The wind whips across Eilean Mor of the Flannan isles! The overhead shot is that of the infamous Eilean Mor Lighthouse but this time at the forefront of this mysterious structure is the six-sided ring of Sin City Wrestling and rows upon rows of chairs. Each and every one is filled by members of the SCW Universe, brave enough to venture to the mysterious isle for a night of action that only the men and women of Sin City Wrestling can provide! Many hold up signs for their favorite Superstars and Bombshells, amongst them...
"SIGN LAURA PHOENIX!"
Among many, many others! The camera then switches to the ring itself and standing inside is none other than the handsome exhibitionist ring announcer, Justin Decent, microphone in hand.
"MICHAEL HARRIS - STAR OF BLISTER WIVES"
"MALACHI - FUTURE WORLD CHAMPION"
"SAVE SCW MAC BANE!"
"SOMEONE MAKE THE TROLL DISAPPEAR!"
"WELCOME BACK COURTNEY PIERCE!"
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Welcome to Eilean Mor right here in Scotland, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control!
The crowd cheers!
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Justin: Now please welcome to the stage, SCW's very own 'Hostess With the Mostess – Ms. Amanda Hugginkiss!
Amanda steps out onto one side of the entrance stage, as the Scotland fans greet her arrival with cheers and applause. Amanda is dressed in a golden, 70s disco outfit, and long, blonde wig and knitted beret, resembling one of the female members of the legendary ABBA.
Amanda: Find a boy, start to chat!
Friday night and the lights are low,
Anybody can be that guy!
You are a Grindr Queen!
Your I Search, figures click!
Your horny so you turn it on!
You are a Grindr Queen!
All your cares, left behind
You are a Grindr Queen!
It's one of your favorite apps!
Your greet dot, so routine!
You are a Grindr Queen!
Scrolling through for a boy to blow!
Why's the pics in the mirror?
Couples that will swing!
You're in the mood for a fling!
Sleep with anyone who will reply!
Text him your location, invite him to your place!
Thinking that he has abs,
But you wind up with crabs!
All we see on my iPhone screen!
Grindr Queen
Posting pictures of your wiener, oh yeahhh!
Want something discreet and quick!
Your greet dot, so routine!
You are a Grindr Queen!
Before you know it, four hours gone!
Still you have a hard on, have to go to work!
You want to drop that load,
So you settle for a toad!
All we see on my iPhone screen!
Grindr Queen
Your forty but say your nineteen!
Spending too much time online!
Your greet dot, so routine!
You are a Grindr Queen!
The song comes to a close and the SCU stars are in tears from laughing, as they applaud the performance of the opening ceremonies. Amanda blows kisses all around before disappearing back behind the stage curtains.
The camera shot then changes toward the ringside area where Jason Adams and Belinda Simone are seated at the broadcasters table, ready to begin the evening! Jason just so happens to be wearing a pair of Easter Bunny ears atop his scalp.
Simone: Hello everyone and HAPPY EASTER! And welcome to the infamous Eilean More right here in Scotland for Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone...!
Adams: And if I just so happen to be the next to disappear here...
Simone: You'll be the first to know.
Jason nods ... then frowns and turns to look at Belinda.
Simone: Tonight features the start of the 2023 Blast From the Past Quarter-Finals and a Main Event for the World Championship!
Adams: We also have a new Superstar here in SCW, and he's going to kick off the entire night! It's "Kingsnake" Jack Gray going up against Alex Rush!
Simone: The Troll has opened his mouth one time too many and now he is going to have to answer to Austin James Mercer, and I doubt even the Saviors can save him from the beating Mercer is out to inflict!
Adams: Then it's the first Quarter-Final match and Jack Washington's Internet title is at stake when he and Bobbie Dahl go up against Mac Bane and Laura Phoenix!
Simone: Tempest was originally scheduled to face Bea Barnhart but instead tonight Bea is facing none other than Alexandra Calaway!
Adams: Then it's the last Quarter-Final match of the night when the 2018 Champion as Courtney Pierce and former World Heavyweight Champion "Godly" Ken Davison go up against Joe Montuori and Zoey Lukas!
Simone: Krystal Wolfe has been doing nothing but causing controversy wherever she goes, having turned her back on fans, friends and family alike! Tonight she is back inside of the ring and she faces none other than Seleana Zdunich!
Adams: And the Main Event for the World Heavyweight Championship! The champ, Michael Harris, defends against a bloke who has just as bad a `tude as he does and isn't afraid to fight fire with fire if he has to! Malachi!
Simone: All this and more on SCW Climax Control!
We see a shot from ring side of 2 empty chairs surrounded by fans cheering and waving.
Simone: And there you see 2 empty seats in the front row.
Adams: The 2 same seats that we were told were to be occupied by Milo and Carter and you'd think they would have at least been out here for the start of the show. It's rather rude to miss Amanda's performance, you ask me!
Simone: Well as true as that may be- We are awaiting their arrival and...
The fans behind the duo start standing and cheering as we see Miles Kasey and HB Carter, side by side making their way to their seats. Once they get to the front row, Miles offers Carter the first seat as they turn around waving to everyone and shaking a few of the fans hands. We see an usher behind them with a tray with a rather large looking cup of beer and some waters as well.
Adams: It's about damn time!
Miles looks at Jason yelling at him with Belinda just shaking her head.
Miles: Sorry 'bout the hold up, the line was a bitch at the concession stand!
Miles turns around and salutes the fans with his drink and a loud 'WOOO' before he takes a long drink. After he finishes it, he motions for another round for him and a few of the people that are sitting around him as Carter just laughs.
Adams: And leave it to him to have a party.
Simone: Miles and Carter are definitely well liked here. It's gonna be a fun night!
The Anti-Nightcore Mix of "A Demon's Fate" by Within Temptation hits the speakers as lights flash across the arena in time with the slowed down beat, as the lyrics kick in Krystal steps out with a confident grin on her face and her arms folded.
Simone: Krystal was determined to do anything to finally make it past the opening round of the Blast from the Past Tournament but Tempest had other ideas.
Adams: She said on Twitter that Tempest had made the biggest mistake of her career but did she though? Krystal's track record against Tempest is 1-0!
The crowd boos Krystal's announcement and she smirks before making her way down to the ring with a purpose, once she reaches the ring she gets a running start before jumping onto the apron in a seated position whilst facing the crowd , one arm on the middle rope and the other on her right leg, she jumps into the ring over the top rope after soaking in the boos for a few seconds and takes a mic from a stagehand.
Krystal: If she had just minded her own fucking business, this could've been avoided.
Simone: I think Tempest will argue that betraying her Go Gym teammate was her business.
Adams: But even so, interfering with Krystal's Blast from the Past first round match may have been a step to far.
Krystal: Because I thought I had my hands full with Ariana and Jessie but no, Tempest just had to yeet me into the crowd and cost my team the match, I'm not just saying this because Ken's my Saviours teammate but if Zoey and J-Mont could be eliminate from the tournament by Ken and Courtney? That will be perfect! But there is n elephant in the room to address and yes, I'm talking about you Tempest!
Simone: Did she seriously just fat shame Tempest?!
Adams: I know she's heavier than the average Bombshell but I wouldn't call Tempest overweight! For one thing I like not being scraped off the mat with a spatula!
Krystal: Tell me Tempest, how far does your loyalty to Ariana go? Because I don't remember you showing the same loyalty to me when I was at my darkest time! Or are you still mad about the ONE FUCKING TIME that I offered to cost you your match against Bella Madison? I mean if you ask me you didn't go far enough, you could've easily made it so that Bella couldn't reproduce and the gene pool wouldn't be poisoned by Bella and Malachi's kid!
Simone: She did NOT just say that?!
Adams: Forget Tempest, I'm wondering how long it'll be before Laura Madison marches out!
Krystal: But I digress, so what is it Tempest? Are you basically the Go Gym's attack dog at this point? Or........
Krystal never finishes her sentence as the heavy beat of Halestorm's "You Call Me a Bitch Like It's a Bad Thing" kicks up over the sound system and the heads of the SCW Universe turns towards the entrance as the Bombshell amazon Tempest walks out onto the stage, Krystal glares at her as Tempest marches down to the ring.
Simone: Well, that took a bit longer than I expected!
Adams: Say what you will about Krystal's attitude shift but she's not backing down!
Krystal: Cut the music! I said CUT THE FUCKING MUSIC!
The Halestorm song cuts off but Tempest continues her march towards the ring never taking her eyes of the Aussie Bombshell.
Krystal: So, you've finally showed up huh? Here to answer why you attacked me last week?
Tempest says nothing as she enters the ring glaring daggers at Krystal.
Krystal: Oh what's the matter? Did the hot sun in Barbados fry whatever was left of your brain last week? It obviously took away bravery considering you pulled out of a match against Bea Barnhart! For fuck's sake! My daughter could beat Bea Barnhart!
Simone: Yes folks you heard her, that young woman saying these horrible things is a young mother.
Adams: God I hope Makayla turns out to be a good mom!
Krystal: Or are you afraid that you can't cut it the ring anymore.......
Krystal has finally touched the wrong button as Tempest decks her with a HUGE right hand sending the microphone flying from the ring! Krystal backs up to the ring ropes as Tempest motions for her to bring it! Krystal charges at Tempest but when Tempest swings again, Krystal ducks it and kicks at the Amazonian Bombshell's leg, Tempest's leg buckles briefly and Krystal keeps up this strategy, ducking the larger Bombshell's blows and using her speed to keep Tempest on her toes.
Simone: Well, that didn't take long but give Krystal credit, she's playing to her strengths by avoiding Tempest's literal strength!
Adams: She'll have to slip up eventually!
Tempest does manage to get some more heavy blows in so it's not completely one sided in Krystal's favour but Krystal's speed does by her time to mount some offence against the much larger Tempest, then Krystal messes up by going for a running Cross Body which Tempest catches!
Simone: Tempest has caught Krystal!
Adams: And I think she's going to set her up for the Amazon Prime!
Indeed Tempest gets Krystal up in the Crucifix position but Krystal slips out the other side, Krystal clobbers Tempest from behind before she heads to the top rope where she tries for a Huirricanrana! But Tempest catches her and tries for a regular Powerbomb only for Krystal to rake her eyes to get free before nailing Tempest with a Superkick! But Tempest doesn't fall, merely staggered and Krystal blasts her with another, this backs Tempest towards the ring ropes but doesn't down her.
Simone: I think Krystal's starting to get frustrated that her Superkicks aren't having the same effect on Tempest as it did on Cassie!
Adams: No offence to Cassie and I'm certainly not saying that this makes it okay but Cassie is a petite girl who weighs exactly a hundred pounds lighter than Tempest!
Finally Krystal manages to send Tempest sprawling to the outside with a third Superkick but the effort this took has clearly had an effect on Krystal! Tempest meanwhile gets to her feet but before she can get back in the ring security rushes down separating the two Bombshells.
Simone: I don't think this is over between them!
Adams: And I think Krystal's going to need that security detail after some of those comments!
Tempest is escorted to the back first followed by Krystal at a safe distance! Krystal wears a shit eating grin as she is escorted up the rank revelling in the boos she gets from the Scottish crowd.
Justin Decent moves to the ring and climbing the ring stairs, he slides between the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring. A snake hiss sounds over the speakers. The Lights cut off. The opening lines of "Let me Down" by Neffex play, and the lights cut back on. The newer fans have no idea who this guy is, and the veteran fans have mixed reactions.
Adams: Let's go to Justin for the introductions.
Justin:The following contest is scheduled for one fall, introducing first...from Jonesborough Tennessee...Kingsnake..Jack Gray.
Gray walks out through the curtain and out onto the ramp. He stares around the arena, smiling up into the nosebleeds for a second, savoring the fact he's made it. He fistbumps the nearest fan, and breaks into a dead sprint for the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and popping back up to his feet in one smooth movement. He mouths "let's do this shit!" to the crowd before stationing himself in the corner, eyes focused on the ramp.
Adams: Jack Gray looking ready for this match tonight.
Simone: Maybe, but has he faced someone like his opponent.
Gold stars start to flash around the stage entrance as the arena lights start to drop out and a voice is heard saying "Do you wanna get rocked?" The name Alex Rush appears on the screen and the fans instantly burst in to cheers as Def Leppard's "Let's Get Rocked" blasts through the speakers.
Justin: And his opponent...
Adams: Rock star, fan magnet, and lead singer of Firecrotch.
Simone: He definitely is a fan favorite. Listen to the fans calling the name of this well known rockstar and former SCU superstar.
Justin: From Westminister, London, England, weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds, he is Alex Rush!
Smoke appears at the top of the ramp as a spotlight hits the entrance way to see the back of a long-haired man with one hand in the air holding up the devil horns sign. He turns around to more cheers as the spotlight shines on the face of Alex Rush! A line of security as seen either side of him as the lights brighten to show fans "held back" by security at the top of the ramp. Alex is wearing black leather pants with a red stripe down either side, a white shirt with the devil horns hand sign on in a faded gray colour. Around his wrist, a multi coloured scarf is tied. He looks to the held back fans and wave a hand at them in a presidential fashion before making his way down to the ringside area. Alex steps up the steps and through the middle and top rope and in to the center of the ring, his arms in the air with the devil horns sign as gold sparks fall from the roof. Alex reaches down, removing his shirt and throws it to the crowd as he waits for the match to start.
