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

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

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

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

Break it down

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

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

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

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

Break it down

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Jason waves goofily to the camera.

Simone: Jason, this week is big as we have eight matches, highlighted by not just our Main Event for the Bombshell Roulette Championship, but also the 'Beat the Clock' challenges between J2H and the World Heavyweight Champion Michael Harris!

Adams: And THOSE matches are going to decide what happens at High Stakes XIII when J2H challenges Michael Harris for the World Heavyweight Championship!

Simone: And this evening kicks off in dramatic fashion between Georgie Robertson and Seleana Zdunich in a Roulette Division match! We understand that Bea Barnhart has already been named a challenger to the Bombshell Roulette Championship match at High Stakes XIII, no matter who emerges as champion after tonight. Could the opener this evening be determining a second challenger?

Adams: Then we have a veteran against a rookie when "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart goes up against Rodrigo Afonso!

Simone: In a Streetfight to settle an old score hopefully once and for all, the Icon aka Roxi Johnson will go toe to toe against her former friend and now rival, Krystal Wolfe!

Adams: Keira Fisher-Johnson has thrown out an Open Challenge before High Stakes XIII to face someone, anyone, in a singles match! That challenge has been answered by the returning Kat Jones!

Simone: Many experts are keeping a close eye on the newly formed tandem of Finn Whelan and Kayla Richards as they enter the Mixed Tag Team division together, tonight facing the duo of Jane and Tyler McCulligan! But nobody is watching this match closer than the champions themselves, Eiley and Oliver Zahn!

Adams: And it's the first of two Beat the Clock challenges as J2H goes up against his hand picked opponent -- chosen by the Champion himself -- Jaycee MacDonald! If **snorts** J2H wins, whatever time he sets, Michael Harris has to beat it!

Simone: And Michael Harris's own Beat the Clock challenge is next as J2H has chosen none other than the young man who J2H admittedly took him to the brink of an upset just two months ago -- Helluva Bottom Carter!

Adams: And the Main Event is for the Bombshell Roulette Championship! Alexandra Calaway defends against the veteran Laura Phoenix!

Simone: All this and MORE on Sin City Wrestling Climax Control!

The screen above the stage comes to life....

The video comes to an end and the SCW-Tron fades to the cheers of the crowd, celebrating the newest inductees into the Sin City Wrestling Hall of Fame.

LIVE! On October 22, 2023! From the MGM Grand Garden Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada...!

It's....!

The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see the two competitors in tonight's opening contest, Georgie Robertson and Seleana Zdunich, standing beside the Roulette Wheel waiting to hear their fates.

Simone: We've got two Bombshell Roulette Division Matches tonight folks and this opening contest could play a part in deciding who challenges the winner of the main event between Laura Phoenix and Alexandra Callaway at High Stakes!

Adams: Seleana and Georgie have both challenged for the Bombshell Roulette Title before, in fact Seleana was Alexandra's first challenger!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready ladies?

Both women nod and Rocky spins the wheel, it goes around for a few minutes before finally stopping on Falls Count Anywhere.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: OH COME ON!

Georgie: Oh hey, look at that! And look at this!

Georgie blasts Seleana in the face with a chair that she had brought with her.

DING DING DING!

Georgie: I came prepared!

Simone: Jacob had better get back there quickly because Georgie just grabbed a huge advantage over Seleana!

Adams: He's way ahead of you Belinda!

Georgie immediately goes for a pin but is stuck waiting for Jacob to arrive (giving Rocky more than enough time to get the hell out of dodge in the process), Jacob finally arrives at the scene and drops down to count the first pin of the night.

ONE!

TWO!

And Seleana kicks out! Georgie looks annoyed and gets in Jacob's face about how long it took the ref to get to the backstage area.

Simone: Err, what was Georgie expecting? He was waiting in the ring and the wheel is always kept in the backstage area!

Adams: It's not like SCW employs Usain Bolt as a ref! But Georgie had better watch out for Seleana!

Indeed, Seleana has recovered from Georgie's cheap shot and is waiting for the Brit to turn around, she does and is immediately met with a right hand staggering Georgie and giving Seleana a chance to throw her face first into the Roulette Wheel! Georgie stumbles backwards right into a German Suplex which Seleana bridges for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Georgie kicks out! Seleana gets to her feet first and Georgie isn't that far behind her, albeit not by choice because Seleana drags the British rookie up with her and starts dragging Georgie away from the Roulette Wheel area.

Simone: The Bombshells are leaving the Roulette Wheel area after a pinfall apiece and now they are going elsewhere in te arena.

Adams: Remember that this is Falls Count Anywhere folks! Seleana and Georgie could take this to Alcatraz Island if they wanted too!

After a few minutes Georgie starts to fight back with some stiff elbows to Seleana's midsection breaking the Swede's grip on Georgie's head in the process before Georgie sends Seleana through a nearby door without looking at it before following her opponent in! Jacob goes to follow the Bombshells into the room but stops when he sees a familiar sign on the door.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh come on! I can't even go to the bathroom without the match spreading to the women's bathroom?!

Simone: Rocky should just be glad that this is a women's division match!

Adams: Even then it's awkward enough with Georgie and Seleana fighting.

Fortunately for the two Bombshells Rocky was the only one in the bathroom at the time and she had just finished her "business" as it were meaning that she is quick to leave once her hands are washed, with the interviewer out of harm's way Seleana and Georgie are joined by a (clearly uncomfortable) Jacob as he tries to maintain a professional demeaner even as Seleana opens a nearby stall, picks up Georgie by her legs and dunks her head in the toilet before flushing.

Simone: Look, I know Seleana's one of the tallest Bombshells in the roster at 5ft 10 but 1: Georgie isn't that much shorter at 5ft 6 and 2: this isn't high school!

Adams: Can't deny that it's effective though!

Georgie manages to get a leg free and score with a kick to Seleana's face sending the Swede stumbling backwards out of he stall whilst Georgie regains her bearings, she doesn't regain them in time though as Seleana grabs Georgie by her leg, pulls her out of the stall and goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Georgie kicks out! Seleana shakes her head before she leaves the women's bathroom and heads down the hall to regroup, she doesn't get far though as Georgie catches up with Seleana and clobbers the Blonde Bombshell from behind with a chair she picked up! Seleana stumbles forward before rolling onto her back and Georgie continues to work away at her with the chair whilst trying her best to ignore her soaking wet hair.

Simone: Georgie's going back to her chair.

Adams: She's out of her element here, she can't use her regular finisher in a match like this and I think Seleana knows it!

The chair eventually breaks from the repeated strikes and Georgie tosses it aside before going for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Seleana kicks out! Seleana is clearly dazed from the attack from Georgie but Georgie isn't about to give her a chance to regain her bearings before they make their way out towards the entrance ramp!

Simone: Well, I think you just spoke to soon Jason because if Georgie can get Seleana down to the ring? She can hit her finisher!

Adams: That'll be easier said than done though!

Indeed Seleana starts to fight back against Georgie before throwing her off the stage, Georgie manages to roll on the landing letting her land safely but before she can even think of trying to get back up Seleana launches herself off the stage and nails the Brit with a Suicide Dive! The crowd comes alive for the move even though both Bombshells are down and out and Jacob makes his way down to the area to check on them.

Simone: Well so much for Georgie taking Seleana anywhere near the ring!

Adams: Are they even conscious!

We soon get our answer and it's yes as Seleana is the first to stir and goes for a cover on Georgie by laying one arm across her chest.

ONE!

TWO!

And Georgie still gets the shoulder up! Seleana is clearly in disbelief before she spots a nearby table an starts making her way over to it before setting it up.

Simone: I'm surprised Seleana's going for a table considering her last title match ended in her going through a flaming table!

Adams: To be fair, that WAS a two out of three falls tables match! Ad I don't think Georgie's in much position to put Seleana through anything right now.

Indeed, Georgie hasn't moved an inch since she kicked out and upon seeing this Seleana is all smiles thinking that she has the match won! Seleana goes over to the rookie Bombshell and goes to pick her up only to learn the hard way that Georgie was playing possum and catches her with a Small Package!

ONE!

TWO!

And Seleana BARELY kicks out in time! Both women are slow to get to their feet but when Georgie does get to her feet she catches Seleana with a knee lift and starts dragging the Swedish Bombshell over to the table that she had just set up, Seleana briefly regains the advantage and goes to put Georgie through the table with the Kattoga!

Simone: Seleana's looking to end the match with the Kattoga!

Adams: Can she put Georgie away?

The answer is no because Georgie shoves Seleana away and following another knee lift she lays Seleana across the table! Georgie then climbs up into the crowd before steadying herself on the railing looking for a high risk move of some kind, but then she stops and goes up to the next level.

Simone: Err, how high is Georgie going to go?!

Adams: About as high as Cassie Wolfe on a weekend I'd guess! But is Seleana really that out of it?

Apparently the answer is yes because Seleana us still on the table by the time Georgie has reached the second railing and indeed, Georgie executed a beautiful, high risk moonsault that puts Seleana through the table!

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

Simone: Holy crap is right! That could've gone so wrong for Georgie!

Adams: And I think that finished off Seleana, stick a fork in her, she's done!

Georgie technically goes for the cover, because she knocked herself out with the move and landed perfectly atop Seleana!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, Georgie Robertson!

Simone: Georgie gets a big win in the opener! I bet the bosses will consider her for the Roulette Championship match at High Stakes!

Adams: And if that is the case, we need to find out who her opponent is! Stay tuned for the Main Event to find out!

Medics rush down to check on both women as the scene fades.

WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
Courtney Pierce (c) v Julianna DiMaria

We are taken backstage where a roving camera person arrives at the dressing room of Bill Barnhart along with Scott Oliver. We see Bill and Bea ready to go for Bill's match with Rodrigo Afonso. Since Bea is wearing her trademark blue dress we know she will be in Bill's corner as his Manager.

Scott: First I would like to congratulate you Bea for your win over Harper Mason at Climax Control 373.

Bea: Thanks Scott. It was a good match and, as always, I am being accused of doing something illegal in the match. Too bad the other wrestlers can't appreciate my good wrestling abilities so they have to resort to insulting me.

Scott: Bill you are facing Rodrigo Afonso and this is the first time you are wrestling him. How do you feel going into this match?

Bill: I feel great as always. I am a more talented wrestler than Rodrigo and he is giving up ten inches of height and seventy pounds of weight against me. He doesn't stand a snowball's chance in hell of defeating me. He is like a Chihuahua being tossed into a Pitbull fighting ring against a larger, stronger, more aggressive, opponent. I do kind of feel sorry for Rodrigo but I get paid to entertain and thrill the fans and if that means giving a major beat-down on Rodrigo Afonso then so be it.

Scott: I wish you the best of luck in your match.

Bill: What? Wish me luck in my match? There's no luck involved in me beating down, and destroying, Rodrigo Afonso! It is all skill and experience by me.

Scott: Sorry about that Bill. I was simply using a figure of speech.

Bea: Bill we need to start making our way to the staging area to be ready for our entrance for your match. Thanks for your time Scott.

Bill and Bea begin their walk down the hallways to get to the staging area to be ready for their entrance for Bill's match.

Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first... hailing from Lawrenceville, Georgia... Bill Barnhart...

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 his English Bulldog Iris leading her 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 two make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to a ring attendant to hold onto until the match is over. Bill enters enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.

Justin: And his opponent...

Tomorrow Never Comes by Rancid plays over the sound system as Rodrigo comes down the ramp on his skateboard as he high-fives the fans along the way. He then stands on the ramp with his skateboard as the announcement comes with cheers coming from the crowd.

Justin: "From Lisbon, Portugal, he weighs at one hundred and seventy pounds; he's a skateboarding wrestling prodigy, Rodrigo Afonso!"

After the announcement, he does a couple of kickflips on his skateboard to attract the crowd, all of which cheer for him. He kicks the skateboard up and slides straight into the ring with his face painted up. He climbs on the turnbuckle for a roar as he beats his chest like a beast with the crowd cheering for him as he got down from the turnbuckle and does a kickflip once again on his skateboard before he slides out of the ring to give his skateboard to the ring crew before sliding in the ring again, sitting behind a turnbuckle waiting for the match to start.

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

DING DING DING!

Afonso and Barnhart step out from their corners and circle the ring a few times before moving in and locking up, but it's only brief as Barnhart tosses him away and Afonso rolls to his feet and into a corner, where he looks at Barnhart who inches closer and dares him to come at him, as Afonso moves side to side as he decides on his next move. He rushes forward and locks up with Barnhart and is quickly overpowered and is pushed into the corner.

