The opening shot is inside of the Kezar Pavilion in San Francisco, California. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage, clad in his sexy 'Chippendales' uniform of black spandex pants and matching boots, white collar with black tie and white cuffs. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.

He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants.

Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!

Justin: Hello, and welcome to the Kezar Pavilion in San Francisco, California for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control!

Those in attendance applaud and cheer enthusiastically.

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

The music begins as Amanda struts out onto the stage in high heels, wearing a Vegas showgirls costume, with a blue, green and silver peacock theme.

Amanda: Now you know (mm-hmm)
When a diva is so fabulous that she must have been sent by the mermaid goddesses of the ocean,
honey (ooo, tell it sister), we call that FISH (like Nemo!)
Let me tell you 'bout it (ha!)

This mix for them fly chicks, that's tongue-poppin' them lipsticks
So glam, like hot damn, got a hundred thousand follows on Instagram
Workin', twerkin', call me Deadliest Catch
My shape right, I'm out tonight, baby girl is on some snatch

I'm so fish! (Yes gawd) Gotta serve me up on a platter, babe
So fish! (Yes gawd) Can't handle me, it don't matter, babe
So fish! (Yes gawd) Say my name, it's Wadley baby
So fish! (Yes gawd) Every girl's about that money

Break it down

Gays singin hallelu'
Gays singin hallelu'
Gays singin hallelu'
Cause Uptown Fish gonna give it to you
Cause Uptown Fish gonna give it to you
Cause Uptown Fish gonna give it to you
Wednesday night, too many shots, get yo hands off my crotch! (Hao!)
Fish! Get yo hands off my crotch
Fish! Get yo hands off my crotch
Fish! Get yo hands off my crotch
Get yo hands off my crotch
Get yo hands off my crotch
Hey! Hey! Hey! Heeeey!

Stop! Wait a minute, (what?) lost yo weave, put some glue in it
Swing ya hips, shake ya ass, Felicia, pack the bags (girl!)

Gigs in Vegas, Amsterdam, even at the Taj Mahal,
Oh Lawdy, turn the party
Supermodel like my name RuPaul (Chantè!)

I'm so fish! (Yes gawd) Gotta serve me up on a platter, babe
So fish! (Yes gawd) Can't handle me, it don't matter, babe
So fish! (Yes gawd) Say my name, it's Wadley baby
So fish! (Yes gawd) Every girl's about that money

Break it down

Gays singin hallelu'
Gays singin hallelu'
Gays singin hallelu'
Cause Uptown Fish gonna give it to you
Cause Uptown Fish gonna give it to you
Cause Uptown Fish gonna give it to you
Wednesday night, too many shots, get yo hands off my crotch! (Hao!)
Fish! Get yo hands off my crotch
Fish! Get yo hands off my crotch
Fish! Get yo hands off my crotch
Get yo hands off my crotch
Get yo hands off my crotch
Hey! Hey! Hey! Heeeey!

Mmm Now this one's dedicated to the girls on the block that be turnin' it (ooh)
Uptown fish too much, Uptown fish too much (x4)
Bounce, and turn it, you hot tonight, gon' burn it
You butter, baby, so churn it
You want the dollar, then earn it
Bounce, and turn it, you hot tonight, gon' burn it
Wednesday night, too many shots, caviar, fish and tuna baby
Hao! Come on baby!
Alright, yes hao
(Get it girl) Get yo hands off my crotch
Get yo hands off my crotch
Get yo hands off my crotch
Hey! Hey! Hey! Heeeey!

(Servin' it up, servin' it up, servin' it up like candy)

Work it, turn it, twerk it, burn it! Catfish! Hao!

Amanda does a hand on hip, look back over the shoulder pose and wink as the spotlight fades off.

And we return to ringside to join Belinda Simone and Jason Adams.

Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to San Francisco, California for Climax Control!

Jason waves goofily to the camera.

Simone: Jason, this week is big as we have eight matches, including the Roulette title being up for grabs in tonight's Main Event!

Adams: And Candy takes control starting today as the interim Boss while Christian is on vacation!

Simone: And tonight Miles "Milo" Kasey kicks things off by stepping inside of the ring against Shane Borderland! Miles, one of the front runners for the now vacant Internet championship!

Adams: Ruby Steele is back and she has eyes only for Alicia Lukas, the chick who put HER chick Courtney Pierce on the shelf! But she better have eyes ion Azurine Vebbins because THAT is who she's up against tonight!

Simone: Two women who have their eyes set on the world title go at it in singles competition when Roxi Johnson is scheduled to face Jessie Salco!

Adams: Brayden Hilton has been whining like a little girl ever since his match against Fenris this week was announced. Unfortunately it's worked against him because now everyone is more determined than ever to see Fenris wipe the mat with him!

Simone: We as of yet still do not know what the hell a Powderpuff Hardcore match is, courtesy of Candy, but that is exactly what we are going to see between Samantha Marlowe and Johanna Krieger!

Adams: In the first Hot Stuff Eliminator match, World Champion Mac Bane is up against former two-time Internet Champ Agostino Romano in a non-title match! IF Agostino wins, he gets a guaranteed title shot at Violent Conduct VII!

Simone: And on the flip side, World Bombshell Champion Amber Ryan then faces Bea Barnhart with the sake stakes! if Bea wins, she is next in line for the world title!

Adams: And the Main Event is for the Roulette Championship! Alex Jones defends the title against Caleb Storms!

Simone: All this and more on SCW Climax Control!




The camera catches up to the back where Candy was standing, surrounded by all the SCW referees. But... they were all wearing their brand new PINK and black referee shirts. Some didn't seem to mind it, but the rest were not very happy.

Candy: You guys look so amazing!!! These new referee shirts are the bestest. Now, remember, you gotta keep an eye out on the bad guys. They like to try and cheat when you aren't looking. Don't let them!

The referees crossed their arms or looked annoyed... as she stood there telling them how to do their jobs.

Candy: So good luck out there, everyone! Let's have a great show!!!

The referees all mumbled a bit as they walked off in different directions, leaving her holding her hand up in the air waiting for a high five. She shrugged as she turned around and was face to face with a stagehand.

Stagehand: Miss Candy? I have the papers you requested. It wasn't easy to find someone to make these things pink... but I found someone. Granted, it isn't going to be cheap.

Candy: That's ok! Only the bestest for SCW and their fans!

Stagehand: Since it's financial... shouldn't I get it signed by Mr Ward?

Candy: No... I'll take care of that. Thank you!

She took the paperwork with a big smile

Candy: He's gonna LOVE this!!! Come on Fluffy!

She skips off down the hallway, Fluffy right on her feet.




Scene switches to the back as we see Miles Kasey standing there, finishing off his last second preparations.

Pussy: Miles, real quick before you head out there, how are you feeling going into this match?

Miles Kasey: You mean provided the guy even shows up? Pussy, coming out of Summer Xxxtreme, I told myself that I was going to shift my focus...that I'm going to get my head out of my arse and somehow make it better. I was telling Alex just last night that I sorta felt like Ferris Beuler.

Pussy: ....how so?

Miles Kasey: That I legit put in my worst performance of my career....and they never doubted it for a second.

He raises his eyebrows and smirks towards the camera

Miles Kasey: Hit my music, will ya mates?




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

"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon 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 springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!

Justin Decent: And his opponent, standing six foot one and weighing in at 215 pounds from Manchester in the United Kingdom..MILES...KASSSEY

As the lights dim throughout the arena, red strobe lights start shining everywhere as the sound of "My Time to Shine" by Saliva blares through the arena. Shane Borderland slowly comes out behind the curtain and stops when he reaches the top of the ramp and looks throughout the crowd. He raises his arms up in the air as the crowd boo's him. He starts walking down the ramp looking side to side at the crowd. He jumps up on the apron, and turns an looks at the crowd and shakes his head. He goes through the middle rope and hops up on the turnbuckle and extends his arms. (Randy Orton Style) then he jumps off the turnbuckle..

Justin Decent: And his opponent, now in the ring, standing six foot four from San Diego California. SHHHHANE BORDERLAND

DING DING DING!

The bell starts us off and Shane Borderland runs across the ring and swings at Miles with a right hand, Miles ducks it and Shane turns and keeps attacking, Miles though dodges, ducks, dips, dives and..er..dodges. Borderland shakes his head looking frustrated, he steps in and locks up with Miles shoving him all the way back against the ropes, Miles ducks under the top rope and grabs it, the referee counts and reaches four, Borderland backs off and Miles shakes his head moving away from the ropes. Borderland attacks Miles again going to lock up and again Miles avoids it ducking under and rolling across the ring before popping back up to his feet on the other side of the ring. Shane Borderland gets frustrated kicking the bottom rope before getting in referee Drew Pattons face.

Adams: Shane Borderland is a name many people know and recognise from around the world but since signing with SCW he has struggled to find any success. And right now Miles Kasey seems to be getting in his head and frustrating him

Simone: Miles is fast, elusive and smart. He's someone who is on the cusp of being something great but has also struggled, but Miles version of struggling is doing great in title matches and coming up short...Shane Borderlands struggles to win...at all

Adams: Well...yes

Miles smiles and tells Borderland to "Bring it" He lunges at Miles who ducks again and spins around hitting a huge standing dropkick, Borderland falls from the ring and lands outside, Miles hits the ropes and looks for a bing move, Borderland moves and Miles does a handstand, flips back and lands in the center of the ring with a smirk that ignites the crowd again. Borderland kicks the steel steps outside the ring looking even more frustrated Miles leans back against rhe ropes and calls for him to come back in. Borderland grabs the middle rope and pills himself onto the apron before slowly getting in the ring, he sneers and shakes his head as Miles looks around at the crowd. Borderland charges at Miles again, Miles ducks under and moves around hooking his arm around Borderlands hip and taking him down into a roll up.

ONE!

TWO!

Borderland kicks out, Miles is up to his feet first, he hits an arm drag, he pops back up and hits a headlock takedown keeping Borderland on the mat, Borderland fights back up to his feet and backs them both into the ropes shooting Miles off, Kasey comes back and Borderland is able to hit a snap powerslam taking him down. Miles holds his back and Borderland finally looks a little more comfortable. He pulls Miles up with a smirk and goes for a neckbreaker, Miles though is able to get out of it and shove Borderland away, he kicks Shane in the stomach and hits the ropes before leaping over Borderland and hitting a sunset flip, he holds Shane down.

ONE!

TWO!

Borderland kicks out, he rolls over to his feet but Miles leans back and kips up to his feet. Borderland shakes his head and Miles smiles, Borderland shooting in one one knee, grabs Miles around the hips and goes for a German suplex in a great move of athletic ability and speed but as he released Miles the high flier throws himself back and flips landing on his feet, Borderland gets up and turns right into a spinning heel kick from Miles taking him down.

Simone: Miles Kasey just does things that many people think are physically impossible. But we have seen it week after week here in Sin City Wrestling

Adams: Oh Miles Kasey is one of the most talented athletes we have. For my money he is one of the most entertaining human beings on the planet

Miles stays on the attack, he hits a nfew low kicks to Shanes leg, Shane limps and holds his knee as he gets to the corner leaning against the turnbuckle. Miles runs in and leaps in the air planting his legs on Shanes chest and he backflips off him landing on his feet in the middle of the ring, Borderland runs out swinging with another lariat, Miles throws himself back to avoid it onto his own shoulders and kips back up again, he kicks Shane in the stomach with a back mule kick, as Borderlands doubles overMiles throws his leg over Borderlands head and as Borderlands stands up Miles throws his body back using the momentum to hit his reverse frankensteiner dropping Borderlands on the top of his head! Miles dives on Borderlands.

ONE!

TWO!

Borderlands just kicks out, Miles holds up three fingers to Drew Patton who waves it off and answers with "Two".

Simone: Miles thought he had him. He dropped Shane Borderlands on his head and honestly I thought it was over too.

Adams: Borderland is almost 250 pounds, landing on his head like that with all that weight was dangerous and I'm shocked he was able to kick out but here we are.

Miles looks at the ropes, he waits for Borderland to start moving and goes for the Blast from the past, but as he leaps back Borderland catches him and hits a german suplex. Miles lands hard and Borderland shakes off Miles' attack from before trying to clear the cobwebs out. He ducks down and picks Miles up hitting his spinal tap spinebuster!. Miles bounces off the mat and Borderlands smirks arrogantly before sliding back and waiting for Miles to get up calling for the running punt kick he calls the infusion.

Simone: Oh no. if Borderlands hits this it might not just be the end of the match but...it could be concussion time for Miles

Adams: I hate a punt kick, it's so..I don't know. Unnecessary. But here he goes!

Borderland runs forward and swings his leg, Miles rolls out of the way and Borderland spins around, he steps forward and hits Miles with a hard forearm pulling him into the wrist clutch exploder position, he lifts Miles up but Miles is able to jump and flip up and over Borderland landing on his feet behind him, he keeps the momentum going running to the ropes and jumping off throwing himself backwards hitting the blast from the past cutter!. Borderlands looks out and Miles rolls him over hooking the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner.... Miles Kasey!

Simone:IT'S OVER!

Adams:What a great win for Miles Kasey as he reminds us all what kind of star he can be

Simone: When he lives up to his potential!