Adams: Well there is Dawn Barnes signalling for the bell and Justin is leaving the ring. We are ready to start.
DING DING DING!
Jack and Alex move to the middle of the ring where Jack holds his hand out to Alex who wags his finger no then moves towards Jack and wraps his arms around him in a hug that he tries to turn into a belly to belly suplex. Jack looks at Alex who smiles widely then backs away when the hold doesn't work. Slapping at the chest of Gray, Alex backs away and then motions at Jack for the fans before moving to lock up with Jack in a collar and elbow tie up that Jack leverages to drive Rush into the corner where he holds up his arms. Barnes moves towards the pair to warn Jack to let Alex out of the corner. Gray backs away slowly while still holding Rush in the corner to prevent him from attacking. Alex smirks and applauds Jack who looks around and then the pair lock up again with Alex twisting Gray into a headlock. Jack shoots Alex into the ropes and is almost taken off his feet with a shoulder block from Alex Rush who staggers back himself. Looking at Jack, Rush charges off the opposite ropes and attempts a clothesline. Gray ducks under it and then catches a rebounding Rush with a spinning heel kick that sends him to the mat. Rolling over, Alex lays on his stomach as Jack reaches towards him. Rolling quickly, Rush makes it to the ropes and clutches the bottom rope as Gray moves towards him. Dawn gets between the two and warns off Jack.
Adams: Interesting start to this match tonight. Alex attempting to gain the advantage/
Alex gets to his feet on the outside of the ring where he is standing on the ring apron. Turning his back to Jack, Alex is waving to his fans. Moving towards the ropes, Jack grabs at Alex who turns and looks in surprise at the hold. Jack reaches over to pull Alex into the ring but the Brit puts his hands on the back of the neck of Gray then drops to the floor which hangs Gray on the top rope and slingshots him into the middle of the ring. Alex rolls under the bottom rope and then reaches where Jack is slowly starting to get to his feet. Alex links his arm with Jack's and then throws his hip into the midsection of Jack and takes him over with a hip toss. Alex applauds the move then drops to catch his opponent's arm in an arm bar. Jack twists to get to his knees and then to his feet. Alex spins the arm of Gray and locks in a wrist lock that he waves back and forth for Gray to see. Jack tries to fight off the hold then spins under the arm of Rush and reverses the wristlock. Alex dances up on his toes in pain and then tries to distract Jack but isn't able to as Jack whips Alex into the corner which has Rush arching in pain as he falls to his knees in the corner. Gray moves closer and begins to use muay thai kicks and strikes on Rush who is trying to protect his head. The referee tells Jack to let Alex leave the corner. Holding his hands up, Jack backs away as Dawn checks on Alex.
Simone: Jack Gray getting the upper hand in the match now. Is Alex ok?
Alex is slow to get to his feet as Jack motions for him to attack him. Rush points up the ramp and yells out Robert Edwin's name which has Jack looking behind him. Rush uses the distraction to jump on the back of Gray. Alex locks in a headlock that he tries to leverage and use to bring Jack to his knees. On the back of Gray, Alex is trying to tickle at the nose of Gray with his hair but Jack keeps shaking his head and then reaches up behind Alex and pulls him over his shoulder to the mat. Alex is sprawled on the mat as Jack reaches to roll him up. Alex rolled through the pin attempt. Jack keeps a hold on his leg and then twists Alex back onto his back before hitting a standing double stomp that has Rush clutching at his chest and rolling to his stomach. Jack turns around and then drops to his knees to roll up Rush but only gets a two count as Alex pushes his shoulder off the mat. Dawn motions for Jack that she had counted only a two count. Jack gets to his feet and pulls Alex up by the wrist before whipping him off the ropes.
Adams: Whipping Alex into the ropes and he is rebounding into...
Simone: Wait, Alex just managed to save himself.
Jack Gray turns slightly to the side in preparation for a superkick but Alex sees it and manages to catch the top rope and stops himself. Jack turns to face Alex who charges from the ropes towards Gray with a clothesline attempt but Jack ducks under it and then tries his own clothesline that Alex ducks. Catching Jack, Alex picks him up and hits a atomic drop which sends Jack to the mat in pain. Alex jumps in excitement and raises his arms in victory. He is not paying attention to Jack who rolls to the ropes. Alex turns to see Jack standing and then jumping on the ropes and hits a springboard swanton that takes both of them to the mat. The two men are laying in the middle of the ring recovering as Dawn checks on both. Jack is the first to his feet as Alex rolls to his stomach then gets to his hands and knees. Gray grabs for Rush who quickly crawls between the legs of Jack then gets to his feet to rush off the ropes and leap on the back of Gray. Once more, Alex tries to lock in a headlock but Jack is even quicker and pulls Alex over his shoulder once more. Alex turns and gets up to his knees when Jack hits his night nightmare which spins Rush to the mat once more. Laid out, Alex is pinned by Gray who only gets another two count as Alex forces his shoulder off the mat.
Simone: That was close.
Gray gets to his feet and then moves towards Rush who has rolled to his stomach and is trying to rise. Jack moves to where Alex's feet and then rolls his leg around his own before falling backwards locking in a figure four leglock that he turns. Alex can be heard screaming in pain as Gray leans back to lock in an STF that bends Alex the wrong way. Alex is fighting to reach for the ropes that are just out of reach and finally has to slam his hand down on the canvas and submitting to Jack's finisher.
Adams: It is all over!
Simone: Tonight's winner in this match wins his debut match tonight!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Kingsnake Jack Gray!
Jack releases the hold then rolls away to get to his feet and raises his arm in victory as Dawn points to him then checks on Alex who is holding his back as he sits on the side of the ring.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Ariana Angelos standing by in front of her white board.
Ariana: Last week, controversial circumstances aside, my team with Oliver Zahn advanced past the first round of the Blast from the Past Tournament and I got the win for the team over Sam Marlowe.
Ariana says as she points to the ending shot of her last match.
Ariana: Now class, some people tried to downplay it, "oh, she only beat Teddy Warren" "oh, she had help from Oliver", first off? I didn't pin Teddy, I pinned Sam and last I checked Sam is a lot more respected by the SCW Universe than Teddy! Second, people are acting like Oliver attacked Sam when that would've gotten us disqualified and Oliver fired when in reality this was all he did.
Ariana says as she points to the picture of Oliver putting her boot on the ropes.
Ariana: But please, continue to act like my accomplishments don't matter, it'll just make me more fired up than ever to prove them wrong! Off course I was upset at Oliver for not trusting me to kick out of Sam's pin attempt but there's a World Bombshell Title Match and a potential match against Roxi Johnson at stake here folks! I'm not letting this opportunity slip through my fingers if I can help it!
Ariana says before moving the pointer to the remaining teams in the tournament.
Ariana: Tonight's Blast from the Past matches will be contested between Ken Davison and Courtney Pierce and Zoey Lukas and J-Mont and Laura Phoenix and Mac Bane and Bobbie Dahl and Jack Washington, I wish those four teams the best of luck off course but that leaves me and Ol with some stiff competition next week!
Ariana says as she motions to the other teams.
Ariana: J2H and Devona, a Go Gym Graduate and a legend in his own right, Goth and Kim Pain, for all we know? They'll be the only Saviours left in the tournament come next week and they have more than proved themselves in the ring! And off course, Calvin Harris and Dawn Warren, another team who advanced to round two in controversial circumstances but also a team that features a former World Heavyweight Champion and the only woman on the roster who can say that she has yet to be pinned in an SCW Ring! No matter who me and Oliver get drawn against next week we'll have a tough match ahead of us!
Ariana says as she rests her pointer over her shoulder.
Ariana: I wish the other three teams the best of luck in next week's show but no matter who we get drawn against, if all goes to plan, they will bask in the Greek Angel's light! See you next week class!
Ariana walks off as the scene fades.
The camera shot shifts to the backstage area, near the gorilla position where Mac Bane stands by with Pussy Willow
Pussy Willow: Tonight we are speaking with four time world champion Mac Bane, who's asked for this time.
Bane receives a thunderous ovation, which causes him to smirk.
Mac Bane: Thank you Pussy, this was originally supposed to be all of The Saviors to address the situation here in Sin City, and I still won't speak for anyone but myself. There are some things that need to be said. The failed experiment that I referenced was me.
murmuring can be heard throughout the crowd and Pussy raises her eyebrows in surprise.
Pussy Willow: Would you like to elaborate on that?
Mac smiles almost sympathetically at her
Mac Bane: Always with the hard hitting questions. Yes, I'll explain. For the longest time now, I've done everything I can to placate these fans. I've befriended people who in the past wouldn't even speak to me let alone develop a relationship with me.
He pauses as the murmuring turns into low key booing.
Mac Bane: Last year when I chose Knox as the number one contender, I had people I respected throwing shade on me like I was out of my mind. They never bothered to consider that I was setting up something special. A way for Matt and I to settle our differences. They just shit all over everything I had done and was doing. More importantly than that, so did these fans.
The booing begins to grow as Mac sneers at the camera.
Mac Bane: So, now, regardless of how this match turns out tonight, my mission going forward will be to destroy this company. I no longer want to save it from itself, keep making those bad booking decisions and I'll keep tearing it down. I've been screwed over so many times since I've been here, this place really feels like a lost cause.
Bane doesn't wait for any more questions, he simply turns and walks toward the Gorilla Position as his music begins to play
Austin stalks over to the corner where Miles Kasey and Carter sit. Security stands between the them as Miles just kicks back with his arm around Carter's shoulders and whispering in Carter's ear with a smirk on his face.
Simone: As you can see security is not going to allow for bedlam here tonight.
Adams: As much as these fans would love to see these two men go at each other after the weeks of torment, I don't think it's going to happen
Miles looks at Austin so casually as he takes a sip of his drink and grabbing a handful of popcorn from the bucket in Carter's lap. You can see Austin seething at his fellow Wolfslair brethren but all Miles does is salute him.
Adams: Kasey seemingly has a death wish, doesn't he? He is just mocking Mercer without a care in the world.
A few choice words are exchanged by the 2 men and Miles stands up and produces a ticket out of his inside coat pocket.
Miles: Can't tonight, bruv...I'm a paying fan!
Some of the security begin to pull Austin away as Miles just smiles and waves at him.
Simone: Well folks if you hate The Troll, and who doesn't? Today's your lucky day, because coming up next he's taking on Austin James Mercer after The Troll made certain comments about Austin last week about his constant attacks on HB Carter!
Adams: And that was before The Troll was sent to the wrong country, namely Ireland instead of Scotland! Whether it was on accident or a scheme by Krystal Wolfe remains unclear!
Simone: Mrs. Wank, you might want to turn away from the screen, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for..........
Justin never even finishes announcing how many falls the match is scheduled for because Austin emerges from the back with The Troll in hand, apparently having found him backstage.
Simone: Err, I don't think Austin wants to wait!
Adams: Never thought I'd feel sorry for The Troll but here we are!
Austin drags the barely conscious Troll down to the ring and throws him in, he points to Drew and yells at the ref to call for the bell.
Simone: Is The Troll even conscious? He hasn't moved on his own at all!
Adams: I think he is because Drew's calling for the bell! And here comes Austin!
DING DING DING!
As soon as the bell rings Austin rolls into the ring and immediately goes for a pin on The Troll as Drew slides into position.
ONE!
TWO!
AND AUSTIN PULLS UP THE TROLL STOPPING THE COUNT! Even Drew is caught off guard by Austin's actions but the former champion shakes his head before he mounts the Troll and starts delivering heavy blows to The Troll's face who can basically offer no resistance at this point.
Simone: Look I'm not The Troll's biggest fan but Drew had better call this one before Austin does any permanent damage to the kid!
Adams: I know we joked about it at the beginning of the match but I hope to god Mrs. Wank isn't watching!
Drew doesn't even get a word in before Austin yanks The Troll up to his feet and connects with his version of the Ripcord Lariat AKA the Ode to Lisa causing The Troll to do a backflip from the impact! Drew once again moves in to check on The Troll but Austin shoves him away before delivering more blows to The Troll's body.
Simone: That's going to be a fine for Austin when he gets to the back, but I doubt he cares!
Adams: Will this be the last we see of The Troll?!
Austin finally relents before he picks up The Troll (who is clearly out on his feet at this point) before hitting him with The Mercenary! Austin goes for a lax cover as Drew gets into position.
ONE!
TWO!
And Austin sits up from the pin clearly not done with The Troll.
Simone: Oh for god's sake Drew, call the match already! Austin could've pinned The Troll fifteen times by now!
Adams: And that's a conservative guess!
