Climax Control

The Alex G. Spanos Center in Stockton, California is alive with energy as the fans of Sin City Wrestling stand and cheer, holding up signs for their favorite SCW superstars and Bombshells while the cameras pass along them, recording and airing them for those watching at home on their televisions.

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

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

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Stockton, California at the Alex G. Spanos Center and welcome to SCW Climax Control!

The fans cheer!

Justin: Now please welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The fans in the Alex G. Spanos Center building applaud and cheer as Amanda walks out dressed as a blonde-tressed Cher in a shimmering gown. She is holding a microphone and she approaches where Justin stands and bumps her hip into his as the music suddenly starts...

Amanda: Does he love me I want to know
How can I tell if he loves me so
Is it in his eyes
Oh no, you'll be deceived
Is it in his eyes
Oh no he'll make believe
If you wanna know if he love you so, it's in his kiss
That's where it is

Is it in his face
Oh no, that's just his charm
In his warm embrace
Oh no, that's just his arms
If you wanna know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss

Oh, Oh, Oh, hug him
Squeeze him tight
To find out what you want to know
If it's love, if it really is, it's there in his kiss
Oh, oh, it's in his kiss

How 'bout the way acts
Oh no, that's not the way
You're not listening to all I say
If you wanna know if he loves you so, it's in his kiss
That's where it is
Oh , oh, it's in his kiss
That's where it is

Oh, Oh, Oh, hug him
Squeeze him tight
To find out what you want to know
If it's love, if it really is, it's there in his kiss

How 'bout the way he acts
Oh no, that's not the way
You're not listenin' to all I say
If you wanna know if he loves you so it's in his kiss
That's where it is
Oh, Oh, it's in his kiss
That's where it is
Oh yeah, it's in his kiss
That's where it is
Ooh, it's in his kiss
That's where it is
It's in his kiss
That's where it is
Ooh, it's in his kiss
Ooh, it's in his kiss
Oh, it's in the kiss

The fans applaud and cheer as Justin takes Amanda and dips her low for a whopper of a kiss, much to the onlookers' amusement! He lifts her up and Amanda feigns a swoon to the floor, and Justin looks at the camera and shrugs.

Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone...

Adams: And I drank too much coffee on an empty stomach! Seriously! Where's the loo in this joint!?

Simone: Charming. Tonight fans we have seven big matches scheduled for you, opening things up as the debut of Jenny Tuck as she takes on the powerhouse Traci Patterson!

Adams: Jenny has herself a rep (pun intended), but against Traci? Yeesh!

Simone: Many expect big things from Jenny but Traci has a way of cutting the hopes and dreams of her opposition short.

Adams: Then we get the debut of a new tag team, when Ben Jordan and Simon Jones team up for the first time ever!

Simone: And they'll be facing stiff competition when they face SCW's perennial underdogs in the Surf Boys! Narly and Radical have pulled some stunning upsets in their time, and this may be no different as they have the tag team experience going in their favor.

Adams: Oo! Oo! Then the former world champ returns! Rage is back!

Simone: Indeed he is as we saw last week he went to Christian Underwood about a return to the six-sided ring, and Christian just so happened to have a contract ready for the Sin of Wrath to sign. But his opponent is no slouch either as he's against a guy that helped serve notice to J2H last week in a beat down, namely Eric Steel.

Adams: And if Eric is here, you know CJ Sharpe is as well!

Simone: Then in what will truly be a tag team battle of the ages, the current number one challengers, the Angel Clan, go up against former three-time and record setting World Tag Champions, the Fallen! This will truly be the biggest test Lucy and Melanie have had yet when they face Raynin and Gothika!

Adams: Then the Internet Champion Sean Jackson defends against Casey Williams, his biggest challenge yet. HA!

Simone: Corny! Sean has placed a bounty on the head of Goth, but if he keeps looking past what's in front of him, we'll have a brand new champion heading into My Bloody Valentine!

Adams: Then a non-title match between World Champion Mikah and one-half of the Tag Champions, Roxi Johnson!

Simone: Mikah has been on a tear ever since winning that title and has yet to suffer a defeat. Will this be the night someone puts a dent in the extreme confidence level of the World Champion?

Adams: Speaking of World Champions, the World Tag Champs are defending in the main event!

Simone: That they are and they could not be facing a more daunting tag team! Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson shocked the world when Samuel defeated then-champion Drake Green mere weeks ago, and the bosses felt that win deserved a reward, and a shot at walking away as the new World Tag Champions is just that!

Adams: Yeah but Tim and Connor are no push overs!

Simone: No they are not and they wouldn't be holding the gold now if they were. Fans, it is time to kick things off!




Man in the Box from Alice in Chains hits as Goth walks out to the ring, the fans get to their feet as most of them cheer the member of the Monstimals on. This time Goth isn’t in his jolly mood as he walks to the ring and gets inside as he holds a microphone in his hand

Goth: Last week I saw a man show his desperation by getting some hitmen as he is trying to get them collect the bounty that he put on my head.

The crowd boos as they aren’t too happy with what Sean Jackson did to Goth a while ago

Goth: It shows me that Sean Jackson is desperate, it shows me that Sean Jackson will stoop to levels that even I never thought he would do. But then again, I’ve been told that this guy has tried this before and failed I may add.

Simone: Yup, he did that to Gabriel last year to collect on the world title!!!

Goth: And I may not be someone that doesn’t like to use tactics to get under the skin of others, go ahead and ask Travis. But to stoop to the levels that you cannot think of anything and resort to measures that never even worked??? It tells me that Sean is just plain and simply scared shit for me. But that’s ok, because I don’t give a fuck about that and the reason is that I have my eyes set on the world title!!!!

The crowd cheers as Goth ignores them and continues his talking.

Goth: The World Title, making me the man that I should have been all along. The history making, record breaking and soon to be the first and only three time World and Roulette champion!!! Because no matter what Mark and Christian will think off… there is no way that a match could be made without the most dominant wrestler in 2015!!! Period!!! But that will be decided shortly. While I do not mind having to get myself worked up a little sweat next week. You see, there is a bounty on my head and I feel frisky. Everyone who is stupid enough to think that they can collect on any bounty of shitfaced Sean Jackson… then be my freaking guest!! Anyone out there, go ahead and meet me next week in the ring and I will show the world why I am priceless…. Why there isn’t a price tag high enough that could afford me!! And that there isn’t any champion out there that can stop me!!! So any idiots out there??? Be my freaking guest!!!!

Man in the Box hits again as Goth walks out to the backstage area




Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall… introducing first… from Dallas, Texas… Traci Patterson.

Here Come The Boom - POD starts to play over the PA System and the fans get up to their feet. With that Traci and Katie walk out from behind the curtain. Traci then poses on the top of the stage with Katie points at Traci. The pair then walk down to the ring and slap fans hands as they do this. Katie then gets up on the apron and holds the ropes open for Traci. Traci then slips in and walks over to the corner. She then poses on the turnbuckles while Katie claps her. Traci then gets down and opens the ropes for Katie to leave before focusing on her opponent.

Justin: And her opponent… from Tampa, Florida… Jenny Tuck.

"Golddigger" plays as Jenny comes out, winking to the crowd. She begins to twirl her body a bit as she faces the ring and walks towards it. She climbs up the stairs, stops at the edge of the ring. She takes off her jacket and shakes her ass. She enters the ring and waits for the match to begin.

DING DING DING

Jenny and Traci stare at each other, as they wait for each other to make the first move before quickly moving in and locking up in the centre of the ring, where they tussle for a few moments, but Traci gets the upper hand and pushes Jenny into the corner.

Simone: Quick start but Traci showing the newcomer who is boss.

The ref straight away breaks up the hold, Traci lets go but just smirks and stares a hole into the newcomer and backs away, but quickly dives back at Jenny, but Jenny ducks out of the way and kicks Traci in the leg. Jenny then turns and bounces off the ropes and goes for a bulldog, but Traci quickly counters and holds her in position before dropping her down hard onto her back.

Adams: Traci isn’t playing nice with Jenny here and is showing her whose boss.

Traci is back to her feet and grabs Jenny and pulls her to feet and using her strength, she lifts Jenny above her head, before dropping her down, where her body and face hits the mat hard and the pain is evident from Jenny’s scream.

Simone: Wow… Traci showing her brute strength here.

Adams: Welcome to Sin City Wrestling kid.

However, before Jenny can recover, Traci is back on her and grabs her by the hair and goes to pull her back to her feet, however, Jenny starts to fight back with punches to the stomach of Traci, whose grip lessons and Jenny rakes the eyes of Traci.

Adams: A desperate move there from Jenny.

Traci backs away running her eyes, as Jacob Summer’s admonishes Jenny for the eye rake, but she shrugs it off and goes after Traci and begins to once again kick Traci in the legs, but Traci pushes her away, but Jenny just gets back to her feet and charges at Traci, who surprises Jenny with a high elbow before following it up with a pump handle neckbreaker.

Simone: Just as Jenny fights back, she is stopped by an elbow and a brutal pumphandle neckbreaker.

Adams: That move didn’t look pretty.

Traci then goes for a pin…

1…

2…

Kickout…

Adams: I’m surprised Jenny was able to Kickout.

Jenny kicks out, as Traci rubs her eyes, still feeling the effects of the eye rake, but she carries on and she gets to her knees, where she delivers several shots to the face of Jenny, who covers up the best she can. Traci then grabs Jenny by the hair and as she gets to her own feet, she pulls Jenny up and grabs her by the tights and hits a snap Suplex.

Simone: Traci going back to dominating Jenny here with a tight and perfect snap Suplex.

Jenny arches her back, but before she can recover, Traci is back on her and pulls her to feet and whips her into the corner and Traci goes to follow up with a splash but Jenny gets her feet up and kicks Traci away, but Traci comes back and Jenny kicks her away again.

Adams: Jenny is fighting hard here.

Simone: I would be too, as this is Jenny’s debut match and she needs to make an impact.

As Traci turns back to face Jenny, Jenny explodes out of the corner and surprises Traci with a spear and then goes for a cover of her own.

1…

2…

Kickout…

Adams: What a spear!

Simone: But not enough to keep Traci down.

Traci Kicks out with ease, as Jenny looks at the ref, who informs her that it was two. She shrugs, before getting to her feet, where she stomps on Traci a few times to keep her grounded, before moving in and grabbing Traci’s legs and sets up and locks in the figure four lock.

Simone: Nice figure four lock… Jenny is showing off her skill’s here.

Adams: Indeed. She is indeed showing that she is more than a pretty face.

Traci struggles and screams out in pain, as she tries to reach for the ropes but with no luck, Traci sits up and swings at Jenny, but nothing connects and she falls back holding her head in hands, as she fights the pain.

Adams: Traci can’t last much longer here.

Jenny smiles as she screams at Traci to tap, but Traci has other ideas and begins to roll herself onto her stomach to counter the move, realising what Traci is doing Jenny’s smile disappears and tries to fight out of the move, but with no luck and Traci rolls onto her stomach and Jenny begins to scream out in pain and she pulls herself to the ropes and grabs the ropes.

Simone: Traci manages to counter and reverse the pain onto Jenny.

Adams: Unfortunately for Traci, Jenny managed to get to the ropes.

Traci keeps the move locked in but referee Jacob Summers forces to Traci to the break the hold, which she does and both Traci and Jenny roll away holding their legs. Jacob checks on both Traci and Jenny before beginning his count.

1…

2…

3…

Adams: Both now looking for a brief break.

Simone: It’s going to be only brief…. Jacob has started to count.

Katie goes to check on her sister and shouts at her to get moving, as both Traci and Jenny grab the ropes on their respective sides of the ring and slowly to get to their knees, as they stretch and rub their limbs

4….

5…

6….

Jacob Summer’s continue his count, as Traci and Jenny get to their feet, which breaks Jacob’s count, and they stumble towards each other, where they lock up in the centre of the ring, where Jenny uses all her strength against Traci to avoid being pushed into the turnbuckle, but instead Jenny gets Traci into the headlock and with Traci fighting to get out of it, Jenny backs herself up into the ropes before whipping Traci away, who bounces off the ropes opposite and shoulder blocks Jenny, which sends her down to the mat.

Simone: Both now back on their feet and fighting again.

Adams: Jenny not giving up and now allowing Traci to intimidate her.

Traci then bounces of the ropes, as Jenny responds by laying flat on the mat, with Traci jumping over Jenny, Jenny quickly gets to her feet and tries to swing at Traci, but Traci ducks and bounces off the ropes, and as she comes back, she delivers a kick to the chest of Jenny, who falls to one knee holding her chest.

Adams: Some quick action here again, but Jenny is stopped dead with a kick to the chest.

Simone: That would stop anyone.

Traci pulls Jenny to feet, and whips her into the ropes, but Jenny has other idea’s and as she comes back, she ducks Traci’s swing and quickly follows up with a spinning heel kick, which stuns Traci enough for Jenny to set up and hit the Sinful Lust (CandyWrapper).

Simone: Great counter by Jenny and stuns Traci enough to finish her off with the Sinful Lust.

Adams: Nice finisher name.

Jenny then pins Traci, as Jacob begins to count.

1…

2…

3…

Simone: Nice debut from Jenny Tuck here.

Justin: Winner of this match…. Jenny Tuck!

Jenny’s music hits over the p.a as Jacob Summer raises her arm in celebration.




We come to the backstage area to see Crystal Millar, Natalie McKinley, and Celeste North entering the building. The crowd gives off a mixed reaction, likely only fueled by their actions from last week. Celeste looks to each side with a smirk on her face as she fans out the hood of her jacket, Nobodies style. Crystal looks as glamorous as ever, while Natalie looks as if she is down to business. They each carry a folder in their hands as they walk down the hallway, looking around.

Crystal: I can't believe you guys talked me into arriving so early. A star such as myself should always, always be fashionably late.

Natalie: If we were fashionably late, our entire plan would be ruined.

Celeste: Besides, arriving early means that we get to call dibs on the lockers that actually lock, and the best spot at the make up table.

The three ladies walk with determination as they round the corner toward the locker rooms. They stop as they spot a maintenance man who is just now readying the rooms for the arrival of the stars and Bombshells. Celeste sighs in relief as a wicked smile comes across her face.

Celeste: Good. I was worried that Crystal's obsession with looking flawless would put us way behind schedule.

Crystal: Hey! Don't look at me like that, just because I actually take pride in being presentable in public.

Crystal aims the comment at both ladies, but her eyes rest firmly on Natalie, who simply closes her eyes, sighing in annoyance. Celeste shakes her head as they walk down the hallway. They come to the door that has Mikah's name printed on it, and Celeste snorts, conjuring up the most unladylike of loogies, spitting it on the door, and catching both of her cohorts by surprise. However, they keep on walking past it, and past several other doors, until they reach the end of the hallway, and the Bombshell Locker Room. The maintenance man has not made it there yet, so the door is still locked. This doesn't deter the ladies as they set their bags down on the ground, taking notice of the flickering light above their head, and the sound of a dripping pipe coming from nearby.

Natalie: Only the best accomodations for the general Bombshell population, as always...

Crystal: A star such as myself should not be subjected to these conditions, like ever...

Celeste: Well, if our plan has any kind of success, then we might not have to put up with this for much longer...

Celeste grins as she looks over to her friends, one at a time, and they each share an almost sinister laugh with each other. Celeste walks to the door across from the locker room, as Natalie and Crystal lean against the wall patiently... Well, until Crystal feels the source of the dripping pipe, and she shudders away from it, frantically dusting herself off as she groans.




Suddenly “Set Me on Fire” by Thousand Foot Krutch begins to play as the image of fire begins to play against the curtain to backstage. Stepping through the curtain of fire, a woman walks out with a smile as she poses at the entrance.

Adams: It’s her…Sam Marlowe! Last week we saw her get attacked after her match by Candy Overton. I wonder what she is doing out here tonight.

Justin Decent: Introducing from Houston Texas, she is the one and only…Sam Marlowe!

Sam raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. Finally she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera and then rolls inside the ring. Once inside of the ring, she reaches between the ropes to have a microphone put in her hand. Walking back to the middle of the ring, she turns to face the fans and the camera. The fans are chanting and cheering as Sam waves to the small group of kids sitting in the Sam’s Superstars section.

Simone: Samantha Marlowe isn’t in action this week but it looks like she has something to say and she means business. Last week of course, she won her match but at the end of it was attacked by Candy Overton who sent her own message. I don’t know if Candy is here tonight but I suspect that Sam will have a message for her.

Finally the noise level from the fans lowers enough for Sam to bring the microphone to her lips and begins to speak.

Sam Marlowe: Here I am in the middle of this ring with one thing on my mind and that is the fact that someone last week decided she wanted to send a message to the Bombshells of Sin City Wrestling and used me to do it. And that is something that I have a problem with.

Sam rolls her eyes slightly as she think about her next words.

