Logan had fended off Bill and Justin in the Pin the Jackass Gauntlet only for the mystery opponent who ended up being Guy with a Cape! And Logan was livid because Guy had very much stolen from him, however the bosses were unhappy with Guy as well as they had booked a title match between Guy and Logan for the opening match of this week’s Climax Control, can Logan get his title back?
Backstage at Climax Control 427, Colorado Springs, Colorado
Sunday the 15th of June 2025, 21:00pm
That NEVER should’ve happened.
I don’t care what the King for a Day Contract says, Guy HAD NO RIGHT to steal my title! I have worked far too hard over the past five months to claim my throne and he stole it from me on my first defence.
And rather than do the right thing the bosses are “looking into it”?! The only thing that should be looked into is that that that title match should have been null and void, what the hell where they thinking allowing Guy to book that match?!
This isn’t over, I can promise you that!
”GUY!” I screamed into the void as I threw furniture and weapons around, the women in my life were nowhere to be seen and I needed a victim and soon! ”GIVE ME BACK MY TITLE YOU FUCKNG COWARD! YOU ARE UNWORTHY! A JOKE!”
I heard footsteps behind me and I span around, fist clenched and ready to punch, I only stopped, inches away from my fist connecting with her face, when I saw it was Marissa. ”Oh go ahead Logan, punch my fucking lights out!” Marissa commented dryly as the Brunette woman stared me down, behind her was Brooke, Marissa’s younger twin sister and my girlfriend and besides them? Ms. Rocky Mountains, a woman who had faithfully served in SCW since its inception, counting them? Marissa did a quick headcount of those who were around us, maintenance staff keeping their distance from me or security ready to step in. ”I’m sure Mark and Christian would love to hear that you punched a woman who’s 1. Not even employed by SCW and 2. Not even a trained wrestler from all twenty of these witnesses, including Brooke and a woman who’s served this company longer than I spent in puberty!”
“Thanks for making me feel old Marissa.” Rocky responded dryly as she rolled her eyes and I turned to her. “I know you just turned twenty but can you at least give that a break.”
”Not when the now former Roulette Champion is throwing the mother of all temper tantrums and nearly punched me.” Marissa responded before she turned to me. ”Now, are you ready to talk or………..”
”DO NOT TEST ME MARISSA!” I snapped after I pulled my fist back but Marissa, despite being significantly shorter than me, didn’t back down. ”I have put in more work in FIVE MONTHS than that idiot has done since he won King for a Day twice! He does not deserve the Roulette Championship, I DO! That clown is a fucking disgrace to this company!” I pointed my finger right at Marissa’s face. ”And I have put up with enough of your insolence since the Viking Era Tour…….”
”SHUT UP! JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP FOR FIVE FUCKING MINUTES!” Marissa interrupted me as she swatted my finger aside. ”I put up with enough of your bullshit last Monday Logan when you and Brooke made me dine along on my fucking birthday but I will not be spoken to like that! Have you even checked your phone?!”
I didn’t need to answer Marissa’s question because the new text notification, I located my phone among the wreckage, it had ended up near Brooke’s feet and she bent down to pick it up. ”You’re fucking welcome by the way!” Brooke added as I snatched the phone from her hand and entered my passkey. ”Because while you were out here wrecking the joint? I was off doing my job as your manager!”
”What the hell are you talking about?!” I demanded before looking at the text, once again I was in the opener, once again I was facing Guy and once again? It was for the Roulette Title. ”How?!”
”Yeah, as it turns out? You’re not the only one pissed about how that title match went down!” Brooke responded as the onlookers started to disperse and I stared at my beloved. ”They wanted you to hold the title for longer but didn’t want to pass on an opportunity to have you defend the title! And now? They booked a rematch between you and Guy! So once again, you’re fucking welcome!”
I stared at the two women fuming before grabbing my duffel bag and storming off. ”We leave for Denver first thing in the morning! And no, that is not negotiable!”
”Oh sure! I’ll just cancel my dinner date with a cute guy I met while you were on your ego trip.” Marissa responded as she rolled her eyes and I ignored her. ”You do know I have a life outside of this damn trio, right?”
”I don’t care!” I snapped at Marissa and her eyes narrowed. ”Your room won’t be next to ours, I’ll see too it! Will that suffice?!”
”Oh, that will suffice nicely! I mean, I’d rather have a separate hotel across the fucking city.” Marissa responded as she rolled her eyes. ”But it’s crystal fucking clear that you don’t care what I want!”
”And let me make one thing fucking clear before we call it a night Logan.” Brooke responded as she marched up to me. ”I don’t care if it’s a mistake or not, raise your fist to my sister again and I will drop you where you stand!”
”You wouldn’t dare!” I snarled at the red haired woman and Brooke folded her arms. ”We need each other!”
