It was an honor to face guys in the WEW like Gabriel Asar, Jack Shredder, Giovanni Garcia and Nefarious and I look forward to returning to WEW when the time is right but for now SCW is where I and where the Creatures have spoken for me to be. Point is I lost and that???s not to say I didn???t bring the fight to JT Starr or Deavon Justice. Losing won???t be usually here as it was other places and I damn sure will make sure of that as I meant for greater things. But for now it goes to show I want that Television Title. A lot of greats have held it and I want to add it to my long list of championships. A List that includes being a Former NWA Worlds Heavyweight Champion twice, A WWE Championship, The ACW World Heavyweight Championship as well as The RWP World Championship and TNA World Championship. A Former Six Time World Heavyweight Champion and Creatures it doesn???t stop there. A Hero is just what I am, but I wasn???t brought here just to let others run me down and over. I was here to fight for the fans and I dare SCW to give me the fight of my life because I am simply asking for that personally. No title shots for now unless I earn it. Just because my name is Hardy doesn???t mean it???s for me to be entitled to anything, simply a fight that the Creatures of the Night deserve.

On to my last match at the Climax Control which to most is the highlight of people???s careers but not mine. Management put in a Three Way Match, Yes but on the outside of that ring I received some horrible and dreading news. My nephew Roderick Hardy was diagnosed with Leukemia and as hard as it is life must go on and so most I. In order for me to get enough money for treatment for this little boy I must continue to make money but for it???s never been about money until now???my nephew is fighting for his life and I want the guys and women to know that I plan on fighting for every win I can because that little boy needs treatment and I figure if he sees me fighting the good fight then he will fight just as hard if not harder. Creatures, this is your leader fighting for his life and I plan to do all I can to pick up wins for you the Creatures. I promise you before the end of next year I will become SCW Heavyweight Champion???.

I always wear my heart on my sleeve and I will always be that kind of guy and I can hope that You, The Creatures and SCW can understand where I come from when I say this ???Thank You???. Thank you for providing for my family because even if this isn???t a main event to me it puts food on my table. It puts food on my table to face some of the great wrestler???s like Chris Eagles from PWA and Josh Anderson from ICW and even Nefarious from WEW. It gives me the fight and the hunt which is at My Bloody Valentine at tag team match with JT Starr against DESPAYRE and MYSTERY PARTNER. Champions or not we face them and rather it be managements decision or not, JT Starr I want you to know I have your back at My Bloody Valentine. Because its win or die for me, beating Despayre and his partner puts more food on my kids table and more money for me to provide for them with and their cousin who is fighting for his life. I am not demanding a title match if the two of us beat them because the titles will come when they come. Beat the two of us if I let you, because I do not fear you guys and I am damn sure JT doesn???t either. I simply do what???s best for my family and that is beat Despayre and the tag team partner tonight. If not beat you simply give you a run for your money. But tonight this losing streak ends. Tonight I shall beat you and prove I am not just some guy the roster can walk all over. This Enigma is coming to SCW with one thing in mind scoring the biggest win of my career and putting this match in the category for best match of 2014!!!!!

The Animosity Supershow will finally have an Enigma coming to fight for them and with them. Honestly it doesn't matter to me who wins tonight between me and JT Starr what matters is getting The Creatures to know about SCW and promoting the company and bringing it where it belongs at the top where we Creatures also belong. I love my job. Looking at my future. At My Nephew. MY Daughter and My Son. At why I love to do what I do. Like I said before I love to entertain the World, to entertain the Creatures Right here in the SCW Ring!!!!!! ???Prepare for battle and have a Very Merry Night???!!!!!

His eyes wander through the building, spotting the multiple multi-colored signs made in support of Michael Hardy and the career he's had. How he saw the Creatures and they were hoping he could pull out the victory here tonight. As Michael continues to make his way to the end of the entrance ramp, he stops as the ramp forms into the floor around the ring and the Creatures and their chants lead him to the entrance floor. With his head dropped to his chest, he slowly raises it so that he is looking directly at the ring. Michael then slowly turns his attention to the steel steps still taking in the fans approval or disapproval whichever the case is. Walking across half of the apron, Michael steps in between the top and middle rope to get inside the ring. Once in the ring, he quickly turns to his right and walks down the ropes to the bottom right turnbuckle. Using his hands to pull himself up onto the middle turnbuckle, Michael brings his body up to a full standing position and throws his arms out to his side and stares out into the crowd. This same sequence occurs for all the turnbuckles. Waiting for his music to die down and the Creatures began to chant, "HARDY! HARDY! HARDY!???

Justin: And his partner.

The lights in the arena dies down. "This Is Is Why I Rock" began to play in sync to the flashing of gold strobe lights.

Justin: From Hollywood, California, he is The Trending Topic, He is JT STAAAAAAAAAARR!

Out comes JT Starr from the back sporting a sunglasses and a black tank top along with his ring gear. He stopped on the stage and looked around the arena. He smiled and began making his way down to the ring. He slid under the bottom ropes and jumped to his feet. He walked to the corner and climbed the turnbuckle. He looked around the arena again and smirked as the crowd boo the hell out of him. He jumped down from the turnbuckle and walked to his corner. He waits for his opponent as the lights turn back on and his music cuts off.

Justin: And their opponents...

The heavy beat of Orgy's 'Opticon' begins to sound over the public address system of the arena. The fans turn their attention to the stage atop the entry ramp to await the entrance of the 'disturbed one' and their wait is rewarded.

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Synn and Angel, From Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. He is DESPAAAAAAAAAYRE!

Despayre steps out onto the stage, holding his teddy bear, Angel, by the fuzzy arm in one hand, with Synn at his side and they are greeted enthusiastically with cheers. The gothic mental case briefly holds 'Angel' up in the air to let 'him' bask in the cheers too, and they then start to move along the entry aisle, and closer towards the ring. His movements are slow, methodical, and he avoids being touched by the many hands reaching out to him but allows his bear to greet the fans. Arriving at ringside, he slides "Angel" into the ring and rolls under the bottom rope himself. Again grabbing his 'security' bear, he crawls across the ring on all fours and deposits himself into a neutral corner where Synn joins him for the pre-match pep

Justin looks towards Synn, in a barely audible tone, he speaks.

Justin: Who's his partner?

Synn: He doesn't have one. He refused one

Justin looks confused, but speaks to referee Jacob Summers before he leaves the ring

Adams: This isn't fair, Despayre has no partner here.

Jacob Summers looks towards Synn who shrugs. Reluctantly, Jacob calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

JT Starr starts in the ring against Despayre. Despayre moves in close, locking up with JT and gets behind him, lifting him off his feet and drops him on his face. Despayre spins around and gets him in a front face lock before pulling him to his feet. Despayre keeps the headlock on and drops him down with a DDT. Despayre springs to his feet and looks at JT, who quickly stands to his feet, rubbing the top of his head. JT moves forward but Despayre ducks under the lock up attempt and runs to the ropes behind JT. As Despayre bounces off the ropes, Despayre jumps in the air and catches JT with a flying head scissors and takes JT down. JT stays on the floor and Despayre runs against the ropes, turning back to JT and rolling before jumping in the air, crashing down on JT's chest with a rolling thunder. Despayre turns over and covers JT. Jacob drops down to make the count

Adams: Despy keeping the pace fast.

The two get to their feet but JT grabs Despayre by the hair and pulls him close, poking Despayre in the eye.

Adams: Booooooooooo

The crowd concur with Jason, booing JT, but JT ignores the crowd and jumps in the air, spinning mid air and catching Despayre with a heel to the face. Despayre rolls away holding his face but JT moves in and kicks Despayre on the back before pulling the young superstar to his feet. He pulls his arm back and catches Despayre with a huge knife edge chop, knocking him back against the ropes. He pulls his arm back again and crunches another knife edge chop across Despayre's chest. He takes Despayre by the wrist and whips him against the ropes. As Despayre comes back, JT ducks his head and lifts Despayre up in the air with a back body drop. JT looks at the top rope and starts to climb up. He turns to face the ring and dives off the top rope with a diving elbow drop. JT covers Despayre and Jacob drops down to make the count

Simone: Despayre showing some heart.

JT pulls Despayre to his feet and drags him over to his corner, tagging Michael Hardy in to the ring. JT holds Despayre's arms behind his back and Hardy nails him with a shot the ribs. Jacob points to the corner and JT leaves the ring.

Adams: Hardy is the legal man now.

Hardy grabs Despayre by the wrist and charges against the ropes, using them as a springboard and pulls Despayre over with a springboard arm drag, taking him down. As Despayre gets back to his feet, Hardy charges Despayre and jumps in the air and takes Despayre over with a hurricanruna. Hardy pulls Despayre to his feet and whips him in to the corner. Despayre crashes hard and Hardy moves in towards Despayre. He lifts Despayre up on to the rope and climbs up, hooking him up and lifting Despayre off with a superplex! Hardy floats over and Jacob drops down to make the count

Simone: Despayre still in this one.

Hardy pulls Despayre back to his feet and puts his back to Despayre, he grabs Despayre's head and drops him down with a cutter. Hardy charges towards the ropes, using the ropes as springboard and bounces from the middle to the top rope. He jumps backwards with a spinning leg drop, but Despayre moves out of the way.

Adams: Hardy showing his risk taking side.

Simone: And showing what happens when a risk goes wrong.

Despayre gets to his feet and shakes his head. Hardy sits up and Despayre jumps up and nails Hardy with a dropkick to the chest. Despayre returns to his feet and lifts Hardy's feet up and jumps up with a double leg drop to the groin. Despayre stands up and moves towards the ropes. He steps outside the ring and holds on to the top rope. Despayre sling shots himself over and lands a double foot stomp on Hardy's chest. Despayre drops down, attempting a cover on Michael Hardy and Jacob drops down to make the count

Adams: Despayre having to battle here.

Despayre gets up and charges towards the rope but Starr puts his leg up and crashes a knee on Despayre's back, Despayre turns around but JT Starr grabs Despayre's head and drops down, clotheslining Despayre's neck on the ropes.

Simone: Oh come on ref, sort it out!

The referee warns JT Starr but Hardy tags Starr. JT enters the ring and starts to viciously stomp on Despayre. He lifts Despayre up and bullies him in to the corner, throwing punch after punch at the defenseless youngster. Despayre drops to the mat and JT puts a boot on Despayre's neck, choking him. The referee starts his five count but JT stops at four. He pulls Despayre back to his feet and whips him towards Hardy. Despayre crashes in to the corner, the force nearly taking him over the top rope. JT tags Hardy in. JT grabs Despayre by the head and pulls him to the middle of the ring, calling Hardy.

Adams: JT is like a cop here, he's directing traffic.

JT and Hardy pick Despayre up in a double suplex, before dropping him down with a double brainbuster!

Simone: Despayre could be out here.

Hardy goes for the cover. Jacob drops down to make the count

Simone: Sometimes it's just best to take the three count Despayre.

Jacob orders JT out of the ring and Hardy moves towards the ropes. He climbs to the top rope, calling for the end.

Adams: It looks like Hardy is looking for the Joking Toxin.

Hardy flies off the top rope, but Despayre rolls out of the way.

Simone: He missed!

The fans start cheering as Big B runs down towards the ring.

Simone: Big B is out here!

B gets to the ring and climbs up on the ring apron and stands in the corner.

Adams: Is B gonna be Despayre's partner. Wow, confusing to write that.

Simone: Write what?

Adams: Nothing.

B cheers Despayre on as the young Canadian looks towards the corner. B reaches his arm out across the rope and Despayre moves in, jumping across and tagging in Big B!

Simone: Big B is not a wrestler.

B steps in the ring and clobbers Hardy with a huge punch, knocking him down flat.

Adams: Nope, but he sure can clobber someone.

JT Starr runs in to the ring, but B lifts him up with a military press. He turns around to face Despayre, who is just returning to his feet on the ring apron and drops JT behind him. Big fires a double thumbs up towards Despayre who claps and smiles at Big B. Hardy and Starr get to their feet and both try to pick B up with a double back suplex but B pushes both men away with his elbows. Despayre runs in the ring as Starr leans against the rope and jumps at him with a flipping clothesline, taking both Despayre and JT to the floor outside. Big B turns to Michael Hardy and wraps his hands around his throat, lifting him up in the air and dropping him with a choke bomb. B buts his legs over Hardy's shoulders and Jacob drops down to make the count

Justin: The winners of the match, Despayre and Big B!

Simone: Big B came out right in the nick of time. I don't think Despayre would have lasted much longer.

Despayre slides in the ring, jumping on Big B's back in celebration.

Adams: Have we just seen the start of an official team?

Backstage, Ms Rocky Mountains stands next to the Roulette wheel.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies and Gentlemen, it's time to spin the wheel to see just what match Brother Grimm will defend his Roulette championship in.

Rocky grabs the wheel and spins it. The wheel turns around and eventually stops on....

Ms. Rocky Mountains: An Electric Cage match!

Rocky smiles at the camera as the scene cuts elsewhere

Kenny Chisholm's voice is heard talking as a picture appears on the screen.

Kenny: Ladies and Gentlemen, in April and May, SCW invades Africa! Six dates, six different countries, tour dates are flashing on the screen below.

April

Kenny: Time to buy those tickets Africa and come and see SCW live in your backyard.

We cut back to ringside where the cage has been set up.

Justin: The following contest is an electric cage match and is for the SCW Roulette championship!

The crowd cheer.

Justin: Introducing first. Being accompanied to the ring by Sapphira....

Darkside blasts across the sound system as Goth walks out to the ring, he is dressed in a long black Goth like robes.

Justin: Utrecht, the Netherlands, weighing in at two hundred and thirty nine pounds, he is Goth!

He is followed to the ring by Sapphira, who is wearing her usual Goth dress. Goth stops halfway the entrance way and stares at the crowd who are booing the owner of the AWA who grins and walks further on. In the ring he lets Sapphira take off his robe and awaits his opponent.

Justin: And his opponent, being accompanied to the ring by Charlotte...

