Adams: Then we got a non-title match! Sammy Marlowe is just one of the five names listed in Polly Playtime's List, and she's next to last to face the Player!

Simone: The... Player... not sure how Polly will like that nickname. Anyway, Polly is indeed nearly complete with her list and we know she has her sights set on Evie Baang's World title, but right now she has another champion in her path; the Roulette Champion Samantha Marlowe!

Adams: This is Polly's toughest one yet! She's yet to face a reigning champion in her list of challenges and Sammy Marlowe earned that gold!

Simone: We found out that at Violent Conduct IV, the Bad Boys, reigning World Tag Team Champions, would defend their gold against Killian and Porter Sweete, aka Black Sheep! But you know the bosses. They always like to give the fans a sample of what's to come.

Adams: Exactamundo! That's why they split the two teams up tonight and are having a singles match! Bad Boy against Black Sheep! Mickey Carroll against Killian Sweete with their partners at ringside!

Simone: Which puts the numbers advantage to the Bad Boys, as usual.

Adams: Then it's time to crown a new Internet Champion! A Fatal Fourway Elimination! I love matches like this! I love seeing new champions crowned!

Simone: Then tonight is certainly your night then, Jason, as the four men in this match is certain to make it a night to remember!

Adams: You bet it will be! James Tuscini! Steve Ramone! Eyesnsane! ...

Simone: One note, however. Samuel McPherson had originally been scheduled to take part in this title thanks in part to his role in last week's World title match. However, due to personal reasons, Samuel had to step back for now, and in his spot is none other than Ryan Keys!

Adams: And to all those on social media who complain we don't give Ryan Keys a chance...

Jason raises up his right arm and hand and...

Simone: JASON ADAMS YOU STOP THAT THIS INSTANT! Where did you pick up such a rude hand gesture!?

Adams: From you when we're driving together on the interstate!

Simone: ... Oh. Well in our Main Event, we have World title gold on the line! Evie Baang puts her newly won championship up for grabs!

Adams: Jessie Salco has been making noise for a title shot for some time! The bosses didn't think Jessie deserved one but apparently Evie did!

Simone: Apparently! She basically told the higher ups that if they didn't grant the title match to Jessie, then Evie herself would! And the bosses relented and that tonight is how we are closing out the show! Evie Baang versus Jessie Salco!

Adams: And the sooner we get to starting the show, the sooner we can end it! .... Wait. That didn't sound right.

After the opening to the show had settled down and everyone was looking forward to the first bit of action of the night. It was at that particular moment that the arena lights had dimmed down. This proceeded to get the crowd a little excited. The excitement just surging throughout the entire arena. In that very moment the big titantron that was known for playing video packages and what not proceeded to come to life. In coming to life though the Sin City Wrestling fans were met with a familiar face. One they didn't care which is why the energy changed and the boos began to ring out. Standing right there on the tron was none other than Calvin Harris. There was this smug smirk spread across his lips. In that moment the man's voice could be heard as he began to address the entire crowd.

Calvin Harris: Ladies and gentlemen. Boys and girls. Children of all ages. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Calvin Harris. Also known as the Martyr of Professional Wrestling. But as of last week each and every single one of you can call me YOUR Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion!

With those words coming out of his mouth. Calvin proceeded to lift his right hand up in the air which had the SCW Heavyweight Championship in it. Lifting the title up with ease, he tossed the championship over his shoulder and let that smirk of his grow a little bit more. His eyes zeroed in right on the camera that was recording his every move.

Calvin Harris: Now, I know that most of you are a little upset that I cannot be there tonight. Which to be honest with you? I don't give a fuck if you are upset or not. I've got more important matters at hand. You know because unlike some people. I'm a family man and my family comes first. My son's birth definitely means more to me than being around you stinky, sweaty, overweight, trail trash park raised people.

As one would have expected at that very second the fans found themselves losing it. They had already been booing, but getting insulted by a man that disliked more than most was not something they were going to take. Nearly every single person in the building was booing and letting it be known exactly how they felt about him.

Calvin Harris: At the same time though, I realize that I do have some duties to fulfill as the brand spanking new champion. Therefore you get to hear from me via satellite. In that being said it appears that I've got to address a specific matter at hand. You see last week I hadn't even been the SCW Heavyweight Champion for a full minute. Before it was pretty much a signed deal where I'll be forced to defend MY Championship at Violent Conduct IV against none other than the man that I defeated in the middle of that ring to become champion. Yes, I'm talking about Dmitri!

Hearing the name of Dmitri. It appeared to bring some life into the crowd. They went from booing to cheering, which made a ton of sense in this specific situation.

Calvin Harris: Oh I could only imagine how crazy the lot of you are going at this very moment by the simple fact of me mentioning his name. Thankfully, I don't have to hear your reactions. Nevertheless though, the fact that the match was booked the moment that I held the championship above my head, it shows the type of favoritism that Christian Underwood and Mark Ward show towards Dmitri. The man lost fair and square. I pinned his shoulders to the mat. It was as simple as one, two, and three. Yet for some reason despite losing clean. They've decided to thrust him right back into the limelight. For whatever reason they've decided that Dmitri is more deserving of a title shot than other people on the roster... But I bet money no one will go on social media and bitch about HOW UNFAIR that is.

He paused for that moment. Making sure to make eye contact with the cameras. For that brief moment it seemed pretty obvious that there was a hidden "message" behind what he was saying.

Calvin Harris: People can whine and cry about how unfair it is for me to get a shot at the title over other people. Yet no one is going to do the same when it's clear that Dmitri is being forced down their throats.

As soon as those words came out of his mouth. Calvin let a wink consume him for that brief moment. If anything that was a direct shot at more than one person. It was a direct shot at the fans. It was a direct shot at the roster. It was a direct shot at people that did nothing better than complain on twitter despite not even working for the company. Shots fired all around from a guy that held SCW in the palm of his hands.

Calvin Harris: Ah well. There's no point in saying anything about it right? After all it isn't going to change the match. Christian and Mark aren't going to change their minds. They're not going to strip him of the shot. They're not going to find another contender. Though, I do have to say this much. It cracks me up that they're going to put him in the ring with me for a third time. First time they put him in the ring me. As much as he tried. As much as he gave it everything he had. As much as he did what he could to keep me down. In the end it wasn't good enough. In the end we had to be pulled apart by security. And then last week, as much as he gave it everything he had. As much as he tried. As much as he wanted to be the champion. In the end, it was the Art of Betrayal that sealed his fate. It won me the championship and I proved without a doubt I was better than him.

He let his eyesight break from the cameras long enough to look at the gold hanging on his shoulder. That said pretty much everything that it needed to say. Calvin's eyes shifted back towards the cameras at that moment. Letting that smirk of his return to his face.

Calvin Harris: So, they think the man deserves a third shot at me despite two times before he proved he couldn't get the job done. What does Mark, Christian, and Dmitri all have the mindset that the third time is going to be the charm? Because if that's what they're betting on. Then they're sadly going to be let down in the end. See, because this isn't going to be a cliche situation. The third time isn't going to be a charm. This isn't going to be the fairytale ending. I assure you Dmitri isn't Cinderella. This Heavyweight Championship isn't a glass slipper and it isn't going to be a perfect match!

Shaking his head from side to side. Hearing that just got under the skin of the fans which is why they were back to booing as loud as they possibly could.

Calvin Harris: That being said Dmitri. You've got yourself some time and in that time. I hope you do the right thing. I hope you sit yourself down in the coffin you sleep in at night and you tell yourself what you need to hear. I hope you tell yourself that you are not good enough to be in the ring with me. I hope you tell yourself that you're not good enough to compete for the SCW Heavyweight Championship. I hope you tell yourself that you're not good enough to defeat me, which means at the same time you're not good enough to hold this championship. Because it's what you need to hear. It's what you need to tell yourself. It's the only way that you're going to be able to cope with the loss that's going to happen.

