The crowd is alive with energy inside of the TD Place Arena in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.

A spotlight begins to shine and the crowd cheers as ring announcer Justin Decent steps out onto the stage. The handsome exhibitionist jogs out to the ring, slapping hands to the fans who reach out to him.

He is handed the microphone by Jason Adams as he runs up the ring steps and climbs inside of the six-sided SCW ring and walks around, pumping his fist in the air to the tune of the crowd's chants;

"SCW!"
"SCW!"
"SCW!"

Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around the building and at all of the fans filling the rows of seats around the ring itself. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.

Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Grand ballroom right here in TD Place Arena in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Violent Conduct III"!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Now please help me welcome to the stage ... our Hostess With the Mostess ... Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers and applauds for the returning Amanda Hugginkiss! The curtains on the stage part and out steps Amanda in a platinum blond wig and a shimmering silver dress. She waves and smiles to the applauding fans and the performance begins.

Amanda: I saw a baby drive a truck
I saw a junkie eat a tuba
I saw a stripper kiss a duck
Behind a dumpster in Aruba

I saw this fat, psychotic guy
His underwear was made of crickets
He pawned a skeleton to buy
Some old expired lotto tickets

I saw a naked vagrant giving
Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation to his cat
I probably could have gone my whole life
Without seeing that

With my own eyes
I see things that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes

I saw a mime get hacked to death
With an imaginary cleaver
I saw an old man's final breath
I watched him die from Bieber Fever
I saw these diabetic chicks
In an abandoned 7-Eleven
I watched them snorting pixie sticks
While they were belching Stairway To Heaven
I saw two drag queens trying to see how many crackers
They could shove up each other's nose
I'd like to erase my mind completely but I suppose
That's just the way it goes

With my own eyes
I see things that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes (my own eyes)
Those visions haunt my memory
Oh, there's so much I wish I could unsee
With my own eyes

Some priest got drunk and stole a circus zebra
And he trained it to massage his back
My guinea pig committed hara-kiri
So we used him to play hacky-sack
My neighbor's kids sold weapons grade plutonium
And frosty ice-cold lemonade
They took MasterCard and sometimes
Human organs in trade, that's how we paid
I have to say that it was really darn good lemonade

With my own eyes
I've seen thing that'd drive a normal man insane
Wish I could disconnect my brain
From my own eyes (my own eyes)
Those visions haunt my memory
Oh, there's so much I wish I could unsee
With my own eyes

The crowd stands and cheers heartily for the fun loving and popular 'Hostess' of SCW as Amanda smiles and waves from her stage!

Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to Ottawa, Ontario, Canada for the third edition of SCW Violent Conduct!

Adams: And bot does the name fit the bill! How many matches tonight do we have that'll be tearing the house down?

Simone: Thirteen matches, and more than one has vast potential for bloodshed!

Adams: You have Mark Ward to thank for that too! He wanted violence and HOO BOY is he getting his wish!

Simone: The night's lineup kicks off in traditional championship fashion as the Members of the Elders, Song and Alana Allure finally get their shot at the gold as they challenge World Bombshell Tag Team Champions, Lucy Seraphina and Uriella Abbadon, the Angel Clan!

Adams: The Elders worked hard to get to this point!

Simone: Indeed they did but can they take full advantage of it? Therein lies the question.

Adams: Then we head into one of the first of those violent matches we mentioned when we hold the SCW's first-ever Coal Miner's Glove match when Caleb Houston, Ryan Keys and Steve Ramone all fight it out to be the first to get the glove and use it!

Simone: And as mentioned, to the victor goes the spoils as the winner will have to be in line for a future title opportunity.

Adams: And then another match with hardcore implications as we have a tag team Streetfight between former two-time World Champions, the Metal and Punk Connection, and the Justice League!

Simone: Don't let the name fool you. Zuri Chastain and Belinda Warrick know full well how to get down and dirty when in a fight.

Adams: And a fight it's gonna be! You can't spell hardcore without Amy and Jessie!

Simone: Then Roxi Johnson again seeks to become of Grand Slam status as she challenges Veronica Taylor for the Bombshell Roulette Championship!

Adams: Roxi tried for this title before against Kate Steele and it didn't work out.

Simone: No it didn't but you can bet Veronica won't make it any easier on Roxi than Kate did.

Adams: Then the first Superstar title is on the line in a Triple Threat match as the new Roulette Champion Johnny Tsunami defends against the former champion James Tuscini and Travis Nathaniel Andrews!

Simone: At first this match was scheduled as a one on one rematch until Mister TNA stepped in and defeated former champion Tuscini in a one on one contest just three weeks ago.

Adams: And that got the bosses to throw him into this match as well and make things even more interesting!

Simone: Then we have perhaps the most violent match one can concoct as we host Shipman's House of Pain in what is also being billed as a Final Farewell to Casey Williams.

Adams: Whoever would have thought that the Freight Train of Pain would be stepping down from active competition?

Simone: He's had a long and glorious career, but tonight he faces one of the biggest raging psychopaths in wrestling in Chris Shipman, and Shipman may give Casey many more reasons to retire before this match is through.

Adams: Then we have another Triple Threat with gold on the line when Internet Champion Melody Grace defends against Samantha Marlowe and Mercedes Vargas!

Simone: Mercedes scored a big win that earned her a place in this match between Sam and Melody, and whenever you have three wrestlers competing for gold, you can bet anything will happen.

Adams: And if a Triple Threat is chaotic, imagine what a Fatal Fourway is going to be like because that's what the World Tag Team Champions have up against them!

Simone: Team BJ made an open call for all available tag teams to see just who should be in line for this title match here tonight in Ottawa and three teams answered the call. The Surf Boys. The Monstimals. And the Members of the Elders! Ben and Jamie couldn't decide who deserved it more...

Adams: So they gave the shot to all three! They're going to regret that!

Simone: Alexis Edwards and Evie Baang have been on a collision course for weeks now, having each been the victims of sneak attacks on the part of the other! Evie even resorted to the kidnapping of Alexis's twin sister to get under her skin, and now -- finally -- the two will face one another in an official capacity!

Adams: And to make things even more interesting, the bosses decided to let the fans decide what type of match it's going to be by a Twitter poll! Barbed Wire! Streetfight! Taipei Deathmatch OR Hardkore Extreme!

Simone: And the fans have spoken and it has been ruled to be an Exploding Barbed Wire match here tonight!

Adams: God I hope the Red Cross is somewhere nearby because these two crazy birds are going to be needing some transfusions by the time this night is over.

Simone: And in a match that just might steal the show, one that so many fans are on the edges of their seats for, it's Sin versus Sin for the Internet Championship!

Adams: I never thought this was possible! Rage defending the Internet title against his own buddy and teammate, Despayre!

Simone: I don't know how in hell either man will manage this one because both want to win and walk away the champion, but neither want to have to hurt the other in order to do it!

Adams: Keira Fisher-Johnson then finally gets the match she's dreamed of for so long! A one on one chance against the World Bombshell Champion, Crystal Millar!

Simone: Keira was unable to wrest the title from the grip of Crystal when it was a Triple Threat match, but now it's just the two of them, woman to woman, and Crystal will be just as determined to extinguish Keira's flame as Keira will be determined to shut the champion up once and for all!

Adams: Then the Main Event! Dmitri finally will get his hands on the World Champion, J2H!

Simone: But the question is, can he get his hands on the World Championship? J2H has been dominant beyond anyone's expectations, becoming the longest reigning World Champion in history!

Adams: But Dmitri went through a lot to finally earn this shot and he is going to use everything to his advantage to win that gold!

Simone: And it all starts now!




Justin: The following match is for one fall and it is for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Tag Team Championships... introducing first the challengers...

IAIN SAYN NUN by OGYOLA X starts to play.

Justin: Coming to the ring and a combine weight of 245 pounds. They are two Members of the Elders first from Rock Island, IL Alana Allure

we see Alana Allure come from behind the curtains to a crowd pop.

Justin: and her tag team partner from Foshan, China. Song

Song comes out from behind the curtain to a shower of boos. Alana pauses to wait for Song to catch up to him. The two give a fist bump to each other. The crowd showers them with a mix reaction as the two make their way to the ring. Alana slides in from the bottom ropes while Song jumps on to the ring apron and then jump over the top ropes to make her way in the ring. Alana and Song each get on top of a turnbuckle. Song raises her arms in the air to at a mix reaction. Alana Allure then raises her arms up the air to a shower of cheers. The two get down and meet in the middle of the ring each other a nod while the crowd showers them with a mix reaction.

Justin: And their opponents and the current Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Tag Team Champions...

The opening of "Blow me away" starts to play making the lights dim.

Justin: Making their way to the ring at a combined weight of 241 pounds... they are two members of The Angel Clan... Uriella Abbadon and Lucy Seraphina

Lucy and Uri walk out and the crowd cheers. The two girls high five each other and the lights turn normal as the lyrics kick in. Both Lucy and Uri turn to the ring and run down the ramp. The slide into the ramp and toss their cloaks off. Uri grabs onto the ring ropes and flips herself onto the top turnbuckle while Lucy stands near her, waiting for the bell to ring.

Drew is standing in the middle of the ring and he holds up one of the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Tag Team Championship belts and shows both teams what they are fighting for. The Vocal SCW fans are out in force tonight as they start a loud "Angel Clan" chant that spurs the Champions on. Drew quickly hands the belts over to Justin as he exits the ring before he calls for the bell.

Ding, ding, ding.

Adams: And this one is underway.

Simone: Well not yet Jason; The Elders are still trying to figure out who is going to get this one underway.

Uri is standing in the middle of the ring ready to start this match up while Lucy has made her way to the outside while the Elders are going back and forth about who is going to start this one off tonight. Drew starts to grow impatient but it's all a ploy as out of nowhere both members of the Elders rush towards Uri and they take down one half of Tag Team Champions will a double shoulder block. Drew quickly ushers Song out of the ring and finally this one starts with Alana straddling Uri and starting to unload with left and right fists at the champions face. Lucy is outside the ring livid trying to fire the SCW crowd up to support Uri.

Crowd: ANGEL CLAN, ANGEL CLAN, ANGEL CLAN!

Adams: Well the Elders didn't come here to muck around.

Simone: They are clearly trying to send a message to the Champions that they want their gold.

Meanwhile in the ring Uri has managed to escape Alana as she rolls towards her corner and fires off a hot tag to Lucy. Lucy storms the ring angry at how the elders started this match up and she comes crashing towards Alana with a standing cross body take down. The champion pops back up to drag Alana to her feet only to snap her back down with a rapid snap suplex. While both girls are down Lucy snaps up to her feet and lets off a loud cheer sending the SCW fans wild.

Simone: How easily the tides can change.

Adams: I'm sorry what? This isn't the art of fishing Belinda... this is wrasslin.

Simone: What are you from Texas all of a sudden?

Lucy waits for Alana to get back to her feet and when she does she rushes towards her looking to take her down with a massive knee to the face but Alana ducks and weaves out of the way. The Elder's member pops up to her feet and when Lucy sets herself to come back on the attack Alana levels her with a stiff kick to the midsection. Lucy doubles over and Alana fires in with a face buster. While Lucy is down Alana hooks the leg looking for the pin.

1...
2...

NO! Lucy kicks out with force.

Adams: Well that was lucky; we almost had new tag team champs Belinda.

Simone: It's not over until the final count Jason.

Adams: Duh I know the rules Bellylinda.

Lucy and Alana fire back up to their feet they both rush at each other and lock up it's now a battle of strength as the two bombshells go back and forth. Alana gets the upper hand as she puts Lucy into a side headlock before tripping the champion up with a Russian leg sweep.

Adams: I wonder if in Russia they just call that move a good ol' fashion leg sweep Belinda?

Simone: You're an idiot.

Alana dashes towards the ropes leaping off them as a springboard and comes crashing in with a Moonsault but Lucy gets her knees up and drills them into the challengers mid section. Both girls are feeling it as they start to make their way across the canvas to their partners who are dying for a tag.

Simone: Whoever gets to their corner first surely will gain control right here.

Alana is closer to her corner so she leaps up and tags in Song, while Lucy is still struggling her way across the canvas. Song flies in and wastes no time in going on the attack she grabs hold of Lucy's left leg and drags her across the canvas out of Uri's reach. Lucy somehow makes it up to her feet with the assist from Song. Song continues to hold Lucy's foot and within a single second Lucy leaps up and drives her knee into Song's face.

Adams: Song could have a broken nose here.

Song is rolling around the canvas in pain holding her face while Lucy makes the mad crawling dash across the canvas to her corner and she tags in Uri.

Simone: Here we go.

Uri comes flying in with an elbow drop followed by another and another before she leaps off the ropes for a leg drop on impact she hooks the leg looking for the win.

1...
2...

NO! Song is saved by Alana who drives her balled fists down on the back of Uri. Drew is livid as he orders Alana out of the ring but as she goes to do so Lucy rushes across the ring and spears her for her efforts.

Adams: WOOOO HOOOO Cat Fight.

Alana and Lucy scuffle to the outside of the ring while Song and Uri are left inside it both ladies makes their way back to their feet and charge at one another Uri is able to catch Song snapping her down with the Abaddon's Break.

Simone: A beautiful Snap Suplex by the champion.

Uri isn't done there as she wants to make the challengers pay for what they did at the start of the match so she quickly but perfectly hits Song with a kneeling Ganso Bomb. Song's head and neck bounce off the canvas and Uri rolls herself into position and makes the pin fall cover.

Adams: The Control Crisis it's very rare for people to kick out of this one.

The SCW fans love this as Lucy and Alana are still brawling on the outside, Drew makes the count.

1...
2...
3...

Ding, ding, ding.

Justin: The winners of this match AND STILL Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Tag Team Champions... Uriella Abbadon and Lucy Seraphina.... THEEEEEE ANGEEEEEEEELLLL CLAN!!!!!!!

Justin hands the SCW Bombshell tag team belts over to Drew who hands one to Uri and one to Lucy and the two celebrate in the middle of the ring. While Alana drags Song out of the ring and the two Elder's members retreat up the ramp and head to the back.

Adams: There we have it and STILL tag team champions, Uri and Lucy... well done girls.

Simone: Something tells me that The Elder's aren't done here.

The cameras focus on Song and Alana who are still sizing the champions up from the top of the runway, while the champs celebrate with their fans.




The backstage area comes into view as the cheers from the SCW crowd can be heard in the background, escalating once the camera focused on SCW's Ryan Keys. The young superstar is seen holding himself still horizontally against a nearby pole. Eyes closed and breathing slowly his body tenses as he kept himself there for as long as he could. Dressed in a torn overalls and mining boots, face and body purposely dirty to give it some dramatic effect. He warms up for his upcoming Coal miner's glove match.He is soon joined by the always lovely Pussy Willow, who cleared her throat to get Ryan's attention. Succeeding, he opened his eyes and smiled, still holding the same pose.

Ryan Keys: Hey. How's it looking from there? Am I a coal miner yet?

Pussy: I don't think coal miners really did that. But you certainly look the part. You must be ready for you upcoming match.

Ryan nodded at her words and used the strength of his core to twist his body so his boots touche the pole, showing off his flexibility.

Ryan Keys: Great, looking the part was what I was going for... kinda. Just want to look good so I can give the people of Ottawa a great show. As soon as I heard that this match was going to have a pole in it I had to get back on this bad boy. And I'm glad to say that I still got it. Went out of my way to install this backstage with Christian's permission. Uhhh, but don't tell him I told you that, or that I installed this.

Pussy: I see. Well you look prepared, but so are Steve Ramone and Caleb Houston. I got a chance to speak to them both and this match is not going to be an easy one for any of you. With Steve being a bit adamant to stop you.Any thoughts?

Keys thought about the question for a moment as his inked muscles shook trying to stay still.

Ryan Keys: I know Steve always has something to say. And sometimes it's pretty funny. But it mostly goes in one ear and out the other. All I hear is Blah Blah Blah Porn, Blah Blah Blah fearless one, Blah Blah Blah next champion. And I thought I was overly sexual. But I'm not worried about him. Is he experienced? Yes. His he hard to beat in a match like this?.. .. I don't know. This is the first of it's kind. So we'll see what happens. As for Caleb that's still a mystery. I haven't seen him around, but I'm ready for whatever his twitchy body can bring.

Pussy: There is that confidence we all know. But apart from those two that has been someone else getting in your way in not one, but two occasions. What do you think about Casey Williams? He's competing in the house of pain tonight, though he has dished out that pain towards you in recent weeks.

With a frown growing on his face, Ryan launches himself off of the pole and plants his feet on the ground. Looking a lot more serious than before.

Ryan Keys: Listen. Casie Williams is a coward. Not only had he gotten in my way once, which was bad enough, but doing it twice just crossed the line. If he wanted to get a piece of me that badly all he had to do was ask. I'll take him on fair and square in that ring one on one. That is if he can survive the house of pain tonight. Which I doubt. More than one person can come in and ruin someone's match.

Before Pussy can say anything else, Ryan went back to pulling himself up on the pole, breathing heavy trying to focus on his match yet again. His goal was to win no matter what, and he feels ready to do it at any cost. Gracefully swinging his body he returned to the same pose he was in before.Pussy took a moment to continue but she got her answer.

Ryan Keys: This is a match first of his kind, and I plan to set the record in SCW as being the first to win it and get the promised prize. Speaking of it, do you know what it is?

Pussy: Um, not sure. But it looks like you have your mind set on winning this match. You look good and ready as ever. No doubt you will be a man to watch in the ring. So thank you for your time.

Pussy willow smiled as she got a mischievous idea as she walked out of the scene.

(Off Camera) Pussy: Oh hi Christian!

Ryan's eyes opened instantly and widened. Panic set itself in and Keys lost his focus and balance by crashing down to the floor in a hard thud. Groaning in slight pain after the tiny prank. The camera focused on his ground body as the scene faded black slowly.




The scene opens up backstage at Violent Conduct III where we see Ms. Rocky Mountains walking down the hallways of the TD Place Arena, the reason why she's walking about quickly becomes apparent as she stops in front of two doors that are clearly marked with bathroom signs and enters the women's bathroom, she doesn't stay in there long though as three surprised yelps are heard.

Steve: Hey, do you mind?!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I could ask you two the same thing!

Rocky says before coming out of the bathroom with an annoyed look on her face, a few minutes' pass and Steve and Kaylee are the next to emerge from the women's bathroom and based on the fact that they are in the middle of putting their clothes on it quickly becomes obvious that Ms. Rocky Mountains just walked in on them having sex.

Simone: Honestly I'm surprised that hasn't happened sooner.

Adams: Why couldn't the cameraman show Kaylee's naked body?! WHY?!

Simone: Jason, she's a porn star, she has gotten her tits out for at least a thousand cameras whether it be for movies or websites, in short pretty much the whole world has seen her naked!

Ms. Rocky Mountains quickly enters the bathroom in order to do her business whilst Steve and Kaylee finish getting dressed, by the time Ms. Rocky Mountains comes out again both Steve and Kaylee are fully clothed but she isn't amused.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Don't you have your own locker room?! At least use the men's bathroom!

Steve: It was her idea.

Kaylee: Yeah, I wanted to recreate that scene from The Wrestler, besides getting caught is part of the fun of having sex in public!

Rocky shakes her head before sighing.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: I'll talk to Christian about this later but whilst you're here I may as well get some final thoughts heading into the Coal Miner's Glove Match!

Steve: Fair enough! I don't have that much to say anyway, Caleb must've forgotten that he's employed to SCW thanks to the ass kicking he got at Lord Raab's hands a few weeks back because no one's heard a peep from him and Ryan? Well it's like I said two days ago, I'm going to show him that this old dog still has a few tricks up his sleeve.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Funny how you mention dogs since you were in the doggy style position.

Rocky mutters under her breath.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: You do realize what could've happened if a kid walked in on you two, right? Your lucky the fans have to use the bathrooms by the entrance.

Steve: Hence why we weren't using that women's bathroom.

Rocky throws her hands up in annoyance before walking off, Steve turns to Kaylee who is clearly eager to pick up where they left off.

Steve: I know you said that getting caught is part of the fun but maybe we should finish what we started back in the locker room, just in case.

Kaylee: Yeah, good point, though if this was a porno she would've joined in.

Steve: How? By sitting on the counter whilst you ate her out?!

Kaylee: Oh come on! We both know that I've done weirder things than that in the name of porn!

Kaylee argues before leading Steve off camera as the scene cuts.




Wrecking Ball by Five Finger Death Punch hits the speakers and Dying Breed come out to the top of the ramp, the fans looking stunned to see Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell back in an SCW show. They head towards the six sided ring, get inside and ask for mics.

Andrew: We are back to showcase our dominance!!!

Ivan: We don't expect to be given a title shot from the get go.

Andrew: We want to earn the shot, and not be given it, despite us being former champs and all.

Ivan: All the teams in SCW are being put on notice. Dying Breed is here to stay!!!

They drop the mics and leave the ring as the scene fades to black.




Justin: The following contest is a coal miners glove match. Introducing first...

"Expect The Unexpected" by Cassidy ft. Murda Mook hits the PA system. The lights in the arena slowly dim down. As the beat picks up Caleb steps through the curtains. Wearing a black hoodie, and a pair of black and gold fight shorts. His head is bowed and focused on the ring in front of him. His arms are hanging down to his sides his hands shaking as he slowly makes his way down to the ring. His stare breaking. As he makes the turn at the bottom of the ramp he removes the hood from his head and slowly unzips the sweat shirt.

Justin: Weighing in at two hundred and seventeen pounds, he is Caleb Houston!

Tossing it out into the crowd before climbing up the steps. Walking to the center of the apron he grabs the top rope and springs himself into the ring. Once he is in the ring the lights slowly being to turn up. His head is still slightly bent his eyes focused on the crowd as he makes his way around the ring testing the ropes. Making his way to the corner he crouches down and places his right hand on the mat awaiting the beginning of the match

Justin: And his opponent....

"I pledge alliegence, to the flag, of The Fearless One Steve Ramone."

"I want what's coming to me."
"So what's coming to you?"
"The world chico, and everything in it"

Following that quote the opening riff to "I Want The World.....and Everything In It" by Battle Beast hits the speakers as the lights dim and the crowd boos as "The Fearless One" Steve Ramone comes out first air guitaring to the song before he is joined by Andreas and Cyrus.

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Cyrus and Andreas, from Queens, New York, weighing in at two hundred pound, he is the fearless one, Steve Ramone!

The three men ignore the fans at ringside whilst they walk down to the ringside as Steve sings along to the lyrics before they reach the ringside area where Cyrus and Andreas enter the ring first followed by Steve, they pose for the crowd before they turn to the ramp in anticipation for Steve's opponent.

Justin: And their opponent...

"I'm Made of Wax, Larry, What Are You Made Of?" by A Day to Remember plays.

Justin: From Las Vegas, Nevada. Weighing in at one hundred and eighty five pounds, he is Ryan Keys!

Ryan walks in loving the reaction from the crowd, he smirks while walking to the stage, flirting with the camera. He slides through the bottom ropes and jumps to a corner turnbuckle (right), where he tears his tank top off to get ready for the match.

Simone: The rules for this match are quite simple, the man that can get his hands on the coal miner's glove will be allowed to use it in any way he sees fit. And one punch from that glove may just be enough to end this match for the loser...And here we go.

The bell rings as all three men look at each other before turning to look at the pole where the coal miners glove is hanging over the turnbuckle. Suddenly all three rush towards the corner with Steve Ramone grabbing Ryan Keys and pulling him backwards. Caleb begins to climb the corner quickly only to have Steve and Ryan stop fighting enough to each grab a foot and yank him off the ropes. Caleb drops on the top rope only to hang on the corner in pain. Steven Ramone reaches for his head and pulls him from the turnbuckle.

Simone: That must have hurt but Caleb had the right idea trying to get glove but in this match you are going to need to give yourself enough time to do that.

Adams: Hurt? Caleb's probably going to be speaking in a higher voice for sure.

Ryan spins Ramone around and starts to force him away from the corner with hard rights. Finally Keys used a hard left that half spun Ramone around. Ryan Keys grabbed him by the back of the neck and used a one handed bulldog to take him to the mat. Behind them, Caleb is slowly getting to his feet and moving towards Keys to catch him as he is standing up with a german suplex that sends him skittering across the canvas. Steve rolls out of the ring as Keys gets quickly to his feet. Caleb and Keys lock up and battle along the ropes as Steve works his way around the ring. The referee motions for him to get back into the match as he is checked on by his mistress who yells at the referee. While she occupies the referee, Steve slides under the bottom rope and charges across the ring to take both Caleb and Ryan over the top rope with a double clothesline.

Adams: And that is how you clear out the competition.

Simone: It may be how you clear the ring but it isn't how you win this match.

Houston and Keys are sprawled on the mats at ringside as Steve Ramone plays to the booing crowd before looking to the pole where the glove is. Moving across the ring, he begins to climb the corner where the glove is hanging. Houston is the first to his feet and slides into the ring quickly rushing across the ring and slams his forearm into the lower back of Ramone who slumps slightly as he reaches for the glove. Caleb climbs up beside Ramone and catching him around the waist, executes a German suplex from the middle rope that brings the two of them to the mat. Ramone clutches at the back of his head as Houston rolls to his stomach to try and catch his breath. Ryan Keys rolls into the ring and picks up Houston and whips him into the corner across the ring. Turning to Steve, Ryan does a handstand then hits a leg drop on the downed Ramone before going for the pin.

Simone: Do you think that Ryan is going to win this match without even using the coal miner's glove?

Adams: I don't think that Houston is out of it yet.

Caleb charges across the ring to bring a double axe handle down on the back of Keys' head to break up the pin. Ryan rolls away from the downed Ramone as he clasps his hand on the back of his head. Caleb picks up Ramone and kicks him in the midsection before quickly bouncing off the ropes and using a float over DDT to drop him to the mat. Houston gets to his hands and knees as does Ryan Keys. Moving to the corner where the glove is, Caleb stops at the corner to take a couple of deep breaths but is joined by Ryan who begins to trade punches with Houston. Caleb manages to get a quick right under the guard of Keys who staggers allowing Caleb to get to the middle rope. Ryan jumps to the mat then uses a chopblock to take the leg out from under Houston who holds onto the pole and falls slightly.

Adams: That was a smart thing that Keys did but I don't know if that is going to be what is needed to keep him out of the competition.

Steve gets to his feet and moves behind the two others and grabbing them by their necks, slams both of their heads together. Houston and Keys stagger away holding their heads as Ramone begins to climb to the glove. He begins to fight to get the glove off the pole as Keys climbs up beside him. The pair are fighting on the top rope. Caleb moves towards them as Ryan surprises Ramone with a kick around the pole which sends him falling off the top rope right onto Houston. Keys uses the time to get the glove off of the pole as the fans cheer.

Simone: Ryan has the glove!

