The scene opens with a shot over the vast Pacific Ocean. The camera glides toward the Princess Cruise ship, gleaming under the summer sun. Throngs of fans line the railings on every deck, waving signs and throwing up devil horns to the sky. The upper deck has been transformed into a custom-built wrestling paradise, complete with a wrestling ring and LED stage.
The camera then zooms in on the stage, where fireworks explode skyward. The crowd erupts in cheers! The camera glides toward the Princess Cruise ship, gleaming under the summer sun. Throngs of fans line the railings on every deck, waving signs and throwing up devil horns to the sky. The upper deck has been transformed into a custom-built wrestling paradise, complete with a wrestling ring and LED stage.
The camera then zooms in on the stage, where fireworks explode skyward. The crowd erupts in cheers!
The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.
Justin: Coming to the ring…
Suddenly the music changes bridging into "Again" by Black Stone Cherry which interrupts Justin's introduction. Justin immediately switches to the new introduction only to have the camera swing around to the announce table where Ben Jordan and Sam Marlowe are sitting there, the headsets for Jason Adams and Belinda Simone resting on their heads. Sitting on either side of the couple, Belinda and Jason are also wearing headsets.
Justin: Sitting at the announce table…Ben Jordan and Sam Marlowe?!
The music fades as the cameras focus on the pair.
Ben Jordan: Alright people!
The crowd cheer as Ben smiles.
Ben Jordan: The missus and I decided to start our hosting duties early by opening tonight's Summer XXXTreme from the announce table.
He pauses for a second.
Adams: He said missus again.
Simone: Yes he did.
Adams: There is a story here. So Ben, when you are talking about missus are you sugge...
Ben Jordan: That is something for another time. Right now we are here to open the show with a breakdown of what is going to be happening tonight.
The crowd cheer once again.
Ben Jordan: Wanna tell 'em all about it Ginge?
Ben looks towards Sam.
Sam Marlowe: Thanks Ben and yes, tonight at Summer XXXTreme we are starting off the night with a grudge match of Seleana Zdunich versus Cassie Wolfe.
Simone: This is from the Viking tour where Seleana cost Cassie a match and the two are set to settle this in our first match of the night.
Ben Jordan: Then we are going to be needing some long ropes and lifesavers for the next match. Christian Underwood has been waiting for this match. Seven men and six of them are getting wet…
Sam Marlowe: Prat…this isn't a match over the pool yet.
Ben Jordan: nah darlin' this match is an overboard battle royal and the men in this match will be trying to throw everyone overboard. Miles Kasey, Eddie Lyons, Liam Davis, Justin Smith, Aiden Reynolds, Bill Barnhart and Logan Hunter were signed for this match and best be prepared for a long drop off the deck.
Sam Marlowe: But whoever wins the match will get a shot at the biggest superstar title as they are fighting for a shot at the World Heavyweight championship.
Adams: I sincerely hope that they can all swim.
Ben Jordan: And after that match is the first of the Roulette title matches with Artie taking on King Guy with a Cape. These two geezers have been at odds since Guy allegedly misted Artie.
Simone: I was there Ben, there is no "alleged" about it
Ben Jordan: That is what is on this script thingie…makes one think that he might have had input to it. And Artie is getting his chance at payback by getting a chance taking something valuable from King Guy like his Roulette title.
Adams: King Guy really does value that title so this should be a good match.
Sam Marlowe: If one roulette title match isn't enough, then we bring out the Bombshells and do it again. I have to say, I have fond memories of the Bombshell Roulette title…
Ben Jordan: You are very familiar with that title aren't you Ginge?
Simone: A former multiple time champion no less.
Sam Marlowe: Aw shucks. This time however, Harper Mason is looking to end the Victoria Lyons title reign. Will be interesting to see if Mason will be able to. She's feisty so who knows what is going to happen.
Ben Jordan: Then the shot for the Bombshells World title…a double or nothing match. Six Bombshells in one ring and each of them are looking for two pins brcause the first to get two will win the title shot.
Simone: There are some pretty big names in this one…newcomer Amelia Reynolds, returning Joanne Canelli…
Sam Marlowe: Don't forget Andrea Hernandez Diamond Caldwell, Alexandra Calaway and Kate Steele. Some former champions in the mix for a shot at the World Bombshell Championship.
Adams: This is a match we have never seen before and who is going to be keeping track of the pins hmmm? Regerees are going to need eyes everywhere.
Ben Jordan: Then the ropes come off…
Simone: That's right. This Lyons Den match between Jayden Harris and Vincent Lyons Junion is a take on a lumberjack match with the Lumberjacks being SCW superstars. Are you going to be in that mix Ben?
Sam Marlowe: Ben isn't dressed for something like that Belinda. Would not want to mess up the look
Ben Jordan: Ya can dress me up but you can't make me a lumberjack. Besides, I ain't wearing flannel and I don't got a beard.
Sam Marlowe: Y'all have that scruffy look happening though that I like.
Ben Jordan: ahem…Well doesn't mean I can just get involved. I got no contract you know.
Simone: I am sure that if you wanted one there would be a couple of owners banging down your stateroom door.
Ben Jordan: Don't need that
Simone: Then let's talk about what match is next. This one is over the pool in an Ultimate X match for the Bombshell Internet championship.
Adams: The champion Mercedes Vargas defends her title against Bella Madison and newcomer Lilith Locke. My money is on a couple of people ending up in the pool.
Sam Marlowe: Whoever wins this match will deserve it because this is a heck of a match. You gotta get the belt without being sent to the cold water below.
Ben Jordan: Then it is time for the bloody internet championship.
Sam Marlowe: That is no reason to curse darlin'
Simone: He's not cursing Sam. It is a first blood match for the internet title between two old friends…Alexander Raven and the champion Kevin Carter.
Adams: They used to be great friends and who knows what has caused this feud but it will end tonight maybe…in blood.
Sam Marlowe: Then there are the main events for the two top titles in Sin City wrestling.
Ben Jordan: Right…first is the match between Frankie Holliday and Kayla Richards for the World Bombshell championship.
Simone: Frankie earned the shot by winning the Blast from the past tournament this year…speaking of Sam, weren't you involved in that yourself.
Sam Marlowe: I was and sadly, didn't make the fnals although ui am still here at Summer XXXTreme ain't I?
Ben Jordan: That you are Sammi. But these two Bombshells are going to be really taking the mick out of each other for that title. And you ain't got a contract either love.
Simone: He is right Sam.
Adams: But that doesn't mean that you won't get one. I am sure that Mark Ward or Christian Underwood would love to have you back on contract here in SCW.
Sam Marlowe: Awww you're sweet Jason. But that match doesn't end the night. In the other main event you have the other Blast from the Past winner J2H facing HB Carter for the SCW World Heavyweight championship. Carter has silenced some very big critics as of later with his winning ways.
Simone: That's true.
Ben Jordan: J2H though…he's one of the tops when it comes to this title Sam. He isn't going to go down without a fight. After all, he did win that Blast from the Past on the superstar side.
Adams: Whoever wins this match will prove one thing.
Sam Marlowe: What's that Jason?
Adams: They earned it.
Ben looks down at his watch and then up at Sam.
Ben Jordan: Enough of the rabbiting Ginge, time to hand this over to Belinda and Jason. It's been brilliant people.
Simone: Thank you Ben and Sam for getting this show under way. Let's go SCW…it is time for Summer XXXTreme.
Blame it on the boom boom begins to play as Ben and Sam remove the headsets and begin to interact with the fans at ringside. The camera moves back to Belinda and Jason.
Adams: Ben Jordan and Sam Marlowe…great job. But got me thinking…should we be worried about our jobs?
Simone: I don't think I have anything to worry about. You on the other hand…
Adams: Hey!
The camera is shown panning across the excited fans at Summer XXXTreme…………before a feminine hand reaches over and grabs it! The camera is then pointed towards Brooke Shields. Twenty year old manager/girlfriend of Logan Hunter and the stunning redhead is walking backwards as she leads the camera away.
Brooke: Enough of those idiots! It's time you saw the man of the hour!
Brooke says before she finally stops at a railing overlooking the ocean where Logan is leaning against it with his arms crossed, standing nearby is Brooke's older twin sister Marissa, just as beautiful as Brooke but sporting the twin sisters' natural dark brown hair colour while Brooke's hair is clearly dyed!
Brooke: We have ranted enough about the injustice of the Roulette Division and for now? We're moving on to the big leagues.
Logan: My sermon of damnation is at hand!
Brooke steps back revealing that she's wearing a bikini that leaves nothing to the imagination as Logan speaks up.
Logan: For this? I need a volunteer.
Without prompting Logan grabs a member of the ship's crew and holds him against the railing.
Logan: It would be so easy to send this fool into the depths bellow, but I am not foolish enough to commit murder on camera! This is just to demonstrate the ease of which it would take me to get either Justin Smith, Bill Barnhart, Eddie Lyons, Liam Davies, Aiden Reynolds or Miles Kasey into position and throw them overboard to win the match!
Logan lets the crew member go and he quickly leaves.
Brooke: And while he goes off to change his underwear? We have a statement to make: if you think we were going to settle for just the Roulette Title after Logan got robbed? Think again! That title may be wasted on a nothing feud between a clown and a manager but the legacy of violence that we leave behind? It'll eclipse everything those fools have accomplished and more!
Marissa: If by legacy of violence you mean costing me a chance to get laid because Logan has the dancing skills of a deranged howler money!
Brooke and Logan's heads snap toward Marissa as she leans against the railing.
Marissa: What? Did you think I forgot about that?
Logan: We will discuss this later! For now! Woe to the Vanquished! For the fools who are about to be lost at sea will not be mourned! Eddie? Aiden? Miles? Justin? Bill? Liam? I COMMAND THEE KNEEL! I WILL NOT BE DENIED MY THRONE AGAIN AND YOU WILL ALL EMBRACE OBLIVION!
The cameraman finally leaves as the scene fades.
Justin: This opening contest is scheduled for one fall… introducing first…
The opening riff of "Wolf Within" hits the speakers and once the lyrics kick in Cassie Wolfe emerges from the back excited to start the match, with her hands on her leather jacket's sides the rookie wrestler turns her back to the crowd, Joshua Acquin soon joins her, applauding his charge.
JD: Being accompanied by Joshua Acquin, from Greenock, South Australia and now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, "The Rebel Princess" Cassie Wolfe!When her name is announced Cassie spins around flashing the metal horns sign with her left hand and clapping fans hands with the other, when she reaches the ring Cassie jumps onto the apron before giving her hair a full flip and removing her jacket to give to a stagehand, she then jumps over the top rope and into the ring, rolling to her knees and basking in the moment.
Justin: and her opponent… from Los Angeles, California… Seleana Zdunich.
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.
The climbs into the ring and moves to the corner, where she readies herself for the match.
The ref moves in and check both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung.
DING DING DING
Zdunich and Wolfe stare each other from the corner and as soon as the bell rings, they both charge from the corner, but Zdunich is quicker off the blocks and gets a boot up and catches Wolfe across the shoulder and drops her to the mat. Wolfe sits up, but Zdunich turns and quickly pounces on Wolfe, where she grabs her by the hair and begins to club her across her head, neck and back, which Wolfe tries her best to cover up. Zdunich then grabs Wolfe and pulls her up and grabs her hand and sends her towards the corner, but Wolfe leaps onto the middle ropes just as Zdunich follows close behind and Wolfe drops behind her and Zdunich ends up in the corner, where Wolfe quickly moves in and hits a vicious European uppercut, which rocks Zdunich.
Simone: The bell rings and Zdunich and Wolfe stare at each other before moving in but Zdunich is quicker and gets a boot up and catching Wolfe across the shoulder and drops her down to the mat. Zdunich pounces on Wolfe and begins to club her across the back and neck a few times.
Adams: Zdunich isn't wasting any time. Wolfe tries to cover up the best she can, but Zdunich now pulls Wolfe up and sends her towards the corner, but Wolfe is ready and leaps up onto the middle and dodges the incoming Zdunich. She drops down behind Zdunich and spins her around and rocks Zdunich with an uppercut.
Zdunich stumbles away and moves along the ropes, which Wolfe moves away from the ropes before turning, where she approaches Zdunich who sits down on the middle rope, and she grabs her hand goes to Irish whip her across the ring, but Zdunich counters and sends Wolfe into the ropes, who bounces off the them and as she comes back, Wolfe ducks the wild swing, as she manages to grab Zdunich's hand and quickly Irish whips her towards the ropes and Zdunich bounces off them, as Wolfe then rushes past her and Zdunich turns, Wolfe bounces off the ropes and comes back at Zdunich and leaps up and hits a headscissors takedown.
Simone: Zdunich stumbles away, as Wolfe follows her and she grabs Zdunich and goes to whip her across the ring, but it's countered and sends Wolfe into the ropes and she bounces off them and she ducks wild swing and she turns and grabs Zdunich hand and she sends her into the ropes and Zdunich bounces off them, which Wolfe moves past her and Zdunich turns and Wolfe leaps up and hits headscissors takedown.
Wolfe quickly makes her way back to her feet, as Zdunich shakes off the takedown, as she crawls a little bit before making her way to her feet but is quickly sent back down to the match, as Wolfe catches her with a standing dropkick. Wolfe makes her way to her feet, as Zdunich is a little slower to her feet, as Wolfe moves in and Zdunich goes for a half-hearted swing, which Wolfe dodges and grabs Zdunich's arms and drags her down and goes for a back slide pin…
Adams: Wolfe gets back to her feet, as Zdunich takes a moment and perhaps a moment too long, as she makes her way to feet and it met with a standing dropkick. Wolfe quickly gets back to her feet and grabs Zdunich, who swings at Wolfe, but Wolfe dodges and grabs Zdunich's arms and ties her up and drags her down for a back slide pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Zdunich kicks out, as Wolfe makes her way back to her feet. As Zdunich slowly moves to her knee and Wolfe fires in a boot to Zdunich's chest, which Zdunich cries out and holds her chest, as Wolfe moves towards and pushes Zdunich onto her side and then drops down and rolls her onto her back, where she goes for a cover…
Simone: Zdunich kicks out, as Wolfe makes her way back to feet, where Zdunich only gets to her knee and Wolfe fires in a kick to the chest and goes for another cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Zdunich kicks out once more, as Wolfe makes her way back to her feet and moves to the ropes, where she begins to climb them as she looks to go high risk and as she gets to the middle rope, Zdunich is back to feet and rushes in and catches Wolfe with a yakuza kick. Wolfe climbs down off the ropes rocked, as Zdunich climbs through the ropes and climbs onto the bottom rope, but as she prepares to grab Wolfe, Wolfe instead grabs her drives her face into the top turnbuckle.
Adams: Another kick out from Zdunich, as Wolfe is back to her feet once more, where she turns and moves to the ropes, as she looks to crank up the speed of this match, as she gets to the middle rope, but Zdunich is back to her feet and charges in and hits a yakuza kick and stops Wolfe.
Simone: Wolfe climbs off the ropes, as Zdunich climbs through the ropes and tries to grab Wolfe, but Wolfe turns the tables and grabs Zdunich and drives her face into the turnbuckle.
Zdunich is rocked, as Wolfe reaches over the turnbuckle and grabs Zdunich but Zdunich grabs Wolfe's arm and then yanks her forward and drives her shoulder into the ring post. Wolfe drops to a knee clutching her shoulder, while Zdunich falls backwards onto the apron. Wolfe sits down as she moves her arm around, as Zdunich takes a moment before rolling back into the ring, as she moves to her feet before takes a few steps backward and then rushes forward and hits running dropkick right into Wolfe's back and sends her flying forward to the outside, where she lays on the mat gasping for air from the sudden thrust forward.
Adams: Wolfe goes to grab Zdunich, but instead Zdunich grabs Wolfe and drags her hard into ring post. Wolfe drops to a knee holding her shoulder.
Simone: Zdunich meanwhile sits on the apron before backing into the ring, where she gets back to her feet and then charges and delivers a running dropkick and sends Wolfe flying.
Zdunich makes her way to her feet, where she climbs through the ropes and drops down to the outside, where she moves to Wolfe once more and grabs her by the hair and pulls her up, which she hits a short arm clothesline, where she keep a grip on Wolfe's hand and pulls her up, where she Irish whips Wolfe towards the ring post, but Wolfe counters and sends Zdunich into the post and she hits it before going down, as Wolfe drops to a knee. The ref moves in and checks on both before standing back and begins to count.
ONE!
TWO!
Adams: Zdunich gets back to her feet and climbs from the ring, where she moves to Wolfe once again, as this time, she pulls Wolfe up and hits a short arm clothesline before dragging her back up, as she looks to send Wolfe back into the ring post, but Wolfe counters and sends her into the post.
Zdunich rolls away from Wolfe, as Wolfe again moves her arm about as looks to make a quick recovery from the short arm clotheslines.
THREE!
FOUR!
Simone: The ref is up to four, as both take their time to recover.
Zdunich checks her face for blood before getting to her hands and knees and crawls to the ring, as Wolfe also begins to move back towards the ring as well.
FIVE!
They both grab the apron and pull themselves up!
SIX
begin to throw wild punches at each other unleashing their frustration on each other before Wolfe blocks on of Zdunich's punches and instead fires in an elbow and surprises Zdunich before firing in a couple more before grabbing Zdunich arm and hits an arm drag. Zdunich shakes her head, as she quickly gets back to feet and charges at Wolfe, Wolfe ducks and Zdunich bounces off the ropes and ducks the wild swing from Wolfe before continuing forward and leaps onto the ropes and hits a spring board crossbody onto Wolfe, but Wolfe catches her and then lifts her up onto her shoulders, but Zdunich quickly begins to wriggle about and she slips off Wolfe's shoulders and then spins her around and just about hits the En Kristen Rättighet (A Woman's Right punch).
Adams: The ref gets to six, before Wolfe rolls herself back into the ring, followed by Zdunich. They move back in and begin to brawl before Wolfe blocks Zdunich punch and fires in some elbow shots, which rocks Zdunich.
Simone: Wolfe then hits an arm drag. Zdunich makes her way back to her feet and rushes Wolfe, but Wolfe moves and Zdunich bounces off the ropes and ducks a wild swing before leaping onto the ropes and goes for a springboard crossbody, but Wolfe catch her.
Adams: Wolfe lifts her up onto her shoulders, but Zdunich wriggles free and spins her around and just catches Wolfe with the Woman's Right punch.
Wolfe stumbles backwards into the ropes, as Zdunich momentarily shakes her hand before rushes forward and clotheslines Wolfe over the ropes to. Wolfe stumbles backwards and up against the barriers, as she rubs her face from the partial connect of the punch. Zdunich meanwhile turns and bounces off the ropes and as Wolfe steps forward, Zdunich leaps onto the ropes and hit the Cat's Eye (Springboard Corkscrew Moonsault) and lands on Wolfe.
Simone: Wolfe is surprised as Zdunich then clothesline Wolfe from the ring and Zdunich takes advantage of it and she hits the Cat's eye and catches Wolfe.
Zdunich rolls away and gets to her feet, where she turns and moves towards Wolfe, where she then hits a standing moonsault onto Wolfe. Zdunich makes her way back to her feet as the ref demands for her to bring the action back into the ring, but Zdunich is more focused on Wolfe and she grabs her once more and lifts her up and then sets up and hits a snap suplex, which Wolfe arches her back and the ref begins a new count…
Adams: Zdunich isn't done, as she moves to Wolfe and hits a standing moonsault. She gets back to her feet and this time she grabs Wolfe and hits a snap suplex.
ONE!
TWO!
Zdunich makes her way back to her feet, where she grabs Wolfe and pulls her up and this time hits a running bulldog onto the wooden decking. Zdunich grimaces as she lands on the hard decking.
Simone: The ref begins a new count, but Zdunich has time and she grabs Wolfe once more and this time hits a running bulldog.
THREE!
FOUR!
She makes her way to her feet before moving back to Wolfe and grabs her and pulls her up and then drags her back towards the ring and then rolls her back into the ring.
FIVE!
Zdunich climbs onto the apron and then back into the ring, where she moves to Wolfe and drops down and goes for a cover…
ONE!
TWO!
Th…kickout!
Adams: Zdunich goes for a cover, but Wolfe kicks out.
Wolfe gets her shoulder up, as Zdunich shakes her head and she tries again..
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Wolfe kicks out again, as Zdunich climbs to her feet and grabs Wolfe and drags her to feet, as she plans to put an end to this match with the Asai DDT, but Wolfe pushes Zdunich away before quickly leaping up and hits a double knee backbreaker, which drops Zdunich to the back and sucking in some air. Wolfe grabs Zdunich and sits her up into a seat position, where she delivers a firm kick to the spine before backing up and hitting The Greenest Wizard (Shining Wizard).
Simone: Wolfe kicks out, as Zdunich shakes her head in frustration, as she gets back to her feet and grabs Wolfe, as she looks to finish this, but Wolfe senses it coming and pushes Zdunich away and then hits a backbreaker.
Adams: Wolfe moves to her feet and gets into rhythm.
Zdunich falls to the side, as she blinks a couple of times, as Wolfe takes moment before grabbing Zdunich and sits up once more and takes a step backwards before following up with the GOOOOOOALLLLLLLLLLLLL!!!!!!!!!!! (Running Soccer Kick to Face of Seated Opponent).
Simone: I am surprises that didn't break Zdunich nose, but it would be enough to stun her.
Wolfe isn't done, as she grabs Zdunich and this time sets up and hits the Wolfe Hunt (Double Underhook DDT) and goes for a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Adams: Wolfe hunt and Wolfe goes for the pin.
DING DING DING!
Simone: Wolfe ends this grudge match between the two.
Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall… Cassie Wolfe.
Wolfe's music hits over the p.a, as she rolls off Zdunich and makes her way to her feet, as Joshua Acquin joins her in the ring and raises her arm in victory.
Justin Smith is seen in the locker room area and decides to talk about the Overboard Battle Royal match he has against the likes of Eddie Lyons, Miles Kasey, Liam Davis, Aiden Reynolds, Bill Barnhart and Logan Hunter.
Justin: I know most of you don't think I belong in this match, that I am an easy target. I am going to prove you all wrong and show you exactly why "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward and Christian Underwood placed me in this match. They see the talent I possess, and the heart I put in every match I have. They see, despite me not winning a lot, what I am willing to put my body through week in and week out for the business. I don't give a shit whether you guys like me or not, but I WILL earn each and every one of your respect by the end of this match. I may be the long shot to win this match, but I will not let that stop me from doing whatever it takes to win. In battle Royals, you don't necessarily have to be the best, you just have to know when to pick your spots, and that is exactly what I plan on doing, or die trying. I am going to do whatever it takes to earn that World Heavyweight title shot if it's the last thing I do. Nobody will stop me from my ascent up the card to the top.
Justin cackles as the scene fades to black.
The scene changes to a shot of the backstage area where the wrestlers are located and where they will take off to make their entrances for their matches. The camera person turns and focuses on Scott Oliver who is the backstage commentator. As Scott is walking down the hallway he notices a sign on one of the doors that says BILL BARNHART so he makes the assumption this is the dressing room for Bill. Scott knocks on the door and quickly the door opens and we see it is Bill Barnhart. Bill invites Scott into the room since Scott usually enjoys broadcasting pre-match comments from the wrestlers. Bill turns and walks into the room and he takes a seat on a modest chair and Scott decides to sit on the small couch in the room. The camera person keeps focused on the two to present their comments to the fans before the match Bill is involved is takes place.
Bill: Can I get you a drink Scott? I have a stash of ingredients to make a Margarita for you. Just name the flavor you want.
