Climax Control

The Aquarius Casino and Resort in Laughlin, Nevada is alive with energy as the fans of Sin City Wrestling stand and cheer, the cameras pass along the fans, recording and airing them for those watching at home on their televisions.

"SCW!"
"SCW!"
"SCW!"

The camera passes along fans who hold up signs, supporting their favorite Bombshells and superstars...

"#PutHawkesOnTV"

"Is it time for Into the Void yet?"

"Where was everybody?"

"#GetBiancaLaid"

"I can drink Brandi under the table!"

"Did Gabriel make Dorian and Matt Barnes disappear?"

"The Viper strikes!"

Justin Decent, announcer for Sin City Wrestling, stands up with the house microphone raised to his lips and he starts to speak;

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Reno, Nevada, and welcome to Climax Control!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: We are just two weeks away from the grand spectacular 'Into the Void' where all championships will be up for grabs and all eyes of the NWA will be on Sin City Wrestling! Now without further ado, please welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The fans cheer as Amanda shuffles out, dressed in a floral print mu, gray wig, nylons rolled down around her knees and wielding a cane. The crowd laughs and applauds as the music for "Livin La Vida Loca" starts playing...

Amanda: I get solicitations for cemetery plots
I hired statisticians to count all my liver spots

Each day a new prescription, more pills keepin' me alive
Got 20/80 vision, I still go out and drive

I might forget a simple task and ask you to explain
I might forget what I just said and then say it once again
You might think that I'm insane (I'm not!)

Shirt's on inside out, I'm havin' a senior moment
Made snacks from puppy chow, having a senior moment
I'm sitting still so long you might think I'm in a coma
It's just all about having a senior moment (Let's nap!)
I'm having a senior moment (Again!)
I'm having a senior moment

Woke up around four-thirty, wasn't sleeping very well
I had some pizza with pepperoni
And now I've got gas, oh what a smell

When you come by to visit, I'll describe my every pain
And I'll be sure to wear Depends, you'll never see a stain
Now please hurry back again (Real soon!)

Left the ice cream out, I'm havin' a senior moment
I can't hear so I shout, havin' a senior moment
I bathe just once a week, that explains the strange aroma
Kissed dog, pet the frau, having a senior moment (Confused!)
I'm having a senior moment
I'm having a senior moment

I'll go out for a walk along the well-marked circle lane
You'll follow me because you know that I'll just get lost again
It's as certain as the rain (I'm wet!)

I locked myself out, just havin' a senior moment
No day goes by without havin' a senior moment
So where am I at now, is this Maine or Oklahoma?
Guess I'll laugh about havin' a senior moment (Ha ha!)
I'm having a senior moment (Once more!)
I'm having a senior moment

(These days I gotta gotta watch what I eat)
(Keep my Beano near)

(I'm old!)

I'm having a senior moment
I gotta lotta "what am I doing?" moments
I gotta watch my RLTV

The crowd cheers as Amanda waves her cane menacingly and teeters backwards before catching her balance. She shakes a finger towards the crowd before turning around and shuffling back behind the curtains to applause.

Simone: Welcome to SCW Climax Control. I'm Belinda Simone

Adams: And I'm Jason Adams, hiiiiiiiiya!

Simone: Tonight's show is packed with so much to offer

Adams: Yes it does, so much to offer. Tonight, we get to find out who will be in the final for the Bombshell Tag Team Titles at Into The Void

Simone: Bianca Solderini teams with Trish Newborn, to take on the Party Girls

Adams: And Odette Ryder teams with Carly Athens, to take on the sinful ladies, Kittie and Fantasia

Simone: Wyatt Peterson returns to the ring tonight

Adams: YEEHAW!

Simone: Erm, thanks. Wyatt returns against The Jackel Adam Smith

Adams: SCW Tag Team Champion and all round crazy magic man Gabriel goes one on one against Aleksei Koji

Simone: And hopefully, we'll find out who Aleksei's partner is for Into The Void against Sinful Obsession

Adams: We also have the bikini contest! I am so looking forward to this. If my wife is watching, utterly disgusting, but I gotta hype it up. Every Bombshell has been invited to join us in the ring. I so can't wait! Cigarettes at the ready gentlemen!

Simone: Ugh, Also we have mixed tag team match. The legendary Harkore Warriors team against former Bombshell champion Raynin and former tag team champion Jamie Staggs

Adams: Closing the show tonight, we have the contract signing of SCW Heavyweight Champion, Nick Jones, as he agrees to face his toughest competitor to date in just two weeks time, Jordan Williams

Simone: It's gonna be a tough challenge

Adams: Too right, now let's get this one started




The opening beat of drums is heard through the speaker, The fans instantly boo and cheer as a huge guitar rift starts to play as this pryo’s explode either side of the stage. Skid Row's "Midnight Tornado" Starts to boom through the speakers. The smoke starts to clear and Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen standing on the top of the stage. He points to the fans on the left side of him, then to the fans on the right, and then clinches his fists. He starts to grind his hips as the rock music continues to blast out. He takes a few steps forward to the beginning of the ramp and does a double muscle pose, causing more pyro’s to explode behind him and the fans react louder. Hot Stuff is wearing snake skin shorts and matching snake skin boots, both with Union Jack flags on both the shorts and boots with HS on the rear. He slowly walks down the ramp, stopping every few feet to pose for the ladies in attendance. Hot Stuff walks up to the ropes and jumps over them, before running and jumping on to the ropes, his arms held high in the air, fans still booing and cheering. Just hands him a microphone.

HS: Look at that, no boot no cast, the boss is back!

Hot Stuff listens to some boos and turns around to the other side of the ring

HS: The last few weeks have been frustrating. We've been talking to the NWA, we've been turning down wrestlers applications all over the place, we've been planning for Into The Void, and just when I thought it was all going smoothly, last week, an old ugly monster reared it head.

Hot Stuff pauses for a few seconds

HS: Last week, my woman Angelica was attacked and left in the locker room, and I know who did it. Oh Spike, I thought I killed that monster in you a long time ago, looks like I just knocked it out. Time to bring your punk arse out here again, so I can finish the job this time

Hot Stuff stands there, looking impatient as he looks up at the entryway. He taps his foot as he leans over the top rope. He raises the microphone to his mouth, but right as he is about to say something, the lights go completely out. A red light overtakes the stage as the NXT logo appears on the tron.

“GET READY FOR THE SMACKDOWN!”

As the music plays for a moment, no one is seen. The audience buzzes around until suddenly Spike Staggs comes crashing through the curtains. He is wearing a leather jacket over a black muscle shirt along with a pair of black and white Tripp pants. He looks a bit stunned as he carries a chair in his hand. He inspects it carefully, looking around, shaking his head before a sly smirk spreads across his face. He slowly saunters down to the ring as Hot Stuff takes a few steps back, waiting to give him a not-so-friendly welcome. Spike stands there, looking from side to side before locking eyes with Hot Stuff. He holds the chair up for the audience to see as the light return to normal. There are dark crimson stains on both sides. Spike props it up against the stage and then reaches into his jacket, pulling out a long whip. He cracks it inside of the ring, just barely snapping the tip of Hot Stuff’s boot. He does this until he has enough room to safely slide inside. As he does, he carries the chair with him. He watches his back as the audience gives a mixed reaction. He grabs a microphone and then holds out the chair.

Spike: You see this chair, Mark? This chair should be very familiar to Angelica… But not for the reasons you think. See, this is the chair that nearly ended my career… by YOUR hands. See, when I forgave you, I left out the fact that I will never forget. The blood on this chair is mine, and it is six years old.

HS: Bollocks! Everyone knows that you been sliding off the deep end ever since you lost to Jack Kraven at London Brawling. And these little messages we been seeing for the last month… It’s some seriously demented shit, Spike. A fraction of the things you used to do to people…

Spike: USED to do to people. That’s exactly right. For one thing, I would never stoop so low as to hit a woman. Even out of my damned mind, in my most sadistic state, I never EVER would do that. As much of a tart as Angelica is, she still deserves some basic dignity. Besides, explain how I could have done that while on an airplane back from WCCW’s Von Erich Memorial show where I won Number One Contendership to the NWA World Heavyweight title… You’re welcome! If you want to hit me, then by all means do it, but know that I had nothing to do with that. As much as I would like to take credit for some of the things, I can’t…

Hot Stuff stares at Spike, his jaw clinched in anger. Spike slowly nods his head, widening his eyes as if to say “Told ya so…” Once Hot Stuff’s expression turns to a bit of confusion, Spike drops the microphone to the mat. He tosses the chair down in front of Hot Stuff as “Smack Down” by Thousand Foot Krutch begins playing. He slowly exits the ring, grabbing the whip from the apron. He drags it behind him as he slowly marches up the ramp.




Justin: Our next contest is a tag team match scheduled for one fall. The winner of this match will move on to the finals of the Bombshell Tag Team Tournament at INTO THE VOID. Here is your first team, coming in at a combined weight of 385 pounds, they are Cookie S’Mores and Brandi Shotze… THE PARTY GIRLS!

"Cream" by Prince starts playing over the sound system and the crowd laughs and cheers as the rotund Bombshell, Cookie S'Mores steps out onto the entrance stage, adorned in a violet ankle-length robe lined with feathers. Stepping out beside her is her busty companion, Brandi Shotze. As Cookie pauses at the top and smiles knowingly, looking out to the fans, Brandi nods to the fans.. Cookie pulls open her robe to reveal her wrestling lingerie and shakes her chest as she lets the robe fall to her feet. Cookie then struts down to the ring, flirting with the men in the audience and blowing them kisses. Brandi just marches forward to the ring. She walks up the steps, soon followed by Cookie. She steps through the ropes where she shakes her ample backside for all to see. She then climbs the rest of the way through and lowers herself to her knees where she crawls on all fours toward Justin, the ring announcer. She stands up and rubs herself against him before walking to her corner where she waggles her tongue out at the camera. Brandi poses on the turnbuckle for the fans, raising her arms in the air.

Justin: And their opponents weighing in together at 255 pounds, Bianca Solderin and Trish Newborn!!

"Bleeding Mascara" by Atreyu rings through the arena. Bianca enters on the stage with a slow methodical walk. She is not in any hurry. Her steps guided in a stalking way with the sway of her hips. Her hand resting on her hip as the other sways at the side. She stops at the top of the stage and looks left, then right, uses her free hand to run it through her long black locks. She makes her way down the rampway, completely ignoring the fans who are mostly booing her anyways. When she reaches the bottom of the ramp she stops. "King Of The World" by Porcelain Black plays out loud over the P.A system, as Trish Newborn walks out confident from behind the curtain wearing a matching leather sleeveless hoodie w/ her Best of the Best logo and ring attire for the night, and a pair of sunglasses. Trish smirks at all the fans trying their best to get to her as she walks down the ramp; midway down turning her back to them, with arms spread wide open. She turns back around to enter the ring, where Newborn pushes the referee out of the way, aiming for the first turnbuckle Trish sees and pulls herself up while her music continues to play. Bianca follows behind her seeming to enjoy the fans jeers just as much as her partner. The crowd really starts giving the heat to the veteran performer now, but Newborn just stares out embracing everything.

VS
BOMBSHELL TAG TITLE SEMI FINAL

It appears that Cookie will be starting things off for the Party Girls, as Brandi gives her partner a playful swat on her rear end before stepping out of the ring. Cookie grins at her opponents who still seem to be figuring out who will start things out.

Adams: I wouldn’t want to be the first girl to have to face Cookie either. No wonder they are having trouble picking.

Simone: It looks like Bianca is being pushed forward but she is not happy about it.

Bianca and Cookie circle around the ring for a long moment, Cookie egging her on. They lock up and Cookie throws her much smaller opponent to the mat hard. Bianca gets up quick, looks at the smiling Cookie and runs to tag in her opponent.

Adams: Well that didn’t last long.

Cookie does not appear reach to let Bianca go as she runs after her, grabbing her and again slamming her down the mat. She follows that up with a big slash. The crowd gives a big pop for this move but Cookie is unaware of Trish who has gotten up on the top rope. As Cookie gets up she is nailed with a drop kick from the top rope! Cookie is down.

Simone: Cookie should have been focusing on the legal opponent.

Trish is up quick trying to capture momentum. She runs to a far corner, turns swiftly towards the fallen Cookie and runs towards her performing a flawless cartwheel phoenix splash. She then follows that up with locking Cookie into an anaconda cross lock.

Adams: Whoa! Trish is fired up. She has victory on her mind and is trying to get a quick victory by submission.

But Cookie is not having it. She powers out of the lock, pushing Trish off her. Trish tries to get back on top of her opponent but Cookie pushes her off again and this time with more impact. The crowd is starting to cheer and get behind the Nevada brawler. She gets to her knees before Trish come at her again. This time plants a right hook into Trish body that leaves her stunned.

Simone: That punch had a lot of power behind it.

Adams: Yep it took the wind right out of her.

Cookie gets to her feet gives Trish a quick kick to her body then grabs her while she is bent over and performs a very painful looking implant buster. The crowd goes wild and Cookie manages to blow them a kiss before dragging Trish towards her partners corner. She tags in Brandi.

Adams: I have a feeling things are about to get brutal. Trish is starting to look mighty small cornered by those two bruisers.

Simone: I think you might be right.

Cookie picks up Trish and flings her into the ropes. Brandi runs in catching Trish and performing a popup. Cookie is there to catch the airborn Trish and slam her down with a sitout powerbomb. Cookie is moving fast out of the ring so Brandi can go for the quick pin. The crowd is behind her as the ref starts counting.

1.....
2....

Somehow Trish is able to kick out of that,causing jeers from the crowd and Brandi to roll off her with an amused smile. It seems she is okay with the match going on a little longer.

Simone: I guess Trish has some fight left in her.

Adams: I don’t know how after Cookie crushed her like that.

Brandi is pulling Trish up, still wearing that smile. She whips Trish away from her but keeps a hold of her arm pulling her back in for a short arm clothesline, but Trish ducks under it breaking away. She heads for the ropes and jumps on the second rope hitting a spring board roundhouse on a very surprised Brandi.

Adams: Holy crap that move came out of nowhere!

Trish seems a little surprised as well, the crowd is showering her with boo’s but she just laughs. She helps Brandi to her feet only to whip her into the corner where Bianca is waiting. Trish drives a running knee into Brandi and then tags her opponent in. Trish gives a parting roundhouse kick to her stunned opponent before leaving things to Bianca. Brandi stumbles down to her hands and knees.

Simone: And just like that the momentum has shifted. Bianca has the advantage right now, she is fresh and looking for a fight. Brandi on the other hand just got kicked in the head twice.

Adams: But to her credit, I am told Brandi has a very hard head.

Bianca runs out ready to take over. She lands a quick drop kick on Brandi to bring her all the way down to the mat. She then quickly scurries up the ropes hitting a quick but brutal moonsault. She stands up quickly to take a brief moment to wave to the fans that are screaming at her. Then she gives a hard kick to Brandi’s midsection.

Simone: Both Bianca and Trish are so quick. In little time they have changed the story of this match. Brandi is in some serious trouble.

Bianca gets down on the mat and tries to lock Brandi in a chin lock that quickly shifts to a bridged leg and chin trap! Brandi was looking kind of dazed there for a while but that move has woken her up. Her face is getting red as she struggles to get out of it. Trish cheers her on from her corner. Brandi struggles but is lucky enough to get a foot on the ropes, the ref is yelling at Brandi to break the hold.

Simone: Someone better talk some sense into that girl or she is going to lose the title shot.

Bianca does break the hold, rolling off her opponent with a scowl on her face. Some in the crowd starting calling out for Brandi to make a comeback. Bianca is grabbing Brandi and pulling her up. Bianca has climbed on top of the larger woman and it looks like she is going for a sunset flip, but Brandi has grabbed her legs and reversed it with a hard slam to the canvas.

Adams: Oh boy, tagging in Cookie just became a possibility.

Simone: It sure has, Bianca was this close to putting it away but now Brandi is fighting to get to her partner.

Bianca tackles Brandi right before she makes the tag. The redneck brawler is inches away from her partner’s hand but Bianca is trying to pull her back with all her might. Slowly but surely Brandi is getting pulled away. Brandi screams out and kicks back hard into Bianca.

Adams: Now she has got Brandi pissed.

Bianca is on her feet but still stunned from the kick. Brandi spins around and locks up with Solderini. She lifts her up and with a quick spin brings her back down with the Redneck Slam!

Simone: I am not sure where she found the energy for that but the crowd sure loves it.

Brandi leaps up and dives for her partner. Cookie charges in right as Trish comes in to try to save the match. Cookie charges into Trish slamming her into the corner. Than she turns her attention to Bianca who is still laid out. She grabs her lifts her up and brings her back down with a two handed choke slam!

Adams: That has got to be the match.

The ref is going for the count....

1...
2...
3...

Simone: There you have it. The Party Girls are going to the finals.

Adams: Yeah and I bet they will live up to their team name tonight. What a match!

Simone: No matter who they face, the match is gonna be a big one

Adams: Hey get a load of that! Do you see what I see?

The camera picks up a shot of the stands where the fans are crowded and walking up and down the aisle is one-half of the SCW Tag Team Champions, Despayre. He is wearing one of those drink hats with two big cans of Cheery Coke and the long straws leading from them to his lips. he slurps the sugary soda pop as he proudly turns back and forth, displaying the 'sandwich sign' he has on over his body with the logo "#PutHawkesOnTV".

Simone: Well I see Despayre is still on Hawkes's payroll.

Adams: Yeah but where's everyone's favorite fuzzy little buddy, Angel?

A few scant seconds later, a shower of paper fliers starts to rain down on the crowd inside of the building, fan and staff alike. Each one bearing the likeness of James Huntington-Hawkes III's smiling face and the emblem of #PutHawkesOnTV below it. Belinda and Jason both look ... up...

Simone: Does that answer your question?

As high up in the rafters sits Angel with an empty canvas bag in his lap turned upside down and the last of the papers falling out of it.




On the video-tron we see "BACW's Last Rites: Friday Night" as then we go to footage from that event.

Chris Ross: You know, I was a little disappointed when I found out I wasn't facing Kurt Chavez tonight. So I stormed into your office ready to quit BACW forever.

Fan: Go back to Hawaii!

Ross: Then I came to my senses and took your advice... I began to think outside the box like my boss asked me to.

Promo: This has disaster written all over it.

Crowd: BOOOOOOO!!

Chris Ross: So I decided to read this contract.

E.D: HOLY SHIT HE CAN READ?!!!

Promo: Would you please control yourself!

Ross opens the brief case and pulls the contract out.

Ross: Well Batee...

Eric Stevens dives out of the ring extremely pissed and starts mouthing all sorts of obscenities. Ross snaps and runs toward Eric and beats the hell out of him with the microphone to the point where Stevens is bloody and the audience starts to throw trash at Ross.

Crowd: You suck! You suck! You suck!

Promo: This isn't the way Kurt wanted to go out.

E.D: How do you know? Did you ask him!? HAHAHAHA!

Promo: Like school on Sunday...

E.D: Huh?

Promo: No class!

Rolling back into the ring and holding the bloody microphone to his mouth Ross continues...

Chris Ross: See according to this contract, all I need to cash it in are the following... Myself? Check! The champion... Well there he is in that casket so check! An official BACW Referee...

