Climax Control

The crowd is alive with energy inside of the University of Santa Marta, in Santa Marta, Colombia. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites. The energy is at an obvious fever pitch when Justin Decent, standing inside of the ring alongside famed Columbian singer, Shakira.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of Christian Underwood, Mark Ward, and everyone in Sin City Wrestling, we would like to welcome you to the famed University of Santa Marta, Santa Marta, Colombia for Climax Control!

The fans in attendance cheer!

Justin: Now to sing the Columbian National Anthem, please help me welcome ... Shakira!

The fans are on their feet, cheering the famed Paragian recording artist! Justin passes the house microphone to her and as the music begins to play, Shakira opens the show...

Shakira: Oh gloria inmarcesible !
Oh Jbilo inmortal !
En surcos de dolores
El bien germina ya !

Ces la horrible noche ! la libertad sublime
derrama las auroras de su invencible luz.
La humanidad entera, que entre cadenas gime,
comprende las palabras del que muri en la cruz.

Independencia grita el mundo americano;
se baa en sangre de hroes la tierra de Coln.
Pero este gran principio: el Rey no es soberano,
resuena, y los que sufren bendicen su pasin.

Del Orinoco el cauce se colma de despojos;
de sangre y llanto un ro se mira all correr.
En Brbula no saben las almas ni los ojos,
si admiracin o espanto sentir o padecer.

A orillas del caribe hambriento un pueblo lucha,
Horrores prefiriendo a prfida salud.
Oh, s de Cartagena la abnegacin es mucha,
y escombros de la muerte desprecia su virtud.

De Boyac en los campos el genio de la gloria
con cada espiga un hroe invicto coron.
Soldados sin coraza ganaron la victoria;
su varonil aliento de escudo les sirvi.

Bolivar cruza el Ande que riega dos ocanos;
espadas cual centellas fulguran en junn.
Centauros indomables descienden a los llanos,
y empieza a presentirse de la epopeya el fin.

La trompa victoriosa en Ayacucho truena;
y en cada triunfo crece su formidable son.
En su expansivo empuje la libertad se estrena,
del cielo americano formando un pabelln.

La virgen sus cabellos arranca en agona
y de su amor viuda los cuelga del ciprs.
Lamenta su esperanza que cubre loza fra,
pero glorioso orgullo circunda su alba tez.

La patria as se forma termpilas brotando;
constelacin de cclopes su noche ilumin.
La flor estremecida, mortal el viento hallando,
debajo los laureles seguridad busc.

Mas no es completa gloria vencer en la batalla,
que el brazo que combate lo anima la verdad.
La independencia sola al gran clamor no acalla;
si el sol alumbra a todos, justicia es libertad.

Del hombre los derechos Nario predicando,
el alma de la lucha proftico ense.
Ricaurte en San Mateo en tomos volando,
deber antes que vida con llamas escribi

The song ends and the crowd cheers! Shakira smiles and takes a bow before she passes the house mic back to the hands of Justin Decent and is assisted from the ring as the show is set to begin!

Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone...

Adams: And I'm excited! I'm in the clouds! I'm absolutely silly! We missed out on that babe match opening things up last week, so we're going to get to see it FINALLY this week!

Simone: Jason?

Adams: Yo?

Simone: They missed their flights again?

Adams: .... What?

Simone: Plus they didn't shoot their scheduled promos.

Adams: What exactly are you trying to tell me, Bel?

Simone: That the women's match you were looking forward to isn't going to be happening?

Jason throws the papers on the desk up into the air in frustration and sulks.

Simone: well while my broadcast partner works a really good sulk out of his system, the opening match this week will now be a tag team match featuring the returning Guns For Hire taking on the former World Tag Champions, R.O.A.R.!

Adams: Dress it up all you like, it's still not too babes duking it out.

Simone: Sorry Jason, you'll just have to be brave about it.

Adams: And I suppose seeing Simon Jones take on Joshua Acquin is supposed to make me feel better? Nope! It ain't happening!

Simone: Then how about the fact we have Alexis Edwards taking on Roxi Johnson in singles action?

Adams: Suddenly I feel all a quiver.

Simone: I thought that might be the case. Plus Mercedes Vargas will be taking on Crystal Hilton...

Adams: Another match featuring those bodacious bombshells!? What could be better than - HOLD ON! A tag team match!?

Simone: Yes indeed as we have two champions taking on their respective challengers when Lucy Seraphina and Melanie Gabrielle compete against Amy Marshall and Candy Overton!

Adams: The Bombshells are running rampant tonight!

Simone: And then we bring things to a close as we head toward High Stakes V with championship action as the Roulette Champion Goth puts the gold on the line against Connor Murphy!

Adams: No more Bombshell matches?

Simone: Sorry Jason.

Adams: Pttthhhh!




Cameras go backstage with a man sitting somewhere that looks like to be backstage of the arena with a title on his shoulder. As soon as there was light, it happens to be Lord Raab as he looks towards the camera and he thinks of what happened last week mainly with Drake Green, his participation in the intercompany event and also Goth's match against Connor Murphy as he begins to speak.

Lord Raab: "So last week after I've destroyed the Rapist who learned his lesson on not using that name ever again, Drake Green attacks me and picks up my title. OK Drake Green, you want to face me for my SCW World title? Fine, you got me at High Stakes V Supershow. You may have attacked me after my match, but will you be able to give me a brutal beating to win the title from me?"

Raab smirks a little bit as he knew he was gonna defend the title against someone, although he'd rather have Casey Williams or Brother Grimm, but Raab knew they haven't really done anything impressive in the ring and Simon Jones sets his sights on the tag titles as Raab continues to speak.

Lord Raab: "Not for a second you'd even attempt to beat the life out of me because you play wrestling far too safe like my stupid twin brother does. Hell, you was too busy making movies and it only took Christian to resign you because Mark Ward himself finds you to be an annoying pest to the business. So you want the title? You got to beat me for it like Sean Jackson failed to do last week. I actually demand this match between us to be an hardcore rules type match for my title on the line. I'm sick and tired of these one on one matches, missing the vital part of the violence I want to have in my matches."

If there's one thing Raab really hated about being the SCW World title, it's the hinderance of letting out his violent wrestling style with weapons involved as he turns his attention to the upcoming match he has in an intercompany event tomorrow night as he speaks on it.

Lord Raab: "You can't say I don't care about SCW Drake because unlike Kain who was too scared of fighting against other wrestlers around the world, I'm not and I only found out on Thursday that I'm gonna be wrestling against a guy who also was a double title holder in a company I'm wrestling in called Fight One, James Edwards. You see, he's pretty stupid to forget about my achievements I've done in this company, but I'm gonna make sure I make this company proud by beating the shit out of James and win the match for SCW. Tune into Fight One's Enemy Territory PPV tomorrow night on TV or come to Lowell, Massachusetts to witness the German monster's beatings on their PPV and see you're SCW World Champion prove why he is when he wins by either submission or by pinfall."

As Raab sits on the floor, he rocks backwards and forwards on the excitement of himself wrestling tomorrow night against James Edwards and he speaks on Goth's match tonight against Connor Murphy.

Lord Raab: "I also came here tonight to witness Goth rip the shreds out of Connor and I reckon this is gonna be a brutal match for Goth's Roulette title that he'll have no problems retaining, but it's gonna tear the whole house down of this arena of the amount of weapon and violence hitting action between the two, but I'm not gonna wish Goth the best of luck because I have confidence in him beating Connor with no problems, even with his stupid team. Go and use that anger towards him Goth, making him pay for what he's done to you in the past."

Raab chuckles as he still sits on the floor with his title on his lap as the cameras then switch back to ringside area with the next match taking place right now with the ring announcer ready to announce the next set of wrestlers to wrestle tonight on Climax Control.




Christian Underwood is again seen before the SCW backdrop in the backstage hall..

Christian: A few weeks ago, I had the unfortunate task of announcing that due to uunforseen circumstances, the reigning World Tag Team Champions were stripped of their titles and the belts have been declared vacant. Since then, Mark and I have been asked by virtually everyone what would be done to fill the championship vacancy. Would we have a tournament? Would we hold a dual Ladder match? Well, we decided that both of those options have been done before, so to better fill the championship vacancy, we would be doing something that we have never done before...

WORLD TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP VACANCY - FATAL FOURWAY
Guns For Hire vs the Surf Boys vs R.O.A.R. vs Flying Jetts




A video appears on the screen showing Sam Marlowe sitting behind a cupcake with a sparkler in it.

Sam Marlowe: I wish I could be there to do this in person but I am here at home getting ready for my next match but I wanted to say Happy birthday Hot Stuff, hope it is a great one!

Sam smiles as suddenly the camera swings around to focus on Cyn dressed in a white halter dress.

Sam Marlowe: Cyn, what are you doing?

Cyn Marlowe: Shush???

Cyn turns back to the camera.

Cyn Marlowe: Happy Birth???day to you???

Sam rolls her eyes from behind Cyn.

Cyn Marlowe: Happy Birth???day toooo you???Happy birthday Mister President???

Cyn kisses the air with a wink.

Cyn Marlowe: Happy Birth???day to youuuuuu???

Sam Marlowe waves as Cyn strikes a pose before the image goes to snow.




DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen the following match is a Tag Team Match!

Crowd: POP!

Justin: Introducing first???

A spotlight is shone on the ramp as Dark Tiger and Jeremiah stand on the ramp, and they head down the ring. The Fans go wild for them, and Jeremiah fist bumps with the fans.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen. Making their way to the ring, Being accompanied to the ring by Diamond, at a total combined weight of 535 lbs. ???Big Tiger??? Jeremiah Hardin, ???the Beast of Darkness??? Dark Tiger. They are Rebels on a Rampage, R.O.A.R.!!!!!

Dark Tiger steps over the ring ropes and Jeremiah lowers the ropes for Diamond as she enters and he enters the ring and they get in the ring, and Diamond rips off Jeremiah???s camo pants to reveal his wrestling gear and she kisses Jeremiah and she leaves the ring. Dark Tiger pats Jeremiah on the back as they wait on their opponents

Justin: And their opponents???

???The End??? by Roadrunner United begins to play as the houselights dim, Axel and Brody step out to a chorus of cheers, the two stand on the stage looking around at the audience.

Justin: At a combined weight of 516 pounds??????The Expendable??? Ethan Brody, L.A. Landon Axel???the returning???Guns For Hire!

After a moment they turn to one another, raising their arms up and slap hands as the two glare at one another, the two then step away and walk down the aisle way with Axel acknowledging the crowd more than Brody. Ethan steps up onto the ring apron while Axel climbs the steps and walks along the apron to the opposite apron, Brody steps in as Axel climbs the rungs of the turnbuckle and points out at the crowd with Brody standing near the ropes with his arms raised, Axel steps on the top rope and jumps into the ring.

The two men step into their assigned corner as the referee walks over to them as the music slowly fades away. Landon and Dark Tiger get set to start things off for their respective teams.

Adams: Here we go! We are underway!

DING! DING! DING!

Landon and Dark Tiger lock up immediately and the much bigger Axel pushes Dark Tiger back toward the corner and then shoves him flying into the turnbuckle.

Adams: What a display of force by the big man Landon Axel!

Following up, Axel charges into the corner and splashes much smaller Dark Tiger, who stumbles forward and then falls right to the ground, face first on to the logo. The big man picks Sebastian up off the mat and scoops him up, hitting him with a big body slam. He bounces off of the ropes and lands a big elbow and quickly covers up.

One!

Two!

Crowd: Three!

Simone: No! Dark Tiger kicks out!

Still laying on the mat, Landon picks Dark Tiger up and whips him into the ropes. As he comes back toward Axel, the big man hits him with hard clothesline that sends Sebastian tumbling through the air.

Adams: Holy snarkies! Did you see that?

Jeremiah Hardin is in the corner clamoring for Dark Tiger, trying to get the crowd involved. As Axel goes to grab Dark Tiger by the head he is met with fist in the gut, send the big man back a few steps. Seizing his opportunity, Sebastian runs up to Landon and dropkicks him in the face, which sends the big man down to the mat. Dark Tiger leans over and tags his partner Hardin who jumps up into the ring.

Simone: And the tag is made!

As Axel tries to get up he is stuck in the face with another dropkick, this time by Jeremiah Hardin. The former Tag Team Champion goes for a quick cover but the much stronger Landon Axel pushes him off almost immediately.

Adams: That didn???t work so well.

Jeremiah goes to work on the legs of Axel, grabbing them both and then kicking the inside of his knees. He bounces himself off of the ropes and then hits a big leg drop, and Landon looks hurt as Hardin gets up and shows off for the crowd a bit.

Crowd: POP!

Adams: I???m not sure which team this crowd likes more, Belinda.

Jeremiah Hardin bounces off the ropes one more time and then drops a standing splash on Landon Axel, hooking the leg after he makes contact.

One!

Two!

Adams: Another kickout by Landon Axel. He better try to make a tag soon of Guns For Hire could be in trouble here.

After Axel kicks out the two men get up at the same time and Axel lands another vicious clothesline out of nowhere, this time sending Jeremiah Hardin airborne.

Adams: Holy double snarkies!

Axel, seeing his opportunity, makes the tag to his partner Ethan Brody.

Simone: Finally Axel is able to get Ethan Brody involved in this match.

Brody slips in between the ropes and kicks Hardin in the face as he tries to get up and then taunts the crowd.

Crowd: POP!

Adams: They sure love Ethan Brody here in Colombia.

Brody picks Jeremiah Hardin up and sends him flying into the corner. Hardin bounces off of the ropes and stumbles toward the center of the ring where Ethan is standing. He grabs Hardin and hits him with a powerslam and then goes for the pin.

One!

Two!

Thr-

Adams: Jeremiah Hardin kicked out at the last second.

Drew Patton holds up two fingers and the match continues. Brody picks Jeremiah Hardin up off of the mat and goes to whip him into the corner again but Jeremiah reverses the whip sending Ethan into the opposite corner. He runs up and clotheslines Brody in the corner knocking his opponent down to mat. Jeremiah Hardin climbs to the second rope and signals to the crowd.

Crowd: POP!

Hardin hits Ethan with a slingshot splash and then goes for a cover.

One!

Two!

Thr-

Ethan kicks out just as Patton??? hand is about to drop the three count. A frustrated Jeremiah Hardin slaps his hands together three times, showing the referee his disapproval. He picks up Ethan by the head and walks him over to where his partner Dark Tiger is standing and makes the tag. Dark Tiger gets in the ring and together they send Brody into the ropes and double clothesline him.

Adams: Some teamwork by the former Champions.

Jeremiah Hardin leaves the ring and Dark Tiger goes to work on Ethan. He puts his head under his arm and lifts him high into the air in a vertical suplex and then sends him crashing down to the mat hard. He bounces off of the ropes and drops a knee right in his face. He goes to pull Ethan up but Brody hits him with a fist in the gut, sending Dark Tiger knees first on to the mat. Standing in front of the kneeling Dark Tiger, Ethan kicks him square in the face sending a loud SMACK through the arena.

Crowd: Oooh!

Ethan makes the tag to Landon Axel and the big man comes back inside the ring. He picks Dark Tiger up and hits him with a hard backbreaker. He tags Ethan in again and then sets Dark Tiger up in powerbomb position. He lifts him up high in the air as the former Champions get set for their signature maneuver.

Adams: Here is comes???GFH!

As Axel is in mid air and Brody is set up for his end of the move Jeremiah Hardin runs in to the ring.

Simone: SPEAR!

Adams: Jeremiah Hardin just speared Ethan Brody in half!

Both Ethan and Jeremiah fly through the top and middle ropes and down to ringside. Axel, confused by what just happened, tosses Dark Tiger down to the mat and Sebastian rolls out of the ring. Axel turns around to go after Jeremiah who is crawling back into the ring but someone sneaks out of the crowd.

Adams: Oh no!

Simone: It???s Samuel McPherson!

As Drew Patton checks on Ethan Brody to make sure he???s ok, McPherson jumps intot he ring.

Adams: Landon doesn???t see him! Turn around, LA! Turn around!