Ryan waves the glove to the fans as Ramone gets to his feet and pulls Ryan off the top rope causing him to drop the glove to the floor. Ramone spins Ryan and uses a superkick to send him out of the ring to the floor. Turning, Ramone is taken to the mat with a spear from Houston. Steve rolls to his stomach as Caleb moves across to pull him to his back and go for a pin but only gets a two count as Steve kicks out. On the outside, Ryan gets to his hands and knees, his left hand resting on the glove. Slowly getting to his feet, he pulls himself into the ring and while on his knees, makes a show of pulling on the glove.

Adams: The glove is on and now Ryan has the opportunity to use it. I wonder who he will take out first.

Ryan moves towards Houston who holds up his hands in surrender. From the side, Steve begins to move towards Ryan hoping to attack him by surprise but is surprised himself as Ryan spins and catches him with a slap across the face with the glove that spins him around and through the ropes. His mistress rushes to help him as Keys watches from the inside of the ring. Caleb sees that he is distracted and jumps on the back of Keys who is holding the ropes. Houston attempts his gold rush finisher but Keys is able to hold on to the ropes and prevent it. Caleb rolls to his feet and attacks Keys once more but is taken out with a hard punch from Keys using the glove. Houston is laid out by the ropes as Keys moves to pin him.

Adams: I think that Houston is out.

Simone: That punch from the glove just might have finished him off enough. Ryan needs to get him pinned and quickly before Steve is able to get back in this.

Ryan drops to cover Houston but is pulled out of the ring by Steve Ramone who whips Keys into the barricade. Keys arches in pain as Ramone attempts to kick him in the jaw with a superkick but Keys is able to avoid the contact. Getting to his feet, Ryan stalks towards Ramone who holds up his hands in surrender as he backs away from Keys. Ryan begins to stalk towards him, the hand with the glove up and curled into a fist. Steve grabs his mistress and holds her in front of him for protection as Ryan stops. Looking at Keys then the ring, Ramone tosses Kaylee towards Keys who catches her. She tangles herself up with Keys as Ramone quickly rolls into the ring and catches the leg of a slow recovering Houston to pull it over as Steve pins Houston.

Simone: Steve Ramone is going to steal this win thanks to having his mistress at ringside.

Adams: Well, luckily, Keys was able to stop Kaylee from falling and hurting herself.

Steve gets the three count as Ryan tries to break up the count but Kaylee holds him up enough for the referee to get the three then lets him go. Steve rolls out of the ring away from Keys who glares angrily at him as Kaylee moves to be with Steve who is holding his hands up in victory leaving Keys fuming at the ring.

Justin: The winner of the match...STEVE RAMONE!

Simone: Steve Ramone taking advantage of his mistress getting her in Ryan's way so he can pin Caleb Houston. I don't think that Keys is going to be too happy tonight.




The scene opens up backstage at Violent Conduct III where we see Jessie Salco sitting on a crate next to her husband Shane who is currently holding an ice pack to his head for some unknown reason as a six pack of beer sits next to him and Jake plays Pok?mon Go on his phone.

Simone: Wonder what happened to Shane?

Adams: Well the premier of the new Hell's Kitchen season aired on Friday and we both know that he usually does a drinking contest for stuff that would make his uncle, who's a professional chef, angry.

Simone: I'm surprised he hasn't had liver failure by now.

Shane: Why would you argue back to Chef Ramsey twice? In the same episode?!

Jake: I'm just surprised that that idiot survived over Pat and don't get me started on him using his military background to justify it, otherwise Jessie would miss her match due to my rant!

Jessie: I'll drink to that! I'm sticking to my final six predictions of Johnny, Paulie, Koop, Ryan, Jessica and Heidi unless something similar to Hassan from last season happens.

Shane: Don't remind me, I'm still recovering from how far off my final two predictions where! Besides your only favoring Jessica because she shares your full first name!

Jessie: That would be true if I didn't hate being called Jessica.

Jessie points out but before Shane or Jake can respond there's a knock at the door and Jessie answers seeing a flustered looking Ms. Rocky Mountains on the other side.

Jessie: Something up Rocky?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: It's nothing, just walked in on Steve and Kaylee having sex in the women's bathroom.

Jake: Hah! You owe me ten bucks guys!

Jessie and

Shane: Damn it!

Jessie and Shane say simultaneously before handing him ten bucks each.

Jessie: We were running a bet on how long before they got caught, Jake bet Violent Conduct III and won!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Clearly, anyway can I get some last minute comments on your tag team match?

Jessie: We both know that I should be in the Main Event but if I have to use this match as a stepping stone to my rightful spot at the top I will! Me and Amy make a great team and whilst the Justice League have been impressive they haven't teamed up as long as the Metal and Punk Connection and that will be that team's downfall.

Jessie says before Rocky walks off and the scene fades.




The camera cuts to a hall backstage, where a bombshell who has been absent from SCW since Summer XXXTreme IV can now be seen: leaning against the wall, holding a copy of the programme for Violent Conduct III, is Natalie McKinley. As Natalie stands there reading the programme, Zuri Chastain and Belinda Warwick saunter into view; Natalie catches sight of them, and turns her attention away from the programme, to speak to the Justice League.

Natalie: Oh, hi there, Zuri.

Zuri stops mid-stride and looks Natalie in her eyes.

Zuri Chastain: Hello, Natalie

Natalie then looks from Zuri, to Belinda.

Natalie: I don't think we've met before. You're Belinda, right? I'm Natalie.

Natalie holds out her hand, towards Belinda. Belinda takes a minute to look her over, before taking the hand into hers, and giving it a firm shake.

Belinda Warwick: Yes, I am Belinda.

Belinda turns her head from Natalie and looks at Zuri, who looks a little confused. Natalie looks Belinda up and down.

Natalie: With your arrival in SCW, I think you've taken over from me as being the most physically powerful bombshell.

Belinda turns her attention back toward Natalie.

Belinda: I am more than just physically powerful. I am mentally powerful.

Natalie nods.

Natalie: You two are in a match against the Metal and Punk Connection this evening, aren't you?

Zuri: Those two disrespectful broads are going to learn quick why you don't cross the Justice League.

Zuri chimes in while stepping closer to her partners side.

Natalie: I've been in a couple of matches with the Metal and Punk Connection, and while Melody and I did beat them a few months ago, I've also been on the losing end to them previously.

Natalie lets out a small sigh.

Natalie: Credit where credit's due, it's no fluke that Amy and Jessie have been tag team champions multiple times. But even so, I'm sure that the two of you are capable of giving them all they can handle - and more.

Belinda looks at Natalie.

Belinda: Did you not see what we gave Team Hero? They barely beat us. At the end of the day, we made them earn that victory, but when it comes to MPC, we will show them that we are ready for a fight.

Zuri: As much as I want to continue this little ordeal, Belinda and I have a match to prepare for.

Belinda places a hand on Zuri's shoulder while keeping her eyes locked on Natalie.

Belinda: I believe this girl here wants to challenge us to a match or something. Was that your sole reason for stopping us?

Belinda asks Natalie as Zuri walks off heading for their locker room.

Natalie: I was just trying to make polite conversation - the thought of a match against the pair of you hadn't crossed my mind. I mean, it's been eight weeks since I even set foot inside a ring. But who knows what the future could bring?

Natalie shrugs.

Natalie: Good luck against Amy and Jessie.

Natalie smiles good-naturedly at Belinda, who follows Zuri in heading in the direction of the locker room, to finish preparing for their forthcoming match. As Natalie then resumes reading her programme, the scene cuts away.




Justin: The following match is a tag team street fight... introducing first... at a combined weight of 248Lbs.... Jessie Salco and Amy Marshall... TEAM METAL AND PUNK CONNNECTION!!!!!

"Wolves of War" by Burn Halo starts to play and the lights dim down , the titentron shows footage of several mosh pits from both Punk and Metal shows intercut with footage of Amy Marshall and Jessie Salco wrestling before the two women make their way down to ringside, Jessie gets a running start before jumping into the ring and Amy follows her in as the two women wait for their opponents.

Justin: And their opponents

The arena goes dark as a strange symbol appears on the screen with two empty lines underneath. As the song "Karate" begins to play, the symbol will start to blink. With each blink, two letters will fill the blanks. Before the first words are sung, flood lights will shine down on the stage as Zuri Chastain and Belinda Warwick step out onto the stage. They are soon followed by Blanca Chastain and Lady Marsden. All four ladies take a moment to look around their new surroundings before making their way down the ramp.

Justin: Making their way down the aisle, being accompanied to the ring by Lady Marsden and Blanca Chastain, at a total combined weight of 341 pounds, they are the team of Belinda Warwick and the "Masked Vigilante" Zuri Chastain.....the Justice League.

Marsden and Blanca stops at the bottom of the ramp as Zuri slides into the ring. Belinda pulls herself up onto the ring apron before entering the ring. Zuri saunters over towards the corner before leaping up onto the second turnbuckle. She glances out among the audience while turning her head towards Belinda. Both ladies nod as the crowd just looks on.

Amy, Jessie, Belinda and Zuri stand in the middle of the ring before Jacob Summers calls for the bell and this match gets underway straight after the bell.

DING DING DING!

Zuri rushes towards Jessie taking her down with a spear before the two start scuffling. They both roll to the outside while Belinda has the upper hand on Amy inside the ring, the two are struggling back and forth in a power struggle but Amy is able to overpower Belinda as she pushes her into the ropes. Amy looks for a clubbing double fists blow but Belinda ducks out of the way and slips out of the ring to the outside. As Belinda looks to put distance between herself and Amy, The Punk Princess takes a run up and makes a dive to the outside wiping Belinda out for her efforts with a perfect suicide dive.

Adams: So many Bombshells, not sure where to look or how to call this one.

Simone: Why am I not surprised?

Meanwhile on the other side of the ring Zuri is trying to whip Jessie into the steel steps but Jessie is able to counter and she sends Zuri knees first into the steps the SCW crowd let out a "oooo" as the sound of flesh hitting steel. Jessie doesn't back off though as she is straight back on the attack as she bounces Zuri's head off the steps, before she drags her over towards the ring post to drive her into that.

Adams: Jessie is making Zuri pay for that spear that took her off guard.

As Zuri and Jessie start to go back and forth with punches, each trying to get on top of each other, Zuri drives her knee into Jessie's midsection before she hair tosses Jessie into the barricade. Jessie holds her neck after the impact which Jacob rushes over to check up on her. While Jessie is being looked at Zuri is looking under the ring pulling out weapons, she sends three chairs flying to the outside followed by dragging out a table.

Simone: Oh this looks good.

Adams: HOLY SHEEP!!!

Meanwhile Amy Marshall has just run along the barricade and drove onto Belinda, however Belinda caught her and catch her with a rolling suplex onto the hard floor. Belinda makes the cover and Jacob quickly rushes over.

1...
2...

NO! Amy gets the shoulder up but she is in pain. Belinda gets up and drags Amy to her feet before she start dragging the Punk Princess up the ramp way towards the stage. Jessie can see that her partner needs a hand so she gets up off the floor and grabs onto one of the chairs that Zuri has removed from the bottom of the ring and slaps the metal structure onto the superheros back. Zuri cripples in pain as Jessie takes another crack of the chair on to Zuri's spine.

Adams: Well that didn't go to plan for Zuri.

Jessie starts to make her way up towards Amy and Belinda with her steal chair in hand, once she gets up behind Belinda she jabs the top of the chair into Belinda's spine. Belinda tumbles down onto the top of the ramp and Metal and Punk Connection set up for the double team. Jessie lays down the chair on the runway and Amy Marshall scoops Belinda up. Jessie comes in for the assist and they double back drop Belinda onto the chair. The SCW crowd love it as they let out a loud cheer.

Simone: Zuri needs to do something and fast to save her partner.

Adams: Speaking of Zuri where did she go?

Zuri has snuck into the crowd carrying two chairs and she is weaving her way through them looking for her chance to pop up and strike Jessie and Amy. Meanwhile Jessie is barking orders at Amy who has opened up the steal chair and placed both of Belinda's ankles in between both sides of the steal. Jessie is ordering Amy to jump on the chair to closing it, a move that would no doubt break Belinda's ankles.

Adams: That's a little too far come on, don't do that.

The SCW crowd are egging them on and just as Amy goes to stomp on the chair crushing Belinda's ankles Zuri storms the ramp from her position in the crowd and she comes crashing in with a flying chair shot to the face of Ms Marshall. Amy stumbles backwards and almost falls off the stage. Jessie has managed to gets behind Zuri but Zuri senses it and she swings around throws the chair at Jessie. Jessie catches the chair and Zuri delivers a beautiful spinning heel kick sending Jessie stumbling down the ramp.

Simone: I'm glad Zuri made the save there, that could have been nasty.

Adams: Could have been nasty, it would have broken Belinda's ankles.

Jacob is up there checking on everyone while Zuri is checking on Belinda, she removes the chair from her ankles and makes sure her tag team partner is okay but as she turns around she is met with a big boot for her efforts. Amy Marshall is back on the attack and she rolls down and makes a cover.

1...
2...

NO! Zuri fires out of the pin fall. Jessie comes crash in to help her partner with a double roll up but before Jacob can even start the count Belinda drives her foot into the back of Salco's head.

Adams: Not sure if that was such a good idea as it looks like it hurt Belinda a lot more than Jessie.

Jessie holds the back of her head while Belinda limps away, however Jessie is full of rage and makes a b-line towards Belinda. The Metal bombshell grabs hold of Belinda and she gores her off the side of the stage, but Belinda holds onto Jessie and both Bombshells suffer from the fall.

Simone: Jesus Christ.

Adams: My thoughts exactly.

Crowd: Holy Shit.

Jacob looks down at Jessie and Belinda who are barely moving while Zuri and Amy are back to their feet they are trading left and fights before Zuri gets the upper hand and she drives Amy's face into the screen at the top of the ramp before she busts out a face buster, while Amy is done Zuri hooks her leg.

1...
2...

NO! Amy manages to kick out. Zuri gets up and she pulls Amy to her feet and she is looking for the Calling Card but Amy counters as she snakes her way out of the hold before she plummets Zuri with the BAD GIRL (Double knee face Buster) Before Amy makes the pin she gets up and grabs hold of the chair and hold sit up high above her head and the SCW fans are going crazy for it as Amy unleashes a fury of chair shots onto Zuri's body. After the fifth chair shot Amy tosses the chair to the side before she makes the cover.

1...
2...
3...

Ding, ding, ding.

Justin: The winners of this match... Jessie Salco and Amy Marshall... Metal and Punk Connection!!!!!

Adams: Can someone please check on Jessie, Belinda and Zuri as I think they will all need medical.

Before Amy Marshall and rush off and help Jessie someone sneaks up behind her dressed up like a black ninja and she sweeps Amy's legs out from underneath her before she plants Amy face first down to the steel runway with a implant DDT. While she is down the ninja jumps on top of Amy and starts belting in the Punk Princess with left and rights, before she starts unleashing holy hell on her driving her head back and forth onto the ramp.

Simone: We need some help out here guys.

Adams: Who is that?

The ninja continues her onslaught before Jacob can peel her off of Amy. The Ninja backs away to a chorus of boos from the SCW fans, the ninja throws her hands in the air before she screams at Amy.

Ninja: Playtime is NOT over... it's only just the beginning.

The ninja looks down at their handy work before making her way to the back, while a team of medics come out to check on all four ladies.




The scene opens up backstage as cameras rush toward the parking lot entrance. A limousine pulls up, coming to a slow stop as the cameras rest on the passenger's side door. The sound of another door opening and then promptly closing can be heard as the fans buzz in anticipation. The driver comes around back and immediately goes for the door handle.

Simone: I wonder who that could be? There has been a lot of buzz around Twitter about special appearances.

Adams: I bet if you zip your lips, we will find out who it is... Geez, whoever it is really wants to make a grand entrance, huh?

The sound of a text alert comes through, and then the driver opens the door. A pair of luscious legs clad in the most elegant black Louboutin shoes can be seen, as the woman slowly exits the limousine. The crowd immediately gives off a surprised reaction as the woman hands her bag over to the driver, while holding her cat against her ample bosom.

Adams: It's Delia F'n Darling! I can't believe she's actually here!

Delia: Milton, please see z'at Snickers gets her mineral water?

Milton: As you wish, Ms. Darling.

Delia bats her eyelashes as she hands Snickers off to her driver. She looks around and takes a deep breath as she takes it all back in. A pleasant smile comes across her face as she makes her way through the doors. Part-time interviewer, and former Mean Girl, Mz. Holly Wood is standing by with a surprised look on her face.

Holly: Great Marie Antoinette's ghost! You actually showed up.

Delia says nothing, but instead wraps her arms around Holly, planting her crimson red lips against Holly's cheek, leaving the lady with a little somethin' extra a reminiscent kiss, before Delia squeals in delight.

Delia: Holly, DARLING! It has been far too long... you look amazing.

Holly: As if there was ever any doubt about that, henny.

Delia: Hun-ty, for old time's sake, no? Hmm hmm hmm...

Both ladies snap their fingers in unison, bringing a smile and a giggle to both of them. Delia holds her hand out as Holly graciously accepts it. Delia begins leading her down the hallway, with Milton in tow.

Delia: Walk wi's me, talk wi's me. I'm sure z'at z'e fans have so much to ask in my absence. I was z'e longest reigning , and first ever WORLD Bombshell Champion. Z'e best z'ere ever was.

Holly: Did you not hear? Mikah beat out your reign... by, like... a lot...

Delia: Quality over quantity, darling. Z'e competition s'inned out, and z'ere was no more for me to do here... until now, anyway.

Holly looks over at Delia, a bit of a smile coming over her face.

Holly: Speaking of burning questions... why are you back, anyway?

Delia: Oh, you know... A little bit of z'is,... a little bit of z'at... No need to focus on z'e why. You all get to see my gorgeous face once again. You know it's right.

Holly: Oh, girl... you're face is sooooo right! Knowing you, and how you like to make a statement, I'm gonna guess that you have plans to let us all in on it before the night is out.

Delia's lips curl into an almost devious smile as she slowly nods her head. Holly rolls her eyes as she kicks at the air slightly.

Holly: Damn girl, can't you give your friend the scoop of the night? I got stiff competition with Rocky, Pussy, and Scott.

Delia: As if z'ose s'ree had a brain cell to share amongst one anos'er...

Holly: You are so bad...

Delia: I know! Oh, I really should work on it, because from here on out? I will be known as z'e Nice Girl.

Holly: I'll believe that shit when I see it. How is she, though?

Delia winks as she turns to walk away. She makes sure that the cameras get her good side, which in her mind is any side whatsoever. She pauses, only to look back at Holly, and the cameras.

Delia: Stay tuned. You're not going to want to miss this.

Adams: What does she mean by that?

Simone: If that smile is any indication, it can't mean anything good...




The scene opens backstage on the Roulette wheel, where we see the various match stipulations from TLC match, falls count anywhere and kendo stick match. The camera pans around to see Miss Rocky Mountains and standing beside her is Roxi Johnson.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Hello all... I am here with Roxi Johnson who is tonight facing Veronica Taylor for the Bombshell Roulette Championship. Tonight she gets to spin the wheel.

Roxi smiles and grabs the wheel and spins it. The wheel whi

es around passing TLC, tables match, ambulance match etc... as the wheel begins to slow down, Roxi lets out a few sighs.

Roxi: Come on.

The wheel finally comes to a stop, however, it sits between two choices... Tables Match and Stretcher Match.

Roxi: Uh interesting.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Looks like this match will be contest as a Tables Match and Stretcher match.

MRM and Roxi look at each other confused, as Roxi shrugs and walks away, as the scene fades out on MRM looking at the wheel.




Justin: This match is for the Bombshell Roulette Championship and will be determined under a table match and stretcher match. Introducing first... from Tampa, Florida... Roxi Johnson...

The opening keyboard notes of "The Touch" begin on the PA system. Stan Bush's voice rings out and soon the power chords kick in to begin the song. The cameras pan around the arena, and soon, spotted in amongst the fans, is Roxi Johnson slowly making her way through them, slapping the fans five and getting patted on the shoulders as he moves through the swarm of fans. The fans continuing singing with the song as Roxi continues her journey through them, stopping and singing along with them. She treks onward, seemingly greeting every fan, before she is lifted on top of the fans and they crowd surf her towards the ring, imitating a superhero "flying" motion. She makes it and lands on her feet on the arena floor to which she high fives the closest fan before climbing up on the apron and climbing the turnbuckle and raising her arms in the air to massive cheers. She jumps down from the top turnbuckle and lands in the ring, and begins jumping up and down in an exercising manner as the music cuts out.

Justin: And her opponent... she is the current Bombshell Roulette Champion... from West Palm Beach, Florida... Veronica Taylor.

Turn my Swag on by Keri Hilison hits over the pa system as the lights begin to flash all over the arena, as the fans give a loud ovation of booing. As, a makeshift runway appears, and soon a red carpet is rolled on top of it. As, out from the back steps Veronica Taylor with outstretched arms as the fans boo her, before grabbing her mirror and blowing herself a kiss. After, a few moments she begins to do a model like strut on the red carpet runway as a few photographers appear to take her photos, as she poses arrogantly. She, then takes a look around her grabbing her perfume from Veronica's Secret and sprays it around to get rid of the "stench" in the arena.

Veronica then stands at the end of the entrance ramp, doing some more poses. Before, raising her arms in the air as the fans fill the air with more boos. Before, she mouths to the camera "So damn first class baby", before blowing a kiss to the camera. As, she then moves to the ring apron, yelling at the referee to lower the ropes for her, which he does as Veronica enters under the bottom rope. As, she then stands in the center of the ring raising her arms in the air, before lowering them slowly. Then, she grabs out her perfume and sprays it all around killing the stench in the ring. As, Veronica then takes off her diamond necklace and hangs it on the corner, as she grabs her compact mirror and makes sure her makeup is done flawlessly. As she fluffs her hair, and blows herself a kiss.

DING DING DING!

As soon as the bell rings, Roxi takes to moment before moving in towards Veronica, but Veronica who had been checking out her nails, divers her body through the ropes in hope of keeping Roxi away, but Roxi shakes her head and backs away, allowing Veronica back into the ring. Veronica smirks, as Roxi moves back in and again Veronica dives against the ropes, Roxi however surprises Veronica with a dropkick, which sends Veronica through the ropes and onto the mat below.

Simone: And Veronica is already trying to delay this match, but I don't think she realise that it's no disqualification.

Adams: And Roxi exploited that and surprised Veronica.

Veronica sits on the mat stunned, as she quickly gets to her feet and screams at the ref but the ref tells Veronica it's legal. Veronica stamps her feet, as Roxi backs away and invites Veronica back into the ring. Veronica glares at Roxi, as she takes to the steps and slowly climbs them, watching Roxi carefully.

Adams: Why is Roxi allowing Veronica the time of day? She should be kicking her ass.

Simone: Roxi is a fair woman.

Climbing into the ring, Veronica keep her eye on Roxi before moving toward Roxi, where they lock up in the centre of the ring, where they tussle for positon and into the corner with Veronica dragging and pushing Roxi into the corner before giving one final shove and backing away and raising her arms up bragging as the crowd jeer and boo her, but Veronica ignore it.

Simone: Time wasting.

Roxi looks at Veronica before grabbing Veronica and hitting a forearm smash, which Veronica stumbles back and Roxi moves in and locks in a headlock to Veronica, but Veronica fight out of it, and she pushes Roxi away, who bounces off the ropes and as Roxi comes back, she leaps up and hits a hurricanrana.

Adams: And the time wasting comes back to haunt her as Roxi shows her flexibility and aerial abilities.

Veronica climbs to her knees in shock before standing full upright, as Roxi charges back in and rolls up Veronica, but Veronica wiggles out of it, but Roxi counters to a STF, but again Veronica squirms out of it and out of the ring. Backing away Veronica again raises her arms bragging, which the crowd once more boos and jeers here, while she does this, Roxi backs up and then charges and dives through the ropes and catch Veronica with the suicide dive.

Simone: Oh Veronica... as impressive as that was to escape those moves... you need to brag less and focus.

Adams: Nice suicide dive.

Roxi climbs to her feet, where she looks at the stretcher and then the tables littered around the ring, Roxi grabs one of the tables and slides it into the ring, before turning and grabbing another and leaning it up against the apron. Roxi turns to Veronica who is now slowly making her way to her feet, Roxi helps Veronica up before delivering several forearm smashes before trying to whip Veronica into the table, however, Veronica counters and Roxi crashes into the table, folding it in half.

Adams: And here come the tables... as Roxi brings out two.

Simone: And unfortunately for Roxi... whatever she had in mind backfired and Roxi has ended up in the table.

Veronica looks down at Roxi and smiles, as she turns and looks at the stretcher and pulls it closer, before turning back to Roxi and grabs her by the hair, where she slaps her face a few times before putting her onto the stretcher. Veronica then grabs the end of the stretcher and begins to push it towards the ramp. However, Roxi who is still aware, kicks her feet out at Veronica and slamming her feet down onto Veronica fingers.

Simone: Veronica looks to win this.

Adams: Or not... as Roxi is still aware of her surrounding and I think without realising has slowed Veronica down.

Veronica screams out and let's go of the stretcher and shakes her hands, as well as looking at her nails, while she is preoccupied with this action, Roxi rolls herself off the stretcher and stumbles towards the ring, where she reaches the apron. Veronica finishes surveying her fingers and nails looks towards the stretcher and then back at the ring, to see Roxi holding onto the bottom rope. Veronica moves in and goes to grab Roxi, but Roxi shoves her away, but this doesn't deter Veronica and goes after Roxi again, this time grabbing her by the hair, where she slaps her before throwing the stunned Roxi into the ring. Veronica follows in close behind.

Adams: As much as I love Veronica slapping other girls... it's getting stale.

Simone: Maybe so... but if she finds it works, why change.

Veronica heads over to Roxi, where she grabs her by the hair, pulling her to feet, where she hits a double knee face breaker. Veronica climbs back to her feet, where she looks down at the table that Roxi had pushed into the ring and grabs it and begins to set it up.

Simone: Veronica has got the upper hand here and looks to deliver more damage to Roxi.

Once set up, Veronica turns and grabs Roxi, pulling her to her feet, Veronica places Roxi onto the table, where she delivers a couple of forearm smashes to the side of Roxi's temple before turning and climbing the ropes to the top, Veronica looks down before leaping off attempting the Model Pose Elbow Drop, but Roxi moves at the last moment and Veronica crashes down into the table.

Adams: And just like that... no pun intended... the table have turned. Veronica crashes and burns.

Roxi grabs the ropes and climbs to her feet as she turns to see Veronica laying in the collapsed table, who holds her elbow. Roxi heads over to Veronica, where she grabs Veronica pulls her up out of the broken table, where she hits a snap Suplex and then counters into a cross arm breaker and Veronica right away screams and taps away, but obviously there is no escape.

