The crowd is alive with energy inside of the Hangar in Lancaster, California. The camera scans around the capacity crowd, cheering and waving while holding up signs for their favorites.
A spotlight then 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!"
Justin then hops up onto the corner turnbuckle and smiles, looking out around at all of the fans filling the grandstand and the rows of seats around the grounds itself. He drops back down and takes his place in the center of the ring and brings the microphone up to his lips.
"SCW!"
"SCW!"
Justin: Hello everyone and welcome to the Hangar right here in Lancaster, California, and welcome to Sin City Wrestling "Violent Conduct V"!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Now please help me welcome the Hostess With the Mostess for "Climax Control" -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!
The crowd cheers as Amanda struts out onto the stage which has been adorned with a red carpet. Paparazzi (two, actually) emerge after her, snapping pictures of her in her shimmering gown and Britney Spears wig. Holding a purse in one hand with a toy dog in it, and the microphone in the other, Amanda does a twirl and her performance begins...
Amanda: Well, I stare at myself in the mirror
I've made so many albums
Teenage groupies all surround me
All the girls in college
Some people call it self-indulgence
And I'm not trying to say I'm perfect
Now, I'm not arrogant or haughty
I'm a marvelous human being
Some people call it self-indulgence
And I'm not trying to say I'm perfect
When I wake up every morn
And I marvel at how great I've been
Since the day that I was born
I've run out of things to name 'em
My fans all want to be like me
And really, who can blame 'em
I guess I know why
No one else can match my charm
Why do they even try
Turned me down for other fellas
But I know why, it seems to me
They're just insanely jealous
Who wouldn't be
But they just don't understand
That it's hard to be too humble
When you know that you're so grand
I just want you to see
That I've never met a person
Who's as wonderful as me
And I'm certainly not conceited
But anyone trying to match my wits
Is very soon defeated
I'm just one big hunk of man
Sometimes I have to marvel
At how very great I am
But they just don't understand
That it's hard to be too humble
When you know that you're so grand
I just want you to see
That I've never met a person
Who's as marvelous, spectacular
Fantastic and terrific
And so very great and wonderful as me
The crowd cheers as Amanda ends the song with a flamboyant pose and the spotlight over her winks out.
Simone: Hello everyone and welcome to the fifth annual edition of Violent Conduct here in Lancaster, California! I am Belinda Simone!
Adams: And I've often wondered why we can't taste our own tongue.
Simone:...........
Adams: Hm? What? Oh! I'm Jason Adams!
Simone: *sighs* It is hard to believe that we have made it to five editions of High Stakes and tonight could easily top them all! It all begins when a new tandem in the mixed tag team division debuts, calling themselves Gamers Inc, and they take on the maniacal Metal Maniacs in the opening match!
Adams: Can't imagine who the Gamers annoyed so much to get those two in their first match out! But after that, we have the first title match of the night when Evie Baang defends her Bombshell Roulette title against Amy Marshall! And you just know Joshua Aquin is watching because if Amy doesn't win the championship, then he's going to get greased up and grab his ankles...
Simone: Jason! We get the picture! Trinity Jones makes her return to the Bombshell division and she finds herself up against a rising star if there ever was one in Seleana Zdunich!
Adams: There's something uncomfortable about her last name but I can't put my hand on it. And speaking of Joshua Acquin, he's already on Christian's bad side, evident by his being booked to face the Freight Train of Pain, Casey Williams!
Simone: We have brand new World Mixed Tag Team Champions in Samantha Marlowe and Caleb Storms, and tonight they defend those titles against two former championship teams in a triple threat match, facing not only the first champions in London Underground, but also the team they themselves defeated for the titles; Kain and Mercedes Vargas!
Adams: Two of the rising stars in the Bombshells division are next when the rightful number one contender, Courtney Pierce, goes one on one with the newest Bombshell, Effie Bingham!
Simone: Ben Jordan was originally scheduled to defend the Roulette title against Crimson, but following an unfortunate injury...
Adams: Yeah. I understand Crimson got BUTT HURT!
Simone: ... A new number one challenger was determined and that man is Ty West! The Cockney King versus Pretty Ty for the Roulette title!
Adams: Kate Steele got a bunch in her panties, and started targeting Cat Steele! Now the two bird are meeting in a Submission match, and Cat has an ace in the hole ... was that right?
Simone: Poor choice of words but still accurate.
Adams: As Cat is now managed by Gene Banton and former World Champion Geno Junior and his sister Cassie will be at ringside to keep Teddy from interfering!
Simone: Crystal Hilton is back...!
Adams: ..Again?
Simone: Yes, and she is ready to pick up right where she left off! But before she can get her hands on Kate Steele for injuring her daughter, Crystal is meeting Jessie Salco in singles competition!
Adams: Then a match that could tear this whole place apart! Two real alpha males are going to beat the hell out of each other when Jake Raab meets the former World Champion Dmitri! That match is going to steal this whole show!
Simone: And could catapult either man to the top and a potential world title opportunity. Then we start to bring things to a close when the first of two world title matches takes place! Mikah wanted fresh challenges to her title, and that's exactly what she gets this evening as Dani Weston won the Bombshell's Gold Rush tournament to emerge as the number one contender! Mikah versus Dani for the gold!
Adams: Then the Main Event! The match everyone wanted to see! Kris Ryans never lost the world championship, but had to vacate it because he got injured out of the ring. His number one challenger, Fenris, went on to win the world title and now it's champion versus the champion who never lost the gold!
Simone: Fenris openly stated he wouldn't feel like the one and only true champion of the world until he defeated Kris Ryans, and tonight he has that chance to both prove himself and silence any and all critics!
Adams: Let's get started!
The bell rings as Justin Decent makes his way into the ring and is handed a microphone.
Justin: Welcome to the first contest of the night and it is a mixed tag match and introducing first...
One More Fight blares over the sound system as Jack Stewart and Jimmy Andrews step through the curtain while Char is lifted up through the stage. All three of them stand together while waving towards the crowd. All three of them start strutting down the ramp as fans lean over to shake their hands. Once at the ringside area, Jack turns left, Jimmy turns right and Char steps forward. They look at each other before simultaneously getting up onto the ring apron. Char enters first followed by the two men.
Justin: Jack Stewart, Char Kwan and Jimmy Andrews...they are Gamers Inc!
The three stand in the ring as the music changes. The arena lights dim and Hollywood Undead's "Day Of The Dead" erupts from the sound system. The crowd turns its attention to the entrance to see a figure crawling like an insect along the stage. Clad in an ankle-length leather jacket adorned in chains, Anthrax rises up into a crouched position, arms resting on his legs, as he looks from left to right and all over -- then breaks into a creepy smile, showing his teeth.
Justin: Making his way to the ring! From the Asylum, weighing two hundred and seven pounds – Anthrax joined by Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden...The Metal Maniacs!
Anthrax slowly stands up and walks erratically down the aisle, getting close to the barricades where the fans move back and away. He stops at ringside and stares at the fans near him, before he crawls beneath the bottom rope to enter the ring. He remains on his knees and his body convulses with silent giggles, eyes closed. After a moment, he suddenly lunges into the corner and massages the turnbuckles with his cheek, holding onto the ring ropes with both hands as he stares out at the crowd.
Adams: You have to excuse me but I don't think that the group Gamers Inc know what they have gotten themselves into facing those freaks.
Simone: They are about to find out because there is the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: Looks like Anthrax and Jimmy are going to be starting this match
Adams: That clown is scary! And Jimmy agrees with me.
Jimmy is not quite sure of what to make of Anthrax who has a sick grin on his face as he circles the Gamer Inc wrestler. Jimmy sets up to lock up with a collar and elbow but Anthrax lurches into it and licks the face of Jimmy who pulls away in surprise, his hand moving to his cheek to rub it off. Anthrax looks to the corner where Twisted Sister is standing on the apron clapping and blowing kisses at Jimmy. Char screams across the ring at Twisted Sister who mocks her with another blown kiss. Char attempts to get into the ring which has the referee there to stop her as Anthrax charges Jimmy and takes him off his feet with a clothesline to the back of the head. Standing over him, Anthrax looks down then flips his head back to send the lanky hair out of his face revealing a sadistic grin to the fans. Reaching down, Anthrax grabs a handful of hair and pulls Jimmy to his feet to guide him towards Twisted Sister but Jimmy uses an elbow against the midsection of Anthrax who staggers slightly. Andrews uses another to drive Anthrax to stagger more and a final elbow breaks the hold and Jimmy turns with a short armed clothesline to take Anthrax to the mat.
Simone: This match started out wildly with Anthrax up to his old tricks.
Adams: Jimmy needs to find a way to beat crazy here.
Simone: Being the nephew of Travis Nathaniel Andrews, he probably got a lot of lessons from his uncle.
Adams: He's related to TNA!! Wow!
Simone: Tell me you knew that Jason?
Adams: I knew that. I just thought that you didn't and I didn't want to steal your thunder.
Simone: You didn't know did you?
Jason Adams shakes his head as the view goes back into the ring where Jimmy Andrews has picked up Anthrax and has locked in an arm bar. Anthrax tugs lightly on the bar but Jimmy pulls him back. The two begin a tug of war with the arm of Anthrax with the mental clown playing with him. On a final tug to pull Anthrax in deeper into the hold, Jimmy is surprised by a throat thrust from Anthrax. Jimmy releases the hold to stagger backwards clutching at his neck as Anthrax taunts him by dancing around him tapping at his head and back. Jimmy finally catches his breath long enough to send Anthrax to the mat with a spinning heel kick that gives him the opportunity to tag in Char who is reaching into the ring. The purple haired bombshell quickly slides into the ring and rushes across to grab Twisted Sister by the hair as she stands on the bottom rope in the corner. Char pulls the twisted bombshell into the ring by the hair as Anthrax moves to the corner to slide out.
Simone: Char Kwan taking it to Twisted Sister right from the get go.
Adams: I hope she doesn't think that was a great move.
Sister sits up to look at Char who begins to use sharp strikes on the head and back of Sister. Showing a reaction to each stike, she shakes her head and can be heard to scream for another that Char delivers. Finally Sister rolls to get to her feet and clothesline Char to the mat. Mounting Kwan, Sister begins to choke her as Kwan kicks at the mat. The referee moves to pull Sister off as Iron Maiden screams at her partner. Twisted Sister lays down on Kwan after releasing her throat and smiles at the cameraman as she puts a hand over the face of Char and pins her to the mat.
Simone: Twisted Sister is mocking Char here with such a lackadaisical pin.
Char fights off the pin and then rolls to the ropes to pull herself up to a vertical position in the corner. Sister charges in to slam a shoulder into Char who moves at the last second allowing Sister to go into the ringpost shoulder first. Clutching her shoulder, Twisted Sister stumbles around the ring as if injured beyond the point of pain. She moves to the referee as she complains of Char cheating and moving out of the way. The referee shakes his head and motions for the match to continue. Twisted Sister turns to be taken down with a missile dropkick from Char who had climbed the turnbuckle. Sister is sent into her corner and Anthrax reaches down to tap her on the head tagging himself in.
Adams: Smart move by the clown to slow this match down once more. But Char better get out of there quickly. Anthrax tends to get a little loco when it comes to bombshells. Look what happened with Sam Marlowe and Anthrax.
Anthrax moves towards Char who is getting to her feet. He offers his elbow like a gentleman to lead her to the corner. Unsure of what to do, Char has her hand taken and is guided towards her corner where Anthrax uses her hand to slap the face of Jimmy to tag him in before Anthrax dances backward as Jimmy puts his hand to his cheek. Leaping over the top rope, Jimmy charges towards the clown who holds up two hands in surrender which Jimmy ignores as he begins to rain down punches and strikes on Anthrax who is backed into the corner trying to defend himself. Drew Patton moves to stop Jimmy who is pulled back enough to allow Anthrax to poke him in the eye with a thumb. Jimmy staggers away as Anthrax plays to the crowd by pretending to cry. Jimmy wipes at his eyes and then seeing the clown taunting the fans, Jimmy comes from behind and grabbing Anthrax by his stringy hair, slams him face first into the turnbuckle. Anthrax comes up with a smile only to have Jimmy slam his face once more into the turnbuckle. Anthrax pulls away from Andrews and slams his own face into the turnbuckle a couple of times before turning to Jimmy and taking him off his feet with a clothesline once more before rolling him over and locking in a shoulder claw that has Jimmy scream in pain as he reaches towards Char who is reaching into the ring for a tag. Anthrax picks up Jimmy and moves him towards the corner to taunt Kwan who steps onto the bottom ropes for enough leverage to tag herself in by slapping Jimmy's outstretched hand.
Simone: Char is quick to save their team with that tag Jason. Anthrax has to let the hold go now or risk disqualification.
Adams: He did which really surprises me. Just when have you ever seen something so sane from someone so insane?
Char slides into the ring as Anthrax moves and tags in Twisted Sister but instead finds Iron Maiden on the ring apron waiting for the tag as Twisted Sister is arguing with a fan on the outside. The clown's grin widens as he tags in Maiden who charges across the ring to attack Char who sidesteps the clothesline attempt and uses a drop toe hold to send Maiden into the middle turnbuckle face first. Clutching her face, Maiden gets to her feet and staggers into the middle of the ring where she is met with the slice of asia superkick of Char. Maiden falls to the mat like a felled tree as Char drops and pins her to the mat.
Simone: Char Kwan hitting the Slice of Asia and Maiden is down.
Adams: But not out. Superkick to the head is like a love tap to that crazy.
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: This might do it.
Adams: And no it doesn't!
Char is surprised that Maiden is able to get a shoulder up off the mat. Getting to her feet, Char pulls up Maiden again and uses a second superkick to send her to the mat. Rushing to the corner, Char climbs to the top then launches herself towards Maiden and levels her with a press play frog splash before grabbing her leg and rolling her up.
Simone: Char going for the win again and this time I think she has it.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Char throws the leg of Maiden to the side and gets to her feet as Jimmy rushes into the ring to help Char to her feet. The pair have their arms raised in victory as Maiden rolls to the side and out of the ring.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winners of the match...Gamer's Inc.
Simone: What an interesting debut for Gamer's Inc and with this win they can say they beat one unique team.
Adams: Yeah, they went to crazytown and survived.
The Metal Maniacs storm the ring as Char and Jimmy escape and head up the ramp still celebrating.
The scene opens backstage at Violent Conduct V where we see Jessie Salco working out in preparation for her match against Crystal Hilton which is later in the card, however that match isn't until later in the night as the opening match between the Heavy Metal Maniacs and Gamer Inc. has just ended.
Simone: Jessie looks ready for her match against Crystal later tonight!
Adams: She has every right to be confident going into the match as she beat Crystal over at Honor Wrestling for the Legacy Championship and she's coming off her first successful title defense this past Wednesday on Showdown.
Jessie stops working out and picks up the Honor Wrestling Legacy Championship.
Jessie: See this Crystal? It's the title I beat you for two months ago over at Honor Wrestling and tonight, even with no title on the line, I will beat you again! And it seems I was right to call you a broken woman this past week seeing as how you've been strangely quiet! Oh and before I forget, I have a message for Amy as she heads into her Roulette Title Match in a few minutes time.
Jessie adds before putting the title down.
Jessie: Don't worry Amy, I'll be far away from your match because I know Evie doesn't need my help to kick your ass!
Jessie picks up where she left off with the working out as the scene fades.
The scene opens backstage at Violent Conduct where we see the contenders in tonight's Bombshell Roulette Title Match Amy Marshall and Evie Baang waiting for their match type to be determined.
Simone: Amy is a former Roulette Champion, but tonight's title match carries serious implications for Joshua Acquin as she got this shot thanks to him.
Adams: She did warn Jessie to stay away a few weeks ago but with Evie standing in her path, this isn't going to be easy for Amy!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready ladies?
The two women nod and Rocky spins the wheel, it spins for a few minutes before finally landing on a stipulation that brings a smile to their faces, the commentators on the other hand?
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Tonight's Bombshell Roulette Title Match will be a Fans Bring The Weapons match!
Adams: *gulp*
Simone: Oh, this is gonna suck.......
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Good luck!
Evie and Amy nod before walking off.
Simone: It's time for the first Roulette Title Match of the night and it has serious implications for Joshua Acquin as Amy Marshall challenges Evie Baang in a.......
Belinda gulps as she glances at the fans behind her.
Simone: Fans bring the Weapons Match!
Adams: And if you are wondering why Justin is doing the announcements from the side of the stage, now you know!
Simone: Okay, seriously, who brings THAT to a wrestling show?! Anyway, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall and it is for the Bombshell Roulette Championship!
Simone: Jason, get ready to duck!
Adams: Way ahead of you!
Justin: Thanks to a spin of the wheel it has been decided that this match will be contested as a Fans Bring The Weapons Match! Fans throw the weapons into the ring! Thank god I'm up here!
Justin mutters the last part under his breath (apparently not noticing that the mic had picked it up) and thro the weapons into the ring, the carnage, for lack of a better term, lasts a few seconds but it feels like an eternity for the announcers until they are told that it is safe to come up.
Justin: Introducing the challenger!
Victim of Me by Descendants begins to play over the sounds system, the lights begin to strobe through the venue as Amy appears through the curtain dancing before stopping half way and pushes her hair back to reveal the black leather surgical face mask decorated with a Cheshire Cat Smile and above that Amy Santino is written in red and in Japanese. Amy surveys the crowd for a moment as Justin makes her introduction.
Justin: Making her way to the ring! Hailing from Juneau, Alaska, Amy Santino.
She then continues down the ramp, as slaps the hands of the awaiting fans, she then climbs into the ring, where she then climbs the turnbuckles and surveys the crowd before climbing back down and heads to the corner, where she takes off the mask and waits for the match to start.
Simone: Amy's ready for this match and I'm hoping that the fans didn't forget about any weapons!
Adams: Don't give them ideas! And besides, I don't think she's as ready as Evie is!
Justin: And her opponent!
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 Harbor, South Australia, she is the reigning and defending SCW Bombshell Roulette Champion, 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 walks up the steal steps before stepping into the ring while the lighting gradually returns to normal. Evie walks around the ring pulling on the ropes getting ready for her match while her song slowly dies down to nothing.
Simone: This is Evie's first defense and she looks to make it count!
Adams: Not if Amy has anything to say about it!
Jacob emerges from his hiding place and enters the ring, once he goes over the rules (or lack thereof) with the two women he signals for the bell.
Simone: And tonight's first title match is underway!
Adams: Seriously, who brings a trashcan with them to a wrestling show!?
DING DING DING!
As soon as the bell rings Amy and Evie immediately go for the nearest weapon they can get their hands on, a Steel Chair who Amy and a Trash Can for Evie and because her weapon is lighter (though not by much) it's Amy that makes the first move as she swings the chair at Evie's face only for Evie to block it with the trashcan, Amy goes for another swing but Evie drops the trashcan and hits Amy with a Drop Toe Hold causing the challenger to land on the track can and causing the trash can to bend inwards.
Simone: I certainly hope that wasn't someone's trashcan that they brought from home.
