I am going to let you all in on something. I am going to do everything I can, beat evewryone I can till I get to that world title. Whether Julianna is the champion, whether Bea is the champion, or anyone else in this lockeroom, I will do all I can and I will do everything I can. And there is nothing any of you can do ab-....WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?

Adams: I hate to say I TOLD YOU SO Belinda, but I TOLD YOU SO!

Simone: Come on Jason! Everyone but the Referee saw that Carter had his leg in the ropes and that should have been a call by the Referee to stop the count on the attempted pin and allow the match to continue. We will not see justice served at this time on what happened in this match but I am pretty sure the next time Helluva Bottom Carter and Finn Whelan face off against each other things will be different.

The curtains to the famously named 'gorilla position' part and through them steps Helluva Bottom Carter with a despondent and shamed expression on his face, his eyes downcast as he refuses to make eye contact with any of the personnel or his wrestling peers who have gathered in the hallway as was tradition following any match.

Is normally lightly tanned skin glistened with perspiration but it was colored a pink red from the embarrassment that he was feeling following the loss he just experienced. He says nothing as he walks past everybody who try to offer him words of comfort but they are words that fall on deaf ears.

That is when the two who are closest to his heart, his boyfriend Miles Kasey and his best friend, Ariana Angelos, step up to take charge in calming him down and hopefully soothe his wounded pride.

Ariana: Carter, it's alri-

And it looks as if Ariana is about to extend her arms to embrace her best friend, but Carter all but ignores her and walks right past her and into Miles.

Miles: Babe, it…

And he rests a comforting hand on Carter's arm when Carter simply shrugs his hand off. For a brief moment, Carter stands absolutely still with his one hand raised. But then he slowly lowers his hand and keeps walking leaving everybody behind him in a State of shock at having refused Miles's comfort.

But nobody more shocked than Miles himself.

We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see Pussy Willow and standing beside her with blue hair and all smiles is Crystal Zdunich. Crystal bounces about as Pussy begins to speak.

Pussy: Hey Crystal and let me just say it is actually good to see you back.

Crystal: Thank you so much Pussy. To be honest I am so thrilled that last week went as well as it did. I am going to be completely honest. I had some fears about returning in an SCW ring. I didn't know if I would have enough to pull out a big win over a woman Harper who had been taking over the wrestling scene. She is related to Jessie Salco but it wasn't about that. It was about how she had won five big wins in this company and only held one lost. Despite the hot streak that Harper had been on I was able to get a huge return win and that means the entire world to me.

Pussy nods her head as she smiles in return.

Pussy: Do now that you got your big win or at least your first return win what do you see in your future?!

Crystal thinks about it before a smile escapes her lips.

Crystal: Is this the part where I am supposed to say I want to face this champion or I plan to beat that champion?! It's not really about a championship right now. As I said from the very beginning it's about showcasing my drive and dedication for this sport. It's about working my way and climbing up through the ranks. When management feels that I am ready for management then I will get whatever it is that I earn. I don't want to be put into a situation where people misread me and they quickly claim it's a case of the same old, same old from Crystal. I want to change that narrative and I just want to be happy in doing what I love to do. Anyway for now I am happy cheering my wife on and taking on people I never fought before. Don't worry Pussy. When I am ready to make a move you will be one of the first to know.

Pussy: Thank you so much… Anyway we take you elsewhere.

Justin Decent: About to enter the arena being accompanied by his wife Melissa and Kat Jones, standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 239 pounds!!!

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 Decent: And his opponent…..Alexander Raven!

As the opening guitar rift bellows out, the lights slowly dim down, a shade of blue being thrown over the area. A person begins to slowly walk forward, a reverse hood pulled up over and covering his face. The words "FORGETTABLE" and "FORGOTTEN" across it in red letters, one at the top, one at the bottom. Small white X's where the eyes are. 'I was born with my head around the wrong way', with these words the person slowly walks forward, arms stretched out far to the sides. A slow and measured stride forward. Halfway to the ring he stops, turning around to face the entrance once more. His hands going up to the hood. A stomp of the foot, then another, and another. The crowd beginning to stomp along now, cheers and boos, a myriad of reactions. "Take me! Off the wall! The Wallllll!", he yanks the hood down.

Alexander Raven.

Spinning on his heel, he stretches his arms out wide, bathing in the reaction. He flicks the collar of his jacket, flashing a smile, winking at one of the nearby front row members. The slow measured towards the ring, stopping at the edge of the apron, using the middle rope to pull himself up, standing on the edge of the apron. Turning and hooking his arms over the top the rope. He leans his head back, leaning deeply into the ropes. "I bear the marks, still bear them so..." He flips backwards of the ropes and lands roughly on his feet. Turning he quickly runs to the opposite corner and leaps up onto the second rope. One hand raised, the other waving the crowd in. Getting the crowd revved up. Dropping back down onto the canvas, he slowly removes his jacket and drops it over the rope to the floor..

Adams: Here we go, another match in the first round of the SCW world title tournament

Simone: Goth goes one on one with Alexander Raven and if I'm honest both of these men have a claim to that championship

Adams: Either man could go all the way

DING DING DING!

Goth stands steady looking across the ring at Alexander Raven who had taken a seat in the corner. Goth smirks and calls for Raven to come out of the corner, Raven just stays there, sitting and staring across the ring. Goth takes a few steps forward but because Raven is touching the ropes the referee gets between them. After a few moments Raven cracks his neck and reaches up pulling himself up from the corner to his feet. Both men move around each other, both standing two inches taller than Alexander Raven.

They lock up, Goth uses his height and weight advantage to push Raven back into the corner, the referee counts and Goth releases Raven before backing up. He shakes his head and laughs as Raven stays stoic, not reacting to the arrogance from the former world champion. They go to lock up again, Goth is able to push Raven to the corner for a second time, this time however when they get called to break Goth piefaces Raven and steps back. Raven shakes his head as the crowd starts to get behind him.

