The song winds and all of the drag queens on stage pose together as the spotlight winks out and the camera heads to the ringside area with Belinda Simone and Jason Adams at the broadcast booth.

Simone: Hello everyone, and welcome to 2023! Welcome to a brand new year for one and all in the Sin City Universe!

Adams: And welcome to the first event of the New Year! Inception VI!

Simone: What better way to kick off a brand new year than with the first event being a Supercard spectacular with TWELVE big matches! Including tonight's kick off match for the Bombshell Internet Championship as 'the Dreamkiller' Kayla Richards puts her championship on the line against Mercedes Vargas!

Adams: Then O'Malley FINALLY gets his hands on the Troll in an official match when they meet in a mixed tag team match where O'Malley's wife Darcy is his tag team partner and the Troll's girlfriend Kitty Lytter is his!

Simone: A feud that has spanned many years in many a promotion comes to a probable conclusion when the reigning Roulette Champion 'Bulldog' Bill Barnhart defends the gold against longtime rival, SCW Hall of Famer Goth!

Adams: Helluva Bottom Carter is up against a B-I-G disadvantage in size, strength and experience when he goes against former World Heavyweight and Internet Champion, Senor/Brother Vinnie! We know Carter has a beef with the Bulldog, maybe this is a message to be sent to Barnhart?

Simone: Miles "Milo" Kasey was originally scheduled to face Austin James Mercer tonight but Austin had to drop out for personal reasons. Taking his place tonight against Miles is none other than "the Dragon" Mark Cross!

Adams: Fenris has been trading words with the Internet Champion Alexander Raven for WEEKS now! Tonight the two finally meet inside of the ring for the first time with the gold on the line!

Simone: Hall of Famer Roxi Johnson steps back inside of the six-sided ring and this time she is up against a fierce competitor in the form of Georgie Robertson!

Adams: The feud between Melissa and Jessie Salco reaches its finale (yeah we've heard THAT before!) tonight in a 30 Minute Iron Woman match!

Simone: Then Ariana Angelos faces her greatest test to date as the Roulette Champion when she must put the championship on the line in an Open Invitational Free For All! We already know Zoey Lukas, Seleana Zdunich and Bella Madison have signed up, but who else?? The woman who retrieves the title belt from above the ring and escapes the arena with the title in her possession will be the champion!

Adams: Then we have a battle of the great ones when the multi-time champion and multi-time Hall of Fame honoree "Chronic" Chris Page goes up against a future "great one" in Finn Whelan!

Simone: The World Heavyweight Championship is then at stake in a Fatal Fourway match when the reigning and defending champion "Godly" Ken Davison defends the gold against THREE former champions; his friend and pseudo brother, Mac Bane, Jack Washington AND Matthew "the Raven" Knox! The man to score the pinfall or submission leaves with the championship to call his own!

Adams: And in the Main Event! The feud between Masque and Amber Ryan has reached its peak and can go on no further! Masque put Amber out with a tragic injury and tonight, Amber is BACK! And Amber wants to hurt Masque in the worst way; by stripping her of the World Championship! And she just might do it in tonight's Last Bombshell Standing match!

Simone: All this and more on SCW Inception VI!

Backstage at the Stockton Arena, the lead reporter to Sin City Wrestling - Pussy Willow, stands in a shimmering pink dress before a backdrop for Inception VI, featuring the six participants in tonight's two World Championship matches.

Pussy Willow: Ladies and gentlemen, my next guest at this time will be ...

She catches sight of something from out of the corner of her eye.

Pussy Willow: Oh for the love of all that is holy...

And onto the scene is none other than the Troll who is wearing a thick brace around his neck, bandages wrapped haphazardly around his upper body and arm, which is sporting a crutch while his "girlfriend", Katherine Lytter, is assisting him with a fretful expression on her face.

Pussy Willow: What ... is going on??

Holding his neck, the Troll winces unconvincingly while "Kitty" pampers her man.

The Troll: What does it look like!? I was the victim of a brutal assault! There I was, coming into the building with Katherine here, all ready to kick some hairy, Irish butt when I was brutally attacked! From behind I might add!

Pussy Willow: Attacked?

Pussy Willow side glances the cameraman, clearly not believing this story.

Pussy Willow: By whom, I wonder?

The Troll: Who do you think!? That coward O'Malley! His wife stepped in front of me to distract me so that coward could attack me from behind!

Kitty: What kinda man attacks another man with his back turned! A coward, that's what!

The Troll: So I hate to disappoint my peeps but now because of him, I am not medically cleared to compete tonight!

The crowd watching this unfold BOOS!

The Troll: I know, I'm disappointed too! But blame O'Malley! If it wasn't for him, I'd be in that ring, right now, beating his worthless butt from pillar to post! But in the meantime, I need to leave and rest. That's what the doctor prescribed! Lots of rest!

Kitty: C'mon babe. I'll take good care of you!

That said, Kitty proceeded to escort the Troll away as Pussy Willow rolls her eyes and turns to address the camera.

Pussy Willow: That would have been more believable if he weren't wearing a knee brace around his neck!

At this particular moment in the show the cameras found themselves in the parking lot of the arena. In fact they were being focused on an all white limo that appeared to be pulling in. License plates had the huge letters of "MH" right on them. As soon as the limo came to a stop right in front of the back door of the Stockton Arena. Coming into the camera frame at that particular moment was the familiar Reporter in Scott Oliver. Trusty microphone in hand as he spoke.

Scott Oliver: Mannn, I don't even know what is going on right now. I was just sent out here by the boss dude. Try to get an interview or something with a guest. To be honest with y'all. I was just trying to chill in catering and eat some flaming hot cheetos.

That level of nonchalant-ness of Oliver pouring out as he spoke. In the background the back door could be heard and seen opening. Forcing Oliver to turn around and start to approach the door.

Scott Oliver: Uh, excuse me...

He was right up on the door before anyone could even step up. That being said a split second later a silver ashy colored hair woman with a very pale skin tone stood up. Tight black dress on her as she leaned her head down into the limo for a second.

Mystery Woman: Attends un moment.

The french accent coming off rather strong. Before she looked up from the door pushing it closed. She had daggers in her eyes when she glared up at Oliver.

Mystery Woman: Puis-je vous aider?

Scott Oliver: Uh sorry? I don't speak

Mystery Woman: It is french, imbécile!

Scott Oliver: You're throwing too many big words at me here.

Her eyes seemed to narrow more and more as the man spoke. By no means was she even the least bit entertained by his presence.

Scott Oliver: Are you the special guest I'm supposed to be interviewing right now?

Mystery Woman: Ugh, has no one taught you proper english? Has no one ever taken the time to teach you how to speak to people or how to speak in general? I knew the people of California were uneducated but my god!

Scott Oliver: Still doesn't answer my question.

Mystery Woman: *mumbling* Quel idiot! No, I am not the person you are meant to be speaking to. And what I am seeing at this second. I do not want you speaking to me any longer or my husband at all.

Scott Oliver: Husband? I don't see a husband anywhere?

Mystery Woman: S'en aller!

She was quick to push him away from her before she turned and grabbed a hold of the door handle. Quickly pulling it open and climbing inside only to slam the door shut. Oliver standing there looking ever so confused.

Scott Oliver: So no interview? Bet, hot cheeto time!

Not another word said on his end. Oliver turned himself around and started to head back inside the building. For a second or two the cameras were left to focus on that limo sitting there. Leaving people wondering what exactly was going on with that woman, who her husband was, and where this was all going to pan out. Cameras cutting away then.

Simone: It's time for the first SCW Match of the year! Kayla Richards has seemingly been untouchable since she won the Bombshell Internet Title for the second time in her career but will a second chance at a title dash her dreams of continuing that streak into 2023? One way to find out as Mercedes Vargas challenges Kayla for the Bombshell Internet Title!

Adams: And when Belinda says second chance, she really means it because Mercedes challenged Kayla for the belt back in November which served as Kayla's second defence and her last defence of 2022, will the second time be the charm for Mercedes?

Simone: One way to find out! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIS IS THE OPENING CONTEST OF THE EVENING SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IT IS FOR THE BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP!

"I will kill your dreams."

The voice of Kayla Richards gives way to the opening guitar riff of Bad Omens "Like a Villian" The lights flash from being on and bright to dark and switching between a dark purple and red. Kayla Richards steps out onto the stage in her gear, a black leather jacket over it, her long hair flowing down as she makes her way to the ring, she runs and slides up and across the apron on one knee before getting into the ring and putting both her hands in the air, one crossed over the other to make a "K" with her fingers before they turn into a double bird and move down to a fingergun pose pointed at the crowd.

Justin: Currently in the ring, from Norwich, East Anglia, England she is the reigning and defending Bombshell Internet Champion "The Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards!

Simone: Kayla may not be the nicest Bombshell on the roster but can you really deny her talent at this point?

Adams: Especially when you look at some of the women Kayla beat over the course of her SCW Carer!

Justin: Introducing the challenger!

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 the match to start!

Simone: Mercedes has been a persistent title challenger in recent years but many are questioning if she can keep up with the new generation of Bombshells!

Adams: Her last match of 2022 was a loss to Zoey Lukas so there is some credence to that theory!

Drew goes over the rules with both women before he checks them for weapons, his search of Kayla comes up clean (though the British Bombshell is clearly annoyed by this) and Drew then goes on to check Mercedes for weapons, but right as he's checking her boots Kayla sprints across the ring and uses Drew's back as a springboard to hit a rising knee strike to Mercedes's face backing the veteran into the corner and forcing Drew to call for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: And tonight's opener is off to an explosive start already with Kayla attacking Mercedes from the word go!

Adams: And she used Drew as a step to pull it off, something men would pay good money for! Or so I've heard!

Drew has some words for Kayla but she pays him no mind as she unloads on Mercedes with some rights and lefts alongside a few kicks! However the element of surprise wears off as Mercedes starts to fight back against the Bombshell Internet Champion fighting her way out of the corner and back to the centre of the ring where the two Bombshells start brawling much to the enjoyment of the fans! Kayla manages to get in a knee strike to Mercedes's stomach knocking the wind out of the veteran Bombshell before she goes for a Suplex! However Mercedes slips out the back of the Suplex attempt and counters it with a ripcord clothesline!

Simone: Kayla had the upper hand at first but Mercedes managed to fight back!

Adams: And now Mercedes is going for the first pin of the year!

ONE!

TWO!

And Kayla kicks out just in time! Mercedes shakes her head before she picks Kayla back up and goes for a Back Suplex on Kayla only for Kayla to slip out the back of the Suplex attempt and hit Mercedes with a bridging German Suplex! Kayla holds on for the pin as Drew gets into position.

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes kicks out but Kayla doesn't let up, keeping her grip around Mercedes's hips and rolling onto her knees before going for another German Suplex, this time a release variation only for Mercedes to land on her feet! When Kayla turns around she is met with her signature Superkick!

Simone: BE STILL MY HEART! Mercedes hits it! If she can get the pin on Kayla then we're kicking off the new year with a new champion!

Adams: And Kayla realizes it too because she's already rolled to the outside!

Indeed the champion has retreated to the outside before Mercedes can follow up her Superkick with a pin attempt and she is clearly trying to regain her bearings whilst clutching her jaw in pain! Back in the ring Mercedes is trying to follow Kayla to the outside so that she can maintain her advantage but Drew orders the veteran to back off so Kayla can regroup and he can do his job! Mercedes just shakes her head before she heads to the top of the nearest turnbuckle and waits for Kayla to get back to her feet! When she does Mercedes leaps off the turnbuckle and nails Kayla with a crossbody to the outside forcing Drew to restart his count at seven!

Simone: Kayla may have prevented the pinfall after Mercedes's Superkick but the veteran was able to adapt!

Adams: And Drew's count is back to one!

Drew's restarted count doesn't even reach four before Mercedes rolls Kayla back into the ring where she follows her in and goes for a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

And Kayla kicks out! Mercedes picks Kayla back up and goes for a Reverse DDT but Kayla starts fighting out of the attempt with a couple of elbows to Mercedes's midsection followed by a kick to the Argentinian Bombshell's face that breaks Mercedes's hold and spins her around! Kayla seizes the opportunity to roll up Mercedes into a Victory Roll!

ONE!

TWO!

And Mercedes kicks out but Kayla uses the opportunity to attempt the Ghostlock!

Simone: Kayla's trying to end the match with the Ghostlock!

Adams: That's how she retained the title against Mercedes in their first match!

Mercedes quickly catches onto Kayla's plan as she starts to fight against Kayla's attempts to get the bodylock locked in knowing that she wouldn't be able to get out of the move at that point! Kayla for her part is fighting like a lioness to get her submission finisher locked in fully as she's only been able to get her arm around Mercedes's head up to this point! Ultimately Mercedes's veteran instincts pay off as she manages to get her foot on the bottom rope before Kayla can even get her legs around her forcing Kayla to abandon the attempt!

Simone: Mercedes is still in the match thanks to her veteran instincts!

Adams: But how will Kayla react to this?!

The struggle has clearly taken a lot out of both women as they are slow to get to their feet but Kayla gets back to her feet first and seeing Mercedes on her knees, she goes for the Dreamkiller only for Mercedes to duck under it and goes for the Black Rose Overdrive! However Kayla manages to get out of it by landing on her feet before chop blocking Mercedes's knee an then hitting the Dreamkiller!

Simone: DREAMKILLER! Kayla hits it!

Adams: Mercedes is out! Stick a fork in her, she's done!

Kayla goes for the pin whilst counting along with it!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING! DING! DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and STILL BOMBSHELL INTERNET CHAMPION, "THE DREAMKILLER" KAYLA RICHARDS!

Simone: That's the third successful defence for Kayla! One wonders who will be the one to dethrone her!

Adams: With the new talent coming in? That's a good question!

Drew awards Kayla her title back and she holds it high above her head before mouthing "I'll take on anyone" to the camera.

O'Malley and Darcy are seen backstage just down the hall from the locker room areas. They are all dressed in their ring gear and ready to go for their match against The Troll and Kitty Lytter. Darcy looks slightly nervous, but at the same time, excited to finally get her hands on Kitty. Something is said between the two of them and they share a laugh, when Pussy Willow walks up to them, a confused look on her face.

Pussy Willow: Excuse me? O'Malley? Darcy? What...what are you doing?

Darcy and O'Malley share a confused look.

O'Malley: What do ye mean? We've got our match comin' up. We got a Troll and his filthy trash bin girlfriend to beat.

Darcy: We really do need—

Pussy stops them from walking away, about to tell them news they hadn't heard.

Pussy Willow: You must not have heard then.

O'Malley: Heard what?

Darcy looks at O'Malley, concerned.

Pussy Willow: The match has been postponed. Maybe cancelled.

O'Malley is suddenly furious, but he and Darcy are equally confused.

Darcy: Why?!

O'Malley: Oh c'mon! Why the hell did they go and do that?!

Pussy Willow: Well The Troll showed up wearing a neck brace and he's claimed that you attacked him and caused his injury. So he's unable to compete.

O'Malley snarls and Darcy throws her hands in the air in frustration.

Darcy: This is ridiculous! He's obviously lying because he's afraid to face us!

O'Malley: How the hell could I attack him outside of any SCW shows?! I've had enough of that little piece o' shite.

Pussy Willow: I'm sure everyone believes you but until they get proof...the match won't be taking place.

O'Malley closes his eyes for a moment and as much as he tries to control his anger, he can't. He lets out a frustrated growl and storms off. Darcy sighs and then with an apologetic look to Pussy, she heads off in the same direction to go and calm him down.

We hear RAISE YOUR GLASS by Pink hit the speakers in the Stockton Arena and the crowd erupts in a mostly negative way knowing that Bill Barnhart is about to make an appearance. In addition to a general dislike for Bill's arrogant attitude the fans in Stockton know that Bill was born and grew up in Oakland, California, and that he takes every opportunity to publicly denounce the city of Stockton for being one of the main drug dealing and gang member areas in the State of California. The fans don't have to wait long as Bill and Bea Barnhart exit the backstage area and walk to the middle of the landing at the top of the ramp that leads to the ring. Bill is in his normal pink wrestling attire that has black trim and a black heart sewn on the chest of his outfit while Bea is wearing her trademark light blue dress which is her normal attire when she serves in the corner of Bill as his Manager. We notice both have a mic in their hand which means they are about to give us their comments on Bill's match tonight. Bill's entrance music stops and Bill and Bea raise their arms into the air which causes the crowd to get even louder in their negative behavior toward them. The two drop their arms and Bill starts their comments.

Bill: Tonight I defend the Roulette Championship against Goth. Tonight I retain MY Roulette Championship and I plan on putting Goth out of the sport of wrestling. With our past history I have no choice but to destroy Goth and save the wrestling world, and the fans, further headaches having to deal with the likes of Goth.

The crowd erupts in a chorus of booing again.

Bea: We have an interesting situation for Bill's match. Not only is Bill going up against Goth, his former Boss in another wrestling federation, who harassed and tried to destroy Bill, but we have Melissa in the corner of Goth as his Manager. Melissa you're warned in advance that if you try to interfere in this match to help Goth. . .if you do anything outside the rules of this match. . .then you'll also be put out of the sport of wrestling by me. If you think I'm joking then go ahead and laugh. I didn't see you laughing when I defeated you by pinfall at Climax Control 350.

The crowd again erupts into a chorus of booing again at Bea's comments.

Bill: Tonight you'll see two major events take place. The first is my total and final destruction of Goth who abused me and antagonized me when we served together in another wrestling federation and you will see Goth destroyed and entering the retirement phase of his life. The second thing is you'll see me again successfully defend MY Roulette Championship on my way to holding the Championship for a very long time.

The crowd gets louder this time to the point the venue is vibrating.

Bea: It doesn't matter what you in the stands think. It doesn't matter what the viewers at home think. It doesn't matter what Goth and Melissa think. The only thing that matters is what me and Bill think and the fact that Bill is going to win his match against Goth tonight and continue his reign as Roulette Champion!

The crowd gets so loud in their disapproval of Bill and Bea that the two realize that trying to make additional comments would be futile as they wouldn't be able to be heard so they throw their mics to the floor of the landing then they turn around and walk into the backstage area. Even after the two are out of sight the fans continue with their disapproval that it takes several minutes for them to quiet down so the event can continue.

Simone: What an amazing night of action we have had here so far!

Adams: And we're far from done! There's still a metric butt-ton of matches still to come tonight, including our massive fatal fourway for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship!

Simone: Not to mention the headline match, a Last Woman Standing match between current SCW Women's Champion Masque and the juggernaut Amber Ryan, with the title on the line!

Adams: That is going to be a hard match to watch!

Simone: But right now we're getting word that Rocky Mountains is standing by with what is potentially a major announcement. Let's send it back to her!

The camera switched to show Rocky Mountains standing in the backstage area, microphone in hand and a smile on her face.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Thank you, Belinda and Jason. I'm backstage because the rumour mill has been absolutely churning these past few weeks. With all the new Bombshell signings ahead of the massive Roulette Championship match, this particular rumour sort of fell between the cracks, but I have it on good authority that a former SCW Superstar is set to make their comeback here shortly. The identity of this person has been kept quite secretive, but my sources have indicated that this individual will be here tonight.

She pauses a moment as her gaze goes offscreen, and her eyes go wide as she dashes off-camera. The cameraman scrambles to keep up with her as she hurries down the hallway, catching up to someone with their back to the camera. When she stops and taps the person on their shoulder, they turn around and the person is revealed to be Malachi.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Excuse me, Malachi? Are you the former SCW Superstar that's set to make a huge comeback to the company in the new year?

He cocks an eyebrow at her and scoffs a bit.

Malachi: Why the hell would you think that?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well, I heard through the grapevine that a former talent was set to be here tonight and announce their return to the company...and you have been gone for quite some time...

Malachi: Look, I'm only here tonight to support my wife as she finally claims her first singles title in SCW. That's it.

He starts to walk away and the camera swings back to Rocky who looks a bit embarrassed. But just as she lifts the microphone to speak, Malachi pops back into the frame.

Malachi: Just messing with you.

The crowd, surprisingly, cheers loudly at this statement and Rocky gets a big smile on her face. Malachi looks at the camera with a smirk on his face and a glint in his blue eyes.

Malachi: That's right, you heard it here first. Ladies, gentlemen, and everyone in between and outside the binary...I'm back in SCW. And I'm putting everyone on notice that by this year's end, I will be a champion in SCW. Hell, let's make it interesting and say by June. My brother was able to shake the mixed tag specialist label and finally claim a singles title here, and soon enough I'm going to do the same. So if anyone's got their hands on some gold, you better enjoy it while you can because it doesn't matter who it is or what title they're holding...I'm coming for it all.