The camera opens up backstage toward the beginning of the show and the crowd watching live in the Kezar Pavilion cheers as the doors from the parking garage open and into the building steps Fenris and his brother Aron. As per usual, Aron takes on the personal responsibility of pulling the luggage cart carrying his brother's ring gear and equipment while Fenris walks straight ahead. They pass a door along the way toward the men's dressing room and it slowly creeps open and out pops the head of none other than - Candy!?!?

The fans cheer!

Simone: What on earth is that woman up to?

Adams: She heard Fenris was giving away free hugs and wants one for her very own!

Candy slips out from the closet and tip toes along the hall, following closely but not too close. Aron has a feeling and he turns his head and sees what is going on, and a bright smile breaks out on his face as she slips along past him and gains ever so closer toward Fenris from behind. Her face is all smiles and eyes filled with excitement as she reaches toward him when....

Fenris: Don't even THINK about it!!!

Candy freezes as Fenris turns around and stares at her with those cold, blue eyes of his and that perpetual frown. Candy clears her throat and puts on the most innocent of all mannerisms, and not very convincing at that as she rocks back and forth on the balls of her feet and points at herself in a universal "Who, me?" gesture. Fenris does the equally universal "I got my eyes on you" between them and turns and walks away, Aron passing by a now disappointed Candy.

Aron: Nice try though.

He pats her on the shoulder and on they go.




The arena cuts to black as the slow guitar intro of "Blood Lightning" by Lutharo is heard over the PA System, right as the song launches into the opening guitar solo the lights start to flash across the arena before a single spotlight shines on Jessie headbanging to the song.

Simone: We will be seeing Jessie in action later against Roxi Johnson, but it seems she didn't want people to wait that long!

Adams: I don't think it's just about the match with Roxi Belinda!

Jessie makes her way down the ramp and takes a mic as she circles the ring.

Jessie: I may as well give it to you straight, coming into tonight's show I have a lot on my mind.

Jessie says before climbing up onto the apron.

Jessie: And as good a friend as Roxi Johnson is, I'm sorry to say that not all of it has to do with my match against her tonight, load up the tweet on the big screen.

The screen shows a tweet from Amber Ryan's Twitter account posted after last week's show in response to comments Jessie made at Climax Control 306.

Jessie: There's a lot of stuff to pack away here but I want to highlight one thing, the end of Amber Ryan's tweet, and I quote: "If you want a shot that bad, you know where to find me"."

Jessie steps into the ring as the Tweet disappears from the screen.

Jessie: Anyone who's been following my career since I won the Bombshell Internet Title a few years ago knows one thing, the World Bombshell Title has been in my sights ever since because I wanted to join the ranks of the Grand Slam Champions.

Jessie messages her forehead with her free hand.

Jessie: I'm not going to do into detail about the stuff I've done to try to achieve that goal because the last thing I want before a match with Roxi Johnson is a migraine but Amber? Consider your challenge accepted!

The crowd pops in response to that.

Jessie: That just leaves Roxi Johnson, and I put it best in my promo earlier this week, me and Roxi are good friends but better opponents! Tonight, is about two things, putting on a hell of a match with Roxi and finally getting a win over her!

Jessie says as she leans against the ropes.

Jessie: Don't get me wrong, I still have the Bombshell Internet Title in the back of my mind now that it's been vacated, and should I lose this latest attempt to win the World Bombshell Title I'll just set my sights on that instead! Either way, I'll be a champion again before you know it!

"Blood Lightning" starts up again and Jessie leaves the ring before heading to the back.




Justin moves to enter the ring and brings the microphone to his lips as Jasmine St John stands in the middle of the ring watching the entryway.

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 true Jason but what kind of name is it?

I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston begins to blast all across the speakers and as it does we are able to see Ruby Steele emerging from the curtain. She is clad in a sparkling ruby glow in the dark jacket. The jacket shines brightly and she excitedly sprints to the ring slapping the hands of the roaring fans. She does some cartwheels before finishing up with one massive backflip. She giggles before she slowly slides into the ring. She nips up to her feet and blows kisses to the crowd before she bounces about waiting for the match to begin.

Justin: From London England...Ruby Steele!

Adams: Azurine and Ruby in a match like this...it could go either way tonight.

Jasmine motions for both bombshells to join her in the middle of the ring where she began to warn each about having a clean match. She backs away and motions for the bell.

Simone: Jasmine calling for the bell and this match will get underway.

DING DING DING!

The two bombshells began to circle in the middle of the ring before lunging into a collar and elbow tie up. A tug of war between the two started only to have Ruby turn the head of Azurine into a headlock. Ruby grinds down on the ear of Azurine who struggles then pushes Steele into the ropes. Ruby rebounds off the ropes and sends Vebbins to the mat with a shoulder block. Ruby looks down then rushes across the ring to bounce off the opposite ropes. Vebbins throws herself to the mat in front of Ruby forcing her to leapfrog over her. Getting quickly to her feet, Azurine catches the rebounding Ruby Steele with a belly to belly suplex that has Ruby arching in pain. Azurine rolls to her hands and knees as Ruby rolls away from her towards the ropes to pull herself to her feet. Vebbins nods and then moves towards Ruby with her hand extended in a show of respect. Ruby accepts the gesture and the two begin to circle once more. Locking up in a collar and elbow tie up again, this time it is Azurine that turns the hold into a headlock that she chains into a belly to back suplex that sends Ruby skidding towards the ropes once more.

Adams: Both Azurine and Ruby are being careful in the ring and both have had the advantage but it looks like Vebbins is getting the upper hand.

Azurine gets to her feet as Ruby pushes out of the ring and to the floor. She looks at Azurine in the ring and then reaches up to pull herself onto the ring apron but drops once more as Azurine moves toward the ropes. Vebbins sits on the middle rope and holds them open for Steele who looks concerned at Azurine who assures her and motions for her to come into the ring. Ruby slowly gets on the apron and slides into the ring between the ropes. Once inside the ring, Ruby turns to see Azurine straightening up. Steele moves to catch the hand of Vebbins and whips her across the ring. Bouncing off the ropes behind her, Ruby meets Azurine with a slingblade that brings her to the canvas. Azurine clutches at the back of her head as she rolls to her stomach on the mat. Ruby turns and tries to roll Vebbins over for a pin. Azurine prevents this and tries to roll up Steele in a small package that Ruby rolls through. Both women get to their feet and charge at each other with a double clothesline that send bot women to the mat. Azurine is first to sit up while Ruby crawls to the ropes on her hands and knees. Getting up, Azurine moves in and locks her hands around the waist of Ruby who is struggling to hold onto the ropes as Vebbins tries to use a german suplex. Azurine once more tugs on the body of Steele whose hands slip from the rope. Vebbins arches back and takes Ruby over her head with a german suplex.

Simone: Azurine is able to get Ruby onto her back with that german suplex. Now all she has to worry about is keeping her shoulders on the mat.

Not letting go of Steele, Azurine rolls her hips and pulls Ruby to her feet for another german suplex. Ruby grabs the back of her head and is unable to stop a third german suplex from Vebbins who releases the hold and then rolls over to pin the shoulders of Ruby to the mat for only a one count as Steele kicks up and raises her shoulder quickly. Leaning back on her heels, Azurine looks at Jasmine St. John in surprise as Jasmine shows one finger. Getting to her feet with a hand on the arm of Ruby, Azurine ducks the head of Ruby into the crook of her arm as she tries to pull her up into a vertical suplex however, Steele is able to power Azurine up and over to reverse the suplex with a back body drop of her own. Azurine arches her back as her hand moves to the lower back as she swivels to one hip before getting to her knees. She rushes to her feet and charges towards Ruby who hits an arm drag that sends Vebbins to the mat once more. Azurine hits the mat angrily as Ruby rushes over her and leaps on the rope to hit a lionsault on the prone Vebbins knocking the air from her lungs.

Adams: Ruby changing the flow of the match by hitting that lionsault on Azurine.

Simone: Azurine is going to have to do something to prevent Ruby from getting the pin.

Ruby rolls over ready to grab Azurine but the bombshell had rolled to the outside and safety. Leaning heavily on the ring apron, Vebbins is fighting to catch her breath. Ruby moves to the ropes and then reaching over the top rope, she grabs a handful of Azurine's hair in an attempt to pull her up onto the ring apron. Azurine feels the pull and fights to the ring apron before grabbing the back of Ruby's neck then drops to the floor which hangs Ruby hard over the top rope then flops backwards to the mat clutching at her throat as she rolls on her stomach and kicks at the mat. Azurine picks herself up and slides under the bottom rope and into the ring. Ruby is slowly getting to her hands and knees. Azurine moves in front of Ruby and as she rises, catches her with a fisherman's suplex hold but before she can lift her over, Ruby rolls her up into a small package which has Vebbins kicking hard to escape the hold. Ruby is only able to get a one count before the hold is broken and Azurine rolls away. Rising to their feet, Azurine charges towards Ruby with a clothesline attempt that Steele ducks under then spins Vebbins around to scoop her up and slams her to the mat near the ropes. Ruby leaps over Azurine and hits a springboard leg drop on the prone body of Vebbins. Rolling over, Ruby gets the shoulders of Azurine to the mat for a two count before Vebbins kicks out.

Simone: Ruby Steele is starting to gain advantage of the match. Azurine has to start a comeback soon.

Slamming her hands on the canvas, Ruby surges to her feet and then grabs the hair of Vebbins to pull her to her feet. Azurine pushes the hands off and both women begin to trade punches in the middle of the ring. Ruby then is able to fight off the punches and forces Azurine into the corner. Backing away slightly from a dazed Azurine, Ruby hits a surprise dropkick on Vebbins whose head is rocked back and she staggers out of the corner to fall face first to the mat. Looking down at the prone Azurine, Ruby turns and climbs the turnbuckles and perches on the top rope as Azurine rises. Launching from the top rope, Steele takes her down with a missile dropkick. Getting to her feet, Ruby pulls Azurine up then pulls her into a cradle then drops downward with the Ruby Tuesday ddt. Rolling over, Ruby covers Azurine.

Simone: It's the Ruby Tuesday...this match might very well be over with that move.

ONE!

Adams: Vebbins isn't moving Belinda. I think the Ruby Tuesday DDT has knocked her out.

TWO!

Simone: I think you are right Jason.

THREE!

Adams: That does it, Azurine has been pinned and now Jasmine is signaling for the bell.

The hand of Jasmine hits the canvas a final time then she points towards the timekeeper to ring the bell.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match, Ruby Steele!

Ruby has her hand raised in victory as Azurine begins to stir on the mat. Jasmine moves to check on her as Ruby climbs the turnbuckles and holds her hands up to the cheers of the fans.

Adams: Ruby Steele is the winner of the match tonight Belinda but for most of the match, it was a big toss up on who was going to win.

Azurine is helped from the ring as she holds a hand to the back of her neck and walks up the ramp as Ruby continues to celebrate in the ring as her music blares over the venue.




Back at the ring, there is a lull in the action as officials and referees clean up debris and whatnot, and then a person in a hood hops the guardrail. The figure quickly rolls into the ring and snatches the microphone from Justin Decent, pulling back the hood, the figure is revealed to be Jack Washington!

Adams: It's Jack Washington!

Simone: He has returned after a long layoff!

Jack paces back and forth, not saying a word, there is a mild pop just for the surprise and the return. Jack lets that die down, and then stops, putting the microphone up to his lips

Jack: It's not important why I left. It's not important where I've been. All you need to know, is that I am back, and I am going to take back what is mine!

And just like that, Jack tosses the microphone back to Justin, exiting the ring and leaving just the way he entered, through the crowd.

Adams: I think Jack has set his sights on gaining gold once again.

Simone: This is trouble for everyone in SCW.




The scene cuts in on Myra Rivers who is in a better mood than she was last week. She's certainly showing that time has certainly healed some of those Summer XXXtreme wounds as she does not appear to be showing any signs of backing down or giving up at all. Myra sits on the couch of the green room backstage, sorting through her thoughts one last time as she begins to speak.

Myra: Over the last week, someone had the nerve to tell me to accept my place in the back of the line. I won't name drop. This person has nothing to do with Sin City Wrestling. But, they wanted to come out and say that I'm being a 'sore loser' for wanting another title shot. They are trying to paint me as 'desperate' for a rematch. I get it. That's the nature of the business. But here's the thing: I had 'rematch' in mind in the event of losing that match from the beginning. I didn't think about it so much because I was dead set on winning and I wasn't going to focus on any Plan B's or anything of that nature. Furthermore? Was this thing between Amber and I EVER going to be just ONE match at Summer XXXtreme? Take a moment and think about that. Was that ever going to happen? Had I won, she'd be doing the exact same thing that I am doing and I wouldn't blame her a bit. I would take that rematch in a heartbeat. I made it extremely clear that it's what I wanted for Violent Conduct. Amber has been quiet about that so far. But I don't expect it to be for much longer. I know that there is ONE circumstance that I have to have an eye on and one circumstance that may throw things out of the loop and that's this 'eliminator' match that is happening. If Bea Barnhart wins, she's getting a title shot and that may throw a wrench into things.

But honestly?

