The Michelob Ultra Arena in Las Vegas, Nevada is packed to standing room only capacity, and the opening shot pans across ten thousand strong screaming fans, young and old alike! The shot sweeps from the upper balconies to the ringside floor as the men and women, boys and girls, all who make up the SCW Universe, cheer and clap, some jump up and down in excitement and wave toward the camera in hopes of garnering for themselves a little recognition!
The camera then pulls into a shot of the six-sided ring, where ring announcer Justin Decent stands in the center of the ring, dressed in a black vest sans shirt, white collar tie and black, lycra spandex pants ala the Chippendales.
Justin: Hello, and welcome to Las Vegas, Nevada for Sin City Wrestling "My Bloody Valentine V!"
The crowd cheers almost maniacally!
Justin: Now please welcome to the stage, SCW's own 'Hostess With the Mostess,' Amanda Hugginkiss and Holly Wood!
Amanda steps out onto one side of the entrance stage, as the fans cheer and applaud for Amanda, then they whistle and catcall as Holly Wood joins her. Both are dressed to the proverbial nines in matching, shimmering gowns and Holly Wood is wearing a curly blonde wig, Amanda wears a red one that is straight and past her shoulders. The music begins and the opening performance is underway.
Amanda: You think you're funny, but you're not.
They're laughing at you, not your jokes you twat!
Holly Wood: And you think you're talented but you're wrong.
My ears bleed every time you sing a song.
Together: Bitch! I got you bitch!
I got you bitch!
Amanda: The critics say you ought to quit!
They're sick and tired of your boring shit!
Holly Wood: That hurts to hear, I must confess.
Especially from an old man in a dress!
Together: Bitch! I got you bitch!
I got you bitch!
Amanda: You've got bony, giant feet!
And that wig makes me crave shredded wheat!
Holly Wood: You've got the same taste as circus clowns!
Amanda: You're older than dirt, your hair is gray!
Holly Wood: You're nothing but a skinny tramp!
Together: Bitch! I got you bitch!
Holly Wood: You're my favorite Vegas Jew! Amanda: I don't eat pork so I can't date you! Holly Wood: Looks like Barbie joined AARP! Amanda: You're a huge talent and baby makes three! Holly Wood: Why folks like you, I'll never know! Amanda: Because I don't buy makeup at Home Depot! Holly Wood: Are you singing or killing a cat!? Amanda: I'm singing about shit, I invented that! Holly Wood: I never laughed at you, not once! Amanda: You are the Queen, the Queen of C**ts! Holly Wood: I am also your best friend! Amanda: And I'll be yours until the end! Together: I love you bitch!
And as the song ends, many of the fans have tears in their eyes from laughing so hard and they stand and clap for both Amanda and Holly! Both smiling, Holly and Amanda bow then turn to one another with smiles. Amanda goes for a hug and Holly 'maces' her with Lysol before hurrying backstage.
The camera then switches to a close up shot of the broadcaster's table where Belinda Simone and Jason Adams sit. Simone: Hello everyone and welcome home to Las vegas, Nevada for the most violent event of the year - My Bloody Valentine V! Adams: This is the night where Bombshells and Superstars BOTH face some of the most potentially violent matches the bosses could ever dream up! Simone: Absolutely and after tonight, we will know just who has what it takes to overcome adversity and move on up the ladder to bigger and better things! And two of those very men - Justin Smith and "the Unbreakable" Eddie Lyons both try to make that move and get past the seemingly unbreakable Roulette Champion, Peter Vaughn, in tonight's opening championship match! Adams: Then one-half of the World Mixed Tag Team Champions, "Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards steps back into singles matches, facing Seleana Zdunich! Simone: Ms. Golden Briefcase aka Georgie Robertson tests the waters against a brand new addition to the Bombshell division in Taylor Sweet! Adams: Mister Golden Briefcase Rodrigo Afonso then gets his turn and he wants new competition, and he gets it tonight in Helluva Bottom Carter! Simone: Then we debut the Blood Bath Brawl, with as usual, it is Ladies First! Four women enter this match, and while two begin inside of the cage, two more await in separate cages. Every five minutes, a new woman will enter the match where a variety of weapons are made available! The last woman standing wins! It is Crystal Zdunich! Ariana Angelos! Mercedes Vargas! And Bella Madison! Adams: Then it is time for the Bombshell Roulette Champion Bobbie Dahl to see if she can get past Harper Mason who has been on a roll and earned this title opportunity the hard way! Simone: Oliver Zahn managed to defeat the Internet Champion Miles Kasey in a non-title match a few weeks ago to earn this championship opportunity. Tonight we find out if OZ can go two for two or if the champion will be able to overcome this challenge and retain his title! Adams: Now it's the Superstars turn at their own Blood Bath Brawl - same rules! I think Alexander Raven really stepped in this one when he cost Ben Jordan the Mixed Tag titles, because both of those guys are in there! But they're going to have to deal with "Bulldog" Bill Barnhart AND Aiden Reynolds too! Simone: The drama surrounding the Bombshell Internet Championship has been brewing for weeks now and Courtney Pierce, the reigning champion, has never faced a more daunting task than she does tonight when she attempts to overcome THREE challengers - Tempest, Krystal Wolfe and Luna Pasilno - in a Fatal Fourway match! Adams: J2H has been getting haunted seemingly by some unknown shadow of an individual for weeks! And you know a man like J2H does not take that sort of thing just lying down! A challenge has been made and J2H gets to finally lay hands on this mysterious boogey man inside of the ring, right here, tonight! Simone: The reigning World Bombshell Champion Julianna DiMaria wanted to celebrate herself and her championship reign but one person dared to step forward and interrupt her narcissistic fantasies - and that was Alexandra Calaway! Alexandra made it known she was next in line and tonight she attempts to dethrone "the Queen"! Adams: And in the Main Event! It started with the Elite Eight chosen by J2H himself, and it's down to two! Tonight in the Finals of the World Heavyweight Championship tournament, one-half of the World Mixed Tag Team Champions Finn Whelan goes up against the Hall of Famer - Goth! Simone: All this and MUCH more on Sin City Wrestling "My Bloody Valentine V"! Justin Smith is seen in the locker room area and decides to talk about his upcoming match with Eddie Lyons and Peter Vaughan for the Roulette title. Smith: I know I did not beat Eddie a few weeks ago like I hoped I was going to, and that's ok. I am still going to destroy him because that's what I do, destroy people. Both Peter and Eddie will be just victims on my path to glory. If they know what is good for them, they will stay the hell out of my way, or I will be forced to put him into an early retirement and into a retirement home. They will regret ever being involved in this match!!! There is no one who will get in my way of what I want, and that is getting championship gold. I do not care whom I pin, but know that I will become Roulette champion and will reign as the best Roulette champion that SCW has EVER seen. I will showcase my superiority in this match.
Just wash your face, you'll lose twenty pounds!
You sang at Betty White's sixteenth birthday!
Your weight loss spa was a concentration camp!
.... Too soon?
I got you bitch!
I love you bitch!
I love you bitch!
Justin cackles as the scene fades to black.
Backstage, the participants in the triple threat superstar roulette title match are standing near the roulette wheel. Ms Rocky Mountains reaches up and spins the wheel as the three trade looks. It begins to slow down and then stops on the match type. In the arena, a set of curtains is pulled upward revealing a grave in a pile of dirt.
Justin brings the microphone to his lips as the crowd falls silent.
Justin:The following match is the superstar Roulette title match which is buried Alive match…Introducing first…
Adams: So that is why there is a pile of dirt with a hole dug in it.
Simone: How they knew that this match would end up being chosen is beyond me.
The opening riffs of Madness by Liliac hits the speakers as Justin "Tarrytown Tormenter" Smith comes out to the stage, looking smug. He stands there as the crowd gives him boos. The New York Smasher walks from one side of the stage to the other with a swag in his step. He looks around the crowd, and starts to walk towards the ring slowly, stopping halfway down the ramp and turning his head with his nose in the air to look at the crowd, their faces showing that they do not like the way he is looking down upon them.
Justin: From Tarrytown, New York! Weighing two hundred and fifty pounds! -- The Tarrytown Tormenter!
Simone: Justin Smith looks ready for this match.
Adams: Given the type of wrestler he is…this seems like his kind of match.
The Tarrytown Tormenter lowers his head slowly and turns back to face the ring, walking down towards the apron. Hitamashii climbs up to the apron and steps between the top rope and the middle rope, looking around at the fans as they continue to boo him. Clouds by NF begins as fog fills the stage area, and Eddie Lyons appears in the middle, hoodie up, and arms folded. He stands there looking down at the ring for a few moments. Shooting a fist into the air, Eddie pulls his hoodie down and makes his way down the ramp, tagging the hands of a few fans along the way before climbing the stairs into the ring. Eddie extends his arms to both sides dropping to a knee, and punches the mat, he then moves to his corner to await the start of the match.
Justin: His opponent, from Baltimore Maryland, Unbreakable Eddie Lyons!
Adams: Eddie Lyons in the ring now and from the looks of it, he isn't going to be an easy man to beat.
Simone: Just wait, here comes the champion…
The lights in the arena go out, causing the usual hysteria from the crowd. After a few seconds, Peter Vaughn's face appears on the big tron, darkly smirking down at the fans.
"This Time... It's Different."
After Vaughn finishes speaking, he begins to laugh. His laughter carries on as the Tron video overtakes his image, beginning with "This Time It's Different" by Evans Blue. Vaughn comes out from the back, smiling at the reaction he's getting. He stops on the ramp, surveying the hatred from the crowd. From Vaughn's reaction, you'd think they were chanting his name, as he walks down the aisle with a cocky smile. He heads straight through the ropes and into his corner, stretching and preparing for a fight.
Justin: Their opponent…He is the current roulette champion…Peter Vaughan!
Adams: The champion is in the ring looking confident and there is Dawn Barnes calling for the bell.
Simone: Well, let's see how confident he is once the match starts.
DING DING DING!
As the bell rings, the three men rush to the middle of the ring where Peter Vaughan is attacked by both Eddie Lyons and Justin Smith. Peter immediately covers up and drops to the mat where he rolls out of the ring. Justin Smith turns on Eddie and begins to hammer him with hard rights that sends him into the corner. Justin is about to continue the attack in the corner when Eddie explodes towards him with a vicious clothesline that staggers him back. Recovering quickly, Justin and Eddie begin to trade rights and lefts along the ropes. Outside of the ring, Vaughan leans his hands on his knees as he looks into the ring. Seeing both men close to the ropes, he reaches inside and pulls them both by the feet which doesn't trip them but does get their attention. The two stop fighting and look down at the champion who backs away with his hands in the air. He begins to walk around the ring as Justin drops and cuts him off from one side of the ring as Lyons leaves the ring behind him. Peter Vaughan stops when Justin approaches him rubbing his hands together. The champion turns and heads in the opposite direction only to find Eddie there waiting. Eager to escape, Vaughan rolls back into the ring.
Adams: What a start to the match Belinda but this is not going to be the way to win it in the ring. To win the belt, you will have to bury your opponents in the open grave.
Peter manages to get out of the ring fast enough as Eddie is taken off his feet with a lariat from Smith. Reaching down, Justin picks Lyons up and then suplexes him onto the floor. Peter moves quickly to kick out at Smith who is sent against the hard steel of the ringpost. Peter reaches out to pull Eddie up and then drags him towards the dirty but Eddie is able to fight him off with a right into the midsection. Smith is being looked at by Dawn as she notices that he has begun to bleed. Vaughan looks back to see where Dawn is then uses a hard right to Eddie after poking him in the eye. Eddie is doubled over in pain as he covers his face rubbing at his eyes frantically. Smith sees this and rushes over to catch Vaughan and spin him around to kick him in the midsection and lift him with a suplex. Peter lands hard on the concrete and arches in pain as Eddie finally manages to wipe his eyes clear. Eddie leans against the barricade recovering as Justin is beating on Vaughan who is trying to fight back.
Simone: It looks like the champion is in trouble right now Jason.
Lyons makes his way to the pair of them and spins Justin around to begin peppering him with kicks and punches. Smith tries to cover up as Eddie manages to grab him by the back of the neck and send him face first into the barricade which drops Smith to the floor. Peter Vaughan uses the distraction to move back towards the ring where he sits on the ringsteps much to the delight of the crowd who are taunting hm from ringside. He nods acknowledging the taunts but ignores them as he gets to his feet and moves towards Eddie Lyons who has dragged Smith towards the grave. Before he can throw Justin into the grave, Peter Vaughan saves him by attacking Lyons with a suicide dive from the barricade that takes both men down. Smith is checked on by Hitamashii as Vaughan gets to his feet, Eddie lays on the floor clutching at his chest as the champion turns to Smith and leaping on the shoulders of Smith, Vaughan takes him down with a hurricanrana. All three men are on the floor recovering as Dawn looks at all three.
Adams: This match is anyone's to win. All three men are really laying a beating on each other.
Eddie is slowly making his way to his hands and knees as Peter Vaughan gets to one knee before mounting Justin Smith and beginning to rain down punches on his head. Dawn reminds him to use an open hand which has Peter Vaughan waving cockily in agreement then reaching down to slap Justin across the face with an open palm. Getting up, Peter holds up his arms but is send stumbling into the barricade by a forearm shot from Lyons who had made it to his feet. Clutching at the back of his head, Eddie moves to the champion and pulls him by the back of the head toward the pile of dirt. Peter tries to fight back but Eddie has him held tight. Neither man sees that Justin Smith had grabbed a nearby shovel and swings it wildly sending Lyons and Vaughan to the floor where each of them are laying holding their heads.
Simone: That swing may havw taken both Eddie and the champion out of the match. But he still has to get them into the grave.
Justin leans back against the barricade and laughs maniacally. Pushing himself off the steel, he reaches down for Eddie and picks him up to throw him over the barricade and into the crowd. Peter Vaughan begins to crawl away from Smith to the safety of the ring. Justin turns and moves toward him, mounting his back and paintbrushing the back of the champion's head before grabbing him by the ears to pull him to a vertical base. Justin spins him around and drops him with a hard right. Vaughan rolls away from him but Justin follows and pulls him up again. Smith whips him towards an excavator that is near the grave but Vaughan can reverse it and sends Justin headfirst into the steel of the bucket full of dirt. Smith staggers away and teeters on the edge of the grave. He realizes where he is and steos away from the open grave with a look of relief only to have Vaughan charge in and spear Smith that takes both men into the grave.