Scott: Sorry, Bill, but the rules for us who work for Sin City Wrestling prohibits us from drinking alcoholic beverages who in an official work capacity. But know that I greatly appreciate your officer and after this event is over I would love to stop by your room and we can do some Margaritas.
Bill: Any time you want to stop by, after you are out of your official capacity of interviewing the wrestlers, you are welcome in my room.
Scott: Since you stated you would only mention the names of your opponents once, and you mentioned their names last week, I will honor your request to not state their names and we can work around that. To start our comments how can you be so sure that you can defeat the others in the match. There is one of you and seven of them. How would you get around those statistics?
Bill: The match is not classified as 7 wrestlers against 1 Bill Barnhart. It is an every wrestler for themselves type of match. So there is no need for them to gang up on me unless they are that huge of cowards that they have to gang up on others.
Scott: I have not been told how the area where the wrestlers in your match will be doing the action in the match. I am not sure if there is a wrestling ring where you all start our or if you are all on the deck of the Cruise Ship and start the action from there. Also I wonder if those in your match start in the ring that location would be too far away from the side of the ship to throw them overboard into the ocean to eliminate them.
Bill: I am sure all that will be explained to the eight of us before the match starts. As far as throwing someone overboard? That's easy for someone like me to accomplish.
Scott: I see the backstage attendants coming to let you know you need to get to the staging area to be ready for your entrance for your match. I wish you the best of luck in your match.
Bill: Oh, Scott, you know there is never any LUCK involved in the wrestling matches I am in. It is all pure skill and determination on my part.
Bill turns to follow the instructions of the backstage attendant to get to the stating area to be ready for his entrance for his match.
Simone: And let's get down to the deck as we are about to have one of the single most unique event in Sin City Wrestling history!
The camera transitions from the broadcaster's booth to the top deck of the luxury Princess cruise liner. Guests lined the railings of the surrounding decks with tropical drinks in hand, watching in awe as Justin Decent stands ready to begin the introductions.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the Overboard Battle Royal!
The crowd cheers with a wild anticipation!
Justin: The match begins with all seven men on deck at the same time! Eliminations occur when a wrestler is thrown OVERBOARD and into the waters below!
Adams: Oh I bet Christian is just LOVING this!
Simone: I imagine he is! He's been after Mark Ward for a decade to sign off on this match!
Adams: Do you think this means Christian will finally convince him to book that Fantasyland tour he's been harping on about?
Simone: Not. A chance. In hell.
Justin: The last man left standing on deck will be the winner and declared the Number One Contender for the World Heavyweight Championship!
Breaking The Law by Judas Priest plays over the sound system as Liam Davies, wearing Police Shield Chest protector and a black shirt with black trousers and black boots, also wearing gloves and elbow pads stamping his feet with his nightstick and handcuffs in his pocket. He stamps his feet, shaking his whole body about.
Justin: From Orlando, Florida, he is Order Of Authority, Liam Davies!
"Hope Castrated" by Cage Fight hits the speakers and as soon as the opening scream is heard Logan emerges from the back, Brooke follows him out and has her back to the crowd while she does some sensual poses and her boyfriend glares at the crowd.
Justin: From Sydney, Australia and representing the Go Gym, being accompanied by Brooke Shields, LOGAN HUNTER!
As soon as Logan's name is called the two start making their way along the deck of the ship. Logan remains standing while Brooke drops to one knee and stretches her arms out with her head bowed.
The opening riff of Parkway Drive's "Vice grip" hits. The high speed gives way to Aiden Reynolds stepping out onto the deck, a fist in the air and a black leather jacket with "The Aussie Wolf" spray painted on the back. He moves his way down the deck and as the refrain of the song hits he throws his arms out to the side as he and the crowd both chant…
"YEAAAH YEAH YEAH"
Justin: From Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia! Aiden Reynolds!
Aiden stops and drops to one knee, slamming his fist into the deck.
The opening riffs of Madness by Liliac hits the speakers as Justin "Tarrytown Tormenter" Smith comes out to the deck, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. The New York Smasher walks from one side of the entrance to the other with a swag in his step. He looks around the crowd, and starts to walk along the deck slowly, stopping halfway down and turning his head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way he is looking down upon them.
Justin: Introducing first! From Tarrytown, New York! Weighing two hundred and fifty pounds! -- The Tarrytown Tormenter!!!!
As Clouds by NF begins A fog fills the deck area, as Eddie Lyons appears in the middle, hoodie up, and arms folded. He stands there looking down at his opposition for a few moments. Shooting a fist into the air, Eddie pulls his hoodie down, and makes his way along the deck, tagging the hands of a few fans along the way. Eddie extends his arms to both sides then drops to a knee, and punches the deck, he then moves to await the start of the match.
Justin: From Baltimore, Maryland! "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons!
"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon hits the speakers, opening with the haunting keys before that first crashing riff. The opening instrumental kicks in heavier, and the fans immediately erupt, knowing who's coming. A slow roll of fog creeps along the ramp, and just as the beat drops...
BOOM!
And Miles Kasey steps through the smoke, his arms held out in a wide, defiant pose. He rips the hood down, revealing that confident smirk. Fans are on their feet, feeding off his energy. Miles starts his slow, swagger-filled walk down the deck. He slaps a few hands, points out some fans in the crowd, and gives a subtle nod to the camera like "Yeah, this is mine tonight."
Justin: From Manchester, United Kingdom! Miles Kasey!
Miles raises a single fist into the air as a final golden spotlight hits him, the crowd roaring behind him.
Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart.
Justin: From Lawrenceville, Georgia! "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!
Bill hands the chalice to a ring attendant to hold onto until the match is over. Bill then walks around the deck, playing to the crowd.
The camera pans to different spots on the deck where each and every SCW official is keeping a close watch when suddenly….
The ship's horn blares and all hell breaks loose! The two bruisers of the match, Bulldog and Justin, locked up immediately but this technical beginning does not last as their strength is evenly matched and they break loose from one another's grip and instead do what they do best! Fight! They begin to trade meaty shots as though they are in a bar fight! Neither gives an inch as a heavy forearm to the side of the head from Barnhart is returned in equal measure from Justin who lands a closed fist to Bulldog's head!
The two popular and technical wizards of this event, Eddie Lyons and Aiden Reynolds, are engaged in a crisp technical exchange, grappling near a drinks cart. Like Justin and Barnhart before them, the two young men are locked up in a Greco-Roman tie up and one quickly ensnares the other into a side headlock, the two struggling to gain the upperhand against the other! They stumble and fall against the bar, jarring Aiden enough for Eddie to duck behind him in a rear waistlock and he brings him up and over to the hard and unforgiving deck with a takedown!
Simone: Just as predicted! This opening match here at Summer XXXTreme XIII is chaos!
Adams: I can't wait to see someone get eliminated! This is a first!
Miles Kasey is distracted, watching the chaos unfold everywhere around him. Liam Davis takes advantage of this and ambushes Miles from behind, slamming him face-first into the side of a hot tub before mockingly shouting, "Resisting arrest!"
Adams: Seriously?
Simone: Hey nobody ever said Liam was all there to begin with.
Logan waylays on Miles's wide back with clubbing blows, further weakening the popular Superstar. Liam then grabs him by the hair and shoves his head into the water of the hot tub and holds him there!
Adams: That nutcase is trying to drown Miles!
Miles struggles wildly, arms flaying and Liam finally lets go and Miles whips upright, choking and gasping for air!
Meanwhile, the cagey Logan Hunter wisely stays back at first, leaning in a corner with his arms crossed, surveying the chaos with a smile on his face. Brooke approaches him with a drink filled glass and hands it to him. Logan tosses the drink back and when Eddie sweeps Aiden's legs out from under him and rolls through, grabbing him into a side headlock and landing jabbing blows to Reynolds's skull, Logan finally strikes! The young newcomer tosses the glass over his shoulder and gets a running start! He jumps onto a lounge chair and leaps off, landing on both Eddie AND Aiden with a senton!
Simone: Say what you will about Logan's shifty personality but he knows what needs to be done in order to walk away a winner! He just took out two men with a single maneuver!
Bulldog Bill comes out on top of his exchange with Justin Smith, driving fist after fist into the hardcore veteran's head and driving him back, step by step!
Adams: Does Justin realize Bill is driving him back against the railing?
Simone: If he doesn't, he will soon enough once he hits that water!
Bulldog wraps his arms around the upper body of Justin Smith, as if going for a Belly to Bulldog suplex, but Justin fights back with heavy forearms, knocking Bulldog against a deck chair! Bill roars and charges but Justin sidesteps and drop-toe-holds the veteran face-first into a metal railing!
Adams: Oo! I hope SCW provides the guys with a dental plan!
Bulldog staggers back to his feet, dazed, and Justin lifts him up for a spinebuster but before he could drop him, Logan rushes in from behind and dropkicks both men! Bulldog was already over the rail, and with that extra shove, he flips over it, landing in the ocean with a loud splash!
Justin: "BULLDOG" BILL BARNHART HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
A crew in a lifeboat is nearby to get Bill out of the water as Bulldog bellows that he doesn't need their help!
Adams: Oh but he DOES!
Justin barely has time to recover when Liam Davis strikes like a snake! Logan turns around,l proud of what he just accomplished and signals to Brooke who shrieks in alarm as Liam clotheslines Hunter almost out of his boots! Liam then grabs Justin in a double underhook position and falls back, DDTing Justin into the deck!
Simone: That's not a wrestling ring, that is the deck of this ship Justin just got DDted into! He has to be out!
Liam cuffs Justin's arms behind his back with a set of plastic restraints he'd brought, dragging him upright! Fans boo mercilessly as Liam tried to hoist Justin over the edge like taking out trash, but Justin, even bound, fights like a wild animal, kicking his boot back up between Liam's legs!
Adams: OWWW!!!
Suddenly, Miles Kasey comes soaring in and springboards off the railing with a missile dropkick that sends Liam crashing into Justin, who falls back hard enough against the deck railing and tumbles backwards and hits the water below!
Justin: JUSTIN SMITH HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Liam shouts obscenities at the capacity crowd on board the Princess Cruise like he's just done his job, but Miles isn't buying it. He charges at Liam who throws him up for a back body drop but Miles lands on his feet behind him. Miles then jumps off of a large speaker and leaps back, hitting a Poison-rana that spikes Liam's head into the deck, folding him in half! Eddie Lyons joined in now, stomping Liam's back. With Aiden's help, the three men drag Liam across the deck, past the buffet and over toward the rail. Liam struggles wildly and threatens but his words have no effect and he is unable to outmuscle three men alone. Eddie and Miles both restrain Liam by the arms and they allow Aiden to lash out with a superkick that turns out the lights for the officer! Liam falls back against the railing and Eddie comes up, grabs Liam by the legs and hoists him up and over, with a lending hand from both Aiden and Miles! Liam shouts and curses on the way down and lands with a wet splash!
Justin: LIAM DAVIS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
The three men celebrate momentarily, each taking turns to high five one another when a cocky and jubilant Logan Hunter joins in and celebrates as if he had a hand in the work done against Davis. Logan then turns around and finally notices the stares from Aiden, Miles and Eddie - all directed right at him!
Adams: Run Logan!
Simone: There is nowhere to run to!
Logan holds up his hands and starts to back away but Aiden, Miles and Eddie are suddenly all over him! They beat him down with overhead forearm blows, driving Logan to his knees as Logan tries without success to shield himself with his forearms over his head! Brooek is screeching like a banshee for the three men to stop abusing her man, but they drag Logan to his feet and together they send him hurdling into a buffet table, sending all of the surface contents flying! Logan lands on the other side, covered in dessert remnants!
Adams: I bet Brooke thinks Logan never looked so yummy.
Simone: Ugh, seriously? You went there?
Miles practically jumps over the ruined table to go after Logan, but the crafty Logan shoves a handful of pie and cake into Miles's face, surprising him and temporarily blinding him! He then grabs Miles by the hair and flings him into the bar. Aiden himself tries to intervene, but Brooke distracts him and this allows Logan to poke him in the eye. Logan then sets Aiden up for a powerbomb and drives him on top of and THROUGH the dessert table!
Simone: Well if it wasn't destroyed before, it certainly is now!
Adams: A little payback from Logan for before!
Eddie then swings in with a lariat, but Logan ducks and low-blows him, earning more venom from the fans! With everyone down, Logan struts around the deck with haughty confidence, calling out to the fans that they are already looking at the winner! Logan then drags Eddie up and tries to throw him over, but Eddie clings to the railing. Aiden returns, this time with a vengeance! Miles pulls Logan off of Eddie and spins him around, doubling him over with a boot to the miudsection.
Simone: One would think in a match like this, Miles would have helped Logan. Not Eddie.
Adams: That just goes to show how universally hated Logan Hunter is!
Eddie and Miles corner Logan, beating him back! A recovered Aiden joins them in a three-on-one! Aiden with a flying elbow! Miles with a Lungblower! And Eddie with a running dropkick that launches Logan backward like a missile, up and over the railing! Brooke grabs madly for Logan's arm to save him but SHE ends up getting pulled over the side and BOTH into the waters, arms and legs flailing - Brooke screaming the entire way!
Simone: Good to see those three working together for a good cause!
Justin: LOGAN HUNTER HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Simone: Along with Brooke!!!
Adams: HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!
With Logan gone, the atmosphere shifts! No more common enemies! No more alliances! Just three wrestlers with the chance for gold in their eyes! Eddie swings first, but Aiden counters by ducking under the blow and bringing Lyons over with a belly to back on the deck! But just as both men hit the deck (HA!), Miles hits a standing shooting star on Aiden! Eddie is back on his feet and he boots Miles in the gut and plants him with a fisherman's driver on a padded lounge chair!
Adams: The stakes are high! These men are going all out!
Simone: It's for a chance at the World Heavyweight Championship! Of course they're going all out!
Eddie recovers first, dragging Miles toward the railing! He tries to lift him, but Miles twists out and lands on his feet, cracking Eddie in the jaw with a jumping knee! Miles climbs a nearby stack of towels and launches off with a corkscrew senton! It hits, but the momentum takes both men dangerously close to the edge! They teeter! Miles catches himself but Eddie is too disoriented and falls over the railing, crashing into the sea below!
Justin: EDDIE LYONS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED!
Simone: And we are down to two!
Aiden slowly stands up, eyes locked on Miles. The two technicians, the two most agile and popular wrestlers left, squaring off! Aiden nods with respect and Miles returns it. The two men charge! Aiden catches a leg and sweeps Miles to the deck, locking in a heel hook! Miles hollers in pain, dragging himself toward the railing to escape! Miles then rolls under the hold, kicks Aiden off, and leaps onto the edge of the deck's built-in bar! He jumps off but Aiden shockingly catches him on his shoulders and hits a TKO!
Adams: Gold Coast Cutter!
Aiden climbs up onto the nearby cooler and pulls Miles up with him. Aiden tries to hoist him up for a superplex into the sea but Miles fights it, throwing desperate shots to the ribs! Miles headbutts Aiden, but Aiden won't let go! Miles then lifts Aiden up for his own suplex but this time it is Aiden that blocks it! Finally, with one last lift, Aiden is able to lift Miles off of the cooler and over the railing! Miles' body crashing into the water below!
DING DING DING!
Justin: MILES KASEY HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! Here is your winner! And the Number One Contender for the World Heavyweight Championship! AIDEN REYNOLDS!!!
Simone: Aiden Reynolds has done it! He will meet the winner of tonight's Main Event!
Aiden Reynolds stands atop the railing in a precarious position, sweat gleaming on his brow as the crowd erupts into thunderous cheers! He has done it! The last man standing!
The camera returns to the deck of the Princess cruise with the fans lined up everywhere!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, sea creatures and scandalous sailors! Give it up for SCW's irresistible "Hostess With the Mostess" - Miss Amanda HUGGINKISS!!
Amanda emerges from below deck in a flowing gown with LED-trim, holding a sequined parasol in one hand and a cocktail in the other. As she reaches the stage, backup dancers in sailor uniforms join her in the performance of the evening!
Amanda: Ooo chile, it's a hundred degrees,
My lashes meltin' like cheddar cheese.
I step outside, start to sizzle,
Even my Spanx begin to drizzle.
That sun ain't playin', she's full of steam,
But so is that lifeguard, he's a dream.
He winked at me and I lost control,
Now I'm sweating glitter from every hole!
It's too hot to handle, too fine to ignore,
These boys got me gaspin' like never before.
The temp is risin', my wig's in flames
Is it global warming or just their names?!
Ooo, Chad burns hotter than the sun,
Tyler's thighs got me on the run!
It's a sauna in here, and honey, it's true
Summer's hot, but not as hot as YOU!
That beach patrol with the oiled-up chest,
He ain't savin' lives, just hearts at best.
I need SPF and maybe a priest,
'Cause these shirtless men unleash the beast!
I saw one flex, dropped my fan,
Tripped in my heels, landed on a man!
He said, "You okay?" I said, "Not quite,
You just gave this queen a heat stroke tonight!"
It's too hot to handle, too fierce to deny,
They got six-packs served with a side of "Hi!"
I'm combustin', blazin', ooh-la-la
Someone call 911 or RuPaul, ah!
Ooo, Brandon got me feelin' faint,
Diego makes me speak in tongues I ain't!
It's a scorcher, baby, and I'm your boo —
Summer's hot, but not as hot as YOU!
Honey, I'm sweatin' so hard, I got cleavage in places I didn't know existed.
And if I see one more man in a tank top…
I'm gonna melt like a popsicle in his lap.
It's too hot to handle, I can't keep cool,
I'm droppin' it low in the kiddie pool!
I'm sticky, I'm spicy, I'm drippin' dew
Summer's hot, but not as hot as YOUUUU!
So if you see me sweatin' in the street,
It ain't the sun, babe, it's that man meat!
Amanda strikes a pose center stage. The crowd erupts into cheers as she flips her hair, winks, and blows a kiss. She turns and struts toward the stage exit, stopping at one of the shirtless, oiled-up sailors who'd been dancing behind her. She grabs him by the arm and pulls him below deck with her! It was now time for the next scheduled contest of the night. However the cameras didn't find themselves at the ring side area. Instead they found themselves on the Bridge of the ship. Dawn standing in the middle of it all. As "Eye Of The Tiger: could be heard starting to play throughout the speakers on the cruise ship. Fans were looking up from the neck the best they could. There were fans that had piled into the Command Station with the Captain. No one wanting to miss this unique set up. A shot of Artie climbing up the ladder to the bridge could be seen as Justin introduced him. Justin: The following contest is for the SCW Roulette Champion. Falling under traditional scaffolding rules. The first man that is tossed from the Bridge of the Ship will be the loser. Introducing first at this time. The challenger. From Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighing in at one hundred and fifty pounds.. ARTIE!
By that point Artie had made it to the top of the ladder. Stepping out onto the bridge. For a brief moment it looked like there was a it of concern in his eyes. Rightfully so. Considering how high they were up, but this is what the Roulette Wheel had decided for them. He took one end of the bridge and found himself bouncing around on his heels. Trying to get himself in the mindset that was needed n for what was surely going to be a very violent matchup.
Adams: Tonight is the night. It is the night that Artie finally breaks through that glass ceiling.
Simone: He has had a really good run these last few weeks. Despite the losses. He has shown that he can hang with the best of them.
Adams: And tonight, it's all going to come together. We are going to see a new Roulette Champion crowned one way or another. Mark my words!
Dawn was seen having a brief conversation with Artie. All while the "I'll Be There For You" by the Rembrants started to play over the arena speakers. A song that was so famous and catchy from a beloved TV show. It made the crowd want to sing along, but considering who was coming out and the man was starting to get some opinions changed about him. That crowd was trying to hold off, it just wasn't easy. With the Roulette Championship over his shoulder. Guy could be seen starting to climb himself up the ladder to get to where the match was taking place.
Justin: And now making his way to the top. He is a founding member of the Foot Clan. A firm believer in Nipple Twists and Dick Kicks. Coming all the way from the Sewers of New York by the way of Angel Grove, California. Weighing in at two donuts shy of two hundred pounds. He is the reigning and defending SCW Roulette Champion, GUY WITH CAPE!
Guy finally reached the top of the ladder. Finding himself stepping onto the bridge with a smirk spread across those painted lips from ear to ear. Locking eyes with Artie who stood across from him at the other end of the bridge. Guy couldn't help himself. Taunting the challenger by taking his hands and raising that championship into the air. Artie could be seen glaring at him. Not pleased at all. That's when Dawn walked up to take the championship.
Simone: These fans here tonight aren't as vocal as usual for our Roulette Champion.
Adams: And you are surprised by that? Guy is a scumbag. He has really shown his true colors in the last few weeks. Everyone else is finally seeing what I have been saying all along.
Simone: This mindset of Guy being a bad person. I don't agree with. Yes, he has done some questionable things as of late. But I don't think it should make him hated.
DING DING DING!
Guy and Artie found themselves standing on opposite ends of the Bridge of the ship. A small platform right there in front of the ship with so many of the SCW faithful down below looking up at them. Not a lot of room for error as they looked around. The realization that it was going to be a long fall for the loser. Finally they brought their focus back to each other. Inching towards one another being careful. Artie and Guy meeting up in the middle of the bridge. An instant lock up took place amongst them.
Both men trying to gain position over the other while at the same time trying to be careful. One wrong step could result in their downfall. All of the sudden a well placed knee came from Guy as he managed to drive the Artie towards the head with that lock up. Already trying to push him over the edge. The impressive length showed off with Artie as he tried to hold on. Guy kept pushing on the man;s shoulders trying to push him off the bridge. In a last ditch effort Artie headbutted the Roulette Champion.
Simone: My goodness! What a headbutt from Artie! This match is going to be brutal all night long isn't it?!
Adams: Of course it is. It's basically a scaffolding match, Belinda. The first man tossed from the bridge loses. You don't realize how high up that is until you get there.
Simone: This is the only downfall about the Roulette Wheel. It can have some very dangerous match types in it.
Guy had gone stumbling back holding his nose where his face had met with Artie's head moments ago. It was pretty clear the man was in pain. Artie stayed hot on his trail as he grabbed the man's wrist and spun him around. A well placed kick to the gut forced Guy to double over. Artie forced Guy's head under his arm as he then grabbed a hold of his tights. Attempting to lift him up, but he didn't get far. Guy quickly swung his feet back down. Taking the point of his elbow and cracking it across the back of Artie's head forcing the two men to split apart for the time being.
Artie stumbled away making sure to keep his balance. That was until he was clubbed in the back of the neck. That resulted in him falling face first into one of the large glass windows. The captain of the ship could be seen standing there watching the action go on. Guy found himself approaching Artie from behind. He grabbed a handful of the young man's hair and pulled his head back some. Before slamming his head against that glass. A thud from the man's skull connecting with it could be heard. Guy grabbed his head again. Drawing it back and then slamming it against the glass.
Adams: I cannot stand this clown. Everyone has heard me say it for months. I intend to be biased all night long. I am praying we crown a new Roulette Champion.
Simone: We are all aware of how you feel about Guy. I still think he's misunderstood, but I will say. I do not agree with how guilt tripped Artie to put his career on the line here tonight.
Adams: No one is, but that just proves what kind of dirty underhanded piece of trash he is. It has shown since he walked in the door of SCW. Just too many people turned a blind eye!
Artie had started to slump down to his knees leaning against that glass. Guy had done a number to the man. Thankfully though the glass didn't shatter from the force. From there Guy reached down and grabbed a hold of Artie by the waist. He began to lift the man up by it. Locking both arms around his waist firmly. As he looked behind him over the edge of the bridge to the ship. That wicked smirk formed on the man's lips. As he backed up a couple steps with Artie still in his grip. Before going for a German Suple-No! Out of nowhere Artie's elbow caught Guy on the chin avoiding what would have been a disaster.
