As he says that, he pauses, takes a deep breath, and continues.

Hitamashii: Everybody knows that you are bigger than me, both in height and weight, but that stuff does not matter. Everybody knows the story of David vs Goliath story from the Bible, and how David defeated the much larger Goliath. Much like the way that story, I will get one over on Bill Barnhart and show how slow, lumbering, and pathetic he truly is.

Hitamashii cackles as the scene fades to black.

Backstage. Ms. Rocky Mountains stands with a poised Mercedes Vargas, who looks unfazed despite her recent setback.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Mercedes, after coming up short in the Elimination Chamber at Blaze of Glory-eliminated by Cassie Wolfe, no less-how are you approaching tonight's match against her?

Mercedes smoothly tightens the straps of her gear, locking in her focus like a warrior preparing for battle.

Mercedes: Blaze of Glory was supposed to be my coronation, but instead, I got a front-row seat to Cassie Wolfe's fifteen minutes of fame. This interview should have been with me as champion, but here we are. Kayla Richards is back on top, but I'm not going anywhere-not tonight, not ever.

Mercedes leans in, her tone dripping with bravado.

Mercedes: Cassie caught me once, but lightning doesn't strike twice, mamita. Tonight, she'll learn there's a difference between making history and being history. After I'm done, she'll wish she never stepped into my spotlight. She had her moment, now she's just another name on my checklist.

Mercedes flashes a confident, almost dismissive smile, with a blend of arrogance and allure as she struts off, leaving Ms. Rocky Mountains speechless.

We catch a glimpse of a backstage camera person who is quickly walking up and down the backstage hallways. We are not sure if they are looking for anyone to focus their camera on or if then are looking for a specific person or wrestler. When the camera person turns a corner they stop as they see Bill and Bea Barnhart walking down the hallway in the direction that leads to the staging area where wrestlers wait to make their entrances for their matches. When Bill and Bea notice the camera person they thank them for joining them so that they can make comments before Bill's match against Hitamashii for the 2025 Blast From The Past match.

Bea: Thank you for locating us and offering to broadcast our pre-match comments for Bill's match against Hitamashii.

Bill: I agree with Bea as there are many times a camera person, or a backstage Interviewer, skips over wrestlers like us because they feel let down if they are not always interviewing the top wrestlers. My feeling is that ALL wrestlers should be searched out by camera persons or interviewers even if they suck like Hitamashii does.

Bea: Was that comment concerning Hitamashii really necessary Bill?

Bill: Yes.

Bea: Come on Bill. Would you please be nicer to the other wrestlers, especially your current opponent, and try to say something nice about them?

Bill: Hmmm. Say something nice about Hitamashii. Let me think of something nice to say about Hitamashii.

While Bill is trying to think of something nice to say about Hitamashii we see Bea glaring at Bill.

Bea: Well???

Bill: Okay!!! It is NICE that Hitamashii has been inactive in wrestling for several years. It is NICE that Hitamashii is shorter and lighter than I am so that I will use my height and weight as an advantage to defeat him in our match. If it NICE that Hitamashii will return into retirement so that we will not have to deal with him again soon. How was that Bea?

Bea: Bill you are a fortunate man to be married to me as I put up with your attitude directed at other wrestlers. But I do have to be honest that I agree with everything you said about Hitamashii.

A Backstage Attendant approaches Bill and Bea and informs them to get into position to make their entrance and the two move to the staging area to be ready to make their entry for Bill's match against Hitamashii.

The always flamboyant and ever 'fierce' referee Holly Wood steps inside of the ring, ready to officiate this upcoming contest.

Justin: The following contest is a first round match in the 2025 Blast From the Past Memorial tournament!

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! From Lawrenceville, Georgia, and weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds! "The 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: "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart! Former champion many times over. A Hall of Famer in the AWA and elsewhere, and many are saying a favorite to go all the way in the Blast From the Past.

Adams: Especially if Bea decides to get involved - not that she ever admits to doing such a thing.

Simone: Oh, of course not.

Justin: And introducing his opponent!

The opening riffs of Fire In Our House by Astral Doors hits the speakers and Kingingiseisha "Hitamashii" Shirasu comes out to the stage, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. Hitamashii 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: From Himeji, Japan! Weighing one hundred and ninety two pounds! -- HITAMASHII!!!!

Hitamashii 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.

Adams: Welcome back to Sin City Wrestling, Hitamashii!

Simone: If there's any one man that could knock the veteran "Bulldog" out of this event, you are looking at him. Right there!

Holly ensures both men are ready to begin and she calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

The two men stare at one another from out of their corners, neither one wanting to make the first move and risk the disadvantage, knowing the skill sets and reputations of the other. They slowly emerge from their corners and circle the ring to size each other up, but neither takes that first step forward. They pause and look to lock up, but they stop. They circle once again and pause in wait, inching themselves closer but do not lock up just yet. That is when Bea Barnhart grabs the middle rope and is about to pull herself up onto the apron - and Hitamashii and Holly both see this. Holly goes over immediately to reprimand her and this distracts Hitamashii just long enough for Bill to take advantage. He rushes forward, clobbering his opponent in the back with a forearm that knocks the Japanese Superstar to the mat and on his knees.

Adams: Of course!

Simone: Bea Barnhart unfortunately did what she set out to do and distracted her husband's opponent, allowing him to quickly take the upper hand.

The crowd boos as Barnhart goes to town, throwing down on his opponent with a flurry of heavy forearm blows to the back that drives Hitamashii to his hands and knees. Bill immediately starts to deliver a series of double axe handle blows to the exposed back of Hitamashii. Bill follows this up with a short arm clothesline and then goes for the cover

ONE!

Hitamashii quickly kicks out!

Adams: Wow! Not even a two count!

Bill immediately grabs the head of Hitamashii and locks it in a reverse chin lock and puts all of his weight on the neck of the Japanese star and hollering at Hitamashii that he is going to do far worse to him the longer the match goes on. Hitamashii starts to fight his way out of this particular hold. He finally manages to get to a vertical base as he drives some elbows into the ribs of Bill as that frees him - and then he quickly grabs Bulldog around the waist from the side and brings him over with a snap Saito suplex! Hitamashii with his own quick cover…

ONE!

And Barnhart kicks out quickly, showing his own toughness and resiliency!

Hitamashii watches and waits as Bill begins to rise to his feet. Hitamashii runs to the ropes and springboards off of them for a flying bulldog, but the veteran Barnhart steps aside to evade the blow. He immediately grabs Hitamashii in a full nelson, throws him up into the air and slams him down hard! Bill then grabs him by his legs and turns him over into a Belly to Bulldog suplex and right into another cover!

ONE!

TWO!

Hitamashii gets a shoulder up!

Barnhart then immediately grabs Hitamashii by the legs and turns him over into a Boston crab!

Simone: Barnhart is using one of Hitamashii's favorite holds against him!

Adams: Oh the insult!

Holly is right there as Bulldog leans back into the hold, putting an insane amount of pressure on the small of Hitamashii's back! Holly asks if he wants to submit or tap out but he absolutely refuses! Hitamashii props himself on his forearms, attempting to alleviate some of the pressure! He tries to reach for the ropes but just as he draws near, Bulldog drags him away and turns their position around, keeping his opponent away from the ropes!

Simone: The ring awareness of "Bulldog" Bill really shining through here.

But Hitamashii is not one to give up easily as he again pushes himself up onto his hands – and with one titanic push, uses his leg strength to throw Bulldog off and forward, sending the veteran tumbling through the ropes and to the outside!

Adams: Oh! Bulldog landed face-first!

Barnhart slowly rolls over onto his back as Hitamashii bypasses the referee to climb through the ropes and step out onto the apron. Hitamashii then jumps off the apron, delivering the Coup de Grâce flying double foot stomp into Bill's midsection!