Drew is clearly losing his patience with Austin as The Troll lays motionless but Austin doesn't care, simply getting up and stomping away at The Troll for a good minute before backing off as, somehow, someway, The Troll is showing signs of life as he slowly gets to his feet, Austin's facial expressions remain unchanged as The Troll steadies himself and puts the dukes up! Only to get waylaid by a Sudden Snap Headbutt that breaks his glasses and then Austin follows that up with a German Suplex! This time Drew doesn't even get close enough to The Troll to check as he rolls to the outside.
Simone: This isn't even a match at this point! It's a god damn mugging by Austin and The Troll's the victim!
Adams: And I don't think Austin's going to let The Troll lose by count-out out of mercy!
Indeed Austin rolls to the outside of the ring, retrieves The Troll before he can escape via the crowd and rolls him back into the ring where we follows him in and goes a foot on the chest pin on The Troll.
ONE!
TWO!
And Austin removes his foot from The Troll's chest stopping the count.
Simone: Seriously what is stopping Drew from ending the match right here?
Adams: Whatever it is, Austin's loving every second of it and The Troll, well we're not even sure if The Troll's conscious!
Austin ignores Drew's warnings but the ref does irritate him enough for Austin to get in his face, once again The Troll is slowly getting to his feet but this time Austin is too preoccupied by his argument with Drew. That is until The Troll spins him around and starts firing punches at Austin's face! Ineffective punches but punches none the less,
Simone: Holy shit! The Troll has life in him and he's turned the tables on Mercer!
Adams: I can't believe I'm saying this but GO TROLL GO!
Even Drew's shocked at the sudden burst of offence from The Troll who lets out a battle cry before "rushing" the ropes........and getting levelled by a lariat on the rebound courtesy of Austin who seems insulted that The Troll was even able to land a hit on him.
Simone: Welp, that was short lived.
Adams: Can somebody retrieve The Troll's head from atop the lighthouse please?
Austin doesn't even bother going for a pin, instead mounting The Troll again and pounding away at him with stiff forearm shots the last one busting The Troll open! The moment Austin sees The Troll's blood on his hand he smirks before wiping it on his chest before he continues to strike away at The Troll only stopping when Drew pulls him off The Troll.
Simone: Maybe now Drew will do the right thing and end the match? The Troll can't even defend himself against Austin!
Adams: Real question is, will Austin let him?
The answer is no because Austin picks up The Troll and drills him into the matt with a Powerbomb! But Austin isn't satisfied with one, two or even three powerbombs in a row, instead he just keeps Powerbombing the poor bastard over and over again not even letting Drew get close enough for a second to stop the carnage! After twenty Powerbombs Austin finally relents and it looks like Drew's finally going to check on The Troll.
Simone: Surely this is the end of this so called "match", right?
Adams: Maybe it is annnnnnd there's the Legacy Bomb!
Austin doesn't let up with the Powerbombs, he just switches to the Pop-Up Variant and keeps executing his finishing move! Eventually Drew just calls the match after ten Legacy Bombs.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Err, the winner of the match by way of beating the hell out of his opponent, Austin James Mercer!
Simone: Well, the official term is technical knockout but that works too!
Adams: Scotland has the NHS, right? Because I think The Troll's going to need it!
Austin celebrates his win whilst medics rush down to check on The Troll.
Adams: Look out! LOOK OUT!!
Simone: It's Michael Harris!
The World Heavyweight Champion slides inside of the ring behind the victorious Austin James Mercer, wielding the championship belt, and he dives forward, SLAMMING the gold plate into the back of Mercer's head! The blow knocks Austin face-down to the mat and immediately Michael is all over him like a wild animal, pinning him down face-first as the SCW Universe BOOS!!!
Simone: And of course our esteemed champion had to hit him from behind!
Adams: of course he did! What else have we come to expect from him???
Michael jumps to his feet and he begins whipping Austin across the back with the title belt, then he begins stomping him as the bell continues to ring and the official is powerless to assist! Austin rolls over onto his back, still out of it and Michael drops down, grabbing him by the head and delivering hard right shots into his skull! Michael then gets a sick and twisted smile on his face as he looks to the outside of the ring where his two wives, Carmen and Blair, stand! Michael then grins to eagerly beckon them into the ring!
Simone: What is that man up to NOW???
Carmen and Blair climb up the steps and step through the ropes as Michael holds Austin from behind, one arm holding his and another arm wrapped around his throat from behind! Michael nods with a sick and twisted smile and Blair steps up and she SLAPS Mercer across the face!
Adams: Oh come ON!
Blair steps back with a smile of her own as Carmen takes her turn and she slaps Austin! The crowd continues to BOO as the two women take turns slapping the former World and Internet Champion while their husband laughs like a lunatic at his rival's expense!
Simone: This is absolutely disgusting! And there's nobody to help...!
**DRUM BEAT!** **DRUM BEAT!** And "Wreaking Havoc" erupts over the sound system and out onto the stage steps TEMPEST!
Adams: You were SAYING!?
Simone: The ONE person who Austin calls a friend!
Tempest power walks right straight toward the ring as a wide eyed Michael Harris releases Austin and stares incredulously as the amazon climbs up onto the apron!
Adams: She's not looking at Austin or Michael!
Simone: No her eyes are for Blair and Carmen!!
Tempest steps through the ropes and she goes right after the two wives who quickly duck behind their husband who gets right in the path of Tempest! Michael begins growling threats at Tempest for interfering and threatening his wives but she just stares him down and she begins talking right back to the champion!
Simone: There is almost NO size difference between Michael Harris and Tempest!!
Carmen and Blair quickly exit the ring for their own safety! Michael sticks a finger up in her face but Tempest slaps it away! Michael gets right up to her, nose to nose but the two continue to exchange harsh words and Harris sticks a finger in her face again and AGAIN she slaps it away! Michael then responds to this "disrespect" by shoving her back a step!
Simone: Real brace champ!
Tempest looks out to the crowd and then toward Austin who is recovering, and then she turns right back and puts both hands on Harris and shoves him right back! Michael falls back and only the ropes keep him from hitting the mat as outside of the ring, Miles Kasey in front row shoots to his feet, throwing popcorn everywhere in his merriment at what just happened! Michael is wide eyed in shock and rage and he jumps back to a vertical base and is about to go right after her when security and the officials of SCW are again inside of the ring to keep the volatile World Heavyweight Champion at bay! Carmen and Blair appeal to him and Harris slowly slinks out of the ring, his eyes never leaving that of Mercer or Tempest as she checks on her friend and former tag team partner...
Adams: All I can say is thank god for Tempest! Who knows what else Michael and his wives would have done???
Backstage, Austin James Mercer and Tempest walk along the hallway, towards the dressing room area. Austin has a quick word with Tempest before grabbing the door handle and going inside to shower and change. Tempest turns around and Ms. Rocky Mountains hurries to catch up to her.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tempest, that is twice now tonight that you have made your presence known! Once with Krystal Wolfe and now with Austin James Mercer! And last week, you got involved in Krystal's Blast From the Past match, throwing her into the crowd! What is going on between you and Krystal...?
But before Tempest has a chance to answer...
Zoey: That's EXACTLY what I want to know!
Zoey Lukas is right there, interrupting the interview and getting right between Tempest and Ms. Rocky to confront the only woman in SCW physically bigger than she herself is!
Zoey: What the hell was that last week!?
Tempest: What are you on about!?
Zoey: You! I'm on about YOU! What do you think you're doing getting involved in my match!? Who the hell do you think you are!?
As Zoey takes a step closer toward Tempest, Tempest takes the extra step to match her, the two women now standing practically nose to nose!
Tempest: I had BUSINESS with Wolfe! That is all you need to know!
Zoey: Bullshit! It couldn't have waited!? I had business with the bitch, right then and there! And now thanks to you, the little C-U-Next Tuesday is going to go around, thinking she got away Scot free or that I couldn't put her down like the bitch she is! And all because of you!
The tension in the hallway is threatening to erupt ... until...
Tempest: I had my reasons! I didn't do it to save her sorry ass. I didn't do it to undermine you! And let's face facts; had she gotten that tag to Casey, you would have ended her anyway! You want to prove it? Fine!
Tempest shrugs.
Tempest: But you'll do it AFTER I'm finished with her!
Tempest walks off camera as Zoey stares hard after her.
It was quite the unique building that tonight's Climax Control was taking place in. And what a show it had been. Fans could still be heard as they were fired up and ready for more action. Cameras in that particular moment happened to catch "The Highlight of the Night". Calvin was sitting there in a high spot away from the fans but in the perfect spot to oversee the entire show. Slurping away on a nice cold alcoholic beverage. All of the sudden a very loud voice could be heard. Causing Calvin to turn his head in the direction of the voice.
Random Voice: Popcorn! Get your salty popcorn!
The look on his face said it all. He was confused as could be. Not a single person should have known he was up here. That would have included a concession person. Getting up from his seat Calvin peered his head around the corner. Hearing the voice again.
Random Voice: Popcorn! The best popcorn monies can buy!
Marching right for him was someone with a facemask on, along with a giant bag of popcorn right in front of him. As the voice spoke up again, it was starting to register who that was. At least in the mind of "The Highlight of the Night".
Random Voice: Sir! I got your hot salty amazing popcorn right here!
Calvin just shook his head. Putting his hand out in front of the person stopping them.
Calvin Harris: Guy, how did you even find me up here?
Random Voice: Guy? I'm not Guy! I'm the popcorn...
Before he could finish his sentence. Calvin had reached up, grabbed a hold of the little fake mask he had on and yanked it down to expose his face. Sure enough it was the extra strange and extra weird Guy. Right away Guy is trying to put on his best "innocent" act.
Calvin Harris: Care to explain yourself now?
Guy: I've been looking for you all day. I had to pay some people to give up your location. You're a champion hide and seeker player. BUT anyway, I wanted to chat about...
Calvin Harris: Guy, please. I'm really not in the mood to go through this for like the third week in a row. This dream of us being a tag team. It's just that. It's a dream. A silly little dream. I can't focus on that. The whole reason I'm all the way up here is to have peace and quiet. So, I can scout the talent left in this Blast From The Past tournament. I could find myself in the ring with them very soon.
He was telling the truth. Each week the Blast From The Past tournament was getting smaller and smaller. One could only assume that next week he and Dawn would be in their next match.
Calvin Harris: At the end of the day. I appreciate that you think highly of me that you would consider me as a possible tag team partner for you but...
Guy: But... you have not seen the sales coming in for the cape!
Quickly, he pulled out his cell phone from his pocket and opened it up. Showing it to Calvin, to say the least there was a very high volume being sold. Calvin was at a loss for words for a second.
Guy: We're merch movers! Just like I said. It's going to be a thing!
Calvin Harris: Guy...
Guy: I know! I know! This tournament is in the way of everything. But I have an idea, one that's going to change your mind on everything!
Calvin Harris: I doubt that, but go ahead. Humor me. What are you thinking?
Guy: Let me be at ringside for the foreseeable future. I'll be the best manager I can be. I'll support you through this thing with Donna.
Calvin Harris: Her name is Dawn.
Guy: Donna, Dawn. It starts with a D! Same thing!
He threw his shoulders up in a shrugging manner.
Guy: Point is, let me prove that I can be your right hand man. I'll see you guys through this tournament. Then when it's over. We can start putting together our team. It's a win-win for both of us.
Calvin Harris: I really don't know how it's a win-win!
Guy: Duuuuude! Trust me, I know what a win is.
Calvin Harris: Says the guy that hasn't competed in lord who knows how long.
There was a little more shaking of Calvin's head. Guy just stared back at him with wide eyes. Waiting for the answer to his actual question.
Calvin Harris: If it'll get you to chill out for a little bit. Fine, you can be out there next week. But don't go putting your nose where it doesn't belong. Got it?!
Guy: HUZZAHHHHHHHHHHH!
The beaming smile on Guy's face said it all. He was excited to get what he had wanted, but at the same time. The expression on Calvin's face said a lot as well. There was a good chance he would end up regretting all of this in the end. Cameras found themselves cutting away from the two men to continue on with the show.
Justin: The following contest is a Quarter-Final match in the 2023 Blast From the Past tournament! And it is for the Sin City Wrestling Internet Championship!
The capacity crowd cheers!
Justin: Introducing first...!
Static fills the speakers as the A-Flat cord streams through and Rev Theory's "Hell Yeah" begins to blare as the hypnotic laugh of Rich Luzzi echoes throughout the arena and Laura Phoenix's video entrance illuminates the Smarkstron. When the chorus plays the lights raise and Phoenix runs out on stage to the delight of the fans. She runs to the opposite side of the stage before stopping at the center and raising her fist high in the air and a large amount of pyro goes off around her.
Justin: Making her way toward the ring! From New York City! Weighing one hundred and forty seven pounds ... Laura! PHOENIX!!!
She takes off down the ramp and slides into the ring and running to the closest corner and once again raises her fist high in the air. She repeats this at the other three corners as her music dies out and she stands in the middle of the ring awaiting the introductions of her tag team partner.
Justin: And her tag team partner...!