Fans were continuing to boo as they didn't like what they were hearing. Not only did they not like what they were hearing. They were honestly hoping that it wasn't something that would be true in the end. That was something that they just couldn't deal with, but at the same time it was a real possibility. Keeping his eyes on the camera, Calvin had that serious look in those eyes.

Calvin Harris: But at the same time Dmitri. If you don't do what's best for you and you come into this match assuming that you're going to take what I've worked my entire career to hold. Then I assure you that you're going to be a broken man in every sense of the word. Because there's not a chance on God's green earth. You're taking this from me. And just in case you're wondering why. Well it's simple it's because I am BETTER than you!

In one fluid motion Calvin lifted the SCW Heavyweight Championship off his shoulder and proceeded to hold it up to the camera. Making sure that there was a nice close up of the championship and specifically where his name was placed on the nameplate. As the cameras found themselves getting more and more upset by the Martyr just rubbing it in. It was at that point the titantron proceeded to fade out with the champion disappearing for now. Even with that being the case, it didn't change how the fans were feeling. It was perfectly clear that every single SCW fan was already sick of Calvin's reign as the SCW Heavyweight Champion, but now the show was left to continue.

"I pledge allegiance, to the flag, of The Fearless One Steve Ramone."

Simone: It seems that Steve is joining us!

Adams: He did have some strong words for Griffin last week and Griffin is set to take on Samuel Devereux in our opening match in just a few minutes but what could he want.

"I want what's coming to me."
"So, what's coming to you?"
"The world chico, and everything in it"

Following that quote the opening riff to "I Want The World.....and Everything In It" by Battle Beast hits the speakers as the lights dim and the crowd boos as "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone comes out first air guitaring to the song before he is joined by Andreas and Cyrus, the three men ignore the fans at ringside whilst they walk down to the ringside as Steve sings along to the lyrics before they reach the ringside area where Cyrus and Andreas enter the ring first followed by Steve, they pose for the crowd before Steve takes Justin's mic.

Steve: YET AGAIN! Yet again I was robbed last week of my destiny! I swear to god, if this company did background checks occasionally, they'd have an empty roster! But I'm not here to rant about that, not when I have the Internet Championship to win tonight! Instead I'm focusing on two things, the Internet Championship and Griffin Hawkins!

Steve says before walking up to the ropes.

Steve: Griffin! Not only did you steal my metalhead gimmick but your presence in the building cost me my match last week! Get out here, now!

The opening of "Rock You" by Helix kicks in as the fans sing along to the lyrics. Griffin Hawkins steps out the ramp, listening to the loud positive reaction and smiling as the fans are cheering. He waits for the music to end before speaking to the mic in hand.

Hawkins: Now...before I come down there and slap the bitch outta you...I gotta ask man, what exactly is your malfunction? I swear. You are worse than a week of yellow shit storms. Last week you threaten me, then you trash my locker room when I'm not around, and now you're out here blaming me for this...blaming me for that. Man, next thing you know you'll be blaming me for ruining your 5th Birthday Party!

He begins pacing as he continues his promo.

Hawkins: But you know what I hear other than all this bitching and moaning Steve? The world's smallest violin...and it's playing your song! You think if you step to me, your problems are gonna end? I got news for ya pal. Your problems are gonna get a hell of a lot worse. You wanna blame someone for your downfall...why don't you go in the back, look in the mirror and blame yourself?

Steve: Why would I blame myself when I'm the best wrestler alive! Besides, as far as I'm concerned, it's only a matter of time before I get back to my winning ways.

Steve says before leaving the ring and getting in Griffin's face.

Steve: And it starts with you, punk!

Griffin just grins, taking off his orange tinted aviator shades.

Hawkins: You know...where I'm from, we have an old saying, it's called...shut up and fight!

With that he delivers a hard-right hand, Steve delivers it back and it looks like we're having an old-fashioned slugfest! The crowd is losing it at these two are throwing wild punches at one another at security guards scramble from the back trying to break it up. Chants of "Let them fight!" ring out as they are keeping them apart. Steve glares at Griffin as we go to a break.

Simone: Last week was full of surprises but the most surprising off all was the long-awaited debut of Griffin Hawkins, or rather how quickly he made an enemy in SCW in the form of Steve Ramone.

Adams: Steve felt that Griffin's debut was overshadowing what he felt was a destined win in last week's Battle Royal to determine the new SCW World Heavyweight Champion and now Steve is claiming that Griffin cost him the match in spirit! However last week also saw the return of the Angel Clan's Melanie Gabrielle and Samuel Devereux and they brought with them their daughter Athena, even though Athena should really be a year old.

Simone: It's probably best that you don't think on that too hard Jason! In any case Griffin and Samuel are set to do battle in tonight's opening contest, let's take it to Justin!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, this is your opening contest of the evening and it is scheduled for one fall!

The opening instrumental for "Tired" and the lights turn purple. Sam comes out from behind the curtain. He takes out a card and throws it, sticking it to the middle of the ramp. He slowly walks down the ramp with a smile on his face. Sam picks up the card and shows it to be the Queen of hearts.

Justin: Making his return to Sin City Wrestling, from Odessa, Denmark, weighing in at 245lbs, he is Denmark's Gambit and represents the Angel Clan, Samuel Devereux!

He kisses it pockets it. Samuel jumps up on the steps and looks around as the crowd cheers for him. Samuel gets into the ring and climbs onto one of the turnbuckles absorbing the crowd's energy.

Simone: Sam is looking to kick off his second SCW run with a win but Griffin is no pushover!

Adams: And you just know Steve's going to watch this one closely!

Justin: And his opponent!

The opening chords of "Rock You" by Helix ring through the air as the crowd sings along to the track. As the music picks up, Griffin Hawkins arrives on the entrance ramp as the crowd goes wild.

Justin: Making his way to the ring...from Windsor, Ontario Canada...weighing in at 227 Pounds...put your hands together for Griffin Hawkins!!

The crowd is cheering as he makes his way down to the ring, slapping hands with the fans as signs that read "Griffin Rox" and "Rock Soldier" are present. He soaks in the positive reaction as he walks up the steps and steps between the ropes. He gets on the turnbuckles and raises the Devil Horns in the air with both hands, pumping the crowd up.

He gets down, taking off his leather jacket before getting out of the ring. He sees a young little boy in the front row as he takes off his silver aviator shades. He places his sunglasses on the young fan who looks excited to be here, smiling as he pats him on the head. He rolls back into the ring, and kicks his feet up ropes in the corner of the ring and leans across the turnbuckle like it's a hammock, waiting for the match to begin.

Simone: If you've never seen that man wrestle before, you're in for a treat!

Adams: This should be a great match!

Holly calls the two men to the middle of the ring to go over the rules with them, both men nod to confirm that they understand and Holly calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: And here we go!

Adams: Griffin had better keep an eye out for Steve, that guy can hold a grudge like no other!

The two men shake hands as a sign of respect for each other just after the bell rings before they lock up and start exchanging submission holds in the middle of the ring, however neither man can maintain the advantage long enough for Holly to check on their opponent until Griffin manages to break the stalemate with an arm drag followed by a dropkick and then follows that up with a Standing Shooting Star Press! Griffin goes for the first cover of the match.

ONE!

TWO!

And Samuel kicks out at the count of two!

Simone: Some impressive athleticism on display by Griffin just now but it's far too early in the match to get a win over a competitor like Samuel!

Adams: True but kicking out forced Samuel to expend energy that he could've used later in the match!

