Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
The first shot of the show that we see is a panning shot of the six thousand plus fans crowded within the Grand Canyon University Arena. Men and women, boys and girls, fans of all ages make up the SCW Universe and they are all showing their support for their favorite Superstars and Bombshells! And finally, the camera focuses on a close up shot of Justin Decent, standing inside of SCW's six-sided ring.
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Grand Canyon University Arena in Phoenix, Arizona, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The fans cheer as Amanda bounces out, dressed to resemble Lucille Ball from the hit sitcom, "I Love Lucy" complete with red hair and a polka dot dress. The music starts to play and the comedic antics of Amanda begins.
Amanda: *giggles*
Oh nothing could be finer, than to have my own vagina
Well you'd pay cash if you want to touch this gash
It would cost a lot of money, but let me tell you honey
But my crotch begins to itch, and then to twitch!
Should I substitute erections for the chance at yeast infections?
And what if I felt nothing with tits of silicone stuffing?
Oh I am what I am!
For ladies who's just oozing, my manhood I'd be losing!
If a surgeon used a cleaver, to leave me with a beaver
My penis he'd detach
I could serve up quite a luncheon on my hair pie to be munched on
If I only had a snatch
I could catch me a pot of cash
Oh I'd be the perfect Venus if my arms would lose that penis
If I only had a snatch
Sorry! I hate to be so blunt
But a lady of the Millennium has to be up front
So no cash, no c*nt
I'm gonna get the tits to match
Why not? I'll be on the table. It's cheaper.
For all the money I'd be earning with the tricks I could be turning
If I only had that snatch
Getting neutered like a dog can really be a bitch!
Whooooooa!
A snippety snippety snitch!
Why is it all white transsexuals look like Barbara Eden?
With no ovaries to hatch?
A hole that's wet and hairy?
I'd have two! That's really scary!
If I got myself that snatch!
And what if they didn't match?
Oh they'd sag like weeping willows! I'd be stuck with dirty pillows!
If I got myself that snatch!
They're all gonna laugh at me!
I've never even seen a bearded clam!
So the first vagina that I'd ever taste, would be below my own waist!
Oh!
If I did I'd have to scratch!
So I'll just keep right on tucking
Use my booty for the f**king
If I only had a...
Ding Dong! I'll keep my schlong!
My big fat long and manly schlong!
Yes I'm going to keep my manly ... SCHLONG!
The crowd is in hysterics, laughing uproariously and cheering as Amanda prances about the stage, waving and blowing kisses to the crowd before disappearing behind the stage curtains.
The camera transitions to the ringside area where we join Belinda Simone and Jason Adams at the broadcast table.
Simone: Hello to everyone in the SCW Universe and to everyone who joins us here tonight at the GCU Arena in Phoenix, Arizona for Climax Control! On behalf of my colleague Jason Adams...
Jason leans over into the camera with a cheesy smile and waves to the camera.
Simone: I am Belinda Simone and we are just three weeks away from the Grand Prix of Professional Wrestling! High Stakes XIV!
Adams: God Bel, so many great matches are already signed! We have Finn Whelan defending the World Championship against Miles Kasey and Michael Harris returning to the ring to face J2H!
Simone: And tonight in Phoenix is no different as we gear up for that historic night, as in our opening contest the number one challenger for the Roulette Championship, Luna Pasilno, kicks things off against Cassie Wolfe!
Adams: It has been announced that the Hall of Famer Kris Ryans will challenge Helluva Bottom Carter for the Internet Championship at High Stakes XIV but tonight he gets ready by going one on one against Felix "the Cat" Hernandez!
Simone: Alexandra Calaway has earned her way into the finals of the Belle of the Brawl contest for a shot at the World Championship but she faces the Bombshell Internet Champion Julianna DiMaria tonight in non-title action!
Adams: And tonight we have a Clash of the Champions between the World Champion "Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards and the Bombshell Roulette Champion, Victoria Lyons! Will Kayla get some payback for the Lyons Den dethroning the Wolves of the tag team titles??
Simone: And in our Main Event, the match we never thought we'd live to see! For months now the tandem of Alexander Raven, Kevin Carter and J2H have been making the lives of the Superstars a living hell! But that all came crashing down this past week when Kevin Carter fell to Michael Harris in singles competition! And now tonight? That triad of trouble are being forced to compete in a Triple Threat match against each other!
Adams: The cracks are beginning to show!
Simone: All this and more on SCW Climax Control!
Cameras had cut away from the ring for a chance. Finding themselves in the locker room area. Specifically the locker room belonging to Kevin Carter. Speaking of the man he found himself pacing the room back and forth in front of J2H and Alexander Raven. His first couple of words spoken were clearly filled with frustration.
Kevin Carter: This is fucking bullshit. Everything is falling apart!
His fist was being balled up. Rather tightly too. Finding himself stopping mid-stride and eyeballing the two men that stood there in the room with him.
Kevin Carter: Where the hell were you two when I needed you the most huh?!
His frustration was clearly coming to a boiling point.
Kevin Carter: Had you two been around. Had you two been doing your fucking jobs. Had you been there when it was needed the most. I'd never been in that situation where I punched Mark but because you weren't. I'm now being fucked over at High Stakes!
Carter still clenched his fists together. He was trying to keep himself from lashing out on a physical front, but it was a lot to deal with when glaring at the two.
Kevin Carter: Do either of you have anything to say for yourselves?!
Alexander Raven: Now, if we just think for a second here, Kevin. Your lack of therapy isn't entirely our fault. Mark put a plan in place and you played it exactly how he expected. That's not on me, that's not on James. You hit him, you were always going to hit him. Not our fault.
J2H: Fuck Kevin, how did you not see that coming, it's simple shit, stay away from him, so you don't deal with him. Now we're stuck with problems because you needed a babysitter to stop you from hitting someone?
J2H puts his hand across his forehead.
J2H: Big building man, just had to be the furthest away from his office as possible, but we have bigger issues then you beating up an old man. We're in a situation we wouldn't have had to be in if it wasn't for someone else in this room.
J2H looks towards Alexander.
Alexander Raven: Yeah, you're right. I came up short this time, and I get that you're angry. But if we're pretending that we're responsible for keeping Kevin's temper tantrums in check, then I guess we gotta pretend that you guys getting played by Christian and distracting me in the critical moments, is all your fault and I'm free of guilt.
J2H: Getting played? I'm the only one not getting us in shit and yet I'm still being forced in to things. Did I hit the boss? No! Kevin did. Did I lose to Michael Harris forcing us in to this and me having to face that lunatic? No! Compared to you two, I'm Snow White around here. All I wanted to do was end a couple of little bitches and move on, and here we are being forced back against the wall by three men who should have fucked off years ago and that's because I'm surrounded by idiots.
Each word that was being thrown around by the three of them. It was aiming to get under the skin of the other. Just shot after shot being taken. Carter finally injected himself once again.
Kevin Carter: This is about you all of the sudden huh?! This was meant to be all about you?! Is that the mindset you have?! The great J2H being the center of attention again! Do you ever get tired of self pleasuring yourself? I mean seriously... Get the fuck over yourself!
As soon as those words left his mouth. He quickly snapped over to looking Raven right in the eyes.
Kevin Carter: And as far as you go... Don't forget for a single solid second that if it wasn't for me. If it wasn't for us technically. You'd still be a nobody. You'd still be at the bottom of the card slumming it away. You were given a chance to be great. Given a chance to show you belonged. If it wasn't for my helping hand. You'd already be out the fucking door!
J2H: So we should all bow down to the great Kevin Carter? The man who had to put on a fucking mask for months to get a reaction because he was too scared that people wouldn't remember who he was, when I'm the guy who just has to walk in to a place and everyone knows?
Alexander Raven: I'm the nobody, right? So fucking explain to me how the only one of us that has won any fucking match that wasn't against the dilapidated fucks, is myself? I got the win on Jayden, I got the win on Kris Ryans. Who I had fucking beat without your little moment of spotlight demanding, and I'd go so far as to say if you guys hadn't played it up again, I would've beaten Michael Harris too.
Within a matter of seconds tensions had run high amongst all three of them. Blood was boiling and tempers were frailing. All of the sudden Carter could be heard screaming at the top of his lungs. Bringing the attention back over to him.
Kevin Carter: Shut up, just shut the fuck up!
His voice almost bounced off the walls of the locker room with how loud he was. Bringing his expression over to the two men that were just seconds away from coming to blows with each other.
Kevin Carter: This is what they want. This is what they are hoping for. Hell, this is probably exactly what they're praying for. They want to drive a wedge between us. They want to see us turn on each other and they want to see us all fall apart before they're very eyes. This right here! This that we are doing right now. We're playing into their hand and letting them win!
Taking his hands for a moment. He rubbed them across his rugged facial features in a state of frustration. Once he removed his hands he looked right back at them.
Kevin Carter: We're better than this. We're stronger than this. We are smarter than this. Everything we have done and worked hard for cannot go to waste because of them. Let's just go out there. Do what we always do. And show them they cannot break us. They cannot make us do what they want us to do. They're no longer in charge. We are!
The tension had started to die off a little bit with his words spoken. However the expressions on each of their faces said a lot too. Not so easy to forget what was said, but this is what people wanted and they had to be better. The conversation started to pick back up, but before the audio could hear it. The cameras cut out of the locker room and back down to the ring for the next match.
The scene opens up backstage where we see Cassie leaning against the wall, she holds up her phone and plays a familiar G note.
Cassie: When Raven, was a young boy
His father, took him into Melbourne, to see an emo band
He said "someday, you'll grow up, to be the hanger on, of a has been and a never was
And you'll be accompanied by a total babe in Sin City Wrestling.
Cassie abruptly stops the instrumental version of "Welcome to the Black Parade" by My Chemical Romance and shakes her head.
Cassie: Okay, that idea sounded a lot better in my head but all I ended up doing was stretching my lyrics to fit in with that song, which is a total banger by the way, but more to the point, in mere moments I will go one on one with the aforementioned total babe in tonight's opener and gee, I wonder which champion tonight will be watching this one closely?
Cassie puts a mock thoughtful look on for the camera.
Cassie: Will it be the eternally grumpy Kayla Richards? Julianna DiMaria who is actually someone I respect and won't be sassing? Raven for some reason? No, it'll be Victoria because she's about to watch her #1 Contender suffer a loss while she battles another champ.
Cassie does a playful wink.
Cassie: Sound familiar? Well here's something that will, tonight when both the #1 Contender for the Roulette Title and the champion are in action, a streak will be broken! Only this time? it's a losing streak and you're looking at the one who's breaking that streak!
Cassie flashes the horns at the camera.
Cassie: Too all my fans? In a world of fake queens and hot women hanging out with guys way out of their league? Be yourselves and be a Rebel Princess? And Luna? See you in a couple of minutes and be ready because I'm Hungry Like The Wolfe!
Cassie walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: This opening contest is scheduled for one fall… introducing first, being accompanied to the ring by Joshua Acquin…
The opening riff of "Wolf Within" hits the speakers and once the lyrics kick in Cassie Wolfe emerges from the back excited to start the match, with her hands on her leather jacket's sides the rookie wrestler turns her back to the crowd, Joshua Acquin soon joins her, applauding his charge.
Justin: from Greenock, South Australia and now residing in Las Vegas, Nevada, "The Rebel Princess" Cassie Wolfe!
When her name is announced Cassie spins around flashing the metal horns sign with her left hand and clapping fans hands with the other, when she reaches the ring Cassie jumps onto the apron before giving her hair a full flip and removing her jacket to give to a stagehand, she then jumps over the top rope and into the ring, rolling to her knees and basking in the moment.
Justin: And her opponent…. Hailing from New Orleans, Louisiana… Luna Pasilno.
The lights begin to dull, going to almost complete black. The opening chime, a single spotlight appearing above Luna Pasilno. A large smile plastered across her face, hands raising to her sides, palms downwards, hands bent somewhat. "'Cause I'm a King," plays out as blue lights begin to pulse across the arena in time with the music. Her hands thrust down rapidly, striding forth. Rolling her hips heavily with each measured and purposeful step. The crowd roaring with boos and dissent, vitriol flowing from them. She comes to a stop at the base of the ramp, eyes fixed on the centre of the ring. She bends at the knee slightly, turning side on and throwing her head back. One hand pressing the back of her wrist against her head, hand hanging flaccidly, the other still resting on her hip. "There is a god, and she is me," she bounces up slightly, bringing her hand from her hip up in full flourish and 'shows herself off', taking a few quick steps before swinging one leg up onto the apron. Hooking her hands, she pulls herself up and under, bringing the other leg up in a momentary split as she slides beneath the bottom rope. She sits and turns, pulling herself up with the ropes, and slowly backing into the middle of the ring. Shimmying her jacket off in the process.
The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the bell to be ring…
DING DING DING!