Sam Marlowe: I am pretty sure Candy that you thought that you were doing something to get you noticed and there are plenty of people that think they need to take the cowards way out and attack from behind like some kind of a bee with an itch

Sam puts her hand over her mouth as she smiles at the fact she didn’t curse.

Adams: I think she means the word Bitch.

Simone: You don’t say Jason…

Adams: I do say. Better me than Sam…she’s a lady.

Inside of the ring, Sam moves to the ropes and lays her arms on the top rope.

Sam Marlowe: I guess that what I want to tell you Candy is that you got noticed but the attention you are going to get is not the good kind. See I want to remind you of something in the recent past. My first match here in Sin City was against a certain bombshell named Candy Overton, just over six months ago. Now that same Candy Overton wants to make a name for herself by attacking me. Don’t you realize that the person you decided to send the message through already has a win over you and if I get you in the ring I am going to beat you again.

Sam gives the camera a smile.

Simone: Sam is quite right. She did beat Candy Overton in her debut match here in SCW.

Sam Marlowe: I have my eyes on the prize here in SCW and I am not going to let you be a distraction from that. But that doesn’t mean that I won’t be ready to focus on you on a moment’s notice. And if the bosses of SCW think that you should be against me in a match then you will have to deal with me having you clearly in my sights.

Sam stops for a second then a smile crosses her face.

Adams: I think that Ms Marlowe has just gotten a great idea if that smile is any indication.

Sam Marlowe: You know what Candy, maybe we shouldn’t wait for the bosses to make the match. Maybe you need to come out here and we can settle it here and now and then I can stop focusing on you and start focusing on getting in line for the Bombshell Roulette title that is vacant.

Sam looks towards the entrance almost expecting to see Candy step out. When she doesn’t, Sam can’t help but shrug and then turn back to the camera.

Sam Marlowe: I guess that I am not going to get my wish tonight but soon enough she will have to pay for what she did last week. Because if you run your mouth like you did, you are just writing a check that I am going to cash on your canary ass.

Sam hands the microphone to the cameraman then moves to the ropes and slides between them and jumps to the ringside floor before heading backstage as her theme song plays and the fans rush the aisle to high five the redhead.

Simone: Very strong words from Sam Marlowe. It will be interesting to see what Candy Overton has to say about it.




The camera cuts backstage to where J2H is seen walking towards a door with the name plate "Hot Stuff Mark Ward". He pulls his hand back to knock on the door but before he can, the door opens to show Hot Stuff looking at him.

J2H: Just the person I wanted to see.

Hot Stuff scratches his head at looks at the younger man.

HS: What are you doing here? You're not working tonight.

J2H grinds his teeth as he looks at the boss.

J2H: You told me to be here on Twitter. You said I had to show up because you told her she could be here.

A wide smile crosses Hot Stuff's face.

HS: So I did. Yeah, ummmm, let me find you something to do.

Hot Stuff rubs his chin.

HS: How about dressing up like a giant hot dog to sell more stuff here.

J2H tilts his head.

J2H: What?

Hot Stuff turns his head, thinking.

HS: Actually don't, seeing your face in a hot dog costume will probably put people off.

Hot Stuff looks behind J2H and a smile forms on his face.

HS: Ah, ok, this seems like your scene, we have a whole bunch of kids here from local schools that won competitions to be backstage tonight, so you can go and sign some autographs, pose for pictures, you know the kinda thing.

J2H: You brought me all the way here to sign fucking autographs.

HS: Yeah, and as your boss, don't make me go back to the hot dog idea. There's a bunch of them right there.

Hot Stuff points behind J2H, causing him to turn around to see a crowd of teenage girls. J2H turns back to Hot Stuff.

J2H: I'll take the hot dog suit.

HS: Too late buddy boy.

Hot Stuff points towards the group and taps J2H on the shoulder.

HS: Have fun with that.

Hot Stuff laugh as he walks past a frowning J2H.

J2H: Shoulda took the hot dog suit when I had the fucking chance.

The scene fades




We open up backstage to find a single table sitting in the middle of an empty locker room. The table is nicely dressed and set up almost for like a romantic dinner for two. Voices can be heard but no one can be found. Well, that’s until the cameras pan down to see three sets of legs hanging out from under the table. Zooming in for a closer inspection the microphones pick up on the “whispering” of three familiar voices.

Radical: I’m glad we all remembered the secret password to get back into this place.

Melody: I know right?

Narly: Sha like it would have been totes bad if we didn’t remember that the password is…

The SCW crowd lights up with excitement at the sound of The Surf Boys and Melody Grace’s voice. Switching camera angles, the cameras now pick up their faces underneath the table. Just as Narly was going to blurt out the secret, Melody and Radical both put their fingers over their lips, trying to keep Narly from blurting out their password.

Narly: Whoa, lucky you guys stopped me, or everyone would know.

Radical: Sha, like everyone would totes be here if they knew our password.

Melody nodded her head in agreement, while the Surf Boys cheekily smiled at one another. The Surf Boys are dressed ready for their match later tonight, while Melody is dressed like CJ Parker from Baywatch in a bright red swimsuit with BAE WATCH written across the front, that the cameras make sure they pick up on.

Adams: OH MY GOD IT’S MELODY GRACE!

Simone: Well, I guess the rumours on twitter are true.

Adams: Can we keep her?

Simone: I think it’s for one night only, Jason, sorry.

The three continued their conversation, ignoring the fact that they were being watched.

Narly: Okay, dude… dudette, we like totally need to have a game plan for tonight.

Radical: Sha, like totes.

Melody: The game plan is simple, we go out there beat up Ben and Simba, and then we celebrate by eating all the candies in catering.

All three of them are smiling while looking aimlessly at each other, as they talk about tonight’s tag team match up.

Narly: Do you really think that Radical and I could totes beat them?

Melody: There’s no doubt about it buddies, you got this.

Radical: Sha, totally.

Narly and Radical high five each other quickly, before turning back to look towards Melody, who is playing with a lock of her long blonde hair.

Narly: Then after we win, we get to eat all the candies, and like after that we can go find some lobsters to save.

Melody: Sha, like, totally.

Radical: Lobsters totally need our help, dudes.

Narly: Yeah, like so do walruses, but they don’t like our help.

Melody: Such angry animals, we can start with the Lobsters, and like totally win over the walruses' trust, and they will then let us help them.

Radical: Sha, best plan ever.

Narly: Remember when we saved the chickens?

Melody: I’ll never forget. It was like the highlight of my life.

Radical: Whoa, that’s deep, Dudette.

As Radical and Melody go to exchange a high five, Narly’s voice distracts them, causing them to completely miss each other’s hands.

Narly: But, what if we like, we don’t win?

Radical: Whoa, negative thoughts, dude…

Melody just looks at both of the Surf Boys, her smile fading away from her face, turning into a frown, as a sudden sweep of negativity takes over their secret hiding spot. The Surf Boys look at each other, before looking at Melody, before letting out a slight chuckle.

Narly: Don’t frown, dudette, I was like, totally joking.

Radical: Sha, win or lose, we’re going to eat all the candies from catering.

Melody: Sha, I like the sound of that.

Narly: And then we will go save all of God’s creatures, big, small, hairy, no hair, like you know, all of them.

Melody: THAT’S THE SPIRIT!

Yelling that louder then she should have, Melody quickly covers her mouth with her hands, while The Surf Boys look around, making sure that no one heard them.

Melody: Sorry, I just got excited.

Radical: It’s okay, dudette, we totes know how you feel.

Narly: Okay, dude, dudette we’ve got a match to go to.

Melody: Okay, let’s go kick some…

Just as Melody was going to finish her sentence, she was stopped as the tablecloth from their table lifted, and two familiar heads popped into their secret hiding spot. The faces belong to none other than Ben Jordan and Simon Jones.

Ben: What’s going on down here?

The SCW crowd lets out a loud cheer as Ben just flashes his pearly white smile at Melody and the Surf Boys. The Surf Boys and Melody just looked at Ben in disbelief, before looking to Simon.

Simon: I think we interrupted their team meeting, Ben.

Melody: Yeah, you like totally did, and hey, how did you even find this place?

Ben: Well, we were walking by, and heard someone shouting, only to find this table with three sets of legs hanging out from underneath it.

Narly: Nuts, I mean coconuts.

Radical: Double coconuts.

Melody just can’t help but smile as she looks at Ben and Simon, but as she turns to look at the Surf Boys she frowns, as their secret spot is now not so secret.

Simon: Not only that, but the smell of coconut oil is very overwhelming… I’m pretty sure everyone knows where the Surf Boys are in the building.

Radical: It makes my hair shiny.

Radical and Narly nod their heads, impressed with their coconut scent, as Simon and Ben just smile. This friendly encounter turns a little sour when Melody screws up her face at Ben and Simon, extending her right hand she starts to wave her right index finger at them.

Melody: Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait up we shouldn’t be talking to you… you’re the competition… you guys need to leave.

Blowing a strand of her blonde hair out of her face, Melody looks up at Ben and Simon, who are just smiling at her grumpy face. Looking down at his wrist, Ben pretends to read a watch.

Ben: Actually, we all need to leave, dudes, dudette, because our match is up next.

A fake look of shock crosses Melody's face, while the Surf Boys just look at each other before looking at Melody, who is meant to be looking after them tonight.

Melody: Yeah, well, we knew that.

The Surf Boys just nod in agreement before all five of them looked at each other smiling, before moving out from underneath the table. Now, as all five of them stand near the table The Surf Boys, Ben and Simon come face to face. In between both parties stands Melody Grace, whose eyes go from left to right, as she waits to see what is going to happen. After a few moments of silence, Simon extends his hand out and offers Narly a handshake, a move that Ben copies as he extends his hand towards Radical.

Simon: All the best out there tonight.

Narly and Radical look at Ben and Simon, before shaking their hands, sending the SCW audience into a fit of cheers.

Radical: Sha, like all the best to you guys too.

Narly: Like totally, all the best.

As the four men drop hands Melody claps her hands in delight.

Melody: This is sooooo amazing, it's like four of my most favourite people in the whole wide world, just getting along... being all friendly and stuff.

Reaching, Melody grabs onto Narly and Radical, and shakes them from side to side in excitement. Turning to look up at Ben and Simon, she just flashes her trademark smile.

Melody: See you out there, boys, and no funny business... because I'm on, PATROL!!!

With that said and done, The Surf Boys and Melody leave the scene, leaving Ben and Simon to just process what they just encountered. As Melody and the Surf Boys walk away, Ben turns to Simon, and says with a cheeky smile on his face.

Ben: Should we tell them, they’re going the wrong way?

Simon: Nah, I think they’ll work it out.

And with that said and done, the scene fades as Ben and Simon share a laugh, before heading towards the ring.




Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following tag team match is scheduled for one fall to a finish! Introducing first...!

The crowd is waiting for the match up when all of a sudden the being of "let's get ridiculous" by Red Foo slams over the PA system. The SCW fans jump up in excitement before it fades into a mash up of the "Surfer Boys". Walking out from behind the curtain Surf Boys, Narly and Radical appear dressed in Bermuda shorts, sandals and holding surfboards under their arms, while Melody Grace strolls out behind them wearing a bright red swim suit with BAE Watch written across her chest.

Justin: Making their way to the ring; Being accompanied by Melody Grace.... At a total combined weight of three hundred and sixty five pounds, Narly and Radical ... the Surf Boys!

The Surf Boys turn around high fiving each other, before looking to Melody who nods before taking the lead and leading them to the ring. As they walk to the ring all three of them stop to high five the fans and when they get to the ring, the Surf Boys throw the boards under the ropes and climbs in as the fans cheer. the Surf Boys hold open to ropes and help Melody up into the ring, before they put their boards in middle of the ring and jump on them "ring surfing" as the fans cheer. Clapping at her boys Melody waves to the SCW excited to be with the Surf Boys and back in front of the sold out SCW crowd. Once the Surf Boys stop surfing they walk over to Melody and the team huddles together, to talk business or well nonsense..

Adams: The Surf Boys! Former World Tag Champions!

Simone: Sometimes that still sits oddly on my tongue.

Adams: Sort of like mustard on French fries.

Simone: I meant the fact that after all the years of being underdogs, those two men finally made history by capturing the tag team titles last year, even if it was a brief reign.

The Surf Boys pass their surf boards outside and kick off their sandals as they prepare to greet their opponents.

Justin: And ladies and gentlemen, their opponents...!

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.

Justin: From Birmingham, England, weighing two hundred and twenty five pounds ... Simon Jones!

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: Former two time World Champion right there in Simon Jones, and tonight he makes his official foray into the tag team scene with the partner he's been after for so long.

Adams: How come they didn't come out together?

Simone: I imagine to make their last individual impact solo before they begin as a tandem.

Simon then points towards the stage...

The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.

The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman

Justin: Making his way down the aisle! From London, England, weighing two hundred and twenty pounds ... Ben Jordan!

He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, looking at his opponents.

Adams: Boy Simon has been looking forward to this for some time, hasn't he?

Simone: That he has. He's wanted to give the tag team ranks a shot after so much success in the singles, but finding just the right tag team partner was proving to be a chore.

Adams: You think Ben will make the right partner?

Simone: Well we're about to find out, and it won't be easy. These two are accomplished and unparalleled singles competitors but Radical and Narly, despite their dingbat reputations, are accomplished tag team wrestlers and that puts them in the driver's seat here tonight.

The two teams meet in the center of the ring where Ben and Simon offer up their hands in a display of good sportsmanship and Narly and Radical, being the type of good guys that they are, heartily accept and shake hands, much to the crowd's appreciation.

Simone: You don't see a display of sportsmanship like this very often.

Adams: At least not without a kick in the bojangles following it.

Narly shakes Ben's hand. Radical shakes Simon's hand. Narly then shakes Simon's hand, and Radical shakes Ben's. Radical then shakes Narly's hand, and after directing them encouragingly, Ben shakes Simon's, and the fans are howling in laughter. Ben and Simon both smile and shake their heads, bemused at the antics of the Surf Boys, and Jasmine instructs both teams to go back to their corners and she callas for the bell.

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Narly and Radical walk to their corner, as do Ben and Simon. Simon steps out through the ropes and the moment Ben turns around, he is charged by the Surf Boys who race across the ring and dual dropkick the 'Cockney King' down to the canvas!

Simone: And right away we are witnessing the tag team experience of the Surf Boys!

Jasmine urges Narly out of the ring as Radical quickly pulls Ben Jordan up from the mat and sends him flying into the ropes with an Irish whip and he jumps for a second dropkick but Ben sees it coming from a mile away and hangs onto the ropes, causing the Surf Boy to crash land chest-first on the canvas!Narly gets to his hands and knees and Ben races off of the far side of the ring, rebounds and comes careening into Narly with a Shining Wizard! Narly flies down to his back and Ben wastes no times in going for the cover!

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Narly kicks out!

Adams: Say what you will, but the Surf Boys can take some punishment.

Simone: And Ben Jordan is an experienced player in the game. He doesn't waste time by feeling someone out. If his opponent is down, he goes for the pin.

Ben goes to whip Narly into the near corner but the Surf Boy reverses it and sends him in instead, then jumps and brings Jordan out with a monkey flip. Rather than follow up, Narly hurries over and tags Radical into the match, and Ben reaches up and tags his own partner, Simon.

Simone: I'm a little surprised Narly didn't keep hold of Ben and bring him to his corner.

Simon vaults over the top rope and into the match, but Radical uses the ropes himself to catapult into the ring and score with a high cross body on Jones!

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Simon kicks out!

Radical brings him to his feet and Irish whips Simon into the ropes and connects with a flying double chop right under the chin! Simon fights it off and gets to his feet, only to be brought right back down with a running dropkick! Radical takes the advantage with a series of snapmares, once, twice, three times! Simon is disoriented but tries to return to his feet and Narly leapfrogs up and over him, then drops to his back and uses his legs to sunset flip Simon over into a pinning position...

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Simon kicks out again.

Narly grabs Simon into a side headlock and maneuvers to his own corner where Radical tags himself in.

Adams: When it comes to tag team matches, experience really wins out.

Narly then goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Simon counters with a reversal and sends Narly in instead. On the rebound, Simon catches him with his arms around his upper body and takes him over with a belly to belly suplex!

Adams: Simon almost threw Narly out of the ring!

Simone: Its incredibly difficult for anyone to catch Simon Jones off guard. The offense by the Surf Boys may have caught he and Ben unexpectedly but perhaps now they can muster some offense of their own.

Simon grabs Narly into a front facelock and whips him over with a snap suplex, rolling over into a cover and hooking the leg.

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Narly kicks out.

Simon is right back on his feet and grabs Narly by the legs and turns him over onto the mat with a Texas Cloverleaf, sinking down into the hold.

Simone: This is why Simon Jones was a two-time World Champion! He can turn the tactics in the match back and forth from power to aerial to technical at the drop of a hat!

Adams: But not for long! Look!

