Earl Wilson Stadium, in Las Vegas, Nevada is alive with energy as the fans of Sin City Wrestling stand and cheer, the cameras pass along the fans, recording and airing them for those watching at home on their televisions.
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Justin Decent, announcer for Sin City Wrestling, stands up with the house microphone raised to his lips and he starts to speak;
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, Welcome to Earl Wilson Stadium in Las Vegas, Nevada, and welcome to Climax Control!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Please welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The fans cheer as the soft music plays and Amanda steps through the shimmering silver curtains, adorned in a blonde bouffant wig and a sparking red, white and blue gown. Amanda forgoes her traditional comedic songs with something entirely different as she begins the performance...
Amanda: I don't like antiques, I want something new
The world don't like no freaks coming in their rooms
But this beggar's got a right to choose
I'm not a stranger, I'm just like you
I need love, I don't need money
After all these years, baby, I'm still running
Who's gonna say my want is not a need?
I get looks that get so dirty
After all these years, baby, it's still hurting
Who's gonna say my want is not a need?
Just want my piece of the American pie
Got your slice, where is mine?
Lick my fingers on this thing called life
Just a piece of the American pie
Break the chains of old beliefs
I'm the flame that you can't unsee
I don't like antiques, I want something new
I got my dignity, gonna live my truth
Like the Southern smile I just can't lose
Let my light sweep across the room
You may laugh but it's not funny
That's the thing that keeps me coming
Who's gonna say my want is not a need?
All those looks that get so dirty
Lets me know that they're still learning
Who's gonna say my want is not a need?
Just want my piece of the American pie
You got your slice, where is mine?
Lick my fingers on this thing called life
Just a piece of the American pie
Break the chains of old beliefs
I'm the flame that you can't unsee
Whoa
Where is my piece?
Just want my piece of the American pie
You got your slice, where is mine?
Lick my fingers on this thing called life
Just a piece of the American pie
Break the chains of old beliefs
I'm the flame that you can't unsee
Whoa
Want it, want it, want it, yeah
I want my piece, you got your piece, I want my piece
Whoa
Following the dazzling display of fireworks in the evening sky, the camera pans the surrounding stadium seats and moves to the ringside area and the broadcast table...
Simone: Hello everyone and Happy Independence Day!
Adams: *coughs*TraitorsDay!*coughs*
Simone: What was that?
Adams: Hm? Oh, nothing! Nothing at all.
Simone: Fans, not only are we celebrating the Fourth of July, but also we are two weeks away from the hottest Supercard of the year as we board the Sun Princess cruise for Summer XXXTreme IX!
Adams: My favorite show of the year! I love cruises! Now, to just stock up on those seasick pills!
Simone: And tonight? We have six matches to better get us prepared for that summer sizzling event! In tonight's opener, Candy - who is set to face Violet Amelia Holt aboard the Sun Princess, will prepare for that clash by facing the formidable Azurine Vebbins!
Adams: THREE Superstars are up for the Golden Ticket - whatever that means - when Agostino Romano, Miles 'Milo' Kasey and Lincoln Daniels are in a Triple Threat match! Hopefully we'll get some sort of announcement from the bosses what this whole 'Golden Ticket' means! And pray it doesn't involve a weirdo in a chocolate factory.
Simone: And that announcement comes soon hopefully, because we also have two Bombshells facing one another for the same, as Char Kwan goes up against Seleana Zdunich!
Adams: Then it's Wolfslair versus Team Hero! THIS match could have easily been Summer XXXTreme IX material when Keira Fisher-Johnson goes up against Alicia Lukas!
Simone: Alex Jones is set to defend the Roulette Championship in the traditional Ultimate X Over the Pool aboard the Sun Princess. We already know he will be facing Caleb Storms with another challenger to be named later, but tonight he goes up against former World and Internet Champion Senor Vinnie in a Non-Title match!
Adams: And in the Main Event, a mixed tag team match with a BIG ruling! It's World Champion Amber Ryan teaming with Internet Champion Mac Bane against Internet Champion Myra Rivers and World Champion Mark Cross! Whoever scores the win for their team, earns the rights to the Main Event at Summer XXXTreme IX! Superstars or Bombshells!
Simone: All this and more on Climax Control "Red, White and Bruised!"
Justin moves to enter the ring and brings the microphone to his lips as Drew checks the ropes of the ring.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...
As "Radio Gaga" by Queen prominently plays throughout the arena, "Da Adorkable Angel" Azurine Vebbins pirouettes onto the entrance ramp. A solitary spotlight provides an ethereal glow as she begins to descend down the ramp like a hustling, bustling housewife practicing aerobics. She performs various other dance steps while making her way to the eastern ring apron. Along the way, she waves, high-fives and hugs certain chanters she comes into contact with. When a chanter puckers up for a kiss, she points to her halo (neck collar) to indicate she's taken. Upon entering the eastern ring apron, she glides between the bottom and middle ropes before awaiting referee instruction and her next opponent.
Justin: From Los Angeles California, she is Azurine Vebbins! And her opponent...
Adams: This young woman is making a name for herself in Sin City Wrestling.
Simone: That is well and good but she is up against a former champion and speaking of...
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. 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.
Justin: From Malibu California, she is Candy!
Adams: Former Roulette champion Candy looks ready to wrestle here tonight. And aww look at Fluffy, so cute.
Patton motions for both women to move to the center of the ring. Candy comes closer as does Azurine. Drew speaks to both then turns away as Azurine and Candy enthusiastically shake hands.
Simone: It looks like round two with these two is going to be a friendly match maybe.
DING DING DING!
The pair back away and begin to circle. Azurine lunges in with a grappling move but Candy quickly ducks under the grab and races for the ropes to rebound off them charging in with a shoulder block. The impact with Azurine sends Candy to the mat. Azurine laughs as she reaches down and pulls Candy to her feet with one hand. Picking her up, Azurine uses a scoop slam that has Candy arching in pain. Azurine pushes Candy to the mat and leans down with one hand to hold her in a pin. Candy kicks out quickly and rolls away as Azurine smiles at the referee who motions for the one count. She turns to go after Candy who hits a dropkick on the woman. Azurine staggers backwards and brings her hand up to her face checking for blood. Seeing none, she charges towards Candy who had backed up to the ropes. Seeing the young woman coming at her, Candy drops as she pulls down the top rope which sends Azurine skidding to a stop. Azurine sends her to the floor with a kick to the midsection that sends her rolling against the barricade. Arching her back, she fights her way to her feet as Azurine moves to the ropes and holds them open for Candy to come back into the ring. Azurine watches cautiously as she climbs on the apron then Candy climbs inside and then nods in respect to Vebbins. The pair once more circle then lock up in a collar and elbow tie up that neither woman can leverage enough until Azurine turns enough to force Candy into a headlock that she chains into a hammerlock that brings Candy up on her toes.
Adams: Azurine holding the ropes open for Candy. This like their last match but now Azurine is taking the advantage.
Candy fights her way to the ropes and puts one foot through them to break the hold. Azurine lets go and holds her hands up as she backs away from Candy who steps back into the ring and begins to shake some feeling into the arm that had been hammerlocked. Azurine moves towards Candy who holds up her hands in a bid for stopping Vebbins which has the woman stop and straighten up. Candy uses a bit of the distraction to grab the arm of Vebbins and whips her into the corner before rushing in and hitting a monkey flip on Azurine that sends her skidding along the canvas into the middle of the ring. Arching her back, Azurine brings a hand to her lower back in pain as she fights to her hands and knees. Candy rushes off the ropes and hits a bulldog on the slowly rising Azurine. Vebbins bounces off the canvas and flops to her back. She reaches up to her face and curls into a fetal position. Candy rolls over then quickly crawls towards the downed Vebbins and rolls her up for a three count but Azurine is able to force her shoulder up before Drew can even count the three. Candy sits back on her heels and slaps at the mat unhappily then gets to her feet.
Simone: Candy was trying to win with a bulldog Jason. I think that it is going to take more than that to beat Azurine.
Azurine rolls to the ropes and reaches up to the middle rope to pull herself up to her knees. Candy gets to her feet and moves towards Azurine who pushes herself up to her feet then towards Candy. Azurine is caught by Candy but manages to twist through the hold then catches the neck of Candy and hits a neckbreaker that has Candy grabbing her head in pain and kicking at the mat. Azurine sits up slowly as she is slower in the ring. Candy moves to her hands and knees. Vebbins gets to her feet first and then moves towards Candy who pushes herself out of the ring . Candy grabs her ankle and then pulls her off her feet before pulling her out of the ring. Candy pulls Azurine into a headlock against her side but Azurine throws the arm of Candy over her shoulder then hits a snap suplex on Candy that has her arching in pain on the mats on the floor. Azurine rolls over and pulls Candy to her feet to roll her into the ring then climbs in behind her for a pin but only gets a two. Azurine gets to her feet and pulls Candy up as well. Vebbins attempts to pull her in again for a belly to belly suplex but Candy blocks it before turning the hold into a suplex of her own. Both women lay on the mat breathing heavily as Drew checks on both and begins a count. Candy is first to her feet with a hand at her back. Azurine also makes her way out of the ring where she leans against the ring apron to try to recover.
Adams: Just like last time Belinda, these two women are putting it all on the line in the ring.
Simone: These two are proving that opening matches can set high bars for Climax Control.
Candy reaches over and through the ropes to grab Azurine by the head and pulls her up into the ring. Candy fights to get Azurine into the ring where she is able to pull her up and into a fishermans suplex that Dawn drops to count but Azuring kicks out at two. Candy releases the hold as Azurine rolls to the side. Candy rushes to the corner then climbing the turnbuckles, she straightens up on the top turnbuckle as Azurine slowly gets to her feet. Turning to face the corner where Candy has climbed to the top, Azurine is surprised by a flying Candy who drops her with a missile dropkick. Candy rolls to her hands and knees quickly as Vebbins moves to roll to the ropes. Azurine pulls herself up slowly as Candy approaches her to grab her by the wrist and whips her into the opposite ropes only to catch her with a kick to the midsection when Vebbins rebounds off the opposite ropes. Candy bounces off the ropes and then hits the neckbreaker that sends Azurine to the mat. Candy gets to her feet and watches as Azurine rolls on the mat and tries to get up to her feet where she staggers slowly. Suddenly, Candy is able to hit her death by chocolate finisher on Vebbins who is sent spinning to the mat near the ropes. Candy moves to roll up Azurine but when she does, Vebbins manages to put her foot on the bottom rope. Candy sits back and then pulls Azurine away from the ropes and once more pins her to the mat.
Simone: It looks like Candy has taken control of the match.
Patton drops to the mat and then begins to count the pin.
Simone: Will Azurine be able to escape the pin.
Azurine is kicking hard as she fights the pin but Candy pulls her legs up higher so that her shoulders are forced to the mat.