???Live it Up??? by Airborne hits the speakers and the crowd comes alive for ???The Fearless One??? Steve Ramone

Justin: From Queens, New York, weighing in at two hundred pounds, he is The Fearless One, Steve Ramone!

As soon as the vocals hit Steve comes out with his wife Charlotte by his side as he high fives the crowd as he walks down the ramp, once they reach the ringside area Steve climbs the steps, in to the cage and leaps into the ring through the bottom and middle ropes before holding the middle rope down for his wife as they wait for Steve???s opponent.

Justin: And their opponent.

All of the lights in the building slowly fade out, leaving the arena cloaked in darkness. Then the voices of little girls is heard over the speakers, reciting;

"'B' is for 'Baby' ... 'F' is for 'Fear'
Beware for the children ... The evil draws near."

Justin: From The Other Side Of Darkness, weighing in at two hundred and forty six pounds, he is the SCW Roulette champion, he is Brother Grimm!

The video ends and are replaced by the ominous melodies of O Fortuna (Carmina Burana). A select stage light ignites over the ramp, illuminating the lone figure standing atop the stage, as stoic and pale as an ivory statue. Poised and ready, brother Grimm raises his head and slowly begins the descent towards the ring, paying no mind to the fans who watch with awe in their eyes as this enigmatic figure passes them, leaving a chill to many a spine in his wake.

Arriving at ringside, Brother Grimm pauses and casts a sidelong glance at the fans seated at ringside, staring them down until the fans hurriedly break eye contact. Only then does Grimm show the faintest trace of a devlish smirk before he turns back to the ring. Gripping the middle rope with his hand, he hauls himself up onto the ring apron and steps through the ropes. Grimm begins to remove his attire to reveal an ivory-white and muscled upper body adorned with faint scars. He passes his armor and tunic out to the attendant, then turns back, ready to start the match.

Goth, Grimm and Ramone look around each other as the buzz from the cage echoes around the ring. Jasmine St John calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Adams: And here we go.

Goth looks across at Grimm and the two men quickly stalk Ramone, coming at him from either side.

Simone: The former tag champions stalking.

Both move in but Ramone catches Goth first with a shot to the jaw, he turns quickly as Goth stumbles back and catches Grimm with a shot to the jaw, but Goth charges forward, spearing Ramone in to the cage. The two men fire off as the electricity hits them both, sending them to the middle of the ring. Grimm looks down at both men and quickly covers Steve Ramone. Jasmine drops down to count.

Simone: Grimm ever the opportunist.

Grimm stands up, stalking behind Ramone as he sits back up. Grimm moves in and plants a huge kick to the spine of Ramone. Ramone straightens up, but Grimm quickly drops down with an elbow to the back of Ramone's head and forces his thumb in to Ramone's neck, pressing down with a nerve hold. Ramone forces his way back to his feet and elbows Grimm in the stomach, forcing him to break the hold. Ramone instinctively jumps in the air and catches Grimm with a huge boot behind the ear. As Ramone steps up to his feet, Goth quickly clotheslines him down to the canvas!

Adams: The numbers game is playing a big part in this match. I like numbers, especially the numbers where you get the paint too and you have the numbers to paint by. Can't remember what it's called.

Goth pulls Ramone to his feet and catches him with a sharp shot to the jaw, spinning Ramone around. As Ramone turns back to face Goth, Goth drops and catches him with a European uppercut, knocking him down to the canvas. Goth stomps on Ramone, on the chest and waits. As Ramone sits up, Goth blasts him with a kick to the chest, knocking him down. Goth pulls Ramone to his feet and spins him around as Grimm returns to his feet. Goth holds Ramone's arms behind his back and nods towards Grimm. Grimm charges at Ramone, lifting a fist but Ramone wiggles out of the way and Grimm nails Goth in the head! Goth looks at Grimm a little surprised, but quickly pushes his tag team partner in the chest. Grimm responds with a shot to Goth's head. The two men quickly start exchanging punches!

Simone: Well this team is falling apart.

Adams: Maybe Goth realized that there's solo gold on the line here.

Goth takes the upper hand on Grimm, catching him with elbows to the head, but Grimm ducks down low and lifts Goth off his feet and drives him in to the canvas, moving over in a full mount position and dropping him with elbows and punches to the head. Goth pushes Grimm off but Grimm crouches and waits for Goth. As Goth gets to his feet, Grimm springs up and catches Goth with a huge clothesline, taking him down to the canvas. Grimm sits in wait as Goth quickly bounds to his feet, and jumps up, catching Goth under the jaw with an uppercut palm strike, knocking the triple crown champion to the canvas. Grimm turns around, and Ramone uses the middle rope as a springboard and dives off with a flying high cross body, crashing in to Grimm. Ramone stays on top, hooking the leg and Jasmine drops down to count.

Simone: Ramone nearly stole one out of nowhere there!

Ramone pulls the Roulette champion to his feet and charges him at the cage and tosses him in to the electrified cage. Grimm bounces off the cage, and lays on the floor shaking as the electricity runs through his body. Ramone pulls Grimm to his feet and grabs him by the head, lifting him over with a quick snap suplex. Ramone springs up and stands next to Grimm, before jumping backwards with a standing moonsault. Before Ramone can get a one count from the ref, Goth boots Ramone in the head, knocking him away from Grimm.

Simone: Goth trying to take advantage now.

Goth pulls Ramone to his feet but Ramone sweeps Goth legs and jumps over him with a legdrop, spinning in the air to connect with Goth's chest. Ramone gets to his feet and waits behind Goth. As Goth gets to his feet, Ramone runs behind Goth and grabs him by the head, jumping in the air and nailing him with a bulldog. Ramone pulls Goth to his feet and hooks him in a front facelock, before jumping up in the air and nailing a standing tornado DDT. Goth hits his head hard and Ramone rolls him over and hooks the leg. Jasmine drops down to count.

Adams: Goth kicked out like a kid practicing swimming.

As Ramone gets to his feet, Grimm moves in, wrapping his arms around Ramone waist and lifts him over with a German suplex in to the cage. Grimm releases Ramone's shaking body. Grimm turns to Goth on the floor, getting on to his knees and Grimm charges at him, planting a knee to the side of his head. Grimm pull Goth to his feet and moves to his side. Grimm lifts Goth over with a tilt a whirl slam, crashing him in to the canvas. Grimm stands up, the crowd booing him. He turns to them, ignoring the boos, but a smile appears on his face. He pulls Goth to his feet hooks him in a front facelock, but Goth takes Grimm's arm, spins out of the hold, moves to Grimm's side and drops him backwards with a sweeping Russian leg sweep.

Simone: Great reversal from Goth!

Goth gets to his feet and looks down at his fallen tag team partner, a wide smile on his pale face. He quickly pulls Grimm to his feet by the long hair and kicks Grimm in the gut, before hooking up both his arms and drops Grimm with a double arm DDT! Goth rolls Grimm over and goes for the cover. Jasmine drops down to count.

Adams: Closer than my butt on this seat!

Goth rolls over and pulls Grimm to his feet, leading Grimm towards the electrified cage. Goth steps back and holds Grimm's face against the cage, the electricity running through him. Grimm waves his arms about, but Ramone gets to his feet behind Goth. Ramone jumps with a dropkick, dropkicking Goth in to the cage and shocking him.

Adams: Both creepy guys have the electricity running through them! This is gonna run up one hell of an elecricity bill.

Grimm turns around and Ramone jumps up for a hurricanruna, but Grimm holds on to the top rope, stopping Ramone from flipping over. Grimm leans back, holding Ramone in to the electified cage, keeping him there.

Simone: Grimm might wanna step away before he kills Ramone.

Grimm holds him there for another few seconds, before stepping forward, holding Ramone in the air. Ramone's body falls limp and Grimm grabs his head.

Adams: I know what he's doing here, he's turned it in to...

Grimm spins and drops Ramone on his head with the Grimm Reality! Grimm keeps Ramone's shoulders down and Jasmine drops down to count.

Justin: The winner of the match.... Brother Grimm!

Simone: Grimm pulled it off, in an electric cage match.

Adams: I get the feeling the Bogeyman could hold that title forever!

The scene switches to a locker room where, microphone in hand, Pussy Willow is stood, together with Simon Jones; already changed into his usual ring attire, Simon is wearing royal-blue trunks and knee pads, and black boots, as well as a black t-shirt.

PW: Simon Jones, I understand you have some final comments that you wish to make, ahead of your match later this evening against Casey Williams.

Simon: That's correct.

Simon turns to look directly towards the camera.

Simon: Casey, seven months ago, in ACW, you fired the first shot, when you intruded on a match of mine, and struck me with the Kiss Of Death. Two months later, you attacked me again, that time backstage at Climax Control, and injured my knee. And then seven weeks ago, you...you...

Simon turns back to Pussy Willow.

Simon: You were there with me at the time - you witnessed what he did, didn't you, Pussy?

Pussy Willow nods her head, silently.

Simon: And you saw at first hand, the emotions that I went through, as I watched on helplessly, whilst Casey torched my home.

Simon sighs, and then turns to face the camera, again.

Simon: For the majority of the time that we've been adversaries, you have been the aggressor, Casey, you've been the antagonist - but no more: tonight, I'm going on the offensive - just like I did six weeks ago, when I attacked you, turning the tables on you in the process.

Simon smiles.

Simon: Very rarely am I so bold as to tell an opponent of mine, prior to the match, that I'm going to win - but this is one of those rare occasions, for this match tonight is a match that I have no intention of losing; this match has been labelled a grudge match, and that it certainly is. I am going to beat you, Casey; two weeks ago, I sent Damien Kingston packing - tonight, I bring the curtain down on your time in SCW.

Simon's smile morphs into a smirk.

Simon: Enjoy your retirement, Casey - after what you've done, you deserve it.

The scene cuts away.

The camera cuts to Drake Green walking through the halls of backstage area. He is wearing a suit and trailing a suitcase on wheels behind him. He turns a corner and nearly bumps in to Misty, who is wearing her wrestling gear. She gets startled and when she first sees Drake she starts to smile before remember the last time she saw him. Her smile quickly fades in to a grimace.

Misty: Will you move already?

Drake: Hey???I???

Misty: Just move, ok?

Drake: I just wanted to say-

She cuts him off.

Misty: I don???t care what you have to say Drake. Now please get out of my way.

Drake: I???m sorry. I had no reason to speak to you like that. I was drunk and???I was wrong.

The lights in the building flicker and Christian smiles and points 'up'. Mark looks, as does everyone else, to find the handsome form of a man standing in the rafters, gazing own directly with eyes only for "Hot Stuff"! Many in the crowd are confused, and many more begin to cheer as recognition sets in!

Adams: Holy sh...! Is that...!? IT IS!!

Simone: My God! That's NICOLAS BLAIR!!

The camera does a closeup of the former GXW World Champion, and rival of Mark Ward, and he tilts his head slightly to the side and smiles with a charming grace. Mark just stares, wide eyed. His mouth opens slightly in shock and the microphone falls from his hands to the mat with a resounding clattering noise. The lights flicker again for the briefest of moments, and when they return, just like that -- Nicolas Blair is gone! Mark turns and looks at Christian who smiles and mouths ''SURPRISE!"

Simone: Nicolas L. Blair versus Hot Stuff Mark Ward! Again!

Adams: Given the circumstances, I suppose it would be inappropriate to say 'I'm in Heaven'.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is a CAREER VERSUS CHAMPIONSHIP SHOT match! Introducing first, putting his SCW Heavyweight Championship rematch on the line tonight. Weighing in tonight at 225 pounds...

The intro of ???Simon Says??? By Drain STH plays over the arena???s PA system, prompting Simon Jones to walk through the curtains and out onto the stage, to a cheer from the fans.

Justin: He hails from Birmingham, England...

As he makes his way towards the ring, Simon slaps hands with some of the fans on either side of the aisle. After arriving at the ringside area, Simon climbs the steps up onto the ring apron, then steps through the ropes, and as he does so he glances to his left, then to his right, before walking to the side of the ring closest to the camera and pausing to look out at the crowd.

Justin: He is the former Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion... SIMON JONES!!!

Simon then turns around and walks towards the opposite side of the ring, but before he reaches the ropes, he turns to his right and heads for the corner of the ring, where he climbs to the second turnbuckle, to further cheers and applause from the fans.

Justin: His opponent... and putting his career on the line tonight...

The opening drums to Five Finger Death Punch's "I.M.Sin" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, the blue cutting through the red to create a purple effect. The fans boo as the lyrics kick in.

Justin: He weighed in tonight at 370 pounds...

"What a fucking poser, that's all you'll ever be!
Don't get any closer, or you'll meet the real me!
I am, who I am, you can't destroy me!
I am, what I am, you can't deny me!

Justin: Hailing from Nashua, New Hampshire...

I want out, but I could never surrender.
Try and break me down, but I won???t let you win.
You can call me out, but I know you???re a pretender.
You may think your god, but I know that I am sin!"

Justin: He is a former SCW Tag Team and Roulette Champion... he is THE FREIGHT TRAIN OF PAIN... CASEY WILLIAMS!!!

Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes burning holes through the crowd with Andrew Garcia, dressed in his street clothes, in tow.

"I am SIN! I am SIN!
I am SIN! I am SIN!

I won???t fucking buy it!
I never have and I never will!
Keep fucking trying!
I'm just waiting for the blood to spill!"

Simone: Look what we have here. We have Casey William???s protege Andrew Garcia joining us tonight for the epic conclusion. He???s here to show his support, and hopefully that???s all he???s here for.

Adams: I wouldn???t count on it. Casey is no dummy. They can deny it all they want, but when push comes to shove Simon needs to be very aware of Mr. Garcia here at ringside with us.

And that Simon Jones is. He has his eyes trained on Garcia at ringside for a moment too long, and Casey Williams takes advantage by attacking before the bell. Casey plows into Simon with a thundering splash in the corner. He grabs him by the back of the neck, and launches the smaller man out of the corner and across the ring!

DING DING DING

Simone: Casey Williams with a display of power to get off this contest, and snatch the early advantage!

