The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Lawlor Events Center in Reno, Nevada. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.
A spotlight then begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.
He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants;
"SCW!"
Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around at all of the fans filling the rows of seats. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.
"SCW!"
"SCW!"
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Lawlor Events Center right here in Reno, Nevada and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd cheers as Amanda walks out, dressed in a little nightie with golden curls, bunny slippers, and holding a candy cane in one arm, and a teddy bear in the other. She skips across the stage and the performance begins.
Amanda: Mom made beans for dinner, you know I ate 'em all
Waiting there for Santa, thought that I'd explode
I farted on Santa's lap now Christmas is gonna stink for me
I asked him for a baseball, I asked him for a bat
I farted on Santa's lap now Christmas is gonna stink for me
On Christmas eve I snuck out of my bed without a sound
Said "come get your coat on, we're going to the mall
You're gonna visit Santa and sit upon his knee."
But all that I could think about was how not to cut the cheese
The gas bubble grew bigger with every "ho, ho, ho"
Tried my best to hide it, thought I was doing swell
But when I sat down on Santa's lap he hollered, "what's that smell?"
I farted on Santa's lap now I'll get (fart sound) under my Christmas tree
I asked him for some ice skates, but I'll get none of that
I asked him for a lotta things I'll have to do without
Cause when I sat down on Santa's lap, I let one slip out
I farted on Santa's lap now I'll get (fart sound) under my Christmas tree
And went down to the living room just to take a look around
It was then that I saw Santa next to the Christmas tree
His arms were full of presents and they were all for me
He put them on a pile, got up to turn around
Then blew a fart with such great force our tree almost came down
And so I'll always cherish that special moment when
I realized even old St. Nick rips one now and then.
The crowd cheers and applauds as Amanda blows kisses and prances across the stage when a big loud 'RRRRRRRRP!" echoes over the sound system. Amanda holds one hand on her bottom and the other over her lips as she s-l-o-w-l-y backs off the stage and vanishes behind the curtains.
Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control! I am Belinda Simone.
Adams: And I've been wondering how Santa gets to kids in apartments... oh! And I'm Jason Adams!
Simone: And we are now just TWO WEEKS away from the Grand Prix of Professional wrestling -- the BIGGEST event of the year -- High Stakes XIII!
Adams: And you know what THAT means! Not only the best matches and the best wrestlers, but the Hall of Fame and the Year End awards!
Simone: And we kick the evening off when the two men who will be challenging for the Internet Championship, no matter who holds the gold after tonight, when "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons faces off against BRADDOCK!
Adams: The reigning Roulette Champion peter Vaughn will be defending his title against Rodrigo Afonso in a rematch but tonight peter is in a non-title match against Tyler McCulligan!
Simone: Eiley and Oliver Zahn have a big challenge ahead at High Stakes XIII when they defend against Finn Whelan and Kayla Richards, but they are in non-title action tonight against the Barnharts!
Adams: Two former World Heavyweight and Internet Champions face off when Goth goes up against Jack Washington!
Simone: And in tonight's Main Event, Calvin Harris's respect toward Miles Kasey has taken a startling turn as he has abandoned the Best of Three series and has challenged Miles to a title match, here in Reno!
Adams: All this and more on Climax Control!
Simone: That was MY line, Jason.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first...
Drums pound in synch with grinding guitars as "Bonehead" assaults the fans while the arena is blanketed in darkness while at six seconds in, a saxophone begins squealing a prolonged note. At thirteen seconds, while a spotlight suddenly pierces the darkness, casting its light on the entrace curtain, the vocalist begins whooping and screaming. BRADDOCK explodes through the curtain and marches for the ring.
Justin: "Making his way to the ring! He is five feet, ten inches tall and tips the scales at two hundred and fifty-one pounds and hails from Stockton, California. He! Is! BRADDOCK!!!!
BRADDOCK has ascended the ring steps and is entering the ring halfway down the apron, I'm between the ring posts by dipping under the top rope. He climbs the nearest turnbuckle and while secure on the second rope, he raises both fists in the air and bellows.
Justin: and His opponent...Hailing from Baltimore, Maryland... 'Unbreakable' Eddie Lyons.
As Clouds by NF begins A fog fills the stage area, as Eddie Lyons appears in the middle, hoodie up, and arms folded. He stands there looking down at the ring for a few moments. Shooting a fist into the air, Eddie pulls his hoodie down, and makes his way down the ramp, tagging the hands of a few fans along the way before climbing the stairs into the ring. Eddie extends his arms to both sides then drops to a knee, and punches the mat, he then moves to his corner to await the start of the match.
The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the match to begin.
DING DING DING!
Lyons and Braddock circle the ring at first before inching forward and hesitantly touch finders as they want to lock up but neither want to blink first. They both back off for a moment before moving in and locking up, where they jockey for position before Lyons breaks and grabs Braddock's arm before turning and bend his arm back a little before adjusting it into a wrist lock. Lyons tweaks on Braddock's wrist a few times as he grits his teeth not wanting to show the pain. Braddock grabs at Lyons hands, as he takes a moment before squatting and moving forward, which somehow breaks Lyons' grip, and he counters into a wrist lock of his own.
Simone: Both men take a moment, as neither want the other to get the upper hand. But they do eventually lock up and jockey, but its Lyons breaks first and locks in a wrist lock and works over his wrist. Braddock tries to find a way out in various conventional ways but it's the unconventional way he escapes from and counters.
Braddock twists Lyons arm before turning it into a hammerlock, Lyons grimaces a little as he paces around before countering into a hammerlock of his own. But it's only brief as Braddock reaches around and breaks Lyons hold before turning it into a brief waist lock before attempting a full nelson before spinning Lyons around and locks in a wrist lock and bends his arm back before sending him down to the mat. Once on the mat, Braddock grabs Lyons fingers and bends them backwards, as Lyons twists and gets onto his side, as Braddock stops bending Lyons fingers and focuses on the wrist lock.
Adams: Braddock now works over Lyons wrist and arm, but Lyons counters into a hammerlock but Braddock quick escapes it and breaks the hold, as he tries to tie up Lyons and confuse him a little before putting in a wrist lock and then sends him down to the mat. Braddock puts extra pressure on his fingers but just focuses on the wrist and keeping Lyons down.
Lyons gets to a knee, as Braddock makes his way to his feet and then Lyons gets to his feet, as Braddock twists on Lyons wrist, which Lyons grimaces from the discomfort as he paces and grabs Braddock's hand and pulls and tugs as he tries to break his grip. Lyons breaks Braddock's grip and then grabs his arm and twists and locks in a wrist lock. Braddock quickly searches for a way out and he rolls forward before twists and using his feet to break Lyons grip and grabs Lyons arm and quickly gets to his feet, where brief locks in a hammerlock before adjusting and grabbing his head into a headlock and takes him down to the mat. Once on the mat, Lyons shakes off Braddock and gets his feet up and around Braddock's head and Braddock quickly squirms from the move and they both roll away and get to their feet.
Simone: Lyons battles back, as he gets to his knee before Braddock makes his way to his feet and Lyons has to comply and gets to his feet, as Braddock continues to work on the wrist. Lyons looks to find a way out and manages to get free and grabs Braddock's wrist in another counter.
Adams: Braddock quickly finds a way out and breaks Lyons grip before putting in a hammerlock but turning it into a headlock and takes him down to the mat. But that is brief as Lyons gets his legs up and around Braddock's head and Braddock quickly escape, as both back away and figure out their next moves.
Backing away into a corner, they take a moment as the stretch and stare at each other, as they think about how to one up each other. They move forward with Lyons hesitant at first before he and Braddock lock up. They jockey for position once more before Braddock drives a leg into Lyons stomach before following up with several clubbing blows across Lyons back, which forces him to his knees. Once down on his knees, Braddock follows up with an elbow across Lyons back, which drops him flat.
Adams: In the corner, they both take a moment before slowly moving back in once again, with Lyons being more hesitant. They lock up and jockey once more, but Braddock breaks and drives a knee into Lyons stomach and then proceeds to club the back of Lyons a few times and drives him down to the mat before hitting an elbow across his back and sends him down to the mat.
Braddock makes his way to his feet, where he backs up and then rushes in and hits a running senton before going for a cover...
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Simone: Braddock hits a senton and then goes for a cover but only gets a two count.
Braddock smirks, as he climbs to his feet and grabs Lyons by the head and pulls him to his feet, where he wraps his arms around Lyons waist and squeezes for a bear hug. Lyons grabs at Braddock's hand as he tries to break the grip, but Braddock responds by tossing him around and then stops as Lyons gets his arm in Braddock's face, but Braddock isn't put off and then he then hits a belly to belly suplex. Lyons rolls away from Braddock, as Lyons makes his way to his feet and moves to Lyons.
Adams: Braddock is just playing with Lyons here. As he squeezes tightly around Lyons waist and then hits a belly to belly.
Braddock stomps on Lyons before grabbing him and pulls him up, where he Irish whips Lyons across the ring, where he bounces off the ropes and Braddock looks for a bicycle kick but Lyons dodges and while Braddock is uneven on his feet Lyons turns and leaps up and hits a double knee backbreaker. Braddock arches his back and rolls away gasping for air.
Simone: Braddock tries for a bicycle kick, but Lyons dodges and takes advantage of the unbalance Braddock and hits a double knee backbreaker.
