The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Tucson Convention Center in Tucson, Arizona. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.
A spotlight then begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.
He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants...
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out at the capacity crowd on hand. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the TCC Arena in Tucson, Arizona and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd cheers as Amanda walks out, dressed in a light blue flower covered dressed, with a white apron on and her hair up in grey curls, with a head scarf; the music starts and Amanda begins her performance.
Amanda: You know I'm getting older and I've gained some weight, too.
In my imagination I am just twenty-two.
I'm way too busy to do Jenny, Weight Watchers, too.
The fast food is to blame, cholesterol's through the roof.
If there's a camera up in here, that's taking photographs of me, then it's true, that you.
Must sign this confidentiality agreement right here, telling you, what to do.
'Cause if you run the pics you got without the use of photoshop, I will hunt you down!
'Cause baby this is show business, nobody wants the truth.
Don't even try it, this is my diet.
Retouch my body.
Sketch me some more.
Take off sixty pounds, then take of ten more.
Retouch my body.
Resize my head, clean up my skin.
Please tone done the red.
Retouch my body.
Lipo my thighs, with your computer mouse.
I'm as big as a house.
Retouch my body.
Remove every curve.
I'm going to the mall, to get a soft serve.
Give me a tiny waist, because I eat like a slob.
Remove a chin or two, and how's about a nose job?
Erase under my eyes, where it is wrinkled and dark.
Your resume says that you worked on Jurassic Park.
If there's a camera up in here, that's taking photographs of me, then it's true, that you.
Must sign this confidentiality agreement in blood, or else you, will get sued.
'Cause if I end up on Perez Hilton looking like a Lez, I will hunt you down.
'Cause baby this is show business, nobody wants the truth.
Don't even try it, this is my diet.
Retouch my body.
Don't wanna look tragic.
So call Industrial, Light and Magic.
Retouch my body.
Make me look lean.
Like fat-ass Oprah, on "O" magazine.
Retouch my body.
Even at my tits.
And make sure this au couture size two fits.
Retouch my body.
Blur it some more.
Come on and give me what I'm paying you for!
Retouch my body.
I just want some Gummy Bears.
I refuse to take the stairs.
Make me fucking young and sweet.
Get rid of my cellulite.
I don't want no photo, boy.
I want an oil painting.
Retouch my body.
Don't cause any trouble.
I am in denial.
Don't you burst my bubble.
Retouch my body.
Just look at Madonna.
In real life she looks like an ancient iguana.
Retouch my body.
And if you can, of course,
Try and make me look like less of a horse.
Retouch my body.
I've no other choice.
I only wish you could retouch my voice.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch, retouch, retouch, retouch.
Retouch my fucking body!
The crowd cheers and applauds As Amanda curtsy and scamper off stage. Before vanishing behind the curtains, Amanda turns and blows some kisses before ducking behind and vanishing backstage.
The camera changes to a shot of the broadcasters table with Belinda Simone and Jason Adams...
Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to the famed TCC Arena in Tucson, Arizona as the Road To Summer XXXTreme XI continues! On behalf of my colleague Jason Adams...
Jason does the "RVD thumbs" routine with a cheesy smile.
Simone: I am Belinda Simone! Welcome to SCW Climax Control!
Adams: It's been a long time since we've been here in Tucson, Bel! But it's fitting! It's hot as hell here and we're on the road to the Hottest Event of the Summer!
Simone: That's right! Summer XXXTreme XI is only weeks away and we are growing closer to fulfilling everything possible for that evening!
Adams: Helluva Bottom Carter is looking to build himself back up where he wants to be in the standings, and he opens the night up facing Sal Darius!
Simone: Speaking of Carter, one of his former friends, the now nefarious Krystal Wolfe goes up against a former friend of Carter's in Krystal Wolfe!
Adams: It's a Clash of the Titans! A Battle of the Behemoths! Two alphas go at it who just do NOT like each other when "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart fights Austin James Mercer! And it WILL be a fight!
Simone: The next Mixed Tag Team Qualifying match is next when the new team of Alexandra Calaway and Miles Kasey face the unorthodox combo of Eiley and Oliver Zahn!
Adams: Keira Fisher-Johnson will be going up against Krystal Wolfe in a grudge match at Summer XXXTreme XI but tonight Keira preps for that one by facing Krystal's former friend, Ariana Angelos!
Simone: And in tonight's Main Event! It's the Clash of the Champions! The reigning Internet Champion Jack Washington goes up against the current Roulette Champion, Peter Vaughn! All this and more on SCW Climax Control!
Climax Control had no sooner than finished up with the opening of the night. As the arena lights dimmed down followed by the loud sounds of "Enter The Sandman" by Metallica had begun to play over the arena's speakers. Resulting in a pretty loud set of boos coming from the live audience there in Tucson, Arizona. A single spotlight shined down on the middle of the entrance way as the curtain was pulled back some and the SCW Heavyweight Champion, Michael Harris came walking out. That arrogant smirk plastered all across his lips with the championship over his shoulder.
Simone: This would be the appropriate time for a bathroom break right?
Adams: That joke was played out on Twitter. As much as I don't like the guy, let's try and be a little original.
Simone: Me?! You know damn well everything that's about to come out of this man's mouth is going to be the re-hashed crap we've been listening to for months now!
By that time Harris had made his way down the ramp a little big at a time. The spotlight had followed him the entire way, keeping him the center of attention. Not that it appeared anyone in the audience was wanting anything to do with that. As he had approached the ringside area, the ring could be seen with a little bit of a set up to it. A sign hanging with "The Harris Effect" in big bold letters. A chair with a microphone sitting right there. Maybe the most annoying thing though was the gigantic poster of the night Harris became the SCW Heavyweight Championship right on it. Harris just happened to be pulling himself up on the ring apron at that point.
Adams: The sooner this is over, the sooner the show is going to get better. I can promise that to the people watching.
Simone: Sooner, this man is no longer under contract. The sooner that SCW will be right back in their glory days.
Adams: I would have said our best bet to this man leaving is when his ego was shattered at Summer XXXTreme with what happened to J2H. I don't see him leaving anytime soon, sadly.
Back in the ring, Harris had entered it and snatched up the microphone that was sitting on that chair. As soon as it was in his hands. The lights went back to normal, his music started to fade out, but has still very much the center of attention. Boos were deafening inside the arena. All of which made the man smirk even more before bringing that microphone up to his lips.
Michael Harris: Ladies and gentlemen. Allow me to welcome you to the only quote unquote talk show to ever matter in professional wrestling: The Harris Effect!
Boos rang out once again in unison with each other. As loud as they could make them.
Michael Harris: This show has created some of the most magic moments in wrestling history. Such as the time I dropped my first ex-wife for her best friend. Or the time I brought a former World Champion onto the show. That was on the verge of a mental break down because they were being stalked every week. Only for me to reveal it had been me all along when I shattered a glass vase over the back of their head. Needless to say myself and this show has really made some legendary moments in this business.
His lips continued to curl into that arrogant smirk.
Adams: I don't know why this man is even flexing like this. That's not something to even remotely brag about. Sounds rather creepy if you ask me.
Simone: What is the kids say now days? Weird flex bro?
Harris found himself just pacing back and forth in the ring for a moment or two. Seemingly taking in the interaction from the hateful fans in attendance. Before stopping and bringing the microphone to his lips.
Michael Harris: So, I thought to myself. Tonight let's make history. Let's bring it back for one night. Let's have a guest of honor and let's get some things out of the way. Because over the last few weeks. It's pretty clear that there is a giant elephant in the room that needs to be addressed.
There was a brief pause on his end. As he glared out into the audience.
Michael Harris: In case you haven't put two and two together, because you're idiots. I'm the guest of honor and the elephant in the room is the Hit and Run situation that took place with James Hunginton-Hawkes... You know I get it. I really do. I understand why I was made the prime suspect. People like Christian Underwood despite their claims never wanted me as champion. They didn't see much in me. Their hand was just forced to give me an opportunity and I made the most of it. Something that without a doubt grinds his gears every single day. Because I took that opportunity and I made the most of it.
Once again the man paused as he eyed the SCW Heavyweight Championship sitting on his shoulder. Just the sight of what he was doing disgusted the fans in attendance.
Simone: This guy is that delusional huh? Christian never had to do anything. He gave him an opportunity, because he did see something.
Adams: Listen, you can't rationalize with old people that have dementia. It just never goes well.
As much as those fans in attendance were letting the man in the ring knew how he felt about them. There was simply no slowing him down.
Michael Harris: And now that I've made the most of it. He along with so many others are upset they can't get this championship off me. Let alone see to it that I lose in this ring. Every single person they throw at me is getting ran through like Riley Reid on a Saturday Morning. So, when the "ever so tragic" accident happened to J2H. It made sense to blame me. Paint me to be this evil bastard. Make it look like I was trying to cut a corner. Like I was trying to get out of defending MY championship. And boy did Christian want that to be true. Only for him to have to be faced with the cold hard REALITY that it wasn't me. I wasn't even in the building, let alone the city when it happened!
The arrogance that oozed out of him with that statement. He really felt like he had pulled one over on everyone and it just felt so good.
Michael Harris: Now the reason all of this is so funny to me. It has nothing to do with the fact I was an easy target. It has nothing to do with the fact that Christian is clearly biased. It has nothing to even do with the fact the man had to eat his words. Instead it has everything to do with the fact that the entire time the person that was actually responsible was right under his nose the entire time...
As he was continuing his words in the ring. The general reaction of the fans could be heard changing. There were no more boos, but instead some very ecstatic cheers.
Adams: Oh look out!
Simone: Huh?!
At that moment CALVIN HARRIS hopped the barricade right by the commentators table which was positioned behind the Heavyweight Champion. He had no idea what was coming his way as Calvin slid right into the ring and CLUBBED the champion from behind. Harris dropped to his knees as Calvin proceeded to go on the attack. Dropping down and swinging with everything he had. Drilling the champion in the face, the ribs, just about anywhere he could get a hold of. All while Harris was trying to scurry out of the ring but Calvin was not having it.
Simone: Holy hell! Calvin is beating the hell out of his uncle right now!
Adams: This is what this old man gets! Everyone knows he has SOMETHING to do with what happened to J2H and then he goes to try and frame Calvin for it?! Yeah, let him beat his ass!
Simone: I'm all for it, but I really don't think in all the time dealing with Calvin over the years. I've seen him hit the ring so angry and with so much intensity!
Adams: Michael tried to take this man's life away from him! Screw the idea of professional wrestling for a minute. He tried to get this man locked up and have a felony on his record for the rest of his life!
Simone: But to be fair! We don't even know if Calvin is innocent or not!
Inside the ring Calvin had managed to perch his uncle and the Heavyweight Champion up in the corner. Reigning down with fists drilling him in the face. Small trickles of blood could be seen dripping from the corner of the SCW Heavyweight Champion's eye. Calvin was without a doubt getting those licks in and there wasn't much the champion could do about it. Calvin then kicked the champion in the gut and forced him to fall to his knees. Calvin took a couple steps back with a crazed look in his eye.
Adams: He looks like he's lost it! This might spell disaster for the champion!
Simone: I think Calvin proved his point, but he doesn't need to do something he's going to regret!
Adams: I say, do first and ask for forgiveness second!
Just as Calvin was about to storm forward SEVERAL SECURITY GUARDS slid into the ring. Five to six of them immediately rushed Calvin to back him up into the corner to stop anything else from taking place. A few others were helping Harris himself roll out of the ring. With a little more blood trickling down his face, Harris snatched his Heavyweight Championship up and started to retreat up the ramp. He was enraged all while Calvin was doing everything he could to break through the security guards holding him back. As the champion was being guarded while he talked up the ramp. He was shouting at the top of his lungs.
Michael Harris: You sorry piece of shit! I'm going to have you arrested again! This time for assault! You are a loose cannon!
Back inside the ring Calvin was able to break as he started to make a dash for the ropes, but he no sooner than got to them and the security dogpiled him. Pulling him back towards the center of the ring. By that time Harris was at the top of the ramp still shouting at the top of his lungs.
Michael Harris: First J2H, now me! Something needs to be do---
Before he could finish his statement. The sounds of "Unbelievable" by EMF began to pump through the speakers. Causing Harris' jaw to drop some as he turned himself around. All eyes were focused at the top of the ramp where Christian Underwood was now stepping out from behind the curtain with a microphone in hand.
Adams: It looks like business is about to pick up!
Simone: You know one of the worst things Harris could've done was make an enemy out of Christian?! Could you imagine if these two were on the same page?!
Adams: Oh god. That's a company I do not want to work for. So no, I'd rather not think about it.
Simone: Well, guess it's a good thing Michael made that mistake then huh?
By that time the music had started to die down. Harris went from a jaw dropped expression to a rather annoyed one. He could just tell this wasn't going to end well for him as Christian brought the microphone up to speak.
Christian Underwood: Wow! Mikey looks like you bit off a little more than you can chew huh? I wish I could say I'm surprised but... we know I'm not.
A small smirk was on Christian's lips. Harris was standing there between Christian and a ring full of security guards holding Calvin back. Smack dab in the middle of the ramp with nowhere to really go.
Christian Underwood: Last week I told you. I didn't buy what you were selling. Yet, you kept it up and in the process got Calvin arrested at the end of last week's show.
Michael Harris: That's what he---
Christian Underwood: I wasn't done talking, boy!
There was an uproar of cheers from the fans. Not that Christian was that much of a fan favorite, but when it came to the champion. He seemed like the lesser of two evils.
Christian Underwood: You caused that man in the ring to spend twenty four hours in jail. As resources were spent to determine whether or not he was the one behind the so called attack on J2H. A crime that he didn't commit and we have proof of that. He was cleared Monday morning this week. So, I don't blame this man at all for coming out here and whooping your ass!
