The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Walter Pyramid in Long Beach, California. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.
A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.
He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants...
Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!
Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the building at all of the fans filling the seats. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Walter Pyramid in Long Beach, California, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Climax Control"!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now without further ado, let's kick things off with the Hostess With the Mostess, Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The wrestling fans applaud and cheer as Amanda throws the curtains open and steps out onto the stage, clad in a tacky Christmas sweater and Christmas tree skirt (the type that is SUPPOSED to go around an actual tree). The music begins and Amanda starts her performance...
Amanda: Lacey things, the wife is missing
Didn't ask, for her permission
I'm wearing her clothes
Her silk panty hose
Walking around in women's underwear
In the store, there's a teddy
With little straps, like spaghetti
It holds me so tight
Like handcuffs at night
Walking around in women's underwear
In the office there's a guy named Melvin
He pretends that I am Murphy Brown
He'll say "Are you ready?"
I'll say, "Whoa man! Lets wait until the wife is out of town."
Later on, if you wanna
We can dress, like Madonna
Put on some eye shade, and join the parade
Walking around in women's underwear
Lacey things, missing
Didn't ask permission
Wearing her clothes, silk panty hose
Walking around in women's underwear
Walking around in women's underwear
Walking around in women's underwear....
The song comes to an end and the crowd cheers and laughs as Amanda prances all about the stage, blowing kisses and holding mistletoe above her head and pointing toward it and the handsome male fans in front row as the spotlight winks out.
The camera shot then switches over to the ringside area where we join Belinda Simone and Jason Adams at the broadcasters table.
Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to the famed Walter Pyramid, home to the Long Beach State University mens' and womens' basketball and volleyball teams!
Adams: And tonight it's home to Sin City Wrestling Climax Control!
Simone: Indeed it is, and on behalf of my colleague Jason Adams, I am Belinda Simone! And tonight fans we have a unique situation as Song, Mercedes Vargas and Seleana Zdunich were scheduled to compete in the Triple Crown qualifying match for a spot in the Roulette Championship match at Inception VII!
Adams: And all three had contract issues that kept them from competing tonight so that qualifying match has been canceled. And hopefully we'll have a solution coming to let everyone know what that means for the spot at Inception VII!
Simone: But kicking things off tonight, we have the debut of a young man who has already made waves and has the world talking in Logan Hunter! He and his manager Brooke made an impact just a week ago not only with a diabolical attack on Caleb Storms but also when Logan -- and Brooke -- got into a physical altercation with LJ Kasey! But tonight, Logan makes his in-ring debut against Justin Smith!
Adams: Then we have the first Superstars' Triple Crown qualifying match when it's "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart, Connor Murphy and the Troll competing for that spot at Inception VII!
Simone: Rumor has it that Andrea Hernandez is being looked toward for a rematch against World Champion Kayla Richards at Inception VII, but tonight she goes up against none other than Prudence Pierce!
Adams: Last week we saw chaos with Young Justice when a mistimed missile dropkick by Harper Mason cost Cassie Wolfe a loss to Mackenzie Page. Tonight Harper gets to go one on one against Alexandra Calaway!
Simone: And in tonight's Main Event! We all saw the fallout between Miles Kasey and Finn Whelan over the World Heavyweight Championship, but this story runs far deeper where Wolfslair is concerned. And tonight Miles faces some tough love on the part of Wolfslair's premiere member and former World Champion, Alex Jones! All this and more on SCW Climax Control!
Cameras were rolling backstage when they happened to land on a trench coat wearing Guy. He kept his arms secured to his chest to keep that trench coat from opening. He seemed like he was trying to sneak through the backstage area undetected. Unfortunately that wasn't working out for him as Ms. Mountains could be seen walking up behind him.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Guy!
Guy: Lord Have Mercy!
He nearly jumped right out of his skin due to how surprised he was. Clutching his trenchcoat a little harder while spinning himself around. With a narrowed expression.
Guy: Goodness! You don't have to scare Guy like that. Heckin' christ.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: My apologies Guy. That wasn't my intention at all! However, I did wnat to get a quick word with you. If that's alright?
Guy: Just know Guy charges by the hour. So let's make this quick!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Not quite sure what that is supposed to imply...
She looked at him with a little bit of a shifty expression. Nevertheless, opting to keep going forward with the interview she had in mind.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Last week we saw you make a mistake...
Guy: ... Mistake? No no! Guy never makes mistakes. Not even the tiniest ones. He's perfect!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: You sure about that one? Because based on your reaction last week. It didn't appear that you meant to sign a referee contract at all. But instead it seemed you were trying to cheat Eddie Lyons out of his well earned championship match.
Guy: Pffffffftt! Earned?! Cheated?! Does Guy need to buy you a Thesaurus?! That way you can look up what the definition of those words mean!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I think you mean dictionary. Not thesaurus. But I am fairly certain I know what both of those words mean.
Guy: Obviously not. Because Eddie did not EARN anything. He CHEATED Guy out of a title match. Out of championship gold. Out of more munnies to be made. Guy was simply going to find a way to take it back, but he totally knew he was signing a contract for being a referee. Guy knew the entire time. It's all part of his super duper uberly large master plan!
A large smile was plastered across those dark painted lips of his. Although based on the look that was being given by Ms. Rocky Mountains. There was some doubt on what he was saying.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Super duper uberly large master plan?
Guy: Hey! Look at that you know how to listen. Way to go Jugs!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jugs? You know what it's better I don't even ask. So, if this is part of your plan. Where is it going to lead to?
Guy: Now there's no way that Guy is going to tell you that. It's a secret and only my bestest of best friends know what is going to happen.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: So, I should just call Calvin and ask him?
Guy: No. He's super grumpy this time of year. Something about the Chicago Black Bears always losing. He's not pleasant to deal with at this time.
He found himself shaking his head a little bit. However before either one of them could continue on with anything else to be said. Jasmine could be seen walking into the camera view with a referee shirt on a hanger. Her eyes were narrowed on Guy seemed like she had a little bit of an attitude to her.
Jasmine St. John: Guy! Where have you been?!
Guy: Here, there, and everywhere!
Jasmine St. John: I don't have time for your little childish games. You were supposed to report to me as soon as you got here tonight. There's a match about to happen and you need to get to the ring!
Guy: Sure thing chiefette. Guy will head that way now.
He attempted to walk away. Jasmine quickly put her hand out with the hanger and referee shirt hanging from it. Guy just looked at it and then looked back at her.
Jasmine St. John: You can't go to the ring in a trenchcoat. Put this on!
Guy: That's not even in Guy's size. I'm not obese like the Bulldog that runs around here! Don't worry Guy has this all covered!
As soon as those words came out of his mouth. Guy ripped the trench coat right off his body. Revealing to be wearing nothing more than a pair of black booty shorts and a super low v-cut referee shirt. That happened to be tied off at the end in the traditional female manner. Giving himself a little spin.
Guy: One. Two. Three. Simple as that. Guy has this!
He turned his back to both of those women and began to march himself down the hall heading for the ringside area. Ms. Mountains found herself tilting her head a little bit as he walked away. Almost like she was intrigued by everything she had just witnessed. Jasmine glaring over at her.
Jasmine St. John: Woman! Get it together!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: What?! It's... different.
Jasmine St. John: I do not get paid enough to deal with some of you people.
Following her statement. Jasmine found herself walking away shaking her head a little bit. Ms. Mountains just standing there shrugging her shoulders a bit. From there the cameras found themselves cutting back out to the ring for the next scheduled contest of the night.
We cut to the backstage area where we see Logan Hunter sitting on a crate while Brooke stands next to him.
Brooke: It's been one week since we did the SCW Men's Division a favour by ridding it of Caleb Storms for a while, but if you guys thought for a second that we were going to stop at Caleb?
Brooke scoffs.
Brooke: Puh-lease! Caleb was just the start!
Logan: Justin, how can someone who's been on the roster as long as you achieve so little? The best comeback you had was calling Brooke a hooker and she has something to say about that.
Brooke: It's called being an OnlyFans producer, and no, I'm not spilling the beans on what I get up too on that platform.
Brooke adds a playful wink.
Brooke: You'll have to subscribe and find out for yourself! Not like someone like Justin will ever get closer to being with someone like me than that!
Logan: It's as I said on Twitter, Caleb was the first, Justin will be a martyr, my goal in SCW is the same as everyone else's: championship gold! I will exceed the record set by Krystal Wolfe in 2021 as soon as I get my hands on a title be it Roulette, Internet or hell, even the world title, about time someone broke the Wolves' stranglehold!
Brooke: And hell, why stop at that one hit wonder? Why not set all the records we can? We will be unstoppable in SCW and if LJ and Alexandra think they're getting in our way?
Logan: Then they will embrace oblivion! Welcome to the new age.
The camera cuts to the ring side area.
The cameras had found themselves coming back to the ringside area for the next scheduled contest of the night. Standing in the middle of that ring looking a little miffed by being out there was GUY! The man that now was known as an official referee to the roster. "Hope Castrated" by Cage Fight hits the speakers and as soon as the opening scream is heard Logan emerges from the back, Brooke follows him out and has her back to the crowd while she does some sensual poses and her boyfriend glares at the ring.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing at this time. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds. From Sydney, Australia and representing the Go Gym, being accompanied by Brooke Shields, LOGAN HUNTER!
As soon as Logan's name is called the two start making their way to the ring, Logan gets a running start before hopping on the apron and holding the middle rope down for Brooke as she enters the ring before he follows her in, they meet in the middle of the ring and while Logan remains standing Brooke drops to one knee and stretches her arms out with her head bowed.
Adams: Last week Logan made quite the impression. Sticking his nose in people's business. Along with a couple of other things.
Simone: I might not exactly like the way he decided to conduct himself his first night here. But if it gets people talking and gets eyes on you. I guess it works out.
Adams: All due respect. Based on what we saw last week. I don't think Logan is going to care what anyone's opinion of him is going to be. He's in this for himself. He's made that clear.
The opening riffs of Madness by Liliac hits the speakers as Justin "Tarrytown Tormenter" Smith comes out to the stage, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. The New York Smasher walks from one side of the stage to the other with a swag in his step. He looks around the crowd, and starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way he is looking down upon them.
Justin: And now introducing his opponent. Weighing in tonight at two hundred and fifty pounds. From Tarrytown, New York. He is 'The Tarrytown Tormenter' JUSTIN SMITH!
The Tarrytown Tormenter lowers his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Hitamashii climbs up to the apron and steps between the top rope and the middle rope, looking around at the fans as they continue to boo him.
Simone: Doesn't seem like our crowd is feeling Justin tonight.
Adams: Can you blame them? The man acts like a complete - you know what - despite being like zero for hundred with matches.
Simone: I think you're taking it a little too far there. He hasn't even wrestled a hundred matches this year. Or even last year for that matter!
DING DING DING!
The very second the bell rang, it was clear Logan was ready to go on a tear. Right before he could explode out of the corner. Guy found himself in his tiny little black shorts and tiny referee shirt found himself stepping to the middle of the ring to prevent that. Waving his hands around in a frantic manner.
Adams: What on earth is this buffon doing?!
Simone: That's not exactly the nicest way to talk about our brand spanking new referee!
Adams: And it's not exactly bright to have him officiating any kind of match. Have you not seen the chaos he's caused in the past?!
Simone: I think the chaos is loved by most. So it's not exactly hurting anyone!
Logan looked more annoyed than anything. Justin just learned back in the corner as Guy found himself pointing over towards Brooke who was standing on the outside in Logan's corner. Before turning and pointing to the ramp in an aggressive manner. Throwing her out of the ringside area to a massive response from the crowd.