The opening guitar riffs of "The Enemy" by Godsmack play as the big man makes his way out. By his side is his agent, Kat Jones. The crowd is giving them a mixed reaction from the first sounds of his entrance. There are still more cheers than boos as he approaches the ring.
Justin: From Port Arthur, Texas, weighing two hundred and eighty pounds ... Mac BANE!!!
They only get louder as the pair make their way towards the ring, they walk slowly, jawing with the occasional fan who's decided he's a tough guy. Mac simply laughs and continues down towards the ring. Finally, they reach the ring steps and make their way into the ring. Mac approaches the center of the ring and raises both arms into the air. Then extending the middle fingers on both hands he laughs as the boos reached a crescendo.
Justin: And their opponents...!
All About That Bass" by Meghan Trainor starts to play through the sound system. The crowd erupts in loud cheers, as Bobbie Dahl bursts through the curtain, sans her once signature angel wings. Her eyes are narrowed as she stares down to the ring, and Artie joins her moments later.
Justin: Making her way to the ring! Weighing in at two hundred forty pounds! From Coal City, Illinois! Please welcome, the one! The Only! BOBBIE DAHL!!!
Bobbie continues her way to the ring, no longer showing off the fun attitude everyone was so used to seeing. She now carries a much serious and determined demeanor as she walks alone, stomping her way to the ring. Once she reaches the ring, she walks up the steel steps and enters through the ropes heading to the center of the ring, waiting for her partner with a fiery look in her eyes.
Justin: And her tag team partner...!
"Wasted" begins, and there is a brief murmuring of fans. As the song picks up, Jack Washington parts the curtain, a look of focus and minor indifference on his face.
Justin: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing two hundred and thirty five pounds! He is the reigning and defending Internet Champion! Jack! WASHINGTON!!!
He shows very little emotion, walking to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots. He hits the ring, uses the ropes the stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle. Jack removes the championship belt from around his waist and he passes it over to referee Jasmine St. John, who takes it opposite the ring to show to Mac. Mac Bane pats the gold belt for luck as Laura pats his shoulder with a smile. Laura steps to the outside, as does Bobbie - and Jasmine holds the Internet title up for all to see!
Adams: Title on the line!
Simone: Could Jack lose the title as easily as he won it?
The official passes the gold to the outside and she calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Champion and challenger come from out of their respective corners, circling the ring while their Bombshell tag team partners cheer them on from their corners. Mac and Jack pause and lunge forward, locking up collar and elbow! Despite the size difference between the two, Jack is well put together and the two struggle briefly for the upperhand until ultimately - Mac's power allows him to throw the champion back against the ropes.
Simone: Mac Bane does have the champion outweighed by a considerable amount of muscle but Jack is no slouch himself in the strength department.
Adams: Yeah but Jack can't let his ego convince him that he can overpower Mac.
Jack makes a brief accusation toward Jasmine that Mac pulled the hair to which the official questions the former multi-time champion but Mac rightly scoffs. The men again circle and are about to lock up when Jack jabs a quick thumb to Mac's eye, briefly blinding the larger man.
Adams: Well that's one way to get the upperhand on someone larger than you.
Simone: Yes but you best take full advantage of the fact.
Jack indeed does so as he strikes fast with a series of hard forearm shots to the side of the head, driving the challenger back against the ropes while Jasmine reprimands him for the eye gouge! Jack then delivers a stiff shot to the jaw of Bane and grabs him by the arm and sets him up for an Irish whip but Mac hangs on and reverses it, sending him into the ropes instead! Jack comes off and Mac throws Washington the length of the ring with an overhead belly to belly!
Adams: Wowww! if it wasn't for the ropes, Jack would be in front row right now!
Mac is right on him and begins delivering the boots to Jack as the champion fights to recover! Mac peels him up off of the mat and delivers a body slam that shakes the ring, Jack arching his back in pain! Mac wastes no time and drops a fist right between Jack's eyes! Mac looks to Laura who claps and smiles with a nod, Mac brings him up and Irish whips him into the ropes for a clothesline but Jack counters, ducking behind him for a Crucifix but Mac puts on the brakes!
Simone: There that power comes into play once again!
Mac indeed does power Jack up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry but Jack struggles and AGAIN he goes to the eyes, raking them so Mac drops him! Jack wastes no time in ducking to his corner and tagging Bobbie in!
Simone: Now Laura has to get into the ring in accordance with SCW mixed tag rules.
Bobbie steps through the ropes as does Laura, while the men exit to the outside and grab their respective tag ropes.
Adams: You know, just like their partners, Bobbie has a side advantage over Laura...
Simone: And just like the men, Laura is no wilting flower where strength is concerned.
The Scotland fans clap and stomp for the Bombshells as Bobbie and Laura as they circle the ring...
Crowd: LET'S GO Laura! BOBBIE DAHL! LET'S GO Laura! BOBBIE DAHL!
Laura then offers her hand, a gesture of sportsmanship and Bobbie happily accepts, bringing forth more cheers.
Simone: Bobbie has to be feeling some butterflies. Laura Phoenix is one of the biggest names in the sport that she has been inside of the ring against.
Bobbie then goes to lock up with Laura, but the veteran Laura ducks behind Dahl and grabs her in a rear waist lock. Laura then counters to a side headlock, grinding the hold in but gives Bobbie no time to recover or fight out of it as she takes Dahl by the arm and twists her arm into an overhead wrist lock.
Simone: This is where Laura will have a distinct advantage. Bobbie can wrestle but more often than not relies on her size and power to overwhelm opponents.
Adams: While Laura is just a technical pro!
Bobbie is admittedly struggling for a counter, when she is able to duck under and turn it around into an extended wrist lock. But Bobbie then uses her arm as a lever and yanks her forward into a shoulder block that knocks Laura to her back and she drops to her knees, holding Laura in an overhead wrist lock on the mat.
Adams: Can you believe it? Bobbie is trying to prove she can wrestle with Laura.
Laura grits her teeth and struggles, until she rolls backwards and this allows her to transition into pinning Dahl face down in a hammerlock.
Simone: Yes and look at where it got her.
Laura cranks the pressure on, jamming Bobbie's arm further up her back as Dahl shrieks in pain but she refuses when Jasmine asks if she wants to tap. Bobbie slowly gets to her knees and forces her way to her feet as Jack shouts instructions from their corner. Bobbie tries a back elbow but Laura ducks and she turns the hammerlock into an arm bar. Bobbie tries to swing at her but Laura sees it coming and ducks, then answers with a hard chop to Bobbie's chest. Bobbie tries another shot and again, Laura dodges it and strikes! Laura twists the arm at the wrist again but this time Bobbie lunges and strikes with a head butt right between the eyes that sends Laura staggering back and down to a knee!
Simone: Bobbie can be unorthodox inside of that ring and that Laura was not expecting!
Bobbie grabs Laura and sets her up for an Irish whip and back body drop but Laura jumps over her for a sunset flip but it's blocked!
Adams: Uh oh!
Uh oh indeed as Bobbie jumps for a sit down splash but Laura moves and Bobbie lands on her tailbone! Laura comes off the ropes and hits a low dropkick! Laura with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Bobbie kicks out!
Laura wisely rolls to her corner and tags Mac back into the match!
Adams: Laura had Bobbie going but she knew she needed a breather.
Simone: Wise strategy from the ring veteran.
No sooner does Mac start to step inside of the ring than the faster Jack is right over there, assaulting him with fists and forearms, trying to overwhelm the former multi-time champion and drag him inside! Mac shoves Jack off but Jack is like a rabid dog that smells blood and he jumps right back onto the larger man! Jack then sends him into the ropes and attempts an Irish whip but Mac puts on the brakes and just shakes his head "no". Mac then reverses and he throws Washington over with a hip toss of his own! Jack tries to roll to the outside of the ring before Bane can follow up but Mac grabs him by the boot and drags him right back inside! Mac brings him to his feet...!
Adams: AGAIN Jack goes to the eyes!
And Jack grabs him in a front face lock, all but ignoring Jasmine's warnings! Jack then attempts a vertical suplex but instead, Mac overpowers him and lifts HIM up and over with a suplex of his own, bringing Jack crashing down! Mac with the cover and he hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
Jack kicks out!
In firm control, Mac brings Jack back up and sends him into the ropes but this time Jack jumps onto the middle rope and he springboards off into a clothesline that takes Bane down!
Simone: Mac Bane was not expecting THAT!
Jack with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Mac gets a shoulder up!
While Bane is on the mat, Jack takes full advantage and peppers his head with rights until the threat of a disqualification is the only thing that ends it! Jack drags the bigger man up and attempts an Irish whip but Mac reverses it and Jack comes off with a flying leg lariat! Mac goes down and Jack kips up and comes off the ropes with a leg drop! Jack with another cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Again Mac kicks out!
Jack shouts at Jasmine at her count, slapping his hands together rapidly! Jasmine holds up two fingers and Jack brings Mac up again and sends him into the ropes for a spinning heel kick but Mac ducks under the blow and he counters with a short-arm clothesline that sends Washington into a tailspin!
Adams: Now BOTH men are down!
Simone: And both of their partners want back in that ring!
Both Mac and Jack slowly drag themselves toward their corners as Laura and Bobbie reach out, calling for the tag! Mac tags Laura first -- and Jack tags Bobbie!
Simone: Listen to these fans!
Adams: They loves them some Bombshells!
Both women are in the ring and before Bobbie can get going, Laura strikes with a running dropkick that knocks her back into the ropes! Laura waylays on her with forearms to wear her down and she then sends Bobbie into the ropes for a discus clothesline but Bobbie ducks! Bobbie comes off the far side and jumps and flattens Phoenix with a massive cross body!
ONE!
TWO!
Laura kicks out!
Adams: Bobbie is DONE trying to wrestle with Laura!
Bobbie pulls her up and sends her into the far corner and charges right in after her but Laura leapfrogs up and over her! Laura then attempts a backslide but Bobbie's strength disallows it! The two women struggle with their arms locked until Bobbie slowly turns them around and she backs up, driving Laura forward into the turnbuckles!
Simone: Now that was smart and very good ring awareness by Bobbie!
Bobbie keeps her pinned in the corner and she backs up and Avalanche splashes her, Laura with nowhere to go! Lara slowly sinks down into the corner and Bobbie gestures to the fans, beckoning their cheers wile Jack shouts at her for wasting time! Bobbie then gets a full head of steam and runs in for a cannonball but Laura moves and Bobbie hits the corner upside down! Jack curses in frustration!
Adams: Bobbie wasted time! Jack was right -- who knew??
Bobbie slowly rolls over to her hands and knees and Laura comes off the ropes with a Shining wizard, striking Dahl down! Laura with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Bobbie gets her shoulder up!
Simone: So close! Bobbie is still in this!
Laura then backs up, stalking the recovering Bobbie Dahl like a lioness!
Adams: Uh oh! Laura is setting Bobbie up for something!
Bobbie slowly pushes her way back to her feet and turns around as Jack shouts out a warning - and Laura strikes with the Kick to Damnation -- but Bobbie ducks and Dahl instead manages to pick the veteran up on her own shoulders in an Electric Chair and she falls back, bringing Laura crashing down!
Simone: The power of Bobbie Dahl comes into play there!
Adams: Bobbie better kiss Jack's arse for that warning!
Simone: Oh she'd just LOVE that!
Bobbie drags Laura over to the corner by the arm and she begins to climb the turnbuckles, facing the fans! Bobbie calls out to the SCW Universe and she jumps back...
Adams: Boobie Bomb!
Bobbie with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here are your winners! Bobbie Dahl and STILL Internet Champion - Jack Washington!
jasmine hands Jack back his belt and raises the arms of both competitors before Bobbie and Jack exit the ring! The two celebrate as they make their way up the aisle while inside, Mac helps Laura to her feet and the two embrace and Mac raises her arm as the fans rally the popular veteran!
Crowd: PLEASE SIGN Laura! PLEASE SIGN Laura!
We switch to the makeshift concourse as we are at the SCW Merchandise Stand! A variety of t-shirts, from different superstars are displayed as we see Miles Kasey has taken over, his dress jacket off somewhere with his sleeves of his long black sleeve shirt rolled up and of course he has attracted quite the crowd.
Miles: Ladies and gentleman I am here at the merchandise table her in beautiful Eilean Mor to give you just a peak...JUST A GLIMPSE into the massive merch that is available to you on the SCW website. I don't know if we're doing any deals today but who the hell cares! We're traveling, WE NEED MONEY! So without further adieu, my lovely and GORGEOUS assistant, GIVE IT UP FOR HELLUVA BOTTOM CARTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
The fans cheer as Carter pops up rocking a familiar face on the shirt and displays it to everyone's approval.
Miles Kasey: Thank you so much, babe! As you can see my amazing boyfriend here is rockin' the brand new Miles Kasey t-shirt that is now available for purchase here tonight and of course for those that are view this at home delivered right to your front door.Miles looks around and spots the two shirts that he is wanting to display next.