Radical uses the top ropes as a launching pad and springboards into the ring, dropkicking Simon missile-style and knocking him off of his partner! Ben tries to get into the ring to protest but Jasmine heads him off and an argument ensues between the pair as the Surf Boys both send Simon into the ropes and as Narly hip tosses him over, Radical comes off of the ropes and drops a guillotine leg drop across the back of his head. Radical then ducks out just long enough to tag into the match and he and Narly grab Simon and bring him up and over with a double slingshot suplex! Narly goes outside to his corner as Radical makes the cover!

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Ben jumps in and pulls Radical off by the foot!

Simone: Hey what's fair is fair!

Jasmine escorts Ben from the ring as the Surf Boys work to continue their wear down on Simon. Radical tags Narly who walks over to where Simon is getting up. Narly attempts to lift Simon to his feet, but Simon grabs Narly’s head and drops down with a Jawbreaker. Narly hangs ten momentarily on his feet, leaning waaaay back on his feet until he collapses to the canvas and Simon quickly jumps tagging in Ben much to the delight of the crowd!

Adams: And the Ace is back in this one!

Ben jumps into the ring over the top rope and quickly drops Narly with a leaping clothesline! Radical climbs into the ring and gets sent flying for his troubles courtesy of a high back body drop from Ben! Narly is back on his feet and spins Ben around and doubles him over with a boot to the stomach. Narly grabs him in a front facelock but the cagey "Cockney King" uses this position to his advantage and takes him up and over into a Northern Lights suplex!

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Narly gets his shoulder up!

Ben grabs hold of his opponent and sends him flying into the corner where he plows right into him with a leaping forearm smash with nowhere to go! Narly staggers out of the corner and Ben uses the ropes to springboard back into the Surf Boy and a flying lariat! Ben with another cover!

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Kick out by Narly!

Simone: Scatter brained yes but they try to fight as best they can.

Adams: They'll be even more scatter brained taking shots like that and trust me, I know all about scatter brained!

Simone: You don't say?

Adams: It's true!

Ben lifts Narly to his feet and drags him over to Simon where he holds out his hand for Simon to tag himself back into the match. Simon quickly goes up top as Ben holds tight to his opponent and Simon jumps off, connecting with a missile dropkick onto the Surf Boy!

Simone: Now we're getting to see some tag team offense on the part of Simon and Ben.

Adams: For you Muggles out there, that means double teaming.

Simon pulls Narly up and Irish whips him into the ropes and jumps, taking him over with the Hurricanrana! Simon ends up on top with his knees on Narly's shoulders!

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Narly uses his legs to roll Simon back into a cover of his own!

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Simon kicks out!

Both men are right up and Narly takes a wild swing but Simon ducks and grabs him from behind for a release German suplex! The impact and momentum of the maneuver sends Narly rolling out of the ring holding the back of his head. Ben then moves around the ring apron and uses the ring ropes to perform a death defying springboard moonsault out to the floor, crashing into Narly! The fans are on their feet!

Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!

Simone: What a move by Ben Jordan!

Adams: He could have killed himself!

Dazed himself, Ben drags himself to his feet and rolls Narly back inside of the ring. Simon tags in Ben who grabs Narly’s leg just before he can make the tag to Radical. Narly hops on one foot for a couple of seconds before jumping and connecting with an Enziguri, flipping Ben over! Narly then somersaults over quickly and tags in Radical who bursts into the ring with a barrage of left forearms aimed at the head of Ben Jordan. Ben pushes Radical off but is quickly back under attack by the relentless Radical who sweeps his legs out from under him and catapults him into the corner face-first! Radical backs up and runs in, jumping for a Stinger splash but Ben dodges out of the way and Radical crashes! .Ben grabs Radical around the waist from behind and brings him over with a German suplex, but holds on and performs a second, and then a third! Ben bridges his back for the cover!

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3- NO! Radical gets his shoulder up!

Ben gets to his feet and drops down with a leg drop on Radical and makes another cover.

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Kick out again!

Ben tags in Simon and he and Ben Irish whip Radical into the ropes but Radical comes off with a high cross body where Simon and Ben catch him -- until Narly jumps in and dog piles on his own partners back, taking them all down in a double cover!

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Ben AND Simon kick out!

Adams: That was bloody brilliant!

The crowd is on its feet cheering as all four men are in the ring! Ben goes to send Narly into the ropes but Narly instead reverses it and dumps Ben through the ropes and to the floor! Simon has the upper hand on Radical, at least until Narly comes up and pulls him off! He holds Simon while Radical goes up top...!

Simone: It looks like they're about to give Ben and Simon a taste of their own medicine!

Radical stands up top and dives for a flying clothesline -- but Simon moves and Radical clotheslines Narly instead! Radical stumbles up to his feet and Ben dives into him, taking him down as Simon hits Back To the Future and makes the cover on Radical!

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3!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Justin: Here are your winners -- SIMON JONES and BEN JORDAN!!!

The crowd cheers as Jasmine holds Simon and Ben's arms up as Narly checks on Radical who shakes the cobwebs back in order.

Simone: And Simon Jones and Ben Jordan's first foray into tag team wrestling is indeed a successful one!

Ben and Simon then assist in checking on Radical's condition who smiles and nods.

Crowd: HUG IT OUT! HUG IT OUT! HUG IT OUT!

And the fans get their wish as handshakes follow, as well as bro-embraces between the four men!




The cameras cut back to the ring where we continue our eventful night, wondering what could be our next surprise, and well do we ever get one… we thought he disappeared but then the music hits! The crowd quickly rise to their feet in anticipation for the return of one of this past years hottest superstars, some boo, some cheer, but everyone is on their feet. Love the Way You Hate Me - Like a Storm bursts over the speaker system, the arena instantly livens up even more. The arena lights slightly dim as an explosion of sparks and mini fireworks erupt at the top of the entrance ramp.

Simone: Can it be? Another random appearance...

Adams: Nothing surprises me anymore when it comes to this guy...

As the explosion fades Andrew Watts comes walking down the entrance ramp but what surprises us is another familiar face, Desiree Parker! Watts wears a black zip up hoodie with the hood up, his head aimed down as he walks down the ramp. Sporting a pair of blue Diesel jeans and a nice black pair of Timberland boots, Desiree follows in her pair of blue Guess jeans with a black crop top and black leather boots of her own. Watts stops as he makes his way down to the bottom of the entrance ramp, staring ahead at the ring, Desiree standing behind him, a cocky smirk on her face.

Simone: It’s been a few weeks, talk about someone who disappears and shows up more than Houdini...

Adams: But when this guy shows up, he REALLY shows up!

Watts makes his way to the ring as walks up the steel steps and onto the apron. Watts pauses for a second, holding onto the top rope, staring into the ring before he enters in through the middle rope, Desiree follows him in through the bottom rope as Watts walks to the center of the ring where he pauses for a second, looking down at the ground for a few seconds, our cameras staring straight at Watts. Watts tilts his head backwards, the hood falling off to reveal his hair, a bit messy but spiked up. Desiree smirks as she walks in front of Andrew, unzipping his zip up about halfway to reveal nothing underneath. She leaves it halfway unzipped as she nods her head and signals for a microphone. She is handed one as the music fades...

Desiree Parker: Ladies and gentleman, standing in the ring… Andrew Watts!

Watts shrugs a shoulder, seemingly not too happy as he snatches the microphone from Desiree, shaking his head and looking right into her eyes.

Andrew Watts:That is all? Standing in the ring, Andrew Watts? Wow… thank God you haven’t been continuing with your wrestling career, your mic work has clearly become trash...

Watts says in an angry tone. Desiree kind of just looks away, trying not to let the comment bother her, but it’s clear that it did.

Simone: Ouch, talk about a low blow to your woman...

Adams:Well, to be honest… it was a lousy intro...

Watts shakes his head, exhaling as he turns away from Desiree and begins to speak again...

Andrew Watts: So as you all know… the Blast from the Past tournament is coming up… and well, as you all know, the reigning Blast from the Past CHAMPION is standing right before you.

Watts pauses, a cocky smirk on his face as he continues to speak.

Andrew Watts: I just wanted to let you know that… the king ALWAYS defends his crown… and well, in this case, I AM THE KING…!

Watts says this in an extremely confident yell as he finishes his sentence.

Simone: That one is true, Watts is the reigning Blast from the Past Champion.

Adams: I AM SO CONFUSED! Who is the damn King?! Is it Watts, Despy, Steve Ramone… can I be the King too? It seems EVERYONE is the King lately, it’s giving me a damn headache trying to keep up with all of this royal bullcrap!

Andrew Watts: And as the reigning King of the Blast from the Past tournament, I am here to of course let all of you know that...

Before Watts can finish his sentence he is cut off… by music… a music Watts knows all too well. The arena lights dim, a deafening scream is heard over the speaker system as followed by the sound of police sirens. White flashing lights somewhat give the arena light, at least enough for us to see spots of the arena. Retaliation - CFO$ bursts throughout the arena speakers. Ethan Alexander walks out from the backstage area, smirk on his face, slowly walking down the entrance ramp. Ethan stops about halfway down the ramp, pausing for a second, staring straight ahead at Watts who looks back as if he has seen a ghost...

Simone: Oh boy… things just got a lot more interesting...

Adams: So do these two hate each other? Because a few months ago they were inseparable, but lately I have heard… not so good terms.

Simone: I guess we are about to find the answer to that one out...

Ethan begins to walk again, hopping up onto the apron, pausing for a second and then entering the ring through the middle rope. Ethan is looking a bit more muscular than the last time we seen him, a good 10 or so pounds of muscle have definitely been added. Ethan walks to the middle of the ring, where he flexes his arms right in Watts’ face, smirking with confidence as he holds the post for a few seconds. Ethan nods his head as he signals for a microphone and his music is cut as Watts begins to speak, Ethan staring right at Watts...

Andrew Watts: What the hell do you think you are doing interrupting me in the middle of this? Did you even ask if you were allowed to come out to the ri...

Watts can’t even finish because Ethan puts his hand to Watts face, as if saying “shut the hell up” and Watts’ look of frustration continues to grow and grow.

Simone: Oh boy… I don’t know if that was the smartest thing to do...

Ethan Alexander: Ask if I was allowed? Oh man, I forgot that everyone associated with Andrew Watts needs a damn permission slip to do anything, I farted on my way out here too… was I supposed to ask you before I did that too?

The crowd gets a good laugh out of this as Watts continues to grow with frustration, he is about to speak again but just as he does, Ethan puts his hand to the face of Watts once more. Watts bites his bottom lip, shaking his head in frustration. Ethan lowers his hand, and continues...

Ethan Alexander: You see Andrew, you still talk like you are some big shot dictator, like you run this place, like you are even relevant anymore...

Watts begins to laugh, shaking his head, and Ethan continues...

Ethan Alexander: It’s not 2009 anymore Andrew, you aren’t a “top dawg” anymore, you career… it’s about as done as your lower back is… and I’ve seen the x-rays, your lower back is pretty damn done. It looks like Ron Jeremy ass fucked you one too many times because all of those lower vertebras are fucked...

The crowd continues to laugh and Watts takes a step closer to Ethan and begins to yell into the microphone, obviously Watts is VERY unhappy at the moment.

Andrew Watts: My career done? I was the MOST successful wrestler in the SCW last year! I made one of the best career comebacks anyone has ever fucking made in the history of wrestling… and you, what the hell did you do? Win a Championship because of my help? You have never been anything without me Ethan, you are NOTHING...

Ethan shrugs a shoulder, smirking a bit.

Ethan Alexander: Funny, if I am nothing… then how come the only Championship you won in this EPIC COMEBACK… was with me on your team? How come you failed miserably when you had your big World Title match against Gabriel last year? How come the only accomplishment you have is the Blast from the Past tournament, where MISTY made the finals pin… and the SCW World Tag Team Championships, where if I recall correctly… once again, you did not get the pin, I DID...

The crowd lets out a big “ohhhh” and Watts isn’t liking it one bit..

Andrew Watts: Ethan, I MADE YOU… I…

Before he can continue Ethan slaps the microphone right out of Watts hand, the microphone bounces off of the canvas and right out of the ring. Watts looks down at his hands and then back at Ethan...

Ethan Alexander: You made SHIT! I made myself, and I used you to get better and better… except, now that you are a washed up has been, and I am in my prime… there is only one thing to do… take out the trash.

Watts signals “lets go” to Ethan and then out of nowhere… LOW BLOW! Desiree Parker low blows Watts’ from behind as Watts grabs his man area, hunching over in pain and Ethan smashes the microphone right into the side of the head of Andrew Watts, sending Watts down to a knee.

Simone: What the hell, did Desiree just turn on Watts…?

Adams: That or they are really moving on to that super rough sex...

Watts tries to get up to his feet but as he is struggling, Ethan grabs him, hitting a knee to the gut, running towards the ropes, bouncing off and… the Ultimate Sin! Watts’ face gets smashed right into the canvas and Ethan smirks, getting down to the ground, grabbing the microphone and talking right in Watts face...

Ethan Alexander: That is for trying to steal my finishing move while I was out… you don’t steal another man’s move, unless you do it right! And THAT is how you do a damn curb stomp Watts… Desiree!

Ethan screams her name and as he turns around she hands him a steel chair. Ethan smirks as he opens the chair, sitting it in the center of the ring. Ethan then grabs Watts, placing the middle of his back on the steel chair, Watts head almost touching the ground on one side and his feet nearly touching the ground on the other side… his body is at a horrible arch, not an angle you want to be at with a bad back...

Simone: This can’t be good...

Adams: Oh my god!!!

Ethan springboards off of the middle rope and his legs split Watts, as he stomps on Watts chest with one boot and Watts lower abdomen with the other boot! The chair snaps right in half and… Watts back may have done exactly the same… Ethan smirks, nodding his head as Watts rolls around the ground in extreme pain, rolling right out of the ring, barely moving, his hand on his lower back. Ethan smirks, Desiree is holding the microphone as she lifts it to her lips...

Desiree Parker: Ladies and gentleman, the future of Sin City Wrestling… The Rebel... The Sin City Degenerate... and the SEXIEST man in Sin City Wrestling... Ethan ALEXANDER!

Desiree smirks as she hands the microphone to Ethan who nods his head in confidence.

Ethan Alexander: THAT is how you announce someone worthy of that type of introduction… and what I just did to Andrew Watts… THAT is how you take out the trash. Hey Medics, come clean the garbage up from outside of the ring, the old man can’t get up on his own...

Ethan smirks, getting a bit of a mixed reaction from the crowd, the crowd a bit confused and not really sure what to think of Ethan at the moment.

Ethan Alexander: Watts has always tried to steal the spotlight… Watts has always tried to steal the show… Watts has always tried to be the man… well guess what Mr. Watts? Your time as being the man, it’s over. There is a new man… there is a new spotlight superstar, and there is a new show stealer in the building, and you’re looking right at him. Judging by the condition I just put Watts in, he won’t be able to compete in the Blast from the Past tournament, which means my job has been done. I eliminated the reigning Champion, just one of many eliminations I plan to make in the Blast from the Past tournament, that’s right… I just claimed my spot in the tournament… and as for Desiree? Claim her a spot in it too, and for everyone on the SCW roster… PRAY, that Desiree and Ethan Alexander don’t get matched up together… because if we do, this power couple is a lock for the win...

Ethan smirks grabbing Desiree by her hair and pulling her into him, locking his lips on hers for a few seconds, passionately kissing her before pulling her head away, and then lifting the microphone back to his lips… still holding Desiree by the hair as she licks her bottom lip, smirking.

Ethan Alexander: As I mentioned earlier to Watts, when you steal something, you steal it right, or you don’t steal it at all. Well Watts, I just stole your spot in the tournament, I just stole your spotlight and… now I stole your woman too… you’re officially, NOTHING… and me? As you can see, I’m the whole damn show...

Ethan smirks dropping the microphone as he pulls Desiree in once more, locking lips with her for a few seconds, before raising his arms into the air as Desiree nods her head and claps for Ethan. Retaliation - CFO$ bursts throughout the arena speakers once again as medics and referees are trying to help Watts who is barely moving. Ethan stands center ring, strong and tall with a cocky smirk on his face, Desiree right next to him.

Simone: Watts is hurt bad, and Ethan.. Ethan may have just made the best… or worst career move he has ever made in his life...

Adams: I know you aren’t supposed to get on Andrew Watts bad side, but looking at how hurt Watts is right now… I don’t even know if that matters anymore...

Simone: Ethan Alexander, back in Sin City Wrestling...

Adams: And the newest entrant in the Blast from the Past tournament as well… this is going to be interesting, very interesting.




The night so far has been electric, and the crowd can’t wait for more action to come.

Suddenly, the lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of In This Moment's 'Comanche'. When you hear the words, "Come on, come on!! Let me hear your war cry!!"