Axel turns around but right into McPherson???s hands around his neck. The Monstimal lifts him up high in the air and sends him crashing down t canvas with a nasty chokeslam. McPherson slips out of the ring and slowly walks up the ramp to a chorus of boos as Hardin climbs into the ring. Jeremiah, unaware of what just happened, crawls over to Landon and covers him up. Drew finally turns around and drops down for the count.

One!

Two!

Three!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Here our your winners???.Jeremiah Hardin and Dark Tiger!




The camera cuts backstage to a dressing room. We see a pair of black, spiked boots as the camera slowly works its way up to reveal Lyah Lindberg. Her hands are clasped and she???s mumbling to herself nervously.

Lyah: Okay, just be cool. Don???t say anything weird.

She walks around the bench in the dressing room and stops, looking down at her hands.

Lyah: Be yourself...wait, that could be bad.

She???s interrupted by a knock on the door, followed by someone entering. The door swings open and in walks Drake Green, wearing blue blazer over his ???One More Time??? t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. A huge smile pokes through his beard as he steps out of the way to reveal a stunning brunette standing behind him. She is wearing thick-rimmed black glasses and a tight ???ACW??? white t-shirt over a pair of jean shorts Her arms covered in tattoos, she smiles wide just like Drake when she sees Lyah.

Drake: Well Lyah...this is my sister Jenny.

Lyah walks over to the pair and sticks her hand out, which Jenny shakes. Lyah flashes a somewhat forced smile, shooting her glance from Drake back to Jenny.

Lyah: Jenny, Jenster...Jen, whats up? I???m Lyah...which Drake just said.

Lyah pulls her hand back and looks up at Drake.

Lyah: So are you sure you can???t stay with us? I mean, we could go to catering and share old embarrassing stories of you. That would be pretty bad-ass.

Jenny: It???s so awesome to finally meet you. And I was actually thinking about sticking around her for a couple of hours if that???s ok with you.

She looks back at Drake, as if for approval, and then looks back over at Lyah, still smiling.

Lyah: Yeah, you should stay. I???m going with Drake to deal with an annoying little worm named Mark Ward later, but until then we can all chill.

Lyah smirks up towards Drake who has an uncomfortable look on his face, as if he wants to say something.

Lyah: Um Drake, you aren???t a mute now are you?

He???s caught off guard a bit as he goes to respond to her.

Drake: Umm me? No. Why? I didn???t say anything.

Lyah: Dude, your sister wants to chill. I???m down, I wanna get to know her...I mean look at her, she???s you without the beard.

Lyah chuckles.

Lyah: But I think we need to talk to security, make sure someone watches her back when we confront Mark later. Wouldn???t want Jenny forced into signing a contract like me, right?

Drake again stutters a bit.

Drake: Well...I...I was thinking that maybe you could show her around backstage a bit? Or maybe just hang in here and chat a bit? I can grab you guys some beers.

Jenny: That???s cool with me, man.

Lyah glares at Drake, visibly annoyed.

Lyah: Dude, no offense Jenny, but Drake...it sounds like you???re trying to keep me away from the ring again.

She lifts her leg up and drops her boot onto the bench and smacks her knee.

Lyah: Look, its FINE...I???m not going to fall apart. Let me go kick some ass with you!

Drake: No not at all. I???m not kicking ass tonight anyway. The only reason I really came here tonight was to get this piece of paper signed. Really nothing. You guys should hang a bit. After tonight I was thinking the three of us would hop a plane down to Panama for a week or two before High Stakes. I think Freddy was coming down. He???s been dying to meet you too, Lyah.

Lyah: This person is dying to meet me, that person is dying to meet me. I need you to be real with me, you see me as some liability or something don???t you?

Not wanting to cause a scene around Jenny, Lyah remains calm in tone, but the look on her face shows her frustration.

Lyah: I didn???t sign with SCW to hop on flights and vacation, I???m here to kick ass. And who better than the slimy, grimy, stinky, ugly little worm, not Hot Stuff Mark Ward. Let me go out there with you, man. I know you didn???t come just to get some paper signed. Don???t treat me like a little girl, I???m not naive.

Jenny looks a little uncomfortable, as Lyah crosses her arms, still glaring at Drake. He turns to his sister, trying to diffuse the situation, before turning back to Lyah.

Drake: Can I talk to you for one second?

He puts his arms around Lindberg and the two walk to the corner of the room and Drake starts to whisper to her.

Drake: What are you doing?

Lyah: What do you mean? I just want to come to the ring with you. If anyone is attacking you again, they have to go through me first.

Before Drake can respond, Lyah pleads her case.

Lyah: Look, you???ve done more for me than anyone else. Let me do something for you. How many times do I have to tell you that I???m good, I won???t break. You???ve seen me in the ring for the last three weeks in training, I barely even feel the pain anymore.

Drake???s eyes trail off as if he???s thinking.

Lyah: Besides, you want to leave me with your sister? Can you say awkward? You know I???ll just weird her out, unintentionally of course. Do you want her to hate me?

He can???t help but chuckle.

Drake: Look, I know you???ve been training hard and if I was gonna be out there taking on the world I???d love to have you by my side. The truth???

He sort of glares at her, if only in a playful way.

Drake: ...is that I need to get something signed by the SCW staff and then we???re outta here, heading for the beach. I rented a sweet three bedroom bungalow and the place has a gym. It???s two weeks of hard training babe. Now...my sister flew all the way out here literally just to meet you...no other reason. My friend Freddy, the one I told you about from New York, is flying out here just to meet you, ok? If you and I are gonna have the future I want us to have...people are gonna want to meet you. Can you please just hang with her for like an hour? Pretty please?

He flashes a smile at her, as she inhales and exhales a deep breath, nodding her head.

Lyah: Fine, I???ll do it. I don???t know what so special about ME that people are flying here and stuff, but, why not. I guess its time to step out of my comfort zone a little.

Lyah looks back at Jenny and smirks.

Lyah: Yo, Jenny, feel like running around backstage and causing some trouble?

Jenny: Umm...sure???.

She flashes a look of concern over at Drake.

Drake: Give me one sec, Lyah.

Drake runs over and now puts his arm around Jenny and starts to whisper.

Drake: It???s just an hour, Jen. Just please promise me you???ll keep her in here until I get back.

Jenny: I already told you I would. But she looks like she could probably beat me up soo???

He cuts her off.

Drake: I???ve just got one thing to do...and we???re outta here???

Jenny: She???s cute.

Drake: I know.

Jenny: One hour, dude.

She holds up her pointer finger.

Drake: Just one???.maybe like an hour and a half.

She smiles.

Jenny: You???re a dick.

She pushes him off of her.

Jenny: So Lyah...you???ve got to tell me where you got those fucking boots.

The camera cuts out as Jenny walks toward Lyah and Drake slips out of the door.




The scene changes and we see Melanie Gabrielle in the Angel Clan???s locker room. Melanie had a gituar in her hand and she was strumming ???You got another thing coming??? by: Judas Priest. The door to locker room opens and Lucy Seraphina came in with a camera man.

Lucy: Alright found one. You ready to do this?

Mel nodded and Lucy walked over to her.

Melanie: So we heard that it???s ???Hot Stuff??? Mark Ward???s Birthday or soon to be. So us from the Angel Clan to you we???d like to gift you with this song. On three!

Lucy: One!

Melanie: Two!

Both: Three!

The opening notes of Happy Birthday was played and Lucy took in a breath.

Lucy: Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday to you! Happy Birthday Hot Stuff, happy birthday to you!

Mel finished and walked over to Lucy.

Both: Happy Birthday Hot Stuff!




The cameras switch backstage where Alexis Edwards is seen leaning against a wall. She has her hood pulled up over her head, hiding her long brunette locks. She has a cigarette in her mouth, and she takes in a deep puff just as Pussy Willow walks on to the scene. Pussy Willow sees her smoking and gets a disgusted look on her face.

PW: You know the polite thing to do would be to go outside if you???re going to slowly kill yourself. I???m sure I???m not the only one who doesn???t want to be exposed to that second hand smoke.

Alexis smirks and purposely exhales, blowing a lungful of smoke right in Pussy Willow???s face. Pussy Willow coughs and Alexis chuckles, proud of her ignorance.

Lex: I???m sorry, but when have I ever given off the impression that I care? I don???t see any signs saying we can???t smoke in here. I wanted a smoke, so I???m having one. You???re more than welcome to walk away if you don???t like it.

Pussy Willow shakes her head as she waves her hand in front of her face, trying to get the smell of smoke away from her.

PW: Well you seem to be getting back to your normal self. I suppose you and Tim Staggs kissed and made up?

Alexis finishes off the last puff of her cigarette before she drops the butt on the ground and steps on it. She pushes herself away from the wall and gets right in Pussy Willow???s face.

Lex: What is it with you people? Tim and I are just friends, nothing more! I???m so sick of everyone insinuating that I???m sweet on Tim, or that he???s sweet on me. Or now that we *air quotes* kissed and made up. Tim was pissed at me, but we finally talked and he???s not anymore.

PW: Mmhmm. Whatever you saw, sweetie.

Lex: You know what. Get the fuck out of my face before I do something that could get me suspended. Because right now, you???re making it very tempting.

Pussy Willow laughs and shakes her head.

PW: You know what, sweetie. I think I???ve gotten to the point where I???m not going to allow myself to be intimidated by your threats. And if you ask me, it seems that Amy Marshall and Lucy Seraphina aren???t, either.

Lex: You think I???m really surprised by that? You all underestimate me more than you should. You overlook me, but trust me when I say, that won???t be happening much longer. I???ll make you all realize why I should be taken seriously.

PW: Do you really think the bosses are going to let you go for the Internet title? If they were, don???t you think you???d be in that champions versus challengers match somehow? Face it, Alex, Amy Marshall will be facing Lucy one on one at High Stakes V.

Alexis glares at Pussy Willow and clenches her fists at her side.

Lex: First off???don???t fuckin??? call me Alex. Secondly???I???ll be in that match at High Stakes, one way or another. I???ve got something up my sleeve tonight that I???m sure will give Mark or Christian plenty reason to add me into that match. And if they don???t? Well, they???ll have an even more pissed off Alexis to deal with and trust me when I say, that won???t be pretty.

PW: What makes you think you even deserve it, Alexis? You???ve only been in SCW a short time and you are a self-proclaimed nobody. Not to mention, you haven???t exactly proven yourself a whole lot recently. Especially that loss to Mercedes???

Before Pussy Willow can finish her sentence, Alexis has had enough. She grabs Pussy Willow and shoves her against the other wall, taking the reporter by surprise.

Lex: Shut the fuck up you fake breasted blonde bimbo! Don???t you ever talk about that loss to Mercedes again! I deserve the title shot and I???m going to keep proving it until you people get it through your heads! People like Amy and Lucy don???t deserve shit and I???m tired of getting overlooked! Fuck you, Pussy! And fuck all of the haters! It???s MY time, and I???m going to show each and every one of you!

Alexis shoves Pussy Willow into the wall one more time before she storms off down the hall, leaving Pussy behind, stunned. Pussy Willow dusts herself off and takes in a deep breath before she walks off down the hall, almost unaffected by Alexis??? outburst.




WORLD BOMBSHELL TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
The Fallen ?? vs Keira Fisher and Roxi Johnson




Backstage, Connor Murphy can be seen wrapping his hand slowly as the camera moves closer and closer. Without looking up, he speaks out.

Connor Murphy: I know you are there, I am just wondering what you want when you know I have a match to get ready for.

The cameraman mentions something about soundbyte, birthday and Mark Ward which brings Connor???s head up.

Connor Murphy: It???s that old, old???OLD so and so???s birthday is it? Well Marky Mark and his Funky bunch must really be celebrating. Anyone know how old he is?

The cameraman shrugs, which makes Connor shake his head sadly.

Connor Murphy: Far be it from me to not wish him the best.

Connor looks directly at the camera as he pushes away from the wall.

Connor Murphy: Happy frickin??? birthday Mark. I???d buy ya a hooker but you already have Mikah hanging off ya.

With a chuckle Connor pats the arm of the cameraman before disappearing down the hall.




Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

"Nightmare" Hits the PA as Joshua walks out from the back with boos from the crowd.

Justin: Introducing from Las Vegas, Nevada, weighing 227 pounds ... Joshua Acquin!

As he walks slowly to the ring he avoids all contact from fans. Once in the ring he goes up to the middle rope of the turnbuckle, drawing boos from the crowd as he holds up his arms.

Justin: His opponent is from Birmingham, England, weighing 225 pounds ... Simon Jones!

The intro of "Simon Says" By Drain STH plays over the arena's PA system, prompting Simon Jones to walk through the curtains and out onto the stage, to a cheer from the fans. As he makes his way towards the ring, Simon slaps hands with some of the fans on either side of the aisle. After arriving at the ringside area, Simon climbs the steps up onto the ring apron, then steps through the ropes, and as he does so he glances to his left, then to his right, before walking to the side of the ring closest to the camera and pausing to look out at the crowd. Simon then turns around and walks towards the opposite side of the ring, but before he reaches the ropes, he turns to his right and heads for the corner of the ring, where he climbs to the second turnbuckle, to further cheers and applause from the fans.

Simone: Simon Jones has made some noise as of late about his intention to capture the tag team titles. But the question is, who would his partner be?

Adams: Who wouldn't it be? I'd think anyone would jump at the chance to team with the former world champion.

Simon drops down from the corner and Joshua suddenly attacks him from behind with a running sledgehammer blow to the back of the head! Jasmine quickly calls for the bell.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding

Joshua brushes the referee aside and grabs Simon by the head in a bulldog type headlock and drops him down on to his knee.

Adams: Yeesh! Joshua really wants this win against Simon.

Simone: Well a win against a former world champion would cement his own status here in SCW.

Joshua quickly kicks Simon to the outside of the ring, and measures him up. Simon slowly gets up, just in time to accept a baseball slide to the jaw from Joshua Acquin. He slides the rest of the way outside and looks down at Simon. Joshua quickly picks Simon up and slams him head first in to the ring apron and drags his head along it.

Simone: This match has barely even started and they're already taking it to the outside?

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Joshua grabs Simon by the arm and tosses him towards the ring steps. Simon uses his wit and quick thinking to reverse it but Joshua wisely jumps up on to the ring steps and turns around to face Simon. Joshua dives off the steps and right at Simon, but the former champion moves, causing Joshua to crash land on the ringside floor!

Simone: The veteran mentality of Simon Jones shining right there.

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Simon gets up and rolls in the ring and out again, breaking the count. Joshua gets up to his knees but Simon drills him with a right hand as he picks him up to his feet and tosses him in to the ring steps. Joshua flips over the steel stairs on impact and lands with his back to the ring barrier. Simon sees him down and charges at him. Simon attempts the knee to the face but Joshua moves at the last second and Simon drives his knee in to the barricade. Joshua steps back as Simon stumbles, limping on his knee. Joshua kicks away the back of the injured knee, forcing Simon to land backwards on the outside. Jasmine calls out to Joshua, trying to get the match back in the ring but the cocky one just smirks at her. Joshua picks Simon up to his feet and rolls him back in to the ring.

Simone: Finally!

Joshua grabs Simon' leg and wraps it around the ring post. He pulls the leg back and drives it in to the unforgiving steel. Joshua smirks and raise his arms to the crowd who boo him viciously. Joshua turns back to Simon and crosses his legs around the ring post and lifts his leg over Simon??? and leaps up, locking on a modified figure four leglock around the ring post!

Adams: He could break his leg with a hold like that!

Simone: Only if he wants to get disqualified! Jasmine is not putting up with this!

Jasmine jumps out of the ring and tries to pull Joshua off from Simon but Joshua pushes her away. Jasmine then starts her five count...

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Finally Joshua breaks the hold at four. Joshua grabs both of Simon??? legs but Simon uses his own legs to drag him in to the post!

Adams: Simon used his head -- or Joshua's actually!

