The opening shot is inside of the famed Staggs Dungeon training academy in Las Vegas, Nevada. The set up has been changed only slightly as the ring is now surrounded by a ringside barricade and one row of seats, currently occupied by such Sin City underground dignitaries as Erik Staggs, SCU Underground Champion Mark Cross, Helluva Bottom Carter and Ariana Angelos, Mickey Carrol, Jamie Staggs, Valentina and several others, both SCU roster members and staff alike. They clap and stomp, providing enough noise that one might mistake them for being an audience that numbered the hundreds.

SCW ring announcer Justin Decent stands up from his place at ringside and brings the house microphone to his lips.

Justin: Hello, and welcome to Las Vegas, Nevada for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! SCW would like to take this time to thank the Staggs family for opening up their training facility to Sin City Wrestling to continue entertaining the fans during this trying time the world is going through.

Those in attendance clap their hands together, giving their mutual thanks as the Staggs Dungeon has been opened up to SCU as well.

Justin: Now please welcome to the stage, SCW's own 'Hostess With the Mostess,' Amanda Hugginkiss!

The fans cheer as Amanda hobbles out, dressed much like Mama from the 80's sitcom, "Mama's Family", complete with stuffed dress for added padding and a gray wig and hose rolled down below the knee. The music starts and Amanda starts waving her cane about to begin her performance.

Amanda:You know I'm getting older and I've gained some weight, too.
In my imagination I am just twenty-two.
I'm way too busy to do Jenny, Weight Watchers, too.
The fast food is to blame, cholesterol's through the roof.

If there's a camera up in here, that's taking photographs of me, then it's true, that you.
Must sign this confidentiality agreement right here, telling you, what to do.
'Cause if you run the pics you got without the use of photoshop, I will hunt you down!
'Cause baby this is show business, nobody wants the truth.
Don't even try it, this is my diet.

Retouch my body.
Sketch me some more.
Take off sixty pounds, then take of ten more.
Retouch my body.
Resize my head, clean up my skin.
Please tone done the red.
Retouch my body.
Lipo my thighs, with your computer mouse.
I'm as big as a house.
Retouch my body.
Remove every curve.
I'm going to the mall, to get a soft serve.

Give me a tiny waist, because I eat like a slob.
Remove a chin or two, and how's about a nose job?
Erase under my eyes, where it is wrinkled and dark.
Your resume says that you worked on Jurassic Park.
If there's a camera up in here, that's taking photographs of me, then it's true, that you.
Must sign this confidentiality agreement in blood, or else you, will get sued.
'Cause if I end up on Perez Hilton looking like a Lez, I will hunt you down.
'Cause baby this is show business, nobody wants the truth.
Don't even try it, this is my diet.

Retouch my body.
Don't wanna look tragic.
So call Industrial, Light and Magic.
Retouch my body.
Make me look lean.
Like fat-ass Oprah, on "O" magazine.
Retouch my body.
Even at my tits.
And make sure this au couture size two fits.
Retouch my body.
Blur it some more.
Come on and give me what I'm paying you for!
Retouch my body.

I just want some Gummy Bears.
I refuse to take the stairs.
Make me fucking young and sweet.
Get rid of my cellulite.
I don't want no photo, boy.
I want an oil painting.

Retouch my body.
Don't cause any trouble.
I am in denial.
Don't you burst my bubble.
Retouch my body.
Just look at Madonna.
In real life she looks like an ancient iguana.
Retouch my body.
And if you can, of course,
Try and make me look like less of a horse.
Retouch my body.
I've no other choice.
I only wish you could retouch my voice.

Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.

Retouch my fucking body!

The crowd applauds and cheers as Amanda waves her cane around and then makes her exit backstage, vanishing behind the curtains.

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

Adams: So I was asking my wife's aunts if cereal was breakfast soup and they gave me the weirdest looks ... sort of like that one right there...

Simone: **sighs** This is the 'Staying Home' show...

Adams: Thanks a lot Fangirl Maggie for that by the way!

Simone: ... Yes. And we are coming to you with seven matches to prepare for Into the Void IX. It was to be eight but after what Jack'd the Ripper did two weeks ago, he was temporarily suspended and his match against Finn Whelan was postponed. Thank you again, Jason.

Adams: Hey nobody touches my Beli! No-BODY!

Simone: Instead, SCW veteran Jessie Salco opens things up tonight against the newcomer Amber Ryan who comes to us with a very long list of accolades. We'll see if her reputation precedes her here in the big league.

Adams: Then Bobbie Dahl is about set to face Alicia Lukas at Into the Void IX, but first things first! Tonight she has to get in the ring with Bea Barnhart!

Simone: Two of the young stallions of SCW face each other in the ring as the impressive newcomer Jack Washington goes one-on-one against former Grand Slam Champion, Kris Ryans!

Adams: Bella Madison and Malachi get a second chance at working their way into the world title match at Into the Void IX, thanks to Christian Underwood, but they have to get through Vector C. Rodgers and Char Kwan in order to do it!

Simone: Keira Fisher-Johnson has a date with Bombshell Internet Champion Kate Steele, but she wanted to prepare by challenging another champion in a non-title match and tonight, Keira gets what she asked for when she faces Roulette Champion, Candy!

Adams: And Evie Jordan wants a real test before she fights for the world title, and she's getting it when she faces the best of the best, Alicia Lukas!

Simone: And in the Main Event, we have the Clash of the Champions mixed tag team match! The World Bombshell Champion Andrea Hernandez teams with the Internet Champion Austin James mercer! Their opposition? The Bombshell Internet Champion Kate Steele and the Roulette Champion, Jack Russow!

Adams: I love Clash of the Champions matches! And that one is going to be the best yet!

Simone: Our first mixed tag team Clash, and it and so much more is coming to you live, tonight at Climax Control!




SCU's head of security Casey Williams is seen at the concession stands, looking to buy a vanilla ice cream.

Casey: I would like to buy a vanilla ice cream, not for me, buy for Jessie Salco. Can you please give it to her when you see her?

Concession stand worker: Sure.

Casey cackles and he pays the concession stand worker and walks away as the scene fades to black.




SINGLES MATCH
Teddy Steele-Warren vs Tony Thorn




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Jessie Salco standing in line at the concession's stand, Jessie is visibly annoyed but not for the reasons we saw in her promo on Thursday.

Jessie: Shane just had to send me to the concessions stand to get him vanilla ice cream, he's lucky my match isn't until later.

Jessie mutters under her breath before she approaches the stand.

Concession stand worker: Oh, your Jessie Salco, right?

Jessie: Yeah, so?

The worker prepares her a vanilla ice cream and hands it to her, Jessie gives the worker a confused look.

Jessie: That was why I came here but I didn't order one.

Concession stand worker: Oh, this was brought for you by SCU's head of security, Casey Williams?

Jessie's eye goes twitchy as the worker gets a second vanilla ice cream ready for her, Jessie pays for the second ice cream and sends the first right into the worker's face after taking the second.

Jessie: I swear to fucking god, I'm going to be known as the ice cream girl for the rest of my fucking career!

Jessie grumbles as she walks away only to be stopped by Ms. Rocky Mountains who was also in the que.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, any last minute thoughts on your match against Amber?

Jessie: Only that she''s going to regret rendering my career meaningless by comparing it to this!

Jessie holds up the vanilla ice cream she ordered for Shane before storming off as the scene fades.




Justin brings the microphone to his lips as he stands in the middle of the ring.

Justin:The following match is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...

The slow church bells of "Unsainted" by Slipknot are heard throughout the arena before the choir starts singing the words, when Corey Taylor joins in and the drumming picks up the the lights flashing across the arena.

Justin: Introducing, from Miami, Florida, "The Heavy Metal Angel" Jessie Salco!

Simone: Jessie Salco is out here ready for this match I am sure.

Adams: But is she ready for newcomer Amber Ryan? And speaking of...

Pulsing, red lights rolls over the crowd like a tide to the opening echoing chords of 'Roots' by In This Moment. Maria Brink's vocals seem to summon a familiar response from those who know what to expect. Those who don't, well they seem to follow the lead.

Most cheer in anticipation, but there are few who still jeer due to affiliations or just the fickle nature of a wrestling crowd on any given night. Atop the ramp, the lithe silhouette of the Distorted Angel seems to have materialised, soaking up the crowds reaction and energy. Fans reach out for acknowledgement and wave signs in the same way that others lean out over the rail as much as they dare to yell expletives and empty threats- some get a perceptive nod, a sly wink or perhaps even a kiss blown in sarcasm towards the most derisive.

Justin: And her opponent from Atlantic City New Jersey, she is Amber Ryan!

Fluidly, Amber circles the ring- beelining for a camera person before trying to mess with them or talking some shit down into the camera lens.

Slipping under the rope, Amber doesn't call for fanfare nor adulation, just making her way to the closest turnbuckle so that she might leisurely perch herself on the top with hands clasped and elbows resting on her knees in rather non-plussed outside of the trademark sly smirk seemingly ever-present on her features.

Adams: Tonight is the SCW debut of Amber Ryan in an SCW ring.

Simone: She has drawn a wily veteran in Jessie Salco in her opening match. I don't know if she has done any scouting of her opponent but from the looks of it, she isn't too worried.

Jasmine motions for both women to move to the center of the ring.

Simone: Jasmine St John laying down the rules and now here we go as she signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Jessie and Amber are face to face as Jasmine signals for the bell and then begin to circle. Jessie offers Amber a smirk as the pair lock up in a collar and elbow that Jessie leverages to maneuver Amber into the corner. Amber holds her hands up as Jessie pushes against her then backs out of the corner quickly. Amber slowly makes her way out of the corner and challenges Jessie with a slight taunt. Seeing it, Jessie charges towards her and is taken off her feet with a surprise yakuza kick from out of nowhere. Jessie is sent to the mat reaching for her jaw as Amber moves towards her. Jessie rolls quickly to the outside and leans against the apron as she shakes her head. Amber sees this and then bounces off the opposite ropes to hit a baseball slide that sends Jessie into the barricade. Jessie lands on her knees as she curls over her arms to clutch at her chest as she fights to breathe. Amber moves towards Jessie and grabbing her by the hair, pulls her up and whips her into the apron where she lands back first and arches in pain. Jasmine is counting both women out so Amber rolls under the bottom rope as Jessie turns and pulls herself up into the ring. Getting to her feet, Amber moves towards Jessie but is surprised with a forearm to the midsection. Rising, Jessie pulls the head of Amber into her side then lifts her into a vertical suplex that she holds before dropping backwards and landing on her back.

Adams: Amber taking the fight right to Jessie. Just because she is a newcomer to SCW, that doesn't mean she doesn't know her way around a wrestling ring.

Amber's hand moves to her back as she arches in pain. Jessie kips up and turns to pull Amber to her feet. Bringing Amber to the corner, Jessie whips her across the ring to the opposite corner and follows her in with a spring board clothesline to the back of Amber's head that takes her to the mat in a heap. Jessie crawls over and rolls Amber up for a one count that she kicks out of then flops to her stomach. Jessie slams her hands on the mat as she gets to her feet, her hands grabbing a handful of hair to pull Amber up to her feet. Amber tries to fight back but a clubbing forearm stops her. Jessie hits a dropkick on Amber that sends her staggering through the ropes to land on the outside. Jessie watches her at the ropes and is about to slide through them but is stopped by Jasmine who warns her back. Turning to the ropes, Jasmine calls out for Amber to return to the ring. Jessie backs away while watching Amber get to her feet. Charging across the ring, she launches herself with a suicide dive through the ropes to take the two of them to the floor. Both women are dazed as Jasmine restarts the ten count. At four, Jessie and Amber begin to move to a vertical base. At six, Jessie slides into the ring then rolls back to the outside.

Simone: Jessie Salco breaking up the count and then going back to the outside to punish Amber some more.

Jasmine is telling Jessie to bring Amber into the ring but she shakes her head as she grabs the arm of Amber to whip her towards the ringstairs but Amber is able to reverse it and send Jessie flying into the hard steel shoulder first. Amber falls to her knees before pulling herself up with the ring apron and then rolls into the ring to lay breathing heavily. Jessie reaches for the ringsteps to help her to her knees before climbing them slowly. Seeing Amber still on the mat nearby, Jessie climbs the ropes and with a final look at the downed Amber, she launches herself off the top with a moonsault that misses as Amber throws herself to the side and Jessie comes down hard on her stomach. Curling up in a fetal position, Jessie kicks at the canvas as Amber fights her way to her hands and knees.

Adams: Jessie missed her moonsault and it looks like it hurt her. Amber needs to get to her feet quickly if she wants to take advantage of it.

Simone: She is already on her hands and knees. And she is moving towards Salco.

Amber crawls towards Jessie then picks her up. Jessie staggers on her feet as Amber begins to use multiple strikes on the body and head of Salco who tries her best to cover her head to protect it. One final kick to the midsection of Jessie doubles her up and drops her to her knees. Amber uses a yakuza kick to send Jessie to the mat. Rushing to the corner, Amber climbs the turnbuckle then watches as Jessie gets to her hands and knees before she jumps off the middle ropes with a double stomp that has Jessie hit the canvas face first. With Jessie down and clutching her face, Amber is able to come up behind her and lock her up in a ground octopus hold. Jessie screams in pain as she tries to fight out of it. Jasmine moves to look at her asking if she submits but Salco screams no before trying to fight her way to the ropes nearby. Amber lays back in the hold but Jessie inches her way close enough to put a foot over the bottom rope. Jasmine motions for Amber to release the hold but Ryan shakes her head. Jasmine begins a five count on Amber who finally lets the hold go after four.

Simone: Amber better be careful or her first match in SCW will end up a loss.

Amber rolls away from Jessie and gets to her feet as Salco holds on to the bottom rope to prevent Amber locking in another hold. Amber moves away to the corner as Jessie gets to her feet pulling herself upwards with the help of the ropes. Amber watches as she leans against the opposite ropes. Jasmine checks on Jessie then motions for the fight to continue. Amber comes across the ring throwing strikes and feints that Jessie tries to avoid but a few strikes get through. Luckily, Jessie ducks under a strike from Amber then hits a desperation dropkick on the back of the head of Amber that sends her face first into the turnbuckle.

Adams: Jessie fighting back but will it be enough?

Amber grabs at her face in pain as Jessie picks herself up off the canvas and moves towards Amber who has turned to face her. Catching her around the midsection, Jessie hits a belly to belly suplex. Both women lay on the mat in pain as Jasmine checks on both. She counts as each bombshell rolls to their hands and knees. Amber is up first and she moves to grab Jessie and pulls her up before kicking her in the midsection then locks her arms into a double underhook before driving her down to the canvas with a kickout DDT. Jessie is out as Amber rolls her over and then grabbing her legs, pins her shoulders to the mat

Simone: Amber Ryan going for the pin on Jessie Salco

ONE!

Adams: Jessie is out and not moving Belinda.

TWO!

Adams: It looks like the debut of Amber Ryan is going to result in a win.

Simone: Wait, Jessie is moving but does she have time to kick out before Jasmine counts the three?

THREE!

Adams: Nope, Jessie has lost to Amber Ryan tonight Belinda.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match, Amber Ryan!

Amber tosses the feet of Salco to the mat and then gets to her feet to have her hand raised by Jasmine St John. Roots by In This Moment begins to play as Amber climbs on the turnbuckle to raise her arms in victory. Jasmine checks on Jessie who is rolling slowly to the ropes to the outside.

Adams: What a debut Belinda. Amber Ryan putting the bombshells on notice that she is here in SCW.

Simone: And she won in a very strong fashion.

Amber jumps down from the turnbuckles before dropping and rolling out of the ring to head to the backstage as her music continues.




Backstage, Mercedes Vargas can be seen dressed in street clothes as she wasn't booked to compete tonight. Tellingly, there's a promotional poster of Into the Void IX set upon an easel just behind her.

Mercedes: They say you're only as good as your last match. That's probably true. I mean, I did promise Evie she would get a tough match and what do you know, she got the win last week. Good on her. All she has to do is get by Alicia tonight and she's well on her way to her date with destiny at Into the Void against Andrea for her World Bombshell Championship. I bet you're expecting a temper tantrum right about now, but I won't give you the pleasure and you won't get the satisfaction. That's where I draw the line.

Mercedes stoops down and uses a piece of chalk to draw a line at her feet before rising to her feet.

Mercedes: It's a line that you can actually see. Apparently, Alicia Lukas also has a line. Except, that line is just as imaginary as the brass rings she's think she's grabbed in Sin City Wrestling. One little nine-month title reign and she thinks she's God's gift to the women's division. She break a singles and defenses record that sat for three years and now she thinks she can reset the line on who can hang with the Strong Style Southern Belle. Well, bless her heart.

She says this in a mock Southern accent.

Mercedes: All those girls Alicia named are very talented, don't get me wrong, top talent, household names, very popular, but your miles may vary. What I find funny is the fact that I've been lumped with another group of names like Kate Steele, Crystal Zdunich, and Seleana Zdunich.

Mercedes conveys this observation with disbelief, causing her to raise an eyebrow for a split second.

Mercedes: Seriously? I've been put in a group with someone who's title reigns are more rare than Haley's Comet, one of if not the most polarizing, overrated, and manipulative wrestlers in the entire company, and her mail order bride who lucked out in winning the World Bombshell Championship and who's career has gone downhill ever since losing the title. Now, that right there sounds more like an insult than a complement.

Hand on heart, Mercedes feigns being hurt by her new lot in life in the women's division.