Lyons stays down himself for a few moments, as stretches and twists as he feels the effects of the bar hug. Braddock moves to the ropes as he continues to suck in some air but manages to get into a seated position in the corner. Lyons slowly stands to his feet and looks to where Braddock is and he rushes in and catches Braddock with a hip attack. He backs up and then stomps on Braddock a couple of times before following up with some knee shots.
Adams: Lyons takes advantage of Braddock being down and attacks. He then goes for a cover...
Lyons grabs Braddock's foot and drags him away from the corner and then goes for a pin...
ONE!
TWO!
TH... KICKOUT!
Simone: Braddock kicks out just.
Lyons shakes his head, as he climbs to his feet and bends down to grab Braddock, Braddock grabs him and tries to roll him up into a surprise package...
ONE!
Lyons kicks out and quickly counter the surprise package with one of his own and keeps it tight...
Adams: Braddock with a surprise roll up but Lyons kicks out.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Braddock powers out but its too late, and Lyons releases and quickly rolls away from Braddock.
Simone: Lyons counters and locks in a tight package and Braddock kicks out but its too late. Lyons gets the win.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall.. Eddie Lyons.
Lyons music hits over the p.a, as he rolls towards the ropes and grabs them and pulls himself up, as the ref raises his arms in victory, as Braddock looks on and slaps the mat in frustration.
Cutting backstage we see the former Internet Champion Kayla Richards. Walking with a purpose, she pushes by different backstage personalities and workers. She turns around a corner and simply pushes open the male locker room door. No warning, no knocking – just a swift kick and various male members of the roster scattered and moved. Kayla looked around and sneered finding her target.
Finn Whelan.
Kayla Richards: You. Me.Talk. Now
She turned and moved out of the lockeroom into the hallway, her arms folded as she waited for Finn, who clearly didn't give a shit and was taking his time. After what seemed like eons, even for television, he opened the door and let it slam shut behind him.
Finn Whelan: What?
The man clearly was not dressed for a match tonight, and clearly, neither was she. While Finn's agenda wasn't particularly clear, it was quite clear that Kayla's only agenda tonight was to snap at Finn. But before she could say a word, the Seattle Saint rolled his eyes and crossed his arms.
Finn Whelan: Of course.
Kayla Richards: The hell do you mean 'of course"?
Finn Whelan: You couldn't talk to me about this outside of the arena?
Kayla Richards: I barely want to talk to you inside the arena, let alone outside...
She rolled her eyes and seemed to back up a bit trying to stay calm but something was clearly on her mind.
Kayla Richards: We need to talk about last week. Why the fuck did you hug me after the match? Did you really think that was appropriate? Did you do it just to screw with me Finn?
Finn stared at her for a solid twenty seconds with his eyebrows nearly disappearing into his hairline before he snorted wildly and shook his head.
Finn Whelan: ME? I hugged you? That's hilarious, because I'm fairly certain you're the one that flung your arms around me after you pinned the dumb kid. I mean, not particularly something I enjoyed either, if we're being honest. Figured you'd at least see my comments before the match and understand I hated being in that match just as much as you did. What, did you just forget your brain?
Kayla Richards: Oh, you're turning this one ME now? When would I ever hug you? Let alone in public? Do you know how out of character that is for me or would be for me? Anyone, and I mean ANYONE who has known me for longer than thirty seconds would know that. So do NOT try and pin this shit on me.
Kayla gets right into Finn's face, slamming her finger into his chest.
Was it a mistake? Probably.
As quickly as Kayla got into Finn's face, he snatched her wrist and wound it behind her back in hammerlock. She let out a strange, snarling kind of sound and bared her teeth, unable to move as Finn leaned down slightly and got into her face.
Finn Whelan: How about we keep our hands to ourselves, mkay? We get placed in another match with one another, I'll be sure to bounce after the three count.
They stared uncomfortably at each other. Uncomfortable even for the viewers. A second too long, Finn let go of her, pushing her back from him, giving her a scathing look before opening the door and stepping through it.
Kayla Richards: Wait, what do you mean another match? You mean we're going to do this again?
Finn's response can be heard through the closing door, derisive as hell regardless.
Finn Whelan: Yeah, whatever, I don't give a fuck!
Which leaves Kayla completely perplexed as she stares at the door just as the camera switches to ringside.
Jasmine St. John is in the ring watching up the ramp as Justin brings the microphone to his lips for the introductions.
Justin:The following contest is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first...
The lights in the arena go out, causing the usual hysteria from the crowd. After a few seconds, Peter Vaughn's face appears on the big tron, darkly smirking down at the fans.
"This Time... It's Different."
After Vaughn finishes speaking, he begins to laugh. His laughter carries on as the Tron video overtakes his image, beginning with "This Time It's Different" by Evans Blue. Vaughn comes out from the back, smiling at the reaction he's getting. He stops on the ramp, surveying the hatred from the crowd. From Vaughn's reaction, you'd think they were chanting his name, as he walks down the aisle with a cocky smile. He heads straight through the ropes and into his corner, stretching and preparing for a fight.
Justin: From Dallas Texas...he is the Mechanic, Peter Vaughn
Peter Vaughn looks over the fans as his music fades.
Adams: This is going to be an interesting match for our Roulette champion, Peter Vaughn.
Justin: And his opponent...
'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..
Simone: But look who he is facing...
Justin: From Knoxville Tennessee, by way of the RAT DEN, Tyler McCulligan
Tyler takes the time to high-five every offered hand, circling around to his teams' corner and climbing the steps
Simone: This young man is looking ready for facing Peter Vaughan and Jasmine is ready for the match.
Adams: And there is the bell. This match is underway.
DING DING DING!
Peter moves to the middle of the ring where he is checked by Jasmine St John while watching as Tyler McCulligan moves close. Jasmine motions for both to begin the match. The two begin to circle before locking up in a collar and elbow lock up that neither man can take advantage of. Peter manages to shift Tyler enough to roll the collar and elbow into a headlock. Tyler pushes Peter off and into the ropes where he rebounds then takes McCulligasn off his feet with a clothesline that sends him to the mat. Peter stops for only a moment before he charges towards the opposite ropes to rebound again. Tyler throws himself to the mat forcing Vaughn to leap over him. Rebounding off the ropes again, Peter is taken to the mat with a dropkick from Tyler. Vaughn rolls towards the ropes and pulls himself to his feet. McCulligan follows him in but is surprised with a sling blade that takes McCulligan to the mat himself. Peter moves to pick him up then spins him around. Catching him by the arm, Peter pulls him backwards while Tyler reaches out for the ropes to prevent himself from being submitted. Peter tries to pry him free but McCulligan puts a foot over the bottom rope as well forcing Jasmine to tell Peter to release the hold. Reluctantly, Vaughn lets go of Tyler and backs away to the center of the ring with his hands held up proving he had released the hold.
Adams: Well this is starting off to be an interesting match up with Peter getting the early advantage.
Once more the two circle in the middle of the ring. Tyler lunges towards Peter who avoids the hold by ducking under it then turning quickly, leaps and takes him to the mat with a siurprise hurricanrana. Peter rolls to his hands and knees as Tyler clutches at the back of his head. Peter gets to his feet and smirks to the crowd and then turns to pick up McCulligan who has made it to his hands and knees. Grabbing him by the neck, Vaughn stands up Tyler and then surprises him with a drop kick that sends Tyler stumbling backwards into the corner. Kipping to his feet, Vaughn rushes in and clotheslines Tyler. McCulligan takes the hit and slumps into the corner. Jasmine moves in and forces Vaughn to allow Tyler to get to his feet. McCulligan straightens up as Vaughn is talking to St John . McCulligan uses the slight distraction to climb onto the middle rope hits a second rope senton that sends Vaughn to the mat but Peter rolls quickly to the outside. Tyler McCulligan kips to his feet and moves to the ropes. He looks down at the man slowly working his way to his feet. As he rises, Tyler grabs the top rope then slingshots himself over the top rope and lands on Vaughn to send both men down to the floor. Vaughn is clutching his head as Tyler gets to his feet and slides into the ring.
Simone: What a move by Tyler McCulligan manages to get the drop on Vaughan.
Inside the ring, Tyler gets to his feet again and moves to the ropes as Vaughn gets to his feet. Grabbing the top rope, Tyler looks like he is going to sling shot himself again which has Peter scrambling away. McCulligan doesn't leap as Peter moves around the ringsteps. McCulligan follows him inside the ring. Peter sees him coming and then reaches in quickly to grab the feet of Tyler and pulls him to the mat. McCulligan is helpless as Vaughn pulls him towards the ringpost. Jasmine is warning Vaughn as Tyler tries to fight off the hold. Vaughn slams the knee of Tyler against the ringpost giving him some time to roll into the ring and break the count. Tyler clutches his knee as Vaughn drops and then grabs the leg and still in the ring, he bends it around the steel to punish McCulligan. Jasmine warns him again and begins his five count. At four, Peter releases the hold and Tyler pulls himself away from the ringpost and fights his way to his feet. Gingerly he tries putting weight on the leg that had been wrapped around the steel. Peter moves towards him as he limps towards the corner. Vaughn moves closer and then reaches for the leg that Tyler is trying to protect. Unable to grab it, he uses a haymaker to send McCulligan to the mat. Grabbing Tyler, Vaughn pulls him up, hits a snap ddt and then catches the leg to use it for a pin that has Tyler' shoulders to the mat. Jasmine drops to make the count but McCulligan kicks out with a scream of pain. Peter slams his hands on the mat as he gets to his knees then rises up as Tyler rolls towards the outside. Vaughn reaches for him over the ropes as Tyler tries to straighten up on the ring apron.