Joshua hits it hard and spins around holding his head before dropping to his knees outside the ring. He starts to shake his head and crawls towards the ring, using the apron to pull himself up. Joshua grabs hold of the second rope and pulls himself up on to the apron, but Simon is already on his feet. Simon limps forward and hits Joshua with a shoulder charge, sending him flying across the outside in to the security barrier.

Simone: Are they ever going to bring this into the ring???

Simon rolls to the outside and picks Joshua up to his feet and rolls him back in to the ring.

Simone: I guess he heard me.

Adams: How could he not? You have one of those voices that could bend... er...

Joshua's head if left outside the ring and Simon drives an elbow in to it. Joshua rolls towards the center of the ring and Simon climbs in the ring. He picks Joshua back up to his feet and hooks him up around the waist and spins around with a spinning Belly to Belly Suplex. Simon with the immediate cover.

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Joshua kicks out!

Simon then pulls Joshua up to his feet and sends his opponent reeling with a European uppercut, knocking him back against the ropes. Simon goes for an Irish whip but the resilient Acquin reverses it. Acquin swings but Simon ducks, comes off of the far side of the ring and jumps, taking him down with a flying clothesline.

Adams: Simon is on fire tonight!

Acquin stumbles to his feet and Simon kicks him in the stomach, setting him up for a Northern Lights suplex and brings him over into a bridge!

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Acquin kicks out!

Simon picks up Joshua and punches him twice before sending him into the ropes again. Simon leans down for a back body drop but as Joshua comes off the ropes, he quickly catches Jones with a swinging neck breaker!

Simone: Simon got a little over confident there. Joshua Acquin saw that move coming and took advantage of it.

Acquin gets to his feet and drapes Simon's throat across the center rope and starts choking him, forcing Jasmine to make her count!

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Joshua breaks, then stands Simon back up against the ropes and delivers a hard shot to the kidney area and grips him around the waist and scoops him up, dropping him down across his knee in a back breaker. Joshua makes the cover, hooking the near leg.

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Simon shoots the shoulder up!

Joshua drags Simon up and drives him down with an heavy-duty body slam! In a cocky manner, as usual, Acquin steps on Simon and walks over him toward the corner.

Simone: What an arrogant ....

Acquin starts to mount the turnbuckles, facing the crowd, but Simon is on his feet and ducks down, picking Acquin up onto his shoulders in position for an Electric Chair Drop and drops him from his shoulders face-first. Simon gets back up and mounts the center turnbuckle and as Acquin gets to his feet, he leaps, bulldogging him from mid-air. Simon rolls him over and makes the cover.

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Acquin gets the shoulder up!

Simon then pulls him up and sends Acquin into the far corner. he gets a running start and jumps for an avalanche but Joshua moves and Simon hits the corner and tumbles all of the way out of the ring and to the floor below!

Simone: Oh god, a fall like that could spell the end for Simon!

Adams: For the match and his career!

Joshua turns and sees his foe down on the floor and shoves past the referee and goes out after him. Acquin grabs Simon and slams his face into the ringside barrier, then pulls him over and drives him into the metal ring steps. Simon staggers, holding his head, and Joshua picks him up and slams him down into the concrete floor as Jasmine issues her count.

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Acquin rolls Simon back inside of the ring and follows him in. Acquin throws him face-first into the corner, then steps back and charges at him, jumping on him with his own Avalanche splash. Simon stumbles back and Joshua tucks his head under Simon's arm and hits a Belly-to-Back Suplex. Acquin pulls him back up and hits another! Joshua drops down with the cover!

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Simon gets a shoulder up!

This time, Acquin has had enough. He pounds the mat, and then jumps up into the referees face, demanding that it was a three count but Jasmine reiterates that it was not, that it was two. Fuming, Joshua turns and goes back to Simon, pulling him up to his feet. Acquin sets him up for a side Russian Leg sweep but Simon counters and turns it into an inside roll up!

Simone: Beautiful!

Adams: And you're not just saying that because Simon's butt is hiked up in the air, are you?

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Acquin gets his shoulder up!

Acquin is first to his feet and throws a fist but Simon blocks it and returns the shot with one of his own. Once more, Joshua tries a right fist and again it's blocked and returned. Simon then begins hammering away at Joshua himself, fist after fist right into the head, driving him back! Simon Irish whips him into the ropes and jumps, catching him with a swinging DDT. Simon doesn't go for the pin, instead he drags Acquin up and sets him onto the top turnbuckle, facing the crowd. Simon then climb up along with him and pulls him up into an upside down position...

Adams: Oh if he hits this it's over!

Simon steps his feet under Joshua's arms while holding his legs and falls forward...!

Simone: And he did!

Adams: And it's over!

Into Oblivion is struck! Simon rolls Joshua over onto his back and hooks the leg!

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The bell rings and the crowd cheers as Simon stumbles to his feet and allows Jasmine to raise his arm!

Justin: Here is your winner -- SIMON JONES!

The fans cheer as Simon hand springs over the top rope and to the floor, then makes his way back up the aisle while slapping the out stretched hands offered to him.




v/o: "Santa Marta, Can you feel it coming, in the air tonight?"

The lights in the arena shut down, leaving the crowd in the dark, as bright flashes start to burst through out, acting as it were streaks of lighting. A dark crimson color light illuminates the entrance area as a thick mist rolls across the entrance ramp.

A hush falls over the building as the crimson mist pours off the entrance ramp and into the crowd. Without warning, crimson colored lights explode throughout the stadium. A video explodes on the screen as you can see the letters slowly fade in, and as it does a very well known theme begins to filter out throughout the arena...

v/o: "I can feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord"

As the popular Phil Collins song "In The Air Tonight" begins to play, the letters on the big screen finish forming with a nickname now well known with this theme....

The Mental Rapist

Through the crimson mist, a very upset Sean Jackson steps onto the entrance ramp, wearing boots, jeans, and a button down shirt. He is completely focused, his face adorned with a very serious look as it is time to deliver a very, very important message.

v/o: "Can you feel it coming in the air tonight, oh lord, oh lord."

His face remains stoic as the boos come raining down. After soaking up the reaction for a few moments, he begins to make his way to the ring. As he does, the fans closest to the guard rails are really giving him the business, but the Mental Rapist is able to ignore them.

As he gets to the ringside area, Sean stops just long enough to stare daggers at the announce team, before climbing the steps and entering the ring. Once inside, he continues to mean mug everyone before raising the microphone to his mouth as the lights return to the building.

Jackson: Two weeks ago in Buenos Aires...

The hesitation speaks volumes about his frame of mind. Tonight was supposed to be his shining moment, the night where he came out and spoke to the world about making an example of a so called champion. But instead...

Jackson: Your so called world champion stood in this very ring and shot his mouth off. He stood in this very ring, claiming to be the very best in SCW, and stated that as long as he was the champion, I would never get another shot. Well that is what happens when you give an idiot the world heavyweight championship.

Again the former world champion hesitates. He isn't happy about the way things went down last week, but there's nothing he can do about that now. However, there is something he can do about the present and the future.

Jackson: It gives him a platform to stand in front of you slack jawed mouth breathers, to spew promises he could never deliver on in a million years. But yet, like good little sponges you idiots soaked it all up, thinking it would somehow become the truth.

Make no mistake about it, Sean Jackson is upset and as long as he has to be made miserable, everyone else will be as well. So with every passing moment, his face gets redder and the grip tightens on the mic.

Jackson: Which further emboldened him because I didn't whip his ass in Buenos Aires. So there he was, once again shooting his mouth off in Paraguay, acting like he had what it took to compete with me in the ring.

Sean begins to pace the ring, making sure to stay in front of the announce table. He has a message to deliver, and makes damn sure that the camera doesn't drift off him.

Jackson: But you didn't, did you Raab? Now granted, the noise that came from that sewer of a mouth sounded good. I mean, look at how the mouth breathers lapped it up as if you could actually pull it off...

The pacing stops, his eyes now glued on the camera. Now an evil smirk begins to form. Sure Raab shot his mouth off, but there's something about watching a world champion tell the world he is going to do something, then fail miserably.

Jackson: Believing that someone like you, could ever deny me anything. Well newsflash Raab, as long as you have that championship, you will always have to worry about me dropping you like a bad habit.

Yeah, that's the ticket.

Jackson: Which is exactly what I did last week. You see, when you spoke of making me choke on my blood, or beating on me viciously, I laughed my ass off. It wasn't so much that you said it, as it was the idiots who actually believed you would make due on that promise.

The smirk changes to a smile and why not? it's always good when the world champion falls on his face.

Jackson: But true to form, they watched in horror as I took you to task. They saw you bounced around like a pinball, soundly beaten like a pinata. The gasps of horror, followed by the moans of disappointment was music to my ears Raab. Last week in this very ring, you were beaten by a man who calls himself the Mental Rapist. A man who has mocked you in every way possible, and in front of the entire world.

Sean raises his index finger into the air, wagging it back and forth. Oh yes, he is far from finished with Lord Raab.

Jackson: I am the Mental Rapist Lord Raab, and last week I reduced your ass to nothing more than a mental midget. You wanted to execute me, you wanted to destroy me, you wanted to show the entire world how you were this big, bad monster....

He looks down at his right knee, the same knee used to deliver the lights out finisher.

Jackson: But yet, despite all that talk, you showed yourself to be nothing more than a pretender. A man who needed someone to bail him out of a horrific situation, out of a predicament beyond his control, because a true monster had him scared to death.

Once again the Mental Rapist begins to pace.

Jackson: So who was it Raab? who did you crawl on your hands and knees to beg for help? Who was the monkey in the production truck that played the video of Synn man-handling my wife?

Not that it really mattered because as far as the former world champion was concerned, a lot of people were going to pay for that little stunt.

Jackson: Was it Synn? did you humble yourself on all fours begging him to give you a chance? if so, then you did exactly what I knew you would, and that was fall victim to a mental rape. Not only does it mean I got in your head, but it means I got in your soul, and that I own you...

His eyes narrow, his nostrils flare. His teeth are now gritted as tightly as possible, all without hindering his speech.

Jackson: Just as I'm now in the head and soul of Synn. Oh yes you egotistical son of a bitch, this is far from over between you and me. Because now, instead of me directing all my hate and rage towards that wannabee champion Raab. I get to direct some of it towards you and that little boy of yours Despayre.

There is definitely some unfinished business to be taken care of. Sure Sean was content with destroying Raab, but Synn since changed that train of thought. The moment the video was played, there was reason to believe he had something to do with aiding in Raab's win.

Jackson: Where he and Angel were momentarily safe, that is no longer the case. Because you wanted to keep poking the hornet's nest, now someone has to get stung. So as far as I'm concerned, someone has to pay for the sins of last week and to me, it doesn't matter who that person is. So since blood has to be shed, I'm going to let Mark Ward and Christian Underwood decide who the sacrificial lamb is going to be.

The Mental Rapist once again stops pacing, his eyes shooting daggers at the camera.

Jackson: Will it be the man who stupidly invoked my name two weeks ago, or will it be Despayre? will it be the fake monster or will it be the magician?

The former world champion goes to let the mic slip from his fingers, but stops just short. It seems he has one last thing to say.

Jackson: Oh and by the way, the sacrificial lamb will be served up inside of a steel cage. That way I can get what I want, without any interference. I either get what I want inside of a cage, or I get what I want with a lot of company collateral damage. But either way, I will get what I want.

The Mental Rapist tosses the mic over his shoulder and begins to exit the ring. As he does, the mic lands on the ring mat, causing the sound of static echo to fill the building. Once outside the ring, Sean begins to make his way back up the ramp to a resounding chorus of boos.




GRUDGE MATCH
Ben Jordan vs Travis Nathaniel Andrews




Backstage we see Goth walking into Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Goth, shouldn???t you be preparing for your match??

Goth rolls his eyes as he looks at her.

Goth: Shouldn???t you go after Connor?? No I???m here for a special reason Willow. I???m here to wish the Owner of the SCW Hot Stuff Mark Ward a happy birthday

Pussy: You mean one of the owners???

Goth: As I said, THE owner of the company. Because this man has a vision, a leadership mentality and above all a man that deserves something special. Something that I will deliver later on in the show. So why don???t you get lost Willow.




Backstage, SCW's own "Stoner" Scott Oliver is seen standing in front of a SCW backdrop, holding a microphone.

Scott Oliver: Ladies and gentlemen, my guest at this time...Mercedes Vargas.

As he said this, the screen zooms out to frame Mercedes stepping into the scene to Scott's right. A warm smile is on her face as she stands in her wrestling gear as the interviewer turns his attention to her.

Scott Oliver: Mercedes, since your return to singles competition, you've been on quite a roll entering into tonight's match against Crystal Hilton. As I understand it, the pair of you are no strangers to each other, having had quite a rivalry across a number of promotions. How do you plan on keeping your momentum going here tonight in Colombia in what will be the first-ever match between you two in the six-sided ring?

Mercedes: And hello to you too, Scott. I can tell by the look on your face that you're probably surprised this isn't a Sean Jackson interview. He can't have you all the time now.

Scott Oliver: I try to be accessible to all the Superstars and Bombshells. I hold no special preference.

Mercedes: I'll take your word for it. As far as tonight, it's been an interesting couple of months, a record setting reign as Bombshell Roulette Champion, a third reign with the World Bombshell Tag titles, wrestling in my 50th SCW match, even winning a match in my hometown for the first time ever in my career. Now I get to wrestle Crystal Hilton in an SCW ring and I couldn't be more excited. With so many matches between us in over the six years since our first match, I'm looking forward to continuing that on the final Climax Control before High Stakes. We're friends, but we're also competitors, Scott. I came out here to win, but like I said to her during the week, no matter what happens out there, I'll still shake her hand at the end of the night.

Scott Oliver: Well, we're sure to have a competitive contest, that's for sure.

Oliver turns to address the camera.

Scott Oliver: That being said, can Mercedes keep her momentum going or will Crystal walk away with the win? We'll find out later tonight in a battle of two former Bombshell Roulette Champions: Mercedes Vargas takes on Crystal Hilton for the first time ever right here on Climax Control. Belinda and Jason, back over to you.




???Thanks for inviting me backstage.???

Said a male voice, as the scene opens backstage are the University of Santa Marta, where see Amy Marshall in her ring gear standing outside the changing room, beside her is her male friend ??? Joey Santino, who looks up and down the corridor watching everyone wondering about.

Amy: ???No problem, I thought it would be nice for you to see me in my new job.???

Amy smiled, as she brushed some hair from her face.

Joey: ???And it looks pretty damn good??? especially your clothing.???

Joey smiles, as he looks at the skirt, top and boots that Amy wears.

Amy: ???Thanks??? I alternate between the skirt and a pair of jeans. Believe it or not I used to have a Mohawk as well.???

Amy tucked her now loose hair behind her ear.

Joey: ???Wow??? I didn???t realise you had changed that much.???

Joey raised an eyebrow.

Amy: ???Still the same old me??? just grew up a little.???

Amy shrugged.

Joey: ???Anyway??? when are you on????

Joey changed the subject.

Amy: ???Not till later, are you wanting to watch the show or shall I introduce you to some friends????

Amy asked.

Joey: ???A little bit of the show first??? and then meet your friends.???

Amy: ???Great.???

Amy swings the door open to the changing room.

Amy: ???Come on in.???

The scene fades out with Joey entering the changing room, with Amy following close behind.




The lights in the arena go black as ???Freak Like Me??? by Halestorm plays over the sound system. Red strobe lights shine around and thick smoke fills the entrance. A figure emerges from behind the curtain, dressed in a baggy black hoodie. The crowd in attendance gives off a mixed reaction of boos and cheers as the hooded figure moves to the music before she pulls the hood back revealing herself to be Alexis Edwards.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first representing The Nobodies from Phoenix, Arizona. She stands 5 feet 5 inches tall and weighs 120 pounds. She is Alexis Edwards

She ignores the fans, pretending as though she can???t hear them at all before she dashes her way down to the ring, sliding in under the bottom rope. She jumps up to her feet, raising her right hand in the air as she unzips her hoodie with her left then removes it, tossing it across the ring where it lands on the top rope. She makes her way over to one of the corner turnbuckles as her music dies down and she stares towards the backstage curtain, waiting for her opponent.