Another round of cheers could be heard. Cameras getting a close up of Calvin in the ring who still very much wanted a piece of his uncle. Before they found themselves right back on Christian.
Christian Underwood: While we still aren't sure of the condition of J2H. You said something last week that caught my attention in more ways than one. You told me I should be concerned with how we're going to sell Summer XXXTreme without a Main Event. Well for one, tickets are already sold out and it has nothing to do with you.
That smug smirk on his face grew.
Christian Underwood: And two, I have no other choice but to understand that we might not have a main event for that championship. If J2H is in fact out... but the thing is you don't make those calls. You don't run the show. You never have and you never will. And yes while you might be champion. You don't get a say in when you defend that championship. That's a call for Mark and myself. So therefore I got a little treat for everyone here in Arizona.
There was some rumblings from the crowd. The announcement wasn't even made yet, and the excitement was there. Harris found himself shaking his head.
Michael Harris: No... No... No! Don't do something stupid!
Christian Underwood: Oh it isn't stupid. In fact it's very bright. You must defend your championship at least every thirty days and with Summer XXXTreme up in the air at this moment. I'm deciding you will DEFEND that championship tonight on Climax Control. And your opponent WILL BE.... Calvin!
The crowd just lost it with the official announcement. Christian looked at Harris for a brief moment with that smug smirk before he began to walk off the stage. The bu
was at an-all time high with what the fans were going to be looking forward to a little later in the night.Simone: What an announcement by Christian!
Adams: I'm not so sure how I feel about Calvin being given a title shot tonight, but if it's going to get the title off this old prick. I'm all for it.
Simone: Look, I don't blame Christian one bit for doing this. Harris has to understand he doesn't run the show. He framed an innocent man. And if we're not going to get a main event for Summer XXXTreme. This is the next best thing!
Adams: Maybe it is, but really deep down. I was holding out for J2H versus Harris and I know so were other people!
Harris looked towards the ring for a moment with fear in his eyes. Calvin standing there with a smirk on his face and mouthing some words that couldn't be seen. Tonight just got interesting as the cameras cutaway.
We cut to the ring where we see one solitary female wrestler, however unlike most female wrestlers her body is almost completely covered, a mask covers her face, she has donned a black hoodie with the hood up and jeans and even her fingers are covered by gloves.
Simone: Well, it's that time again, despite already being in action tonight Krystal has a public workout and this week it's against one opponent who we don't even know that much about, even compared to the other girls Krystal has ran through.
Adams: I'm just surprised that she's wearing a hoodie, in Arizona, IN JUNE!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, this is the Krystal Wolfe public workout, one fall to a finish! If Krystal's opponent lasts five minutes or defeats Krystal Wolfe they will receive five grand! Introducing first, from Parts Unknown, The DTU Kid!
The crowd cheers the young female wrestler as The DTU Kid sits down in a corner.
Simone: DTU? Why does that acronym sound familiar?
Adams: Don't throw underwear maybe?
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, accompanied by her executive consultant Jessica.
Justin: Her opponent! Being accompanied by her "Executive Consultant" Jessica Stevens! From Adelaide, Australia she is "The SA Slaya" Krystal Wolfe!
The crowd boos Krystal's announcement and she smirks before she and Jessica start making their 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 kneeling position whilst facing the crowd, one arm on the middle rope and the other on her right leg, she then holds down the middle rope for Jessica to enter the ring before she jumps into the ring over the top rope, soaking in the boos all the while.
Simone: The kid hasn't moved from her seated position even after Krystal made her entrance.
Adams: I'd say she's worried but I can't tell with that mask.
Drew calls for the bell and Krystal smirks as she asks for a mic.
Krystal: Really? The best they could find was someone stupid enough to wear a hoodie in this weather?
Krystal scoffs as the kid pulls herself out of the corner.
Krystal: This won't take long.........
KRYSTAL TURNS AROUND INTO A BEAUTIFUL DROPKICK FROM THE KID! Krystal gets back to her feet and eats another dropkick from the kid for her troubles sending her to the outside!
Simone: WHOA! The kid is really taking it to Krystal!
Adams: And with a lot more talent than anyone could've expected!
Jessica quickly joins Krystal as The Kid measures her up.
Krystal: Who the fuck is that bitch?!
Jessica: I don't know! She just showed up for the workout!
DTU Kid: Hey! Remember me?!
Krystal looks up at the DTU Kid (who, for some reason, is speaking with a South Australian accent) just in time for the youngster to dive over the ropes and onto Krystal! Jessica got out of the way and the Kid rolls Krystal back into the ring only to get blindsided by Jessica whilst Drew is preoccupied.
Simone: Sadly that was inevitable.
Adams: Aside from that, did the DTU Kid's accent sound familiar to anyone else? And I don't just mean that it's from the same region of Australia as Krystal!
Jessica rolls the kid back into the ring and Krystal smirks before stomping away at the mysterious rookie, however Krystal notices that there's only one minute left on the clock and goes to end it with the Hope Destroyer as Jessica jumps up on the apron to taunt her.
Simone: And Krystal's about ready to end it!
Adams: Great effort DTU Kid, stick a fork in her she's........
THE KID REVERSES THE MOVE AND SENDS KRYSTAL INTO JESSICA KNOCKING HER OFF THE APRON! Krystal turns around and the youngster rolls her into a small package!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: HERE IS YOUR WINNER, THE DTU KID!
Simone: THE DTU KID DID IT! SHE BEAT KRYSTAL!
Adams: WHAT AN UPSET!
It's hard to tell the kid's reaction due to the mask but Drew raises her hand in victory, she asks for a mic and is given one as Krystal sits there in shock.
DTU Kid: I asked if you remembered me earlier, but you never answered! Then again, I guess it's been a few months since I was last here!
Simone: What is she talking about?
The kid removes her hoodie revealing a tanktop underneath exposing her tattooed arms, navel piercing and long black hair (in a ponytail) to the world as well as her dark complexion, it starts to click with Krystal as she stands up.
And then the kid removes her mask.
Cassie: Isn't that right, Charlotte?
Simone: IT'S CASSIE! SHE'S COME TO GET REVENGE FOR KRYSTAL'S ATTACK!
Adams: The DTU Kid must've been a reference to Krystal's old nickname, Down Under Thunder!
If the crowd wasn't going wild before they are now as Keira joins her protégé in the ring with a big grin in her face.
Cassie: Oh and by the way? Keira wasn't lying, she was telling the truth about us because she got it straight from my mouth, and I got it straight from my mom's.
Cassie takes a a deep breath before she gets in Krystal's face.
Cassie: We're not cousins Krystal, WE'RE SISTERS!
Simone: WAIT, WHAT?!
Adams: That was the secret that Keira had over Krystal.
Krystal stands their shell-shocked before she leaves the ring with Jessica.
Cassie: Keira, feel free to shoot me if I ever get the idea to wear a hoodie in this weather again!
Keira: I'll make you run laps for weeks if you ever do it again. Krystal, like I said before. Welcome to your own personal Hell!
Krystal and Jessica leave as the scene fades.
In the ring, Dawn Barnes can be seen checking the ropes.
Simone: Our opening match tonight features Helluva Bottom Carter against Sal Darius. And if you ask me, I will not be going anywhere close to him.
Justin Decent moves to the ring and climbing the ring stairs, he slides between the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring.
Adams: Let's go to Justin for the introductions.
Justin:The following contest is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...
Glee Cast Version of "I Know What Boys Like" begins to play and Carter steps through the curtains, holding an ankle length, sleeveless black robe closed in front of him. he then whips it open, revealing his ring attire of a printed belly t, booty shorts and thigh high boots. He holds one hand behind his head while running the other hand down his body while grinding his hips to the music.
Justin: From Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds, he is the "Hardcore Bottom"... Helluva Bottom Carter!!
Carter drops the robe to the stage and runs toward the ring, slapping hands offered out to him all around the ringside area. He then hops up onto the ring apron in a split and slides beneath the bottom rope. He crawls seductively on all fours until he arrives in his corner. He pulls himself up and then lays across the top corner, awaiting the start of the match/his opponent's introduction.
Simone:
Justin: And his opponent...
Carter's music slows as a man straightens up in the ring and holds his arm up.
Justin: In the ring, Sal Darius!
Adams: This man has been trying and failing in SCW and it looks like the threat of him isn't felt by HB Carter.
Simone: Seriously, Carter loves playing to the crowd.
Standing inside the ring, Darius glares at Carter who is flirting with the crowd.
Simone: Looks like Sal is focusing on beating Carter.
Adams: Well we will see because there is the bell.
DING DING DING!
The sound of the bell sends Sal charging towards Carter with bad intentions but Carter is able to avoid the attack by ducking under the outstretched hands of Sal. Carter turns and uses a chop on the chest of Sal that he just ignores as he grabs at the head of Carter and whips him into the corner. Carter turns and sees Sal headed into the corner and ducks past him. Sal stops and turns as Carter charges in and leaps on the thighs of the bigger man. Carter attempts a monkey flip but Sal just tosses him into the middle of the ring. Carter gets on his hands and knees to see Sal striding towards him. Carter pushes himself backwards and under the bottom rope to the outside. Sal follows him to the ropes and reaching over the top rope, grasps Carter by the hair and pulls him on the apron. Before Sal can pull him into the ring, Carter grabs him by the back of the head and drops to the floor and hanging Sal on the top rope which slingshots him backwards. Quickly sliding into the ring, Carter attempts a pin.
Adams: Carter going for a pin when this match has barely begun..that isn't going to end well.
Sal easily presses Carter off him and rolls to his hands and knees. Carter gets to his feet and then rushes to grab the leg of Sal to try and put in him a sharpshooter. Sal uses his leg strength to prevent the hold and then kicks Carter into the ropes. Carter rebounds as Sal rises. Catching Carter by the throat with two hands, he slams him to the mat. Carter arches in pain as he rolls on the canvas. Sal stands over him before pulling him up and lifting him onto his shoulders. Sal punishes Carter with a gorilla press before slamming him to the mat again. With Carter writhing on the mat, Sal drops to one knee and covers Carter carelessly. Carter kicks out which only angers Sal who begins to rain down punches on him. Putting his hand on the throat of Carter, Sal again makes a pin. Barnes tells Sal that she won't make a count because of the choke hold that he is using for the pin. Sal growls at her to count the pin but Barnes shakes her head no. Carter continues to kick as he tries to force the hand off his throat. Dawn begins to count after warning Sal she would disqualify him. Finally at four, Sal releases the hold on Carter's throat and rises towards Dawn menacingly.
Simone: He better be careful about threatening Dawn Barners the referee.
Barnes warns Sal off as Carter rolls to the ropes. Using his hands and the ropes, Carter stands and leans against them as Sal turns to glare at him. The large man charges at him with a big boot attempt but Carter throws himself to the side and avoids the boot but Sal hurts his leg on the top rope. Carter sees an advantage and rushes toward Sal to land on his back and take him off his feet with a reverse frankensteiner that sends Sal to the mat. Carter quickly rushes to the corner and climbs the turnbuckles to the top. Looking down at Sal who is slowly getting up, Carter launches himself off the top rope with a frog splash that stops Sal from getting to his hands and knees. Carter rolls to the side clutching his midsection in pain as Sal sucks in air from the frog splash. Carter fights his way to his hands and knees and crawls towards Sal who sits up and turns with a glare at Carter who stops in his tracks with a surprised look on his face.
Adams: I think he thought that he had Sal beat.
Simone: Going to take much more than that to beat Darius.
Sal gets to his feet slowly as Carter has a deer in the headlights look and backs away from Sal. Darius reaches out and catching Carter by the head, he starts to hit him with rights and lefts that stagger the smaller man. Sal follows him around the ring raining punches and kicks on Carter with one final punch, launches Carter into the ropes then he rebounds into a clothesline that rocks him right out of his boots. Carter lays on the mat as Barnes checks on him. Sal reaches down and pulling Carter to his feet, scoops him up and violently slams him to the mat once more. Carter arches in pain as his hand goes to his back. Sal looks down at him with no emotion before picking him up again and once more scooping him up for a body slam. Carter manages to use a forearm on Sal that prevents the second body slam as Sal drops him to the mat. Carter is quick to roll to the outside and rests against the ring apron. Sal drops and rolls out of the other side of the ring and stalks towards Carter who sees him coming and rushes to the ringsteps to launch himself at the bigger man with shooting star ddt that sends Sal to the floor face first in front of the announce table
Simone: YES, Carter drops Sal Darius!
Leaving Sal on the outside, Carter rolls into the ring and breaks the count. Barnes moves towards the ropes to check on a slowly rising Sal who uses the announce table to rise. He smirks at Belinda who backs away quickly as Jason steps in front of her. Sal backs away with a menacing grin as Carter leaps on the turnbuckle and launches himself towards the bigger man with a moonsault to the outside that sends both of the men to the floor once more. Both men are on the floor in pain as Dawn again starts to count. Sal rises slowly as Carter begins to crawl to the ringsteps. Pulling himself up using the steel, Carter pulls himself to the ring apron and then rolls slowly under the bottom rope. Sal reaches up and pulls himself up to the apron with one hand then slides over the middle rope and into the ring before glaring at the slowly rising Carter.
Simone: Behind you Carter!!!
Carter leans back in the corner as Sal charges in at Carter who sees him coming then leaps over the shoulder block before turning as Sal straightens and turns in the corner. Catching him by the back of the head as he leaps on the thighs of Sal, Carter pulls him out of the corner with a double knee face smash that has both knees striking the face of Darius and sending him to the mat. Carter rushes to the corner and climbing to the top, hits his fruit fly finisher on Sal that drives the air from his lungs. Carter grabs at both legs of Sal and rolls him over for a pin as Barnes drops to the mat and makes the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Dawn motions for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, H B Carter!