Raven steps out of the corner and as he and goth get close Raven unjust blasts him with a hard right hand. Goth covers up and Raven goes after him with vicious right hands backing Goth up into the ropes, the referee gets in between them again, as Raven backs up Goth goes for a cheap shot, Raven catches Goth and launches him across the ring with an exploder suplex. Goth crashes down hard holding his lower back,. Raven shakes his head and tells Goth to "get his ass up"

Simone: Whenever Goth lands hard on his back I cringe, he has a well documented history of back issues

Adams: In this business everyone has some kind of long standing issue and for Goth his back is one of them

Raven and Goth meet in the center of the ring, throwing right hands now as any notions of a wrestling match go out the window and we right away turn into a brawl. Both men throwing bombs over and over again, Raven ducks a right from Goth and gets behind hyim going for a german suplex driving Goth to the mat. Goth hits hard and Raven measures him up, as Goth gets back to his feet Raven goes for a thrust kick connecting just under Goths jaw, Goth crashes to the mat and Raven covers.

ONE!

TWO!

Goth kicks out. Raven stays kneeling near him and grabs Goth by the hair hitting a pair of vicious right hands before getting to his feet and pulling Goth up too, Raven goes to hook Goths arms for the double hammerlock DDT, Goth shoves Raven back, Raven then steps forward with a clothesline. Goth ducks picking Raven up and drilling him to the mat with a spinebuster almost slamming Raven through the mat. Goth then picks Raven up, hooks Raven in his arms and launches Raven across the ring with a Goth plex. Raven crashes to the mat and Goth smirks realising right now he's in charge. .

Simone: These two are just throwing each other all across the ring

Adams: They both know how to execute a suplex or two…

Raven pulls himself up and Goth ducks down picking Raven up hitting an inverted atomic drop. Raven holds his nethers before Goth hits the ropes and blasts Raven with a running big boot to the face. Raven hits the mat and rolls from the ring hitting the floor outside. Goth measures Raven up and hits the ropes before throwing himself through the top and middle ropes with a suicide dive onto Raven causing Raven to fly back into the steel barricade. Goth pops up and laughs before stomping down on Raven over and over again, he then puts his hands on the apron and jumps before dropping his knee across the top of Ravens head. Goth pulls him up again and rams Raven into the steel steps and then throws him back into the ring..

Simone: Goth is really in charge now, Alexander Raven needs to fight back. We know how tough he is but Goth is hard to chase down

Adams: When Goth gets it over you thats it. You have to fight from the bottom and Goth is the type who will take you into deep water and keep you there.

Raven starts to pull himself to his feet, Goth measures him up, kicks him in the stomach and sets him up for the Goth drop. He spins and goes to hook Ravens head but Raven shoves Goth forward. Goth turns and Raven ducks down flipping Goth onto his back and turning him over into a boston crab. Raven pulls back and Goth reaches for the ropes, his back screaming in pain as he tries to get out of it. Goth pulls himself over and grabs the bottom rope. The referee moves over and tells Raven to let go. Raven releases the hold and stumbles forward.

Raven calls for Goth to get up and as he does he kicks Goth in the stomach, spins him over and picks him up for the Ravens spine. Goth kicks his legs, lands behind Raven and locks in the Goth-mission. He pulls Raven back and Raven struggles to try and get out of it. He kicks his legs, he pulls himself toward the ropes, reaches out and just misses it.Raven fights and kicks his legs up the ropes throwing himself back and over to the mat, landing on top of Goth.

ONE!

TWO!

Goth kicks out.

Simone: The was so close, I thought Rvane had it with that amazing counter

Adams: He did almost have it, but he was also in the Goth mission for so long, what damage was done to him?

Simone:Raven is struggling to breathe

Both men get up, tired and beaten up. Raven kicks Goth in the stomach, he hooks Goths arms and goes for the double hammerlock DDT again, Goth spins out of it, kicks Raven in the stomach and goes for the Goth drop again, Raven spins out of it and grabs a bulldog choke, trying to lock in the Conspiracy. Goth stands up and flips Raven up and over. Goth turns kicks Raven in the stomach again and spins Raven around hitting the sinful confession! Raven is out! Goth covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner.... Goth!

The scene opens backstage where we see the youngest Bombshell on the roster Harper Mason working out, even though the youngster doesn't have a match tonight that hasn't stopped her from trying to stay in shape.

Pussy: Harper?

Harper stops her workout and glances up seeing Pussy approaching her.

Harper: Oh hey! I requested some interview time didn't I?

Pussy: Don't tell me you forgot!

Harper: Nah, I was just so in the zone that I didn't see you coming! If you've got questions, fire away.

Pussy: Let's start with last week's opener, that you lost to Crystal.

Harper: Meh.

Harper shrugs her shoulders.

Harper: I knew that was going to be a hard match but I gave it my all! And losing to Crystal is a lot less humiliating than losing to Bea Barnhart.

Pussy: It wasn't that bad.

Harper: When was the last time you saw Ms. Manners?

Pussy: Fair point, but the other question is, what's your manager situation like? Jessie's pregnancy has stopped her from showing up to SCW shows.

Joshua: I can answer that.

Harper grins as former SCW wrestler and SCU Champion Joshua Acquin steps into view, he shares a fist bump with Harper before continuing.

Joshua: After I managed her for the match against Mercedes………

Harper: And I'm still wondering why she got a Roulette Title shot instead of me when I beat her at December 2 Dismember.

Joshua: That'll come in time, don't worry.

Harper: I know but still!

Joshua: I more or less took Harper under my wing, off course that was before Jessie announced her pregnancy.

Harper: Nothing like having a bun in the oven to put any plans on hold for most of the year, right?

Pussy: I suppose not, so does that mean that Josh is your new manager?

Harper: Officially starting from next week.

Joshua: We don't know if Harp will be in action next week but we will be watching the competition closely.

Harper: Especially with Blast from the Past being around the corner.

Pussy: You plan on entering this year's tournament?

Harper: Mostly to get experience rather than outright win it, I mean I won't complain if I do win it and I end up challenging Julianna down the road but still.

Joshua: And I'll be at her side every step of the way.

Harper and Joshua walk off as the scene fades.

We fade in on Mercedes Vargas backstage ahead of tonight's Climax Control. The Hall of Famer is seen blowing on a noisemaker, wearing a party hat, and basking in confetti.

Mercedes: 2023, I hardly knew you. Okay, so last year had not panned out the way that I had hoped, but you know what they say? Out with the old, in with the new!

Mercedes toots her noisemaker a few times.

Mercedes: Despite the setbacks I had over the last 12 months, there's just something about turning a new page. That said, I want to kick off 2024 with a bang. A championship match right out of the gate in my first match wasn't on my bingo card, but I'm not complaining. Not complaining.

