But what if YOU lose?

I have already shown I can pull myself back up time and time again, I have already proved that I will come back stronger. So, I lose to you, and so what? I'll kick the shit out of everyone else back there and pull my way back up, I will hound you, I will haunt you. You will NEVER be rid of me. So, that covers if I lose but…what about you? Will you pull yourself up like I have and come back after me stronger than ever? Or will you fold and crumble?...Maybe you should think about that….

She then goes for a cover…

ONE!

TWO!

Kickout!

Marlowe kicks out, as Mason shakes her head before making her way to feet, as she grabs Marlowe and pulls her up and then lifts her up onto her shoulders as she looks to finish Marlowe, but Marlowe begins to wriggle on Mason's shoulders and she manages to slip free and drops behind Mason and then leaps up and hits a double knee backbreakers.

Adams: Marlowe kicks out, as Mason pulls Marlowe up and lifts her onto her shoulders, but as she looks to finish Marlowe off, but Marlowe begins to wriggle free and she drops down behind Mason and hits a double knee backbreaker.

Mason rolls away holding her back as she sucks in some air, as Marlowe slowly climbs back to her feet, as she then rushes in and baseball slides Mason and sends her out of the ring before turning and bounces off the ropes but the ref stops her as the ref turns and looks through the ropes to check on Mason.

Simone: Marlowe looks to fly, but the ref stops her.

Adams: Why?

Marlowe approaches the ref and they have a few words as she backs up, as she looks to fly another way, but all of sudden Luna Pasilno leaps the barriers and slides into the ring, where she raises her arm up showing her brass knucks covered fist before driving her fist forward into the back of Marlowe's skull, which Marlowe drops to the mat like a sack of potatoes.

Adams: What the… is that Luna?

Simone: Is it and she just knocked Marlowe out.

Luna quickly makes a sharp exit the same way she came in, as Mason rolls back into the ring as she and the ref see that Marlowe is down. The ref checks on Marlowe as Mason looks on in concern. Shrugging she shoves the ref away and rolls Marlowe onto her back and goes for the pin…

Adams: The ref didn't see any of it.

Simone: Mason takes advantage of this though.

The ref looks at her in disbelief but counts it…

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Adams: Harper picks up the win… though she should be ashamed of how she picked it up.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall… Harper Mason.

Mason rolls off of Marlowe and climbs to her feet, as her music hits over the p.a, as she looks down at Marlowe and then looks around for the attacker but can't see anyone. She then drops to a knee to assist the ref, as Marlowe begins to come around. The ref and Harper help Marlowe from the ring and all three head up the ramp to the backstage area.

Simone: Nice of Harper to help the referee and Sam to the backstage area. We will get an update later on Sam when we have it.

We see Krystal backstage with her sidekicks and the Aussie has a frown on her face as she looks at the camera.

Krystal: Our "esteemed" champion continues the bullshit "what have you done for me lately" trend of the Bombshell Locker Room by badmouthing me after our match last week, barely admitting the fact that I took her to the limit.

Krystal scoffs as she rolls her eyes.

Krystal: Sooner Julianna drops the title the better, from now on I'll be Team Whoever She's Facing, much like a certain former champion was towards the end of my reign.

Kelly: So, what's next?

Krystal glances over at the Irish girl.

Kelly: What? I'm just asking.

Krystal: We'll see what, if anything, the bosses have lined up for me next week but you can be assured that I'll be back where I belong sooner than you think.

Hayley: In the winners circle or in the title picture?

Krystal: Both.

Krystal states as she turns to Hayley.

Krystal: If nothing else, last week confirmed that the era of one and done champions in SCW is done, granted there's a chance that Tempest could prove me wrong in tonight's Main Event.

Kelly: About a million to one chance.

Hayley: Especially against Mercedes and Seleana.

Krystal: But more importantly, it means I have to keep watching the championship scenes in SCW even closer than ever before, waiting for that moment when they slip, and who knows? Maybe that three year drought will finally fucking end!

Krystal walks off with her sidekicks as the scene fades.

The roving camera person is walking around the backstage area to see who they can find to focus their camera on. They spot movement and they see Bill and Bea Barnhart walking down the hallway in the direction where the Staging Area is located. The camera person approaches them and asks if it is okay for them to walk along with them to the Staging Area. Bill and Bea approve the request and the camera person keeps their camera focused on Bill and Bea as they head to the Staging Area.

Bill: For anyone watching who did not get to see my comments leading up to my match against Peter Vaughn my name is Bill Barnhart which translates into RESOLUTE PROTECTOR and AS STRONG AS A BEAR.

Bea: And my name Bea means BRINGER OF HAPPINESS.

Bill: If you want to know the meaning of the name of my opponent, Peter Vaughn, means then ask for a transcript of my comments from earlier this week and you will know what the meaning of his name is.

Bill and Bea turn a corner to head down the hallway that leads to the Staging Area. The camera person remains with them keeping their camera focused on the duo.

Bill: Tonight I will defeat Peter Vaughn which will send him into his match against Miles Kasey at Blaze of Glory XII for the Internet Championship as a loser.

Bea: And for all you haters you need to stop disrespecting me while I am serving as Bill's Manager for his matches. I am in his corner, as his Manager, to ensure all of Bill's matches are officiated correctly by the Referees and that the opponents Bill faces are not bringing interference to the match.

Bill and Bea arrive at the Staging Area and they thank the camera person for their time to broadcast their comments on their way to the Staging Area. They ask the camera person to cut their camera feed since they are already at the Staging Area and the camera person does so.

Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and this next match promises to be a doozy! Peter Vaughn's record setting Roulette Title Reign ended at My Bloody Valentine when Eddie Lyons ended his reign and now he's set to challenge Miles Kasey for the Internet Championship at Blaze of Glory! But first, he has to get some pins under his belt and that starts with his match against Bill Barnhart tonight!

Adams: This is the fourth time Peter has wrestled Bill and the first time without a title at stake and their second one on one match! All the other matches between these men were for the title but maybe now that Peter's lost the title, he'll slip up?

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

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!

The lights in the arena go out, causing the usual hysteria from the crowd. After a few seconds, Peter Vaughn's face appears on the big tron, darkly smirking down at the fans.

"This Time... It's Different."

Justin: Introducing first, from Dalas, Texas, weighing 185 pounds "The Mechanic" PETER VAUGHN!

After Vaughn finishes speaking, he begins to laugh. His laughter carries on as the Tron video overtakes his image, beginning with "This Time It's Different" by Evans Blue. Vaughn comes out from the back, smiling at the reaction he's getting. He stops on the ramp, surveying the hatred from the crowd. From Vaughn's reaction, you'd think they were chanting his name, as he walks down the aisle with a cocky smile. He heads straight through the ropes and into his corner, stretching and preparing for a fight.

Simone: It feels weird to see Vaughn without the Roulette Title considering he held it for almost three hundred days.

Adams: He has since been moved up to the Internet Division, we'll see how well he does,

Justin: And his opponent!

Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his wife and Manager, Bea Barnhart, who is leading their English Bulldog Iris by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar.

Justin: From Lawrenceville, Georgia, weighing 240ibs, BILL BARNHART!

When the song comes to the lyrics RAISE YOUR GLASS Bill Barnhart raises the chalice into the air. The crowd gives a mixed reaction to Barnhart. The three make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to Bea so she can keep watch on it until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before settling into a corner.