Simone: Barnhart's stomach is solid but there's only so much even he can withstand.

Adams: Yeah, we're likely to see what Bill had for dinner at the buffet.

Holly is counting both men out of the ring as Bea is screaming for her husband to get up!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

FOUR!

Hitamashii climbs back up onto the apron as Bulldog struggles to his feet.

FIVE!

Hitamashii uses the ropes to springboard back into a moonsault, wiping Barnhart out!

SIX!

SEVEN!

Hitamashii drags Bill up and rolls him back inside before following him in. Hitamashii immediately makes the climb to the nearest corner as Bill starts to rise back to a vertical base. Bulldog turns around at Bea's warning shout and Hitamashii leaps, catching Barnhart with a flying Hurricanrana! Bulldog's legs are trapped under Hitamashii's arms for the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THR-Bulldog powers out of the pin!

Adams: Oh almost! Hitamashii almost advanced to the second round!

Hitamashii stares at Holly before relenting and stands up, bringing Bulldog up along for the ride - but Barnhart delivers a heavy forearm blow that staggers Hitamashii back a number of steps! Hitamashii does not back down and he spins around, delivering a spinning back fist to Bill that knuckles the big man heavily against the ropes! Bill comes off the ropes and Hitamashii attempts a roundhouse kick but Bulldog ducks and he grabs him from behind in a sleeper!

Adams: Sweet Dreams!

But Hitamashii counters quickly, throwing Bulldog off over his shoulder! Bill gets to his feet and Hitamashii dropkicks him in the small of the back, knocking Barnhart forward into the corner! Bill slowly turns around and is right there for a flying calf kick that drops Barnhart onto his keister!

Simone: Hitamashii is firmly in control of this!

Hitamashii slowly peels Bill up off of the mat and picks him up onto his shoulders, depositing him onto the top of the near corner. Hitamashii then climbs up to the very top…

Adams: Is he going for the Frankensteiner???

Simone: I believe he is! If he hits this, it's over for the Bulldog!

Hitamashii jumps and scissors his head … but the maneuver is blocked!

Adams: Uh OHHH!

The brute strength of Bill Barnhart comes into play here as he powers Hitamashii back up and then jumps - DELIVERING A POWERBOMB FROM THE TOP!

Simone: Good LORD!

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

Bulldog staggers to his feet and drags Hitamashii up and sets him up for a piledriver, dropping him right on his head! Bulldog with the cover!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner! Advancing to the Semi-Finals! "BULLDOG" BILL BARNHART!!!

The crowd boos as Bea pushes Holly away so that SHE can raise the arm of her husband!

Simone: All I can say is that Hitamashii gave Bill Barnhart the fight of his life!

Adams: I just hope this isn't the last we've seen of Hitamashii!

The scene opens backstage at Climax Control where we see Cassie warming up ahead of her match with Mercedes.

Cassie: Ahh Mercedes, if there was a poster girl for "stubborn older Bombshell who doesn't know when to quit"? Well it would be Jessie but you are a very close second!

Cassie states as she leans against the wall.

Cassie: And now, after the tag match and the Elimination Chamber Match? We're finally meeting one on one! The youngest in the division against the oldest!

Cassie cracks her knuckles.

Cassie: Time for the young pup to show the old bitch how it's done!

Cassie walks off as the scene fades.

As the Stockholm crowd sits patiently waiting for the promised advertised show to begin, they enjoy the video packages that accompany SCW Climax Control. The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.

5

4

3

Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on. She nods asd the crowd explodes for their countrywoman. Seleana gets the microphone and steps to the middle of the ring.

Seleana Zdunich: Hej Stockholm!

The crowd roars again as Seleana stands there smiling broadly.

Seleana Zdunich: Jag är glad över att vara hemma här i Sverige.

When her name is announced Cassie spins around flashing the metal horns sign with her left hand and clapping fans hands with the other, when she reaches the ring Cassie jumps onto the apron before giving her hair a full flip and removing her jacket to give to a stagehand, she then jumps over the top rope and into the ring, rolling to her knees and basking in the moment.

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

Justin: Making her way to the ring (or depending on where Mercedes is when the ring announcer begins the introduction, Coming down the aisle, About to enter the ring, or Currently in the ring), from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!

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

DING DING DING!

Cassie Wolfe and Mercedes Vargas step to the middle of the ring while Seleana steps back after calling for the bell to start the festivities proper. Mercedes just looks at Seleana and shakes her head at the very presence of the tall Swedish woman. Cassie watches as Mercedes makes a comment to Seleana. Seleana barely even acknowledges that Mercedes said anything, simply motioning at both competitors to bring it on. Cassie steps forward like she wants to while Mercedes waves her off and says something else to Seleana. Cassie steps forward again and for the second time, Mercedes all but pie faces her to blow her off in order to make a derogatory comment to the referee. Cassie just stares at her incredulously as Mercedes tries to argue with Seleana and the Swedish woman in the referee shirt all but ignores her completely.

Adams: What is Mercedes doing? She's paying way more attention to Seleana than she is to her actual opponent and Cassie doesn't look like she appreciated it.

Simone: She's trying to get into their heads and it appears to be working far better on Cassie than it is Seleana.

Adams: Sedleana looks like she's learned it's better to just ignore her.

Simone: She might find the words that will get to Seleana. Remember, Seleana speaks multiple languages, Mercedes could find them and no one else would know what she said depending on which one she uses for it.

Mercedes almost pushes Seleana to get the referee's attention. Seleana ignores her just as before and Mercedes' annoyance level goes up. How could this woman not give this attention it deserves as the appointed official for this match? Cassie shoves Mercedes and Mercedes pie faces her to show how little she thinks Cassie matters in this whole encounter. Cassie steps back and registers the movement, her face effectively saying did Mercedes really just do that? She slowly turns back as Mercedes continues to give Seleana a piece of her mind, speaking in rapid fire Spanish to show her displeasure with the whole thing. Seleana shrugs it off, seemingly not caring at all about what Mercedes' major malfunction is or even could possibly be. Mercedes ups thr volume as she continues screaming at Seleana in Spanish. Cassie rears back and bitch slaps the taste out of Mercedes' mouth, damn near knocking her head clean off in the process.

Adams: Cassie Wolfe just got close to taking Mercedes Vargas' head off with that slap! You gotta believe Mercedes can't ignore that anymore!

Simone: It's Mercedes Vargas. Yes she can and she just might. Although its' also possible that she'll just try and show Cassie where her place is in all of this on general principle and because she truly believes that both of the other women in the ring tonight are beneath her and how dare they think otherwise!

Adams: Even Seleana looks impressed with the force that Cassie just brought to bear on Mercedes. This will not end well for somebody tonight.

Simone: No, you would think not. The way this is going, something bad will happen and Mercedes will either end up laughing hysterically or flat on her ass because she finally pushed the wrong button too hard.

Mercedes recoils from the impact and staggers a step. Cassie jumps onto her back and rolls into a victory roll. Seleana drops down into position. ''

ONE!

TWO!

Mercedes kicks out!

Cassie gets to her feet and stars to stomp at Mercedes but misses. Mercedes rolls all the way to the edge of the ring and then slides off, landing on her feet and walking towards the barricade to give herself a breather. Cassie slides out after her and nails Mercedes from behind with a stiff lariat. Mercedes falls against the guardrail as Seleana calls them back to the ring. Cassie moves in closer. Mercedes grabs her and pulls Cassie so that Cassie crashes into the guardrail face first. Cassie hits hard and bounces back. Mercedes grabs her from behind and slings her into the ring. Seleana steps back to give them room. Mercedes climbs back in, muttering at Seleana as she does so. She looks forn the cover and Seleana drops into position.

ONE!

TWO!

Cassie kicks out!

Adams: My God, actual action in this one now that Mercedes got what she got! She can't just dick around with everything anymore.