Simone: Afonso isn't going to give up too easily, but unfortunately, Barnhart is a lot taller and stronger, so he is going to be always on the back foot.

Once in the corner, Barnhart pushes Afonso back before pushing his arm into his face, as the ref moves in and tells Barnhart to back off and reluctantly does and is momentarily distracted by the ref and Afonso moves forward and gives Barnhart a hard shove, which he doesn't move and he replies back with a hard shove of his own and sends Afonso backwards hard into the corner and drops him to the mat.

Adams: Afonso is trying to get into this match, but Barnhart is just too big and strong for Afonso.

Barnhart looks down at him slightly menacingly, as Afonso pulls himself up to his feet and then skips past Barnhart who watches him carefully and continues to move about. Afonso stops and moves in as Barnhart prepares to lock up, but Afonso skips past him and gives him a shove and as Barnhart turns around, Afonso hits an elbow. Barnhart steps back and rubs his jaw before moving towards Afonso and Afonso leaps out of the ring and Barnhart follows him out of the ring. Afonso then decides to slide into the ring, but Barnhart grabs him, but Afonso kicks out and catches Barnhart on the head, which he lets go of Afonso and Afonso scrambles back to his feet.

Simone: Afonso isn't giving up, as he uses his speed advantage momentarily and gives Barnhart a shove before following up with an elbow. This is just poking the bear at this moment, as Afonso climbs from the ring.

Adams: Barnhart follows, and Afonso goes to slide back in, but Barnhart grabs him but gets booted for his troubles before getting back into the ring.

Once up, Afonso charges at the ropes and bounces off them, as Barnhart slides back into the ring and gets to his feet, as he goes for a wild swing at the approaching Afonso. Afonso ducks and bounces off the ropes again, but this time Barnhart is ready and catches Afonso with a high forearm and that sends Afonso down to the mat. Barnhart leans against the ropes, as Afonso stays down as the ref briefly check on him. Barnhart moves away from the ropes, as Afonso slowly rolls away from Barnhart and stops to and takes a moment.

Adams: Once back in the ring, Afonso looks to speed things up as Barnhart goes for a wild swing, which Afonso ducks and bounces off the ropes and straight into a high forearm, which rocks Afonso.

Barnhart approaches Afonso and pulls him up and pushes him into the corner, pinning him for a second, Barnhart hits a hard forearm across Afonso's chest. Afonso drops to a knee holding his chest, as Barnhart approaches once more and grabs Afonso and pulls him up and then clubs his back. Afonso drops to his knees and crawls away as Barnhart watches him, as Afonso uses him to get to his feet before being shoved back into the corner. Barnhart sticks his arm into the face of Afonso as the ref counts and gets to two. Barnhart then grabs Afonso's hand and Irish whips him across the ring hard and he bounces into the corner, and he stumbles from the corner and drops down. Barnhart looks at Afonso and rolls him onto his back and then casually covers him for a pin...

Simone: Barnhart now back on Afonso and catches him with a forearm and then a clubbing blow across Afonso's back. Afonso can't respond as he is sent across the ring into the corner and drops down and Barnhart goes for a lazy pin.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Afonso kicks out as he lays there for a moment, as Barnhart grabs him and pulls him up, where Afonso brushes his hands away and delivers a chop to Barnhart's chest. Barnhart steps back and Afonso hits another one and again Barnhart steps backwards and Afonso leaps up with a standing dropkick and Barnhart stumbles backwards and up against the ropes, as Afonso slowly makes his way to his feet and then charges at Barnhart and, but Barnhart sends Afonso up and over the ropes to the apron outside.

Adams: Afonso kicks out with ease, as Barnhart doesn't allow him a second to breath and grabs him and pulls him up, but Afonso pushes his hands away and hits a chop to the chest. Barnhart is surprised and is given another chop to the chest before being hit with a standing dropkick.

Simone: Afonso is getting back in this match.

Barnhart turns and Afonso grabs him and drops off the apron catching Barnhart across the top rope, and he stumbles away holding his throat and Afonso leaps back up onto the apron and watches and waits for Barnhart to turn and he does, and Afonso grabs the top rope, and he leaps up onto the ropes and hits a springboard tornado DDT and he goes for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Th...kickout!

Simone: Afonso catches Barnhart with springboard tornado DDT and then goes for a pin.

Barnhart kicks out, as Afonso grabs quickly grabs Barnhart and rolls him onto his stomach and then proceeds to lock in a crossface. Afonso does he best to keep the hold in place, as Barnhart grimaces in pain but he isn't about to give up, as he begins to move his legs about and slowly shuffles himself towards the ropes. Afonso pulls back a little more but doesn't help and Barnhart kicks his legs about and connects with the bottom rope and leaves it there. The ref quickly moves in and informs Afonso and Afonso reluctantly releases and rolls away from Barnhart.

Adams: Barnhart kicks out before Afonso pounces with a crossface submission. Barnhart grimaces from the discomfort as he finds the ropes and forces Afonso to break the hold.

Barnhart removes his foot and rolls himself closer to the ropes, as he lays there feeling his face and check for blood as the ref moves in and check on him before backing away, as Afonso paces a little. Barnhart grabs the ropes and sits himself up as he tries to shake off the DDT and the crossface. Still continuing to check his nose for blood. Afonso moves in but Barnhart yells at the ref to keep him back, which the ref does, and Afonso shakes his head.

Simone: Barnhart takes his time, as he keep checking for blood.

Using the ropes, Barnhart pulls himself up to his feet and shakes his head before stepping forward and Afonso charges and Barnhart gets his foot up and catches Afonso. Afonso stumbles away holding his face and Barnhart rushes forward grabbing Afonso and hits a running bulldog. Barnhart slowly climbs back to his feet and grabs Afonso and pulls him up and then hits a belly to back suplex.

Adams: Afonso rushes in and is met with a boot to the face. This gives Barnhart an opening and hits a running bulldog and then a belly to back suplex.

Afonso rolls away and to the ropes as Barnhart follows him and then proceeds to stomp on him several times before grabbing Afonso pulling him up and throws him against the second rope, where he backs up and the rushes in and drives both knees into Afonso's back. Afonso arches his back and falls sideways holding his back as Barnhart grabs him once more and pulls him up, where he grabs his hand and then Irish whips Afonso into the ropes as looks to finish off Afonso, but as he comes back Barnhart tries to grab him but Afonso duck's past and bounces off the ropes and as he comes back, he surprises Barnhart with a handspring cutter.

Simone: Afonso is reeling here, as Barnhart tries to wear him down. He tries to finish off Afonso, but Afonso sees this coming and avoids it and hits a handspring cutter.

Barnhart lays on the mat, as Afonso gets back to his feet before turning and leaping onto the ropes and hits springboard legdrop. Afonso stays down and grabs Barnhart and proceeds to once more tie and locks in the gogoplata. Barnhart struggles at first, but Afonso tightens his grip ensuring Barnhart doesn't escape and Barnhart tries but quickly taps out.

Adams: Afonso hits a legdrop before quickly grabbing Barnhart and locks in the gogoplata.

DING DING DING!

Simone: Barnhart taps. Afonso picks up a big win.

Justin: Winner of this match via submission... Rodrigo Afonso.

Afonso's music hits over the p.a, as he releases Barnhart and slowly climbs to his feet, as the ref grabs his hand and raises it high.

INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP
Calvin Harris (c) or Miles Kasey v BRADDOCK v "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons

We find ourselves backstage, where the camera shines on the SCW Roulette Champion, "The Mechanic" Peter Vaughn. He's lounging on a couple of hard plastic containers, checking some information on his iPhone, as the cameraman comes up. Right next to him, "Stoner" Scott Oliver steps into view, excited to have tracked the champ down.

Stoner: Peter Vaughn! Finally! I've been looking for you Saviors all over the arena! I knew I'd find one of you eventually!

Vaughn glances at Scott, then looks to his left. The camera moves with him, showing a doorway nearby, with "The Saviors" stenciled on the door. It's clearly the first place the reporter should have looked. Vaughn looks back, shrugging his shoulders.

Peter Vaughn: Guess you tracked me down.

Stoner: Well, it's all part of the job.

Peter Vaughn: So why are you searching 'so hard' for us, Scottie? What's going on?

Scott moves closer, making sure that everything is recorded correctly. He clears his throat, trying to straighten up a little to look more professional.

Stoner: Peter, last week...

Peter Vaughn: Peter? Awfully familiar of you...

Stoner: Oh, I'm sorry, I mean Mr. Vaughn...

Peter Vaughn: Mr. Vaughn's my dad's name.

Scott hesitates, not sure where to go with that, but Vaughn just smirks at him.

Peter Vaughn: I'm just messing with you, Scottie. Peter is fine.

Stoner: ... So, uh, Peter, last week you and Goth competed in the main event of Climate Control, only to come up short against J2H and the SCW Heavyweight Champion, Michael Harris. How are you feeling about this loss?

Vaughn straightens up for a second, thinking it through before speaking, something that he's been doing more of lately.

Peter Vaughn: For me, it kind of goes with the trend. For some reason, I am a dangerous force when it's a singles match, but when it becomes a tag-team contest, my luck turns sour. I'll need to go see a voodoo priest about that eventually..

Stoner: And how is Goth feeling? Is he around here somewhere? Can I talk to him?

Peter Vaughn: Hmmm... you know, I wouldn't recommend that, Scottie. He's... a little aggressive at the moment, after what happened.

Stoner: Aggressive?

Scott looks around, confused, but Vaughn doesn't reveal anything other than leaning back on the container.

Stoner: But you're not feeling the same way?

Peter Vaughn: Let's just say I've been here before, and leave it at that. I mean, I'd gladly knock out someone with the Plunge if I was asked to, but otherwise, I'm good for tonight.

Stoner: Okay. Well, how about we talk about the Roulette Championship? You've held that belt now since May of this year...

Peter Vaughn: 148 days as of tonight.

Stoner: Right. You know, many have been surprised that you've stayed in that division for so long since coming to Sin City.

Peter Vaughn: What's the problem with that? The Roulette Division is an amazing division!

Stoner: Yes, but...

Peter Vaughn: Not knowing the match you'll be competing in until minutes, or even seconds, before the contest? That's an incredible rush, Scottie. Plus, I've still got over a month to go before I can set the record as the longest-reigning champion, so why stop now?

Stoner: Let me ask you this, though: if you were given a Heavyweight Title shot, or even an Internet Title shot, would you accept it?

Vaughn seems to scoff to himself, shaking his head.

Peter Vaughn: Let's not speculate at what "might happen" and concentrate on what has happened - I'm still the Roulette Champion, and I don't see that changing anytime soon.

Stoner: Well, you're certainly confident in yourself.

Peter Vaughn: Of course I am! All wrestlers are, otherwise we wouldn't be here.

Vaughn suddenly straightens up, hopping off the container and landing next to Scott. He seems to have noticed something, because he's looking off to the right.

Peter Vaughn: Well, Scott, I'd say it's been fun, but... well, remember I told you that Goth is feeling aggressive? Yeah. Good luck to you, boyo.

Vaughn then turns and walks away, heading for the Saviors locker room. Scott just laughs to himself.

Stoner: "Good luck". Heh, you think I scare that easily? I don't...

Scott turns to walk away... and comes face-to-face with a Slipknot mask, worn by a manic Goth!! He grabs at Scott, who lets out a high-pitched scream, pulling away from Goth. He races off, leaving his suit behind, with Goth throwing it to the side. Goth then turns to the cameraman, who audibly gasps and retreats as well... but possibly not fast enough, as the shot suddenly cuts out

The scene opens backstage where we see Ms. Rocky Mountains about to interview Krystal Wolfe ahead of her match against Roxi.

Krystal: You sure about this? I distinctly remember no one wanting to interview me when I was set for action at the start of the cycle!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well for one thing you've proven that any traces of Sin are long gone! Besides, even that would be better than having to flee from the Roulette Wheel room again.

Krystal: Could be worse.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: How?

Krystal: It could've landed on 12 Labors of Hercules for the opener.

Rocky shudders.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: My arm hurts just THINKING about that damn match! Anyway, Krystal you are facing Roxi Johnson in a rematch from the last cycle, I'm not going to get into the events of your last match against Roxi but can you go two for two against her?