Mr. Batee: Mr. Ross.

Chris Ross: Well, I see about seven at this funeral so check! And this contract! So check! I'M CASHING IN!!!

Mr. Batee: YOU CAN'T DO THAT!

Chris Ross: I know you people came to see Chris Ross face Kurt Chavez. Well...IT'S ABOUT TO GO DOWN.

Crowd: BOO!

E.D: You know something?

Promo: What?

E.D: The pay per view could end right now and it would be worth every penny.

Inside the ring, Kennedy almost stops Ross, but obviously has a change of heart as Kraven pulls him through the ropes.

Jack Kraven: This is going to be better than The Best of Springer.

Samuel Monroe gets back in the ring to get in the way and block Ross from getting to the casket but is met with a briefcase upside the head.

THUD!

Crowd: OH!

A sick smile comes across his face as he turns back to the rest of the wrestlers in attendance.

Chris Ross: Anyone else want to give it a shot?

Mr. Batee grabs the contract out of Ross' hands and looking it over says in an angry voice...

Mr. Batee: I'm sorry, you can't cash in on someone who's dead.

Ross: Batee it doesn't state anywhere in the contract about it mattering if the guy is alive or not! So if you prevent me from cashing in, I got the right to sue your ass for breach of contract!

Crowd: BOO!

Stomping his feet around the logo...

Mr. Batee: ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

Promo: Mr. Batee is completely irate and throwing his arms up into the air, I think he's going to allow the match to take place.

E.D: What's right is right.

Promo: BUT HE'S DEAD!

E.D: Not Ross' problem...

Chris Ross: Now everyone get the fuck out of my ring so I can win my title!

The ring empties out clearly with everyone giving Ross dirty looks. Ross hands the contract to one of the referees...

Mr. Batee: You're going to regret this Ross!!!

Ignoring the owner's threat...

Chris Ross: Keep it moving people!

Chris starts to walk around the casket and at this point the audience is in near riot mode. Extra security comes out from the back to hold some boisterous members of the crowd back from getting in the ring.

Chris Ross: Kurt? Can you hear me? You were always known as the guy who came up short. Always second place. Always a loser. I can't let you go down in history as your last match being a victory...it wouldn't be right.

Chris spits on the casket, he kicks at the legs, and even gives it a fairly strong head butt.

Valerie Vondelane: THAT'S IT!!!

Promo: Val no!!!

E.D: Think he would hit a preggo?

Valerie gets out of her seat and walks her six months pregnant body over to Ross and shoves him back from the casket.

Valerie Vondelane: Get off him!

Chris Ross: BIIIIIITCH!!!!

With one violent motion, Ross shoves Val back, knocking her onto the mat and almost out of the ring. Holding her stomach in pain, practically everyone rushes to her side to see if she's okay. Sobbing, Val stares at Ross in complete shock.

Valerie Vondelane: [Sobbing] ...

Chris Ross: Kurt, I just hit your woman. What are you going to do about it? HAHAHA. Nothing! Coward!

Suddenly a random fan leaps into the ring and startled by the breach, Ross engages in an unscripted fist fight. Bashing the fan in the face until the security rips him from the ring, Ross has all of Madison Square Garden up in arms.

Referee: Ring the bell...

Promo: Oh my god... Are you serious? This is actually happening?!

E.D.: Even I have to say it... I don't think anyone has ever stooped this low...

Climbing up onto the casket Ross yells...

Chris Ross: I'm cashing in. Count it...ref!

Referee: ONE!

Crowd: TWO!!

Referee: THREE!!!

Dismounting the coffin, Chris smirks as he looks over to the ringside announcer to the announce him the victor. He picks up the BACW title off of the display rack and straps it around his own waist.

Ring Announcer Michael Stuffher: [With the microphone off] I'm sorry, I can't...

Snatching the microphone back...

Chris Ross: Oh my God, do I have to do everything for this company? The WINNER of the match and NEEEEEEW BACW HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION... CHRIS ROOOOOOOSSSSSS!!!!

Coming back from that footage we go to "The HarKore God" Weapon-X shaking his head in dismay.

Weapon-X: When it was announced that Kurt Chavez had died I had mixed feelings. The guy was a evil man but as a Christian you are taught to turn the other cheek as I hoped he was forgiven in death. Also I was going to take this time, since I can't talk about the legal investiagation that has been started in the state of Texas as the civil suit is being delayed until the police get done with their investigation, but seeing as how any person with a heart would not of allowed Kurt Chavez to compete with a brain tumor ONCE let alone twice at the Grinder event what I was going to spend my time on this week was stating that NWA Owner/President & Owner of the BACW Mr. Batee is an accessory to murder.

X pauses for a moment, as if he hears a chant that for some reason nobody watching at home can hear, as he pauses for a good minute before starting again.

Weapon-X: No I'm sorry I was wrong. Kurt Chavez wasn't murdered.

X ponders for a moment as those watching at home wonder if he's had a change of heart.

Weapon-X: It should be a charge of assisted suicide. As I know I've stated & some of the fans with signs have stated that we want some of the old, old school to retire but if we have to wait for them to die that is unacceptable. Or, as even in Sin City I'm not going to play how sickening Last Rite's ended, if Kurt isn't dead just f*cking with Jack Kraven in stealing the NWA World Heavyweight Championship title really how much respect are others supposed to have for a belt that is being treated such as this? The SCW, ICW, PRA, WCCW by far & BACW belts are supposed to be secondary to the NWA World championship. The most respected belt in the WORLD of professional wrestling. The belt that would of been mine in the month of June if they didn't do what they did to me as if I were Spike Stags I'd be demanding to dig up the grave of Kurt to see if the belt is really in there or if this is all a ruse for ratings.

This chant is allowed to go through as we hear a "Spike!!" chant roaring through the arena which X allows to go on for forty or so seconds.

Weapon-X: It's disgusting, shameful & a discrace. If you want your regions to be a mockery that's one thing but for something that ALL of us have a hand in challenging for you've gone too far. I can't even talk about it anymore it's having me wonder why I had so much respect for you Batee in the first place.

X stops for a moment, as if to refocus himself, before moving on.

Weapon-X: At least one good thing for justice happened in the last week or so is that DJ is no longer the PRA Heavyweight Champion. You see let Jack & Magnum pretend I ran away or that I've gone silent EVERY SINGLE WEEK I'm going to make it clear that the TRUTH is still here on my rise up to becoming SCW Champion. Bobby Cage gone & while Jamie Staggs actually won in the openng match of the BACW show that winning streak lasts all of a day & a half. You pinned the weaker man on Friday Jamie but while I'm not going to steal a fall from my wife if she has it I want to be pinning or making you submit tonight. This is the MAIN EVENT in the last Climax Control before the Supershow as I still don't have an opponent for that card. I make a mark & maybe Rage or Bruce Evans, two former men who have had shots at Nick Jones who have failed, will be in the cards to let you know Nick Jones that I'm coming for you. Or if Jordan gets lucky for him as Justice Will Be Served as I deliver the End Point to any who step in my path.

Weapon-X walks away as we fade out.




Backstage, Rage is seen walking with a determined look on his face. He cracks his knuckles as his scowl sets the tone, indicating his usual angry manner. He peaks into each locker room that he passes, looking for someone very specific.

Rage Ohhh Spikey Boy… Come on out you cowardly fuck! Are you going to hid from me all night like the little bitch that you are?

Just then, the camera view switches to a surveillance camera way down the hallway. It zooms in to get a hazy view of Rage, looking thoroughly into each crevice as he passes. If a door isn’t opened, he opens it. If it’s locked, he knocks into it until it is no longer locked. He is clearly on a mission as he searches long and hard.

Rage: Are you really going to avoid me? Hm, I gave you way more credit than you deserve apparently.

Distorted Voice: Why don’t you check his locker room, you moronic gorilla. Or are you trying to avoid him?

Rage looks around and spots a door that is aptly marked “Spike Staggs’ Locker Room”. He smiles a sadistic grin before opening the door. He slowly walks in, but it isn’t long before the hissing sound of the boiler room lets Rage know that this is a trick. As he turns around, the heavy door closes. Rather than high tailing it, he stays inside as a camera switches to a night vision spy cam set up just to his left. He looks around at the extremely dim lit boiler room and he chuckles to himself.

Rage: You might have everyone else scared of your little demented Dick’d ripoff segments, Spike, but it takes a lot more than a boiler room to scare me of all people.

Distorted Voice: I didn’t want to scare you… I simply wanted to make you atone…

Rage turns to his right, apparently hearing the voice from inside of the boiler room. He moves quickly, but not fast enough. A steel chair comes crashing against his head not once, but twice. The chair is quickly dropped as the cloaked figure moves behind Rage and wraps their arm around him in a choke hold. The other hand slowly slips a straight jacket onto Rage, and then they wrap a leg to trip him down to his knees. They swing around and tighten the straight jacket with accuracy and precision. Rage growls and tries to wiggle free of it, but the figure takes a few steps back.

Distorted Voice: Karma is a real bitch, isn’t it Rage? Who ever would have thought that sitting in a jail cell wouldn’t be good enough to atone for the many grave sins you’ve committed. And the fans eat it up like candy… So sad that I have to become unpopular, but you need to learn that no bad deed goes unpunished… So sit back and enjoy the show ha ha ha ha…

As Rage looks up, he notices a small cage of sorts come crashing down, containing him inside. Seconds later, a dollhouse is wheeled in front of him. With a single match strike, the house begins to instantly blaze. A few pictures are tossed into the room as an overhead light comes on. Rage begins shouting incoherently. The only distinguishable words are too foul to describe. The laughter traces off as what appears to be little screams come from within the house. As it goes up in flames, charred snakes begin to fall out of it, some living long enough to slither over to the cage, or scatter around the room. Rage kicks away at them as they get closer. Just then, a television screen clicks on to his left, and immediately he begins kicking at the cage to try getting out. The screen starts off with a very… familiar meeting between Synn and Rage, their first actually. Rage begins repeating curse words rapidly as he struggles to free himself from the confines.

Distorted Voice: Aww… I worked so hard to get a hold of this footage, the unedited version of course. Not that it’s a sin, but I just wanted to watch it with you… Hmm hmm hmmm…

Rage: FUCKER! I swear once I get out of here, I’m going to fucking kill you, Spike. You’re a dead sonuvabitch, you hear me?!

Distorted Voice: Ohhh you WISH this was Spike’s doing… Now be quiet, because we are just getting to the good part stud…

The screen sizzles out just as Rage and Synn are about to… you get the hint.




Justin: The following contest is the second semi final of the Bombshell Tag Team tournament. Introducing first with a combined weight of two hundred and forty five pounds, they represent the Seven Deadly Sins. They are Kittie and Fantasia!

The opening drum beat of “Lollirot” by Jack Off Jill begins blasting through the speakers as the light flash along with the music. As the instrumentals pick up, Kittie shoves her way through the curtains with fantasia. A spotlight lands on her as she pauses, throwing her head forward, and then back. She lets her hair fall down over her face, and it slowly falls back as she moves her head slowly from one side to the other. She throws her hands up in the air and lets out a scream before she starts skipping down the entryway. Fantasia poses for the fans and follows Kittie down the ramp. Kittie stops to stick her tongue out to tease a cheering fan or two, and then she continues skipping until about half way to the ring. From there she makes a mad dash toward the ring, leaping onto the apron while Fantasia walks and steps up the steps. Kittie quickly bangs her head as she dances to the nearest turnbuckle. She climbs it, and pauses there, looking out across the audience through her hair as they cheer her on. She throws her middle fingers in the air before jumping down into the ring. She paces back and forth quickly as her music dies down before talking to Fantasia.

Justin: And their opponents, introducing first from Lafayette, LA, weighing in at one hundred and twenty five pounds, she is Carly Athens!

"She's Country" by Jason Aldean starts. You hear a rev of an engine. The Fans start to get pumped up even more. As the song starts to get a beat to it. The engine revs up more and out rides Carly on a camoflauged four wheeler. The fans scream she throws up the rocker horns. She rides it down the ramp with a smirk. Parking the four wheeler on the side of the ramp She rolls into the ring and lets out a Yeah. The fans get louder with the cheers. She goes to the ropes and throws up the rock on horns.

Justin: And her partner, from Queensland, Australia! She weighs in at one hundred and twenty six pounds, she is Odette Ryder!

“Oooh whatcha gonna now? Whatcha gonna do when the rhythm comes kickin you?” as the spine tingling sounds of Dimestone Hood blares across the personal address system the SCW arena fills with darkness. The sound of cheers can be heard as the majority of the male fans start hooting and hollering as they await the arrival of one of their favourite bombshells to emerge from behind the thick black stage curtain. “Breath life a disease gonna get you, off of me” as the lights start to flicker bright shades of blue, the curtain starts to open and slowly Odette’s dainty figure is shown standing at the top of the ramp. Biting her bottom lip Odette surveys the crowded arena, whilst simply placing her hands down by her side. Starting her short journey down the cold steel ramp Odette’s skin is covered in goose bumps as the crowd is cheering in appreciation. Her black ripped jeans hug so tightly to her glittery skin as the lighting in the arena slowly starts to return back to normal. Sliding into the ring under the bottom rope the camera man can’t help but try to get a sneaky look down the front of Odette’s super tight top, noticing this Odette gives the camera a cheeky smirk. Jumping up to her feet she walks over towards the ropes, turning sharply just before reaching them, Odette hooks her arms around the top rope using the curves from her elbows. Pushing back on the ropes Odette’s piercing green eyes focus up towards the ramp as she awaits the arrival of her opponent as ‘Blood in my eyes’ fades from the Pa system. The referee calls for the bell

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BOMBSHELL TAG TITLE TOURNAMENT

Kittie and Carly leave the ring, leaving Fantasia and Odette in the ring. The two lock up but Odette takes control, before flipping Fantasia over with a hiptoss. Odette gets back on her feet, Fantasia also jumps up and jumps in the air, connecting with a dropkick. Odette falls to the canvas, but quickly gets back to her feet, only to be met with another dropkick. Odette springs up again, and Fantasia attempts a third dropkick, but Odette sidesteps and Fantasia crashes to the canvas. Odette quickly drops down with an elbow across Fantasia's back. Odette rolls away from Fantasia and springs to her knee, looking across at Fantasia as she gets to her feet and runs at her. Odette jumps in the air and catches Fantasia with a flying head scissors before pulling her over and sending Fantasia to the canvas. Fantasia rolls through and gets to her feet. Odette jumps in the air again with a spinning back kick but Fantasia ducks, as Odette lands, Fantasia grabs Odettes head and drops down with a split legged jawbreaker.

Simone: Jawbreaker from Fantasia.

Fantasia moves over and tags in Kittie. Kittie steps in the ring and looks at Odette on the floor.

Adams: It's no secret that Kittie and Odette have been partying with The Party Girls lately

Simone: Yes, but both know this is all about business

Kittie looks down at Odette and pulls her to her feet, a strange look across Kittie's face before she forces Odette back against the ropes. Odette tries to grab the top rope but Kittie whips her across the ring. Odette comes back and Kittie ducks behind her, lifting Odette over with a belly to back suplex. Odette crashes hard to the mat and rolls over holding her head. Kittie drops down and puts a headlock on Odette before jumping back up to her feet, and pulling Odette with her. Kittie runs in the ring and crashes Odette down with a bulldog. Kittie stands up and pulls Odette up by the hair and slams a huge shot in to the face of Odette Ryder, with a closed fist. Referee Drew Patton warns Kittie about the shot. Kittie turns and snarls at Patton, who takes a step back. Kittie turns around and Odette slams a hard shot in to Kittie's face, knocking her down to the ground.

Adams: Just business....

Simone: Too much at stake here tonight, a spot in the final at Into The Void

Kittie looks surprised as she scrambles to her feet, but as she gets on her knees, Odette jumps down and nails Kittie with a low dropkick to the face. Odette pulls Kittie back up to her feet and throws her hard in to the corner. Kittie slumps against the turnbuckle but Odette chages in and jumps up, catching her with a monkey flip and flipping Kittie over her and in to the middle of the ring. Odette gets to her feet and stands with her back to Kittie. Odette jumps over and nails a picture perfect standing moonsault. Odette stays on top of Kittie for the pin

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2....

Kittie kicks out.

Simone: First pin attempt from Odette

Odette gets up and walks over, tagging in Carly Athens. Carly charges in as Kittie gets to her feet, and takes Kittie down with a huge clothesline. Kittie rolls over and holds the back of her head and Carly grabs Kittie by the back of the head, pulling her to her feet by her long hair. Carly stands on the side of Kittie, hooking her up with a Russian legsweep and drops her forward, slamming Kittie's face in to the floor. Carly gets to her feet and stamps on Kittie's back. Carly charges towards the ropes and back towards Kittie, laying in the middle of the ring. Carly jumps up in the air and drops a leg down over Kittie's shoulders. Kittie rolls towards the ropes and Carly pulls her back to her feet. Carly puts Kittie in a front facelock and jumps up for a DDT, but Kittie pushes Carly off, sending her flying across the ring. Carly lands hard

Adams: Ouch

As Carly gets up and moves towards Kittie, Kittie grabs her drops back and nails Carly with a flatliner. Kittie rolls over and starts to hammer shots on to Carly's head before getting up. Kittie looks down at Carly and pulls her viciously to her feet. Kittie kicks Carly in the gut and sets her up for a powerbomb. She picks Carly up and slams her down with a huge powerbomb. Kittie goes for the cover.

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Carly kicks out

Simone: I thought Kittie had this one!

Kittie pulls Carly over to the corner by her hair and tags in Fantasia. Kittie holds Carly down and Fantasia jumps across Carly with a standing senton splash. Fantasia pulls Carly up to her feet and throws her in to the corner. Fantasia moves over and lifts Carly up, puts her in a tree of woe. Fantasia moves backwards and charges back towards Carly and jumps in the air, diving down with a baseball slide to Carly's face. Fantasia releases Carly's legs and she drops her face first. Fantasia grabs Carly by the hair and pulls her to her feet and throws her across the ring by the hair. Carly uses the ropes to pull herself to her feet. As Fantasia moves forward, Carly quickly drops down and nails Fantasia with a drop toehold, catching her throat across the top rope. Carly jumps over and tags in Odette. Fantasia turns around only to get nailed with a high legged clothesline for Odette!

Adams: Odette not wasting any time!

Fantasia quickly gets to her feet but Odette quickly jumps on the ropes, using them as a springboard and dives towards Fantasia, catching her head as she moves towards her and drops her down with a huge springboard DDT. Odette goes for the pin, but before the referee can count, Kittie comes in the ring and pulls Odette off. Carly charges in from the other side of the ring and spears Kittie, both of them flying through the ropes!

Simone: Ragin' Cajan!

Odette looks to the top rope and jumps up in one swift movement. She looks down at Fantasia and leaps off the ropes with an almighty 450 splash!

Adams: OD Spiral!

Odette stays on top for the pin

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3!

Justin: The winners of the match and advancing to the final.... Odette Ryder and Carly Athens!

Simone: Ryder and Athens move on to face The Party Girls to become the first ever bombshell tag team champions

Adams: That match could steal the show, but how is Odette gonna feel facing two of her closest friends?