Just as he wrapped up his speech and before Rocky could ask any follow-up questions, Bella Madison walked into the shot.

Bella: Hey, Mark and Christian want to see us in their office before my match.

Malachi: I just made my return announcement and they're already on my ass? Geez, I haven't even had a chance to mess with anyone yet...except for Rocky.

He gave her a little cheeky wink and she laughed slightly. But Bella seemed a bit preoccupied, even worried as she chewed her thumbnail.

Bella: I honestly have no idea what this is about. But it can't be good.

Malachi: I'm sure everything's fine. Maybe just a last-minute pep talk?

Bella stared at him with a look of disbelief, and he shrugged his shoulders.

Malachi: You never know. But we better get there and find out.

He took Bella's hand and with one final goodbye to Rocky, the couple took their leave on their way to the bosses' office.

The scene opens up backstage where we see Goth and Bill Barnhart standing beside the Roulette Wheel waiting for their stip to be decided.

Simone: It's time for the first Roulette Title Match of the year and with two veterans like Goth and Bill Barnhart in the mix? You know it's gonna be a wild one!

Adams: Not nearly as wild as the women's Roulette Title Match later in the night, that match more than doubled it's original size thanks to the Open Invite aspect!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ready gentlemen?

Goth and Bill nod before Rocky gives the wheel a spin, as it starts to slow down we see several different stips before it seems to stop on Falls Count Anywhere, then it nudges over to 12 Labours of Hercules.......

Ms. Rocky Mountains: WHY IS THAT STILL ON THE WHEEL?!

Before finally (and much to Rocky's relief) nudging over to the next stip.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh thank god! The first Roulette Title Match of the year will be a Submission Match!

Simone: Can't get much simpler than that, only way to win is by submission!

Adams: And that's right up Bill's ally thanks to the Barnhart Shoulder Breaker!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Good luck gentlemen!

The two men nod before they walk off to prepare for the match.

Simone: Welcome back to Inception VI and the first Roulette Title Match of the Year! Bill has held onto the title with an iron grip since he won it from Miles Kasey but can an old friend take it from him? It's a Global Wrestling Alliance dream match as Goth goes one on one will Bill Barnhart in a Submission Match!

Adams: No DQ, no count outs, no pinfalls, only way to win is by submission!

Simone: This should be a great match! Let's take it to Justin!

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, this a Roulette Rules Match, scheduled for one fall and it is for the SCW Roulette Championship! Thanks to a spin of the wheel, we know that it'll be a Submission Match!

The crowd cheers before Raise Your Glass by Pink hits the speakers and we see Bill Barnhart walk out from the backstage area holding a pink glass chalice in his hand. He is followed by his wife and Manager, Bea Barnhart, who is leading their English Bulldog Iris by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar.

Justin: Introducing first, accompanied by Bea Barnhart from Lawrenceville, Georgia weighing 240ibs he is the reigning and defending SCW Roulette Champion, "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart!

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

Simone: Bill is looking to kick off the new year with a successful defence but that's a lot easier said than done tonight!

Adams: Speaking off, many were surprised that Bea didn't join the Bombshell Roulette Match but I guess they felt that one Barnhart as champ was enough!

Justin: Introducing the challenger! About to enter the arena, standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 239 pounds!!!

The words fade as we hear the Church bells cling before the guitar riff starts playing along with the choir singing. The music builds up to where finally Corey Taylor can be heard. The name Goth emerges upon the titan tron, but the man only walks out after Corey Taylor can be heard screaming the words: "I'm finally holding on to letting go!!" As explosions go off on the side of the entrance stage. Goth stares at the crowd as his fiancé Melissa emerges behind him.

Justin: Currently residing from Manhattan, New York!!! He is the King of Kings!! Goth!!!!

Goth lifts his head upwards to the ceiling while extending his arms, a smirk emerges upon his face as he listens to the mixed reactions. After a few seconds he looks back ahead of him towards the ring walking slowly, totally ignoring the fans who are trying to touch him as he walks to the steel ringsteps. He gets on the ring apron before opening up the top and middle ring rope for his fiancé Melissa as she steps through them. He then steps in the ring and stares down his opponent/awaits his opponent as his music slowly fades.

Simone: Speaking of names conspicuously absent from the Bombshell match, considering Ari won the title from her you'd think Melissa would've jumped at the chance!

Adams: Probably the same reason Jessie Salco ruled herself out, those two are competing in an Iron Woman match right before the Bombshell Match!

Jacob goes over the rules with both men and once they nod to confirm that they understand he calls for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Simone: And the first Roulette Title defence of the year is underway!

Adams: The rest of the men's division will be watching this one closely!

Bill and Goth lock up in the middle of the ring as soon as the bell rings before Goth backs Bill up to the ring ropes but since the match is No DQ due to it being a submission match, Jacob can do nothing to force Goth to break it up and Bea and Melissa realize this at ringside as well, eventually Bill realizes that it's up to him to break up the lock up and he does this the old fashioned way by way of kicking Goth between the legs.

Simone: Well, that's one way to break the hold and I don't think Melissa's going to like Goth being kicked in the balls by Bill!

Adams: And Bea couldn't be happier! Pun not intended!

Goth drops to the matt clutching his balls and Bill seems to consider going for a pin at this point but then remembers that he can only win by Submission so Bill instead locks in a Single Leg Boston Crab in the middle of the ring! Bea cheers on her husband from the ringside area whilst Melissa watches on with concern on her face as Jacob checks on Goth to see if he wants to submit! Goth refuses and starts crawling his way to the ring ropes nearest to Melissa even though Jacob can't threaten Bill with a disqualification due to the No DQ Nature of a submission Match! But it turns out that Goth and Melissa had a different plan in mind as Melissa slides Goth a pair of brass knuckles which he puts onto his hand.

Simone: Where was she hiding those brass knuckles? Down her bra?!

Adams: I'm pretty sure I'd remember seeing Melissa reach into her bra but those knuckles have given Goth a huge advantage!

At this point Bill pulls Goth back to the centre of the ring to try to change up submission holds but the moment Bill turns Goth onto his back is the moment Goth connects with a solid punch from the brass knuckles dropping him like a sack of potatoes! Bea complains about the blatant cheating at ringside but Jacob can do nothing about it as he continues to punch away Bill's face from a mounted position leaving the veteran a crimson mask before Goth locks in a Triangle Choke!

Simone: Now Goth's in control and after he worked over Bill's face like that? I'm not sure Bill can continue!

Adams: Two very different reactions from the ladies at ringside as well, Melissa is loving this whilst Bea couldn't hate this more if she tried.

It seems like Bill is out for the count and that Goth is going to walk out of Stockton as the new Roulette Champion but Bea's words on encouragement from the ringside area breathes new life into Bill as he starts to fight out of the Triangle Choke breaking the grip of the legs from around his head and then gouging at Goth's face forcing him to let go of Bill's arm! Unfortunately for Goth, he looses the grip on the brass knuckles in the process and Bill grabs it before Goth can realize it!

Simone: Bill's out of the Triangle Choke and now has the Brass Knuckles which is doubly bad news for Goth!

Adams: And the ladies are clearly divided on this at ringside! Bea couldn't be happier and Melissa's getting more frustrated by the second!

Melissa tries to alert Goth that Bill has the knuckles but whilst he does learn this fact, it's the hard way as Bill clocks Goth in the gut with the Brass Knuckles before following that up with an uppercut with his unarmed hand and then follows that up with a Bearhug in the middle of the ring! Jacob gets into position to ask Goth if he wants to submit but Goth refuses and resorts to some rather.......unusual tactics to get of the bearhug!

Simone: GOTH'S BITING BILL TO GET OUT OF THE HOLD!

Adams: Can't say it didn't work!

The shocking move is enough for Bill to let go of Goth but it has clearly left sour taste in Goth's mouth, presumably from the blood pouring from Bill's forehead! Bill tries to regain the advantage with a running clothesline once the surprise wears off but Goth reverses it into a Fujiwara Armbar taking him down to the matt in seconds! Jacob gets into position to ask Bill if he wants to submit but Bill refuses before rolling up Goth to get out of the hold! Since there are no pins in the match Goth rolls out of it and Bill gives up the pin without hesitation and Bill goes for another punch with the Brass Knuckles! This time Goth blocks it though and takes another bite out of Bill's head to stun him!

Simone: I can't believe I'm saying this but can the wrestlers stop biting each other?!

Adams: If you want to ask Goth to stop biting Bill, go ahead! Hey and I think Melissa has had enough of Bea!

Bea is left so speechless at Bill's actions that she doesn't even see Melissa marching over to her before she's spun around and dropped with the Shade of Black! Back in the ring Goth spits out some of Bill's blood before dropping Bill with the Chaos ADDT in the middle of the ring! Bill is out like a light! But Goth knows that he can't go for the pin and he instead tries the Triangle Choke again and Jacob gets into position!

Simone: CHAOS ADDT! And the Triangle Choke!

Adams: Bill AND Bea are out, stick a fork in Bill he's done!

Bill has just enough life in him to tap out as soon as Jacob's in position and he calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner and NEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWW SCW ROULETTE CHAMPION, GOTH!

Simone: Goth has done it, he's won the Roulette Title for the third time!

Adams: What a match!

Goth celebrates his win with Melissa whilst Jacob checks on the Barnharts!

We're now backstage as we see Miles Kasey and HB Carter hanging around, chatting as they both prepare for their upcoming matches. Miles is working on wasting a whole roll of tape, getting slightly distracted by Carter who is messing with his gear.

Miles: Your nerves are showing.

Carter looks at him, nervously smiling like always anyways but a little extra tension is there.

HBCarter: Is it that obvious?

Miles: Trust me, you'll be fine. Just pretend you're wrestling me out there.

HBCarter: That would only make things worse.

Miles smirks while trying to adjust his tape.

Miles: One can only guess why.

Eventually Miles gives up trying to get the tape to set right and pulls the entire thing off his arm with a growl.

Miles: I give up.

He bundles it together and playfully tosses it at Carter.

Miles: Your fault.

Carter looks mildly offended but realizes he's only joking and laughs throwing it back at him.

HBCarter: Oh yeah, my fault.

Miles: Yes and now I have to go all the way over there, get a whole new roll and start all over again.

Miles cheekily sticks his tongue out at Carter before walking a whole 5 feet to grab a new roll as Carter just shakes his head and bends over to start messing with the laces of his boots and Miles turns around and stops in his tracks seeing this in front of him. He stares for a moment before he hears someone clear their throat from behind him which startles him and he turns on his heels to see Bella Madison standing there with her arms crossed in front of her clutching her phone in her hand.

Bella: Enjoying the view?

Miles looks back and forth for a moment before he takes a deep breath.

Miles: You scared the hell out of me. You should know better than to sneak up on me like that.

Bella: Hence the reason why I didn't just walk up on you and cleared my throat, I've known you long enough.

Miles: Smart.

Miles mindlessly twirls the roll in his hand, trying hard to not glance back.

Bella: Milo, why are you torturing yourself? Why don't you just...you know...tell him?

Miles: I haven't the foggiest what you are talkin' about love. I just got caught off guard for a moment.

Bella: Riiiiiiiiight, and the fact that you were practically envisioning while your mouth was gaped open catching flies is...

Miles: Bells, stop it.

She innocently holds up her hands with a little smirk on her face.

Bella: Hey, I'm just saying! I came over here to grab some tape before you destroy yet another roll and leave none for the rest and was just making a general observation from someone that knows you better than practically anyone on this roster.

Miles rolls his eyes at this and gives a side eye glare for a moment.

Miles: You know just because Mattie and Alanah isn't here means you need to fulfill your Unholy Trinity role of butting into my life.

Bella: And you know that above all else I wanna see you happy. The both of you, actually.

Miles relaxes a bit finally and smiles for a moment before leaning over and giving her a kiss on the cheek.

Miles: I know, thanks...I just...it's still new.

Bella: Well, don't wait too long.

Bella's phone goes off with a message tone, she looks down and frowns for a moment.

Miles: Everything alright?

Bella: I think? I just paged to the bosses' office and to bring Mal with me before my match. Wonder what that's about...

Miles: Well you better get going. Let me know what happens?

Bella nods at him before heading off and giving a quick hug to Carter as she passes by. Carter returns to fixing everything and from the other side she motions to Miles to talk and mouths 'TAP THAT!' and he gives her a big wave to go away, which catches Carter's attention.

HBCarter: What was that about?

Miles: Bella being Bella. Don't worry your pretty head about it.

A camera crew rushes to the backstage area as a Humvee rolls into the garage area. The driver's door opens and Eavan Maloney hops out of it and nods to the crew before walking away. Backstage reporter Holly Wood gets Eavan's attention which gets an eyeroll as response before walking over.

Holly Wood: First of all, welcome to Sin City Wrestling, and I guess the obvious question is... how confident are you feeling coming into the Roulette Invitational?

Eavan looks Holly up and down, and smirks as she crosses her arms.

Eavan: First of all, go to hell with your welcome crap. There's not many who are liking the fact I'm even here tonight, let alone fighting in their ring. So, you know what? I'm pretty confident in myself. This was the one place I was told to stay away from. I was told I'd be mugged in the streets and left for dead. I was told I'd have nuclear heat. Now, do you really want THIS girl that drives Humvees and calls herself Warmonger to have access to ANYTHING nuclear? KA-BOOM!

Eavan twirls the two braids on her head while giving a Harley Quinn-inspired grin.

Eavan: Now, as far as the Invitational goes, I don't really care if I win it or not. I used the match to get myself in the door, and nothing more. I get to step inside an SCW ring and if I'm only in it for thirty seconds or if I'm in it for thirty minutes, I achieved a goal nobody expected me to do so I've already won.

Holly Wood: Ok, hypothetically-speaking, should you win the title, who would you like to have as your first challenger?

Eavan: Well, I'd expect... what's her face, the current champ, would have a rematch clause and maybe by then I'll remember her name. I have no desire to beat Caldwell, Hilton, whatever name she's using for clout this week. I've kicked her ass every time we've faced to the point it's embarrassing. Truthfully, if I could hand-pick an opponent, as much as she's family, she's a multi-time champ in this company and somebody I consider a standard-bearer here in SCW, and that'd be Seleana. That's down the road, tonight's about the Invitational. SCW, THIS... is my war.

Justin: This match is scheduled for one fall... introducing first...

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

Justin: Coming down the aisle accompanied by Bea Barnhart!! Standing in at 6'8 and weighing in at 280 pounds!! Hailing from Tijuana, Mexico!! Senor Vinnie!!!!

Vinnie and Bea walk to the ring as Vinnie holds the rope open for her as she steps through. He then steps through the ropes himself and hands her the cologne that he carries with him before posing a few moments before waiting for his opponent/staring down his opponent...

Justin: and his opponent...

No Shame by 5 Seconds of Summer begins to play and Carter steps through the curtains, holding an ankle length, sleeveless black robe closed in front of him. he then whips it open, revealing his ring attire of a printed belly t, booty shorts and thigh high boots. He holds one hand behind his head while running the other hand down his body while grinding his hips to the music.

Justin: From Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds, he is the "Hardcore Bottom" -- Helluva Bottom Carter!

Carter drops the robe to the stage and runs toward the ring, slapping hands offered out to him all around the ringside area. He then hops up onto the ring apron in a split and slides beneath the bottom rope. He crawls seductively on all fours until he arrives in his corner. He pulls himself up and then lays across the top corner, awaiting the start of the match.

The ref moves in and checks both for weapons before indicating for the match to begin.,,

DING DING DING!

Carter and Vinnie stare at each other from across the ring, as Carter jogs on the spot before they exchange a few words before moving in and locking up. Although its more Carter traying to lock up, but Vinnie grabs him and shoves in him to the corner. Carter glares at him before Vinnie rushes in but Carter dodges and Vinnie hits the turnbuckles. Carter quickly moves in and fires in punches to Vinnie's torso. He then stops and climbs onto the middle rope and fires in a couple punches into Vinnie's head before Vinnie grabs him and places him onto his shoulders.

Simone: A few words exchanged between the two before they move in and lock up but because of Vinnie size, he quickly overpowers Cater and pushes him the corner. Carter isn't impressed with Vinnie as Vinnie rushes in and tries for a corner clothesline but he dodges and Carter fire in some punches to the torso and then to his head.

Vinnie moves away from the corner, where Carter wriggles free and slides down Vinnie's back and onto the mat, where he grabs Vinnie's legs and drags him down to the mat and rolls him up into a pin...

ONE!

Kick out!

Adams: Vinnie grabs Carter and hoists him onto his shoulders but Carter manages to wriggle free and rolls him up for only a one count.

Vinnie kicks out as they both get back to their feet, as Vinnie takes a wild swing at Carter and Carter ducks and turns and bounces off the ropes and runs at Vinnie, where he hits a headscissors take down. Carter and Vinnie make their way back to their feet and Carter catches Vinnie with a standing dropkick sending Vinnie back down to the mat. Vinnie rolls himself from the ring and then stumbles away but Carter is quickly back to his feet and turns and bounces off the ropes and then dives through the ropes and catches Vinnie and sends him against the barriers. Vinnie leans against the barriers, while Carter bounces back to his feet.

Simone: Vinnie kicks out with ease as they both get to their feet as Carter uses his height advantage and hits a headscissors take down. They both get back to their feet and Carter sends Vinnie back down to the mat again with a dropkick.

Adams: Quick paced match this... as Carter uses his peed and he sends Vinnie out of the ring. He quickly follows up with a dive through the ropes.

As the ref demands Carter and Vinnie to bring the action back into the ring before beginning a count...

ONE!

TWO!

Carter takes a moment as Vinnie climbs back to his feet and rolls himself back into the ring...

THREE!

FOUR!

Carter turns and climbs onto the apron, as Vinnie climbs to his feet and approaches Carter, but Carter drives his shoulder into Vinnie's stomach. Vinnie double over, as Carter looks to leap over the top rope, but Vinnie catches Carter with a stiff punch and Carter crashes down onto the apron before rolling off holding his face, as he moves to the barriers and drops to his knees. As Vinnie takes a moment, before climbing from the ring and approaches Carter and grabs his arm and pulls him up and then lifts him up and then moves back towards the ring but instead drives Carter's back into the ring post.

Adams: The ref gets to four as Vinnie climbs back into the ring, as Carter catches Vinnie with a shoulder to the stomach, which looks to attack Vinnie but Vinnie swats Carter with a hard punch and Carter crashes to the apron and back outside.

Simone: That was a hard punch. Vinnie climbs from the ring and goes after Cater, where he grabs him and lifts him up and drives him hard into the ring post.

The ref who had been yelling at Vinnie to bring the action back into the ring flinches at Carter being driven into the ring post, however, begins a count.

ONE!

TWO!

Carter drops to his knees in pain as Vinnie takes a moment again before grabbing Carter once more and lifting him up.

THREE!

FOUR!

Simone: Carter is in trouble here... as Vinnie pulls Carter back up and throws him back into the ring.

Vinnie throws Carter back into the ring, as Vinnie takes a second before climbing back into the ring, where he finds Carter has rolled himself across the ring to the ropes in attempt to stay away from Vinnie. Vinnie approaches and grabs Carter and pulls him up away from the ropes before hitting a knee to the stomach, which sinks Carter down to the mat. Vinnie grabs Carter once more and pulls him up, where he grabs his hand and whips him across the ring hard and Carter is sent into the corner with a hard landing. Vinnie rushes in and hits a corner clothesline before backing up and Carter drops down to the mat once more.

Adams: It's all Vinnie now, as he works Carter over hard and Carter has no answer to it.

Carter crawls from the corner, and Vinnie hits an elbow drop across Carter's back and rolls Carter onto his back and into a pin...

ONE!

TWO!

THR-!

Simone: Carter barely kicks out.

Vinnie shakes his head, as he gets to a knee and then grabs Carter's legs before turning him over and then he rises up to his feet and then proceeds to lock in the Tijuana Crab (Boston Crab). Carter grimaces in pain, as he contemplate his next move, as the ref keeps asking if Carter wants to give up, but he shakes his head and shouts no, before using his arms and pushes himself up and drags him and Vinnie to the ropes and he grabs the bottom rope. The ref moves in and inform Vinnie and Vinnie releases and backs away. Carter keeps hold of the ropes before bringing his legs close to himself as he tries to recover.

Adams: Vinnie looks to make Carter tap, as he locks in the Boston crab on him, but Carter is stubborn and manages to get to the ropes and forces Vinnie to release, which he does and back off.

The ref moves in and checks on Carter before backing off as Vinnie tries to move in, but the ref keeps him back. Carter grabs the middle rope and pulls himself up to a knee as he gives twists and turns and stretches before pushing himself up to his feet. Vinnie suddenly rushes in, and Carter sends him up and over the ropes to the apron.