Carter gets to his feet as Dawn checks on Sal.
Adams: Helluva Bottom Carter getting the win tonight on Sal.
Simone: It was quite the match Jason. What an opener for tonight's Climax Control.
Barnes holds up the arm of Carter in victory as Sal gets to his feet and moves to the ropes to leave the ring and head up the ramp.
Adams: Congrats again to Carter.
Sal disappears backstage as HB Carter continues to celebrate in the ring.
The scene opens backstage where we see a visibly annoyed Krystal Wolfe and Jessica Stevens standing by, we soon see the source of the hated duo's annoyance as we see "Stoner" Scott Oliver standing next to them for an interview.
Krystal: Seriously?!
Scott: Pussy and Ms. Rocky Mountains refused to do this interview.
Jessica: And they sent you?!
Scott: Hey man I'll interview anyone! Even women as hated as you two.
Jessica quickly turns to Krystal.
Jessica: If I get a contact high from this guy, will they let you get away with breaking his arm?
Krystal: Probably not, like it or not he is an interviewer!
Krystal sighs as she runs a hand down her face.
Krystal: At least this stoner won't be as annoying as Cassie!
Scott: That's the spirit! Tonight you are taking on Dawn Warren in a rematch, you lost the first one......
Krystal: Because she got lucky!
Scott: Riiiiiighht! But now you've got your........
Scott checks a note given to him by Ms. Rocky Mountains.
Scott: "Big Titted Whore who keeps Interrupting Interviewers to tell them that she's......."
Jessica: AN EXECUTIVE CONSULTANT!
Scott: Err, yeah, that! Now that you've got her in your corner, will the result be different?
Krystal: "Will the result be different"? What kind of question is that?! Off course Dawn won't get lucky two weeks in a row! I'll beat her tonight and send a message to Keira, Ariana and whoever else has decided that I'm a bitch because I'm through playing nice!
Scott: So the rest of the Bombshell Roster?
Jessica and Krystal share a look.
Jessica: Fuck it, this idiot's not worth our time!
Krystal: If it weren't for that damn lawsuit I'd hire my own interviewer! Let's just get going!
Krystal and Jessica walk off as the scene fades.
Cameras found themselves backstage following the previous match. Sitting there in the locker room area was none other than "The Highlight Of The Night" Calvin Harris. He was in the middle of lacing up his boots. After all he had quite the huge matchup tonight that had been announced not that long ago. Entering the locker room at that particular moment was none other than GUY who seemed to have found his way in catering. A bag of chips in hand as he snacked on them. Looking over at the man he considered to be his best friend.
GUY: You got this.
As those words came from him. They seemed to fall upon deaf ears. Calvin didn't bother to look up. Just pulling heard on those laces to make sure his boots were nice and tight.
GUY: SCW Heavyweight Champion. Once again! Has a nice ring to it?!
It at the very least appeared that GUY was being more encouraging than anything. Yet, again Calvin didn't bother to say anything. He finished tying off that boot before standing up.
GUY: C'mon where's the spirit?!
As soon as those words came out. Calvin snapped his head towards him and proceeded to hold up his hand. Almost as if were to tell him to just stop. His attention now on GUY fully.
Calvin Harris: Dude, this isn't the time.
GUY: I...
Calvin Harris: No, I need you to hear me out this time!
Based on those words, Calvin sounded rather focused.
Calvin Harris: This dynamic. Whatever it is between us. It gets some laughs. It's fun from time to time. You may get under my skin, but I guess you're alright most of the time. However, this isn't the time or the place for this. My focus is solely on tonight's match. It has to be on tonight's match. Not even a single second can I put my focus on anything else.
Shaking his head from side to side.
Calvin Harris: Ever since I walked back into Sin City Wrestling. I've been trying hard to build a reputation for myself. To show them I've changed. That I'm not the man I once was. Proved that it's all behind me and I'm better now than I ever was. Then in a single statement. That piece of shit tries to ruin everything for me!
The sheer look in his eyes said everything it needed to be said. He was not only upset about what had taken place. But it sounded like just maybe things had gone too far. Calvin took a seat back down in the hair he had been sitting in. He lightly punched one hand into the air. Clearly frustrated.
Calvin Harris: It's not just that he ruined my reputation I was building and made people question me, but it's the fact I had to spend a night in jail. Away from my wife. Away from my kids. Sure, it was twenty four hours to be in there for something that you know you didn't do. And no matter how much you tell them you didn't do it. It's falling upon deaf ears. Because they're also convinced you had something to do with it. Based on someone's story. Guy, I felt like this goes beyond pro wrestling. This goes beyond anything inside this business. That man tried to take my livelihood away from me and he has no remorse for doing so.
In lightly punching his other hand. Both of them suddenly cleaned up so hard those knuckles of his had gone white.
Calvin Harris: What I did at the start of the show it's just a small taste of what's to come in a little bit. All that man cares about is that championship. That is his livelihood. It's the only thing that keeps him going. So, I have to be the one to take it from him. Not only to right the wrong with me, but to do what's right for this company. They deserve a champion they can cheer for. They deserve a champion that's going to make them proud. They deserve a champion that's not a disgrace to the company or the business as a whole. This isn't how I ever wanted this to come about, but I'll take the championship and be the hero that everyone needs. And assuming that J2H ever recovers from what happened. I'll make sure he's the first to get a shot at it.
He found himself just staring off into the space a bit. Every single thought that came through his mind was coming out into words. Not to mention it appeared that he had the respect for a man that had just beaten him a few weeks ago. Calvin then turned his attention back to GUY.
Calvin Harris: But the best part about all of this is... I know that man like the back of my head. I know his ego can't handle what's about to happen. As soon as he loses, he'll be out the door. We'll never see him in SCW again and that's what is best for everyone!
As soon as those words came out of his mouth. The SCW audience could be heard cheering all the way in the back. It would appear as if more than anything they would want the SCW Heavyweight Champion gone from the company. And chances are they weren't the only ones. The cameras got a real good close up look at Calvin's face. It was riddled with determination. It didn't appear that he was going to be backing down from the goal. That being said the cameras cut elsewhere for the time being.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first... Dawn Warren...
Ain't it Fun by Paramore begins to blast across the speakers. As it does Dawn makes her way out from behind the curtains smirking. She claps the hands of the roaring fans before sliding into the ring.
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, accompanied by her executive consultant Jessica.
Justin: Being accompanied by her "Executive Consultant" Jessica Stevens! From Adelaide, Australia she is "The SA Slaya" Krystal Wolfe!
The crowd boos Krystal's announcement and she smirks before she and Jessica start making their 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 kneeling position whilst facing the crowd, one arm on the middle rope and the other on her right leg, she then holds down the middle rope for Jessica to enter the ring before she jumps into the ring over the top rope, soaking in the boos all the while and waits for her match to start.
The ref moves in and check both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...
DING DING DING!
Warren and Wolfe briefly circle the ring, before they move in as Warren looks to lock up, but Wolfe strikes first with a boot the stomach, which drops Warren to her knees and Wolfe follows up with a club to the back. Warren who is rocked tries to make it back to her feet, but Wolfe grabs her and hits a forearm shot, which rocks Warren as Wolfe continues to approach and attack as Wolfe grabs Warren and drives her into the corner hard before following up with a punch to the stomach and then stomps on Warren as the ref interjects and Wolfe turns and glares at the ref.
Simone: Warren expects to lock up against Wolfe, but Wolfe shows her contempt towards Warren and boots her in the stomach. Warren drops to a knee, but Wolfe continues to beat on Warren with a club to the back and then a forearm shot. She then drives Warren into the corner to continues work her over before the ref forces Wolfe to stop.
Adams: Wolfe is certainly proving her point.
Wolfe then turns back to Warren and grabs her and pulls her up, where she grabs her hand and then goes to whip her across the ring, but Warren counters and sends Wolfe into the ropes and as Wolfe comes back she shoulder barges Warren down to the mat and then goes for a pin...
ONE!
Kick out!
Adams: Warren briefly turns things around but as I said it's brief as Warren looks to catch Wolfe off the ropes, but Wolfe instead takes Warren down and goes for a pin, but Warren kicks out at one.
Warren kicks out and slowly sits up, as Wolfe the forcibly grabs her and pulls her up, but Warren surprises Wolfe with an arm drag. Wolfe climbs to her feet surprised as Warren takes a little longer to get up, but she makes it up just in time to see Wolfe charge in and Warren gets off another arm drag as they both get back to their feet and Wolfe approaches again, but this time Warren hits a drop toe hold. Wolfe gets to her hands and knees and Warren makes it to her feet and hits a dropkick to Wolfe's torso.
Simone: Warren kicks out with ease, as Wolfe looks to continue to attack Warren but Warren surprises Wolfe with a couple of arm drags. She then sends Wolfe down to mat, where she follows up with a dropkick to her torso.
Wolfe grimaces in pain as Warren climbs back to her feet, as Wolfe sits up and Warren moves in and grabs Wolfe's head and hits a snapmare. Warren gets back to her feet and grabs Wolfe's legs and rolls forward and into a pin...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Adams: Warren with a snapmare before grabbing Wolfe legs and rolling her into a pin for a two count.
Wolfe kicks out as she sits up and holds her side, as Warren makes it back to her feet and approaches Wolfe and grabs her head, but Wolfe suddenly fires in a forearm shot to Warren's stomach, which Warren drops to a knee as Wolfe approaches and grabs Warren and drags her across the ring and goes to throw her out of the ring, but Warren grabs hold of the ropes and stop herself from exiting the ring. Warren adjusts herself and makes it back to her feet and Wolfe rushes in as she looks to knock Warren off the apron, but Warren dodges and brings a knee up and catching Wolfe in the chest.
Simone: Wolfe might have under-estimated Warren here. as Warren is back to her feet and grabs Wolfe, but Wolfe battles back with a forearm shot and then tries to send her out of the ring, but Warren is ready and lands on the apron.
Adams: Wolfe tries to knock Warren off the apron, but Warren has it scouted, and she dodges Wolfe's attack and instead bring a knee up and catches Wolfe in the chest.
Wolfe stumbles away holding her chest, as Warren moves to the corner and climbs the turnbuckle to the top and as Wolfe turns, Warren leaps off with a crossbody and sends Wolfe down to the mat and Wolfe goes for a pin...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Warren shakes her head, as she makes her way to her feet and grabs Wolfe and pulls Wolfe up to her feet, where she Irish whips Wolfe into a corner, where Warren follows up with a splash and then several boots, which slumps Wolfe down into the corner. Warren then turns and moves across the ring to the corner opposite, where she climbs the turnbuckle to the top as she looks across at Wolfe before leaping off and connects the missile dropkick on Wolfe.
Adams: Warren takes advantage of Wolfe turning her back on her and she climbs the turnbuckles and this a crossbody and hen a pin, but Wolfe kicks out.
Simone: Warren, however, just gets on with it and she sends Wolfe into the corner and follows up with a splash and then couple of boots before moving to the opposite side of the ring and hits a coast to coast dropkick.
Warren stays down for a moment, as Wolfe rolls herself from the corner, as Warren sits up and shuffles to Wolfe and goes to pin her...
ONE!
TWO!
THR-Kick out!
Adams: Wolfe just kicks out, as Warren tries again.
Wolfe barely kicks out, as Warren looks to the ref and confirm that Wolfe got a shoulder up. Warren turns back to Wolfe and tries again...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Simone: She kicks out at two and then rolls from herself the ring.
Wolfe kicks out again but this time she rolls herself away from Warren and then out of the ring. Warren shakes her head once again, as she makes her to feet, as she stretches a little feeling the effects of the dropkick. She looks over the rope before climbing through them and jumps off the apron to the outside. Warren moves to Wolfe and grabs her and pulls her up, where she rolls her back into the ring and follows close behind.
Adams: Warren doesn't waste any time and rolls Wolfe back into the ring.
Wolfe crawls away, as Warren moves towards Wolfe and grabs her by the hair and pulls her up. Wolfe shoves Warren away but quickly grabs her arm as she looks to catch Warren off guard with the Hope Destroyer (Ripcord Lariet) but Warren sees it coming and ducks as she keeps hold of Wolfes hand and rushes the ropes and looks to use the ropes for her finisher (Faster than a speeding bullet), but Wolfe is ready for it and yanks Warren off the ropes.
Simone: Wolfe tries to end this match, but Warren sees it coming and she dodges and tries to catch Wolfe with her own finish, but Wolfe is ready for it and yanks Warren from the ropes. Good scouting from both.
Warren lays on the mat rocked from being yanked, as Wolfe stumbles back against the ropes and rests there for a moment, as she smirks and moves a finger to her temple and taps it. Warren rolls herself towards the ropes and pulls herself into a seated position as she looks up Wolfe, who is still leaning on the ropes recovering. Warren pulls herself up to her feet and shakes off the failed finisher attempt as she moves to the centre of the ring. Wolfe moves from the ropes and charges in, and she and Warren lock up, where they jockey for position, but Wolfe breaks and drives a knee into Warren's stomach.
Adams: Wolfe takes her time to recover, as she declares that she big brained that move.
Simone: Warren takes her time, but they both get back to the centre of the ring, where they lock up but Wolfe breaks and drives a knee into Warren's torso and puts a stop to Warrens advance.
Warren doubles over and Wolfe begins to club Warrens back, which Warren drops to her knees and Wolfe backs up and hits a dropkick to Warren's side and returns the favour. Warren holds her side, as Wolfe grabs Warren foot and drags her a little before hitting a mushroom stomp on Warren's torso before she climbs the turnbuckle to the top and she leaps off the Critical Hit (Corkscrew Moonsault), but Warren rolls away and Wolfe hits the mat.