Wolfe and Pasilno stare at each other and as soon the ref rings the bell, Pasilno takes a few steps back before rushing in and drives for a running boot but Wolfe see's it coming and dodges it and as Pasilno turns and approaches Wolfe, Wolfe delivers a hard slap to the face before quickly following up with a chop to the chest and then another slap and then another chop. Pasilno unable to react quickly can't respond as Wolfe then grabs her by the head and takes her down to the mat, but she is briefly back to her feet but is sent back down with another chop to her chest.
Simone: Pasilno tries to catch Wolfe off guard, but Wolfe sees it coming and dodges and as Pasilno turns, Wolfe delivers a hard slap, which rocks Pasilno and Wolfe follows up with a chop to the chest and then another slap and then another chop.
Adams: Pasilno can't answer back to these shots, as Wolfe takes her down to the mat but she is only toying with her and delivers another chop.
Pasilno stays down, as Wolfe takes a moment before grabbing Pasilno and pulls her up, where she hooks her arms as she looks for the Inverted double underhook facebuster, but Pasilno quickly escapes the move and delivers a slap to Wolfe's face. Wolfe stumbles away holding her face, as Pasilno checks her own face unimpressed with the two slaps from Wolfe. Wolfe turns and Pasilno rushes in and leaps up with a Lou Thesz press, where she then fires in some punches on Wolfe as Wolfe tries to cover up the best she can, but those punch become more frequent and angrier and wild before Wolfe pushes Pasilno off her and she quickly rolls away as she checks her face as Pasilno makes her way back to her feet and moves back to Wolfe.
Simone: Wolfe tries for a facebuster, but Pasilno escapes and returns the favour with a slap to Wolfe's face. Wolfe looks surprised, but she should have expected something back from Luna. Pasilno checks her own face before rushing in and leaps up and catches Wolfe with a Lou Thesz press. She then unleashes punches on Wolfe before becoming wilder as she vents her anger at Wolfe.
She throws in a few punches to Wolfe's back before grabbing her and pulls her up, where she moves to the centre of the ring and Wolfe breaks free from Pasilno's grip and hits a clothesline sending Pasilno down to the mat. Wolfe turns and grabs Pasilno and pulls her up back to her feet, where she fires in a forearm shot, which Pasilno stumbles back holding her chest, but Wolfe moves back in and grabs Pasilno again and hits another forearm shot. She drags Pasilno away from the ropes to the middle of the ring and fires is another forearm shot and hits one more, which Pasilno stumbles backwards into the ropes and as she comes back, Wolfe grabs her and leaps onto the ropes and hits a tornado DDT.
Adams: Wolfe pushes Pasilno off, but Pasilno is back on her and delivers an extra couple of punches before pulling Wolfe up, but Wolfe breaks free and hits a clothesline on Pasilno.
Simone: Wolfe pulls Pasilno back to her feet and hits a forearm shot and Pasilno stumbles back but Wolfe hits another one, which Pasilno tries to get away again, but faces another Forearm shot.
Adams: Wolfe speeds things up and hits a tornado DDT and into a cover.
Wolfe crawls over to Pasilno and goes for a cover…
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Pasilno kicks out, as Wolfe gets to a single knee and checks her face before making her way back to her feet, where she approaches Pasilno and gives her a stomp, as Wolfe then turns and moves to the corner, where she climbs through the ropes and onto the apron, where she begins to climb the turnbuckles to the top, where she steadies herself and looks down at Pasilno, but Pasilno rolls from the ring and Wolfe jumps off and lands on her feet.
Simone: Pasilno kicks out, as Wolfe now checks her face before getting back to her feet, where she approaches Pasilno and delivers a stomp on her. She then turns and climbs the ropes, as she hopes to go high risk, but Pasilno bails from the ring and Wolfe jumps off to her feet as she watches where Pasilno goes.
Pasilno stumbles away and around the ring, which gives Wolfe an opening and she charges and dives through the ropes with a suicide dive, sending Pasilno down to the floor, as Wolfe bounces back to her feet before grabbing Pasilno and pulls her up and throws her back into the ring. She then climbs onto the apron and then back into the ring, where she goes to cover Pasilno…
Adams: She stumbles away, as Wolfe still watches and stalks her, waiting for the right moment and there it is, she hits a suicide dive and catches Pasilno. She wastes no time in getting her back into the ring and goes for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Pasilno kicks out, as Wolfe climbs back to her feet, she moves to Pasilno and pulls her up, where she then Irish whips her into the corner and Wolfe follows up with a corner clothesline, she then grabs Pasilno's hand once more and pulls her from the corner and Irish whips her again into the corner and Wolfe goes for a wild swing, which Pasilno ducks out of the way of and out of the corner and as Wolfe turns and goes to take a step from the corner, Pasilno fires in a headbutt to the bridge of Wolfe's nose. Wolfe stumbles back into the corner and holds her face and Pasilno moves in and grabs Wolfe's hair and pulls her head back before delivering a tirade of insults before delivering a hard slap.
Simone: Pasilno licks out, as Wolfe moves back to her feet and pulls Pasilno up and sends her into the corner, where she follows up with a clothesline. She drags Pasilno from the corner again and whips her into the turnbuckle. She looks for a swing at Pasilno, but she ducks out of the way and from the corner and as Wolfe turns, Pasilno fires in a headbutt, which rocks Wolfe.
Pasilno grabs Wolfe's hand and now Irish whips her into a corner and Pasilno quickly moves in and begins to fire in some punches to Wolfe's torso over and over again before taking a step back and then begin driving in some boots, as Wolfe slowly slumps down in the corner. Pasilno backs off and take a few steps backwards before rushing forward and hits a face wash boot. Pasilno takes a step backward before grabbing Wolfe's foot and dragging her away from the ropes and then goes for a pin…
Adams: Pasilno fires in some insults before delivering a slap on Wolfe. She then irish whips Wolfe into the corner, where she moves in and fires in multiple punches on Wolfe before turning them into boots and slowly stomps Wolfe down.
Simone: Backing off, she grabs Wolfe's foot and looks for a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
Th…kickout!
Wolfe kicks out, as Pasilno rolls off her and climbs to her feet, where she stomps on Wolfe a couple of times before turning and climbs through the ropes and then climbs the turnbuckle to the top, where she looks down at Wolfe and leaps off hitting a shooting star press and then goes for a cover…
Simone: Which Wolfe just kicks out, as Pasilno gets back to her and stomps on Wolfe a couple more times before going high risk herself and hits a shooting star press and goes for another cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Th…kickout!
Wolfe kicks out again, as Pasilno shakes her head and argues with the referee before slapping the mat, where she then rolls Wolfe onto her stomach and the proceeds to tie Wolfe up for the deep cut (calf slicer), but Wolfe quickly reaches out and pulls herself to the ropes and grabs the bottom rope and the ref moves in and informs Pasilno that Wolfe has grabbed the ropes. Pasilno keeps the submission hold in place as Wolfe screams out, as the ref then begins to count…
Adams: She kicks out again, as she and the ref exchange a few words before Pasilno then tries for a submission hold and she grabs Wolfe's leg and drives for the calf slicer.
Simone: Unfortunately for Luna, Wolfe is too close to the ropes and she grabs them and forces Pasilno to let go, which she doesn't right away but as soon as the referee gets to two, she releases.
ONE!
TWO!
Pasilno releases the hold, and she makes her way back to her feet and backs off, as Wolfe pulls herself closer to the ropes, as Joshua Acquin moves around the ring and checks on her and offers some advice etc… Pasilno tries to move back in, but the ref blocks her. Wolfe sits up and rubs her leg as well as suck in as much air as possible, as Acquin encourages Wolfe and Wolfe slowly makes her way to her feet and continues to stretch her leg, but she has to quickly react as Pasilno pushes past the referee and charges at Wolfe and Wolfe grabs hold of the ropes and gets her feet up and catches Pasilno. Pasilno stumbles backwards and rushes back in again and Wolfe this time sends Pasilno up and over the top rope and onto the apron.
Adams: Pasilno releases and she gets back to her feet, as Wolfe takes her time to recover as much as possible. As Pasilno tries to move in but is blocked.
Simone: Wolfe gets advice from Joshua Acquin, as she takes her time, but she makes her way to her feet, as Pasilno barges past the ref and charges at Wolfe, and Wolfe gets her feet up and blocks Pasilno. Pasilno tries again and Wolfe sends Pasilno up and over onto the arpon.
Wolfe turns and Pasilno swings at Wolfe and Wolfe ducks and drives a shoulder into Pasilno stomach and drops to a knee onto the apron and Wolfe grabs the ropes and leaps up and drives her feet through the middle rope catching Pasilno and sends her off the apron. Wolfe sits on the ropes for a moment as she looks at Pasilno who crawls away, and Wolfe slips through the ropes as she watches Pasilno. Pasilno climbs to her feet and turns to Wolfe and Wolfe leaps off and hits a hurricanrana.
Adams: Pasilno tries for a wild swing, but Wolfe ducks and she gets a shoulder in her stomach for her troubles. Pasilno drops to a knee and Wolfe grabs the ropes and drives both feet through the ropes and sends Pasilno off the apron.
Simone: Again Wolfe stalks and watches and leaps off and hits a hurricanrana.
Pasilno lays on the floor, while Wolfe takes a moment as the ref looks over the top rope and asks Wolfe to bring the action back into the ring. Wolfe moves to her hands and knees and crawls to the ring and pulls herself up, as she stumbles over to Pasilno and grabs her and pulls her up. The ref begins to count…
ONE!
TWO!
Adams: Pasilno stays down and Wolfe also takes a moment before getting to her feet. She should take longer, she has time.
Pasilno shoves Wolfe backwards and tries to turn, but Wolfe grabs her hand and drags her in for a clothesline and sends Pasilno down to the floor again.
THREE!
FOUR!
Wolfe grabs Pasilno and sits her up and she backs up and rushes in with a shining wizard.
Simone: Wolfe pulls up Pasilno, but Luna gives her a shove and tries to move away but Wolfe grabs her hand and drags her in and hits a clothesline.
FIVE!
SIX!
Wolfe turns and grabs Pasilno and drags her up to her feet, where she rolls her into the ring.
SEVEN!
Adams: Ref is up to 7 and Wolfe grabs Pasilno and rolls her into the ring.
She climbs onto the apron, as she takes a moment before leaping and hitting a springboard 450 splash onto Pasilno. Wolfe slowly moves back to her feet, where she grabs Pasilno once more and pulls her up, where she delivers a boot and then sets up and hits the Wolfe Hunt (Double Underhook DDT)
Simone: Wolfe doesn't follow and instead hits a springboard 450 splash onto Pasilno.
Adams: Nice. Wolfe climbs back to her feet and she pulls Pasilno up and boots her in the stomach before hitting the Wolfe Hunt.
She then goes for a pin…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: Big win for Cassie Wolfe.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall…. Cassie Wolfe.
Wolfe's music hits over the p.a, as Joshua Acquin slides into the ring and helps Wolfe up and raises her hand high.
The SCW-Tron above the stage comes to life and the crowd boos at the appearance of the more brash half of the two Co-Owners of Sin City Wrestling; Christian Underwood. He is standing beside none other than Pussy Willow and together, they stand before an elaborate backdrop of High Stakes XIV.
Pussy Willow: Fans, in just three weeks we will be in Tucson, Arizona on November 24 for the biggest event of the year - High Stakes XIV! There is already a huge lineup for the Grand Prix of Professional Wrestling, but still there is more to come!
Beside her and unseen, Christian motions with his hand for her to "get on with it".
Pussy Willow: And as promised, we are joined tonight by none other than Christian Underwood who has promised us an answer as to who will challenge Julianna DiMaria for the Bombshell Roulette Championship at High Stakes XIV! Christian...?
She turns and sees him mid-motion and he quickly stops and puts on his best "innocent" act before smiling.
Christian: Well like you said, er, Pussy -- I did make a promise about the challenger situation for Julianna DiMaria and her Internet title. This is High Stakes XIV after all, and as such, the stakes will have to be extremely high. So, we are taking a page out of the playbook of past champions like Tempest and Peter Vaughn and we are going to leave Julianna's fate in the hands of the SCW Universe.
Pussy Willow: You mean...?
Christian: I mean, that just as soon as Climax Control goes off the air, I will be conducting a poll on Twitter...
Pussy Willow: You mean X...
Christian: Same thing. Four choices to be had, and the winner by next Sunday at the Going Home show in Flagstaff will be the official challenger!
Pussy Willow: But... what if there's a tie?
To which Christian casts a wicked smile.
Christian: High Stakes, right? If there's a tie, then it's a Triple Threat for the gold!
Christian looks heavenward with a smile.
Christian: God I love being a boss!
And he walks off leaving Pussy Willow to state wide eyed into the camera.
Pussy Willow: ... Wow!
Felix Hernandez is getting ready to make his way to the staging area to be ready for his match against Kris Ryans. He and Bea Barnhart, his Manager, are in the dressing room talking about the upcoming match when Felix glances into the camera and comments on his upcoming match.
Felix: Me and Bea are ready to make out way to the staging area to be in place to make our entrance for my match against Kris Ryans. For those who do not know I am informing you that Bea is officially my Manager and she also serves as the Manager for Bill Barnhart.