Simone: My oh my! That could have been all bad!
Adams: It's all bad in general this kind of match taking place. Whomever ends up getting tossed off. Might as well say goodbye to their career. There's no coming back from a fall that far.
Simone: I don't know about that. We saw what Miles did a few years ago. That was pretty insane, but he is doing just fine.
Adams: Is he? Have you seen the way the man moves these days? That's the fate of one of these men.
Simone: ... Fair point. Now you're starting to remind me why I fear that Roulette wheel.
Despite that stiff elbow. Guy still managed to keep his arms secured around the waist of Artie. Using his head to slam it right into the back of Artie's with a headbutt of his own. Forcing the challenger to go limp in his arms. Guy tightened up that grip and went for it a second time. Lifting him up for that German Supl-Nooo! Again, Artie caught the man right on the jaw with the point of his elbow. From there Artie then stomped down on Guy's foot with all his force. Finally freeing himself from the grip that the champion had on him. Guy was hobbling on one foot. Very close to the edge which was not a good thing at all. Artie found himself quickly lining up.
Waiting ever so patiently for the champion to turn around. The very second that he did. Artie charged forward and struck Guy right up under the chin with a Superkick. That force was so hard for a brief second the champion's eyes could be seen rolling in the back of his head. Guy started to stumble backwards. About to go over the edge but out of desperation. His hands grabbed a hold of the flagpole hanging to the side. Instantly the pole swung out and had Guy dangling over the floor. Everyone below watching gasped as Guy dangled there. His hands were trying to grip that metal pole as best as he could. Panic setting in on the painted face of the champion.
Adams: This is it! This is the end!
Simone: Guy looks terrified to be in that position! I feel bad for him!
Adams: I sure as hell don't. This man is going to get everything he deserves and then some for what he has put people through!
Simone: Come on now Jason. Have a little sympathy within yourself.
Adams: Absolutely not!
Artie found himself taking a few steps over towards the flag pole. He was using his hands to start to shake it with force. Guy could be heard screaming "Noooo" and "Stop it!" at the top of his lungs over and over again. Trying to persuade Artie into having some kind of sympathy for him, but it didn't seem to be working well. Guy's body was swinging back and forth from the shake. His hands were getting heavy as he looked down at where he was likely going to land. His body swung just close enough to Artie on that last push of the flag pole that Guy wrapped his legs around Artie's head. Trying his best to pull him over the edge with those strong legs of his.
The crowd was watching in horror, but this was the name of the game for this kind of match. Artie was right there on the edge thanks to the tugging of the champion's legs. Guy's fingers were starting to slip on that flag pole. Both men are in a very dangerous situation. All of the sudden Artie's hands could be seen gripping at the hips of Guy and yanking him from the flag pole. It was done as an attempt to save himself and an attempt that worked. Artie managed to turn with Guy in his arms and then launch him off his shoulders with force...
POWERBOMB THROUGH THE GLASS WINDOW!
The shattering of glass could be heard and seen. Guy's body lying prone inside the Command Deck's floor. The captain himself looked completely shocked about what had just happened. Artie leaning against the other glass window that wasn't broken. Peering inside where Guy was and realizing this might be the best opportunity he was going to have.
Simone: We need medical up there. We need them up there right this second!
Adams: Not until this match is over. Bring out all the medical that's needed after Artie tosses his ass to the floor.
Simone: The dislike is real Jason! I get that, but this man could be bleeding out after that! His health needs to be taken into consideration!
Artie had leaned through that broken glass window. Snagging a hold of Guy's hair and started to lift him up. Pulling him back through the window. The cuts and gashes on Guy's back were very visible. Blood oozing down it. Not looking like he was in good shape at all. Guy flopped to the floor of the bridge the second Artie got him back on the outside to it. Again he reached down and grabbed a hold of his head. Starting to drag him back up once again. He got him to his knees, but that's where the injured champion blindsided the challenger. Guy connecting with a LOW BLOW on Artie.
The challenger's eyes went wide as he let go of Guy and stumbled backwards. Thankfully for his sake able to land on the floor. Holding his downstairs business from the stiff shot. Guy fell back on his face there on the floor. One of his hands reached out to favor his back. Instantly his hand stained with blood from the glass that had just impaled it seconds ago. Dawn found herself slowly stepping across that bridge. Trying to protect herself from a tumble as she kneeled down between the both of them to check in. The match had to have a winner but they had to get back up.
Guy showing some signs of movement first. Despite what he had been through. Artie wasn't too far behind him either. Rolling over to his stomach to start pulling himself up. Guy reached for the other window that had been broken to help assist himself as well. Nearly at the same time they managed to get their feet under themselves. Artie turned back to Guy and Guy instantly fired the first shot. Connected with a stiff right hand that sent the challenger rocking backwards. Artie wasn't to be out done as he followed up with a stiff left hand of his own.
Adams: Land that lucky strike Artie. All it takes is one lucky strike!
Simone: After what I have seen and knowing the dangers of everything. I really think these type of matches should be removed from the Roulette Wheel!
Adams: Never going to happen. This is the type of thing that keeps SCW unique. It's the type of thing that keeps us standing out.
Simone: That might be the case, but these types of matches are meant to shorten careers!
Adams: It's a risk our men and women take. And a risk I think is needed if it means we are never going to see Guy ever again!
Back and forth those two men were exchanging punches with each other. Each one was stiffer than the time before. It was coming down to the wire with the way this brawl was playing out. Artie landed a stiff punch. Then another stiff punch. And then a third. It had taken the wind out of Guy's sail. Those punches backing the man up with each one. Artie landed another jab to the jaw. Guy looking like he was out of it. His legs wobble about. Looking like they were about to give out on him and send him tumbling to his demise to the deck of the ship.
This was allowing the challenger to hype himself up. Artie reached way back with that hand of his and then swung forward with all his might but Guy DUCKED under the punch. Forcing Artie to stumble forward wildly. A state of confusion on his face as he turned himself back around. To which would end up being a fatal mistake. The Roulette Champion was prime and waiting. Quickly, Guy scooped Artie onto his shoulders and with no hesitation at all tossed him off. Bringing his knee up and connected under Artie's jaw for "GUY'S LULLBY" striking with force.
Artie was out on his feet. The man falling straight back. Off the edge of the bridge. His body soaring through the air for a second. Before the crunching of tables could be heard. Artie's body smashing through them all. Before he just laid there in a heap. Not moving at all. It didn't take long at all for fans and staff to come rushing over to where he was. Guy had dropped to his knees and peered over the bridge. A sinister smirk on his painted lips. Hearing the bell that Dawn just called for.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner and STILL the SCW Roulette Champion, GUUUUUYYYYYY!
The mixed reactions from the crowd were very much heard. There was those hardcore fans that believed the champion could do no wrong. Cheering him on. But there were also those fans that had jumped off the wagon because of how he carried himself and more so with what he just did that had them booing with all their might. By then several members of the medical team on board could be seen rushing over to where Artie laid on the deck. Attempting to asses his injuries and get him the help he needed.
Simone: Thank goodness we have a medical team on board tonight. One of the best!
Adams: Artie is hurt. He's in really bad shape Belinda. You can just tell from the way he landed.
Simone: Exactly what I was saying earlier. These kinds of matches are taking things too far. Who knows how serious this could be.
Adams: I have a gut feeling it's bad. It's really bad.
Simone: All over the Roulette Championship? Just senseless!
There was a shot back to the top of the bridge. Guy was standing there continued to smirk in a wicked manner. One of his hands had the Roulette Championship raised high showing off. While his other hand was being raised by Dawn herself. Making sure that he was getting the recognition that he deserved. Those reactions are still the same. Very loud and very vocal. Not that it made a difference to Guy one way or the other. That's when the cameras found themselves cutting away to some other action.
We cut to a different part of the cruise ship where we see tonight's challenger for the Bombshell Roulette Championship Harper Mason warming up ahead of her attempt to take the title from Victoria Lyons.
Harper: One year ago Victoria was on top of the world, she had just won the Bombshell Roulette Title, she's held the title for under a year now and people treat her hitting the one year mark like it's inevitable.
Harper scoffs.
Harper: Those people haven't paid attention to what's been going on with her since the start of the cycle because she's not been herself lately! Tonight? I'm either making history as the youngest ever Bombshell Roulette Champion and denying her that chance or I'm going to be the latest to fall.
Harper shakes her head.
Harper: See you in the ring Victoria and keep the belt warm for me!
Harper walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: The following contest is for the Bombshell's Roulette championship!
Jonathon Young's cover of "New Divide" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and Harper emerges from the back throwing some kicks in the air to the opening beat as her manager Joshua Acquin watches on with approval, once the initial lyrics hit Harper does a spinning roundhouse kick before dropping to one knee and throwing up the Devil Horns.
Justin: From Orlando, Florida and being accompanied by Joshua Acquin, she is the "Slaytanic Avenger" HARPER MASON!
Once Harper hears her name called she jumps to her feet with a massive grin on her face, she sprints down to the ring clapping hands with the fans at ringside before she jumps into the ring and down a forward roll landing on her knees and grinning broadly, ready to throw down with her opponent, Josh applauds his charge from the outside as they wait her opponent.
Adams: Harper has a golden opportunity tonight. She can make some history for herself tonight, but it will not be easy.
Simone: Harper's got this chance, and she needs to make it count.
The arena lights dim as "Hey You" by Nova Rockafeller plays, and Victoria Lyons appears onstage, and makes her slow and haunting walk to the ring. She glares at some of the fans, and even bites at a few as she passes by. As she gets in the ring, the lights go back on, as Victoria raises her arms in a V in he middle of the ring, as if looking for worship, and giving the camera a creepy smile.
Adams: 371 days. Over a year. Victoria Lyons has ruled the Roulette division with an iron fist, and has turned back the challenge of so many greats.
Simone: She has proven to be one of the best to ever hold that title. Maybe the best of all time.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, per the Roulette wheel, this match now a TAPED FISTS Match! There are NO disqualifications and the only two ways to win, are by pinfall or knockout!
Adams: Oh, this is going to be brutal!
Harper and Victoria are taped up per the rules.
DING DING DING!
Harper charges Victoria who scampers out of the ring, Victoria motions for Drew to get Harper back, which Harper protests, but eventually she does back off, allowing Victoria to re-enter the ring. Harper comes forward again, only to get a face full of powder!
Adams: LOOK OUT POWDER RIGHT AWAY!
Simone: Victoria came prepared tonight!
Harper is blinded and Victoria unloads with right hands as Harper swings wildly at the air. A stiff punch connects to the side of Harper's head and she goes down, she flailing at everything and nothing. Victoria then delivers a few stomps as Harper tries to get back up, and Victoria quickly grabs her and throws her through the ropes onto the floor below. Victoria takes a moment to congratulate herself, drawing boos.
Adams: Victoria using every trick in the book to keep her title.
Simone: A champion is always ready to do what is necessary.
Victoria heads outside where Harper is still trying to clear her face and eyes. Victoria then rams her into the ring post head-first!
Adams: Did you hear that crack! Harper's on the ropes and this one may not last long!
Drew hits the floor, demanding both return to the ring, but Victoria ignores him and again rams Harper face-first into the post. Again Drew demands the match get back into the ring, and again Victoria ignores him and grabs a chair from the ringside area, and SMASHES Harper in the back!
Adams: Victoria is in full control.
Simone: Like you said, this may not last long.
Victoria grabs Harper and tosses her back inside the ring, where blood is now freely flowing from the head of Harper.
Adams: Harper is busted open!
Simone: And the powder is going to make that blood stick to her face, and it could get in her eyes!
Victoria sees this and a sick smile crosses her face as she nails Harper repeatedly in the face and head, putting her in the corner and beating her down with multiple hard right hands from her taped fists. Victoria shows off her bloody knuckles as more boos rain down.
Adams: This is a beatdown right now. Harper has to do something immediately!
Harper crawls out of the corner to the ropes, still trying to clear the cobwebs and Victoria comes over, choking her against the ropes, before BITING Harper's open head wound, drawing even more blood!
Adams: And now biting!
Simone: Whatever is takes, Jason.
Victoria measures up Harper is is still fighting to get to her feet, and when she does, Victoria nails another right. Harper rebounds off the ropes and explodes with a right cross of her own! Victoria staggers back, wobbly. Harper swings again, but Victoria ducks, and drops Harper with another right. Harper tries getting back to her feet, but Victoria bounces off the ropes and delivers a meteora! Victoria covers!
ONE!
TWO!
Harper kicks out!
Adams: Harper's still in this, but barely.
Victoria glares at Drew to shows her two fingers to emphasize the two count. Victoria begins taunting Harper to get up, and Harper makes it to her knees and throws a couple of punches to the mid-section of Victoria, but Victoria responds with a knee, and then a running knee strike to put Harper back down! Victoria screams at Drew to start counting Harper out.
Adams: Look for the 10 count here.
Simone: Harper has taken a beating, and she's not looking good right now. Maybe she should stay down.
Drew obliges and begins counting.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Harper is to her knees which stops the count. Victoria delivers another right, but Harper rebounds and again levels Victoria with a right hand! Then a second, then a third!
Adams: Harper is fighting back!
Victoria stops this comeback with a rake of the eyes! Harper is again blinded and swings wildly and falls to the mat. Harper crawls to the ropes and Victoria is right there to start choking her on the middle rope. Drew demands Victoria break since she cannot be disqualified, and eventually, she does. Victoria then winds up and drops the bloody Harper again with a right hand. She points and demands Drew count Harper out again.
Adams: You have to wonder how much Harper has left.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Harper fights to her feet using the ropes. Victoria grabs Harper and hooks her up, lifting her for a vertical suplex, Harper however shifts her weight and counters into a DDT!
Adams: Harper showing signs of life!
Simone: But at this point, how much life is there?
Both women are down but Victoria, obviously fresher, is able to recover first. However, Harper looks down at her bloody hands, touches her head and realizes it is her blood, and she flies into a rage! A rush of adrenaline hits as Harper blocks a right hand from Victoria and responds with one of her own! Then another, then she begins peppering Victoria with lefts and rights, and then a haymaker drops Victoria!
Adams: What an amazing effort from Harper!
Simone: I thought she might have been done, but she's on fire right now!
Harper now has a second wind, unloading with right hands and then dropping Victoria with a vicious clothesline! Victoria rolls to her knees, where Harper unloads with more right hands and then delivers a vicious buzzsaw kick to the head! Victoria face-plants into the canvas and Harper covers!
Adams: WHAT A KICK!
Simone: NEW CHAMP?!
ONE!
TWO!
TH- Victoria kicks out!
Adams: Victoria escapes!
Simone: And now she's in desperation mode!
Victoria staggers to her feet, unsure of where she is. Harper has stepped out onto the apron and springboards, flipping into the ring and launching into Victoria with a massive clothesline!
Adams: MASONLINE SPECIAL! CONNECTS!
Harper dives into the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-
Victoria gets a foot on the rope!
Adams: Victoria with the wherewithal to get her foot on the ropes!
Simone: That's amazing ring awareness! It saved her title right there!
Harper wipes the blood from her face, questioning Drew about the count, but Drew explains the foot on the rope. Harper then drags Victoria into position and begins to climb the ropes.
Adams: Harper is going for it all!
Simone: No!
Harper is unsteady on top and Victoria is able to recover and crotch Harper on the ropes! Harper collapses off the ropes and falls into a heap. Victoria is still wobbly, but makes it up, and grabs Harper and delivers the Lyoness Roar!
Adams: Lyoness Roar! This one is over!
Harper is motionless and Victoria makes the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Harper throws her foot on the ropes!
THREE!
Adams: She got it!
Simone: No! Harper got a foot on the rope!
Adams: But Drew counted three!
Victoria hears the third slap of the mat, and raises up, holding her hands up in victory!
Adams: Victoria is the winner, isn't she?
Simone: Look, Drew is waving it off!
Drew Patton indeed has realized his mistake and waves it off. Victoria looks at him bewildered as she correctly argues a three count was administered. Drew admits his mistake, but says the match needs to continue. Victoria is having none of it. She declares victory and tries to leave, but Harper is back up and hits a spin kick to take Victoria down!
Adams: I guess the match is continuing!
Simone: Drew made a mistake, and it sucks for Victoria, but it's the correct call!
Victoria staggers up and into the corner. Harper charges but Victoria is able to move aside. Harper collides with the turnbuckle and turns into Victoria who delivers a belly to belly suplex! Victoria makes the cover, hooking the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE- NO! HARPER KICKS OUT!
Adams: Harper is still in this!
Victoria stands, angrier than ever. She hauls off and kicks Harper square in the ribs and steps out onto the apron and climbs up herself.
Adams: Victoria is looking to finally end this!
Simone: Harper had her chance, but it looks like Victoria is too much.
Victoria makes it to the top as Harper struggles to her feet, she sets up!
Adams: Nova Burst incoming!
Simone: No! Look at Harper!
Victoria jumps, but Harper is too close. Victoria rolls through as Harper lunges forward to avoid the move. Victoria is up, Harper tries a spin kick, but Victoria ducks and delivers a knee to the midsection! Victoria goes for the Lyoness's Roar again, but Harper twists out and connects with a ripcord Diamond cutter!
Adams: CROWD KILLER! SHE GOT ALL OF IT!
Simone: Out of nowhere!
Harper covers hooking both legs!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Adams: HARPER DID IT! HARPER MASON IS THE NEW CHAMPION!
Simone: Controversially we should add. Although it was the correct call, Victoria did get a three count!
An exhausted Harper rolls off Victoria and lays on the mat. The Roulette title is draped over her as her music plays.
Justin: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, AND NEW! SIN CITY WRESTLING BOMBSHELL'S ROULETTE CHAMPION.... HARPER MASON!
Adams: What a moment for Harper Mason!
Joshua enters and checks on Harper as she finally realizes she won and the two celebrate. Victoria is fuming, rolling out of the ring devestated she lost, but also with a gripe.
Towards the back of the ship. Cameras found themselves catching up the last few moments of the Brat's warm up ritual. With a set of jump ropes in hand, he was in pace with leaping over it. Out of the corner of his eye. Something or rather someone managed to catch his attention. He stopped jumping and tossed the jump rope over his shoulders starting to approach. His steps got him closer and closer to reveal the SCW Roulette Champion. Guy was standing there pacing back and forth. Clutching the championship against his chest tightly. Seemingly talking out loud to himself.
Guy: Kekekeke! He's gone! He's gone forever kekekeekeke!
It was a little bit of an unsettling sight. Even forcing Jayden to raise his eyebrows a little bit in concern. By no means was this the 'usual' for the Caped Warrior.
Jayden: Guy...
Hearing his name just snapped him out of whatever he was going through in his head. Guy was one with reality and within a blink of an eye. A huge smile crossed his lips as he looked in the direction of the Brat.
Guy: Huzzuh! Mah good fren!
Jayden: Are you alright?
Guy: Duh! Course yer King is alright. Better den ever! Why do yew ask?
Jayden: ... You're different lately man. It's really starting to show week to week.
Guy: Pfffffffft! Das nonsense mah fren. Guy isn't different. Guy is da same. He will always be da same! Yew and yer brain is being silly-billy.
In a very ecstatic manner. Guy shook his head from side to side. Doing everything that he could in order to downplay everything that was being said. Jayden kept that eyebrow raised in a questioning manner.
Jayden: I am not buying it man. I am really not. Not after what I saw out there tonight. I get it was the nature of the match man, but you looked proud of what you did. Artie could be seriously hurt because of that.
Guy: Gewd.
Jayden: Good? Come on Guy. You don't mean that shit.
Guy: Yiiiis. Yiiis Guy does. Are yew da blind? Are yew da deaf? Look at all the mean things Artie said about Guy. Listen to all the lies he was telling about Guy. He tried to take his crown. Den he tried to take his championship. He got exactly what he deserved!
Jayden: There's no way that stupid crown could have meant that much to you. It's a cheap piece of plastic and only gave you authority over a show for one day. And that Roulette Championship? I mean no offense but look at the credibility of that championship. People like Logan Hunter and Bill Barnhart have held it. It's nothing special. It lost its appeal years ago. You and Artie should've been fighting over something far more meaningful.
Those words coming out of Jayden's mouth were forcing the entire expression in Guy's face to change. It was becoming less and less like his usual self. That smile is fading. His eyes narrowed. The shift in his body was almost aggressive.
Jayden: None of that shit was that deep. Not deep enough for you to trick him into putting his career on the line when you knew his experience level. Not deep enough for you to feel proud of a win like that tonight. And damn sure not deep enough for you to actually want him to be seriously injured. That's not who you are. I know better than that.
Shaking his head a little bit. The tone of the Brat sounded almost a little disappointed in his friend. Yet it was all so triggering for the Roulette Champion. To the point he started to lash out.
Guy: Have yew ever been da King? Hmmm? Have yew?! Of course a peasant would call it a cheap piece of plastic. Of course yew wouldn't understand the significance of what it means! Or what kind of pressure comes with being da King!
Jayden's expression said it all. He was completely caught off guard by the way that Guy was coming at him. His tone gets far more aggressive and nastier by the second.
Guy: And how dare yew talk about Guy's Championship of Roulette! Who the da heckin' heck do yew think you are to talk about it's history?! Yew are a nobody around here. Yew can't win a championship! Yew can't win an Elimination Chamber. Yew can't beat J2H. Yew can't win a match of true importance. Yew are a certified loser! A loser that is jealous of every-fing Guy has!
Such a dark look in Guy's eyes was starting to overcome him. Keeping that twisted negative expression right at the stunned Jayden.
Guy: Yew ain't a fren of Guy's. Yew just another hater!
What came next really caught the Brat off guard. Guy found himself shoulder checking him with every bit of force he had. Making sure to push Jayden right on out of his way. Storming off down the deck of the ship. Disappearing rather quickly. Leaving Jayden just standing there looking confused and shocked. From there the cameras cut away from him to catch up with the action back out in the ring.
Once again the cameras had turned to the ringside area. As they were doing so the cameras focused on the ring. Sure enough all the ropes had been removed. Men were starting to come out from the back to serve their purpose as lumberjacks. That's when the lights dim, as a lion's roar is heard, Vincent Lyons Jr appears on the stage in a black jacket as "Wretched and Divine" by Black Veil Brides starts, Vincent appears on stage.
Justin: The following contest will be decided under Lyons Den rules. There are no pinfalls. No ring ropes. A few selected "Lyons" will surround the ring to avoid our contestants from escaping. The only way to win is by Knockout, Submission, or Decision. Introducing first at this time. From Charlotte, North Carolina. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. 'The Primal Prince' VINCENT LYONS JR!
He looks around and makes a slow walk to the ring, looking at the fans cautiously. Once ringside, he rolls, climbs into the ring and goes straight to a corner, where he sits and waits quietly. Based on what was being heard at this particular moment. The crowd was having no problems letting themselves be heard. This man had made himself an enemy in their book. His eyes just continued to scan them unimpressed.
Adams: Vincent has got to be one of the most calm and collected men when facing backlash from fans that I have ever seen.
Simone: We have seen that he doesn't appear to be a man that finds himself too bothered when it comes to the opinions of others when it comes to him.
Adams: Honestly when you are as dangerous as he has proven to be. Why should others' opinions matter?
The surge of excitement from the jam packed arena could be felt. Each fan in attendance had high vibes, but little did they know they were about to be brought down. The opening beat to "Bad Man" by Polo G began to play over the building's speakers. Those vibes were already high amongst the fans but the moment that theme was heard. Things were taken to another level. Not a single fan sitting out there wasn't on their feet showing support.