Simone: Alexis doesn't seem to be in a very happy mood tonight.

Adams: When is she ever in a good mood? She is still nice to look at though.

"Help is on the Way" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson emerges from the backstage area, She pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere.

Justin: and her opponent from Tampa, Florida, standing 5 feet 6 inches and weighing 132 pounds. She is Roxi Johnson.

She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.

Simone: Roxi is really enjoying herself tonight.

Adams: Only if this match was a pillow fight.

Roxi hops up and down while stepping out from her corner. Alexis, on the other hand, is jacking her jaws while moving out from her corner as well. Holly Wood gives Alexis a small warning as Alexis glares right back at her. Once Holly sees the look, she steps over toward the time keeper's side. A sick grin comes aross Alexis's mouth as the bell sounds.

Ding ding ding

Before Holly could turn back around, Alexis leaps off the canvas and lands right on top of Roxi. Both ladies fall to the canvas as Alexis is directly on top of Roxi while raining multiple rights into the forehead. Roxi is trying to cover up but Alexis continues to strike with heavy rights. Holly finally turns around to see Alexis in a mounted position on Roxi and quickly asserts herself. She tells Alexis to get off of Roxi but Alexis looks at Holly. She gives her the middle finger while returning to the beat down on Roxi.

Simone: I guess Alexis just told Holly what she thinks

Adams: That isn't going to sit well with Holly.

Holly continues to warn Alexis about the closed fists she is using as Alexis just ignores her. Holly kneels beside both ladies as she starts counting

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Before Holly can reach the count of four, Alexis changes her position while grabbing one of Roxi's arms and laying backwards while hyper-extending the arm. Roxi screams out in pain as Holly is checking on Roxi's condition. Roxi shakes her no as she tries to grab her hand to relieve some of the pressure. As Roxi is doing this, Alexis lifts up her left leg and drops it back down across Roxi's face. She repeats the same motion with a little more force behind the second strike.

Adams: Alexis is relentless tonight.

Simone: Ever since that loss to Mercedes. She has been on a mission. Her path of destruction started after her blatant attack on both Amy Marshall and Lucy. Now it looks like Roxi could be the first to suffer.

Alexis lifts her leg for a third time which allows Roxi to shoot her body up while pinning Alexis's shoulders to the mat. Holly quickly gets in position as her hand smacks the canvas.

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Alexis kicks out as she quickly lets go of Roxi's arm. She quickly leaps up to her feet as Roxi works back up to hers while trying to shake some life back into her arm. Alexis comes toward Roxi with a right hook but Roxi counters it with a swift arm drag. Alexis bounces back up only to get tossed again by another arm drag. The sudden moves catch Alexis off guard as she slips out to the arena floor. Holly Wood is ordering Alexis to get back inside the ring but she just ignores the order.

Adams: This is either a good strategy for Alexis or a complete stupid one.

Simone: Alexis seems to always know what she is doing inside that ring.

Holly gives Alexis one more chance to enter the ring before starting her count.

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Alexis slowly walks around the ring as Roxi is watching all of this unfold. She begins to bounce up and down as Alexis reaches in front of the ring. Roxi bounces off the ring ropes, runs across the ring and leaps over the ring ropes while connecting with a seated senton on Alexis. Holly is shock but then composes herself. She restarts her count.

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Adams: Holy cow, Roxi just took flight

Roxi quickly jumps back up to her feet as she picks Alexis up as well. Alexis goes for a right but Roxi blocks it. She grabs a hold of Alexis's hand and whips her toward the steel steps. Alexis counters the whip as Roxi smacks them hard with her shoulder.

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Alexis rolls in to break the count and rolls back out. She begins to stomp on Roxi as the crowd doesn't seem to like that too much. Alexis bends down to pick Roxi up and walks her around the ring. She goes to toss Roxi into the barricade but Roxi counters it by sending Alexis into the barricade. The back of Alexis's head bounces off the barricade as she falls to her knees. Roxi hops up onto the ring apron, walks all the back before running along the apron and catching Alexis with a hurricanrana.

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Holly is still counting as Roxi grabs a hold of Alexis and tosses her back into the ring. After tossing Alexis back into the ring, Roxi hops up onto the ring apron and pounds on the top turnbuckle. The crowd is going crazy as she climbs up to the top. She remains perched on the top rope as Holly is telling her to get down.

Adams: This match has been physical

Simone: It sure has but is this a smart move from Roxi.

Alexis is getting up to her feet as Roxi is motioning for her to turn around. Alexis is slowly starting to turn around as Roxi stands up straight on the top rope before leaping off with a high crossbody. In the same fluid motion, Alexis catches Roxi in mid move and drops her across her knee. Roxi screams out in pain as Alexis slams her down onto the canvas. She then bounces off the ring ropes while connecting with a running senton. Alexis drops all of her wait across Roxi's body as she quickly goes for the cover.

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Roxi somehow manages to get the shoulder up as Alexis can't believe it. She starts to argue with Holly about how slow the count was. While Alexis is arguing with Holly, Roxi takes advantage and rolls her up.

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Roxi quickly gets back up to her feet as Alexis kips back up to her feet. Right as her feet touch the canvas, she instantly strikes Roxi with a vicious headbutt before twisting Roxi's arm over her head. Alexis then drops Roxi with a wicked clotheseline but continues to hold Roxi's arm. She pulls her back up only to drop her again with a clothesline. She picks Roxi up for a third time while winding her up. Before she could strike again, Roxi leaps up and connects with both boots under her chin.

Adams: what a dropkick

Simone: Is this going to end soon

Alexis falls to the canvas as Roxi quickly gets up to her feet before connecting with a standing moonsault. The tip of both knees catch Alexis flush across her sternum as Roxi lands in a pinning attempt.

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Alexis manages to roll her shoulder up as Roxi goes for another pin attempt.

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Alexis kicks out again as Roxi sits up wondering what will it take to put Alexis away. She quickly gets up to her feet as Alexis is getting back up to hers. Roxi hauls back and strikes with a nasty knife edge chop which sounded like a gunshot. Roxi strikes again as Alexis's chest is starting to turn red. Roxi goes to strike a third time as Alexis catches it and slams it across her knees.

Simone: Oh my god, that was sick.

Adams: That was hot.

Alexis continues to hold onto the arm as she flips Roxi onto her stomach. She then sits on top of her while yanking back the arm.

Adams: The AGE of Alexis is locked in

Holly is looking at Roxi asking if she wants to continue. Roxi is trying to fight out of this but the pain gets to be too much as Roxi slaps the canvas. Holly quickly signals for the bell as Alexis continues to apply the hold.

Justin: Here is your winner by way of submission.....Alexis Edwards

Alexis's music starts to play as she releases the hold while getting to one knee. She holds up one arm while standing up.

Simone: What a match

Adams: I should go check on Roxi's arm.

Simone: I think you should stay right here.




Lucy and Mel were in their locker room with Sam standing near them. The two women had their championship belts on their shoulders.

Sam: Well ain???t that a bitch indeed.

Lucy: She held out for a few days. I knew they would break her eventually. My Father may have trained her but she has her weaknesses like we do.

Melanie: Poor her though. I knew Rei wasn???t going to take it easy on her. At least she didn???t go insane. Lucy in a way I figured you???d be sorry for her.

Lucy rolled her eyes.

Lucy: Fuck no! If I was I would have stopped it. For someone like her to take my Father???s side I have no mercy or remorse towards.

Sam: You wouldn???t say the same for Lucien.

Lucy snapped at him.

Lucy: That was different and you know it!

Sam put his hands up.

Sam: Sorry, sorry!

Melanie: I???m still coming up with a plan for all of this. Till then we have a match to focus on.

Sam: Mel???s right. Lucy, Mel go out there and win. I know you both can and remember the titles chose you two for a reason.

Lucy: Damn right they did! It???s time we whip them into place!

Mel busted out laughing.

Sam: You just stole a line from Rachel didn???t you?

Lucy: Damn right I did!

Melanie: Oh I love this family. Let???s get going!

Fade to a break.




Sitting in his dressing room, Sean Jackson looks up at the camera and cracks a smile.

Jackson: Happy birthday Mr. Ward. I would have gotten you something, but everyone knows nothing good ever comes from Colombia.

The building erupts into boos. But Sean simply doesn't seem to care.

Jackson: So in two weeks, I'm going to max out a few credit cards and get you everything your heart desires...

The smile slowly fades.

Jackson: And all I ask for in return is a sacrificial lamb, inside of a steel cage named Raab or Despayre.

He reaches into his pocket and takes out a credit card.

Jackson: Because trust me Mark, where I'm concerned, money will never be an issue. Whatever it takes boss? whatever it takes.




In the backstage hall area of the University of Santa Marta, the camera delves into the large room that has been set aside and designated to be used as the business office of the chief staff members of Sin City Wrestling, namely the co-owners, "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward and Christian Underwood. Although Christian was not in the room at the time, being elsewhere handling fed matters with the Superstars and Bombshells, Mark himself was seated behind the desk, watching the proceedings of the show on the laptop monitor stationed on his desk.

There is a knock on the door.

HS: Who is it?

*KNOCK KNOCK**

HS: I said, Who is it?

*KNOCK KNOCK*

Now completely annoyed, Mark jumps to his feet and storms around the desk toward the office door.

HS: I said who the BLOODY HELL IS IT!?

He grabs the office door and swings it open, and an explosion of colorful confetti hits him full blast, courtesy of...

Despayre: It's impolite to shout.

And Despayre puts a noise maker in between his lips and blows it in Mark's face, the end tickling the boss's chin until he swats it aside.

HS: What the hell is this all...!?

But before he can get his question out, Despayre ducks back out into the hallway, and a catering cart is hurriedly wheeled in, almost knocking the boss up against the wall. Atop of it is an obviously child-like made cake, while Despayre weaves left to right, singing very audibly...

Despayre: Happy Happy Birthday! Hooray! Hooray! A very Happy Birthday! Hooray!

Mark watches as Despayre turns the cart around so the cake is right up by him with candles lit.

Despayre: Make a wish!

HS: Oh for the love of...

Knowing this kid well enough that it's far easier to play along than to not do what he wants, Mark leans in and blows on the candles...

BOOOOOOOOM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The room is completely engulfed in colorful smoke that Mark and Despayre fan away with their hands, and amazingly the came is still intact save for the very top which from out of it has emerged...

Once the smoke is cleared, a coughing Mark sees what is halfway out of the cake and he turns and stares at Despayre. Despayre meets his gaze, looks at the exotically clad Angel, then back at Hot Stuff. Despayre shrugs.

Despayre: Well the babe he hired couldn't make it and he didn't want you to be disappointed!




Simone: Mercedes Vargas has been on a hot streak recently racking up several victories in a row including a win in her hometown.

Adams: It didn???t take long for the bosses to notice either as they are putting her in some tough matches! Tonight she takes on former Bombshell Roulette Champion Crystal Hilton in a one on one match that is sure to tear the house down.

Simone: It might tear the whole country down! Let???s take it to Justin!

Justin: The following Bombshell Contest is scheduled for one fall!

All of a sudden "Superstar" by Lupe fiasco starts playing all over the PA system. Two lights are pointed at the entrance way. Crystal Emerges through the curtains and is greeted by multiple pyros that start shooting off one by one. The crowd roars at her with a loud ovation of cheers and she slowly makes her way out walking down the aisle. Crystal cracks a grin as her photographers line up to take a picture of her.

Justin: Introducing first! From Detroit, Michigan she is the Rose Goddess Crystal Hilton!

She finally makes it to the ring and places one foot on the apron and stretches the other one on the apron as well. She does a split to enter the ring and she finally makes it to her feet. She smiles bouncing around a bit as she awaits her opponent to come out.

Simone: Crystal hasn???t had a lot of luck recently but tonight she aims to change that!

Adams: Not if Mercedes has anything to do with it!

Justin: And her opponent!

Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Buenos Aires, Argentina, the Argentine Assassin MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, however before she can complete the rest of her entrance Crystal catches her by surprise by diving through the ropes and hitting a suicide dive prompting Jacob to call for the bell and Mercedes??? photographers to run for it.

Simone: Crystal is not wasting any time here tonight!

Adams: I???ve never seen photographers move that fast!

Crystal kneels down and pounds away at Mercedes???s face before picking Mercedes up and rolling her into the ring, Crystal follows her in and quickly goes for the first cover of the match 1???.2???.and Mercedes kicks out!

Simone: No way was Mercedes going to be beaten that easily.

Adams: Good way to tire her out for later in the match though!

Crystal doesn???t argue with the ref instead stomping away at Mercedes for a few seconds before going for another cover 1???.2???.and Mercedes kicks out again! Crystal gets to her feet and this time she does argue with Jacob who maintains that his pin-fall was fair, Crystal doesn???t let up but unfortunately for her this gives Mercedes enough recovery time to roll her up in a School Boy 1???.2???.and Crystal kicks out.

Simone: Never a good idea to turn your back on a veteran like Mercedes.

Adams: Just ask Raynin!

Both Bombshells get to their feet at the same time and start exchanging blows in the middle of the ring! Jacob decides to just sit back and enjoy the show alongside the crowd figuring that one of the Bombshells will screw up eventually, his prediction ends up coming true as Crystal ducks under a wild right hand from Mercedes and decks her with an uppercut followed by a Snapmare Suplex which she follows up with a running dropkick to the face.

Simone: That is one of Crystal???s favourite moves.

Adams: Call me crazy but I don???t think Mercedes is a big fan of it at the moment!

Crystal goes for a cover 1???..2???.and Mercedes kicks out at the count of two! Crystal starts arguing with the ref again before shaking her head and turning her attention back to Mercedes who is starting to get back to her feet, Crystal attempts to hit Mercedes with another running dropkick but Mercedes scouts it and rolls out of the way in the nick of time.

Simone: Not smart to try using the same move twice on a veteran like Mercedes.

Adams: And that mistake might come back to bite Crystal???s sweet, sweet ass???.

Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!

Crystal lands hard on her back giving Mercedes enough time to recover and mount some offence of her own, she does just that the moment Crystal is back on her feet Mercedes catches her with a discuss clothesline that causes her to do a backflip! Mercedes rolls Crystal onto her back and goes for a cover 1???.2???.and Crystal kicks out!

Simone: Mercedes is back in the match!

Adams: Not sure how long she can keep this up, wait is that Mikah at the top of the ramp or is it just me?

The camera pans to the top of the ramp and confirms that yes, the reigning Bombshell Champion Mikah is standing atop the ramp with her title slung over her shoulder, no one in the ring notices her however as Crystal manages to get out of a leg scissor take down by Mercedes and locks in her own submission hold, namely a grounded sleeper hold, on Mercedes.

Simone: I guess she???s here to scout potential competition, in the meantime Jason it???s time for you to play fortune teller again!

Adams: YAY!

Jacob gets into position and asks Mercedes if she wants to quit which she adamantly refuses to do, after a few seconds however Mercedes starts to fade and Crystal grins before tightening the lock on Mercedes as Jacob raises her hand once and it falls.

Adams: This never works, the day that this ends a match is the day that I transform into a chicken!

Simone: Strangeness of that sentence aside it seems Mikah agrees with you based on the yawn she just did!

Crystal???s grin grows wider as she thinks that she has the match won as Jacob raises Mercedes???s hand again and it falls again.

Adams: This is almost as clich?? as the Michael Bay Transformer movies!

Simone: I think you???re giving them too much credit, in other news Mikah has just rolled her eyes!

Mercedes???s arm gets raised one last time and sure enough it stays up in the air as Mercedes starts to fight back to her feet despite Crystal???s best efforts! Once Mercedes is back on her feet Crystal jumps on her back in an attempt to prevent her comeback but Mercedes scouts this by backing her into a corner, unfortunately for Jacob he ends up sandwiched between the bombshells and the turnbuckle as Mercedes doesn???t realize that he was right behind them!

Simone: And now Jacob???s down!

Adams: I???m sure there are many male fans who would love to be sandwiched between two Bombshells but not like that!