Simon crashes hard to the canvas, rolling hard into the far turnbuckles. Casey lets out a guttural roar before charging at him. Simon covers up but is unable to get out of the way as Casey rams him with his full weight again. Jones crumbles to the mat from the impact.

Adams: Casey definitely has a game plan going into their final bout. He???s using power, and momentum to a science right now. Simon Jones hasn???t even had a chance to get properly out of the blocks here tonight early on.

Casey Williams unloads on the fallen former SCW Heavyweight Champion with clubbing blows. Simon covers up, but Casey keeps swinging away. Jacob Summers finally steps in to break it up as Simon is tangled up in the ropes. Casey whips around quickly to berate Jacob Summers. Simon takes the chance, and ducks out to the floor to regroup.

Simone: Smart thinking by Simon Jones, he???s getting absolutely mauled like a cat toy getting batted around right now.

Casey Williams turns his attention back to Simon Jones, and realizes that Jones has made an exit to the floor. Casey wastes no time in following Simon Jones to the floor as he wants to make sure Simon doesn???t get too much of a breather.

Adams: The Freight Train Of Pain is not wanting Simon Jones to catch his breath, and he???s going right after him on the floor.

Casey lands feet first on the concrete, but Simon Jones is nowhere to be found.

Simone: Casey is oblivious!

Adams: Turn around Casey!

Simon Jones is back on the ring apron, and sprinting towards Casey Williams. He leaps, wrapping his legs around the head of the big man. He send him flying hard into the steel guardrail with a picturesque flying head scissors!

Simone: Casey smashed head first into the guardrail!

Simon is quick to his feet. He grabs the back of Casey???s head, and slams it into the guardrail two more times for good measure. Casey falls back first to the concrete revealing...

Adams: CRIMMMMMMMMMMMMMMSON MASSSSSSSSSSSK!!!

Simone: SIMON JONES HAS BUSTED OPEN THE BEAST!!!

Adams: Jacob Summer is giving both men a long leash in this final battle, and the fans are the winners for this match. Both men are letting loose here tonight. Simon Jones has finally shaken off the initial onslaught from The Freight Train Of Pain, and taken the upper hand.

Andrew Garcia leaves his ringside seat, and makes his way over to his mentor to check on him. Garcia yells at him to get back on his feet, reminding him that his career is on the line. Garcia helps Williams back to his feet. In the ring, Simon Jones spies Casey and Andrew on the floor...

Simone: What???s Simon thinking?

Adams: Don???t know, but it can???t be good.

Simon dashes across the ring, and dives headfirst into the unsuspecting Casey Williams and Andrew Garcia. Both men crash back first into the guardrail!

Crowd: SI-MON! SI-MON! SI-MON! SI-MON! SI-MON!

Simone: SUICIDE DIVE BY SIMON JONES!

Simon lifts Casey, and rolls him back into the ring. Simon slides in, and goes for a cover. Jacob Summers drops down to make the count.

1!!!

2!!!

Casey kicks out with authority by pressing Simon off him and through the ropes to the floor. Simon crashes hard on his side. He grimaces in pain. Casey sits up, lets out a yell and wipes the blood from his face. He rolls back out to the floor, and immediately goes on the attack. Casey lays a few stiff boots into Simon with Andrew Garcia watching on intently from the corner where he is recovering from the suicide dive. Casey lifts up Simon by the hair and rolls him back in the ring. Casey stomps up the ring steps, and steps over the top rope pushing it down to the snapping point. He stalks over to Simon, and pulls him to his feet. A dazed Simon staggers on his feet. Casey balls up his fist.

Adams: KISS OF DEATH!

Casey swings, but Simon ducks it at the last possible second! He springs off the ropes, and launches himself in the air for a crossbody, but Casey Williams catches him! Casey quickly transitions Simon to his shoulders into his patented torture rack. Casey stomps around the ring showing off his strength.

Simone: The torture rack means one thing... it???s time for the Lost Crucifix!

Casey presses Simon high overhead...

Adams: Here it comes!

Out of nowhere, Simon shifts his weight and latches onto Casey Williams??? neck! Both men crash to the mat!

Simone: FUTURE SHOCK! IT???S OVER!!! WHAT A REVERSAL!!!

Adams: GO FOR THE PIN!

Simon looks at Casey. He then looks at the top turnbuckle. He looks back down at Casey. Simon scrambles his feet, and climbs to the top rope. Simon leaps!

Simone: SHOOTING STAR PRESS!!!

Simon crashes chest first into the big man. Jacob drops down to make the count!

1!!!

2!!!

3!!!

Simone: OH MY GOD! CASEY WILLIAMS??? CAREER IS OVER! SIMON JONES JUST RETIRED THE FREIGHT TRAIN OF PAIN!

Justin: Here is your winner... SIMON JONES!!!

Simon staggers to his feet. Jacob Summers raises Simon Jones??? arm in victory!

The scene opens backstage where ???Stoner??? Scott Oliver is standing besides Mercedes Vargas.

Mercedes casts an annoyed glance at the interviewer.

As Mercedes turns to the camera, Scott Oliver mouths the words, "insecurity issues" silently behind her back

Mercedes turns back to Scott Oliver.

Unbuckling the title from her around her waist, Mercedes looks down at it in her hands before she raises it at the camera's level.

With that said, she turns to Scott Oliver who was silently rooting for Traci and Jessie during the promo. He composes himself, offering a nervous laugh before clearing his throat as he addresses the audience.

Placing her title over her shoulder, Mercedes shakes her head at Scott Oliver as the scene fades.

Max Burke is walking backstage and he turns the corner, running straight into Katu Tui, immediately he becomes defensive and Katu glares at him. Scott Pandora pulls Katu back and steps in front to stare Burke down. After what seems like eternity, both men back up, smile at each other and give a nod

Scott Pandora: About that whole burial thing, no hard feelings eh?

With a cocky, confident smile, Pandora extends his hand, no words are spoken from Burke but he smiles, gives a nod of his head and shakes Scott Pandora's hand, then walks off in the direction he was originally heading

Scott Pandora: Quite a grip that fella has.

All three members of The Saviors watch Burke disappear down the hall and smile, then head off the opposite direction.

Justin Decent: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is for the Bombshell Roulette Championship. It is a Triple Threat will be contested under 5 Count to Win Rules. Introducing first, ??? from , standing at feet inches and weighing in at pounds, she is??? TRACCCCCI PATTERRRRRRRRRSONNNNNNNN!!!

Here Come The Boom - POD starts to play over the PA System and the fans get up to their feet. With that Traci and Katie walk out from behind the curtain. Traci then poses on the top of the stage with Katie points at Traci. The pair then walk down to the ring and slap fans hands as they do this. Katie then gets up on the apron and holds the ropes open for Traci. Traci then slips in and walks over to the corner. She then poses on the turnbuckles while Katie claps her. Traci then gets down and opens the ropes for Katie to leave before focusing on the entryway.

"WE ARE MUNICIPAL WASTE AND JESSIE SALCO IS GONNA FUCK YOU UP!"

Justin Decent: And her opponent??? hailing from Toronto, Canada, standing at 5 feet 2 inches, and weighing in at 120 pounds, she is your Bombshell Roulette Champion??? JESSSSSSSSSSSSSIE SAAAAAAALLLLLLLCOOOO!!!

The lights dim as the fast, charging riff of "The Art of Partying" by Municipal Waste tears the PA System a new one and Jessie comes out with her brother Jake, the two do some headbanging at the top of the ramp before Jessie gets a running start before sliding into the ring, once she's on her feet she poses for the crowd before showing off her NXT armband and waiting for her other opponent. Suddenly, the stage 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 Decent: Introducing last, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, standing at 5 feet 7 inches and weighing in at 127 pounds, she is your Bombshell Roulette Champion??? MERCEEEEDESSSSS VARRRRRGASSSSS!!!

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 opponents will be in for a tough fight. The fans wait in anticipation as the tron turns over to the image of the Roulette Wheel spinning round and around. All three women put their intentions on hold as the wheel slowly comes to a stop on??? ???Special Guest Referee???.

Adams: Well, it looks like we might have a bit of a problem here. We still need a referee for this match.

Simone: This should be interesting. I wonder who they might be able to dig up backstage to officiate this???

The lights on the stage turn a purple tint as ???The Ruler and the Killer??? by Kid Cudi plays over the public address and the fans immediately rise to their feet. After a moment of nothing, Karina Koji appears on the stage in a purple hooded jacket underneath a referee shirt. She looks from side to side, a sly smile on her face as she walks down the aisle to the cheering fans.

Adams: I don???t believe it! Karina Koji??? is she back? Is this really happening?

Simone: I would pinch you, but you might get the wrong idea??? But I assure you, she???s here!

Karina walks down to the head of the ring as all three ladies stare at her. Jessie gives her a small ovation and a smirk as Karina slides in under the bottom rope. She slowly circles the ladies in front of her before turning to the audience, pointing out to the Party Horde who is her biggest supporters in the crowd. After paying homage to them, she puffs out her chest in a show of authority and calls for the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

Jessie immediately shuffles behind Mercedes Vargas, locking her arms around her waist when Traci comes flying forward with a spinning heel kick that helps Jessie complete a German Suplex with added force. The audience boos as the tattooed beauty grips the back of her head, rolling around as Jessie drops down with a leg drop. Traci watches for an opening as it appears she is trying to team up with Jessie. Once Jessie lets go of the arm bar she had locked on after the leg drop, Traci charges at her with a standing drop kick that sends the second generation wrestler down to the ground. Traci does a mocking hair flip as she takes a few steps back. She watches both opponents stirring on the mat, but Mercedes is the unlucky one who gets up first. Traci charges at her with a clothesline, but Mercedes ducks it and holds onto Traci???s waist as they bounce off of the ropes. She rolls back with a Victory Roll, holding on tightly for the pin as Karina drops down for the count.

Adams: Could this one be over already?!

1!

2!

Simone: Mercedes almost had the easiest win of her life right there. Jessie wasn???t quite quick enough, but Traci???s training by the Tattooed Goddess, Laura Jackson, is really showing off in terms of her ring awareness.

Traci kicks out just as Jessie is there to break it up anyway. Jessie picks Vargas up by her hair and then flings her forward with a snapmare. Just as she is about to plant a drop kick to the small of her back, Traci decides to repay Jessie for the ???help??? by leaping up onto her shoulders. She spins around, and Jessie steadies her for a powerbomb. Traci nails a hard fist to Jessie???s face, following it with an eye claw. She drops backward with a headscissor that connects hard. Traci stands up and does a Capoeira spinning leg drop. She drops down for the pin, but Mercedes stops it from even happening, catching Traci off guard with a one handed bulldog. She looks to both downed opponents with a smile and then she climbs onto the top rope. She measures it up and then turns around, connecting with a corkscrew leg drop to Traci, then she springs up and hits a rolling thunder on Jessie.

1!

2!

Traci sweeps Mercedes off of Jessie and then falls backward into a standard belly-to-back suplex. She releases it, sending her opponent flying into the ropes, folding up. She gets up and walks around, soaking in the chorus of boos like none other. Once she is satisfied with the strength, she picks Jessie up and sends her into the ropes. As Jessie rebounds, Traci leaps up, but Jessie catches her by surprise with a tilt-a-whirl, trying to convert it into a slam, but the squirrely Traci doesn???t let it land and goes around once more, trying to take her down with a Tornado DDT, but Jessie refuses to go down.

Simone: I am getting dizzy with this one??? Will it ever end or will they just keep going around?

Adams: This reminds me of the time at the fairgrounds a while back where I ate a few too much cotton candy and corndogs and???

Simone: ??? and you left it on the ride. I think the entire SCW roster and staff remembers that one??? No need to continue.

After the immovable object meets the unstoppable force, having repeated the ongoing reversal three times now, the wildcard factor finally kicks in when Mercedes Vargas sweeps Jessie off of her feet, falling back hard with Traci on top for the lateral press.

1!

2!

Mercedes doesn???t stand by and let it go any further as she drags Traci off by the hair. Mercedes jumps back a few paces and then flips forward, wrapping her legs around Traci???s neck, coming up for a Hurricanrana, but Traci won???t allow it as she drops down into a sitting powerbomb position.

1!

2!

Mercedes crushes her knees against Traci???s head and then rolls backward. She bumps into Karina by mistake, and then has the nerve to shout at her to watch where she???s going. Karina purses her lips and steps up to Mercedes, showing her authority. Mercedes rolls her eyes before she bounces off of the ropes and delivers a dropkick to Traci???s head, sending her backward. Mercedes flips backward, bouncing off of the ropes in a springboard fashion. She uses the momentum to propel herself forward with a Senton Splash. Jessie immediately catches Mercedes in the back with a Haymaker as she gets up. Jessie flings Mercedes into the ropes, bouncing off of the opposing side at the same time. When they meet in the middle of the ring, Jessie leaps up, landing her own Tornado DDT on Mercedes. As Mercedes slowly gets up, Jessie catches her with an Enziguri that nearly takes her head off. Jessie looks over to the incapacitated Traci and then she covers Mercedes.

1!

2!

Mercedes uses her ring awareness to drape her foot over the bottom rope. Jessie slams the mat in frustration before Mercedes catches her by surprise, rolling her up into a reversal pin.

1!

2!

As Karina???s hand is about to slap the mat for the third count, she spots the foot and stops. She points to the foot and then Mercedes gets up, frustrated, and she drags Jessie toward the center of the ring. She looks one last time to Karina, giving her a violent shove out of her way. She shouts out at Karina as she drops down for the cover on Jessie. Karina slowly shakes her head, ready for the count. Mercedes is about to hook the leg when Traci suddenly appears behind her. Using some reserved strength, she hooks her arms around Mercedes??? head and drops down for a neck breaker. The cheering audience soon surrenders as Traci climbs the ropes. She wastes no time leaping off with a Cockscrew Moonsault that crashes down on both of her opponents. The audience cheers her on as she lays over both of her fallen opponents. Karina drops down for another count.

Adams: Now THAT???S how it is done, Belinda. Traci is determined to make this attempt at the belt a successful one...

Simone: It looks like Traci Patterson wants to do it in style. All three of these ladies want to show off for the bosses to prove why they belong in this match for the Bombshell Roulette Championship.

