Adams: Bobbie obviously retained the title over Harper at My Bloody Valentine but Bea got a big win over Seleana Zdunich on the same night, will lightning strike twice.

Simone: One way to find out! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IT IS FOR THE BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP! THANKS TO A SPIN OF THE WHEEL WE KNOW THAT IT'LL BE A STEEL CAGE MATCH! THE BOMBSHELLS WILL HAVE TO ESCAPE THE CAGE OR SCORE A PINFAL OR SUBMISSION IF THEY WANT TO WIN!

The open beats to "Happy" by Pharrell Williams starts to play. The line 'Clap along if you know that happiness is the truth' appears on the screen and the fans start to clap along to the music. They clap alone for a few moments, waiting for who they know is about to walk through the curtain.

Justin: Introducing first, from Coal City, Illinois, weighing 240ibs she is the Bombshell Roulette Champion, BOBBIE DAHL!

After the music plays for some time, Bobbie Dahl bursts through the curtains, clapping along with the music and the fans, with the Bombshell Roulette title draped over her shoulder. She is joined by Artie at her side as they both smile and get amped up along with the fans.

Simone: Bobbie finally won her first title at December 2 Dismember and thus far? She's been unstoppable!

Adams: But how well will she do in the Steel Cage?

Bobbie and Artie then start making their way to the ring, high fiving fans along the way. Once to the ring, Artie walks up the steps first, and holds the cage door open for his lady. She steps through the door then holds the Bombshell Roulette Championship up high, getting the fans to cheer louder for her as she stands in the middle of the ring. Artie exits the ring a few moments later, taking his place on the outside to support his wife.

Justin: Introducing the challenger!

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.

Justin: From Lawrenceville, Georgia, BEA BARNHART!

Bea however decides to start climbing the cage rather than enter through the door like Bobbie, Bobbie quickly realizes what Bea's plan is and tells Artie to get the hell out of the cage which he does so without hesitation, sure enough Bea hits Bobbie with a High Cross Body off the top of the cage prompting Jasmine to call for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: Not often that we see Bea take risks like that but it was effective!

Adams: And a great way to gain the early advantage on Bobbie!

As soon as Jasmine calls for the bell she drops down to count Bea's pin on Bobbie.

ONE!

TWO!

And Bobbie gets the shoulder up, Bea continues to stomp away at Bobbie before she decides to start climbing the cage, hoping to win the Bombshell Roulette Title as quickly as possible, this doesn't work out though as she didn't do enough damage to Bobbie and Bobbie grabs her challenger by the legs before Powerbombing her, first into the opposite cage wall and then to the matt! Bobbie goes for her first pin of the match!

Simone: The match is just barely underway and we've already seen two pinfalls apiece.

Adams: Shows how badly Bobbie and Bea want the Bombshell Roulette Title!

Bobbie figures that she's done enough damage to Bea and starts climbing up the cage wall, hoping to retain her title, however Bea chases after her and the two women meet atop the cage where they start trading punches, Bobbie whilst she has one leg over the cage wall and Bea whilst she's right below her opponent, however a stiff punch from Bea rocks Bobbie and nearly causes her to lose her balance allowing Bea to grab her larger opponent AND HIT BOBBIE WITH A SUPERPLEX OFF THE TOP OF THE CAGE!

Simone: OH MY GOD! SUPERPLEX OFF THE TOP OF THE CAGE!

Adams: I BET HB CARTER FELT THAT IMPACT BACK IN VEGAS! HOW ARE BOBBIE AND BEA STILL CONSCIOUS?!

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

Jasmine immediately checks on Bobbie and Bea following the impact but once it becomes clear that they are both okay she can only sit back and wait as the rules of the cage match mean that she can't count either champion or challenge, but Bea eventually starts to stir and she goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bobbie gets the shoulder up! But thinking quickly Bea grabs Bobbie's arm and locks the champion in a Triangle Choke! Jasmine gets into position to see if Bobbie wants to tap out but the champion refuses as she starts to fight the hold.

Simone: Bobbie is in serious trouble now!

Adams: Yeah, she was already reeling from the Superplex off the cage but now Bea has her in a Triangle Choke as well.

Bea tries to crank up the pressure but Bobbie isn't giving up! She instead stands up and powers Bea up but Bea manages to slip free of the improvised Powerbomb and tries for a Sunset Flip, this goes about as well as you'd expect as Bobbie yanks her up and sends challenger into a backflip with a discuss lariat!

Simone: And all it took was one Lariat for Bobbie to regain control of the match!

Adams: I think I saw Bea's head land in the cheap seats!

Bobbie goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bea gets the shoulder up! Bobbie has decided that she's had enough of Bea and starts making her way towards the cage door, looking to end the match that way, however right as Jasmine opens the door for her Bea hits Bobbie with a Chop Block that drives her to one knee, she then starts kicking away at Bobbie's leg as Jasmine closes the door Bea thinks she has the match and the Roulette Title won as Bea calls for the One Two Three!

Simone: Is Bea really going to try to hit Bobbie with the One Two Three?!

Adams: Does she even have the strength for it?

Turns out that even with Bobbie's weakened knee, the answer is no, so Bea changes tactics by running at the cage wall to try for the Bea Bulldog but Bobbie gets a sudden burst of energy AND SPEARS HERSELF AND BEA RIGHT THROUGH THE CAGE WAL! Bea lies still on the toppled cage wall whilst Bobbie rolls off the side, winning the match!

DING DING DING!

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

Simone: Bobbie retains in a hard fought contest!

Adams: I have to wonder who's next in line to challenge her!

Bobbie celebrates her win with Artie whilst Jasmine checks on Bea.

We cut to the backstage area where we see Harper Mason watching Bobbie's celebration after her successful defence against Bea.

Harper: I was so close to that being me!

Joshua: You'll get there, don't worry!

Harper glances over at her manager Joshua.

Harper: I know I will but it still weighs heavily on the mind, guess I understand why Jessie got so obsessed.

Harper shakes her head.

Harper: Not that I'm looking to emulate her or anything off course, but I've been replaying the end of the Roulette Title Match with Bobbie ever since that night.

Joshua: You said you wanted to rebuild right?

Harper: Right, and hopefully that starts next week, I'll even take a match with Ms. Manners to get back to where I want to be! Basically, I want to start from the bottom and build myself back up.

Joshua: And don't worry, I'll help you every step of the way Harp, you're a talented girl and that match was a setback, but with my guidance? You'll have nothing to worry about.

Harper: Yeah, I know, kinda feels like it'll take forever though.

Harper sighs.

Harper: At least it's someone who actually beat me this time rather than Mercedes, even if it's Bea.

Joshua: No doubt about that, but for now, let's focus on your next match.

Harper: Yeah, if and when it happens.

Harper and Josh walk off as the scene fades.

The scene opens backstage at the Walter Pyramid, the atmosphere charged with anticipation as the Climax Control event draws near. Bella is seen pacing back and forth, her nerves palpable as she prepares for her upcoming match against Georgie Robertson. But amidst the chaos and excitement, there's one thing on Bella's mind—her relentless pursuit of Christian Underwood to reveal the mystery behind her Blood Bath Brawl prize.

Bella catches sight of Christian in the distance, talking animatedly with another staff member. Without hesitation, she rushes towards him, her determination driving her forward.

Bella: Christian! Hey, wait up!

Christian turns to face Bella, a wary expression crossing his features as he braces himself for another round of questioning.

Christian: Bella, I'm a bit busy at the moment. Can this wait?

Bella's eyes narrow with determination as she falls into step beside Christian, matching his pace with relentless persistence.

Bella: Oh, it can't wait, Christian. I've been waiting long enough. TWO WEEKS to be exact. I need to know what that prize is, and I need to know now.

Christian sighs, shaking his head in exasperation as he tries to evade Bella's inquiries.

Christian: Bella, I've already told you, it's a surprise. You'll find out soon enough.

But Bella refuses to back down, her determination unwavering as she continues to badger Christian with relentless determination.

Bella: Come on, Christian, you can't keep me in the dark forever. Just tell me, please. I've been patient, I've played by the rules, and I deserve to know what I've won.

Christian offers a weary smile, realizing that Bella won't be easily swayed.

Christian: Bella, I admire your persistence, I really do. But you'll just have to trust me on this one. It'll be worth the wait, I promise.

But Bella refuses to accept Christian's assurances, her resolve stronger than ever as she continues to hound him with unyielding determination.

Bella: I've heard that one before, Christian. But I'm not giving up until you give me some answers.

Producer: BELLA! WE NEED YOU IN THE GORILLA!

Christian: Ope, Bella, you're needed in gorilla. I guess it'll have to wait a little longer.

Bella grumbles for a moment and wants to throw a little bit of a fit but she takes a deep breath and calms herself.

Bella: Fine. But this isn't over, Underwood.

Christian: I so look forward to it, Ms. Madison.

With that, Bella leaves Christian behind, slightly more annoyed than before. But her pursuit of the truth is far from over, and Christian knows that Bella won't rest until she uncovers the mystery behind her prize. He just shakes his head as Mark walks up to him.