Simone: Both men are in the grave and where is Eddie Lyons?
Adams: If he wants a chance to win this match, he better get here quickly.
Eddie makes his way to his feet and looks towards the grave where Justin and Peter had disappeared into. He staggers to the barricade and throws himself over it to walk towards the excavator. In the grave, Peter Vaughan and Justin Smith had both made it slowly to their feet and are trading rights in the grave not even noticing that Eddie has moved to the machine near the grave. Eddie climbs into the cab of the digger and reaches for the ignition as the two men in the grave notice the start of the machine and realize that Lyons had started the bucket to dumping the dirt inside of it. Eddie sees both men trying to get out of the grave and jumps from the cab to grab a shovel and use it to toss dirt at the two before they can escape the grave as the bucket of the excavator drops its load of dirt burying Justin Smith and Peter Vaughan in the grave. Dawn sees both men being covered with dirt and motions for the bell.
Adams: He just buried those two men!! What a finish Belinda.
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match and NEW Roulette champion…Unbreakable Eddie LYONS!!
Dawn grabs the title and then rushes back towards the filled in grave to hand Eddie the belt.
Adams: We have a new Roulette champion in Eddie Lyons
Simone: But what a battle Jason. He earned it.
Adams: I have to agree with you on that Belinda.
Eddie Lyons climbs on the digger's cab and holds up the title as his music fills the venue to mix with the shouts and chants from the crowd.
Bobbie Dahl is seen backstage, stretching and doing final preparations for her title defense later tonight. After stretching from side to side, she closes her eyes and takes in a few deep breaths, starting to mentally prepare herself for whatever the roulette wheel may give her and Harper in tonight's match. She is so focused that she doesn't see, or hear, Artie walk up to her.
Artie: Bobbie, look who–
Bobbie screams and nearly jumps out of her skin, causing Artie to do the same as he jumps back. Bobbie's eyes are now open and she's looking at her husband, her heart beating fast after having been startled out of her zen-like state.
Bobbie: Geez, honey, don't startle me like that when I'm in the zone! Oh…Mom?! Mrs. Miller?! What are you two doing back here?!
Their mothers seem to get a laugh at both having been scared. Perhaps more so at Artie's scream than Bobbie's.
Artie: That's what I was trying to tell you before you screamed and then I screamed and just…ruined the moment I guess.
Barbie: We wanted to see you before your big match.
Mrs. Miller: I hope you don't mind, dear.
Bobbie shakes her head, and while she would normally hug them both, she doesn't and just remains standing where she is.
Bobbie: No, it's fine. I'm just trying to focus and don't have much time to chat.
Mrs. Miller: Of course, Bobbie. We understand. We just wanted to wish you good luck, but we'll be out there cheering you on, too.
Bobbie looks confused for a moment.
Bobbie: Wait. What about Dad and Mr. Miller? Where are they?
Artie: Oh, they are already out there. My Dad just didn't feel like coming back here, so your dad stayed with him to keep him company.
Bobbie frowns, but shrugs it off. She didn't have time to worry about her father in-law's continuing grumpiness.
Mrs. Miller: Well, I suppose we should let you focus and get back to our seats. Again, good luck Bobbie. Be safe and know that were all very proud of you.
Mrs. Miller takes it upon herself to wrap her arms around Bobbie and give her a warm embrace. Bobbie returns the hug, smiling briefly before Mrs. Miller steps ready to return to her seat at ringside.
Barbie: Good luck, sweetie. We'll see you after your match.
Bobbie just nods at both her mother and Mrs. Miller without saying another word. Artie gives her a look, but she shakes her head. As he walks away with their mothers to lead them back to their ringside seats, he shakes his head, almost disappointed with Bobbie.
Simone: Welcome back to My Bloody Valentine and our next match up should be a good one as one half of the mixed tag team champions Kayla Richards takes on Seleana Zdunich!
Adams: Kayla and Seleana have had quite a lot of recent success and it is worth mentioning that Kayla and Finn will defend the Mixed Tag Team Titles against Team Go at the next Climax Control, between that and Finn's World Title Match tonight you know she'll be out to gain some momentum heading into that match!
Simone: This should be a good match, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
"I will kill your dreams."
Justin: introducing first, from Norwich, East Anglia, England, she is one half of the SCW Mixed Tag Team Champions "The Dreamkiller" KAYLA RICHARDS!
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.
Simone: Kayla hasn't exactly been a popular women since she signed with SCW in 2022 but you can't deny her success.
Adams: Three time Bombshell Internet Champion, one time Mixed Tag Champion, the only titles she hasn't held are the World Bombshell and Bombshell Roulette and it's only a matter of time before she sets her eyes on Julianna or Alexandra, depending on who wins tonight's Bombshell Main Event off course.
Justin: And her opponent!
The arena fades to black as the screen lights up and we are treated to an old school movie countdown image.
5
4
3
Justin: From Halmstad, Sweden, "The Cat" Seleana Zdunich!
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.
Simone: Seleana has not been able to recapture her early success in years but maybe 2024 will be the year she finally breaks that curse.
Adams: Stranger things have happened, just look at the Bombshell Roulette Championship who, as you might remember, beat Seleana and Mercedes in her first defence, not to mention the first Roulette Rules Match of the year.
Holly goes over the rules with the two women and once it's clear that they understand she calls for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And this matchup is underway.
Adams: Kayla and Seleana look completely focussed and this could go either way!
Once the bell rings Seleana and Kayla lock up in the middle of the ring before Kayla breaks the stalemate with a knee to Seleana's midsection and tries to take control of the match early by hitting Seleana with a Suplex but Seleana blocks it before breaking free of Kayla's grasp an rocking the Brit with a European Uppercut that sends her reeling back towards the ring ropes, Seleana tries to follow that up with an Irish Whip but Kayla reverses it, tries for a clothesline on the rebound only to get that ducked by Seleana and then hit with a Dropkick from the Swede knocking the Mixed Tag Team Champion down.
Simone: Lot of back and forth in the early going but Seleana has gained control of the match with that dropkick!
Adams: Seleana's one of the tallest women on the roster so she can jump high for those dropkicks! Off course, Kayla isn't that far behind her in terms of height since there's literally a one inch difference between them!
Seleana goes for her first pin of the match after following that up with a Standing Moonsault!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla gets the shoulder up! Seleana shakes her head, knowing that it was going to take more than that to put away a Bombshell as decorated as Kayla, Seleana goes to pick up the Brit but Kayla catches her with a Step Up Enziguri, a Roaring Elbow and then finishes the combo off with a Sliced Bread #2! Kayla hooks both of Seleana's legs for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Selena kicks out!
Simone: Two pinfalls a piece and in Kayla's case? A demonstration of some of her favourite moves!
Adams: They weren't enough to put Seleana away but it's easy to see why those moves are Kayla's favourites!
Kayla gets up to her feet first and heads to the outside, it becomes clear that the Brit is going for the last of her favourite moves, the Springboard Knee Strike, but when Kayla goes for the move Seleana drops down causing Kayla to land awkwardly and her knee to buckle! Kayla is clearly in pain and Seleana smells blood in the water, tripping up Kayla and locking in a knee bar.
Simone: That missed Knee Strike may have turned the tide of this match in Seleana's favour!
Adams: I think you're right, that landing looked painful for Kayla!
Holly gets into position to ask Kayla if she wants to submit but the Mixed Tag Team Champ refuses to do so but realizes that she's in an awkward position where she can't reach the ring ropes easily, instead she starts using her free leg to kick away at Seleana before finally breaking the hold with a stiff headbutt to the nose that sends the Blonde Bombshell reeling! Kayla limps up to feet but it's Seleana, after checking to see if Kayla's headbutt broke her nose, that makes the first move as she hits Kayla with a spear but Kayla rolls to the outside before Seleana can capitalize!
Simone: Kayla's out of the hold but how long can that knee hold up?
Adams: I think Seleana's very invested in testing that!
Kayla leans against the barricade to take some weight off her leg but Seleana isn't letting her relax and she hits a running Suicide Dive that sends both her and Kayla over the barricade and into the crowd! Holly quickly leaves the ring to check on them and once she confirms that both competitors are okay (relatively) she returns to the ring to restart her count, after the count of five Seleana makes the first move by dragging Kayla back over the barricade with her, throwing the brit into the ring and going for a pin!
ONE!
TWO!
And Kayla kicks out! Seleana has decided to end this though as she calls for the Kattoga!
Simone: Seleana has her mind set on the finish!
Adams: Can she pull it off and make Kayla tap.
Seleana goes for her finisher but Kayla blocks her in mid air before doing some mid-air adjustment and turning the Kattoga attempt into the Ghostlock!
Simone: And Kayla with the Ghostlock out of nowhere!
Adams: Seleana has nowhere to go, stick a fork in her, she's done!
Holly checks on Seleana but the Swede is already tapping and she calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner by submission, "The Dreamkiller" Kayla Richards!
Adams: Kayla gets another big win tonight!
Adams: I'd be worried if I were Team Go or whoever challenges her and Finn after them after that performance!
Kayla keeps the hold locked in for a few more seconds before finally relenting, she celebrates her win as Holly checks on Seleana.
The backstage area at My Bloody Valentine is abu
with activity as wrestlers and crew members bustle about, preparing for the night's matches. Bella Madison, clad in her wrestling gear, stands amidst the chaos, focused and determined. Malachi, her trusted companion and confidant, stands by her side, offering support as she gears up for the impending Blood Bath Brawl.Bella: [surveying the array of weapons laid out before her] Alright, let's see what we've got here.
Malachi: [nodding] Looks like someone hit up a wicked BDSM club on top of Lowes. We've got steel chairs, kendo sticks, barbed wire... you name it, it's probably here.
Bella's eyes light up with excitement as she takes in the sight of the weapons, her adrenaline pumping in anticipation of the match. Mal looks at one of the boxes near the door and pulls out a pair of handcuffs.
Malachi: Hey, do you think Chris will mind if we borrow these for later?
Bella: [grinning] I'll make sure to ask. Oh man, this is gonna be epic! I can't wait to get my hands on some of these babies.
She reaches out to pick up a steel chair, testing its weight and balance with a satisfied nod.
Malachi: [chuckling] Last time I saw this kind of look on your face, you were at the book store and my wallet cried out. Just careful babe, we don't want any accidents before the match even starts.
Bella: It is a little like Christmas and don't worry, I'll be careful. That's why I'm not touching the barbwire.
Bella laughs, setting the chair down and moving on to inspect the other weapons. She picks up a baseball bat, twirling it expertly in her hand before setting it aside. She looks back and sees Mal not really moving far into the room with her and she smiles.
Bella: [playfully] What, you don't trust me with a little weapon twirling?
Malachi: [smirking] I love you but let's just say I'd rather not end up on the receiving end of one of your swings.
As Bella continues to explore the assortment of weapons, her eyes land on a kendo tucked away in the corner. With a gleeful grin, she reaches for it, swinging it around with practiced ease.
Bella: [excitedly] Now this is what I'm talking about! You think Crystal, Ari or Mercedes would know what hit 'em if I brought this into the ring?
Her enthusiasm is infectious as she swings the cane around, narrowly avoiding hitting Malachi a few times. He chuckles, ducking out of the way with a playful grin.
Malachi: [teasingly] Careful there, mo chroí. I think you might be having a little too much fun with that thing.
Bella: [grinning] Can you blame me? This is gonna be one hell of a match, Mal. I can't wait to show the world what I'm made of.
With a determined gleam in her eye, Bella sets the kendo stick across her shoulder.
Bella: Oh yeah, this is going to be a lot of fun.
Justin: Our next match is a Standard Rules match that is won by Pinfall, Submission, Countout, or if one of the wrestlers is unable to continue in the match. First to make her way to the ring, she is from South London, and she comes into this match at five feet six inches and she weights one hundred thirty-three pounds, please give a great Las Vegas welcome for GEORGIE GIRL. . .GEORGIE ROBERTSON!!!
The throbbing beat of Adam Lambert's "FOR YOUR ENTERTAINMENT" hits the speakers. A body can be seen in shadows 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 strobe to reveal a brunette in a black leather jacket over black tights and she is staring down into the ring, a slow smirk beginning to cross her lips. Heading to the ring she stops at the ring steps and then moves slowly up to the apron and into the ring. Once she is in the ring Georgie Robertson waves to the crowd then she moves towards a corner and leans back against the turnbuckles with one foot on the bottom rope. Georgia 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 arrival of her opponent Taylor Sweet.
Adams: Georgie Robertson always brings a smile to my face. She is nice, polite, and a great wrestler.
Simone: But she is facing a newcomer to Sin City Wrestling in Taylor Sweet. If she takes the newcomer lightly the match will not go well for her.
Justin: Next to make her way to the ring, she is from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, and she comes into this match at five feet eight inches and she weighs one hundred thirty-four pounds, please give a great Las Vegas welcome for THE INSTIGATOR, HELL ON HEELS, TAYLOR SWEET!!!
"HELL ON HEELS" by Pistol Annies hits the speakers and the attention of the fans turns towards the entrance area. As the are awaiting the arrival of Taylor Sweet we hear HELL ON HEELS continue to play. . ."I'm hell on heels. . .Say what you will. . .I done made the devil a deal. . .He made me pretty. . .He made me smart. . .And I'm gonna break me a million hearts. . .I'm hell on heels!!! Taylor Sweet steps out from the backstage area and she walks out onto the landing and stops. She looks around at the crowd and plays them to a mixed reaction. Taylor then flashes a smirk that she turns into a smile. After taking in the reaction of the crowd Taylor makes her way down to ringside up the ring steps where she ducks through the ropes into the ring. She glares across the ring to where Georgie Robertson is located then she takes up a corner on the opposite side of the ring to await the start of this match.
Adams: Although Taylor Sweet is a newcomer to Sin City Wrestling she has to keep her arrogant attitude in check as Georgie Robertson is a great wrestler and will make quick work of her.
Simone: We will have to wait until this match is officially underway to make a call on that Jason. In my opinion, however, I see Taylor Sweet getting an easy win over Georgie Robertson.
Adams: I see that Georgie Robertson is two inches shorter than Taylor Sweet and there is only one pound of difference in their weight.