Seeing this Mikah starts making her way down to the ringside area as Crystal is forced to let go off the sleeper hold attempt whilst Jacob slumps down in the corner, once Crystal gets back to her feet Mercedes starts firing off rights and lefts to Crystal???s head before tripping her up and hitting Crystal with a Catapult Backbreaker and calling for her finisher.

Simone: Looks like its Black Rose Overdrive Time!

Adams: Does she even realize that she accidentally knocked out Jacob?

Mercedes waits for Crystal to get to her feet and once she does she hooks her up and nails her with the Black Rose Overdrive! Mercedes goes for a cover???..but quickly realizes that Jacob???s knocked out in the corner and as a result can???t make the count! Mercedes gets up and tries to stir Jacob not realizing that Mikah has rolled into the ring!

Simone: Turn around Mercedes!

Adams: Or don???t!

Mercedes turns around only to be blasted with the Bombshell Championship by Mikah! The crowd boos the champion but it becomes clear that she couldn???t care less as she picks up Mercedes and delivers her own finisher for good measure!

Simone: THE MIKAHANGELO!

Adams: Can someone please wake up Jacob!

Satisfied with her work Mercedes drapes Crystal???s barely conscious form over Mercedes and rolls out of the ring just as Jacob finally recovers and counts the pin 1???.2???..3!!!!!

Justin: Here is your winner Crystal Hilton!

Simone: That was bullshit, Mercedes had the match won!

Adams: You have to wonder how this will play into High Stakes V!

Mikah heads for the backstage area as the Bombshells in the ring start to recover.




The scene opens once more, as we see Amy Marshall leaning against a large High Stakes poster, as she waits for the first question from the person beside her. The person beside her is non-other than Pussy Willow.

Pussy: ???Ladies and Gentlemen, I have with me Amy Marshall, who in a short while is teaming with Candy Overton against Lucy Seraphina and Melanie Gabrielle in a champions verses challengers match. Firstly Amy, are you ready for this match????

Pussy asks her first question.

Amy: ???I???m ready to take on them, I???m ready to kick their weird asses and ready to take back the Internet title.???

Pussy: ???Good to hear, following Lucy Seraphina???s promo do you have any final words for her and/or Melanie????

Pussy asks another question.

Amy: ???I do. Firstly??? I don???t care if Melanie hasn???t forgotten that I interfered in her match, in fact she owes me a thank you. She wouldn???t be Roulette champion if it wasn???t for me??? so I can???t see how she can hold a grudge for that.

Anyway??? I have to say that you winning the belt wasn???t a fluke??? you just caught me off guard and you had my number. But at High Stakes I won???t let it happen again. As I said, I will do all my research to make sure. So what if I don???t understand you or your race of people or whatever??? at the end of the day it comes down to what happens inside the ring and not who or what you are.

Tonight and at High Stakes will be the beginning of the end for the Angel Clan??? Candy and I will be making a clean sweep of titles and putting an end to some twilight rejects.???

Amy goes to turn, but turns back to the camera

Amy: ???Oh and Happy Birthday to the big boss around here??? Mark Ward.???

Amy turns and leaves and heads back to the locker room, as Pussy Willow finishes up.




Simone: Last week on Climax Control we witnessed a long, bloody brawl between Steve Ramone and Jessie Salco and Tim Staggs and the Masked Female Nobody that got so violent that Erik Staggs had to step in.

Adams: Not to mention the cost of it all, I think the damages made the Fatal Four Way for the Roulette Title at Into the Void IV look like a regular match.

Simone: None of the four participants in the brawl are in action this week but Ms. Rocky Mountains and Stoner Scott Oliver did sit down interviews with the two groups earlier tonight, we will now take you to the Jessie and Steve???s interview.

The camera cuts to a graphic with the words ???earlier tonight??? before the screen shows Steve and Jessie sitting next to each other in a darkened room with Ms. Rocky Mountains, Jessie???s husband Shane and her brother Jake can be seen in the background alongside Steve???s bodyguards Cyrus and Andreas.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: First of all, thanks for agreeing to the interview but I have to ask, considering that Steve kicked Shane in the face a few months ago it???s surprising that you two can stand to be around each other.

Steve: Yeah well, after we got stitched up we talked for a couple of hours and realized one thing, we have a mutual enemy in the Nobodies and it???ll be best if we team up to take them on.

Jessie: Don???t expect it to last longer than one match, I made it clear to Steve that I don???t think I can trust him again after everything that happened a few months ago and that our partnership was strictly business related, nothing more.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I guess that makes sense, next question, Steve what is your beef with Tim exactly?

Rocky asks and Steve shakes his head.

Steve: You know it???s kinda funny, it???s been argued that my departure from NXT was the final nail in that group???s coffin but at the same time I respect Spike and, to a certain extent, Erik, they are legends in this business and they have some talented offspring, and then there???s Tim.

Steve says as he leans forward.

Steve: When I see Tim I don???t see a proud continuation of the Staggs legacy, hell I was watching him in ASW and he wasn???t a proud continuation then, what I see is the red headed bastard child of a legend and I pray to god that my kids don???t end up like him when they enter the wrestling business! I understand that the little punk has distanced himself from his father for one reason or another but I don???t care, he???s still a Staggs family member and as far as I???m concerned he???s a blight on the Staggs legacy.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Your turn Jessie, now you???ve had the exact opposite problem to Steve as the Masked Female Nobody started going after you, any idea why?

Jessie: I???ve been asking myself the same question since my wedding night and I???m still no closer to the truth, two weeks ago I managed to get that mask of hers off her face and whilst she escaped before I could expose it to the world I was able to get a brief look at her face.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Correct me if I???m wrong but you sound disappointed.

Jessie: It???s because I am, I???ve never seen that woman before in my life, I briefly thought that I recognized her from the orphanage I grew up in but after thinking about it some more I couldn???t recall any other girls who looked like her at the orphanage.

Jessie says before leaning forward.

Jessie: But you know what? I don???t give a shit! I aim to put an end to this chapter of my life one way or another and the only way I can do that is in a match and that brings me to Steve???s final point.

Jessie says before nodding to Steve.

Steve: Tim, Masked Nobody, Erik said that we couldn???t touch each other unless it was during a match so why postpone it? High Stakes is in a few weeks??? time and we have a challenge for you! A mixed tag team steel cage match! All Nobodies banned from ringside just the four of us inside a steel cage! Only way to win is when both tag team partners escape the cage! What do you say?

Steve says before the camera fades back to ringside.

Simone: Wow, Jason. This challenge is unlike anything we've ever seen in SCW before.

Adams: Should they accept, we could be in for one of the most violent matches ever not determined by the spin of our Roulette Wheel. Let's go to Scott Oliver in the backstage area...

On cue, we go to a live feed just outside of the locker room area where we find a good fifteen masked Nobodies. Scott Oliver is standing in the middle of the group, unsure where to direct his questions as he looks over to the camera.

Scott: Sup dudes? I'm standing by with The Nobodies, and I gotta say... Where can I get one of those masks? Did I miss a few weeks, cause it's like Halloween around here...

Slowly, a masked male and a masked female step to the head of the group, standing on either side of Scott. The male slowly reaches up to pull his mask off. He hands it to Scott before pulling his hood back to reveal himself as Tim Staggs. The female reaches up to her mask, slowly pulling it up before pausing as the fans cheer in anticipation.

Nobody: You guys are even bigger idiots if you actually believe that I would unmask myself right here, right now.

Scott: Well, I thought you were going to...

Scott pulls the mask over his face, chuckling and nodding his head in excitement as the masked female looks at him for a second, shaking her head.

Nobody: Thanks for proving my point, Scott...

Scott: No prob... So, I'm supposed to ask you some questions about that video we just watched, but I gotta be honest. I was a little too liberal with the recreationals, if you know what I mean?

Tim looks a little baffled by this, but the masked female simply shakes her head. She holds her hand out for the microphone, which Scott willingly gives to her. She brings it up to her exposed lips as she looks at Scott, handing him a piece of string.

Nobody: Go play with this, dude. I think we've got this.

Scott nods his head, loving this idea. He begins waving the string around artistically as Tim stares at him strangely. The masked female hands him the microphone. Tim pauses for a moment as he looks at the camera, his intrigued expression turning sour very quickly.

Tim: Another day, another lack of a dollar... You must be entirely overjoyed by the fact that you aren't forced to watch me claw my way up the ladder to success by taking out more worthless, overglorified pieces of trash like R.O.A.R. and Joshua Acquin. You have been spared the boredom of watching me tear apart the weak like a rabid dog with a steak, or being torn apart by the elite of this company. I expect to be challenged, but I'm never given a fair shake around here.

Tim furls his brows as he takes a few steps closer to the camera.

Tim: I'm sorry to keep you waiting, Steven, but the fact of the matter is that I have to take what I can get around here, since obviously, I'm an even bigger Nobody than the men I beat a month ago when I was last booked.What do I have to do to get noticed around here? Live on Twitter, posting ever random thought that comes to mind? Posting selfies with my pumpkin spice lattes for a bunch of people who don't even work for this company? Insulting the piss poor management of this company? Well, I refuse to do that.

Scott: Dude? I think this string is trying to tell me something...

Tim: Shut UP you invalid stoner fuck! Why don't you go eat a chocolate covered pickle, or whatever it is stoners eat!

Scott: Chocolate covered pickle? Bro, that sounds... amazing!

Tim looks both shocked and disgusted at the same time. He watches as Scott walks out of the shot, and shakes his head at the idiocy. Once Scott is away from them, Tim raises the microphone to his lips once more.

Tim: As hard as it is to believe that you weren't always a fossil of wrestling's failures over the years, Steve... You were once a 17 year old kid too. You talk as if you are God's gift to wrestling when you haven't done shit. You've been a tag champion a couple times. So has half the roster at this point. To call me a blight on the legacy of my family is both comical, and absurd. I am the youngest member of my family to ever compete professionally. I've trained since I was 12 years old. Am a a World Champion? No, but I have a pretty damn good record of beating former World Tag Team Champions. Just ask your former partner, Joshua Acquin.

After giving his comment a bit of time to stick, he hands the microphone over to the masked female so that she can say her peace.

Nobody: Jessie... Jessie, Jessie, Jessie... I'm no Einstein, but usually when someone clearly says "You fuck with my friends? I fuck with you." They mean that the reason they are coming for you is because you came for their friends. Tim Staggs is my dear friend and mentor. He's going to be big one day, and the rest of you who mock him will be sorry. I trust Tim to handle his own beef with the men, and while I don't think you're a woman, you have a slit between your legs, so he can't touch you. But guess what? I can, and I did. Do you need Scooby and the gang to jump in the Mystery Machine to help you solve this mystery, or did your two brain cells finally make a connection to figure out the obvious?

The masked Nobody tilts her head to the side as if awaiting an answer. When that answer doesn't come, she resumes her normal position.

Nobody: I can't speak for Tim, but I would love to get my hands around your neck and rid the world of another cliche wrestler. What do you say, Tim?

The masked Nobody hands the microphone back to Tim who holds it loosely for a moment, contemplating the options laid before him. After a moment of this, he inhales deeply through his nose, raising the microphone to his lips with authority.

Tim: You know what? I accept your challenge, Stevie. I'm not afraid of you, or your idle threats. I'm going to mow through you just like I have the rest of the low card trash thrown before me. We'll see you and Jessie inside of that cage in two weeks at High Stakes 5...

With that, Tim raises the microphone high in the air, only to drop it. A few of the masked Nobodies pat him on the back as they all walk out of the cameras view, and we return to ringside.

Simone: It looks like the gauntlets have been thrown down, and we'll be seeing those four competing in a mix tag cage match!

Adams: After all of the fuel thrown on this fire, it's bound to be an explosive match at High Stakes 5! I can't wait!




The scene opens with Casey Williams backstage talking to Pussy Willow about Goth costing him the match last week.

Pussy: So, Casey, what do you think about what Goth did to you last week during your match against Brother Grimm and Travis Nathanael Andrews?

Casey: Well, Pussy, it is obvious. I expected it! I mean, I did attack the man while I was a lumberjack in his last match. If anyone expected me to get away with it, they are clueless. We know how much the dumb fuck of an owner Hot Stuff Mark Ward is by choosing two of the biggest disgraces to call themselves wrestlers, and for them to hold the Heavyweight and Roulette championship is a fucking joke. I look forward to making sure that Mark has the worst birthday he can have by watching his hand picked puppets lose their titles to Drake Green and myself.

Pussy: I see. Why would you wish Mark to have such a miserable birthday? I thought you were always one of his favorites?

Casey: If I was one of his favorites, the booking hasn't shown it. I decided to take it upon myself to do something about my standing in this place, making sure I get a chance to prove my true worth, otherwise I will have to take my services elsewhere and say the proverbial "Fuck You" to Mark.

Pussy: Well, I can understand your frustrations about how you feel about your place in the show, but why not talk to Mark and Christian about it?

Casey: Don't you think I have tried that? Look at what it got me, I was booked in that triple threat match last week!!! All because Mark was feeling power hungry and wouldn't listen to reason, and Christian hasn't been able to talk much sense into that egotistical mans head. Mark, I hope you have a miserable birthday, you pathetic pile of crap!

Casey cackles as the scene fades to black.




Man in the Box hits as the current Roulette champion walks out to the ring with his wife walking behind him with his championship belt across her shoulder. He stares at the crowd as he lets his wife enter the ring before he does. The crowd is booing him as he ignores them completely and starts to talk in the microphone.

Goth: I???m not here to make you people like me, I???m not here to have you scream for joy. I???m here to talk about the idiot Drake Green and his bums Guns for Hire.

The crowd cheers when they hear the names of the men that stood up to him and his fellow Monstimals last week.

Goth: I know that you all got matches at the Supershow, Drake will get his ass kicked at High Stakers V. But You Guns For Hire. You guys should just have stayed home, polish those holsters and check if your guns have any ammo left. Because when the Monstimals are through with you guys, you wish you were playing with water pistols and pretend to be the fastest gun slinger of the wild west.

Goth: Because after a few weeks where Raab will dispose of Drake. Me and Samuel will do the same at the Climax Control after the Supercard. And you know why ???

The crowd is booing the champion as he gives them the finger, causing them to throw stuff in the ring.

Goth: Not just because we feel like it, not just because we can. But because this will make the birthday boy and TRUE owner of the SCW a happy man. The man that does not want to see his federation go to waste because of some posterboy thinsk he can just walk in and take what he wants?? No way!!!! It???s time for the Monstimal???s to destroy those who do not belong. And Guns for Hire??? You are marked to be destroyed. I hope your life insurance will pay you dearly

With that Man in the Box hits as the Roulette champion walks out




Wallace Jordan and Clint Outlaw are sitting on their front porch as the camera fades in on their faces.

Wallace Jordan: Hello SCW, this is your resident redneck and his buddy.

Clint Outlaw: Howdy

Wallace Jordan: We were told that it's someone's birthday today and well we thought it be appropriate to share our regards to the greatest boss man on the planet.

Clint Outlaw: Happy birthday you dumb ass

Wallace Jordan: We have sent you our special moonshine. Happy Birthday, Mark Ward.




MIXED TAG TEAM CAGE MATCH
Tim Staggs and The Masked Female Nobody vs Steve Ramone and Jessie Salco




Mikah is seen walking backstage, dressed in her usual attire that she wears when she???s not booked in a match when she stops for a moment to look at something plastered on the wall. She laughs before looking at the poster, promoting the next super show before adjusting the short skirt of her skin tight dress.

Mikah: ???Needs more Mikah.???

She tilts her head to the side before turning to walk down the hallway in the direction of Mark and Christian???s office, to bug Christian a bit and to rub it in his face that she beat Keira with no shadow of a doubt when she sees Drake Green walking in the general direction of her.

Mikah: ???Oh God, where???s a trash can when you need one????

She looks around, looking for a trash can before bending over to look under a box or a table and sighs before looking up at Drake.

Mikah: ???I guess the janitor will have to clean up some vomit. . .???

She shrugs her shoulders before moving her championship to her other shoulder and pretending to wipe a smudge or fingerprint off the nameplate before looking up to see Drake.