Simone: If there's one man other than the current champion Eddie who was a persistent thorn in Peter's side during the Roulette Title Reign, it was Bill!

Adams: He was one of Peter's opponents in the initial Triple Threat after Goth's illness caused him to vacate the title, then he faced Peter in a Stretcher Match for his first defence and later challenged him alongside Jack Washington in a Briefcase Bonanza Match! He, obviously, lost all three matches but you can't deny that Bill's persistent.

Jacob goes over the rules with both men but as soon as he goes to call for the nell though Bill sucker punches Peter and once Peter recovers and returns the favour and the two men start brawling in the middle of the ring and Jacob calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: Bill tried to get the ball rolling from the word go but Peter's fighting back.

Adams: Peter is a multiple time champion in and out of SCW, that shouldn't be surprising even if Bill hadn't wrestled him before.

As soon as the bell rings Jacob tries to restore order to the match but neither Bill nor Peter are listening to him as they trade blows! Bill rocks Peter with an especially stiff forearm though and that backs Peter towards the ropes, Bill takes a moment to jaw jack with the fans but Peter returns fire with a roaring elbow that sends Bill rearing towards the far ropes until he's sent out of the ring with a high dropkick.

Simone: Bill paid the price for trying to brawl with the former champion!

Adams: Peter may be the lighter of the two men but he can hold his own in any fight!

Bill tries to recover and Bea tries to calm him down but upon seeing Peter charging at the ropes for a Suicide Drive Bill tells Bea to keep her distance just in time to get wiped out by Peter's dive! Peter poses for the fans but Bea gets into it with him, arguing with her husband's opponent and Bill clobbers him from behind with a stiff forearm and throws him into the ring! Bill follows Peter into the ring and goes for the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Peter kicks out!

Simone: Bea stuck her nose in the match and now Bill is in control.

Adams: Bea had better watch herself because if he keeps interfering on Bill's behalf Peter could get her kicked out IF she's lucky.

Jacob does warn Peter about further interference but his attention quickly turns back to Bill and Peter as Bill has an armbar locked in on Peter! Peter refuses to tap out and instead rolls Bill into a roll up to try to break up the pin.

ONE!

TWO!

And Bill kicks out but manages to keep the hold locked in, upon realizing that that tactic isn't going to work for once Peter starts rolling his way towards the ring ropes instead disorienting Bill and managing to score the rope break on Bill.

Simone: That was certainly a unique way for Peter to break Bill's hold.

Adams: Unique and effective.

Bill is so disorientated from being rolled around the matt that he has to use the ring ropes to pull himself up whilst Peter is able to get back up to his feet under his own power! Peter delivers a few stiff forearms to Bill before he whips Bill across the ring but on the rebound Bill puts the breaks on when Peter attempts to hit another Dropkick causing him to crash and burn instead! Peter rolls towards the ring ropes nearest to Bea and Bill gives chase before going for a pin with his legs facing Bea.

ONE!

BEA GRABS BILL'S LEGS AND PUTS THEM ON THE MIDDLE ROPE AND HOLDS ON!

TWO!

And Peter still kicks out! But Bea made a huge mistake in the process.

Simone: Oh, oh, Bea just got caught with her hand in Bill's cookie jar.

Adams: And she's in big trouble for trying to help Bill beat Peter!

Sure enough? Jacob flat out ejects Bea from ringside much to the delight of the fans! Bea tries to protest but hen Jacob threatens to disqualify Bill and award the match to Peter she relents and heads to the back, taking Iris with her, Bill is less than pleased about this development but it leaves him open to a school boy roll up from Peter!

ONE!

TWO!

And Bill gets the shoulder up! Both men get to their feet and Bill rocks Peter with a stiff forearm and Peter returns the favour with one of his own! Bill then really lays into Peter with a stiff headbutt but Peter returns fire with a Superkick that sends Bill reeling towards the ropes! Bill then finishes the sequence with a lariat and both men are down for the moment prompting Jacob to start the ten count!

Simone: As we have often said on Climax Control, whoever gets up first will have a huge advantage.

Adams: And I can't tell who got the worst of that exchange.

By the time Jacob's count reaches seven Bill is back on his feet and he calls for the Barnhart Shoulder Breaker, he picks up Peter and goes to set up the Flying Hammerlock but Peter reverses it and hits the Key Holder!

Simone: Bill goes for the Barnhart Shoulder Breaker and Peter reverses it into the Key Holder!

Adams: Looks it's secured him another win too! Stick a fork in Bill, he's done!

Peter goes for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner, "The Mechanic" Peter Vaughn!

Simone: Peter gets the win in a stiff contest!

Adams: And it's back to square one for the Barnharts!

Peter celebrates whilst Job checks on Bill.

SINGLES MATCH
ERIKA MOORE vs KALLIE REZNIK

Justin Smith is seen in the locker room area and decides to talk about his future.

Smith: I do not know what is next for me, other than entering myself in the Blast from the Past tournament whenever it takes place. I will be scouting all my potential opponents and tag team partners, to get an idea of whom I hope to pair with and face off against. I personally hop3 to face some new people and am looking forward to the experience of being in such a great tournament.

Justin cackles as the scene fades to black.

Bobbie and Artie are seen walking down the hall backstage. Bobbie looks slightly nervous as they walk and Artie has more of a curious look on his face.

Bobbie: I really wonder what this could be about. I mean, I already know that Bella is challenging for my title at Blaze of Glory.

Artie: I don't know, either, Bobbie. This is like getting called to the principal's office, though.

Bobbie: But I didn't do anything this time! I've been behaving!

They walk a little further before they stop in front of a door with a sign labeled 'Christian Underwood.' Bobbie looks at Artie and he shakes his head, insisting she knock instead. She rolls her eyes and just as she is about to knock, the door opens causing the two of them to jump back, each letting out a quick shriek. Christian Underwood stares at them, and just shakes his head.

Christian: Some people are just too easily startled. Either of you need to step away to go check your pants? I'd rather my office not stink during this meeting…

Artie shakes his head quickly, trying not to laugh. Bobbie just brushes herself off before she replies.

Bobbie: I have full control of my bladder, thank you very much! Although I might be a little sweaty over this business we have to talk about because I have no idea what you called us here for!

Christian: Let's step inside for a moment.

Christian steps aside and lets the two of them step inside his office for the night. He walks over and grabs what appears to be a contract as he gives them his full attention.

Christian: This has to do with this contract for the Blast From the Past Tournament. The same one you, Artie, turned in last week.

Bobbie and Artie quickly glance at one another. Bobbie smiles as she thinks she knows what this is about.

Bobbie: That's it?! Oh, there is nothing to worry about Christian. I was fully aware this year that Artie was going to enter me. I mean, I did sign it this time. All is good!

Christian: Not exactly…

Bobbie and Artie remain silent, now even more confused.

Christian: I think there was some confusion on the layout of the updated contracts this year…

Bobbie: What are you talking about? Updated?!

Christian barely has time to hand over the contract before Bobbie snatches it out of his hands, looking it over carefully. Her eyes widen when she realizes the mistake, and Christian is the one who breaks the silence.

Christian: Bobbie, you are not a part of the tournament this year. Artie is.