Simone: At least we can factually state that these two are about even in the height and weight categories. Now it is time to see who is the better wrestler and who ends up with their hand raised in victory.
Referee Jacob Summers motions for Georgie Robertson and Taylor Sweet to join him in the center of the ring. He explains to them that this match is Standard Rules with the winner decided by Pinfall, Submission, Countout, or if one of the two is unable to continue in the match. Referee Summers then checks both wrestlers to ensure they do not have any foreign objects then can use as a weapon and that do not have any banned foreign substances on their bodies. Satisfied that both wrestlers are clean he tells Georgie and Taylor to return to their corners and when they hear the bell from the Timekeeper they are to come out fighting. Once they have returned to their corners Referee Jacob Summers motions to the Timekeeper to ring the bell and they do so.
DING DING DING!
Adams: This match is officially underway!
Simone: Say good night to Georgie Robertson as Taylor Sweet is going to put her away for the night.
Referee Summers does not have to motion for Georgie and Taylor to get into the action of their match as both come running out of their corners as soon as they heard the bell from the Timekeeper. They charge each other like raging bulls and slam into each other in the center of the ring. The collision is hard and both feel the effects of their bodies slamming into each other at full speed.
Adams: Wow! That hurt me just watching Georgie and Taylor slam into each other.
Simone: One of these days I am going to hurt you Jason.
Referee Summers watches closely on Taylor and Georgie as both shake off the effects of slamming into the other and they start to get back into the action of the match. The two lock up and vie for the advantage. They push each other back and forth and eventually it is Taylor Sweet who is able to back Georgie Robertson back into a corner. Taylor starts laying forearm smashes to the upper both and head of Georgie. She then grabs the arm of Robertson and pulls her out of the corner. She then pulls on the arm of Georgie to whip her into the corner but Robertson reverses it on her and she whips Taylor hard into the corner quickly following Sweet into the corner where she slams her elbow into the chest of Taylor. Georgie Robertson backs off a few steps and watches as Taylor Sweet stumbles a few steps out of the corner before dropping face first to the mat. Georgie is quick to turn Taylor over and go for a pin. Referee Summers drops into position and starts his count on the pin attempt.
ONE!
TWO!
Referee Summers raises his hand after the two count and before he can bring his hand down Taylor Sweet gets a shoulder off the mat so Summers stops his count on the attempted pin.
Adams: I thought Georgie was going to get the win there.
Simone: You thought wrong.
Georgie stands up and she reaches down to grab Taylor Sweet but Taylor rolls out of the way. Georgie Robertson goes after her and Taylor tries to get out of the ring to break the momentum of Georgie. Unfortunately for Taylor Sweet she was grabbed by Georgie Robertson before she could get completely through the ropes and onto the arena floor.
Adams: Sure glad I am not in the shoes of Taylor Sweet right now.
Simone: Your feet are too big to fit into her shoes.
Referee Jacob Summers steps in to tell Georgie Robertson to release her grasp on Taylor Sweet but Robertson ignores him knowing he will not call a Disqualification on her without a five count is made. Taylor gets her lower body out of the ropes and she is now standing on the ring apron with Georgie still having a grasp on her. Referee Jacob Summers starts a count on Robertson at this time. Taylor tries to punch her way free of the grasp of Georgie but instead of breaking free from Robertson what she gets is more punches from Georgie. Referee Summers is up to a TWO count but Georgie has not released her grasp on Taylor yet. Referee Summers continues his count and when he is about to deliver the FOUR count Georgie is able to pull on Taylor to pull her over the ring ropes and into the ring dropping hard onto the mat. Referee Summers stops his count on Georgie as she no longer has a grasp on Taylor.
Adams: Belinda have you seen a dog playing rough with a rag doll toy?
Simone: Of course I have.
Adams: That is how I see Georgie Roberton handling Taylor Sweet right now.
Taylor gets to her feet and she charges towards Georgie and leaps into the air go attempt a kick to the upper body or head of Robertson. However Georgie moves enough to cause the attempted kick to land but not hard enough to cause damage. Robertson counters by grabbing Sweet and bending her down while she is facing her. Georgie then grabs Taylor in a headlock and she executes a Running Bulldog slamming Sweet hard face first into the mat. When Georgie goes for the pin on Taylor we watch Sweet roll to the side to prevent another pin attempt. This does not deter Robertson as she quickly grabs Sweet and executes a Suplex dropping Taylor hard to the mat. Georgie they drags Taylor to her feet and knees her hard in the midsection and then the grabs Sweet and wraps her up in a Small Package for a pin attempt. Referee Jacob Summers drops into position and initiates the count on the pin attempt.
ONE!
Adams: Come on Georgie!
TWO!
Simone: Come on Taylor!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Simone: Noooo!!!
Adams: Yesss!!!
Referee Jacob Summers tells Georgie Robertson to get off of Taylor Sweet and she does. Referee Summers stands next to Georgie as Justin Decent announces the decision in the match to the fans.
Justin: The official decision in this match by Referee Jacob Summers is that the winner of this match, by pinfall, is Georgie Robertson!!!
Referee Summers raises the hand of Georgie Robertson for the win. He then drops her hand and Georgie makes her way out of the ring showing her appreciation to the fans as she makes her way up the ramp. After Robertson goes into the backstage area our attention is returned to ringside where Taylor Sweet slowly makes her way out of the ring and up the ramp to return to the backstage area.
The screen opens up backstage in the Michelob Ultra Arena, with a precarious close up shot of someone's perky, denim-covered backside. The camera then draws back, expanding out and it is revealed to be none other than Helluva Bottom Carter, bent over at the waist and doing some stretches before his match against Rodrigo Afonso. He is clad in his original ring gear of the denim booty shorts and a cut-off Miles Kasey t-shirt. He stretches over, touching the toes of his one thigh-high boot, and then the other when there is a voice from behind.
Miles: Is it Christmas, already?
Carter stands upright but Miles is right behind him, snaking his arms around his trim waistline from behind and snuggling up close and resting his chin on his shoulder.
Miles: Please tell me that this means you decided to go back to my favorite of your outfits?
Carter smiles, looking back over his shoulder to his fiance.
HBCarter: Don't get too excited… although I can tell from here it might be too late for that. I just wanted a change of pace.
Miles leaned in for a kiss when…
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh! Pardon me, I didn't mean to intrude!
Causing the two men to break apart and separate. The comely Ms. Rocky Mountains approaches with a tentative smile.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I hope I wasn't interrupting?
Miles: No, we were just waiting around for you to show up!
Miles smiles, despite himself, and the words fly right past Ms. ROcky Mountains as she smiles brightly.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Oh, how sweet! Well, I won't take up too much of your time. I just wanted to wish Carter good luck in his match tonight against Rodrigo.
HBCarter: Thanks! It's nice to be booked for a match without having to fight for it or issue some open challenge.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: And who knows? Considering you're up against Mister Golden Briefcase, if you secure the win, you might earn a title shot of your very own!
Miles raises an eyebrow as Carter gives a crooked but apprehensive grin.
HBCarter: No comment!
Ms. Rocky Mountains: fair enough, I suppose? Oh and speaking of title shots, Carter. Do you have anything to say about the rumors of the upcoming title shot for yourself and Ariana Angelos to face Finn Whelan and Kayla Richards for the Mixed Tag Team titles in two weeks on Climax Control?
Now, the smile has completely fallen off of Carter's face and he just looks to the reporter.
HBCarter: Like I said … no. Comment.
Carter pulls away from Miles and walks off-camera, prompting Miles to give Ms. Rocky Mountains a sympathetic smile.
Miles: Sorry about that.
Before he turns away and goes off after his man. Ms. Rocky Mountains turns to the camera with a bewildered expression.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: I hope it wasn't something I said?
Artie is just returning to join Bobbie backstage, having helped their mothers back to their seats. Bobbie is seated in a chair with her earbuds in her ears and listening to some calming music with her eyes closed. Artie tries to think of a good way to get her attention without scaring her, but realizes there really is no good way so he just gently taps her shoulder. She jumps slightly, but it's less of a reaction than earlier.
Bobbie: Hey, honey. Did they get back to their seats ok?
Bobbie removes her earbuds and pauses her music and Artie nods.
Artie: Yep, back with your dad and mine. You're still upset about what happened on Wednesday night aren't you?
Bobbie sighs.
Bobbie: I don't want to talk about that right now, Artie. I can't. I need to focus because my match is in a little bit and I don't need anything else on my mind.
Artie: Relax, Bobbie. You'll do great out there.
Bobbie: That's the plan, anyway. I'm sorry. I'm not trying to be a grump or come across as negative or anything. I'm just not ready to lose the title yet.
Artie sits down in the chair next to Bobbie, placing a comforting hand on her back.
Artie: I know you're not. But, even if you do, you shouldn't be disappointed because you've been doing really great since you came back. And you would get a return match anyway.
Bobbie: If I wanted one. Hell, if I lose tonight I could always focus on Blast From The Past. Oh! Speaking of which, did you take care of signing me up?
Artie shakes his head.
Artie: Not yet, but I will take care of that later after your match. You're sure you want to do the tournament this year, though?
Bobbie nods.
Bobbie: Yeah at least this year it's my choice unlike someone being all sneaky like last year!
Bobbie grins and Artie laughs.
Artie: I know, I know. I'm never going to live that one down. But I learned my lesson.
They each share a laugh, and Bobbie reaches for her Bombshell Roulette title. She holds it in her lap and just stares down at it for a while, quietly going over in her mind what she needs to do to keep it in her possession.
Artie: You've got this, Bobbie. No matter what happens with the roulette wheel.
Bobbie snorts.
Bobbie: Yeah, let's see what kind of madness Christian threw on that thing this time. My Blood Valentine after all. Keep the pain medicine at the ready!
Artie winces a bit, just thinking about the possibilities Bobbie will have to go through in her match tonight. Bobbie returns the title to its place next to her and gets back to listening to her calming music as the scene fades away.
Justin: The following match is scheduled for one fall…introducing first
Tomorrow Never Comes by Rancid plays over the sound system as Rodrigo comes down the ramp on his skateboard as he high-fives the fans along the way. He then stands on the ramp with his skateboard as the announcement comes with cheers coming from the crowd..
Justin: From Lisbon, Portugal, he weighs at one hundred and seventy pounds; he's a skateboarding wrestling prodigy, Rodrigo Afonso!
5 Seconds of Summer's hit "No Shame" erupts over the sound system and the crowd turns to the stage where Helluva Bottom Carter dances out onto the stage amidst the cheers of the SCW Universe! Clad in his favorite Ostrich jacket and sparkling lavender shades over his eyes, Carter bows and sweeps at the waist, blowing a kiss.
Justin: And his opponent from Seattle, Washington, weighing one hundred and seventy six pounds, he is the "Hardcore Bottom" -- Helluva Bottom Carter!.
Carter 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 removes his shades and jacket, passing them out to the ringside attendant before laying across the top corner.
Adams: This match should be interesting. Rodrigo has had an up and down career here, he has had some wins, losses, big wins, crushing losses. Can he still call himself a rookie now? I don't think so
Simone: He has alot more experience now, he came in here, never really wrestling just being a fan and has been able to make a career…the problem is he's facing someone who many believe should be fighting for a world title in Carter
Adams: You're right, Carter, while not winning every match in front of him has been in the spotlight and a major star for a while now.
DING DING DING
The match starts off, and Carter and Rodrigo move around one another, sizing their opponents up. The crowd seems conflicted over who to get behind as a small section of the crowd starts to chant. "Let's go Carter" and the other section chants. "Ro-dri-go". They go to lock up, Rodrigo ducks down and gets behind Carter, he sinches in a waistlock before going to pick Carter up, Carter plants his feet, tries to separate Rodrigos hands and spins out of it. Rodrigo shakes his head and shrugs as Carter tells him to come at him, they go to lock up again, this time they go into a standard collar and elbow, Rodrigo steps to the side, grabs Carters arm and twists it into a top wrislock. Carter ducks down, rolls forward and around before kipping up to his feet and reversing the pressure taking Rodrigo into a wristlock of his own.
Rodrigo drops to one knee and then stands up before turning and blasting Carter with a stiff forearm. He then grabs Carter, hooks his head and arm and picks him up for a simplex, as they crash to the mat Rodrigo rolls his hips and gets to his feet before changing the grip into a DDT dropping Carter on his head. Rodrigo slides over for a quick cover hooking the outside leg.
ONE!
TWO!
Carter kicks out. Rodrigo gets to his feet, pulls Carter up with him and then hooks Carter in for another suplex, as he lifts Carter he is able to shift his wright and land behind Rodrigo, Carter runs Rodrigo into the ropes, Rodrigo grabs the top rope and Carter flies back and rolls to his feet, Rodrigo turns, steps forward and Carter blassts him with a beautiful standing dropkick.
Simone: Rodrigo was in charge early but one mistake with a suplex and Carter is in charge.
Adams: Carter is a tad faster than Rodrigo but Rodrigo might be better at throwing hands…
Rodrigo runs at Carter and swings a hard clothesline. Carter ducks under and runs to the ropes, Rodrigo goes for a reverse elbow and Carter ducks that, as Carter comes off he goes for a flying head scissors. Rodrigo though spins Carter around and holds him up before roping him down in an inverted flapjack causing Carter to faceplant the mat hard. Rodrigo looks over to the ropes and walks over climbing up and measures Carter going for a shooting star press. Rodrigo leaps off and Carter rolls away, instead of crashing to the mat Rodrigo lands on his feet. Carter though is able to slide around and pull Rodrigo down into a schoolboy.
ONE!
TWO!
Rodrigo kicks out, both get to their feet and Carter ducks down and pulls Rodrigo forward and out of the ring to the floor with a thud. Carter hits the ropes, Rodrigo gets to his feet and Carter comes flying through the top and middle rope with a suicide dive landing hard. Carter then pops up and pumps his fist to the crowd. Carter pulls Rodrigo up, rolls him into the ring and waits for Rodrigo to get to his feet as he runs to the top rope waiting. As Rodrigo gets up Carter flies off with a crossbody. Rodrigo though reaches up and catches Carter with a mandible claw. Carter hits the mat and Rodrigo keeps it locked in. Carter kicks his legs and pushes himself sideways getting to the ropes causing the break.
Simone: That was close. That claw was locked in.
Adams: That was a hail mary. Carter was in control flying all around the place and Rodrigo had to catch him unaware.
