TWO!

NO! Carter kicks out again!

Jones grabs Carter, looking for a tilt-a-whirl backbreaker, but Carter shifts his weight—TILT-A-WHIRL HURRICANRANA! Jones is flung across the ring! Carter rushes to the corner, leaps onto the top rope in one bound—DIVING FRONT DROPKICK! Jones crashes back-first into the turnbuckles! Carter charges—HANDS-FREE HANDSPRING CLOTHESLINE! The impact leaves Jones dazed, staggering out of the corner.

Carter seizes the moment, running the ropes—Slingblade! Jones hits the mat hard! Carter kips up, the crowd roaring in approval. He jumps onto the ropes, tightropes them, and FLIES OFF WITH A TIGHTROPE DROPKICK TO JONES’S FACE!

Simone: What a display of agility from Carter! He’s got Jones reeling!

Adams: Carter’s on fire right now, Simone! You can feel the energy shift in the arena.

Carter covers!

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Jones powers out!

Carter doesn’t let up. He pulls Jones up, looking for the Sunset Flip Powerbomb—NO! Jones blocks it, grabbing the ropes! He jumps backward—ROLLING NECK SNAP! Carter’s head jerks violently! Jones rolls through, charging—RUNNING KNEE STRIKE! Carter’s body crumbles to the mat! Jones hooks the leg!

Simone: Jones is punishing Carter now. Every shot is landing with bad intentions.

Adams: It’s brutal, Simone! Carter’s fighting back, but Jones is keeping the pressure on!

ONE!

TWO!

NO! Carter gets the shoulder up!

Jones growls in frustration. He grabs Carter’s legs, positioning him—FIGURE FOUR LEG LOCK! Carter screams in pain, thrashing as Jones wrenches it in tight!

Simone: This is a dangerous spot for Carter! The pain must be unbearable!

The pain sears through Carter’s body, but he refuses to tap. He pushes up on his hands, shaking his head furiously as the crowd rallies behind him. He digs deep and starts rocking side to side—slowly—until he FLIPS THE HOLD OVER! Now Jones is screaming as the pressure reverses! Jones releases and scrambles to his feet, clutching his knee.

Adams: Incredible! Carter reversed the pressure! He’s still got some fight left in him!

Carter, limping, pulls himself up. Jones swings—Carter ducks—CALF KICK! Jones stumbles! Carter sprints—WHEELBARROW DDT! Jones’s head bounces off the mat! Carter isn’t done. He climbs the top rope, steadying himself. He leaps—DIVING METEORA! Jones’s chest is CRUSHED under Carter’s knees!

Simone: What a counter from Carter! That Meteora could be the turning point!

Adams: Jones is gasping for air now! Carter’s momentum is undeniable!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—NO! Jones barely survives!

Carter slams the mat in frustration. He pulls Jones up, looking for the Metallic Driver—but Jones wriggles free and spins behind him—GERMAN SUPLEX! Jones holds on—SECOND GERMAN! Jones still won’t release—THIRD GERMAN SUPLEX! Carter is folded up like an accordion!

Jones signals the end. He pulls Carter up—HAMMERLOCK INTO A CLOTHESLINE! Carter is nearly out! Jones measures him, eyes narrowed—V-TRIGGER! The knee smashes into Carter’s skull!

Simone: Oh my god, what a knee! Carter is out cold!

Adams: That’s got to be it, Simone! Jones is seconds away from victory!

Jones isn’t done. He hauls Carter up, hooking his arms—DRAGON’S BREATH (CURB STOMP)!

ONE!

TWO!

THRE—CARTER KICKS OUT AT THE LAST POSSIBLE SECOND!

The crowd explodes! Jones looks absolutely furious. He argues with the referee, but the official stands firm. Jones shakes his head, rolling his shoulders as he waits for Carter to rise. Carter barely stirs, but his fighting spirit refuses to die. He claws at the ropes, dragging himself up, groggy but determined.

Simone: Unbelievable! Carter kicked out of the Dragon’s Breath! This is turning into an epic battle!

Adams: You can’t count Carter out, Simone! He’s got the heart of a lion!

Jones charges for another V-Trigger—CARTER DUCKS! Jones turns around—BUTTOCKS INJECTION! The hip attack connects flush! Jones staggers—PASSION FRUIT (S.O.S.)!

CARTER COVERS!

ONE!

TWO!

THR—

JONES KICKS OUT!

Carter can’t believe it! He pounds the mat before rising, exhaustion clear in his eyes. He points to the top rope—the crowd is on their feet! He climbs, steadying himself, preparing for the Fruit Fly (Eclipse)!

He leaps—

Simone: Carter’s looking to end it right here!

Adams: This could be the moment!

Simone: He’s got it—NO! Jones MOVES!

Carter crashes and burns! The impact leaves him gasping for air! Jones sees his chance. He drags Carter up, wrapping him in a hammerlock—

SECOND HAMMERLOCK CLOTHESLINE! Carter is OUT!

Jones doesn’t stop. He signals for the end. He hauls Carter up, forcing him onto his knees—

V-TRIGGER! RIGHT TO THE JAW!

Carter’s body slumps, lifeless! Jones sneers, pulling Carter up for the final blow—

DRAGON’S BREATH (CURB STOMP) FOR THE SECOND TIME!

Jones collapses into the cover, hooking both legs!

Simone: That’s it! Jones has done it! What a brutal finish!

Adams: I don’t know how Carter even survived this long, but in the end, Jones was just too much. What a match!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

The bell rings, and Jones rolls off, exhausted but victorious. His chest rises and falls rapidly as the referee raises his hand in triumph. Carter lies motionless, the battle having taken everything out of him.

Simone: Alex Jones emerges victorious, but Helluva Bottom Carter gave him EVERYTHING he could handle!

Adams: What a match! This was an all-out war! Carter put up one hell of a fight, but in the end, Jones’s brutality sealed the deal!

Jones smirks as he stands tall, looking down at Carter with a cold gaze on his face.

The crowd gives a standing ovation for both competitors, appreciating the war they just witnessed. Carter stirs, sitting up with disappointment in his eyes, but the fans chant his name in admiration.

Simone: This may not be the last time these two cross paths, and if this match was any indication, the next encounter will be even more explosive!

Jones exits the ring, victorious but weary, while Carter leans against the ropes, looking out at the crowd that continues to cheer him on. He may have lost tonight, but his resilience and heart prove that he’s far from finished.

Adams: Take a bow, Carter! You may not have won, but you stole the damn show!

The camera lingers on Carter, sweat-soaked and battle-worn, before fading to black. The war is over

The backstage environment of the Billy Graham Civic Auditorium is nothing short of chaotic at best as wrestlers - Superstars and Bombshells alike - are hurrying to and fro - either toward the dressing rooms, to makeup and costumes - or ensuring they get to the "gorilla position" so that they can be ready and on time for their respective matches. Staff members, backstage officials and management are in a flurry of activity to follow the orders of upper management to make certain that the show runs smoothly from beginning to end and beyond!

And right there in the thick of things, we find none other than Mark Ward's partner in proverbial crime, the other half of SCW's ownership - Christian Underwood. The boss man is surrounded by staff who are bringing him tablets and contracts, seeking his signature for one official act or another.

Agent #1: Christian, can you please sign this? It's to make the match at Blaze of Glory official between Lilith Locke and Aaron Asphyxia.

Christian takes the tablet and scrawls his signature across the bottom before handing it back. Another agent hands another tablet and contract over toward the boss who takes it.

Agent #2: Christian, the mixed tag team match is official for next week. This needs your signature to make the stipulation official.

Christian sighs, but does as he is needed to do and signs the contract. Once he hands it back, another contract is handed over to him by a familiar looking "agent".

Agent #3: Sign this please?

Christian: For god's sake! Another one???

Christian signs on the dotted line and hands it back, then does a double take at who he handed it to...

Christian: Whoa, hold on! What are you doing here and what did I just sign!?

The so-called agent turns around and it's Necra Octavian Kane! She smiles with sinister intent and holds up the officially signed document.

Necra: Oh this? It's just a contract putting me in that last, vacant spot in the Elimination Chamber!

The fans watching on the SCW-Tron howl and cheer as a self satisfied Necra turns and walks away, while Christian stares in contemplation, then shrugs.

Christian: Fuck it...

And he resumes business as before!

The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Harper Mason watching the end of her Internet Title Match from the week before.

Harper: Should’ve made sure she was down for the count before going for the Encore Set.

Harper sighs as she folds her arms.

Harper: So close to winning my first title in SCW yet so far! Bella’s definitely a worthy champ but if I want another shot at her I need to work my way up.

Harper adds before she starts to walk off.

Harper: Bearing any plans the bosses have of course!

Harper walks off as the scene fades.

Cameras were right back at the ringside area. Based on the cage that was hanging above the ring a couple of inches. It was obvious what time it was. The lights lower in the venue as a throbbing riff of The Greatest Show by Peyton Parrish blares out and the crowd rumbles in wonder as the spotlight flashes to the stage but no one appears. A person gets to his feet and moves towards the barricade as some fans slap him on the back as he moves through the crowd. Getting to the divider, he leaps onto the top of it and looks over the venue, a cocky smile peeking out from the dark stubble that covers his chin. The man is dressed in dark pants, black boots, and a leather jacket over a tee that shows a somewhat familiar logo.

Justin: The following contest will be a Steel Cage match. You may win by pinfall, submission, or escaping the cage. It will be for the SCW Internet Championship. Introducing first the challenger. Hailing from Ottawa Ontario Canada, Connor MURPHY!

Connor jumps to the mats and then towards the announce table. He leans forward and offers Belinda a wink before clapping Jason on the shoulder. Turning to the ring, Connor leaps onto the apron and then slides between the ropes. Pacing to the middle of the ring, he raises his arms and waits as his theme fades.