HS: She's not going to leave you alone until you tell her, you know this right?

Christian: I wonder if her mom was like this so young in her career too.

HS: We must remember to ask her.

“Clouds" by NF plays on the arena speakers, causing the crowd to cheer for the arrival of “Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons who appears onstage with the Roulette Championship and heads into the ring.

Justin: Please welcome at this time, The NNNEEEEEEWWWWW SCW Roulette Champion,..."UNBREAKABLE" EDDIE LYONS!!!

Eddie takes some time to give a few high fives at ringside, before he gets into the ring, and waits for the crowd and his music to die down before speaking.

Eddie Lyons: How's everyone doing tonight in LBC?

The crowd cheers and gives Eddie his cheap pop.

Eddie Lyons: That's great. I hope you're all enjoying the show tonight. Now first and foremost I want you to all give a round of applause for Peter Vaughn. He lifted this championship up and always fought to defend it. I may not always agree with his tactics, but he deserves respect for what he did for this championship. So let's hear it for Peter.

The crowd obliges, and gives Peter a round of applause.

Eddie Lyons: Now that's taken care of, what does the future hold for Eddie Lyons now? What comes next for me? Well that's easy. I'm going to be a fighting champion, and I'm going to be a champion for each and every one of you. Eddie Lyons will be a champion of the people.

The crowd cheers, and an Eddie chant starts.

Eddie Lyons: You all never gave up on me and I thank you for that. Now I stand here as YOUR Roulette Champion. I'm here as a symbol for those who have trouble believing in themselves. This championship on my shoulder is a sign ti always keep fighting. You will succeed if you try and don't give up on yourself. I almost wanted to but you didn't let me and now I'm a champion.

The crowd claps and cheers again.

Eddie Lyons: Anyone out there who thinks they can't do it. You can. I did it, and you can too. Don't become a prisoner of your own mind. Believe in yourself, stay motivated and you too will achieve whatever your dreams may be, and know that I believe in you too. Life may beat you down but you're stronger than you think. YOU are also UNBREAKABLE because you are strong and you will keep fighting to reach your goals.

The crowd cheers some more

Eddie Lyons: Speaking of goals. After I three-peat Justin Smith later, I will continue to take on all comers as a fighting champion. Gotta set some new goals so that means trying to hold this longer than Peter Vaughn did. My goal is to be one of the greatest to hold this. I made my vow to Peter than I would carry this with just as much respect as he did, and I wont be seen as one who breaks his vows. So my message to the locker room is simple. I took the Roulette Championship from Peter Vaughn when nobody else could.

The camera cuts to a closeup of Eddies face

Eddie Lyons: Anyone who is back there looking at me as weak, or thinks facing me might get you an easier route to a championship, better think again. Come at me if you want. Challenge me, call me out. Just know that I'm ready. Even if you want to surprise me with a briefcase, I'll be ready. I am “Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons and I am your SCW Roulette Champion.I dare anyone to enter the lions den and try and take it, just be careful. You might get mauled to pieces.

Eddie raises his championship high to a warm reception from the crowd, as he makes his exit to “Clouds" by NF.

The throbbing beat of Adam Lambert's For your entertainment fills the venue. A body can be seen in shadow as the fans turn towards the entrance. A strobing light flashes behind the body that turns slowly as a spotlight slowly lights up the ramp area and kills the strobe to reveal a brunette in a black leather jacket over black tights and staring down into the ring, a slow smirk beginning to cross her lips. Heading to the ring, she stops at the ring stairs and then moves slowly up to the apron and into the ring where she moves towards a corner and leans back against the turnbuckles with one foot on the bottom rope.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first. From South London, She is GEORGIE ROBERTSON.

The smirk returns as she looks at the camera and snaps off a contemptuous salute before pulling off the jacket to reveal a dark halter with silver buckles on it. She turns and once more leans into the corner to await the bell.

Arena goes dark as the ominous tones of New Year's Day's “Shut up" begins to blare. The entrance lights up as does the video screen that shows climbing up a set of stairs we see with each step taken with a different footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kick pads

Justin: And her opponent. From New York, New York. BELLA MADISON!

The roar comes over the sound system as we see Bella standing on top of the entrance. She stands wearing her wrestling gear along with a ring jacket with the hood up and starts making her way to the ring. Towards the end of the chorus she hops up on the ring side and climbs to the second rope, drops the hood of the jacket with a smirk and a wink as the song fades out.

DING DING DING!

As soon as the bell sounded Bella and Georgie found themselves coming out of their respective corners. Each woman trying to get a feel for each other by circling around the order. Georgie made the first move as she reached out and attempted to grab a hold of Bella. Quickly Bella kicked her right in the arm to keep her distance for the time being. That kick seemed to frustrate Georgie just for a moment.

As she quickly turned right back around to rush Bella going for a clothesline, but Bella had that scouted as well. She ducked under the arm of Georgie and turned around. Georgie had hit the ropes due to her momentum taking her that way. Bella quickly then caught her with an arm drag that took her off her feet. It sends Georgie flying out of the ring from under the bottom rope.

Adams: Bella is on her A Game right now.

Simone: She's really been coming into her own for the last month or so. Finding her footing here in SCW. I'm excited for her.

Adams: You along with a lot of the fans! Bella has all the makings of a future Bombshell World Champion.

Bella had Georgie sized up on the outside. She went rushing towards the ropes to use them for leverage and when she came back she went for a SUCIDE DI-NOO! Before she could complete the dive through the ropes. Georgie caught her and then slammed her face first into the ring apron causing her to fall out of the ring the rest of the way. Bella rolled around on the mat on the outside holding her face.

Simone: You know as well as I know Jason. The ring apron is the hardest part of the ring. Nothing about that felt good.

Adams: No, not at all. Especially considering it involved her face hitting the ring apron. Yeah, I feel for Bella right about now.

Simone: Got to give it to Georgie though. That's one way to take your opponent's momentum away!

Drew was standing there in the ring telling the ladies to bring it back in the ring. Something Georgie ignored for the moment as she grabbed a hold of Bella and pulled her to her feet. Pushing her against the barricade and delivering a KNIFE EDGE CHOP right there on the outside. The skin to skin contact could be heard so clearly as Bella held her chest in pain. Quickly Georgie grabbed the back of Bella's head and then tossed her back into the ring.

Bella crawled towards the corner a little bit trying to create some separation for the time being. Once she stood up and turned around. She saw Georgie coming right for her. Bella dodged a bullet when she moved at the last second causing Georgie to hit chest first into the turnbuckle and come stumbling out of the corner. Bella was already up on her feet as she hit the ropes and came back at the perfect time delivering a YAKUZA KICK to the back of the head flattening Georgie. Bella dropped down to roll her over and make the first cover of the match.

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Simone: I know Georgie is quite the fighter. She's proven that many times, but a kick to the back of the head. I thought for sure that would be it.

Adams: Can't say I blame the logic there. Bella came in with some heat on that kick, but this all comes down to just how bad someone wants it more. Georgie isn't going to go down without a true fight.

Knowing that she was in control for the time being. Bella made sure to keep it. A well placed kick to the gut kept Georgie down on the mat for the moment. Long enough for Bella to step over her and head for the corner. She grabbed the top rope and then leaped to the top. Wasting no time at all she leaped off for a MOONSAUL-NO! Georgie rolled out of the way at the last second causing Bella to crash and burn to the mat. Hitting hard on her chest as she leaned up holding it in pain. Georgie saw the opportunity presented for herself. She came forward with a SUPERKICK to the kneeling Bella and knocked her flesh against the mat. Right away she covered Bella. Drew right there to make the count.

Adams: What a superkick!

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Simone: But it wasn't enough to put Bella away just yet.

Georgie sat there for a moment shaking her head. Before she grabbed a hold of Bella's long blonde hair and pulled her up with her. Once they were at a vertical stance. Georgie wrapped her arms around the head of Bella and went rushing towards the corner Bella leaped out of. Her intentions were clear as she went for SLICE BRE-NOOO! Bella managed to stop it by forcing Georgie up and over her.

She flipped all the way over Bella and landed on her feet. There was a little confusion on the face of Georgie but she didn't even have time to process what had happened. Bella was already perched into the corner as she leaped off and grabbed the head of Georgie on her way down to execute a TORNADO DDT right in the middle of the ring. Georgie's head spiked off the mat before she fell on it. Bella going for the cover again.

ONE!

Simone: My goodness! The way Georgie's head bounced off the mat!

TWO!

Adams: It looked pretty nasty Belinda. It took all of a few seconds for Bella to turn this back into her favor!

THR-NO!

KICK OUT FROM GEORGIE JUST IN TIME!

Simone: Oh wow! I thought it was over.

Adams: And by the look on Bella's face so did she. She can't get frustrated now though. She has to stay putting the pressure on with Georgie.