Griffin shakes his head in disappointment at the failed pin attempt before picking up Sam and hitting a series of jabs to Sam's head before going for a discuss clothesline only for Sam to duck under the clothesline at the last second and hit Griffin with a Fireman's Carry Facebuster planting Griffin in the middle of the ring, Sam then goes for a cover of his own on Griffin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Griffin kicks out, rather than pick up Griffin however Sam decides to take to the air as he heads out to the apron and hits Griffin with a Springboard Corkscrew Moonsault that brings the fans to their feet! Sam goes for another cover on Griffin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Griffin kicks out! Rather than go for another pin attempt however Sam decides to change tactics by locking in a Sleeper Hold!

Simone: Sam's trying to put Griffin to sleep here!

Adams: If he wanted to do that he could've made him watch a Veronica Taylor match!

Holly gets into position as Griffin tries to fight off the submission hold but after a few minutes it becomes obvious that Griffin is fading away until he stops moving, Holly raises Griffin's arm once and it falls, the second time around the same thing happens but when the third time comes around Griffin gets a second wind and starts fighting his way back to his feet before he jams his elbows into Sam's ribs forcing him to break the hold and allowing Griffin to hit him with a Hurricanrana! Griffin holds on for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

And Samuel kicks out! Rather than be deterred Griffin decides to go for another Hurricanrana this time from the top rope as soon as Sam gets back to his feet but this time around Sam has Griffin scouted countering the Hurricanrana into a Turnbuckle Powerbomb that sends Griffin back first into the turnbuckle he leapt from! Sam then goes for another cover on Griffin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Griffin kicks out!

Simone: The action between these two men has been fast and furious so far!

Adams: It's clear that both men feel that they have something to prove!

Both men get to their feet and Sam's the first to make a move going for a running lariat which Griffin ducks under before spinning him around and planting him with a DDT! Griffin then goes for a cover on Sam!

ONE!

TWO!

And Sam kicks out! Rather than be deterred Griffin then calls out for his finisher!

Simone: I think Griffin is going for his Shot in the Dark Superkick, that's the move that he put Damien Payne away with last week on Climax Control and if he hits this then it's claimed another victim!

Adams: Wait, what's she doing out here?

Kaylee Saunders has come out of nowhere to hop on the apron and distract Holly but neither Griffin nor Sam notice her, mostly because Sam's too busy counting the ceiling lights after being hit with the Shot in the Dark and Griffin has gone for a cover not realizing that Holly isn't around to count it, the fans are counting the pin-fall but with Holly's back turned she can't do a thing about it!

Simone: Turn around Holly!

Adams: I don't think she can hear you!

Griffin gets up and looks towards Holly just as Steve slides into the ring wearing a Bloodstock 2016 shirt and jeans whilst he waits for Griffin to turn around, when Griffin does Steve levels him with his own version of the Superkick before quickly leaving the ring as Sam starts to come too.

Simone: Steve may have just cost Griffin the match!

Adams: And he's about to say something into the camera.

Kaylee joins Steve in the audience before he grabs a camera.

Steve: To my fellow metalheads in the UK, see you at Bloodstock! To Griffin, see you when I get back!

Steve heads to the backstage area just as Sam goes for a cover on Griffin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, Denmark's Gambit Samuel Devereux!

Simone: Griffin has lost his first match in SCW and he only has one man to blame for that and that's Steve!

Adams: I think it's safe to say that things aren't over between them!

Both men are left licking their wounds in the ring whilst Holly raises Sam's hand in victory.

The cameras cut backstage again, where one of the two Sweete twins is leaning against the wall next to the entrance to the locker room. He is already dressed to compete, the blue tights with his last name down the leg sparkling in the overhead lighting of the hallway. He adjusts the pads on his elbows as Pussy Willow approaches him with a camera.

Pussy Willow: Killian, can I get a moment of your time?

The question gets a mere roll of his eyes. He does not answer otherwise, rolling his shoulders and adjusting the way that the Black Sheep shirt hangs on his shoulders. Thinking that he has maybe just not heard her, Pussy fires off a second question.

Pussy Willow: This is your first singles match in SCW, are you nervous at all?

Again, the twin does not answer, instead looking away as his identical copy, wearing the exact same outfit, comes out of the locker room. He makes eye contact with his brother, before looking at Pussy. The man leaning against the wall finally speaks up.

Porter: She has some questions for you, but asked me for some reason.

Killian shakes his head gently.

Killian: I mean it is pretty easy to tell us apart Miss Willows but you can get a free pass this time.

Porter rolls his eyes again but can't help the smirk that comes over his lips.

Killian: But to answer your questions Pussy, yes, you can have a moment but I will time you and no...?

He gives her a confused look.

Killian: Should I be nervous of a man who didn't have enough balls to say a word about our match? Pretty obvious who the nervous one is.

Porter brings his hand up, interrupting his brother.

Porter: I'm not sure about nervous, but maybe he is still spending all his time crying that Ben Jordan doesn't love him. Either way, it means he is not focused on this match, and that's all the advantage The Black Sheep need. Their numbers advantage means nothing when they have a guy not paying attention.

Killian nods and looks down at his naked wrist like he has a watch.

Killian: 30 seconds Pussy, better make your next question a good one.

She does not miss a beat, immediately having an answer for him.

Pussy Willow: There is a significant numbers advantage for The Bad Boys though. They have Tim Staggs, Mickey, Dax, Giani, and now even Eyensane. How can the two of you hope to overcome that?

It makes Porter chuckle, and draws Pussy's attention from Killian. He offers her a shrug.

Porter: There are more than just the two of us in The Black Sheep. Have you forgotten about that?

Killian: Remember my dear, quality over quantity. They keep adding people but it isn't making them less of a joke or more talented.

Killian chucks her under the chin like a child and walks away leaving Porter alone to finish up.

Porter: ...and that's why they are going to lose this match, and then their titles soon enough.

Before Pussy can respond, Porter follows his brother down the hallway, leaving her alone in the hallway as the feed cuts away.

Shots of last week's main event are shown on the titan tron where in the end it is Dmitri that eliminated his tag team partner James Tuscini. Making the final two to be him and Calvin Harris... there are several moments shown during the match until the end comes that Harris has pinned Dmitri and becoming the new SCW heavyweight champion. After that final shot we see the arena go black as Dmitri's music starts to play and the vampire suddenly is shown inside the ring as a spotlight is shown upon him. His face is cold, but his eyes reveal a rage inside of him that he is trying to control before his eyes lift up to the camera that zooms in on him.

Dmitri: Last week I was THIS close to redeem myself, last week I was THIS close to fulfill a dream that was taken away from me several times in a span of 8 months to a year max... I was prepared..., I was ready to be the one that took the honor of holding that championship belt that J2H did.... Being the only one that could take him to the level and beyond and made him RESPECT ME!!

His anger is brewing inside of him as he is swallowing his anger and breathes heavy before turning his attention back to the camera and to the crowd that is listening and watching

Dmitri: And yet I failed, everything was in line for me to do the unthinkable, I had to wait for so long. I had to bite my tongue when I saw lesser beings fail miserable.. I had to realize that I could do anything in my power and yet I could not take that final step to challenge J2H once more.... Not ever again as long as he held on to that belt... And now?? Now I have to wait until the next big show to challenge the man that beat me.... Yes .... Beat me.......

Dmitri: When is it going to be enough?? When is it going to stop?? I have taken steps of ridding myself of everything that ever did HOLD ME BACK!! Now I only can step forward as I can't sink deeper into the anger that is building inside of me.... And the fact that you aren't here Harris makes me sick!!! You will know who I am when we will face one more time...., you will understand what made J2H suffer, you will understand what it is like to face a man that has got nothing to gain and everything to lose.... Everything except the one person that truly believes in me....