Adams: Connor is once again being presented with a big opportunity.

Simone: Couple weeks ago it was a shot to qualify for the Elimination Chamber.

Adams: And here tonight it’s a chance to crown himself the Internet Champion. It won’t be an easy task. He’s got his work cut out for him.

Simone: Unfortunately you are correct there.

The venue was filled with an excited crowd. Lots and lots of cheers. As well as chatter could be heard throughout as they were all patiently awaiting the next bit of action to take place. There was a sudden dim of the venue lights. Only to be replaced with the flashes of green and white strobe lights. All while the opening to “The Devil In I” by SlipKnot began to play over the speaker system. Those first couple of notes had the crowd’s tune changing. Boos ringing out heavily and for no other reason than they were not the least bit pleased with who was about to make their way out.

Only a few seconds had passed before the camera angle had changed just in time to see the curtain being pushed aside and the man of the hour stepping through said curtain. In an all black zip up hoodie with the hood up was none other than the Entity of Sin City Wrestling, Kevin Carter. He stood there at the top of the makeshift ramp with a glare in his eyes while glaring out at the booing fans. His facial expressions said it all. Feeling a certain amount of disgust in having to be before them, but he just ignored their boos as he began to make his journey down to the ring. His right hand clutched that Internet Championship for dear life. Slowly starting to raise it in the air to another negative response, but his journey to the ring began then.

Justin: And now Introducing, the champion. From the most vile part of Los Angeles, California. Weighing in at two hundred and eighteen pounds. He is a true Scumbag. The Entity of Sin City Wrestling. The reigning and defending SCW Internet Champion, KEVIN CARTER!

By the time the proper introduction had come to an end from Justin, he had reached the ringside area. A short little jog Kevin leaped onto the ring apron planting his right knee pad into the mat and using the ropes to pull himself up to a vertical basis on the ring apron. The boos seemed to have only gotten louder in that few moments he made his way down to the ring. As he stood there the man proceeded to bring both his hands up in the air with a middle finger on each hand. As one would have expected, it didn’t do Kevin any favors. Not by a long shot.

All types of comments were starting to be hurled in his direction along with those boos. Kevin smirked with hatred as he lowered his hands and then gripped the top rope with his left hand before swinging one leg over the middle rope. Ducking down under the top rope to finish climbing into the ring. In a true prick fashion, he took what appeared to be a small ‘victory’ lap around the ring culminating in him stopping in the middle of the ring. Keeping that championship raised high above his head as he did so. Then dropping to his knees in the middle of the ring. He placed the Internet Championship out on the mat in front of him and flipped his hood back to his jacket before tossing his arms out at his side. The boos continued to ring in from the disapproving crowd as Kevin smirked a little more. Undoing his jacket as he grabbed the championship with his fee hand and stood up to his feet. The music started to fade out as he retreated to his corner tossing said jacket to the floor.

Simone: This marks Kevin’s second title defense since winning the championship at Inception.

Adams: We can dislike the guy all we want. But he’s proving that he’s willing to be a fighting champion. Even if he complains about it the entire time.

Simone: Well, we won’t have to listen to the complaining too much longer. I don’t see him having a successful title defense. Not tonight. It’s Connor Murphy’s time!

DING DING DING!

With that steel cage finally finishing lowering around the two of them and the sound of the bell officially had this match under way. Carter and Murphy stood there looking at each other for a couple of seconds. Before they both stepped forward at the same exact time. It didn’t take long at all for Carter to start mouthing off to Murphy. Pointing at himself and screaming in the face of his challenger not being worthy. Murphy just smugly looked at him.

That smug smirk though triggered Carter. Taking his palm and pie-facing Murphy as hard as he could, causing the challenger to rock backwards on the heels of his boots for a second. The instant booing from the crowd clearly let it be known whose side they were going to be on in the matter. Murphy just smirked again and looked right back at Carter. Again it was triggering, leading to the champion pie-facing the challenger again.

Adams: I don’t think this is a smart decision on Kevin’s part.

Simone: No. We have seen what can happen if Connor gets too rowdy.

Carter was shouting at Murphy a little more. Slamming his hand into his face for a third time. Then went for a fourth, but on that fourth try Murphy spun around and landed a huge right hand to the jaw of Carter putting the champion on his backside. Carter held his mouth with wide eyes. Murphy standing just a couple inches from him taunting him to get up and fight him.

Simone: And this is exactly what we were talking about!

Adams: As the kids say these days. Kevin effed around and found out.

The Champion’s ego simply couldn’t take being put down like that. He quickly got to his feet with every intention of punching Murphy, but the challenger blocked the punch. Landing another one of his own rocking Carter backwards a bit. As soon as he came forward Murphy caught him with another punch to keep him at bay. The anger in Carter boiled over as he screamed out loud and swung wildly but Murphy ducked under it.

As soon as Carter turned right back around. Murphy caught Carter on the crown of his head with a Bionic Elbow. Carter dropped to the mat holding his head, but quickly got back up. With nowhere to really go thanks to the cage. Carter just backed himself in the corner. That turned out to be a mistake made. Because no sooner than he got to the corner. Murphy rushed in with everything he had and delivered a Lariat in the corner.

Only for him to grab a hold of Carter’s wrist and yank him out of the corner to deliver a Short Arm Clothesline that took the champion off his feet. Murphy dropped to his knees right then to make a cover on the champion. Jasmine sliding down beside the two in order to be in prime position to make that count.

Adams: We got our first pin attempt of the match!

ONE!

RIGHT AWAY CARTER KICKS OUT!

Simone: I didn’t think it would end there. But I’m glad it didn’t. I want to see them actually use this steel cage.

Murphy wasn’t one to be so rattled so quickly. He reached down and grabbed a hold of Carter by the head starting to pull him up to his feet with him. With one hand on his head Murphy smirked as he pointed towards the cage. As it was expected the crowd cheered heavily. Murphy then began to drag Carter right towards one of the cage walls. He had both hands on his head and slammed it forward. However, Carter was quick to put his hands out on the cage and avoid contact. Quickly throwing a back elbow and catching Murphy on the chin.

The challenger stumbled backwards just a little bit. Carter found himself in prime position to turn right back around. However as soon as he did Murphy was ready to go on the attack again. Charging right at the Internet Champion. Carter ducked down and then popped Murphy up over him into a catapulting manner. Murphy soaring through the air and going head first right into that steel cage wall. His body flinging itself down to the mat right between the ropes and wall of the cage.

Simone: Oh my!

Adams: Talk about a head on collision!

Simone: I hope Connor is alright. That just looked rough!

Adams: You got your wish though Belinda. They’re using the cage!

Carter was smirking ear to ear over being able to outsmart his opponent. Murphy was trying to get himself up with the help of the ropes and his back against the cage. With pulling himself up the small trickle of blood could already be seen coming down the forehead of the challenger where he had met head on with that cage wall. JHe no sooner than got up and Carter was grabbing him by the head, whiplashing it back against the cage wall.

Murphy grabbed the back of his head, but before he could even crumble to the floor. Carter was grabbing him by his hair forcing him to spin all the way around. He then proceeded to slam Murphy’s head into the wall that way. He did it once. Then twice. And then on the third time he let go of Murphy letting him fall back through the ropes and right at his feet. That wound on Murphy’s head opened a little bit more. Blood starting to really cover his face.

Adams: Kevin is becoming more and more dangerous each time we see him in the ring.

Simone: There has always been something not right about that man in the head.

Adams: We saw what he was willing to do in his feud with Mark and Jayden. We saw how far he’d take things when dealing with HB Carter. A few weeks ago he damn near crippled Bill.

Simone: It’s clear that he isn’t happy or satisfied unless he’s hurting someone.

Murphy was trying to wipe the blood out of his eyes. With Carter reaching down and grabbing a hold of his head. He pulled him off the mat and instantly put Murphy on his shoulders. The booing from the crowd came right away as they feared the end was already near. Murphy showed signs of life almost as soon as he got lifted up. He pushed off the shoulders of the champion and landed on his feet right behind him.

Murphy a little wobbly on the legs. Still managed to keep control as he pushed Carter as hard as he could from behind. The Champion went flying into the ropes, but bounced right off them and didn’t even give Murphy a chance before clobbering him with a Rebound Lariat. Murphy hit the mat like a ton of bricks. Allowing Carter to go for the cover. Again Jasmine sliding down to get in position to make the count.

ONE!

TWO!

BIG KICK OUT FROM MURPHY!

Simone: Our challenger is still in this thing. Murphy really does have that never quit attitude deep down inside of him.

Adams: Even if there have been times it would have been better for him to quit for the purpose of his health. It’s just not embedded in his DNA.

Carter looked down at Murphy shaking his head. He simply grabbed the challenger by the head and yanked him to his feet. In a complete discard for his opponent’s well being Carter chuckled Murphy’s body over the top rope and had it collide with the cage wall. Turning himself around and demanding that Jasmine open the cage door. She didn’t look exactly happy for how she was talked to but she did her job.

Taking a few steps over to the door. She reached for the key in her pocket and unlocked the cage’s door. Letting it swing open. Carter told her to get out the way as she took a couple of steps back. He swung one leg over the middle rope, ducked down, and was about to bring his other leg through when Murphy DOVE across the ring and grabbed the ankle of the champion, preventing him from stepping through that door.

Carter was trying to kick and shake Murphy off him, but it was not coming close to working. Murphy held on a little tighter, starting to pull himself up the leg of Carter. Carter landing a couple of shots to the head but it didn’t even seem to stun Murphy. He was finally up as he landed a punch of his own to Carter’s head as he almost fell out of the cage door opening but thanks to Murphy’s hold it didn’t happen. Murphy then yanked Carter forward.