Krystal: You know what I've been debating since Violent Conduct? Whether or not I should count that win against Roxi.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Because Sin was controlling your body?

Krystal: That and the fact that I nearly killed an SCW Hall of Famer! How I still have a job and Roxi still manages to forgive me after all the shit I've done for the past few months is beyond me!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You still haven't answered my question.

The Aussie Bombshell shakes her head as Krystal glances at Rocky.

Krystal: No, my only win over Roxi was when I wasn't even in control of my own body, how the hell am I going to beat her in a Streetfight? I don't know, but I'm damn sure going to give Roxi the fight of her life!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: And beyond that? We know Keira's looking for opponents at High Stakes.

Krystal: Oh sure, wrestle Keira for what? Three Supercards in a row? Even if Ari wasn't unstable, I want new competition! And sooner or later? I'm going to get it!

Krystal walks off as the scene fades.

The camera returns to ringside where the fans are hotly anticipating the upcoming battle!

Justin: The following contest is the Streetfight, scheduled for one fall to a finish!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Introducing first...!

The slow intro for "Beneath" by Delain is heard over the arena's speakers and once Dianne Leah's vocals kick in Krystal emerges from the back with an expressionless look on her face.

Justin: From Adelaide, Australia and representing the Go Gym, KRYSTAL WOLFE!

Krystal nods at being announced before she makes her way down the ramp with her eyes on the prize, she enters the ring and waits in the corner for her opponent.

Adams: Does she? Does she represent the GO Gym after everything she's done over these last several months?

Simone: I imagine that is between herself and Gabriel and Odette Stevens. Krystal has burned many bridges and if she wants redemption, she has to begin here tonight!

Justin: And her opponent...!

The opening guitar riff of Rush' "Limelight" begin on the PA system. The cameras pan around the arena, and as the lyrics begin, Roxi Johnson rushes through the curtain and stops, a huge smile on her face. She soaks in the cheers and treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before climbing up on the apron and looking out at the cheering crowd, before entering the ring and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers.

Justin: Currently in the ring! From Tampa, Florida! She is "the Icon" Roxi Johnson!

She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, turns to the hard camera side and dropping to a knee, and giving the "I love you" in sign language pose. She stands and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.

Simone: Roxi has seen it all and done it all, and there are whispers that perhaps her in-ring career is winding down.

Adams: But she still has scores to settle in the ring and one of them is staring her right in the face from across the ring!

Referee Dawn Barnes calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as we see Roxi go off against Krystal, charge in on her as her anger is clearly visible, she pushes Krystal into the ropes and whips her into the turnbuckles with ferocity, causing the oxygen to explode out of her body once she comes in contact with the turnbuckles. Buckling down to her knees as Roxi grabs her by the hair and shows a sign of anger in her face as she isn't acting in the fashion that we are accustomed off from her.

Simone: OH my goodness!! Tbis is going to be a massacre if Roxi has her way with Krystal!!

Adams: I know!! And the majority of the people watching this will argue that Krystal deserved it!!

Simone: You are right!! Although we know she was possessed!! But how much will that influence Roxi's behaviour??

Roxi pulls her up to her feet, drives a few knees into the midsection of Krystal before whipping her into the opposing corner. We see her charge after Krystal as Krystal jumps the turnbuckles, leaps over the charging Roxi and executes a dropkick into the back of Roxi before grabbing her by the waist and sets her up for a German Overhead Suplex. Roxi hits the canvas hard as we see Krystal climb the middle turnbuckles before dropping off with an Elbow to the head of Roxi and goes for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

Roxi gets her shoulder off the canvas and rolls immediately to her side in order that Krystal can't go for another immediate cover. Krystal follows it up as she runs the ropes and hits a baseball slide to the midsection of Roxi before rolling her over on her back once more and goes for another cover

ONE!

TWO!

Dawn signals to the world that it was nothing more than a mere count of two as Roxi had kicked out of the pin attempt. Krystal sits on top of Roxi and starts to deliver some fierce forearm shots to the face of Roxi in response to what Roxi did to her earlier on. Only to have Roxi catch Krystal off guard as she locks her powerful legs underneath the arms and rolls Krystal off of her, Krystal gets to her feet first and goes for the ropes after ducking a Roxi clothesline. There Krystal comes off the ropes and connects with a vicious spear into Roxi as she goes for another cover

ONE!

TWO!

THR...

But Roxi manages to get a shoulder off the canvas, causing Krystal to stare at her with a conflicted look on her face. Feeling the judgmental stares of everyone aimed at her for all that has happened, but not wanting to give in and play the victim. She grabs Roxi gy the arm and drags her to the corner, there she positions herself up for a Moonsault off the top rope on top of Roxi, but Roxi manages to lift her knees as that causes Krystal to come crashing down hard on the knees and rolls around in agonizing pain while Roxi slowly tries to get back to her feet.

Adams: Now it is time for Roxi to get back on track after the vicious onslaught that she received from Krystal

Roxi holds one arm around hr midsection, still feeling the after effects of the spear that she suffered a few moments ago. She staggers towards Krystal as she grabs her by the hair as she pulls her up to her feet, she then spins Krystal around and locks her up for a Snap Suplex. We see Krystal instinctively sit up with pain etched upon her face as she hit the canvas really hard. Wrapping her arms around the midsection as Roxi runs to the ropes and comes off with a knee to the face of Krystal before turning her attention to the legs, locking them for a Sharpshooter submission hold and locks it in as we see Dawn check in on Krystal who is struggling to reach the ropes as Roxi sits in really deep on Krystal.

Simone: will Krystal submit to the sharpshooter???

But Krystal refuses to submit, trying to push her upper body off the canvas by placing both of her hands on the canvas and slowly start to crawl towards the ropes. Dawn alters her position as she knows that she is in the way of Krystal for reaching the ropes as the pain can be seen on the face of Krystal. Desperate to reach the ropes as her fingers are just inches away from it.

Adams: She did it!!!

And indeed Krystal manages to place her index finger on the bottom rope, forcing Dawn to tell Roxi to let go off the Sharpshooter. Roxi looks at Krystal, who has rolled herself underneath the bottom rope to the outside to catch a breather. But Roxi has none of it as she slides herself out of the ring and walks over towards Krystal, only to walk into the bait that Krystal had set up for her as she quickly rolls back into the ring. Roxi follows her back in the ring, but Krystal drives a knee into her ribcage as that stops the momentum of Roxi. Krystal sucks in a few times, trying to catch her breath before starting to stomp away at Roxi. Screaming at her as the intensity on her face is clear that she wants to prove a point and seeking her forgiveness that she knows will be difficult for her to gain. She then grabs Roxi by the arm and drags her towards the middle of the ring before pulling her up to her feet. Krystal sets her up for a Snap Suplex of her own, dropping Roxi and sits up slowly. Unable to go for an immediate cover as she needs too much time to recover from the pain but ultimately hooks both legs as Dawn goes for the three count

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Roxi gets her shoulder off the canvas in time, causing Krystal to sit up next to her with a painful expression on her face as tears flow from her eyes in frustration and pain. She then decides she wants to inflict some punishment and respect into Roxi as she then suddenly locks in the same Sharpshooter that Roxi had put on her a few moments ago.

Simone: Oh good God!! Just imagine what might go through the mind of Roxi if she has to submit to the same hold that she had on Krystal a few moments ago!!!

Adams: Knowing what she has gone through the last few months it would be a big time embarrassment for her!!! I cannot see her tap out!!!

Simone: But maybe she has to Jason!!!

Krystal steps between the legs of Roxi, then setting her up to cross the legs of Roxi before going for the turn. But that gives Roxi just the opening she needed. Grabbing the head of Krystal, forcing her to be rolled up in a Small Package as Dawn goes for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Roxi just managed to get herself positioned in a way that she could hold Krystal locked in long enough for the count of three as Dawns hand hits the canvas for the three count before Krystal could kick out.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match by pinfall!! Roxi Johnson!!!

Dawn grabs the hand of Roxi and raises it in the air as we see Roxi and Krystal have a stare down before Roxi backs off and heads to the back not turning her attention back to Krystal Wolfe.

ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP
Peter Vaughn (c) v Rodrigo Afonso

We see Senor Vinnie backstage, talking to Stoner as the interviewer is still gasping for air after running away from Goth.

Stoner: Vinnie... (gasps) So happy to (gasps) see you man.

Vinnie slaps him across the back, giving us one of his million dollar smiles and responds.

Vinnie: It's alright Amigo, Vinnie is always happy to see his friends. I was just bringing Pete over to hopefully visit the Barnharts a bit later on.

Stoner: But seeing that I got you here, could I ask you when you thin you will be returning to the ring??

Vinnie taps a finger across his jaw for a moment and then shakes his head

Vinnie: I would love to come back any time soon amigo, but the doctors told me that I am still not cleared to wrestle

Stoner looks at him nodding his head.

Vinnie: But to tell you the truth amigo, I have been doing a lot of soul....

But Vinnie cannot finish his sentence as we see his head being pushed into the wall close to him. The camera pans out as we see Goth standing there, grabbing Vinnie by the long hair and bashes his face repeatedly in the wall while screaming insane.

Goth: YOU WON'T TAKE MY SPOT YOU IDIOT!!!!

Stoner: Good God, he is truly insane!! I got to get out of here!!!!

Stoner runs off, causing Vinnie to be dropped by Vinnie after being whipped into the opposite wall. We see staff members of SCW run over to aid Vinnie, but Goth grabs a steel chair and throws it at their direction as this causes them to stop in their tracks. Goth then grabs Vinnie by the head and drops him hard with the Goth Drop before standing over his lifeless body.

Goth: Nobody is going to take my spot away Vinnie, not even you. I'm sick and tired of being laughed at and being overlooked.

He stares into the camera as he shows no remorse

Goth: I will keep on doing what I need to do until I get what I want...

He then walks off as the staff members run over to the helpless Vinnie.

The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Ariana Angelos pacing around the backstage area with a scowl on her face, the Greek American Bombshell deep in thought.

Ariana: Sticking Courtney Pierce as the guest ref! They may as well have skipped the damn formalities!

Ariana grunts as she mutters to herself.

Ariana: I don't care what the bosses say, Julianna doesn't deserve that title shot more than me! And I will see that justice is.........

We hear someone clearing her voice from behind Ari and she pauses before turning around.

Ariana: What the hell do you want?!

Keira: I don't know. To talk to you? To calm you down? To see if there are anymore demons infecting my friends that I need to know about!? Take a guess!

Keira was seen looking at Ariana and sighs a bit. She then says

Keira: Ariana, I wish you would sit down, look and talk to me. Please, you're too good for this. Jessie's been trying to warn you like I have been. You don't want to go this route. Jessie had for years and all it got her was a year ban on title shots.

Keira looks at Ariana still with sadness as she says

Keira: Please...let's go to the locker room and talk.

Ariana shakes her head.

Ariana: Talk?! That's rich considering no one tried to reach out to me when I was at my lowest!

Ariana says as she leans against the wall.

Ariana: You've heard what i said over the past few weeks, the nice girl thing only took me so far, the teacher thing got me nowhere fast! If people want me to be a bitch then why shouldn't I?!

Ariana says as she shakes her head.

Ariana: It's working wonders for that so-called champion and her challenger! For fucks sake she made a joke about my mental health issues but the bosses refuse to do anything about it because I "jumped the line"!

Ariana spits to the side.

Ariana: A hall of famer gets blasted with brass knuckles and the bosses reward the attacker with a title shot, what a fucking joke!

Keira: Oh God. Look, life has dealt you a bad hand. I get it. I get it too many times. But you're acting like what Jessie was in the past. She thought the same way and that's what made me and her fight for years. That's what Krystal was acting like before I found out it was Sin. You know this is how SCW is! I know the bosses aren't in favor with me. I had to scratch and claw my way out of being what they called me "Roxi's Shadow." Sure, I had one world title. But I'm content with it.

Keira keeps looking at Ariana as she says

Keira: I've tried to reach out many times to help you. But you keep pushing me away. That's why I came to you now. Face to face. What I should have done...please...

Ariana: Bad hand?! BAD HAND?!

Ariana shakes her head before she gets in the older Bombshell's face.

Ariana: I literally had to sneak out of my bedroom window to train at the Go Gym before my parents found out! They physically and emotionally abused me because I followed a sport they didn't approve of! Don't talk to me about a bad hand!

Ariana says as she takes several deep breaths.