Simone: Cassie got tired of being blown off and Mercedes is trying to remind her of the pecking order they're supposed to occupy. Mercedes definitely believes she's on top and everyone else is just being allowed to dwell here in her world.

Adams: She has accomplished enough to justify a certain level of confidence in herself but that's a little rich even for her, don't you think?

Simone: I think if you can, then no. If you can't then it's not just a little rich, it's proof that you need to rethink who you think you are.

Mercedes complains to Seleans about the count speed, thinking she's obviously gone slow for the Argentinian legend. Seleana tells her it's one count for everyone. Mercedes says something in Spanish that visibly upsets Seleana. Cassie grabs Mercedes for a flash inside cradle. Seleana drops for a count.

ONE!

TWO!

Mercedes reverses the cradle!

ONE!

TWO!

Cassie kicks out!

Mercedes complains again and Seleana threatens to disqualify her if she doesn't shut up and get back to the match. Mercedes screams you can't do that loud enough to wake the dead. Seleana points to her shirt and informs Mercedes that she does, in fact, have the authority to do that whether Mercedes likes it or not. Mercedes starts to scream back when Cassie catches her for a roll-up from behind.

ONE!

TWO!

Mercedes kicks out!

Cassie gets up and hista dropkick that sends Mercedes into the corner. She bounces hard off the turnbuckles and Cassie delivers a nasty running knee strike. Mercedes tumbles down to the mat. Cassie covers her.

ONE!

TWO!

Mercedes barely gets a shoulder up!

Cassie steps over to pull M

ONE!

TWO!

Cassie kicks out!

Mercedes is propelled into the ropes. She rebounds back and Cassie hits a discus lariat that drops Mercedes hard. Cassie covers.

ONE!

TWO!

Mercedes kicks out!

The two stagger up and Mercedes hits a codebreaker but rather than cover, she turns tio scream at Seleana in Spanish again. Seleana stares at her in utter astonishment, unable to believe that Mercedes is doing what she's doing. Mercedes says something that makes Seleana

Glare at Mercedes in anger. Merceeds says something else in Spanish and Seleana throws the En Kristens Rättighet punch. Mercedes dodges just enough to make Seleana miss her intended target and knock out Cassie instead. Cassie goes down hard and Mercedes jumps on for the cover. Seleana covers her face in shock, horror and embarrassment as Mercedes screams at her to count. Seleana drops down slowly and counts.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Adams: My God, Seleana knocked Cassie out trying to hit Mercedes!

Simone: Mercedes must have found that button to press and pressed the shit out of it judging by how angry Seleana got.

Adams: And from the look on her face after, you can tell that wasn't what she was aiming for when she threw that punch.

Simone: What did Mercedes say? What is going to happen now? What is Cassie gonna say when she wakes up?

Seleana backs off still looking like she can't believe she just did what she did. Mercedes rolls away and scampers away, smirking cruelly as she does so even while looking scared to stay there after watching that punch fly by her head and miss by mere millimeters.

Justin: Here is your winner, Mercedes Vargas!

Cassie is sitting in the ring, leaning against the ring ropes following her match against Mercedes Vargas, the Aussie is tired from the match but Josh is applauding her efforts.

Simone: Cassie just had a hard fought match and it's a shame that she isn't in the tournament!

Adams: No thanks to Mikah!

Cassie uses the top rope to pull herself up but the crowd suddenly starts booing, confused Cassie looks around before noticing Victoria and Vincent making their way down the ramp.

Simone: What do they want? She just had a match!

Adams: This has to be part of Victoria's plans for Harper!

Like a couple of vultures, the two circle around Cassie, before Victoria is given a mic

Victoria: Cassie Wolfe. The supposed friend of Harper Mason. You know Harper was doing just fine until you showed up, riding her coattails and stealing her spotlight.

The two continue to circle her as Victoria speaks

Victoria: You're holding her back from her true potential Cassie. Is that what a friend does? Takes opportunities away like Blast from the Past? I'm trying to help Harper unlock her true potential, and you're doing nothing but getting in the way of allowing her to reach that. So you know what?

Victoria pauses and smirks.

Victoria: I think it's time we help her out, help her get rid of the deadweight.

Vincent had made his way outside the ring, as Victoria was talking and slid VIctoria a chair, which she grabbed.

Victoria: If you're truly her friend, you'll understand and be willing to make this sacrifice for her, and for the greater good….

Suddenly the crowd comes alive as Harper Mason comes sprinting down to the ring, in her street clothes but ready to stand up for Cassie nonetheless, Victoria glances at Harper as she slides into the ring but "accidentally" drops the chair which Harper picks up.

Simone: Thank god Harper came out!

Adams: She's not dressed to fight but she's ready to stand up for Cass all the same!

Harper takes a swing at Victoria with the chair but at the last moment Victoria grabs Cassie and uses the Aussie as a human shield against the chair!

Simone: Oh no!

Adams: Things just went from bad to worse!

Victoria spins Cassie around so she can see Harper and the twenty year old is beside herself! But before Harper can explain herself? Victoria drops Cassie with her version of the Lyons Roar! Victoria quickly exits the ring with a mic and Vincent just behind her.

Victoria: Like I said Harper, drop the dead weight for the greater good. If she's truly your friend, she'll understand and she'll be willing to make that sacrifice for you. Just…think about it.

Victoria smirks before dropping the mic and making her way back up the ramp with Vincent, Harper quickly checks on Cassie and she's joined by Josh in the ring.

Simone: Remember what happened after Harper accidentally hit Cass with a Missile Dropkick in a tag match? This might be ten times worse!

Adams: Cassie was mad about that for weeks, but this?!

Josh helps Cassie to the back while Harper trails behind as the scene fades.

The scene opens backstage where we see Logan Hunter and Brooke Shields standing by, Marissa can be seen in the background looking at stuff on her phone.

Logan: Blast from the Past was supposed to be MY MOMENT! But the old man didn't stay down when he was supposed to.

Brooke: Kris thinks he's so hot kicking out of the Hopes End? PUH-LEASE! That senile old fool will be laughed out of the building when he inevitably loses his spot in the tournament!

Logan: And to whoever my next opponent is? Pray to your god for the mercy that I will never give! Woe to the Vanquished, for the losses of the old and foolish will not be mourned! And my next opponent had better pray for salvation as they embrace oblivion!

Logan and Brooke walk off and Marissa shakes her head.

Marissa: I might be the oldest of the Shields Twins but even I am feeling like the mother of this trio at this point!

Marissa sighs as she shakes her head.

Marissa: I'm going to be growing grey hairs by the time we reach Paris for the final stop, aren't I?

Marissa walks off as the scene fades.

By that point the cameras were coming back to the ringside area for the next scheduled contest of the night. "Love you to Death." from Type O Negative: We hear a violin and a piano playing softly in the background before the dark voice of Peter Steele can be heard softly singing until he utters the Beast is Going to get ya yeah…. This causes flames to shoot out from the entrance ramp as Melissa walks out to the arena accompanied by CCPE's CEO Kat Jones

Justin: The following contest is a Blast From The Past tournament round. It will be contested under traditional Triple Threat Rules. Coming to the ring first. Being accompanied by Kat Jones. Standing at five foot nine and weighing in at one hundred and thirty pounds. Hailing from Manhattan, New York. 'Lady Goth' MELISSA!

Melissa and Kat walk towards the ring, totally ignoring the crowd until they reach the middle of the ramp way. Melissa extends her arms as we hear Peter Steele sing Your wish is my command, causing Kat to take off her robe that she is wearing revealing her in ring wrestling gear. She walks towards the ring, slides underneath the bottom rope and stares at the crowd for a moment before turning her attention towards the crowd as we hear the chorus softly start to swing Let me Love you …. To death… Melissa then stands up and walks over towards her corner to await her opponents.