Miles: Of course, next up we got the lovely and always sassy Bella Madison t-shirt, she may be on maternity leave for a while folks but that doesn't mean we don't stop loving her less and of course the man that will be going after the SCW World Title tonight, her ever grumpy but strangely likable Malachi! From what I understand Bella and the world-renowned Mattie Comier collabed on these shirt designs and as always Mattie does not miss.
Miles tosses those shirts to a couple of fans that are calling for them.
Miles: Those are on me, enjoy! But there is just one more thing I need to show you here tonight...
Miles looks around like he can't find it for a moment.
Miles: Where is it? ...you guys hiding it from me?
One of the merch workers points at a box off to the side.
Miles: AH! There we are. And this is a shirt that isn't even on display here because well, the man is such a waste of space in real life, why would we waste space actually displaying it?
Miles opens the box and produces a Michael Harris t-shirt, his smug looking face. And the fans begin to boo immediately. Miles can't help but hide his face to try and hide the laughter but once he calms down he brings his hands up.
Miles: I KNOW! I know...Who in the absolute fuck would want to waste a breath of air or one red cent on this guy but considering that Austin doesn't have merch here...well I'm kinda stuck. But this poly-blend wrinkle free...unlike Michael's face...t-shirt has several uses! Dusting furniture. Dressing a scarecrow... Slopping pigs and if you are really desperate....wiping your ass when you run out of toilet paper!
Miles slings the shirt over his shoulder.
Miles: Speaking of...all this talk about Harris has turned my stomach so Jason! Belinda! Back to you!
Miles turns on his heels and heads directly into the closest men's bathroom whistling and smiling the whole damn way.
Bea Barnhart is seen exiting her dressing room and she is accompanied by her husband and also a Sin City Wrestling wrestler, Bill Barnhart, and their English Bulldog Iris steps out with them. Once Bea is in the hallway we see Scott Oliver walk up to see if Bea wishes to give comments on her match which will start shortly. Bill moves out of the camera view and he pulls Iris out of camera view also so that Bea will have all the attention.
Scott: Bea you will be entering your match against Alexandra Calaway shortly and I want to know if you have any concerns for this match?
Bea: My only concern is that I will hurt Alexandra enough to put her out of wrestling for a time. . .or maybe permanently. . .but if she pushes me too hard I punch back.
Scott: With all the previous championships and awards Alexandra brings to your match do you have any concerns that you may be out of your comfort zone?
Bea: You know me well Scott. I've been made fun of, teased, insulted, and attacked by the coward wrestlers in Sin City Wrestling, and the only reason is the other wrestlers are jealous of me.
Scott: Alexandra seems to believe she is superior to you and that you are not going to be able to withstand her assault.
Bea: I'm not going to give Alexandra a thumbs up for trying to act tough and for trying to be intimidating. She reminds me of a wrestler who used to be in Sin City Wrestling but she seems to have quit as she could never get over on my. I won't waste the viewers time and my time mentioning her name as she quit wrestling because she could not defeat me and I defeated her four times by submission in four matches. Alexandra is about to find out that I am going to do the same thing to her.
Scott: Bill do you have anything to add to Bea's comments?
Bill: No I will not add anything to Bea's comments. She is in control of her wrestling and taking care of her opponents so that's all I will say at this time.
Scott: I wish you the best in your match against Alexandra Calaway.
Bea: Thank you Scott.
Bea turns and gives a kiss to Bill before she kneels down and hugs Iris and then she gives Iris a kiss on the top of her head. Bill and Iris watch as Bea stands up then starts her walk down the hallway to the staging area so she is ready for her entrance for her match.
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control ladies and gentlemen! Our next match was scheduled to be between the returning Tempest and Bea Barnhart but after Tempest pulled out.......
Adams: Undoubtedly to the massive relief of Bea.
Simone: I wasn't going to say that but it tracks, a recently eliminated competitor from the Blast from the Past Tournament stepped up to take Bea on, it's Alexandra Callaway taking on Bea Barnhart! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The lights go down and "Mine" by Halestorm starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made a cocky smirk crosses her face.
Justin: Introducing first, from DALLAS, TX.. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!!"
Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. She watches up the ramp, messing with her hair as she waits for her opponent.
Simone: This is Alexandra's singles debut and her first match since she and Alexander Raven were eliminated from the Blast from the Past Tournament, a match that also ended Raven's Internet Title Reign.
Adams: She is undoubtedly looking to get back on her feet after that auspicious start which is probably why she was so eager to step up against Bea!
Justin: And her opponent!
Hit Me With Your Best Shot by Pat Benatar starts to play and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. She is dressed in black leather pants, a white pullover type tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket, which is basically a tough street girl look. Bill Barnhart is following behind Bea ensure she is able to arrive at the ring without interference. Iris, their English Bulldog, is not around as she is not part of the wrestling persona of Bea Barnhart.
Justin: From Lawrenceville, Georgia, BEA BARNHART!
As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring by herself as Bill remains at the entrance area. When Bea arrives at the ring she climbs the steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She plays the crowd for a bit before running across the ring leaping up into the corner then executing a backflip landing on her feet. Bea then settles into a corner to wait for the match to start.
Simone: It's been some time since we saw Bea compete, in fact the last time we saw her lace up the wrestling boots was when she teamed with Bill to take on Goth and Melissa at the Christmas Special, a match she won thanks to Jessie Salco's interference.
Adams: Many thought she'd be first in line for the Roulette Invitational a couple of months ago but she was nowhere to be seen, a win here might get her back in title contention the old-fashioned way!
Dawn goes over the rules with Bea and Alexandra before she starts checking the two Bombshells for weapons, Alexandra comes up clean but when Dawn goes to check Bea Alexandra takes the initiative by clotheslining the veteran Bombshell out of her boots and prompting Dawn to call for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: Alexandra isn't wasting any time here! It's clear that she wants to make a statement at Bea's expense!
Adams: And Dawn's having none of it!
Indeed Dawn does confront Alexandra over the cheap shot but the newcomer to the Bombshell division clearly doesn't care about what Dawn has to say as she continues to stomp away at Bea Barnhart before she flips Bea onto her stomach and connects with a Curb Stomp driving Bea's face into the mat! Alexandra gets a couple of more stomps before she finally goes for the first pin of the match and Dawn gets into position.
ONE!
TWO!
And Bea gets the shoulder up! Alexandra shakes her head before backing off from Bea to regroup.
Simone: Alexandra may have been with SCW for a short time but don't let that fool you, she's been wrestling since 1999!
Adams: Indeed, she's been wrestling longer than some of our roster members have been alive! And Bea's finding out just how experienced she is the hard way!
Alexandra waits for Bea to get back to her feet and when she does Alexandra goes to continue the attack with a Chokeslam! But Bea gets out of the move with a kick to Alexandra's midsection knocking the wind out of the newcomer and forcing her to back to the ropes! Bea takes advantage of the new opening by charging at Alexandra and sending her to the outside of the ring with a Clothesline and following her out.
Simone: Alexandra's hesitation may have given Bea the chance she needed to get back in the match!
Adams: May have been a good idea on paper but sometimes you need to keep the pressure on your opponent!
Once Bea has joined Alexandra at ringside she keeps up the offence with some punches and kicks but Alexandra recovers enough to fight back against Bea and a brawl ensues between the two veteran wrestlers! Eventually Bea manages to gain control and whips Alexandra into the steel steps but before she can follow that up, she realizes that they are dangerously close to getting counted out by Dawn so Bea returns to the ring and then slides back out to restart the count.
Simone: We almost had a rare double count out on our hands there.
Adams: And I doubt that's the result either Bea nor Alexandra wanted given their respective positions heading into this match up.
Once she has restarted the count Bea goes to continue the attack on Alexandra which she does by stomping away at the newcomer before rolling her back into the ring and going for her first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra kicks out! Bea gives Dawn a disapproving look but Dawn asserts that her count was fair and that Alexandra did kick out in time! Shaking her head Bea decides to change up her tactics by locking Alexandra in a Boston Crab leaving the newcomer with nowhere to go.
Simone: The Boston Crab, one of wrestling's oldest submission holds but no less effective.
Adams: Something Alexandra is learning the hard way thanks to Bea!
Dawn gets into position to ask Alexandra if she wants to tap out but Alexandra refuses to tap out as she grits her teeth! Bea keeps the hold locked in tight for a few more seconds before she decides to switch things up by transitioning from the Boston Crab to an STF in the middle of the ring! However this gave Alexandra her chance to gain some ground and she's eventually able to force the break on Bea's submission hold by grabbing the bottom rope! Drew applies the four count and Bea lets go at four before dragging Alexandra to the middle of the ring to try for another hold but doesn't get any further than that as Alexandra surprises Bea with a Small Package!
ONE!
TWO!
And Bea kicks out!
Adams: I'd joke about Bea and Small Packages but I really don't want to think about Bill's package.
Simone: Thank god, I would've been put off food for the rest of the tour! But maybe now Alexandra can get back in the driver's seat!
Both women are slow to get to their feet and Alexandra tries to gain the advantage with a running Lariat only for Bea to duck it and go for the Sleeping Pill! Alexandra tries to fight off Bea's version of the Sleeper Hold but it isn't long before Bea has it locked in but that doesn't stop Alexandra from trying to fight it eventually getting a running start before ducking down at the last moment at the turnbuckle causing Bea to collide face first with it and sending her flopping onto her stomach,, and more importantly? Releasing her hold.
Simone: Bea almost had Alexandra with the Sleeping Pill but now Alexandra looks set to end this!
Adams: And now she's calling for the Fallen Angel!
Alexandra waits for Bea to get back to her feet so that she can hit the move but stops when "Obey The Dream" hits the speakers.
Simone: That's Luna Vanity's theme music, but what could the new Roulette Champion want with either Bea or Alexandra?
Adams: Scouting potential competition maybe? She'll have to have her first defence at some point!
Indeed Luna emerges from the back with her Roulette Title slung over her shoulder, Alexandra locks eyes with the new champion as she yells some choice words for Luna not realising until it's too late that Bea's back on her feet at which point Bea rolls up Alexandra!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, Bea Barnhart!
Simone: Bea just committed highway robbery with Luna as an accomplice!
Adams: And Alexandra is livid!
Bea bails from the ring and immediately heads up the ramp to celebrate her win with Bill and Iris, Luna smirks before she makes her way to the back and Alexandra argues with Dawn about Luna's interference,.
Simone: Alexandra may not like it but Luna didn't get directly involved in the match, there's little Dawn can do about it!
Adams: Things are getting heated, I hope Alexandra doesn't do anything........
ALEXANDRA DECKS DAWN IN THE JAW DROPPING THE REF BEFORE SHE STORMS OFF INFURIATED AT HER LOSS!
Simone: You were saying?
Adams: The bosses will have a fine waiting for Alexandra when she gets to the back, that's for sure!
Alexandra storms up the ramp after Bea and Luna as Dawn rubs her aching jaw.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Krystal Wolfe still fuming after her brawl with Tempest, the Aussie is pacing around the place before she lets out a deep breath.
Krystal: So, things have officially gone to shit, if nothing else I guess this proves that I'm not exactly a team player!
Krystal grumbles to herself as she brushes some hair behind her ear.
Krystal: Fine, if I'm going to be the Lone Wolfe of Sin City Wrestling? Then I guess that's what I'm going to be! No more making friends, no more making allies, just me looking out for myself as I continue my rise to the top of the Sin City Wrestling ladder! And guess who's the first rung on that ladder? Well, that answer should be fucking obvious really, her name is Seleana Zdunich and she's my opponent tonight.
Krystal adds as she spits to the side.
Krystal: What can I say about Seleana that hasn't already been said? She's not even stuck in the other Crystal's shadow at this point, SHE IS CRYSTAL'S SHADOW! No matter what she accomplished in the past or will accomplish in the future she will never be seen as anything but a failure because when people look at Seleana, they don't see a former World Bombshell and Roulette Champion, they see Crystal Caldwell's on again-off again wife and the only person who was every trained by the other Crystal.
Krystal scoffs to herself as she shakes her head.
Krystal: My former training facility is practically a champion breeding machine, the best the other Crystal could produce was a one hit wonder who basically exists as a body for newer, younger and more talented Bombshells to run over! When will you realize that the Bombshell division has passed you by Seleana?
Krystal asks with a mocking laugh before a disgusted look creeps onto her face.
Krystal: But there's one little thing I want to address Seleana, you compared ME to your wife just because we TECHNICALLY have the same name, just spelled differently? How fucking dare you!
Krystal picks up a nearby chair and throws it against the wall in anger.
Krystal: I didn't go through six months without a single fucking win to my fucking name, I didn't shut up and let some bitch talk me down even after I won the Roulette Gold, I didn't put my fucking body on the line every time I defended that fucking title to be compared to a wrestler with more name changes than I care to fucking count! Don't you fucking dare compare me to that miserable failure of a former World Bombshell Champion, I can get into title matches based on my name alone, Ms. Caldwell has to change her personality to stay relevant as the Bombshell Roster passes her by!
Krystal grabs the camera and pulls it close to her face.