Bea: It is my pleasure to be in the corner as Manager for Bill and Felix. I am there to make sure their opponents do not cheat or hire interference in their matches and that the Referee calls the match fairly.
Felix: Shortly my match with Kris will start and everyone will see that I am awesome and that I will win this match. There are so many possibilities open to me when I win this match so I am taking this match seriously.
A backstage attendant informs Felix and Bea that they need to start their walk to the staging area to be ready for the match and the two walk out the dressing room and into the hallway then they start their walk to the staging area. They wave into the camera before turning a corner and going out of camera range.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following match is set for ONE FALL.
The Felix The Cat theme song hits the speakers.
Justin: From Athens, Georgia please welcome FELIX "THE CAT" HERNANDEZ.
Felix Hernandez, who has the nickname THE CAT, steps out from the backstage area carrying his trademark stainless-steel briefcase he calls his Magic Bag of Tricks. He stops at the middle of the landing while the Felix The Cat theme song plays.
When the song ends Felix Hernandez starts to walk down the ramp to the ring. When he arrives at ringside he walks up the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. After playing up the crowd for a short time Felix walks to a corner where he slides his stainless-steel briefcase under the ropes onto the ring apron. Felix then leans back into the corner to await the arrival of his opponent.
Justin: And his opponent...!
The lights shut off leaving the entire arena pitch black. The screen at the top of the ramp flashes to life with the words: DO YOU BELIEVE? Knowing what is coming the fans roar to life just as the PA blasts out the opening lyrics to the theme in the most booming fashion. Two spotlights shine down on the stage as a remixed version of 30 Seconds to Mars "Walk on Water" plays through the PA system. Standing in the middle of the stage where the lights intersect is Kristopher Ryans.
Justin: From Jet City!!!! KRISTOPHER RYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYANS!
The fans erupt with applause as he makes his way down the ramp. The white club symbol appears on the screen behind him. As he gets down to the bottom of the ramp, the camera passes him, circling around his side to see the orange letters on his white shorts reading "MIRACLE" down his right leg. We get behind him as he ascends the stairs, seeing that the back of his jacket displays the KR logo in the same shade of orange. He walks one side of the ring before stepping between the ropes before mounting the corner with both arms raised to the cheering crowd. The packed arena with fans cheering as Kris Ryan and Felix stand face-to-face in the ring, tension thick in the air. The commentators are in full voice as the match begins.
Simone: Here we go, folks! This is going to be a brutal showdown between Kris Ryan and Felix. These two have a serious score to settle, and neither one looks ready to give an inch!
Adams: You're right about that! Kris Ryan's bringing his high-flying, heavy-hitting style, and Felix is ready to punish his opponent with pure power and ruthless aggression.
DING DING DING!
Bell rings, and the two men circle each other before locking up. Felix quickly overpowers Kris, pulling him into a headlock and wrenching down with force.
Simone: Felix wasting no time here, locking Kris into a powerful headlock! But Kris is wriggling—he's trying to break free!
Kris manages to slip out, shoving Felix into the ropes. As Felix rebounds, Kris catches him with a perfectly timed arm drag, sending him crashing to the mat. Kris follows up immediately with a leg drop across Felix's downed arm.
Adams: Beautiful arm drag from Kris, and he follows it up with a leg drop! He's going after that arm, maybe trying to take away some of Felix's power game early on.
Felix shakes off the pain, quickly getting to his feet and charging Kris with a shoulder tackle. Kris rolls back, narrowly avoiding it, then leaps up with a spinning back kick, landing it squarely on Felix's chest and knocking him into the ropes.
Simone: And a huge spinning back kick from Kris Ryan! He's got Felix on the ropes—literally!
Kris dashes forward, leaping onto the ropes for a springboard move, but Felix catches him midair, slamming him down with a thunderous suplex.
Adams: Oh, what a counter by Felix! Kris went high-risk, but Felix had it scouted perfectly.
Felix wastes no time, laying into Kris with stomps to the arms and legs, trying to wear him down bit by bit. Kris finally rolls away, using the ropes to pull himself up. Felix charges, but Kris counters with a sit-down jawbreaker, stunning Felix and giving himself a moment to breathe.
Simone: Kris with a jawbreaker! He's creating some space here, trying to turn the tide in his favor!
Both men are on their feet now, visibly worn but determined. Kris backs into the corner, watching as Felix approaches. As Felix gets close, Kris leaps forward, hitting a picture-perfect European uppercut, knocking Felix off balance. Kris capitalizes, following up with a running wheel kick that sends Felix sprawling.
Adams: That uppercut rocked Felix, and the wheel kick just sent him down hard! Kris Ryan is on fire right now!
Kris signals to the crowd, stepping through the ropes onto the apron and springboarding back into the ring with a powerful left forearm strike. Felix stumbles, and Kris wastes no time climbing the ropes, positioning himself for his trademark move.
Simone: He's setting up for the 'SmackShot!' Here it comes!
Kris flies off the top turnbuckle with a diving somersault leg drop, landing his braced right knee hard across Felix's neck. The crowd goes wild as Kris rolls over for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Felix kicks out just before the three count, leaving Kris visibly frustrated. The two lock up again and this time Felix goes on the attack, the two exchanging a flurry of fists. One of Felix's punches sends Kris reeling.
Adams: So close! Kris thought he had it there, but Felix isn't done yet!
Simone: Kris Ryan's showing unbelievable resilience here tonight! After everything Felix has thrown at him, he's still got some fight left!
Adams: Absolutely! Felix has tried everything to put Kris away, but this kid has heart like no one else!
Felix, clearly frustrated, pulls Kris up by his hair, but Kris counters with a sudden elbow to the gut, doubling Felix over. Kris quickly hooks Felix's arm and, with a burst of strength, executes a Judo Hip Toss that sends Felix crashing to the mat! Kris doesn't hesitate, bouncing off the ropes and hitting a springboard left forearm strike to Felix's jaw, sending him sprawling into the corner.
Simone: What a combination! Kris is coming back with a vengeance!
The crowd roars as Kris takes a moment to rally, raising his fist in the air. He spots Felix dazed in the corner and charges, leaping high to deliver a punishing running wheel kick right to Felix's face, knocking him down to a seated position in the corner.
Adams: Felix is in serious trouble! Kris is relentless - he's not stopping until Felix is down for good!
Kris signals for the "SmackShot," climbing up to the top turnbuckle as the fans get louder, anticipating his signature somersault leg drop. He raises his braced leg and leaps off, twisting in mid-air and driving his braced right leg hard across Felix's throat with a devastating impact.
Simone: SmackShot! Kris Ryan just drove that heavy knee brace right into Felix's neck! This has got to be it!
Kris goes for the cover, hooking the leg. The referee slides in to count.
ONE!
TWO!
Felix kicks out at the last millisecond, and Kris rolls off him, eyes wide with frustration. He runs his hands through his hair, knowing he was so close to victory.
Adams: Unbelievable! Felix kicked out! I don't know how, but somehow, he's still in this match!
Kris gets to his feet, taking a deep breath as he considers his next move. He crouches in the corner, setting up for his finishing move, the Godspeed. Felix slowly stumbles to his feet, dazed, with his back turned. Kris launches forward with explosive speed, aiming for Felix's head. Just as he's about to connect— A loud chorus of boos echoes through the arena as Bea Barnhart suddenly appears at the top of the ramp, storming down toward the ring with determination in her eyes.
Simone: Wait, what's going on here?! Bea Barnhart has no business out here!
Adams: Looks like Bea has decided to play a part in this match… and I don't think she's here to cheer Kris on!
Kris freezes, momentarily distracted by Bea's approach. Felix, seeing the opportunity, sidesteps Kris's Godspeed attempt, and Kris crashes into the corner, shoulder-first. Bea hops up onto the ring apron, shrieking at the referee and causing him to turn his back on the action.
Simone: Oh, come on! This is a travesty! Bea is blatantly distracting the referee!
Felix, realizing he has a golden opportunity, spots the metal briefcase near the ropes. A sinister smile creeps across his face as he snatches the briefcase and stalks behind Kris, waiting for him to turn around.
Adams: This is going from bad to worse for Kris Ryan! He has no idea what's about to happen!
Kris stumbles out of the corner, disoriented, and turns just in time for Felix to swing the briefcase with brutal force, smashing it across Kris's head with a sickening CRACK. The impact echoes throughout the arena, and Kris collapses to the mat, motionless.
Simone: Oh, no! Felix just used that briefcase as a weapon! This is despicable! Kris Ryan is down, and it's all thanks to that lowlife Felix and Bea Barnhart!
Felix tosses the briefcase out of the ring just as Bea jumps off the apron, allowing the referee to refocus on the match. Felix drops to the mat, covering Kris and hooking both legs as the referee slides in.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
The bell rings, and the crowd erupts in a deafening mixture of boos and disbelief as Felix stands up, his hand raised in victory. Bea climbs into the ring, applauding smugly as she joins Felix by his side.
Adams: I can't believe it… Felix has stolen this match, all thanks to Bea Barnhart's interference! Kris Ryan was robbed here tonight!
The camera zooms in on Kris, lying motionless in the ring, with a trickle of blood forming at his forehead from the impact of the briefcase. Felix stands over him, laughing as Bea taunts the crowd, feeding off their fury. Kris begins to stir, clutching his head and realizing what happened, his face contorted with anger and pain.
Simone: Look at Kris Ryan! He knows exactly what happened! He knows that Bea and Felix just cost him this match, and he doesn't look like he's going to take this lying down!
As Felix and Bea exit the ring, smugly making their way up the ramp, Kris gets to his knees, staring daggers at them.
HIGH STAKES RUMBLE
OPEN INVITATIONAL
Winner gets a title opportunity of their choice on the Christmas Climax Control on 12/22/2024
The scene opens backstage where we see Harper walking around with a frustrated look on her face with Josh not far behind.
Joshua: Harper I know you're frustrated but…………
Harper: That's not even the word for it! I finally broke my losing streak and got my wins back against Bea and Bobbie over the past few weeks but every time I decide to open my mouth the old guard of the division unites to shut me up!
Harper shakes her head.
Harper: Yet I'm the bad guy for standing up for myself! What a load of crap!
Jessie: Maybe if you had gone about it differently………….
Harper: What do you know Jess………..
Harper stops mid-sentence as Jessie Salco, her older cousin and SCW Hall of Famer, steps into view.
Jessie: Surprised? I recovered from my pregnancy weeks ago, I've been fit for travel for the past several weeks.
Harper: Yeah, you told me, you also told me that you didn't plan on traveling outside of Vegas until the New Year at least.
Jessie: Plans change when the girl I used to manage is acting like a brat.
Jessie turns to Joshua.
Jessie: Thanks for taking over during the past nine months or so by the way.
Joshua: No problem.
Harper: And you've never got angry or frustrated at your standing in the Bombshell Division?!
Jessie turns her attention back to Harper.
Harper: You may be over a decade older than me Jess but I still remember some of your most infamous antics.
Jessie: If you remember them then you know why I tried to advise you not to repeat them!
Harper: Oh please! It's not like I've done something as fucked up as "Jessie Deserves Better" yet…………..
*SLAP*
Simone: Did Jessie just slap Harper?!
Adams: I know 2018 is a sore spot for Jessie but yikes!
Harper recoils from the slap, clutching her aching cheek in pain as Jessie's expression hardens.
Jessie: I told you, never bring that up in front of me.
Harper: Or what? You'll just prove Christian right about your hotheadness?
Harper squares up to Jessie.
Harper: Go ahead, slap me again, I dare you.
Jessie shakes her head before she starts to walk off.
Jessie: Josh, take her somewhere as far away from the other Bombshells as possible, yes, including Cassie.
Joshua: You got it.
Harper: Don't walk away from me Jess……..
Jessie: We'll talk after the shows wrapped up, when you've cooled down! And by the way? Keira's been training me for an in ring return.
Harper: Wait, what?!
Jessie: Retirement got boring, that's all I'm saying.
Jessie walks off as the scene fades.
Julianna DiMaria isn't necessarily in a good mood at this point as she sits with her championship. She's got some thoughts in her min and she's trying to figure out how to express them, but the appearance of Ms. Rocky Mountains seems to answer that for her. Julianna rolls her eyes at her sudden presence, but she decides to go along with this anyway.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I am here with the SCW Bombshells Internet Champion in Julianna DiMaria and Julianna, first off, welcome back. I know that personal tragedy is never a fun thing for you. But, I take it that you're not in the best mood for reasons that go beyond that or in addition to that.
Julianna: I'm supposed to find out about High Stakes and all of that. I would hope that the powers that be don't do the predictable thing and just stick the two losers of next week's triple threat against me because that would honestly be lame as fuck. But, we'll wait and see on that. Something that I can say though is that I'm frustrated and it's not necessarily something that happened to me or anything like that.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Why are you frustrated?
Julianna: When someone is kissing your ass on Twitter then when they face you, they turnaround and act like it never happened, you know? But it's more than that. You would think that people would fucking know better. You remember how my opponent at Violent Conduct treated me, right?