Ariana: I've worked my ass off to get where I am today and I'm not about to let some Jet City scumbag get away with cheating me out of what should've been MY MOMENT........

Keira: SHUT UP! FOR ONCE IN YOUR LIFE! SHUT YOUR DAMN MOUTH AND OPEN YOUR DAMN EARS!

Keira was now going beyond a point as she says

Keira: You really want to talk about moments? It should have been my moment when I fought in the Chamber of Fate. It should have been my moment when I went after Crystal one on one in that same year. My moment didn't come until 2020, the worst year in Humanity's history! In terms of bad hands....I LOST MY PARENTS! I LOST EVERYTHING! It took me over a decade to get to where I am now. You can't force a moment to be yours. Even when the odds are stacked. Yes, you should have had better parents. Yes, Prudence shouldn't have interfered. But that means you have to work harder for that moment.

Ariana goes to say something else, but Keira cuts her off.

Keira: Stop. I let you talk. Let me finish. This is why I came by. To help you. If you can shut up and listen...I can help you....

Ariana grits her teeth before spinning on her heel.

Keira: Don't turn your back on me Ari.

Ariana: I need time to think! Good look against Kat tonight, and see you at High Stakes!

Ari storms off as the scene fades.

Drew Patton stands inside of the ring, ready to officiate the upcoming contest!

Justin: The following contest is the special Open Challenge match! Introducing first...!

"Release me" The two words from the Public Address system in the arena cause the fans in attendance, already on their feet, to react with disdain and unappreciative shouts. Kat Jones,, badass Cincinnati native of ill repute methodically makes her way to the top of the ramp from the gorilla position. Her black shorts and knee high boots are more characterizing of her facial expression and attitude toward the scathing crowd, than her highly decorative top full of self expression.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, hailing from Cincinnati, Ohio, standing five feet, eight inches tall and weighing in at one hundred twenty eight pounds, she is the "WildKat"... KAT JJOONNEESS!!!

Standing before the ring apron, Kat removes her black leather jacket, whips it behind her, releasing it and allowing it to sail toward the ramp, ultimately letting out a bloodcurdling scream, before she enters the ring and awaits .......... arrival.

Adams: I can't believe that Kat Jones has returned to Sin City Wrestling!

Simone: And as a result, we get a match that we have dreamed of for a VERY long time!

Justin: And her opponent!

"Undefeateable" begins to play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is 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...

Justin: From Miami, Florida! She is -- Keira! Fisher-JOHNSON!!!

She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponent and the music dies down.

Simone: We've all heard the rumors about Keira and how she feels her career is reaching an end.

Adams: Again.

Simone: Jason...

Adams: I just mean...! Keira and Team Hero not being in SCW is like having breakfast with no peanut butter pancakes!

Inside of the ring, Keira and Kat stare at one another from their corners as Drew calls for the bell...

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as we see Kat Jones and Keira Fisher-Johnson stand across each other in the ring, both former friends of each other staring each other in the eyes for the very first time as the crowd can feel the tension. We see Keira hesitantly approach Kat, trying to extend a hand towards the former Bombshell Roulette Champion, but Kat just stares at it before slapping the hand away from Keira.

Simone: Ouch.., I guess that must give Keira a signal of what to expect from Kat.

But Keira doesn't give up, she steps towards Kat as she starts to argue with her. Causing Kat to suddenly respond with a slap across the face that causes a riff from the fans as they Ohhhh and Ahhh at this. We see Keira touch her face with one hand, feeling the sting of the slap as she shakes her head and respond by pushing Kat away from her while running to the ropes and ducks a clothesline from Kat as she runs towards the opposite side of the ring and jumps off with a cross body off the ropes that drops Kat down for the pin. But Kat uses Keira's own momentum against her as she rolls through, grabbing hold of her right arm as she rolls Keira off of her and immediately sets that arm up for an Armbar as she attempts to break the last second grip that Keira put on her hand with the other in order not to have her arm fully extended by Kat. We see yank at the hand, trying to savagely break the fingers that are locked with each other as she suddenly kicks her boot across the base of Keira's nose that ultimately causes her to let go in a violent fashion. Keira tries to shift her body to a position where she can fight off Kat's vicious Armbar, but is unable to do so as Kat yanks harder and harder to the arm.

Adams: I have forgotten how technically sound Kat is inside that ring, but I cannot remember her ever being this vicious!!!

Simone: This story between these two has built some frustration inside of her that needs to be unleashed Jason.

Keira manages to secure a breakup as she places the tip of her wrestling boot against the bottom rope, forcing Drew Patton to tell Kat she has to let go off the hold. But Kat refuses, pulling harder on the arm as Drew starts to use the five count on her

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Kat lets go, rolls away from Keira and gets to a kneeled position as her emotionless features on her face tells us that she is on the hunt. We see Keira lean against the ropes, trying to pull herself up to her feet while using the ropes as Kat charges in on her to knock her over the top rope to the outside. But Keira manages to duck, pulls on the top rope that causes Kat to fall to the outside and connects to the barricades on the outside.

Adams: Nice move from Keira, clearly we can tell that Kat has not been active much inside the ring besides that one off match with Whisper.

Simone: True indeed Jason, it may cost her.

Keira pulls herself up again, watches the situation happening on the outside and then decides to run the ropes and charges towards the other side where she just stood moments ago. She jumps over the top rope and lands on the ring apron before hitting a Moonsault off the ring apron and connects with Kat who had gotten back to her feet with a change midair as she drops Kat with a Hurricanrana. This causes the crowd to jump out of their seats in ecstasy as Keira gets back to her feet and accepts some high fives from the fans before turning her attention back to Kat.

Simone: Don't waste time celebrating when you got a dangerous opponent like Kat Jones!!

Adams: I have to agree with you on that one Belinda!!

Keira swiftly grabs Kat by the arm and rolls her back into the ring, she gets on the ring apron and sees Kat getting to her knees with her back turned towards her. Waiting for her to get to her feet and turn towards her as she finally jumps off the top rope for a flying forearm into the direction of the former Bombshell Roulette Champion.

Adams: Wow!!!

Kat manages to turn sideways, grabs the arm and locks Keira in a Crippler Crossface in one swift fashion. Tying the painful arm that she worked on earlier between her legs while pulling back hard on the face as Keira instinctively reaches over towards the ring ropes that are too far away for her as they are in the middle of the ring.

Simone: That was just a split second decision upon Kats part and boy!! Keira is in serious trouble!!!

We see Drew Patton on his knees in front of both women, asking Keira if she wants to submit to the submission hold that Kat has on her. But Keira refuses, somehow manages to twitch her body somewhat and manages to roll Kat over to for a pinning attempt. But kat had it scouted, letting go off the head and in mid turn alters the submission hold a seated Armbar (thin Disarmer of Becky Lynch) as she used the momentum from Keira against her.

Adams: Kat wants to rip that arm out of Keira's socket!!!

Drew is now close to the face of Keira, asking her if she wants to give in once more but Keira refuses to give in. she pounds her fist on the canvas every single time that Kat pulls harder on the arm. Keira extends her arm towards the ropes and is just inches away from reaching it as she tries to move her body in a fashion that her feet could reach it and finally does. And again Kat refuses to let go while Keira is screaming in agonizing pain.

ONE!

TWO!

Simone: Damnit let go Kat!!!

THREE!

FOUR!

And finally Kat lets go, refusing to listen to the warnings of Drew Patton and goes straight for the painful arm. Trying to lock Keira in another painful submission hold, but Keira manages to sucker Kat into a desperation rollup as Drew goes for the three count

ONE!

TWO!

Kat kicks out, both women get to their feet at the same time as Keira ducks a kick from Kat and turns around as she sets herself up for a dropkick. This drops Kat to the canvas as Keira sucks up all the pain and sets herself up for a standing Moonsault. This connects as she uses her good arm to grab one of Kat's legs in the pin attempt

ONE!

TWO!

But Kat manages to kick out, Keira senses the tides changing into her favour as she pulls Kat to her feet and whips her into the turnbuckles. There Keira charges in on her, but Kat stops her by lifting a knee to the painful shoulder. She then grabs Keira by the head and climbs the turnbuckles before dropping Keira face first in the middle of the ring with a Bulldog Headlock out of the corner. Kat gets to her feet and immediately locks in a Dragon Sleeper on Keira in the middle of the ring as we witness Keira struggle to somehow fight out of this predicament but the pain on her arm and the vicious nature of the move becomes too much for her as she slowly passes out as Drew Patton calls for the bell

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match by submission!! Kat Jones!!!!!!

Kat lets go off the Dragon sleeper after holding on to it for a few seconds longer before she gets up and allows Drew Patton to raise her arm in victory before rolling out of the ring and head to the back.

---

Ariana was seen in the back. It was after Keira and Kat's match. She was slowly walking around, trying to think til she bumps into someone. She then says in anger

Ariana: Watch where you're go–

?: Quiet, you useless excuse of a wrestler!

Ariana is seen looking more clearly and sees a woman in front of her. Ariana drops her jaw, saying her name.

Ariana: Taylor Parker...how did you...

Taylor: I can do what I want. For example, laughing at you...

Ari shakes her head before she turns her back on Taylor but.......

*WHAM!*

Taylor clocks Ariana from behind and begins to wail on her back hard. She pulls up Ariana by her hair as she gets close to her face, saying

Taylor: You think you can turn your back on me, laugh at me like Keira, Roxi, Kat, Courtney and SO MANY OTHERS!? Do you actually think you're better than me? YOU'RE NOT! I am the Perfect Prodigy! I am above ALL of you!

Taylor could see Ariana trying to escape and fight back. She takes her knee and uses it to knee Ariana's stomach. She pulls her up again, saying.

Taylor: You're going to learn that the world doesn't revolve around ANY of you! Enjoy your match with Team Hero...cause once it's over...my revenge starts with you!!!!!!!

Taylor lifts up and hits a Psycho Driver III on Ariana, basically copying Keira's Final Sin finisher. She stands and walks off, leaving Ariana to groan and get even angrier.

---

Crowd cheering can be heard dully from the backstage area as the camera focuses down a long hallway filled with equipment boxes and materials. The San Fran crowd instantly starts to boo as loud as they possibly can when the figure who enters the screen is none other than Finn Whelan. He doesn't appear to be pleased at all as he looks ahead, slowly wrapping one of his hands with his usual black tape, the ripped up SCW shirt hanging off his shoulders beneath his vest visible as well. He rolls his eyes a little, nods to a passerby who hails him slightly, and then stops abruptly as he stares at the door in front of him.

His expression becomes even more annoyed as the door is revealed to be the women's locker room. He doesn't bother to knock, and instead leans against an equipment crate, sitting on it slightly as he continues to wrap his hands. A second later, he's greeted by another member of the company – Laura Phoenix – who looks him up and down and then raises an eyebrow.

Laura Phoenix: Oh, Finn. What did you need?

The lovely Laura and Finn were not well acquainted, but just enough for them to know of each other at least. She seems to be in a hurry herself, but she waits patiently as a mama might. Finn doesn't say anything, raising an eyebrow, before she appears to realize why he'd even be anywhere near the women's locker room. She nods and pokes her head backwards through the doorway.

Laura Phoenix: Kayla!

The woman doesn't bother to stay, not really wanting to get involved with The Seattle Saint or the Dreamkiller, as it's likely to not go well for the two of them to even be around one another. As she exits the frame, Finn looks upwards for a second, trying to temper his usual brand of irritation. The crowd, again, sounds off their displeasure as they see Kayla Richards open the door and step out, stopping even more abruptly when she sees the man she so very much dislikes right now.

Finn holds a hand up.

Finn Whelan: Look, I'm just here so we can figure out if we're on the same page here or not.

Kayla, whose body language screams,"I want to see your manager", rolls her eyes and keeps her arms tightly folded over her chest as she thinks about what she wants to say. She notices the ever present SCW camera floating around backstage and instantly realizes what she wants to say will get them kicked off TV.

Kayla Richards: Same page? Look, I'm going out there to win, that's it. I don't care about anything else. The fact that if I win means you win too is just a happy ass coincidence for you. I'm not happy about having to team with you, see you, talk to you or think about you....is that "same page" enough?

She sneers, backing up a little but stopping as her eyes move up to his. For a split second, the angry sneer disappears and she swallows hard, her look softening. However, Finn's expression remains the same as it had from the second he was visible on camera: stoic, but annoyance settling behind his eyes.

Finn Whelan: Practice that in the mirror, did you?