Artie's face goes white and his jaw drops. Bobbie looks at Christian, shaking her head.

Bobbie: This isn't valid! Not legally binding! Artie isn't a wrestler, so we'll just fill out another contract correctly!

Artie: Yeah! That's…that's right! Silly mistake. You just called us here to fill out new paperwork, right?

Christian shakes his head, but he has a grin on his face.

Christian: Afraid not. As Artie is under contract as a manager, he is technically also an SCW superstar. So the contract is very much legally binding. Welcome to the Blast From The Past Tournament, Artie. I suggest you start your training right away.

Christian doesn't wipe the smirk off his face. Bobbie and Artie both frantically look through the contract, hoping for some sort of loophole, before the scene quickly fades.

Back at ringside the fans were gearing up for the next scheduled match of the night. 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 white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. 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: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first at this time. Coming down the aisle from London, England. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds -- BEN JORDAN!

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

The opening riff of Parkway Drive's "Vice grip" hits. The high speed gives way to Aiden Reynolds stepping out onto the stage, a fist in the air and a black leather jacket with "The Aussie Wolf" spray painted on the back. He moves his way down to the ring and as the refrain of the song hits he throws his arms out to the side as he and the crowd both chant.

Justin: And now introducing his opponent. Hailing from Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds. 'The Aussie Wolf' AIDEN REYNOLDS!

He leaps onto the apron and takes a few steps backwards before sling shooting himself into the ring and spinning around, he then stops and drops to one knee slamming his fist into the mat

DING DING DING!

Reynolds and Ben stepped forward with one another the moment that bell rang. The two of them found themselves tying up with each other. Strong collar-elbow tie up, but with neither of them getting the upper hand. That was until Ben started to push Reynolds towards the corner. Backing him into it, but as soon as he did. Ben broke the hold out of respect for the rules.

Taking a few steps back as Reynolds eyeballed him for a moment or two. Nodding his head while coming out of the corner realizing this was going to be about respect. Both men began to circle around each other at that point trying to get a feel for things. Before meeting up for another lock up. However this time Reynolds caught Ben by surprise with a side headlock. Squeezing down with some force.

Simone: We're going to witness quite the wrestling match between these two. I can just feel it.

Adams: We see great wrestling matches all the time Belinda. What is going to make this one stand out, do you think?

Simone: It's clear both men have respect for each other and the craft. That's going to make a big difference with the type of wrestling match this is.

Ben found himself wrapping his arms around the waist of Reynolds. Before quickly shooting him off to break the headlock he was in. Reynolds hit the ropes and came bouncing back. Ben had that scouted as he leveled his opponent with a shoulder block to knock him down. Ben took one look at Reynolds laying there and then turned to run towards the ropes.

As soon as Ben was coming back Reynolds rolled over to try and trip him up. Ben proceeded to leap right over him to hit the ropes on the other side. This allowed Reynolds to scramble up to his feet as Ben was coming back. Reynolds leap frogged right on over Ben to send him against the ropes for a third time. Off the ropes he came as Reynolds was turning around but Ben was done with the games as he laid him out with a massive LARIAT that turned Reynolds inside out.

Adams: First big move on the match!

Simone: That was quite the lariat by Ben. You can see the pain on Aiden's face.

Adams: Perfect chance for Ben to get in control here and stay in control.

Despite being turned inside out. Reynolds was getting to his feet, but Ben was waiting in the winds. Reynolds found himself turning right into a NORTHERN LIGHTS SUPLEX as Ben made sure to bridge the pin the moment he slammed him down.

ONE!

KICK OUT!

Ben nodded his head as a sign of respect for the fight Reynolds had. He gripped a hold of his head and proceeded to lift him up with him. However once they were at a standing base, Reynolds popped Ben's hands up off him and quickly leaped into the air to catch Ben with a KNEE to the face. Ben was caught hard as he stumbled back and fell through the ropes to the outside.

Adams: Oh man. That knee looked brutal! Did you see the way Ben's eyes rolled back?!

Simone: Reynolds has proven time and time again. He can land that running knee just about anywhere at any given time. I'd be wanting to avoid that at all costs!

Ben had rolled over and reached up to grab a hold of the steel barricade in an attempt to pull himself up. Surely, he was able to do so. Ben let go of the barricade and turned around to head back for the ring. However it was clear Reynolds had other plans as he came diving over the top rope with a SOMERSAULT PLANCHA landing right on top of Ben to take him down to the floor.

Both men crashed pretty harshly, but Reynolds was quick to get right back to his feet. Grabbing a hold of the back of Ben's head and pulled him to his feet. Rushing towards the ring and tossing Ben under the bottom rope back into the ring. Ben rolled over to his knees and started to push himself up. Which is exactly what Reynolds wanted as he stood there on the apron waiting.

Simone: Coming back to that knee. It has completely changed the tide of this match within the blink of an eye. Aiden has complete control here.

Adams: He sure is, but you know as well as I know. You never count Ben out. He has looked like he was in a bad way plenty of times throughout the year and ended up walking away with a win.

The second Ben stood up. Reynolds gripped the top rope to use in his advantage connecting with a perfect SPRINGBOARD CLOTHESLINE nearly taking Ben's head off with it. Both men hit the mat, as Reynolds landed right on top of Ben for his first pin attempt of the night.

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Reynolds sat there on his knees for a moment realizing that it was going to take a lot more than that to put Ben down. Pushing himself up to his feet before turning his attention to Ben. By that point he was using the ropes to pull himself up. Reynolds quickly clubbed Ben in the back to keep the pressure on. Before grabbing him by the arm and whipping Ben into the corner with force.

Ben hit it and immediately fell right onto his backside in the corner. Reynolds had him lined up before rushing in and tossing his body towards Ben for a CANNON BAL-NO! Ben dodged the move at the last second causing Reynolds to hit the turnbuckle post and land right on his head. The crowd loved the competitive match and let it be known with their cheers.

Adams: Could this be the opening Ben needed?!

Simone: I don't know its the opening, but I know it's something Ben needed there. Reynolds was cloning in on the victory.

Adams: No matter how this ends. I think the fans really got their money's worth with this match. They're behind both men!

Reynolds had managed to get himself back to his feet after the miss. Turning himself around, but he was caught with a RIGHT HAND to the jaw that dropped him down to his knees. Ben zeroing in after that punch as he grabbed a hold of Reynolds and pulled him up to his feet, but in the same breath sent him flying towards the ropes. He hit them with force and came back as Ben lifted him up and planted him in the middle of the ring with a SPINEBUSTER and went for the cover right off it.

Simone: Big spinebuster from Ben!

ONE!

Adams: I know there's not too many people watching right now that knows what that feels like. But the shockwave of pain that just went through Aiden's spine right now is no joke.

TWO!

Simone: This is looking like another win for Ben!

THR-NOOOO!

HUGE KICK OUT FROM REYNOLDS!

Adams: Oh no! It's not over yet. Aiden came to play tonight folks!

Simone: I'll give it to Aiden. That was impressive, but he's got to capitalize off that. Ben's got all the momentum now.

Ben was looking at that arm Reynolds was able to kick out with. It didn't take but a second later for him to grab onto it as he was trying to force Reynolds to roll over. That submission specialist mindset of Ben's trying to take over. That's when Reynolds drove his elbow back right into the face of Ben to create some separation amongst the two.