Adams: It looks like Vaughn is wanting to take advantage of Tyler on the outside to bring him to the inside.
Simone: I don't think that is going to work Jason. Look out Peter!
Grabbing the back of the neck of Vaughn, McCulligan drops to the floor and hangs Peter on the top rope. Vaughn is shot backwards clutching at his throat as he fights to breathe. Tyler gets to his feet and then rolls under the bottom rope before pulling himself upwards and trying to shake the pain from his leg. Leaning into the corner, he pulls himself upward and then sits on the top turnbuckle as Peter who has recovered and moves towards him. Tyler leaps off the middle rope with a lou thesz press on Vaughn which takes him to the mat. Tyler rolls through the move then to his feet. Turning to watch Peter roll to his stomach then hands and knees, Tyler levels a kick to the midsection of Vaughn which sends him to the mat once more clutching his midsection. Tyler kips up and staggers as weight is put on his leg. Clutching it, he moves towards the corner once more to climb to the top turnbuckle to launch himself at Vaughn with a flying elbow that McCulligan drives into the chest of Peter before trying to roll him up into a pin attempt that Vaughn kicks out of at two.
Simone: Tyler McCulligan is looking for the pin but Vaughn isn't that easy to keep down.
Tyler McCulligan makes it to his feet as Peter rolls to his stomach. Rising slowly, Peter motions for McCulligan to bring it while still clutching at his chest. Tyler looks around then charges at Peter who attempts a dropkick on McCulligan but Tyler is able to bat the attempt away. Reaching down, Tyler pulls Peter to his feet then whips him chest first into the corner. Slamming hard into the turnbuckles, Peter staggers out into a belly to belly suplex from Tyler who takes Vaughn to the mat. Tyler kips up and then stands over the prone Peter Vaughn. Reaching down, Tyler pulls him to his feet only to be surprised by Vaughan who hits his revenged finisher. McCulligan is down as Vaughn pulls his leg up and over the head and shoulders as he pins Tyler. Jasmine drops to begin the count.
Simone: The revenged Jason!
ONE!
Adams: Tyler McCulligan isn't moving at all.
TWO!
Adams: Come on Tyler, you don't want it to end this way.
Simone: But from the looks of it, it will be...there is Jasmine about to make the count final.
THREE!
Adams: And there it is...the pin that got the three.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, Peter Vaughn!
Peter gets to his feet and holds out his hand to St John who raises it then moves to check on Tyler who is slowly getting to a seated position.
Adams: Peter Vaughn with the win tonight Belinda.
Simone: The Roulette champion continues to look strong Jason..
Vaughn exits the ring and heads up the ramp as Jasmine helps Tyler out of the ring.
Once more, the noise of the crowd is muted as the cameras head backstage for yet another foray into the SCW personnel. A nondescript location, somewhere within the hallways of the Lawlor Events Center and with one of the brick walls in the background, we find The Seattle Saint perched upon one of the crates, legs hung off of it with his hands centered in front of him, his head tilted slightly to the side. A kubrick stare, one that is disconcerting but present, is worn on his face. He waits for the initial booing that he knows is present before opening his mouth and speaking, the Irish lilt in his voice just barely there.
And Kayla is nowhere to be seen.
Finn Whelan: Funny, isn't it? The way people don't watch, don't care, don't...
His lips turn up into a smile as he pushes himself backwards and crosses his arms.
Whelan: The Mixed Tag Team Titles are back to being kind of worthless. Not discussed, except for a few little quips here and there. The champions think of themselves as pretty stellar themselves, but in reality, the division is really only relevant when there's a division to be had. You look at the history of the championships themselves and you see it dominated by either thrown together tags teams of people who have no business being in the scene, or you see teams that have long dissipated into the void. If you're observant enough, the affiliation of two training facilities that have had their ever present hold on SCW Mixed Tag Division.
He raises a hand.
Whelan: Jet City.
He bounces his hand as if it's something to be weighed. Then, he raises the other with a smirk.
Whelan:Wolfslair.
He does the same with the opposite hand, weighing it before clenching it and dropping both hands.
Whelan:I'm not going to bore you with statistics tonight. Research still needs to be done, but nevertheless, when it comes to High Stakes, rest assured that I'm not going to be sitting in a hole just fluking my way through this opportunity that I've been handed. Fuck whatever Kayla Richards wants, and everyone else's opinions be damned, I'm not in SCW for playtime and fuckbuddies. I'm here for gold – but I'm here also because I simply like to knock people around. And I don't need anyone else to make that happen.
Sliding off the crate, Finn takes a few steps forward, getting real close to the camera and tilting it upwards.
Whelan:Whether it's a mixed tag or it's a singles match, my eyes are always watching, are always present, and are always taking in information while my brain stores it to memory. You never know where I'm going to want to be, and as I've said if you took ten seconds to watch my promos...the Internet Championship looks pretty shiny to me right now. I'm watching Miles. I'm watching to see if you can topple the steaming trash pile that's Calvin Harris, and I'm watching to see who goes into that multi-man match and comes out the winner. Whoever it is? Listen closely, because this is the only warning you will ever get...
He pulls the camera up even closer to his face.
Whelan:Watch your six.
With a shove, he pushes the camera back into the operator hold it, and it wobbles the frame. When it rights itself again, Finn is gone, and the screen goes blank as it switches to elsewhere.
We cut backstage where Bill and Bea Barnhart have just exited their dressing room and they are heading down the hallway to get to the staging area to be ready for their entrance for their Non-Title Mixed Tag Team match. As the camera person walks along with them Bill and Bea make comments.
Bill: We are going to make history tonight Bea. Whether it is you who gets the pinfall or submission on Eiley, or me who gets the win over Oliver Zahn, we will wake up the Sin City Wrestling environment as they will see what we are capable of doing.
Bea: You know that I want to avenge my loss to Eiley in the one match we have had against each other. At the same time we both have to realize that it is going to come down which one of us happens to be in the ring at the time we win the match. Although I would like to get the win by defeating Eiley if you get the win over Oliver Zahn the final result is the same that everyone will sit up and take notice of us in the Mixed Tag Team Division.
Bea and Bill turn the corner and they have a short way to go before arriving at the stating area.
Bill: What pains me the most, Bea, is that although both of us are accomplished wrestlers we have so many jerks and assholes on the Roster who feel their main job in the world is to demean others. With our win tonight we shut up most of those jerks as we will have proved them wrong.
Bea: You know what I learned growing up? I learned that those who demean and insult others are usually the ones who are the most insecure in who they are as a person, insecure in who the are in the working world, and they use demeaning comments against others to try to deflect the negative attention off of themselves.
Bill and Bea arrive at the staging area and they stop to wait for their signal to make their entrance for their match.
Bill: We are ready to go Bea. It doesn't matter which one of us gets the pinfall or submission on our opponents. The end result is the same that we have proven ourselves again in the Mixed Tag Team Division.
Bea: Right!
The camera person cuts their camera feed and our screen goes dark.
Simone: It's time our next match and it could be seen as a warmup for the Mixed Tag Team Champions as Eiley and Oliver Zahn team up to take on the Husband and Wife duo of Bea and Bill Barnhart in non-title action!
Adams: The Barnharts may be seen as the bottom rung of the SCW ladder in their respective divisions but make no mistake they are veterans and former champions! In fact, Bea picked up a shock win over up and comer Harper Mason just two weeks ago! Under controversial circumstances because Bea grabbed a hold of Harper's tights to secure the win but still!
Simone: Oliver and Eiley had better keep their wits about them, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following is a non-title mixed tag team match scheduled for one fall.
The lights dim and fog rolls out in a thick cloud over the entrance area of the stage as the music starts. The fans are treated with a spotlight that kicks on just under the stage as the lift activates. Oz leans his left side and puts his elbow onto his knee, then through the smoke, his outline is slowly raised until it becomes a black figure standing at the top of the ramp, then Nightmare (Reprise) by Halsey begins to play and the lights flicker a few times before they stay on and Eiley walks out onto the stage. She smirks before stopping at the top of the ramp, her hands on her hips. She stands there for a few seconds with her hands on her hips before she walks down the ramp, with Oliver ignoring the fans as they walk to the ring.
Justin: Introducing first, they are the Mixed Tag Team Champions, Oliver Zahn, and Eiley!
They stop at the bottom of the ramp and look around before walking to different steel steps jog up them before they step onto the apron and then get into the ring between the top and middle rope. They stands in the middle of the ring and does a simple pose with their titles before moving off to one of the turnbuckles and climbs up and sits on the top turnbuckle.
Simone: Champs certainly look confident but after the recent shakeup in the Bombshell Internet Division and the World Heavyweight Division? Oliver and Eiley can't afford to get cocky.
Adams: Especially since "beating up Oliver Zahn" seems to be everyone's new favourite hobby!
Justin: And their opponents!
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.
Justin: From Lawrenceville, Georgia, the team of Bill and Bea Barnhart!
The crowd gives a mixed reaction to the Barnharts. 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 and Bea enter the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.
Simone: Bill and Bea may be, and I'm quoting Oliver directly here, the married couple everyone makes fun off, but as stated, they are former champions and if they're younger opponents aren't careful? They'll catch them by surprise much like Bea did with Harper!