Mercedes: One of these names is not like the other. One of these name just doesn't belong. One of these names...is the most decorated wrestler in the company, the winningest female wrestler in the company, has won a championship every year since joining the roster, the only woman to win all five SCW championships in the women's division. Oh, and has the longest pay-per-view appearance streak by far. Know what else? One of these names has already beat Alicia Lukas more than once in her career before she came to SCW.

Mercedes raises an index finger in a wait a minute gesture.

Mercedes: Because, truth be told, only one of those names can cross the line again, and that's me.

Mercedes points to herself with her thumb. She then makes a show of crossing the line she made earlier as she walks off elsewhere and we head elsewhere.




Cameras go in the parking lot to see Jake Raab appearing on camera backstage for the first time since March, but this time, Jake demanded camera time, realising he had to do a bit of build-up for the upcoming match against Fenris. He's located as usual shooting the targets with his bow and arrows with archery targets planted in front of him. A small gust of wind hits Jake as he realises the cameras were on him. He places the bow in its place as he turns towards the camera and begins to speak.

Jake Raab: "I have to apologise to Fenris for not speaking much about the match because you see, I've never been comfortable, talking in front of a camera and speaking about upcoming matches as all of you know. However, I have to pay you back with an appearance of my own since your putting up a lot of effort to get people excited for the fight I should say for MMA fans to watch. I believe every MMA fan around the world, even those who aren't wrestling fans are going to watch us scrapping out if the tag match wasn't a preview of what's to come."

Jake decides to shoot a few more arrows, not willing to talk about the last match he had against Griffin Hawkins because it wasn't necessary, especially he didn't care to watch or listen to Griffin's video when he fought Jake. Jake comes back on camera and speaks again.

Jake Raab: "However, the reason why I've been quiet as well is that there's not been much for me to say quite frankly when Fenris is one of the only opponents I respect in this business. Fenris shows the dedication he has for wrestling and not only that; he was willing to put out an open challenge to face anyone for a match. I'm glad he accepted an MMA fight with me because that's the one reason truthfully I came to SCW, hoping one day, Fenris and Jake Raab, clash of the wrestling and MMA titans coming head to head and get the fight MMA fans have been dying for years. That's important."

Jake nodded, still feeling uncomfortable of talking to the audience, but thanks to the archery set up, he decided to throw a few arrows towards the targets via his bow and speaks again.

Jake Raab: "I can't wait to face against Fenris because there's nobody in SCW that can compare your MMA skills or anyone who has the guts to face you in an MMA fight other than me. I believe we will show the SCW wrestlers how two of the wrestling and MMA titans get it done in the world of professional wrestling, teaching SCW wrestlers a thing or two how to prepare for an MMA match, how to show them what a real MMA fight looks like, not the kind of Lions Den matches you've had here."

Jake went back to shooting some arrows for a while before he comes back on camera and speaks for the last time.

Jake Raab: "That was why I accepted, knowing it was my only chance that I can fight you in a style that you know I'm capable of doing. I don't like to say this because of the respect I have for you, but I will do everything it takes to either knock you out or make you tap out in the ring because it's apart of the business after all and we both came here to win, but only one of us will, and that's me. Good luck at Into The Void and may the best MMA fighter win."

Jake then went back to shooting the arrows in the parking lot as the cameras went back to ringside for the next match to take place on Climax Control show.




The feed cuts to the backstage area where Kris Ryans is making his entrance into the building. As he makes his way down the hallway passing both of Sin City's female interviewers without either of them even looking up or saying a word to him. Whether they were setting up for something more important, or just disinterested in talking to Kris based on his long history of mistreating the both of them, the Grand Slam Champion makes his way by them unscathed. It is not until the camera turns a corner with Kris that he runs into someone without the decency or common sense to leave him be.

Scott Oliver: Kris! How goes it?

Kris lets out an exasperated sigh, and shakes his head, trying not to break stride.

Kris: Not terrible, Stoner. I have a match to get ready for though. What do you want?

Scott seems taken aback by Kris attempting to brush him off. Usually their interviews were only jokingly hostile. Kris managed to keep moving, not letting Stoner slow him down, but instead of giving up, Stoner excitedly followed at his side, not getting the hint.

Scott Oliver: That's actually why I was wanting to bump into you. You got Jack Washington, right? That guy looks impressive. Only one loss, and that was his partner's fault. The guy beat the Roulette Champion in his first match on his own. You got to be a little worried, right?

Kris' eyes roll, and he does not even attempt to hide his contempt for the question.

Kris: Look, we are talking about a guy that has had three matches here like he is god's gift to SCW. Is he good? Sure. Is this match going to be one to watch? Absolutely. Am I worried though? Don't be ridiculous.

Stoner does not back off the topic though.

Scott Oliver: It's not just about tonight though. Right now you have some momentum heading towards Into The Void and your confrontation with Griffin Hawkins. Risking that to take on a red hot Jack Washington seems like a bad idea.

Kris stops walking and shakes his head. He puts his hands up in the air, and takes a step back from both Scott and the camera.

Kris: Listen man, I get you are trying to do your job, but now is not really the time to be trying to worm your way into a scoop. I don't have time to be messing around right now. We can do this all later.

Stoner appears to back off, nodding at Kris, clearly afraid of overstepping his bounds.

Scott Oliver: Sure, man. I get it. Good luck tonight.

The camera follows Kris as he moves away, and fades to black as he cuts around a corner out of view.




Pussy Willow is seen standing backstage, not ready or expecting an interview at the moment. She's doing a slight fix of her hair while looking in a compact mirror when the camera pans back. Bobbie Dahl has just approached her; her arms folded and a seriously irritated look on her face. Pussy Willow nearly jumps out of her skin when she sees Bobbie behind her in the mirror.

Pussy: Oh! Uh, hi Bobbie. I...was not expecting you.

Bobbie: Yeah, I know you weren't. For once I decided to come find you first.

Pussy seems surprised to hear this and puts her compact mirror away. She gives Bobbie her full attention, wondering what is going on with the troubled Bombshell.

Pussy: Oh, well ok. What...what's going on?

Bobbie: What's going on? What's going on? I think a better question you should be asking is what else do you have to say before your match against Bea Barnhart later on? What final words do you have to say to Bea Barnhardt?

Pussy blinks for a moment, waiting for Bobbie to answer her own questions. Bobbie just stares at her, as if waiting to, until her eyes go with frustration.

Bobbie: Well?! Ask me!

Pussy: Oh! Alright. Uhhh...You seem rather interested to talk about Bea Barnhardt. So...tell us, anything else you'd like to say to Bea before facing her later this evening?

Bobbie narrows her eyes further and she turns and glares into the camera.

Bobbie: Yeah, I've got quite a bit to say actually. Because unlike Jessie Salco, I didn't need to see my opponents promo to record my own this week. I saved my response to all that crap Bea spewed in her promo for right now. And don't worry, there will be a lot less swearing than Jessie's temper tantrum of a promo.

Pussy can't help but smile and chuckle but it lasts for only a moment. Bobbie stays focused on the camera as she gets back to addressing Bea Barnhardt.

Bobbie: Bea Barnhardt, I hope you're listening to this and not just waiting for our match to start. I want you to know, you disgust me. Ya know, I had to go back to the archives from a few weeks ago to find your promo from your last match, and it had an awful lot to say about bullying and the crap you went through. You want to talk about bullying and then follow it up by saying all that shit you did this week against me? A promo filled with nothing but cruel and insensitive fat jokes and fat shaming?! Bitch, you're gonna find out in just a little while just what type of position this weight puts me in and it's NOT a disadvantage, you biased fat-phobic cu-

Pussy: BOBBIE! That word is NOT allowed around here.

Bobbie turns and glares at Pussy. She grins but shrugs it off like it was no big deal.

Bobbie: There should be exceptions to that rule, but whatever. It perfectly fits Bea Barnhardt at the moment, but fine. I'll behave. It doesn't erase the fact that that bitch was allowed to say the shit she did in that promo, yet SCW is supposed to be all about anti-bullying. That should have never aired! Did you even see it?!

Pussy: I did. And I agree, almost everything was very harsh and quite hurtful. But only you can decide how you let it affect you. You're clearly fired up about it, though.

Bobbie: Of course I'm fired up about it! I'm sick and tired of all these other Bombshells getting pissed at me for acting the way I do to defend myself against treatment that is EXACTLY what Bea Barnhardt delivered! Yeah, I'm fat! I get it! But I'm also a human fucking being and words have consequences and they genuinely fucking hurt!

Pussy raises an eyebrow as she stares at Bobbie.

Pussy: Umm, Bobbie...language? Didn't you say you were going to swear less than Jessie Salco did?

Bobbie: I am! Jessie's promo was an F-Bomb every other word, practically! Excuse me if I'm just tired of the hypocrisy and double-standards around this place! Rules apply to some, but I guess they don't apply to others! Fat shaming is jusssst fine, but other things cross a God-damned line! Well, they better not hold what I'm going to do to Bea Barnhardt, or any other Bombshell that fat-shames me from here on out, against me! Including Alicia Lukas!

Pussy: Alicia hasn't really fat shamed you, though.

Bobbie laughs.

Bobbie: Oh yes she has. She's made her comments on Twitter. They all have! Hell, even Evie Jordan made her comments when the two of us were stuck in an elevator this week! Why wouldn't they though, right?! They can't find anything else to say against me, so let's just keep using my weight against me day in and day out! Yeah well you'll have to excuse me if their insults and cruel words don't make me hunch myself over a toilet and yack up my meals or decide not to eat all together. I don't particularly want to turn into what I freaking hate!

Pussy: I don't think anyone is saying you need to do that.

Bobbie laughs again. She rolls her eyes as she brings her hand up to her forehead, her blood pressure rising again from the anger.

Bobbie: That's basically what they're saying I should do, but screw that. I'd rather be a happy fat bitch, than a skinny insensitive one! And tonight, Bea Barnhardt will regret every last word she said in that promo. She's going to feel every last pound I have barreling her down like a fucking boulder! And that's a God-damned promise!!

Bobbie then turns and storms off, without another word. Pussy Willow blinks for a moment as the camera focuses on her shocked face before fading away.




We get a shot of Bea Barnhart with Scott Oliver in the staging area where Bea is ready to make her entrance for her match with Bobbie Dahl.

Scott: Bea this is the first time in your wrestling career where you are facing an opponent who has 110 pounds of weight advantage over you. What can you say about that?

Bea: I don't consider someone an inch shorter than me but carrying 110 pounds more weight than me to have an advantage over me. More like Bobbie Dahl is a car with four flat tires trying to be competitive in a Stock Car race.

Scott: You can't be serious. Bobbie has accomplished things in sin City Wrestling.

Bea: Has Bobbie held Championships yet?

Scott: Not yet.

Bea: Then why are you discussing that with me? The only accomplishment I can think of for Bobbie is managing to eat more at one sitting than all the passengers on a Boeing 747 at one meal.

Scott: Bea that's not nice and you should apologize.

Bea: Me? Apologize? For telling the truth? Scott this interview is officially over!

Scott: Bea please. . .

It is too late for Scott to ask additional question as Bea already turned and walked away from him.




Justin Decent: The following match is scheduled for one fall...introducing first

Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar starts to play and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. She is dressed in black leather pants, a white pullover type tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket, which is basically a tough street girl look. As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring where she climbs the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She runs across the ring leaping up into the corner then jumps down and settles into the corner to wait for the match to start.

Justin Decent: Now in the ring, standing five foot five and weighing in at 130 pounds from Lawrencville Georgia....BEA BARNHART

All About That Bass" by Meghan Trainor starts to play through the sound system. The crowd erupts in loud cheers, as Bobbie Dahl bursts through the curtain, sans her once signature angel wings. Her eyes are narrowed as she stares down to the ring, and Artie joins her moments later.

Justin Decent: Making her way to the ring! Weighing in at two hundred forty pounds! From Coal City, Illinois! Please welcome, the one! The Only! BOBBIE DAHL!!!

Bobbie continues her way to the ring, no longer showing off the fun attitude everyone was so used to seeing. She now carries a much serious and determined demeanor as she walks alone, stomping her way to the ring. Once she reaches the ring, she walks up the steel steps and enters through the ropes heading to the center of the ring, waiting for the match to begin with a fiery look in her eyes staring across the ring at Bea

Adams: Bobbie Dahl looks incensed right now. We have heard Bea's comments through the week about Dahl and even though most of them are right....Bea is gonna get Bobbie's anger.

Simone:Most of them are right? Are you high again?. Bobbie has taken the shackles off, she is trying to be the best in the division and become the champion.

Adams: They all are. Every single bombshell is trying to be the champion, if you don't want to be the champion you should quit. But not everyone does what Bobbie did and turned their back on the fans....

DING DING DING!

As soon as the bell rings Bobbie charges at Bea, she crashes into Bea with a splash type move in the corner. Bobbie pulls Bea back to her feet not allowing her to fall, Bobbie grabs Bea by the arm and throws Bea up and over right across the ring with a hip toss throw. Bea crashes onto the mat and arches her back in pain, she turns and pulls herself up but Bobbie tackles Bea into the corner again and starts throwing hard right and left hands battering Bea. Bobbie then hooks her arms around Beas body and hits a huge belly to belly throw. Bea again sails across the ring and Bobbie yells and paces back and forth. Her eyes blazing with anger. She pulls Bea up again by the hair bending Bea back, Bobbie looks her right in the eye and screams so loud her voice echoes through the empty gym

Bobbie: How much fight you got in you this time dog?. Huh?...you want to call me fat again Bea?...i'll shove that dog up your ass...

Simone: Did.....did Bobbie just....

Adams: Dog enema. Yep, Dog Enema, Bobbie just threatened to stick Bea and Bill Barnharts dog, up her ass....that is a woman you think should be our champion.....

Bobbie drags Bea over to the corner again by her hair and slams Bea face first over and over again. Jacob Summers walks over and counts as Bea is touching the ropes.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Bobbie puts her hands up and steps back from Bea so she doesn't get disqualified.Bea breathes deep trying to recover from the opening onslaught. Bobbie moves around Jacob and grabs Bea by the hair, she goes to whip Bea down but Bea slides back and away, Bobbie turns around and runs forward for a lariat, Bea ducks and low bridges Bobbie so she falls from the ring to the floor. Bea gets to her feet, hits the ropes and then hits a baseball slide dropkick to Bobbie sending her stumbling back into the barricade. Bea slides out onto the floor with Bobbie she runs and hits a clothesline on her against the barricade before grabbing Bobbie and running her into the steel steps and pushing her into the ring.

Bea follows and grabs Bobbie slamming in a few hard knee shots to Bobbie's head before grabbing her into a side headlock, Bea runs across the ring with a bulldog and then pushes Bobbie over to her back, But before Jacob Summers can even try a count Bobbie throws Bea off with ease. Bea looks shocked and goes right on the offence hitting Bobbie with a kick to the side of the head and yet another bulldog. Bea is able to roll Bobbie over this time and hook the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Bobbie again kicks out and Bea can't believe it.

Simone: Bobbie Dahl just took not one but TWO bulldogs from Bea Barnhart and is already sitting up after kicking out. I told you Jason, Bobbie Dahl is a goddamn beast in that ring and for too long people like YOU have held her back with stupid comments.

Adams: Look Belinda, Bobbie Dahl is a great wrestler, she's a powerhouse and tough as nails, no one is disputing that. But her attitude is horrible and she needs to grow up....

Bea moves around and as Bobbie gets up Bea goes for the one two three, she leaps up hitting a dropkick that simply staggers Bobbie, Bea then tries to lift Bobbie who shakes her head and rolls her eyes before reversing it and slamming Bea instead. Bea holds her back and Bobbie just laughs moving forward grabbing Bea and hitting a short arm clothesline, she keeps a hold of Bea's wrist and pulls her up for a second clothesline ands then as she pulls her up for a third she instead spins and hits a backfist! Bea crumbles to the mat and Bobbie goes for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Bea kicks out. Bobbie shakes her head and mouths "stupid". She drags Bea into the corner and measures her up for the Bronco buster. She hits Bea hard and slams her body into her over and over before pulling herself away and calling for the Bobbie Bomb, she lays Bea down and climbs up yelling "that's it". Bobbie goes for it but Bea rolls out of the way and Bobbie lands face and chest first in the ring!

Simone: Bobbie crashes!...She had Bea in her sights

Adams: Bea is still hurt after the damage she has taken, but moving out of the easy from that Bobbie Bomb has given her a chance.

Bobbie holds her chest and pushes up to her knees, Bea though is able to get up and jump on Bobbie's back, she wraps her arm under Bobbie's neck and goes for the sleeping pill, Bobbie struggles and Bea keeps it locked in, as Bobbie tries to stand up Bea jumps on her back all the way and wraps her legs around Bobbie's hips to keep the move locked in. Bobbie fights off Bea and moves around grabbing at her arm. Bea refuses to let go and Bobbie slowly seems to fade dropping to one knee, Bea breathes heavy trying to keep her much stronger opponent in her control.

Bobbie though seems to wake up, her eyes widen and she stands with Bea on her back. Bobbie throws herself back into the corner, she slams Bea against the top turnbuckle. Bea drops down and Bobbie turns climbing to the second rope before throwing herself off with the Bobbie bomb, she lands hard on Bea and hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner.... Bobbie Dahl!

Simone:And Bobbie Dahl wins!

Adams:But Bea Barnhart brought it with all she had

Simone: But it wasn't enough Jason, now would you admit Bobbie is a threat to anyone in the division?

Bobbie has her hand raised but then tearsd her hand away from Jacob Summers, she steps forward looking at Bea, she climbs the corner again and hits another Bobbie bomb, Bea holds her ribs and screams in pain. Bobbie yells at her and then starts to climb up again for a third bobbie bomb

Adams: This isn't right!...come on Bobbie you won!