From there the cameras found themselves cutting over to the entrance area. Standing right there centered and peering out at a sea of fans in attendance was none other than the one they called the Brat. Jayden had a sour expression on his face as he always did. It was a trademark look, but his lips were starting to turn into a smirk with the reaction that he was getting. With the simplest acknowledgement of their cheers. He thumbed over his nose and started to march to the ring.
Justin: And now making his way to the ring at this time. From Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and five pounds. 'The Brat' JAYDEN HARRIS!
By that point Jayden had made his way to the ringside area. He could hear fans chanting his name before him. Looking for some kind of attention from the Brat. As he approached the stairs, Jayden looked behind him at some fans in the front row. Smirk still on his lips he nodded in their direction. Only to turn and march up the steps. The way he acknowledged them in the front row had those fans showing their excitement. Jayden marched up the steps and across the ring apron.
Upon making his way to the middle of the ring apron. Jayden kept his back turned to Vincent who was peering at him from behind. Slowly raising his fist into the air. Resulting in those fans cheering for him a little more. Staying in that pose for just a couple of seconds. The Brat finally lowered his arm and turned himself around. Stepping further into the ring. His eyes were deadlocked onto Vincent. The tension between those men could be felt right away. With his music starting to die down.
Simone: Jayden and Vincent have been at each other's throats for months. Each and every time they have found themselves standing in the ring with each other. Jayden has come out the victor. You would have to assume tonight would have the same result.
Adams: Never assume Belinda. Never ever assume. Yes, Jayden has been victorious in the past. However this is a completely different kind of element. This isn't about wrestling. This is about fighting. Everything we have seen in the past does not matter.
Simone: You do have a point there. I understand the rules have changed, but the wins do play a role from a psychological standpoint. Jayden is in a situation where he has nothing to lose. Vincent on the other hand loses everything if he can't find a way to make this work.
DING DING DING!
Vincent and Jayden stood there glaring at one another. This is what it had come down to. A legitimate fight. Surrounding the ring were the likes of Bill Barnhart, Felix Hernandez, Justin Smith, LJ Kasey, and Eddie Lyons. Men prepared to do their job as the "Lyons" of the match. They were beating their hands on the ring apron. Encouraging the fight to finally get under way. Jasmine stood between them with her eyes on them. Finally there was movement. Both men came forward and held up their fists. Both were taped up and ready to go. Almost as soon as the two of them were close enough to each other. Vincent tried to catch Jayden with a right hook.
The Brat saw it coming a mile away. As he ducked out of the way causing Vincent to swing all the way through and miss. The look on Vincent's face said it all. Already starting to turn red in the face with anger. Backing up a little bit. To try and keep some distance. Jayden on the other hand was all about keeping the pressure on. As he charged in, Vincent came forward with an upward thrust kick. Both hands of Jayden snagged his foot and avoided it. A quick leg sweep planted Vincent down on his back. His body hit with a thud in the middle of that ring. With that frustration boiling over Vincent rolled out of the ring as quickly as he could.
Adams: Looks like Vincent is realizing he bit off a little more than he can chew.
Simone: This is why you make sure you know your opponents as well as you can. Inside and out. The last thing you want to discover is they have a background in a match you thought gave you the upper hand.
Adams: And I don't know why he thinks going to the outside is going to help. Did he forget about the stipulation already?!
Vincent's frustration was showing as he attempted to walk around the ring. That was quickly stopped thanks to Bill Barnhart and Eddie Lyons standing side by side. A nasty glare consumed Vincent as he turned around. Attempting to go the other way. Only to find himself cut off by Felix, Justin, and LJ. He was quick to start mouthing off but it didn't get him far. Bill and Eddie both grabbed the man by his head. Turning to throw him back into the ring. Vincent rolled to his feet and went to turn around. The very second he did Jayden caught him with a jab under the chin. Vincent's head whiplashed back some.
Thanks to that sudden punch. Jayden made sure to keep the pressure on with another jab. Then another one. Those three punches had Vincent looking like he was in a state of confusion. Not sure where he was or what was going on. On the verge of toppling out of the ring. Jayden had backed up and lined the man up. Stepping forward for a kick to the ribs, but no! Vincent managed to block the kick by trapping it under his arm. Jayden hobbled on one foot, it didn't look good for him. With Vincent then slamming his foot down and then taking Jayden off his feet with a double leg take down right in the middle of the ring.
Simone: Beautiful take down by Vincent!
Adams: You know come to think of it Belinda. This might be the route Vincent needs to take.
Simone: It's possible. So far the stand up and striking game has not worked out for him.
Vincent was quick to get in a position where he had a full mount on the Brat. Unloading with a series of elbows to the jaw of Jayden. Each strike was more and more brutal than the one before. Jayden was trying to avoid those strikes but it wasn't working out in his favor. On the final one Vincent reached way back and then drove his elbow down with all his might. The nasty sound of bone to bone could be heard. That shot had Jayden flush against the mat looking like he was in bad shape.
Jasmine had dropped down to her knees to check on Jayden. All while Vincent was starting to stand up. She was quick to wave off a knock out. All thanks to Jayden showing some movement and rolling to his side. Vincent wasn't having any of it. He reached down and grabbed a hold of the Brat's arm. It didn't take but a blink of an eye. For Vincent to drop down on his back. Pulling Jayden into him while locking his arms around his neck. To secure a Triangle Choke in the middle of the ring. Those legs squeezing tightly trying to drive the oxygen out of him.
Adams: Vincent has that locked in nice and tight. The look of panic in Jayden's eyes is kind of scary.
Simone: If he doesn't act fast. He might find himself in a situation where he passes out.
Adams: I feel like that's the way that Jayden would prefer to go. Passing out shows more pride than tapping out.
Simone: But that is more dangerous. Being forced to pass out. The damage it doesn't do your brain being deprived of air and all.
Adams: No one said that competitors made the smartest decisions. That's not meant to be harsh. It is just a fact. They make questionable decisions all the time for the love of the game and to keep fighting.
Jayden could be seen starting to turn a shade of blue. Thanks to that submission hold that he was in. Based on desperation, the Brat found it in him to lift Vincent up off the mat. Of course Vincent could be seen shaking his head right away while being lifted off the mat. For good reason as he seemed to know what was coming. Jayden dropping down to his knees and in doing so. Drove the Primal Prince down with all his might with a slam into the mat. It was enough to break the submission hold. As soon as it was broken. Jayden found himself rolling away and flopping to the outside of the ring.
He didn't even have a chance to stand himself up. Before he was being surrounded by the lumberjacks. Felix and Justin both reached down to pull Jayden up to his feet. The very second they had gotten him up. Jayden began to lash out. Shoving Justin out of the way. Then doing the same thing with Felix. Making it clear where his stance was going to be with them. He turned and climbed up on the apron. To make his way back in, but he no sooner than stood up when Bill grabbed his leg. Yanking it out from under him. Jayden's face planting into the mat with force. The way Bill went about things had the crowd booing.
Simone: Woah woah woah! That was completely uncalled for.
Adams: To be fair. Jayden put his hands on the lumberjacks. That's not what all of this is for.
Simone: They knew the risk of coming out here to be a lumberjack and their only goal is to keep the action in the ring. He got back in the ring. That's where it should have ended!
After being tripped and landed so harshly. Jayden was trying to get himself back at. Before he could succeed in doing so. Vincent had rushed in and drove his knee right into the top of the Brat's head. Putting him right back down. From there Vincent wrapped both of his arms around the head and began to continue with those knees to the top of his head now that he had him trapped and right where he wanted him. Each knee that made contact sounded like it was going to be enough to cave the top of the Second Generation Star's head.
A couple more knees had Jayden going flat against the mat once again. That was all the upper hand that Vincent needed. With those arms in place already. He started to tighten up for another choke hold. Keeping himself prone against the mat and driving his chin between the shoulder blades of Jayden to keep that pressure on and make things feel uncomfortable. Jayden was wiggling about and trying to find a way out. That was turning out to be a very difficult task for the man. That was until Jayden drew his knees in.
This allowed himself to ball himself up a little bit. Finally finding it in himself to start to stand up. Vincent was quick to try and use his weight to keep him down. That was not working in his favor though. Not at all. Jayden is still battling to his feet. Until he was able to get up. Those arms of Vincent still locked around his head. Holding out the lock was going to be enough to wear him back down. Only for Jayden to wrap his arms around his waist and take him over the top of him with a huge toss!
Adams: What strength! He launched a full grown man like it wasn't a big deal at all!
The Primal Prince had hit with such a force. Yet somehow he was right back on his feet. Holding his lower back in pain. As soon as he turned around. Vincent discovered that was nothing more than a mistake. Thanks to Jayden coming flying across the ring and delivering "EYE ROLL" right to his chin. That Superman Punch resulted in Vincent's eyes rolling into the back of his head. Before he fell out of the ring to the harsh floor.
Simone: Jayden might've knocked Vincent out cold!
Vincent was face down on the deck floor of the ship. His eyes glazed over after taking that punch. The Lumberjacks were finding themselves starting to surround the man. LJ Felix and Eddie picking Vincent up off the ground. Without hesitation they tossed him back inside the ring. Jayden went to go on the attack now that he was back in the ring but Jasmine put a stop to it. Forcing him to stay back for the time being. Long enough for her to approach Vincent and check on him. There was still some life in him. Vincent told her to get away from him the moment she had dropped down.
Sure enough she stood up and backed away. Vincent putting his hands into the match. To push himself back to his feet. He was looking like he was having a hard time keeping himself standing. That punch really did some damage. Jayden was right there to start adding some pressure to the situation. Striking with a jab to the jaw. Then a straight hook to the rib cage. Vincent reacted by doubling over in pain and dropping down to one knee. Jasmine doing her job as she leaned in to see if she needed to make a call on the match. It didn't set well with the Brat. Jayden backed up some and shouted at him.
Jayden: Stand your bitch ass up and fight!
Vincent heard those words and looked up. The hatred in his eyes shining through. Forcing himself to stand back up from that punch. He was coming at Jayden. Throwing all sorts of punches. Jayden ducking and dodging. Avoiding every single strike thrown at him. Adding to the frustration of Vincent. Since he kept missing. He swung again as Jayden ducked and went low. With another hook of his own to the ribs. Again it dropped him to his knee. Jayden kept that smirk on his lips. Clearly enjoying the upper hand he had going for him. Punching the mat out of anger Vincent stood right back up.
As he turned around Jayden went to throw a punch. A punch that was ducked by Vincent. Right away the Primal Prince showed how dirty he was willing to fight. As he grabbed a handful of Jayden's hair and then tossed him right out of the ring. Thankfully for the Brat though he was able to land on his feet. In landing on his feet. Jayden found himself being surrounded by all the lumberjacks. The one directly in front of Jayden happened to be Bill. A bit of a scowl started to overcome the Second Generation Star's face.
Adams: Don't do anything you're going to regret Jayden.
Simone: He hasn't forgotten about what Bill did earlier.
Adams: Learn to let it go. This fight isn't with the lumberjacks. It's with the man in the ring. I already made that clear.
Out of nowhere Jayden struck Bill. Hitting the Bulldog right in the jaw with a punch. This resulted in the other lumberjacks striking. Justin clubbing Jaydem from behind. Then LJ kicked him in the gut to double him over. Felix and Eddie work together to start beating the man down to the floor. The crowd booed a little bit. Not happy with the lumberjacks despite Jayden being the one that started the fight. Soon enough Felix could be seen grabbing the arms of Jayden and holding them behind his back. Allowing Bill the free shot he was after.
He doubled up that large first of his and went to swing. Somehow Jayden was able to dodge it. Resulting in Bill slobbering Felix with the punch instead. Knocking him to the deck floor. Jayden going on a rampage. Catching LJ in the jaw with an "EYE ROLL" crumbling him to the floor. He turned around as Justin went for a punch. Right away Jayden caught the man's arm and then pulled him in to land a headbutt. Sending TarryTown native falling into the guard rail. Eddie got the jump on Jayden before he could do anymore damage. Leaping on his hack and landing a couple punches to the head.
Despite those stiff punches. Jayden reached up with both of his hands and grabbed Eddie by the head. Flinging him over his shoulder and making sure he landed harshly on the deck floor. Jayden looked proud of himself. That was until he turned around. Having a huge hand slap against his throat. Bill glaring daggers at Jayden. All before lifting him by said throat and delivering a nasty Chokeslam to the ring apron. Jayden seized up right away from where his spine met the apron.
Simone: Come on Jasmine. You have to do something here. This is getting out of hand!
Adams: There is nothing to be done. They have every right to do what needs to be done. That's in the confines of the rules.
Simone: It just feels like it is seven on one out here!
Adams: And maybe it wouldn't feel like that if Jayden would have just kept his damn hands to himself!
Simone: In a setting like this. Tension was bound to boil over. Not making excuses for Jayden but think about all that's been going on.
With the Brat lying face first into the mat. Vincent had his beady little eyes on the man. Backing himself up into the corner. A set up that they have all seen before. As well as a set up that completely disregarded the rules as far as wrestling, but a set up that wasn't necessarily considered illegal. Jayden had finally showed some movement. Lifting his head up some as his hands and knees were planted against the mat. About to use them in order to aid himself in standing up, but that's when Vincent's plan went into motion.
He found himself charging right over and leaping up into the air with his foot angled at the back of Jayden's head for "IONIC IMPAC-NOOOOOO!"! Thanks to Jayden's quick thinking. He was able to roll out of the way just in time. Resulting in Vincent stomping down on the mat and hyperextending his knee. It buckled as the man fell down to his knee. Both hands favoring the said knee as a serious injury became an instant concern. Somehow Vincent forced himself to get back up to a vertical basis, he was hobbling a bit. Finding himself backing right into Jayden.
Right away Vincent's eyes went wide. Almost like he knew he was in danger. Sure enough that was the case. The Brat wrapped both of his arms around Vincent's neck. Along with trapping him into a body scissors. His weight brings them both down to a mat. Jayden secured that "INTO THE LIGHT" submission hold that he had been known for. His arms tightened up. Along with his legs. Vincent seen panicking as both of his hands gripped the arm of Jayden. Digging his nails into his skin as Vincent was doing everything he could to try and pry those arms away from his throat. The crowd could be heard cheering on Jayden. All in hopes it was going to be enough.
Adams: Jayden has this crowd eating out of the palm of his hand tonight. They may have been the loudest I have heard all night right this second.
Simone: Can't say I blame them. Vincent has made himself so unlikable with all the things he has done. And now it's coming back to bite him in the backside.
Adams: It sure is! Look at him! He is starting to fade!
Back inside the ring the fight that Vincent had was being snuffed out thanks to that tight grip. His eyes were becoming a little heavy. Vincent could be heard gasping for air. Jasmine right there to make sure she had a close up view on the situation. The grip that Vincent had on the arms of Jayden became loser and loser. One hand falling to his side all limplike. That's when Jasmine could see Vincent TAPPING very faintly on Jayden's bicep thanks to how the oxygen flow nearly running out. As soon as she saw it, she was calling for the bell for Vincent's sake.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner of the Lyons Den... JAAAAAYYYYYYDEEEENNNNNNNN HAAAAARRRRRIIIIISSSSS!
The crowd rose to their feet in excitement. Cheering on the Brat for this huge victory. Jasmine was using her own hands to tear at Jayden's bicep since he didn't want to let go at the sound of the bell. The second it finally registered to him. Jayden had let his arms unwrap from around Vincent's throat. He rolled in a limp state face down into the mat with his eyes closed. Vincent was out cold. Jayden sat himself up and looked over at Vincent for a moment. That same glaring expression in his eyes, but he seemed to nod his head a little bit. Almost in a little bit of 'approval' over the fight.
Simone: Jayden has done it! Another victory for the young man and finally this war can be put to rest!
Adams: Truth be told? I am not sure if this is a war that is ever truly going to be put to rest. Vincent is now zero and three against Jayden. He just got choked out in his specialty match. That isn't something that's just going to be forgotten about.
Simone: Maybe not. Maybe down the road we will see these two take this thing to another level, but for now. It's over. Jayden has managed to put all of this behind him and did it in a convincing fashion!
Jayden had managed to push himself up to his feet. His gaze still remained on Vincent who could be heard snoring a little bit. Jasmine remained right there on her knees. Shaking the man a little bit trying to wake him up to further check on his health. Jayden turned his attention away from them and looked out at the cheering crowd. Choosing to acknowledge them with a simple raise of his fist. Nodding in their direction which resulted in another loud ovation from the crowd. His celebration continued in the ring with the cameras cutting elsewhere for the time.
Simone: Welcome back to Summer XXXTreme! Later on tonight we will see the World Bombshell Champion Kayla Richards defend against this year's Blast from the Past winner Frankie Holiday but with Violent Conduct coming right up? We need to determine who's going to challenge for the title at that event and this match was created! It's a Double or Nothing Match where a Bombshell has to get pinned twice for a winner to be determined! It's Amelia Reynolds vs. Andrea Hernandez vs. Joanne Canelli vs Kate Steele vs Diamond Caldwell vs. Alexandra Callaway!
Adams: And what's more? We have two referees for this match: Laura Phoenix who we last saw in the Blast from the Past Finals at Into the Void and regular referee Holly Wood will be overseeing the action! I'm sure they'll call this down the middle.
Simone: This promises to be quite the clusterfuck! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following is a Six Pack Challenge Double or Nothing Match! To win the match a Bombshell has to pin her opponent twice and it is a #1 Contenders Match for the World Bombshell Championship!
A wash of soft pink and glitter begins to pulse across the stage as the seductive piano beat of "Cravin" by Stileto and Kendyle Paige hits the personal address system. The lights flicker like glitter across the stage with covering the very front of the crowd in it as well. The synthetic beats of the song intensify as the song continues, pulsing with intention.
After a couple of beats, "The Skyborn" Amelia Reynolds appears from underneath the curtain. A little smile widens in her expression as she looks out the crowd, confidence leaking out of her steps as she heads to the center of the stage. Her body sways with the music a little, and as she moves, her rhinestone-studded jacket glistens in the lights, sending more glitter onto the crowd.
Justin: Introducing competitor #1: from Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia: "THE SKYBORN" AMELIA REYNOLDS!
She pauses at the top of the ramp, and spins in place once. Her cropped jacket flares slightly outwards with the motion. When she rights herself, she purses her lips slightly and clasps her hands behind her back, pushing her chest upwards a little. However, she still maintains it as an innocent gesture as she looks down at the ring. She leans forward a little bit, giving a playful wink to the camera. She then unclasps her hands, plants her feet and grasps the lapels of her jacket, cricking her neck slightly.
Simone: Amelia is actually our most recent signee having joined during this cycle but she's racked up some impressive wins!
Adams: Her debut was actually against Canelli at the third show of the cycle but the biggest shock came a week later when she scored a win against Andrea Hernandez in a Triple Threat that also featured Kate, I know she's Aiden Reynolds' sister but she's been turning heads to say the least!
She begins to walk towards the ring, every step in line with each beat of the song. She passes the initial stairs, and then as she nears the hard camera side, she hops lightly onto the apron, balancing on one for a second – like a ballerina testing the air – before grabbing the top rope and springboarding clearly into the ring. She lands in a low crouch with her arms wide, then rises with effortless poise and heads to the nearest corner.
Climbing the second rope, Amelia gazes out over the audience – her smile soft, but her eyes focused. She places her fingers under her chin elegantly and then grins widely as she hops off the ropes. She slides her jacket off and hands it to the referee before cracking her knuckles with a delicate defiance.
Justin: And her opponents! First……………..
"Summertime Sadness" hits the venue's soundwaves. Andrea appears on the stage to some strong cheers from the crowd. Andrea acknowledges the crowd and completely focused on the task at hand. She gets up to the ring apron and uses the top rope to slingshot herself into it, acknowledging the crowd even further as she leans against the corner, confidently waiting for what comes next.
Justin: From Phoenix, Arizona, ANDREA HERNANDEZ!
Simone: Andrea actually had that Triple Threat won after hitting Kate with a Phoenix Splash but Amelia hit her own high flying finishing move to break it up!
Adams: She'll be looking to bounce back here!
The entire arena goes dark and as it does that is when we can see a huge spotlight hitting the curtain and the silhouettes of five figures illuminate behind the curtain. We are able to see Ruby Steele playing a Bass Guitar, Jenni Taylor playing a guitar, and Emerald McAdams on a drum as they begin to cover Fall Out's Boy The Phoenix. They continue playing the song until one figure burst through the curtains. Sapphire smirks as she is holding a Diamond Studded Megaphone in his hands. She points at the crowd and flames appear in a circle.
It's at that moment that we can see flame pyros going off one after another. We can hear a loud Bird HAWKING nose and that is when Diamond Steele emerges from the floor in her Phoenix inspired gear. She smiles as she gives her sister Sapphire a wicked grin before the two of them walk towards the ring.
The crowd boos as loudly as they can but Sapphire holds the megaphone and puts the Siren on using it to drown out the jeers. Diamond pays no attention to them as she just continues to make her way to the ring.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen making her way to the ring being accompanied to the ring by her sister Phoebe "Sapphire" Steele from London, England, RISING FROM THE ASHES…. She is "The Phoenix" Kate "Diamond" Steele!!!!!!!!
Sapphire: AHEM!!!!!
Sapphire doesn't seem impressed as she yells into the microphone and slides an index card to Justin.
Justin: She is the MISTRESS OF THE MEGAPHONE, THE COUNTESS OF CATCH WRESTLING, THE SORCERESS OF SUBMISSIONS, THE SPARKLING SENSATION, THE SHINING STAR, THE PRINCESS OF PUNK, GOD'S GREATEST GIFT & GEMSTONE, DIAMOND STEELE!
Sapphire: Much Better
As the drums in the song pick up Diamond takes the moment to slowly make her way to the ring as Sapphire stands outside. Once inside Kate opens up a pocket mirror and admires how she looks and her hair as she takes a heavy interest in herself waiting for the match to begin.
Simone: Kate meanwhile tried to insert herself into the rivalry between Harper Mason and Victoria Lyons, as you can see, that didn't go well.
Adams: So far her only win since returning was against Bea Barnhart but that can change.
The house lights go down, as a spotlight goes over the crowd. As the spotlight comes to a stop at the back of the entrance way, as"Run This Town" by Jay Z and Rhianna Posthumus begins to play as a picture of the Italian Flag appears on the screen with the letters F.B.I over the flag, with the words "FULL BLOODED ITALIAN" is written underneath. It soon changes to scenes of mob hits, newspaper clippings from just recent to the late 1900's, but soon changes once again, to shots of the Mafioso, sitting in a large office, and in limos, and in arena's from times since past.The spotlight focuses on four figures figures standing at the back of the ramp. This is Joanne and her bodyguards. They make their way down the ramp with Joanne in the middle with Reno and Rude on either side, and Scarpaci following behind, , talking among themselves ignoring the crowd around them. When they reach the ring, Reno holds open the ropes for her, as she slips inside, only to follow behind and stand in the middle of the ring, around her. She removes her jacket, and hands it to one of the guys, before they head out of the ring.
Justin: From the Jersey Shore she is "The Jersey Devil Diva" JOANNE CANELLI!
Simone: Joanne is still looking for her first win since returning and this would be a huge boost!
Adams: But's got stiff competition!
'I Am The Fire' by Halestorm plays.
Diamond walks out onto the stage. She is met with a chorus of boos. She stands there putting her hands together. Cracking her knuckles she storms down to the ring with an unmistakable purpose. Once she gets to the ring she slides under the bottom rope. Pulling herself up, she walks over to the turnbuckle. Deciding to take a seat in the corner, she rest her arms on the middle rope. The blank expression on her face is quite telling. She mentally went into a place that's chilling as she waits for her music to stop playing.