Mikah: ???I guess ignoring it doesn???t work, hm????

She places a fake smile on her face before looking him over, clearly not caring about her wandering eyes.

Mikah: ???Did you come looking for me again, Drakey? Marky Mark isn???t around right now, so if you???re looking for him instead, I can???t help you.???

She flashes him a smirk and Drake can't help but smile back.

Drake: Actually...I was looking for you this time. I wanted to...

He brushes his hand through his somewhat messy head of hair and then lowers his eyes in a sort of sheepish kind of way.

Drake: ...I wanted to apologize. I think we got off on the wrong foot back in August. I thought maybe we could start over.

She raises her eyebrows at him before a laugh spills out of her mouth before she covers her lips by pressing two fingers to them. She looks him over, narrowing her eyes at him.

Mikah: ???I???m sorry, am I supposed to believe you????

She looks at him again before looking down both ends of the hallway before her eyes land back on him.

Mikah: ???Because. . .I don???t think we got off in anyway. . .I mean, not really.???

She just shrugs her shoulders before pushing her blonde locks out of her face.

Mikah: ???And what???s in it for me????

She crosses her arms just under her chest, looking at Drake with a smirk on her face. He throws his arms up in the air and smiles wide, with a arrogant yet attractive demeanor.

Drake: Look...I just thought we could bury the hatchet. Truth is I don't know anything about you and...I don't know. I thought we could at least be civil. What do you think?

She looks at him, tilting her head to the side and letting her blonde locks shield one side of her face as she weighs her options in her head.

Mikah: ???Did Christian Underwood put you up to this????

She narrows her eyes at him again.

Mikah: ???Because I have this theory...about you and him. . .???

She doesn???t explain any further, just leaves it to the imagination. She then flashes him another smile before pushing herself off of the wall and taking a step toward him, closing the gap just a little between them.

Mikah: ???I still don???t see how it would benefit me to be civil to you. And as the Bombshell Champion. . .???

She pauses a moment to look up at him, a twinkle in her eye.

Mikah: ???I only do things to benefit myself. Because, obviously with me being ???civil??? toward you, you???d have a lot of benefits so to speak. I mean, I have been the only champion to hold a championship since May without dropping it to another Bombshell. So, you see my name holds a lot of weight around here. . .???

She just shrugs again before looking up into his eyes, biting on the right side of her bottom lip, drawing it carefully between her teeth.

Drake: You're absolutely right, Miks. Can I call you Miks?

He flashes his smile at her.

Drake: You're obviously one of the greatest bombshells this company has ever seen. I mean...between me and you...

Drake leans closer to her and whispers.

Drake: ...I don't think even Misty or Delia could've beaten you.

He leans back.

Drake: And I like to surround myself with positive influences. What could be more positive than the greatest Champion in SCW history. And when I say greatest I mean even better than me. I'm not saying we have to be buddies. But why be enemies? Right?

She rolls her eyes at him a bit.

Mikah: ???No, you can???t call me Miks. Only people who know me well enough get to call me that--and people I like.???

She flips her hair over her shoulder a bit before taking yet another step toward him again, trying to erase that ???bubble??? that most people have to cause a little discomfort between the two.

Mikah: ???And obviously, Drake. Have you been spending a little too much time with Christian? Because you kiss ass almost as good as he does.???

She flashes him a smile as they stand, close together.

Mikah: ???And because being enemies is just. . .so much more fun Why be nice? To be another Roxi Johnson? No thanks.???

Mikah smirks at him again before taking a step backwards, giving them more space.

Mikah: ???Give me an actual good reason to ???bury??? the hatchet with you, and I???ll consider it.???

She looks down at her championship, looking into the gold of it before looking him, a glint in her eyes. He backs up a bit, with now a more serious look on his face.

Drake: I get it. I totally understand. I just wanted to bury the hatchet, give you this gift, and maybe be friends. But I get it if you're not interested. Thanks anyway, Mikah.

He goes to walk away. She sighs, a frown settling on her face and she reaches out and grabs Drake???s hand to stop him but quickly pulls away from the touch.

Mikah: ???Wait. . .???

She waits for him to turn around.

Mikah: ???I???d be willing. . .to see said gift and then decide, I guess.???

She just shrugs her shoulders as she lets her eyes look him over again. She flashes him a smile, trying not to smirk.

Drake: You don't have to Mikah. I know you'd only be doing it out of pity. Sometimes people just aren't meant to be friends. I understand. I just wish I didn't spend so much money on getting it shipped here. FedEx is murder sometimes. But I should've known better. I'll have to just return it I guess???

She gives him a slightly irritated look.

Mikah: ???I???m not entirely sure what you want from me, Drake. But I just told you that I???d see this little ???gift??? and then decide. That???s basically a yes. . .???

She looks him over again.

Mikah: ???For you, anyways.???

She smirks at him a bit.

Drake: You sure? I don't want you to feel pressured or anything.

He brushes a her hair behind her hair a bit, catching her off guard, and smiles at her as he does.

Drake: I just...

He chuckles a bit.

Drake: I was really looking forward to seeing your reaction. To be honest I've been thinking about it all week.

She looks at him, a bit surprised and taken back just enough.

Mikah: ???Um. Okay.???

The confused look on her face screamed that she didn???t know what to say or how to respond to him.

Mikah: ???Okay. . .???

Drake: OKay? Are you ok?

He fixes the title belt on her shoulder.

Drake: That looks good on you.

She looks down at her championship then at him.

Mikah: ???Obviously.???

She takes a deep breath before looking at him again, struggling to let her guard down and struggling to keep it up at the same time.

Mikah: ???I thought. . .you were going to show me this. . .gift or whatever.???

She pauses for a moment and frowns.

Mikah: ???It better not be Christian Underwood or anything relating to him.???

Drake laughs.

Drake: Oh you are just too funny.

He playfully gives her a very light tap in the arm.

Drake: It's right through that door actually.

He points down the hall. She looks in the direction he pointed before looking back at him and batting her long, dark lashes at him.

Mikah: ???Well, aren???t you going to walk me down there????

She leans up and just lightly presses her lips to the corner of his mouth/cheek area.

Mikah: ???I mean after all, you are Drake Green. I thought you were supposed to be a gentleman. . .???

She bats her eyelashes at him again. Drake blushes a little and then smiles widely.

Drake: I'll be right behind you. I don't want to ruin the surprise and stand in front of you or anything.

She bats her lashes at him a few times before looking down the hallway and then takes a few steps toward the door and then looks over her shoulder at him.

Mikah: ???Are you sure you don???t want to walk alongside me????

She winks at him.

Mikah: ???I???ll even let you hold my hand, like I know you want to.???

She winks again.

Drake: Not at all. The view is perfect from back here.

Mikah keeps walking as the camera focuses on Drake's giant smile before cutting out.




Justin Decent: Ladies and gentleman our following contest is a Champions versus Challengers Bombshell Tag Team Match!

Adams: Dang, try saying that one five times fast.

The arena goes suddenly dark, as a child's voice plays over the p.a, as her words also flash up on the screen in red.

I can hear you breathing
Nobody here in the cradle does that anymore
How did you get in?
Will you help me?

Justin Decent: Introducing first are the challengers???

The bassy sounds of the drums begins to play as the cello then kicks in over the p.a and finally the guitar kicks in as green lights swirls around the entrance.

Justin Decent: Making her way to the ring???From Juneau, Alaska???Weighing in at 128lbs..The Punk Princess???AMY MARSHALL!

The boogie
The boogie
The boogie Man

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The boogie Man

The song then kicks in and Amy rushes out holding her face and then suddenly stops half way down the ramp to reveal her face. She wears a black leather surgical face mask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Marshall is written in red and in Japanese.

She then continues down the ramp, as slaps the hands of the awaiting fans, she then climbs into the ring, where she then climbs the turnbuckles and surveys the crowd before climbing back down and heads to the corner, where she takes off the mask and waits for the match to start.

The opening riff of "That's The Way" echoes throughout the sound system as the house lights drop down. A classic film style countdown begins on the screen as the crowd is beginning to become rather intrigued by what is happening. Before the counter hits zero, silence befalls the sound system.

"Everybody wants an easy ride on the merry-go-round that we call life Take a drive on cruise control, then you wake to find it's a winding road I had my dreams in view when the money ran out and the engine blew Hung my tears out to dry, then my dreams fell outta the clear blue sky And I, I was walking in the clouds feeling so safe and sound 'Til something else knocks me down"

The words burst through the sound system as plum and silver lights begin to bounce around the sold out arena. A woman with dark, raven hair steps out from behind the curtain as the crowd has no idea what is happening. The raven hair female walks down the ramp holding a silver clutch in her right hand while stopping at the bottom of it. She gives a half smile half smirk towards the crowd before looking over her shoulder back toward the stage.

"Oh and that's the way it is You gotta roll with the punches Oh and that's the way it goes You gotta bend when the wind blows You live, you learn You crash, you burn It's hit or miss And that's the way it is"

The crowd has started to murmur underneath their breaths as a woman sucking on a lollipop walks out from behind the curtain. The crowd lets out a sigh of relief as they realize that it's Candy Overton making her presence known to the world. She is sucking on her trademark lollipop while waving toward the crowd. Her facial expressions almost change in an instance when she notices the raven haired female standing at the bottom of the ramp. The woman holds that clutch she had been holding high into the air as Candy slowly walks down the ramp.

Justin Decent: Introducing at this time being accompanied to the ring by Miss Ravenwood. She hails from Salt Lake City, Utah but currently resides in Las Vegas, Nevada please welcome Candy Overton.

"One fine day you wake up, completely, hopelessly fallen in love He's just what you're looking for, the only problem is that the man's not sure Another guy will give you everything, the only problem is you don't feel a thing Well I know from experience, nothing's ever gonna make perfect sense Oh, one day you get what you want, but it's not what you think, then you get what you need"

Candy finally meets Miss Ravenwood at the bottom of the ramp. Miss Ravenwood gets almost right in Candy's face as she is berating her. Candy shakes her head while sticking a lollipop into her mouth. She hops up onto the ring apron, enters it the normal lady way and continues to wave at her fans. Miss Ravenwood openly slaps Candy across the face as the song begins to fade.

Justin Decent: And introducing their opponents???

The lights turn pink, red and purple as "Evil Angel" by: Breaking Benjamin plays. Melanie Gabrielle walks out with her sword in one hand and the Bombshell Roulette Championship in the other. She raises them up into the air and lets out a battle cry.

Justin Decent: Introducing first???From Copenhagen, Denmark???Weighing in at 130lbs???She is the current SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion???MELANIE GABRIELLE!!

Melanie walks down the ramp as the crowd cheers loudly for her. As she gets into the ring, the lights turn off and a spot light is on her. She jumps into the ring and walks into the center. Melanie takes her crown off her head and tosses into the air. She catches it as the lights turn to normal.

???Assassin" by Muse starts to play as soon as the chorus hits Lucy jumps out from the stage and tosses her cloak off.

Justin Decent: And her tag team partner???From Moscow, Russia???Weighing in 121lbs???She is the SCW Bombshell Internet Champion...LUCY SERAPHINA!!

Lucy looks around and starts to swiftly moves down the ramp. Lucy jumps onto the stairs and climbs over the turnbuckle. She flips herself in and goes to the center. She screams loudly and gets ready to fight.

Melanie and Lucy quickly deliberate who will start things off first and it appears that they have decided Lucy to be the one. Meanwhile, Amy and Candy have their own discussion and when Amy sees Lucy staying in the ring, she tries her best to get this match started against Lucy, but Candy wants to be the one to start things off. Amy eventually gives in and Amy and Melanie both step through the topes in their respective corners as Candy and Lucy are set to kick things off. After a few moments, Drew calls for the bell!

DING! DING! DING!

Candy and Lucy quickly approach one another and lock their arms together in an attempt to get the advantage over the other. Lucy quickly wrenches Candy???s arm behind her and Irish whips her towards the ropes. Candy, however, leaps at the ropes in a springboard maneuver and flies back at Lucy with a double axehandle, sending Lucy down to the canvas and Candy goes for an early pin attempt!

Simone: She could have it here!

1..

2- No! Lucy quickly kicks out but Candy gets back to her feet and pulls the Bombshell Internet Champion to her feet with her.

Adams:: I think we???re seeing a more determined Candy early on, Belinda.

Simone: It seems so, Jason. A lot of people are considering Candy the underdog going into High Stakes V against Melanie, but she???s been in this business for a while. She knows what she has to do to win the Roulette Championship.

Candy gets Lucy in a front facelock and wraps her leg around Lucy???s knee. She tries to go for a fisherman???s suplex but Lucy blocks the maneuver and fights back! She begins throwing hard jabs to Candy???s midsection, trying to force Candy to break the hold. After a few shots it works and Lucy delivers a quick standing dropkick that sends Candy stumbling back against the ropes! Lucy runs over towards Amy and hits her with a forearm that knocks her off of the ring apron and when Candy stumbles against the ropes, Melanie kicks her in the back hard!

Adams:: The Angel Clan fighting right back and a little bit dirty, too! I like it!

Simone: I don???t think Amy and Lucy share your enthusiasm much, Jason.

Lucy heads over and tags Melanie into the match but Lucy doesn???t step through the ropes right away. Melanie enters the ring as both women grab one of Candy???s arms whip her across the ring. When Candy rebounds back they hit her with a double elbow and Candy collapses down to the mat. Just as Lucy is about to head back over to her corner, Amy comes flying out of no-where, and hits her with a spear! She???s not even given a chance to continue her assault as Drew Patton pulls Amy away from Lucy and orders her back to her corner!

Adams:: Payback is a you-know-what!

Simone: We haven???t seen the last of that yet, either. I???m sure Lucy will pay for that even more later on.

As Melanie focuses on Candy, Lucy rolls out of the ring and tries to regain her composure. Melanie pulls Candy up to her feet and delivers a hard right punch to the face followed by an uppercut as she backs Candy against the ropes! She goes to deliver a knife edge chop to the chest, but Candy ducks steps past Melanie. She spins around and delivers a kick to the jaw and Melanie stumbles back to the corner nearest Amy! Amy has her arm reached out, ready for a tag and Candy makes the tag!

Adams:: And here comes Amy! Wooo!

Simone: I think Amy is finally relieved to get some in-ring time.

Amy quickly steps through the ropes, stopping right in front of Melanie. Candy wraps her hands around Melanie???s throat, holding her back while Amy delivers a series of kicks to the gut! After Drew warns her, Candy lets go and lets Amy handle Melanie. Lucy has pulled herself back up to the ring apron and she???s glaring across the ring, waiting for her moment to get back in the ring. Amy delivers a few knife edge chops to Melanie???s chest before she takes a step back and leaps on to Melanie???s shoulders, delivering a standing Frankensteiner!

Crowd:: POP!

Amy reaches back and hooks Melanie???s leg and Drew drops down for the count!

1...

2- Lucy charges into the ring and kicks Amy in the back of the head, breaking up the count!

Simone: That one had to rattle Amy???s brain a bit.

Adams:: It rattled my brain just watching it!

Simone: I wasn???t aware that you had a brain, Jason.

Adams:: Well apparently I do! Because I just felt it!

Lucy is quickly ordered back over to her corner by Drew, though not before Amy plans to get some retribution. As soon as Amy stands up, though, Candy reaches in a tags herself back in! Amy turns around, shocked, as Candy steps through the ropes and climbs to the second turnbuckle. She jumps off and delivers a dropkick to Melanie.

Simone: I know Candy wants to show people what she???s capable of, but with a partner like Amy, I???d be careful of tagging herself in like that again.

Amy steps back to the ring apron, reluctantly, and scowls as she watches Candy take control of the match. Candy has pulled Melanie back to her feet and now has the Bombshell Roulette Champion locked in a painful abdominal stretch! Melanie is clearly hurting and Candy only makes it worse as she digs her elbow into Melanie???s side, trying to get her to give up, but Melanie is refusing!

Adams:: Candy seems to be going for the technical approach tonight, Belinda.

Simone: Perhaps she???s giving Melanie a taste of what is to come at High Stakes V.