Adams: Today in things that I never thought I'd hear a fellow commentator say! Anyway, Evie's going for the first pin of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Amy kicks out! Evie knows that its too early in the match for a match winning pin to be made so rather than argue with Jacob over a slow count Evie kicks away the broken trash can and instead sets up the Steel Chair that Amy was using before picking up Amy, she runs to the ropes and goes for a running Bulldog but Amy ducks under it and Flapjacks Evie right onto the Steel Chair! Evie withers around in pain for a bit before Amy goes for a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
And Evie kicks out!
Simone: This match is certainly living up to the name of this Supercard so far!
Adams: I know right? Evie was busted open by that Flapjack and my face hurts just looking at it on the replay!
Amy shakes her head at the failed pin attempt before she picks up the Steel Chair and sets it up in the nearest corner, once the chair is wedged between the top and middle ropes Amy turns around only to see Evie charging right at her, unfortunately for the champion Amy sidesteps her causing Evie's head to have a very intimate encounter with the Steel Chair and Amy takes advantage of this by rolling up Evie into a School Girl Pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Evie somehow manages to kick out!
Simone: I'd be surprised if Evie knows where she is right now!
Adams: After that head on collision, she probably thinks she's a contestant on MasterChef Australia fighting for an immunity pin!
Indeed, Evie seems dazed and confused from the head on collision but rather than take advantage of this Amy rolls out of the ring to see what else the fans have thrown to the ring, she quickly gets her answer as she finds not only a bag full of thumbtacks but a Ladder and a Table! Ignoring the ladder for a moment Amy sets up the table near the ring apron before pouring the thumbtacks over it and making sure that they are pointed up right, once that is done Amy turns around and is hit with a Baseball Slide by Evie.
Simone: Okay, seriously? A chair I can understand, trashcans I can understand to a much lesser extent but a table, a ladder and a bag full of thumbtacks? Did the fans stop off at Home Depot on the way to the arena?!
Adams: Hey, at least no one brought any gasoline!
Just as Jason says that Evie notices a bottle of gasoline alongside a box of matches and grins as she gets an idea.
Simone: I'd rather not think of the kind of fan who brings gasoline and matches to a wrestling show!
Adams: Can we remove "Fans bring the Weapons" from the Roulette Wheel? It's revealing some very disturbing information about our fans!
Evie spends a good couple of minutes pouring gasoline onto the thumbtack covered table before finally setting it on fire! After taking a moment to admire her handiwork Evie grabs Amy and drags her onto the apron where she gets her into a Powerbomb position, the fans rise to their feet as it looks like Amy is going to fight out of it and at one point it looks like Amy's going to backdrop Evie through the flaming thumbtacked table but in the end Evie is able to subdue the challenger long enough to hit her with a leaping sit-down powerbomb driving both Bombshells through the table!
Simone: A Sit-Down Powerbomb, off the apron, through a table that is covered with thumbtacks and on fire, if that move doesn't summarize Violent Conduct then I dread to think of what will!
Adams: Fortunately for Evie, Amy took the brunt of the impact, unfortunately for Amy, she took the brunt of the impact!
Ringside attendants rush down to put out the flames before they can spread anywhere and it appears that both Amy and Evie are out cold, however after what would normally be a seven count by the ref Evie starts to stir and she goes for the cover on Amy.
ONE!
TWO!
And Amy kicks out just in the nick of time! Evie sits there with her jaw agape for a good few seconds before she goes for another cover.
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: Three.........NO! AMY KICKS OUT!
Adams: Amy is trying everything in her power to do what Jessie couldn't several weeks ago!
Evie pounds the ringside floor in frustration before she starts looking amongst the other weapons that the fans have thrown to the ring whilst Amy seems to be running on fumes as we speak! Evie eventually finds a Kendo Stick and starts to twirl it around as Amy gets to her feet wearily as she is still feeling the effects of the Powerbomb, when Amy turns around Evie swings only for Amy to duck under the attack and cause the kendo stick to hit the ring post that Amy had been leaning against! Evie turns around only to get DDTed onto a chair by Amy who subsequently goes for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
And Evie gets the shoulder up! Rather than continue the fight outside Amy rolls Evie into the ring before grabbing the ladder she spotted earlier and sliding it into the ring, Amy rolls into the ring as well before setting it up near Evie's seemingly out cold form and climbing up to the top of the ladder, however just as Amy steadies herself familiar music starts to play.
Simone: Isn't that the old Metal and Punk Connection theme? Wolves of War by Burn Halo?
Adams: We haven't heard that in under a year, why play it now?
The song barely makes it past the intro before it cuts off and Amy stares at the ramp as if awaiting Jessie's appearance! This however costs her as Evie surprises her with an uppercut stunning the challenger before hitting her finisher off the ladder!
Simone: OH MY GOD! THE TOXIC MAID OF THE LADDER!
Adams: Either that was a mistake by the production crew or Jessie paid them off, doesn't matter because Amy just got robbed!
It takes Evie a few seconds to get her bearings but when she does she immediately goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!!!!!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner and STILL SCW BOMBSHELL ROULETTE CHAMPION! EVIE BAANG!
Simone: Evie retains the title in controversial fashion!
Adams: But what does this mean for Josh? He was the only who got Amy this title shot and was warned that there would be consequences if Amy lost!
Evie celebrates with her title as Jacob checks on Amy.
Seated in a director's chair while a team of stylists surround her, Lady Apple Coren looks rather bored as everyone hustles around her. Moving into sight, Pussy Willow can be seen walking along the hall speaking to her cameraman before spying Coren. Pussy can be seen debating on whether or not to approach the brunette who raises her eyes to catch the interviewer looking at her. Sighing as she fixes a rather condescending smile on her face as she taps her assistant and says something to her and points at Pussy Willow. Ivy nods and moves to where Pussy is standing.
Ivy the Assistant: Excuse me Ms Willow but Lady Apple would like to talk to you please.
Pussy follows Ivy who moves beside Apple and leans slightly towards her.
Ivy the Assistant: Ms Willow milady.
Pussy Willow: I keep saying you can call me Pussy.
Apple Coren: And I keep saying that I am not. And since we have reached that impasse, let's agree to disagree, shall we?
Pussy shrugs in defeat as she nods.
Pussy Willow: Well ok. So what did you want to talk to me about?
Apple Coren: I wanted to give you the exclusive about the fact that I am once more in Sin City Wrestling and that I have decided to provide myself with a singular interviewer and this is your chance to impress me before I decide. After all, there is a certain cache to having your own interviewer. Pity however that you are not exclusive but if you do well now, that might just change.
Pussy Willow: But I work for SCW...not you.
Apple Coren: Semantics and details really. I mean who wouldn't want to work for me, just ask Ivy. The perks are quite good I assure you.
Pussy turns to look at Ivy who is trying very hard to avoid eye contact. Pussy looks back at Apple and then shakes her head.
Pussy Willow: Look, I appreciate the offer but I like working for SCW. Maybe you might want to talk to someone else. But while I have you here, I want to ask you what are your plans now that you are back in SCW?
Apple Coren: My plans, why to dominate of course. How else do you see this going? I mean really, the level of talent here in SCW is so last season that I just naturally will excel. By the by, do you know that now I am in Sin City Wrestling, there is no where but right to the championship for me. But of course, you Americans believe in hard work to get there and of course there would be so many undeserving bombshells that would whine and cry that I, the obvious natural leader in the bombshell locker room be automatically given the title shot I deserve?
Apple notices that the team has stopped working on her hair and makeup as she had spoken. With a wave of her hand, she sets them back to work before addressing Pussy once more.
Apple Coren: I am prepared right now to face whomever the champion is however I do assure you that Mr.'s Underwood and Ward will not want that to happen so I am forced to constrain myself from lowering myself to the standards of a Jessie Salco or Kate Steele. Let me make one thing quite clear Ms Willow. I will not suffer fools like them if they decide that my honesty is too much for them. Should they decide to get ideas above their station, I will have no problem sending them crashing down around them.
Apple offers Pussy another very condescending smile and then begins to wave her away as the team continues to work on her hair and make up. Pussy offers Apple her thanks as she backs away leaving Lady Coren to her team of stylists.
The camera cuts backstage to where Ben Jordan is seen before his match, dressed ready for action, with his roulette championship over his shoulder and a concerned look etched on to his face. Ms. Rocky Mountains approaches him.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Are you ok, Ben?
Ben: Well, let's see, my special entrance thing has gone to hell so unfortunately, that ain't happening, me missus just went through hell, and me football team would be crap dog walkers because they can't hold a lead if their life depended on it, but other than that, everything is rosey.
Rocky looks at Ben, unsure if she should ask him anything else.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: You should put that out of your mind because you have a big match coming up a little later.
Ben: Mate, every match I'm in is a big match to be honest, well, mostly big matches cause it's what I'm here to do, but I have made it proper clear lately that this is certainly a match I'm really excited for, and no prat is gonna ruin that for me, I'll tell ya that for nothing.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ty seems determinded to become the Roulette champion tonight.
Ben: Well if ya not determinded, there's no point doing it, is there? I know the man is up for it, I know he's here and gonna do all he can do to get this thing from me and if he does, fair play to the man but he knows that I'm gonna give as good as I get. He knows I'm gonna bust me knackers to walk out holding this belt at the end of the night. He's aware of what I bring, I'm aware of what he brings, and the best man will win this one. I just feel I ain't ready to give up this gold just yet. I feel that I ain't done with being a champion just yet. I feel that I got a lot more to prove around here than most people and that's what I'm gonna do.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Does the match type worry you? It could be anything.
Ben: Nah, it's part and parcel of the division at the end of the day. I knew what I was getting myself into when I thought I could have a go at being in the division. I know SCW likes to throw a bizarre one in there to keep us on our toes, but still, I'm ready for it.
Ben looks at Rocky.
Ben: I don't mean to be rude, but I need to find me missus before the match, ain't every night ya end up wrestling with fire, is it?
Ms. Rocky Mountains nods in agreement as Ben wanders off.
Justin Decent climbs into the ring to the cheers of the fans. He plays to their screams for only a moment before bringing the microphone to his lips.
Justin: This match is for one fall...introducing first...from Los Angeles California accompanied to the ring by Crystal Hilton...SELEANA ZDUNICH!
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich is led through the entranceway by her girlfriend and tag team partner, Crystal Hilton. The two make their way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers them on.
Justin: And her opponent...
"The Enemy You Need" suddenly comes over the speakers as strobe lights begin to float around the arena. The curtain draws back as Trinity Jones comes walking out with Felicity Oswald right beside her. The dark stare from Trinity moves from side to side as the crowd is giving her a lot of respect. She descends down the ramp while keeping her eyes fixated on the ring.
Justin: Making her way down the aisle, first accompanied by Felicity Oswald, currently residing in Maui, Hawaii, she is "The Dragon" TRINITY JONES
Trinity smirks while bumping knuckles with a fan or two at ringside. She fist bumps Felicity before sliding into the ring. She remains on the canvas for three seconds before popping up to her feet and jumping onto the nearest turnbuckle. She let's out a roar while looking around the ring. She hops back down while removing the long trench coat and handing it to Felicity.
Simone: Tonight is the return of Trinity Jones and what a match up she has when she is going to go one on one with the wife of Crystal Hilton, Seleana Zdunich.
Adams: I don't think that will help her, Crystal can't fight this battle for her.
The referee calls both women into the middle of the ring and can be seen saying something to the two then motions for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: Here we go, both women looking for a win here tonight at Violent Conduct.
Adams: I have to warn Crystal to be on the look out for Kate Steele who is here tonight.
Inside the ring, Trinity and Seleana begin to circle before locking up in a collar and elbow tie up that Trinity manages to turn into a headlock then brings Zdunich over her hip with a headlock take down to the mat. Seleana turns and gets to her hands and knees as she fights against the headlock. Getting to a vertical base, Seleans pushes Trinity into the ropes and on the rebound takes her off her feet with a hard clothesline. Looking down at Trinity who has rolled towards the ropes, she stalks towards the downed Jones and picks her up by the hair and irish whips her into the opposite ropes and grabs her for a hip toss but Trinity is able to block it and then switches position and takes Seleana off her feet with a snap suplex that sends the blonde skidding across the ring. Trinity kips to her feet and turns to move towards Seleana but she rolls out of the ring near her wife to catch a breather for the moment. Looking at the pair, Trinity bounces off the opposite ropes then charges across the ring and launches herself through the ropes with a suicide dive that takes out both Seleana and Crystal.
Simone: Maybe you should be warning her about Trinity Jones Jason.
Adams: My god, it looks like Trinity broke both bombshells as well as herself.
Simone: And right now they are all being counted out.
Adams: Wait...there is some movement from Trinity and Seleana.
Seleana begins to crawl towards the ring apron as Trinity gets to her feet and staggers around the ringstairs to where Seleana has rolled into the ring. Slamming a hand on the apron, Trinity reaches for the ropes to pull herself to the apron and goes to slide into the ring but is met with a hard dropkick from Seleana that sends her crumpling to the floor. Seleana gets to the mat and rolls out of the ring to walk slowly towards Trinity and picks her up to throw her against the ring apron. Following her, Seleana grabs Jones by the back of the head and rolls her into the ring once more. Climbing in the ring behind her, Seleana gets to her feet first as Trinity is slower, her arm crossed over her chest as she fights to get her lungs filled with air.
Adams: It looks like Trinity has had the winds taken out of her sails with that whip into the ring apron.
Simone: She better hurry and get her breath back, Seleana isn't going to be merciful at all.
Trinity moves to the corner where she leans back against the turnbuckles. Seleana moves quickly to rock Jones' head back with a vicious clothesline in the corner. Trinity sags and drops in the corner. Seleana backs away and then uses a dropkick to Trinity in the corner before reaching down and pulling her into a pin.
Simone: Seleana going for a win.
Adams: She has Trinity down but is she out?
ONE!
Trinity reaches out with her arm forcing her shoulder off the mat. Seleana reacts with a hard right to the head of Trinity before standing and pulling Jones to her feet. She catches Jones by the back of the head and tries to bulldog her into the canvas but Trinity plants her feet and uses a hard elbow to chest of Zdunich which sends her stumbling to the side clutching her chest. Trinity leans over slightly and fights to take a couple of breaths as Seleana turns back towards her. Running slightly, Trinity uses a lou thesz press to take the blonde down before mounting her to drop repeated right hands against the head of Seleana who tries to cover and protect her head. Finally Trinity gets to her feet and pulls Zdunich to her feet and whips her into the corner following with a Fire breath splash in the corner. Seleana sags in the corner as Trinity backs away, intent on another splash but before she can, Seleana once more drops and rolls to the outside where she is checked on by Crystal.
Simone: Trinity mounting a comeback !
Adams: But wisely Seleana got out of Dodge. Although we are in Lancaster actually.
Simone: What are you talking about Jason? Wait...I don't want to know.
Trinity steps on the ropes and reaches over the top rope to grab Seleana by the hair and pull her up to the apron. Trinity helps her through the ropes into the ring and once she does, catches Seleana around the midsection trapping her arms before using a belly to belly suplex to bring her over onto the canvas. Seleana arches in pain as Trnity rolls over then pushes her shoulders to the mat. The referee drops to make the count but only gets to one before Seleana pulls her shoulder up. Trinity gets to her knees and then feet while pulling Seleana up. With Zdunich standing, Trinity tries to lock up Seleana's arms into the Dragon's Lair but Zdunich straightens and uses a back body drop on Jones. Trinity grabs her lower back as Seleana staggers away to catch her breath. Trinity is slow to get up as both women have done damage to the other.
Adams: What a fight with these two. I didn't think that we would see this kind of match on the return of Trinity Jones. I was expecting all kinds of ring rust and I am glad she proved me wrong.
Trinity moves toward Seleana intent on finishing her off however, Seleana drops to one knee to drive a shoulder into the midsection of Trinity then pulls on her legs to take her to the mat. Catching the two legs of Jones, Seleana rolls her over into a Boston Crab that she sits back on forcing pain into the midsection of Trinity who screams and covers her head trying to fight the pain. She reaches out to the ropes but is just slightly out of reach. Trinity puts her hands on the canvas and forces her body off the mat to take a slight move to the ropes as the referee is asking her if she wants to submit. Trinity says no loudly as Seleana forces her back to the mat by arching back. Trinity once more grabs at her head to fight the pain before reaching out for the ropes. Closer but still slightly away, Jones forces her body through the pain to make a final desperate grab for the ropes and catches them. The referee taps Seleana on the shoulder to force the break of the hold. Trinity pulls her legs to her body as she rolls out onto the ring apron.
Simone: Trinity looks in a bad way. Once Seleana senses tht her opponent is hurt, it is only a matter of time before she turns that hurt into a loss.
Seleana moves to grab a slow rising Trinity and pulls her back into the ring. Whipping her across the ring, Seleana catches the rebounding Jones with a dropkick that sends her to the mat. Dragging her towards the corner, Seleana sets up Trinity for a springboard moonsault that drives the wind from both women. Trinity lays on the mat as Zdunich moves slowly to make the cover.
Simone: Seleana must think that she has gotten Trinity to the point where a pinfall will work to end this match.
Adams: Trinity is still moving so Seleana needs to do something quick.
Trinity avoids the pin by rolling onto her stomach. Seleana gets to her feet as Trinity rises to her hands and knees. Moving to catch Jones, Seleana pulls her head against her side then watches the fans as she holds Trinity who is struggling to escape. Before she can, Seleana drops her with the Kattoga ddt in the middle of the ring. Rolling her over, Zdunich grabs her leg and folds her up for the pin. The referee drops to the mat and slaps it.
Simone: Seleana Zdunich going for the pin once more.
Adams: And Trinity I think is going to let her because she ain't moving.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner by pinfall...Seleana Zdunich!
Crystal rolls into the ring to celebrate with her wife as Trinity is checked on by the referee.
Simone: Seleana wins tonight over a very game Trinity Jones. Welcome back to SCW Trinity.
Trinity rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp as Seleana climbs the turnbuckles to hold her arms out for the fans as her music plays. Jumping down, she and Crystal leave the ring to head up the aisle.
The cameras go backstage to find Evie Baang, being looked over by one of the medics. Her Bombshell Roulette Championship still by her side, as the lady works away tirelessly cleaning up the cuts that she has suffered from her match with Amy Marshall.
Adams: Why is she still smiling? Evie just had the holy hell beat out of her?
Simone: She is a weird one.
There is a knock at the door, but the person doesn't wait to be invited in as Ben Jordan quickly steps into the scene. His Roulette Championship over his shoulder. Rushing over towards his wife, he doesn't waste a single second in checking up on her.
Ben: You alright?
Evie just turns to look at him, even though she has her trademark smile on her face he could tell she was sore.
Evie: I've been better... but, I'm fine.
Evie didn't look fine, she looked like a mess. She goes to let out a chuckle, but the pain on her midsection is enough to have her narrowing her eyes in pain.
Ben: You don't look fine.