On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the four flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness. The lights start to strobe to the beat of the music and we see the angels of The Fallen standing on stage looking confident. Diamond, Gothika, Raynin stand on stage and raise their fists in the air looking around confidently before the lights come up completely. They go from one side of the stage to the other, talking junk to the crowd and throwing their fists in the air before posing once more at the center of the stage, then they head down to the ring. Diamond stops at the center of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around till they each are standing in front of one of the sides of the ring. Diamond wiggles her hips a moment, then she lifts her leg high into the air and spins around in a circle before she places it on the ring apron and slithers under the bottom rope. Gothika slides under the bottom rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope. Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Diamond leans dances goes from one side of the ring dancing and leaning over the rope, blowing crystal dust at the crowd, before she comes to stands in the center of the ring, pointing at Raynin and Gothika and talking junk to the crowd, nodding and clapping. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and they all come to stand beside Diamond, waiting for the crowd to calm down. Diamond gets tossed a mic and she brings it to her lips.

Diamond: "Whassup y’all?!! Isn’t it an amazing day today here in bright and sunny Stockton, California?!!"

The crowd starts to clap and cheer at hearing their city’s name mentioned, and Diamond nods to the crowd, clapping right along with them.

Diamond: “Well, it was just as nice back in Las Vegas a few days ago when our friend, Darknyss finally woke up. She and the baby are doing fine, by the way. She’s got quite a bit of rehab to do, but you’ll be seeing her around soon.”

The crowd gives a mixed reaction of cheers and boos, and there are chants of ‘SHE’S A MAN!! SHE’S A MAN!! SHE’S A MAN!!” that try to start, but they get drowned out by the claps. Gothika brings her mic to her lips and looks around.

Gothika: “We wanted to thank all of our fans, our family and friends out there who sent cards, letters, well wishes and prayers for Darknyss. I have to say… We have some of the most amazing fans, and there’s not enough ways to express our gratitude and appreciation for all of your support.”

The crowd cheers again and the Angels wait for the crowd to calm itself. Diamond brings the mic back to her lips.

Diamond: “Now, I know what most of you are expecting is for us to come out here and run our mouths off about how bad ass we are, and what we’re going to do to our opponents. And we also know that you all think that way because it’s what you’ve been programmed to think. You think that we’re some arrogant, cocky bitches who just like to keep shit started… but surprise, surprise… the jokes on you, cause that’s not it at all. We actually just came out to give you all an update on Darknyss’s condition. Our fans know that we don’t have to say shit about what’s going to happen in the ring. We will just let our actions speak for us. So, we’ll leave you with this one happy picture, and the next time you see us, we’ll be expressing ourselves quite eloquently in the ring. See ya!!”

Diamond and Gothika hold out their pics and just drop them, then point to the big screen where a picture of Darknyss holding her baby and Dark Tiger, smiling and waving to the camera fills the screen. The arena is filled with cheers and the sound of people going ‘Awww…’ as the scene cuts to commercial...




Backstage Sam can be seen walking along the hallway, a smile on her face and a rather large purse over her shoulder. Around her, techs and interns can be seen rushing around. As she gets further into the building, she runs into Pussy Willow who is waiting for someone.

Sam Marlowe: Hey there Pussy, ready for the show tonight?

Pussy Willow turns and spies Sam. Smiling she nods at her friend.

Sam Marlowe: Good to hear. Have you heard any news about the Blast from the Past teams? Everyone is telling me that they are going to be announced soon and I can’t wait to see who I might be paired up with.

Pussy Willow: Be careful what you wish for Sam. Some of the match ups might not be good teams.

Connor Murphy: Don’t scare her like that Pussy. Some teams can be interesting and others just a mistake waiting to happen. Take me for example…

Sam and Pussy turn to spy Connor Murphy lounging on one of the equipment boxes nearby, more photographs in his hands as he smirks from his hoodie that is pulled up around his head.

Sam Marlowe: What about you?

Connor holds up a pair of pictures showing Sam herself and Connor.

Connor Murphy: We could end up being a team and go all the way. Taking the tournament by storm and making a splash when we get title shots. But I am sure Benny would probably want to tag with you too. And the way the two of you flirt on Twitter…get a virtual room.

Sam can’t help but blush at that comment before shaking her head and crossing her arms over her chest as Pussy rolls her eyes.

Sam Marlowe: The teams are that random? I guess that could make people nervous…

Connor smirks as he tosses his picture to one side and pulls up another picture to pair with Sam’s.

Connor Murphy: Or say Travis Nathaniel Andrews as a partner…really? However the teams are picked you don’t really have a chance unless you are paired with someone you trust. Like only one I trust out of you bombshells is Alexis so I am hoping that’s who I get. But regardless who it is, I know that the only thing I am going to be focused on is beating the person across the ring.

Sam shrugs as Connor gets to his feet and then pats Sam on the back and Pussy on the ass before he disappears down the hall. The pair watch as he turns the corner, Pussy rubbing her rear as the view moves back to ringside.




The camera comes to life with SCW Internet Champion Sean Jackson and his manager Marshall Owens standing backstage. Hanging in the background is the SCW banner which is overshadowed by the champion's custom made Italian suit and SCW Internet Championship belt which is draped over his shoulder. Of course Marshall is wearing a regular dark suit and is sporting a microphone.

Owens: Ladies and gentlemen, I want you to cast your eyes on the greatest SCW Internet Champion of all time...

That draws a smile from the Mental Rapist.

Owens: A man who has defeated the greatest names in this business by sheer ability...

The smile gets bigger as the champion nods.

Owens: A man who has overcome the odds and the constant cheating, to capture your hearts. To finally give you a champion worthy of cheering for.

Marshall turns to face his client.

Owens: Just look at him, he looks every bit a million dollars in that custom made suit. Hit it one time champ...

On cue, the Dallas native takes a 360 degree turn, showing off the expensive suit.

Owens: Casey Williams, you could only wish to wear something this good. Tell him champ.

Marshall moves the mic over, just a couple of inches away from the champ's mouth.

Jackson: That's right Marshall, there's no way Casey could ever make a suit look this good. Just as he could never make this championship belt look as good as I can...

The Internet Champion taps the faceplate which bears his name.

Jackson: Face it Casey, you are coming here tonight thinking that size and strength equates into wins...

The Mental Rapist shakes his head in disagreement.

Jackson: When it doesn't. That's why I am a three time World Heavyweight Champion here and you aren't. It is the reason I am the SCW Internet Champion and again...

The smile begins to fade as it is time to get serious.

Jackson: You aren't.

Yes, this interview time is about to get very serious.

Jackson: The bottom line is this Casey, you may be big and you may be bad...

The Dallas native motions for the camera to pan in tight.

Jackson: But so was Goliath, and David smoked his ass right proper. What I'm trying to tell you is this Casey. I didn't come here to play games, I came here to win championships and make a lot of money...

He gives the money sign with his fingers.

Jackson: And if that means putting your lights out with the high knee, then so be it. If that means putting your ass on the shelf, then again, so be it. You out-kicked your coverage by choosing a member of the New Supremacy to make a name on, and since you can't beat any of us, I'm going to sweep you from our path...

The smile returns.

Jackson: Once and for all. Oh and by the way Casey, do you like football?

They both share that look, something that happens when two guys know something the rest of you don't.

fade.




Monster by Skillet starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the Sin of Wrath, Rage, appears from behind the curtain. His manager, Synn, stands on one side of him, while his valet, and fellow Seven Deadly Sins stablemate, Kittie, stands on the other. They stand at the entrance for a few moments before Rage raises his clenched fist above him, eliciting several cheers from the crowd. He makes his way to the ring with a dark almost demonic look on his face. Once he gets to the ring, he pulls himself up to the apron, using the second rope, then steps over the top rope to enter the ring. Synn and Kittie take their place on the outside of the ring as Rage looks to the backstage entrance. His music dies down and he waits for his opponent to enter.

Justin: Currently in the ring!! Standing in at 6’8 and weighing in at 300 pounds!! Hailing from Parts Unknown, but now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada!!! Rage!!!

"Survival" by Eminem plays throughout the backstage area as Eric comes through the curtains to a chorus of boos. Steel smirked with confidence and arrogance. He just walked down the ramp eith the boos getting louder, almost matching how loud the music was. Steel slides in the ring as he egts on the turnbuckles with a smirk. He then smiled a bit as he gets nose to nose with Rage.

Justin: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6’2 and weighing in at 220 pounds!! Hailing from Toronto, Ontario, Canada!!! Eric Steel!!!

Steel is barely listening to the things that Drew Patton is telling both men, he suddenly slaps the face of Rage before sliding out of the ring and grinning while chewing on some chewing gum and talks some trash to the fans who boo him even louder. He doesn’t pay attention to Rage, who bends forwards over the top rope and grabs him by the hair and pulls him up on the apron. There he spins him around and blasts him across the face with a big time forearm. Sending Steel into the barricades on the outside as the bell has been rung by Patton.

DING DING DING!

Rage climbs out of the ring and grabs Steel before tossing him back in the ring as the fans cheer him on

Simone: Big mistake from Steel to take his eyes off of his opponent!!

Adams: Yeah, especially someone as big and strong as in Rage!!

Rage grabs Steel by the arm and lifts him up, before whipping him in the ropes and setting him up for a Back Body Drop. But Steel side steps him and runs to the other side of the ring before coming off the ropes as he jumps the ropes and executes a flying forearm that sends the big guy into the ropes on the other side of the ring. There Steel delivers some heavy kicks to the midsection of Rage before setting him up for a double arm DDT. There he rolls Rage over and goes for the pin as Rage gets his shoulder up at the count of two.

Simone: Steel made a good counter against the big man

Rage holds his back as he feels the effect from the moment that he hit the steel barricades, but he sucks it up and runs to the ropes before coming off the ropes with a leg drop on top of his opponent. He stands up and smiles towards the crowd as he starts to badmouth his opponent before going for a kneedrop to the face of Rage. But just as Steel goes for the move it is Rage that rolls out of the way, causing Steel to hit the canvas hard with his knee. This gives Rage some time to get back to his feet before he grabs Steel and starts to pound away on his back before going for a Powerbomb and goes for the cover.

Drew: One!! Two!! Thr…

Steel gets his shoulder up in time before the three count could be counted. Rage grabs Steel and lifts him up to his feet as he sets him up for a slam, he lifts him over his shoulder as Rage rakes his eyes and slides away over is back and grabs Rage from behind and executes a reversed neck breaker as Rage drops backwards in a very painful situation. Steel goes for the cover as Patton goes for the three count.

Drew: One!! Two!! Thr....

Rage manages to get his shoulder up as Steel turns around and gets in the face of Patton, questioning the three count that it was a very slow count. Patton waves it off as he tells Steel that it is merely a two count. Steel is irate as he turns around and grabs the head of Rage and pounds away on it with a closed right fist as Patton starts to use the five count to break it. Steel gets up and slides out of the ring as he grabs the arm of Rage and pulls him towards the ring apron. There he starts to choke Rage out as Patton starts to use the five count once more. Only to have Steel to break the five count at the count of four. He gets on the ring apron and drops a leg on the chest of Rage before sliding in and out of the ring to break the ten count of Patton.

Adams: It seems that Steel has found a way to get some momentum on the big guy!!

Simone: It sure looks like it!! Just wait and see if he can keep it

Steel grabs the head of Rage, who has fallen to the outside of the ring due to the leg drop that Steel delivered upon him. Steel sets him up to bash his face into the ring apron, but Rage blocks it and reversed the move as Steel staggers backwards. Rage follows it up with a clothesline that causes Steel to drop hard on the concrete floor. Rage slides in and out of the ring to break the ten count before rolling Steel back in the ring. There he follows Steel back into the ring as Steel is crawling towards the turnbuckles. There he turns around and sees the emerging Rage as he starts to plead with Rage not to hurt him.

Simone: Really?? Like that is going to work!!

Rage looks around the ring as he shakes his head no and grabs the head of Steel, he bends forward as Steel surprises Rage with a poke to the eyes. Out of sight from Patton, causing Rage to stagger backwards as Steel quickly gets to his feet. He climbs the turnbuckles and jumps off towards the turning Rage. There in mid air he grabs Rage by the head and executes a big time Tornado DDT and goes for the cover.

Drew: One!! Two!! Thr….

Simone: How did Rage get out of that!!!

Adams: OH wow!!

Steel has a look of shock upon his face as he cannot believe that Rage kicked out of the DDT off the turnbuckles. He pounds the canvas frustrated as Patton shows him that it was merely a count of two. Steel motions to the crowd that he is going to finish it as he stands in the corner, measuring Rage as he goes for his finisher. Rage slowly gets to his feet, he has a glazed look upon his face as he turns around and we see Steel run towards him and jumps up for the Steel Cutter. But just as he grabs the head for the finisher it is Rage that surprises him as he wraps his arms around the waist and executes a Back Suplex and drills Steel hard with his head bouncing off the canvas. Patton checks on both men as both of them are spend. Patton starts to use the ten count as at the count of seven both men have gotten back to their feet. Steel turns towards Rage, who blasts several open hands to the face before whipping Rage into the ropes and catches him before driving him hard with a Spine Buster and goes for the cover.

Drew: One!! Two!! Thr….

This time it is Rage that cannot believe the fact that Steel kicked out at the count of two, he grabs Steel by the hair and lifts him up to his feet before whipping him in the ropes. There he drives Steel hard to the canvas with a spear before going for another cover

Drew: One!! Two!! Three!!!

Justin: The winner of this match!! Rage!!!

Rage gets to his feet as he celebrates his victory over Eric Steel before sliding out of the ring and walks to the back with the others following him.




Casey Williams is shown backstage, leaning against the wall outside his locker room, and decides to comment on Sean Jackson before their big match.

Casey: Sean, I will make you pay for costing me the chance to be the Heavyweight Champion right now, and that Drake Green would have had to forfeit 1 title and not 2 titles. I will take that beloved Internet title away from you, and become a Triple Crown Champion in the process.

Casey walks away, looking intense as the scene fades to black.




Once more, we find our way backstage to see Bombshell Sam Marlowe walking up the hall as she can't help but pinch her nose, groaning at the smell. The swet and bubbly bombshell makes her first disgusted face as she approaches the Bombshell locker room to see Celeste, Crystal, and Natalie standing outside of it, with looks of sheer boredom written all over their faces. She approaches the three as she waves in front of her face.

Sam: Did you guys bomb Mikah's locker room again? I don't mean to complain, but it smells horrible back here.

Celeste: No, Crystal ate at Taco Bell before the show, and, well...

Crystal: As if I would ever be caught dead in a Taco Bell... That smell was already here when we arrived.

Natalie chuckles at Celeste's comment, as the two reach from side to side for a quiet high five. Sam nods her head, not quite sure how to respond to that, but maintains a sweet smile. Luckily for her, Celeste reaches into the black folder she's holding, and she pulls out a sheet of paper, handing it over to Sam.

Celeste: We're calling for an important meeting with the Bombshell roster tonight, because there are some... issues... that we need to address, but it's all explained right there on that piece of paper.

Sam: I hate to be a stickler for the details, but all this says is "Bombshell meeting TONIGHT", in all caps, and...

Sam continues to scan the piece of paper that is mostly drawings, and the aforementioned phrase. Celeste shrugs her shoulders, almost protesting that there is a need for anything further. Natalie sighs as she can't believe that's all that is written.,/p>

Celeste: That's not it, see... It says right there...

Crystal: "Mikah is a whore"? Oh my god, Celeste, as amazingly accurate at that might be, it doesn't give any kind of details about our major Bombshell meeting!

Natalie: No offense to you, Celeste, but I made a set of back up flyers... just in case yours somehow got ruined.

Natalie rolls her eyes away from Celeste's line of sight as she hands a flyer over to Sam. This one looks much more professional, and Sam scans over it quickly, as an expression of deep thought comes over her face. She nods her head as she continues to read, and then she looks to the three ladies, almost hesitantly. However, the look fades after a moment of silence and doubt, and she begins to smile once more.

Sam: This looks like something I can get behind. I'd love to hear your pitch later at the meeting. I'll help spread the word.

Sam gives them a gentle nod before she grabs the door handle. She jerks on it, and then tries pushing inward, and the door won't open. She turns back to the ladies to question whether the door is locked or not, when Natalie steps forward, grabbing onto the handle and lifting up, before raming her shoulder as hard as she can into the door, causing it to fly open with force. Celeste, Crystal, and Sam look to her in astonishment as she shrugs her shoulders as if it were no big deal. Sam enters as we fade out.




Untravelled Road blares out of the speakers as fans rush to their feet. Stepping out on the entrance, Connor Murphy can be seen carrying a wrapped box as he looks over the arena then makes his way down the ramp to the ring. Setting the box on the apron, he moves towards the techs and grabs a microphone and rolls into the ring.

Simone: Connor Murphy is out in the ring and he has a box wrapped up like some kind of gift.

Adams: I wonder who’s birthday he is out here to celebrate? Ain’t mine but I could take the gift if he wants to give it to me.

Inside the ring, Connor picks up the gift on the apron and moves to the center of the ring beginning to speak as he does.