Reynolds shook his arm out a little as he got to his feet. The moment he turned around there was Ben going for a CLOTHESLI-NOOO! Reynolds quickly ducked under it and then drilled Ben from behind with a CHOP BLOCK bringing Ben down. He was favoring his leg as Reynolds then grabbed a hold of his legs and flipped him over. Before Ben knew what was going on he was locked in FOUR X GOLD with nowhere to go.

Adams: Look at that! Aiden showing he can be a submission specialist himself!

Simone: Ben looks like he's in an unbelievable amount of pain!

Adams: The pressure that is being put on Ben's spine right now is not good. He spends any more time in that hold, it very well could have some long lasting effects!

Ben was doing his best to hold out. Slowly but surely trying to crawl towards the ropes while Reynolds pulled tighter on his legs while leaning back to put pressure on the spine of Ben. Ben punched the mat in pain, as he lifted himself up one last time and reached out to GRAB THE BOTTOM ROPE as Dawn quickly began to tell Reynolds to let go of the hold. Reynolds sighed heavily while he let go of the hold. Clearly wanting the victory at this moment.

Adams: Aiden was so close, so close to getting Ben to tap.

Simone: Gotta give it to Ben for fighting through all that and being able to make it to the ropes.

Reynolds was the first to get to his feet. He found himself stalking behind Ben waiting for him to finish getting up. As soon as he did, Reynolds grabbed the arm of Ben and spun him around. Hosting Ben up onto his shoulders for THE GOLD COAST CUT-NOOO! The moment the rotation happened Ben shifted his weight and landed right in front of Reynolds to lift him up for THAT HARDTA HU-NOOOOOOOO! Reynolds was able to counter and take Ben down with a hurricanrana.

The two men were scrambling to get to their feet. Both wanted that upperhand as soon as they could get it late in the match. Both men no sooner than stood up and a CLOTHESLINE took out both men! The crowd began to boo with ALEXANDER RAVEN standing there in the middle of the ring with a smirk on his face. Dawn found herself quickly calling for the bell at the action.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen this match has been declared a NO CONTEST!

Alexander found himself laughing a little bit while stepping right over Ben to prove a point on his way to sliding out of the ring. Backing up the ramp while looking down at the ring to the chaos he had just caused.

Simone: What the hell! What is the meaning of this?!

Adams: I really wish I had an answer for you, Belinda. The only thing I can think of is Alexander has such a disdain for Ben. He's out to cost him anyway he can.

Simone: But he didn't just cost Ben. He cost Aiden. As well as these fans from seeing an end to a great wrestling match.

Adams: I don't believe Alexander cares one bit about any of that.

Inside the ring Ben was starting to sit up and coming to the realization of what happened. A glare taking over his expression as he put all his attention on the smirking Alexander still standing there on the ramp very proud of what he had just done.

Adams: What is he thinking?

Simone: Someone get out here! Someone stop this!

The bell continues to ring endlessly as the referee tries to intervene and get Raven off of Ben but Alexander jumps to his feet and all but threatens the official! Alexander turns back to Ben who fights to recover from the surprise of this ambush, and Raven wraps both hands around Ben's throat, choking the life out of him! Security runs out to the ring to get between both men but Alexander turns on them, swinging wildly one right after the other, fighting them off as Ben uses the ropes to drag himself back to a standing position!

Adams: How the hell is Ben supposed to defend himself against this!? He just had a hard fought match against Aiden! Ben has to be tired! Hurt!

Simone: And Alexander Raven knows this and is like a shark smelling blood in the water!

Ben turns around and Alexander clotheslines Ben with enough impact that it sends him careening through the ropes and to the ringside floor! The crowd is booing Alexander viciously as he parades around the ring, jetting a thumb toward himself and shouting back at them! Ben pulls himself to his feet and seeing this, Raven power walks right over and reaches through the ropes to grab Ben - but Ben reaches back and sweeps Alexander's legs out from under him!

Adams: Hey now! Here we go!

Ben drags Alexander all of the way out of the ring and the two men begin trading bone jarring blows to each others' heads and faces! Alexander gouges Ben's eyes, gaining the advantage and he grabs Ben by the hair and attempts to slam his head into the metal ring steps but Ben blocks it and Ben slams Raven's head into the steel instead!

Adams: Hooo! Did you hear the sound Raven's head made hitting the steel!?

Simone: I practically felt it!

Raven staggers back and almost topples to the floor, losing his footing but Ben grabs him by the back of the head and slams his head into the timekeeper's table, right on top of the house mic - resulting in an echoing thud that goes throughout the arena!

Simone: Hey now, don't bring it here!

Adams: Bel! Look! Raven is busted open!

Indeed he is as the gash has been opened right on the hairline, sending rivets of crimson trickling down his face!

Simone: It had to be that slam into the steps and hitting the microphone!

Adams: Ben Jordan has had enough of Alexander Raven's attacks!

Ben plows right into Alexander, driving him back against the table and Raven is on his back as Ben comes out swinging!

Adams: Oh no! Look out behind you!

Luna Pasilno is racing down the aisle and she turns a corner around the ring to again attack Ben from behind - when Samantha Marlowe leaps the barricade and spears Luna almost in half, causing Luna to almost get turned inside out!

Simone: And right there is the backup Ben Jordan needs! Samantha Marlowe!

Adams: The cavalry is here!

Now the women are fighting right there on the floor, rolling around and trading clubbing blows, fighting for the upper hand while Alexander kicks Ben off of him! Ben goes right back after him and Alexander grabs him into a side headlock but Ben grabs him in his own and the two Superstars stumble into the barricade and they fall over and into the front row!

Simone: They're fighting in the front row! Get those people away from there!

Alexander grabs a fallen steel chair and raises it high to throw down onto Ben but Ben rolls aside and the chair hits the floor! Ben then springs up and plows into Alexander, right into more seats and sends the chairs scattering as more security arrives for the safety of the fans and to get this melee under control!

Meanwhile, Luna ends up on top and she drags Samantha to her feet from behind with an arm wrapped deep around her throat and she sends her careening against the steel ring post! Luna moves in and Sam grabs her by the arm and pulls her in hard, Irish whipping her into the steel herself! Luna staggers around in a full circle and Samantha runs right up the steps and jumps off, wiping Luna out with a Thesz press!

Adams: This is great!

Simone: This is not great, Jason! This needs to be broken up but these four are totally out of control!

More security now converges where the women are and they manage to drag Samantha off of Luna who staggers to her feet and stumbles against the timekeeper's table! Luna grabs a water pitcher and she spins around and clobbers Samantha in the head with it!

Simone: Oh of course! While Samantha was being held back!

Christian Underwood and Mark Ward appear on the stage and they begin waving to the back and the locker rooms quickly empty out of Superstars and Bombshells alike! Goth! Miles Kasey! Justin Smith! Eddie Lyons! Peter Vaugn! They and more are in the crowd now, doing a better job at separating Ben Jordan and Alexander Raven while Harper Mason, Seleana Zdunich, Crystal Zdunich and more are dragging Samantha and Luna apart and away from one another!

Adams: When is the last time we've seen a fight like THAT!?