Bella sat there on her knees breathing a little heavy. Not looking the happiest that Georgie still had some fight left in her, but that was part of the game. She got to her feet and backed up, calling for Georgie to get up. Slowly but surely Georgie had rolled over and was pushing herself to her feet. Using the ropes for the leverage to help pull herself up. Letting go of the ropes she turned around and Bella came rushing out of the corner for her. Bella got right within reach and Georgie completely turned the tables with a surprise SLINGBLADE catching Bella right out of her momentum and planting her into the mat harshly.

Despite being taken down so rapidly, Bella was starting to get to her feet rather quickly. Although, it looked like the lights were on but nobody was home. Bella's dazed look was a very telling story. Georgie was up just as fast as she caught Bella with a kick to the gut. Georgie took a few steps back before coming forward and driving Bella down into the mat with a FAMEASSER. Again Bella's head could be seen bouncing off the mat but this time she stayed put. Georgie dropping down and rolling her over to make the cover.

Simone: Georgie just made a statement!

ONE!

Adams: I don't know how Bella got up after the first move. But the second one?! That was the stamp to end this thing.

TWO!

Simone: Motivation is a crazy thing to see! When you want something you'll go to great lengths to achieve it!

THRE-NO!

BELLA GOT HER SHOULDER UP!

Adams: What?! She kicked out?!

Simone: She sure did! Bella is proving without a shadow of a doubt she belongs on this roster. My goodness!

Inside the ring Georgie wasn't happy. She was already getting to her feet and doing so with a little bit of attitude. The frustration was starting to get to her in a big way, She pulled Bella up to her feet before quickly whipping her towards the corner. She hit it with force and kind of just went limp, Georgie sized her up for a moment. Only to rush right in aiming for Bella's head. Leaping up for ONE AND DO-NOOOO! Before she could strike with that knee to Bella's head. Bella moved out of the way. Forcing Georgie to drive her knee right into the top turnbuckle. Georgie hobbled backwards as it was clear she was favoring her knee.

Simone: Georgie could have just blown out her knee there!

Adams: For those that are watching. That might be a pad there, but there's still steel under that padding. It doesn't provide as much cushion as you'd think.

Georgie was still hobbling around as she turned herself round. Once she did Bella was there to greet her with a kick to the gut. Grabbing a hold of Georgie's head before picking her up and then planting her in the ring for ASHES TO ASHES leaving Georgie laid out flat. Bella then rolled her over and hooked both of the legs of the woman for extra leverage. Drew sliding down to make the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner... BELLLLAAAA MAAADIIISOONNN!

With the bell sounding Bella rolled herself off of Georgie and made her way to her feet. Drew grabbed a hold of her wrist and raised it into the air. Quite a few cheers coming from the fans in attendance.

Adams: Big win here for Bella. She put in the work and made sure she got the job done!

Simone: That's not to take anything away from Georgie either. She was laying it on thick all night long as well. Both women were taking the best shot the other hand, but Bella just wanted it a little more.

Back inside the ring Georgie had managed to sit up and realize what had happened. Looking defeated, but at the same time nodded her head a bit. As if she understood she had been bested this time around. By then Bella had rolled out of the ring and started to slap hands with the fans while making her way back up the ramp. This led to the cameras cutting away from the ring.

WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
Finn Whelan (c) vs Goth

A wide shot of what appeared to be a forrest area was shown. The howling wind was more than heard. It sounded as if someone was whistling. It wasn't long before something or rather someone was seen stepping out of the darkness. The figure revealed to be the one they called Entity.

My Bloody Valentine.
It has come. It has went.
J2H will never be the same again.
And he is in my review mirror going forward.
Yet, I hear the questions. I hear the chatter.
I hear the sly comments about me.

Despite the mask covering the person's face. They facial features of a scowling look could be seen.

It's okay though.
My ego can handle those things.
Especially considering you dont understand.
You dont understand my mission.
You dont understand my logic.
You dont understand me.
But then again you dont care to.
Just like you didnt care when many moons ago.
Something I never forgot. . .

The masked figure began to step forward. Forcing the camera person to walk backwards to be able to keep them in frame.

But where do I go from here?
I've asked myself that question many times.
I could go after HIM. I could target HIM.
I could make HIM pay for what he did to me.
Years and years ago.
I could go and tarnish HIS legacy.
Within the blink of an eye.

Their words were very ominous in whomever 'HE' was. However the sickening smirk plastered all across Entity's face left the fans with a haunting feeling in the pit of their gut.

But something is telling me.
Its too soon. I need to leave HIM be for now.
Let HIM think he's safe.
Then strike when its least expected.
But that leaves me in a state of limbo.
However when I look around.
I see a lot of fresh faces. A lot of new blood.
Faces that weren't here back in the day
So maybe thats where I go next. . ..

The masked figures forward momentum stopped. Only learning forward to make sure their masked expression was featured. That howling wind still being heard. Making the scenario a little creepier.

Each and every one of them.
They're full of life. They're full of motivation.
They're focused on the future.
With big dreams and goals for themselves.
They all want to have a legacy here.
But why should they?
Why should they when mine was erased?!
When mine was forgotten!
When mine was made to mean nothing!
After all I did for this place!

Rage consumed Entity's voice for the moment.

You dont get to thrive.
You dont get to succeed.
You dont get to accomplish your goals.
And you damn sure dont get to dream big.
Not when I intend to be your nightmare.
I will not rest until everyone suffers.
The way I had to suffer.

Entity suddenly palmed the camera. Ripping it from the camera person's hands. Holding it right on their own expression. Those soulless eyes telling a story all on their own.

Next week I will be back.
The man they put in front of me.
I hope you take the time to relive
Your past glory. Your greatest moments.
Because when the bell sounds.
And its just us.
I'm going to see it they become a painful distant memory!

As soon as those words left their lips. They proceeded to slam the camera down. Shattering the screen instantly. Entity could be heard walking away from the scene. Leaving the shot being cut back to the arena.

The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.

The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a light blue suit and black shirt. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman

Justin: Making his way down the aisle! please welcome Ben Jordan!

He stands outside the ring, looking up at ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring as Justin hands him a microphone.

Ben: Alright people!

The crowd cheer as Ben smiles.

Ben: I guess you could say I'm in a much more chipper mood then I have been in recent weeks. Recent weeks have left me more then a little bit wobbley in the nut if ya know what I mean.

Ben points to his head.

Ben: It's been a funny old game where I didn't know if I was coming or going. It was like the world was moving on around me and I didn't have a scooby if this wrestling game was for me anymore but after My Bloody Valentine, I think you can all agree there's still a little bit left in this tank at the moment.

The crowd cheer.

Ben: For a lot of years, people have tried to make a name off me and it's cushdy, I get it but recently, I've found myself in situations that I felt I was out of my depth but it seems I just found a few new depths I didn't know I had. I'm not telling you people I am now gonna become hardcore and let people whack me with all kinds of things, I'm not a wally but it was like that match opened my eyes to new things. It made me look towards the future.

Ben points in front of him.

Ben: Now for winning that match, it could have led to a brighter future. Oh yes people, you heard what was floating around about the winner getting a prize and it was true, but I already had a word with Christian in the back and I told him I wasn't interested in a prize. I don't need to beg for titles, I ain't, nor have I ever been the bloke who loses a championship match and pretty much hints at another, because if I naffed up one, it ain't gonna change over night. I'm not gonna rattle out here every week and throw hints to force people's hands, it's just not cricket. I'm a bloke that's gonna earn everything. You can argue I earned it there in that match but one big old win don't turn me in to Michael Jordan, or Leo Messi, I need to earn the superstar status.

Ben walks up and down the ring.

Ben: I don't know what the future holds but I'm bloody glad to put people like Alexander Raven behind me, cause it's bloody hard to respect a geezer who attacks out of nowhere with no purpose over then to be a div about things. I'm glad to move on, and what the future holds.

He shrugs.

Ben: Who....

Raven: You stupid son of a bitch.

Almost on cue, Alexander Raven appears on the main screen. Lights dimmed low in turn. Visibly frustrated, with that bloodstained metal spike in hand. Pressed up against his face, digging into his cheek a little.

Raven: You think, you can just walk away? You think after the horseshit that finished that match, you can just let bygones be bygones? Not on my watch, Ben. No, no. No we are far from fucking done.

Raven stares down the barrel of the camera, Ben stepping up to the ropes nearest the stage, leaning on them.

Raven: See, everyone will always talk about how it only matters what happens at the end. How it doesn't matter if you take out ninety eight other competitors, you're still a loser if you can't beat the ninety ninth. I'm not one of those people Ben.

Pulling the spike away for his cheek, he slowly licks the length of it, tongue trailing over the dried blood.

Raven: I'm tired of this place trying to screw me over, Ben. I'm tired of being the whipping boy, I'm tired of being the vision for the future. No, I'm tired of being what they want me to be. You and me, Ben? We're far from fucking done. You don't just get to walk away from the mess you've created. You don't get to leave after what you started.

Raven raises a finger as he lowers the spike low and out of camera shot. Tapping a finger against his temples slowly, rhythmically.