1!

2!

Mercedes gets a leg up, breaking up the double pin. She rolls out from under, pulling Traci off by the feet. Jessie crawls to the corner where she pulls herself up slowly, shaking out the cobwebs. Mercedes backs Traci into the corner, hammering her with a barrage of punches and kicks. Jessie tries to get over to them with everything she???s got, nailing Traci with the Circle Pit!

Simone: Jessie is playing this one smart. She???s coming in, guns ablaze and she looks like nothing is going to stop her this time.

Adams: Out of everything there is to admire about this one, you choose her intensity!

Karina spots Mercedes reaching into her top, trying to get something ???special??? out. She narrows her eyes and walks over to Mercedes, ripping a pair of brass knuckles out of her hand and tosses them to the outside. She pounds her fist into the palm of her other hand, letting Mercedes know that she will be thrown out if she keeps it up. Mercedes shouts at Karina and shoves her again. This time, Karina shoves her right back and into the corner. Mercedes grits her teeth, ready to attack when Karina points to the belt with authority. As Jessie leans down to make sure Traci is down for the count, Traci hits a hard thrust to Jessie???s throat Mercedes sees the distraction and lets loose a fury of punch after punch to Jessie???s face. Jessie tries to fight back, but Jessie is too quick to fend off. Karina tosses the brass knuckles to the outside of the ring and turns around to see Jessie running over to Mercedes, leveling her with a clothesline from hell. She rebounds off of the ropes and then dashes over toward Traci. She jumps up onto the top rope, sizing up her opponent. She steadies herself on the top rope as she off, aiming for the Wall of Death, a 450 Splash. As she is coming down, Mercedes yanks Traci out of the way and Jessie collides with the mat hard enough to shake the entire ring.

Simone: Oh my??? God! Is, is she okay? Somebody call down the medics!

Adams: Karina is signaling for them, but technically, Mercedes has a pin right now???

The fans are on their feet, looking over at Jessie who is not moving. By the time Karina drops down for the rather unorthodox pin, Traci kicks out. Traci slowly gets up, seeing the medics rush to the ring, and she is confused. She turns to look for Mercedes, only to quickly get hit with a boot to the gut followed by the Black Rose Overdrive! Mercedes watches them file in and then quickly drops down for the cover.

1!

2!

3!

Justin Decent: Your winner and STILL SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion??? MERCEDES VARGAS!!!

Adams: I hope that Jessie is okay after taking such a hard knock to the head.

Simone: I have to agree there, Jason. We hope to bring you good news on this matter later on. And I find it a bit disgusting that Mercedes is giving the medics dirty looks for crowding up the ring during her celebration, but it wouldn???t be the first time???

Karina Koji takes the belt from Justin Decent and begrudgingly brings it toward Mercedes, who is still glaring at the medics harshly. Karina practically slams the belt into Mercedes??? chest. Mercedes cups the belt against her chest tightly as she glares at Karina. Karina walks over to the ropes as ???Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me??? plays over the speakers. Mercedes shouts out in Karina???s direction and holds her arm out, pointing to it with the other. Karina chuckles at this display as the fans boo Mercedes. Karina stares at her and then walks toward her, slowly lifting her hand up in the air. Mercedes suddenly swings the belt in Karina???s direction, but at the last possible second, Karina ducks it and sweeps Mercedes off of her feet quickly with a Russian Leg Sweep that rocks the champ. Karina gets up quickly and stomps away at Mercedes for good measure as the fans cheer her on. She makes devil horns with her fingers and spits through them next to Mercedes before slowly backing away toward the ropes, not taking her eyes off of Mercedes, even as she exits the ring.

The camera goes backstage to where Pussy Willow stands.

Pussy: Ladies and gentlemen, the owner of SCW, Hot Stuff Mark Ward.

Hot Stuff walks on screen, in his wrestling gear.

HS: That's all you needed to do Pussy, off you go.

Hot Stuff points away and Pussy looks confused as she walks away. Hot Stuff looks down the camera.

HS: We are just minutes away from me getting in that ring once more. Minutes from the start of what will be the end of Drake Green's ACW title reign. Drake, I have given you chance after chance to step away. I have given you more chances than anyone else to just walk away, but your too stupid to even listen to me. Now it's time to see your mistakes up close, now you get to feel the reprecussions of not taking me up on my offer. You know what time it is now Drake? Do you? It's time to expose Drake Green for the sham that you really are. It's time to show these fans what a loser their arse kissing hero is, it's time for a new ACW Heavyweight champion Drake. It's my mother fucking time Drake.

Hot Stuff smirks as he walks off camera.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following special added attraction is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the ACW Championship!

The lights turn to a blue filter and we can hear the opening drums from ???Burning Down The House??? by the Used. The crowd jumps to their feet and they begin to cheer as ???Mr. Showtime??? Drake Green steps out on to the stage. He lifts his arms up and down, motioning for the packed crowd to get up on their feet and cheer.

Adams: Primm, Nevada???.say hello to Mr. Showtime!

Green, with a large smile, stands tall in long red wrestling tights with three white stars on each leg and red boots which have red kick-pads on the front which have the ???Male??? symbol on them in white. He is wearing white wristbands and a black, skin tight, t-shirt with his ???Male Symbol??? logo on the front and ???Man Of The People??? written on the back. Fastened firmly around his waist sits the ACW World title. He raises both arms straight up in the air points toward the sky as the crowd starts to get behind him. Just as the lyrics for the song kick in, Drake makes his way down toward the ring, slapping hands of fans on either side of the railings.

"Watch out?
You might get what you're after?
Cool babies
Strange but not a stranger?
I'm-An-Or-Din-A-Ry-Guy
Burning down the house"

Justin: Introducing first, he is the reigning ACW World Champion???.weighing in at 230 pounds, he is Chicago???s own, he is The Man of the People??????Mr. Showtime???.. Drake Green!

Drake trades handshakes and hugs with several of the fans in the crowd as he makes his way toward the ring. He walks around the entire rings, making sure he says hello to all the fans at ringside. Finally, he hops onto to the apron and steps up on the second rope and raises his arms again for the crowd. He steps down and walks over to the opposite corner and climbs up again, smiling at the crowd, as he walks by across the ring. He unhooks his belt and raises it high for the crowd to see.

Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!

He steps down off of the rope and walks over toward the side of the ring, slings his belt over his left shoulder and motions for the microphone...

Drake: Helloooo Primm, Nevada!

The crowd pops!

Drake: Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, children of all ages....welcome to the show!

The crowd pops even LOUDER!

Drake: Are you ready for the most magical, the most fantastical showstopper of all time?! I am your soldier, I am your savior, I am your Main Event Maker and I got just one question for ya. What time is it?!

Crowd: Showtime!

Drake: No, no, no. I said what time is it?

Crowd: Showtime!

Drake: People of Nevada, MY PEOPLE! I know you can do better than that. I asked you WHAT MOTHER FUCKING TIME IS IT?!

Crowd: SHOWTIME!

Drake holds his left arm up and points out to the crowd. He nods his head as he moves his arm, panning through the crowd.

Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!

Drake: I want you all to do me a favor tonight. In just a few short minutes Justin Decent here is going introduce my opponent??????Hot Stuff??? Mark Ward???

Crowd: BOO!

Drake: When he walks through that curtain I want you all to do me a favor and boo the living shit out of him.

Crowd: Showtime! Showtime! Showtime!

Drake mouths the words ???THANK YOU??? to the crowd before handing the microphone to Justin and his shirt and title to the referee. He tugs on the ropes two times and waits for his opponent to be introduced.

Justin: His opponent is the challenger! From London, England, weighing 240 pounds ... 'Hot Stuff' Mark Ward!

The opening beat of drums is heard through the speaker, The fans instantly boo and cheer as a huge guitar rift starts to play as this pryo???s explode either side of the stage. Skid Row's "Midnight Tornado" Starts to boom through the speakers. The smoke starts to clear and Hot Stuff Mark Ward is seen standing on the top of the stage. He points to the fans on the left side of him, then to the fans on the right, and then clinches his fists. He starts to grind his hips as the rock music continues to blast out. He takes a few steps forward to the beginning of the ramp and does a double muscle pose, causing more pyro???s to explode behind him and the fans react louder. Hot Stuff is wearing snake skin shorts and matching snake skin boots, both with Union Jack flags on both the shorts and boots with HS on the rear. He slowly walks down the ramp, stopping every few feet to pose for the ladies in attendance. Hot Stuff walks up to the ropes and jumps over them, before running and jumping on to the ropes, his arms held high in the air, fans still booing and cheering.

Simone: Am I the only one hearing some cheers for Mark?

Adams: So much for booing the shit out of him.

'Hot Stuff' drops down to the mat and turns around -- and is IMMEDIATELY struck with a running clothesline by Drake Green! Jasmine calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Immediately Drake covers Mark and hooks his leg tightly!

1.....
2.....
Kick out!

Adams: Oh my god! That was close!

Simone: How humiliating would that have been if Drake Green had pinned Mark Ward that quickly!?

Drake pounces on the stunned Mark ward and unloads on him, driving repeated right hands straight into his temple. Drake then drags him up to his feet and fires him off into the ropes where he connects with a running dropkick! Again, Drake makes the quick cover and hooks the leg!

1.....
2.....
Again, Mark kicks out!

And again, Drake responds by grabbing Hot Stuff by the head and laying in the fists as Jasmine issues her count but gets only to four before Drake breaks.

Adams: Drake is all over Mark! He isn't giving him a chance to regroup!

Simone: Drake knows what Mark Ward is capable of! He might not like him but you can bet he sure as hell respects him.

Drake again drags Mark to his feet and he picks him up for a scoop slam but Mark quickly shifts his weight and drops down behind Drake, grabbing him from behind in a rear waistlock. He runs Drake into the ropes for a rollup but Drake holds on and Mark falls back to the mat and rolls backwards, getting immediately to his feet. Drake charges him and swings for a running clothesline but Mark uses his own arm to block it, hooks Drake's arm in his own, and he twists it into an arm wringer.

Simone: Now we're seeing some of Mark's experience and technical expertise playing a role.

Mark grits his teeth as he cranks the arm hold in, then twists his arm again into an overhead armlock. Mark then starts shouting about a hair pull, but the moment Jasmine goes behind to check, it's Mark who grabs a handful of Drake's hair and brings him down hard to the mat, retaining the armlock on the canvas. The crowd boos and Drake kicks and shouts complaints to the official, but of course 'Hot Stuff' denies it when questioned.

Adams: Well what did they expect? For him to actually admit it?

Drake kicks his legs and manages to get to a sitting position, then pushes himself to his feet. He begins to counter the armlock when Mark grabs his hair again and brings him back down to the mat a second time, much to the crowd's chagrin. Yet before Jasmine can question his tactics, Drake suddenly counters and rolls through, trapping Mark face-first on the mat in a hammerlock!

Simone: That didn't go quite how Mark expected.

Mark shouts in pain as Drake cranks the pressure on, forcing his arm clear up his back. Drake then grabs Mark by the hair with one hand and slams his face into the mat.

Adams: Payback's a .... well you know.

Simone: This is SCW, Jason. You can say it.

Adams: Beotch!

Jasmine warns Drake about the hair pull but he all but ignores her as he grabs Mark's arm with both hands and pushes it hard up his back, eliciting a howl of agony from Ward! Drake then positions himself and somersaults over into a bridge, adding even more increased pressure to the hammerlock!

Adams: Look at that pressure!

Simone: Listen to 'Hot Stuff' yell.

Jasmine is on the mat, asking Mark repeatedly if he wants to give it up but Mark shakes his head, refusing to give Drake the satisfaction! Drake finally rolls over, keeping the pressure on, and Mark manages to force his way back to his feet to help relieve some of the hold's pressure. Mark then uses his body to drive Green back into the nearest corner, sandwiching him between his body and the unyielding turnbuckles. Mark turns around and ignores Jasmine's objections as he throws a heavy forearm into the side of Drake's head, and then leans down and rams his shoulder into Green's stomach three straight times. Mark then backs up a step, shaking his hurt arm. He grabs Green by his arm and brings him from out of the corner with an Irish whip but Drake counters into a short-arm reversal into an inverted atomic drop.

Adams: Ohh! Mark's never happy to have the jewels take any damage!

Drake jumps onto the middle rope and uses it as a springboard to launch himself into Ward with a flying dropkick. Mark has had enough and rolls from out of the ring, and to the ringside floor.

Simone: I do not think Mark expected this kind of offence from Drake Green.

Adams: Yeah it looks like he's taking a break to rethink things.

The crowd boos and taunts 'Hot Stuff' as he paces the ringside floor, tending to his sore arm, as Jasmine tells him to get back inside. Mark ignores her and the referee begins to issue a count.

1...
2...
3...
4...
5...

However, Drake, not wanting to get anything other than a pinfall victory, climbs through the ropes to break the count, and goes after Mark himself. Drake comes up behind the unsuspecting Hot Stuff and spins him around, but Mark swings wildly, nailing him with a forearm shot to the side of the head, knocking Drake against the barricade.

Simone: Mark has one of the hardest swings in the entirety of Sin City Wrestling.

Adams: He should. He's been in enough pub brawls.

Drake comes back off the railing and throws his own forearm at Mark, knocking the 'boss man' into the ringside. Angry now, Mark comes back with another forearm, staggering Drake around in a near full circle. Drake then lashes a boot out into Ward's midsection, doubling him over. Drake then gets a running start and lands a running forearm to the side of the head, knocking Mark to his back!

4...
5...
6...

Drake rolls back inside to break the count, then back outside once again. Drake calls to the crowd who cheers him on and he stands on the ring apron, waiting for Mark to get to his feet. Hot Stuff slowly pulls himself up to a vertical base, and the moment he turns around, Drake goes for a missile dropkick -- but Mark moves! Drake's back hits the ringside floor with little protection!

Simone: Christ! That was a bad move by Drake Green!

Adams: Yeah, especially since it didn't work!