Mercedes holds up her hand in innocence.

Mercedes: The day is here, the time has come. This may be a triple threat match, but we all know who is the real triple threat in this match and in this division. See, because, I'm not in that ring with Bobbie Dahl and Seleana Zdunich, they're in that ring with me.

Mercedes smiles, but the expression fades as she narrows her eyes.

Mercedes: Everybody knows the rivalries I have with both Bobbie and Seleana over the years and it's no secret they're also jealous that I'm living the career they only wished they had.

Her eyes doesn't meet the camera as she looks down, smiles to herself, then looks up again.

Mercedes: I am looking forward to making history tonight, or at least try to. Because as this is Bobbie's first title defense, she at least deserves someone who will challenge her. Plus, I bet people are going to love seeing how Bobbie does in the Roulette Division for a change. Seleana and I know what the Roulette Division is all about. We've had our share of battles and the battle scars to prove it. And as Bobbie is about to find out, to survive here, you need to stay ready so you don't have to be ready.

The scene opens backstage where we see at Climax Control where we see the three competitors in tonight's Bombshell Roulette Title Match, the champion Bobbie Dahl and the challengers Mercedes Vargas and Seleana Zdunich.

Simone: It's time for the first Roulette Rules match of the year and for that matter, Bobbie's first defence!

Adams: And she's defending against two stalwarts of the Bombshell Division in Mercedes Vargas and Seleana Zdunich!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready ladies?

The three women nod and Rocky spins the wheel, it eventually stops on Falls Count Anywhere.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh god damn it!

Simone: Things are about to get chaotic to say the least and Jacob's already heading backstage.

Adams: Run Rocky, RUN!

Rocky gets the hell out of dodge right as the two challengers jump Bobbie, by the time Jacob has joined the action Bobbie has started fighting back against her smaller opponents and he calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: And the first Roulette Title Match is underway! A Falls Count Anywhere Match between Bobbie, Mercedes, and Seleana!

Adams: One of these days the bosses will make the wrestlers start the match in the ring!

Once the bell rings and Jacob catches up with the three Bombshells Jacob can only watch as the three women trade blows, eventually Bobbie's able to break free shoving Mercedes away and hitting Seleana with a Belly to Belly Suplex that sends her into the Roulette Wheel, knocking it over in he process! Bobbie goes for her first pin of the match on Seleana!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes breaks it up by slamming a steel chair across the back of Bobbie!

Simone: That's the danger of Triple Threat Matches, either you incapacitate both opponents or the pinfall will be broken up.by the third participant!

Adams: Same goes for Fatal Four Way Matches really! And Bobbie, Seleana and Mercedes have plenty of experience in multiperson matches.

Mercedes measures up Babbie as the larger Bombshell gets up to her feet and when Bobbie does get to her feet Mercedes swings with the chair only to miss and hit the wall instead! By this point Seleana is back on her feet and she dropkicks the chair into Mercedes's face before literally sending Bobie through a wall by sidestepping her opponent! Seleana moves the chair to the side and goes for a pin on Mercedes!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes gets the shoulder up, Seleana frowns before she looks around for something that she can use but Mercedes puts a stop to that with a Superkick as soon as Seleana turns around! Mercedes goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bobbie breaks it up with a big splash on both opponents!

Simone: Come to think of it, this would be an ideal scenario for Georgie to cash in her briefcase.

Adams: Right, Bobbie, Seleana and Mercedes are fighting in the backstage area in a brutal match, if Georgie inserted herself as the fourth woman in this match she'd be in a prime position to win her first title! Assuming off course, her ego has recovered from last week's loss to Bella!

Bobbie doesn't go for the pin however, instead she grabs Seleana by her long blonde hair and starts dragging the Swede o another part if the building though Mercedes isn't far behind and has the steel chair in hand, after a few minutes Seleana breaks free of Bobbie's grip with a stiff elbow to her gut that knocks the wind out of Bobbie and sends her stumbling back into a steel chair shot from Mercedes! This drives Bobbie down to her hands and knees and she remains in this position as Mercedes works over her, at least until Seleana uses the hunched over Bobbie as a springboard to hit Mercedes with a Hurricanrana, sending the chair flying!

Simone: That's something I've never seen before!

Adams: Can't deny that it's effective too and well timed! Bobbie is down and Mercedes was so focussed on softening up the champ that she didn't see Seleana coming!

Seleana holds on for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes gets the shoulder up, both Seleana and Mercedes look for the steel chair but realize that it's not within reach of them but rather Bobbie who now has a hold of the chair and is approaching her two challengers, Seleana and Mercedes share a look, nod, and nail Bobbie with a Double Superkick to the chin, knocking her down! Seleana admires her handiwork only to get a surprise roll up from Mercedes.

ONE!

TWO!

And Seleana kicks out!

Simone: It's every woman for herself in these matches, you'd think that someone who's faced Mercedes as often as Seleana has would be used to her tactics!

Adams: She was obviously caught up in the moment after knocking down the champ! But Bobbie's getting up so they had better stay alert!

All three women get back to their feet but Bobbie is the first to act, cracking Seleana and Mercedes's heads together before they can act! This move sends the two challengers scrambling away but Bobbie catches Mercedes and slams her against the wall horizontally! Bobbie keeps Mercedes pinned to the wall as Jacob moves in to make the rather unique pin on Mercedes!

ONE!

TWO!

And Seleana breaks it up by slamming the steel chair across Bobbie's back! Mercedes drops down first but Bobbie merely drops down to one knee leaving her open to a Shining Wizard from Seleana! Seleana goes for a pin on the champ!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bobbie POWERS out of it!

Simone: Pins are coming so fast I can barely keep up!

Adams: Imagine how Jacob feels! Bobbie, Seleana, and Mercedes are giving him the best exercise he's had all week!

Seleana assesses the situation and rather than go for a pin on Mercedes (who is starting to get up to her feet) she goes to a different part of the arena where there's a large balcony with a couple of tables set up, getting an idea Seleana grabs one of the tables and starts setting it up before the balcony's ledge and goes to get the other table when she is speared to the ground by Mercedes! But before Mercedes can follow that up Bobbie comes running in with a body splash before Powerbombing Mercedes on top of Seleana! Bobbie goes for the pin on both!

ONE!

TWO!

