me. Especially coming off a brain injury that almost ended my career. I understand that I’m not where I want to be. I’m not as good as I should be yet. I get that I have so much left to do before I earn a certain level of respect and before I stand commanding people to grovel at my feet. But I’m not afraid of the grind. I’m not afraid of getting my hands dirty. I’m not afraid of putting in the time and effort to get better.

That’s what I am supposed to do. But the problem here with you, Vinnie is you don’t take this business as serious as you should. You make a mockery out of it every chance you get from what I have seen. You think everything is one big joke. And maybe the most disappointing thing about all of that is the fact that you have been to the top of the mountain once with the way that you are. That now you just expect people to give you the respect, grovel at your feet, and believe that you are this big deal.

Yet, you won’t put in any more work to get better or to show why we should do those things. You’re flat out comfortable and I get it. You walked right back into this company after several years off. Instantly giving the shot at the chamber. Making you think and believe you still have some stroke around here. Maybe you do with the bosses. Maybe you do with the people that remember you. Maybe you do with some of the fans. But with me? I give you respect for what you did in the past.

However, You still have to prove yourself to me. You have to show me who you are and what you are capable of. You have to show me you’re willing to dig down deep and risk it all to be on top. You still have to show me how good you can be in that ring. If you don’t want to. If you don't want to put in that work and think that what you have already done is good enough. Then you’re about to find yourself in for a very rude and brutal awakening, Vinnie.

I am a man that wants it all. I want to be the face of the company. I want to be the guy that’s putting on five star main events. I want to be the guy the company can lean on during hard times. I want to one day be able to call myself the SCW World Heavyweight Champion. I’d even like to one day call myself a SCW Hall of Famer. But none of that can happen if I don’t put in the work. So the grind has officially begun. First stop is this Sunday. Where you have one option.

Step up or get choked out! ”

Right then Jayden pressed his thumb right back to the red button on the app to put an end to the recording. All that remained was for him to upload the video and watch the chaos ensure. Being a very self aware man. Knowing what he said very well could end up ruffling some feathers. It could upset people. Make him a true enemy. If that’s what it came down to. So be it. The option was going to remain the same either way.


The roaring engine of the dark orange 2025 Mustang GT Premium found itself pulling into the parking lot of the Billy Graham Civic Auditorium. With the convertible top down it wasn’t hard to spot the shaggy hair of Jayden’s blowing in the wind. Those dark sunglasses hiding his eyes while sitting in her passenger princess position was his fiancée.

Pulling that car into the nearest free parking spot and killing the engine. Jayden instantly opened up his driver’s side door and got out. Turning to reach in the backseat to grab his gear bag. Hearing the door from the passenger side slam shut. He looked over in Saraia’s direction. Her face twisted up with annoyance.

JAYDEN: Chill with slamming my door. This thing costs more than you realize. I know the concept of money is hard for you and all.

SARAIA: Oh... You’re right. How silly of me.

Out of nothing but spite. She gripped the door handle of the door she just closed. Pulling it back to open it and swing the door all the way open. Before slamming it shut with all her weight. Even making sure to slam her hip into it. Doing what she could do put a dent into the door. Thankfully for Jayden’s sanity and pockets it didn’t happen. She looked back at him with sarcasm and spoke.

SARAIA: Oops.

The one they called the Brat couldn’t do anything but roll his eyes. Slinging his backpack over his shoulder and starting to step around the car.

JAYDEN: This is why I don’t take you places with me. You just make it your life’s mission to stress me out, annoy me, and piss me off.

SARAIA: Funny you say that. I think the same thing about you. I am cute. I am adorable. I’m your wildest fantasy come true. And yet you fail to keep me happy. May I remind you I had a life before I met you. I gave it all up for you.

JAYDEN: Selling your feet pictures to old men that are on the verge of dying any minute isn’t exactly having a life if I’m being honest.

SARAIA: You’re so goddamn rude!

She stopped dead in her tracks from where she was walking. Stomping her feet, folding her arms across her chest, and huffing with anger. Jayden had no choice but to stop and look back at her.