With that Gothika walks up to him and puts her arms around him as the number one contender for the world title stares into the camera with an evil look in his eyes

Dmitri: I will break you, I will haunt you, I will terrorize you until I get what I want.... You think your life is now perfect??? Your life is just going to be a miserable HELL and I will be the gate keeper to make sure that you will remain damned... enjoy that belt Harris... because when I'm done with you, you wished you never could have held on to that fucking thing....

With that Dmitri drops the microphone as he kisses Gothika before the lights go dark and when it comes back on again the two have vanished.

Justin: Our next match is a Standard Rules match. Coming to the match first she hails from Juneau, Alaska, and she stands in at five feet seven inches and one hundred twenty-eight pounds, she is known as the "PUNK PRINCESS" please give a warm welcome for AMY MARSHALL!

Victim of Me by Descendants begins to play over the sounds system and the crowd erupts in a mostly positive reaction for the announcement of Amy Marshall. The lights begin to strobe through the venue as Amy appears through the curtain dancing before stopping half way and pushes her hair back to reveal the black leather surgical face mask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Marshall is written in red and in Japanese. The crowd continues their mostly favorable reaction as Amy surveys the crowd for a moment. After the pause Amy continues down the ramp as she slaps the hands of the awaiting fans. When she arrives at the ring Amy climbs into the ring where she then climbs the turnbuckles and surveys the crowd before climbing back down and heads to the nearest corner. Amy removes her mask and waits for the arrival of Trinity Jones.

Justin: Our next wrestler for this match hails from Maui, Hawaii, and she stands in at five feet seven inches and one hundred forty pounds, she is "THE DRAGON" TRINITY JONES!!!

The crowd also erupts with a mostly favorable reaction to the announcement of Trinity Jones. "The Enemy You Need" by Blameshift hits the speakers as strobe lights begin to float around the arena. The curtain draws back as Trinity Jones comes walking out with Felicity Oswald right beside her. The dark stare from Trinity moves from side to side as the crowd is giving her a lot of respect. She descends down the ramp while keeping her eyes fixated on the ring. Trinity smirks while bumping knuckles with a fan or two at ringside. She fist bumps Felicity before sliding into the ring. She remains on the canvas for three seconds before popping up to her feet and jumping onto the nearest turnbuckle. She lets out a roar while looking around the ring. She hops back down while removing the long trench coat and handing it to Felicity. She then backs into a corner opposite of where Amy Marshall is located and she waits for the match to begin.

Simone: With both wrestlers at five feet seven inches, with the only difference being Trinity Jones has 12 pounds more weight, we have an extremely equally matched wrestling match. The only difference that might play into this match is that Amy Marshall is a High-Flyer wrestler who enjoys taking it Hardcore and Trinity Jones is a brawler and works well with submissions. She can also take it high flying and hard-hitting. We will have to wait to see which style of wrestling comes out on top in this match.

Adams: Well stated. I'm ready for this match to start to see how each wrestler approaches this match and what they do to counter the other and take advantage of them.

Referee Drew Patton motions for both wrestlers to join him in the middle of the ring. He informs the two this is a Standard Rules match and he will not tolerate cheating and illegal maneuver and holds. Satisfied that both wrestlers understand him and the rules of this match he motions for the Timekeeper to ring the bell to officially start this match.

DING DING DING!

Both wrestlers fly out of their corners and slam into each other in the center of the ring. They lock up and both are working hard to gain the advantage. Although they are inching each other back and forth neither has a clear advantage. As they continue to struggle Trinity Jones maneuvers her leg around the leg of Amy Marshall. She pulls Amy's leg toward her while shoving Amy back which causes Any to drop to the mat. Trinity wastes no time in rolling on top of Amy to attempt an early pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Amy kicks out of the pin attempt breaking the count at two. Trinity rolls off and gets to her feet and Amy Marshall also gets to her feet. Marshall leans against the ropes for a moment causing Jones to come at her with an attempted clothesline to flip her out of the ring. Amy sees the move coming and she drops to the mat as Trinity approaches which causes Jones to miss the clothesline and she is the one who flies over the ropes to the arena floor. Trinity hits the floor hard but she doesn't appear to be injured to the point of not being able to continue. Referee Patton orders Amy to step back and not interfere with his count on Trinity and she steps back and starts to celebrate her ability to out-think Trinity Jones.

Adams: If that back and forth interaction is any indication of how this match is going to go then we are in for non-stop action.

Simone: That's the type of match you expect with two evenly matched wrestlers.

The count on Trinity Jones on the outside of the ring begins.

ONE!

TWO!

Trinity Jones shakes off the landing on the arena floor. She walks over to the ring and makes her way up the ring steps. She stops short of the ring apron to look into the ring to see where Amy Marshall is located.

THREE!

FOUR!

Amy Marshall stays back to allow time for Trinity Jones to return inside the ring. Trinity steps up on the ring apron and she is about to duck through the ropes when Amy Marshall rushes up and tries to get at her. Trinity backs out of the ropes while Referee Patton turns around to admonish Amy for interfering with Trinity returning inside the ring. Marshall is complaining to Drew Patton that she wasn't trying to interfere with Trinity reentering the ring she was only getting close to make sure when she returned inside the ring she would be there to continue the action. The two continue arguing and while moving around during the argument we now have Amy Marshall with her back to the corner where Trinity Jones is located. Patton continues arguing the point with Marshall and we see Jones climb up to the top turnbuckle in the corner. She stands up waiting for a chance to launch a strike. Referee Patton had enough of arguing with Amy so he tells her to be quiet and return to the action in the ring. When Amy turns around to face the corner we watch as Trinity launch herself off the top corner ropes where she dives toward Marshall hitting her with a vicious shoulder block. Trinity slowly gets to her feet and she walks over to Amy. She reaches down to drag Amy to her feet but Marshall rolls her up for a pin.

ONE!

Trinity Jones gets a shoulder up. Amy gets to her feet and drags Trinity to her feet. Amy runs to the ropes, rebounds, and goes for a forearm smash. Trinity blocks the move, knees Amy in the midsection, and when Marshall doubles over she drops her quickly with a DDT and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

The count stops when Referee Patton sees the leg of Amy Marshall on the ropes. He demands a break from Trinity Jones who breaks the hold but we can tell she's not happy about not getting the pinfall.

Adams: Not often we get to see this much back and forth action in a wrestling match. Trinity and Amy are not backing down from each other.

Simone: This is one of those matches that can go for a long time or end suddenly if a mistake is made. Nice to see Any and Trinity being aggressive in this match.

Trinity releases the hold and backs off a short distance to allow Amy to get off the ropes. Amy removes her leg from the ropes but smartly keeps her arm through the ropes as she gets to her feet to prevent Trinity from grabbing her. Once Amy is on her feet she walks along the ropes toward the corner. When Jones makes a move toward her Marshall ducks through the ropes and motions for Referee Patton to keep Trinity away from her as she is in the ropes. Patton does so and Trinity is not happy about the tactic Amy is using.

Adams: Gotta love a good game of Cat and Mouse.

Amy has reached the corner where she extracts herself out of the ropes and she turns to face Trinity. Jones wastes no time in lunging into the corner and pulling Marshall out of the corner by flipping her over her head. As Amy lands on the mat Trinity leaps up on the ropes in the corner and she jumps off the ropes toward Amy. Marshall dives out of the way and Jones lands hard on the mat and it appears she may have injured her knee on the landing. Amy stands up and looks over at Trinity who is holding her knee giving her the indication she injured her knee on the hard landing on the missed maneuver. Amy walks over to Trinity and grabs her by the hair and drags her to her feet.