Simone: Roxi exploiting Veronica's misfortune and showing her vicious side.

Keeping the move synched in for a little while longer, Roxi eventually let's go and climbs to her feet, where she bends down and grabs Veronica by the hair, where she throws Veronica out of the ring, where she lands with a thud on the mat. Roxi follows Veronica out of the ring, as she climbs through the ropes and leaps off the apron, where she grabs another table and sets it up, where she then approaches Veronica and grabs her and places her onto the table.

Adams: What does Roxi have planned here?

Roxi turns and climbs up onto the apron and then begins to climbs the turnbuckle ropes to the top, where she looks down at Veronica before leaping off and delivers a moonsault onto Veronica, as Veronica and Roxi crash through the table.

Simone: Brave brave move from Roxi.

Roxi rolls off Veronica holding her midsection, as Veronica lays on the table motionless. Roxi crawls over to where the steps are and grabs them and slowly pulls herself up. She leans on them for a moment catching her breath, before stumbling forward towards the stretcher, where she pulls it closer before going back over to Veronica.

Adams: Roxi has the right idea... she doesn't have to drag Veronica too far.

Simone: But she does have to push the stretcher.

Grabbing Veronica, Roxi slowly pulls her up and quickly struggles to place her onto the stretcher, but she eventually gets her on there and then slowly pushes her up the ramp and eventually past the win line.

Ding...

Ding...

Simone: Roxi has done it.

Justin: Winner of this match... and NEEWWW Bombshell Roulette Champion.... Roxi Johnson.

Adams: She has become a grand slam champion... joining the first ever grand slam champion Amy Marshall and Mercedes Vargas.

Roxi's music hits over the p.a, as the ref comes over and picks Roxi up, who had collapsed to the ground and hands her the Roulette championship.




The cameras cut to the backstage area as Rocky Mountains is standing outside of Mr. TNA's locker room.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Good evening folks, I am standing outside of Mr. TNA's locker room hoping to get his final thoughts for his upcoming title match here at Violent Conduct III.

The door opens slightly as Travis emerges with Ruby Rose right by his side.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Travis, do you have time to answer a few questions?

Travis looks at Rocky with a look of disdain on his face.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Are you seriously halting my forward progress toward my chance at making history just to ask me some stupid questions? What are they this time Rocky? Are they about my thoughts? Are you curious to know why I have been vocal about someone screwing me the fuck over every fucking time I'm in a championship match?

Rocky shakes her head while trying to keep her composure.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Travis, how do you see this match playing out? Will you be the one holding the roulette championship when we leave Ottawa?

Travis rolls his eyes while shaking his head.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: Why are all you reporters so fucking brain dead? To answer your stupid questions, I will walk out of this disgusting rat trap of a puke city to bring that belt meaning once again. James Tuscini had his moment but this is mine. I don't care if you like me or hate me. After tonight, you all will respect me.

Rocky goes to ask another question until Travis holds a hand up the her face.

Travis Nathaniel Andrews: No more questions.

He walks off with a smirk on his face as Ruby hangs back a bit.

Ruby Rose: You really are a stupid idiot.

Ruby let's out a laugh before walking off to catch up with Travis. Tears begin to form in the corner of Rocky's eye as the cameras cut away.




We hear Animals by Maroon 5 hit the speakers and the giant TRON screen comes to life. We see James Tuscini and his Uncle-Manager Pinky del Ferrando on the screen. They waste no time jumping into their comments for the Roulette Championship match.

James: Hi Johnny. How are you doing? Me and Pinky are doing great knowing that very shortly I'm gonna earn back the Roulette Title Belt.

Tuscini points at Pinky.

James: You know who this is Johnny right? This is my Uncle and Manager Pinky del Ferrando. Remember several weeks ago you felt you had the right to dive out of the ring and attack Pinky? Oh man it sucks to be you tonight Tsunami. If the rules land on anything Hardcore related my Uncle has full rights to beat the hell out of you for attacking him when he wasn't getting involved in our match.

Pinky: Running scared Johnny? You should be. This 63 year old Italian is more than a match for your punk ass.

James: Then we have Travis Nathaniel Andrews. Someone who's been in SCW for years and never held a Title Belt here. Oh, yeah, right, we've heard your claims before TNA. You don't care about holding a Championship. All you want to do is your best in the ring. Well shit man if you were doing your best in the ring those Championships would have easily come your way. You are like all the other failures in wrestling. When they can't earn a Title Belt they claim they don't want to hold a Title Belt. But when they finally manage to get one all they can talk about is how they've always wanted one.

Pinky: What we have is a spoiled rich kid who hates people with less money than he has and then we have a spoiled poor kid who suddenly holds Title gold and thinks he's rich. Both of you are confused and idiotic. You don't know what you want. You don't know what you are doing. And when James gets done destroying you tonight you will become believers of James Tuscini and bow in front of him to honor him for being better than you.

James: See you two losers in the ring shortly. The Italian Demon Monster has arrived and that means you two jerks will be taken out to the trash dumpster.

Pinky and James burst out laughing and then Animals by Maroon 5 hits the speakers again and the giant TRON screen goes dark.




Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the Strap Match!

The crowd cheers!

Justin: Introducing first...!

Grow up by Paramore begins to blare all across the sound system and as it does Kate Steele along with her husband Todd Warren begins to emerge from the back curtain. Kate has a huge smile on her face as she stares at the roaring crowd who are all cheering her on. She begins to sprint down the aisle as she claps the hands of outstretched fans.

Justin: Accompanied to the ring by Todd Warren! From Berkshire, England! Weighing one hundred and ten pounds -- "The Siren" Kate Steele!

Kate finally makes it to the ring and she quickly runs up the ring steps as she grabs the turnbuckle as hard as she can. She immediately leap frogs over the ropes and bounces about before she points at the crowd cheering her on. She closes her eyes placing a single finger over her lips offering the Shhhh sound which all the fans follow in. She takes her place in the corner afterwards waiting for the match to begin.

Adams: Kate looks ready!

Simone: She better be for this one. She made this challenge so that she could test herself against the very best SCW has to offer. And that is exactly what she is going to get.

Justin: Introducing her opponent!

The arena fades to black before Dirty Little Girl by Burn Halo begins to play and the arena then flashes with hot pink, neon green, and purple lights. Mikah soon makes her way out onto the stage, one hand on her hip the other by her side. She stops in the middle of the stage before rolling her hips to the left before continuing her way down the ramp. She smiles at the crowd before she jogs up the stairs, strutting two steps onto the apron then slowly getting into the ring between the bottom and middle rope, dipping her upper body lower than her lower body to make her butt stick out a bit.

Justin: From New York City! Weighing one hundred and ten pounds -- Mikah!

She then moves to the middle of the ropes and steps on the bottom one before leaning suggestively over the top rope as if to give the crowd a glimpse of her chest but then pulls back and steps down. She moves to the corner, leaning against the turnbuckle.

Simone: Mikah, a former World Champion and a woman being heralded as one of the very best!

Adams: And going up against the longest reigning Bombshell Roulette Champion in a Strap Match? Could this night get any better?

Simone: I don't know if I would want to be strapped to either of these women Jason.

Adams: I would for sure. If their husbands would let me that is.

The bell rings as Kate begins to wrap the strap around her knuckles and charges towards Mikah to slam a forearm into the upper chest of Mikah who returns the blow. The two women begin to trade punches and blows in the middle of the ring. Mikah catches Kate with a quick uppercut that sends her staggering back. As she straightens up, Mikah makes a loop of the strap and slams it against the skin of Kate who arches in pain. Mikah again brings the leather across the back of Steele as she moves her around the ring. The crowd counts each smack and at five sees Kate turn into the strap and take Mikah off her feet with a clothesline.

Simone: Look at those welts on the body of Kate Steele.

Adams: Mikah was whipping her like a red headed stepchild for sure. Oooo I finally get it!

With Mikah down, Kate reaches for her feet and picks them up before stepping over them and locking in a boston crab that forces Mikah to cry out in pain. Kate sits back on the hold as Mikah tries to move towards the ropes. Inch by inch she gets closer as Kate lets up a little on one arm to make a lasso of the leather strap. Mikah finally pushes to the ropes and then forces the break as Kate turns and doubles up the strap.

Adams: It looks like it is time for some payback for what Mikah had done to her.

Simone: Kate better realize that rather than punishing Mikah, she needs to tap the turnbuckles to win this match.

As if hearing Belinda, Kate slaps her hand on the turnbuckle that Mikah had crawled to before tying the strap around the legs of Mikah and turns to drag her towards the next corner but Mikah wraps her arms around the ropes and turnbuckles and refuses to be dragged as Kate turns to see her holding on. Moving closer to Mikah to get her off the corner, she is surprised when Mikah slams a right into the chest of Kate which forces the air from her lungs. Getting to her feet, Mikah moves to the side of Kate and using her long legs, ties up Kate in a butterfly stretch that makes Kate growl in pain.

Simone: Mikah is stretching out Kate Steele and it doesn't look good for the former roulette title holder right now.

Adams: The match is still early Belinda. It could be anyone's match.

Kate tries to bend over to break the hold that Mikah has on her. Finally she is able to hip toss Mikah off her back as she falls to her knees to suck in hard breaths. Mikah kneels beside her then grabs her by the hair and taunts her before face planting her into the canvas. Once she has Kate face first on the canvas, she uses the handful of hair to rub her face into the canvas before picking up her opponent and slamming her head back down. Getting to her feet, Mikah moves towards the corner and then with a flourish slaps at the turnbuckle before moving back to Kate and wrapping the leather strap around her arms and beginning to drag her kicking and screaming towards the second corner.

Adams: Mikah has hit her first turnbuckle and looks like she just hit number two.

While Mikah makes a show of slapping the second turnbuckle, Kate makes it to her feet and then moves behind Mikah to grab her around the waist and launch her backwards to the center of the ring with a german suplex that has Mikah grabbing at her head in pain as Kate tries to recover. Getting to her feet, Kate moves back to the first turnbuckle and slaps her own hand down on it then rushes to the second one to tap it as well. Looking down at Mikah who is moving to her hands and knees, Kate jumps on the ropes and lands a springboard leg drop on the back on Mikah's head that sends her once more into the canvas. Kicking at the mat as she clutches at her head, Mikah fights to her hands and knees again as Kate gets to her feet.

Simone: This match is anyone's ball game. Mikah and Kate are both giving it their all and I think that the winner will be someone who doesn't make any mistakes.

Grabbing Mikah by her long hair, Kate brings her to her feet before snuggling against her side to take her off them again with a leg sweep. Mikah grabs at her head once more then rolls out of the ring to the floor. Kate begins to move to the third turnbuckle but is stopped as Mikah wraps the strap around the ringpost to prevent it as she recovers outside of the ring. Kate angrily moves back to the corner where Mikah is and leans through the ropes trying to grab at Mikah who has wrapped the strap around her hand and slams it against the head of Steele. Doing that sends Kate staggering away as Mikah once more rolls into the ring but the strap is still wrapped around the ring post.

Adams: This isn't good. Neither woman realizes that the strap is tied up and both women have tagged two turnbuckles and need to tag the others. Oh wait a minute?Mikah just did!

Mikah tags the turnbuckle and begins her journey to another one only to be yanked back by the tied up strap. Realizing that it is wrapped up around the post, Mikah rolls to the outside and untangles it before rolling back into the ring. Getting to her feet, she is surprised by Kate who sends Mikah to the mat with a spinning heel kick. Reaching down, Kate wraps the strap around the legs of Mikah and then drags her along as she slams a hand down on turnbuckle number three then struggles to pull her to number four but Mikah manages to escape and pull her backwards with the strap into a hard forearm then turns to tag the turnbuckle for her third one then quickly as Kate is slow to her feet manages to pull her close enough to tap the fourth turnbuckle. Kate reaches over and tags the turnbuckle herself after a yakuza kick that sends Mikah hard into the corner. Fighting for breath, Mikah clutches her chest as Kate begins to use martial arts kicks to force Mikah towards the next corner.

Adams: You have to be careful Kate, if you send her against the turnbuckle, that is going to count against you.

Simone: I think Kate knows that.

Kate uses a final kick to send Mikah to the mat before moving into the corner and then tagging the turnbuckle with a smile to the fans. Mikah watches Kate play to the fans then tags the turnbuckle herself in an effort to win the match. As Kate turns, Mikah uses the Mikahangelo to drop Kate Steele on her head. Both women lay on the canvas as they try to recover. Mikah rolls on her back to look up at the ring lights as Kate cradles her head in pain. Rolling to their sides, Mikah and Kate each make it to their feet with Kate being closer to the final turnbuckle. Reaching over, she is about to tag it as she is pulled backwards by Mikah using the strap to prevent the win.

Simone: That was a little too close for Mikah's comfort I believe.

Mikah moves towards Kate, picking her up again for a second Mikahangelo but Kate is barely able to push Mikah away before turning and catching her with a pele kick that sends her to the canvas. Kate rolls quickly to her hands and knees and crawls towards Mikah who she ties up with the strap. Mikah tries to fight it but Kate tightens the leather then leans back on her heels to look down at Mikah who is furiously fighting her way out of the knots of the leather. Getting to her feet, Kate looks towards the last turnbuckle then making one last loop of the strap, she wraps it around a slowly rising Mikah before turning to pull her onto her back and lift Mikah's feet off the canvas. Staggering under the weight of Mikah, Kate moves slowly but surely towards the corner and the last turnbuckle where she releases Mikah and slams her hand down on the turnbuckle which makes the referee motion for the bell as Kate drops to her knees. The referee moves to Kate and holds up her arm as Mikah is finally able to escape the strap.

Justin: The winner of the match...KATE STEELE!

Simone: What a match...it went down to the wire and tonight Kate Steele pulled out the win against a very game Mikah.




The scene opens up backstage at Violent Conduct III where we see the three competitors in tonight's men's Roulette Title Match James Tuscini, Johnny Tsunami and Travis Nathanial Andrews standing in front of the Roulette Wheel with Ms. Rocky Mountains standing nearby ready to give the wheel a spin.

Simone: No matter how many Roulette Title Matches SCW has that site has never gotten old.

Adams: And depending on what the wheel stops on it could be a Wheel of Fortune or a Wheel of Misfortune!

Simone: The Roulette Divisions have been active for several years and NOW you make that joke?!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready gentlemen?

The three men nod in response and Ms. Rocky Mountains gives the wheel a spin, the three men watch on intently as the wheel continues to spin before it finally stops on a match that brings a smile to the champion's face and worried looks to the challengers' faces.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tonight's Roulette Title Match will be a Tables, Ladders and Chairs match!

Simone: Regardless it's like you said Jason, this match is right up Johnny's alley which means that James and Travis will have to go out of their comfort zone if they want to win the title!

Adams: Grab the popcorn kids because we have a potential show stealer on our hands with this one!

The three men walk off screen as the scene fades,




Simone: Welcome back to Violent Conduct III and just moments ago we found out that tonight's match for the Superstar Roulette Championship will be a Tables, Ladders and Chairs match!

Adams: It's just like a regular Ladder Match except for the fact that tables and chairs are just as legal as headlocks! Don't expect a technical showcase in this match folks.

Simone: Though it's not like a technical match wouldn't have been to Travis or James's advantage but in this match they have to try to keep up with the high flying Johnny Tsunami! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: The following contest is a Roulette Rules match for the SCW Roulette Championship! By a spin of the wheel it was determined that this match will be a Tables, Ladders and Chairs Match!

The camera pans upwards to show the Roulette Championship hanging high above the ring before it then pans around the ringside area showing several set up ladders, tables and chairs ready for the wrestlers to use.

Justin: Introducing first!

The arena quiets down as the house lights drop out and a chilling blue light filters through the crowd. The heavy opening guitars of "Hysteria" by Muse start to ring out. Johnny Tsunami slowly walks out on to the stage and stands firmly beneath the large screen. Standing clad in long dark blue tights with "TSUNAMI" written down one leg and "THRILLRIDE" down the other in white, he raises his arms in the air with an angry look on his face. He's wearing a tight black zip-up hoodie and sideways black baseball cap, both of which bear the TSUNAMI logo in yellow and black. Johnny throws a fist into the air as the pop from the drums kicking in fills the arena. He takes a quick look to either side before starting to head down to the ring.

Justin: On his way to the ring.....from Detroit, Michigan....weighing in at 190 pounds......he is the reigning and defending SCW Roulette Champion Johnny TSUNAMI!!!!!

He walks up the steel steps and stops for a moment, before hopping over the top rope and bounces in place. He peels off his zip up hoodie and tosses his sideways hat out of the ring as he waits impatiently for his match to start.

Simone: It wasn't too long ago that Tsunami defeated Tuscini to win the title in the first place and now he faces a steep hill if he wants to prove that it wasn't a fluke!

Adams: And Tuscini and Travis will go out of their way to ensure that the world sees him as a fluke!

Justin: Introducing the challengers!

Animals by Maroon 5 begins to play as the lights in the arena go dark. We watch as red, white, and green, spotlights flash around the entrance area. We see James "Guido" Tuscini, along with his Uncle, who doubles as his Manager, step out from the backstage area and he plays the crowd by waving and flexing his muscles.

Justin: First, from San Francisco, California, weighing in at 265lbs James Tuscini!

James and Uncle Pinky make their way across the landing and then they head down the ramp to the wrestling ring. Along the way James acknowledges the crowd by giving high fives and shaking hands. When he and Uncle Pinky arrives at the ring James climbs up the ring steps, then he walks along the ring apron, then he ducks through the ropes into the ring where he makes a trip around the ring to play the crowd some more before settling into a corner to await the start of the match. James turns to his manager and tells him to go backstage and despite some protests from Pinky he obliges leaving the ring and heading to the back.

Simone: Smart move by James just now! With a match as crazy as this there was a high possibility of Pinky getting hurt!

Adams: It still feels weird to see James without the title considering how long he held onto it!

Three golden spotlights shine down on the stage as a video package begins to play on the screen. Golden smoke fills the entrance way as "Smooth" blares through the sound system. Travis Nathaniel Andrews walks through the golden smoke with Ruby Rose walking by his while he is wearing his trademark golden colored trench coat over white tights with gold designs. He stands on the stage, throws his arms high into the air while soaking in the loud boos from the crowd. As Travis as his arms raised high in the air, Ruby places a hand on his chiseled physique as she narrows her eyes toward the audience. His eyes are covered by his trademark sunglasses while his signature smirk is firmly planted across his face.

Justin: And finally! Being accompanied by Ruby Rose, from Las Vegas, Nevada. He weighs in at two hundred and forty-one pounds. He is SCW's Must See Superstar, please welcome TRAVIS NATHANIEL ANDREWS.

Travis starts to make his way down the ramp while smiling at the negative reactions he is receiving. Ruby Rose breaks off as they reach the bottom of the ramp. She moves toward the steel ring steps as Travis is standing in front of a few fans in the front row. He is openly mocking them before hopping up onto the ring apron. He holds the ropes open for his girl before entering the ring himself. He continues to bask in the negative response from the crowd as he walks over toward the far corner. He steps up onto the second turnbuckle and throws both arms out into the air. He curls both index fingers while mouthing "You're Welcome." He hops back down as Ruby Rose greets him with a kiss before taking his trench coat into her hands. Travis smirks and lays across the top rope while keeping his sunglasses on his eyes, like Tuscini before him he turns to his manager and points towards the backstage area and unlike Pinky Ruby doesn't hesitate before leaving the ring and quickly making her way backstage.

Simone: I'll say it once and I'll say it again, unless your name's Cyrus King or Andreas Bergfalk staying at ringside for a match like this is asking for trouble if you're a non-wrestler.

Adams: SCW's had the no intergender violence rule since its inception but with a match like this, accidents where bound to happen sooner or later!

Holly Wood AKA the ref with the easiest job tonight doesn't even get a chance to call the three men to the middle of the ring to explain the rules to them as Travis bulrushes James and starts brawling with him whilst completely ignoring Johnny prompting Holly to call for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: The match has barely begun and James and Travis are already distracted by their recent issues.

Adams: That could be a big mistake as Johnny could use this opportunity to grab a ladder and climb up to get the belt!

Johnny indeed uses this opportunity to roll out of the ring and grab a ladder which he slides into the ring alongside a Steel Chair and a table which he props up in the far corner before picking up the ladder, however once he sees that Travis and James's brawl has now spread to the outside of the ring he changes his plans instead leaning the ladder on the top rope nearest to his two challengers who continue to ignore him until it's too late as Johnny runs up the ladder and hits the two men with a Suicide Dive!

Simone: What a move by Johnny Tsunami!

Adams: Not only was it impressive but it's left him with a prime opportunity to climb up the ladder and grab the belt now that he's taken out Travis and James!

The crowd shows their appreciation for Johnny's high flying antics with a loud cheer accompanied by "SCW! SCW! SCW! SCW!" chants whilst, as Jason predicted, Johnny is the first one to his feet and after taking a moment to pose for the crowd he rolls into the ring, grabs the ladder and sets it up in the middle of the ring, he starts climbing it but only makes it halfway up the ladder before Travis rushes in and shoves the ladder over causing Johnny to take a nasty looking tumble to the outside.

Simone: If it weren't for Travis we'd have the shortest title match in Violent Conduct history on our hands!

Adams: And thanks to his quick action he's in a prime position to start climbing the ladder!

Travis realizes this himself and quickly rights the ladder before he starts to climb it, however like Johnny before him Travis barely makes it halfway up the ladder before James rolls back into the ring and starts climbing the ladder himself and once he sees that Travis starts climbing the ladder faster hoping to beat the former Roulette Champion to the top of the ladder so that he can make a grab for the title, it almost works as Travis is able to reach the top of the ladder before James but he doesn't get a chance to grab the title as James quickly joins him leading to a fist fight on top of the ladder.

Simone: This is unfamiliar territory for both men as they aren't accustomed to high flying like Johnny is!

Adams: Speaking of Johnny, it looks like he's recovered from the fall he took a few minutes ago and he's entering the ring with an even bigger ladder! Where do they find ladders that big anyway?!

Belinda shrugs her shoulders in response as Johnny sets up the ladder behind Travis and starts climbing it with the Steel Chair he threw into the ring earlier in this hand, neither of the challengers notice this despite the clear height difference between Johnny's ladder and the ladder they are on until Johnny's reached the top of the ladder at which point he throws the chair at James who manages to catch it and maintain his balance on the ladder though Travis is, understandably, reluctant to punch a steel chair, it's then that Johnny does something that no one was expecting.

Simone: Did....... did he just jump for the title from the bigger ladder?! And it worked?!

Adams: I don't know about you but I'd rather not think about the number of ways that could've gone wrong for Johnny.

The momentum from Johnny's leap causes his ladder to topple over resulting in it leaning against the smaller ladder, once they get over their shock Travis and James turn their attention away from each other and start trying to get Johnny to let go of the title with James attacking Johnny with the chair he threw at him and Travis throwing fists and Johnny's stomach but Johnny is able to avoid James's chair swings and absorb Travis's blows until it becomes obvious that his grip on the belt is loosening which is when Johnny changes tactics by wrapping his legs around James's head and letting go hitting him with a Huricanrana sending both men crashing to the matt!

Simone: OH MY GOD!

Adams: Travis is in a prime position to win the Roulette Title but the ladder is wobbly from Johnny's momentum and the bigger ladder leaning onto it!

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

Indeed, at first it seems like Travis is about to win the Roulette Title but the ladder gives way before he can make a grab for it sending him flying into the table Johnny set up earlier!

Simone: And just like you said, the momentum took out Travis!

Adams: And all three men are down! I think it's safe to say that whoever gets up first is winning the match!

Holly can do nothing but watch as the three men lay in broken heaps around the ring but after a few minutes Travis, by some miracle, starts to stir and seeing that his opposition is apparently out cold Travis quickly grabs the second ladder that Johnny brought into the ring earlier and starts climbing it and, despite clearly being in pain from the tumble through the table he looks confident that he has the match won even if he is slow to climb the ladder, by the time he reaches the top he doesn't notice that Johnny has propped the smaller ladder against the bigger one and is bouncing up and down.

Simone: He's not going to do what I think he's going to do, is he?!

Adams: Why not? Win or lose Johnny will need a shitload of painkillers and Canada has free healthcare!

Without warning Johnny charges up the propped ladder with the steel chair in hand and once he reaches the top he leaps hitting Travis in the face with a chair assisted dropkick that sends him flying off the ladder and to the floor, however it quickly becomes apparent that that move caused Johnny a lot of pain as well as he isn't moving but one man is, the man he beat for the Roulette Championship!

Simone: James looks poised to become a two-time Roulette Champion!

Adams: And unless a miracle happens neither Johnny or TNA can do anything about it!

James starts climbing the ladder occasionally glancing over at his opponents as he ascends towards the title to make sure that they are out and it definitely seems to be the case as neither man has moved an inch, James takes one final look before reaching the top of the ladder and grabbing the title belt prompting Holly to call for the bell.

Justin: Here is your winner and NEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWW SCW ROULETTE CHAMPION JAMES TUSCINI!

Simone: James has done it! He overcame two very tough opponents to win his second championship!

Adams: What a match!

James celebrates atop the ladder whilst paramedics check on his opponents.




The scene opens up in an unknown location; it a rundown old wooden church. The SCW cameras walk up the stairs of the haunting looking church the sounds of the wooden floor boards beneath their feet crack and a creak from the pressure. The double doors at the front of the church are open and the cameras pan inside to find nothing but darkness. As the camera man continues on his path towards the front of the church a soft glow comes to light as a ring of candles are burning in the front of the church on the floor. Sitting in the middle of the candles in a woman, who is dressed in all black leather with cut outs, metal studs and chains hanging from her outfit. She has her head looking down towards the ground as she sits on her knees; her long dark hair is curtaining her face shielding her identity. The cameras pick up as they make their way closer towards her walking through spider's webs that cling to the lens of the camera that around her long toned arms is barbed wire wrapped around her flesh. The barbs are piercing her milky flesh as a light from the ceiling shines down upon her. Some of the barbs have pierced into her skin enough that small pools of blood have started to race down her arms as she continues to look down. Once she knows that the cameras are in the right spot the female slowly lifts her head to expose herself.

Evie: Alexis, Alexis, Alexis...

It was almost like a chant as the Australian bombshell lifted her head towards the camera, her hazel eyes burning a hole into the lens as the flames from the candles highlighted her focus. Her dark hair cascaded around her shoulders as it swept back out of her face.

Evie: Tonight Alexis has made you all a promise, she made a pledge to you all that there will be blood... that she will make me bleed but I'm not the type of girl who is just willing to let someone so insufficient, someone so inadequate get what they want. So I took matters into my own hands.