Evie dismisses the lady, before she slides off the bed that she was sitting on. So, she can stand in front of her husband. Evie is staring Ben right in his eyes, at his last comment, before she pokes her right index finger into his bare chest. She went to argue with him, but she couldn't bring herself to do so. Taking a few steps forward, she slides into his arms, as she wraps her arms around his waist, giving him a hug.
Evie: I'll be fine, you worry to much. I just need a hot shower, a cup of tea... and
Before she finishes that sentence, Evie stops herself with a repulsed look on her face.
Evie: Eww, what have you done to me?
Ben chuckles, before he gives her another tight hug, resting his head on top of hers.
Ben: Tamed a lion, besides, you only gotta worry when I get ya watching Eastenders, it's like Home and Away, just better.
The scene quickly fades off back to ringside.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Mercedes, you're within striking distance of passing Roxi Johnson for most career wins in SCW history. Roxi had 53 in her career. You're at 51. Standing in the way are the teams of the champions Sam Marlowe and Caleb Storms and London Underground. Should you and Kain regain the World Mixed Tag Team Championship tonight, you'll not only be the first-ever two-time champions, but Kain will tie Goth and Rage for the most championships won by a male Superstar, and you will become an overall 11-time champion and the first-ever five-time tag team champion in SCW.
Rocky is silenced by a raise of Mercedes' hand.
Mercedes: That's great, Rocky. But you're forgetting two very important things here.
Mercedes holds one finger up.
Mercedes: Let's start with the obvious. Mistakes were made. Mistakes that Kain and I are going to fix tonight. And two?
She holds two fingers up.
Mercedes: Well, two is that I worked really hard to earn my way to that title match with London Underground at Summer XXXtreme. And after Kain and I won the titles, Sam Marlowe got handed a title shot after two matches. We're forgetting the fact that Sam was sidelined for several months. And she wants to call me entitled, she wants to say that I'm not relevant unless I'm holding a title?
Mercedes has a confused look on her face as she turns to the camera, then points at the camera.
Mercedes: Screw you!
An audible boo sounds throughout the arena.
Mercedes: Why would you fear me, particularly as a champ, if you never worry that I'll take your title? Sweetheart, we've been in the same company for three years, so you know better that I'm a threat to anybody, and that includes London Underground. You know, country and rock-and-roll isn't the only thing you and Caleb have in common, Sam. Like Caleb, you are just as opportunistic as he is. You better be just as selfish tonight and you better bring the fight because those fans, those same fans you claim are behind you will be the very same fans who will be disappointed if you fail.
Mercedes wags her finger at the camera, the sudden revelation brings an wide grin on her face evidently.
Mercedes: The only team who needs luck in this triple threat is you and Caleb. So the way I see it, either history repeats itself from Summer XXXtreme and Kain and I become champions at the expense of London Underground. Or....
Mercedes holds up one finger in a wait-a-minute gesture.
Mercedes: Or, we walk out of this match with those titles by beating the champions. That would be you and Caleb in this case.
She smiles.
Mercedes: Estar preparado para lo peor, esperar lo mejor.
Prepare for the worst, hope for the best.She pauses for effect, lowering her voice just above a whisper.
Mercedes: Y que la suerte está siempre en su favor.
And may the odds be ever in your favor.You see Casey backstage outside his locker room standing next to "Stoner" Scott Oliver. Casey looks ready for his match with Joshua Acquin tonight.
Scott: Casey, you look confident that you can defeat Joshua Acquin easily tonight. Why is that?
Casey: Well, look at the size of me. I am a fucking monster. Yeah, Joshua is not a small guy either, but smaller than me, and I know I can beat him pretty handily, as he is distracted with issues with the bombshells on the roster.
Casey smiles as Scott asks him the next question.
Scott: I see. What do you think about him calling himself greater than great?
Casey laughs at Scott's question, not to be rude, but the question itself was funny to Casey.
Casey: Well Scott, I look at it like this, he claims to be greater than great, yet the only title he has won, albeit twice, was the tag team titles. If he was so good, don't you think he would have won gold without the help of a partner. He claims that Jessie Salco has been the issue in his current tag team, that even though she may have been the one who took the fall for the team, makes him look bad nonetheless. He has not won a single singles title in his time in SCW. As this is a singles match, I, as a former Roulette Champion, stand to become the victor, not relying on anyone else, or blaming someone else for my own shortcomings.
Casey cackles as he he walks away from Scott as the scene fades to black.
Justin: The following match is for one fall... introducing first, weighing in at 370 pounds... he is the freight train of pain... Caaaaaaseeeeeey Willlliams....
The opening guitar riffs and drums hit, then the lyrics of "Trouble" by Five Finger Death Punch 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.
Justin: And his opponent, weighing in at 227 pounds from Las Vegas, Nevada... Joshuaaa Acquin
Jekyll and Hyde Hits the PA as Joshua walks out from the back with boos from the crowd. As he walks slowly to the ring he avoids all contact from fans. Once in the ring he goes up to the middle rope of the turnbuckle, drawing boos from the crowd as he holds up his arms.
Drew Patton is in the middle of the ring with Casey Williams and Joshua Acquin who are no strangers to one another inside the six-sided circle. He makes the rules clear before he motions for the bell.
DING DING DING!
As soon as the bell sounds Casey is flared up and ready to go as he charges towards Joshua. Josh is taken off his feet and speared into the canvas and the Sin City Wrestling fans let out a massive roar. Casey wastes no time in laying his fists into the side of Joshua's face, repeating the motion over and over until Drew steps in calling him off.
Adams: Casey seems mad?
Simone: When isn't he?
Adams: Good point.
Both men get back to their feet and Drew steps between them giving Joshua time to re-evaluate his game plan. Casey side steps Drew but walks straight into a chop, it doesn't over rock the giant as he is still planted to Joshua follows it up with another and another, driving Casey back into the ropes. Pushing him against them, Joshua reaches out and whips Casey across the ring, but one the return where Acquin is looking for a spike DDT, Casey comes in full steam ahead with a shoulder block dropping Joshua to the canvas once more.
Adams: Casey showing that size does matter.
Simone: It's still anyone's game.
While down on the canvas, Joshua sweeps the legs of Casey bringing the freight train of pain to his back with a thud. It doesn't take Acquin long before he snakes his way over and mounts Casey with some pay back punches of his own. Drew is on the scene reminding the guys to keep this one legal. Joshua rolls off Casey, before he gives him a helping hand up to his feet but as Casey is bent over he drives his knee into the unsuspecting face of Mr Williams.
Simone: That was a sick sounding thud.
Adams: Sick? I didn't know you were down with the youth of today.
Simone: I meant it sounded like Joshua might have done some damage.
Adams: Oh.
Joshua is looking for a spinning neck breaker but Casey steps back, before pushing himself into the ropes before he comes launching across the ring, driving Joshua down with an almighty clothesline. Not wasting any time, he picks up his opponent and slams him back first onto the canvas with a quick suplex before picking him up and rag dolling Joshua for three perfect German suplexes. On the third Casey rolls him over and hooks the leg looking to pick up the win.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Kick out by Joshua.
Simone: Acquin needs to find some momentum here.
Casey slaps the canvas in anger, but he doesn't waste any time as he gets back to his feet, dragging Joshua up with him before driving a stiff upper cut in his direction. Joshua rocks backwards and catches himself on the ropes. Casey comes rushing in towards him looking to clothesline him over the ropes but Joshua snakes out of the way just in time, sending Casey into he ropes. On the return Joshua jumps up and drives both of his knees into the spine of Casey with a back stabber. This time Joshua hooks the leg, looking for a swift victory.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Casey fires out of the pin fall, shoving Joshua off him. The two scrambles to make it up to their feet before they stare directly across to one another, shouting words to rile each other up.
Simone: Now's not the time for words you two.
Adams: You go let them know that, Belinda... I'm sure it will go down like a lead balloon.
The two rushes together locking up in the middle of the ring, the power struggle is won easily by Casey, but Joshua drops down to his knees, driving the top of his head into Casey's jaw for a jaw breaker. The freight train of pain is now clenching at his face, while Joshua sweeps his feet out from under him. Acquin leaps up to his feet, before he uses the ropes as a spring, before he comes crashing down with two knees to the chest of Casey. Casey tries to roll out of the way, but it's too late and Acquin is able to hook his leg on impact.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! kick out once again by Casey. Casey it up on his feet so is Joshua and he has had enough as he comes rushing towards Acquin, knocking into the corner before off loading left and right body shots. Joshua is backed up with no where to go as Casey drops his head and now drives his shoulder into the midsection of Acquin. Acquin tries his best to get free by driving his elbow into the spin of Casey but Williams doesn't quit. He just drags Aquin out of the corner claps his hands together around Acquin's back and powerfully flips Joshua to the canvas with a belly to belly suplex. Casey doesn't go for the pin, in fact he gets to his feet and drags Joshua across the ring. Acquin is frantically trying to kick his legs free but Casey's grip is too much. He bends down to scoop him up, looking a fireman's carry slam but Joshua is able to wiggle from the great heights of Casey's right shoulder.
Adams: Look out!
Joshua drives his knees into he back of Casey, dropping the big guy to his knees. Leaping to his feet Joshua rushes towards the ropes using them for power he runs back in looking a drive by knee. The sound of Joshua's knee making impact with the side of Casey's head claps around the area as Casey falls face first to the canvas. Joshua doesn't waste a single moment as he slides in and makes the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Casey somehow finds it within him to kick out.
Adams: I thought he was out cold.
Simone: I think we all thought that.
Joshua looks beside himself, as he gets back to his feet questioning Drew's counting ability as he is distracted Casey crawls back to his feet and makes light work of rushing up behind Joshua, wrapping his arms around his side for a bear hug. That move is long and drawn out before Casey tosses Joshua to the canvas with a side walk slam. As both men are on the canvas they take a moment to catch their breathe before Casey is back on the attack.
Adams: Casey looks like he wants to wrap this one up.
Casey grabs onto the crown of Joshua's head in his right hand, before he lifts him to his feet and with one sweeping move he picks Acquin up only to slam him down to the canvas with a sit out powerbomb.
Simone: BROKEN SOUL.
Adams: WHY ARE YOU YELLING?
Casey hooks the leg and Drew makes the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner... Caaaaaaaseeeeeyyyy Williams...
The freight train of pain gets to his feet to celebrate his victory with his hand being raised by Drew.
The cameras switch to where Ms. Rocky Mountains stands holding a microphone.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies and gentlemen, please welcome my guests at this time, London Underground.
Daniel Morgan leads Osbourne, Mackenzie Page and Charlotte Elliot in to the view of the camera, each member dressed to wrestle.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: In a few minute time, you will have the chance to regain the Mixed Tag Team championships, how are you feeling?
Daniel: We're feeling good, we're feeling calm, we're feeling like we do before every other match. There's no one to fear in that ring at all. If you put them four againsr us four, we'd still have sod all to worry about.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: There's a lot of former champions and obviously current champions in that ring.
Daniel: There's four former champions here love, what's your point?
Rocky looks taken back by Daniel's response.
Daniel: Look, let's keep it nice and simple, cause we gotta go out there in a few minutes. There's no one in the wrestling world that will ever take Kain or Caleb Storms seriously at all. There ain't many people out there that believe Sam Marlowe has fully recovered from injury. It wasn't one you click your fingers and it disappears, and we all know Mercedes is winding down a bit and only looking for that Hall of Fame spot. Now what you got here in front of you is four people ready to go, ready to fight, no age problems, no injury problems, no problems about being very crappy excuses for wrestlers, but four of the best right here, ready to take what's ours.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Which two of you guys will be wrestling tonight?
Daniel smiles at Rocky
Daniel: Just gonna have to wait and see in a few minutes.
Daniel nods his head to the side and the group walk away, leaving Rocky standing
The scene opens backstage where we see one half of the SCW Mixed Tag Team Champions Caleb Storms getting in some last minute warm-ups before he and Sam Marlowe get ready to defend the titles for the first time against the former champions Mercedes Vargas and Kain and London Underground.
Simone: Caleb is determined to make this reign last past the first defense.
Adams: And so is Sam!
Caleb finishes warming up and turns to the camera.
Caleb: Tonight, there is only one thing that matters as far as I'm concerned and that's me and Sam retaining the Mixed Tag Team Titles against Mercedes and Kain and London Underground, after that? Who knows? Maybe we'll get some fresh competition but there's one thing I do know.
Caleb says before grabbing the title.
Caleb: I'm not leaving without my half of the Mixed Tag Team Titles!
Caleb walks off as the scene fades.
Backstage, Sam Marlowe can be seen walking to the catering area. Dressed ready to wrestle in a white and silver halter and hotpant combo, she has the mixed tag title belt over her shoulder. Reaching out for a bottle of water, she turns to find Pussy Willow standing there with a cameraman. Sam rolls her eyes and then smiles at her friend.
Pussy Willow: Sam, tonight you face one hell of a challenge when you face London Underground and Mercedes Vargas and Kain. What do you think is going to happen in the ring tonight?
Sam Marlowe: Tonight I am going to be stepping into that ring that will see me defend this title with my partner Caleb Storms and if truth be told, I am going to make sure that win or lose, those two teams will realize that I am a force to be reckoned with in Sin City Wrestling. But I will say that should we lose these titles, I am going to be looking at getting ready to once more move up the singles ranks. But that just might be for the future because I intend to remain Mixed Tag champion tonight.
Pussy Willow: Well you do know that Mercedes and Kain are really looking forward to taking the belts back and I am sure that London Underground aren't going to take it easier on either team.
Sam Marlowe: Nope, tonight is going to be a fight and we all are going to know that we were in one. And if you ask me, all of us are worthy of this belt but tonight, it is our match that in my opinion will be the match of the night. Now if you will excuse me, I have to go find Caleb and discuss some strategy for tonight.
With that comment, Sam pats her friend on the shoulder and moves out of the camera's view leaving Pussy to watch her walk away.
Justin: The following triple threat mixed tag team match is one fall to a finish -- and it is for the World Mixed Tag Team Championship!
The fans cheer!
Justin: Introducing first...!
The lights in the arena dim slightly as the distinct opening chords of Imagine Dragons "I'm So Sorry" starts to play over the speaker. The drumbeat kicks in as every eye in the area looks towards the entrance ramp. Images of London flashes on the main screen, along with the members of London Underground. The fans boo as Daniel J Morgan, Osbourne, Mackenzie Page and Charlotte Elliot walk on to the ramp.
Justin: From Bethnal Green, East London, England, they are Daniel J Morgan, Osbourne, Charlotte Elliot and Mackenzie Page, they are the challengers ... London Underground!
The four stand calmly, Daniel looks around the crowd as the stoned faced, emotionless Osbourne stands behind him. To either side of them, Mackenzie stands focused, while Charlotte stands stone faced. Daniel looks back with a tilt of the head, nodding towards the ring. The four slowly start to walk down the ramp, mostly ignoring the fans as they move along. Daniel gets to the ring first, a picture of calmness on his face as he looks up at the ring and starts to walk up the steps. He lifts his nearest legs to the ropes and steps in the ring, ducking his body and moving in to the ring. He puts his arms out to the fans as the emotionless Osbourne joins him in the ring, just standing in the middle of the ring, his left hand on his right as a smile crosses Daniel's face. Mackenzie and Charlotte join the two in the ring and quickly moves towards the ropes, both women climbing on them, unaffected by their boos. The women jump down and join the men in the middle of the ring.
Simone: This team shocked the wrestling world when they debuted at such a staggering rate of success! And now they are getting their chance to regain what they lost, namely the mixed tag team titles!
Adams: But which two will be competing?
Justin: And their opponents...!
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, 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 partner to arrive.
Justin: Introducing her tag team partner...!
As the crashing riffs of Metallica's Battery plays loudly on the speakers, Kain appears from the curtain, alone and unafraid. He walks down the ramp with a confident step, snarling with rage. He looks to his left and right, trash-talking to the fans, letting him know that he's ready for tonight and will do whatever it takes to win.
Justin: From Detroit, Illinois, weighing two hundred and forty pounds ... Kain!!
As he climbs the steps, he laughs in their face and continues to boast. Stepping into the ring, he steps onto the center of the ring, raising his right fist in the air and looking straight at the camera as the pyro from all corners of the ring. Then he gets into his corner and looks towards the entrance ramp, staring silently and awaiting his opponent alongside Mercedes.
Adams: Boy Kain looks anxious to start this!
Simone: And why not? He and Mercedes made further history when they defeated London Underground to win yet another laurel to their Grand Slam record, and after the upset loss against Sam Marlowe and Caleb Storms, they want those titles back!
Justin: Introducing the reigning and defending World Mixed Tag Team Champions ...!
The opening scream for the song "Test Your Metal" by Unleash The Archers is heard over the PA and the lights start flashing across the arena before Caleb comes out head banging along to the song before he poses for the crowd at the top of the ramp.
Justin: Introducing, from Syracuse, New York and weighing in at 220lbs, he is "The Metal Storm" Caleb Storms!
Caleb makes his way down the ramp slapping hands with the fans as he makes his way down the ramp before sliding into the ring and throwing up the metal horns as he waits for the match to start.
Justin: And his partner...!!
"Invincible by Hedley begins to play as a familiar redhead walks out onto the stage of the show where she stops and looks over the crowds who begin to chant her name as Justin brings the microphone to his lips.
Justin: Introducing from Houston Texas, she has been known as SCW's sweetheart, she is 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.
Adams: I bet Caleb is feeling reallllly lucky to have a bird like Sam Marlowe as his partner!
Simone: Considering Sam is a former World and Roulette Champion, I should imagine so.
Adams: Not what I meant but I'll take it!
The championship belts are handed over to Jacob Summers who shows them off to both challenging teams before he raises them up high! Jacob passes the belts out to Justin and calls for the bell...
DING DING DING!
And the answer as to who would compete in the role for London Underground is answered as immediately the human tank Osbourne goes after Kain, clubbing him down to the mat as Mackenzie Page grabs Mercedes Vargas and spins her around and the two women begin to exchange blows!
Adams: Is answer question!
Mackenzie comes out on top of that exchange as she buries a knee into Vargas's midsection and then begins to strike hard and fast with repeated shoot style knee strikes up into Mercedes's upper body and head! One hard knee and Vargas is flat on her back when Sam Marlowe comes up from behind Mackenzie and rolls her up into a school girl pin!
ONE!
Page kicks out!
Simone: Oh Mackenzie does NOT look happy that Sam almost stole one at her expense!
Adams: What does she expect? It's a triple threat!
Osbourne has Kain down and is laying in the boots, then turns around and finds his other opponent, Caleb Storms perched on the top of the nearest corner! Caleb leaps and connects with a missile dropkick, but it only staggers the big man back a few steps!
Simone: It's not easy to take a man the size of Osbourne off of his feet!
Caleb is quick on his feet, and right back up to the top of the near corner! He leaps again, this time for a flying body press only to have Osbourne easily catch him in mid-air!
Simone: Not the smartest move on Caleb's part!