I'm not worried about it. Nothing against Bea, but there is little doubt in my mind that Amber is going to win that match and that this eliminator match is going to be a non-factor. Believe me when I say this though: I'll be watching that match closely. I will be waiting to see if Amber has an answer. I'll be waiting to see if she has anything to say. She may even come out and say something about it before she even goes out there to compete against her. But, I also know that I have to focus on myself. I've expressed that I'm not done yet. In fact, I am better than I've ever been at any point in my career.

Why should I be most recent challengers for the Bombshells World Championship that just give up after one opportunity? Why should I sit back and be a one and done challenger when I know that my window of opportunity isn't closed? Hell, why should I let ANYONE define what that window of opportunity is?

If there is anyone in the locker room that thinks I should just step aside and let someone else have their shot, let me tell you something. That's not going to happen. I'm not giving up on the World Championship. I'm not going to quit. I'm going to keep pushing until that world championship happens. I'll do whatever I have to do to earn that second chance too if that's what I have to do. I'm refreshed from Summer XXXtreme. Put me in one of those 'eliminator' matches too, if you'd like. Whatever I need to do to further stake my claim, I'll do it. Not only do I want to get back in the ring sooner rather than later, I NEED to! I NEED that opportunity not just to bounce back, but to stake that claim that I deserve another shot at that title. If it has to be an 'eliminator' match, so be it. There is nothing that I wouldn't do to get another chance. But believe me, I'm not fading away and I'm not about to rot on the sidelines. The next time I compete in a match, you'll see exactly why this rematch at Violent Conduct needs to happen... not just for me... but for the entire division as well.

Myra maintains her composure for a bit as she stands up and walks out of the green room. The scene afterward fades to black.




Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first... hailing from Tampa, Florida... Roxi Johnson....

The opening guitar riff of Rush' "Limelight" begin on the PA system. The cameras pan around the arena, and as the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson rushes through the curtain and stops, a huge smile on her face. She soaks in the cheers and treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before climbing up on the apron and looking out at the cheering crowd, before entering the ring and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers. She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, turns to the hard camera side and dropping to a knee, and giving the "I love you" in sign language pose. She stands and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.

Justin: and her opponent...

The arena cuts to black as the slow guitar intro of "Blood Lightning" by Lutharo is heard over the PA System, right as the song launches into the opening guitar solo the lights start to flash across the arena before a single spotlight shines on Jessie headbanging to the song.

Justin: From Miami, Florida, please welcome Jessie Salco!

Jessie posses at the top of the ramp just as the clean vocals of Krista is heard over the PA before she makes her way down the ramp, Jessie rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd again as the song fades.

DING DING DING!

Salco and Johnson jog on the spot for a few seconds as Salco rushes in and tries to catch Johnson off guard with a running dropkick but Johnson dodges and lands on her ass but quickly climbs to her feet and rushes towards Johnson, who catches Salco with a spinning back hand, which Salco stumbles back into the corner, which Johnson follows up with a boot to the face of Salco, Johnson turns and heads to the corner, which Salco shakes off the boot and rushes forward and hits a front flip forearm to Johnson's face. Salco then turns and rushes to the opposite corner but Johnson follows her and leaps up hitting a high knee, which knock Salco, who drops to her knees but pulls herself up and Johnson turns as Salco shakes off the high knee and follows Johnson, as Johnson pushes herself up using the ropes and Salco dives underneath her. As Johnson stumbles backwards, Salco leaps up and as Johnson takes a step forward Salco grabs Johnson around the head with her legs and follows up with a tight headscissors take down, which propels Johnson face first against the middle turnbuckle, who then drops down to the mat.

Simone: Salco tries for a quick start but doesn't work out so well but Johnson pounces and hits a spinning back fist to Salco before quickly following up with a boot.

Adams: Fast paced start here, as Salco quickly shakes off the boot and follows up with a handspring type forearm, Salco turns, and Johnson follows up with a high knee.

Simone: A lot of back-and-forth countering shots here. however, Salco strikes with first with a headscissors sends Johnson face first into the middle turnbuckle.

Salco turns and backs up before rushing in and leaps onto Johnson driving her knees into her chest and in turn driving Johnson up against the turnbuckle. Salco climbs off her and then grabs a foot and drags her away from the corner and then goes for a cover...

ONE!

Kickout!

Adams: Salco tries for a pin but only gets a one count.

Johnson kicks out easily as she and Salco quickly moves to their knees and stare at each other for a few moments as they both climb to their feet and back away and take their moment. Johnson and Salco shakes themselves out before moving back in and locking up in the centre of the ring, where they jockey for position until Johnson breaks the hold and counters into a headlock, where she drops to a single knee as she makes the move uncomfortable as possible, Johnson bring Salco back up and Salco grabs at Johnson's hands as she tries to break Johnson's grip and doesn't really succeed and instead she twists and grabs Johnson' waist and legs and drags her down to the mat for a surprise pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Adams: Salco and Johnson go back to neutral before moving to the centre of the ring and jockey for position but Johnson breaks and locks in a headlock but that is only brief and as Johnson while she keeps the headlock in place, Salco manages to find a way out of the move and into surprise pin... but she only gets a two count.

Johnson rolls away and gets to a knee again before climbing to her feet, as also Salco gets to her feet, and they circle the ring once more as they move in but Salco dodges the possible lock up and grabs Johnson around the waist from behind, however, Johnson grabs at Salco hands and is quick to break her grip and quickly counters and grabs Salco from behind, which Salco grabs at Johnson's hands as she tries to escape but with little luck and Johnson lifts her up and plants her down on the mat, before adjusting herself to grab the neck and torso of Salco. Salco begins to shift and gets to her knees before twisting one more time, where latches onto Johnson's arm and bends it back before locking in an arm bar and cranks back on it hard using Johnson's body as part of the leverage.

Simone: These exchanges have been interesting as once again more counters but this time around Salco counters Johnson's headlock and into a arm bar and cranks back on Johnson's arm.

Salco continues to crank back on the arm, as Johnson grimaces, however, she uses Salco over cranking and momentum to roll her over and for a pin attempt...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Adams: Salco over cranked and Johnson almost caught Salco with that pin.

Johnson rolls away and back to her feet as she rubs her shoulder and stretches it a little as Salco then climbs to her feet before circling the ring once more as Salco raises her hand up and inch closer to Johnson and Johnson does the same thing until they link hands and adjust their stands, before raising their other hand up and link them before continuing to adjust their stance and begin to try and overpower each other. Johnson begins to push a little bit harder, which forces Salco to respond back, and she begins to push back as she tries to unbalance Johnson but with little luck and Salco gives one final push before lifting her foot up and breaks Johnson grip from hand. Salco then bring her foot up again and hooks it over Johnson's arm before leaping up and bringing her other foot underneath and hits a drag, which sends Johnson across the ring.

Simone: Now a test of strength with neither getting the upper hand.

Adams: However, Salco just pulled off an interesting move there. It's like a arm drag but not.

Johnson stumbles to her feet as Salco climbs to hers and she rushes forward and catches Johnson with a forearm shot, Salco grabs Johnson and moves her out of the corner, where she pushes her up against the ropes and attempts to send her across the ring, but Johnson counters and sends Salco across the ring and Salco leaps on to the ropes, which quickly changes her mind and doesn't flatten herself onto the mat but instead steps aside and Salco expecting Johnson to be behind her tries for a crossbody and hits nothing but air and then mat as she lands on it.

Simone: Regardless it was impressive.

Adams: Salco is back on Johnson, and she hits a forearm shot, where she tries to send her across the ring but Johnson counters and Salco looks to hit a springboard crossbody but ultimately Johnson just steps aside and Salco leaps off and hits the mat.

Simone: Not so impressive.

Salco rolls away and grimaces in pain as Johnson watches her. Salco gets to her hands and knees and begins to crawl, but Johnson backs up and then rushes in and hits a dropkick to Salco's ribs and she drops to the mat, Johnson climbs to her feet as she grabs Salco's feet and drags her away from the ropes, where she then begins to set up for a sharpshooter, but Salco begins to squirm, and she reaches up and grabs Johnson but the hair and tries to roll her up for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout...

Adams: Nice dropkick from Johnson as she works over Salco, she then tries to set up a sharpshooter, but Salco tries catch Johnson off guard and only get a two count for it.

Johnson kicks out and quickly rolls away releasing Salco, Salco rolls towards the ropes and holds her side as she sucks in as much air as possible. Johnson slowly climbs to her feet and moves towards Salco, where she grabs her by the hair and pulls her up to feet and whips her into the ropes and Johnson goes to follow up with a splash bit Salco dodges and Johnson goes chest first into the turnbuckle and as Johnson staggers backwards out of the corner and Salco hits a drop toe hold before following up with a standing moonsault.

Simone: Salco is really struggling with her ribs here.

Adams: Johnson briefly gets back into this match and she tries work over Salco but Salco dodges the splash and she catches Johnson with a drop toe hold and then a standing moonsault.

Salco holds her ribs but she makes her way to feet and turns and approaches the ropes and begins to climb them to the top, as she looks down at Johnson. She then leaps off for the Wall of Death (450 Splash) but Johnson moves at the last moment and Salco crash lands on mat, Johnson rolls backward towards Salco, where she adjusts herself before grabbing Salco and sets up for the Ray of Hope (Triangle Choke). Fully locking it in, Salco right away taps out to avoid being the move longer than she should.

Adams: Salco tries to finish this match but crashes and burns and Johnson capitalises on it and locks in the Ray of Hope and Salco quickly taps.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match via submission... Roxi Johnson.

Johnson releases the hold and slowly climbs to her feet, where the ref raises her arm in victory.




Backstage, a close up shot of a boxing dummy is shown as it is being struck and rocked back and forth, to and fro! The camera pulls back slowly to reveal first the white MMA gloved fists that are what is hitting the dummy, and then as it pulls even further back, it is, of course, revealed to be none other than the "White Wolf" Fenris getting in one last, pre-match workout session before his upcoming match against Brayden Hilton. Aron stands on the other side of the dummy, holding it steady as best he can as several members of the backstage staff; producers, trainers, even reporters and Janet the Makeup Lady, pass by along their work schedules to wish him luck in the match against Brayden.

Which should speak volumes on just how badly they all want to see Brayden receive some karma!

Janet just finishes her 'good luck' and goes on her way when from behind...

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Excuse me, Fenris?

Fenris: Oh for god's sake! Thank you I guess but I REALLY need to...!

He turns around and finds himself staring into the eyes of Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Fenris: Oh. It's you.

Ms. Rocky blinks back and shakes her head.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, it's just you too!

Fenris: I just thought...

Aron: He just thought you were another well wisher. He's been working out but so many people have been coming up to wish him luck against Brayden.

Fenris scoffs.

Fenris: Like I need luck against that little candy ass!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well that is what I was here for. At first you had been relatively quiet this week, but the closer it got to match time, the more you've been picking up on this match. Why is that?

Fenris frowns.

Fenris: Why? Have you not heard the shit that's been coming from his mouth and that twin turd of his? Every match, every one I have ever been in, I have taken seriously because that is just how and who I am! Until this one. I have seen this little waste of space and nothing about him impresses me because he can't do anything without his sister there saving his ass! He doesn't belong in this business because he doesn't have the BALLS to go out there and handle his business on his own without a backup plan! Every win he has had so far has been because of Brittany and because of luck! Well tonight? His luck has run -

But whatever else he is about to say is surprised out of him as suddenly from behind, Candy swoops in and wraps her arms tightly around him for a quick cuddle from behind! And just as quickly, she lets him go and takes off running as he spins around in time for...

Candy: EEEE!!!! I GOT A HUG FROM FENRIS!!!

He just stares off wide eyed in the direction she disappears as Aron and Ms. Rocky stare in amazement.

Fenris: Are you fucking KIDDING me!?!?




Ms Rocky Mountains: Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome Alicia Lukas

There is a huge roar of anger from the crowd as Alicia steps into frame. Her long hair ties back as she folds her arms over her chest with a sneer..

Ms Rocky Mountains: Now Alicia. Many people heard what you had to say last week before getting in the ring with Seleana Zdunich and Ruby Steele seems hell bent on revenge for what you did to Courtney Pierce

Alicia shakes her head and puts her hand up pulling the mic towards her mouth

Alicia Lukas: Was there a question there? Or are you just enjoying your social commentary? Look, I had an announcement to make, Courtney decided to saunter her way down to the ring like she mattered and interrupt me. Now, the Alicia that has been around the last few years would have just smiled and thanked Courtney for the respect, but now? Now I know where "respect" gets you.

Ms Rocky Mountains: The fact remains Ruby Steele clearly wants a match with you, or even...just a fight. And you have yet to respond.

Alicia Lukas: Here's the thing, Ruby Steele doesn't deserve a match with me. She doesn't deserve the rub Rocky. But, atleast she has guts. See Kiera and Jessie had that chance, but they backed down. Keira knows her last win over me was a complete fluke, and Jessie was all gung ho ready to shoot her shot till I dared her to put her career on the line. Then she faded away. Like France's chances at Olympic gold against Team USA...

The crowd cheers and Alicia rolls her eyes.

Alicia Lukas: Oh shut up, Team USA was lucky to be in there despite their piss poor performances leading up to it...

The cheers turn to boos as Alicia smirks.

Ms Rocky Mountains: So you will accept a match against Ruby Steele?