The camera opens up backstage, where Bombshell champion, Misty, is just arriving. She has just walked into the entrance from the parking lot, and she is surprisingly by herself. Her friend, if you can call her a friend, Electra Blaze, is nowhere to be seen, as Misty heads down the hallway with her duffel bag over her shoulder.

She turns down another hallway, searching for the right locker room, when Co-Owner “Hot Stuff” Mark Ward approaches her, accompanied by two security guards. They stop directly in front of her, preventing her from walking any further. Misty looks at the two security guards first, then to Mark before shaking her head with a laugh.

HS: What do you think you are doing here?

Misty: Same thing as you. I’m here for the show. Now, if you’ll excuse me--

Hot Stuff shakes his head, as he and the security guards remain standing in front of Misty.

HS: I don’t think so. You’re not scheduled tonight.

Misty folds her arms across her chest, and looks at Hot Stuff, rolling her eyes.

Misty: Relax, boss. I made Electra stay home tonight, and I promise I will be on my best behavior tonight. And, I may not be booked in a match, but that ridiculous swimsuit contest is tonight.

HS: You honestly expect me to believe that? You were bitching all over Twitter earlier in the week about this contest, and already said you’re not participating. So you have no reason to be here, unless you were planning on attacking Trish Newborn again?

Misty: Nah, once was my limit. Besides, she hasn’t even grown the balls to get payback yet.

HS: I don’t care. No one trusts a word you say lately, so as long as you don’t have a match, and you’re not participating in the swimsuit contest, get your arse out of here.

Hot Stuff then orders the security guards to escort Misty from the building, but she holds up her arms, holding them back for a second. She looks at Hot Stuff, slightly more irritated then she was just a few minutes ago.

Misty: Oh come on, Mark. You’ve gotta be kidding me right now?!

Hot Stuff shakes his head.

HS: Does it look like I’m kidding? Now, if you don’t go willingly, these two guards here will have no problem forcing you out of the building.

Misty: This is bullsh*t!

Each of the security guards then grabs a hold of one of Misty’s arms, prepared to drag her out of the building, but she begins putting up a fight.

Misty: Wait! I changed my mind! I’ll participate in the contest! I brought a suit! Check my bag if you don’t believe me!

The security guards loosen their hold on Misty for a brief second as they look back to Hot Stuff. He looks at Misty, who has a pleading expression on her face, and Misty is horrified when he shakes his head, and again orders her out of the building.

HS: Even if I did believe you, which I don’t, I’m pretty sure no one wants to see you in whatever suit you claim you brought. Nice try though.

Misty tries to put up a fight against the two security guards, but she just isn’t strong enough. The guards drag her back towards the exit to the parking lot, as Mark hobbling behind them with a smile. Misty screams and yells, as people watch, laughing at the Bombshell Champion.

Misty: This isn’t right! I’m the Bombshell Champion damn it! I need to be here! Come on, Mark!

HS: Not changing my mind. I don’t care if you’re the champion or not. My company. My rules. Have a nice night.

The security guards kick open the door leading to the parking lot, and force Misty outside. She drops her duffel bag to the ground, and as the doors close, you can still hear her throwing a fit outside, trying to get back into the building. But the security guards stand by the door, per Hot Stuff’s orders. The camera turns back to Hot Stuff, who is staring at the door shaking his head.




As the screeching call of insanity of "All Aboard" hits the speakers, Casey Williams comes out, with the intense look in his face. As the guitar riff plays, Casey walks down the ramp, pauses, pyros go off behind him.

"Crazy,but that's how it goes
Millions of people living as foes
Maybe it's not too late
To learn how to love
And forget how to hate
Mental wounds not healing
Life's a bitter shame
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train
I'm going off the rails on a crazy train"

Then Casey climbs up the apron and over the top rope into the ring. He grabs a microphone.

Casey:“Ok, last week, I told everyone how Sam Damon and Tony Andrews were doing after the attacks by the hands of Jason Burnside. Ever since then, Sam wanted to tell exactly what happened and tell exactly what the doctors told him. So, I talked to Christian Underwood, and asked if we can have a camera crew go to Sam’s house so I can conduct an interview with him regarding his health. Standing by via satellite, Sam Damon.”

Sam Damon shows up on the titantron, and Casey asks his first question.

Casey:“How are you feeling, Sam?”

Sam:“In a lot of pain. The way I landed from that Clothesline Powerbomb broke my arm, and a few of my ribs. Then that Pile driver just furthered that damage of the ribs, and gave me a concussion. The doctors won’t medically clear me to compete after my arm and my ribs heal because they feel that the concussion may be due to brain damage, so they want to play it safe.”

Casey:“I see. I hope that everything works out for you man. So, tell me a little about yourself.”

Sam:“Let’s see. I am 19 years old, and graduated from the Las Vegas High School and was the best wrestler on the squad when I competed there. After I graduated, I wanted to pursue pro wrestling because of all the guys I saw growing up, guys like you and Matthew Kennedy. Now that Jason attacked me and caused these injuries, I do not even know if I am capable of ever competing on the same level as you.”

Before Sam can say anything else he arena lights go dark as a British voice is heard saying "You Are about to Be Cancelled", as the last word is said the into to "You Know My Name" by Chris Cornell hits the arena speakers and Matthew and Jason come out in their street clothes, Matthew is clearly pretending to cry whilst Jason is holding a box of tissues clearly trying not to laugh.

Matthew:“Oh boo-hoo! You got hurt in a wrestling match, cry me a bloody river! Mate, it’s survival of the fittest in the wrestling business and it’s clear to me that you’re not cut out for it!”

The crowd boos that Englishmen and Matthew grins, Jason tosses the tissue box into the crowd and grins at Casey.

Matthew:“Williams, you’re even more pathetic than I thought, and that’s saying something because I didn’t exactly hold you in high regard in the first place! You drag up this yank that has no business being in that ring and have him tell some sob story about how he’s just graduated high school?! What next? Are you going to reveal that your dear old mother has cancer and you have to look after……”

Sam:”MY MOM’S DEAD ASSHOLE!”

Matthew is clearly taken aback by that as the crowd gives Sam a sympathy pop, Jason takes the mic from Matthew and turns to Sam.

Jason:” Oh yeah? Oh who cares! She’s probably better off NOT seeing how much a miserable failure her son is! Oh don’t tell me, she had a vision of the future and killed herself to save herself the shame!?”

The crowd gives the ex-con massive heat from the comment and even Matthew seems disturbed by the comment, he whispers into Jason’s ear and takes the mic from him.

Matthew:“I apologize for Jason’s lack of tact, I may hate America but I’d never go that far! Williams, next week at Into The Void I WILL take back my Roulette Championship and no matter what the stipulation is I will defeat you!”

You can see Casey getting pissed off with what is transpiring between the duo of Matthew and Jason and Sam, and decides to intervene by walking up the ramp, towards Jason and Matthew as he begins to speak.

Casey:“Why don’t you two losers go back to the hell out of here and allow me to finish the goddamn interview? I am so sick of you guys trying to throw your weight around, thinking you are hot shots either beating people up that are half your size, or the two of you attacking a man when he least expects it. I will show you whose boss.”

Casey then gets in Jason’s face, and Jason backs down. Casey then speaks once again.

Casey:“That is what I thought. Oh, I called my lawyer, Victor Westen and told him I wanted to reword the stipulations for the rematch. The only way either one of you can lay a hand on me is if I were to attack you first. This way, you guys can defend yourselves, should I have a reason to attack you.”

Jason smirks as he hears that part and laughs evily, he snatches the mic from Matthew’s hands and turns to Casey.

Jason:“ Is that right? Williams you have just made the biggest, dumbest mistake of your life! You see, not a lot of people know this but I’m an ex-con, and you know what ex-cons do when forced into self-defense situations? They exploit it for all it’s worth.”

Matthew smirks as he hears that before whispering in Jason’s ear, the massive Englishman grins before pointing to the titantron.

Jason:“ Sam, mate, I’m sorry but we’re going to have to cut the feed for a few minutes!”

Sam:“Hey wait…..”

Sam doesn’t get a chance to finish as the feed cuts, Jason grin grows into his trademark sadistic grin as he stares at Casey.

Jason:“As for throwing my weight around, heh, like I said I’m an Ex-Con and that’s what I do! Just ask your friend Spike Staggs!”

Belinda Simone:“What did he say?”

Jason Adams: I thought they couldn’t attack Casey’s friends!?

The titantron shows a blurb that reads “one week ago, prior to the contract signing” before cutting to the parking lot of the Cashman Field, we see Spike approaching his car when someone just off screen hits him in the ribs with a led pipe sending him to the ground, we pan up to see Burnside standing over Spike with a grin on his face as he kneels down.

Jason:”Spikey boy, did you think I forgot that you happened to be on hand for Matthew’s match? He asked me to make sure that you don’t interfere!

Jason stands up and strikes Spike again in the ribs before dropping the pipe and forcing Spike to his feet, he proceeds to hit Spike with a brutal Powerbomb onto the hood of the car and Spike goes limp from the impact.

Jason:“Oi, Williams, I guess that makes things a bit more even eh?”

Jason walks off leaving the barely conscious Spike behind and the camera pans back to the arena where the crowd is in stunned silence and the two Englishman are heading to the backstage area.

Matthew:“Like the blurb said, that attack was prior to the contract signing so I keep my rematch!”

Matthew says before disappearing backstage.




Adams: Wyatt Peterson and Adam Smith are about to tangle in this clash in part of today’s events!

Simone: This is going to be a fast, aggressive match between the two. I’m worried though; Wyatt showed his face on the air this week, but The Jackal never did. Wonder if he’s here to back it up in the ring and not talk at all?

Justin Decent: This match is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first, from Amarillo, TX, weighing at 285 lbs....WYATT PETERSON!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"Goodtime" by Alan Jackson starts playing from the speakers and Wyatt Peterson bursts through the curtain onto the stage. His Manager, Tom Dudely, is right behind him. They make their way down the ramp to the ring. They both climb into the ring and Wyatt climbs onto the second turnbuckle working the crowd while Tom motions towards him and claps. Wyatt hops down to the mat and Tom climbs out of the ring while calling out a few words of advice.

Decent: Introducing his opponent! From St. John's, Newfoundland, Canada, weighing at 200 lbs....”THE JACKAL” ADAM SMITH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

As the crowd stirs, the opening chords of "Don't Tread on Me" by Metallica play over the arena speakers. A small blast of pyro upon the stage accompanies the song as it kicks into full gear, and "The Jackal" Adam Smith steps out onto the stage to a mixed reaction alongside his wife Christine Smith. Adam holds his arm up in the air and makes his way down the ramp, Christine close behind. The two exchange a quick kiss before Adam rolls inside the ring, bouncing off the far ropes and stopping in the middle of the ring staring up at Wyatt Peterson, who’s already in the ring. Then the two back away from each other, waiting for the bell.

Simone: Look at the size difference! Adam Smith has a tall order against someone like Wyatt. He’s gonna have to force Wyatt’s defenses to be lowered literally before he can take out that mammoth!

Adams: Wyatt may prove to be unstoppable beast indieed, Simone. For once, you might have a point there!

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SINGLES MATCH

DING!
DING!
DING!

The two circle around the ring for a moment, then Jackal goes for a kick to the groin, which is caught by Wyatt. Wyatt, however, doesn’t see Jackal’s other foot, an enziguri whipping out of nowhere, striking his face hard. Wyatt lands on one knee, Jackal takes the advantage, hits him even harder with a few knees to the face. But Wyatt isn’t down for long, grabbing Jackal’s leg and lifting him off the ground. Wyatt takes a few steps and watches as Jackal gets on his feet quick. Yet it feels like being slammed into a car as Wyatt spears Jackal to the mat!

Simone: Already, Wyatt’s staying focused on his target, already on top of him and wasting Jackal with stiff lefts and rights!

Adams: But Jackal manages to bridge and somehow get Wyatt to reverse positions and now Jackal is landing his own punches!

After throwing in some nice punches, Jackal gets up, but lands a knee drop into Wyatt’s chest. Then he picks up the big man, throws him to the ropes, heads to the opposite, and returns with a running shoulder block. It doesn’t appear to effect the man, just temporarily knocks him back. He’s close enough to the ropes, so Jackal returns and hits a jumping, running clothesline that throws Wyatt out of the ring and hitting the concrete outisde very hard. Jackal enters the ring, taunts the crowd with his trash-talk, then sees Wyatt out of the corner of his eye as he gets up. Jackal runs to the ropes once more, comes back, and hits a baseball slide that connects into Wyatt’s face, as Wyatt careens into the barricade, back first!

Simone: I don’t think Wyatt expected Jackal to rely so on his agility, so I thinking “Lesson learned”?

Adams: I highly doubt it. I’m sure that Wyatt had a game plan in mind and expected the possibilities, but this one instance definitely took him by surprise!

Smith enters the ring and yells at Wyatt to stay down as the referee counts him out. But at the count of six, Wyatt re-enters the ring. Frustrated that his opponent wouldn’t do what he was told, The Jackal violently kicks him in the head and ribs. Wyatt is struggling to get up, trying to overpower his opponent. Wyatt is back in his full-height as Smith attempts to throw him into the ropes. This time, Wyatt blocks the attempt, reverses it, and nails Smith with a vicious clothesline. Adam Smith tries to get up, but Wyatt unleashes his power even further, sending him a message with a spinebuster that rattles the mat. Wyatt is quick to drop two more elbows onto Jackal’s chest, but he took too long on the third one as he hit the hopes, bounced back, and landed. But Adam Smith rolled away at the last second, Wyatt hitting nothing but the mat! Adam goes for the cover!

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But Wyatt pushes him away!

Adams: Both men are giving it their all in tonight’s match!

Simone: That’s what Mark and Christian expect out of every member of the SCW roster, Adams!

Jackal gets up and charges forward, but Wyatt lowers himself and raises Adam Smith in a backbody drop. But Smith lands on his feet and Wyatt hears the sound, so he turns around and narrowly dodges the oncoming Bicycle Kick, then Wyatt whips Smith to the ground with a snapmare and tries to submit him with a sleeping chokehold from behind. But Jackal hits him three times in the stomach, hard enough for Wyatt to let go, then turns around, surprises the audience with his stunning strength, and executes a tilt-a-whirl slam! Adam Smith goes for the top rope, then leaps off with a top rope leg drop, but Wyatt rolls away at the last possible second! Adam Smith rolls away from his foe, grasping his leg and screaming out in pain. Wyatt decides to go ahead and close the deal! He waits for Adam Smith to rise on his feet, then goes for the Boomtown! But Smith ducks underneath it, hits the ropes, and goes for one of his finishers, the Running Yazuka Kick!

Adams: Both men are giving it all...wait, WAIT A MINUTE!!!!

Adam Smith goes for a kick to the groin, then hooks Wyatt up for the Raven Effect DDT! But Wyatt blocks the effort and goes for a suplex that ends in a bridge, The Jackal struggling to get out furiously!

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3!!!!!

DING!
DING!
DING!!!!

Adam “The Jackal” Smith was unable to kick out in time. He gets up and yells at the referee for the count as Wyatt leans against the ropes

Justin Decent: Here is your winner....WYATT PETERSON!!!!!!!!!!

Wyatt is celebrating in the ring. From out of the crowd, Tom Dudely hops over the barricade and climbs onto the ring apron. Wyatt turns around and runs at Tom. Tom drops to the floor as Wyatt swings wildly. Goth and “The Brand” Johnny Brown come running down the ramp. They slide into the ring and start hitting Wyatt with forearms to his back. Wyatt attempts to get away from them but is eventually backed into the corner. “The Jackal” Adam Smith soon joins in on the attack. Tom climbs into the ring to join in on the attack as well.

Simone: It looks like we know who Tom’s handpicked opponents are for Wyatt at Into the Void.

The four men continue to stomp of Wyatt in the corner until the crowd bursts into cheers. The Surf Boys, Narly and Radical, come running down the ramp.

Adams: What are the Surf Boys doing out here? They aren’t a part of this feud.

Narly hits the ring first and Johnny Brown turns around and runs at him. Narly drops down and crawls between Brown’s legs. Radical springboards into the ring hitting Brown with a flying forarm. Brown rolls out of the ring as Adam Smith turns around next to challenge the Surf Boys. The Surf Boys hit Smith with a double dropkick. Smith hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. Goth runs at the Surf Boys but they drop to the mat, pulling down on the top rope. Goth’s momentum carries him over the ropes and to the floor.

Simone: Tom’s the only one left!

Tom turns his attention away from Wyatt and comes face to face with the Surf Boys. Tom smiles and says something that can’t be heard to them. They smile back and point behind them. Tom turns around to see Wyatt just getting to his feet. Tom quickly climbs out of the ring to join the other three. Wyatt and the Surf Boys lean against the ropes mocking Tom, Goth, Smith, and Brown as they start making their way up the ramp.

Simone: I just got word that Mr. Underwood has changed the match at Into the Void. It will now be Goth, The Brand, and The Jackal taking on Wyatt Peterson and the Surf Boys.

Adams: Tom won’t be happy when he finds out.




”When it’s time to party we will party hard…”

"Party Hard" by Andrew W.K. blasts through the speakers, causing the crowd to go into a frenzy. Wasting no time, Jamie shoves his way through the curtains. He is wearing a pair of black and red swimming trunks with skull patterns on them, sunblock on his nose, and a red beach towel around his neck, as well as a lifeguard whistle. He raises his arms in the air, pumping up the fans before jogging sideways to the left side of the crowd. He leans back to get a shot with the fans cheering behind him, some pat him on the back. He then dashes over to the other side, slapping hands as hard as possible before jogging down the entrance ramp. He rushes up to the cameraman and purposely bangs his head against the lense before quickly working his way around the ring, playing around with the crowd. He darts up the ring steps, posing before entering the ring, and running all around the ring with airplane arms before stopping in the middle of the ring with one last pose. He graciously catches a microphone, pointing out the beach décor around the ring, nodding his head with a smile on his face.

Jamie: Sup dorks? Ha ha! Welcome to the reason you all bought tickets tonight… The BOMBSHELL SWIMSUIT CONTEST!!!

Jamie raises his arms in the air wildly, causing an even bigger reaction than before. He stops, points to a fan in the front row and rapidly nods his head. He point out across the entire audience before pausing in the middle.

Jamie: Now, I’m a fair guy. I asked James Huntington-Hawkes… the third… if he would want to help with tonight’s contest under the condition that he publicly announce that he is my bitch. And he declined. So, as an added bonus, I ask that he step out of the crowd and come do this thing anyway… At a price. So come on up here Jay…

The spotlight rests on JHHIII as Simpson forms an opening for him to get down to the barricade. The crowd cheers a bit, mixed with boos. The young man makes it down and climbs over the barricade. He dashes into the ring and up to Jamie. The two share words as James pulls out his wallet. He removes a single bill from it and waves it at Jamie with a smile. Jamie studies it, and then shakes his head in the negative. James’ face turns a bit sour as he begrudgingly pulls out another bill. He shows them to Jamie who continues to shake his head in the negative. He pulls out two more and Jamie smiles. He reaches for the bills, but quickly grabs the wallet. He removes all of the bills inside while firmly placing the palm of his hand against the forehead of a swinging Hawkes. He tosses the wallet back and then thumbs through the bills with a smile. He walks over to the ropes and tosses the wad out into the audience that clamors for the bills.