Simone: Bobbie is making a statement

Before Bobbie can jump though Alicia Lukas comes running down from the back, she slides in the ring and runs across to Bobbie pulling her back and down away from Bea. Bobbie turns and her eyes burn again, she swings at Alicia who ducks and hits the ropes, Alicia leaps in the air and hits a single leg dropkick on Bobbie sending her from the ring, Alicia then pops up and hits the ropes before flying out of the ring with a suicide dive onto Bobbie, Alicia throws hard right hands and security comes out dragging Alicia and Bobbie apart.

Simone: You condone this Jason? Alicia Lukas just jumped Bobbie Dahl

Adams: She was stopping Bobbie from doing more damage!

Alicia backs up as Bobbie stands on the entranceway, she turns around and grabs a mic so the truck can pick her up and slides into the ring.

Alicia Lukas: Hey!. I'm sure you're going to somehow twist what just happened here into your own narrative Bobbie. Some kind of sob story. But listen to me because I'm only going to say this once. Your little reign of terror stops right here. I won't allow you to attack anyone else after a match. I won't allow what happened to me to happen to anyone else. Because at Into the void I'm going to end you Bobbie....I'm going to get my revenge and also repair the damage you have done to MY division...

Alicia throws the mic as "Wild eyes" from Parkway drive hits, she turns around and drops to one knee to check on Bea Barnhart as Bobbie is escorted to the back




QUEEN FOR THE DAY LADDER MATCH
Winner gets gets booking power for an episode of Climax Control

Roxi Johnson vs Christina Rose vs Tallyn vs Seleana Zdunich vs Jessie Salco vs Mercedes Vargas




Backstage at the Staggs Dungeon, as much as you can call it "backstage," the challenger for the upcoming SCW Roulette Championship, Kedron Williams, is standing alongside the near wall, staring off into space. Staff and wrestling peers pass by, but he acknowledges few if any as some raise a hand silently, while others greet him verbally. His cold, blue stare in unnerving, and made even more so as he is staring -- at absolutely nothing. Some who try to get his attention turn to see what he is looking at, but if they see nothing else, they see the monitor with the action out in the gym airing live on it. Yet his eyes seem to be staring right through it, if not past it.

Pussy Willow: Hello, Kedron.

The lead reporter for SCW, pussy Willow, approaches him from the side. She was careful to do so as approaching him from behind somehow seemed more -- dangerous. She steps forward, but realizes he has not acknowledged her, or answered her greeting.

Pussy Willow: Kedron?

She blinks, then leans her head back while watching him. She turns and does as others did before her, looking down the hall to see what had him so preoccupied, but like those others, she comes away with no answer. She turns back to him.

Pussy Willow: Kedron, in two weeks you're going to challenge for the Roulette Championship, your very first title opportunity here in SCW, against Jack R... Russow...

But he does not so much as blink nor turn his head as she addresses him. She looks from left to right, now unsure of herself. She reaches up and takes a chance, snapping her fingers in front of his face -- then waving a hand in front of him.

Nothing.

Pussy Willow: Kedron?

She turns and looks into the camera that is right behind her and lightly shrugs her shoulders, but does not give up.

Pussy Willow: Kedron, tonight Jack Russow is in a mixed tag team match and ... and you get a first hand... look ... oh forget this!

And with a frustrated sigh, she turns away on her high heels and walks away, taking the cameraman along with her. A moment later, Kedron's wife Rinoa steps up to him with an expectant look on her face. He calmly turns his head to her and smirks, extending a hand.

Kedron: I told you I could make her leave without doing something ... drastic.

Rinoa huffs in faux annoyance, reaches into her pocket and withdraws a twenty, slapping it into her husband's open palm.




The lights in the arena drop to black, causing the fans to call out. Watch Me by The Phantoms. Blue lights start to fill the entrance ramp, flashing down on smoke that has begun to rise. The blue spotlights flash to the top of the ramp where a man in leather pants and a long leather jacket sits. The man sits cross legged and looking down, across his lap sits a black velvet bag.

Simone: Tony Thorn last week invited Teddy Warren to join him in the ring.

Tony stands up, for the first time looking at the ring. He slowly reaches up and start to unbutton the jacket, from top to bottom. He pulls the jacket apart, showing a well toned body. His cold eyes stare at the ring as he takes the jacket off and drops it next to him. He slowly walks to the ring, not an ounce of emotion on his face as he gets to the ring steps and slowly walks up. He steps through the ropes, before making his way to the center of the ring and sitting down, his cold pale eyes looking around the ring as Justin hands him the microphone and the music fades. The lights in the building drop to black one crimson spotlight shines down on Tony in the middle of the ring, the black bag next to him.

Tony: Good evening my peers. Last week, I made an offer, an offer to Mr. Warren to come and look me in the eye, and listen to all I have to say, a last chance to redeem himself, a final chance to admit I am right and that his path is leading to an inevitable tricky ending. I told him I would be here to tell him exactly why he was chosen for my help, why he needed my help. So Mr. Warren, if you would do me the courtesy of joining me in this ring, we can begin.

Simone: I don't know if this is a place Teddy Warren would like to be.

Adams: This smells like a trap.

Push It To The Limit by Corbin Bleu begins to blast across the speakers and as it does Teddy Warren makes his way down to the ring. He smiles as he is clad in a Gem Stones #TeamDiamond t shirt. He doesn't waste any time as he slides into the ring and glares at Tony before he calls for a microphone.

Tony: Please, take a seat.

Tony points within the crimson light to the floor opposite from where he is seated. Teddy is hesitant at first but he takes a seat as he looks across the ring.

Tony: Now Mr. Warren, I appreciate you joining me in this ring tonight, I'm sure the world would love to know the reason why you was chosen above them all to be saved, to be put on the right path, but first.

Tony reaches in to the black velvet bag and pulls out a mirror and holds it up to Teddy's face.

Tony: Tell me, what do you see? Who do you see looking back at you?

Teddy: If you want me to be completely blunt I see the man who is going to beat you in two weeks. I see a man who is a proud father and a wonderful husband to his wife. A man who has made some mistakes but he is honest about himself and will do whatever he can to prove how sincere he really is.

Tony looks back towards the canvas, not making eye contact with him.

Tony: Really? Because what I see is someone who's lost, someone searching for who he really is but that's why I chose you Teddy, that is why out of the abundance of many other people I could have saved from living a lie, I chose you. Because you're not this gentlemen looking for redemption, you're actually a bastard who don't care who's toes he steps on to get to the top. You're a scum bag that would see people homeless, that would force people to lose their businesses and work in casinos, that is the real you, not this family first gentlemen. You Mr. Warren are up there with the scum of the earth. That's the real you.

Tony looks back up.

Tony: And I like it. I applaud just how real that Teddy Warren was. You're a cheap, low down, dirty son of a bitch, that's the real you and you should thank your lucky stars that I am here to save you, that I am here to put you back on the ring path.

Teddy: If that is a shot taking at me for what I did to Christina we have already made up. I have done some messed up things but we have made amends and her being in that casino has helped her become a better person. Just like in the same way that everybody calling me out on my shit has caused me to be even better. Life is full of mistakes though and it's not about how we mess up. It's about how we recover from them that matters.

Tony curls the left side of his lip up.

Tony: A forgiving soul does not amend from what you did, you vile human being. Even right now Mr. Warren, you're trying to prove to people that you're something you're not. I know that real you is in there somewhere. I'll prove it. Hit me. Take your best shot.

Teddy: I am not going to stoop to your level Tony. You can wait in two weeks time when it will really matter.

Teddy shakes his head at Tony, standing back to his feet and dropping his microphone.

Adams: Looks like Teddy has had enough of Tony's words.

Tony quickly jumps to his feet, spinning Teddy around and looking him in the eye.

Tony: Do it you self loathing son of a bitch. Be a man, hit me! Do it! I attacked you Teddy, my mother beat up your wife and that band that she loves more than she loves you. I did it in front of your daughter Teddy and I fucking liked it.

Simone: That's below the belt!

Teddy shakes his head, once again turning from Tony.

Tony: You know what your daughter sees you as Teddy? A fucking embarrassment. She doesn't go to school and brag about her father being a wrestler, she goes to school embarrassed that her father used to wear high heels and a dress. The only thing you're good for in her life is teaching her how to feel ashamed.

Teddy is angry as he begins to get livid. He takes the mirror and smashes it over the head of Tony. The glass shatters right into Tony as he begins to bleed profusely but he keeps decking him in the face with punch after punch. Security quickly runs into the ring grabbing Teddy as they pull him away.

Adams: I can't believe it, Teddy Warren has snapped!

Simone: If it wasn't for security stepping in, I don't think he would have stopped.

A laugh can be heard over the speakers and the camera focuses on the bloodied face of Tony as he lays on the floor, his hand on the microphone as the blood pours from his head.

Tony: Welcome back Teddy... I knew you was there.

Teddy tries to pull away from security but they hold him back tight. Teddy yells towards the smiling blood covered Tony as the camera goes elsewhere.




We see Bill Barnhart walking down the hallway in the backstage area. He stops when he sees the cameraman pointing the camera at him. Never one to miss an opportunity to spout off Bill stops, looks into the camera, and begins talking.

Bill: Coming soon I'll have a match against Austin James Mercer for the Internet Championship. When that match happens I walk into the ring as the challenger but I'll walk out of the ring as Internet Champion. Is Mercer an easy mark? Nope. Is Austin going to roll over and play dead for me? Nope. Will this be one hell of a great back and forth battle to the very last moment of our match? Yep! I have no intention of walking away without the Championship belt around my waist.

Bill gives a thumbs up sign.

Bill: In a match where you have two highly competitive, highly talented, and highly aggressive wrestlers, like you have with me and Austin, anything is likely to take place during the match. I've held my own with some of the top names in Sin City Wrestling and facing Mercer will be another one of those epic matches.

Bill gives a wink into the camera along with a smile.

Bill: Listen to this. Sin City Wrestling's Internet Champion Bill Barnhart. Hot damn that has a great ring to it! Get used to hearing it!

Bill turns and walks away from the camera leaving the cameraman with a shot of the empty hallway until the Network can switch over to the feed from a different camera.




Justin: Our next match is a Standard Rules match. The first participant to make his way to the ring, from Jet City, standing in at 6 feet even and one hundred eighty-five pounds, please give a great welcome to "THE MIRACLE" KRISTOPHER RYANS!!!

The lights shut off and the screen at the top of the ramp dies out leaving the entire arena pitch black. Knowing what is coming the fans roar to life just as the PA blasts out the opening lyrics to the theme in the most booming fashion.

THERE IS NO ONE LIKE ME!"

Two spotlights shine down on the stage as Chiddy Bang's "Mind Your Manners" plays through the PA system. Standing in the middle of the stage where the lights intersect is Kristopher Ryans. The fans erupt with applause as Kris makes his way down the ramp. The white club symbol finally appears behind him on the screen as he makes his way to the ring. As Ryans gets near the ring the camera passes him, circling around his side to see the orange letters on his white shorts reading "MIRACLE" down his right leg. We get behind him as he ascends the stairs, seeing that the back of his jacket displays the KR logo in the same shade of orange. Kristopher walks up the steps and then ducks through the ropes into the ring. Ryans plays the crowd for a bit before settling into a corner to await the arrival of Jack Washington.

Adams: Kristopher Ryans is always ready for a great match. With a match against Griffin Hawkins to be scheduled in the future, pitting two great former Roulette Champions against each other, Ryans for sure wants to win here and continue winning leading up to a match with Hawkins.

Simone: Kristopher may have to wait a bit longer for that match with Griffin if he loses here. Also with Hawkins taking a loss last week against Jake Raab his possible shot at the Heavyweight Championship may be in jeopardy.

Justin: Next to enter the ring, from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, standing in at six feet one inch and two hundred thirty-five pounds, please give a great welcome for JACK WASHINGTON!!!

"Wasted" begins and there is a murmuring heard from those in the stands. As the song picks up Jack Washington exits from the backstage area with a look of focus and indifference on his face. As Jack walks toward the ring he shows very little emotion. When he arrives at the ring he makes his way up the ring steps, then he walks along the ring apron, and when he arrives at the place where he is opposite of where Kristopher Ryans is located, he steps into the ring. Washington plays the crowd for a bit then he uses the ropes to stretch, then he climbs up on the corner ropes and sits on the top turnbuckle glaring across the ring at Ryans.

Adams: I understand a wrestler showing arrogance and determination when entering a match, as we just saw with Jack Washington, but that type of presentation doesn't intimidate a wrestler like Kristopher Ryans.

Simone: A win by Washington here would be a major boost to his career.

Adams: These two are evenly matched in height and weight. We have Kristopher Ryans at six feet even and one hundred eighty-five pounds to Jack Washington at six feet one inch and two hundred thirty-five pounds. I say the advantage goes to the highly experienced and successful wrestler Kristopher Ryans.

Simone: Equally matched you say? Maybe in height as there is only a one inch difference but giving up fifty pounds of weight works against Ryans in my opinion.

Referee Drew Patton motions for Ryans to come out of his corner to the middle of the ring and he motions to Washington to get off the corner ropes and join him in the middle of the ring. Both wrestlers obey the Referee and come to stand on either side of him. Drew Patton runs down the rules of the match and when he is satisfied both wrestlers have been fully informed he sends them back to their respective corners to wait for the bell to start the match. Before the two can reach their corner Patton motions to the Timekeeper and he rings the bell.

DING DING DING!

Both wrestlers spin around and charge toward each other. They slam into each other in the center of the ring and struggle to gain control of the other. Jack is able to maneuver Kris to the ropes where Referee Patton calls for a break. Washington releases his hold on Ryans and raises his hands as he slowly backs off a few steps. Kris comes off the ropes hitting Jack with several forearm smashes staggering Washington. Ryans wastes no time executing an arm drag dropping Washington face down on the mat. While still holding onto to the arm of Jack we watch as Kris executes a leg drop across the arm of Washington. We hear a yelp of pain from Jack from the blow by Kris. Ryans lands a leg drop two more times on the arm of Washington again eliciting groans from Jack due to the pain on his arm. Ryans maneuvers to where he is sitting on the lower back of Washington while pulling back hard on the arm of Jack while leaning back for extra leverage. Drew Patton steps in to ask Jack Washington if he wants to submit and he yells out NO so Patton backs off and lets the match continue.

Adams: Several nice moves in a row by Kris Ryans.

Simone: Don't get overly excited this early in the match. Anything can happen in this match with these two wrestlers.

Adams: I'm not overly excited but I am excited to see two experienced wrestlers go at each other.

Although Washington is in pain from the hold Ryans has on him he still refuses to submit and the Referee allows the match to continue. Jack is trying to inch his way to the ropes where he can grab the ropes to cause a break but when he moves closer to the ropes Kris cinches up on the hold and leans back for more leverage causing Washington to groan again from the pain. After more attempts by Referee Patton to ask Jack if he wants to submit Washington finally manages to inch his way toward the ropes where he is able to grab the ropes to have Referee Patton call for a break. Kris doesn't want to release the hold but he knows he has to. Once Ryans releases the hold he backs off to wait for Washington to get to his feet.

Adams: So close to a submission win there. Too bad they were not in the center of the ring.

Simone: Stuff happens. A wrestler needs to take the advantage at the time the advantage presents itself. In this case when Kris took the advantage of Jack, even though Washington had a difficult time reaching the ropes, he finally was able to get close enough to grab the ropes and get a break from the hold.

Adams: Not sure how Jack managed to inch his way to the ropes for the break but it showed he wasn't going to give up quickly. The problem in a situation like he was in is if you cannot figure a way out of the hold, and you delay too long, you could suffer serious injury.

Washington slowly gets to his feet while massaging his arm and shoulder. He keeps an eye on Ryans while he continues massaging his arm. Ryans charges him but Washington ducks through the ropes causing Referee Drew Patton to step in and order Kris to back off until Jack comes out of the ropes. Satisfied that Ryans is far enough away Washington removes himself from the ropes and he turns to face Ryans. Kris quickly charges Jack but Jack ducks the blow and Kris goes through the ropes landing on the ring apron. Washington reaches over the ropes and tries to grab Ryans but Referee Patton issues a warning for Jack to back off and allow Kris to return inside the ring on his own. Washington backs off and waits for Ryans to reenter the ring. When he is sure Jack is backed off enough to enter the ring Ryans steps through the ropes into the ring. The moment Kris is back in the ring Jack goes off on him with forearm smashes then he shoves Ryans into a corner and continues landing blows. Washington flips Ryans out of the corner and when Kris gets to his feet Washington whips Ryans into the ropes and catches him on the rebound dropping him with a shoulder breaker and he goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Ryans kicks out stopping the count at two. Washington slaps the mat knowing he nearly had a pinfall victory. Jack gets to his feet and walks to a corner where he leans back shaking his head concerning the pinfall attempt. Ryans gets to his feet and he faces Jack in the corner where Washington is motioning for Ryans to come into the corner to get him and see what happens.

Adams: I always say if you issue a challenge you need to be able to back it up. I hope Jack Washington is ready to back up his challenge to Kris Ryans.

Simone: Watch and learn.

Adams: Both wrestlers have great ring presence so now it comes down to who makes the first move and who capitalizes on the other first.

Simone: You didn't mention a name but I'm sure you were about to mention Washington's name.

Adams: Yeah you wish.