Mark looks down at the now hurt Drake with a smile on his face and taps a forefinger to his temple, indicating his smarts. Mark grabs him by the tights and neck and rolls him back inside of the ring, following him in right after.

Simone: And now is when Mark Ward becomes a dangerous predator. He's like a shark that smells blood.

Adams: Or a fat dude who smells fresh fried chicken.

His face in obvious pain, Drake gets to his hands and knees to rise, and Mark starts unloaded repeated blows to the back, working on the fresh injury. Drake rolls over to his back and Mark presses a boot to his throat and grabs the top rope, choking Green out as Jasmine counts!

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Only then does Mark break the infraction with a condescending smile towards the official. Mark grabs Drake and shoves him halfway between the bottom and middle ropes, then drags him up and pulls his upper body between the middle and top ropes.

Simone: He has Green trapped with nowhere to go, now.

Mark starts delivering swift kicks to Green's exposed back with the ACW Champion unable to move to defend himself. Mark steps away at Jasmine's insistence, but only to run into the ropes and come off with a dropkick, right to Green's back! The impact knocks Green partially loose, and Mark grabs him, drags him halfway back inside, and in one fluid maneuver, drops Green's back down across his exposed knee, and then brings him back inside completely with a Falling neckbreaker. Mark covers him and hooks the leg.

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Drake kicks out!

Adams: Close one! And ol' Hot Stuff ain't happy, is he?

Mark is on his feet, confronting Jasmine and insisting that it had been a three count. The official is unphased and holds up two fingers, quietly telling the boss that it indeed, was not.

Simone: Give Jasmine credit. She's not even letting her boss bully her inside of that ring.

Mark shakes his head and walks back over to where Drake is trying to regroup and he drives his knee down into Green's back four straight times. Mark then drags him up and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip. On the rebound, Ward scoops Drake up and drops him across his knee in a backbreaker. Mark then picks his dead weight up and drops him in a second backbreaker.

Simone: We are really seeing an example of Mark Ward's strength.

Hot Stuff keeps Drake positioned across his knee and pushes down on his leg and chin. Jasmine asks Drake if he wants to submit but the ACW Champion will not. When seeing the champion was being 'stubborn', Mark threw him down to the canvas and immediately covered him, hooking the inside leg.

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Drake kicks out!

Adams: There's still plenty of fight left in Showtime!

Mark then grabs Drake up off of the canvas and dumps him through the ropes and to the outside of the ring.

Simone: Now what does Mark think he's doing? He won't win the title by count out.

Mark brushes past Jasmine and drops to the floor outside. He grabs Drake around the waist and runs his back straight into the unyielding ring apron.

Adams: Is answer question?

Mark lays in a heavy fist to the side of Drake's head, then goes to whip him into the protective barrier but Drake reverses it and sends 'Hot Stuff' in instead with a resounding crash!

Adams: Well that didn't go as Mark expected!

The crowd begins rallying behind the hurt 'Showtime' as Mark staggers out, holding his back. Drake shakes off the pain and charges, but Mark ducks behind him -- and hits a release German suplex!

Adams: On the floor! On the floor! There's just a little padding outside there!

Simone: he could have done far more than just hurt Drake further. he could have permanently disabled him with a move like that!

Adams: I don't think Mark cares at this point!

Mark yields to Jasmine, hands up in mock innocence and a 'charming' smile as he grabs the limp form of Drake Green and rolls him back inside of the ring. Mark casually climbs back in and lays back across Drake's sternum in a cover.

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3 - No! Green kicks out!

The crowd cheers as Mark stares in surprise at Jasmine who holds up two fingers!

Simone: I am surprised! I thought that suplex on the outside would have knocked Green out cold!

Adams: Drake does not want to lose any match -- especially to Mark Ward!

Drake fights to recover but Mark slams a forearm blow into his hurt back, sending him against the ropes. Mark walks right in and drapes a leg over Green's throat on the ropes, choking him out as Jasmine counts!

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Mark breaks.

Adams: Do you think she'd really disqualify one of the owners of SCW?

Simone: Something tells me that she has the 'other' owner of SCW watching her back in that regard.

Mark steps back and he smiles, sizing Drake up.

Simone: Uh oh! I think I know what's about to come!

Adams: I think everybody knows what's about to come!

Drake coughs from the choking and uses the ropes to drag himself by force to his feet. He turns around, and Mark lashes out with his boot for the Red Hot superkick .. but Drake blocks it! Drake ducks down and scoops Mark up in the precarious position and powerbombs him!

Adams: What a counter to the Red Hot!

Simone: I don't think anybody has ever done that before!

Both men are now down on the mat as Jasmine starts her double count against both champion and challenger!

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Mark rolls over to his hands and knees and pushes himself up!

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Drake uses the ropes to get to his feet! Mark comes charging in and Drake nails him with a spinning DDT!

Simone: What a move!

Drake with the cover!

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3 - NO! Mark gets his shoulder up!

Adams: Oh my god that was close!!

Drake fights through the pain and drags Hot Stuff back to his feet. He goes for a whip into the ropes but Mark goes to reverse it. Drake counters that into another reversal and brings him over with a belly to belly suplex! Drake covers him again!

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Drake pulls Mark up and scoop slams him to the mat. Drake then goes to the corner and mounts the middle turnbuckle. He waits as Mark gets to his feet and he then launches himself for a dropkick, but Mark blocks it and grabs his legs, bringing him down hard! Mark then steps through, going for a sharpshooter, but turns him over onto his stomach and pulling him back in a Bull Nakano stretch!

Simone: beautiful counter by Mark! This might be it!

Jasmine is asking Drake to submit but despite the obvious agony that he's in, Drake shakes his head wildly, refusing to bend to Mark Ward's will! After several long, torturous seconds, Mark finally lets go and drops Green to the canvas! Mark pulls him to his feet and Irish whips him into the corner. Mark charges in but Drake moves out of dodge and Hot Stuff crashes sternum-first! Mark staggers around, clutching his chest, and Drake jumps up and hits...

Adams: The Showstopper!

Suddenly the lights in the entire building go completely out!

Simone: What the hell is going on!?

Adams: AH! Boogeyman!!!

The crowd shouts in confusion for several seconds when just as swiftly, the lights come back on -- but EVERYONE inside of the ring is down -- including the referee, Jasmine!

Simone: What just happened!?

Adams: Jasmine is down too! What is going on?

Suddenly a confused reaction from the crowd heralds the arrival of the Saviors as they hurry out to ringside to lend a hand! Led by Pandora, he and Jasper and Katu hurry out to the ringside area and slide into the six-sided ring to first check on the fallen Jasmine. They then turn and spot the fallen combatants and confer. They nod and walk over and proceed to try to revive, of all people, Drake Green!

Adams: Are the Saviors actually helping Drake Green!?

The three men lend a hand and help Drake to his feet, and the crowd explodes in cheers for the act of good will by these former hated heels! Scott Pandora checks with Drake, assuring that he's alright. Drake nods and Scott pats him on the chest and steps back -- AND JASPER AND KATU BOTH NAIL DRAKE GREEN WITH A DOUBLE SUPERKICK!!!

Simone: What the f-

Adams: ANDANGO!

Scott grabs Drake and pulls him up and hits a package piledriver on the ACW Champion! Katu and Jasper grab Mark and roll him on top of Drake, then dive out of the ring as Scott helps Jasmine revive herself before he too dives from the ring! She turns and sees the cover...

Adams: Oh no...

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Simone: Not like this!

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Simone: No!

The bell rings and the crowd reacts with screams of protest and boos as Scott Pandora grabs the ACW belt and slides it inside of the ring.

Justin: The winner of the match ... and NEW ACW Champion ... HOT STUFF MARK WARD!!!

Scott Pandora and the rest of the Saviors climb inside of the ring where Mark grabs the ACW belt and Scott helps him to his feet and raises his arm in victory, much to the crowd's displeasure!

Simone: Those two faced bastards! It was a ruse! All of it! They played everyone for fools!

Adams: They made us think they were turning over a new leaf but they stabbed Drake Green in the back -- right in front of his face!

The crowd continues to boo as Katu and Jasper hold the ropes open for Mark and he slowly climbs out. The saviors then follow him as Mark smiles, holding the ACW belt high in the air as a very angry Drake Green watches him depart...!

In the locker room area, Jimmy ???Real Money??? Ringo is seen stretching for the upcoming match when he hears the door open. He looks up and his face twists into a look of almost disbelief. He stands up as Mickey Carroll walks in, dressed in an opened black button up shirt over a wifebeater and a pair of fit jeans. His hand is unusually empty, missing the pint of Guinness that usually accompanies him. Mickey mumbles out sounds, but nothing seems to actually come out.

Ringo: Yo, Irish! Are fucking kidding me? Ya gonna get ready? We gotta be out there in like ten minutes???

Mickey looks at Ringo with a worried expression on his face as he fidgets around with the bottom button of his shirt, tapping his foot as he tries to verbalize what he???s trying to say.

Ringo: You can???t tell me that you???re actually nervous about this, Red??? This was the plan all along, and now ya gonna back out on me? No freakin??? way, bro???

Mickey: Fuck ye for even suggesting that I would back out of this thing??? I will go out there and crack open Jordan Williams??? chrome dome skull. I just??? I feel like maybe, me and Ben???s troubles are still fixable.

Ringo: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa??? WHOA! Hold up, back it up there, Mick??? Are you tellin??? me that suddenly, all the smack that kid talked about you to your face??? all that trashbag said behind your back??? and the fact that he replaced you as his tag team partner??? you???re just gonna forget about all of it? You???re gonna let him get away with that? You ain???t the man I thought you was, broski???

Ringo holds his hand up in Mickey???s face, which causes the short temper to appear in the Irishman. He smacks the hand away from his face and then pulls Ringo in closer to stare deep into his widened emerald eyes.

Mickey: Oi! Ye callin??? me a punk, mate?

Ringo: I call ???em like I see ???em, Red??? If ya want to go back to being Ben Jordan???s bitch boy, then by all means, go for it. Just know that I got my sights set on him, and if anybody, even you, gets in my way??? People will get hurt.

Mickey: I never back down from a fight. I told ye I hard yer back, mate. I am good on me word, Money. I will go into this match, and I will make sure that yer back is taken care of. Ye know, make sure no one else puts a knife in yer back???

Ringo nods his head for a moment before something catches him as funny. He turns to Mickey with a suspicious look on his face.

Ringo: Wait, what? ???No one else????

Mickey: What? Never said that. Yer getting paranoid there. I got yer back, now ye need to get mine. Just, I???d prefer not to have to fight Ben for real???

Ringo shakes his head, seeming annoyed and suspicious as he stares at Mickey. He grunts in displeasure at the gnawing feeling he???s getting before he backs up toward the door.

Ringo: Whatever??? I???m in it to win it. Just make sure your head???s in the game, and for fuck sake??? suit up already???

Ringo disappears from the room, leaving Mickey to get ready for their match. Mickey waits until the door closes before he chuckles to himself. He reaches into his duffel bag and pulls out his green tights, wrapped around his pint of Guinness. He twists the cap off and takes a gulp as we fade out.

Backstage at the Star of the Desert Arena, Amy Marshall is seen walking backstage in her ring gear, preparing herself for her match later in the evening. She cracks her knuckles as she stops by the refreshment table for a bottled water. She twists the cap off and takes a drink before being checked into the table, nearly knocking stuff off. Amy turns around to see Delia standing there with an angry look on her face.

Amy: You stupid, worthless piece of shit! Watch where you are going!

Delia: I know exactly where I???m going, gutter trash???

Before Amy can retort, Delia rams her fist into the side of her face. Amy holds on to her jaw, but doesn???t give any more time before she pelts Delia right in the face. Delia is spun around, and Amy picks up a meat tray and slaps her across the face with salami that sticks to her face. Delia picks up a bottle of mustard and sprays it in Amy???s eyes. Amy is blinded, but that doesn???t stop her from swinging wildly on Delia. Both ladies lock up and roll over on to the table. Amy shoves a muffin into Delia???s mouth, trying desperately to choke her while trying to rub the mustard out of her eyes. Delia rolls Amy over on top of a small chocolate cake on the table.

Adams: Well, the dream I had from a couple of weeks ago has come true. Look at them going at it!

Simone: FOOD FIGHT!

As Amy dunks Delia???s head in a bowl of punch, Angelica comes out of nowhere with a club to the back. She rips Amy off of Delia who gasps for air. Amy decks Angelica in the face, busting open her lip in the process. Meanwhile, Delia cracks Amy over the head with the glass bowl, knocking her out. She stands over Amy with a look of contempt as Angelica gets in a few boots to Amy???s head. Delia holds out her hand as Angelica hands her a small cosmetics bag.

Delia: Now I will show you z???e way to REALLY beat a mug, bitch???

Delia pulls out a powder puff and smacks Amy across the face with it a few times. She tosses it to the side and pulls out a tube of lipstick. She runs it over Amy???s lips and then draws the word ???PIG??? on her forehead. She stops for a moment to admire her handiwork before dusting her hands off. Angelica laughs and points as the two ladies back away and disappear.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and is a tag team match.

???REAL MONEY MAKES THE WORLD GO ???ROUND???

???C.R.E.A.M.??? by the Wu Tang Clan quietly starts to play through the speakers as the crowd starts to boo. Out steps Jimmy ???Real Money??? Ringo along with Mickey Carroll. Ringo stands in his shiny black wrestling trunks with a chrome ???$??? sign on one side. He holds both ends of the white towel wrapped around his neck as he smiles and waves at the booing crowd members. Mickey, standing in black and green wrestling gear, raises his arms and enjoys the boos raining down on him, giving a twisted sort of smile.

Crowd: BOO!

Justin: Introducing first...at a combined weight of 435 pounds...the team of Mickey Carroll and Jimmy "Real Money" Ringo

Adams: These guys really make my skin crawl...

Simone: They make the things that make my skin crawl..crawl...

The lights from the ceiling reflect off of the Gucci sunglasses that Ringo has on covering his face. The two men make their way up to the steel steps and then slowly slip in between the ropes. Jimmy reaches over toward Justin and grabs the microphone. He puts it up to his lips and tries to speak but he???s drowned out by the crowd???s booing. He smiles for a moment before quieting them down.