Simone: Carter keep hold of the ropes for the rope break and a chance to recover.

Adams: He takes his time but climbs to his feet and Vinnie rushes in and Carter sends Vinnie over the top rope, who lands on the apron.

Carter turns and Vinnie goes for a wild swing, which Carter ducks and drives a shoulder into Vinnie stomach. Vinnie holds his stomach and Carter backs up a little before leaping up and catches Vinnie with a dropkick and Vinnie leaps backwards onto the floor and a little rocked, as Carter spots his opportunity and climbs the turnbuckles to the top before leaping off with a crossbody and takes Vinnie down.

Simone: Carter ducks the wild swing from Vinnie and he drives a shoulder into Vinnie's stomach before following up with a dropkick. But he isn't done and he climbs the turnbuckles and leaps off with a crossbody.

Carter rolls away and slowly makes his way back to his feet as he holds his lower back, but he turns to where Vinnie is, and Vinnie sits up, but it quickly met with a shining wizard and he drops sideways. Carter looks at Vinnie and then back at the ref who had been shouting to bring the action back into the ring has started a count...

ONE!

TWO!

Adams: Carter rocks Vinnie with a shining wizard just to make sure he stays down.

Carter grabs Vinnie by the hand and drags him away from the barriers before having a bit of fun and does the Fairy Tail (Twerk into standing moonsault). Carter climbs back to his feet, where he grabs Vinnie's hand once more and drags him to the barriers.

THREE!

FOUR!

FIVE!

Leaning Vinnie against the barriers, Carter backs up and then charges in and hits a cannon ball onto Vinnie and Vinnie crumbles to the side, as Carter makes his way to his feet once more.

Simone: Carter hits the standing moonsault as the ref makes it to five. He then quickly follows up with a cannon ball.

SIX!

SEVEN!

Carter looks up, before grabbing Vinnie by the hand and tries to pull him up but his size and weight advantage makes him dead weight.

EIGHT!

Adams: With being only 172lbs and Vinnie a lot more...Carter struggles with the dead weight.

Carter lets go and rolls himself back into the ring and back out again to break the count before moving back to Vinnie. Carter attempts to lift Vinnie but still struggles and instead slides back into the ring to allow the ref to count him out.

Simone: Carter isn't able to bring Vinnie back in and instead goes for the count out.

ONE!

TWO!

Carter paces, as he plays the waiting game instead as Vinnie sits up and looks up at Carter and the ref and smirks before getting to a knee as he still feels the cannon ball.

Adams: Did Vinnie play Carter?

THREE!

FOUR!

Vinnie pushes himself up and climbs into the ring to break the count, as Carter rushes in and begin to club Vinnie's back, Vinnie shoves him away and gets to his feet. Vinnie and Carter meet in the middle once more, where they briefly brawl but Vinnie overpowers him and drives a knee into Carter's stomach, he then grabs his hand and whips him into the ropes and as Cater comes back, he hits a high knee, which drops Carter to the mat.

Simone: Vinnie is back in the ring and Carter moves in for a couple of clubbing blow but Vinnie shoves him away and gets to his feet, where the briefly brawl but Vinnie is the stronger of the two.

Adams: Vinnie drives a knee into the stomach before whipping him across the ring and catches him with a high knee and stops Carter hard.

Vinnie grabs Carter by the hair and drags him off the mat, where he lifts him up onto the top turnbuckle and delivers a couple of shots to the stomach. Before climbing onto the middle turnbuckle, where he looks for a suplex but Carter drives his head forward to the bridge of Vinnie nose and stuns him. Carter does it again and Vinnie leaps off the turnbuckle and stumbles back holding his face. Carter shakes his head and before climbing the rest of the turnbuckle and leaps off and hits the Fruit Fly – Eclipse!

Simone: Vinnie lifts Carter up onto the top turnbuckle as he looks to go high risk but Carter begins to fight back with a couple of headbutts, which stuns Vinnie.

Adams: Carter with the Fruit Fly.

Carter rolls him up making sure that he doesn't kick out...

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Adams: Carter has done it... he's beaten Vinnie!

DING DING DING!!

Justin: Winner of this match via pinfall... Helluva Bottom Carter.

Carter's music hits, as he climbs off Vinnie and makes his way to his feet a little groggy as the ref raises his arm in victory.

The curtains at the famed "gorilla position" are pushed open and Helluva Bottom Carter steps through carefully, sweating, battered and bruised from his fight against the much larger and more experienced Vinnie - but also, victorious. He is greeted with applause from his closest friends and some of the rest of the respective rosters and staff gathered.

Ariana: You did it, you did it!

Of course his BFF Ariana Angelos is the first to congratulate him on his first win since his return to active competition, wrapping her arms around his neck in a tight hug!

HBCarter: Owowowow! Easy Ari, I need my neck in one piece!

He jokes, and Ari gently releases him and she is still all smiles. Krystal is next and she wraps her arms around her friend, a little more gently than Ariana had done.

Krystal: I knew you could do it!

HBCarter: I'm glad ONE of us was that confident!

Krystal lets him go and steps back, and Carter is all smiles as he turns to see Miles stepping up past her. The smile slips and Carter swallows hard, an all new reason to be nervous staring him right in the face. Miles looks him over, then sighs.

Miles: Oh what the hell...

Miles places his hands on Carter's shoulders and leans in - but then pauses ... and wraps Carter in his warm and talented embrace. Somewhere from the gathered people...

Malachi: ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME!?

Inception cuts to Chelsea LeClair in the locker room and she's definitely feeling like she's got good vibes going her way. With the Roulette Championship invitational coming up shortly, Chelsea still has plenty on her mind and she's about to dive into it. She does so after taking a few extra moments to gather her thoughts.

Chelsea: I'm not surprised that there were plenty of other women that came out of the woodwork for this. But, before I want to dive into that, I do want to say that it feels pretty darn good to FINALLY be making my in-ring SCW debut. This isn't my first SCW on screen appearance. I was actually supposed to wrestle on the main card of High Stakes back in 2020 before Veronica Taylor pulled some chickenshit coward nonsense on the preshow. You did also see me in Greece when Andrea Hernandez was hosting Into the Void and hey, she did a pretty good job... though, I am the one with the television background, I'm just saying. STILL, for this to FINALLY be happening? Awesome feeling and I'm going to punctuate said awesome feeling when I win that title tonight. I know that there may be some women that think, and in the case of a few, have openly expressed their disdain for the title. I think some of the criticism as far as the Roulette Championship is concerned is rather harsh, but I do agree that the champions of the last few years have failed to complete the mission of that title and that's to make a name for yourself with it and then move forward to bigger things. There have been some champions in recent memory that have been able to do that first part... or in the case of some, to do that part all over again... but when was the last time a Roulette champion actually was able to make themselves a force to be reckoned with while champion and THEN move up the ladder after their reign was over?

Because it sure as hell hasn't been any of the champions since Candy won the belt from Sam Marlowe. I mean think about it. Some of those champions since then, including Candy herself, lose the title and either fall down the ladder the way Seleana has for years, fade away and disappear like their reign never happened such as Violet Amelia Holt for instance, or just never meet the potential that they display at all in the long run and I'm going to go out on a limb and say that Krystal is among that group. There have been some promising big names that have won the belt like Kat Jones only to retire after their reign ended, there have been names like Diamond Steele that have held it and had shorter than expected reigns, and then you have those that do well with it and just fall off the map. Ariana, really... half of your title defenses being against Seleana aren't impressive at all...

It's almost like you're running a diet version of Krystal's reign and honestly, Krystal merely padded her reign with defenses against the Char Kwans of the world to begin with. And speaking of Krystal, who do you think you are asking me if Andrea... YEAH, DROPPING HER NAME because YOU seem to be afraid to... could prepare me for a match like this. Here's the deal. I don't NEED her to. The adversity that I've overcome? The odds that I've beaten? The experiences that I've had prior to now? THAT is enough to prepare me for a match like this. You can't take accountability for your shortcomings because literally the best you have is an EXCUSE saying "well face so and so twice and then get back to me" acting like they're this big, huge boogeyman lording over the Bombshells division. I think maybe the Roulette division might need the facelift that some may think it does because the likes of you and Ariana have hung around it for too long.

But don't get me wrong, you two aren't the only ones I'm talking about at the moment...

Crystal is fighting for her job as she puts it... Dawn is trying to make a name for herself even though the way she's going about it is just a little off AND off putting. All this going on and I'm sitting back here wondering what in the name of awkward, melodramatic soap operas did I just get myself into? I'm not going to disagree with those that say that this division needs fresh faces of which I am definitely one of those but I'm here not just to provide a fresh face, but to make that Roulette title something that will demand the attention that it deserves... not the negative attention and the bad reputation it's grown over the years due to one shot wonder champions or people being unable to advance their careers beyond this title or retreads that are just trying to pad their resumes for that matter. Maybe someone like me can take that title and show this division what a Roulette Champion SHOULD be about. I'll complete the mission that needs to be completed with that title and I WILL be able to take that next step up when the time calls for it.

It starts tonight... and yeah, maybe the odds don't look great on paper... but I know what I am capable of and in my debut here in SCW, I WILL show that when I walk out of this building the new SCW Bombshells Roulette Champion!

Chelsea maintains her confidence and shows her lack of fear for the challenge ahead as she makes her exit from the locker room and the scene fades out.

Drew Patton is in the ring watching up the ramp as Justin brings the microphone to his lips for the introductions.

Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall...Introducing first From Canterbury, England, standing at six foot one and weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds, he is... Mark "The Dragon" Crrrrrrrrrosssssss!!!

The arena lights dim as the bassline to "Never Again" begins to rumble around the arena. As the guitar riff hits, so does the lights, revealing Mark "The Dragon" Cross standing, one fist aloft, at the top of the aisle. Receiving recognition from the crowd, he strides purposefully to ringside, taking a moment to survey the scene as he reaches the apron.

Simone: Returning Mark Cross in the house.

Justin: And his opponent from Manchester England, Miles Kasey!

"Firestarter" by The Prodigy starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat. He bounces in place twice before bolting towards the ring, sliding under the bottom rope, running into the adjacent ropes and handstand springboarding backwards into a superhero pose as the fans go crazy!

Simone: The fans in this arena love to see Miles.

Adams: And there is the bell. This match is underway.

DING DING DING!

Mark moves to the middle of the ring where he is checked by Drew Patton while watching as Miles Kasey moves close. Drew motions for both to begin the match. The two begin to circle before locking up in a collar and elbow lock up that neither man can take advantage of. Mark manages to shift Kasey enough to roll the collar and elbow into a headlock. Miles pushes Mark off and into the ropes where he rebounds then takes Miles off his feet with a clothesline that sends him to the mat. Mark stops for only a moment before he charges towards the opposite ropes to rebound again. Miles throws himself to the mat forcing Cross to leap over him. Rebounding off the ropes again, Mark is taken to the mat with a dropkick from Miles. Cross rolls towards the ropes and pulls himself to his feet. Miles follows him in but is surprised with an exploder clothesline that takes Kasey to the mat himself. Mark moves to pick him up then spins him around. Catching him by the midsection in an attempted german suplex, Mark pulls him up while Miles reaches out for the ropes to prevent himself from being suplexed. Mark tries to pry him free but Kasey puts a foot over the bottom rope as well forcing Drew to tell Mark to release the hold. Reluctantly, Cross lets go of Miles and backs away to the center of the ring with his hands held up proving he had released the hold.

Simone: Show of sportsmanship from Mark Cross

Adams: Both men are evenly matched.

Mark and Miles begin to circle in the middle of the ring then lunge together to lock up in a collar and elbow hold that neither man can gain the advantage of. Each pulls and pushes to try to get the leverage and suddenly Miles manages to twist enough to pull Mark into a headlock. Mark pushes at the back of Miles to send him into the ropes and catches the rebounding Kasey with a judo toss that sends him to the mat. Miles is quickly to his feet as Cross stands as well. The two share a glare before Miles moves in with a spear that drives Cross towards the corner. Mark leans back against the ropes breathing hard as Miles starts using hard martial arts kicks to drive him further into the corner and sagging to the mat. Drew moves into the corner to warn Miles off as she checks on Mark who is pulling himself up with the ropes. Miles moves back to the middle of the ring with a wary glance at Mark who comes out of the corner. Kasey moves to meet him with a series of jabs that has Cross covering up before he steps back to get Miles off balance then hits him with a spinning back kick that sends tumbling to the mat. Mark bounces off the ropes looking for a leg drop but Miles scouts it and rolls quickly to the ropes. Cross smiles as he watches Kasey rise as he wags his finger.

Simone: Taunting Kasey like that is not a good thing Jason.

Miles lunges towards Mark who avoids the hold by ducking under it then turning quickly, grabs Miles around the midsection and german suplexes him to the mat. Releasing his midsection, Mark rolls to his hands and knees as Miles clutches at the back of his head. Mark gets to his feet and smirks at the crowd and then turns to pick up Kasey who has made it to his hands and knees. Grabbing him by the neck, Cross stands up Miles and then surprises him with a drop kick that sends Miles stumbling backwards into the corner. Kipping to his feet, Cross rushes in and clotheslines Miles. Kasey takes the hit and slumps into the corner. Drew moves in and forces Cross to allow Miles to get to his feet. Kasey straightens up as Cross is talking to Patton. Kasey uses the slight distraction to climb onto the middle rope then balances on the top rope to fly off with a missile dropkick that sends Cross through the ropes to the floor. Miles Kasey kips to his feet and moves to the ropes. He looks down at the man slowly working his way to his feet. As he rises, Miles grabs the top rope then slingshots himself over the top rope and lands on Cross to send both men down to the floor. Cross is clutching his head as Miles gets to his feet and slides into the ring.

Adams: What a move from both men. I am surprised that Miles was able to get up so quickly.

Simone: But I bet you he is going to feel that tomorrow.

Mark moves towards the ropes as Miles crawls to his hands and knees then to his feet. Mark is about to leave the ring when he is stopped by Drew who motions him away from the ropes. He stays close enough as Miles lunges under the bottom rope and catches the ankles of Cross to pull him off his feet. Mark goes down hard and grabs the back of his head in pain. Kasey keeps a hold on the feet of Cross and pulls him towards the corner. Drew is calling out to Miles to get back in the ring. Kasey rolls under the rope enough to restart the count. Rolling back to the outside, Miles pulls the legs of Mark around the ringpost and then holding each ankle, he watches as Mark realizes what is happening and pleads for Miles not to do what it appears he is going to do. Miles crosses the leg of Cross around the ringpost then locks in a figure four around the unforgiving steel. Drew is standing beside a screaming Mark Cross who is arched up in pain trying to find some way out of the painful hold. Drew warns Miles to release the hold and begins to count a five count. At four, Miles releases the hold and Mark pulls himself backwards away from the ringpost. Miles gets to his feet and then rolls under the ropes as Drew moves to admonish him. He nods and then offers an apologetic look before moving towards a slow moving Mark who clutches at his knee in pain.

Simone: Did Mark tweak his knee. That is like blood in the water but will Miles capitalize on it?

Miles gets to his feet and then rolls under the bottom rope before pulling himself upwards and trying to shake the pain from his leg. Leaning into the corner, he pulls himself upward and then sits on the top turnbuckle as Mark who has recovered and moves towards him. Miles leaps off the middle rope with a lou thesz press on Cross which takes him to the mat. Miles rolls through the move and then to his feet. Turning to watch Mark roll to his stomach then hands and knees, Miles levels a kick to the midsection of Cross which sends him to the mat once more clutching his midsection. Miles kips up and staggers as weight is put on his leg. Clutching it, he moves towards the corner once more to climb to the top turnbuckle to launch himself at Cross with a flying elbow that Kasey drives into the chest of Mark before trying to roll him up into a pin attempt that Cross kicks out of at two. Miles slams his hands on the canvas in frustration as Mark rolls to the ropes.

Mark gets to his feet and then leaning against the ropes, he motions for Agostino to get to his feet. Miles slowly rises and turns towards Cross who explodes off the ropes with a kick to the head that sends Miles to the mat. Picking Kasey up, Cross uses a ketteiteki Desake that lays out Kasey. Mark moves to roll him up for the pin.

Simone: Pin attempt by Mark Cross!

ONE!

Adams: Miles needs to get a move on if he wants to kick out.

TWO!

Adams: Movement from Kasey but it might be too little too late.

Simone: I have to agree

THREE!

Adams: Mark Cross with the win Belinda.

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match, Mark Cross!

Mark rises and has his arm raised in victory before he climbs the turnbuckle to the cheers of the crowd.

Adams: Winner of the match is Mark Cross, but Miles Kasey gave him a fight tonight.

Simone: Both men should not be ashamed of the way each of them fought tonight because it could have gone either way.

Mark continues to celebrate with the crowd as Miles slowly rolls out of the ring and heads up the ramp to the backstage area.

Luna: Vanity. Conceit. Narcissism. I much prefer to think of it as pure self-love, lovers.

A woman is sitting with her back the camera. Her hair hanging loose down her back, a sleeved turtleneck crop, and a black leather strap body harness. In front of her, a vanity unit, bright lights surrounding a mirror. Dull red eyeliner pulled into sharp points. Her eyes closed, only half her face caught in the reflection of the mirror.

Luna: You see, the problem with vanity, is it always reduced to self-obsession. To one's appearance, to how one loves themselves. And babies, I have to say that I cannot think of anything more conceited than that. Vanity is so much more than just one's appearance. It's the pride of achievement. It's the pride of growth and the admiration of self that comes from it. But vanity is also about the worthless.

Eyes snap open, a faint smile pulling across her lips. Empty and devoid of any warmth. She narrows her eyes a little, causing a slight crease in her brow. A moment of frustration dancing across her features, dancing through her eyes.

Luna: The Vanity of Humanity, is the futile qualities it possesses. I choose to find a point in the pointlessness of it. I see the vanity of people and I only wish to help. Just like I was helped. Just like anyone can be helped. Vanity is a pathway to self love, and a way to escape the futility of ones own existence. You feel me lovers?

A man slowly steps into frame. A familiar person, plain black tee and maroon skinny jeans. Heavily tattooed like her, he places a hand upon her right shoulder. His face obscured.

Raven: Truth. We'll make them see. That is not our vanity, our pretentious nature. That is not our faults we seek to rectify. For the broken can be fixed, only when they are willing to listen. To follow. To understand. And then.

Luna: Then, they can lead.

The man squeezes her shoulder warmly, her head leaning to lay upon his hand. Her features soften, relax. The frustration fades.

Raven: Luna Vanity, the Queen of The Conspiracy. She will paint truth, where I can not. She will guide the broken, that my ears have grown silent to. Eyes where I cannot be them. A voice where I cannot speak, and she will raise them all. Raise them above the stained glass lies.

His hand slips away, and he steps back out of frame. Back into the darkness beyond the illuminated centrepiece. Luna straightens her head, and smiles. Widely with a little bit of warping. Her mouth and features seeming to swirl slightly in the reflection, just slightly distorting them.

Luna: Don't fret though, sweet sugar bugs. Don't worry. I will help you find a path to self-love through the futility of your own vanity. I'm here to help.

She smiles, raising a hand to her face and obscuring it behind her hand. A clicking sound in the distance, and the lights of the table snap off. Darkness takes everything.

Luna: Luna Vanity, at your service.

Darkness.

Silence.

Nothing.

The scene opens backstage at Inception VI where we see one of the participants in tonight's Bombshell Roulette Title Match Krystal Wolfe! The Aussie Go Gym Graduate is getting ready to be interviewed about the match by Pussy Willow!

Pussy Willow: Krystal, you were one of two Go Gym Graduates who entered the Bombshell Roulette Title Match by taking advantage of the Open Invitational aspect of the match, in fact you were the first.

Krystal: Yep, I added my name into the mix over the Christmas Holidays and I already knew what I wanted to say.

Pussy Willow: But that doesn't answer the big question, why? Besides it being your only way onto the Inception VI Card obviously.

Krystal: Have you been paying attention to my SCW career since I lost the title last year?

Pussy Willow: Err, yeah, that's part of my job!

Krystal: Then you already know the answer! I've spent the past year trying to get back into the title scene, whether it was the Roulette Title, the Internet Title or even the World Bombshell Championship I was there busting my as but always falling short! This is just my latest attempt!

Pussy Willow: Now before we move onto the rest of the field, there were rumours that your younger cousin Cassie would sign herself up for the match after she confirmed that she was no longer banned from SCW shows.

Cassie: You called?

The camera pans over to show, for the first time in months, Cassie Wolfe on Sin City Wrestling, the Australian Teen has her long black hair in a ponytail, has stitches on her lip and is not dressed to compete.

