The crowd is alive with energy inside of the McCamish Pavilion in Atlanta, Georgia. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

A spotlight then begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. 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;

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

Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the fairgrounds at all of the fans filling the grandstand and the rows of seats around the grounds itself. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.

Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the McCamish Pavilion right here in Atlanta, Georgia, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!

The crowd cheers!

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

The crowd cheers as Amanda struts out onto the stage which has been adorned with a red carpet. Paparazzi (two, actually) emerge after her, snapping pictures of her in her shimmering gown and Britney Spears wig. Holding a purse in one hand with a toy dog in it, and the microphone in the other, Amanda does a twirl and her performance begins...

Amanda: Well, I stare at myself in the mirror
When I wake up every morn
And I marvel at how great I've been
Since the day that I was born

I've made so many albums
I've run out of things to name 'em
My fans all want to be like me
And really, who can blame 'em

Teenage groupies all surround me
I guess I know why
No one else can match my charm
Why do they even try

All the girls in college
Turned me down for other fellas
But I know why, it seems to me
They're just insanely jealous
Who wouldn't be

Some people call it self-indulgence
But they just don't understand
That it's hard to be too humble
When you know that you're so grand

And I'm not trying to say I'm perfect
I just want you to see
That I've never met a person
Who's as wonderful as me

Now, I'm not arrogant or haughty
And I'm certainly not conceited
But anyone trying to match my wits
Is very soon defeated

I'm a marvelous human being
I'm just one big hunk of man
Sometimes I have to marvel
At how very great I am

Some people call it self-indulgence
But they just don't understand
That it's hard to be too humble
When you know that you're so grand

And I'm not trying to say I'm perfect
I just want you to see
That I've never met a person
Who's as marvelous, spectacular
Fantastic and terrific
And so very great and wonderful as me

The crowd cheers as Amanda ends the song with a flamboyant pose and the spotlight over her winks out.

Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to Atlanta, Georgia at the McCamish Pavilion! On behalf of my colleague Jason Adams, I am Belinda Simone and we welcome you to SCW Climax Control!

Adams: Can you believe it, Bel?? High Stales XI is almost here!

Simone: It is only a matter of weeks away, our biggest event of the year! Add onto that the Hall of Fame and 2021 Year End Awards...!

Adams: And tonight THREE championship matches!

Simone: Indeed it is an exciting night and we kick things off in an epic fashion as SCW has signed none other than Levi Russow! Making waves Levi announced his signing just this past week and tonight, de debuts against SCU's party boy, none other than Alex Rush!

Adams: And it's the first time we've seen "Brother" David Shepherd in the ring in two months and he is up against the Troll who is probably the only person in SCW who can get the fans to cheer David!

Simone: Dani Weston is back in action and she faces Mercedes Vargas in one on one action!

Adams: Kris Ryans is already signed to face J2H in a Battle of the Great Ones at High Stakes XI, and tonight he tests the waters of SCW again by facing Internet Champion Caleb Storms in a non-title match!

Simone: Last week Alex Jones had to relinquish the Roulette Championship as he is the newly crowned World Heavyweight Champion! Tonight, we fill that championship vacancy with a Triple Threat match between Miles Kasey! Bulldog Bill Barnhart! And Georgia's own Lincoln Daniels!

Adams: Then it's the first of TWO World title defenses! Amber Ryans puts her title on the line again, against Jessie Salco and this time it ISN'T a Food Fight!

Simone: And in the Main Event! Tensions are already running high between former champion Mac Bane and new World Champion Alex Jones! Mac believes he never should have lost the title to Alex even though choosing Alex as his opponent was, in fact, Mac's own idea! But tonight Mac has demanded his return match and Alex has agreed! All this and more on SCW Climax Control!




We have an empty ring, and then "Limelight" by Rush begins and soon enough Roxi Johnson parts the curtain to a large ovation. She soaks in the cheers for a few seconds before making her way to the ring. She slaps a few hands, pointing and nodding at a few others before she gets into the ring.

Adams: Roxi has been on a roll lately in SCW, and looks to be on the contenders for the SCW Bombshell's championship.

Simone: After last week's main event result, I can't imagine Roxi is too disappointed, but also, not too happy. She's gonna have to plead her case.

Roxi calmly takes the microphone as her music cuts and the crowd dies down.

Roxi: Hello everyone. I am supposed to come out here tonight, if you were reading on the SCW website and week in preview for this particular event, to plead my case as to why I should be in the Bombshell's championship match at High Stakes. I am supposed to come out here, and explain to you, and to SCW management, why I deserve that honor. I am not here tonight to plead about anything. I am here, to state the facts as they stand.

There are some cheers as Roxi pauses and takes a breath before continuing.

Roxi: Fact number one: I made it perfectly clear, long before the main event of Violent Conduct was announced, before the rematch between Myra River and Amber Ryan was signed, that I was not interested in trying to win the newly vacated Bombshell's Internet championship. As prestigious as that is, I made it clear, that I intended to earn a Bombshell's championship match, by beating everyone put in front of me.

More cheers as Roxi continues.

Roxi: Fact number two: I did exactly that, from that moment on. I beat Seleana. I beat Char Kwan. I beat Jessie. I beat Bea. I teamed with Keira and we beat Bobbi and Dani. I have beaten whomever it was that was placed in front of me one on one. Last week? Was a fatal four-way. I did, what was necessary to avoid Crystal Zdunich taking all of my hard work away in one fell swoop, because she was placed in this match.

Roxi shakes her head in frustration before continuing.

Roxi: Fact number three: Crystal was in this match because of her name and past accolades. It was not a case of Crystal earning it. It wasn't a case of Mercedes earning it. The only person who I can even slightly justify being in that match was Alicia Lukas, because at least prior to that match, Alicia had won recently beforehand. Crystal's last actual match before Violent Conduct, was at Summer XXXtreme against Jessie Salco. If we are really stretching that far back to justify a one-win involvement, then everything I just did was for nothing. Every opponent I beat, means nothing when anyone can just wander in and sneak in the back door and get a championship match.

Roxi almost sneers, as she removes hair from her face.

Roxi: And really, fact number four: All you have to do, is go to last year, and see what happened, every single time Amber and I were in the ring one on one. The result was all of you, and SCW management hearing you and those three matches, and everything in between made it the feud of the year. The two of us facing each other, has always resulted in things that a lot of us have never witnessed. That should be enough for anyone, right there. But, alas, this isn't in my hands at this point.

Roxi points at the fans as they cheer before she continues.

Roxi: So, there's the easy way to settle this, SCW can have Roxi vs. Crystal at any time before High Stakes to determine the true number one contender. That would be what I would prefer. But there is also the easier thing to do, and simply make this a triple threat match. While that is intriguing, all it does, is mean that all any contender or person who believes themselves to be a contender has to do, is be in the right place at the right time and then, nothing matters. You can lose 100 matches in a row, but, you can in one match, at one time, walk out with everything.

Roxi finally shrugs before wrapping it up.

Roxi: So, really, that's where we stand. SCW, the ball is in your court. I'm sure Crystal will come out here and get the fans to chant her name and tell you she's the only 5-time Bombshell's champion and now, she wants to be the only 6-time champion because now, all of sudden, this means a lot to her. I'll let her say her piece, I have said mine. I thank you for your time. And I await your decision.

Roxi kindly hands the microphone back to Justin Decent before she raises a hand to the crowd and exits the ring.




LIVE! For the first-time EVER from Madison Square Garden in New York City!

Sin City Wrestling presents to you...!




Dawn Barnes moves into the ring where she checks on the ropes. Justin Decent climbs the ring steps and slides between the ropes into the ring and moves to the center of the ring where he brings the microphone to his lips.

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

The lights kick out in the arena as we hear an offbeat choir of punks singing "ohhhhh ohhhh ohhhh" until we build to a complete silence...until it's shattered by:

"WE ARE THE TRUE BELIEVERS!!!!"

Suddenly blasting pyro fires off as the legendary "Iceman" Levi Russow comes bouncing out onto the ramp in time with the music dancing and twirling as the fans are going ape shit as he spins twice and takes off like a dart to the ring sliding under the bottom rope and popping up and running to the corner where he runs up the turnbuckles and backflips off landing in a superhero position in the middle of the ring.

Justin: From Manhattan New York, he is Levi Russow!!

Gold stars start to flash around the stage entrance as the arena lights start to drop out and a voice is heard saying "Do you wanna get rocked?" The name Alex Rush appears on the screen and the fans instantly burst in to cheers as Def Leppards "Let's Get Rocked" blasts through the speakers.

Justin: And his opponent...

Adams: Levi Russow will be facing the lead vocalist of Mr. Firecrotch and lovable teammate of rhinos Belinda.

Simone: Let's hope that Alex Rush will be ready for Levi too. I don't think that Dawn will allow his teammates at ringside.

Justin: From Westminister, London, England, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, he is Alex Rush!

Smoke appears at the top of the ramp as a spotlight hits the entrance way to see the back of a long haired man with one hand in the air holding up the devil horns sign. He turns around to more cheers as the spotlight shines on the face of Alex Rush! A line of security as seen either side of him as the lights brighten to show fans "held back" by security at the top of the ramp. Alex is wearing black leather pants with a red stripe down either side, a white shirt with the devill horns hand sign on in a faded gray colour. Around his wrist, a multi coloured scarf is tied. He looks to the held back fans and wave a hand at them in a presidential fashion before making his way down to the ringside area. Alex steps up the steps and through the middle and top rope and in to the center of the ring, his arms in the air with the devil horns sign as gold sparks fall from the roof. Alex reaches down, removing his shirt and throws it to the crowd as he waits for the match to start.

Simone: Alex Rush is in the ring and you can hear the fangirls sighing around the ring.

Adams: Well there is Dawn Barnes signalling for the bell and Justin is leaving the ring. We are ready to start.

DING DING DING!

Levi and Alex move to the middle of the ring where Levi holds his hand out to Alex who wags his finger no then moves towards Levi and wraps his arms around him in a hug that he tries to turn into a belly to belly suplex. Levi looks at Alex who smiles widely then backs away when the hold doesn't work. Slapping at the chest of Russow, Alex backs away and then motions at Levi for the fans before moving to lock up with Levi in a collar and elbow tie up that Levi leverages to drive Rush into the corner where he holds up his arms. Barnes moves towards the pair to warn Levi to let Alex out of the corner. Russow backs away slowly while still holding Rush in the corner to prevent him from attacking. Alex smirks and applauds Levi who looks around and then the pair lock up again with Alex twisting Russow into a headlock. Levi shoots Alex into the ropes and is almost taken off his feet with a shoulder block from Alex Rush who staggers back himself. Looking at Levi, Rush charges off the opposite ropes and attempts a clothesline. Russow ducks under it and then catches a rebounding Rush with a spinning heel kick that sends him to the mat. Rolling over, Alex lays on his stomach as Levi reaches towards him. Rolling quickly, Rush makes it to the ropes and clutches the bottom rope as Russow moves towards him. Dawn gets between the two and warns off Levi.

Adams: Alex Rush and Levi Russow are feeling out each others strengths and right now Alex is sure that Levi is on the defensive now that Dawn has warned him.

Alex gets to his feet on the outside of the ring where he is standing on the ring apron. Turning his back to Levi, Alex is waving to his fans. Moving towards the ropes, Levi grabs at Alex who turns and looks in surprise at the hold. Levi reaches over to pull Alex into the ring but the Brit puts his hands on the back of the neck of Russow then drops to the floor which hangs Russow on the top rope and slingshots him into the middle of the ring. Alex rolls under the bottom rope and then reaches where Levi is slowly starting to get to his feet. Alex links his arm with Levi's and then throws his hip into the midsection of Levi and takes him over with a hip toss. Alex applauds the move then drops to catch his opponent's arm in an arm bar. Levi twists to get to his knees and then to his feet. Alex spins the arm of Russow and locks in a wrist lock that he waves back and forth for Russow to see. Levi tries to fight off the hold then spins under the arm of Rush and reverses the wristlock. Alex dances up on his toes in pain and then tries to distract Levi but isn't able to as Levi whips Alex into the corner which has Rush arching in pain as he falls to his knees in the corner. Russow moves closer and begins to use muay thai kicks and strikes on Rush who is trying to protect his head. The referee tells Levi to let Alex leave the corner. Holding his hands up, Levi backs away as Dawn checks on Alex.

Simone: Alex had managed to gain control of Levi Russow for a moment and he took advantage of it. But Levi isn't going to let him keep advantage if he can help it.

Alex is slow to get to his feet as Levi motions for him to attack him. Rush points up the ramp and yells out Robert Edwin's name which has Levi looking behind him. Rush uses the distraction to jump on the back of Russow. Alex locks in a headlock that he tries to leverage and use to bring Levi to his knees. On the back of Russow, Alex is trying to tickle at the nose of Russow with his hair but Levi keeps shaking his head and then reaches up behind Alex and pulls him over his shoulder to the mat. Alex is sprawled on the mat as Levi reaches to roll him up. Alex rolled through the pin attempt. Levi keeps a hold on his leg and then twists Alex back onto his back before hitting a standing double stomp that has Rush clutching at his chest and rolling to his stomach. Levi turns around and then drops to his knees to roll up Rush but only gets a two count as Alex pushes his shoulder off the mat. Dawn motions for Levi that she had counted only a two count. Levi gets to his feet and pulls Alex up by the wrist before whipping him off the ropes.

Adams: Levi Russow starting to really take control of the match Belinda

Simone: Yes he is but he can't count Alex Rush out this early in the match.

Levi Russow turns slightly to the side in preparation for a superkick but Alex sees it and manages to catch the top rope and stops himself. Levi turns to face Alex who charges from the ropes towards Russow with a clothesline attempt but Levi ducks under it and then tries his own clothesline that Alex ducks. Catching Levi, Alex picks him up and hits a atomic drop which sends Levi to the mat in pain. Alex jumps in excitement and raises his arms in victory. He is not paying attention to Levi who rolls to the ropes. Alex turns to see Levi standing and then jumping on the ropes and hits a springboard swanton that takes both of them to the mat. The two men are laying in the middle of the ring recovering as Dawn checks on both. Levi is the first to his feet as Alex rolls to his stomach then gets to his hands and knees. Russow grabs for Rush who quickly crawls between the legs of Levi then gets to his feet to rush off the ropes and leap on the back of Russow. Once more, Alex tries to lock in a headlock but Levi is even quicker and pulls Alex over his shoulder once more. Alex turns and gets up to his knees when Levi hits his night nightmare which spins Rush to the mat once more. Laid out, Alex is pinned by Russow who only gets another two count as Alex forces his shoulder off the mat.

Simone: That was close Jason. Levi Russow is closing in on a win here tonight.

Levi gets to his feet and pulls Alex Rush to his feet. Levi pushes Rush to the ropes and then whips him across the ring where he follows him and then grabbing the arm of Alex, springs onto the ropes and hits his Northern Lights Out cutter that sends Rush to the mat. Levi rolls over and then crawls towards the downed Alex Rush and then rolls him up as he breathes heavily. Dawn drops to the mat to make the count.

Simone: Levi Russow has Alex Rush pinned and Alex isn't moving.

Levi rolls Alex's legs over his head and Dawn slaps the canvas to make the count.

ONE!

Adams: Alex's gotta get up...he fans are chanting his name!

TWO!

Adams: Alex...ALEX!!

Simone: I don't think that he is going to be able to prevent the three count Jason.

THREE!

Adams: That's it, Mr. Firecrotch has been extinguished in this match by Levi Russow.

Russow throws the legs of Alex Rush to the mat and then gets to his feet.

Simone: Tonight's winner in this match is Levi Russow!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match, Levi Russow!

Levi moves to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles to celebrate his victory as Dawn checks on Alex who is starting to stir on the mat. She helps him up and to the ropes to leave the ring as Levi moves across the ring and climbs the opposite corner turnbuckles.

Adams: Levi Russow, tonight's winner in his match.

Simone: Congratulations to Levi Russow.

Alex rolls out of the ruing and heads up the ramp clutching the back of his neck while True Believers plays over the venue.




The scene cuts in on Andrea Hernandez as she just sits inside the locker room. She's enjoying herself quite a bit as she holds her SCW Bombshells Internet Championship close to her. She does not appear to care about anything else but herself at the moment and her arrogance is definitely heightened as she begins to express her thoughts.

Andrea: Did you enjoy my Disney World interview last week? Mercedes Vargas didn't. She just went into complete sore loser mode and decided to bash the whole thing... like she's done anything special in SCW lately. But that's okay. The hate isn't going to stop just because I am the SCW Bombshells Internet Champion. The hate is going to grow. I get it. You all don't like me very much. I WAS after all, the last person that you all wanted to win that tournament. So, let's talk about all the current events that are going on in the Bombshells division. First, we have Jessie Salco challenging Myra Rivers at High Stakes and... HAHAHAHAHAHA sorry... WHAT?

Jessie... challenging Myra....

Yet, Myra accepted the challenge. HMM, why? She didn't have to. She just went through the barbwire explosion and all that. Why in god's name would she be stupid enough to take on THAT? Way to piss off your sister... and I KNOW you were referring to her when you were talking about how a loved one wanted you to retire. Oh that Myra Rivers ego. It just never seems to change.

Then you have... well... a REALITY that is going to get me in "trouble", but I don't give a SHIT! I can say it. I WILL say it. The World Championship situation is the LEAST INTERESTING situation in the Bombshells division. Yes, even worse than the Roulette division because that division is so bad that someone like Krystal Wolfe is actually dominating it. So we're back to the same old shit with Christina and Roxi potentially challenging for the title? YAWN! Christ, why do we keep turning the clock back to 2015 with that title? I suppose it's better than Alicial Lukas being in the Bombshells World title match at High Stakes for the millionth year in a row...

I think...

I'm not sure... you know, I might have to think about that one.

ANYWAY... the most INTRIGUING title situation in the Bombshells division right now... of course... is ME! WHO is going to step up? Come on, where are the challengers? You all hate me so much and yet, the only person on the roster that appears to WANT a shot at the Bombshells title is Keira Fisher and I've beaten her HOW many times already? Admittedly, that would be interesting despite that, you know. Keira and I have had our history and all... Keira being the biggest pain in my ass this year... yet, we mended fences behind closed doors... yet, all it takes is one spark for that powder keg to blow. I mean, don't get me wrong. I am far from Keira's biggest fan. BUT, she's got something that MOST of you don't: INITIATIVE! SO... if it comes down to it... great! I'm not going to duck that challenge because I KNOW that I CAN and I WILL beat her again.

Or it could be Mercedes Vargas. I mean, she WAS the runner up. She STILL wants to talk a lot of shit. But would she be High Stakes worthy? Hmm... I'm not so sure. I wouldn't mind shutting HER up once and for all and making sure she never drops my name out of her mouth again. And yet, facing Mercedes again, even though I've faced her far less times than I've faced Keira, would be less intriguing. Hey, maybe someone else that I'm not even thinking about actually steps up. For all we know, Kate Steele may decide to come back from the dead to reclaim once she had. Probably not though. Doubt it. Ruby? Nah. I beat her already. She doesn't want any of this. Bea Barnhart? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA hell no! Sam Marlowe? Beating her never gets old. Hey, maybe Do Nothing Kreiger gets another token opportunity. The possibilities are ENDLESS.

At the end of the day though, it doesn't matter WHO you throw in there against me! I'm going to win in the end. After all, since last High Stakes, that's ALL I've done this year. I just win, and win, and win some more. I am getting ever closer to accomplishing the rare feat of going an ENTIRE CALENDAR YEAR without losing and IF that were to happen? Pffft, the 1972 Dolphins would have NOTHING on that! So who's it going to be, SCW?

Don't disappoint me!

Andrea delivers a wink before she stands up and leaves the scene, clearing basking in the glow of her recent championship victory as the shot fades.




The camera cuts back to Keira already standing in the ring. She smiles as her music dies down and looks at the crowd. She then begins to speak

Keira: Well, been a while hasn't it? Sure, I haven't been in the right mind space. But look at what's happened so far. But before I get into it. There's something I have been wanting to talk about for a long time.

Keira takes a deep breath and says

Keira: One year ago, SCW was in the hands of a person that...wanted to take everything away. My friends were affected by it. Bridges mended and just...a lot of pain. But she's no longer around. This was dubbed however as The Sin Incident. I made a promise a year ago and I'll continue to make that promise. Sin is Gone. She's never coming back.

The crowd cheers over this as Keira talks once again

Keira: Now, why did I come out here? Well, with all this going around. I should remind people. My goal is to finally become the Bombshell Internet Champion. With me beating my best buddy last week, which Jessie, good luck tonight. But with that win. I should be in the running for it. That's what I want. I also want to fight Krystal Wolfe as well. But I know I'm asking for too much.

Keira giggles a bit

Keira: So, it's up to the SCW Brass on this. If I have earned the right to challenge for the Bombshell Internet Championship. This is the one title I have yet to get and yet, it's my biggest challenge yet. If I have, then why not try to go for it, one year after I captured the World Bombshell Championship? High Stakes, more so...High Stakes XI. So whoever the Bombshell Internet Champion is, whether it's Andrea or anyone else. If the Brass will allow it. I'm coming for it! Be ready!

Keira smirks as her music plays again, the scene fading on it.




Backstage, the camera hurriedly tries to catch up with a very casual and relaxed looking World Bombshells Champion in 'The Distorted Angel' Amber Ryan. Dressed in her professional best- by her standards- with black blazer rolled up to the elbows and black skinny jeans bearing less rips and wear than usual. Even her T-shirt doesn't seem to have an obscenity in sight, so you know she means real business...

Striding rather confidentially, a lazy half-smile caps off what is otherwise a rather unusual look for the champion. Of course the reason becomes apparent very quickly as she approaches the office of none other than Christian Underwood.

Knocking briskly despite the door already being half open, Amber lingers in the doorway as Christian's eyes shift from the ceiling to the redhead. Cheek resting in one palm and a pencil being idly twirled in the other- the boredom is almost palpable, thick in the air as the redhead enters slowly.

Amber: Well, you certainly seem like you have your hands full.

Christian casually glances up to Amber as she waltzes in. His fault he supposed, leaving the door ajar like it was. He glances past her and to the door and gives a slight frown.

Christian: Hm, need to remember to keep that shut. Just anybody would be able to walk in.

He gives a sidelong glance to the monitor on the laptop of his desk, and it is plain to see he is keeping a close watch on the happenings out in the arena inside of the six-sided ring. But normally he does so not within the confines of his office, which could spell for why the boredom. He drops the pencil to the desk's surface and drums his fingers, glancing back to Amber.

Christian: Something I can do for you, champ?

Amber: Tonight? Not really... I just thought I'd stop by and, how do I put this, express my appreciation...

Amber's crocodile smile spreads across her face as she places her palms down on the desk and leans across slightly.

Amber: See, I realize that sometimes I'm a little bit of a hassle... I'm a problem child, and yet you still have faith in me to continue representing your company. Of course, I suppose there isn't much of a choice in the matter right now- but that's beside the point.

Clearing her throat, she tries to ignore the way Christians eyes start glazing over as she speaks.

Amber: ... and so imagine my delight last week at the inconclusive ending to that four-way contendership match. It's a real rarity to see such a result and yet I have complete faith that you agree with me when I say- let them fight it out for their chance on the biggest show of the year.

Pushing off the desk, Amber straightens up as her grin spreads further, dimples deepening. Christian sighs, exhaling lightly through his pursed lips as he casually turns his head to a potted plant atop the desk and reaches over and adjusts the leaves more so to his liking.

Amber: After all, I have spent the last 6 months defending against everyone you have thrown at me. I appreciate the challenge of course... however, without a true contender I think we can both agree that my skills could be just as well utilized elsewhere at High Stakes...

Christian drums his fingers as he stares at Amber until he turns to a small mini fridge/freezer at the side of his desk and he all-too easily leans over to reach in and take out an ice cream bar. He then removes the wrapper and begins to enjoy the sweet treat silently as he watches her. Visibly frustrated, although somehow managing to keep her composure- Amber continues albeit a little deflated in her tone.

Amber: ... they get their 15 minutes in the spotlight and I get to survey the proverbial lay of the land. A well earned opportunity, if you will, to appreciate and spectate on such a grand scale...

Christian by now isn't even watching her as he is wide eyed, staring off to the side of the office while eating his ice cream. It's clear the redhead is almost gritting her teeth through every syllable, however remains far from finished making her point in spite of the... disinterest.

Amber: ... and for that, I come here to say thank you in advance for your... Christian, are you even... are you just ignoring me?

Christian takes a bite and shakes his head in the negative.

Christian: No... no. I've heard every word. Every. Word. I'm just...

He paused with a frown of focused concentration.

Christian: I'm just trying to think of how to properly sugarcoat what it is I have to tell you.

Expression hardening into that of something far more familiar, Amber leans back in with hands gripping the edges of the desk in anticipation.

Amber: I had more than enough sugar coating when Candy was running around making everything pink and frilly. Hell, I'm half surprised she hasn't started just reverting everything- but I feel like that's beside the point...

Christian shrugs lightly.

Christian: I've kept her busy so she'll stay out of everyone's hair. I put the sign for my office on a revolving door so we should be safe for the night.

A small, albeit less than amused chuckle emanates from the champion.

Amber: Could have used that right before the Supercard. Hindsight, I suppose.

Christian leans back in his chair and polishes off the ice cream, and while cleaning off the stick, he keeps his eyes on Amber.

Christian: But you are right. I don't really agree with your assessment of our little situation. You see, High Stakes is our biggest event of the calendar year. Hall of Fame. Year End Awards? Ring a bell? Yes? No?

He shakes his head.

Christian: Doesn't matter. Point is, we have a tradition here. Every championship is defended at every Supercard. Every. One. So if you think the World Championship won't be defended on the biggest event of the year...?

He closes his eyes and scrunches his nose up with a smile, shaking his head emphatically 'no.' Amber quickly hides her frustration under a confident, almost devilish smile.

Amber: I was worried you might say something along those lines- of course, I'd be happy to face either woman... however I won't lie and say that I'm not at least a little disappointed by our difference of opinion. By all means- take your pick. I'm a 'fighting champion' after all...

Sarcasm rolls off the tongue like it's Amber's native language. Eyes narrowed as her grip tightened on the desks edge.

Christian: Well you see, it's all a matter of perspective and how you look at the situation. From your perspective, from the outside looking in, you might see the match being a draw since Roxi and Crystal both pinned Mercedes, therefore there being no clear cut winner or challenger. But from the inside and a creative standpoint? You could see that by both Crystal and Roxi pinning Mercedes, there are TWO legit claims to the match and therefore, two legit number one contenders.

He steeples his fingers and smiles brightly at her, nodding.

Christian: Can you SEE where this is headed?

Amber says nothing, the cold stare meeting the brick wall facade of potentially the only person in the company more stubborn and unrelenting than she was. If there were emotions to be betrayed, she did a damn good job of keeping them close to the chest.

Amber: I'm you'll make it known regardless.

Christian: You're right, and you know something? Despite what some think, I do not enjoy being the bearer of bad news. I just ... happen to enjoy the random bit of idle gossip that ruins an otherwise happy day.

Christian gives her a goofy smile before he continues.

Christian: So! That being said and since I already told your future opponents and it's only fair you tell you as well... you ARE defending your World Championship at High Stakes XI... against BOTH winners of the Fatal Fourway: Crystal Zdunich, and Roxi Johnson!

Amber feigns recoil, although the truth isn't far off her thinly veiled annoyance. Not that she didn't get her way, but that it was made in deliberate defiance. With a smile dressed in pure snark, Amber nods as graciously as she can manage...

Amber: I trust you know what you've done.

Turning on a dime, the World Champion exits with minimal flourish- making sure to deliberately leave the door still ajar in her wake. If only out of spite. Christian watches her go, then glances casually off camera.

Christian: Wow. She's going to be pissed when she finds out the Triple Threat was Mark's idea.




Simone: Last week's Disneyworld show contained a lot of surprises, from Fenris hamming it up with Cruella to the Bombshell Roulette Title being defended in a Disney Chamber Match! But perhaps none was more surprising than Jessie Salco coming out following Myra River's match against Bea Barnhart and challenged her to a Chamber of Extreme Match at High Stakes XI!

Adams: Not to mention the fact that Myra accepted! I know High Stakes XI is just under a month away, but she is just coming off that brutal Exploding Barbed Wire Death Match at Violent Conduct VII, why would she jump right into a match like that?

Simone: I don't know, but earlier today Jessie sat down with our esteemed colleague and her good friend Ms. Rocky Mountains to talk about this match!

The scene cuts to the backstage area where we see Ms. Rocky Mountains standing beside Jessie.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, I suppose we had better get the elephant in the room out of the way, why did you challenge Myra Rivers last week?

Jessie: How long have I been in SCW Rocky?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, Jess, I'm the one that's supposed to be asking questions here.

Jessie: I know but humour me.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Fine, you've been in SCW for just under ten years, next July will be the tenth anniversary of your SCW debut.

Jessie: Time flies, don't it? I've been grinding away here at SCW for years, I've put my body on the line for this damn company more times than I care to count, my first title reign ended with half the Bombshell Roster throwing me into a dumpster, most people in my position would've quit on the spot after that happened but no, I stuck through it all and after the Team Erick debacle ended, I didn't use the favour I got from being loyal to SCW to get a rematch for the Bombshell Roulette Title, I doubt anyone would've blamed me if I did, instead I used it to get a rematch with the late, great Misty!

Jessie adds as she runs a hand through her hair.

Jessie: All due respect to Misty, she is considered one of the best Bombshells to ever grace the roster for a damn good reason, but for years I've regretted not using that favour to get a rematch for the title, my point is Rocky is that I've bled for this company, I've put my heart and soul into this company and yet two Jenny-Come-Latelies come along and hog all the spotlight, their names, off course, are Myra Rivers and Amber Ryan.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: But isn't that a good thing? Some are calling those two the best Bombshells to come along since Misty herself!

Jessie: At no point did I say that it was a bad thing, but I'm seeing a familiar pattern with Myra, she's had two shots at the World Bombshell Title and she's wasting no time in declaring that she isn't done with Amber, is she? One win over one of the biggest jokes in SCW and she suddenly thinks that she can jump to the front of the que again? Remind you of anyone Rocky?

It takes Rocky a moment to realise what Jessie means.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You're talking about yourself and when you challenged for the title the first two times in 2016!

Jessie: Exactly! Off course, Myra is quite a bit older than I was when I got my first taste of competing at the very top of the card, but the comparisons still ring true, in fact if I remember correctly, she described herself as a veteran in the twilight of her career coming to SCW to end it on a high note, one record breaking Bombshell Internet Title Reign later and it doesn't seem like she's ready to hang up the boots yet, does it?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Now, last week Myra did a follow up interview with Holly Wood where she talked about why she accepted, did you catch it?

Jessie: I was getting ready for the match against Keira, but I did catch some of it! Luckily I caught the replay when I went back to Vegas to train for my title match against Amber tonight! Does she really think that she can use the Chamber of Extreme match as a momentum boost to get back at Amber's throat?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I can't speak for Holly, obviously, but it seemed clear as day to me that was exactly what Myra was saying.

Jessie: I can say the same thing, that was why I opened this interview by talking about my history with this promotion! Rocky, I'm thirty one years old and in a couple of months I'll be turning thirty two, that makes me just a couple of years younger than Myra, but I've proven time and again that I can still go in the ring even as I'm approaching the age where most athletes, let alone wrestlers, are starting to look at retirement and cashing in on those sponsorships, Myra's in the same position as me but neither of us are ready to hang it up just yet.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: One last thing Jessie, you obviously made that challenge before your World Bombshell Title Rematch with Amber was made official, how will winning the title affect the Chamber of Extreme Match, if at all?

Jessie: Don't you think I've been thinking about that? That's been at the back of my mind since I saw this week's card for the first time! But if I do finally win the World Bombshell Title tonight then the fate of the Chamber of Extreme Match will be out of my hands and in the hands of Mark and Christian, won't it? In other words, it'll be a case of wait and see but regardless of tonight's outcome, I look forward to facing Myra in the Chamber of Extreme!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Back to you guys at ringside for our next match!

The scene cuts to ringside as the scene fades.




Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and this next match, unfortunately, features The Troll, worse? He's going up against Brother David Shepherd!

Adams: At this point I'm wondering why the bosses keep The Troll around! His losing streak is putting Krystal's first few months on the SCW Roster to shame! Let's hope it doesn't end the same way as the awesome Aussie.

Simone: Let's get this over with! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

Denis Leary's "I'm An Asshole" plays and the crowd boos as the rotund and hyperactive "know-it-all" of professional wrestling, the Troll, runs onto the stage as fast as he can (which altogether isn't that fast). He has an annoying, excited look on his face as he pumps his arms, greeted by the boos of the fans.

Justin: From Parts Unknown, weighing 252 pounds - the Troll!

The Troll points into the ring, taking offense at the "lies" about his grandiose weight being made public. He then "jogs" down to the ring, holding his hands out for high-fives but receives none. He struggles up onto the ring apron and climbs through the ropes, catching his shoe on the middle rope and face plants in the ring, much to the laughter of the crowd. The Troll then gets to his feet and pumps his arms again until he is herded back to his corner.

Simone: Look, I know the Troll's mother is a lovely woman and a surprisingly attractive one at that, but what exactly does she have on the bosses for them to keep The Troll around!?

Adams: I would say "her looks" but that would only work on one of the bosses!

As Justin gets ready to introduce The Troll's opponent the annoying wrestler suddenly reaches into the front of his sweat pants.

Simone: OH GOD NO!

Adams: MY EYES ARE ALREADY SHIELDED!

Thankfully for everyone, The Troll wasn't attempting to whip it out, instead he retrieves a large, hard cover book which he holds up to the cameras.

Simone: The Bible of The Troll, what the hell?!

Adams: Is it safe to open my eyes yet?!

Justin: Err, and his opponent!

A white light flashes over the crowd that is almost blinding. It returns to a more tolerable brightness as "Feel Invincible" by Skillet begins to play through the arena. The crowd boos and gets louder when the announcer speaks up.

Justin: On his way to the ring from Tulsa, Oklahoma he is 6'4" and weighed in this morning at 245lb. Representing The Church of The Good Shepherds he is Brother David Shepherd!

And the boos become louder. David walks out onto the stage, throwing his hands in the air, looking up. He nods his head and smiles when he goes back and forth across the stage. He holds His Holy Word in his hand as he comes to the centre of the stage. He walks down the aisle as he continues to read. He sits it on the ring steps and jumps up onto the apron. He walks across the apron as he seeks His praise. He gets inside of the ring and bounces off of the rope's multiple times with high, angry energy as he waits for the match to start.

Simone: Once again, The Troll finds himself in a contest of "who do the fans hate more"?

Adams: He's faced Mac Bane, Alex Jones, J2H in a match that lasted three seconds, Bill Barnhart and Malachi, now it's Brother David's turn to receive that dubious honour!

It's at this point that Brother David Shepherd finally notices the fake bible in The Troll's hands and to say he isn't amused is an understatement, The Troll doesn't notice this (or ignores it) and opens the book to a bookmarked page.

The Troll: Fenris is the "bottom" in the relationship between him and the So.......

The Troll never finishes his sentence as Brother David Shepherd kicks the book straight out of his hands and levels him with a Spear prompting Jasmine to call for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: He did NOT just say that about Fenris?!

Adams: He did, and if I were the Troll, and thank god I'm not, I'd go into hiding once I've recovered from Brother David's beating.

Brother David goes for the cover as soon as the bell rings!

ONE!

TWO!

And The Troll quickly kicks out! Brother David quickly looks around for The Bible of The Troll and finds that it has landed near the ring ropes and picks it up, Jasmine goes over to Brother David and catches site of the passage.

Jasmine: Jessie Salco and Caleb Storms are Beliebers?!

But before either of them can read anything else The Troll surprises Brother David with a Roll-Up from behind, it's a sloppy roll-up because, well, it's The Troll, but it's still a Roll-Up and Jasmine quickly gets into position for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Brother David gets the shoulder up! Somehow David has kept a hold of The Bible of The Troll during the roll up but that doesn't last long as The Troll snatches it from his hands.

Simone: Oh god, what is he going to read out now?!

Adams: After that line about Jessie and Caleb, I'm expecting anything and everything!

The Troll: Krystal Wolfe loves Raid: Shadow Legends, the hot new mobile app........

We are thankfully saved from the impromptu add read by The Troll as Brother David Shepherd comes up from behind him and hits the larger wrestler with three German Suplexes and whilst The Troll manages to hold onto his "bible" for the first two Suplexes, he loses his grip on the third sending it flying out of his hands and the ring, somehow it lands on the announce desk right in front of Belinda and Jason.

Simone: You read it!

Adams: No, you!

Simone: Ugh, fine!

Belinda leans forward as Brother David goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: And a kickout by The Troll, though I'm honestly surprised and a little bit impressed that he wrote an entire Raid: Shadow Legends ad read into his book and kept it legible.

Adams: There is a passage for us too, but I'm scared to read it!

Brother David spots what the announcers are reading and promptly leaves the ring before grabbing it from the announcer's desk, he looks at the passage in question and......

Brother David: Belinda and Jason do what togeth........

But that's all we get from Brother David Shepherd as The Troll has rolled out onto the apron and hits Brother David with a running senton from the apron!

Simone: That's the best move of the Troll's wrestling career, and yes, I realize that isn't saying much!

Adams: The Troll now has the book and Brother David Shepherd in the palm of his hands, he looks like he's ready to end it!

The Troll rolls Brother David Shepherd back into the ring and follows him in before he calls for the end with The Flight of The Troll!" The Troll goes for the big slash, but he takes a moment to read one last passage from his bible.

The Troll: Mark and Christian.........

But we never find out what he wrote about the bosses as Brother David springs up and hits him with a Diamond Cutter!

Simone: Ray of Light! Thankfully, it's over!

Adams: Stick a fork in The Troll, he's done!

Brother David doesn't go for the pin right away, instead grabbing the bible one last time and throwing it into the crowd! With the bible long gone Brother David rolls The Troll onto his back and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner by pin-fall, Brother David Shepherd!

Simone: That was certainly a unique match-up, but Brother David picks up the win over The Troll!

Adams: And a lucky fan got to take him a souvenir! Though I don't think I'd want something that was that close to The Troll's........

Simone: Jason, for the love of god don't finish that sentence!

Brother David celebrates his win whilst Jasmine checks on The Troll.

The match between David Shepherd and the Troll has ended, David is about to walk to the backstage area when suddenly four mariachi's emerge from the entrance way

Simone: UH OH!!!!

Adams: UH OH INDEED!! We know how the last time ended between these two!!!

The crowd rise to their feet, awaiting the arrival of the former world champion Senor Vinnie. After a few moments of nothing cquses the camera to turn towards Brother David who starts to grin

Simone: Where's Vinnie??

Suddenly the lights go dark as the spotlight shines on the entrance way where the four Mariachi's are when suddenly a voice is heard.

Vinnie: I have seen the light!!!!

Adams: Uhm???

Suddenly we see Vinnie walk out to the stage, dessed in a black suit with a book in his hand

Vinnie: Brother David, it's me Brother Vinnie....

Simone: Brother Vinnie?? What the???

David Shepherd's look on his face suddenly changes into one of beign clueless.

Vinnie: You see, I felt anger and rage when you assaulted me in that tag match oh brother. But I know now, I know now that you did this out of compassion and love!!

The cameraman zooms in on David who repeats the word of compassion that Vinnie uttered in utter clueless

Vinnie: Yes my brother!! You had known that I was acting in utter sinful thoughts!! And You knew that I had to be taught a lesson and I have!! When I was back home I realized that I was wrong!! And that I needed to change!!!

Simone: Good Grief, not another one...

Suddenly David Shepherd starts to grin, believing the words that Vinnie utters as Vinnie opens his arms in a sign of respect.... He grabs the hand of Brother David and raises his hand in the air in victory to much of shock and utter disbelief of the fans who start to boo them. Vinnie is smiling as Brother David is talking trash to them.

Adams: I can't believe this, I...

Vinnie turns David around and his smile turns into one of utter distain.

Vinnie: Now Brother..., I am going to be showing you brotherly love....

He decks David Shepherd with he book, causing him to fall down before running away in utter shock as the crowd cheers Vinnie on.

Vinnie: Know the term tough love BROTHER??? You see I am back and I do not forget... but I sure as hell never forgive!!! I will get my revenge upon you and I will make you FEEL MY LOVE!!!!!

With that Vinnie's music hits by the four Mariachi's as Brother David backs off.

Adams: Vinnie is back!!

Simone: Brother Vinnie Jason!!




Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome back to the stage - Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd applauds as the sparkling curtains atop the stage part and Amanda steps through to present herself to the capacity Georgia crowd. She is wearing a full-length sequin gown in emerald colors, and a shoulder-length blond wig. Microphone in hand, she speaks...

Amanda: This one goes out to the heart and soul of Sin City Wrestling, "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward himself.

The crowd applauds as the performance begins.

Amanda: Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday when I party like that
Every night's my birthday
They don't know, so it's okay
Tell 'em that it's my birthday, when I party like that

Jazz it up
Jazz it up

Happy as can be
Falling into you, falling into me (so yummy)
How do you do, come and meet the queen, cake and cream
Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me
Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me
So yummy

Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that
Every night's my birthday
They don't know, so it's okay
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that

Jazz it up
Jazz it up

Feeling fine and free
Crashing into you, crashing into me (so yummy)
It's all I wanna do, come and dance with me, pretty please
Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me
Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me

Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that
Every night's my birthday
They don't know, so it's okay
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that

Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that
Every night's my birthday
They don't know, so it's okay
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that

Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me
Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me
Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me
Blow your dreams, blow your dreams, blow your dreams away with me

(Party on, baby)

Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that
Every night's my birthday
They don't know, so it's okay
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that

Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that
Every night's my birthday
They don't know, so it's okay
Tell 'em that it's my birthday
When I party like that

Happy Birthday Mark Ward!

The fans applaud and cheer as Amanda waves as the spotlight fades.




The cameras cut to the back as Lincoln Daniels is standing next to his wife Zania. No smiles are found on his face as Pussy Willow steps up to the couple. Before she can get one word out, Lincoln places a hand in her face.

Lincoln: Don't say a fucking word. Bill Barn Pig, you love calling me a shitty wrestler but let's look at the facts. Fact one, you haven't beaten me in the ring. Fact two, for someone who claims to be a good hardcore wrestler, you are always losing them. So tell me, you fat fuck, what excuse are you going to give when I'm the one walking out of Atlanta as the new Roulette Champion.

Lincoln pauses before looking dead into the camera.

Lincoln: The Fat Pig pity party ends here in Atlanta and that will be INCREDIBLE!!!!!!

Lincoln stomps off with Zania right behind up as the cameras cut back to ringside.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 312 where we see the reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe standing in front of a electronic display of some kind, the Bombshell Roulette Title is currently slung over the Australian Go Gym Graduate's shoulder.

Krystal: I bet you think that I'm here to talk a bit more about Char Kwan, about how she's jumped to the front of the que to get a shot at me in the coming weeks.

Krystal says before shaking her head.

Krystal: That can wait, either for the next few weeks of segs or my next match, instead this is about a man in my life.

Krystal pauses before face-palming.

Krystal: No, I'm not cheating on Makayla with a guy! And I'm not talking about Carter either! Look, this is about Mark Ward, are you happy?

Krystal grumbles before she holds up a switch.

Krystal: It's all over social media that it's the boss man's birthday today and because I get on with him a lot better than Christian, I put this together.

Krystal hits the switch and the display comes to life it's big bright colours that display a simple message:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARK!

Krystal lets the display remain up for about ten more seconds before she turns it off and the display powers down.

Krystal: What can I say? Being a champion and a Twitch Partner has its advantages as far as my bank account is concerned.

Krystal comments with a grin.

Krystal: Happy birthday Mark!

The Aussie walks off as the scene fades.




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

What makes your beautiful, by One Direction slams over the personal address system and without any delay, the black curtains part and out runs Dani Weston. She makes her way to the centre of the stage to wave towards the fans, before she starts to walk down the runway. Stopping to high five the fans along the way.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Daytona Beach, Florida... Daniiiiiiii Weston...

She continues to smile out to the fans, before she makes her way over towards the ring. Sliding into it under the bottom rope, she leaps up to her feet to wave out to the people before her theme song slowly dies off the speaker system.

Justin: And her opponent....

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

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

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

Dani and Mercedes step to the center of the ring, they are nose to nose as Drew Patton is trying to get them to separate. As he steps between them, Mercedes takes the opportunity to poke fingers to Dani's eyes. Dani stumbles backward a bit as Drew just calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

The bell sounds as Mercedes follows up the eye poke with several knife edge chops. Each chop that Mercedes lands, drives Dani back toward the ropes. On the fifth chop, Dani manages to collect herself and blocks the chop attempt. Mercedes' eyes widen as Dani fires back with chops of her own which she follows up with a picture perfect standing dropkick. The kick sends Mercedes down to the ground as Dani is already back on her feet.

Simone: Mercedes got the advantage early with those fingers to the eye but Dani is now in the driver's seat.

Adams: To say there is no love lost between these two women would be a huge understatement.

Mercedes gets back to her feet as Dani unleashes a second dropkick which is just as perfect as the first. Dani is once again back on her feet as Mercedes pops back up only to eat another dropkick. Dani smiling as she picks Mercedes up before snapping off a snap suplex. Dani pops back up as she bounces off the ropes. As she rebounds off the ropes, Mercedes drops down in front of her as Dani leaps over and hits the other side of the ring. Right as she bounces off the ropes for a second time, Mercedes pushes herself up and connects with a spinning heel kick which catches Dani flush on the chin.

Mercedes quickly goes for the pinning attempt following the kick. Just as Drew is sliding into position, pushes Mercedes off her. A smirk appears on Mercedes's face as she picks Dani up off the mat by her arm, she places her finger over her mouth before pulling Dani towards her and hitting a neckbreaker. Mercedes goes for the pin again as Drew gets into position.

ONE!

T...

Dani rolls her shoulder up before the count of two as Mercedes gives Drew a very nasty look.

Simone: Mercedes manages to snap off a beautiful neckbreaker but still can't put Dani away.

Adams: It's going to take more than just a swinging neckbreaker to put Dani down.

Mercedes stands back up to a vertical base as she grabs both of Dani's hands. Instead of helping her up, Mercedes proceeds to stand on her hair while pulling on Dani's arms. Dani lets out a scream as Mercedes continue to apply the pressure. Drew Patton is yelling at Mercedes to let go as he is counting. He gets to the count of four as Mercedes does let go and holds her hand up towards Drew. Mercedes shakes her head while picking Dani up off the mat. She wants to shoot her off towards the corner but Dani reverses it. As Dani does this, she sends Mercedes back first into the turnbuckles. She leans against the corner as Dani comes charging at her and lands a knee right underneath her chin. Dani wraps her arm around Mercedes' head, takes a few steps out of the corner and drops Mercedes face first into the canvas.

Adams: What a well executed bulldog after that devastating knee.

Dani pops back up to her feet, springs off the ropes and connects with a phoenix splash dropping all of her body weight right down onto Mercedes. Dani remains on top of her as Drew slides into position.

ONE!

TW.....

Mercedes manages to kick out before the count of two. Dani doesn't waste time as she is right back up to her feet. Mercedes rolls over onto her knees as Dani comes charging at her and strikes with a shining wizard. The tip of Dani's knee catches Mercedes flush across the jaw. Dani once again goes for a pin attempt.

ONE!

T....

Dani doesn't get a full two count as Mercedes rolls her shoulder up off the canvas. The signs of frustrations are beginning to show on Dani as she looks around to see what she can do to keep Mercedes down.

Simone: Two well placed knees to the chin and jaw but still can't put Mercedes away.

Adams: I wouldn't take too much time Dani.

That's sound advice from Jason as Dani bends down to pick Mercedes up but is caught with a small package. Dani manages to kick out before Drew can get into position. Both ladies are back to their feet as Dani charges at Mercedes who ducks under the clothesline attempt and reaches back for both arms. She drops to her knees before pinning Dani's shoulders to the canvas.

ONE!

TW....

Dani rolls herself up to her feet while breaking the count. She charges at Mercedes who catches her with a drop toe hold before floating over into side headlock. Mercedes cranks back on the neck as Dani shakes her finger toward Drew. Mercedes continues to apply the pressure as Dani places her knuckles onto the canvas and pushes herself up while carrying Mercedes on her back.

Simone: What strength? I don't remember Dani doing something like this.

Adams: Mercedes can't believe it either.

Mercedes is trying to keep the hold applied but Dani manages to drive Mercedes face first into the second turnbuckle. Dani shakes her head a bit as Mercedes works her way back to a vertical base. Dani sees Mercedes is back up as she quickly places her hands onto Mercedes's shoulders and looks to drive her knees into her back. Mercedes senses this and holds onto the ropes. Dani lands hard on her own back as Mercedes smiles while looking over her shoulder.

She hops up onto the top turnbuckle and looks for a moonsault. As she leaps off the ropes, Dani rolls out onto the arena floor as Mercedes lands hard on her stomach. Dani is grabbing at her lower back as she uses the time to catch her breath. Mercedes is slowly working her way back up to her feet. Dani moves closer to the ring apron and goes to pull herself up only to get a pair of boots into her chest. Dani stumbles backward as Mercedes pulls herself out of the ring and slams Dani back first into the guardrail.

Simone: The fight has broken out. I was wondering how long before a brawl would take place.

Adams: Who is going to win this match?

Mercedes mocks the Atlanta crowd before driving her fists into the top of Dani's head. Mercedes continues to taunt the audience as she grabs Dani by the hair and drags her toward the ring post. She looks to slam Dani's face into it but Dani counters it. She shoves Mercedes into the steel ring post as Dani quickly rolls back into the ring. Mercedes staggers a little as blood trickles down her face. Dani slides out of the ring, grabs Mercedes and throws her back into the ring. Dani hops up onto the ring apron then climbs up onto the top turnbuckle.

Simone: What could Dani be looking for here?

Mercedes seems to be out on her feet as Dani looks to fly. Dani leaps off the turnbuckle looking for a crossbody but Mercedes side steps out of the way. Dani lands hard on her sternum as Mercedes lifts Dani up onto her shoulders in an inverted death valley driver. She lifts Dani up off her shoulders and drops her face first into the canvas. Mercedes quickly rolls her over and hooks her leg as Drew slides into position.

Simone: Mercedes just hit the Black Rose Overdrive and that could be all she wrote.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Drew signals for the bell to sound after striking the canvas for a third time.

Justin: Here is your winner Mercedes Vargas!

Mercedes is grinning from ear to ear as blood is dripping down her face as her hand is raised high into the air.

Simone: Mercedes did it. She beat Dani Weston.

Adams: The Hall of Famer proved that she still can get the job done even when she's busted open.




Scene switches to the backstage to the one and only Pussy Willow standing by.

Pussy: Just a few short weeks ago, former SCW Roulette Champion Alex Jones became the current SCW World Heavyweight Champion and was forced to relinquish his Roulette Championship with legit just WEEK left to tie the longest reign in the SCW Record Books. BUT TONIGHT, in Atlanta, Georgia we will crown a new SCW Roulette Champion. "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart, the return Lincoln Daniels AND my guest at this time, he calls himself the Don Carnage of Wolfslair, the man with amazing abs and a gluteus maximus that is just so phenomenal it should be seriously insured by Lloyds of London.

You hear from off camera, "PW, YOU FLATTERER!"

Pussy: *giggling* Milo get in here!

Miles steps into the shot and he's juggling 3 peaches with ease. Each peach looks different but I'm sure we'll know why soon.

Pussy: I didn't know you could juggle!

Miles Kasey: Oh yes, one of my many hidden talents. I also know a bit of magic, can speak...5 words of French and enough Japanese to get slapped and order a beer.

Pussy: A man of many talents, apparently and tonight you have once again, another shot at becoming the SCW Roulette Champion but first you have to get through Bill Barnhart and Lincoln Daniels.

Miles tosses on peach high in the air and it comes down and he catches it with that shit eating 'Ain't I cool' smirk across his face. When PW doesn't really react, he shrugs for a moment before he holds up one of the peaches and hands it to her.

Miles Kasey: I want you to bite into that peach, PW.

Pussy: Ok...

She does and she makes a face.

Pussy: Seems...really...I don't know bland?

Miles Kasey: Yeah, it's not really completely ripened yet, CLOSE but just basically is watered down and doesn't really have much in the way of taste.

He holds up another peach, she goes to grab it but he pulls it away.

Miles Kasey: Iiiiii wouldn't do that.

Pussy: But...why?

Miles turns it around and we see how it's black, shriveled and very blatantly rotten.

Miles Kasey: Because I wouldn't want you to get sick. You see this one is the one that is always in the bushel that is on the bottom that the farmer sells anyways just to make that extra buck but if you aren't careful could EASILY ruin the rest if left with them for too long.

Pussy: Just...ew...

Miles Kasey: Exactly....

He then holds up the one perfect golden Georgia Peach.

Miles Kasey: And then there is this one. Look how beautiful it is, PW. It's almost perfect....of course no peach is truly perfect but there are some that are about as close as you are going to get and believe me nothing is as finer than this one particular Georgia Peach.

Cheap pop from the crowd as he smiles.

Miles Kasey: You see, Ms. Willow tonight I enter into this match with this mindset that there is one that is just not quite ready, one that is just rotten to the core and then...

He hands her the peach before he turns to the camera with a smirk.

Miles Kasey: There's me. Georgia, I get it. You got your hometown favorites...but then you need to look at the real life. You can boo me if you want but by the end of the night, this wolf with the perfect peach is going to win you all over. Don't settle for the not completely ripened or the one that is rotten to the core....never settle for anything less than almost perfect.

He turns and smiles at Pussy Willow with a wink.

Miles Kasey: Have that one on me, PW.

Pussy: ....oh, uhhh thanks?

He walks away and she looks at the peach for a moment and just before she's able to take a bite out of it, Miles' current interest, Becca Larkin steps into the camera shot and swipes it out of her hand.

Becca Larkin: I don't think so, missy.

Becca stomps off leaving PW completely confused as the camera goes to the next scene.




Bombshell Internet Championship
Andrea Hernandez (c) vs Keira Fisher-Johnson




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 312 where we see the reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion Krystal Wolfe standing by in her street clothes ready to be interviewed by Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I'm here with Krystal Wolfe! Krystal, first off congratulations on your successful title defence against Seleana Zdunich last week.

Krystal: Thanks, Seleana was every bit as tough a challenge that I was expecting from a competitor of her calibre, and I hope that we can do it again sometime but at the end of the day.

Krystal hoists the Roulette Title over her shoulder.

Krystal: I left Disneyworld not only having checked off "defend a title at Disneyworld" off my bucket list but I retained the title.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Speaking off the title, it wasn't long before a new challenger made herself known, someone from your past no less, Char Kwan announced that she was coming after your title.

Krystal: Yeah, I noticed!

Krystal says with an annoyed look on her face.

Krystal: A rematch with Char Kwan was something I wanted since that bullshit Double DQ draw that robbed me of what should've been my first win on the SCW roster but off course, she waits until after I won the Roulette Title and have turned away five challenges before she makes her voice heard! Super Nintendo Chalmers, I hope you're watching this with Char because I don't think I made my response clear enough on Twitter.

Krystal holds up the Roulette Title.

Krystal: I don't care if it's next week in the nation's capital Washington DC, the week after in Philadelphia, the Halloween show in Boston or in the Big Apple at High Stakes XI, if you want a shot at my Roulette Title, all you had to do was ask! If anything, Char I have to thank you!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Thank her? For what?

Krystal: That draw was what lit a fire under my ass and left me with a chip on my fucking shoulder the size of the Iceberg that sunk the fucking Titanic! That same chip that has been motivating me throughout this reign and saw me through five defences! Char, when we meet again with this title on the line, it won't be a repeat of round one, if anything I'll be avenging an injustice by sinking you in much the same way as the Titanic with the Down Under Thunderbomb courtesy of Krystal Wolfe, your Bombshell Roulette Champion! Long may I reign!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Back to you guys at ringside!

Krystal walks off as the scene fades.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 312 where we see the Internet Champion Caleb Storms warming up for his match against Kris Ryans, there is some heavy metal music playing in the background and this time it's "Bloodchilling Tales" by the Death Metal band Sorcery.

Simone: Caleb's first match as Internet Champion since winning the Internet Title Tournament is coming up next but he faces stiff competition from Kris Ryans.

Adams: And we still don't know who Caleb's first challenger will be!

As the album ends on "By These Words" Caleb stops working out for a bit and just in time too as Pussy Willow walks up to him.

Pussy: Caleb, coming up next is your first match as Internet Champion against Kris Ryans, what are your thoughts heading into this match?

Caleb: History won't repeat itself.

Pussy: Huh?

Caleb: When I last faced Kris it was right after I became the Internet Champion for the first time, now much has been said over how my first reign started but the fact that I won the title two more times since then should say it all and invalidate any claims that I don't deserve this title! Whether people like to admit it or not, I am a legend in the making and tonight I rectify a past mistake!

Caleb walks off as the scene fades.




Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first...

The opening scream for the song "Test Your Metal" by Unleash The Archers is heard over the PA and the lights start flashing accross 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...

The lights shut off leaving the entire arena pitch black. The screen at the top of the ramp flashes to life with the words: DO YOU BELIEVE? Knowing what is coming the fans roar to life just as the PA blasts out the opening lyrics to the theme in the most booming fashion. Two spotlights shine down on the stage as a remixed version of 30 Seconds to Mars "Walk on Water" plays through the PA system. Standing in the middle of the stage where the lights intersect is Kristopher Ryans.

Justin: From Jet City, KRISTOPHER RYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYANS!

The fans erupt with applause as he makes his way down the ramp. The white club symbol appears on the screen behind him. As he gets down to the bottom of the ramp, the camera passes him, circling around his side to see the orange letters on his white shorts reading "MIRACLE" down his right leg. We get behind him as he ascends the stairs, seeing that the back of his jacket displays the KR logo in the same shade of orange. He walks one side of the ring before stepping between the ropes and into the ring, where he moves to a corner and gets ready for the match.

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

DING DING DING!

Storms and Ryans circle the ring as Ryans approaches Storms, but Storms backs himself away and into a corner and the ref tells Ryans to back away and he does. Storms moves out from the corner and they once more circle the ring as Storms moves to the centre of the ring and prepare to lock up as Ryan inches forward and then they lock up in the centre of the ring, where they begin to jockey for position as they drop down to their knees before moving back to their feet, where they continue to fight for position before Ryans forces Storms backwards and up against the ropes.

Simone: Storms hangs back at first almost playing coy with Ryans, but then steps forward as he and Ryans then lock up and jockey for position, where neither get the upper hands up first but Ryans steps it up a gear and he forces Storms backwards up against the ropes.

Adams: Impressive strength there.

The ref moves in and tells Ryans to break it off, which he does and briefly backs away but tries a roundhouse kick but Storms ducks and dodges past Ryans and Storms goes to kick Ryans, but Ryans grabs Storms foot, Ryans tries to unbalance Storms but Storms backflips and lands on his feet. Ryans attempts a roundhouse kick, which Storms ducks and Ryans follows up with a leg sweep, but Storms leaps up and back flips dodging that, and he quickly rise up and then hits a head scissors take down sending Ryans across the ring before bailing from it. Storms climbs to his feet and turns and bounces off the ropes before running and leaping and hitting a plancha onto Ryans on the outside of the ring.

Adams: Ryans is forced to back away before trying a sneaky roundhouse but Storms dodges and dodges that before trying a kick, but Ryans catches his foot and Ryans attempts to unbalance Storms but as always Storms impresses with his abilities.

Simone: Ryans tries to follow up with another kick and then a leg sweep, but Storms is fully aware and dodges it all before hitting a headscissors take down. Which Ryans ends up across the other side of the ring and he then bails from the ring.

Ryans goes down, however, Storms stays on his feet. He turns and briefly leans against the barriers before moving forward and grabs Ryans and pulls him up to his feet and throws him back into the ring, where Storms then climbs onto the aprons and then climbs the turnbuckles to the top and briefly looks down at Ryans before hitting a shooting star press onto Ryans. Storms then goes for a cover...

Simone: Storms with the plancha, which catches Ryans. Storms is quick to his feet but Ryans stays down but Storms doesn't dwell on things and rolls Ryans back into the ring.

Adams: Storms climbs onto the apron and the to the top rope, where he hits his Metal Storm [shooting star press] and then a cover...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Ryans kicks out and quickly rolls away from Storms and continues to roll through the ropes and then to the outside. Storms stays down frustrated and annoyed about the kickout, as Ryans sits up against the barriers as he aims to recover the best he can.

Adams: Ryans kicks out much to Storms disbelief, as Ryans again quickly bails from the ring and looks to recover.

ONE!

TWO!

Storms gets to a knee as the ref moves to where Ryans is and looks him over and continues their count...

THREE!

FOUR!

Storms stands to his feet as he holds her torso following the shooting star press as he moves towards the ropes...

Simone: That shooting star press slowed Storms down a little but he is back to his feet.

FIVE!

SIX!

Storms then climbs out of the ring and moves to where Ryans is, as the ref breaks their count and tells Storms to bring the action back in the ring. Storms grabs Ryans and pulls him up to his feet, where he rolls him back into the ring before following close behind, where he approaches Ryans and gives him a stomp as he continues to hold his torso. Storms grabs Ryans and pulls him up and then leans him up against the ropes before whipping him across the ring and as Ryans comes back Storms hits leaping flying elbow catching Ryans and sends him down to the mat. Storms quickly rises to his feet and moves to Ryans and drop down and goes for a cover...

Adams: Ryans is still feeling the effect of the shooting star press, which may be slowing him down. He needs to get back into this match.

Simone: Storms isn't done though. He brings Ryans back into the ring and continues to work him over, as he stomps on him before whipping him across the ring and catches him with an elbow before going for another pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout...

Storms shakes his head as he gets to a knee at first before climbing to his feet and moves to the ailing Ryans, where he grabs him and pulls him up to his feet, where he sets up and then hits a snap suplex before going for another cover...

Simone: Storms attempts another pin and yet again Ryans kicks out. Ryans isn't going to give up easily.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Storms shakes his head again before climbing to his feet, while Ryans stays down holding his body. Storms moves to Ryans, where he leaps up and hits a legdrop across Ryans neck, Ryans sits up holding his throat, which Storms takes advantage of and his rises to his feet once more and kicks Ryans in the back. Ryans rolls away but Storms chases after him and rolls him onto his back and mounts him pinning his shoulders.

Adams: Another pin... another kickout. Storms is tenacious but Ryans isn't going to give up so easily.

Simone: Storms really wants this match win.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Storms slaps the mat, as he climbs back to his feet, where he grabs Ryans and pulls him up and places him into the nearest corner. Storms then whips Ryans across the ring and into the corner opponent, Storms goes to follow up with a clothesline, but Ryans gets an elbow up and catches Storms. Storms stumbles backwards as Ryans takes a moment to recover before Storms turns back around and tries again to rush in my Ryans again gets an elbow up catching Storms. Ryans lets out a heavy breath before climbing the first turnbuckle and as Storms turns, Ryans leaps off and hits a sitout shoulder jawbreaker.

Simone: Again Ryans kicks out and Storms looks frustrated.

Adams: Frustration leads to mistakes and Storms just made a mistake. Ryans comes back at Storms perhaps in desperation, but he is back in this match.

Storms drops to the mat, as Ryans takes a moment before climbing to his feet and grabs Storms by the hair and drags him up, where he hits a European uppercut, which Storms stumbles back, but Ryans stops him and grabs his hand before following up with a spinning back kick, which Storms drops to the mat and onto his knees. Ryans looks down at Storms before backing up and then rushes in and hits a dropkick to Storms' face. Ryans climbs back to his feet and grabs Storms by the hair once more, where he sets up and hits the "Miracle's End" - Cross-Leg Sitout Scoopslam Piledriver.

Adams: Ryans is on a roll.... And is making Storms pay for his earlier shots.

Simone: And he finishes off Storms with the Miracles End.

He then goes for a pin..

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Adams: And Ryans wins it.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall... Kris Ryans.

Ryans music hits over the p.a, as he climbs off Storms and rises to his feet as the ref grabs his hand and raises it up in victory.




As the crowd in Atlanta, Georgia is going nuts, a video pops up onto the screen. The video shows a man standing in a room with the SCW Roulette Championship displayed behind a thick sheet of plexiglass. The man appears to be wearing a New Supremacy T-Shirt and holding a glass of scotch in his hand. The camera pans up a bit to show the face of Travis Nathaniel Andrews with a smirk on his face.

TNA: Hello Sin City Wrestling, it's been too long since Mr. SCW graced you pathetic turds with my presence. As you can see, I am wearing a New Supremacy T-shirt in honor of a man who believed in me when no one else did. Mark Ward, I'd like to publicly say happy birthday.

Travis tips his glass towards the camera before tossing the contents down his throat. The video suddenly cuts to the beaches of Hawaii as Trinity Jones is holding a surfboard under her arm. Her girlfriend is walking along side her holding a camera.

Trinity Jones: What up SCW Universe, it's The Dragon here just wanting to wish Mark Ward a very happy birthday.

Trinity looks to Addy while wondering if she needs to do another take but the video cuts to two men sitting on a porch in Savannah, Georgia. Both men appear to be enjoying themselves while tossing back a few cold ones.

Wallace Jordan: Yo, Clint

Clint Outlaw: Yeah Wallace

Wallace Jordan: Did you get the memo that it was someone's birthday?

Clint Outlaw: I heard through the cow line that it was Mark Ward's birthday.

Wallace Jordan: No kidding. Well, I guess we can send him some birthday beers.

Clint Outlaw: That's a mighty good idea.

The two rednecks continue tossing back their cold ones as the video cuts to Daniela Rodgers who is standing backstage of the arena.

Daniela: Happy Birthday Mark. I hope you have a wonderful day.

The audience has a mixed reaction to what they just saw as the video finally fades to black.




Chamber of Extreme
Myra Rivers vs Jessie Salco




The scene on the giant Tron screen switches to a backstage shot of Bill and Bea Barnhart. We notice they are standing with Sin City Wrestling Interviewer Scott Oliver. Bill is in his normal wrestling attire and Bea is wearing her trademarked blue dress she wears when serving as Bill's Manager.

Scott: So, Bill, how are you feeling knowing that Management decided you are one of the most qualified wrestlers on the Roster, currently not holding a Championship, to be sent to challenge for the Roulette Championship?

Bill: It is an honor of course and I won't let Management down.

Scott: Shortly after the Climax Control 312 card was announced we saw Management add Lincoln Daniels to the match as they wanted the other wrestler from Georgia to be involved in a match in Atlanta. How do you feel about Lincoln being added to your match after the card was announced?

Bill: The card always carries the comment that the card is subject to change and Management changed the card concerning my Roulette Championship match. That's their right as Management and I don't question the decisions of Management like most of the other wrestlers in the Federation do.

Scott: I had a talk with you prior to the change on the card and you told me you are extremely confident you will easily defeat Miles Kasey. Now that Lincoln Daniels is included in the match does that change your outlook on the match?

Bill: Nothing changed except that I have two opponents instead of one. The end result remains the same which is I exit the match as the newly crowned Roulette Champion.

Scott: Bea I know your responsibilities as Manager in Bill's corner but I want you to tell the viewers in your own words.

Bea: I'm in Bill's corner during his matches for several reasons. One is to ensure his opponent or, in this upcoming match, opponents, don't pay their friends or other wrestlers to interfere in the match or perpetrate an attack on Bill during the match. They say desperate people resort to desperate means the more desperate they get.

Scott: What other things do you do as Bill's Manager in his corner?

Bea: Since most of Bill's opponents have proven themselves to be cowards where they need to have interference, or they need to violate the rules during the match, including using foreign objects in a non-Hardcore match, I'm in the corner to ensure whichever Referee is assigned to Bill's match calls the match fairly and consistently for all the wrestlers involved. An example would be that the Referee will be called out by me if they reprimand Bill for a closed-fist punch but fail to reprimand Miles or Lincoln for doing the same thing. If the Referee calls all infractions fairly and equally toward all wrestlers than I'm there in the corner observing the match action.

Scott: Just for the sake of asking what if one of Bill's opponents has their friends run in on the match to try to interfere. You may be able to stop one person, and inform the Referee what is going on, but if there were two or more people hired by Bill's opponents to run in on the match what is your plan to stop them other than trying to inform the Referee of what is going on?

Bea: Although people haven't seen Senor Vinnie around since his leg injury I assure you he is lurking in the shadows all the time watching our backs. Should more than one person try to run in on Bill's match, or perpetrate an attack on him or me, Vinnie will be on the scene quickly and help diffuse the situation. Also, even though Iris hasn't been allowed to be at ringside with me and Bill during his matches, Iris is somewhere in the venue so if, at any time, Vinnie needs to call on her for assistance she will quickly appear at ringside.

Scott: Wouldn't that be classified as interfering in the match on the part of you and Bill?

Bea: Bill has never had to resort to cheating, interference, and the illegal use of weapons, in any match. I know that all the time Bill and I had to stop people from interfering in Bill's matches for the benefit of his opponents, or his opponents use illegal maneuver, holds, moves, punches, or weapons, my job is the ensure the Referee sees who started the attacks and violations of the rules and that the Referee takes the appropriate action which normally would be a Disqualification of Bill's opponents. Don't worry about me Scott. I have this covered.

Scott: Well there you have it. A very confident Bill and Bea Barnhart ready for the Roulette Championship Triple Threat match. I wish you the best of luck in your match Bill.

Bill: Scott how many times do I have to tell you there's never luck involved in my matches. It is all skill on my part. Save the searching for luck nonsense for my two unlucky opponents Miles and Lincoln.

Bill and Bea turn and walk down the hallway toward the staging area to get ready for their entrance.

Scott: There you go. A very confident Bill and Bea Barnhart for the Roulette Championship match!




Backstage, Ms. Rocky Mountains is standing before the gargantuan SCW Roulette Wheel, and to her left on a velvet draped table is the now-vacated SCW Roulette championship belt. One by one, three men in particular step onto the scene and Ms. Rocky looks into the camera.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies and gentlemen, as you know, the SCW Roulette Championship was declared vacant only seven days ago, and joining me here tonight are the three men who tonight will compete to fill that vacancy! Lincoln Daniels. Miles Kasey. And "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!

The crowd cheers for all three men; two Georgia natives and one extremely popular Superstar!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Gentlemen? Are you ready to see just what type of match you'll be competing in tonight?

All three men, Bill, Lincoln and Miles confirm that they are ready, all looking at not just the wheel, but one another as well.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well then! I won't keep you gentlemen waiting a moment longer.

Ms. Rocky steps up to the wheel and gives it a hard spin. Now Miles, Bulldog and Lincoln all step closer as one, each other forgotten and watching the wheel and their own unfolding destiny! The wheel spins around and around, passing by many unique stipulations as it begins to slow down... Tuxedo! Parking Lot Brawl! Piranha Tank Scaffold...!

Miles cringes at THAT one....

Until it finally slows to a stop and lands on...

Ms. Rocky Mountains: And the Roulette Championship will be decided inside of a fifteen foot high steel cage! Gentlemen, best of luck to each and every one of you!

All three stare at each other briefly before slowly leaving the scene.




The camera returns to the ringside area where Justin Decent stands in the center of the now cage-enclosed ring, with referee Dawn Barnes stands to his right with the Roulette Championship belt in her arms.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the Triple Threat Steel Cage match for the vacated Roulette Championship!

The crowd cheers as Dawn hoists the title belt up high for all to see!

Justin: Introducing first...!

Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his wife and Manager, Bea Barnhart, who is leading their English Bulldog Iris by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar. When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The three make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to Bea so she can keep watch on it until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.

Justin: Accompanied by Bea Barnhart! From Lawrenceville, Georgia ... "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!

"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: From Manchester, United Kingdom - Miles "Milo" Kasey!

A video package starts playing on the screen as "Make Room (Pettidee Remix)" suddenly blasts through the sound system. Blue and green lights start to float around the arena as Lincoln Daniels steps through the curtain with his wife Zania right by his side. Lincoln takes one look at the audience before holding his arms out wide. A small set of pyro goes off behind him as they slowly make their way down the ramp.

Justin: Making his way down the aisle, being accompanied to the ring by Zania Daniels, from Valdosta, Georgia, he stands six feet two inches tall. He weighs 233 pounds. He is "Mr. Incredible" Lincoln Daniels!

Lincoln gets half way down the ramp before leaving his wife's side and sliding into the ring. He stands on the far turnbuckle while holding his arms out wide while mouthing out towards the audience.

Adams: Imagine it, Bel! A steel cage match on Climax Control! And for the Roulette Championship!

Simone: It is indeed exciting - almost as exciting as realizing that no matter who wins this match tonight, it is a guarantee that we will have a brand new Roulette Champion when the night is over!

Dawn passes the championship belt over to Justin who exits the steel cage. The door is closed and locked behind him, leaving only the official and the three challengers inside of the confines of the fifteen foot high steel cage. Dawn readies herself, and ensures all three men are prepared -- and she calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

And just as quickly, Bulldog wheels around full circle and clobbers Miles before he has a chance to see the attack coming! Miles goes down and Barnhart is all over him, grabbing him with a handful of hair and he just begins pummeling him with stiff right hands as Lincoln watches on from where he stands, clearly amused and not altogether anxious to intervene.

Adams: This match is just made for a man like Bill Barnhart! Bulldog ... cage ... kennel...

Simone: We get it, Jason! And indeed Bill Barnhart has quickly assumed control of this match!

Bulldog stands up and he begins laying in the boots to Miles, and NOW Lincoln moves in and he lends a hand - or a boot - and starts to deliver stomps to Miles in a nasty double team effort!

Simone: Both of these men call Georgia their home, and they do not want someone from outside of their home state, let alone the USA, to walk out of here with the Roulette title!

The onslaught continues until they bring it to a stop and both Bulldog and Lincoln pose for the fans, and despite their adoration for the popular Miles, they heartily cheer for their hometown heroes as well! Bulldog and Lincoln turn and give one another high fives - when Bulldog suddenly doubles Lincoln over with a boot right to the midsection!

Adams: Well THAT didn't last very long!

Bulldog then begins to unload a number of roundhouse right handed fists to the head of Lincoln Daniels, driving him back up against the ropes and the cage itself! Bulldog then grabs him and sends him into the ropes for an attempted lariat but Lincoln ducks under! Lincoln comes off the far side of the ring and this time Bulldog catches him with a high back body drop that sends Daniels crashing against the cage upside down!

Simone: That was a bad fall, but a brilliant use of the cage on the part of Bulldog Bill Barnhart!

Miles is back on his feet as Bill turns around and he barrels right into Miles, taking him down with a flying shoulder tackle! Bulldog then assumes control and Irish whips Miles into the ropes to repeat the previous performance, but as he attempts the back body drop, Miles uses the momentum to land on his feet behind him! Miles then jumps onto the ropes and uses them as a springboard for a missile dropkick that FINALLY takes the Bulldog off of his feet! Bulldog, surprised, sits up and Miles delivers a sharp and harsh martial arts kick straight to his back! Miles then somersaults over him from behind, races off of the ropes and lays Bulldog out flat with a sliding kick! Miles goes for the first cover of the match!

ONE!

TWO!

Bulldog gets a shoulder up!

Miles then drags his larger, beefier opponent to his feet and knocks him back with first a number of forearm shots to the side of the head, and then a European uppercut! Miles goes for an Irish whip but Bulldog reverses it! Miles runs right up the ropes and he starts to climb the cage!

Adams: This IS escape and/or pin fall! Either way if Miles gets out of the cage then he's the new champion!

But Bulldog climbs the ropes, not as limber as Miles but he gets up there to stop his opponent! The two start to fight while standing on the top rope until Miles slams Bill's face into the mesh cage, and Bulldog topples from the ropes and onto the mat! As Bill pulls himself up into the nearest corner, Lincoln moves in to stop Miles! But Miles turns around and he jumps off of the ropes for a Hurricanrana, but in a display of strength, Lincoln catches him and turns and runs Miles right back into the now standing Bulldog!

Simone: And THAT was a creative use of his own opponent against his OTHER opponent!

Lincoln runs about the cage full circle as the crowd cheers him on and he moves in with a strong dropkick against BOTH men! Miles staggers out of the corner and Lincoln brings him up and over with release German suplex! Lincoln then kips up and plows right into Bulldog with a spear that knocks him right back into the corner! Bill stumbles out again and Lincoln spins around and lays the Bulldog out with a discus punch!

Adams: Go Hard!

Lincoln with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-Miles makes the save!

Simone: If Miles had not stopped that pin fall when he did, we'd have a brand new Roulette Champion!

And Lincoln knows it too as he is clearly upset! He grabs Miles but Miles throws a right hand that staggers him! Lincoln answers back with his own shot and soon the two young studs are trading blows right there in the center of the cage! Lincoln gets the upper hand and doubles Miles over with a knee to the midsection! Miles then scoops him up for a scoop powerslam but Miles counters and turns it into a reverse spike Hurricanrana!

Adams: Did you see Lincoln's head BOUNCE off of the mat!?

Miles runs into the ropes and springboards back with a moonsault on Lincoln's back! Miles rolls him over and goes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Bulldog goes to break it up with a splash but Miles gets out of the way and Bulldog splashes Lincoln! Miles then comes off of the ropes before Bill can react and he lands a senton across his back! Miles goes for the door and the lock is undone and Miles tries to get through the ropes and out the door, but Bulldog manages to jump and grab his boot, tripping him halfway out of the ring! Lincoln is also up and he lends a hand, grabbing Miles other boot and both men drag Miles back into the cage and the door is closed once again!

Simone: It looks as if that brief team up is on once again!

Adams: Boy they really don't want Miles to win the title, do they???

Bulldog and Lincoln both throw over handed blows into Miles back! Miles tries to fight back but against two men like Bill and Lincoln, there is little hope! They drive the British Superstar to his knees, then grab him both by the hair and run him straight into the cage! The impact shakes the cage and Miles goes flying back onto the mat, laid out!

Simone: Oh-oh my! First blood has been drawn! Miles has been busted open!

Adams: But the abs are alright, right!?

Indeed Miles's forehead is now sporting a nasty gash and a steady stream of crimson is streaking down his otherwise handsome face! Bulldog turns away from the scene and right into a big boot from Lincoln! Bulldog crashes back against the cage and Lincoln grabs him, sets him up for a delayed vertical suplex and NAILS it! Lincoln with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Bulldog kicks out!

Adams: Close! Oh so very close!

Lincoln is growing frustrated as he questions Dawn before shaking his head and going back to work on Bulldog. He drags the larger man to his feet and shows surprising strength once again, scooping him up, but Bulldog shifts his weight to drop down behind Daniels where he immediately locks in the Sweet Dreams sleeper hold!

Adams: Sweet Dreams! Sweet Dreams! He has it!

Simone: And Lincoln knows he is in danger! Look at the way he's fighting it!

Lincoln's eyes are wide as he swings arms and legs in an attempt to get to the ropes, not that it'll do any good! Bulldog pulls him back to the center of the ring as Lincoln's struggles slowly start to cease when a now recovered Miles leapfrogs up and over Bulldog, driving Lincoln down face-first with a one-leg bulldog! Before Bill can react, Miles jumps and delivers a standing Enzugari to the back of his head! Now Miles again scales the ropes and he begins to climb the cage!

Simone: He could do it! He could do it right here!

But Bulldog is still in this! He staggers to his feet and grabs Miles by the back of the tights and PULLS...!

Adams: OH MY...!

Simone: GOD!

Full moon in the cage! That stops Miles from escaping lest he risk an X-rated edition of Climax Control! He tries to get away but Bill drags him off, tights still down, and drops him down right on top of Lincoln! Miles rolls off, stunned and working to right himself, as Bulldog drags Lincoln up! He sets him upside down for a piledriver and NAILS it! Bulldog with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Miles tries to break it up!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Here is your winner - and NEW Roulette Champion! "BULLDOG" BILL BARNHART!!!

The crowd cheers for the Lawrenceville native as Bea climbs into the ring, jumping into Bill's arms! Dawn presents the belt to Bulldog who hoists it up high in celebration as Miles looks on from a seated position, clearly upset!

Simone: And that indeed settles it! We have a brand new Roulette Champion and it is "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart with his first singles title in SCW!

Adams: And I think Miles gave everyone a consolation prize as half the arena swooned!

Bulldog and Bea continue to celebrate as Lincoln and then Miles slowly exit the cage...!




BATTLE OF THE GREAT ONES
J2H vs Kris Ryans




Simone: Okay fans, next up we have...

Adams: Wait, Bel! Look who it is!

Fenris has arrived at the ringside area from out of nowhere! "The White Wolf" power walked so quickly to the ringside area that the production team had no advanced warning and no time to even kick his theme music off in order to herald his arrival! Fenris climbs up onto the ring apron, showing no sign of acknowledging the cheers from the fans that are raining down on him from the capacity crowd that makes up the SCW Universe here in Atlanta, Georgia's McCamish Pavilion.

Adams: What's going on? Fenris isn't scheduled to compete tonight!

Simone: And he is not the type to grant interviews so easily without Aron being present. Something must truly be bothering him for Fenris to be out here like this on a spur of the moment.

Ring announcer Justin Decent himself is clearly caught off-guard as Fenris snatches the house microphone from out of his hands and points a finger to the outside of the ring, clearly giving the ring announcer a silent but direct order. An order Justin wastes little time in paying heed to as he exits the ring and stations himself at ringside. He, like everyone else in the building, watches as Fenris paces back and forth across the ring, staring into the back until he raises the microphone to his lips.

Fenris: Marcus Cage!

Adams: Well, that explains it!

Simone: Indeed it does. Marcus had much to say to Fenris last week and I don't think Fenris took too kindly to the fact.

Fenris continues to pace the length of the ring, his eyes remaining on the entrance stage.

Fenris: Þú vilt koma hingað út og tala skítkast um mig þegar bakinu er snúið !?

Adams: Do we have a translator on standby?

Simone: This is when you know how angry Fenris is. He tends to slip back to his native Icelandic when he's about to blow his top.

Adams: You'd think he'd be speaking it exclusively then. The man is one raw nerve.

Fenris pauses briefly, collecting himself for a brief moment and then opens his eyes and continues.

Fenris: You want to come out here and talk shit about me when my back is turned, Cage!? I wasn't even in the building at the time! Real brave, Cage! Real brave of you to talk that way about me when I'm not even around! So why the hell don't you grow a set and get your ass out here NOW when I AM here!? Come on, Marcus!

Fenris stops pacing and simply stares cold-edged at the entrance for what seems an eternity when suddenly "Twilight Zone" by 2Unlimited hits the speakers and from the back walks out a very angry Marcus Cage. He stops at the top of the ramp for a minute before marching his way down to the ring.

Adams: Ask and you will receive!

Simone: I don't know how smart this is of Marcus Cage. He was a very successful wrestler in his own right but he's been retired for some time!

Adams: Plus - this is Fenris we're talking about! That takes a set to get in his face!

After he gets in the ring, he gets a mic handed to him before standing toe to toe with Fenris, despite the fact that he is a few inches shorter. His face is very serious.

Marcus Cage: You disrespectful little prick...

Fenris frowns and holds a hand up.

Fenris: Excuse me? We are live. There are kids in this audience. So watch your god damn language, asshat!

Fenris then takes a step forward.

Fenris: Now I have to admit that on one hand, I am impressed that you actually had the balls to come out here when I was actually out here, and not wait for me to not even be present when you decided to run your mouth. You know - again! On the other hand, disrespectful? How exactly am I disrespectful? What, because your wife was listening in on someone else's conversation and decided she didn't like the topic!?

He closes his eyes and holds a hand up for emphasis.

Fenris: No, let me tell you what is disrespectful! Disrespectful is someone taking a match that was wanted and earned and then jacking it up by adding some bullshit match stipulation, like - pudding? For example? Disrespectful is taking a World Championship title defense and turning it into a fucking FOOD FIGHT!

Fenris leans in and declares hotly.

Fenris: THAT is disrespectful!

Marcus Cage: What's really disrespectful right now is your breath... sheesh...

Marcus takes a step back.

Marcus Cage: But you know what else? Treating the KINDEST person on this planet like garbage. Where some of her match types a little over the top? Maybe. But she put her HEART AND SOUL into trying to make things fun. You couldn't be bothered to consider her feelings, some one who has shown YOU- The biggest jackass in SCW- nothing but kindness. But it wasn't just you... and to see that woman heart broken... crying... because of how YOU treated her? That is NOT OK and despite how much she wants to solve this herself, and how much she doesn't want me to get involved... I'm involved and I WILL teach you a lesson in respect.

Fenris, perhaps to the surprise of many, actually cracks a smile and he nods.

Fenris: Cute. Real cute. You...

He points to Marcus.

Fenris: ... Are going to teach me a lesson? Me, a former World Champion, and you, who's biggest notoriety is who you're married to! Listen, let's get something straight. One thing, actually. Am I sorry Candy cried?

He shrugs.

Fenris: Sure. Am I sorry for what I said?

He stares right into the eyes of Marcus and shakes his head.

Fenris: I meant. Every. Word! So, as far as teaching me that respect? Here I am!

He takes a step back and holds his arms out wide.

Fenris: Waste me!

And he drops the house mic, waiting! As Marcus clenches his fists, the crowd pops as Candy comes rushing out and stands between the two men. She is preventing Marcus from taking the shot he so desperately wants to take on Fenris. She begins pleading with Marcus, and her voice is picked up by the mic in Marcus's hand.

Candy: DONT DO IT MARCUS! PLEASE! FOR ME???

She gets him focused on her, and he lets out a deep sigh as he places his hands on her shoulders and shakes his head a little towards Fenris.

Marcus Cage: You are lucky she is out here. I don't see why she would want to protect some one like you. Goes to show you she has a great heart.

He turns to start to leave the ring but stops.

Marcus Cage: Lucky for you, because while I may be retired in the ring... I could take you in a heartbeat. I'm a former multiple time champion, hall of famer in TWO different places. So maybe you should be careful who you disrespect in the future?

But Fenris watches him exit with a look of disgust on his face as he shakes his head. He reaches down and snatches up the house mic once again.

Fenris: Typical! You talk big but when you have your wife come out here and save you, you candy ass little BITCH!

Fans: OOOOOOO!!!!

Marcus's eyes squint and he turns around. Candy senses his anger but can't react in time. Marcus rushes forward and SUCKER PUNCHES Fenris right in the nose!

Adams: Oh my... bloody hell! Marcus just jumped Fenris!

Simone: Justified or not, the fight is on!

Candy screams for Marcus to stop as he jumps on Fenris and rains lefts and rights down onto the man who is clearly surprised and caught off guard! Fenris uses his forearms to shield himself from the blows as they just keep coming when he reverses their positions, and Marcus finds himself on his back with Fenris straddling his waistline, throwing rapid shots down into Cage! Marcus manages to get out from underneath him but Fenris drags him up into the nearest corner and he lands expert lefts and rights into Marcus's head and body, Cage clearly not prepared for dealing with an experienced MMA fighter!

Adams: Isn't anyone going to come out here and STOP this!?

Simone: I can't help but feel bad for Candy!

Fenris doubles Marcus over with a nasty jab to the midsection, dropping him to one knee! Grabbing Cage's left arm, he twists it and uses the leverage to pin him face-down, the back of his hand on the canvas beneath his bare foot and elbow pointing straight up!

Adams: Oh good god, no. Not this!

Simone: He used this before on Lachlan Kane! AND Ben Jordan! This could break Marcus's arm!

But before Fenris can deliver the stomp, Candy herself intervenes! Candy looks up at Fenris with tears in her eyes, knowing what could happen if Fenris applied any more pressure to Marcus's arm. She can be heard pleading with him.

Candy: Please don't do this! PLEASE! You're going to hurt him!

Wide-eyed with an almost manic expression, Fenris nods.

Fenris: Yeah! That's the idea!

And he lifts his other foot to deliver the stomp that could cripple Marcus, but it is Candy's terrified cry that stops him. Fenris just stands there, staring at her tear filled eyes and he shakes his head before slowly taking a step back and releasing Marcus from the predicament.

Simone: I can't-I can't believe it. Fenris let him go. But I think he did it more so for Candy's welfare.

Adams: Fenris has a heart? Who knew?

As Candy drops down to tend to Marcus, Fenris is halfway through the ropes when he points at her husband but his words are for her and her alone.

Fenris: He gets a reprieve - for you! He comes at me again, and I finish the job!

Fenris then drops to the floor and takes his leave as fans reach out to him while Candy helps Marcus sit up.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 312 where we see Jessie Salco warming up for her latest in a long line of attempts to win the World Bombshell Championship, as per usual she is listening to music as she works out and this week, it's "Lurkers in the Capsule of Skull" by the Dissonant Black/Death Metal Band Veilburner.

Simone: Jessie has the World Bombshell Title in her sights tonight.

Adams: But Myra Rivers will be watching her match against Amber closely.

The album ends on the track "Dissonance in Bloom" and Jessie picks up her iPhone to look for another album to play, but her search is cut short by the arrival of Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, tonight you are getting your second shot at dethroning Amber Ryan and becoming the new World Bombshell Champion, any thoughts before you head out there?

Jessie: What do you expect me to say?

Jessie asks dismissively as she leans against the wall.

Jessie: If I lose, certain Bombshells on the roster will just use that as further "evidence" that I don't belong in the World Bombshell Title scene, and even if I win the match and the title tonight you know that there will be some Bombshells saying that it was a fluke.

Jessie says with an annoyed huff.

Jessie: You know, like when I ended Johanna Krieger's first Roulette Title reign last year on her first defence?

Jessie asks before shaking her head.

Jessie: I still maintain that Johanna never should've gotten that rematch, it's not like Char Kwan was going to walk out the Bombshell Roulette Champion either way, but that's enough dwelling on the past.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You said "most" Bombshells?

Jessie: Because I'm counting on there being a few idiots shut up by my title win tonight! This title win has been years in the making and tonight, I finally become a grand slam champion!

Jessie walks off as the scene fades.




Myra Rivers finds herself in the hallway in a bit of a thoughtful state of mind. She did, of course, listen to the words that Jessie Salco had to say earlier. She does not appear to be too worried about them. In fact, she seems to be right at home in Atlanta considering her recent confidence boost and considering that she is a little bit more recovered from Violent Conduct. Still, she knows that there are things that she has to express and get off of her chest.

Myra: The first thing that I want to say is that I want to wish Jessie Salco the best of luck tonight. I truly mean that. Despite what Jessie has to say about me, and believe me, I am going to address that in a moment, I don't hold a grudge against her. I do not, in any sense, hold any hatred for her. Jessie may have her own history here and I respect that. She may have her feelings about me and there may be some things that she said about me that I may have a slight disagreement with, but there isn't any hatred at all. Now, down to the business at hand. Jessie's got a lot on her plate getting another chance for the SCW Bombshells World Championship and hey, I'd personally love to see the shocker tonight. But at the end of the day, I know that Jessie and I are similar in many ways, even if we have our disagreements. So let me clarify something for you Jessie. Hell, let me educate you on a bit of my own career since most of it is before I ever came to Sin City Wrestling at all. You want to know why I am STILL going for that world title? You want to know why I am NOT just going to shut up about it and go to the back of the line no matter how many people may want that? Because I am NOTHING like I used to be earlier in my career.

Let me explain what I mean. Earlier in my career? I was a more fragile soul. I admit that. I reached a point where I would have a crack or two at a world title or getting to the next level. I'd be motivated as hell for it and do whatever it took to capitalize on it. And then? When things wouldn't go my way in situations like that, I'd just back down and give up. You know what I did in two of the past three companies that I wrestled for when I got to a certain ceiling and I could never quite break it? I gave up. You think I'm proud of that fact? Because I sure as hell am not. It almost sounds to me like you want me to back down and give up. Sounds ridiculous, right? You know what else sounds ridiculous is this notion that I'm trying to use this Chamber of Xtreme match to get right back at Amber, but I wasn't even thinking about her when I said what I said obviously because she might not even BE the world champion by the time I get another shot. Sure, I want to get back on track. Sure, I want to keep pushing for the world title. But what is wrong with that? You make the comparison to yourself a few years ago, but what happened since that time, Jessie?

Ask yourself this. Why HAVEN'T you won the world title by now? I'm not mocking you for the fact that you haven't. But I think that's something you can afford to look at.

Why should I stand down and back off of something that I know I am capable of accomplishing? Because I already had two chances? Is that it? Can you give me a better reason than that? I may be 37 and I may have been doing this as long as I have, but the fact of the matter is that I didn't even hit my PRIME until I got to Sin City Wrestling. I could've come to SCW way earlier than I did, Jessie. What you all don't know is that when I was in maternity retirement about seven years ago, I had an offer to come here. In many ways, I wish that I did but at the time? I was still a year away from actually coming back to wrestling and I just wasn't in the right headspace for it. It's entirely possible that I hit the prime of my career much earlier than I actually did if I actually came here seven years ago... but it's also entirely possible that it could have ended in disaster for me. I'm not playing that 'would've, could've, should've game; though. The important thing is that I DID come here eventually, I HAVE made my mark and I HAVE hit that prime. I'm better now than I've ever been at any point in my career.

Knowing that?

That's why I'm not backing off from the world title.

That's why I didn't hesitate to accept your challenge.

I'm in the best shape I've ever been. So knowing that, tell me again why this Chamber of Xtreme match shouldn't be something I can use to build some momentum on the way back up the ladder? You're one of the original Bombshells here Jessie, you always will be. You've seen it all and done almost all. I respect the history that you've created here. Again, I don't know your TRUE motivations for wanting to challenge me to that match... but regardless?

I know that when High Stakes comes, I AM going to rise to the occasion just like I have many times before in this company.

Myra maintains her poise and determination as she exits the scene.




Justin: This match is for the World Bombshell Championship. First to make their way to the ring, hailing from Miami, Florida, and standing in at five feet three inches and one hundred twenty pounds, please give a great Atlanta welcome for JESSIE SALCO!!!

The crowd erupts in a mostly positive reaction to the announcement of Jessie Salco. The arena goes black as the slow guitar intro of "Blood Lightning" by Lutharo is heard over the Speakers As the song launches into the opening guitar solo the lights start to flash across the arena before a single spotlight shines on Jessie head banging to the song. Jessie posses at the top of the ramp just as the clean vocals of Krista is heard over the speakers before she makes her way down the ramp to the ring. When she arrives at the ring Jessie rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd again as the song fades. She then takes up residence in a corner to await the arrival of Amber Ryan.

Adams: Jessie Salco is fired up and she's determined to win the Bombshell Championship tonight.

Simone: Being determined to do something and actually accomplishing it are two separate things. Amber Ryan didn't earn the Bombshell Championship to lose it less than seven months later. She's a hell of a fighter and Jessie will find that our shortly.

Justin: Next to make their way to the ring, from Atlantic City, New Jersey, standing in at five feet eight inches and one hundred thirty-two pounds, please give a great Atlanta welcome for Sin City Wrestling's Bombshell Champion AMBER RYAN!!!

The crowd erupts in a mostly positive reaction to the announcement of Amber Ryan. Pulsing red lights roll 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 in attendance 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 has materialized 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 bee lining for a camera person before trying to mess with them or talking some shit down into the camera lens. Slipping under the rope, Amber doesn't call for fanfare nor adulation as she simply makes her way to the corner opposite of Jessie where she leisurely perches herself on the top with hands clasped and elbows resting on her knees in rather non-plussed outside of the trademark sly smirk seemingly ever-present on her features.

Adams: Amber Ryan sure is cocky and I want to see Jessie Salco beat some of that cocky out of her.

Simone: Amber has a right to be cocky as she earned the Bombshell Championship at the end of March and here it is the early part of October and she is still Bombshell Champion.

Adams: Let's get the information out to the viewers how these two measure up with each other. Jessie comes into the match at five feet two inches and one hundred twenty pounds. Amber comes into the match at five feet eight inches and one hundred thirty-two pounds.

Simone: And that means with a six inch height advantage and twelve pounds of weight advantage Jessie is likely to get worn down quicker than Amber might.

Referee Drew Patton calls Amber and Jessie to the center of the ring. He lays it out for them that he will uphold the rules of the match and he will not be slow to issue a disqualification if required. He asks for the Bombshell Championship Belt and Amber hands it to him. Referee Patton then e sends them back to their corner and tells them to wait for the bell from the Timekeeper for the official start of the match. He walks over to where the Timekeeper is located and he hands the Bombshell Championship Belt to the timekeeper then tells him to ring the bell to start the match.

DING DING DING!

Adams: Here we go!

Simone: Just remember that a wrestler who is defending their Championship has more to lose in the match so they tend to be more aggressive so Jessie needs to watch out and be ready for anything and everything from Amber.

Amber and Jessie run across the ring at each other. They slam into each other in the center of the ring and then start trading blows. Amber is quick to sweep the legs of Jessie out from under her causing her to drop Jessie to the mat. Ryan then grabs one of the legs of Salco and drops an elbow on her thigh causing Jessie to yelp from the blow. Amber stands up and again delivers another elbow this time to Jessie's knee. Ryan gets up and quickly applies a figure four leg-lock on Salco and when she gets it locked in she leans back to add pressure to the legs of Jessie. Referee Drew Patton steps up to ask Jessie if she wishes to submit and she screams out NO so Referee Patton lets the match continue. Salco looks around and realizes she is too far from the ropes to get to them to cause a break.

Simone: Looks like this match is going to over quickly for Jessie.

Adams: The match isn't over yet.

Amber sits up and works on adjusting the figure-four but Jessie also sits up and she reaches out and grabs the hair of Ryan and begins punching her in the head to try to make her break the hold. Referee Patton steps in and reprimands Salco for punching Ryan and he makes her stop. Then we see Amber begin punching Jessie in the head so Referee Patton figures he's had enough and calls for a break. Ryan loudly protests stating that Jessie started the punching and he didn't threaten her with a disqualification. Referee Drew Patton reminds Amber that he did reprimand Jessie but he is still demanding that Ryan release the hold on Salco and she reluctantly does so.

Adams: A fortunate break for Jessie Salco. I believe had Amber Ryan not started to punch Jessie she would have not been required to break the hold.

Simone: The way I see it is that Jessie started the punching and Amber had every right to retaliate. Then again the Referee is in charge of the match so the wrestlers need to do what the Referee instructs them to do.

Jessie slides to the ropes and wraps herself in them to cause Referee Patton to stand between her and Amber to prevent Ryan from attacking her while she's on the ropes. Amber protests this tactic by Jessie but the Referee states it is legal but he also informs Salco if she doesn't get herself out of the ropes quickly he will start a count that may lead to a disqualification. Salco lets the Referee know she understands his warning but she remains in the ropes. Amber approaches Salco who is still in the ropes and Referee Patton stays between the two. Ryan begins to argue with the Referee and orders him to order Salco off the ropes. While Referee Patton is discussing this with Amber we see Jessie come of the ropes but still close enough to them if she wants to use them again. Salco intently watches the conversation between Ryan and Referee Patton and when she sees give her full attention to the Referee then Jessie charges Amber tackling her to the mat. Although Ryan protests the Referee informs her since Salco came off the ropes her maneuver was legal.

Adams: Smart thinking on the part of Jessie Salco.

Simone: If Jessie doesn't do something quickly I'm sure Amber will turn the match in her favor again.

Amber and Jessie start trading blows again and Jessie manages to get an advantage where she is able to body slam Ryan to the mat. Jessie then pulls Amber upright then hits her with a spinning kick to the side of her head. Salco follows this up with a body slam then she quickly climbs to the top of the corner ropes. Jessie launches herself off the ropes and lands a 450 Splash on Amber. It appears as though Salco got hurt a bit on the landing but she manages to maneuver into a pin combination on Ryan.

ONE!

TWO!

Amber Ryan gets her shoulder up at a two count and she shoves Jessie Salco off. Referee Drew Patton holds up two fingers to indicate it was only a two count. Both Amber and Jessie are slow to move as both suffered a bit of damage in the exchange.

Simone: If the Referee hadn't distracted Amber there's no way Jessie would have had the chance to blindside her and nearly get a pin. I don't see Amber allowing that to happen again and I feel she has a valid complaint to Referee Patton.

Adams: What? You cannot blame the Referee for your distraction when you are the one who took your attention off your opponent. There are no cheap ways out of what happened in that last exchange. Jessie legally took advantage of Amber's distraction and that's the end of it.

Amber starts yelling at Jessie that she took unfair advantage of her when she was talking with the Referee. Salco reminds Ryan that both of them were off the ropes, in the clear, and the Referee wasn't deliberately trying to distract her. Amber takes offense as the comments by Jessie so she reaches out and slaps Salco across her face. Jessie complains to Referee Patton but he informs her that an open hand hit is legal and that she knows that. Salco has no further reason to complain so she decides to return the face slap to Ryan. Without hesitation Amber spins Jessie around so her back it toward her and she grabs Salco and hits a suplex on her driving her hard into the mat. Ryan quickly goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

T..!!!

Oooooo!!! Jessie managed to get her shoulder off the mat as Referee Drew Patton was starting to bring his hand down for the three count. He holds two fingers up to indicate it was only a two count. Jessie is relieved but Amber is fuming and starts complaining to the Referee if he had quicker on the count she would have won the match. Referee Patton reminds her that he is in charge of officiating the match and his decision stands. He then tells Amber and Jessie to get back into the action of the match.

Simone: I have to side with Amber on this one. It did appear that Referee Patton was slow to start his count on the pinfall and I feel that caused her to lose that pinfall for the win.

Adams: Even you know that a Referee cannot blindly count on an attempted pinfall until they can verify that the shoulders of the wrestler being pinned are on the mat. In this case Referee Patton confirmed that Salco's shoulders were on the mat and then he started his count on the pin. Referee Patton also confirmed that Jessie got a shoulder up off the mat before he could deliver the three count. There's nothing confusing about it. That's what Referee's have to do in matches.

Simone: Grrr!!!

Amber and Jessie get into an argument and Salco decides to shove Ryan back with both hands. Amber responds by shoving Jessie back. Salco then grabs the arm of Ryan and pulls her hard to whip her into the ropes but Amber reverses it on her and she whips Jessie into the ropes then catches Salco on the rebound with a Yakuza Kick dropping Jessie to the mat. Ryan goes to stomp on Salco but Jessie manages to roll to the side to avoid the stomp. Amber runs to Jessie and pulls her upright then goes to whip her into the ropes. When Salco rebounds off the ropes she lands a High Cross Body on Ryan but Amber is quick to get to her feet which surprises Jessie. Salco rushes the ropes to rebound off the ropes to land a maneuver on Ryan but Amber sees it coming and lands a very hard kick to the midsection of Jessie. As Salco doubles over from the kick Ryan hits her with a Double Underhook Kick-Out DDT and she goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Adams: Nooooo!!!

Simone: Yesssss!!!!

Referee Drew Patton tells Amber Ryan to get off Jessie Salco and she does. The Referee retrieves the Bombshell Championship Belt from the Timekeeper then he meets with Justin Decent to give him the official decision on the match.

Justin: The official decision for this match is the winner, by pinfall, and still Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion, AMBER RYAN!!!

Referee Drew Patton raises the hand of Amber Ryan for the victory and he hands her the Bombshell Championship Belt at the same time. When he drops his hand Amber leaves the ring playing up the crowd as she heads into the backstage area. When our attention is returned to the ring we see Jessie Salco leaving the ring and making her way to the backstage area.

Simone: Amber Ryan again has proven why she is the Bombshell Champion. I can see it will be some time before someone can de-throne her.

Adams: I feel bad for Jessie Salco but she gave a great performance in the match.




World Bombshell Championship
Amber Ryan (c) vs Roxi Johnson vs Crystal Zdunich




Backstage, Christian Underwood is approached by Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Christian, I was curious if you did a anything special for Mark Ward, for his birthday?

Christian leans back and sighs in annoyance.

Christian: Yes, I left him alone.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You - left him alone?

Christian: Didn't talk to him once. No calls. No text messages. Nothing. It's what he said he wanted.

He turns to Ms. Rocky and shrugs.

Christian: I don't get it either.

He walks off camera as she watches him go. She then looks into the camera.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I think I do.




Several long moments have passed since the incident out in the arena, inside of the six-sided ring, between Fenris and the bystanders of Candy, Marcus. Many of the backstage personnel, as well as his peers inside the ring, remain shocked that Marcus actually had gotten in the face of the former World Heavyweight Champion, and the impending disaster that followed. It is all too clear that Fenris himself is not yet over it, still steaming mad as his infamous temper was well known enough in backstage gossip circles and evidenced enough by his exploits over the past three years.

He is storming backstage, hands entangled in his long, blonde hair, a look of frustrated anger on his face. The moment the curtains of the "gorilla position" were thrown open, a path was hastily cleared for the angry Superstar, by all save for his own brother Aron who is all but immune to the idiosyncrasies of his brother's volatile personality. Aron hurries after his older sibling, having to take two steps for every one of Fenris's just to keep up.

Aron: K? K...! K, can you slow down, please!

But he does not. In fact, if anything, Fenris almost seems to pick up the pace.

Aron: K! You need to CALM DOWN! I warned you not to go out there! I warned you not to...!

Fenris: Aron!

Fenris bellows, coming to a fast stop and spinning around to stare down his brother.

Fenris: The LAST thing I need to make this goddamn night complete is a round of "I told you so's" from you!

Christian: Funny, because I was going to say the exact same thing as your brother.

The brothers Baltarsson turn as one to see the co-owner of SCW, Christian Underwood, approaching them with a less than pleased expression on his face.

Christian: Do you mind filling me in on what the hell all that was about out there? Getting into a fight with a non-wrestler! Someone who isn't even under contract to SCW! Seriously, have you any idea the amount of legal troubles you could have just caused us...!

Fenris: Oh don't give me that shit!

Christian blinks, caught off guard at someone, even Fenris, speaking to him with such blatant disregard.

Christian: Sorry?

Fenris: This is the same *air quotes* 'non-wrestler' that you gave TV time to last week to run his mouth in front of everybody about one of your contracted wrestlers! This is the same *air quotes* 'non wrestler' who just walked out there and you allowed to get into a physical confrontation with one of their contracted wrestlers!

Christian: 'Allowed?'

Fenris: 'Allowed!' Or is it just some kind of funny coincidence that you didn't send out security or any referees to keep him from getting in the ring or two separate us!? Don't bullshit me! The way you've been going on about everything Candy did while you were away? You LET that happen!

There is a brief, if not intense, stare down between the two before Christian turns and simply walks away, neither confirming nor denying the accusation.

Aron: Seriously? You're antagonizing the owners now?

Off to the side, we see a face that hasn't appeared on screen in nearly 2 months, David Shepherd. He is trying not to look at the scene in front of him, all while sipping on a bottle of water. However, he just can't help but to make a comment, one that clearly makes it's way to the ears of Fenris and Aron.

David: There's that fire that burns like ice that I missed so much.

David shakes his head as he is about to leave the scene. He tosses his bottle into the trash can as he begins walking away. Aron turns to see David, and has only one thing to say as Fenris turns around.

Aron: Uh oh...

David stops, sensing what is about to come, and rather than make with his usual asinine quips, he braces himself for the hellfire as he turns to look right into Fenris' icy blue eyes. The feeling Fenris felt when he turned around and laid eyes on David was difficult to describe; relief? A weight having been lifted off of his shoulders? Doubt, as if there was a hard lump stuck in his throat proving an impossibility to swallow.

Anger. For David's vanishing two months ago and not hearing a word from him, or even Esther as to where he was or what he was doing. And after that last chat with his close friend Willow, and coming under the realization that it was not David that had been in the wrong in how the other had been treated...

Fenris: Í alvöru !? Þú líka, David !?

By sheer instinct alone, Fenris slipped back into his native tongue as he slowly approached David, his eyes meeting David's own in a smoldering stare-down.

Fenris: You were just going to walk away? Just like that? After TWO MONTHS!

He takes a deep breath, trying like hell to manage that infamous temper of his. So, he fell from anger to sarcasm.

Fenris: You do not call. You do not write. No dirty texts....

He pauses, then turns and watches as does David as Aron is standing there, along with a scattering of backstage personnel. All of whom quickly found something else to do once they met that gaze. Aron looks left and right at the hasty exits and then jets a thumb back down the hall.

Aron: I'm just going to... pretend I have something better to do.

And Aron too takes his leave so the two alphas can have this uncomfortable moment between them without any witnesses making it any more awkward than it might already prove to be. David simply nods.

David: Communication is a funny thing. You see, I didn't initiate it, but, neither did you. I figured it just as well, considering...

David shrugs his shoulders in an attempt to avoid having to say what is on his mind. Instead, he grabs a fresh water bottle from the cooler to nurse uncomfortably. And just as easily, the water bottle is plucked from David's hand and tossed all-too casually back over Fenris's shoulder. He then reaches out and takes hold of a folding chair and spins it around, facing David. Stepping over to straddle the seat and sitting down, he rests his forearms along the back of the chair and leans in.

Fenris: I'm not booked, so go on. I have time.

David rubs the back of his head as he looks around, seeing Fenris and the camera. He is awkward and laughs nervously.

David: I'm not exactly sure what to do here, Kristjan. I really don't know what you want from me. I mean, one minute, you want to keep me a secret, and the next, you want me to speak in front of a camera. So, when you get it figured out, you have my number.

David looks at Fenris uncomfortably before awkwardly motioning for a phone call before he moves along. Fenris shakes his head, not even sure what to say to that.




Justin: The following contest is our main event Match and the SCW World Heavyweight Championship is on the line!!!

The opening for "No Good Bastards" by Tom MacDonald begins to play and the crowd is instantly on their feet cheering the big Texan. He stands there soaking it in and allowing their reaction to energize him as he stands on the stage.

They only get louder as he makes his way towards the ring, he walks slowly, jawing with the occasional fan who's decided he's a tough guy. Mac simply laughs and continues down towards the ring.

Finally he reaches the ring steps and makes his way into the ring.

He approaches the center of the ring and raises both arms into the air. Then extending the middle fingers on both hands he laughs at the chorus of boos that rains down on him from the crowd.

Justin: Currently in the ring is the challenger!! Standing in at 6'6 and weighing in at 280 pounds!! Hailing from Port Arthur, Texas!! Mac Bane!!!

"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: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6'0 and weighing in at 225 pounds!! Hailing from Dallas, Texas!! SCW Champion!!! Alex Jones!!!!

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as the former champ squares off against the man that took away the championship belt from him. We can sense tension between the two men, neither want to make a first mistake in the early goings of the match. We see Mac get in the middle of the ring as Alex slowly walks over towards him, both men stare each other down as some words are being exchanged.

Simone: Moments like these, I wished that both men were wired

Bane blasts Alex with a stiff right across the side of his head, causing the champ to stagger backwards after a few more jaw yapping between the two. Bane takes advantage of the situation as he pushes Alex into the ropes for an Irish Whip before dropping him down hard with a stiff clothesline. Bane quickly drops on top of Alex as he starts to pound away with series of punches to the face of Alex who tries to cover himself up by lifting his arms up. Jasmine starts to use the five count on Bane as he continues to pound away with stiff punches as some of them break through Alex Defences

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Mac stops, grabbing Alex by the head and lifts him up to his feet. He positions Alex in a standing position for a Snap Suplex and drops Alex hard on the canvas before getting behind the champ who sits upwards with a painful look on his face. Bane drives series of elbows to the side of Alex his head/neck area as Jasmine starts to use the five count once more

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Bane stops and gets up right before the count of five, staring down Jasmine in an attempt to intimidate the referee. Who just shows him the count of two and admonishes him to focus on the match instead of her

Adams: No matter who you are, Jasmine stands her ground!!!

Bane turns back towards Alex Jones, who has gotten to his feet and kicks Bane into the midsection, causing him to move his upper body forwards as Alex follows it up with a big time kick to the side of Bane's head. This causes him to drop down to the canvas as Alex follows it up with a cover while rubbing his forearm into the facial erea of Bane that got hit a few moments ago

ONE!

TW...

Bane kicks out with authority, holding the side of his head as he sits up before having Alex run to the ropes and hits a rolling neck snap that causes Bane's head to hit the canvas hard. Alex gets up to his feet, runs to the ropes on the opposite side of the ring as Bane sits up again groggily, Alex comes off the ropes as he attempts a running knee strike to the face of Bane, only to have Bane move out of the way. Alex gets up to his feet, turns around and is levelled by a big time boot from Bane as he had gotten to his feet before the champ.

Adams: And the tide has changed back into the favour of the former champ.

Bane shakes his head, grabbing Alex by the hair as he has a handful of his hair in his hand before wrapping his other hand across the throat of Alex. Ignoring the warnings of Jasmine he pushes Alex into the turnbuckles and starts to deliver series of back elbows to the side of Alex his head. He gives Alex a headbutt before whipping him into the opposite turnbuckles with authority, causing the chest and ribs to come hard in contact with the turnbuckles that causes Alex to drop to a seated position in the corner. This gives Mac Bane the chance to slowly and methodically approach his opponent and grabs him by the head. Lifts him up to his feet and wraps his arms around the midsection of Alex and sets him up for an German Release Suplex out of the corner, only to have Alex land on his feet after being thrown into the air. Alex wastes no time to grab Bane by the head from behind and delivers a reverse neckbreaker on Mac Bane before going for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

Bane gets a shoulder up as Alex goes for a reverse chinlock on Bane, trying to ground the bigger man. Only to have Bane power himself to a standing position while Alex remains the chinlock on him. Causing Bane to push Alex into the ropes and then throws him across the ring instead of an attempted Irish Whip. Causing Alex to land on his backside, Bane follows it up by running to the ropes near Alex and delivers a boot to the face of the champ. He then follows it up with series of elbow drops before going for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

Alex manages to get his shoulder off the canvas as Bane grabs Alex by the legs and drags him towards the middle of the ring before executing a slingshot towards the turnbuckles, having Alex his head and throat area underneath he bottom rope before going for a Slingshot. Causing Alex to come in contact with the bottom rope and coughs out loud while holding on to his throat area. Mac slides out of the ring and pushes away the hands of Alex before choking him out on the outside as Jasmine starts tow arn him before using a five count

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Bane lets go before taking a few steps backwards before giving an elbow across the throat and chest area of Alex. He slides in and out of the ring as Jasmine started to use the ten count, breaking it as he climbs on the ring apron and executes a leg drop across the throat and chest area of the champ. This causes Alex to fall down on the outside as Jasmine starts to use her ten count again

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: Bane needs to get the champion inside the ring, that's the only way for him to win the title!!!

Adams: That may be true Belinda, but we both know that you can do a lot of damage on the outside inside that ten count!!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Bane grabs Alex by the arm as he has lifted him up to his feet, setting him up for a short arm clothesline that sends Alex crashing on the concrete once more

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NI...

Bane rolls in and out of the ring to break the ten count before grabbing Alex by the arm and rolls him back inside the ring. He quickly follows him back inside the ring before goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

Alex manages to get his shoulder off the canvas at the final moment. Bane looks over towards Jasmine and shakes his head as he cannot believe it. He grabs the hair of Alex and ignores the warnings of Jasmine as he sets him up for a Powerbomb in the middle of the ring, he hoists him up in the air but Alex manages to escape his grip and locks his arm around the head of Bane before dropping Bane with a DDT in the middle of the ring. both men are on their backs as they are clearly spend from the brutality that they have put their opponents through as that causes Jasmine to use the ten count once more.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: Will this match end up in a double count out??

Adams: Champions advantage if that happens Belinda

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

We see Alex slowly stir as he crawls over towards Bane

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

NI...

Alex draps an arm across the chest of Bane as that causes Jasmine to stop the ten count and goes for the three count

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

But no, Bane manages to roll on his side at the last moment. Causing the match to continue as it is now Alex that looks at Jasmine with disbelief in his eyes. He quickly turns his attention towards Bane as he starts to talk to himself before slowly getting back to his feet. He turns towards the turnbuckles and measures Bane, who is slowly starting to move to his hands and knees. Measuring the former champion as he charges in on him as we see Bane lift himself to a kneeling position. Setting Bane up for a running knee strike, but Alex gets surprised by Bane who bursts out of nowhere and hits a big time spear on the champ. This causes him to land hard on the canvas as Bane immediately goes for the cover

Simone: THIS HAS TO BE IT!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Adams: NO WAY!!

Jasmine had stopped the three count after realizing that the tip of Alex his boot is underneath he bottom rope. Forcing her to stop the three count and tell Bane that it was a count of two. A look of disbelief is on his face, he is in a complete shock as he was so sure that he had reclaimed the championship belt. He shakes his head before getting to his feet, he grabs Alex and sets him up for his finisher.

Simone: Fade Away!!!

Bane has Alex locked for his Snapmare Driver, but Alex manages to escape the hold just when Bane had set the move in motion. Using Bane's own momentum against him it is Alex that rolls him through into a Small Package pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match by pinfall!! And STILL SCW World Heavyweight Champion!! Alex Jones!!!

Alex rolls off his opponent while having his hand raised in victory as Bane looks around in a look of utter shock on his face

Adams: Bane thought he had him!! But Alex somehow managed to slip out of Bane's finisher and take advantage of the situation!!!

Simone: What an ending! What a night but that's all we have time for. Join us next week as we take another step closer to High Stakes XI! For Jason Adams, I;m Belinda Simone saying good night everybody!




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