Jamie: Looks like we got us a deal, butt face! Let’s bring on down the first contestant!! She needs no introduction, as this lady usually steals the show. Let’s bring out…

Jamie is interrupted by the cheesy stripper music of the evening. Pink and yellow lights flash across the stage as the one and only Amanda Hugginkis shaves her way through the curtains. Atop her head is a very Vegas Showgirls feather piece of red and gold, and a matching robe to conceal the little something extra she is packing. She sticks one leg out in front of her, going at it almost in a Rockettes style before she sashays down the entryway. The audience blurts out in a bit of laughter as Hawkes shudders and backs up just a bit. Amanda steps up to the ring steps, and with each stair, she times it perfectly with the music, jolting her hips from one side to the other, giving off the impression of hitting a bass drum. Once she gets to the ropes, she slowly climbs in, allowing (almost) everything to be seen for a split second. She comes into the ring and flicks her tongue at JHHIII who quickly hides behind Jamie as he laughs, forcing the youngster out in front of her. She soon resorts to chasing him around the ring before he slides to the outside, stomping and shouting at Jamie who just shrugs in return. Jamie looks to Amanda who wipes at her eyes in a theatrical “crying” motion. Jamie motions for the music to be cut.

Jamie: Now that’s no way to treat our Mistress of ceremonies, is it fans?? I didn’t think so. Let’s invite someone who is half the man I am, but twice the man of that chumpstain! Stand up and put your hands together for Bad A$$ Championship Wrestling’s… ”THE ITALIAN STALLION” GIANI DI LUCA!

“Party Rock Anthem” plays when Giani Di Luca, adorned in a black muscle shirt and blue and white tropical patterned swimming trunks, comes down to the ring, he supplies his own blast of pyros that rain down on him as he pauses for the cheers of the audience. He riles the crowd up as he fist pumps while jogging down to the ring. He jumps onto the ring apron and soaks in the audience reaction before climbing under the top rope. He bounces from the ropes, then runs over to the far turnbuckle and raises his fist high in the air for his camera crew. The young BACW star leaps down and jogs in place. For a moment before ripping off his shirt to show off his well oiled body, getting an even bigger reaction from the crowd as he flexes. He looks to Amanda and lowers his cheek for her, motioning for her to plant one on him. As she does, she grabs a hold of his other cheeks for good measure, causing him to jump a bit. He catches a microphone himself.

Giani: Half the man you are, ey? Not what ya girl said last night… Ohhh damn son hahahaha fuhgeddaboudit!

Jamie waves it off as Amanda takes a few steps back, winking coyly at Giani. Jamie takes a step forward and then looks out into the audience, while facing toward the entryway.

Giani: Lemme take this one bro… The next two are known for gettin’ to the bottom of things around here. Well let me tell ya, the only burnin’ question I got for them is… Whatcha got under them robes?! Hahahaha…

Jamie: You suck dude… You didn’t even mention their names. Please welcome Pussy Willow and Ms Rocky Mountains!

The cheesy stripper music starts up again and it isn’t long before Pussy Willow shoves her way through the curtains, holding her hands up in the air. Coming right behind her is, not only two camera men, but Ms Rocky Mountains. Willow is wearing a pink robe, and Ms Rocky Mountains has a fairly revealing black robe on. They are both carrying SCW mics, and they stop at the top of the stage, as if asking a question to the audience members on each side. They smile before turning back toward the ring. Ms Rocky Mountains pushes up her glasses as she makes sure the bun in her hair is still tight. They walk on down, taking in the cheering of the audience. Pussy walks up the ring steps first, followed by Ms Rocky Mountains. They both climb under the ropes, and then show off inside of the ring. Ms Rocky Mountains a bit more reserved than the bubbly Pussy Willow. Giani and Jamie both exchange a look that basically screams “YOWZAHS!” before looking at the audience’s reaction. They offer a clap before Jamie raises the microphone back to his lips.

Jamie: Thank you ladies… Now the next contestants are known for being “classy” but tonight, we will see if we can get these Mean Girls to bare it all! Please welcome, Veronica Taylor and Angelica!

"Sleazy" by Ke$ha starts playing as white smoke sifts from behind the curtains. The image of red devil horns sticking out from behind a golden halo appears on the stage, where a long pole sticks up from the stage. Angelica walks out from behind the curtains in a black silk robe that comes down just a few inches below her waist. Right at her side is Veronica Taylor in a white satin robe. The Mean Girls firmly plant one foot in front of the other, model style , walking this way toward the pole. Once closer, Angelica runs toward it, swinging upside down on it, going around a complete 360, coming down slowly until her back touches the stage. She turns over and slowly crawls to the edge of the stage as Veronica simply poses, looking on in disgust at the audience. Angelica comes up to her knees and then blows a kiss to the audience, as Veronica also blows a kiss. She then stands up, but keeps a hold of her ankles. She smiles as she looks around. She swings her hair up as she looks around, and slowly runs her fingers up her legs as she comes up to a standing position. They then walk down the ramp firmly as they did approaching the pole, waving to the fans until they reach the ring. Angelica pulls herself onto the apron, aiding Veronica in getting up to the apron. Angelica then sticks one leg over the second rope, and then she pauses, before getting into the ring. She walks around, making sure to show off her ASSets. They both get into the ring and tease the audience with their robes. Veronica looks over at Giani and her interest is piqued as she approaches him. She moves behind him and rubs on his shoulders as Angelica shakes it from the furthest corner. Giani widens his eyes and then laughs in embarrassment as the Mean Girls move to the center of the ring, scoffing at Amanda.

Jamie: I got a feeling this thing is gonna get a little outta hand tonight with this feisty bunch, so I asked for a little bit of reinforcement down here. Put your hands together for… Jasmine St. John!

The cheesy stripper music starts playing again as the tough as nails, no mess Head Referee knocks passed the curtains. In a loose red robe, Jasmine stops, looking side to side, taking a breath and closing her eyes, before she marches down to the ring. She stops at the end of the ramp and pulls a whistle up to her mouth. She blows it before making her famous “two count” hand gesture. She slides in under the ropes and looks around at the judges and the contestants in the ring already. She gives them a stare that shows that she means business before finally stepping back with the rest of the contestants.

Giani: Now things are really startin’ to heat up in here Jamie. Are you ladies hot? Maybe you should take off ya robes…

Jamie: Nice try, dude… Now, our next girls really know how to have a good t… Get your head out of the gutter, guys! They know how to have a good time, and I’ve seen them drink anybody under the table. Please welcome our next contestants… The Party Girls, Cookie S’Mores and Brandi Shotze!

The crowd goes wild as the opening chords to "Here For The Party" by Gretchen Wilson blasts through the speakers. As the fiddles kick in, Brandi Shotze appears at the top of the ramp, wearing an extra long buttoned up flannel shirt, holding onto a flask. She is joined by her partner in crime, Cookie S’Mores, who is wearing a lacy black robe with a black and purple boa tracing her shoulders, and down her cleavage. While holding her robe closed, she offers a wink as she shakes her ample chest. Brandi looks around the crowd nodding and they both start to walk down the ramp. Cookie blows kisses to the audience as they make their way to the ring. Brandi climbs the steps and gets in ring. Cookie follows, but she pauses to shake her backside before lowering herself into the ring. She crawls toward Jamie. She stands up against him and wiggles on him as Brandi walks to the corner and stands on the middle turnbuckle. She raises her arms and jumps down, staring across the ring at the other contestants. She takes a sip from her flask before joining Cookie, and they join the others. They share words with Angelica and Veronica while Jamie moves on.

Giani: Yeah… Big girls need love too, am I right? Let’s give it up for Party Girls, my kinda girls!

Jamie: Right on “bro”. Now we have a very special guest next, coming out of retirement just to be here with us tonight… Okay, I lied, but put your hands together and welcome our next contestant… The SIN of LUST, Fantasia

The fiery red headed vixen steps out onto the stage in a black, lace robe and high heels. The crowd cheers and whistles. Fantasia struts down the ramp and to where the ring, joining her fellow contestants. Fantasia teases as if she is going to slip off her robe, but then she shrugs her shoulders, and tightens the string. She steps from one side of the ring, giving the slightest of peeks before showing off at each corner. She comes over to the judges and flicks her red hair back, allowing it to slowly cascade down her shoulders. She slowly walks away, looking back to make sure all eyes are on her as she does. She joins her fellow contestants, smirking especially at the Mean Girls before ignoring them to defeat them.

Jamie: Borderline wrestling cougar alert right there. Meeeowww…

Giani: Speakin’ of pu… felines, get ya cat calls ready for the fiercest kitten on the Bombshell roster… You know a few… tings about that, now dontcha Jamie? Let’s bring out the SIN of ENVY… Kittie!

The opening drum beat of “Lollirot” by Jack Off Jill begins blasting through the speakers as the light flash along with the music. As the instrumentals pick up, Kittie shoves her way through the curtains. A spotlight lands on her, wearing a long black trench coach that goes down to her ankles. She opens up the top just a bit, and then lifts it up just a bit to show the bottom of her usual Tripp pants.. She pauses, throwing her head forward, and then back. She lets her hair fall down over her face, and it slowly falls back as she moves her head slowly from one side to the other. She throws her hands up in the air and lets out a scream before she starts skipping down the entryway. She bops her head to the side as she goes. She stops to stick her tongue out at a cheering fan or two, and then she continues skipping until about half way to the ring. From there she makes a mad dash toward the ring, leaping onto the apron. She quickly bangs her head as she dances to the nearest turnbuckle. She climbs it, and pauses there, looking out across the audience through her hair as they cheer her. She throws her middle fingers in the air before jumping down into the ring. She looks back at Jamie, grabbing him by his hair, she pulls his head back and viciously hits a PDA on him that rocks the building. She winks and then walks back to high five Brandi, Cookie, and Fantasia.

Giani: Bro… Bro? We need a medic down here, coz that chick just choked him with her tongue!

Jamie: Nah, I’m okay, but damn… Hard to be impartial now, isn’t it? Ha! Anyway, let’s bring out the next contestant. This one’s got the charm from “Down Under”, oh yeah that pun was totally intended! Please welcome to the contest… Odette Ryder!

“Oooh whatcha gonna now? Whatcha gonna do when the rhythm comes kickin you?” as the spine tingling sounds of Dimestone Hood blares across the personal address system the SCW arena fills with cheers . Walking out from behind the thick black curtain Odette Ryder stands at the top of the ramp and looks out to the jammed packed arena. Biting down on her bottom lip she runs her hands through her long chocolate hair and slowly rolls her body from side to side. Winking as the camera man gets in nice and close the trademark Ryder smile crosses her face. Starting her journey down the ramp Odette playfully swings the black silk laces from her pale pink robe, stopping every now and then to let the fans take pictures of her. Reaching the bottom of the ramp Odette runs her right index finger along the canvas before sliding into the ring under the bottom rope, jumping up to her feet she makes sure her robe is still closed. Waving to the fans with she walks over towards the ropes turning sharply just before reaching them, Odette hooks her arms around the top rope using the curves from her elbows. Pushing back on the ropes Odette’s piercing green eyes focus up towards the ramp as she awaits the arrival of the rest of the competition. as ‘Blood in my eyes’ fades from the Pa system. She joins the others, mingling with her friends, and mean mugging Angelica.

Giani: Stoner, ya lucky bastard… She knows how to get the crowd jumpin’, dawg.

Jamie: For sure… Now our next bombshell is a new addition to the roster, but she’s already making an impact. She’s straight outta Lousianne, the ragin’ Cajun… Carly Athens!

"She's Country" by Jason Aldean starts. The Fans start to get pumped up even more. As the song starts to get a beat to it. Carly walks out wearing a jean jacket and jean shorts. She has black finger less gloves on and a pair of clear heels on. Licking her lips she smirks. The fans scream she throws up the rocker horns. Carly walked down the ramp with a smirk. She walks up the steps and steps over the middle rope. Showing a little bit of cleavage. But doesn't reveal whats under neath. Carly throws up the rocker horns as she sizes up the other contestants as she joins them.

Jamie: She’s country alright. Feisty little number right here.

Giani: Bro… Bro! Sweet like candy, this one is. She’s screamin’ fire without sayin’ a word.

Jamie: And next we got another one of the newest Bombshells who melts butter just by looking at it… Please welcome Bianca Solderini!

Giani: Yo I seen this chick, bro… Smokin hot, dawg…

“Bleeding Mascara” by Atreyu plays as Bianca struts downstage with her hands swaying by her sides. Her bikini is covered by a long black silk kimono style robe, with a huge embroidered dragon on the back - neatly tied in front. The robe is long and opens up enough to show up to her thigh as she steps casually. Her black stilettos clicking gently against the metal ramp way. She stops midway and puts her hand on her hips, looking over that shoulder at the crowd. They're boo-ing her for being covered up, but she flashes a smile and a wink - rolls her eyes - and continues to the ring. She very slowly steps up the stairs, runs her hand along the top rope as she walks to the middle, raises a leg and rests her ankle over the top rope. She runs her hands down her leg, and slowly runs the silky robe over her just as silky smooth legs. Once her leg was bare, she looks over her shoulder at the crowd, then to the other side. Dropping her leg she quickly slips between the ropes and comes to standing upright on the other side. Her attention turns to Jamie. Her gaze is much like that lioness on the prowl. Her eyebrow raised, running a tongue over her sultry pout. She continues to slowly step in his direction, much slower than her gait before, and runs her hands over the robe, over her thighs and slowly upward over her hidden breasts, then biting her lip she looks down toward the string and very slowly unties the ribbon. She slowly wags a finger as Jamie and Giani as she holds it closed. She walks back to join the others.

Jamie: Hot hot HOT!

Giani: Damn, B. Soldier’s holdin’ it down tonight mammy!

Giani: Now this bombshell is truly golden. She ran mad all over RMP and bossed them NYDW broads…

Jamie: Let’s give it up for the first real Bombshell to grace New X-Treme’s, she is… Vixen!

"Light it up" by Rev Theory begins to play over the speakers as Vixen steps out onto the ramp and poses for all the fans wearing a towel that is covering everything. Making her way down the ramp, she slaps at the outstretched hands of the fan then moves towards the ring. She slides in under the ropes, careful of her towel. She approaches Jamie and teasingly runs her hands along his shoulders, winking at Giani She then tweaks Jamie’s nose. She joins the rest of the bombshells as her music fades. Before anyone can continue, the lights flicker off and back on. "The Ruler and the Killer" by Kid Cudi comes over the PA system. As it does, a hooded figure steps from behind the curtains. She steps to the middle of the entryway, and then looks up, wearing a purple hoodie to cover her upper body and part of her lower. She is carrying a bat, dragging it behind her as she slowly walks down the entryway. As she gets to the ring, the audience whispers about who it could be, when she walks to the ring steps. She bangs the bat against the steps before walking up. The other bombshells even look confused as they whisper amongst each other. The new girl steps into the ring, waving the bat behind her as she slowly approaches Jamie and Giani. Jamie raises the mic to his lips quickly.

Jamie: Hey! Who the hell are you? And, ummm… Weapons aren’t allowed in the…<.p>

The young girl pulls the hood back to reveal a tall black Mohawk. She looks around as a small minority cheers, recognizing her. She swings the bat around behind her before leaning into Jamie. She gives him a smile before kissing him on the cheek. She leans down to his microphone, and in a thick Romanian accent, she says…

”I am Karina… the better Koji!”

The audience cheers as she returns to the back with the other contestants. Being the new girl, she simply stands there, sizing up all of the competition. Before Jamie or Giani can say anything else, another unexpected announcement is heard.

Jamie Staggs: Now coming to the ring, a member of the HarKore Warriors "The Mistress of Justice" Viper!

The crowd cheer's as "Keep The Faith" by Bon Jovi starts to play. Smoke moves up red lights come up & you see that the smoke is making a "V" above the ramp way. Pyro goes off as on the Tron you see pictures of Viper using her Eyes of Justice submission & the Kiss of Death submission hold on people from her past years in Professional Wrestling. Then you see pictures of the three men that Viper has leaned on in the past in her father, her husband Weapon-X as well as the now her ex-stablemate Prince of Darkness as the Tron is moving along with the words of the song as you see how each of those three have let her down in the past but why out of those three she's still stuck by her husband Weapon-X. The Tron shows how Viper has lived through others failures in her success in countless promotions not to mention her biggest successes then Viper comes out on the entrance stage with her kendo stick in hand. Viper is below the "V" as she is wearing her traditional Japanese garb. Viper walks as you hear the sound of footsteps with this verse as she puts her hand over her eyes as the verse continues. Viper is now near the ring as you see her waiting at the bottom of the metal ring steps as she doesn't look at anybody just at the steps. Viper starts to walk up the steps as the verse continues. Viper is now at the top of the ring steps as she points the kendo stick in the direction of the judge Jamie Staggs as the chorus comes on. Viper is now inside the ring as the music fades out with her still not taking off her kimono as some of the others in the ring are thinking she's not going to do it.

Simone: Viper is out here in protest because of the discraceful treatment she believes events like this have to women.

Adams: Please I heard that once, back in the NSWA, she wrestled a woman by the name of Michelle Thomas in the finals of a Queen of HarKore tournament. That by the end of that match they used so many weapons on each other the both of them were bleeding so badily & both of their CLOTHES had all come off. Viper finished a match NAKED as it was live television on HBO but sadly in their "Best of" DVD's that match is now censored.

Simone: She was trying to win a match that is completely different then being out here for a bikini contest.

Viper has gotten the microphone from Justin Decent. She stands, not only in front of Jamie Staggs and Giani, but the participants of the contest.

Viper: Seriously girls? Misty is the NWA World Cruiserweight Champion, winning TWO matches at the Super J Cup that had MEN involved in them. I should STILL BE 1/2 of the NWA World Heavyweight Tag Team Champions. Damn it I've had 3 reigns as World Heavyweight Champion in promotions, two reigns in RWC & one in the NSWA. Hell even you Raynin have stated in the past that you don't want to be treated as a "bombshell" but as a great wrestler period. And don't even get me started on Cookie you should be bored facing just women with the immense, ah, size difference you have with most of us. We should revolve on things such as this just to show off our T & A to showcase the world in 2012 where we are JUST as talented as any man.

Most of the women in the crowd cheer while we have a small chant from teenage boy's of "take it off" which Viper refuses to admit she hears.

Viper: Raynin tonight we go to battle & sadly your partner is a man who wants to think of women JUST as toys. He wants you to "stay out of the way" well Raynin I've already defeated 1 former SCW Bombshell champion in Kittie. I want you to know that when I defeat you tonight to use it as a learning experiance. I'll teach you some things that Gothika either can't or won't. But then we should come together as allies to fight the oppressions in the SCW.

Suddenly Jamie Staggs gets on his own microphone, as the judge, looking annoyed. He takes a few steps forward, looking out of the corner of his eyes at X, and then he proceeds.

Jamie Staggs: Viper are you done preaching to us yet, with your good morals in the City of Sin? Mark & Christian said that if you come down here it means you’re na active participant in this contest. So, since you like following rules & all that boring shit, how about you follow my rules & show us what you get little Cougar?