Pussy Willow: Glad to see that you made it Cass!

Cassie: I may have made it to the show but I'm not competing in the invitational, dealing with cracked ribs at the moment.

Krystal: Gee, I wonder how THAT could've been avoided!

Cassie rolls her eyes in response.

Cassie: Just because I'm your guest tonight doesn't mean you get to sass me, and besides I thought we agreed that we weren't going to bring that up?!

Krystal: Your right, we did and that's my bad! Shall we move on Pussy?

Cassie: Thank god I know that she's being interviewed by Pussy Willow!

Cassie mutters under her breath getting a laugh out of the older women.

Pussy Willow: Heard all the jokes before Cassie! Anyway, what about the rest of the field?

Krystal: It's an eclectic mix for sure, we have the old guard like me, Bella, Seleana, the other Crystal.......

Cassie: And I'm sure the commentators will just love differentiating between you and her!

Krystal: Oh yeah, for sure! And Mackenzie Page but we also have the new blood like Ariana, Zoey, Eaven, Dawn and to a certain extent since she was originally an SCU talent Chelsea Le Clair! It's going to be a chaotic mess of a match, that much is certain!

Pussy Willow: Do you think you can win?

Krystal: Normally I'd say absolutely but with the way this match will play out? Even if I grab the title and make a break for the backstage area, there's no guarantee that I'll make it to the parking lot with the title but as I close the chapter on this chaotic mess of a match, I'm going to give it everything I've got!

Krystal walks off leaving Cassie behind as she looks at her phone.

Pussy Willow: Anything you want to say Cass? Maybe to your rivals who might be watching?

Cassie: Actually? Yeah, I've got one for a certain idiot in MPW!

Cassie says as she takes the mic from Pussy.

Cassie: Thieves shouldn't be celebrated!

Cassie walks off without another word as the scene fades.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is scheduled for one fall, and it is for the Internet Championship!

"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 is the challenger! Accompanied by Aron Baltasarsson, from Iceland, weighing two hundred and four pounds -- 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.

Justin: And his opponent...!

As all the lights dim, blue and red lights begin to flicker on the stage, images of ravens flying appearing on the screen. 'Ladies and Gentleman' as these words fill the arena a loud bang of pyro is joined with blinding white lights. These flicker rapidly for a few moments, 'because the devil has my throat,' as these words of the song flow out, out steps Alexander Raven into the centre of the stage. He gazes across the crowd, pulling his cloak tightly around his shoulders, his eyes opened wide a slight smile tugging at his lips. The flashing off the lights stops. 'I am the powers that be!' in sync with these lines he throws his hands up, basking in the reaction of the crowd, beginning to slowly walk down the ramp.

Justin: Coming down the aisle! From Melbourne, Victoria, Australia, weighing two hundred and fifteen pounds! He is the reigning and defending Internet Champion! Alexander Raven!

He strolls towards the ring leisurely, crossing his arms across his chest, head tilted back, soaking in the world around him. Slowly he begins to ascend the stairs to the left of the ramp, once in the ring, spinning his way to the centre of the ring, dropping to his knees. He hunches over and places his fists on the canvas. 'I am the alpha! and the omega!' as soon as these words come out, he lifts himself backwards slightly, the cloak slipping from his shoulders as he extends his arms to the sky, staring upwards, soaking everything in once again. Slowly he raises to his feet, pushing his cloak from the ring slowly with his foot.

Alexander passes the Internet title belt over to Jasmine St. John who shows it first to Fenris, and then she raises it up high, displaying it to all corners of the arena!

Simone: The gold at stake! Alexander Raven facing Fenris!

Adams: This might be the show stealer right here, right now!

Jasmine passes the title belt out to the timekeeper and she then calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

Alexander and Fenris circle each other. Fenris smirks at Alexander, waiting for him to make the first move. Fenris lifts his hands, goading Alexander with waved fingers and Alexander steps up and he begins 'preaching' as any good Messiah would. Fenris shakes his head at Alexander, yelling for him to "cut the shit and fight!

Adams: Fenris is getting a little tired of the champion not stepping up.

Simone: Fenris needs to be careful with that temper of his. Alexander is a master of mind games and he could use that famed temper of the challenger against him.

Alexander waves his hands at Fenris before half turning away from him before turning back and catching Fenris with an unexpected right hand to the jaw, sending Fenris back against the ropes! Alexander charges at Fenris and drills his shoulder in to Fenris mid section, burying his shoulder repeatedly into those hard abs, driving the wind from his lungs. Alexander grabs Fenris' arms and turns him around.

Adams: Kind of like that!

Fenris stands up straight, ducking behind the champion and wrapping his arms around Alexander from behind. Fenris spins one hundred and eighty degrees and plants his feet before lifting Alexander backwards with a release German suplex, slamming the back of his head and neck into the mat!

Simone: Fenris does indeed have a way of turning the tide in a match and doing so quickly!

Fenris rolls away from Alexander as Alexander gets on to his knees and Fenris jumps at him, throwing forearm blows to Alexander's back and shoulders. Fenris then moves around Alexander in a full mount, slamming shots to the back of the champion's head. Alexander grabs on to the side of Fenris' legs and tries to stand up lifting the Icelandic native on to his back, before spinning around and dropping onto his back, crushing Fenris between the canvas and his body weight. Alexander rolls off and away from Fenris and pulls himself up from the canvas and looks across at the challenger as he gets on to his knees. Alexander charges at him and kicks Fenris in the ribs, causing him to roll on to his back. Alexander then steps over to the feet of his challenger and he grabs him by the legs...

Simone: Looks like Alexander is going for a Boston crab!

Adams: Alexander Raven could be the first man to force Fenris to tap!

But before Raven can lock the hold in and turn him over, the champion puts his head within striking distance of Fenris, who catches him with a hard shot to the head, causing Alexander to fall backwards! Fenris gets to his feet and charges at the champion, but Alexander ducks a roundhouse kick! Fenris continues to run, rebounding off the far side of the ring and comes back with a leaping forearm to Alexander's jaw!

Simone: Fenris is thinking back to all the times the champion has referred to him as a 'blind wolf' right about now.

Adams: And thinking of all the ways he can cause Alexander's mouth to get wired shut!

Fenris stands in a crouched position, just waiting for Alexander to get to his feet. As Alexander does, Fenris throws a straight right kick to his head, but Alexander ducks and instantly shoots towards Fenris, hooking Fenris' leg over his shoulder and driving him backwards into the corner. Fenris stays pinned in the corner with one leg draped over the top rope, making a prime target as Raven delivers a hard kick to the knee!

Adams: Fenris's kicks are his primary weapon! If Alexander takes out his legs...

Simone: He neutralizes one of Fenris's best means of offense!

Fenris falls out of the corner, limping and favoring that leg, and Raven comes at him high speed but Fenris catches him with a pop up knee drive, staggering the champion! Fenris takes Alexander by the wrist and tries to whip him off of the ropes, but Alexander reverses and pulls Fenris is with a short arm knee to the gut before hooking the challenger's head up and dropping him with a spiked DDT, driving Fenris' head in to the canvas!

Adams: Raven is like a shark! He smelled blood and now he' going to be REALLY dangerous!

Alexander stands up, pulling Fenris with him and hits him with a sharp shot to the jaw before taking him by the arm and whipping him in to the ropes! As Fenris comes back, Alexander lifts him over with an overhead belly to belly suplex, driving Fenris in to the mat! Alexander stands up, moving towards Fenris' legs and picks up one of his legs. He grabs him by the legs and this time he is successful at turning the challenger over into a Boston crab!

Simone: Alexander Raven may retain the championship right here!

Adams: Fenris said he didn't care about the title but he doesn't want to lose to Raven!

Alexander leans back, putting on the pressure on the small of Fenris's back as the White Wolf is clearly in pain! Jasmine moves towards Fenris, looking closely for a tap out, but Fenris shakes his head.

Simone: There is still too much fight in the former World heavyweight Champion to give up now!

Fenris then props himself up on his forearms to alleviate the pressure of the hold, and he begins to tuck his head down and in against the mat. Fenris then rolls over, throwing Raven over onto his back with Fenris on top with Raven's legs trapped under his arms in a pin!

ONE!

TWO!

The champion kicks out!

Adams: We almost had a new champion!

The break allows both men to get to their feet but Fenris wastes no time charging in to Alexander and slamming shot after shot in to his ribs, forcing the champion back into the corner. Alexander covers up, lifting his leg and kicking Fenris away slightly. Fenris moves back in but Alexander hits him with a stinging head butt between the eyes. Alexander steps out to further his attack but Fenris grabs him and throws him over with an exploder suplex!

Adams: The White Wolf is back in this one!

Simone: Neither one of these men has been able to maintain advantage over the other for long!

Fenris waits as Alexander gets up, his back to the challenger. Alexander slowly turns around and Fenris attempts a spinning back kick but Alexander ducks. Alexander goes for a kick to the gut but Fenris catches his foot. Fenris shakes his head but Alexander jumps up and catches Fenris with an Enzugari to the side of the head, sending the challenger down to his knees. Alexander gets to his feet and plants a kick in to Fenris' back before trying to hook him in a dragon sleeper!

Simone: Alexander knows if he wants to score the win against a fighter like Fenris, he has to wear him down!

Adams: And if he can make him tap out all at the same time, so much the better!

Before Alexander can lock it on, Fenris flips him over, Alexander landing in a seated position in front of him. Fenris grabs Alexander by the arms and locks him in the Asuka Lock!

Adams: Asuka Lock! Asuka lock!

Simone: One of Fenris's favorite submission holds! We may have a new champion right here!

Alexander knows damn well how much trouble he is in and he struggles as Fenris tightens the hold! Alexander throws an arm backwards but misses Fenris. Alexander tries desperately to reach the ropes but to no avail! He tries to roll over but this places Fenris right on top of him, adding his weight behind the hold itself!

Adams: That were dumb!

Alexander then manages to push his feet against the mat, bracing and he rolls over, pinning Fenris beneath him while still locked in the hold!

ONE!

TWO!

Fenris has to let go before he can be pinned!

Simone: Whew! Fenris almost pinned himself!

Fenris drags Alexander to his feet and ducks behind him, grabbing him in a waist lock from behind! Alexander struggles but Fenris starts to power lift Raven's dead weight up and over for a German suplex, but Alexander kicks both feet against the turnbuckles, sending both men tumbling down! Both men's shoulders are down in the German suplex position! Jasmine jumps and counts...!

ONE!

TWO!

Alexander lifts his shoulder!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Adams: What-what happened??

Simone: Both champion and challenger had their shoulders down! I think Alexander got his up but I can't be certain!

Fenris is standing with his arms raised as Alexander starts jawing at Jasmine who walks over to confer with Justin Decent on the outside.

Simone: I guess we're about to find out.

Adams: Fenris thinks he's won but...

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The winner of this match ... and STILL Internet Champion! Alexander! RAVEN!!!

The crowd boos as a pissed off Fenris argues with Jasmine while a jubilant Alexander Raven rolls out of the ring, clutching his championship belt against his sternum!

Adams: You were right, Bel! Alexander DID get his shoulder up!

Simone: Simply put, the Broken Messiah outsmarted the White Wolf!

Standing with her back to the monitor, Georgie seems to be on the phone speaking to someone as a cameraman moves towards the backstage area. Seeing him, Georgie reaches out to stop him

Georgie Robertson: Hold on mate. I have something I need to say and since you appear to have nothing better to do, you can record it for me.

The cameraman's eyes widen as he looks at Georgie whose voice has a soft south London accent with just a hint of menace in it.

Georgie Robertson: First match of twenty twenty three and who do you think they decided needed to be the first of the birds backstage to be battered?

The cameraman has begun to film but the camera moves as he shrugs in answer to Georgie's question.

Georgie Robertson: Roxi Johnson...do you never read the cards? Right...they have put the "superhero" of Sin City Wrestling in the ring with me and for the life of me I don't know why. Although, I would lay odds that it is because they needed a villain for her to defeat just like in the comics. And given that I speak with a Cockney accent, the automatic reaction is English accent equals supervillain.

The camera moves up and down in agreement which just angers Georgie who leans forward to glare into the camera.

Georgie Robertson: Fine, if you need a supervillain Roxi, so be it. I'll be your Kryptonite tonight and you will lose the match. Are you ready for it, I know I am.

With that, Georgie puts her hand on the camera lens and pushes it out of her way to head down the hallway.

The throbbing beat of Adam Lambert's For your entertainment fills the venue. A body can be seen in shadow as the fans turn towards the entrance. A strobing light flashes behind the body that turns slowly as a spotlight slowly lights up the ramp area and kills the strob to reveal a brunette in a black leather jacket over black tights and staring down into the ring, a slow smirk beginning to cross her lips. Heading to the ring, she stops at the ringstairs and then moves slowly up to the apron and into the ring where she moves towards a corner and leans back against the turnbuckles with one foot on the bottom rope.

Justin: From South London, she is Georgie Robertson.

The smirk returns as she looks at the camera and snaps off a contemptuous salute before pulling off the jacket to reveal a dark halter with silver buckles on it. She turns and once more leans into the corner to await the bell.

Justin: And her opponent from Tampa Bay Florida, Roxi Johnson!

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

Roxi Johnson and Georgie Robertson both look at one another as Jacob Summers gives a glance to both ladies. He doesn't hesitate as he immediately calls for the bell which sounds loudly signaling the beginning of the match.

DING DING DING!

Simone: The bell has sounded and that means that this match is officially starting.

Adams: Pride among everything is on the line in this match and we shall see how both women fair against each other.

The two women slowly begin to circle around one another. It isn't long when Roxi tries to surprise the rookie by rushing after her. Georgie however is able to move out of the way as she instead grabs a handful of Roxi's red locks and yanks her hard to the ground. Johnson is quick as she bounces back up and Robertson tries to follow up with a clothesline which Roxi easily ducks under. Roxi picks up some speed as she sprints as fast as she can towards the ropes. Once she reaches them she uses them as a launch pad as she jumps and twists in the middle of the air. She lands on top of Georgie and brings her down to the mat with a hurricanrana which gets the crowd rise out of their seats. Johnson makes it back up to a vertical base. Roxi walks towards Georgie's legs and looks to apply a sharpshooter.

Simone: Roxi is already turning up the heat.

Adams: The veteran is showing that she might be too much for the rookie.

Roxi is in the process of locking her legs up with Georgie's but the London born star is able to use her strength to push Roxi away from her. She makes her way back to her feet and when Roxi comes back at her Georgie is finally able to send Johnson down to the mat with a powerful clothesline. Roxi is sent to the mat and is holding her neck in pain. Robertson isn't done though as she turns Roxi onto her stomach. She sends boot after vicious boot against her back. She locks her arms and legs with Roxi's arms and legs and begins to put her in a surfboard. Roxi screams as Georgie applies pressure to the veteran's back. After holding her in the move for a few moments she finally let's go.

Simone: Georgie is methodically trying to break Roxi down.

Adams: I wouldn't count the Super Hero out though. She is a Hall of Famer for a reason.

Georgie continues with her assault as she lifts Roxi high into the air attempting a quick snap suplex. Roxi flips out of the move as she lands on her feet on the opposite side of Georgie. Roxi grabs a hold of Georgie and tucks her underneath an arm. She smiles before she takes her off of her feet with the Eye of the hurricane. Roxi rises back up to her feet to the sound of cheers. She grins as she looks at the turnbuckles and begins to bounce off of them. She lands a rolling thunder right on top of Georgie. Roxi quickly turns around and dives on top of the London native going for a pin fall.

ONE!

TWO!

Georgie is able to kick out which causes Roxi to continue onward with her assault. She grabs Georgie by the head and tries to bring her up to her feet but Robertson quickly counters by catching Roxi with a drop toe hold right against the middle ropes. Roxi is dangling on the ropes and Georgie runs and nails a vicious knee shot to the back of Johnson. Roxi howls loud from the pain and that is when Georgie begins to adjust Roxi on the turn buckle. She offers a grin as she yanks Roxi towards the ring letting her feet dangle on the ropes. She looks around as the audience before she spikes Roxi as hard as she can right against the mat with a ddt. The Florida native is out of it as Georgie drops down and hooks the leg.

ONE!

TWO!

Roxi places a foot on the ropes which stops the pin.

Simone: Roxi's ring awareness caused her to get out of the ring.

Adams: Georgie doesn't care though. She told everybody that she was going to be the villain in this match, and will do whatever it takes to win.

Georgie stands up as the crowd begins to rally behind the Super Hero. Robertson just looks at everyone shaking her head in utter disgust as she drives some boots into Roxi. The redhead can only take stomp after stomp as Georgie seems to be in control at this point. After about a minute of stomping Georgie arrogantly brings Roxi back up to her feet and she positions Roxi underneath an arm looking for a bulldog. Georgie looks at the crowd who are booing and she walks Johnson close to the turnbuckles as she points in the air.

Simone: Look at this mockery Georgie is making fun of Roxi.

Adams: It seems like she is trying to hit Roxi with her wife's own finisher Deadly Sin..

Georgie jumps up and uses her feet to push off of the ropes but Roxi is able to counter it as she won't get embarrassed by her wife's own finishing move. She throws Georgie across the ring causing the London native to land on her butt. Robertson reaches for her butt in pain and that is when Roxi begins to ascend to the top of the ropes. Georgie doesn't have a clue that Roxi is waiting behind her. Robertson is slow as she brings herself up to her feet and as soon as she turns around Roxi leaps off of the ropes and nails Robertson in the chest with a missile drop kick. The crowd begins to go nuts as Roxi kips up to her feet and feels the electricity from the audience.

Simone: This is the boost of momentum that Roxi needed to shift gears!

Adams: And with the crowd firmly behind her Roxi is back in control!

Roxi glares over at Georgie who is moving around on the floor in pain. Johnson decides to pick up the speed as she runs towards the turnbuckle. She uses them as a launching pad as she leaps backwards, and lands directly flush against Georgie with her Reality Bites. She remains on top of Georgie as she hooks a leg for a pin fall.

Simone: REALITY BITES!!!

Adams: Put a fork in Georgie, she is definitely done after that move!

ONE!

TWO!

THR...NO!!!!!!!

At the last second Georgie is able to kick out of the move and everybody in the audience jumps up as they can't believe it. Roxi is a bit stunned herself as she looks at Jacob Summers who tells her that it was a two count. Roxi stands back up as she turns her attention over to turnbuckles. She signals for her Ray of Hope. Georgie is slow to stir but eventually she rises back up to her feet. Roxi takes this moment to springboard off of the ropes and she tries to nail the England native with her kick but Georgie is able to do a barrel roll and moves out of the way. Georgie is back on her feet and before Roxi has a chance to even turn around Robertson takes her down with a slingblade. Robertson pops back up and smirks as she grabs a hold of Roxi who rises back to her feet.

Simone: Roxi has missed her Ray of Hope and now Georgie has taken over.

Adams: It looks like Robertson has been studying Roxi and it shows tonight!

Georgie whips Roxi as hard as she can into the corner turnbuckle and she follows up by running at top speed. Roxi turns around but the moment she does she is met with a vicious knee strike to the temple. Roxi is staggering as Georgie capitalizes with a corner ddt driving Roxi's head right against the mat.

Simone: ONE AND DONE!!!!!!!

Adams: Is Georgie going to do it?! WE COULD HAVE AN UPSET!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!!!

Simone: She did it! She did it!

Adams: Georgie beats Roxi in a massive upset!

Simone: I can't believe it!

The bell sounds as Georgie Robertson rises to her feet. Jacob Summers raises her hands in the air as Jsutin makes an announcement.

Justin: and the winner of this match as a result of a pin fall GEORGIE ROBERTSON!!!

Georgie is all smiles as Roxi rolls out of the ring and seems dejected as she holds her head in pain.

The scene opens backstage at Inception VI where we see Jessie Salco talking to a younger woman who hasn't been on SCW for a couple of months.

Simone: Is that Harper Mason? Last time she was on an SCW show was when Melissa attacked her!

Adams: Thankfully the girl's made a full recovery!

The chat is interrupted my Ms. Rocky Mountains approaching the pair.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Jessie, I was hoping to get a word in before your Iron Woman Match against Melissa but seems like you were preoccupied.

Jessie: It's fine, I wanted Harper to be here for the interview anyway.

Jessie says as she motions to the teenaged metalhead.

Jessie: Because she has something to say to Melissa, don't you Harp?

Harper hesitates as she takes a deep breath.

Harper: You realize that this is my first time doing something like this right? I haven't even started promo class at Hero Academy!

Jessie: Keira told me that your starting that next week, consider this prep!

Harper nods as she lets out a deep breath.