Rodrigo kicks Carter in the stomach and sets him up for another DDT, Carter though is able to grabs Rodrigo by the arm and spin out of it before leaping up and hitting a snap hurricanarana sending Rodrigo across the ring, but Rodrigo rolls forward, pops up and does a handspring throwing his body back hitting a cutter! Carter lands hard and Rodrigo crawls over rolling Carter to his back and going for a pin..
ONE!
TWO!
Carter kicks out. Rodrigo sits up and can't believe it. He rolls over and grabs Carters arm trying to lock in a cross armbar, Carter hooks his hands together and holds on Rodrigo hits Carters hands over and over trying to separate and extend Carters arm out and pop his elbow. Carter pulls hard against Rodrigo but as his hands separate he sits up and rolls forward ontop of Rodrigo stacking him over and keeping his shoulders down.
ONE!
TWO!
Rodrigo lets go of the armbar and kicks out of the pin. Both get to their feet and Carter grabs Rodrigo to whip him into the corner, Rodrigo reverses and throws Carter in and chases, Carter grabs the top rope and throws his legs up wrapping his ankles around Rodrigos head before pulling him forward into the Buttocks Injection. He rams Rodrigos head and face into his ass over and over, as we get to five the crowd counts along all the way to nine. Carter pushes Rodrigos head back as the crowd waits patiently before he pulls Rodrigos head forward.
Crowd: TEN!
Carter legs Rodrigo go and he falls to the mat clearly out of it..
Simone: That move kills me everytime! I mean I get it, but Carter has some serious cake, I can't imagine it would hurt that much
Adams: ...I have zero comments about this and wish to not ever think about cake and carters ass in the same way again. That is Miles' area of expertise.
Carter starts to hype the crowd up and points to the corner. He gets to the top rope calling for the poison ivy. Rodrigo gets up and Carter leaps off, he grabs Rodrigos head but on the way down Rodrigo shifts his weight and pulls Carter up into a sleeper! Carter kicks his legs and spins around trying to get to the ropes, Rodrigo drops down and hooks in Carter, Carter rolls back and out of it before falling backward into the corner. Rodrigo runs in, Carter moves and Rodrigo crashes throat first into the top rope. Carter pops up, jumps off and hits the poison ivy on his second attempt. Rodrigo is down and Carter covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner... HB Carter!
We cut backstage to the dressing room area and the camera gets a shot of Bea Barnhart exiting her dressing room. Bea looks into the camera as she starts walking to get to the staging area to be ready for her entrance for her match.
Bea: At Climax Control 385 you saw me face off against Seleana Zdunich, a wrestler I was 0-5 against, and I walked away with the win and now I am 1-5 against her. Nobody thought I could get the win but I proved everyone wrong.
Bea comes to an intersection of the hallways and she is directed to make a right turn to get to the stating area.
Bea: Now here, tonight, at My Bloody Valentine V, I face off against Samantha Marlowe who I am currently 0-4 against. Just as I put down Seleana Zdunich I will put down Samantha Marlowe. Yes, I know, changing my record against Sam from 0-4 to 1-4 isn't a major leap but it is the start of what you will be seeing from me from now on.
Bea arrives at the staging area and she is told by a backstage assistant where she is to stand to wait for her entrance cue.
Bea: What is going to happen in my match against Samantha Marlowe? I will obtain a quick win over Sam. I will beat her down. I will make her wish this match with me tonight was never booked. For a long time I stood to the side and took all the abuse from the other Bombshells but, as you can see, 2024 is my time. . .my year. . .my success!
The backstage assistant informs Bea that her entrance should start in about one minute and the camera feed is cut and our screen goes dark.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall!
WE'RE NOT GONNA TAKE IT by Twisted Sister hits the speakers and we see Bea Barnhart exit from the backstage area dancing to her entrance music. Her wrestling attire consists of black leather pants, a white pullover type of tee-shirt, and a black leather jacket. As the music continues Bea makes her way down to the ring where she climbs the ring steps then ducks through the ropes into the ring. She plays the crowd for a bit before running across the ring leaping up into a corner then executing a backflip landing on her feet. Bea then settles into a corner to wait for her match to start.
Justin: Currently in the ring! Bea Barnhart!!
The crowd boos and Bea just sneers at them in return!
Justin: And her opponent!
The soft twang of an electric guitar begins to play as "She's Country" blasts out over the arena. A familiar redhead walks out onto the stage of the show dressed in white and gold hotpants, matching halter, short jacket and a pair of lace up wrestling boots that look like cowboy boots where she stops and looks over the crowds who begin to chant her name as Justin brings the microphone to his lips.
Justin: Introducing from Houston Texas, she has been known as SCW's sweetheart, she is Sam Marlowe!
Sam raises her arms as she is introduced. Heading to the ring, she plays to the fans, slapping hands and posing with others. Finally she climbs the stairs to the ring apron and lays herself across the middle rope and blows a kiss to the camera and then rolls inside the ring. Walking towards the corner, she unzips her short jacket and pulls it off. Handing it to ringside staff, she turns and begins stretching out for the match as she watches her opponent.
Referee Jasmine St. John calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
We see We see Bea Barnhart stand face to face with the veteran Samantha Marlow, Bea runs her mouth against Samantha Marlowe who gets surprised by a knee in the midsection from Mrs. Barnhart. Who follows it up with by pushing her into the ropes and sends Marlowe to the opposite side of the ring with an Irish Whip. Going for a clothesline, but Marlowe ducks as she executes a Handstand into the ropes before coming off the ropes with a back elbow off the handstand that sends Bea into the turnbuckles. There she is seated upon the corner with her head resting against the middle turnbuckle when Samantha Marlowe comes in crashing with a running knee before pulling Bea from the ropes and covers her as Jasmine goes for the three count.
ONE!
TWO!
Bea manages to kick out at the count of two, rolling out of the ring where she immediately starts to complain about Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes t Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes t Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes t Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes t Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes t Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes t Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes t Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes t Marlowe having pulled her hair. This causes Sam to run the ropes on the other side of the ring before diving through the top and middle rope for a suicide dive that sends Bea crashing into the barricades to a large pop from the crowd.
Simone: I wonder what excuse Bea will come up with when she regains her composure.
Sam grabs Bea Barnhart by the arm, pulls her towards the ring in order to roll her back into the ring. Only to have Bea catch her off guard as she pushes Sam into the ring apron as that stops the momentum from Samantha. Bea then turns her attention towards Jasmine, telling her that she needs to do her job before driving a forearm into the side of Sam's face.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Jasmine is starting to use her ten count as we watch Bea whip Samantha shoulder first into the steel ring steps, causing the top end of the steps to crash upon the floor with a loud thud. Bea is smiling and pretends that it was an accident as she says whoops in front of the camera before smiling sadistically.
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Bea grabs the arm of Sam and locks it around the ring post while pulling hard on it that causes Samantha to scream out in agonizing pain.
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Bea lets go as she quickly slides in and out of the ring to break the ten count before grabbing the injured arm again, placing her boot against the ring post as she starts to pull hard on the arm.
Adams: Damnit!!! Make her stop!!!!
We see Jasmine start to use the five count on Bea, who is counting along before letting go off the hold at the count of four. We see Sam slowly roll back into the ring, trying to get some distance between her and Bea while holding on to her painful shoulder as she notices Bea slide underneath the bottom rope and has her sights set upon the injured arm. Bea grabs the legs from Samantha who is trying to crawl away from Bea, setting her up for a Slingshot into the turnbuckles. Only to have Sam land on the middle turnbuckle as she pretends to turn around, causing Bea to drop down to the canvas in fear to be hit by an aerial attack.
Simone: Sam tricked Bea!!!
We see a close up of Bea Barnhart, who has her arms covering her face until she crosses them aside as she notices nothing happens. She slowly gets to her feet, smiling that she thinks she outsmarted Sam as she gets up and turns around into a Cross Body Block from Samantha Marlowe who hooks her legs with the good arm for the count of three.
ONE!
TWO!
THR…
Bea manages to get her shoulder off the canvas, thwarting the pin attempt from Sam Marlowe,k who grabs Bea by the head as she sets her up for a Snap Suplex, but Bea manages to block it as she punches upon the injured shoulder as that forces Sam to let go off the hold. Bea immediately starts to drop Sam down for an Armbar, pulling the arm backwards in a vicious fashion while leaning over the back of a screaming Samantha Marlowe as Jasmine is checking in on her whether she wants to submit to the submission hold.
Simone: Sam is a tough cookie to make her submit, but the painful look on her face may convince her otherwise.
Bea pushes her body off the canvas and leans on her head, putting even more pressure to the hold on Sam who is extending her arm towards the ropes in the hopes of breaking the hold but she is too far away. Bea finally gets back to a seated position and then lets go, places Sams hand of the injured arm on the canvas as she stands on the hand while preparing herself to kick upon the elbow joint from Marlowe.
Adams: OH NO!! That will break her arm!!!
We see Jasmine warn Bea not to do it, who in returns shrugs it off and steps off the hand and sets herself up to stomp on the elbow. But as a last moment effort Sam manages to pull her arm aside in a desperate fashion causing Bea to hit nothing but the canvas. Causing Bea to get upset, grabbing the arm as she starts to punch away at the painful shoulder before setting Sam up for an Irish Whip into the ropes. Sam quickly slides out of the ring and leans with her good arm against the ring apron, trying to regain her breath as Bea walks over towards the corner. Grabs the top rope as she propels herself to jump over the top rope and land on the painful arm, only to have Sam step aside and executes a Super Kick to Bea's face at the moment that she lands on her feet and turns her attention towards Marlowe.
Simone: That's being a veteran!!
Samantha leans against the ring post, trying to catch her breath while rubbing some feeling back into her injured shoulder and arm.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Samantha listens to the ten count from Jasmine, slowly rolling back into the ring as she leans her arm against the middle rope as she watches Jasmine continue the ten count on Bea.
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Bea slowly shakes off the cobwebs, not believing what happened before noticing the ten count as she rolls into the ring as well. Both women get to their feet as Sam ducks a punch from Bea, dropkicking her into the back as she forces herself to land upon her good side to prevent her arm to be injured further. Sam quickly gets up and grabs Bea's head from behind and locks her into a reverse neck breaker before dropping her and then quickly climbs the turnbuckle for a Moonsault on Bea for the three count.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match by pinfall!! Samantha Marlowe!!!!
We cut to the backstage area where we see one of the participants in the Bombshell Blood Bath Brawl "The Greek Angel" Ariana Angelos lacing up her boots ahead of of the violent matchup.
Ariana: Kayla defeated Seleana, I haven't even watched Carter's match with Rodrigo yet because I've been so busy preparing for the Blood Bath Brawl and off course, Finn's closing the whole show against Goth for the World Heavyweight Title.
Ariana shakes her head.
Ariana: And all four of us will do battle for the Mixed Tag Titles at the next Climax Control, in other words? Three of us want momentum, one of us wants the World Title and then there's me, just trying to make it out of Christian's latest sick and twisted creation alive!
Ariana says as she starts flexing her fingers.
Ariana: On paper the lineup of me, Bella, Mercedes, and Crystal should prove for a thrilling contest, especially when we've been thrown into an unknown element like the Blood Bath Brawl! But in practice? Only me and Bella made any real effort to promote this match, Mercedes's lackadaisical attitude towards anything that requires effort on her part reared it's ugly head and I'm not even sure what to make of Crystal's brief promo.
Ariana smirks as she makes a fist with her gloved hands and holds them across her chest in an x shape.
Ariana: But in the end? That prize, whatever it is, is as good as mine! See you ladies in the ring!
Ariana walks off as the scene fades.
Justin: The following match is the bombshells BLOOD BATH BRAWL….introducing first….
The arena fades to black and as it does we are treated to the loud sounds of Let It Go by Demi Lovato blasting all across the speakers. We are treated to fog filling the arena that looks like mist and snow flurries begin to fall from the ceiling. As the music picks up we can see two figures emerging through the curtain. Those figures are the Zdunichs. Seleana claps for her wife as Crystal emerges out in blue top with white ruffles on the front and extended down to her knee on the left side. She wears a short, black lace skirt with a white belt. She wears blue glovelets fastened by black straps. She has black ribbons on her upper arms and knee-high brown UGG Style boots with no heel. Crystal smirks as she has a white rose in her hand and she smells it bringing a smile to her face..
Justin: Making her way to the ring being accompanied by Seleana Zdunich born in Detroit Michigan representing Los Angeles, California she is "The Winter Rose" Crystal Zdunich!!!
Crystal walks down the aisle all smiles. She claps the hands of the outstretched fans as she stops and hands her white rose to a special little girl in the audience. She finally makes it to the ring where she does a split to enter the ring. She rises back up and blows kisses to all of the fans that are cheering her on. She bounces about as Seleana claps her hands for her wife. Crystal waves her hands running her hands through her long blue hair as she waits for the match to start.
Suddenly, the arena lights turn off and the crowd is hyped up for what was in store. As the opening of "Hold Me, Thrill Me, Kiss Me, Kill Me" by U2 blares across the PA system, the mood of the crowd changes instantly and the arena is under the subtle glowing of the lights. As the lyrics finally kick in, a figure emerges; the highlight of their attire is being under the illusion. Mercedes Vargas stops short of the entrance ramp, hands on waist, and overlooking the crowd..
Justin: Making her way to the ring, from Buenos Aires, Argentina, weighing in at 125 pounds, MERCEEEEEDEEEES VAAAARGAAAAS!
Cheers, boos and catcalls soon greet her. Oblivious and yet satisfied with their reaction for several seconds, she flips her long hair, then makes her way to the ring. As she goes up the steps and walks to the end of the ring apron, she climbs to the turnbuckle, then turns her head back as the camera shows her determined expression-perhaps a message that her opponent will be in for a tough fight. Mercedes vaults into the ring and walks over to the opposite corner where she relaxes along the corner ropes while waiting for her opponents to arrive.
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, 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.
Arena goes dark as the ominous tones of New Years Day's "Shut up" begins to blare. The entrance lights up as does the video screen that shows, climbing up a set of stairs we see with each step taken a different footwear. Saddle shoes followed by heels followed by Chuck Taylors followed by a pair of wrestling shoes with kickpads..The roar comes over the sound system as we see Bella standing on top of the entrance. She stands wearing her wrestling gear along with a ring jacket with the hood up and starts making her way to the ring.