Viper has a furious look on her face at his words but she knows what has been brought down from Mark & Christian so she un does the kimono. After it falls to the ground you see a one piece bikini that's all red. Viper has matching red high heels on while she still has the kendo stick in her hand as her musclular body is highly toned. High B sized chest & no hair anywhere but due to her almost two decades of wrestling a couple battle scars can be seen that usually are not in her wrestling gear as the crowd mostly cheer's getting to stare at a married woman's body.

Jamie: Look out everybody, that bod’s got a license to kill! Boom! What do you guys think?

Giani and Jamie walk to opposite sides of the ring and wave their arms in the air, trying to round up cheers, also calculating them. Jamie confers with Giani, and the two nod their heads. They walk toward Pussy Willow and Ms Rocky Mountains. Jamie bows down as if a true gentleman, and the two slowly undo the strings. They tease the crowd a bit before simultaneously pulling off their robes, handing them off to Jamie and Giani. Pussy Willow is wearing a light pink number that leaves little to the imagination, while Ms Rocky Mountains plays a tiny bit more conservative in her choice, which is a black piece with golden trim. They steps around the ring a bit to show it off, and pull in the cheers. They return to their spaces as Giani blushes a bit.

Giani: Yo, you girls can interview me anytime. You know where to find me… The champion’s locker room, yaknowhatimsayin?

Jamie and Giani listen up as the cheers die down, and they step up to the Mean Girls. The crowd boos as Angelica shouts out at them, demanding their respect. Once she realizes she isn’t going to get it she pulls Veronica to the center of the ring. She looks around and swishes her hips around, trying to coax Veronica to do the same thing. When she fails, Angelica loosens up her robe, she stops and turns to Veronica who shakes her head. Angelica shrugs her shoulders and puts a hand up in Veronica’s face, causing her to start dancing begrudgingly. Angelica smiles and slowly steps toward Giani. He does a cheesy smile before Angelica turns around to face Veronica, also giving the crowd a prime view. They both drops their robes to reveal matching suits. They are pink, intricate one piece by definition, but they consist of a skimpy bikini linked together on the side with four straps on each side, coming together on a silver ring. Angelica flaunts it the most, while Veronica tries to remain the classier of the two. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction, but Angelica’s movements provoke more and more cheers until she stops.

Giani: Wait a minute… These ain’t the party girls, are they? Cause the party looks like it’s in their bikini’s dawg!

They return to the other Bombshells, looking from side to side as if to say “Top that bitches…” They high five each other as Jamie approaches Jasmine. He wiggles his finger, luring her out to the center of the ring. Once she is there, she stands in a perfect stance, feet bowed outward. She looks around with a serious expression before she slides the robe down off of her shoulders. She slowly lets it drop to show off a leopard print piece that “Xs” over her stomach, down to the bottom. She looks around with her patented stern look before motioning like calling for the bell.

Jamie: Looks like the ref is calling for a first round knockout, boys and girls. Those things should be considered foreign objects though… Don’t worry, we won’t tell…

The crowd cheers as Jamie and Giani measure it. They confer with one another before stopping in front of Cookie S’Mores and Brandi Shotze, The Party Girls. Jamie and Giani look at one another as if a lightbulb were going off in their heads. They shake it off before luring the girls toward the center of the ring. The cheesy stripper music starts up again. Brandi wastes no time in ripping off the flannel shirt. She tosses it at Jamie and does a slow turn to show off a matching flannel print strapless piece. She walks around a bit while Cookie puts on more of a show. She saunters around slowly removing the boa from around her neck. She slowly fans out the top of her robe before finally giving in and letting it fall to the ground. It is a one piece suit that allows her sides to be seen. It is a black shiny material that shows off her voluptuous curves. The audience cheers for the girls loudly.

Jamie: There’s plenty of this bombshell to go around, and she doesn’t mind showing it off. Do your thing, girl, do the damn thing!

Giani: I never thought a chick could pull off flannel, but Brandi just proved me dead wrong. I can’t peel my eyes off of her…

Jamie: Let’s all get ready to sin tonight with these next two. Lust and Envy, come on over here.

As the music restarts, Fantasia and Kittie look to each other with menacing looks before they step to the center of the ring. Fantasia sashays around the ring, slowly lowering one side of her robe to show off a pink strap. Acting as if it were an accident, she winks and pulls it back up. She circles Kittie who stands there nearly motionless, looking down at the ground. As Fantasia comes to full circle, the other side of her robe has fallen down to reveal a black strap. She puts her hand over her mouth, and then drops her other shoulder. Her robe slowly falls down and to the ground as she sports a pink and black lacy bikini. She kicks the robe up and at Giani, giving a quick stroll before lifting up Kittie’s chin. She tugs at one side of Kittie’s trench coat and Kittie playfully slaps her hand away. Fantasia goes for the other side with the same result. Kittie takes a few steps back, resting against Jamie. She throws the jacket wide open, and drops it to the floor to show off a modified version of her ring attire. A black bikini top, sporting bondage rings, and the bottoms matching. The straps that she typically adorns link the two together, as well as the leg pieces drifting against the ground. Two wallet chains on each side complete her ensemble. The two sins strut around the ring, gathering their own cheers. As they come back around, the cat calls start throughout the crowd. They high five each other before returning to the competition.

Giani: Holy crap, bro… Your girl turned it out tonight. Suddenly I’m craving punk girl…

Jamie: That’s my wife you’re talkin’ about… You don’t have to stop ha ha! But what about the Sin of Lust? I am beginning to see why she got that name. Now let’s see what Odette Ryder’s hiding…

After Jamie announces that it is Odette’s turn to strip down to her swimsuit she steps out from the line-up of bombshells. As the cheesy stripping music cues again Odette playfully tugs at the black laces, pulling her right hand out first the bow comes undone, shaking the sleeves down off her shoulders Odette lets the pink robe effortlessly fall to the floor. A mixed reaction is heard from the crowd as underneath the first robe was another shorter blue one. Shaking her index finger as if to say no Odette licked her glossed lips.

Jamie: Classic Odette always the tease. But hey, no one’s complaining.

Giani: I sure as hell ain’t gonna. Take your time there.

Smirking wildly Odette grabbed the hem of the blue robe and teasingly pulled it up slowly over her famous assets turning side on Odette shook her ass from side to side. Turning back to face the ropes she slowly undid the bow before gradually sliding the silk down her right shoulder exposing her bare skin Odette teasingly did the same to the left hand side. Ripping the robe open Odette quickly discarded it throwing it to the ring canvas. Raising her right hand up in the air Odette jumped for joy as the fans seemed to enjoy what they were seeing. Her toned body was barely covered by a short pair of light silver bikini bottoms that were sprinkled with Swarovski crystals. Her breasts wear barely covered by an even smaller matching triangle bikini top that basically just covered her nipples. After treating the fans a few dance moves and twirls Odette returned to her spot in the line-up soaking in all the glares from her fellow bombshells.

Jamie: Does that even count as a swimsuit? I don’t know whether to thank her, or disqualify her…

Jamie smirks at Odette, letting her know he was teasing her. It is now time for Carly to show what she has underneath. Carly of course loves to be a tease like her tag team partner. So first she removes her shorts . Unbuttoning them with a smirk and sliding them down revealing a pair of black lace booty shorts on. The guys hoot and holler. Carly smiles and slowly unbuttons her jacket. She reveals what looks to be a New Orleans saints biniki top. But it is painted on. There are two Fleur-de-lis pasted onto her nipples. Carly smiles and drop the jacket with a smirk. Everyone is hollering for the blonde beauty.

Giani: Now THAT’S what I’m talkin’ bout… Fuhgeddaboudit! Carly’s got it goin on, bro!

Jamie: Right? Schwing! Next, we’re about to see what this X-Treme babe’s got under her towel. Careful, because she’s got a license to conceal, but we wanna see you reveal!

Jamie points over to Vixen to pumps the crowd up a bit. She steps dead center of the ring and then tugs at the towel a bit. Grabbing each end, Vixen opens the towel to reveal a pale blue bikini with silvery chains holding it closed. Playing to the crowd, Vixen basks in the cheers before moving to join the rest of the bombshells in the ring.

Jamie: Bam! There it is folks! Let’s hear it for Vixen!

Vixen pumps up the crowd even more as she shows off her swimwear. She returns back to the bombshells as Jamie and Giani confer once more. They nod their heads and then look over toward Karina Koji.

Jamie: Now let’s see what the “better” Koji’s got under that hoodie…

As Karina is approached, she wields her bat. Jamie and Giani hold up their hands in a sort of surrender. Jamie talks to her briefly as she shakes her head. Giani gets a little closer and she plants a kiss on his cheek and a smile before dropping her hoodie to the ground. She shows off an extremely revealing purple bikini, and most of her upper body is covered in tattoos. The crowd goes wild as she struts around the ring for all to see. She holds the bat high in the air as she comes back around to the contestants.

Jamie: Sorry, I have to admit… She’s got two BIG reasons why she really is the better Koji. Three if you count the bat? You know, I…

Suddenly, Jamie is interrupted as the lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of Dethklok's 'Black Fire Upon Us. On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the three flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness.

The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident. Gothika, Darknyss and Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around with smirks on their faces before the lights come up completely. They're dressed in what looks like a short black toga, a sarong, and a black satin robe. Raynin has on the sarong and a pair of 4 inch black patent leather pumps, while Gothika has on the toga and a pair of black platform leather boots that go up to above the knee, and Darknyss is wearing the robe and a pair of silver strappy sandals. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air.

Gothika, Raynin and Darknyss come back to the center of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring.

Darknyss stops at the center of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around opposite sides of the ring. Gothika slides under the bottom rope as Darknyss climbs up onto the edge of the apron and steps through the second rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and ducks between the middle and bottom rope.

Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Darknyss stands in the center of the ring, pointing at them and talking junk to the crowd, nodding. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and stand beside Darknyss, waiting for the stagehand to give them a microphone. Raynin takes the mic and brings it to her lips.

Raynin:Well well well... Here we are, once again being subjected to another aspect of the Bombshell Division that is so typical. It's always a fashion show, or a beauty contest. While we normally frown upon these kinds of petty showings of T & A, we Angels of the Fallen are not ones to back down from a challenge of anytime or be bested by those who clearly have no idea of the terms class... dignity... or...

She looks at the competition and shakes her head chuckling.

Raynin: Or fashion sense.

Darknyss takes the mic from Raynin and brings it to her lips.

Darknyss: That's right. I think it's time for us to show these little girls how true Bombshells do it for a Swimsuit contest...

Darknyss snaps her fingers, and Beyonce's 'Run the World' starts to play over the P.A. and motions for everyone to step back as Raynin steps into the center of the ring and starts to dance seductively in a manner we wouldn't expect from the normally serious young woman. She's swinging her hips and tossing around her long loose hair, the waves flying everywhere. She reaches up to the top of her sarong, untying it and playfully the top of it around as if she's about to reveal what she's wearing underneath it, then suddenly does a spinning split kick, her leg going vertical into the air as her head drops down to her knee and as she comes up, the sarong has been removed from her body and is tossed high into the air to reveal a strapless black and silver striped bandeau bikini top and a low rise two toned swimskirt with splits up to the hips. She continues dancing as the crowd starts to get excited, with catcalls and cheers. She then hops up on the turnbuckle and starts trying to hype up the crowd for a better reaction, talking junk and gesturing at her body with a confident smirk. She climbs back down and walks to the center of the ring and bows before she motions to her friend, Gothika to take the stage as the music continues to play.

Gothika struts to the center of the stage like she's stomping a catwalk and spins confidently giving slamming and stunning beauty face. She suddenly drops into a chinese splits right where she's standing and does a tiger like crawl with her hands before sliding up to her knees and reaching up to pull the bow on the shoulder of the toga and letting it fall to the ground. She stays there on her knees in a black leather bikini. The halter is a string of rhinestones that attach to a gather in the center of the cleavage, and the stones continue under the bottom and around the band. The chain of rhinestones splits off into 2 and attach to a chain that settles around her hips. The matching leather high cut briefs bottoms hug her curves as she bares her fangs to the crowd and hisses before she stands slowly and walks around, pointing out to the crowd as they give their reactions.

Jamie motions for the music to stop and brings the mic to his lips and claps slowly.

Jamie:Wow... That's just great. Let's hear it for The Fallen ladies and gentlemen, especially my tag team partner later tonight!

Darknyss brings the mic to her lips and holds up her hand, waving her finger at him.

Darknyss: Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa! Hang on there a second... You've seen the others... you've seen what the Rebellious One and the Vampyric Angel have to offer... but now it's time to see the Angel of the Darkk in all of her glory!

Jamie is about to speak but then the other Bombshells all start to get loud about it. Angelica steps up to Jamie and pulls the mic from him and brings it to her lips.

Angelica: Now just wait a damned minute! We can understand Gothika and Raynin being in this competition, but this is for Bombshells only!!

Darknyss looks around and shrugs.

Darknyss:I don't get what you're talking about Angelica. This is a Swimsuit Contest for Bombshells, and I'm a part of the Bombshell Division.

Angelica steps up towards the larger woman, rolls her eyes and waves her finger at Darknyss.

Angelica:You just don't get it... This is a competition for Bombshells... Not ManBearPigs!!"

Darknyss throws her head back and laughs, pointing at Angelica, who is laughing and nodding to everyone else, and when she turns back around, Darknyss suddenly holds her hand up right in her face making a squealing sound like breaks being locked on a car.

Darknyss:EEERRREEE!! Stop ya hatin'! You can say what you want, but what I've got to show is down home, corn fed, grade A prime... 100% all natural...

She looks Angelica up and down with a raised eyebrow and chuckles.

Darknyss:Unlike some out there... No additives, no fillers... no Silicone. So get ready. The category is... CHEESECAKE!!

Darknyss snaps her fingers once more, and the music starts up again. She tosses Jamie the mic and uses her hip to bump Angelica out of the way, sending her flying towards Jamie as the Angel of the Darkk steps out into the center of the ring. She swings her hips, and tosses her hair around, using her hair to move it around seductively as she plays with the tie of the robe with her other hand. She unties the robe and holds it closed as she continues to dance, swinging her hips as she drops it like it's hot and brings it back up again. As the bass kicks, she stops dead center in the middle of the ring, legs spread slightly and whips open the robe to reveal one of the skimpiest bikinis of the night, leaving no guess as to if she's male or female. It literally looks like four purple stars with silver glitter on them, being held together by rhinestone chains. The two larger stars are on the lower part of the body, one in the front and one in the back. Three rows of rhinestone chains wrap around her hips and waist. The stars on her large breasts are barely covering anything, and there's a single chain of rhinestones going around her neck and one around her back. What's keeping those stars in place, no one knows as she continues to dance, shaking everything her Momma gave her.

When she's finally done, she bows to the crowd slightly and walks over to Jamie and takes back the mic, grinning to Angelica who is looking at her shocked.

Darknyss: Aww, not what you were expecting was it. I've always said don't let the smooth taste fool ya. Now you know who the true Bombshells are.

She hands the mic back to Jamie who is still standing there with a dumbfounded look on his face. He blinks a couple of times and then confers with Giani. They both shrug their shoulders and nod. Raynin looks over to Viper, and the two lock eyes. Raynin simply nods her head in the affirmative, causing a pop from the crowd as she points to Viper.

“Whoa, whoa, whoa! Hold on a minute!”

Everyone in the ring now look towards the backstage entrance, where Misty is now standing with the Bombshell Championship draped over her shoulder, and has a microphone in hand. The crowd boos her, but she looks around at everyone, an arrogant smile on her face.

Misty: Obviously Mark Ward wasn’t smart enough to tell those two dumbass security guards to stay by the door the rest of the night, and it was just too easy to sneak back in. I just HAD to be here, because this trash we have in the ring..

Misty points to everyone with a disgusted look on her face.

Misty: …needs to be dealt with. It was only a matter of time until this happened here in SCW, but with a boss like Mark Ward, it should come as no surprise, right? I’m just shocked that Christian Underwood agreed to let this happen.

The fans to continue to boo Misty, and she starts to grow increasingly frustrated and annoyed.

Misty: This is not what you people pay to see! This is not what SCW Bombshells are supposed to do! We’re supposed to KICK ass…Not show it off! Are you people honestly telling me you would rather your time and money be wasted on SWIMSUIT CONTESTS, and not seeing two women beat the hell out of each other?!

The men in the crowd cheer and whistle, giving Misty their answer. She throws a fit as she stands at the entrance.

Jamie: Aaaaannnyway! B. Soldier, let’s see what kinda firepower you are packin’!

Bianca is about to remove her robe, just barely hanging onto it, but Misty stops them once again.

Misty: Did you just interrupt ME?!

Jamie looks at her, and places his forefinger and thumb on his chin as if contemplating the answer.

Jamie: Uhhh…yep!

Jamie then turns his attention back to Bianca, and he points to her signaling her to continue. She slowly lets her hand off of the ribbon. Once the robe falls open, the crowd explodes. She's only wearing a black bikini for this contest, but she wears it well. Her tattoos bared, shows she's classy, but hardcore. Bianca reaches up and pulls the clip from her hair, letting the messy bun fall down the small of her back - her head leaned back she shakes it out, then whips her head around in a circle and bends at the waist as her hair falls over the front. Her back a perfect curvature ending in a rounded behind. She flips her head to the side, finding his gaze again, running a hand over her thigh and grinning. Letting her head loll forward again, she flips her head back - removing her hair from her face and coming to stand upright again. Winking at Jamie, she sticks her middle fingers down the front of her bikini bottoms where her 'V' meets the band, sliding the front down just a little as she pushes out the muscles of her V so they're sticking out and prominent as a tease, then wiping her feet in Misty's direction. Her gaze turns toward the other female contestants with a disgusted look as she passes them. Taking her place with her hands on her hips.

Jamie: Now let’s find us a winner, broski!

Just as Jamie goes to announce the winner the males in attendance roar out with a mighty cheer as the camera pans over to Odette as she is seen removing her small bikini bottoms to reveal an even teenier tinier silver thong. As some of the other bombshells roll their eyes at Odette’s showing off, Brandi, Cookie, Carly and Kittie all share a quick high five. Winking to the camera man Odette blows him a kiss. Misty fumes at the top of the stage as she looks down at Odette’s stunt, and the fact that everyone is ignoring her.

Misty: You all make me sick! You know that?! You all are a bunch of wanna-be Bombshells, and the fact that any of you are participating in this embarrassment goes to show EXACTLY why none of you will EVER take this Bombshell title from me! Especially YOU, Vixen.

Misty points toward Vixen, grabbing her attention. Vixen walks over to the ropes, glaring at Misty and trash talking her. She points to the Bombshell Title, but Misty pats it with her hand, and looks at it with a smile.

Misty: Feel free to participate in as many swimsuit contests…bra and panties matches…jell-o wrestling matches…as you like, but you won’t do it as the Bombshell Champion. That’s a promise!

Vixen mouths the words ‘That title will be mine’ at Misty, but Misty just shakes her head. As she tosses the microphone down to the ground, and just as she turns around, Trish Newborn appears behind her, snatching the Bombshell title from Misty’s grasp, then hits her HARD over the head with it! Misty falls to the floor, and holds her forehead. Trish throws the title down on Misty, then stands over the Bombshell Champion, and yells “Payback is a bitch!”