Harper: Melissa, I'm going to keep this brief because Jessie's the main attraction and all that! You tried to knock me down a couple of months ago but what didn't kill me only made me stronger! When I graduate from Hero Academy, you had better hope that I don't sign with Sin City Wrestling!

Jessie: Not bad kid.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Err, was there a point to that?

Jessie: Aside from giving Harper a chance to work off her first promo nerves? I wanted to show Melissa that her attack on Harper was all for nothing!

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Care to explain?

Jessie: Melissa tried to get into my head by taking out Harper but all she really did was piss off myself and Keira, two Hall of Famers I might add, and further motivate Harper towards becoming the best wrestler she can be!

Harper: Yep! And pissing off Team Hero is a bad idea, just ask Cassie!

Jessie shakes her head.

Jessie: I swear if that kid worked for SCW I'd be inclined to include that incident in the WTF/Holy Shit Moments of the Year nominations for when the Year End Awards season starts! This SCW, not the one with Supreme in it's name before anyone asks.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Any final words for Melissa?

Jessie: Mel? Tonight your going to learn the hard way why you should've just left it at the Chamber of Extreme Match because if I wasn't pissed off at you before, I am now! And tonight when I strike you with Blood Lightning I'll finally be able to move on from this damn feud!

Jessie walks off leaving Harper with Rocky.

Harper: So, you've been with SCW for a long time, right?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Well over a decade now, why?

Harper: Any chance I can get your opinion on something?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Shoot!

Harper: Err, how did I do?

Ms. Rocky Mountains: How did you do on what?

Harper: On my promo just now!

Harper responds sheepishly and Ms. Rocky Mountains pauses before she shrugs.

Ms. Rocky Mountains: Trust me when I say that I've heard a lot worse! But for a rookie? You weren't bad!

Harper: Thanks!

Jessie (off screen): Harper, your going to miss the start of my match!

Harper: COMING!

Harper runs off without another word as the scene fades.

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Justin: Our next match is a thirty-minute Iron Woman match where, after the thirty minute time limit has expired, the wrestler with the most wins, both by pinfalls and submissions, is declared the winner. If there happens to be a tie there will be a specified amount of time added to the match and when that additional time has expired the wrestler with the most wins, both by pinfalls and submissions, is declared the winner. First to make her way to the ring, she hails from Manhattan, New York, and she enters this match at five feet nine inches and one hundred thirty pounds, please give a great Stockton, California welcome for LADY GOTH. . .MELISSA!!!

We hear a violin and a piano playing softly in the background before the dark voice of Peter Steele can be heard softly singing until he utters the Beast is Going to get ya yeah!!! From Love You To Death from Typo O Negative. This causes flames to shoot out from the entrance ramp as Melissa walks out to the arena accompanied by her man Goth. The crowd erupts into a mostly negative reaction but Melissa and Goth start their walk to the ring. They totally ignore the crowd until they reach the middle of the ramp way. Melissa extends her arms as we hear Peter Steele sing Your Wish Is My Command causing Goth to take off Melissa's robe and that reveals her in ring wrestling gear. Melissa walks towards the ring then she slides underneath the bottom rope and stares at the crowd for a moment before turning her gaze towards Goth as we hear the chorus softly start to swing Let Me Love You. . .To Death. . .and Goth and Melissa blow a romantic kisses towards each other. Melissa then stands up and walks over towards her corner to await the arrival of Jessie Salco.

Justin: Next to make her way to the ring, she hails from Miami, Florida, and she enters this match at five feet two inches and one hundred twenty pounds, please give a great Stockton, California welcome to JESSIE SALCO!!!

The arena cuts to black as the slow guitar intro of BLOOD LIGHTNING by Lutharo is heard over the speakers. When the song launches into the opening guitar solo the lights start to flash across the arena before a single spotlight shines on Jessie standing on the landing at the top of the entrance ramp as she is head banging to the song. Jessie posses at the top of the ramp just as the clean vocals of Krista is heard over the speakers before she makes her way down the ramp and when Jessie arrives at the ring she rolls into the ring and poses for the crowd as the song fades.

Adams: I have to side with Jessie Salco. She is very accomplished and she's held many Championships. Although she is giving up seven inches of height, and ten pounds of weight, to Melissa, the fact still remains that Jessie has the advantage. I feel the most significant item that Jessie can work on is that even with Melissa having seven inches of height over her she only has ten pounds of weight more. That tells me the majority of the height is in her legs and not in her ability to take out a wrestler the caliber of Salco.

Simone: That's your opinion and I don't see it the way you do. Melissa has proven herself in the ring and she will prove it again by defeating Jessie in this match. And, yes, most of Melissa's height advantage over Jessie is in her legs she knows how to use those long legs to tie up opponents and get them to submit or succumb to a pin attempt. And before you try to insinuate that Goth might interfere in this match to give Melissa an advantage I want you to take note that Goth just left ringside and he is going backstage. Goth knows Melissa can take care of herself against Salco.

Referee Dawn Barnes checks both wrestlers and she finds them clean of foreign objects or substances applied to their bodies. She then informs Melissa and Jessie to return to their corners and come out fighting when they hear the Timekeeper's bell. Once both are in their corners Referee Barnes motions to the Timekeeper and the Timekeeper rings the bell.

DING DING DING!

Adams: The bell means we are at the moment of truth for this match.

Simone: Are you putting illegal substances in your drinks again?

Melissa and Jessie come out of their corners and stop short of each other in the center on the ring. They circle around sizing each other up. Jessie comments something to Melissa but we are unable to hear what she said but whatever it was caused Melissa to take her attention off of Jessie and look to the side of the ring to see what it was Jessie was talking about. The instant Melissa is distracted Jessie grabs her and executes a DDT driving Melissa's head into the match. Jessie then Triangle Choke. Referee Dawn Barnes checks to ensure that there is nothing involving an illegal choke hold. Satisfied that the hole Jessie has on Melissa is legal she steps in to ask Melissa if she wants to submit. Melissa grunts out NOOOO!!! so Referee Barnes lets the match continue. There is enough movement on the part of both wrestlers that they end up on the ropes and since both have parts of their bodies through the ropes Referee Darn Barnes calls for a break. Jessie reluctantly released the Triangle Choke and backs off but Melissa stays in the ropes then she slowly gets to her feet but remains with part of her body through the ropes to ensure Referee Barnes will keep Jessie Salco back.

Justin: Referee Dawn Barnes ruled there was no submission or pinfall before she called for a break from the wrestlers so the score is currently zero-zero between Melissa and Jessie.

Adams: That was a near submission by Jessie Salco. Remember this is an Iron Woman Match and it comes down to when the thirty minute time limit expires the wrestler with the most number of combined pinfalls and submissions will be declared the winner.

Simone: Jason you sure did use a lot of words to state that Jessie couldn't get the submission just now.

Referee Barnes indicates to Jessie and Melissa that there was no pinfall or submission in that last exchange and she tells them to get back to the action in this wrestling match. The pro Jessie fans are upset but the pro Melissa fans are cheering Melissa on.

We hear an announcement that five minutes of the thirty minutes time limit for this match has elapsed. Jason and Belinda look at each other.

Adams: I wonder if going for pinfalls rather than submissions is the better way to go since the winner comes down to which wrestler obtains the most pinfalls or submissions on their opponent.

Simone: Ya think? Ha ha ha!!!

Melissa comes off the ropes and she and Jessie lock up again. Both work hard to gain the advantage and this time it is Melissa with the advantage over Jessie. After wearing down Jessie for a bit Melissa lays some heavy kicks to the legs of Salco. Without hesitation Melissa gets Jessie to the center of the ring and she locks her into her Tap Or Snap Ankle Lock – Leg Scissors Combination hold. As soon as Melissa has the hold firmly locked on we see Jessie thrashing around and she is pounding the mat from the pain. Referee Dawn Barnes steps in to ask Salco if she wants to submit and she yells out NO so the match continues. Jessie continues to attempt to squirm her way to the ropes to obtain a break but she can't get very far with Melissa locked onto her. When Melissa tightens up on the hold Jessie decides that submitting to get the hold released is a better option than fighting it off and possibly suffering a serious injury. When Salco slaps the mat with her hand Referee Barnes calls for the bell and tells Melissa to let go of Jessie.

Justin: Referee Barnes has informed me that since Jessie Salco tapped out the first score is awarded to Melissa so the current scores of wins in this match is one for Melissa and zero for Jessie.

Simone: What was that you were saying Jason? Something about the longer legs of Melissa will serve as a handicap for her as compared to the shorter legs of Jessie. Guess not after what we just saw.

Adams: The match isn't over yet.

We hear an announcement that ten minutes of the thirty minutes time limit for this match has elapsed which leaves twenty minutes remaining for Melissa and Jessie to work on obtaining as many pinfalls or submissions for the win. Jessie and Melissa face off again and they start trading blows again. Melissa goes for several holds that could result in a pinfall or submission but Jessie is countering everything Melissa throws her way. Jessie grabs the arm of Melissa and whips her hard into a corner and she follows Melissa into the corner with an elbow to her head. Melissa is groggy from the smack into the corner and the elbow to her head from Jesse and as she wobbles out of the corner Jessie grabs Melissa from behind and lifts her up and drops her onto the mat with a suplex. Jessie drags Melissa to her feet then puts a side headlock on her then she runs across the ring with Melissa in her grasp and drops Melissa into the mat with a Bulldog. Jessie rolls Melissa over and goes for the pin and hooks both her legs.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Referee Barns calls for the bell and orders Jessie to get off Melissa and she does.

Justin: Referee Barnes has informed me that since Jessie Salco got a pinfall on Melissa so the current scores of wins in this match is one for Melissa and one for Jessie.

We hear an announcement that fifteen minutes of the thirty minutes time limit for this match has elapsed which leaves fifteen minutes remaining in this match. Referee Barnes motions for the two wrestlers to get back into the action and she informs them they have fifteen minutes remaining in this match.

Adams: We are half way through the time limit on this match and the score is tied one to one. These two have fifteen minutes remaining to get more wins than their opponent.

Simone: That just means Melissa has fifteen minutes remaining to put Jessie away.

Jessie and Melissa aggressively go on the attack of each other. They are both trying to put moves and holds on the other to get them into a position for a pinfall or submission but since both are actively working on each other neither is getting an advantage. Melissa manages to maneuver Jessie into the corner ropes and just before Referee Barnes can step in and Melissa to back off we see Melissa land a hard forearm smash to the throat of Jessie and Salco registers a complaint to the Referee. However Referee Darn Barnes states she cannot un-do what was done but she does caution Melissa that when she sees the wrestlers against the ropes and she is coming in to tell them to break she doesn't want more incidents of landing blows during a request for a break. While Melissa is gettting talked to by Referee Barnes we watch Jessie Salco climb to the top ropes in the corner where she stands on the ropes waiting for Melissa to turn around and when she does we watch as Jessie dives off the top ropes and she hits Melissa in chest with her head which drives Melissa to the mat. Salco is quick to tie up Melissa for a pin.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Referee Barnes stands up and orders Jessie to get off Melissa and Salco stands off to the side.

Justin: Referee Barnes has informed me that Jessie Salco got a pinfall on Melissa so the current scores of wins in this match is one for Melissa and two for Jessie.

We hear an announcement that twenty minutes of the thirty minutes time limit for this match has elapsed which leaves ten minutes remaining in this match. Referee Barnes motions for the two wrestlers to get back into the action and she informs them they have ten minutes remaining in this match.

Adams: With two wins by Jessie to one for Melissa it doesn't look good for Melissa right now.

Simone: Underestimating Melissa isn't the correct concept Jason.

Melissa and Jessie start laying into each other again and this time Melissa gains the advantage. She has Jessie reeling and she grabs Salco's arm and whips her into the ropes and when Jessie rebounds off the ropes Melissa lands a vicious clothesline that drops Salco to the mat. Melissa stays back a distance keeping totally focused on Jessie. When Salco manages to get to her feet Melissa drives into her with a spear and she locks Jessie up with a pin. While Jessie is struggling to get a shoulder up Referee Barnes counts on the pin attempt.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Referee Barnes stands up and calls this pinfall for Melissa.

Justin: Referee Barnes has informed me that Melissa obtained the pinfall on Jessie Salco so the current scores of wins in this match is two for Melissa and two for Jessie.

We hear an announcement that twenty five of the thirty minutes time limit for this match has elapsed which leaves five minutes remaining in this match. Referee Barnes motions for the two wrestlers to get back into the action and she informs them they have ten minutes remaining in this match.

Adams: With two wins each and five minutes left this should prove to be an interesting tie-breaker attempt by Jessie and Melissa.

Simone: The way I see it is that with five minutes left both wrestlers need to work to ensure their pin or submission on their opponent takes place with very little time left. With five minutes remaining in this match if either were to get a pinfall or submission very quickly that would still leave enough time for their opponent to get another one. For sure it will be an interesting five minutes.

With five minutes remaining in the match, and with the wins are even two each Melissa and Jessie start clobbering each other to try to wear down the other for the win. After pounding each other Jessie breaks and runs to the nearest corner and quickly gets to the top ropes where she dives off the ropes. Unfortunately for Salco she is caught on her way down by Melissa who grabs Jessie and spins her to slam her hard into the mat. Melissa then rolls Salco over to be face down on the mat and Melissa drives several knees into the lower back of Jessie. Melissa then stands over Salco and reaches around Jessie's neck and she gets a firm grasp on the head and neck of Salco with a Camel Clutch. Referee Darn Barnes steps in to ask Jessie if she wants to submit but she says NO so the match continues. Not satisfied that Salco isn't submitting we watch as Melissa increased the pull on the head and neck of Jessie while at the time time she is leaning back which causes extreme pain to the already sore lower back. Again the Referee asks Jessie if she wants to submit and she refuses again. Melissa increases the pressure with the Camel Clutch and she pulls harder and this time which is causing Jessie extreme pain. Rather than suffer a severe injury to her back when Referee Barnes asks Jessie if she wants to submit she does submit and Referee Barnes calls for the bell. Referee Barnes then order Melissa to release her hold on Salco and she does and Referee Barnes motions for the bell.

DING DING DING!

Justin: Referee Barnes has given me her official decision on this match. Melissa got her third win in this match to the two for Jessie Salco, and with less than one minute left in the thirty minute time limit for this match, so the official decision is the winner of this match is MELISSA!!!

Referee Dawn Barnes raises the hand of Melissa for the win. After she drops Melissa's arm we watch Melissa exit the ring and head up the ramp where she disappears into the backstage area. Our attention is returned to the ring where Jessie Salco is exiting the ring to return to the backstage area.

Adams: Well that wasn't the outcome I expected for this match.

Simone: Good thing you didn't bet with me on this match or your wallet would be lighter.

---

Scene switches to the offices of Mark Ward and Christian Underwood as we see Bella Madison sitting there looking rather nervous. She had been paged to meet them and to bring Malachi with her.

Bella: You ever feel like you got called into the principal's office for something you didn't do?

Malachi: Most of the time, I did.

Bella laughs a bit through her nerves, chewing on the side of her nail to show it.

Bella: I'm freaked right now. What the hell is taking them so long? I still need to stretch!

Malachi: I'm sure it's nothing, love. Just keep yourself calm.

Bella: Coming from a man that rarely, if ever, does the same?

Malachi just rolls his eyes and shakes his head.

Malachi: I asked for that.

Suddenly the door swings open and the duo looks back to see Mark and Christian followed by the physician that is on-call. They all greet the couple as they enter the room.

Hot Stuff: Sorry, we didn't mean to keep you two waiting.

Christian: Place has been a madhouse.

Bella: Both of you and the doc? ...now I am worried.

Malachi reaches over and grabs his wife's hand.

Malachi: Bells, I'm sure everything is just fine, but guys you know how high strung she's been lately soooo...

Hot Stuff: Right to the point. So be it. I'm sure you two know

Dr. Koholik: here.

Bella: Of course! Hey, Dr. Al.

Malachi's eyebrows shoot up.

Malachi: Wait, his name is Al Koholik?

Dr. Koholik:: *hiccups* Mmm, excuse me. That's correct.

Malachi: *grumbling* Well that makes me feel safer...

Everyone looks around in an uncomfortable moment before Christian clears his throat.

Christian: Bella, we just wanted to let you know that we have had to pull you from the Bombshell's Roulette Invitational.

Bella's eyes grow wide with shock.

Bella: WHAT?!!? But...but why??

Hot Stuff: Well, as you know as part of being absolutely certain that we take care of the staff here, that we have you go through a complete health screening before every show. Usually we have the results a day before but well...I think the doctor can explain it.

They all look at the doc who is taking a sip out of something from his inner pocket for a moment and looks around. He quickly tips whatever he may be drinking and quickly caps it.

Dr. Koholik:: *ahem* Sorry. Well, Ms. Madison...when we got the results of your blood work back there was a bit of confusion as to its results. Add in the fact that you are on medications right now to help you and your husband here conceive a child, it was something that we wanted to make absolute certainty of. In fact we ran it about three times to be absolutely certain...

Malachi: What are you talking about doc? Our regular doctor assured us that she could continue to work while being on fertility medications.

Dr. Koholik:: And that hasn't changed. But when we got the results of this latest blood work...well I reached out to her to discuss and talk about the results and well...

He hands Bella the open folder and her and Mal look at it together. Bella suddenly let's out an open weep.

Bella: Oh my God...

Malachi: This...is this for sure?

Dr. Koholik:: Like I said, three times and a confirmation from your own.

Bella still stares in disbelief and begins to cry.

Bella: ...I'm pregnant.

Hot Stuff: I know it wasn't exactly how you two wanted to find out but...Congratulations.

Christian: Yes, congrats. We're sure gonna miss having you around here.

Bella begins to cry heavier and Malachi wraps her up in a big hug.

Malachi: Hey, shhhh...we did it, love. You're gonna be a mommy.

Bella: *through the tears* But...what about...

Christian: Don't even worry about anything else right now.

Bella pulls back and brightly smiles through her tears, looking at Malachi.

Bella: We did it.

Hot Stuff: I think it's time for us to take our leave. If we can help with anything, please don't hesitate to ask.

Malachi: I'm sure we'll be just fine. Thank you.

Bella looks up at Mark and Christian for a moment, like she wants to say something but they both just smile at her before walking out of the room with the doctor behind them. The happy couple share a huge hug.

---

The scene opens backstage at Inception VI where we see the current Bombshell Roulette Champion "The Greek Angel" Ariana Angelos standing around with a pointer in her hands.

Ariana: Today class, we're going to do some math! Franky, if you please?

Ariana's fiancé Francisco comes into view carrying the white board that Ariana has been using as a prop over the past two weeks, Francisco holds it up and Ariana points to her name in the centre of the white board.

Ariana: What happens when you take one gorgeous Greek champion?

Ariana asks as she flips some hair over her shoulder before moving the pointer to the three challengers who were announced on the last Climax Control of 2022, Zoey Lukas, Bella Madison and Seleana Zdunich.

Ariana: Add two of the hardest working Bombshells in the division and one of the most impressive rookies we've seen in years!

Ariana then moves the pointer to the rest of the names on the board, namely the ones who accepted the open invitational, Krystal Wolfe, Mackenzie Page, Crystal Caldwell, Dawn Warren, Chelsea Le Clair and Eaven Maloney.

Ariana: And add in an Open Invitational stipulation? Franky, do you have an answer for the kind folks at home?

Francisco: A chaotic mess of a match?

Ariana: Exactly! I've been the Bombshell Roulette Champion since September and I've turned away some of the top talent in the division since the reign started! Names like Seleana Zdunich, Melissa and Jessie Salco! Yet this match will prove to be my most challenging to date!

Ariana then picks up the Bombshell Roulette Championship which had been sitting on a chair next to her.

Ariana: No one ever said that winning and holding onto a title was going to be easy but this might be the toughest test of my career and yes, I'm counting my match against Masque and Avalon Blackthorn from last year! Heck if we're being honest? I'm not even sure if I'll make it out of the arena with my title in hand!

Ariana adds before brushing some hair over her shoulder.

Ariana: But I'm darn sure going to give this match my best shot! And if all goes well? All those women I just mentioned will bask in the glow of the Greek Angel's light as I retain the title! See you girls out there because it's going to get wild!

Ariana walks off with the title leaving Francisco holding the board.

Francisco: Err, Ari? What am I supposed to do with this thing now that we're done with it?

Ariana (off screen): Put it back in the car babe! I may find a future use for it!

Ariana calls out and Francisco nods.

Francisco: Right! Where's the parking lot again?

Francisco walks off in search of the parking lot as the scene fades.

---

The camera returns to the ringside area, the shot panning out to the six-sided ring, surrounded by multiple ladders. And up above the ring, suspended is the SCW Roulette Championship belt...