Raven: Five more seconds, and your ass would've been laying on the floor next to me. That's the truth, Ben. The truth is that you fucking survived our match because you got the luck of the draw. I went through every man in that match, and you got the win on referee's discretion. A decision from the higher ups to continue screwing me over. But now. Someone has to pay, and I'm thinking you are the one to pay, Ben.

Ben raises a hand, shaking his head at the delusional Alexander Raven.

Raven: Watch your back.

Raven smiles, as the screen turns off. The light's coming back on. The crowd roars, attempting to warn Ben Jordan of the hooded figure who had entered the ring during the distraction. The hooded figure holding that metal spike in hand still.

The hooded man charges forward, and with a cat-like sixth sense, Ben Jordan hits the mat and rolls out of the ring. The metal spike narrowly misses as the hooded figure hits the ropes and leans on the top one. The man tears the hood from his head revealing Alexander Raven beneath. He holds up a hand, indicating with thumb and index just how close he had been. The manic smile on Alex's face as he stares down Ben Jordan who is slowly making his way back up the ramp. Eyes locked on the erratic and obsessed man who stands in the ring.

Raven: I'm coming for you, Ben!

Raven yells out as continues to hang and lean on the top rope, placing the metal spike between his teeth. Slowly he backs up off the ropes, and drops to the mat, crawling backwards under the bottom rope, before turning and raising his hands up to the crowd. Bathing in the cascade of boos that follow.

The smile that crept over his face spoke volumes. Just as Ben got to the top of the ramp, he came to a stop, shaking his head again at Alexander Raven. With all that had happened in the ring, nobody had seen Luna Pasilno come through the curtain. Luna stalked up behind him, dropped to her knees and WHACK! She slams her up between the legs of Ben Jordan, low-blowing him right there.

More boos, Luna standing over Ben and yelling obscenities at him. Security now gets involved to try and keep Luna away from the collapsed body of Ben Jordan, writhing in pain. Alexander Raven hurling insults at the crowd who continue to rain down with boos and hate.

Justin Smith is seen in the locker room area and decides to talk about his upcoming match with Eddie Lyons for the Roulette title.

Smith: I know I did not beat Eddie a few weeks ago like I hoped I was going to, and that's ok. I have another chance to obtain the Roulette championship. Eddie will be just a victim on my path to glory. There is a quote from my favorite video game, The Legend of Zelda: Ocarina of Time that I'd like to quote. It goes as follows: “The flow of time is always cruel... its speed seems different for each person, but no one can change it... A thing that does not change with time is a memory of younger days...". For me, learning from my past will help me in defeating Eddie and capturing what is rightfully mine

Justin cackles as the scene fades to black.

The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see the new Roulette Champion Eddie Lyons ready to defend against Justin Smith, they just need to know their match type.

Simone: We saw Bobbie retain her title in a cage match over Bea Barnhart earlier and now it's the men's turn as Eddie faces his first challenger in Justin!

Adams: And don't forget, Justin was the other challenger at My Bloody Valentine, who knows what he'll do to get that title for himself?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready gentlemen?

The two men nod and Rocky Spins the wheel, unfortunately for her it stops on Falls Count Anywhere!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: OH GOD DAMN IT!

Simone: Welp, things are about to get chaotic back there and Jacob's on his way!

Adams: We saw the Bombshells confined to the ring earlier and now we'll see the opposite!

Sure enough Eddie and Justin start trading blows as Jacob calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: As is tradition in the Roulette Divisions, if that wheel stops on something like Falls Count Anywhere or anything like it, the competitors, in this case Justin and Eddie, won't even wait for the bell to sound.

As soon as Jacob joins the action Eddie ducks under a wild right hand from Justin and goes to send his challenger into the Roulette Wheel but Justin puts the breaks on and turns the tables on Eddie sending him into the wheel instead! Justin then grabs a nearby steel chair, folds it up and goes to attack Eddie only to get a kick to the midsection followed by a snap Suplex into the Roulette Wheel, toppling it over! Eddie goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Justin gets he shoulder up.

Simone: Eddie with his first pin attempt as the champion but only a two count.

Adams: He knows full well how tough a competitor Justin is, it'll take more than that to keep him down!

Eddie shakes his head before he leaves the area to get some breathing room from his challenger but he doesn't get far as Justin chases after him with the chair in hand and whacks it across the back of Eddie dropping the champion like a sack of potatoes! Justin continues to whack away at Eddie's prone form until the chair breaks and he throws the remains away and goes for a pin on Eddie! Jacob has to catch up with the guys before he can count but when he does he gets into position to count.

ONE!

TWO!

And Eddie kicks out!

Simone: Similar story with Eddie, that guy fought like hell to win the Roulette Title over multiple matches with Peter and he finally pulled it off at My Bloody Valentine!

Adams: And like I said earlier, Justin was the other challenger in that match, he knows Eddie won't be beaten easily.

Justin shakes his head before he starts looking around for another weapon he can use against the champion before realizing that Eddie never got a chance to remove the championship from around his waist, acting quickly Justin removes the title belt from around Eddie's waist and takes a moment to pose and celebrate with it like he just won the title before measuring the actual champion up for a shot, when Eddie gets back to his feet Justin charges on and swings but Eddie dodges it and lays out Justin with a Superkick, Eddie then takes his title back and waits for Justin to get back to his feet, giving him a taste of his own medicine when he does.

Simone: Justin tried to use Eddie's own championship as a weapon against him but get the tables turned on him in a hurry.

Adams: And now Eddie's going for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Justin kicks out! Eddie hands the title over to Jacob for safe keeping rather than risk it being used against him again before he picks up Justin ad starts dragging him to a different part of the arena, namely? The SCW Merch Table, however Justin scores with a low blow on Eddie that drops him to his knees before he grabs an Eddie Lyons t-shirt from the Merch Stand.

Justin: Come get your Eddie shirts whilst you can because I'm about to chose the life out of the champ!

Simone: That has to be the weirdest merch pitch I've ever heard!

Adams: You've never been on YouTube have you?

Justin wraps the shirt up tight and starts choking the champion with it and since Falls Count Anywhere Mathes are No DQ by design, the only thing Jacob can do is get into position and ask Eddie if he wants to quit! Eddie refuses and forces his way back to his feet but Justin isn't letting up on the hold so Eddie starts reaching for any weapon he can find on the merch stand, for some reason there is a Singapore Cane on the merch stand but Eddie still takes it and bends over before whacking it over Justin's head forcing him to release the hold and knocking him into a seating position.

Simone: Who leaves a Singapore Cane on the merch stand? HONESTLY?!

Adams: Maybe Justin left it there earlier hoping that his match with Eddie would be Falls Count Anywhere? If that is the case, that idea just backfired big time!

Eddie knocks Justin onto his back with another shot from the cane and continues to whack away at Justin before it breaks! Eddie then goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Justin kicks out! Eddie takes a moment to pose next to his t-shirts (with help from the merch guy) before he heads off to another part of the arena though Justin is in hot pursuit of the champion and Jacob isn't far behind either! Justin catches up with Eddie and they start brawling, eventually ending up in the crowd where the fans are going crazy for the action they have seen in the Roulette Title Match!

Simone: This could turn ugly in a hurry!

Adams: Especially with the fans around Eddie and Justin!

Eddie scores with a European uppercut that stuns Justin and then takes a beer cup from a fan and splashes the drink right in Justin's face, he hands the beer cup back promising to buy the fan another drink after the match but Justin retaliates with a double axe handle to the back before dragging the champion up the stairs, they reach an area where there's two balconies at different levels and a double stack of tables has been set up beneath the lower balcony.

Simone: Okay seriously, who sets up tables like that?

Adams: Only in wrestling! And I get the feeling that someone's going through those tables!

Eddie and Justin fight on the edge of the balcony whilst Jacob watches o, at one point Justin scores with a backdrop that nearly sends Eddie over the top balcony but Eddie barely grabs onto the railing in time stopping himself from taking a nasty landing! Justin turns around and is met with a punch to the face from Eddie who then tries to Suplex Justin off the balcony! Justin blocks it and reverses it into a brainbuster before going for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Eddie kicks out! And then Justin calls for The Strike!

Simone: Justin's looking to win his first title!

Adams: Can he end Eddie's reign?

Justin gets him in the Powerbomb Position but Eddie scores with a BACKDROP THAT SENDS JUSTIN ONTO THE LOWER BALCONY! Justin stumbles to his feet using the railing for support before hopping on the railing to figure out the best way to get back to Eddie! BUT THEN EDDIE HITS A DIVE OFF THE HIGHER BALCONY THAT SENDS BOTH MEN OFF THE LOWER BALCONY AND THROUGH THE TABLE DOUBLE STACK BELLOW!

Simone: OH MY GOD! THAT HAS TO BE IT!

Adams: BUT WHO STILL HAS IT IN THEM FOR THE PIN!

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

Jacob rushes down to check on both men but by the time he gets there Eddie has one arm draped across Justin's chest!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL THE SCW ROULETTE CHAMPION “UNBREAKABLE" EDDIE LYONS!

Simone: Eddie retains in his first defence and in breathtaking fashion too!

Adams: Both he and Bobbie retained their titles in breathtaking fashion but who's next for both champs?