Simone: He's sending Brooke on her way!
Adams: Woah! Can he even do that? She hasn't done anything!
Simone: Sounds like he's taking precautionary measures!
Adams: I am sorry. I don't agree with that decision. Especially if he's not throwing Hitamashii out as well. This is an abuse of power!
Brooke was already trying to protest the decision. She was shouting and screaming on the outside. Guy just kept pointing towards the entrance way. Letting it be known that he wasn't going to stand for it. She stomped around the ring and started to head right for the back. Guy smirked from ear to ear when he suddenly felt his wrist being grabbed and he was spun around. Logan right there in his face mouthing off to him.
Guy seems unphased by what was being said. Going as far as finding himself yawning and waving his hand right over his mouth directly in Logan's face. This seemed to really get under the skin of Logan as he proceeded to shove Guy with everything that he had. Making Guy stumble backwards and hit the ropes. The entire crowd booing him heavily for his actions. He was still mouthing off as Guy just held himself against the ropes for a second.
Adams: Oh... here we go. Here goes the disqualification!
Simone: Rightfully so! It's a rule you are not to touch an official!
Adams: And I would agree that a DQ should happen any other time than right now. Guy started it by making a bad call when Brooke literally did nothing!
Guy found himself coming off the ropes then and caught Logan by surprise as he shoved him back just as violently. However as Logan went backwards from the shove Justin caught him and rolled him right up from behind. Guy leaping to the mat for a fast count.
ONE!
TWO!
THRE-NOOOOOO!
LOGAN KICKED OUT FORCEFULLY!
Simone: Oh my! Justin just about had a major upset!
Adams: Thanks to Guy! Not only did he shove Logan but he went with a fast count as well!
Simone: Way I see it. Logan brought it on himself by putting his hands on Guy first!
Adams: That doesn't make it right at all Belinda!
Simone: Take it up with Guy then!
As soon as he was able to get his shoulders up off the mat. He rolled to his knees and he was glaring at Guy. it was seen in his eyes he was about to unleash an assault on the technical official of the match, but from there Justin grabbed the man by the head and pulled him to his feet. A huge forearm shot to the jaw of Logan rocked him back. Then another forearm shot and another forearm shot had Logan backed all the way into the corner.
Justin found himself straddling the ropes with Logan right between his legs and trapped against the corner. Justin held up his fist to a mixed reaction from the crowd. Before he started to unload with a series of punches. The crowd counted out loud with each punch that he connected with. All while Guy sat back in his corner across the ring watching it all happen.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
All of the sudden Logan lifted his arms up under Justin and tossed him up. This caused Justin to fall face first into the top turnbuckle. By then Logan was waiting in the winds with a kick to the gut. Justin doubled over with Logan setting him up in the perfect position. He lifted Justin straight up and then drove him onto his head with a BRAINBUSTER right in the center of the ring. Logan quickly rolled himself in position to make the cover. Waiting to hear the count but nothing came.
Adams: What in the world is he doing out here?!
Simone: I think it's kind of obvious Jason! He's making a young fan's night.
Adams: He has a job to do! He's meant to be in the ring!
Logan sat up in the middle of the ring and glared out to see where Guy was standing. He was right there at ringside signing a young fan's baseball cap. Furious he got right to his feet and rolled out of the ring. By then Guy was hanging the baseball cap to the fan and turned around to have Logan once again in his face. Screaming at him at the top of his lungs. His face was as red as it could with how angry he was. Guy just looked at him seemingly unimpressed.
About that time Hitamashii could be seen sneaking around the ring with a kendo stick in hand. Coming right up behind Logan and swung for the fences. A loud thwack sound could be heard as Logan grabbed the back of his head and fell to his knees. Hitamashii ditched the kendo stick as he grabbed a hold of the down Logan and tossed him into the ring. For his client Justin to take advantage of. Guy slowly pulled himself up on the ring apron to get back in the ring.
Simone: Wow. That was a true blast to the back of the head. I don't know how Logan is going to continue after that.
Adams: He shouldn't have to! Are you kidding me right now?! Belinda, you know that's against the rules. It's a disqualification!
Simone: Well clearly Guy didn't see it Jason!
Adams: How did he not see it?! It took place right in front of him!
Simone: We don't know that for sure. Our angle of things might be a little off!
By the time Guy had climbed back into the ring. Justin could be seen grabbing a hold of the injured Logan who was still favoring the back of his head thanks to the kendo stick shot. He wrapped both of his arms around Logan's waist before lifting him straight up into the air and then driving him back on his head and neck with a GERMAN SUPLEX! Justin found himself bridging with a pin the moment he slammed him. Guy dropping down to his bare knees to make the count.
ONE!
The moment he slapped his hand against the mat. Guy instantly stopped counting and began to favor his hand. Getting right back to his feet and holding his wrist trying to shake it out.
Adams: Okay! I have seen enough. They can't let this keep happening!
Simone: Don't be insensitive Jason! Clearly Guy is hurt!
Adams: I doubt that one bit! This man is just making a mockery out of this match and out of these two men in the ring. It's uncalled for!
He was continuing to shake his wrist out a little bit. A frustrated Justin now being the one to get up off the mat and found himself confronting Guy. He was right in his face as Guy proceeded to hold up his hand and point to his wrist to signify the energy. This little bit of time that Justin took off of Logan allowed the man to recover. He walked right up behind Justin and then dropped to his knees connecting with a LOW BLOW on the Tarrytown Tormentor. Justin's eyes went wide with Logan rolling him up from behind for a cover. Guy dropping down to make the cover.
Simone: It's a miracle! He's recovered!
ONE!
Adams: You're going to tell me he didn't see that low blow too right?!
TWO!
Simone: At least he's not showing any biases in this match!
TH-NO!
STRONG KICK OUT FROM JUSTIN!
Adams: Thank god! Thank god it didn't end like that! I hope Christian fines the hell out of Guy for everything he's done in this match.
Simone: You mean being a stand up official? Why would that get anyone fined?!
Logan grew even more frustrated with the fact Justin was even able to kick out. He grabbed a handful of Justin's hair and began to pull the man up to his feet. He then wrapped his arms around the waist of the Tarrytown Tormentor. Spinning Justin all the way around to connect with a RIPCORD KNEE STRIKE catching Justin right under the jaw. The force of the knee sent Justin stumbling all the way backwards. He hit the ropes, but when he hit them. A surge of energy hit him as he exploded forward delivering a SPEAR to Logan taking them both down for the time being.
Adams: What a spear from Justin! Nearly took Logan right out of his boots!
Simone: You can say that again. People might have their opinions about Justin, but there is no denying he can be explosive at times and it changes the game!
Adams: I wouldn't bank on him winning, but it does seem to prolong things from time to time.
Guy found himself stepping to the middle of the ring where both of them were lying. Shrugging his shoulders a little bit. He began to do what was part of his job. Using that ten count against both men since they were down and seemingly out.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Logan was the first to show some movement as he managed to roll over to his stomach, but wasn't able to do anything more than that. The count continued from Guy.
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
NINE!
All of the sudden Guy stopped counting despite neither man being up on their feet. Taking notice of his shoelace being untied. Guy found himself kneeling down in the middle of the ring to take care of it.
Simone: Safety first ladies and gentlemen!
Adams: I don't think I have been this annoyed sitting at the booth in all these years. Fire this man! He's proven he cannot do the job correctly or fairly!
Simone: Come on Jason. I think you're being a little harsh on Guy. He's new to this!
Guy was pulling tight on those strings of his to make sure that they were good. Before starting to finish tying up the boots. About that time Justin and Logan both made it to their feet at the same time. Justin landed the first shot with a huge right hand. Logan found himself firing back with a left hand. Justin landed another right. Only for Logan to land another left.
The two just exchanged blows back and forth. That was until Justin got the upperhand. He landed a shot to the face then a body shot. Before gripping Logan's legs and pulling them out from under him landing him on his back. In a matter of seconds Justin had Logan locked in the "FINISH HIM" figure four submission. Logan could be seen rising in pain and screaming as he tried to find a way out.
Adams: Figure four! Justin has him in the figure four!
Simone: You can see it all over his face right now. He's in a lot of pain!
Adams: Logan has to find a way out of this and find a way out of it fast!
Guy was right there on one knee to check on Logan's status and see if he wanted to tap out, but he was refusing. Logan tried to scoot backwards while in the submission. His mind on getting to the ropes to break it up. However, Justin could be seen reaching for the bottom rope himself and holding on for leverage to keep Logan right where he was in that submission. Right away Guy began to utilize that five count.
ONE!
Simone: Justin is flat out cheating by holding those ropes!
TWO!
Adams: There has been cheating by both men all night and Guy has allowed it!
THREE!
Simone: He's doing the right thing right bow. If Justin doesn't break that hold. It's an automatic disqualification.
FOUR!
Adams: I really think Justin isn't going to let go. He's actually going to force the DQ here!
FIVE!
Simone: That's it! He didn't let go. He's lost!
But the bell didn't sound. Guy didn't even call for the bell instead he rushed over and KICKED Justin's arms right off the ropes forcing him to let go. This did nothing but irritate Justin. He let go of the submission hold and started storming towards Guy.
Adams: He can't do that! You can't just kick a participant of a match!
Simone: He was just making sure the hold was broken. It is his job to make sure things are called down the middle.
Adams: That's done been thrown out the window!
Nothing but rage in his eyes as he did so. He had his hand raised like he was going to knock Guy's block off. However out of nowhere Logan connected with a huge SUPERKICK right into the back of the head of Justin causing him to fall into Guy and knock him down in the corner briefly.
Simone: Ooh! That had to hurt!
Adams: Superkick to the back of the head!
Simone: But Justin fell into Guy. Our official is down!
Adams: Good! Send out a new one!
Guy was holding his eye a little bit where Justin had headbutted him on accident due to the superkick. With Logan taking notice that both men were down, he found himself quickly rolling out of the ring. He grabbed a hold of Justin and pulled him out of the steel chair he was sitting in at ringside. Folding it up Logan tossed it into the ring and slid right back into the ring. Snatching the chair up he had his eyes zeroed in on Guy. With the crowd starting to really boo knowing what was coming.
Simone: He's looking right at Guy! Please tell me he's not going to do what I think he's going to do!
Adams: I don't even like the way Logan has carried himself and it's only been one week BUT I think he has every right to clobber Guy for the way he's conducted himself as the official of this match!
Simone: I get that Guy might be a little orthodox with his approach as the referee. However, I disagree. He doesn't deserve to have his head taken off!
Adams: It's like talking to a brick yall with you tonight when it comes to this man. You know as well as I know. Any other night. Any other situation you would be on my side with this!
Simone: I just think you're being extra hard on Guy is all!
Inside the ring Guy was still holding his eye a little bit, but he had started to get to his feet. Logan was waiting in the winds which he had no idea. As soon as he turned around Logan swung the chair with everything he had but Guy DUCKED the chair shot at the last possible second. The chair smacked off the top rope and then came back hitting Logan in the face knocking him out. He dropped the chair and in his unconscious state found himself falling right on top of the down Justin. Guy leaped down to the mat making the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner LOOOOGGAAANNNNN HUUUNNNNTTTEERRRR!
Inside the ring Guy found himself standing straight up after counting the three and looking down at both men. With a simple shrug of his shoulders, he stepped over both of them and went right for the ropes coming out of the ring. Landing on his feet and starting to slap hands with the fans there at ringside on his way back up the ramp.
Adams: Thank goodness this match is over!
Simone: It wasn't that bad, Jason.
Adams: Yes it was. Justin and Logan weren't given a fair shake at all. If I were them I'd be livid and the first thing I'd be doing when I came to is marching to Christian's office!