Connor Murphy: Last week, I was backstage and not really paying attention to what was going on in the ring. I heard that my former teammate came out here, gave the fans his trademarked wink and tooth glint smile and started talking about him tagging with Simon Jones and that the two of them wanted shots at the titles that Tim and I are wearing.

Simone: If you ask me, Simon and Ben do have a very strong case for title shots…

Connor looks over the fans then turns towards the entrance.

Connor Murphy: Benny…I know you are back there. So why don’t you bring yourself out here. I got you something to celebrate your new tag partner.

Simone: Connor is calling out Ben Jordan.

Adams: Do you think he will come out?

The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play as Ben Jordan appears on the ramp.

Adams: Guess that answers my question.

Ben stops on the ramp as Connor moves to the ropes and sits on the middle one in invitation. Ben watches as he moves down the ramp and to the apron. Connor motions him inside.

Simone: These two used to be team mates in NXT so I don’t think there will be any fighting between the two of them.

Connor Murphy: Benny my boyo, I wanted to take this time to congratulate you on your wanting to have a match against me that won’t end up with me drunk and you in your road runner pants. These belts that Tim and I hold, definitely look much better than you in roadrunner pants. Oh before I forget, this is for you.

Connor holds out the box and shakes it slightly at Ben with a smile. Ben looks unsure as he reaches for it, a curious smile on his face.

Connor Murphy: Don’t worry Ben, ain’t tickin’ so you are safe. It’s just a little something to say welcome back. Oh and I want to say to you that I wouldn’t mind what so ever facing you in any match. So go ahead and open your present.

Ben opens the box as Connor watches him with a smile on his face. Ben lifts the lid and looks inside. As Connor begins to laugh, Ben lets the box drop to reveal a pair of pants with the Bugs Bunny on them.

Connor Murphy: Got you something different to wear since I already saw the Roadrunner pants. These ones actually match your eyes. And tell you what Benny. You can wear them when you get your shot at the titles.

Connor pats Ben on the back as Untravelled Road begins to play. The pair share a handshake in the middle of the ring.

Simone: A show of respect from Connor and Ben right there and an interesting gift…




The scene opens up outside the Alex G. Spanos Center, in the back parking lot where Marshall Owens is standing in front of several thugs holding chains and baseball bats.

Owens: Straight Outta Stockton, my friend was absolutely correct, you guys are some of the most awesome looking bangers that I've ever seen. One or more of you will be making five grand tonight.

Money, it is what makes the world go round.

Owens: And all you've got to do is take out...

One of the bigger guys opens his mouth to correct Marshall.

Guy: Look Holmes, it is Straight Outta Comp...

Owens: A man named...

Marshall nods his head.

Owens: Yeah I know, Straight outta Stockton, like I said. You bangers are so good, Spike Leroy made a movie about this city, which means if anyone can take Goth out, it is...

Guy: Whoa, whoa. Goth?

Marshall is confused.

Guy: Yo bruh, nobody said anything about Goth.

They all wave the attorney off at the same time.

Guy: You can tackle that dude on your own, we're bouncing.

Owens: But....

To no avail, because moments later, he is all alone. Until the SCW Internet Champion arrives.

Jackson: Let me guess, they are formulating a plan?

Marshall buries his face in his hands.

Jackson: What?

An awkward moment of silence passes.

Jackson: What?

Without looking up, Marshall can only mutter two words which pretty much sums it all up.

Owens: Don't ask.

fin.




Simone: In a couple of weeks we will see Team Hero defend the SCW Bombshell Tag Team Titles against The Angel Clan at My Bloody Valentine but tonight the challengers face a similarly daunting task as they take on The Fallen.

Adams: Raynin and Gothika are former champions in their own right but a win over The Angel Clan could set them up for a title opportunity.

Simone: Only one way to find out whether or not that will happen and that’s to take it to Justin!

Justin: The following tag team contest is scheduled for one fall!

Suddenly, the lights go out, and a bass line starts to thump over the PA and we hear the opening guitar riffs of In This Moment's 'Comanche'.

On the titantron the image of three flaming balls of light streak through an image of the night sky as the music continues. The strains of the music plays over the PA as on the titantron, the four flaming balls rocket towards an image of the earth and the camera angle switches so it looks like they're coming straight towards the screen. They strike the same spot with a bright flash and three shadowy figures step out of the brightness.

Justin: Introducing first, being accompanied by Diamond, Raynin and Gothika they are The Fallen!

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

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

Diamond stops at the center of the ramp as Raynin and Gothika each walk around till they each are standing in front of one of the sides of the ring. Diamond wiggles her hips a moment, then she lifts her leg high into the air and spins around in a circle before she places it on the ring apron and slithers under the bottom rope. Gothika slides under the bottom rope and Raynin climbs the far stairs and grabs the top rope and flips over the rope.

Raynin and Gothika each climb a corner throwing their fists in the air and pumping them to the beat of the music as Diamond leans dances goes from one side of the ring dancing and leaning over the rope, blowing crystal dust at the crowd, before she comes to stands in the center of the ring, pointing at Raynin and Gothika and talking junk to the crowd, nodding and clapping. Raynin and Gothika jump down and switch corners, trying to hype up the crowd before they jump down and they all come to stand beside Diamond, waiting for the match to start.

Simone: I would not want to be in the Angel Clan’s shoes right now.

Adams: I think the rest of the Bombshell Roster shares your sentiment.

Justin: And their opponents!

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

Justin: First, from Copenhagen, Denmark she is “The Dark Angel” 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.

Simone: Melanie and Lucy have been very impressive since their debut but tonight they face their biggest challenge.

Adams: And that’s saying a lot!

Justin: And her partner!

“Assassin" by: Muse starts to play as soon as the chorus hits Lucy jumps out from the stage and tosses her cloak off. Lucy looks around and starts to swiftly moves down the ramp.

Justin: From Moscow, Russia she is the Wisdom Angel Lucy Seraphina!

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.

Simone: Regardless this is bound to be a fantastic match!

Adams: I wouldn’t want to be Holly Wood right now!

The two Bombshell teams huddle in their respective corners in order to discuss strategy whilst Holly Wood waits for them to decide on who’s starting the match, after a few minutes of discussion it’s decided that Melanie will start for The Angel Clan whilst Raynin will start the match for The Fallen and Holly calls for the bell.

DING DING DING

Simone: This match has been highly anticipated since it was announced last week and the crowd is ready for some action!

Adams: And so am I!

Raynin tries to get a jump start on the action by attacking Melanie from the outset but Melanie ducks under the attempted Clothesline and starts brawling with the bigger Bombshell in the middle of the ring whilst the crowd cheers the two Bombshells on, eventually Raynin’s size and strength advantage gives out as she forces the Danish Bombshell to the ropes before backing off and going for a Clothesline, unfortunately for her Melanie ducks down at the last second dragging the top rope down with her sending Raynin over the top rope and to the outside.

Simone: Melanie’s quick thinking just saved herself from a world of hurt.

Adams: It’s important to remember that whilst The Fallen have been in SCW for a lot longer The Angel Clan are veterans in their own right!

Gothika hops off the apron and goes over to Raynin in order for them to regroup whilst Diamond keeps her distance, The Angel Clan gets ideas in their heads and they exchange grins to confirm that they are thinking the same thing and whilst The Fallen are discussing strategy (and Holly’s count reaches five) Lucy joins Melanie in the ring and the crowd cheers knowing what’s coming next, once The Fallen turn around The Angel Clan charge at the ropes and hit them both with simultaneous Suicide Dives, Melanie on Raynin and Lucy on Gothika, that brings the crowd to their feet.

Simone: And that right there is a good indication of why they are called The Angel Clan!

Adams: And why Team Hero might want to consider giving up their titles right now!

Melanie is the first to get to her feet and she picks up Raynin before rolling her back into the ring and following her in breaking Holly’s renewed ten count before it could even reach the count of four in the process, Melanie follows this up by going for the first cover of the match 1…...2……and Raynin kicks out at the count of two!

Simone: It’ll be a cold day in hell before either Raynin or Gothika are defeated that easily!

Adams: Same can be said for The Angel Clan!

Melanie realizes this herself and doesn’t bother arguing with Holly over a slow count instead opting to pick Raynin back up, by this point Gothika and Lucy are back in their team’s respective corners and are waiting for an opportunity to be tagged in to the match for the first time whilst Raynin surprises Melanie with a European Uppercut which begins their brawl anew.

Simone: Raynin is one of the best brawlers SCW has on its roster, male or female, so it’s not surprising that she’d go to that well again.

Adams: Yeah but it’s not like Melanie is a slouch in that department either.

This time however it’s Melanie that takes the advantage as a result of the brawl as she catches a wild right hand from Raynin and uses her momentum against Raynin by hitting a modified arm drag that just so happens to land Raynin near The Angel Clan’s corner and, whilst holding on to Raynin’s arm, Melanie tags in Lucy who climbs to the top rope before landing a Double Axe Handle to Raynin’s already weakened arm.

Simone: Looks like The Angel Clan have targeted Raynin’s arm.

Adams: And that’s bad news for The Fallen!

Lucy keeps a firm hold on Raynin’s arm before she locks in a cross arm breaker on Raynin, Holly gets into position and asks Raynin if she wants to quit which she refuses to in spite of the pain, after a few minutes Raynin manages to get to her feet but Lucy refuses to let go off the Cross Arm Breaker, fortunately for Raynin she gets an idea and grabs onto Lucy’s waistband with her free arm and hits her with a modified powerbomb forcing Lucy to break the hold.

Simone: That’s one way to break a hold.

Adams: But how much damage did that cause to Raynin?

Raynin gives her arm a few shakes before going for a cover on Lucy 1…...2…...and Lucy kicks out at the count of two! Raynin rolls away from Lucy to give a chance to recover from the attacks to her arm whilst Lucy rolls over to a neutral corner and uses the top rope to pull herself up whilst Raynin gets to her feet across the ring from Lucy, once Raynin is on her feet and sees where Lucy has propped herself up she charges across the ring looking for a spear but Lucy ducks out of the way at the last second sending Raynin (bad) shoulder first into the corner.

Simone: If Raynin’s arm wasn’t hurting enough before it definitely is now!

Adams: And this is a perfect opportunity for the Angel Clan!

Raynin gets out of the corner whilst holding her injured arm and Lucy rolls her up 1……2……and Raynin kicks out at two! However almost as quickly as Raynin kicks out Lucy grabs Raynin’s injured arm and tries to lock in another arm breaker only for Raynin to fight out of it and get to her feet, Lucy gets to her feet soon afterwards only to walk right into a running lariat from Raynin!

Simone: This could be Raynin’s chance!

Adams: One problem though! She used her bad arm to hit the Lariat!

Raynin is obviously in a lot of pain thanks to her mistake and can’t capitalize on the Lariat as a result of it! Instead Raynin starts making her way to The Fallen’s corner hoping to make the tag and Lucy in the meantime rolls over to her team’s corner where she tags in Melanie, Melanie waits for her opportunity and when it comes she charges across the ring and drops a leg drop across Raynin’s injured arm.

Simone: Raynin has to tag in Gothika if she wants a chance to win the match!

Adams: Only problem there is the fact that Gothika would have to fight two young and talented Bombshells on her own! Now personally I wouldn’t mind taking on Melanie and Lucy at the same time if they were in my bedroom but……

Simone: KEEP IT CLEAN JASON!

Melanie goes for the cover on Raynin 1…….2……and Raynin kicks out! Melanie argues with the ref over a slow count but Raynin is using this opportunity to crawl to The Fallen’s corner whilst Melanie’s fruitless efforts continue, once she realizes that Raynin is near her team’s corner Lucy calls out to Melanie and Melanie turns around just in time to see Gothika get tagged in!

Simone: And Gothika makes the tag!

Adams: Can she beat The Angel Clan alone?

Gothika charges in and takes Melanie down with a clothesline before charging towards Lucy in an attempt to knock her off the apron but Lucy sees it coming and drops down at the last second, Melanie tries to take advantage of this by hitting Gothika with a Stinger Splash only for Gothika to duck out of the way and run to the opposite ropes before drilling Melanie with a Spear as she comes out of the turnbuckle.

Simone: Melanie nearly got cut in half with that Spear!

Adams: I think the upper half of her body landed in the cheap seats, not so sure about the lower half.

Gothika drags Melanie away from the Angel Clan’s corner before Lucy can tag herself in and goes for a cover on Melanie 1……2……and Lucy breaks it up with an Elbow Drop, at this point Raynin, whose arm has had enough time to recover from the earlier assault by The Angel Clan, comes charging in and starts a wild brawl with Lucy whilst the same happens with the legal women causing chaos to break out in the middle of the ring.

Simone: Holly has lost control of the match!

Adams: Like I said earlier, I wouldn’t want to be her right now!

Holly gives up on trying to restore order after a few minutes and just waits for the women who aren’t legal to leave the ring, the wait doesn’t last long as Gothika backs Lucy up against the ropes and goes to clothesline her out of the ring only for Lucy to duck down and backdrop Raynin to the outside, she follows it up by attempting a suicide dive but this time Raynin sees it coming and ducks out of the way whilst Lucy is in mid-flight causing her to crash and burn.

Simone: And there we have a prime example of why that’s called “High Risk”.

Adams: And in Lucy’s case, “no reward”!

Back in the ring Melanie has just dropped Gothika with a DDT and has called for her Heaven and Hell finisher, Melanie climbs to the top rope and goes for the Shooting Star-Senton but takes too much time climbing the top rope which allows Gothika to get to her feet and grab her whilst Raynin slides into the ring as The Fallen are getting ready for one of their tag team finishers.

Simone: If I’m not mistaken they are going for the Fall from Grace!

Adams: Kinda appropriate for defeating a team called The Angel Clan come to think of it!

Gothika climbs to the middle rope whilst Raynin climbs to the top and they get ready for the move successfully hitting the Fall from Grace on Melanie! Gothika floats over into a cover 1…..2…..Lucy tries to break up the count……but she’s too late! 3!

Justin: Here are your winners, The Fallen!

Simone: What a match but you have to wonder how this effects the upcoming Tag Team Title Match!

Adams: This could turn into a potential match of the year candidate for sure!

The Fallen celebrate their win over the Number 1 Contenders whilst Lucy checks on Melanie.




The cameras return backstage to find J2H and Simpson deep in conversation, well deep in J2H yelling and throwing his hands up at Simpson.

J2H: I can’t believe Mark would just call me into this show to sign autographs, for people that I don’t even like.

Before Simpson can reply the rich kid continues.

J2H: And tonight of all nights when he knows that she is here in the building. It’s a set up Simpson; we need to get out of here.

Simpson: But Sir you have one final round of signings to do before we can leave.

James takes a step up towards Simpson, running his fingers through his hair frustrated.

J2H: Do you think I fucking care? Go get my things and go get my car ready, so I can leave this dump.

Simpson: I really don’t think you need to worry Sir, I mean you and I both know if Melody was going to track you down she would have done it by now.

Running his right hand over his forehead James just huffs at Simpson.

J2H: Just go and do your damn job, I don’t want to sign autographs for filthy children, I’m done for tonight.

Without another word Simpson nods to James in agreement before taking off to undertake his duties. As the Cameras follow Simpson down the hall they notice a petite figure strolling up the hall, the figure quickly hands Simpson a package before heading towards James. As James stands still in view of the camera he starts to play with his phone before the person approaches him. The person is dressed in a full length grey jumpsuit that is tight fitting showing that the person is in fact a lady. However her face is covered with a fake moustache, a pair of lenseless glasses and her hair is tied up under her black trucker’s cap.

Person: Um excuse me, are you James Huntington Hawkes number three?

Putting on her best man voice the lady does her best to get James’ attention however he doesn’t even lift his eyes from his phone as he answers.

J2H: Listen I’m not signing anymore pathetic autographs, so beat it.

The lady rocks back on the heels of her sneakers before clearing her throat. Her little hands were shaking as she holds out a pen with some paper in her right hand with another small box in left.

Person: I um, just need one signature Sir, it’s for a package that’s being delivered to you.

J2H’s eyes lift from his phone as he screws up his face, turning to look at the “delivery dude” James eyes her up and down.

J2H: If this is a package from a certain blonde, I’m not interested, in fact please take it back to her and tell her to shove it up her...

Person: Whoa, whoa, whoa... actually it’s not from a little blonde lady it’s from uh um, an umm a foxy red head. Now if you could please sign here and take this, I will get out of your glorious face.

Handing the pen and paper over to James, the delivery “guy” watches as he takes it and without looking at it J2H just stares at her. Bringing her hand up to cover her face the delivery “dude” does her best to hide her features. James eyes narrow as he stares at person in front of him questioning what he is seeing before suddenly his eyes widen.

J2H: Melody is that you?

Person: Um, no, nope... you got the wrong girl, I mean guy Sir, my name is Melandaro... I come from a small village called Mario Kart Land, where we men look like ladies... and the ladies look like men.

James drops the pen and paper from his hand before reaching out to rip the fake moustache off Melody’s face.

J2H: Seriously? What the fuck Melody?