Eddie celebrates his win whilst Jacob and the medics check on Justin.

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The scene opens backstage at the Walter Pyramid, shortly following Bella's intense match against Georgie Robertson. Bella is seen emerging from the curtain, her body glistening with sweat and adrenaline still coursing through her veins. Despite the physical toll of the match, there's a determined glint in Bella's eyes as she heads straight for Christian Underwood's office, her mind still fixated on uncovering the mystery behind her Blood Bath Brawl prize.

Bella barges into Christian's office unannounced, after a small knock, her demeanor resolute and unwavering.

Bella: Hope I'm not disturbing anything.

Christian looks up from his paperwork, a surprised expression crossing his features as he takes in Bella's determined stance. Mark Ward, the other owner of SCW, is seated across from Christian, his presence adding to the gravity of the situation.

Christian: I can almost set my watch to you and your persistence tonight, you know that?

Bella: Well you know me. I don't like being told I need to wait and wait and wait when I was promised that you would tell me tonight what I got for putting myself through absolute hell. My ribs are screaming but I won the damn match...that's two now over the Golden Briefcase holder, incase you lost track. Hi Mark, by the way.

HS: Bella, good to see you as always.

Christian: And believe me, we noticed.

Bella: Okay, so you called Ben in for the show tonight, and I know that you wanna make this huge announcement but...I still don't have any answers about that prize you keep dangling in front of me like a carrot on a stick. Enough is enough, Christian. I need to know!

HS: Mate, you need to put this poor girl out of her misery before she bursts!

Bella: I mean, I can be a whole lot worse, I could have been haunting you on twitter for the last 2 weeks, I could have been texting and calling because believe me I have had plenty of time laid up and healing just to get to tonight. And if you want me to go back out and come back later tonight, this is only going to get worse and I'm bound to turn into a Simpsons episode where the kids are driving Homer nuts to go to Mount Splash more.

HS: Oh I love that episode.

Bella: Same. I mean I can also sit myself right in the chair, just keep asking like an annoying 3rd grader and ask about every 5 minutes but I can also wait all night but I am not going to leave here until I get my answer!

Christian finally can't take it anymore.

Christian: ALRIGHT!!! I'LL TELL YOU!!!!

Bella: Well.. if you INSIST...

Christian's jaw just drops and he stammers for a minute, like he's ready to come across the table. That brings Mark up out of his seat and stands between the two.

Christian: I swear to absolute...

HS: You're getting a shot at Bobbie Dahl's Bombshell Roulette Championship at Blaze of Glory XII!

Bella's eyes grow wide and she smiles.

Bella: Seriously? An actual one on one, no gimmicks beyond the match?

HS: You earned it, Bella.

Bella claps her hands together can't contain her happiness and Christian stares at Mark.

Christian: *I* wanted to say that!!

The scene opens with Ariana looking down at the floor in the backstage area.

Ariana: That tag match got delayed again, though I do wish Carter well.

Ariana looks up and makes the x symbol with her fingerless gloves.

Ariana: But you guys know me, I'm a competitive person! Anyone who wants a one on one match with me next week? Or the week after?

Ariana walks up to the camera.

Ariana: I'll be waiting for you!

Ariana walks off as the scene fades.

Climax Control cuts to Julianna DiMaria in the ring. She's holding her championship and a microphone and she doesn't look too thrilled at the moment. With her match coming up later, Julianna is in zero tolerance mode. She gathers her thoughts once she realizes that the camera is on her and then she begins to speak her mind as she generally has over the last few weeks.

Julianna: I'll start off by saying that Alexandra Calaway brought it the way that I knew she would. But ultimately, it just wasn't enough and I am still the SCW Bombshells World Champion. I don't want to make this too long of a speech, so I'm going to cut right to the chase. This match tonight? Ugh! I mean, at least it's non-title because Krystal Wolfe is literally one of the last Bombshells on the roster that deserves a shot at my title, but besides that? Why are we sticking her in a ring against me? I already know what she had to say about me coming in and it's getting REALLY annoying facing Bombshells that don't know the first fucking thing about me.

Julianna sighs, showing her annoyance.

Julianna: I'll beat her later in the night and move forward because we all know that when it comes to stepping up, Krystal Wolfe is generally the bridesmaid of this division! There's another person... and another matter... that I want to discuss and I invited her to come at me and meet me face to face and...

Bad Omens “Like a villain" hits as Kayla Richards steps out with a giant shit eating grin on her face. She moves down toward the ring, the SCW mixed tag team title around her waist as she straightens her leather jacket and moves around the ring staring a hole through Julianna before grabbing a microphone and stepping up and into the ring. The music dies down and Kayla slowly, methodically walks in a circle around the Bombshells champion looking her up and down. She comes to a stop in front of Julianna and the crowd stays loud as they stare each other down.

Kayla: So, everyone in this building knows I was who you invited to come out here and I have to say, out of all the things I have said about you, and all the things I WILL say about you, that right there made me have the smallest. SMALLEST. Bit of respect for you. And trust me on this, that is never given, that is always earned and it isn't something you should take for granted.

Kayla pauses and lowers the mic for a moment before clearing her throat and slowly smirking and continuing her walk around the champion.

Kayla: HOWEVER. You kind of blew all that by coming out here and trying to convince all these people that Alexandra Calaway brought you anything but a padded title defense.

There is an audible groan from the crowd, it causes Kayla to chuckle.

Kayla: We can agree though, that Krystal Wolfe is a black spot on this division, she is. She thinks she deserves a match with you, she thinks she's a main event star and she really isn't even close but then again, neither was Calaway or Barnhart. It's got to the point where you, “our" champion, is complaining in public about not main eventing supercards. You flaunt that “zero" in your loss record and run your mouth about being a great champion when real champions face adversity and break through it. Something you have never done. Hell, the truth is we don't know how you perform under pressure. But they know how I do. I have lost matches, I have been beaten but when push comes to shove I step up, I show out and I stay being me. And I don't need to throw tantrums on social media to get our business daddies attention....

Kayla lowers the mic and shakes her head. Julianna has a bit of a smirk as she thinks about what she just heard.

Julianna: I'll be the first to admit that being the world champion here has been a “learning on the job" experience considering I was literally thrown into the world title picture after my first four matches... BUT... if you know my story well enough... and you should, Kayla. Really... you would know all of the adversity I've had to face leading up to coming here. Six years ago, through nobody's fault but my own, I was a laughingstock of this business. You'd say the name “Julianna DiMaria" to anyone that would hear you and you'd get a bunch of laughter. That's a reputation that I earned. I used to be so immature back then and for six long years, I've had to fight through my own self-created adversity, and some adversity places past have thrown at me as well, to even get to this point in my career.. Sure, I should've had better challenges up until now. That tournament that Bella won to face me in December?

Kayla can't help but chuckle and raises her eyebrows.

Kayla: What makes me think I deserve one? Look around Julianna. Look at the names left in this company. For every somewhat respectable dinosaur we have floating around here like Mercedes Vargas or Sam Marlowe, we have people who can't cut it like Bea and Calaway.

She pauses and shrugs.

Kayla: Who else is there? Really, when you think about it. Who else can be that challenge you want? Or rather you need.Cause make no mistake, I need that title but you NEED the validation. You are sitting there talking about learning on the job and bitching about not being in the main event while shouting from the rooftops about your undefeated record. But you need me to be that counter to you. You need me to be on the other side of that ring to drag your ass to that main event you want so badly. And in the process I get a shot at the world title. A title that has had it's ups and downs. A title that has been around the waist of women like Roxi Johnson, Amber Ryan, Mikah and Alicia Lukas. A title that I NEED and deserve...

Julianna thinks about what Kayla just said for a moment, but surprisingly, she doesn't let it faze her. She's able to keep her cool for the most part and she even has a bit of a smirk on her face as she responds.

Julianna: You and I are more alike than you might think, ironically enough. I can't speak for their actions and maybe they were 'protecting me', which I don't know WHY they would do something like that considering I had a Blast from the Past finalist in my first match, Roxi in my third match, and Courtney in my sixth. I didn't ask for the title shot against Courtney and as I said before, I would've been happy with a shot at either of the other titles at High Stakes. BUT, I made the most of it as you know. If they were 'protecting me', then that might be one thing, but protecting me from YOU? Don't get ahead of yourself on that because that's a load of speculative shit and you know it. This entire reign, what you've seen as “proving everyone right", I've seen as “making chicken salad out of chicken shit". By no means is it my fault that the entire division here, other than the two of us, lacks any real ambition to elevate this division. Trust me, you and I? We want the same thing even if our views on how to get there might differ. But the truth is, I wanted you out here because we're both adults Kayla, and we don't need the subtweeting and the promo potshotting that's been going on for months.

Julianna lowers her microphone with an obvious, passionate anger in her eyes. Kayla slowly nods and adjusts the mixed tag title over her shoulder.

Kayla: I'll put my name on any contract as long as it means you and I face off for that title. Just make sure you keep it till Blaze of glory, I'd hate for you to get distracted and let that title fall in the hands of someone like...Krystal Wolfe....beating her wouldn't even be worth it...good luck tonight champ...not that you'll need it...