There is some deliberation between the teams but eventually Bea insists on going first, Eiley is okay with that and Dawn calls for the bell once the men head out onto the apron.
Simone: Looks like Bea's still riding a high from her recent win because she's insisting that she start the match with Eiley!
Adams: And Oliver and Bill are okay with that!
DING DING DING!
Once the bell rings Bea and Eiley circle around each other for a few moments before Bea tries to get the upper hand on her younger opponent only to run right into a dropkick from Eiley! Bea drops but rolls to her feet before Eiley can capitalize on her move and when Eiley charges in for a clothesline Bea ducks under it and then drops Bea with a DDT! Oliver's already getting worried about Eiley as he rushes over to her side after dropping off the apron whilst Bea goes for the first cover of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Oliver puts Eiley's foot on the bottom rope before pointing it out to Dawn forcing her to stop the pin!
Simone: Well, Oliver just set a personal record for "fastest time to cheating in a tag team match".
Adams: It obviously helped Eiley, especially since Dawn didn't see it but the Barnharts aren't happy about it.
Bea tries to argue with Dawn about Oliver's blatant cheating but as Jason said, Dawn was out of position and didn't see it! Unfortunately for Oliver, Bill Barnhart did see it and the much larger man flattens Oliver with a running cross body!
Simone: And Oliver just paid the price! It's not often that we see Bill do a running cross body and whilst it wasn't the prettiest cross body, with Bill's size and build? It was effective!
Adams: But we had better turn our attention back to what's happening inside the ring because Eiley's back on her feet!
Indeed Bea is so busy arguing with Dawn that she doesn't even notice the Hawaii native getting back to her feet and this leaves Bea open to a German Suplex from Eiley which the blonde bombshell bridges for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Bea gets the shoulder up, by this point the men have returned to their respective corners and whilst Bill is calling for Bea to tag him in, Oliver is less enthusiastic about the prospect because he's still reeling from Bill's Cross Body and makes that clear to Eiley through his body language.
Simone: Bill wants in on the action and that's the last thing Oliver wants.
Adams: Yeah I think Ol's just content to watch Eiley go at it with Bea!
Unfortunately for the younger team Bea is ready to tag in her husband and is already making strides towards that, Oliver drops from the apron again whilst Eiley grabs onto Bea's leg with both hands but Bea forces Eiley to release her grip on Bea's leg by way of an Enziguri! Eiley drops to her hands and knees clutching the back of her head in pain and Bea looks all set to tag in her husband! There's just one problem though, Bill is not on the ring apron because Oliver just yanked him off the apron!
Simone: Okay, now Oliver and Eiley's rule bending is getting to the point that I'm beginning to think that Ariana has a point about Jet City's students!
Adams: We're agreeing with a young woman who's mental health has been on the decline for most of the year, this doesn't bode well for us and this situation doesn't bode well for The Barnharts either!
Oliver bolts back to his team's corner before Bill can retaliate against him and Eiley is all smiles as she drags Bea away from The Barnharts' corner and then picks up Bea, but Bea is one step ahead of her younger opponent as Bea catches Eiley in a small package!
ONE!
TWO!
And Bill enters the ring to get back at Oliver distracting Dawn as she orders Bill back to his corner, whilst Dawn's back is turned Oliver sneaks back into the ring and helps Eiley reverse Bea's Small Package into a Small Package of her own before returning to his team's corner before Dawn turns around.
Simone: Oh come on! This is ridiculous!
Adams: How long are the bosses going to let Oliver and Eiley get away with this?! And against The Barnharts as well!
Adams: Something will have to give!
ONE!
TWO!
And Bea kicks out! Eiley is still confident though as she gets back to her feet and high fives Oliver, there's just one problem, Oliver is holding onto the tag rope as he high fives Eiley and Dawn counts that as a tag.
Simone: Uh oh! Eiley just unintentionally tagged in Oliver! Oliver looks like he's seen a ghost!
Adams: Bea and Bill just look like they've won the lottery!
Bea is all too happy to tag in her husband and Bill bolts across the ring before forcibly bringing in Oliver whilst Eiley quickly retreats to the ring apron! Oliver scrambles to his feet but is met with some solid right hands from Bill in response to Oliver's repeated rule infractions! Bill then hits the younger man with a Powerbomb and holds on for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Oliver kicks out! Bill picks up Oliver and Eiley takes the opportunity to try to enter the ring but Dawn is quick to remind the Hawaii native to remain on the apron, but that ends up being a ploy from the Jet City duo because Oliver nails Bill with a blatant low blow! Bea tries to draw Dawn's attention to it but by the time the ref has turned around Oliver has rolled up Bill!
ONE!
TWO!
And Bill still manages to get the shoulder up! Oliver shakes his head in frustration as Bill tries to inform Dawn that Oliver just kicked him in the balls.
Simone: Unfortunately for Bill and Bea, if the ref doesn't see it, it doesn't count! Ironically that's what helped Bea win her last match!
Adams: And Oliver and Eiley are all too happy to turn the tables on them!
Bea has clearly had enough of the repeated rule bending by Eiley and Oliver and she gets in the ring before sprinting across the ring and spearing Eiley off the apron! Eiley lands hard and Bea leaves the ring before Dawn can reprimand her and to inflict more punishment on the younger Bombshell! Back in the ring both Oliver and Bill have gotten back to their feet and have started trading blows in the middle of the ring and despite the size difference between the two men Oliver is holding his own against the older Barnhart.
Simone: I think this match is going to get out of control if it doesn't end soon!
Adams: And between Eiley and Oliver and The Barnharts its anyone's game!
After a few moments Bill ducks under a right hand from Oliver and goes to throw him over the top rope and to the outside, however Bill's attempt at a breather doesn't work out because Oliver lands on the apron and when Bill turns around Oliver nails him with a Springboard Leg Lariat! Bill seems to be out for the count and rolls towards the ring ropes to try to get away from Oliver but Oliver still manages to catch him in a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Bea grabs Bill's foot and places it on the bottom rope! But she makes the one mistake Oliver didn't make earlier in the match, she did it in full view of the ref and Dawn isn't happy.
Simone: I'd say the shoe's on the other foot but Bea didn't even try to be subtle with her assistance to Bill!
Adams: Say what you will about Oliver and Eiley's tactics but at least they didn't get caught.
Dawn gives Bea a tongue lashing for the blatant cheating whilst Bea pleads her innocence, however Eiley slides a pair of Brass Knuckles to Oliver who dives to put them on before Dawn can spot them but when Oliver goes to blast Bill with the knuckles Bill instead catches him with a Belly to Belly Suplex! Dawn turns around just in time for the pin attempt!
ONE!
TWO!
And Eiley yanks Bill off of Oliver from inside the ring to break the count! Sadly? Dawn catches her in the as well and she goes over to the ring ropes to reprimand her.
Simone: Bill could've had the match won but Eiley got caught interfering like Bea!
Adams: Either way, Oliver still has those knuckles! But Bill's calling for the Piledriver!
Bill sets Oliver up for the classic finisher but whilst Dawn's back is turned Oliver punches him twice with the brass knuckles, once in the balls and again in the face! Oliver quickly gets rid of the evidence before pulling Bill back to his feet and hitting him with the JCS right as Dawn turns around just for good measure!
Simone: And Oliver with the brass knuckles AND the JCS!
Adams: The champs are going to steal one again and Bea's trying to stop it! Stick a fork in Bill, he's done!
Bea tries to dive into the ring but Eiley grabs her forcing Bea to watch as Oliver pins her husband.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here are your winners, the Mixed Tag Team Champions Oliver Zahn and Eiley!
Simone: The champs steal another win! At some point the bosses will have to step in and do something about their cheating!
Adams: Same goes for Courtney really!
Oliver bolts from the ring and celebrates with Eiley and their titles as Bea checks on Bill.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Harper Mason sitting on a crate and doing up her boot laces, the youngster isn't in action tonight and as a result the nineteen year old is in her street clothes and her long wavy dirty blonde hair is in a ponytail.
Harper: After I lost to Bea two weeks ago, I had some serious self-doubt, not helped by a certain now former champion telling me to just give up!
Harper sighs as puts her foot with the freshly done up boot laces down.
Harper: Did I give up after my parents were murdered whilst I was out training? No, I pushed myself harder, that's why I'm here today! Some old bat who can't even get the basic facts about her opponents right and had to cheat to beat her nineteen year old opponent! Bea was just a stumbling block and hell, Alexandra proved that it's possible to bounce back from a loss to Bea and win a title just a few months later!
Harper sighs as she rests her hands on one of her knees.
Harper: And look, I'd be lying if I said that I was hoping that I'd be booked on the last Climax Control before High Stakes, I understand that things have been a bit chaotic these past couple of weeks but is giving one of your youngest Bombshells a chance to bounce back from a loss too much to ask? Because at this rate, my best bet will be High Stakes!
Harper says as she starts fixing her ponytail.
Harper: Training with Ben and Sam this past week has done a lot to build my confidence back up, but it'll mean nothing if I don't get a chance to show the world what I can do! Am I asking for a title match? Hell no! I haven't even had my third match as an SCW Bombshell yet! Am I asking for a chance to prove myself at the biggest show of SCW's calendar year? Hell yes!
Harper sighs.