Towards the end of the chorus she hops up on the ring side and climbs to the second rope, drops the hood of the jacket with a smirk and a wink as the song fades out.
Justin: And lasty from New York New York, standing 5'5 and weighing in at 125 pounds…BELLLLLA MADISON…
As Bellas name is yelled out by Justin the cage slowly comes down around them. The four women look at each other, Crystal and Ariana back up and Crystal steps in one of the cages and Ariana in the other. The referee moving around them to lock the doors. Leaving Mercedes and Bella to start off..
Adams: Here we go. This match is going to be completely insane. The blood bath brawl. A cage with two inside cages and a dome on the top. Weapons are locked in there.
Simone: Every five minutes a door will open and one oif the two remaining will enter. And then we enter elimination rules
Adams: Bella and Mercedes are the first two and are at a disadvantage
DING DING DING!
The bell goes off and we are underway. Both women look from each other to the ungodly structure they find themselves in. Bella shakes her head and Mercedes bounces on the balls of her feet to warm up. Bella looks over at Crystal, then to Ariana and as she is distracted by the sheer size and messed up nature of the cage Meredes takes advantag and rushes the ultra popular Bella. She collides with her and shoves Bella face first into the cage keeping Ariana inside it. Ariana starts protesting over the underhanded tactic and she and Mercedes stare one another down. Mercedes goes right back on the attack pulling Bella up and throwing her out of the ring onto the steel platform in between the apron and the cage wall. Mercedes gets out of the ring with Bella and reaches down picking up a singapore cane. Mercedes measures Bella up and as she gets to her feet Mercedes blasts her in the stomach with it.
There is a sickening crack as Bella holds her stomach and drops to her knees. Mercedes then steps behind Bella and pulls the can around her throat, staring at Crystal as she pulls back on it causing Bella to choke and sputter. Mercedes lets her go after a few moments and Bella drops staying on all fours. Mercedes winds up and smashes the cane across Bellas back causing her to scream in pain as the loud crack from the second shot echoes through the arena aswell..
Simone: Oh my god, these shots are brutal. And you can see the welts forming on Bella Madisons body.
Adams: I think I understand Mercedes' strategy. She is going to incapacitate Bella and then focus her attention on whomever is next released.
Mercedes grabs a trashcan and looks down at Bella who is still on her knees with a large red welt on her back and one across her midsection. Mercedes raises the trashcan but before she can bring it down Bella hits mercedes in the stomach doubling her over. Bella grabs the trashcan and the two women push and pull and fight over it. Bella slides to her butt, sits back and places her legs in between her body and the trashcan and in one fluid motion kicks the trashcan upward while letting it go. The momentum of the kick and Mercedes pulling on it causes it to fly up and hit Mercedes right in the face. She stombles and falls backward into the side wall of Crystals containment cage.
Bella smirks and gets to her feet, Mercedes, while looking out of it, runs at Bella. Bella ducks and throws Mercedes ujp and over into the ring. Mercedes hits the mat hard and Bella throws a chair in the ring and then sets up another chair just outside the ring. She backs up, takes a two step run and jumps from the open chair to the top rope flying off, landing on Mercedes shoulders and hitting a tornado DDT ontop of the chair she threw in the ring. Bella wraps an arm around her waist and takes a breather as the counter starts counting from five.
FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!
BEEP!
Simone: Here we go. Who is the next Bombshell to enter this steel hell?
Adams: I don't envy whoever it is.
The referee gives the signal and Crystals door opens. She steps out and before she gets in the ring she grabs a fire extinguisher. Bella runs toward Crystal to try and get an advantage. Crystal sprays Bella down and Bella stumbles backward. As Crystal gets in the ring Mercedes starts to get up. Crystal turns and blasts Mercedes with the fire extinguisgher. Bella stumbles around, blinded. Crystal takes the steel chair laying in the ring and as Bella turns she throws the chair at her. Bella, barely able to see is somehow able to catch it. But Crystal jumps up, grabs a hold of Bella and places her knees against the chair on one side and Bellas face on the other hitting a codebreaker smashing the chair into Bellas face. Bella pops up and then flops backward onto her back with her knees bent under her in a sickening visual.
Before Crystal can continue however Mercedes yells at Crystal, Crystal turns and Mercedes blasts Crystal with a superkick. Also known as the be still my heart. Crystal goes down and Mercedes looks over at Bella and is almost shocked at how Bella is laying, she growls and sneers turning her nose up at both women before looking over at one of the larger sides of the cage, she moves over and grabs the table leaning against the cage wall. Everyone cheers and Mercedes throws the table over the top rope into the ring. Crystal starts to get up and Mercedes tilts the ladder and nonchalantly .shoves the table so it falls with into Crystal.
Simone: Oh my god. Mercedes with the ultimate disrespect.
Adams: Disrespectful? Yes. Legal? Yes. Entertaining? Also yes….
Mercedes shakes her head and grabs a sledgehammer from the side of the cage and enters the ring. She looks over at Bella. Bella starts to get up and Mercedes drops the hammer, grabbing Bella as she gets up and drops her with a DDT. Bella is down again, Mercedes then picks the hammer back up and stares at it before looking at her long time rival Crystal Zdunish. Mercedes then steps on Crystals leg and looks down at her ankle. Crystal realises whats going on and shakes her head screaming "no" Mercedes raises the hammer up but before she can bring it down Bella comes out of nowhere with a Yakuza kick right to Mercedes face sending her down. Bella then falls to the mat and the timer counts down again.
FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!
BEEP!
Ariana is let out and right away grabs the chair left open and outside the ring by Bella, she then throws it right at Crystal hitting her in the face as she gets up. Ariana then enters the ring via a springboard clothesline hitting both Bella and Mercedes as they get up. The crowd goes nuts for Ariana as stands tall..
Simone: Ariana is in the ring and she has a huge advantage here. She is the freshest and Bella and Mercedes are beaten up. And Crystal almost got hobbles by Mercedes
Adams: Mercy was about to go Misery on Crystal….you see…you see what I did there?
Simone: Kathy Bates is a legend….
Ariana gets up a head of steam and blasts Crystal with a spear. She then turns her attention back to Mercedes but as she grabs her Vargas smacks her hands away and blasts her with a hard right hand, Ariana goes to fire back but Mercedes catches her arm, spins under and hits the hook kick taking her down. Mercedes takes a deep breath and then hits Bella with a supetrkick as she tries to get up. However she doesn't notice Crystal who grabs her right into a hammerlock, pulling her over and dropping into the cold snap DDT. Mercedes is down.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: Mercedes has been eliminated!
Adams: That is a huge upset right there!
Crystal smiles as her old rival is taken from the cage. She turns and her and Arianas eyes meet one another. They paces around the ring and then explode with hard right hands over and over again, Crystal goes to hit a cold snap on Ariana, Ariana gets out of it and goes to hit a Greek pride. She lifts Crystal but Crystal gets out of it, she then throws a Permafrost, Araiana ducks it and grabs Crystals arm spinning her and then pulling her toward her hitting the Recipe for delight. Ariana pulls herself up and shakes her head. She pulls Crystal up but as she does she notices out of the corner of her eye Bella Madison has climbed to the top of the Dome and is hanging off, she kicks her legs and rotates with a shooting star. Araiana moves but leaves Crystal there/ Crystal takes the full brunt of Bella who crashes to the mat. Araiana meanwhile runs to the top rope and leaps off with her own Angels descent! She lands on Crystal and hooks her leg.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Adams: Crystal is gone and now it is down to Bella Madison who started this match and has taken the most damage and Ariana Angelos the woman who came in last
Simone: And has still taken alot of damage cause this match is brutal.
Araiana grabs ahold of the table and sets it up in the corner, she then grabs Bella and throws her against it backing up and calling for a spear. Bella is dazed and Ariana comes flying in, Bella though moves, Ariana stops herself from going through the table, she turns and Bella kicks her in the stomach and then runs up the slanted table, kicking her legs around with a tornado DDT spiking Ariana. She then pulls herself up with some difficulty. She runs to the ropes and goes for a moonault press. Ariana is able to catch Bella with an inverted lungblower, catching her in a Meet your maker! The crowd loses it as Ariana goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Bella kicks out! The crowd, and Ariana can't believe it.
Adams: HOW?
Simone: I have no idea…that should have ended it.
Ariana shakes her head, looking dejected, almost manic. She stands up and looks over at the table, giving a nod. Ahe then grabs it and sets it up near the corner. She pulls Bella up and lays her across it. She then pulls herself to the top rope, she calls for the Angels descent, but before she can ju,p Bella rolls off the table and reaches up hitting Ariana in the stomach, Ariana lands on the top rope. Bella follows, grabs Ariana by the head and they stand on the top rope, balancing carefully. Bella then looks at the table and looks at Ariana, with a moment of regret Bella jumps off and back pulling Ariana down into an ashes to ashes through the table!. Ariana takes the brunt of the damage. Both women are down in the wreckage. But Bella moves, she slides over and rolls Ariana over, throwing an arm over her.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner.... Bella Madison!
We cut to the backstage area where we see tonight's challenger for the Bombshell Roulette Championship Harper Mason standing by for an interview with Pussy Willow with her manager/trainer Joshua Acquin.
Pussy: Harper, I have to ask, how are you feeling following that match against Tempest?
Harper: Sore but a hell of a lot better than I felt in the immediate aftermath of the match.
Joshua: And if it did help her prepare for tonight's title match against Bobbie? All the better.
Pussy: Speaking of which, Harper, do you think your ready for your first title match in SCW?
Harper: Is anyone really? Especially when it's one of the Roulette Titles? I can train as much as I want, it could go out the window depending on what that wheel stops on.
Joshua: Or it could benefit you more than Bobbie.
Harper: I know that I've seen enough Roulette Title Matches over the years to know more or less what to expect, especially when Jessie was involved.
Pussy: Speaking of Jessie………
Harper: Her pregnancy is going fine, especially considering she's having her first kid in her early thirties.
Pussy: Not what I meant but thanks for the update, what I wanted to know was how you'll handle the possibility of losing tonight's match to Bobbie?
Harper: This is because of Jessie's title match reputation isn't it?
Pussy: Unfortunately? Yes.
Harper: Look, I told myself when I signed that SCW Contract that I wouldn't make the same mistakes Jessie did when she was younger, and that extends to titles! If I win the Bombshell Roulette Title tonight? Great! If Bobbie retains? I'll do what Jessie should've done all those years ago.
Pussy: Meaning?
Harper: I'll go to the back of the line and start from scratch, even face some newcomers to SCW like Taylor Sweet or Kallie Reznik if that's what it takes! Off course, it's all at the discretion of the bosses but my point still stands: if I fail, I'll pick myself back up and try again! If I win?
Harper grins a bit at that idea.
Harper: I may be too young to drink but I'll still celebrate!
Joshua: And I'll be there to make sure Harper sticks to her word!
Pussy: Well good luck Harper because that match is next!
Harper nods before she walks off as the scene fades.
The scene opens backstage, where we see Miss Rocky Mountain standing before the Roulette while and on each side of her is Bobbie Dahl with the Bombshell Roulette Championship sitting on her shoulder and Harper Mason.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Ladies and Gentlemen… I am standing here with Bombshell Roulette Champion – Bobbie Dahl and her challenger for the evening – Harper Mason. As you can see behind me is the roulette wheel and we have to spin it to find out what their match will be contested under.
Ms. Rocky Mountains steps back to stand beside the roulette wheel and grabs one of the pegs.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Here we go.
Ms. Rocky Mountains pulls on the peg hard to start the wheel, as she, Bobbie and Harper look on as the latter two watch on as various stipulations whizz past with both hope for something in their favour…
- Ladder Match
- TLC
- First blood Match
- Blind fold match
- Dog Collar match
- I Quit match
- Submission Match
- Iron Man/Woman Match.
The wheel soon begins to slow down, as Bobbie and Harper look on nervously before the wheel finally stops.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: This match will be a ladder match. Good luck ladies.
Bobbie and Dahl both nod and they take a moment to stare each other down before making their exit leaving Ms. Rocky Mountains in front of the wheel. The scene fades out on the Ladder match logo.
Justin: This match has been determined by the spin of the roulette wheel and will be a ladder match. This is the Bombshell Roulette Championship… introducing first… residing in Las Vegas and she is the current Bombshell Roulette champion…. Bobbie Dahl…
The open beats to "Happy" by Pharrell Williams starts to play. The line 'Clap along if you know that happiness is the truth' appears on the screen and the fans start to clap along to the music. They clap alone for a few moments, waiting for who they know is about to walk through the curtain.
After the music plays for some time, Bobbie Dahl bursts through the curtains, clapping along with the music and the fans, with the Bombshell Roulette title draped over her shoulder. She is joined by Artie at her side as they both smile and get amped up along with the fans.
Bobbie and Artie then start making their way to the ring, high fiving fans along the way. Once to the ring, Artie walks up the steps first, and sits on the second rope, holding it open for his lady. She steps through the ropes and climbs onto the ropes and gets the fans to cheer louder for her as she stands in the middle of the ring. Artie exits the ring a few moments later, taking his place on the outside to support his wife.
Justin: and her opponent…
Jonathon Young's cover of "New Divide" by Linkin Park hits the speakers and Harper emerges from the back throwing some kicks in the air to the opening beat as her manager Joshua Acquin watches on with approval, once the initial lyrics hit Harper does a spinning roundhouse kick before dropping to one knee and throwing up the Devil Horns.
Justin: From Orlando, Florida and being accompanied by Joshua Acquin, she is the "Slaytanic Avenger" HARPER MASON!
Once Harper hears her name called she jumps to her feet with a massive grin on her face, she sprints down to the ring clapping hands with the fans at ringside before she jumps into the ring and down a forward roll landing on her knees and grinning broadly, ready to throw down with her opponent, Josh applauds his charge from the outside as they wait her opponent.
The ref moves in and indicates for the bell to be rung…
DING DING DING!
As the bell rings, both Mason and Dahl look up at the hanging Bombshell Roulette championship before returning their focus to each other. They circle the ring before Dahl moves in and offers a hand out to Mason. Mason raises an eyebrow before moving in and taking it, where they shake hands. Mason turns to move away but Dahl keeps hold of her hand and drags her in and smiles before releasing. They both back away before circling the ring before moving back in and locking up in the centre of the ring but Dahl very quickly outpowers Mason and drives her backwards into the corner.