Ryans cautiously approaches Washington in the corner. Kris is determined to not get rushed so he ensures he keeps far enough away for now to prevent a quick attack by Washington. When Jack lunges toward him Kris grabs Washington and flips him to the mat in the center of the ring. When Jack gets to his feet he is immediately hit with a spinning back kick by Kris. While Washington is on the mat Ryans exits the ring and he is standing on the ring apron. When Jack gets up on his feet Kris catapults himself off the ropes and comes down landing a springboard tornado DDT on Jack. Ryans quickly gets to his feet and leaps into the air hitting a leg drop across the throat of Washington. Kris goes for the pin hooking both legs of Jack.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Adams: Yes!

Simone: No! This is not the way it should have ended!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen here is your winner of this match, by pinfall, THE MIRACLE KRISTOPHER RYANS!!!

Referee Drew Patton raises the hand of Kris Ryans for the win and the crowd is loudly murmuring over the outcome of this match. Kris exits the ring and walks confidently to the backstage area. Back in the ring Jack Washington is on his feet and slowly exiting the ring after being informed he lost the match to Kris Ryans. Jack slowly walks to the backstage area as the crowd continues murmuring.




The broadcast cuts to some pre-recorded footage of SCW Bombshells World Champion Andrea Hernandez standing in the locker room with her title over her shoulder, already showing that she's not in an amused mood going into tonight's main event. She's certainly had a word of war with Evie Jordan as of late, but Andrea knows that this is only the surface of the spotlight that she's been learning how to adjust to since she became the world champion. With some thoughts on her mind that she clearly wants to express, she takes a confident breath before she expresses them.

Andrea Hernandez: "I think it's pretty clear that there is ONE thing that both Evie Jordan and Kate Steele have... aside from the fact that they were both the female finalists for the Blast from the Past tournament that is... neither one respects me as a champion. And you know what? Fine! Like that bothers me, right? It's like they don't realize that my entire career, I've dealt with that disrespect. I've ran through that many times over and this isn't something that I am going to repeat again because ultimately, this championship proves that I have been able to overcome all of that disrespect and I'm going to continue to do so tonight and of course, at Into the Void when I manage to retain this championship...

Speaking of tonight...

You've got Kate Steele really trying to lay it on me, acting as if she KNOWS ME... spoiler alert... she doesn't... but clearly, she wasn't happy with what I said about her before when we faced off in the Blast from the Past tournament. It's not just the fact that she spent what... basically almost all of her promo talking about me... it's... WOW... the hate is really strong here and what? Because I didn't filter my opinions about her? Even with what happened last time around in a mixed tag team situation between her and I, my opinions still haven't changed. I mean... we're talking about someone who says that beating the same person over and over again isn't impressive but... who not only probably has done the same thing herself at various points in her career... but brags about it to kingdom come. I mean sheesh... she was going on and on talking about how she made Evie her bitch so much going into the finals of that tournament...

See Kate... you're so focused on my character... or at least the perception of what my character is in your mind... and not on my abilities. You're stuck in this idea of "flavor of the month" with me just like Evie is... and actually, I welcome that. Feel free to be stuck on all of that. You want to play that game? Fine. Let's play that game, because what this game is ultimately going to be about... is delivering a free preview of what's happening at Into the Void: me... taking on someone who doesn't respect me as a champion... taking on someone who thinks I'm a Cinderella story or a flavor of the month... and me beating that person and shutting them the fuck up...

You listening to this Evie?

The mention of Evie Jordan shifts her focus from Kate to Evie, drawing a little more anger out of her.

Andrea Hernandez: "Momentum is the name of the game, Evie. I hope you know that. I hope you've paid attention to the fact that I'm a consistent presence on the Climax Controls before the big show and that I constantly come up big in those and build up the momentum I need to push forward for the bigger match to come. You've got it hard tonight... good luck against Alicia by the way... but you've got some momentum going with your win over Mercedes and all. I've never doubted your ability, not for a second, not when you recently pulled off a massive, history making moment with your second Blast from the Past tournament win.

But you know what they say, Evie... momentum is as good as your last match. You lose tonight, then what happens? Would you walk into this match that we've got going on in a couple of weeks with the confidence that you're exuding, thinking you're hot shit and all? Or would you begin to doubt yourself? I'm very adept at sensing doubt in an opponent. I smelled that doubt all over Christina Rose when I defended this title against her and if I know there's a way I can get to you, I'll exploit the hell out of it, just like I did with her... just like how she exposed who she really is the more I got into her head and the more times I wrestled her. Into the Void?

Yeah...

You're suffering that same fate... doing to you, what I did to her... and leaving YOU into the void an empty shell of what you are.

Pay attention tonight, because my patience is running thin with people like you.

Andrea maintains her poise as she leaves the studio, cuing the scene to fade to black.




SINGLES MATCH
Amber Ryan vs Myra Rivers




We go to the back where Pussy Willow is about to interview Griffin Hawkins as he's on a backstage cart, strumming his guitar.

Pussy Willow: Griffin..in two weeks time you and Kristopher Ryans are gonna clash at Into The Void..but I would be remiss if I didn't ask you to address Jake Raab's comments about you last week, and the match where he defeated you.

Griffin Hawkins: Yeah..what was that he said? My historic 301 day Title Reign was..what was it? Piss poor? Ah, that's it. Let me ask you something Pussy..my reign was a failure in his eyes, but when was the last time he ever held a title here in SCW? Exactly. All it is is jealous words from a jealous petulant little man child who doesn't know the first thing about being a Champion in Sin City Wrestling. And as for my match, yeah I lost, I can deal with that. But didn't he say he'd beat the hell out of me and make me tap even after the referees try and stop him? Well if you watch that match, you'd see he didn't do any of that. It was neck and neck like it always has been between us. He didn't dominate me like he said he would, he just capitalized on one mistake, the same way I did when I beat him. He barely won..but of course he's proud of that. But hey, I'm not gonna complain like he does when things don't go his way. Let him cling to this win over me for now, because we will clash again in the future and I'll be the victor. In the meantime I got bigger fish to fry.

Pussy Willow: You are obviously referring to your match with Kristopher Ryans. Lately he's been having issues with everybody...including you. And now you two are set to fight one on one at Into The Void for the first time ever.

Griffin Hawkins: Honestly...I never thought this would happen. I mean I knew one day Kristopher Ryans would return to SCW ring...but not like this. What I see is a man who has been reduced to acting like a spoiled child when the attention isn't on him. He has it in his mind that Sin City has forgotten about him. Well maybe this company did change..because it's evolved. There are more young, hungrier guys out there who are looking to make this company something for everybody to watch. Jack Russow, Jack Washington, Finn Whalean, Mark Cross just to name a few. If he doesn't like how things are here in SCW, then he can hit the road. We were doing good without him, and we'll be doing good long after he's gone. But if he wants to do his talking...there's a ring out there where scores are settled. Unlike him, I respect the talent here in SCW..and at Into The Void I'm gonna give him one hell of a welcome back party...

He goes to leave, but then comes back.

Griffin Hawkins: In speaking of parties..there's one going on up on the roof of this very establishment! I've been in charge of refreshments...now I could go out to whatever store is open at this hour and get all the party foods I can find...but then I said..why do that..when we already got that here!

Standing in front of him is the refreshment table, tongs of course due to touching food plus hand sanitizer is nearby.

Griffin Hawkins: Now if you'll excuse me..I got a party to attend.

He goes on the far end and backs what looks to be a golf cart into the shot. On the side he picks up what looks to be a long chain. But standing in his way is none other than Christian Underwood.

Christian Underwood: For the love of God, what the hell do you think you're doing?

Griffin Hawkins: I've been left in charge of supplying refreshments for the party on the roof. No worries boss, nothing's gonna go wrong!

Christian is confused as he gets the chain and wraps it around the long refreshment table's legs and then on the back of the Golf Cart. He climbs into the driver's seat.

Griffin Hawkins: Seeya on the roof Christian!

He begins to drive with the table...some food falls off, a lot of it at the feet of Christian..

Christian Underwood: These are 500 Dollar shoes!

Griffin Hawkins: Put it on my bill!

He rides off with the table...spilling lots of food as as he rides through the halls.

Christian Underwood: Hawkins!!

He chases after him as we go back to the ring.

Simone: Whoa..there goes his Christmas Bonus.

Adams: There's a party on the roof? I gotta go!

Simone: Nu uh, you got a job to do, you're staying right here! I'm not calling this show by myself while you're on the roof partying with everybody!

Adams: You take the fun out of everything...




We cut backstage to all four members of Wolfslair. Alex and Johanna have their SCW mixed tag titles around their waists as Austin holds his SCW internet title on his shoulder. Alicia sits behind them in her ring gear and a hoodie

Alex Jones: Tonight two members of our group have matches. Chances to show just how good they are in the current climate. As if we need to show anyone anything. See behind us sits Alicia Lukas, one of the best and most feared professional wrestlers on the planet. And at Into the void she will avenge a wrong down to her. And tonight she will face and defeat the current number one contender to a championship she will regain...

Alex smiles as Alicia nods slowly and stretches her neck and arms, Johanna bumps fists with her fellow Wolfslair member. Alex sighs and looks over at Austin.

Alex Jones: And this man, this former world champion and current internet champion, this beast. He will step in the ring with the woman keeping Alicia's title warm to face Kate Steele and Jack Russow, two skilled wrestlers but...not on his level. And then, he will also have a title match at Into the void, like we will..when he defends his internet title against Bill Barnhart....and we will all laugh as Austin ends that fat bastard in the middle of the ring...

Alex turns and Johanna steps forward. The tag team champions both placing their hands on the belts.

Alex Jones: Now. Johanna and I may not be in competition tonight. But we are going to be at the pay per view. We will be defending these championships against the trenton tigers. I know they will do all they can to try and take these titles from us. But we are so close to being the best mixed tag team champions I can taste it. I can feel it. Johanna and I have worked hard to keep these titles where they need to be...and we are not going to let the tigers fuck it up....Wolfslair is the gold standard of this company...and you will all...fall...

Alicia Lukas: You will all suffer...

Austin James Mercer: And you will all Perish....

Johanna simply growls as all four put their fists in the center and we fade out




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Caleb Storms sitting down on a chair watching the action on TV with his feet being kept warm by his Labrador Puppy Lemmy who, for once, is completely chilled out, after a few seconds he is approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Caleb, at Into the Void you are getting your rematch against Tiberius the Great of Elysia which will be contested under Roulette Rules, are you having second thoughts?

Caleb: Absolutely not, I would've been fine with losing to Tibby if it was a clean win like his win over Stephan Callaway in his debut match but no, he had to go and cheat to win a match where he faced decent competition! All I need is for the Roulette Wheel to land on a stip the favors my style of wrestling like a ladder match and I'll be good to go!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: And if it doesn't?

Caleb: Like I said, he needed to cheat to beat me in our first match, he won't get so lucky at Into the Void.

Rocky strokes Lemmy before walking off as the scene fades.




Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match... introducing first.... Representing the Trenton Tigers... Char Kwan and Vector C. Rodgers...

"Downtown" strikes up as orange and grey lights float around the arena. Char Kwan and Vector C Rodgers step through the curtains. They walk down the ramp discussing strategies as Char slides into the ring as Rodgers steps through the ropes. They before stepping into the corner.

Justin: And their opponents... introducing first... Bella Madison...

Arena goes dark as the ominous tones of New Years Day's "Shut up" begins to blare. The entrance lights up as does the video screen that shows, climbing up a set of stairs we see with each step taken a different footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kickpads.

The roar comes over the sound system as we see Bella standing on top of the entrance. She stands wearing her wrestling gear along with a ring jacket with the hood up and starts making her way to the ring.

Towards the end of the chorus she stops and waits as music fades out...

Justin: and her tag team partner.... Malachi...

The quiet beginning of "Blood//Water" begins playing through the speakers as Malachi enters the arena. He simply stares around with a look of utter disinterest as he walks down the ramp towards the ring, where he stands next to Madison before in unison they slide into the ring, where he sheds his jacket and they move to a corner and begin to talk tactics.

The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...

DING DING DING!

Kwan and Maddison start off for their respective teams, as Madison and Kwan circle the ring as they inch closer together, as Kwan then quickly moves in and grabs Madison around the waist before picking her up and planting her face down on the mat before lifting her up a little and then she rolls through and goes for a pin.

ONE!

Kickout!

Simone: Char and Bella start things off between the two teams, as they don't lock up by Kwan grabs Madison and picks her up and tries for a quick pin but only gets a two count.

Madison pushes herself and Kwan off the mat and to her knees, which Kwan continues to hold her around the waist as Madison tries to find a way back to her feet without Kwan getting the upper hand, but Kwan forces Madison onto her back for a pin...

ONE!

Kickout!

Madison kicks out and rolls herself back to her knees, before fighting back to her feet as Madison grips at Kwan hands, as Kwan lifts Madison up but Madison counters and rolls herself before Kwan legs and in turn pinning Kwan...

ONE!

Kickout!

Adams: Kwan keep a grip on Madison, which Madison takes some time to avoid another pin but isn't possible and Kwan goes for another pin, which Madison kicks out, but Madison is quick to counter and get a pin of her own but only for one.

Kwan is back to her feet as is Madison as they circle the ring once more as their respective partners watch on and cheers them on. Kwan and Madison move in as Kwan tries to surprise Madison with a leg sweep, which Madison tries one of her own and Kwan is ready and she leaps up avoiding it and as Madison rises back up, Kwan goes for a roundhouse kick, which Madison ducks and Madison tries for one of her own and Kwan ducks. Madison then goes to kick Kwan in the stomach but Kwan grabs Madison's foot.

Kwan shakes her head before dropping Madison's foot trying to send her down to the mat but Madison surprises Kwan and does a split. Kwan looks at Madison a little surprised as Kwan tries to boot Madison but Madison dodges and grabs Kwan and goes for a pin...

ONE!

Kickout!

Simone: Interesting exchange there as Kwan and Madison both try to get the upper hand, but nothing happens and Madison tries to kick Kwan but Kwan grabs her foot and stops her and then tries to make Madison hit the mat but she instead shows some impressive athletics.

Adams: Quite impressive and Kwan maybe unimpressed by it, she tries to attack but Madison dodges and grabs Kwan and goes for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Kwan rolls backwards and onto her feet as she dives at Madison but Madison leaps over her and as Madison turns, Kwan dives at Madison knocking her off her feet, Kwan then goes for a cover...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Kwan climbs to her feet, as Madison reels on the mat as Malachi reaches out for a tag, but doesn't get the opportunity, as Kwan grabs Madison and pulls her up to her feet before driving a fist into her torso before grabbing her hand and whipping Madison into her corner, where Malachi tags himself in as Kwan goes to rush in for a splash on Madison but is stopped in her tracks as Malachi leaps over the ropes surprising Kwan. Kwan backs away as the ref positions themselves between them and tells Kwan to tag in Rodgers.

Adams: Madison gets a two count, as Malachi wants in the match but doesn't get a tag, as Kwan fires a fist into Madison's torso and then whips her into the corner. Malachi tags himself, which I don't think Kwan has spotted this and tries to follow up but she is quickly stopped by Malachi and has to tag in Rodgers.

Kwan turns and moves to her corner, where she slaps the hand of Rodgers tagging him in, as he slips through the ropes as he watches Malachi carefully. They then both move towards each other and circle the ring, before moving in and locking up in the centre of the ring, where they jockey for position and push and shove with neither man moving. Dropping to their knees as their pushing and shoving gets nowhere, Rodgers finds something extra and overpowers Malachi and pushes him into the corner, where Malachi struggles to get Rodgers out of his face as the ref moves in and counts and gets to three before Rodgers slowly back offs as Kwan cheers him on.

Simone: Rodgers climbs into the ring, as He and Malachi get the action going between them, as they circle the ring and lock up where they jockey for position.

Adams: Neither man seems to be budging, but Rodgers eventually find that extra power and overpowers Malachi into the corner.

Rodgers continues to back away as Malachi moves out of the corner, as he and Rodgers once more lock up and jockey for position and again neither man gets anywhere and Malachi breaks the hold and grabs Rodgers arm and locks in a wrist lock and tweaks it a few times, as Rodgers grimaces in pain as he takes a moment before rolling forward breaking Malachi's hold before grabbing Malachi's leg and taking him down to the mat, where he holds one leg in his arms and pins the other foot down with a free foot. Malachi is quick to yank his foot away before twisting and turning as he attempts to use his momentum to flip himself back onto his feet. It doesn't work out too well and doesn't land well but recovers enough to style it out.

Adams: Both men continue to look to get the upper hand once more, as Malachi gets the upper hand briefly... but it's only brief as Rodgers switches it up and he loos to slow Malachi down but he counters and avoids what Rodgers had planned.

Malachi looks up at Rodgers as Rodgers says a few words, as Kwan and Madison look on and cheer. Malachi climbs back to his feet and they once more circle the ring before moving in once more and locking in a single hand, but Malachi quickly counters and wraps his arms around Rodgers waist before dragging him down to the mat. Malachi keeps his grip around Rodgers waist tight as Rodgers twists and adjusts himself into a seated position as Rodgers grabs Malachi's head before pushing himself up to his feet.

Simone: Malachi is back to his feet, as they circle the ring once more before getting the action going again as Malachi grabs Rodgers around the waist but Rodgers grabs Malachi's head and pushes himself to his feet.

Once to their feet, Rodgers grabs at Malachi's hands trying to break his hold but doesn't succeed and he brings an arm back and puts it against Malachi's neck and pushes down, which forces Malachi to break the hold and Rodgers counters into a headlock, but Malachi is quick to push Rodgers up against the ropes before pushing him away, where Rodgers bounces off the ropes and then shoulder blocks Malachi to the mat.