Alicia Lukas: Is English your first language? Or nah? Of course I accept it. Ruby Steele isn't worth my time but since she wants it so bad and I'm feeling charitable I'll give her a chance to avenge what I did. But, and I want Ruby to pay very close attention. I won't go easy on her...I won't make it quick...I'll take my time and enjoy what I do to her and the message I'll send...

Alicia scoffs and turns leaving Rocky along as we return to ringside.




The camera returns to ringside where both referee Dawn Barnes and Justin Decent await the upcoming contest. Justin approaches center ring, bumping hips playfully with Dawn before he takes his place to begin the introductions.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for ONE fall!

"Forever by Drake" begins to blast across the speakers and as it does Brayden Hilton along with his twin sister Brittany Williams emerge from behind the curtains. Brayden smiles as the crowd welcomes the siblings with an ovation of loud boos. He flips them off as he quickly sprints towards the ring.

Justin: Coming down the aisle! Accompanied by Brittany Williams! From Detroit, Michigan, weighing one hundred and eighty pounds -- Brayden Hilton!

He doesn't hesitate to slide right inside the ring where he kips up to his feet. He holds his arm proudly in the air before he does a backflip. The crowd just continues booing and that is when Brittany begins to mouth off to them. She flips them off before she turns her attention to her brother inside of the ring and claps for him. He bounces around a bit before he lays down across the ropes showcasing that he is bored.

Simone: Will you just look at him? What an arrogant, little punk!

Adams: The way he and Brittany have been talking, they actually think this match is beneath Brayden!

Simone: That win at Summer XXXTreme IX against Goth REALLY went to his head. I know we are supposed to be impartial but I can not wait for Fenris to get his hands on that cocky little brat!

Justin: Introducing his opponent!

"If I Had A Heart" by Fever Ray begins to play across the building and the crowd turns with anticipation towards the entrance as "the White Wolf" Fenris emerges from behind the curtains with his younger brother at his side. As Aron looks on, Fenris stands stoically, looking out towards the capacity crowd before dropping to one knee with head bowed. He symbolically crosses his heart and looks 'up' in homage before standing upright and beginning his journey toward the ring with his brother following close behind.

Justin: Making his way toward the ring! Accompanied by Aron Baltasarsson, from Iceland, weighing two hundred and four pounds -- Fenris!

Despite the fans that reach out toward him, Fenris does not reciprocate and his attention is solely on the ring, whereas the smiling Aron good naturedly slaps a hand or two that extends toward him. Fenris climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning towards the fans and extends his arms up and begins the 'Viking Clap.' Slowly but surely, despite any potential misgivings towards the young man, many fans join along with him in the Viking Clap. Aron holds the ropes for his brother, and Fenris steps through and continues the clap from one corner to the next, drawing in the energy of the crowd. Joined by Aron, Fenris returns to his own corner and paces like a wolf stalking his prey, kicking off his slippers to compete barefoot as the claps slowly subside.

Adams: Fenris always has this excited 'manic' look in his eyes but the way he's staring at Brayden right now...?

Simone: It's like the Wolf stalking prey. He has heard everything that Brayden and his sister have been saying over the past seven days and he wants to make Brayden regret every. Single. Word.

Dawn calls for the bell...

DING DING DING!

And immediately Fenris goes right at Brayden for the lock up - but Brayden ducks through the ropes and points at Dawn, ordering her to get Fenris to back off! Dawn turns and does so, instructing an annoyed Fenris to back away as a smirking Brayden waves him aside with a hand. Only when Fenris is at a safe distance does Brayden step back inside, and with encouragement from Brittany, he and Fenris circle the ring, preparing for the tie up. They pause center ring and Fenris moves in - but Brayden immediately ducks and rolls out of the ring!

Simone: Oh for the love of...

The crowd is booing as Brayden smiles and taps his temple, while Brittany yells at the fans for being "mean" to her brother. Fenris complains to Dawn who goes over to the ropes and orders Brayden back inside of the ring but he waves her off and takes a stroll around the ring as she issues her count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

And Brayden finally relents and climbs back inside of the ring, carefully keeping a wary eye on Fenris at all times. Brayden then stands tall and beckons Fenris to come at him. Fenris does indeed do so, moving straight at him but AGAIN Brayden quickly rolls out of the ring!

Adams: Oh come ON!

Fenris is starting to get angry, shouting at the smiling Brayden as he does 'jumping jacks' on the outside of the ring, taunting his temperamental opponent! Dawn again orders him back inside but Brittany is right there, defending her brother and telling the official that he "needs a time out."

Adams: Am I missing something? How long was I out? When did we start giving time outs?

Simone: We DON'T. That's the problem.

Dawn again begins counting as Brittany yells at her to stop...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

But this Fenris takes matters into his own hand and he ducks outside of the ring, a very rare thing for him, and gives chase! Brayden immediately turns tail and RUNS with Fenris right after him!

Adams: Catch him! Catch him!

They race around the ring and suddenly Brittany steps in front of her brother, blocking Fenris from going any further! The crowd BOOS as Fenris tries to get around her but she blocks him at every turn, all the while Brayden stands behind her, smiling and taunting Fenris who is growing angrier and angrier by the moment! Suddenly - Fenris grabs Brittany and picks her up, surprising her AND Brayden and sets her on the ring apron! He then turns and stares at a wide eyed Brayden and the chase resumes! They ducks around the ring at top speed and Brayden rolls back inside with Fenris right after him - and Brayden is right back out the OTHER side!

Simone: Oh come ON! For god's sake, Dawn! Do something!

Brayden holds his arms out wide, taunting the crowd but does not pay attention as Fenris walks right over, reaches outside and grabs TWO handfuls of Brayden's hair! The crowd cheers as a wide eyed and fearful Brayden is dragged by force up onto the ring apron and Fenris flips him over the top rope, backwards, and back inside of the ring!

Simone: Alright! Fenris FINALLY has his hands on him!

Brayden is shaken up and stumbles into the corner, begging off but Fenris is right in and he starts unloading rapid fire body shots, peppering Brayden with lefts and rights as Hilton tries to in vain to shield himself! Over and over the blows come as the crowd is loving it and Brittany is freaking out!

Adams: Get him! Left, right! One, two!

Finally a wicked shot to the midsection drops a winded Brayden to his knees! Fenris is unrelenting as he tears Brayden up off of the canvas and he begins to bring a barrage of Muay Thai knee strikes, into Brayden's exposed face and upper body! Fenris then wraps both arms around his waist and throws him over with a gut wrench suplex! Fenris with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Brayden gets his shoulder up!

Brayden then makes a mad scramble for the ropes to escape to the outside but Fenris grabs him and drags him right back inside before he can! Fenris throws him over onto his back and pounces! He straddles his waistline and the ground and pound begins as Dawn warns Fenris about the closed fist shots! Suddenly, Brittany is up on the ring apron!

Simone: Get her down from there!

The crowd is booing as this act distracts Dawn as it is meant to, the referee going over to order her down, and allows Brayden to jam his thumb into Fenris's eye! Fenris falls back off of Brayden, holding his eye and only then does Brittany drop to the floor, her work done. Dawn turns and sees the situation and confronts Brayden but he claims innocence, circling his head like a halo.

Adams: Oh like ANYBODY believes that!

Brayden takes control, grabbing Fenris by the arm and Irish whipping him into the ropes but Fenris comes off the far side and jumps, wiping Brayden out with a running hip attack! Brayden falls back, head over heels! A recovered Fenris grabs him by the arm and starts to duck behind him....

Adams: He's going for the Asuka Lock!

Simone: Brayden knows it too!

Indeed, Brayden is making a mad scramble for the ropes and Fenris struggles to prevent it! Fenris then pries him off and goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Brayden holds on and reverses it! Fenris hits the ropes - and Brittany reaches in and cuffs his ankle, causing him to stumble! The crowd BOOS as Fenris spins around and confronts her, but she feigns no wrong doing! With his back turned, Fenris does not see Brayden race up from behind and dropkick him, sending Fenris through the ropes and to the outside!

Simone: Brittany did her job, she distracted Fenris just long enough for Brayden to get control!

Adams: Now Fenris is on the outside and for as big of a bad ass as he is, that's a disadvantage for him! He prefers to stay inside where he can pick someone apart!

Dawn orders Brittany away from Fenris who, stunned, starts to return to his feet. Brayden comes off the far side of the ring and performs a handspring dive OVER the top rope and he wipes Fenris out on the floor!

Adams: Okay! Even I have to admit that was a crazy arse move by Brayden!

Simone: He IS a skilled high flyer but he just prefers to take short cuts to get his wins!

Brayden rolls through on the floor as a stunned Fenris gets to his hands and knees, leaving him in prime position for Brayden to run up and spike his head into the floor with a low Hurricanrana! Brittany screams encouragement as Brayden DRAGS Fenris up and rolls him back inside of the ring! Brayden then climbs up onto the ring apron and uses the top rope to catapult himself back inside with a somersault leg drop onto the White Wolf! Brayden covers him!

ONE!

TWO!

Fenris kicks out!

Brayden accuses Dawn of an impossibly slow count as Brittany yells at the official from the outside! Brayden stands up and he begins to lay in the boot to Fenris, driving him back against the ropes! Dawn calls Brayden off and as he steps away and distracts her, Brittany grabs Fenris with both hands and claws at his eyes from the outside! The crowd boos as she digs in and Aron jumps onto the apron, protesting but this only distracts Dawn the more! She rushes over and orders him down, and unlike Brittany, he complies straight away! But this also gives Brayden time to grab Fenris by the legs and drop a knee right down into his groin!

Adams: OHHH!

Fenris clutches himself and his face is contorted in agony! Brayden plays innocent and he springs up top in one fluid motion and leaps off - FROG SPLASH!!

Simone: It's over!

Adams: No!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Fenris arches his back and shoulders off the canvas!

Brayden is SHOCKED, as is Brittany! He jumps to his feet and gets right in Dawn's face, arguing with her! He demands she raise his arm in victory but she pulls it right back down, refusing! Fuming, the entitled Brayden stands over Fenris and he starts berating him! Brayden slaps him up side of the head, again and again! Brayden then hauls back and BITCH SLAPS the White Wolf!

Adams: Is he INSANE!?

Fenris's head whips around and those ice blue eyes GLARE at Brayden! Brayden's own eyes slowly widen in realization at what he just did as Fenris starts to stand!

Simone: Ohhh kid, get out of there if you know what's good for you!

Brayden throws a right hand but it is blocked! Fenris holds him at arm's length and he strikes with a high kick to the chest! And a second - and third! Brayden blocks a fourth and sweeps Fenris's legs out from under him, but Fenris rolls through and traps him in a half crab - transitioning into an ankle lock! Brayden HOWLS in pain as he reaches for the ropes and AGAIN Brittany comes into play as she pushes the ropes closer and Brayden grabs them! Dawn is on her feet and she orders Brittany back, but also for Fenris to let go! Fenris jumps to his feet and stands at the ropes, shouting at Brittany from the outside! Brayden is back up and he grabs Fenris around the waist from behind. He rolls him back into a Magistral cradle -!

ONE!

TWO!

But Fenris counters and grabs him in the Asuka Lock!

Adams: He's got it! He's got it!

Brittany is going as crazy on the outside as Brayden is on the inside! Brayden is trying to get to the ropes, trying to hang on for his sister to help! Brittany is AGAIN on the apron! Dawn goes over to her and does not see Brayden tapping!

Adams: He's tapping!

Simone: But Dawn doesn't see it! Brittany is keeping Dawn tied up!

Now Brittany is trying to step through the ropes, keeping Dawn away from the action as the official has to head her off! Aron is around the ring, arguing with her and she remains on the apron, shouting right back! Finally Fenris has no choice but to let Brayden go and confront Brittany himself!

Adams: Wait - Brittany threw something into the ring! I saw it! Why doesn't Aron stop this!?

Simone: You know as well as I do that Aron will not interfere in one of his brother's matches, especially against a female!

Suddenly the crowd starts cheering with some boos!

Adams: Ohhh HELL! No but SHE will!!!

TEMPEST, Fenris's Go Gym mate power walks down to ringside! She storms right up to the apron and Brittany's eyes widen in horror as the 6'3" amazon pulls her off the apron by force and throws her over her shoulder! Tempest then gets a running start and THROWS her like a lawn dart right into the barricade!!

Adams: YES!!!

Simone: Wait! Brayden has whatever it was that his sister threw into the ring!

Brayden slips the weapon in hand and sneaks up behind Fenris. He grabs Fenris and spins him around - and Fenris lays Brayden out with a spinning heel kick! Brayden goes down like he was shot and Fenris sits on his chest, hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner - FENRIS!!!

Adams: Yes! Oh yes that was SWEET!

Simone: Brayden gave a good accounting for himself but karma caught up to the cocky brat in a big way!

Dawn raises the arm of Fenris as Aron joins them in the ring and raises the other arm of his brother! Fenris looks to the outside to Tempest. He gives her a 'thumbs up' and she nods in return before turning to head back up the aisle.

Adams: Not just to Brayden, but Brittany too! Fenris said there were enough women who would do what Aron and he couldn't and he wasn't kidding!

The closing shot is of Aron and Fenris celebrating inside of the ring as Dawn checks on Brayden and the ringside paramedic checks on Brittany.




Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen standing and rolling her neck as she prepares for her match later in the show. She is dressed in a black halter and tights with a pair of black boots laced up to her knees. She is approached by a cameraman who motions towards her then the camera silently asking for a soundbyte. Nodding slowly, Sam looks into the lens and begins to speak.

Sam Marlowe: Here I am, getting ready for a match that I have no clue about and thinking about who I am facing. Johanna Kreiger is probably somewhere talking about how she is going to take my head off to prove that she is dominant and I am sure that mindset is trickling through the locker room.

Sam shakes her head almost sadly before continuing as she holds up her hand to the camera.

Sam Marlowe: I bet you think that I probably won't stand a chance in the ring with a woman like Johanna.

Sam waves her hand around the backstage area with a somewhat sad look on her face.

Sam Marlowe: I am pretty sure that there are a lot of people that don't have any faith in me and you know what. That is fine and dandy, y'all have the right to think what you want to think. However, I don't think that I am in trouble tonight. I have a healthy respect for Johanna but just because I do have that respect, that doesn't mean that I can't go out there to that ring and step up to Johanna and give her the fight of her life. She may beat me down or I might just surprise her and you.

Sam leans towards the camera and smiles widely.

Sam Marlowe: I am always ready to give the fans what they want and if that means proving all the naysayers wrong, that is what is going to happen.

With that, Sam smiles and winks at the camera before mouthing thank you to the cameraman and walking away towards the gorilla position.




We come back from a commercial break and we can see that the ring is decorated with a green carpet and roses everywhere. Crystal Zdunich stands in the middle of the ring in a white one piece suit with a pair of heels. She cracks a grin as she looks at the roaring crowd who is cheering her loudly.

Crystal!

Crystal!

Crystal!

Simone: Looks like this crowd is behind Crystal Zdunich tonight and seeing her standing in the ring can only mean one thing!

Adams: It's time for the Rose Garden!!! She invited J2H tonight and we will see if he will appear on her show!

Simone: Somehow I doubt it!

Crystal: Thank you for the warm welcome San Francisco!!! From the bottom of my can I just say it feels really good to be right here in Northern California!!!

The crowd pops louder as they continuously begin to cheer even more.

Crystal: Now you are all watching another special edition of the Rose Garden. Ever since Summer XXXtreme I have been having issues with J2H. He has been trying to talk me down but he isn't the one who is out here week in and week out busting his ass. He's nothing more than a troll who hides behind a keyboard and 130 characters. A man who just spits opinions and thinks he can walt in one night for an easy paycheck. That isn't how things should work. I refuse to be disrespected and especially not to someone like him.

Crystal begins to get upset as she continues to speak.

Crystal: So J if you are here which I highly doubt why don't you come to this ring right now ans confront me!!!

Crystal waits in the middle of the ring. The crowd begins to cheer for J2H but Crystal just waits there for about three minutes before she shakes her head.

Crystal: And just like last time J2H doesn't show up. It really is a shame. Anyway down to serious business. People want to know what's next down the line for Crystal Z. Well considering what went down when I lost my World Championship how about trying to claim my 6th Bombs...

Before she can finish that statement the loud sounds of Lights Out by POD begin to blast across the sound system. Everybody in the arena rises to their feet.

Simone: Wait is it really?!

Adams: It can't be...

It is at that moment that J2H walks through the curtains. The crowd begins to go nuts as he slowly makes his way to the ring. They cheer loudly at the mere sight of the greatest Champion in SCW history. He enters the ring with a microphone in his hands.

J2H: Congratulations Crystal, Christina, or queen of bullshit seeing as you desperately change yourself every five minutes to stay relevant. You finally got what you wanted. I am on your show which means ratings just went up. You can thank me later for it! Also, not to make you look stupid or anything, because you do a great job of doing that yourself, but they upped the Twitter characters to 280 a long time ago, genius.

Crystal looks over at J2H as she seems disgusted

Crystal: Oh... So you are actually here but I see what you are trying to do... Spin this all around to try to make yourself over or better than what you really are. I will have you know that I should be respected. I am the only FIVE TIME WORLD CHAMPION! Nobody has ever done that in this company. Only person to ever win most improved and woman of the year in the same year. That's good stuff! Undefeated Internet Champion! Hall of Famer need I go on?!

J2H just shakes his head as he doesn't seem to be impressed .

J2H: For the sake of these people who have paid money just in case I showed up, I hope to God you don't need to go on. All I hear is a lot of blah blah blah. Yes you are a five time champion but that also makes you a five time loser. Also on top of that I am pretty sure that all FIVE of your reigns don't equate to my one reign with the title. You are still trying to play catch up. The most relevancy you have had in all of your career is when my wife Melody took that first title away from you... I wouldn't expect any less though she is my wife and you'll always be there in her shadow.

Crystal: BULLSHIT! That was in a four way match where I wasn't even pinned in! Let's not try to stroke egos though because all you ever do is show up and try to make things about you!

J2H: Of course it's about me, I'm J...2... Fucking H! I have the power to make grown men piss on themselves. The reality is I can show up for one night and immediately SCW becomes talked about more than ever. Hell I even won the Internet Championship and gave it to Caleb Storms because he was the biggest loser on the roster at the time, but now you're clearly after his crown for this cheap publicity stunt. I am an attraction and people know what to expect from me. They don't have to guess if I am going to change alignments or my hair color dye every week. They know I show up, I make waves, I get talked about. Someone ask you for an autograph, they don't know what name they're gonna get back.

Crystal: Whatever J you are just a part timer.

J2H grins.

J2H: One who does more with his short appearance than you do working here for the year. Look at these people, they're not here to listen to Jessie Salco worm herself in to another Bombshell title match, they didn't even show up to watch your son and daughter get beat up like ten minutes ago. They're here for me.

J2H smirks again.

J2H: See when I show up I get the crowd going. It's something they need. Just from sitting at home the state of SCW seems piss poor. Finally we have a pair of World Champions that are at least trying. But everyone else doesn't impress me. You have Alex and Austin trying to stat pad trying to beat each other to the punch by becoming a Grand Slam Champion. Neither of them are even half as talented as I am. Only reason why Austin is a mixed tag team champion is because Alicia gift wrapped him an easy title win when she won Queen for a Day and gave him a match against the worst mixed tag team of all time. Nothing impressive about that at all.

Crystal: Right at least they're active unlike you. You shouldn't shit on a division!

J2H: As a matter of fact I bet I could win the Mixed Tag titles by myself! Put a plank of wood in a dress and those belts would be mine. That is how much the division is a joke. As a matter of fact I think I shall be taking those titles at Violent Conduct. I am missing a tag title on the resume not that I really need it but that would make me a Grand Slam Champion and I will beat both Alex and Austin To the punch!

Crystal snickers.

Crystal: Just so you could vacate the titles like you always do?! That seems legit. Besides you need a female partner to even chase after the titles jack ass!

J2H: It doesn't matter I can team with anybody and take them to success.. I am J2H and that's what I do.

Crystal: Anybody?! You know what... I have never won a tag team title in this company and that's the only thing stopping me from becoming a Grand Slam Champion here. If you are as good as you say you are and I know I am THE best Violent Conduct you and me take on Tempest and AJM, and complete the grand slam!!!

James thinks about it smirking.

J2H: You know what?! I love a challenge and putting you in a suitcase and carrying you to success sounds like something that is challenging. Carrying your worthless ass would be the biggest challenge of anyone's career. Just don't expect to tag in. I doubt you could even last ten seconds with somebody like Tempest. Those people in the back wanna put their champs up against me and of course they would cause at last that division will have a match worth talking about, I'll carry you to victory. Anyway San Fran it's time to get the fuck out!

With that he walks out of the ring as Crystal stands there smirking.

Simone: Will we really see Crystal and J2H competing for the mixed tag titles at Violent Conduct?!

Adams: I DONT KNOW BUT WHAT A BLOCKBUSTER OF A TEAM!!!




Drew Patton stands ready to officiate as the camera returns to ringside.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the Powderpuff Hardcore match!

The crowd cheers!

Adams: Did we ever find out what a Powderpuff Hardcore match actually IS?

Simone: Not yet, no.

Cut Throat by Kittie hits as the lights in the arena go out and a single red spotlight appears on stage, in the center Johanna Krieger stands there with a black leather jacket over the top. She makes her way down to the ring as the spotlight follows her, she slides in the ring and crawls to the corner before staying on her knees with her arms back holding onto the middle rope as the house lights come up

Justin: Currently in the ring! From Nuremberg, Bavaria, Germany - 'the Agent of Mayhem' - Johanna Krieger!!

Adams: Boy, Johanna doesn't look very happy to be here tonight, does she?

Simone: To be fair, Johanna never seems to be in the best of moods unless she's hurting someone.

Adams: Yeah but this whole Powderpuff spot that Candy devised... it's put her in an even worse mood than usual.

Justin: And her opponent!

"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 raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. Finally she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera and then rolls inside the ring. Walking towards the corner, she unzips her short jacket and pulls it off. Handing it to ringside staff, she turns and begins stretching out for the match as she watches her opponent.

Simone: Samantha doesn't seem to be as uncomfortable about the whole 'Powderpuff' stipulation as her opponent.

Adams: Sammi Marlowe is always the type to just go with the flow. And always with a smile on her face.

Simone: Indeed, which probably just has Johanna upset even more.

"Step inside
Walk this way
You and me babe
Hey hey"

Adams: Uh oh! Is that who I think it is???

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, pushing a grocery cart with Fluffy in the seat.

Adams: It is! It's the boss!

Simone: The 'interim' boss, and what on earth does she have?

In the cart basket is a very large, sequin adorned and Beda

led felt bag! And on Candy's head, a pink sequined Santa hat! Candy skips down to the ringside area, and arrives all smiles as she waves to the cheering fans as both Johanna and Samantha watch in curiosity. Candy then tickles Fluffy behind the ears and moves to the basket. She starts rummaging in the contents of the bag and she begins to throw stuff inside of the ring...

Simone: What. On. Earth....!?

Things like Charmin bath tissue! Pillows! Plush toys from the Powerpuff Girls cartoon series! Bunny slippers! Sparkly, sequined evening gowns! Pool noodles! A teddy bear!...

Adams: Are those - the WEAPONS!?

Simone: If anything would fit Candy's idea of a hardcore match... this would be it!

Sam looks amused whereas Johanna looks annoyed and even upset, kicking one of the rolls of toilet paper away from her and complaining to Drew who is helpless to do anything! Candy takes Fluffy out of the seat and cuddles him as she skips around to the ringside area and has a seat on a pink, cushioned chair to watch first hand.

Simone: Candy is staying at ringside; I am guessing to witness her handiwork first hand.

Candy: Would have been even crazier if she had joined us.

Simone: Shhh! Before she hears you!

Drew looks to both Sam and Johanna and calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Samantha immediately looks down to the assortment of "weapons," and grabs a large pillow whereas in contrast, Johanna simply plows forward and into Sam, knocking down "Little Miss Sunshine!" Johanna foregoes any use of these weapons and instead she is all over Samantha, pinning her down and laying in fist after fist to the fun loving and popular redhead as she fights to shield herself from the blows and get out from under the German Bombshell!

Adams: Is this legal? Drew isn't getting involved!

Simone: Well it IS a hardcore match so I imagine silly weapons aside, everything goes!?

Adams: Just asking because Candy looks concerned.

Indeed Candy does look troubled at her fun weapons being ignored by Krieger and she points into the ring, calling out for their use! Johanna ignores her though and she instead rolls off of Sam and grabs her by the long, red tresses and drags her up to her feet and whips her hard into the corner where she again unloads on her with stiff forearms and then adds a number of kicks to the midsection until Samantha is down on her backside. Johanna presses a boot hard against her throat and Candy has both hands over her mouth in horror, but Drew can do nothing! Drew tries to intervene but Johanna spins around and threatens the official, forcing him to back off. She then picks up a roll of toilet paper and just chucks it at Sam's head, the roll bouncing off of her head.

Adams: Hm! Must be two-ply! Candy went with the good stuff!

Johanna backs off as Sam uses the ropes to pull herself to her feet. Johanna sees this and immediately charges in for a spear, but Samantha leapfrogs out of the way and Krieger pulverizes the turnbuckles instead! Johanna turns around slowly and Sam comes running in and leaps for a standing Bronco buster, her legs straddling the ropes and pinning Krieger in the corner! Samantha then flips backwards, lands on her feet and then brings her out of the corner with a monkey flip!

Simone: Johanna started this match off fast and strong but now it is not going her way at all!

Samantha then grabs a thick pillow and she begins beating Krieger over the head and body with it, bringing cheers from the fans and a smile on her face!

Fans: YES! YES! YES!

Adams: Now THIS is probably more what Candy had in mind!

But suddenly Johanna sweeps Sam's legs out from under her! Krieger grabs the pillow from her hands and shoves it into her face, smothering her with it! Samantha kicks and struggles, her legs kicking wildly and her hands clawing at the pillow and Krieger both! Candy's eyes are wide open in horror!

Simone: And this most definitely is NOT how Candy envisioned her "weapons" being used!

Adams: Still, got to hand it to Johanna for improvising!

Drew tries to get involved despite the "legal" use of the pillow! He finally pulls it from her hands and Krieger shoots him a nasty look before she covers the coughing and choking Samantha!

ONE!

TWO!