And both challengers kick out at two! Bobbie shakes her head before she sets up the other table and starts making her way up to the balcony but Mercedes has draped an arm across Seleana's chest.

ONE!

TWO!

And Seleana kicks out! Bobbie looks panicked, like she just realize how close she was to being a one and done champion and goes before to retrieve her challengers before heading up the stairs, Mercedes over her shoulder and Seleana under her other arm, needless to say neither of her challengers are amused by this situation.

Simone: It's often been underestimated compared to the likes of Tempest but make no mistake, Bobbie's one of the strongest Bombshells in SCW!

Adams: Throw in some surprising agility for a woman her size and one almost wonders why it took her this long to win her first time! Though if Seleana and Mercedes have anything to see about it, that title will come home with either of them!

By the time Bobbie reaches the balcony both Mercedes and Seleana have recovered enough to start fighting back with them managing to get free within a few seconds incapacitating Bobbie for the moment Seleana goes to hit Mercedes with a Suplex onto the balcony but it gets blocked when Mercedes turns it around into a Northern Lights Suplex! Mercedes bridges for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bobbie breaks it up with a Big Splash Mercedes! Bobbie then goes for a pin on Mercedes!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes kicks out! Bobbie picks up Mercedes as she stands up but Seleana drills them both with a Kendo Stick that she found lying around cracking it against their heads! Seleana then goes for a pin on Mercedes!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes kicks out! The two challengers start brawling near the ledge and go for their respective finishers on each other, the Kattoga on Mercedes and the Black Rose Overdrive on Seleana but they both get blocked!

Simone: Mercedes and Seleana have faced each other so many times that they know their opponents finishers like their own!

Adams: But they had better watch out for Bobbie!

Indeed, Bobbie craks their heads together before picking up both opponents over her shoulder, stepping onto the balcony and sending all three of them the two tables with a Samoan Drop!

Simone: OH MY GOD! Can they even make the pin?!

Adams: Jacob's rushing down to check!

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

By the time Jacob has reached them Bobbie is pinning both challengers with her arms as she's too exhausted to make a proper pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPION, BOBBIE DAHL!

Simone: Bobbie retains in a hard fought defence!

Adams: But who's next for her?

Paramedics rush onto the scene to check on the participants as the scene fades.

A shot of a slot machine was shown with the cameras slowly zooming in to the front screen. All of the sudden a loud voice could be heard despite no one being seen.

For the last twelve years Sin City Wrestling has made their mark on professional wrestling.
Men and women have made sacrifices. They've made moments. They made history.
And a good chunk of them are idolized in the history books. Rightfully so.

By this time the cameras had stopped zooming in. Although their primary focus still very much remained on the slot machine's screen. That voice was heard a second time.

Then there are those that are so idolized, so obsessed over, and at times viewed as the end all be all...
To this place that it has resulted in others being forgotten about.
And in some of the more extreme cases. It has resulted in legacies being erased for good.
Yes, legacies are completely erased and forgotten about.
Never talked about again. Never recognized again.

A slight scoff could be heard with that voice speaking.

No one bats an eye when that happens.
Not a single person even stops to think how that might make one feel.
Especially not the ones that are the most idolized.
In fact they are the ones usually aware of what is happening to those legacies.
And they're proud to be the reason it's killing them off.
Quite sickening to be frank.

All of the sudden the lever to the slot machine could be heard being pulled. Right there on the screen it began to rotate with speed. Each of the three images that were normally seen just spinning with a blur.

There is one man in particular that falls into this category more than others.
There is one man in particular that will do anything to have his legacy drown others.
There is one man in particular that will forever brag about his accomplishments.
His accolades, his championship wins, and his Hall of Fame status until he is blue in the face.
Yet that same man likes to tuck his tail between his legs when things get tough.
Or tries to mask his shortcomings as anything other than what they truly are.
This man deserves every single bad thing imaginable to happen to him.
This man deserves his own legacy, not just in front of him.
But to die in front of all of you.

That voice fell silent for the moment. With the slot machine slowly starting to reveal the images. The first image, the second image, and then the third. All being the same - in most cases it would be a jackpot - but in this case. It seemed to be a certain message being sent loud and clear.

J2H
For far too long you've been looked at as an entity to SCW.
And it's time you come back down to reality.
Because at the end of the day. You're just as mortal as everyone else.
You have a time clock that's ticking just like the rest of us.
And your time is almost up.

By the tone in this person's voice. It appeared that they meant business. Surely no doubt leaving J2H along with the SCW audience confused. The shot remained on that slot machine screen for a couple moments longer. Before the scene faded away.

The camera switches to the backstage area, where we can see several hard-working members of the Sin City family hurrying on in different directions, doing their part to keep this incredible show running as smoothly as possible. Attendants rush by with a collection of Styrofoam coffee cups in front of them, taking them to the camera room. A few costumers walk past, discussing how on earth to sew together a new jacket in time for later in the show. Apparently the old one was part of a luggage delivery that didn't make it. A man pushing a large crate on a pallet jack asks for people to move aside, as he's got to be in position in three minutes. They obediently clear the way, then go back to their own paths, speeding through the halls. In all the controlled chaos, though, there's one man who doesn't seem to be affected. Peter Vaughn steps out from the shadows near the edge of the hall, taking it all in.

Peter Vaughn: I love seeing this all come together.

Vaughn walks forward, deliberately tracing his steps to take the path of least resistance. It's almost like watching someone going upstream through the rapids without getting a single drop of water on him. He looks at the camera, focusing on it even as it returns the favor for him.

Peter Vaughn: For one year now, I've been coming here to Sin City. And I tell you, in all that time, I've never lost my fascination for the men and women who work here and make this place sing. There are people here who have lived and breathed the Sin City air for years and years, putting their hearts and souls into this place. Those people? They deserve better than what happened to start 2024.

Vaughn deftly steps past a technician who is taking a battery pack and mic with him, probably to get someone hooked up for later in the show. He shakes his head, glancing back at him.

Peter Vaughn: Everyone who works here deserves to have a World Heavyweight Champion at the forefront, leading the way through the darkness and bringing the biggest matches in the world to our doorstep. They should have a champion who thinks of the title as more than just a prop that they carry around to various events, shining it up occasionally with a bit of spit and their t-shirt. The wrestler at the top of the mountain should be willing to carry the load for however long they can, shouldering the burden for those who can't make the climb. But that's not what people have at the moment. Right now... they have a vacated championship. A glorious belt that was just... dropped.