”Need?! You’re the boyfriend I met when we were both training at the Go Gym who I manage in a wrestling promotion.” Brooke responded with an incredulous look on her face as she stared me down. ”I’ve literally known that woman since we shared our mother’s room! Mari might annoy me sometimes but she’s still my twin sister and I need her a hell of a lot more than I need you! I fucking mean it Logan, if I am forced to choose between my flesh and blood and you? Mari wins every time, got it?!”
”Understood.” I snarled before tossing my motorbike helmet at Brooke and she caught it. ”Don’t come after me, I will get an Uber to the hotel, I need time to think!”
”Fine!” Brooke responded before she turned to her sister once I was out of sit, out of reach and out of mind. ”Look, I’m sorry for Monday and everything that happened afterwards, you okay?”
”I’m fine, just pissed off.” Marissa responded before she turned to Rocky. ”Welp, you wanted your exclusive insight into Logan’s thoughts, there they are!”
“Marissa, I’m just glad you’re not hurt.” Rocky responded plainly and the two younger women nodded in agreement. “And frankly? You both could do a lot better than him, I’ll be around if either of you wants a chat, but I have a job to do now, see you on Sunday girls.”
”See you.” Marissa responded before turning to Brooke. ”What now?”
”I’ve got a spare woman’s helmet in my motorbike’s side compartment, we’ll take the bike back to the hotel.” Brooke responded as she started walking alongside Marissa. ”Are you sure you’re okay?”
”Honestly?” Marissa responded as she shook her head. ”No.” Marissa added before they walked off.
Escapeworld Denver, Denver, Colorado
Tuesday the 17th of June 2025, 11:00am
They that that I needed a break, the only thing I need to break is the worthless fool’s arms!
The three of us doing an escape room was Marissa’s idea and Brooke dragged me along because she hoped that this would mend tension that occurred Sunday night following that joke of a match between myself, Smith, Barnhart and Guy! I should still be the champion! Guy had no right to abuse his authority like that and the bosses allowing it only exposes them as the spineless fucking cowards they are.
When I talk about ushering in a new age? This is what I talk about.
”Marissa, must you insist on stealing my glory?” I grunted as looked at Brooke’s older twin sister while she solved another of the room’s puzzles, Marissa just ignored me and continued on her way. ”I asked you a question!”
”You overthought the first puzzle so much that it took us an hour to get out of the first room!” Marissa responded as she turned to me, the books on the shelf that she had been arranging a moment ago with the aid of a chair (as they were too high up for her 5ft 4 frame to reach otherwise) were now presenting an image of something that I had seen in the room. ”And the guys in charge described it as easy!”
”Can we stop sniping at each other for five minutes!” Brooke grunted in annoyance as the redhead looked between the two of us. ”Seriously, we came here to unwind, not argue more!”
”Maybe but he’s hardly the one to talk about stolen glory.” Marissa grunted before motioning to the books. ”Okay, I arranged these damn things in the order that that drawing Brooke found in the desk draw specified, what now?”
I looked around the room for a minute before nodding to a painting on the far wall. ”Does the image on the books not match that painting?” I asked and before Marissa could answer I went up to the painting and took it down. ”There’s a safe, with the queen of hearts on it.”
”Didn’t you say the books had different card game shit on them?” Brooke commented to Marissa and she got back on the chair to reach up again, but it started to slip and Brooke quickly moved in to stabilize it. ”You okay sis?”
”Considering complaining to management about how this room clearly wasn’t designed with short women in mind but yeah, I’m fine.” Marissa responded before she starting going through the boots, in the process lifting up her top to briefly expose her midriff. ”Ace of diamonds, Jack of Spades, here we go! Queen of Hearts!” Marissa took the book out and sat down on the chair. ”If we end up in Alice In Wonderland will we meet the Chesire Cat?”
”Just open the damn book woman!” I snapped at her and Marissa shook her head before opening the book. ”What do you see?”
”Nice to see he’s learned his manners.” Marissa grumbled before looking. ”The pages are just blank cardboard but there’s a hole in the middle, along with a key and a paper.” Marissa handed the key to Booke who proceeded to pass it along to me as Marissa checked the paper. ”At dawn I have four legs, by noon I have two and by the evening’s twilight I have three, what am I? That’s one of the oldest riddles in the book, the answers a human being.”
”Right, right, baby walks on all fours, as an adult they walk on two but as an old man they need a walking stick.” Brooke nodded as she remembered the riddle before eyeing something on the desk next to me. ”Babe, what are those pictures? The small ones right below the safe?”
”Family pictures, but I see five.” I responded as I knelt down for a better look. ”The baby first, then the adult, and………” As I placed the third picture into place a click was heard and the safe opened on it’s own, revealing a lockbox.