Harper: Hell, if I can find a partner I'll take up Team Hero on their open challenge! Wrestling my trainers at High Stakes would be a hell of a way to make my mark as a Bombshell, even if it's their last ever match as a team.
Harper hops off the crate and dusts herself off.
Harper: Just one chance to bounce back! That's all I ask.
Harper walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: The following match is for one fall to a finish!
The words fade as we hear the guitar play from the legendary singer before Johnny Cash starts to sing. This brings out Melissa and Kat Jones upon the entrance ramp, both stand on either side before Goth walks out wearing a dark overall and a mask with a crown of thorns attached to it as he stares towards the ring
Justin: Currently residing from Manhattan, New York!!! He is the Messiah of Pain!!!!! Goth!!!!
Goth raises his head towards the air as he extends his arms, both Melissa and Kat walk towards the ring as he follows them shortly towards the ring. The two women walk up the ramp as they open up the ropes for Goth. He slowly steps through the ropes before the lights go down when Johnny Cash sings that There Ain't No Grave Can Hold My Body Down. The lights come back up again as Goth has taken off the overall and can be seen standing in the middle of the ring still wearing the crown. Melissa slowly takes it off as this gives Goth the chance to look at the entrance ramp to await his opponent.
"Wasted" begins, and there is a brief murmuring of fans. As the song picks up, Jack Washington parts the curtain, a look of focus and minor indifference on his face. He shows very little emotion, walking to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots.
Justin: "Making his way to the ring at this time. He hails from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, weighing two hundred and thirty pounds – Jack Washington!"
He hits the ring, uses the ropes the stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle.
DING, DING, DING!
Both men are in the center of the ring and the SCW fans are going crazy, not sure who to follow in this one. Jack and Goth circle on one another before coming together in the middle of the six sided ring with a lock up. Locking up the two try and out-weigh each other. Goth starts to push Jack towards the ropes but Jack powers back and does the same to Goth.
Adams: I wonder who is going to win this one Bel?
Simone: Can you just wait and see?
Jack pushes Goth violently into the ropes before taunting to the crowd showing that he was dominant alpha male.
Simone: Looks like Jack won.
Goth doesn't let Jack bask in his glory for long as the high flyer pops up and clashes into him with a flying cross body. Tumble down to the canvas Goth hooks the leg looking for a sneaky pin fall.
ONE!
TWO!
Jack kicks out of the pin and Goth spins around on the canvas, looking back at Jack tapping the side of his head as if to taught the Hall of Famer. Jack looks on livid as he gets back to his feet, shrugging off what has just happened to him. The two connect again for a lock up in the center of the ring, this time Jack doesn't waste any time in over powering Goth putting him in a side headlock.
Adams: Jack once again showing his dominance.
Simone: Jack is indeed the younger of the two but henexcels inside of that ring!
Jack smashes his right fist into Goth's face while pulling him back into the ropes, driving the gothic one's back into the turnbuckle. Jack goes for a running bulldog but Goth holds onto the ropes, Jack still goes forward before discus spinning around only to be met with a spinning heel kick. Goth goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
Kick out by Jack!
Adams: Heyheyhey! Will you look who's here?
J2H has arrived at ringside! He calmly walks around the ringside area and has a seat on a folded chair.
Simone: It looks as if J2H is out here to scout the competition.
Goth drags Jack to the center of the ring before dropping his balled fist into the face of the young Superstar. Jack holds his nose as Goth gets a stern talking to from the referee. Getting back up to his feet Goth who seems to have taken the advice of the referee decides once again to drop his closed fists directly into the nose of Jack Washington busting him wide open.
Simone: Jack's bleeding, Goth is like a rabid animal!!!
Like a shark who senses blood in the water Goth grabs onto Jack's face and digs his fingers into his eyes and yanks on the bloodied nose. The referee starts counting to five and Goth breaks just after four is called. Getting up to his feet the Gothic one runs towards the ropes to get speed before returning with a low drop kick, his feet connecting firmly with Jack's face.
Adams: Goth just continues to go after Jack's pretty face.
Simone: Ummm okay?
Goth slowly stalks back up to his feet as he watches the referee check up on Jack. Jack staggers to his feet and starts to charge towards Goth.
Adams: Look out!!!
Jack picks up Goth as he runs towards him and drives him towards the rope with a vicious spear. Goth's body folds and squeezes out between the top and middle rope.
Simone: Goth has hit the ringside floor!
Jack leaps out of the ring with a stunning cross body, Goth catches him but the force from Jack is too much and both land on the hard floor.
Adams: Hey someone else is coming out here!
Austin James Mercer has arrived at ringside and he stares into the ring, hands on his hips.
Jack starts to unleash a fury of left and right punches onto Goth before looking up and seeing his busted nose on the mini tron. A look of sheer anger crosses his face as Jack drags Goth up to his feet and hurls him into the steel steps. Goth's knees come into direct contact with the steel but as he collides Jack is already back on the attack, forcing Goth's face to meet the steel as well Jack delivers three mean shots. Letting go of the weakened Goth, Jack rolls into the ring breaking the ten count before rolling back out.
Adams: There's Alexander Raven!
Indeed, Alexander is right there in the front row, leaning on the barricade to get a close up view.
Stalking Goth Jack watches as he stumbles round on the sand, approaching him Jack ducks down to pick Goth up but Goth suddenly spews green mist into the face of Jack. Jack's screaming in discomfort as now Goth slowly grabs onto Jack and drives him face first into the steel steps. Jack upon impact flies back and now Goth rolls into the ring breaking the count to ten. Getting up to his feet Goth runs to the other side of the ring before coming back at the ropes and Jack drags him out of the ring by the feet! Jack dubles him over with a boot to the midsection and drives the back of his skull into the floor with a Reverse DDT. Rolling into the ring Jack's still trying to wipe the mist out of his eyes.
Simone: His eyes must be burning!!
Adams: But considering that, Jack is handling this match very well.
Goth is teetering in pain on the outside as the referee is checking on Jack on the inside. Getting up from his back Goth staggers to the ring and slides back into it. Crawling across the canvas Goth is straight back on the hunt for Jack, but Washington sees him and strikes fast with a leg lariat. Staggering up to his feet Jack starts to unleash kicks of fury to the back of Goth. Picking Goth up, Jack just drops him back down to the canvas with a Hammerlock Back Suplex. Grabbing the leg Jack hooks it.
ONE!
TWO!
Goth kicks out, getting Jack to slam his fists onto the canvas in anger.
Getting to his feet once more Jack scoops up Goth into a front facebook and brings him crashing down with a delayed vertical suplex!
Adams: Well, looks like we have a complete party here tonight!
Helluva Bottom Carter is no at ringside, standing in a neutral corner to watch the goings on.
Simone: All six men that will be vying for the championship are now at ringside!
Through gritted teeth, Jack gets back to his feet and stumbles towards the ropes looking down at Goth's lifeless body. Jack finds some momentum and comes crashing in with a springboard elbow drop. Taking his time to recover Jack wipes the blood from his nose and mist from his eyes.
Jack gets to his feet quickly and goes on the offensive, driving three straight forearm shots into Goth, preventing him from getting time to properly recover. Jack drags him up to his feet and brings him over with a belly to belly suplex. Jack then looks out to the capacity crowd along the beach and signals, prompting them to cheer as he starts to go up top.
Adams: Jack is going to fly! He has Goth right where he wants him!
Simone: If he hits this it will definitely be all over!
Jack stands up on his perch and smiles. He then vaults off for a Philadelphia Flyer -- but Goth rolls out of the way and Jack crash lands!
Adams: And that folks is why they call it high risk!
Jack staggers to his feet, lurched over and clutching his elbow in agony! Goth pulls himself to his feet and as Washington turns around, Goth grabs him in a front facelock and ...
Simone: Chaotic DDT!
Goth rolls Jack over and hooks both legs!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
The bell rings, signifying the end of the match!
DING! DING! DING!
Justin: Here is your winner Goth!
Back in the locker room just a short time away from the SCW Internet Championship match-up between champion Calvin Harris and the man currently on camera with a look of determination on his face, working over a superband to complete his warm up. Carter standing off to the side, can't but just stare in awe. Miles glances back for a moment to give him a smirk.
Miles: Enjoying the show?
HBCarter: All the time.
Miles: Incorrigible.
HBCarter: After all this time and I don't see it letting up anytime soon. I will say this, seeing you this intense...
Miles stops and turns to his boyfriend.
Miles: Hey, I'm motivated and rejuvenated in a way. I'm not gonna let this chance slip, not again. For them to push this chance up like this....I'm just over disappointing everyone that doesn't think I can't crack that glass ceiling thoroughly.
HBCarter: I know you are. And you aren't disappointing me, ever. In fact I have a little motivation for you...which worked wonders the last time.
Scott: Excuse me, Miles? You have a moment?
Miles holds up his hand to Scott.
Miles: One moment, Scott. And exactly what is that, love?
Scott: I just was looking to get some final thoughts before you headed out there tonight.
Miles looks at Scott with an annoyed look on his face which makes Scott a tad but uncomfortable.
Miles: I said in a moment, Oliver!
Scott: But...
HBCarter: Listen, I know you have this tonight, without a single doubt. You were so close two weeks ago and when Calvin laid out this challenge all those weeks ago I could see you drool at the idea of even getting a chance at the SCW Internet Championship...
Miles: It has never been really about championships though for me.