Simone: Before we begin this championship match, we would like to offer both our congratulations and well wishes to Bella Madison who just moments ago was informed by SCW medical personnel that she is pregnant and thus, can not participate in tonight's championship contest.

Adams: Way to go Malachi! Who knew you had it in you, buddy???

Back to the ring!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the Open Invitational Free For All for the Bombshell Roulette Championship!

The capacity crowd cheers, anticipating a wild match!

Justin: The rules of this match are; in order to win, a Bombshell must retrieve the Roulette championship belt from above the ring, and then escape from the Stockton Arena! The woman who does will win the match and be the Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Roulette Champion!

More cheers from the Stockton fans!

Justin: Introducing first...!

"Dancing with the dead" by crown the empire hits and a green spotlight hits the stage. Zoey comes out and stands in the middle of it with a small smile on her face. She throws her hands across her chest in an X with her hands up in the metal horns. She makes her way down to the ring looking at the fans with a small smirk shaking her head before running and jumping onto the apron sliding across her knee, she pops up and does the X again before getting into the ring.

Justin: From Atlanta, Georgia! Zoey Lukas!

The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.

5

4

3

Suddenly the countdown is stopped by claws slashing through the image and a cat's roar sounds through the arena. Janet Jackson's "Black Cat" blasts through the speakers and Seleana Zdunich walks through the entranceway and makes her way to the ring, slapping hands along the way as the crowd cheers her on.

Justin: From Los Angeles, California! Seleana Zdunich!

The opening guitar riff to "In the Middle of the Night" by Within Temptation hits the speakers and the crowd comes unglued as Ariana emerges from the back wearing a long cloak with her initials on the back and with her back to the crowd.

Justin: Introducing the reigning and defending Roulette Champion! From Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania, "The Greek Goddess" Ariana Angelos!

Ariana spins around right as the song kicks into high gear with the opening lyrics, she poses for the crowd as she makes her way down to the ring before rolling into the ring and removing her cloak ready for her match.

Simone: This it, everyone! The initial three competitors in this open invitation championship match!

Adams: And more can join in, any time, anywhere! It's all just a matter of biding your time for the right moment!

Simone: Exactly! Any woman can retrieve the title belt from above the ring, but to win the match and the championship, you MUST exit the Stockton Arena with the title in your possession!

From the outside, all four SCW referees are gathered. Jasmine nods to Drew and he calls for the bell!

DING DING DING!

And IMMEDIATELY the chaos ensues as all three women roll right out of the ring and go for the nearest ladder! Zoey has the easiest time hefting the heavy ladder with her size and strength and slides it inside of the ring but she steps up onto the apron to attempt a retrieval when Seleana uses the ladder she grabbed to throw against Lukas's back, causing Zoey to fall hard on the apron! Seleana, the ladder still in hand, turns around and Ariana races right up and dropkicks the ladder, knocking it back against Zdunich and she falls to the ringside floor with the ladder on top of her! Ariana then quickly slides inside of the six-sided ring, grabbing the ladder Zoey had slid in and she begins setting it up!

Adams: The champ is going right for the belt!

Simone: A very smart move on her part! The odds are so very much against Ariana right now!

The crowd starts cheering as someone is racing down the aisle - or someones!

Adams: Who...??

Simone: We knew it wouldn't be long before more women showed up, seeking the gold!

Chelsea LeClair is running down toward the ringside area, and behind her follows Krystal Wolfe and Crystal Zdunich!

Adams: Say THAT ten times as fast without messing up!

Simone: Say what...?

Chelsea goes for the nearest ladder and grabs it, seeking to add another means to reach the championship belt but as she folds it and picks it up, she turns around and Seleana, who has by now recovered, flies off of the barricade surrounding the ring and she crashes right into the ladder and Chelsea, wiping both out onto the ringside floor!

Adams: I guess since it was done to Sel, she wanted to show someone else how it felt!

Simone: And it downs a fresh Chelsea LeClair!

Crystal then reaches the ringside area and she dives into the ring, sliding beneath the bottom rope but Krystal catches her by the foot and drags her right back out of the ring, dumping her to the ringside floor! Crystal looks affronted at the action, eyes burning and mouth wide open! She slowly stands up and she and Krystal get nose to nose! Crystal shoves Krystal, Krystal shoves back!

Adams: I hope this doesn't get too confusing for the readers!

Simone: You mean the viewers?

Adams: No?

Now Crystal BITCH SLAPS Krystal, and Krystal returns fore and DECKS Crystal! The two women then begin exchanging blows on the outside of the ring as on the inside, Ariana has the ladder set up and she begins to climb!

Simone: We might have an early retrieval right here!

But Ariana gets halfway to the top and Zoey Lukas is back in the match! Zoey comes up behind Ariana and she turns around and pries the champion off of the ladder...! Ariana holds her hands out with a worried face in the vulnerable position and Zoey POWERBOMBS her down!

Adams: If anything would take the champ out of the match, that just might do it!

Then Zoey turns and she spots the standing ladder and a smile crosses her face! Zoey then begins to climb the ladder on her own and Seleana is in the ring and she grabs Lukas by the boot to stop her, but Zoey kicks her away! Zoey then continues to climb but another entrant runs down to the ring!

Simone: It's Mackenzie Page from London Underground!

Crystal and Krystal keep brawling and Mackenzie clotheslines BOTH women from behind en route to the ring!

Adams: It's every woman for herself! There ARE no friends!

Mackenzie rolls into the ring and she begins to climb the other side of the ladder, opposite of Zoey! Zoey reaches the top and she stretches her arm toward the belt when Mackenzie arrives at the top as well and she slugs Lukas! Zoey answers back with a fist of her own and the two hardest hitting women in this match are trading blows atop of the ladder!

Simone: Oh no! Look who's coming!

Evean Maloney is power walking toward the ring and she breaks into a sprint! Chelsea gets out from beneath the ladder and Evean slams right into her with a spear! Evean then climbs into the ring and she grabs the ladder with both Zoey and Mackenzie on it and she starts to tip it over! Seleana is now in the ring and she grabs Evean from behind in a Kimura Lock!

Simone: This is where strategies get complicated! Seleana could have helped but instead she's looking to take a competitor out of the equation!

With the ladder steadied once again, Mackenzie and Zoey begin their brawl from the staggering height once again! That is until Mackenzie grabs Zoey by the hair and slams her face into the ladder! Zoey falls back, toppling but grabs the ladder to keep her balance – that is until Chelsea is in the ring! She runs up the ladder behind Lukas, jumps up and around ad brings her CRASHING down with a sunset bomb from the top of the ladder!

Simone: Good LORD!

Fans: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!

Adams: I couldn't have said it better myself! – And I mean it! It's in my contract!

On the outside, Krystal and Crystal are recovering, dragging themselves to their feet! Krystal grabs the Hall of Famer but Crystal plows into her, driving her hard against the metal ring steps! Ariana climbs the ladder, ready to fight Mackenzie at the top who is reaching for the belt, but Seleana is in and she grabs the ladder and slowly starts to tip it over! Crystal enters the ring and she lends her wife a hand and the ladder goes over AND Mackenzie and Ariana BOTH hit the ropes, fall and tumble outside of the ring and to the floor! Seleana and Crystal hug one another and turn to the fans when Crystal grabs her wife into a sleeper!

Simone: That BITCH!

Adams: There really ARE no loyalties in a match like this!

Seleana struggles in the sleeper but Crystal has it locked in tight! But then Evean is recovered and she comes up and she grabs CRYSTAL in a sleeper! Chelsea is on her feet and she grabs a ladder and she tucks her head in the rungs and she begins to use it like a helicopter, spinning around on her feet and slamming the ladder into EVERYONE, sending them scattering and rolling to the outside save for Crystal herself! Crystal ducks the blow herself and she grabs the ladder and uses it to send LeClair back into the corner and Zdunich braces the ladder against the mat, pinning the popular Chelsea against the turnbuckles!

Simone: Say what you will about Crystal but she is a veteran and that is a crafty use of the ladder to keep a troublesome opponent at bay!

Crystal then grabs the fallen ladder and sets it back up and she begins to climb, all alone now!

Adams: She's going to reach it! Crystal is going to get the belt!

But the LAST person Crystal expects is her own wife Seleana to be at the bottom of the ladder, grabbing it and hefting it up! Crystal shrieks "WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?" but it's PAYBACK time! Seleana dumps the ladder over – and in mid flight, Crystal braces against the ladder and jumps over the ropes and to the outside, wiping out Mackenzie, Krystal, Ariana and Evean with a flying body press!

Adams: WOW!!!

Simone: Even the fans were impressed by that!

Seleana sets the ladder back up and she begins to climb! Seleana reaches the top and stretches...!

Simone: She has it! Seleana has retrieved the Roulette title belt!

Adams: Now all she has to do is get the bloody hell out of there!

Seleana begins to climb down as fast as she can, when someone else has raced down to the ring and entered the fray!

Simone: Dawn Warren! Dawn Warren is here!

Adams: Better late than never I suppose!

Dawn comes up from behind as Seleana has just about reached the bottom and she pulls Seleana off of the ladder in the Electric Chair! Dawn then falls backwards and Seleana hits hard on the mat and the title belt goes flying to the outside of the ring!

Adams: Well THAT didn't work out the way Dawn was hoping!

The belt lands amidst the scattering of Bombshells and they all go crazy diving for it! Evean grabs it on the floor and turns to get the hell out of there to win but Mackenzie lays her out with a discus lariat! Mackenzie grabs the belt and she takes off, but Dawn races up the ladder that still has Chelsea pinned in and she leaps off, crashing into Mackenzie with a corkscrew senton! Chelsea finally escapes and rolls out of the ring to rejoin the fracas, but now Dawn has the belt and she takes off up the aisle, and every Bombshell present engages in hot pursuit!

Simone: Someone get a camera back there! If we crown a new champion, we need to keep the fans aware!

Dawn ducks through the curtains with the other eight women right on her heels! The camera is right there in the backstage hallway of the Stockton Arena, watching all of the chaos as Dawn tries to find the exit and escape her pursuers! Dawn turns a corner sharply and runs right up when a door flies open - and Dawn hits it hard! Janet the Makeup Lady steps out, confused and looking around and she then spots the belt lying on the floor and she gets a smile on her face and SHE grabs the belt!

Adams: JANET!? Janet the Makeup Lady might win the title!?

But Janet turns around and immediately sees the stampede of angry Bombshells charging right at her and she cries out and throws the belt to them, and another massive brawl erupts for the gold right there in the hall! Evean catches the belt and Seleana grabs her from behind! Evean spins around and POW! Evean strikes Seleana in the head with the title belt before she realizes who it was that grabbed her!

Simone: Her own sister! Evean just struck Seleana with the Roulette belt!

Adams: It was an accident! She didn't realize it was Sel until it was too late!

Evean is horrified at her mistake and tries to check on Seleana when Mackenzie spins her around and lays her out with a hard knee strike to the jaw! Now Mackenzie grabs the belt and she spins around and she strikes first Ariana Angelos, her own GO Gym teammate, and then Zoey Lukas with the belt! Mackenzie then goes for the nearby exit and she just about reaches it when Chelsea, who grabbed a steel chair, strikes it hard across Page's back! Mackenzie goes down and Chelsea grabs the Roulette belt from her hands and she begins to whip Page across the back with it to further take her out of the fray! Krystal Wolfe is then up and she grabs Chelsea and she slams her head into the wall! She grabs the belt from her and turns around and Crystal spears her AND Wolfe through the nearby door that leads to the boiler room! Krystal goes tumbling down the steps to the bottom but Chelsea hangs onto the railing! Crystal grabs the belt and she reaches the exit door and knocks it open, but Dawn grabs the belt in her hands and pulls her around, stopping her!

Simone: Now we have a tug of war over the gold right in front of the exit!

Adams: All one of them needs to do is get the other to let go and she's the champion!

The tug of war is maddening when the reigning champion Ariana Angelos comes up and she breaks it up with a superkick right to the head of Dawn, breaking the hold on the belt but she inadvertently causes her own downfall as Crystal loses her balance and falls through the door – WITH THE CHAMPIONSHIP!!!

DING DING DING!!!

Justin: Here is your winner - and NEW Bombshell Roulette Champion! Crystal! ZDUNICH!!!

The crowd boos as Ariana holds her head in her hands, feeling the shock at her costly mistake as Crystal is on the ground with a huge smile on her face, just now realizing! She hugs the belt against her front as it dawns on her that she is the new champion!

Simone: She did it, and she has Ariana the now FORMER champion to thank!

Adams: I guess now Christian and Mark HAVE to let Crystal back onto the SCW roster! She's a champion!

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There was a small break from the action at this particular moment. Cameras leaving the backstage area and cutting back to ring side. As soon as they did, a rather unfamiliar theme found itself starting to pump into the speakers and play out into the Stockton Arena. Fans seemed to be confused by the theme as the lyrics began to be heard.

SAVE YOURSELF!
LOVE IS PAIN, I KNOW TOO WELL.
YOU'VE NEVER FELT, WAVES THIS STRONG.
JUST SAVE YOURSELF!

Of course the faces of the fans continued to express that confused look. All of this seemingly catching everyone off guard but thanks to the cameras being in the exact position they were in. The black curtain separating backstage from the ringside area was pulled back some and stepping out onto that stage was a very familiar face indeed. That face was that of Calvin Harris, a former two-time SCW World Heavyweight Champion. Right away there was a strong reaction from the crowd. Very hateful boos being aimed in his direction.

Simone: What in the world is this?! Calvin Harris back under the Sin City Wrestling banner?!

Adams: I don't think I'm believing my eyes right now. This is something I never ever thought would happen.

Simone: That makes the two of us. And based on the crowd reaction here. It doesn't appear the SCW audience is happy with a return.

Adams: Don't think anyone can blame them after how this guy carried himself years ago. One of the worst people to have ever stepped foot in this company if you ask me!

By that time Calvin had made his way down the ramp and was in the middle of sliding into the ring from under the bottom rope. Quickly pushing himself up to his feet. Making a quick motion for a microphone where a stage-hand was quick to hand one. Calvin grips it tightly before turning around and heading for the center of the ring. As soon as he took front a center the music began to fade out.

Simone: I hope this man knows as soon as he speaks. This crowd is going to eat him alive. He's about to do nothing but waste his time here.

Adams: You're likely not wrong, but if he's here. Clearly he's got something to say and as much as most don't want to hear it. I'd be lying if I didn't say I was at the very least curious about what is going to be said.

Tapping the top of the microphone to make sure it was on. Calvin proceeded to bring it up to his lips to speak.

Calvin Harris: That's about the response I kind of expected...

For a brief second the man once known as The Martyr of Professional Wrestling paused while nodding his head a little.

Calvin Harris: The last time you all saw me standing in this ring was back in two thousand and eighteen. I was the SCW World Heavyweight Champion. I had two big dudes that backed me up and I was the biggest piece of shit you could have ever imagined me being.

Just the mentioning of the past had the crowd booing pretty heavily. They were doing just what many would have thought. Letting this man know they weren't happy and he essentially wasn't welcomed by them.

Calvin Harris: From the way I acted, from the way I spoke to you and everyone else. I was just horrible and I certainly didn't make any friends with that mentality. I'd be willing to bet at the time Mr. Ward and Mr. Underwood was glad that at the time it looked like SCW would be closing their doors. Because that meant they didn't have to deal with me anymore. Can't say that I blame them either.

Another pause escaped his lips. Calvin slightly pacing back and forth in that one spot he stood. Although his words would without a doubt be causing some eyebrows to raise slightly. Not exactly something the SCW audience might have seen coming.

Calvin Harris: And it didn't really end there. If we're being honest, after I lost the championship and things closed up shop. Any interview after that. Several social media posts from me. Pretty much anytime I was asked about SCW. I was anything but positive and took every chance I possibly could to bury a company that had given me so much. Now, I could go on and on for why I did what I did. I could sit here and put the blame on people. Point fingers. So on and so forth, but that's not who I am anymore. And therefore that's not something I'll be doing here tonight.

Shaking his head a little.

Calvin Harris: Instead, I am going to admit that I was wrong. I am going to admit that I should have carried myself better. I am going to admit that I should have been a professional and I am going to admit I should have been more grateful than I was back then. After all, SCW was the one place willing to give me a chance to continue my career after wasting nearly five years in a company that never cared about me to begin with. SCW was a company giving me a chance to provide for my daughter and my very at the time pregnant wife. SCW was my home away from home and I didn't treat it as such. In a roundabout way, I never truly understood how lucky I was to work for this company and to have people at one point backing me to be their leading star.

Each word that came out of his mouth was starting to seem like it had some true substance behind it. Not to mention it appeared as if he was really pulling at the heart strings of the true SCW fans.

Calvin Harris: I say all of that to bring me to this next point. I haven't laced up a pair of wrestling boots in almost five years. I haven't stepped foot in a wrestling ring - with the exception of training my students in five years. I haven't had a wrestling match in the last five years. I considered myself retired at the age of twenty nine. Which is wild when you think about it. But because of how I felt at the time and where I was from a mental state at the time I was done with wrestling. Of course as every single wrestler from the past and every single wrestler in that locker room right now knows. You never really retire from this business.

For a moment Calvin could be seen standing there leaning against the ropes peering down at the hard-cam. Only nodding his head as he listened to some more of those mixed reactions.

Calvin Harris: And I decided that I wanted to come back to wrestling. I decided I had a couple more match of the year candidates left in me. I decided I still had a lot to give to this business even if I'm a little older now. Did what I felt was the right thing. I reached out to Mr. Ward and Mr. Underwood. We discussed a few things. Seemingly buried the hatchet. In the end a proper contract was offered to me and without hesitation I signed my name on the dotted line to come back home here in SCW.

By that single announcement. A roar of a reaction came from the crowd. Some cheers were actually heard, but at the same time as one could have understood and expected. There was still a very large negative reaction.

Calvin Harris: Now I am more than aware that not everyone is going to be happy with that decision. From the sounds of it. Not all of you are happy. And I am more than sure there are plenty of people that are in the back that aren't happy with that. No problem, like I said I get it. But at the same time, I mean this with all due respect. I don't care if you're happy about it or not. I know I'm a changed man and overtime. You'll see that's the case and you'll learn to respect me. Or you won't see that, but you'll still have no other choice but to respect me because I intend to bust my ass every single night. I'm going to leave every single drop of blood, sweat, and tears in that ring. I am going to set out what I intended to do when I was seventeen years old. Be the best damn professional wrestling on the planet!

He sounded more than fired up at that point. After being gone from the ring for nearly five years. After being bitter about a sport that he once loved. After assuming his days were done, just to have a change of heart and for him to find himself wanting to go on a little more. That would make any man feel fired up.

Calvin Harris: And to be the best that means two things. I have to constantly put on amazing match after amazing match, but I also must reach the pinnacle. I must reach the top. I must be standing here before you as the SCW World Heavyweight Champion. Now, I don't know when that'll happen. I could get that opportunity next month. I could get that opportunity six months from now. It could be next year. Hell, it could even be ten years from now. But I assure you. You're not going to see me disappear from this company ever again until I have proven that point and become the professional wrestler I always desired to be!

For the first time there was a little more of a positive reaction from the crowd. More cheers than the jeers coming, but still it was clear not everyone was sold.

Calvin Harris: Let this be a message to anyone in the back. I've drawn the line in the sand. I am here to stay. I am here to go after what I want. I am here to achieve everything I've ever wanted and then some. If you have a problem with that. Then come find me. Because I am under no circumstances going to be a hard man to find at all. Let it be known to my face. That way the two of us can come out here. Put a match for the ages on for these people and settle our differences like men. Line up one by one. And I'll keep fighting until I've got nothing left. Just know in the end, I'm not going anywhere until I do what I need to do.

In that moment he found himself looking right into the cameras on him. Speaking for what would turn out to be the final time on this night.

Calvin Harris: I leave you with the famous words Michael Jordan once left on a press release... I'm Back!

That being said Calvin flipped the microphone out of his hand. As it hit the mat with a slight thud. "Save Yourself" began to play over the speakers once again. The crowd was still very much torn on their response to the returning superstar, but at this point there seemed to be a more of a positive response than anything else. Calvin finding himself rolling out of the ring that very second.

Adams: Well that was interesting to say the least.

Simone: Interesting indeed, but I have to admit here. I feel like I speak for a good portion of SCW when I say this. Calvin being the SCW World Champion again seems like a recipe for disaster. Don't think anyone is going to ever want to see what happened after how it went nearly five years ago.

Adams: That's a fair statement to make. Yet at the same time it seems like the kid has his head on his shoulders a little better than he did before. Not that it matters cause at the end of the day. It isn't up to us. It's up to the boys in the back to make sure that chance never comes.

Simone: And I hope for the sake of this company. They make sure it happens!