Ms. Rocky Mountain nods.
Julianna: Alexandra Calaway opened her mouth and literally did the diet version of what that opponent did. Let me quiz you on something here. Is someone with a 50-50 record here "dominating" in any way?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Not a damn bit, in my book.
Julianna: Okay. So, is someone with only two losses to her name in this company going into this match tonight a "fading star"?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: That sounds absolutely ludicrous and ridiculous if you're asking for my opinion. You've been here for well over a year now and the fact that you have only two losses, with both being to the current world champion by the way, pretty much proves that you're not fading at all.
Julianna: How about someone being a champion for most of their time in the company not knowing what it means to be a champion or whatever garbage came out of her mouth?
Even the interviewer herself is understandably confused.
Julianna: You see, this is why you take the respect that anyone gives you and you have to take it with a grain of salt. I didn't mince words coming into today and I'm especially not going to mince any words now. There was a part of me that always felt that some of the 'respect" that Alexandra Calaway was showing toward me on Twitter was full of shit. I seem to recall, when we were teaming together against Harper, that she was respectful and up my ass, but the moment we're opponents again, she literally does the same fucking thing that my Violent Conduct opponent did. You would think that she, who supposedly has wrestled longer than me and who is older than I am, would've KNOWN BETTER! You would think that she would've LEARNED from my Violent Conduct's opponent's mistake and… you know… NOT done the same damn shit especially since she was one of the FIRST people to rally around me when I ran up the score on social media. She didn't make any stereotypes like that bitch did, but thes3e comments about "fading star"... are you fucking kidding me?
What the fuck does she know about who's star is fading and who's star is rising when her star has NEVER risen above the Roulette Division?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: If she goes on to face Kayla Richards at High Stakes…
Julianna: No, don't give me that. Here's a ladder of logic for you. Kayla beat me. I beat Alexandra. So logically, of Wrestler C loses to Wrestler B who lost to Wrestler A, then what the actual FUCK of a chance does Wrestler C have against Wrestler A? That's without mentioning the mixed tag title choke jobs against Kayla whereas even though it's not in THIS company yet, at least I can say I've beaten her. That's without mentioning that she's already LOST to one of her opponents next week. The thing is, Alexandra and I are the perfect story when it comes to the differences between a wrestler who actually IS a star and a wrestler who THINKS they are and her entire time here? Alexandra has been the ladder. Oh you're a STAR, right honey? So how come you're a 50-50 wrestler that's accomplished nothing beyond the Roulette title? She's not going to face Kayla at High Stakes and don't give me that "anything can happen" crap. The only reason she's in that triple threat match is because Seleana Zdunich became the new Jessie Salco of the division. If she faced either Alicia or Andrea in that qualifier, or if she faced someone like me, or Luna, or Victoria or I'll even throw Bella Madison into that conversation… she wouldn't be in that match at all. There are three women in this division that you have no excuse to lose to: Bea Barnhart, Prudence "I shouldn't even be on this roster anymore" Pierce and Seleana Zdunich. She just HAPPENED to be lucky to draw one of those three!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Clearly, you're fired up…
Julianna: Right? And MAYBE whoever I face at High Stakes should heed the lesson that my Violent Conduct opponent REFUSED to learn and the lesson Alexandra FAILED to learn and that's to NOT… FUCKING… DISPRESECT ME!
Julianna bolts out of the room, bringing the heated interview to an abrupt end.
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control, next week Alexandra Callaway will clash with Andrea Hernandez and Alicia Lukas to determine Kayla Richards' next challenger but first she has to deal with the woman Kayla beat to win the World Bombshell Title, the Bombshell Internet Champion Juliana DiMaria in a non-title match!
Adams: Callaway and DiMaria last clashed when DiMaria was still the World Bombshell Champion, a match that Juliana retained the title in! Given how much has changed since then, can Alexandra tie up their series?
Simone: One way to find out, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following non-title match is scheduled for one fall!
The lights go down and "Mine" by Halestorm starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made a cocky smirk crosses her face.
Justin: Introducing first, from DALLAS, TX.. ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!!"
Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. She watches up the ramp, messing with her hair as she waits for her opponent.
Simone: Alexandra has had quite the year and who knows what 2025 will bring for her?
Adams: Especially with the title scene getting more heated than ever!
Justin: And her opponent!
"Paranoid" hits the speakers as Julianna DiMaria appears on the stage, greeted by some boos from the fans in attendance. She ignores them and heads down to the ring with a confident, focused look on her face. Once she heads inside the ring, she cracks her knuckles, indicating she's ready to fight and afterward does the "talk to the hand" gesture toward all the fans that are booing her, displaying another touch of arrogance to get the fans against her even more.. She heads to her corner and scoffs at the reaction she's getting as the song fades and she waits for what's coming next.
Justin: From San Diego, California, she is the reigning Bombshell Internet Champion, JULIANNA DIMARIA!
Simone: The question of Julianna's next challenger still remains but she's ready for Callaway!
Adams: They've clashed before and know each other well!
Dawn goes over the rules with both women and after taking the title from Julianna she calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: This could be an important matchup for either woman thanks to next week's show being the Go Home Show before High Stakes!
Adams: Alexandra's already set to compete next week in the finals of the Belle of the Brawl Tournament but Julianna will be finding out her challenger tonight and she wants to put on an impressive showing!
Once the bell rings Julianna and Alexandra share a handshake before they lock up in the middle of the ring, Julianna takes the early advantage with an arm drag which she transitions into an arm lock, Alexandra fights back to her feet and gets out of the hold with an Arm Drag of her own and follows that up with a dropkick to Julianna's chin! Julianna rolls out of the ring to regroup but Alexandra follows her out.
Simone: Alexandra has the advantage in the early going.
Adams: She clearly remembered a lot from their first clash at My Bloody Valentine.
Alexandra catches up to Juliana and catches her with a knife edge chop across the chest causing the fans in Phoenix to go "WOOOOOOOOO" in response, Juiana recoils before backing up against the barricade but a good kick from Alexandra knocks the Internet Champion into a seated position by the barricade, sensing that they are about to be counted out Alexandra rolls in and out of the ring to break the count before she goes for a running cannonball senton on Juliana! Unfortunately for Alexandra Juliana moves out of the way at the last second and Alexandra crashes into the barricade.
Simone: That backfired big time on Alexandra! I do wonder if her decision to break the count cost her there.
Adams: If she hadn't she and Juliana would've been counted out, talk about a "damned if you do" situation!
Juliana picks up Alexandra and rolls her into the ring before following her in and going for the first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra kicks out! Juliana shakes her head before turning her attention towards the turnbuckle which she starts climbing, once she's on the top rope Juliana measures up Alexandra and when Alexandra is back on her feet Juliana goes for a Diving Cross Body on Alexandra but the Texan ducks down at the last second causing Juliana to crash and burn! Alexandra uses the opportunity to roll up Julianna.
ONE!
TWO!
And Julianna kicks out!
Simone: Both women took big chances and both chances backfired.
Adams: Between Alexandra's two decades of experience, even if she doesn't look that old, and Julianna's quick thinking I don't see either woman keeping the momentum for long!
Both women get back to their feet and start trading blows in the middle of the ring while Dawn watches on to make sure the brawl doesn't get too out of hand between the former champion and the current champion, Alexandra backs Juliana up to a corner and she goes for a wild right hand only for Juliana to duck under it, perch Alexandra on the middle turnbuckle and hit her with a backstabber!
Simone: Not often that we see a backstabber from the middle rope but I guess Julianna came up with the move on the fly.
Adams: Can't deny it's effectiveness either way.
Juliana goes for a pin on Alexandra!
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra gets her foot on the bottom rope, breaking the hold! Juliana shakes her head before dragging Alexandra to the centre of the ring and going for another pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Alexandra kicks out! Juliana frowns before she shifts tactics by locking in a Boston Crab on Alexandra.
Simone: Two pinfalls in a row and now a submission attempt on Alexandra by Juliana.
Adams: Alexandra's not going down without a fight.
Dawn gets into position to check to see if Alexandra wants to submit to Julianna's submission hold but Alexandra isn't giving up easily, instead she starts crawling her way to the ring ropes to try to get another rope break, Juliana tries to stop her from doing this but it's no use as Alexandra secures the Rope Break and Dawn forces Juliana to release the hold, Juliana drags Alexandra back to the centre of the ring and goes to pick her up but Alexandra catches her with a Small Package.
ONE!
TWO!
And Juliana kicks out! Both women are winded from the long match as they get back to their feet and they go for the same move, a running clothesline, knocking them both down.
Simone: And now both Alexandra and Juliana are down.
Adams: I've said it once and I'll say it again, whoever gets up first will have a huge advantage!
After Dawn checks on both women to make sure their okay and once they confirmed that they are Dawn starts her ten count, at the count of seven Alexandra gets to her feet first and Juliana soon follows but Alexandra catches her with a German Suplex! She bridges for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Juliana kicks out! Alexandra gets back to her feet and calls for the end.
Simone: Alexandra is going for the Apocalypse.
Adams: She's put many a bombshell away with that move.
Alexandra picks up Juliana and goes for her version of The Last Ride but as Alexandra elevates Juliana the Bombshell Internet Champion manages to get free and slips out the back before nailing her with the DiMaria Code!
Simone: Juliana has hit the DiMaria Code!
Adams: Alexandra is out, stick a fork in here, she's done!
Juliana goes for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner, Juliana DiMaria!
Simone: Juliana scores a big win heading into High Stakes.
Adams: And now Alexandra's got less momentum heading into the Belle of the Brawl finals!
Juliana celebrates the win while Dawn checks on Alexandra.
BOMBSHELL HIGH STAKES RUMBLE
OPEN INVITATIONAL
Winner gets a title opportunity of their choice on the Christmas Climax Control on 12/22/2024
"Happy" by Pharrell Williams starts to play in the sound system. The crowd starts clapping along to the music and moments later, Bobbie Dahl bursts through the curtain with a big smile on her face. The crowd cheers but it is what Bobbie is carrying that has them all intrigued. She has a large bag thrown over her shoulder and the biggest grin on her face as she starts making her way to the ring.
Adams: Did Christmas come early?! Does Bobbie have some gifts for us?!
Simone: Somehow I don't think that is what is in the bag, but we're about to find out. This should be interesting.
Bobbie high fives the fans along the way, even being kind enough to pose for a quick selfie or two. Once to the ring, she slides the bag in under the bottom rope, then walks up the steps and enters the ring. She grabs the bag and drops it in the center of the ring before heading over and grabbing a microphone.
Adams: Bobbie is up to something and that might not be a good thing!
Simone: Oh when it comes to Bobbie Dahl…this will be good depending on how you look at it.
Once her music dies down Bobbie waits for the crowd to quiet down enough so she can speak. It takes about a minute, but she finally has an opportunity to speak and she gets down to business.
Bobbie: I'm gonna make this as quick as I can so I don't hold up the next match or show longer than I need to. You see after recent events, a little idea hit my brain and I just HAD to throw it out there, because…Well I need to have a little fun.
The mischievous grin appears on Bobbie's face once again as she looks into the camera.
Bobbie: So it's no secret that Harper beat me last week, and of course she lets one win get to her head and starts running her mouth on Twi…Sorry, X. She likes to do that no matter what the situation, and well the fact that I am on a bit of a slump right now and someone like Harper beat me doesn't sit too well with me. So here's what I'm gonna do…
She grins again as she lowers the microphone briefly obviously enjoying whatever this is before she even reveals it.
Bobbie: Harper, I'm throwing out a little challenge. Since you're letting the fact that we're tied at one win over the other a piece make it seem like you're better than me, let's do best two out of three. One more battle. You and me at High Stakes XIV.
The crowd cheers and Bobbie smiles as she looks down to the bag at her feet.
Adams: But what's in the bag?!??
Simone: Would you be patient?! We're about to find out.
Bobbie: Oh, but that's not all. You see, I have something to sweeten the deal a little bit. Maybe not so much for the loser, but the winner will definitely enjoy this. Because if Harper accepts this challenge, the loser…Has to dress up…
Bobbie reaches down, lifts up the bag and proceeds to dump the contents out right at the center of her feet, laughing.
Simone: Is that…what I think it is?!
Adams: Oooh boy..
Bobbie reaches down and picks up one of the items, that being a large baby bottle!
Bobbie: Whoever loses, Harper, on the following Climax control has to dress up from head to toe as a big ol' cry baby! From the big diaper and adult sized onesie, to the bonnet and pacifier and the bottle!
The crowd cheers and laughs as Bobbie holds up the pieces to the baby costume up and never stops smiling.
Bobbie: I'm a woman of my word, Harper. If, and that is a very big IF I lose to you at High Stakes XIV, I will dress up as a big baby on the following Climax Control. I will play the part, but the question is…Are you woman enough? Are you confident enough that you'll accept this challenge?
Bobbie shrugs.
Bobbie: The BOTTLE is in your court, Harper. I'll be looking forward to hearing your answer.