Giani: Damn, these Bombshells know how to throw down. Maybe they could even give me some tips!!

Vixen has now exited the ring and heads toward the fallen champion, just as Misty is slowly getting back to her feet. Blood is trickling down her face, as the shot to the head cut her open. Vixen stalks Misty, who gets back to her feet, facing the backstage entrance. She doesn’t even grab her Bombshell Title as she takes a few steps forward. Vixen quietly takes a hold of the title, and waits for the right moment, when BAM!, she knocks Misty in the back of the head with the title, seemingly knocking her out cold!

Jamie: Daaaayum son! Vixen just did what the Staggs family has been wanting to do for several months now. We love Vixen, come on everybody, We Love Vixen!

The crowd starts the chant as Vixen kneels down over Misty, rolling her on to her back. Misty is out cold, but Vixen doesn’t care. She starts hitting Misty repeatedly over the head with hard lefts and rights. The fans cheer her on, and when she is finished, she grabs the Bombshell Title again, and raises it above her head, standing over a motionless Misty with a smile on her face. The crowd goes wild, as Vixen promises that the title will soon be hers.

Giani: Now THAT’S how a challenger sends a message to the champion. Just please don’t do that to this champion, hahahaha!

Just then, an altercation breaks out between Bianca and Carly. They shove each other a few times before Bianca spears Carly to the ground. Odette notices this, and immediately darts over to help her partner. The three bombshells go back and forth as the crowd cheers them on. Brandi and Carly bump into each other, and they begin shouting at each other. The two country gals go at it now, forcing Odette to look back and forth confused. She helps out her tag team partner. It isn’t long before Angelica and Veronica turn over and begin fighting with Kittie. They pull at her hair as Angelica pulls out a tube of lipstick. She smears it onto Kittie’s face until she knocks her head back into Veronica’s. She lunges forward with her feet, doubling Angelica over until Veronica hits a backward snapmare, gripping onto Kittie’s hair. Karina Koji comes over to help Kittie out, but Bianca heads her off. The two go back and forth for a moment until Brandi aids her friend. Fantasia tries to assist Kittie, but is taken out by the appearance of Rock Rose of the Freakettes. She darts over to Cookie and begins tussling with The Party Girls. Jamie and Giani step back into corners, looking stunned by this. They try to interject themselves, Jamie pulling Kittie off of Veronica, and Giani prying Angelica off of Cookie’s back. Viper stumbles into Raynin, who immediately shoves her back. The two go at each other, locking up and neither one is backing down. Jasmine looks around, trying to break up the three different fights going on, and she wraps her fingers in her hair. She tries to wave down security, and they come in full force. They storm the ring and slowly, but surely get everything under control. Each bombshell tries to get at their foes, but to no avail as they have begun to be ushered backstage. Jamie looks confused, and tries to look to Giani for advice. Giani shrugs his shoulders as Jamie gets a big grin on his face.

Jamie: We gotta figure out a winner for this, it’s only fair. So the winner of the Bombshell Swimsuit Contest is… Me! Giani! And the fans, for having witnessed a real life version of the Twitter Wars brought to life… @JamieStaggs1

Giani: @GianiDiLuca… Say, you should check out my latest tweet… It says “I just cold cocked the sonuvabitch who tried to cost me my Empire State Championship belt at BACW’s Last Rites”

Jamie looks confused as he tries to fumble for his phone. He looks back to Giani, and his eyes widen. Just then, Giani cracks him over the head with his title belt. He leans down and shouts into Jamie’s microphone, “Thank you for having me!” And with that, he makes his way to the back through all of the security. Ironically, the cheesy strip music leads us to the back.




Casey Williams storms backstage, looking for Jason Burnside after Casey saw the video clip of Jason attacking Spike Staggs earlier in the show, wanting revenge for both attacks, the one he just witnessed, and the one Jason did on him during the original contract signing. He sees different people and asks if they have seen him, and nobody has seen him. Casey gets to the parking lot and finds Jason there, waiting for Casey. Casey charges Jason, and hits him with a spear. Jason and Casey exchange blows. Casey then knocks Jason down with a low blow. Jason is laying there holding his privates

Casey:“How does that feel, you son of a bitch. How dare you lay your hands on my stable mate and I. That is it, I have had it with you. Time to put an end to this!”

Jason:"Screw you, you son of a bitch!"

Casey then sees a baseball bat in the back seat a car, goes and breaks the window, to get the bat, and hits Jason repeatedly and in different parts of the body. Casey then hits Jason one last time in the head, knocking him out cold. Casey then goes back to the car and pops the trunk, and places the bat in the passengers’ seat. He drags Jason over to the car, and puts him inside the trunk of the car. Casey then closes the trunk, and goes to the driver’s door, opens it back up and hotwires the car. He then sits in the driver’s seat, closes the door, and drives away from the arena and towards Lake Mohave. Casey arrives at Lake Mohave and you hear Jason banging on the trunk, and he’s screaming to be let out. Casey then grabs the baseball bat, wedges it between the gas pedal and the drivers’ seat as he exits the car, and the car goes into the lake. Onlookers call the police and say a car was just driven into the lake, as Casey heads back to Laughlin. As Casey heads back, he sees an ambulance heading down the road to the lake, and he stops for a minute to see what happens. When he turns around, the firefighters arrive and they get the car out of the water, and gets Jason out of the trunk and the ambulance takes Jason to the hospital.




Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing to the ring first, by way of Bucharest, Romania… He stands at 6 feet 5 inches, and weighed in at 255 pounds, he is… ALEKSEI KOJI!!!

"Wonderlust King" will start to play all throughout the area. Spotlights will hit the ramp and for a long moment they will stay in that position waiting for Aleksei to make his entrance. He does not appear to be coming. The spot lights start to search the crowd and find that Aleksei is in the audience having a drink. He starts to move through the crowd towards the ring. As he is about to climb over the rail he hands his flask to a nearby fan and then climbs in.

Justin Decent: And his opponent, hailing from Parts Unknown, he stands at 6 feet 1 inch and weighed in at 230 pounds, he is one half of the Sin City Wrestling Tag Team Champions… GABRIEL!!!

The opening chords to Nirvana’s “Come As You Are” starts to blast through the speakers, as the lights drop down. Flashing purple and blue lights flicker through the darkness as the words “You will believe…” covers the big screen. Smoke appears in the ring as the words on the screen changes to “… what I make you believe”. A flash of bright light jumps up from the middle of the ring, and Gabriel is seen standing already in the ring amongst the smoke and lights, wearing black leather pants and a black leather waistcoat, a long chain hanging from his neck, with a huge medallion with the letter G in a circle. He steps back, leaning back against the ropes, looking around the fans with an unfazed look across his face as he removes his jacket and lifting the heavy chain over his neck and hands it to the referee as the music stops.

DING! DING! DING!

VS
SINGLES MATCH

Koji looks over to one half of the SCW Tag Team Champions with a nod of respect. Gabriel returns it as the come to the center of the ring. The referee stands between them and then gives the official start. Both men step back a bit, sizing each other up as they circle one another. Gabriel goes for a quick lunge, but stops short as Aleksei prepares for it. Gabriel takes a few steps backward as they continue to circle one another.

Jason Adams: Looks like they are both trying to play the cat and mouse game. Now to figure out which one is the cat, and which is the mouse…

Belinda Simone: Judging by the very mysterious Gabriel and his ability to deceive his opponent, I would say he will lure Koji into thinking he is the cat, and then letting him know otherwise.

With the constant circling, Aleksei is caught off guard for the slightest of moments when Gabriel is suddenly behind him. He goes to swing backward, but Gabriel carries him back with a float over suplex, landing him hard against the mat. He bounces off of the ropes and then comes crashing down with a legdrop to the chest of Aleksei. He lifts his stunned opponent, and then whips him across the ring. As he rebounds, Gabriel goes for a back body drop, but Aleksei comes across hard with a kick to his chin. As he stumbles back, Aleksei lunges forward for a clothesline that levels Gabriel. The crowd cheers for the young party boy as he plays to them, leaping up in a quick display of celebration.

Belinda Simone: Both men are fan favorites in this bout, but I think Koji is just a small step ahead with the fans, and it is because of moves like that one.

Jason Adams: Nah, I think it’s because he promised to buy rounds if he wins tonight. Nevermind, I change my opinion…

The crowd cheers louder and louder until Aleksei turns into a hard Spinning Heel Kick that nearly knocks the taste out of his mouth. He holds onto his jaw as he spins around in a full circle. As he comes back, Gabriel hits a hard European Uppercut to Koji, and then moves behind him and plants him hard against the mat with a nearly perfect German Suplex that he hooks on for a pin.

Belinda Simone: We could be in for an early victory here from Gabriel.

1!

2!

Barely at the two count, Koji slips his shoulder off of the mat. As he rolls off and Gabriel gets up, Aleksei darts forward with a barrage of heavy punches and kicks on the slightly smaller Gabriel. He uses this to his advantage as he backs him into a corner. He hits a hard knee to the gut, and then sizes Gabriel up for a knife’s edge chop to his chest. The crowd echoes a resounding “oooh!” before Koji hits another. He looks around in satisfaction, nodding his head to the audience and their support.

Jason Adams: This guy sure knows how to deliver a chop. You could probably hear those outside of the building tonight!

Belinda Simone: I agree with you there, Jason. Is that a first? But, I think you are just trying to kiss up to Koji for the after party…

Jason Adams: Do you think it’s working?

With that distraction, Gabriel slips from out of the corner, holding onto his chest for a moment. He stands directly behind Koji before he even realizes that Gabe had escaped the corner. The crowd looks stunned as Gabriel wraps his arm around Koji’s throat and twists over with a spinning neckbreaker. It isn’t long before Gabriel drops an elbow down onto Koji, standing up and repeating the process quickly two more times. He drapes over Koji who is staring up at the ceiling almost seeming a bit confused as his brain is shaken. He is then dragged to his feet by the young magician and thrown over to the corner with precision. Gabriel looks around for a moment and then crashes into Koji with what is supposed to be a flying body splash, but Koji drops down quickly, causing Gabriel to collide with the top turnbuckle. He wastes no time this time around as he rolls Gabriel up into a schoolboy pin.

1!

1.5!

Belinda Simone: Excellent form, but the execution was just a bit premature, not even getting a two count from the party boy, Koji.

Jason Adams: There is a lot of determination in the eyes of the man willing to take on both members of Sinful Obsession if no one else takes up his offer for a partnership.

Before the second count, Gabriel kicks out. Koji grips onto his arms and lifts him up, shoving his head between his legs. He looks around quickly and then lifts Gabriel up into a powerbomb position. Gabriel flails to try getting free, even trying for a punch to Koji’s face. It is all for nothing as Koji sends him down to the mat in a maneuver that shakes the entire ring, and the building as the cheers are nearly deafening. Koji drops down for another pin.

1!

2!

2.75!

Gabriel gets his shoulders up just in the nick of time. The crowd cheers, however, since the match is continuing. Koji slaps his leg in just a bit of frustration before getting back up to his feet. He picks Gabriel up off of the mat and then flings him into the ropes. As he rebounds, Koji goes for a back body drop, but Gabriel lunges forward with a Flying Lariat that causes the young Koji to stumble backward. Gabriel bounces off of the ropes and comes forward, but Koji finally gets that back body drop he was seeking moments ago. Gabriel flops against the mat and rolls around holding his back. Koji darts over to the nearest corner and quickly climbs to the top. Koji looks around at the audience, getting them pumped up. As he turns around, Gabriel has made it to his feet. He clubs the party boy, causing him to fall split down the middle.

Jason Adams: This is the third time in this match that Aleksei Koji has been distracted with trying to please the audience. If he hopes to defeat Sinful Obsession, he’s got to focus his attention on the match more than the fans.

Belinda Simone: That is a mistake that could very well cost him tonight and at Into The Void. Crowd support is important, but in moderation.

Gabriel hooks the arm of Koji and climbs up to the second turnbuckle. Koji fights back with a jab to Gabriel’s face. He fires back, and then climbs to the top turnbuckle. The two men balance there, fighting back and forth with punches, until Gabriel gets the upper hand. He hooks his arm around Koji’s neck and then sets him up for a Superplex. Koji hooks his leg around Gabriel’s, nearly tripping the two up. He shoves Gabriel off, but Gabriel still has hold of Koji’s arm, and he swings him over in a mid-air armdrag that sends the crowd into a frenzy. Both men lay out on the ground for a moment, rolling around in their own forms of pain. The audience pulls behind both men, trying to coax them both up to their feet. They slowly work their way there, Aleksei getting there first. They exchange a few weary punches, both men a tad bit groggy. Aleksei gets the upper hand, sending a hard right, following it up with a swift left.

Belinda Simone: Koji is letting that drive to win kick in and take control. The determination is written all over his face.

Jason Adams: And every fist he delivers to Gabriel’s face as well.

Koji grabs onto Gabriel to send him into the ropes, but Gabriel falls to one knee. As he does, he tugs Koji forward with a shoulderbutt. Gabriel stands up and then drags Koji forward into another. This time, Koji follows it up with an offensive maneuver of his own, hitting an Axe Handle Smash across Gabriel’s back. He pulls him forward with a Belly-to-Back Suplex. He stands up, taking a deep breath as he stumbles back a few paces, leaning onto the turnbuckle to catch his breath. He shakes it off quickly and then darts forward, looking for an Elbow Smash, but Gabriel quickly moves out of the way. Koji holds onto his elbow as he rolls back up to his feet.

Belinda Simone: Oh, that one looked like it hurt. Gabriel is very good at playing on misdirection and playing opossum.

Jason Adams:It looks like these two are about to engage in a serious staredown. They both know that the end is near, and they are ready to fight for that victory.

He is there to see Gabriel coming toward him. He drops down, causing Gabriel to move over him. As Gabriel rebounds, Koji hooks an arm for a hip toss, but Gabriel reverses it into one of his own. Koji jabs Gabriel in the gut, and then he takes a swing forward. Gabriel ducks it and goes for a High Angle Suplex, but Koji lands on his feet. As Gabriel turns around, he has a surprised look on his face. Koji goes for a punch, but stops as Gabriel holds his hand up, asking for a moment. Koji looks a bit annoyed as Gabriel points to the side of Aleksei’s face. Koji bats at it as Gabriel shakes his hands. He reaches over and gently pulls out a quarter. Koji looks confused and then amazed. Gabriel smirks and then flicks it into the air. Koji reaches over and grabs it. As he gets a hold of it, Gabriel gets a boot to Koji’s gut. Before he has time to react, Gabriel hits the Face Buster.

Jason Adams: Did you see that? He just… He just distracted Aleksei with a magic trick and capitalized on the distraction.

Belinda Simone: There is that theme of focus for Koji. This time it could have just costed him the match.

Gabriel dashes over to the corner and then he leaps onto the top rope. He looks out into the audience with his arms spread out in a very showman’s display as he looks from side to side. He stands up straight on the top rope and then hits the Believe This! The crowd goes wild.

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2!

2.5!

3!

Justin Decent: Your winner via pinfall… GABRIEL!

The crowd, who many are fans with both men, cheer for the former SCW Champion & 1/2 of the current tag team champions as Gabriel gets his hand raised again in victory.

Simone: Well you have to take your hats off to Aleksei Koji giving Gabriel a run for his money this week.

Adams: What if your not wearing a hat do you need to steal someone else's to be able to take it off for the rookie?

Simone: Be serious Adam this was a huge test for Aleksei Koji. He goes from losing in a triple threat tables match for the SCW Roulette Championship to, in some points in this match seeming to have a victory over a former SCW Champion. That goes to show table matches almost never get you a definite winner as it shows us Gabriel is still dominant but now Aleksei has a preview of how the tag team title match may go at Into The Void

Adams: Ok so good he may have moved back up in the running for a shot at the SCW Roulette Championship but right now the only thing that matters is that he STILL does not have a partner for next week's In The Void Supershow. Is this match going to take place handicapped or does Sinful Obsession get a free show?

Gabriel holds up his SCW Tag Team Championship title smiling at Aleksei, who's now back up on his feet, with Gabriel's partner Despayre, along with Angel, starts to walk down to the ring to join his partner.

Simone: We have had, in professional wrestling, one person beat two before for tag team championships as after this showing who knows what Aleksei can pull off at Into The Void?

Adams: Never happened as Sinful Obsession was undefeated as AWA Heavyweight Tag Team Champions as they'll be the same in the SCW til they either leave or the belts get deactivated due to lack of competition.

Despayre has gotten a microphone as he's now in the ring.

Despayre: Where's your partner Aleksei? Angel say's you can't have a tag team without two people. Is your fan that lives in the camper with you Danny going to be your partner?

Aleksei looks steady but he's been through a hell of a battle as suddenly "Renagade" by Jay-Z & Eminem blare over the speakers.

Simone: What would they want out here? Viper can't challenge for the titles since she's a woman.

Adams: Maybe to shut them up Mark or Christian waived the rule for a match. Or hell maybe Sinful Obsession will get to use the freebirds rule where Kittie sub's for Gabriel for defense of the titles.

The HarKore Warriors run down to the ring as Gabriel, Despayre and Angel remain inside of the ring. Both Weapon-X and Viper have kendo sticks for protection as they are now in the ring but not looking at Aleksei glaring right in the faces of the champions. X picks up a microphone.

Weapon-X: Did ya miss us? You really think you have a open challenge RIGHT when the top tag team in ALL of professional wrestling joins SCW without us accepting it?

Despayre starts to yell out "No girls!! We don't fight girls!!" to which Viper moves to the side, while she has a look of unwillingness about it, as X has a smile on his face as he hands the microphone over to Aleksei.

Aleksei: Last time I checked I don't have any ovaries Despayre!!

The crowd goes crazy at what it appears as if has just happened but Aleksei drops the microphone as "Wonderlust King" by Gogol Bordello starts to play.

Simone: Wait a minute. Are Aleksei and Weapon-X teaming up to challenge for the SCW Tag Team Championship titles?

Adams: Ha!! There's no way these two are going to co-exist as a team. I bet this is something Mark & Christian cooked up to put X in a better mood but it's going to fail.

Simone: How can you say that? Aleksei found himself the most experianced tag team competator in ALL of SCW, hell one of the most experianced in all of the National Wrestling Alliance. They are clearly a odd couple but I think this is going to be a great match.

Sinful Obsession are slow clapping the decision, as if that is their acceptance of the challenge for the Supershow, as we fade out to commercial break.




Misty is seen backstage at the medic station as the finish applying a bandage to Misty’s forehead. She looks seriously annoyed as she bats them away. She looks around and then sighs, throwing her hands up in the air in pure frustration.

Misty: It’s just a cut, and you act like I’m dying… I’m fine, so just leave me alone already!

Misty stands up, pushing past the trainer and medic. She drapes both belts over her shoulder and then she begins walking down the hallway, shaking her head and muttering things under her breath. She rounds the corner and bumps into a stagehand.

Misty: What is it, Moron Day? Who hires these idiots?! How about you show some regard for the others around you, especially the more important ones like the only double champion in SCW.