Simone: Good show of respect between the two qw they shake hands. But that quickly disappears as Dahl holds onto Mason's hand and they exchange works before releasing. They back away before circling and then lock up as Dahl over power Mason and drives her into the corner.
Once in the corner, Mason climbs onto the bottom rope to get height on Dhal, which Dahl can no longer keep the lock up in place and backs off. Mason stays on the bottom as rope but quickly leaps off, as she and Dahl circle the ring once again. They move in and lock up once again but only briefly as Mason breaks and grabs Dahl around the waist. Dahl grabs at Mason's hand and quickly breaks the grip but Mason quickly switches things up and grabs Dahl into a headlock, she quickly adjusts and changes arm before turning and hook her arm around Dahl's before going back into a headlock.
Adams: Mason battles back, as she takes a step onto the bottom rope to give her a chance, as Dahl can't do anything from their and backs off. Mason jumps off the bottom rope and she and Dahl circle once more.
Simone: They lock up again but it's only brief as Mason breaks and grabs Dahl around the waist, nut Dahl easily breaks Mason's grip, but Mason quickly switches into a headlock before adjusting that grip and arm and back into a headlock.
Mason cranks on Dahl's head a few times before Dahl grabs Mason and lifts her up but Mason is ready for her and grabs her head and then drags her down to the mat. Mason climbs back to her feet as Dahl sits on the mat a little dazed. Mason smirks, as Dahl makes her way to her feet before Mason takes a few steps backwards and stands in the corner. Dahl charges in towards Mason, Mason ducks out of the way and Dahl crashes into the turnbuckles. Dahl turns and Mason rushes in with a forearm shot onto Dahl. Mason rolls forwards and gets back to her feet and turns and rushes in with a European uppercut that rocks Dahl.
Simone: Mason works on Dahl's head, before Dahl counters by lifting Dahl up but Mason counters and drags Dahl down to the mat. Mason gets back to feet, as Dahl shakes her head before making her way to her feet. Dahl charges at Mason, but Mason dodges and Dahl goes chest first into the turnbuckle.
Adams: Mason follows up with a forearm shot on Dahl and follows that up with a European uppercut.
Mason takes a step forward before grabbing the ropes and hits a step up enziguri, which rocks Dahl and Dahl takes a few steps forward out of the corner as Mason grabs her head and looks for a neckbreaker but Dahl counters and grabs Mason's hand and hits a clothesline sending Mason down to the mat. Mason stays down as Dahl shakes off the enziguri shot, as she approaches Mason and grabs her and pulls her up and lifts her onto her shoulders.
Adams: Nice enziguri from Mason, as she looks to follow up once more with a neckbreaker, but Dahl counters and hits a short-arm clothesline.
Mason very quickly begins to wriggle and shuffle free of Dahl and she slides down her back and lands on her back, where she grabs Dahl's leg as she tries to drag her down but she can't drag her down and Dahl looks down at Mason before dropping herself down into a seated position and on top of Mason. Mason grunts from the sudden expel of air, as Dahl rolls off Mason before climbing to her feet. Dahl turns and bounces off the ropes and hits a legdrop across Mason. Dahl climbs to her feet, as Mason rolls away from Dahl, as Dahl looks up at the Roulette Championship before climbing out of the ring and where she grabs the ring skirt and lifts it up.
Simone: Dahl hoists Mason onto her shoulders but Mason is quickly to wriggle free and slides down her back and tries to drag her down, but that doesn't work out too well as Dahl drops down and sits on the chest of Mason.
Adams: You could hear Mason's grunt from here. Dahl is back to her feet and hits a leg drop on Mason.
Simone: Dahl climbs from the ring and goes for a ladder under the ring and now any of the pre-set one's at ringside.
She takes a few moments before finding a ladder and pulls it out, where she struggles for a few moments before lifting the ladder and placing it on the apron and slides it into the ring. Meanwhile back in the ring, Mason moves to the ropes and pulls herself up her feet as she sucks in as much air as possible following being sat on and the leg drop. Dahl climbs onto the apron and as she does Mason rushes forward and baseball slides the ladder into Dahl's feet and Dahl loses her balance and leaps off the apron.
Adams: Dahl struggles at first with the ladder before getting it in the ring. But as she gets onto the apron, Mason hits a baseball slide onto the ladder and catches Dahl. Unbalancing Dahl.
Mason climbs to her feet and rushes forward and leaps onto the ropes and hits the Sun//Eater (Springboard 450 Splash) onto Dahl. Mason rolls away from Dahl holding her torso, as Dahl lays on the floor also dazed from the 450 splash. Mason crawls towards the ring and uses the skirt to pull herself up to her feet, She then climbs into the ring, where she moves to the ladder that Dahl brought into the ring and picks it up and then proceeds to set up it in the middle of the ring. She looks up and steps onto the first rung. Dahl meanwhile sits up and shakes off some of the splash and she slowly gets to her feet, where she rolls herself into the ring.
Simone: Mason goes high risk and catches Dahl with the Sun/Eater.
Adams: Mason crawls away and heads back into the ring, while Dahl takes a few extra moments.
Mason now halfway up the ladder as she spots Dahl approaching, and she attempts to speed up, but Dahl quickly catches her grabs her foot and drags her off the ladder. Mason drops down and stumbles back a little, as Dahl grabs Mason's head and drives her face into the ladder. Dahl spins Mason around and drags her in close and hits a belly-to-belly suplex. Mason rolls away, as Dahl climbs back to her feet, where she moves to the ladder, where she messes with the hinge and folds the ladder up before placing it in one of the corner turnbuckles before turning to Mason.
Adams: Mason gets halfway up the ladder before Dahl is back in the ring. Mason tries to speed up but Dahl catches her and pulls her off the ladder and rams her face into the ladder. Dahl then follows up with a belly to belly suplex.
Simone: Dahl plans something with the ladder, as she leans it up against one of the corners.
Mason, however, is back to her feet and she rushes in and catches Dahl with a dropkick, which Dahl stumbles backwards and falls against the ladder. Mason climbs back to her feet and takes a few steps backwards and then rushes in as she looks for a cannonball, but Dahl rolls away and Mason crashes into the ladder and she rolls off holding her back and head, as Dahl crawls away and then rolls herself from the ring.
Simone: Whatever Dahl's plan was is put on the back burner, as Mason rushes in and catches Dahl with a dropkick. Dahl lands on the ladder and Mason goes to follow up with a cannon ball but Dahl moves and Mason clatters into the ladder.
Outside of the ring, Dahl moves to one of the pre-set up ladders and she adjust the hinges and folds then ladder and lifts it onto the apron and shoves it into the ring. Dahl then climbs into the ring and moves to the ladder, where she lifts it up and begins to set it up in the centre of the ring before adjusting it to be right under the roulette championship. Dahl then begins to climb the ladder, as Mason crawls towards the ladder that Mason is climbing.
Adams: Dahl begins to climb the ladder, as Mason recovers enough to make her way up the ladder.
Dahl makes it half way, as Artie cheers her on from ringside as Mason gets to the bottom rung and pulls herself up before she makes her way up the ladder as they both meet at the top of the ladder as both reach out for the title. Their fingers scrape the leader belt, but soon argue and throw punches and forearm shots, which unbalances the ladder and the ladder tips sideways and both fall off and hit the ropes. Dahl and Mason rolls away in pain as Artie and Joshua look on with concern.
Simone: Both get to the top and have a short battle, as they tip the ladder and fall off in spectacular fashion.
Both get to their hands and knees as before moving to their feet, where Mason fires in a forearm shot to Dahl, Dahl takes a few steps backwards and Mason fires in another forearm shot before grabbing Dahl's hand and Irish whips her across the ring and Mason goes for a wild swing, which Dahl ducks and she bounces off the ropes and as Mason turns Dahl hit's a shoulder block and sends Mason down to the mat. Mason rolls towards the ladder in the corner, as Dahl makes her way to feet.
Adams: Both are rocked, but they quickly get to their feet, where Mason catches Dahl with forearm shots, before Irish whipping her across the ring and tries to swing for her but Dahl ducks and comes back at Mason with a shoulder block and sends her down to the mat.
Mason climbs to her feet and grabs the ladder and lifts it up, Dahl turns and Mason charges at Dahl and Dahl dodges and hits a drop toe hold, which sends Mason stumbling forward into ropes and bounces off them and she drops the ladder. Mason turns shakes her arm and right into a spinning back fist from Dahl. Mason is rocked and Dahl grabs her hand and drags her in with a short arm clothesline.
Simone: Mason is in trouble here as she tries to catch Dahl with the ladder but ends up against the ropes.
Mason drops to the mat, as Dahl turns to the ladder in the centre of the and adjusts it. She then looks up and begins to climb the ladder. She gets halfway, as Mason begins to move and crawl to the ladder. Dahl looks down at Mason before looking up and continues her journey up the ladder to the top, just as Mason gets three rungs up. Dahl reaches up and her fingers scrape the belt once more, as she shakes her head and takes another step as the ladder become unstable with her's and Mason's weight.
Adams: Dahl is going to retain here… but Mason isn't too far behind.
Dahl reaches again but can't get a full grip and she takes two more steps and gets a firm grip on it and pulls on it and it comes off the hook. Mason reaches the top and they have a brief tug of water over the roulette championship before Mason's grip fails her and she falls backwards, which sends Dahl backwards as well but she keeps hold of the belt.
Simone: Mason gets her fingers on the belt, but it's a little too late as they have a small battle but Dahl prevails.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match and still SCW Bombshell Roulette champion… Bobbie Dahl.
Dahl's music hits over the p.a, as Artie climbs into the ring and crawls over to Bobbie and hugs before climbs to his feet and helping Dahl up and raises her arm in victory, as Mason rolls from the ring.
The camera goes to the backstage area where Ben Jordan is nervously walking up and down, only for Pussy Willow to appear.
Pussy: Hi Ben!
Ben looks towards her.
Ben: Hey Pussy.
Pussy: I know you have a lot going on but how are you feeling?
Ben: Like I'm a chicken who's just caught Colonel Sanders looking at him and pointing.
Pussy raises an eyebrow.
Pussy: What do you mean?
Ben: Like I'm sitting here waiting for the slaughter to begin.
Pussy: Are you still uncomfortable with this match?
Ben: Very uncomfortable. I've been running my mind like a marathon runner trying to figure this one out but I just can't seem to get my head around it, it's driving me bananas.
Ben breathes deeply.
Ben: But I will go out there, I will give it my all and probably come back looking like a patchwork doll but I'm gonna make sure that Alexender comes back looking a hell of a lot worse then I do, mark my words. For now, I need to grab some air.
Ben walks off but Pussy calls out after him.
Pussy: Before you go Ben, what about that tape on TMZ?
Ben's voice can be heard off camera.
Ben: Not a good time Puss!
Pussy frowns as the camera fades out.
We cut to the backstage area and it is there where we can see a pink haired beauty walking through the backstage area. She smirks as she runs her fingers through her hair as she looks into the heart of the camera.
Dawn: It's been a while since I been backstage at a show
Teddy: I know… It has been quite some time hasn't it?! OMG it's my Black-A-Rican sister!!!
Dawn: And it's my dofus brother!!!!!!! What are you doing here?!
Teddy: Well you know checking out the locker rooms seeing how life is going and as you know BFTP Is coming up soon and I was here to let those know that if an injure reserve is needed Teddy is your guy. Todd Warren is just one World Championship away from being a grand slam champion in this company and if given the chance I would want the chance to jump right into the fray and prove I belong…
Dawn: Blah Blah… Blah… That's boring… Wouldn't it be better if you could be like me and state out say that I AM OFFICIALLY SIGNING UP TO MAKE MYSELF TRIBUTE!!! That's right I am joining this tournament to correct what happened last year. I made it to the finals which was amazing but that wasn't good enough. I need to be the winner and Julianna ran her mouth after she beat me and I hadn't been the same since. Since leaving SCW I have managed to become a two time World Champion elsewhere and it's time I showcase that same attitude in an SCW ring.
Teddy: Time out… You are actually in the BFTP?! How is that possible… I thought it was filled up and…
Dawn: I bothered management until they put me in the tournament. I think Mark was saying that he had no problem replacing an annoying countrywoman of his…
Teddy: Who?!
Dawn: Ruby Steele… So of course I am going to take her spot so I could make my own. This puppy has a lot of bark and definitely bite and it's time I showcase exactly what I can do…
Teddy: Let the Warrens do what they do best…
Simone: Welcome back to My Bloody Valentine V and our first Internet Title Match! Several weeks ago, Oliver Zahn won his Golden Opportunity Match against the Internet Champion Miles Kasey and earned himself an Internet Title Match against the champ at tonight's event!! Well, that time has now come! It's Wolfslair vs. Jet City vs Miles Kasey defends against Oliver Zahn!
Adams: We're only in February and their first match is already being looked at as a match of the year contender, that's how good it was! Who knows how they'll top that with the title on the line AND on PPV?!
Simone: One way to find out, let's take it to Justin!
Justin: LADIES AND GENTLEMEN THIE FOLLOWING CONTEST IS SCHEDULED FOR ONE FALL AND IT IS FOR THE SCW INTERNET CHAMPIONSHIP!
"Throne" by Bring Me The Horizon starts pumping through the speakers as Miles Kasey bops out onto the ramp in rhythm with the beat.
Justin: Introducing first, from Manchester, England, weighing in at……….
Justin never gets a chance to finish his introduction as Oliver rushes out from the back intending to blindside Miles, Miles hears him coming and sidesteps him before going for a spear but Oliver flips over him again, landing behind the champ! But this time Miles is ready for Oz as he charges in and hits a tiltawhirl headscissors on the challenger.
Simone: Err, it appears that the participants aren't even waiting for Justin to finish his introductions here!
Adams: And Drew can't start the match either because there's no logical way for either Miles or Oz to get to the ring in time right now!
Indeed, Drew leaves the ring to try to get the wrestlers to bring the action to the ring but they aren't listening as Miles goes to irish whip Oz into the entrance only for Oz to run up it and hit Miles with a moonsault press! Miles rolls away from Oz and he ends up nearly the edge of the stage where Oz charges in and hits a European Uppercut that knocks Miles off the stage! Miles rolls to his feet and starts plotting his way back to the ring from there BUT THAT'S ALL HE CAN DO BEFORE OZ LEAPS OFF THE STAGE AND HITS MILES WITH A SUICIDE DIVE, GETTING A TON OF AIR ON THE MOVE!