A maintenance man comes past, tripping for a second right next to Vaughn. His wrench slips out of his toolbox, spinning in the air... and Vaughn catches it, bringing it back to the toolbox with one smooth motion. The maintenance man thanks him, and then moves on, as Vaughn keeps talking, unphased.

Peter Vaughn: But the most amazing element in our world is that when someone drops the ball... it can be picked up again, and miracles can happen. Now, everyone around here knows that I haven't been putting the pedal to the metal like I've done in other federations. I was content to be the Roulette Champion, continuing to set new records as I enter my 253rd day as champ. But in 2024, things change. The acceleration begins.

Suddenly, as if on cue (which, let's face it, it probably was), every single person disappears from the hallway at the same time, leaving Peter Vaughn the last man standing. He steps forward, getting closer to the camera shot.

Peter Vaughn: Tonight, I take a step towards the World Heavyweight Title, competing along with seven other chosen individuals. I will do whatever it takes to move forward, putting everything I can possibly channel into the contest. And I will continue to launch myself forward, 110%, to bring the glory back to the World Championship. It doesn't stop there, though. I am entering myself into the Blast From The Past Tournament in April. I'm going to seek out a chosen tag-team partner to go for the Mixed Tag straps. I'll be going to war for every single piece of gold I can get my hands on... and I will continue to be the greatest Roulette Champion this company has ever seen, until someone worthy can take it off my hands.

For a few seconds, Vaughn looks around the empty hallway, where the silence seems deafening. He smirks confidently.

Peter Vaughn: And when I'm finished with 2024... everyone here will know what I've done for them.

With that, Vaughn walks out of the shot, likely heading to do final preparations before his match tonight. We cut away.

Cameras had cut back to the ringside area as the next scheduled contest of the night was set to take place. 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.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. It is an elite eight tournament match. Introducing first hailing from Dallas, Texas. Weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds. He is the Mechanic and the reigning SCW Roulette Champion, PETER VAUGHN!

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. As he stood there in the corner stretching out. "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: And now introducing his opponent. Coming from Manchester, United Kingdom and weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. Our reigning SCW Internet Champion, MILES 'MILO' 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!

DING DING DING!

With the sound of the bell the champion vs champion bout was underway. Miles, being the slightly faster and younger of the two, started to circle around the ring forcing Vaughn to follow in suit. Both men are trying to get a feel for each other. Soon enough they stepped up and met in the middle of the ring. A very tight collar and elbow tie-up taking place. Miles quickly transitioned into a side headlock on Vaughn.

The Roulette Champion was no slouch as he grabbed a hold of the waist of Miles and attempted to lift him up. Rather quickly Miles used his weight to his advantage by swinging down out of the hands of Vaughn and taking him right off his feet with a side headlock takeover. Applying more pressure onto the head of Vaughn.

Simone: So far so good for the Internet Champion!

Adams: Miles is without a doubt one of the best wrestlers we have here in SCW. It's time he gets credit for that. No better way than to show out in this Elite Eight tournament to crown a new SCW Heavyweight Champion.

Simone: Couldn't agree with you more, but let's not get too far ahead of ourselves. Our Roulette Champion has been impressive for a long time now. This just might be his time to shine on that next level.

Adams: In order for that to happen. Mr. Vaughn is going to have to find a way to turn the tide because right now Miles is showing he wants it way more.

Back inside the ring Vaughn was starting to get his knees up under him despite being in the headlock. Before getting to a vertical basis and quickly shooting Miles off him towards the ropes. Miles hit them and came back where Vaughn had dropped down for a back body drop like move. Quickly, Miles leaped over him and landed on his feet. Once Vaughn turned around he was met by a Japanese arm drag that sent Vaughn flying out of the ring from under the bottom rope.

This was the perfect opportunity for Miles to really put Vaughn in a bad position. He went charging right for the ropes. Hitting them with force and came flying back across the ring leaping through the middle rope for a suicide di-noo! Before the dive could be completed Vaughn caught Miles right around the head and neck area before dropping back delivering a Snap DDT to the Internet Champion on the thin padding to the hard floor of the arena.

Adams: And that right there might turn the tide.

Simone: The sickening thud Miles head just made hitting the floor right now. I'd be willing to bet he has a concussion.

On the outside Vaughn was grabbing a hold of Miles by his head and then throwing him in the ring without a car. He was quick to slide under the bottom rope and make the cover.

ONE!

KICKOUT!

Vaughn sat there on his knees with a slight smirk on his lips. Before gripping a hold of Miles again and pulling him up to his feet. Gripping the Internet Champion by the wrist he whipped him towards the corner with force. Miles hit hard as he favored his back coming out of it.

This resulted in Vaughn running towards the ropes and using them to Slingshot himself forwards Miles as he grabbed him by his head and drove him into the mat with a Bulldog. The moment Miles' face bashed into the mat. Vaughn rolled him over to make the cover.

ONE!

Simone: Vaughn is quite innovative with some of his offense.

TWO!

Adams: That Bulldog might have just sealed the deal here.

KICKOUT FROM MILES!

Simone: No quitting in Miles tonight! What a strong kick out from our Internet Champion.

Adams: As expected. After all he has to win this match and a couple of others if he wants to become the new SCW Heavyweight Champion. You have to come with all the fight you can muster up.

Vaughn simply shook his head at that moment. Before he gripped a hold of Miles pulling him up once again. This time he lifted Miles up onto his shoulders into the fireman's carry position with something in mind. However, Miles began to drive his elbow right into the side of Vaughn's head. One shot, then a second, and then a third. This allowed Miles to slip right off the shoulders of Vaughn and land on his feet behind him.

He then grabbed a hold of Vaughn and spun him around. Right away Vaughn attempted to swing on the Internet Champion with a clothesline, but it was quickly avoided when Miles caught the arm of Vaughn and turned it into a Standing Spanish Fly driving the Roulette Champion into the mat with all his might. Miles wasted zero time hooking both legs of Vaughn trying to get the victory.

Adams: High impact offense from Miles. Way to counter than into something!

ONE!

Simone: You could see the look on Vaughn's face before he was slammed into the mat. He was taken by surprise. Certainly didn't see that coming by any means.

TWO!

Adams: Miles might've done it! Is this one of the biggest surprises of the new year?!