Justin: From Las Vegas, Nevada, DIAMOND CALDWELL!
Simone: Speaking of newcomers, before Amelia signed with the company Diamond was the most recent signing!
Adams: She's 1-2 in the wins/losses department but only one of those matches was a singles match, the other two were tag team matches with Seleana as her partner!
The lights go down and "Cry Little Sister" by Lyric Noel starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made a cocky smirk crosses her face.
Justin: And finally! From DALLAS, TX.. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!!"
Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. She watches up the ramp, messing with her hair as she waits for her opponent.
Simone: Alexandra won the Queen for a Day Ladder Match at Into the Void and I think it's safe to say that she wants to go two for two tonight!
Adams: That's a lot easier said than done!
Before either Laura or Holly can call for the bell Kate struts out to the middle of the ring and declares that she's the best woman in the match! The other five women all share a look before they swarm on Kate and Laura calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: No one ever said that Kate was the brightest crayon in the draw.
Adams: And we're being polite!
The sound of the bell ringing does little to stop the five on one beatdown by Kate Steele by the other Bombshells in the math and unfortunately for her the rules of the match mean that neither Holly nor Laura can do anything to stop this! However Sapphire can as she reaches into the ring and pulls Kate out of the ring to (relative) safety, after a few seconds four of the other women in the match square off in braws, Amelia on Andrea and Joanne on Diamond, as the pairing take up a corner each, just leaving Alexandra Callaway in the centre of the ring.
Simone: Sapphire definitely saved Kate from a worst beating and now Joanne and Diamond and Amelia and Andrea are squaring off.
Adams: But Sapphire forgot about Alexandra Callaway!
Sapphire helps Kate to her feet and starts giving her a pep talk to get her mind back in the game, however Sapphire doesn't make it far into the talk before Alexandra launches herself over the ropes with a Tope Con Hilo on Kate, the only reason why Sapphire wasn't caught in the blast was because Kate shoved her out of the way! Back in the ring Andrea has taken control of her brawl with Amelia by fighting her way out of the corner and knocking the Aussie Bombshell to the matt with a Busaiku Knee! Andrea goes for the first pin of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Amelia gets the shoulder up! Across the ring Diamond scores with a brainbuster on Joanne and floats over into a pin of her own.
ONE!
TWO!
And Joanne kicks out.
Simone: Those kick outs had to be on instinct on Amelia and Joanna's parts because neither Andrea nor Diamond would've gotten the deciding pin there.
Adams: They need to remember that the pinfalls won't count until a Bombshell has been pinned once already, same goes for submissions and we'll see if Kate or Alexandra remember that!
Andrea remembers that part of the rules but before she can go for another pin on Amelia? She rolls out to the ring apron, likewise Joanne is catching a breather on the ring apron and Diamond and Andrea spot Alexandra and Diamond brawling on the outside, share a look, nod and hit the ropes, Andrea hits a corkscrew cross body on Alexandra without touching the ropes and Diamond nearly sends Kate flying with a flip dive through the ropes!
Simone: And now Diamond and Andrea have taken flight to take out Kate and Alexandra following their failed pin attempts on Amelia and Joanne!
Adams: And remember, Diamond is NOT a small woman!
Back in the ring Joanne has gotten to her feet first and takes note of the situation: Amelia's in a similar spot but she's in a different part of the ring apron and out of position for Joanne to really do anything, meanwhile on the outside of the ring the other four women in the match are back on their feet and trading blows, Kate on Alexandra and Andrea and Diamond, proving that their alliance was a brief one for all intents and purposes, sensing an opportunity and realizing she's close to a corner facing the four woman Joanne climbs the turnbuckle and hits them with a Corkscrew Shooting Star Press!
Simone: And now Joanne has taken flight!
Adams: Flattening Andrea, Alexandra Kate and Diamond in the process! But Amelia's still in the ring!
Back inside the ring Amelia has gotten in the ring and is looking over the carnage at ringside as it has descended into a five way brawl, not to be outdone Amelia hypes up the crowd before hitting the ropes AND NAILING A HANDSPRING CORKSCREW TOPE CON HILO ONTO ALL FIVE OF HER OPPONENTS! The crowd is losing their minds and even Laura and Holly are left stunned by the amazing display!
Simone: WHAT HAVE WE JUST WITNESSED?!
Adams: AMELIA DEMONSTRATING WHY SHE'S KNOWN AS THE SKYBORN AND USING ANDREA, JOANNE, KATE, DIAMOND AND ALEXANDRA AS CRASH TEST DUMMIES, THAT'S WHAT!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Amelia is the first one to her feet and grabs the first person she can reach, namely Kate Steele and rolls her back into the ring while leaving the other four women alone, once Amelia is back in the ring she goes for a pin on Kate.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Kate Steele has been pinned once by Amelia Reynolds!
Kate: 1 (by Amelia)
Amelia: 0
Andrea: 0
Joanne: 0
Diamond: 0
Alexandra: 0
Simone: Amelia has scored her first pin of the match on Kate, she just needs to pin her again…….
ANDREA COMES FLYING IN FROM OUT OF NOWHERE WITH A SPRINGBOARD CROSS BODY ON AMELIA! Andrea goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Amelia Reynolds has been pinned once!
Kate: 1 (by Amelia)
Amelia: 1 (by Andrea)
Andrea: 0
Joanne: 0
Diamond: 0
Alexandra: 0
But no sooner than Andrea has gotten off Amelia has she been surprised with a schoolgirl by Kate!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Andrea Hernandez has been pinned once by Kate Steele!
Kate: 1 (by Amelia)
Amelia: 1 (by Andrea)
Andrea: 1 (by Kate)
Joanne: 0
Diamond: 0
Alexandra: 0
Realizing she could potentially end the match right here Kate drops Andrea with a DDT and goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra JUST breaks it up! However while Alexandra is busy with Andrea Kate pounces on Amelia who's still reeling from Andrea's cross body!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Amelia Reynolds has been pinned twice by Kate Steele.
Simone: And just to make one thing cle Amelia: that DID NOT end the match!
Adams: Kate will have needed to pin Amelia twice for that to happen, so far she's only been pinned by Andrea and Kate once each!
Kate: 1 (by Amelia)
Amelia: 2 (by Andrea and Kate)
Andrea: 1 (by Kate)
Joanne: 0
Diamond: 0
Alexandra: 0
Kate is celebrating like she just won the match but Laura cuts that short by pointing out that Kate only pinned Amelia once! Before Kate can protest this any further Alexandra comes up behind her with a German Suplex that she bridges for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Kate Steele has been pinned once by Alexandra Callaway!
Simone: And that's a great example of what we just discussed!
Adams: Now Kate's in just as much danger as Amelia!
Kate: 2 (by Amelia and Alexandra)
Amelia: 2 (by Andrea and Kate)
Andrea: 1 (by Kate)
Joanne: 0
Diamond: 0
Alexandra: 0
Kate scurries away from Alexandra and, well, the "oh shit" look on her face is priceless when she realizes that she's in the danger zone as well! Kate immediately bails from the ring and tries to leg it only to get hit by a double clothesline by Diamond and Joanne! Back inside the ring though Andrea tries to get the upper hand on Alexandra with her high flying style but her springboard move gets countered into a powerslam by Alexandra! She goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And as soon as Laura's hand hits the matt for a second time Joanna has gone for a pin on Kate after rolling her back in the ring!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Andrea Hernandez has been pinned once by Alexandra Callaway and Kate Steele has been pinned once by Joanne Canelli!
But the scoreboard doesn't even get a chance to be updated before Amelia hits Alexandra with a running Shooting Star Press and goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Alexandra Callaway has been pinned once by Amelia Reynolds!
Simone: Are they done? Can we finally update the board?
Adams: Yes, yes we can!
Kate: 3 (by Amelia, Alexandra and Joanne)
Amelia: 2 (by Andrea and Kate)
Andrea: 2 (by Kate and Alexandra)
Joanne: 0
Diamond: 0
Alexandra: 1 (by Amelia)
Indeed, the Bombshells in the ring are taking a breather, key word being in the ring as Diamond has picked her spot and waits for Kate to get to her feet before dropping her with a running Powerslam! Diamond goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Kate Steele has been pinned by Diamond Caldwell!
Simone: This really isn't Kate's night, is it?
Adams: Nope!
However before the scoreboard can be updated Joanne and Diamond get into a shoving match, neither woman looking particularly happy with each other, Amelia and Andrea take immediate advantage of this by scoring simultaneous roll ups on Diamond and Joanne!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Diamond Caldwell and Joanne Canelli have been pinned once by Andrea Hernandez and Amelia Reynolds respectively!
Simone: Honestly? I'm surprised it took this long for a simultaneous pin to happen!
Adams: It is a free for all!
Kate: 4 (by Amelia, Alexandra, Diamond and Joanne)
Amelia: 2 (by Andrea and Kate)
Andrea: 2 (by Kate and Alexandra)
Joanne: 1 (by Amelia)
Diamond: 1 (by Andrea)
Alexandra: 1 (by Amelia)
Andrea and Amelia soon come to the same realization, namely that they are in a prime position to end it! Andrea drops Diamond with a Fisherman's Suplex on Diamond and Amelia hits the Twilight Twist (Snap Suplex/Running Meateora Combo) on Joanne! But before either can do anything else Alexandra seizes the opportunity for a pin on Diamond!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Justin: Diamond Caldwell has been pinned once by Alexandra!
Kate: 4 (by Amelia, Alexandra, Diamond and Joanne)
Amelia: 2 (by Andrea and Kate)
Andrea: 2 (by Kate and Alexandra)
Joanne: 1 (by Amelia)
Diamond: 2 (by Andrea and Alexandra)
Alexandra: 1 (by Amelia)
Simone: And now Alexandra has a chance to win it! She just has to take out Amelia and Andrea!
Adams: And Kate for that matter.
Andrea doesn't even let Alexandra think about going for another pin on Diamond as she scores with a kick to her chest, the Texan gets u to her feet and Amelia simultaneously deals with Kate across the ring! Andrea whips Alexandra across the ring and the Texan goes for a clothesline on the rebound, Andrea ducks and sends Alexandra flying out of the ring with a dropkick! At the same time? Kate has Amelia backed up to the ropes and tries to clothesline the Aussie out of the ring, instead? Kate gets backdropped out of the ring, landing hard!
Simone: Ouch! Kate's going to feel that in the morning!
Adams: Laura's checking on her but she'd better pay attention to the match!
While Laura is on the outside making sure Kate's okay? Andrea hits the Rise of the Phoenix (Phoenix Splash) on Diamond while Amelia hits her rarely used but effective Skyfall Reviere (630 Senton) on Joanne! Both women go for the pin but only Holly is in position!
ONE!
Laura realizes the situation and dives into the ring to count the pin on Joanne as quickly as she can!
TWO!
HOLLY'S HAND IS A BIT FASTER THAN LAURA'S!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Simone: Wait, who got the deciding pin? Amelia or Andrea?
Adams: I don't know? Laura and Holly's counts were almost neck and neck!
An instant replay is called and the tron shows Holly's count reaching three first! Holly raises Andrea's hand while Amelia's frustration is evident!
Justin: Here's your winner and the #1 Contender for the World Bombshell Championship, ANDREA HERNANDEZ!
Simone: Andrea's getting another shot at the top gold in the Bombshell Division but if Laura was a second earlier? Amelia would be in that spot!
Adams: What a match!
Andrea celebrates while Amelia shakes her head and Kate, Alexandra, Diamond and Joanne lick their wounds.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward has decided that a single week of fun in the sun is simply not enough! So on behalf of Sin City Wrestling, we are pleased to announce to you....
08/03/2025 - Ibiza, Spain - UNVRS
08/10-2025 - Monaco - Jimmy'z Monte-Carlo
08/17/2025 - Mykonos, Greece - Paradise Beach
08/24/2025 - Ayia Napa, Cyprus - The Castle Club
08/31/2025 - Cancun, Mexico - The CITY
09/14/2025 - Miami, Florida, USA - South Miami Beach
Violent Conduct X
Cut to the backstage area where Co-Owners Christian Underwood and "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward are seen standing and watching the monitor. Mark has a self-satisfied smirk on his face while Christian turns to give him a dirty look.
Christian: You did this just so they'd like you more. Didn't you?
HS: I could have booked us in a Middle Eastern warzone and they'd still like me more than you.
Christian makes a sound of disgust and storms off-camera, leaving Mark looking quite proud of himself.
The camera returns to the deck of the Princess cruise with the fans lined up everywhere!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, sea creatures and scandalous sailors! Give it up for SCW's irresistible "Hostess With the Mostess" - Miss Amanda HUGGINKISS!!
Amanda emerges from below deck in a flowing gown with LED-trim, holding a sequined parasol in one hand and a cocktail in the other. As she reaches the stage, backup dancers in sailor uniforms join her in the performance of the evening!
Amanda: Ooo chile, it's a hundred degrees,
My lashes meltin' like cheddar cheese.
I step outside, start to sizzle,
Even my Spanx begin to drizzle.
That sun ain't playin', she's full of steam,
But so is that lifeguard, he's a dream.
He winked at me and I lost control,
Now I'm sweating glitter from every hole!
It's too hot to handle, too fine to ignore,
These boys got me gaspin' like never before.
The temp is risin', my wig's in flames
Is it global warming or just their names?!
Ooo, Chad burns hotter than the sun,
Tyler's thighs got me on the run!
It's a sauna in here, and honey, it's true
Summer's hot, but not as hot as YOU!
That beach patrol with the oiled-up chest,
He ain't savin' lives, just hearts at best.
I need SPF and maybe a priest,
'Cause these shirtless men unleash the beast!
I saw one flex, dropped my fan,
Tripped in my heels, landed on a man!
He said, "You okay?" I said, "Not quite,
You just gave this queen a heat stroke tonight!"
It's too hot to handle, too fierce to deny,
They got six-packs served with a side of "Hi!"
I'm combustin', blazin', ooh-la-la
Someone call 911 or RuPaul, ah!
Ooo, Brandon got me feelin' faint,
Diego makes me speak in tongues I ain't!
It's a scorcher, baby, and I'm your boo —
Summer's hot, but not as hot as YOU!
Honey, I'm sweatin' so hard, I got cleavage in places I didn't know existed.
And if I see one more man in a tank top…
I'm gonna melt like a popsicle in his lap.
It's too hot to handle, I can't keep cool,
I'm droppin' it low in the kiddie pool!
I'm sticky, I'm spicy, I'm drippin' dew
Summer's hot, but not as hot as YOUUUU!
So if you see me sweatin' in the street,
It ain't the sun, babe, it's that man meat!
Amanda strikes a pose center stage. The crowd erupts into cheers as she flips her hair, winks, and blows a kiss. She turns and struts toward the stage exit, stopping at one of the shirtless, oiled-up sailors who'd been dancing behind her. She grabs him by the arm and pulls him below deck with her! Simone: Welcome back to Summer XXXTreme and our next title match of the evening! Mercedes Vargas shocked everyone at Into the Void when she dethroned Bella Madison to win the Bombshell Internet Championship but tonight she not only has to deal with the former champion but a woman she beat under controversial circumstances in a non-title match in Lillith Locke in the annual Ultimate X Over the Pool Match!
Adams: Usually this match is contested for the Roulette Championships but with both champs being occupied with singles defences? The bosses have made Mercedes's second defence for the title! Mercedes retained the title over Bella in a rematch made by the Queen for a Day Alexandra Callaway and as for that match against Lillith? Well, let's just say that many think the match should've been restarted!
Simone: More on that in a minute, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is an Ultimate X Over The Pool Match! The only way to win is to climb the structure and claim the championship and a competitor is eliminated if they fall into the pool! And it is for the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship!
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Justin: Making her way to the ring from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, she is the reigning and defending Bombshell Internet Champion MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
Cheers, boos, and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the pool where the Ultimate X Structure has been set up.
Simone: Many had written off Mercedes as a spent force but since competing in the Elimination Chamber Match at Blaze of Glory something's lit a fire under her! No pun intended!
Adams: But tonight she faces two of the most dangerous women on the roster in her second defence!
Justin: Introducing the challengers!
The arena lights crash into total black.
A sharp crackle of red-and-silver static flickers across the video screen.
A single red spotlight slashes across the stage.
Fog rolls in across the ramp.
Bella Madison steps into the light.
Her hood is up. Her head down. Arms at her sides. Her silhouette is sharp — black matte leather gear with crimson trim and silver-glitched detailing. No theatrics. Just presence.
On the screen behind her, her name glitches to life:
BELLA MADISON
BITE. YOUR. TONGUE.
Justin: Hailing from Manhattan, New York, representing Wolfslair, weighing in at 125 pounds, this is BELLA MADISON!
She begins her walk down the ramp. Controlled. Heavy with purpose. Every step deliberate — this isn't performance. It's confrontation.
She stops halfway down, head tilting up just slightly.
The beat drops. The lights shift — strobe pulses echoing like warning shots.
At ringside, Bella circles the ring once, staring up at it like a battlefield.
She slides under the bottom rope, staying on one knee for a second — grounded, still, gathering the storm.
Then she stands.
She pulls back the hood. Her hair falls loose around her face.
Eyes fixed dead on the hard cam.
She mouths the words with steady conviction — a vow, not a lyric.
As the chorus fades, she steps to the pool, locking eyes momentarily with Mercedes and raises three fingers.
No smile.
No pose.
No compromise.
Just Bella.
Exactly as she is now.
Simone: Bella looks ready to take her belt back!
Adams: But neither Mercedes nor the other challenger in the match will make it easy!
The arena is consumed by darkness. A low, distorted hum seeps through the speakers like a whisper slithering through the air. A deep purple strobe flickers erratically, casting eerie shadows across the stage. The tron screen glitches to life—flashes of crawling spiders, hollow-eyed skulls, and shattered, bleeding hearts. Then, a breathy, haunting voice crackles over the speakers:
"Do you feel it? That little shiver down your spine? … That's me."
Then—BOOM!
The opening riff of "Chaos in the Calm" rips through the speakers, sending a violent shockwave through the arena. A swirling, sickly violet mist floods the entrance ramp. From the haze, a shadow emerges—Lilith Locke. Her figure slowly becomes visible, clad in black and deep purple ring gear adorned with intricate spiderwebs and ominous skulls. She drags her fingers along her wristbands, the broken heart symbols catching the dim, flickering light as she twitches them with eerie anticipation.
Justin: And from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing 117ibs, LILLITH LOCKE
Her lips curl into a sinister smirk as she drags a hand through her jet-black hair, streaked with deep violet highlights. Her piercing eyes, lined in smudged, dark makeup, lock onto the ring with a cold, predatory hunger. She moves down the ramp with an almost unnatural smoothness, her black knee-high Converse boots laced up tight, stomping methodically against the steel grating. Every step feels deliberate, like she's savouring the moment before the chaos begins.
Simone: Lillith is definitely the wildcard in this match and not because she's easily the most recent signee of the three bombshells!
Adams: She's unhinged, aligned with Kevin Carter and dangerous in the ring, we might be looking at a dark horse to win!
At poolside, she stops abruptly. Her fingers curl into the ropes, and with a sudden, jarring movement, she eyes Mercedes and points to the title, making her intentions clear.
Simone: And this isn't the first time Lillith has faced Mercedes either, as Jason mentioned they previously fought in a non-title match, Mercedes won after the Black Rose Overdrive but Lillith got her foot under the ropes.
Adams: Unfortunately, the ref was out of position and couldn't see it!
Jacob goes over the rules with all three women before he calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And our first Internet Title Match is underway!
Adams: Carter's defence against Alexander Raven is right after this so you know Lillith wants to leave the cruise with the Bombshell version of the title he now holds!
Once the bell rings Bella and Lillith make a beeline for Mercedes and the three woman start trading blows near the water's edge, at several points all three woman come dangerously close to slipped and falling in the water (in order: Lillith, Bella and finally Mercedes) but all three of them manage to maintain their balance and stay out of the pool and in the match and Jacob is there to oversee it all.
Simone: We're off to a wild start and we've had some close calls already!
Adams: That's the danger of fighting by the pool as Bella, Lillith and Mercedes have just found out.
At one point Bella manages to break from the pack and take down the two brunette women with a double clothesline! Sensing an opportunity Bella makes her way to the Ultimate X Structure and starts climbing up it, hoping to reclaim the title she lost back at Into the Void, however by the time the Blonde New Yorker is midway up the structure Lillith is climbing up after her and Mercedes isn't that far behind them so Bella picks up the pace, heading straight to the top of the pillar.
Simone: Is Bella going to attempt a tightrope walk across the cables?
Adams: Don't think that's ever been done in the history of the Ultimate X Match but Lilith and Mercedes are going to try to stop that!
Bella reaches the top first but before she can make her next move? Lillith catches up with her and delivers a solid punch to Bella's mid-section, knocking the wind out of her in the process! Mercedes watches from bellow, looking to pick her spot but even she gasps as Bella nearly loses her balance! Luckily? The New Yorker manages to avert disaster but Lillith takes advantage of this BY HITTING A SUPERPLEX OFF THE TOP OF THE PILLAR! Mercedes gets caught in the crossfire and all three women are down!
Simone: HOLY HELL! That's gotta be the biggest Superplex I've ever seen!
Adams: Same here and we've been commentating on SCW since the beginning!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Jacob quickly gets into position to check on all three women and see if they are still good to continue and all three woman confirm that they are! With that out of the way Jacob takes a step back and waits for any of the three to stir and get back to their feet! That bombshell ends up being Lillith as the Las Vegas native gets back to her feet and makes a beeline for the pillar again, however Bella isn't far behind her fellow challenger and Mercedes is soon back on her feet as well though this time the champ heads to a different pillar that's across the pool from where Lillith and Bella are climbing.
Simone: Lillith and Bella are back to square one but Mercedes has gone to the other side of the pool.
Adams: It's smart strategy because she could potentially steal the title while Lillith and Bella are trading blows.
Indeed, the two younger Bombshells in the match only realize where Mercedes is because Lillith spins Bella around with a punch to the jaw and when it sets in? The New Yorker stuns Lillith with a kick to the cut to give er enough time to jump up and grab the cable before she starts shimmying across the cable, the champion, and the title firmly in her sights! Both Bella and Mercedes reach the middle of the cables at the same time and start kicking away at each other.
Simone: Bella and Mercedes are in a good position to win!
Adams: Lillith hasn't been eliminated though! Granted she's not in a great position either because she's right behind Bella who is in a prime position to win the title if Mercedes falls!
While her opponents are trading boots Lillith has gotten back to her feet and it doesn't take the relative newcomer long to realize that she's not in a great position to say the least! However she glances over at a nearby unoccupied cable and gets an idea before positioning herself sideways and leaping up to grab the cable! The crow starts to come unglued and as Lillith starts swinging back and forth on the cable to build momentum!
Simone: Wait, is Lillith trying to jump to that other cable from that position?!
Adams: This is as "High Risk, High Reward" as it gets! Either she makes the jump or she takes a nasty fall to the ground bellow and she isn't above the pool either! Neither Mercedes or Bella would have to eliminate Lillith to take her out of the match in that scenario!
Lillith's swings rock the cables enough for Bella and Mercedes to realize what she's doing but before either of them can do anything? LILLITH TAKES THE LEAP AND JUST BARELY MAKES IT TO THE OTHER CABLE! Lillith clutches onto the other cable for dear life for a few seconds before dropping down to the platform so she can position herself properly! Meanwhile Bella's grip has been loosened by Lillith's swings and she's fighting to stay on the cable.
Simone: I thought that Superplex was going to be the craziest thing we've seen in the match!
Adams: And the swings did more than just help Lillith! Bella's in a precarious spot now too and Mercedes knows it!