Bobbie then drops the microphone and leaves it and the baby costume in the center of the ring.
Simone: What a challenge from Bobbie! This might be a first for SCW!
Adams: That is if Harper isn't afraid to accept it!
Climax Control cuts to backstage where Andrea Hernandez is standing by. She gets a rather huge ovation considering that SCW happens to be in her home state and the spirits are definitely high for her considering what she's going to be facing next week. She definitely looks calm and confident as she expresses her thoughts.
Andrea: Oh man, let me tell you… being in Arizona is always a thrill considering that we're in my backyard and all. Last week, I was definitely thrown for a loop. I wasn't expecting to be in this Belle of the Brawl thing. I wasn't even thinking about the SCW Bombshells World Championship. This isn't to say that I am not capable or anything like that, but at the same time, I know that I had to pull through last week even on such sudden notice. I will say though that it's a damn shame that last week, I wrestled an opponent that… in all honesty…
Andrea takes a bit of a pause. She's doing the best that she can to think about her words and how she delivers those words before she makes one of those verbal mishaps that she has made in the past when she first came to the company.
Andrea: Yeah, Song didn't seem like she wanted to be there. I could be wrong. But, when there's an opportunity of that magnitude on the line, you've got to be at your best and you have to prove that you want it and that's exactly what I did. I pulled through and I managed to get the job done and now I am one win away from High Stakes. I would've never thought I would be saying such a thing but here we are…
Andrea pauses again. This time, she's in a reflective mood. She knows that it has been a long four years if not more since she has been the SCW Bombshells World Champion and this time, she knows that she can't screw things up.
Andrea: I definitely want to save my words about my opponents for the coming week and everything, so I'm not going to talk about them tonight. But this? For me? It means a hell of a lot more than I could put into words. It's one thing if you actually were the SCW Bombshells World Champion at some point, but it's another thing if you didn't live up to your potential while you had the title at all and I'll be the first to admit that I didn't. I used to be haunted so much by that, I am not going to lie. I am a far different person now than I was when I first got here and I know that's going to help me plenty next week. When I look at the landscape and see who's gotten chances at the big one and when I see who, honestly, has wasted them, it just lights this fire in me.
Complacency is something that I've never been about. In fact, complacency is something that my family has never been about and has always taken a great step to keep in check over the century plus that we've been involved in this business. I've seen Bombshells receive potential opportunities for championships that include the other two championships and while I've sat there and asked "Why?" knowing that my comeback has been successful, I stayed true to my values. I didn't come out and complain. I didn't bitch about someone I beat getting an Internet title shot while I sat on the sidelines at Violent Conduct, for instance. The old Andrea would've, but that was back in 2020. I kept telling myself to be patient. I kept saying that things were going to fall into place. They have. Now? I've got to make it count.
I took that first step last week by advancing to next week's triple threat, but next week? More than ever up to this point in the comeback, I am going to really show how much I have grown as a wrestler in my two years away from this company. I knew in my heart that I always had unfinished business and I was always going to come back here and through it all? I feel like High Stakes for me is a story that writes itself.
But ultimately? I can't depend on destiny to write my story for me. I have to create my own destiny… and next week? I'll take one step closer to doing just that…
Andrea hears a pretty heavy cheer from the audience as she begins to make her exit and the scene cuts out.
Simone: Welcome back to Climax Control and our next match which was scheduled for last week's Halloween Special but was moved to this week due to a booking error! Victoria and Eddie Lyons shocked the world when they dethroned the Wolves at the start of the cycle winning the Mixed Tag Team Titles, albeit with a little help from Miles Kasey, and now Victoria goes one on one with Kayla in a non-title clash of the champions match!
Adams: Victoria has only tasted defeat once since arriving in SCW while Kayla has been a dominant champion for most of the year! These two are ready to go to war!
Simone: Let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a non-title Clash of the Champions Match!
The arena lights dim as "Sweet Dreams" by Vin Jay plays, and Victoria Lyons appears onstage, and makes her slow and haunting walk to the ring. She glares at some of the fans, and even bites at a few as she passes by. As she gets in the ring, the lights go back on, as Victoria raises her arms in a V in the middle of the ring, as if looking for worship, and giving the camera a creepy smile.
Justin: Introducing first, from Charlotte, North Carolina, she is one half of the Mixed Tag Team Champions and the reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion, "The Head Lyoness" VICTORIA LYONS!
Simone: That announcement has to sting for Kayla considering how close the Wolves were to celebrating one year as champions!
Adams: Especially considering how Eddie and Victoria won the titles.
Justin: And her opponent!
The voice of Kayla Richards gives way to the opening guitar riff of Bad Omens "Like a Villian" The lights flash from being on and bright to dark and switching between a dark purple and red. Kayla Richards steps out onto the stage in her gear, a black leather jacket over it, her long hair flowing down as she makes her way to the ring, she runs and slides up and across the apron on one knee before getting into the ring and putting both her hands in the air, one crossed over the other to make a "K" with her fingers before they turn into a double bird and move down to a fingergun pose pointed at the crowd.
Justin: From Norwich, East Anglia, England, she is the reigning World Bombshell Champion "The Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards!
Simone: Kayla looks even more focussed than usual tonight!
Adams: The last time she clashed with Victoria Kayla was dropped with her version of the Lyons Roar, she clearly doesn't want a repeat of that!
Jacob takes the titles from both women after going over the rules with them and calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And this match between two of the most intense women on the roster is underway!
Adams: Both of whom happen to be champions, can you imagine Victoria's ego if she gets the win over Kayla?
Once the match starts Kayla and Victoria circle around each other for a few moments before they lock up in the middle of the ring, Victoria scores with a knee lift to Kayla's midsection doubling over the Brit before she hooks her up for a Suplex, however Kayla slips out the back of the Suplex attempt, spins Victoria around and scores with a European Uppercut! Victoria returns fire with an Uppercut of her own and soon enough the two women are brawling.
Simone: Well, it didn't take long for any resemblance of a wrestling match between Victoria and Kayla to break down.
Adams: Surprised it lasted that long!
Jacob tries to regain some semblance of order but Kayla and Victoria are too engrossed in their brawl to pay any attention to the ref! Kayla backs Victoria up to the ring ropes and backs up before going to send her over the ropes with a clothesline but Victor counters by sending Kayla to the outside with a Backdrop! Victoria doesn't let up as she hits the ropes and then hits Kayla with a Suicide Dive nearly sending Kayla into the announcers' laps!
Simone: Hey watch it!
Adams: I'm sure many young men have dreamed of having a Bombshell on their laps but not like this!
Kayla gets back on her feet on the announcer's desk and Victoria tries to sweep the legs only for Kayla to jump over the attempt and hits Victoria with a running senton off the announcer's table! At this point Jacob informs them that they are dangerously close to a double count out and Kayla rolls Victoria back into the ring before following her back in and going for the first pin of the match.
ONE!
TWO!
And Victoria gets the shoulder up! Kayla shakes her head before backing up to the nearest corner and signalling for the end.
Simone: Is Kayla going for the Dreamkiller already?!
Adams: I guess she wants to show Victoria that she isn't being paid by the hour!
Kayla goes for her finisher early but Victoria ducks under it at the last second causing Kayla to miss and buckle her leg on the landing! Kayla cusses as she clutches her leg in pain and Victoria takes advantage of this by hitting a chop block on Kayla's bad leg, dragging her to the middle of the ring and locks in a Single Leg Boston Crab on Kayla! Jacob gets into position to check to see if Kayla wants to submit but Kayla refuses.
Simone: That knee could play a pivotal role in this match!
Adams: And the title match at High Stakes, Alicia, Alexandra and Andrea must be loving with Victoria is doing to Kayla!
Kayla starts crawling her way to the ring ropes and Victoria tries to stop this by wrenching on Kayla's leg but Kayla manages to reach the ring ropes and force the break! Victoria drags Kayla back to the centre of the ring and goes for the pin while hooking Kayla's bad leg!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla gets the shoulder up! Victoria shakes her head and goes for the Boston Crab again but this time Kayla kicks Victoria away with her good leg, both women get to their feet and Victoria charges at Kayla, Kayla, purely on instinct, hits a Superkick with her bad leg that knocks Vitoria down but sends Kayla down as well, she's not out but she is clearly regretting using that leg for the kick.
Simone: Kayla might regret that in the long run, never mind the match!
Adams: And it's all to Victoria's advantage!
Kayla still has the energy in her to go for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Victoria gets the shoulder up! Kayla grits her teeth in pain while Victoria rolls out of the ring and grabs her two titles from the timekeeper's desk, sliding the Bombshell Roulette Championship into the ring first! Jacob spots this and grabs the title before Kayla can take it but while he goes to the timekeeper's desk to return the title Victoria slides into the ring with the Mixed Tag Title in her hand, tosses it into Kayla's hand and then falls to the matt.
Simone: Is Victoria trying to make Jacob think that Kayla hit her with the Mixed Tag Title.
Adams: I mean, considering how the Lyons Den won the Mixed Tag Titles? I'd believe it!
Jacob returns to the ring and sees the sight before him, Kayla protests her innocence to the ref in her usual, swear word filled manner but Jacob is having a hard time believing her pretty much because of what Jason said! But eventually Kayla is able to convince Jacob that Victoria is faking it and hands back the title, though Jacob doesn't get far before Victoria comes up behind Kayla with a roll up!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla kicks out! Because of her bad leg Kayla is slower to get back to her feet than Victoria and Victoria uses this opportunity to call for the end.
Simone: Victoria just called for her version of the Lyons Roar!
Adams: Not only did Victoria retain the Roulette Title against Mercedes with that move but she dropped Kayla with it in the Mixed Tag Title Match, will she go three for three?
Victoria drags Kayla back to her feet and goes for the Lyons Roar but Kayla counters it with a Northern Lights Suplex before rolling through and locking in the Ghostlock!
Simone: And Kayla has the Ghostlock locked in!
Adams: Victoria's trying to get out of it but Kayla has it locked in tight!
Victoria tries to get out of the move by hitting Kayla's bad leg but Kayla's not letting up, eventually she passes out rather than tap out and Jacob calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, Victoria Lyons can not continue, therefore the winner is the World Bombshell Champion KAYLA RICHARDS!
Simone: Kayla's back in the winners circle after losing the mixed tag titles!
Adams: Meanwhile Victoria just suffered her second loss in SCW!
Kayla lets go off the hold and celebrates while favouring her leg and Jacob checks on Victoria.
BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP
Julianna DiMaria (c) vs SCW Universal Poll Winner
We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we are able to see Mackenzie Elliot and Charlotte Page standing with their arms folded. In front of them is Crystal Zdunich who could be seen working as hard as she could on a pull up bar. She pulls herself up and above the bar before lowering herself and continues on with it.
Charlotte: That a girl Chrissy, you need to keep at it. 251, 252, 253…
The sweat is already rapidly pouring down Christina's face as it hits the ground below.
Crystal: I don't know if I can keep pulling myself up! This is hard and my muscles are giving out.
Mackenzie: Oh no YOU will pull yourself on that bar. Last week you made us dress up like we are princesses and while you had your fun it's back to business this week.
Charlotte: Daniel put you in charge of the casino and we wouldn't be good enforcers if we let you sit on your arse without putting the work in. So keep on pushing…
Crystal continues to pull herself up and down before her muscles finally give out and she falls to the floor. Crystal breathes heavily as she stares up at the ceiling before we see Pussy Willow walking into the room.
Pussy: Crystal Zdunich it seems like you are working hard for your SCW return, care to share any words about how you are feeling?!
She can only breathe more heavily before she finally finds a way to bring herself up to her feet.
Crystal: How do I feel?! To be honest I feel like I have been through hell. The GRC works hard to sharpen iron with iron. My girls here are two of my best friends but they have also been in charge of my training and they have been making sure that I will be fully at my best for whatever is to come. I vowed last week that I am here for number six and of course to win those Mixed Tag Team titles. Whenever Daniel is ready I want him to know that I am also ready. So I can't afford to slow down. Last week it was Halloween and I know I put my girls here in uncomfortable positions.
Mackenzie: …You made us dress up like we should be at some comic convention.
Charlotte: Bloody hell Chrissy, but last week is behind us. We are focused on the here and now.
Crystal: Exactly, a lot has been happening and the only thing I can say is that I need to just keep pushing ahead. Whatever awaits for me Pussy just let it be known I am ready and it's as simple as that.
Pussy just nods her head as Crystal nods her off before she gets back on the pull up bar and we go elsewhere.
The buzz from the fans could be heard even as the cameras found themselves transferring to the back. Right away a very familiar face could be seen. That was the face of none other than Scott Oliver, but at this particular moment. He was looking a little bit on the nervous side of things. Raising his mic up to speak while stumbling over his words.
Scott Oliver: Uh... ladies and gentlemen... please welcome...
Before he could even finish what he was saying. A massive hand SLAPPED down on his shoulder making him wince in pain. At that same moment it was revealed the massive hand belonged to Michael Harris who entered the scene with a smirk plastered across his lips.