Krystal: LITERALLY THE ONLY THING I HAVE IN COMMON WITH THAT IDIOT IS A SIMILAR FIRST NAME! And if you ever compare me to her again then I'll see too it that you never wrestle again Seleana!
Krystal shoves the camera away as she gets ready to leave.
Krystal: Who am I fucking kidding? At this point, that would be a mercy kill! Seleana, you will be my first victim because The Lone Wolfe is on the prowl and you will beware the Ides of March!
Krystal storms off as the scene fades,
Justin: The following content is another Blast From The Past tournament match. Introducing first...
The giggle from the start of Kehlani's "Gangsta" floods the arena PA as the lights in the arena go out one by one. By the time the first words of the song start, energizing the small but vocal audience, the arena is pitch black. Purple and white spotlights above the stage start to pulse to the sound of the music. The screen at the top of the stage lights up, writing out five letters in pace with the flow of the music: C O U R T.
Justin: Making her way to the ring the 2018 Blast From The Past Tournament winner, Courtney Pierce!
As the beat of the song finally kicks in, the SCW Bombshell comes out from behind the curtain and out onto the stage to a huge pop from the crowd welcoming her. She stops at the top of the ramp, crosses her ankles, her purple ring gear shimmering with all of the camera flashes around the arena, and takes a slight bow to the crowd with her arms out to her sides. Court makes her way to ringside, and carefully makes her way up the ringside stairs and onto the apron. She ducks down between the bottom and middle rope and into the ring.
Justin: And her tag team partner...
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 in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. "Godly" Keeeeeennnnn Daaaaaaviiiissssoooonnn!
Davison marches down to the 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.
Justin: And now introducing their opponents.
In that moment "Dancing With The Dead" began to play. With Zoey Lukas and J Mont walking out onto the stage. Zoey had a small smile on her face while throwing her arms across her chest with an X symbol and the devil's horns featured on her fingers. J Mont just stood there glaring out at the venue full of fans.
Justin: The tag team of Zoooooeeeeeyyyyy Lukas and J Mooooooonnntttt!
Both of them had made their way to ring side. J Mont wasting no time to slide right into the ring and get to his feet. Glaring over into the corner where Courtney and Davison stood. Zoey kneeled on the apron for a moment throwing up that signature X taunt once more before standing up and getting into the ring beside her partner.
Adams: We got ourselves quite the match up here.
Simone: One that I couldn't even begin to take a guess on who is going to win if there was money on the line. It's very equally matched with the competitors.
Adams: I'd have to agree with you, even with Courtney being a former winner of this thing.
Simone: Let's go to the action!
DING DING DING!
From the gate J Mont was making it clear he'd be starting the match off for his team. Davison is ready to go as well. Both men circled around each other for a brief moment before meeting in the middle of the ring for a lockup. J Mont used his height and power to try to back Davison into a corner. However Davison was quick to pop out under the lockup, wrap his arms around J Mont's waist, and quickly pick him up only to slam him down on the mat with a takedown.
Simone: Ken out here showing off some technical skill.
Adams: Well the man is one of the best to ever do this. I'm not surprised by any means by the technical skill he's showing here.
J Mont looked annoyed by the takedown as he quickly got to his feet. Davison prepared for what was coming his way, quickly ducking the fist J Mont tried to throw. Davison leaping up and catching J Mont in the chest and sending him back into the corner. Davinson came sprinting forward and connected with a forearm right in the jaw of J Mont. Backing up some as J Mont came stumbling out of the corner. Davison landed a stiff kick to the gut and took him down with a snap suplex floating into a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Adams: That was a picture perfect dropkick!
Simone: Sure was, but not enough to keep Joe down.
Davison quickly grabbed a hold of J Mont's head and pulled him to his feet. He then proceeded to whip him towards the ropes, but at the last second J Mont countered, sending Davison instead. As soon as he came bouncing back, J Mont took him off his feet with a massive back elbow. Davison hit the mat harshly. Leading to J Mont following up with an elbow drop right to the middle of his chest causing the wrestler to writhe in pain holding his chest.
Simone: That's quite the impressive specimen dropping all their weight down on you.
Adams: I know, I wouldn't want to be on the other end of that.
Simone: Nope. But I gotta hand it to him. Joe was able to turn this whole thing around on the former World Champion just like that.
J Mont got to his feet to a sea of boos coming from the SCW fans. Something that didn't appear to make a difference to him. He turned around as Davison was getting to his feet. He grabbed a hold of his head and drove it right down into his knee. Davison bounced up in a daze, leading J Mont to rush the ropes, hitting them and coming back with force. Nearly taking the man's head off with a massive Lariat. With Davison down, J Mont went for the cover.
Adams: Could this be it?
ONE!
Simone: I'd like to think Ken has more fight in him!
TWO!
Adams: It's looking grim here!
THR-NOOOO! DAVISON KICKS OUT!
Simone: What did I tell you?! I told you he has more fight in him!
Adams: That was a close one. Ken has to get back in this or it's all over for his team in Blast From The Past!
Davison got his shoulder up just in the knick of time. J Mont rolled his eyes as he grabbed a hold of his opponent and started to pull Davison up. With both men up to their feet, Davison popped J Mont's hands off him and leaped up connecting with a huge Enzurgi to the back of his head, dropping the man. Davison then rolled to his feet and quickly made the tag to his partner Courtney Piece.
Simone: This was the smartest thing Ken could have done. He needed to make that tag and it's a good way to stop the momentum that Joe was building.
J Mont realized what had taken place. Having no other choice but to make the tag to Zoey. As soon as that tag was made Zoey came in hot. Both women met each other in the middle of the ring as Courtney threw the first jab. Zoey quickly blocking it and then drove her head right into Courtney's for a viscous headbutt. Courtney stumbled back after having her world rocked. Zoey knew she had to capitalize on the situation as she rushed in and drove her foot right into Courtney's face for PICKING UP TEETH! Zoey dropped down to make the cover believing she had Courtney dead to rights.
Simone: I can't believe what I just saw! Zoey obliterated Courtney in mere seconds!
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOOOO! COURTNEY KICKS OUT STRONG!
Adams: But Courtney isn't going down without a fight. She's a former winner of this tournament. She knows what it takes to dig down deep and keep going.
The look on Zoey's face said it all. She was in complete shock that Courtney was able to kick out. It should have been over in her mind, but she still had to stay focused. She got right up to her feet as she grabbed a handful of Courtney's hair and pulled her up. Driving her knee right into the gut of her opponent making her double over. Before tucking Courtney's head between her legs. Signaling that she was going to end it.
Adams: I might stand corrected here... Zoey is really going for the kill!
Simone: She's a woman possessed! If she lands this, there's no way Courney gets up!
Zoey then lifted Courtney up onto her shoulders for AMAZON BOM-NOOOOOOO! Courtney turned herself at the last second to avoid the move taking Zoey off her feet with a hurricanrana. Courtney scrambled to her feet as Zoey did the same. Zoey came rushing in but Courtney was ready as she then caught Zoey with a Tilt-A-Whirl Headscissors. Zoey went flying head first into the turnbuckle and came back stumbling. She turned around just as Courtney used her ropes to come off the top rope with a Springboard Crossbody. Taking Zoey down and quickly hooking both legs for the cover.
Adams: Another momentum shift in this match! Courtney is firing on all cylinders!
ONE!
Simone: Can you imagine what it means if this is it for Joe and Zoey right here and now?! A lot of people have them favored to at least make it to the finals!
TWO!
Adams: Looking like that's not going to be the case!
THRE-NOOOOO! ZOEY GETS HER FOOT UP ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!
Simone: Oh my god! Talk about at the last second! How great is Zoey's mind to know where she's at in the ring in one of the most crucial times?!
Courtney realized the seriousness of the situation. She had to finish the match as she got up to her feet. Gripping a hold of Zoey's feet, but quickly Zoey pushed Courtney back with all her might causing her to collide with her partner Davison effectively making him the legal man. Zoey rolled over and made a quick dive to make the tag to J MONT.
Simone: Wow! Zoey is continuing to show her integrity.
Adams: I don't know if that was intentional or not, but it does work!
As Davison was trying to get into the ring. J Mont quickly rushed him and drove his knee into his gut pulling him to the middle of the ring. He wrapped his arms around his head but thinking on his feet Davison kicked J Month right into the back of his knee causing it to buckle. Davison quickly rolled him up from behind.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here are your winners, Courtney Pierce and Godly Ken Davison!
Adams: Courtney and Ken win!
Simone: How? What? That was so quick!
Adams: Davison is a veteran for a reason. All he needed was to make a little opening for himself and take advantage of it.
Simone: Take advantage of it, he did! We have another team moving on in the Blast From The Past tournament!
Inside the ring J Mont was just sitting there in a bit of confusion. Not sure what had just happened, but he was being informed he had lost the match. His face saying it all, he was not happy. There on the ramp way Courntey and Ken were raising each other's hand in victory. Celebrating another win as a tag team.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see the now former Saviours member Krystal Wolfe walking through the backstage area with a frown on her face.
Jessie: So, how's the whole Saviours thing working out?
Krystal lets out a deep breath as Jessie appears in front of her.
Krystal: I have nothing more to say to you bitch.
Jessie: Really? Because you've been running your mouth all night.
Krystal scowls before she shoves past Jessie.
Jessie: Are you really that willing to go all Lone Wolfe on us? Or are you that scared of admitting that you made a mistake?
Krystal: I've had my most success when I was only looking out for my interest, so far aligning myself with anyone has only brought me down!
Krystal scoffs and Jessie shakes her head.
Jessie: Is that how you truly feel? Or is that your desperation to return to your glory days talking?
Krystal: Get fucked Jessie, your hardly one to talk about returning to your glory days!
Krystal spits at the veteran Bombshell as she continues to walk off.
Jessie: You know Makayla's worried sick right? Week after week she's had to watch you go further off the deep end, unable to confront you directly because of her pregnancy.
Krystal spins on her heel.
Krystal: Don't bring Makayla into this! Her only involvement in any of this is the fact that I'm looking out for my family's future!
Jessie: Is that why I saw divorce papers on her dining room table when I dropped by earlier this week?
Krystal seethes before decking Jessie across the jaw dropping Jessie to the floor.
Krystal: Don't lie either! We both know that's the one thing your worse at than wrestling!
Krystal spits in Jessie's face as she goes to storm off.
Krystal: Maybe it is time you called it a career, it's clear that Harper has all the talent anyway!
Krystal storms off as the scene fades.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first...residing in Los Angeles, California... Seleana Zdunich...
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.
Justin: and her opponent...
The Anti-Nightcore Mix of "A Demon's Fate" by Within Temptation hits the speakers as lights flash across the arena in time with the slowed down beat, as the lyrics kick in Krystal steps out with a confident grin on her face and her arms folded.
JD: Representing The Saviors, from Adelaide, Australia she is "The SA Slaya" Krystal Wolfe!The crowd boos Krystal's announcement and she smirks before making her way down to the ring with a purpose, once she reaches the ring she gets a running start before jumping onto the apron in a seated position whilst facing the crowd , one arm on the middle rope and the other on her right leg, she jumps into the ring over the top rope after soaking in the boos for a few seconds and waits for her match to start.
The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...
DING DING DING
Zdunich and Wolfe circle the ring a couple of times before moving in and locking up in the centre of the ring, where they jockey for position with both attempting to push each other and get the upper hand as they move up against the ropes, where they battle up against the ropes before moving away and continuing to stay in hold before breaking away.
Simone: Early test of strength between the two, however, neither get the upper hand in this exchange.
They quickly back away and circle the ring once more as they contemplate their moves and stretch before slowly moving in, but Wolfe skips past Zdunich and grabs her around the waist, Zdunich grabs at Wolfe's hands to find a way out as Wolfe then pushes Zdunich forwards hoping to use the ropes but instead Zdunich counters and sends Wolfe through the ropes to the outside. Wolfe lands on her feet and looks back into the ring surprised and a little annoyed as she looks up at Zdunich.
Adams: Wolfe skips past Zdunich and grabs her around the waist, Zdunich grabs at Wolfe hands but quickly changes her mind and goes forward and somehow sends Wolfe through the ropes to the outside. Much to Wolfe surprise and annoyance.
Zdunich smirks, as Wolfe lets out a sigh, as Zdunich steps forwards and sits on the middle rope to allow Wolfe back in. Wolfe hesitates for a moment before climbing onto the apron and then through the ropes and back into the ring. Zdunich moves away from the ropes, where she and Wolfe circle the ring once more before moving in, where there is a brief lock up, but Zdunich quickly counters and locks in a full nelson on Wolfe, but before she can do anything else Wolfe breaks Zdunich hold but Zdunich turns Wolfe around and then Irish whips into the rope. Wolfe hits the ropes and grabs them but in that instant Zdunich tries to for a superkick and kicks nothing but air.
Simone: Zdunich shows Wolfe the respect and allows Wolfe back into the rope. They circle the ring once more, where they lock up, but Zdunich breaks and locks in a full nelson, but Wolfe breaks that and Zdunich spins Wolfe around and whips her towards the ropes and Wolfe grabs them and dodges the impending superkick.