Simone: Wolfe works over Warren, before hitting a dropkick and then mushroom stomp. She then looks for the Critical Hit but Warren moves and Wolfe lands on the mat hard.
Wolfe rolls away before sitting up and holding her torso, as Warren spots the opening she needs and ignore the pain in her side and she grabs Wolfe and sets up the Puppy Power (Banana Split Submission). Wolfe tries her best to fight out of the move but Warren just puts more pressure on and Wolfe grimaces in pain as she tries to hold out.
Adams: There isn't a way out of that move. Wolfe is trying.
Wolfe shakes her head and finally gives up and taps out.
DING DING DING!
Simone: BIIIGG win for Warren against Wolfe.
Warren releases the submission hold.
Justin: The winner of this match via submission... Dawn Warren!
Warren slowly makes her way to her feet, as the raises her arm in victory as her music hits over the p.a.
We cut backstage where we see Bill Barnhart standing with Sin City Wrestling interviewer Scott Oliver. Bill is in his normal wrestling attire and we can tell by the look on his face that he is ready for his match against Austin James Mercer. We also notice that Bea is not with Bill for this interview but we are sure Bill will explain why Bea is not with him at this time.
Scott: Bill may I ask why Bea is not here with you for this interview? After all she is your Manager and she often has comments to make on your match.
Bill: That is a valid question Scott. Bea wanted to stay at our Hotel and take care of Iris. It seems Iris and Pete The Cactus had a misunderstanding and Iris is feeling a bit sad right now so Bea felt her time was better spent comforting Iris. During the matches tonight Bea said she will try to make a video call between Iris and Pete The Cactus to see if that will cheer both of them up.
Scott: Thanks for that update. I want you to be honest with me on how you feel you will do against Austin James Mercer tonight. You are 0-3 against him.
Bill: I went over that earlier in the week with my comments. Past performance or circumstances do not always relate into the same results. I already made it known that I respect Austin James Mercer for being a multiple Champion, as I am, because becoming a multiple champion is not an easy thing to achieve. I simply stated that past performance or circumstances do not always end up with the same results. As I also mentioned in my previous comments Mercer has been up and down, which happens to everyone, so he is not immune to that situation.
Scott: Would you like to tell everyone what your strategy is for your match with Mercer?
Bill: If you mean what specifics are involved then NO I do not reveal that type of information as you never tell your opponent what you plan on doing. However, in general terms, I will continue to do what I do with all my matches and that is perform the best I can at that time. If it results in a win so be it. If it results in a loss then so be it. That stuff happens to all wrestlers. Do I expect this to be an easy match for me? No. But I also tell you this will not be an easy match for Mercer.
Scott: What do you feel will be the determining factor whether you win this match or not?
Bill: That question should be applied equally to myself and Mercer. If either of us gets frustrated that they are not able to get the advantage on the other then that will cause them to be careless and lose the match. Both of us need to remain focused and not let a missed maneuver, or a hold that did not work the way it was supposed to, or your opponent getting an advantage, distract you from what you do best and that is wrestling. The winner of our match will be the wrestler who remains focused and does not get flustered when the match takes a turn against them.
Scott: Thanks for your time to answer my questions. I know you need to get to the staging area to be ready for you match. I wish you the best of luck in the match.
Bill: Oh, Scott, you know I do not need luck to win any wrestling match but still I appreciate your comments.
Bill turns and walks down the hallway to get to the staging area to be ready for his match.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
The lights shut off as "Madusa" by Times of grace kicks in, as it builds different lights flash around the arena. As the song builds into the refrain and the guitars kick in a spotlight forms on the stage with Austin standing in the middle. He makes his way down to the ring before moving around to the steps, he makes his way up and walks across the apron before stepping between the ropes, he stands in the center of the ring as the music shuts off.
Justin: Currently in the ring! From Manhattan, New York! Weighing two hundred and sixty five pounds ... Austin James Mercer!
Austin throws his arms up into the air and is greeted by the SCW Universe with a chorus of deafening boos and jeers!
Justin: And his opponent...!
Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his wife and Manager, Bea Barnhart, who is leading their English Bulldog Iris by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar. When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The three make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to Bea so she can keep watch on it until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.
Justin: Accompanied to the ring by Bea Barnhart! From Lawrenceville, Georgia! Weighing two hundred and forty pounds ... "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!
Bea applauds her husband and is the only to do so as the fans greet the ring veteran with the same reception as they did with his opposition.
Simone: It's not very often when we see two men on the same side of the coin -- heels so to speak -- meeting inside of the ring.
Adams: That just makes things even more interesting! Two alphas! Two brutes! They're going to tear everything apart to beat the other!
Bea steps out onto the apron and leans in for a kiss, of which "the Bulldog" obliges. Bea drops down to the ringside floor as Bill turns around -- and EATS a charging big boot from Mercer!
Adams: And it's started already!
Referee Jasmine St. John admonishes Austin for jumping the gun but opts to call for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Austin is immediately on "the Bulldog" for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Barnhart kicks out!
Simone: Austin almost stole this one right out from under Bill Barnhart!
Adams: That would have been humiliating for "the Bulldog" if he lost that fast!
Austin glares at Jasmine but is right on Bill, pulling the veteran up into a seated position and he clubs him in the head with stiff forearms from behind! Austin buries a knee right into the small of the back and cups his hands under Barnhart's chin, trapping him and pulling back. Jasmine asks Bill if he wants to yield but Bill refuses to even dignify the question.
Adams: Yeah, you're not going to get Bill Barnhart to tap out this early -- especially yo such a simple hold.
Bill starts to fight out of the hold, struggling to break free and he manages to turn around and he buries repeated elbows into Austin's midsection as he rises to his feet. Bill swings a heavy fist into Austin's head but Austin stops this come back quickly with a knee right into Bill's midsection, doubling him over. Austin grabs Bill by the arm and whips him into a short-arm clothesline. Austin drags him right back up to a vertical base and right into a second clothesline. Austin does not let go of him but looks out to the jeering fans with a sick and twisted smile.
Simone: It is never a good sign when Austin James Mercer smiles.
Adams: Yeah it usually means something bad is about to happen to anyone BUT him!
Austin pulls Bill up for a third attempted clothesline, but this time experience pays off as Bill ducks the incoming blow and grabs Austin from behind and hits a release German suplex, dumping the big man right on the back of his head!
Adams: There isn't as much size difference between these two as you might think but that still took some strength on the part of "the Bulldog"!
Austin is stunned, sitting up to recover as Bea cheers her husband from the outside! Bill stands up, grabbing Austin to bring him up along with him. Bill shoves Mercer back into the ropes and charges in! Austin comes off of the ropes and attempts a big boot but Barnhart ducks, comes off the far side of the ring and jumps, striking Austin down with a leaping shoulder block!
Simone: Very few men have it in them to take Austin James Mercer down like that!
Bill stomps around the ring, beating his chest with a clenched fist! The Bulldog then climbs up onto the middle turnbuckle with his back to the crowd. Austin gets to his feet and turns around -- and Bill turns himself into a ballistic missile, jumping from the turnbuckle and clotheslining Mercer down! Bill with the cover and he hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
Austin gets his shoulder up!
Bill drags Austin up to his feet, firing up repeated shots to the head when suddenly Austin wraps his arms around Bill's bulky upper body and ships him over with a belly to belly suplex! Bill stumbles to his feet and falls into his own corner where his wife calls out encouragement to him. Austin comes racing across the ring and jumps, pulverizing Barnhart in the corner with an avalanche! Austin shoves Bill out of the corner and turns to continue the attack when Bea reaches in and grabs him by the boot!
Simone: Oh come on!
Austin whips his head around to glare at her! She lets go before the referee spots her and Austin reaches through the ropes to grab at her but Bea runs away to the other side of the ring! The distraction is costly though as Bill hits him from behind, causing Austin to tumble through the ropes and to the ringside floor!
Adams: Looks like Bea did her job, giving her hubby a distraction.
Simone: Indeed, yet isn't it funny how she's always the one accusing someone else of either interfering or wanting to?
Jasmine tries to head Bill off from going out after Austin, much to the ring veteran's annoyance. Bill argues with the lead official as Austin recovers on the outside, pushing himself up first to his hands and knees and then to a standing base. Austin climbs back up onto the ring apron and Bill brushes right past Jasmine and he and Mercer begin trading blows with only the ring ropes separating the two gladiators! Bone jarring blows to each other's heads and bodies are exchanged until Austin grabs Bill and drags him over the top rope and both men land on the hard floor! Austin grabs Barnhart but "the Bulldog" buries his shoulder into Austin's midsection, bulling him back against the announcer's table!
Adams: Look out!
Simone: Get away from here!
Austin is on his back on the table as Bill swings hard fists into his head but Mercer rolls off and Bill attempts to slam his skull into the table but Austin blocks it and drives Bill's head into the table instead! Bill staggers around in a circle and stumbles to a bended knee!
Adams: Bel, look! Bill's head hit the microphone! He's bleeding!
Simone: Yes he is! Bill Barnhart has been busted open!
Austin grabs Bill and spins him around, scooping him up and body slamming him heavily onto the floor! Jasmine is ordering the two men back inside of the ring but they have all but forgotten about the official and the sanctioned match! Jasmine begins to count against them both never the less...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Austin pulls Bulldog to his feet and goes to hurl him into the ring post but Bill reverses it and sends Austin careening into the steel post instead!
FOUR!
FIVE!
Bill rolls back inside of the ring to await the count out victory!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
And Austin just barely rolls back inside of the ring!
Adams: Oh Bill almost got a count out win for himself!
Immediately Bill is on top of Austin, straddling Mercer's sternum as he unloads one fist after another into Austin's skull! Bill drags Austin up to his feet and shows some strength, scooping him up over his shoulder and he drops him in a shoulder breaker! Bulldog with the cover once again!
ONE!
TWO!
Austin kicks out!
Adams: This match has been going back and forth since it started!
Simone: These two men are two of the toughest naturally on the roster! They both know one another so well they're finding it all but impossible to maintain an advantage over the other for very long!
Adams: It's going to take something big to put wither man down!
Once again with the advantage, Bill pulls Austin up and Irish whips him into the far corner! Austin staggers out as Bill comes off the ropes for a bulldog, driving him face-first into the mat! Bill again with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
And again Austin is able to kick out!
Simone: What is it going to take to put either man away!?
Bill curses audibly, slamming a fist into the mat as Bea shouts into the ring, accusing Jasmine of a slow count! Bill stares hard at the referee but she holds up two fingers for the count. Bill then grabs Austin and pulls him up against the ropes where he begins to assault him with a barrage of stiff forearms! Bulldog turns and yells out to the crowd - then turns back to resume his attack and Austin whips his head forward, head butting him right between the eyes!
Simone: I expected more out of Bill Barnhart, a veteran like him taking his eyes off of an opponent!
Austin grabs Bill and sends him into the ropes, catching him with a spine buster into an immediate jackknife pin!
ONE!
TWO!
Bill kicks out!
Undeterred, Austin stands up, slowly dragging Bill up along with him. Setting him up for a vertical suplex, Austin lifts him upside down and holds him there, showcasing his own power as he continues to stand there, allowing the blood to drain to Barnhart's head before he brings him crashing down! Austin with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Bill gets a shoulder up!
Adams: Oh god that was so close!
Austin kneels, hands on his knees and he whips his head to glare at the referee! Austin stands and starts to argue with Jasmine who reiterates that it was just a two count! Austin then turns back around and grabs at Bill but the veteran picks him up around the waist and drops him throat-first across the top rope!
Simone: Both of these men have made the same critical error, allowing themselves to get distracted!
Bill stands up, slicing a thumb across his throat to signify that it was over. Bill sets Austin up for a piledriver and lifts him up, but Austin blocks the maneuver! Bill tries again but this time, Austin picks Bill up and throws him forward with an Alabama Slam! Austin staggers against the ropes as Bill shakes the cobwebs loose. Austin pulls Bill up and Irish whips him into the ropes -- catching him with the legacy Bomb! Austin folds him in half for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner -- AUSTIN JAMES MERCER!
The crowd boos as Jasmine raises Austin's arm in victory but Mercer pulls away from the referee!
Adams: Austin wins!
Simone: What a war these two put each other through! I swear, if these two were to ever join forces...
Inside the private dressing room of the SCW Heavyweight Champion. He could be seen pacing back and forth in a hectic manner clutching the championship close to his chest. Harris was very-upset and it was coming out as he shouted at the top of his lungs to Carmen and Blair who just sat there.
Michael Harris: Why is this not working?! Why is the plan not working?!
He continued that pacing. Heavily breathing with each step he took.
Michael Harris: Calvin was supposed to be gone. Finished. In prison for the rest of his life. Never to be seen again. Yet, he's here tonight and he's getting a shot at MY championship?! This isn't fair. It's not fucking fair at all!
Finding himself finally stopping and turning to face both women who up until that point had stayed quiet. For the first time since cameras were on him. There was a genuine look of concern on the champion's face.
Michael Harris: Carmen, you know what happened the last time I was in the ring with him...
This resulted in his wife looking up from the floor. Making eye contact with him. She had the same look on her face as he did.
Carmen Rivera-Harris: It's not going to go down like that again.
Michael Harris: I was away from the ring for nearly ten years after that encounter!
Carmen Rivera-Harris: Like I said it's not going to go down like that. Not a second time.
Blair DuCharme-Harris: I am failing to understand the issue here. We are talking about an imbecile who has not achieved anything here!
Carmen Rivera-Harris: It's much deeper than you know.
Michael Harris: That prick is the reason I retired once before. He beat me within an inch of my life!
The cat was out of the bag so to speak. At least now the concerned look on their faces made sense. Harris just shook his head a little bit. Almost like he was trying to shake that memory away.