Simone: It looks like Amy Marshall is confident that with a hurt knee Trinity Jones will not be able to launch a successful counter-attack.

Amy Marshall is about to begin an attack on Trinity Jones when Trinity starts throwing punches into the body of Amy to try to get her to let go of her head. Marshall holds tightly to the head of Trinity who continues laying punches to the body of Amy. We see Marshall quickly launch into a double knee facebreaker and when the two land the face of Jones slams hard into the knees of Marshall. Trinity bounces off the knees of Amy and lands on the mat. Amy quickly dives on top of Trinity for the pin and she firmly hooks the legs of Jones.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Amy Marshall has won by pinfall and the Timekeeper rings the bell to signal the end of the match while Referee Drew Patton orders Amy Marshall to get off Trinity Jones and she does.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner in this match, by pinfall, give it up for the "PUNK PRINCESS" AMY MARSHALL!!!

Simone: That's a perfect example of what I said before the match started. It was going to come down to the wrestler who could take a quick advantage of the situation will be the winner of this match and that's what Amy Marshall did.

Adams: I remember Excedrin aspirin commercials where they numbered the types of headaches people endure and that Excedrin will cure. That facebreaker maneuver by Amy Marshall just gave Trinity Jones an Excedrin Headache but it may take more than Excedrin brand aspirin to make the pain subside.

Referee Drew Patton raises the hand of Amy Marshall for the win. He drops her hand and Amy slides out of the ring and heads up the ramp to return to the backstage area. She shows her appreciation for the fans by shaking hands, slapping high fives, and blowing kisses to them, before reaching the landing at the top of the entrance ramp and then she disappears behind the backstage partition. Our attention is taken back to the ring where Felicity Oswald has helped Trinity Jones exit the ring. She helps Trinity return up the ramp and the crowd gives a fairly good reaction for her performance in this match. The camera stays focused on the two until they return to the backstage area.

The cameras cut backstage where we are following someone. The camera is positioned at the center of their back, and we cannot see anything but the red cotton material of the hooded sweatshirt the person is wearing. The person stops, and the camera comes around their side. It first reveals the Roulette Championship draped over Kris, shoulder, before backing off to show the champion, dressed as if were fresh out of a time machine from two years ago. The zipped up dark red hoodie gets applause of its own, which Kris seems to be able to hear from the backstage area. His head turns in the direction of the arena, and he smirks, but continues on his path. However, further impeding his progress is "Stoner" Scott Oliver. Seemingly up in the clouds, with red eyes, Stoner seems pleasantly surprised to see Kris.

Stoner: Kris! How you doing? Where you been? It's been forever!

Kris immediately takes a step backwards, covering his nose and mouth.

Kris: Pretty ripe there, Stoner. I thought you weren't supposed to be smoking that shit backstage anymore. There's like a cloud that follows you.

Stoner looks around, literally trying to spot an actual cloud. When he finds nothing, he shakes the thought away and turns back to Kris, pointing at the hoodie.

Stoner: Throwback threads, huh? Brings back memories.

This actually gets a laugh from the Roulette Champion, but he seems impressed nonetheless.

Kris: I was under the impression you didn't have much left in the form of long term memory.... Or short term memory for that matter.

Unbothered by the jab, Stoner seems to completely ignore it.

Stoner: So what are you up to? No Kris and Mikah Show this week. No Mikah anywhere in sight. No match. What are you doing with your time?

Kris shrugs, and struggles to keep the semi-cheery expression on his face.

Kris: I'm the longest reigning champion of all the guys on this roster. I kind of have to show up. Fan events would be super boring without me.

Stoner does not seem to buy it at all.

Stoner: Since when do you care about fan events? Back when you used to dress like this, it was all about a paycheck and getting out after your match.

Kris nods, seriously becoming impressed with how many of their conversations Stoner seems to remember.

Kris: True, but I was a useless junkie then. Everyone know that. I'm better than that now. Everyone knows that. I like hanging out with the fans, even if half of them smell terrible, and are a little rough to look at. It makes them happy, and gives them an autograph to try and sell on ebay. I like keep track of what my signature is going for these days, so I have to keep the supply up.

He reaches out and pats Stoner on the shoulder with a chuckle. The thing was, it was not unlike Kris even if it was not just a joke. He starts to walk away, but Stoner stops him with a last question.

Stoner: The Bad Boys versus The Black Sheep match later on... you're going to go out there and level things off for your team, aren't you? That's the real reason that you came. They are walking into a three, four, or even five against two situation. You're looking out for them.

Kris does not stop his progress, walking away from Stoner, but turning back to face him with a shrug. He keeps walking backwards down the hallway, offering a wink.

Kris: It's not my group.

Before Stoner can respond, Kris turns back around, and rounds the corner, disappearing down an adjacent hallway as the camera fades.

Justin: The following contest is for one fall. Introducing first...

"Barbie Girl" by Aqua starts to play through the sound system. The crowd erupts in loud cheers, as Bobbie Dahl bursts through the curtain, wearing a set of large white angel's wing and holding a microphone in hand. She is dancing obnoxiously and without care to the beat of the music as the crowd cheers and claps for her!

Justin: Making her way to the ring! Weighing in at two hundred forty pounds! She is from every boy's fantasy and every girl's nightmare! Please welcome wrestling's very own...BOBBIE DAHL!!!

Bobbie continues dancing her way to the ring, holding the microphone up and lip-syncing along to the music! Once to the ring, she walks up the steps and stops on the ring apron, looking out to the audience as she puts on the lip-syncing performance of a lifetime and the crowd is loving it! She removes her signature angel wings and hands them off to a ring crew member before stepping through the ropes and dancing to the center of the ring! She shimmies and shakes a few moments longer until her music dies down and she waits for the match to begin.

Justin: And her opponent....

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

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for the match to start.

DING DING DING!

The bell rings and Bobbie runs at Mercedes like a bull loose in a China shop. Mercedes ducks under what is sure to be a vicious clothesline and starts delivering quick kicks to Bobbie's shins and calves. Mercedes jumps onto a nearby turnbuckle and attempts a quick cross body but is met by the grasp of Bobbie's arms. Holding onto Mercedes, Bobbie jumps up and falls to the mat, crushing Mercedes in the process. Bobbie goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Mercedes kicks out!

Simone: Too early for that.

Adams: Well Bobbie is the excitable type, so maybe she was excited there that she could surprise a former champion.

Mercedes proceeds to roll away from Bobbie, sliding out of the ring. Bobbie gives chase to Mercedes as the ref starts the 10 count, only for Mercedes to slide back into the ring and run against the far ropes and come running at Bobbie with a baseball slide while Bobbie is trying to climb onto the ring apron. Mercedes lands outside of the ring and raises her arms to the booing crowd.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Mercedes rolls back in to the ring and stands up as Bobbie leans against the ring barrier.

Adams: That barrier stopped Bobbie from landing on her booty!

Bobbie stumbles off the barrier, and Mercedes repeats, bouncing off the ropes and attempting a second baseball slide. Bobbie however spins slowly out of the way and Mercedes slides right out of the ring onto the floor. Picking Mercedes up Bobbie proceeds to scoop her up, and charges the ring, slamming Mercedes back first into the ring apron. With both Mercedes and Bobbie outside, the ref starts the count up again.

ONE!

TWO!

Bobbie picks Mercedes up and rolls her back into the ring.

THREE!

FOUR!

Bobbie walks over to the steps and walks up them as the ref's count increases to six and she steps back into the ring. Mercedes is back onto her feet and both women run at each other, Mercedes side steps allowing Bobbie to go straight past her, and bounces off the ropes and missile drop kicks Bobbies legs out from under her. Bobbie falls to her knees, and Mercedes comes bouncing off the ropes in front of her and delivers a powerful shoulder block sending Bobbie to the mat.