ONE!
Adams: Azurine is fighting it.
TWO!
Adams: She is so close!
Simone: Close only counts in horseshoes and hand grenades and there is Drew with the three count.
THREE!
Adams: Candy has won the hard fought match tonight.
Candy straightens up then gets to her feet as Azurine lays there on the mat breathing deeply.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Candy!
Candy reaches down and helps Azurine to her feet as the ringside tech releases Fluffy who rushes towards Candy. Turning quickly, Candy picks up the small puppy then moves to the corner where she climbs the turnbuckles as Azurine makes her way out of the ring and up the aisle.
Adams: Mommy and doggie celebrating the win tonight Belinda...how cute.
Candy continues to celebrate in the ring as her theme plays.
"Invincible by Hedley begins to play as a familiar redhead walks out onto the stage of the show where she stops and looks over the crowds who begin to chant her name as Justin brings the microphone to his lips.
Justin: Introducing from Houston Texas, she has been known as SCW's sweetheart, she is Sam Marlowe!
Sam makes it to the ring and then climbs the ringsteps to slide between the ropes.
Adams: I wonder why Sam is out here Belinda.
She is handed the microphone by Justin then moves to stand right in the middle of the ring.
Simone: I think she is about to tell us Jason.
Sam Marlowe: You may be wondering why I am out here when I am not in a match this week on Climax Control. Well I am out here to address a situation that has been coming for quite a little while now. See I am out here to confirm that indeed a miscarriage of justice is about to be corrected at Summer XXXTreme.
Sam nods slowly as she looks directly at the fans then back to the camera.
Sam Marlowe: As you know, the last time I was in the ring with Andrea Hernandez one on one, she needed to knock me out to take the win. What does that say about her hmmm? It says that she knows that I am not that easily beaten and that she needed to cheat to beat me at all. So interestingly enough, I decided that I didn't deserve to have that on my record without getting a second chance to redeem myself. And that is what I will be getting on the ship as Summer XXXTreme. And there really isn't anything Andrea can do about it, the contract has been signed.
Sam smiles but it fades slowly.
Sam Marlowe: I will tell you now I know exactly what Andrea is going to say about it and trust me I am ready for it. She will talk about how I don't deserve to face her since she already beat me. She will basically make it so that I look like a whining little so and so who should just take her loss and go and cry in the corner. Now if I was someone like that, maybe she would be right but see, I am not like that. I sat back and I have a loss on my record to her that was the fault not of her being better but her chloroforming me in the middle of the ring. Did she expect me to just accept that? Oh no, I am coming to redeem myself for that loss to the knockout agent she used.
Sam Marlowe: Andrea, I hope that you realize that when we face each other at the supercard, I am coming with all the desire in the world to prove to everyone that you indeed needed the help to beat me and once more I will take advantage of facing you in the ring to beat you like I would have the last time we faced each other. Summer XXXTreme will be the night I finally put you in your place and that is right behind me.
With that, Sam moves to the ropes then leans over and hands off the microphone before climbing the turnbuckles to the chants of the fans. Leaving the ring, she heads up the aisle as Invincible plays.
Simone: Sam laying it on the line about her match with Andrea Hernandez. Sounds like she is coming prepared for all out war Jason.
Adams: I don't think that Andrea is going to be happy to know this.
The scene opens backstage at Underground where we see the reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe arriving at the arena, however she is sans Roulette Championship as it was stolen from her by Bea Barnhart after her first successful title defence against Maki the week before.
Simone: If looks could kill, Krystal would be guilty of at least three counts of murder by now!
Adams: Not that I can blame her, she worked her ass off to get the Roulette Title and defend it only for Bea to steal it?
As Krystal storms down the hallways, she spots Ms. Rocky Mountains chatting with an arena worker and stops.
Krystal: HEY!
The Aussie's enraged voice nearly causes Ms. Rocky Mountains to jump out of her skin before she looks up.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Krystal? You're not in action tonight, what.........
Krystal: Where is she?!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Who?
Krystal: Who the fuck do you think?!
It takes Rocky a moment to realize who Krystal is talking about.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I haven't seen Bea all night, but it has been confirmed that she's in the building! And yes, she has your title.
Krystal: Not for long!
Krystal walks off without another word as the scene fades.
Justin: The following match is a triple threat match, and it is for the illusive Golden Ticket...
Adams: I'm so excited for this one Bels, you've got NO Idea.
Simone: I'm pretty sure I can tell by the look on your face.
Justin: Introducing first... weighting in at 185 pounds, from Manchester, United Kingdom... MILES MILO KASEY!!!
"Firestarter" by The Prodigy starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat. He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand spring boarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!
Justin: And his opponent...
Fragments Of Insanity by Necrodeath plays over the sounds system as Agostino Romano comes out with James Brown from the curtain, wearing green and yellow wrestling trousers with green and yellow elbow pads and green and yellow boots, having his fists in the air with James Brown following behind him.
Justin: "From Milan, Italy, he is Agostino Romano!"
Agostino does high fives to the crowd before seeing a kid in the front row which he pulls funny faces at along with giving them a hat from his Global Bike Championship days. He then goes inside of the ring and waves at the fans with the crowd cheering for him while James claps from outside of the ring before Agostino waits for his opponent to come out to the ring with James standing at ringside.
Justin: Last but not least...
A video package starts playing on the screen as "Go Hard" suddenly blasts through the sound system. Blue and green lights start to float around the arena as Lincoln Daniels steps through the curtain with his wife Zania right by his side. Lincoln takes one look at the audience before holding his arms out wide. A small set of pyro goes off behind him as they slowly make their way down the ramp.
Justin: Making his way down the aisle, being accompanied to the ring by Zania Daniels, from Valdosta, Georgia, he stands six feet two inches tall. He weighs 241 pounds. He is "Mr. Incredible" Lincoln Daniels
Lincoln gets halfway down the ramp before leaving his wife's side and sliding into the ring. He stands on the far turnbuckle while holding his arms out wide while mouthing out towards the audience.
Miles, Lincoln, and Agostino all make it to the centre of the ring and as soon as Jasmine calls for the bell this match gets underway with all three males colliding together in a massive power struggle.
DING DING DING!
Adams: These guys aren't wasting anytime here Belinda because everyone wants to get their hands on the Golden Ticket.
Simone: You think?
Adams: No... I know...
Agostino is able to push Miles and Lincoln off of him, spending them both back stumbling to remain on their feet but Miles acts quickly by spearing his shoulder into the midsection of Agostino. Lincoln isn't havening a bar of that as he comes in and clubs his hands together on the spine of Miles, all three stumble towards the ropes and Jasmine is forced to start a count.
Simone: Agostino looks furious.
Adams: That's just his face.
Lincoln steps back, but as he does so he drags Miles with him before snap suplexing him down the canvas, Agostino and Lincoln see an opening and the two wisely start to work together going round for round of boots to the mid-section on the fallen Miles.
Adams: That's an unlikely duo.
Simone: We all know how this is going to play out.
Agostino lifts Miles up to his feet before he sends him across the ring into the nearest turnbuckle. Miles doesn't get a moment to breathe as Lincoln shoves Agostino as if to say watch this, as he repeated the motion to Miles, sending him flying across the ring into the opposite turnbuckle. As Miles hits the corner with a thud, Lincoln turns to Agostino with a sadistic look on his face.
Simone: This isn't the time to measure Johnsons boys...
Adams: Poor Miles.
Lincoln gives some instructions to Agostino and like clockwork they grab on to an arm each of Miles, they back Miles up into he ropes before sending him flying towards the opposite set. Miles rebounds off the ropes as Agostino and Lincoln have him locked and loaded for a double clothesline, Mile sis able to duck under the waiting arms, before he catches the ropes against using them as a springboard, he comes in hot knocking both Agostino and Lincoln down with a flying double clothesline of his own.
Simone: Miles' got some speed about him.
Adams: and some height... sheesh.
Agostino gets back up to his feet, but Miles has him in his sights and makes light work of dropping him back down with an inverted atomic bomb, as Agostino rolls away, Lincoln comes rushing in looking to knock Miles off his feet, but he ducks out of the way. Lincoln turns around but walks into another perfect inverted atomic drop. Lincoln doesn't fall to the canvas straight up so Miles helps him as he smacks his right closed fists into the side of this face.
Adams: A punch in the chops for good measure.
Agostino is back up to his feet and he grabs a hold of Miles hand whipping him into the ropes, before pushing him across the ring, Miles rebounds off the ropes and comes flying back in with a twisted elbow. Miles is down but not for long as he kips up off the canvas with a spring in his step. Lincoln rushes towards Miles but he quickly drops down and takes out the legs from underneath Lincoln, sending him to the outside of the ring.
Simone: That was a hard landing for Daniels.
Jasmine checks on Lincoln, while back in the ring Agostino takes the shine off Miles' moment with a snap Suplex driving the back of Miles into the canvas. Agostino leaves the ring, making his way up the turnbuckle from the outside, he has the fallen Miles in his sights. Agostino is caught up in the moment and just as his is about to fly Lincoln cat light pounces and pushes the big guy off course spending Agostino flying onto an empty space on the canvas.
Adams: Well, the dream team of Agostino and Lincoln is over Belinda.
Simone: I don't think anyone was calling them a dream team.
Adams: The hearts of fan girls all over the world just simultaneously broke.
Miles is back up to his feet and he wastes no time in picking Agostino up and spending him crashing to the outside of the ring, trying to even up the odds. Lincoln is back in the ring and as Miles turns around, he is greeted with a stiff uppercut, Lincoln is on the attack as he snakes his way behind Miles and locks him up in a standing choke hold. Miles tries desperately to get Lincoln off his back, but Daniels has his grip locked in and Miles starts to fade, Jasmine is quick to ask if he wishes to submit but Miles shakes his head.
Adams: I think that might have been out of pure instinct alone.
As it looks as Miles is about to fade out to sleep, Agostino rains on Lincolns parade as he comes back into the ring storming towards them breaking up the choke hold with a stunning shoulder barge. Lincoln is forced to break the hold and Miles is tossed away, Lincoln with a head full of steam tries to rush Agostino but he is side suplexed for his troubles. Agostino is back on his feet h sees that both men are down he walks towards Miles and drops to the canvas and makes the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Miles somehow, someway manages up the strength to kick out. Agostino is livid but he sees and opening as he makes his way over towards Lincoln, he covers him looking for the victory.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Lincoln kicks out in the final second saving the match and keeping the Golden Ticket still in play.
Adams: Two very close calls right there.
Agostino makes his way back up to his feet to a chorus of boss from the SCW fans, he sets his sights up on Miles dragging him up to his feet, but Lincoln comes crashing in looking for a big boot, Miles ducks out of the way and Agostino collects the full force of Lincoln's boot in the face. Agostino hits the deck.