Carmen Rivera-Harris: It doesn't matter Michael. The past is the past. He's not nearly the talent he was then. He's done nothing of significance here. There's a reason you're champion and he isn't. Don't let him get in your head. You're going to keep that championship right where it belongs!
She seemed reassuring in her tone, but all Harris did was glare at her for a second. Based on the look on his face. It didn't appear as if they had the effect she was hoping for.
Michael Harris: Easy for you to say. You're not the one that's going to be out there with a psychopath!
Following those words, Harris found himself storming out of the dressing room and slamming the door shut behind him with some force. Carmen let out a deep frustrated sigh.
Blair DuCharme-Harris: He is going to be fine. We are going to be fine. Everything works out. It always has.
Carmen Rivera-Harris: Again, this is deeper than you could imagine. It was well before your time with us.
Blair DuCharme-Harris: Then what are we going to do?
Carmen Rivera-Harris: We're going to do our part. Like we always have. I've got a plan, follow me.
That being said Carmen stood up from where she was sitting and started to head out the door her husband walked out of moments ago. Of course Blair was in tow. Leaving a lasting impression for the SCW audience that there was going to be some tricky involving the Heavyweight Championship match. Cue the cameras heading back to the ring side area.
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control ladies and gentlemen, in our next match we will see another Mixed Tag Team Qualifier Match as the odd couple team of Miles Kasey and Alexandra Callaway team up to fight Oliver Zahn and Eiley to see who joins Alexander Raven and Luna Vanity in the Mixed Tag Team Title Match at Summer XXXTreme XI!
Adams: Oliver and Alexandra are both coming off controversial wins, two weeks ago Alexandra was Krystal Wolfe's tag team partner against London Underground, a match where she hit her finisher only for Krystal to tag herself in and steal the win for herself! Oliver faced Austin James Mercer last week in a match that saw the initial decision reversed after Austin attacked Oliver with a chair, meanwhile Eiley defeated Ruby Steele in the first match of the cycle and this is the first time we've seen Miles in action for a while.
Simone: This should be a good one! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following is a Mixed Tag Team Qualifier Match scheduled for one fall! Introducing Team #1!
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: 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 partner.
Simone: Alexandra, much like Oliver and Eiley, debuted for the company through this year's Blast from the Past Tournament and whilst Alexandra was eliminated in the opening round, she has opted to stay with Sin City Wrestling and despite a rotten run of luck, she has been impressive.
Adams: She got her first official win in that controversial tag team match and Krystal hasn't minced words when it comes to letting her feelings known about that or Alexandra's comments in the aftermath!
Justin: And her partner!
"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat.
Justin: From Manchester, England, weighing 215ibs, MILES KASEY!
He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!)
Simone: Miles looks ready to get back into the thick of things and Carter's win in tonight's opener must've given him more motivation to do well.
Adams: We'll see if this odd couple pairing can do well.
Justin: Introducing Team #2!
Nightmare (Reprise) by Halsey begins to play and the lights flicker a few times before they stay on and Eiley walks out onto the stage. She smirks before stopping at the top of the ramp, her hands on her hips. She stands there for a few seconds with her hands on her hips before she walks down the ramp, ignoring the fans as she walks to the ring.
Justin: From Honolulu, Hawaii, THIS IS EILEY!
She stops at the bottom of the ramp and looks around before walking to the steel steps and jobs up them before stepping onto the apron and then getting into the ring between the top and middle rope. She stands in the middle of the ring and does a simple pose before moving off to one of the turnbuckles and climbs up and sits on the top turnbuckle.
Simone: Eiley competing in her first Mixed Tag Match since the Blast from the Past Tournament where she was eliminated in the opening round!
Adams: She's managed to remain undefeated since then which is no mean feat!
The lights dim and fog rolls out in a thick cloud over the entrance area of the stage as the music starts. The fans are treated with a spotlight that kicks on just under the stage as the lift activates. Oz leans his left side and puts his elbow onto his knee, then through the smoke, his outline is slowly raised until it becomes a black figure standing at the top of the ramp.
Justin: And her partner, from Jet City weighing in at 185lbs he is Oliver Zahn!
As the lift becomes level with the stage the lights are immediately flipped on, and it is as if the cloud never existed. Oz steps forward and is clearly seen in his wrestling attire. His bright purple gloves are the first thing the fans notice. He is wearing white pants with purple trim and a black shirt that reads Jet City South across the front. He reaches ringside and before sliding in the ring takes off his shirt and tosses it into the crowd.
Simone: Oliver Zahn seems to be no worse for wear after his controversial win over Austin!
Adams: Controversy or not, he is the only one in this match to have made it past the opening round of the Blast from the Past Tournament, in fact his team with Ariana Angelos was a favourite to win, they had had the misfortune of meeting THE favourites to win and eventual winners J2H and Devona in the Quarter Finals!
Holly goes over the rules with both teams before instructing them to decide who's starting the match, that doesn't take long as the women quickly volunteer to kick off the match and once Oliver and Miles are on the outside of the ring and Alexandra and Eiley are meeting nose to nose in the middle of the ring Holly calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: The women are kicking things off in our second Mixed Tag Team Qualifier!
Adams: This should be a good one, don't let Alexandra's youthful appearance fool you, she's old enough to be an aunt for some of our younger roster members!
Once the bell rings Eiley gets her bell rung as Alexandra opens the proceedings by clocking her with a right hand! The Hawaii native returns the favour with a right hand of her own and the two women are soon going at it in the middle of the ring exchanging punches whilst their partners watch on from the ring apron, after a few minutes Alexandra ducks a right hand from Eiley before running to the opposite ropes and catching Eiley with a jumping clothesline!
Simone: Alexandra showing her brawling prowess in the early going and Eiley returning the favour before that clothesline catches her.
Adams: And Alexandra's going for the first pin of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Eiley gets the shoulder up! Oliver shouts words of encouragement at his partner whilst Miles does the same and Alexandra takes a moment to give her partner an appreciative nod, that moment ends up costing her as Eiley uses the distraction to roll up Alexandra.
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra kicks out! Both women roll to their feet but Alexandra is up first and goes for a V-Trigger on Eiley! Eiley ducks the knee strike at the last second before running to the opposite ropes and drilling Alexandra with a Spear!
Simone: If this is what Eiley and Alexandra can do in a tag team match then I'd love to see them wrestle one on one!
Adams: Based on that exchange we might get it in the near future but Eiley's going for another pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra kicks out! Eiley shakes her head before she grabs Alexandra's leg and locks in a Single Leg Boston Crab hoping to slow down Alexandra's momentum! Holly gets into position to ask Alexandra if she wants to tap but the Texan refuses to give up the fight this easily and starts fighting her way to the ring ropes at first before noticing that Miles is ready for a tag and instead starts crawling over to him! Oliver spots this and tries to alert Eiley but she can't hear him.
Simone: Alexandra's about to tag Miles in and thanks to the rules of a mixed tag match that would force Eiley to tag in Oliver!
Adams: Which is something Oliver doesn't want!
Oliver decides to take matters into his own hands by sprinting across the ring and knocking Miles off the apron with a right hand! Holly repramands Oliver for his actions but the cocky rookie pays the ref no mind as he launches himself over the top rope and onto Miles as soon as Miles gets back to his feet taking him down with a Crossbody! Back in the ring Alexandra has just been dragged back to the middle of the ring by Eiley who wants to try for a different submission hold but Alexandra reverses her attempt into a roll-up.
ONE!
TWO!
And Eiley kicks out! Back on the outside Miles decks Oliver with a right hand to get back on the apron and seeing this, Alexandra makes the tag to the British wrestler.
Simone: And just like that, it's the men's turn to wrestle as Alexandra tags in Miles!
Adams: And Miles is taking a rather direct approach to getting Oliver over to his corner so Eiley can tag him in!
Indeed, rather than get in the ring and wait for Oliver Miles drops off the apron and picks up Oliver before dragging him over to his team's corner, even going as far as to prop the youngster up on the apron before sliding into the ring and waiting for Eiley to tag in Oliver, Eiley gives her partner a chance to regain his bearings before tagging him in and as soon as Oliver is in the ring he rushes Miles and spears him to the ground where the two exchange punches with Oliver on top.
Simone: And the men are in with an even wilder brawl than the one the ladies started with! And no Jason, you can't joke about Miles and Carter's love life just because Miles is on the bottom!
Adams: Awwwww!
Their partners cheer them on but Miles is eventually able to gain the upper hand on Oliver with a stiff right hand that sends him reeling before following that up with a sheer drop Brainbuster in the middle of the ring! Miles goes for his first pin of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Oliver kicks out! Miles shakes his head as he goes to pick up Oliver but Eiley goes to enter the ring only to get caught by Holly! This proves to be a plan on Oliver and Eiley's part as Oliver drops Miles with a low blow!
Simone: OHHHHHHHHHHHH! Oliver just caught Miles in the crown jewels!
Adams: And Holly was none the wiser thanks to Eiley's interference! But Alexandra isn't going to let them try that again!
Indeed Alexandra gets in the ring and sprints across it before booting Eiley off the apron and then nailing her with a Suicide Dive to avoid Holly's wrath! The two women continue their brawl on the outside but Holly can't break it up right now because Oliver has rolled up Miles!
ONE!
TWO!
And Miles gets the shoulder up!
Simone: I think the distraction from Alexandra attacking Eiley may have cost Oliver a cheap win over Miles there!
Adams: It's true, nothing like seeing your partner get yeeted off an apron to distract you!
Oliver and Miles get back to their feet and Oliver tries to take down Miles again only to get blocked and locked in a front facelock by Miles who then transitions into a Muta Lock! It seems like Oliver is going to tap out and Eiley is to busy with Alexandra to break up the pin, and then the Anti-Nightcore Mix of "A Demon's Fate" hits the speakers.
Simone: Off course Krystal would mess with this match after her comments towards Alexandra!
Adams: But where is she?
Miles lets go off his submission hold and looks out towards the entrance ramp but neither Krystal nor Jessica show up! Oliver gets back to his feet and runs up behind Miles for a roll-up right as the song fades out with no one appearing at the top of the ramp.
ONE!
TWO!
And Miles reverses it into a roll-up of his own.
ONE!
TWO!
And Oliver kicks out! Both men get back to their feet and Miles knocks the wind out of Oliver with a knee to the midsection before calling for his finisher.
Simone: Miles is calling for the God Save the Queen!
Adams: If he hits this then he and Alexandra will go through to the Mixed Tag Team Championship Match!
Miles gets Oliver on his shoulders for the move but Oliver slips out the back before running to the opposite ropes and nailing Miles with a Claymore Kick!
Simone: Whether playing Krystal's music was a mistake or not, there's Oliver with the Jet City Special!
Adams: Miles is out, stick a fork in him he's done!
Alexandra sees this and tries to dive into the ring to break up the pin but Eiley grabs her foot as Oliver makes the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here are your winners, Oliver Zahn and Eiley!
Simone: Oliver and Eiley advance under controversial circumstances!
Adams: There's gonna be hell to pay for this!
Oliver and Eiley celebrate their win up the ramp as Alexandra and Holly check on Miles.
Sam Marlowe is seen walking along the hallway towards the locker rooms dressed in a short black skirt and a black tee that has an image of Ben Jordan on it with the words 'Have you seen this guy'. She appears to be looking for someone as she wanders the halls.
Sam Marlowe: I wonder where that Ben is.
She continues down the hallway until she runs into Pussy Willow who stops her and points.
Pussy Willow: Hey Sam...I remember that tee.
Sam Marlowe: Not this tshirt Pussy, this one is brand new. I thought that I would surprise Ben with it. The one you are thinking about is the Have you seen this girl tee...available on SCW Shop.
Sam pushes past Ben who is standing there with a confident smile on his face. Before she can go inside, Pussy holds up her hand.
Pussy Willow: Sam, wish I could help but I haven't seen him at all. But if you find him, think I can get an interview?
Sam Marlowe: Of course Pussy. But can't do anything until I find him.
Pussy Willow: Good luck Sam.
Ben's smile shines as Pussy waves her off. Sam moves down the hall, pointing to her shirt as she passes the backstage staff. Finally, Sam is stopped in front of a monitor with her hands on her hips and a determined look on her face. As she stands there, Ben Jordan can be seen walking up behind her and reaches around to tap her opposite shoulder then stand on her other side.
Ben Jordan: Hullo Ginge, Pussy told me you had something for me..
Sam Marlowe: Oh yes, I got this made...what do you think?
Ben looks down at the tee shirt and crosses his arms over his chest with a thoughtful expression.
Ben Jordan: I have to say Sam, I ain't had me pies laid on that geezer. Do I know him?
Sam looks down then back up at Ben before lightly smacking him on the back of the head.
Sam Marlowe: It's you...you prat!
Ben smiles as he plasters an ooooooh ok look on his face before he puts an arm over Sam's shoulder.
Ben Jordan: Well then Ginge, I would say you've seen him now and we should celebrate. Pub?
Sam Marlowe: Yes sir but darlin', for y'all teasin' me like that...you're buyin'
Ben laughs as Sam grumbles while the pair leave camera view.
The scene opens backstage where we see Ariana Angelos in front of her whiteboard.
Ariana: Class, I hope I can do this without getting interrupted.........
There is a loud crash from off screen and Ariana closes her eyes.
Francisco (off screen): Err, sorry babe, I tripped into the buffet table.
The camera pans over to show Ariana doing her promo next to the catering area which has a buffet table set up.
Ariana (muttering): I swear if there was a Roulette Rules Match tonight the bosses would basically be asking for someone to be put through that table!
Francisco: Assuming the wheel landed on Falls Count Anywhere off course.
Ariana: Good point, for now let's get back on track!
Ariana says as she clears her throat.
Ariana: Now, if I can proceed without any interruptions........