Adams: Mercedes is using her noggin here, sticking to her strengths of speed and agility.

Mercedes grabs Bobbie by the hair and pulls her off her back and on to her feet. Mercedes grabs Bobbie's head and steps in with a back elbow to the jaw. Bobbie holds her face but Mercedes grabs her head and hooks her in a front facelock before spinning around and dropping Bobbie with a spinning neckbreaker. Mercedes goes for the cover but Bobbie instantly pushes her off and gets back to a knee.

Simone: Not even a one count.

Mercedes springs to her feet looking shocked and kicks Bobbie in the shoulder. Bobbie holds her arm, but Mercedes drags Bobbie back to her feet, forcing the bigger woman back in to the corner. Mercedes steps back and runs towards Bobbie, jumping up in the air and nailing the big woman with a huge dropkick across Bobbie's chest. Bobbie stumbles out and Mercedes steps back, throwing an elbow towards Bobbie, but Bobbie grabs her and spins her around and plants Mercedes in the corner. Bobbie turns around and uses her size advantage to jump backwards and squash Mercedes in the corner.

Adams: Pancake!

Bobbie turns around and steps out of turns back to back Mercedes in the corner. Bobbie charges at Mercedes, jumping in the air and landing with a huge splash, crushing Mercedes in the corner! Mercedes drops down to a seated position and Bobbie steps out of the corner and sees Mercedes down on the floor, Bobbie steps backwards, moving her rear close to Mercedes, but Mercedes smartly rolls out of the corner and out of the way

Adams: Very smart from Mercedes

Simone: It could have been the smartest thing Mercedes has done in her wrestling career to date.

Adams: And it's been a long career!

Mercedes quickly pulls herself up the ropes and waits for Bobbie to turn around. As Bobbie turns around, Mercedes jumps up and nails her with a spinning heel kick, right on the jaw of Bobbie. Mercedes quickly springs back to her feet and runs towards Bobbie, jumping in the air and catching her with a flying spinning back elbow. Bobbie crashes down to the canvas and Mercedes jumps up, standing next to her. Mercedes turns her back on Bobbie, standing next to her and jumps backward with a standing moonsault! Mercedes stays on top for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Bobbie throws a shoulder up!

Adams: Bobbie getting out of that at the last second

Mercedes picks Bobbie back to her feet, and throws Bobbie towards the ropes, but Bobbie reverses it and sends Mercedes flying in to the ropes. As Mercedes returns, Bobbie drops her head and Mercedes tries for a sunset flip. As Mercedes lands on her back, Bobbie drops down, crushing Mercedes's chest under her weight!

Simone: Ouch!

Adams: I think Bobbie just knocked Mercedes boobies wonky!

Bobbie gets off Mercedes and lifts her to her feet and scoops Mercedes up and drops her with a bodyslam. Mercedes rolls over, holding her chest from the earlier move. Mercedes rolls towards the ropes, but Bobbie quickly follows her and pulls Mercedes to her feet again. Bobbie wraps her arms around Mercedes and jumps over with a huge belly to belly suplex

Adams: Any more moves like that and Mercedes will be paper thin

Bobbie gets to her feet and waves her arms up at the fans, causing the fans to cheer. Mercedes gets to her feet and Bobbie runs towards her, Mercedes ducks out of the way and Bobbie steps past. As she moves past Mercedes, Mercedes kicks Bobbie in the back of the knee, forcing her down to both knees. Mercedes ateps back and spins her leg and nails Bobbie with a vicious bu

ONE!

Simone: Killian hit his finisher on Mickey.

TWO!

Adams: I don't think that Mickey is going to be able to kick out of this.

Mickey struggles as he tries to pull his shoulder up but Sweete rolls further on the chest of Carroll keeping his shoulder to the mat.

THREE!

Adams: This match is over.

Simone: Killian Sweete manages to keep control of the pin and Mickey Carroll picks up the loss.

Killian tosses the legs of Mickey away from him and then rolls to his feet and climbs the corner as Dax rolls into the ring to check on Mickey and Drew signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match...Killian SWEETE!!

Simone: This match is over and Killian Sweete manages to get the pin on the Tag champ.

Adams: Is this something that is going to foreshadow their match for the Tag Titles?

Simone: We will just have to see Jason.

Mickey and Dax roll out of the ring as The Sweete twins celebrate in the ring as their music plays.

We cut to the backstage area again, where Kris is seen, pushing open the door to the locker room. The camera follows him into the empty room, and he tosses his Roulette Championship into a chair before crossing to the couch. He sits down, dejected, not appearing to notice that there was a camera following him until he is seated. Immediately, the look on his face twists into annoyance, and he raises a hand, shooing it away. The door to the private rest room opens and Kris' Manager, dressed professionally in a pencil skirt and short sleeved blouse, steps through. Her face instantly changes from neutral to annoyed.

Kali: Kris. I have everything you need in the folder there.

She points toward his bag where a red folder neatly sits. He looks over at it, but does not linger, watching Kali cross the room.

Kris: I didn't think you were going to be here. Seems like something a text or email could have said. I'm supposed to be busy being happy alone, right?

Her face changes again to regret, it's obvious that she's chewing the inside of her cheek.

Kali: For the first time Kris, I regret something I have said.

He nods, but does not give in much in the way of his expression or softening the tone of his voice.

Kris: It's not easy to deal with me, Heather, or this business. I get it. Shit happens. I'm glad you decided to stick around though.

She nods, taking a few steps forward so that she can sit beside him.

Kali: In all the time I kept my distance from you, I had time to remember what life was like before I met you both. I started looking for another position but the idea of not seeing you two was not something I wanted. I might just be addicted.

She gives a hint of a smile in his direction.

Kali: Regardless of how bratty you both can be.

He chuckles, still not letting the wall between them break entirely.

Kris: You mean to tell me that recovering addicts, one who hits people for a living, and the other who is a recorded artist, are a little diva-ish? Surprising.

Kali full out smiles this time.

Kali: I'm sorry for losing my temper with you. I realize now that it was a stupid thing to be upset about.

He shakes his head, they had all been given two weeks to think about the blow up they had with one another.

Kris: It's kind of strange that we were all arguing with one another, and we were all wrong. That's gotta be a unique thing that normal people don't have to deal with.

He manages to actually look over at her now, giving her a small smile.

Kris: It might have been the first, but definitely not the last.

She reaches over to take his hand.

Kali: To err is human; forgive divine.

She leans her head over to rest on his shoulder. He rests his head on top of hers, but in doing so happens to catch the camera out of the corner of his eye. He raises his head from Kali's, his brow furrowing.

Kris: You're still here?

He shakes his head, raising his hand to point at the door.

Kris: Out with you, eavesdropper! There is no scoop for you here! This is not going to turn into a sex tape leak. Do I look like Steve Ramone?

The camera droops, looking at the floor, an indication of the shame the operator feels after being scolding. We see the feet of the man carrying the camera as he takes small shuffled steps towards the door, turning into the hallway to the sounds of muffled laughter from the two.

We see James Tuscini, Pinky del Ferrando, and Dmitri, standing with "Stoner" Scott Oliver outside the dressing room of James Tuscini. We listen in as Scott Oliver speaks with them.

Scott: James tonight you have a golden opportunity to obtain Title gold again in the form of the Internet Title Belt. What are your thoughts going into this match?

James: Everyone knows the saying IT WILL BE AS EASY AS SHOOTING FISH IN A BARREL. That's what my win tonight will be like. I have three fish, Eyesnsane, Steve Ramone, and Ryan Keys, and they are in a barrel. They cannot run away from me. They cannot escape. They can only swim around waiting for their demise. But I promise them I will make my win as quick as possible so that the amount of their humiliation will be reduced. I honestly feel like I'm facing The Three Stooges.