Evie opens her hands and holds her palms up towards the ceiling, inside her hands were barbs off the barbed wire that she had wrapped around her arms. She had blood oozing from her slashes but it didn't seem to faze her as she just rolled on with her segment.

Evie: Why would I let someone like Alexis take what she wants from me? Why would I let her get what she wants with ease? She wants to spill my blood and yet here I am just willing give it.

The sound of the church cracking from age echoed into the microphones, adding some extra chilliness to her surrounding

Evie: Disappointing isn't it Alexis? Having your dreams taken from you with such ease... did you expect anything less? Did you really think that I would allow you to believe you have the upper hand? No... You say you want to wipe the canvas with buckets of my blood tonight and yet you don't understand that I'm not afraid to bleed Alexis.

The Aussie tenses her arms letting the barbs dig in deeper to her skin, sending more blood to rush down her arms.

Evie: Does it hurt knowing that you tried your best and still Alexis that simply won't be enough? Deep down you know it; you know that you're in way over your head. You know that you'll be hung out and left to dry... and yet here you are still lingering, still struggling to hold onto a shred of relevance. Tonight I will give you purpose. Yet the only purpose you will serve tonight dear Alexis will be the message you will help me construct and that I will convey to the rest of the bombshell roster... that is your cause... this is your part tonight in this story, my story and you'll play your role so well...

Evie continues to look down the lens as a gust of wind blows through the church blowing out a few of the candles that are around her.

Evie: The scars that life has left on you will pale in comparison to the scars that I leave on you tonight.

Another gust of wind sweeps through stealing the last of the candle light but still Evie's face is seen by the shimmer of moonlight that this flooding in from the cracks in the ceiling.

Evie: May God have mercy on your soul Alexis.... Cause I will not

With that said and done, the cameras pan in closer to Evie's evil smile that is plastered on her face and as if on cue a cloud rolled over the moonlight and the church was left in darkness.




We see Casey Williams backstage, getting ready for his big match with Chris Shipman, and he decides to call out Chris one last time before their encounter.

Casey: Chris, you can talk about how you are going to win where this is your style match all you want, but don't underestimate me, because I will prove to the world that I am a force to be reckoned with, and you will just be another victim I lay to waste.

Casey cackles as he walks away.




Justin: Our next match is one made to order for an event named Violent Conduct. It is a Shipman's House of Pain match with Chris Shipman taking on Casey Williams. Our first participant in this match hails from Nashua, New Hampshire, and he stands in at 7 feet even and 370 pounds, he is Casey THE FREIGHT TRAIN OF PAIN Williams!

The opening drums and lyrics to Megadeth's "Sweating Bullets" start to blast through the speakers, as red and dark blue lights start to flash, reflecting off of mirrors that are set up at the top of the stage, and they go black, and when the lights come back on, Casey Williams appears at the top of the ramp, looking around at the crowd and not moving, his eyes looking at the mirror into his conflicted self. Casey lets out a roar, his arms out wide before he looks around the crowd, focused and intense. The Freight Train of Pain starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head to look at the conflicted crowd, their faces showing that they do not know what to make of Casey William's new found aggressiveness. Casey nods his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Casey puts his hand on the rope, and pulls himself up on to the ring apron and steps over the top rope, staring around at the fans, some cheering and some booing. Casey steps into a corner to await the arrival of Chris Shipman. Our attention is diverted when we see the members of Dying Breed, the tag team of Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell, arrive at ringside. Casey assures the Referee they are there to cheer him on and not to get involved in the match.

Adams: What in the world are they doing here? Probably going to interfere in this match to help Casey get a win.

Simone: Casey isn't like that. He would never ask someone to help him in his match. I heard they may be planning a return to action as a Tag Team.

Justin: Our next participant hails from West London, England, he stands in at 6 feet 5 inches and 265 pounds, he is "The Original Psycho" Reverend Chris Shipman.

The lights go out except for two spotlights that focus on the entrance way. We hear "Straight out of the Gate" by Tech N9ne hit the speakers and the fans are anxious for the appearance of Shipman. There is an uncomfortable delay with nothing happening and the crowd starts to murmur. "Straight of out of the Gate" stops playing and there is a dead silence that makes your skin crawl. Suddenly we hear bagpipes playing "Scotland the Brave" and as the lights come up we see a full Bagpipe Band playing in their Kilts. They are walking ahead of Chris Shipman who is also wearing a Kilt and playing a Bagpipe. The band, and Shipman, march down the ramp to the ring. The Bagpipe players stops playing and they stands aside to let Shipman pass to the ring. Chris climbs the ring steps, walks along the ring apron, and then he ducks through the ropes to take up the corner opposite of where Casey is located. Shipman lays the barbed wire laced Bible in the corner.

Adams: Shipman is back and that ominous barbed wire laced Bible has made an appearance again. I wonder if Shipman will attempt another attack on Pinky del Ferrando to make him a believer?

Simone: First of all I want you to focus on this match between Shipman and Williams and not focus on someone else who isn't involved in this match. Personally I doubt if Chris will attempt another attack on Pinky. After the recent comments by Pinky I would say it would be Shipman who would be beaten into submission and become a believer of Pinky del Ferrando.

Adams: Shipman is giving up 7 inches of height and 100 pounds of weight to Williams. I know Chris is a violent and aggressive wrestler but it is always an uphill battle when you are facing someone that much larger than you are.

Simone: Once again I remind you that size doesn't matter. However the women tell me that your size did matter to them and that's why they dissed you but that's another story. In every match it isn't the size of the wrestlers in the match it is their wrestling ability combined with their awareness in the ring.

Referee Jacob Summers informs both wrestlers that this is a Shipman's House of Pain match which means both wrestlers are allowed to use any of the weapons that are attached to the barbed wire ropes that are attached to the stanchions around the ring. He further informs the wrestlers a win is by pinfall, submission, or knock out where participant is unable to continue, and that there is no disqualification and no holds barred. Summers informs both wrestlers that the win must be obtained inside the ring as this is not a pinfalls count anywhere match.

Adams: I was just informed that this match is going to be similar to a Hell in a Cell match. They are putting up stanchions around the ring and in addition to the regular ring ropes there will be barbed wire attached to those stanchions and they are located just on the other side of the regular ring ropes. I also have been informed that items to be used as weapons will be hung from the barbed wire ropes and both wrestlers are allowed to grab anything off the barbed wire ropes to use as a weapon on their opponent.

Simone: That's how I understand it also. This will be one of those matches where Violent Conduct is a term that is tame compared to what the wrestlers involved will do.

Adams: I see some interesting items for the wrestlers to use being added to the barbed wire ropes. I see a metal trash can, a cat of nine tails, a leather whip, handcuffs, a barbed wire laced baseball bat, a cheese grater, and please tell me I'm hallucinating but is that a barbed wire laced dildo?

Simon: You are not hallucinating. It wouldn't be a classic Shipman's House of Pain match without a barbed wire laced dildo involved.

Satisfied that both wrestlers are aware of what they are about to get in Jacob Summers motions for the Timekeeper to ring the bell and this match is officially underway.

DING DING DING

Adams: Here we go. The gates of Hell have just been opened.

Simone: This is gonna be a sick match.

The instant the bell rings Shipman charges out of the corner and he launches himself at Williams. Casey sees him coming and he steps aside at the last moment which causes Chris to miss the hit and he slips through the regular ring ropes. Shipman is fortunate he didn't slam his head into the barbed wire ropes on that missed hit. Casey is quick to grab Chris by his waist band and pull him out of the ropes and back into the ring. He lifts Shipman up by the throat and choke slams him hard into the mat. Casey then jumps into the air landing his butt on the chest of Chris crushing him with his weight. Williams rolls off and then goes for a pin on Shipman. Jacob Summers can only get a two count before Shipman gets a shoulder off the mat.

Simone: That had to be pure instinct in the part of Chris Shipman.

Adams: He is known for being determined and durable in any type of match.

Casey stands up and walks over to the side of the ring and he reaches over the ropes and he is attempting to untie one or more of the weapons previously staged there. Chris gets to his feet and he goes to the opposite side of the ring where he manages to unlatch the barbed wire laced dildo. With an evil sadistic grin on his face Chris Shipman stalks Casey Williams with the full intent of inflicting severe damage with the dildo. Casey is fumbling with the item or items he's trying to unlatch from the barbed wire ropes as Chris approaches. When Shipman gets close enough he raises the barbed wire laced dildo up like you would do with a knife you want to stab someone with. Just as Shipman brings his arm forward to land a blow Casey gets the item unlatched. He spins around with a metal trash can lid in his hand and he swings it around in front of him causing Shipman to whack the trash can lid. The blow knocks the barbed wire laced dildo out of the hand of Chris Shipman and Referee Jacob Summers kicks it to the outside of the ring where it flops on the arena floor. Casey attempts to whack Chris with the metal trash can lid but Shipman is able to dodge the blows and avoid getting hit. With the next missed hit by Casey we see Chris drop to his knees and bring a fist up between Casey's legs knocking him extremely hard in the nut sack. Williams lets out a moan that can be heard throughout the arena and he drops the metal trash can lid and drops to his knees while holding his groin.

Simone: I don't care how big a man you are if you get hit in the nut sack like that you are going down.

Adams: I'm in pain just watching Shipman deliver that blow.

Chris Shipman runs over and disconnects the cheese grater from the barbed wire ropes. He walks over to Casey Williams and he drags the cheese grater over Casey's forehead. Once he has cut open Casey's head Chris throws the cheese grater aside and it slides out of the ring. Shipman drags Williams to his feet and then he backs up and delivers a drop kick on Casey. This doesn't drop Williams but it causes him to stagger back a step. Sensing he has Casey reeling Chris runs off the ropes and on the rebound he hits a head butt to the midsection of Casey. Williams is still standing and Shipman is getting frustrated not having downed Casey with those hits. Casey backs into the ropes and Chris runs to the opposite side of the ring where he again rebounds off the ropes. He runs toward Williams and he leaps into the air in what appears to be a flying full body hit on Casey. Williams reaches out and catches Shipman in the air and he spins around and tosses Chris Shipman over the regular ring ropes where Chris smacks into the barbed wire ropes on the other side of the regular ring ropes. Yelping in pain Shipman squirms enough to break free from the barbed wire ropes but he has numerous cuts and he's bleeding. He flops to the arena floor where he remains while planning his next move.

Adams: Good strategy for Chris Shipman after that barbed wire hit. Stay on the outside and let Casey cool off in the ring. He can't be counted out anyway.

Simone: The question I have is whether Casey will remain in the ring or go after Chris on the outside.

Shipman is walking around at ringside as Jacob Summers yells down to Chris to see if he wants to submit in this match. Receiving a middle-finger salute from Shipman lets Referee Summers know that Chris Shipman has no plans to give up in this match. We are shocked when we see Shipman drag her hand over his bleeding wounds and then lick the blood off his hands. An evil sadistic grin comes on the face of Shipman as he tastes his own blood. Casey is getting frustrated that Chris isn't returning inside the ring so he exits the ring by sliding under the regular ropes and the barbed wire ropes to get to the arena floor. Casey stomps over to where Chris is located and he starts laying hard punches and kicks to Shipman. Shipman fires back and the two go back and forth until Chris lands a hard fist into the forehead of Casey where he previously ran the cheese grater across his forehead and Williams is bleeding again. Casey retaliates by raking the body of Chris with his fingernails further aggravating the cuts Shipman received when he slammed into the barbed wire ropes earlier. Shipman walks away from Williams and he climbs up on the ring steps. He's attempting to remove the handcuffs and the whip from the barbed wire. Casey sees what Chris is doing and while Shipman is trying to get those items loose Williams locates a fire extinguisher, which is not part of the previously staged weapons, but anything is fair game in this match. Casey holds the fire extinguisher in his hands and he rams the bottom of the hard metal cylinder into the legs of Shipman. After several hits Chris falls off the ring steps onto the arena floor. Casey then removes the pin on the fire extinguisher and he pulls the handle to cover Shipman's face with CO2 icing. Chris is flailing around on the arena floor while Casey walks by the Timekeeper's table on his way to getting back inside the ring. He notices the Timekeeper has a plate with some food on it and a metal fork. Casey snags the fork and returns inside of the ring to wait on Shipman.

Adams: I'm not sure what just happened but it appears Williams put Shipman's fire out.

Simone: That's a pathetic attempt at a joke.

Chris manages to get to the announcers table where he reaches around and locates several cups. He doesn't care if it is water, coffee, or beer, he just wants to pour the liquid on his face to clear out the CO2. He pours the liquid over his face and it clears up the CO2. While Shipman is recovering Williams has obtained the Cat of Nine tails and the barbed wire laced baseball bat. Casey is walking around showing the crowd the items he's obtained to beat Chris with and while he plays the crowd he doesn't notice that Shipman has made it back inside the ring and he has taken down the set of handcuffs, the leather whip, and what appears to be a taser.

Adams: It appears this match is about to get shocking.

Simone: One more lame joke and I will shock you.

Casey approaches Chris and we see that Shipman has that evil grin on his face again. Williams is close enough that he attempts to hit Shipman with the Cat of Nine Tails. Chris is able to stay out of reach of the attempted blows. In return Shipman reaches back with the whip and launches it toward Williams. The end of the whip wraps around the Cat of Nine Tails just enough for Chris to yank hard and pull the item out of Casey's hand. As the Cat of Nine Tails launches toward Shipman he drops the whip and both items land on the mat. Casey now approaches with the barbed wire laced baseball bat with the intent to inflict major damage upon Chris. Williams is swinging the bat but somehow Shipman continues to evade most of the blows but he did take a few hits on his arms and upper body and he is bleeding again. Chris Shipman backs into a corner and Casey Williams approaches raising the bat over his head to bring it down upon Shipman. Chris managed to dive out of the way. This causes Casey to miss shipman and the baseball bat slips out of his hands. Casey then pulls out the fork he snagged from the Timekeeper's table and he runs up to Shipman and starts stabbing Chris in the arms and Shipman starts bleeding from the fork stab wounds. Shipman shoves Williams away and as Casey is about to lunge at him to attempt to stab him again with the fork Chris flips out the taser and fires it. The nodes fire out from the taser hitting Casey and it starts pulsing thousands of volts into Casey's body. Williams is shaking uncontrollably from the shock of the taser. Williams can no longer maintain an upright position and he drops to the mat. As he does the nodes pop out of his body but he's still twitching.

Adams: I told you this match was going to get shocking.

Simone: I wish I had a taser to use on you right now.

Shipman drags Williams over to the ropes where he uses the handcuffs to attach Casey to the ropes. Now that he has Williams in an extremely helpless situation he walks over to the corner to retrieve his barbed wire laced Bible. As Shipman walks back to where Williams is helplessly handcuffed to the ropes Shipman appears to be saying a prayer. Referee Jacob Summers is asking Shipman to stay back so he can check on the condition of Williams. Shipman shoves Summers aside and walks over to Casey. Chris stands over Casey and he makes a sign and raises the Bible above his head before dropping the barbed wire laced Bible down hard upon Casey's forehead. The blood is pouring out of the additional damage to the head of Williams. Referee Jacob Summers steps in and asks Casey if he wants to submit. When he doesn't receive a response he lifts the arm of Williams and releases it and it flops to the mat. Realizing that Casey is unconscious and cannot continue in the match Summers calls for the bell to end the match.

Simone: Ouch! That's an awful way to lose a match.

Adams: For sure.

Justin: Here is your winner of this match, by knockout, "The Original Psycho" Reverend Chris Shipman!

The workers at the arena come to the ring and remove the barbed wire that is attached to the stanchions. After the barbed wire is removed Chris Shipman exits the ring. He retrieves his Bagpipe and he makes his way up the ramp preceded by his full Bagpipe Band as they all play "Amazing Grace" on their Bagpipes until they return to the backstage area. Our attention is returned to the ring. Maintenance personnel cut the chain connecting the two handcuff pieces to free Casey from the ropes. Andrew Garcia and Ivan Darrell, members of Dying Breed Tag Team, pull a stretcher out from under the ring and they load Casey onto the stretcher and carry him up the ramp to the backstage area.

Adams: I feel bad for Casey. I don't know if this will be another reason for him to want to consider retirement in addition to having custody of his children.

Simone: Seems like a logical decision if that's what he would like to do.




The scene opens up backstage to find Melody Grace standing beside her "work mom" Pussy Willows, the Bombshell Internet Championship is held over Melody's shoulder with pride as she waits for the interview to kick off. Pussy goes to speak but the SCW crowds in attendance cheers cut her off as Melody just stands their twirling on her heels blushing at the sounds of her fans cheering for her. As the crowd dies down Pussy finally brings the microphone up to her lips and starts this interview.

Pussy: I'm here with a lady who needs NO introduction but what kind of work Mother would I be if I didn't give her one? Please welcome my guest at this time my work daughter... Melody Grace Carpenter.

Melody smiles as she hugs up to Pussy who shares to embrace while the SCW crowd that is filled with Melephants start a loud Melody Chant. Melody can't help but smile from ear to ear as she listens to her fans who are excited to see her.

Pussy: Now Melody I have to ask you, what's going on in my daughters mind right now?

Melody adjusts her Bombshell Internet Championship over her shoulder before she looks at Pussy who has put the microphone over towards hers.

Melody: Well Mom, what's going on in my mind right now is... how damn excited I am to be here in the TD Place Arena in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada.

The fans let off a massive scream as Melody drops the plug of their hometown.

Melody: I'm excited Mom, the fans are excited, MY Melephants are excited... all in all it's a good day to the Melody Grace, it's a good day to be a Melephant and well Mom it's a good day to be in my home away from home of Canada.. I can't wait to get out there later tonight and show the world that well, this baby right here isn't leaving my side tonight... this baby right here is my ride and die... this baby right here is going to leave my hold because why?

Pussy looks at Melody and mouths why? As Melody pats her Internet Championship.

Melody: Because...

Melody turns and points to the camera, pointing to her fans at home and in the arena.

Melody: That's why... tonight we're going to show the world what a little girl from St Helena's California can do when she's got thousands upon thousands of loyal supporters and people who refuse to quit on her... so tonight Mom is OUR night... tonight WE will celebrate and tonight well Mercedes and Sammi Marlowe find out just exactly who they are messing with... and who they are messing with is Me and no one messes with Me... because when you mess with one of us, you mess with all of US!

The SCW fans let out another cheer as Melody just rocks back on her heels. Pussy takes the microphone back in her direction as she looks towards her daughter.

Pussy: Do you have anything to say to Sam and Mercedes?

Pussy points the microphone over towards Melody who is smiling while keeping her left hand on her championship.

Melody: Do I have anything to say to Sammi and Merc? Hmmm... How about Good luck girls and may tonight's match be the start of something glorious for all of us?

Pussy quickly asks Melody another question.

Pussy: That's it? No cheeky Melody trash talk?

She holds the microphone for Melody.

Melody: Hmmmm

She fakes a deep ponder before she looks down at her championship on her shoulder.

Melody: Enough said really.

With that said and done Melody skips off while her fans let off a massive cheer as her cool but confident attitude. The scene quickly fades out.




The match of James Tuscini where he regained the Roulette Championship in a Triple Threat against Johnny Tsunami and Travis Nathaniel Andrews has been over for a time. James has called a cameraman to come to his dressing room so he can make an announcement. The cameraman walks into the dressing room and Uncle Pinky informs the cameraman where to station himself. Once in place and he informs James and Pinky they are broadcasting and they launch into their comments. Both James and Pinky have changed into casual civilian clothes. James has the Roulette Title Belt slung over his shoulder.

James: I told you so! You friggin' punks didn't want to listen to me. I regained the Roulette Title Belt as I said I would. Maybe you weren't a believer before but you damn sure are a believer now.

Pinky: I told you James was going to win back the Roulette Championship. I told you that we are more than a match for Tsunami and TNA. Both of them got a win over James earlier in September but James got redemption by defeating both of them tonight.

James: So here's the deal. I issue a challenge. I now have the target on my back again. I want challengers who can give me a true challenge and push me to the edge of the cliff. Bring it on. I don't care what type of match you want. TLC, barbed wire, street fight, barroom brawl, fight on a rooftop, hell in a cell, a fight in an aquarium filled with Sharks that are starving, whatever the hell you jerks want bring it on and see if you can do anything against me!

Pinky: We told you to place your bets on James for his match at Violent Conduct III and if you didn't do that, and you lost your bet, don't cry to us. We have no compassion on morons who won't listen.

James: To everyone on the Roster. You have two choices. Step up or step away. Either way you will regret your decision.

James and Pinky inform the cameraman they are done with their comments. The cameraman cuts his feed which causes the screen to go black for a moment.




Justin: The following contest is for the Bombshell Internet championship. Introducing first....

"Do you really want to do this now" is heard before Def Leppard's Let's Go begins to play the image of fire begins to play against the curtain to backstage. Stepping through the curtain of fire, a woman walks out with a smile as she poses at the entrance.

Justin: Introducing from Houston Texas, she is the one and only, Sam Marlowe!

Sam raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. Finally she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera and then rolls inside the ring. Walking towards the corner, she unzips her short jacket and pulls it off. Handing it to ringside staff, she turns and begins stretching out for the match as she watches her opponent.

Justin: And her opponent..

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

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

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

Justin: And their opponent....

The cameras scan back to ring side while the lighting in the arena dims down to nothing. In the background a techno bass drum solo comes to life on the personal address system, before an array of bright coloured lights start flickering sporadically. "I'm laid back, I'm feeling this"? sounds, alerting the crowd to the beginning of let's get ridiculous by Red Foo. As the arena comes to life with a night club vibe the lighting at the top of the ramp picks up. The lighting picks up the movement of the black curtains being pushed to the side and out walks two large muscular men. The men are dressed only in a pair of white shiny pants, while their shoes are made out to be horse hooves on top of their heads in a large Unicorn head hiding their identity. As the two shirtless giants make their way onto the stage, it's brought to everyone attention that they are each dragging a long thick piece of white rope. As the two men continue down the walkway, the item that they are pulling finally pops out from behind the curtain.

Justin: Making her way to the ring, weighing in at one hundred and twenty nine pounds, from St. Helena, California. She is the SCW Bombshell Internet champion, she is Sin City Wrestling's Little Miss Sunshine Meeeeeellloooody Grrraaaaacee!!!

The fans come to life with cheers as now on top of the stage Melody is seen sitting on top of a carnival ride. She's seated on a large white Unicorn who is sliding up and down a golden pole; similar to a merry go round. Sitting side saddle in-between the wings of the unicorn Pegasus Melody starts waving adoringly to her fans, who are cheering her on. The two giant men drag the Carnival ride to the middle of the ramp way before each setting down their ropes and making their way towards the moving horned horse. Both men reach up and grab onto Melody's delicate figure and help her down from the unicorn. Giving each of the boys a firm hug the bubbly blonde takes off towards the ring slapping the fans hands along her way. While the men drag her noble steed back up the ramp, Melody finally reaches the ring steps that she quickly runs up. Walking along the ring apron giving the fans a little shake of her tail feathers before stepping over the middle rope Mel enters the ring. Making her way around the six sided ring Melody is waving wildly at the fans, while dancing unable to contain her excitement. As her theme dies down of the personal address system Melody makes her way over to her corner and takes off her furry hood making sure that she puts it down gently.

Melody Grace, Sam Marlowe and Mercedes Vargas are standing in their respective corners waiting as Drew Patton holds up the bombshell Internet championship belt for the audience to see what is on the line in this match. As the three ladies are doing their final preparations, Drew walks the belt over to the time keeper and hands it to him through the ring ropes. The crowd is going crazy with chants for all three participants.

Simone: This is going to be one for the ages.

Adams: This place is rocking out and the action hasn't even started yet.

Drew walks back towards the center of the ring and looks at all three ladies. He silently asks them if they were ready as all three nod their heads. Drew takes a deep breath and signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Mercedes is the first one out of her corner as she begins to walk in a circle. Melody watches her with one eye while keeping the other eye on Sam. The crowd is still going insane as Sam is the first one to break the awkward movements. She charges at Mercedes who counters her with a quick hip toss. Sam leans up a bit after the bump as Melody follows suit who gets a hip toss for her efforts as well. Mercedes gives a quick bow towards the audience before lifting Melody up off the canvas.

She hooks her head in her arm while throwing her arm over her own head. She goes to lift Melody up but Sam comes flying into the picture with a step up enzugiri. The tip of her right boot catches Mercedes flush on the cheek as it staggers her backwards. As Sam is still on one knee, she turns clockwise to strike with a quick uppercut to the throat of Melody. She then follows it up with a reverse kip up into a headscissors before flinging Melody halfway across the ring. The crowd is in awe with the fluid motions from Sam thus far.

Simone: What a move by Sam

Sam is getting back up to her feet as Mercedes connects with a vicious running knee to the side of Sam's head. Sam falls to the canvas as Mercedes quickly goes for the pinfall attempt.

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Drew barely gets a one count in before Melody breaks it up with a running double sledge to the back of Mercedes neck. Melody would soon follow up with a quick snapmare then latching her arm around Mercedes' head and applying some pressure. The reverse chinlock is in tight as Mercedes has both arms high in the air.

Adams: Melody is trying to win by submission

Simone: The pace has been slow thus far. I hope it picks up.

As Melody is squeezing her arm around Mercedes' head, she doesn't see Sam getting back up to her feet. Well Drew is checking on Mercedes, Sam comes flying into the picture with a low angle forearm perfectly placed to the side of Melody's head. Melody falls to her side as Sam follows it up with a basement dropkick which knocks Melody onto her back. Sam doesn't stop there as she connects with a second basement dropkick onto Mercedes. Sam then jumps up to her feet, runs toward the ropes, springs off them and lands with her leg landed across the throat of Mercedes.

Sam transitions into a pinfall attempt of her own but gets dragged off before Drew could drop down. Sam gets back up to her feet where she is met by a wicked forearm by Melody. Sam staggers a bit then connects back with a forearm of her own. The crowd is going crazy as both Melody and Sam exchange forearm shots until Sam gains the upper hand. She staggers Melody back towards the ropes as Sam charges toward the opposite side.

Simone: What is Sam planning?

Adams: Who knows

Sam does bounce off the far ropes but she doesn't get very far as Mercedes cuts her off with a quick drop toe hold. Which she follows it up with a picture perfect dropkick sending Melody out of the ring. Mercedes quickly gets back up onto her feet, bounces off the ropes and connects with an elbow drop. She doesn't stay on top of Sam as she shoots back up and charges toward the ropes.

Melody is just getting back to her feet as Mercedes leaps through the middle rope and shoves Melody back first into the barricade. Melody slumps forward as Mercedes follows it up by driving a straight kick into the chest of Melody. Mercedes continues to land stiff kicks across the chest of Melody before connecting with a quick roundhouse to the side of her head. Melody falls to the floor as Mercedes leans over and takes a bottle of coke from a fan.