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh I'll have that!
Ariana: I said........
Pussy: And that!
Francisco: It was your idea to do this in catering!
Ariana: Because I figured this would be the one place in the arena Krystal wouldn't look for me! ANYWAY! Today class we're talking about wrestling your heroes again and tonight I'll be wrestling the other half of Team Hero Keira Fisher! She is going to be a tough match........
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh by the way, how is that feral cat doing? The one that got caught in your garage?
Ariana sighs before smiling and turning to the interviewer.
Ariana: She and her litter are doing well, they are with the vet back in Vegas and are being checked over.
Ariana says before getting back on track.
Ariana: And no, we're not sure if they'll ever have a home since, well, they are feral! Anyway, Keira, I'm going to cut this short because this interview, and every other Climax Control interview I've given since Into the Void for that matter, has been interrupted enough, I knew your going to give me a hell of a fight tonight but it's like I said in my promo, to get myself back into championship contention, I need to start winning matches again and this match a high-profile match like his would be an ideal way for me to do just that! And I will after you bask in the Greek Angel's light!
Ariana walks off with the whiteboard in hand as the scene fades.
Simone: I'm getting word that the SCW Heavyweight Championship Match is next!
Adams: For those that are confused. This wasn't originally in the lineup for tonight. This is a special treat thanks to Christian Underwood.
Simone: And I know I'm not the only one that's going to be rooting for a new champion!
The arena's lights found themselves dimming down at the start of "Save Yourself" by One Ok Rock began to play throughout the speakers. About that time a single spot light shined down in the middle of the stage as the crowd found themselves starting to sing a lot to the song. A small shot of the crowd from the cameras was shown before cutting back to stage. In the very moment Calvin Harris found himself stepping out to the middle spotlight where he was slamming his head around to the music. The sight of the superstar caused a huge pop from those in attendance. Quickly, Calvin stood up straight and brought his hand to his head shielding his eyes a little bit as he looked out into the crowd seemingly acknowledging those in attendance.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and will be for the SCW Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first the challenger. Hailing from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. He is the "The Highlight of the Night" CAAAAAAALLLLVVVINNNNNNNN HAAAAAARRRRRRRIIIIISSSSSS!
By that time his introduction had come to an end. Calvin had begun to make his way down the ramp slapping hands with a couple of fans on either side of the ramp. At that moment Calvin went to slide into the ring when all of the sudden he was BLINDSIDED and thrown HEAD FIRST into the turnbuckle post. He immediately went limp to the ground as the cameras found themselves panning back some to reveal that the person behind the attack was none other than the SCW Heavyweight Champion himself, MICHAEL HARRIS who just had the most devious smirk on his face.
Adams: This sorry piece of trash! Attacking Calvin from behind like that!
Simone: Anyone that is a threat to his damn championship and he does everything he can to cut corners! This just proves it to me. He knows something about that J2H attack!
Adams: You goddamn right he does!
Right away the crowd found themselves booing as Calvin rolled over to his side. As soon as he did the amount of blood that came pouring onto the mat outside was sickening. There was a major gash on his forehead from where his head connected with the post. That's when Harris found himself grabbing a hold of Calvin and rolling him onto his back again as he mounted him. Reigning down with right handed punch after right handed punch. Clearly aiming to make the situation worse and further open up that gash. The fans were getting even louder with their boos.
Simone: Harris got even with Calvin for busting him open at the start of the night! But at this point we're not even going to get a championship match and he's making sure of it!
Adams: I'm calling for it. Hell, I'll even start a protest over it. Harris needs to be stripped of the championship after this. It's disgusting!
Simone: I couldn't agree more!
After a few more punches Harris finds himself letting up and standing to his feet still smirking. The blood of his nephew covered his hand as he held it up for the world to see. Of course that did him no favors at all. Harris turned back around and grabbed a hold of Calvin by his blood soaked hair and lifted him up. Long enough to toss him into the ring. Only for him to follow behind him. Harris stood up and started shouting at the referee, Jacob Summers to call for the bell. Yet due to the rules, he couldn't in good faith after the attack. Calvin was somehow able to back himself into the corner a little bit wearing that crimson mask. Jacob kneels down to speak with him.
Jacob: Can you compete, Calvin? Can you compete?
Standing behind Jacob, Harris could just be heard screaming again to start the match. Of course he wasn't getting his way as Jacob ignored him and continued to check in with Calvin who now somehow was able to start pulling himself up to a standing position. He had a glare in his eyes looking over the shoulder of Jacob and right at the Heavyweight Champion. Calvin just began shaking his head: "Yes" to the question being asked. Even though Jacob looked unsure and made the call for the bell.
Adams: How?! How can Jacob even allow this to go on?!
Simone: I mean Calvin did tell him he could compete.
Adams: The man is in no condition to compete and we both know it!
DING DING DING!
As soon as the bell rang Calvin let go of the ropes and started to come out of the corner, but that was all that Harris needed. The Heavyweight Champion with blinding speed rushed forward and delivered THE BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT right to Calvin's torso, taking him off his feet with the spear-like move. Harris dropped down and went for the cover.
Simone: That's all she wrote. One of the quickest SCW Heavyweight Championship defenses in history!
ONE!
Adams: This shouldn't have been allowed to happen!
TWO!
Simone: We can't even be surprised at this point when it comes to Harris.
THR-NOOOOOOOOOO! CALVIN KICKS OUT!
Adams: WHAT?! HOW?! HOW?!
Simone: Good God! Calvin kicked out! There's no way!
Despite the shock of what had just happened. Every single fan in attendance roared with excitement for the fight this man still had after what he had just endured. Harris was enraged as soon as that shoulder came up off the mat. He grabbed a hold of Calvin's head before delivering a headbutt that knocked him right back to the mat. Harris got to his feet before backing himself into the corner. Taunting and shouting at Calvin to get to his feet. In a daze that's exactly what the man began to do. Getting up to one knee and then getting up to both feet. Calvin turned himself around as Harris came rushing out of the corner a second time going for THE BROOKLYN KNOCK-NOOOOOOOOOO! Calvin manages to avoid the spear when he throws his foot up and connects with a nasty looking Superkick right to the jaw of the older man. Harris fell back with his eyes rolled back before finding himself rolling out of the ring for safe measures.
Adams: Calvin finally buys himself some space and of course Harris has the ring awareness to roll out of the ring!
Simone: As much as we don't like the man. That's one of the many things that makes him a season veteran!
Adams: Woah! Woah, I think Calvin's got some crazy planned here!
On the outside Harris was starting to come after realizing what happened. Using the barricade to pull himself up, but as soon as he got to his feet and turned around. He was met by Calvin who leaped over the top rope for a CORKSCREW PLANCHA to the outside landing right on the Champion taking him off his feet. As soon as both of them hit the floor Calvin was getting right back up. Still covered in blood, it was like he had a second wind. Calvin grabbed the hair of his uncle and lifted Harris up before throwing him right into the ring from under the bottom rope. Using the ropes to pull himself up on the apron Calvin zeroed in on Harris who started to get to his feet. He then used the ropes to his advantage launching himself into the air again and striking Harris right on the jaw with MEETING KRYPTONITE! That springboard Superman Punch just forcing the Champion to go limp. Calvin quickly rolled him onto his back to make the cover in hopes of pulling off the unthinkable.
Adams: He caved Harris' face in with that punch! It has to be over! We're going to have a NEW Champion!
ONE!
Simone: I don't think I've seen anyone hit Michael with quite the power that punch came with. The way his eyes just rolled into the back of his head!
TWO!
Adams: He's out! I'm telling you he's out.
STRONG KICK OUT FROM HARRIS!
Simone: You spoke too soon! We don't have a New Champion just yet!
Although, he wanted to win. Calvin understood there was no point in getting frustrated. Wiping his bloody face, he found himself getting to his feet. Calvin found himself pointing at the corner which resulted in loud cheers taking place. It was clear what he had in mind. Calvin stepped through the ropes onto the apron before climbing to the top rope. He got himself perched up as he looked down at Harris and went for all the marbles with HIGHLIGHT OF THE N-NOOOOOOOOOOO! Before Calvin could leap, Harris from his back kicked the ring ropes and caused Calvin to lose his balance crotching himself on the top turnbuckle. Boos rang out with hatred as Harris began to get to his feet with a smirk on his face.
Simone: Damnit to all hell! Another cheap shot by this man!
Adams: The last thing Calvin needs to do is be going up top in his state!
Simone: He's a high risk kind of guy.
Adams: And that just cause him.
Simone: Now wait just a minute. What does the champion have in store now?!
Harris found himself grabbing a hold of Calvin's face and slapping him across it as he hung there on the ropes. The lack of respect the champion had for his opponent was unnerving. Harris proceeded to then start to climb the turnbuckle where Calvin laid. He managed to get to the very top and keep his balance while lifting Calvin up. What came next wasn't something anyone had seen coming out of the older man. He lifted Calvin up and turned leaping off the top rope with the challenger driving him onto his head as the both of them came crashing to the mat with THE HARRIS EFFECT! Both of them hit the mat with a thud but it was clear Calvin took the worst of it with no signs of life as he laid there on his back following the move. Harris was clearly in a little bit of pain but he started to make the cover.
Adams: What a freaking move! The Piledriver from the top rope?!
ONE!
Simone: Ladies and gentlemen! Calvin put on a hell of a fight despite the attack from behind, but this is the end of the road.
TWO!
Adams: I was rooting for him, but this man Harris' just has every trick up his sleeve imaginable!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
THE COVER IS BROKEN UP AS HARRIS IS PULLED OUT OF THE RING BY... .... .... ... GUY!
Simone: Guy?! What in the world?!
Adams: Ahahahaha! It's about damn time! All those times Harris' used his wives to his advantage! Now he's getting a taste of his own medicine!
Guy stood there looking at the old man right in the eyes. As he had a RED CAPE in hand that he began to wave around. Like he was trying to get the attention of the champion on said cape. Harris just looked like he was about to commit the worst crime possible before lunging right at Guy, but this led to Guy starting to haul ass around the ring. Harris rushed right behind him.
Simone: Is he treating this man like a Bull?! I'm so confused!
Adams: This is the greatest thing I have ever seen!
Simone: Calvin certainly bought some time here, but if Harris gets a hold of Guy. I could only imagine how that's going to turn out for him.
On the outside Harris continued to chase Guy around the ring. It was Guy that kept waving that Red Cape while running. As they rounded one of the corners Guy slid right into the ring as a way to keep safe, but Harris slid right into the ring behind him. However as soon as he slid in Harris had his head stomped into the mat with CONTACT KILL by Calvin! The roof off the arena blew off with the move. Guy slid out of the ring with quickness all while Calvin dropped down to his knees and rolled the champion onto his back to make the cover.
Adams: Harris' head was just crushed into the mat!
ONE!
Simone: There's no way he doesn't walk away with a concussion after that!
TWO!
Adams: Screw a concussion! Let that be enough to crown a new champion!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOO! HARRIS KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!
Simone: He did it again! He got his shoulder up just in time. I gotta give him just a tiny bit of respect here. He's a fighting champion right now. He's refusing to stay down!
Adams: Well stop being a fighting champion and stay down, Harris!
Inside the ring Calvin sat there in shock. His last move out of pure desperation didn't work and he was beside himself. At that moment Guy found himself leaping up onto the ring apron. Trying to get the attention of Calvin but no sooner than he leaped up on the apron BLAIR and CARMEN appeared at ringside yanking him off the apron. Both women were in the man's face as he tried to back up away from them. Realizing this wasn't a situation he wanted to be in. Inside the ring Calvin was grabbing a hold of Harris and trying to pull him to his feet but as soon as he did. Harris charged forward and slammed Calvin into the turnbuckle. With the separation broken Harris then reared back and delivered a nasty Roaring Elbow right to the jaw of Calvin, slumping the man in the corner but instead of going for the cover.
Harris found himself rolling right out of the ring. He got himself in the right position just as Guy was rounding the corner again trying to stay away from the champion's two wives. Guy found himself BACKING right into Harris. The look on his face said it all. He knew he messed up and slowly found himself turning around. As soon as he did and was able to make eye contact with Harris. He swallowed hard with a big gulp only to be met with a knee to the gut. Harris quickly doubled Guy over before placing him between his legs. Both Carmen and Blair got out of the way as Harris then lifted Guy up onto his shoulders and went rushing forward before launching him off his shoulders for a POWERBOMB INTO THE STEEL STEPS causing Guy nothing but pain. If that wasn't bad enough as Guy laid there in agony, Harris proceeded to SPIT on the man out of pure disrespect. The SCW fans let it be known how they felt about him.
Simone: Our SCW Heavyweight Champion just obliterated GUY with that powerbomb into the steps!
Adams: I don't even know how to keep up with this match anymore. There's so much going on! So many people are getting involved. Jacob Summers needs to get this under control!
Simone: I do agree some order needs to be restored, but this has got to be one of the best SCW Heavyweight Matches I've ever seen!
Harris turned his attention right back into the ring as he eye balled Calvin who had rolled towards the middle of the ring. Trying to get himself up, but that's when Harris quickly leaped up onto the apron. He grabbed the top rope and launched himself into the air for an unlikely move for him. Looking to connect with BETTER THAN YO-NOOOOOOOOOO! On the final rotation of the 630, Calvin rolled out of the way causing Harris to land HEAD and NECK first onto the mat. Calvin wasted no time as he grabbed a hold of the champion and placed him between his legs. Lifting him up briefly before planting him right on his head in the middle of the ring for THE ART OF BETRAYAL! That had to be it. Everyone in the arena could feel it. Calvin more than anyone as he made the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOO! BLAIR AND CARMEN LEAP ONTO THE APRON GAINING JACOB'S ATTENTION!