Michael Harris: Damn! Lighten up Scottie!
Scott Oliver: It isn't like... we have the best history you know?
Michael Harris: Listen man. Don't ask a stupid question. I won't have to drop you on your head again or anything like that.
That expression of Scott's face turned to stone. As all the color in his face went washing away making him as pale as he could be. Harris instantly found himself letting out a chuckle.
Michael Harris: I'm kidding! Jesus. I come around these parts and everyone has their buttholes puckering in fear. I'm a retired wrestler for crying out loud. I don't intend to cause any harm!
He found himself shaking his head a little more while chuckling.
Scott Oliver: So, you're back in retirement? No match with J2H after all?!
Michael Harris: Oh no... I am going to kick J2H's teeth down his throat come High Stakes. But that's the concept everyone has a hard time understanding. High Stakes is a fight situation. There's no wrestling involved. I'm going to beat the hell out of that man. I am going to make sure he hurts all over. There's going to be broken bones, torn muscles, and blood shed. But when it comes to the wrestling aspect of things? There will be none of that. I've already proven to be a better wrestler than J2H before. There's no point in me proving it again. And on top of all of that? I've done everything I need to do with wrestling.
There was a small shrug of the man's shoulders for a brief moment.
Michael Harris: So that's behind me. Got no desire to ever wrestle again. Honestly, if I'm keeping it real with you here Scottie. Sin City Wrestling should consider themselves very very lucky and very very honored they even got a wrestling match out of me last week. When I retired a year ago, I was firm to my guns. I'd never wrestle another match, but last week my arm was truly twisted to get what I needed and what I desire the most. Speaking of that match last week... Alexander, how does it feel to know your bitch ass still isn't good enough? The world was handed to you and you fumbled it as expected!
Harris had that arrogant trademark smirk he was known for all over his lips. Those fans could still be heard in the back with their cheers. Sounded as if they were very much a fan of what he had just said. Right away though Scott spoke up getting the interview back on track.
Scott Oliver: So if we are still getting a fight between the two of you. What's the big stipulation in this? Isn't that what you earned the right to do last week?
Michael Harris: Technically, I earned the right to have the fight along with naming the stipulation. I should have never had to EARN the right to get my hands on J2H. Not after everything he's done to me. Not after everything he's done to my family. But I get it. He had Christian in his back pocket.
Scott Oliver: Had?
Michael Harris: It sure seems like it was a HAD situation now. I don't know what the deal is specifically considering Christian did what he did last week. But if he's expecting some kind of thank you from me? It isn't going to happen. Dude made me jump through hoops and made my life hell with J2H. If their little business situation fell apart. That's on those two. Ain't got nothing to do with me. Back to the point. Of course J2H was going to get away with things. But to answer your question Scott. I'm not going to give you or anyone else that information. That's saved for next week.
Scott Oliver: Oh? What's next week?
Michael Harris: I just left Mark's office a little bit ago. Having ourselves a nice little chit-chat about a specific match set to take place tonight. But in that talk he revealed to me that next week out there in the middle of the ring. He has arranged for us to have a DOUBLE contract signing. He and I will make everything official with Kevin and J2H. Then and only then will I reveal what kind of hell I have planned for James. Trust me though. It's not something you or anyone else is going to want to miss.
For a moment he gave those cameras on them a little wink.
Scott Oliver: Fair enough. I am sure you're going to have all eyes right where you want them. However, I do have one last question for you before you go.
Michael Harris: What's up?
Scott Oliver: Last week it was announced that you are one of the three members going into the Hall of Fame this year. Can you give us some insight on what you think and what you feel when it comes to being bestowed that honor?
Michael Harris: Well first and foremost. If it were up to me. I wouldn't even be in the Hall of Fame this year. I wouldn't even throw my name in the hat years down the line. I don't think anything I did in my short amount of time here deserves that kind of recognition. And trust me, I'm an egotistical bastard. I love the chance to stroke my own ego whenever I can. I had a great run last year, but is it really better than some of those that have come before me? Personally, I don't think so. Therefore I'd pick several names before mine, but this isn't my choice at the end of the day.
Once again he found himself shrugging his shoulders a little bit. At that point Harris took his hands and put them inside the pockets of his jeans. Looking right back at the cameras to address the SCW audience.
Michael Harris: The choice was made. I'm in and I am very thankful to be considered. I will say out of the few other Hall of Fames I have been in. This one does feel different from the others. It does stand out from the others too. Maybe, because I know it will be my last one I ever go into. Or at least most likely it'll be the last one I ever go into. But then again maybe it's because it really does signify the end of my career. After High Stakes there will never be another career defining moment that comes from me. Either way, like I said. I'm honored. I'm thankful. And as much as I would like to give it the proper attention it deserves. I can't take my eye off this fight I have with J2H. That's my only focus right now, but who knows I might come up with an epic speech in the end.
He offered a smirk before slapping Scott back on the shoulder causing the man to wince once again. Only for him to find himself stepping out of the camera's view just as quickly as he came into it a few moments ago.
Scott Oliver: Well folks. There you have it. Words from a certified Hall of Famer!
Once again those fans could be heard cheering in excitement. Seems like in just a few short weeks the man known as the Immortal had managed to make himself a fan favorite. Right then the cameras cut away from Scott and headed elsewhere to catch up on some more of the action.
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 scheduled for one fall. Under triple threat traditional rules. Introducing first. All the way from Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. He is the reigning SCW Roulette Champion. 'The Napalm King' 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 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.
Adams: I have been looking forward to this match all week long.
Simone: You are not the only one. A triple threat match featuring the three men that have done nothing but make our lives hell? It's a brilliant decision.
Adams: And you got to already know that Alexander has spun this into some conspiracy theory in that warped mind of his!
The venue was filled with an excited crowd. Lots and lots of cheers. As well as chatter could be heard throughout as they were all patiently awaiting the next bit of action to take place. There was a sudden dim of the venue lights. Only to be replaced with the flashes of green and white strobe lights. All while the opening to "The Devil In I" by SlipKnot began to play over the speaker system. Those first couple of notes had the crowd's tune changing. Boos ringing out heavily and for no other reason than they were not the least bit pleased with who was about to make their way out.
Only a few seconds had passed before the camera angle had changed just in time to see the curtain being pushed aside and the man of the hour stepping through said curtain. In an all black zip up hoodie with the hood up was none other than the Entity of Sin City Wrestling, Kevin Carter. He stood there at the top of the makeshift ramp with a glare in his eyes while glaring out at the booing fans. His facial expressions said it all. Feeling a certain amount of disgust in having to be before them, but he just ignored their boos as he began to make his journey down to the ring.
Justin: Now making his way to the ring. From the most vile part of Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds. He is a true Scumbag. The Entity of Sin City Wrestling, KEVIN CARTER!
By the time the proper introduction had come to an end from Justin, he had reached the ringside area. A short little jog Kevin leaped onto the ring apron planting his right knee pad into the mat and using the ropes to pull himself up to a vertical basis on the ring apron. The boos seemed to have only gotten louder in that few moments he made his way down to the ring. As he stood there the man proceeded to bring both his hands up in the air with a middle finger on each hand. As one would have expected, it didn't do Kevin any favors. Not by a long shot.
All types of comments were starting to be hurled in his direction along with those boos. Kevin smirked with hatred as he lowered his hands and then gripped the top rope with his left hand before swinging one leg over the middle rope. Ducking down under the top rope to finish climbing into the ring. In a true prick fashion, he took what appeared to be a small 'victory' lap around the ring culminating in him stopping in the middle of the ring. Dropping to his knees and flipping his hood back to his jacket before tossing his arms out at his side. The boos continued to ring in from the disapproving crowd as Kevin smirked a little more. Undoing his jacket as he stood up to his feet. The music starting to fade out as he retreated to his corner tossing said jacket to the floor.
Simone: You know this man is seething more than anyone else. Last week he hit Mark with a fake apology and then when it didn't work directed an ambush on our boss.
Adams: Only for it to be interrupted by Michael Harris. Sure, they might have got the jump on Harris after. But in the end what did it mean? Carter still has to face Mark at High Stakes and then Harris went on to defeat Raven to earn his shot at J2H at High Stakes as well.
Simone: And that's what has to make him the most mad. Nothing he or the other two could do to stop what's coming to them. Karma is wonderful!
The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar riff. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.
Justin: Being Accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is the Living Legend, he is J2H!
Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and knee pads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and into the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H looks to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns and looks over at the two men that were teammates turned opponents before jumping down.
Adams: I could only imagine how unhappy J2H is about being forced to compete back to back weeks.
Simone: For far too long the man has been able to pick and choose his schedule, but after last week. It looks like he really buried himself in the bosses eyes and they're not letting him get away with it anymore.
Adams: You know I always knew there was going to come a time and a place where J2H would fall out of favoritism with Christian. One of the biggest supporters of his career and we're witnessing what happens when that fall out finally does take place.
Drew found himself approaching the three men that were now meeting each other in the center. As soon as he approached him Raven grabbed him by the shirt and pushed him back. J2H mouths something to the official with Carter walking right to the side of the ring. Making a gesture for a microphone to be handed over. Justin got right up from his seat and handed it over to Carter. The Entity began to tap the top of the microphone while coming back to the center of the ring.
Simone: Wait just a minute! What's the meaning of this?!
Adams: Clearly, Kevin has something to say. But no one is interested in hearing them talk!
Simone: Not at all. I am right there with the fans in wanting to see these three tear each other apart. Granted there being forced, but this is what they get after everything they've put this roster through!
Carter had continued to tap the top of that microphone forcing it to make that loud thud sound. Until he was able to get the crowd to quiet down a bit. Once he felt satisfied he brought the microphone to his lips.
Kevin Carter: Ladies and gentlemen. I quite enjoy being the bearer of bad news, especially with tonight's bad news. You see, as of this moment this match has been canceled!
As soon as those words came out of his mouth. The crowd began to boo heavily over the remarks. Carter found himself just smirking a little more from ear to ear.
Kevin Carter: Listen! I get the frustration. I get the anger. I get the feeling of being disappointed and let down. If I was in your shoes. I'd be demanding a refund right about now. I would be boycotting all future SCW shows. I damn sure wouldn't be buying a ticket for High Stakes. And you know who to blame for all of this is? Do you?!
He paused with a slight raise in his eyebrow.
Kevin Carter: It is all Mark Ward and Christian Underwood's fault! They are the ones that promised you a match that they couldn't deliver. They are the ones to blame for this match being canceled. All because they chose to abuse their power. They chose to try and force us to do something they do damn well, we were never going to do. Be mad at them. Be angry at them. Take it all out on them!
That smirk on Carter's expression only grew a little more following those words. His attempt to turn the crowd against the men that ran the company. Might have only been an attempt, but for now he got satisfaction out of it. He turned to hand the microphone over to Raven.
Alexander Raven: I'm over the power plays. I'm over the attempts at making people do things for their benefit. For their goals. For their desires. To play and manipulate the system. People keep denying it, and then they shove it in their fucking oblivious faces week in week out. So no more. No more do we play their games. No more will we be embarrassed for their satisfaction. I'm here out of allegiance and loyalty to these two men, and nothing more. To hold this championship and flaunt it in their fucking faces, so that they know. That they realise. That they understand, we hold them in our hands. Every fucking one of you are just puppets. Sheep!
It appeared based on pure crowd reaction. Raven had only further riled the fans up and got under their skin. All three men were still standing their ground unphased by the reactions they were getting. J2H found himself reaching for the microphone to address the crowd next.
J2H: Did you really think those two were in charge? Did you really think we'd explode and give those two pain in the asses what they actually want. Do you think we'd give you all what you want?
J2H shook his head.
J2H: If you thought that, you're following the wrong people. We are the leaders of SCW, we run everything around here. If we don't want to fucking do it, we won't so all you little Hot Stuff followers, all you Christian Underwood ass lickers, all you slack jawed little motherfuckers who think we follow rules, fuck you, each and every one of you.
The remarks that the fans were starting to hurdle at all three men were beyond PG at this point. They had done their job at making sure they had them so upset they were on the brink of a riot. Carter reached over to grab the microphone to address them once again.
Kevin Carter: Once again... we in a roundabout way understand where you are coming from, but what has been done has been done. You know who to blame. Let's go boys!
Carter found himself lowering the microphone as he approached the ropes. He swung one leg over the middle rope and was about to find himself exiting the ring but was quickly cut off.
HS: Whoa boys!
The crowd cheer as Hot Stuff Mark Ward walks through the curtain along with Christian Underwood, both men holding microphones.
HS: You know what Christian, I really hope these three are not that quick to pull out and leave when it comes to their partners, because this is wrestling's version of premeture ejaculations.
Christian nods in agreement.
HS: Get in, grunt for a few seconds, finish and get out. I'm sure you've heard this before fellas and I'm sure you've heard this before but slow yourselves down. You've probably got to sit in your little jerk circle so I can get why you were trying to make a quick exit, but we have many things to discuss, so grab yourself a chair and sit your arses down cause this might take a while.