JAYDEN: What? What have I done now to not keep you happy?

SARAIA: I come alllll the way out here with you to San Francisco. Stuck in the car with you for over thirty hours. Because you just wanted to show off this stupid car. We get here. We’ve done nothing. Nothing I have wanted to do!

JAYDEN: What did you actually expect from me, Saraia? I’m only in this goddamn city for work.

SARAIA: I expect you to take me to all my favorite stores. I expect you to buy me all the nice things this city has to offer. Including the best and most delicious food. To which you’ve done none of that.

JAYDEN: Again. I’m here for work. Is that really that difficult to comprehend?

SARAIA: Well what’s more important? Work or me? You know your future wife. Mother to your little girl. The best thing to ever come into your life.

JAYDEN: I am not going to have this damn argument with you.

Rolling his eyes. Turning himself back around and attempted to start walking forward. Saraia just scoffed in disbelief and frustration. Finding herself storming right past him as he approached the exist of the parking garage. She found herself even storming right past a father and his young son that were standing there in hopes to meet wrestlers as they showed up.

Saraia’s attitude carried her in her own way and in her own direction away from the parking garage. Jayden shook his head some. Feeling a little bit embarrassed over her actions and at the same time partially responsible. He felt the right thing to do was to address the two fans as he was coming right up to them right there at the exit.

JAYDEN: Sorry about that. She’s not the most alert person when she’s frustrated.

FATHER: Oh that’s alright. She looks like she’s a handful.

JAYDEN: You’ve got no idea. But anyway, you guys coming to the show tonight?

FATHER: Yes! My son and I have been wanting to catch a Climax Control for a while. We just wanted to wait till they came back to San Fran.

JAYDEN: Cool, cool. Glad you guys get to have this bonding experience. Well yall have fun out there. Maybe, I’ll see you out there.

From there he nodded in their direction. He had every intention of crossing the street to head for the venue, but before he could take that first step. The young fan beside his father was speaking up.

YOUNG FAN: Hey Jayden.

JAYDEN: What’s up little man?

YOUNG FAN: Can I get your autograph, please?

JAYDEN: I don’t sign a lot of them, but I’ll make an exception for you.

Taking a look at the young fan who was holding out a tiny notepad and pen in his direction. Jayden found himself kneeling down to take both objects. Starting to jot his name down on a piece of paper.

FATHER: He’s been talking about this tag team match all week long. The thing he’s the most excited for.

JAYDEN: Oh yeah?

YOUNG FAN: Mhmmm! You’re my second favorite wrestler. Teaming with my favorite wrestler!

JAYDEN: Only second favorite? Kind of stings a little bit kid.

A small chuckle fell from Jayden’s lips as he handed the pen and paper back to kid. Standing himself back up from his kneeling position.

YOUNG FAN: I am sorry, but Miles Kasey is just so cool. One of the best wrestlers ever. How can anyone not like him?

JAYDEN: That I don’t know man. Thing about wrestling is there’s always something for someone. One person might not be someone’s cup of tea but will end up being someone else’s favorite wrestler. People like what they like, you know.

YOUNG FAN: Are you excited to team with him?

JAYDEN: Excited? Uh...

FATHER: Oh you’re going to break my kid’s heart.

JAYDEN: I don’t really have anything against Miles. But in reality I’m just not a tag team guy. You have to rely on other people. You have to hope that they’re going to have your back. You gotta lean on them to get through the match. And everything I’ve learned about people in wrestling. You can’t trust most of them. They’ll stab you in the back first chance they get. If it means benefiting from it and advancing themselves.

YOUNG FAN: Noooo! Miles would never do anything like that. He’s one of the good guys. You’ll be able to trust him. I just know it.

JAYDEN: You sure about that? Cause everything that happened back around High Stakes. Makes me question whether or not having Miles in my corner is a good idea or not.

YOUNG FAN: But Finn had that coming...

JAYDEN: You know what kid? It’s not really my place to make you see certain things in my eyes. If you’re a big fan of Miles. Good for you, man. Keep being a fan. And as far as I go? Hey, as long as Miles shows up tonight. He holds his own. Gives it his best. Won’t be any issue on my end.