”Does the key fit?” Marissa called out as she stood up and I nodded as I turned the key, inside? Another key, clearly meant for the door. ”Toss it here, we probably don’t have much time left because you spent so much time messing………..”
“And that’s time! Brooke, Marissa, Logan, you only made it as far as the fourth room.” The announcer informed us and just like that the door in front of Marissa locked. “Better luck next time folks!”
”I wasted my afternoon FOR NOTHING?!” I bellowed as I pounded the desk in frustration. ”I will have my vengeance in this life or………..”
”I can’t believe I have to say this, but this is an escape room, not a Gladiator Arena! We’re leaving.” Marissa cut me off and I begrudgingly followed the two beautiful women out of the room. ”Tomorrow, you, me, spa day, we’ll leave Logan at the hotel.” Marissa whispered to Brooke as we exited and she quickly nodded in agreement.
”Just remind me to leave him the Switch.” Brooke responded before we all left the room.
Local Park, Denver, Colorado
Tuesday the 17th of June 2025, 21:00pm
*promo time*
I had a lot to say as me and Brooke got ready to cut my promo and Marissa acted as the camerawoman and I was furious.
”In ancient times, thieves would get their hands cut off if they were caught stealing. Now? They award a moronic clown for stealing my glory!” I said as I spat to the ground, glaring at the camera with malicious intent. ”DO YOU REALLY THINK YOU EARNED THE ROULETTE CHAMPIIONSHIP GUY?! YOU EARNED FUCK ALL! I have been working, grinding and perfecting my craft throughout the six months that I’ve been on the SCW Roster, and when I finally achieve my destiny?!
YOU STOE IT! First by making that ridiculous gauntlet match and after I disposed of the weaklings known as Justin Smith and Bill Barnhart YOU SWOOPED IN AND STOLE MY TITLE! You are a cancer to SCW! You and all your ilk!” I fumed as I glared at the camera, my eyes full of rage. ”You, Kevin Carter, the Harrises, you are all the same, you want the glory for yourselves AND GOD FORBID SOMEONE ELSE COMES IN AND ACHEIVES SOMETHING ON YOIUR WATCH! I will purge the cancer from SCW!”
It was at that point that Brooke stepped up.
”You are a pathetic little man Guy, nothing more than a clown underserving of anything!” Brooke snarled as she paced around the park. ”And what’s worse? You use the fact that I’m a model to claim that I’m an AI Bot on Twitter? Go to hell! I don’t understand why the bosses keep someone as deeply moronic as you around but they do and because you cheated to beat my client that makes you worthy?!”
You’re not worthy enough to polish my shoes, never mind carry around a championship that doesn’t belong to you!” Brooke said as she flipped some hair over her shoulder staring through the camera the whole time. ”And I’m sure the idiots in the SCW locker room are scrambling to their keyboards, ready to say that I helped Logan, SO WHAT IF I DID?! I’m his manager, I look out for his best interests in and out of the ring, just because the likes of LJ Kasey thinks that one lucky win when all he’s accomplished is dating the youngest looking 41 year old cougar I’ve ever seen he thinks that makes him an authority on who deserves what? Your brother should’ve punched you harder in that boxing match, it’s easily the best thing you’ve done since our feud LJ! As for you Guy? All your defenders won’t save you on Sunday!”
I stepped forward again, snarling as I did.
”You think you can bury me like all the others Guy? The only thing that’ll be dug is the six foot deep hole for yourself!” I stated as I folded my arms, rage still firmly in my eyes. ”I am coming to take back what’s rightfully mine Guy! Maybe then you’ll do everyone a damn favour and disappear for good from this promotion, no one wants a clown who thinks they can dictate what happens in SCW, you weren’t wanted as a referee and you’re not wanted as a wrestler either! I am going to do the whole roster a favour on Sunday after I correct that travesty!
They don’t know it yet but what I will do on Sunday will be for the benefit of all!” I added as I continued to fume. ”You will not burry me Guy, I refuse to be one of your victims, the only one being victimized in this match is a damn close who fails to realize that they are the punchline of every damn joke in SCW!”
Brooke stepped forward again, no less angry than before.
”When we arrived in SCW? It was to usher in change! For too long the divisions that were once great have been haunted by the ghosts of wrestling’s past! Neither me or Logan realized at the time that one of our first victims would be a damn clown, but here we are!” Brooke added as she made a fist. ”We seek to craft SCW in our own image, and you Guy? You are not part of our vision for this company’s future! We haven’t been wrestling long, sure, but you know what Guy?
In the six months since we graduated from the Go Gym, in the six months since we put our name to paper on our first SCW Contract? We have made more waves than you have ever made since you came into the company!” Brooke added as she smirked a little to herself. ”You may parade your ill-gotten championship for now Guy but know this, we will not stand for this injustice for much longer! That title is rightfully Logan’s! I don’t care what the bosses or the record book says! That gauntlet match never should’ve been booked in the first place!”