Samantha gets her shoulder up!

Adams: Going to take more than a pillow smother to put Little Miss Sunshine away!

Johanna pulls her up into a seated position and swings clubbing forearms around from behind into her head! She then peels Sam off of the mat and sends her into the ropes, but Samantha jumps onto the middle rope and launches herself back and into Krieger with a high cross body, wiping her out! The crowd is on its feet, rallying behind the popular Bombshell, and things get even rowdier for her support when Sam grabs one of those fallen, sparkly evening frowns and wraps it around Krieger's throat!

Simone: THIS I did not expect from Samantha, even in a hardcore match!

Adams: Neither did Johanna!

Johanna claws at the material wrapped tightly around her throat as Samantha whips her from side to side! Samantha then uses the dress as a handle to drag her to her feet and then she uses it to snapmare Krieger over once, twice, three times all in rapid succession!

Adams: Now THAT'S being innovative!

But she is not quite finished as Sam drags her up again and uses the dress to spin the larger woman about on her feet and whips her into the ropes, sending her through and to the outside! Without waiting, Sam throws the dress down and climbs out to the apron as Johanna gets to her feet on the outside. Krieger turns around and Sam dives off with a Thesz press, slamming her back into the floor! She jumps to her feet and rallies the fans behind her, and the SCW Universe is fully supportive! Johanna slowly gets back to her feet as Sam turns back to her. Sam runs up at her but this time Krieger scoops her up and delivers a SPINE BUSTER on the outside!

Simone: Good grief! That alone could do Samantha in!

Johanna takes a brief pause to storm around the ring and confront Candy, pointing at her and yelling in her face for putting her in such a silly match while Fluffy yips at her!

Adams: Leave Candy alone! You have an actual opponent to worry about!

Johanna walks back over and makes a move for Samantha but this time Samantha catches her with a double leg takedown, causing Krieger to trip and hit her head into the ring steps!

Simone: She wasted too much time arguing with Candy and paid for it!

Both women are down on the outside, struggling to recover as Drew steps outside to check on them both. Sam and Johanna both are stirring and willing themselves to rise. They get to their hands and knees in front of each other and Johanna throws a hard forearm into Sam, rocking her back - and Sam fights back with her own shot to the head, stunning Krieger! A shot from Johanna, and another from Samantha and a full on trading of blows ignites on the outside as the SCW Universe is loving it! But Samantha is out of her element in a brawl with Krieger as Johanna gains the upper hand, driving forearm after forearm into Sam's head until she sends her hard to her back on the floor! Johanna pulls her back to her feet and rolls her back inside of the ring, following in after. Johanna drags her up and delivers a head butt, right between the eyes. Sam falls back and into the corner, prime position for Johanna to come running in with a cannonball! Johanna drags her out by the boot...

ONE!

TWO!

Sam gets her shoulder up!

Simone: Not yet! Samantha Marlowe still has fight left in her!

Sam grabs something on the mat as Johanna drags her roughly to her feet! Johanna scoops her up into a foreman's carry for a GTS, when the tube in Sam's hand explodes in a shower of confetti, a glitter cannon - right in Krieger's face! The fans laugh!

Adams: Figures Candy would find a way to work glitter into this match!

Simone: And Sam, bless her, found a way to use it to her advantage!

Johanna staggers back, clawing at her eyes and Sam grabs the nearest thing, the fallen teddy bear, and prepares to swing it as a clubbing weapon when...

Despayre: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!

Despy races from out of nowhere, slides into the ring and RESCUES the poor, defenseless teddy bear in the middle of the mayhem! In one fluid motion, he's right back out the other sides and escapes thru the fans as the SCW Universe roars in laughter! Sam watches after him, then shrugs and grabs a plush Mojo Jojo and starts beating Johanna in the head and back with it! Still unable to see, Johanna is desperate enough to grab whatever she can get her hands on - one of the pink sequined gowns and wraps it blindly around Sam's neck!

Adams: It's ON! The Brawl To Settle It All! The War To Settle The Score!

Simone: Are you QUITE finished!?

Adams: MATCH OF THE YEAR 2021! ... Okay, NOW I'm finished.

Simone: Thank GOD!

Johanna manages to use the leverage and the dress to snapmare Samantha over, and she can see well enough to deliver a penalty kick right to the small of the back! Johanna shakes off the remaining glitter in her face and eyes (or tries to at least) and sees Samantha recovering and beginning to stand. Johanna gets a running start and is set to deliver the Skold ov Makt at the same time as Sam gets her hands on a seltzer bottle and swings it - and they clobber each other at the same time!

Adams: Timing is everything!

Both women go down and Candy stands up, eyes wide as Drew stands over them. Neither woman is moving at the moment and he sees no other alternative than to check first Samantha -- and then Johanna - and he calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Adams: Oh COME ON!

The crowd boos but in confusion as Drew confers with Justin for a moment and then...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Drew Patton has determined neither Samantha Marlowe nor Johanna Krieger is able to continue! Therefor he has ruled this match a DRAW!

Boos!

Simone: Now... I have seen EVERYTHING! Winners get determined left and right in the worst of hardcore matches here in SCW, but both Samantha Marlowe and Johanna Krieger beat each other into senselessness - in a Powderpuff match!?




The cameras cut to the back, inside the ultra pink and sparkly office that Candy has taken over. She was sitting behind her desk with a big smile on her face. Sitting on displays on her desk are the 2 Internet Titles, one on each side of her.

Candy: HI GUYS!!!

She waves to the camera

Candy: I have a HUGE announcement for you guys!!! As you all know, the Internet Title and the Bombshell Internet Title are vacant right now. And we just can't have that now can we? I know there are so many people who want a shot, and so many who deserve a shot. So we thought up a super cool idea!!! Starting next week we are going to have 2 tournaments!!!

She stood up, clapping her hands excitedly.

Candy: 8 people will enter the tournament for each title! The finals for both will take place at Violent Conduct ... V I I ...

She looked confused as she spelled out the roman numerals.

Candy: ... in Anchorage, Alaska! Now... I can't tell you guys who all is involved in the tournaments. But just know that it could be anyone! It could be current superstars and bombshells... it could be some people from SCU... it could even be a surprise or 2 from the past!!! Heck, it could even be my BESTIE, Mr Grumpy Pants himself... Malachi!

She quickly covered her mouth with both hands like she just unleashed some sort of secret.

Candy: Oopsy... Well... I guess the cat is out of the bag! But... you'll have to tune in next week to see who else is involved. Cuz my lips are sealed!

She made a zipper motion, showing that her lips are zipped, as the cameras cut




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see the Bombshell Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe standing by ready for an interview with Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms Rocky Mountains: Krystal, first off, congratulations on a successful title defence against Mercedes Vargas and Bella Madison last week, how are you feeling?

Krystal: Glad to have the third title defence out of the way to be honest, and hopefully this interview won't be interrupted by the Punk Grandma Amy Santino!

Krystal responds and the two women go silent for a minute as if expecting something, when nothing happens, they continue with the interview.

Ms Rocky Mountains: So, I guess the obvious question here is, what's next for you and that title? Are you going to request a title defence for next week?

Krystal: No, I said that I'd be a fighting champion but even fighting champions need their rest bites, with any luck my next defence won't be until Violent Conduct VII.

Ms Rocky Mountains: Why Violent Conduct VII?

Krystal: Because by then, I'll has passed a milestone in my reign, I've been counting the dates since I won this title at Into the Void X and on the 30th of this month, I'll be celebrating one hundred days as the Bombshell Roulette Champion! I've already got my own celebration in mind with my girlfriend Makayla.

Ms Rocky Mountains: Why do I get the feeling that it's the type of celebration that can't be discussed in detail whilst in polite company?

Krystal: Because it is! As for who I'd like to defend this against next, I have two women in mind, Bea Barnhart because she tried to steal it after my first defence and Bella Madison because I owe her a rematch now that her business with Mercedes Vargas is concluded, problem is? Since I've defended my title against them successfully, they've been sent to the back of the line alongside Mercedes and Maki.

Ms Rocky Mountains: So, who does that leave?

Krystal: A few people for sure, Candy never got a rematch for the Roulette Title after she lost it last year, Char Kwan because our last match got screwed over by bad officiating, Andrea Hernandez so I can finally shut her big mouth, there's a few I have in mind!

Krystal then holds up the title.

Krystal: And they will all be brought down by the Down Under Thunderbomb, courtesy of "Down Under Thunder" Krystal Wolfe, your Bombshell Roulette Champion! Long may I reign!

Krystal walks off as the scene fades.




Justin Decent: The following match is scheduled for ONE FALL Introducing first...

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 Decent: 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.

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 Decent: And his opponent. He stands 6'6 and weighed in at 280 pounds from Austin Texas. He is the reigning, defending Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight champion. MMMMAC BANE

DING DING DING!

Mac smirks and shakes his head looking across the ring at Agostino Romano. A man he outweighs by over sixty pounds and is almost a foot taller than. The long haired Texan steps forward and challenges Agostino in the center of the ring. Agostino moves forward without fear stepping up to the champ. He looks up and shakes his head refusing to back down. Mac puts his hands up offering a collar and elbow, as they do Mac right away pulls Agostino forward and ragdolls him right back across the ring throwing him into one of the six corners. Agostino ricochets off and then goes face first to the mat holding the back of his head. The crowd boos as Mac just ignores them.and laughs at Agostino before stepping forward and offering his hand to the italian star.

Adams: Since his return Mac Bane has been the scourge of SCW's men's division. He won the Internet title, he snatched up the World title and he sent Mark Cross into retirement.

Simone: Oh Mac Bane is a bad bad man, and right noiw the question isn't whether anyone in SCW can stand up to him, it's who is more impressive? Him or Amber Ryan?

Adams: For the first time ever we have had not one but two superstars hold two titles in the different divisions. That is impressive and Agostino has to stand up to this beast of a human being.

Agostino moves back to the ropes and pulls himself up, unable to touch Agostino Mac just puts his hands up and backs away, Agostino moves out of the corner and moves around the champion. The crowd clapping as Agostino moves. He steps forward to fake another collar and elbow, but as Mac steps forward Agostino ducks under him and wraps his arms around Macs waist, he runs Mac chest first into the ropes, Mac grabs the top rope this slingshots Agostino backwards off him and Agostino rolls over his shoulder to his feet, but as he does Mac turns around and lowers the boom on Agostino with a lariat that turns him inside out and upside down. Agostino sits up looking dazed as Mac rolls his shoulders and yells at the crowd.

Mac turns to the corner camera, grabbing it by the lens pulling it towards him . "Mark, is this the best you got?". He shoves the cameraman back and turns to look at Agostino who is pulling himself up.

Mac moves forward and pulls Agostino up, he hits a few still looking forearms and then a headbutt sending Agostino back into the corner. Mac measures Agostino up and hits a reverse elbow, and another and another before switching to side knees burying them into Agostinos midsection. Mac then grabs Agostino by the underarm and steps out of the corner throwing Agistino up and over across the ring like a law dart. Agostino crashes down hard and Mac just laughs and moves around the ring before running his hand through is long hair and leaning on the top rope for a breather

Simone: Look, I understand thatif Agostino wins he gets catapulted right up the rankings to a world title opportunity. I understand Agostino will out it all on the line but this is dangerous

Adams: Agostino Romano has shown us time and time again that he has heart, that he will just keep fighting no matter what you do to him and he was a great hard fighting Internet champion, and he could be again. But Mac Bane is a different kind of monster...and Agostino could get seriously hurt

Mac just laughs and shakes his head moving over to Agostino before pulling him up to his feet, Mac grabs Agostino by the jaw and looks him right in the eye yelling at him, Agostino though lashes out hitting Mac on the jaw with a hard right that catches him by surprise. The crowd rises to their feet as Agostino swings again connecting with Mac, Agostino ducks a right hand from Mac and hits the ropes, he leaps up and plants his legs into Macs thighs pulling him down with a Monkey flip. Agistino kips up and turns jumping up and hitting a standing dropkick sending Mac down, both pop up to their feet and Agostino kicks Mac in the stomach and grabs him by the head going for a DDT, but Mac puts the breaks on and as Agostino falls back Mac picks him up and throws him straight up in the air before catching him and slamming him down with a powerslam!.

Mac shakes his head getting rid of the cobwebs, he looks down at Agostino and shakes his head in anger, Agostino holds his back and goes to get up, Mac pulls him up again and then tackles Agostino into the corner with a shoulder tackle, he rams his shoulder into Agostino's midsection over and over and over again before pulling him out of the corner and hitting a belly to belly overhead suplex throwing Agostino clear across the ring. Mac isn't done as he gets to his feet and shows amazing speed and agility for a man his size running across the ring to grab Agostino, he pulls him away from the ropes with a waistlock and pops his hips with a german suplex, Mac keeps his hands locked and stands right back up ragdolling Agostino again with another german suplex slamming the italian star down.

Mac then gets up, pulling Agostino with him, he measures Agostino up and hits a roaring elbow to the back of Agostinos head!. Romano is down and Mac rolls him over with a lazy looking one handed pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Agostino kicks out and Mac looks almost insulted.

Simone: Oh come on! There were designs of life there, Agistino fought back, he did all he could but this is becoming a massacre. Someone needs to stop this. All Agostinos attacks did were piss off Mac Bane

Adams: This is getting uncomfortable to watch. I get it, Agostino Romano doesn't want to quit, he doesn't want to back down but damnit kid, think of your family, your life, your career.