There was quite the dynamic change in the crowd response as soon as the bosses made their appearance. All three men in the ring had a distinct glare in their eyes as they looked up at the two men that employed them.
Kevin Carter: You had a chance to discuss things last week in a peaceful manner. You pissed that all away. So as far as I'm concerned. We don't have anything to say to you!
HS: Shut up you tart! No one asked you to flash your gums and yack away. People have heard you talk enough for one night, so I'm gonna talk and you're gonna shut up and listen, ok sport?
A serious look crosses Hot Stuff's face.
HS: It's funny you should mention last week, cause I want to take you back to last week Kevin. Do you remember when I pretty much told you to go screw yourself and that I was gonna whoop you all over the place in a match you don't want. I never did tell you what it was gonna be, so you might wanna pay attention. Me and you Carter, we're going non sanctioned, which means if I wanna hang you up by your peanuts from the rafters, then I'm gonna do that. Non sanctioned, street fight, bring everything you've got.
The fans cheer loudly.
HS: Now will you three stop dicking around and get on with it?
Christian places a reassuring hand on the shoulder of his business partner, drawing his attention toward him.
Christian: Come on now Mark, maybe they have a point? I mean, it's become painfully obvious that these three have something of a superiority complex and maybe that's our fault? You know how these days children grow up without having ever been disciplined by their parents. When that happens, what do you get?
Christian waves the hand forward toward the ring, indicating the three inside.
Christian: Spoiled children. Man babies, too used to getting your own way. And when they don't? All they can do is play the role of victim.
Christian removes his hand from Mark's shoulder and takes a step forward on the stage.
Christian: You three do realize where you made your big mistake, correct? I mean aside from every way imaginable. You made the mistake of putting your hands on this man.
He points back at Mark.
Christian: Now I can't rightly say that Mark and I are the best of friends. We're barely at Christmas gift exchange level. But he is my business partner, and we go back a long way! There's something to be said about loyalty gentleman, and I'm here to tell you now that the only person in this arena that has free range to make his life hell is…
He points at himself.
Christian: Now for the longest time, I was your biggest supporter James! Whatever you wanted, I handed you on a gold platter just as I felt you deserved! But ever since you got hooked up with these two and emasculated man babies…
Adams: Ooo!
Christian: Your level of respect has dropped dramatically! Your pull is virtually non-existent! Some like it or not, once that bell rings? You are going to do what you do best! Christian points at the ring between all three men inside. Christian: All of you are! Or trust me when I tell you there are going to be repercussions! J2H: Are you fucking deaf? We've told you that we're not doing it so once more and I can't stress this enough... fu..
Christian raises his voice and interrupts J2H!
Christian: No! Allow me right here and now to tell you how things are going to be! For all three of your collective wisdom, you were dumb enough to think that this was a democracy! So now you are going to fulfill your contractual obligations tonight gentlemen. Or you're going to understand just how over privileged you three have become!
That lone remark had every single fan ready to come out of their seats in excitement. Loving every minute of watching the bosses take control of their company. Raven finally having enough, he snatched the microphone away from J2H and directed his attention to the men on stage.
Alexander Raven: A lot of talk about contractually obligation, yet I'm standing here, out of good will. My contract is up, I'm a free fucking bird. You have no sway over me, and you can't make me do anything. I'm going to bleed those pockets of all the green they got, and then? I'm going to walk away. But this? This tonight? You can't make me do it.
HS: Actually we can. Your law team isn't as good as ours and your agent clearly has an issue with reading shit, you clearly have a problem with reading too, because of this.
Hot Stuff reaches in to his back pocket and pulls out a folded bit of paper.
HS: This is a page from your contract. Just one page but it's a real important page, right at the bottom of it has this little legal term, but I know you won't understand it so I will put it in terms you can understand. It states if you're a champion at the end of your contract, we get to tack on more time until you lose that title. We get to keep you here, we get to hold you to this and can do it over and over and over again. Now, with your ego, I can't see you just laying down and pissing on a championship run no matter how much you might hate me, no matter how much you hate Christian. Basically champ, as long as you have that, you're our bitch. So dance puppet dance.
Christian nods along with what Mark says.
Christian: You know the ironic thing about all of this is the fact that up until now, I was pretty satisfied sitting back and watching everything unfold. That is until you went after Mark here physically! He would have been satisfied just getting you inside of the ring, Kevin! He would have been just as happy firing the rest of you and be done with it! He's the nice one.
Christian leans in.
Christian: I'm not.
The fans cheer in support for Christian, perhaps surprisingly so.
Christian: And you're right Alexander, you're not under contract currently. And part of me thinks that you'd be perfectly all right with these stripped of your Roulette championship just to 'stick it to the man'. But me I remind you that while you're not under contract, you're not exactly alone. There's still somebody very close to you that could face the repercussions of your actions. A certain friend perhaps? A tag team partners? Manager.
Adams: Is he talking about Luna?
Simone: Who else?
Christian: Wouldn't it'd be a shame if she would be stripped of her championship match in three weeks? Almost as bad as if someone were vindictive enough to make her answer for everything you've done wrong!
Adams: Oh! Christian is actually blackmailing them!
Simone: And I don't think he's finished!
Indeed not as he turns his attention immediately to Kevin!
Christian: And you? You've always been a whiny little bitch!
The crowd cheers!
Christian: Ever since you first showing up on our doorstep eleven years ago, you've suffered from a dreaded case of the 'Me Me Me's! It was always about what you wanted! How you should be treated! How cruelly life mistreated you! It was always a matter of problems, problems! The world was giving you problems! Will let me tell you something, Kevin! Marking myself? We are the world!
The crowd cheers as Mark pats Christian's shoulder with a satisfied smile on his face.
Christian: So either you play nice little girl, or else next week you're going to be slinging hot dogs and cotton candy to everyone in attendance! Or… I'll make certain at the Christmas show you compete against Carter in an Eggnog match! Your choice!
Christian turned to the final member of the triad.
Christian: And of course now we save the best for last! J2H! The man! The myth! The legend! The longest reigning champion in SCW history! That alone was impressive! It was remarkable! But more importantly? IT WAS EIGHT YEARS AGO!!
The crowd cheers!
Christian: Now James, right now you're probably thinking I have nothing with you. That there's nothing I can do to you. Well let me tell you right now that your gravest error is a lack of imagination! I'd like to take this opportunity to remind you that every superstar, past or present, has signed a contract with a little clause called Code of Conduct. And up until now, you have been a prime example of what we look for in a superstar and how they should behave and appear. Until that is, recently. Until you fell under the bad influence of those two.
Christian points between Alexander and Kevin.
Christian: And because of that clause and your recent actions, Mark and I have the legal right to expunge you from the SCW record books!
Simone: Whoa!
Christian: Your name in the Hall of Fame? Erased! Your ring? Returned! Every championship reign you enjoyed, stricken from the record! It would be as if J2H have never existed and don't you dare lie to me! I know damn well that is the one thing even you can't contemplate!
Christian takes a step back, resuming his place beside Mark.
Christian: So go ahead and discuss it between yourselves gentleman! Mark and I are patient men.
Cameras cut back to the ring where the three of them stood. Their faces said everything that it needed to say. Knowing that their backs are against the wall and in a situation where they weren't going to win. Not the way they would have wanted.
Adams: Excuse my language folks. But these three men played the fuck around and find out game for far too long. Now they've really found out!
Simone: Surely they cannot be that surprised that there are consequences for their actions. I'm surprised it took this long, but still they had to know this was coming.
Adams: I don't know that they did Belinda. These three have kind of proven on more than one occasion. They're delusional and believe in their own hype more than anything else.
Inside the ring all three of them were hurdle up and talking amongst themselves. Everything about their expressions still showed how unhappy they were about the situation at hand. Finally, the little huddle broke as Carter stepped up and glared at both Mark and Christian.
Kevin Carter: You're going to regret making us do this! Ring the stupid bell!
Following those words. He threw the microphone out of the ring as it hit with a loud thud. Mark and Christian both looked quite satisfied with the decision made. Finding themselves disappearing behind the curtain. With the cameras settling back to the ring with all three men backing into their respective corners. Drew found himself in the middle of the ring as he called for the bell.
DING DING DING!
As soon as that bell rang Carter found himself being the first one to step out of the corner. Taking his place in the middle of the ring and then lying flat on his back in the center of it. Instantly the crowd began to react in a negative manner. Realizing what was going on.
Adams: This dirty underhanded---
Simone: Watch it Jason!
Adams: Anything to get out of this match. They tried to cancel it themselves. That didn't work. So now he's just going to let one of them pin him?!
Simone: Sure seems like that's the plan!
He laid there with Drew trying to tell him to get up. Of course he was ignored. About that time J2H came out of his corner pushing Drew to the side for a second. Dropping down to cover Carter. Forcing Drew to have no other choice but to drop down for the count.
ONE!
RAVEN GRABS J2H'S FOOT AND DRAGS HIM OFF OF CARTER!
The very second that J2H had been dragged off of Carter. He shot a look right at Raven, but that look was ignored. Raven finds himself dropping down to make the cover on Carter himself. Again, Drew was right there to make the count.
ONE!
J2H IS QUICK TO DRAG RAVEN OFF OF CARTER BY HIS FOOT!
Raven slammed his hand off the mat and shot to his feet right away. Getting right in the face of J2H. Within seconds the two of them were eye to eye, nose to nose, and not backing down from each other as a bunch of words were being exchanged amongst them.
Simone: Here we go! Here we go Jason! This is what we have been waiting for!
Adams: Egos are starting to clash. This is what we saw backstage tonight.
Simone: I just wish one of them would go ahead and throw a punch already!
Adams: Oh it's coming Belinda. It's coming. I can sense it!
Both of them were still jaw jacking each other. Carter found himself scrambling back to his feet as he marched over to the two of them. Finding a way to get in between them and push them apart. Screaming at them both to knock it off. However as soon as he began to shout at him. J2H and Raven took one look at each other before connecting with a DOUBLE PUNCH right to Carter's jaw knocking him down. The crowd erupted as soon as that punch took place. As J2H and Raven instantly charged one another starting to take punches at each other.
Raven would connect with a right hand. J2H would come right back with a right hand of his own. Punches going back and forth between them. That was until J2H got smart and caught Raven by surprise with a kick right to the knee causing it to buckle with Raven dropping down to one knee in the ring. J2H turned and went charging towards the ropes. He hit them for leverage and was coming back, but at that very second Carter took to the sky with a SPRINGBOARD over Raven and landed a huge CLOTHESLINE on J2H taking him down. Throwing himself on top of the Hall of Famer for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
RAVEN GOES FOR AN ELBOW DROP
AND CARTER MOVES CAUSING HIM TO LAND ON J2H!
With the cover sorta broken up despite it backfiring on Raven. Carter made sure he was to his feet first before his fellow teammate. As soon as Raven got up, he was met with a ROUNDHOUSE KICK right to the side of his head forcing him to spin around looking out on his feet. Carter hooked the man from behind right away and took him over his shoulder with a HALF NELSON SUPLEX spiking Raven's head and neck into the mat.
Adams: What a suplex by Carter! That had to have rung Raven's bell.
Simone: Anytime you get slammed on your head. No matter the sport, it truly sends you through a loop!
Carter looked over his shoulder to see Raven rolling to the side of the ring. From there he started to push himself up. However he only got to one knee before J2H blindsided him with a BU
SAW KICK to the back of the head sending Carter face down into the mat with that nasty looking kick. J2H dropped down to his knees and rolled Carter over. Being sure to hook one of his legs for extra leverage when it came to the pin.ONE!
TWO!
CARTER KICKS OUT WITH FORCE!
J2H sat there glaring at his teammate. Not happy at all with his ability to kick out. Right away he snatched a handful of Carter's hair and began to pull him up to his feet with him. J2H taking one of his knees and then slammed it up into the gut of Carter forcing him to double over. From there he grabbed him by the back of his head and neck before charging forward. With effortless ability he tossed Carter through the ropes and sent him flying through the ropes to the unforgiving floor. His body could be heard hitting it with a thud.
Simone: That's one way to get rid of your opponent.
Adams: Being the season veteran that he is. J2H knows it's much better to deal with one man at a time. Then two men at a time. Isolate yourself with one man. Your odds become greater.
Over in the corner Raven had started to use the ropes to help pull himself up after being slammed on his neck by Carter moments ago. J2H turned around to see Raven doing just that. He quickly launched himself into a full on sprint across the ring. Leaping into the air for a SPLA-NO! At the last second Raven dodged the splash causing J2H to smack chest first into the turnbuckle pad. Driving the wind out of him as he grabbed his chest and began gasping for air.
By the time J2H was able to turn himself around. Raven had already launched himself into a sprint. He hit the ropes and came off them with all the momentum in the world. Leaping up and grabbing a hold of J2H before slamming him down into the mat with a SLING BLADE causing J2H to hit the mat with force. Raven knew this was the perfect opportunity for him. He grabbed a hold of J2H's leg and arm dragging him right to the middle of the ring to be able to make the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
J2H KICKS OUT!