Kain gets to his feet and Osbourne uses Caleb in a unique manner by literally spearing the King of Kings with Storms, using the smaller man like a dart!
Across the ring, Mackenzie and Sam are circling the ring, the hot headed Page talking trash while Sam lets her harsh words slide right off of her! The two Bombshells lock up and immediately Mackenzie takes control, taking her arm into an extended wrist lock and wrenching it. Mackenzie lays in a forearm down into the extended limb, then brings a knee up into it, working it over as is her custom! Sam, however, is highly experienced and she counters by performing a cart wheel, then dropping to her knees and taking Mackenzie to the mat with a foreman's carry takedown into an armbar! Mackenzie works her way up onto her knees and Sam thinks quickly, switching tactics and taking control of her opponent with a front facelock. But no sooner does Mackenzie force her way to a standing position while in the hold, than Mercedes Vargas comes from out of nowhere with a flying clothesline on Marlowe that also has the effect of DDTing Mackenzie's skull into the mat!
Adams: Now THAT was quick thinking by the Grand Slam Champion, Mercedes Vargas!
Mercedes quickly covers Sam and hooks the inside leg!
ONE!
TWO!
Sam kicks out!
Mercedes then goes to her second opponent and rolls Mackenzie over onto her back and covers her!
ONE!
TWO!!
Mackenzie kicks out!
Adams: Mercedes isn't wasting any time in trying to go for the pin!
Simone: Which is very smart on her part because anything can happen to cause a loss in these triple threat matches! The sooner you end it, the better!
The men are just as competitive as Osbourne reaches down and grabs both Caleb as well as Kain by their respective arms and he yanks them up to their feet! Osbourne sends both men into the ropes but both Kain and Caleb counter, ducking under Osbourne's arms and delivering a pair of boots to the midsection that staggers the big man. Caleb and Kain then fight fire with fire and they send Osbourne into the ropes!
Simone: Some teamwork between opponents?
Adams: They have to against a man like Osbourne!
Kain and Caleb link hands for a double clothesline but Osbourne has the same idea and his bulk allows him to get there first, clotheslining both Kain and Caleb down to the mat! The crowd cheers!
Adams: Probably the only time Ozzy ever had the people pop for him!
Osbourne grabs them again, bringing them up to their feet! He sends them into the ropes a second time and this time Caleb and Kain come flying off the ropes, Kain with a hard clothesline and Caleb with a dropkick that FINALLY fells the big man! Kain and Caleb BOTH jump on top of Osbourne for the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Osbourne THROWS both men off of him!
Simone: Now THAT is a display of power!
Adams: But who would have won if he hadn't kicked out!?
As Osbourne pulls himself up to his knees, Kain delivers an Ennzugari that keeps him staggered, and Caleb uses the ropes as a springboard, bringing Osbourne down once again and into a cover!
ONE!
Kain drags Caleb off by the boot!
Adams: Well so much for teamwork against the big man!
Caleb stands up and an exchange of words that would make a sailor blush ignites between Kain and Caleb!
Mercedes grabs two handfuls of Mackenzie's hair and throws her through the ropes and to the outside, before she turns her attention back on Sam Marlowe!
Simone: Smart tactic there by Mercedes; get one of her opponents out of the ring so she can focus on the other.
Mercedes then begins delivering the boots to Sam's prone body before she drags her up roughly by the hair and grates her face across the top rope, resulting in a nasty rope burn! Mercedes then shoves Sam back into the corner and kicks her boot up against Marlowe's throat, choking her as Jacob counts against her!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR! ...
And Mercedes breaks!
Adams: What was Jacob going to do if he reached five? You can't disqualify someone in a triple threat!
Simone: Force of habit?
Mercedes grabs Sam by the arm and pulls her from the corner for a discus clothesline, but Sam counters, ducking the maneuver and taking her down into a backslide pin!
ONE!
TWO!
Vargas kicks out!
Sam takes Mercedes and goes to send her into the near corner but Vargas reverses it! Mercedes comes charging in but Samantha nails her square in the face with a roundhouse kick that flattens her! Sam then jumps into the ropes and uses them for a Lionsault, landing atop of Mercedes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
Mackenzie reaches into the ring and drags Sam off of Mercedes and out of the ring!
Simone: Mackenzie may have been out of the ring but she was not out of the match!
Samantha takes a swing at Mackenzie but the Londoner gets in the first shot, then wraps Sam up and throws her INTO the ring steps with an Exploder suplex!
Adams: Poor Sam!
Simone: That crash was heard EVERYWHERE!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
And Mackenzie turns around and Mercedes DIVE BOMBS her with a suicide dive through the ropes and she wipes Mackenzie as well as herself out!
Simone: The Bombshells may very well be out of this one!
The war of words between Caleb and Kain has turned into a slug fest as the two Superstars trade lefts and rights to each others heads and bodies!
Adams: Yeah I don't think it's the smartest thing to trade blows with a fighter like Kain!
Kain manages to get Caleb back into the near corner, trapped where he begins letting loose with a stinging barrage of head and body shots while Storms tries to shield himself! But Osbourne is back up and he wraps his huge arms around Kain's waist from behind and hits a release German suplex that sends the King of Kings the length of the ring! Osbourne then turns around to go to work on Caleb -- when Caleb lashes out with a boot to super kick the big man right in the face! Osbourne staggers back, trying to maintain his balance -- and Caleb super kicks him a second time!
Simone: Still Osbourne is not going down!
Caleb then springs to the top and leaps for a missile dropkick -- and FINALLY Osbourne goes down! Caleb covers him!
ONE!
TWO!
Osbourne gets a shoulder up!
Adams: Oh that was close!
Not easing up, Caleb quickly climbs back up to the top as Osbourne gets back to his feet! Osbourne turns to the corner and Caleb leaps for a flying hurricanrana -- but Osbourne catches him and POWERBOMBS him into the mat!
Adams: OH!!!
But Osbourne does not let go and he powers Caleb up and powerbombs him a second time! He keeps hold of him and scoops him up...
Simone: Again!!?
And he drives Storms down with a sit out powerbomb! Suddenly Kain comes flying right into Osbourne with a Shining Wizard strike that knocks him off of Caleb! Kain instead steals the cover and covers Storms, hooking the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Simone: They did it! Kain and Mercedes are two-time World Mixed Tag Team Champions!
The crowd boos (with scattered cheers) as Mercedes crawls into the ring and Kain helps her up and Jacob presents them with the belts!
Justin: Here are your winners, and NEW World Mixed Tag Team Champions -- Kain and Mercedes Vargas!!!
The new champions celebrate while Sam checks on Caleb and the members of London Underground stand on the outside of the ring, looking extremely displeased!
Sam moves backstage, shoulder visibly empty and a dejected look on her face as she is approached by Pussy who offers her a sympathetic pat on the shoulder.
Pussy Willow: Hey Sam, sorry about your loss tonight and the fact that you lost the tag titles too.
Sam smiles as she is handed a towel by someone and uses it to rub off the sweat that is on her forehead preventing the salty liquid from reaching her eyes.
Sam Marlowe: You know what Pussy, I ain't sad about the loss at all. Well, let me qualify that for you. I am sorry that we lost the titles and I am sorry that I feel that I let the fans down..
Pussy Willow: You didn't let the fans down. I mean you went out there like a house on fire and you did what you could to retain the belts but it just wasn't your night.
Sam nods as Pussy speaks, the towel clenched in her hand and rubbed across her neck.
Sam Marlowe: Listen, congrats to the new Tag champions, they deserve it and now I can make some moves in the bombshell division that I think I need to. I mean that there are some things still unfinished for me that I want to do. Maybe now is the time to start to work my way up once more. After all, there are some other titles that I have held before and there is one that I think I am perfectly suited for considering that I wasn't able to get an opportunity to regain. Maybe that is something I might do. But for right now, I am going to go back to the bombshell locker room, take a long hot shower then I am going to watch the rest of the card. I'll think about what I want to do tomorrow.
Pussy Willow: You will let me be the first to break the story on what you decide right?
Sam who had been walking away stops and turns to her friend.
Sam Marlowe: When I know Pussy, you will be the first to know.
Sam once more swipes the towel across her face before backing away with a smirk. Pussy watches her as she heads to the locker room area and disappears around the corner.
Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall introducing first...
As the beat of Childish Gambino's "Sunrise" floods the arena PA, purple and white lights above the stage pulse to the sound of the music. The screen at the top of the stage lights up, writing out COURT in purple lettering as the SCW newcomer comes out from behind the curtain and out onto the stage.
Justin: Weighing in at 123 pounds, from Long Beach, California Courtney Pierce!
She does not interact with the fans lining the ramp on the way down to the ring, staying in the center of the ramp even though her eyes are out, scanning the signs around the arena. As she gets down to the floor area she takes two running steps before rolling under the bottom rope and into the ring. As she pops up to her feet, the music cuts off and the lights in the arena die out around her.
Justin: And her opponent... hailing from Kyle Canyon, Nevada... Effie Bingham
Misery Business by Paramore hits over the p.a as Effie appears at the top of the ramp as the base begins and walks down immediately, not even stopping when flipping off the occasional fan. She gets to the apron and pulls herself up. She puts her back to the ropes before winking and flipping herself backwards over the top rope, landing on her feet on the other side. With a evil grin she backs up into a corner, leaning and waiting.
St John checks both women for weapons before indicating for the bell to be rung...
DING DING DING!
Pierce and Bingham lock up in the centre of the ring for a moment, until Pierce get the upper hand, as she grabs Bingham's arm and twists it, which Bingham straight away begins to fight, as she grips at Pierce's hand and slowly but surely, she reverses the hold and counters. As soon as she counters, Bingham goes to whip Pierce into the ropes but Pierce counters and grabs Bingham by the head to take her down to the mat, which Pierce bounces off the ropes and hits a low clothesline before going for a pin...
Simone: What a quick start to this match... both ladies countering moves before Courtney hits a low clothesline to Effie almost taking her head off.
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout...
Bingham kickouts, as Pierce says nothing and gets to her feet, where she picks Bingham up from the mat and to her feet, but Bingham pushes Pierce away who swings at Bingham ducks the wild swing and as they turn Bingham leaps up and hits a hurricanrana on Pierce. Bingham climbs to her feet as does a dizzy Pierce... Bingham rushes in towards Pierce but Pierce catches Bingham with a back-heel kick, which Bingham doubles over. Pierce grabs Bingham's hand and whips her into the ropes and as Bingham comes back, Pierce hits a dropkick to Bingham sending her to the mat.
Adams: Bingham kicks out at two, as Pierce tries to continue working over Bingham, but Bingham has other plans and hits a beautiful hurricanrana. But Pierce isn't fazed and continues to work over Bingham.
Pierce stands to her feet and looks at Bingham who lays on the mat dazed and holding her chest, as Pierce moves in, Bingham kicks her away. Both ladies then slowly make their way to their feet, as Bingham charges at Pierce, however, she slides through Pierces legs and out of the ring before grabbing one of Pierce's legs before yanking it away forcing Pierce to fall to the mat. Bingham climbs onto the apron before climbing the ropes to the top, however, Pierce is back on her feet and rushes to where Bingham is, she grabs Bingham and throws her off. Bingham holds her back in pain, as Pierce goes to grab her, but Bingham avoids Pierce and slides out of the ring holding her back.
Simone: Just as you think Effie gets back into this match Pierce just puts a stop to it. Effie is struggling here, and she needs to do something here.
Pierce is back to her feet, she watches Bingham as she yells at her to come back into the ring before moving to the ropes and holds the bottom one down, inviting her to come back in but she doesn't and instead moves around the ring to give herself a few extra moment before then climbing back in.
Bingham stretches a little before moving back in, where she and Pierce circle the ring as Pierce goes into lock up, but she dips down and turns and hits a dropkick to the back of Bingham. Bingham goes down arching her back in pain, but Pierce isn't down yet, and she moves to Bingham and pulls her to her feet, before hitting a scoop slam. Before Bingham can move, Pierce grabs Bingham and forces her back down as Pierce follows up with springboard legdrop.
Adams: Pierce isn't allowing Bingham to a moment to recover, as Pierce this a springboard legdrop and goes for a cover.
Pierce then goes for a cover...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout...
Pierce doesn't dwell long on the kickout, as she pulls Bingham up into a sitting position, where she pushes a knee into Bingham's spine, as she grabs her arms and yanks them back. Bingham grimaces in pain as she slowly adjusts herself and begins to fight, as she gets to a single, as she begins to twist, as she gets to her feet forcing Pierce to feet, as Bingham then boots Pierce in the stomach but Pierce responds by shoving Bingham back into the ropes and as Bingham comes back to tries for a cross body but Pierce catches her before placing her on shoulders, but Bingham wriggles free and lands behind Pierces, where she puts her in a headlock, but Pierce grabs Bingham and hits a jaw breaker, which stuns Bingham. Pierce stands to her feet and goes for an enziguri but Bingham ducks and as Pierce stands and turns around, Bingham kicks Pierce in the gut and hits her own enziguri taking Pierce down to the mat.
Simone: Bingham is holding on in this match, as she escapes the hold of Pierce but instead is caught by a jawbreaker from Pierce, but Bingham although dazed by the jawbreaker avoids the enziguri.
Adams: And hits one of her own. Bingham goes for a cover...
Bingham covers Pierce...
ONE!
TWO!
Kickout!
Bingham shakes her head, as she tries for another kickout...
ONE!
Kickout!
Simone: Bingham trying to catch Pierce off guard, but Bingham has to do a lot more.
Bingham slaps the mat, as she slaps the face of Pierce a couple of time before standing up, where she grabs the hair of Pierce and pulls her up to her feet, where she hits a couple forearm shots before whipping Pierce into the ropes and as Pierce comes back, Bingham hits a dropkick on her. Bingham climbs to her feet and stomps on Pierce a few times before moving to the ropes, where she climbs the ropes and then leaps off hitting a moonsault leg drop connecting on Pierce.
Adams: Bingham is definitely back in this match now and she is making up for lost time in this match.
Bingham crawls over to Pierce and climbs on top before delivering slaps and forearms to the face of Pierce, as St John moves in and yells at Bingham to stop but Bingham ignores her until St John begins to count...
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: Bingham was close to getting DQ's here, but she stops begrudgingly, which gives Pierce a change to roll away and out of the ring.
Bingham rolls away to avoid getting disqualified, as she climbs to her feet as Pierce rolls away and out of the ring to give herself a chance in this match. St John continues to admonish Bingham, but Bingham ignore here and looks for Pierce.
Climbing out of the ring, Bingham moves to where Pierce is and she grabs Pierce pulling her to feet, however, Pierce slaps Bingham and shoves her away but this doesn't phase Bingham, who rubs her face as she then moves back in and kicks Pierce in the stomach before grabbing her hair as then then throws Pierce against the barriers. St John who looks over the top rope yells at them to come back into the ring before beginning her count.
Adams: Pierce made the right decision to leave the ring, although her rest bite is only brief as Bingham is back on her and throws Pierce into the barriers with a great clatter.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Bingham pulls Pierce back to her feet and throws her back into the ring, as she follows her in close behind. Bingham gets to her feet and watches Pierce for a few moments. Pierce slowly move to her hands and knee, which Bingham then rushes in and hits the 'Empress'' – Blackout. Bingham then goes for a pin...
Simone: Bingham throws Pierce back into the ring and then stalks Pierce.
Adams: Bingham hits the Empress and its game over for Pierce.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING
Justin: The winner of this match via pinfall... Effie Bingham.
Bingham's music hits over the p.a as the ref helps Bingham to her feet and then raises her arm in victory.
Earlier this evening...
Backstage, we find Pussy Willow standing before the large SCW Roulette Wheel, stationed against the backdrop with the official banner of Violent Conduct V. On her left stands the reigning Roulette Champion of the men's division, "the Cockney King" Ben Jordan, and to her right, Ben's challenger, Ty West.
Pussy Willow: Fans, later this evening, my two guests at this time will be meeting inside of the six-sided ring for the SCW Roulette Champion, with Ben Jordan...
She indicates Ben with a hand and he smiles as was his nature, nodding his head to her.
Pussy Willow: ... And the challenger, Ty West...
This time she indicates the tall and handsome Ty who nods, saluting her with a smile.
Pussy Willow: ... And right now we will be deciding the fate of these two men. Are you lads ready?
Both champion and challenger state that they are indeed ready to find out what sort of match stipulation they will be in this evening. Pussy takes hold of one of the spokes on the wheel and gives it a hard spin. Around and around it goes with Ben and Ty watching with extreme interest. It goes past several match stipulations, among them including;
Submission...
Boiler Room...
Parking Lot Brawl...
Tuxedo....
Ben: I know, I know! "Please let it be Tuxedo!"
Ben and Ty both smile as Pussy Willow blushes and averts her eyes as the wheel slows down and finally lands upon...
Pussy Willow: Steel cage! The Roulette Championship will be defended tonight in the confines of a steel cage!
Both Ben and Ty's eyes widen a little. ben exhales and extends a hand in good sportsmanship and Ty accepts. They shake hands and each go their separate ways as the camera fades out...
The camera returns to ringside where the six-sided ring now has the fifteen foot steel cage erected around it!
Adams: A steel cage! I can't believe two of the most popular fellas we have in SCW are about to fight in a steel cage! Do you think they'll hold back?
Simone: Maybe at first but with the Roulette Championship on the line, that won't last! Not for long!
Drew Patton stands inside of the ring as Justin makes the initial introductions.
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is a Steel Cage match and it is for the Sin City Wrestling Roulette Championship!
Cheers from the fans!
Justin: Introducing the challenger! Hailing from Tucson, Arizona... 'Pretty' Ty West!
The bass kicks up as a heavy fog fills the stage. Yellow and red lights illuminate it until the back of a man is seen through it. The lights vibrate with the base until singing starts and "Pretty" Ty West turns, raising his fists into the air to the mixed reaction of the fans. He arrogantly waves them off with a cocky smirk until he reaches the encaged ring. Once he climbs inside of the steel cage enclosed ring, he climbs the turnbuckle, letting out a primal 'roar' before jumping down, cracking his neck as he bounces from one leg to the other.
Simone: Do not let those pretty looks fool you. Ty West took the World Champion Fenris to the absolute limit and you can rest assured he'll do the same to Ben Jordan here tonight!
Justin: And his opponent...!
The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.
The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman.
Justin: Making his way down the aisle! From London, England, weighing 220 pounds, he is the current reigning and defending Roulette Champion -- Ben Jordan!
He stands outside the ring, looking up at cage, before moving to the door and entering. He ducks down and in to the ring through the middle and top rope and spins in to the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves towards the center of the ring, looking at his opponent.
Adams: Does Ben ever not look like he's in a good mood?
Simone: You'd be hard pressed to remember a time but you can be certain that Ty has every intention of wiping that smile off of his face.
Ben passes the Roulette title belt over to Drew who shows it to Ty who pats the gold plate for luck. Drew then holds the belt up high and the crowd cheers at what is at stake! Drew passes the championship bet out to Justin and the steel cage door is closed and locked!