Simone: I think Agostino might be out cold.
Adams: Nightie night Agostino.
Lincoln is fired up and he turns his attention towards Miles who isn't wasting any time either and he rushes towards the ropes, looking to use them at his advantage but as Miles comes flying in Lincoln catches him offloading him with a stunning belly to belly Suplex. Lincolns makes the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Miles is saved by Agostino who has managed to crawl across the ring and drag Lincoln off of the pin.
Adams: OH, I get it Belinda, it was a power nap and now Agostino is all recharged,
All three men stumble to their feet, Lincoln sees red as he looks towards Agostino the two charge towards on another, Miles is like the meat in the sandwich between them but just as Agostino looks as if he is going clothesline them to hell, Miles ducks the attack and sends Agostino flying into Lincoln's midsection with a sneaky drop toe hold. Lincoln hits the canvas with a thud and as Agostino spins around he is caught with a spinning back elbow, Agostino stumbles backwards and Miles rushed towards the ropes for the Oz Cutter.
Simone: The old Blast from the Past.
Miles makes the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, MILES MILOOOOOOOOOO KASEYYYYYY!!
Miles has his hand raised in victory buy Jasmine.
Simone: Miles is the new owner of the prestigious Golden Ticket.
Adams: I bet he feels like how that kid did in Willy Wonka.
Miles continues to celebrate as the cameras move from ringside to backstage.
"Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 plays on the sound system. After a moment's delay, Mercedes Vargas steps out to the entrance. She soaks in the reaction from the crowd, mostly boos.
Simone: The #ChampionofChampions is in the building.
Adams: When you're a Hall of Famer and accomplished everything there is in the company, I don't think anyone can stop her from showing up wherever she wants, whenever she wants. I think she's here for more than enjoying the sights in Vegas, Bindy. We're here for Bella Madison's match reveal.
Mercedes climbs the steel steps and enters the ring before walking across to receive a microphone. The cocky Argentine has her clipboard in one hand. Her entrance music fades to the sound of audacious boos from the capacity crowd here in Vegas. She smiles as their reaction is music to her ears.
Sitting across the ring from each other Bella decides to get this started off...after all it is her time.
Bella: You know, it's absolutely astonishing. I'm sitting here, looking at you...I've been listening to you. I sat through my match with Violet last week, where you sat at commentary and popped off a lot of nonsense but I think it was amazing that you brought up things that I have done to you.
Mercedes: Is it, Bella? Because what's amazing to me most of it is true.
Bella: But yet, the reason we are even here is because of YOUR actions. YOU attacked me from behind, you blindsided me a few times and you came out here with your victim card because suddenly you have to fight to stay relevant.
She goes to argue but Bella just cuts her off.
Bella: No, you just shut up. We have heard enough from you for 2 lifetimes. You always use two of your six senses, you obviously got sight or you wouldn't be so threatened by me. We definitely know you got the gift of the gab. BUT, it's my turn to talk because I WON last week, I get to pick our stipulation. So open up your hearing, feel the words that I am saying to you. In fact, you might as well close your eyes and get used to that sense of the darkness.
The two women stare each other down.
Bella: What would happen if I take away one of the most important senses? How would you feel to be completely left in the dark? Blindsided and caught by surprise by the actions of someone else.
An almost sadistic smile crosses Bella's face, as she motions all around the ring.
Bella: How tuned are you to all of this, Mercy? Because at Summer XXXtreme, you and I will have to trust all but one, because we will be BLINDFOLDED!
You hear a collective "Ooh" followed by cheers at the potential match. Bella raises an eyebrow, bringing the microphone back up.
Bella: ...didn't see that coming, didja?
Mercedes shakes her head in mock pity while mouthing the words, "wow." She lifts her microphone, a smirk playing on her lips.
Mercedes: No, Bella, that really took me by surprise. I was, uh, blindsided, by this one. My hats off to you girl, you really know how to choose a stipulation.
At that moment, Mercedes claps her hand against her mic, then waves her index finger at Bella, seemingly giving much thought to her words.
Mercedes: You had one week, seven whole days, to choose a stipulation. You could have picked anything your heart desired, and you chose a Blindfold match! Well, I don't think I've ever been in one before, but there's a first for everything. I've had a lot of firsts in SCW, beating you at your own game in two weeks, that will be fun. Yeah, I started this, and on that boat in two weeks, I'm going to end it too.
Bella mouths "Bring It"
Mercedes: Oh, you don't have to worry about that, mírame. You bring your badassery, you bring your absolute best, but it won't be enough against me. You see me as an afterthought, and that's fine. Two weeks from Sunday, the only thought that's gonna cross your mind is 'what the hell just happened'?
There's a cocky half-grin on her face as Mercedes now speaks in Spanish.
Mercedes: Lo que pasó fue que tu nombre está a punto de estar en mi lista. What happened was your name is about to end up on my checklist.
Adams: If you didn't think there was bad blood between Bella and Mercedes before, there is now. We got a staring contest as Mercedes is in Bella's face. And Bella isn't backing down either. You can cut the tension here with a knife.
Simone: A match that's been weeks in the making is now official for Summer XXXtreme two weeks from Sunday. Bella. Mercedes. One more time, for the last time.
We hear the entrance music for Bea Barnhart, HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT, hit the speakers and the crowd erupts into a negative reaction knowing that Bea Barnhart is about to make an appearance. Once they are in a loud roar Bea steps out from the backstage area holding the Bombshell Roulette Championship over her head with one hand while holding a mic on her other hand. When the crowd sees her with the Title Belt their disapproval gets louder but the look on Bea's face lets them know she doesn't care what they think. Bea lowers her hand which is holding onto the Championship Belt and lifts a mic to her mouth with her other hand and begins talking.
Bea: You want to know why I took possession of the Bombshell Roulette Championship Belt at Climax Control 304? I did it because I defeated Char Kwan the week before and she cried like the little whiny bitch that she is. Management apparently felt sorry for her and assigned her to a Bombshell Roulette Championship match against Krystal Wolfe and Krystal also defeated Char. Two losses in a row, both in a Bombshell Roulette match, so in my opinion Char was soiling the Championship Belt by being nearby the Belt. After I got the Championship Belt backstage I disinfected it so when I see Krystal and return it to her she will have a nice shiny disinfected Roulette Championship Belt handed to her.
The crowd isn't buying Bea's explanation of why she stole the Championship Belt at Climax Control 304 so they get so loud in their disapproval that we can barely hear ourselves think.
Bea: Oh shut the hell up! You have no clue what you're booing about! Of course I'll return the Bombshell Roulette Championship to Krystal but she'll only maintain possession of it until Summer
Treme IX because I'm winning the Ultimate X Over The Pool match, I'll become Sin City Wrestling's Bombshell Roulette Champion, and I plan on remaining Bombshell Roulette Champion for a damn long time!This time the crowd has had enough of the arrogance shown by Bea so they get so loud even the ringside announcers cannot hear each other talk to the other even though they're sitting next to each other at their table. Bea turns and walks toward the backstage area but before she enters the backstage area, she turns around to face the crowd and flips them off then she turns and struts into the backstage area disappearing from the view of the crowd. Even though the crowd can no longer see Bea they continue with their loud negative reaction to her for a significant amount of time, however the boos soon turn to cheers as Bea is sent flying back out onto the entrance ramp!
Simone: I think we know who that is! Adams: If that's not Krystal, I'll eat a five course meal prepared by Ariana Angelos!Indeed, Krystal Wolfe emerges from the back apparently waiting for Bea in the wings and she looks PISSED! Bea immediately tries to back away from the younger woman, but it doesn't work as the Aussie pounces on Bea raining down punches with reckless abandon! Krystal then picks up Bea and gets her between her legs.
Simone: Is Krystal about to hit the Down Under Thunderbomb onto the Entrance Ramp?! Adams: Bea might not make it to Summer XXXTreme IX if she hits this!Fortunately for Bea she backdrops Krystal out of the move and starts brawling with the Aussie, security pours out to stop the brawl, but Krystal manages to get a hold of the Roulette Title and whack Bea over the head with it! Krystal picks up the discarded mic as she rests her title over her shoulder.
Krystal:Enjoy that moment Bea because after tonight that will be the only time that you'll ever get to hold my title!
Krystal adds before spitting in Bea's face.
Krystal:See you at Summer XXXTreme IX bitch!
Krystal marches off with her title as the scene fades.
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control, earlier tonight we saw Lincoln Daniels, Agostino Romano and Miles Kasey compete for a Golden Ticket and now it's the women's turn as Char Kwan takes on Seleana Zdunich for the Golden Ticket!
Adams: We still don't know what this golden ticket is but if they are putting great talent like that in matches against each other for it, it must be worth something!
Simone: No time to waste, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is a Golden Ticket Match, scheduled for one fall!
The arena goes dark as red strobe lights begin to shine. A Japanese Flag appears on the screen as "Whistle" suddenly begins to play over the sound system. A big man steps out from behind the curtain followed by two women. The crowd seems confused as he steps to the side and Char Kwan takes centre stage with her hair in a large braid. Her eyes are narrowed towards the ring while completely ignoring the crowd altogether.
Justin: Introducing first! Making her way to the ring, accompanied by Mr. Chalmers and Kiara, from Walnut Creek, California by way of Kyoto, Japan. She is the self-proclaimed "Japanese Siren" Char Kwan.
Char Kwan walks down the ramp with her entourage as the crowd is really letting her know how they feel about her. She ignores them while walking right up to the ring. She hops up onto the ring apron, waits for Mr. Chalmers before leaping over the ring ropes. She walks to the furthest corner, climbing onto the turnbuckles and holding up a Flag behind her that shows Japan on one side and South Korea on the other. She shouts profanity at the crowd in Japanese before hopping down and leaning against the turnbuckle. Mr. Chalmers takes the flag from Char while giving her more advice.
Simone: Char Kwan hasn't had a particularly good Supercard period, starting with a loss to Maki in a Triple Threat Match that also included Candy for a shot at Krystal Wolfe's Roulette Title and then getting pinned by Bea in another qualifier for the Ultimate X Over the Pool Match!
Adams: Though it should be said that both Char and Candy were pinned at the same time by Bea in that Triple Threat Match but still! This match would be a good way for her to bounce back from those losses!
Justin: And her opponent!
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich is led through the entranceway by her wife and tag team partner, Crystal Hilton.
Justin: Being accompanied by Christina Rose, from Halmstad, Sweden, Seleana Zdunich!
The two make their way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers them on.
Simone: Seleana was coming off a two match winning streak having beaten Lucy Seraphina and Azurine Vebbins at Into the Void X and Climax Control 301 respectively, but that winning streak was cut short last week when she lost to Roxi Johnson for the seventh time.
Adams: In a way, both women need this win to get back on the winning track, real question is does Char need this more than Seleana?