Simone: OH MY GOD! Oz really is going all out to win his first title!
Adams: The bell hasn't even sounded yet, what the hell?!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Drew is at a loss for words as to what just happened but eventually Oz gets back to his feet first and starts dragging Miles to the ring, by the time the two men reach the ring Miles headbutts Oz between the eyes and sends the challenger into the ring before handing the title to Drew and following him in finally allowing Drew to call for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Simone: And after some of the most insane action I've seen all year, and again, WE'RE IN FEBRUARY, Miles vs. Oz II is officially underway!
Adams: This is gonna be insane folks.
As soon as Oz recovers from Miles's headbutt the two men start brawling in the middle of the ring with the crowd going back and forth with duelling "Let's Go Miles" Let's Go Oz" chants! Oz takes a break from the brawl to soak in the fan adoration and gets a standing dropkick to the chin for his troubles sending him to the outside! Miles immediately starts measuring his challenger up for a suicide dive but Oz ducks out of the way, pointing to his forehead all the while.
Simone: Oz thinks he was smart to get out of the way there.
Adams: He forgot one thing! Miles isn't just known for his high flying!
Indeed, Miles steps out onto the apron and waits for Oz to turn around, when he does Miles charges before hitting a Tornado DDT off the apron that sends Oz through a loop! Drew's restarted count doesn't even reach five before Miles throws Oz back into the ring and goes for the first pin of the match!
ONE!
TWO!
And Oz gets the shoulder up!
Simone: First pinfall by Miles and first kickout by Oz!
Adams: Miles knows that Oz won't go down easily, just look at their first match at Climax Control 384 if you want more evidence of that!
Miles backs off to give Oz some breathing room and when his opponent does get back to his feet Miles goes for another move only to get caught with a Superkick that stuns him and allows Oz to hit a Hammerlock Belly to Belly Suplex! Miles sits up, clutching his arm in pain but Oz throws him back to the matt and goes for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Miles kicks out but allows Oz to grab his bad arm and lock in a armbar.
Simone: Oz has stopped going for his high flying offence and has instead gone after Miles's arm.
Adams: It's smart, because Miles nearly beat Oz with the God Save the Queen in their last encounter and that move requires both arms to be executed right!
Drew checks to see if Miles wants to give up but the champ isn't about to relinquish his title that easily, realizing that his move isn't working Oz abandons the arm bar and goes to throw Miles bad arm first into the turnbuckle but a series of kicks to the midsection and chest stun Oz and double him over before Miles hits a kick to the face, but as soon as Oz stands up straight he retaliates with a dropkick to the chest and both men are down.
Simone: Where on earth did that dropkick come from? And how are they still fighting at this high a level?!
Adams: I'm just hoping that the bosses book a best of five series between Miles and Oz because I could watch these guys wrestle all day.
Drew's count reaches five before Oz gets back to his feet first, waiting for Miles to get back to his feet all the while, when the champ does get back to his feet Oz goes for a Slingblade but Miles counters it into a Standing Spanish Fly by catching his challenger mid move, spinning him around and hitting the Standing Spanish Fly on Oz! Just for good measure Miles follows that up with a standing version of the Reverse 450 Splash before going for a pin.
ONE!
TWO!
And Oz kicks out!
Simone: These men are pulling out all the stops to walk away with the gold!
Adams: No matter who wins between Oz and Miles tonight, we're all winners in the end.
Miles is clearly frustrated at how he can't put his man away before deciding to go to the top rope and go for a Moonsault, whilst this does give the fans at hope a nice view of his backside Miles's attempt gets interrupted by a forearm to the back before Oz climbs to the outside of the ring and climbs up the turnbuckle from there, it's a precarious position for both men but Oz nails Miles with a Super Franksnsteiner that takes them both out to the outside of the ring!
Simone: SUPER FRANKENSTEINER TO THE OUTSIDE! WHAT THE HELL?!
Adams: It's a good thing that Miles and Oz were facing the entrance ramp when Oz did that because that could've ended ugly without that extra space!
Crowd: FIGHT FOREVER! FIGHT FOREVER! FIGHT FOREVER! FIGHT FOREVER!
It seems at first that neither man is going to answer the ten count but Oz gets up at eight and throws Miles in at nine, just barely missing the ten count himself! Oz then goes the pin by hooking both legs in a tight pin!
ONE!
TWO!
AND MILES KICKS OUT! Oz screams in frustration before declaring that it's over and heading to the top rope after dragging Miles over there! Oz calls for the Shakedown as he again ascends the top rope.
Simone: Oz is going for his Diving Somersault Leg Drop or the Shakedown as he calls it!
Adams: This may well be the things that puts Miles away!
Oz goes for the move but Miles rolls out of the way crashing and burning! Miles then goes for the God Save the Queen but just like in the last match between them, Oz counters it into an arm drag mid move! Oz then calls for the JCS!
Simone: Jet City Special coming?
Adams: This was how Oz won the Golden Opportunity match! Will it beat Miles again?
Oz charges in but Miles ducks the Claymore kick causing him to collide with the turnbuckle! Oz drops down onto his back and Miles picks him up and successfully hits the God Save the Queen!
Simone: And Miles has hit the God Save the Queen!
Adams: Oz is out! Stick a fork in him, he's done!
Miles goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: HERE IS YOUR WINNER AND STILL SCW INTERNET CHAMPION, MILES KASEY!
Simone: Miles retains in one hell of a match!
Adams: Who will stop him at this rate!
Miles celebrates with his title as Drew checks on Oz.
We cut backstage to see Bill Barnhart walking around in front of his dressing room. He greets the other wrestlers, and backstage personnel, as they walk by. Bill has a confident look on his face along with a huge grin. When Bill notices the camera is focusing on him he stops walking to give some comments.
Bill: Leading up to my Blood Bath Brawl match against Ben Jordan, Aiden Reynolds, and Alexander Raven, the negative comments being hurled in my direction have been many. Apparently there are a lot of jealous people out there and not just the other wrestlers but also the fans who don't wish to support me in Wrestling.
Bill shrugs his shoulders due to the numerous negative comments being tossed at him.
Bill: I cannot control what others think and say. I cannot convince them that I am the real deal when it comes to Wrestling. All I can to is let their negative comments bounce off of me while I continue to be confident of myself knowing that I am going to win this Blood Bath Brawl.
Bill flashes a smile into the camera.
Bill: I ask of Ben, Aiden, and Alexander, what the hell are the three of you thinking about having to face me in this Blood Bath Brawl? Are you thinking that each one of you is superior to me? Are you thinking that if you three create an alliance and gang up on me that you can win the match by eliminating me from the match? Whatever you three are thinking, and planning, I assure you that not a single item you come up with will work against me. This is because over my years in the sport of Wrestling I have had more Hardcore Rules, No Rules, and other violent matches, than the three of you have had combined. Yes, fools, I am that damn awesome!
Bill has a backstage attendant inform him that he needs to make his way to the staging area so he will be in position for his entrance for his match. Bill turns and starts walking down the hallway but before he is out of camera range he shouts something out.
Bill: Keep your eyes on me because when I win this Blood Bath Brawl I will be the one sitting on the throne looking down on everyone else. Ha ha ha!!!
Bill starts walking towards the stating area while still roaring with laughter after his last comment.
The opening guitar riff to "Blame it on the Boom Boom" by Black Stone Cherry starts to play. The riff repeats itself once more. A British flag appears on the screen, waving with a gray filter and the lyrics kick in.
The familiar face of Ben Jordan appears on the screen. The fans instantly burst in to cheers as a smiling Ben Jordan appears at the top of the ramp, dressed in a white shorts with matching knee pads and boots. Ben looks around the crowd, his trademark smile on his face. He turns his head to the left, winking at the crowd before slowly walking down the ramp. He moves to the left, running his hand along the fans, high fiving as many as possible, before moving to the right and doing the same. Ben stops in front of a fan with a phone and moves next to them, allowing them to take a selfie with the smiling Englishman
Justin: Making his way down the aisle! From London, England, weighing 220 pounds -- Ben Jordan!
He stands outside the ring, looking up at the ring, before moving to the steps and jumping up them. He ducks down and into the ring through the middle and top rope and spins into the corner, climbing on the top rope and raising his hands. He quickly jumps down and moves to the tiny cage he would be put into for now.
"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 English Bulldog Iris leading her by a pink leash attached to her pink diamond-studded collar.
Justin: On his way to the ring now. From Lawrenceville, Georgia. Weighing in at two hundred and forty pounds. '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 two make their way to the ring where Bill hands the chalice to a ring attendant to hold onto until the match is over. Bill enters the ring then walks around the ring playing the crowd before heading towards the tiny cage he would be in. Settling there.
The lights begin to dim as the opening melody of "Watch The World Burn" plays through the speakers. Alexander Raven slowly steps out onto the stage, metal pipe in one hand. He comes to a stop at the center of the top of the ramp, and looks over the crowd. A cacophony of boos raining down on him. A smile spreads across his face, as he taps the pipe against his temple lightly.
As the song kicks into gear, he slowly begins to walk down the ramp. A slow, measured stride taking his time. As he walks down he swings the pipe towards the outstretched hands of the fans at ringside. Threatening to take their heads off if they get too close. As he gets to the step he stops and bounces from side to side. Further boos and disdain from the raucous crowd.
Justin: And now making his way to the ring. Hailing from Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty five pounds. 'The Napalm Kingslayer' ALEXANDER RAVEN!
He slams the pipe down several times on the steps, before throwing it down right next to them, climbing the steps rapidly. Walking the length of the apron to his right, he wipes his feet aggressively on the apron, before stepping between the top and middle ropes. The crowd roar their displeasure as he runs to the opposite ropes, throwing his arms out wide to his sides bathing in the vitriol. He checks the buttons at his wrists on his shirt and begins to slowly pace the rampside of the ring.
The opening riff of Parkway Drive's "Vice grip" hits. The high speed gives way to Aiden Reynolds stepping out onto the stage, a fist in the air and a black leather jacket with "The Aussie Wolf" spray painted on the back. He moves his way down to the ring and as the refrain of the song hits he throws his arms out to the side as he and the crowd both chant.
Justin: And the final man in this match. Coming from Gold Coast, Queensland, Australia. Weighing in at two hundred and twenty pounds. 'The Aussie Wolf' AIDEN REYNOLDS!
He leaps onto the apron and takes a few steps backwards before sling shoting himself into the ring and spinning around, he then stops and drops to one knee slamming his fist into the mat
DING DING DING!
Raven and Reynolds happened to be the two men lucky enough to start the match off. Neither man wasting any time to meet each other in the middle of the ring for a slug fest. Lefts and rights were being thrown without a care in the world. Raven would catch Reynolds right on the jaw. Only for Reynolds to fire right back with a punch to the side of the head.
Adams: It might not be everyone's thing, but I quite enjoy when matches start off like this!
Simone: And why is that Jason?
Adams: Something about men just throwing their hands up and settling business like men. I can respect it. Not to mention this is about as mild as this match is going to be.
Simone: Oh that's for sure. Once weapons start getting introduced. Things are going to get out of hand real fast.
Raven went to throw another punch but it was well scouted by Reynolds who ducked under it. Only to come right up with an uppercut that caught Raven right under the chin and knocked him back against the ropes. Reynolds stayed on the attack as he grabbed a hold of the arm of Raven then whipped him across the ring to the ropes. He hit them with force and rebounded back as Reynolds reacted with a SNAP POWERSLAM and went for the cover right away.
ONE!
KICKOUT!
Simone: I gotta give Aiden his due. Trying to eliminate Alexander Raven early before anyone else can get into this match.
Adams: It is a smart tactic, but it's going to take a lot more than that if you ask me.
Reynolds knew there was still a long way to go. He stood himself up and then went to grab a hold of one of the legs of Raven. However Raven had other plans as he used his leg strength to his advantage to push the Aussie Wolf back and away from him. Raven scrambled to his feet as Reynolds was already recovered and rushing in. Raven ducked under his arm and then grabbed the back of Reynolds head using his momentum against him to throw him HEAD FIRST into the steel cage. Reynolds bounced face first off that steel and stumbled back collapsing to the mat.
FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
Adams: We're about to have someone enter the match! Is it going to be Bill Barnheart or Ben Jordan?!
Simone: If I was Alexander Raven right about now. I'd be hoping and praying it was Bill!
ONE!
TWO!
BILL BARNHART IS ENTERING THE MATCH!
The little side cage that Bill was being held in was being unlocked while in the ring Raven had mounted Reynolds and was unloading with punch after punch to the man's skull. Blood was dripping onto the mat. One having to assume that the moment Raven tossed Reynolds into the cage it split him wide open. Bill reached up and yanked a kendo stick off one of the cage walls. Turning around and swinging with all his might catching Raven in the back of the neck with it. Raven toppled over off of Reynolds as he clutched the back of his neck.
However with Raven in such a predicament. Bill was far from done as he lined that kendo stick up across the back of Raven and proceeded to unload with a barrage of shots to the back of Raven. Each kendo stick shot seemed harder than the previous. Taking no time at all for welts to start and form all across the back of Raven. He was shouting in agony as he was trying to get away from the swings but Bill kept following, taking a few more. Making sure they were landing across the spine of the Napalm Kingslayer.
Simone: Who knew Bill had it in him to be so relentless?!
Adams: Have you not seen some of the Dog Collar matches this man has been a part of over the last year?
Simone: I have and he already wasn't a smart man. Figured those just caused him to lose brain cells and made it harder for him to commute what was going on.
Adams: Harsh Belinda. Not saying it's untrue, but it is harsh.
All of the sudden Bill wasn't able to swing the kendo stick anymore. Thanks to a bloody Reynolds grabbing it from behind and forcing Bill to turn around. There was a stiff kick right to the gut of Bill as Reynolds yanked the kendo stick away from the Bulldog. Only lock enough to use it in his favor cracking the large man over the head with it. Bill fell back against the ropes but rebounded back up. However Reynolds showed off that impressive strength lifting Bill up for a Spinebuster planting him in the center of the ring.
Adams: Massive Spinebuster from Reynolds!
Simone: The strength of this up and comer is insanely impressive. Bill is quite the heavy man to be picking up like that.