Simone: What's done is done. Logan picked up a win. So that's something worth having on his resume when he's just getting started around here.
Adams: Sure he got the win, but it's as tainted as it can come if you ask me!
Back inside the ring Logan had started to move about. Rolling off of Justin and lifting his head looking around as the reality of everything was starting to settle in. It was sinking in that he had won his first match despite all the controversy. From there the cameras cut away from the ring and into the backstage area.
We cut backstage where one of the roving camera persons sees Bill and Bea Barnhart walking down the hallway to get to the staging area to be ready for Bill's Triple-Threat match against Connor Murphy and The Troll. Bill looks into the camera as he and Bea walk down the hallway to where the staging area is located.
Bill: Shortly I will step into the ring against Connor Murphy and The Troll. Our match is for a shot at the Roulette Championship at Inception VII. The Troll is about as useless as screen doors on a submarine but Connor Murphy is capable of winning any match he is assigned to.
Bea: Bill you are not conceding the match to Murphy before the match starts are you?
Bill: I never head into a match expecting to lose the match. I am heading into this match to walk away as the winner and to move on at one of the participants in the Roulette Championship match that will be held Inception VII. You know I want to become a three-time Roulette Champion and this match is my stepping stone to accomplishing that.
Following the previous match. The cameras had cut away from the ringside area and found themselves in the parking lot area of Walter Pyramid. Helluva Bottom Carter could be seen rolling through the parking lot dragging his suitcase behind him. Pulling out a keyfob from his pocket and clicking the button. The trunk of the vehicle Carter stopped in front of had opened up. Carter lifted the suitcase up and placed it inside. Before reaching up and slamming the trunk down to secure everything.
No sooner than he had shut the trunk though Carter was clubbed from behind and knocked him into the trunk. Carter didn't even get a chance to turn around before he was grabbed by the back of his head and then slammed face first into the trunk of the vehicle causing him to fall to the concrete floor. Cameras were able to zoom out some to reveal a hooded figure standing directly over the Internet Champion.
Adams: What the hell is the meaning of this?!
Simone: No, the better question is who the hell is that?!
Carter was attempting to pull himself up off the concrete flooring of the parking lot. However he didn't get too far before a well place boot caught him right in the mouth. The hooded figure knocked Carter right back to his hands and knees. Only for them to grab a handful of Carter's hair and begin to pull him to his feet. Carter found some fight in himself. Landing an elbow right to the gut and then landing a huge right hand to stumble the hooded figure back some.
Simone: Carter is fighting back!
Adams: What did you expect him to do Belinda?!
Carter landed another right hand to keep the man off him. He then found himself reaching for the hood of the figure attempting to yank it down. All of the sudden Carter was met with a kick right between the legs. That low blow had stopped every little bit of fight that Carter had in him. He dropped to his knees as the hooded figure grabbed Carter by the head again. Charging towards Carter's vehicle and then launching him over the trunk with Carter landing back fist on the back windshield. Instantly the glass could be heard cracking and shattering. Carter rolled right off the back end of the vehicle and back down to the concrete floor. One of his hands favoring his back as the hooded figure stood over him for a moment.
Adams: We are going to need some medical personnel in the arena parking lot right now!
Simone: The human body isn't meant to be slammed on glass like that! Carter is riddled with pain!
Adams: I want to know who that coward is!
Simone: You and everyone else, Jason!
Carter laid there on the parking lot ground kicking his feet about still favoring his back. There was no denying the amount of pain he had to have been in. about that time the hooded figure just stepped over the Internet Champion with no remorse and found himself walking away. About the time he had gotten out of the camera view. Medics could be seen starting to rush in order to tend to Carter's aid.
We cut to the backstage area where we see Connor Murphy, Bill Barnhart and The Troll standing beside the Roulette Wheel waiting to hear their fate.
Simone: We were scheduled to have another Triple Threat Roulette Rules Match for the women but that had to be cancelled, but these three men will now fight to determine who will be one of Aidan's two challengers at Inception.
Adams: Connor Murphy returned to action last week in impressive fashion against Justin Smith, Bill Barnhart is a veteran and a former champion himself. The Troll? Err, why is he in the match exactly?!
Simone: Your guess is as good as mine.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready gents?
The three men nod and Rocky spins the wheel, it stops on………….
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Falls Count Anywhere! That's my cue to leave!
Simone: And as is tradition when the wheel stops on Falls Count Anywhere? The wrestlers are starting in the backstage area.
Adams: At least jogging to the back gives the refs exercise.
Dawn calls for the bell and jogs to the backstage area where Bill and Connor are brawling, The Troll's there as well but his weak punches aren't having much effect.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And the second match of the night is underway!
Adams: Again, how is The Troll in the match? At least Connor and Bill are former champs!
Once Dawn has caught up with the three men the scene hasn't really changed much, Bill and Connor are still trading punches and The Troll? Well he's trying his best at least! Eventually The Troll gets in between Bill and Connor, shoves them both and yells:
The Troll: PAY ATTENTION TO ME!
The two older wresters share a look before they grab the Troll by his shirt and throw him face first into the Roulette Wheel.
Simone: You know, considering The Troll has been with SCW for nearly four years now? You'd think he'd have smartened up!
Adams: You'd like to think that wouldn't you.
The Troll stumbles back into a roll up by Bill.
ONE!
TWO!
And Connor breaks it up by whacking Bill across the back with a conveniently places Singapore Cane! Bill gets back to his feet only to get the cane to his face this time around! Connor goes to swing with the cane again but gets it yanked out of his hands by The Troll.
The Troll: Hah! If anyone's handling wood around here, it's me! WAIT NO!
The Troll gets so caught up in trying to cover for his faux pass that Connor takes the cack from him and whacks the rotund wrestler in the face with it! Connor goes for a pin on The Troll.
ONE!
TWO!
And The Troll kicks out.
Simone: Almost makes you wonder what his education was like!
Adams: He HAD an education?!
Connor gets to his feet but gets turned around by Bill, Connor goes for another swing at Bill who ducks causing the cane to his The Troll instead but Bill takes advantage of this by scoring with some punches to Connor's face causing him to let go of the cane, the two men start brawling away from The Troll and Dawn follows them and for a little bit it looks like The Troll is out of the match, until the Troll comes "running" down the hallway and whacks both men with the cane.
The Troll: HAH! The advantage is mine!
The Troll then whacks himself in the face with the cane, knocking him loopy and breaking the cane! But he still lands on Bill, to the confusion of Dawn.
ONE!
TWO!
And Bill kicks out.
Simone: What just happened?
Adams: The Troll had the advantage, and then he knocked himself loopy! Why? I don't know!
The Troll stumbles up to his feet and notices a table and a ladder nearby, he goes about setting both up but then Connor spins him around.
The Troll: Get on the table!
Connor: No!
The Troll: Yes!
Connor: No!
The Troll: Yes!
Connor: Yes!
The Troll: Fine! I will get on the table!
Simone: Did we just see a "who's on first" skit in a wrestling match?!
Adams: Either that or a three stooges skit!
The Troll gets on the table and Connor starts climbing up the ladder, hitting a moonsault on the Troll and sending him through the table! Dawn isn't quite sure what just happened but she still counts the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Bill breaks it up!
Simone: That certainly just happened!
Adams: How did Dawn not die of laughter?!
Bill picks up Connor and the two men resume their brawl taking them towards the ringside area, but The Troll isn't far behind and he cuts them off in the catering area with the aid of a steel chair, The Troll then goes towards the counter and………..well………….
Simone: Is The Troll ordering food?! In the middle of a wrestling match?!
Adams: I guess he's worked up an appetite!
The Troll takes too long to order however as Bill coms up behind him and sends him face first into a popcorn machine! Bill then hits a Back Suplex before going for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Connor breaks it up using the same chair The Troll re-entered the match with! Connor hits Bill with the chair a couple of more times before picking him up and going to Suplex Bill onto the dropped hair! However the size difference between the two men makes it difficult and Bill reverses it by Suplexing Connor onto one of the catering tables! The Troll charges in with a cane and scores with a shot to the back with a cane, then to the stomach and finally to his face! The Troll celebrates like he just won the match, doing air guitar on the cane but then gets taken down with a spear off the tables by Connor.
Simone: We truly have seen it all in this match.
Adams: And this is only the second match of the night folks!
Connor goes for a pin on The Troll.
ONE!
TWO!
And Bill breaks it up! Bill picks up Connor and they resume their brawl and it takes them to the ringside area and towards a balcony where a table has been set up beneath it, Bill starts choking Connor and he teeters him on the railing threatening to throw him off but Bill gets driven to the floor with a steel chair by The Troll! The Troll continues to whack Bill and even blasts Connor in the face with it for good measure. Until it breaks ay which point he goes for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Bill kick out! The Troll for for a pin on Connor next!
ONE!
TWO!
And Connor kicks out! The Troll shakes his head before getting on the edge of the balcony and posing for the crowd like he just won the match!
Simone: Err, The Troll realizes that he needs to win first right?
Adams: I hope so!
While the Troll's back is turned Bill crawls over and pins Connor.
ONE!
TWO!
And Connor kicks out! Bill goes for another pin while The Troll keeps posing!
ONE!
TWO!
And Connor still kicks out! Bill gets back to his feet, gives Dawn an annoyed look before wailing his arms in an exaggerated manner, until…………..
*CRASH*
Simone: Err, what just happened?!
Adams: I think Bill just sent The Troll flying through the table by accident! He literally faceplanted through the table!
Bill and Dawn look over the railing and see The Troll's unconscious form beneath them in the rubble that was once a table! The look on both Bill and Dawn's faces are priceless but Connor brings Bill down with a Trash Can shot before going for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Bill kicks out, Connor then hits Bill with the can two more times before going for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Bill kicks out! Connor goes over to the balcony in frustration and spots the outcold Troll, getting an idea he drags Dawn down with him and goes for a pin on The Troll!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, CONNOR MURPHY!
Simone: Connor advances to face Aidan!
Adams: And whoever wins next week!
Connor celebrates his win while Dawn checks on The Troll and Bill regains his bearings.
In the backstage area the cameras found themselves catching up with a familiar face. That being the Bombshell Rumble winner, Aleesha. She had herself seated on one of the equipment crates. Her hands tapped on the top of it for a moment. That was until she realized the cameras were on her. To which allowed herself to begin addressing the crowd.
Aleesha: It has come to my attention that I might have upset some people last week. Ruffle some feathers if you will. In regards to some of my comments aimed at Bella Madison.
The name being mentioned got quite the reception from the live audience. Loud cheers could be heard. Aleesha simply nodded her head. With her expression becoming a little more narrowed and serious.
Aleesha: Let me start off by saying this: I will not apologize for anything that I said last week. I will not apologize for anything that I say this week. Not when I am someone that is speaking from my heart and speaking from my own experiences. If that's a problem for you. If it's going to make you feel some type of way. If it's going to hurt your feelings. Then that's a you problem and I suggest that you just don't pay attention to anything I say or do.
A shrug found itself leaving the woman's shoulders.
Aleesha: This has been a lot for me to process over the last year. At one point I was one of the bright up and comers around Sin City Wrestling. I was turning back former champions and legends left and right. Showing that I belonged without a shadow of a doubt. Then I got hands on gold for the first time in my young career. I was experiencing all the highs one can experience as a young wrestler in their twenties. And then within the blink of an eye. I got experience the lowest of lows.
She shook her head from side to side. It was very clear that everything she had been through very much still bothered her. To the point that she had quite the chip on her shoulder about it.