Adams: Of course! Of freaking course!
Simone: Come on! We knew it was coming. They weren't just going to stand there and let it happen.
Adams: I don't care if we knew it was coming! Calvin had this man beat!
Simone: It was close, but we're never going to know.
Adams: We would if these broads were just forever banned from ringside!
Both women were in his face pointing their fingers at him and shouting at him. Calvin couldn't believe it as he was that close to pulling it off. He got to his feet and approached the side of the ring where all the commotion was going on. He was shouting that something needed to be done. Being that Jacob had enough of everything that had taken place. He looked at Carmen and Blair before he proceeded to EJECT both of them from the ring side area. Both ladies went into a screaming fit as they dropped down from the apron. Jacob climbed out of the ring and started to march them up the ramp. During all of this Harris had slid out of the ring and grabbed the SCW Heavyweight Championship from ring side. Sliding back in the ring with the championship in hand. Eyeing up Calvin with hatred.
Simone: Oh no! Calvin turn around! Turn around!
Adams: He's about to steal the victory again!
Simone: I'm afraid so!
About that time Calvin turned himself around as Harris rushed forward and went for it. Swinging the championship but MISSED when Calvin ducked under it. Harris was forced to drop the championship from all the momentum that had taken place. He turned around and was met with a kick to the gut. Calvin forced Harris' head between his legs a second time as he attempted to lift him up for THE ART OF BETR-NOOOOOOOOOO! Harris used his momentum to bring himself back down as he went to his knees and then with everything he had. Every last bit of force he could use he delivered a LOW BLOW right to Calvin. The challenger found himself dropping back to the mat as Harris went for the cover. At the same time Jacob was sliding right back into the ring. Seeing this and dropping down to make the count.
Adams: Not like this!
ONE!
Simone: Jacob never seen it coming thanks to those two wives of his!
TWO!
Adams: Come on Calvin! Kick out! Kick out!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Simone: Ughhhh! He retains the SCW Heavyweight Championship!
Adams: Where the hell is Christian when we need him?! Reverse the decision! Restart the match! For crying out loud do something!
Inside the ring Harris found himself rolling off of Calvin as he laid there on the mat smirking from ear to ear. It was clear that he was very proud of himself for what had just taken place. Not that there was anyone else in the arena that was proud. Every fan in attendance now stood up booing this man.
Justin: Here is your winner... ANNNND STIIILLLLL your SCW Heavyweight Champion: MIIIICCHHHAAAEEELLLL HAAAARRRRIIIISSSSS!
By this time Harris had gotten to his feet and retrieved the championship off the mat where he had missed his shot earlier. Lifting the championship into the air as Jacob lifted his other arm up. Celebrating another victory to his name.
Simone: This man has cut every corner imaginable. He cut corners to win the damn championship from Mac Bane. He cut corners retain it against Malachi, Miles Kasey, and Austin Mercer. Now he's cut corners again tonight to keep it. I'm disgusted. When is it ever going to end?!
Adams: Never, if someone doesn't stand up and do something. I'm sending all the positive vibes to J2H. I never thought I'd see the day where I said this. But he has to come back. He has to save this company from this rotten clown.
Simone: Oddly enough, I feel like there's a lot of people out there that agree with that statement. J2H is the hero we need now more than ever!
Harris was rolling out of the ring as Carmen and Blair both came back down the ramp to embrace him for the win. Inside the ring the cameras got a close up on Calvin's blood stained face. He was sitting there and starting to realize what had just taken place. He had not only lost, but had been screwed in the process. Cameras then found themselves cutting backstage.
BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP - ULTIMATE X
Jessie Salco © vs Laura Phoenix vs TBD vs TBD
We cut to the backstage area where we see the Bombshell Roulette Champion Jessie Salco standing by and listening to "Eye of the Panther" by Steel Panther on her iPhone, she is standing next to a monitor and looks up when she spots the camera.
Jessie: Been a while since you found me like this, huh?
Jessie asks as she pauses the song.
Jessie: But I'm not listening to Steel Panther just because I feel like it, personally? I was never a fan of the band, talented guys? Sure but they relied too much on raunchy humour for my tastes, and yet........
Jessie turns on the monitor and it shows Steel Panther playing the song on America's Got Talent, the sound is muted but the band are clearly performing the song.
Jessie: They still managed to get on National TV, on America's Got Talent of all things! Granted Eye of the Panther is one of their cleaner songs but my point still stands, this was something pretty much everyone familiar with Steel Panther never thought would happen without hell freezing over or pigs flying, sound familiar?
Jessie asks before turning off the monitor and pats her Roulette Title.
Jessie: Hands up, how many thought that my reign would end at Kim? Or my rematch with Luna? All of you? Just as I thought, Jessie Salco having a reign with more than two defences was about as likely as Steel Panther getting on National TV but both of those things happened and within weeks of each other to boot! Tell me, does the prospect of me winning the World Bombshell Title sound so laughable now?
Jessie shakes her head.
Jessie: Before anyone jumps on that comment, I was being hypothetical, would I give this title up for a World Bombshell Title Shot? To be honest, it would have to a scenario where the title was vacated because at least then my chances of walking out champion are significantly increased, but as it stands? I wish Courtney the best of luck with her title reign and against Devona, it's about time some fresh blood held that title! Speaking of fresh blood.
Jessie says as she holds up her title.
Jessie: I said it at #361 two weeks ago, I said it last week, and I'll say it again tonight, I want competition as I continue my road to Summer XXXTreme XI and time is running out, next week will be the penultimate Climax Control of the cycle, after that is the Go Home Show and if I'm not defending the title then? Then it'll be at Summer XXXTreme, on one hand, it'll mean that I fulfilled the goal I set out to achieve back in Vegas, on the other hand?
Jessie rests the title over her shoulder.
Jessie: Clock is ticking, don't make me flap my gums for weeks on end for nothing, because I'll be entering the Ultimate X Match even more pissed off than usual, I don't like having my time wasted! See you next week!
Jessie walks off as the scene fades.
Back inside the arena, it was time for the next bit of action scheduled to take place. The opening guitar riff to "In the Middle of the Night" by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the crowd comes unglued as Ariana emerges from the back wearing a long cloak with her initials on the back and with her back to the crowd.
Justin: Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, "The Greek Goddess" Ariana Angelos!
Ariana spins around right as the song kicks into high gear with the opening lyrics, she poses for the crowd as she makes her way down to the ring before rolling into the ring and removing her cloak ready for her match.
Justin: And now introducing her opponent. From Miami, Florida. KEEEEIIIIRRRAAAA FIIIISHHHHERRRRR!
"Undefeateable" begins to play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage are seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on, the tron goes red as the music goes a bit intense as Keira turns and walks down the ring. She slaps a few fans' hands as she slides in. Once the lyrics hit,
She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits across the ring staring at her opponent waiting for the bell to officially start the match.
DING DING DING!
The match was officially underway as Ariana and Kiera began to circle around each other. Kiera being the veteran in this match she was looking to control the pace. Once she stopped Ariana did the same as both women met each other in the ring. Ariana went for the traditional lock up but Kiera ducked under her arms before scooping behind Ariana. She grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up before planting her down in the middle of the ring with a waist lock takedown. Keira let go right away as she got up and looked down at Ariana with a small smirk on her lips.
Simone: Keira may be all about respect, but she's also quickly teaching Ariana a lesson in expecting the unexpected.
Adams: Ariana has got to get her head in the game quickly if she wants to upset the legend tonight. Last week she had her mind clouded and lost to a newbie. Tonight, if she allows that to happen. This is going to be over much quicker!
Ariana seemed to nod her head, some getting to her feet. Whatever message that Keira sent she had gotten. Both of them circled around each other again. Before the second meeting in the middle of the ring. This time Ariana catches Keira by surprise with a Headlock Takeover. Keira's shoulders sprawled out on the mat but she was quick to get them up before Drew could drop down and make the count. Ariana kept that grounded attack for the moment but Keira used her experience. Wrapping her arms around the waist of Ariana before rolling backwards.
This managed to force Ariana to break the hold. Both ladies getting to their feet at the exact same time. However it was Keira that got the upperhand right away as she caught Ariana with a drop toe hold causing her to smack face first into the mat. Keira remained on the offense as she got to her feet. Before grabbing a hold of the legs of Ariana, it appeared that she had some type of submission in mind. In fact she was attempting to roll Ariana onto her stomach for the SHARPSHO-NO! Before it could be locked in Ariana kicked both of her legs back. Keira flew back and hit the turnbuckle before whiplashing forward. Ariana caught her right away with an Inside Package.
ONE!
Adams: What a smart move by Ariana!
TWO!
Simone: But there's no way this is enough!
KICK OUT FROM KEIRA FISHER!
Adams: You are correct about that.
Simone: She's a legend in this business and SCW for a reason. Ariana is going to have to bring a WHOLE lot more than that to score a victory.
Ariana was getting to her feet after the kick out when Keira rushed in for a SPEA-NOOOO! At the last second Ariana leap frogged over the legendary Bombshell causing Keira to go TUMBLING TO THE OUTSIDE through the ropes. Ariana stood there realizing the opening she had as she waited for Keira to stand up. She was doing just that with the help of the ringside barricade as Ariana went running towards the ropes. She used them as a platform to gain moment before coming out and diving through the ropes for a SUICIDE DI-NOOOOOOO! Just as Ariana's head came through the ropes Keira got her foot up for SEVEN SINS drilling Ariana right in the head forcing her to fall face first into the padding on the floor.
Simone: Oh my God! I think she just took Ariana's head off!
Adams: This goes back to what we've been saying about Keira thus far tonight. She's the veteran in this match. A legend. She's got eyes in the back of her head at all times. Ring awareness like this is just unmatched!
Simone: I don't see how Ariana recovers from that. She's always such a high risk kind of girl inside those ropes and it came back to bite her in the rear end in the worst way.
Keira found herself backing away from Ariana and rolling into the ring. If the woman was hurt from the move, the last thing she was going to do was further cause injury out of respect. Ariana had a very loopy look in her eyes when she lifted her head. Meanwhile Drew began the traditional ten count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
On the outside Ariana was able to use the ring apron to pull herself up to her feet, but she still had that dazed look in her eyes as she fell back against the barricade using it to hold herself up for the time being.
Adams: Ariana really does look out on her feet here.
Simone: Honestly, she should just take the countout loss here. It isn't looking good for her.
Adams: I think she's got too much pride to let that happen.
Keira had a little bit of a concerned look on her face when looking at her opponent. Ariana just leaned there trying to regain her surroundings as the count continued.
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
TE-NOOOO! ARIANA DIVES IN THE RING AT THE LAST SECOND!
Drew was so close to shouting ten, but Ariana was able to save herself. Of course as she tried to get to her feet, she still looked rather out of it. That kick to the head really did some damage. Keira seemed to still have some respect staying back as she let Ariana get to her feet.
Simone: I get what Keira is doing here. I'm all about respect, but she just has to put Ariana out of her misery here.
Adams: Ariana has to also know when to cut her losses. She's going to do more damage to herself here. Live to fight another day.
Simone: But of course, it goes back to that pride you mentioned. Too much of it courses through her veins.
Finally, Ariana was on her feet as she begged Keira to "come on" motioning with her heads. Even though she didn't seem sure Keira stepped forward and landed a forearm shot to the jaw of Ariana. However Ariana landed a forearm of her own right back. Catching Keira hard and by surprise. Keira responded with a sharp kick to the gut doubling over Ariana. She quickly grabbed her and set up for a POWERBO-NOOOOOOOO! Ariana finds herself countering out of the move with a Hurricanrana that sent Keira face first into the top turnbuckle. As she came stumbling out of the corner Ariana was waiting for her on the apron. Using the ropes to launch herself into the ring for a SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE that spun Keira inside out before she hit the mat.
Adams: I didn't see that coming!
Quickly, Ariana grabbed a hold of Keira and rolled her onto her back. Hooking both of her legs as she used them for leverage in trying to get the huge victory. Drew dropping down into position.
Simone: This might be one of IF NOT the biggest win of Ariana's career!
ONE!
Adams: Ariana is such a tiny woman, but she packs a hell of a punch. The force she hit Keira with was insane!
TWO!
Simone: She's about to pull this off!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOO! BIG KICKOUT FROM KEIRA!
Adams: So close! So so very close!
Inside the ring the look on Ariana's face said it all. She could not believe the fact this woman was able to kick out. She sat there on her knees in a state of shock and confusion as Keira took the time to recover by rolling away and into the corner. Ariana found herself starting to get up to her feet. Once she did she eyeballed Keira who was now pulling herself up in the corner. Taking a far more aggressive approach. Ariana rushed in and drilled Keira with a forearm to the face. She found herself backing up a little before rushing in and hitting Keira with a second forearm right to the jaw. Keira was starting to look a little loopy as Ariana backed up a second time and looked to shoot in again.
Adams: Just my opinion, but I think she's letting the match get to her a little bit.
Simone: Ariana is being far more aggressive than usual. Not a bad thing, but not always a good thing!
Letting out a little scream, Ariana found herself rushing in for a third time going for the FOREAR-NO! This time Keira had scouted it as she moved out of the way causing Ariana to smack chest first into the turnbuckle. As she fed out in pain and confusion Keira grabbed a hold of her head before using the corner and the ropes to her advantage taking Ariana down with DEADLY SIN causing Ariana's head to bounce off the mat. Right away Keira rolled her over for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner... KEEEEIIIIRRRRAAAAA FIIIIISSSHHHHERRRRR!
As soon as the referee's hand had hit the three count. Keira was up on her feet and raising his arms in victory. There was no denying it was a hard fought victory. Both ladies had laid it all on the line, Keira was just the one that left with the win.
Simone: Wow! That was quite the match. There's nothing to be ashamed of by either of these women!