Dawn goes over the rules with Seleana and Char before she calls for the bell.
Simone: This should be a good match between two women who are eager for a win tonight!
Adams: Though if I were Christina, I'd be keeping a close eye on Char's entourage for Seleana's sake!
Christina cheers on her wife from ringside and Seleana takes a moment to blow her a kiss, this proves to be a mistake as Char uses this distraction to clubber Seleana from behind and, whilst ignoring the stern words from Dawn, continues to deliver some clubbing blows to the Swedish Bombshell much to Christina's chagrin and Mr. Chalmers's delight, after a few minutes of this Char picks up Seleana and subsequently drops her again, this time with a leg lariat.
Simone: I think Char's desperate to not go winless on Climax Control this cycle.
Adams: And Seleana's learning that the hard way as Char goes for a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
And Seleana gets the shoulder up! Dawn assures Char that her count was fair, and the Japanese Bombshell shakes her head before she goes to the top rope and waits for Seleana to get back to her feet, Mr. Chalmers tries to advise her against this move since it's still early in the match but Char either ignores him or doesn't here her manager over the crowd as once Seleana is back on her feet Char goes for a Top Rope Hurricanrana, however this backfires for Char as Seleana dropkicks Char out of the air!
Simone: Did you see the height Seleana got on that Dropkick?!
Adams: Getting that much height would be impressive under normal circumstances but Seleana managed to kick Char in the face whilst she in mid-air! That and Char was on the ground, Seleana would be dropkicking the air above Char's head!
The dropkick knocks Char loopy and manages to give Seleana a chance to get back in the match which she takes full advantage off by grabbing Char's still outstretched legs and locking her in a Boston Crab sinching it in tight in the process! Char ties to fight off the move but Seleana has it locked in tight and at one point, she taps! However, Mr. Chalmers had climbed up on the apron just in time to distract Dawn and hide the submission from Dawn!
Simone: Are you kidding me?! Seleana literally has the match won!
Adams: I think Seleana has bigger problems than Char or her manager!
Whilst the ref's back is turned Kiara rolls into the ring and tries to cheap shot Seleana after she has let go off the Boston Crab, but Seleana ducks the sucker punch and sends Kiara flying back out of the ring with a Hurricanrana! However, Char uses the distraction to roll up Seleana from behind once Mr. Chalmers has dropped down from the apron and grabs onto Seleana's tights for good measure as Dawn begins her count!
ONE!
TWO!
And Seleana kicks out! Char ties to protest the count to Dawn whilst hiding her blatant cheating but this leaves her open to a roll-up from Seleana!
ONE!
TWO!
And Char kicks out! Both women get back to their feet and as soon as they do, they start brawling in the middle of the ring.
Simone: Both Seleana and Char want that Golden Ticket!
Adams: Even though we still don't know what it entails!
Seleana and Char's respective managers (when Mr. Chalmers isn't checking on Kiara after the Hurricanrana from Seleana) cheer on their clients from ringside as the brawl between them continues, but eventually it is Char that takes the advantage using her Martial Arts background to keep Seleana off balance and eventually backing her up the corner where Char hits her with a Cartwheel Enziguri! Seleana slumps down to the matt but rather than go straight for the cover as Mr. Chalmers instructs, Char instead goes to the top rope!
Simone: What does Char have in mind here?
Adams: Some kind of high flying move obviously but is that wise? She nearly got her head dropkicked off the last time she tried a high flying move against Seleana!
Char waits for Seleana to get back to her feet and once she does, Char goes for a Tornado DDT, however Seleana reverses it into a Northern Lights Suplex and bridges for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: And Char barely kicks out in time!
Adams: What will it take for either Char or Seleana to win?
Seleana uses the ring ropes to pull herself up to her feet whilst Char gets up to her feet on her own, Seleana then goes for a running Bulldog but Char ducks under it and knocks her silly with a Muar-Thai kick to the face! Rather than go for a cover though, Char calls for her finisher!
Simone: Char's calling for the Slice of Asia!
Adams: She almost won her first match of the Supercard period with this move, can she avenge that?
Char waits for Seleana to get back to her feet and goes for the Superkick, but Seleana blocks it before stunning Char with a hard fore arm to the face! This stuns Char long enough for Seleana to hit her with an Asai DDT!
Simone: Kattaga!
Adams: Stick a fork in Char, she's done!
Seleana hooks both legs for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner and the recipient of the Golden Ticket, Seleana Zdunich!
Simone: Seleana picks up a huge win after her loss to Roxi Johnson last week!
Adams: But what is the Golden Ticket about anyway?!
Seleana and Christina celebrate whilst Mr. Chalmers and Kiara check on Char.
The scene cuts to Andrea Hernandez as she is standing in a locker room, surrounded by her cruise party setting. Unlike last week, when she was excited and happy to be in it, the emotion is different this time. She sighs, almost as if she's lamenting what is in front of her. Her lack of amusement certainly carries into her thoughts as she begins to express them.
Andrea: Well, so much for that cruise party. What a load of crap! I was really looking forward to that but NOOOO.... It turns out I have a match after all and against Sam Marlowe at that. The Same Sam Marlowe that I was ready to move on from, true. But at the same time, that was only because she was acting like she was ready to move on. Hey, I guess if it finally shuts her up about the stupid chloroform thing then fine! I'm never someone that ducks a challenge. I'm never someone that has faded from the spotlight. I mean, sure, I'm not in the spotlight that I want to be at the moment. That much is true! I will be the first to admit that. But at the same time, at least I've kept myself RELEVANT since losing the Bombshells World Championship. Maybe I haven't wrestled as often as I'd like this year, but the fact that matters more than anything else is that I've won every single match that I've had the chance to compete in and Summer XXXtreme is going to be more of the same. I didn't become a fly by night bitch that lost ALL of her relevance like all of you were hoping that I would.
I didn't become another Keira Fisher who had her fly by night championship reign, then lost it to the worst possible person that she could've lost the world title to and then just fell off the planet after that.
I didn't become another Ruby Steele, who had her Blast from the Past moment only because Mark Cross basically carried her to that, then who had her one shot and blew it and has become irrelevant since then to the point where she might not even be on this Summer XXXtreme show as far as I know.
I didn't become another Candy who has completely shit the bed in Sin City Wrestling ever since she lost the Roulette title and has now cemented her position as one of the worst Bombshells on the roster right now.
Despite everything, I have STAYED vigilant. I have STAYED relevant. I continue to dominate even though this company seems to NOT want to pay ANY attention to the success that I've had since High Stakes. But most of all...
I didn't become ANOTHER SAM MARLOWE!
That is THE biggest reason why I have managed to stay relevant and trust me, when I go into this match on that damn cruise ship and I end up beating her again, that is going to completely finalize EVERYTHING that I've been saying. I am LONG OVERDUE to become a champion in this company again. All these months seeing lesser Bombshells get title shots that were more or less handed to them... all this time pushing and pushing and winning against the likes of Roxi, and Seleana, and Sam... I've waited long enough! The biggest mistake Sin City Wrestling has just made was putting me in another match with Sam Marlowe. Yeah, I'll fight this match. I've always been a fighter. But at the end of the day, what happens to Sam at Summer XXXtreme is the fault of Sin City Wrestling and Sin City Wrestling alone! I'm going to make an example out of her again! I'm going to show why the frustration and the bullshit has gone long enough! This whole thing of being the most 'overlooked and underrated' Bombshell on the roster has gone long enough and I am at that peak frustration where I really don't care if I hurt Sam anymore.
I conquered my "Into the Void" demon when I beat Sam Marlowe... and I'm going to conquer my "Summer XXXtreme" demon when I defeat her again! This time though? Sam's not going to have anything to cry about after it's over.
So get ready Sam... because in two weeks?
You get to be my message bitch... AGAIN!
Andrea looks around the room, tempted to destroy the party setting, but ultimately taking a deep breath and maintaining her cool. She walks out of the room, more or less ready to get her second round with Sam Marlowe done and over with.
In the backstage annals of the Earl Wilson Stadium, the Golden Ticket match up between Seleana Zdunich and Char Kwan in which we saw Seleana emerge victorious had just concluded. The camera draws back from the monitor, the HDTV mounted on the rec room wall, and the crowd immediately boos at the sight of Co-Owner Christian Underwood, having been watching the proceedings with the utmost scrutiny.
Pussy Willow: Pardon me, Christian?
Into the camera angle steps the comely head reporter for SCW, Ms. Pussy Willow. Christian does not even take his eyes off of the screen to accurately address her...
Christian: Pussy Willow.
Pussy Willow: How did you know it was me without looking?
Christian: I recognized that Target bargain bin perfume you wear. Clears the sinuses.
Pussy Willow frowns at this but quickly resumes her professional demeanor as Christian turns around to address her.
Christian: I assume you're here because of what we just witnessed?
Pussy Willow: I'm .... here because you told me to come find you after the two Golden Ticket matches were completed? You said you had an announcement to make concerning them?
Christian: Did I?
He looks thoughtful for a brief moment before shrugging.
Christian: Oh it all flows together, doesn't it? Anyway....! I promised to reveal what the prize was for the winners of the Golden Ticket matches, and if you ask Mark, I may be a deceitful piece of work, but I fulfill my promises. See, when you hear 'Golden Ticket,' what is your first thought?
Pussy Willow: Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory.
Christian: No you tart! Gold! Championships! Hel-LO!? Jeez! Mark and I held off on announcing the World Mixed Tag title defense for this reason! Some of the best teams and champions in SCW history have been the result of the Lethal Lottery. We just didn't want to pick two names at random, we wanted the two to earn this opportunity. So....
He motioned a hand toward the monitor.
Pussy Willow: So... the winners of the two Golden Ticket matches...?
Christian: Will officially team together and challenge Austin James Mercer and Tempest for the World Mixed Tag Team championship! And those challengers are now confirmed to be none other than Miles "Milo" Kasey and Seleana Zdunich!
Christian looks into the camera.
Christian: Miles? Sel? Best of luck! You're going to need it!
He then looks at Pussy Willow and nods.
Christian: Pussy... been a pleasure.
He starts to walk away then freezes, realizing what he as a gay man just said. He shakes it off and resumes his exit.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we Jessie Salco leaning against the wall with her arms crossed.
Jessie: What do you know? I didn't need to wait for Christina to answer my challenge after all.
Jessie says before she kicks off the wall.
Jessie: Christina, you beat me when I challenged you for the World Bombshell Championship earlier this year, our match at Summer XXXTreme IX won't be a repeat and between that and whatever I'm doing on Supernova, that will easily be the busiest weekend of my wrestling career.
Jessie adds before smirking and making a fist.
Jessie: And I welcome every minute of it! I hope you're ready for a fight Christina because I might hit you so hard that you develop a whole new personality otherwise!
Jessie adds before she starts to walk off.
Jessie: See you at Summer XXXTReme IX!