Kayla Richards: Don't be a di-

Finn Whelan: You realize that if we're successful at this, they're going to keep forcing us into this. I get it. You walked out of everything and you want to do this on your own, but the unfortunate fact of the matter is due to stipulations, you can't wrestle Tyrell–

Kayla Richards: Tyler.

Finn Whelan: Whatever, his name might as well be Insignificant Twiddlesticks #3. No, I'm not into coincidences, so it'll be because of a shared win when we go out there and win this thing. And if it's successful, we continue getting booked. Do you want that, or do you want to go to Christian and Mark and state that this isn't going anywhere after this night? Your choice, since you like to make them without consulting anyone else.

Kayla Richards: Excuse me? You're one to talk. On Christmas, we....

She turns, looking to the camera and shaking her head, backing down. Then, she realises this is not the time or the place.

Kayla Richards: Fine, I'll go out there, I'll play nice, we'll get this win and then see what is happening. But anything we do, anything I say and any moments where it seems that I care about you, your physical wellbeing or what you are doing...is all purely business related...end of story...

Finn Whelan: Great. See you out there.

Before Kayla can say anything else, Finn pushes himself off the crate and moves off camera, leaving Kayla standing on her own again.

---

Justin: The following contest is a mixed tag team match!

'last man standing ' by Graffiti Ghosts blares over the sound system, Charlie McCulligan walks through the curtain, recieving a chorus of boos from the audience. his children follow him out and the boos hit their peak.

Justin: "From Knoxville Tennessee, by way of the RAT DEN, Tyler and Jane McCulligan"

Tyler takes the time to high-five every offered hand, circling around to his teams' corner and climbing the steps. Jane immediately breaks into a sprint down the ramp, leaping onto the apron, jumping over the ttop rope and hitting the opposite corner before giving the audience a theatric bow.

Adams: Well, this is... certainly different.

Simone: We can't just the book by it's cover. Don't let them fool you, they are extremely tough.

"I will kill your dreams."

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

Adams: Kayla Richards is one of the most dangerous bombshells in the division. A tough test for anyone.

"DO YOU CROSS YOUR HEART WHEN YOU HOPE TO DIE?"

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

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

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

Adams: This is going to be something. Finn back in action after a layoff in SCW.

Simone: We'll see if there's any ring rust.

DING DING DING!

Kayla and Jane start the match for their respective teams. They circle and go in for a lockup, but Jane quickly kicks Kayla in the mid-section. Jane adds a forearm to the back of the doubled over Kayla, before shooting her off into the ropes. On the rebound, Jane extends for a clothesline, but Kayla ducks. Kayla stops, and hits a swift leg kick to the quad of Jane and then a back kick that doubles Jane over in return. Kayla then unleashes a chop then sends Jane stumbling back, and Kayla takes a step back and hits a jumping calf kick. Jane goes down Kayla quickly makes the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout.

Adams: Almost got this one early!

Simone: Jane looks a little dazed after that one.

Kayla is right back on the offensive and with some hard forearms as Jane tries to get to her feet. Jane is rocked back into the ropes and Kayla grabs her arm and shoots her off into the ropes. Jane stops, hangs onto the ropes and bails out under the ropes to collect herself on the floor.

Adams: Smart move to bail out there.

Jane listens as Jacob starts to count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Jane rolls in to break the count and back out again as she makes her way to her corner and then enters and tags Tyler into the match. Kayla is forced by Jacob, per the rules to exit as Finn comes in.

Adams: And now it's the guys turn.

Simone: We'll see how Tyler does in his first stint. Jane got rocked early on.

The two men enter and lock up, Finn quickly taking the side headlock. Tyler fights to break it, but Finn grinds on the headlock, putting Tyler down to a knee. Tyler is able to fight up and drive an elbow into Finn's ribs, loosening the grip. Tyler backs Finn into the ropes and is able to shoot him off. Finn rebounds and Tyler ducks down for a backdrop. Finn rolls over his back and lands on his feet. Tyler is able to quickly turn and kick Finn in the mid-section again doubling him over. Tyler hooks the head, looking for a DDT, but Finn is able to counter and lifts Tyler onto his shoulders and drop him with a nice Samoan drop! Finn quickly covers.

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout.

Adams: And Jane is trying to get in!

Simone: Distraction.

Jane has indeed stepped through the ropes, but Jacob is right there to get her out of the ring. Finn sees this and is distracted momentarily, which allows Tyler to thumb him in the eye, and hit a back suplex! Tyler is quickly on his feet, stomping away at Finn on the mat, before bouncing off the ropes and hitting a pinpoint elbow drop. Tyler now makes the cover.

ONE!

Kickout!

Tyler is right back up and grabs Finn's left leg and begins kicking at the hamstring, trying to knot it up. After some good shots. Tyler grabs the leg and turns Finn over into a single leg Boston crab.

Adams: Now Tyler has singled out the leg.

Simone: Trying to wear Finn down. Tyler is reportedly very good at submissions.

Finn yells in pain, fighting for the ropes. Finn inches closer on his forearms, crawling forward trying to reach the ropes. He inches closer, reaching but is still too far away. Another few inches. Another few inches, finally Jane starts to enter the ring and Kayla immediately gets all the way into the ring, causing Jacob to admonish her. Tyler takes the opportunity to break the hold as Finn does reach the ropes to stomp him, and drag him back to the center of the ring to again reapply the crab.

Adams: The family really works well together.

Simone: At cheating...

Finn is shaking his fist, still not submitting. He again crawls towards the ropes, inching closer and closer each time. Kayla then starts into the ring, causing Jane to react, and Jacob to tell her to stay back. Kayla gets in the ring, causing Tyler to break the hold. He stares down Kayla who by this point is back on the apron as Jacob turns around. Tyler tells Jacob about Kayla, but he cannot call what he doesn't see. The distraction gives Finn enough time to get to his feet. Tyler snatches his leg, but is met by an Enziguri from Finn and both men are down!

Adams: Desperation counter from Finn!

Simone: And now it's up the ladies!

Finn and Tyler crawl towards their respective corners and Finn is able to tag Kayla, forcing Jane to come in. Jane charges for a clothesline, but Kayla ducks and connects with a roaring elbow in response! Tyler tries to charge but Kayla moves out of the way, and Tyler is met by a superkick from Finn, sending him through the ropes to the floor!

Adams: And there goes Tyler!

Kayla then motions for Jane to stand, and when she does she is met with a Dreamkiller from Kayla!

Adams: Dreamkiller!

Simone: Right on the button!

Kayla drops down, making the cover and Jacob drops down to count.

Adams: Good night, Jane!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Adams: And this one is over!

Justin: Here are you winners: the team of Kayla Richards and Finn Whelen!

The bell sounds as Kayla stands and she and Finn give a short embrace before Jacob raising their hands as Kayla's music plays.

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WORLD MIXED TAG TEAM CHAMPIONSHIP
Oliver Zahn and Eiley (c) v Finn Whelan and "Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards

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We see Alexander Raven trying to console Stoner, who had ran off from Goth two separate times this evening

Stoner: That guy Goth is insane!! He first watched me while wearing that mask being crazy and then he just attacked Senor Vinnie.

Raven nods as he looks around and notices that there's nobody anywhere near them.

Raven: Don't worry man, you are safe here. I don't see Goth anywhere and when he shows up, well I got some words for him.

Stoner takes a few deep breaths as he calms down as he also notices that the area is empty outside them.

Stoner: Thanks man, I know you probably would like to face him again after that match a while ago.

Raven: You damn right I do, I think I can give him a run for his money.

And then Goth ambushes him with a chair in the back, dropping Raven to the floor before whacking him with the chair several times until it is bend. Goth drops it besides Alexander, bends down and grabs him by the head before looking p at Stoner who is in utter shock.

Goth: You want to do what to me Raven?? You think you are what Raven??

He bashes his head back onto the floor before kicking him in the ribs. He then turns to notice that Stoner is paralyzed with fear, he gets nose to nose with the interviewer and breaths heavily down his neck.

Goth: You tell the owners of this company that I want them to give me what I want, or else???

He points towards Raven before turning his attention back to Stoner

Goth: Or else there won't be a roster for them to hide behind... You got that ???

He then walks off as the shot fades

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The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see the youngest Bombshell on the SCW Roster Harper Mason sitting on a crate and clearly unhappy with herself following her loss the previous week to Bea Barnhart.

Harper: UGH! Are the ref's blind?! Bea had grabbed my shorts to secure the pin!

Harper grunts in annoyance before she takes a sip of her drink.

Ben: Oi love, everything alright?

Harper glances up and spots SCW legend Ben Jordan approaching her though it doesn't click with her at first.

Harper: Nope! And if you saw my match against Bea last week you'll know why.............

It suddenly clicks with Harper that she's talking with Ben and she turns her head to the side to spit out what was left of her drink.

Harper: I......I..........

Ben: Harper?

Harper shakes her head rapidly as she tries to regain her composure.

Harper: Sorry Ben, just a bit starstruck, you were one of my favorite male wrestlers growing up.

Harper admits before laughing a bit.

Harper: To the point that my kid siblings teased me by trying to say that I had a crush on you! WHICH I TOTALLY DIDN'T!

Simone: She did have a crush on Ben didn't she?

Adams: It's kinda adorable really!

Harper: Err, you know what? Forget I said anything!

Ben laughs as he shakes his head.

Ben: Not the first time I heard that! Look Harp I've been really impressed with what I've seen so far in the ring but you shouldn't let your loss to Bea get you down.

Harper: Err thanks, hopefully I'll get a chance to bounce back next week.

Ben: Hopefully, and maybe I can talk Sam into helping you train.

Harper's eyes nearly bulge out of her skull when she hears that idea.

Harper: Err, what?! Even after all the history between her and my cousin Jess? ESPECIALLY after that "Jessie Deserves Better" shit?!

Ben: If I held that against you, would we be having this conversation?

Harper: Err, good point!

Harper admits before she hopes off the crate.

Harper: Let me know what Sam says but I'll definitely be down for that.

Ben: Glad to hear it.

Ben walks off and Harper gets her phone out.

Harper: Well, at least things can't get more..........

Jessie: So, you and Ben huh?

Harper closes her eyes and lets out an exasperated sigh as Jessie steps into view.

Harper: How much of that did you hear?

Jessie: Everything.

Harper: Am I ever going to live this down?

Jessie: Nope!

Harper quickly walks off without another word as Jessie goes after her and the scene fades.

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Justin: The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is a Beat the Clock challenge!

The first beats of "POWER" by Kanye West plays through the PA. With each beat, red lights flash from the top of the stage, bouncing around the arena before finally focusing on the area of the stage between the curtains. Jaycee steps out onto the stage in his black boxing trunks. His hands are taped and down at his sides. Cheers fill the arena. The camera focuses on Jaycee and catches a wide smile grow on his face as he starts to move down the ramp.

Justin: Introducing first, from Chicago, Illinois, Jaycee MacDonald!

As he gets to the end of the ramp and hops up on the apron of the ring. Jaycee turns his back to the ring before wrapping his arms around the top rope and bouncing his feet on the bottom rope, flipping backwards over the top rope and into the ring. He takes a few steps towards the center of the ring and waits for his opponent to join him in the ring.

Simone: Some people have openly wondered why, when given the opportunity to hand select his rival's opponent for this evening, did Michael Harris select Jaycee MacDonald out of the entire men's roster? His win-loss record is not exactly spotless.

Adams: That's probably why, Bel. The champ thinks J2H is such a joke that he won't be able to put Jaycee away in a short enough time.

Simone: That attitude is going to cost the champion one of these days.

Justin: And his opponent...!

The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.

Justin: Being Accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is J2H!

Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. The SCW World Heavyweight championship sits around his waist. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and in to the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H look to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns to his opponent, looking him up and down before the match starts.

Referee Drew Patton then calls for the bell...

DING DING DING!

Both men emerge from out of their respective corners and begin to circle the six-sided ring, sizing one another up. They pause in the center of the ring and go for the lock up - when Jaycee ducks out of the way to avoid it and casually rolls outside of the ring and away from the former multi-time champion. Jaycee smiles and holds his arms out extended, the crowd at ringside greeting his actions with a blend of cheers and jeers alike. J2H makes for the ropes but Drew heads him off and backs him away. Drew then turns back to Jaycee and calls him back inside of the ring, beginning his count against the rookie Superstar.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

And Jaycee does indeed roll back inside of the ring, only to roll right back out on the neutral side. J2H looks clearly annoyed, hands on his hips, as by now the crowd is tiring of Jaycee's antics and want to see some action - booing MacDonald as he struts around the ringside area.