Adams: It has been quite some time since we have seen Melissa compete inside of a Sin City Wrestling ring. We're in for a real treat tonight.

Simone: We could be. You're right about that, but the one thing you do have to question. Is Melissa a hundred percent ready? All this time off. Ring rust is a thing.

Adams: Something tells me. She's going to be just fine. Not something we are going to have to worry about at all.

The arena is consumed by darkness. A low, distorted hum seeps through the speakers like a whisper slithering through the air. A deep purple strobe flickers erratically, casting eerie shadows across the stage. The tron screen glitches to life—flashes of crawling spiders, hollow-eyed skulls, and shattered, bleeding hearts. Then, a breathy, haunting voice crackles over the speakers:

"Do you feel it? That little shiver down your spine? … That's me."

Then—BOOM!

The opening riff of "Chaos in the Calm" rips through the speakers, sending a violent shockwave through the arena. A swirling, sickly violet mist floods the entrance ramp. From the haze, a shadow emerges—Lilith Locke. Her figure slowly becomes visible, clad in black and deep purple ring gear adorned with intricate spider webs and ominous skulls. She drags her fingers along her wristbands, the broken heart symbols catching the dim, flickering light as she twitches them with eerie anticipation.

Her lips curl into a sinister smirk as she drags a hand through her jet-black hair, streaked with deep violet highlights. Her piercing eyes, lined in smudged, dark makeup, lock onto the ring with a cold, predatory hunger. She moves down the ramp with an almost unnatural smoothness, her black knee-high Converse boots laced up tight, stomping methodically against the steel grating. Every step feels deliberate, like she's savoring the moment before the chaos begins.

Justin: And now introducing one of her opponents. All the way from Las Vegas, Nevada. LILITH LOCKE!

At ringside, she stops abruptly. Her fingers curl into the ropes, and with a sudden, jarring movement, she hoists herself onto the apron. She drops into a crouch, her red-painted lips parting slightly as she glares into the ring, then, almost snake-like, she slithers under the bottom rope.

Now inside, she rises in one fluid, eerie motion and paces the ring, dragging her fingers along the ropes like she's feeling the energy coursing through them. She circles, eyes locked onto her opponent, her head tilting slightly in that unsettling way—as if she's studying them, deciding how much she wants to make them suffer.

Finally, she backs into the corner, slumping lazily against it before flicking her tongue across her bottom lip, a slow, wicked grin spreading across her face. The music fades, but the tension in the air remains thick. The storm has passed… but the real chaos is about to begin.

Simone: Lilith is the woman. I believe could end up taking this thing tonight. The unpredictable nature she brings to any match is something that can work in her favor.

Adams: It's also something that could work against her Belinda. Being a little bit unstable has its cons. As much as it has its pros. I just hope for her sake. It's something she's got a handle on.

Simone: Even if it isn't under control. I don't believe Melissa or this new comer Frankie is going to prepare for something coming at them in the most unhinged ways.

The opening piano strokes of "Skeletons" by Wednesday 13 harbor the arrival of Frankie Holliday. As the guitar riffs begin to ramp up the song, Frankie parts the curtain. A sinister and knowing grin on her face as she doesn't acknowledge the response in any way, walking down to the ring.

Justin: And finally. On her way to the ring at this time. From Milwaukee, Wisconsin. 'The Snake' FRANKIE HOLLIDAY!

Once she hits the ringside area, she simply rolls under the bottom rope and sits in the corner, still with the grin across her lips. She even chuckles to herself as she readies herself for the match.

Adams: Here's the woman I think is going to take the win tonight. As much as I am excited for Melissa's return. I'm equally excited for this woman's official debut.

Simone: Couldn't have chosen a better time to do it either. The Blast From The Past tournament has propelled some of the superstars we have today!

Adams: That's exactly my point Belinda. This is Frankie's foot in the door here in Sin City Wrestling. Could end up being the best thing for her.

Simone: Only time will tell!

DING DING DING!

As soon as that bell rang Lilith took one look at Melissa and Frankie before dropping down and rolling herself right out of the ring. Making a gesturing motion with her hands for the two of them to go at it. The boos that were coming in her direction from the front row fell upon Lilith's deaf ears. Clearly paying them no mind at all. Back inside the ring Frankie started to circle around the ring forcing Melissa to follow in suit. It wasn't too long before the two of them met in the center of the ring for a collar and elbow tie up.

It was the few inches that Melissa had over Frankie that worked to her favor. Slightly taller than the woman and really using her strength to push her back towards the corner. She managed to push Frankie all the way back into the corner. Causing Drew to step right in to attempt to get Melissa to break it up. Thankfully there was a clean break as Melissa broke it off and lifted her hands up. Frankie was quick to take her thumb and jam it right into the eye of Melissa as soon as the hold was broken. Melissa favored her eye as she backed away a little.

Simone: What a cheap shot by Frankie right here in the early going!

Adams: With it being a triple threat match Belinda. There are no disqualifications. It's legal.

Simone: It may be legal. But it doesn't change the fact it's a cheap shot. Melissa broke that hold she had clean out of respect and that's how Frankie responds?

Adams: This is professional wrestling. Respect doesn't really get you as far as people would think or like. You of all people should know that by now.

Frankie found herself clubbing Melissa right in the back of the neck as she tried to get away. Bringing Melissa down to one knee. From there Frankie showed what kind of woman she intended to be. She reached around and began to dig her fingers right into that very eye she had thumbed moments ago. Sinking in that Eye Fish Hook and causing Melissa to scream out in agony as she tried to grab the woman's hands and pry them off of her. It wasn't any use. Finding herself digging those fingers into Melissa's eye a little deeper.

The screams of pain got a little louder. Until Frankie was forced to break the hold. All thanks to Lilith sliding back into the ring from behind her and clubbing the woman behind. Frankie stumbled forward but Lilith stayed on her. As she leaped up and landed a Dropkick to the shoulderblades of Frankie. She went flying forward shoulder first into the turnbuckle post. The nasty sound of flesh on steel was heard before Frankie rolled out of the ring to the outside holding her shoulder in pain. Lilith turned herself back around to see Melissa favoring her eye as she tried to stand up.

Lilith was alright with using her body as a weapon. Because the moment Melissa got her feet under her and stood back up. Lilith rushed the woman and threw her entire body at Melissa. Taking her off her feet with a Crossbody. Taking Melissa right off her feet. Lilith rolled right back to her feet. A smirk featured across her entire expression.

Adams: This tiny woman is diabolic. There is just something about her that tells us she's pure evil to her core!

Simone: I'm not so sure if I would say she's evil. I will however say there is something that's not right with her mental state. She does appear to be a little off her rocker there.

Lilith had her eyes on Melissa. Keeping her in her gaze. Clearly something was in her mind. Melissa was rolling over to get to her feet again. However the loud screaming of Frankie could be heard. As she came out of nowhere and blindsided Lilith with a Big Boot right to the face. Causing the tiny woman to hit the mat like a ton of bricks. She towered over the downed Lilith for a moment. Before turning herself around and seeing Melissa was on her feet.

Melissa tried to take control by charging forward first. Going for a clothesline, but Frankie had it well scouted with ducking forcing the woman to miss in a big way. As soon as Melissa was able to turn around. She was already a sitting duck. Frankie locked her arm around the chest of Melissa and then yanked her down. Slamming her face first into the mat with a thunderous Flatliner! Bashing her face off it with everything she had. Frankie wasted no time at all rolling Melissa into her back and make the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

MELISSA KICKS OUT!

Frankie shot a nasty look in Melissa's direction after she was able to kick out. Not the least bit impressed with the woman's ability to fight on. She rolled to her knees as she then grabbed a handful of Melissa's blonde hair and then started to pull her up to her feet with her. However the moment both women were at a vertical stance. Melissa took Frankie by surprise as she rushed straight back into the corner with force and speed. Starting to land a series of shoulder thrusts right to a trapped Frankie in the corner.