Lillith starts making her way to the centre of the cables but as she does? Mercedes scores with a stiff kick to Bella that sends the former Internet Champion plunging to the waters bellow.
Justin: Bella Madison has been eliminated!
Simone: Looks like it's back to square one for Bella but now Mercedes is in a prime position to retain!
Adams: Don't speak so soon Belinda because Lillith's moving as fast as she can!
Mercedes is delayed a bit as she has to reposition herself on the cables to make a grab for her title but this delay has given Lillith ample time to catch up with the veteran Bombshell, Mercedes doesn't see her and reaches for the title but a well timed kick from Lillith is enough to loosen the grip in Mercedes's other hand, sending the soon to be former champion plunging into the waters bellow! Lillith is all smiles as she swings and leaps, grabbing the title in the process and diving with it!
DING DING DING!
Justin: MERCEDES VARGAS HAS BEEN ELIMINATED! THE WINNER OF THE MATCH AND NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPION, LILLITH LOCKE!
Simone: LILLITH HAS DONE IT! SHE'S WON HER FIRST TITLE IN SCW!
Adams: WHAT A MOMENT FOR THAT YOUNG LADY!
Lillith emerges from the pool with her newly won title held high above her head! She quickly gets out of the pool to celebrate while Mercedes and Bella watch on.
The camera returns to the stage.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Please once again welcome Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd cheers and applauds as Amanda steps out onto the stage in a bright, lavender sun dress and bubblegum pink hair done up in a beehive style. The music begins and the next performance of SCW's "Hostess With the Mostess" begins!
Amanda: I walked into the parlor lookin' fine and divine,
Asked the man behind the counter, "Can I taste what's mine?"
He said, "We got Rocky Road, Vanilla, and Delight,"
I said, "Sugar, I'm lookin' for abs served tight!"
He pointed to a man with a cone in his grip,
His pecs were so big, they made my lashes flip.
I said, "I'll take a scoop of that, plus sprinkles please,"
And maybe a cherry if he gets on his knees!
Two scoops and a six-pack,
That's my summer snack!
I like 'em cold in my bowl,
But baby HOT on my back!
With a waffle cone or a muscle tone
Just gimme both, I won't go home alone!
It's ice cream and eye candy all day long,
Lickin' and flexin'!How can that be wrong?
Now I love Neapolitan, but I love Neil more,
That gym god from Jersey who don't wear a shirt no more.
He said, "You want a taste?" and I said "Why wait?"
Now my cone's upside down and I'm feelin' great!
Chocolate chip? I dip. Pistachio? I glow.
But nothing beats a man with a chest like WHOA.
I scream, you scream, but not for dessert
I'm screamin' 'cause that body puts my spine in a skirt!
Two scoops and a six-pack,
That's my guilty treat.
With some whipped cream dreams
And thighs like fresh concrete!
He's a dairy king, I'm a drag queen
Let's churn some butter, if you know what I mean!
I like my snacks cold and my boys served strong,
Honey, this cone won't last too long!
Oh, I tried to go vegan, but then I saw Tony at the squat rack...
and let's just say I fell off the wagon...
straight into his lap.
Two scoops and a six-pack,
It's a sugar rush romance!
He's got glutes like a glacier,
Baby, melt these pants!
From gym to gelato, I'm feelin' bold
Gimme hot men and ice cream cold!
A creamy swirl, a handsome swirl
I'm the queen of cones and the muscle world!
So dip me in fudge, and call me your snack…
I'll take him to go… with a two-pack (and a six-pack)!
The fans aboard the Princess cheer and applaud as Amanda prances back and forth across the stage, waving and blowing kisses.
Simone: During the lead up to Summer
XTreme our very own Cassie Wolfe celebrated her 22nd Birthday and arranged for a belated birthday bash to take place during the cruise! However scheduling conflicts meant that she had to host it DURING Summer XTreme rather than before as he originally planned.Adams: We take you now to Ms. Rocky Mountains who is on the scene.
We cut to bellow deck where we see SCW's backstage reporter Ms. Rocky Mountains at Cassie's birthday bash.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Thanks guys! Cassie just returned after scoring the win over Seleana in tonight's opener and she's having the time of her life!
We cut to the now 22 Year Old Cassie Wolfe as she celebrates alongside Miles Kasey, the World Heavyweight Champion HB Carter and Eddie Lyons, Jessie Salco and Harper Mason soon join them and Cassie proposes a toast.
Cassie: Here's to making it to 23!
Everyone: Cheers!
Miles: Twenty two looks good on you Cass!
Cassie: Thanks Miles!
HBCarter: And here to a year full of bad decisions!
Eddie: And good ones too!
Cassie: Here!
Fenris: You call this a celebration?
Simone: Oh no, she invited Fenris!
Adams: That poor girl's going to wake up with the mother of all hangovers tomorrow!
Cassie closes her eyes before slowly turning around and seeing the Icelandic Go Gym Graduate Fenris and his brother Aron, Fenris is holding a bottle of Icelandic Vodka!
Fenris: For the birthday girl!
Jessie: Err, Cassie, you might want to drink that stuff in moderation.
Harper: Yeah, that's he main reason I'm dreading my twenty first birthday in September!
Cassie: Eh screw it! You only live once!
In the background Young Justice's manager Joshua Acquin can be seen facepalming as Cassie tries the vodka as the scene fades.
The cameras were right back there in the middle of the deck of the cruise ship. All eyes were on the ring set up as it was time for the next scheduled contest of the night. As the opening rift of 'Kafka' by Jinjer begins to play out the lights change to a darkish blue, filling the area with a hazy blue. Smoke billows from the entrance way, covering the ramp and creating a cloud big enough for a person to stand in at the entrance curtain.
'Hardly in the spirit of the era. Dedicated and thin skinned.
One appeared in front of the jury. Face uncovered in front of the jury.'
Alexander bursts from the smoke cloud, eyes open wide as he slowly casts his gaze over the crowd. His face drawn and stoic, the slight flaring of his nostrils as he nods a little to himself. His hand extends out to his side, as Luna Pasilano steps through the smoke, taking his hand in hers. The two of them slowly begin to make their way down the ramp, hand in hand.
Justin: The following contest is held under First Blood rules. Introducing first at this time. The challenger all the way from Melbourne-Victoria, Australia. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and twenty five pounds. The man known as The Last Raven, ALEXANDER RAVEN!
As they reach the ring apron, they let go of each other's hands, Alexander stepping up onto the ring apron, and turns to look back at Luna. The two of them lock eyes as he slowly steps backwards through the ropes, never breaking a gaze from her. An unspoken acknowledgement as he slowly steps backwards toward the centre of the ring, Luna making her way around the ringside area taking up place nearby. Alexander came to a stop in the middle of the ring, eyes still locked on her. Waiting for the bell
Adams: I don't think there are two men that have expressed they have hated each other more on this road to Summer XXXtreme. It all started when Kevin intentionally cost Alexander the Blast from the past finals!
Simone: And it has gotten progressively worse ever since. Alexander having the mental edge with the mind games. Even after Kevin took a hammer to his head and left him a bloody mess. It still felt like Alexander had the upper hand.
Adams: Speaking of busting people over. Alexander made sure he sent a message to Kevin. It was just two weeks ago Alexander used that same hammer to cause the champion to bleed. There is no way those stitches are healed in two weeks. Kevin is at a severe disadvantage tonight.
Inside the ring Alexander was pacing back and forth. Awaiting the arrival of the man he wanted to dio nothing but destroy. The venue was filled with an excited crowd. Lots and lots of cheers. As well as chatter could be heard throughout as they were all patiently awaiting the next bit of action to take place. There was a sudden dim of the venue lights. Only to be replaced with the flashes of green and white strobe lights. All while the opening to "The Devil In I" by SlipKnot began to play over the speaker system. Those first couple of notes had the crowd's tune changing. Boos ringing out heavily and for no other reason than they were not the least bit pleased with who was about to make their way out.
Only a few seconds had passed before the camera angle had changed just in time to see the curtain being pushed aside and the man of the hour stepping through said curtain. In an all black zip up hoodie with the hood up was none other than the Entity of Sin City Wrestling, Kevin Carter. He stood there at the top of the makeshift ramp with a glare in his eyes while glaring out at the booing fans. His facial expressions said it all. Feeling a certain amount of disgust in having to be before them, but he just ignored their boos as he began to make his journey down to the ring.
Justin: And now making his way to the ring. From the most vile part of Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds. He is a true Scumbag. The Entity of Sin City Wrestling, The reigning and defending SCW Internet Champion, KEVIN CARTER!
By the time the proper introduction had come to an end from Justin, he had reached the ringside area. A short little jog Kevin leaped onto the ring apron planting his right knee pad into the mat and using the ropes to pull himself up to a vertical basis on the ring apron. The boos seemed to have only gotten louder in that few moments he made his way down to the ring. As he stood there the man proceeded to bring both his hands up in the air with a middle finger on each hand. As one would have expected, it didn't do Kevin any favors. Not by a long shot.
All types of comments were starting to be hurled in his direction along with those boos. Kevin smirked with hatred as he lowered his hands and then gripped the top rope with his left hand before swinging one leg over the middle rope. Ducking down under the top rope to finish climbing into the ring. In a true prick fashion, he took what appeared to be a small 'victory' lap around the ring culminating in him stopping in the middle of the ring. Dropping to his knees and flipping his hood back to his jacket before tossing his arms out at his side. The boos continued to ring in from the disapproving crowd as Kevin smirked a little more. Undoing his jacket as he stood up to his feet. The music started to fade out as he retreated to his corner tossing said jacket to the floor.
Simone: Tonight is the official sixth championship defense of Kevin's.
Adams: Say what you want about the man and how he does things. We all have, but at least he has been a champion that has been willing to step up and defend when put in the position.
Simone: Almost every single defense. People have been waiting to see him lose the championship. It has come close, but not close enough. However tonight tells me it might be the closest is has ever been to him losing. He has really made an enemy out of Raven.
DING DING DING!
The second the bell was heard. Neither man could keep their hands off each other. Raven and Carter charged one another in the center of the ring. There was a tie up amongst them but with that tie up the two of them were using their firsts. Each man striking the other in the head with their fists. This has the fans around the ringside area on their feet. Cheering on what was bound to be one hell of a battle. With neither of them getting the upperhand. The punches just kept coming as it resulted in them backing one another up across the ring. Raven would have the upper hand for a couple moments. Then Carter would battle back and get the upper hand. Very evenly matched and their hatred for each other shining through with those brutal punches as they connected.
Simone: Fists are being thrown!
Adams: This is a blood feud. Quite literally Belinda. We aren't going to see wrestling holds tonight. It is going to be violent from bell to bell!
Simone: I knew that was going to be a thing, but considering what we are about to see. I figured they might want to take their time to warm up to things.
Adams: Not when things run this deep. It's a sprint. Not a marathon when you are out for someone's blood!
All of the sudden Carter could be seen getting the upper hand when he drove his knee into the gut of Raven to knock the wind out of him. The challenger gasped for air from the harsh knee shot. Carter proceeded to then club him in the back of the neck. It was stiff enough that it caused Raven to tumble out of the ring. The man landed on his feet just in front of the time keeper's table. Carter had no intention of letting the man breath for long. Leaping out of the ring himself to remain hot on his trail. Carter grabbed Raven's arm and spun him around.
A THUNDEROUS CHAIR SHOT TO THE HEAD!
Such a sickening sound of flesh meeting steel could be heard for a brief second. Carter was floored right there at the ringside area. Raven standing over him with a bent chair in hand. The clear indent of the Internet Champion's head left an outline in that twisted metal. Raven tossed the chair that he had clearly snagged from the time keeper's area to the floor. Carter looked like he was out of him already which wasn't good for the early going of the match, but thankfully those two week hold stitches from their last encounter held up for now.
Adams: Alexander just tried to turn Kevin's brains into mush!
Simone: How was that not enough to split him open?!
Adams: You guess would be as good as mine! That was one of the nastiest chair shots I have ever witnessed. We're not even five minutes into the match!
Simone: This is what you were talking about when it comes to the violence. I have a feeling we are going to see some wicked things take place tonight.
Raven was not going to let things just flip through the cracks. Not when he had this kind of upper hand and the match just started. He reached down and grabbed a hold of Carter's head lifting the man up to his feet. He then transitioned to grabbing a hold of his arm. With no hesitation at all, Raven irish-whipped Carter with everything he had. Sending the Internet Champion head first into the ring post. He hit his head so hard against the post. It flipped the man inside out and had him face down on the mat. Carter just laid there not moving. Dawn quickly climbed out of the ring to drop down to check on him.
The very first thing she did was let it be known there was no blood. Raven's eyes found themselves narrowing almost right away. A chair shot and then meeting the ring post. That wasn't the most wicked of things he could do, but it should have been enough to split the man open. Keeping his cool with the thought process having to be he is at least softened up. Raven walked right over to Carter and grabbed his hair. Yanking it to put the man on his knees. Raven made it very clear what his intentions were. Making sure his knuckle was pointed out farther than the rest when he doubled up his first.
Then started to unload. Punch after punch after punch. Aiming right for those stitches that were keeping Carter's head together after that brutal hammer blow a few weeks back. The crowd was getting to see this up close and personal. Their voices were heard. They were cheering this man on and wanting to see to it that he succeeded in splitting him wide open. Raven did not let up for even a second with those stiff punches and where they were targeting. After what felt like the tenth punch Raven just slammed the man's face forward against the floor. Frustration showing that he wasn't getting any blood out of it.
Simone: Frustration is all over Alexander's expression right here.
Adams: Clobbered a man with a steel chair. Being thrown against a ring post. Literally attacking stitches that are holding his head together. Yeah, frustration is bound to happen when you're trying to make someone bleed that just won't bleed.
Raven had taken a few steps over towards the ring. He found himself pulling that ring apron up and lifted it up. Searching under the ring for a couple of moments. Only to drag out a kendo stick a few seconds later. It wasn't just any kendo stick though. It was one that had glass shards glued to the entire thing. A smirk appeared on Raven's expression as he turned around. Seeing that Carter was starting to use the very ring post his head connected with to pull himself up. Raven was lining his shot up just as Carter finally got his feet under him.
The Last Raven swung with all his might, but Carter managed to move out of the way at the last second. The kendo stick hitting the pole as some of those glass shards busted off the stick. Carter acted quickly to keep the challenger on his toes. Leaping up and landing a punch to the man's head. Raven stumbled back against the barricade that kept the fans safe. Carter was not done as he ran up and landed another punch. Unloading with everything he had as quickly as he could. Those punches had Raven wearing down against the barricade. Another punch had Raven flat on his backside there against the barricade.
This was a perfect opening for the Internet Champion. He turned around and put attention on that chair Raven had used against him moments ago. He stomped right down on it to bend it a little back in place before snagging it up off the ground. He turned around to see that Raven was reaching up to attempt to pull himself to a vertical basis. That simply wasn't going to happen. Carter sprinting towards him and then leaped into the air angling the chair under his feet to DROPKICK it right into Raven's face. Smashing it stiffly against it and causing the man's head to whiplash back into the guard rail for a double whammy.
Adams: Jesus! Kevin could have possibly just busted Raven in the front or the back of his head. That's some smart stuff when it comes to using your surroundings!
Simone: The chair to the head. Being slammed into the guardrail. It sounded like a damn shotgun blast just went off out here!
Dawn was quick to run over to check on Raven. He was holding the back of his head and kicking his feet. Her eyes scanned but saw no blood. Letting it be known the match was going to continue. Carter rolled his eyes as he walked over to the ring apron. Lifted it up and started to search under the ring. Seconds later he pulled out what appeared to be a red tool box. He took it by the handle and sat it right on the ring apron. He turned back to Raven who was trying to get up. Carter landed a stiff shot to the side of the man's head with his boot. To flatten him against the ground.
Reaching down moments later to snag handfuls of hair and pulling him to his feet. Carter turned, tossing Raven under the bottom rope. He followed up with sliding himself into the ring. Snatching that tool box right back up off the apron. Holding it in his hands as he called for Raven to stand up. Slowly but surely the challenger found the drive to stand up. Raven got his feet under him. All for nothing because as soon as he stood up. Carter took that tool box across the top of his head. Knocking him right back off his feet and putting him down in the middle of the ring flat on his back.
Simone: Something tells me he didn't intend to use that for a home improvement project!
Adams: I can guarantee that isn't the case!
Simone: And honestly after the last few weeks. I don't know if I would trust Kevin with a toolbox. You know what's inside them.
Adams: That trust hammer we have seen him use a few times.
Dawn had kneeled down beside Raven and checked on him. No blood was seen at all. Across the ring Carter had started to open the toolbox. His fingers wrapped around that very hammer that had just been mentioned by the commentators. He held it up into the air and instantly the crowd found themselves booing with everything they had. This was not what they wanted to happen at all. Carter turned himself around with a smirk spread across his lips. As he started to call for the challenger to get to his feet. Raven had rolled himself over and was starting to do just that.
Finally, getting his knees up and under him. He pushed himself up to his feet and turned around. The very second he exposed himself. Carter swung that hammer with everything he had, but Raven reached up to BLOCK the shot from the hammer. Both of his hands gripping the wrist of Carter to prevent it. Raven was trying to get the hammer out of his hand. However before he could. Carter kicked the man in the gut. Forcing the challenger to back up a little bit. Carter then swung again, but Raven fucked under the shot from the hammer. Carter dropped the hammer due to missing.
Only to turn himself around and when he did. Raven completely leveled the man with a stiff Lariat. Carter hit the mat like a ton of bricks. Raven was far from done at all. He took his foot and hovered it right over the stitches on Carter's forehead. Stomping down with everything he had. Resulting in Carter instantly rolling over and both hands cupping at his forehead. Dawn was there to slide down to double check. Thankfully for the champion there was no blood. Raven found himself backing up towards the ropes and rolling out of the ring to the floor. Instantly starting to look under the ring.
Adams: What in the world could he be looking for now?!
About that time Raven could be seen dragging out a roll of barbed wire. He wasted no time at all. Raven started to wrap it tightly around his wrist. Making sure it was nice and secure. He then rolled himself back into the ring where Carter was getting to his feet. The champion quickly rushed Raven to try and cut him off seeing what kind of trouble he could be in, but right away Raven blocked Carter's attempt. Connecting with a punch from that barbed wire wrapped first. It sent Carter flying back into the corner. With nowhere to go Raven trapped him. Standing directly in front of him and began to unload with those punches. Striking the Internet Champion in the head again and again with that barbed wire wrapped fist.
Simone: Oh my goodness! This is going to spill the champion's blood. We're going to see a new champion crowned right here tonight!
Raven was swinging with everything that he had. Connecting time and time again. Until he finally had Carter going limp from those stiff punches. On the last punch Raven backed up and he watched Carter come stumbling out of the corner. He only took a couple of steps before he fell flat on his face. Dawn again made sure to drop down to her knees. Checking to see if there was any blood, but it was quickly waved off that there was none. Raven let his frustration take over. Unwrapping that barbed wire from his first before dropping down to the mat.
He grabbed a hold of Carter's arms and proceeded to trap one of them between his legs for leverage. Then taking that loose barbed wire he began to drag it harshly across the forehead of the champion. Back and forth it went across that flesh. Even digging into those stitches a little bit. Carter could be heard screaming at the top of his lungs. Those feet of his kicking against the mat thanks to the damage that was being done. Yet despite that barbed wire being driven across his face. It still was not providing Raven with the result he wanted. No traces of blood. The challenger continued to show his frustration.
Adams: Alexander has to real his emotions in just a little bit.
Simone: We have seen what happens when you let your emotions get the best of you. It can lead to an entire game plan falling apart.
Adams: His game plan is working. He has Carter on the fence here. He just has to stick with it.
Again, it was seen that Raven rolled himself out of the ring. Gripping that ring apron as he had done before and held it up. The first thing he dragged out was a sheet of glass. Lifting it up and sliding it into the ring. Only for him to go back under the ring. This time the next item he grabbed was a metal railroad spike. It was old, it was rusted, and it looked like it could do some damage. Smirking as he held it in hand. Raven turned his attention back in the ring where Carter was trying to get back to his feet. Raven sliding right in prepared to go on the attack.
Carter found himself backing up right into Raven. The man wrapped a single arm around the throat of the champion and held that metal spike high above his head. The crowd went crazy for it. Cheering him on for his antics, but all of the sudden. Carter reached up and dug his fingers right into the eyes of Raven. Leaving the challenger blinded for the time being. Raven dropped that spike and stumbled away holding his eyes. That's when Carter took notice off the large piece of glass Raven slid into the ring moments ago. Wasting no time at all to storm over and pick it up with evil intentions in mind.
The Internet Champion turned around to see Raven still holding his eyes as he leaned in the corner trying to recover. There was a loud primal scream that came over the champion. All before Carter charged at Raven full speed with the glass in hand. As he was charging in out of desperation Raven reached out and pulled a hold of Dawn's referee shirt. Dragging her directly in the line of sight. Accidentally causing a complete disaster for the official.
CARTER SLAMS THE GLASS OVER DAWN'S HEAD!
It shattered into hundreds of pieces. Dawn slumped to the mat and was out cold. Carter was riddled with shock and confusion. The crowd collectively gasped in horror. Unable to really wrap their minds around what they had just witnessed right before their very eyes, even Raven himself leaned back in that corner knowing he was the cause of the outcome with the same shared shock reaction. The panic and concern could be heard through the commentators.
Simone: Damnit to hell! This has gone too far now!
Adams: Raven is so obsessed with winning. He knew what the hell he was doing when he pulled Dawn in the way!
Simone: She could be seriously hurt here. Who cares about the outcome of anything now. We just need to get some help out here for our official!
Out of nowhere Raven blasted Carter with a sucker punch. Taking advantage of that shock and awe situation. It knocked him right down to the mat. Acting quickly, Raven grabbed a hold of that metal spike off the mat that he had dropped. Going right back on the attack with it. Stomping on Carter's ankle so he couldn't get away. He then reached down and grabbed a hold of the Scumbag's head. Yanking it upward to have the man in a kneeling position. Without any hesitation Raven struck.
METAL SPIKE TO THE HEAD!
Driving that jagged tip right into the skull of Carter. He didn't stop there, lifting the spike up and driving it down into the man's head again. Then driving it down again. Again and again and again. Raven's hand just kept coming up and down like a mad man in a horror film set to slaughter his victim. Finally, he brought his hand up and held it up. Keeping a hold of Carter by his hair. The man was out of it. Blood just covered the man's entire face. A crimson mask all the way around. The crowd cheered for Raven to be the first man to draw blood.
Adams: Kevin is bleeding! Raven has just split the Internet Champion from ear to ear!
Simone: But there is no referee to call it Jason!
Adams: Send someone else out. Do it right now! Let's end this thing!
Raven dropped the spike and let go of Carter's head as he flopped to the mat. Raven looking towards the entrance way. He was waving for another official or some to come out. Yet there was no one there. His frustration was growing, he had the champion right where he wanted him. But there was no one to make the call. With no other choice Raven turned himself around as he walked on over to the downed Belinda and started to shake her. Trying to stir the woman awake after the brutal turn of events she herself had gone through. It was no easy task.
With the man being distracted, the bloody and beaten Carter was lifting his head up slowly. Through all the blood in his face, those eyes were focused on one thing. One thing only and that was the hammer lying just a couple of inches away. Trying to crawl towards it. Little by little he was doing just that. Leaving a trail of blood along the way. Carter reached out and wrapped his hands around that hammer. Slowly bringing it towards himself, tucking it under his body, and holding on. About then Raven could be seen getting Dawn to a sitting situation. She was still very out of it.