To hook his arm around the head and neck of Carter. All before he stepped up on the ropes and lifted Carter clear up in the air over them. Turning and leaping off the ropes to slam the champion down in the middle of the ring with a modified Falcon’s Arrow.

Adams: Impressive strength by Connor!

Simone: It is no easy situation to deadlift a two hundred pound man over a set of ropes when your legs are standing on ropes. My goodness that was a sight to see!

Adams: Just when you thought Murphy might be done for in this match. He pulls something like that off.

Jasmine had grabbed the cage door and pulled it shut, starting to relock it. As she was doing so Murphy had his sights set on the fallen champion calling for him to get up. Carter was reaching out for something to grab onto, clearly a little dazed by the move he had just taken. Once he got to his feet though.that’s when the battle to keep his championship began. Turning around into a Roundhouse Kick from Murphy. Catching the champion right in the side of the head.

Carter fell right into the ropes after being kicked so stiffly. He bounced off them in his dazed manner and came right back into a second Roundhouse Kick from the challenger. That kick took him completely off his feet. This was the perfect opportunity for Murphy to go for the cover. He had the champion right where he wanted him, but he didn’t go for it. Instead homemade a dash right for the corner of the ring. In a single bound leaped up to the top rope sizing up the champion.

Simone: What are you doing Connor? You have the man where you want him!

Adams: Sometimes it might look like it’s easy pickings but in reality it’s not Belinda. I don’t blame Connor for going the extra mile to make sure.

Simone: But this isn’t the time for high risks. Not with the championship on the line!

Carter flopped back over onto his back. Not realizing he just put himself in the worst position he could be in. Murphy leaping from the top rope and coming right down onto the champion with a Flying Elbow Drop. Making sure the point of his ego collided right over the chest area where Carter’s heart would be. As soon as he connected Murphy got himself into that pinning position in hopes of becoming the new Internet Champion.

ONE!

TWO!

KICK OUT FROM THE CHAMPION!

Carter got his shoulder up and almost right away Murphy slammed his hands down against the mat in frustration. Clearly not pleased that it wasn’t enough for him to win the match. He rolled himself over to where his knees were on the mat. He grabbed a hold of Carter’s head and applied a front facelock forcing Carter onto his stomach. From there Murphy took a side mount and brutally began to take his knees. Driving them into the ribs of the champion. The fans in the front row could hear the nasty knee shots as they collided each time.

Adams: I think he is trying to break the ribs of the Internet Champion!

One final shot to the ribs was powerful. To the point Carter could be heard screaming in agony. Rolling over clutching his ribs where the knees had struck. The most disturbing part of it all was he was coughing up blood on the mat. Murphy was getting to his feet with a little bit of a look in his eye. Almost as if he was channeling into that dark place. Perhaps his only chance to defeat the champion. As he stood to his feet he grabbed a hold of Carter and lifted him up.

Forcefully he shoved the Internet Champion back into one of the corners. Before marching right up to him and lifted Carter up by his hips, planting him in a seated position on the top rope of the corner. Murphy found himself then starting to straddle the middle rope himself with his feet. Holding onto the cage walls to steady himself. Murphy then brought one of his legs up to the middle rope, another high risk in mind.

Simone: This is a dangerous spot for the both of them to be in!

Before things could go any further. Carter came to life and used both of his hands to shove Murphy with all his might. The challenger took a tumble to the mat landing on his back, but almost right away he was trying to get to his feet. Carter had just enough time to use the steel of the cage to help stand himself up in the corner. Once he was up Murphy too was up and Carter just dove off with a Crossbody.

However, as soon as the both of them hit the mat. Murphy just rolled all the way through with Carter into his arms. Once again showing off that strength of his as he fought to get back to his feet while holding the champion. Murphy managed to get those feet under him and then from there popped Carter up into the air long enough to catch him across his shoulders. Right away though Carter landed a stiff elbow to the jaw and then pushed off Murphy’s shoulders.

He landed right on his feet behind the challenger. Murphy didn’t have time to realize how much danger he was in. Because as soon as Carter landed on his feet he blasted Murphy in the back of the head with “SOON FORGOTTEN” sending the challenger crumbling to the mat. Carter wasted no time dropping down to his knees and rolling Murphy onto his back to make the cover.

Adams: That trademark superkick of his to the back of the head! This has to be it!

ONE!

Simone: Come on Connor. Come on Connor. You’re not done yet!

TWO!

Adams: As much as no one likes our Internet Champion. There is no denying he knows how to get things done in the ring. Connor has nothing to be ashamed of.

TH-NOOOO!

MURPHY POPS HIS SHOULDER UP!

Simone: You’re right. He’s got nothing to be ashamed of. Because he’s still in this thing, Jason!

Carter shot the nastiest look in Jasmine’s direction as she held up a two count. By no means was the champion pleased with Murphy’s ability to keep fighting. He got up to his feet as he looked down at what he would consider a pathetic challenger. He grabbed a hold of him by his arm and started to drag him more towards the center of the ring. Once he had him where he wanted him Carter walked right towards his feet. He gripped a hold of them and started to use his own legs to twist up the challenger.

Carter on the verge of locking in the Figure Four. Just as he started to step over Murphy placed his foot on the back of the champion and kicked him off with everything he had. Carter went flying forward and through the ropes smacking his head against the beam to the Steel Cage door. He held onto the top rope to prevent himself from falling in a daze. Cameras getting a close shot of the blood now starting to trickle down the champion’s head.

Adams: That busted Kevin wide open! Now both competitors are dawning that crimson mask!

Carter finally let go of that top rope with blood gushing down his face. In a dazed manner he stumbled right into a now standing Murphy. The challenger wasting no time as he grabbed a hold of Carter around the shoulders and then lifted him straight up to slam him down to the mat with a Urangi type move. Only to quickly apply the “AEQUITAS” right there in the middle of the ring. Squeezing his arms around the head of the champion and pulling back with everything he had.

Simone: Connor is going to make Carter tap out in the middle of the ring! We’re about to crown ourselves a new champion!

Carter was clearly struggling to not just keep the championship, but to also breathe. That submission hold was squeezing the breath right out of him. Jasmine being right there on her knees front and center just in case Carter did tap. Murphy squeezed just a little harder as desperation hit the champion. As a last ditch effort to survive Carter reached up and dug his fingers right into the eyes of the man applying the submission hold. Forcing Murphy to let go of him as both of them rolled away from each other.

Murphy was holding his eyes clearly blinded for the moment. Meanwhile Carter was getting to his feet. He took a look at Murphy and then looked towards the top of the cage. His decision was made, he was going to take the cheap way out. He leaped to the cage and began to climb it as quick as he could. In just a matter of seconds he was able to get to the top. Using his arms to pull himself up and being able to straddle the edge of the cage. Every single fan was on their feet booing the man. Not wanting to see this outcome.

Adams: It was just a matter of time before we saw this. We knew Kevin was going to take the cheap route.

Simone: But it is in the rules Jason. You can escape to win the match.

Adams: Yes, but a real champion would want to pin or force his opponent to tap out.

Murphy was kneeling still holding his eyes. He just happened to look up and saw Carter swinging both of his legs over the top of the cage to start climbing down. Murphy forced himself up and ran to the ropes. Leaped onto the cage wall and started to scramble up it. Carter was just about half way down the cage on the other side when Murphy reached over and grabbed handfuls of his hair to stop him from going any further. Having his hair almost pulled out by the roots. The crowd could hear the champion screaming out in agony.

But Murphy kept pulling and yanking. Essentially forcing Carter to climb back up the cage just to relieve himself of the pain. Once he was dangling over the edge of the cage. Murphy took Carter’s bloody head and slammed it against the top of the cage to keep the man stunned. Murphy shimmied over towards the corner of the cage a little pulling the champion with him. When in the corner he grabbed Carter and pulled him back over the edge but proceeded to make sure he was in a sitting position on the edge of the corner.

Simone: This is getting dangerous now Jason. I do not like where this is going!

Adams: It is a steel cage match for a reason Belinda. They’re not meant to be pretty. They are in fact very-very dangerous.

Simone: I’m aware, but if either one of them fall from this height. We don’t even get to see an ending to this match. That’s it. They’re both done for!

Murphy took Carter’s head and slammed it against the metal pole behind his head that helped raise and lower the cage. It did what it needed to do. Dazing the champion once again. From there the challenger was reaching up and grabbing that pole to held pull himself up. He stood with his feet right on the ledge of the top of the cage. Carter right in between him and the pole. Murphy then revealed what his plan was.

He took Carter’s head and placed it between his legs. Before then grabbing both of the man’s arms and hooking them awkwardly behind his back. The crowd gasped as they knew where this was going to go. Right then attempting to leap off for “VERIT-NOOOO!” At the last second Carter pulled his head free and just clobbered Murphy with a head butt to the groin. Murphy’s legs fell out from under him but he landed chest first on the metal bar. His legs dangled freely as he was close to falling into the ring.

Adams: Oh that was almost disastrous!

Carter reached up and grabbed that pole behind him as he lifted himself up to his feet right there on the top of the cage. Using a great deal of balance as he grabbed Murphy’s head and pulled it up just long enough to pull him forward and put his head between his legs. Quickly leaping right off and bringing the both of them down with “THE MAIN ATTRACTION” from the top of the cage. Carter’s body rotating at last second to spike Murphy’s head and neck into the mat as the entire crowd went silent in shock. Both men flopping to the mat like a car crash.

Simone: Oh my god! That’s it! That’s it! Call an ambulance!

Jasmine jumped up in the air as soon as the two of them hit the mat. Hit by the pure surprise of what happened. She was quick to spring into action checking on both men. Murphy wasn’t moving at all. Carter on the other hand was favoring his hip, but he was trying to army crawl in the direction of where Murphy was. The crowd was still as quiet as could be. That piledriver from the top just had them all speechless. Finally, Carter was close enough to throw his arm out over Murphy’s chest for the cover. Despite the feelings Jasmine likely had for their well being. She did what she had to do.