THR-KICKOUT FROM VAUGHN!

Simone: Oh, it was so close! Oh so close, but as expected Peter Vaughn isn't going down without a fight!

Although, it wasn't the outcome Miles wanted. He was quick to get on his feet and connect with a well placed stomp to the midsection of Vaughn to keep him grounded. This is when Miles stepped through the ropes and began to make his way to the top rope in the nearest corner.

Simone: Here comes that high flying style of Miles.

Adams: It's not always the best offense to use. Not when a lot of guys are known for crashing and burning with it, but under these circumstances. You gotta dig down deep!

Miles perched himself up in the corner and took one look at Vaughn before turning his back to the Roulette Champion. Miles leaping from the top rope for a MOONSAU-NOOO! The moment he leaped off Vaughn kipped to his feet and leaped into the air catching Miles mid-rotation and in mid-air to drive him into the mat with "REVENGED" causing a huge thud to be heard when they hit the mat. The crowd in absolute frenzy over what they jaw saw.

Adams: Oh my god! How was that even possible?!

Simone: I believe that is the first time I've ever seen a moonsault countered like that!

Miles had hit the mat so heard it lead to him floating over and landing on his face. Vaughn was a little slow to recover, but saw the opportunity before him. Crawling towards the Internet Champion and managing to put Miles onto his back to make the cover. The official in position to make the count.

ONE!

Simone: I don't know how Miles kicks out of this! It just seems impossible to me!

TWO!

Adams: I'm sharing that sentiment with you, Belinda. I'm not wanting to see this match come to an end, but holy hell. How does one keep fighting after that?

Simone: You don't. That's it. Miles is out of this tournament.

THRE-NOOOOOO!

MILES GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE AND ITS SEEN!

Adams: Holy Moly! The in-ring awareness of Miles Kasey is second to none!

Vaughn got quite confused by what was taking place and while the official had stopped counting. This lead to him looking behind him and seeing Miles hand holding onto that bottom rope. The face he made said it all. He couldn't believe it, but he had control. All he had to do was finish it. Slamming his hand against the mat in a little bit of frustration he got to his feet and then leaned down to grab a hold of a limp Miles. Taking a moment or two to pull him up to his feet.

Before landing a boot right to the gut of the Internet Champion and forced Miles to double over. Then forcing his head between his legs it appeared Vaughn was going for some type of power move, but the moment he hooked Miles waist and lifted him up to his shoulders. The struggle began with Miles fighting back. He landed an elbow to the crown of Vaughn's head before somehow switching positions on his shoulders and driving backwards hitting a Reverse Frankstiener on the Roulette Champion.

Spiking Vaughn's head into the mat as he somehow popped up on his feet despite being out like a light. No sooner than Vaughn was up, Miles had already sprinted towards the ropes and used them to his advantage. Springing off of them and coming right back grabbing a hold of Vaughn's head and driving him into the mat once again with "BLAST FROM THE PAST". The cheers that were coming from the fans as Miles rolled the Roulette Champion onto his back and made the cover.

ONE!

Adams: That's it! That is one hundred percent it!

TWO!

Simone: Did you see the way Peter was driven into the mat head and neck first, not once? But twice?!

Adams: I sure did! I don't know if there are enough painkillers in the world to help Peter deal with the pain after all of that!

THRE-NOOOOOOO!

VAUGHN GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AT LAST SECOND!

Simone: Whaaaaaaaaaaaat?!

Adams: How is this man still in it after all of that?!

Simone: I got no idea, but he kicked out with a statement! Goodness!

A state of shock took over Miles' expression. However based on the crowd's reaction he wasn't the only one shocked by what had just happened. Vaughn was attempting to get up to his feet after that kick out, but Miles knew what he had to do. Making sure he was the first one to his feet. He grabbed a hold of Vaughn's head as soon as he got up and he proceeded to force him down as he underhooked both his arms before lifting him up off his feet into an awkward position over his back.

Simone: Jason! I think Miles is calling for it here.

Adams: We've seen him put plenty of people away with this move!

It was crystal clear what Miles had in mind at that moment. He went for HAIL TO THE QUEE-NOOOOO! Before Miles could complete the rotation. Vaughn slipped down the back of Miles hooking him around the waist before spinning Miles around with a ripcord and drove Miles into the mat right away with "THE KEYHOLDER". Miles head spiked off the mat before falling over. Vaughn immediately went for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner... PEEETTTEERRR VAAAUUUGGGHNNNNN!

As soon as the bell rang Vaughn had rolled off of Miles and laid there on the mat looking at the arena's lights breathing heavily. Miles on the other hand laid there looking as if he was completely unconscious after his head met the mat.

Adams: What a match!

Simone: It's a shame that someone had to lose. Peter and Miles were out here putting on a clinic. I could have easily watched them go another fifteen-twenty minutes.

Adams: We're only fourteen days into the new year and these two might already set the standard for Match of the Year.

Simone: That being said a Congratulations to Peter. He'll be moving on in the Elite Eight. One step closer to holding that SCW Heavyweight Championship.

Inside the ring Vaughn was able to get to his feet with the help of the ropes. He was handed the SCW Roulette Championship as he was quick to raise it into the air. There was a little bit of a mixed reaction from the crowd. It was clear who they had truly wanted to see. Vaughn quickly rolled out of the ring and started to head back up the ramp. By this time Miles was starting to sit up and come to the realization of what had just happened. A close up shot was shown of him and could be seen nodding his head seemingly coming to terms with the reality. The cameras then cut away from the ring.

Julianna DiMaria is backstage with the world championship shortly before she is due to defend the title for the 4th time. She finds herself in more of an amused mood than anything but even with the crowd booing her quite a bit, she's still able to brush everything off before she begins to express her thoughts.

Julianna: I'm already going to say it. It's going to be ten and oh. It's going to be four successful Bombshells title defenses. I know it seems silly and foolish to come out and say that, but come on now. This is Bea Barnhart we're talking about. Now look, I can talk about her promo coming into this thing and I can break it down point by point, but what's the use? It's not like she ever says anything worthwhile and in that promo she didn't. I've been using the term 'Groundhog Day' and that's what this is. She has nothing to talk about. She has no capability of evolving or ever fucking learning anything. She's merely… well… Bea Barnhart.

Julianna rolls her eyes, obviously showing that she is nowhere near as impressed with Georgie at all.