Ringo: Gimme the damn mic so these idiots can have the pleasure of listening to Money talk?

Crowd: BOO!

Ringo: My name is real money and I am better than you. I'm better looking than you, I have more money than you, and I most certainly have more charisma than you.

Crowd: Ringo Sucks! Ringo Sucks! Ringo Sucks!

Ringo: That's right. Keep telling ya selves that. Keep telling ya selves that ya don't like me. All you ladiesl know deep down inside that you love it. You love looking at Money's perfectly formed physique and touching ya selves. All ya men know you wish you looked like this. You wish ya could be Real Money.

Crowd: BOO!

Before Jimmy can say anything else Mickey grabs the microphone out of his hand.

Mickey: I think what me over tanned friend is trying to say is all ye hick hillbillies in Primm, Nevada ain't got shit on Mickey and Real Money.

Crowd: Mickey Sucks! Mickey Sucks! Mickey Sucks!

Mickey: Oi! The hell with the lot a ye. Mickey Carroll ain't no-

The lights dim down

Simone: Oh thank goodness???

Justin: And their opponents at a combined weight of 475 pounds the team of BEN JORDAN and JORDAN WILLIAMS!!!

The opening chords to Alter Bridge's "I Know It Hurts" starts to blast through the speakers and the lights in the arena drop down slightly. Flashing blue lights hit the entrance ramp as cheers emulate from the fans. Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp and looks around at the crowd. The ever ominous Sasha walks out from behind the curtain first, standing with her hands on her hips as she glares at the crowd. Jordan emerges from behind Sasha and the fans reactions grow louder. Jordan throws up the double guns pose as Sasha begins walking down the aisle, with Jordan following behind her. Ben nods his head to the sound of the music, looking around with an approving smile. Ben follows Jordan down the ramp, quickly sliding in the ring and looking around at the crowd, waiting for the match to start.

Simone: Lots of dirty looks between Mickey and Ben as we get ready to start this grudge match.

Adams: Maybe their faces are just normally that way.

Mickey paces a little near his corner as Jordan steps forward with a grin. Mickey smiles right back at him with a smirk as he gets ready to step forward. The two fighters lock up and the smiles soon fade. Jordan tries to get Mickey in a headlock right away but the Brit slips out of his grasp and spins behind him. Jordan flings an elbow back that catches Mickey in the face.

Simone: Quick action to start things off here. Ben and Mickey have been getting a lot of the focus in this match but you can not forget about Jordan Williams.

Adams: Yeah or else he will kick you in the face...that happened to me once.

Jordan keeps up the offensive charging into Mickey and whipping him into the ropes. On the rebound he catches Carroll in a big lariat that sends Mickey to the mat. Jordan Williams is not wasting any time but neither is Mickey who charges up with a european uppercut. Mickey is to his feet now throwing fist at Jordan who takes some hits before blocking and driving a knee into Mickey side.

Simone: That is a momentum killer right there.

Jordan grabs Mickey and drives another knee into him before slipping behind him and bringing him down with a german suplex.

Adams: And that just looked like it hurt a lot. But I think Mickey is just grinning.

Simone: Well Mickey Carroll is a fighter above all else and in many ways he feeds off pain.

Adams: Yep, pain and booze.

Jordan is now pulling Mickey to his feet and tosses him into the corner where Ben is waiting. Jordan makes the tag and Ben quickly gets in. Ben rushes to the corner to drive a knee into his former tag team partner but Mickey rolls out of the way. Carroll makes a mad dash for his partner and tags Jimmy in. Jimmy Ringo rushes forward looking for a fight and catches Ben by surprise as he tries to get out of the corner. Jimmy Ringo hits a big elbow strike on Ben then pulls him out of the corner and into a fisherman suplex.

Adams: Is it me or did it seem that Mickey ran away at the chance to hit Ben?

Simone: He might have just not wanted to get any more knees driven into his body.

Jimmy Ringo stomps on Ben as he tries to get up then pulls him to his feet. Ringo tries for another suplex that Ben reverses out of and tries for a quick belly to back suplex of his own. Ringo powers out of it and whips Ben into the ropes. Ben is taken of his feet with a clothesline but is quick to recover. Jimmy tries to hit Ben with another elbow but Ben Jordan evades and hits Jimmy with a big back hand. Ben Jordan with a huge snap suplex. The fans cheer him on.

Simone: That just proves if you are quick enough you can take down a bigger man. Ben is a smart fighter, always has been.

Jimmy scrambles to his feet as Ben tries to grab him again. Ringo gets the advantage and hits Ben with a quick DDT. The fans are not happy about this or that Jimmy is dragging Ben towards his corner. Jimmy reaches for the tag but Mickey does not connect. Mickey Carroll looks at his former partner and shakes his head.

Adams: Is Mickey refusing the tag!? This match just got really interesting.

Simone: It sure does seem that Mickey does not want to be in the ring with his former partner.

Ringo looks confused and that is all Ben needs to get Jimmy in a spinebuster that makes a huge impact in the center of the ring. Fans are supporting this turn of events with a big cheer. Ben goes to his corner, tags in Jordan Williams and rushes to the top turnbuckle. Ben Jordan is up in the air with a big frog splash that Jimmy is able to roll out of at the last moment. Ringo starts to rise right into a running knee strike from Jordan Williams.

Simone: Ringo just stepped out of the frying pan and into the fire.

Adams: That is if you tend to cook with Jordan???s big flying knee.

Ben Jordan and Jimmy Ringo are both lying on their backs. Jordan Williams is going for the quick pin.

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Simone: Jimmy Ringo looks dazed but it was not enough to take him down.

Jordan gets locked up with Jimmy and with a show of power gets him up and slams him right back down with a big shoulderbreaker. Jordan goes for the pin again.

Adams: Jimmy can???t be put down.

Jordan Williams pulls Jimmy to his feet again but this time Ringo is ready. He powers out of Williams grip and hits Jordan with a big forearm. Then grabs him in a belly to belly suplex. Both men are slow to get up after that but Ringo is up first. He sees that Mickey has his hand out and he goes for the tag.

Simone: Oh I see how it is, now that it is not his former partner he has no problem getting in.

Adams: Mickey is just strange..you know...British.

Simone: You know your boss is British.

Adams: Well yeah..one of my bosses.

Mickey charges out of his corner like a man on fire but stops in his tracks as he sees Jordan Williams make the tag as well. Ben steps into the ring and the crowd is going crazy. Mikey is backing up and shaking his head. He turns and tags Jimmy Ringo back in.

Simone: I can???t believe what I am seeing, after all the trash talk Mickey does not seem able to fight Ben Jordan.

Adams: Well the fans are not happy about this at all and neither is Jimmy Ringo. He is shouting at Mickey to get back in there.

Mickey ignores his partner and starts to walk away ignoring the jeers of the fans around him. Mickey stands at the ramp glaring at Ben. Ben watches him for a moment then shrugs it off. He grabs the distracted Ringo and hits a northern lights suplex into a pin.

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Simone: Ben just nearly got the win there because of Mickey!

Adams: Maybe they are not enemies after all. I don???t know what to believe anymore.

Ben is not letting up and tries to get Jimmy into a figure four leglock but Jimmy is able to get to the ropes before Ben gets the chance. Jimmy Ringo is taking the break to catch his breath.

Simone: Jimmy Ringo is looking worn down.

Adams: Or maybe not! who knows anymore!

The two fighters lock up, Ben tries to catch Ringo in a suplex but Jimmy drops some elbow strikes on the back of Bens head. Jimmy gets out of the hold and has Ben???s arm. Ben rolls out of that and is up quick catching Jimmy Ringo is a swift exploder suplex.

Simone: Ben is going for the tag.

Adams: Or maybe he will just leave the ring...down is up...black is white.

Simone: Maybe you should go to your quiet place.

Jordan Williams is up on the top rope now that he is the legal man and hits a high angle dropkick right as Jimmy tries to get to his feet. Ringo is back down and Jordan is wasting no time. He gets Jimmy in a arm trap face lock! It looks like he is about to tap out but Mickey rushes over to put his foot on the rope while the refs back is turned.

Simone: Mickey just struck Ben Jordan from behind!

Adams: Ah ok everything is right with the world.

The ref is calling for Jordan Williams to break the hold while Mickey Carroll is raining down rights and left on his former friend Ben outside the ring. For the moment Jordan Williams does not seem to notice the outside fighting, his focus is on Ringo who is dazed. Jordan Williams is trying for a gutwrench powerbomb but Ringo somehow reverses it into a bulldog. Both men take a moment to get up.

Outside the ring Mickey has gotten Ben to his feet only to slam him into the ring post. He follows that up with a brutal punt as Ben tries to get to his feet.

Simone: This match got really crazy very quickly.

Back in the ring both Jordan and Jimmy are slowly getting to their feet. Jordan rushes for the ropes and uses them to push him forward as he charges towards Jimmy and hits a sling blade.

Adams: 2G4U! Jordan is going to win this match despite all the chaos.

Simone: If he can focus. He just noticed that Ben is down and is checking on him.

Adams: Mickey has rushed back to his corner and is reaching out for Jimmy! I don???t know how this guy is doing it. He has taken a huge beating.

Jordan turns around to see Jimmy Ringo getting to his feet. He rushes over to try to stop him but Ringo is able to dive in the save. Mickey comes out of the ring like a man on fire, charging at Jordan Williams. He stomps on him while he is down yelling at him to get up. Jordan charges up and surprises Mickey with an uppercut that leads to a quick reverse DDT.

Simone: For the second time tonight Jordan Williams has stopped Mickey in his tracks.

Jordan and Mickey are both up quickly. The two men are exchanging blows in the center of the ring. Jordan grabs Mickey trying for a belly to belly but Mickey reverses with an elbow strike and spins behind Jordan. Jordan spins around Mickey and somehow hits a dragon suplex.

Adams: ATL Crusher! Jordan is going for the pin.

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Simone: I told you Mickey is a fighter.

Adams: Yeah and crazy.

Jordan gets up and is surprised to see that Ben Jordan has climbed to his corner. The fans notice now too and they are cheering him on. Jordan goes to his corner and tags Ben in. Jordan Williams is climbing the top rope and is up with a moonsault! Ben runs in behind and gets Mickey caught in Crossing Jordan.

Simone: Mickey has no where to go and his partner is to beat down.

Adams: The fans know it too. They are cheering Ben on!

Mickey struggles to reach the corner but he can???t seem to do it. Jimmy tries to help but Jordan Williams is there to stop him. Mickey taps out! Ben gets to his feet with help from Jordan as the crowd gives them a huge pop. Mickey rolls out of the ring disgusted.

Justin: And your winners Ben Jordan and Jordan Williams!

Simone: A hard fought battle but despite Mickey???s mind games he was not able to pick up the win.

The titantron flares up to life as we see Kain, back in New York City. The crowd, unsure of what is happening, starts to boo at him, thinking that he's a coward or didn't want to participate in the fight for some reason. Kain waits until the noise level drops, then begins to speak.

Kain: Normally, I would have been there right now. The title is on the line and I've been training EXTREMELY hard back in California. I went through one week's worth of grueling tests with some of the most cold-hearted, ruthless masters in the world. I finally won their respect and earned the right to train with them. I also received an unwelcoming surprise in the form of my wife, Ariel, who decided to pack up and leave with the kids and gave me an ultimatum; either it's them or this wrestling life. I've worked SO HARD in being a family man that once this title match came into picture, it was all I think about and it almost came to the point of where it could have destroyed everything. Thankfully, I came to my senses. I decided to remain inactive from Sin City Wrestling until things are stable again within my personal life. It's not an act of cowardice. It's an act of courage and bravery on my behalf, as I choose to step away from the spotlight so that I may spend more time with my family. I don't know when I'll be coming back, but I hope that when I do return, all of you, for both good and bad, your support for me will still be there. I thank you all and wish you farewell for the time being. Max, Giani, and Hardin - good luck to you. I will be back and I WILL be SCW Heavyweight Champion someday. But right now? Now is not the time. Until then...farewell gents and good luck in the match ahead!

The Titantron shut off and the crowd stood on their feet and gave Kain a standing ovation, now realizing why he isn't in the arena, although some boos can still be heard.

Adams: That was very much a respected decision. What Kain basically said, to the audience, is that he isn't retiring, but he's just staying away from the business for awhile until things are OK for him again.

Simone: Mark and Christian were already in contact with Kain and they completely understand his decision and respect it. With Kain out of the picture now, Giani, Max, and Hardin must focus their efforts on each other if they are to win the title. But one thing is for sure; despite Kain leaving the business for a long while, I have no doubts that he'll be watching the PPV back in his second home in New York City and wishing he was here. Until then, Kain, good luck to you. We all respect you for your incredible decision to give up this opportunity to be with your family. Nothing else comes first other than family!

Backstage, we see Angelica and Delia sitting in front of the make up mirror as Delia wipes bits of food from her face, scowling as she babbles on under her breath in French. Angelica sighs and looks sad for her friend as she puts a hand on Delia???s shoulder to comfort her.

Angelica: Awww, honey, don???t get so down about it. I mean, it???s not like you have to worry about permanent damage or anything. I mean, you are perfect, darling??? I???m the one who has puffy eyelids. SUCH a pain to work with???

Delia: No??? My nose is just a little too big. And now z???at z???e punk whore has possibly broken it, I???m going to look like z???e Big Bird!

Delia pouts as she gently rubs at her nose, pouting out her lips. Angelica leans down and sits on the make up table, looking at Delia with a saddened look on her face.

Angelica: But??? I can???t even use most eye liners because they make my eyes pop TOO much. It???s like a curse, really. Just make Amy pay for it later, and we can consider plastic surgery another time, okay? Hugs, sweetie???

Angelica wraps her arms around Delia as she tries to calm her friend down. There is a long pause as Delia sniffles into Angelica???s shirt, nodding her head.

Ringo: Ladies, ladies...don't forget to leave room for Money.