Simone: Thank goodness! I was starting to have some doubts about Melissa. She looked like she was dead in the water already.

Adams: That's the wife of Goth, Belinda. There's no real quit in that family. They'll take a beating all night long and find a way to crawl back in it.

Simone: This is truly the perfect opportunity to do so. Catching Frankie by surprise the way she did. She just has to stay on her.

Adams: And keep eyes in the back of her head at the same time. Lilith is an opportunist and will look for any opening she can to crawl back in this herself.

Another stiff shot from Melissa's shoulder to Frankie's gut had the woman seated in the corner. This allowed Melissa to back herself up some. Slapping her knee as she pointed right for Frankie's face. Showing her intentions. She started to rush across the ring in the direction of the woman. Yet, just as she got close. Lilith came out of nowhere. Leaping onto Melissa's shoulders and took the woman down with a huge hurricanrana. Melissa went flying across the ring and under the bottom rope to the floor on the outside.

Lilith turned herself back around to see Frankie using the ropes there in the corner to help pull herself back to her feet. She wasn't on her feet for long though. Lilith rushed in and delivered a nasty Corner Clothesline causing Lilith's head to snap back against the top turnbuckle. Lilith quickly grabbed a hold of the woman's head as she ran out of the corner, leaped up, and then drove Frankie into the mat with a modified Bulldog. No sooner than Frankie's head spiked off the mat. Lilith rolled her over to make her

Adams: Impressive bulldog from Lilith!

Simone: But do you think it's going to be enough?

ONE!

TWO!

FRANKIE SHOVES LILITH OFF HER WITH FORCE!

Simone: Nope! Frankie is not even close to giving up here.

Adams: We might be in for a real treat tonight with this triple threat! That never give up and never die attitude is the way to go!

Frankie was rolling away from Lilith with the intent to get to her feet. She had only got to her knees before Lilith leaped onto the woman's back. Quickly applying a Rear Naked Chokehold on the Bombshell. Lilith tightening her arms up around the woman's neck and then rolled to her back to take any leverage that Frankie had. Drew dropped down to one knee to check on Frankie with that submission snuggly locked in. Frankie shook her head as she tried to pry Lilith's arms away, but it was no use. That submission was locked in as deep as it could get.

In the corner of the ring Melissa could be seen using the apron to pull herself up on the outside seeing what was taking place. Seeing Frankie bring her hand up caused Melissa to panic. Finding herself quickly sliding into the ring and running to over to drop a massive elbow on Frankie's chest squashing Lilith nder Frankie in the process. Lilith had no choice but to break the hold she had on the woman. With Melissa taking it upon herself to reach down and grab a hold of Frankie yanking her off of Lilith. With ease, she picked the woman up by her long hair and then tossed her across the ring.

The body of Frankie hit with a thud as she rolled to the corner and stayed there. Melissa turned herself back around to where Lilith was crawling away from the woman trying to get to her feet. Melissa just reached down and grabbed a hold of the tiny woman's hair. Yanking her up to her feet for a brief second. Long enough to whip Lilith into the corner. She hit with a thud and stayed in place. Long enough for Melissa to rush in and connect with a huge Corner Splash there in the corner. Causing Lilith to go limp and fall forward into Melissa's body.

Adams: Ooooh! I just know that had to hurt. Flattened Lilith like a pancake there!

Simone: You might think that a thirteen pound difference isn't a big deal, but it is when someone is using all their body to come at you with full force!

Adams: You hit the nail on the head there Belinda. Melissa is quite the powerhouse and knows how to use it to her advantage.

Simone: She finally has herself rolling here. It looks like. That could truly spell bad news for Lilith and Frankie.

With Lilith seemingly out on her feet. Melissa grabbed a hold of Lilith by the waist and lifted her straight up into the air. Forcing the woman to sit on the top rope. Forcing her legs out to straddle up there. Melissa sizing Lilith's chest up with a huge Chop across it. Leading to Lilith leaning all the way back against the metal post. This is exactly what Melissa wanted as she started to straddle the ropes herself. Climbing up there. She got up to the second ring and grabbed Lilith by her head. She was clearly setting up for something, but it was put to a stop when Frankie leaped up from behind her and landed a shot to the back.

That shot to the back forced Melissa to let go of Lilith and she herself fell forward some. Frankie was far from done as she found herself getting right up under the legs of Melissa. With impressive strength she had Melissa off the ropes and sitting on her shoulders. Backing away from the corner with the woman on her shoulders. That proved to be an opening for Lilith as she found herself starting to stand up on the to rope. Melissa had a state of panic on her face moments before Lilith leaped from the top rope. She landed a Missile Dropkick to Melissa's chest as Frankie dropped back with an Electric Chair.

A double team move on Lady Goth! The crowd popped huge for what they saw as Lilith found herself trying to take advantage of the situation. She crawled right over to the downed Melissa to make the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

TH- FRANKIE YANKS LILITH OFF OF MELISSA!

Lilith had rage in her eyes as she shot a look at Frankie. By then Frankie had backed up and was waving the girl to come her way. Almost challenging her. Slamming her hands against the mat in frustration. Lilith got right back to her feet and charged at Frankie. That's what she wanted though. Straight up suckered Lilith in. Because the moment she got close. Frankie landed a stiff kick to the gut that forced the woman to double over in pain.Frankie hooking Lilith by her head long enough to lift her up and drop her in the center of the ring with "DAHMER DRIVER" spiking the woman's head off the mat. Frankie went for the cover without hesitation.

ONE!

Simone: Is that lights out for Lilith?!

TWO!

Adams: It very well could be! Frankie drove Lilith on her head with all her might!

THRE-NOOO!

LILITH KICKS OUT WITH EVERYTHING SHE HAD!

Simone: That was a close call! A real close call!

Adams: Half a second away from seeing Frankie advance in Blast From The Past!

Frankie was in firm control. She could taste victory being right around the corner. Thus why she didn't seem to lose her composure. Standing herself right back up and turning to Lilith. Not giving the woman a chance as she yanked her up by the roots of her hair. With a well placed kick to the gut to double Lilith over and keep the pressure on. Frankie lifted Lilith up and locked her in an awkward position. She was signaling for "BLACK RIVER FAL-NOOO!" At the very last second Lilith was able to counter as she flipped out of it and landed on her feet. Frankie didn't have a chance to turn herself around.

Before Lilith shoved Frankie forward. Sending her right into the clutches of Melissa who caught the stumbling Frankie and lifted her straight up to plant a Spine Buster in the middle of the ring. A loud scream came from Frankie as she held her back and went rolling away from the woman favoring that lower back of hers. Melissa didn't even get a chance to make her next move. Before Lilith rushed in and connected with a Head Scissors that resulted in quickly applying "COMFORT IN CHAOS" mid-rotation. Melissa instantly drops down to one knee in pain.

Adams: Lilith with Comfort In Chaos! That signature Octopus Stretch of hers!

Simone: Melissa is looking like she's going to fade and fast. For such a tiny woman Lilith has some serious power in those legs!

Based on the close up shot from the cameras. Melissa's eyes could be seen starting to shut as she was going a little on the limp side. Drew was right there to check on Melissa. Gripping her arm and raising it in the air to see if she was out cold. Before he could even drop it. Frankie came in and kicked Lilith right in the head causing them both to topple over as well as the submission hold to be broken. Lilith rolled over holding the back of her head and neck where she had been kicked.

Frankie was hot on her trail. Reaching down and grabbing a hold of her hair to start pulling her up. She got Lilith to her knees. Only for Lilith to completely take the woman by surprise. She scooped Frankie up onto her shoulders with ease and quickness. Turning around to drive Frankie down on top of Melissa with "STORM IN MY HEAD"! Frankie bounced off the body of Melissa and went rolling across the ring. Lilith sees this as the best opportunity for her. She quickly made the cover on Melissa. Being sure to hook both legs for the extra leverage.