Misty shakes her head as she moves forward and on down the hallway. The stagehands shrug their shoulders and then move along. Misty rounds another corner and opens the door to her locker room. As soon as she does, the image switches between a few different views rapidly. The clicking of a keyboard can be heard once again until it rests inside of her locker room. As soon as the door opens, Misty comes crashing inside and plops down on the couch in front of her. She eyeballs a bottled water in the ice tray, but something seems unsettling about that since the last time she had one…

Misty: At least that loser moved onto other people. He’s so freakin’ pathetic, I’m glad I dropped his worthless ass.

Distorted Voice: Oh, but he isn’t the only one that you dropped in your selfishness… You must begin to repent for your sin, Misty.

Just then, the door is heard locking from the outside. Misty gets up from the couch, thinking someone is messing with the knob, and she tries to get it open. At first she chuckles, but the more she tries, the angrier she gets. She begins pounding on the door.

Misty: Hey idiot! Someone’s in here! Hello? Double champion here!

She sighs and pulls her phone out to make a call to management, but she has no signal. She tosses the phone onto the couch and starts banging on the door again. She is cut off as the television screen flickers on as Misty tries to wrestle with the door to get it opened. The screen is taken over by the feed as it goes from black to a split screen surveillance shot of the perimeter of Spike’s family home. The outside is rather quiet at 8:46pm, but it quickly switches to the inside. Spike’s son, Tim, is sitting down at his computer quickly plugging away at the keys with metal music blaring into his ears. He reaches over and grabs his two liter of Mountain Dew and takes a swig before setting it back down with the cap off. He reads the screen and then quickly types again. The next angle is of Spike downstairs with Jamie and Kittie, Jamie and Kittie are playing a video game. Spike excuses himself. Once he is out of the room, Jamie and Kittie quickly seem to turn into two teenage kids, getting handsy. The view switches to the inside of Eden’s room, and then the surveillance feed quickly turns to a handheld camcorder. Eden is pulling just about every toy from her toy chest out into the open.

Distorted Voice: Eden… Eden, honey… Come and have a talk with me. I’m making a video tape.

The four year old giddily straightens up, trying to think of the most accurate way to be cute. She puts her hands behind her back and then begins happily giggling. She moves closer to the camera, eating up the attention like a real Staggs. She drops down to sit on the floor, looking up.

Distorted Voice: Why don’t you tell me how you are feeling today?

She stops and thinks about it for a minute, acting as if she doesn’t know if she should talk or not. She picks up one of her wrestling figures from the floor and begins making it kick slowly.

Eden: Ummm… Today at day care, Carrie kicked me in my knee, and… Ummm then Nick came up and told her that it wasn’t nice and we went to play on the swings. Miss Hannah showed us Cinderella too. I still like Alice in Wonderland better though.

Distorted Voice: Oh yeah? Well what do you think of your daddy being back home now? He won his match that he worked so hard for.

Eden looks a little bit confused, not understanding what that means. She puts the figure down on the ground and then picks up a random tea pot that makes pouring noises every time it is tipped over. She pours it into her mouth and then laughs. She sets it down and then gets up to her feet, looking right into the camera.

Eden: It’s good. I’m happy that daddy came back. He took us out for ice cream after dinner. I got chocolate sprinkles!

Distorted Voice: Who all do you want to say hi to?

Eden: Ummm… Daddy, Miss Hannah, Colby, Nick, Alexis, Timmy, Julie, Uncle Jamie and Tommy and Aunt Kittie, Uncle Erik, and Avery.

Distorted Voice: Well what about mommy?

Eden’s eyes sink down to the ground. She looks around for any distraction, showing the awkwardness even at her young age. She picks up a book and acts like she is reading it, except she is looking right into the camera. A bit of sadness is spotted in her eyes. She stops half way through the book and then she shrugs her shoulders.

Eden: Mommy left ummm about a year ago. Uncle Jamie said that she knocked off daddies nards. But I just saw her spit on him at the wedding and leave. I think she found a girlfriend instead of a daddy.

The distorted voice is heard chuckling from behind the camera. Eden, thinking she just cracked a joke, starts giggling too. She puts the book down and the sadness seems to disappear temporarily. She lets out a forced laugh to go along with it as she runs over to her bed and sits on the edge. The camera moves in closer.

Eden: Timmy said she’s never gonna see me again coz that’s what mommy’s do. He said that daddy makes it better, and that I’m not supposed to miss her.

A silence overtakes the room as Eden just stares at the camera. She blinks a few times before rolling over, her hand on her face as she lays on the bed.

Eden: Heh, you’re a baby coz you’re crying. Only babies cry, Timmy says. I’m four and I’m not a baby, I’m a big girl.

Distorted Voice: Um, yeah… Sorry… Is there anything that you want to say to your mommy?

Eden looks at the door and then back to the camera quickly. She scoots forward a few inches and then cups her hands over her mouth. She whispers aloud her message to her mommy.

Eden: Mommy, I love you and I miss you even though I’m not s’posed to. When you spit on your girlfriend and come home, we can make cake with sprinkles and we won’t have to play those damn video games. You can read me my bedtime stories and I will be good. Timmy and daddy too. Okay bye…

Just then, “My Last Breath” by Evanescence begins playing. The feed on the screen fades out after a message appears across the screen. It reads in big, bold white lettering “That’s not just for Spike… That’s for rubbing it in my fucking face all of these years you dreadful bitch…” Misty looks shocked with tears welling up in her eyes as the scene quickly sizzles out.




Aleksei is moving through the backstage area quickly muttering to himself. He reaches the door of Mark Wards office and knocks. He is still muttering in Romanian when the door opens. Before Mark can say hello Aleksei starts talking.

Aleksei: I saw the swim suit contest, which at first I thought was the best idea ever, but then I saw my sister. Before you do anything I need to bring up a few points.....ok first of all. She is a crazy woman. I don't mean crazy in a cute way, like I mean really nuts. She once tried to set me on fire...and she was only eight years old. Do you really want a crazy person running around here?

Mark considers Aleksei with an amused smile that Aleksei doesn't seem to notice.

Aleksei: And also, she is going to make my life miserable! She will never leave me alone! Already just the thought of her being here has me loosing focus...and ...and this is something I know you can appreciate...she will be a total cock block. She does it all the time. She finds the girls I want and tells them things....things that lead to me not getting laid...and if I am not getting laid Mark...well what is the point. I am guessing I will get nearly twenty percent less action with her around and that is something like one or two girls a week! and my third point...

Mark looks back into his office laughing a little bit at this but again Aleksei doesn't really seem to notice at first. Then he stops mid sentence looking at Mark and all at once it dawns on him.

Aleksei: She is in there with you, isn't she.

Karina Koji pops her head into view with a devious giggle. Mark takes a step back not wanting to be caught in the cross fire. Karina steps forward still in her hoody and still holding a bat in one hand.

Karina: Hello there big wolf! I was just signing the contract they offered me. Awww whats wrong. Don't look sooooo upset, you know its not good for you to worry. Don't you have a match to go loose.

Karina than reaches up, kisses him on the cheek and than giggles again. Aleksei stares at her, looks at Mark and then back at his sister. He marches way muttering again in Romanian




The camera’s view quickly switches over to catch a glimpse of Kittie walking down the hallway, still wearing her swimsuit from the contest just moments ago. She is brushing her hair after the hair pulling. The view switches to a surveillance camera on the ceiling. The fuzzy reception blurs for just a moment. Kittie stops for a moment, putting her brush into the pocket of her coat. She looks around for a moment before puffing her chest out. She tries to act tough, but she proceeds in an almost timidly slow fashion.

Distorted voice: Here Kittie, Kittie, Kittie… Heh heh hehhh…

As if hearing the voice herself, she stops and looks up into the surveillance camera and quickly moves along. A few seconds later, Kittie walks up to her locker room door and she goes to touch the door handle. As soon as she does, it shocks her and she jumps back, shaking her hand from the sudden pain. She quickly looks over her shoulder, studying her surroundings before kicking open her door. As she does, the lights flicker on without her touching anything. She stands there and immediately pulls out her phone. She tries to dial out, but there is no signal. It doesn’t take long before she looks all around her.

Kittie: WHAT THE HELL DO YOU WANT?

She backs up against the wall, shaking a bit as her chest heaves. The view switches to inside of the room. Kittie stands there, sweating a bit as she sinks down to a sitting position, holding her knees.

Kittie: I already said I was sorry… I ALREADY TOLD HIM I WAS SORRY! Leave me ALONE!

Kittie rocks back and forth like a scared little child. She hopes that her screams will have been heard, but she isn’t fortunate enough. Just then, she sees a few corn snakes slithering out of her room and she kicks away at them as the come toward her. Just then, a small motorized sound can be heard as an RC car drives forward in Kittie’s direction. Dragging behind it is a small package, and a card is tucked into the window. Kittie reaches in and rips open the card begrudgingly. It features a rose garden on the front, and she opens it up, reading it aloud.

Kittie: The one of Sin, whom I adore… A bit of kindness you implore? You were sneaky much like a snake, nothing but a selfish fake. Where were you when you were needed most? Right beside him, with friendship to boast. You left him oh so alone, but for this sin you have atoned. Once a dirty selfish cur, but back to the way things were. A shoulder to cry on, you did give. So it is you, and ONLY you whom I forgive

Distorted Voice: Signed, The Karmic One… with love.

Kittie sighs in relief as she leans forward to pick up the package. She rips off the wrapping, and then opens up the box to find something quite shocking. She reaches into the box and pulls out a picture very dear to her heart. It features the image of Kittie and deceased wrestler/former boyfriend, Apocalypse, along with Spike and Roxanne from their days in a stable in GCW. Underneath the photo is a purple rose. The scene cuts out as Kittie’s eyes start to well up.




Justin: The following contest is a mixed tag match, introducing first from St Louis, MO, weighing in at two hundred and forty five pounds, he is Jamie Staggs!

"Party Hard" by Andrew W.K. blasts through the speakers, causing the crowd to go into a frenzy. Wasting no time, Jamie shoves his way through the curtains. He raises his arms in the air, pumping up the fans before jogging sideways to the left side of the crowd. He leans back to get a shot with the fans cheering behind him, some pat him on the back. He then dashes over to the other side, slapping hands as hard as possible before jogging down the entrance ramp. He rushes up to the cameraman and purposely bangs his head against the lense before quickly working his way around the ring, playing around with the crowd. He darts up the ring steps, posing before entering the ring, and running all around the ring with airplane arms before stopping in the middle of the ring with one last pose.

Justin: And his partner, from Austin, Texas, weighing in at one hundred and forty five pounds, she is Raynin!

The lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of Dethklok's 'Black Fire Upon Us. On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the three flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness.

Tonight We Ride On Clouds Of Fire
We're Damned By Gods Our DETHS Conspired
We Fear No Mortals In These Worlds
The Gift We Give You Is Your Soul

Fly With Us Tonight
Fly With Us Tonight

The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident. Gothika, Darknyss and Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air.

The Sky
Will Break
Black Fire
Will Wake

Fly On Through The Night
We Built An Allience
Our Numbers Are Strong

We Gather
But We Don't Prey To Gods
What Fools What Lunitics
They Must Think Of Us

Gothika, Raynin and Darknyss come back to the center of the stage and pose once more before they start to walk down the ramp to the ring.

But Now We Must Fly
Beasts In The Night
Tragic In The Sky
Battlefield In Sight

Storm Gathers Strong
Cold Blackend Flame
Tell Us Our Future
Stories Of The Slain

Darknyss stops at the center of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around opposite sides of the ring. Gothika slides under the bottom rope as Darknyss climbs up onto the edge of the apron and steps through the second rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope.

Dangerous Creatures
Those That Oppose Us
Raped All Their Power
Bartered With Warlocks
Cheated The Demons
For Ancient Spells
The Blackened Fire
Waits To Consume Us

Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Darknyss stands in the center of the ring, pointing at them and talking junk to the crowd, nodding. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and stand beside Darknyss, waiting for the match to begin.

Justin: Now coming out to the ring, hailing from Tombestone, Arizona & weighting in at a combined weight of 410lbs this is "The Mistress of Justice" Viper & "The HarKore God" Weapon-X. As they are The HarKore Warriors!!!

"Renegade" by Jay-Z & Eminem start as the lights dim & the red lights come up on the entrance way in the classic red X's as we skip through Jay-Z's 1st verse to go to Eminem's 1st verse as light fog come to the entrance ramp.

"Since I'm in a position to talk to these kids and they listen I ain't no politician but I'll kick it with 'em a minute Cause see they call me a menace; and if the shoe fits I'll wear it But if it don't, then y'all'll swallow the truth grin and bear it"

Weapon-X comes out first as he has a kendo stick spinning as he feels strongly with those first words that were stated by the Detroit Rap Hero.

" Now who's these king of these rude ludicrous lucrative lyrics Who could inherit the title, put the youth in hysterics Usin his music to steer it, sharin his views and his merits But there's a huge interference - they're sayin you shouldn't hear it"

Pyro that sounds off like machine gun shots starting at the top of the rampway & going down towards the ring blares as Weapon-X tucks & rolls half way down the ramp as then he stands waiting as he points the kendo stick back at the entrance way waiting on his partner, not just in this match but also in life.

" Maybe it's hatred I spew, maybe it's food for the spirit Maybe it's beautiful music I made for you to just cherish But I'm debated disputed hated and viewed in America as a motherfuckin drug addict - like you didn't experiment?"

Viper comes out as wearing her kamono with "Mrs. Perfect" in red & black on the back as after she's on the top of the entrance ramp with a kendo stick in her right hand & as rose petals come down from the ceiling & into the crowd she blows a kiss across the stage which is her finisher taunt for the "Kiss of Death"

" Now now, that's when you start to stare at who's in the mirror and see yourself as a kid again, and you get embarrased And I got nothin to do but make you look stupid as parents You fuckin do-gooders - too bad you couldn't do good at marriage! (Ha ha!) "

Viper now tucks & rolls to meet up with her husband as they then exchange in a passionate kiss as then they walk together, as equals, the rest of the way to the ring.

" And do you have any clue what I had to do to get here I don't think you do so stay tuned and keep your ears glued to the stereo Cause here we go - he's {*Jigga joint Jigga-chk-Jigga*} And I'm the sinister, Mr. Kiss-My-Ass "

As The HarKore Warriors, which are both Hall of Famers due to their seperate singles careers in multiple promotions let alone as a team in the NSWA, get into the ring as their opponents bail out.

" it's just that I'm a...

[Em] RENEGADE! Never been afraid to say what's on my mind at, any given time of day Cause I'm a RENEGADE! Never been afraid to talk about anything (ANYTHING) anything (ANYTHING), RENEGADE!

[Jay] Never been afraid to say what's on my mind at, any given time of day Cause I'm a {RENEGADE} Never been afraid to holler about anything {anything?} Anything {ANYTHING!}"

The chorus play's one more time as most of the crowd is clearly behind the duo.

VS
MIXED TAG TEAM MATCH

Raynin and Viper look at each other as The Fallen, Weapon X and Jamie leave the ring

Simone: In the ring, we have two martial arts experts

Adams: This could be like a scene from Karate Kid.

Raynin throws a high kick towards Viper's head, but Viper puts up her arm and blocks the shot, Raynin tries a high kick with her left instead, which Viper blocks. As Viper blocks, she spins around with a flying spinning back kick but Raynin ducks it, Viper spins around three sixty and throws a punch towards Raynin, but Raynin catches her arm and flips her over with a judo flip and Viper lands on to her back. Raynin keeps hold of her arm and drops a leg across Viper's shoulder. Viper rolls over as Raynin tries to put on an arm lock and wiggles free, springing to her feet and throws a kick towards Raynin's chest. Raynin catches Viper's foot and stands up, holding on to Viper's foot. Raynin spins over and nails Viper with a dragon screw leg whip. Viper rolls over, holding her knee, and rolls on to her side, pulling herself up to her feet. As she stands up, Raynin lifts Viper up and nails her with a standing flapjack

Simone: Viper not having it all her own way agianst a former Bombshell champion

Viper uses the ropes to pull herself up. As Raynin moves towards her, Viper slams a hard kick to the side of Raynin's head, sending Raynin flying backwards

Adams: That's why she's called Viper Belinda, she can strike out of nowhere at any time

Raynin looks surprised as she hits the ground and Viper moves towards her, kicking her in the ribs. Raynin rolls to the ropes and holds on , pulling herself up the ropes, but Viper rains down forearms on the back of the former bombshell champion. As Raynin turns around, Viper hooks her up and lifts her over her shoulder with a quick snap suplex. Viper keeps hold of Raynin holding her in the suplex set up. Viper lifts Raynin up again and drops forward, dropping Raynin on her face. Viper pulls Raynin to her feet and lifts her up in a scoop slam position and drops Raynin down with a shoulder breaker, crashing Raynin against her knee. As Raynin lays down, Viper slaps on an armbar, pulling back. Raynin rolls over slightly and crashes a shot to Viper's head, followed by a second. Viper releases the hold and Raynin gets on her knees at the same time as Viper, and Viper slams a shot back at Raynin. Both get to their feet and Raynin nails Viper with a thrust kick, sending her flying across the ring and in to the corner. Weapon X reaches over and tags in. Jamie Staggs runs in the ring from the other side.

Simone: Staggs and Weapon X in now

Jamie quickly dives at X, nailing him with a clothesline, X gets to his feet and Jamie tries again, but X ducks down and catches Jamie with a neckbreaker. Jamie rolls over holding the back of his head, but Weapon-X drops down with a knee to the back of Jamie's head. Jamie gets on to his knees and tries to return to his feet but Weapon-X kicks Jamie in the gut before he can straighten up and drops Jamie down with an evenflow DDT. X goes for a cover

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Jamie kicks out!

Adams: No one ends a match so quick in SCW

Jamie gets to his feet but X grabs him in and lifts him up in a belly to belly suplex. Jamie crashes hard against the ground and uses the ropes to pull himself up. Jamie stumbles to the corner and X charges at him but Jamie moves out of the way, sending X crashing in to the turnbuckle. As X stumbles out, Jamie clobbers him on the back of the head with a forearm shot. Jamie hooks Weapon-X up and drops backwards with a Russian legsweep. Jamie quickly goes for the cover

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Weapon-X kicks out

Both men get to their feet and Weapon-X goes for the clothesline, but Jamie ducks and hooks up X's arm, and catching him with a floatover DDT. X rolls over gripping his head and Jamie gets to his feet, pulling X up by the mask. Jamie whips X off the ropes. Weapon X flies back off the ropes, Jamie ducks his head and X nails him with a swinging neckbreaker! Jamie rolls towards his corner, but X pulls him away, stomping on the back of Jamie's leg as he lifts it. Jamie holds the back of his leg, but X crosses Jamie's leg behind the other one and tries to put Jamie in a Texas Cloverleaf, but Jamie spins over, flipping X across the ring.

Simone: Who woulda thought Jamie had so much power in those little legs?

Jamie gets to his feet and X runs at him, but Jamie lifts him in the air and drops X across the top rope before stumbling over to his corner and tagging in Raynin. Viper runs in the other side of the ring and spears Raynin down before she can get at Viper

Adams: That's the excitement of mixed tag matches. Just because you was winning, doesn't mean you'll be winning five seconds after your partner gets in the ring

Viper nails Raynin with a right and pulls her back to her feet and whips Raynin in to the corner, Raynin hits hard and stumbles out, only to be met with a backhand chop across the chest. Raynin crashes hard and Viper looks towards the ropes. Viper starts to climb the ropes and waits, perched, waiting for Raynin to return to her feet. As she does, Viper leaps off the top with a high cross body, landing perfectly on Raynin.