Adams: Here it comes!
Drew calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Both men immediately charge towards each other and meet right in the center of the ring in a trading of bone jarring blows to each others faces!
Simone: And already they are going at it and not holding back!
With each forearm taken, they return one in kind until Ben takes advantage with a series of forearms that staggers the challenger, but West fights back and kicks Jordan in the stomach, doubling him over! Ty then lands a knife edge chop to Ben's pecs and then grabs Ben's arm and sends him into the ropes with an Irish whip and he leaps, connecting square in the chest with a high knee that carries enough force that it knocks Ben through the ropes and right onto the ring apron! Ty quickly climbs up to the top rope but Ben is back onto his feet and mounts the same corner from the outside and he takes West by the hair and slams his face into the steel and sends him toppling from the top and back to the mat inside in a hard landing!
Adams: This isn't the first cage match Ben has been in! He knows how to use it.
Simone: I imagine that it is the fist cage match he's been in though against a man he respects.
Ben jumps down into the ring and grabs Ty and Irish whips him into the far corner but Ty runs up to the second turnbuckle and turns around, then leaps for a double axe handle but Jordan blocks it and wraps his arms around West's waist and throws him over with an overhead suplex! Ben takes hold of Ty, pulling him to his feet and then displays some of his own raw strength as he picks him upside down over his shoulder in an inverted body vice and starts to spin in circles before letting him go, and Ty lands in a hard heap on the mat!
Simone: Ben Jordan has been in control of this match thus far.
Adams: Maybe Ty is lulling Ben into a false sense of security? Simone: Well if he is, he'd better do something to show the fact or else this title match will be over before the challenger can take advantage! Ben goes for a whip into the ropes but Ty reverses it and sends Ben in instead! Ben attempts a springboard cross body but Ty follows him right in and dropkicks him, causing Ben's face to smash the steel cage! Ben topples backwards and lands right on the back of his head with his leg caught in between the top and middle rope! Adams: When was the last time you saw that big Ty West throw a dropkick!? Simone: Hard to say but it certainly paid off and at the champion's expense! Ty, seeing the champion's awkward positioning, runs off of the ropes and baseball slides right into his body with a cannonball dive, crushing his two hundred and fifty pounds atop Jordan! Ty repeats this and the second time has enough force to knock Ben loose from the ropes where West drags him to his feet and takes hold of his arm and brings him down into the Kimura lock! Adams: Bloody hell! Look at how Ty has Ben's arm twisted! Simone: I have never known Ben Jordan to tap out but if anything could, this hold might do the job! The fans shout encouragement from the outside of the cage! Ben's eyes clench shut as Ty keeps his arm contorted in a painful and unnatural manner! Ben yells out as his arm and shoulder both threaten to pop and he struggles towards the ropes and grabs the bottom strand with his free arm in hopes of it being broken! Simone: It's a steel cage match though! I don't think that rule applies! Adams: Do any rules apply inside of a cage!? Ty finally lets him go on his own and pulls him up to lock the Octopus submission on but falls back with it, pinning Jordan's shoulders to the mat!
ONE!
TWO!
Ben kicks out! Adams: I was wondering if this cage match was pins and submissions or escaping the cage! Simone: I'm glad it's pins and submissions. I hate the other kind. Adams: Yeah, so does Chris apparently! Ty again pulls Ben up to his feet and goes to throw him into the near corner but Ben hangs on and reverses it. Ben moves in but eats boot as Ty brings both feet up to greet him the hard way! Ty turns his back and starts to climb the corner, reaching the middle turnbuckle, when Ben gets up behind him and brings him down with a German suplex from the middle rope! Simone: Oh my god! That could have done Ty West in right then and there! Ben covers Ty!
ONE!
TWO!
Ty gets a shoulder up! Adams: I'm surprised that suplex didn't knock Ty out! Simone: Ty West won't go down that easily! Ben stands and starts to go up top but Ty gets up and falls back against the ropes, causing Ben to lose his balance and sending him to the small area of the floor between the cage and the ring! Ty calmly waits, regaining his bearings as Ben gets to his feet, then he gets a running start and attempts a suicide leap thru the ropes but Ben dodges it and Ty crashes into the cage! Adams: Bloody hell! Ty could have knocked himself out! Crowd: Holy shit! Holy shit! Ben slowly steps outside onto the apron and drags him up and short-arm clotheslines him back into the ring! Ben follows where he picks the challenger up and again displays his strength by performing a dead lift waist lock into a gut wrench suplex! Ty arches his back, his eyes clenches and mouth wide open in an expression of pain! Ben covers Ty and hooks the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
Ty kicks out! Simone: That suplex took a lot out of Ty but the man is a FIGHTER! Ben grabs his challenger to pull him to his feet and Ty slams right into the champion's body, using his own body to bull Ben back into the corner! But before Ty can begin his assault, Ben socks him with a right to the jaw, staggering him! Ben then sits onto the top of the corner but Ty recovers fast enough to grab Jordan with his arms wrapped around Ben's own, pinning them to his waist, and he brings him crashing down from the top with a belly to belly superplex! Adams: HOLY-- Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! Adams: Hey I wanted to say that! Ty covers Ben and hooks the inside leg!
ONE!
TWO!
Ben kicks out! Simone: And now it looks like Ty West is back in control! Ty grabs Ben up from behind in a double chickenwing, but Ben places a foot around West's ankle, fighting his intentions off! Ty lets go long enough to land two hard kidney shots, then grabs him back into the double chickenwing and takes Ben over into a bridging tiger suplex!
ONE!
TWO!
Ben kicks out again!
Ty kicks Ben in the side of the head and drags the champion to his feet! Ty goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Ben holds onto the ropes, preventing himself from ricocheting! But Ty comes charging in anyway and hits Ben with a spear that has enough force to put BOTH champion and challenger through the ropes and they both crash against the side of the cage! Simone: I hate to say this but I think this steel cage match is more Ty's speciality than it is Ben's!! Ben seems almost reluctant to use the cage! Adams: Pretty damn obvious that Ty doesn't feel the same way! Both men are down and hurt on the apron, between the ring and the cage! Ty recovers first and rolls Ben back inside where he pulls Ben up from behind. Ty ducks down and tucks his head between the champion's legs and slowly picks him up onto his shoulders -- then falls backward with a bridging Ocean cyclone suplex! Adams: New champion!? ONE!
TWO!
THR -- Ben kicks out! Simone: ALMOST! Ty immediately starts laying in a series of right hands into Ben's face, stunning the champion! West pulls him to his feet and goes for a short-arm clothesline but Ben ducks and brings the champion down with a Hangman's Neckbreaker! Simone: Smooth counter by the champion but now they're both down! Adams: Can they be counted out in a cage match? Simone: According to Drew, yes! Drew Patton stands over both men and is counting!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!...
Holding the back of his head, Ty rolls over and under the bottom rope, collapsing to the outside! Ben follows him to the outside and grabs two handfuls of West's hair and starts slamming his face into the cage over and over! Adams: What were we saying about Ben not using the cage??? Simone: First blood! Ben has drawn first blood! Indeed a large gash has been opened up on Ty's forehead and a flow of crimson begins trailing down his handsome face! Ben seems almost regretful at this but shrugs it off and drags him up and picks him up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry and throws him off, face-first into the cage! Rolling the challenger back into the ring, Ben picks him up with his bloody head in between his knees, dropping him in a piledriver! Adams: Oh this one is it! it's over! Ben covers him!
ONE!
TWO!
THR- Ty kicks out!!! Simone: How did Ty kick out!? Ben scoop slams West down to the mat with authority, then proceeds to climb to the top rope and jump off, landing a guillotine legdrop across his throat! He covers him again!
ONE!
TWO!
ANOTHER near fall!!!
Ben slams the mat in frustration, then Irish whips Ty into the ropes but the ever resilient challenger comes off at full impact, spinning around and crashing right into Jordan with a discus lariat, laying Ben Jordan OUT! Ben crashes to his back with Ty right on top of him!
ONE!
TWO!
THR- Ben kicks out!
Both men remain on the mat, trying to recuperate and gasp in as much oxygen as possible! Ty's face is now covered in streams of blood as Ben now has a gash of his own on his lips! Both men rise to their knees and begin exchanging forearm shots to each other's head and chests until Ty gains the upper hand, landing such a shot that it knocks Ben to his back! Ty grabs Ben and goes for an Irish whip into the corner but Ben reverses it and follows the challenger in with an avalanche splash! Ben sets Ty up onto the top turnbuckle. Ben climbs up, and sets Ty up for a superplex but West blocks it, and starts fighting him off with fists! Ben answers back with fists of his own but Ty grabs Ben by the head and drives his head straight down into the top turnbuckle! Ty then leaps over him in a sunset flip turned powerbomb from the top! Crowd: SCW! SCW! SCW! The crowd yells in awe of the debilitating maneuver! Ty covers him!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-KICK OUT! Adams: ANOTHER close one! Simone: Neither man wants to lose this match! The crowd now clapping and stomping, rallying behind both champion and challenger as well as the incredible match they are now witnessing! Ty gets back up on wobbly legs as Ben himself fights his way to his feet! The second Ben is up, Ty charges forward and clotheslines Ben down to the mat! Ty sets Ben's head between his knees, hauls him up and falls into a sitting powerbomb! Ty covers him!
ONE!
TWO!
The- Ben gets a shoulder up! Simone: What is it going to take!!? Ty uses two handfuls of hair to drag Ben to his feet, sets him up for another powerbomb but Ben lands on his feet! Ben quickly doubles West over with a boot to the stomach and sets him up into position for his own powerbomb, but turns it into a Lung blower! Adams: That Hadta Hurt! Ben jackknifes Ty in a cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING! Adams: In answer to your question Bel, THAT'S what it took! The cage door is opened and the paramedics enter to check on both men as the championship belt is passed to Drew who hands it to Ben and raises his arm as the crowd stands and cheers the display from BOTH men! Justin: Here is your winner, and STILL the Roulette Champion -- BEN JORDAN!!! The crowd cheers as Ben fights his way to his feet as Ty sits up, stunned and disappointed while the paramedics place ice packs against his back! Ben also has a team checking him as he staggers over to where Ty is and the champion checks on West who nods. Ben offers his hand and Ty accepts it as the fans cheer! Simone: And that is the type of competitors BOTH men are! What a display of sportsmanship! Ty slowly makes his exit from the cage with help from the paramedics as Ben continues to walk around the ring, with the championship belt raised up high! The scene opens up backstage to see the office door that reads "Hot Stuff" Mark Ward. The angle pans and they move in doors to see Evie Baang sitting across from Mark Ward a pen in her hand.
HS: You'll need to sign here and here...
As Mark moves the papers in front of her, Evie looks up at him with the hint of the devil in her eyes.
Evie: I'm pretty sure I know how to sign a contract.
She scrawls her signature across the first line.
HS: It's been a while since you have, figured you might need reminding of how to do it.
As Evie moves on to her second signature, she flips Mark the bird with her free hand. Once she is done, she slides the papers back across his desk, towards him.
HS: Welcome back, Mrs Jordan.
Evie rolls her eyes before she stands up in her spot, pushing the chair back behind her. Looking down at Hot Stuff's out stretched hand.
Evie: What am I, new talent?
HS: Just making it official.
Hot Stuff has a smug smirk on his face, as he still waits for his handshake, that Evie reluctantly accepts.
HS: It's going to be great to finally see the Bombshell Roulette Champion, be a part of each and every Climax Control.
His voice was dripping with sarcasm.
HS: I really hate part time champions.
Another clap back from Hot Stuff has a smirk beaming on Evie's face.
Evie: Just remember, Boss.
She says that term loosely.
Evie: What happens next to your precious bombshells... is all... on... you.
That smug look is still on both of their faces, neither one of them wanting to back down. Yet, Evie grabs a hold of her Bombshell Roulette Championship and slings it over her right shoulder, before she wraps her knuckles and knocks on HS's wooden desk. It's a weird signal for luck. The scene then fades back to the in-ring action.
Following the loss for the Metal Maniacs, the backstage scene is one of chaos as Anthrax is peddling his plastic tricycle, while the two maniacal Bombshells, Iron Maiden and Twisted Sister, follow behind him, arm in arm, dancing in a circle along the way and screaming like wild banshees! It is as if the loss does not affect them in the slightest as Anthrax is all smiles, bopping his head from left to right, when he comes to a screeching halt on his "putt putt mobile" and Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden run right into him, almost sending the three of them tumbling to the floor!
Iron Maiden: What's the big IDEA!?!?
Twisted Sister: Someone get the license plate number of whoever hit us!! I spilled my Magic Bubble!
She holds up her small plastic bottle of bubble, the lid knocked off and the oval wand lying on the floor with a soapy puddle around it. Twisted Sister looks from left to right with wide, wild eyes.
Twisted Sister: I don't see him! It must have been a hit and run!
Anthrax leans back at the waist and beckons with his fingers for his two girls to move in closer. They do so and he leans in toward their ears.
Anthrax: PSST!
The Bombshells jump, then look as Anthrax motions forward with his finger at something up ahead. Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden lay their chins on each shoulder of Anthrax for a close up view...
And the camera pulls across the hallway floor for a close up shot of none other than -- Angel! The crowd cheers at the unexpected sight of the world's most popular teddy bear, dressed in a school crossing guard's uniform, complete with whistle around his neck and stop sign in his paw. Twisted Sister's eyes widen and she puckers her lips.
Twisted Sister: Oooo! NOW you're gonna get it!
Iron Maiden leans over Anthrax's shoulder, pointing at her clown prince of corruption.
Iron Maiden: Whatever you think he did, he's guilty! We saw him!
Anthrax: Hey! Who's side are you ON!?!?
Iron Maiden: Hey we're not going to the pokey for you!
Twisted Sister: Yeah! You're a reckless driver!
Iron Maiden: YOU'LL NEVER TAKE US ALIVE!!!
Twisted Sister and Iron Maiden abandon their comrade, running down the hallway while screaming as if a killer was hot on their heels! Anthrax watches them with a smile, and giggles. At ;east until he turns around and finds a speeding ticket on the handlebar of his tricycle. He rips it off and stares at it, then looks at Angel and huffs. Anthrax slowly does a U-Turn and carefully peddles back the same direction Iron Maiden and Twisted Sister just ran for, all the while grumbling.
Anthrax: Wasn't speeding... distracted .... should lypo her butt....!
And a moment later, another figure walked onto the scene the Maniacs just left, as Despayre -- dressed in a little sailor suit with those comical Mister Self-Help glasses over his eyes, reaches down and picks his bestest buddy up into his arms. With his eyes magnified a good five times their usual size, he stares down the direction the Maniacs vanished and blinks, then raises his glasses once before lowering them again. He looks at Angel and twirls a finger around his ear and points in their direction before walking off camera.
Despayre: Was that three girls or three boys...?
Justin: The following match is a submission match, introducing first...
Monster 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 flips off at the booing crowd. She begins to sprint down the aisle as she talks trash to the fans.
Justin: from Berkshire, England... weighing in at 110 pounds... being accompanied to the ring by her husband... Todd Warren... The Siiiireeeeeeeenn Kateeeeee Stteeeeeeeeleeeeeeeee
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 as the crowd boos her louder.. She closes her eyes placing a single finger over her lips offering the Shhhh sound which all the fans just roar back.. She takes her place in the corner afterwards waiting for the match to begin.
Justin: Introducing at this time, he is a former SCW champion and the self-proclaimed greatest of great, the baddest of the bad, the coolest of the cool and holier than thou! He hails from Las Vegas, Nevada. Here is the one, the only, the legend himself and if you don't believe it, just ask him, Goldenboy Gene Banton Junior!
The opening chords of 'The King's Motorcade" from the Coming to America soundtrack heralds a burst of multi-colored pyrotechnics at the head of the ramp. Curious faces bustle towards the railing lining the aisle their collective gaze drawn to the curtains bearing the SCW logo. Trembling briefly the satin grey drapery is parted forcibly by a pair of hands belonging to the Goldenboy Gene Banton Jr. He pauses succinctly, standing between the vibrant illuminations bringing his hands to his hips allowing the crowd to take in the display. Overhead a giant LCD screen dubbed the 'jumbotron' flashes images of the young man performing in the ring, speaking into a microphone and posing with a bevy of bikini clad beauties. Finally, he breaks into a stride, confidently swaggering his way to the ring ignoring the thrusting of outstretched hands, his lips curled into a confident smirk as his gleaming cobalt lenses dial into their destination, the squared circle where his business will be conducted in earnest. Climbing the iron steps and stepping between the ropes, the youngster extends his arms in presentation acknowledging the vociferous reception of the mob where he snatches the microphone from Justin.
Adams: Where did we get the pyro?
Simone: He brought his own I believe.
Gene: I know, I know. You're all wondering what you could have possibly done in a previous life to deserve this. It's true that I am more than you could possibly hope for but believe it or not I am here to right a wrong.
He pauses as a wry grin slithers stealthily across his beaming façade.
Gene: You see I am here to bring balance to this chaos that is SCW, to the chaos that is the United States of America and to the sheer, unbridled chaos that is the planet Earth! I am here to offset a tremendous tragedy that is about to befall each and every one of you. It is a tragedy that none of you asked for and none of you deserve.., well, except maybe for our elected officials. Behind that curtain is a mutant, the likes of which this chunk of floating rock has never before seen a mutant so hideous and so dastardly that I was forced to appear here tonight to offset such an unfortunate calamity by injecting a bit.., a whole lot of sex appeal. Yes, behind that curtain is my horribly mutated sister Cassie and that little English muffin that we have been appointed by the idiots that be to co-manage; she hails from the land of tea, crumpets and a 10,000 year old queen, Limey England, she is uhh, whatsherface!
Adams: Oh my God, it's whatsherface! I heard she's pretty good!
He waves his hand dismissively as the arena lights shine once more on the entrance, looking on with a smug satisfaction.
Plumes of smoke billow forth into the arena as the opening guitar riff of "Back in the game" by Airbourne slices through opposing speakers. The jumbotron flickers to life with hazy images of a pair of grapplers facing off in the ring, spectators shrieking and gesturing in excitement. The silhouettes onscreen continue to grapple for position, the pair slowly coming into focus revealing the duo as two women locked in gladiatorial embrace. One takes a step back on the mat, strands of long blonde hair draping over sinewy shoulders as the fair skinned vituperator signals her opponent to come after her with a single finger. The other woman quickly obliges by rushing in to attempt a side kick but her leg is caught mid-flight at the ankle by the blonde who twists her body forcing the aggressor to fall chest first to the canvass and allowing her to spin over onto the victim's back securing a dazzling heel hook. The hireling is forced to surrender during which the screen closes in on the perspiry face of the victor.