Mac shakes his head and stands above Agostino, he pokes Agostino with his boot and sighs before leaning down and yelling "STAY DOWN". Agostoino looks over at the ropes and crawls, he crawls more and more as Mac follows, Agostino reaches out and grabs the bottom rope, he starts to pull himself up and Mac just sneers before reaching down and yanking Agostino up. Mac then grabs Agostino by the head locking in the Snake Bite, he goes to lift Agostino up, Agostino shifts his weight as he goes up and lands on Macs shoulder dropping him down into a DDT!. The crowd goes nuts as both men hit the mat. Agostino pulls himself to the ropes and pulls himself to one knee as Mac rolls over and goes to get up, as he gets oto one knee himself Agostino runs up and hits a hurricanrana into a DDT, Macs head slams off the mat and he looks dazed, Agostino jumps up and hits an enzuguri taking make down with a shot that sounds like a hit from a baseball bat. Agostino dives on Mac Bane.

ONE!

TWO!

Mac kicks out! Agostino gets to his feet and looks around, the crowd goes nuts, he gets onto the ring apron and climbs to the top rope, as Mac gets to his feet Agostino measures him up, he leaps off with a shooting star press landing on Mac into a shooting star DDT!.Agostino pins again.

ONE!

TWO!

Mac again kicks out. Agostino is shocked, the crowd is still behind him rising more in unison as they clap their hands for the cult hero.

Simone: Can you believe this? Agostino has fought his way back into this match and not only has he been able to get Mac down he looked like a real chance to upset the champion

Adams: And no disrespect to Romano but if he beats Mac Bane here it will be an upset.

Agostino takes long deep breaths as he moves over to a corner measuring Mac up, he starts to clap his hands getting the crowd behind him for perhaps the Racers crash, he runs in and goes to jump and grab Mac's head for the double knee facebreaker. Mac though catches Agostino and turns slamming him down with the Ride!. Agostino bounces off the mat, Mac breaths deep and moves to the corner himself. Agostino gets up holding his back and Mac explodes hitting the spear he calls the Bar!. He breaks Agostino in half and covers

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner..... Mac Bane!

Adams: And the search for supercard challenger continues for Mac Bane!




On the screen we see a replay of Mac Bane's performance against Agostino Romano. And standing in front - not to the side - of the TV is Austin James Mercer, studying it with his arms folded over his chest with a smirk. The door behind him opens as we see Alex Jones walk in, the roulette title around his waist in his gear ready to face Caleb Storms.

Alex Jones: Hey man...you ok?

Austin James Mercer: Yeah. I'm good. What about you? Ready to beat Calebs ass and keep on that Roulette train?

Austin keeps looking up at the SCW world champion on the screen and he sneers. Alex raises an eyebrow and hits Austin on the arm.

Alex Jones: You sure you're alright? You seem..off

Austin James Mercer: Yeah....I'm just...remembering...

Alex Jones: I know man..I do...but nothing is saying one of us can't get it back right?.....right?

Austin smirks and turns before shaking his head, he looks at Alex and slaps his friend on the shoulder leaving him alone.




We cut backstage to see Bea Barnhart near the staging area where wrestlers wait to make their entrance for their match. Bea is by herself since Bill is not her Manager so he doesn't attend to her matches to be in her corner as she does for him since she is Bill's Manager. The camera person walks up and Bea takes the cue to make comments before her match begins.

Bea: During the week leading up to this match I tried to give advice to Amber Ryan concerning how to look at things, evaluate them, and make logical decisions about those things. I seriously doubt she took my advice so I anticipate an easy victory over her. When I win I get a shot at the Bombshell Championship.

Bea is told by a backstage attendant to be ready for her entrance shortly.

Bea: During my time working in the sport of wrestling I've noticed something that seems to be common with most wrestlers. I'm not like they are but I'll explain what I've seen with others. Wrestlers new to the sport win one or two matches and suddenly think they're better than everyone else. What happens is they start getting assigned to wrestlers possessing better talent and get their asses handed to them. When that happens most of those wrestlers either quit or get paranoid and get hurt during matches and end up leaving the sport. That's what I see in Amber. I see someone who has had success but then she gets on an ego trip and quickly ends up back at the bottom of the contenders ladder. It saddens me to see wrestlers do that.

The backstage attendant tells Bea to be in place as her entrance is coming up quickly.

Bea: Looks like I have to cut my comments short. So, Amber, I hope you're ready to take a loss to me because I'm ready to defeat you. But look at the bright side of your loss to me. You lose but you retain the Bombshell Championship. You have nothing to lose but your ego, pride, arrogance, and attitude. Oops! I guess you do have a ton of stuff to lose when I defeat you. See you in the ring in a few minutes. Expect anything and everything from me because I don't plan on leaving the wrestling ring with a loss on my record.

Bea turns from the camera and gets into position to make her entrance.




Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control! At Summer XXXTreme IX Amber Ryan shocked the SCW Universe when she not only retained the World Bombshell Championship over Myra Rivers but dethroned Myra to become the new Bombshell Internet Champion! In keeping with SCW bylaws, both Internet Titles are now vacated but that doesn't mean Amber is taking the week off as tonight she goes one on one with Bea Barnhart!

Adams: This is a big match for Bea because if she beats Amber tonight, she'll earn a shot at the World Bombshell Championship at a later date! We've already seen Amber's husband Mac Bane take on Agostino Romano in a similar qualifier, but the question remains, can Bea pull off the biggest upset of the year?

Simone: One way to find out! Let's take this to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a non-title World Bombshell Title Qualifier Match!

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 crowd's 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.

Justin: Introducing first, from Atlantic City, New Jersey, she is the reigning World Bombshell Champion Amber Ryan!

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.

Simone: As previously stated, Amber was the one who ended Myra River's year long Bombshell Internet Title Reign at Summer XXXTreme IX, some might see Bea Barnhart as a major downgrade from Myra in terms of challenge, but stranger things have happened!

Adams: But Amber looks as focused as ever, that's going to be a lot easier said than done!

Justin: And her opponent!

Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar starts to play and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. She is dressed in black leather pants, a white pullover type tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket, which is basically a tough street girl look.

Justin: From Lawrenceville, Georgia, Bea Barnhart!

As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring where she climbs the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She plays the crowd for a bit before running across the ring leaping up into the corner then after playing the crowd she jumps down and settles into the corner to wait for the match to start.

Simone: Last time we saw Bea compete was against Krystal Wolfe and Maki for the Roulette Title at Summer XXXTreme and no offence to Krystal but going from challenging for the Roulette Title to the World Bombshell Title would be a major step up for Bea!

Adams: But first, she has to beat Amber and we both know that's a lot easier said than done!

Jacob calls both women to the middle of the ring to go over the rules with them, Amber hands her title to Jacob without taking her eyes off Bea and he calls for the bell before handing it to a stage hand.

DING DING DING!

Simone: If looks could kill, Bea would be six feet under by now!

Adams: And Amber would be digging the grave, let's be honest!

Once the bell rings the two women circle around each other before they lock up in the middle of the ring, being the taller and stronger of the two women Amber takes the early advantage by backing Bea into the corner where Jacob forces a break which Amber complies with only to go for a wild right hand, Bea manages to duck the attempted cheapshot and starts firing off punches to Amber's face before whipping her off the ropes and taking her down with a Clothesline.

Simone: If you had told me that Bea was still fired up after being called the c-word by The Troll last week, I wouldn't be surprised!

Adams: In either case, Bea has Amber on the ropes and is going for a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

And Amber kicks out of the first pin-fall of the match! Bea doesn't waste time arguing with Jacob over a slow count as anyone who watched the Main Event of Summer XXXTreme IX would tell you that it takes a lot more than some punches and a clothesline to keep Amber Ryan down for the count, instead Bea picks up the reigning World Bombshell Champion and backs her into the ropes before going for another Irish Whip, Amber however has a rather direct counter to the second Irish Whip attempt.

Simone: In all my years as a commentator, I've never seen someone counter an Irish Whip with a punch to the face!

Adams: Leave it to Amber to come up with that counter, and now Bea's on the backfoot.

Amber follows up her punch with a Snap Suplex and Bea lands hard on her back causing the older Bombshell to sit up and clutch her lower back in pain, Amber however sees this as an opportunity as she locks in a rear chin lock whilst pressing her knee against Bea's back for extra pressure and Jacob gets into position to ask Bea if she wants to quit, the Filipino Bombshell manages to shake her head in response and starts trying to fight out of it.

Simone: As disrespectful as it was for The Troll to call Bea THAT WORD, the fact that it's fired her up so much has likely given Bea a real chance of winning this match!

Adams: And I don't think Amber would ever live that down!

After a few minutes of struggling, Bea manages to break free of Amber's submission hold and, whilst clearly still favouring her back, gets back to her feet to try to continue the fight against the World Bombshell Champion, Amber quickly shakes off any surprise she had from the fight she's getting from Bea as Bea goes for another Clothesline but this time Amber ducks and rebounds off the ropes before hitting Bea with a Shotgun Dropkick that sends her frying into the corner! Bea slumps into the corner giving Amber a chance to nail her with a Running Knee before dragging her out and going for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bea gets the shoulder up.

Simone: I don't think many people expected Bea to last this long against Amber!

Adams: Bea wants that World Bombshell Title Shot Belinda, but Amber's going to make her work for it.

Bea takes the opportunity to roll to the outside and regroup whilst Amber plans her next move in her head, what that plan is becomes readily apparent as Amber goes for something that we rarely see out of her, namely a Tope Suicida, but Bea has her well scouted and ducks out of the way at the last second causing Amber to crash and burn to the floor below! Bea sees this and realizes that she now has a real chance of winning before picking up Amber and rolling her back into the ring!

Simone: It's not often that we see Amber Ryan do Suicide Dives like that!

Adams: If Bea manages to pick up the win after that failed suicide dive, it might be the last time we see Amber go for a Suicide Dive period!

Bea quickly follows Amber back into the ring before picking her up and executing a Piledriver for good measure before she goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

And Amber gets the shoulder up! Bea gets in Jacob's face about a slow count but Jacob isn't having any of it and orders her to continue the match! Before Bea can even continue the argument though Amber surprises her with a roll-up from behind.

ONE!

TWO!

And Bea kicks out! Bea gets back to her feet first and decides it's high time that she ended the match calling for her finisher!

Simone: Bea is calling for The Bea Bulldog and the One-Two-Three!

Adams: And just to be clear, Belinda's talking about Bea's finisher, not just the three count!

Bea runs to the ropes as Amber gets back to her feet, but the Bulldog gets countered into a Drop Toe Hold by Amber who wastes no time in locking in her submission finisher!

Simone: Burning the Lot! Amber has it locked in!

Adams: And Bea has nowhere to go, stick a fork in her, she's done!

Jacob quickly gets into position to ask Bea if she wants to quit and after a few seconds of struggling, Bea has no choice but to tap!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner by submission, the World Bombshell Champion Amber Ryan!

Simone: Bea gave it her all but in a reversal of fortunes from her husband's match last week, she had no choice but to tap out!

Adams: Amber has just sent a clear message to the rest of the Bombshell Locker Room it's going to take a lot to dethrone her!

Amber is given back her title and she celebrates whilst the ref checks on Bea.




The following message has been approved by Andrea Hernandez...

The scene cuts in to Andrea Hernandez sitting down in an office type setting with two sets of flashcards, one set being red another set being blue, in front of her. More than anything, she's in an amused mood. She doesn't appear to be letting any recent criticism get to her as she begins to express her thoughts.

Andrea: Welcome to my next campaign message! Tonight, it is time to set the record straight and educate the uneducated masses that have nothing better to do with their lives and careers than sit at their fucking keyboard and try to slander me because well... what the hell else do they have to do? It's not like they're actually DOING ANYTHING, right Bobbie? It's not like they've been relevant lately, right Keira? Right Johanna? Yeah, you are welcome for making you relevant for a brief moment. Tonight, we are going to play a game of PERCEPTION versus REALITY! I'm going to cut right to the chase and tear down the slander that is coming at me from INSECURE BITCHES who clearly have nothing better to talk about. But hey, keep talking about me! It shows you that I'm in your head. Let's start with perception number one...

Andrea picks up the top flashcard in the RED pile revealing a white colored text that states "Andrea is trying to campaign for the Internet title to be handed to her! She doesn't know that titles are won in the ring."

Andrea: See how stupid this is?

Andrea shoves the flashcard in a nearby shredder and picks up a flashcard from the BLUE pile, with the same white text, that states "The campaigning is for the TITLE SHOT, not to be handed the title!"

Andrea: Hey haters, you see this? THIS is REALITY! THIS is the TRUTH! Let me put it to you all this way. If I wasn't sitting on the sidelines as far as title opportunities are concerned while UNDESERVING, UNQUALIFIED CANDIDATES such as Candy, Sam Marlowe, Maki, Bea Barnhart, Violet Amelia Holt, Johanna Krieger, Mercedes Vargas, just to name a few were getting them CONSTANTLY, then this campaign does NOT exist. This campaign is partially to address INJUSTICES like this. I have NEVER campaigned to have the title handed to me. I even TOLD Christian Underwood that I never expected it to be handed to me. Of course, you ALL gloss over that because you want ANY excuse in the book to try to bring me down. Yeah, I CAN and I WILL win this in the ring the moment this campaign achieves its goal of getting ME a Bombshells Internet title shot! I'm the ONLY one that has the GUTS to speak out about this injustice because unlike MOST of you, I have AMBITION! When AMBITION comes from someone else, it's AMBITION and they're praised for it. But when it comes from ME? It's "ANDREA IS WHINING AND BITCHING!" Clear bias. No doubt.

Andrea just scoffs at this as she puts aside the blue flashcard.

Andrea: PERCEPTION...

Andrea picks up the next RED flashcard that reads "Andrea's wins don't mean anything/All Andrea has left is her win streak/her win streak is unimpressive because she wrestles 'once a month' LOL/etc."

Andrea pulls out a drawer from the desk that she's sitting on, pulls out a pair of scissors and then cuts that flashcard into a hundred pieces before picking up the next BLUE card, which states "LOOK IN THE MIRROR"

Andrea: REALITY... notice who that chatter is coming from. It's coming from someone that I have beaten FOUR TIMES, including last week, who has done nothing... NOTHING since winning the Bombshells World Championship. Aside from Roxi, what does SHE have to hang on to? This type of slanderous nonsense is coming from someone who has not only wrestled ONE match in the last year, but has also NEVER ACCOMPLISHED ANYTHING in SCW. Enough said. This is coming from someone like Roxi who I have beaten TWICE this year and who has NEVER BEATEN ME IN ONE ON ONE COMPETITION who had an Internet title shot and lost and somehow thinks she's a world title contender now? PFFFT! This year, I have done EVERYTHING I've needed to do. Set an opponent in front of me? Beat them. Simple as that. But if it was someone like AMBER RYAN doing what I've done this year, OH MY GOD! PRAISE! DOMINANT! UNDEFEATED! But because it's ME, you all try to diminish it.

Andrea puts aside the BLUE flashcard before picking up the final RED one that states "ANDREA HAS BEEN IRRELEVANT SINCE LOSING THE WORLD TITLE!"

Andrea: Perception...

Andrea pulls out a lighter from the drawer and immediately lights it. She gently places the flame on the card, setting it in fire before tossing it in the trash can and watching it smolder to ash. She then picks up the BLUE flashcard that asks "So if I'm IRRELEVANT why do you try so hard to bring me down?"

Andrea: Reality... and ask yourselves that question. I'm SO irrelevant and my wins mean NOTHING but you all try SO HARD to shove that down the throat of anyone that listens You STILL give me SO much attention. You STILL try SUPER HARD to bring me down and try to treat me like I'm nothing. But you know what? I can't be shocked by that because here is a reality that applies to every single one of you two-faced bitches. From the day that I arrived in this company, NONE OF YOU... EVER... wanted me to be successful. From day one, you have ALWAYS... ALWAYS... wanted me to fail. You all cheered SO HARD when I lost the world title and ever since then, you STILL try to bring me down. You STILL try to diminish me. Because the fact of the matter is, you all root for me to fail and you have since day one. You keep CRYING and TRYING so hard to diminish me because I've been more successful in this company than any of you have EVER wanted to be. Sorry, but no matter how hard you all take your insecurities out on me, it's STILL not going to make YOU any better. YOU all complain about me so damn much. YOU all want me to FAIL so bad. But NONE of you have the initiative that I do to do anything about it. You're either a Keira or a Roxi that TRIES to bring me down but ALWAYS FAILS OR you're someone like Bobbie hiding behind their keyboard. THAT is REALITY! Despite ALL of you wanting me to FAIL and flame out of SCW SO bad, not only am I STILL HERE, but I am STILL successful!

And that bothers you, doesn't it?

Those of you that speak out against me, you don't want to be Internet Champion. You just want to be Internet Champion so it's NOT me. This ANYONE BUT ANDREA mentality has permeated this locker room since the day I got here. I've put up with this shit for TWO YEARS now. Yet, I'm still here... and I've got WAY more ambition than ANY of you keyboard warriors out there that talk shit on Twitter but accomplish NOTHING where it matters.

I'm Andrea Hernandez and I approve this message!

Andrea stands up and leaves behind her desk showing absolutely no remorse for what she just said. Shortly after she leaves, the scene fades out.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Caleb Storms getting ready for an interview with Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Before we start, you don't have any disturbing news stories to show me, right?

Caleb: If this about the Chris Chan thing from last week, trust me, I know, I've been trying to purge that memory from my mind all week long! Anyway, I take it you're here about the Main Event against Alex, right?

Pussy: Right, do you think your chances will improve in a one on one match for the Roulette Title?

Caleb: I don't see why it can't, Krystal may have defended her title in last week's Main Event tonight will be a reversal of fortunes for Alex because his reign ends tonight!

Pussy: And if not, do you still have your eyes on the newly vacated Internet Title?

Caleb: Off course! I want to make up for my first two reigns!

Caleb walks off as the scene fades.




Justin: The following match is our MAIN EVENT!! And this match will be contested by whatever type of match the Roulette Wheel will select by Ms. Rocky Mountains!!!

The opening scream the song "Test Your Metal" by Unleash The Archers is heard over the PA and the lights start flashing accross for the arena before Caleb comes out headbanging along to the song before he poses for the crowd at the top of the ramp.

Justin: Introducing, from Syracuse, New York and weighing in at 220ibs, he is "The Metal Storm" Caleb Storms!

Caleb makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp before sliding into the ring and throwing up the metal horns as he waits for his opponent

Justin: And his opponent!!!

"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

Justin: Standing in at 6'0 and weighing in at 225 pounds!! Hailing from Dallas, Texas!! The Roulette Champion!! Alex Jones!!!

Both men turn towards the entrance way as we see Ms. Rocky Mountains with he wheel to decide the type of match they will compete in. She grabs the wheel and spins it around as the camera zooms in on the top of the wheel as it moves around several times before it finally stops

Ms Rocky Mountains: The following match will be contested under Texas Death Match Rules!!! The winner will be the one that will be the final one left standing after a ten count!!!!

Simone: Whoa!!!!

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as both men have digested the stipulation of the match as we can see Caleb Storms immediately slide out of the ring and raises up the ring apron and grabs a table from underneath the ring and places it against the steel ring post before grabbing a steel chair from underneath the ring as he slides it in the ring before following it. He reaches for the chair, but is unable to lift it off the canvas as Alex Jones had placed his foot on top of it. Caleb looks up at Alex, who looks down at him and smiles while shaking his head no. Caleb explodes from his position of being on his hands and knees and charges in on Alex in an attempt to push him in the ropes. Only to have Alex block his attempt by driving an elbow into the back of his neck. He then follows it up with a spinning neckbreaker as that causes Caleb to roll around the ring while holding on to his neck. Alex slowly rises to his feet as he stares at the chair that Caleb had brought into the ring a few moments earlier. He grabs it and sets up the chair in the middle of the ring before he turns his attention back to Caleb who has slowly risen to one knee while holding on to his neck. Alex grabs him by the arm and pulls him to his feet, setting Caleb up for an Irish Whip before leaning forward to set Caleb up for a Back Body Drop on the chair that he had positioned two feet behind him. Only to have Caleb to leapfrog over him and jumps over the chair before running to the other side of the ring. There he charges back towards Alex who has turned around and jumped towards him as he set himself off the chair and executes a Hurricanrana as that causes Alex to fall on his back on the canvas. Caleb has gotten up to his feet and grabs the legs of Alex and drives his head into the lower region of the Roulette champion in a very painful position.

Simone: I wouldn't want to be Alex right now!!!

Adams: I don't think you would look good with a beard Belinda.

Dawn looks on as she sees Caleb grab the steel chair in his hands before looking over to the champion with a smile on his face as he sees Alex rolling around in agony. Caleb blasts the chair several times across the back and the sides of Alex as the fans react in cheers and boos as the fans are divided in who they like most. Caleb blasts the chair across the back of Alex one more time before placing it across his back before executing a Standing Moonsault on top of it.

Simone: Good Grief!!!

Adams: I wonder who has got the worst of the impact of that move!! Because I am sure that Caleb got hurt also by this!!!

Caleb gets to his feet in the corner of the ring, holding his side as he watches Dawn start to use the ten count on the champion.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

We see the arm of the champion sway in the air, signalling for the fans that there is still lot of fight left in him.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Caleb sees that Alex is getting to his hands and knees slowly, making him slide out of the ring and reaches from underneath the ring one more time as he gets his hands on

Simone: Another table???

Adams: It's time for one of these two guys to eat some wood!!

Simone: Perhaps, maybe even both will endure that burden.

Caleb slides the table in the ring before following it, he sets it up in the corner of the ring before turning his attention towards Alex. Who has gotten to his hands and knees, but clearly suffering anguish over the painful blows that he had endured earlier. Caleb dropkicks him into the opposite corner of the ring after Alex had gotten to both feet. This sends him chest first into the turnbuckles as Caleb walks over towards the table and then turns around and focuses upon Alex. He charges in on him and jumps towards Alex for a Stingers Splash, only to have Alex to sidestep at the final moment as if he had sensed Caleb coming. Caleb somehow manages to put his hands and feet forwards at the final moment, landing on the ropes surrounding the turnbuckles as that stopped his momentum. Only to have Alex get underneath him and grabs Caleb by the waist and lifts him off the turnbuckles in a powerbomb position.

Adams: Uh oh..., I don't think Caleb will whatever Alex has planned!!!

Instead of planting Caleb in the middle of the ring it is Alex that charges towards the other end of the ring and blasts Caleb back first into the table that he had planted in the corner, this causes him to break the wooden table as well as bouncing off the turnbuckles in a vicious way as Alex drops to a knee to catch some breath as Dawn starts to use a ten count on Caleb this time

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

We see an arm start to twist from Caleb but nothing more as Alex gets to his feet to make sure that Dawn wouldn't count both men down

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Caleb has turned his body to his stomach as he tries to push his body off the canvas. We see a replay on the split screen as the impact of the blow that Alex send him through the table made it splinter into million pieces before bouncing his head into the turnbuckles until he was covered in broken pieces of wood.

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

TE....

Caleb manages at the final moment to get himself to his feet as he had pushed himself out of the ring and hold on to the ring apron while coughing out loud. Alex rolls out of the ring and grabs an television cable in his hands and wraps it around the head and throat of Caleb and starts to choke him out with it as this causes Caleb to slowly drop to his knees as he tries to breathe while Alex places his weight on top of his neck while by bending over him while holding on to the cable. After a few moments it seems that Caleb is out, but Alex isn't done. He grabs Caleb by the hair as he drags him over to the table that he had placed outside earlier. He places the table across the ring apron and the announce table before turning around to Caleb. He grabs him by the head and pulls him back to his feet before rolling Caleb on the table and gets on the announcers table while staring at Caleb. He measures him before taking a few steps back across the ring apron and then walks towards Caleb and jumps off for a splash, but crashes into the table as Caleb had rolled off. This causes Alex to crash through the table himself as Caleb is seated next to him catching his breath as Dawn is once again starting to use the ten count on both men.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Caleb reaches towards the ring apron as he slowly pulls himself up to his feet while Alex is seemingly out of it

Simone: This could be the moment that Caleb was searching for!!! Can he win the Roulette championship tonight???

Adams: We still have seven seconds to go!!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Alex slowly starts to stir as he is in agonizing pain, we see some blood coming from his back as he gets to his hands and knees

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

Alex uses all of his leg strength to get to his feet for a moment before falling against the steel ring post and lean against it to keep in a standing position as both men are exhausted while staring at each other

Simone: Caleb was so close!!!

Adams: Both men are truly hurt, I wonder who will win this in the long run

Alex motions for Caleb to bring it as he wants more, causing Caleb to lift his head up as that sends his long hair behind him. Nodding his head before charging in on Alex, jumping upwards for a crossbody block into the steel ring post. But Alex manages to catch him and Samoan Drops Caleb into the steel ring post. Caleb screams in agonizing pain as Alex has enough, he grabs Caleb by the head and sets him up for his finisher.

Simone: The Dragon Sleeps on the concrete!!!

Dropping Caleb on the concrete padded floor with his pedigree before dropping backwards against the steel ring steps as he watches Caleb down and seemingly out.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Alex sits down on the steps, holding his body in agonizing pain as Dawn continues to count.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Alex slowly rises to his feet and grabs the chair that had been in the corner of the ring, just in case if Caleb manages to get to his feet

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NINE!

Adams: I think Alex has got this won!!!

TEN!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the Texas Death Match and Still SCW Roulette champion!!! Alex Jones!!!!!!

Alex drops the chair as he sighs of relief, realizing that he had come very close in losing the title during the match against a tough opponent.

Adams: What a match! Caleb Storms came so close but Alex Jones proved why he's one of the toughest men on the roster.

Simone: That was incredible! What a way to end the night. Ladies and gentlemen, join us next week for some more hard hitting action. For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying goodnight everybody!

The camera fades as Alex Jones raises the Roulette championship above his head.




THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, AJ, The Lord MK, Annie, Gerrit, Andy, Julie, Todd, JJ, Jeremy, Laura.. Also again to Annie for the great match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!