Zdunich corrects her stance and then charges at Wolfe, Wolfe dodges Zdunich and sends her through the middle ropes to the outside of the ring. Wolfe backs off and Zdunich looks up in the ring and returns the glare that Wolfe gave her earlier. Zdunich moves around the ring and stops as Wolfe moves forward and steps on the bottom rope and offers Wolfe the chance to get back into the ring unharmed. Wolfe climbs back into the ring as she and Zdunich move around the ring as Zdunich offers a hand for a shake in the return of favour, but Wolfe slaps it away.
Adams: Good dodge. Zdunich charges at Wolfe and Wolfe side steps Zdunich and sends Zdunich through the ropes to the outside. Zdunich takes a moment before as she returns the glares at Wolfe as Wolfe this time return the favour and allows Zdunich back into the ring by holding the ropes. More respect show but that slips a little as Zdunich offers out a handshake, but Wolfe slaps her hand away.
They circle the ring once more before moving, but against Zdunich dodges Wolfe and grabs her around the waist and drags her down to the mat for a pin...
ONE!
KICKOUT!
Simone: They circle the once more before moving in but Zdunich dodges Wolfe and drags her down to the mat for a quick pin but only gets a one count.
Wolfe kicks out before she and Zdunich make their way to their feet and Wolfe grabs Zdunich and rolls her up into a tight package...
ONE!
KICKOUT!
Adams: Wolfe's turn for a quick and tight pin and this time Zdunich kicks out at one.
Zdunich this time kicks out as they quickly climb back to their feet, and Wolfe and Zdunich meet ba ck into middle of the ring, Zdunich gives Wolfe a hard shove and Wolfe stumbles backwards against the ropes, she then steps forward but is met with a hard forearm shot and she again stumbles back an into the corner, where Zdunich moves in again and grabs Wolfe hand and Irish whips her across the ring and into the corner and Zdunich follows up with a corner clothesline. Wolfe reels from the clothesline as Zdunich grabs her hand once more and goes to Irish whip Wolfe again but Wolfe counters and sends Zdunich into the corner and follows up with a leaping corner clothesline.
Simone: Back to their feet and Zdunich gives Wolfe a hard shove who stumbles back and Zdunich approaches again with a forearm shot before following up with an Irish whip and then a corner clothesline. Wolfe steps out from the corner, as Zdunich attempts the same move again but Wolfe counters and returns the favour with a leaping clothesline in the corner.
Zdunich stumbles from the corner as Wolfe turns and bounces off the ropes, as Zdunich dodges Wolfe and bounces off the ropes as she comes back she grabs Wolfe by the head and face plants her down to the mat, she then rolls her onto her stomach and goes for a pin...
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Adams: Nice little come back from Zdunich as she plants Wolfe's face to the mat and gets a two count from it.
Wolfe kicks out, as Zdunich shakes her head. She makes her way to feet where she grabs Wolfe by the hair and drags her up and then Irish whips her across the ring into the corner, where Wolfe hits the corner and stumbles out, as Zdunich takes a swing looking for the En Kristen Rättighet (A Woman's Right punch), but Wolfe sees it coming and ducks, as Zdunich and Wolfe turns, Wolfe catches Zdunich with a forearm shot , which rocks Zdunich and Wolfe follows up with a standing dropkick. Zdunich stumbles backwards into the rope and Wolfe follows up with a clothesline that sends Zdunich over the ropes to the outside. Zdunich stumbles backwards and Wolfe moves to the corner, where she climbs the turnbuckle to the top and then leaps off hitting a diving corkscrew plancha onto Zdunich.
Simone: Zdunich tries for that hard right punch but Wolfe dodges. They both turn and Wolfe blinks first and catches Zdunich with a boot to the stomach and then follows up with standing dropkick. She then sends Zdunich out of the ring and finally follows up with the Athletics Check to the outside.
Wolfe rolls away from Zdunich and slowly climbs to her feet, as Zdunich stays down. The ref shouts at Wolfe to bring the action back into the ring. Wolfe ignores them for a moment, as she grabs Zdunich and pulls her up, where she drives her up against the apron and then hits a superkick. Zdunich drops down to the mat, as Wolfe climbs into the ring and back out breaking the count of the ref who got up to three.
Adams: Wolfe drives Zdunich hard against the barriers and then follows up with a superkick. Zdunich is in trouble here.
Wolfe grabs Zdunich once more and pulls her up and places her between her legs as she looks for a piledriver. Wolfe tries to lift but Zdunich blocks it, and she lifts Wolfe up and over her back. Wolfe lands on her back and arches it. The ref starts another count after asking Wolfe to bring it back into the ring...
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: Zdunich dodges the piledriver for now.
Zdunich stays down, as Wolfe rolls onto her front and crawls away.
THREE!
FOUR!
Zdunich slowly sits up and moves to the ring steps, where she uses them to sit up and get to a knee, while Wolfe grabs the apron and also pushes herself up to a knee...
FIVE!
SIX!
They both climb to their feet and briefly step towards each other...
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Adams: Ref is up to eight and both dive back into the ring.
They then turn and rolls themselves back into the ring. They both get back to their feet, where Wolfe slowly moves to Zdunich and Zdunich hits an arm drag. They both get back to their feet once more and Zdunich moves in and grabs Wolfe's arm, Wolfe responds and fire in the Hope Destroyer (Ripcord Lariat), which catches Zdunich off guard as Wolfe goes for a pin...
Simone: Zdunich and Wolfe move in and Zdunich catches Wolfe with an arm drag. However, as they both get back to their feet again, Wolfe hits the Hope Destroyer and goes for a pin...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Adams: Wolfe picks up the win..
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall... Krystal Wolfe.
Wolfes music hits over the p.a as she climbs off Zdunich, as she slowly makes her way to feet as the ref raises her arm in victory.
The sound dripping water echoes all around. Slow, methodical drops spaced only a few seconds apart. Steady, and consistent, the sound of water splashing on steel. A man sits on the floor, legs up, head buried between his own knees. He sits in a dark space, only a spotlight illuminating him. Then the dripping stops.
Raven: One Hundred and Sixty Eight days. I started my reign, by facing Austin James Mercer. I matched Mercer's reign of dominance. One Hundred and Sixty Eight days. I stood as the Internet Champion, for One Hundred and Sixty Eight days. And now, like a toy discarded. Forgotten. Simply cast aside. Luna gets the rightful spotlight, and I appreciate the love that is given to her. Justifiably, she has shown that a slow start does not dictate a failure. But now. What do they do to Alexander Raven?
Laughter, the man rocking back and forth. Lifting his face from his knees, Alexander Raven. His eyes unfocused, staring off in to the distance. The slightest nodding of the head, the twitch of features. Frustration etching its way across his face. Digging in to all of his features, the edges of his eyes pulling tight.
Raven: One Hundred and Sixty Eight days, and now, snubbed. Two weeks in a row of nothing. Spit in the face of the King among Kings. The Kingslayer. I warned you, not to snub me. That I am not some simpering, whimpering mutt. I have previously put myself in situations of danger. I have taunted and mocked wolves. I have demanded my return for my passion. And now...
He uncrosses his ankles, pushing himself up on to his feet. The croak and cry of birds in the darkness. The sound of wind slowly becoming louder. Alex steps forward, his eyes locked with the camera. Contacts in his eyes, one with a roulette table, the other the globe symbol for the Internet.
Raven: I took the Roulette crown. I took the Internet crown. Now, I have my eyes focused. Freedom to hunt, and Kings to slay. I will be watching closely, Michael. Malachi. I'll be watching the Void, and I will step into it to prove that I am ready. That I am the next to ascend. That at the end of this tour, there will be no mystery. Alexander Raven will be the One True King, and I will put the blade to the throat of the false.
A smile crosses his face, full of teeth. Closer to a grimace than a smile. Laughter erupts from in his chest, causing his body to shake violently. Excessive, forced and utterly detached and cold. The screech of birds as a screen of Ravens fly in from the darkness, obscuring Alexander behind their bodies, wings and feathers. The laughter begins to fade, echoing off the darkness. And then, all is gone. No birds, no Alexander.
In the middle of the spotlight, a single white rose. Spattered with red.
Raven: I will not be denied.
And then.
Darkness.
Silence.
Nothing.
Backstage the cameras were able to catch up with the SCW Heavyweight Champion. He was as red as red could be in the face. If steam could physically come out of his ears. It would have. He was that pissed off. Pacing back and forth in a fit of rage.
Carmen Rivera-Harris: Who the hell was that?!
Blair DuCharme-Harris: How am I supposed to know?
Carmen Rivera-Harris: You're the one that does all the research. You have all the brains. As you...
Michael Harris: Shut the hell up! Both of you!
He shouted at the top of his lungs. Forcing Carmen and Blair to both jump in a bit of a stir. Neither one of them bothered to continue. Despite how they were not pleased with how they were talked to.
Michael Harris: I don't who in the blue-hell that gigantic twat was or why the fuck she thought it was okay to step into the ring and touch me. But that cunt is super lucky security was there tonight. If these people think it's below me to cause a woman bodily harm. They're sadly mistaken. I've got no problem snapping her neck like a twig.
Blair DuCharme-Harris: Chill out, the last thing you want to do is give them a reason to suspend you!
Michael Harris: You think I give a shit about any of that?
Carmen Rivera-Harris: No, but you should care about what's important. You're just a few minutes away from defending that championship. That's where your focus needs to be.
Michael Harris: I'm not an idiot, Carmen. I'm more than aware of where my focus needs to be, but I've become the most hated man on this roster. My attention is being pulled in all kinds of directions. I literally have to grow eyes in the back of my head. Everyone is coming for me. Everyone is trying to take me down. No one understands how hard it is to be The Icon.
There was a slight shake of his head. It was clear that he was still very upset about the situation at hand. Life was becoming just a little harder. Of course all by his own doing.
Blair DuCharme-Harris: Let's just head out there. Get it over with. Show them why you are at the top.
Michael Harris: My mindset hasn't changed...
Carmen Rivera-Harris: Hmm?
Michael Harris: I said it a few days ago. I don't want either of you ringside tonight. I've got to send this message loud and clear on my own. That's what everyone keeps bitching about. That I can't do it on my own. Well let's see what their excuse is when I slay Malachi right before their very eyes.
Carmen Rivera-Harris: You're bat shit crazy and becoming senile with your age. If you think either of us is staying back here after what just happened out there!
Blair DuCharme-Harris: It should not even matter to you what those imbeciles think. This is what they want. You are giving them exactly what they want. Perfect way to set you up!
Michael Harris: I said what I said. I'm going at this alone!
He found himself quickly snatching up the SCW Heavyweight Championship that was sitting on a nearby chair. Slinging it over his shoulder and walking out of his locker room, slamming the door shut behind him. He no sooner had shut the door and there was someone standing right there. Harris glared to his right to lock eyes with Holly Wood.
Michael Harris: What the hell are you doing here? Are you eavesdropping?!
Holly Wood: Actually, I was just coming up to ask for an interview. Heard a little commotion and decided to wait it out.
Michael Harris: And after hearing a so-called commotion. You really thought I'd still want to engage in some interview?
Holly Wood: Well...
Michael Harris: The answer is no. No, I don't, moron!
The glaring expression hadn't changed for even a second. Harris was not in a good mood and it didn't appear that was going to change anytime soon.
Michael Harris: But you're not going to even ask anything intelligent. It's going to be the same generic question everyone else would ask. All you need to know. All anyone needs to know... This.
Pointing at the SCW Heavyweight Championship on his shoulder.
Michael Harris: It isn't going anywhere. It's staying right where it's at. No matter how much you people want me to lose. It isn't going to happen. Malachi doesn't have it in him to beat me. And after the shit the kid talked this week. I'm looking forward to slapping him like a bitch. Dropping him on his head. Pinning him without breaking a sweat. And sending him back to the black abyss of obscurity. It's that simple. I am leaving here the champion!
He made it more than clear when he made sure the cameras got a close up look at the championship. For a brief second Harris started to walk off but stopped himself at the last second. Turning back.
Michael Harris: Oh, and one more thing. After this is all said and done Malachi. When you wake up from the coma I'm about to put you in. Tell Bella, I said hi.
Quite the arrogant smirk crossed his lips with a little wink escaping him. Then without so much as another word said. He found himself walking away. Leaving Holly Wood just standing there alone. By the sounds of the booing fans. It didn't appear any of them wanted to see or hear from him anymore, but sadly for them. He was the main event of the evening. Cue the cameras fading out to the next bit of action.
The camera returns to ringside where senior referee Jasmine St. John has entered the ring, Justin Decent pulling up on the middle rope to lend her an assist to step between the middle and bottom ropes. Justin offers his hand to her and Jasmine gladly accepts before she takes her place in the corner to the left. Justin then steps up to the center of the ring to begin.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the MAIN EVENT of Climax Control! It is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP!!!
The crowd cheers with anticipation!
Justin: Introducing first...!