Scott: If you don't mind I would like to ask Dmitri a question.

Pinky: Although we don't mind you asking questions to someone other than myself or James we ask that you make it quick because this interview session is about James and not someone else.

Scott: Is that any way to treat a friend and stable-mate?

Pinky: Tonight James will become Internet Champion and that's the most important thing you need to discuss. So please ask your question to Dmitri, and make it quick, so we can get back to what's really important here.

Scott: Dmitri how do you feel seeing James come up short in the World Heavyweight Championship match at Climax Control 186 only to see him in the Internet Championship match tonight, at Climax Control 187, with a 99.9 percent chance he will win and become the Champion?

Dmitri: I didn't win the World Heavyweight Championship match either Scott so I don't feel I should comment on James being the fourth wrestler eliminated in the match. What it comes down to is Calvin Harris took advantage of a minor distraction and now that match is history and Harris is the World Heavyweight Champion. I will have my revenge at Violent Conduct IV and the world will see me defeat Calvin Harris I will walk out of the match as the World Heavyweight Champion. As far as what James is going to accomplish tonight I fully support James and I'm sure he'll easily win his match. Am I jealous that he will be holding a Singles Title Belt before I do? Yeah a little bit. But I don't let stuff like that come between us as friends.

Scott: Thanks for your responses Dmitri. So James and Pinky is there anything else you want to say to your opponents and the fans before we end this interview session?

James: I got this Uncle. Tonight you will see history made. Tonight I obtain the Internet Title Belt which will be my second Title Belt of the four available which puts me half way to a Grand Slam. I'll not only win against Keys, Ramone, and Eyesnsane, I'll win decisively and quickly. There is going to be a new era, a new domination, in Sin City Wrestling, and it starts tonight when I win the Internet Championship. I could use the statement that we will blow the roof off the arena but since we are performing at the Lake Tahoe Outdoor Arena there is no roof to blow off so take it as a figure of speech. Thanks for the interview Scott.

Scott: There you have it straight from James Tuscini. He is 99.9 percent sure he will win the Internet Championship and with odds like that he can't lose.

Justin: The following contest is the Fatal Four Way Elimination match for the Vacated Internet Championship belt!!! The way to win this match is by eliminating your opponent, either by pinfall, submission or disqualification or count out!! The last remaining superstar will be crowned the NEW SCW Internet Champion!!!

"I pledge alliegence, to the flag, of The Fearless One Steve Ramone."

"I want what's coming to me."
"So what's coming to you?"
"The world chico, and everything in it"

Following that quote the opening riff to "I Want The World.....and Everything In It" by Battle Beast hits the speakers as the lights dim and the crowd boos as "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone comes out first air guitaring to the song before he is joined by Andreas and Cyrus, the three men ignore the fans at ringside whilst they walk down to the ringside as Steve sings along to the lyrics before they reach the ringside area where Cyrus and Andreas enter the ring first followed by Steve, they pose for the crowd before they turn to the ramp in anticipation for Steve's opponent.

Justin: Currently in the ring!! Standing in at 6 foot tall and weighs in at 200 pounds!! Hailing from Queens, New York!! Steve Ramone!!!

"I'm made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of?" by A Day to Remember plays while blue and white lights strobe over the stage. As Ryan's entrance video is shown in the titantron the man himself walks out to take center stage. With a bright smile playing on his lips he does a confident pose before slowly making his way down the ramp. Ryan's wearing a Black tight tank top with Key Style lettering, and under it is his small wet look ring trunk. His "Key hole" designed knee high boots and arm bands with the words "Ryan" in one and "Keys" on the other showed off his style.

Slapping the hands of the fans to his side he jogs closer to the ring until he slides in through the bottom ropes. As he makes way up the corner ring post he stops and looks around to hear the cheers of the crowd as he teases them with tearing off his shirt and tossing it to the side. Showing the same confident pose as before he hops down and extends his leg over the ring post to stretch them out and show his flexibility before the match starts.

Justin: His opponent!! Standing in at 5ft 11 inches and weighing in at 180 pounds!! Hailing from Las Vegas, Nevada!! Ryan Keys!!

Get me by Twista hits as Eyesnsane steps out from behind the curtain and stops. He looks to the left and then the right. He then slowly walks down the aisle until he gets next to the ring where he looks to the left and the right once more before walking to the stairs. He climbs the stairs and enters the ring and walks to the opposite corner climbs up on the second turn buckle and folds his arms in front of him as he looks out at the crowd.

Justin: Standing in at 6 ft 3 inches and weighing in at 230 pounds!! Hailing from Chicago, Illionois!! Eyesnsane!!!!

Confident" by Demi Lovato begins to play as the lights in the arena go dark. We watch as red, white, and green, spotlights flash around the entrance area. James Tuscini, along with his Uncle Pinky del Ferrando, who doubles as his Manager, step out from the backstage area and James plays the crowd by waving and flexing his muscles. James and Pinky make their way across the landing and then they head down the ramp to the wrestling ring. Along the way James acknowledges the crowd by giving high fives and shaking hands while Uncle Pinky flirts with the older ring rats. When James and Pinky arrive at the ring James climbs up the ring steps, then he walks along the ring apron, then he ducks through the ropes into the ring. When the lyrics of the song come to "What's wrong with being...what's wrong with being...what's wrong with being confident?" James mouths the words as the song plays. Tuscini them makes a trip aroudn the ring to play the crowd some more before settling into a corner to await the start of the match as the entrance music dies out. His Manager, Pinky del Ferrando, takes a chair at ringside.

Justin: And the final wrestler to have entered the ring!! Standing in at 6 ft 4 inches!! Hailing from Duluth, Georgia!! James Tuscini!!!

DING DING DING!

Simone: Tonight the final superstar title will be decided as we will crown a new Internet champion!!

Adams: All four men are capable of winning titles, it may just be coming down who is the luckiest in this type of match!!

The match gets under way as the match starts off with Eyesnsane and Ryan Keys, the crowd is booing the former member of the Elders as they are chanting asshole to him, causing him to turn around and bad mouth the fans that once stood behind him. Causing even bigger reactions from the fans before he turns around and is met by a Ryan Keys Running Hurricanrana as that drops the former member of the Elders down hard on the canvas with his head. Jasmine drops down to the canvas for the count.

ONE!

TWO!

Eyesnsane manages to kick out, looks in shock at the Jasmine the referee as she shows him that it was a fair two count. Not believing his luck he turns around and is met by a dropkick from Ryan, who later follows it up with a spring board moonsault off the second rope and connects on Eyesnsane as Jasmine goes for another three count.

ONE!

TWO!

Again Eyesnsane kicks out as the two wrestlers get to their feet, Ryan sets him up for an Irish Whip. But gets reversed by Eyesnsane, who follows it up with a big time clothesline. Dropping Keys before going for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Ryan gets his shoulder up on time, causing Jasmine to stop the three count as Eyesnsane pulls him up to his feet by grabbing the hair. He sets him up for a Body Slam as he lifts him up and sets him up for a slam, but Ryan escapes the grip when Eyesnsane is on a downward movement as he drops Eyesnsane with a modified Jawbreaker. Causing Eyesnsane to drop backwards and holds on to his jaw as Ryan Keys immediately goes after the kill as he covers the former member of the Elders.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Justin: The first wrestler to be eliminated!! Eyesnsane!!!

Simone: That's the first competitor eliminated!!

Adams: We are down to three men!! And here comes Tuscini!!