James knocks the cap off Melody’s head, letting her blonde hair fall free, cascading down around her shoulders in a messy but cute arrangement of curls.

Melody: Please don’t undress me in public... James, I mean Sir.

J2H: What part of LEAVE ME ALONE are you tripping up on?

Melody: Melandaro, doesn’t understand... me no speak the...

J2H’s hands come out once again to rip the fake glasses off of Melody’s face before he tosses them to the side before angrily looking into her hazel eyes.

J2H: The gig is up Melody, now take your stupid box and get out of my sight.

Melody: Fine...

J2H sacastically waves at Melody.

J2H: I don't care what's in the box, I don't wanna know what's in the box. I never wanna know what's in the box. Now if you'd excuse me, fuck it, even if you don't wanna excuse me, I don't care. I'm outta here.

He quickly turns around and walks away, leaving Melody to sigh.

Melody: He's so gonna wanna know what's in the box.

With a shrug, the young blonde turns away and walks in the opposite direction




The Angel Clan is walking backstage, heading back to their dressing room. They just make it to the hallway with their door, when they see Diamond standing in front of it with her arms crossed over her chest. She starts walking towards them, and the girls get into a defensive stance, but Diamond holds her hands up and shakes her head slowly.

Diamond: “Hey… It’s not that type of party… so just chill out.”

Before anyone can say anything, she reaches into her cleavage and pulls out a card and hands it to Lucy.

Diamond: “Look, you guys did alright out there. The girls and I talked, and we want you to meet us at this address, at the date and time on the card. It’s up to you if you decide to come or not… But if you do… something epic will happen.”

Diamond steps back and a huge cloud of glittery dust fills the air, and there’s a flash of light that glares out the scene. When everyone looks back, Diamond is gone. Lucy and Melanie look at the card, curious as to what it means as the scene fades out…




Adams: Belinda…I am hearing there is something going on backstage.

Cameras head backstage where a pair of bombshells can be seen fighting along the hallway. Candy Overton has a handful of Sam Marlowe’s hair as she whips her into a pile of folding chairs. Sam stumbles out of the pile and charges towards Candy who is near the catering table. Both women land in the middle of the bottled water that is sent spinning everywhere.

Simone: They are out to hurt each other it looks like. I don’t know what started it but these two women aren’t going to stop anytime soon.

Adams: And do we want them to? If you ask me, we might get a chance to see clothes rip if this continues.

Sam and Candy make it to their feet and start trading punches. Candy grabs at Sam’s hair as both bombshells fall over some equipment continuing to battle on the floor of the backstage area. Getting to her feet, Sam is knocked back off them when Candy kicks her in the midsection. Candy jumps at Sam and the two roll on the floor exchanging punches and kicks as a pair of referees rush to separate the two. Ben Jordan grabs Sam and pulls her back as she fights to reach Candy to continue the fight. A referee holds a kicking Candy Overton as Ben pulls Sam away.

Simone: Those two are going to have to be kept apart until they are put in a ring.

Adams: Or a pool of jello. I hope Hot Stuff is listening.




Outside of the Bombshell locker room area, Crystal, Natalie, and Celeste remain posted, with handfuls of flyers going out in every which direction as we catch another glimpse of the newest member of the Bombshell locker room, Jenny Tuck, walk through the crowd of incoming Bombshells. She grabs a flyer from Celeste, reading the rather animated art work, ready to laugh in Celeste's face, until she catches a glimpse of the bottom, reading "Mikah's a whore" and she can do no such thing, but nod her head in agreement before blowing Celeste off to walk inside of the locker room. Before she can protest this in any way, she spots two very ominous figures coming out of one of the more lavish of locker rooms ahead of them. She smiles wickedly as she weaves in and out of the crowd to approach none other than former Bombshell and Bombshell Tag Team Champions, Raynin and Gothika of The Fallen! The crowd gives off a roar of approval as Celeste looks over at Raynin, her... unusual movements catching her a bit by surprise. She notices Gothika, but by comparison, her own unusual actions seem tame, simply sniffing at the air as she approaches Celeste.

Gothika: You smell delicious. I've smelled your kind before, but this? This is different...

Celeste raises an eyebrow at Gothika, not quite sure how to respond as she pulls her hood closer to her neck, giggling almost nervously.

Celeste: Yeah.... new perfume, Ode Du White Witch. It's all the rave these days. Anyway, I know you guys don't generally mingle with the general Bombshell population, what with the crazy, and the whole bloodlust thing you guys have going on. Don't get me wrong, to each their own. Blessed Be. But, I was thinking it might be nice to show a little bit of unity for this one. We've got a long list of grievances, and the list gets longer and longer as we talk to the Bombshell roster. We're basically tired of not getting the treatment we deserve,

Celeste hands a flyer over to Gothika, who stares at it for just a moment, but the drawings don't seem to inspire much of a sense of urgency with her as she hands it back.

Gothika: With all due respect to you, stagehand? This seems more like a union itinerary, and less of a problem that affects The Fallen, and we've got quite a bit of our own problems to deal with at the moment, so...

With an almost pleading expression on her face, she reaches into her folder once more, pulling out one of Natalie's flyers, and she hands it over to Gothika.

Celeste: I'm sure that there is a pretty big fucking concern on there that affects us all, and I'm sure you'll know it when you see it. I'm not asking you to jump on board with us right this second, but just that you take ten minutes to hear us out later. That is all I'm asking.

Gothika goes to politely protest, despite the obvious annoyance written on her face, until one bit of information catches her attention. She stops, and reads over a small piece of information, narrowing her eyes at it. She sighs, and then lets her arm with the paper fall loosely at her side.

Gothika: We will hear you out, and if we like what we hear, you can count us in.

Celeste almost seems shocked, and relieved by this news. She claps her hands together excitedly as she starts to head back to her post outside of the locker room. Before she reaches it, she turns around for one last comment.

Celeste: Trust me... you're not going to regret this...

Gothika nods her head, though her expression reads "We'd better not" as she turns to walk toward the Bombshells locker room with Raynin, having overheard it all, following in tow.




Adams: We have a championship match coming up as Sean Jackson puts his Internet Championship on the line against Casey Williams.

Before Belinda could respond, “Las Vegas” begins to play as gold lights fill the arena. Travis Nathaniel Andrews comes walking out wearing a very nice Armani suit as his eyes are covered with a dark tinted sunglasses. The crowd burst into loud boos as Travis smiles while walking down the ramp. He rounds the ring and makes his way toward the announce desk.

Simone: Oh great, looks like we are going to have company.

Adams: Maybe he is out here to get a front row seat.

Simone: Or maybe he is out here to watch his New Supremacy teammate’s back.

As Travis walks up to the announce desk, the opening lyrics and guitar rift to Five Finger Death Punch's "Jekyll and Hyde" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, the blue cutting through the red to create a purple effect. The fans cheer as the chorus kicks in.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Internet Championship, introducing first the challenger, from Nashua, NH, weighing in at 370 lbs please welcome Casey Williams

Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes looking through the crowd. Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused. The Freight Train Of Pain starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the cheering crowd, their thumbs pointing down. Casey nods his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope, staring around at the booing fans. Casey raises his arms as the fans cheer louder.

Adams: This crowd seems to be firmly behind this giant of a man.

Simone: I am interested to hear how you handle yourself out here Travis.

Travis finally puts his headset while ordering some techs to pull his chair out. They do as he takes a seat at the desk.

Travis: For the love of god, can someone get that giant a large toothbrush?

Adams: So Travis, why are you out here?

Travis: Saving this show

Belinda rolls her eyes as....

v/o: "Stockton, 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 stadium 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 the popular Phil Collins song "In The Air Tonight" begins to filter throughout the arena as the letters finish forming the nickname Mental Rapist.

Through the crimson mist, two very beautiful women from Las Vegas carrying baskets making their way onto the entrance ramp. The arena erupts into whistles and catcalls as both are dressed in very scantily fitted outfits, low cut with lots of leg showing. They get to the edge of the stage before Sean Jackson steps into view. Jackson is motionless, completely focused, his face adorned with a serious look.

Justin: and his opponent from Dallas, Texas, weighing in at 220 lbs. He is the current Internet Champion, please welcome Sean Jackson

His face remains stoic as Vanessa and Marshall Owens step into view, taking up positions behind them. After soaking up the reaction for a few moments, he motions that it's finally time to make their way down the ramp. As the entourage moves toward the ring, the two women reach into their baskets and begin dropping $100 bills for Sean Jackson to walk on.

The fans closest to the guard rails attempt to reach for the fallen bills, but are unable to so as Sean Jackson and company continue the slow trek towards the ring. Sean has on a black shirt while wearing black trunks with red MRSJ lettering with gold trim, with the Internet Championship belt fastened securely around his waist. Of course, Marshall is in his normal suit and tie.

As both women stop on either side of the ring steps, they continue to drop $100 bills on the steps and toss them in the ring in order for the Dallas, Texas native to continue walking on. Once in the ring, the spotlight continues to bathe Sean Jackson as he takes to the turnbuckles and slowly climbs up. As he sets foot on the middle turnbuckle, the ring is surrounded in falling pyro on all sides as he peers out at the fans at ringside. Much to the approval of a clapping Marshall and Vanessa, he then begins to pose with the championship belt before hopping down off the turnbuckle. As the pyro dies out, the lights come back on, returning the light to the stadium.

Adams: Sean doesn’t seem to be thrilled about this match.

Travis is the only person in the arena clapping his hands as Vanessa and Marshall acknowledge his presence. He sits back down.

Travis: That is a man right there. Sean Jackson shouldn’t be in this match. What has this big ogre done to deserve a shot at the Internet championship?

Simone: Well nothing

Travis: Exactly, Casey Williams is getting a freaking handout thanks to Christian Underwood. When is Christian going to realize that The New Supremacy owns this place.

Jasmine St. John takes the internet championship from Sean and hoists it high into the air. As she turns to hand the belt over to the time keeper. Sean sprints across the ring and lands a stinger splash on the larger man The splash does little damage as Casey shoves Sean away with one hand. Jasmine turns around to see Sean on the mat and quickly signals for the bell.

DING DING DING

As the bell sounds, Casey comes out of the corner and leaps into the air. He looks to drop a leg across Sean’s throat but Sean rolls out of the way at the last second. This causes Casey to land hard on his leg as Sean connects with a quick kick to the back of Casey’s head. Sean sprints toward the ropes, bounds off them and catches Casey with a low dropkick to his face. This knocks him backwards as Sean quickly goes for a cover.

Simone: Sean is trying to end this quick.

Travis: Of course, he has plans with Vanessa that is way more important than facing this ogre.

Jasmine goes to drop down but Casey throws Sean off him before even a one count. Sean’s eyes go big as Casey starts to get back up to his feet. Sean tries to lay rights and lefts in as Casey continues to battle through. He finally stands to his feet as Sean quickly rolls out of the ring. He goads the bigger man into a game of cat and mouse. Casey watches Sean as he begins to run around the ring. Casey steps over the top rope and down to the arena floor as Jasmine is telling both men to get back into the ring. Sean is still goading the big man as Jasmine starts to count.

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3

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Casey starts chasing after Sean as the he has a quickness factor over him. Casey is trying to catch up but Sean dives back into the ring. Casey does the same thing as Sean starts stomping away on his back. The crowd is booing like crazy as Sean continues to stomp on Casey.

Adams: That is one way to keep the big man down.

Simone: It’s despicable if you ask me.

Travis: No one asked you.

Jasmine is warning Sean as he backs her up a bit. Sean is screaming in her face as Casey is getting back up to his feet. Sean finishes reading the riot act to her as Casey catches him with a big boot to the face. Sean falls quick to the canvas as Casey grabs him by the arm. He lifts him back up before sending him back down with a vicious clothesline. The crowd is starting to go crazy as Casey continues to punish Sean. He scoops Sean up before throwing him back first onto the canvas. Casey quickly drops a leg across Sean’s throat while going for a quick cover. Jasmine drops into position.

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Marshall reaches into the ring and places Sean’s foot on the bottom rope while whistling at Jasmine. She stops the count realizing Sean’s foot is on the rope. Casey places his hands on top of his head while standing back up to his feet. He motions for Sean to get back up while lifting his hand into the air.

Travis: Watch out Sean.

Simone: Is someone getting nervous?

Adams: I am getting nervous. I hope Candy doesn’t get my note.

Travis doesn’t say a word as Sean is back up to his feet. As he turns around, Casey places his hand around Sean’s throat and hoists him high into air. Before he slams him down, Sean catches him with a quick thumb to the eye. The move quickly makes Casey put Sean down as he rolls out of the ring again. He walks over to the announce desk and shakes hands with his New Supremacy comrade.

Casey gets out of the ring as well as Sean is busy chatting with Travis. Travis is pointing behind him as Sean chuckles. He turns to see Casey standing behind him. Sean looks at him before kicking straight in the knee. This causes Casey to buckle a little as Sean walks away. Casey goes to follow him as Sean hides behind Vanessa.

Simone: Oh what a big man, hiding behind a woman.

Travis: That big oaf wouldn’t know anything about that.

Adams: Maybe Sean is trying to get some action.

Travis shakes his head while Belinda facepalms herself. Casey is screaming for Sean to fight like a man but Vanessa hauls off and slaps him across the face. Jasmine doesn’t see this as Marshall is busy with her. As Casey is staggering, Sean grabs him by the head and rams him head first into the steel ring post. Casey’s head bounces off as Sean continues to drag Casey around the ringside area. He slams him head first into the steel steps before throwing him back into the ring.

Sean gives an up yours signal to the crowd before sliding back into the ring. He bounces off the ring ropes but gets caught with a back body drop. Sean lands rough on his back as Casey remains on his knees.

Travis: I’ve seen enough of this shit.

He says while throwing his headset down and removing his sunglasses. He looks over at Marshall then over at Vanessa. They nod their heads as Travis walks around the table.

Simone: I don’t like the look of this.

Adams: What is wrong? Travis is just leaving us.

Casey finally gets back up to his feet as he pulls Sean in between his legs. He goes to hook his arms around his waist when Vanessa hops up onto the ring apron. She seductively motions for Casey to come over as he looks at her. He throws Sean away while moving towards her. Meanwhile, Marshall has pulled Jasmine out of the ring and is basically berating her for her refereeing skills. Sean is looking on while trying to figure out what is going on. Just then, Travis slides into the ring as Sean nods.

As Casey is getting closer, Vanessa spits in his face as Travis catches the big man flush with a side thrust kick. Casey continues to stagger as Sean catches him with a running knee to his face. That move still doesn’t knock him down as Travis finally plants him with a full nelson bulldog. He bumps knuckles with Sean before slipping out of the ring.

Simone: Come on this match should be over.

Adams: Jasmine didn’t see anything.

Marshall points back to the ring as Jasmine realizes Sean is standing over Casey. She quickly slides back into the ring as Sean gets down in a cover. She gets into position as Sean is smiling.

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The bell sounds as Sean brushes his hands off.

Justin: Here is your winner and still Internet Champion, Sean Jackson.

Travis slides back into the ring and begins to stomp the hell out of Casey. Sean rolls out of the ring, lifts the ring apron and pulls out a football helmet. He holds it in his hand before sliding back into the ring. Travis smirks while lifting Casey up. Sean swings the helmet as it slams right into Casey’s nose. He falls down as Travis is calling for a microphone. Vanessa drapes the Internet championship over Sean’s shoulder as Marshall hands Travis a microphone.

Travis: Take a good look Sin City Wrestling, The New Supremacy is still strong. We may be down a member but trust me. Sean and I will continue to being the best this company has to offer. Goth, I don’t count your win last week. In fact anything you Monstimals do don’t matter. Therefore The New Supremacy is stronger than ever. Consider this a warning. You fuck with us and you get fucked. You don’t like it. Well too fucking bad, you all will have to DEAL WITH IT.

“Las Vegas” strikes back up as Travis and Sean lift their arms high in the air as the crowd is booing like crazy. Sean has a foot planted across Casey’s chest as the cameras begin to fade.




As we cut backstage again, we find ourselves inside of the Bombshell Locker Room. Everyone from our Bombshell Tag Team Champions, Roxi Johnson and Keira Fisher, to Candy Overton, our Queen Mercedes Vargas, Jessie Salco, Sam Marlowe, The Angel Clan, The Fallen... every Bombshell with the exception of Mikah, is seen here. They are all sitting on the benches, or on steel chairs, in a half circle around Celeste North, Crystal Millar, and Natalie McKinley. The three women look around to see some of the many friendships, and the even more vast hatred, some of the ladies are showing to one another. Veronica Taylor is filing at her nails, as she feels a great deal of that hatred coming unto her from every which direction. She loosely holds her flyer in her hand as she scoffs, and not only because Delia Darling is seated within her eyeline.

Veronica: You caught me with your catchy tagline. It's simple, just like half of the ladies in this room, but it's true. Mikah is a disgusting, shameless Jealous Janis, but my time here is very valuable, so...