ONE!

TWO!

THR-NO!

MELISSA KICKS OUT AT THE LAST SECOND!

Frustration set in on Lilith's face, but she didn't allow it to completely consume her. She found herself rolling away and quickly crawling to where Frankie was laying. She rolled her onto her back and quickly went for the cover on her. Again the same situation where she hooked both legs for that extra leverage. All in hopes it would be enough to get that victory. Again Drew got himself in position to make that count.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE-NOOOOOOO!

FRANKIE REACHES UP AND GRABS THE BOTTOM ROPE!

Instantly, the count is waved off the moment Drew sees her hand. Lilith glared at Drew and then looked to see herself. That was enough to send the woman into a bit of a melt down. Slamming her hands down against the mat in pure frustration. Slowly working herself up to her feet. Stomping about just very mentally unstable over not being able to secure the victory.

Simone: I think we are witnessing Lilith come undone right before our very eyes!

Adams: Well like you said earlier, Belinda. She's a woman that's a little off her rocker.

Simone: Right this second. She's a lot off her rocker.

Adams: To be honest Lilith. Better find a way to reel it in before it cost her this match!

Lilith was pulling at her roots and screaming at the top of her lungs. That little meltdown was about to prove to be costly. Because Melissa was up and on her feet. She grabbed a hold of the wrist of Lilith and spun her around. With no hesitation she scooped Lilith up onto her shoulders. Lilith instantly showed fight with elbows to the side of Melissa's head. Trying to wiggle free, but she had a tight grip on her. That was until Frankie exploded out of nowhere connecting with a Spear on Melissa who in return delivered a Samoan Drop to Lilith as they went down! Frankie crawled right over the top of Melissa to make that cover.

Adams: Frankie with a massive spear that took out both her opponents!

ONE!

Simone: I think Lilith might've take the worst of it!

TWO!

Adams: Frankie is closing in on the victory! She's about to advance!

THRE-NOOOO!

AGAIN MELISSA FINDS A WAY TO KICK OUT!

Simone: Melissa still has a fight in her?! How?! She is taking quite the beating tonight!

A close up shot of Melissa's face was shown as she rolled over. She looked like she was barely even there, but the fight still continued in the woman. Frankie's face said it all. She had enough of everything as she pushed herself to her feet. She walked right over to Melissa and grabbed a handful of those blonde locks. Yanking the woman up to her feet. However as soon as she did. Melissa completely clobbered the woman with a forearm smash sending Frankie stumbling back a little bit. That was the opening that Melissa needed as she lined Frankie up for something huge.As soon as Frankie went to come forward. Melissa spun around and threw her foot out for...

"SHADE OF BLACK"

BUT FRANKIE DUCKS

AND IT CONNECTS WITH LILITH!

That bottom of that woman's foot striking Lilith with everything it had. Lilith's poor eyes could be seen rolling into the back of her head as she hit the mat harshly. That brief moment where Melissa looked a little shocked at where the kick had landed. That's all that Frankie needed. She rolled Melissa right up from behind. Making sure to grab a handful of tights in the process. Drew was completely oblivious to the unfair advantage Frankie had as he made the count.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

As soon as the bell sounded. Frankie let go of the tights of Melissa and had herself rolling out of the ring to get out of dodge. Melissa sat up in the middle of the ring in complete shock at what happened and how fast it had happened. Lots and lots of boos starting to ring out.

Justin: Here is your winner and advancing in the Blast from the Past tournament. FRAAAANNNKKIIIEEEE HOOOOLLLLIIIIDAAAYYYY!

There was a shot of Frankie standing in the middle of the walk away to the ring. A sinister little grin plastered across her lips. While she lifted her own arm into the air as a sign of victory. Of course the crowd wasn't letting it slide. Although it didn't seem like it mattered to her. Back inside the ring Melissa was trying to explain that Frankie had a hold of her tights, but Drew was explaining he didn't see it.

Simone: Wow. Frankie is moving on.

Adams: Why do you sound so surprised?! I said she had a very good chance at the start of this match.

Simone: It's not that I'm surprised. I'm simply just disappointed in the way she had to go about the win.

Adams: Look, I don't like a cheater anymore than you do. But sometimes that's just how things play out. We can't fault the woman for taking whatever road she felt was needed. There's a potential shot at the Bombshell World Championship at the end of this rainbow!

Once again the cameras went back to where Frankie was standing. That smirk of hers still very featured as she seemed to be mocking Melissa's crying in the ring with her other hand. The crowd was still throwing boos and even insults at that point in her direction. All of which appeared to fall upon deaf ears. That's when the cameras proceeded to cut away from the ring and head elsewhere for the time being.

We cut to the medic's office where we see Cassie being checked on after her match with Mercedes and the aftermath with Victoria and Harper, the manager of Cassie and Harper, Joshua Acquin, is there with her.

Joshua: How are you feeling Cassie?

Cassie: Sore as fuck but I'll live! Not sure who I'm more mad at.

As if on cue the door opens and Cassie's expression darkens when she sees who it is.

Cassie: What do you want Harp?!

The camera pans over to show Harper, still in her street clothes, standing at the doorway.

Harper: I wanted to check up on you Cass.

Cassie: Your whole mess with Victoria is why I'm in this position in the first place!

Harper: I know but………..

Cassie: Save it! You've done enough damage for tonight!

Josh quickly intervenes and takes Harper out of the office for a chat.

Joshua: How are you feeling Harper?

Harper: Terrible! I never meant for any of that to happen!

Joshua: I know and I should've stepped in sooner! I don't kbow what the bosses will do after this but it probably won't be good.

Harper: Yeah, no shit!

Harper glances at Cassie.

Harper: Think she'll forgive me?

Joshua: I'll talk too her but it was your hesitation that gave Victoria enough time to put her in harms way.

Harper: Because I was worried about something like that happening!

Harper lets out a deep breath.

Harper: Talk about a self-fulfilling prophecy.

Joshua: Look, I think it's best that you head back to the hotel, I'll drive you, we'll figure out the rest once next week's card is made public.

Harper: Sounds good to me, further I am away from Victoria? The better.

Harper and Josh walk off as the scene fades.

Adams: What a night it has been so far.

Simone: That it has, and we still have more to come. Up next we...

Simone and Adams both shiver as the lights flicker.

Adams: Did it just get colder in here?

Simone: Never mind that... Did someone forget to pay the light bill?

Adams: I don't think so... It could be...

Simone: Don't say her name. If you do she'll show up.

The house lights go out, as a deep green spotlight goes over the crowd. The tron comes to life with a camera moving over the country of Sweden, and comes to a stop on what appears to be tomb where we see a figure sitting upon a dark throne. "Valhalia Calling" by Miracle of Sound begins to play over the loud speaker. A heavy mist rolls across the stage and down the ramp way, as the same throne rises out of the stage, with a figure upon it, and a rather large figure standing beside it. The figure rises and we see that it is Necra dressed as Hel. Ex walks in front of her dressed in a full Viking outfit guiding her to the ring.

Adams: It's NECRA!

Simone: What is she doing out here?

Adams: I don't know, but I'm sure we'll find out soon enough.

She reaches the ring, and Ex climbs up holding open the ropes for her. She raises her arms as lighting hits each of the ring posts, and erupts into green flame as she brings them down. She calls for a mic, as the crowd cheers and boos her. She looks around the arena as a smirk forms on her lips.

Necra: Jag är gudinnan Hel! Jag har kommit att vara bland dem som fortfarande tror på de gamla gudarna. (I am the goddess Hel! I have come to be among the those that still believe in the old gods.)

Simone: Did she just speak Swedish?

Adams: Does it surprise you? From the rumors I've heard she can speak in several different languages and is fluent in most of them.