Aleesha: From being injured to having my championship stripped off of me to struggling with said injury. Having the hardest time with a concussion that seemingly lasted forever. No point in rehashing the details. You've all heard me when I said what I have gone through, but the point is I went through all of that. Then I finally make it back her and it's almost like I'm met with a cold shoulder from all the people that once supported me.
For a moment she found herself pausing. Almost as a way to make people self reflect on whether or not they were someone she was mentioning.
Aleesha: Sure, you were excited to see me back at first. Then when I made my intentions clear and what direction I was heading in. That's when the cold shoulders started to happen. That's when all the chatter behind my back started to take place. That's when I started to hear things like... it was just an injury. Get over it. Or things like Bella worked hard for everything she has. Why do I feel like I have the right to take it all from her?
Her tone was starting to showcase more and more of that bitterness. All while she found herself shaking her head once again. In a very disappointed manner to say the least.
Aleesha: Man. I have always heard about how fickle fans can be, but I didn't know it was something that I'd ever experience. And it's all because I came back for what I consider rightfully mine? Again, if that's how you people want to be and if that's how you people want to see things. So be it. It's not my job to make you think or see things otherwise. At least I had the courage to let Bella know I was coming for her. Let Bella know where I stood and what my intentions were. I told her, I respect her for what she's been able to accomplish. Something that I guarantee you more than ninety percent of our bombshell locker room wouldn't have done. Guess none of that matters because I'm viewed as in the wrong for targeting that Bombshell Internet Championship she holds.
Her eyes narrowed once again. Using her hands to push herself up off the crate that she had been sitting on.
Aleesha: You know what though? There's a saying out there that goes something along the lines of you truly only miss something or someone when you realize it's gone. That goes very much hand in hand with next week. If Bella manages to defeat me. If she manages to earn her rightful spot to be called champion. There's a chance that you people will never see me again. Based on your response so far. That seems like something you would all want. And the way I see it. Yeah, I worked hard to come back. I fought hard to come back. I went through hell to come back, but if I can't take back what motivated me. Then what's the point? If I can't serve as the champion that I wanted to be a year ago? Then why am I even here?
Aleesha looked right at the cameras with her questioning statement. There were some mixed reactions that could be heard from the crowd all the way in the back. Some strong boos. There were some strong cheers as well. Not as black and white as maybe she thought it was.
Aleesha: I have no doubt that if that happens and I'm gone for good. You people will start to miss me. You'll start to realize what talent I did have and that you'll start to feel remorse for having a hand in how you treated me, but at the same time. I did come this far and I don't plan on falling short. I don't care what I have to do. As much as I respect Bella. I'm doing anything and everything that I can to bring home MY Championship. I will do anything to once again call myself the Bombshell Internet Champion! A title that was taken from me to begin with. And like I said before. No, it isn't your fault Bella. No, you're not to blame. You just have to unfortunately be the one that has to suffer the consequences thanks to someone else's actions. I know you're talented. And I know you'll fight. But in the end, I'm going to fight a whole lot harder.
That confidence that she spoke with was the very thing many people confused with arrogance. She just very much believed in herself. Because if she didn't then no one else would. Her arms folded across her chest.
Aleesha: When I walk away with my championship. When I'm back on top of the Bombshell Internet division. Once I am right where I have always belonged. It's still going to lead to you people missing me. It'll still lead to you people realizing you lost out on a good thing. Because of your actions and because of how I've been treated. I promise you. The old me is dead. At no point going forward will I take your shit or anyone else's for that matter. You've all exposed who you really are to me and I'll be damned if I'm ever misled by fake ass people ever again.
Shaking her head with that irritated like tone coming out of her.
Aleesha: I said it last week. I'll say it this week. Bella, I wish you nothing but the best of luck next week. I am hopeful that you are at a hundred percent and that you are bringing your A game to the table. Because you are going to need it. I guarantee that!
Her statement came out strong. With the mixed reaction from the crowd still being split right down the middle. Almost as if they didn't really know how to react or how to go about things. The last thing Aleesha did was offer the cameras a little wink before turning her back to them. Starting to walk down the hall and from there the cameras found themselves cutting back out to the ring for the next bit of action set to take place.
We cut to the backstage area where we see Harper Mason with her manager Joshua Acquin getting ready for an interview with backstage interviewer Pussy Willow.
Pussy: Harper, last week your attempts to reconcile the differences between you and Cassie with that tag team match didn't work, are things any better?
Harper: No, in fact they are worse! She thinks I deliberately sabotaged the match and now we're not on speaking terms.
Pussy: But wait, isn't Josh managing both of you?
Joshua: Trust me, this is awkward for me as well.
Pussy: Right, well Harper tonight you're taking on Alexandra Callaway in singles action, given her recent troubles with Logan Hunter and Brooke Shields do you think that will affect her performance?
Harper: On paper? No, Alexandra's a veteran of the sport and has been wrestling longer than me and Cass have been alive, sorry if I just made anyone feel old, that's practically all I do in SCW.
Pussy: I mean, you are the youngest wrestler on the roster at twenty.
Harper: Isn't Brooke nineteen?
Pussy: I said wrestler, she's just Logan's manager.
Harper: Point, but even so? I will bounce back from that tag team loss and from there? I'll try to get back on track with Cassie as well.
Joshua: And I'll do my best to play peacemaker between them.
Pussy: Well good luck with that, both things!
Harper and Josh walk off as the scene fades.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall… introducing first… hailing from Phoenix, Arizona… Andrea Hernandez…
"Summertime Sadness" hits the venue's soundwaves. Andrea appears on the stage to some strong cheers from the crowd. Andrea acknowledges the crowd and completely focused on the task at hand. She gets up to the ring apron and uses the top rope to slingshot herself into it, acknowledging the crowd even further as she leans against the corner, confidently waiting for what comes next.
Justin: and her opponent… Hailing from London, England…. Prudence Pierce…
I Wanna Dance With Somebody by Whitney Houston begins to blast all across the speakers and as it does we are able to see Ruby Steele emerging from the curtain. She is clad in a sparkling ruby glow in the dark jacket. She isn't alone as her wife Courtney Pierce emerges through the curtain with her. The jacket shines brightly and she excitedly sprints to the ring slapping the hands of the roaring fans. She does some cartwheels before finishing up with one massive backflip. She giggles before she slowly slides into the ring. She nips up to her feet and blows kisses to the crowd before she bounces about waiting for the match to begin. Meanwhile Courtney stands out of the ring grabbing Ruby's jacket as she waits for her wife to wrestle.
The ref moves in and checks for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung…
DING DING DING!
Hernandez and Pierce circle half the ring before slowly moving in, where they lock up in the centre of the ring, where they then jockey for position, as Hernandez pushes Pierce up against the ropes briefly before Hernandez pulls Pierce away from the ropes and continue to jockey before Hernandez drags Pierce in for a headlock, where she cranks on Pierce's head a few times as she drops to a knee to put extra pressure on Pierce. Pierce then fires in a couple of forearm shots to Hernandez's kidney area and Hernandez grips slips and Pierce pushes Hernandez away into the ropes and Hernandez bounces off the ropes and she hits a shoulder block on Pierce and sends Pierce down to the mat.
Simone: Hernandez and Pierce lock up in the centre of the ring, where they jockey for a few moments before Hernandez drags Pierce into a headlock. She works over her head and even adding extra pressure. But Pierce fights back before sending Hernandez into the ropes, but unfortunately for her she is met with a shoulder block.
Hernandez looks at Pierce before running forward and bounces off the ropes, as Pierce quickly leaps onto her stomach and Hernandez leaps over her and Hernandez bounces off the ropes opposite as Pierce quickly makes her way back to her feet and as Hernandez comes back Pierce hits a flying clothesline and sends Hernandez down to the mat. Pierce stays down for a moment as Hernandez makes her way to her feet and Pierce makes her way to her feet and Hernandez charges in, but Pierce dodges the wild swing and leaps up and wraps a leg around Hernandez's arm and then proceeds to drag her down to the mat onto her back and into a pin…
Adams: Hernandez turns and bounces off the ropes, but Pierce is ready and gets to her feet and as Hernandez comes back, Pierce hits a leaping clothesline and sends Hernandez down to the mat.
Simone: They both get back to their feet and Hernandez charges in and Pierce dodges the wild swing, and she leaps up and drags Hernandez down to the mat.
ONE!
Kickout!
Hernandez kicks out with ease, as she and Hernandez and Pierce make their way back to their feet and Pierce is the first to move and Hernandez catches Pierce with a mule kick and drops Pierce to a knee, as Hernandez moves back in and grabs Pierce and pulls her up, where she then Irish whips her into the ropes and Pierce comes back, she leaps up and hits a headscissors takedown and sends Hernandez down to the mat briefly, as she slowly moves back to her feet slightly dazed and moves back towards Pierce who is also back to her feet and she rushes forward and leaps up and grabs Hernandez and then proceeds to roll through and roll Hernandez up into a pin…
Adams: Hernandez easily kicks out, as they once again make their way back to their feet, where Pierce moves in but is met with a mule kick from Hernandez. Hernandez grabs Pierce and sends her into the ropes but as Pierce comes back, she grabs Hernandez and rolls her up into a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Hernandez kicks outs, as she and Pierce makes their way back to their feet and Pierce rushes in and grabs Hernandez by the hair and delivers a quick slap to the face before directing Hernandez into the ropes, where she bounces off and right into a spinning heel kick, which drops her to the mat. She holds her face before quickly rolling from the ring as Pierce tries to crawl after her but can't get to Hernandez and she glares at her. Hernandez takes a few steps away holding her face, as Pierce makes it way back to her feet, where she watches Hernandez before climbing out of the ring and approaches her.
Simone: Hernandez kicks out again, as they make there way back to the feet again, as this time Pierce grabs Hernandez by the hair and delivers a slap before sending her into the ropes and as Hernandez comes back, Pierce catches Hernandez with a high kick and Hernandez drops and bails from the ring.
Pierce grabs Hernandez by the hair and then proceeds to drive her up against the ring apron, where Hernandez grimaces in pain, while the ref demands the action to be brought back into the ring. Hernadez crawls away holding her back, as Pierce ignores the ref and turns back to Hernandez, where she clubs her back a few times as she then grabs Hernandez by the hair and then drives her face into the announce table as Pierce looks up at the ref who begins a count…
Adams: Pierce sends Hernandez up against the ring apron, as the ref gets ignored by Pierce, as she clubs Hernandez across the back a couple of time before… incoming.
Simone and Adams both stand from their seats and move back.
Simone: Pierce drives Hernandez's face into our table a couple of times.
ONE!
TWO!
Pierce drives Hernandez's face into the table once more, before throwing Hernandez down to the floor.
THREE!
FOUR!
Simone: As the ref now begins a count.
Pierce grabs Hernandez and sits her up, where she sits Hernandez up and then hits a shining wizard.
FIVE!
SIX!
Pierce grabs Hernandez once more and pulls her up, where she rolls her into the ring and she follows close behind and goes for a pin…
Adams: Pierce hits a shining wizard before grabbing Hernandez and rolls her into the ring, where she follows.
ONE!
TWO!
Thr…kickout!
Pierce glares at the ref and they briefly argue before she tries again…
Simone: Hernandez kicks out just, much to Pierce's annoyance as she and the ref argue about it.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Adams: Another kick out but this one is a bit more definite.
Pierce slaps the mat in frustration, as Hernandez rolls away towards the ropes, as Pierce climbs to her feet, where she continues to exchange words with the ref before turning back to Hernandez, who uses the ropes to make her way back to her feet. Pierce moves in and grabs Hernandez hand and Irish whips her into another corner and follows up with a splash. Hernandez stumbles out of the corner and Pierce leaps up with a dropkick and sends Hernandez back into the corner and she slumps down.