Celeste: SHUT UP RONNIE!!!

The majority of the room claps, or in some small way, echoes Celeste's sentiment. However, Natalie takes note of her disgusted expression, and she steps forward, facing Veronica.

Natalie: What she means to say, is that we can continue once we have the undivided attention of everyone in this room.

Alexis: It would be a lot easier if this syncing of menstrual cycles wasn't being led by the Nobody of the Nobodies.

Celeste: Oh, go suck on Mikah's tits some more, Lexi... Anyway, we're all gathered here tonight because we are entering a cycle...

With Alexis' previous comment, mixed with Celeste's choice of words, the entire room chuckles. This doesn't quite settle well with Celeste, but thankfully Crystal is there to step in.

Crystal: Ha, ha, ha... What are we, in middle school? Grow up. Period jokes are so 2000...

Celeste: I don't even know why I'm bothering. How many people in this room knows that I'm an active member of this roster, and have been since October?

Mercedes: October? That seems like a stretch. I swore I didn't notice you until at least the end of November...

Celeste: Hmmm, that's around the time I pulled your head out of your ass so that I could smash it in, your "majesty"...

Bombshells: Oooooohhhhhhh!!!

Delia: Le snap, Mercy...

Celeste: I am a bitch, but I'm really, really trying not to be right now. I'm not Alexis, but I'm no saint either, so could we please just not?

Celeste rubs at her temples as she tries to relax. However, she doesn't expect to gain the attention of every lady in the room. This helps to relax her somewhat as she tries this once again.

Celeste: So, I have been watching the way things work around here, for quite a while now, and I've got to say... I don't like it, and I'm surprised that you guys do. So, I came up with an idea... unless you guys think it sucks, then Crystal came up with it...

Crystal: What do I look like? Reese Witherspoon from Legally Blonde, the first and only one that's actually any good?

Celeste: Okay, that's totally debatable, but A for effort, Crystal. Anyway, I noticed the conditions that we are forced to face on a regular basis. Most of us here, have to spend every Sunday inside of a smelly locker room, where the warm water runs out after thirty seconds, because some people feel the need to humidify their locker room, on the off chance that they might actually go in there! I'm talking about an unnamed double Bombshell Champion. We are shoved in the back of the back, because even though we fight just as hard, and just as brutally as the men do, we're still playing second fiddle, and that is proof by the fact that they get to take showers that last almost twice as long, because they are closer to the boilers. As much as I hate Jessie there, we put on one of the most brutal matches of all time. If you pick a top five of most bloody matches in SCW history, I can guarantee that at least three of them, will be Bombshell matches! We deserve some fucking respect around here!

Celeste nearly roars the last words, but it seems effective enough to get most of the locker room on her side, as they clap and cheer her on. This only serves to intensify her even more.

Celeste: I'm not saying the men need to be shuffled to the back of the line, but what I am saying is that these locker rooms should be ahead of the private locker rooms so that we can actually get clean after our matches instead of walking around, smelling like a sweaty jockstrap. We deserve respect, but we don't get it, and do you know why?

Celeste looks around the locker room as the different members of the roster talk amongst themselves, coming up with theories. Celeste listens intently, but none of the explanations seem to satisfy her, even remotely. She shakes her head at each one until she can't take it any longer.

Celeste: It's because we've got a champion that makes us all look like bubbleheaded idiots who refuse to do anything that requires even an ounce of effort! And no, I'm not talking about you, Little sister...

Celeste winks at Alexis, who growls in return. This only makes Celeste smile even brighter.

Celeste: I mean, come on. Most of you in here hated Delia Darling. Fuck, most of us still do! But even you have to admit that, despite her constant "I'm better than you" attitude, and the constant mockery of the sport we've all dedicated our lives to... she never shied away from a challenge, no matter how bloody or gruesome it might have potentially been. She's shit, and most of you ostracized her, and even started a campaign to force her out of the championship, nay, the company! I'm not just saying this because I hate Mikah and everything she stands for, but she's worse than Delia. She's like a Mean Girls Megatron, and astonishingly, somehow only has half the personality!

Veronica: Ugh, she wishes...

Finding a momentary truce to their war, Mercedes and Delia reach over for a high five with Veronica and Angelica.

Celeste: I don't know how it's possible to cut zero in half, but she is the anomaly. Now, I could sit here and rip apart her character, which wouldn't take long, because there's nothing to her, but I'll cut it down to the points that affect us all, and bring us to an actual point of being here. Along with the disgusting accomodations, Mikah contributes most to a lawsuit we've drawn up with a family friend, in the state of Nevada, calling for a stop to all unsafe working conditions. Aside from being a total idiot, Mikah puts each and every one of our lives on the line by coming to work, drunk, and then floating that buzz throughout the night. Any opponent she has, any person she comes into contact with, she's endangering their lives. It breaks at least twelve different laws in the state of Nevada. And as we travel to California, or Arizona, and if these conditions are not rectified, we will file a lawsuit in each state until they are!

Bombshells: *Pop!*

Celeste: So, Natalie, Crystal, and myself are calling for your support. Sign the petition. Stand up to "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward, or Erik Staggs, or anyone who gets in our way to making SCW a safer place for the Bombshell roster! Dare I even say... strike if necessary? We might not like each other. There's a few bitches in here right now that I'd love to skullfuck to death with my fists, but I'd like to be able to do that without fear of a sloppy drunk bitch accidentally setting the building on fire, or accidentally breaking my neck because she's too drunk to do her job right. Who feels the same way as we do? Who dares to be brave enough to bring a change to this division, a real, long lasting change? And, even if you don't, who wants to give Mikah some real hell? Stand with us!

Instantly, Roxi Johnson and Keira Fisher stand up and walk toward the center of the room with Natalie, Celeste, and Crystal. They are joined by Mercedes Vargas next. The Fallen walk up to them, along with the Angel Clan, Jenny Tuck, and Sam Marlowe.

Simone: I... I almost can't believe it. These ladies are willing to put their jobs on the line to bring about a change in this company!

Adams: Or at the very least, fight back against Mikah's reign of terror!

Celeste looks over at Alexis, who looks around at the state of the locker room, but something is stopping her from fully getting up from her chair. Candy Overton gets up and walks to the center of the room, taking hold of the petition and signing it before passing it to Delia Darling who has joined them. After thinking it over for a moment, and not wanting to be left out of the latest fashion statement of standing for something that is sweeping SCW, Veronica Taylor stands up and signs the paper as if she were the first to do so. Aside from Traci Patterson, Alexis Edwards, and a conveniently absent Twisted Sister, and the defendant in Mikah, the entire Bombshell Roster has signed the paper. Celeste looks over at Alexis, trying to give a sweet and tempting smile toward her fellow Nobodies stable mate. Alexis seems to fight the urge to stand up, but she can't for much longer. She stands up and walks to the group, only to push through them and walk out of the door. While most of the roster isn't affected, this seems to sting Celeste quite a bit. She stares, confused, until the door to the locker room shuts, and Alexis is gone. A bit of anger takes over as we fade elsewhere.

Simone: In all of my years in wrestling broadcast, I've never seen a lawsuit of this magnitude, where ninety percent of one roster is on board. This doesn't look good for our World Bombshell Champion.

Adams: And somehow you seem about as happy to say that as Celeste is hurt to have her own stablemate walk out without showing her any kind of support.

Simone: I won't even hide the fact that this gives me the feels!




The scene opens backstage, where we see various people bu

ing about, making sure that show runs smoothly and making sure people are where they are supposed to be etc… as the camera pans around, we see Amy Marshall with Joey Santino hand in hand, as they talk with someone and share a brief laugh before that person leaves and continues their job.

Continuing their journey down the corridor, Pussy Willow appears on the scene after ‘interviewing’ someone and is surprised to see Amy and rushes over to her.

Pussy Willow: What are you doing back Amy? Are you back from your break?

Amy: Hello Pussy… how are you Amy… I’m good thanks.

Amy started off sarcastically.

Pussy Willow: Uh…oh… Sorry. Hi Amy… How are you?

Amy smirk and shakes her head.

Amy: I’m fine thank you. And to answer your questions… I am here to visit friends and watch the show as a fan.

Pussy Willow: Are you back?

Amy: Sorry to burst your bubble… but no… I am not back. As I said… here to visit friends and watch the show.

Pussy Willow: When are you coming back?

Amy: Ah that would be telling.

Amy smiles, as she walks away from Pussy Willow, who drops the mic to her side and stomps off. As for Amy and Joey, they continue down the corridor to find a good place to sit and watch the show and maybe find a few friends to talk too along the way.




Justin: The following contest is for one fall and it is a non title match.

"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. She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it.

Justin: From Tampa, Florida, weighing in at one hundred and thirty two pounds, she is Roxi Johnson!

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.

Justin: And her opponent...

The arena fades to black before Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo begins to play and the arena then flashes with hot pink, neon green, and purple lights. Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.

Justin: From New York City, New York, weighing in at one hundred and ten pounds, she is the SCW Bombshell World Champion, she is Mikah!

She then moves to the middle of the ropes and steps on the bottom one before leaning suggestively over the top rope as if to give the crowd a glimpse of her chest but then pulls back and steps down. She moves to the corner, leaning against the turnbuckle.

DING DING DING

Roxi extends her hand towards Mikah but Mikah scrunches up her nose, shaking her head.

Adams: More chance of a handshake from an octopus and he has no hands.

The two quickly lock up and Mikah pushes Roxi away. As Roxi turns back, Mikah slaps her hard across the face!

Simone: Disrespectful

Mikah quickly takes a handfull of hair and whips Roxi against the ring. Roxi moves in to the corner and Mikah walks over, putting her boot over her throat, choking Roxi in the corner. Drew starts to make a fix count and Mikah breaks at four, turning around and flicking her hair in Drew's dirction, she picks Roxi to her feet and throws her in to the ropes, catching her with a spinning back elbow, taking SCW's superhero down to the canvas. Mikah poses on the floor, leaning on her elbow as the fans viciously boo.

Adams: Not winning any new friends like that.

Simone: Don't think she wants new friends.

Mikah gets to her feet and pulls Roxi with her. Mikah takes hold of Roxi's head and spins her around, moving back to back and dropping her down with a neckbreaker. She takes hold of Roxi's head while she's on the ground and lifts it up and slams her face first in to the canvas with a faceplant. Mikah lifts Roxi's head again and smashes it once more in to the canvas. She pulls Roxi to her feet and charges her at the ropes, throwing her through in between the top and second rope, holding her hair and keeping Roxi on the apron, she pulls her through the ropes, her feet resting on the ropes and drops her down with a dangerous DDT. Mikah flips Roxi on to her back and puts an elbow on her face as she hooks the leg. Drew drops down to make the count.

1...
2.....

Roxi gets a shoulder up

Simone: Just the two count.

Mikah pulls Roxi to her feet but Roxi sweeps Mikah's legs away and jumps over with a quick elbow drop, causing the fans to burst out in cheers. Roxi gets to her feet with a smile and pulls Mikah to her feet and lifts her over with a quick snap suplex. Roxi quickly moves to the outside of the ring and grabs the top rope, she pulls herself over with a slingshot flipping legdrop across the chest of Mikah. Mikah rolls away and Roxi follows.

Adams: Roxi in complete control here.

Roxi moves towards Mikah and pulls her on to her feet before whipping her in to the corner hard. Roxi charges at Mikah and jumps in the air with a splash, crushing Mikah against the turnbuckle. Roxi takes ahold of Mikah's head and spins her around, getting on to the second rope, while holding Mikah in a front face lock. She jumps off the second rope and plants Mikah on the canvas with a tornado DDT! Roxi turns back to the corner, her back to Mikah and holds on to the top rope. She springboards herself up on the ropes and drops back with a split legged moonsault!

Simone: Superstar Press!

Roxi stays on top of Mikah and Drew drops down to make the count.

1...
2.....

Mikah forces her shoulder up

Simone: Roxi nearly pulled off a shock there.

Roxi gets to her feet, and lifts Mikah's legs, stepping in for a sharpshooter but Roxi takes a handful of hair and punches her in the face with her free hand, knocking Roxi backwards and breaking the hold. Roxi stumbles back, and Mikah gets to her feet. Mikah swing a leg and catches Roxi in the side of the head and knocking her to the canvas. The fans boo as Mikah moves towards Roxi, waiting for her to return to her feet. As Roxi straightens up, Mikah jumps in the air and connects with an enziguri to Roxi's head, sending her to her knees. Mikah straightens up on to her feet, seeing Roxi on her knees and charges at the ropes. As she bounces back, she jumps in the air and catches Roxi with a low dropkick, forcing Roxi to bend over in half.

Simone: Roxi showing flexibility.

Adams: And somewhere backstage, Keira stopped being angry and started feeling a whole new emotion.

Mikah pulls Roxi back up to her feet and lifts her leg, flipping her over with a dragon whip leg screw. Mikah keeps hold of her leg and steps in with a step over toehold, moving in closer to Roxi and putting more pressure on her leg. Roxi lifts her free leg back and kicks Mikah away, sending her on to her back.

Simone: There's a place Mikah is used to being.

Adams: In a ring?

Simone: No Jason...

Roxi returns to her feet and Mikah quickly gets up, but Roxi charges at her and catches her with a flying forearm. Roxi lands on her feet and charges at the opposide rope. As Mikah gets to her feet and turns to face Roxi, Roxi jumps over with a flipping clothesline, sending Mikah on to her back. Roxi quickly. Mikah and Roxi return to their feet and Roxi takes hold of Mikah's arm, she charges at the ropes and bounces on the middle rope, before jumping in the air and wrapping her legs around Mikah's head, pulling her over with a springboard hurricanruna!

Adams: What a move from our superhero!

Roxi watches Mikah get to her feet and charges but Mikah lifts her up in the air and drops her throat first on to the top rope! Roxi bounces backwards, landing on her feet and holding her throat but Mikah gets on her feet again and charges at Roxi from behind and grabs her head, dropping her face first on to the canvas with a charging bulldog. Mikah pulls Roxi to her feet and moves in behind her, wrapping her arms up and lifting her over with a tiger suplex and plants Roxi in to the canvas, pinning her shoulders down to the canvas. Drew drops down to make the count.

1...
2.....

Roxi kicks up.

Simone: Kick out from Roxi!

Adams: That was closer than Roxi and Keira!

Mikah pulls Roxi to her feet and nails Roxi with a hard shot to the face and send her backwards against the ropes, Mikah runs towards Roxi and attempt to clothesline her, but Roxi ducks and lifts Mikah over the top rope and walks away. Mikah taps the side of her head as Roxi turns around. Roxi sees her and charges at the corner. She quickly leaps of the top rope with a quick leap and jumps around with a spinning heel kick, catching Mikah on the jaw, both women tumbling outside the ring!

Adams: Crash and burn!

Simone: Both could be hurt outside the ring.

Both women lay on the floor as Drew looks over the top rope at them. He starts to count both women.

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

Mikah starts to stir pulling herself against the ring apron as Roxi leans against the barricades.

4....
5....

Roxi gets back to her feet, leaning against the barricade.

6...
7....

Mikah grabs hold of the bottom rope.

Simone: Both these ladies need to get back in the ring

8...

Roxi moves towards the ring as Mikah tries to pull herself up

9....

Roxi charges, leapfrogging over Mikah and kicking her in the head, diving through the ropes and in

10!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match.... ROXI JOHNSON!

Simone: I can't believe it, Roxi has defeated Mikah!

Mikah slides in the ring, yelling in Drew's face, but "Midnight/Tornado" by Skid Row starts to blast through the speaker.

Adams: That's Hot Stuff's music!

Hot Stuff Mark Ward appears at the top of the ramp, microphone in hand as he looks angrily at the ring.

HS: What the hell are you doing? Who ends a match with the greatest champion there's ever been on a count out?

The crowd boo as Mikah smiles towards Hot Stuff, leaning over the ropes towards him.

HS: A count out? Not on my show! Restart the damn match!

Drew looks towards the timekeeper and calls for the bell again.

DING DING DING!

Mikah blows a kiss towards Hot Stuff, but Roxi quickly rolls her up from behind!

1...
2....
3!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match.... ROXI JOHNSON!

Simone: Hahahahahah!

Adams: Oh boy!

Roxi rolls out of the ring with her arms in the air as Mikah gets to her feet, kicking the bottom rope and yelling at everyone in ear shot.

Simone: I wouldn't wanna be Hot Stuff after this one.

Adams: But I would wanna be a local bar owner tonight cause drinks will be drunk by the bucketload




Goth can be seen in the locker room watching Raab and Samuel prepare for their match as he is clearly lost in his thoughts. His wife walks up to him.

Sapphira: You ok hun???

Goth turns his attention towards his wife and smiles

Goth: You know what Sapphira?? I am, I was just thinking about who could be stupid enough to try and collect that bounty.

Raab turns around and shakes his head.