Necra looks around at the crowd as they cheer loudly.

Necra: I am a goddess of Death, but Hel is a whole other thing. I know her well. Now I know you are thinking why am I out here, well it's simple... Well the last two shows have not gone the way that I have wanted, but that's only one reason that I am out here.

Simone: She's still trying to get her hands on Candy!

Adams: Of course she is. I mean Candy came back on her heels and then got the shot at the Bombshell Title before Necra did.

Necra: I've lost my chance to get my hands on the only title that I have not held when I was here the first time. The Bombshell Title was in my grasp but no... I did what I wanted... And that was defeat Candy. But I am not done.

Her eyes glow red and go back to their normal color.

Necra: You see when I came back I already knew what I wanted... And that is MY title! You see I've held all the other titles, all but one, and that has eluded me! I know I'll have another chance but there are so many now that are standing in my way, and I will destroy each and everyone of them to get what I want... And my first target is and will be Candy! So let me throw out a challenge to you Candy...

Simone: Is she challenging Candy to a match?

Adams: I think so... But the question is what type?

Simone: I don't know. Knowing her it's going to be violent.

Necra paces the ring, but soon stops as she looks at the tron.

Necra: Now, I have been wracking my brain at what type of match I should challenge you too... And I think I know the perfect one...

The tron comes to life, as we see a cell wrapped in barbed wire sitting around a ring.

Simone: What in the hell is that?

Adams: I'm not sure, but I don't like the look of it.

Necra: A 20 foot tall cage wrapped in barbed wire with weapons hanging along the cage, but that's not all...

A stage hand appears on the screen and sets the bottom on fire. Flames lick at the steel as Necra smirks watching it fade.

Necra: This is the Camelot Pit Fight! It is my uncle's creation, and with no Disqualification rules, no way out it is the be all of matches! And I think this is the perfect way to settle this don't you? I'll be waiting for your answer. If you don't accept then I'll know you are nothing more than a coward, but if you do then you are worth at least SOME of my time. I'll be waiting.

With that the lights flicker and go out. When they come back up Necra and Ex are both gone from the ring.

Simone: Is Necra serious?

Adams: I have a feeling she is. But will Candy accept the challenge?

Simone: I guess we'll have to wait and see.

Cameras were coming back from the backstage area to the ringside area. It was time for the next scheduled contest of the night. Fans were excited, but that likely wasn't going to last for long. The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar riff. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is part of the Blast From The Past tournament. Introducing first at this time. Being accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California. Weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds. The 'Living Legend' J2H!

Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and knee pads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and into the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H looks to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns and jumps down from the turnbuckle. Leaning there in the corner awaiting the arrival of his opponent.

Adams: We're about to see J2H just dominate the Blast From The Past tournament.

Simone: Not to cut you off or anything Jason. But there's a lot of stiff competition in this tournament. Not to mention J2H has to get by Guy first.

Adams: Is that a joke?

Simone: No...?

Adams: Guy isn't a threat to the Living Legend. Neither is anyone else in this tournament. Lets be real here. J2H just doesn't lose big matches.

Simone: He lost at Blaze of Glory.

Adams: It was a fluke and deep down you know that.

All eyes were on the ring waiting for the next scheduled contest of the night. When all of the sudden a very-very familiar theme song took over the speaker system. Not familiar music it was for a known wrestler but familiar because it was a natural treasure to some. "I'll Be There For You" by the Rembrandts was playing loudly. It wasn't but the first part of the course before the entire venue of fans was singing along. Not but a few seconds later the painted mystery man known as GUY came stepping out before the crowd. His all black and red cape secured tightly around his neck and shoulders. That wide smirk spread over those painted black lips.

Justin: Now his opponent. Ladies and gentlemen. Making his way to the ring at this time. A founding member of the Foot Clan. Firm believer of Nipple Twists and Dick Kicks. Coming all the way from the Sewers of New York. By the way of Angel Grove, California. Weighing in at two donuts shy of two hundred pounds. The Mysterious, The Lovable, the Incredible... GUY WITH CAPE!

As soon as his name was announced. Guy threw both of his arms into the air in celebration shouting out at the top of his lungs: "Hu

LJ glances over at her, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth.

LJ: Was born ready.

Miles takes a step forward, his usual easygoing vibe replaced by something sharper, older. Protective.

Miles: You sure you don't want me to go out there and knock his damn teeth down his throat?

Carter immediately shoots him a look, stepping half in front of Miles before LJ can even answer.

LJ feels her hand brush against his arm briefly — enough to ground him, to center him. He nods, rolling his shoulders back, feeling every scar and every victory that's led him to this moment.

He turns toward the curtain, the roar of the Stockholm crowd starting to filter through the walls. It's time.

Miles: Kick his bloody head off.

Carter just nods once — no big speeches, just a look that says: we've got your back. LJ pulls the hood of his jacket up over his head, squares his shoulders, and walks into the fire.

Simone: It's time for the Main Event Folks! Alex Jones won the World Heavyweight Title from Finn Whelan in controversial fashion at Blaze of Glory and HB Carter earned the right to challenge him for the title by winning the men's Elimination Chamber Match! But Alex warned Carter last week that if he didn't fall in line, whatever that means, he will go after Carter's loved ones and that starts with his brother in law LJ Kasey in a non-title match!

Adams: Kasey is coming off a win over Logan Hunter at Blaze of Glory but tonight he faces someone who's arguably more dangerous than Logan! Still, a win here would do wonders for Kasey!

Simone: Let's not waste any time, let's take it to Justin!

Justin: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN. THIS IS YOUR MAIN EVENT OF THE EVENING SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IT IS A NON TITLE MATCH!

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.

Justin: Introducing first, from Dallas, Texas, weighing 225ibs he is the reigning World Heavyweight Champion, ALEX JONES!

He makes his way down to the ring with an arrogant sneer before leaping up onto the ring apron, he enters the ring and hands his title over to Jasmine without a second thought.

Simone: Many people thought Alex's career was one due to injury but he returned at the High Stakes rumble and has since showed that he can still go!

Adams: But not without help from Aaron Asphyxia whom he owes his title reign too! We saw Aaron lose tonight's opening Blast from he Past Match to Juliana DiMaria so maybe their too beat up to interfere this time?

Justin: And his opponent!

The arena plunges into darkness, leaving only the pulsating glow of neon lights that flicker in sync with the opening notes of "Kingslayer" by Bring Me The Horizon (feat. BABYMETAL). A single spotlight pierces the shadows, illuminating the stage as smoke billows out like an ominous tide.

L.J. Kasey emerges, his long black-and-gold jacket flaring out like wings as the hood obscures his face. The camera zooms in, capturing a glint of determination in his shadowed eyes. The crowd roars in recognition of the young, daring British sensation. He pauses at the top of the ramp, slowly pulling back his hood to reveal a smirk that borders on defiance.

The song's tempo shifts, and Kasey matches its energy, striding down the ramp with an unshakable confidence. He slaps a few outstretched hands from fans but never breaks his piercing stare aimed directly at Alex Jones, who stands waiting in the ring.

Kasey reaches the base of the ramp, unbuckling his jacket with one fluid motion. He tosses it to the side, revealing his gear: a sleek, gold-accented ensemble that gleams under the lights. He takes a step back and then sprints forward, launching himself onto the apron with a flawless leap.

He grabs the top rope, his eyes never leaving Alex, and in one smooth motion, slingshots himself into the ring. Landing in a crouch, Kasey slowly rises to his feet, spreading his arms wide to soak in the electric energy of the crowd.

Justin: From Middleton, UK, weighing 210ibs……………….

Justin never finishes his intro as Alex blasts LJ from behind with a running forearm! The crowd boos but Alex yells at Jasmine to call for the bell and she complies as he starts stomping the hell out of the Brit!

DING DING DING!