As Candy keeps the abdominal stretch locked in, Lucy takes it upon herself to once again attempt to get into the ring and break the hold! Drew notices, however, and stops her from even stepping through the ropes. Amy jumps down from the apron on her side and walks around the ring right over to Lucy! She grabs a hold of Lucy???s leg and pulls her down to the floor below, but Lucy???s face bounces off the ring apron before she does! The crowd in the front row go crazy as Amy begins laying it into Lucy!

Simone: Amy hasn???t been very happy since losing the Bombshell Internet Championship to Lucy just two weeks ago, and it???s showing right now.

Back in the ring, Candy has released the abdominal stretch on Melanie, and is trying her best to ignore the brawl going on outside the ring. Amy sends Lucy crashing into the steel steps before she heads back over to her corner and once again takes her place on the ring apron. Candy drags Melanie to the center of the ring. She sets her up and delivers a quick Snap Suplex before she jumps back to her feet and heads over to Amy, making the tag! Amy climbs to the top rope and leaps off the turnbuckle, delivering a diving elbow to the downed Melanie Gabrielle! She hooks the leg goes for the pin attempt!

1..

2..

3-NO! Melanie kicks out and Amy is as frustrated as ever. She gets back to her feet and pulls Melanie with her, but once again, she???s taken off guard as Lucy gets back into the ring and tackles her to the mat, only this time, all hell breaks loose! Amy and Lucy begin rolling around the ring exchanging blows and Candy has entered the ring once again and goes after Melanie!

Simone: And the moment we???ve all been expecting. When Drew loses all control of these ladies.

Adams:: I love when this happens! I love a good Bombshell Brawl!

Melanie manages to overpower Candy quickly as she backs her into the corner and climbs to the second rope and begins delivering a series of punches to Candy???s face! Meanwhile, Amy and Lucy are exchanging blows in the center of the ring as Drew tries to regain order.

Adams:: I don???t even know who the two legal women are anymore, Belinda!

Simone: Amy and Melanie are the legal women, Jason, but neither is paying attention to the other. And I???m not sure Drew even knows that they are the legal women, either.

Just before Melanie gets to the tenth punch to the face, Candy stuns everyone when she grabs a hold of Melanie and steps away from the turnbuckle! Melanie is fighting with everything she has but Candy manages to deliver a seated powerbomb that takes the wind out of both women, just as Amy clothesline Lucy over the top rope! Candy slowly rolls herself out of the ring and leans against the ring apron on the outside, regaining her composure while Amy gets back to Melanie.

Simone: What a fantastic match all four of these women are putting on tonight. If this is any indication of the matches we???ll see at High Stakes V, we???re on our way to one amazing show.

Adams:: As if the shows are anything but amazing?!

Amy spins back around, focusing on Melanie once again. She reaches down to pull her back to her feet but Melanie, exhausted as she may be, starts fighting back! She punches and kicks at Amy until she pulls the Punk Princess forward and flips her over and on to her back! Melanie is still exhausted but she manages to make her way back to her feet, along with Amy. Candy and Lucy are back in their corners, looking for the tag from both women!

Simone: Someone has to do something, because I think both of these women are getting exhausted now. Amy had very little time to rest after that brawl.

Adams:: And Melanie has just been battered tonight, but she refuses to give up!

Amy and Melanie begin exchanging blows once again until Amy takes Melanie and whips her across the ring. Melanie rebounds back and Amy goes for the clothesline at the same time Melanie does and both women go down in a double clothesline and by this time Lucy and Candy are desperate to make the tags! Amy and Melanie begin slowly crawling towards their corners, reaching to make the tag!

Simone: Who will make the tag first! Both are so close!

Adams:: Melanie! Melanie has just tagged in Lucy!

As Lucy darts through the ropes and grabs a hold of Amy by the ankle to stop her, Amy hobbles on one leg, still reaching to tag Candy in! In a desperate move, she delivers a spinning heel kick that causes Lucy to release her ankle and Amy dives towards Candy!

Simone: She did it! She made the tag!

Candy dashes into the ring as Amy rolls out. Candy reaches down and pulls Lucy up and the two begin battling it out for control over the other. Amy is leaning against the ring apron on the outside, watching as Lucy gets Candy into position and delivers the Assassin???s Night!

Simone: Cradle DDT! Lucy just delivered the Assassin???s night and Candy looks to be knocked out cold!

Lucy rolls Candy over on to her back and is going for the cover just as Amy is trying to slide back into the ring, but the crowd is going crazy as dashing down the ring, once again, is Alexis Edwards! She???s charging right towards Amy as Lucy hooks Candy???s leg and Drew drops down for the count!

1!

Amy pulls herself into the ring and under the bottom rope!

2!

As Amy tries to break the count and save the match, Alexis grabs Amy by her ankle and pulls her out of the ring!

3!!!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin Decent: Ladies and Gentleman your winners via pinfall???Lucy Seraphina and Melanie Gabrielle!

Simone: I can???t believen what we???ve just seen here, Jason! Amy was about to break up the count, but Alexis prevented that from happening! She might have just cost her and Candy the match!

Jason: And now the two are brawling on the outside.

Alexis tries to get the better of Amy quickly, but Amy is now pissed off! When Alexis goes to whip her against the steel steps, Amy reverses and sends Alexis crashing against them instead! But she doesn???t stop there! She approaches the self-proclaimed Nobody and begins delivering a series of hard kicks and stomps before she starts searching under the ring for something.

Simone: Amy looking for retribution for not only tonight, but the attack two weeks ago.

Adams:: I think she???s about to get it, Belinda!

As Amy searches for a weapon of choice under the ring, Alexis hobbles back to her feet, with her back turned to Amy. Amy finally pulls out barbed wire wrapped baseball bat and she holds it up for the crowd to see and they go absolutely crazy!

Adams:: Uh oh???I think Alexis is about to lose some blood!

Simone: This is not good for Alexis, but I am honestly looking forward to seeing her get a taste of her own medicine!

As Alexis slowly spins around to face Amy, Amy swings the bat and nails Alexis right in the midsection and the barbed wire sticks into Alexis??? skin! A seriously pained expression falls over Alexis??? face as Amy yanks the bat away, and out of her skin, and Alexis??? doubles forward, but Amy swings again, only this time bringing the bat across Alexis??? back! When she pulls it away, she throws the bat to the ground and glares down at Alexis??? with a furious expression and SCW officials start dashing to the ring to get control of this mess.

Simone: I think Alexis??? is out after that one! I think the pain of that was just too much!

Adams:: Kudos to Amy!

As Amy heads to the back and the SCW officials check on Alexis, Candy Overton has rolled out of the ring, disappointed but the fans cheer her on for a great performance. She high fives some fans as she heads to the back just behind Amy, and Melanie and Lucy are finally able to celebrate in the ring.




The scene switches to show Natalie McKinley stood somewhere in her hometown of Cardiff, Wales; Natalie is wearing a replica Cardiff City F.C. shirt.

Natalie: I am reliably informed that today is the birthday of one of the co-owners of SCW. Unfortunately, I'm unable to wish the man happy birthday in person, as the other co-owner won't allow me to be at Climax Control, so instead, I'm having to settle for recording this video.

Natalie lets out a slight sigh.

Natalie: Plenty of people in the wrestling world will have things to say about Mark Ward. And plenty of them will have negative things to say about him - but not me.

Natalie shakes her head.

Natalie: After my actions six weeks ago, at Summer XXXTreme III, while others were queuing up to castigate me, Mark Ward took to Twitter to give me his backing - something that I very much appreciated.

Natalie smiles.

Natalie: Just as an aside, I want to say thank you to Amy Marshall, for tweeting her support for me, this past Friday.

There is a brief pause, before Natalie speaks again.

Natalie: You know, in recent days, I've begun to find myself agreeing with Mikah's opinions of the two owners of SCW - so much so that I've even chosen to wear one of these.

Natalie takes off her shirt, revealing that underneath, she is wearing a "Mikah Approved, Team Hot Stuff" t-shirt. Her smile then broadens.

Natalie: Happy birthday, Mr Ward.

The scene cuts away.




Backstage, Christian Underwood is standing in front of the SCW logo.

Christian: Okay, I have a little announcement to make. Everybody out there knows how much I *hate* to be the bearer of bad news, but this one has to go out to our reigning Bombshell Champion, Mikah. You see, originally Mikah was set to defend her championship at High Stakes V against Mercedes Vargas, one on one. But as we all saw earlier, Mikah just could not leave well enough alone, and she cost her number one challenger a match. Now, logic argues that if the number on challenger is defeated, then the one who beat them should be the new number one challenger, correct? Well to this, Mark and I had a little chat and we came up with the only obvious solution over which Bombshell should get the title match against Mikah. And that solution is as follows...

WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP - TRIPLE THREAT
Mikah ?? vs Mercedes Vargas vs Crystal Hilton

The crowd cheers as the camera cuts back to a smiling Christian who shrugs.

Christian: Sorry Mikah, but this time you have nobody to blame but yourself.




INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP - STEEL CAGE
Despayre ?? vs "The Mental Rapist" Sean Jackson




Horace Jackson, former SCW superstar, is standing in front of the Staples Center as he appears on the giant screen.

Horace Jackson: Hello SCW World, I am still here in the United States and kicking butt. I just wanted to send a special shout out to "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward and say happy birthday you dirty ole chap.




The lights dim and soft blue and white lights fade back in. A clicking can be heard before light guitars of Shinedown???s ???Diamond Eyes??? begin to play out from the speakers. A bit of smoke trickles over the stage area and the crowd rises to their feet.

I am the shadow, and the smoke in your eyes
I am the ghost, that hides in the night

The guitars get heavier and the crowd begins to clap along with the beat.

Boom-lay boom-lay, boom!

As the guitars kick in heavy, bursts of pyrotechnics go off around the stage that elicits a loud cheer from the crowd.

POP! POP! POP! POP! CRACK! CRACK! BOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

As the smoke clears, out walks Drake Green with a giant smile on his face. His hair dripping wet and his t-shirt half soaked through. The crowd jumps to their feet cheering as he steps onto the stage. He raises both arms up and down motioning for the crowd to get up to their feet. The crowd responds with loud cheers as they get up.

Crowd: Massive POP!

Green, still with a large smile, stands tall in dark blue jeans and a blue blazer over his "One More Time" t-shirt. He raises both arms straight up in the air points toward the sky as the crowd starts to get behind him. He taps his left fist over his heart twice and points back up to the sky in salute. Just as the lyrics for the song kick in, Drake makes his way down toward the ring, slapping hands of fans on either side of the railings but losing his smile a bit as a focused look comes over his face.

Justin: Please welcome to the ring at this time, from Chicago, Illinois...he is the ???Original Showstopper??? DRAAAAAKE GREEEEEEEN!

Drake trades handshakes and hugs with several of the fans in the crowd as he makes his way toward the ring. He walks around the entire rings, making sure he says hello to all the fans at ringside. Finally, he hops onto to the apron and steps up on the second rope and raises his arms again for the crowd. He steps down and walks over to the opposite corner and climbs up again.

Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!

He steps down off of the rope and walks over toward the side of the ring, motioning for the microphone.

Drake: Helloooo Santa Marta!

Crowd: POP!

Drake: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages...welcome to the show!

Crowd: Even louder POP!

Drake: Are you ready for the most magical, the most fantastical showstopper of all time?! I am your soldier, I am your savior, I am your Main Event Maker and I got just one question for ya. What time is it?!

Crowd: Showtime!

Drake: No, no, no. I said what time is it?

Crowd: Showtime!

Drake: People of Columbia, MY PEOPLE! I know you can do better than that. I asked you WHAT MOTHER FUCKING TIME IS IT?!

Crowd: SHOWTIME!

Drake holds his left arm up and points out to the crowd. He nods his head as he moves his arm, panning through the crowd. He mouths the words "THANK YOU" to the crowd before handing quieting them down. He starts to pace with a smile plastered over his face.

Drake: You know last week I came down tot his ring with my brothers in arms, Ethan Brody and Landon Axel, and I wanted to make a statement. I wanted to beat back the Monstimals and show the SCW Universe that we will not back down. That a tyrant and a dictator will not push us around. I wanted to show everyone that was watching that the good will always triumph over the bad. I came down this ring last Sunday night with the sole purpose of knocking Lord Raab on his ass. I think we did pretty good, what do you think?

Crowd: POP!

He continues to smile as he walks around the ring with the microphone.

Drake: But something else happened. Something I gotta be honest, I wasn???t expecting. You see, as I was in that ring celebrating with Guns For Hire something caught my eye. It was just lying down there on the canvas???calling to me. It was screaming my name and it hit me. It was the???no it was MY SCW World Heavyweight Championship!

Crowd: MEGA POP!

Drake: When I first came back here I was chanting the mantra of ???ONE MORE TIME???. That meant one more run, one more time with my people, my Showstoppers from around the world, one more chance to entertain all of you. But it took on another meaning last week. It took on the meaning of one more Championship.

Crowd: More cheers.

Drake: So let me make this clear???to Lord Raab and Mark Ward and who ever the fuck is listening???I???m coming for you, pal. You???ve got something that belongs to me and I???m taking it back. Even if I have to pry to it from your sick, disturbing, cold, dead fingers. I???m coming baby, and I???m bringing the SCW Universe with me!

Crowd: SHOWTIME! SHOWTIME! SHOWTIME!

As if on cue, The opening beat of drums is heard through the speaker, The fans instantly boo and cheer as a huge guitar riff 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. 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. He drops down to the canvas and Justin hands him a microphone as the music fades out. He goes to speak but just starts laughing.

HS: You think for one second that ya got a shot at challenging for my world title?

He keeps laughing as the crowd begins to boo.

HS: Let me make it clear that ya never got a chance. I prefer people with talent to hold my titles and well let's be honest, I have more talent in my little finger than you've got in your entire body.

Drake: Mark I thought you might say that.

HS: You thought? I didn???t know you knew how to do that.

Drake laughs off Mark???s childish insult.

Drake: Yes Mark. So when I was thiiiiinkiiiiing???.

He winks at Ward.

Drake: I realized that there would be no way in hell that you would ever grant me a title match against Raab. I knew that much. So I thought that maybe I should extend my hand???an olive branch???and make amends. There???s so much animosity between us, Mark, that I don???t even know where or when it started. So my idea would be to just bury the hatchet. That seems to be the theme of the night for me.

HS: More chance of Christian winning Miss World.

Drake: I figured you might say that so???I had a back up plan. A little birdie told me it was your birthday on Monday, Mark? Is that right?

HS: Why don???t you go have a wank, Drake. Get out of my ring so I can move on with the show. People don't wanna see you out here.

Drake: Look, at least let me give you my present. Maybe that might change your mind.

HS: Sure, this ought to be good. Let me guess ya gonna have ya little bitches come jump me from behind? Try to force me to sign a contract for a match? It ain???t gonna happen ya washed up hack so let???s get on with it so I can go have some drinks and get my birthday party started early.

Drake: Funny you should mention my friends because they are actually keeping an eye on your present for me. Isn???t that right Ethan?

Ethan: I believe you are correct, sir.

The crowd erupts in cheers as Ethan Brody comes up on the big screen.

Drake: Ethan! How goes it? Where are you exactly, Ethan?

Ethan: Well me and Landon are on the pier here over looking the Carribean. It???s a fine evening view I might add don???t ya say, Landon?

The camera zooms out to show Landon Axel.

Axel: I reckon it is a mighty fine view, Ethan.

HS: What is this, Green? I don???t have time for this.

Drake: Boys, why don???t we show our beloved boss what his birthday present is?

Axel: My pleasure.

The camera zooms out even further to show Mikah, strung up on a rope hanging off of the pier over the Caribbean Sea. Her hair is a mess and her arms are tied together in front of her. She screams obscenities towards Ethan and Landon as she kicks angrily and tries to shake herself loose to no avail. The crowd erupts as the camera zooms in on Mark Ward???s face.

HS: What the fuck do you think you???re doing, Drake? Get her down now!