Julianna: If I'm Georgie, I wouldn't bother trying to cash in. She's not going to beat me. Better Bombshells than her have faced me and already failed so what makes her think she's got a chance. Cash in on the mixed tag team champions! Cash in on the Roulette or the Internet Champion. MAYBE she's got a chance if she cashes in on one of them. But against me? She's merely wasting the briefcase. Then again, when you consider that she went out and lost to Bella Madison last week and when you consider that most of her career hasn't amounted to much, you may even be able to make the argument that the briefcase is already wasted anyway. Pity! But see, this is why I was happy when Alexandra Calaway grew a spine and challenged me last week because if more of the bigger names had the spine that she does, or weren't too busy with other championships or other things, then people like Georgie Robertson wouldn't be in position to win a briefcase like that.

Julianna has a pause where she scoffs and laughs to herself, obviously amused by the fact that she just laid out there.

Julianna: So if you struggle to beat someone like that before… I know, I get it… you retained the Roulette title in a triple threat… then what makes you think that you're going to beat someone that's about to be a clean ten and oh? Shoot, at the rate I'm going, I just might have the longest winning streak in this division this side of Andrea Hernandez and after tonight, I'm only going to need nine more wins to surpass her for possibly the longest win streak this division has ever seen.

Julianna leaves the scene at this point, full of confidence and knowing she's about to make it a fourth straight SCW Bombshells title defense. She's hearing some more boos as the scene fades out.

The backstage roving camera person catches up with Bea Barnhart who is walking down the hallway so she will be near the staging area to be ready for her entrance for her match against Julianna DiMaria for the World Bombshell Championship. Bea acknowledges the camera person as they walk alongside of her as she makes her way to the staging area.

Bea: Want to know something Julianna? I know you did not expect to be defending the World Bombshell Championship at the second Climax Control of 2024 and even more so you did not expect to be defending the Championship against me. Ahhh. . .the world is damn sure full of surprises eh?

Bea pauses her comments as she turns a corner and continues to walks down the hallway to get to the staging area.

Bea: Now, Julianna, we all know that the plan is to have you defend the World Bombshell Championship at My Bloody Valentine IV against Alexandra Calaway. What you need to know is that dreams are meant to not come true and bubbles are made to burst. I am your dream destroying. . .bubble bursting. . destroyer. When I walk away from our match with the World Bombshell Championship in my possession you can whine, complain, bitch, moan, and complain, that you lost the World Bombshell Championship to me but I do not give a damn!

Bea arrives at the staging area where she stops and looks into the camera.

Bea: In a few minutes we step into the wrestling ring with you as the World Bombshell Champion and me as the challenger for the Championship. When the match is over my hand will be raised in victory and while I leave the ring as the newly crowned World Bombshell Champion you will leave the ring defeated and deflated. Enjoy! Bye!

Justin: The following contest is your main event of the evening and it is for the SCW World bombshell Championship!

WE'RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT by Twisted Sister hits the speakers and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. Her wrestling attire consists of black leather pants, a white pullover type of tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket. As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring where she climbs the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She plays the crowd for a bit before running across the ring leaping up into a corner then executing a backflip landing on her feet. Bea then settles into a corner to wait for her match to start.

Justin: Introducing first, the challenger, weighing in at 130 pounds and hailing from Lawrencville, Georgia, BEA BARNHART!

Adams: Here we go, Bea Barnhart has arrived!

Simone: This could get interesting!

Paranoid hits the speakers as Julianna DiMaria appears on the stage, greeted by some boos from the fans in attendance. She ignores them and heads down to the ring with a confident, focused look on her face. Once she heads inside the ring, she cracks her knuckles, indicating she's ready to fight and afterward does the "talk to the hand" gesture toward all the fans that are booing her, displaying another touch of arrogance to get the fans against her even more.. She heads to her corner and scoffs at the reaction she's getting as the song fades and she waits for what's coming next.

Justin: And her opponent, weighing in at 125 pounds and hailing from San Diego, California… the SCW World Bombshells Champion… JULIANNA DiMARIA!

Adams: And the Champion is here!

Simone: This is definitely gonna be interesting.

DING DING DING!

Julianna smirks almost playfully as she and Bea stare across the ring at each other. The two start to circle, Bea looking determined as she goes while Julianna has a look in her eyes that says, "this won't take long," as a mood. Bea comes across the ring to lock-up. Julianna spins, side-stepping Bea and catching her for a drop toehold. Bea goes down hard onto the mat and Julianna kicks her in the ass before backing up. Bea looks up, visibly annoyed. Julianna steps back, smirking and almost laughing at the ease with which she accomplished that turn of events. Bea starts to get up and makes it to all fours. Julianna jumps forward and takes a rolling cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

BEA KICKS OUT!

Bea starts to spin away but Julianna grabs a front facelock on the mat. Bea tries to pull loose but Julianna maintains her grip. Bea tries to pull back and Julianna jumps into a guillotine. Bea reaches out and grabs the bottom rope. Julianna adjusts herself and starts up, still maintaining her grasp on the front facelock. Bea tries to throw punches to get loose. Julianna drives a knee into Bea's midsection. Bea doubles over and Julianna snaps off a DDT. Julianna covers Bea.

ONE!

TWO!

BEA KICKS OUT!

Julianna leans in and starts to grind her forearm across Bea's face. Bea grabs onto Julianna and rolls the champion into an inside cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

JULIANNA KICKS OUT!

Julianna sits up, looking outraged that Bea even got that much on her. She starts to bash away with elbow strikes, hammering Bea over and over and over again. Bea tries to cover up and then goes for a cradle. Julianna blocks it and gets her into a jackknife pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

BEA KICKS OUT!

Adams: Julianna DiMaria is just seemingly insulted that Bea Barnhart thinks she might belong in the same ring as our World Bombshell Champion!

Simone: Bea Barnhart's already showing her up so to speak right now just because Julianna's trying to put her away in quick fashion. Julianna better pull head from ass or this is gonna get embarrassing for real for her.

Adams: Bea Barnhart is still fighting perception with some people as much as she is the people inside the ring despite having been a champion already. What does she have to do to make them all shut up?

Simone: They might not but if this match keeps going on like this where Julianna thinks she's so much further along in terms of God-given talent than Bea is that she doesn't have to try much at all, it's going to end poorly for her and her championship reign. Her sense of entitlement is setting her up for a monumental fall. I don't know if Bea is the one to do it, but if Julianna keeps this up tonight, it'll happen and I have no idea what happens if and when it does.