Jessie adds before she walks off.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first being accompanied to the ring by Roxi Johnson.... Hailing from Miami, Florida... Keira Fisher-Johnson...
"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 with Roxi. 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 her opponent.
Justin: And her opponent... being accompanied to the ring by Johanna Krieger... hailing from Atlanta, Georgia... Alicia Lukas....
"I held the power of a dying sun
I climb the altar and I claim my place as God"
"Circle with me (SCW Edit)" By Spiritbox hits as Alicia steps out with a black hoodie over her upper half with the hood up over her long blond hair. She stands on the stage and reaches up flipping the hood back and looking down at the ring before pointing her finger guns with a smirk. She makes her way down to the ring with Johanna Krieger at her side 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.
The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...
DING DING DING!
Fisher-Johnson and Lukas approach each other, as Fisher-Johnson stares a hole through Lukas, while Lukas glares at Fisher-Johnson before raising a hand up and slapping Fisher-Johnson's face, Fisher-Johnson holds her face for a moment before grabbing Lukas around the legs and pushes her into the nearest corner before driving boots into Lukas' torso over and over again before quickly transitioning into clubbing blows, which Lukas merely responds by pushing Fisher-Johnson backwards and Fisher-Johnson stops her blows before rushing back in and shoving Lukas backwards back into the corner and straight back to boots to the torso.
Simone: Keira wasn't too impressed with the slap around the face, and she grabs Lukas and pushes her into the nearest available corner and repays her with boots into Lukas' torso and then clubbing blows.
Adams: Lukas' tries to fight back but doesn't work out and Keira just goes back to the boots.
The ref shouts at Fisher-Johnson to back off but she doesn't listen and once again switches things up and begins to club Lukas' back a few times before Lukas once again pushes Fisher-Johnson backwards and Fisher-Johnson comes back at Lukas with a running dropkick sending her down to the mat.
Adams: Nice running dropkick.
Fisher-Johnson sits up, as Lukas bails from the ring and stumbles away as Krieger approaches Lukas to check on her before backing away as Lukas turns back to the ring and Fisher-Johnson grabs the top ropes and leaps over with a crossbody onto Lukas. Fisher-Johnson climbs to her feet as Krieger approaches her but Roxi approaches from behind to back her wife up and Krieger holds her hands up and backs away.
The ref yells at Fisher Johnson to bring the action back into the ring but she doesn't listen, and the ref begins to count...
Simone: Lukas bails from the ring but Keira as Krieger checks on Lukas, but she quicky moves out of the way as Keira leaps over the top rope and hits a crossbody on her.
Adams: Krieger tries to get involved but Roxi ensures that Krieger doesn't do anything stupid and backs up herwife.
ONE!
TWO!
Fisher-Johnson takes a moment before delivering a boot to Lukas, which Lukas quickly backs away from Fisher-Johnson, but Fisher-Johnson approaches Lukas and grabs her and pulls her up and throws her back into the ring...
THREE!
FOUR!
Simone: The ref is up to four but Keira isn't bother and she grabs Lukas and rolls her back into the ring before climbing the apron.
Fisher-Johnson climbs onto the apron as Lukas climbs to her feet, Fisher-Johnson grips the tope ropes before leaping up and hitting a springboard dropkick, which catches Lukas and sending her down to the mat and Lukas rolls away and out of the ring again as Fisher-Johnson gets to her feet and moves to the corner, where she leaps over the ropes onto the apron and as Lukas turn, Fisher-Johnson tries for a kick but Lukas grabs her foot and pulls her off the apron with Fisher-Johnson landing butt first on the apron before landing on the mat.
Adams: Keira catches Lukas with a springboard dropkick and no sooner had Lukas drops to the mat, she rolls herself from the ring again.
Simone: Keira climbs back to the feet and moves to the apron as she stalks Lukas but Lukas is ready for her and grabs her foot and drags her off as she lands on her ass.
Adams: Ouch.
Fisher-Johnson grimaces in discomfort as Lukas grins as she looks up at the ref and then turns her attention back to Fisher-Johnson...
ONE!
TWO!
She grabs Fisher-Johnson and pulls her up and then throws her into the ring steps...
THREE!
Simone: Lukas sends Keira into the ring steps.
Roxi moves in and checks on Keira but quickly moves back as Lukas charges in and drives her hip into Fisher-Johnson body/face and up against the steps.
FOUR!
Fisher-Johnson fall sideways as Lukas climbs on her as the ref climbs out of the ring and checks on Fisher-Johnson as does Roxi, while Lukas climbs back into the ring and brags etc... the ref satisfied that Fisher-Johnson doesn't have an injury climbs back in and begins to count...
Adams: Lukas isn't playing nice... as she drives her hips into Keira and hurting Keira some more with the ring steps.
Simone: Roxi and the ref check on Keira but Roxi doesn't help Keira to her feet and back away to allow things to progress naturally.
ONE!
Lukas continues to brag as Krieger looks on as she bides her time, as Roxi continues to check on Keira.
TWO!
THREE!
Fisher-Johnson begins to move as she gets into a seat position.
Simone: Keira is a little slow here.
FOUR!
FIVE!
Fisher-Johnson grabs the ring apron and slowly pulls herself up.
SIX!
Fisher-Johnson dives into the ring as Lukas looks down at unimpressed as Fisher-Johnson gets to her hands and knees but Lukas gives Fisher-Johnson a light kick to the head to shove her away but Fisher-Johnson continues to fight to get to her feet as Lukas hits another soft disrespectful boot. Lukas continues to stalk her as Roxi slaps at the mat urging her wife on. Fisher-Johnson gives Lukas a shove away before making her way to her feet, however, Lukas grabs her and hits a forearm shot to Fisher-Johnson before hitting another and Fisher-Johnson staggers away and into the corner.
Adams: The ref gets up to six and Keira manages to get herself back into the ring, however, Lukas would have hoped that Keira stayed out of the ring and shows her disgust by giving Keira a couple lazy disrespectful kicks.
Simone: Keira attempts to fight back but Lukas is on her and hits a couple of forearm shots as she then staggers away.
Lukas merely follows and as Fisher-Johnson turns around, Lukas then delivers several boots to Fisher-Johnson before being forced away from her by the ref and she backs away, as Roxi moves in and encourages Keira. Fisher-Johnson gets to her knees as Lukas approaches once more and this time Fisher-Johnson fire a forearm shot on Lukas and then hits another one but Lukas isn't rocked by them and instead grabs Fisher-Johnson around the head and hits a snap suplex as Fisher-Johnson arches her back, as Lukas pushes her down to the mat and goes for a pin...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Simone: Keira is in trouble here... as she briefly fights back but Lukas doesn't blink at the shots and instead hits a snap suplex and then goes for a pin but only gets two.
Lukas shakes her head as she climbs to her feet before bending down and pulls Fisher-Johnson into a seated position, where she drives a knee into Fisher-Johnson's spine and leaves it there and then grabs Fisher-Johnson around the chin and cranks back. Fisher-Johnson grips at Lukas' hands as Roxi cheers on Keira and begins to slap the apron urging her wife on.
Adams: Lukas doesn't give Keira a break and she drives a knee into her spine before grabbing Kiera around the chin and cranks back.
Fisher-Johnson grips at Lukas' hands, but she begins to move her legs at the encouragement from Roxi and the fans, she twists slowly grimacing in pain but she fights through the best she can as she gets to her knees at first and then to a foot, while forces Lukas to shift and then Fisher-Johnson climbs to her feet, as she then drives an elbow into Lukas' stomach a few times, which releases Lukas' grip.
Simone: Keira manages to get free from Lukas' grip as Roxi and the fan cheer her on.
Fisher-Johnson grabs Lukas' hand and whips her towards the ropes and as Lukas bounces off them, Fisher-Johnson tries for the chick kick, but Lukas ducks and turns and delivers a slap. Krieger climbs onto the apron as Lukas grabs to whip Fisher-Johnson into Krieger but Fisher-Johnson counters sending Lukas towards, but Lukas stops dead holding her hands up avoiding the collisions, as Roxi moves around the ring and grabs Krieger foot and pulls her off the apron where she catch it face first. Lukas turns and Fisher-Johnson hits Seven Sins (Chick Kick) but instead of going for the pin, she grabs Lukas and sets up and hits the Final Sin (Psycho Driver III).
Adams: Almost near collision between stable team mates.
Simone: But it gives Fisher-Johnson the opening she needs and she hits the Seven Sins but doesn't pin her right away and she pulls Lukas up for the Final Sin, where she hits it and goes for a pin...
She then goes for a pin...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Adams: Wow... This a big win against Alicia Lukas.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of this match via pinfall... Keira Fisher-Johnson.
Fisher-Johnson music hits over the p.a, as Roxi climbs into the ring and helps Keira up and she hugs her and then raises her arm in victory, as they quickly bail as Krieger recovers enough to climb into the ring.
Christian: .... And those challengers are now comfirmed to be none other than Miles "Milo" Kasey and Seleana Zdunich!
The scene played out on the monitor and the camera draws back to see the reigning Mixed Tag Team Champions, Austin James Mercer and Tempest, watching the procveedings on the screen. The replay ends and Tempest turns to Austin, but she doesn't have to say anything. Austin just scoffs and they turn to walk away, but are approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tempest, Austin! We just found out the news... the purpose of the Golden Ticket matches! You'll be defending those championships...
She indicates the gold and jewel encrusted belts currently over the shoulders of the champions.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Against...
Tempest: We KNOW! We WERE just watching, after all. And you know something? It doesn'tt matter.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Doesn't matter? Miles is a Superstar that everyone thinks will be a future champion. Austin ... even your own Wolfslair teammate Alex Jones speaks highly of him. And what more can be said for Seleana...?
Tempest: Only that she won't have her wife calling the shots in this match like she did her last big golden opportunity. Christina totally manipulated her wife's way into becoming the Roulette Champion, but Ms. Seleana didn't have that edge this time around.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: No, she won this title shot on her own. Everyone just saw it.
Tempest: And what chance do they have? Teaming together for the first time against an established team?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well.... you and Austin never teamed before and you defeated the Barnharts for those very championships. Given that precedent, I'd say they have as good of a chance against you that you had against the former champions.
Tempest's look of confidence slides to one of annoyance.
Tempest: I'd say that better for us than it does less for the Barnharts. And Miles and Seleana? They are not us. Miles' biggest claim to fame is showing his ass or abs on social media. And Seleana? That girl is THE epitome of a wrestling Barbie Doll! Just look at her. If she doesn't have her wife backing her up, she doesn't stand a chance! Girl is so plastic that when I turn up the heat, she's going to end up melting enough to look like someone let the air out of her face. I'm not worried. These titles aren't going anywhere!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Austin...?