Drake: Whoa, whoa, Mark???why are you getting so upset? Do you not like your present?

HS: If you don???t get those fucking morons to let her go, or you lot will be all at the unemployment office in the morning.

Drake: Well, here???s the thing Boss Man???can I call you Boss Man? The thing is you can???t fire us. We have iron clad contracts and well???you???re fucked.

Crowd: MASSIVE POP!

Drake: So Mark. All you gotta do to help out your bombshell Champion, your drinking buddy, and what everyone in this arena is pretty sure of???your mistress???

Laughs.

Drake:???all you gotta do is make the match, Mark. You make the match and we can all go home dry.

HS: You think you can get me to give you a match because of this? This is what I think of this.

Hot Stuff raises his middle finger in Drake's face.

HS: Who the fuck do you think you are, you can't do this!

Drake cuts him off, stepping in closer and getting more serious.

Drake: Yes Mark I do. I think I can make you my BITCH! You started this game and I intend to finish it. You threw the rulebook out of the window when you went after Lyah. It???s my turn now motherfucker.

Cheers.

Drake: So the choice is yours. Either your girl swims with the sharks in the Caribbean or Drake Green main events High Stakes for the third year in a row. Your choice!

As soon as Drake finishes his sentence, he pulls a rolled up contract with a pen clipped to it out of his sport coat and smacks it into the chest of Mark Ward.

Drake: What???s it gonna be, Mark? Your move.

Hot Stuff looks incredibly angry but as he looks up at the screen and sees Ethan Brody and Landon Axel laughing as Mikah hangs out over the sea???he knows he doesn???t have a choice. He grabs the contract and scribbles his name across the page before shoving back into Drake???s chest and the crowd cheers even louder.

HS: Fine. If you wanna get in the ring with that Monster and get torn from limb to limb that???s fine with me. But just remember???I get to make the match. The stipulations, the rules, and who gets to stand at ringside. You heard the saying be careful what you wish for and the one, you've bit off more than you can chew? These phrases are apt for you now Drake because Raab will rip you to pieces. Now you tell that crazy bastard to cut Mikah down.

Drake smiles.

Drake: You heard him, Mr. Brody. Cut her down.

Ethan: My pleasure, Mr. Green, my pleasure indeed.

Ethan takes out a knife and cuts the rope, dropping Mikah straight into the Caribbean Sea.

Drake: Go fish!

Mark Ward darts out of the ring as the crowd laughs along with Guns For Hire and Drake. ???Diamond Eyes??? begins to play one more time as Drake gets up on the turnbuckle and raises his arm toward the crowd.




Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, plase welcome to the stage, SCW's "Hostess With the Mostess" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd in Colombia cheers and laughs as the flamboyant performer enters the stage, dressed comedically to resemble the nation's own Shakira, complete with blonde wig, golden cutoff top and skintight matching pants.

Simone: Somehow that outfit looks better on the real Shakira.

Adams: Duh!

The music for Shakira's hit "Whenever, Wherever" starts tto play and Amanda begins to dance and perform...

Amanda: Lucky you were born that far away
So we could both make fun of distance
Lucky that I love a foreign land for
The lucky fact of your existence

Baby I would climb the Andes solely
To count the freckles on your body
Never could imagine there were only
Ten million ways to love somebody

Le do, lo le, lo le
Le do, lo le, lo le
Can't you see?
I'm at your feet!

Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear

The crowd suddenly breaks out into deafening cheers as Shakira herself makes her way onto the stage to join Amanda...!

Shakira: There over, here under
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
But that's the deal my dear

Lucky that my lips not only mumble
They spill kisses like a fountain
Lucky that my breasts are small and humble
So you don't confuse them with mountains

Lucky I have strong legs like my mother
To run for cover when I need it
And these two eyes are for no other
The day you leave will cry a river

Le do, lo le, lo le
Le do, lo le, lo le
At your feet
I'm at your feet!

Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear

Together: There over, here under
You'll never have to wonder
We can always play by ear
But that's the deal my dear

Le do, lo le, lo le
Le do, lo le, lo le
Think out loud
Say it again

Le do, lo le, lo le, lo le
Tell me one more time
That you'll live
Lost in my eyes

Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear

There over, here under
You've got me head over heels
There's nothing left to fear
If you really feel the way I feel

Whenever, wherever
We're meant to be together
I'll be there and you'll be near
And that's the deal my dear

There over, here under
You've got me head over heels
There's nothing left to fear
If you really feel the way I feel

The crowd cheers as Shakira embraces Amanda in a hug. The two separate and Amanda applauds the Grammy winning singer while she takes a bow and the two exit the stage together...




Before the main event can take place, Zuri Chastain is standing in the backstage area with Rocky Mountains right beside her. Rocky is trying to hype up Zuri's return but she is not having it.

Rocky Mountains: Zuri, it is so great to see you here in Colombia.

Zuri Chastain: I was told that my services were needed so here I am. Now what is so damn important.

The big roulette wheel appears behind them as Zuri rolls her eyes.

Zuri Chastain: Are you kidding me? This is what I was called here for. Why couldn't you dweebs give those morons a regular match for once.

Rocky Mountains: Zuri, you still need to spin the wheel.

Zuri Chastain: Fine

Zuri grabs a hold of one the wooden pegs and gives the wheel a good spin. The wheel rotates really fast as Rocky is looking at her phone. The wheel stops in the middle of two stipulations. Rocky looks confused as Zuri is scratching her head.

Zuri Chastain: Has that ever happened before?

Rocky Mountains: I have no idea but we are about to find out.

Inside the arena Jason Adams is wondering what the two ladies were looking at.

Adams: What are we going to find out?

Simone: I have no clue but it's great to see Zuri again.

Untravelled Road's throbbing beat and clapping begins to play as Connor Murphy comes out on stage, one arm shaking with the beat over his head as the other pulls his cigarette from his lips while holding a red solo cup. Starting down towards the ring, he jokes and smirks at the fans.

Justin: The following is a best two out of three falls with the loser kissing the winner's feet and it is for the Sin City Wrestling Roulette Championship. Introducing first, hailing from Ottawa Ontario Canada Connor MURPHY!

Connor stops part way around the ring at the announcers table to take one final puff of his cigarette then looks for something to put it out in. With a smirk and a nod at Belinda, he motions putting out the cigarette in her drink only to wave it off and put his glass down on the table and drop the butt into it. Climbing into the ring, he wipes at his nose then smirks for the fans again.

Adams: Connor looks ready for this match to begin.

Simone: He is always ready for a fight.

Man in the Box hits through the sound system as the arena goes black except for a bright white light that shines through the entire entrance way. On the Titan Tron we see the name Goth appear with the figure of the classic clip of Alice In Chains with the sown shut eyes emerges behind the name.

Justin: and the opponent from New York City, he is the current reigning and defending SCW Roulette champion...Goth

The figure that we know is Goth emerges with Sapphira by his side who holds the championship belt across her shoulder as he holds his stick in his hand for blind and visually impaired as he moves to the ring. He slowly walks up the steps with the stick in front of him, helping him to climb the steps. He climbs through the ropes and hands Sapphira his stick before kissing her mouth and watches her walk to the time keeper.

Adams: I wonder how this match is going to work.

Simone: I believe we will have someone when two matches and the loser kisses the winner's feet.

Jasmine St. John is holding up the Roulette Championship as Goth is getting his final prep done in the corner. Jasmine turns her back to hand the championship over to the time keeper when Connor sprints across the ring, leaps into the air and catches Goth with a body splash in the corner. Jasmine calls for the bell as Connor starts to stomp Goth in the corner. The crowd is letting Connor know what they feel about this as he quickly gives them the up yours hand gesture while continuing to stomp a mudhole in Goth.

Simone: Connor sure didn't wait for the bell to sound.

Adams: I bet he doesn't want to kiss Goth's nappy feet.

Connor grabs a hold of Goth's arm and shoots him off across the ring. He follows Goth into the corner with a hard clothesline which nearly causes Goth to crumble. Connor keeps him standing upright as he starts to scream in his face. Connor then hooks him up before tossing him out of the corner with a high hip toss. Goth's back bows from the impact as Connor follows it up with a body splash while landing in a pinning attempt. Jasmine slides into position as she strikes the canvas

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Goth manages to kick out before her hand can hit for a two count.

Connor gets to one knee, grabs a hold of Goth's head, lifts him up and begins to pound his face in with repeated rights. The crowd still isn't behind Connor but they are really enjoying the action thus far. Connor stands back up to his feet and bounces off the ring ropes. As he is about to rebound, Goth catches him with a spinning heel kick which knocks Connor to the canvas. Goth quickly bounces back up to his feet and connects with a quick leg drop across Connor's neck.

Simone: Goth has taken over this match

Adams: For now

Sapphira walks away from the time keeper as she gets a better view of her man in action. Goth gets back up to his feet while dragging Connor back up to his. Goth keeps control over Connor's arm as he goes to shoot him toward the ropes. Connor counters it as Goth bounces off the ropes instead. Connor ducks the initial clothesline attempt as he catches Goth in the back of the head with a leaping calf kick. Goth drops to one knee as Connor follows up with a vicious shining wizard. Connor quickly shoots the half as he goes for another cover.

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Goth manages to roll a shoulder up as Connor starts smacking himself across the face.

He stands back up trying to think of his next move. He sees Goth beginning to stir and runs toward the ring ropes. As he is about to rebound, Sapphira grabs a hold of Connor's foot and trips him up. As Connor stumbles forward, Goth catches him in a small package while pinning his shoulders to the canvas.

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Justin: The winner of the first fall is Goth.

Goth quickly gets back up to his feet as Connor does the same. Jasmine gives Sapphira a warning for getting involved as she throws her hands in the air.

Adams: Goth now has one fall. If he manages to get another one then Connor will be kissing his foot.

Simone: Goth had better thank Sapphira for the hidden assist.

Jasmine tells them to continue as Goth and Connor begin to circle each other. Connor reaches his arms out looking to lock up with Goth who fires a quick left jab into Connor's face. Goth strikes a few more times as Connor is trying his best to cover up. Goth continues to press the assault as he holds Connor against the ropes. He grabs a hold of Connor's arm and goes to shoot him off. Instead he turns Connor around in mid move and catches him with a hard clothesline. The back of Connor's head smacks off the canvas as Goth quickly rolls out of the ring.

He grabs a hold of Connor's legs while dragging over towards the corner. He holds both legs open while looking around the arena. He is just about to pull Connor into the steel ring post but Connor counters it by yanking his legs up. The quick motion sends Goth face first into the ring post as Sapphria places two hands over her nose. Goth kneels down by the ring post as Connor quickly slides out of the ring. Jasmine is telling both men to get back inside the ring. Connor is standing over Goth as Sapphira is pleading for him to not to do anything. Jasmine is yelling at Connor as he just flicks her off.

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With that gesture of disrespect, Jasmine starts her count as Connor grabs a hold of Goth's head. He pulls it back while looking directly into Goth's eyes. Connor spits directly into Goth's face then slams his face one more time against the steel ring post.

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Connor rolls into the ring just so he can break the count. He rolls right back out as Goth is struggling to get back up to his feet.

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4

Connor bends down and grabs Goth by his wrestling trunks and hoists him back up to his feet. While still holding Goth by his wrestling tights, he chunks him directly into the barricade at ringside.

Simone: Connor is relentless right now.

Adams: That roulette championship just does something to you.

Goth is holding his back as Connor picks him back up and flings him shoulder first into the steel steps. The steps dislodge with the impact as Connor follows up with a low dropkick. Sapphira is screaming at Jasmine to do her job as Connor slides back into the ring.
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Jasmine continues her count as Goth is trying to get back up to his feet. Connor is urging for Jasmine to count faster but she stops her count to tell him to shut up. While she is arguing with Connor, Goth slips back into the ring. Connor pushes past Jasmine, grabs a hold of Goth and spikes his head into the canvas.

Simone: What a wicked DDT

Connor quickly shoots the half and hooks the far leg.

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Justin: and the winner of the second fall is Connor Murphy

Connor celebrates a little while walking over towards the corner. Jasmine is checking on Goth as Sapphira shows a sign of concern on her face.

Adams: We are all tied up.

Simone: Whoever gets this last fall wins the match and the championship.

Goth is slowly making it back up to his feet as Connor bursts out of his corner with a stiff clothesline knocking Goth back down to the canvas. Connor continues the onslaught as he repeatedly strikes Goth on top of his head. Goth is trying very hard to cover up but nothing seems to be working. Connor gets up, hops over the ring ropes and slingshots himself back into the ring while driving his body into Goth's body. He goes for another cover.

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Sapphira grabs Goth's foot and places it on the bottom rope as Jasmine stops the count.

Connor shoots back up to his feet while glaring a hole into Sapphira. Connor once again bounces off the ring ropes looking for another shining wizard but Goth counters it with a school boy roll up. Goth even has a handful of Connor's tights as Jasmine counts again.

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Connor kicks his legs out as Goth falls on his hands and knees.

Goth gets back up to his feet as Connor does the same. Goth is quick to grab him around his waist and toss him across the ring with a belly to belly suplex. Connor quickly shoots back up as Goth catches him flush against his nose with beautiful dropkick.

Simone: That is a picture perfect dropkick

Goth quickly shoots back up to his feet as he picks Connor up off the canvas. He kicks him in the midsection before spiking his head into the canvas.

Adams: Chaos ADDT, I think Goth got all of it.

Goth shoots the half while going for the pin.

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2.5 Connor just barely gets the shoulder up as Goth can't believe it.

The entire arena is in shock that Connor managed to kick out of Goth's main finisher.

Adams: How did Connor do that!? I don't think anybody has ever kicked out of that move before!

Simone: Goth would like to know the answer to that one too!

Goth starts hammering fist after fist into Connor's head, taking his frustrations out on his challenger. Goth then drags him to his feet and sets him up for a powerbomb, but Connor manages to counter and land on his feet. Connor then points to the outside and as Jasmine looks toward Sapphira, Connor kicks Goth low!

Adams: Ohhh! Connor is using nasty tactics against nasty tactics!

Goth is lurched over and Connor sets him up for a powerbomb, but throws him completely over his shoulders and face-first into the corner with an Alley Oop Bomb! Goth staggers back, dazed, and Connor scoops him up onto his shoulders and throws him off...

Simone: Veritas!

Connor covers him!

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3 - Kick out!

Simone: And now Goth has kicked out of Connor's finisher! Where will this madness end?

Adams: Won't someone please think of the children!?

Connor argues with Jasmine, but the referee insists that the count was a two, not a three. Connor shakes his head and goes back to work on the champion, picking him up and slamming him down to the mat! Connor starts to back up to the middle turnbuckle, when Goth is back up! Goth quickly lands a solid uppercut to Murphy's chin, stunning the challenger! Goth then climbs up the same corner and grabs Connor in a front facelock...

Adams: Oh my god! Chaos DDT from the middle rope!!!

Goth rolls Connor over and hooks the leg!

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Simone: And Goth's reign continues going into High Stakes V!

Justin: Here is your winner, and still SCW Roulette Champion -- GOTH!

The crowd boos as Goth tears the roulette belt from Jasmine's grip and lifts it on his own as Sapphira joins him in the ring!

Adams: And now comes the humiliation!

Simone: I don't see how Connor is supposed to live up to this! He's out cold!

Goth stands up and Sapphira grabs Connor by the hair and she starts to press his face into the boot of Goth...

Simone: How embarrassing!

Sapphira steps back, arms raised and all smiles as Goth holds his belt up with one arm!

Simone: This is not going to be the last we see of things between Goth and Connor Murphy, I can assure you! Connor will not let this pass, especially as Sapphira lent more than one helping hand in this title match!

Adams: And onto High Stakes V we go!

Simone: Join us in two weeks for High Stakes V! For Jason, I'm Belinda saying g'night!




Thank you! To Chris, Mark, Dustin, Marge, The Lord MK, Sam, Mikah, Lyah, Mike, Casey, Gerrit, Mercedes, Annie, Mel, Simon, Fizz, Jenny. Also again to Annie for the cool match banners and to you all for keeping us on our toes.