Adams: I guess Mercedes is having a coca-cola break.

Mercedes twists the cap off, looks to take a swig but Sam comes flipping over the top rope. The heel of her boot catches Mercedes on the top of her head as the bottle falls to the floor. The contents land in a puddle as Sam gets back up to her feet. Melody is getting up as well as Sam leaps up onto the barricade. She walks it like a tight rope before leaping off, catching her legs around Melody's head and twisting her in midair as she lands further down the ringside area.

Sam pops back up with a smile on her face as she high fives a few fans in the front row. As she is about to walk off towards Melody, Mercedes comes charging in and lands a perfectly placed knee into the middle of Sam's back. Sam is driven forward by that knee as she goes chest first into the barricade protecting the time keeper and Justin Decent. Sam drapes over it while trying to catch her breath but Mercedes leaps off the adjacent barricade and lands a leg directly across the back of Sam's neck. The force knocks her completely over as Mercedes is back up onto her feet.

Mercedes moves away from that tiny area and begins to stalk Melody. Melody is just getting back up to her feet as Mercedes grabs her by the head. Mercedes is looking to ram Melody head first into the steel ring post but Melody manages to counter it by sending Mercedes head first instead. Mercedes' head snaps back once as Melody grabs Mercedes by the arm and whips her head first again into the ring post. A loud gasp comes from the audience as Mercedes lands first first onto the arena floor.

Simone: Did you see how wicked Mercedes's head snapped back?

Adams: Mercedes could be out.

Melody doesn't waste anytime as she walks over to the downed Mercedes. She goes to lift her up by her hair as her hand feels something warm and wet. Melody looks down and sees Mercedes has been busted wide open. The blood is just pouring down her face like a faucet as Melody quickly reacts by tossing Mercedes back into the ring. Melody hops up onto the ring apron, springs off the top rope and lands directly across the back of Mercedes following a frog splash. Melody shoots the half and goes for the pinfall attempt.

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Drew's hand was just about to hit the canvas for a third time until Sam comes flying into the ring and lands with the tip of her elbow landing directly into the middle of Melody's shoulder blades. Melody rolls off of Mercedes as Sam quickly follows the elbow drop with a standing Moonsault as she goes for the pinfall attempt on Mercedes.

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Mercedes just barely rolls her shoulder up off the canvas as Sam reacts with another pinfall attempt.

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Mercedes kicks out again as Sam quickly leaps up onto her feet. She goes to run the ropes but Melody catches her with a drop toe hold but her neck whiplashes off the middle rope as Sam rolls around on the canvas.

Adams: These ladies are leaving it all in the ring tonight.

Simone: Who is going to walk out of Ottawa the Internet champion?

Melody is the first up to her feet, followed by a bloody Mercedes. Melody charges at her but gets caught with a quick knife edge chop which sounded like a shotgun going off. Mercedes connects with a second and a third knife edge chop as she drives Melody into the corner. Each chop sounds like a gun going off as Melody is slumping in the corner. Mercedes is looking to chop one more time but her head bounces off Melody's as Sam staggers back a bit after connecting with a stinger splash. Mercedes falls to the canvas as Sam quickly lifts Melody up onto the turnbuckles.

Sam backs up a bit, then uses the bottom ropes to steady her as she wraps her legs around Melody's head. She first lifts her left leg up before driving it down across the head of Melody before flinging her forward causing Melody to do a somersault. Melody grabs at her lower back as Sam turns her attention to Mercedes.

Sam bends down, lifts Mercedes off the canvas but Mercedes explodes out with a stiff kick to the midsection. She then grabs Sam by the sides of her head, leaps into the air before driving Sam face first into the canvas. Mercedes quickly rolls up onto her feet and rubs the back of her head.

Adams: Mercedes just knocked Sam out with that sit out facebuster.

Mercedes goes to turn towards Melody but gets met by a vicious superkick. Mercedes falls directly onto her back as Melody falls on top of her. Drew recognizes the pin attempt and drops into position.

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Drew calls for the bell as Sam just is starting to stir.

Justin: Here is your winner and still the Bombshell Internet Champion...Melody Grace.

"Let's get ridiculous" begins to play again as Melody is handed her championship belt. She sits on her knees as a huge smile crosses her face.

Adams: She did it. Melody retained in a very hard fought contest.

Simone: This begs the question, who can beat her?

Melody rolls out of the ring and leans against the barricade as a swam of fans surround her. She is smiling from ear to ear while hoisting the Internet championship belt high into the air




We find our way backstage once more to find Delia Darling sitting outside of the Bombshell locker room, filing her nails, but it is pretty clear that she is making her presence known for her fellow Bombshells and Stars. Her eyes float up and down the hallways until she suddenly gasps.

Despayre: Surprise!

Despayre comes out of nowhere, as the sound of a kazoo nearly pierces her eardrums. A shower of confetti falls down upon her, as she basks in it for a moment. Once the colorful paper falls to the ground, Delia wraps her arms around Despayre and Angel, pulling them both in for a tight hug, planting a kiss on each of his cheeks.

Despayre: Hubba, hubba!

Delia: Oh, how I've missed you, Despy! I has been far too long, no?

Despayre: No... I mean, yes? Did you come to see me wrestle against Rage tonight?

Delia: Amongst os'er s'ings... Will you excuse me for just a moment?

Delia looks off into the distance, a look of dismay coming across her face. Listlessly, she begins walking down the hallway as she excuses herself from Despayre. She makes her way to the corner to see a tall man with dark hair, and eyes as blue as oceans, staring back at her in awe.

*POP!*

Simone: Is that Eric Paisano of Honor Pro Wrestling?

Adams: It looks like his Twitter display picture, but it could be an imposter.

Eric: Delia, I was hoping that I would catch you!

Adams: Aaaaand, that would be him... bloke asked me to put in a good word for him with Delia, but...

Delia scoffs and rolls her eyes as she places her hand on her hip. There is an angry fire in her eyes, but a stoic, almost nonchalant expression etched across her face.

Delia: I s'ought I made myself perrrfectly clear z'e os'er day when I said z'at you should not come to Ottawa...

Eric: Babe, you know I needed to see you!

Eric tries to go and hug Delia.

Delia: Ummm... do not touch me, Aaron... I would hate to call security on you.

Delia places a hand in Eric's face, but catching a whiff of his cologne brings back fond memories, as she slowly lowers her hand, refusing to look into his ocean eyes. Eric places Delia's hand back on his face. He smells her hand and closes his eyes thinking of the good times they shared. He keeps trying to make eye contact with those puppy dog eyes.

Eric: I want you to know that you still are the world to me and I want to be a part of it again.

He tugs at her trying to get her attention and to look at him. Delia, against her better judgment, looks into his eyes, and the cold, harsh exterior melts away.

Delia: I... I loved you, Eric. I am trying so hard to accept z'at you are a married man, and z'at we will never be anys'ing more z'an friends. I know I have not been very nice to you, but I must protect my heart...

Delia sheds a tear as she leans into his chest, lightly sobbing, with a sniffle for good measure. Eric plays around with his wedding ring. He looks at her sobbing and back at the ring.

Eric: I would end my marriage if it meant another shot with you. You were my first love and it was my mistake that it didn't work out the first time! But Lilith my wife was there for me when I needed her.

Eric starts removing the ring but Delia intervenes, a look of disappointment on her face.

Delia: I will not let you s'row away your marriage just like z'at. What if you did z'e same to me down z'e road? While you do need to earn my trust back... I must be an adult, and forgive you. It would be better to have you in my life in z'is way, z'an not to have you at all...

Delia looks up into Eric's eyes again, this time a bit of a smile on her face. Eric immediately kisses her feet in gratitude. Delia's eyes widen in shock as she ultimately allows it, though clearly off put by it.

Eric: Thank you so much for giving me a second chance! You know I want you but I will settle for business partners for now!

Delia leans down, holding onto Eric's hand as she raises him up to a standing position. She smiles at him, even offering a light chuckle as she playfully nudges his arm.

Delia: Not business partners, darling... z'at sounds so stuffy. Friends...

Eric:: I'm hoping for friends with benefits. I owe you a couple of favors now!

Eric playfully nudges her shoulder. He grins at her. Eric looks down at her feet one more time. He goes for another hug but decides not to and just winks at her before walking away.

Eric: I have some paperwork to finish up with the Head of Talent Relations, but I'll see you around, Delia!

Delia nods her head, giving a toothy grin as she gently waves to her friend. She stands on the tips of her toes to make sure he has disappeared from sight before she kicks her shoes off, rubbing her feet against the wall, shuddering in pure disgust. Despayre comes walking back over to Delia, taken aback by her bare feet and her expression.

Despayre: Was that guy bothering ya? Angel says that he's got a face even a mother would want to punch.

Delia: Ugh, so true, but, he's my friend, so... no punching of z'e face, kay?

Delia ruffles Despayre's hair as she walks back to the Bombshell locker room, sighing as she disappears inside.




Justin: The following match is a Fatal Fourway for the SCW tag team championships!!!

Adams: HERE WE GO!!!

Justin: Coming to the ring and a combine weight of 32 and a half stones. Jon Dough

We see Jon Dough come from behind the curtains to a crowd pop.

Justin: and his tag team partner Eyesnsane

Eyesnsane comes the curtain to a shower of boos. Jon pauses to wait for Eyesnsane to catch up to him. the two give a fist bump to each other. The crowd showers them with a mix reaction as the two make there way to the ring. Jon slides in from the bottom ropes while Eyesnsane jumps on to the ring apron and then jump over the top ropes to makes his way in the ring. Eyesnsane and Jon Dough each get on top of a turnbuckle. Eyesnsane rasies his arms in the air to a shower of boo. Jon Dough then raises his arms up the air to a shower of cheers. The two get down and meet in the middle of the ring each other a nod while the crowd showers them with a mix reaction.

Surfer Boys start to play and the Surf Boys, Narly and Radical appear dressed in Bermuda shorts, sandals and holding surfboards under their arms. They turn around high fiving each other. They walk to the ring high fiving the fans and when they get to the ring, throw the boards under the ropes and climbs in as the fans cheer. The put their boards in middle of the ring and jump on them "ring surfing" as the fans cheer.

Justin: Their opponents!! With a combined weight of 365 pounds!!! Narly and Radical!!! The Surf Boys!!!

Monster and Animal I Have Become (mash up) by Skillet and Three Days Grace play over the sound system as Samuel McPherson and Lord Raab come through the curtain with Henry Losak behind them as they walk side by side together to the ring, ignoring the fans as they step over the top rope together while Henry goes through the middle rope. Raab and Samuel do a holdup in the ring with the fans booing on them as Henry steps out of the ring with Raab and Samuel stand in the ring waiting for the match to start.

Justin: With a combined weight of 510 pounds!! The team of Samuel McPHerson and Lord Raab!! The Monstimals!!!!

The strong, pulsating beats of Aerosmith's hit "Love In the Elevator" begins to strike out across the sound system of the arena and the fans begin to look around anxiously as spotlights begin to hit the crowd...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome the World Tag Team Champions -- Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean ... Team BJ!

The song continues to rock throughout the building as the cameras finally pick up the members of the championship team, weaving their way through and around the fans, making their way from the backstage area! The fans are absolutely eating it up that the prestigious champions are entering this way, being so close to them. They smile and laugh in delight, clapping their hands as Ben leans in to pose with a small child and snap a selfie, giving the young fan a moment to always remember. His tag team partner Jamie has fun in his own way as he pulls a young man up from his seat and plops down into the chair, pulling the fan down into a seated position on his lap as the fan laughs at the his antics.

Ben comes up between two more fans and props his chin on their shoulders, reaching around for another smiling selfie as Jamie jumps over and joins in on the pose with a 'photo bomb', giving the two fans a delightful moment. The two champions pull apart from the fans and continue to make their way through the capacity crowd, patting shoulders and slapping hands offered out to them until they arrive at the barricade at ringside. They enter the ringside area through the corner opening and Ben hops up onto the ring apron before jumping to the corner and holding aloft his half of the tag team belts, and is greeted by applause. Ben then vaults over the top rope and into the ring while his partner, Jamie, slides into the ring beneath the bottom rope. As Ben stands and poses for the fans, Jamie crawls on hands and knees through his partner's legs, smiling for the fans' benefit causing Ben to slowly shake his head and smile. He reaches down to Jamie, grabbing his hand and lifting him to his before turning his attention to their opponents

Simone: Well this is the moment, four teams will wage war for the tag titles. A coin toss has determined that Jon Dough from the Elders and Narly from the Surf Boys will start off the match

Adams: And you can tag in every wrestler in the match, so it could be partner vs. partner at times.

Simone: Yeah, but I hardly doubt that you want to eliminate your own partner, because that means your team is eliminated!!

Adams: And the final team that is left has won and are the SCW tag champions!!

DING DING DING

The bell has rang as Narly and Jon Dough start off the match. Dough has Narly in a sideheadlock before Narly pushes him in the ropes before whipping him into the other side of the ring before running towards them with a flying forearm. Only to be caught by Jon Dough and delivers an overhead suplex that sends Narly down hard on his back before Jon tags in Samuel McPherson of the Monstimals. The big monster grabs Narly and lifts him up in the air before driving him down with a thunderous Belly to Belly suplex and tags in Lord Raab. Both men pick up Narly before whipping him in the ropes and deliver a double big boot that sends the member of the Surf Boys down to the canvas hard.

Simone: Ouch!! I feel for Narly and Radical!! Because I know that these two men don't like to play!!

Raab grabs Narly by the hair and sets him up for a chokeslam, but just as he lifts him in the air it is Narly that rakes Raab across the eyes that gets some cheers going from the fans before the Surf Boy tags in his own tag team partner. Radical jumps up the top rope and jumps off towards the former Roulette and World champion Lord Raab, who picks him up in the air and drives him hard with a big time Powerslam. Causing Radical to bounce off the canvas as Raab sits on his knees, staring down at the carnage that he has executed upon the Surf Boy. He hooks the leg of Radical as Holly goes for the three count.

Holly Wood: One!! Two!! Three!!!

Justin: The first team to be eliminated!! Narly and Radical!! The Surf Boys!!

Raab gets up and stares the champs down before tagging in Eyensane as the member of the Elders gets in the ring and stares down both Jamie Dean and Ben Jordan.

Simone: Good Lord, did you just see that what Raab did??

Adams: They are ready!! Will they finally be champs???

Ben Jordan stares at Jamie as he gets in the ring, he and Eyensane circle each other in the ring as the two lock arms. Ben gets the challenger in a standing sideheadlock before following it as he hiptosses Eyensane onto his back while holding on to the grip. Eyensane tries to grab the hair and face of Ben Jordan, but is unable to do anything as Ben tightens the grip around the head of the member of the Elders as that causes him to let go off the hold. Ben has the hold tight as Eyensane grabs him by the waist and rolls him over onto a pinning combination

Simone: Will this be???

Holly Wood: One!! Two!!

Ben manages to roll back to a sitting position while holding onto the head in the headlock, Eyensane tries to get to his feet as Ben holds on to the hold as Eyensane pushes him in the ropes before going for an Irish Whip. Going for a shoulderblock, but Ben drops him as he runs to the other side of the ring and comes off the ropes where he is met by Eyensane, who has jumped up to his feet and grabs Ben by the head and whips him over the top rope. He turns around as he is eyeing Jamie Dean.

Simone: He needs to pay attention to Ben Jordan!!!

Ben has managed to hold on to the ropes as he landed on the apron. He sets himself up to jump from the top rope and into the back of Eyensane as suddenly he gets pushed off the top rope by Lord Raab onto the canvas.

Adams: I bet he didn't saw that one coming!!!

Raab is almost about to get into the ring as Holly attempts to reason with the former champion. Who enrages as he sees the woman referee telling him to get back to his corner. He roars out of anger as he turns around and almost is about to hit Holly as Samuel grabs him by the wrist and stops the monster. Who turns in anger towards his partner and realizes that he was wrong before stepping over the top rope once more. Meanwhile behind the back of Holly we see in a split screen replay of earlier on that Eyensane and Jon Dough have doubleteamed Ben Jordan with a double clothesline and then set him up for their finisher the Head Trauma. Jon Dough grabs Ben and spins him around before trying to lift him up in the air. But just as he is about to do that and Eyensane climbs the turnbuckles it is Jamie Dean that runs in the ring and executes a Super Kick to the face of Jon Dough. Causing him to let go off the hold that he had on Ben and drops to the canvas. Eyensane looks up and sees what is happening and jumps off, only to have Ben catching him and delivering a Spine Buster in the middle of the ring before rolling on his back in pain. We can see Eyensane getting rolled out of the ring by Holly before turning towards the two other men for the ten count.

Adams: Holy Cow!! Jamie just saved his team the chance to retain the tag titles!!!

Simone: Yeah, but now both Ben and Jon Dough need to get up before the count of ten or else they will be eliminated!!!

Holly starts the ten count as we see neither men make a move

Holly Wood: Three!! Four!! Five!!

We see Ben slowly stir and crawl towards Jamie, who is jumping up and down the apron to grab the tag from his partner as we see Raab charge in the ring and drives an elbow into the back of Ben Jordan before charging into Jamie Dean with a running shoulder tackle into the midsection of the co holder of the tag titles. But Jamie sidesteps and kicks Raab in the head. Causing Raab to be draped over the middle rope as Jamie drops a leg across the back of his neck as this sends Raab to the outside. In the meantime we see Eyensane get to his feet and tags out to anyone near to him that happens to be Samuel McPherson.

Simone: Uh oh... watch out Ben!!!

On the outside we see Jamie punching to the back of Raabs head, but the monster slowly rises to his feet and pushes Jamie away. Pushing him into the steel ring post as he charges in on him, but Jamie sidesteps and Raab hits the ring post. Stumbling backwards into a reversed neck breaker from Jamie that sends the big monster down to the concrete floor. The camera stare at the face as we see blood pour from the face of the former champion.

Simone: uh oh....

In the ring we see Ben struggling to get to his feet as he grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up again. Samuel grabs him by the back of his head and delivers series of headbutts to the champion before whipping him in the ropes and delivers a big boot to the face of the champion. Samuel is about to perform a chokeslam on Ben as Ben struggles to get to his feet. Samuel gets suddenly tagged in by Jon Dough, as the member of the Elders wants to finish the job on Ben Jordan. Samuel looks around and is irate as he grabs Dough by the throat and delivers the choke slam on him.

Crowd: HOLY SHIT!!!

Samuel gets out of the ring and walks over to Raab as he notices him to slowly get to his feet and his face is completely bloodied. In the meantime we see Ben tagging in Jamie, who jumps on the turnbuckles and jumps off and executes a Frog Splash on top of Jon Dough. Hooking his leg for the cover as Eyensane tries to run in but is too late as Holly has hit the three count on his partner.

Justin: The second team to be eliminated!! The Members of the Elders!!!

Eyensane helps his tag team partner to the outside as we see both Raab and Samuel have entered the ring and charge in on Jamie. Delivering an Irish Whip into the corner as Raab whips Samuel into the tag champion with a running clothesline. This drops Jamie down hard as Raab gets tagged in and the bloodied monster has his blood on his hands. He stares at his blood before screaming out in anger before charging in on Jamie with a running knee onto the forehead of Jamie.

Simone: OH NO!! That may have broken his face!!!

Raab starts to pound away at Jamie over and over again with kicks into the chest before picking him up by the head and lifts him up on the top turnbuckle. He then climbs the second turnbuckle and locks Jamie in a Belly to Belly suplex from the second turnbuckle and executes the move with authority. He slowly gets to his feet and stares at Jamie Dean and watches his blood fall on top of the champion. He once again screaming out loud as we see him freeze for a moment as he grabs his chest feeling some chest pains once more.

Simone: Oh my God!! What a moment to feel those stinging pains!!!

Raab staggers backwards and tags Samuel in as he heard his partner scream at him in his own fashion. Samuel charges the ropes and sets himself up for a leg drop on Jamie, but Jamie rolls out of the way and causes Samuel to crash upon the canvas. Raab sees it as he grabs his head and screaming at himself for not going for the pin as Jamie crawls to his partner for the tag as Ben gets in the ring and charges in on Samuel. He starts to pound away on the bald head of Samuel with closed fists as Holly starts to use a five count on him before he stops. He runs to the ropes and executes a knee drop on Samuel as he goes for the cover, but only gets a count of two.

Adams: What a match!!!

Raab screams at Samuel as he wants back in the match as Ben locks a reverse chinlock on Sauel and squeezes tight around the chin. Samuel slowly gets to his feet and whips Ben in the ropes and misses a big boot before turning around and catches Ben in his grasp as Ben went for a cross body block. He then tags in Raab as the Monstimal puts Ben across his knee and Raab climbs the second turnbuckle for an elbow drop on the chest of Ben. Samuel slides out of the ring as Raab goes for the three count.

Holly Wood: One!! Two!! Thr...

Jamie runs in to save his partner, grabbing the mask of Raab as he sinks his fingers into the eyes of Raab. Causing him to scream before Samuel runs in and decapitates Jamie with a big boot. Raab is blinded by the move as he is swinging his arms left and right before we suddenly hear BB King's and Eric Clapton's Riding with the King play on the sound system. Suddenly a mysterious figure emerges on the Titan Tron with his voice unrecognizable for everyone to hear.

Voice: In a few weeks Raab, you will know what it's like to Ride... with... THE KING!!!

Adams: What the.....

Simone: Who is this???

Raab is trying to clear his eyes before turning his attention to the unknown figure and screams at him.

Raab: SHOW YOURSELF YOU COWARD!!!!

The figure laughs as suddenly Jamie gets to his feet and shotblocks Raab from behind. He then climbs the turnbuckles as we see Samuel trying to stop Jamie. But somehow it is Ben that manages to grab him by the leg and deliver a Dragon Screw as that causes Samuel to hit the canvas hard. Jamie jumps off the turnbuckles with a Frog Splash and goes for the cover as Holly goes for the cover and Ben has a lock hold tight on the leg of Samuel, who is inches away from Raab.

Holly Wood: One!! Two!! Three!!!

Simone: NO WAY!!!

Adams: WHAT A MATCH!!!!

Justin: The winners of this Fatal Fourway Tag Team match!!! Team BJ.... Ben Jordan and Jamie Dean!!!!

Both men roll out of the ring exhausted as Jamie hands his tag titles over towards Ben as Holly rolls out of the ring and holds their arms in the air for victory.

Simone: What a match!!! But who was this unknown figure!! And what did he mean???

We can see Raab stare at the titan tron with rage as we see the figure has faded away.




Backstage, J2H can be seen approaching Christian Underwood, his SCW World Championship over his shoulder. He taps Christian on the back, causing the boss to turn around.

J2H: Just the person I wanted to see as your business partner seems to have disappeared from the face of the earth.

Christian looks J2H up and down.

Christian: I'm really busy, in case you haven't noticed. We have a show going on right now.

J2H: And it's about this show that I want to talk about because it could get dramatically worse for you.

Christian inhales deeply as he looks at J2H.

Christian: What do you want J?

J2H: Well, I don't want this St John as the referee in this match. You know as well as I do she fucked in Melody's match and you know she will do the same with me.

Christian: People make mistakes J.

J2H: And what if Melody's title was on the line? Her fuck up would have cost you not one but two superstars here cause I couldn't work for a place that fucks people over and does nothing about it.

Christian: I've had a word with Jasmine.

J2H: That's not good enough, I want her kicked out of my match now.

Christian: Or what?

J2H: Or I will give you this title back right now, your main event will go down the shitter and you'd have to end with a part time Keira Fisher on the top of the show. People will turn off as soon as they hear I'll be done.

Christian: You can't do that.

J2H: I can and will Christian. I will be the first of many to walk away from you because who would want to work for a guy who picks a dime a dozen referee over a man who has put more money in your pocket than you'll ever need. If I walk away from here tonight, I look like a hero for standing up for people, for protecting people from shitty referees, you look like a guy who can't keep your own wrestlers happy. Tell me, whats more important to you Christian? Keeping your wrestlers happy, or protecting a referee.

Christian stares silently at J2H, thinking about the different scenarios that could happen. He grits his teeth.

Christian: I'll see what I can do.

J2H: Good, and just because you're actually gonna go and do your job, I'll go do mine and get people interested in this match.

J2H strolls away from an angry looking Christian and the camera cuts elsewhere.




The lights in the arena dim down as the stage is overtaken by hot pink lights. The crowd immediately turns their attention to the stage as the set up crew comes walking out from behind the curtains, carrying a well crafted plexiglass runway. The reaction from the crowd is mixed, but very heated on both sides.

Simone: Well isn't this hauntingly familiar...?

Adams: Hashtag The Bitch is Back!

The crowd is on their feet, half of them cheering and throwing their hands up in support of Delia, while the other half are booing, and throwing their trash from the concession stand onto the stage. The pit crew is taking their time fastening the runway to the ring, drawing out the excitement from the audience.

Simone: They have been out of practice for so long, it's no surprise that this is taking a moment.

Adams: Delia Darling only makes grand entrances. Hashtag Delia Facts.

Simone: I'm going to Hashtag Smack You Across The Back Of Your Head if you don't stop the Hashtags.

After a moment, the crowd is graced by the ever so familiar opening of Hi Fashion's "Amazing". Having taken up enough of the fan's time, Delia pushes her way through the curtains, clad in a red gown that stretches from the hood, all the way down to the ground. She flips the hood down to show off her signature platinum blonde hair, done up in a free falling side part. She looks through her designer shades out into the audience as cameras rapidly snap pictures of her. She removes them and tosses them out into the audience before taking firm steps forward. After just a few, she strips away the gown to reveal a gorgeous white feathered dress, showgirls style. She looks to the side, and then rips her wig off to reveal yet another wig of sleek black curls that hug her form beautifully. The audience applauds the transformation as she marches forward, this time with a bit of sex in her step, lightening the mood.

It's been months since we've seen one of SCW's most dominant Bombshells gracing our screens.

Adams: She will certainly be a force to be reckoned with once she steps between those ropes for battle. Ask anyone that has ever battled the Mean Girl.

Delia looks out to the crowd as she steps toward the ropes. It's almost as if she can't believe she's actually back, the way she pauses, and the smile creeping across her face. She turns her back to the ropes, leaning on them before stripping off her burlesque style outfit, and tossing her wig to the ground to reveal a nude illusion bodysuit, and a matching bald cap. The bodysuit hugs her flawless form, while revealing an almost sort of vulnerable side to her. She steps between the ropes, and enters the ring, walking around it as the fans shower her with any sort of reaction at all. After a couple of rounds, blowing kisses to some fans, and snubbing her nose at the haters, she comes to Justin Decent to retrieve a microphone. She slowly makes her way to the center of the ring, pausing to reflect for a moment before finally raising the microphone to her lips. She pauses as the music comes to a stop.