Lord Raab: Seriously man, shut up about that lowlife. Sean Jackson shouldn’t be on your freaking mind man. You should be there for me and Samuel to collect the tag titles, as we are going to celebrate another dominant victory from the Monstimals

Samuel: Yaaarp!!!

Goth grins as he nods his head.

Goth: You got that right, tonight isn’t about the Golden Girls. It’s about us, it’s about us taking something that they don’t and won’t have. The freaking tag team titles!! You two have been unstoppable and The Nobodies will have a hard time facing the two men that send three men into the hospital as they never returned to perform in the ring!!

Lord Raab: You are freaking right and the fans better not cheer for us, because I may just do the horrible things that I want to do to them to the Nobodies.

With that the members of the Monstimals walk off as the shot fades to darkness




The SCW-Tron above the stage comes to life and standing at the forefront of the SCW emblem is Co-Owner Christian Underwood.

Christian: Four years ago Sin City Wrestling held the inaugural "Blast From the Past" Mixed Tag Team Tournament to honor not just the best and brightest Superstars and Bombshells of the modern day, but also those that came before us, the legends of what is now referred to as the Golden Era of professional wrestling. The pioneers who paved the way for us to make our own mark in the sport, and the men and women who made sacrifices that in this modern day would be unheard of.

Photographs move across the screen...

The presentation ends and back to Christian.

Christian: In 2016, SCW is proud to announce the fourth annual "Blast From the Past" Tournament, and I am very pleased to announce the legendary Bombshell that we will be honoring...

Christian: June Byers was born in Houston, Texas in 1922 under her real name of DeAlva Eyvonnie Sibley. Her uncle, Ottawa Roberts, was himself a professional wrestler and introduced her to the life where she would often ask his peers to teach her moves inside of the ring. It was there that she met the legendary promoter of women's wrestling, and her future husband, the notorious Billy Wolfe. Taking her family nickname of "June" and her ex-husband's last name of "Byers" for her ring name, Sibley made her professional debut in 1944. She spent the first years of her career traveling the country in Wolfe's promotion, sometimes winning preliminary matches but regularly losing to the more established stars such as Mae Young and champion Mildred Burke. Slowly rising in the ranks, she first won gold in 1952 when she and partner Millie Stafford won the Tag Title over Mae Young and Ella Waldek.

She even made forays outside of professional wrestling into the game show circuits of that era, appearing on such programs as "What's My Line".

Christian: But it was in the year 1954 when she made true history in the annals of professional wrestling, when she met then World Champion Mildred Burke in a shoot match for the championship in an epic two-out-of-three falls encounter. Byers won the first fall, and then the match was called after an hour during the second fall and despite the inconclusive finish, the Atlanta Athletic Commission eventually awarded the match to Byers.

As the face of women's wrestling for the next decade, Byers's athleticism and technical skills did much to open new markets for women's wrestling and improve its perception in the eyes of the public as being more than mere tawdry spectacle. Complementing her repertoire of scientific moves was her toughness in an age of very tough women, and she was known for working incredibly stiff against newcomers. Then in 1956, the Baltimore Athletic Commission stripped Byers of the NWA Championship when she announced her plans to retire as champion. A thirteen woman battle royal was used to determine the new champion. After The Fabulous Moolah won the championship, Byers came out of retirement to challenge her for the title, but Byers lost the match.

It was in 1998 when we lost this legendary lady, as she lost a bout with pneumonia, passing away at her ho,me in Houston, Texas. It is with great honor that Sin City Wrestling honors June Byers this year in the "Blast From the Past" tournament, and we present to you this look into the past and see just why she was a legend of her time.




The cameras find their way backstage to find Melody Grace standing with Candy Overton the two look to be just at the start of an awkward conversation. Candy looks to be relaxed as she talks to Melody while filing her nails, while Melody has a pained look on her face listening to Candy.

Candy: Melody, I just wanted to be the first to say welcome back.

Melody: But, I’m not back.

Candy: Oh sure you are.

Candy pushes herself up from the wall that she was leaning on and looks towards Melody who just blows a strand of her long blonde hair out of her face.

Candy: Look I know you don’t want to come back because well let’s face it things with James didn’t end up how you wanted it to.

Melody: That’s not why...

Before Melody could continue Candy cuts her off by raising her voice. Stepping up towards her Candy rests her free left hand on to Melody’s shoulders, now looking her in the eyes as she continues.

Candy: Look its okay honey, you both deserve better.

Melody goes to speak but Candy cuts her off.

Candy: But let’s face it that’s not the only reason why you’re not coming back.

Rolling her eyes Melody just smirks and plays along, shrugging her shoulders the blonde finally gets a word in.

Melody: Please enlighten me why I wouldn’t want to come back to Sin City Wrestling?

The crowd in attendance lets out a cheer at the possible thought of Melody Grace returning, the fan reaction is something that Candy picks up on causing her to playfully smirk.

Candy: Aww look they miss you Melly, but you should just admit it, the thought of wrestling here again intimidates you.

The young blonde screws up her face as Candy continues to talk. The rowdy SCW audience start booing at Candy as she gets into Melody’s face.

Candy: I mean while you were gone, the bombshells have only grown stronger and well... maybe you just don’t think you have what it takes anymore to be one of us.

Melody lets out a laugh as her right hand comes up in front of her face to cover her mouth, while her left hand rests on her stomach. Trying to hold back her laughter Ms Grace looks towards Candy who is just smiling down at her, her hands now resting on her hips waiting for Melody to speak.

Melody: I’m sorry; I just couldn’t take any of that seriously. Do you honestly think you can get me to come back with a bunch of nonsense? Look Candy I thought we could catch up tonight, to you know plan what we have been talking about on Twitter.

Candy just rolls her eyes at Melody, before stepping in towards her getting closer.

Candy: Did you honestly think I asked you to meet me here so we could play checkers?

As Candy takes another step into Melody’s personal space the taller bombshell places both of her hands on top of Melody’s shoulders, her fingernails digging into her skin.

Candy: Oh how foolish you are little girl.

Melody starts to squirm under Candy’s touch, bringing her hands up she swats Candy’s hands away before taking a step back.

Melody: Look I don’t know what’s gotten into you, but I thought that we were friends and friends don’t try to intimidate each other. So if you don’t mind, I don’t need a friend like you in my life... so if you’ll excuse me.

Pushing past Candy the young blonde goes to walk off only to have her arm grabbed by Candy. Ms Overton tugs back on Melody’s arm getting her to spin around to face her.

Candy: Oh come on Melody where are you going? I’m just playing around.

Melody looks at Candy and then down at her hand that is gripping on to her arm. Her hazel eyes then trail back up to Candy’s face.

Melody: I’m only going to say this to you once... let go of my arm.

Snatching her arm back Melody is about to take a set but Candy launches towards her knocking Melody backwards. The brunette grabs onto a handful of Melody’s hair before dragging her over towards the wall to slam Melody’s face into it. Melody stumbles back and the two start too scuffle backstage, Candy dives on Melody taking her to the ground before starting to slam her head into the cold concrete below.

Simone: This is completely uncalled for.

Adams: Candy started it geez, Melody is only trying to defend herself.

As Melody starts to push Candy off her in shock, Hazel Overton runs into the picture picking Melody off her sister. Holding her back, Candy makes it back to her feet. Hazel hands her sister her famous clip board and while Candy takes it Melody tries to wiggle herself free from Hazel’s grip. Candy takes the clipboard in her hands and swings it towards Melody’s face cracking her right on the nose. Hazel let’s go of Melody who is holding onto her face, her blonde hair that was around her face shows signs of blood. Hazel pushes Melody from behind into her sister, Candy tries to grab onto Melody’s hair once more but Melody is able to push her out of the way.

Candy: You stupid bitch.

Candy looks at Melody and with full force Hazel knocks into Melody’s back, before gripping onto her throat. Melody’s back is now pressed up against Hazel, as Hazel digs her nails into Melody’s jaw she demands her attention be on her sister Candy.

Simone: Melody’s nose is busted wide open Jason.

Adams: That’s it I’m going back there.

Candy: Melody, consider yourself marked.

As Melody struggles to break free from Hazel, she doesn’t stand a chance as both sister starts clubbing into her with left and rights. Hazel holds on to Melody keeping her still and that allows Candy to deliver a vicious slap right across Melody’s face. The sound of people approaching catches the Overton sister’s attention and Hazel quickly whips Melody towards Candy who catches her with a double Knee Face-breaker.

Simone: The Candy Breaker.

Melody is left laying face down on the cold hard floor while Hazel helps her sister up to her feet. Candy wastes very little time in dusting herself off and making a run for it as medics and fellow SCW superstars enter the scene. Just as the Medical staff goes to look at Melody’s condition Candy runs back in and delivers a swift kick straight into the back of Melody’s head and neck, slamming her face first into the cement. The Overton sisters then make a run for it.

Simone: Did you just see Melody’s head bounce off the cement Jason?

Adams: I feel sick. Jesus Christ, something needs to be done about those Overton sisters.

The medics try to gain Melody’s attention but she is knocked out cold and the cameras quickly fade away.




Justin: The following contest is our main event and it is for the SCW tag team championship!!!

Monster and Animal I Have Become (mash up) by Skillet and Three Days Grace play over the sound system as Samuel McPherson, Goth and Lord Raab come through the curtain with Henry Losak and Sapphira behind them as Goth and Sapphira share a kiss before they walk side by side together to the ring, ignoring the fans as they step over the top rope together while Henry and Sapphira goes through the middle rope. Raab, Samuel and Goth do a holdup in the ring with the fans booing on them as Henry and Sapphira step out of the ring with Raab, Samuel and Goth stand in the ring waiting for the match to start.

Justin: The first team currently in the ring are the challengers!! They are the team of Lord Raab and Samuel McPherson!! The Monstimals!!!

Goth gives high fives to Samuel and Raab before sliding out of the ring to join Henry and his wife Sapphira as we await the arrival of the tag champs.

The Nobodies from Marilyn Maonson hits the sound system as the combined team of Tim Staggs and Connor Murphy walk out to the arena. The fans cheer them on as they walk to the ring and climb the turnbuckles as they overlook the crowd before turning their attention towards their opponents as they jump off the turnbuckles. They hand the tag titles over to Jacob Summers, who holds the titles high in the air before handing it over to the ring announcer. Behind Jacob’s back we see the Monstimals attack both Tim and Connor. Pounding away on their backs before whipping them in the ropes and set them up for a choke slam on either of them. Raab has his hand tightly around the throat of Tim, while Samuel has Connor high in the air. Connor manages to kick Samuel in the face as Tim somehow manages to free himself out of the clutches of Raab as he lands behind him. There he kicks Raab in the legs before running to the ropes and going for a cross body block. Only to be caught by Raab and dropping him with a Samoan Drop. We see Connor constantly kicking Samuel in the chest as he tries to break free from the grip that the member of the Monstimals has on him. After several kicks he finally manages to free himself out of the grip and executes a dropkick. This only staggers Samuel as Connor runs to the ropes and goes for a flying clothesline. This sends Samuel through the ropes, but he lands on his feet as Connor looks on amazed.

Simone: Watch out!!!

Raab spins Connor around and delivers a big boot, sending the member of the Nobodies down to the canvas as Jacob tries to create some order as he sends Raab to his corner while trying to help both members of the tag team champions to their feet. He then calls for the bell as either team has one member in the ring and the other on the apron.

DING DING DING

Adams: I don’t like the tactics from the Monstimals, but they sure have gotten the first blow in!!

Raab starts off first against Tim, who holds on to his head as he shakes off the attack he suffered before the match officially started off. Raab tries to get hold off Connor, but he uses his speed to duck out of the clutches of the former World champion. When Raab turns around he is met by several kicks to the midsection from Tim before delivering a dropkick to the chest of the former champion. This causes him only to take a step backwards. Tim follows it up with another dropkick and that sends Raab to the ropes. Tim gets carried away as he goes for another one, but this one is swatted away by Raab as he was prepared for the move. He grabs Tim by the head before tagging in Samuel. Both men grab Tim by an arm and whip him in the ropes and deliver a double clothesline. This sends Tim to the canvas hard as Jacob tries to tell Raab to get out of the ring, but only to get a vicious look from him. He gets to the outside and spits at the fans, who return the favour with a lot of boos. Samuel lifts Tim up in the air and drops him hard with a slam, he follows it up as he gets off the ropes and goes for a leg drop. Tim rolls out of the way at the final moment as he tags in Connor. Connor runs in and delivers a dropkick to the face of Samuel who is in a sitting position after missing the leg drop. This drops Samuel to the canvas as Connor goes for the cover

Jacob: One!! Tw….

Samuel bench presses the lighter Connor off of him, Connor grabs Samuel and starts to pound away to the face with series of rights. He then tags in Tim as both of them stand on either side of Samuel and kick him in the back and his chest. Tim grabs Samuel by the face and executes a quick DDT as he goes for the cover.

Jacob: One!! Two!!

Samuel kicks out, he slowly gets up as Tim runs to the ropes, he is too close to Raab who kicks him in the back. Causing Tim Staggs to turn around and attacks Raab, kicking him as he wants to grab him by the head before Samuel blasts Tim in the back with a double axhandle.

Simone: Smart move from Raab to distract Tim, so that Samuel could take advantage of it.

Samuel grabs Tim and whips him through the ropes to the outside where Goth and Sapphira are standing. Jacob warns them as Goth tells him to concentrate on the match instead of him and his wife. Samuel gets in the face of Jacob as he tries to intimidate him when Raab jumps off the apron to the outside. Grabbing Tim and whipping him back first into the ring apron before rolling him back in the ring. There he extends his hand to receive a tag from Samuel as Samuel lifts Tim up in a choke hold as Raab jumps off and executes a backstabber and goes for the cover.

Adams: Monstimals kill!!!

Jacob: One!! Two!! Thr…..

Just in time it is Connor that breaks the three count as he has ran into the ring and kicks Raab in the back. The referee tries to get him out of the ring as Connor is irate when he sees that both Raab and Samuel are double teaming his partner.

Simone: Connor saved the titles for the Nobodies, but Tim is going to be in a lot of hurt now!!

Raab claps his hands, pretending that he made a tag with Samuel as he gets to the apron as Samuel has gotten in the ring instead. He grabs Tim and lifts him up in the air, setting him up for a running Powerslam. But Tim somehow manages to free him out of the grip from Samuel and wraps his arms around the chin of Samuel and locks him in a sleeper. He wraps his legs around the midsection as well in a body scissors type move. Wearing the big guy down as Samuel tries to grab Tim but is unable to hold on to something. Finally Samuel gets to a knee after struggling quite some time as Tim manages to turn the sleeper into a Dragon Sleeper as he locks the head of the bigger man in his arms. Samuel tries to reach for anything that could be interpreted to the ropes as Raab runs in and charges in on Tim. He hits Tim in the back, causing Connor to run in as well and now all four members of either team are in the ring. Samuel tries to shake off the cobwebs as we see Tim in lots of pain from earlier in the match. Raab whips Connor in the ropes and then goes for a Powerbomb, but just as he lifts Connor in the air it is Connor that frees himself and executes a dropkick in the air. Sending Raab staggering into the ropes. Connor runs towards the turnbuckles near Raab and jumps off with a Tornado DDT off the turnbuckles and sends Raab crashing in the ring.

Crowd: Holy shit!! Holy shit!!!

Samuel has gotten to his feet as he grabs Connor and whips him to the outside, there he stares the co holder of the tag team titles down before realizing that there is another member left that is legal in this match. He turns around and walks over towards Tim and grabs him by the throat as he sets him up for a choke slam. He lifts Tim up to his feet as he stares down the crowd as they are cheering the member of the Nobodies on. Just as Samuel is about to lift him in the air it is Tim that kicks him in the knee. He then manages to break the grip from the Monstimal member and grabs him from behind and executes a modified reversed neck breaker on the challenger. Tim then grabs the head of Samuel and locks it in a scissor sleeper with his legs. Samuel tries to break the hold free as Tim has it locked tight. Samuel slowly gets to a vertical like position as he tries to lift Tim up and Powerbomb himself free from the grip. But Tim manages to lock the hold even tighter as the face of Samuel slowly starts to get purple as the blood flow to the brain gets cut off. Finally Samuel drops to his knees and slowly fades out to the canvas again. Jacob checks on him as he sees that Samuel is passed out and calls for the bell.

Justin: The winners by submission and STILL SCW tag team champions!! Tim Staggs and Connor Murphy!! The Nobodies!!!!

Tim slowly rolls out of the ring as The Nobodies hits once more as he and Connor slowly walk to the back

Simone: The champions retain! Tim and Connor have overcome their biggest challenge to date!

Adams: Not many defeat the Monstimals but the champions have done just that!

Simone: What a way to end the show! We got more acting coming up next week! Join us then, for Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone, we'll see you next week!




Thank you! To Chris, Mark, Gerrit, Dustin, The Lord MK, Jenny, Erik, Court, Simon Jones, Andy, Mike, Annie, Casey and Ro. Also again to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed for this show!