Simone: Pierce showing her frustration, as she makes her way to her feet, where she approaches Hernandez, where she whips her across the ring and then follows up with a splash and then tops it off with a dropkick.
Adams: Beautiful.
Pierce smirks, as she grabs Hernandez by the foot and pulls her from the corner, where she then turns and leaps onto the ropes as she looks for a lionsault, however, Hernandez gets her knees up and Pierce crashes down onto them. Pierces rolls away holding her torso, while Hernandez rolls to her side as she tries to recover from the splash/dropkick combo. The ref moves in and checks on both before backing away.
Simone: Pierce pulls Hernandez from the corner and looks for a lionsault, but Hernandez gets her knees up and Pierce lands on those knees.
Adams: Rookie mistake.
ONE!
TWO!
Hernandez moves to the ropes and sits herself up, as she grimaces in discomfort and she stretches her knees, while Pierce shuffles herself to the ropes and as she sucks in as much air as possible.
Simone: They take their time to recover as much as possible.
THREE!
FOUR!
Hernandez and Pierce both grab the ropes and get to a single knee.
FIVE!
SIX!
They both then rise to their feet breaking the count, as they then both move in to the centre of the ring, where Pierce says a few words to Hernandez and Hernandez exchanges some back and Pierce goes to swing at Hernandez and Hernandez blocks and fires in a headbutt and catches Pierce across the bridge of her nose and she stumbles back and Hernandez takes a few steps back and rushes in and catches with a Busaiku Knee.
Adams: Both slowly moves to a knee and then to their feet, where they meet in the middle of the ring and exchange a few works, as Pierce tries to surprise Hernandez, but Hernandez sees it coming and blocks the wild swing and drives in a headbutt, which rocks Pierce.
Simone: Pierce stumbles backwards and Hernandez takes a few steps back before running in and hits a basaiku knee and drops Pierce.
Hernandez crawls over to Pierce, where she rolls Pierce onto her stomach, where she then sets up and locks in a camel clutch. Pierce grimaces in pain as she shakes her head, as the ref stays close as he waits for Pierce to possibly tap out, but she fights on and Hernandez shakes her head and releases and Pierce drops and Hernandez fires in forearm shots to the back of Pierce's head, as she then climbs to her feet, where she stomp on Pierce a couple of times before bending down and grabbing a handful of hair and rips her off the mat and grabs her hand, where she then hits ripcord lariet.
Adams: Pierce is in trouble here… as Hernandez locks in a camel clutch. Pierce fights through the pain and doesn't tap, which perhaps frustrates Hernandez a little, as she releases and then fires in some forearm shots.
Simone: She isn't done… and she grabs Pierce pulling her up and then hits a ripcord lariet.
Adams: Pierce isn't coming back from that.
Hernandez turns and climbs the ropes to the top, where she then hits the Rise of the Phoenix (Phoenix Splash from top rope) and goes for a cover…
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: Rise of the Phoenix.
DING DING DING!
Adams: Hernandez wins after a hard battle.
Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall… Andrea Hernandez.
Hernandez's music hits over the p.a, as she rolls off Pierce and makes her way to her feet, as the ref raises her arm in victory, as Pierce's wife grabs Pierce and pulls her from the ring.
Simone: Last week we saw a former SCW Roulette and Internet Champion get taken out as Caleb Storms was attacked by recent Go Gym Graduate Logan Hunter who we saw make his debut earlier tonight.
Adams: Not just Logan but his girlfriend and fellow graduate of the Go Gym Brooke Shields made her debut by laying out Adrienne Beaufort and Caleb's wife Katie! They both made it out relatively unscathed because Logan and Brooke focussed their attacks on Caleb!
Simone: We are now being joined in the ring by Katie and Adrienne who have promised to give us a medical update.
We cut to the ring where we see Katie and Adrienne waiting for their cue.
Katie: Thank you Belinda, well, ever since the attack Caleb has been cooped up in hospital and they did confirm that he suffered a concussion at Logan's hands.
Adrienne: Not to mention the stitches he had done to close the wound on his forehead.
Katie: All because some newcomer wanted to make a statement…….
Logan: And I'd do it all over again.
Simone: Oh come on! Really?!
Adams: Haven't they antagonised Katie and Adrienne enough?!
Logan steps out on stage though Brooke is nowhere to be seen.
Logan: Katie, Katie, Katie, what will it take for you to realize that I did SCW a favor? Caleb was a shell of his former self, a relic of a bygone era, someone who needed to be put out to pasture.
Katie: That is blatantly untrue and you still attacked him from behind while your girlfriend attacked us.
Adrienne: Wait, where IS Brooke anyway?
Logan: Oh don't you worry, she'll be with us soon.
At that point (and behind Katie and Adrienne's backs) Brooke emerges from the crowd and takes a chair from the timekeeper's area.
Simone: Oh no! This was a setup!
Adams: Someone get them out of there!
Suddenly "Kingslayer" by Bring Me The Horizon (Feat. BABYMETAL) blares hard and it catches Logan's attention as he turns and doesn't see that Alexandra Callaway has also emerged from the crowd right behind Brooke and has crouched ready to strike.
Simone: Oh thank god!
Adams: It appears the newcomers are getting some retribution!
LJ Kasey hops over the barricade behind Logan and when Logan realizes that Kasey isn't coming through the entrance he turns right into a right fist from LJ. Brooke tries to make her way around to make the save and instead Alexandra grabs the chair that Brooke has in her hands and rips her around and clotheslines Brooke hard onto the floor.
Logan is fighting back and he and LJ brawl their way down to the ring as Katie and Adrienne watch on as all hell has broken loose.
Simone: Just goes to show that you can't make a debut like you did last week without making enemies.
Adams: And Alexandra is dragging Brooke over his way!
Alexandra clears the regular announce table and picks up Brooke, sets the youngster up and hits the Apocalypse through the table! This catches Logan's attention long enough for LJ to drive a knee to his mid section and, after Alexandra clears the Spanish Announce Table, sends Logan through it with a Powerbomb of his own!
Simone: And now both Brooke and Logan are out!
Adams: Thank god for LJ and Alexandra because I don't want to know what Brooke had in mind for Katie and Adrienne.
LJ and Alexandra leave with Katie and Adrienne as medics tend to the youngsters.
We cut to the backstage area where we see Cassie grabbing a drink from a vending machine with Joshua standing nearby.
Joshua: So………….
Cassie: So what?
Joshua: You and Harper are in the same building for the first time since last week's show, if you want I can grab her and you two can talk it out.
Cassie: I don't know if you've been paying attention over the past week Josh but I've been blaming Harp for how the tag team match ended all week.
Cassie shakes her head as she takes a sip from her drink.
Cassie: All she had to do was hit that missile dropkick on Mackenzie, that would've set me up to hit The Coronation, but no, she took her sweet time getting up to the top rope and now we're both back to square one.
Joshua: That was at the end of a long match Cass.
Cassie: Her match against Bobbie at High Stakes was even longer and she still had the energy to hit the Fragile Wings, a bloody Pheonix Splash, to get the win! And that was after she had already wrestled in the High Stakes Rumble earlier that night!
Joshua: My advice to Harper was to pace herself throughout that first match and take it easy, you know that.
Cassie: I know it's been a few years since you last wrestled Josh, but adrenaline has a way of catching up with you out there! Hell for all I know that tag team loss cost me a spot in the women's triple crown match!
Joshua: That doesn't check out since Song was in the match and she lost to Bobbie last week.
Cassie: True, but that doesn't change the fact that Harper could've done better last week.
Cassie finishes her drink and throws it in the trash.
Cassie: While I wish her luck against Alexandra tonight? I'm looking out for number one from here on out! And as soon as I get another opportunity to wrestle? I'll show Harper what I can do without her help!
Cassie walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: Our next match is a Singles match pitting Alexandra Calaway against Harper Mason, with the winner determined by pinfall, disqualification, or count-out. First to make her way to the ring, she is from Dallas, Texas, and she is five feet six inches in height and one hundred twenty-five pounds, please give a great Long Beach, California, welcome for ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!
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. Alexandra stops halfway down the ramp where she stops and looks out over the crowd before before continuing to the ring. Alexandra smirks when she sees some of the signs fans have made and a cocky smirk crosses her face. Finishing her walk down the ramp, Alexandra 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 then looks up at the ramp messing with her hair as she waits for Harper Mason to make her entrance.
Adams: Arrogant wrestlers like Alexandra bring me down. There is no need to be a jerk in the sport of wrestling.
Simone: And the type attitude wrestlers like Harper Mason makes me want to puke. There you go! We are even now.
Justin: Our next wrestler hails from Orlando, Florida, she is five feet five inches in height and one hundred twenty-five pounds, please give a great Long Beach, California, welcome for HARPER MASON!!!
Jonathan Young's cover of "NEW DIVIDE" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and Harper Mason emerges from the backstage area throwing some kicks in the air to the opening beat as her manager, Joshua Acquin, watches on with approval. Once the initial lyrics hit Harper does a spinning roundhouse kick before dropping to one knee and throwing up the Devil Horns. After a short pause Harper jumps to her feet with a massive grin on her face. She then sprints down to the ring clapping hands with the fans at ringside before she jumps into the ring and executes a forward roll landing on her knees and grinning broadly. Harper then gets to her feet and stares across the ring at Alexandra while Joshua Aquin claps for her. Harper then takes up a corner on the opposite side of the ring from where Alexandra is located.
Adams: There you go Belinda. That is what a classy entrance by a classy wrestler looks like. Watching Harper having fun during her entrance is opposite of what we see with most wrestlers.
Simone: So her entrance is a little more entertaining but the wrestlers are not here to entertain they are here to get into the wrestling match.
Referee Jacob Summers motions for Alexandra and Harper to join him in the center of the ring. When the two are in position Referee Summers informs both wrestlers that their match is a Standard Rules match. He then informs them that the winner of the match is the wrestler who can pin their opponent or make them submit in the match with the final way to obtain a victory is if their opponent gets counted out. Referee Summers askes Harper and Alexandra if they fully understand where he stands as the Referee for their match and both confirm to him that they understand. Finally Referee Jacob Summers checks both wrestlers to ensure they do not have any foreign substances or weapons on them and when he finds both wrestlers clear of foreign substances and weapons he tells them to return to their corners and when they hear the bell from the Timekeeper they are to come out fighting. Both wrestlers turn away from Referee Summers and as soon as both of them are in their corner the Timekeeper rings the bell to officially start this match.
Adams: Here we go Belinda.
Simone: This will be a good match.
DING DING DING!
The bell from the Timekeeper is the official start of this match. Both Alexandra and Harper come out of their corners and they meet face-to-face with Referee Jacob Summers standing close to keep an eye on the action. To the surprise of the fans Alexander and Harper are not throwing blows or executing maneuvers on each other but they are jawing at each other and they are quite animated in their movements. After a short time of taking at each other we watch as Alexandra Calaway shoves her arms forward into the chest of Harper Maxon which drives Mason back a few steps. Harper charges toward Alexandra but Calaway raises her leg and drives her foot into the chest of Mason.
Adams: What should have been an animated and brutal attack on each other turned out to be a benefit for Alexandra and a bad thing for Harper.
Simone: I tried to tell you that Calaway was going to dominate Mason.