HBCarter: As true as that may be, babe? We saw it two weeks ago, you were testing the waters of a man that you never faced before and it was almost like you held back just a bit. This time, you have a shot? Don't waste it. AND when you do come back here with that W and title? Well lets just say I'll finally put you out of your misery.
Miles face lights up and the smile grows wide and practically giddy.
Miles: You mean-?
HBCarter: Well I'll show you mine at least.
Miles sighs.
Miles: You tease.
Just then we hear "MILES TO GORILLA!".
Miles: Ope! There's the call. You better be ready to pay up.
Miles gives Carter a swift kiss before turning.
Miles: Oh, sorry Scott! I guess that question will have to wait!
Miles grabs his ring jacket and takes off running.
HBCarter: GO GET EM!!!!
Carter looks at Scott for a moment.
HBCarter: Sorry about that! I figured he could use just a little extra motivation.
Scott: What were you even talking about?
HBCarter: Now now, we can't all let our secrets out. It's for him to know.
The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Ariana Angelos warming up for the Bombshell Internet Championship Battle Royal later in the night.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, Ari?
Ariana looks up and sees Rocky approaching her.
Ariana: You're here about the Battle Royal, right?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Depends, are you going to bite my head off?
Ariana: You haven't done anything to anger me in the past year that I've been on the Bombshell Roster, hell, it's usually Pussy that interviews me.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Yeah, she's busy with Krystal.
Ariana: Off course she is.
Ariana mutters as she gives her arms a stretch for a few seconds and then turns to Rocky.
Ariana: What do you want to know?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Mostly wondering if your thoughts on the match have changed now that most if the women have made their voices heard.
Ariana: the only change is that I'm disappointed in Kat, Mercedes I saw coming because she hasn't given a crap in years but Kat?! The one who retired right after her Bombshell Internet Title Reign ended last year? The one who was the most vocal in her displeasure at a girl going through a mental health crises on live tv?!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, what?!
Ariana: Oh don't act like you haven't seen it! I was miserable for months but no one helped me! With friends like that, who needs enemies am I right?
Ariana adds as she flips some of her long dark hair over her shoulders.
Ariana: But the rest of the field? I have nothing more to say about them and a title to win!
Ariana walks off without another word as the scene fades.
Simone: It's time for the first of tonight's Internet Title Matches! And this one has been brewing for a couple of weeks as Miles Kasey has found himself in the sights of Calvin Harris resulting in a Best of Three Series, Calvin won the first a couple of weeks ago and that was a non-title match but tonight we get the title match and the winner will go on to face Eddie Lyons and BRADDOCK at High Stakes!
Adams: I have to wonder about Calvin's state of mind heading into this rematch against Miles considering Michael was fired and stripped off the World Heavyweight Championship just last week! Am I saying that Michael didn't deserve it? Hell no! He took his loss to HB Carter so badly that e laid out the entire referee core, a move that got Mark and Christian to see eye to eye for the first time in years, but he's still family and Calvin can't be a hundred percent after that.
Simone: Couldn't have put it better myself Jason, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Internet Championship!
The arena's lights found themselves dimming down at the start of "Save Yourself" by One Ok Rock began to play throughout the speakers. About that time a single spot light shined down in the middle of the stage as the crowd found themselves starting to sing a lot to the song. A small shot of the crowd from the cameras was shown before cutting back to stage. In the very moment Calvin Harris found himself stepping out to the middle spotlight where he was slamming his head around to the music. The sight of the superstar caused a huge pop from those in attendance. Quickly, Calvin stood up straight and brought his hand to his head shielding his eyes a little bit as he looked out into the crowd seemingly acknowledging those in attendance.
Justin: Introducing at this time from Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds! He is the reigning and defending SCW Internet Champion The Highlight of the Night, Calvin Harris!
By that time his introduction had come to an end. Calvin had begun to make his way down the ramp slapping hands with a couple of fans on either side of the ramp. By the time he had reached the ringside area, He made a short quick dash towards the ring sliding under the bottom rope and standing up. He pointed towards one of the turnbuckles as the cheers from those in attendance continued. Running to that turnbuckle he stepped up to it on the second ring and looked out into the crowd. A slight smirk crossed his lips. As his music began to fade out Calvin hopped down and turned his attention to the match set to take place.
Simone: I don't think you had anything to worry about Jason, Calvin seems totally focussed heading into his rematch with Miles!
Adams: Either that or he's got the best poker face in wrestling!
Justin: Introducing the challenger!
"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat.
Justin: From Manchester, England, weighing 215ibs, MILES KASEY!
He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!
Simone: What a year Miles has had! Including challenging Michael Harris alongside Austin James Mercer at Into the Void!
Adams: He came up short but he did his home country proud in London! Question is, can he dethrone Calvin barely a week after Michael's firing? Especially since Michael was fired after he lost to Miles's boyfriend HB Carter!
Holly Wood goes over the rules with both men and once they nod and Calvin hands over his title to Holly she calls for the bell after holding the Internet Title above her head.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And the first of tonight's Internet Title Matches are underway!
Adams: Calvin looks hungry and determined, and after what happened to Aleesha and her reign? I can't blame him for being focussed against Miles!
Calvin and Miles share a handshake to start the match before they lock up n the middle of the ring, Calvin quickly takes control of the match with an arm wringer but Miles flips out of the potential submission attempt, sweeps Calvin's legs out from under him and goes for the early pin only for Calvin to kick out before Holly can even drop down to administer the count! The back and forth continues for about a minute before the two men reach a standstill and the crowd applauds.
Simone: Great athleticism and sportsmanship shown by Miles and Calvin here.
Adams: Somebody will have to break the stalemate though the fans don't want to see them engage in a staring contest for the rest of the match!
Jason's prayers are quickly answered as Calvin bullrushes Miles forcing his challenger to back into the nearest corner where Calvin unloads with rights and lefts to Mile's face! Miles gets the upper hand back though as he blocks one punch, swaps positions with Calvin and hits the champion with a stinging knife edge chop that resonates throughout the Lawlor Events Centre.
Crowd: WOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!
Simone: Whilst that never gets old? Calvin's going to feel that chop in the morning!
Adams: I'm going to feel Miles's chop in the morning and I'm not even in the match!
Calvin doubles over clutching his chest in pain and Miles takes the opportunity to grab the champ by the head and drive him into the matt with a Tornado DDT using the ring ropes to give the move a little more oomph in the process! Calvin sits up briefly from the impact before flopping down and allowing Miles to go for his first proper pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Calvin kicks out!
Simone: We almost had a new champion there after Miles hit the Tornado DDT but is it me or does Calvin seem off his game tonight?
Adams: Michael's firing must be affecting him more than we thought!
Miles shakes his head knowing that it's too early in the match to get a pin over a champion of Calvin's calibre but before Miles can follow it up Calvin has rolled to the outside of the ring to regroup and replan, Miles, naturally, has no intention of letting the champion do that so he charges the ropes for a dive only for Calvin to see it coming and duck out of the way! Miles manages to stop himself from committing to the dive, instead jumping onto the apron for a possible Springboard Moonsault, but Calvin grabs Miles by his legs and, try as the brit might to fight it off, powerbombs Miles onto the barricade.
Simone: That right there could be the deciding factor in the match!
Adams: Right, those high flying moves will hurt a lot more with a bad back, something that Calvin hopes to exploit and retain the title over Miles.
Holly quickly leaves the ring to check on Miles following the move and Calvin backs off to let the ref do her work, once Miles confirms that he can continue the match though all bets are off and Calvin peels his challenger off the barricade before throwing him back into the ring, following him in and going for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Miles kicks out! Calvin shakes his head before he grabs Miles's legs again, this time for a Boston Crab!
Simone: And as you said, Calvin seems to have zeroed in on Miles's back as a weakspot.
Adams: Let's hope Carter knows a few SFW messages to make his back feel better after this match!
Holly gets into position to ask Miles if he wants to quit but Miles refuses instead crawling his way over to the ring ropes to try to break the hold, Calvin senses this and tries to put a stop to it by applying more pressure on Miles's back by leaning back on the submission but it's not enough before Miles is able to reach the ropes and force the break which Calvin complies with almost immediately, even so the champion is confident that his second defence is in the bag as he goes to pick up Miles.
Simone: Calvin was forced to break the hold on Miles but how much damage did........
Adams: SMALL PACKAGE! SMALL PACKAGE!
Simone: .......he means the wrestling move, not Michael's Small Package.
ONE!
TWO!
And Calvin BARELY KICKS OUT IN TIME! Calvin has a look of shock on his face as he realizes that he was just seconds away from losing the title to a basic roll up and as Miles tries to keep his momentum going Calvin catches him with a Superkick dropping his challenger like a sack of potatoes! Calvin falls atop Miles and hooks the leg for a pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
AND MILES BARELY KICKS OUT! CALVIN SCREAMS IN FRUSTRATION BEFORE HE GOES FOR ANOTHER COVER THIS TIME HOOKING BOTH LEGS!
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: THRE.......NO! Miles kicks out with literally half a second to spare!
Adams: Look at the look on Calvin's face, one thing is on his mind right now: what the hell do I have to do to keep him down?!
Calvin's frustration clearly gets the best of him as he leaves the ring whilst Holly is busy checking on Miles and retrieves his title from the timekeeper's desk, at first it looks like Calvin's going to run for the hills with the title and take the countout loss but Calvin instead returns to the ring ready to strike at Miles with his title.