I stepped forward again, rotating my head and neck as I did.
”Thieves deserve nothing but the noose! Regardless of what Christian may have said on Twitter, I know I am right! I never asked for that shot against Aiden, I never begged, I never pleaded, yet you abuse your authority, out yourself as a spineless coward in the process and everyone ignores the fact that I AM A VICTIM!” I snarled as I lowered my gaze, glaring at the camera as I did, ”And yes, you are a coward, while Justin and Bill were man enough to confront me face to face and actually fight? YOU HID!
Do you understand what I am saying Guy? You are lower than Justin Smith and Bill Barnhart, they fought me man to man, mano on mano, you hid in the crowd, you didn’t even have the decency to come out and say that you were the fourth challenger for the match, you knew that you were dead the moment I got my hands on you!” I snarled as I started to pace around the area with my hands in my pockets. ”You are in a war that you cannot win! A true man fights all his battles with honour and yes, me and Brooke have ambushed our enemies in the past, you want to know what makes me different? Unlike you, I NEVER ATTACKED A MAN FROM BEHIND OR BLINDED A MAN TO WIN A MATCH!”
Brooke stepped forward again, looking at her nails as she did.
”What you see before you is a real man because unlike you Guy? He wrestles with honour! Do I help him out when the time comes for it? Of course I do! I’m his manager, remember? That’s what a good manager does!” Brooke added as she flipped some hair over her shoulder. ”I don’t get paid to just stand around at ringside and give the male fans, and some female fans, this is pride month after all and no matter what you think of me and Logan? We do support gay rights and everything that comes with it, my point is?
When I manage Logan I do everything in my power to help my man win matches, that is what a good manager is supposed to do, that is why I will win Manager of the Year come the Year End Awards at High Stakes!” Brooke stated as she glared at the camera. ”I am not just the smoking hot redhead who hangs around at ringside during Logan’s matches nor am I a AI Bot as that absolute moron claims! Me and Logan are the future and come High Stakes? Guy will be nothing but a distant, deeply regrettable memory.”
I shook my head as I stepped forward.
”Who put you up to this Guy?! Last year, when you won the King for a Day the first time you never booked yourself in a title match even with the cowardly way that you did! No, you are far too moronic for that!” I snarled before shaking my head. ”NEVER MIND! I don’t care, whoever they are I will deal with those imbeciles as soon as this injustice is rectified! You were The False King last week Guy because you blinded Arte to win the match, why? BECAUSE YOU CAN’T WIN WITHOUT BURRYING SOMEONE ELSE!
I will not be your latest victim, I will be the man who is celebrated for lifting the curse of Guy With a Cape from Sin City Wrestling for good!” I stated as I glared directly at the camera. ”You humiliated me last week and now you carry around a stolen title like you earned it when in fact? YOU DID FUCK ALL TO EARN THAT TITLE! King for a Day grants you the power to book your own Climax Control yes! But that doesn’t automatically mean that you book your own title match! As much as I loathe to praise that woman? You should’ve followed Alexandra’s example!”
Brooke stepped forward again, shaking her head as she did,
”Do you understand how low Logan had to sink just now, Guy? Alexandra, as much as it SICKENS ME to praise her, didn’t book herself in a title match, she didn’t even book LJ against Logan for the title or herself against her old friends Victoria Lyons or Bella Madison,, no, instead she just took the night off!” Brooke shook her head as she folded her arms. ”And she was a better ruler than you for it! Now, would we have done the same if Logan had won King for a Day instead?
Yes, we have it all planned out! I was even going to serve as the ref! But you want to know what separates us Guy?” Brooke added as her eyes narrowed. ”Unlike you we would’ve been upfront about it! Unlike you there would be no subterfuge and unlike you? Logan would’ve won after actually putting in effort! A man as pathetic as you Guy isn’t even worth spitting on!”
It's that simple.
”What happened last Sunday was a travesty of justice, but because the bosses are spineless cowards, they didn’t strip Guy of the title like they should’ve! No, the best they did was book this rematch!” I snared as I glared at the camera. ”And that’s fine by me because I plan on taking my title back by force! The future of SCW will not be forged by a damn clown who’s been employed for too damn long! I will not allow it!”
And with that I decided to wrap things up.
”The future will instead be forged in fire by myself and Brooke! And I do not care how many bodies I leave in my wake!” I stated as I started to pace around the area some more. ”And at the end of the week? All will be right in Sin City Wrestling, the Roulette Title will be back where it belongs and you will be gone, woe to the vanquished, for the reigns of false kings and fraudulent champions will not be remembered or mourned! And woe be to Guy for as he embraces oblivion? I will reclaim my throne!”
Marissa turned off he camera as the scene fades.