Adams: What in bloody hell is he playing at?

Simone: I think it's as painfully obvious. J2H has to defeat Jaycee as quickly as possible and the longer Jaycee holds out, the better things will be for Michael Harris as well as himself.

Drew again has to order J2H away from the ropes to keep him from going out after Jaycee. Drew again begins a count against the tricky Superstar...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Jaycee climbs back up onto the apron and looks back out toward the crowd with a beaming smile on his face, when J2H runs up and strikes with a dropkick, sending him flying off of the ring apron and he crashes back against the steel barricade!

Adams: Jaycee should have known better than to try and play mind games with J2H!

Simone: J2H knows what's at stake here and he wants to end this!

Jaycee staggers back and away from the barricade, shaking the cobwebs loose. He looks up and just in time to see J2H sail through the ropes in a suicide dive, crashing into MacDonald! J2H drags Jaycee up and rolls him back inside of the ring, then hops up onto the apron and uses the top rope to launch himself in and onto Jaycee's sternum with a senton! J2H follows through with a cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Jaycee kicks out!

J2H brings Jaycee back to his feet and begins to lay in strong forearm shots to the side of his head, driving MacDonald back into the near corner where the assault continues! J2H puts the boots to MacDonald as Austin calls out encouragement from ringside, Jaycee eventually being driven down to his backside! J2H then presses a boot to his throat and chokes him out so savagely that Jaycee is back backwards halfway through the ropes as Drew issues a warning count against the former champion!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

But J2H quickly stops before Drew can disqualify him! J2H sets Jaycee up for an Irish whip into the ropes but Jaycee holds on and reverses it! J2H comes off the ropes into Jaycee's arms but J2H counters with a Tilt-A-Whirl DDT. spiking MacDonald's head! J2H with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Jaycee gets a shoulder up!

J2H pulls Jaycee up and fires him off into the neutral corner with an Irish whip, J2H following in fast with a charging knee to the face! Before Jaycee can stagger out, J2H hops on his back, legs under his shoulders and over the ropes, grabbing MacDonald's legs to lock in the Tarantula!

Simone: As much damage as that hold can do, it is illegal and J2H can't keep it on for long!

Indeed as Jaycee is clearly in pain but Drew reaches the count of four and J2H releases Jaycee's legs, rolling to the apron and posing like a GQ model on the ring apron as the crowd chants heartily...

Crowd: J2H! J2H! J2H!

J2H then uses the ropes to pull himself back to his feet as Jaycee pushes himself up to a vertical base inside of the ring. J2H twirls a finger in the air and again uses the ropes to leap in for a Phenomenal Forearm -- but Jaycee catches him instead with a superkick to the face in midair!

Adams: OHHH!!!

Simone: J2H is NOT immune to making mistakes and that one was a big one!

Jaycee wastes NO time as he dives on top of J2H and hooks the leg for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

J2H kicks out!

And Jaycee immediately wraps J2H in a Figure 4 Headscissors, further holding out for time while wearing his opponent down!

Adams: And a hold like this also helps Jaycee MacDonald time to recover.

Simone: He does indeed need it as J2H had him going the moment they stopped playing games.

Jaycee extends him arms, propping himself up on the palms of his hands while arching his back - REALLY twisting and twerking J2H's neck! Then in some unorthodox showmanship, Jaycee rolls over in the hold on his hands and knees and uses his leverage to bash J2H's head and face into the canvas once... twice... THREE times!

Adams: I am never going to get that mental image out of my mind!

Jaycee rolls away from the ring legend and comes off of the ropes, careening right into him with a Shining wizard knee strike! Jaycee with an other cover!

ONE!

TWO!

J2H gets a shoulder up!

Simone: It takes so much to put J2H down for the count!

And rather than waiting or continuing the 'feeling out' process, Jaycee immediately stands and grabs J2H by the legs. He steps through, grapevines his legs and turns the former champion many times over into a Sharpshooter!

Simone: Now Jaycee is paying J2H back for that earlier Tarantula submission hold!

Adams: Only this one is legal! He might make J2H tap out! ... Nahhhh!

But the chances are high as Jaycee leans WAY back into the hold, sitting on the small of J2H's back! J2H's face is beet red from the intense pressure and the pain from the hold! Drew asks J2H if he wants to submit, right there but J2H shakes his head no! J2H then begins to use his forearms to forcibly drag himself closer toward the ropes until he is close enough to extend a hand and reach them -- only to have MacDonald drag him right back to the center of the ring and lock the hold right back in again!

Adams: Oh he's got him! He has J2H all tied up with nowhere to go!

Simone: If Jaycee MacDonald forces J2H to tap out, it will be the biggest upset in Sin City Wrestling history!

But STILL J2H refuses Drew's request to submit the match away! J2H then forces himself up on his extended arms to alleviate the pressure of the hold! J2H starts to drag himself toward the ropes again but this time Jaycee releases the hold on his own. he rolls J2H over onto his back and grapevines his legs, attempting a Texas cloverleaf but J2H pulls him over into an inside cradle!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-Kick out by Jaycee!

Adams: Oh that was close! That small package came from out of nowhere!

Simone: J2H was trained by the best! He knows when to look for openings!

Both men are back on their feet and Jaycee spins around and lays J2H out with a discus elbow strike! J2H goes down and Jaycee AGAIN with the cover!

ONE!

J2H kicks out quickly!

Jaycee pounds his fists into the mat repeatedly, showing his frustration!

Adams: Careful now! This isn't the time to lose it!

Simone: Many men have also experienced these very same frustrations when facing J2H! The man is simply difficult to defeat!

Jaycee stands up, dragging J2H up along with him. Jaycee signals for the end and he scoops him up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry, going for the RJB -- only J2H shifts his weight and drops down behind Jaycee! MacDonald attempts a spinning back fist but J2H bocks it and hits...!

Simone: Kiss This!

Adams: From out of nowhere!

J2H with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner -- in eight minutes and thirty four seconds -- J2H!!!

Simone: There you have it, ladies and gentlemen! J2H is the winner and THAT is the time that Michael Harris has to beat in order to win the Beat the Clock challenge!

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TAG TEAM MATCH
Team Hero v TBA

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Julianna DiMaria is once again in her locker room and this time, she's a little bit more sentimental in her thinking. She doesn't waste too much time going through her thoughts before she begins to speak.

Julianna: I'll be the first to admit that when I signed my contract to be a part of the Sin City Wrestling Bombshells roster, nowhere in my mind was I telling myself "I'm going to be in a main event of High Stakes this year".

I'm brash, I'm arrogant and I admit that I've got an ego on me. I own all that. But even I know that having such an expectation at all was stupid. I saw myself being in a High Stakes main event someday because I'm at the point in my career where I believe in what I am capable of now more than ever. But THIS year? Yeah right! As I've been saying, you can debate whether I deserve to have the shot or not. I already know Courtney thinks that I don't. Why the powers that be decided that I was worthy enough to have that title shot, I don't know. I wasn't even thinking that I was going to have a shot at ANY title at all for High Stakes and if I DID, I would've figured it would be the Roulette or the Internet titles... and I would not have had a problem with that whatsoever. I mean that. But believe me, when it comes to the shot that I have, I was just as surprised as everyone else was because I wasn't expecting it and it damn sure wasn't because of a lack of faith in my ability.

High Stakes 2024? I could definitely see myself in the main event of High Stakes. In fact, 2024 was exactly what I had in mind because I believed that over the coming year, I'd be able to build myself up and beat anyone that they put in front of me at anytime and that I'd find my way there.

High Stakes 2023?

Julianna pauses and scoffs for a moment.

Julianna: You'd have to be an Ariana Angelos level of fool to think you could win five matches and then suddenly have a world title shot at High Stakes. It's funny because unlike her, I wasn't campaigning or begging for a title shot. But you know, Courtney already wants to talk a bunch of shit and hey, I get it. I'm someone that does more or less the same thing. And really, I'm not sure where her head's at. She seems to be giving me a compliment one day then trying to say something negative about me the next. She's taking shots at how I won a match, when on the same night, she won her match the way she did which triggered that whole drama with Ariana to begin with. I am not criticizing Courtney for winning the match the way she did, but if she wants to criticize me and call me out for taking shortcuts, then it's really the pot calling the kettle black and that's ALL I need to say about that.

The bottom line is, she can say whatever the hell she wants about me but I'm at the stage of my career where anything anyone says about me is just white noise and something else. She can sit there and try to pick apart every single little thing that I say to her heart's leisure. She can try to say that I don't deserve the title shot. She can make a 20 minute argument in the ring going off on a long winded speech about why I don't deserve it but in all honesty? Who is that more of a reflection of? Me? Or her?

Why does she feel the sudden need to try to undermine me or what I've accomplished in my short time here? Why does she feel the need to give the 20 minute "Julianna doesn't deserve this" speech? Does she think this is going to bother me or something? Because the stage of my career where I gave a fuck about what other people think of me sailed long before I ever signed a Sin City Wrestling contract. If she wants to get inside her own head about me, then that's her prerogative. That's her problem. I don't need to convince ANYONE that I deserve this title shot. I won my match last week and those in charge decided that I should have this shot and that's enough for me.

I'm no slouch myself. I know how to win the main events. I've been a world champion twice over. Save yourself the "but it didn't happen HERE" speech because I WILL make it happen here. Like it or not, I am the hottest new thing to hit this division in a long time. Name someone who managed to accomplish the same thing that I have done with being able to get to the stage I'm about to step on in a few weeks. I came in here beating a Blast from the Past finalist and the most recent Internet title contender at the time then the most recent Roulette title contender at the time. I beat a Hall of Fame member. I earned my place last week.

Those are the facts

But the one fact that will come to fruition when it's all said and done is that High Stakes? If you think I've already shocked the world just by getting to this point, then I might as well just do it again when I walk out of there with the title, right?

Julianna just gives a bit of a wink at this point before she leaves the locker room and the scene fades out.

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The camera pans around the arena, catching the excitement of many fans waiting for the next SCW moment, their buzzing turns into cheers as "Clouds" by NF blasts over the PA and "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons steps onto the stage, and begins making his way to the ring, interacting with some fans at ringside along the way, before getting in the ring and requesting a microphone.

Simone: Well, it looks like Eddie Lyons has something to say to the fans here tonight.

As the fans settle down, Eddie begins to speak.

Eddie Lyons: How we doing tonight San Francisco?

The crowd cheers for the cheap pop.

Eddie Lyons: Glad to hear it. Now for those who don't know yet, my name is Eddie Lyons and in my few short months here in SCW I have been picking up win after win, save for one loss against one of your most dominant champions of all time in Peter Vaughn.

The crowd reacts with some boos to Peters name.

Eddie Lyons: Hey, like him or not, Peter Vaughn is champion for a reason. He's dominated as Roulette Champion for a reason. I can't be anything but honest and I can tell you with utmost certainty, Peter Vaughn is one of the very best. But what about me? What about Eddie Lyons? What's next for The Unbreakable One? Well the end goal of course is to earn myself a championship match once again, and this time I'll have a few more wins under my belt, this time I'll come more prepared so I achieve a more desirable result. I will wear a championship around my....

Eddie is interrupted by John Cougar Mellencaps "Small Town" playing on the PA as an older man wearing a Brock Purdy jersey walks out. Eddies face shows he recognizes him, and he gets a pop from the crowd.

Simone: Who's this now?

Adams: I think this is Eddies trainer. He wrestled years ago for Eddies family.

Simone: Why is he here?

Adams: Well, I think we're about to find out.

One in the ring, the man is given a microphone.

Keevee Kaiser: Hello San Francisco. I hope everyone is well tonight, go Niners!

The crowd reacts to Kaisers cheap pop this time.

Keevee Kaiser: Now, for those who don't know me, my name is Keevee Kaiser and I trained this man.

He points at Eddie.

Keevee Kaiser: Eddie Lyons is one of our top prospects at The Lyons Den, and has quickly proven his worth here in SCW. One day I know he will be a champion, but Eddie and I say this as your coach and trainer. You still lack some edge, a certain killer instinct. It's why you lost to Peter, you took too long to pull the trigger when you should have just used the sledgehammer.

Eddie Lyons: What is this? Why are you here?