Austin sighed and shook his head
Austin James Mercer: you know, I was going to say something about how it didn't matter who our opponents were. That Tempest and I were going to roll over whoever was "lucky" enough to win this opportunity.
He pauses for a moment looking over at his partner.
Austin James Mercer: Seleana is the ultimate underdog, she will do everything she can to try and get the win, tempest will break her in half. But, what interests me is the fact Miles is going to be standing across the ring from Me. I've seen him in the gym, day in and day out riding to become one of the best. He took Mcbaine to his limit, and I like the kid.
Austin shrugs being dismissive
Austin James Mercer: Too bad I gotta beat him down.
The champions then walk off, leaving Ms. Rocky on her own.
We are taken to the backstage area of the Earl Wilson stadium, where Mark "The Dragon" Cross can be seen power-walking through the crowd, head down, with SCU Backstage Interviewer Gemma Frost trying to flag him down.
Gemma: Hey Dragon - Wait up!
Mark doesn't change his speed, mumbling away to himself as Gemma closes in on him, her smaller stature making it much easier to scoot through anyone milling around the corridors
The Dragon: Nope...nopenopenope...
Gemma: MARK! HEY!
An arm reaches out, taking him by the wrist, the World champion whirling around, visibly frustrated.
The Dragon: What Gemma? Haven't you guys had enough of me yet?
Gemma: I'm not here to interview you. I wanted to check you were OK...
The Dragon: Do I look OK? Do I SOUND OK?
Gemma: No, you sound like a jerk and yet here I am checking on you anyway, so what does that make me huh?
The Dragon: You always were my favourite Gemma, did I ever tell you that?
Gemma: Why, because I keep you in line, is that it?
The Dragon: Pretty much. Look I'll be fine I just...could do without being here right now.
Gemma: I heard what you said...what did you mean you signed someone's death warrant?
The Dragon: Gemma...
Gemma: Just what shit have you gotten yourself into?
Mark rests his hands lightly on Gemma's shoulders. She eyes them nervously for a second.
The Dragon: Look...I've been through worse before, I'll go through worse again. I just haven't had the time to deal with a few things. I won't be getting on the boat until I do, I promise you that.
Gemma lets out a long, disappointed sigh, as if she didn't really believe a word.
Gemma: OK...fine...I guess that's fine. You need a drinking buddy tonight?
The Dragon: Nah - I'm not staying in Vegas...
Gemma: Suicide watch or?
Mark laughs out loud at that one, removing his hands from Gemma's shoulders.
The Dragon: People think I'm work-shy enough without me taking a permanent way to slack off. Can you imagine the comments? Honestly though, it's not that bad.
Gemma: OK Mark. Catch you around.
Mark turns on his heel, heading off down the corridor, leaving Gemma to shake her head as she watches him go.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Caleb Storms watching tonight's action on a monitor,
Caleb: As if I weren't busy enough competing against Alex Jones and whoever else is challenging him for the Roulette Title at Summer XXXTreme IX, now I have a match on Supernova!
Caleb says before he starts pacing around.
Caleb: And not only that, but it's a match against a fellow former Roulette Champion in Brother David Shepherd with Fenris as the referee! Given the recent issues between them, how can I lose?
Caleb asks before he stops to turn to the camera.
Caleb: Short answer is I can't! First, I'll win my match at Supernova, then I'll win the Roulette Title after spending way to long away from it! At Summer XXXTreme IX and Supernova I'll show the SCW Universe why I am a legend in the making!
Caleb walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: The following match is for one fall and is a Nontitle match...
The crowd is in anticipation of the arrival of the next wrestler as the lights go out and a band of 6 Mariachi players come out to the arena all playing a guitar. They start to play Cancion del Mariachi as all of them start to sing while walking down the rampway. Halfway they stop and three walk to the left and the other three to the right as they stand face to face before Senor Vinnie walk out to the arena. He is sporting expensive sunglasses and a sweater around his neck and carrying an atomizer. He sprays some of his cologne in the air and sniffs it up as if not wanting to smell the foul air around him. He stops as we see Bea Barnhart walk out to accompany him to the ring before the two continue their strut
Justin: Coming down the aisle accompanied by Bea Barnhart!! Standing in at 6'8 and weighing in at 280 pounds!! Hailing from Tijuana, Mexico!! Senor Vinnie!!!!
Vinnie and Bea walk to the ring as Vinnie holds the rope open for her as she steps through. He then steps through the ropes himself and hands her the cologne that he carries with him before posing a few moments before waiting for his opponent.
Justin: And his opponent weighting in at 225 pounds from Dallas Texas... he is your Sin City Wrestling Roulette Champion... ALLLLLLLLLLEEEEXXXXX JOOOONESS!!
"Respect" by devour the day hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out wearing a black and red "Wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron.
Both men makes it to the centre of the ring to exchange heated words, causing the fans to ramp up in anticipation.
Adams: It feels weird having the Roulette Champion fight in a normal match up but what can we say? Sin City Wrestling likes to keep the people on their toes.
Simone: I'm sure regardless of the no roulette stipulation of this match Alex and Vinnie are going to tear down the house.
Adams: Look at the intensity of Vinnie, I don't think he has blinked since 1999.
Drew calls for the bell and this one is underway.
DING DING DING!
Alex charges out of the gate attacking Vinnie with a beautiful standing leg drop, punching Vinnie into the ropes and into he nearest corner. Alex wastes very little time as he drives his forearms across Vinnie's chest with hard sick sounding chops. Vinnie starts to stir moving out of the corner, but Alex doesn't give up as she slams his fist into the chest of Vinnie before he backs him into the ropes using them as an assist before he whips Vinnie across the ring. Vinnie reverses the move halfway across the ring sending Alex chest first into the ropes, but she spins around and with lightening fast speed he turns the tables on Vinnie with a standing cross body take down.
Adams: Alex is on fire tonight.
Simone: Don't count out Vinnie.
Alex hails down with an onslaught of left and right punches on top of the fallen Vinnie. Vinnie reaches up and with a stiff upper palm he drives Alex's nose right back up his face almost into his forehead. Alex rolls off Vinnie holding his face, giving Vinnie enough time to roll out of the ring to gain some well needed distance between himself and Alex.
Simone: Smart move by Vinnie.
Adams: FLYING ALEX!
Alex doesn't let Vinnie recover too long as he comes flying over the top rope with a fierce elbow, dropping Vinnie where he stands. Alex feeds off the crowd who fire off mixed reactions towards their Roulette Champion. Alex grabs a hold of Vinnie's hair and drags him back towards the ring, tossing him back into it. Alex makes his way back up the ring apron, but Vinnie has him scouted, he rushes towards him and with his size advantage he shoulder barges Alex off the apron, sending the champion crashing to the outside. Alex collects the barrier for his troubles and the SCW fans are going wild.
Simone: I heard that thud from over here.
Adams: I'm pretty sure I felt it.
Vinnie leaves the ring, purely so he can drag Alex back into it. Alex rolls into a heap in the centre of the ring and Vinnie makes mince meat out of him with clubbing blows to his back, causing Alex to do everything in his power to cover up. Vinnie switches up his focus to the legs of Alex and with an almighty thud Vinnie used the ropes to help drive his momentum as he comes crashing down with a leg drops across the legs of Alex. The Champion screams out in pain.
Adams: It's like music to Vinnie's ears.
Simone: He's one sick puppy.
Vinnie doesn't go for the pin, as he decides to milk this moment as he looks towards the balled-up champion with a sadistic smile on his face. Vinnie gets back up to his feet, drags Alex up with him before he wraps his giant arms around Alex's waist, lifting him up off the canvas he shakes his around like a rag doll.
Simone: Vinnie is just toying with Alex now.
Adams: That's one way to send a message.
Alex is able to fire off a loose left arm, but Vinnie just brings his hands together and increase his grip around Alex's waist, driving the air right out of him. Alex tries again with a right punch, that collects the side of Vinnie's face. It doesn't rock Vinnie it just brings a smile to his face before he tosses Alex to the side. Vinnie's eyes light up when Alex doesn't fall to canvas like he had planned but instead his cat light reflexes kick in, and out of nowhere he plants a super kick to the face of Vinnie. Vinnie stumbles backwards into he ropes but he doesn't fall. Alex shakes his head and goes for another superkick but Vinnie, ducks out of the way and comes in hot, with a side Suplex, bouncing the champion off the canvas. Vinnie makes the cover looking for the win.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Alex kicks out with only one second left.
Adams: Vinnie has done a fantastic job of bringing the fight to Alex.
Simone: Not going to lie, it's not looking good for young Alex here tonight.
Adams: The champion just can't seem to get in control of this match tonight.
Vinnie makes his way back to his feet, dragging Alex up by a handful of his hair. Vinnie slaps an open palm on the bare chest of Alex sending a sick sound to echo through the building. Vinnie looks to move Alex into a side stretch but, Alex goes for Vinnie's legs, desperately trying to knock to bigger guy down. Vinnie slams his closed fists down on the spine of Alex, the champion buckles down in pain, but as Vinnie looks to scoop him up, Alex dodges it and rushes towards the ropes opening up some distance between them.
Adams: Alex needs to take advantage of these few seconds and catch his breath.
Simone: I wouldn't say it's his breath he needs to catch it's more Alex needs to think of a plan and quickly to bring Vinnie down.
Vinnie turns around his back in the corner and Alex makes a mad dash towards him, Vinnie has it scouted he drops his back, catapulting Alex to the outside, Alex sticks the landing on the ring apron. He rushes up the ropes and launches himself off the top one looking for a cross body, Vinnie side steps, Alex rolls through Vinnie scoops him up onto his shoulders before swinging Alex around, dropping him into his bent knees driving the wind right out of Alex's sails. Vinnie looks for the win.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Alex gets the shoulder up just in time.
Simone: Don't blink SCW fans or you'll miss something.
Adams: Both men are putting on a spectacular here tonight.
Vinnie is beside himself as he didn't get the win, but he doesn't take to long to sulk about it. Vinnie scoops Alex up and locks him in a side headlock, he looks for a skull crusher, but Alex is able to counter with a snap mare, Vinnie drops down to his knees and Alex rushes towards the ropes, looking to stomp Vinnie's face right into the canvas on the return but Vinnie twirls out of the way. Vinnie scoops up Alex and tosses him away like he was the trash, but Alex land son his feet behind Vinnie. He drops to the canvas and rolls up Vinnie with a classic roll up.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Vinnie fires out of the pin, anger all over his face.
Adams: Vinnie doesn't like to be outsmarted.
Simone: He should have know Alex had tricks in his bag, it's what he is known for.
Vinnie shoves Alex off him, sending Alex into he rope he uses them for speed as he comes crashing back in with a boot to the face of Vinnie. Vinnie bounces off the ropes, Alex catches him on the return and lifts the big guys up flattening him with a Falcon Arrow. Alex makes the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Vinnie kicks out. Both men are laid out on the canvas.