The two competitors start to get to their feet and Julianna grabs at Bea. Bea spins into a backslide.

ONE!

TWO!

JULIANNA KICKS OUT!

Bea hops up, beating Julianna to her feet. With Julianna still on her knees, Bea snaps off a big roundhouse kick to the chest. Julianna takes the shot and Bea gives her another one. Julianna recoils from the shot and starts back up. Bea kicks again and Julianna recoils again. Bea starts to kick repeatedly, hitting Julianna again and again and again and again and again and again. Julianna sits there bobbing up and around like a wobbling top and Bea snaps off a big kick to the face. Julianna goes down hard and Bea jumps on for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

JULIANNA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Bea gets up and starts pulling Julianna with her. Julianna tries to punch her way out but Bea hits back. Julianna slaps the taste out of Bea's mouth and then points to herself, screaming that Bea can't touch her. Bea slaps Julianna back in kind, almost spinning Julianna's head clean off. Julianna looks back insulted and slaps Bea again. Bea shakes her head and slaps Julianna again as well. Julianna starts to come back and Bea starts slapping away, alternating with either hand. Julianna staggers back and Bea finishes with a big forearm shot that spins Julianna around completely. Bea grabs her and hits the Bea Bulldog. Bea covers.

ONE!

TWO!

JULIANNA JUST GETS A SHOULDER UP AT THE VERY LAST POSSIBLE SECOND!

Adams: Bea is making inroads here that I doubt Julianna ever saw coming. She's been hammering away on Julianna and Julianna looks like she never saw that train coming until she was already under it.

Simone: She better figure something out or the train might just back up on her and run her ass over a second time. Julianna wants to make a statement and right now, the statement she's making is that she's vulnerable. This could shake her to her core.

Adams: We know how this'll end if she makes the comeback, right? If Julianna manages to make everybody forget she was ever in danger? If she turns the tables and manages to pull this one out?

Simone: I think she needs to be worried right now about what happens if she doesn't? Bea's on a roll right now and if that roll keeps going, there won't be any comeback to speak of. Julianna won't just be vulnerable, she'll be wondering how in the hell did this happen to me? This should not be happening to me and right now, she's letting it happen whether she likes it or not.

Bea starts to pull Julianna up and Julianna gives her a shove. Bea staggers and Julianna grabs her from behind. She runs Bea into the ropes and gets her into an O'Connor roll.

ONE!

TWO!

BEA KICKS OUT!

Julianna is propelled into the ropes. Julianna rebounds back and Bea kicks Julianna to send her back into ropes. Bea jumps into a forearm shot. Julianna bounces off the rops and Bea gets an Irish whip. Julianna runs across the ring and rebounds back. Bea runs over and hits a running hip attack that knocks Julianna down hard. Bea jumps on for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

JULIANNA PULLS BEA INTO A CRADLE!

ONE!

TWO!

BEA REVERSES!

ONE!

TWO!

JULIANNA REVERSES!

ONE!

TWO!

BEA KICKS OUT!

The two stand up and start trading shots, Julianna, Bea, Julianna, Bea, Julianna, Bea, Julianna, Bea, Julianna, Bea, Julianna, Bea, Julianna, Bea, Julianna, Bea. Julianna starts for a full nelson. Bea blocks it and Julianna gets a forward Russian leg sweep. Julianna covers.

ONE!

TWO!

BEA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Julianna angrily drags up Bea. Bea splits Julianna's grip and blasts her with a big forearm shot to the face. Julianna returns fire and Bea staggers back. She comes back for a big dropkick and Julianna is knocked back into the ropes. Bea comes in for an Irish whip again. Julianna reverses it and Bea runs across the ring. She rebounds off the far ropes and comes back for a flying forearm shot. Julianna sidesteps it and Bea crashes to the mat. Julianna jumps into a rolling cradle.

ONE!

TWO!

BEA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Julianna tries to get another cradle but Bea blocks it and shoves her off. Julianna comes back for a kick. Bea catches the foot and hits a capture suplex. Julianna hits hard and starts to come up a little. Bea hits a running dropkick to the back of the head. Julianna tumbles over and Bea covers.

ONE!

TWO!

JULIANNA REVERSES INTO A CRADLE!

ONE!

TWO!

BEA KICKS OUT!

Bea gets up and hits a knee to the side of the head. Julianna spins away from the force of the impact. Bea hits a knee lift. Julianna goes down and Bea hits a knee drop. Bea covers.

ONE!

TWO!

JULIANNA KICKS OUT!

Bea gets a big kick and Julianna falls back slightly. Bea grabs her and pulls her up. Julianna hts double knee facebreaker. Bea falls down hard. Julianna covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

BEA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Julianna gets up and frantically nails Bea with a big forearm shot. Julianna jumps up into a flying leg lariat. Bea goes down hard. Julianna drops an elbow and then goes into a springboard senton. Julianna covers.

ONE!

TWO!

BEA GETS A SHOULDER UP!

Julianna starts up to her feet and pulls Bea up. Bea blasts Julianna in the face with a forearm. Julianna hits back. Bea hits a roundhouse kick. Julianna spins and Bea rolls her up.

ONE!

TWO!

JULIANNA KICKS OUT!

The two get up to their feet again and Julianna gets in a knee to the midsection. Bea doubles over and Julianna hits the DiMaria Code. Bea hits hard and Julianna covers.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL SCW World Bombshell Champion, Julianna DiMaria!

Julianna sits back, looking like she can't believe what has just happened as the referee retrieves her belt. Julianna snatches it back, still sitting back by the ropes.

Adams: Julianna DiMaria gets the win and retains her championship despite a very game Bea Barnhart getting closer than Julianna obviously thought possible.

Simone: Julianna pulled that one out of the fire but I think she just put herself on notice that everyone is going to come at her like this.

Adams: Julianna DiMaria is still your SCW World Bombshell Champion.

Simone: Bea Barnhart might have just shown the world that she won't be for much longer.

Adams: Indeedy!

Simone: Well, that's all we have for now, but join us next week as we head to Greeley, Colarado! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying good night everyone!

The camera fades to Julianna clutching her championship.

THANK YOU! to everyone who wrote for this show!