ONE!

TWO!

THREEE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL the SCW Internet Champion, KEEEEEVVVVIIIINNNN CAAAAARRRRTTTTEEEERRRR!

Finally the realization of what had just happened was starting to settle in with the fans. Their silence was no more. Boos ringing out heavily throughout the entire building as Carter rolled right off of Murphy and laid there on the mat with a sick and twisted smirk. Jasmine was calling for medical personnel from the back as the cage was slowly starting to rise.

Simone: I cannot believe what I just saw.

Adams: These two men gave it everything they had tonight. Those are the types of matches you want to see week to week.

Simone: Yes, but Kevin took it too far. Way too far. Connor could be seriously hurt here.

Adams: It’s the price you pay to be a professional wrestler and the price you pay when you want to be a champion. It may be unfortunate, but that’s how the business works.

Inside the ring the cage was high enough that there were a couple of EMTS checking on the challenger. Murphy was finally showing some signs of life. Moving his arms about so it was a good sign. By then Carter with a bad hip and all was able to pull himself up to a standing base in the corner. Shouting at Jasmine as she was walking across the ring with his Internet Championship.

He wasted no time at all snatching it out of her hands and then raising it above his head to a seat of boos from the crowd. His vertical stance didn’t stay long as he fell back and then just rolled out of the ring with the championship clutched to his body. He laid there on the floor of the arena still smirking. Clearly proud of himself and what he accomplished. From there cameras cut from the ring and into the backstage area.

ELIMINATION CHAMBER - #1 CONTENDER WORLD HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPIONSHIP
"Bulldog" Bill Barnhart vs Miles Kasey vs "Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons vs Helluva Bottom Carter Vs Senor Vinnie vs Jayden Harris vs J2H

LJ: This waiting period to get our hands on those two rats is killin’ me, love. I am so over letting those two run roughshod week after week and after last week, I’m not that far away from putting Logan into ICU.

Alexandra looked up at him from the gear box where she sat. She nodded in agreement with him.

Alexandra: I’ve been done with it. I’ve wanted to put both in the ICU since the second run in with them. I can’t put my hands on Logan and believe me when I say I’ve wanted to.

LJ: We are not about to face any fines. They’ve been playing the divide and conquer game long enough though. We need to be completely on the same page here, I will focus on Temu Dickie, you take out grandma Brooke but we are working together.

Alexandra took a deep breath and focused on the situation they were facing. Trying to not laugh at his grandma Brooke comment.

Alexandra: I know that we do. As far as I know we are on the same page and working together on this. I can’t stand the way they are going about making a name for themselves and I can’t constantly sit by and watch it happen. This ends when we defeat them in the ring.

LJ: I just get that feeling that we’re not seeing the whole picture though and something tells me we’re about to get it.

LJ points to the other side of her and in steps Christian Underwood.

Christian: It’s as if you had a crystal ball, Kasey lite.

LJ: More like 20-20 vision...sir. I take it you’re here to tell us all about next week?

Christian: Not one for wasting time. Good. And yes, I am. The Mixed Tag match next week is on as planned, you and Ms. Calaway here will taking on Logan and Brooke.

Alexandra: Well that much is obvious, go on.

Christian: They wanted brutal, you wanted bloody and you have your chance at both. ...in a Streetfight Mixed Tag Match.

LJ stands a little taller and Alexandra’s eyes light up and they both look at each other with almost matched wicked smiles.

LJ: And this time, we finish the fucking job.

Alexandra: Damn straight.

Christian: Then do it. See you both next week.

Cameras are rolling backstage. Finding themselves catching up with the reigning Internet Champion, Kevin Carter. He had a bloody stained towel in his hand cleaning off his forehead where it had been busted open earlier in the night. As soon as he pulled the towel away from his face. He came face to face with two officers.

Officer Anderson: Are you Mr. Kevin Carter?

Kevin Carter: What’s it matter to you?

Officer Douglas: Please put yout hands behind your back sir.

Kevin Carter: Excuse the hell out of me? Get away from me.

Officer Anderson: Do not resist!

Both officers grabbed a hold of Carter and quickly pressed him against the wall. Pulling the towel and the championship he was carrying out of his hands. One of the officers twisted his wrists behind his back so the other officer could cuff him.

Kevin Carter: What the fuck is this about? I have rights, you pigs!

As soon as they had him secured. They pulled him off the wall. One of the officers kept their hands right on the cuffs to prevent him from going anywhere.

Officer Douglas: Mr. Carter. We are investigating a domestic violence situation that took place last week. You being the primary aggressor.

Kevin Carter: Primary aggressor?! Domestic violence?! What are you smoking?!

Officer Anderson: Well, we’ll see about that. If we are mistaken then there won’t be any issues. But when you’re told to put your arms behind your back by an officer of the law. You comply.

Kevin Carter: I don’t have to do shit!

About that time Carter caught something in the corner of his eye. Stepping out of the shadows with a little bit of a sad expression on her face. Trying to force a tear to fall down her cheek was a newly signed Bombshell, Lilith Locke. She stood just a couple of inches away. Right next to one of the officers in an attempt to feel ‘safe’. Carter instantly turned red with anger.

Kevin Carter: Oh you dirty bi---

Officer Anderson: There will be none of that!

Officer Douglas: Ms. Locke, is this the man that assaulted you last week?

Kevin Carter: I didn’t even touch this broad!

Officer Anderson: You were told to can it!

That officer yanked on Carter’s handcuffs and pulled him back some. All of the sudden that lone tear could be seen sliding down her cheek. Lilith nodded her head ever so slowly.

Lilith Locke: Yes. Last week in the parking structure of the venue we were at. He grabbed my shoulders. He slammed me up against the side of his vehicle.

Kevin Carter: She’s stalking me! I had to pull her out of my car basically. What else was I supposed to do?! It damn sure wasn’t assault.

Officer Anderson: In the state of California. That’s definitely considered assault buddy.

Officer Douglas: Thank you for your time Ms. Locke. We’ll make sure he doesn’t bother you again.

The second officer stepped side by side with his partner. Also putting his hands on the cuiffs to start leading Carter away. The Internet Champion wasn’t going willingly by any means. Trying to prevent being pushed forward. Fighting back, but it wasn’t working out in his favor. Lilith stood behind them all with a sinister grin crossing her lips. They had Carter pushing closer and closer down the hall. He could scream at the top of his lungs.

Kevin Carter: I need you! I need you, Lilith!

Those officers again told him to be silent as they marched him forward. All of the sudden Lilith could be seen sprinting down the hall after them. Shouting at the top of her lungs now trying to get their attention. She managed to catch right up to them as the officers stopped walking.

Officer Douglas: What is it Ms. Locke?

Lilith Locke: I made a mistake.

Officer Anderson: A mistake?

Lilith Locke: That’s not the guy at all. I realize that now. Totally different guy.

Officer Douglas: Are you sure? These are some very serious claims to be making.

Lilith Locke: Yes. I’m sure. I’m so sorry to waste your time but I know for sure this isn’t the guy. I made a mistake.

Officer Anderson: If you’re so sure...

Right then the officer reached inside of his pocket to pull out a set of keys. Sticking the key inside the little lock and popped it free. Carter’s wrists instantly become unrestrained. He turned around and glared at the two of them.

Officer Douglas: We’re very sorry Mr. Carter.

Kevin Carter: Yeah, well your entire department is going to be sorry too. I’m not letting this go!

Officer Anderson: You have to understand we were given the wrong information.

Kevin Carter: Just get the hell out of my face before you two make it worse on yourselves!

For a second the two officers looked at the man before him before shaking their head and deciding to walk on past the two of them. In a matter of seconds they were out of sight. Lilith had her arms out in front of her. Rocking back and forth on those heels of hers. Eyes looking up at Carter and that adoring yet evil smile crossing her lips.

Lilith Locke: Seee! I told you I’d put you in a situation where you needed me! Isn’t that romantic? Don’t you like when I get to be the hero for you?!

Carter’s gaze had finally fallen onto her. It was hateful. There was almost fire in his eyes. Every bit of his blood was boiling at that moment. Rightfully so. She had framed him and tried to make a bigger deal about something than what it was. Clenching his fists up real tight. His voice raised.

Kevin Carter: STAY . AWAY . FROM . ME!

Not even giving her a chance to say anything. Carter turned his back to her and started to storm away. Lilith’s expression went from almost obsessed looking to nothing but hate. The most evil eyes a woman could muster up. Glaring in the direction he had stormed off in. Once again whatever her plan with the Internet Champion failed. The cameras remained on that hateful glare for a few seconds longer before fading away.

Cameras found themselves returning to the ringside area. The fans were as excited as they could be. Lots and lots of cheering going on. They were about to be met with a treat. “Throne” by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat.

Justin: The following contest is a Tag Team match and is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first at this time. Hailing from Manchester, United Kingdom. Weighing in at two hundred and fifteen pounds. MILES KASEY!

He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy. With the crowd cheering him on. He backed into the corner to wait on the arrival of his tag team partner. The arena's lights dimmed down just a little bit, flashing orange and white strobe lights flashing to the beat of "Bad Man" by Polo G the second it hit the speaker system. As expected the entire arena erupted into loud cheers for the returning young sensation known as "The Brat". Only a few seconds had passed before Jayden could be seen pushing his way through the curtain and right onto the stage. Stopping to look around at those cheering fans.

Justin: And now introducing his tag team partner. From Chicago, Illinois. Weighing in at two hundred and five pounds. ‘The Brat’ JAYDEN HARRIS.