Adams: I feel these guys are not up to speed as yet, as Rodgers squirms free of Malachi's hold and then proceeds to shoulder block him.

Rodgers smirks a little, before turning and bouncing off the ropes as Malachi flattens himself to the mat, which Rodgers leaps over him and bounces off the ropes, as Malachi climbs back to his feet and leaps over Rodgers before rolling backwards as Rodgers dives over him as they both climb back to their feet as Rodgers takes a wild swing at Malachi who ducks and then grabs Rodgers hands sends him into the ropes but Rodgers quickly counters as grabs at Malachi's waist before bouncing off the ropes before leaping onto the other ropes and hitting a springboard moonsault sending Malachi down the mat.

Malachi sits up as he shakes his head, as Rodgers grabs his head and pulls him to his feet, where he grabs from him behind as he looks for the dragon suplex but Malachi quickly slips free as Rodgers turns Malachi hits a standing dropkick. Malachi then pops back up and follows up with double foot stomp.

Simone: Nice little flow there as Rodgers tries to get the upper hand but Malachi evades Rodgers as much as possible but can't avoid the springboard moonsault that flattens Malachi.

Adams: Malachi is a little stunned there as Rodgers tries for a dragon suplex but Malachi wriggles free and hits a standing dropkick and then a double foot stomp.

Malachi goes for a quick cover...

ONE!

TWO!

Kwan rushes in and breaks the pin, as Madison climbs into the ring and makes a beeline to Kwan and spins her around and they begin to brawl, as the ref quickly moves in and splits both women apart from their brawl and send them back to their corners. Malachi climbs back to his feet as he looks at Madison who reaches out for pin and proceeds to tag her in as he grabs Rodgers hand and drags him to his corner as Kwan reluctantly tag herself in.

Adams: Malachi goes for a cover but Kwan interjects herself and breaks the pin, which could be a big mistake, as Madison comes in and they have a short brawl before being forced to return their corners. But Malachi sees that Madison wants back in and tags her in.

Simone: Good plan from Malachi there as he drags Rodgers to his corner and Kwan has to come in.

As Kwan climbs into ring but Madison rushes in and grabs Kwan by the hair and drags her to the centre of the ring but Kwan surprises Madison with an elbow to the face, which Madison stumbles backwards but Kwan moves in and drives in a knee to the stomach of Madison who then drops to a single knee. Kwan goes to follow up with a superkick but Madison grabs Kwan's foot and shoves it away.

Simone: Madison and Kwan proceed to battle it out, as Kwan momentarily gets the upper hand but Madison fights back as the best she can.

Kwan stumbles back as Madison climbs to her feet sucking in as much air as possible, Kwan moves forward and goes for a spinning roundhouse kick but Madison ducks as she tackles Kwan to the mat and unleashes a flurry of lefts and rights as Kwan tries to cover up as much as possible as Madison quickly climbs off her, where she grabs Kwan and pulls her up to feet but she hits a European uppercut and quickly follows up with a kick to the knee and then a hurricanrana.

Adams: That is the move she calls Bella Aube.

Madison then climbs to her feet and grabs Kwa, where she sets up and locks in the Bella Notte (PTO). Kwan has nowhere to go and no option but to tap out.

Simone: Kwan taps out.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match via submission Bella Madison and Malachi.

There music hits over the p.a as Malachi enters back into the ring and helps Madison to her feet and they celebrate their second chance.




Pussy: So Mark...what exactly have you been doing since Blast from the Past?

The Dragon: Well Pussy, I've been getting stronger...

We cut to a scene of Mark "The Dragon" Cross bench-pressing the newest ring announcer Darlyn Fajardo in the hotel gym.

The Dragon: Faster...

We cut to the hotel gym again. Mark "The Dragon" Cross is on the treadmill, with Valentina standing nearby manning the controls. He waves his hand in an upward motion, asking her to increase the speed again, then again, then again. Val takes it upon herself to continue increasing speed, even without a hand signal, and the panic begins to set in as "The Dragon" soon finds himself in a full-pelt sprint. He maintains for a short period before stumbling, hitting the belt hip-first as he catapults out of shot.

The Dragon: Smarter...

We cut to a new scene. Mark "The Dragon" Cross is seated around the pool, reading a book. The cover reveals that he is reading Tim Grover's "Relentless". As he spots the camera, he smiles broadly, taking off his reading glasses.

The Dragon: And unlike my opponent, drinking sensibly...

Mark "The Dragon" Cross stares down a two-litre bottle of water. Chants of "CHUG, CHUG, CHUG" from out of shot ring out as he unscrews the top and proceeds to do exactly that, polishing off the whole thing in one sitting.

The Dragon: Oh, and I learned the solo to Sweet Child O' Mine on guitar, but we don't need to talk about that.

Pussy: Ohhhhkay. Anything else?

The Dragon: Nope. Any other questions?

Pussy: I think...it was better when you stayed away.

The Dragon: My thoughts exactly! But O'Malley will have another bitch fit.




KING FOR THE DAY LADDER MATCH
Winner gets gets booking power for an episode of Climax Control

Finn Whelan vs Senor Vinnie vs Lachlan Kane vs Jack Washington vs O'Malley vs Stephen Callaway




Video feed changes...

Inside of an empty gym, the lights turned down low save for a single overhead light, the spotlight a soft, blue hue and a smoke (or fog) drifting from the floor up. The six-sided ring in the center of the gym floor is encased by a wire-mesh steel cage. And inside of that cage, a man is pacing around like a lion stalking its prey.

Or ... a wolf.

"Stoner" Scott Oliver: Sin City Wrestling was established in 2011 in Las Vegas, Nevada, and this promotion ran by "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward and Christian Underwood immediately established itself as a promotion of firsts. They are one of the first co-ed wrestling promotions that made certain that both their male and female stars were booked on equal standing. Unlike other promotions, the women in SCW often Main Evented shows, and for every male championship title, their was also a female version equal to it.

Video footage from 2018 ...

The referee raises the arms of Fenris and Courtney Pierce after they won the finals of the 2018 Blast From the Past Memorial Tournament.

"Stoner" Scott Oliver: SCW is also the first wrestling promotion to establish an annual mixed tag team tournament, honoring the stars that paved the way for this current and future generations.

Fenris: When I first came to SCW, I was making noise because I was the first legit MMA fighter in SCW history that got signed to the company. Their first-cross promotional sports figure, and they used it to market me. Gabriel and Odette Stevens used it to hype their newest student, 'the White Wolf.' And I used it, to help build on my reputation and to let the men that I would be getting inside of the ring with know; that I wasn't just a trained professional wrestler. Trained at the best school in the business, by the best trainers. I was also a man that was trained to fight, legit fight.

In the gym, fingers grip the wire of the cage and the face of "the White Wolf" Fenris leans in closely, staring hard into the camera with little to no trace of emotion on his face.

Fenris: I let them know that if they wanted to wrestle me, I would take them down to the mat and twist their body into a knot until either something broke that wasn't supposed to, or they gave up and submitted. Whichever came first! But I was also trained by the best in professional MMA; Maksym Petrov. Gabriel and Odette took everything he taught me, and turned me into a hybrid fighter. And I wouldn't just wrestle you. I could fight you as well! I could, and have, taken men twice my size down to that mat.

Fenris sits in the studio and holds a hand up and counts off on three fingers.

Fenris: Odette. Maksym. They are the three responsible for making me the warrior that I am today.

"Stoner" Scott Oliver: But you have never gone to the air? Come off the top rope ... thrown even a single dropkick.

Fenris shakes his head in the negative, but kept his mouth shut tight.

"Stoner" Scott Oliver: Why?

Fenris: Because I didn't need to! Hey, if someone wants to risk breaking their (BEEP)ing neck, jumping off the top rope or diving out of the ring, fine! That's on them! But I've sat back and watched HOW MANY TIMES, someone make that so-called death defying move off the top and either miss or it cost them. I said it from the very beginning when I set foot in the GO Gym, and I'll say it now. I. Don't. Need. To!

Inside of the cage, Fenris lashes out with lefts and rights, his fists bound in MMA regulation gloves.

Fenris: I've proven that since day one. And you know, the moment that Gabriel and Odette started the hype machine, wouldn't you know all these people in SCW immediately came out of the woodwork and started saying shit like, "Oh hey! I'm an MMA fighter too!" Guys like that bitch, Quinton Cross!

"Stoner" Scott Oliver: And you didn't believe him?

Fenris throws back onto his seat and looks extremely annoyed.

Fenris: NOBODY believed him because he was full of s**t! Just because you might know how to box or throw down, or trained in one martial art or another... that does not make you an MMA fighter! And fighting in some underground bulls**t sure as hell, does not make you an MMA fighter! You dedicate yourself! You train! But when I signed, and all these guys heard there was an actual PROFESSIONAL MMA champion coming in ... it was like guys like Cross just wanted to share some of that spotlight and call themselves MMA fighters as well! It wasn't until a year later that we got another actual professional signed!

"Stoner" Scott Oliver: You're speaking about Jake Raab.

Fenris nods.

Fenris: And I'm not going to be like some of these other guys who take the piss with Jake, or talk s**t about him on social media, knowing he's not on there to defend himself! Don't get me wrong; I respect the f**k out of men like Austin James Mercer and Griffin Hawkins, but those two laid it on Jake the hardest -- until Ben Jordan stepped in and shot them down! We lost enough this week due to cyber bullying. And that's all that is that was being done to Jake; cyber bullying.

"Stoner" Scott Oliver: And now you issued the open challenge, and Jake answered but not in the way you expected.

Fenris: Jake was the ONLY man who answered my challenge which should tell everyone all they need to know about the man! I've been in the ring with Raab when I was the champion, and to date he is still the only man that ever made me bleed like that! I won, but he made me earn that win!

In the smokey cage, Fenris drops low at the waist and pivots on one foot, swinging a blind roundhouse kick...

"Stoner" Scott Oliver: And now, thanks to your open challenge and Jake Raab's acceptance, SCW is going to have another first; their first sanctioned Mixed Martial Arts fight!

To this, Fenris breaks into a genuine smile and nods.

Fenris: And I can not wait! SCU has had some MMA fights that I've judged on, but this is the first for SCW. Not a wrestling match. Not a Lion's Den. An honest to god MMA fight between the two baddest mother f**kers SCW has! Two MMA professionals turned wrestlers, going back to their roots and just busting ass! That's what is is. That's what it is going to be. And truth? I can not wait!

Again, Fenris's face stares into the camera through the cage as the screen fades to black.




Backstage, Haylie Jo "Halo" Annis stands in a fighter's stance, MMA gloves on her hands. Holding the sparring mitts for her is her mother-in-law, Seleana Zdunich.

Seleana Zdunich: Ja! Harder, come on, stick and move... ja?

Halo nods and snaps off a one-two combination.

Seleana Zdunich: Ja, that was good. Do again!

Halo does as she's told and turns it into a one-two-three combination.

Seleana Zdunich: Ja, give it to me!

At that moment we are able to see the likes of Every Man's Fantasy Crystal Zdunich and Zelda Knite walking into the scene. Both of them are clad in their matching EMF hoodies as Crystal chuckles looking at her wife.

Crystal Zdunich: I do that every night... No need to say that on live television.

Zelda smirks as she looks at Seleana a cat call.

Zelda Knite: Keep your sexual life off of television please, and also who is this tall drink of water?!

Crystal Zdunich: She is NOT a drink of water Z... She's sweet... My candy, my Swedish fishy!

Zelda Knite: Like GROSS... Swedish fishes are disgusting unless they are assorted flavour

Crystal Zdunich: Well to be fair Seleana tastes different every....

Zelda Knite: I DON'T NEED TO HEAR THAT CRYSTAL!

Halo tries not to laugh even while looking mildly annoyed at the interruption.

Halo: Y'all enjoyin' yourselves or y'all here to help get ready for stuff for later?

Seleana nods pointedly to Halo.

Seleana Zdunich: Focus, you have to be ready for Kelli Torres tonight!

Crystal however grabs Seleana as she plants a passionate kiss on her lips. Leaving some of her lip gloss on Seleana's lips.

Crystal Zdunich: See... Tastes like cherry today.

Zelda Knite: NOBODY CARES CRYSTAL GOSH!!! Anyway we need to use our ugly stamps on somebody. Maybe spray paint EMF somewhere!

Halo pauses and just looks at Zelda.

Halo: Use y'all's what? I swear, if y'all about to start to sound like Angel Kash and Melissa Ruin, I'm knockin' you out on general fuckin' principle!

Seleana pats Halo on the shoulder.

Seleana Zdunich: Det ar okej, det ar okej, det finns ingen ko pa isen!

Crystal Zdunich: Ugly stamp we kind of well...

Zelda seems confused as she looks at Halo.

Zelda Knite: Your daughter-in-law and daughter are basically the second coming of us. I mean I am the southern Texan and your daughter is the upscale socialite... We did it first!

Crystal Zdunich: But we did it better!

Zelda Knite: And I bet just like us... Halo is the better wrestler of the two. Isn't that right Halo?!

Crystal looks at Halo shaking her head.

Crystal Zdunich: Don't you even answer that!

Halo: Does that mean y'all went cruisin then jumped in the back and knocked out the ol' dirty too?

Crystal Zdunich: Like ewww that's my best friend I would never!

Zelda Knite: Yeah what do you take us for?!

Seleana shrugs.

Seleana Zdunich: So what are your plans for this evening? Are you keen to find a fight then?

Crystal nods her head looking at Seleana.

Crystal Zdunich: Of course I am you and me.... One on one in the hotel room and I am totes going to beat you Mrs. Zdunich!

Crystal acts tough pointing right at Seleana.

Zelda Knite: Yeah so you better bring it!

Seleana points at Zelda, smirking playfully.

Seleana Zdunich: Did she not just tell you not to talk about that on camera?

Zelda sighs as she looks at Seleana.

Zelda Knite: Touche... Come on Crystal let's go raid catering...

Crystal nods her head to her best friend as they walk away.




We cut backstage to see a smiling Roxi Johnson as she walks through the hallways. She waves says hello to several the backstage workers and crew. She finally round a bend and continues, until there is a loud, violent whack. The sound of a steel chair, striking the wall. Roxi turns around startled for a brief moment until it is revealed that Amber Ryan is behind her, holding the chair and slyly smiling.

Amber: I hope I have your attention.

Roxi's eyes narrow, clenching her fists as she stares at Amber, ready for any sudden movements. Amber moves forward holding the chair in her hands and studying the damage the chair took from wall.

Amber: You know, you should really mind your surroundings. Accidents happen after all... Just like that.

Amber snaps her fingers to emphasize the point.

Roxi: You would take a cheap shot at me.

Amber: Would I? You think so poorly of me...

Roxi: If you wanted to fight, all you had to do was ask.

Amber just shakes her head, and places the chair on the ground, holding her hands up in a mock surrender.

Amber: Oh no. Not just yet, hero. It happens, when I say it happens.

Roxi relaxes just a bit, unclenching her fists, but keeping a reactionary distance.

Amber: I told you last week, the clock was ticking... However that's no reason to rush to the end of the story.

Roxi: So we're playing that game, are we?

Amber: Oh yes. Of course we are... This has to be worth the wait and wait we have. You've still got some time left on the clock, hero. But, soon enough, time is going to run out. Could be tonight, could be next week, hell, it could be months from now. You just... never know.

Roxi takes a step forward, still piecing a hole through Amber.

Roxi: Bigger, stronger & tougher have tried Amber. And I'm still here.

Amber only smiles. She looks at her watch on her wrist.

Amber: That they have. Tick. Tock.

Amber points at her watch, as she back away, before turning completely around and disappearing from view. Roxi holds her gaze on Amber direction, before slowly turning herself to walk in the opposite direction as we go elsewhere.




Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control! Coming up next, we have non-title action as the Bombshell Roulette Champion Candy takes on Keira Fisher.

Adams: Keira requested this match as a warm-up for her match at Into the Void but Candy can treat this as her own warm-up for the title defense against Violet Amelia Holt at the same PPV, either way both women have a lot to gain by winning this match!

Simone: This should be a hell of a match, let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a non-title match!

The lights dim as pink fog starts to take over the entrance ramp. "Pour Some Sugar On Me" by Def Leppard begins to play over the speakers as the lights brighten up. Pink pyro begins to cascade down from the tron as Candy comes bouncing out holding Fluffy.

Justin: Introducing first, from Miami Beach, Florida, she is the reigning SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion, Candy!

She skips her way down to the ring. Outside the ring, she hands Fluffy to stagehand before getting in the ring and bouncing around some more.

Simone: Candy has been on a roll since she took the title from Sam Marlowe at the beginning of the year including making it to the Semi-Finals of the Blast from the Past Tournament!

Adams: Her last defense was against Mercedes Vargas in a Cage Match and tonight she faces someone who is on Mercedes' level!

Justin: And her opponent!

"Like a Phoenix" begins to slowly play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring.

Justin: From Mami, Florida and representing Team Hero, Keira Fisher!

She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for the match to start.

Simone: We have a clash of the Miami natives here,

Adams: Only thing missing is Jessie Salco, but she was in action earlier.

Once Jacob goes over the rules with Candy and Keira, they share a handshake and Jacob signals for the bell.

Simone: I thought Candy's match against Mercedes was her biggest challenge to date but this match against Keira might just top that!

Adams: If we're counting non-title matches then I think her match against Alicia Lukas tops them all!

DING DING DING!

Once the bell rings Keira and Candy circle each other for a few seconds before they lock up in the middle of the ring, Candy takes the early advantage with an Arm Wringer on Keira but Keira flips out of it and sweeps Candy's legs before she goes for a cover, Jacob doesn't even get a one count before Candy kicks out of the pin attempt and both women get back to their feet before they both attempt a dropkick at the same time, they get back to their feet at a standoff and the crowd applauds their efforts.