Adams: Absolutely not! Ariana gave it everything she had. Keira gave it everything she had. It was back and forth all night, but someone had to take the loss.
Simone: That's sadly the name of the game in this business. If anything Ariana can take away from the fact she can hold her own with the legends of the Bombshell division.
Adams: Indeed she can, and I'm going to be looking forward to a rematch in the very near future!
Cameras cut back to the ring where Ariana was starting to get to her feet with the help of the ropes. All while Keira stood there with her hand raised in victory. Soon enough Keira saw Ariana standing there as she walked forward. Extending her hand out in good sportsmanship. Ariana gladly took a hold of the hand as the two women gave each other a small embrace out of respect. Cameras found themselves soon cutting backstage.
WORLD MIXED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP - FATAL FOUR-WAY
Alexander Raven and Luna Vanity vs Oliver Zahn and Eiley vs TBD vs TBD
The camera switches and is now focused on backstage reporter Pussy Willow, smiling into the camera.
Pussy: Last week everyone witnessed and unprovoked and surprised attack on Bobbie Dahl at the hands of Alexandra Calaway. I am now being joined by Bobbie Dahl, who has remained silent the entire week since the attack.
The camera pans back just enough so Bobbie can be seen in view. Her face is expressionless, almost as if she is still thinking over what she plans to say to her newest foe.
Pussy: Bobbie, thanks for joining me. How are you doing?
Bobbie: Me? Oh I'm peachy, Pussy!
Pussy raises an eyebrow.
Pussy: Really? Everyone thought for sure you would be in a bit of a bad mood after last week. And Alexandra has apparently tried getting a reaction out of you.
Bobbie chuckles.
Bobbie: Pfffffft. You think I'm gonna be bothered by that?! Nahhhh! She can try and get a rise out of me all she wants, but I've dealt with bigger and badder women than her! She may have caught me off guard, but trust me when I say it won't happen again! I'll just ignore her and she'll eventually go away.
Pussy: I'm not so sure, Bobbie. She seems hell bent on taking you down for some reason. Taking her spotlight? Taking something from her? Surely you can't ignore her for long.
Bobbie: I can and I will. Little girl needs to realize that she's the newbie arou--
Bobbie is suddenly cut off quickly as Alexandra Calaway attacks her from behind! Pussy Willow jumps back as Calaway starts her assault on Bobbie, knocking her to the ground as she jumps on top of the larger Bombshell, laying in hard right fists to the back of the head!
Simone: Someone get security back there now!!
Adams: This doesn't look good for Bobbie!
Calaway jumps back to her feet and begins stomping away, continuing her assault! She begins looking around for anything she can use as a weapon as Bobbie slowly tries to get back to her feet. Calaway grabs a nearby fire extinguisher, holding it with a sick smile on her face as she stares at Bobbie's back...
Simone: Oooh no...Where the hell is security?!
Calaway then charges at Bobbie and slams the fire extinguisher right into the middle of her back, and Bobbie just crumples forward to the floor, holding her back but barely moving! Before Calaway can do anymore damage, security and SCW officials rush up to her and begin leading her away. She just looks on with a proud smile, as medical personnel and Artie rush to Bobbie's side.
Adams: That can not be good at all. She could have a serious back injury!
Simone: Security was just moments too late. Hopefully we will have an update on Bobbie's condition soon.
Climax Control was slowly starting to wind down for the night. Just before the main event of the night the cameras happen to find themselves catching up to the SCW Heavyweight Champion, Michael Harris. With the championship around his waist. One arm around Carmen's shoulder, the other around Blair's shoulders. Both ladies tilted a champagne bottle to the man's open mouth as he took a large gulp. The crowd booed heavily from their seats seeing this celebration.
Michael Harris: Wooooooooo! That's how it's done babyyyyy!
He had quite the smirk spread across his lips. Still soaked in sweat and in his ring gear, but he was certainly living the moment.
Blair DuCharme-Harris: We are never going to let you down!
Carmen Rivera-Harris: I told you this time was going to be different, baby. I told you. Calvin never stood a chance.
Blair DuCharme-Harris: And now he can go back to living on his little isolated island no one cares about. He had his fifteen minutes of frame thanks to us.
Michael Harris: He tried to take me on. He tried to compete against the Greatest Ever in this business. He tried oh so hard to end the GREATEST SCW Heavyweight Championship reign in this company's history. He tried and he tried, but he failed! Ahahaha! I am who I say that I am!
The trio were very proud of themselves. That much was made clear with their words, but before they could get any further. They were forced to stop dead in their tracks. Their facial expressions souring as Christian Underwood was entering the camera frame at that moment. He looked at the three of them and scoffed for the moment.
Christian Underwood: Proud of yourself for CHEATING once again eh, Mikey?
Michael Harris: Hey! He had that SideShow Freak get involved first. It's called leveling the playing field!
Christian Underwood: Of course that's what you're focused on. How could I be so silly?
He rolled his eyes.
Christian Underwood: Certainly wasn't referring to the attack from behind. Of course I wasn't referring to busting Calvin open before he had a chance. And there's no way I could be talking about the Low Blow that took place behind Jacob's back. No way at all.
His mocking tone just had the three of them glaring in his direction. Yet, before they even had a chance to say anything. Christian was quick to cut them off.
Christian Underwood: Now I couldn't help but overhear you mention the greatest SCW Heavyweight Champion in history. Which seeing as I've already told you. It's definitely not you. I could only imagine that you were talking about, James. So, I'm here with some good news. I just got off the phone with J2H. And he informed me to inform you and everyone else. He'll be here NEXT WEEK with a very important announcement.
Michael Harris: WHAT?!
The look on Harris' face said it all. It was like he had just seen a ghost. He could not believe what he was being told right now. Now based on the look on Christian's face. He seemed to be enjoying the fact he was the one delivering the news.
Christian Underwood: Now you and your... things go enjoy your victory. Something tells me, it's going to be the last one you enjoy for a long awhile.
Following those words he proceeded to start walking off leaving the trio behind. The look on the Champion's face hadn't changed at all. This was the worst possible news he could have gotten, but based on the crowd's reaction to the news. It was one of the best things they could have heard all night. Especially after everything that had taken place. Cameras faded from the shocked look on his face and headed back to the ringside area for the main event of the night.
Simone: It's time for the Main Event! Jack Washington and Peter Vaughn achieved championship success at Into the Void with Jack retaining the Internet Championship and Peter winning the vacated Roulette Title, now they'll meet in singles in action in a non-title Clash of the Champions Match!
Adams: These two last met at Blaze of Glory XI where Peter picked up the win in his PPV debut, you can bet that Jack is out to get his win back!
Simone: This should be a barn burner! Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen THIS is your Main Event of the Evening scheduled for one fall and it is a non-title Clash of the Champions Match!
The lights in the arena go out, causing the usual hysteria from the crowd. After a few seconds, Peter Vaughn's face appears on the big tron, darkly smirking down at the fans.
"This Time... It's Different."
Justin: Introducing first, from Dallas, Texas he is the reigning SCW Roulette Champion "The Mechanic" PETER VAUGHN!
After Vaughn finishes speaking, he begins to laugh. His laughter carries on as the Tron video overtakes his image, beginning with "This Time It's Different" by Evans Blue. Vaughn comes out from the back, smiling at the reaction he's getting. He stops on the ramp, surveying the hatred from the crowd. From Vaughn's reaction, you'd think they were chanting his name, as he walks down the aisle with a cocky smile. He heads straight through the ropes and into his corner, stretching and preparing for a fight.
Simone: Peter has managed to remain unpinned since his debut, his one and only loss happening in the Blast from the Past Tournament thanks to his partner Seleana!
Adams: And now he's the new Roulette Champion, who knows what other titles are in that man's future!
Justin: And his opponent!
"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. He shows very little emotion, walking to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots.
Justin: From Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, he is the reigning SCW Internet Champion, JACK WASHINGTON!
He hits the ring, uses the ropes the stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle.
Simone: Jack made history when he became the first wrestler to win a title during the Blast from the Past Tournament!
Adams: Which is impressive in itself when you remember how long the tournament's been going for! Jack made it to the Semi-Finals but was eliminated by Calvin Harris and Dawn Warren and went on to defend the title against the very man he defeated to win it in Alexander Raven!
Dawn goes over the rules with both men before taking their titles from them to hand to the timekeeper, but no sooner as her back is turned does Jack swing for the fences with a wild right hand! Peter ducks and spears him into a corner where the two men brawl and Dawn calls for the bell.
DING DING DING
Simone: And this match is off to a wild start already!
Adams: Two champions are out to prove themselves tonight so I'm not surprised!
As soon as the bell rings Dawn tries to restore order but neither Jack or Peter are listening to her as they trade punches in the corner but eventually Jack grabs one of Peter's punches, leaps over the top rope and snaps his arm against the top rope! This sends Peter reeling as he clutches his arm in pain but Jack zeroes in on the arm as soon as he returns to the ring locking Peter in an arm bar as soon as he's within reach!
Simone: Jack ended that brawl in the corner with an attack on Peter's arm and now he's zeroed in on it!
Adams: Can Peter fight back against this?
The answer is yes as Peter counters the arm bar with a stiff forearm to the face of Jack rocking the Internet Champion and sending him reeling backwards before Peter hits him with a running Spanish Fly! Peter goes for the first pin of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Jack gets the shoulder up! Peter shakes his head before he gets to his feet and waits for Jack to get back to his feet, when Jack does get back to his feet Peter goes for a Tilt-A-Whirl DDT but Jack counters it mid move into a Northern Lights Suplex! Jack bridges for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Peter kicks out! Jack picks up Peter but Peter breaks free of Jack's grip before hitting him with a beautiful standing Dropkick that sends Jack out of the ring.
Simone: Peter just told Jack to Get Of My Ring with that Dropkick!
Adams: Literally! That's the name he gave that dropkick! And it looks like Peter's gonna fly!
Jack takes his time to get back to his feet whilst Peter measures him up for a Suicide Dive before launching himself at Jack over the ropes taking both men out! Dawn restarts her count at the count of four as both men lay reeling from the dive but it's Peter that gets back to his feet first and he rolls Jack back into the ring! Rather than follow Jack back into the ring though Peter instead heads to the top rope before hitting a 450 Splash on Jack! Peter goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Jack kicks out! It's at that point that Peter decides to switch up his tactics by locking in a Crossface Submission on Jack!
Simone: Peter may be a highflyer but he's showing that he's a daft hand at submissions too!
Adams: And he's got the Internet Champion reeling with that Crossface!
Dawn gets into position to ask Jack if he wants to submit but Jack refuses to give up to Peter's submission hold and starts making his way over to the ring ropes to try to force the rope break, however Peter makes the mistake of pulling too far back on the Crossface as it gives Jack the leverage he needs to reverse it into a makeshift roll-up.
ONE!
TWO!
And Peter gets the shoulder up releasing the hold in the process! Both men get back to their feet and they both go for the same thing, a running crossbody, knocking them both down.
Simone: Jack and Peter are both down after that collision.
Adams: I think it did more than knock them down Belinda, look at the way Peter is clutching his arm, I think he landed on the arm Jack targeted earlier in the match!
That does seem to be the case because Peter has a pained expression on his face as he clutches at his arm and once Dawn sees this she checks to see if he can continue, Peter nods in confirmation and Dawn resumes her ten count allowing Jack to get back to his feet at five but as soon as Jack sees Peter favouring the arm Jack targeted earlier in the match he's like a shark that smells blood in the water as he pounces on that arm as Peter gets up working over it with arm ringers and forearm strikes.
Simone: Peter has blood in the water thanks to that arm and Jack has his sights set on it!
Adams: It's not looking good for the Roulette Champion!
Peter goes to break Jack's hold the same way he did earlier in the match by way of a forearm to the face but Jack has it scouted this time as he ducks the forearm shot and reverses it into a Hammerlock Back Suplex with Peter landing on his bad arm! Peter screams out in pain but Jack doesn't let up as he drops several knees onto Peter's arm before he finally goes for a pin making sure to isolate Peter's good arm.
ONE!
TWO!
And Peter still kicks out! Jack makes a grab for Peter's bad arm as he pulls the Roulette Champion back to his feet and sets him up for a Shoulder Breaker again targeting the bad arm, this time though Peter reverses it into a Tombstone Piledriver! Peter goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Jack kicks out!
Simone: That's two nearfalls a piece between Jack and Peter in the past few minutes.
Adams: I don't think it'll last much longer, not with the state of Peter's arm!
As Peter pulls away from Jack Dawn once again asks if he wants to give up given the obvious pain radiating from his arm but Peter refuses in spite of the pain and instead calls for his finisher.
Simone: Peter just called for The Key Holder but can he pull off that Ripcord DDT with the state his arm is in?
Adams: We're about to find out!
Peter clearly doesn't want to risk further injury tohis arm because he's opting to wait for Jack to get back to his feet rather than pick up the Internet Champion, once Jack is back on his feet Peter goes for the Ripcord DDT but Jack reserves it into a Crippler Crossface again targeting Peter's bad arm.
Simone: Jack has the Brotherly Love locked in and he's targeted Peter's bad arm!
Adams: He has nowhere to go, stick a fork in Peter, he's done!
Dawn checks on Peter but try as he might, he can't fight off the pain anymore and has no choice but to tap out!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, the Internet Champion Jack Washington!
Simone: Jack gets his win back ending Peter's unbeaten in singles competition streak!
Adams: He's still unpinned though but his challengers at Summer XXXTreme might see that as an opportunity!
Jack celebrates his win with his title as Dawn checks on Peter.
Simone: Well ladies and gentlemen, that is all we have time for tonight! Join us next week for some hard hitting SCW action! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying good night everybody!
The camera fades to Jack celebrating.
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