Delia: Love me, or hate me...? I am BACK BITCHESSSS!!!

Delia's thick French accent lingers in the air for a moment. She smiles as she shouts into the microphone, giving the order to the pit crew to remove her runway. She waves them off in the most polite manner that she can before returning her attention to the crowd who erupts into some form of a reaction, still skeptical of her.

Delia: It has been far too long, has it not? I mean, it is what happens when z'e world craves Delia Darling, no? I mean, photoshoots and modeling z'is exquisite face has gotten me far, but I never would have dreamed in a million years z'at I would have landed a star role in an upcoming "Two s'umbs up" from Ebert "Fall Blockbuster" film. Okay, I knew it was only a matter of time, but still... I am... humbled...

Delia takes a bow, drawing in a few more boos than she had expected, due to her blatant arrogance. She sighs and shrugs her shoulders as she continues to praise herself.

Delia: But z'at is not all! No ma'am, because Delia Darling has got deals for your nerrrrve... Soon, I will be gracing your television screens, if you can afford cable z'at is. I am under obligation not to share much, but expect to see yours truly appears as z'e new star of Empire City Chronicles, yassss gawwwwd...

This time, Delia gets a decent reaction, bringing a smile to her face as she takes another bow.

Delia: You're welcome... but, let's talk about Sin City Wrestling, shall we? I know z'e you all have been dying to see some real talent in z'e Bombshell division, and I've promised to bring you just z'at. Unfortunately...

Delia lets her words linger for a moment, stirring a bit of a confused reaction from the crowd.

Delia: Unfortunately, I will be unable to perform as I would like to, and if I cannot give my best, well z'en I won't give anys'ing... except getting to see my pretty face on weeks where I am not filming. But, I am a woman of my word. I promised z'at talent would be introduced to z'e Bombshell division, and you will get exactly z'at.

Simone: What in the blue hell does she mean by that?

Delia: I am known for being a trend setter, very fashion forward, and having my fingertip on z'e pulse of... well, anys'ing important. I have discovered someone who was basically irrelevant, and I'm going to give my official stamp of approval by managing z'e next big s'ing. Come on out, darling... don't be shy...

Adams: Who could it be?! I'm intrigued.

Simone: Maybe if you'd shut your trap and let the man write, he'll tell you!

Adams: Hashtag Breaking the Fourth Wall...

The crowd turns their attention to the ramp as the light dim down once more, pink and red lights flashing alternately as "Sex Metal Barbie" by In This Moment begins to play. It takes only a second before Celeste North walks out onto the stage, garnering a mostly negative reaction, which causes a wicked smirk to come over her face as she waves them off. She pushes back the hood of her jacket as she walks almost seductively toward the ring, in time to the music, ruffling her hair. She makes it to the ring, and she pulls herself up on the apron, flipping her hair back behind her as she grinds a bit. She blows a hard kiss to the audience before leaning back on the ropes. Delia comes up behind her, pointing to her protege, encouraging the fans to cheer for her, only to gain quite the opposite reaction. Celeste enters the ring after Delia holds the ropes down for her. Celeste struts around the ring, showing off her goods in her short cut offs. She peels off her hooded jacket and tosses it to the ground as she ascends one of the turnbuckles, digging her thumbs into her chest as she shouts out at the fans. Delia walks over to her, tapping her on the back to get her attention. She motions for Celeste to tone it down a bit. Celeste rolls her eyes as she steps down from the turnbuckle. Delia leads her to the center of the ring where she holds the microphone out gently, only for Celeste to take it from her in a less than cordial manner.

Celeste: I've never been good with words. I guess that's why I spent so much time being a Nobody. Those days are over. I'm tired of lurking in the shadows. It's time to start looking out for my best interests in this business...

Crowd: SELLLLLLLOOOOOOOUT! SELLLLLLLLLLOOOOOOOOOUT!

Celeste: With me, oh yeah, Sell out! Get the fuck over it. Delia came to me, and she told me exactly how it has been. I am rich. I am pretty. But, let's face it... I'm a fucking sociopath. Nobody would ever take me serious while I continued to sell myself short. I deserve better, and I'll be damned if I'm not going to get just that! I've picked out my target, and before the night is over, they will know exactly who they are. I hate to sound cliche, but every single one of you cunts had better consider yourselves on notice...

Celeste drops the microphone to the ground as Delia tries to stop her. "Sex Metal Barbie" continues to play over the speakers as Celeste shrugs her shoulders. She walks over to the ropes as Delia sighs, shaking her head as she meets Celeste. The crowd rains down on the two ladies with hatred as they walk up the ramp. Delia and Celeste turn around as they reach the top of the ramp, and Delia holds Celeste's hand up high in the air, pointing to her as she nods her head.

Adams: So... no Delia? My night is ruined.

Simone: I'm actually scared, because this seems like a union formed in hell. I wonder who it is that Celeste has targeted...




After a brief intermission, we rejoin things back at ringside where the six sided ring has once again been transformed into a virtual torture chamber. The ring ropes have been removed from all six sides and replaced with strands of razor sharp barbed wire.

Simone: I can't believe what we are about to see! Two Bombshells are going to set foot into This literal hell hole and battle it out until one is unable to continue!

Adams: And to any of the good ol' boys who think women can't hang with the guys? Sit back and watch what's about to go down!

Two ringside attendants hold the barbed wire on one side of the ring upwards so that Jasmine St. John, the official for This match, can enter. Justin Decent remains outside of the ring for the introductions.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, the following contest is the Exploding Barbed Wire Match, as determined by the fans! It is scheduled for one fall to a finish!

The cameras whirl back around and focus on the top of stage before the lights cut off leaving the arena in darkness. The creepy and spine tickling sounds of an electric guitar come to life over the personal address system followed by a deep heavy drum beat. As "Anthem of the Year 2000" by SilverChair hits, the stage area dimly lights up glowing red. The lights continue to gradually get brighter to expose Evie Baang standing in the middle of the runway with her back to the crowd.

Justin: Making her way to the ring from Victor Harbour, South Australia... Evieeee Baaaang!

Evie turns around slowly and keeps her hoodie over her head before she makes her way down the ramp. She completely ignores the fans as her focus is on the ring in front of her. She slowly rolls carefully beneath the bottom barbed wire as it is held for her by attendants, and climbs into the ring while the lighting gradually returns to normal. Evie walks around the ring, getting ready for her match while her song slowly dies down to nothing.

Simone: I just can't believe the level of intensity that has grown between these two women!

Adams: Has a woman ever debuted with such impact as Evie Baang has?

Simone: Not in recent memory, no. Violent ambushes, kidnapping... Evie has done it all and looks to do even more!

Justin: And her opponent...!

"Unbreakable" by Fireflight starts to play in the sound system and a video montage of some of Alexis Edwards memorable moments appears on the screen. Seconds into the music, Alexis appears from behind the curtain, standing at the top of the ramp and throwing her hands in the air as her music plays, and the crowd now cheers her on.

Justin: From Phoenix, Arizona, weighing one hundred and twenty pounds ... Alexis Edwards!

She looks around the crowd and smiles before she starts making her way to the ring, high fiving and slapping hands along the way. Once to the ring she slides in under the bottom and jumps back to her feet. She jumps up to the second turnbuckle, throwing her hands in the air to another round of cheering from the crowd before she jumps back down as her music dies down. She stares across the ring at Evie as her music subsides.

Adams: Boy the fans have really taken to Alexis since her return but has she really changed all that much?

Simone: In outlook, I'd say yes. But she is no less intense than before and I believe Evie is going to find that out the hard way.

Jasmine looks to ensure both Bombshells are ready and she signals for the match to begin!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

And the moment the bell sounds, Alexis and Evie charge straight into each other like two wildcats and they pounce in midair, crashing heavily against each other and slam into the mat!

Simone: Good grief! What a hell of a way to start!

The two hated rivals roll around on the mat, trading blows and choking each other! Evie winds up on top of Alexis with both hands wrapped around her throat, choking her and slamming the back of her head violently against the canvas! Alexis reaches up with her hand and claws at Evie's face and tears her off of her body, throwing her over and to the mat! Both are right back up on their feet and Evie hauls off and slugs Alexis in the chin with a vicious right hand, a blow that Edwards returns in kind, punching Baang in the side of the head! The blows are traded back and forth and a fisticuff is breaking out right in the center of the ring as both Bombshells trade bone jarring blows to one another's faces! The brawl is broken up by the more experienced Alexis backing up a step and kicking Evie in the midsection, doubling her over with the wind knocked out of her!

Adams: Evie can take a ton of punishment but having the wind knocked out of you will rattle anyone!

Alexis grabs two handfuls of Evie's hair and head butts her right between the eyes, then nails her with a roundhouse right to the skull, then head butts her again!

Simone: I think Alexis has done her homework on Evie. Possibly the only true weak spot on Ms. Baang just might be above the neck!

Alexis buries a fist into Baang's midsection, then strikes her with a forearm shot to the sternum, knocking her back even further!

Adams: And notice that Alexis is knocking Evie back in the direction of the barbed wire?

Simone: Hence the advantage of experience that Alexis Edwards has going for her.

Alexis backs up a step and goes for a short-arm clothesline but Evie ducks the blow and wraps her arms around Edwards's waistline from behind! Evie tries to purposely shove Alexis into the barbed wire face and chest first but Alexis puts on the brakes and a struggle ensues! Alexis begins to drive her elbow back into Evie, attempting to break free, but Evie shrugs it off and clubs her in the back with a sledgehammer blow! Evie then goes for a shove but Alexis moves and grabs her by the hair and slings her around, throwing her back against the barbed wire where a shower of sparks goes off!

Adams: Ohhhh!

The sparks fly and Evie staggers forward, her ring attire getting snagged on the barbed wire, while Jasmine almost having gotten caught in the blast!

Simone: And that, ladies and gentlemen, is why they call it an EXPLODING barbed wire match!

Jasmine checks on Evie as the camera picks up a shot of her back and the streaks of blood building up on the cuts and scratches! But Evie bats away Jasmine's hands and concern and turns around to face Alexis...

Adams: She's smiling! Evie is smiling after that!

Simone: Evie Baang is definitely one strange young woman!

Evie demands Alexis come at her and give her more and Miss Edwards is only too happy to oblige as she unleashes an assault of lefts and rights, rapid shots to Evie's head and then kicks her legs out from under her, causing Evie to fall and hit the mat on her back! Alexis stomps down onto her, then grabs her by the hair and tears her back up again to her feet! Alexis Irish whips Evie into the near corner and dashes in, jumping for a back avalanche -- only to have Evie move and Alexis hits the corner back first!

Simone: In a match like This, every mistake is a costly one!

Evie takes off in a sprint around the ring, running full circle until she comes back at Alexis and she dives into her, driving her shoulder into Edwards' stomach in a spear! Evie then grabs Alexis around the legs and brings her out of the corner with a spine buster and covers her straight away, hooking the leg!

1.....
2.....
Evie kicks out!

Simone: Right there you can see Gabriel's influence on Evie Baang. Like Gabriel, Evie is wasting no time in going for the pin!

Adams: Yeah but she wants to dish out as much punishment as she can in the meantime!

Evie drops to her knees and grabs two handfuls of Alexis's hair and tries to force her head into the barbed wire that is only inches away! Alexis knows what she is attempting and is fighting to put a stop to it! Growling, Evie breaks and drags Alexis to her feet and goes for an Irish whip but Alexis counters and pulls her into a short-arm clothesline! Alexis then smiles and goes to Irish whip her rival back into the barbed wire, but Evie ducks under and counters with a drop toe hold and Alexis is the one that ends up falling face and chest first into the barbed wire!

Adams: Oh NO!

The explosion of sparks catapults Alexis and she cries out in obvious pain as she falls back, clutching her cut up arms and upper body! Blood is also flowing freely now from her forehead and down into her eyes as Evie is like a shark after blood and she sits the pained Alexis Edwards up and stands behind her and she swings rapid fists down and around into her bleeding wound, further worsening it!

Simone: Oh Christ! This is disgusting!

Adams: Well don't blame the Bombshells! Blame everyone who voted for This match!

Simone: And the scary part is both women seemed pleased about the prospect!

Evie then starts to dig her nails into the wound, clawing at it and Alexis shrieks in pain and kicks her legs! Evie then grabs her blood soaked hair and drags her over to the barbed wire and shoves her head against the barbs and rakes her face back and forth, much to the horror of the Ottawa fans!

Adams: Ohh! I think I'm going to be sick!

Evie throws Alexis back to the mat and covers her!

1.....
2.....
Alexis gets her shoulder up!

Simone: Alexis is NOT going to give up so easily!

Adams: No we've seen her in worse!

Simone: We have?

Adams: We HAD to have!

Evie then reaches down and grabs her foe, then dead lifts her up off of the mat and into a wrestling slam! Evie covers her once again!

1.....
2.....
Alexis kicks out!

Feeling rookie frustrations, Evie pummels Alexis in her gory head, taking her anger out on her rival! Evie then backs up with her arms out stretched as the crowd viciously boos her, picking her apart with audible scorn! All the while, Jasmine is busy checking on Alexis but the former Nobody bats away her hands and shoves at her!

Simone: She is not about to let Jasmine call This one and hand a win to Evie Baang!

Alexis bravely pushes herself up to her hands and knees and forcibly stands on her own two feet... Finished mocking her foe, Evie opts to further her punishment and rushes her -- but Alexis suddenly catches her and throws her over with a belly to belly suplex and ...!

Adams: EVIE LANDS IN THE BARBED WIRE!!!

The suplex indeed throws Evie into the barbed wire, causing yet another explosion of sparks as she is caught upside down, entangled in the sharp barbs! Alexis staggers on her feet and struggles to see through the crimson, but she spots her rival in a prime spot and she jumps in and nails her with a dropkick, further worsening the situation! Jasmine works on freeing Evie but Alexis is having none of it as she grabs two handfuls of Evie's hair, picks her up and lets go -- causing Evie to drop and slam the back of her head into the canvas! Jasmine tries to cut off her assault but Alexis SHOVES the official back and rolls outside of the ring...

Simone: Oh what now!?

And that answer comes as Alexis grabs the still-trapped Evie by the hair and pulls her backwards in a bent position, then takes another strand of barbed wire in hand and wraps it under Baang's forehead, allowing the stress of the position to have the barbed wire tear into her face and forehead!

Adams: BLOODY HELL!!! And I mean that!!!

Simone: For god's sake! Someone free her!

As Jasmine works to free Evie, who's head is now leaking blood freely much like Alexis -- Alexis is digging beneath the ring and she grabs a pair of bolt cutters and a small, cloth bag!

Adams: Oh This doesn't look good!

Simone: This looks like the old Alexis Edwards is coming out to play!

Alexis slides the bag into the ring as Jasmine finally frees Evie from her predicament. In the meantime, Alexis uses the bolt cutters to cut free a long strand of the barbed wire. Alexis then rolls inside of the ring and no sooner does she stand, then Evie flies into her with a Sling Blade, taking her right straight down!

Simone: How is she back up so freely after that brutal punishment!? It's uncanny!

Adams: Evie knows how to take pain! She's dealt with it for years!

Evie then wipes the blood from her face and wipes it back into Alexis's face in an ultimate insult!

Adams: I think she already has plenty of her own on her face, thank you!

Evie stands up, bringing Alexis up along with her and she Irish whips her hard into the barbed wire, Alexis falling against it on her back!

Adams: Ohh! And AGAIN into the barbed wire!

Alexis arches her back and stumbles forward, her attire and skin both snagging the barbed wire! She stumbles right into Evie's waiting arms for a spinning side slam ala Baron Corbin and a cover!

1.....
2.....
3 - NO! Alexis kicks out!

Evie slams her hands into the mat and shakes her head, with the same twisted smile on her face as before!

Simone: How can that woman be SMILING after all of This!?

Evie then walks over where the small bag was laying and picks it up. She tears it open with her teeth and proceeds to dump the contents all over the ring -- and the fans cry out!

Simone: Oh my god!

Adams: Thumbtacks! They're everywhere!

Evie, smiling and her teeth are even stained by now, grabs Alexis by her bloody scalp and drags her up and into position for a powerbomb, or perhaps a piledriver! She tries to lift her up but Alexis blocks it! She tries again but again it's blocked!

Simone: isn't This match sick enough without those damn thumbtacks!?

Suddenly Alexis counters, showing great resiliency herself, by picking Evie up, turning around, and throwing her down back-first into the thumbtacks courtesy of the Alabama Slam! The crowd cries out and by now even Evie's eyes and teeth are clenched as the thumbtacks are embedded in her back, arms, backside and legs!

Adams: Ask me that question again NOW!

The crowd voices their opinions on the intense action...

Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Alexis drops down, getting tacks stuck in her own skin, as she covers Evie!

1.....
2.....
3 - NO! Evie kicks out!

Adams: One of these Bombshells is going to end up killing the other to end This match!

Simone: I hope to god Jasmine steps in before it gets too much worse!

Alexis sits Evie up and brings a fist into her face -- then a second -- and a third! All the whole a smile is spreading on Baang's face!

Adams: Is she -- laughing!?

Indeed she is as Evie is openly giggling which only makes Alexis angrier and strike her again even harder! Evie screams "Again!" and Alexis stands up and delivers a boot to her head! Evie staggers back to her hands and butt, but cries out for more! Alexis delivers a running boot, striking her full on in the face! This knocks Evie down again, but she scrambles back to her feet and screams for MORE! Alexis answers the call and barrels into her with a shining wizard knee strike to the skull! Evie goes down and Alexis goes for the cover!

1.....
2.....
3 - KICK OUT!!!

Simone: How the hell are they putting up with This!?

Alexis stares in disbelief at Jasmine before she peels Evie up off of the canvas and goes for a short-arm clothesline -- but Evie ducks and grabs her from behind and throws her over with a German suplex -- RIGHT INTO THE THUMBTACKS!

Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW!

By now the blood loss has taken a severe toll on both women, but still they struggle on! Evie stands up on wobbly legs and looks over and spots the strand of barbed wire!

Simone: Oh god no...

Evie grabs it and brings it back over to Alexis and she proceeds to wrap it around her forehead! Baang then uses the barbed wire as a handle to drag Alexis to her feet roughly!

Adams: Jasmine! Stop This!

And before the official can do anything, Evie begins using the barbed wire as a handle to snapmare Alexis over, throwing her over hard to the mat! She drags her up, and does it again and again in a series of brutal mares! Fresh blood is spilled! Evie drags her up, once again on her feet, and uses the barbed wire as a means to whip her hard face and chest first into the barbed wire 'ropes' -- and there is yet another explosion and shower of sparks! Alexis simply hangs on the ropes, caught, and slowly starts to sink down! But before Evie can continue her assault, Jasmine takes one look and she calls for the bell!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Jasmine gets between Evie and Alexis and orders Baang aside, signaling to the back and for Justin to step forward! Jasmine confers with the announcer for a brief moment before he steps back to make the decision official...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen, due to the referee's decision to stop the match... your winner is EVIE BAANG!

The crowd boos as Evie thrusts her arms in the air as medical personnel hurriedly arrives at ringside!

Adams: Oh poor Alexis!

Simone: Evie Baang does indeed win This round but Alexis Edwards has absolutely NOTHING to be ashamed of!

Attendants begin cutting down the barbed wire, allowing the med team to enter the ring with a stretcher! They begin assisting Alexis and working to get her onto the stretcher, while others look to assist Evie to the back! Evie fights them off but they are unrelenting, refusing to take "no" for an answer! They help her from the ring where she is met by a concerned Gabriel!

Simone: I can not remember the last time we witnessed anything so barbaric!

Adams: These two nutty birds turned each other into ground beef!

The med team slide the stretcher bearing Alexis Edwards from the ring and they begin carting her to the back as the crowd applauds....

Adams: Please let these two be alright!




The camera fades in to J2H's face as he sits casually backstage on a wide leather sofa. He looks directly down the camera.

J2H: Earlier tonight, I told Christian I will go ahead and get people interested in my match. Two days ago for shit and giggles, I rewatched Dmitri's piss poor attempt at trash talking me. I decided at that point to respond to his pathetic attempts to get in my head. I already recorded this shit when I was told "Hey J, don't worry about recording anymore this week, the fans are interested in the match enough, don't over sell it." Well fuck that. You are lucky people tonight cause fuck what I was told cause tonight, you get to see it all. Roll the fucking tape.

****RECORDED THIS PAST FRIDAY****

J2H strolls casually through a hall of mirrors, slowly walking through as his reflection in seven different mirrors looks back at the real man. Over his shoulder, the SCW World championship shines in the light, bouncing off the mirrors as he casually walks, his red baseball cap slightly pushed off center, his black sagging pants hang loosely off his legs, his white sleeveless shirt slightly handing over the top of his pant, and around his neck rests his long gold chain. He turns to the camera, looking at it with his head slightly tilted.

J2H: It seems you still think I fear you Dmitri because you're meant to be one of the undead, regardless of my constant proof that you are just a man like the rest of us.

He shakes his head with disappointment.

J2H: Undead yet speak very religiously. Dmitri you fucking idiot, the undead are meant to go by their own rules, they do not talk of God, because he is the enemy as Lucifer is to the believing, so keep on proving away that you're nothing more than a mere mortal.

J2H rolls his eyes

J2H: Let's forget your religious bullshit for now, because it's all mumbo jumbo and let's talk about those attempts to sting me with your confused little words, shall we?

He clears his throat.

J2H: Do I preach every Sunday to make them ignore their problems, Dmitri? Or do I offer a way for people to look at their problems in a different way to solve them?

J2H tilts his head and looks down the camera.

J2H: Do I offer them a new perspective on how to beat their issues without the blind faith of a God that isn't in front of them? People put their faith in someone they can't see, but I am here for the world to see, I am here to look them in the eye and break the chains on a better level than someone who doesn't answer them, so am I truly making them ignore their problems, or am I here to help them? I am flesh Dmitri, flesh you'd love to sink your teeth in to while you play pretend vampire, but so are you. If I cut you, do you not bleed like a man? Did Jesus not bleed on the cross when thorns were driven in to his skull? Being able to bleed does not make me less of a God if God created all in his image. That would mean God too was made of ligaments, flesh around his bones and muscles, and blood pouring through his veins. So your own argument just made you look like the dumb bitch that you are.

He smiles as he runs his hands down the World championship over his shoulder.

J2H: You make it seem like I have doubts about getting in the ring with you. You make it sound like I'm running scared from you. Fucking hell Dmitri, this is the most confident I have ever been with it comes to defending this title and I've faced losers like Travis. You are nothing to fear, you are no one to fear for me. You might scare some of the people backstage, but I'm not one of them, nor will I ever be. I might be that young lion you speak of, but there's a lot of life in this young lion yet. Two hundred plus days, will become three hundred plus days, then over a year, then four hundred days, five hundred days, a thousand days, because this young lion isn't ready to be pushed off the rock by an old lion like you. Centuries old are you not?

J2H sarcastically rolls his eyes.

J2H: This is what you and everyone else don't get Dmitri. Most people who come in and with this title, they've been around for years, they're in their late twenties, early thirties, they run out of steam pretty quickly, and then there's me, the youngest ever SCW World champion, early twenties with a lot of things still to come, long after your old ass has retired. Even after two hundred plus days, my reign is only just beginning. While everyone else that gets this belt is already on borrowed time, I have never been close to borrowed time. My time hasn't even started Dmitri and I've had this thing for so long already.

He looks at the SCW World championship with a smile.

J2H: This may not have been on the line when I faced you in the past Dmitri, but did I or did I not defeat you?

He stares down the camera with a smirk.

J2H: I think you'll find you lost, so what does it matter if the belt was on the line? Are you admitting that you didn't care about beating me because this wasn't on the line? How can you have credibility anymore when you did nothing because this wasn't on the line. I didn't beat you in a battle and the war was still raging, there was no war because you wasn't worth the effort of being in a war with! I would have loved to have seen Casey break you in to little bits Dmitri, I would have loved to have seen him crush you in to dust, but you got lucky. You're damn fucking right I would have loved to have said anyone destroy you because you couldn't beat me non title, you don't deserve to be there in the main event of Violent Conduct III, when you couldn't put the damn effort in to take me out in the first place. You got here by defeating nobodies, not by taking the opportunity put before you and taking out the champion, sending a message to the world that you belonged. You had to get here by beating people who have either tried to win this belt and failed, or people who never had the chance to get in the ring with me. You had your chance and you blew it.

A serious look covers his face.

J2H: You had the chance and you couldn't handle it. That shows just the kinda person you are. What in your tiny mind thinks this time will be any different? Oh I won't sit and say you never stood up to me when I put that call out, because you did, but Dmitri, you failed at your attempt to earn a shot by beating the best and not losers, what's changed since then?

He pauses as he looks down the camera if waiting for an answer.

J2H: You do not have eternal life Dmitri, stop the bullshit, so you need me, you need J2Hism in your life, or you will always be the one the fans don't believe in, you will always be the guy they look at and say "Well, vampires ain't real, so fuck this guy". You need me to make people take you seriously, you need J2Hism to raise you above the rest. You can't do it with that grease ball fake Italian in your corner, but you could have done with me.

He points to himself.

J2H: You could have done with this power, but no, and this is why you go on and on about thinking you can beat me, when what J2Hism is about, is opening eyes to reality and the reality of this situation is you can't beat me, and that you are losing your mind.

J2H taps the side of his head.

J2H: Why would I call out Lord Raab? The biggest joke of a human being since time started. Mr "Someone wrote down everything I can do and I won't do anything other than what that list says?". Why would I waste my time giving him a chance at this belt? The guy can barely work a knife and fork let alone an angle to get people interested in him. When have I ever called out Ben Jordan? He knows his place on the card and he knows it's not in the ring with me. I can talk about Drake Green cause I've beat that little snake and can do again. I can insult Travis, cause Travis fucking sucks! He couldn't win an argument with a four year old, let alone a match with me. I can piss all over Connor Murphy cause the closest he will get to a World title is if he bought one from the SCW Shop. You beating tag team champions, doesn't say anything for you because you had a fucking partner you idiot!

J2H puts his hand on the baseball cap on his head, shaking his head slowly.

J2H: Talking about all I can call out and taking full credit for something you AND Tuscini done, doesn't change the fact that I can and will beat you. That I can and will put your human being ass, back in your fake old coffin and bury you in my past.

J2H taps his chin.

J2H: Do I know all the answers Dmitri? No, but I know the important answers like who will walk out with the SCW World championship at the end of Violent Conduct III, and I know who will bury the career of a fake vampire by the end of Violent Conduct III. Let me tell you bro, the answer to both is the guy talking now. Do I have the next two hundred days planned. Sure do, I plan on beating every other clown that jumps up before me. I plan on breaking every record SCW has to offer. I plan on inviting every member of the SCW roster to the ring and beat them all one after the other. I plan on showing up every week, booked or not to push myself and my division, unlike most of the roster here who show up only when they have a match. I plan on winning every fucking award I'm nominated for at the end of the year awards, and most importantly, I plan on defending this title in a shithole like Canada and walking out with it high in the air without breaking a single sweat.