Simone: Great athleticism on display from both Candy and Keira in the opening moments of the match.

Adams: But neither of them have the advantage and this would be an ideal time to grab it!

Keira apparently heard Jason as she bulrushes Candy, but the champ sidesteps Keira and sends her into the ropes, however Keira leaps up to the middle rope and hits Candy with a Springboard Cutter that drives the Brunette Bombshell down to the matt! Keira rolls Candy onto her back and goes for the first proper pin of the match.

ONE!

TWO!

And Candy gets the shoulder up.

Simone: Keira's veteran instincts shone through there.

Keira doesn't let up as she grabs Candy's legs and locks in a Sharpshooter! Jacob gets into position and asks Candy if she wants to quit but Candy refuses adamantly and tries to fight out of the submission hold, failing that Candy instead opts to crawl her way to the ring ropes and force a rope break and despite Keira's best efforts Candy manages to reach the ring ropes prompting Jacob to force Keira to let go, rather than let up Keira drags Candy back to the center of the ring to try again but gets Monkey Flipped instead.

Simone: Keira's proficiency with submissions has Candy in a bind here.

Adams: And that's good news for Violet!

Candy rolls back to her feet and Keira gets up to her knees before Candy blasts her in the face with a Shining Wizard! Candy goes for her first pin of the match.

ONE!

TWO!

And Keira gets the shoulder up! Candy is favoring her back from the Sharpshooter, but Candy doesn't let that stop her as she climbs up to the top rope and starts measuring Keira up, possibly for the Gumdrop, but Keira rolls out of the ring rather than fall into that trap! Candy instead prompts to turn around and hit Keira with a drive off the top rope to the outside wiping out both women as Jacob restarts his count at one.

Simone: It looked like Candy was going for the Gumdrop, but Keira had it scouted.

Adams: Most of Candy's defenses have ended with the Gumdrop, it would've been difficult for Keira not to scout it!

Jacob's count reaches five before Candy gets back to her feet and rolls Keira back in, Candy goes back to the top rope for another attempt at the Gumdrop, but this time Keira counters it with a German Suplex that Keira bridges for a pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

And Candy barely gets the shoulder up in time.

Simone: One more second and Keira would've defeated Candy!

Adams: And since she's the Roulette Champion that begs the question, what would that have meant for the Bombshell Roulette Division?

Keira looks up at Jacob in disbelief but Jacob maintains that his count was fair and that Candy kicked out in time before ordering her to continue the match and Keira does so, picking up Candy and going for a Powerbomb but Candy reverses it into a Hurricanrana that she holds onto for the pin on Keira!

ONE!

TWO!

And Keira reverses it into a pin of her own.

ONE!

TWO!

And Candy reverses that into a pin of her own.

ONE!

TWO!

And now Keira reverses it but not into a pin, instead powering up Candy and driving her down into a Powerbomb which she holds onto for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Candy kicks out.

Simone: Well, Keira and Candy just made Jacob work for his paycheck.

Adams: That's provably the best workout he's had since the outbreak started!

Keira is clearly getting frustrated as she pounds the matt in frustration before she heads up to the top rope and waits for Candy to get back to her feet, when Candy does get to her feet Keira goes for a cross body but Candy ducks down at the last second causing Keira to crash and burn to the matt below! Keira clutches her stomach in pain before Candy picks her up and nails her with a Bridging Fisherman's Suplex! Candy holds on for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Keira barely manages to get the shoulder up!

Simone: How is Keira still in this match after that missed Crossbody and Fisherman's Suplex!?

Adams: I don't know but it's clear that Candy's thinking the same thing!

Candy gets back to her feet first and waits for Keira to get back to hers, when Keira does get back to her feet Candy goes for a Hurricanrana, but Keira blocks it and pushes her off before nailing the Roulette Champion with a Superkick! Rather than go for a pin right away Keira motions that she's ready to end the match.

Simone: Keira's going for the Seven Sins!

Adams: If she hits this it's lights out for Candy!

Keira goes for the kick but Candy blocks it, sweeps Keira's other leg and locks in a painful looking submission,

Simone: Candy calls this The Sweet Tooth!

Adams: I don't think Keira likes the taste!

Jacob gets into position and Keira tries to fight the submission, however it becomes apparent that Keira has nowhere to go and she taps out!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner by Submission, Candy!

Simone: Candy picks up a huge win going into her title match at Into the Void!

Adams: And If were Violet, I'd be worried!

Candy lets go off the hold and celebrates her win whilst Jacob checks on Keira.




WORLD MIXED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Wolfslair (c) vs Trenton Tigers vs Malachi and Bella Madison




The camera's vision goes backstage, to see Evie Jordan stretching out before her match up with Alicia Lukas that is coming up soon. As Evie has her back to the camera she is unaware that the vision is on her, she is stretching out her arms as she has one bent back, her fingers wide spread as she plants her hand in the middle of her shoulder blades while her left arm is dragging back on her elbow increasing the stretch.

Adams: There's Evie JORDAN!

Simone: Can you please stop screaming people's last names, or you're going to put Justin out of a job.

Adams: My bad... sorry Justin.

The cameras pan in closer, and Evie can sense she is being watched. The raven head Aussie turns around on the balls of her feet. Her pristine white teeth compress together as if she is snarling at someone for being so close to her. Without even thinking she lashes out at them with no remorse.

Evie: For the seventh fucking time... I said FUCK OFF... Pussy...

The cameras pan back to see that there is a blonde in the hallway, but it isn't world famous reporter Pussy Willow... it's Alicia Lukas.

Adams: Oh no.

Alicia smirks towards Evie.

Alicia: Jesus, no wonder why everything thinks you're an asshole.

Alicia chuckles to herself, looking at Evie whose attention hasn't shifted from her opponent for tonight's edition of Climax Control.

Adams: This isn't going to end well.

Evie takes a step up towards Alicia, not losing any ground between them as they stare off.

Evie: Luckily for me, I don't give two fucks what anyone thinks of me.

Both females stare a smile, as they both had the same careless attitude when it came to what people think. Alicia takes a step towards Evie a confident smile plastered on her face as she looks her up and down.

Evie: Can I help you?

Evie lashed out with her words are she mirrored Alicia, not giving her an inch but no provoking her either as the two engage in an intense stare down.

Adams: This has dream match and dream tag team written all over it.

Simone: Lucky for us we get to see the former later here tonight, on the Stay at Home edition of Climax Control.

Alicia: I just saw you here and thought to myself, you know, it's rare to talk to your opponent before a match. And normally, I wouldn't. I wouldn't bother to come over here and say a damn thing to ninety percent of my opponents. But, the thing is you're one of those women in SCW where I can't say with any type of certainty that I'll beat. No matter who wins here you're next up for a shot at the title and Andreaq...ain't know joke, she took me to my limits last year....But I also know you're damn good in that ring...so I just wanted to say...good luck Evie...

Alicia holds her hand out for a handshake.

Adams: Whoa...that...that's rare...

Simone: Shut up...don't ruin the moment Jason...

Evie looks down at Alicia's outstretched hand, a smug smirk beaming over her face.

Evie: I don't believe in luck.

It looks as if Evie is going to snub Alicia off as she looks from her hand up to her face before back to Alicia's outstretched hand.

Evie: Let's tear the fucking house down, yeah?

The two females exchange a handshake, shocking all the viewers at home. As they part from their show of respect. Alicia goes to walk off but Evie speaks out again, stealing her attention.

Evie: Break a leg out there.

The Aussie shamelessly winked, causing Alicia to smirk at her and soon enough the camera shifted back to ringside to show a shocked Jason.




The camera switches backstage to where SCW World Heavyweight champion Ben Jordan is sitting in a locker room, his championship belt on his lap.

Ben: Alright people!

Ben smiles as he looks into the camera.

Ben: This is it, the stay home show, decent name for it and a bloody good message for you all at home. Stay home, save lives. Tonight is the last chance we all get to come out here at an actually SCW show, and talk about things, a time to talk about what you will be doing in just two weeks time. That time has gone fast, it seemed like only yesterday that me and Eves were celebrating her second Blast From The Past win, felt like only yesterday I knew that if I got through this cycle, there was just one man gonna be standing in that ring against me, felt like yesterday that Gianni Di Luca named this bloke right here the number one contender to Sin City Underground, Underground championship and it felt like yesterday that I was in a ring with you Mark Cross.

Ben looks at the belt on his lap.

Ben: It was a week ago, but it felt like yesterday.

Ben winks.

Ben: Last week, I got to see what Eves had got to see for months, just how good Mark Cross is in the ring, I got to see it through her eyes, because she help drag him to this point. I ain't gonna lie Crossy, I was seriously impressed. I know you have your detractors in a bloke with a spray painted gold piece of plastic, but I got to see how good you were in that ring. I guess you can say you got to see me up close and personal too in there, but I learned a lot from that match.

Ben leans back on the bench.

Ben: I put something in that head of yours without you knowing, but I think it'll stick there a little bit. When I had scrappy doo locked in that crossface, my eyes were on you, they never left you, because I wanted to show you there and then, that those yells coming from scrappy, could be coming from you in just two weeks. I wanted you to know that when that is locked in, there is nowhere else to go, nowhere else to be. It's just you wrapped up like a Christmas present in that ring.

He lifts the title belt up.

Ben: And you'll know at that point that this bad boy will never be in your possession. This bad boy will be coming back with me, but I do wanna set your mind at ease about something.

Ben lowers the belt.

Ben: Later tonight, I gotta run myself back to the hotel where I need to pull on the stripes. Now I know the thoughts going through people's minds here, because I have the chance to make it easier for myself at Into The Void IX. I have the chance to influence to one match for me at that show, or two. People ain't dumb, they know I could mess with Scooby and take the one match, or I could mess with you, just to give me a mental edge, but I'm telling you straight up, I couldn't give a monkey's who wins later, I'm just there to count the three. I'm just there to raise the winners hand, nothing more, nothing less, but in two weeks time, I gotta put you on the list of those Blast From The Past winners who couldn't step up.

Ben stands up.

Ben: It's nothing personal Crossy, you're a top bloke, but I got the champions heart and I'll do whatever I can to keep this belt. Now, I better get my skates on, got my missus match to watch next, then I got a match to referee.

Ben winks down the camera.

Ben: Laters people.

Ben walks off camera.




The video screen lights up and we're shown into the Saxon Hotel and Suites, not only where the employees of SCW, SCU and GRIME have been staying, but the location where tonight's 60th episode of Underground will be taking place. Cross federation superstar, and SCU Golden Briefcase Holder, O'Malley is seen standing with his lady love, Darcy.

Darcy: Such a shame that O'Malley can not be at the Staggs Dungeon for the big "Stay Home" show before Into The Void. But, alas, certain things on Underground deserve more of his attention. It's a little disappointing that he was not booked on either show, but that's nothing we're going to waste any tears on. Because plans must continue.

O'Malley stares into the camera with a dark look in his eyes. Darcy doesn't look to him yet, but stands loyally by his side as she continues speaking.

Darcy: You see, while we may be here in The Saxon Hotel and Suites, we're also watching Climax Control very closely and waiting for word of the complete match lineup for Into The Void IX. Things have been rather quiet for O'Malley, but we won't just stand by and let that continue. He has goals to achieve and if the bosses refuse to utilize him as he should be utilized, then action will need to be taken. That is the only warning we will issue.

Darcy now turns and looks at O'Malley, smiling proudly as she looks down at the briefcase in his hand.

Darcy: As for Episode 60 of Underground later tonight? Well, we'll have an even closer watch on the main event. Because current Underground champion Mark Cross, the man who claims to be trying to unify the divisions, is defending against Father Gerald. With Saint Ben Jordan as the special referee. Again disappointing that O'Malley wasn't even so much as mentioned despite the fact he holds the briefcase, but that will be forgiven. What won't, however, is the lies Mark Cross is spewing.

Darcy turns her attention back to the camera as O'Malley's eyes get darker and more dangerous looking.

Darcy: Where has Mark Cross been on SCW shows this entire last month, hmm? He has had absolutely nothing to say about his big upcoming match against Ben Jordan, yet he claims to be trying to unify the divisions? Just who are you trying to prove, Mr. Cross? Because we certainly don't believe it.

O'Malley rolls his shoulders, trying to clear the tension out of them.

Darcy: But that's fine. Let Mr. Cross believe what he wants to believe. If he truly feels like he is attempting to unify the divisions, we can't change his beliefs. But we can expose him for the liar that he is. And we can sit back and watch as others defeat him, because that...that is Mark Cross' true fate. And the fact remains that had he not been paired with Evie Jordan...he wouldn't have even won the tournament to begin with.

Darcy moves so she is standing behind O'Malley, still looking into the camera. She places her hands on his shoulders and starts massaging them, putting him at ease.

Darcy: Your time in the spotlight is coming to an end, Mark Cross. And that...is just something you'll have to accept sooner or later. Have a good night, everyone...

Darcy laughs as she stares into the camera and continues to massage O'Malley's shoulders. O'Malley closes his eyes and relaxes even further as the scene fades out.




The cameras whirl back around and focus on the top of stage before the lights cut off leaving the arena in darkness. The creepy and spine tickling sounds of an electric guitar come to life over the personal address system followed by a deep heavy drum beat. As "Anthem of the Year 2000" by SilverChair hits, the stage area dimly lights up glowing red. The lights continue to gradually get brighter to expose Evie Baang standing in the middle of the runway with her back to the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Victor Harbour, South Australia... Evieeee Baaaang.

Evie turns around slowly and keeps her hoodie over her head before she makes her way down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans as her focus is on the ring in front of her. She slowly walks up the steal steps before stepping into the ring while the lighting gradually returns to normal. Evie walks around the ring pulling on the ropes getting ready for her match while her song slowly dies down to nothing.

Justin: And her opponent from Atlanta Georgia... Alicia Lukas!!!

"Wild Eyes" By Parkway drive hits as Alicia steps out with a black hoodie over her upper half with the hood up over her long blond hair. She makes her way down to the ring and runs up the steps before climbing the ropes on the outside, she flips the hood back before putting her arms out , she smiles at the crowd before leaping into the ring from the outside and taking off the hoodie

Simone: We definitely have a good one tonight between the number one contender and the longest reigning World Champion of all time.

Adams: Both will be looking for position in a match that will definitely be a classic!

Drew Patton is standing tall in the middle of the ring as he glances at both competitors. He looks at the time keeper and immediately calls for the bell. The bell sounds loudly all across the arena as this match is officially underway. Alicia just keeps her eyes locked on Evie Jordan who slowly emerges from out of the corner.

Simone: Here we go and this is definitely going to be an exciting match.

Simone: A clash between two former champions on a Climax Control. This could main event any Super card and we are getting it tonight!

DING DING DING!

Alicia walks to the center of the ring and it takes a bit but Evie finally meets Alicia in the center of the ring. Alicia smirks as she places one of her arms in the air wanting a test a strength but Evie doesn't bit for the show of respect. Instead she kicks Alicia as hard as she can in the gut forcing the Georgia native to double over in pain. Jordan follows up by grabbing one of Lukas' arms and bringing her to the mat with a twisting arm takedown. Alicia hits the mat with a thud. Alicia quickly gets up however and Evie follows up by grabbing Alicia from the front and sending her hard on her stomach with a front suplex. Alicia clutches at her chest in pain as Evie just smiles loving the pain she is causing.

Simone: Since the start of the match the challenger for the World title is in full control.

Adams: Alicia is going to have her work cut out for her if Evie keeps this up.

Evie smirks evilly as she tries to help Alicia up to her feet but Lukas is able to send a sharp elbow right to the gut of Jordan. Jordan grunts as she grabs at her stomach in pain and that's when Alicia follows up by delivering some stiff shoot kicks right at Evie's chest. Alicia nails them one after another as Evie just backs up from the pain she is enduring. Evie shakes it off as she rushes at Alicia but Lukas manages to drop Evie to the ground with a snapmare and follows up by driving a vicious kick right to the back of Jordan.

Simone: What a nice chain of moves by Alicia.

Adams: It was only a matter of time before she was going to fight her way out of the corner.

Simone: And now from the looks of it she seems to be in complete control.

Alicia smiles as she loves everything that she had just done. She doesn't hesitate as she grabs Evie up by the hair. She delivers a spinning heel kick right to Evie's midsection causing her to double over in pain and she follows up with some muay thai knees. Evie clutches at her chest in pain as she steps behind Jordan wrapping her arms around her waist. She delivers a german suplex rolls through and delivers another after another. After the fourth one she remains bridged for a pin fall as Drew Patton drops down to make a count.

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: Evie manages to roll through and break out of the pinning attempt.

Adams: Alicia is really bringing it to Evie with this chain wrestling. Jordan might have to rethink her strategy here!

Evie seems to be hurt as she rolls herself to the outside of the ring to recuperate a bit. She holds at her back and her chest but Alicia doesn't give her a moment to breathe as she quickly begins to bounce off of the ropes and on her way back she dives through the ropes looking for a suicide dive. Evie is able to see it coming and as Alicia dives through not only does Evie step out of the way but she manages to grab Lukas in midair and sends her head first right into the barricade. Alicia seems to be motionless as Evie smiles sliding right back into the ring.

Simone: Oh my God! Evie just sent Alicia head first into the barricade.

Adams: Her head is definitely rattling after something like that.