That was somehow good enough for the challenger. Raven turned himself back around to put his focus on the champion. He grabbed a hold of Carter's hair again. To start bringing him up to his feet. Every intention to expose the bloody mess of a man to the official. As he got him up and started to spin him after. The Champion struck like the deadly snake he was.
HAMMER TO THE TOP OF THE HEAD!
Simone: Raven didn't see it! He didn't see the hammer in his hand!
That hammer struck Raven right between the eyes. Carter found himself stumbling back and falling through the ropes to the unforgiving floor. Raven had slumped to his knees and then face first into the mat. It didn't take long to see a pool of blood starting to form right where Raven laid. More shock overcoming the crowd. Raven slowly lifted himself up. In that dazed and confused state. The very second he lifted his head. Blood just began to gush over his face.
Adams: Both men are bleeding! How on earth do you call this?!
Behind the kneeled and bleeding Raven. Everyone could see a hurt Dawn reach up and grab a hold of the ropes. To help assist herself in standing back up after everything she had gone through. Letting go of the ropes she stumbled around a little bit. Seeing Raven kneeling there just as he turned his head a little. Dawn could see the blood pouring all down his face. She found herself falling down to her knees. As she did so she was calling for the bell.
DING DING DING!
There was a state of confusion amongst the fans in attendance. Every single fan in attendance had seen what they had seen, but didn't know exactly what the call was. That was until Justin's booming voice could be heard booming through the speakers as he spoke through the microphone.
Justin: Here is your winner annnnnd STILLLLL the SCW Internet Champion, KEEEEVVVIIINNNN CAAAARRRTTTEERRRR!
As soon as that announcement was made. The crowd erupted with boos. No one, no one at all agreeing with the call. Raven's face said it all he was in disbelief as he toppled over to the side. Letting the blood just stain the mat to where he was lying. About that time Carter could be seen peeking up into the ring. Blood still covering his own face and a wicked smirk all across his face. A clear sign that he knew he just beat the system and there wasn't a damn thing anyone could do about it.
Simone: This low down dirty scumbag! He got away with it, Jason! He actually got away with it!
Adams: I am not one to ever really speak out about our officials. They do a hell of a job, but this isn't something I agree with. I get that Dawn didn't see Kevin. I don't blame her, but there should have to be some kind of rule to protect the integrity of the match. Replays, conversing with other officials, or something!
Simone: Once a decision has been made though. That decision is final. Our officials have the final word in everything. It's not right, it's not right at all. Raven was just screwed out of the Internet Championship, but it isn't Dawn's fault. We can't put this on her.
Adams: No, but we can damn sure put it on Kevin. He knows he lost this match. He knows he should not have had his name called. He does damn well that he should not be leaving here with the Internet Championship, but he isn't going to do the right thing and admit it.
Simone: No he isn't. This damn reign of terror looks like it's never going to end!
Back inside the ring Dawn had managed to get back up to go over and check on the bloody Raven. This led to a bloody Carter storming towards the time keeper's table and snagging his Internet Championship away from them. Tossing the championship onto his shoulder. He leaped over the barricade and began to walk through the small row of fans sitting there on the cruise ship deck. All while making sure to lift the championship high in the air to remind them who had won. Doing himself no favors, but that is when the cameras found themselves cutting away from the ringside area to catch some more action.
Cameras found themselves catching up with the reigning Internet Champion. There sat Kevin on top of an equipment crate holding a white towel to his head. Still trying to get the wound on his head to stop bleeding. Taking the towel away for a moment as his bloody expression was able to see the cameras on him. His lips curled up into an almost sarcastic grin.
Kevin Carter: Let the trash talk begin..
He found himself chuckling out loud. It was almost like he just knew how things were going to play out.
Kevin Carter: Let the trash talk begin about how I cheated. Let's hear all the theories about how Alexander Raven was screwed out of the Internet Championship. Let me hear all this talk about how I'm toxic and I'm a cancer. How I am killing SCW from the inside out. This is the type of shit that fuels me. I love listening to your hate. Nothing makes me laugh more.
Again he pressed that towel to his head. To wipe away the blood that was starting to ooze from that wound. Holding it in place but continued to speak to the people.
Kevin Carter: Last time I checked. Whatever decision an official made out in the ring was final. No matter how much people want to talk about it and try to get the decision reversed. Once that bell has been rung by the referee's decision. That's it. You don't have to like it, but it is what it is. And honestly when you think about it, Alexander. It's karma. It's exactly what you get.
Nodding his head a little. Chuckling a little bit more.
Kevin Carter: It's what you get for pulling Dawn in the way of that glass. You are the reason she was incapacitated and you are the reason. She missed when you took that rail road spike and did your best work with it. That's your own fault. But it goes beyond just that. You lost tonight in the fashion that you did. It's karma because you should have never been granted a championship match to begin with. You didn't earn the right to face me. You didn't go out and fight in the trenches to face me. You just kissed the right ass to get handed what you got. And it bit you in the ass!
Taking the towel away from his head. It was just soaked in blood and not really doing anything for the wound at that point. Cartier tossed it on the floor and hopped off that crate. Clutching the Internet Championship in his hand as he glared forward.
Kevin Carter:Your loss tonight is also karma. Because you should have never stepped back through those fucking doors in the first place. You have always been a man that believed your own hype and were always a man that carried yourself to be bigger than what you actually were. Everything you said and did was always to benefit you. It's a selfish business I get that, but you just never were willing to admit the truth to yourself. About you not being as good as you thought. It is always someone else's fault that you came up short. Just like it'll be someone else's fault tonight when you finally have the balls to talk about what happened. But when you finally went away. So many of us were excited. Excited we never had to deal with your bullshit again. And then you came back... You should have stayed gone. If you had karma wouldn't have gotten you like it did tonight. You have to live with that!
Taking the championship that was in his hand. Holding it out as far as he could before those cameras.
Kevin Carter: This was always coming to come home with me, Alexander. That is how fate works. And now karma has had its way with you. Now that you realize that I am always going to outsmart you. Do us all a favor. Walk away. Don't just walk away from Sin City. No, walk away from this business as a whole. It does not need you. It has never needed you. It is never going to need you. The sooner you get that in your head the better... Just walk away and never return!
In the Scumbag's eyes there was a certain fire to them. He was certainly fed up with the man they called Alexander Raven. Now for him it was in the past and he could move on to the next. Bringing that championship to put it back over his shoulders. The shot got one more look of that bloody expression before cameras cut elsewhere for some more of the action.
In a cordoned off area backstage on the Princess cruise ship, Helluva Bottom Carter sits cross-legged on a couch, dressed to compete in tonight's main event. He is wearing his shimmering rainbow unitard and white boots with the World Championship across his lap. Miles Kasey, now recovered from the Overboard Battle Royal from earlier this evening, leans back beside him, his arm draped lazily across the backrest. They're mid-conversation when Ms. Rocky Mountains, walks in with a mic in hand, a sheepish smile on her face. A production assistant trails behind, adjusting a boom mic. Carter raises an eyebrow but doesn't move from his seat.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I swear I tried to get clearance, but with how close we are to bell time, everyone wants something from the champ. Carter, can I grab just a moment?
Carter sighs, then gestures with theatrical flourish.
HBCarter: For you? Always. But only because you're the only one on this ship that is capable of rocking lilac lipstick.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Guilty as charged. Miles, mind if I steal him for a few seconds?
Miles: I know how this works. Just make sure he still has that sharp tongue when it's time to shut J2H up later.
Miles rises, gives Carter a peck on the cheek, and exits with a wink, giving Rocky a respectful nod. Carter shifts to sit up straighter, still relaxed, but waiting for this moment to kick start.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Carter, you are just moments away from tonight's Main Event at Summer XXXTreme XIII. A match that has been weeks in the making. You've headlined before, Carter, but this match? This might be your biggest spotlight yet. It all began back at Into the Void IX. That was the night you defeated Alex Jones, one of the most decorated names in SCW history, and captured your first World Heavyweight Championship.
HBCarter: That night feels like it's still echoing in my head. I remember standing across the ring from Alex Jones. People said I wasn't ready. Said I was style over substance. They said I'd fail this time just like all of the other times. Only...
He shook his head.
HBCarter: I didn't. When that final bell rang? I wasn't just ready. I was undeniable. That was the moment I took my place at the top, not just for myself, but for every underdog who's ever been told they're too much or not enough.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: And on that same night, J2H, the former record setting World Champion, SCW Hall of Famer, and undeniable legend, won the 2025 Blast From the Past Memorial. From the moment he won, everyone knew the collision course between you two was inevitable.
HBCarter: J2H strutted back into the Main Event like he never left. Vintage arrogance and all. And credit where it's due. Despite all animosity between us? He still has it. But from the second he won that tournament, he wasn't just gunning for the gold. He was gunning for me. Trying to get into my head.
Carter shakes his head.
HBCarter: Let's not pretend this is just business for him. He doesn't like me. I don't fit the mold of what he thinks a "real" World Champion looks like or how one should act. I've seen the interviews. I've heard the comments. He called my win 'woke' and said it was all about Pride month and nothing about my deserving of it.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: But J2H isn't just any contender. He's one of the most dominant champions in SCW history. Does his legacy add pressure to tonight?
HBCarter: His legacy? Sure. But I'm not here to protect legacies. I'm here to create one. I know what tonight means. I'm not naïve. J2H isn't just any name in the record books. He's a bar that's been set for years. And tonight, I'm not just defending a title. I'm showing that this era, my era, belongs here. I'm not a side show. I'm not a fluke. I am the World Champion, and I'm not giving this up just so some rich "Brat Prince" can have one more nostalgia trip before his next sabbatical.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: There's been no love lost between you two. Face-to-face confrontations. His attempt to cost you the championship. Plus that scuffle on Climax Control weeks ago. Does all of this mean that things are things personal now?
Carter nods slowly.
HBCarter: Only because he made it this way. This isn't just business anymore. J2H walks around like he's still the blueprint. Like the rest of us are playing dress-up in his shadow. And I've had it. I respect what he's done, but I don't respect how he treats the rest of us. He talks down, throws shade, calls me a gimmick. But tonight, maybe he'll finally respect the fact that I'm the champion and his time at the top of the mountain has long since passed.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: So let me ask you this. What happens tonight in the main event?
HBCarter: Simple. The past steps into the ring with the present. The legend meets the reality. And when it's over, and he's laid out, breathless, staring at the ceiling? I'll be the one still standing. Still shining. And still the World Heavyweight Champion.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Thank you Carter. I appreciate the time you took to talk with us today and I wish you the best of luck.
Carter gifts her with a smile and a wink as she and her crew take their leave and the camera fades out.
The crowd cheers with anticipation!
Justin: Introducing first, the challenger!
The opening piano strokes of "Skeletons" by Wednesday 13 harbor the arrival of Frankie Holliday. As the guitar riffs begin to ramp up the song, Frankie parts the curtain. A sinister and knowing grin on her face as she doesn't acknowledge the response in any way, walking down to the ring.
Justin: From Milwaukee, Wisconsin! She is the 2025 Blast From the Past Champion! Frankie! HOLLIDAY!
Once she hits the ringside area, she simply rolls under the bottom rope and sits in the corner, still with the grin across her lips. She even chuckles to herself as she readies herself for the match.
Simone: Frankie Holliday has proven herself to be a contender for the Newcomer of the Year! She has been on fire since her arrival in Sin City Wrestling and is thus far undefeated!
Adams: And she went through twelve other women to win Blast From the Past and earn this title shot! She's got this!
Justin: And her opponent...!
The voice of Kayla Richards gives way to the opening guitar riff of Bad Omens "Like a Villian" The lights flash from being on and bright to dark and switching between a dark purple and red. Kayla Richards steps out onto the stage in her gear, a black leather jacket over it, her long hair flowing down as she makes her way to the ring.
Justin: From Norwich, East Anglia, England! She is the reigning and defending World Bombshell Champion! "The Dreamkiller"! Kayla! RICHARDS!
She runs and slides up and across the apron on one knee before getting into the ring and putting both her hands in the air, one crossed over the other to make a "K" with her fingers before they turn into a double bird and move down to a fingergun pose pointed at the crowd.
The air crackles with anticipation. In one corner, Kayla Richards stands tall and composed, the SCW World Champion radiating with confidence. Across from her, Frankie Holliday bounces on the balls of her feet, grinning like a devil with a secret, her energy both chaotic and unpredictable. The tension between them is finally about to explode in the six-sided ring.
Drew patton steps up and calls for the opening bell!
DING DING DING!
The bell rings and the crowd erupts as champion and challenger surge toward the center of the ring. There is no love lost between the champion who wants to maintain her domineering grip on the World Championship and the upstart rookie who has been making waves since her arrival and wants to take the World title away from "the Dreamkiller". The two women arrive center ring where they begin to talk shit to one another, Frankie even going so far as to jab a finger in Kayla's chest but the champion swats her hand aside. Frankie responds with a shove that knocks Kayla back several steps, and kayla turns and glares at her.
Adams: Oo! Kayla Richards is NOT the Bombshell that you want to just disrespect!
Indeed as Kayla turns back ti her and rather than shove her back, Kayla instead throws down - striking Frankie with a heavy forearm shot to the head! Frankie returns fire with a forearm of her own, and the two women quickly engage in an exchange of bone jarring blows - each one harder than the one before! Frankie then changes tactics and grabs Kayla by both sides of the head and strikes hard and fast with a headbutt right between the eyes! Followed up with a second, and then three more rapid fire! One right after the other!
Simone: Frankie Holliday proving she is quite hard headed inside of that ring!
Adams: The rookie challenger has the champ rocked!
The champion staggers back on her feet and Frankie grabs her by the arm and back of the head and directs her against the ropes wjhere she takes physical control of the match ensaring Kayla in s ide headlock with one arm and pressing her throat across the top rope while using her free arm to deliver one rapid fist after another into the champion's exposed ribcage. Drew orders the challenger to break but Frankie uses every moment of the five count to deliver just a little extra damage!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Frankie breaks rather than get disqualified in such a lofty championship match! Frankie grabs the champion by the arm and attempts to deliver her into the far corner with an Irish whip but Kayla hangs on and reverses the attempt! Kayla does not just send Frankie into the corner - but directly causes Frankie to go sailing between the top and middle turnbuckle and she strikes the steel ring post!
Simone: Oh, such a costly error this early in the match is going to be a severe detriment for Frankie Holliday!
Frankie is left hanging halfway outside of the ring, but Kayla has not even begun to slow down. She drags Holliday the rest of the way back inside and pins the challenger in the corner where she lashes out with repeated martial arts kicks directed straight into Holliday's exposed upper body! Kayla then jumps and delivers a high knee strike right into Frankie's face! Frankie begins to sink to one knee but rather than allow that, the champion drags her back upright where she uses both hands to savagely gouge away at Frankie's eyes!
Adams: Frankie Holliday is finding out that Kayla is willing to fight fire with fire!
Kayla opts to go with a techical, strong style follow up, turning Frankie around and wrenches her arm up her back with a hammerlock! Kayla mainmtains the hold and kicks off the ropesd which whips Frankie up and over with a snap suplex maneuver - and causes the challenger to land heavily on her own arm still in hammerlock position!
Adams: That could have separated her shoulder!
Simone: We have seen it all too many times in the past, just how far Kayla is willing to go to keep the gold around her waist!
The challenger rolls to the ropes but Kayla doesn't give her a moment and is right on her. She drags Frankie up and fires a savage kick to the spine, the sound sharp and sickening. The audience winces. Frankie answers with a stiff right that floors the champion and alm,ost causes her to tumble the entire way through the ropes.
Adams: Frankie is hurt but she's not going to give up in there against the champion!
Frankie stumbles back to her feet and wipes her mouth, checking the blood on her fingers. Frankie then dives right straight at the champion and collides into her with a spear that takes both champion AND challenger to the outside where they tumble off of the ring apron and hit the floor heavily!
Simone: The way these two have been going at it, it was only a matter of time!
Frankie is the first to her feet as Drew begins to issue his count...
ONE!
TWO!
Frankie drags Kayla upright with two handfuls of her hair and she whips her hard, back amd forth into the barricade that separates the fans from thje dangerous ringside action!
THREE!
FOUR!
Frankie then straddles Kayla on the floor and unleashes a barrage of punches to the head! Kayla tries to cover up, but with little success!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Frankie rolls off of Kayla and drags her uprtight and sends her back inside of the ring where she can hopefully end this match in her own favor. She drags Kayla up and Irish whips her into the corner, following in with a big boot right to the face that sends the champion crumbling to the canvas! Frankie is like a shark smelling blood and she quickly dives on top of Kayla for the first pinfall attempt of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
Kayla gets a shoulder up!
Frankie smirks and holds a thumb and forefinger right in Kayla's face, showing her how close she was.
Simone: Frankie is really rubbing it in Kayla's face that she's the one in control of this match.
But suddenly Kayla grabs her arm and shifts her hips, rolling into a triangle choke out of nowhere with her legs wrapped tight;y around the challenger's neck!
Adams: Well she WAS in control!
The crowd gasps as Frankie struggles suddenly and wildly, caught by surprise in the submission! Kayla's legs lock tight around Frankie's shoulder and neck as she pulls back, trying to end it! Drew is right there to check on Frankie, asking if she wants to submit but Holliday is not about to tap out and sacrifice this championship event! Frankie's face goes red as she powers up, deadlifting Kayla into a one-armed powerbomb attempt and slams her down! This seemingly breaks the hold but Kaykla transitions behind her and right into the Asuka Lock!
Simone: ANOTHER submission attempt from the champion!
Adams: Boy she REALLY wants to make Frankie call it quits!
But in the ensuing struggle, Frankie manages to kick off of the ropes and roll back over Kayla, pinning the champion down!
ONE!
TWO!
Kayla is forced to let go of the hold to keep from getting pinned! Both women lie on the mat, breathing deeply with sweat dripping. The crowd split, calling out in support of BOTH women!
"COME ON KAYLA!"
"LET'S GO FRANKIE!"
Kayla is up first, shaking off the impact and favoring her lower back. Frankie rolls over and rises to her hands and knees, allowing the champion to come off the ropes and she snaps a lightning fast Hurricanrana on her challenger, spiking her head into the mat! Kayla with the cover, hooking both legs!
ONE!
TWO!
Frankie suddenly catches Kayla's wrist and bites her! Drew stops his count and is forced to intervene but the damage is done! Kayla yanks back with teeth marks on her wrist! Kayla argues with Drew over the infraction when Frankie grabs her from behind anmd nails a Belly to Back Back breaker! This time it's Frankie with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
AGAIN there is a kick out!
Frustrated, Frankie goes outside of the ring and pulls up the apron, yanking out a steel chair!
Adams: Things just picked up!
Simone: Don't do it! Not with a championship at stake!
Drew warns her but she tosses it into the ring anyway. The distraction is enough. She slips around and pulls off the turnbuckle pad behind Kayla and out of Drew's attention. As Drew gets rid of the chair, Frankie slams Kayla's face into the exposed steel! Kayla crumples, blood now trickling from her forehead!
Adams: First Frankie's mouth and now Kayla's forehead!
Simone: I don't think anyone has hurt Kayla the way that Frankie Holliday is right now!
Frankie signals for the end and lifts Kayla into position for a Tombstone piledriver! Kayla begins to struggle and kick, causing Frankie to lose her grip and fall back and allow Kayla to reverse their spots, with Frankie now in posiiton! And Kayla drops to her knees, dumping Frankie on her head!
Adams: Oh it's over! It has to be!
Kayla belives so as well as she goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-Kick out by Frankie!
Simone: No! Not yet!
Kayla crawls away, wiping the blood from her face. She staggers to her feet and grabs Frankie by the hair, dragging her upright! Kayla spins into a spinning backfist that knocks the challenger into a tailspin! But the momentum works in Frankie's favor as she spinsd around and lays Kayla out with a discus clothesline!
Simone: BOTH women are now down!
Both women are down on the mat as the fans are fully appreciative of this hard hitting match!
Crowd: WOMEN'S WRESTLING! WOMEN'S WRESTLING!
And Drew has to begin his count against both Bombshells!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT....!
Kayla somehow finds her feet first while Frankie crawls to the corner, dragging herself upright. She stares at Kayla, eyes wild, jaw clenched. She charges! Kayla sidesteps! And Frankie crashes into the exposed turnbuckle!
Adams: KARMA!
Simone: That single infraction just came back to bite Frankie right in the backside!
Kayla seizes the moment, spinning her around and landing the V-Trigger strike!
Adams: Dreamkiller!
But Kayla does not go for the cover! She drags Frankie up to her feet and --!
Simone: A SECOND Dreamkiller!
Frankie hits the mat, out but Kayla STILL does not go for the cover! Instead, Kayla drags Frankiew up to her knees and then dashes into the ropes! She comes off and hits with a THIRD Dreamkiller! Frankie is flat on her back and Kayla finally with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Here is your winner! And STILL World Bombshell Champion! "DREAMKILLER" KAYLA RICHARDS!!!!!
The crowd isd on its collective feet, going absolutely batshit cxrazy for the hard fought match that they just witnessed!
Simone: What a match! And what a FIGHT!
Adams: And that is exactly what this was! Frankie Holliday gave Kayla Richards everything she could handle and MORE!
Simone: And it is Kayla Richards who remains the World Bombshell Champion!
Kayla Richards staggers to her feet, her body battered and bloodied but her championship still in her possession! Drew raises her arm as she clutches the Bombshell Championship tight to her chest while the crowd gives her a mixed ovation. She climbs the second turnbuckle and raises the title high as flashbulbs pop around the arena.
Jayden was seen walking through one of the halls of the ship. He was in the middle of tearing off all the tape from his hands. It had been quite the night for him, but it was time to put it behind him for good. He was drawing closer and closer towards the room he was staying in. When all of the sudden his name could be heard being scouted loudly in an all too familiar voice. Stopping in his tracks with an annoyed expression he turned around to see Guy running after him. Guy had to put the brakes on quickly to avoid smacking into him.
Guy: Haiiiii.
Jayden: Hi? That's what you're going to say to me after what happened earlier? Dude, I don't have time for your shit.
He wasn't even going to give the man the time of day. Jayden shaking his head and turned back around to start walking away. Guy starting to beg.
Guy: Wait! Wait! Pwease! Pwease give Guy just a second of yew time!
The annoyed expression didn't change at all. Jayden just stood there. Not even respecting the man enough to turn back around to face him.
Guy: Listen. Guy made a very-very big mistake. He was angry. He was frustrated. He was even a wittle sad. All dem bad emotions were misplaced and shouldn't have been aimed at yew at all.
He was gaging with his words. Trying to get Jayden to say something. Hell, just getting him to turn around would have been a win for Guy. It just wasn't working out as easy as he wanted. Guy found himself getting down on his knees. Cupping his hands together.
Guy: Yew are a fren. One of Guy's bestest frens. One of da only people da understand, respect, and care about Guy. Yew aren't a hater at all. Yew aren't selfish. There was no excuse for Guy saying any of those harmful fings. He is da very-very sorry for being so very-very mean!
At least from what Jayden was hearing at that moment. It sounded like the man in a cape was sincere. Maybe more importantly than that. Guy sounded very much like himself. Not this version that people had started to loathe anytime he saw him. Guy's begging was getting a little louder. Keeping himself on his knees.
Guy: It was also very-very wrong of Guy to poke fun at yew misfortunes. Yew are one of da best wrasslers that SCW has. One day very-very soon. Yew is going to be a champion. Going to be da mega star dat yew were born to be. Maybe even one day be da future Hall of Fame. Pweeeeease forgive Guy. Pweeeeease he do any-fing for da forgiveness!