As soon as the man got his shoulder up. All it did was enrage the SCW Roulette Champion. Instantly Raven got to his feet as he grabbed a hold of J2H's hair forcing him to lean up some. With a viscous arm he brought it all the way around and clubbed his teammate in the back of the neck. J2H went limp but Raven wasn't done. Grabbing a hold of him and pulling him up to club him a second time in the back of the neck with everything he had.
Adams: Raven is laying into J2H right now!
Simone: You have to wonder if this isn't something these two have wanted to do to each other for a long time now. Well all three of them for that matter.
Adams: One thing I have learned in life. In every single argument. Disagreement or whatever you want to call it. There's some truth always spilled. What we saw backstage. What we are seeing right now. Something tells me these egos have been clashing for a hot minute!
Simone: And to think they didn't want to compete. Nonsense if you ask me.
Raven had pulled J2H by his head a third time. Instead of going for another clubbing blow. He quickly wrapped both of his arms around the Living Legend's head and locked "THE CONSPIRACY" in pretty deep. J2H in a panic move reached for the arms of Raven with both of his hands and tried to pry away to give himself a chance to breathe. However it wasn't going to be that easy with Raven locking those arms even deeper around his throat.
Drew found himself getting in position to check on J2H. Asking if the man was willing to tap, but he didn't get an answer. Instead the color in J2H's face was starting to change. A blue tint taking over the color due to the lack of oxygen he was receiving. Seconds later J2H looked like he was going limp. Raven began to smirk like he had the match won. Then without warning J2H sprung to life rushing forward and kicking off the turnbuckle to force himself backwards falling on top of Raven for a pin, but Raven still had the submission locked in tight.
Adams: Raven isn't letting go of that submission hold! It's as tight as I've ever seen it!
ONE!
Simone: J2H has Raven's shoulders pinned down!
TWO!
Adams: Are we about to see a victory here?!
THR-NOOOOOO!
CARTER CAME CRASHING DOWN ON BOTH MEN WITH A MOONSAULT TO BREAK IT UP!
Simone: Where did Kevin even come from?! My goodness that couldn't have been anymore last second!
Carter rolled himself up to his feet. Seeing as J2H was attempting to get up on his own feet. He used the ropes to do just that, but as soon as he let go of the ropes. Carter BLASTED the Living Legend right in the back of the head with "SOON FORGOTTEN" drilling him with such force. J2H fell through the ropes and tumbled to the outside from the Superkick. Right away Carter turned around but Raven was waiting as he landed a kick right to the gut of the man known as the Entity. With Carter doubled over, Raven hooked him by his head.
Setting up for "THE KINGSLAY-NOOO!" Just before he could take him down. Carter rolled out of the move and then landed a kick to the gut of his own to double over Raven. He quickly then popped Raven onto his shoulders. As soon as he had him up, J2H was back as he leaped onto the ropes walking them like a tightrope and then leaping off landing a LEG DROP to the back of Raven's head just as Carter flipped him off his shoulders for "INTO THE ABYSS" smack dab in the middle of the ring. Carter was quick to take advantage of the situation. Making the cover on Raven with hopes of winning.
Simone: What a tag team move by those two!
ONE!
Adams: I do not think it was meant to be that way, but it sure did work out!
TWO!
Simone: And it looks like it assisted Carter in picking up the win.
THRE-NOOOOOOOO!
J2H DOVE ON TOP OF CARTER TO BREAK IT UP!
Adams: No! No it did not! J2H making sure of that!
Making no mistake about it. J2H made sure Carter knew he was there to break up the pin as he continued to club the man in the back of the head and neck. Those blows aim to leave a lasting impression. On the last one J2H got right up to his feet and posed to the crowd with a smirk. Of course as one would have expected he got a negative response. Turning himself around, J2H locked eyes on Raven who was trying to get up. He wasn't going to allow the man to get his feet under him.
As he charged up and rushed in to connect with "SOLID GOLD" right to the back of Raven's head putting him back down. J2H rolled right back to his feet and turned around. As soon as he did Carter was rushing him with everything he had. J2H used his quickness to LEAPFROG right over Carter causing him to hit the ropes and bounce off them. By then J2H was ready as he cut him off with a kick and then grabbed Carter's arm twisting it before taking the man down with "KISS THIS" causing Carter to violently flop down to the mat.
Adams: J2H is in full control here!
Simone: You got that right. Living up to the hype of being called a legend!
J2H stood there looking at both of the men lying there on the mat. Realizing the proper control he had. He took a couple steps over to Raven's body and dragged him a little closer to Carter. Before he turned himself around and went right for the corner. He leaped up on the top rope in an effortless single bound leap. Before standing up and looking down at the two men below him. Without hesitation he tossed himself off the top rope coming down on both men for "21ST CENTURY SPLASH" making sure to stay right on top of both men when he landed for a cover. Drew diving down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOOOOO!
CARTER AND RAVEN BOTH KICKED OUT OF THE DOUBLE PIN!
Simone: Woooooooooooow! I didn't expect that!
Adams: This match is far from over! We should have all known they weren't going to go out like that!
Frustration was all over the expression of J2H. The man truly believed it should have been over, but he was quick to get to his feet. In order to keep control of the match. Reaching down and yanking on the hair of Carter. He started to pull the man up to his feet. But all of the sudden Carter dropped back down to his knees and took his arm slamming it upwards for a LOW BLOW right between the legs of J2H. His eyes looked like they were about to pop out of his head as he let go of Carter and stumbled back.
Adams: He went low! He went low on J2H!
Simone: This is a triple threat match Jason! There's no disqualification. It's a perfectly legal move under these standards!
Adams: I am not worried about it being a legal move or not. If that's your teammate. If that's someone you see as your equal. You don't go low like that! It's a lack of respect!
Simone: I think the competitive nature is just kicking in the longer this match goes.
Carter looked up at J2H who was in clear pain. He shot right to his feet and then rushed J2H as he leaped up catching the Living Legend by surprise with "THE MAIN ATTRACTION" spiking the man's head right into the mat. Before he had a chance to make the cover though. Raven came right up behind Carter and dragged him to the center of the ring. Before he even knew what was happening. Raven flipped him upside down and then drove him straight into down with "RAVEN'S SPINE" leaving Carter sprawled out in the center of the ring. From there Raven rolled himself over and hooked the leg of the Entity in hopes the match would be over.
Simone: Raven's Spine! That's it! Good night Kevin!
Adams: This might turn into one of the biggest wins of Raven's career!
ONE!
Adams: But if he does win?! What does that mean for the trio?!
Simone: It shouldn't mean anything! It isn't their fault they were put in this match!
TWO!
Simone: No, but I don't think it'll be just that easy to move on from.
Adams: Maybe not...
THRE-NOOOOOOO!
CARTER GETS HIS SHOULDER UP AT LAST SECOND!
Adams: He did it! Kevin kicked out!
Simone: I don't know how!
Raven's face said it all with a state of pure shock and confusion over taking his entire expression. He slowly started to make his way to his feet. That shocked expression slowly started to transform into an angry glare as he finally grabbed a hold of Carter by his beard and started to pull the man up to his feet. Once he had Carter to his feet he went to say something but Carter caught him with a massive UPPERCUT sending Raven backwards and accidentally ELBOWING Drew in the face.
Sending the official to the mat. Raven looked behind him in shock at what happened, but quickly turned himself back around. By then it was too late with Carter scooping him right back onto his shoulders. Carter turned with Raven on his shoulders and went towards the center of the ring, but as he turned around. His eyes locked with J2H who was on the top rope in front of him. Right away J2H leaped off for a HIGH CROSSBODY leading to all three of them crashing and burning to the mat for the time being.
Adams: All three men are down.
Simone: As well as our official for the match!
Adams: This is truly for anyone's taking at this point. First man back to their feet you'd have to assume they'll be in the driver's seat!
Inside the ring all three of them laid there breathing heavily and trying to collect their whereabouts. All of a sudden though "No One Cares" by Ateyru began to blast throughout the venue's speaker system. Instantly there was an uproar of cheers from the crowd. A heard cut in the camera view went right to the entrance way with MICHAEL HARRIS finding himself walking out from behind the curtain. The crowd reception was a little louder as everyone started to realize he had an official SCW referee shirt on. A smirk started to cross the man's lips as he looked out at the crowd.
Simone: Is he....
Adams: Yes! Yes he is wearing a referee shirt Belinda!
Simone: What do you think he could be up to?!
Adams: I don't know for sure. I can only wonder, but I say we just sit back and enjoy the ride this man is about to take us on.
Simone: Oh boy. This is not going to end well for the three in the ring.
That's when Harris could be seen sprinting down to the ring. Making a diving leap and sliding right under the bottom rope in record time. As soon as he began to stand up. J2H was doing just the same with him turning around and coming face to face with Harris. His eyes widened in surprise as Harris smirked a little bit. Then before J2H could even react Harris rushed him and connected with "THE BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT" flipping the Living Legend inside out in a violent manner.
Simone: The Brooklyn Knockout on J2H! He's been wanting to get his hands on that man for weeks!
Adams: He did a whole lot more than get his hands on him just then. He got that whole big ass shoulder into him!
The crowd completely lost it as they watched J2H lay there face first on the mat out cold. Harris got to his feet with a smirk, but it didn't last long before he was CLUBBED in the back of the neck bringing him down to one knee by Raven. He clubbed Harris again with force to keep the man kneeled. Only to then grab Harris and put him in the perfect position.
Adams: Raven has Harris in position for Raven's Spine!
Simone: Looking for some sort of measure of revenge after taking a loss last week!
As soon as Raven started his running start. Harris managed to flip backwards and land right on his feet. Raven found himself turning around quickly, but it was far too late. Because the second he turned around Harris exploded forward and took the man off his feet with "THE BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT" to another huge ovation from the crowd. Harris got right back to his feet, mouthing something off to Raven, but all of the sudden he was grabbed by the wrist and forced to turn around. Coming face to face with Carter.
Carter found himself quickly slamming his finger into the chest of Harris. Each push causes Harris to take a couple steps backwards. Then Carter found himself catching Harris with a huge right hand out of nowhere causing the 2024 Hall of Fame inductee to take another stumble backwards grabbing the ropes to keep himself from falling. Harris found himself holding his jaw before looking right up at Carter with that smirk all over his expression. Carter started to realize that maybe he made a mistake but before he could get out of dodge. Harris drilled him as well with "THE BROOKLYN KNOCKOUT" taking the man off his feet!
Simone: Goodness! One by one Harris has just dismantled this entire team!
Adams: But there's still a match technically going on right?!
Simone: I've got no idea at this point Jason.
Adams: A rogue referee has truly changed the outcome of everything!
Harris back to his feet. He took one look at Carter sprawled out in the middle of the ring before turning his attention over to the downed Raven. He grabbed Raven by the arm and dragged him over to Carter putting him on top of the man. Only for him to turn himself back around and put his attention to J2H. He snagged J2H by his hair and then dragged him over to the other two men. Throwing J2H's unconscious body on top of Raven' who was on top of Carter. Right away Harris dropped himself down and began to count with the crowd chanting along with him.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Harris found himself quickly sitting up with that smirk spread across his lips. Seemingly proud of himself before he got right back to his feet. Using his hand to start motioning for Justin to come over to him. Once he got close Harris leaped through the ropes and whispered something in the announcer's ear.
Adams: What is even going on now?! Who pinned who really?! Who is the winner?! How can you even call for a bell after all of that?!
Simone: These are all fantastic questions to ask but again! I don't have an answer to them! This has been a truly wild ride to end tonight's show!
Adams: We have seen a lot of crazy stuff over the years, but this might be the first of its kind. An official just coming out here and taking out the talent!
Harris finished whatever he was saying. As he patted the ring announcer on the shoulder a bit. With Justin then backing away from the ring and he turned the microphone on to begin to address the SCW audience.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen. I have just been informed by our special guest official for this match. That all three men had their shoulders down during the three count. Therefore this match is a NO CONTEST!
There was an almost deafening response from the crowd. Seemingly loving the decision made, but for no other reason than how it went down. Harris continued to find himself smirking about as he looked at the carnage he had caused in the ring.
Simone: Well there's your answer Jason. It's officially been declared a no contest.
Adams: I don't know if I personally like that decision. We were getting a good match out of those three. Despite how I might feel about them. And then he comes out here to ruin it?
Simone: You heard Justin. He was named the special guest referee. Kind of his job to oversee the match. I think he made the right call.
Adams: But who made the call to give him that title?! Just because you steal a referee shirt and come out here. That doesn't actually make you the official!
Simone: Something tells me these two... have something to do with that decision.
Those very comments from Belinda were in reference to Mark Ward and Christian Underwood that were seen standing there at the top of the entrance way watching what had just taken place. Back inside the ring Harris was helping Drew back to his feet after being taken out by an elbow earlier in the match. There was a sudden camera shot change as J2H could be seen glaring back at Harris in the ring as he now laid outside of it. This was the last shot seen before Climax Control came to a close.
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