By that point Jayden had already made it to the ringside arwa. He was crackling his knuckles as he walked up the steel steps to the ring. Making his way to about the center of the apron before turning and looking out at the crowd of people. He slowly raised his arm into the air with that closed first of his. Getting a massive response from the crowd. From there Jayden turned and swung his left leg over the middle rope. Ducking down to get inside the ring himself.

Simone: This is quite the interesting team Jason.

Adams: You got two young men. Hungry and full of life for this business. Being put on the same team. The dynamic is exciting and got you waiting to see how it all plays out.

Simone: It’s not meant to take anything away from the other team. Vinnie and Eddie have their strengths too, but can’t help myself in being excited for what these two can do.

The crowd is in anticipation of the arrival of the next wrestler as the lights go out and a band of 6 Mariachi players come out to the arena all playing a guitar. They start to play Cancion del Mariachi as all of them start to sing while walking down the rampway. Halfway they stop and three walk to the left and the other three to the right as they stand face to face before Senor Vinnie walk out to the arena. He is sporting expensive sunglasses and a sweater around his neck and carrying an atomizer. He sprays some of his cologne in the air and sniffs it up as if not wanting to smell the foul air around him. He stops as we see Bea Barnhart walk out to accompany him to the ring before the two continue their strut

Justin: Now coming down to the ring the one half of the team, they will be facing. Being accompanied to the ring by Bea Barnhart. Standing at six feet eight. Weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds. Hailing from Tijuana, Mexico. SENOR VINNIE!

Vinnie and Bea walk to the ring as Vinnie holds the rope open for her as she steps through. He then steps through the ropes himself and hands her the cologne that he carries with him before posing a few moments. Before backing into his corner keeping an eye on the two men that stood across from him.

As “Clouds” by NF begins A fog fills the stage area, as Eddie Lyons appears in the middle, hoodie up, and arms folded. He stands there looking down at the ring for a few moments. Shooting a fist into the air, Eddie pulls his hoodie down, and makes his way down the ramp.

Justin: And his tag team partner. From Baltimore, Maryland. Weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds. The ‘Unbreakable’ EDDIE LYONS!

The whole time he was tagging the hands of a few fans along the way before climbing the stairs into the ring. Eddie extends his arms to both sides then drops to a knee, and punches the mat, he then moves to his corner with his tag partner to await the start of the match.

Adams: As much as you’re excited for the young studs in Jayden and Miles. I’m equally excited for this pairing. You got damn near a monster in size and height with Vinnie. Then you’ve got one of the best all around wrestlers in Eddie.

Simone: The big man-little man tag teams have been seen a lot throughout the years of professional wrestling and most of the time they’re very exciting to see. They just have this thing about them that makes it gel well together. Time will tell if these two can do the same thing.

Adams: They’re both veterans of this sport. I’ve got no doubt in my mind they’re going to make it work and it’s going to work right off the jump.

DING DING DING!

The bell sounds and out of their respective corners came Jayden and Vinnie. The two men circled around each other for a few seconds. The men met in the center of the ring. Vinnie had every intention of it being a lock up. However instead of a lock up. He was met with a right hand that rocked him backwards and into the ropes. He wrapped his arms around the top rope to prevent himself from falling. He shot Jayden a look of confusion as Jayden screamed at him.

Jayden: Is it fun and games now?! How’s that for a broom?!

Vinnie’s eyes narrowed. Very quickly realizing the type of match this was going to turn into. He pushed himself off the ropes and began to circle around the ring with Jayden again. Finally, Vinnie shot in trying to go for a double leg take down on Jayden. However it was well scouted by the young stallion. He locked his arms around the waist of Vinnie to prevent him from taking him down. Before lifting him up by the waist and just tossing him across the ring. Vinnie bouncing off the mat and rolling all the way into his corner where Eddie stood on the apron.

Simone: Wow. Jayden is just manhandling Vinnie with ease despite how big he is!

Adams: Sounds like he’s pretty upset about some of the things Vinnie said leading into this match.

Simone: Well he is still a Harris at the end of the day. We’ve seen how their temper works for years now.

Vinnie sat up and looked over at Jayden. Before looking at his tag team partner. Eddie at that point extended his hand over the top rope and to Vinnie’s direction. Right away Vinnie realizes he bit off more than he can chew with Jayden. He tagged out and rolled under the bottom rope to the apron. Eddie swung his leg over the ropes and got into the ring. Neither man took their eyes off each other. Before rushing one another to meet in the center of the ring.

There was a very strong collar and elbow tie up amongst the two men. Jayden used his height advantage over Eddie as he started to back him up into the ropes with that lock up. With Eddie’s back against the ropes. It didn’t appear he liked being overpowered. He quickly broke the lock up and shoved Jayden with everything he had, knocking the kid off his feet. Jayden hit the mat hard but rolled all the way through to his feet. By the time he looked up Eddie was already rushing him for a clothesline.

As Eddie got close Jayden bridged all the way back in a matrix manner to avoid the contract that would have surely taken his head off. The second that Eddie turned around realizing that he missed. Jayden charged him and leaped up. He was going for that double foot stomp to the chest, but Eddie managed to prevent it by catching Jayden’s feet and holding him up. From there Eddie flipped Jayden over with the intent of making him eat the canvas. Jayden had other plans as he flipped and stuck the landing on his feet. The two men back to glaring at each other much to the delight of the fans.

Adams: This is something special to see. Two young men that are no doubt future faces of SCW going at it and holding their ground against the other.

Simone: I think Vinnie made the wise choice to tag out and get out of dodge when he did. This is a much better match up to see right away.

Adams: I agree, but in order to win the match. One of them has to get the upper hand here.

It didn’t take long at all for both men to lock up again. This time though it was Eddie that got the upperhand as he quickly took a hold of Jayden by the head and applied a side headlock. Jayden, not to be out done, wrapped his arms around Eddie’s waist and backed them up towards the ropes. He shot Eddie off to the ropes and as soon as he came back. Cut him off with a sharp toe kick to the gut.

Instantly Jayden transitioned around the side of Eddie and then lifted him up to plant him into the mat with an Olympic Slam. Eddie’s spine connects with the mat. He rolled to his stomach holding where his spine had hit with the mat. Jayden quickly dropped to his knees and grabbed Eddie to put him back on his back. That’s when he made the cover as the ever so goofy Guy dropped down to make the count.

ONE!

EDDIE KICKS OUT!

With Eddie kicking out it didn’t seem to have any type of meaning to Jayden. The second generation star grabbed a hold of Eddie by his head and started to lift him up. With the two of them to their feet. Eddie caught Jayden by surprise when he shoved away from him and had Jayden fall back into the corner. Before Jayden could even move Eddie ran up, stepped up on the second rope, and drove his knee into the jaw of Jayden, flatting him in the corner.

He wasn’t there for long at all. Thanks to Eddie grabbing a hold of Jayden’s shaggy hair and pulled him out of the corner. He tucked the Brat’s head under his arm before gripping the tights of Jayden using it to help lift the young kid up. Eddie had him up only for a split second before driving Jayden down into the mat with a perfect brainbuster. Eddie from there floated himself over the Brat and made the cover in the middle of the ring.

ONE!

JAYDEN KICKS OUT!

Adams: It’s honestly something to see this up and coming generation compete. They’re so full of passion and determination. They go that extra mile in the ring.

Simone: Hey now. We still have some of our... uh older generations folks are the same way. Might take them a little longer to go the extra mile but they still do it!

Eddie got to his knees and right away grabbed Jayden by the hair to yank him up. No regards to a possible head or neck injury. He dragged Jayden with him back to his corner where he tagged Vinnie into the match. Vinnie stepped through the ropes as he grabbed Jayden by the hair and took him out of Eddie’s grip. Vinnie quickly punched Jayden right in the mouth. Jayden stumbled back a little, but that punch from Vinnie turned into a mistake when Jayden bounced right back with a Jumping Forearm Smash that put Vinnie down for a second.

Jayden turned away from him and started to walk to his corner. Reaching out to make the tag to Miles as the angry Vinnie was back on his feet and charging in. Miles took a step back and used the ropes to pop up hitting a rope assisted Enzirgri backing Vinnie up towards the middle of the ring. Miles then used the ropes to springboard off them and turn in mid air coming down onto Vinnie with a Moonsault taking them both down to the mat. Miles simply rolled and then kipped up to his feet. Throwing his arms out at the crowd getting quite the ovation from the fans in an attendance,

Simone: Goodness. Miles is just so good in the ring. Not one thing he can’t do.

Adams: He’s very good in the ring. But constantly has to get praise for it. It’s kind of annoying at times if I’m being frank. Love his talent. Just scale back the need for praise.

Miles was turning himself back around. To see Vinnie trying to get up himself. Knowing he couldn’t let this man get going. Miles leaped up and landed a picture perfect dropkick to the shoulders of Vinnie. He fell right down into the ropes hung up on his gut. Miles wasted no time as he ran towards the corner and in a single bound leap he was on the top rope. Vinnie was trying to get himself back up and going but Miles leaped from the top for a Double Foot Stomp slamming Vinnie’s head into the ring apron. With both men tumbling to the floor on the outside.

Adams: Oooh that didn’t feel good for Vinnie!

Despite them both hitting the floor with a thud. Miles was quick to get to his feet. By then Guy could be heard shouting at them to bring it back into the ring. Miles grabbed a hold of Vinnie’s head and began to lift him off the floor. With getting him up to his feet, Miles quickly found out he was going to pay the price. Vinnie showed some life as he suddenly wrapped his arms around the waist of Miles and lifted him straight up into the air before delivering a nasty Spinebuster right on the apron. Miles screamed out in agony trying to favor his lower back but Vinnie grabbed his body and just shoved it into the ring as he pulled himself up on the apron.

Simone: I do not want to be Miles right now. There’s no way his spine isn’t throbbing right now.