He looks down the camera with an arrogant smirk.

J2H: Good enough answer for you bro?

J2H shrugs his shoulders.

J2H: I don't give a fuck if it is or isn't but that's the way it is. You doubt that I am still driven after holding the belt so long? Who turns up every week? I do, who defended his title a few times over the last few weeks while my counter part in the women's division hasn't defended hers once? Who spends hours watching every promo, match and segment every week, just to me one step ahead of everyone else?

He pauses for a second and waves his finger at the camera?

J2H: Do you do that?

He shakes his head.

J2H: I didn't think so. I'm as driven as I was the day I won the belt, I have been on every show but one since then, I have done everything past champions have failed to do. Did we see Drake Green on every show as champion? How about Gabriel? Spike Staggs? Goth? Nick Jones? Did we see all them still turn up every week? No, because they were lazy and I am not, so driven to succeed more, yes I am. Who wouldn't be over half way to being a champion for a year and not be driven to get over that finishing line? This is why you'd never make a great champion? Because you ask stupid fucking questions like that, because you think winning the title is the end game, when it's just the beginning.

He inhales deeply as he looks seriously down the camera.

J2H: There is so much that's beneath me Dmitri, so fucking much because I have put myself in a position where I have elevated above everything else, through hard work. I worked myself in to a position where I can look down on everything cause I worked for it. You are below me Dmitri because you have to make yourself sound tough cause you beat a tag team, with a partner while you're trying to claim one hundred percent credit for it. How about you try and get yourself on a level with me rather than try and steal the glory in a tag team match? Face facts, you can't look towards Tuscini to save you when I'm beating your ass, you can't go for a little breather outside, you have to do it alone and like the first time Dmitri, this will go the same way with me proving you're just not on my level. Everyone you beat is beneath me you idiot, because I'm top of the tree, talking about beating those is pointless.

He casually shrugs his shoulders as he turns his head, looking at himself in the mirrors surrounding him.

J2H: You may very well crave my title belt, you may very well dream about it, and fantasize about it, what it would feel like to put your hands on it, but it won't happen Dmitri. Your hands will not touch this championship. Did I play a role in the match type? Do I look like some jerk off who sits behind a desk picking and choosing things? Are you really that fucking stupid? I could take you in any match, you can pick your poison and I will make you drink it. Maybe, just maybe someone was protecting you. I've walked with the devil and came out the other side.

A smile crosses J2H's face as the lights drop down before flashing on, and the figure of Brother Grimm stands in the seven mirrors around J2H.

J2H: You talk about fear and humanity and all that shit that comes along with it, when you put fear in to no one and you are as human as the rest. This is someone who isn't human and who really does strike fear in to people.

Without warning, Brother Grimm steps through the mirror closest to J2H, his pale face staring down the camera as he presses his hands together. J2H looks at him with an arrogant smirk on his face.

J2H: You see I've danced with this devil of fear and I'm still standing.

A smile crosses Grimm's face.

Grimm: J2H, the one that got away. Puts you in very unique company, as it has never happened before. I'd say you were not unlike the Resurrection of Christ but that's a REAL fairytale.

A nod comes from J2H's head.

J2H: And this Dmitri is where you need to open your eyes and see you're not feared. I broke away from fear when I got on the right level with this monster. I have no fear anymore, I refuse to fear something that will bleed. I can not be afraid of you, it's not in my blood anymore to fear.

Grimm: Who is afraid of a vampire when you've danced in the Darkness?

J2H: Fake vampire.

J2H looks at Grimm with a smile.

J2H: He can tell people whatever he wants about sucking blood, about walking through the darkness, to drum up some kind of fear, and I have beaten bigger and better people than he is.

Grimm nods with approval as J2H looks back down the camera.

J2H: You can claim great people have made mistakes Dmitri, but you are making the biggest mistake that there could be, you have convinced yourself like these people, that you can indeed win. Like those, you think that your brute force is enough, but I've run through the darkness and build my strength from the ground up. I have fought my way up from being a nothing, being chased by this inhuman bastard next to me because I was weak and I clawed my way to strength. History will repeat because I get stronger every day, I get better every day, I become more of a God than a man every day, while you sit there and brag about little victories and steal credit from your tag team partner. You can talk about Connor Murphy, but I beat him more than once, you can talk about people from the past but the only person that matters is the person in your future, the person who will be standing face to face with you on Sunday. I can talk about the past, I can tell you this thing here stood next to me earlier in the night when I won the World championship. He's back here to prove I fear nothing. A year ago, I wouldn't be this close to him without being scared to death.

A proud smile comes from Grimm's pale lips.

J2H: Today I stand shoulder to shoulder with him to show you how far I've come, and how all your cliche bullshit doesn't scare me one bit. I will always call you fake Dmitri, I will always call you a fraud and I will always say it with one hundred percent truth, because that is what it is. You can't break my mind Dmitri, because you only have one card that can do that, the card of mental fear and well, I don't do that. It's simple, I'm as strong in mind as I am in body. You can bring everything you have and you still won't break any part of me, you can try and break me down bit by bit, sink those expensive movie prop teeth in to my neck, but I'm still waking up as human as you. The way it's gonna go down is real fucking simple.

He points down the camera.

J2H: You will just be a forgotten memory after you lose this, you will just be someone who tried and failed like the rest, and like the next. You will have to sit there and rant and rave at Tuscini this time about losing while I hold the gold in the air and smile because there's no way in hell you'll ever force this from my hands, there's no way in hell you'll even come close cause the best in the world stands before you and I will rip those fake teeth from your head, before you ever rip this belt out of my hands. That's real talk bitch!

J2H turns around, stepping out of view from the mirrors, Grimm following him, just his voice can be heard.

J2H: You know Melody's looking for you, right?

Grimm: I know, someday, I'll let her find me.

The camera fades out.




Backstage in the TD Place Arena, against a backdrop of the SCW's banner for Violent Conduct III, the comely reporter, Miss Rocky Mountains, stands alongside not only the reigning Internet Champion, Rage, but also his teammate AND challenger, Despayre. Rage is stoic as always, with his usual scowl on his face, while Despayre seems preoccupied by the paddle in his hand that he is using the gleefully bat at the rubber ball attached to it via a rubber band, his tongue between his lips and eyes glued to the toy.

Rage looks upset, angry and concerned, while Despayre is -- well, Despayre.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Ladies and gentlemen, tonight history will be made as for the first time, it will be two members of the Seven Deadly Sins squaring off in singles competition with championship gold on the line. Two friends, two family members. My guest at this time, the reigning and defending Internet Champion, Rage, will be putting his title on the line against former champion and current Number One Challenger, my other guest, Despayre. Rage? It can't be easy, finding yourself in this position. After having defended your title against all comers, you suddenly find yourself up against family. Did you ever see this coming?

Miss Rocky holds the mic up for Rage to respond, and Rage glances at Despayre out of the corner of his eye.

Rage: No I didn't see it coming! I mean...a part of me did, but...it's not exactly something I was trying to expect happening.

Miss Rocky then turns to Despayre.

Miss Rocky Mountains: And Despayre? How do... Despayre?

Despayre doesn't seem to even hear her, so intense is his focus on the paddle ball.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Despayre?

Again, nothing. Despayre is apparently attempting to set the all-time record for not missing the ball with the paddle when...

Rage: DESPY!

Despayre: What!?

Despayre jumps, and the rubber band snaps and the ball rockets off-camera! There is the sound of glass breaking as a follow up, and a woman's scream! Despayre's eyes widen as he looks off-camera and his fingers touch his lips before he hurriedly shoves the paddle into Rage's hand and points indiscreetly (for him) at Rage as if in blame, nodding.

Rage: That....I should have seen coming. I DIDN'T DO IT!

Rage yells down the hall, declaring his innocence and then tosses the paddle on to the ground. Miss Rocky clears her throat.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Despayre?

Despayre turns to face her.

Despayre: Yo.

Miss Rocky Mountains: Where do you find yourself in this match against Rage for the Internet Championship?

Despayre blinks and looks at her if she just asked the silliest question imaginable before he answers...

Despayre: In... the .. ring?

Rage and Miss Rocky exchange a look before she reiterates.

Miss Rocky Mountains: No, I mean, how do you feel about not only challenging for the Internet title, but also having to face Rage here in order to do it?

Despayre sighs.

Despayre: Well it's my own doggone fault for winning that Battle Royal. See what happens when I try so hard?

Despayre looks into the camera.

Despayre: Lesson learned kids: never try!

Despayre then looks back to Miss Rocky and Rage and nods.

Despayre: But I dug my own hole so now I hafta fill it. Or -- however that goes. Rage and I are pros! Plus, you know...

He leans in to whisper to Miss Rocky.

Despayre: I promised my dad and Gabriel that I would try my best, but if Uncle Rage here wants me to let him pin me, well what they don't know won't hurt me.

Rage frowns.

Rage: What!? NO! That is NOT what I want!

Despayre: Oh...

Despayre blinks, then smiles.

Despayre: Then you want ME to pin YOU and win the title?

Rage huffs.

Rage: No that is not what I want either!

Despayre stares momentarily at Rage before he holds his arms out in innocence and shrugs.

Despayre: Help me out here.

Rage: Look, Despy. I don't want you to just LET me win. I'm not going to just LET you win, either. But at the same time, I don't exactly want you to pin me and win either! See how complicated this sh....stuff, is?! I don't really want to face you at all, but I have to!

Despayre huffs over dramatically.

Despayre: Oh I can't talk to you when you're being like this!

Despayre shakes his finger at Rage as if to "shame, shame" him.

Despayre: After all, you had chocolate cake for breakfast this morning!

Despayre walks off camera and Rage follows, calling after him!

Rage: What the hell does THAT have to do with anything!?

And they leave a very perplexed Miss Rocky Mountains staring after them in their wake.




Justin: The following contest is for the Internet championship, introducing first, the challenger...

The pulsating 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 and their wait is soon rewarded. Accompanied by Synn, 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.

Justin: Accompanied to the ring by Angel and Synn! From Vancouver, British Columbia, weighing 168 pounds -- Despayre!

Despayre holds his teddy bear pal up for the fans, and is rewarded with cheers and chants of "Angel!" "Angel!", and the "trio" begin their descent towards the ring.

Synn climbs up onto the ring apron and holds the ropes open for Despayre to carefully climb through, then the father figure steps inside himself. Despayre holds Angel up high over his head until Synn escorts him over to his respective corner for the start of the match.

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

Monster by Skillet starts to play over the sound system, as thick smoke and red strobe lights flash near the backstage entrance. The music plays for several seconds before the Sin of Wrath, Rage, appears from behind the curtain. His valet, and fellow Seven Deadly Sins stablemate, Kittie, stands on the side of him.

Justin: From parts unknown, weighing in at three hundred pounds, he is the SCW Internet Champion, he is Rage.

They stand at the entrance for a few moments before Rage raises his clenched fist above him, eliciting several cheers from the crowd. He makes his way to the ring with a dark almost demonic look on his face. Once he gets to the ring, he pulls himself up to the apron, using the second rope, then steps over the top rope to enter the ring. Kittie take her place on the outside of the ring as Rage looks to the backstage entrance. His music dies down and he looks towards Despayre.

DING DING DING

Rage weiry looks across at Despayre, as Despayre looks at him in return. They move closer to each other but Rage puts his hand out on Despayre's head, holding him off. Despayre swings wildly towards Rage, but his shorter arms miss the target, moving across Rage's chest but misses just about. Despayre turns his attention to grabbing Rage by the wrist and turns his head, biting Rage on the hand!

Adams: You'd think after all these years of knowing Despy, he'd know better than to get his fingers that close to Despy's mouth!

Rage shakes his hand and Despayre charges at him, jumping in the air and taking him over with a flying head scissiors, throwing Rage across the ring, as Rage gets to his feet, Despayre runs at him and jumps in the air, catching Rage with a dropkick on the chest. As Rage returns to his feet, Despayre moves in behind him and jumps on to his shoulders, his legs hanging down Rage as he sites on his shoulders. Despayre drops backwards and pulls Rage with him, planting him with a reverse hurricanruna! Rage's head bounces off the canvas and instinctively sits up looking dazed. Despayre gets to his feet and quickly runs to the ropes. He bounces back and connects with a shining wizard, his knee connecting to Rage's jaw! Rage flops backwards as the crowd cheer Despayre. Rage rolls out of the ring, standing up but Despayre charges at him, diving through the ropes and crashing on to Rage with a suicide dive!

Simone: Despayre is really going for it tonight.

Despayre rolls Rage in the ring and pulls himself on to the apron and grabs the top rope. He pulls himself over with a springboard leg drop, landing hard on Rage's chest and pulls himself over in to a pin. Jacob drops down to make the count.

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Rage kicks out!

Simone: Despayre starting like a man possessed.

Despayre gets up to his feet and Rage follows him. Despayre runs at the ropes and bounces back, ducking under a clothesline attempt from Rage. As Despayre comes back, Rage lifts a boot, catching Despayre on the jaw!

Adams: Despayre's head snapped back there!

Rage looks uneasily towards Synn, who stands stoned faced, but puts his hands out, encourging him to continue with the match.

Simone: Synn has been around long enough to know that a match is a match and they will leave it all in the ring tonight.

Despayre gets to his feet and Rage charges towards him with a running clothesline. Despayre ducks out of the way and Rage turns around. Despayre jumps up for a hurricanruna but Rage drops him down in a sit down powerbomb!

Simone: Pure instinct kicked in from Rage.

Rage gets back to his feet as Despayre starts to crawl away. Rage roughly pulls Despayre to his feet and moves to his side, lifting him up and swinging him around in a swinging backbreaker, his knee driven in to the spine of Despayre. Still looking towards Synn.

Adams: Rage looks really uneasy doing this to Despayre.

Rage stands up and pulls Despayre back up with him and whips the much smaller man off the ropes. As he comes flying back, Rage lifts up his arm and smashes Despayre with a huge forearm shot, snapping Despayre's head backwards. Rage lifts Despayre back to his feet, wrapping his hand around Despayre's throat and lifts him in the air, dropping Despayre with a huge chokeslam! Rage goes for the cover and Jacob drops down and counts

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Despayre sneaks a shoulder up.

Adams: No one can say Despayre will give up on anything.

Rage pulls Despayre to his feet and lifts him up in a military press slam position and walks him towards the ropes and throws him casually over the top rope, sending Despayre crashing to the outside!

Simone: Rage is starting to grow in to this match

Rage charges towards where Despayre stands and slides under the ropes, attempting a baseball slide but Despayre side steps. As Rage lands on his feet, Despayre stooge pokes him in the eye! Rage stumbles away and Despayre slides back in the ring. Despayre waits for Rage, graciously letting his Seven Deadly Sin stablemate enter the ring and runs at him. Despayre slides under Rage's legs, but Rage spins around, planting his foot on Despayre's back and hold Despayre in place as Despayre wiggles his arms and legs, unable to move.

Adams: That's one way to keep down that ball of energy.

Rage lets Despayre up to his feet and lifts him over his shoulders, but Despayre turns his head, putting his thumb on his nose and pokes his tongue out at Rage, while waving his fingers at him. Rage looks confused but Despayre uses the time to spin around and nail Rage with a spinning tornado DDT, planting the sin of wrath in to the canvas!

Simone: Despayre used the distraction to turn the tide on this one!

Despayre stands up and quickly bounces off the ropes, returning with a rolling thunder, crushing Rage's chest. Despayre gets to his feet as Rage pulls himself in to the corner. Despayre runs towards him, looking for the buckingham bounce but Rage sticks both feet up and catches Despayre in the chest as he's about to land on him!

Adams: Rage's long legs came in handy for that one.

Rage returns to his feet as he moves towards Despayre, lifting him back on to his feet and lifting him over with a German suplex, slamming Despayre's back in to the canvas before casting a glance towards Synn, his expression not changing as he keeps his eyes on the action. Rage reaches down, picking Despayre up once more and throwing him firmly in the the ropes. As he comes back, Rage lifts him up in a backbody slam, throwing Despayre over his back and sending him crashing in to the canvas hard. Despayre sits up, his face covered in pain as Rage picks him up, unleashing a huge chop across his chest. Despayre stumbles away and Rage grabs his wrist. Rage whips Despayre in to the corner, Despayre holds his back as he stumbles out but Rage lifts him up in a sidewalk slam position and drops him with a backbreaker. He holds on to Despayre and lifts him again before dropping him with a sidewalk slam. Rage grabs Despayre's leg as he leans back on him and Jacob drops down and counts

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Despayre just about kicks out.

Simone: I think Rage can sense victory in this one.

Rage pulls Despayre to his feet, catching him with a shot to the jaw. Rage moves in towards Despayre, but Despayre kicks him in the gut and moves behind Rage. Despayre jumps up on Rage's back, looking for a victory roll, but spins around him, locking up his arm and putting his legs around Rage's head!

Adams: I think Despayre has a choke hold on!

Simone: He does, he has a triangle choke locked in while Rage is on his feet!

Despayre squeezes hard as Rage waves his arm around, trying to break free from the choke, but Despayre tightens the hold and squeezes harder and Rage's knees start to buckle.

Adams: I think Despayre is gotta choke him out!

Rage tries to use his free hand to push Despayre off him, without much luck but decides to drop him, his hand on his face, Rage drops forward, drilling Despayre's head in to the canvas, causing a sickening thud to bounce through the arena.

Simone: Oh my God.

Adams: Despayre could be out cold!

Rage pushes Despayre off from him and looks at his fallen stable team member, and slowly gets to his feet. He looks around the crowd disappointed and looks back to what he's done. He walks towards the ropes, shaking his head at Synn.

Simone: I think Rage has had enough of this.

Rage turns, walking back to Despayre in the center of the ring and looks down at him, checking on him, but Despayre lifts his legs up and hooks them around Rage's head, trapping his arm and pulling him back in to the triangle choke!

Simone: Despayre's got him hooked up again!

Adams: But he doesn't look right after landing on his head.

Rage tries to fight the hold but Despayre keeps it locked in tight. Rage pushes his hand down on the mat and tries to push himself up, but Despayre leans backwards, tightening the hold until Rage can not take anymore and is forced to tap out!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match AND NEW SCW Internet champion, Despayre!

Adams: We have a new champion!

Simone: Despayre has defeated his own stable mate!

Despayre releases the hold and Synn and Kittie enter the ring. Jacob hands Despayre the title belt, but Despayre moves towards Rage, helping him to his feet. Rage nods towards Despayre and raises him hand and the cameras cut backstage.




Simone: We are looking forward to the next match as we are.....

Suddenly the lights go out and Dmitri's music starts to play and the vampire walks out to the ring, the number one contender has a dead flower in his hand as he walks to the ring and asks for a microphone.

Simone: I'm curious what the number one contender for the title has to say as we have heard J2H earlier tonight!!

Dmitri: I know that in the minds of you all I am an outcast, I do not belong and you feel that I am just a liar... or at least that's what my friend James wants you to believe... and isn't that the whole essence of it all?? To believe?? To believe whether I am merely a charade or a reality?? A blood thirsted vampire that wishes not to stop until I get what I want???

The crowd boos the vampire as he is seemingly emotionless to it all.

Dmitri: Would the SCW allow themselves to blamed for the carnage that I will put their champion through?? Would the SCW admit to the world that the blood that I will have upon my hands is upon them??? UPON YOUR HANDS!!! Because lets be honest little boys and girls of this world that have reached the age of forty, that I am the one of many centuries that I know the carnage of the past that is suitable for the future of your mindless minds.... I will make you sick, I will make you gasp in disbelief... and I will make you realize that this vampire will be the next... scw... world... heavyweight... champion... and this flower?? This flower will be upon your grave J2H.. the grave of the end of your futile reign.....

With that Dmitri walks off as he has left the flower on the canvas of the ring.




Backstage, we pick up an exchange between Christian Underwood and senior referee, Jasmine St. John...

Jasmine: You can't be serious! You're pulling me from the match!?

Christian: I know you're angry and frustrated by that Twitter hashtag bullshit Jasmine, but I am trying to be diplomatic about this whole ordeal.

Jasmine sets her hand on a hip and looks affronted.

Jasmine: Diplomatic?

Christian: Yes! That call you made caused a ton of headaches over the past two weeks!

Jasmine: I made the call I deemed fit! Melody's shoulders were down! Mikah's shoulder came up! That is what a referee calls being pinned!

Christian holds his hands up.

Christian: I know. You made the call you deemed right. It was controversial but that's in the past. The problem is that here in the present I had the World Champion threatening to vacate his championship right here and now if this wasn't done!

Jasmine holds her arms out.

Jasmine: So what? The little prince doesn't like the tiniest little thing THAT WAS NONE OF HIS BUSINESS IN THE FIRST PLACE and he gets whatever he wants? I have never screwed anyone over in all my years as a referee and I am NOT about to start now!

Christian: I know. And it's just this once, okay? I know it's your place to assign the referees to the matches, but this is just something I need to do just this once.

Jasmine: And the next time he decides to apply pressure to get his way?

Christian smiles.

Christian: It's not going to work out for him quite the way he intends.




Justin: The following match is for one fall and it is for the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship... introducing first the challenger... from Miami Florida... KEEEEEEEEIRAAAAAA FISSSSSHERRRR JOOOOOOOHNSSSSSSSOOOOOON!!!

"Like a Phoenix" begins to slowly play as the lights go out. Two lights from the stage is seen showing Keira's shadow, raising her arms. The lights come back on as Keira turns and walks down the ring. She slaps a few fans hands as she slides in. She raises her hand and shouts out, "Like a HERO, BABY!" as she waits for her opponent

Justin: And her opponent the current Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Champion... from Los Angeles California... The Silver Screen Queen... Christinaaaaaaa.... Hillllttoooooon-Miilllllaaaaarrr.

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THE SILVER SCREEN QUEEN IS HERE!!!!

I'm Coming Out by Diana Ross begins to blast all across the speakers and as that happens we are able to see Christina Millar emerging through the backstage curtain and the roaring boos of the crowd are deafening. She isn't alone as her husband Jonathan comes out beside her. Crystal smiles as her grouping of paparazzi gather up in front of the ring and they snag photo after of the Latina beauty. She walks down the ramp as she begins to pie face the crowd. The crowd boos loudly in return as they glance back at the Hollywood hottie who is showing off her championship belt and Jonathan stays attached to his wife.

Simone: I hate that guy.

Her following of papara

i meet her as does a red carpet. She takes in appeal of the cameras smiling as flashes begin to go off one after another. She then runs up the steps where she walks towards the middle of the apron. She blows kisses out to the crowd before she drops into a split entering the ring. The crowd begins to go nuts and she waits patiently for the match to begin.

Adams: Well if there was one match on this card that we can call an emotional one it's gotta be this one... Keira Johnson has been working her butt off to get this match up.

Simone: Much to Hot Stuff's disappointment.

Keira and Crystal stand toe to toe in the middle of the ring exchange words while Drew holds up the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship up high between them. Crystal turns away from Keira to look up at her belt before she turns back and taunts Keira telling her she will never get her hands on her belt. Keira just shakes it off and starts to jump from side to side warming up for the match of her career. Crystal takes offence to Keira's lack of reaction so the champion fires off the first shot as she shoves the challenger; however Keira fires back with a deafening slap that echoes around the arena.

Adams: HOLY MOLEY... How does Crystal even have a face?

Simone: I don't think that helps Keira out though Jason... Crystal looks pissed.

Drew ushers the belt out of the ring while Crystal looks back at Keira with a pissed off look across her face before the sound of the bell ringing hits.

Ding, ding, ding.

Adams: And we are officially underway.

Simone: Let's see if Keira has what it takes to become the next Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Champion.

Adams: Well hopefully the pep talk from her wife earlier and the arrival of her son earlier this week will put her in a chance.

Crystal fires towards Keira with a flying forearm and Keira stumbles backwards and falls to the canvas. She rushes her way over to the ropes holding them while Drew warns Crystal early in the match up. While Keira is holding onto the ropes Crystal rushes over and grabs hold of her legs lifting the challenger up before pancaking her back down to the hard unforgiving canvas. The Sin City Wrestling fans let out a massive chorus of boos as the Champion now show boats in the ring. Crystal stalks Keira and quickly picks her up using her long hair only to snap suplex her back down to the canvas. Keira pops up off the canvas but Crystal catches her with a shoulder to the midsection before she drives her down to the canvas once more with a press. Crystal jumps down on top of Keira and starts firing off with left and right hands punching at Keira's face. Drew warns Crystal and the champion backs off and gets back to her feet only to show off once again to the sold out arena.

Adams: Well Crystal didn't come here to play tonight... she is here to show Keira who is boss.

Simone: Keira looks rattled her Jason she needs to get her head back in the game.

Crystal looks down at Keira who is making her way up but the champion has other things in mind as she drives her right knee into Keira's spine. Crystal then drops down to the canvas and she drives her knee into Keira's back, while reaching around and locking her hands around Keira's jaw. Crystal has the challenger locked in a painful submission and Drew is hovering around checking to see if Keira wants to give up. Keira shakes her head no and stars to slam her foot against the canvas getting the fans to start up a clap to egg her on. Keira makes her way to her feet but Crystal still has the jaw lock, locked in. Keira drivers her elbow into Crystals midsection but Crystal still hangs on not breaking the hold Keira tries again but once again she fails to break the hold that Crystal has on her. She tries again this time breaking free, Keira fires off three solid forearm smashes to the face before she drags the champion across the ring and whips her into the ropes.

Adams: Get her Keira.

However on the return Crystal blocks Keira's attack with a spinning shoulder block.

Adams: NOOO.

Keira rolls out of the ring and lies on the ring apron getting some space between her and the champion. However Crystal doesn't give her much breathing time as the champion is straight back on the attack as she rushes over towards Keira who is pulling herself up using the ropes. Crystal attempts to drive her shoulder into Keira's midsection on the outside but Keira side steps her and grabs on to the champions head. Keira drags Crystal out of the ring and both Bombshells are now on the apron.

Simone: This is not a good place to be.

Adams: Unless it's a tag match and you don't want to be tagged into the match.

Keira scoops Crystal up looking for a delayed vertical suplex on the ring apron but Crystal counters by driving her knee into Keira's face. Keira stumbles backwards almost losing her footing but she sees Crystal is straight on the attack and heading towards her. Keira quickly lifts her leg high and chick kicks Crystal to the side of the head. Crystal stumbles and falls from the apron but on her way down she slams head first onto the ring post. Crystal rolls around the outside holding her face, while Keira gains some valuable recovery time. Drew starts a count.