Kayla throws the microphone over the top rope and moves backward stepping out of the ring and leaving it to Julianna. Julianna seethes for a bit before she mentally refocuses on her match to come later tonight.

The cameras were back at ringside for the next scheduled contest of the night. The lights begin to dim as the opening melody of "Watch The World Burn" plays through the speakers. Alexander Raven slowly steps out onto the stage, metal pipe in one hand. He comes to a stop at the center of the top of the ramp, and looks over the crowd. A cacophony of boos raining down on him. A smile spreads across his face, as he taps the pipe against his temple lightly.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first. From Melbourne Victoria, Australia. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. 'The Napalm Kingslayer' ALEXANDER RAVEN!

As the song kicks into gear, he slowly begins to walk down the ramp. A slow, measured stride taking his time. As he walks down he swings the pipe towards the outstretched hands of the fans at ringside. Threatening to take their heads off if they get too close. As he gets to the step he stops and bounces from side to side. Further boos and disdain from the raucous crowd.

'I'll brandish a weapon, teach all you motherfuckers a lesson.'

He slams the pipe down several times on the steps, before throwing it down right next to them, climbing the steps rapidly. Walking the length of the apron to his right, he wipes his feet aggressively on the apron, before stepping between the top and middle ropes. The crowd roar their displeasure as he runs to the opposite ropes, throwing his arms out wide to his sides bathing in the vitriol. He checks the buttons at his wrists on his shirt and begins to slowly pace the rampside of the ring.

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: And now introducing his opponent. Currently residing in Manhattan, New York. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty nine pounds. '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 turns to face Alexander Raven.

DING DING DING!

Once the bell sounded Goth and Raven met each other in the middle of the ring. Goth went for the traditional collar-elbow tie up. Raven had other ideas in mind as he ducked under the arms of Goth and caught his opponent by surprise with a violent punch right to the ribs. Goth quickly dropped to his knees and began to favor his rib cage.

Simone: A cheap shot right out the gate.

Adams: I mean, it's Alexander Raven. Are you surprised?

Simone: Not at all, but you know as well as I know. He knows Goth isn't a hundred percent after My Bloody Valentine. He's out to expose that.

Adams: As anyone would. And I'm not defending his actions, Belinda. But I think Alexander left My Bloody Valentine in a little worse off than Goth.

Raven was already on the attack as he gripped the arm of Goth and held it out. Before placing his knee right into the ribs of Goth. Adding quite a bit of pressure in this modified submission. Goth could be seen gripping at the knee of Raven as if it was going to help at all. Gritting through his teeth with the amount of pain that he was in.

Adams: You can see it in Goth's face. He's really feeling the pain in his ribcage.

Simone: I know that match just started and he's got far more fight left in him. But if he finds a way out of this. You have to ask. How much this might linger and affect things later on?

Raven was grinding his knee into the ribs of Goth. Starting to bring him down a little more, but as he did so. Goth hooked his arm between Raven's arm and then quickly brought him over with a hip toss. Raven hit the mat with force, but was quick to get up. As soon as he turned around though Goth was right there to meet him with a punch to the face sending Raven rocking back towards the ropes.

Raven hit the ropes due to being off balance and bounced right back towards the Hall of Famer. It was there Goth hooked Raven and took him right over the top of him for the GOTH-PLEX firmly planting Raven into the mat once again. Goth rolled over and went for the first pin attempt of the match,

ONE!

KICKOUT!

Simone: I hand it to Goth for turning the tables on this match as quickly as he did. But it's going to take a lot more than that to put Alexander down and to keep him down.

Adams: You're telling nothing but the truth there partner. Alexander is a bitter bitter man. He's out to prove there's some type of conspiracy against him every week. No doubt about it. It's going to take a lot to keep him down.

As soon as Raven kicked out. Goth wasted no time in hooking his hands around the jaw of Raven to keep him in a seated position. Making sure to really put the pressure on with that chin lock. Raven slammed his feet against the mat as he tried to push up on the hands of Goth to get the submission hold to loosen up some, but Goth quickly pulled his arms back down and put even more pressure on.

Adams: Not going to lie to you, Belinda. I didn't see these two trying to do things in a more technical manner.

Simone: I'm right there with you. Considering how their nights ended at the supercard. I just expected them to walk into this match and start swinging with all their might.

Adams: It is still fairly early on in the match. Anything is possible, but yeah this is a surprise to me.

Simone: Well, something tells me. If Raven gets desperate like he did at My Bloody Valentine. We're going to see a shift very soon.

Goth was starting to put his knee into the back of Raven to help tug on that chin of his. As soon as he did this Raven reached up and managed to jab both of his thumbs into Goth's eyes. Forcing Goth to let go as he fell back and held both of his hands over his eyes where they had just been violated. Raven went ahead and took advantage of the situation by quickly getting to his feet.

Taking one look at Goth who was trying to now get up despite being blinded. Raven went sprinting towards the ropes and used them for leverage to bounce off them with speed. He came right up to Goth who was about to push to a vertical basis allowing himself to connect with a SHINING WIZARD right to the head and face of the Hall of Famer. Goth fell right back down as Raven dove on top of him to make the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

KICKOUT!

Simone: That shining wizard really looked like it rocked Goth's world. Great awareness shown by the Hall of Famer to kick out here.

Adams: Goth has been a man that can take a beating and keep on fighting. I've seen him have his brains scrambled way worse than a simple strike like that and come out the other side on the winning side of things. I never sleep on this man.

Raven's facial expressions said it all. He wasn't the least bit impressed with Goth's ability to kick out. Grabbing a handful of Goth's long locks as he began to pull him up to his feet. He placed a kick right to the gut of Goth as soon as he had him up and forced him to double over. Raven took it upon himself to start setting the Hall of Famer up for the end. His arms secured around the head of Goth as attempted THE KINGSLAY-NO! Out of nowhere Goth blocked it and quickly spun around just to catch Raven with the GOTH DROP driving Raven head first into the mat with all his might.

Adams: See what I mean?! The Goth Drop out of nowhere!

ONE!

Simone: Is that really going to be enough though?!

TWO!

Adams: It's very possible! That move has been effect a few times within his storied career!

TH-NO!

KICK OUT FROM RAVEN!

Simone: Not tonight! Raven got that shoulder up just in time.

For a moment Goth sat there looking at Raven with a bit of disgust on his expression. He found himself getting up to his feet after that. Reaching down to grab a hold of Raven in an attempt to pull him up. All of the sudden Raven just knocked Goth's arms off him, catching the Hall of Famer by surprise. A quick kick to the gut forced Goth to double over again. Raven hooks Goth again and successfully drives him down onto his head with THE KINGSLAYER causing Goth to spike his head off the mat. The perfect opportunity there as he rolled Goth over to make the cover.

ONE!

Simone: Alexander went back to the well with this one and it was a success!

TWO!

Adams: I don't know how Goth didn't see this coming. Raven really suckered him in, if you ask me!

THR-NO!

KICK OUT FROM GOTH!

Simone: That was oh-so-close!

Adams: I can only imagine the twitter rant that's going to come from Alexander after this.

z Raven slammed his hand down on the mat in frustration. He was quick to get to his feet though and took a cheap shot at Goth by stomping on the man's ribs. The same spot he was putting pressure on early in the match. Goth rolled over to his side, gasping for air, while clutching those ribs. Jasmine dropped down to her knees to check on him. This had Raven taking advantage of the situation. He had walked over to the corner and was starting to undo the turnbuckle pad.

Adams: Woah! Woah! What is he doing?!

Simone: I think it's pretty clear to me, Jason. Alexander Raven is once again out to bend the rules to his favor.

Adams: That's exposed steel. It's not going to feel good if Goth meets that.

Simone: I think that's kind of the point if you ask me.

The boos from the crowd were starting to pick up. Almost as if they were trying to expose him. One final tug and Raven got the turnbuckle pad off as he tossed to the floor. He turned back around to see that Goth was getting up. Raven managed to catch Goth right up under the chin with a Thrust Kick sending him back into the opposite corner of the exposed turnbuckle. With a smirk on his lips, he grabbed a hold of the wrist of Goth and went to irish whip him across the ring.

However, Goth ducked under the arm of Raven and pulled him in. Driving his knee right into the gut of Raven to double him over. Goth gripped a hold of Raven's head and started to march right for that exposed corner. Before Goth could do anything. Jasmine stepped in between Goth and the turnbuckle pad waving him off.

Simone: Oh wow! Jasmine saw the exposed turnbuckle before it could be used!

Adams: I gotta give it to her. What an eye, but that threw off the momentum that Goth had.

Simone: She's gotta do what's best to keep the integrity of the match.

Adams: I am not faulting her. Just bad timing for Goth.