Vinnie pushed down on the ropes to allow himself to step up over them. His eyes fixed on Miles who was trying to crawl away. Reaching down he grabbed a hold of Miles by the waist and pulled him up. Transitioning to grab him by the wrist and whip him across the ring into the ropes. He bounced off them but Miles came back to the center. Vinnie waits in the winds to land a brutal Big Boot right to the mouth of Miles, taking him off his feet.

Miles was shaking his head a little bit. Clearly having his bell rung with that boot. However the young man was about to find out Vinnie was far from done with him. Reaching down and grabbing a hold of Miles' waist again. Except this time he kept his arms wrapped sound it as he lifted Miles straight up and slammed him over his head for a German Suplex. Holding on tight Vinnie rolled his hips and began to get right back up to his feet keeping that waistlock applied.

Miles was flailing his arms about in an attempt to grab something to break this up. Sadly for him he wasn’t able to do so. Before Vinnie lifted him up a second time and slammed him over his head with a German Suplex. That hold still wasn’t broken. Vinnie swings his hip out to get back to his feet with Miles. Taking no time at all to complete a third German Suplex to Manchester’s High Flying superstar. Miles had his shoulders against the mat with Vinnie keeping his arms on his waist but bridging himself for a pinfall attempt. Guy sliding down to make the cover.

Adams: I believe Vinnie calls that the Three Mariachis.

ONE!

Simone: I don’t think I remember a time where Miles was manhandled the way he just was. Vinnie is proving himself to be a threat right here and right now.

TWO!

Adams: Being a former World Champion. He’s always a threat. I just think people feel like he’s lost a step after being gone so long. They’re finding out that’s not the case.

MILES KICKS OUT!

Simone: But it looks like there’s still a lot more life in Miles Kasey!

Adams: That’s the thing about Miles. He will go until the tank is on empty and will still managed to defy the odds after that.

Vinnie let go of the hold and crawled out of the bridge. However he still had control and he showed up by getting to his feet. He then reached down and grabbed a hold of Miles to drag him up. Popping him right up onto his shoulders. Vinnie takes a couple of steps towards the middle of the ring. Before he could do what he had in mind. Miles started taking his elbow and slamming it as hard as he could into the side of his opponent’s head. Slowly weakening Vinnie till he could slide off his shoulders.

As soon as he slid off and his feet hit the ground Miles leaped up and grabbed Vinnie’s shoulders to yank him down into a Lung Blower. His knees slamming into Vinnie’s spine with such force he ricocheted right up and went flying through the middle rope to toppled out of the ring. Miles was a little slow to get to his feet but when he did manage to get up. Seeing that Vinnie was back up on the other side. This led to Miles sprinting across the ring.

He dove right through the middle ropes and caught Vinnie head on with a suicide dive. Slamming Vinnie right up against the guardrail. Thankfully with Miles landing on his feet he was able to keep Vinnie up as well. Long enough to grab him by the back of the neck and toss him back into the ring. Miles leaped right up to the ring apron as he called for the dazed Vinnie to keep getting to his feet. As he did he pulled the top rope down and sprung off the ropes.

Miles landed right on Vinnie’s shoulders. He tried to go for a Hurrica-Noo! Vinnie stopped Miles' momentum by grabbing his tights and lifting him up for what was assumed to be a powerbomb, but Miles managed to counter and switch the way he was seated on Vinnie’s shoulders. Not giving the former World Champion time to react before swinging himself down towards the mat and taking Vinnie head over heels with a Posionrana! Vinnie’s head spiking off the mat with Miles immediately going for the cover.

ONE!

Simone: What a counter from Miles! Thinking on his feet and catching Vinnie by surprise!

TWO!

Adams: That is one thing you have to look out for with Miles. He’s so quick. He’s so innovative. He’ll catch you by surprise and it will be over before you know what’s happening!

VINNIE FINDS A WAY TO KICK OUT!

Simone: But thankfully Vinnie can count his lucky stars. It wasn’t over right then and there.

Miles got to his feet as he grabbed a hold of Vinnie’s head and applied a front face lock. He began to drag Vinnie to his side of the ring and to his corner. Miles squeezed tighter to keep Vinnie in place. Allowing Jayden to reach over the top rope and tag himself into the match. Jayden stepped into the ring and landed a stiff shot to the ribs of Vinnie. Right then Miles let go and proceeded to get out of the ring. Jayden took hold of Vinnie who had dropped down to one knee. Pulling him right back up. Shooting him towards the ropes.

As Vinnie was hitting the ropes Eddie reached out and made a blind tag that Jayden didn’t catch.So as the former World Champion came off the ropes. Jayden blasted him with “EYE ROLL” right to the jaw. That trademark superman punch had Vinnie crumbling to the floor. As soon as he went for the cover Guy was right there to wave it off. The look in Jayden’s eyes was enough to scare Guy. He stumbled backwards and fell on his backside. All while pointing trying to warn Jayden for what was coming, but the kid wasn’t taking the hint.

Adams: I don’t blame Jayden for having an issue with Guy.

Simone: What have you seen now? Can we just get through one match without you picking the poor referee apart?

Adams: I mean last week Guy almost cost Jayden the match. He’s not going to forget about that.

Simone: It wasn’t on purpose. Besides, they're friends. Accidents happen.

Adams: I think you and everyone else are stretching that ‘friend’ word just a bit much for these two.

Jayden was starting to get right up to his feet still glaring at Guy. However as soon as he stood up Eddie grabbed the Brat from behind. Hooking him just right before lifting Jayden up and over him planting him down in the mat with a Half Nelson Suplex. Jayden’s neck folded up on itself with Eddie getting right back to his feet looking proud of himself and what he had accomplished. Jayden, despite being dazed, tried to get to his feet but he didn’t get too far before Eddie was kicking him in the gut to double him over. Wasting no time to hook Jayden around the head and lift him up for “LYONS ROA-NO!”

At the very last second Jayden spun out of Eddie’s grip and avoided the finish. Eddie in panic tried to rush in and keep Jayden on the edge. However as soon as he rushed in Jayden trapped him around the head and beck lifting him straight up for “NextGEN” his knee connecting stiffly against Eddie’s jaw slumping him down to his knees. From there Jayden scrambled to charge the ropes. Hitting them with force coming right up being the kneeling Eddie for “THE BEHEADING” putting Eddie down for good. Jayden dropped down and rolled Eddie onto his back to make the cover.

Simone: Is this going to be enough? Can Jayden pick up a big win for his team?!

ONE!

TWO!

TH-NOOOOO!

EDDIE MANAGES TO KICK OUT!

Adams: Nope! At least not now anyway. Eddie isn’t one to go down so easily.

Jayden showed a little annoyance with everything. He grabbed a hold of Eddie by his hair and dragged him towards the corner. Jayden reached out to make the tag. Miles uses the ropes to pop Slingshot over and land a leg drop to the back of Eddie’s neck to keep him grounded. From there Miles found himself taking a couple of steps backwards. Smacking his elbow pad and practically taunting Eddie to stand up. Those natural instincts kicked in as Eddie started doing just that.

He was up to one knee and that was good enough for Miles. He came running across the ring aiming to take Eddie’s head off. As he got close though Eddie popped the youngster up onto his shoulders with ease. Miles had no idea what hit him until he was slammed to the mat with a thunderous powerbomb. Eddie then rolled the man over to where he was on his knees. Long enough to run forward and connect with a powerful knee stroke that slumped Miles down to his face.

From there Eddie proceeded to mount the back of the slumped Miles. In a matter of seconds he had his arm wrapped around Miles head and was wrenching back with the “PRIDE LOCK”! The crowd was very pro-Eddie but at the same time pro-Miles. They were conflicted in this moment as they had to decide who they really wanted to win. Miles was trying to dig his arms into Eddie’s to release himself off the submission but he had it locked in tight.

Adams: You can see it in Miles already. He’s on the verge of passing out!

Simone: To be fair. Anyone getting locked in a submission like that. It would be game over for most people!

Adams: You’re right. It’s just not often we see someone actually ground Miles and keep him grounded like this!

Simone: This is looking like it truly could be the end!

Miles was still fighting as he now rolled over to his knees and was fighting to get to his feet. Despite Eddie staying on his back and squeezing with everything he had in him. Miles got those knees under him and then pushed up to his feet. Right away he found himself falling back into the nearest corner smashing Eddie into it. It forced Eddie to let go of the hold as Miles stumbled forward gasping for air. He was heading right for his corner.

He didn’t get too far before Eddie grabbed a hold of his wrist and spun him around. Quickly, Miles used his forearms to block the punch Eddie was trying to throw. It caused Eddie to spin around shaking his arms about. But as soon as he faced Miles again. Miles connected with a Spinning Wheel Kick that took the both of them down and out to the mat. Guy standing there in the middle of the two of them looking goofy with his attire. Leaving him no choice but to start a ten count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

By then Miles and Eddie were showing some signs of life. Both of them crawling to their corners a little bit at a time. However with them not being on their feet. The count continued.

FIVE!

SIX!

SEVEN!

Right at a seven count Miles was mere fingertips away from making the tag. Right then Bea could be seen leaping up on the apron. Instantly breaking Guy’s concentration on the ten count. Forcing him to march over in this little fake macho referee like manner. Telling her to get down but she ignored him. Miles finally reaching out and making the tag as the crowd went wild.

Simone: Tag! Tag! Jayden is about to come in and clean house!

Adams: If Bea would just get out of the way!

As soon as she saw Miles make that tag. Bea leaped from the apron and Guy turned around to see Jayden getting into the ring with his eyes set on Eddie. Before he could even charge forward Guy put himself in the way of Jayden to prevent him from going after Eddie. Making a motion with his hands he didn’t see the tag. Jayden was in no time for games and attempted to blow right past Guy, but as soon as he tried. Guy grabbed him and pushed him back to the corner. Again motioning he didn’t see the tag and to get out of the ring.