He kept those hands cupped together. Shaking them about. All while Jayden stood there. Little did he know the hardened expression of the Brat's had let up a bit. Sighing a bit he turned himself around to look at Guy down on his knees.
Jayden: You're kind of too stupid to stay mad at...
He found himself shaking his head some more. This big ol' cheesy grin came over the painted lips of Guy while he remained in his position. Just looking up and praying that things were going to go his direction.
Jayden: We all make mistakes Guy. Myself included. And you've made a lot of them lately. I don't think you see that. I don't believe you see how it is affecting the locker room or even your fan base. It's something you really need to figure out. This place needs more people like you. Fun, creative, and unique. Having you be this ... weird rude version of yourself ... it doesn't work. You gotta do some soul searching. Get it figured out and get yourself back on track with things. It'll feel a lot better when you do! But as far as what happened with us? It's fine. Moment of weakness. Water under the bridge.
Right away excitement overcame Guy. Letting out one big 'huzzah' as he leaped to his feet. Lunging forward and wrapping his arms around Jayden for a very tight hug. Despite seemingly letting things go. Jayden's expression highlighted he still wasn't much of a hugger.
Guy: Yew forgive da Guy, yiiiis?!
Jayden: Yes. I forgive you, but get the hell off me. Before I change my mind.
Guy: Kekekekekeke! Gooood my frennnn!
Taking things one step further. Guy planted his lips on the side of Jayden's cheek leaping a black lip mark. Frustration overcame Jayden's face again. With Guy slapping him harshly on the back with a big smile.
Guy: Da bestest frens back on da same page. And don't yew worry, don't yew worry one bit. Da very second yew became da champion yew were always meant to be. Guy is gonna be da first one to tell yew congratulations. It will be legendary! Kekekekeke!
Jayden was working wiping his face off to get that black paint mark off of him. Guy keeping that hand of his on Jayden's shoulder nodding his head a bit. Seemingly very pleased with himself for turning everything about. From there the cameras cut away from the two and were heading back to the ringside area for some more action.
The camera focuses on a very determined looking J2H.
J2H: That's it Carter, you're now out of fucking time. In just a little while, we'll be walking to that ring and it will be the last time you walk out there with that championship belt. It will be the last time you will call yourself the top man in this place. I have been telling you for weeks that the SCW World Heavyweight championship belongs with one man. I told you on Friday that there is no way in hell that you was gonna walk out with that championship after tonight. I will keep that promise. I will make sure that you see you're nothing more then a paper champion. Everything that has happened to me lately, all the little setbacks, it's been leading me right here to take what's rightfully mine. This won't be another one of those bumps in the road that leads me to come back stronger, this is the start of the end game. Enjoy your last minutes as champion, because when that bell rings, you're fucked Carter and that's real talk bitch.
J2H walks off camera as it cuts back to ringside.
The setting was set. With the cameras coming back to the ringside area. It was officially time for the main event. That big fight feel could be felt from the energy that the crowd was giving off. The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. It is for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first the challenger. Being accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California. Weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is The Living Legend, he is J2H!
Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and into the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H looks to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man.
Simone: This is a four time World Champion. A hall of Famer. Truly a living legend. A man that is without a doubt test Carter's skill tonight.
Adams: J2H is a man that has done it all and won it all. Top of the food chain when it comes to what a true SCW Superstar is.
Simone: I am not quite sure that Carter is going to have a tougher opponent than J2H with his reign. Anything is possible, but not many have the same experience or accolades that J2H has.
Inside the ring J2H was pacing the ring back and forth. He was waiting the arrival of his opponent. The dancing techno beat of Lady Gaga's LGBTQ anthem, "Born This Way" kicks up over the sound system. The crowd turns to the stage where Helluva Bottom Carter dances out onto the stage amidst the cheers of the SCW Universe! Clad in his favorite Ostrich jacket and sparkling lavender shades over his eyes, Carter bows and sweeps at the waist, blowing a kiss.
Justin: Now making his way to the ring. From Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds, he is 'The Hardcore Bottom' HELLUVA BOTTOM CARTER!
Carter runs toward the ring, slapping hands offered out to him all around the ringside area. He then hops up onto the ring apron in a split and slides beneath the bottom rope. He crawls seductively on all fours until he arrives in his corner. He pulls himself up and removes his shades and jacket, passing them out to the ringside attendant before laying across the top corner, and back into his corner. There was an intense exchange of looks between the two men. Setting the tone for how things were going to go.
DING DING DING!
It was official. The main event of Summer XXXtreme was under way. J2H and Carter found themselves coming out of their respective corners. Being the veteran it was J2H that started to circle around the ring effectively making Carter follow along. Not wanting to be too cautious, Carter made sure to keep some distance. The moment that J2H went forward Carter was there to meet him. Both men engage in a tight collar and elbow tie up. While the Living Legend had the experience, Carter had him in size. Quickly showing that by taking over and backing J2H into the corner.
Jasmine was right there to remind Carter he had him in the corner. To which the World Champion had no problem breaking things up. He slowly broke the hold and lifted his arms up for a clean break. Clearly, by the way J2H came out of the corner and aggressively shoved Carter back. He was upset. J2H was mouthing something off before he shoved Carter again. That was enough for the World Champion. Not about to be one that was embarrassed. He shoved J2H back himself. As heard as he could, knocking the veteran off his feet and onto his ass. J2H glared up at him. Face turning red a second later.
Simone: Oh you can see it. J2H feels embarrassed! He is not happy!
Adams: Well what did he expect? There was no way Carter was just going to let the man bully him.
Simone: Of course not, but this is J2H we're talking about. He doesn't think he ever does anything wrong. Of course he thought he could get away with things.
Adams: Times have changed over the years. I think it's about time that J2H really gets with the program.
In a heated manner J2H slapped his hands against the mat and found himself charging at Carter. Quickly, the World Champion side-stepped the challenger. Carter shoving J2H in the back and sending him into the ropes. As he came bouncing off of them Carter was waiting as he leveled the man with a shoulder tackle. It took the Living Legend right off his feet. Carter turned and charged to the ropes to hit them for leverage. As he was coming off them J2H rolled over trying to trip him. He managed to see it coming as he leaped right over it.
Carter sprinted towards the ropes on the other side to hit them. All in hopes of keeping control, but when he came back this time. J2H was on his feet and waiting. He hooked the arm of Carter and lifted him up for a Hip Tos-No! Carter flipped on out of it and landed on his feet. The very second he landed on his feet he caught J2H by surprise. Taking the man down with a Wristlock Arm Drag. Sending him flying across the ring. J2H had no sooner than standing up and he was being pleased blasted with a clothesline that sent him toppling over the top rope. Hitting the ground with force.
Carter found himself backing up towards the middle of the ring. He was raising his hands in the air getting the crowd behind him. Before his gaze went back to J2H who was getting back up on the outside. This was the time to strike. Carter broke out into a sprint and went for a Suicide Div-Noooo! He was mid dive when J2H clobbered him with a Roaring Elbow. Catching him just perfectly on the tip of the jaw. Carter went limp in the ropes as J2H just shoved him back through and into the ring. From there J2H leaped onto the apron with a smirk wiping his feet off on the mat.
Adams: Hell of a shot from J2H. That is one way to suck all the momentum out of your opponent.
Simone: You could see it in Carter's eyes. He got rocked as soon as he made contact with his jaw. Let's not hope that's going to have a long term effect.
Adams: We can hope all we want, but we all know how this works. We have seen it a lot over the years. The very second that J2H finds a weak spot. He is going to keep exploiting it.
Simone: Yes, but he is also dealing with Carter. A man that doesn't have too many weak points and knows how to take back over in the blink of an eye.
As J2H was starting to get back in the ring. Cartier was already attempting to get back to his feet. He had managed to make it to his feet. However that's when J2H reached out and snagged a handful of the man's hair. Without any kind of hesitation at all. He yanked backwards with all his might, dropping down to one knee, and sticking his other knee out as he did so. Causing Carter to snap back across his knee with his back. Before flopping to the mat. Carter held his lower back as he kicked his feet about. By no means was J2H done. Despite how he walked around the champion dusting his hands off like it was no big deal at all. He reached down with both hands as he grabbed a hold of Carter's head and lifted him up.
Once he had him at a vertical basis J2H switched to grab a hold of his arm. Sending him across the ring harshly with an irish-whip. Carter hit spine first with force there in the corner. However before he had a chance to react. J2H had charged in and took his arm across Carter's chest with a wicked lariat. Carter looked rough from the clothesline. Yet, the onslaught was about to continue. J2H grabbed the man by the wrist again. Shooting him across the ring to the other corner. Same situation he hit with a thud. But this time when J2H charged in. He leaped up and took Carter out of the corner with a Monkey Flip. Carter flipped a full one eighty and landed on his face with a thud. J2H dropped down to make the first cover.
ONE!
CARTER KICKS OUT RIGHT AWAY!
Simone: I have to give it to J2H. He has done an amazing job here in the early going. Getting control of the match when things were looking rough and then staying in control.
Adams: This is one of the things the Living Legend excels at. He takes control and just beats the fight out of you. Beats you down so bad. It takes a toll on your mental as well as physical state.
The kick out from the champion didn't seem to bother J2H at all. Instead he just lifted Carter up into a sitting position. Being sure to wrap one arm around his neck. Using his other arm to push back into the spine of Carter. Using this hold to keep pressure on the man's spine while trying to deprive him of oxygen. It could be seen in Carter's face. This was a struggle as he was feeling the pain. The man tried to grab the arm of J2H to remove it from around his neck, but it was a lot easier said than done. J2H yanks him right back down and provides that knee into his spine a little stiffer.
J2H could be heard trash talking Carter in his ear, but it was heard to make out what was being said specifically. Whatever it was it seemed to get Carter triggered. He swung his hips out to get out of the seated position and started to use his knees to push himself to his feet. Not something that J2H looked too pleased about. He was doing his best to try and hold on. Yet, the World Champion had other plans. He landed a shot to the gut with his elbow. Then another shot to the gut. J2H's grip is getting weaker. On the third shot he managed to break the hold.
It led to the Living Legend stumbling back a little bit. By the time he recovered and went to regain control. Carter was ready for it as he leaped into the air and caught J2H with a Calf Kick. taking the man off his feet quickly. However, just as quickly he went down. J2H got right back up and Carter managed to see that coming as well. Leaping into the air to connect with an Enzuigiri Kick to the back of the head. This brought J2H down to one knee. By no means was Carter done. He took just a couple of steps back before coming forward and drilling J2H with a knee to the face for a Shining Wizard knocking him flush against the mat. Going for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
STRONG KICKOUT FROM J2H
Simone: The quickness and speed of Carter. That might just end up being his most dangerous attribute. Within seconds he was able to take J2H down.
Adams: He sure did, but it has to mean something. Right there it didn't. Yes, it got him back in the match but it wasn't enough to make sure that championship stay where its at.
Carter kept his cool as he got up right away. His hands go around the head and neck of J2H to pull the challenger up. He turned and went running towards the ropes. Taking a hold of the back of J2H's head and then tossing him over the top rope. However the quickness of the veteran came into play as J2H snagged the top rope with both hands and prevented himself from falling. However by the time he was able to stand up on the apron. Carter was already in prime position to strike. He came off the ropes there in the corner. Landing a gnarly Triangle Dropkick that sent J2H hitting the ring apron with a thud.
J2H rolled right off after hitting the apron and landed on the floor. Carter was going to make sure that he kept the pressure on. The man found himself going for the top rope. Taking his time to get there because he had the control. On the outside J2H had reached for the guardrail around the ring. Using it to pull himself up with both hands. He finally got his feet under him and then fell back against said guardrail. Leaning there for what appeared to be support and to take a break. However he wasn't going to get that break. All thanks to Carter. He leaped from the top rope and landed with a DIVING METEORA!
His knees landed right into the chest of J2H. This resulted in J2H being flipped over the guardrail. Both men crashed and burned into the crowd. That was enough to bring out a chant from the crowd. One that was loud and clear for the entire ship to hear.
Crowd: Holy Sh*t! Holy Sh*t! Holy Sh*t!
It didn't look like Carter was hurt as he was the first one to his feet. Being sure to check on all the fans they had managed to crash into. On the actual deck floor was J2H. buried under chairs and some of the fans. The man was looking like he was in a rough place, but it was Carter who was starting to act quick. Reaching down low and yanking the man up. Long enough to toss him back over the barricade to be right there by the ring. Coming back over the guard rail himself. The World Champion made it clear he was taking it back inside the ring.
Adams: That was just insane what we saw from our World Champion!
Simone: Carter wants to remain the champion. He has worked so hard to get to the top of the mountain!
Adams: There is no denying the hard work that has been put in. facing off with J2H is truly one of the biggest tests you will ever have in this company. He manages to make it past him. We might see a very long reign in the future for Carter.
Simone: I agree that for a long time James was the standard barrier, but if you ask me. Nowadays, it is J2H that has to prove himself. If he can't win it here tonight. This might be the end of a legendary career.
Carter had rolled J2H back into the ring. Right then he hopped up on the ring apron. Then used the ropes to his advantage. Launching himself up and over them. Being sure to land back first across J2H's chest for a modified version of his Diving Senton. From there Carter found himself rolling right back over and hooking one of J2H's legs for the cover. All in hopes that might just be enough to get the win.
ONE!
TWO!
KICK OUT FROM J2H AGAIN!
For a second or two Carter sat there on his knees. Trying to think of what the best course of action was going to be. What was going to be the thing that kept the Living Legend down. From there Carter grabbed a hold of J2H's head. Bringing the man back up to his feet. He dragged the man to the nearest corner. Tossing him right in it and then grabbing a hold of his waist to pick him up briefly. Carter forced J2H to take a seat on that top turnbuckle. Revealing that he had some things in mind when he started to climb up the top rope with him.
As soon as Carter took the position up top. He grabbed a hold of the back of his neck. Looking down at the ring. That's when the champion leaped off for AVALANCHE ROSE PLA-NOOOO! The very last second J2H gripped the top rope with his hand and held on as Carter went crashing below. Landing chest first on the mat. The way he bounced and rolled over holding his chest. It was clear that it knocked the wind out of himself. He rolled to his back, but just as he did so. J2H came flying off the top rope with "21ST CENTURY SPLASH" right in the middle of the ring. He hooked both of Carter's legs for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
CARTER KICKS OUT WITH FORCE!
Simone: Oh! Thank goodness! I thought that might've been it!
Adams: Showing a little favoritism are we?
Simone: I don't know if that's what it is... versus. I just want to see this match continue. These two are giving one another their best shot.
Adams: They sure are, but all it takes is that one lucky shot. As we've talked about before. One good shot to the head and it could be over within the blink of an eye.
The intense look in J2H's eyes said it all. He was not happy with the fact that Carter was able to kick out and keep going. Yet, he did the right thing in making sure the pressure was kept on. He gripped the blonde locks of Carter and pulled him to his feet. Next thing you know he was twisting the arm of Carter and then planting his foot against the bottom of Carter's jaw for "KISS TH-NOOOO!" As he dropped down to the mat for the move and attempted to jar the jaw of Carter. It was Carter that hooked the leg of J2H and quickly stepped over as the man put himself down on the ground.
Locking in a Single Leg Boston Crab in the middle of the ring. His arms wrenched on that knee harshly. Making sure to put pressure on that lower back when he sat down. J2H could be heard screaming at the top of his lungs. Shaking his head about as that pressure was being put on. Carter added more as he sat down a little more on the lower back trying to make him tap. Both of J2H's hands were pressed into the match. Doing what he could to eliminate that pressure on his lower back. In what appeared to be one final desperate act.
He lifted up with all his might and managed to flip Carter up under him. Landing on his shoulders but before Jasmine could drop down to make the count. It was Carter that grabbed him and rolled him all the way through. Both men attempted to get up at the same time. Carter was just a little quicker as he launched into a Handspring and came down with an elbow to the back of J2H's head. Flattening the Living Legend on his face in the middle of the ring.
Adams: Innovative offense from our World Champion!
Carter found himself getting right back to his feet after the elbow to the back of the head. He stood right up with his back turned to J2H. Finding himself breaking out into his signature 'twerk' before launching himself into the air. He landed right on J2H's back with "FAIRY TALE" before he quickly rolled the man over. Taking a page out of J2H's book when he hooked both of the man's legs. Jasmine slid down as the crowd started to count out loud with her.
ONE!
TWO!
TH-NOOOOO! KICK OUT FROM THE HALL OF FAMER!
There was a collective groan from those in attendance. They were firmly behind the World Champion. Carter sat there looking a little dejected for the moment. It was really starting to play a role on his mental and psychological state on what it was going to take to put the man away. Nevertheless he pushed himself to his feet. Pointing right over towards the turnbuckle. Seeing him point made those fans cheer once again. They all knew what was coming next with the World Champion storming right for that corner starting to go up top.
Simone: I think we know what HB Carter is going for here. He's calling his shot to end this thing!
Within a matter of seconds. Carter was on the top rope. Perched there and his gaze was locked on his foe. J2H was starting to stir a little bit. Getting to his hands and knees. Before finally pushing himself up to his feet. In a dazed state J2H turned himself around to Carter. That's what the champion needed. Carter launched himself from the top rope and soared towards the Living Legend for "ECLIPS-NOOO!" It looked like J2H was dead to rights. That was until he leaped into the air at the last second. Striking Carter mid-flight and drove his foot into his face with a modified version of "SOLID GOLD"! Carter hit the mat like a ton of bricks. As he rolled to his side. Wasting no time at all J2H crawled over to him and hooked the man's leg for the cover. The crowd booed heavily as they all thought the same thing.
Adams: Carter might've just had his face rearranged!
ONE!
Simone: Nevermind rearranged. That might be the thing that secures another World Title win for the Living Legend!
TWO!
Adams: It was a decent run for Carter. Nothing to be ashamed of, but we knew this would be a challenge for him. We all knew it.
THRE-NOOOOOOOOO!
CARTER MANAGES TO KICK OUT WITH EVERYTHING HE HAD!
Simone: He's still in it! Carter is still in it!
Adams: I do not understand how he had it in him to kick out!
The shocked expression on J2H's face said it all. He could not believe it. He just couldn't. That should have been it. He slammed his hands down to the mat and quickly began to get to his feet. His anger was getting the best of him. As he began to shout and scream at Jasmine. Backing the woman into the corner. She was pointing at the official logo on her t-shirt but none of that actually seemed to matter. This is how upset the man was. She was trapped in that corner. A very dazed Carter managed to make it to his feet. That reaction from the crowd quickly gained J2H's attention.
Turning around quickly to see that Carter was sure enough was on his feet. Aiming to make sure he kept control. He started to rush in. With his arms stretched out with something in mind. But within the blink of an eye Carter took all of that momentum away from the challenger. Snagging a hold of J2H's arm and turning things against him. Taking the challenger and turning him inside out with "PASSION FRUIT"! Driving J2H down into the mat with everything he had. Making sure he was dropped on his head and neck. Carter managed to stack the challenger up over himself with a unique pin in the process.
ONE!
Simone: Passion Fruit out of nowhere!
TWO!
Adams: J2H never even saw it coming!
THR-NOOO!
J2H FORCED CARTER OFF HIM!
Adams: That happened so fast. I for sure thought it was over.
Simone: That's the thing about J2H. Whether you love him or hate him. He finds a way to awakes keep you hanging in the balance and take you by surprise all at the same time!
Carter had rolled backwards out of this unique pin. Making sure he got to his feet. J2H had done the same thing. The World Champion had tried to get the upper hand with a punch, but it was blocked. J2H landed a punch of his own. Then a kick right to the gut. It had doubled Carter over. Right away J2H snagged the man by his arm and proceeded to shoot him towards the corner. With force. Carter was zooming towards it with J2H following right behind him just as quick. The cat-like reflexes of the World Champion showed off when he got close to the corner. He reached out and grabbed the top rope with both hands.
Launching himself upwards in the air.This resulted in J2H to not be able to stop in time. As he hit chest first into the turnbuckle. In doing so Carter let go of the ropes and came right back down. Over the top of the Living Legend. In doing so he wrapped his arms around the challenger's waist. Quickly taking J2H down to the mat with a sunset flip. Jasmine sliding down on the mat in order to make the count. With Carter holding on for dear life and using his legs to hold J2H's shoulders down. The hand of Jasmine could be heard slapping against the mat.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOO!
AT THE LAST SECOND J2H KICKED OUT!
He rolled all the way through and managed to get to his feet. Carter was doing the same thing and was quick to react before the challenger. Aiming to take J2H's head off with a clothesline, but it was ducked under just in time. As J2H managed to duck, he hooked both of Carter's arms in an odd position as he then rolled Carter backwards for a Back Slide pin attempt right there in the middle of the ring. Once again Jasmine tossed herself down on the mat to make that count.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOO!
ONCE AGAIN THE CHAMPION SHINES THROUGH KICKING OUT!
These two men had the crowd on the edge of their seats. In complete surprised about what they were seeing right before their very eyes. With the two of them back to their feet seconds later. J2H remained in control with a sudden boot right to the gut. Taking the wind out of Carter and stopping him mid-stride. He remained acting quickly as he grabbed a hold of Carter's arm and twisted it.
Simone: If he hits this! It's over!
Adams: I cannot argue with that statement at all!
Simone: Are we about to see the crowning of a brand new World Champion?!
Everyone knew what was coming next right before their very eyes. It was "KISS THI-NOOOO!" As J2H was just about to drop to the mat to secure his finishing move. Carter caught the challenger by surprise as he pulled J2H in quickly. Deeply hooking the inside cradle right there in the middle of the ring. J2H having nowhere to go as the count of Jasmine could be heard.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
For a moment there was a state of shock and confusion amongst everyone. Carter had let go of the pin attempt and rolled himself out of the ring. The second three were heard. J2H had managed to roll himself to his knees in the middle of the ring. That same shocked look on his face. Looking over at Jasmine who was holding up a three count with her fingers on her right hand.
Adams: Carter has just defeated J2H right here tonight at Summer XXXtreme!
Simone: Everyone is having a hard time processing it. Not to take anything away from our World Champion. I just don't think anyone expected an inside cradle to do the job!
Adams: A win is a win. No one said it had to be fancy and with a big move. My hats off to Carter for using his natural ability!
Simone: Something tells me this isn't going to set right with J2H!
Adams: That's too bad. Carter proved without a doubt he deserves to be the champion. Time for the Living Legend to go to the back of the line!
Inside the ring J2H was pacing around the ring with his hands on his head. That disbelief was really starting to set in for the challenger. Outside of the ring Jasmine had retrieved the SCW Heavyweight Championship and carried it over to the champion. The second she handed it over. Carter lifted it up into the air. To a massive cheer from those in attendance. Jasmine made sure to get the young man another cheer when she grabbed his free hand and raised it up. Pointing to Carter and highlighting that well fought victory that had just taken place.
Justin: Here is your winner and STILLLLL the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, HELLLLLUUUVVVAAAA BOOOOOOTTTTOOOOMMMM CAAAAAARRRRRTTTTEERRRRRRR!
Hearing the official announcement only had the crowd cheering the champion on even more. A proud smile was crossing over Carter's expression. As he started to lower the championship back down around his shoulder. Taking a hard look at the championship nodding his head. Back inside the ring the cameras got a close up shot of J2H. leaning his head into one of the turnbuckle pads and staring angrily at the mat of the ring. Looking like he was on the verge of crashing out at any given moment. The cameras then cut back over to Carter. He had climbed over the barricade and began to celebrate with the fans there on the ship's deck. Several of those fans took it upon themselves to lift Carter up and have him crowd surfing amongst them all. This was the last image scene with Summer XXXtreme coming to an end.