Simone: Alex is getting straight to the point tonight, Justin didn't even get a chance to finish his ring intro for LJ!

Adams: And I'm sure Alexandra isn't thrilled about this either!

As soon as the bell rings Jasmine starts giving Alex a piece of her mind for the cheapshot on LJ but the champ is blatantly ignoring her until he gets in her face after getting tired of the berating, however this distraction leaves Alex open to a roll up from LJ!

ONE!

TWO!

And Alex BARELY kicks out!

Simone: Wow, we were this close to having the shortest Main Event in Climax Control history!

Adams: Imagine Alex's embarrassment if that was three? Especially after that cheat shot to LJ!

Alex is LIVID that LJ nearly stole the win from him this early in the match and gets back to his feet first, waiting for LJ to get back to his feet, when the Britt does Alex charges in for a spear but LJ leapfrogs over the attempt and Alex stumbles to his feet near the ring ropes, LJ charges in with a rising knee strike to the champ's jaw before hitting the ropes and then the same move again! However on the third attempt Alex catches LJ and crotches him on the top rope!

Simone: And just like that the tide has shifted, along with LJ's voice going up a few pitches!

Adams: If Alexandra wasn't a fan of Alex's tactics in this match before? Well, what he did to her boyfriend definitely won't help!

Alex adds insult to injury by bouncing the top rope up and down a few times before bringing LJ's head and shoulder for a Suplex and then hitting a Slingshot Brainbuster! Alex goes for his first pin of the match!

ONE!

TWO!

And LJ gets the shoulder up! But Alex isn't done as the champ lays in a few more stomps on LJ before locking in an STF on the Britt! Jasmine gets into position as the crowd cheers on LJ!

Simone: And now Alex is trying to keep the high flyer grounded!

Adams: LJ's known for his technical skills as well but he's still a High Flyer!

LJ is refusing to tap out to Alex's hold and starts climbing over to the ring ropes to try to break the hold, Alex does his best to stop LJ from reaching the ropes but it's for naught as LJ manages to reach the ring ropes and force the rope break! Alex lets go of the hold, drags LJ to the centre of the ring and tries to get a Single Leg Boston Crab on LJ but LJ catches him with a Small Package!

ONE!

TWO!

And Alex kicks out! Both men get back to their feet but Alex is quicker and nails LJ with a running spear! Alex goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And LJ kicks out.

Simone: And that's two pins a piece for both men!

Adams: LJ started this match on the backfoot but Alex is learning the hard way that he's not to be underestimated!

Alex is clearly getting frustrated at how LJ is not staying down and bails from the ring to try to regroup and replan! Jasmine starts her ten count but Alex is in no hurry to get back in the ring, Jasmine leans in between the top and middle ropes at the top of seven and yells at Alex to return to the ring but Alex insists on doing so when he's ready, this becomes a moot point however when LJ flips over Jasmine and hits Alex with a Suicide Dive!

Simone: The fact that the same move has happened to two different Wolfslair members in back to back Main Events on this tour is admittedly kinda funny!

Adams: Kayla last week in her match with Harper and now Alex with LJ, both non-title matches! I know Harper and LJ briefly teamed up in the final tag team Blast from the Past Tournament but I guess they are on the same wavelength!

Jasmine restarts her count while LJ rains down punches on the downed champ before rolling Alex back into the ring at the count of five, LJ heads to the top rope and nails Alex with a Shooting Star Press, getting a ton of air on the move! LJ goes for the pin hooking both legs just to be sure!

ONE!

TWO!

And Alex BARELY kicks out in time!

Simone: One more second and we would've had the upset of the year!

Adams: LJ is really taking it to Alex!

LJ gets to his feet and waits for Alex to get back to his feet, when the champ does LJ hits him with his signature move, the Reverse Spin Michinoku Driver! LJ hooks both legs again for the pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Alex kicks out! LJ is getting frustrated but while the guys and Jasmine are preoccupied Aaron shows up in the ringside area, keeping their presence as low ki as possible.

Simone: Well, I suppose it was a matter of time before Aaron showed up!

Adams: LJ had better watch his back and Jasmine had better reject Aaron before Aaron interferes!

For now Aaron's presence at ringside has gone unnoticed by those in the ring, mostly because both men are slow to get back to their feet and LJ is up first, calling for the Blast from the Past as he runs up the turnbuckle! However as Jasmine's back is turned due to her checking on Alex Aaron hops on the apron and shoves LJ off the top rope, causing LJ to do a backflip and land in the centre of the ring!

Simone: OH COME ON! TURN AROUND JASMINE!

Adams: AARON MAY HAVE JUST HANDED ALEX ANOTHER WIN WHEN SHE INTERFERED AGAINST LJ!

Aaron quickly hides herself under the ring to avoid suspicion while Alex, sensing an opportunity to end this, hits his finishing Curb Stomp on LJ!

Simone: And there we have it! Alex with the Dragon's Breath on LJ but not without controversy!

Adams: Stick a fork in LJ, he's, unfortunately, done!

Alex goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here's your winner, the World Heavyweight Champion, ALEX JONES!

Simone: Alex just won another match with a massive assist from Aaron!

Adams: The bosses are going to have to do something about Aaron when Carter challenges Alex at Into the Void!

Alex celebrates his win while Jasmine checks on LJ. Alex then hands his World Championship over to the hands of a beaming Aaron, and the champion rolls out of the ring and slowly approaches the time keeper's table.

Adams: Wait, what's Alex doing now?

Alex steps behind the protective barricade and shoves an official from his seat and picks up the man's folding chair…

Simone: Oh no, what is Alex Jones doing???

Adams: I think we're about to see what Alex Jones meant about delivering a message to the loved ones of Helluva Bottom Carter!

Alex slides the steel chair into the ring and pulls himself up onto the apron before stepping back inside. Jasmine begins to protest, warning Alex Jones off but Aaron grabs the official to distract her, causing the two women to begin to argue vehemently!

Simone: Someone STOP him!

Alex picks the chair back up and he stalks the still downed LJ Kasey like an animal stalking prey! Alex licks his lips with a sick, sadistic smile - savoring what he';s about to do when the crowd starts to stand and look toward the back, and the cheers begin!

Simone: What… someone is coming!

Adams: It's Carter!

Alex's challenger for Into the Void IX - Helluva Bottom Carter - races to ringside! Alex brings the chair up as Carter slides inside of the ring and Carter grabs the chair, pulling it from out of his hands! A surprised Alex spins around and Carter drives the chair into Alex's stomach, doubling him over!

Simone: Carter just saved his brother-in-law!

Carter then wields the chair overhead and delivers a hard crack across Alex Jones's back!

Adams: Alright!

Alex staggers forward against the ropes, his back arched and his face contorted in agony! Carter is about to swing again when Aaron comes up from behind and swings an uppercut right between his legs! The crowd boos!

Simone: Oh come ON!

Carter doubles over, dropping the chair to the mat and he clutches himself in agony! This leaves him in prime position for Alex to come running up, jumping and delivering a curb stomp to his challenger, driving him down face-first into the chair!

Simone: This is absolutely ridiculous! Carter may have saved LJ but Aaron just helped Alex deliver the final blow!

Now the fans begin to cheer once again as Miles Kasey rolls inside of the ring, wielding his own steel chair! Miles stands between his husband and brother and the champion, holding the chair and daring Alex Jones to try something - anything!

Adams: Thank god now for Miles!

Alex Jones just smirks at the indignant Miles and he backs away slowly, along with Aaron. Aaron steps through the ropes and drops to the floor as Alex simply - and casually, rolls through the ropes and lands leisurely on his feet to the outside.

Simone: What a night this has been but we are really out of time! Join us next week for more hard hitting action! For Jason Adams, I'm Belinda Simone saying good night everybody!

The camera fades to Alex raising the Heavyweight championship.

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!