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

Justin: Making his way to the ring... From New York, New York.. Finn Whelan!

The spotlight doesn't fall upon the stage, instead flowing across the crowd as the lyrics describe more than just a time in the world. Finn Whelan appears not from the curtain, but from one of the visitor entrances with a semi-cocky swagger written into his denim jeans. He stops at the top of the steps for a moment, a slight smirk on his face as he glances down at the people around him, blockaded off by the typical burly security guards. The crowd is not booing, but they're not exactly cheering either. He sets his eyes upon the ring below, and then makes his way down slowly, ignoring the people around him though a few of them clap him on the shoulders as he descends.

At the barrier, he slings himself over and slides immediately underneath the bottom rope and leaps to his feet in the center of the ring. He heads directly for the ropes in front of him, and hops up onto the bottom one, bouncing slightly as he looks back at the crowd, choosing a few choice words to share with them. He drops down from it, and pulls off his vest as he heads to his place against the turnbuckle, leaning into it and looking upwards at the stage past his brow as his music fades out.

Justin: And his opponent....

The theme song to Terminator starts play and Chronic Chris Page and his lovely wife Candice come out from the back. The mixed reception from the crowd showed him being loved by some and loathed by others. They stand at the top of the ramp for a moment as the cheers drown out the boos only slightly. Like a true gentleman Chris holds the hand of the lovely Candice Wolf-Page as they walk down the ramp.

Justin: Making his way to the ring accompanied by Candice Wolf-Page from Detroit Michigan... Chronic Chris Page!!

As the duo reaches the ring Chris holds Candice's hand as she makes her way up the steps and is clearly appreciating the view before he follows her up the steps holding the ropes for her to step into the ring with him as they are received by slightly more cheers than boos. Candice takes Chris's leather jacket from him before she exits the ring once again the ropes being held for her by her man. A quick kiss for good luck before the referee signals for the bell.

DING DING DING!

The referee called for the bell and the two men circle the ring trying to get a feel for each other and they lock up in the middle of the ring but neither one is getting the upper hand and they release the hold but Chronic Chris Page is the quicker of the two immediately kicking Whelan in the gut before kicking him in the chest taking him down with a hard clothesline. He immediately hit him with an elbow drop and went for it again but Whelan rolled out of the way in time to avoid it. Both men get back to their feet and as Whelan goes to attack Chronic Chris Page with a vicious right Chronic Chris Page ducks it, spinning around Whelan before grabbing him and sending Whelan flying with a German Suplex.

Adams: Oh what a suplex from Chronic Chris Page sending Whelan across the ring!

Simone: I have a feeling this is going to turn ugly real soon. Both of these men can brawl and this has the makings of a brawl in progress..

Chronic Chris Page came in to grab Whelan but Whelan immediately hit him with a fist to the gut. When Chronic Chris Page tried again Whelan started punching him again and again until he was back to his feet and the crowd booed with each hit but Chronic Chris Page started punching back to the joy of the crowd with cheers and boos following as they traded blows in the middle of the ring until Whelan got the upper hand forcing Chronic Chris Page to move backwards towards the corner and when he had him there Whelan proceeded to stomp on Chronic Chris Page until he has him sitting on the mat scrunched up in the corner. Whelan steps back a few steps before running in and hitting Chronic Chris Page with an Enzuigiri to the side of the head. He drags Chronic Chris Page out of the corner and goes for the pin..

ONE!

TWO!

Kick out!

Chronic Chris Page kicks out just in time and Whelan argues with the referee about it being 2..

Simone: Whelan needs to forget about the pin and stay on Chronic Chris Page because he is getting to his feet.

Adams: Come on Chronic Chris Page!

Simone: You know that we are not supposed to be biased here!

Adams: Fine! Come on Whelan!... There happy now?

The Whelan fans are frantically pointing towards Chronic Chris Page who is getting to his feet and trying to get Kash to focus on him again instead of the referee but fail in their attempt and Kash gets blasted in the back of the head with a forearm shot by Chronic Chris Page. The camera focuses on a proud Mrs. Wolf-Page who is just standing outside of the ring as she smiles up at her man. The devilish red-head draws the attention of the referee with her dazzling smile for long enough for Chronic Chris Page to poke Whelan with the classic thumb to the eye. The pain filled shout causes the referee to refocus on the match at hand. Blinded for a moment he did not see the Judas effect coming his way and Chronic Chris Page goes for the pin attempt..

ONE!

TWO!

Kick out!

Chronic Chris Page smirks and gets to his feet stomping on Whelan who was still dazed by the Judas effect before he climbs to the top rope. The crowd hushes for a moment as they watch the legend climb up to the top.

Simone: High risk move by Chronic Chris Page here..

Adams: Flying Cross Body Block by Chronic Chris Page!!!!

The move hit the mark perfectly and Chronic Chris Page immediately goes for the cover..

ONE!

TWO!

Kick out!

Just in time Whelan managed to kick out after that picture perfect Flying Cross Body Block and the crowd oohed and Chronic Chris Page got back to his feet taunting Whelan to get up.. He is nearly stalking him as Whelan moves slowly.. Stomping on Whelan in between the taunts and not giving him the time to really get up for a bit. He stops for a moment to taunt the crowd which gives him a well mixed reaction. As soon as Whelan is up though Chronic Chris Page attacks with a series of rolling german suplexes which dazes Whelan and as he is even slower to get to his feet Chronic Chris Page connects with a stiff boot to the gut before locking in the Page Plant. Hoisting Whelan up and slamming him down he immediately goes for a cocky cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: Here is your winner... Chronic Chris Page!!!!

The referee raises Chronic Chris Page's hand for the win but the lovely Candice has come into the ring and raises the other arm. As the referee helps Whelan out of the ring the view is of the Page couple standing victorious in the ring and the show cuts into a commercial break.

Backstage, we see "Godly" Ken Davison standing backstage. Standing next to him is his wife, Kyra Johnson. In his arms, with her legs wrapped around his waist is his six year old daughter. She is a microsized version of her mother. She has the Sin City World Championship draped over her shoulder and she is clutching it as if her life depends on it.

"Godly" Ken Davison: A lot of people have a lot of things to say about me. They can say whatever they want because I know what the truth is. I'm like A cups. I'm real whether you like me or not. I'm a flawed man. I'm not perfect and I will be the first one to tell you that. Whether you think I'm deserving or not, I am the Sin City Wrestling World Champion. At the end of the night, that might not be the case.

Ken takes the title from his daughter and slings it over his shoulder so that he can get a more secure grip on his daughter.

"Godly" Ken Davison: I know Mac Bane is questioning my association with Masque. That is all well and good because I don't answer to Mac Bane. I do what I have to do to succeed in this business. Despite the fact that I am standing on the other side of the ring from him tonight, despite the fact that I am consorting with the enemy, I have never once stopped being loyal to my brother. I have never once betrayed him. My loyalty remains with him, and it remains with the other Saviors.

Ken reaches over with his left arm and pulls his wife closer to him.

"Godly" Ken Davison: Above and beyond that, this is who and what I am loyal to. some of you may recognize my wife Kyra. She's been here once before. Now, this is my daughter Adina. These two women are the reason why I do everything I do in life. My loyalty is to them above all else. Mac knows about what happened during his match. You know, the one where I was chloroformed and abducted. I had to drive to Chicago after that. I had to go to my hotel room and I had to explain to my daughter exactly what happened because that was the first show she had watched me on for this company. We all know what she saw. So if I made the decision to keep my friends close and my enemies closer, you know that I had a Kendamned good reason.

Ken squeezes Adina a little bit harder, letting her know that everything is okay.

"Godly" Ken Davison: My hands are stained with the blood of so many of my contemporaries. Those people include my wife. They include Amber Ryan. They include Mac Bane. What differentiates the blood on my hands from the blood on the hands of Matt Knox, is at least I had the decency to stab these people in the chest. Tonight, I am willing to spill as much blood as I need to in order to remain the world champion. I am going to do what I need to do to provide for and protect my family. What I do tonight, whether it's Jack Washington, Mac Bane, or Matt Knox, it's going to be like a punch in the face. It's going to hurt and they're going to see it coming. I don't care who I have to hurt, myself included, as long as I walk out the Sin City Wrestling World Champion.

The action for Sin City Wrestling's Inception had been hot all night long. Right now the buzz from the crowd was real as the cameras cut to the ring. Standing right there at that moment were the familiar faces of Scott Oliver and the ring announcer Justin. That being said Justin took center stage and brought the microphone to his lips.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, at this moment. It is my privilege and my honor to introduce to you a special someone.

That one statement was enough to build some more buzz. Crowd instantly reacting with some cheers.

Justin: The man about to come out here is a certified legend in this business. As he's got the experience of twenty five years being in this great business of ours. He's a man that's been inducted into a few Hall of Fames. He's a man that has racked up countless accolades and championships to his name. Including winning a Heavyweight Championship a total of twenty times.

Cameras were panning to some of the faces of fans in audience. It appeared that so many of them were very excited about the little bit of knowledge they were being given.

Justin: And I have been told that this man specifically chose SCW to be the very last company he works for before hanging it up his boots. Being accompanied to the ring tonight by his wives Carmen and Blair. Without further ado allow me to introduce to you... The Icon, Miiiiiicccchhhhaaaeeellllll Haaaaaarrrriiiissssssssss!

In the same breath as those words being spoken "Enter The Sandman" by Metallica began to fill the arena's speakers. Now the audience reaction had started to switch up a little bit. That was a name that had its handprints all over professional wrestling but not in a good way. Some boos started to ring out at that moment.

Simone: Michael Harris? Michael Harris has been signed!? What on earth was Mark Ward THINKING!?

Adams: He probably got a two for one special at Wrestlers R Us.

Cameras were focused on the stage as the curtain was being brushed to the side. At that particular moment the trio came walking out to the center of the stage. Carmen on the right side, Blair on the left side, and the man himself right there in the middle with their arms linked together. Harris stood there for a brief moment smirking as it was clear he could hear the crowd. Not that it appeared to have an effect on him. But if looks could kill when it came to both women by his side. Their faces said it all. Not pleased by any means with the reaction.

Simone: Oh like they should have expected different?

By that time the trio had made their way to the ringside area. Harris had stepped up onto the ring apron and was using his foot to push down the bottom rope while pulling up on the middle rope. Carmen was the first to duck down and climb into the ring followed by Blair. Harris was quick to climb into the ring himself. Stepping forward as he briefly shook his hands with Justin while taking the microphone from him. His music was starting to cut out. At that moment Scott Oliver could be stepping towards him sticking his hand out.

Scott Oliver: Welcome my dude.

For a moment Harris stood there just looking at the hand in front of him. A simple look of disgust had crossed his facial expressions. However before anything could be said both Carmen and Blair stepped up taking the microphone from their husband. Carmen being the first to speak.

Carmen Rivera-Harris: Please, don't ever call my husband 'my dude' ever again.

Blair DuCharme-Harris: I believe I told you to go away once already tonight, cretin!

Carmen Rivera-Harris: Sounds like you're hard of hearing!

Both of those ladies had attitudes with them. To be fair it wasn't doing any favors in the terms of crowd reaction, but at the same time it appeared that didn't really matter to them.

Blair DuCharme-Harris: You may refer to him as a twenty time World Heavyweight Champion.

Carmen Rivera-Harris: You can refer to him as a former Hardcore Legend.

Blair DuCharme-Harris: You may even refer to him as the One TRUE Icon in Professional Wrestling.

Carmen Rivera-Harris: But 'my dude' will never be used ever again. Do we make ourselves clear here?

The two ladies were glaring daggers at Oliver. He just looked at the both of them a little confused. Not that it mattered. It appeared as if he never truly understood what was going on.

Scott Oliver: Uh... sure? I guess. I'm just trying to do my job.

A small shrug left his shoulders, but that may have been a mistake. Right away Harris grabbed the microphone from Carmen and stepped up. Slapping his hand on the back of Oliver's neck and gripped hard. Glaring at Oliver as he spoke.

Michael Harris: Listen to me and listen to me good. When they speak. When they ask you a question. When they demand a proper response. It's yes or no! Got it?

Harris could be seen gripping harder. Causing discomfort to Oliver based on the expression he gave as he quickly spoke.

Scott Oliver: Yes! I got it, damn man!

Following those words Harris removed his hand from the back of the neck before backing up a little. Raising the microphone back up to speak.

Michael Harris: Go on with your questions!

Scott Oliver: Well, the first question I have is who exactly are you? And the second question is what are ya doing here in SCW?

Michael Harris: Wait a minute. What the hell did you just ask me?

Scott Oliver: Dude, I know I'm high and all. But I know for a fact I asked my question clearly. I asked who are y--

Before Scott could finish getting the words out of his mouth. He was met with a massive right hand from The Icon. Oliver quickly crumbled to the mat after being struck so viciously. Right away the crowd began to erupt into boos.

Simone: And Michael Harris just got fined and possibly suspended before he's even had a chance to debut!

Adams: The staff are OFF LIMITS there Mikey!

Carmen and Blair found themselves quickly sliding out of the ring as soon as the punch went down. Harris was starting to rip off the leather jacket he had on. Tossing it to the side before he grabbed a hold of Oliver and placed him on his back quickly mounting the man. Swinging down with every bit of force he could with that right hand. Drilling Oliver in the head over and over again.

Simone: Will someone STOP this!?

Harris finally landed another stiff punch and let go of Oliver. As soon as the reporter rolled over to his side. It was clear he was busted wide open. Blood just pouring onto the mat from the open wound. Harris quickly grabbed a hold of Oliver's hair and began to drag him across the mat towards the ropes.

Adams: Forget suspended! He's about to get fired!

Harris tossed Oliver's limb and bloody head over the bottom rope as he held him there. As he glared right into the cameras as he screamed at the top of his lungs.

Michael Harris: Sin City Wrestling... You don't know who I am?! You don't know who the hell I am?! You have no idea what I have achieved? No idea what I am capable of?!

From the words that were coming out of his mouth. He sounded more and more angry as the time was passing.

Michael Harris: Let me show you who I truly am! Carmen grab the damn chair!

As soon as he made that very statement. On the outside his wife could be seen grabbing a hold of a chair at ringside and sliding it right into the ring to the Icon.

Simone: Stop this! Stop it now!

Inside the ring Harris could be seen picking up that chair and bringing it to the center of the ring. Quickly, he unfolded it and then slammed it down. Only to turn his attention back to Scott Oliver. At that moment Oliver was attempting to roll out of the ring, but wasn't nearly quick enough. Harris grabbed the back of his pants and dragged him back into the ring.

Adams: Enough is enough!

Oliver was on his knees as Harris hooked him by the neck and started to pull him to his feet. Every single fan in attendance was booing heavily while standing on their feet. They booed so loud as it was going to have any effect on what Harris was going to do. Sadly for them that wasn't the case. His eyes were set on that chair set up as he finished lifting Oliver to his feet.

Simone: Is it finally over???

Then without so much as a second thought. Harris grabbed a hold of Oliver and flipped him upside down before leaping into the air himself and driving the reporter down on his head and neck.

The sickening sound of Oliver's head hitting the metal of the chair as it crushed and became mangled was unlike anything anyone had ever heard. Harris quickly shoved Oliver's limp body off of him before standing himself up.

Simone: Oh BRAVO! Real big man, beating up a reporter!

Harris looked up for the first time at the crowd and could really see the boos being thrown in his direction. A sinister grin crossed his lips as he leaned down and grabbed a hold of his leather jacket, starting to put it back on like nothing had happened. Dropping down to his knees as soon as the jacket was on and rolled out of the ring with ease. "Enter The Sandman" began to play over the arena's speakers a second time as Harris stood there with his arms out. Both his wives come to link up with him.

Simone: Yes, that's a whole lot to be proud of!

The trio began to walk up the ramp with the music. Harris' didn't let that sinister grin leave his lips for even a second. It appeared more than obvious that he was very proud of what he had accomplished in what will go down in history as his debut into SCW. That's when the cameras cut away to the backstage area to continue on with the show.

Justin: The following contest is a fatal four way for the SCW World Heavyweight Championship! Introducing first!

The houselights cut out, a single Raven cries out soon joined by another, then another until the cries of an entire unkindness fill the house sound system, soon broken by "Hell Broke Luce" by Tom Waits cutting through, the house lights coming up to a dull blue as a single white strobe light pulses in time to the song's percussion.

Justin: From Baltimore, Maryland, weighing in two hundred and forty four pound he is Matthew "The Raven" Knox!

Standing in the middle of that pulsing light, back to the ring, stands Matthew Knox adorned in his ring gear and a sleeveless hoodie. Arms outstretched like a bird in flight he pivots on a heel and begins making his way to the ring, sliding under the bottom rope and picking a corner to charge and leap upon to scream the audience into a frenzy. He takes a lap around the ring, before kneeling in a corner and patiently waiting for the ring to sound.

Justin: And his opponent...

The opening guitar riffs of "The Enemy" by Godsmack play as the big man makes his way out. By his side is his manager, "Chronic" Chris Page. The crowd is giving them a mixed reaction from the first sounds. The booing is almost thunderous. He laughs as they make their way toward the ramp.

Justin: Being accompanied to the ring by Chronic Chris Page, from Port Arthur, Texas, weighing in at two hundred and eighty pounds, he is Mac Bane!

They only get louder as the pair make their way towards the ring, they walk slowly, jawing with the occasional fan who's decided he's a tough guy. Mac simply laughs and continues down towards the ring.

Finally, they reach the ring steps and make their way into the ring.

Mac approaches the center of the ring and raises both arms into the air. Then extending the middle fingers on both hands he laughs as the boos reached a crescendo.

Justin: And their opponent, challenger number three...

"Wasted" begins, and there is a brief murmuring of fans. As the song picks up, Jack Washington parts the curtain, a look of focus and minor indifference on his face.

Justin: From Philadelphia, PA, weighing in at two hundred and thirty five pounds, he is Jack Washington!

He shows very little emotion, walking to the ring in his hooded sweatshirt, tights and boots. He hits the ring, uses the ropes the stretch, and then sits on the top turnbuckle, mentally preparing himself to wrestle.

Justin: And their opponent...

The lights in the arena go down and the sounds of organs fill the arena. After few moments, the first guitar rifts of Deep Purple's "Bad Attitude" fill the arena and the house lights come up and "Godly" Ken Davison stands at the top of the entrance ramp with his arms extended. The arena fills with boos, but Davison soaks them in as though they were the adulation of the masses and he was a returning war hero.

Justin: From Baltimore, Maryland, weighing in at two hundred and nineteen pounds, he is the SCW World Heavyweight Champion, he is Godly Ken Davison!

Davison marches down to thing right with a sense of self righteous pomposity. He ignores the crowd, taking the most direct path to the ring steps, pausing to wipe his boots before getting in the ring. He stands in the center of the ring with his arms extended as the music cuts out.

DING DING DING!

The bell has rang as all four men are standing in a neutral corner while staring each other down, the crowd can feel the anticipation between these four men as they start to randomly cheer them on.

Simone: Normally we have one or two fan favourites in a match like this, but with these men it's anyone's picking!!!

We see the two members from the Saviors look at each other before turning their attention towards Washington and Knox.

Adams: We could have expected this to happen any time during the match, these two men from the Saviors trying to eliminate their opponents before battling it out themselves!!!

We see both Jack and Knox gesturing towards the members of the Saviors to bring it, only to see Washington slip out of the ring at the moment that the world champion and former champ approach them. We see Knox turn around and notices Washington to wave towards him before pointing towards the Saviors that start to pound away on the man that got suckered into it by Jack Washington. He grins as he turns his attention away from the ring. There inside the ring we see Mac Bane and Ken Davison set Knox up for an Double Irish whip before knocking him down with a clothesline. Ken covers Knox as Jasmine goes for the three count

ONE!

It didn't get further than a one count from the moment that Mac pulled Ken Davison off Knox as that causes the two friends to stare each other down and start to argue.

Simone: Well that combination didn't last long enough.

The two push their heads against each other when we see Jack Washington slide in the ring with a steel chair in hands and blasts Mac Bane from behind. This causes him to stagger into the world champion, forcing Ken Davison to be squashed into the corner between the turnbuckles and Mac Bane.

Simone: That Jack Washington is such a sneaky individual

Adams: Maybe Belinda, but it's a fatal four way and anything goes!!!

Jack drives the top end of the chair into the lower region of Mac Bane before kicking him out of the ring and pulls Ken Davison to the middle of the ring and goes for a cover.

ONE!

TWO!

We see Knox drop an elbow on top of Jack Washington to break the three count. He grabs both legs from Washington and drops a head to the lower region before setting him up for a Sharpshooter submission hold. Sitting in deep as Jack Washington is desperately trying to crawl towards the bottom ropes and grabs it, assuming that it will be broken.