Simone: It's anyone's game right now.
Adams: You would think who ever makes it to their feet first has the advantage.
Vinnie and Alex drag themselves up to their feet almost at the same time, Vinnie is back to standing first and he comes in swinging with a high clothesline, Alex ducks, spins and connects with a stiff superkick. Vinnie stumbles into the corner but Alex marches right after him, Vinnie rushes towards Alex driving his shoulder into the midsection of the Champion, sending him across the ring, but as Vinnie looks to drive the shoulder in once more, Alex leapfrogs him, he splashes off the ropes and comes back in with a driving missile kick. Vinnie hits the canvas, but pops back up, however Alex was there waiting, he shoves Vinnie's head between his legs, hooks the arms and drives him face down into the canvas with the pedigree.
Adams: THE DRAGON SLEEP!!!
Alex hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: here is your winner... ALLLLLEEEEEEEEXXXXXX JOOOOONNNNESSSS!!!!!
Simone: Alex has done it, it such a cliff-hanger of a match.
Adams: THE DRAGON SLEEPS GETS THEM EVERYTIME BELINDA, EVERYTIME.
Simone: Can you STOP yelling?!?!?
Alex yanks onto the Roulette Championship that is held out to him by Drew and holds onto it for dear life, as he celebrates his victory of Vinnie.
SCW Bombshells Internet Champion Myra Rivers sits in the locker room with her championship draped over her shoulder. With the main event looming, she's definitely thinking about a lot. Still, the thoughts running through her head don't seem like they are bothering her for even a moment. Even with the magnitude of the main event and what is at stake, Myra is in a calm state of mind as she begins to express her thoughts.
Myra: Ever since my match with Amber was announced, there's no question in my mind that the spotlight and the scrutiny has increased. That's natural when you get as high on the ladder as I am at right now. I've got the match that I wanted for months. It's going to call on my 37th birthday and my 350th day as the Internet Champion nonetheless. The stars certainly aligned for that one, didn't they? It's alright though. They're just a couple of fun, extra wrinkles. In no way am I going to take those things and blow them out of proportion and it's that same amount of zen that I'm going to be carrying into tonight's match. There are so many factors at play that are hard to ignore. There's the obvious 'momentum' factor. There's the stipulation at stake with the winning pinfall getting to be the 'proper' main event of Summer XXXtreme. There's getting a taste of the match I am going to fight. There's the factor of Mark and I not necessarily being friends taking on a team that gels so well for obvious reasons. The old Myra would've taken every single one of those things and scrutinized them and worried about them to kingdom come.
That was the 26 year old Myra focusing so damn hard on trying to win every single match that she was in to rise up the ladder and remain someone with the bright lights and scrutiny surrounding her eventually causing her to collapse.
But this Myra that has been here in Sin City Wrestling? Older. Smarter. Wiser. A greater perspective on things?
I'm not about to fall for the same old traps. I know what's at stake. I know some of the factors at play. But all I need to worry about is what's in front of me: this match right here. Mark and I aren't friends. So what? The momentum going into Summer XXXtreme might not be in my favor when this match is over. So what? Win or lose, my match with Amber might not be the 'proper main event' and yes, I admit that wouldn't be great, but again, why worry? It took me long enough, but maybe I've finally realized the meaning of the phrase 'don't worry, be happy'.
The truth of the matter is this: regardless of what happens tonight? Regardless of what happens at Summer XXXtreme? I've established myself as a mainstay of this division. If worse comes to worse and I lose it all, I've become far too strong and become much too good to collapse to the very bottom and become completely irrelevant again. Instead of obsessing so damn much over the big picture like a younger me would've in a match like this, I'm taking things one match at a time. So while you two: Mac... Amber... want to be that damn focused on being in the proper main event of Summer XXXtreme while while you may want to get that last leg up going into the show, I'm only focused on doing everything I can to ensure that Mark and I win this match.
Summer XXXtreme is in two weeks. Once tonight is over, I'll shift all of my focus to then.
But for NOW? It's THIS match, TONIGHT, that I am focused on. This is going to be a showcase for me. This is my chance to really show how far I've come. I'm not about to blow this chance. You two can say what you want and you can put me through as much of a wringer as you want, but at the end of the day, I'm still going to endure. I'm still going to survive. I'm still going to thrive. To me? This is another match along the way. I know the importance of it, but I'm not going to get caught up in the moment like I have so many times in the past. So best of luck you two. It's nothing personal. It's all business!
Myra stands up and confidently walks out of the locker room as the scene fades out...
Backstage, we find ourselves in the makeshift office shared by Christian Underwood and "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward. Mark had made himself scarce, it was the usual after effect of when his business partner entered the room. Their dynamic together was successful but there really was only so much of Christian one could take.
Plus Mikah could show at any time and sometimes it was better to make one self scarce when she does before she starts claiming to be someone's favorite.
Christian is hastily typing at the keyboard of the laptop on the surface of the desk he is sitting behind, working on finalizing everything about Summer XXXTreme IX, right down to the very last detail, when there is a knock on the door. A rather insistent one and some shouting behind the slid wooden door. Christian looks up and rolls his eyes, giving his head a shake.
Christian: Come in!
The door is thrown open and a still arguing Fenris and "Brother" David Shepherd start in at the same time, and almost wedge themselves in the doorway together. It is a brief but volatile struggle before they finally erupt forth and stumble forward and into the office. They have burning glares directed at one another before slowly, reluctantly, their gazes turn toward the boss man.
Brother David Shepherd: You sent for us?
Christian: Mm ... just give me a minute. That was... really hot!
He smiles, despite himself, resulting in a mutual frown between David and Fenris as they stare at each other and then return their gaze toward Christian himself.
Fenris: Are you still making us team together on that cruise!?
Christian: Did I give you or your representatives any indication otherwise? I know what's going to sell and watching the two of you...
He waves a finger back and forth between the two Superstars standing in front of him.
Christian: Is going to be gold. Comedy gold - but gold none the less.
Brother David Shepherd: But you said you were going to tell us this week who we had to face.
Christian: Hm, yes. That decision was a thorny one, considering you've been a tag champion down in SCU David, and this one here is a Blast From the Past champion. Kind of gives you two an edge that you both know how to win a tag team match even if this one...
He points at Fenris.
Christian: Isn't particularly find of them.
Fenris: Come on! Who the hell do we have to fight!?
Christian: I'm GETTING there you sorry excuse for a Surf Boy! There's a natural build to these announcements!
Fenris turns to David, despite himself.
Fenris: What the fuck is a Surf Boy?
David just rolls his eyes when there is another knock at the door.
Christian: Ahhh! That would be your answer now. Come in!
The door opens -- and in walks ... SENOR VINNIE AND "BULLDOG" BILL BARNHART! Fenris and David stare at the two of Bill and Vinnie step around them and stand together on the side of the desk, closer to Christian. The four men stare at each other for what seems an eternity until Fenris breaks the uncomfortable silence.
Fenris: You have GOT to be fucking kidding me!
Christian: No, I am NOT -- kidding you! Quite the opposite, actually. I'm damn serious. You two are proven threats in singles and have had your successes in tag teams when needed. I figured it only fair to find two men who have been equally successful in both singles and tag -- AND have teamed together before.
Brother David Shepherd: You're putting us, two guys who LOATH each other, against an established team!? How is this fair!?
Christian: And it might have escaped your notice but life is not fair, Cupcake. So you two are just going to have to learn to get along this once if you have any hope of not dropping the ball in this one.
David fumes and turns and storms out of the office without waiting for Christian to give him leave. Fenris just stares back and forth between Bill and Vinnie, saying nothing. He too then turns and leaves, with Bill saluting him on the way out. Christian turns to Bulldog and Vinnie.
Christian: They 'loathe' each other.
Vinnie snorts and Bulldog just rolls his eyes as the boss man shakes his head.
The camera returns to ringside where Justin Decent stands.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome back to the stage -- Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd cheers and applauds as Amanda walks out onto the stage in Daisy Duke shorts and a cutoff, plaid top and braided, blonde wig. Skipping along the stage with picnic basket in hand, she begins the performance...
Amanda: I hopped off the plane at LAX
With a dream and my cardigan
Welcome to the land of fame excess (Whoa)
Am I gonna fit in?
Jumped in the cab, here I am for the first time
Look to my right, and I see the Hollywood sign
This is all so crazy
Everybody seems so famous
My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the taxi man turned on the radio
And a JAY-Z song was on
And a JAY-Z song was on
And a JAY-Z song was on
So I put my hands up
They're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away
I'm noddin' my head like, yeah
Movin' my hips like, yeah
Got my hands up, they're playing my song
They know I'm gonna be okay
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Get to the club in my taxi cab
Everybody's lookin' at me now
Like, "Who's that chick that's rockin' kicks?
She gotta be from out of town"
So hard with my girls not around me
It's definitely not a Nashville party
'Cause all I see are stilettos
I guess I never got the memo
My tummy's turnin' and I'm feelin' kinda homesick
Too much pressure and I'm nervous
That's when the DJ dropped my favorite tune
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
And a Britney song was on
So I put my hands up
They're playin' my song, the butterflies fly away
I'm noddin' my head like, yeah
Movin' my hips like, yeah
Got my hands up, they're playing my song
They know I'm gonna be okay
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
Feel like hopping on a flight (On a flight)
Back to my hometown tonight (Town tonight)
Something stops me every time (Every time)
The DJ plays my song and I feel alright (Hey, hey)
So I put my hands up
They're playing my song, the butterflies fly away
I'm noddin' my head like, yeah (N-n-n-noddin' my head)
Movin' my hips like, yeah (Ooh, yeah)
Got my hands up, they're playing my song
They know I'm gonna be okay (Gonna be okay)
Yeah (Na na, na na), it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah, it's a party in the U.S.A.
So I put my hands up
They're playing my song, the butterflies fly away (Flying away)
I'm noddin' my head like, 'yeah' (Noddin' my head like, yeah)
Movin' my hips like, 'yeah' (Movin' my hips like, yeah)
Got my hands up, they're playing my song
They know I'm gonna be okay (I'm gonna be okay)
Yeah (Yeah), it's a party in the U.S.A.
Yeah (Ha-ha-ha-ha), it's a party in the U.S.A.
As the song draws to a close, a character in a Yogi Bear costume rushes the stage and steals the picnic basket from out of Amanda's hands! Yogi takes off backstage with Amanda giving chase, much to the fans' delight!
Justin: The following contest is a mixed tag team match, with the stipulation that whether Male Superstar or Bombshell pins his or her opponent makes their match for Summer XXXTreme to be the Main Event!!!
The opening for "No Good Bastards" by Tom MacDonald begins to play and the crowd is instantly on their feet cheering the big Texan. He stands there soaking it in and allowing their reaction to energize him as he stands on the stage.