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Keira jumps down to the outside and she scoops Crystal up and slings her back into the ring under the bottom rope before she slides back into the six sided ring herself the challenger quickly crawls over the champion and hooks the leg. Drew makes the count.

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No! Crystal fires out of the cover.

Simone: The champion looks rattled here Jason.

Keira gets back up to her feet and she grabs hold of Crystal hair and she drags the champion over to the corner, she helps Crystal to her feet before she starts to smash the champions face into the top turnbuckle. Crystal screams out in pain while Keira continues to smash her face first into the corner. Drew warns Keira but the SCW crowd are loving it as they cheer on Keira. The challenger lets go of the champion and Crystal drops down to the canvas and backs herself up into the corner which leads Keira to drive her foot into Crystal throat and push her back. Drew once again warns Keira and he quickly starts a count.

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Keira breaks the hold and Crystal can be seen gasping for air. Keira quickly grabs onto Crystal legs and she lifts her up pancaking the champions back onto the canvas

Adams: Payback is a bitch Crystal.

Keira quickly drops down and makes the cover.

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No! Crystal fires the shoulder up once again at the last minute. Crystal sits up but Keira is straight on the attack as she sits behind Crystal and wraps her legs around the champion's midsection while she puts her into a headlock as well. Drew quickly hovers over Crystal checking to see if she is okay.

Adams: Crystal might have to tap here, there is nowhere to go.

Simone: We might have a new champion right here right now.

While Keira has the hold still locked in Crystal is trying to fight her way out of it, she starts to scream out to the SCW crowd that are chanting at her to tap out.

Adams: Man the hate for Crystal is real tonight.

Simone: I think the Sin City Wrestling fans are just buying into the Keira's dream of becoming the SCW World Bombshell Champion.

Crystal finally figures out how to get out of the hold as she rocks backwards and rolls Keira on to her shoulders. Drew sees this as a pin fall and he makes the count.

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NO! Keira fires out of the unique pin fall and lets go of the grip she has on Crystal's face but she doesn't let go of her anaconda type grip she has around Crystals waist with her legs. Crystal starts firing off back elbows into Keira's chest trying to free herself. Crystal loosen up Keira's hold and she is able to twirl herself around in Keira's leg and she rushes towards the challenger with a flying forearm to her face followed by a fury of punches. Keira breaks her hold and Crystal rolls away to catch her breath the champion backs herself up into the nearest corner. Keira lunches to her feet and she comes rushing towards the champion but as she goes to make impact Crystal kicks up her right leg nailing Keira in the face. Keira manages to stay on her feet though and the challengers comes firing back in stomping onto the champion.

Simone: Both girls just won't quit.

Adams: I love it.

Keira bends down and goes to lift Crystal feet up once again to pancake her but Crystal lands on her feet and fires forward with a shoulder block take down. Keira hits the canvas but bounces back up only to be meet with a fury of left and right punches from the champion. Crystal backs up into the corner and goes to jump to the top rope but Keira stops her by rushing towards her, Crystal quickly springboards up and double drop kicks Keira. Keira falls to the canvas but she quickly sits up only to be crushed back down to the canvas with a running knee. Crystal kneels down on top on top of Keira and hooks the leg.

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No! Keira fires out. Crystal is livid but they both make it up to their feet Keira comes in and drags Crystal up to her feet but Crystal fires off a flying forearm that sends the challenger backwards however Keira pushes Crystal off of her and the champion rebounds off the ropes and Keira catches her with a chick kick. Keira drops down for the pin fall

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NO! Crystal fires the shoulder up.

Adams: So back and forth.

Simone: Crystal has to be feeling it because Keira has been bringing the fight here tonight.

Adams: It the lengths these two women go to win the Sin City Wrestling WORLD Bombshell Championship.

Keira looks defeated on the canvas but she gets up and drags Crystal up to her feet as well. She hooks her up and looks for a suplex but Crystal fires out of it. Keira looks for another chick kick but Crystal grabs her foot midair and yanks Keira towards her toppling the challengers with a powerful clothesline. Crystal mouths off to the very vocal SCW fans while Keira pulls herself up using the ropes Crystal comes flying into her driving Keira back into the corner with a double knee to her chest. Crystal goes to continue this attack with another double knee strike but Keira side steps her and the champion comes gut first with the turnbuckle. Keira yanks her around with her pink hair and drives her face first to the canvas with an DDT. She hooks the legs.

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NO! Crystal kicks out again.

Adams: Man this one has me on the edge of my seat.

Simone: Keira doesn't know what she has to do here to keep the champion down.

Keira gets up and she walks over to Crystal and pulls her up to her feet they two exchange a fury of harsh words to one another before Crystal slaps Keira across her face.

Adams: WAS THAT A TOOTH?

Simone: The whole of Canada just heard that slap.

Keira holds her face but she rushes backwards and uses the ropes as aid as she comes firing back in looking for a spinning heel kick but Crystal catches her leg in midair dropping the challenger to the canvas before Crystal grabs hold of Keira legs and rolls her over locking her into the walls of Jericho.

Adams: The Withering Rose.

Simone: Keira has nowhere to go.

Keira tries to make her way to the ropes but Crystal just drags her back to the centre of the ring until finally Keira is forced to tap out. A loud boooo floods the arena as Crystal's theme blares over the personal address system.

Justin: AND STILL the Sin City Wrestling WORLD Bombshell Champion.... CRYSSSSTAAAAAALLLLLL MILLLLLLLLAAAAR!!!

Drew hands Crystal her Championship belt and the champion celebrates in the ring with it. She bows to the SCW fans mocking them as the boo her while Keira is looking up at the champion heartbroken.

Adams: Well at least Keira can say that she took the fight to the champ.

Simone: However we all know Crystal is going to play this off like it was the world's easiest match for her.

Adams: Poor Keira.

As Crystal continues to celebrate in the ring the scene fades to backstage.




Holly Wood: I'm standing here with the ever so sexy, Eric Paisano. He is the latest signee to Sin City Wrestling. Welcome, Eric.

He turns to stare at her up and down before looking back at the camera.

Eric Paisano: Yes, I am the "Pretty Boy" and also the "Boytoy"!

Holly Wood: We see a lot of people come and go, because the level of talent is off the chain here... What makes you think that you got what it takes to make it here?

Her question makes him chuckle.

Eric Paisano: I have the experience as well as the athletic ability.

Holly Wood: How do you plan on making yourself known here?

He glares at her somewhat annoyed.

Eric Paisano: I am a very unique to say the least, just follow me on Twitter to find out and stay tuned to SCW!

Holly Wood: Have you added anyone to your check list? See them with those hands, girl...

She sends Eric a flirty smile.

Eric Paisano: Unfortunately, ladies I am currently taken by my lovely wife Lilith Paisano ? Jones who is also on social media.

He winks at the camera.

Holly Wood: Anything else you want to add?

Eric Paisano: There is one more thing, Delia Darling my first love and ex, I really hope that you keep an eye on me!

She looks down at him as Eric gets on his hands and knees begging to the camera.

Holly Wood: Okay then, good luck to you on your SCW career, and just so you know... it's tradition around here for the winner of a match to show me the goods, but even if you lose, I'd still let you drop trou... No? Damn...

Eric jumps back up to his feet, looks at his "package" and then glances at her before exiting the interview.




Backstage, the cameras follow Veronica Taylor as she walks through the curtains, steaming in anger as she shoves over a light, causing it to shatter and spark in her wake. Her eyes are flared up as she drags her hand across the catering table, knocking each and every thing to the floor, causing a huge mess. She clenches her jaw as she tries her best not to let out an angry scream, though with the scene she is causing, she might as well. She makes it over to a crate with electronics in it, and she tries to push it over, but the weight is more than she expected. This does not deter her as she grunts, finally getting it to tip over, causing a large bang to echo through the halls. The stagehands, and fellow stars and Bombshells stop to look at her, laughing at the scene unfolding before their very eyes.

Veronica: What are you looking at? Take a picture, because that will surely last longer!

In a rather crass display, Veronica turns around to show off her backside. She gives it an angry smack, eliciting laughter from the gawkers. She growls as she storms off toward the locker rooms. She pulls her phone out of her pocket and begins to dial it.

Veronica: You saw that, didn't you? I didn't just wake up from the most unrealistic nightmare I've ever seen, right? I...

As Veronica is talking on the phone, Celeste North walks up behind her and smashes a water balloon against the back of Veronica's head, causing Veronica to gasp in horror. She slowly turns around to see Celeste and Delia Darling standing behind her. Celeste winks at Veronica, a sick smirk on her face.

Veronica: Um, excuse you, but now is not the time to pour lighter fluid on this expensive outfit...

Celeste: Trust me, bitch... it's not the worst thing that's going to happen to you, or that outfit, tonight...

Celeste reaches into her jacket pocket and pulls out a Zippo lighter. The fans erupt into a surprising round of cheers, despite her earlier reception. Celeste chuckles as she ignites the lighter. However, Veronica is in no mood for this sort of interaction as she slaps the lighter right out of Celeste's hand. She reaches into her top, and before Celeste knows what hit her, Veronica smashes her with a pair of diamond encrusted brass knuckles! This time, the fans boo.

Delia: She doesn't hit that hard. Trust me, I know... Get up, buttercup!

Celeste reaches for her lighter on the ground, but Veronica wraps her diamond necklace around Celeste's neck, choking at her. The fans boo this heavily until Celeste flips Veronica over her shoulder, locking on a choke hold of her own with one arm, while repeatedly punching Veronica in the head. Veronica groans in pain as she struggles to find a way out of it. She grabs onto Celeste's arm and she bites into it with everything she's got.

Celeste: AHHHH! YOU BITCH!

Celeste retracts her arm, holding onto the bleeding limb. Veronica scrambles back to her feet, pouncing on top of Celeste, as the two catfight across the floor. Delia watches on with a strange sense of glee in her eyes, cheering as Celeste gets the upper hand, and then quieting down as Veronica gains the upper hand. Finally, when the back and forth has gone on for long enough, Delia grabs onto the back of Veronica's hair, yanking her up to her feet. Celeste gets a few shots in before walking over to her lighter. She picks it up, igniting it, just in time for the security team to intervene. They wrestle the lighter away from Celeste, and they wrestling Veronica and Delia apart, despite the attempted slaps at each other from each woman.

Veronica: This isn't over, hunty! This isn't over!

Celeste: It better not be... not until you go down in a blaze of glory, you low rent Gretchen Weiners knock off!

Delia: Ooooh, burn...

Delia holds her hands up in surrender, while Celeste tries to get out of the grip of the security team. Her and Veronica look at each other with pure hatred in their eyes as Celeste is dragged back toward the exit, accompanied by Delia.




The camera picks up an overhead shot of the six-sided ring and Justin Decent standing directly in the center.

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the Main Event of Violent Conduct III! It is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Championship!

The crowd cheers!

The lights go out and we can hear acoustic guitars start to play Devil???s Work through the arena and later followed by the double singing of Uncle Acid and the Deadbeats when Dmitri walks out to the arena, all dressed in black or brown leather pants, a white blouse with his top buttons opened up. We see a candle burn on the titan tron as his name emerges. His eyes is piercing through the entire arena, as if he is searching for someone to drain his blood from.

Justin: Introducing first, the challenger! From Moscow, weighing two hundred and seventy five pounds ... Dmitri!

Lights emerge throughout the crowd as he starts to walk towards the ring, everywhere he walks the spotlight follows him. Allowing him to be the only one that is in the light while the rest of the arena is in complete darkness (except for the lights from the crowd). He finally gets on the ring apron as he once again looks through the entire crowd before entering the ring and stand in the middle of the ring awaiting his opponent as his music dies out.

Simone: Several months ago, Dmitri issued a challenge to the World Champion, J2H, for a chance at the gold! J2H shot him down fast and hard and told him he had to earn a chance to face him for the belt.

Adams: And boy did he ever earn this opportunity!

Simone: Indeed he did. Dmitri went through seven other men in a Triple Threat tournament, defeating Connor Murphy in the finals, and now stands ready for his big chance.

Justin: And his opponent...!

The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds, he is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, he is J2H!

Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and kneepads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. The SCW World Heavyweight championship sits around his waist. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and in to the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H look to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns to his opponent, looking him up and down before the match starts.

Adams: There he is! The longest reigning World Champion in SCW history!

Simone: Who would have ever thought we would be saying those words about J2H?

Adams: J2H would have thought it.

Justin glances around as champion and challenger exchange hard looks and look about the ring.

Adams: Wait, there's no referee in there. Who's refereeing this one?

EMF's "Unbelievable" suddenly blares across the stadium's sound system and the crowd ignites, standing on their feet and cheering while all eyes turn to the stage atop the entrance aisle!

Justin: Introducing ... the special guest referee!

Christian Underwood steps out onto the stage and is immediately greeted with louder cheers and fanfare by the capacity crowd as he pumps his fist and moves his body to the beat of the music!

Adams: Uhhhh ohhh!

The look on J2H's face says it all as he sets hands on hips and is shaking his head!

Clad in a pair of blue jeans, sneakers, and a referee's shirt, Christian stares ahead at the ring before he starts down towards the ring, slapping hands along the way! Arriving at the ringside area, Christian looks out around at the fans who are cheering for his appearance and slaps more hands the entire way around the ringside area.

Simone: I don't expect that this is what J2H had in mind at all when he was demanding a new official for this match!

Christian smiles briefly before he then climbs up the steps and once on the ring apron, he pauses to look out to the fans before he turns his back and moves his backside to the music. He then turns his back around against the ring and uses the top rope and flip back into the ring, landing on his feet. Christian then turns around to face the two competitors, his face suddenly one of being 'all business'.

Simone: Well things have certainly picked up! A last minute guest referee for the world title and it's one of the owners of SCW!

Christian orders Dmitri back into his corner and then approaches J2H and holds his hands out for the belt. Words are exchanged between the two -- HEATED words -- before J2H shoves the belt into his hands! Christian takes the title over to Dmitri and shows it to him; Dmitri rubbing a hand along it for 'luck'. Christian then steps back and holds the title up high for all to see! The crowd cheers!

Simone: There it is! The World Heavyweight Championship and it is up for grabs!

Adams: Can he do it? Can Dmitri do what no other has been able to do?

Christian hands the belt out to Justin and signals for the bell...

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

And the Main Event of Violent Conduct III is underway!

And immediately Dmitri comes out fast, hoping to surprise his physically overmatched opponent but J2H is ready and ducks the attempted clothesline! He wraps his arms around his larger opponent's waist and tries to suplex the larger man to the but Dmitri easily blocks the attempt by merely standing fast, hooking a leg back around the champion's own and using his weight to his own advantage. J2H lifts his right foot and kicks the back of Dmitri's knee, forcing it to buckle, then ducks down and rolls the challenger up in a lightning fast cradle takedown. Christian moves in quickly to count...!

1.....
Dmitri kicks out quick!

J2H bolts back to his feet, takes two steps back and waits for Dmitri to return to a vertical base. As he does, J2H nails him flush in the face with a Shining Wizard strike to the side of the head, which redeposits him to the mat. With Dmitri down on the mat, J2H drops both knees into the challenger's chest cavity, then jumps back into the ropes and comes off with a buzzsaw kick across his face and throat. J2H rolls through and makes the second straight cover, hooking the leg.

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Dmitri kicks out a second time!

Simone: Not even a minute into this match and J2H has already tried pinning his challenger twice.

Adams: That's Austin Parker's influence right there!

Dmitri grabs hold of the ropes to pull himself back up to a vertical base, but J2H jumps up and connects with an Enzugari strike to the back of the head, knocking him right back down to his hands and knees.

Adams: Whoah! J2H is on fire!

With the champion quickly closing in, Dmitri rolls to the floor to slow the pace of the bout.

Simone: I'm not sure Dmitri was ready for J2H to begin like this. With his size advantage, I'm sure he expected to overwhelm the champion from the start.

Adams: Then he hasn't been paying attention to J2H over the last few months, has he?

J2H beckons to Christian who acknowledges his 'gripe' and he turns to begin counting against Dmitri outside of the ring!

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2...
3...

J2H approaches the ropes, taunting him, daring him to return. Dmitri ignores the braggart champion and merely walks about the ring, listening carefully to the count.

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5...

Coming up on the announce table, Dmitri eyes both Belinda as well as Jason before picking up a goblet he has sitting there, and takes a casual drink.

6...
7...

Inside the ring, J2H, fed up with the challenger wasting his time, springs to the top turnbuckle, then dives off in a leaping ambush but Dmitri sees him coming and spins his head to face him free falling and SPITS the red liquid right in his face! J2H misses his target completely and crashes to the floor, grabbing at his eyes!

Adams: What the hell was that he spit at J2H!? Was that BLOOD!?

Simone: Whatever the hell it was, it did the damage and has given Dmitri the advantage!

Austin is shouting into the ring at Christian who seems caught off guard and unsure what to do or how to call what Dmitri just did!

Adams: Shouldn't Christian be calling for the bell right about now!?

Simone: I'm not sure! I don't know if 'blood' qualifies as a foreign object and I'm not certain spitting at an opponent is technically against the rules!

Outside, a blinding J2H returns to his feet, wiping desperately at his eyes and staggering around for footing, when Dmitri smiles sickly and gets a running start and plows into the champion with a running boot to the face that sends the champion sprawling to the floor!

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2...
3...

With the count resuming, Dmitri grabs his comparatively small opponent by the waist, lifts him off the ground, then hurtles him into the steel ring post. His back taking the brunt of the blow, J2H crumbles to the floor, his face a clear mask of pain!

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5...
6...

Dmitri lifts J2H by the hair, then slams his head into the ringside steps. Another boot, this time to the kidney area, follows and then Dmitri hoists the champion up once more into a military press and THROWS him back into the ring!

Adams: WHOA! Now THERE'S some strength by the challenger!

Entering after, Dmitri grabs hold of the ropes for support then proceeds to deliver a series of driving knee smashes to the head and face of J2H, all the time listening carefully to the count of Christian!

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4...

Releasing the ropes, Dmitri gets to his feet and grabs J2H from behind. The challenger then hoists his opposition up high and throws him over with a swinging leg-hook belly to back suplex!

Simone: A crash landing on part of the champion!

Adams: Courtesy of the challenger!

J2H rolls over onto his back,, hurt and stunned, and Dmitri covers him with both hands down on the champion's sternum.

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J2H kicks out!

Simone: You are not going to pin J2H with a cover like that!

Adams: I don't think he wanted to just yet!

Dmitri then props J2H up in a seated position and traps him in a dragon sleeper, working over his neck! J2H flails away in pain, realizing the position that he is in! Christian stands over him, asking if he wants to concede the match! Naturally, with so much on the line, J2H refuses, uttering a few choice words for the boss, and sprawls his arms and legs out, hoping to latch onto something to help free himself! He manages to snag hold of the bottom rope with his boot, but Dmitri alertly uses his own free leg to kick J2H's foot away.

Adams: Damn! If Dmitri wins like this, there'll be no living it down for the champ!

Struggling against the hold and the brunt weight of his opponent, J2H's torso begins to writhe beneath the weight of his adversary. J2H manages to snake his hand between Dmitri's two-handed grip for support and brings a swinging kick up into the side of Dmitri's head, which stuns the challenger but he retains the hold!

Simone: Now we're seeing some flexibility on the part of J2H!

J2H swings a second kick up, and Dmitri is clearly rattled, but he still maintains the hold! Finally, J2H brings a third strike up into his challenger's skull, and the blow is sufficient to finally knock him off and break the hold!

Adams: Third time is the charm!

Simone: And therein lies the fighting spirit of J2H!

Dmitri promptly moves to reapply the hold, but J2H scrambles to his feet, moving away from his oncoming opposition. Dmitri tries to press his attack, grabbing at J2H and attempting a scoop slam but J2H blocks the attempt with the aid of the ropes and hammers down on his challenger with a lightning fast series of elbows to the back of the head. J2H then jams his fingers in Dmitri's eyes, gouging them and Dmitri immediately drops the champion, staggering back and rendered temporarily blind!

Simone: We all know J2H will do whatever it takes to retain and that right there will slow down any opponent!

J2H can finally see past the stinging 'blood' that had washed into his eyes, and he opts to act fast and races at Dmitri and goes for a spinning heel kick -- only to have Dmitri catch him and throw him back over with a pump handle suplex!

Simone: And just like that! The advantage is back to Dmitri!

Dmitri with another cover!

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J2H kicks out -- and he immediately wraps his legs around Dmitri's arm and throws him over into a cross arm breaker!

Adams: Oh my god! What a counter by J2H!

Simone: He took the brunt of that suplex and used it to lure Dmitri in where he has him now!

Christian is down, checking to see if Dmitri wants to yield and tap, but Dmitri refuses! Dmitri attempts to counter and rolls through the hold, but this puts him in an even worse spot as now J2H has him in a seated Fujiwara armbar!

Simone: Oh that counter attempt was a BAD mistake by Dmitri!

Adams: yeah! Now J2H has him in an even worse way!

Dmitri clearly feels the pain as J2H pulls on his arm, ripping and tearing away at his arm and shoulder muscles! Christian is down, asking him if he wants to submit but despite the obvious pain, Dmitri refuses! Slowly, Dmitri extends his long arm and manages to catch a grip on the middle rope! Christian calls for the break but the champion refuses and Christian counts!

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2...
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4...

And rather than be disqualified, J2H yields and breaks the hold! But then he gets up to his feet and lays in some swift boots to Dmitri's head and worked over shoulder, then grabs him and presses his throat across the middle rope! J2H then grabs the top rope and presses BOTH feet against the back of Dmitri's head, choking him!

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2...
3...
4...

And J2H breaks once again! J2H plays the part of an innocent angel and pulls Dmitri to his feet and goes for an Irish whip but Dmitri reverses it. J2H comes off of the ropes and Dmitri swings for a hard clothesline but J2H ducks and counters with a float over DDT, planting his skull into the mat! J2H covers him!

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Dmitri gets his shoulder up!

J2H Irish whips Dmitri into the corner and lands a few shots to his ribs. He then Irish whips Dmitri into the other corner and is right there to greet him with a charging knee to the face! J2H grabs him in a side headlock and uses the ropes as a springboard for Sliced Bread #2! J2H makes another cover!

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2.....
3 - No! Dmitri kicks out!

Adams: Oh that was SO close!

J2H has hands on his thighs, staring at Christian and he claps his hands together, demanding a faster count! J2H then stands up and stomps down onto Dmitri's fallen body repeatedly, then drops down to his hands and knees and grabs a handful of Dmitri's hair and holds tight as he unloads fist after fist into his skull!

Simone: It appears that J2H is starting to show signs of frustration!

J2H drags him to his feet and Irish whips Dmitri into the corner again. He charges at Dmitri but Dmitri moves and J2H hits the turnbuckles hard! Dmitri then turns and starts beating the living hell out of him with lefts, rights and boots to the body as Christian is forced to count now against the challenger!

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2...
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4...

Dmitri breaks but only long enough to grab J2H by the throat with both hands and CHOKE TOSS him the length of the ring! Dmitri runs J2H into the ropes and drives an elbow into his sternum, then rears back and strikes a short-arm clothesline that knocks the champion up and over the top, sending him tumbling to the floor the hard way!

Adams: When Dmitri gets back into a match, he does it the hard way -- for his opponent!

Dmitri heads outside, despite the demands by Christian to remain inside, and beats J2H off the barricade as the count against both men begins anew!

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3...

Dmitri whips J2H into the ring apron and drives a shoulder into the midsection! Dmitri then rolls him back into the ring and follows him inside. Dmitri sends J2H into the corner and follows in with a Stinger splash, crushing the air right out of him! Dmitri then scoops him up onto his shoulder and plants him across the ring with a running powerslam, right into a cover!

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2.....
3 - KICK OUT!

Simone: HOLY --! We almost had a brand new World Champion!

Dmitri is immediately on his feet and right in Christian's face!

Adams: Don't do it!

Simone: Don't go there!

Dmitri holds up three fingers, but Christian pulls his arm down and holds up just two! Fuming, Dmitri turns back and goes right back on the attack, throwing clubbing overhanded forearm blows into the champion's back! Dmitri then sends him into the neutral corner and runs in for another splash but J2H moves and Dmitri meets steel with his forehead!

Adams: It's a good thing no women are interested in Dmitri! He'd be the first man in history to say "Not tonight, I have a headache!"

Dmitri staggers back, seemingly out on his feet, and J2H jumps and catches him with a Lungblower! J2H with the cover!

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3 - DMITRI'S FOOT IS ON THE BOTTOM ROPE!

J2H thinks he has won but Christian gets his attention and points out the boot on the ropes! J2H shouts at the boss/referee and SHOVES him!

Adams: Oh he did NOT do that!

And Christian responds and SHOVES J2H right back! J2H then hocks up and SPITS in the boss's face!

Adams: can we assume that was for Melody!?

The crowd gasps in shock as Christian wipes his face and stares in disgust at what J2H just did! J2H has a cocky smirk on his face when a PISSED OFF Christian suddenly lashes out with a CDick Kick -- but J2H ducks and the blow hits Dmitri full on!

Simone: Oh NO!

Dmitri goes down and Christian stares in shock at his own mistake! J2H quickly foes up top and once perched on the top rope, he points at Christian and clucks his tongue before launching off and landing atop Dmitri with the 21st Century Splash! J2H with the cover and Christian, fuming, has no other alternative but to count with J2H counting right along!

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3!

Ding!
Ding!
Ding!

Justin: Here is your winner -- and STILL Sin City Wrestling World Heavyweight Champion -- J2H!!!

Fireworks begin going off in celebration of the victory and the overall successful event of Violent Conduct III!

Adams: J2H retains! He is still the champion!

Simone: But boy is Christian Underwood going to have some explaining to do with Dmitri once he regains his senses!

The victorious J2H stands up and points to his hand, arrogantly demanding to have it raised and a disgruntled Christian has no other alternative but to oblige him! J2H then pulls his hand free and allows Austin to raise it instead as Dmitri rolls out of the ring, recovering and staring daggers inside at all! Christian himself exits the ring and J2H jumps onto the middle turnbuckle in the corner, holding the gold aloft and pointing from it to himself as more fireworks explode overhead!

Simone: And with that successful defense, one has to wonder? Who is next? Who is left to challenge J2H?

Adams: I guess we'll find out at Climax Control!

Simone: And that will be in a mere two weeks! For Jason Adams, I am Belinda Simone! farewell everyone!

Melody Grace is suddenly in the ring and she jumps into J2H's arms, celebrating as the screen credits begin to roll!




THANK YOU! To Chris, Mark, Court, Annie, Gerrit, Dustin, The Lord MK, Jenny, Andy, Erik, Eric Paisano, Nat McKinley, Marge, Casey, Ryan Keys. Also to Annie for the great match graphics and to you all for roleplaying for this 100+ page show!