Simone: What has gotten into Calvin? This isn't like him!
Adams: Desperation, he doesn't want to lose the Internet Title before the biggest show of the year and Miles might be about to find that out the hard way!
Holly tries to intervene upon seeing the title in Calvin's hands but she is too little too late as Calvin goes to clobber Miles with the title! But Miles ducks the shot and catches Calvin in a Victory Roll!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Simone: OH MY GOD! MILES WITH THE WIN OUT OF NOWHERE!
Adams: WE HAVE A NEW CHAMPION!
Justin: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND THE NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWWWWWW SCW INTERNET CHAMPION, MILES KASEY!
As Miles breaks up the pin it dawns on him what he has just pulled off and you can't wipe the smile off the young man's face! Calvin just sits there in shock as Miles's boyfriend Carter races down the ramp to give Miles a congratulatory hug!
Crowd: MILO! MILO! MILO! MILO!
Simone: I think we just witnessed a star making moment for Miles Kasey!
Adams: Uh oh, Calvin's going over to Miles,
Calvin goes over to Miles with the title in his hands and a frown on his face, however that frown quickly turns into a warm smile before he hugs Miles and personally hands him the title! Miles holds his hands up in celebration as he and Carter make their way up the ramp, and then they see Ariana waiting for them at the top of the ramp with a blank expression on her face.
Simone: I know Ari's in the Battle Royal but with her recent mental state? Why is she out here?
Adams: I think we're about to find out!
As Carter and Miles approach the troubled young wrestler Ariana gets teary eyed and has a big grin on her face as she offers Miles a big congratulatory hug, though hesitant, Miles accepts it and the offer turns out to be genuine as the three youngsters pose at the top of the ramp.
Simone: We might be looking at the future of SCW there.
Adams: I think your right!
Some pre-recorded footage is airing and it reveals Julianna DiMaria in what used to be her parents's wrestling school that was largely burned down by a fire a few years ago. She's in a reflective state of mind remembering her career and remembering where she started. That reflective mood is coming out of her as she begins to express her thoughts.
Julianna: This isn't Jet City. This isn't GO Gym. This isn't any of the millions of wrestling schools you hear so much about. In fact, this wrestling school here in San Diego isn't even a thing anymore. But nonetheless, this is where it started for me... training here... with my father...
Julianna has a slight hint of bitterness in her eyes when she brings him up.
Julianna: I walked in here as a nobody. It didn't matter that both of my parents were wrestlers. I still was nobody in the world of professional wrestling. I put in the work, I got gigs in the Indies, I worked my way up the ladder, I went global nearly seven years ago for my first mainstream wrestling company. I don't have all night to go over nearly seven years of a roller coaster so I'll put it like this. The potential for me... it was always there. But at the start of my mainstream career?
Julianna pauses and shakes her head.
Julianna: I was wasting it. I was in companies that weren't supporting me or that were happy to treat me like I was some kind of joke. God knows the instances of repeated abuse from my father that I had to endure whenever I disappointed him and I don't need anyone to feel sorry for me, but despite what my record in Sin City Wrestling might say... I didn't have it easy when I first broke into the business. I found my way. I realized that I had to do this for ME... not for my father or to make HIM happy... but to make ME happy and the moment that I realized that? I grew stronger as a person and better as a wrestler and I won the two world championships that I have to my name. I became a wrestler to watch. If only I could tell you exactly HOW long I was on the radar of this company before I finally said "yes" to coming here. It was quite a good while, I'll say that.
But since I've come here? That potential? Yeah, I've been meeting it. You can even argue that I've been exceeding it. I've gone out and done what I've had to do match after match and I know I don't explicitly express this, but god damn it, I am passionate about what I do in this business. I don't take no for an answer. I don't accept being second best to anyone. I don't accept being treated like I'm nothing or a nobody. Maybe earlier in my career I did just to make other people happy, but hell no. I've long stopped doing this to make other people happy. This old, burned down gym that my family used to run?
It represents what I came from... where I started... and if you really know the context of my career well enough, you know that there are plenty more metaphors that I can get into. I started from nothing... I became somebody... then eventually, the spotlight became too much for me and I rock bottomed as my career burned to the ground just like this very gym did... but unlike the emotional abuse factory my father built here?
I rose from the ashes. I became a main event player. I became a world champion twice over. Then, here we go again with everything burning to the ground after that only to find my way again earlier this year... only to hit my stride when I got here. I've got a lot of battle scars that I've grown from, Sin City Wrestling... a lot more than I've been willing to talk about, I admit that. But they've made me stronger. They've given me the ability to take the empty words of any detractor or any doubter and just allow all the bullshit to go in one ear and out the other.
I know going into High Stakes that I want this more. I WANT to be the Sin City Wrestling Bombshells World Champion. I've been eyeing it from the start! I didn't think it would come this soon but screw it, I'm HERE now. I'm MAKING my mark. I'm going into this thing playing with house money. This is a dream scenario for me, honestly! I mean... the biggest match of my career and I won't have ANY pressure on me? That's because I know that win or lose, I'm set for the long haul. I've proven I belong in a main event. But just getting this far? It's not enough.
I'm never the kind of person that's just satisfied with being there... and at High Stakes? I won't be. Win or lose at High Stakes, the future of this division has my name written all over it. Should I win, it's a coronation of that fact. Should I lose? It's just a delay of the inevitable. I know that's a bold thing to say, but I'm no coward. You can try to knock me down, but there's no scar that can be inflicted upon me that won't be worse than any I've had already. The next time I come back to this burned down pile of crap that my father called a wrestling school... I WILL have that title with me...
Julianna doesn't say another word. She maintains that confident, determined, fearless look in her eyes as the scene fades out.
The scene opens backstage where we see Aussie Bombshell and one of the competitors in the Battle Royal for the Vacant Bombshell Internet Championship Krystal Wolfe standing by with Pussy Willow.
Pussy: Krystal, the unfortunate circumstances surrounding the match aside, tonight you are one of the women competing for the vacant Bombshell Internet Championship, thoughts?
Krystal: You remember when I was champion Pussy?
Pussy: You mean the Roulette Title Reign?
Krystal: No, I meant when I was the champion line dancer in High School, off course I meant the Roulette Title Reign!
Pussy: Wait, really?
Krystal: No, I was trying to think of something absurd and that was the first thing that came to mind! Anyway, can you imagine an alternate universe where that reign got cut short because I got injured during, say, the Mud Pit Match against Maki? Months of trying to end a losing streak, just having my first win as an SCW Bombshell stolen from me by an incompetent ref, finally getting my first win, finally getting my second win, finally winning the gold in my third win, all down the drain because of a freak accident during a match?
Pussy: You would've been devastated.
Krystal: It's for that reason why, despite the words exchanged between us and the since Violent Conduct, I sympathize with Aleesha because having to give up a title through no fault of your own because you got injured is something I wouldn't wish on my worst enemy! But it's like I said during my promo, this match offers me an opportunity to get back in the title picture and enter High Stakes as champion for the first time since 2021!
Pussy: Speaking off, any thoughts on what your opponents have said?
Krystal: Considering my history with most of them? No, not really, if anything I was disappointed by the lack of words from Kat! Now Mercedes? I figured that was a given that she would do the bare minimum in terms of effort and what do you know? I was right! But Kat? One of the Bombshells who held the Roulette Title in the wake of the end of my reign? That both shocked and disappointed me, but one things for sure.
Pussy: And what's that?
Krystal: Unlike some past Bombshell Internet Champions, including one who won't be named, I won't kick another Bombshell when their down just to feel better about myself! And once I win that title? I'll focus on remaining champ well into the new year!
Krystal walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: The coming match is the Main Event Match!! This match is a Battle Royal!! The winner of this match will be the one that is left standing at the end of the match after all the other contestants are being thrown over the top rope to the outside!! The final Bombshell left standing will be declared the New SCW Bombshell Internet Champion!!!
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.
Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her opponent(s) to arrive.
"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.
Kat walks toward the ring, methodically and without much concern at all, regarding the insults and jeers thrown in her direction.
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.
"Dancing with the dead" by crown the empire hits and a green spotlight hits the stage. Zoey comes out and stands in the middle of it with a small smile on her face. She throws her hands across her chest in an X with her hands up in the metal horns. She makes her way down to the ring looking at the fans with a small smirk shaking her head before running and jumping onto the apron sliding across her knee, she pops up and does the X again before getting into the ring
Justin: Next that has entered the ring is Zoey Lukas!!!!
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
43
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.
Justin: Next to enter the ring is Seleana Zdunich!!
The lights begin to dull, going to almost complete black. The opening chime, a single spotlight appearing above Luna Pasilno. A large smile plastered across her face, hands raising to her sides, palms downwards, hands bent somewhat. "'Cause I'm a King," plays out as blue lights begin to pulse across the arena in time with the music. Her hands thrust down rapidly, striding forth. Rolling her hips heavily with each measured and purposeful step. The crowd roaring with boos and dissent, vitriol flowing from them. She comes to a stop at the base of the ramp, eyes fixed on the centre of the ring. She bends at the knee slightly, turning side on and throwing her head back. One hand pressing the back of her wrist against her head, hand hanging flaccidly, the other still resting on her hip. "There is a god, and she is me," she bounces up slightly, bringing her hand from her hip up in full flourish and 'shows herself off', taking a few quick steps before swinging one leg up onto the apron. Hooking her hands, she pulls herself up and under, bringing the other leg up in a momentary split as she slides beneath the bottom rope. She sits and turns, pulling herself up with the ropes, and slowly backing into the middle of the ring. Shimmying her jacket off in the process.