Delia and Angelica both look over to their left to see Jimmy ???Real Money??? Ringo staring at them with a look of delight on his face as he stares at them. Angelica snarls at him as Delia slowly gets up from her chair. She stares at Ringo with that stone like expression on her face before cracking a slight smile.

Angelica: Ew??? Can???t you take a hint?

Delia: I will leave you two lovebirds to??? hmm hmm hmm???

Angelica: No! Please don???t?

Angelica tries to plead with Delia as she walks off, pouting and almost whining as Delia disappears around the corner. She rolls her eyes and sighs as she looks back to Ringo standing in front of her.

Ringo: My love. You are the Choo to my Jimmy

Angelica: And you???re the gagging feeling to the back of my throat. Leave my presence now, please?

Angelica acts as if she is trying to be polite, even though she is obviously annoyed. She smiles sweetly and blinks for a moment.

Ringo: Baby, why all the hostility? Why can't you see how we're meant to be? The love that we have is as beautiful as a Louie V bag.

Angelica: No! It???s not, because there is no love! Can you get it through that thick, greasy, dense head of yours? There will never be???

Angelica points between her and Ringo quickly so as to emphasize her point as she begins to grow a bit belligerent in the process.

Angelica: ??? an ???us???! There is a you, way, WAY over there, and there is a me right here. We will never??? NE-VER be an ???us??? with your cheesy 80???s pick up lines!

Ringo: my rhymes are not cheesy bitch. I mean my beautiful queen of sex.

Angelica gasps in horror as she looks at Ringo. Her mouth is gaping in disbelief as she reaches up to smack him. He grabs on to her wrist and pulls her in close for a kiss, but she shakes him off, gagging as she turns to walk away.

Angelica: You disgust me, and no matter how sexy??? I mean mildly attractive??? you are, that will never change, no matter what anybody thinks. You are crude, you???re crass, you???re vulgar, and not even worth my time, baby??? So why don???t you get ???Tricky??? and ???B-Boy??? your way out of here, kay? Thanks???

Ringo: You have any idea how insanely hot you look when you get mad baby? C'mon...let's close this door and get freaky with Money

Angelica: Read my lips, creep! Not in a MILLION YEARS!

Ringo: I don't need a million years honey, just a few minutes with the Miami salami.

Angelica just stares at him, appearing to be even more disgusted than before, as if it were possible. Angelica just shakes her head, smirking at his ignorance before resting her eyes on him, narrowing them.

Angelica: The women???s locker room is just around the corner, why don???t you go find one of the easy girls, and give them the best two minutes they will have for the day??? You can go shave your back now???

Ringo: Ok, baby. I'ma check this locker room out... But I want you to know...Money waxes...everything.

Angelica rolls her eyes at him as he turns around and walks out of the room. She sighs in relief as she shuts the door, locking it. She sits down at the make up table and begins straightening out her lip liner, glossing it over in the mirror.

Simone: It???s time for the first of tonight???s two main events and it???s a big one, the Bombshell Championship is on the line as Gothika defends against Amy Marshall, Necra Octavian Kane and the woman she beat for the title Roxi Jonson!

Adams: And it???s one fall to a finish so let???s take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is a Fatal Four Way Match for the SCW Bombshell Championship!

"Outsider" plays over the PA system. Once the lyrics begin, Roxi Jonson emerges from the backstage area she pauses at the top of the entranceway, soaking in the atmosphere.

Justin: Introducing the challengers, first from Tampa, Florida, Roxi Jonson!

She stares ahead at the ring and begins a slow walk towards it. She pauses from time to time looking around the arena. After a moment, she steps on the apron, and enters the ring through the ropes. Once inside, she runs to the nearest corner, jumps on it, and raises her arms to the cheers of the audience.

Simone: Roxi would still be the champion if it weren???t for Gothika???s former tag team partner Raynin and she???s been chasing after the title ever since!

Adams: Unfortunately for her she isn???t the only challenger!

Roxi paces back and forth as the opening lyrics of Scream by the Mistfits hits over the pa.

Whoaa ohh ohhh
Whoaa ohh ohhh
Whoaa ohh ohhh
Scream

Justin: From Juneau, Alaska, she is the ???Punk Princess??? Amy Marshall!

It's driving me insane
although you try to fight
Dragged from the silence where you hide
'til you... Scream

Simone: Amy has held the Bombshell Tag and Bombshell Roulette Titles if she wins tonight she will be a Triple Crown Champion!

Adams: And so will the last challenger!

The lights in the arena go out, as a golden spotlight goes over the crowd, and comes to stop at the back of the stage, as "Trip the Darkness" by Lacuna Coil begins to play over the loud speakers filling the arena. A fog rolls over the back area of the stage, as two lines of men and women appear through the mist and stand on either side of the rampway holding banners with her symbol on it. Necra soon appears out of the mist and starts down the rampway dressed in a white and gold toga.

Justin: From the Isle of the Dead in Greece, she is ???The Goddess of the Dead??? Necra Octavian Kane!

As she passes the servants fall to their knees, as she stares straight ahead, ignoring the crowd around her. As she reaches the ring she climbs the stairs and slips under the ropes and stands in the middle of the ring. Necra raises her arms and as she brings them down, lightning strikes each of the posts and are set ablaze. Necra removes the golden crown and the longer part of the toga and waits for her last opponent whilst staring down Roxi and Amy.

Simone: Necra is a woman who needs no introduction!

Adams: But that???s never stopped Justin Decent!

Justin: Introducing the champion!

The lights go out and eerie organ music starts to play softly accompanied by the screech of a raven. On the videotron, a large full moon covers the screen, and the silhouette of a bat flies forward and changes into the shadowy silhouette of a woman.

Justin: From Detroit, Michigan, she is the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Champion Gothika!

Simone: Gothika is a veteran and despite its dubious start her Bombshell Championship reign has proven that she can hold her own!

Adams: Especially after Raynin went crazy!

However Gothika barely makes it to the ringside area before she has to brace herself as Roxi charges towards the ropes and hits her with a through the ropes Suicide Dive that takes her down! Roxi doesn???t let up however as she starts firing punches at Gothika???s head as the other two challengers watch on from inside the ring!

Simone: Roxi???s not waiting for the bell to ring!

Adams: And neither is Amy!

Roxi forces Gothika to her feet but she apparently forgot about the other challengers as they are both hit by a no hands suicide plancha from Amy Marshall that brings the crowd to their feet, rather than follow suit Necra simply leaves the ring and rolls Gothika back into the ring as she has taken the most damage and goes for a cover as Jacob signals for the bell.

DING DING DING

Simone: First pinfall of the match!

Adams: And Gothika kicks out at two!

Necra shoots Jacob a nasty glare but Jacob maintains his ground, Necra gets up to her feet but whatever she had planned quickly goes out the window as she gets hit with a Springboard Dropkick by Roxi that sends her sprawling out of the ring! Roxi quickly goes for a cover on Gothika 1???..2??????and Gothika powers out of the pin attempt!

Simone: Two near falls so far.

Adams: And there???s still a third challenger to go!

Roxi gets to her feet quickly and waits for Gothika to get to her feet so that she can hit another move of some kind however she only gets as far as Gothika getting back to her feet as Amy reenters the ring and hits Roxi with a running Hurricanrana that sends Roxi to the outside of the ring and once Gothika turns around only to be hit with a Snap DDT and pinned again 1???.2???..kickout!

Simone: Gothika???s been pinned by all three challengers already!

Adams: There???s no real reason for it, Gothika doesn???t need to be pinned to lose the title! It???s for bragging rights more than anything else!

Amy gets to her feet and waits for Gothika to get to her feet, when she does she runs towards the ropes looking for an Asai DDT, however Necra happened to be on that side of the ring and she pulls down to middle rope whilst Amy???s in mid-leap causing her to fall out of the ring instead, Amy grabs her backside in pain as Necra uses the middle rope to pull herself up onto the apron were she???s met with Gothika who hits Necra with a Spear that sends her into the ringside barrier.

Simone: Gothika finally has a chance to fight back!

Adams: But Roxi???s still in the match!

Roxi enters the ring and quickly hits Gothika with a running dropkick to the face before going for a cover 1???.2???..and Amy pulls Roxi???s out of the ring before Jacob can apply a three count! Amy quickly hits Roxi with another Snap DDT before rolling into the ring to go for another cover on Gothika 1???.2???..and this time it???s Necra that pulls Amy out of the ring!

Simone: Gothika keeps getting pinned and she has not managed to get a pinfall in so far!

Adams: If she wants to keep her title she will have to have to change that!

Necra enters the ring and Gothika tries to go on the offensive again only for her attempted Clothesline to be grabbed and reversed into a Russian Leg Sweep Facebuster! Necra goes for what has to be the tenth pinfall attempt on Gothika in this match 1???..2???..and Roxi breaks it up with a Shooting Star Press on Necra and Gothika! Roxi goes for a pin on Gothika 1???.2???.and Gothika kicks out! Rather than follow it up with another pin-fall on Gothika she rolls the champion out of the ring and goes for a pinfall on Necra.

Adams: Holy crap, a pinfall on someone who isn???t the champ!

Simone: And Necra kicks out!

By now Amy has reentered the ring and charges at Necra apparently going for the Bad Girl but Necra catches her and slams her down with a Spinebusster! Rather than go for a cover Necra picks her up and takes out Amy with the Mummification but before she can go for a cover Roxi hits her with the Reality Bites! Roxi bends over supposedly to drag Necra to a corner and hit her with the Superstar Press when???..

Simone: GOTHIKA FROM OUT OF NOWHERE WITH THE PURE DOMINATION!

Adams: Roxi never saw it coming!

Gothika goes for a cover on Roxi 1???..2???.3!!!!

Justin: Here???s your winner and STILL SCW Bombshell Champion Gothika!

Simone: What a match!

Adams: Gothika spent most of the match being pinned by everyone but in the end it was one pin from Gothika that sealed the deal!

Gothika grabs her title and leaves the ring whilst her challengers recover inside the ring and holds her title high.

The camera returns to ringside where inside of the six-sided ring stands Justin Decent, and five young women from the audience in the Desert Star Arena.

Simone: I seriously can't believe we are about to see ... what it is that we are about to see!

Adams: Really? After being in business over two years and everything else Mark and Christian have cooked up for entertainment -- this surprises you?

Back to the ring where Justin stands up in the forefront of the five lovely young women, with a smile on his face. He raises the mic to his lips to begin his announcement.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, young and old, perverted and proverted, for your viewing pleasure, I am pleased to announce that it is now time for the SCW 'Twerking Championship' contest!

The crowd cheers and you can all but hear Belinda groan.

Justin: We have selected five willing participants...

He turns and indicates all five women, each one smiling and waving towards the fans as well as the camera.

Justin: ... And during this contest, each of these ladies will be given their moment in the spotlight to, if you'll pardon the pun, twerk their asses off!

More cheers!

Justin: At the end of the contest, you the fans will decide the winner, by whichever comely young lady gets the most cheers! And that young lady, will be crowned the SCW Twerking Champion!

The crowd cheers heavily!

Simone: Why don't you get your cute can up there Jason? You'ree always bragging about being a twerking machine.

Adams: When you got a cute can like I got, you have to be careful of how often and when it gets released!

Simone: Oh brother!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Especially you guys who aren't really gentlemen, are you ready!?

The crowd roars and the music immediately kicks off!

"Smooth up in ya!"

"Mom
Whoa"

Justin takes the first lady by the hand and escorts her to the forefront of the gathering and she proceeds to immediately shake her thing, drawing much fanfare from the crowd for kicking things off!

"I know you really want to move me
You know I like to see you try
I've said it before and I'll say it again
You'ree not my type if you don't give in"

"Looks like yours are hard to find
I ain't got that kind of time"

Justin then brings the second woman out and gives her a twirl before stepping back and allowing her to do her thing, drawing cheers and whistles.

Simone: This. Is. Morbid.

"Oh I send shivers"

"Smooth up in ya
"Smooth up in ya
(In ya)"

"You say I'm never gonna break ya
But we won't know until we try
So now's the time to make up your mind
I'll never ever be the one woman kind"

The third young woman is brought up and she immediately turns her back and begins a performance that draws whistles and cheers!

"Don't let your lovin' go to waste
All it takes is just one TASTE"

"Oh I send shivers"

"Smooth up in ya
Smooth up in ya
(Smooth up in ya)"

"Smooth up in ya
(I wanna go, I wanna go)
Smooth up in ya
(Right now, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)"

Now it's the fourth one's turn, and Justin gives her a peck on the cheek for luck and she begins to move her hips and backside to the beat of the music, and the crowd is obviously pleased with her efforts, judging by their reactions!

"Oh oh oh
I wanna go
I wanna
I wanna go"

"Oh yeah yeah yeah, don't let your lovin' go to waste
Oh honey child, I'm gonna give you a taste"

"Whoa I send shivers"

"Smooth up in ya
Smooth up in ya
(Smooth up in ya)"

And last, but certainly not least, the fifth and final contestant steps up on Justin's arm and she turns around and begins to bop and move her ample backside to the beat of the music!

"Smooth up in ya
Smooth up in ya
(Said it before and I'll say it again)"

"Smooth up in ya
(Whoa)
Smooth up in ya
(Whoa I really wanna go)"

"Smooth up in ya
Smooth up in ya
(I really wanna go)"

"Smooth up in ya
Smooth up in ya
(Yeah, yeah)"

"Smooth up in ya!"

The song ends and the crowd cheers with hearty and fun loving enthusiasm as all five women smile and laugh from the efforts of their performances! Justin steps back up, holding a small, golden trophy with a firm-looking 'backside' held high on two outstretched hands.

Justin: Alright ladies and pervs! These ladies have done their thing! Now it's time to do yours! It is time to crown the...

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction, satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction"

All attention is suddenly diverted to the entrance ramp where the SCW-Tron comes to life...

And the highly touted Jamie Dean steps out onto the stage, making his first Sin City Wrestling appearance!

Simone: What the hell is he doing here!?

Adams: I guess he wants a close up of the twerkers? Twerks? Twerkees?