Adams: I’m in shock. Literal shock. He actually does know the rules.

Simone: Oh you’re just being ridiculous again.

Miles was on his feet now as he also tried to make the same argument that Jayden was making that a tag was made. Guy ignores them both and tells Jayden to get out of the ring. Furious and red in the face from that anger. Jayden backed up and stepped back out on the ring apron. All the confusion allowed Eddie time to get to his feet. So the very second Miles turned his attention to go back after Eddie it was too late. As soon as he turned Eddie kicked Miles in the gut and lifted him straight up into the air “LYONS ROAR DDT” right there in the middle of the ring. Eddie made the cover right away. Guy dropping down and slamming his hand off the mat.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

As soon as the bell rang Eddie rolled away from Miles and go up to his feet raising his own hand in victory. It didn’t take very long at all for Vinnie to come into the ring and join Eddie in that celebration. Miles lying there on the mat trying to collect himself. Jayden glaring daggers into the back of Guy’s head.

Simone: Wow.

Adams: I think the experience factor is what made the tag team of Eddie and Vinnie work here tonight. Amazing work by all four men, but Eddie and Vinnie wanted it a little bit more.

Simone: Did they?! Did they?! Cause the way I see it a distraction cost Jayden and Miles. That was a tag made and you know it, Jason.

Adams: Yes, but the referee has to see it. Clearly Guy didn’t and he’s got a code to uphold. It sucks that it didn’t work out for them but rules are rules.

Simone: You make me sick with this back and forth stuff with Guy! It’s twice now he’s put Jayden in a bad position. Almost cost him last week. It did cost him this week.

Adams: Don’t go blaming the official, Belinda!

Back inside the ring Miles was starting to stand up looking over at the celebrating Eddie and Vinnie. Stumbling back into his corner. He was seen saying something to Jayden. As Guy found himself walking up to both of them. Smiling and giving a thumbs up, but Jayden’s temper flared up as he shoved Guy away from the two of them and then dropped down off the apron. Guy looked ever so confused by his actions. Jayden turned his back to both men and started to storm up the ramp. Guy looking at Miles with his hands up still confused. From there the cameras cut away from the ring and into the backstage area.

ELIMINATION CHAMBER - WORLD BOMBSHELL CHAMPIONSHIP
Andrea Hernandez (c) vs "Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards vs Mercedes Vargas vs Cassie Wolfe Vs Candy vs Necra Octavian Kane

Cameras had cut from the ring and into the back where they could see Jayden storming through the curtain. Stomping away from the people piled in gorilla. Clearly every bit of him displaying attitude. Out of the gorilla and starting to storm down the hall to the locker room area. Throwing his hands up while shouting to himself.

Jayden Harris: This is why I don’t do tag team matches. Always some bullshit!

Finding himself grabbing one of the trashcans he was passing by and just yeeting it down the hall in a frustrated manner. Before slamming his fists against the concrete wall and leaning his head against it. Trying to calm himself down.

From the other side of him, we see Miles catching up, slightly jogging-slash-limping a bit following the match. He sees Jayden punching the wall.

Miles Kasey: You know, as good as that feels now, it’s gonna suck once the adrenaline wears off.

Miles looks at the trail of destruction that he made his way through.

Miles Kasey: The destruction of property though... Ya a’right, mate?

Jayden Harris: Is that supposed to be a joke or something?

The Brat pushed himself off the wall. Glaring in Miles direction.

Jayden Harris: We get fucked over by an idiot savant. You drop the ball when it is in your hands. And your first thought is to make jokes?!

Those taped fists of his were clenched up into a tight ball. His expression just narrows a little more in Miles' direction.

Jayden Harris: Maybe if you took this shit a little more seriously. You’d be world champion by now. But nah, you’re just proving why I’m going to dog walk your ass in the chamber, homie.

Miles Kasey: I joke because I refuse to take myself too damn seriously and if you think that’s why I haven’t been world champ by now. Look, shit happens and you move on. If I got pissed every damn time I slipped, or I got screwed, I would be the most miserable asshole on the roster that included your old man. Am I just as upset that Guy fucked up and missed that blind tag? Hell yea. Can we change any of it? Fuck no. And you can be pissed off at me all you want for losing the damn match. You wanna beat my ass then do it. But don’t think for one fucking second that I’m gonna get stomped on in that Elimination Chamber. I have done NOTHING but bide my time to get even a SNIFF at that World Championship again. I’m sorry that I fucked up, I’m sorry that I took that L for us. But destruction of your fist or property isn’t going to solve shit. So please Jayden, take your swing and let's move on.

Jayden Harris: Don’t challenge Miles. I’d hate to have to make sure you don’t even make it to the chamber!

The last thing an ego maniac and a stubborn young kid like Jayden was gonna stand for is someone thinking they could pop off at the mouth. Taking a step toward Miles, but before anything could transpire. Guy came jogging up to them and got right between them. He put his hands on Jayden’s chest.

Guy: Hey Hey!

Jayden Harris: Don’t touch me!

Guy: Woah! Simmer down Tiger. Guy is trying to keep the peace here. We are all friends. Brothers. La familia. In da club we all fam!

Jayden Harris: Friends? You really think we’re friends?!

Guy: Duhhhh! The bestest of friends!

Jayden Harris: Friends don’t cost friends a match. Friends don’t turn a blind eye to things. Friends don’t stand in the way of a friend's success. And you did. You screwed everything up tonight!

The expression on Guy’s face said it all. He was confused. He was even shocked by the overall nature of Jayden.

Guy: Listen. You told Guy last week. To be fair. Be down the middle. That’s what Guy did.

Jayden Harris: No, what you did was help stall my momentum. I came back. I can’t beat J2H. I fail against him once again. Everyone and their momma got something to say about me not winning. And now? Now, I can’t find a way to win with this guy in a tag match?

He motioned right to Miles.

Jayden Harris: And it’s all because you’re too incompetent to be a referee. Don’t even know why the hell they are entertaining this stupidity with you!

Guy: Jayden...

Jayden Harris: Piss off Guy. We’re not friends. Get it through your thick skull.

Right then Jayden turned his back to Guy and found themselves stomping down the hall. Nothing any better than what it was from when the match ended. That confused Guy looking at Miles.

Guy: What da heck is happening around here?!

Miles Kasey: Main event tension. It happens even to the best of us. Some can take it, while others wear it like a weight around their necks...and you either sink with it or let it go and rise.

Miles just shakes his head and looks at Guy.

Miles Kasey: Didn’t you throw out a message to me not that long ago for that talk show thing you got?

Guy: Ah Yiiiis! Big snag at the studio. Legal stuff. Told Guy he couldn't use certain things. But we're working on clearing it!

The two of them started to carry themselves down the hall in a different direction other than Jayden. Discussing this 'talk show'. From there the cameras found themselves heading elsewhere as the Main Event was just right aound the corner.

We get a camera shot of Bill and Bea Barnhart exiting their dressing room. Iris is not with them at the wrestling event as they left Iris at their hotel. As Bill and Bea enter the hallway they greet the camera then start their walk to the staging area.

Bill: From what I see in this booking is that my match with Finn Whelan is a Standard Rules match. Having watched Finn wrestle, and having matches against him, I know that he often violates the rules. With that on your mind both myself and Bea are going to ensure that the Referee for our match calls the match according to the rules to prevent Finn from violating the rules to get a cheap win.

Bea: With me being back at ringside for this match, serving as the Manager for Bill, I will be keeping a close watch on everything. And if you think I will not call out the Referee if they fail to call the match properly and enforce the rules you are wrong. I am not at matches for Bill, Felix, and Vinnie, to watch their opponents cheat while the Referee for their matches ignores the violations perpetrated by their opponents.

Bill: I know you want a win Finn. I know you are worried that when you lose to me it will demean you as you have a Championship defense coming up soon. Although I hate destroying your dreams but it is fun for me to destroy dreams of my opponents. See you in the ring shortly.

Bill and Bea remain in the staging area waiting for their cue to make their entrance.

Justin: The following contest is the Main Event of the evening! It is scheduled for one fall!

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

Justin: Accompanied by Bea Barnhart and Iris the Bulldog! From Lawrenceville, Georgia, weighing two hundred and forty pounds! "Bulldog" Bill BARNHART!

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

Simone: Bill Barnhart cemented his place in the 2025 Elimination Chamber match with a defeat of the Troll just three weeks ago.

Adams: I still can't believe the Troll thought he even had a chance against the Bulldog.

Simone: And now here we are going to see the veteran against the best there is in a non-title match.

Justin: And his opponent!

The lights dim down once more and cast the arena in a red glow, and for a moment -- only a moment -- the crowd quiets down just a smidge. The guitar riff opening that carries into an aggressive rhythm of guitar chords breaks out as "Deep Fake" by Architects blares out over the P.A. System. This brings the crowd to their feet -- both in a positive and negative reaction, completely mixed, as it always has been.

The spotlight doesn't fall upon the stage, instead flowing across the crowd. Finn Whelan appears not from the curtain, but from one of the visitor entrances with a semi-cocky swagger written into his denim wrestling jeans. He stops at the top of the steps for a moment, the World Heavyweight Championship glistening on his shoulder, and the Mixed Tag Team Championship centered around his waist beneath his black vest with the Wolfslair logo on the back. He wears a slight smirk on his face as he glances down at the people around him, blockaded off by the typical burly security guards. The crowd is not booing, but they're not exactly cheering either.

He sets his eyes upon the ring below, and then makes his way down slowly, ignoring the people around him though a few of them clap him on the shoulders as he descends.

Justin: From Seattle, Washington! He is the reigning World Heavyweight Champion! Finnnn Wheeelllannnnn!!!