Simone: My god, what carnage! Ben Jordan has found the help he needs against the Conspiracy and it is his close friend, Samantha Marlowe!

SINGLES MATCH
RODRIGO AFONSO vs AIDEN REYNOLDS

The cameras cut backstage, where Ms. Rocky Mountains is already waiting with SCW Roulette Champion, "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Hello SCW fans, I'm here tonight with our Roulette Champion, "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons, how are you tonight Eddie?

Eddie Lyons: I'm doing great Rocky, thank you.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Last Climax Control, you were successful in defending your Roulette Championship against Justin Smith. Matches are still being announced for Blaze For Glory, are you ready for your next defense?

Eddie Lyons: Of course I am. I have a whole new set of goals to accomplish and things to prove now. I want to hold this longer than even Peter Vaughn did, and I realize that's a tall order but its all about setting goals to stay motivated. When there's a new champ in town, all the vultures start to appear looking for easy pickings. I'm not easy pickings though, you want this championship? You have to earn it like I did.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Alexander Raven had some words about you at the press conference after My Bloody Valentine. That if he had to remind you of your place beneath the betters, he would.

Eddie Lyons: Sounds like a lot of talk to me Rocky. If Raven wants to go, I'm not that hard to find. If he wants to step to me, he'll find out why I am the one who defeated the greatest Roulette Champion in SCW history. Or he can just keep chasing those mixed tag championships, while I continue to actually BE a champion.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Last Climax Control, you mentioned possibly being surprised with a briefcase, was that a shot at Rodrigo Afonso?

Eddie Lyons: I wouldn't call it a shot. I have a ton of respect for Rodrigo, we came into this company together. Our first match was against each other. I was just letting him know that if he does choose me, I'll be ready. Just don't forget who beat you in both our previous encounters.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, we should know your opponent soon for Blaze For Glory, any words for them?

Eddie Lyons: Whomever you may be, you better bring everything you got. I fought hard to earn this and I don't intend on letting it go easily. Whoever SCW chooses to enter the lions den will be nothing more than my next victim. I'll be waiting to see who you are. I just hope they're ready for what comes next, because Eddie Lyons plans to be Roulette Champion for a very long time.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Thanks Eddie. That's our time.

Eddie Lyons: Anytime Rocky.

The scene fades out as both look into the camera.

Backstage, the cameras once again are focused on Bobbie Dahl and Artie. No longer in Christian Underwood's office, they are now somewhere else backstage, both with panicked looks on their faces. After finding out that there was a mix-up and Artie was entered in the Blast From The Past tournament and not Bobbie, they clearly had no idea what to do.

Bobbie: I'll find a way to get you out of this, honey. I swear!

Artie shakes his head. He looks sadly resigned to the fact that he would just have to compete.

Artie: You heard Christian. The contract is legally binding. Do you honestly want to be hit with the consequences of breaking a contract?!

Bobbie thinks for a moment, still sure of the fact there has to be a way to get him out of this.

Artie: Just…forget it. I'll go through with it. We'll figure something out.

Bobbie frowns and quickly shakes her head. There was no way she would let this stand, but before she could try and argue more with Artie, they are interrupted by an eager Pussy Willow, looking for a quick interview.

Pussy Willow: Bobbie. I was hoping I could get your thoughts on—

Bobbie: Oh hell! Word just gets around quickly doesn't it. You heard that we somehow entered Artie into the Blast From The Past tournament and not me, and now you want to know how I feel about it?!

A surprised look appears on Pussy Willow's face and she slowly shakes her head.

Pussy Willow: Actually, no. I hadn't heard that yet. I was going to ask about how you feel about learning that Bella Madison being the next challenger to your Bombshell Roulette title, but…

Bobbie's eyes widen and Artie just remains quiet as can be.

Bobbie: Oh…well, shoot. Cat's out of the bag now. Look, we're gonna find a way to get Artie out of this mess somehow. So…no questions on it!

Pussy Willow awkwardly grins, knowing as well as Artie did that there was no way they'd get him out of it. He had to compete.

Bobbie: And as for Bella being my next challenger? Well…I've faced her before. I've beaten her before. I'm not completely worried, but I know she'll be a tough challenge for me again. Maybe tougher than last time, I'm sure. I won't say too much about it right now, because I'll save that all for later, but I'm excited about going up against Bella again. Looking forward to it!

Pussy Willow: Well, alright then. Artie, are you okay? You look a little…pale?

Artie nods.

Artie: Huh? Oh…yeah. I'm good. Totally awesome. Super excited to be in the tournament…Not nervous at all. Nope.

The more he tries to persuade himself and Bobbie and Pussy, the more nervous he becomes. He breaks out in a cold sweat and before they know it, he drops to the floor, having fainted right there! Bobbie drops down to check on Artie.

Bobbie: Artie! Honey! Wake up!

She looks up to Pussy, agitated.

Bobbie: See what you did! You just couldn't leave it alone and you made him pass out!!

Pussy Willow: I'll…just go get the medical staff to come check on him.

Bobbie gets back to checking on Artie as he slowly starts coming to, and Pussy Willow rushes off to go find some help.

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.

'Yeah I got voices in my head again, tread carefully.'

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.

Justin: The following contest is a Mixed Tag Team match. Introducing first from Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. 'The Napalm Kingslayer' ALEXANDER RAVEN!

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 roared their displeasure as he ran 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 lights begin to dull, going to almost complete black. The opening chime, a single spotlight appearing above Luna Pasilno. A large smile plastered across her face, hands raising to her sides, palms downwards, hands bent somewhat. "'Cause I'm a King," plays out as blue lights begin to pulse across the arena in time with the music. Her hands thrust down rapidly, striding forth. Rolling her hips heavily with each measured and purposeful step.

Justin: And introducing his tag team partner. From New Orleans, Louisiana. 'The Masochist' LUNA PASILNO!

The crowd roared with boos and dissent, vitriol flowing from them. She comes to a stop at the base of the ramp, eyes fixed on the center of the ring. She bends at the knee slightly, turning side on and throwing her head back. One hand pressing the back of her wrist against her head, hand hanging flaccidly, the other still resting on her hip. "There is a god, and she is me," she bounces up slightly, bringing her hand from her hip up in full flourish and 'shows herself off', taking a few quick steps before swinging one leg up onto the apron. Hooking her hands, she pulls herself up and under, bringing the other leg up in a momentary split as she slides beneath the bottom rope. She sits and turns, pulling herself up with the ropes, and slowly backing into the middle of the ring. Shimmying her jacket off in the process.

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

Justin: Now their opponents. Coming to the ring first. From Dallas, Texas. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!

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

"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat. He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope.

Justin: And her tag team partner. From Manchester, United Kingdom. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. He is the current reigning Sin City Wrestling Internet Champion, MILES KASEY!

He was running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans went crazy! With his music dying down he headed over to his corner with Alexandra. The two of them talk about the match with Jasmine then calling for the bell.

DING DING DING!

The bell sounded and the women took it upon themselves to start the match off. Luna gets the jump on Alexandra with a forearm right to the jaw. Alexandra fell back into the ropes as she clearly wasn't ready for such a sudden strike. Luna gripped a hold of her wrist and then sent her across the ring with an Irishwhip. Alexandra hit the ropes and came back into a stiff knee to the gut that dropped her down to one knee. Luna quickly backed up to size her up, but it was brief as she rushed in with a DROPKICK to the side of the head to put Alexandra down.