Referee Summers keeps close to the action to ensure stuff stays within the boundaries of the rules. When Harper stands up Alexandra goes for another kick to the body of Mason but Harmer dodges the kick then she leaps up and lands a round kick to the side of the head of Calaway. The blow causes Alexandra to wobble off-balance for a moment. Harper sees the opening and she runs quickly at Alexandra leaping into the air to land a body block into Calaway but Alexandra catches Harper in her arms then spins and slams Mason hard into the mat. Alexandra Calaway drops onto Harper Mason and goes for the pin. Referee Summers checks to ensure the shoulders of Harper are on the mat then he makes a count on the attempted pinfall.
ONE!
TWO!
After the two count is made Referee Summers raises his arm to go for the third count on the pinfall attempt. The moment his hand starts to move downward Harper maneuvers out of the pin attempt then rolls to the side. Referee Jacob Summers stands up and holds up two fingers to indicate that the pinfall attempt was only a two count and the match continues. Alexandra Calaway slaps the mat as she just missed a win on the pin.
Adams: I told you that Harper Mason is a wrestler who can dish stuff out and also get hit with stuff from opponents and still remain viable in a match.
Simone: It will be interesting to see how viable Harper remains as this match continues.
Harper and Alexandra circle each other like two roosters in a fight but both are being cautious, for now anyway, before launching at each other. The two get into a lock up and work for the advantage over the other. As the two try to maneuver each other into a corner both are having equal success with it. As the two maneuver to one of the corners it is Harper who manages to back Alexandra into the corner. Harper reaches back and throws a blow at Alexandra successfully blocks the blow. She then spins Harper around and backs her into the corner where she lands several blows to the body, chest, head, and neck of Harper. When Mason maneuvers to get out of the corner Calaway blocks her in the corner. Just as Alexandra is about to start throwing punches again on Mason we watch as Referee Jacob Summers steps in and tells the two to break. Both Harper and Alexandra look at Referee Summers and they question why he is telling them to break and he flatly tells them because they were tied up in the ropes, he is the Referee, and he told them to break and he warns them if they do not break and come out of the corner Ropes he will start a count on them. With that said Alexandra and Harper break apart and glare at each other and at Referee Jabob Summers.
Adams: I understand why Referee Summers called for Harper and Alexandra to break as he was telling Alexandra to back off and allow Harper room to move and remove herself from the corner.
Simone: I feel the decision of Referee Summers was wrong. Just because you have your opponent in a corner and you are blocking them from exiting the corner is not grounds to force them to break. With the two wrestlers in this match it is much more exciting to let them go at each other.
Adams: What is done is done so now we will see what each of them does now.
The look on the face of Alexandra reveals how she is feeling about the previous decision by the Referee. The two lock up again and they are both working hard to gain the advantage. While the two are maneuvering to gain the advantage over the other we watch as Harper lands several hard blows and knees to Alexandra then she quickly grabs Alexandra and drops her with a DDT then she rolls Calaway over on her back and goes for the cover for a pin attempt. Referee Summers drops to the mat and starts a count on the pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
Alexandra gets out of the pin attempt before the Referee can drop his arm for the third count. Referee Summers raises his hand up with two fingers to indicate it was only a two count. Harper is pounding her fists into the mat and she is complaining to Referee Jacob Summers that he was two slow on the pin count. Referee Summers tells Harper that he is officiating this match, not her, and she needs to back off and let him officiate the match. When Harper starts complaining more Referee Summers tells her to calm down and remain quiet and with that Harper stops her loud complaining.
Adams: Wrestlers should have the right to question a decision made by a Referee so I feel that Referee Summers went over the line telling Harper to quiet down and stop complaining.
Simone: So you are saying that since Harper was unable to get a legitimate three count on Alexandra that she has a right to complain about the call by the Referee? Nope!
Calaway and Mason get back into the action and they are going back and forth landing blows and kicks on each other, including each managing to whip the other into the corners hard. A loud murmur goes up from the crowd and there is a movement on the entrance ramp. When we look up at the entrance ramp we see Bea Barnhart running down to the ring and she seems to be upset about something. Both Alexandra Calaway and Harper Mason ask the Referee to keep Bea away from the ring and he informs them he will ask for Security to come and remove Bea from ringside.
Adams: What is Bea Barnhart doing at ringside? Neither Bill Barnhart or Felix Hernandez are in this match so she has no right to be at ringside.
Simone: Maybe she has issues with either Alexandra Calaway or Harper Mason? I honestly do not know why Bea came out to ringside.
Referee Summers gets a few assistants to confront Bea to try to keep her away from the ring. Alexandra and Harper continue with the action and they pick up on the blows and kicks and holds and maneuvers against each other. Finaly after the two going back and forth Alexandra gets the upper hand on Harper and she is working to lock Mason into a Figure Four Leg Lock. Just as Alexandra is about to lock in the Figure Four Leg Lock Bea Barnhart gets away from the ringside assistants and she slides into the ring and starts kicking the punching Alexandra Calaway.
Adams: What in the world is Bea Barnhart doing getting involved in this match? This is an outrage.
Simone: Even more of an outrage as she is attacking Alexandra Calaway who was about to lock in the Figure Four Leg Lock on Harper Mason.
Referee Summers calls for the bell then he runs over to Alexandra and Bea and he forcibly moves Bea Barnhart away from and hands Bea over to one of the personnel who came into the ring to break up the fight. Referee Summers then walks over and reprimands Bea for her actions and he tells the personnel to return Bea into the backstage area. Summers then walks over to Alexandra Callsway and tells her to remain where she is. He then walks over to Harper Mason and tells her to remain where she is. Referee Summers motions for Justin Decent to come to him and he does. After Referee Summers talks with him Justin steps to the center of the ring to deliver the decision by the Referee.
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen Referee Jacob Summers has informed me that due to the interference perpetrated against Alexandra Calaway by Bea Barnhart that he has determined was an attempt by Bea to help Harper Mason attempt to win this match, he issued a disqualification against Harper Mason for interference and he has declared that the winner of this match, by Disqualification, is ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!
Referee Summers raises the hand of Alexandra Calaway for the win in this match. He then drops her hand and she exits the ring and heads up the ramp toward the backstage area. Harper is still complaining to Referee Summers but he informs her that she has to complain elsewhere as his decision has been made. Afrer that exchange Harper leaves the ring and returns into the backstage area.
Adams: Wow! The decision of the Referee is final. I hope we find out soon why Bea did what she did as her actions caused a loss to Harper Mason.
Simone: I have no clue why Bea would do something like she did. Unless she tells everyone why she interfered in this match we may never know.
Simone: Quick! Get a camera backstage!
Adams: Why!? What's going on??
Simone: Just go!
The camera quickly switches to the backstage area at the Walter Pyramid to find out exactly what is going on -- a heated fight taking place between Alexandra Calaway and Bea Barnhart! The two women are trading wild and clubbing blows to each others' heads and bodies as backstage personnel attempt in vain to break them up! Bea shrugs off a blow and she grabs two big handfuls of Alexandra's long hair and she starts pulling, tugging and twisting to control the situation but Alexandra opts to fight fire with fire and she too grabs Bea by the hair and the fist fight turns swiftly into the remnants of a crude catfight!
Adams: CATFIGHT! CATFIGHT!
Alexandra uses her leverage to throw Bea over onto the floor and she mounts Missus Barnhart and she begins to throw heavy fists and forearms into Bea's exposed head and face -- that is until Bea reverses their predicament by jabbing a thumb into Alexandra's eye! Bea then throws Alexandra over onto her back and mounts her sternum, grabbing her by the hair and slamming the back of her head into the floor over and over!
Simone: This is getting entirely out of hand! Where the hell is security!?
Adams: What's your hurry, Bel!? It's been years since we've seen a good, old fashioned catfight!
Simone: Time and place, Jason!
Alexandra manages to kick Bea off of her and both women fight their way to their feet, swinging fists, forearms and open handed slaps to each other until Bea grabs Calaway into a side headlock but Alexandra returns the favor and uses her own free arm to grab Bea in the same! Both women stumble against the walls and backstage floor until they careen into a row of stacked up folding chairs and sends them scattering, and falling down against them! That's when the backstage personnel and security are practically thrown aside as Bea's husband Bill and Calaway's boyfriend LJ Kasey burst in through them on all sides and they grab their respective women, dragging them apart!
Simone: Well thank god for LJ and Bulldog!
Adams: Yeah. ... Wheee!
Both women are still swinging and kicking air as LJ and Bulldog Bill drag the women apart and down separate areas of the backstage halls!
The crowd is waiting in anticipation and the excitement is in the air as they erupt into cheers when they hear "Clouds" by NF play on the speakers and Eddie Lyons walks out onto the stage. He stands for a few moments to savor the reaction before making his way to the ring.
Simone: Well Jason. I think we have a good idea why Eddie Lyons is out here tonight.
Adams: Well he exchanged words with Finn Whelan on X after losing the mixed tag championships last week and basically ssud he'd be calling the champ out to talk face to face.
Simone: We really should have some security out here this might get ugly.
In the ring Eddie has a microphone and the crowd starts in with some Eddie chants. Once they quiet down Eddie begins to speak.
Eddie Lyons: you know last week was a devastating loss for Victoria and I. We failed to retain the mixed Tag Team Championships and lost them back to the Wolves of Gheimhridh.
The crowd reacts with some boos as Eddie continues.
Eddie Lyons: it's okay it's okay we'll bounce back and I know not many of you like Victoria but at the end of the day she's family and she a fighter. There's no other Bombshell backstage I would rather be mixed tag team Champions with.
That comment actually gets a mixed reaction from the crowd.
Adams: Well this crowd isn't quiet about their disdain for the Bombshell Roulette Champion, but Eddie Lyons is the type of guy that will always stand by his family no matter what.
Eddie Lyons: But right now, this isn't about the mixed tag team championships if you didn't notice I came out here alone because I want to talk to one man and one man only. Finn Whelan.
That gets a loud reaction from the crowd cheers mixed in with boos.
Eddie Lyons: We're going to meet on December 22nd for your world championship, but I think you and I should just have a little chat before we go to war, so why don't you so why don't you get your ass out here in this ring right now!
Eddie waits patiently, walking towards ropes nearest to the entryway, his eyes intent on the curtain. The crowd quiets down initially, but as time wears on, it becomes apparent that The Seattle Saint isn't about to listen to someone else telling him to get his "ass" anywhere. Eddie shakes his head, pushing off from the ropes.
And then "Black Lungs" by Architects hits to an instant mixed reaction that sounds like more boos than cheers. Eddie smirks as he looks at the entryway again to find Finn Whelan strolling out from the curtain. Both championships sit on his shoulder, with the SCW World Heavyweight Championship sitting above the other. He has a microphone in hand, clearly prepared to speak…and he doesn't bother to just stand at the top of the stage either. No, he begins to speak as he heads down to the ring, his eyes set on Eddie.
Finn: See – ladies and gentlemen, this is pretty much the only correct way to approach a champion to discuss the politics of our little wrestling world. Instead of turning your back on your friends and ending up looking like you've got egg on your face in the end of it all, a face-to-face conversation really does more for the masses…
Simone: Pffft, I know he's referring back to the fact that Miles Kasey asked for this, and he didn't even give the man an opportunity to do so. Coward.
Adams: I think it's really about the initial approach though – Eddie has been nothing but upfront with Whelan since he won at High Stakes.
Simone: Miles was very upfront!
Adams: With a knife in the back.
Finn steps through the ropes at this point and stands a few feet away from Eddie. The camera peers at Eddie's face. He smiles slightly as Finn smirks – clearly, neither is ruffled too much by the other. In fact, it might even be more of a challenge than anything else.