Evie can't help but smile as she begins to regain her composure in the ring and that is when Drew Patton takes the moment to start a count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Alicia finally begins to stir as she rises to her feet and just before a count of ten she manages to roll herself into the ring. However just like a vulture Evie goes on the assault. She drives boot after boot right to the skull of Alicia Lukas. She helps the Georgia native to her feet and pushes her to the corner. She lifts her up and delivers a very nasty spine buster right into the corner. Lukas' back hits it with a thud as she falls out of the corner landing right on her stomach against the mat. Evie grins not showing any remorse as she drives elbow drop after elbow drop right to the back of Alicia Lukas. With each drop Alicia lets out a sharp howling pain.

Simone: Evie is just decimating Alicia here.

Adams: I definitely would hate to be in Alicia's shoes with the way her back is being worked over!

Evie can't help but grin as she begins to climb to the top of the ropes. She looks down at Alicia and leaps off hoping to deliver a body splash right to the back of the Georgia native. Somehow however Alicia is able to sense it coming as she moves out of the way at the very last second causing Evie to hit the mat. Alicia struggles to her feet as Evie begins to stand up as well. Alicia grabs a hold of Evie by the head and she shakes her butt in her face before delivering a huge butt attack right to Jordan's face.

Simone: Butt attack!

Adams: I have to be honest. Alicia might very well have the best butt in SCW,

Evie falls back down to the mat as Alicia is standing tall. She clutches at her back for a moment before she looks down at Evie. As she moves her eyes back to the corner turnbuckle. She considers it but slowly begins to ascend to the top of the ropes. She smiles a bit as she is on the very top of the ropes and she leaps off of it with a frog splash but turns it into an elbow drop as she lands directly on the chest of Evie. Mrs. Jordan lets out a howling scream as Alicia crawl over throwing a hand over her for a pinning attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: Somehow someway Evie manages to kick out.

Adams: I honestly don't know how but these two are really trying to kill each other's backs.

Simone: Hopefully they both can make it to Into The Void.

With that in mind Alicia slowly begins to rise up as she can't believe that Evie was able to kick out of the move. She looks down at Evie as she helps her back up to her feet. She sets Evie up and looks to nial her with a tiger suplex but Jordan is able to fight back driving a sharp elbow right to the face of Alicia. Lukas is able to let go of the hold and Evie takes a moment to back away before running at full speed and sending Jordan to the mat with a sling blade. Evie rises up to her feet chuckling as she keeps her eyes on Lukas begging for her to get up. Alicia is back on her feet and it is at that moment that Evie lifts Alicia up and drives her back down to the mat with a side slam. Evie grins as she signals that the end is coming.

Simone: What a side slam and now Evie is calling for the finish here.

Adams: Will she be able to end it here.

Evie helps Alicia back up to her feet and lifts her up looking for her Toxic Maid. Alicia however is able to flip out of the move as she ends up on the opposite side of Jordan. Alicia sends a vicious kick backwards nailing Evie right in the gut. Jordan hurdles over in pain and it is at that moment when Alicia manages to grab Evie and lifts her upwards. She throws her up and sends a vicious knee right to her face.

Simone: GEORGIA DROP!!!

Adams: EVIE IS OUT BUT IS IT ENOUGH!!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner.... Alicia Lukas!

Simone: She did it!

Adams: Alicia Lukas just beat the number one contender... That definitely will push her in the right direction!!

Alicia smiles as Drew Patton raises her hands in the air as she grins. Evie rolls out of the ring as Alicia celebrates her win.

Simone: What a win for Lukas tonight.

Adams: That definitely gives her some momentum going into her match with Bobbie Dahl in two weeks.




A video appears on the screen as Violet Amelia Holt is standing in a semi lit room with her pinkish blonde hair tossed up into a sharp ponytail. The lower half of her face is covered with a bandanna as she looks sharply into the camera.

Violet pulls the mask down as she snarls a little.

Violet: Candy, you had best be ready for Into The Void. Cause if you are not ready then your night will be a nightmare. I'm done playing games. This time I stop the losing and I start winning. See you soon chump.

She growls before the video cuts out.




The cameras pan backstage, straight after Evie and Alicia's brutal one on one match. They are trying to keep up with Evie who pushes her way through the black curtains, walking with purpose. Ben is waiting for her just behind the curtains and the microphones quickly pick up on his voice.

Ben: I wouldn't worry too much. It's Alicia after all, Andrea can't take the mickey out of ya for this thing, she lost to Alicia too. To beat Alicia, is like scoring the winning goal in the World Cup final, it don't happen that often. Next time you face her, we'll get you more focused and you'll smash that ball in to the back of the net.

Evie just looks at her husband, the wind knocked out of her sails from the match. She tries her hardest to smile but he can tell her mind is else where. Pulling her into him, Ben tucks her under his left arm while he uses his right to dig deep into his pocket and pull out his mobile phone.

Evie: Any news?

Evie says just above a whisper, hopeful that there has been a miracle. Ben ducks his head down not knowing they are being watched. He doesn't say anything he just shows Evie his phone. A painful gasp leaves Evie's lips and before she could rush off Ben tucks her in closer to him.

Ben: Eves...

Before Ben can continue he sees the camera man behind him.

Ben: I'm going to have to ask you kindly to sod off.

The camera doesn't budge so Ben uncharacteristically he reaches out towards it shoving it away, blocking the camera from seeing anything else unfold.




For a moment, the camera is transfixed inside of the make-shift arena inside of the Staggs Dungeon. Moving through from the arena, the camera eventually finds itself transfixed on the ringside area. Built at the end of the entrance way is an archway completely filled with red,white, and blue balloons. On both sides of the arch, two American flags can be seen. Zooming out a bit more, the inside of the ring can be seen. On the inside of the six-sided ring, a unique setup can be seen. In the center of the ring, stands a wooden podium. In front of the podium hangs a sign that reads "Vanderbilt 2020: The Man, The Myth, The Maverick." Two similar, yet larger signs stand behind the podium; one on the left, and one on the right. The ring ropes that are in front of the podium are adorned with red, white, and blue streamers strung upon them. For a moment, the camera zooms in on the Vanderbilt sign on the podium. Once the sign has completely filled the screen, the camera slowly transitions over to the entrance way, where a middle-aged African-American man can be seen. The individual obviously has a certain swagger about him. Standing at the top of the entrance way, it can be seen very obviously that he is bad, only having a solid, thick, black mustache on his face. A smile gleaming from ear to ear, he begins to walk down to the ringside area. As he makes his way down to the ring, he looks out into the sea of wrestling talents. As he passes them, he reaches into the inside of his salmon-pink suit jacket. After a few moments of digging, he pulls out many little business cards and throws them into those standing to his left. Taking a few more steps, he digs once again and throws the business cards into those standing to his right.

Once he makes his way down to the entrance way, he looks up at the archway with a smile on his face. After passing through it, he turns around and admires it for a few more seconds. Then, he turns his attention over to the American flag to his right. He picks up his right hand, and places it over his heart. Admiring it for a moment, he puts his hand back down to his side before he begins to walk over to the ring stairs. Slowly, he walks up the stairs, taking his time to take the moment in. With the crowd still radio silent, he steps up to the ring apron. Looking out in the small crowd, the smile on his face is still firmly planted. He then steps into the ring and walks over to the podium in the center of the ring. Placing his hands onto the podium, he looks out into the camera that is now solely focused on him. Taking a moment, he takes in the brevity of the situation that he is in. Shaking his head, he lets out a soft chuckle.

"Ladies and gentleman, my name is Cornelius James Walker, and I am one of the last of an old breed of professional wrestling personalities."

Taking a moment, he looks into the crowd and once again Cornelius shakes his head.

Cornelius: "If you don't know who I am. Well, pay attention because the Sultan of Style is going to educate you youngsters. My career started in nineteen eighty-two. You see, back in those days, this business meant something. Back in my days, you couldn't just sit there on the Facebook and the Twitter and hope and pray that a company was going to be desperate enough to sign ya ass. That's not how things worked in my day. In my day, you had to fight and claw to get an opportunity. That's what I had to do, and that's what my ass did. So picture it, October twenty-second, nineteen eighty-two. I found my way into this business as a member of a ring crew. I was responsible for setting up, and taking down a wrestling ring. I traveled the United States pillar to post for practically nothing. From New Orleans, Louisiana to Nashville, Tennessee, I set up that ring. From Albany, New York to Omaha, Nebraska, I tore down that ring. I know a ring like the anatomy of a woman. I became the man, and I worked my ass off to be that man. It took three long years of blood, sweat, and tears. It took three years of hard work and dedication, but I made my way up and out of that ring crew. I was entrusted in the role of becoming a referee in this business. From Chicago, Illinois to Fort Lauderdale, Florida, I refereed some of the biggest matches in the last century of professional wrestling."

Taking some time to catch his breath, Cornelius reaches into this jacket pocket. After fumbling around for a moment, he pulls out a matching pink handkerchief. Quickly, he blotches his forehead which had started to perspire. After a few moments to regain his composure, he places the handkerchief down onto the podium and begins to speak once again.

Cornelius: "Four years of my professional career were spent counting down shoulders, but I wanted more. I knew, deep down, I deserved more. So, in nineteen ninety, I did what many thought I couldn't do. I applied for my manager's license, and I started a professional wrestling dynasty. After nearly nine years within the same organization, I went from setting up the ring to managing the masters of the ring. For the next seven years,I was the greatest professional-wrestling manager of all. I managed tag-team champions, women's world champions, and world heavyweight champions. Yet, something wasn't right. Brothers in arms, something wasn't right. This business, it changed seismically."

Almost immediately, Cornelius' demeanor changed. There was no longer a glimmer of a smile, but a serious and somber expression would befall his face.

Cornelius:"You see, I come from an era that took this business seriously. We didn't need to sit around and have carnival like antics in our matches. Nobody was sitting around acting like a bunch of god-damn clowns. Nobody was jumping off of twenty foot high ladders to perform some flippy-dippy-loopy bull-corn. The wrestler's that I managed were feared competitors who took this sport seriously. They didn't sit around and worry about who was screwing who. They worried about making sure that they were the best around. That's the professional wrestling that I remember. Now, I understand that things evolve, but not all evolution is for the better. So, after nearly two decades in this business, I took my ball and went home. I went back to my home in Trenton, New Jersey, and I had a vision. I had a vision that one day, professional wrestling would return to its apex. I had a vision that one day professional wrestling wouldn't be plagued by silly nonsense, and it would no longer continue down the road of becoming a carnival attraction."

Looking out into the crowd of. wrestlers, he shakes his head. Smacking his lips together for a moment, he begins to speak once again.

Cornelius: "So, with the help of two of my former clients, we started our own wrestling training facility. We taught the next generation to not make the mistakes that were happening in professional-wrestling that they were exposed to today. Now, we are a people of individual thought, and not all of my former students still prescribe to what we taught them, the right way to be a beast in this business. However, there was one. There was one who I truly believe in. There is one who holds that essence of what I believe, and many others believe, is the true way of professional wrestling. Ladies and gentlemen, I'm talking about Mason Alexander Vanderbilt. Now, Mister Vanderbilt may not be known to all of you. However, Mister Vanderbilt will be the greatest thing to hit Sin City Wrestling, possibly ever. Now, I know you all love your pageantry and theatrics, but that's not the way to go. This is a hardcore, cutthroat business. It takes a cutthroat style and individual to truly break a mold. You might all think risking life and limb to pull some Cirque du Soleil bull to win a match is the way to go , but that's only what you think. You see, this business has gone too far. My generation did not work as hard as we did for you all to come in and ruin what the competitors of my generation worked hard to make successful. I promise, I'm not some curmudgeon old bastard, I'm simply here to tell the truth. I believe in the vision that is going to be put forward by a true visionary. I believe in the vision that the Maverick is bringing forward. I believe in his vision so much, that I am here tonight to introduce to you, my protege. Ladies, gentlemen, and drag folk, I present to you; the President of Professional Wrestling, Mason... Alexander... Vanderbilt!"

The ring is shown house-lights dim, as silence befalls the arena. The camera transitions over to the stage where on the screen, images of traditional "Americana" can be seen. Beginning with shots of Times Square in New York City, the videos then transitions between skylines of some of America's most notable locations. The skylines of Miami, Chicago, San Francisco, Detroit, Houston, and New York City are shown. After a moment, much of the United States natural land forms are shown in a drone-style fly-over style. The Rocky Mountains, Grand Canyon, and Niagara Falls are just a few of the images shown in quick succession. Suddenly, the video transitions to a majestic valley, where a large American flag stands erect, flowing through the wind at the top of a hill. Suddenly, the imagery overtakes the screen on the feed of those watching around the world. At this moment, the word "MAVERICK" flies across the screen. At that moment, the sounds of Goodbye June's Man of the Moment fill the arena. With the camera transitioning back from the video feed to the live action in the arena, boos begin to fill the arena. Standing at the top of the ramp, wearing a suit stands a smiling Mason Alexander Vanderbilt.

The smile on the face of the self-proclaimed President of Professional Wrestling grows bigger. Throwing his arms into the air, the six foot five maverick begins to slowly move in a circle, allowing the crowd to rain down jeers at him. Finishing his rotation, he lets out a boisterously over-exaggerated laugh, before places his hands on the lapel of his suit jacket. Mason primps his lapels slightly, keeping his hands on them as he begins to walk towards the ring. Looking to his left, and then to his right. He can be seen mouthing words at the hostile audience. When he stands halfway down the entrance way, he removes his hands from his lapel, and heads towards the barricade on his right. Then, he extends his right hand out, and begins to shake hands with the fans. Though most are not receptive to this, he does manage to shake a few hands. Once he makes it to the ringside area, he turns his back to the ring. Letting his hands find their way towards his face, he kisses his index and middle fingers on both hands. Raising them up, he makes two peace signs as mouths the words "I love you all too" at the crowd who continue to rain down heavy jeers at the self-proclaimed "Mr. America". Looking over at the archway and flags,his smile beams even wider. After admiring the grandiosity of the set-up, he turns his back to it and immediately heads up to the stairs to enter the ring. Standing on the apron of the six-sided ring, he looks over at Cornelius. Backing away from the podium, Cornelius walks over to meet the MAV near the ropes. Sitting down on the middle rope, Cornelius opens up the ropes to allow the President to enter the ring. As Mason dips into the ring, he unbuttons his jacket, and quickly rebuttons it when he is standing in the ring. When Cornelius stands up from the rope, he and Mason simply look at each other with smiles on their faces. The two men embrace in a large bearhug as the small crowd is somewhat indifferent on what has transpired so far. As the two men finish their embrace, Mister Vanderbilt walks towards the podium. Taking some time to admire the signs that stand behind the podium, his smile widens more. Finally, he takes a step behind the podium and looks out into the crowd.

M.A.V: "Thank you, Cornelius, and thank you Sin City Wrestling for the warm welcome!"

As the crowd continues to show some moderate indifference, a few audible boos can be heard. As Mason looks out into the crowd, he firmly plants his right hand onto the wood of the podium.

M.A.V: "It's a tough, tough world to live in today. Now more than ever, there is uncertainty in the way in which we live our lives on a day-to-day basis. You don't have to watch CNN or Fox News to figure out that everything in the world is being affected by what is going on today. You simply don't have to look any further than Climax Control here tonight. Seeing shows filled with stars instead of fans has become an odd new normal for the wrestling industry. While we all miss our fans dearly, we do, as performers, what we have to do to put on a show for the entire world to enjoy. If I do say so myself, I believe that everyone in this building deserves a big round of applause!"

As Mason looks over at Cornelius, his mentor can be seen clapping towards the audience of wrestlers. There can be a few claps heard coming from the crowd as well. Mason nods before he continues to speak once again.

M.A.V: "You, ladies and gentlemen are amazing, there is no denying that. However, there are many, many disturbing things that happen in this business because of all of you. The stumbling blocks of the wrestling business come from performers like you. See, there are so many things that I truly believe are wrong with the way things are conducted in this six sided-ring. See, in my opinion, wrestling has always been at it's best, when competition is first and foremost."

As Mason surveys the crowd, it is clear to him that the wrestler's that are in the crowd are not going to take what he has to say kindly. He then looks over at Cornelius for a moment, before turning his attention back to the crowd.

M.A.V: "This company has some great talents, there is no denying that. I, however, believe that all of you lack a certain... je ne sais pas. I feel as if there are a lack of serious athletes. See, I grew up idolizing professional wrestlers of the past. I wished to be a wrestler in the vein of some of those that came before me. I looked up to those rough and tough individuals who put asses in the seats and their bodies on the line, without having to do things that simply are, to be quite frank, ridiculous."

Looking down at the podium for a moment, Mason lets out a soft laugh. After a moment, he picks his head up and begins to speak once again.

M.A.V:"Now, don't get me wrong, I understand that evolution is a good thing. This business has evolved, and of course that's a good thing. However, I do believe that there are certain things that simply are not it. You see, I am the definition of evolution. I'm an intelligent, good-looking, disciplined athlete. I spent five years in the United States Army. I found myself in a six-figure modeling contract that gave me the stepping stones to make many lucrative investments. I could have very well become anything that I wanted to be, and I chose to become a professional wrestler. I chose to train underneath Cornelius Walker, because he taught me what real wrestling is. I am not someone who is going to risk life and limb performing aerial assaults, I'm not a kamikaze. I am not someone who will introduce light-tubes and shards of glass into a match just so I can get a cheap thrill and forty seconds of fame with an audience that won't remember my name at the end of the night. I am, however, someone who has trained to be a proficient fighter in this ring. At the end of the day, I have trained for success. I have trained for success, whether you wrestler's in the crowd or the audience watching at home like it or not. I am Mason... Alexander... Vanderbilt, and I am the epitome of what a wrestler is supposed to be. It's obvious to me that you people need a savior. YOU people need to see the light and see what this business should be. That's why with the help of my campaign manager, Cornelius Vanderbilt, this is all possible. Tonight, my campaign for the Presidency of Professional Wrestling officially begins!"