Simone: Luna is starting off hot!

Adams: And Alexandra never even saw it coming! That's always the worst when you're just blindsided.

Simone: I'm not a big fan of Luna or Alexander, but this is a wrestling match. Alexandra should've been ready the moment she got into the ring. It's her fault, she got blindsided.

Alexandra was holding her head as Luna leaned down and grabbed a handful of her long locks. She pulled the Bombshell to her feet for a brief moment. Long enough to plant the tip of her boot into her gut and force her to double over. Luna then took Alexandra down with a BRAINBUSTER smack dab in the middle of the ring. Alexandra's neck folded under itself with her head hitting the canvas. Luna made the cover right away.

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT!

Adams: Oh this is starting to seem like a dangerous situation for the team of Miles and Alexandra.

Simone: I was hoping to see a very good competitive match from the two teams. But this is looking like it might end up being very one sided.

Adams: It doesn't help when Alexandra's already been spiked on her head this early into the match. You gotta worry about a neck injury or even a concussion early on.

Not too impressed with Alexandra's fight still remaining. Luna found herself grabbing a hold of the woman's throat to engage in an illegal choke. Alexandra kicked her feet against the mat as she gasped for air. Jasmine was right there to start the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Before the five which would result in a disqualification. Luna let go of the choke as she stood right up and got into the face of Jasmine. By no means was the official going to back down. She pointed to the logo on her shirt as if it was a reminder. Luna simply laughed in her face as she turned back around to lock in on a struggling Alexandra.

Adams: The lack of respect for our officials is uncalled for, if you ask me.

Simone: I can't say that I'm surprised. Alexander has been disrespecting Jasmine for weeks now. Then has the gall to go on twitter and blame her for his losses.

Adams: I'd be the first to admit if things were shady, but she's always been one to call things right down the middle. Maybe it's time for someone to not realize they're not as good as they think they are.

Simone: Oh god, you're going to send him on another tirade.

In the corner Miles was clapping his hands together trying to will Alexandra on. She was using the ropes to pull herself up. As soon as she was at a vertical basis Luna tried to grab a hold of her. Alexandra threw her head back and caught Luna right up under the chin with a HEADBUTT to create some space. Luna held her chin, but that seemed to enrage. Starting to come right back towards Alexandra.

However, the moment she got close. Alexandra caught her by surprise a second time, but this time is when she drove Luna into the mat with a STO. Lunda's head bounced off the mat with the amount of force that had taken place. Luna rolled over holding the back of her head. Alexandra wasted no time grabbing a hold of Luna pulling her back onto her back and made the cover,

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT FROM LUNA!

Simone: Alexandra got her team back in this thing with that STO!

Adams: It's certainly starting to turn things in their favor, but Luna is just as nasty and underhanded as her other half. I'd be on edge the entire time.

Alexandra was getting to her feet and grabbing Luna by her hair to pull her up. She got the woman up on her feet and sent her towards the ropes. Luna hit them and came bouncing back. Right away Alexandra grabbed her by the throat and lifted her up for a CHOKESLA-NO! Luna was able to counter the moment Alexandra lifted her up by landing an elbow to the crown of her head.

Luna then landed on her feet as she gripped a hold of Alexandra lifting her up for a SUPLE-NO! Before she could connect Alexandra managed to swing herself out of it landing on her feet. Wrapping her arms around the waist of Luna and pushing her towards the ropes. Luna hooked both her arms on the top rope to prevent Alexandra from pulling her down.

This resulted in Alexandra doing a back roll on her own. She rolled onto her feet as Luna came exploding towards her. Both women seemed to have the same idea in mind when they caught each other with a DOUBLE CLOTHESLINE taking one another off their feet and laid each other out in the center of the ring. The crowd gasped in shock as it didn't seem like something they saw coming.

Adams: Double clothesline! Both ladies seem to be out cold!

Simone: This is the time. The moment one of them makes it to their feet and makes the tag. That's going to change the entire course of this match.

Before Jasmine could attempt to make the double count. Alexandra and Luna had rolled onto their stomachs heading for their respective corners. The closer that Alexandra got to hers, the crowd cheered. They clearly wanted Miles in this match. But with Luna getting closer, fans booed not wanting to see Raven in it at all.

Luna and Alexandra pushed themselves up at the exact same time and made a dive to the corner. Tagging in their partners at the same time! Miles hopped over the top rope and rushed in as Raven managed to meet him right in the middle. The two men started to slug it out with one another. Punch after punch being thrown with neither of them truly getting the upper hand.

Simone: My statement seems inaccurate now! It changed the course of the match, but you still don't know who is going to walk out of here the winner.

Adams: You never do until the bell is heard. I do like how Jasmine is letting things be a little loose here with the punches.

Simone: If she didn't. One more than for Alexander to cry about.

Adams: ... No comment, as funny as that is.

All of the sudden Raven got the upper hand when he caught Miles with a THUMB TO THE EYE causing the Internet Champion to instantly clutch his eye and stumble away. Jasmine tried to warn Raven about the underhanded tactic, but he ignored her. Coming right up behind Miles to connect with a THRUST KICK to the back of the head causing Miles to fall into the nearby corner. His head bounced off the top turnbuckle post and he stumbled out of it.

Raven hooked both of his arms around the waist of the Internet Champion before diving him down into the mat with a GERMAN SUPLEX! Spiking the head and neck of Miles into the canvas. Miles looking out of it rolled onto his knees out of force. He didn't stay there for long when Raven came in and took the man down with a SHINING WIZARD before making the cover.

Adams: Goodness! Alexander is just dominating the Internet Champion right now.

ONE!

Simone: I might not like how Alexander does business, but he's a hard-hitting man inside that ring. There's no denying that. Takes a special someone to take those hits and keep fighting.

TWO!

Adams: Honestly if there is anyone on our roster not named Ben Jordan to take his best shot and keep fighting. It's Miles Kasey!

THR-NOOOO!

MILES GETS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Simone: Right on cue. Miles proves your point right here, Jason!

Raven glared at Miles for even having it in him to kick out. Taking it as a sign of disrespect he grabbed a hold of Miles by the hair and forced him to get up with him. He landed several body blows to the gut of Miles forcing him to double over. Raven then takes his knee and drives it into the side of Miles head to send him stumbling towards the ropes. Grabbing a hold of them to keep himself up right for the time being. Raven laser focused on the Internet Champion as he approached him again. Grabbing a hold of his wrist and proceeded to whip Miles across the ring.

All while falling right behind him with something in mind. The moment that Miles was at the ropes. He grabbed a hold of them and quickly bounced off them to land on the shoulders of an unsuspecting Raven. He wasn't there for long as he used his momentum to carry himself backwards driving Raven's head into the mat with a REVERSE FRANKSTEINER! Raven's head spiked off the mat but he popped right back on his feet. Looking completely out of it just as Miles ran up and grabbed him for a SPANISH FLY in the middle of the ring. Making the cover the moment he landed on him.

ONE!

Simone: What a sequence of moves!

Adams: One of our best superstars on the roster for a reason. Just so quick. So innovative!

TWO!

Simone: There's no way Alexander was expecting something like that.