Adams: Is that why she's known as Mrs Perfect?

Viper stays on top for the cover

1...
2...

Raynin rolls her over, pinning Viper down

1....
2....

Viper kicks out

Simone: Two near falls from two top athletes.

Raynin is the first back to her feet, but Viper grabs a hold of Raynin’s ankle, taking the former Bombshell champion down, and locking her in an ankle lock! Raynin refuses to give up, and back in their corner, Jamie is jumping up and down, getting the crowd riled up. Raynin manages to roll on to her back, nailing Viper with a hard boot to the gut. Viper stumbles back a bit, giving Raynin time to get back to her feet. Raynin nails Viper with a standing dropkick, causing Viper to tumble further back, and to the outside of the ring.

Meanwhile, Jamie Staggs has jumped down from the apron and starts interacting with the fans at ringside, even allowing one fan to snap a picture of the two. He grabs a couple nachos from another fan, shoving them into his mouth with a smile. On the opposite side of the ring, Viper has gotten back to her feet, as the ref begins the count.

1
2

Viper turns her attention to Jamie, who is still showing no interest in the match, and starts heading in his direction.

3
4

Raynin jumps out of the ring, and runs up behind Viper, hitting her in the back of the head. Raynin takes Viper by the head, and slams her head against the ring apron, then rolls her back in the ring. Raynin gets on to the ring apron, climbing to the top turnbuckle. She waits at the top of the turnbuckle, waiting for Viper to get back to her feet, and when the time is right, she leaps off, nailing Viper with a missile dropkick right to the face! Raynin goes for the cover.

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2..

Viper kicks outs!

Raynin slams her hand down in frustration, and her partner, Jamie Staggs, has now finally made it back to their corner. He doesn’t notice the large glob of nacho cheese at the corner of his mouth from snacking on the fans nachos.

Simone: I really have to wonder who Raynin pissed off in the hierarchy to get saddled with such an imecile for a partner!

Raynin grabs Viper and goes to send her into the ropes with an irish whip but Viper reverses it, and on the rebound, both women jump and collide in mid-air with dual high cross bodies!

Adams: Ooo! Mid-air collision!

Both femme fatales hit the canvas, hurt and clutching their stomachs in pain. Weapon-X reaches out, urging a tag! Jamie is stomping on the ring apron, rallying Raynina nd reaching for the same! Viper is the least afflicted and she somersaults over and tags Weapon-X! The crowd cheers as X jumps into the ring and as jamie starts in...

Simone: Wait, what the hell is he doing!?

Weapon-X does not go for Jamie but instead, grabs Raynin and lifts her up into the air and brings her crashing down with a rear waistlock suplex! The referee immediately calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Weapon-X looks mometarily confused and then closes his eyes, realizing what he just did!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the Har-Kore Warriors have been disqualifued for Weapon-X deliberately striking his female opponent! The winners of the match ... Raynin and Jamie Staggs!

The crowd is cheering and booing both as Weapon-X is holding his head in his hands as Viper shakes her head, her hands on her hips.

Simone: I don't think he deliberately did anything! Weapon-X and Viper are so used to intergender matches that I think it slipped his mind in the heat of the moment he was now allowed to compete against Raynin...

Adams: And it cost him and Viper a week before Into the Void!

Darknyss and Gothika are in the ring, checking on Raynin who is sitting up alright but clearly rattled by the bone jarring suplex maneuver of Weapon-X's. Jamie is hovering over her as well, clearly concerned. Weapon-X takes a step forward to check on her when Gothika blocks him and ...

Adams: Whoa! She just kneed him right in the Bojangles!

Gothika turns back to her teammate and Viper grabs her by the shoulder and spins her around. She has no time to do anything as Raynin leaps from her seated position and tackles Viper to the mat! The crowd is cheering wildly as the two women roll on the mat, swinging clubbing blows until Darknyss, Gothika, Jamie and Weapon-X pry the two hell cats apart!

Adams: Is it just me or did we just see a swell opening for a match at Into the Void?

Simone: That we did, Jason! That we did!




The scene cuts to the center of the ring, which has now been setup with a much fancier layout. The mat is now covered entirely with a red carpet and a large wooden table is set on top of it in the middle of the ring, with two large leather chairs on either side. Sitting atop of the table are two pens, each next to a stack of paper, presumably the contracts to be signed for the main event of SCW's next supercard, Into the Void, where Nick Jones will defend the SCW Heavyweight Championship against Jordan "PS" Williams.

"It ain't braggin' mutha f#cka if ya back it up!" A loud chorus of boos fills the arena as "Cocky" by Kid Rock blasts throughout. Moments later, Nick Jones walks out through the curtain dressed in a suit and with his SCW Heavyweight Championship around his waist, causing the boos to intensify. Just a moment after Nick walks out, he is followed by only one member of his entourage, his agent, Jimmy Mason. The two walk down the ramp and then go up the ring steps and climb into the ring. Nick grabs a microphone from the ring announcer and then he and Jimmy walk over next to the table setup in the middle of the ring. As Nick waits for his music to be cut and for the crowd to die down, he removes the title from around his waist and puts it over his shoulder, before beginning to speak.

Nick: Before I sign this little contract, there's a question that needs to be asked, but in the meantime, we're going to make sure this is all really on the up and up. Far too often people around this company have tried to screw me over, and we're going to make sure this isn't another one of those. So before I sign anything, my agent Jimmy here is going to give this contract a once over.

Nick motions over towards Jimmy, who sits down at the table setup and starts reading through one of the contracts laying there. Nick then turns back out towards the crowd and continues speaking.

Nick: So, of course, the question for the past week is why did I do what I did? Why did I make the decision to hand Jordan Williams the opportunity to compete for MY SCW Heavyweight Championship? Well it's rather simple, I did it to prove a point. I've already proven I'm better than Bruce Evans multiple times over, first beating him to become the #1 Contender and then again when he got his shot at my title. I just recently proved I was better than Rage, headlining SCW's last super-card against him and walking out still the reigning champion. And everyone already knows than I'm better than Bo Dreamwolf, the guy who couldn't even retain the freakin' Roulette championship belt, losing it to Matthew Kennedy, who couldn't even retain the belt against that walking pile of crap Casey Williams. So what did that leave? Jordan Williams, a man who you idiots in this crowd, you idiots sitting at the commentary table, and you idiots writing your little online wrestling blogs have been comparing me to for years and years now. Well the time has finally come to prove, once and for all, that I'm not just the better wrestler, but that there's no comparison whatsoever between your champion and that coattail-riding tag team loser.

The fans boo loudly at Nick's last comments as he just chuckles to himself.

Nick: Of course it all started because of a common friend, your fearless leader and the better, smarter and far more important of SCW's Co-Owners, the one and only "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward. For years, Jordan made his name by convincing Mark to stick with him in their silly little tag team, winning one tag title after another as Jordan sat back, trying not to get in the way while Mark carried them both to fame and glory far beyond what Jordan could have ever even imagined on his own before he met Mark. The difference is that I never have and never will need Mark for me to reign as the best this business has to offer. I didn't need to pair myself with him to get carried to a tag team title, from day one I stepped into that ring by myself, and I won my own titles without anyone else out there to save my ass and drag me to victory. That's why standing in front of you in this ring right now is the reigning champion while my opponent in a few weeks disappeared from the wrestling world the moment Mark realized Jordan was only holding him back and was ready to fly solo and realize his true potential. That only changed once Jordan got a call from fellow coattail-rider Spike Staggs, and together they tried to form their little group designed to rip-off what was made truly by famous worldwide by Mark and myself, and has proven to be absolutely nothing without us.

The fans boo only louder at these comments from Nick.

Nick: Boo all you like, but all their little NXT group has become is a who's who of career losers, grabbing second rate titles from second rate talent before losing them to more fellow losers. Meanwhile, yours truly has dominated the ranks of SCW all on my own, without the help of anyone.

Simone: Who does he think he's kidding?

Adams: What do you mean? He's not in a tag team or stable or anything.

Simone: You can't possibly be serious. I'm sure being best buddies with the co-owner and having a 5-man entourage at his beck and call haven't provided any help over the course of his SCW career, right?

Adams: Um... right?

Nick: So what other options was I left with? I wasn't going to let my good name, or the good name of Mark get sullied any more by being connected to this loser. I sure as hell knew he was never going to win that match last week on his own, so I did what I needed to do to make sure we finally got into the ring together, one on one. So you've got two weeks left Jordan, two weeks until everyone finally sees you for what you truly are. Two weeks until people you were a flash in the pan that died off years ago, that was carried around for years, in one company after another by whoever would have you. Two weeks until the man who has unfortunately been compared to your sorry ass, but you've managed to avoid stepping into the ring with for all of these years, shows the world what a true champion really looks like, and why when a mutual friend of ours, who knows so much about this business, was opening up his own company, it was me who he made sure he had standing next to him, and it was you who we could have cared less to have standing across the ring from him. Once our signatures are on these contracts, the talking will be all over, and it will be time to step into this ring and prove it all.

Nick then turns towards Jimmy, who has finished reading through the contract. Jimmy gives Nick a thumbs up as he responds.

Jimmy: You're good to go, baby!

With that, Nick grabs the contract and then a pen. He flips it to the last page and just before he's about to sign, Nick looks back out to the crowd to say one last thing.

Nick: The truth is Jordan, you're not too good for anyone, but sure as hell not me. You know why? It's simple, because I'm not cocky, I'm just...

Before Nick can say another word, and before he can put his signature onto the contract "Thugz Passion" by Tupac blast arena speakers. Nick completely freezes as the fans erupt into cheers as Jordan "PS" Williams comes out from the back curtain. As Jordan starts to come down the ramp, Nick drops the pen and contract and stands back up. Nick then passes his title belt off to Jimmy, proceeds to remove his suit jacket, passing it over to Jimmy as well, and then starts to roll up his sleeves on his shirt. As Jordan comes down the ramp, he slaps fives with the fans before he hits the bottom of the ramp and leaps right up onto the ring apron. Jordan then climbs in through the ring ropes and walks straight over to Nick, getting face to face with him. Jordan then turns his head and glares at Jimmy, who immediately stumbles back before hitting the ropes and immediately dropping down and retreating out of the ring. Jordan then walks right over to the table, grabs one of the contracts and pens, flips to the last page and signs it. Jordan then grabs the other contract, walks back over to Nick and shoves it and one of the pens right into Nick's chest. Nick grabs them as Jordan heads over to the ropes and reaches out and grabs a mic from the ring announcer. As Jordan walks back over towards Nick, he stands there staring at him for a few moments, not even speaking until Nick finally puts the contract back down onto the table, flips to the last page and signs it. With both contracts signed, Jordan smiles widely as the fans erupt into cheers. Jordan then raises the mic to his mouth and begins to speak.

Jordan: Nick, I gotta tell ya man, you are good at grasping at anything that makes you think you have an advantage over me. You wanna keep saying I was a tag team wrestler and riding on other people’s coattails, blah, blah, blah. Yet you leave out the part that you use Mark and your entourage to help you win because you can’t do it by yourself. Yes, I was apart of a couple tag teams in my career. But unlike anything you’ve ever did in your career, those tag teams were transcendent! They were legendary! It wasn’t riding someone else’s coattails, it was about a team…working together for one common goal of being the best team ever and I’ll be god damned if we didn’t because what those teams did is still talked about to this day!

The fans erupt into cheers at that statement.

Jordan: What have you done that will have people talking about and reminiscing for years to come, huh? I have left my finger prints on this business forever. From the guys I’ve trained to the guys that have done great things to the guys I have heavily influenced and trust me, there are a lot of them. But you’re also glossing over the fact that, while I have a decorated tag team history, I too am decorated singles competitor, being a two time World Heavyweight Champion, beating one of the best for that belt, the oft-mentioned Hot Stuff Mark Ward!

Simone: That was July 18th, 2002 in New York City.

Jordan: Among other singles titles, but I don’t need to defend my accomplishments to you or anyone else. So enough about the past Nick, let’s talk about the present. I told you a month or so ago leading up to the six man tag match that we were going to meet for that belt. And here we are. I’ll admit man, you are good. But we both know, I’m better. You’re undefeated in singles competition. But so am I. Everyone wants to know, who can beat the cocky SOB, Nick Jones. The answer is me!

The crowd cheers as Nick just shakes his head in disgust.

Jordan: So I heard you say that you wanted to face me, that’s why you stopped Bo from breaking up the pin. Nick, Nick, Nick. You are going to regret that decision, because I will beat you and there won’t be ANYTHING you or your little ass kissing entourage can do about it. Enjoy your last days with that belt, because after Into The Void, it’s coming back with me. Why?

Jordan gets right into Nick’s face.

Jordan says slowly: Because.. I’m.. too…

Jordan holds the mic up in the air and the crowd finishes off the quote: GOOD FOR YA!

Jordan smirks as he drops the microphone. Jordan goes to turn away but Nick grabs him by the arm and nails Jordan in the face with a right hand. Jordan then immediately fires right back with a right of his own and then the two start exchanging punches!

Adams: We’re getting a preview of our main event tonight!

Jordan starts getting the upper hand until Nick tackles Jordan to the ground, and starts hitting him with heavy rights. Nick gets up and immediately grabs his title belt. As Jordan gets to his feet Nick goes to hit Jordan with the belt but Jordan ducks it and immediately grabs Nick into a full nelson!

Simone: ATL Crusher!

Before Jordan can lock his fingers, Nick slithers out of the hold and rolls out of the ring.

Adams: Nick knew what was coming and quickly got out of Dodge!

Nick points at Jordan as Jordan begs him to come back in the ring. Jordan picks up the SCW Title and holds it over his head as a look of disdain covers Nick’s face! Nick wanting his belt back, slowly climbs onto the apron as Jordan lays the belt in the middle of the ring. Nick enters the ring and rushes Jordan and the two begin fighting again as security runs down to the ring. After several attempts, security finally pulls Nick and Jordan apart.

Simone: I can't believe what we're seeing! What a set up we're getting for...

"Unbelievable" suddenly interrupts over the sound system and the curtains atop the stage fly open and SCW Co-Owner Christian Underwood steps out and is greeted by a round of applause and cheers from the crowd on hand. The bitter struggle between Jordan and Nick in the hands of the security halts and they turn their attention to the boss standing and watching, one hand on his side and shaking his head in disbelief. Christian holds a microphone with his free hand and raises it to speak.

Christian: Wow. Just ... wow. You know, I had originally intended to be out here to host this entire thing from start to finish but then I thought, chaos equals ratings so why not take a step back and see what happens and boys ... you did not disappoint.

He smiles and the fans cheer. Only briefly does Nick and Jordan share a venomous glance toward one another before turning their attention back toward Christian.

Christian: Now, if I can ask you two little gentlemen to calm down before I'm forced to give you a time out? I need to address one or two issues just to avoid any confusion when we have our big championship match in two weeks. First off, Nick? You're full of... well, crap.

The crowd cheers and Nick frowns.

Christian: You actually have the nerve to tell everyone listening that you did all of this without any help or anything from anyone, what so ever?

Nick nods and mouths 'that's right'.

Christian: Nick, you wouldn't have gotten half as far in this place if your lips weren't so firmly attached to Mark's backside! And I stand to wonder if you'd have that stellar record of yours if nine times out of ten you didn't have the Goon Squad out there to protect you!

Nick struggles and shouts 'I don't know what you're talking about'!

Simone: Sure he doesn't.

Christian: I mean, seriously! All that butt kissing just now? Your nose is buried so far up Mark's ass you could smell what the man had for dinner! Every single time something goes wrong, you go running right to Mark! Whining, pleading -- him to make it all better! Now don't get me wrong; Mark is cool. If you get past the cocky, self righteous arrogance, he's actually a pretty good guy. You on the other hand... if you want to play games here and try to push your weight around?

Christian shrugs.

Christian: That's fine, but right now I'm feeling like pushing back and it concerns this big match you have with that man right there.

He points opposite Nick and Jordan just stares hard at him as the fans cheer for the challenger. Nick shakes his head and nods towards Jimmy who starts to speak up...

Christian: Oh will you shut the hell up? I didn't say I was going to change anything about your match! You are indeed right. The contract is solid. The match can't be changed. But...

Christian smiles and it does not bode well for Nick.

Christian: It can be added to.

The crowd starts to cheer and Nick looks at Jimmy who shrugs. Jordan listens attentively.

Christian: Oh don't worry gents. I won't ban Nick's back up plan from the ringside area. I'm not even adding a third or fourth party to this mix. The match stays one on one. All those guys you screwed with Nick? They'll get their shot at you, don't worry. I'll make sure of it. But for now, I'm thinking something more along the lines of safety. You see, with everything that could happen inside of the ring and out, I was thinking we need a little extra security precautions out there. you know, just to make sure nobody interferes where they're not wanted. So, I have booked a special ringside enforcer for this match.

Adams: Ringside enforcer?

"Slow Chemical" by Finger Eleven starts to play and the crowd immediately ignites in cheers! Nick shakes his head 'no' vehemently and the curtains fly open and Rage steps out and stares straight ahead at the two combatants! He sneers and shakes his head, then takes his place on Christian's right. Christian looks in the air, pondering.

Christian: Now what am I forgetting? Oh yeah! While Rage is busy making sure everything is on the up and up outside of the ring, we're going to need a little extra precaution inside. After all, a lot could happen when you have so much bad blood between champion and challenger, and we don't want either of you to go and end someone's career. So, I decided to give rage a hand and assign a special referee for the Heavyweight Championship match.

Simone: More?

Nick looks pale Jordan curious, and "Return To Innocence" by Enigma starts playing and the crowd keeps cheering! Nicks eyes close and he mouths 'fuck!' as Bo Dreamwolf steps out from the backstage area, wearing a striped referee's shirt. Bo holds his arms out and then steps up on Christian's left.

Christian: Jordan? No offense, but had Nick not stuck that big nose of his into that match last week, there's no guarantee that one of these two men wouldn't be in your place right now. They may not be able to be in the match itself, thanks to him, but they are going to have a role in it regardless. Hm, you know? Maybe I should see if Blaque Hart wants to be the time keeper.

Nick starts struggling again and he shouts 'no! NO! NO! NO!'...

Christian: Oh, Nick? I assume after this is all said and done, the first thing you plan on doing is running to Mark and protest and try to get him to change what I just did but...

Christian smiles and shakes his head.

Christian: Hate to break it to you sunshine, but when I came up with Bo as the referee, it was Mark's idea to have Rage there as well. So Champ, you're stuck with it!

Christian looks at the two men at his sides and nods and they turn and walk back behind the curtains. Christian salutes Jordan and Nick and then follows their lead, disappearing backstage as the show fades out.




THANK YOU: To Chris, Mark, Erik, Aleksei, Mete, Tom, Maggie, Casey, Matthew Kennedy, Odette, Bianca, Weapon X, Vixen, Carly, Ro, and Giani. Also to Lucas Darby for the graphics. A big thank you also to our roleplayers, without you guys, we wouldn't do this.