Justin: The next entrant is Luna Vanity!!!
The heavy beat of Halestorm's "You Call Me a Bitch Like It's a Bad Thing" kicks up over the sound system and the heads of the SCW Universe turns towards the entrance as the Bombshell amazon Tempest walks out onto the stage.
Justin: Coming to the ring! From Honolulu, Hawaii, weighing two hundred and eighteen pounds -- Tempest!
The fans are in awe at the size of Tempest as she wastes no time in power walking straight to the ring, her eyes never straying from her destination and paying no mind to the fans reaching out toward her. A perpetual frown on her face, she arrives at the ringside area where she climbs up onto the ring apron and straight inside of the ring. Tempest stands in the center of the ring, her arms held out and turns full circle before moving to her corner.
The opening guitar riff to "In the Middle of the Night" by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the crowd comes unglued as Ariana emerges from the back wearing a long cloak with her initials on the back and with her back to the crowd.
Justin: Introducing first, from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, "The Greek Goddess" Ariana Angelos!
Ariana spins around right as the song kicks into high gear with the opening lyrics, she poses for the crowd as she makes her way down to the ring before rolling into the ring and removing her cloak ready for her match.
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.
JD: 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 the match to start.
DING DING DING!
The bell has rang as we see the crowd erupt for the entire list of women that is currently inside the ring, we see that the entire ring start to focus upon the two powerhouses in Tempest and Zoey Lukas as they start to gang upon them. We see the unlikely combination of Kat Jones, Mercedes Vargas and Seleana Zdunich gang up upon Zoey Lukas, while the remainder of the ring assault the other powerhouse Tempest. We see Kat Jones and Seleana hold onto the arms of Zoey as Mercedes does a dropkick to one of her legs. This causes her to drop to the knee as all three start to batter away at her. Lukas suddenly spears Mercedes out of her boots from a seated position before turning her attention towards Kat and Seleana as the two former champions set her up for a double clothesline that only hampers her a little.
Adams: It's a wise decision to try and get those two powerhouses out of the match early!!
Simone: Indeed Jason, it only gets more difficult to throw them out if others are being eliminated prior!!
On the other end of the ring we see Tempest throw Ariana and Krystal Wolfe off of her before being met by a Samantha Marlowe dropkick into the corner as Luna motions to the other three ladies to help her by lifting her legs off the canvas in an attempt to toss her out of the ring. We see Samantha Marlowe and Ariana Angelos and Krystal Wolfe storm in to the powerhouse in an attempt to toss her out. Tempest grips the ropes tightly in an attempt to get some balance before swatting away Ariana and Krystal with her left and right arms before tossing the other two women off of her by kicking them off of her. She comes out of the corner and grabs Mercedes Vargas by the waist after being tossed towards her by Zoey Lukas as she manages to toss her out of the ring to the outside where we see Drew Patton calls for the elimination before looking after her along with Dawn Barnes
Justin: The first Bombshell to be eliminated is Mercedes Vargas!!!
We see Kat Jones charge in on her, jump on the back of Tempest as she tries to lock her in a reverse Chinlock in an attempt to make her wobbly. Seleana follows suit as she runs into the ropes before going to jump on the back of Kat before moving forward and setting her up for a Hurricanrana. Only to have Tempest somehow manage to walk towards the ring ropes with both Bombshells hanging on to her.
Adams: This woman isn't human!!!!
Tempest grabs hold off Kat Jones, who tries to maintain an even tighter grip on Tempest while her eyes widen as she notices that she cannot compete with the strength of Tempest. Tempest manages to toss her off of her back and over the top rope, where Kat manages to hold on as she balances on the ring apron. Preparing herself to execute an Aerial move to target Tempest, only to have Seleana slammed into her as Tempest throws Seleana into her causing the two ladies to fall out of the ring at the same time.
Justin: The next two women eliminated are Kat Jones and Seleana Zdunich!!!
Tempest shakes her head, turns around as she stares at Zoey Lukas battling Samantha Marlowe, Krystal Wolfe, Ariana Angelos and Luna Vanity. Zoey whips Luna into the ropes and drops her with a big boot before walking into a Flying Forearm from Samantha Marlowe. This causes her to stagger into the turnbuckles before Ariana drops to her knees as Krystal Wolfe charges in on her, jumps on the back of Ariana and connects with a high knee into the face of Zoey Lukas to a large pop from the crowd. This is followed by Luna Vanity doing the same but connecting with a Code Breaker, this causes Zoey to fall down into the corner. Ariana suddenly gets to her feet and jumps the turnbuckles before hitting a Double Stomp on Zoey and turns around to rattle the groups when staring into the much larger Tempest. Who swats her away and grabs Zoey Lukas by the head and pulls her up to her feet and start to trade blows with her.
Adams: Oh Good God!!
Simone: We all had wanted to see this!!!!
The other women look at the two Amazons trade blows with each other for in ring dominance before Samantha goes after Krystal Wolfe. Ariana does the same with Luna Vanity as Krystal ducks a clothesline, turns around and hits a Spinning kick to the midsection of Samantha Marlowe. Krystal Grabs Sam's arm and whips her into the ropes, goes for a clothesline that Sam ducks and turns around after stopping and grabs Krystal by the hair and sends her over the top rope as she lands on her feet in order to save herself from elimination. Samantha runs to the ropes opposite Krystal and charges in on her in an attempt to bump her off the ring apron. But Krystal pulls down the top rope as she leans down, causing Samantha to lose her balance and fall over the rope to the outside and crashes into the barricades as we see Holly Wood signal for another elimination.
Justin: The next Bombshell to be eliminated is Samantha Marlowe!!
We see Krystal look over her shoulder before she is about to step through the ropes as we see Zoey Lukas block a punch from Tempest as she delivers a massive knee in the midsection before tossing her shoulder first into the steel ring post near to her. She then whips the former Mixed Tag champion into the opposite corner and delivers a huge running clothesline that nearly decapitates Tempest. Zoey screams out loudly before turning her attention back to Tempest. She grabs her by the hair and whips her into the ropes, Tempest manages to hold on to the top rope as Zoey tries to lift her off her feet to toss her over the top rope.
Simone: Will Zoey be able to do it??
Tempest struggles to fight off the powerful Zoey Lukas, before we see Krystal jump the ropes and connects a Springboard Diamond Cutter on Zoey Lukas. This causes her to bounce off the canvas before Tempest hits a leg drop across the back of Lukas her head and picks up a motionless Zoey before tossing her over the top rope.
Justin: The next elimination is Zoey Lukas!!!
Simone: Who is going to eliminate the dominant Tempest???
Adams: It has to be a combined effort IF they wish to be successful!!!
Tempest is leaning against the ring ropes, trying to catch her breath as we see a sneaky Krystal Wolfe charge in on her. Dropkicking her in the back as this causes Tempest her upper body to be sent over the top rope to a huge shock of the crowd.
Simone: OH MY GOD!! Will Krystal do it??
Tempest prevents elimination by putting a hand on the ring apron while another holds on to the top rope in order to seek balance. Krystal grabs both of Tempest mighty legs in order to toss her over. Screaming towards Ariana and Luna to help her out, but they are on the other side too busy working on each other to even notice the action. Ariana whips Luna into the ropes, who comes off the ropes with a flying back elbow straight into the face of Ariana as that drops her into the corner. She then notices Krystal and Tempest, runs over and grabs Krystal's legs instead of helping her eliminate Tempest. She tosses Krystal over the rope and turns around as she believes that it would have eliminated Tempest as well as Krystal falls to the outside.
Justin: The next Bombshell to be eliminated is Krystal Wolfe!!!
Tempest has managed to somehow kept her from falling to the outside, holding on to the ropes with both hands now as she is on her knees on the ring apron. Slowly pulling her back to her feet as she is about to step back into the ring by stepping over the top rope. But Luna was paying attention to Ariana, who had ran over towards her and executed a dive towards Luna. But Luna drops to the canvas, causing Ariana to change in midair and executes an European Uppercut to Tempest as this sends her to the outside as she lost her balance and falls to the floor. There she slaps her hands on the canvas as she was this close to win the Internet title.
Justin: The next to be eliminated is Tempest!!!!
We are now looking to the final two, Ariana looks at the big powerhouse who has dominated the match. She turns around and is met by a Superkick from Luna, who then grabs her by the hair and tosses her over the top rope. Ariana manages to hold on to the rope and lands on her feet on the apron before immediately jumping to the top rope and set herself up for an aerial attack on Luna. Who sidesteps Ariana and grabs her by the hair and tosses her over the top rope on the other side and sends her to the concrete floor to be the final Bombshell in the match.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen!! The winner of the match by being the sole survivor and NEW Bombshell Internet Champion!! Luna Vanity!!!!
Luna's music hits as she is being handed the title by Drew Patton before celebrating her victory.
Simone: Two new champions and two weeks from High Stakes! What a night this has been and what a night High Stakes is gonna be, for myself Belinda Simone, and for the strange guy next to me, Jason Adams, we'll see you in two weeks for the big show, for High Stakes! Good night everybody!
The camera fades to Luna clutching the Internet championship to her chest.
THANK YOU! to everyone who wrote for this show!