Adams: Of course not! How could you? Being flipped upside down. Not once, but twice in the time span of three seconds?! It's unheard of how good Miles can be out there sometimes!

THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOO!

RAVEN KICKS OUT WITH ALL HIS MIGHT!

Simone: How?! How on earth?!

Adams: I don't even have words for how he just kicked out. I would have bet money, it was over right there!

There was a close up of Miles' face as he sat there. He too was confused and looked even a little lost after that. However he was smart enough to know he had to keep his head on straight if he wanted to win. Getting right to his feet he called for Raven to do the same. It was clear he had every intention of putting this match away. Luna found herself having none of it as she climbed into the ring.

Adams: Behind you, Miles!

Simone: If she strikes him. She does know its a DQ doesn't she?!

Adams: You think she cares in a moment---

Simone: Oh watch out!

Inside the ring Alexandra proceeded to catch Luna with a DOUBLE LEG TAKEDOWN before she could do anything to Miles. Landing right on top of her to throw punches left and right. Luna was quick to roll over, but then Alexandra rolled over. This carried both ladies out of the ring and still fighting even after they landed on the outside.

Jasmine was distracted with this for a moment. It too had Miles distracted as it took his eyes off of Raven for a split second. However the moment he turned back around Raven was right there going low with a KICK TO THE GROIN forcing Miles to double over. Raven then proceeded to catch the Internet Champion in an inside cradle and HOOKING one of his arms around the bottom rope while doing so. Jasmine turned back around to see the pin and nothing else.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here are your winners Alexander Raven and Luna Pasilno, THE CONSPIRACY!

Once the ref's hand came down for a three count. Raven unhooked the ropes and the cover rolled out of the ring with a grin on his face. Knowing fully what he had just done to secure the victory. He was met with an instant barrage of boos from the fans in attendance. Not a single one of them approved of what had just gone down.

Adams: What a snake!

Simone: I am not even the least bit surprised at this point Jason. Alexander was desperate. He hasn't won a match since god knows when. This was the only way it was going to happen.

Adams: I just, ugh. It's sad to see. You have to assume Luna knew what she was doing when she got in the ring there towards the end. Baited Alexandra. Caused a distraction. The whole nine yards.

Simone: You are more than likely a hundred percent right, but that's not going to change the outcome.

Adams: Such a shame. Bad way to end this match.

Luna had joined Raven at ringside to bask in their own glory. Inside the ring Alexandra was checking on Miles who was trying to tell Jasmine what happened, but it was no use considering she didn't see it with her own eyes. At that time the cameras cut away from the ring.

MIXED TAG TEAM STREETFIGHT
THE CONSPIRACY vs BEN JORDAN and SAMANTHA MARLOWE

We fade backstage on Pussy Willow standing by SCW Hall of Famer Mercedes Vargas for an interview segment. The Hall of Famer is in anticipation ahead of her match tonight.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Still to come on Climax Control, it's our main event for the Bombshell Internet Championship, and I'm here with one of the competitors in this match, Hall of Famer Mercedes Vargas. Mercedes, you certainly have your work cut out for you against some familiar names in Tempest, the champion, and fellow challenger Seleana Zdunich.

Mercedes rub the palms of her hands at the thought of her opportunity to compete in the main event against some of her toughest rivals.

Mercedes: Did you think I would miss this night, Rocky? Not for the world would I miss this night. An opportunity for the Bombshell Internet Championship match in the main event? Sounds like a great way to spend a Sunday night.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: 2024 is off for a rough start. How are you going to rebound from My Bloody Valentine, the first supercard of 2024, from the first ever Bombshell Blood Bath Brawl? You were pinned by Hall of Famer Crystal Zdunich, and Bella Madison pinned Ariana Angelos in the match.

Mercedes: I didn't walk out of My Bloody Valentine, but tonight's a new night, Rocky. Under the bright lights and on the biggest stage at Climax Control, I will settle something that's been long overdue. Tonight, I will beat Tempest and Seleana Zdunich and finally put this title drought behind me. Because, let's face it, that's where it needs to be. For the past few months, my checklist has been left blank and I think it's time I correct that by adding a few names to my checklist.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: And if I you get to face Crystal at Blaze of Glory?

Mercedes: Even better. Crystal has found a way to beat me each and every time. This time, I plan on leaving with my hand raised and I'm going to make sure the rose that refuse to whither away will be trampled under my boot.

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Backstage at the UCSB Events Center, the reigning Bombshell Internet Champion Tempest is walking along the hallway en route to the 'infamous' gorilla position. Clad in her ring gear with the Internet belt around her waist, she is dressed and prepared for combat when someone catches her eye and she stops - turning her to stare down none other than Crystal Zdunich, her challenger in Flagstaff. The two women just stare at each other until Tempest turns away and continues on the way she is walking.

Pussy Willow: Excuse me, Tempest?

Tempest stops again and closes her eyes in silent frustration as Pussy Willow approaches her, microphone in hand.

Tempest: Don't say it… Don't say it…

Pussy Willow: Pardon? Say what?

Tempest opens her eyes and draws in a deep breath before turning to Pussy Willow.

Tempest: Nothing. I promised not to say it.

Pussy Willow: Oh, I… see. Tempest, in just a handful of moments you are going to go out there and engage in your first defense since winning the Bombshell Internet Championship back at My Bloody Valentine V. But you are the first woman and only the second champion since Calvin Harris to give the power to decide your challengers to the SCW Universe.

Tempest stares at her and waits. Then looks from left to right and then back at her and shrugs.

Tempest: … True?

Pussy Willow: So I was wondering how you felt the first poll working against you?

Tempest: And how exactly do you figure that it worked against me?

Pussy Willow: Well… instead of the poll deciding on a single challenger for you, it turned out to be a tie and Mark Ward and Christian Underwood decided that both Mercedes Vargas and Seleana Zdunich would challenge you in tonight's Triple Threat Main Event.

Tempest: And I think I already made it clear how I felt about this. I was hoping for a singles defense, true, but if you or anyone else thinks the poll worked against me, do I have to remind you or anyone else how I won the title in the first place?

Pussy Willow appears lost and she shakes her head.

Tempest: Shocking. Tonight I have to defend against two women but at My Bloody Valentine V, I won the title in a Fatal Fourway! I wasn't at a disadvantage then, and I sure as hell am not at one now! And you just make sure that Crystal Zdunich is watching close because what happens tonight is just going to be a teaser for when she tries to take the title off of me at Blaze of Glory V!

That being said, Tempest brushes past Pussy Willow and walks off camera, leaving the reporter flustered.

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The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.

5

4

3

Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.

Justin: The following match is a triple threat match for the SCW Internet Bombshell Championship. In the ring from Los Angeles, California by way of Sweden. Seleana Zdunich!

Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her opponent to arrive.

The heavy beat of Halestorm's "You Call Me a Bitch Like It's a Bad Thing" kicks up over the sound system and the heads of the SCW Universe turns towards the entrance as the Bombshell amazon Tempest walks out onto the stage.

Justin: Coming to the ring! From Honolulu, Hawaii, weighing two hundred and eighteen pounds -- Tempest!

The fans are in awe at the size of Tempest as she wastes no time in power walking straight to the ring, her eyes never straying from her destination and paying no mind to the fans reaching out toward her. A perpetual frown on her face, she arrives at the ringside area where she climbs up onto the ring apron and straight inside of the ring. Tempest stands in the center of the ring, her arms held out and turns full circle before moving to her corner.