Keevee Kaiser: Well for one I am from the bay area. I was born in Santa Rosa, and then raised in a small town about an hours drive from here in a little town called Sonoma. Most of my family lives here. When I visit home, THIS is where I'm talking about. The San Francisco Bay Area.

He pauses for some more cheers.

Keevee Kaiser: But I'm here tonight for YOU. I've been watching your progress, and you're doing great. But I feel like you might be starting to flounder, or tread water a little. But I know, like Brock Purdy you too can become a breakout star. Purdy was once Mr. Irrelevant and has now started off the season pretty well for the 49ers.

Eddie Lyons: So you came out here to call me irrelevant?

Keevee Kaiser: Not at all. I just don't want you to become irrelevant. I'm here to coach you. You still need some guidance Eddie. That's why I'm here. I have signed a managerial contract with SCW and am here to be in your corner, as your coach. I'm here so I can help you find your killer instinct. You can still have your honor and all that because I know how important it is to you, but it's time you unlock the next level for Eddie Lyons, and I'm here to help you with that.

Eddie nods, and thinks it over.

Eddie Lyons: I wanted to do this on my own, but maybe you're right. I'd be a fool to refuse more coaching.

Keevee Kaiser: And it doesn't hurt to have someone watching your back. See now your not just a lion, but you're a lion who also has a DRAGON in his corner. It's time we turn Eddie Lyons from a RISING star in SCW, to simply one of it's stars.

Eddie nods, and the two shake hands before leaving to Eddies theme.

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Justin: The following non-title match is a Beat the Clock challenge, scheduled for one fall!

5 Seconds of Summer's hit "No Shame" erupts over the sound system and the crowd turns to the stage where Helluva Bottom Carter dances out onto the stage amidst the cheers of the SCW Universe! Clad in his favorite Ostrich jacket and sparkling lavender shades over his eyes, Carter bows and sweeps at the waist, blowing a kiss.

Justin: Introducing first -- making his way toward the ring! From Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds, he is the "Hardcore Bottom" -- Helluva Bottom Carter!

Carter 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 removes his shades and jacket, passing them out to the ringside attendant before laying across the top corner, awaiting his opponent's introduction.

Simone: Eight minutes. Thirty two seconds. Remember, that is how long Michael Harris has to defeat this young man, right here, in order to win the 'Pick Your Poison' stipulation against J2H for High Stakes XIII!

Adams: And this IS different than when Michael chose Jaycee MacDonald to face J2H. Carter is a former champion down in Sin City Underground. And... he recently took J2H to the limit in a World title match. You KNOW someone has something going for them if J2H acknowledges it!

Justin: And his opponent...!

The buzz of the night is clear by the excitement of the ground. Then all of the sudden the arena lights go completely out. For just a few seconds it is pitch black within the arena and leaving everyone in a state of confusion. All of the sudden the opening sounds of Disturbed's "Immortalized" began to play throughout the arena's speakers. The sheer sound of the song had the crowd eating out of the palm of the Superstar's hand. They voiced their opinions in a very negative manner. All of which seemed to be falling upon deaf ears. Because taking center stage at that moment with a single spotlight shining down on him was the Immortal himself, Michael Harris.

He was down on both knees with his traditional all black leather jacket on. Bringing his arms out at his side as if he was telling people to worship him. Looking right up into the lights of the spotlight as the boos only got louder. This lasted for a couple of seconds before he forced himself up to his feet. That sinister smirk spread all across his lips while he peered into the ground. Soaking in the hatred being thrown at him from the audience in attendance. That smirk of his seemed all the more inviting for them to bring it on.

Justin: From Chicago Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds. He is a wrestling icon, a legend of sports entertainment, and a man that is forever immortalized in the world of professional wrestling. Better than you in every single aspect of life, MIIIIICCCCHHHAAAEEEELLLL HAAARRRRIIIISSSSSS!

By the time he had been properly introduced Harris had made a couple of steps down the ramp away. Stopping right there to look out at the crowd that continued to boo him so heavily. This is when Harris let his eyes focus on the cameras that were following him down to the ring, smarting off to them: "Yes, let the hate flow. I love every bit of it!" as a sarcastic chuckle left his lips following his statement. Harris continued his journey down to the ringside area. Reaching up to the middle rope and pulling himself onto the apron. Wiping his feet off on the apron, he then swung one leg over the middle rope, and ducked down to put himself into the ring.

Harris turned himself to the middle of the ring as he dropped back down to his knees with the spotlight still on him. His arms reaching out to either side of him once again allowing the crowd their chance to worship him yet again. Of course this was met by an onslaught of boos and even a couple of choice words that were being hurled in his direction. Right away, Harris forced himself up to a vertical basis as he flipped the crowd off with both hands. Laughing like a mad man in the process. As he began to back into his corner and remove the jacket he had on. The music began to fade out setting up for the match.

Adams: Michael is looking a little upset. Do you suppose he's angry that Jaycee didn't get the job done?

Simone: No, he always has that 'bad smell under his nose' look. I think the issue is he didn't really expect Jaycee to win. Not really. I'd guess that he's more annoyed that he didn't last longer.

Adams: Words no man wants to hear come from out of a lady's mouth...

Simone: .....

Jasmine ensures both men are ready and she calls for the opening bell!

DING DING DING!

And IMMEDIATELY Michael seeks a fast end and barrels from out of his corner and right at carter with the aim to spear the young man out of his boots! Carter sees him coming and leaps up and over Harris with a sunset flip!

ONE!

TWO!

Michael kicks out!

Michael rolls over and attempts to get to his feet and Carter jumps over him for a second sunset flip!

ONE!

TWO!

Michael kicks out again!

Michael pounds the at in an early rage and he jumps to his feet and charges at Carter who throws him over with an arm drag! Michael is right back up and charges his younger opponent a second time and this time Carter jumps into his arms for a takedown but Harris catches him and drops him over the top rope and onto the ring apron! Michael throws a wild right handed fist at him but carter blocks it! Michael swings a South paw fist and that is blocked just the same! Carter flips backwards over the top and back inside and he throws Michael over, this time with a double arm drag! Michael rolls right out of the ring and kicks the barricade, yelling at the fans in the front row to "SHUT UP"!

Adams: This is NOT going the way that Michael Harris had intended!

Simone: You saw how fast he came out the front door! He thought he would sucker Carter in and end this match fast!

Senior referee Jasmine St. John is calling to Michael to get back inside of the ring but he waves her off as he storms around the ringside area, trying to cool down and gather his thoughts. He glances inside of the ring and spots Carter pointing at his wrist and calling out to him and Harris realizes and dives right back inside!

Simone: Carter just made him realize this is one match he can NOT waste time in!

Michael is right after him but Carter catches him with a double leg take down! Michael face plants in the center of the ring and Carter hops on his back and engages in a 'pony ride'! Michael tries to get him off but the more he tries to throw him off, the better Carter holds on, riding him around the ring while slapping his backside!

Adams: Bucking bronco!

Simone: Oh I bet Michael Harris is just LOVING this!

Carter jumps off of Michael who jumps to his feet and he just starts SWINGING wildly at anything and everything in his rage and embarrassment! Carter manages to catch one arm -- and then the other -- from behind and brings Michael down with a back slide!

ONE!

TWO!

Michael kicks out!

Michael is right back on his feet and Carter jumps right on him, trapping the grizzly veteran with a guillotine choke!

Simone: I REALLY don't think Michael Harris was expecting this kind of offense from out of Helluva Bottom Carter!

Adams: Then he REALLY hasn't been doing his homework because Carter was trained at the GO Gym and they only turn out the very best!

But as Carter puts his all into the hold, dropping Michael down to a single knee, Jasmine is right there asking if the World Champion wants to submit but in response, Michael shows some true resiliency and strength by standing back up on two feet and he counters the hold with a vertical suplex -- but Carter drops down on both feet behind him! Carter wraps his arms around Harris's waist and runs him into the ropes, rolling him up with a Backlund cradle!

ONE!

TWO! <>Michael kicks him off and into the ropes but as Carter comes off, Michael almost takes his head off with a clothesline!

Simone: OH Dear God! What a clothesline!

Adams: And THAT was the opening that Michael Harris wanted AND needed!

Michael is SEETHING, eyes wide and teeth gritted, staring down at his much younger opponent! Michael stands up, holding Carter by the extended arm and he just starts to stomp down hard into Carter's exposed sternum! Michael then plants his boot on Carter's face and with his arm held tight, uses it as a fulcrum point to curb stomp the back of Carter's head into the canvas!

Simone: And this is where I'm afraid we are going to see that infamous nasty streak of the World Heavyweight Champion!

Michael drags Carter up to a vertical base and he hurls him into the near corner where he wraps both hands around his throat, choking the young grappler with a savage brutality! Carter gags and chokes, tearing at Michael's hands but they are stuck on tight!

Adams: C'mon Jasmine! Break it up!

Jasmine issues a count on the Champion!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

And finally Michael breaks but only long enough to keep from being disqualified and he goes right back to choking Carter, this time grabbing the top rope and pressing a boot up and against his larynx! Jasmine again counts against the rule infraction!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

And this time Jasmine literally grabs the champion by the boot and wrests it away! Michael stomps right up into the referee's face and screams at her for touching him! He acts threatening, menacing the official but Jasmine stands her ground!

Adams: Will you look at the way his veins are bulging? The guy is UNHINGED!

Simone: he needs to focus and Jasmine needs to be careful! Much respect as I have for her as our senior referee, Michael Harris is DANGEROUS!

Michael wipes his face with his hand and goes right back after Carter and doubles him over with a stiff fist to the exposed midriff! Michael then starts to stops around the ring, fuming and building a head of steam before he breaks off into a sprint and delivers a big boot right to the pinned in Carter's face, face washing him! Carter collapses out of the corner and Michael drags him away from the ropes for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Carter kicks out!

Michael glares at Jasmine and claps his hands rapidly, demanding a faster count!

Simone: The man needs to stop focusing on Jasmine and keep his mind on Carter! Michael Harris is on a bit of a time crunch here!

Michael straddles Carte's waistline and grabs a handful of hair with one hand and uses the other to drill his right fists into his head over and over and over again!

Adams: And he realizes it too! He's not looking to take apart Carter! He wants to hurt him and end him as quickly as possible!

Jasmine again tries to intervene and AGAIN Michael jumps to his feet and argues with the official! He backs her into and up against the ropes as they exchange words when Carter suddenly rolls Harris up from behind into a school boy!

ONE!

Michael kicks out!

Michael is right back up and Carter gets to his feet a bit slower. Michael sends the young man reeling with a knife edge chop, followed up with a straight head butt right between the eyes!

Simone: Carter is an incredibly talented young grappler but he is, in his own words, still in his rookie years. He is up against one of the most physically and mentally dangerous veterans we've ever seen in SCW!

Carter starts to use the ropes to get to his feet when Michael forces his throat against the middle rope for another choke!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Michael pulls him away and sends him straight into the corner face and chest first! Michael comes racing in for the attack when Carter kicks his legs up and grabs Michael into a head scissors!

Adams: UH OH! I think I know what's coming!

And Carter uses his legs to ram Michael's face forward into his backside once - twice - three times! Carter holds his face in for the Sink Face when Michael suddenly HEAVES him over the ropes and Carter crashes on the ringside floor in a heap!

Adams: Oh that move might have been a mistake for Carter!

Michael shoves his way past Jasmine and goes out after Carter! Michael drags him roughly to his feet and sends him crashing back against the barricade!

Simone: I think it was but Michael Harris needs to be careful! We are quickly nearing the eight minute, thirty two second mark J2H just set previously!

Justin: Eight minutes have passed! EIGHT minutes!

Realizing this, Michael grabs Carter and rolls him back inside of the ring! Michael grabs him by the arm from behind and whips him around into a Ripcord Lariat! Michael with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Carter kicks out!

Justin: Eight minutes! Ten seconds!

Michael drags him up into a front face lock, hooks a leg and brings him up and over with a fisherman's suplex!

ONE!

TWO!

Carter kicks out again!

Justin: Eight minutes! Twenty seconds!

Now desperate, Michael drags Carter up and sends him into the corner! Michael CHARGES for a spear but Carter moves and Michael goes through the top and middle turnbuckles and strikes the ring post!

A buzzer sounds!

Adams: That's it! Time's up!

Simone: It does not matter what happens now! J2H has won the Beat the Clock challenge!