At the barrier, he stops, looking up at the ring with a smirk on his own face before he slings himself over and slides immediately underneath the bottom rope and leaps to his feet in the center of the ring. He ignores everyone within the ring as he heads directly for the ropes in front of him, and hops up onto the bottom one, bouncing slightly as he looks back at the crowd, choosing a few choice words to share with them, before raising the championship high into the air, taking it off his shoulder. He drops down from the ropes, sets his championship on the rope for a moment, and pulls off his vest as he heads to his place against the turnbuckle.

Adams: Is it true that Finn Whelan is THIS CLOSE to breaking the record set by J2H for the longest championship reign in SCW history?

Simone: Indeed it is! J2H holds the record for the longest World title reign at 399 days. And in just two weeks - fifteen days to be exact, that record will belong to Finn Whelan.

Referee Dawn Barnes calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

And before Finn could fully emerge from out of his corner, Bill catches the champion completely by surprise with a sudden burst of speed as he plows right into Whelan, plowing him right back against his own corner where he begins to unleash a brutal assault against the champion!

Adams: Whoooaaa!!! Bulldog is not wasting any time!

Simone: Nor any effort! He knows full well what Finn Whelan is capable of and he intends to not allow him to get away with any of it!

Bulldog grabs the ropes, pinning Finn inside of the corner with no escape and he proceeds to drive shoulder after shoulder into the champion's midsection, driving the air out of his lungs! One shoulder right after another until Dawn is forced to intercede on Finn's behalf, forcing a break under threat of a DQ but Bulldog remains relentless! Dawn begins her count...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Bill breaks but only long enough to keep the official from reaching the fated five count! He then immediately moves right back in and begins to put the boots to Finn's already worked over midsection, driving him down completely to the mat on his backside, then pressing a boot into Finn's throat in a blatant choke! Dawn again is counting!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Bulldog breaks and from the outside, Bea starts arguing with Dawn about unfairly counting against Bulldog and to "butt out"! Bill moves in as Finn tries to recover and shake the proverbial cobwebs, but Barnhart drags him roughly back to a vertical base and he slams his head against the top turnbuckle. Bill then grabs two handfuls of his hair and grates his forehead across the top rope...!

Adams: Ooo! Rope burn!

Until they reach the next corner! Bill argues with Dawn for a moment before he grabs Finn again by the back of the head and runs him clear to the far corner and attempts to slam him face-first into the turnbuckle - only this time Finn blocks the attempt and slams his head in instead!

Simone: I think the champion has had just about enough!

Finn grabs Bill this time and he runs right to the next corner and slams Barnhart's face into the turnbuckle! The SCW Universe is starting to rally behind the champion, cheering him on as he repeats this to the next turnbuckle -- and the next!

Adams: Finn is going full circle!

Simone: And I think the Bulldog is seeing stars!

There is one final corner left and Bill Barnhart is now standing on shaky legs! Finn gets that running start and into the corner Bulldog's head goes! Bill staggers back from the corner and Finn leaps onto the middle turnbuckle and comes flying off, catching Bulldog with a flying clothesline that turns the ring veteran inside out! Bea is screeching from the outside as Finn dives on top of Bill, hooking the leg!

ONE!

TWO!

Bill kicks out!

Simone: try as Finn might, Bill Barnhart is not going to go down that easily.

Adams: You're going to have to give him more than that!

Simone: Considerably more!

And Finn Whelan is only too happy to oblige as he grabs Bill and drags him up to his feet and lays the burly man out with a short arm clothesline! Finn somersaults over, still maintaining the hold on his wrist. Finn pulls him up again and goes for a second short-arm clothesline but Bill manages to dodge the blow, only for Finn to fall back and strike with a Pele kick! Bill collapses to the mat and Finn goes right back to the middle turnbuckle and jumps off, landing with his full weight across Barnhart's sternum with a senton! Finn covers him again, this time hooking the inside leg!

ONE!

TWO!

Bea sneakily places Bill's boot on the bottom rope and calls it out to Dawn!

Adams: Oh come on! I doubt Bill needed Bea's assistance there!

Simone: Since when has that ever mattered to Bea Barnhart?

Finn is on bended knee, staring out at Bea who feigns innocence. The World Champion opts to continue and he grabs Bill and drags him to his feet and Irish whips him roughly into the near corner. Finn then moves in with a hard running elbow before climbing the turnbuckles, pinning Bulldog in! Finn then begins to unload a number of stiff right hands to Bill's skull as the SCW Universe counts along...!

Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT!...

When Bill suddenly has his arms wrapped around Finn's legs and brings him out of the corner!

Adams: Uh oh!

Bulldog carries the champion right to the center of the ring before popping him up and bringing him crashing down with a sit-out powerbomb!

Simone: Ohh! The back of Finn Whelan's head and back just bounced off of that mat!

Bill lays there, still reeling from the effects of Whelan's assault as Dawn begins to issue a count against both men...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Bill rolls over and falls across Finn's sternum for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

Finn kicks out!

The moment the champion kicks out and sits up to start fighting back, Bill wraps an arm around his throat from behind to hold him into place while whipping his free arm around into his head and face from behind in repeated stiff blows! Bill then stands up, bringing Finn up along with him. He wraps his arms around Finn's body in a bear hug and whips him over...!

Simone: A Belly To Bulldog suplex!

And straight into another cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Finn gets his shoulder up!

Adams: Not even the dreaded Belly to Bulldog could put Finn Whelan away!

But Finn has no chance to recover or fight back as Bill wrestles him down to the canvas, holding him rightly in a rear chinlock. Bill wrenches the hold in tightly, further wearing Finn Whelan down as the champion fights to remain in this match.

Simone: Once again Bill Barnhart is showcasing his vast wealth of ring knowledge. He has yet to be able to pin the champion so he's working on wearing him down to the point he can't fight back.

Finn is reaching for the ropes but Bill's dead weight is preventing him from gaining any traction against the mat. Finn starts to use his forearms to forcibly drag himself along with his unwanted passenger along for the ride, and is stretching - REACHING - and is just about to grab the ropes when Bulldog uses his boot to kick against the ropes and roll the both of them back to the center of the ring!

Adams: You just can't beat the amount of knowledge that Bill Barnhart possesses!

But this time as Bill retains the hold from behind, he also adds the benefit of wrapping his thick legs around Finn's waist in a scissors. But even as Fin finds himself weakening, he uses Bill's own momentum to continue rolling over and into the ropes where BOTH men tumble through the bottom and middle ropes and land on the ringside floor in a heap!

Adams: Oh boy!

Simone: I know Finn Whelan was looking for the break but this could be a mistake.

Adams: COULD be? The amount of damage Bill Barnhart can do on the outside of the ring is scary!

Dawn stands against the ropes, looking down upon both men and she begins to issue her mandatory count!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Bill is the first to get up!

FOUR!

FIVE!

Bill grabs Finn and sets the champion up for a Piledriver!

Simone: Oh dear god! If Bill hits this, especially on the outside, it'll definitely be all over!

SIX!

Bill makes the attempt and lifts Finn up but it is blocked!

SEVEN!

Bill tries a second time but suddenly Finn reverses it and he throws Barnhart up and over with a back body drop to the floor! Bulldog's back landing with a heavy thud on the unforgiving floor!

EIGHT!

Finn rolls into the ring -- then rolls right back out, breaking the count!

Adams: I think Finn could have won with a count out right there!

Simone: Finn Whelan does not want to get a cheap win like that handed to him.

Finn is on the ring apron and he proceeds to climb to the top of the corner, his back facing Bulldog who is slowly standing up and favoring his back. Finn casts one last look behind him before standing upright and leaping back...!

Adams: OH MY GOD!

And Finn wipes Barnhart out with a moonsault clear to the outside!

Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!

Meanwhile, Dawn's count is continuing...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Finn is back on his feet and he rolls Bulldog back inside of the ring!

FIVE!

Finn goes to climb back in when suddenly Bea dives and grabs him by the leg, holding him to the floor and from out of the referee's sight!

Simone: Oh for the love of...! Get her PUT of there!

Adams: No! She's going to cost Finn the match!

SIX!

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

Suddenly the crowd goes NUTS as someone is racing down the aisle!

Adams: Who...???

Simone: It's Kayla Richards!

"Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards makes the save! She spins around the corner of the ring and dives on top of Bea, knocking her free from Finn's leg!

NINE!

And Finn just BARELY makes it back inside of the ring!

Simone: Thank GOD!

Adams: Thank KAYLA!

Bea manages to break away from Kayla and she jumps the barricade to escape but Kayla leaps over the railing and gives chase straight through the crowd! Meanwhile inside of the ring, a bewildered Finn watches the outcome of this briefly when Bill grabs him from behind and runs him into the ropes and rolls him up into a Backlund cradle!

ONE!

TWO!

Finn kicks him off into the ropes! Bill rebounds of and Finn kips up and catches Barnhart with a sleeper slam!

Adams: Fenian Rising!

Bill lands hard on his back and Finn with the immediate cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner! FINN! WHELAN!!!!

Dawn Barnes raises Finn's arm in a hard fought victory as the camera cuts backstage, with Kayla briefly shown still chasing Bea through the halls as staff and wrestler alike dive out of the way!

Simone: Finn Whelan with a hard fought win over Bill Barnhart who came THIS CLOSE to putting the champion away!

Adams: No thanks to Bea Barnhart but I think Kayla is taking care of that right now!

Simone: Fans, we are about out of time but next week we arrive in Phoenix, Arizona's Global Credit Union Arena for the final leg of our journey that is Blaze of Glory XIII!

Adams: And then -- Blaze of Glory XIII in Tucson!

Simone: For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone! So long everyone!

There is a final shot of Finn Whelan standing inside of the ring as the screen fades out to credits.

THANK YOU! To everyone who wrote for this show. Match writers and segments are always appreciated and highly valued! Without all of you, there would be no SCW!