Ryan Keys is celebrating the fact that he has eliminated Eyesnsane as he slides out of the ring and gets booed at by the fans who used to cheer for the former member of the Elders. Ryan turns around and is met by a running clothesline from James Tuscini, who has ran in the ring. Tuscini grabs Keys by the head as he drops him with a closed fist to the face as Jasmine can't do anything except look on as Tuscini grabs Keys by the head and sets him up for a Neckbreaker but Keys manages to reverse the hold into a backslide as he drops Tuscini to the canvas while holding down his shoulders as Jasmine goes for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

Tuscini kicks out at the count of two, both men get up at the same time as Keys ducks a clothesline and runs to the other side of the ring. Where he gets tagged out of the match by Ramone as he got close to the Fearless One. Keys didn't notice it as he executes a cross body block on Tuscini, who catches him and walks around the ring with him.

Simone: Ramone is the legal man!!

Adams: Neither men know Brenda!!

Tuscini turns towards where Ramone is standing on the turnbuckles as he comes off the turnbuckles with a missile dropkick. Sending Tuscini down with Keys on top of him as Ramone grabs Keys by the head and whips him to the outside before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

Tuscini kicks out as Ramone runs to the ropes and comes off the ropes with a running leg drop across the throat of Tuscini before going for another cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Tuscini powers out as Ramone wants to keep the advantage as he jumps up the top turnbuckle and measures Tuscini, who is slowly getting back to his feet before Ramone jumps off for a Hurricanrana off the top turnbuckles. Trying to use the momentum in his favor to drop Tuscini, but the much stronger wrestler catches Ramone by the waist as he lifts him up again and drops him with a sit down Powerbomb in the middle of the ring. Jasmine drops to the canvas for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Another kick out as Tuscini looks up at Jasmine, who shows it is a count of two.

Simone: That was a great counter from Tuscini, that could have been his elimination if Ramone had hit that move!!

Adams: Indeed Brenda, but you have to admire the fact that Ramone kicked out at that final moment from that sudden Sit Down Powerbomb!

Tuscini sits up and gets to his feet, grabbing the long hair of Ramone and drives elbows into the back before whipping him in the ropes. There he sets him up for a boot to the face of Ramone, but Ramone manages to avoid the big boot as he does a matrix like move as Tuscini kicks into thin air. Ramone's flexible body causes him to get him back to his feet rather quickly and dropkicks Tuscini into the corner where Ryan Keys is at. Who tags himself in on the shoulder of Tuscini, who isn't happy about that and grabs Keys by the head and drops him hard with a reverse neckbreaker before exiting the ring to be met by a chorus of boos from the fans

Simone: What the?? Why did Tuscini do that???

Adams: I'm sure that Tuscini didn't like the fact that he got played by Ramone and then got tagged out of the match!!

Ramone wastes no moment and goes for a cover, hooking both legs from Ryan Keys as Jasmine goes for the three count

ONE!

Simone: Kick out!

TWO!

Adams: Kick out!

THREE!

Justin: The second wrestler to be eliminated is Ryan Keys!!

Adams: We are down to the final two Belinda!!

Ramone grins as he kicks Ryan Keys out of the ring as he turns around and this time walks straight into the big boot from Tuscini that he ducked earlier the match. Tuscini goes for the cover as the Jasmine goes for the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Ramone kicks out as Tuscini grabs Ramone by the head and wraps his arm around the chin of Ramone and puts all of his weight around the neck. Trying to take away the oxygen from Ramone as Ramone is trying to reach for the ropes but is too far away from them. Trying to reach his arms up to the head of Tuscini and holds him to his hair with one hand and bashes to the temple with the other. The closed fist hits the temple several times before driving a knee into the skull of Tuscini. This causes Tuscini to let go off Ramone as The Fearless One gets to his feet and executes a drop toe hold. Sending Tuscini down on the canvas hard as he delivers several high jump elbows on the lower back of Tuscini as that causes him to hold on to his lower back in pain. Ramone Jumps up the ropes and comes down with a springboard Moonsault on the lower back of Tuscini before rolling him up and hooking both legs as Jasmine starts to use the three count.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Simone: Kickout!!

Ramone can't believe it, he looks up at Jasmine as she shows him that it was a count of two and nothing else. Ramone wipes away some of his hair as he feels his lower back that is still bothering him from the Sit Down Powerbomb earlier the match. He slowly gets to his feet and lifts Tuscini to his feet as well before kicking him in the midsection, then he jumps on the back of Tuscini, hooking his legs across the arms of the former Roulette champion and places his hands on the canvas as he pushes him off the canvas before elevating himself for a Sunset Flip Powerbomb and hooks him for the three count as Jasmine drops down for the count

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Adams: NO!!!

Simone: How did Tuscini kick out of that????

Ramone can't believe it, he is pounding his fists off the canvas in outrage as we see Tuscini slowly start to stir towards the ropes. He rests against the middle rope, trying to catch his breath before Ramone measures him for another high risk move when suddenly we hear.....

Simone: Isn't that the music from Griffin Hawkins???

Adams: Why is his music playing??

Ramone turns around, staring at the ring entrance as we see Griffin Hawkins walk up the entrance way as he stares at Ramone who is challenging him to get in the ring. Hawkins just stands there smiling as Ramone goes ballistic, not paying attention to James Tuscini, who has gotten to his feet and spins Ramone around before locking him in his finisher.

Adams: Mafia Hit!!!

He has Ramone in his patented submission hold as he puts pressure shoulder and arm in the hammerlock that he has on him while lifting him off the canvas. Ramone is struggling and screaming he won't submit until thirty seconds later taps out to the pressure as he is being released by James Tuscini!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Steve Ramone is the final man to be eliminated in this Fatal Four Way Elimination Match!! Therefore your winner and NEW!! SCW INTERNET CHAMPION!! JAMES TUSCINI!!

Jasmine hands Tuscini the championship belt before holding his arm up in victory as we see Griffin Hawkins walking away smiling as Ramone is in pain.

Cameras found themselves in the backstage area. Literally they were just moments away from headed back to the ring for the main event of the evening. Right there at one of the backstage monitors one of the newer additions to the roster in that of Cadence Carter could be seen standing there with her eyes focused on that monitor. It was at that particular moment that one of the more known faces within SCW. Specifically a known face that came with a microphone in her hand aka Ms. Rocky Mountains was shown approaching Cadence.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Cadence...

It caught the blonde by surprise it seemed as she jumped for that brief moment. Turning her head to see the woman and a warm smile crossing her purple lipstick covered lips.

Cadence Carter: Oh hi there!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Hope I'm not interrupting anything here.

Cadence Carter: Gosh no. Not at all. I was just about to take a moment here and watch the World Bombshell Championship match.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Yeah, I kind of picked up on that. Makes me wonder...

Cadence Carter: Wonder? Wonder about what?

Cocking her head to the side just a little bit. Cadence had this adorable confused expression spread across her entire face. Like she was trying to wrap her mind around it.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, do you have a specific interest of some kind in this match?

Cadence Carter: I suppose you could say that.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You suppose?

Cadence Carter: Mhm... Way I see it Ms. Mountains. Every single girl on this roster should always have an interest in every match that takes place for our division. Especially when it comes to the World Bombshell Championship. We all thrive to one day hold that championship. We all thrive to one day be at the top of our division.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: That is a pretty accurate statement. I am just not sure that most of the women on the roster share your same outlook.

Cadence Carter: And I think that's the biggest problem this divison has. The women aren't as motivated as they should be. Maybe, I don't have a lot of room to talk. But Crystal Miller was one of the worst champion's that Sin City Wrestling has ever seen. Evie Bang is practically begging for someone to step up and provide a challenge to her. Sure, she's been a little disrespectful about it but you're the champion of a division where people don't want it. I get the frustration setting in.