Cat Riley, flanked by Gene's sister Cassie emerges through the smoke at the top of the entrance ramp, Cat's steely blue eyes focused on the ring ahead while stepping into the aisle and her lips twisted into a menacing snarl to match the one sported by her red head co-manager. The simple black, logo-less ball cap facing backwards atop her head is reached for by an overzealous fan that is thwarted by security. Upon reaching the ringside area Cat stops at the base of the steps, her dark eyebrows fluted while she peers between the ropes towards her snickering manager who busies himself pandering to the fans lining the railing. With a deep breath, Cat reaches up to pull off her hat followed by the tattered black and white over shirt revealing a black sports bra with a white puma logo commanding the center. Dropping the shirt and hat into Cassie's outstretched hands she then steps underneath the middle rope entering the ring. The onslaught of the overhead lights prompts the arrival to wipe the sweat from her brow and rub her hands against the fabric of tight grey leggings before bending over to adjust the laces of her black and white sneakers and then raising her right arm in acknowledgement to the crowd.
Jacob gets both girls in the centre of the ring and he reminds them off the rules before he signals for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Adams: This one is underway.
Simone: Thank you for clarifying that.
Adams: You're welcome.
Cat and Kate both circle one another in the middle of the ring, while Jacob steps out of the way before Kate makes the bold move first launching towards Cat but Cat has her scouted and she reaches out and grabs on to Kate's right leg. Cat spins Kate around, looking for a sneaky ankle lock but Kate is able to swing her leg free just in the nick of time. Kate is fuming as she screams towards Cat who is pointing at her head as if to play mind games with the returning Kate.
Adams: I'm not sure if that's how Cat wants to be playing this.
Simone: I don't think Cat really cares, she just wants to prove to Kate that she isn't the be all and end all in this type of match up.
Kate is livid, and her husband is on the outside yelling towards Cat trying to distract her. Both girls stand on opposite sides of the ring, as Kate takes a moment to recalculate her plan of attack. She rushes towards Cat looking to knock her down with a clothesline, but Cat ducks down low and sidesteps her, whilst wrapping her arms around the waist of Kate. Kate fires back with some stiff back elbows. Cat copes a hard elbow to the face forcing her to let go of the grip she has around Kate.
Simone: Cat is, well cat like with her speed here.
Adams: However, Kate is reminding everyone that she belongs in the game.
As Cat is holding her face, Kate comes spinning in with a heel kick to the face knocking Cat off balance, but it doesn't send her to the canvas, so Kate quickly spears her to the ground. Like a shark that smells blood Kate goes after Cat's ankle as if to one up her for an ankle lock attempt, but Cat is able to spring back to her feet avoiding it.
Simone: Smart move by Cat.
Adams: That's not going to sit well with Kate.
Both girl get to their feet and they both rush towards each other, this time Cat is able to grab on to Kate and send her flying across the ring with a snap suplex. Kate is down but Cat is back up to her feet and rushes towards Kate's legs, but Kate can sense it as she drags herself across the ring saving herself from any type of potential submission move. Jacob reminds Cat of the rules and she accepts her instructions with a cheeky smile on her face.
Simone: What is Kate doing?
Meanwhile Kate and slide out of the ring under the bottom rope, Cate sees, and she follows Kate to the outside. Cat rushes up on Kate, but Kate sides steps her before she grabs on to Cat's arm and slings her into the barricade on the outside. Todd is on the scene barking orders to Kate who is smiling as if she just won the jackpot.
Adams: Get back in the ring, you can't win the match from out there.
Simone: Do you think Kate cares? She is here just to hurt people.
Kate grabs a hand full of Cat's hair and she tosses her into the side of the ring, Cat bounces to the floor whilst holding her left hand side in pain. Kate picks Cat up and rolls her back into the ring, before she climbs back in herself. Once inside the ring, Kate wraps her legs around the midsection of Cat while screaming at Jacob to ask Cat if she wants to submit. Cat shakes her head and refuses but Kate just applies more pressure.
Simone: Turns out Kate did have a game plan after all, cheat to win.
Adams: Well I wouldn't go that far?
Simone: She's got her husband coaching her at ring side and she just smashed Cat into the barricade and the ring apron, pretty sure she didn't come here for a fair fight.
Cat drives a forceful back elbow into Kate's face, helping to ease the hold that Kate has around her midsection. She quickly backs it up with another and another before Kate rolls away from her. Cat is now on the attack as she introduces Kate's nose to her fist before she grapples with her, looking for her right arm to lock in an arm bar. Kate doesn't let go of her herself as she holds her self in a bear hug to fight off Cat's grabby advances of looking for her arm.
Adams: That's a new one, if in doubt hug yourself.
Simone: it's a desperate move... not a smart one.
Cat makes it to her feet and she grabs onto Kate's feet, looking to turn her over for a Boston crab but Kate puts her boot into Cat's behind, sending her into he ropes. Kate leaps to her feet and she comes crashing in with a double knee back breaker on Cat, but even after the move Cat gets the upper hand as both females fall to the canvas. Cat turns the move onto Kate as she swiftly grabs hold of Kate's right leg wrapping it around hers for a calf crusher. Kate is screaming in pain why Todd is beside himself at ring side.
Simone: Cat coming out of nowhere with that counter.
Adams: What is that noise?
Simone: That would be Todd screaming.
Cat applies more pressure but Kate refuses to tap out. This brings Cat to break the hold. She is quick to her feet as she looks down at Kate who is favouring her calf. Cat stops away at Kate's leg that she had just focused on, driving her foot into the muscle as she smears it into the canvas. Kate is vocal as she tells Cat to back off, but Cat does give up as she repeats the move several times. Moving away from Kate, Cat goes to the ropes and bounces off them not to get height or anything, just an extra assist as she drives her knees into the right leg.
Adams: Cat has picked her target and it grinding it down.
Kate rolls out of the way, trying to make some distance between the two of them but Cat is on the attack. Kate kicks her away with her left foot before she comes up to her feet. Slightly limping across the ring Kate looks to take the fight back to Cat, as she swings with a massive slap. The sound of skin hitting skin rings through the area. Cat is a little taken back by Kate's last resort move, that she misses Kate's left leg come up and slam her in her gut, before Kate sends Cat back to the canvas with a jaw breaker.
Simone: I think that one back fired.
Kate is still holding her right leg and Cat can see that regardless of Kate trying to fight back it was an open wound she could pick at. As Kate crawled her way towards Cat she was looking to jar Cat's ankle, but Cat swiftly turns the tables, wrapping her legs around Kate's right leg, while holding her left leg back in her arms as she locks her in for the calf slicer. Kate is in pain and Jacob is near by watching to see if Kate taps. Todd is trying to help his wife from the outside, but the longer this goes on the more pressure Cat applies and Kate is forced to tap out.
TAP, TAP, TAP!
Jacob calls for the bell.
DING, DING, DING!
Cat lets go of Kate's leg, before she gets up to her feet to celebrate her victory.
The cameras go backstage to see young Danielle Weston stretching before her up coming match up for the World Bombshell Championship. She doesn't know the cameras are watching her as she continues to move from side to side in a lunge position. Dani is unable to hear the fans as she has a large set of headphones covering her ears, as she tries to remain focused on the task at hand.
Adams: Miss Weston is looking focused tonight.
Simone: She has a lot riding on her tonight.
Adams: That's inappropriate.
Simone: I meant, Dani has a lot of people to prove wrong here tonight. So many people doubted her in her in the early days of her career and now she has the chance to win the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship?
Dani continues to do what she is doing, still unaware of being on the show at this time.
Adams: Do you think she has what it takes?
Simone: Well she has been saying all week that the third time is a charm? But Mikah is far from easy to beat.
Adams: I guess we'll find out soon enough...
The focus of the cameras returns to ring side.
Justin: The following match is for one fall...
Crowd: ONE FALL!
Justin: Making her way to the ring... the blossoming one... Christina Rose......
Meganerd by YTcracker begins to blast all across the speakers as it does so Christina Rose makes her way from the back curtain with her wife Seleana Zdunich. Christina smiles as she blows kisses to the crowd as she makes her way down to the ring. She slaps the outstretched hands of all of the roaring fans. She quickly slides into the ring and kips up to her feet as she waves her hands in the air getting the crowd behind her. She jumps around a bit as she tosses her eye glasses to her wife. Seleana smiles as she catches them as she claps for her future wife.
Adams: I thought this was a Crystal match?
Simone: Yeah me too?
Adams: So confusing, for everyone...
Justin: And her opponent...
The pounding, heavy riff of "No Friends" by Bleeding Through begins to blare through the speakers and ten seconds into the song "The Heavy Metal Angel" Jessie Salco" comes out from the back headbanging to the song as she does.
Justin: from Miami Florida she is "The Heavy Metal Angel" Jessie Salco!
Following her introduction Jessie throws up the metal horns before making her way down to the ring, she slides into the ring and reacts to the chorus of boos with two middle fingers high in the air as she waits for the match to kick off.
Both girls are in the centre of the ring, both eager to kick this one off. Jasmine reads them the riot act before she signals for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Adams: Is it Crystal or Christina here tonight?
Simone: Crystal I believe.
Adams: I'm so confused...
Salco wastes no time launching towards Crystal shoving her before she swiftly kicks her in the midsection. Salco isn't in the mood to play around as she is looking to rip off Crystal's head, with an aggressive side headlock, while Crystal tries to shove Jessie away. Jessie back's Crystal into the ropes and slams Crystal face first to the canvas with a face plant DDT.
Simone: Salco, isn't in the mood to play around tonight.
Adams: That's personal and I don't believe you should be bringing that up on TV.
Simone: That's not what I meant.
Adams: Sure, sure...
While Crystal is down, Jesse places her opponent's legs up on the bottom rope, before she jumps down on them. Crystal screams in pain as Salco repeats the move over and over. Reaching down Salco forcefully yanks at Crystal's feet, trying to take the power away from Crystal who is known for her speed. Jessie drops down to her knees before she wraps her legs around Crystal's waist, with her hands now around her throat as she applies pressure trying to choke out the former world bombshell champion.
Adams: Unusual display of tactics from Jessie here tonight.
Simone: Looking to put Crystal away nice and early.
Crystal is reaching out for the ropes, that is just out of her fingers reach, so she does the next best thing by driving her elbow into the midsection of Salco, not once but four times to get Salco to release the hold. Both females scramble away from each other, before they make it to their feet. Salco ruses towards Crystal looking for a spear but Crystal side steps her and Jessie is sent into the corner. Her shoulder slamming off the ring post, sending a sick thud around the area.
Simone: That sounded bad.
Jessie doesn't have time to recover because as she stumbles backwards, Crystal grabs a handful of her hair and drives her shoulder first back into the corner, slamming her shoulder into the post over and over. Pulling her away from the ropes due to Jasmine's instructions, Crystal sends Salco to the canvas with a snap DDT. She doesn't waste any time before she rushes towards the ropes, using the middle one as a springboard before she comes flying in with a perfect moon-sault. Crystal hooks the leg looking for the victory and Jasmine slides in to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Kick out.
Adams: Close call for Crystal.
Simone: Crystal doesn't look pleased here.
Crystal has words with Jasmine about how to count while giving Jessie a moment to breathe. As Crystal is too busy with the referee she hasn't noticed that Salco is back up to her feet and she takes Crystal by surprise with a back stabber. Salco rolls Crystal over and she hooks the leg looking for the win.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Crystal kicks out just in time, keeping this one alive.
Simone: And that's why you should never turn your back on Jessie.
Adams: YEAH, and for many other backstabbing reasons.
Simone: That was the point I was trying to make.
Adams: Oh!
Both ladies are back to their feet and they rush towards one another, Crystal goes low, picking Salco up and driving her into the corner. She whips her forearms across Salco's check with some vicious chops. Looking for her fifth one, Jessie quickly side steps her before she drives Crystal forehead into the corner. Slamming her face off the top turnbuckle. A swift kick to the midsection follows, then is backed up by a singing neck breaker. Crystal is now laid out on the canvas and Salco is looking flighty.
Adams: Here we go...
Jessie climbs the ropes, looking down at Crystal and she comes flying in with a perfect Swanton bomb, the fans are on their feet. Quick to capitalize, Jessie rolls over and hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Crystal somehow, someway kicks out and Salco is beside herself. Not wasting anymore time she unleashes a round of left and rights on Crystal, before she makes it back to her feet. Giving Crystal a stiff kick in the side as she does so. Jessie looks towards the ropes ones more, as she makes the climb once again.
Simone: What is she thinking this time?
Adams: I'll go ask her.
Simone: SIT DOWN!
Jessie is on the top rope and she is looking down at Crystal for a split second, thinking of her next move of attack, but before she can set her course to launch, Crystal springs up to her feet and runs towards her. Crystal sweeps the right leg out from Jessie having her hand in a terrible position on the top rope.
Adams: This is not looking good for Salco, nor is this what she had planned.
Simone: She took too long to execute and now, Crystal is making her pay.
Crystal had climbed the ropes and dragged Salco back up to a standing position. She wraps her arm around the front of Jessie's throat and just as quickly as it took Crystal to get there, she uses that momentum to bring Jessie crashing down with a top rope Spanish fly. The fans are alive as they scream out for both females as they bounce off the canvas. Crystal is a bit slow on the recover as it takes her a few moments to make the most of this as she makes a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Salco lifts her foot up and places it on the bottom rope breaking the pin.
Adams: Great ring awareness by Jessie.
Simone: Crystal must be kicking herself.
Crystal is laid out on her back looking up at the lights in disbelief. Salco on the other hand, has sat up and shimmed across the canvas, sitting with her back up against the ropes. They both get to their feet, both look at one another before they rush towards each other. Crystal is looking for a sling blade take down but Jessie ducks it and Crystal rushes right into the ropes. Salco turns around and drop kicks her into them making Crystal bounce off them before. As Crystal staggers backwards Salco sweeps her feet from underneath her, before she rolls her up in a school girl style pin.
ONE!
TWO!
NO! Crystal kicks out once again and the match is still alive. Salco is back to her feet and she drags Crystal up to hers, before she plants her hand across her face with a powerful right hook. Crystal staggers backwards but Jessie keeps a hold of her and drags her towards the ropes. Setting her up for the Circle Pit. Crystal tries to struggle free, before Jessie's grip on her is too strong and she drops the former champion to the canvas with a perfect springboard DDT. She hooks the leg and goes for the win.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner... JESSSSSSIEEEEEEE SAAAAALLLLCOOOOOOOO!
Jessie gets up to her feet to celebrate her victory.
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.
Simone: What the hell? It can't be...
Adams: It's his music, and we know he had tickets for tonight.
The fans cheer and scream as the lights flash around the entrance ramp and the music continues, but no one appears.
Simone: This is the second time tonight music has played at the wrong time.
Adams: Someone in production is gonna get fired in the morning.
The big screen lights up to see J2H sitting upon his private yacht, dressed in long baggy shorts and a white tank top. A thick gold chain rests around his neck with a huge J2H name plate hanging from it.
Simone: It is J2H!
J2H smirks confidently as he waits for the music in the arena to fade away and starts to talk.
J2H: Now's the time for the highest rated segment of the night.
J2H leans back on his chair.
J2H: Did you really think I'd waste my time showing up there tonight? I know Christian has been almost begging me to be there to talk to everyone, give him a ratings boost and all that shit but the truth is, SCW is not worth my time to even show up.
The crowd in the arena boo, but the former World champion smirks.
J2H: I've been very vocal lately about SCW being just bad on social media, only to be called out by people who couldn't draw stick figures let alone money asking why I'm all talk and no action. Why I have the right to sit and slate a company I don't work for. It's no different from people in the past, but they're the sneaky shits who poison federations behind people's backs, I'm not that guy. I'm the guy that is gonna tell you straight up why SCW is trash.
He leans forward in his chair.
J2H: It's because each and every so called wrestler on the roster, they make it trash, and you idiots pay to see it for a cheap thrill instead of looking at the bigger picture.
A serious look crosses the former champions face.
J2H: When SCW closed down, I made a speech about not wanting to be anywhere else and that was because I built this company, I pulled it up on my back to give it credibility, I showed up every fucking week to build up all I could. I tore shreds of Despayre and Dmitri every week to keep you people interested and now what has SCW become? People showing up to wrestle and fuck off home, no extra effort, just the bare minimum to feed there little ego. Does anyone actually give a shit about the main event tonight? Or the bombshell title match? No cause no one has put the work in to actually make people care. Look at this whole card, there's no one there that's built anything at all, there's no one there that went to the powers that be and wanted to get involved. SCW, you're just fucking lazy from top to bottom.
He points up and then down again.
J2H: There's not one of you that can hold your head up high and say you went above and beyond for the people who gave you a chance. Kain was a champion, was there a Kain segment promoting his division? Was there fuck. Now he's a champion again, is he gonna get off his ass and promote his belt? Is he fuck!
He shakes his head in disappointment.
J2H: It's not just champions, challengers, you fucking disappoint me too. Matches announced weeks ago, did you do anything to get people interested.
He shakes his head again.
J2H: Everyone backstage is destroying everything I worked hard to help build, because they can't be bothered to stand on camera for five fucking minutes, yet cry like little bitches wanting more. You want more? Get off your asses and prove it. It's what I did and it's why I am the greatest champion in the history of wrestling.
He points to himself.
J2H: We all know I am, and you should be embarrassed of yourselves because there's one wrestler who shows up every week, and you all slate her, and she can't even get a title shot. I'm on about you Jessie Salco.
Mutterings of confusion comes from the crowd.
J2H: I know, Jessie Salco does indeed suck, but Jessie Salco turns up every week for five minutes of airtime. I know she likes to steal from people, but Jessie, you can have this hashtag from me. #BeLikeJessie.
He smirks
J2H: You heard me, be like Jessie and show up for your five minutes of airtime. Shit, I've spoken more TV now without showing up, than most of you apparent so called wrestlers.
He pauses for a second.
J2H: Because this roster is killing what I bled for, what I fought for. That is why I won't come back to SCW, that is why SCW could have the best wrestler in the world, instead, they have rosters full of people who just don't care. So Christian, you want me back in that ring, earning you the money I earned you a long time ago, change the roster to people who have some work ethic that can keep up with mine.
Another arrogant look crosses his face
J2H: This is where you all go back to watching mediocrity. It's all downhill from here and that's real talk bitches.
The screen fades to black as J2H smirks.
Simone: I can't believe J2H was actually on this show.
Adams: I can't believe he called out the entire roster on their work either, or actually gave some credit to Jessie Salco.
Simone: Or challenged the bosses to make it worth his while to return.
Adams: This has been one crazy night.
Justin: The following contest is a singles match, introducing first...
Feur Frei by Rammstein plays over the sound system as Jake comes out through the curtain and he wears black MMA gloves with red and black trousers as he high fives the fans.
Justin: From Dusseldorf, Germany, weighing in at two hundred and thirty pounds, he is Jake Raab!
As he gets into the ring and he does a hold up on the turnbuckle as he then gets down from the turnbuckle and waits for the match to start.
Justin: And his opponent...
The lights go out and we can hear the bassline from the song hits along with a guitar start to play. A dead rose emerges on the Titan Tron as blood slowly pours over it before we can hear Marylin Manson start to sing.