The expression on Goth's face said it all. He was quite confused as he let go of the grip he had on Raven allowing the man to drop down to one knee. Jasmine pointed out the exposed corner to Goth as she bent down and grabbed the pad to start putting it back on. Goth was still distracted by this which presented the perfect opportunity. From behind Raven came right up and delivered a LOW BLOW to Goth. Before quickly rolling him up from behind. Jasmine just got the turnbuckle pad in place when she took notice. Dropping down to make the cover,

ONE!

Adams: Such a dirty underhanded tactic by Alexander!

TWO!

Simone: It didn't exactly go the way he was planning, but what a way to find a rebound. As much as you hate to see someone break the rules like this.

THRE-NOOOOOOOOO!

GOTH KICKED OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND!

Adams: Wow! Goth is still in this thing!

Simone: This just proves how good Goth is. I know a lot of people want to write the guy off more often than not. But he can take the best shot someone has and keep on ticking.

Raven was about to blow a gasket. His face was as red as it could get. Clearly very frustrated with the fact it wasn't over. He got to his feet as he grabbed a hold of the long locks of Goth and yanked him to his feet. Raven met Goth with a vicious slap to the face. The complete lack of respect on display before he proceeded to lift Goth up onto his shoulders in an awkward way. Raven had him set up for RAVEN'S SPI-NOOOOO! Before he could connect with it. Goth managed to rotate out of it landing on his feet.

Simone: What a counter from Goth! Landing on his feet and avoiding Raven's Spine.

Adams: There is no doubt in my mind if Alexander hit that. It would have been over!

In confusion Raven turned around and was quickly met with a DROPKICK from Goth. It sent Raven flying back into the corner. The very corner that he had pulled the turnbuckle pad off in, but it was revealed Jasmine didnt get it secured back on. Because the moment Raven fell into the corner it fell off catching his back on the steel. He stumbled forward holding his back in pain as Goth quickly grabbed a hold of him and planted him down on the mat with SINFUL CONFESSION before rolling over to make the cover.

Adams: I don't think Jasmine got that turnbuckle pad all the way on there! Alexander looked like he was in a lot of pain the moment he hit the corner area!

ONE!

Simone: That's a risk he took when he first took down the pad. Play stupid games, you win stupid prizes!

TWO!

Adams: And honestly, it's not like Jasmine just saw what happened. But this could cost Alexander in a big way!

THRE-NOOOO!

RAVEN GETS HIS FOOT ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!

Simone: Oh my! This was so close to being over!

Goth's face said it all. He was in shock. Taking notice of Jasmine pointing to where Raven's foot was. He slammed his hands down on the pat in frustration as he grabbed a hold of Raven and started to pull him up. That's when Raven popped Goth's hands up and off him before connecting with a HEAD BUTT to the chin of Goth to send him back against the ropes. He bounced off them as Raven found himself attempting to lock Goth in a Sleeper Hold, but Goth had other ideas in mind.

He managed to land a few shots in the side of Raven's ribs to prevent him from locking the hold in. With Raven stumbling away holding his ribs. Goth went on the attack with a clubbing blow to the back of the neck. Before quickly gripping a hold of Raven's arm and neck securing THE GOTHIC DREAM right there in the middle of the ring. The moment he dropped back to the mat, he wrapped his legs around Raven to really lock it in.

Simone: The Gothic Dream! He's got it locked in tight!

Adams: How embarrassing would it be if Alexander gets choked out in back to back matches?!

Simone: I'd have to say Alexander would have learned his lesson, but this move has bagged quite a few victories for Goth!

Adams: And if Alexander doesn't act fast. He might be another victim!

Goth kept that submission locked in tight. Raven was doing his best to get out of the submission. His hands were pushing up under the arm of Goth. Trying to create a break and allow himself to breathe a little better. Then all of the sudden Goth pulled back harshly on his neck forcing Raven to immediately start to slam his hand against the mat TAPPING OUT from the match.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, GOOOOOTTTTHHHH!

The moment he heard the bell ring. Goth forced Raven off of him and proceeded to get to his feet. Jasmine was there to raise his hand in the air. Goth peered out at the crowd as there was quite the mixed reaction coming from them.

Adams: Another loss added to Alexander's record. This man is going to snap one of these days. He gets so close, but then its all taken from him.

Simone: I don't see it as anything is taken from him. He just happens to be finding himself up against people that are a little better than him on that particular night.

Adams: And when it comes to Goth. He is a Hall of Famer and a former two time Heavyweight Champion. There shouldn't be any shame in losing to someone like that. But we all know Alexander is not going to be happy when he comes to.

Simone: Well, he can be as unhappy as he wants to be. Fact of the matter is Goth pulled out a victory tonight!

Raven had managed to roll himself out of the ring gasping for air while looking quite angry over being forced to tap out. The shot cut back over to Goth who remained in the center of the ring with his hand raised in victory. Moments later the cameras cut away from the ring.

WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
Julianna DiMaria (c) vs "Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards

In the backstage area of the Walter Pyramid, standing against a backdrop of the upcoming Supercard event - Blaze of Glory XII - stands the buxom reporter Ms. Rocky Mountains.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Fans, I am very happy to be joined this evening alongside the brand new Bombshell Internet Champion, none other than Tempest!

The camera pans out and indeed standing there beside the reporter is the brand new champion, wearing the championship title belt around her waist. Tempest exchanges a look with Ms. Rocky Mountains and raises an eyebrow.

Tempest: 'Happy'? You're being paid to say that.

Ms. Rocky Mountains pauses in thought – and then shrugs and nods her head.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tempest, I do actually want to offer my sincere congratulations on winning the championship in the first place. Your very first singles championship here in Sin City Wrestling! But I also want to congratulate you on living up to your word with the social media polls to decide your challengers! Not many champions would be willing to put their career in the hands of the SCW Universe the way that you did.

Tempest: One other person did, and it's the person who gave me the idea and his blessing when I asked him how he'd feel if I were to do the same - Calvin Harris. I see no harm in putting this kind of power in the hands of the fans. I mean, it's like Calvin said; it's called the Internet Championship for a reason so bring the Internet back to the title.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: And indeed earlier we got the official results in from your polls, and it has been announced that next week, you will defend your Internet Championship against the winners of the first poll -

Tempest: Winners? As in...?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: As in that it was a dead tie between Seleana Zdunich and Mercedes Vargas as to who would get the title shot.

Tempest looks indifferent.

Tempest: No big deal. I won the title in a Fatal Fourway. I can keep it in a Triple Threat.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: But what is perhaps even bigger news! The winner of the Blaze of Glory XII poll! In Flagstaff, Arizona on April 14, the winner of next week's title defense...

Tempest gives Ms. Rocky Mountains a dirty look and she clears her throat.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You, of course! Will defend against none other than former champion and the Hall of Famer Crystal Zdunich!

To this, Tempest rolls her eyes.

Tempest: Big shock.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I beg your pardon?

Tempest: Oh I was just thinking to myself and wondering how many people Crystal got to log in and cast votes for her in order to win that poll.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You ... do you think she had the ballot box stuffed?

Tempest: I'd bet money on it.

Tempest adjusts the belt around her waist and then shrugs her shoulders.

Tempest: Oh well. Her funeral.

And the champion takes her leave, walking off camera.

The scene opens backstage where we see Krystal Wolfe standing with Kelly and Hayley.

Krystal: One case of bronchitis and I'm in the Main Event, don't you love it how things work out girls?

Hayley: Err, isn't Carter another Go Gym Graduate?

Kelly: So is Ari, DUH! It's right there in their team name!

Hayley: I know but going against them?

Krystal: I'm NOT going against Team Go! I was just commenting on how Carter's virus worked out in my favour in a roundabout way!

Krystal shakes her head.

Krystal: And speaking of that Main Event, Julianna? It's time someone shut you up and I'm happy to be the one to do it! Good spouting your usual bullshit after I kick your ass!

Hayley and Kelly: FOR THE CONTENT!

Krystal: That was my line!

Hayley: Sorry, been rehersing it all day!

Kelly: In front of a mirror in her bedroom and everything, on our own off course.

Krystal (mutters): And I'm sure that's the only things that happened in that bedroom.

Hayley: Huh?

Kelly: You say something Krystal?

Krystal: Forget it! I've got an undefeated streak to break!

Krystal and her sidekicks walk off as the scene fades.

BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPIONSHIP
Bobbie Dahl (c) vs Bella Madison

Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first...

The piano and drum intro to I Prevail's cover of "Blank Space" is heard over the PA System and once the vocals kick in Krystal emerges from the back and kneels down on one knee.

"I CAN MAKE THE GOOD GIRLS BAD FOR A WEEKEND!"

As soon as those lyrics kick in Krystal springs to her feet shedding the cloak, she marches down to the ring with a purpose as she stares down the ring.

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

"Tell Me I'm A Nightmare Dressed Like a Daydream"

Krystal circles around the ring before jumping on the apron, she rests her arm on one knee as she surveils the crowd before jumping into the ring ready for the match.

Justin: and her opponent... hailing from San Diego, California, she is the current Bombshell Champion... Julianna DiMaria.

“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.