As Mason looks out into the crowd, he is met with heavier jeers than he had received previously. Taking a moment to raise his eyebrows, he scoffs.

M.A.V: "Now, this isn't just a title that I want to give myself. No, I believe that being the President of Professional Wrestling truly means something. I believe that I have the power to change the way that this business is viewed. I believe that I have the integrity, the drive, and the talent, to make wrestling a household event once again. I believe that I have what it takes to be that man. Not only am I good-looking. Not only am I a great talker, but I have the physique and physical prowess to dominate. Whether you like it or not, I know what needs to be done in order for professional-wrestling to be saved. I fought for the greatest country in the world, the United States of America, and I will fight to return professional wrestling back to normalcy. Whether you all know it or not, you'll be thanking me for gracing Sin City Wrestling with my presence. Tonight, the pendulum shifts back in favor of what this business was always meant to be. Tonight, a real professional wrestler has arrived in the six-sided ring.I am the man, the myth, the Maverick. I am Mason... Alexander... Vanderbilt, and I approve this message."

After his proclamation, the sounds of Goodbye June's "Man Of The Moment" can be heard throughout the arena. Backing away from the podium, a smile beams from Mason Alexander Vanderbilt's face. He walks away from the podium and meets Cornelius who is clapping his hands steadily. Once he is done clapping, Cornelius reaches his left hand over and takes hold of Mason's wrist. In one solid motion, the two men's arms go up into the air in a celebratory fashion. With "Man Of The Moment" continuing to be heard, the two men drop their arms to their sides, and begin to exit the ring. As Cornelius begins to walk down the stairs, Mason jumps down off the apron of the six sided ring. The two men then walk side by side underneath the balloon archway as the scene fades out.




SINGLES MATCH
The debut of Mason Alexander Vanderbilt vs El Dark




Jasmine St. John stands inside of the ring, along with Justin Decent, ready to begin the final match of the evening.

Justin: The following contest is the Main Event of Climax Control, and it is the "Clash of the Champions" mixed tag team match!

Diamond and the Gem Stones begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does we are able to see the likes of the Gem Stones playing on a tron. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerging from the curtain with a microphone in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring cheers.

Justin: From London, England, she is the Bombshell Internet Champion -- Diamond Steele!

Kate smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more cheers. Diamond finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who cheers louder than before. She waves at them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for the match to begin.

Adams: 'Diamond' Steele? What happened to 'Kate?'

Simone: Do we really need to go over another name change?

Adams: It's truly, truly outrageous.

Justin: And her tag team partner...!

The lights kick out in the arena as a scream fades from soft to loud...

"KEEP YOUR HOPES UP HIGH, AND YOUR HEAD DOWN LOW!!!"

A sheet of sparks showers from the rafters and "All I Want" by A Day To Remember's chorus blares as a young man walks through and kneels whispering to himself as he kisses the inside of his wrist. Then he grabs his hood and flips it up screaming in excitement for the fans who are sending him nothing but love and energy...the second coming of The Russows...young Jack Russow has taken the stage.

Justin: From Brooklyn, New York, weighing two hundred and five pounds, he is the Roulette Champion -- Jack Russow!

Without wasting time he makes a beeline for the ring, slides under the rope, runs towards the opposite rope, handspring flips then corkscrews in midair landing on both knees with his arms outstretched smirking into the camera.

Adams: Jack Russow has bee one of the most exciting Superstars to come along in a loooong time!

Simone: And he did what so many others had failed to do when he dethroned Griffin Hawkins for that very same Roulette title.

Justin: And their opponents...!

The lights shut off as "United Divided" by Voodoo Johnson kicks in, as it builds different lights flash around the arena. As the song builds into the refrain and the guitars kick in a spotlight forms on the stage with Austin standing in the middle.

Justin: From Manhattan, New York, weighing two hundred and sixty five pounds, he is the Internet Champion -- Austin James Mercer!

He makes his way down to the ring before moving around to the steps, he makes his way up and walks across the apron before stepping between the ropes, he stands in the center of the ring as the music shuts off.

Simone: Austin has held that Internet title since February of this year, and he is on a collision course with "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart at Into the Void IX.

Adams: Hey, you got it right! You put the 'I' in front of the 'X' instead of the other way around! Mark was getting pretty annoyed changing those last week.

Simone: ... What are you talking about???

Justin: And his tag team partner...!

"Ultranumb" by Blue Stahli hits the venue's soundwaves. Andrea appears on the stage to some strong cheers from the crowd. She she acknowledges the positive reaction that she's getting as she makes her way toward the ring, completely focused on the task at hand.

Justin: From Sedona, Arizona, she is the World Bombshell Champion -- Andrea Hernandez!

She gets up to the ring apron and uses the top rope to slingshot herself into it, continuing to soak in the cheers she gets as she leans against the corner, confidently waiting for what comes next.

Simone: Andrea Hernandez realized a dream when she defeated Christina Rose for the World Championship, and she has successfully defended it ever since.

Adams: Yeah but how long can that hold out because in two weeks, she faces the Blast From the Past winner and former champ, Evie Jordan!

Simone: And Evie has proven time and again that she makes nothing easy for no opponent.

Adams: And it's going to be World Champion against Internet Champion to start!

Austin James Mercer and Jack Russow both step out to their respective corners, taking hold of the tag ropes as their partners ready to begin. Jasmine calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

And straight away, Kate and Andrea come from their corners, tense and ready to compete! They circle and lock up, and Andrea grabs Kate's arm and twists it into an extended wrist lock. Andrea wrenches her limb and kicks her leg out from under her, but Kate kips up back to her feet, only to get kicked back down a second time. Andrea maintains control of the Internet champion as she struggles back to her feet. Kate grabs the top rope with her free hand and back flips over, breaking the hold on her and countering it into her own overhead wrist lock.

Simone: Both Kate and Andrea are known for their high flying arsenal, but both are showing their technical wrestling chops as well.

Andrea counters, ducking back behind Kate into a hammerlock but Kate reverses it into her own hammerlock, wrenching her arm almost enough to touch the back of her own head. Andrea tries to roll over to break the hold -- but Kate rolls over right along with her to maintain it. Andrea then reaches back with her free arm and snapmares Kate over her shoulder, but Kate maintains the hold and brings Andrea over right along with her!

Adams: Wow, Kate isn't letting go of that arm. She wants to take it back to the Saxon Hotel with her!

This is when Andrea shows her reserve by walking right up the ropes and back flipping over Kate, landing on her feet behind her. Andrea grabs her in a rear waist lock and attempts a German suplex but Kate blocks it. Andrea then delivers a forearm to the back of her head, sending the Internet Champion stumbling into the far corner. Andrea strikes with a European uppercut, then she sends Kate into the neutral corner but Kate jumps up onto the top turnbuckle and springboards back with a high cross body -- only Andrea uses the momentum to roll through so she is on top for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Kate kicks out!

Kate sweeps Andrea's legs out from under her and jumps on top for her own cover!

ONE!

Andrea arches her back and slides out from beneath her!

Simone: Now that is what you call a pinfall escape!

Andrea swerves behind Kate for a schoolgirl roll up!

ONE!

TWO!

And Kate escapes, immediately trapping the World Champion in a cross arm breaker! Andrea kicks wildly until she reaches the ropes with her feet, causing Jasmine to call for the break! At first Kate refuses but as Jasmine counts...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Kate finally breaks the hold and she backs up and extends her hand, tagging in the Roulette Champion, Jack Russow, to which Andrea tags in her own partner, Austin James Mercer.

As Jack springs over the top rope and into the ring, Austin STEPS over the ropes to enter. The two young stallions circle the ring, Austin stoically and Jack a bundle of energy. They lock up and immediately Austin over powers Russow and throws him back into the corner!

Simone: Not the best way to start against Austin James Mercer.

Adams: There aren't very many men here in SCW that can over power the Internet Champion.

Jack slowly stands up, staring at Austin who hasn't taken his eyes from him. The pair of champions circle once again and are about to lock up a second time when Jack quickly ensnares him into a side headlock. Austin lifts Jack up to throw him off, but Russow lands on his feet behind Mercer and jumps, grabbing him right back into the side headlock.

Simone: Jack Russow is tenacious against a larger opponent. He's like a pit bull.

Adams: Mm, more like a Chihuahua fighting a pit bull.

This time Austin powers him off, throwing him into the ropes and when they collide in a shoulder block, the end result is predictable as Russow is knocked flat on his back! Jack kips up and Austin comes off the ropes! Jack tries to leapfrog over him but Austin catches him and delivers a Double A spine buster! He rolls right over Russow and hooks the inside leg!

ONE!

TWO!

Jack kicks out!

Simone: These guys aren't feeling each other out! Austin is going right for the win!

Adams: Of course they're not feeling each other up! Neither one swings that way-oh! You said OUT! Not UP! My bad!

Simone: Lord help me...

Austin pulls Jack into a seated position and swings several clubbing forearm blows around into his sternum! Austin then drags him roughly to his feet and biel tosses him the length of the entire ring!

Adams: This rough treatment is why Austin has dominated that Internet title!

Simone: He won't be able to do so with a man like "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart.

Austin Irish whips him into the ropes but Jack comes flying off with a dropkick, staggering the larger man! Austin glares at him and slaps his chest!

AJM: Come on!

Jack races off of the ropes and dropkicks him again! Again Mercer staggers back but remains on his feet!

AJM: COME ON!

Still he wants more and this time Jack delivers, flying off the ropes with a Slingblade, bringing Austin down right on the back of his head! Jack is right back on his feet and delivers a standing double foot stomp into Mercer's exposed midsection! Austin sits up by instinct and jack springs off of the ropes with a shining wizard knee strike!

Adams: I think Austin should think twice before asking for more from Jack here!

Simone: because lord is he getting it!

Jack covers him and hooks the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

Austin gets his shoulder up!

Adams: And Andrea's tagged herself back into the match!

Simone: Luckily Austin wad close enough to their corner for her to do so.

And the Bombshells were in the ring and right away, Andrea rushes Kate and dropkicks her to the mat! Andrea goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Kate reverses it and Andrea uses the ropes to back flip right into her with a flying back elbow! As Kate slowly rises to her hands and knees, Andrea comes off of the ropes again and this time with a spiked Hurricanrana! Andrea rolls here over into the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Kate kicks out!

Andrea sends her into the ropes and comes right in after her, but Kate brings up a boot right into her face! Kate hops onto the top turnbuckle and perches herself on Andrea's shoulders and rolls through with a Victory roll, hooking both legs!

ONE!

TWO!

Andrea kicks out!

Both Bombshells are on their feet but Kate doubles Andrea over with a spinning heel kick to the stomach. Kate then races into the ropes for a clothesline but as she comes off, Andrea takes her right down into a Fujiwara arm bar! Andrea applies TREMENDOUS pressure as Kate shakes her head, refusing to submit this match away! Kate struggles and reaches for the ropes! She uses her feet to push herself closer, but as she nears them, Andrea swerves and counters, exchanging this hold for a seated abdominal stretch!

Simone: And that is a reason why she is the World Champion right now!

But Kate uses her own experience to forcibly roll Andrea's own shoulders onto the canvas!

ONE!

TWO!

Andrea lets go of the hold to keep from being pinned!

Kate swings for a clothesline but Andrea ducks and grabs her from behind for a German suplex, but Kate drops through and delivers a mean Pele kick! Andrea staggers back, her lights seemingly out! Kate gets up and swings her legs out from under her, dropping her to her knees! Kate then starts delivering a hard number of "Yes" kicks straight into Andrea's sternum! KICK! YES! KICK! YES! KICK! YES! Kate then goes for one last kick -- but Andrea catches her boot and turns it into an ankle lock! Kate is screaming when she suddenly counters, somersaulting over and turning it into her own ankle lock! Andrea shouts in pain and struggles to reach the ropes, but gets relief instead when Austin reaches over the ropes and tags himself in!

Adams: That's ONE advantage to being as big as he is!

And Jack is right inside of the ring and rushes -- Austin brings up a big boot but jack rolls through to avoid it! Austin quickly turns around and right into a SUPERKICK! Austin staggers back, dazed -- and topples! Jack quickly races off of the ropes and right into Jumpin' Jack Flash aka Rebound Running Springboard Corkscrew Cannonball! Jack with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Kick out by Austin!

Simone: Good god that was close!

Jack is wide eyed in surprise! Austin starts to rise but Jack is right on him with a spinning back elbow, staggering the big man, and he takes him down with a Bicycle Knee strike! Jack goes up top of the near corner and sizing Mercer up, he leaps for the November Pain -- but Austin brings his boot up by instinct right into Russow! Jack is literally OUT on his feet! Austin throws him into the ropes ands catches him --!

Adams: Legacy Bomb!

Austin jackknifes Russow in half for the win!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here are your winners -- Austin James Mercer and Andrea Hernandez!

Simone: And the Clash of the Champions main event is over, and it's Austin and Andrea who head into Into the Void IX with the momentum!

Inside of the ring, Austin breaks from Andrea and he helps Jack to his feet and raises the arm of the young man!

Adams: And that right there is the kind of man Austin James Mercer is! He respects any man that can give him a fight and boy did Jack Russow give him one!

Simone: Well, that'll do it for Climax Control here tonight. We'll see you for...Wait, What's Kate Steele doing here!?

Adams: I guess she has more she wants to do, despite her match being earlier in the night.

Kate: KEIRA! I'm sick of this! All your talk of, "Remember the last time" and crap like that! Remember what!? That I was Diamond and how you got a cheap win over me? How I'm still better than you!? HUH!? Which is it, Keira!?

Kate is seen fuming at this point as she continues.

Kate: It doesn't matter. Come Blaze of Glory, I'm gonna put you BACK in your place! DO YOU HEAR ME, FISHER!? I WILL SHOW YOU WHY I'M A FUTURE WORLD CHAMPION! I WILL BE THE INTERNET CHAMPION FORE--

All of a sudden, the lights went out. Voices are heard coming around the empty arena as one spotlight turns on in the ring, showing Kate. She's looking around, seeing where the voices are coming from. All of a sudden, another spotlight turns on, showing the stage. It's the Gemstones, standing with mics in their hands. Kate sighs of relief as she says

Kate: Oh. It's just you guys. I don't know why I got worried. Since they're out here. Let's sing about how Keira will fail! 1...2...and g--

All of a sudden, the spotlight on the stage goes out as a blood curling scream is heard. Kate shakes all of a sudden cause of it. The spotlight turns back on for the stage and it shows the Gemstones, but now soaked in blood and their eyes closed. They slowly open them as it just shows red dots in the middle of their eyes with black around it as they smile wickedly. They raise the mics as they sing

Ruby (Lust): You Look at me....But you don't seem....

Emerald (Greed): ...To understand....I'm a Sinner.

Sapphire (Wrath): Don't Corner Me....Don't Lecture Me....

Gemstones: RAISE YOUR HAND....YOU'RE A SINNER!!!!!!!!!!

The lights on stage flicker real fast, slowly turning blood red. They go out for a moment, but come back on, showing the Gemstones, laying on the ground, like they were used as puppets. A demonic laughter is heard around the arena as Kate turns more and more to find whoever is doing this. All of a sudden, the lights go out again for a moment. They turn back on as it shows Kate, now looking at Keira, who's just smiling. Kate backs up as Keira just says

Keira: Remember the Last Time?

The Lights go out again, but quickly come back on, showing Keira now behind her. Kate turns and sees, but now she sees Keira's eyes, showing the Red Dots as before as Kate was shaking, slowly trying to say the name

Kate: S-S-Si--

Sin: Remember The Last Time?

The lights go out again, but they keep coming back on. Back and forth, showing Keira first, then Sin over and over for at least 30 seconds as they repeat the line

Keira: Remember The Last Time?

Sin: Remember The Last Time?

Keira: Remember The Last Time?

Sin: Remember The Last Time?

The lights go out again, but for a moment. All of a sudden, they come back on again, showing Keira AND Sin in the ring! Kate looks at Keira, shaking her head, not wanting any of this. As she turns, she sees Sin behind her. She screams as we can barely hear her going, "NO! YOU CAN'T BE DOING THIS! NO!" Keira and Sin both look at Kate as they say

Keira and Sin: Remember The Last Time?

Sin gets a bit closer as she says

Sin: I don't think you do. For you see, Kate. The last time. You faced ME. You fought Keira before.

Keira then speaks

Keira: But you were never able to beat Sin. Now, Blaze of Glory is coming. You're not fighting just Keira.

Sin: And you're not fighting just Sin.

The two look at each other, almost in a sick agreement as they say

Keira and Sin: YOU'RE FACING BOTH AT THE SAME TIME! Two minds! One Body. Your days as Internet Champion...is over.....

All of a sudden, Sin goes and grabs Kate by the hair, pulling her close to her face, seeing Kate scared at this point as she says

Sin: .....Sinner.....

The lights go out again, this time, hearing the scream from Kate. The lights come back on, showing Kate drenched in blood, laying on the ground, breathing. Sin is now holding the Internet Championship, blood covers the plate as Sin demonically laughs. The lights go out as Climax Control ends, showing the face...of the demon...Sin...Herself.




THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Andy, The Lord MK, AJ, Annie, Jenny, Casey, MAV, Keira, Roxi, Amber, Seleana, Court, Todd, Jay, Dustin, Griffin, Fizz, Mark Cross, JJ. Also again to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!