Simone: Sadly for Jac, he either has to get out of this or await the assistance from the others.

And indeed, rope break isn't legal in a fatal four way. We see Mac Bane run the ropes and set himself up for a big boot to the face of Knox. Only to have him let go off Jack Washington to turn his attention to Mac Bane and sets him up for an Atomic Drop, only to see Mac counter it into a standing clothesline. The clothesline sends Knox 360 in the air before crashing down on the canvas. We see Ken Davison grab Mac by the hair and whips him around the steel ring post before going for the cover.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE....

We see Jack Washington charge towards Ken Davison, but stops as he notices that Ken Davison had him scouted and lifted his upper body off of nox. We see Jack run towards the ropes as Ken Davison runs after him and grabs the tights of Jack Washington and sets him up for a Backsuplex. Lifting Jack up in the air as he gets grabbed by the head and sets him up to be dropped when Mac Bane shows up from behind and catches Washington and boots Ken Davison in the back before going for a Powerbomb attempt on Jack Washington.

Adams: Here we go!!!NO!!!

We see Jack reverses the move into a small package as he slips out of the grip from Mac Bane as Jasmine goes for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

We see Knox breakt he cover where he kicks Jack Washington straight into his face. T'his causes him to roll out of the ring as he holds onto his mouth. Knox goes for the cover Mac Bane

ONE!

TWO!

THRR...

Mac is being pulled out of the ring by the current champion as he and Mac stare each other down and talk smack towards each other before turning their attention towards Knox once again. Both men grab the middle rope to pull them up on the ring apron as Knox and Mac step through the ropes to get inside the ring. There Knox was waiting, driving his chin to the face of Mac Bane as that causes him to drop to the canvas as Knox chokes him out with his foot across the throat. Ken Davison grabs Knox by the head and whips him out of the ring s he hits the concrete floor as Ken claps his hands before turning his attention towards Mac Bane who is getting up to his feet. He has gotten enough oxygen in his lungs to get back on track, the once bitter enemies and now stable mates are staring each other down. Telling each other that this is it, that they will finally decide the championship reign in their favour as they slap hands. They lock arms as the more powerful Mac pushes him off of him and flexes his muscles to no reaction from the champion. The two lock arms again, but this time it is Ken that gets Mac in a standing side head lock, onloy to be pushed into the ropes for an Irish Whip. Ken comes off the ropes and gets knocked down by a bigger man. Mac goes for the elbow drop, but Ken has rolled out of the way and immediately goes for the arm that Mac Dropped and locks it in a setup for an armbar. But Mac gets saved by Jack Washington as he grabs Ken by the hair and sends him shoulder first into the steel ring post before going for the cover

Simone: Is Jack going to steal it??

ONE!

TWO!

Knox goes for a kick in the face of Jack, but Jack saw it coming and moves out of the way. This causes Knox to lose balance as he is now easy pickings for Jack. Who sets him up for a Backsuplex straight in the arms of Mac Bane. He boots Jack Washington in the back as this sends him through the ropes before selivering a modified Powerbomb in the middle of the ring on Jack Washington.

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Jack somehow manages to kick out, this to an utter shock by Mac Bane several times and that must frustrate him. He grabs Jack and sets him up for a Powerbomb, only to have Knox knee him in the back as this sends him in the corner. Knox senses victory in the match and securet he world title as he grabs Jack Washington by the head and sets him up for a neck breaker in the middle of the ring before going for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

THRE....

NO!! this time it is mac Bane that stops the three count just in time to save his title aspriations. Mac wraps his arms around Knox as he lifts him up for a Powerbomb on top of Jack Washington. The impact of the blow forces Jack to roll out of the ring for secuiity from this gruelling match. Mac drops Knox and goes for the cover

ONE!

TWO!

THRE....

Knox gets his arm off the canvas as Mac senses victory. He grabs Knox by the head one more time and sets him up for another Power Bomb. He lifts Knox up high in the air, turns around a few times before dropping him hard on the canvas for a second time. Mac goes for the cover as the official starts to count

ONE!

TWO!

THRE...

Simone: NO WAY!!

Adams: That wasn't a three count???

Mac argues with the referee as Knox gets to his feet but someone slides in the ring behind Knox!

Simone: That's Peter Vaughn! With a chair in hand!

Mac continues to divert the referees attention as Vaughn swings the chair at the back of Knox's head, dropping him to his knees.

Adams: Oh my god! They heard that back in Vegas!

Mac has enough and pushes the referee out of the way, he wraps his arms around the barely alive man and goes for a third Powerbomb. He finally drops Knox hard on the canvas as his head bounces off the canas with such an impact that he seems to be out cold.

ONE!

We see Ken slowly direct his attention to what is going on inside the ring

TWO!

He is so close, but misses the opportunity to save his championship as he witnesses Jasmine hitting the canvas for the third time.

THREE!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match by pinfall and NEW World heavyweight champion!! Maaaaac Baaaannneeee!!!!!

Mac gets the title handed over towards him as the man celebrates his victory with Vaughn. We see Ken Davison resting their before getting to his feet and shakes his head moving towards the man that is now holding his belt and they stare at each other before Ken Davison before rolling out of the ring and allows Mac Bane to have his moment. The crowd boo loudly as Mac smirks.

Simone: I can't believe what we saw! Mac seems to have turned his back on everyone.

Adams: And what's more, Peter Vaughn is in an SCW ring! This is bonkers!

The camera returns to ringside...!

Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! Please welcome once again to the stage -- Miss Amanda Hugginkiss!

The crowd cheers as the spotlight on the stage appears, illuminating Amanda dressed in a suit with her full makeup and wig on. Behind her is a group of men made up to look like the Robert Palmer girls with guitars and microphones. The music kicks off, and the performance begins.

Amanda: Potato skins, potato cakes
Hash browns, and instant flakes
Baked or boiled or french fried
There's no kind you haven't tried
You planned a trip to Idaho
Just to watch potatoes grow
I understand how you must feel
I can't deny they've got appeal

Whoah
You like them whether they are plain or they're stuffed, oh yeah
Better face the facts, it seems you can't get enough
You know, you're gonna have to face it
You're addicted to spuds

Your greasy hands, your salty lips
Looks like you found the chips
Your belly aches, your teeth grind
Some tator tots would blow your mind

And you don't mind if they're not cooked
You need your fix, I guess you're hooked
And late at night you always dream
Of bacon bits and sour cream

Whoah, you like them even if they're lumpy or tough, oh yeah
Whee, It's pretty obvoius to me you can't get enough
You know you're gonna have to face it
You're addicted to spuds

Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, you're addicted to spuds

Ooh yeah

I'm givin' up, it'sjust no use
Another case of spud abuse
What can I say, what can I do
Potato bug has got me too, Wahoo

I used to hate them, now they're all that I eat, oh yeah
Whee, I've often seen then whipped, but they just can't be beat
Now I'm gonna have to face it
I'm addicted to spuds

Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds

Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds
Might as well face it, I'm addicted to spuds

Amanda and "the girls" do one final pose as the spotlight winks out, leaving the fans with cheers!

Backstage the cameras happen to pick up on the man that had made his debut only a little bit ago. The "Icon" himself, Michael Harris walking down the hall with his arms linked with both his wives Carmen and Blair. All three of them were laughing and having a good time, seemingly very much enjoying how things played out tonight. Out of nowhere Harris was grabbed and spun around. Of course the older man's face said it all he wasn't too happy. Yet he found himself standing nose to nose with none other than Calvin Harris. The loud crowd reaction could be heard all the way backstage. The intense glare between both men was in full effect.

Calvin Harris: What the hell was that out there?!

Michael Harris: ... I do not know who the hell you think you are, kid. However you know better than to put your hands on me!

Calvin Harris: Shut the hell up. And answer the damn question!

Quickly Carmen found himself stepping between the two. Standing right up to Calvin without any fear or hesitation.

Carmen Rivera-Harris: Little boy. This is none of your concern and you know it. Whatever, holier-than-thou kick you happen to be on, serves no purpose here. Now go on about your business and leave my husband alone!

She was truly not backing down. Glaring a hole right in him as Michael found himself nodding to Blair at that moment. Blair grabbed a hold of Carmen's wrist rather gently and began to pull her back. Leaving Harris to step before them and get right back into Calvin's face himself.

Michael Harris: Listen nephew--

Calvin Harris: Cut that shit out right now. No need to pretend like we're family all of the sudden. You think I've forgotten about what you did to me years ago?!

Michael Harris: Actually no. Which is why I am a little surprised. You want to get in my face and play hero on your first night back. Considering the last time you crossed my path. I almost ended your career at the age of twenty five.

A sinister smirk crossing the old man's lips.

Michael Harris: Now that being said. Not that I have to answer you in any way, shape, or form in regards to your question. What happened out there is what's going to continue to happen each and every single time someone disrespects me. It does not make a difference to me. Wrestlers, backstage reporters, commentary people, referees, or even the damn owners of this shit-hole. You disrespect me. You pay for it.

His arrogance was oozing out of him. Both Carmen and Blair nodded their heads in approval, seemingly agreeing with everything he said.

Calvin Harris: Disrespected? All because the guy wasn't familiar with who you were?

Michael Harris: Yes! How the hell do you not know who I am and what I have achieved over the last thirty years?!

Calvin Harris: Well got some bad news for you then. You're going to run into an entire roster of people that don't know you, don't know of you, and don't know what you've done. Quite frankly going to run into a lot of people that don't give a damn to know either. This isn't your game anymore. A lot has changed since you were last in the ring. And you're already setting yourself up for failure.

Michael Harris: Failure?

Calvin Harris: Put your hearing aid in and you'll be able to hear me better. I certainly didn't stutter.

Of course the remarks from Calvin made the older Harris glare at him a little more. Clearly not liking the mocking situation at hand.

Michael Harris: I'm just going to pretend I didn't hear any of what you just said. Because I am a man that does not fail. In fact I am a man that succeeds at everything I do inside that ring. Got a long list of accomplishments to prove, kid.

Calvin Harris: And that's just it. You're relying on the past like it matters. Tonight, you put your hands on someone that couldn't defend themselves. You try that with someone else and---

Michael Harris: Let me cut you off there. It'll be the same result. Loaded into the back of an ambulance never to be seen from again. Do yourself a favor Calvin. Stay the hell out of my business and stay the hell out of my way. Let an Icon like myself take SCW where it needs to be.

As soon as those words came out of his mouth. Harris turned himself around to both his wives and linked his arms with their again. Just before they could walk off Carmen snapped her head around and looked right at Calvin.

Carmen Rivera-Harris: Don't let this happen again. Next time something very-very bad might happen to you. It'd be a shame if those two young children of yours had to watch you eat from a straw for the rest of your pathetic existence.

Calvin couldn't get a word in before the trio began to walk off. Leaving him standing there shaking his head from side to side. Cameras began to cut away leaving the SCW fans to realize what took place tonight on The Icon's end was just a sample of what the near future could look like.

Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, it is now time for OUR MAIN EVENT MATCH!!! This is a match that will be contested under Last Bombshell Standing rules!! The only way to win this match is to physically dismantle your opponent that she cannot get up to her feet before the count of ten!! The winner of this match will be Sin City Wrestling Bombshell World Heavyweight Champion!!!

Pulsing, red lights rolls over the crowd like a rising tide to the opening growing distortion before the opening riffs of 'Cry Sister' by Royal Bliss overtake the arena.

Opening vocals kick into gear as the lights seem to pulsate and the tron image tears itself into a rough greyscale triptych with the middle section splattered in red- each one depicts hits and misses alike in heavy slow motion.

As the chorus roars and the triptych bleeds into one real time footage reel legacy of violence stained red and saturated black, the tell tale silhouette appears atop the ramp- cheers splintered with boos as the materialised form tends to draw a mixed reaction between those who judge action and those who understand that theres more than meets the eye.

Either way, the Painted Hurricane soaks in the reaction and energy.

As fans reach for acknowledgement and wave signs of support, some are met with a half-hearted hand touch while those that dare to scream their expletives and empty threats get a sly wink or a sarcastic kiss blown in their general direction. P>Fluidly, Amber circles like a shark- beelining for whichever camera person is the slowest to get out of her way- lip syncing or giving a little bit of bonus commentary down the lens before a playful nudge sends them back on their way.

Slipping under the rope, Amber doesn't call for fanfare or adulation. Simply stalks towards the closest turnbuckle, and leisurely perches herself atop of it. Hands clasped and elbows resting on knees in lazy anticipation, wearing the ever-present knowing smile across her otherwise apathetic features.

Justin: Currently inside the ring is the challenger!! Standing in at 5'8 and weighing in at 132 pounds!!! Hailing from Atlantic city, New Jersey!!! Amberrrrrr Rrrryaannnnnnnn!!!!!

The arena is plunged into darkness. A single spotlight illuminates the entranceway, as the choral refrain asks, "Will the Circle be Unbroken?" Stepping into the brightness, Masque drops to her knees and with a head tipped upwards, stares into the rafters - arms held outwards. After a few seconds she brings her gloved palms together in an apparent moment of prayer.

Climbing back to her feet, Masque interlocks her fingers and makes her languid way down the ramp, hands pressed together against her chest. Periodically, she stops in front of a gesticulating, whooping member of the audience and offers them her hand. Some shrink back, others grasp it with theirs. All quieten as she turns her eyes on them.

Pausing at the ring steps, she drops to one knee and touches a hand from her heart onto the metalwork, running fingers against scuffed steel. Once she climbs onto the apron Masque raises a long leg up, hovers it just above the top rope and rolls through; using momentum to spin her entire body over and inside in a single fluid twirl. She lands sitting on the mat, hands clasped together again and looking up at the lights.

Justin: And her opponent!!! Standing in at 6'0 and weighing in at 29 pounds!! Hailing from Parts Unknown!!! The current Sin City Wrestling Bombshell World Heayweight Champion!! Mmmmassssqueeee!!!!!!!

DING DING DING!

The bell hasn't ended before Amber Ryan has already charged in on the Bombshell heavyweight champion, lashing out punches and kicks to the face and body before setting Masque up for an Irish Whip. Only to have the world champion reverse it and send the former champion into the ropes instead. Masque follows Ryan up immediately by charging in on her and avalanches the challenger just from the moment that she comes off the ropes. The impact of the blow sends Amber to the outside of the ring as Masque charges towards the opposite side of the ring, before coming off the ropes and does a few cartwheels inside the ring before using her own momentum and dives through the top and middle rope and crashes into Amber Ryan as that sends her into the barricades.

Adams: Good Grief!! We haven't even begun for a few minutes and it's already carnage!!!!

Jacob Summers looks on at Amber, who is holding the back of her head while being on the concrete floor before starting to use his ten count

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: Masque isn't going to win this match that easily is she??

FOUR!

FI...

The official signals for the match to continue as Amber has managed to pull herself up to her feet at the count of five, only to have a knee in the midsection before being whipped back into the ring underneath the bottom rope. Masque quickly climbs the steel ring steps, jumps on the top turnbuckles and measures Ryan as she is slowly starting to get bac to her feet. Masque jumps towards Ryan from the moment that she turns around, only to have the mist sprayed in the eyes before being caught by the head and executes a DDT in the middle of the ring. Amber rolls towards a neutral corner and demands Jacob Summers to use the ten count on the champion while pulling herself up to her feet.

THREE!

Adams: What a sudden turn of eent, you would hae thought that Masque would hae closed her mask completely in a anything goes type of match like this one??

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Masque slowly rolls over to her stomach, using her elbows to lean on as that pushes her upper body off the canvas while being on her hands and knees as the mist is clearly bothering her. Amber wastes no time as she drives her head into that of Masque, knocking her down on her back as Amber gets on top of her and starts to choke her with both hands, trying to squeeze the life out of her opponent as that would cause the world champion to be unable to get to her feet. Masque manages to lift her legs upwards instinctively, wrapping them underneath the armpits of Amber and pushes her down to the canvas and off of her. Amber rolls through and immediately gets to her feet before delivering a running knee to the face of Masque as she gets to her hands and knees and demands Jacob that he starts to use the ten count on the champion as Amber takes a seat on the middle turnbuckle, while overlooking the carnage that is ensued inside the ring.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

We see Masque slowly get to her hands and knees, shaking her head in the hope of finding someone that would be able to spray her in the face while trying to find a ping point location of the challenger. Who charges in on her and wants to finish it all off with a stomp on the back of Masque's head. But Masque explodes to her feet as she sees Ryan charge in on her, spearing Ryan out of her own boots as the champion uses Ryan's own momentum against her and hit her with a huge spear that causes Amber's spine to crumble under the pressure of the move and the impact off the turnbuckles. This causes her to slide down to the canvas really slow when Masque slowly backs off from her, not caring about the ten count that Jacob Summers would start to use on Amber as she immediately uses her artificial hand to blast away at the face before grabbing her by the head and pulls her up to her feet. She lifts Amber up in the air in a standing Suplex Position before letting her balance over the top rope before falling backwards for a huge standing Suplex as the blood had flown to her head for a while. Masque gets to a knee, demanding Jacob to count to ten while not taking her eyes off the challenger whose face clearly shows that she is in pain.

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Simone: Both women have taken quite some punishment in the early going of this match, neither of them is willing to hold back against the other woman.

We see Amber move her arms a little, trying to turn herself over on her side. But Masque immediately stops that by grabbing her by the hair, she doesn't beliee that Amber will stay down for the count of ten as she pulls her up to her feet. Scooping her over on her shoulder and aims to drop her face first on the turnbuckles. Only to have Amber successfully slither out of the champion's grip and pushes her into the turnbuckles herself. Amber immediately follows it up by grabbing the champion by the head in a Dragon Sleeper like grip before dropping the back of her neck across her own knee. Amber slides out of the ring as she looks underneath the ring as Jacob Summers is counting to ten

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

Adams: that was a painful move from the challenger, but I doubt it will be enough to keep the champion down for the ten count

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

And indeed we see the champion stir, grabbing the back of her neck as she slowly starts to roll over to her side. There she moves to her hands and knees as she looks up and stares into the sadistic grin of the challenger, who blindsides Masque by using a fire extinguisher to shoot the content straight into the champions eyes.

Crowd: Holy Shit!! Holy Shit!!! Holy Shit!!!

Simone: Now that's how you put someone out who has been on fire!!!!

Masque is rolling around in the middle of the ring, trying to get the content out of her eyes as she is screaming in agonizing pain. Amber has rolled bac into he ring and still holds on to the fire extinguisher. Blasting it across the left nee of Masque, repeating the move a few more times before turning towards the right. She repeats the same amount of blows before blasting the ribs of the champion with the fire extinguisher.

Adams: Amber is losing her freaking mind!!!

Simone: Can you blame her?? After all that she has had to endure by this woman!!!!

Masque is rolling around the ring, trying to get away from the onslaught from the challenger but is unable to do so. Ryan finally drops the fire extinguisher before looking around to the fans who are cheering her on violently. Amber drops the fire extinguisher and grabs both arms of Masque, before suddenly kicking away at the masked face of Masque before letting go and telling Jacob Summers to use the ten count on her opponent.

Simone: Did you see the viciousness???

Adams: I did!! And I think Masque may have some injuries underneath that mask of hers!!!

ONE!

TWO!

THREE!

The camera zooms in on the masked face of Masque, where we indeed see some blood pouring from her mask as perhaps her nose is broken or a busted lip.

FOUR!

FIVE!

SIX!

Masque is struggling to roll over on her side, unable to put any strength on her limbs due to the blows she endured a few moments ago with the fire extinguisher

SEVEN!

EIGHT!

Masque finally manages to roll on her stomach, trying to push herself off the canvas but ultimately collapses on the canvas due to the pain that she had to endure

NINE!

TEN!

DING DING DING!

Justin: The winner of the match by ten count!!! And NEW SIN CITY WRESTLING BOMBSHELL HEAVYWEIGHT CHAMPION OF THE WORLD!!! Amber Ryan!!!!

Simone: Good God!!! She did it!!! She finally did it!!!!

Amber collapses to her knees as the emotions are now starting to come as the tears are flowing from her eyes. We see Jacob Summers hand her the Bombshell world title that she once had held so proudly, holding it in her hands while staring at the name that once read hers and will again starting from the next Climax Control. She finally gets to her feet and places the world title across her shoulder, glancing over towards the former champion for a moment before turning her attention towards the crowd. She cannot help herself but to show a smile before slowly climbing the second turnbuckle and raise the championship belt as high as possible above her head before getting out of the ring and walk towards the back where she is greeted by her husband and current Sin City Wrestling world Champion Mac Bane as the shot slowly fades to darkness and credits roll.

Thank you! to everyone who wrote for us and to Annie for the graphics!