One thing Jayden was going to struggle with was being the ‘good guy’ fans have painted him to be. He was far too blunt and far too honest for his own good sometimes. Not something all fans wanted to hear.

YOUNG FAN: Do you think you guys are going to win?

JAYDEN: Miles and I? I mean without the shake of sounding too full of myself. I don’t see a world where someone with the name Senor Vinnie holds any victory over me.

FATHER: Yeah, but Vinnie does have Eddie Lyons in his corner. Eddie is one heck of a talent. Future World Champion one day.

JAYDEN: Maybe so, but Eddie got the short end of the stick here when it comes to having a tag team partner. Vinnie is the weak link and is going to make Eddie have to work overtime for a win. It just isn’t going to work out in his favor.

YOUNG FAN: Oooh this is going to be super exciting to watch.

JAYDEN: Hahaha. Glad you think so. Look, I gotta get inside. Make sure you guys enjoy the show tonight. These are the memories you’ll want to one day look back on.

Offering a fist bump to the fan. Of course he took Jayden up on that offer, bashing his tiny fist against Jayden’s. Before the Brat found himself jogging across the street real fast and right towards the back door of the arena. The realization started to set in on him at that moment. Tonight was going to be quite the situation for him and everyone else involved.


The lights were as bright as they could be. Shining down to the SCW ring that sat smack dab in the middle of the venue. Clearly, it was hours before the show was even set to take place. In that ring finding himself stretching out and getting himself prepared for tonight was the Brat. Tonight would embark is second match in five months. There was still a long way for the kid to go before he was where he wanted to be, but he was taking the steps to get there.

With a camera crew on hand right there at the empty ringside. They were getting the last few moments of those stretches recorded. As he came out of the stretch and into a sitting position. Jayden took notice of those cameras there. A small smirk instantly forming on the young kid’s lips. This was the perfect opportunity for him to address some of things he had yet to do so this week.

“ In this business. I find it very difficult to feel bad for someone. ”

Both of his hands pushed against the mat of the ring. Before pushing himself all the way right back to his feet. Stepping towards the ring ropes so he could peer over the top rope and down at the camera before him.

“ Especially considering in most situations. People tend to dig their own graves. They tend to be the problem in their own bullshit over the victim they claim to be. Nine times out of ten they have stuck their foot in their mouth and that’s why things end up being so damn hard for them to overcome. When in reality, if they would have just shut their mouth. Times would have been much easier and much smoother. But in this particular situation. I kind of do feel bad for you, Eddie.

You have been saddled with quite the tag team partner. Out of the two of you. It very much screams that Vinnie is the weak link of the team. In some ways I guess it’s better than you got Vinnie over Bill Barnhart in this little Strange BedFellows Elimination Chamber Tag dealio. But even I can admit it’s not that much better based on the things I have seen. The pressure is really going to be on. The bulk of this match is no doubt going to fall on your shoulders. You are going to be at quite the disadvantage.

Something that even you yourself most likely acknowledge even if you don’t say it so publicly. The thing is though, Eddie. You and I are a lot alike in the sense of not being afraid of the challenges that are thrown at us. We’re not afraid to get our hands dirty. Not afraid of the grind. Not afraid to have our backs against the wall and have to fight with everything we have to get out of that situation. We both have no problem at all. Meeting those challenges head on even when it seems like we don't have a chance. ”

Jayden nodded his head a little. Seemingly having some high praise for the man that would end up being one of his foes in the Chamber and tonight.

“ Prime example. I know there was a time that people didn’t think you and Victoria could overcome the juggernauts in the Mixed Tag Team division. Not a single person believed in you two. Especially with Victoria making it a lot harder on you than it needed to be. But you managed to do it. You proved every single one of those haters wrong. Sure, it might have been short lived. But no one can take that away from you. That’s a moment you’ll have.