Michael stumbles back from the corner and turns around and sees the clock on the SCW-Tron! He SCREAMS in unbridled rage! Michael quickly grabs Carter to continue the onslaught and make him suffer for the indignity! He picks him up for a scoop slam but Cater shifts his weight and turns it into a Victory roll from out of nowhere!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Adams: Oh my god! OH MY GOD!!!

The crowd cheers as Michael Harris is STUNNED!

Justin: Here is your winner -- HELLUVA BOTTOM CARTER!!!

Michael dives after him but Carter wisely rolls out of the ring and falls back against the barricade, celebrating with the fans!

Simone: I do NOT believe it! Carter has just pinned the World Heavyweight Champion!

Adams: YOU can't believe it! Look at Michael Harris!!!

Michael is BUG eyed in shock at what just happened! He turns to Jasmine to dispute the call but she reiterates that it WAS a three count! Michael raises his arm, demanding she declare him the winner but she pulls it down! He raises it a second time 9n demand and AGAIN she pulls it down! Michael is PISSED! He turns around, hands on his hips - when he turns back around and he STRIKES Jasmine with a forearm shot that knocks her to the mat!

Adams: That SON OF A BITCH!!!

Simone: he hit her! Michael Harris just attacked Jasmine St. John because he LOST!!!

The crowd is BOOING! Louder than ever before!!! Carter looks into the ring from where he is standing, shocked at what just happened! The other three referees -- Jacob! Dawn! And Drew -- all race down to the ring to check on her but the moment they enter the ring, Michael grabs them and throws them back to the outside!

Adams: He's NUTS! Michael Harris has snapped!!!

Michael stands threateningly over the downed Jasmine when Carter jumps back into the ring and leaps on Michael's back, taking him down to the mat!

Adams: Oh the hell with this!

The crowd cheers as Jason Adams himself removes his headset and he jumps over the announcer's table and into the ring! Michael throws Carter off of him but now Jason, also a trained wrestler, takes him down! Carter is right there to help and soon security races out to the ringside area and into the ring! Seven bulky and burly security guards all swarm the champion and restrain him as he kicks and struggles, yelling incoherently!

Simone: I simply can not believe what we are seeing!

The security personnel all wrestle the still fighting Harris to the canvas and drag him from the ring! Michael starts to fight them off, swinging a fist into one and then another, but they do their jobs and grab him by the legs and arms and IFT him off the floor to CARRY him away!

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In the backstage area of the Bill Graham Civic Auditorium, security and a heavy detail of the SCW men's roster themselves are forcibly escorting a struggling and fighting Michael Harris along the backstage as he fights and struggles against them!

Michael Harris: GET OFF!!! GET OFF OF ME!!!

While behind him, Harris's wives Carmen and Blair follow in protest!

Blair: LEAVE HIM ALONE!!!

Carmen: GET YOUR HANDS OFF OF HIM!!!

But their protests are overruled by the definitive sight of the bosses themselves, BOTH Mark Ward AND Christian Underwood, who for once are working as a cohesive unit!

Hot Stuff: Get that son of a bitch OUT of here!

The backstage escort go the length of the building until they reach the loading docks and the exit door that leads to the parking garage! Christian steps past the escort and opens the door...

Christian: Get out! Now!

The wrestlers and security drag Harris through the door frame! His fingers grab for the frame but are easily pried off! Christian then reaches and snatches the World title belt from Blair's hands!

Christian: I'll take that, thank you very much!

And now Mark steps up and points from the two ladies to the parking garage!

Hot Stuff: You too! Out!

And the two wives of Michael Harris are forcibly escorted from the building as well! The security release Michael and dump him to the parking lot floor! He jumps to his feet and tries to get back inside but is headed off by sheer numbers!

Hot Stuff: You are FINISHED! Done! Do you get it now!?

Christian: Buh-bye!

And the door is slammed shut in the face of the now FORMER World Heavyweight Champion!!!

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We cut to the backstage area where we see the two competitors in tonight's Bombshell Roulette Title Match, Laura Phoenix, and the champion Alexandra Callaway, as they wait to hear their fates.

Simone: It's almost time for the Main Event and it's also time for Alexandra's second defence.

Adams: Not to mention Laura's second title challenge of the cycle, she previously challenged Aleesha Jones for the Bombshell Internet Title at the start of the cycle!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready ladies?

Alexandra and Laura nod before Rocky spins the wheel, before it stops the two Bombshells share a respectful fist bump.

Simone: Lot's of respect between champion and challenger tonight,

Adams: They know each other well from their time in PWS: Apex!

Before the wheel stops on...........

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tonight's Main Event will be a Ladder Match!

Simone: The title will be suspended above the ring, only way to win is to climb a ladder and grab it.

Adams: That means a lot of high octane action is ahead of us!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Good luck ladies!

Alexandra and Laura give each other a respectful nod before they part ways.

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Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and tonight's main event! Alexandra Callaway's reign survived Seleana Zdunich but can it survive an old friend in a ladder match? Because she defends her Bombshell Roulette Title against Laura Phoenix in tonight's Main Event!

Adams: We saw Georgie Robertson pick up the win over Seleana Zdunich in tonight's opening match and you can bet she's watching this one closely!

Simone: This should be a hell of a match! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS YOUR MAIN EVENT SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IT IS FOR THE SCW BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP! AND THANKS TO A SPIN OF THE WHEEL, WE KNOW THAT IT'LL BE A LADDER MATCH!

The lights go down and "Mine" by Halestorm starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made a cocky smirk crosses her face.

Justin: Introducing first, from DALLAS, TX she is the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion.. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!!"

Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. She watches up the ramp, messing with her hair as she waits for her opponent.

Simone: Alexandra looks ready to climb that stairway to heaven.

Adams: But Laura wants to make it a highway to hell!

Justin: Introducing the challenger!

Static fills the speakers as the A-Flat cord streams through and Rev Theory's "Hell Yeah" begins to blare as the hypnotic laugh of Rich Lu

i echoes throughout the arena and Laura Phoenix's video entrance illuminates the Smarkstron. When the chorus plays the lights raise and Phoenix runs out on stage to the delight of the fans. She runs to the opposite side of the stage before stopping at the centre and raising her fist high in the air and a large amount of pyro goes off around her. She takes off down the ramp and slides into the ring and running to the closest corner and once again raises her fist high in the air.

Justin: From New York, New York LAURA PHOENIX!

She repeats this at the other three corners as her music dies out and she stands in the middle of the ring awaiting her opponent.

Simone: Laura has been extremely impressive since her debut, including her multiple attempts at winning a title!

Adams: Will tonight be the night?

Dawn goes over the rules with the two veterans before taking the belt from Alexandra, holding it above her head and then hanging it up before calling for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: And tonight's main event is underway!

Adams: And Alexandra and Laura aren't wasting any time!

Indeed both champion and challenger alike leave the ring to grab a ladder from underneath the ring from the word go! Alexandra grabs a large ladder first and slides that into the ring before grabbing another, smaller ladder, Laura meanwhile had opted to grab one ladder which she subsequently slides into the ring but upon seeing that Alexandra is hard at work Laura returns to the ring before bolting across the ring and nailing Alexandra with a Suicide Dive.

Simone: We have several ladders in the ring already but only one will matter, smart money is on the large ladder that Alexandra slid into the ring first being the deciding factor.

Adams: And thanks to her dive? Laura's in a prime position to dethrone Alexandra!

Laura leaves Alexandra alone for now knowing that pinfalls don't count in a Ladder Match instead returning to the ring and setting up one of the smaller ladders as a sort of bridge between middle ropes in one of the corners and simply props up the other in the opposite corner, once that is done Laura turns her attention to the large ladder that Alexandra slid in first and wastes little time in setting that up, before she can start climbing though? Alexandra comes up from behind her and whacks her challenger with a chair.

Simone: Well, this isn't a Tables, Ladders and Chairs Match but Ladder Matches are No DQ by design, meaning that Alexandra was perfectly okay to use that chair on Laura.

Adams: Try telling that too the timekeeper, Alexandra just stole his seat!

Laura drops down upon receiving the chair shot from Alexandra but rather than continue to use the chair on Laura Alexandra props it in an unused corner before whipping Laura face first into the chair! Laura drops like a sack of potatoes whilst the chair goes flying from the impact and Alexandra grins before she starts climbing up the ladder confident that she has the match well in hand, unfortunately for Alexandra she didn't do quite enough to Laura to keep the veteran down for long as Laura nails the champion with a forearm to the back before grabbing Alexandra by her legs and then Powerbombing her off the ladder.

Simone: If Alexandra was higher up that Powerbomb would've had more impact but that's one way to halt the champion's momentum!

Adams: We've yet to see either of the other ladders come into play though and Alexandra will surely take advantage of them if it means retaining her title!

Laura seems satisfied that Alexandra is down and she starts climbing up the ladder, indeed the challenger manages to reach the top rung in little time and starts working away at unhooking the Roulette Title and winning the match, unfortunately for Laura she doesn't make much progress before Alexandra joins her atop the ladder and knocks the wind out of her challenger with a good solid punch before climbing atop the top rung AND HITTING LAURA WITH THE APOCALYPSE FROM ATOP THE LADDR SENDING HER PLUMMETING THROUGH THE SMALLER BRIDGED LADDER BELLOW! But the move has knocked the larger ladder wobbly and before Alexandra can capitalize on hitting her finisher on Laura from such a height and through a ladder the ladder tips over sending the champion flying to the outside!

Simone: OH MY GOD! BOTH CHAMPION AND CHALLENGER ARE DOWN!

Adams: And Alexandra was so close to retaining the title over Laura as well!

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

Dawn can only look at the carnage around her because of the way Ladder Matches work! Laura clearly took the worse of that exchange and seems to be out for the count but Alexandra isn't exactly in great shape either clearing licking her wounds from the fall from atop the ladder to the outside! Dawn quickly realizes that her only cause of action is to wait for either champion or challenger to get back to their feet first and potentially win the match and after a few minutes? It looks like Alexandra will win the face! But Laura isn't that far behind even if she has to use the ring ropes to help herself up! That isn't the only thing she uses the ring ropes for assistance in though as she uses them to hit Alexandra with a Springboard Cross Body for good measure.

Simone: Somehow both Laura and Alexandra are still moving after that spill off the ladder but right now? It's anyone's game as to who will walk out the champion!

Adams: Saying that? The Springboard Crossbody to Alexandra definitely helped with Laura's momentum!

It takes her a few minutes due to the damage she's taken but Laura gets back to her feet and returns to the ring ready to end the match and win her first title in SCW! Once she's in the ring Laura gets to work on righting the ladder that tipped over earlier allowing Laura this chance as she starts climbing up the ladder not realizing that she has positioned it in a way that the larger ladder, whilst still directly beneath the title, is facing away from the smaller ladder that she had previously propped up in the corner! The damage she's sustained over the course of the match has taken its toll though as Laura is slow to climb up the ladder, worse yet? For her at least? Alexandra isn't far behind and the champion starts climbing up the ladder after her challenger.

Simone: We're at a pivotal point in the match, one move will determine if the champion retains or if the challenger will win the title.

Adams: Both Alexandra and Laura are seriously beat up though! It's anyone's game at this point!

Both women meet atop the ladder and start exchanging blows vying for the title that's right above their heads! Alexandra manages to score with a stiff punch to Laura's midsection doubling over her challenger and it seems like she's about to retain but Laura fires back with a stiff punch of her own! Eventually though Alexandra gets the upper hand and nails Laura with a Sunset Flip Powerbomb that sends her through the propped up ladder!

Simone: OH MY GOD! I don't think Laura can get up from that!

Adams: I think your right Belinda, Alexandra's in a perfect position to retain! Stick a fork in Laura, she's done!

Alexandra takes a moment to check on Laura but once she gets confirmation that her challenger is (relatively) okay she starts climbing up the ladder again, this time? Laura's in no shape to stop her and Alexandra claims the gold.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL THE BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPION, ALEXANDRA CALLAWAY!

Simone: Alexandra retains in a brutal ladder match! She's heading into her first High Stakes as champion!

Adams: Who can stop her at this point? Laura gave it everything she had!

Alexandra celebrates atop the ladder as medics rush to Laura's side.

Simone: This has been one of the craziest nights in SCW history, but we need to end it. Next week is the go home show and we need a whole lot of answers, but this is all we have time for. For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying good night everyone!

The camera fades to Alexandra on top of the ladder.

THANK YOU! to everyone who wrote for this show!