All three women are standing in the ring as Drew Patton grabs the SCW Internet Bombshell Championship and raises it high into the air. The three women all take a moment to stare at it before the bell sounds signaling the start of the match.

DING DING DING!

Simone: And here we go. Triple threat match and the Internet Championship is at stake.

Adams: It's all on the line here and Crystal you get to face whoever walks away as the winner.

Zdunich: This should be exciting but honestly you all know who I am pulling for.

With that the three women begin to circle around one another. Seleana and Mercedes both look at one another as they slowly turn their attention over to the bigger woman. Tempest welcomes them as she eggs them on to come after her. In unison both Vargas and Zdunich take the attack to the champion. Seleana runs at full speed and tries to clothesline Tempest but the Hawaiian shrugs it off as it has no effect. Vargas is quick as she also tries a clothesline but that also doesn't seem to have any effect. The Internet Champion just stands her ground as she tells both of her challengers to keep coming after her. Vargas runs at full speed but Tempest shows off her power as she quickly lifts Vargas up and spine busters her as hard as she can against the mat. Meanwhile Seleana uses the ropes to springboard off as she attempts a crossbody. Tempest catches her in mid-air before she sets Seleana up for a Samoan Drop and throws her out of the ring. Seleana lands in front of where Crystal is sitting as the crowd roars back at Tempest with loud boos.

Simone: Look at the sheer power of Tempest. She is manhandling these two women tonight.

Adams: Crystal that could be your fate, how do you feel about possibly being in the ring with somebody like her.

Zdunich: …

Simone: I will take your lack of speech that you aren't ready for her.

Tempest raises her hands before she yanks Vargas up by the hair. She drags her to her feet but the Argentinian cuts the giant down to size as she sends a vicious kick in between Tempest's legs. Tempest reaches in between her legs as she immediately drops down to her knees. Drew Patton warns Vargas about what she did but the veteran she smirks as she sends a vicious hand right against the face of Tempest. It seems to have somewhat of an effect and that is when Vargas runs towards the ropes, she bounces off of them and she finally heads towards the champion she grabs a hold of her head taking her straight to the mat with a swinging neckbreaker. Tempest grabs her head in pain as Vargas begins to send boot after boot against the chest of the champion.

Simone: That is one way to send a giant down.

Adams: And despite Patton giving Mercedes a warning. In a triple threat match there is no disqualification.

Zdunich: Honestly you need to do everything and anything you can do to win the match. Not that I would go about kicking a woman in the junk.

Vargas takes the moment to look down at her opponent and it is at this point that Seleana is climbing to the top of the turnbuckle. The tall Swedish woman sizes Tempest up and without hesitation she leaps off the very top of the ropes and lands right on top of the Internet Champion with a frog splash. She rises back up to her feet, and that's when both her and Vargas use their legs to push Tempest out of the ring, completely taking her out of the equation.

Simone: Smart for them to gang up on the biggest threat in the match.

Adams: And now it's a one on one match between Seleana and Mercedes.

Zdunich: Come on Seleana, you can do this babe!

Seleana and Vargas finally turn their attention to one another. Almost instantly Vargas tries to nail Zdunich with a Be Still My Heart super kick but the Swedish born star is able to duck underneath the move at the very last moment. Seleana turns around as she launches her En Kristen Rättighet and she nails Vargas right in the face with her right hand punch. Vargas drops down like a sack of bricks and that's when the entire crowd begins to get on their feet and they start cheering for the fan favorite. Zdunich lifts Vargas up to her feet. Zdunich stands in front of Mercedes and she reaches behind her grabbing a hold of her head looking for her Asai DDT finisher. Without hesitation she leaps over Vargas but that is when the veteran counters by grabbing a hold of Seleana and dropping her down to the mat with a backdrop suplex. Both women are laid out on the mat as Vargas is the first to stir.

Simone: Seleana went for broke with that move.

Adams: But Vargas has found a way to counter.

Zdunich: Dammit, Seleana was seconds away from becoming Internet Champion.

Vargas is slow but she finally makes it up to a vertical base. She whips Seleana into the corner turnbuckle. Seleana's back hits the corner with a loud thud and it is at this moment that Vargas turns her attention over to the crowd. She proceeds to shush them before she fires away with a hard knife edge chop. She doesn't stop there as she delivers chop after chop. Seleana staggers out of the corner and Vargas grabs a hold of the Swedish star and delivers her double jeopardy as she nails her with a hard tilt a whirl backbreaker and follows up with a snap inverted ddt driving Zdunich right to the mat. Vargas rises up to her feet and flips the crowd off as the audience begins to boo her loudly.

Simone: Vargas is in control here.

Adams: She needs to finish Zdunich off before Tempest recovers.

Zdunich: Or Seleana needs to turn the tides and get a win out of nowhere.

Vargas signals to the crowd that the match is coming to an end. She yanks Seleana off of the ground and hoists her up in the air positioning her for her Black Rose Overdrive. She waits a few seconds and finally sends Seleana down hard to the mat. Seleana is out of it but it is at this moment when Tempest finally makes it into the ring. She grabs a hold of Mercedes and she doesn't hesitate to place her in between her legs before she lifts her high into the air. She sends her down with a huge implant buster driving her right on top of Seleana.

Simone: Tempest back in the match and hits her Implant Buster!

Adams: And she nails it right on top of Seleana.

Zdunich: I hate to say it but Tempest has been dominating for every single moment she's been in the ring!

The impact of the move causes Vargas to bounce off of Seleana and she ends up rolling to the outside of the ring. Meanwhile Tempest stands tall in the middle of the ring and she doesn't hesitate to ragdoll the lifeless Seleana back up to her feet.

Simone: Tempest is in full control here!

Adams: Whatever Tempest has in mind Seleana isn't even conscious to know what's coming her way.

Zdunich: I hate to say it but after the Black Rose Overdrive and now the impact from the Implant Buster she might be done.

Tempest positions herself so that she is looking right at Crystal but that doesn't take her focus off of Seleana. She puts the Swedish in between her legs and lifts her all the way up before she does her crucifix into a huge sitdown powerbomb that nearly rattles the entire ring. Seleana body crushes down against the mat as Tempest looks right at Crystal as Drew Patton drops down for a pin fall.

Simone: Might as well put a fork in Seleana she's done.

Adams: There is no way she is kicking out after that one.

Zdunich: Thank God this over, Patton needs to count quick so I can get Seleana out of there

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

The bell sounds loudly as Tempest remains in her seated pinning position before she rises up to her feet and Patton hands her the SCW Internet Bombshell Championship before raising her hands high into the air.

Justin: And the winner of this match as a result of a pin fall and still SCW INTERNET BOMBSHELL CHAMPION! Tempest!!!

Simone: Dominant showing for Tempest!

Adams: She is still champion and now Crystal is next on the horizon!

Crystal quickly slides into the ring and checks on her wife. Tempest keeps her eyes locked on Crystal who slowly turns her attention over to her. There is a staredown but Crystal appears to be nervous as she just keeps trying to tend to her wife. Vargas holds her chest on the outside of the ring as we slowly fade out on this image.

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