Just like it’s a moment that you’ll always have when it comes to winning the High Stakes Rumble. That was a match that was stacked. Had former world champions, Hall of Famers, Legends, and even the odd balls out. There weren’t too many people thinking you were the man that was going to go the distance. Not with how stacked things were. But you didn’t let that get to you. You didn’t let it discourage you. You didn’t let it break you down. No, you put your head down and went to work.

Ultimately winning and earning a shot at the World Heavyweight Championship. Regardless of how things played out when you got that championship shot. You had proved you know what its like to put in the world to get up there and there’s no doubt in my mind. We’re going to see you compete for that championship a lot more often. No doubt in my mind that one day. You’ll be able to call yourself the World Champion. For crying out loud there’s a reason you qualified for the chamber.

But there’s just one problem with earning that shot at this particular time. That problem is the fact I’m going to be in the ring with you. I’m going to be one of your oppositions in that Elimination Chamber. This is a shot I want. I want it more than you. I am going to put in that work to make sure that I get it over you. Maybe I am looking too far ahead though. And maybe that's how you look at it too. The current situation is this tag match. Which is going to allow the two of us a chance to mix up for the first time. ”

Taking a second to rub his hands together. There was truly something exciting about first time matchups. Granted it was a tag match. It didn’t have the same effect that a singles match would. But either way the first time with Jayden and Eddie standing at opposite ends of the ring of each other. It was exciting. It was fresh. It was one of those things people couldn’t wait to see. Jayden acknowledged that.

“ Sure, we do have to worry about our respective tag partners. We have to worry about them getting in the way. Potentially screwing things up for us. That’s the risk we take with these types of things. But the moment the two of us get a chance to lock up and take control of the match. It’s going to be something talked about for a good little white. Two second generation superstars. Locking horns. Aiming to make a name for themselves. Putting a show for the fans.

This is the type of shit that brings asses and seats. The type of shit that creates sold out events. The type of shit that keeps putting the legendary into Sin City wrestling. And for us? This is that perfect chance to feel each other. See exactly what we are dealing with when we do get to the chamber. At the same time though this is my chance to stunt your momentum and show you exactly why when you do make it to the chamber. When you do stand across from me. You essentially stand no chance.

I get that’s not something you want to hear or even something you want to accept. I completely understand it’s going to get under your skin. I totally get that it might end up pissing you off. It honestly should. If you care about the business and you care about being good. It sure piss you off and want to make you prove me wrong. I fully expect that to be the case, but at the same time Eddie. It should be in the back of your mind. That I am a man of my word.

When you end up having my arms wrapped around your throat tonight. When you start to struggle to breathe. When you begin to gasp for that air you desperately need to stay conscious. When those eyes of yours start to get heavy and become a struggle to stay open. And when you see that light. Just make sure you go into it. It’s the best thing for you. The sooner you accept your fate when it comes to me. The sooner you’ll be able to pick yourself up and move on. ”

His natural born arrogance was shining through for a brief moment.

“ Let me just leave you with these words Eddie. The movie Lion King will tell you that Mufasa was a great leader. It will tell you that he did right by his kingdom. It’ll tell you that Scar is the villain that backstabbed his brother all because he was jealous. And it’ll tell you that Simba had every right to end up doing everything that he did to Scar when it was all said and done. That’s just the world we live in. Always twisting the truth for the benefit of themselves. But the reality is Scar was always meant to be the King of the Jungle. I saw that. I respect that and I had sympathy for Scar’s downfall.

I refuse to let this story between the two of us play out the same way. You are not the King of the Jungle. You are not the ruler of this Kingdom. I am in no way shape or form jealous of you. Nor am I stabbing you in the back. I am however taking my rightful place as the head honcho of lions around here. You don’t have to like it. You don’t have to accept it. But it would much much easier for you to just step aside instead of making me commit suicide. At the end of the day Eddie. That decision is in your hands, but I’m willing to do whatever it takes to make them hear my mightiest of roars! ”

Jayden took one last look at the camera crew below him filming. Something about his words just seemed to really paint the image that he believed everything he said. Wasting no time he turned away and rolled out of the ring. Ultimately leading to the cameras fading to black for the last time.