A path of light can be seen emerging on the entrance way, where we see Russian letters are written in the path that the light is creating a path for the monster we know to be Dmitri. Dmitri emerges as Manson starts to sing the chorus for the very first time, where he is followed by Gothika as the two vampires are walking to the ring. He is dressed in his suit like wrestling gear and a long leather coat around his body while Gothika is dressed in a gothik like dress.
Justin: Currently walking towards the ring being accompanied by Gothika!! Hailing from Mowscow, Russia!! Dmitri!!
He slowly enters the ring, holding open the ropes for Gothika to enter after him. He turns around and stares at Jake, while Gothika takes off the coat before kissing him on the cheek as she slowly leaves the ring.
DING DING DING!
Dmitri and Raab move towards the center of the ring and Dmitri motions for the belt around his waist but Raab drills the bigger man with a huge shot to the head, catching the vampire by surprise and sending him rocking backwards. Raab stands back slightly and drills Dmitri with a quick jab to the jaw, followed by a hook to the body and a cross right, sending him flying to the canvas.
Adams: Dmitri outweights and outsizes Jake Raab by a lot, Jake needs to reallly use those MMA skills he has to through this one
Raab moves over to the stunned Dmitri, reaching down and picking him up. Raab grabs him by the wrist and throws him harshly in to the corner, the Moscow natives back bouncing off the ring turnbuckles and Raab follows in with a flying clothesline, sending Dmitri against the turnbuckle. Raab steps in and starts to kick Dmitri with MMA kicks before taking him by the wrist and pulls him out with a short arm clothesline, knocking Dmitri to the canvas. Raab drops down to the canvas and locks on a front facelock, and starts to connect with solid punches to Dmitri's head..
Simone: Jake is going all in with his MMA style tonight.
Raab finishes off his assualt on Dmitri's head with a final knee to the top of it and pulls him on to his feet. He pulls Dmitri towards him and hooks up his head up before dropping him down with a snap DDT, the ring shaking on impact as the two hundred and seventy five pound vampire is driven in to the mat. Raab spins around on to Dmitri and Drew Patton drops down to make the count!
ONE!
TWO!
Dmitri gets a shoulder up!
Simone: Close count right there. The newest Raab was close to claiming a big victory.
Raab pulls Dmitri to his feet but Dmitri cuts him off with an elbow to the gut, before catching the German with a sharp uppercut, knocking him backwards. Dmitri charges in and catches Raab with a knee to the gut, forcing Raab to crumble to the floor.
Adams: Oh, that'll rearrange ya insides
Dmitri pulls Raab to his feet and lifts him up, using his weight advantage and slamming him down with a body slam before jumping in the air and planting him with a fist drop, catching Raab on the top of his head. Dmitri pulls Raab to his feet and stands next to him before pulling him backwards with a side Russian leg sweep.
Adams: You know what joke I'm gonna say here, about a Russian using a move from Russia, right?
Dmitri sits up and looks over at the ropes before moving towards them. He pulls himself up on the top rope and crouches down, waiting for Raab to get back to his feet. As he does, Dmitri dives off the top rope with a huge clothesline, taking Raab off his feet! Dmitri scrambles on top of Raab and Drew Patton drops down to make the count!
ONE!
TWO!
Raab kicks out!
Dmitri sits up and looks around the ring, pulling Raab to his feet and dropping him with a sharp DDT, the German's head bouncing off the canvas. Dmitri sits up and looks at Raab and pulls him to his feet, taking a wild swing at him, but Raab ducks and wraps his arms around him from behind and lifts him over with a German suplex!
Adams: You know the joke I was gonna say before? Replace Russian with German and it will still work.
Dmitri holds the back of his head and Raab moves on to his knees. He pulls himself to his feet and waits for Dmitri to get back to his feet. As he does, Raab moves in and locks up Dmitri's arms and starts to headbutt him repeatedly. He releases his arms and Dmitri stumbles away but Raab charges at him and catching him with a huge dropkick, knocking him down to the canvas. Dmitri looks dazed as he returns to his feet and Raab hooks up his head, arm and leg before lifting the bigger man up. He holds him in the air and drops him backwards with a fishermans buster, crashing Dmitri's head in to the canvas! Raab sits up and looks around and pulls himself to his feet. He holds on to the ropes and waits for Dmitri to get up. Raab moves in towards Dmitri and lifts him up on to his shoulders before charging and hitting a running powerslam! Raab quickly hooks Dmitri's and goes for the pin. Drew Patton drops down to make the count!
ONE!
TWO!
Dmitri kicks out!
Simone: Incredible strength from Jake Raab, lifting a man who has over forty pounds on him.
Raab runs his hand over his head in and moves next to Dmitri, wrapping him up with crossface.
Simone: Crossface! Dmitri could tap out here!
Dmitri waves his free arm around, indicating that he is still conscious and tries to wiggle free, slowly pulling his arm out as Raab tries to tighten the hold. Dmitri pulls his head through Raab's arm, escaping the hold and quickly spins around with a one hundred and eighty degree jump and plants a fist in to Raab's face, quickly catching him by surprise. Dmitri starts to reign shot after shot at Raab's head and face, wildly swinging at him and connecting. Dmitri returns to his feet and pulls Raab with him, grabbing him quickly and planting him down with a sidewalk slam, causing Raab to instantly hold his back.
Adams: Now Dmitri is showing moves that Raab would face in the cage
Dmitri stands back to his feet and pulls Raab with him. He lifts the smaller man up and puts him in a shoop slam position, putting him over his shoulder and charges with him, dropping him down with a powerslam of his own. Dmitri looks up and around as he gets to his feet, moving backwards against the ropes and waiting for a few seconds. Dmitri takes a deep breath as Raab slowly gets to his feet and stands with his back towards Dmitri. Raab slowly starts to turn around and Dmitri charges at him, lifting his leg and catching him on the jaw with an almighty big boot, the sound echoing around the arena as Raab falls to his back.
Adams: Dmitri taking control here!
Raab lays on the floor and Dmitri goes for the cover. Drew Patton drops down to make the count!
ONE!
TWO!
Raab barely gets a shoulder up!
Simone: That look on Dmitri's face could only mean one thing, he smells blood and looking to end this
Dmitri gets to his feet and looks down at Raab. He waits for Raab to get to his feet and moves in closely, locking on a Tongan Death Grip!
Adams: Vampire Bite! We haven't seen Dmitri use that for a long time.
Raab screams out in pain, but adrenaline kicks in as he grabs hold of Dmitri's hand, punching away at his fingers until Dmitri breaks the hold. Raab lifts up a leg and kicks Dmitri in the gut, breaking the hold completely. Dmitri stumbles away and Raab runs towards him. Dmitri ducks his head and lifts Raab over with a huge back body drop, sending the Dusseldorf born Raab, flying in the air, crashing down hard on his back! Dmitri moves back against the ropes and points to his arm.
Simone: Dmitri looking for the Nosferatu!
Dmitri waits for Raab to get to his feet and looks to charge towards his, but Raab ducks out of the way, Dmitri's chest bouncing off the ropes. Dmitri stumbles backwards but Jake wraps him up in a full nelson before dropping him face first.
Simone: Killerbuster! Out of the playbook of Cousin Markus!
Raab quickly covers Dmitri and Drew drops down to make the count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match, JAKE RAAAAAAAAAAB!
Simone: Jake Raab has picked up one hell of a huge win against a former world champion
Adams: It certainly seems after that, that Jake is carrying the Raab legacy through SCW with a lot of pride!
We are after the match between Raab and Dmitri, Dmitri is in the middle of the ring and tries to get to his feet after the match he endured against the newcomer. He wants to leave the ring when suddenly the lights go out and we see a cactus emerge upon the titan tron.
Simone: Uhm..., someone accidently is taping their plant??
Adams: Nah, I heard a rumor that we signed a deal with Discovery Channel, this must be a promo for an up and coming show.
Dmitri stares at the titan tron, before shaking his head and wants to exit the arena when there's a sudden laughter and then the lights go off and we hear a voice speak.
Voice: I have come from far, far, far away.... and now I have found my true calling. Making an impact on the Sin City Wrestling... Ridding the world of the pests that pollute the federation and you little bat?? You are numbero uno....
Adams: Errr...., okay???
Suddenly we hear a heavy blow and the lights come up again, Dmitri is levelled in the middle of the ring. There's a cactus next to him in the ring as the pot that it was in has been broken over the skull of Dmitri.
Simone: Dmitri is assaulted by a.... cactus????
Adams: I have a strange feeling about this!!!
We can hear the sinister laughter once more fading away slowly as the crowd are wondering what happened.
The cameras go backstage to find Dani Weston standing beside SCW interviewer Pussy Willow. The SCW fans cheer out for the young bombshell who has a smile plastered on her face.
Pussy Willow: Dani, you have the chance to face Mikah for the World Bombshell Championship tonight... can we get your thoughts about that?
Dani just looks at Pussy, as the fans start a small Dani chant.
Dani: This is a surreal feeling Pussy, I can't believe I made it here... to this moment and it's an awesome feeling. I can't wait to get back into that ring with Mikah, to show the world that I have what it takes to be here. It's been a weird ride to get here, but I wouldn't change anything about it.
She was talking a mile a minute showing off that she was nervous for the match.
Pussy Willow: So, what's in store for you after tonight's match?
Dani thought about it before she answered.
Dani: Win or lose, I just go back to doing what I have been doing lately. Keep training, regroup and focus on the task at hand and that's becoming a better wrestler, each and every week. I'm just glad that I made it to this moment, what happens next is well... destiny.
Pussy Willow: How so?
Dani: Well it's either Mikah's destiny to show the world she can bounce back from a loss, it's up to her to show everyone that she still has a grip on the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship... or... it's my turn to show the world that if you never give up you can accomplish anything you want in this world. It's up to me, to show everyone that I belong here. It's up to me to show everyone that the third time is a charm and hopefully... hopefully... I can walk out there tonight, turn some heads and start to be a focus on everyone's radar.
Dani stops to smile, before she continues.
Dani: I'm not some little push over that people can spread lies about, I'm the one they should be focusing on because when I'm focused... good things happen and right now... is all the living proof people need.
Another smile is on her face, as Pussy wraps this one up.
Pussy Willow: The ultimate Gold Rush?
Dani nods her head as if to agree.
Pussy Willow: Well good luck tonight Danielle, I know the fans will be rooting for you.
The SCW fans let out a cheer as the camera switches focus.
Justin Decent Voice Over: In two weeks, Sin Coty Wrestling hits the Grand Canyon State for the next cycle, culimating in SCW's biggest event of the year -- High Stakes VIII -- marking the eighth annual edition of that Autumn Supercard!
09/30/2018 - Prescott Valley, Arizona - Prescott Events Center
10/07/2018 - Fort Defiance, Arizona - Bee Holdzil Fighting Scouts Events Center
10/14/2018 - Scottsdale, Arizona - Equidome Arena
10/21/2018 - Tempe, Arizona - Alberta B. Farrington Softball Stadium
10/28/2018 - Phoenix, Arizona - Grand Canyon University Arena
11/11/2018 - High Stakes VIII - Tucson, AZ - Tucson Expo Center
Justin Decent Voice Over: High Stakes VIII will also feature not only the annual SCW Year End Awards, but the Hall of Fame ceremony!
Jacob Summers sets foot inside of the six-sided ring, prepared to officiate the first of TWO world championship matches!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest, scheduled for one fall, is for the World Bombshell Championship!
The crowd cheers!
What makes your beautiful, by One Direction slams over the personal address system and without any delay, the black curtains part and out runs Dani Weston. She makes her way to the center of the stage to wave towards the fans, before she starts to walk down the runway. Stopping to high five the fans along the way.
Justin: Making her way to the ring is the challenger! From Daytona Beach, Florida... Daniiiiiiii Weston...
She continues to smile out to the fans, before she makes her way over towards the ring. Sliding into it under the bottom rope, she leaps up to her feet to wave out to the people before her theme song slowly dies off the speaker system.
Adams: Dani has to be flying high on cloud nine!
Simone: She outlasted seven other Bombshells in the Gold Rush tournament so she best come down and quickly. World title matches aren't handed out every day!
Justin: And her opponent...!
The arena fades to black before Bad Bitch by Bebe Rexha featuring Ty $ign 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 jeers at the crowd before rolling her eyes at them and ignoring them. She jogs up the stairs before 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, she is the reigning and DEFENDING World Bombshell Champion -- Mikah!!!
Mikah 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: For many, this match seems to be an open and shut case. Aside from the tournament win, Dani Weston's win/loss record has been abysmal, and she's in there now with the best SCW has to offer!
Adams: And Mikah has been unstoppable!
Mikah reluctantly passes the title belt over to Jacob with a confident smirk on her face. Jacob then shows the title to Dani who exhales a deep breath and nods. Jacob raises the belt up high, for all of the fans to see, and they applaud in appreciation at what is about to occur. As he passes the title out to Justin, Mikah approaches the center of the ring and a wary Dani Weston steps closer. Suddenly from out of nowhere Mikah lashes out with a open handed slap across Dani's face that draws howls of scorn from the crowd!
Simone: What a disgusting insult! Unworthy of the champion!
Adams: Mikah is obviously not happy about Dani being her challenger at an event like this!
Dani rubs her stinging cheek and glares at the cocky and smiling champion who fluffs her hair off of her shoulder. Mikah then does a spin and laughs, pointing at Dani who in turn, brings her foot right into Mikah's mid-section, doubling her over then pounces on top of the champion with a Thesz press and she starts throwing wild lefts and rights into Mikah's head as the champion kicks and flays about, trying to throw the challenger off!
Adams: I guess Mikah lit a fire under Dani!
Jacob tries to pull Dani off but sees no alternative but to call for the bell to start the world title match officially!
DING DING DING!
Mikah finally throws Dani off of her and tries to scramble to the outside but Dani grabs two handfuls of her hair and whips her back in and throws her hard to the canvas! Jacob grabs Dani by the arm but the challenger shrugs the official away and dives onto Mikah, grabbing two handfuls of her hair and she starts slamming the back of the champion's head into the mat over and over as Jacob counts against her!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!...
And Dani stops before she can be disqualified!
Simone: Dani is going to town on Mikah!
Adams: I didn't even know Dani had this in her!
Simone: I'm sure Mikah wasn't aware either or she would have proceeded with a lot more caution!
Dani grabs Mikah and Irish whips her hard into the near corner and runs in after her and jumps, landing her full weight behind a flying back elbow into Mikah's body! Grabbing an arm, Dani Irish whips her opponent into the far corner and follows her in again with a running clothesline! Mikah grabs her chest, trying to gasp for breathe but Dani's non-stop assault has left her winded and near impossible to recover! Dani shoves her back in and, with the champion pinned in, the challenger mounts the second turnbuckle and starts to drive fist after fist into Mikah's head with the fans chanting along with the count!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT! NINE! TEN!
The fans cheer at the climax of the mandatory ten punches but before Dani can dismount from her perch, Mikah ensnares her around the legs and pulls her challenger off and goes for a reverses atomic drop but Dani's long legs prevent the damage and she jumps forward, drop kicking Mikah down! Dani covers Mikah in a pin attempt and hooks the leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Mikah kicks out!
Adams: No way Mikah is going down that fast!
Simone: Maybe not but if Dani keeps up with this kind of assault Mikah won't be the champion for much longer!
Dani quickly rises to her feet, dragging Mikah up along with her and strikes with an open handed chop across Mikah's chest, leaving a deep red hand print and the fans cheering!
Fans: WOO!
Another chop to the chest doubles Mikah over with a grimace of pain etched across her lovely face but Dani is unrelenting as she sets her up for an Irish whip into the ropes but Mikah manages a counter and reverses it, sending Dani in instead! Mikah scoops her up on the rebound but Dani scissors her head and throws her over with a tilt a whirl head scissors! The champion is trying to rise to her feet and regain her composure, but Dani grabs her by the arm and Irish whips her into the ropes again and sends Mikah flying high through the air with a back body drop and the champion comes crashing down on her tailbone!
Simone: After that backdrop Mikah should see if she can cash in her flying mileage!
Mikah's face grimaces as she clutches the small of her back, fighting her way to her feet! But Dani is still all over her, knocking her back into the ropes with a solid right to the jaw and following up with a European uppercut. Again taking her by the arm, Dani Irish whips the champion into the ropes and as Mikah comes rebounding off of the far side, Dani nails her with a dropkick right between the eyes that sends the champion crumbling to the mat!
Simone: Jesus Christ! Those legs of Dani pack one hell of a punch!
The challenger then pulls her back to her feet and brings her over with a snap suplex. Dani then backs up into the near corner and climbs to the top turnbuckle, and as Mikah returns to her feet, she sees no sign of the challenger. She turns around and Dani flies -- hitting her with a high cross body from the top and into the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
Jacob sees Mikah's foot draped over the bottom rope, forcing the count to be broken!
Simone: Mikah showing great ring awareness there, and Dani's own lack of experience coming into play.
Dani slams both hands into the mat, growing frustrated at Mikah's brilliant resiliency. Dani then stands up and brings Mikah up along with her. Dani Irish whips her into the ropes but Mikah holds on, preventing a rebound. Dani then charges in, not wanting to wait, and Mikah suddenly drops to the mat, pulling down the top rope and causing the challenger to suffer a bad fall out of the ring!
Simone: Oh there is no damn way someone can take a fall like that and not come out hurt!
Adams: The momentum will definitely shift now!
Dani lays on the ringside floor, hurt and clutching her shoulder, struggling to regain her footing and rise, all the while Jacob is trying to prevent Mikah from going out after her. Mikah finally just shoves the official aside and darts out to the floor and grabs the now standing Dani by the head and slams her face into the time keeper's table. Mikah then encircles her arms around the waist of Dani and runs her backwards, driving the challenger's back hard against the ring apron!
Simone: Mikah is a three-time World Champion for a reason! She is ruthless inside and ESPECIALLY outside of the ring!
Mikah grabs Dani by the arm and sends her hurdling into the metal ring steps, Dani's back striking hard against the steel! Mikah moves in and lands a fist into Dani's head as she tries to get to her feet, and Mikah swings again, but Dani suddenly blocks it and punches Mikah in the face, returning the favor! Dani begins firing off rapid forearm shots to the side of Mikah's head, knocking her back against the metal ring post and the challenger darts forward but Mikah swerves the blow and Dani runs right into the steel at full steam and falls to the floor!
Adams: If her shoulder wasn't hurt before, it definitely is now!
Simone: The ring veteran Mikah is dismantling Dani Weston and using her challenger's lack of experience to do it!
Mikah pulls Dani to her feet and rolls her back inside of the ring. Following, Mikah grabs two handfuls of the rising Dani's hair and face plants her into the mat. Mikah then drags her to her feet and goes for an Irish whip into the ropes but Dani somehow manages to reverse it! Dani swings for a clothesline but Mikah hooks her arm and counters, first to what appears to be a crucifix which she then turns into the Octopus stretch!
Adams: What a reversal! Will Dani tap!?