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

DING DING DING

The ref rings the bell and DiMaria and Wolfe circle the ring before moving in and locking up, but that lock up is only brief, as DiMaria breaks Wolfe's lock up and switches it in a waist lock, where Wolfe quickly seeks a way out of the move. Grabbing and pushing on DiMaria's hands, they move about a little before Wolfe slips from and counters into a waist lock of her own. It's now DiMaria's turns to grab at Wolfe's hands, as she brings an arm back and grabs at Wolfe's hair before letting go and goes back to Wolfe's hands.

Simone: Wolfe and DiMaria briefly lock up, but it's DiMaria who turns it around into a waist lock, which Wolfe quickly looks to find a way out of the move.

Adams: She finds a way out and counters into a waist lock of her own, and its now DiMaria looking for a way out, as she grabs a handful of hair but quickly lets go.

Continuing to attempt to pry apart Wolfe's hand, DiMaria bends forward and grabs at Wolfe's foot but quickly moves it out of the way and Wolfe momentarily tightens her grip, before briefly releasing and adjusting before returning her hand to her and locking back in the waist lock. DiMaria once more grabs at Wolfe's hands before she reaches up again and grabs a handful of hair. The ref tells her to let go, which she does and returns her hands to Wolfe's hands. DiMaria throws her hips backwards and forces the break and she grabs Wolfe's hand and locks in a wrist lock.

Adams: DiMaria goes back to Wolfe's hands, and she tries to grab her foot to take her down to the mat, but Wolfe moves her foot back to avoid as she jerks DiMaria closer and tightens the lock, but DiMaria continues to seek a way out.

Simone: DiMaria thrusts her hips backwards and this forces Wolfe to release and she counters into a wrist lock.

DiMaria tweaks on Wolfe's wrist, as they move around a little before DiMaria yanks hard on Wolfe's wrist and arm. Wolfe grimaces in pain, as she grabs at DiMaria's hands as she looks to take pressure off the lock. Wolfe then manages to break the wrist lock and counters as she brings DiMaria's arm up and over her head, where she brings her arm down over her shoulder hard before fully locking in the wrist lock.

Simone: DiMaria works over Wolfe's wrist, as she yanks and twists on her arm as well. As Wolfe tries to take some pressure off but struggles to do so.

Adams: But she manages to break the wrist lock and counters into one of her own.

DiMaria grabs at Wolfe's hand, as she seeks a way out of the move, as she grabs a handful of hair and Wolfe moves backwards as the ref admonishes DiMaria and she lets go and goes back to trying to find a way out of the move. She instead rolls forward before kipping up and then counters the wrist lock into her own before quickly turning it into a hammerlock.

Adams: DiMaria tries to escape by grabbing a handful of hair but the ref tells her to release and she does and has to seek an alternative escape and she doesn.

Wolfe grasps at her shoulder, however, DiMaria quickly adjusts into a headlock before taking Wolfe down to the mat. Wolfe takes a moment as she begins to moves her legs, but DiMaria does as well - trying to keep the headlock in place. Wolfe manages to get her legs up and around DiMaria's head and pulls her backwards. Wolfe twists her body and places her hands on the mat for the extra pressure – DiMaria kicks her legs about before bring her legs up and kicks out and frees herself. She and Wolfe make it back to their feet.

Simone: She locks in a hammerlock on Wolfe before moving into a headlock and then take her down to the mat. Wolfe takes a moment before moving her legs and then gets them up and around DiMaria's neck for a headscissors, but DiMaria is quick to find a way out and both get back to their feet.

They circle the ring, as both take their time before moving in and locking up, as DiMaria pushes Wolfe backwards and up against the ropes and pins her there as the ref moves in and get to three before DiMaria breaks and puts her hands up and then swings for Wolfe and Wolfe ducks and DiMaria ends up against the ropes and Wolfe backs off and away from DiMaria, as she rubs her neck as she still feels DiMaria's hands against them.

Adams: The circle the ring once more, before locking up, but DiMaria pushes Wolfe backward into the ropes, where she pins her there for a moment before the ref moves in and gets to three as DiMaria releases.

Simone: She goes for a cheap shot but Wolfe dodges and then backs off away from DiMaria.

They circle the ring once more, before moving in and locks up but Wolfe breaks and drives a knee into DiMaria's stomach. DiMaria doubles over and Wolfe drives a knee up into DiMaria's face, which forces DiMaria up and Wolfe grabs DiMaria's arm and drags her in for a clothesline and sends DiMaria down to the mat. Wolfe grabs DiMaria by the hair and drags her up to feet and pushes her between her legs and pulls her up as she looks for a running powerbomb.

Simone: The circle once more before moving in, where they lock up but Wolfe breaks and drives a knee into DiMaria's stomach. DiMaria is rocked further by a knee and then a clothesline.

Adams: Wolfe looks to finish things quickly with the Future Shockwave.

But as she gets her onto her shoulders, DiMaria begins to fight back and drives her elbow into Wolfe's skull a couple of times and Wolfe's grip begins to waiver and she lets go and DiMaria drops down in front of Wolfe and DiMaria unleashes a slap across Wolfe's face. Wolfe steps back holding her face and DiMaria moves forward and grabs Wolfe and hits a jawbreaker.

Adams: DiMaria fights back by driving her elbow into Wolfe's head. Wolfe has no choice to release. DiMaria drops down and unleashes a slap and follows up with a jawbreaker.

Wolfe drops to the mat into a seated position, as DiMaris rubs her head before following up with a shining wizard and then goes for a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

Th...kickout!

Simone: DiMaria with a shining wizard and then a pin... and Wolfe just about kicks out.

DiMaria looks at the ref and argues for a few moments before turning back to Wolfe, where she rolls her onto her stomach and grabs Wolfe's arm, but Wolfe senses what is coming and quickly kicks her legs about and one of them catches the bottom rope and she leaves it there. The ref moves in and tells DiMaria to releases and she reluctantly does, and she rolls away, while Wolfe rolls to the ropes and then sits up.

Adams: DiMaria doesn't like the slow count and momentarily argues with the ref, before turning back to Wolfe and looks to make her tap out, but Wolfe is very much aware of the possible submission hold, and she flays her legs about and catches the bottom rope and leaves her foot there.

Simone: DiMaria isn't happy about that.

DiMaria makes her way to her feet, as she goes to approaches Wolfe, but the ref keeps DiMaria back, as Wolfe shakes her arm before grabbing the ropes and climbs to her feet, as DiMaria rushes in and Wolfe gets an elbow up, which catches DiMaria, and she stumbles back and Wolfe rushes forward and catches DiMaria with a dropkick and sends DiMaria down to the mat.

Adams: This match is still pretty even.

Simone: DiMaria tries to catch Wolfe off guard but Wolfe gets an elbow up and DiMaria stumbles back and Wolfe catches DiMaria with a dropkick.

She rolls away, as Wolfes makes her way to her feet and moves to DiMaria, where she grabs her by the hair, but DiMaria grabs her and rolls her up in a surprise package...

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Adams: Wolfe kicks out at two.

Wolfe kicks out and then rolls away towards the ropes, as DiMaria moves to the ropes as well and they both makes their way to their feet. They both move in and have a short brawl until DiMaria gets the upper hand and drives her head forwards and catches Wolfe across the bridge of her nose. Wolfe stumbles backwards and DiMaria grabs her hand and Irish whips her across the ring and Wolfe hits the ropes and as she comes back, DiMaria goes for a wild swing, which Wolfe ducks and as she turns, she catches DiMaria with a slap.

Simone: Wolfe kicks out, as they both then make their way to their feet. They briefly brawl, as DiMaria lurches forward and catches Wolfe on the bridge of her nose. She tries to take advantage but doesn't work out, as Wolfe replies with a slap across her face.

DiMaria takes a few steps backwards holding her face, as Wolfe checks her nose for blood but there is none. Wolfe and DiMaria glare at each other and move forward and exchange a few words before DiMaria catches Wolfe with a boot to the stomach, which doubles her over and DiMaria clubs her back. Wolfe stumbles away holding her back but DiMaria rushes in and catches Wolfe with the DiMaria Code 2.0 (Double knee backbreaker).

Adams: Neither is getting ahead in this match... but as I say that DiMaria boots Wolfe in the stomach and follows up with a club and then a double knee backbreaker.

Simone: Wolfe is done.

Wolfe lays on the match sucking in air, as DiMaria crawls over to Wolfe, where she rolls Wolfe onto her stomach and then proceeds to lock in the "Mercedes Bends" - (Bridging Fujiwara Armbar). Wolfe tries to find to find the ropes again with her feet, but DiMaria pulls back even harder and Wolfe instantly taps out.

Adams: The Mercedes Bents... and Wolfe taps out.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Winner of this match via submission... Julianna DiMaria.

DiMaria's music hits over the p.a,, as she rolls off Wolfe and climbs to her feet, where the referee raises her arm in victory.

Simone: Julianna continues to dominate!

Adams: But it's been announced Kayla is next and from one Brit to another, good luck darling, it's coming home right?

Simone: I have no idea what that means but unfortunately, its time to end! Thank you for joining us, we're back next week and its gonna be big. For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying good night everyone!