The buzz of the night is clear by the excitement of the ground. Then all of the sudden the arena lights go completely out. For just a few seconds it is pitch black within the arena and leaving everyone in a state of confusion. All of the sudden the very opening guitar riffs to "Enter The Sandman" by Metallica began to play throughout the arena. Simply based on the music taking place the crowd began to react in a negative manner. Seemed no one was excited about who was coming to make their entrance. The lights came back on in a flash as the cameras were focused on the middle of the stage. Kneeling there with a leather jacket on and his head down was the wrestling legend himself, Michael Harris. Simply seeing him had the crowd booing more heavily. About that time the older gentleman slowly raised to his feet and looked out to the crowd with such a sinister smirk on his face. Bringing his arms out to either side of him seemingly to soak in the hate.
Justin: Making his way to the ring at this moment. Hailing from Chicago, Illinois. By the way, Brooklyn, New York. Weighing in at 240 pounds. He is a wrestling icon, a legend of sports entertainment, and a man that would like to remind you. He's BETTER than you, in every single aspect of life... the reigning and DEFENDING Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion!! MIIIIIICCCHHHHAAAAEEEELLLLL HAAAAAAARRRRIIIIISSSSS!
By this time Harris had made a couple of steps down the ramp. Hearing the crowd continue to boo him, he could be heard smarting off himself making sure to look right at the cameras to be heard on his way down the ramp. "They hate me, but still show up to see me." Shaking his head from side to side just as he finished walking down the ramp. Harris leaped up onto the apron landing on one knee before standing himself up. Wiping his feet off on the edge of the ring apron before lifting one leg over the rope and climbing into the ring. He was quick to take off the leather jacket he had on. Tossing it to the time keeper on the outside. Right away he turned around and headed for the middle of the ring. Standing there as he lifted both of his hands up and proceeded to flip the crowd off. Only resulting in more backlash from them. After lowering his hands he let a laugh fall from his lips while backing into the corner waiting for the match to begin.
Justin: And his opponent...!
The quiet beginning of "Blood//Water" by grandson begins playing through the speakers as Malachi enters the arena to a decidedly mixed reaction, though the boos slightly edge out the cheers. He simply stares around at the crowd with a look of indifference on his face as he walks down the ramp towards the ring, his eyes now burning with intense anger and hatred at the target inside of the ring! Malachi's pace quickens into a sprint and then to a full on dash! He slides inside of the ring as a realization dawns on the face of the champion and he holds a hand out, backing off but Malachi SPEARS the champion!!!
Adams: Malachi on the attack!!!
Simone: He's not waiting for the bell or his own introduction!!!
Michael struggles and kicks like a wild man, trying to escape this force of nature as Malachi pins him down and throws down, landing lefts and rights as Michael tries without success to shield himself with his forearms! Jasmine is right there, trying to order Malachi away but he's not listening! Jasmine grabs him by the arm to pry the challenger off and Michael uses this opportunity to quickly escape from the ring as Jasmine finally calls for the opening bell!
DING DING DING!!!
And no sooner does she, than Malachi dodges aside from her stance and rolls out of the ring to resume his attack on the champion! Michael sees him coming and takes off in a mad sprint to get away as Malachi gives chase! They race the entirety of the ring until Michael slides back inside and Malachi does the same! Michael tries a cheap shot as Malachi jumps to his feet but Malachi blocks the shot and returns fire, sending Harris to the mat! Michael is right back up and Malachi sends him right back down with a hard right! Michael staggers upright and falls back against the ropes where Malachi races right into him with a clothesline that sends him flying backwards over the top rope and the World Champion of SCW crashes to the ringside floor!
Simone: This is a fight! This is not a technical masterpiece like it COULD have been! This is an outright fight between two men!
Adams: There was no chance in hell this would be a wrestling match after what Michael Harris tweeted about Malachi's pregnant wife, Bella Madison!
Malachi tries to jump out of the ropes to go after the downed champion but Jasmine heads him off!E He tries to go around her but she will not yield and let him fight outside of the ring! Fuming, Malachi backs up as Jasmine turns to begin her count while Harris recovers on the outside of the ring...!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
But as Harris finally uses the ringside barricade to drag himself back to an upright position, Malachi gets a running start and he jumps to the top turnbuckle and FLIES off, wiping Harris out with a flying body press! Malachi jumps to his feet and lets out a battle cry, fists clenched as the crowd is firmly behind the challenger!
Simone: Listen to these fans support Malachi!!!
Adams: I bet this isn't a sound he's used to!!
Malachi turns and goes right back to work, grabbing Harris as the champion fights to recover but Michael grabs him by the trunks and pulls him forward, sending Malachi hard against the barricade!
Simone: That one move might give Harris the breather he is desperately needing right about now!
Michael smiles fiendishly, tapping a finger to his temple in a gesture of intellectual superiority. He pushes himself to his feet as Malachi starts to do the same. Michael winds up and charges for a clothesline in the floor but Malachi catches him with a high back body drop, Harris's back landing hard on the ground!
Adams: Bloody hell! There is no padding around ringside! It's just turf!!
Michael's face is contorted in pain with his back arched up high as Jasmine's count is underway!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
Malachi rolls back inside of the ring, then rolls right back out to break up the count and force Jasmine to begin anew!
Adams: Oh Malachi is pissed! He doesn't even care about the World title right now!
Simone: The honor and well being of his wife is his top priority right now and after what Michael Harris inferred... god help him before this one is over!
Malachi drags Harris up by the long, blond hair and he slams him face-first into the time keeper's table! He then slams his head into the table a second time... a third... a FOURTH! Malachi then grabs him by the arm and sends him careening into the steel ring steps so hard that Michael flies over them and hits the ground, tumbling over!
Adams: Yeah I'd say right about now Michael Harris is envying the Eilean Mor Lighthouse keepers!
Malachi finally grabs Michael who is scrambling to escape and he rolls him back inside of the ring! Malachi then climbs up onto the ring apron first, and then up to the top turnbuckle facing the crowd! He watches back over his shoulder as Michael regains his footing and turns around -- and Malachi moonsaults off the top rope, crashing into Harris and hooking the inside leg!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Michael kicks out!!!
Simone: Almost! We almost had a brand new World Heavyweight Champion!
Malachi looks toward Jasmine for confirmation and Harris uses this opportunity to again escape from the ring, rolling to the outside! Malachi rolls his eyes and follows him to the outside! Michael turns around and Malachi strikes fast with a superkick to the face! Harris goes down like he was shot! Malachi then drags him up to his feet and positions him on the announcer's desk!
Simone: Hey, back up! What do you think you're doing!?
Adams: I know what I'M doing! I'm getting out of here!
Malachi rolls inside to again break the count and he climbs up to the very top of the near corner!
Adams: What is he going to do!?
And Malachi LAUNCHES himself off the top for a flying elbow onto the prone Harris -- But Michael moves at the last second and Malachi CRASHES THROUGH THE TABLE!!!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!!!
Michael staggers to his feet and stumbles and struggles over to the ringside where he drags himself back inside whilst Malachi lays amidst the rubble of the table!
Adams: Oh that was a waste of a perfectly good table too!
Simone: Forget the table, Jason! Because of that one mistake, Malachi might lose this on a count out!
Indeed as Jasmine begins her count while Michael celebrates with arms raised as though the win was a mere formality!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!...
SEVEN!
Malachi begins to move...
EIGHT!
Malachi rolls over to his hands and knees...
NINE!
Malachi DIVES back inside, just before the count of ten!
Adams: YES!
Simone: This one is not over!
Michael is now all over his challenger, stomping away without remorse on every inch of Malachi's body and ignoring Jasmine's demands that he end the assault! And he does -- in his own way as Harris stops and then drops down to his knees and wraps both hands around the neck of Malachi, choking him! Jasmine orders a break and when he does not...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
And Michael indeed does break the choke rather than be disqualified! Michael stands up, dragging Malachi up along with him by the wrist and he knocks him right back down with a short-arm clothesline! Michael pulls him up again and this time grabs him into a front face lock and he whips him over with a snap suplex! Michael rolls over into the cover without hooking a leg!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Malachi kicks out!
Adams: I have to admit I am surprised he kicked out after going through our poor table!
Simone: Enough about the table!
Michael glares at Jasmine but his hard stare bounces right off the senior referee and Michael pulls Malachi up into a seated position and he brutalizes him with a series of strong, swinging forearm into his head and face from behind! Michael then drags him up to his feet and Irish whips him into the ropes and swings for a clothesline but Malachi ducks under and comes off the far side -- and right into a leaping knee strike to the face! Harris grabs him into a front face lock and hooks the leg, bringing him over with a fisherman's suplex, arching his back for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
Malachi kicks out!
Michael jumps to his feet and gets in Jasmine's face, arguing with her! He points a finger in her face and she slaps it aside!
Simone: Careful! You already did that once tonight with Tempest!
Adams: Yeah and look how well that turned out!
A fuming champion turns back around and grabs Malachi by the boot, trapping him in an ankle lock submission! Malachi yells out in horrid pain, propping himself up on his forearms and then his hands as a sadistic Michael twists and tears at his ankle! Jasmine asks if he wants to tap but Malachi shakes his head no! Instead, he uses his forearms to drag himself closer and closer toward the bottom rope! He stretches out a hand to reach and Harris drags him right back to the center of the ring, resuming the hold!
Adams: Center of the ring and nowhere to go!
Simone: Malachi might have no other choice but to tap! Live and fight another day!
Yet still Malachi refuses to tap! He comes close, raising a hand as if he is about to but ultimately does NOT! He pushes himself up onto his hands and tucks his head down, then somersaults over which causes Harris to lose his footing and fall into the corner, striking his face into the middle turnbuckle with a whiplash effect!
Simone: Now's his chance! Malachi needs to recover and fight!
Adams: It might be hard to do with just one leg to stand on!
Both men fight their way back to their feet! Michael turns and goes for a wicked right to the face of Malachi but the challenger answers back with a shot of his own! Then two men begin swinging and a wild melee brawl erupts in the center of the ring and the SCW Universe is LOVING it! The fight is dead even despite the size and weight advantage, such is Malachi's drive! At least until Michael strikes low with a kick to Malachi's bad ankle, causing the challenge to stumble back against the ropes! Michael gets a running start for a boot to the face but Malachi ducks and Harris hands himself up on the top rope, groin-first! Malachi then grabs the top rope and BOUNCES him up and down until the champion FLIES off!
Simone: There go any plans for after with his wives!
Adams: Oh get REA, Bel! At his age stuff like that just doesn't happen any more!
Harris CRASHES onto the canvas and he gets up on wobbly legs, clutching himself and Malachi comes off the ropes with a one handed bulldog!
Simone: Oh come ON! Harris's wives are at ringside!
Adams: They're up on the apron, arguing with Jasmine!
Michael staggers to his feet and Malachi grabs him from behind and...!
Adams: PURE MALICE!!! HE HIT IT! HE HIT IT!!!
Malachi with the cover! The crowd counts!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT!
And Malachi looks up in confusion and sees the distraction!
Simone: Come on, Malachi had at LEAST an eight count!
Malachi jumps up and confronts Blair as across the ring, Carmen slides a steel folding chair into the ring!
Simone: No...nonono!
Malachi argues with Blair and Jasmine both as Michael takes the chair in hand with a twisted smile on his face! He creeps up behind Malachi with the chair and he raises it - just as Malachi turns around and he blocks the blow, tearing the chair from Harris's grasp!
Adams: Oh NOW you're going to get it!
Simone: But he needs to be careful!
Michael backs up into the near corner, his hands held out, PLEADING as Malachi corners him with the chair! Malachi then raises the chair and swings right at his head -- but Michael dives out of the way and to the outside of the ring! Malachi turns around and Jasmine confronts him!
Simone: Oh no...!
Malachi shakes his head "no" but Jasmine calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Adams: Jasmine!
Simone: He's been disqualified! Malachi has been disqualified!
Malachi throws the chair down in anger as Blair grabs the World title away from Jasmine on the outside and gives it over to a jubilant Michael Harris as Carmen wraps her arms around his upper torso!
Justin: Here is your winner! As the result of a disqualification! And STILL World Heavyweight Champion! MICHAEL HARRIS!!!
The crowd BOOS as Carmen and Blair raise Michael's arms in celebratory victory while an obviously PISSED OFF Malachi watches from the ring, arguing with Jasmine in the wake!
Simone: I don't-- I just don't believe this! Michael Harris is the one who brought the chair into the ring...!
Adams: And Malachi is the one to get disqualified!
The crowd continues to boo the decision as Jasmine exits the ring, Malachi paces the ring like a angry tiger, hands on his hips!
Simone: Fans, we are out of time! Next week, Sin City Wrestling arrives in Grantown-on-Spey, Scottish Highlands where we investigate the mysterious case of the Grey Man of Ben Macdui! Until then...on behalf of Jason Adams...!
Jason leans into the camera with a goofy smile and waves.
Simone: I am Belinda Simone! So long everyone!
The camera focuses one final time on Malachi and then fades out as credits roll.
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