Jacob is right there, checking on Dani who refuses to tap or yield to the champion! Mikah then releases the hold but keeps hold of her opponent and ducks down behind her and lifts her up onto her back...
Adams: Torture Rack!
Simone: This just might do it! Mikah knows how to pick apart a challenger!
Again, Jacob is checking on Dani who is struggling and crying out in pain, but she won't give up! Mikah finally brings an end to the torture by suddenly dropping to her knees, driving Dani's back into her shoulders with the Rack Attack! She dumps Dani off and to the mat before she covers her for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
Dani gets a shoulder up!
Adams: She didn't hook a leg.
Simone: Given Dani's rookie status, Mikah probably felt as if she didn't need to.
Mikah glares at the referee who starts to explain it was just a count of two when she raises her hand up into his face, shaking her head in disgust.
Simone: Oh that's right. Blame the referee.
Adams: She ... is?
Mikah Irish whips her into the ropes again and leaps, bringing Dani crashing down on the back of her head and neck with an inverted neck breaker! Dani rolls over onto her stomach, clutching the back of her head, but Mikah takes advantage by placing a boot into the small of her back and grabbing her arms, pulling her back in a surfboard!
Simone: Another submission hold! Mikah is really displaying her technical prowess!
Adams: That or she REALLY wants to embarrass Dani by making her submit!
Jacob pleads with Dani to let the match go but the challenger has a lot of fight and heart in her heart and soul and balks at the request! Mikah, realizing the effort for a submission is in vain, lets go of the hold and curb stomps Dani face-first into the mat! Mikah then forces Dani's head through the top and middle rope and starts choking her against the ropes while Jacob warns her to break and starts his mandatory count...
ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR!
Mikah quickly breaks and then darts back into the ropes, rebounding and sprinting across towards the prone form of the challenger. Mikah leaps and springboards over the top rope and lands across the back of Dani's head and neck with a slingshot leg drop! The crowd finds themselves booing all the while applauding the impressive maneuver as Dani slumps back onto the mat while Mikah scans the capacity crowd and scoffs even at the minimal support. She rolls back inside of the ring and covers Dani, hooking the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
THR-Dani gets her shoulder up!
The crowd cheers!
Adams: I thought that was going to be it!
Simone: As did Mikah! She's surprised Dani is still in this!
Mikah drags Dani up by her long hair and grates her face across the top rope, causing Dani to screech and struggle with a nasty rope burn as a result! Mikah then jumps for an Enzugari but Dani manages to duck aside at the last moment and Mikah catches her feet on the top rope and falls hazardly to the canvas!
Simone: There's no way to cushion a fall like that!
With the fans rallying behind her, Dani pulls Mikah to her feet and sends her into the far corner and gets a running start and starts to perform a dazzling series of back flips and right into a handspring elbow, crushing Mikah with nowhere to go!
Simone: Dani using her cheerleading past as a means of offense inside of the ring!
Dani then Irish whips Mikah into the neutral corner and goes for a second handspring elbow, but this time Mikah catches her at the last minute and turns the maneuver around and drops her into a belly to back suplex!
Adams: That comeback didn't last very long!
Mikah drags her closer to the ropes and covers her, hooking the inside leg but ALSO placing her feet on the middle rope for additional leverage!
Adams: No! Open your eyes Jacob!
ONE!
TWO!
Simone: Not like this!
Jacob sees Mikah's feet on the ropes and halts the count!
Adams: Raise the roof! Woot! Woot!
Simone: Mark will never forgive you for that one.
Mikah is right in Jacob's face, screaming at him for his slow count and she slaps her hands together rapidly, demanding a faster one next time! Jacob tries to reason with the champion but the moment he opens his mouth, she turns around, whipping her blonde tresses in the official's face! Mikah now looks supremely confident as she grabs Dani and drags her up into a front face lock.
Adams: She's going for the Mikahangelo!
Wen suddenly Dani blocks it with her inside leg and rolls through, bridging her back and turning it into a pin from out of nowhere!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Adams: What!? What ... was that...!?
Simone: It was a three count!
DING DING DING!
The crowd cheers as Dani holds both hands over her mouth, looking near tears as Mikah looks shocked -- HORRIFIED!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The winner, and NEWWWW World Bombshell Champion -- Dani Weston!
The crowd is on its collective feet, cheering for the underdog's ultimate victory! Mikah rolls from the ring and throws a fit at ringside as Jacob presents the world title belt to the NEW champion who raises it high and the tears now flow freely!
Simone: Look at Dani, and who can blame her for crying! She came in here and NOBODY expected her to walk away the new champion!
Adams: It's an upset! One of the biggest in SCW's history!
Simone: That it is, but there is no denying that we have a new World Bombshell Champion in Danielle Weston!
The scene closes out with Dani standing in the corner, holding the gold up high with both hands as the fans support her victory!
After the match the cameras pan backstage to see an emotional Dani Weston coming out from behind the black curtains. She has her newly won Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell title in hand. It doesn't take long for people to swarm around Danielle to congratulate her as people run up to form a line.
Gabriel: Congratulations...
The cameras pick up the face that the accent belongs to, seeing Gabriel and his son Lucas. They both give Dani a hug, who is too emotional to speak right now but the smile on her face says it all. Gabriel moves to the side to let his wife step into the shot, the SCW fans going ballistic at the sight of the Steven's family.
Odette: You did it.
Odette hugs Dani tightly, with baby Hazel in hand. Pulling back from the hug Odette quickly whispers something into Dani's ears that only she can hear but from the look on Danielle's face it was only good things. Her smile is bright, but she doesn't have long to recover as London Underground step on the scene.
Os: ...
Dani knew what that silence meant as he tapped her on the head to praise her accomplishment.
Daniel: Well done, love.
Daniel gives her a small hug, a rare showing of any sort of affection from the man. Kenz and Charley crash tackle Dani in a group hug. Still Dani can't find the right words, but she just takes in this moment. The moment isn't over as Fenris steps into the shot, as his match is next and the two quickly share some words.
Dani: You got this.
Fenris just smirks at her.
Fenris: Til hamingju
It was Icelandic for congratulations. Dani just smiles as watches as Fenris, walks up the stairs behind the group to get ready for his match. Aron is behind him and he quickly gives Dani a high five. While the rest of the group moves away to go watch the main event unfold. Dani just takes a moment to look down at the Sin City Wrestling World Bombshell Championship and she smiles, before she quickly wipes away the tears from her face to go join her friends.
In the Hangar's backstage area, the reigning SCW World Heavyweight Champion, Fenris, is sighted on the screen of the SCW-Tron, and the crowd greets the sight of the highly successful rookie champion with hearty applause as well as a handful of scattered boos. Clad in his usual white cap and sleeveless muscle shirt over his red spandex shorts, Fenris paces back and forth, like a wild animal, breathing deeply and his face set in stone. His hands are clenched into fists and his bright blue eyes are burning ahead at nothing in particular.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Fenris?
At hearing his name spoken, the champion slowly turns around and the scowl on his face gives the lovely reporter pause -- at least until she remembers the fact that Fenris almost always has this expression on his face. Even when he is in a GOOD mood! Knowing what's to come, he stops his pacing and waits, his expression softening only marginally as Miss Rocky approaches with caution.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Fenris, the clock is ticking and it won't be long now before you finally get the match that you've been waiting months for. You get Kris Ryans in the ring with the world championship on the line. Is this what you expected?
Fenris: What I expected? Yes, of course! How I expected it?
He frowns and shakes his head "no."
Fenris: No. We were supposed to meet at Summer XXXTreme for the title but Kris got hurt, and when he gave up the championship, everything changed. I won this...
Fenris reaches over to the table closest to him where the World title belt is resting and picks it up in his hands. He rests the belt over his shoulder and continues in his halting and broken English.
Fenris: ... But that part was expected. I just thought that I would be winning it in a title match with Kris, not for a vacated championship against Ty West. Now I hear people, Kris Ryans included, whispering he is rightful champion, never having lost his belt. I have heard them say I am not champion until I can beat Kris. Kris even said once I should hand title back to him.
Fenris smirks and shakes his head.
Fenris: Not happening. Whether I beat Ty or Kris, I am champion! And no, I will not just 'hand' my title over to Kris! If he wants it back, he has to do what anyone has to... beat me! And nobody...
He shakes his head.
Fenris: ... Has been able to do that yet. Reason I want this match so bad? Because it is what should have been! Because I am sick of hearing the doubters. The people who can't accept reality. I want to shut everyone up and prove that I am the champion not because anyone says so.
He leans in to Miss Rocky and smiles.
Fenris: But because, it IS so!
Fenris turns and walks off camera, leaving Miss Rocky watching after him.
Justin: The following contest is your main event for the evening, and is for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship. Introducing first, the challenger....
The lights shut off and the screen at the top of the ramp dies out, leaving the entire arena pitch black. Knowing what is coming the fans roar to life just as the PA blasts out the opening lyrics to the theme in the most booming fashion.
"REACH OUT AND TOUCH FAITH!"
Two spotlights shine down on the stage as Marilyn Manson's cover of "Personal Jesus" plays through the PA system. Standing in the middle of the stage where the lights intersect, is the challenger, Kristopher Ryans.
Justin: From Jet City, he is KRISTOPHER RYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYANS!
The fans erupt with applause as he makes his way down the ramp. The white club symbol finally appears behind him on the screen as he makes his descent, reaching out to the fans along the ramp and allowing them to reach out to him.
As he gets down to the bottom of the ramp, the camera passes him, circling around his side to see the orange letters on his white shorts reading "MIRACLE" down his right leg. We get behind him as he ascends the stairs, seeing that the back of his jacket displays the KR logo in the same shade of orange. He walks one side of the ring before stepping between the ropes. Once he is inside, he lifts his arm high into the air as his music cuts off.
Justin: And his opponent....
"If I Had A Heart" by Fever Ray begins to play across the building and the crowd turns with anticipation towards the entrance as "the White Wolf" Fenris emerges from behind the curtains with his younger brother at his side. As Aron looks on, Fenris stands stoically, looking out towards the capacity crowd before dropping to one knee with head bowed. He symbolically crosses his heart and looks 'up' in homage before standing upright and beginning his journey toward the ring with his brother following close behind.
Justin: Making his way toward the ring! Accompanied by Aron Baltasarsson, from Iceland, weighing two hundred and four pounds, He is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, he is Fenris!
Despite the fans that reach out toward him, Fenris does not reciprocate and his attention is solely on the ring, whereas the smiling Aron good naturedly slaps a hand or two that extends toward him. Fenris climbs the ring steps and walks along the apron, turning towards the fans and extends his arms up and begins the 'Viking Clap.' Slowly but surely, despite any potential misgivings towards the young man, many fans join along with him in the Viking Clap. Aron holds the ropes for his brother, and Fenris steps through and continues the clap from one corner to the next, drawing in the energy of the crowd. Joined by Aron, Fenris returns to his own corner and paces like a wolf stalking his prey, kicking off his slippers to compete barefoot as the claps slowly subside.
Simone: This has been a match that has been building for a long time.
Adams: Feels like forever.
Jasmine brings the two men together, issuing final instructions before sending the men to their corners. She raises her hand and signals for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Adams: Here we go.
The two men make their way towards the middle of the ring, Fenris in octogan fight stance. Fenris throws a kick towards Kris' leg but Kris jumps out of the way, shaking his head and waving his finger at Fenris. Fenris throws another kick but again, Kris jumps out of the way and smiles at Fenris.
Simone: I think Kris is trying to frustrate Fenris.
Fenris looks away before charging at Kris and lifting him off his feet with an MMA shoot and starts to connect with shots to Kris' head. Kris covers up and pulls back a fist of his own, taking Fenris by the hair and pulling it backwards before catching him with a short, sharp shot to the eye. Kris kicks Fenris off and scrambles away, pulling himself up by the rope. Fenris charges at Kris, but Kris ducks his head and lifts Fenris over, lifting him over the top rope and sends him flying over the rope and to the floor outside.
Adams: I so wanna call that Air Iceland, but Fenris is right here.
Fenris pulls himself up by the announce table and moves towards the ring but Kris charges at him and catches him with a baseball slide to the face. Fenris bounces back towards the announce table, looking up at Jason.
Adams: Hi!
Fenris turns around and moves towards the ring but Kris flies out through the ropes with a suicide dive, crashing in too Fenris and leaving both men on the floor.
Simone: Kris is taking risks early.
Adams: You know he'd love to call himself a champion once more.
Jasmine looks outside the ring at the two as they start to stir but starts her count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Kris and Fenris start to pull themselves to their feet, both men trying to get their barings.
FOUR!
FIVE!
Fenris stands up behind Kris and brutally pushes him in the back, sending him flying in to the ring post, causing a thump to echo around the arena. Fenris moves towards Kris and grabs him by the head and throws him partially in to the ring, just his head outside and hanging over the apron. Fenris pulls himself up on to the apron.
SIX!
Fenris runs along the apron and jumps, dropping a knee on top of Kris' forehead and lands on his feet outside the ring.
SEVEN!
Fenris nails Kris with a punch to the head, before sliding back in to the ring and breaking the count. Fenris moves towards Kris' legs and lifts them up, placing his feet under his arms and drops backwards, slingshotting Kris throat in to the bottom rope. Fenris pulls Kris in towards the middle of the ring and picks him up off his feet. He lifts Kris' leg to his side and hooks his fingers before lifting him over with a fishermans suplex. Fenris keeps his fingers locked and arches his back, pinning Kris to the mat. Jasmine drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Kris kicks out!
Simone: The champion wasn't wasting time trying to end this one.
Kris rolls away from Fenris and gets to his feet at the same time as the champion. Fenris moves in but Kris beats him to the punch with a smart jab to the chin. Before Fenris can react, Kris takes him over with an arm drag, pulling Fenris to the mat but keeping hold of his wrist. Kris jumps in the air and plants a legdrop over Fenris' arm. Kris spins his body, pulling Fenris back in a grounded wristlock and starts to kick Fenris in the face with the sole of his boot.
Adams: Well, that's something you don't see every day.
Kris gets to his feet, pulling Fenris with him and lifts him up on his shoulders. Kris takes a few steps forward before dropping Fenris backwards with a Samoan drop. Kris sits back up, thinking about his next move. He waits for Fenris to get back to his feet and charges at the ropes, jumping up on to the middle rope and spinning around in the air, grabbing Fenris by the head and planting him with a springboard tornado DDT. Kris pulls himself over on Fenris and goes for the cover. Jasmine drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Fenris puts his shoulder up!
Simone: Fenris just beats the three count.
Kris gets back to his feet first and waits for Fenris to sit up, as he does, Kris blasts him with a kick to the chest. Fenris rolls over before getting back to his feet. Fenris tries to strike first, but Kris ducks a clubbing hand and pushes Fenris in to the ropes but Fenris spins and jumps up, nailing Kris with a superkick to the jaw!
Adams: Wow! No one expected that.
Simone: At least not Kris.
Kris looks stunned holding his jaw on the floor but Fenris looks down at him and moves in towards his feet. Fenris hooks up Kris' ankle and flips him over with an ankle lock, dropping to one knee to increase the pressure.
Adams: Kris is in the middle of the ring here and could tap out at any time.
Kris reaches for the ropes but realizes he's too far away. He lifts his free foot and kicks back, catching Fenris in the chest. He wildly swings another leg and catches Fenris on the chin, enough for him to loosen the hold. Kris rolls on to his back and kicks Fenris in the face, causing the World champion to lose his grip. Kris moves away from Fenris, getting himself back on his feet. As Fenris gets closer, Kris grabs his head and drops down with a split legged sit out jawbreaker, crushing Fenris chin against his head. Fenris rocks backwards, but doesn't go down and Kris gets to his feet, running towards the ropes. Kris jumps up, using the ropes as a springboard and spins around, catching Fenris with a springboard flying left forearm smash. Fenris hits the canvas hard, but rolls over and Kris gets behind him, pulling him backwards in a roll up pin, but Fenris kicks his legs away and pulls him in to a cross face chicken wing!
Simone: What the hell did I just see there?
Adams: I'm speechless.
Kris tries to fight it, rolling around in the ring and trying to pull himself towards the ropes but Fenris leans backwards, pulling tighter on the hold. Kris rolls himself on to his knees and somehow manages to pull himself on to his feet before running backwards in to the corner, crushing Fenris against the turnbuckle! Kris steps out again and drives Fenris back in to the turnbuckle, forcing him to break the hold.
Simone: I'm not sure how Kris found the strength to stand up but he somehow managed to break out of that one.
Kris steps out of the corner for a second and charges back towards Fenris, but Fenris puts a boot up, catching him in the jaw. Kris spins around, but Fenris moves in behind and lifts him over in a release German suplex, throwing Kris in to the turnbuckle.
Adams: My God! The back of Kris' head just bounced off the turnbuckle.
Kris slumps to the floor but Fenris charges in with a knee strike, catching him hard in the face. Fenris stands up and waits in the middle of the ring and waits for Kris to get up. As Kris does, Fenris charges towards him and catches him in the face with a big boot!
Simone: Wolf's Paw!
Kris drops to the mat and Fenris goes for the cover. Jasmine drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Kris puts his foot on the bottom rope!
Adams: Great ring presense from Kris.
Simone: And Fenris lack of experience on show there too.
Fenris punches the mat in anger as he looks towards Jasmine. He stands up to yell towards her in Icelandic, drawing a confused look from her, but Kris sneaks up behind him and pulls him over in a schoolboy roll up! Jasmine drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
Fenris just kicks out!
Adams: Kris nearly just stole that one out from under the champions nose.
Both men get to their feet but Fenris ducks behind Kris and locks on a sleeper hold, trying to wear the challenger down, but Kris reaches down and lifts Fenris legs. Fenris locks his legs around Kris, but Kris grabs his head and drops down with a backpack stunner!
Simone: What a counter from Kris.
The two men lay on the floor, breathing heavy, both men slowly try to return to their feet, throwing punches at each other as they work their way back to their feet. Fenris pushes Kris back against the ropes but Kris bounces back with a claymore kick!
Simone: Godspeed!
Adams: No!
Fenris manages to avoid the kick, sending Kris landing on his back. Fenris waits as Kris returns to his feet and throws a straight kick to Kris' head!
Simone: Wolf's Bane!
Kris drops to the floor, his body limp. Fenris drops to the canvas, covering Kris and Jasmine drops down to make the count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match AND STILL SCW World Heavyweight Champion..... FENRISSSSSSSSSS!
Simone: What an incredible match.
Adams: Kris gave it his all but came up short against one of the fastest rising stars SCW has seen.
Simone: It's gonna be tough to get that championship away from him.
Fenris is handed the championship belt back and he raises it above his head.
Simone: But that is all we have time for tonight. Thank you for joining us for Violent Conduct V. Join us in two weeks time as we return with Climax Control!
The camera fades to Fenris in the ring with his belt over his shoulder.
THANK YOU! to Chris, Mark, Court, Annie, The Lord MK, Jenny, Casey, Gerrit and Mercedes. Also again to Annie for the cool match banners and to everyone who roleplayed!