Finn: You know, I have to commend you, Eddie. You and Victoria were able to wrest the Mixed Tag Team Championships from our hands and you gave us a very rough response. Though, at the end of it all, Victoria again wasn't able to continue once Kayla got her hands around her. You're not really in your feels about any of it, and that is what I like to see. It means you're prepared for a war – which, if you haven't caught onto – I appreciate. It means you've got something to fight for, and this?
He taps the World Heavyweight Championship.
Finn: Isn't just something I'm going to give up. It will require every speck of candor you have to pull it from me. But I know that you know that, given the fact that I repaired my failure from October just last week.
He smirks wider as Eddie nods his head, looking at the canvas floor.
Finn: Since you called me out here, I'm listening. The floor is yours.
Eddie Lyons: The thing is, have you repaired it fully? Because Kayla won the match for your team, and when we won them, it was because I pinned you. A win is a win, and you did take back the tag team championships. But Finn Whelan has never pinned Eddie Lyons, and Eddie Lyons has pinned Finn Whelan. This isn't about any relationship between my coach and your ex-wife either. Maybe if you we're facing Coach Kaiser, it might. But you're facing me. The only person to pin you in over a year, and somewhere deep down I know that eats at you, because you know I can do it again, and WHEN I do you won't be able to use the Miles Kasey excuse. Just like I did with Peter Vauhgn, I am going to end another impressive championship reign when I take that world championship from you.
Finn tilts his head as he listens to Eddie.
Finn: Fair. I'll give you that you've pinned me – but to project that it's eating at me? Nah. This is where I end up disagreeing with a lot of people, and it's nothing new, so I'm sorry that I've said it. Everyone that I've had this conversation with, whether it's been for a singles championship or for a tag team championship always wants to whittle it down to who actually got the pin, and that's who really won. But when it comes to the nitty gritty, a tag championship is really about the bond and the effort of the team. So yeah, Kayla got the win. You still lost. End of the day, you still got leveled, and you weren't able to save your cousin.
Eddie frowns again, holding up the microphone to argue. But Finn raises a finger and points it at him.
Finn: And before you project further, Kristopher Ryans pinned me in my third match in twenty-twenty here for Sin City Wrestling. Who was pinned our last go around? Oh. That's right. Me, because I was still wearing this championship then as I will be in our match. I commend that you have a very bright future and…I guess the Bread Roll as a coach to boost your spirits, but you and I both know that you walking out of the Christmas show with this championship is going to be something that you're going to have to fight me to the death for.
Eddie nods confidently, not taking his eyes off Finn.
Eddie Lyons: You're not wrong, we lost. No argument there. But this isn't a tag match this time. No Victoria, no Kayla. Just you and me. If I have to fight to the death I will, and that STILL won't stop be, because I'll resurrect and continue to rise. Absolutely nothing is going to stop me from starting the new year as World Heavyweight Champion. Not even death.
Finn steps up close to Eddie, almost right into his face. They stare at each other, Eddie jutting his chin up just a bit to show Finn just enough defiance. Finn's smirk has never left his face, and it doesn't do so now either.
Finn: There are fates that are worse than death, Eddie. Have you considered those?
Before Eddie can respond, Finn is suddenly hit from behind with a low blow by Victoria Lyons.
Simone: It's Victoria!!
Adams: Where the hell did she come from?
In the ring, Victoria has a chair and tosses it to Eddie, signaling for him to use it on Finn.
Simone: She wants him to take Finn out! Weaken him before their match.
Adams: Eddie won't do this. He wants Finn at his best.
Sure enough, Eddie tosses the chair down, refusing and arguing with Victoria. VIctoria decides to grab the chair and looks to attempt to use it herself as Kayla Richards appears out of nowhere, grabbing the chair from Victoria, nailing her with it before dropping her with a Dreamkiller.
Adams: Not today says the World Bombshell Champion!
Eddie distracted by the Bombshells, turns around and is met with Revelation 6:4 from Finn, leaving him laying in the ring next to Victoria. Finn and Kayla make their way back up the ramp with smirks on their faces, and stand on the stage holding up all their championships, as Eddie and Victoria can be seen arguing in the ring as they come to their senses.
The camera returns to ringside where Justin Decent stands at the time keeper's table.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome back to the stage -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd cheers and applauds as Amanda appears onstage in a blue and white Mrs Clause outfit, lined in white fur.
Amanda: Frosty the pervert
In a trench coat he did go
To the school yard to expose his dick and balls made out of snow
Frosty the pervert
All the kids he liked to watch
His dick did grow when he packed snow
On his cold and icy crotch
There must have must have been some magic
When he stroked his frozen meat
Cause frosty started moaning loud
And it began to sleet
Frosty the pervert
Was as glad as he could get
He threw away his corn cob pipe
And lit a cigarette
Frosty the pervert
Didn't want to go to jail
He began to run
While dripping cum
And the cops picked up his trail
Down to the village
His dick melting in his hand
Running here and there
All around the square
Yelling "catch me if you can."
The performance ends and Amanda blows kisses to each and every corner and then vanishes behind the curtains.
Justin: From Dallas, Texas, please welcome, ALE
JOOONNEEEESSSSS!!!!Tommy Vext's "Cancel the king" hits and as the lyrics of the intro cut into the guitar Alex steps out wearing a black and red "wolfslair" t-shirt and his wrestling gear. He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron.
Justin: From Manchester, United Kingdom, MILEEESSSSSSS KASSSEEYYYYYYY!!!!
"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat. He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!
Simone: Ladies and gentlemen, we're about to witness a showdown between two of the most dynamic athletes in this business today—Alex Jones and Miles Kasey!
Adams: That's right, Simone. Both of these competitors have something to prove, and with a 20-minute time limit, they're going to have to go all-out from the bell!
DING DING DING!
The bell rings, and Alex Jones and Miles Kasey circle each other cautiously before locking up in the center of the ring. Alex gains the initial upper hand with a headlock takedown, wrenching the hold tight, but Miles quickly counters with a head-scissors escape. Both men pop back to their feet as the crowd roars in approval.
Simone: "A textbook start from both men. They're testing the waters.
They lock up again, with Alex transitioning into a wristlock. Miles flips through, reverses into a wristlock of his own, and then seamlessly transitions into a Japanese Arm Drag. Alex hits the mat but rolls through and counters with a deep Arm Wrench Takedown, keeping Miles grounded. Miles kips up, counters into a snap suplex, and rolls through to maintain the upper hand, applying a quick side headlock. Alex powers out, pushing Miles into the ropes and catching him on the rebound with a stiff shoulder tackle. Alex hits the ropes himself, but Miles drops down, pops up, and leapfrogs over Alex, catching him on the return with a lightning-fast Dropkick that sends Alex rolling to the corner.
Adams: Miles is picking up the pace here! You can see the high-energy offense starting to come into play.
Miles charges in with a running European Uppercut, but Alex sidesteps, shoving Miles chest-first into the turnbuckle. Alex capitalizes, wrapping Miles into a Pendulum Backbreaker and holding him there for an extra second to punish the spine. He drops Miles to the mat and follows up with a precise Rolling Neck Snap, keeping the pressure on.
Simone: Alex is showing his experience here. He's slowing things down, making Miles work for every inch.
Alex drags Miles to his feet and rocks him with a stiff martial arts kick to the thigh, then another to the ribs. He grabs Miles for a Snap DDT, but Miles spins out and counters with a Standing Spanish Fly out of nowhere, bringing the crowd to its feet. Miles covers.
ONE!
TWO!
Alex powers out, and Miles immediately transitions into a Double Foot Stomp, aiming for Alex's midsection. Alex rolls out of harm's way at the last second, causing Miles to crash hard onto the canvas. Seizing the opportunity, Alex hits a Snapmare, followed by a brutal soccer kick to Miles' back. Miles rolls to the ropes, holding his spine in pain, but Alex is relentless. He yanks Miles to his feet and whips him into the ropes, catching him on the rebound with a perfectly executed Pendulum Backbreaker. Alex hooks the leg for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Miles kicks out again, showing resilience. Alex smirks, dragging Miles to his feet for another Snap DDT attempt. This time, he spikes Miles' head into the mat with precision, leaving him dazed.
Adams: This is a game of strategy for Alex Jones. He's wearing down Miles Kasey bit by bit, taking away his speed and agility.
Miles slowly pulls himself up using the ropes, but Alex stays on him, delivering a series of stiff kicks to the chest. The crowd counts along with each thunderous strike. On the fourth kick, Miles catches Alex's leg and counters with a Dragon Screw, finally giving himself some breathing room.
Simone: What a counter! Miles just bought himself some time!
Both men stagger to their feet, and Miles strikes first with a Running Hurricanrana, sending Alex flying across the ring. Miles kips up, charging at Alex with a Springboard Crossbody, flattening him to the mat. Miles hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Alex kicks out, frustration starting to show. The crowd is already electric as the two competitors reset, each man strategizing their next move. The fans are on their feet cheering like mad. Alex starts strong as he targets Miles' legs, looking to cut off the high-flyer's most dangerous tools. After dodging a quick roundhouse kick, Alex traps Miles in a Figure Four Leg Lock, locking his hands together tightly for added leverage. Miles thrashes in pain, reaching desperately for the ropes, but Alex pulls him back toward the center of the ring.
Simone: Alex is locking this in tight. He's taking Miles' legs out from under him—no legs, no high-flying.
The crowd stomps and claps, willing Miles to escape. With sweat dripping from his face, Miles shifts his weight and rolls onto his stomach, reversing the pressure of the hold. Alex yells in pain but quickly scrambles to release the submission, clutching his knees as he stands. Both competitors rise slowly, but Alex delivers a sharp kick to Miles' midsection, doubling him over. He sets up for a Snap DDT, but Miles counters with a back body drop that sends Alex crashing hard to the mat.
Miles limps slightly as he shakes off the effects of the Figure Four, but when Alex gets to his feet, Miles charges with a running forearm smash. Alex ducks under it, pivots, and drills Miles with a Spinning Neckbreaker that leaves him sprawled on the canvas. Without missing a beat, Alex pulls Miles up into a hammerlock and transitions into a short-arm clothesline, nearly decapitating his opponent. He hooks the leg for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Miles kicks out, barely avoiding the three-count. Alex pounds the mat in frustration and pulls Miles up by his hair. He lands a quick series of martial arts kicks to the chest and ribs, each one echoing through the arena. The fourth kick is caught by Miles, who counters with a Dragon Screw that sends Alex flipping hard onto his back.
Adams: Kasey showing his resilience here! That counter just bought him some much-needed time.
Miles follows up with a sudden burst of offense, delivering a picture-perfect Japanese Arm Drag that sends Alex sliding across the ring. Miles charges at full speed, hitting Alex with a running single-leg dropkick that sends him tumbling through the ropes and onto the apron. Sensing an opportunity, Miles springs off the middle rope, hitting a rope-assisted enzuigiri to the side of Alex's head. Alex collapses back into the ring, dazed. Miles climbs to the top rope, signaling for a Diving Crossbody. The crowd rises in anticipation as he soars through the air and connects, flattening Alex on the canvas. Miles quickly hooks the leg for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Alex powers out, clutching his ribs. Miles doesn't waste a moment, dragging Alex to his feet and whipping him into the corner. He charges in with a running dropkick, but Alex dodges at the last second, leaving Miles to crash back-first into the turnbuckles. Alex capitalizes by hoisting Miles onto the top rope and delivering a vicious superplex that shakes the entire ring. Both men lie motionless for a moment as the crowd erupts.
Simone: That superplex might have just shifted the momentum entirely. Both men are down!
The referee begins her count as the two wrestlers stir. Alex, ever the opportunist, is the first to his feet, grabbing Miles by the head and dragging him up. He attempts another Snap DDT, but Miles counters, slipping out and spinning into a surprise Reverse Frankensteiner. Alex's head spikes into the mat, and the crowd gasps in awe.