They only get louder as he makes his way towards the ring, he walks slowly, jawing with the occasional fan who's decided he's a tough guy. Mac simply laughs and continues down towards the ring.
Finally he reaches the ring steps and makes his way into the ring.
He approaches the center of the ring and raises both arms into the air. Then extending the middle fingers on both hands he laughs at the chorus of boos that rains down on him from the crowd.
Justin: Currently in the ring!! standing in at 6'6 and weighing in at 280 pounds!! Hailing from Port Arthur, Texas!!! The Internet Champion!! Mac Bane!!!!
Pulsing, red lights rolls over the crowd like a rising tide to the opening echoing thudding stomp and clap of 'Dust And Bone' by Syd Duran, fluctuating in time with the heavy beat as it continues into the opening vocals.
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. 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.
Justin: And his tag team partner!! Standing in at 5'8 and weighing in at 132 pounds!! Hailing from Atlantic City, New Jersey!! Bombshell World Champion!!! Amber Ryan!!!
"Come to Life" by Alter Bridge hits the speakers and the crowd lets out a strong reaction of support as Myra Rivers appears on the stage, already looking to take care of business. She heads down the ramp momentarily pausing at the bottom to give a quick smile at anyone nearby that is letting her know that they are behind her. Once the chorus starts, she gets inside of the ring and walks up to the opposite corner, adjacent to the ring announcer. She leans against the corner, focused and determined for her upcoming match, reveling in the continued showering of love the crowd is raining upon her.
Justin: Standing in at 5'6 and weighing in at 130 pounds!! Hailing from Miami Florida!! Bombshell Internet champion!!! Myra Rivers!!!!
The arena lights dim as the bassline to "Never Again" begins to rumble around the arena. As the guitar riff hits, so does the lights, revealing Mark "The Dragon" Cross standing, one fist aloft, at the top of the aisle. Receiving recognition from the crowd, he strides purposefully to ringside, taking a moment to survey the scene as he reaches the apron.
Justin: Next, from Canterbury, England, standing at 6'1" and weighing in at 225lb, he is the SCW World Heavyweight champion!! He is... Mark "The Dragon" Crrrrrrrrrosssssss!!!
DING DING DING!
The bell has rang as we see Mac Bane and Mark Cross stand in their respectable corners as both Bombshells standing on the outside ogling each other. Mark is hopping from one foot to the other, shaking his head to left and right to loosen his neck. On the other side we see the Internet champion Mac Bane just stare down his opponent. The two men stare each other down before Jasmine tells them to get the match going as Mac slowly moves away from his corner and looks down his smaller opponent. Mac diverts Cross into the turnbuckles as he aims his arms to grab Cross, but the world champion sidesteps and jabs him in the ribs before moving out of the way smiling.
Simone: Cross has a speed advantage over the bigger and stronger Mac Bane. He needs to use it with his striking and submission wrestling to get an upper hand on his opponent.
Adams: True, but we also know it isn't that easy to beat the internet champion.
Mac turns around, feeling his ribs. Not because it is hurting, but more of irritation as Cross got the first blow in. He again attempts to corner the world champion and aims to grab him once more and again it is Cross that sidesteps and once more he jabs in the ribs of Bane and gets in the middle of the ring and smiles at the Internet champion.
Adams; Mac isn't going to like this!!Cross chuckles, motioning towards Mac as he turns his attention towards Myra and talks smack about his opponent before turning around. Only to be met by a discuss punch by the Internet champion that sends the world champion into the ropes before Mac delivers an Irish Whip that sends Mark Cross into the opposite side of the ring, catching Mark Cross with a Spine Buster from the moment that he comes off the ropes and drops the world champion hard in the middle of the ring. he quickly covers Cross as Jasmine goes for the three count
ONE!
TWO!
Cross gets his shoulder up as that forces the three count to be stopped at the count of two, Mac Bane wraps his strong arm across the chin of Cross and wears the world champion down as he drops him on his side on the canvas in the middle of the ring. Jasmine gets to her knees and checks on Cross on whether he is able to continue, but the champion tells her to back off as he attempts to loosen the grip that Bane has on him unsuccessfully. He slowly get to a seated position as he manages to take away some of the pressure that Bane had on him as he slowly manages to get his feet, driving elbows into the midsection of Bane as that causes the grip to be loosened. Cross charges towards the ropes, only to be dropped by Bane with a high knee as he follows the world champion to the ropes. Bane grabs Cross by the head as he pulls him up to his feet before driving him into the turnbuckles and drives series of shoulder tackles into the midsection before whipping him into the corner of the opposite side of the ring. There he charges in on Cross, who jump upwards and stops Cross in his attempt as his foot hits Bane into the face. He then climbs the middle turnbuckle and delivers a double axhandle to the internet champion as that causes him to fall on his back only to get back up again. Mark Cross already anticipated that from the bigger man and grabs him by the head as he sets him up for a kick to the chest of Bane as that causes to lean back a moment before getting kicked into the chest once again and again and again. Bane has red spots on his chest from the kicks before Cross sets him up for a kick to the side of Bane's head as that forces Bane to drop down on his back. Cross covers him as he hooks his leg
ONE!
TWO!
Bane bench presses the world champion off of him showcasing that he still has enough fight in his body. Cross grabs Cross and delivers a slam on him before tagging in Myra as that forces both Bombshells to enter the ring as Bane stares down the world champion with aggression on his face.
Adams: So far the superstars are dead even, let's see how the Bombshells fair
Simone: To be honest, with the main event on the line for Summer XXXTreme I had not expected Cross to tag out at all!!
Myra and Amber charge in on each other, Amber aims to knock Myra's head off with a big time clothesline. But the Bombshell Internet champion ducks the move and drops Amber with a reverse neck breaker. Myra quickly gets to her feet and drops Amber who also has gotten to her feet across her hip onto the canvas into a reverse wristlock with her knee across the shoulder blade and across the side of Amber's face. Jasmine asks whether Amber is able to continue as the Bombshell world champion tells her that she will not give in. She manages slide underneath he knee of Myra as she slowly gets to a knee and pushes her free hand across the face of Myra before slowly getting to her feet and pushes the Bombshell internet champion into the ropes. She whips her to the other side and drops Myra with a high knee as she runs to the middle of the ring. This causes Myra to hit the canvas hard as Amber drops to her knees and starts to choke Myra as this causes Jasmine to warn her before starting to use her five count on the Bombshell world champion.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Amber lets go off the choke as she stares at Jasmine who warns her about the use of the illegal move. Amber smiles as she turns her head back to Myra, completely ignoring Jasmine's warnings. Starting to drive knees into the spine of Myra as she has grabbed her shoulders for leverage. She then grabs both arms of Myra as she pulls them backwards before putting a boot into the spine as that forces Jasmine to ask whether Myra is willing to give in
Adams: The submission wrestler is being put to the challenge on a submission hold of her opponent!!
Myra refuses to give in as she manages to get her feet on the bottom rope as that forces Jasmine to warn Amber to let go off Myra as she uses the five count once more.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
Amber lets go as she grabs Myra by the arm and pulls her to her corner and places her neck across the bottom turnbuckles before walking towards the opposite side of the ring before charging in on Myra to jump on her neck
Simone: This is going to be hurt if she hits this!!!
Adams: NO!!
Myra manages to roll out of the way at the final moment, ausing Ambrer to hit her knee into the turnbuckle as she backs off while limping. Myra quickly gets to her feet and kicks Amber in the back of her injured leg as that drops Amber. She grabs her by the leg and drags her to the outside of the ring as she drives the painful leg across the apron as that sends Amber sitting upwards. Myra has gotten on the ring apron as she grabs the top rope and jumps upwards before moving her body between the middle and top rope as she kicks Amber in the face with both feet. She covered her while hooking both legs.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE...
Amber somehow still manages to get her strength to force a kick out as she sits up with an expression of pain on her face. Myra has gotten up to her feet first, running to the ropes on the side of near Amber before charging in on her. But Amber somehow found the strength and the speed to jump out of a seated position with a spear. Dropping Myra as this causes both Bombshells to be on the canvas not moving as Jasmine starts to use a ten count.
Adams: I wonder what happens for the Main Event at Summer XXXTreme as this match ends in a count out!!!
Simone: Let's see how this ends up Jason!!
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TWO!
THREE!
Neither women are anywhere near for getting back to their feet
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FIVE!
SIX!
Both slowly start to crawl over towards the ropes as the ten count continues
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
Just as Myra is halfway to her feet it is Mark Cross that tags himself in, forcing Jasmine to stop the ten count as neither Bombshells are legal in this match. Cross and Bane charge in on each other as Bane decks Cross with a clothesline. He grabs Cross by the head and sets him up for a Body Slam, only to have Cross to slither out of his grip and drop down on the canvas while holding on to the upper legs of Bane. Trying to break his balance and drop him backwards into a pinning position, but Bane sits down and that causes the shoulders to be planted on the canvas for the cover
ONE!
TWO!
Cross manages to lift up his legs underneath the armpits of Bane, pushing him backwards as that puts Bane suddenly in a pinning position as his shoulders are now underneath the legs of Cross as he has the waist wrapped in his arms
ONE!
TWO!
Bane kicks out as he kicks Cross against the face, both men get to their feet as Cross ducks a clothesline before kicking him in the midsection. He quickly lifts Bane up on his shoulders and hits a
Simone: Go to Sleep!!!
He goes for the cover as Jasmine goes for the three count
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winners of this match by pinfall!! Mark Cross and Myra Rivers!!!
Simone: Cross pinned Bane!! Making therefore their match the main event for Summer XXXTreme!!!!
Adams: Whoa whoa whoa, Cross is outta here...
A sudden look of urgency flashes across the face of Mark Cross as he demands for his World Heavyweight title to be returned to his hands, which happens in short order, the champ setting off at a dead run for the backstage area.
Simone: I think if our World champion still has that much left in the tank he probably should have used a little more of it in the ring...
The camera follows as Cross flies up the ramp and through the corridors, trying hard not to skittle anyone down as he cut through the crowd of people, right into the parking lot, and the purple-and black 1974 Ford Mustang he'd brought with him. The Boss 302 engine roared to life, and with a screech of burning rubber, the champ was gone.
Adams: Well...that's one way to make an exit...
Simone: And a way to end the show. I don't know what's up with our World Champion but I'm sure we'll find out in two weeks as we take to the seas for SCW Summer XXXTreme IX!
Adams: I'm glad you said SCW, cause someone said another company somewhere else recently and it wasn't good.
Simone: Someone might get that, but anyway, for Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying good night everybody!
The camera fades to Myra looking at the screen and Cross' exit with a confused look on her face.
THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, The Lord MK, Annie, Gerrit, Jenny, Court, Andy, Mark Cross, Laura, Mercedes, JJ and AJ. Also to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed.