The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Walter Pyramid in Long Beach, California. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. 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 Walter Pyramid in Long Beach, California 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 walks out in an immense fat suit covered with a floral print mu mu, and a beehive hairdo with thick, horn rimmed glasses. With a microphone in one hand and a large pastrami sandwich in the other, the performance begin!

Amanda: How come you're always such a fussy young man
Don't want no Captain Crunch, don't want no Raisin Bran
Well, don't you know that other kids are starving in Japan
So eat it, just eat it

Don't want to argue, I don't want to debate
Don't want to hear about what kind of food you hate
You won't get no dessert 'till you clean off your plate
So eat it

Don't you tell me you're full
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Get yourself an egg and beat it
Have some more chicken, have some more pie
It doesn't matter if it's boiled or fried
Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it
Just eat it, eat it, just eat it, eat it, ooh

Your table manners are some cryin' shame
You're playin' with your food, this ain't some kind of game
Now, if you starve to death, you'll just have yourself to blame
So eat it, just eat it

You better listen, better do what you're told
You haven't even touched your tuna casserole
You better chow down or it's gonna get cold
So eat it

I don't care if you're full
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Open up your mouth and feed it
Have some more yogurt, have some more spam
It doesn't matter if it's fresh or canned
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Don't you make me repeat it
Have a banana, have a whole bunch
It doesn't matter what you had for lunch
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it

Eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
If it's gettin' cold, reheat it
Have a big dinner, have a light snack
If you don't like it, you can't send it back
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Get yourself an egg and beat it (oh lord)
Have some more chicken, have some more pie
It doesn't matter if it's boiled or fried
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it
Don't you make me repeat it (oh no)
Have a banana, have a whole bunch
It doesn't matter what you had for lunch
Just eat it, eat it, eat it, eat it

The crowd cheers as Amanda takes a bow and the contents of her sandwich spills out all over the stage. She throws the bread down and stomps off, to much cheers and laughter.

Simone: We are LIVE here in Long Beach, California at the Walter Pyramid for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control!

The camera pans to the broadcaster table where sits Belinda Simone and Jason Adams.

Simone: On behalf of my colleague Jason Adams...

Jason stands and salutes the camera before sitting back down and almost missing the seat of his chair.

Simone: .... I am Belinda Simone! We are just two weeks past the pinnacle of the year, High Stakes XII and there is a brand new World Heavyweight Champion in Finn Whelan!

Adams: And we already have three title matches announced in the coming weeks, not including the two title matches tonight!

Simone: Indeed as the cycle has heated up already as 2022 slowly comes to a close and tonight is no different! O'Malley is back! You saw hat happened when the Troll ran his mouth one time too many and he had no idea that O'Malley had resigned and was in the building in Las Vegas! O'Malley got some payback for every nasty thing the Troll said about his wife Darcy and tonight, we welcome O'Malley back in tonight's opener as he takes on that very man - the Troll!

Adams: I think calling the Troll 'a man' is a bit of an insult to the rest of us! But we have another return because the former World Heavyweight Champion Matthew 'the Raven' Knox is back and his first match back is against Agostino Romano!

Simone: Then the first title match of the evening as Jessie Salco finally gets her opportunity at the Bombshell Roulette Championship that she earned many weeks ago, as she takes on the reigning champion, Ariana Angelos!

Adams: Then two fellas who both lost their championships at High Stakes XII meet each other one on one two weeks before they receive rematches, when former World Champ "Godly" Ken Davison takes on the former Roulette Champion, Miles 'Milo' Kasey!

Simone: Diamond Steele fell short in her bid to take the World Championship away from Masque in Las Vegas. Tonight we find out if she will fare any better against Melissa!

Adams: Then the second championship match of the night when the Internet Champion Kayla Richards defends against Mercedes Vargas!

Simone: And finally in the Main Event - a Clash of Champions! In two weeks both of these men will be putting their titles on the line against the men they defeated for their gold, but now the new World Heavyweight Champion Finn Whelan meets the new Roulette Champion "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart! All this and more on SCW Climax Control!




Screeching, scratching audio echoes across the arena as the lights dim. Familiar in it's opening, foreign as to why here and now - 'Cry Sister' by Royal Bliss heralds the entrance of only one Bombshell. A Bombshells not seen in a ring to compete since June, her last words still ringing through the souls of the Sin City Wrestling faithful who now rise, swelling to their feet.

"I'll make your headache
I'll make you part of the fold
Me and the devil in your mind wanna settle the score
I'll make your heart break
You know I do when I please
Like a bullet in a gun
I just give it a squeeze..."

A long tousled waterfall of scarlet, recognizable even under the pulsating lights, gives away the identity even if the roar of the song hadn't already. Accompanied by former World Champion - and husband, Mac Bane...Amber Ryan, former and longest reigning World Bombshells Champion, methodically makes her way down the ramp to the surprising relative adulation of the SCW loyalists. Small pockets of chants break out, but are deafened by the music and atmosphere before they ever find a contagious voice.

"... So Cry Sister, make it rain
It makes no difference
You'll never see me again.
You'll never see me again..."

Subdued, even for her usual apathetic self, Amber's expression gives away almost nothing. A subtle little flicker at the corner of her lip suggests gratefulness, however the swagger in her walk and slightly lopsidedness in her shoulders - even beneath her oversized hoodie - suggests business. Sliding beneath the bottom rope, Mac scales the steps off to the side and remains on the apron, observant and supportive but obviously on edge given the increased brazenness of Masque's actions and attacks behind the scenes. Gesturing for a microphone, the song fades out but the raucous noise of the SCW crowd fills the void seamlessly- a cacophony of different chants, the chorus of voices determined to be heard and known. Amber acknowledges them with a small head nod, raising the mic to her lips patiently, however the crowd simply gets louder- determined that perhaps a wall of sound might somehow urge her to do the potentially unthinkable.

Waiting, an eyebrow crooked as she glances about as if to say 'really, guys...', she makes brief eye contact with Mac who shrugs with a warm smile. Amber Ryan in an SCW ring once more... mic in hand. A real sight for many sore eyes and aching bones.

Amber Ryan: Yeah, alright... I get it.

Another eruption of noise ripples through the crowd before dying down again.

Amber Ryan: I promise I'm not gonna come out here and waste anyone's time. You paid for wrestling, and wrestling you'll get - I just... I have a little quick thing to get off my chest...

More noise, insinuations murmur and conclusions are jumped to as the tension in the building seems to deceptively rise.

Amber Ryan: Five months is a long ass time to sit on the shelf, gives you a lot of time to think about what's important- enough so that you come to some interesting conclusions. Choices are made, decisions are decided and we think we can commit to them knowing that we've been guided by the steady hand of time. It's just... I'm having a little trouble with that. I'm having just a little bit of trouble with sitting by and watching a woman wearing a toilet lid strut around using my name as a crutch, using my reputation to bolster her own, using my heart as a suitable donor for her own. Problem is, that transplant hasn't really taken and your girl here... Your girl's decision making has gone a little... septic.

Amber scratches her head off-handedly, a little sarcasm straining through her tone.

Amber Ryan: I thought I could live with myself. I thought that if I could just remove myself from the equation that the problem no longer existed- only the problem continues to insist on existing. Threads that were better left to fray and snap are being clutched onto cause they know that without me- they are simply another closet boogeyman caught in a spotlight. I thought I could live with myself, that the problem would self-eradicate. A fire that couldn't keep burning without fuel- except you keep using me as fuel. Everything I've built to put on your pyre called... Rapture.

Looking dead down at the closest camera, the flicker of smile and gratuity gone. Replaced by something hardened, sharpened by the passage of time. Something missed by the masses, something who's absence celebrated by those no longer looking down the barrels of a shotgun with an itchy trigger. Maybe it's the Distorted Angel. Maybe it's the Painted Hurricane. Maybe it's the motherfucking Queenpin... Maybe, and most terrifyingly, it's just Amber Ryan speaking whatever truths she has left to air.

Amber Ryan: Masque.

A roar of noise and expectation of the devil being summoned collectively sucks the air from the arena, even Mac turns to face the ramp as though waiting for an arrival that doesn't seem to come. Amber however doesn't pull away from the camera, pulling closer with every passing second as the steely blue-green of her eyes seems to capture the crowds fervour between shades.

Amber Ryan: It's about fucking time we finish this...




Jacob Summers is in the ring watching up the ramp as Justin brings the microphone to his lips for the introductions.

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

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 two hundred fifty two pounds, the Troll!

The Troll points into the ring, taking offense at the "lies" about his grandoise 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.

Adams: It looks like the Troll is ready for the match Belinda and we are ready to see who he is facing. It has been a very long time since we have seen this man in a match.

Justin: And his opponent...

Simone: This match is going to be very interesting because of what lies that the Troll has been spreading.

The lights in the arena die down as the opening riffs of Gothic Celtic Music Shadow Wisps starts to play. The lights stay out for several seconds before dark green and white strobe lights start shining all around, and fog fills the entrance and along the ramp. Moments later, O'Malley steps through the curtain wearing a long black leather trench coat, joined by Darcy. They stand at the entrance for several moments before O'Malley takes the first step on their way to the ring, and Darcy follows closely behind.

Justin: Making his way to the ring being accompanied by Darcy! From Dublin, Ireland...Weighing in at one hundred ninety-five pounds...O'MALLEY!!

Once he makes it to the ring, he lets Darcy walk up the steps and follows behind her. He holds the ropes open for her, and she steps through, and he enters after her. They stand in the center of the ring where Darcy removes O'Malley's coat. She then leans in and gives him a kiss on the cheek before making her way to the outside, as his music dies down leaving O'Malley to glare at the Troll.

Simone: This is the woman that the Troll is insisting is Misty. And that has angered her husband.

Adams: I don't think that the Troll likes that reaction at all. And there is the bell.

DING DING DING!

The Troll walks over to Jacob Summers and motions for him to raise his arm in victory which Summers shakes his head at the man before he motions for the match to begin. The Troll shakes his hand at Jacob once more as O'Malley moves closer and attacks the Troll with a clothesline that rocks the Troll back. O'Malley looks around as the Troll smirks then uses a clothesline of his own on O'Malley sending him to the mat. O'Malley rolls quickly to his knees then stands to get in the face of the Troll who is celebrating the clothesline. Turning around, he is surprised with a kick to the midsection by O'Malley that drives the air from his lungs. The Troll moves quickly to the ropes and ducks between the top and middle rope as O'Malley rushes him. Jacob gets between the two to prevent O'Malley from attacking the Troll. The bigger man waves O'Malley back to the middle of the ring. The Troll slides back into the ring which has O'Malley charging forward making the Troll once more slide between the ropes to be saved by Summers. O'Malley moves back in frustration and turns his back on the Troll.

Adams: O'Malley turning his back on the Troll...I don't know if that is a good thing.

Seeing that O'Malley has turned his back, the Troll pulls himself back into the ring and then charges towards O'Malley and rocks him out of his boots with a clothesline to the back of the head of O'Malley. On the mat, O'Malley grabs at the back of his head as the Troll raises his arms to taunt the fans. O'Malley slowly gets to his hands and knees but the Troll moves to his feet and pulls them out from under him which drags O'Malley near the ropes. The Troll then tries to put a boston crab on O'Malley which bends him at the lower back. O'Malley looks in pain as he fights to try and reach the ropes. The Troll is telling Summers to check on O'Malley who has dropped to grab his head in an effort to fight the pain before once more reaching for the ropes. He is close enough to grab the bottom rope forcing the break. Jacob taps the shoulder of the Troll who drops the legs of O'Malley and begins to celebrate a win. Jacob pulls his arms down telling him that O'Malley had made it to the ropes. The Troll shakes his head and again raises his arms.

Simone: I think the Troll thinks he won the match. But Jacob is telling him that he didn't.

O'Malley is using the time to recover as the Troll tries to convince Jacob Summers that he had won the match. O'Malley moves along the ropes and towards the corner where he leans back into it before pulling himself to the top rope. The Troll walks away from Jacob and turns into a missile dropkick from O'Malley from the top rope that sends him to the canvas. O'Malley gets to his feet as the Troll rolls to the side of the ring and to the outside. O'Malley looks angrily as the Troll motions that he is leaving. Looking around, O'Malley rushes towards the Troll and launches himself over the top rope to take the Troll down to the floor. Both men are laid out breathing heavily as Jacob stands at the ropes to begin his ten count. O'Malley is the first to his feet and he moves toward the Troll to pick him up and then pushes him into the ring apron. Using the momentum, the Troll is rolled under the bottom rope. O'Malley gets on the ring apron then grabbing the top rope, he leapfrogs over with a kick to the face of the Troll who grabs at his face.

Adams: O'Malley has just changed the flow of the match with that kick.

Simone: Or it angered the Troll.

The Troll staggers away from O'Malley holding his face as O'Malley kips up to his feet and follows him. Reaching for one of the wrists of the Troll, O'Malley pulls him around and begins to level kicks at his thighs and midsection that rocks the Troll who is trying desperately to defend himself. O'Malley doesn't let up until the Troll is against the ropes. O'Malley backs away at the warning of Summers but when the Troll comes off the ropes quickly to lock in a bear hug on O'Malley as he turned back around. O'Malley grunts in pain as he tries to lever his hand between the two but Troll tightens the hold which forces the arms of O'Malley upward as O'Malley shouts with pain. The Troll shakes O'Malley which loosens up the hold and O'Malley is able to lower a forearm into the face of Troll who drops O'Malley to grab his face. O'Malley sucks in breath before attacking the Troll again with kicks.

Simone: The Troll seemed to have the bear hug on that could have made the Irishman submit but he needed to rely on training, not the Internet for learning wrestling moves.

The Troll shakes off the kicks and lunges out off the ropes with a clothesline attempt that O'Malley easily avoids by ducking under the attempt then rushing off the ropes as the Troll turns and catches him with a hurricanrana that the Troll is able to skew slightly which drops O'Malley on his head. The Troll is unable to capitalize on the move as O'Malley backflips out of the grasp of the Troll and rushes the corner once more. The Troll chases him in that O'Malley is able to hit a moonsault onto the shoulder of the Troll. Before the Troll can do anything, O'Malley slides off and dropkicks the Troll's head into the top turnbuckle. The Troll bounces backwards to the mat. O'Malley attempts a pin but the Troll rolls his shoulder up quickly. O'Malley rises to his feet and then moves to the corner where he climbs to the top. Looking back at the slowly rising Troll, O'Malley launches himself off the top rope and takes the Troll out with a reverse four fifty. Dropping again for a pin, O'Malley gets a two before the shoulder of the Troll comes off the mat. Angered and frustrated, O'Malley moves back to watch the Troll roll on the mat. Seeing the Troll sit up, O'Malley waits before rushing across the ring to the opposite ropes. The Troll rises to his feet and follows him in to be surprised by a running European uppercut from O'Malley.

Simone: That rocked the head of the Troll and laid him out.

The Troll is laid out on the mat face down not moving as O'Malley gets to his hands and knees then moves to tie up his opponent into the Celtic knot. Stepping back, O'Malley looks down at the Troll then levels him with a kick that 'unties' the knot. Jacob drops to the mat to check on the Troll who is frantically tapping out to the Celtic Crush that O'Malley had locked in on his opponent.

Adams: O'Malley is making the Troll pay for all his lies.. The Troll is struggling to escape the hold but O'Malley is keeping him in the hold.

Simone: He had better be careful Jason or the Troll will eke out the win.

Adams: And there it is...the Troll taps out..Let go of the hold O'Malley!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match, O'Malley!

O'Malley rolls away from the Troll after releasing him and gets to his feet to glare down at the downed Troll. Summers holds up his hand in victory then releases it to check on the Troll who has rolled to his hands and knees.

Adams: O'Malley putting the Troll in his place. Let's hope this means that the Troll will let the lie about Misty die.

Simone: Hold up! A fan just got in the ring!

A young woman, bright blonde hair and wearing skinny jeans and a belly shirt, climbs into the ring. She walks right past the fallen Troll and grabs O'Malley by the shoulder and spins him around forcibly. The Irish Superstar blinks back his surprise when the unknown woman delivers a savage kick right between his legs!

Adams: Bloody hell!

Simone: What is going on!? Someone get that woman out of the ring!

O'Malley slowly sinks to his knees, eyes clenched and clutching himself as the unknown woman stands over him, screaming at him as referee Jacob Summers tries to get her away from the fallen Superstar! The woman pulls her arm away and she SLAPS Jacob!

Simone: This woman just struck an SCW official! Get her OUT of there!

By now security is inside of the ring and they have her by the arms as she struggles and screams! The Troll is back up and sees what is going on and he rushes over to try and stop them!

Adams: What is going on!? Why is the Troll intervening on this woman's behalf!?

Simone: You don't think...?

Belinda and Jason exchange a disbelieving glance with one another.

Together: Nahhh!




The scene opens backstage right before the opening match where we see Jessie Salco arriving at the arena with a determined look on her face.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie? Can I get a word?

Jessie stops as she turns to Ms. Rocky Mountains who had been waiting for her.

Jessie: Where you waiting for me?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Not exactly, I just arrived myself! But the timing is fortuitous as you have a Roulette Title Match tonight!

Jessie: So I noticed! Ariana's going to see why I keep saying that I teach at the School of Hard Knocks! Hell I practically have tenure there!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You did mention something about seeing she remembered the lessons you taught Ari on Twitter.

Jessie: We had a lesson during the India tour,

Jessie says nonchalantly as she forms a fist with her hand.

Jessie: She did well in that lesson but tonight's Roulette Title Match may as well be a pop quiz for her! That's all I'm going to say on the subject for now.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: In that case, can I ask you about the situation with Melissa? She's claimed that the officiating in the Chamber of Extreme Match was faulty.

Jessie shakes her head.

Jessie: Guess my attack with the Kendo Stick caused more damage than I thought.

Jessie says with a hint of disgust in her voice.

Jessie: Remind me again, who officiated the Chamber of Extreme Match?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Drew Patton?

Jessie: Right, one of the original two referees that SCW employed alongside the senior referee Jasmine St. Clair, by the time I entered SCW he had been doing the job for five years, that was a decade ago, meaning he's been a ref for fifteen years now.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Yes, he is one of the most respected employees here in SCW.

Jessie: And yet Melissa had the nerve to question his integrity as a referee because he ruled the match's outcome in my favour? If it was Dawn I could at least understand because she's only been a ref for a little over a year but Drew?! Need I remind you that Melissa's loss to me happened when she was in the middle of a downward spiral that started when she lost the title to Ariana in New Delhi?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: If Melissa challenges you to a tie breaker, would you accept?

Jessie: On one condition, when I win the third match, Melissa accepts it with grace and dignity and moves on with her life! She still has the rest of her career in front of her, Melissa will recover from this! But making excuses for every loss that she endures is going to do her no favours in the long run, trust me, I'm speaking from experience!

Jessie walks off without another word as the scene fades.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control 346 where we see Ariana Angelos in her street clothes hoisting her Roulette Championship over her shoulder as she gets ready to be interviewed by Pussy Willow.

Pussy: Ari, first off, Happy Belated Birthday and congrats on your engagement to Francisco!

Ariana: Thanks, compared to how I spent my birthday last year? It's a definite improvement, though I don't think it's that hard to top getting stitches removed on the morning of your 21st birthday.

Pussy: Yeah, that doesn't sound fun! But your not getting much rest because tonight you have your fourth defence of the Bombshell Roulette Title against Jessie Salco, I'm not going to get into the circumstances surrounding this match because that path is well trodden but I want to know what you think of Jessie as a challenger?

Ariana sighs as the Greek American Bombshell thinks of her answer.

Ariana: Jessie is definitely a controversial figure in the Bombshell Division, talented as heck? Yeah, but her past actions and win/loss record have soured most of the Division against her, and I'll be the first to admit that when I graduated from the Go Gym I shared many of those thoughts with my co-workers in the division.

Pussy: It couldn't have helped that your debut was the year after Jessie's most controversial year of her career.

Ariana: Yeah, the year she won the Most Hated and Feud of the Year Awards in the 2018 Year End Awards, at that time I was still training at the Go Gym but even as a rookie trainee, I still had to shake my head at many of the stunts she was pulling and aside from Team Hero? Jessie was one of my favourites back when I was just a wrestling fan!

Pussy: So what do you think now?

Ariana: I kinda covered this in my promo but I see Jessie as a misunderstood soul, she's prideful and passionate but that same pride and passion has driven her to commit acts that would get less talented wrestlers blacklisted from the company, all driven by a desire to never be a victim again.

Ari sighs as she looks at her title.

Ariana: It's almost enough to make me reluctant to defend this title but after the wars I had with Seleana and Melissa last cycle? I'm not about to give this title up that easily!

Pussy: One last thing, in your reign the wheel has given you a Submission Match, a Falls Count Anywhere Match and a Spider Web Match, what do you wish to see come up on the wheel tonight?

Ariana: That one's a lot easier to answer, I want something that plays to my strengths as a wrestler, namely my high-flying style! Jessie's a highflyer as well and I know she'll agree with me, and I did kinda get that with the Spider Web Match but I spent most of that match trying to keep my balance on the web! And knowing my luck? The wheel will probably stop on the Chamber of Extreme!

Pussy: That could happen, you know as well as I do how unpredictable the wheel is!

Ariana: Exactly!

Ariana says before holding up the Roulette Title.

Ariana: But the fact that I've gotten stipulations that have forced me out of my comfort zone because of the unpredictability of the wheel has just made me show how adaptable I am! Jessie, you've practically built your Hall of Fame Career on the back of the Bombshell Roulette Division but tonight you face someone who's ten years younger and ten times hungrier than you because I have a lot more left to prove than you! And you will bask in the Greek Angel's light!

Pussy: Back to you guys at ringside.

Ariana walks off as the scene fades.




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

Fragments Of Insanity by Necrodeath plays over the sounds system as Agostino Romano comes out with James Brown from the curtain, wearing green and yellow wrestling trousers with green and yellow elbow pads and green and yellow boots, having his fists in the air with James Brown following behind him.

Justin: "From Milan, Italy, he is Agostino Romano!"

Agostino does high fives to the crowd before seeing a kid in the front row which he pulls funny faces at along with giving them a hat from his Global Bike Championship days. He then goes inside of the ring and waves at the fans with the crowd cheering for him while James claps from outside of the ring before Agostino waits for his opponent to come out to the ring with James standing at ringside.

Justin: and his opponent... hailing from Baltimore, MD by way of Monterey, CA... Matthew Knox....

The houselights cut out, a single Raven cries out soon joined by another, then another until the cries of an entire unkindness fill the house sound system, soon broken by "Hell Broke Luce" by Tom Waits cutting through, the house lights coming up to a dull blue as a single white strobe light pulses in time to the song's percussion. Standing in the middle of that pulsing light, back to the ring, stands Matthew Knox adorned in his ring gear and a sleeveless hoodie. Arms outstretched like a bird in flight he pivots on a heel and begins making his way to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and picking a corner to charge and leap upon to scream the audience into a frenzy. He takes a lap around the ring, before kneeling in a corner and patiently waiting for the ring to sound.

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

DING DING DING!

Knox and Romano move in and shake hands before backing away and they circle the ring once more before moving in and locking up in the centre of the ring, but Knox quickly overpowers Romano and drives him into the corner, as the ref moves in and forces Knox to back off as Romano gets his hands up to avoid contact and Knox slowly backs off. Knox gives Romano a shove before backing off some more. Romano steps out from the corner and moves away, as Knox waits patiently for Romano before they move in and lock up once more.

Simone: Great respect between the two as they shake hand, as Romano acknowledges Knox on his comeback before circle the ring and get down to business, as Knox outpowers Romano and drives him into the corner.

Adams: The respect though quickly evaporates as Knox gives Romano a shove in the corner, showing that he means business before they lock up once again.

The lock up is only brief, as Knox breaks and grabs Romano into a headlock, where he cranks on it, until Romano brings his arms up into Knox's face and pushes him back into the ropes and once again the ref moves in and tells Romano to back up before getting to three and Romano backs off from Knox and takes a few steps back. Romano moves to the corner and waits for Knox to come forward, which he does, and they both circle the ring once again.

Adams: Knox opts to break the brief lock up and puts Romano into a headlock. He works it over briefly until Romano brings his arms up into his face and then pushes him up again the ropes and forces a rope break, as again the ref forces him back.

Knox offers a hand, as Romano contemplates it for a moment but doesn't accept it, as they are both hesitant, but Knox offers his hand again and Romano goes to take it, but Knox taps his hand and Romano shakes his head before offering his hand this time, but Knox doesn't take it and instead glares at him and steps forward, but Romano and backs away as does Knox. But they quickly rush back in and lock up but again only briefly as Knox breaks and grabs Romano's arm before locking in a wrist lock.

Simone: They move to the centre of the ring, as this time Knox offers up a test of strength, which Romano is very hesitant in responding but Romano puts his hand up, but it looks like Knox is only playing around and the test of strength never materialises.

Adams: the match neutralises again, before they rush in and lock up but again the lock up is brief and Knox puts Romano into a wrist lock.

Romano drops down to his knees, as Knox works over Romano's wrist and arm, as he drops his knee and twist and turns and add more pressure to wrist and on his shoulder. He climbs back to his feet as Romano follows and Knox yanks on his arm, which drops him to the mat as Knox continues to crank on Romano's wrist as he grimaces in pain. Romano rises back to his feet as he adjusts himself before dropping down and rolls across the back of his neck and climbs back to his feet and in turn countering into a wrist lock of his down and gets back at Knox with putting pressure on the wrist.

Adams: Knox works over the wrist and puts some pressure on Romano's shoulder. Romano looks in pain, but he eventually twists and turns the wrist lock into a hammerlock before dropping down and rolls across the back of his neck to counter the wrist into one of his own.

Knox flips forward, taking the pressure off his wrist and arm, he slowly makes his way to his feet, as Romano twist and turns and puts more pressure on Knox's wrist. Knox grimaces in pain, before dropping to a knee. Romano, however, quickly drags Knox up and into a headlock, but Knox pushes Romano up against the ropes, and then pushes Romano away and Romano bounces off the ropes and comes back at Knox and Knox shoulder block Romano down to the mat.

Simone: Knox is still working out Romano I think, but he quickly gets on top of him, as Romano tries to speed things up but Romano is met with a hard shoulder block from Knox and dropping him down to the mat.

Knox shakes his and head and then shakes one of his arm, as he looks down at Romano before bouncing off the rope, but Romano is prepare and flattens himself to the mat, and Knox leaps over him and Romano gets to his feet, as Knox hits the ropes and as he comes back, Romano leaps up and over Knox and Knox bounces off the ropes and Romano is back to his feet and as Knox comes back, Romano trip him up and Knox lands on the mat. Romano grabs Knox and rolls him up into a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Adams: Good little build up there... before Romano trips Knox and then rolls him up for a two count.

Knox kicks out, as he and Romano quickly get back to their feet, but Romano blinks first and hits a drop toe hold on Knox, before hooking a leg and locks in a crossface. Knox grimaces as he grabs at Romano's hands as he tries to break his grip as he kicks his free leg about. Romano cranks a little more on Knox's neck, as Knox uses his free leg to find the bottom rope, as he also uses his hands to claw on the mat, but it's his free leg that find the bottom rope and hangs it on there as the ref moves in and informs Romano of the foot.

Simone: Romano is phased by Knox's veteran status, as he locks in a crossface, but Knox somehow finds the bottom rope.

Adams: As you said he is a veteran, so he should know where the ropes are.

Romano releases and quickly climbs to his feet, where he turns and leaps onto the ropes and hits a springboard legdrop onto Knox and goes for another cover...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Romano climbs back to this feet and grabs Knox by the hair and pulls him up. He Irish whips into the ropes and as Knox comes back, Romano hits a spinebuster. Knox arches his back in pain, as Romano climbs back to his feet and turns and bounces off the ropes and hits a springboard moonsault and goes for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Th... kickout!

Simone: Knox is in trouble here as Romano hits a springboard legdrop onto him and into a two count, but it isn't enough, and Romano tries again this time with a spinebuster and then a springboard moonsault, but it still isn't enough.

Romano shakes his head, as he climbs to his feet once more and this time he grabs Knox's legs as he looks to make Knox's tap but as he turns, Knox kicks out and pushes Romano away, Romano stumbles forward before turning, as Knox crawls away. Romano moves after Knox and grabs him by the hair once more and pulls him up, but Knox surprises him with a knee to the stomach. Romano doubles over and Knox hits a ripcord knee strike.

Adams: Romano isn't showing it, but he is getting frustrated, as he looks for the figure four leg lock but Knox kicks him in the ass.

Simone: It gives Knox just enough of a break as Romano grabs Knox but Knox catches with him a knee to the stomach and then throws in a ripcord knee strike for good measure.

Romano stumbles backward and Knox rushes forward catching Romano with a boot to the face. Romano drops to the mat. Knox grabs Romano this time and pulls him up, where he whips him into the corner and Knox follows through with a splash and then a discus elbow. Knox rubs his elbow before grabbing Romano and pulls him up and begins to unleash a series of lefts and rights before throwing in some kicks.

Simone: Romano is stunned and can't answer to that or anything that Knox is directing at him. As Knox catches Romano with a boot, then a splash and a discus elbow.

Adams: Knox I think was biding his time and allowed Romano to get a comfortable before striking.

Knox takes a few steps backwards and drags Romano from the corner, where he a belly to belly suplex. Knox isn't done and he climbs to his feet and grabs Romano once more, where he lifts Romano's body onto his shoulders and then hits the Into The Void (GTS).

Simone: Definitely with some of those shots, as Knox hits a belly to bely before hitting the GTS and into a pin...

Knox goes for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Adams: Welcome back Matthew Knox.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall... Matthew Knox.

Knox's music hits over the p.a, as he climbs to his feet as the ref grabs his arm and raises it up in victory.




We see Melissa and Goth arrive at the arena as the camera crew awaits them. Goth stops and looks at Melissa, who gives him a kiss on the cheek.

Melissa: Why don't you go ahead already and I will join you later

Goth nods as he walks on as the camera turns towards Melissa

Melissa: I can tell you want to know how I am feeling after my match with Jessie, well I'm not going to make you happy and tell the world that I am still frustrated. No, because I feel liberated to be honest. Because even though she thinks that this was the end of it all, it isn't. I have talked with the staff and I got told that I can have a little surprise for our little Hall of Famer.

She smirks at the mention of that as she grabs the camera and stares at it intently

Melissa: Hear me Jessie?? I hope you will have your wonderful moment tonight. Educating another newbie in comparison of your long lasting career. I got a big surprise for you and I promise you, you won't have too long for that.

With that Melissa walks off and leaves the camera crew standing there while watching on




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see the two competitors in tonight's Bombshell Roulette Title Match, the reigning champion Ariana Angelos and her challenger Jessie Salco, who are waiting for their match type to be determined.

Simone: Those two women got big wins at High Stakes XII in their respective matches! Granted the fact that Ariana retained her title over Seleana is the whole reason she's defending the title tonight but Jessie went to war with Melissa in the Chamber of Extreme!

Adams: Speaking of Melissa, she's made a stink about the officiating in that Chamber of Extreme Match and is looking for another shot at Jessie! You can bet that she'll be watching this match closely.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready ladies?

Ariana: Always!

Jessie: Likewise!

Ms. Rocky Mountains nods before she gives the wheel a spin and the two Bombshells watch on intently, after a few seconds the wheel slows down and it looks like it'll stop on Chamber of Extreme.

Jessie: Well, looks like you couldn't escape that match after all!

Ariana: Will I ever ger a match type that plays to my strengths?

As Ariana is wondering this the wheel nudges over at the last second and it stops on a match type that has become iconic for this time of year.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tonight's Bombshell Roulette Title Match will be a Black Friday Brawl!

Simone: Falls Count Anywhere inside a Shopping Mall, that has become a favourite of Mark's over the years.

Adams: Last year Bill Barnhart defended the men's Roulette Title against Agostino Romano in that match type and now the women are getting a turn.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Drew will take you ladies and Justin to the mall, good luck!

The two Bombshells nod as they leave to prepare for the match.




Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control! Our next match was originally scheduled for High Stakes XII as it was meant to be Ariana Angelos's first defence of the Bombshell Roulette Title on PPV but Jessie Salco opted to delay it until after the Chamber of Extreme Match! Now the match will take place tonight in the annual tradition of the Black Friday Brawl!

Adams: It's a generational clash for the Bombshell Roulette Title! Ariana grew up watching Bombshells like Jessie defend the title and now she has to defend the title against someone who was her age when she won the title!

Simone: If you excuse us, we're going to quickly check for any grey hairs because of how old we feel after that sentence! Let's take it to Justin whose on location!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Bombshell Roulette Championship! Thanks to a spin of the wheel we know that it'll be a Black Friday Brawl Match!

The crowd cheers as Ariana is the first to enter the mall wearing her street clothes and proudly displaying the Bombshell Roulette Championship above her head.

Justin: Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, she is the reigning and defending Bombshell Roulette Champion, "The Greek Angel" Ariana Angelos!

Ariana holds her title above her head for a few more seconds before handing it to Drew.

Simone: Ariana has had quite the fortnight! She celebrated her twenty second birthday on the day after High Stakes XII and her fiancé Francisco proposed to her after their birthday meal!

Adams: It hasn't been all sunshine and rainbows for her though as the situation with her best friend HB Carter seems to get worse by the day!

Justin: Introducing the challenger, from Miami, Florida she is a member of the 2022 Hall of Fame Class, "The Heavy Metal Bombshell" Jessie Salco!

Simone: Jessie first entered SCW ten years ago at the age of twenty-two and since then she has been a consistent presence on the Bombshell Roster, she has held the Bombshell Roulette Title four times and looks to win it for the fifth time tonight!

Adams: Err, speaking of presence, where IS Jessie? It's not like her to no show a title match!

Ariana quickly realizes that Jessie is not entering through the other entrance to the mall and share a confused look with Drew, but the camera catches Jessie (also in her street clothes) calmly walking up behind the Greek American Bombshell with a chair in hand.

Jessie: Rule #1 of Title Matches!

Ariana quickly realizes what's about to happen but before she can react Jessie slams the steel chair unto her back sending her sprawling to the malls floor,

Jessie: Don't let your guard down! Ring the damn bell!

Drew reluctantly calls for the bell and the moment he does Jessie rolls Ariana onto her back and goes for a pin.

DING DING DING!

ONE!

TWO!

And Ariana kicks out!

Simone: I was not expecting those kind of tactics from Jessie, especially when you remember that she's been a mentor figure for Ariana and Krystal!

Adams: It's No DQ however and whilst Ari is a sweetheart, I don't think she has the same killer instinct as Jessie and Jessie's looking to exploit that!

Jessie shakes her head when she sees that Ari has kicked out but she doesn't relent knowing that the title is on the line, Jessie goes to swing the chair again but notices to Ari is trying to create some distance between herself and the veteran Bombshell shakes her head before picking up Ariana with her free hand.

Jessie: Do you remember what Rule #2 is Ari?

Jessie asks before she swings for the fences with the chair aiming for Ari's head but Ari ducks out of the way and when Jessie turns around Ariana dropkicks the chair right into Jessie's face sending the chair flying in the process!

Ariana: Learn how to fight back just as hard? I learned that from watching you!

Simone: What are these rules that Jessie keeps referring to?

Adams: Well it's a title match so maybe it's her rules for any title match she enters? Ari seems familiar with them at the very least!

Ari gives Jessie a chance to get back to her feet and we can see that Jessie's stitches from the Chamber of Extreme Match has been opened up from the impact causing blood to spill from her forehead, Jessie quickly realizes this for herself but doesn't get much chance to dwell on that as Ariana charges at Jessie causing the two to engage in a brawl that takes them all over the mall with Drew and the camera crew in hot pursuit! The brawl spills into a nearby elevator and a cameraman follows them in just before the door closes (Drew and the rest of the camera crew just take the stairs) and the cameraman gets a nice close-up view of the action as the two Brunette Bombshells trade blows.

Simone: I don't think Ari or Jessie were ready for that kind of close-up!

Adams: To be fair, there's a lot of stuff that Ari hasn't been ready for since the match began thanks to that cheap shot from Jessie!

The elevator stops on the second floor of the mall and Jessie is sent flying out of the elevator by a hard right hand from Ari who takes the opportunity to go for the pin on Jessie.

ONE!

TWO!

And Jessie shoots the should up refusing to stay down! The elevator doors close behind them and Ari picks up Jessie only for the veteran Bombshell to break free of Ari's grip and nail her with a punch to the throat! Ari doesn't get a chance to register what just happened as Jessie grabs her by her long black hair and starts ramming her face first into the closed elevator door repeatedly eventually busting open the young Bombshell.

Jessie: Rules #3: if your defeated, dust yourself off and get back up again!

With that third rule Jessie throws Ari to the matt and goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Ari gets the shoulder up! Without even thinking about it for a second Jessie takes off her denim "battle jacket" vest, wraps it up and starts choking Ariana with it.

Jessie: Rule #5: if defeated, try to do better next time!

Drew: Come on Jess, that's enough!

Jessie: What are you going to do? Disqualify me?

Simone: Jessie has a point, the Black Friday Braws have always been No Disqualifications because of their nature as Falls Count Anywhere Matches!

Adams: And that's bad news for Ari!

However the momentary distraction allows Ari to recover long enough to headbutt Jessie from behind breaking the veteran Bombshell's grip and giving Ari a chance to recover from the choking attempt.

Ariana: If I wanted to get choked, I would've brought Francisco with me!

Simone: Never thought I'd have to say this to a competitor in the match but KEEP IT CLEAN ARIANA!

Adams: She had better refocus on Jessie if she wants to retain though!

Following her crude comment Ari spins around and spears Jessie right into the closed elevator door! Ariana pulls Jessie away from the elevator and goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: NO! Jessie gets the shoulder up! But Ariana did pin Alicia Lukas with a spear so her logic was solid there!

Adams: Almost as solid as those elevator doors!

Ariana is the first one to get back to her feet and she heads into a nearby toy store to try to get some distance between herself and Jessie, this doesn't last long though because Jessie follows Ari into the toy store and upon seeing Jessie giving chase Ari swings with the first toy that she can get her hands on, unfortunately it's a toy lightsabre and the plastic doesn't have quite the same effect on Ari as it would normally! Jessie goes for a running clothesline but Ari ducks goes for another swing with the toy lightsabre which Jessie blocks with a toy lightsabre of her own.

Simone: And suddenly I've got the Star Wars theme stuck in my head!

Adams: Hey! Ari vs. Jessie is better than any of the recent Star Wars films and you know it!

Jessie and Ari have a mock lightsabre duel as the two women vie for the advantage, even throwing in the odd call back to the actual Star Wars films as they go along, after a few minutes Ari plunges her lightsabre right under Jessie's armpit and the veteran pretends to double over in defeat before yanking Ari in and hitting her with a TKO! Jessie quickly goes for the pin thinking that she has the match won.

ONE!

TWO!

And Ari gets the shoulder up!

Simone: Ari's not giving up her title without a fight!

Adams: And it's a fight she's getting from Jessie!

Jessie shakes her head before she leaves the toy store and stops to catch a break by the railing! Suddenly Ari comes charging from the toy story AND JESSIE GOES TO BACKDROP ARI OVER THE RAILING! Fortunately for Ari the young Bombshell catches herself on the railing stopping her fall as she starts to pull herself up and starts brawling with Jessie again, albeit with one hand because she needs the other hand to keep her grip.

Simone: That's a perilous position for Ari to be in!

Adams: I hope Francisco isn't watching because his wife to be is in serious trouble thanks to Jessie!

After a few seconds of brawling Ari manages to gain the advantage with a leaping Enziguri to the face of Jessie! This stuns Jessie long enough for Ari to pull herself back over the railing where the champion goes to drag her challenger away from the railing but Jessie rams Ari back first into the railing! Jessie backs up a bit and goes to deliver the "End of the Line" Shotgun Dropkick to Ariana but Ari dodges it causing Jessie to hit the dropkick on the railing instead! Jessie pulls herself up and Ari runs and attempts a Hurricanrana.

THE HURRICANRANA SUCCEEDS, BUT IT SENDS JESSIE OVER THE RAILING AND TO THE FLOOR BELOW!

Simone: OH MY GOD! THAT COULD'VE KILLED JESSIE!

Adams: THANK GOD IT DIDN'T BUT SURELY ARI HAS THE TITLE IN THE BAG NOW!

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Ari looks horrified at what she has just done to the SCW Hall of Famer but somehow, Jessie is still moving down on the floor, Ari's competitor instincts kick in AND SHE CLIMBS ON TOP OF THE RAILING!

Ariana: Hey Jess, you awake?

Jessie: Did anyone catch the number of that tank?

Ariana: Thought so, what was that sixth rule again?

Jessie: If you win the title, party like the motherfucking world is going to end tomorrow morning! Same goes for retaining it!

Ariana: Don't think I'll be in the mood for that after this!

ARI HITS THE ANGEL'S DESCENT OFF THE RAILING CRASHING ONTO JESSIE ON THE GROUND FLOOR!

Simone: OH MY GOD! ANGEL'S DESCENT OFF THE RAILING!

Adams: Stick a fork in Jessie, she's done!

Drew rushes down the stairs to check on both Bombshells ad they are (somehow) still conscious, but Ari only has enough strength in hair to lay one arm across Jessie's midsection for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL THE BOMBSHELLL ROULETTE CHAMPION, ARIANA ANGELOS!

Simone: Ariana retains the title in her fourth defence, Jessie came into the match with a game plan but it wasn't enough!

Adams: What will it take for someone to take the belt off Ari?

Medics rush onto the scene to check on both Bombshells but Ari has just enough energy to celebrate with her title.




In the Walter Pyramid's backstage area, the Troll is hustling away as quickly as he is able, arm in arm with the mysterious blonde woman when...

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Excuse me, Troll? ... Troll!

The Troll: What!?

The Troll jumps like a startled puppy and spins around to find the buxom Ms. Rocky Mountains addressing him. But before he can say anything or Ms. Rocy can address him, the woman steps directly in front of him and jams a finger in the face of the comely reporter.

Woman: You better not be up to anything with MY MAN!

Ms. Rocky steps back with a bewildered look on her face as the Troll looks smug as can be.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Certainly not! I was just... wait. Did you say 'your man'?

Woman: That's right! You wanna make something outta it!?

The woman has her hands set firmly on her hips as the Troll steps up and drapes a flabby arm around her shoulder.

The Troll: Don't sweat the small stuff, babe. This one isn't worth it.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I beg your pardon!?

The Troll scoffs.

The Troll: Forget the begging, dollface. You had your chance. Now I got a REAL woman!

The Troll turns to the young woman and the two proceed to lock lips in a disgusting public display of affection that reminds one of a fish with its mouth locked on the surface of a fish tank. Ms. Rocky is clearly repulsed as they separate and the woman wraps both arms around his neck.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You - weren't kidding when you told everyone...

The Troll: Why does everyone keep saying that!? THIS is my girlfriend! Katherine Lytter!

Ms. Rocky looks back and forth between both of them...

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Sooo... 'Kitty"..

Kitty: DON'T CALL ME THAT!!!

She lunges for Ms. Rocky but a laughing Troll grabs his girlfriend by the arms and manages to pull her away as the reporter stares after them, aghast!




Jessie returns to the arena after a hard fought match when suddenly Melissa's approaches while applauding the veteran

Simone: I don't like the look of this one

Melissa stands looking across the room at Jessie

Melissa: I just want to give you my respect for your career Jessie, as well as congratulating you with another impressive match. I mean seriously, you and Ariana just rocked the show.

Jessie cocks her head sideways, anticipating something coming from Melissa as she looks around her at ringside

Melissa: Oh no Jessie, don't worry. There won't be any attacks. You see, I have been thinking. You wanted to settle the score between me and you a few weeks ago right???

Jessie can be seen saying yes

Melissa: Well, I couldn't help but realize that nothing is quite settled between us. We are tied one win apiece and I couldn't help but notice that I am not going to let you walk away with that with he thought that you got the better of me!!!

The crowd boos Melissa

Melissa: That's why I want to ask you to meet me inside the ring next week, where I will issue an open challenge to you... for a final match between you and me.... So if you got the guts to accept that final confrontation, then I issue to show up next week and hear me out... To hear out what I got in mind....Are you in Jessie???

Melissa is grinning before walking off, not allowing Jessie to answer her.




The camera returns to the ringside area where head referee, Jasmine St. John, enters the six-sided ring. She takes her place to the right of Justin Decent as the announcements are ready to commence.

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

"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: Currently in the ring! From Manchester in the United Kingdom! Weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds - Miles "Milo" Kasey!

Milo springs to the middle turnbuckle in the corner with arms raised, greeting the cheering fans!

Justin: And introducing his opponent...!

The lights in the arena go down and the sounds of organs fill the arena. After few moments, the first guitar rifts of Deep Purple's "Bad Attitude" fill the arena and the house lights come up and "Godly" Ken Davison stands at the top of the entrance ramp with his arms extended. The arena fills with boos, but Davison soaks them in as though they were the adulation of the masses and he was a returning war hero.

Justin: From Baltimore, Maryland! Weighing two hundred and nineteen pounds -- "Godly" Ken Davison!

Davison marches down to thing right with a sense of self righteous pomposity. He ignores the crowd, taking the most direct path to the ring steps, pausing to wipe his boots before getting in the ring. He stands in the center of the ring with his arms extended as the music cuts out.

Simone: Both of these men here tonight recently lost their respective championships at High Stakes XII. Miles, the Roulette Championship and Ken Davison, the World Heavyweight title.

Adams: And Christian announced in two weeks they both get their return match so whoever wins here tonight goes into their match with the momentum on their side.

Jasmine calls for the opening bell!

DING DING DING!

At the sound of the opening bell, both men come from out of their corners and they circle the ring, sizing one another up. Miles stands ready and Ken looking his opponent up and down with a smirk on his face. They pause and lock up, collar and elbow style. Both men struggle to exert their advantage over the other and Miles wrests control over Davison, taking his arm under his own in an extended wrist lock. Miles bends him backward with his arm as leverage, then ducks under and somersaults over and leg trips him down to the mat, holding him at bay with an overhead arm lock on the canvas.

Adams: I think Ken came into this match against Miles, taking him a little lightly.

Simone: And Miles is taking advantage of that from the offset. He's a gifted aerial wrestler but has switched things up and is taking Ken out of his comfort zone with a mat based strategy.

But Ken is far from beat as he rolls backwards to rise to his knees and he drives a knee into Miles's midsection before snapmaring him over. Ken wraps an arm around his chin from behind on the mat but the quicker of the two - Miles - counters by slipping out of the hold and pinning the former Heavyweight Champion down on the mat in a hammerlock.

Adams: Boy! The Godly One really wasn't expecting Miles to go this route!

Simone: He more than likely planned for an aerial assault and this has thrown Ken off his game plan.

Slowly, Ken forces his way first to his knees and then to a standing position while still trapped in the hold. Ken then ducks under to reverse the hammerlock but instead releases a surprised Miles - and he slaps the taste right out of his mouth!

Adams: Oo! Dayum! Bitch slap!

Miles holds his face, caught by surprise, but then his face darkens in annoyance and he swings wildly at Ken but Davison ducks and he takes Miles to the mat in a drop toe hold. Ken rolls through and rises at his feet, trapping Miles in an ankle lock submission!

Simone: Okay NOW Ken is taking this match against Miles much more seriously! He's getting back to his MMA based attack and working Miles over!

Indeed so as Ken works the joints in Miles's ankle, twisting his foot around at the ankle and bending it back. Jasmine asks Miles if he wants to submit but Miles will not go down so easily. Miles extends an arm, reaching for the ropes but Ken counters by dragging him back to the center of the ring and out of reach. Ken then crosses his legs over in a cloverleaf submission and sits almost on the very back of Kasey's head, folding him backwards nearly in half!

Simone: Look at the unnatural way Ken has Miles bent! It's not just his back and legs he's working over in that one, single hold but his neck is twisted around as well!

Miles is clearly in a bad way with his body twisted around from head to toe, but he still won't give Ken the satisfaction of a submission victory! Miles then uses his one good arm to press against the canvas and rise up to help alleviate some of he pressure against him. Miles then turns inside of the hold and falls back close enough to the ropes where he is able to grab hold of the bottom rope, forcing a break.

Adams: But Ken isn't too anxious to let go of Miles just yet!

Jasmine orders him to let go but as Ken just shakes his head 'no' at the official, Jasmine begins her count against him!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

And finally Ken does indeed release Mile before further risking a disqualification! Miles staggers back to his feet, holding his back and Ken moves in quickly and staggers him back into the corner with a European uppercut, followed quickly with a head butt strike right between the eyes! Ken then kicks Miles in the back of the knee, causing him to drop into the corner on his backside. Ken grabs him again by the boot but this time before the ankle lock can be applied again, Miles turns over and somersaults, throwing Ken off and Ken tumbles forward, his face striking the middle turnbuckle.

Adams: Ken is dazed from that!

Miles moves in and grabs him around the waist from behind but Ken swings an elbow back into Miles's head, knocking him loose! Miles staggers around and Ken takes him by the arm and Irish whips him into the far corner. Ken races in right after him but Miles back flips over Davison's own back and lands right behind him! Ken spins around and Miles comes flying in with a vertical dropkick that knocks Ken back into the corner himself! Ken falls to his keister and Miles comes charging in with a double knee attack! Miles quickly drags the dazed Ken from the corner and Miles jumps onto the middle turnbuckle and catapults back with a moonsault onto Davison!

Simone: He's not going for the cover! That could be a mistake!

Miles jumps right back up and he jumps one turnbuckle higher and this time comes off with a corkscrew senton, landing full weight across Ken's sternum! Miles reaches back and hooks the leg!

Adams: NOW he is!

ONE!

TWO!

Ken gets a shoulder up!

Simone: Not quite enough!

Miles drags Ken to his feet and sends him hard into the far corner where he follows in with a leaping avalanche! Ken falls to the mat in the corner as Miles walks full circle around the ring, rallying the SCW Universe who cheer him on! Miles then comes charging in and he LEAPS for a Bronco Buster but Ken moves at the last split second and Miles lands on the turnbuckles and falls, hitting the back of his head!

Simone: Miles wasted a bit too much time but that is a risk when you're in there against an opponent the caliber of Ken Davison!

Ken stands up and he proceeds to drop one knee right after the other down into Kasey's exposed head! Ken then drops down, straddling Miles's sternum and Ken lashes out with a series of lefts and rights, utilizing strong style strikes into Miles's head as he tries to block the blows!

Adams: Look at the glazed look in MIles's eyes! He looks out of it!

Simone: Most would be after taking stiff shots like that from a man like Ken Davison!

Ken drags Miles up into a front face lock, then reaches down and cradles a leg. Ken lifts him up - and delivers a fisherman's brain buster! Ken with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Kick out by Miles!

Adams: Miles is still in this!

Ken stares down at Miles who isn't moving with cold eyes. He slowly and sinisterly crawls around over toward his head where he grabs Miles by the sides of his head and he begins to drive one knee after another into Mils's exposed head. Ken stands up slowly, bringing Miles up along and into a vertical standing position.

Simone: Miles is dead weight at this point. Jasmine could make a decision and call this match.

Ken sends Miles into the corner with an Irish whip, Miles's back striking hard against the turnbuckles! Ken then comes charging in but Miles suddenly jumps up at the last split second and brings Ken out of the corner with a tornado DDT, spiking Davison's skull into the canvas! Ken's body is practically upside down for a brief moment before SLOWLY toppling over!

Adams: That's why you can't count Miles out!

Simone: But now BOTH men are down and out on the canvas!

Jasmine checks both men and then stands over them both and begins counting against them!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

Miles and Ken are both back on their feet! The fans cheer their appreciation as Ken swings for a spinning back fist but Miles ducks and he instead jumps for a leaping Enzugari but Ken ducks! Miles is back up and Ken scoops him up for a body slam but Miles counters, shifting his way onto Davison's shoulders and he falls back for a reverse Frankensteiner!

Simone: The SECOND straight time Miles has planted Ken's head into the canvas!

Miles with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Ken gets a shoulder up!

Adams: SO! CLOSE!

Miles brings Ken up to his feet again and attempts an Irish whip into the ropes but Ken hangs on and counters with a reversal and an Irish whip of his own! Ken attempts a discus clothesline but Miles ducks under and behind and he attempts a crucifix but slides down Davison's back instead for a sunset flip! Ken then drops down, his knees on Miles's shoulders...!

ONE!

TWO!

Ken grabs the ropes for leverage!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner - "GODLY" KEN DAVISON!!

The crowd boos as Ken immediately rolls out of the ring and celebrates with both arms raised while Miles pleads his case to Jasmine to no avail!

Adams: Dammit! Miles had everything going for him until Ken used the ropes for a cheap win!

Simone: More and more, week after week, you can just SEE the influence that Masque has had on that man!




Showing clear reluctance in the way she shuffles closer, incremental side steps as if slowly advancing into a fire or some conflagration, SCW's resident backstage reporter Rocky Mountains hesitantly extends a trembling arm out, microphone in hand.

Standing ahead, the tall, lithe form of the World Bombshells' Champion watches her slowly, painfully edge forwards; bright blue eyes fixed from behind the wide composite cutouts of a matt-white mask. At her side, one of SCW's newer talents in Avalon Blackthorn holds the title belt draped over her shoulder.

The reporter manages to tear her own gaze away from Masque's and over to the crude, heart-shaped motif scrawled on the faceplate in a congealed, crimson mess.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Miss DeLune, given what Amber Ryan said last week ... Do you intend to accept her challenge?

Avalon snorts, shifting the weight of the Championship, while the Champion herself says nothing except to glance at her new, apparent accomplice. Or protege. Or both.

Avalon Blackthorn: Feels like we're moving backwards, doesn't it?

The report frowns, swinging the microphone towards the newcomer.

Avalon Blackthorn: Instead of seeing something new, the same old stuff just keeps getting regurgitated up. Same old faces. Same old tired faces who should just stay in the past where they belong.

Avalon taps a thumb against the title she holds.

Avalon Blackthorn: This doesn't belong to Amber. It hasn't since Roxi took it from her. Yet she's out there – last week – talking like months haven't gone by. Like the whole world hasn't moved on. Like somehow, she's still the centre of the universe. Look around.

The rookie glances up at Masque, who subtly dips her chin slightly.

Avalon Blackthorn: Did you see it?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: See what?

Avalon Blackthorn: A hurricane get blown out. Amber put down and retired. Did you see it?

The report nods.

Avalon Blackthorn: Everyone saw it, she felt it. So I guess I'm not clear on why Amber just picked up where she left off. Her time under the spotlights that get carted around the country on the back of a bunch of trucks is over. It was over before she had a decade scrubbed off the end of her life courtesy of the current Champion, and it didn't get any less over thereafter.

Lifting the Bombshells' Title off her shoulder, Avalon tilts it towards the camera.

Avalon Blackthorn: If this is her heart, consider it a candidate for transplant to someone more deserving. Someone who doesn't spin the same boring story to the point I'd question whether we just skipped from June to November inside of one day. At least I'd question it, if I hadn't watched her struggle to get to the toilet unaided. Where was all that fire and fury we sawn earlier tonight in that ring, when I needed it a few weeks ago? When I did what she couldn't – wouldn't – and backed up words with meaningful, painful action ...

She stops, works and clenches her jaw in subtle reflex to the memory of hard plastic phalanges pressing down on soft tissue. Masque stays almost perfectly still, listening.

Avalon Blackthorn: As for the challenge ...

She smirks, looking straight down the lens.

Avalon Blackthorn: You said it was time to finish this, Amber, but you're three months too late. This was finished when you gave up. This whole thing was done when you surrendered, stayed away watching your dogs run around the front porch. Nobody took anything from you: not this title, not your career. You gave it all up yourself.

From her side, the reigning World Champion simply nods subtly again.

Avalon Blackthorn: It's already finished, Amber. You lost.

Jerking a thumb in the direction of the taller woman, Avalon offers the camera a grin eerily reminiscent of a certain cocky redhead, with all the credentials needed to justify the arrogance mirrored in someone years younger – but no less scarred by mean streets and the meaner people who walk them.

Avalon Blackthorn: ... Welcome to the Rapture, Red.




The scene opens backstage at Climax Control following the Black Friday Brawl Roulette Title Match between Ariana Angelos and Jessie Salco that saw Ariana retain the title, Ariana is seen returning to the arena but she is clearly in a lot of pain from the ending to the match.

Ariana: They never said retaining SCW Titles was easy but that was especially brutal.

Ariana mutters as she looks at the Roulette Title, she then hears applause from nearby and looks up seeing Jessie standing there with a blank expression on her face.

Jessie: Didn't think you had it in you.

Ariana: What? This?!

Ariana asks as she holds up the Roulette Title.

Ariana: Ask Seleana and Melissa how that worked out for them when they challenged me during the last cycle, I've proven myself as a champion!

Jessie: Seleana is a hall of a wrestler but she's been in a slump for years, Melissa was not only in a slump but she has a lot to learn as a wrestler, me?

Jessie says as she points at the Roulette Title.

Jessie: I helped make the Roulette Division what it is today and since I let Krystal wrestle Sam in my place at Violent Conduct VIII in my place I've been on a role! La Rosa Ardiente? Beaten, Mercedes and Bea? Beaten, Melissa? Beaten!

Jessie says as she walks up to the taller Bombshell.

Jessie: You're the first person to defeat me in months! Say what you will about my win/loss record but that has to count for something.

Ariana: What do you want? A medal? More pain meds?

Jessie shakes her head.

Jessie: I've already had my pain meds, and a medal? I've got a Hall of Fame plaque on my mantlepiece back home and this!

Jessie shows off her Hall of Fame ring (which is just above her wedding ring) to both the camera and Ariana.

Jessie: I don't need a fucking medal!

Ariana: Then what DO you want?!

Jessie: I want you to continue to thrive.

Ariana: Excuse me?

Jessie: As of last week, you are the same age as I was when I entered SCW, Happy belated Birthday by the way, but I never got to enjoy the reign you and Krystal have had, am just a little bit bitter about that?

Jessie looks at her Hall of Fame ring before forming a fist and shaking her head.

Jessie: I was but this Hall of Fame ring helps take away a lot of the edge from that! Simply put Ari, I want you to have the reign that I was repeatedly denied.

Ariana: And yet you didn't take it easy on me back there.

Jessie: I didn't get in the Hall of Fame by taking it easy on anyone kid, no matter how much I like them! Don't believe me? Ask Amy next time she's in town, she'll have stories!

Ariana nods as she gets the idea.

Ariana: I'd better go get my pain meds.

Jessie: Good idea, but one last thing?

Without prompting Jessie pulls Ari into a congratulatory hug.

Jessie: Congratulations on four successful defences and your engagement kid, I'll be watching the fifth defence if and when that happens!

Ariana: Thanks, I guess.

Ariana returns the hug before they break it off.

Ariana: Could've warned me though! You know, I'm feeling sore as heck and all!

Jessie: Should've thought of that before you hit a Corkscrew Shooting Star Press on me from the floor above!

Ariana: Good point! Well, see you!

Ariana walks off as the scene fades.




Justin: Our next match is a Standard Rules match with the winner determined by pinfall, submission, knock out, or count out. First to make her way to the ring, she hails from London, England, and she stands in at five feet two inches and one hundred ten pounds, please give a great Long Beach, California, welcome to DIAMONE STEELE!!!

Diamond and the Gem Stones begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does we are able to see the likes of the Gem Stones playing on the Tron screen. Ruby, Emerald, and Sapphire are all playing various instruments as we are able to see Diamond Steele emerge from the backstage area with a mic in her hand. She sings as loudly as she can to the sound of roaring cheers. Kate smirks as she just sings loudly which results in even more cheers. Diamond finally makes her way to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd who cheers louder than before. She waves at them off as she throws the microphone to the side. She smirks as she opens up a pocket mirror and takes a moment to admire how beautiful her hair is as she waits for Melissa to make her way to the ring so that the match can begin.

Adams: Oh, man, what a cheesy entrance! Diamond doesn't stand a chance against Melissa.

Simone: Oh, Jason, you say stuff like this all the time and most of the time you are wrong.

Justin: Next to make her way to the ring, she hails from Manhattan, New York, and she stands in at five feet nine inches and one hundred thirty pounds, please give a great Long Beach, California, welcome to MELISSA!!!

The crowd immediately rises up is mostly boos as it is apparent these West Coast people don't like people who are from New York.

Simone: Awww. . .seems like Melissa is getting the West Coast treatment as people here on the West Coast don't like people from the East Coast especially those from New York.

Adams: Whatever! When the final bell rings we'll find out if I was right in my prediction for this match or if you were.

Love You To Death from Type O Negative begins to play and we hear a violin and a piano playing softly in the background before the dark voice of Peter Steele can be heard softly singing until he utters "the Beast is Going to get ya yeah. . ." This causes flames to shoot out from the entrance ramp as Melissa walks out to from the backstage area accompanied by her man Goth. The two walk down the ramp to the ring and they totally ignoring the disrespectful crowd until they reach the middle of the ramp way. Melissa extends her arms as we hear Peter Steele sing "Your wish is my command" causing Goth to take off Melissa's robe that she is wearing as that reveals her in-ring wrestling gear. Melissa walks towards the ring, slides underneath the bottom rope, and stares at the crowd for a moment before turning her gaze towards Goth as we hear the chorus softly start to swing "Let me Love you. . .To death. . ." as the two blow a romantic kiss towards at each other. When the music dies out Melissa turns and glares as Diamond.

Referee Jacob Summers motions for Diamond Steele and Melissa to join him in the center of the ring. He goes over with them that this is a Singles Rules match with the winner determined by Pinfall, Submission, Knock Out, or a Count Out. He then checks Melissa and Diamond to ensure they are clean of weapons or foreign substances on their skin or wrestling attire. When he is satisfied both are clean Referee Summers orders them to return to their corners and come out fighting when the bell from the Timekeeper rings. When both are properly in their corners Referee Summers motions to the Timekeeper to ring the bell and this match is officially underway.

DING DING DING!

Melissa immediately charges across the ring at Diamond Steele slamming her into the the corner. Melissa immediately drives series of knees into the midsection of Steele before allowing Diamond to get upright. When she does Melissa Irish Whips Steele across the ring into a corner. Melissa follows her towards the opposite turnbuckles for a running splash against her spine but Diamond jumps up on the turnbuckle and jumps over Melissa and lands behind her. Diamond drops Melissa with a drop toe hold before locking her in a front face lock, Melissa struggled to get out of the hold and she finally manages to escape and grabs Diamond by the arms. She lifts Steele up in the air and sets her up for a modified Back to Back suplex as she drops Diamond hard on the canvas before slowly sitting up.

Adams: Melissa wants to dictate the pace by not giving the smaller and faster Diamond Steele a chance to pick up the speed.

Melissa turns her attention towards Diamond and grabs her by the hair Jacob Summer starts to warn her to let go before starting to use the five count. Melissa finally lets go before locking Diamond in a Camel Clutch submission hold and pulls hard on the chin as Jacob starts to ask the veteran Bombshell whether she wishes to give up but refuses.

Simone: We all know that Diamond can take a lot of pain and come back, but will she be able to take the pain of Melissa's Camel Clutch??

Diamond is waving her hand to signal towards Jacob Summers that she is still in this match while trying to push her legs to her knees and free her arms from the position that they are on the legs of the bigger Melissa. She finally manages to free her arms and slips underneath Melissa before pushing Melissa towards the ropes. Melissa's upper body rests over the middle rope as Diamond runs towards the ropes where she is seated and jumps on the back of Melissa and Melissa falls on her back to the canvas after having her back snap in an awkward angle as Diamond goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Melissa manages to bench press Diamond off of her as she slowly tries to sit up while holding her back in pain. Diamond runs the ropes and goes for a running knee towards the face of Melissa but the bigger woman surprises her by jumping towards her with a spear that crushes Diamond Steele. Melissa shakes her head and starts to drive forearms towards the face that is barely covered by Diamond in an attempt to protect herself.

Adams: That spear knocked the breath out of Diamond.

Simone: Melissa grabs Diamond and lifts her up on her shoulder and drops her hard with a Power Slam before going for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

TH. . .

Diamond gets her shoulder off the canvas just before the count of three. Melissa is upset she didn't get the pinfall so she wraps her arm around the throat of Diamond with a reverse chin lock while leaning her weight over the neck and back of Steele. Jacob Summers checks in on Diamond to determine whether she is able to continue and to ensure the arm of Melissa is not across the throat in a choke but around her chin. Diamond tries to push her fingers between her head and arm of Melissa as Jacob notices the arm is underneath the throat and he orders Melissa to let go.

Simone: Uh oh, Melissa is pissed!!!

Melissa gets face to face with the Referee Jacob Summers staring him down with an angry look before turning her attention back to Diamond Steele. Melissa sees that Diamond is crawling towards the ring ropes so Melissa grabs her by the head and pushes it on the bottom rope before pushing her foot on the back of her neck while counting along with the five count of Referee Summers.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Melissa removes her foot off the neck from Diamond stopping the Referee's count at four. Melissa turns her attention towards Referee Summers and smirks before turning her attention towards the fans as she oozes confidence.

Adams: Melissa is in control of the match and in control of Diamond.

Simone: Although that is true I think Melissa will not want to make further mistakes in this match as she learned that concept against Jessie Salco recently.

Melissa turns her attention back to Diamond as she grabs her by the head and lifts her up to her feet. She then whips Steele into the ropes and goes for a clothesline but Diamond ducks underneath the attempted clothesline as she runs towards the opposite side of the ring. When she reaches the ropes she jumps off the ropes and goes for a Cross Body Block only to be caught by Melissa who executes a Samoan Drop as Diamond falls towards the edge of the ring. Melissa sits up and crawls towards Diamond and grabs her by both arms and drags her towards the middle of the ring. There she keeps hold of both hands and starts to kick the face of Diamond as she is incapable to defend herself before dropping down with a head butt before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Again Diamond manages to get her shoulder off the canvas to break the pinfall count. She is also holding her hands to her face as she appears to be in pain. Melissa doesn't back off on Diamond but instead she grabs Steele by the arms and lifts her up on her feet and sets her up for a Body Slam. Diamond manages to slip out of her grip and lands behind Melissa and delivers a dropkick to her back. Melissa hits the ropes and when she comes off the ropes Diamond executes a dropkick to her face. This causes Melissa to stagger back into the ropes as Steele sets herself up for a running clothesline but Melissa catches Diamond by the arm and she executes a short arm clothesline. Melissa grabs Diamond by the head once more and lifts her up to her feet then whips her into the ropes and then hits her with her patented finishing move.

Simone: Shade of Black!!!!

The heavy kick drops Diamond Steele on her back, Melissa stands over her for a moment before extending her arms and stares into the camera as we can see her mention Jessie Salco to the camera before putting her foot on the lifeless body of Diamond Steele.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match by pinfall!! MELISSA!!!!

Melissa's music hits as she takes her off the lifeless body of Diamond Steele. She walks to the side of the ring and slides underneath the bottom rope and walks off along with Goth again to a major chorus of boos from the fans.

Simone: A dominant showing of Melissa. She wanted to make a statement and she did!!!




The scene opens backstage where we see Jessie sitting in the meds office following her failed Roulette Title attempt against Ari.

Medic: Don't worry Jessie, you'll be out of here in no time.

Jessie: I got hurricanranered from the second floor down to the ground floor and then had a full-grown woman crash onto me, the fact that your telling me that I'll be out of here in no time is NOT COMFORTING!

Medic: I understand but I can only do so much from here, I recommend going to the hospital to get checked out, as well as those nagging injuries.

This catches Jessie's attention.

Jessie: Those nagging injuries were never a big deal before.

Medic: No but between this and the Chamber of Extreme Match? I'm worried that you may have aggravated them, could be nothing serious but you never know.

Jessie sighs as she runs a hand through her hair.

Jessie: Can you at least give me pain meds before I head off? I feel like I've been through a warzone.

Medic: Off course, after I get your head wound stitched.

Jessie nods without another word as the scene fades.




We cut backstage to find Kayla Richards, in her ring gear, with the SCW Internet title over her shoulder. She smiles as she turns a corner and almost has a skip in her step..

Kayla Richards: Finn! Hey!

And sure enough, SCW World champion, Finn Whelan stands in front of her, his he3ad turning with a half smirk as he sees her before quickly hiding it..

Finn Whelan: Hey, what's up?

She smiles and clears her throat before adjusting her title.

Kayla Richards: I just wanted to wish you luck. I mean, I know you don't need it and one on one in a fair match Barnhart you win every time, but you know it won't be fair. You know Bea will be there...so...if you ne-

Finn Whelan: Hold up....IK know what you're about to say...

Finn sighs heavily and shakes his head..

Finn Whelan: I'm aware that Bill and Bea are always in each others pocket, I understand Bill will use his wife to beat anyone and everyone. So I get it. But, I need you to promise you won't get involved...no matter what

Kayla Richards: But, Finn I

He reaches out and grabs her shoulders.

Finn Whelan: Promise me Kayla...

Kayla Richards: .....fine....

Finn Whelan: Thank you...

He gives her a small nod, turning and moving away, leaving Kayla with a sneer on her face.




Backstage, SCW Hall of Famer Mercedes Vargas graces our screen as backstage interviewer Ms. Rocky Mountains stands by for an on-the-spot interview.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Mercedes, 2022 hasn't exactly been the year you've expected, but tonight you have a championship opportunity when you challenge Kayla Richards for the Bombshell Internet Championship, a title you've last held six years ago.

Mercedes: That's right, Rocky. Kayla probably wasn't expecting to defend her championship right after High Stakes, but here we are. Not that I'm complaining. Kayla wanted a match this weekend? Well, she's got one. She deserves someone who will push her. I say why not me?

Mercedes gives a nonchalant shrug of her shoulders.

Mercedes: When you go out in the ring and do what you do better than anyone in the company, you kind of get complacent, so I see where people like Kayla and others are coming from about my work ethic lately.

Mercedes emphasizes "work ethic" when she raises her fingers in air quotes.

Mercedes: My legacy is one of dominance. I am a pioneer, a trailblazer, a living legend and an icon in the Women's division. During my time in Sin City Wrestling, I paved the road that every Bombshell now travels down. I walked so others can run. And maybe when they finally learned how to run, they had to keep up with me. I set the bar so others can reach. But the more I think about it, maybe I set that bar just a little too high.

Mercedes now turns her full attention to the camera.

Mercedes: Guess I should be happy for you, for your success and all that. But Kayla, your rise to success the seven months you've been here ain't got nothing on me. Yeah, I know you're a Richards, I know who your big sister is very well, and I know that it's a family trait that you always seem to have a chip on your shoulder. Well, don't you worry your pretty little head. I'll be more than happy to take that chip off your shoulder and the Bombshell Internet Championship off your waist. Because that is my mission, mamita. I'm walking out of Long Beach tonight with the Bombshell Internet Championship for the second time around this waist.

Mercedes makes the universal title belt motion at her waist.

Mercedes: I plan on making history one more time by winning a 15th championship in Sin City Wrestling and, more importantly, becoming a three-time Bombshell Grand Slam winner. Are you going to stop me, Kayla? I guess we're going find out, won't we?

Mercedes lowers her voice just above a whisper.

Mercedes: Prepare for the worst, hope for the best. And may the odds be ever in your favor.

Mercedes turns to Rocky, then smiles and leaves the interview.




Simone: It's time for our second title match of the night! Kayla Richards has been impressive since she won back the Bombshell Internet Title from Keira Fisher but after High Stakes XII she went to the bosses and told them that she wanted a match on the next Climax Control, title defence or not! Well, she's getting her wish because coming up next the Dreamkiller defends the Bombshell Internet Title against Mercedes Vargas!

Adams: Mercedes didn't have a very successful High Stakes XII having lost the grudge match to Krystal Wolfe at the show even after getting the jump on the Aussie, but she is a two time Hall of Famer and multiple time champion so maybe she'll be the one to dethrone Kayla?

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

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Bombshell Internet Championship!

"I will kill your dreams."

Justin: Introducing first, from Norwich, East Anglia, England, she is the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Internet Champion, "The Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards!

The voice of Kayla Richards gives way to the opening guitar riff of Bad Omens "Like a Villain" The lights flash from being on and bright to dark and switching between a dark purple and red. Kayla Richards steps out onto the stage in her gear, a black leather jacket over it, her long hair flowing down as she makes her way to the ring, she runs and slides up and across the apron on one knee before getting into the ring and putting both her hands in the air, one crossed over the other to make a "K" with her fingers before they turn into a double bird and move down to a finger gun pose pointed at the crowd.

Simone: Kayla isn't exactly the most well-liked Bombshell around but you can't deny her talent or success!

Adams: The fans clearly agree with that because Kayla won the "Rookie of the Year" award at this year's Year End Awards, the last time that award was given out was when Fenris won it in 2018!

Justin: Introducing her challenger!

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, 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 her the match to start.

Simone: I doubt there's ever been a more polarizing figure on the Bombshell Roster than Mercedes Vargas!

Adams: On paper, she's an all time great but she has been in a slump in recent years, the last time she competed for a title was against Masque at the start of the last cycle and things have been going downhill for the veteran since then!

Kayla hands the Bombshell Internet Title to Dawn without taking her eyes off her challenger and Dawn holds the title above her head to signify that it's on the line before calling for the bell, as soon as she does however Kayla bullrushes Mercedes and the veteran fights back initiating a brawl between the two Bombshells in the middle of the ring.

Simone: And this title match is off to an explosive start already!

Adams: Kayla is bringing the fight to Mercedes but when you remember the experience gap between those two women? It's probably her best strategy!

DING DING DING!

As soon as the bell rings Dawn gets right to work in trying to restore order between Mercedes and Kayla but it proves to be off little use as the two Bombshells are too enthralled in their brawl to take any notice off the referee! Eventually Kayla gets Mercedes backed up to the ring ropes and goes to clothesline the Argentinian Bombshell to the outside only for Mercedes to backdrop the champ over the top rope and too the outside.

Simone: Well that's one way to restore order!

Adams: Not for long though because Mercedes has something in mind for Kayla!

Mercedes measures up the champ for a Suicide Dive and when Kayla is back on her feet Mercedes does the run up only for Kayla to duck out of the way before Mercedes can even reach the ring ropes and the Brit takes a moment to mock the booing fans by pointing to her head to indicate that she was one step ahead of Mercedes! Unfortunately for the champ she takes a little too long doing this as it gives Mercedes a chance to climb the nearest turnbuckle and hit Kayla with a flip dive the moment she turns around.

Simone: Kayla had a smart move there, but her bravado left Mercedes with an opening.

Adams: As controversial as Mercedes is, she is a veteran of the squared circle and Kayla's about to find that out the hard way!

Dawn's restarted count doesn't even reach five before Mercedes gets back to her feet and drags Kayla up with her before rolling her back into the ring! Mercedes follows Kayla back into the ring and hits Kayla with a Hair Pull Curb Stomp before going for the first pin of the match!

ONE!

TWO!

And Kayla gets the shoulder up! Mercedes shakes her head before she picks up Kayla looking to execute a follow up move but Kayla rakes Mercedes's eyes to break her grip and before Dawn can even think about reprimanding the champ for the blatant cheating Kayla starts firing repeated forearms to the face off Mercedes!

Simone: Mercedes with the first pin but Kayla resorted to a classic eye rake to get the advantage back!

Adams: Let's not pretend that Mercedes is completely innocent of such tactics, she was a member of the infamous Mean Girls back in the day!

After a few more shots to Mercedes's face Kayla whips her off the ropes and on the rebound Kayla executes a beautiful Snap Hurricanrana! Kayla holds on for her first pin of the match!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes reverses it into a pin of her own.

ONE!

TWO!

And whilst Kayla kicks out Mercedes grabs both of her legs and locks Kayla in a Boston Crab! As Dawn was already in position to check on Kayla's shoulders for Mercedes's pin attempt she doesn't have to move much to check on Kayla and whether or not the champ wants to submit but the champion is adamant that she isn't losing the title to a Boston Crab and the Brit starts making her way to the ring ropes hoping to force the rope break!

Simone: Mercedes has Kayla on the backfoot with that Boston Crab!

Adams: If Kayla doesn't break that soon we could see a new champion!

Unfortunately for Kayla Mercedes senses that the champ is getting close to the ring ropes and drags the champ back to the middle of the ring before switching up her submission hold, going from a Boston Crab to an STF! Dawn is in a perfect position to check on Kayla's condition but when Mercedes senses that the STF isn't doing the job she changes holds again this time going for a Cross Face but Kayla rolls up Mercedes before she can get it properly locked in.

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes kicks out! Both women get to their feet and they have the same idea, namely a Superkick, unfortunately for them both kicks connect and they both go down prompting Dawn to start her ten count!

Simone: Whoever gets up first will have a huge advantage!

Adams: It could mean the difference between Kayla retaining the gold or Mercedes winning her first singles title in years!

Dawn's count reaches seven before Kayla uses the nearby ring ropes to pull herself up and Mercedes isn't that far behind, unfortunately for Mercedes she unwittingly leaves herself if a perfect position for the Dreamkiller and Kayla tries to use the opportunity to end the match right there and then! Turns out Mercedes was counting on that however as she ducks down at the last minute before grabbing Kayla from behind and getting her up for the Black Rose Overdrive!

Simone: Mercedes had the Dreamkiller scouted and now she has Kayla set up for the Black Rose Overdrive!

Adams: Don't forget that Kayla's first reign with the title ended because Keira had the Dreamkiller scouted as well, could we see a repeat tonight?

Turns out the answer is no as Kayla fights out of Mercedes's legendary finisher with some elbows to the head before she flips out of Mercedes's grasp and lands on her feet! Mercedes goes for a Discuss Lariat but Kayla ducks under it and locks in a Dragon Sleeper with a body lock!

Simone: That's Kayla's secondary finisher, the Ghostlock!

Adams: And Mercedes is fading fast, stick a fork in her, she's done!

Dawn quickly gets into position but upon seeing that Mercedes's arms are already limp Dawn calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner by Submission and STILL THE BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPION, "THE DREAMKILLER" KAYLA RICHARDS!

Simone: Kayla retains her title is a hard-fought match! Mercedes brought the fight tonight but it wasn't enough!

Adams: And with Keira retired I think it might be a while before we see anyone dethrone Kayla!

Kayla keeps the hold locked in for a few more seconds before letting go at Dawn's urging, Kayla takes the time to kick Mercedes out of the ring before she is handed the belt and celebrates with her retained title.




The scene opens backstage where we see Aussie Bombshell Krystal Wolfe watching old footage on a monitor, namely from her post High Stakes XI seg from the previous year.

Krystal: The Matthew Kennedy alliance seemed like a good idea at the time, but in hindsight? It marked the beginning of the end of my Roulette Title reign.

Krystal comments to herself as she watches the segment end and shuts off the monitor.

Krystal: If there was any good that came out of that alliance, it's that I met my younger cousin Cassie for the first time since she was a pre-teen but even that comes with the caveat that I think I would've found her eventually, Matthew just sped things up! And even then, Cassie hasn't been able to attend the last few SCW shows because of that ban!

Krystal shakes her head before leaning against the wall.

Krystal: You know what? I'm through focussing on the past! Did my Roulette Title reign basically make my SCW career? Yeah! Was the Matthew Kennedy alliance a massive fucking mistake? Absolutely! But I can't dwell in the past forever, not when the New Year is right around the corner! I don't know if I made this clear at High Stakes XII or not but I've already got my New Year's Resolutions set in stone, I want my next title reign and I want Crystal Hilton in a match!

As she says the last part Krystal lets out a frustrated sigh.

Krystal: Pity that Crystal has apparently left SCW! Not so fun being the Most Hated, isn't it?

Krystal asks before the Adelaide native brushes some hair over her shoulder.

Krystal: You know what? I don't know if I'm doing anything next week or the week after, let's fix that! For the next two weeks, I'm putting out a call to anyone I haven't wrestled in a while or at all, I think I need a tune up match or two before I set my sights on the new year.

Krystal adds before she starts thinking of some names.

Krystal: Bea Barnhart, Candy, Chloe Benton if she's cleared, Bella Madison, Georgie Robertson, Melissa, Alicia Lukas, Seleana Zdunich, I could go on but those are just a taste of the women that fall under that category! What's that? Why didn't I name drop Kayla, Masque or Ariana?

Krystal shakes her head.

Krystal: Am I arrogant? Debatable, but I'm not foolish enough to think that I can get a shot at any of those three women just by asking nicely! Their time will come but I want to build myself up first!

Krystal adds before she kicks off the wall.

Krystal: But to the names I did drop and could realistically be put against me? Balls in your court ladies, and I'll be waiting for any of you!

Krystal walks off as the scene fades.




We cut backstage where Bill and Bea Barnhart, along with their English Bulldog Iris, have arranged for a meet-and-greet session with their fans. When Bill, Bea, and Iris, turn the corner in the backstage hallway they are confronted with about 50 fans waiting to meet them, shake their hands, and ask questions. Bill and Bea are told by the moderator for the meet-and-greet session what the fans would like to happen and Bill and Bea agree and the meet-and-greet begins.

Bill: Many thanks to you, my fans, for coming to this meet-and-greet event. You know my wife Bea, who is my Manager, and she's also a wrestler on the Bombshell Roster. And, of course, this is our English Bulldog Iris. Please feel free to shout out questions and one of us will give you a response.

Fan-1: When you defeat Finn Whelan tonight will you ask Management for a shot at his World Championship?

Bill: No I would never do that. In my time in Sin City Wrestling I allow Management to make Championship decisions based on the ability of the wrestler involved and when they feel that wrestler should get a shot at a Championship. I would not degrade Finn Whelan in that manner.

Fan-2: I want to wish you a happy birthday as you turn 39 years of age. I honestly hope nobody tries to ruin your birthday celebration tonight.

Bill: If they want to do that then they are going to do that regardless of what our requests are. It might even be very amusing to have pastry flying all over the place as if we were in a Three Stooges pie throwing event.

Fan-3: Bill. . .Bea. . .may I ask a question to Iris?

Bea: Of course you can but Iris is limited in her speaking abilities.

Bill: Fire away with your question to Iris.

Fan-4: Iris how do you feel this match will go for Finn Whelan?

Iris: RUFF!!!

Bill: There you have it! Iris is predicting that I'll give Finn a rough match and walk away as the winner.

Bea steps up to give an announcement.

Bea: I'm sorry but our time is limited and we have to start making our way to the staging area to be ready for Bill's entrance for his match against Finn Whelan. Thanks to all of you for showing up. We have lots of souvenir items for you to take home with you.

Bill and Bea shake hands with their fans and high-five them and then they wave to them as they start their walk down the hallway toward the staging area to be ready for their entrance for Bill's match.




Justin: The following match is our Main Event Champion vs. Champion match!!!!

The crowd erupts

Justin: The first wrestler to come down the aisle.....

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: Currently in the ring, standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 240 pounds!! Hailing from Lawrenceville, Georgia!! Accompanied to the ring by his wife Bea and their dog Iris!! The Roulette Champion!! The Birthday Boy!! Bill Barnhart!!!!

The lights dim down and cast the arena in a red glow, and for a moment -- only a moment -- the crowd quiets down just a smidge. The drum riff opening that carries into an aggressive rhythm of guitar chords breaks out as "Black Lungs" by Architects blares out over the P.A. System. This brings the crowd to their feet -- both in a positive and negative reaction, completely mixed.

The spotlight doesn't fall upon the stage, instead flowing across the crowd as the lyrics describe more than just a time in the world. Finn Whelan appears not from the curtain, but from one of the visitor entrances with a semi-cocky swagger written into his denim jeans. He stops at the top of the steps for a moment, a slight smirk on his face as he glances down at the people around him, blockaded off by the typical burly security guards. The crowd is not booing, but they're not exactly cheering either. He sets his eyes upon the ring below, and then makes his way down slowly, ignoring the people around him though a few of them clap him on the shoulders as he decends.

At the barrier, he slings himself over and slides immediately underneath the bottom rope and leaps to his feet in the center of the ring. He heads directly for the ropes in front of him, and hops up onto the bottom one, bouncing slightly as he looks back at the crowd, choosing a few choice words to share with them. e drops down from it, and pulls of his vest as he heads to his place against the turnbuckle, leaning into it and looking upwards at the stage (or conversely, at his opponent) past his brow as his music fades out.

Justin: And his opponent!! Standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 201 ounds!! Hailing from Seattle, Washington!! The current SCW Heavyweight Champion!! Finn Whelan!!!!

DING DING DING!

Both champions circle each other, measuring each other up as neither man want to make the first mistake in a match of dominance. The Roulette champion suddenly stops at a neutral corner as he hears the crowd are booing him as that causes him to get upset and climb the turnbuckles before starting to shout towards them

Bill: Stop that!! It's my birthday!!!!

We see Bea and Iris turning their attention towards the fans as Bea is doing the same thing as what ?bill has done a few moments ago while Bill had turned around, he walks straight into a hip toss from Finn. Who follows it up by running the ropes and hitting Bill with a running knee to the face. He follows it up with a standing Moonsault on top of the Roulette champion and goes for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Bill manages to kick out at the count of two, moving towards a seated position as Finn Whelan runs to the ropes and comes off with a running low dropkick to the face of the birthday boy.

Adams: This is what Finn has to do, keep the pace up and not get into a fight of strength with Bill.

Finn follows it up by locking Bill in a seated reverse chinlock, wearing down the stronger opponent who is attempting to get to his feet while Finn is leaning on him on his back. Bill manages to get to his feet as he attempts to reach behind his head for Finn but is unable to grab him, he then decides to drop backwards and lands on top of the world heavyweight champion. The impact of the blow forces Finn to let go off the chinlock as Bill gets to his feet and starts to drop heavy fist drops to the face of the world champion before going for the cover while having his forearm draped across the temple of Finn's face.

ONE!

TWO!

Finn manages to kick out at the count of two, Bill grabs him by the head and drags him towards the corner where he places his face on the bottom turnbuckle. There Bill starts to kick Finn in the chest area and face as Drew Patton starts to count him to five in warning for a disqualification

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Bill stops as he quickly turns around and runs towards he opposite side of the ring before turning his attention back towards Finn, there he charges in on him and sets Finn up for a running knee to the face. He hits the world champion with it and tells the crowd that he is going to give himself another birthday present by repeating that same move.

Simone: He is taking an awful lot of time to remind the crowd about his birthday, he should focus more on Finn!!!

Bill finally decides to charge towards the turnbuckles on the opposite side before turning around and going for the running knee once again. Only to have Finn roll out of the way, Bill manages to stop the breaks at the end. But cannot prevent Finn to grab him from behind and rolls him up for a Schoolboy pin

ONE!

TWO!

Bill uses his massive legs strength to kick out at the count of two, both men get to their feet at the same time as both men run to the opposite side of the ring and clobber each other with a running clothesline. This gives Drew Patton he opportunity to use the ten count to count both men out.

Simone: It would be a shame if this match would end with a double ten count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

We see Bill stare at the world champion, who isn't moving yet while dragging himself towards the ring ropes

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Bill pulls himself up to his feet by using the ropes as the world champion is still on his back, Bill believes that he has knocked Finn out as he turns his attention towards Bea. Smiling as he tells her that he has got the match in the bag, causing Bea to smile back at him and applaud him when suddenly Finn Whelan kips up to his feet and sets the crowd in ecstasy. Bill is unaware of what is going on until we see a closeup of Bea whose face suddenly turns pale white, shouting towards Bill to turn around quickly as he finally does. Only to walk into a flying forearm from the champion, sending Bill into the turnbuckles before Finn jumps the middle rope on the right side, jumps off of it while grabbing Bill's head and plants him face first into the canvas with a Tornado DDT. He rolls Bill over on his back and hooks his legs for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

THRE..

But Bill manages to show his determination and grit as he manages to kick out at the last moment. Finn quickly gets to his feet. There he kicks Bill down to the canvas before executing a jumping Kneed drop to the face of Bill Barnhart before rolling him over to lock him in his Border City Stretch submission hold.

Adams: He got the hold locked in!! Can he make Bill submit??

Simone: I don't know Jason, Bill is rather close to the ropes!!!

And indeed, after a few moments we see Bill being able to reach for the ropes with his left leg that is closest to the ropes. This forces Drew Patton to force Finn to relinquish the submission hold as he finally does. He rolls out of the way of Bill, watching Bill roll out of the ring to catch a breather.

Simone: Smart move from the veteran wrestler

Adams: Perhaps, but I don't think that Finn is going to give him that time to recover!!!

Finn charges towards the ropes on the opposite side, then charges in towards Bill for a suicide dive through the middle and top rope. Bill sidesteps at the final moment, grabbing the back of Finn's head and uses Finn's own momentum against him and dropping him face first into he security railing while losing balance upon himself as he falls against the ring apron. There he regains his composure and walks towards the now seemingly motionless Finn Whelan, grabbing him by the arm and drags him towards the ring as he lifts him up to his feet and pushes him spine first into he ring apron before delivering a spinning clothesline that drops Finn hard onto the concrete padded floor.

Simone: I think Bill may just have Finn's number now, he hit hard against the security railing a few moments ago.

We see a replay of that move as we indeed see him hit the security railing full speed, unable to break the fall as he hits it hard. We see Bill roll him finally in the ring after having gotten him up to his feet once more. He takes his time while listening to Drews ten count to get back into the ring

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Bill rolls back into he ring at the count of seven as that breaks the ten count, he crawls over towards Finn and goes for a lazy cover

ONE!

TWO!

THRE....

Adams: OMG!! That wasn't a three count???

Bill looks up at Drew with a questionable look on his face, clearly not believing that this wasn't a three count. But Drew shows him that it was a two count and not three, causing Bill to hit his hands on the canvas out of frustration. He turns his attention towards Bea for a moment, who is cheering him on for motivation while the audience is supporting Finn. He points towards the corner closest to him as he grabs Finn by the head. He pulls him up to his feet and drags him towards the corner, where he drives series of forearms into the midsection of the World Champion before grabbing him by the head once more and points to the middle of the ring. He wraps his arm around the head of Finn in a Bulldog Headlock as he prepares to drop him with that move. He runs towards the middle of the ring and jumps up for the Bulldog, but just get surprised by Finn as he uses Bill's own momentum against him and throws him off of him. This causes Bill to land on his funny bone when he lands, gasping for oxygen as the pain temporarily paralyzes him. Finn takes advantage of the given situation and runs towards the ropes and comes off with a flying knee to the face. He goes for the cover as he hooks both legs

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of this match by pinfall!!! Finn Whelan!!!!

Drew lifts the arm in the air from Finn Whelan, who is gasping for air as he realizes that he has gone through a tough battle with the current Roulette champion. He slowly gets to his feet and celebrates with the fans before rolling out of the ring and grabs his championship belt before heading to the back.

Simone: What a tough match, too bad for Bill that he cannot give himself a birthday victory

Adams: That's right Belinda and that is the end of the show I....

Suddenly we hear Senor Vinnie's music as the former world champion and good friend of Bill Barnhart walks out to the arena wearing a cheap game host jacket and a microphone.

Vinnie: Senor Bill, you may not have won the match. But you aren't leaving this show without a birthday present!!!!

Adams: Uh..., I guess this isn't the end apparently.

Simone: Oh God, I just hope that this cactus isn't with him

And right then we see Pete emerge behind Vinnie on a restaurant card with many large burning candles on top of it. Vinnie is smiling from ear to ear as he approaches the ring while continuing to talk

Vinnie: You Bill are a decorated champion in this company, once again holding wrestling gold asyou seem to be a living gold digger.

Some of the crowd laughs at the comment from Vinnie as Bill is confused. Not really in the mood to celebrate after a loss, but Bea is talking into him to stay as Vinnie tells the pie to be driven to ringside as he slowly gets into the ring along with Pete. Iris on the outside is jumping out in joy as Vinnie places him on the ring apron close to the bulldog, who jumps him as that sends both of them off the ring apron to the outside as this causes the fans to laugh out loud

Vinnie: Don't worry Bill, I have told Pete to keep his pants on this time. But we aren't forhim and Iris, we are all here to celebrate your 24th birthday.

We see Bill tell Vinnie his real age, but the former champion ignores him

Vinnie: At least that's how many candles Pete could afford for your humongous pie, but before we go and enjoy this lovely pie there is one thing that I need to do.

He looks into a pocket of his jacket and grabs a birthday hat and puts it on top of Bill's head. This causes the fans as well as Bea to burst out in laughter as Bill is about to go crazy, but Vinnie is already addressing the crowd.

Vinnie: This man is a legend, a close friend of mine. And even though there have been some issues going on lately about what has happened in a past match of mine. It still doesn't change the fact that this man has a heart, a black hear perhaps but still a heart. And this man has also got a huge appetite.

This causes Bill to chuckle as he tells Vinnie this is true

Vinnie: That's why I have added some of his favorite ingredients in the pie, namely lots of chocolate, whipped cream, salami

Simone: Salmai?? YUCK!!!

Vinnie: Dorito's, Burrito's and most importantly.... He loves to have some syrup inside of it as that makes him.... Errr... fart???

Bill shakes his head telling him yes, rubbing his stomach as Vinnie raises an eyebrow before shaking his head.

Vinnie: Whatever..., well I just wanted to tell you that I am not the only superstar that wishes to congratulate you. As I have invited the entire SCW locker room to join us in celebration!!!

The camera's turn towards the entrance way where we see Pussy Willow walk out, looking to the back as she realizes that she is the only one apparently

Vinnie: Look Bill, that's Pussy Willow... you know, she has an ability to interview people rather well....

We see Christian Underwood emerge to the entrance way as well, ordering the roster to join him as many superstars walk with him and get to stand around the ring while the individual from the pie hands them all pieces of pie as Bill asks for the microphone.

Bill: Thank you Vinnie, you are too kind to...

Suddenly we see the entire locker room start to throw with the pieces of pie at each other. This causes Bill to get irate as he starts to run around the ringside and screams at everyone. They suddenly turn their attention towards Bill as we see them grab the remainder of the pie and tosses it into the body of Bill Barnhart, causing him to be covered completely in pie as he starts to wipe some off of him and start to eat it.

Vinnie: Uhm Bill, I didn't paid 20 bucks for you to waste the 8 hours of work that the bakery had with it to just waste it like that!!!

We see the entire locker room continue with the food fight while Bill and Vinnie are in a discussion while the Roulette champ licks more of the pie off him as the shot slowly fades.




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