Adams: Did you see that?! What a counter by Kasey!
Miles crawls to Alex and drapes an arm over him for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Alex barely gets the shoulder up, and the crowd explodes in cheers. Miles, looking frustrated but determined, rolls out onto the apron. He waits for Alex to stagger to his feet before leaping over the ropes for a Springboard Cutter—but Alex counters mid-air, catching Miles and turning it into a Pendulum Backbreaker!
Simone: Unbelievable counter from Alex Jones! These two are pulling out all the stops tonight!
Alex doesn't stop there. He pulls Miles up for a trio of suplexes, transitioning from a vertical suplex to a German suplex and finally a release belly-to-back suplex that leaves Miles crumpled in the center of the ring. Alex drops to a knee, catching his breath before crawling over for the pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Miles kicks out again, and the frustration on Alex's face is evident. He stands, motioning to the crowd that he's about to finish things. Alex steps back into the corner, stalking Miles as he slowly gets to his feet. Alex charges in for a V-Trigger knee strike, but at the last moment, Miles sidesteps, sending Alex crashing into the turnbuckles. Miles capitalizes with a Lung Blower, driving both his knees into Alex's back as the crowd erupts. He rolls Alex over and climbs to the top rope, signaling for his Reverse 450 Splash. He takes flight, twisting through the air and crashing down onto Alex with pinpoint precision. The crowd leaps to their feet.
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Alex kicks out at the last possible moment, leaving Miles in utter disbelief. The crowd chants, "This is awesome!" as both competitors lie on the mat, exhausted but unyielding. The match shifts into a higher gear as both men push their limits. Alex is the first to strike, catching Miles with a sharp elbow as they meet mid-ring. Alex grabs Miles' arm and attempts to whip him into the ropes, but Miles reverses, pulling Alex into a stiff Irish Hammer to the chest. The blow sends Alex stumbling backward into the ropes, gasping for air. Miles doesn't let up. He charges, leaping up and hitting Alex with a picture-perfect Standing Spanish Fly. The crowd erupts in cheers as Miles transitions directly into a pinning attempt.
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Alex gets a shoulder up, but Miles is already on his feet. He motions to the crowd, who rally behind him. Miles ascends to the top rope, balancing carefully as Alex staggers to his feet. With a shout, Miles launches himself into a Diving Crossbody, but Alex shows his veteran instincts, twisting mid-air to catch Miles and counter with a fallaway slam.
Simone: What a counter! Alex Jones is reminding everyone why he's one of the best in the game!
Alex doesn't waste a moment, rolling to his feet and stalking his opponent. As Miles slowly rises, Alex charges forward, landing a thunderous Spear that folds Miles in half. The impact sends a shockwave through the ring as Alex immediately hooks the leg.
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Miles kicks out again, refusing to stay down. Alex slaps the mat in frustration before dragging Miles to his feet. He spins Miles around, locking in a hammerlock before transitioning into a brutal short-arm clothesline. Alex covers again, pressing his forearm against Miles' face for extra leverage.
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Miles kicks out once more, showing incredible resilience. The crowd begins to chant, "Fight forever!" as Alex takes a moment to strategize. He yanks Miles up by the arm and whips him hard into the corner, following up with a running V-Trigger knee strike that snaps Miles' head back. Alex steps back, letting Miles stagger forward, before leaping up and planting him with a Nip-Up Hurricanrana that sends Miles sliding under the bottom rope to the outside.
Adams: The action's spilling to the outside now—this is where things get dangerous!
Alex surveys the situation and sprints toward the ropes, launching himself through with a Suicide Dive that crashes into Miles and sends both men sprawling into the barricade. The crowd is on its feet, roaring with approval. Alex wastes no time, pulling Miles up and slamming his back against the apron before rolling him back into the ring.
Alex climbs onto the apron, looking to springboard back in. He launches himself into a Springboard Clothesline, but Miles counters mid-air with a dropkick to Alex's chest, sending him crashing hard to the mat.
Simone: What a counter by Miles Kasey! That dropkick was timed to perfection!
Both men are down, breathing heavily. The referee begins her count, but Miles rolls to his knees, shaking his head as he pushes through the pain. He grabs Alex by the head and drags him up, hitting a lightning-fast Reverse Frankensteiner that spikes Alex directly on the back of his neck. Miles wastes no time, sprinting to the top rope and signaling for his Reverse 450 Splash. He leaps, twisting beautifully through the air, but Alex rolls out of the way at the last second, causing Miles to crash hard onto the canvas. The crowd gasps as Miles clutches his ribs in agony.
Adams: That was a crash landing if I've ever seen one! Miles went for broke, but Alex had it scouted.
Alex, seizing the moment, grabs Miles and pulls him into a standing position. He hooks both arms, preparing for a Tiger Suplex, but Miles flips through, landing on his feet behind Alex. Miles spins Alex around and hits a stunning Lung Blower, driving both knees into Alex's back. Miles crawls to the corner and begins to climb the turnbuckles, his eyes set on finishing the match. He perches on the top rope, taking a deep breath before launching into a Moonsault. This time, he connects perfectly, crashing down onto Alex's chest. Miles hooks the leg.
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Thr–!!
Alex kicks out at the last possible second, and the crowd roars in disbelief.
Simone: Miles is throwing everything he has at Alex, but it's still not enough to put him away!
Miles pulls Alex to his feet, looking to finish things with Hail to the Queen. He hoists Alex up into position, but Alex shifts his weight, slipping out of Miles' grasp. Alex lands on his feet and immediately hits a Step-Up Enzuguri that stuns Miles. Wasting no time, Alex grabs Miles by the head and spikes him with a Snap DDT. Miles lies motionless as Alex climbs to the top rope. He stands tall, steadying himself before leaping into a Flying Double Foot Stomp. Miles rolls away at the last moment, causing Alex to land awkwardly.
Adams: These two are pulling out all the stops! It's anyone's match right now!
Miles scrambles to his feet and capitalizes, hitting a running dropkick to Alex's back that sends him crashing into the corner. Miles follows up with a running European Uppercut, then hoists Alex onto the top turnbuckle. With the crowd bu
ing, Miles climbs up, hooking Alex for a Superplex. Alex fights back, throwing sharp forearms to Miles' ribs. He shoves Miles off the ropes, sending him crashing to the mat. Alex steadies himself on the top rope, but as he leaps off for a high-risk move, Miles pops up and counters with a mid-air Reverse Frankensteiner!Simone: Did you see that?! Miles just caught Alex out of the sky!
Miles covers once again, but Alex kicks out at 2.9. Both men lie on the mat, gasping for air as the crowd chants, "This is awesome!"
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Thr–!!
Both competitors are battered, bruised, and running on sheer willpower as the clock ticks down. Alex and Miles crawl toward opposite ropes, using them for support as they rise to their feet. They meet in the center of the ring, where the exhaustion gives way to pure instinct. Alex throws the first forearm, the sound echoing through the arena. Miles reels but fires back with a chop that lights up Alex's chest. The two trade blows as the crowd roars with every strike. Alex gains the upper hand, landing a stiff martial arts kick to Miles' thigh, then another to his ribs. He follows up with a third kick aimed at Miles' head, but Miles ducks and counters with a desperation enzuigiri that staggers Alex.
Simone: Neither man is backing down! They're digging into reserves I didn't even know they had!
Miles charges forward, looking for a diving crossbody, but Alex catches him mid-air and counters with a devastating Pendulum Backbreaker. Both men collapse to the mat, the referee starting her count. The crowd begins to clap, rallying behind both competitors. Alex is the first to stir, dragging himself toward the ropes. He pulls himself up and glances at the clock on the big screen—only three minutes remain. Gritting his teeth, Alex turns toward Miles, who is using the opposite ropes to stand. Alex sprints across the ring and connects with a V-Trigger knee strike that sends Miles flipping over the top rope and crashing to the floor.
Adams: That V-Trigger might've just ended Miles Kasey's night! But Alex can't win this on the outside.
Alex wastes no time, running the ropes and launching himself through with a Tope con Hilo that crashes into Miles. Both men go sprawling into the barricade as the crowd explodes in a chant of, "Holy s***! Holy s***!" Alex grabs Miles and rolls him back into the ring, climbing onto the apron and preparing for a springboard move. Alex leaps into the air for a Springboard Clothesline, but Miles rolls under him, popping up and hitting the ropes for a rebound. Before Alex can react, Miles catches him with a lung blower that sends Alex writhing in agony on the mat.
Simone: What a counter by Miles Kasey! He just took the wind right out of Alex's sails!
Miles struggles to his feet, realizing time is running out. He points to the top rope, signaling to the crowd that he's going for it all. Climbing slowly, he balances himself on the turnbuckle. He takes a deep breath before launching into his Reverse 450 Splash, twisting beautifully through the air and connecting flush with Alex's torso.
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Somehow, Alex kicks out! The crowd erupts into cheers and chants of, "This is awesome!"
Adams: Unbelievable! Miles just hit the Reverse 450, and Alex still kicked out!
Miles, clutching his head in disbelief, knows he has to finish this now. He pulls Alex to his feet and sets him up for Hail to the Queen. With the crowd bu
ing, Miles hoists Alex onto his shoulders. But Alex fights out of it, elbowing Miles repeatedly in the head. Dropping behind Miles, Alex wraps him up and plants him with a Snap DDT. Miles bounces off the mat but rolls to his knees, only for Alex to explode with a Step-Up Enzuigiri (AJ Guri). Miles crumples to the mat, and Alex collapses into a cover.ONE!
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Miles kicks out again! Alex runs his hands through his hair in frustration, his eyes darting to the clock—just 60 seconds remain.
Simone: One minute left! Both of these men are running on fumes, but neither is willing to give up!
Alex pulls Miles to his feet, dragging him to the corner and propping him against the turnbuckles. He backs up and charges in, connecting with another V-Trigger knee strike. Miles slumps forward, but Alex isn't done. He lifts Miles onto the top rope, climbing up with him for what looks like a superplex. But Miles fights back, throwing punches to Alex's ribs. The two trade shots precariously on the top rope, the crowd screaming with anticipation. Suddenly, Miles hooks Alex's head and flips over him, hitting a breathtaking Sunset Flip Powerbomb! The impact echoes through the arena as Miles scrambles into a cover.
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Alex kicks out with only seconds to spare! The crowd is on their feet, losing their minds.
Adams: How is this match still going?! These two are giving everything they've got!
With just 15 seconds left, Miles signals for one final move. He pulls Alex up and sets him up for the Blast from the Past. Miles runs toward the ropes, but Alex shoves him off mid-move, sending Miles into the ropes. On the rebound, Alex catches Miles with a Spear that folds him in half. Alex hooks the leg as the crowd and the referee count along.
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The bell rings! The time limit has expired!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the 20-minute time limit has expired. This match is a draw!
The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and boos, appreciating the effort but disappointed there's no definitive winner.
Simone: What an incredible match! Neither man was able to put the other away, but what a display of heart and determination!
Alex and Miles, exhausted and drenched in sweat, stare at each other from opposite sides of the ring. Slowly, they rise to their feet, the crowd giving them a standing ovation.
Adams: This crowd knows they've just witnessed something special. Both Alex Jones and Miles Kasey left it all in the ring tonight.
The tension mounts as the two competitors exchange words. For a moment, it looks like they might come to blows again, but instead, Alex nods in acknowledgment before exiting the ring. Miles remains, standing on the turnbuckle and soaking in the adoration of the fans as the show comes to an end.
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