Jamie is clad in a hot pink and black tuxedo vest and matching collar and bow tie, lycra pants and shiny black boots with hot pink laces. He looks and points to every corner of the building, thrusting his pelvis to the beat of the music with a wide smile on his face. He then begins his descent down towards the ring, smiling and laughing towards the cameras as several hands reach out to brush against his toned arms. One particular fan runs her fingers down along his glistening chest and he rolls his eyes back up in his head and staggers back against the barrier before regaining his composure and continuing on.

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction, satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction"

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction"

Jamie climbs up onto the ring apron, then steps halfway between the top and middle rope and begins to grind his pelvis along the rope and then starts to 'thrust' himself hard into it before he nearly collapses back into the ring the entire way.

Simone: Is this guy for real?

His music fades out and Jamie holds up his hands, halting Justin. Jamie points at the girls, then the trophy, and finally at himself. Justin frowns questioningly and Jamie nods with vigor.

Simone: Is he doing what I hope to hell he's not doing!?

Adams: I think Jamie wants to join the Twerking contest!

Simone: And I think Justin is going to let him!

Indeed, Justin turns to the girls who are smiling and laughing. Justin shrugs and turns back to Jamie and gives him the 'go ahead' wave. Justin steps back and 'Satisfaction' begins playing once again...

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction, satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction"

Jamie slides his vest off and drops it to the canvas, the grabs the waistband of his pants and RIPS them off, revealing a pair of black and pink zebra print trunks!

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction, satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction"

Jamie begins to move his hips in a seductive grind, and thrusts his groin in every possible direction!

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction"

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction"

Jamie turns his back and with his hands behind his head, he begins 'twerking' his backside like a pro! Back and forth, left to right and up and down with rapid yet graceful movements.

Simone: I can not believe we are seeing a MAN competing in a twerking contest!

Adams: I can't believe it looks like a man is actually WINNING a twerking contest!

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction"

His hands still behind his head, Jamie starts to do deep knee bend movements, while continuing to jiggle his backside as well, if not better, than any woman!

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction, satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction
Satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction, satisfaction"

Jamie then turns around and stands on his hands, kicking his legs up, and Justin and one of the ladies by instinct grabs his ankles and everyone watches with laughter and cheers as Jamie continues twerking like an expert while upside down!

Adams: I don't know if he just hypnotized me with that thing but I no longer have a fear of flying.

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction"

"Push me and then just touch me
Till I can get my satisfaction"

The song ended, Justin and the girl let go of Jamie's ankles, and JD rolled through and back to his feet with a wide smile and arms stretched out and the crowd went absolutely wild for his performance! Even the girls were clapping and Justin shrugged.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, I think we have our winner!

And Justin passed the Twerking Championship trophy to Jamie's eager hands and he raised it high, shouting for the cheering fans as "Satisfaction" again started to play across the building!

The cameras switch to a part of the crowd where Pussy Willows is standing, a small section of the audience stands behind her cheering, wolf whistles begin to echo from all sides of the audience which makes Pussy Willows smile.

Pussy Willow: Tonight has been an extraordinary night to kick of the first massive supershow of 2014, look the garbage spilled from the Joshua Acquin and Deavon Justice match still hasn???t been swept up, but tonight is also about new beginnings with the end of Simon Jones and Casey Williams encounter

The fans nearby cheer as from behind Pussy Willows steps the masked wrestler known as Lucian Frost. He steps near Pussy Willows with the interviewer looking surprised.

Pussy Willow: And speaking of new beginnings, earlier on this week via Twitter, the community and wrestling world was confused as to some of this man???s tweets. Saying the mask will be taken off yet during his tag team title match he???d didn???t do it. Perhaps we???ll get some answers now.

Lucian tilts his head to the side with Pussy placing the microphone in front of him.

Lucian Frost: You are right, Ms Willows, Tonight is all about new beginnings. A dawn of a new era! I have been renown for wearing this mask and being that mysterious man of SCW, but where has that got me, what has this given me in my quest to reach the top. Nothing!

He glances around the crowd, some kids wearing the masks that SCW merchandise, but only a small handful have them on as he shakes his head.

Lucian Frost: Sin City Wrestling symbolises the best independent wrestling promotion in the world today, there is no question or denying that, this place didn???t need the National Wrestling Alliance but they desperately needed us. This Place has had several names that thought they???d elevate this place to a higher domain but they???ve come, worn out the soles of their boots out; leaving with their egos placed between their legs and their presences here a distant memory!

He points towards the audience

Lucian Frost: I perhaps should be one of those people, I???ve come and entertained but disappeared through injury, I???ve claimed that I should be challenging for the heavyweight championship but it???s never come about in my near two years here! I won the first ever Roulette Championship in 2012, I was a reigning Tag Team Champion at the start of 2013, this is 2014 and it is time for Lucian Frost to step up and take hold of something I have desired for quite some time. The SCW Heavyweight Championship! I???ve been this masked enigma throughout those years but..

Lucian reaches back and undoes the back of his mask.

Lucian Frost: ..Not anymore.

Frost pulls the mask off but looks down at the floor, Pussy Willows tries to get a look, fans tries to capture the moment on their camera phones. Lucian holds the mask out in front of him and leans into the microphone.

Lucian Frost: My Bloody Valentine, remember this night, the night where you witnessed history.

He looks up with the sight of camera???s flashing, the audience looking on, Pussy Willows looking slightly confused.

Lucian Frost: William Shakespeare once said that ???Time???s glory is to calm contending kings, to unmask falsehood and bring truth to light???. Tonight you witnessed the unmasking of legacy, no more hiding and no more magic tricks, you???re witnessing the evolution of Lucian Frost!

Lucian winks at Pussy Willows and heads back up the steps, slapping the hand of fans, Pussy shaking her head in disbelief as she watches Frost leave before facing the camera.

Pussy Willow: Well I didn???t ever think he???d do it but we???ve now seen the man behind the mask! Belinda, Jason, back over to you!

The camera returns to ringside with Justin Decent standing inside of the six-sided ring, and Drew Patton, subbing for the now injured Jasmine St. John. The camera switches to the broadcaster's table.

Simone: Well we've arrived at the grand finale of My Bloody Valentine and it's time for the main event.

Adams: This one is going to be stellar! The SCW Championship always rates high!

Simone: Originally it was meant to be a Fatal Fourway match, much like the Bombshell's title match, but due to Kain stepping away, it is now a Triple Threat.

Adams: Imagine having to step away from a championship match! I hope Kain is going to be okay and return soon!

The camera returns to ringside where the introductions are set to begin!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, it is now time for the Main Event of My Bloody Valentine! It is a Triple Threat match, scheduled for one fall to a finish, and it is for the Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Championship!

The crowd cheers!

A few soldiers come down the aisle, and then they break into two lines. The Tiger roars and Don???t Tread on Me by Metallica plays and Jeremiah is in a military uniform. He calls for the soldiers to surround the ring and then he enters the ring. He then takes off the hat and throws it in the ring. He then takes off the jacket, and it reveals he is shirtless underneath, and he rips off the pants, showing his wrestling gear.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, from Washington D.C., standing 6??? 6??? tall, and weighs in at 245 pounds, I give you the challenger ... ???Big Tiger??? Jeremiah HARDIN!!!

The crowd cheers!

The arena quiets down as the house lights drop out and a chilling blue light filters through the crowd. The soft opening guitars of Limp Bizkit's 'Behind Blue Eyes' begin to ring out as 'Pro Wrestling's Pedigree' Max Burke steps out on to the stage with Ruby a few fight behind him.

Justin: Introducing challenger number two, to be accompanied by Ruby! From Dorchester, New Brunswick, Canada, weighing 220 pounds ... Max Burke!

Standing clad in black tights with 'BURKE" written across the back and tall black shiny boots and knee pads, he raises his arms in the air with an angry look on his face. He wears his leather jacket with a hood covering his head and his SCW Roulette title is fastened firmly around his waist. He lets out a small smile as the crowd boos and then he and Ruby start to slowly walk down the ramp as the lyrics kick in.

"No one knows what it's like
To be the bad man
To be the sad man
Behind blue eyes"

The crowd continues to boo as Max slowly walks passed them. He turns to them and raises his hand in a threatening back hand manner and then chuckles to himself when a few of the fans jump back in fear. He walks up the steel steps and stops for a moment, staring straight up at the sky. He lifts his arm and points to the sky, his ode to his Uncle Ben, and then very quietly slips into the ring between the top and second rope.

"But my dreams they aren't as empty
As my conscience seems to be
I have hours, only lonely
My love is vengeance
That's never free"

He jumps up on the top rope and squats up there for a moment, before lowering the hood off of his head and raising his title in the air for all to see. He jumps back down into the ring to a chorus of a few more boos and raises his title one more time before handing it over to Ruby. She clutches it close to her chest as she leaves the ring as Max slips off his hooded jacket and hands that over to the referee before heading to Justin Decent.

Simone: Burke looks like he???s got something to say.

Burke snatches the microphone from Justin???s hand, and shoves him back into the turnbuckles. Max shoots a glare in the direction of Jeremiah Hardin before heading to the center of the ring.

Burke: Cut the music stupid.

'Behind Blue Eyes' cuts off abruptly. The fans are unhinged, and their distaste of Pro Wrestling???s Pedigree is loud and clear.

Burke: Let???s cut right to the chase. I???ve got something to get off my chest, and you all know who it involves. Alex Grayson has taken his ball. and went home. Don???t you dare believe Kain???s bullshit propaganda. You know it. I know it. The boys know it. The office definitely knows it, but they have to walk that fine political line. Kain is, and always will be a sore loser. He knew walking into this match tonight at My Bloody Valentine that he was outclassed on every level. He knew he had a snowball???s chance in hell of walking out tonight as the new Sin City Wrestling Heavyweight Champion. So, what does the big, bad Kain do? He doesn???t even bother to show the fuck up for a Heavyweight Championship title shot. Kain???s bark has always been bigger than his bite. He screwed you. He screwed the office. He screwed Hardin. He screwed Giani. And most importantly, he screwed me out of getting my hands on him and proving once and for all that he doesn???t have the TALENT to hang with Pro Wrestling???s Pedigree, Max Burke. So, Alex you enjoy your time away. Sort out your imaginary family emergency. When you decide to take your tail from between your legs, and come back to Vegas I???ll be right here in the middle of this ring ready to shut your damn mouth. I???m going to end your career you pathetic piece of shit. Justin, let???s get the champ out here, and show these people what real professionals look like.

Burke tosses the microphone at Justin Decent for the announcement of Giani Di Luca.

Justin: And their opponent is the current reigning and defending SCW Heavyweight Champion! From Seaside Heights, New Jersey, USA, weighing 285 pounds, the Italian Stallion ... GIANI DI LUCA!!!

*GET READY FOR THE SMACK DOWN!*

???Wrecked??? by Killbot blasts over the speakers. The fans immediately turn their attention to the entryway. A few cameramen file through the curtains. Giani comes down to the ring, he supplies his own blast of pyros that rain down on him as he pauses, looking from side to side as the cheers form. He looks from side to side once more with a smirk forming on his face. He looks at what seems to be each and every fan before throwing his fist in the air, getting the crowd pumped as he pumps his fists. He sprints down the ramp, stopping at the bottom, spinning a complete 360 while leaping on one foot with his arms out at his sides. He comes to the head of the ring and jumps onto the ring apron before climbing under the top rope. He bounces from the ropes, then runs over to the far turnbuckle and raises his fist high in the air for his fans and camera crew. He leaps down and darts to the other side of the ring, working the crowd as he pats his NXT arm band. He jumps down and jogs in place.

Adams: Oh man, this is going to be great! These three guys are the best of the best!

Simone: It is just a damn shame Kain is missing out!

Giani strips the belt from his waist and hands it to Drew who shows it first to Jeremiah, and then to Max. Drew then holds it up for all to see and the crowd rallies for the upcoming heavyweight title contest! Drew then passes the gold out to Justin and calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Adams: We're off!

And immediately Jeremiah Hardin and Max Burke charge the champion, Giani Di Luca, and they start swinging lefts and rights into the champ's head and body!

Simone: And it's immediately kicked off as a handicap match! The challengers want to guarantee that there'll be a new champion crowned!

Giani tries to fight back but the numbers are against him and "Big Tiger" and Burke manage to pin him against the ropes and they continue to assault him! Jeremiah wraps Di Luca's arm around the top rope and holds him while Max lays in the forearms to Giani's head and sternum. Then Burke trades places and he holds the champ steady while Jeremiah backs up and delivers a big boot right into Di Luca's sternum!

Adams: Boy things aren't looking great for Giani, are they?

Simone: These type of alliances are common in matches like this, but how long can it last?

Max and Jeremiah both grab Giani by the arms and they hurl him into the ropes and plow straight into him with a double running elbow, flooring him. Max stands the champion up and Irish whips him off of the ropes. Giani comes rebounding off where Burke strikes with a stiff clothesline, driving him straight down to the mat. Max's momentum though is ruined when Big Tiger comes charging from out of nowhere and lands a spear on Max, driving him to the mat! Jeremiah Hardin drops down right down into the cover!

1.....
2.....Max kicks out!

Simone: I guess that ends that particular alliance!

Jeremiah then rolls out of the ring and looks under the apron. He pulls a table out from under the ring and begins setting it up.

Simone: Are you serious!? That's rising a disqualification!

Adams: And then what? What happens in a Triple Threat if one of the wrestlers gets disqualified?

Simone: I cant believe I'm admitting this, but that makes sense.

Inside the ring, the SCW champ returns to his feet and starts laying in the boots to Max who is down in the corner. Max scoots back into a corner where Giani presses his advantage and then jams his boot against Max's throat, choking him out. Max, however, fights back and brings a foot up, kicking Giani between the legs with a low blow!

Adams: And if THAT doesn't cause a disqualification, NOTHING will!

Max gets to his feet and grabs Giani, dragging the Italian Stallion up to a standing position. He rears back a fist to throw and lands it! Giani staggers back but fights the pain off and goes for one of his own! Soon the two men start trading punches with one another!