Before Reynolds could even stand up all the way. Raven came out of nowhere with a Steel Chair and cracked it right across the back of Reynolds putting him on the mat. He began to wear Reynolds out with the chair just like Bill had done to him with the kendo stick. Drilling that chair into the spine again and again of the Aussie Wolf to keep him down.
FIVE!
FOUR!
THREE!
TWO!
ONE!
Simone: Alexander Raven's entire world is about to get flipped upside down! In all the worst ways!
Adams: This has been the moment I've been waiting for with this match!
Simone: You're not always all there in the head sometimes. Are you, Jason?! Do you know what these two men are going to do to each other?!
Adams: I sure do! I couldn't be more excited for it!
BEN JORDAN IS ENTERING THE MATCH!
While Ben was working on being unleashed from his little cage. Raven had slammed down the chair in the ring as he grabbed a hold of Reynolds and pulled him to his feet. Long enough to grab him by the head and neck. Raven drove the Aussie Wolf down onto the chair face first with THE KINGSLAYER forcing the bloody man to spike off of it. Raven started to roll Reynolds onto his back. That's when Ben Jordan dove on top of Raven and began to unload with a FURY OF PUNCHES to the back of the head and neck of his current arch nemesis.
Adams: And as expected Ben is all over him! Yes, you love to see it!
Simone: What is with you tonight?!
Adams: Hear me out here Belinda. Sometimes a night of violence just brings something out in you. Not to mention I can't stand Alexander. As unbiased as I'm meant to be. He's had this coming to him for a long time now.
Simone: Well we know that Ben hasn't forgotten about what Alexander did to him!
Inside the ring Raven managed to roll Ben off of him. Both men getting to their feet at the same exact time. Quickly, Raven attempted to take Ben's momentum away from him with a clothesline but Ben ducked right under it. Securing his arms around the waist of Raven and proceeded to lift him up and slam him down in the middle of the ring with a massive GERMAN SUPLEX folding Raven over himself.
As soon as he landed the move Ben got right back to his feet. It appeared he had a lot more in mind, but before he could do anything else. Bill snuck right up behind Ben and grabbed a hold of him to connect with the BULLDOG SLAM sending him into the canvas of the mat with major impact. Bill wasted no time at all rolling Ben over to make a cover.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
Simone: Close, but no cigar.
Adams: Tonight, Bill is showing a different side of himself when it comes to his integrity.
Simone: I agree with that statement. Very smart on his end to sneak in there when Ben was fired up and hyper focused on Alexander Raven.
Adams: Indeed it was, but it's going to take a lot more than that to put this man down.
Bill got to his feet from the move, but no sooner than he got to his feet. Reynolds came flying towards him with a leaping high knee lift catching Bill right under the chin and knocking him back against the ropes. Bill just happened to have his hand fall right on a pair of brass knuckles that were attached to the cage. His grip went around them just as Reynolds came up again and began to scoop Bill into his shoulders.
The massive frame of Bill was a bit of a struggle, but nevertheless Reynolds secured Bill up onto his shoulders in a fireman's carry position. Reynolds turned towards the middle of the ring and went for THE GOLD COAST CU-NO! As soon as the rotation began Bill took those brass knuckles and BLASTED Reynolds right in the side of the head. With that Reynolds was out like a light with Bill falling right on top of him for the cover.
Adams: Wow! What did Bill just hit him with?!
ONE!
Simone: I believe it was a pair of brass knuckles. I didn't get a really good look this far away, but that is a safe bet.
TWO!
Adams: It just might have secured the first elimination to this match!
THREE!
AIDEN REYNOLDS IS ELIMINATED!
Simone: You are correct Jason. Aiden is out of here!
Bill was starting to get to his feet after gaining the pinfall.As soon as he stood up though Raven blasted him from behind with a clothesline that knocked Bill down. Right away Raven began to viscously stomp on the Bulldog over and over again. Keeping him grounded for the time being. On the final stomp, Raven turned himself around and was met with a LARIAT from Ben that spun himself out and put him down on the mat.
Ben quickly grabbed a hold of Raven and pulled him off the mat. Gripping him by the arm and attempting to shoot him towards the ropes. Raven quickly counted and turned around on Ben. Raven then went low with a kick to the gut to force Ben to bend over for the time being. Raven found himself rushing towards the ropes to use them for momentum, but when he came back. Ben turned it around on him with tossing Raven right up into the air to bring him down with a massive SPINEBUSTER sending shockwaves through the spine of Raven.
Simone: Ben Jordan is really out for revenge. He has not put his attention on anyone else in this match but Alexander Raven.
Adams: I'm telling you this situation is heated. It's very heated and it runs deep. Alexander made that big mistake a few weeks back and Ben is going to make sure he pays for it one way or the other.
Ben turned his attention off of Raven for a moment. Walking to the side of the ring as he reached for a weapon. He snagged what appeared to be a solid metal pipe right off. Holding it in his hand as he turned back around to Raven daring the man to make it to his feet. Slowly, Raven was doing just that, not realizing what was waiting for him. All of the sudden Ben was spun around by Bill who connected with a thunderous HEADBUTT to him. Sending Ben to the mat with his eyes rolled back.
Adams: Oh my goodness! Ben's eyes rolled back, that man has to be out cold!
Simone: That's a very real possibility. Bill is a massive man, which means he has a massive head. That's no normal headbutt.
That lead pipe that was in Ben's hand had fallen out of it the moment he was knocked down. Raven was quick to scope it up as leaped up and BASHED the leap pipe right into the head of the unexpecting Bill. Right away the lead pipe shot led to Bill falling down to one knee. Not completely to the ground proving the big man could take a hit, but that was all that Raven needed. He quickly scooped Bill up with a bit of a struggle, but he didn't have him up long. Just enough to drive Bill down into the mat with RAVEN'S SPINE crumbling Bill's neck under his bodyweight. Raven rolled the big man over to make the cover.
ONE!
Adams: There's no way Bill kicks out of that!
TWO!
Simone: I wouldn't take that bet if I'm being honest. The lead pipe didn't even knock him out!
Adams: It put him kinda down though!
THREE!
BILL BARNHART IS ELIMINATED!
Simone: Well, I stand corrected here. That was enough.
Adams: Oh boy! Do you see what this is?!
Simone: Wait! This man is just now down to Ben and Alexander?!
Adams: Bingo!
Simone: This is about to be a massacre!
Raven stood himself up after making the cover as he slowly turned himself around. His eyes locked on with Ben who had just finished pulling himself up. The intense glare between two men said more than enough. Seconds later the two of them charged across the ring and began to throw hands with one another. Lefts and rights. Back and forth. Neither man getting the upper hand but neither man backing down at the same time.
Finally, Ben managed to flip the script with a fury of punches on his end that started to back Raven up towards the ropes. Ben gripped Raven's wrist and then shot him towards the ropes, but the moment Raven came off of him. He caught Ben by surprise by driving him into the mat with a SLING BLADE! Ben's head bounced off the mat with the move as Raven got right back to his feet. He glared at Ben for a second before he turned away from him walking to the corner. He started to tear at the top turnbuckle pad.
Simone: What is he doing?!
Adams: Well Belinda, if he exposes that top turnbuckle. It could be something he uses to his advantage. It's technically legal.
Simone: Wait a minute...
Once the turnbuckle pad was torn off. Raven revealed a metal spike in his hand that had been hiding inside that turnbuckle pad.
Adams: Woah! Alexander had to have hidden that there!
Simone: Obviously Captain Obvious! He went right for it.
Adams: This is spelling bad news for Ben!
Ben was slowly standing up to his feet not knowing what was waiting for him. He turned himself around and when he did Raven caught Ben right in the head with the METAL SPIKE dropping Ben where he stood. He rolled over and grabbed his head. The moment that he did his hands began to fill up and be coated with blood. Raven held up the metal spike to the crowd with a smirk spread across his lips. Getting a pretty negative reaction from the fans in attendance.
Adams: Ben is bleeding all over the place! This might have just gone too far now.
Simone: You might be right, but we're already here. This match is going to see itself to the finish regardless of how we might feel.
Raven tossed the metal spike down before putting his attention back to the bleeding Ben. He wasted no time in dropping down and grabbing a hold of Ben's head and neck. Within seconds he had Ben locked in THE CONSPIRACY squeezing heard around the neck area. This caused blood to really pour from the open wound on Ben's head. As well as cut the oxygen supply off to Cockney King. Raven leaned in heavy with that submission hold as Ben tried to pry the man's arms away from his throat but having no luck.
Simone: I'm a big believer in Ben. We've seen him do a lot of impressive things over the years, but this might be one of those times he can't come out on top.
Adams: I don't like to admit you're right very often. However this is one of those times where I think you are. You can see it, Ben is starting to fade!
Ben's face was covered in blood and his eyes were slowly starting to close. His body was going limp with each passing moment. Raven had to feel like he had the match won. Then out of nowhere Ben shot to his feet with Raven still holding on with that submission. Ben wrapped his arms around the side of Raven before driving him to the mat with a modified version of a sidewalk slam. Both men laying there on the mat for a second clearly spent and feeling the effects of the match.
Adams: This is the opening Ben needs! He has to get back to his feet!
Simone: Easier said than done here, Jason. Think about how much blood this man has already lost.
Adams: I get that, but if Raven makes it back to his feet first. That's certainly it. You gotta make the most of an opportunity like this.
Simone: We're just going to have to see how it holds up!
Raven, sure enough, was the man to start moving first, Crawling towards the corner where the metal spike was. Ben rolled over and started to crawl towards the ropes. A blood trail followed him each inch he moved. Ben gripped the ropes to stand up and then reached for the cage. In particular he reached for a metal chain that was attached to the side of it. By this time Raven had stood up and had the metal spike in his hand. He had the most evil intentions in mind.
Rushing towards Ben who had no idea he was coming. He swung that spike, but at the very last second Ben ducked out of the way to avoid it. That metal chain was wrapped around his fist as Raven turned around and was punched right in the mouth by Ben. Raven dropped to the mat holding his mouth as his hands started to fill up with blood. Moving his hands away to reveal that chain had ripped his bottom lip open. Ben had began to unwrap the chain from his fist as he targeted Raven. Taking it and beginning to whip the chain across the back of Raven.
Quickly Raven yelled in agony as he rolled over and exposed his chest. Leading to Ben taking the metal chain and whipping it across the chest a few times. There was no doubt that Ben was doing anything in his power to wear Raven out.
Simone: Ben is taking Alexander to the cleaners with that metal chain.
Adams: The welts and tiny cuts that man is going to have all over his body after this. I couldn't even begin to imagine!
Ben had every intention to hit Raven again with the chain, but Raven had other ideas in mind. He kicked Ben right in the chest to send him flying back. Buying him enough time to get to his feet. Rushing towards Ben, however Ben caught him with the metal chain wrapping it around his head and neck bringing Raven down to the mat. Ben was quick to use that chain to his advantage, even more wrapping it around the arms of Raven as well. Hogtying him as he gripped his hands around the face of his rival locking in CROSSING JORDAN with Raven having nowhere to go.
Adams: Look at this! How is Alexander going to be able to tap out?!
Simone: If I'm being honest. I think that's the point! He's not going to be able to. He's go no other option here but to pass out.
Ben was yanking back heard on Raven's head. He was screaming in pain as he was wiggling about. Doing everything to get free but he really truly had nowhere to go. Ben did another violent tug on the head and neck of Raven. This lead to Raven's eyes closing as he went limp in the hands of the Cockney King. Jasmine had no other choice but to call for the bell.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner of the first ever Men's Blood Bath Brawl... BEN JORDAN!
As soon as the bell rang Ben had let go of the submission hold and laid flat on his back in the middle of the ring beside a now unconscious Alexander Raven. Loud cheers from the fans could be heard in support of the man that had just won.
Simone: This was exactly what the name of the match is, a complete and utter Blood Bath!
Adams: You have to assume that the four men that were in this match are all going to come out different than what they were when they went into it.
Simone: No denying that. This was insane to witness live.
Adams: A big congratulations is in order to Ben Jordan. He really dug deep within himself to not only pull out a win but to get some much needed revenge on Alexander.
Cameras cut back to the ring where Ben was slowly starting to get to his feet. His face was a bloody mess. His body was in a lot of pain based on the limp in each step he took. Jasmine gripped him by the wrist and held his hand up in the air to another loud reception before the cameras cut away from the ring for the time being.
Backstage, we find none other than one of three challengers for the Bombshell Internet Championship - Tempest - in the media area where Janet the Makeup lady is helping prepare her for the evening. Tempest is already changed into her red and black wrestling gear with the gold highlights, while she sits in the makeup chair, Janet hovering over her and her stepdaughter, Anela, watching from another chair with heightened interest.
Anela: Wow.
Tempest: What?
Anela: You just never really wear this much makeup, that's all.
Tempest smirks, knowing full well how much she dislikes makeup and the way it feels on her skin. But it is a Supercard so she was at least making the effort while Janet turned to Anela with a smile.
Janet: Don't you worry, honey. We're going to make your mom beautiful!
Tempest just turns her head to stare at Janet who clears her throat.
Janet: What I meant was… we're going to make you even MORE beautiful?
Anela: Awwwkwarrrd!
Tempest just turns back to face the mirror and allows Janet to resume her work.
Tempest: Nice save.
And as Janet resumed her efforts, another voice came from off camera…
Pussy: My! That is a lovely shade on your eyes!
Tempest closes her eyes and exhales sharply, but holds her words considering her daughter is right there. Tempest opens her eyes again as Pussy Willow approaches, placing a hand on Anela's shoulder and gives the nine year old a smile, a gesture returned kindly.
Anela: You're pretty!
Pussy: Oh honey, thank you!
Tempest rolls her eyes.
Pussy: Do you mind if I have a talk with your mom?
Anela shakes her head silently and watches as Pussy Willow approaches Tempest while Janet continues.
Tempest: I notice you failed to ask if I minded.
Pussy: I'll try to make this as painless as possible, I assure you.
Tempest: A bit late for that.
Pussy: I was just hoping we might get a final word from you before tonight's Fatal Fourway match for the Internet title?
Tempest: I don't know what I could say now that I haven't said already. I've had title shots before, but this is my first chance at a singles title on a Supercard. Don't think for a second that I am not going to make it memorable and shut Pierce and the rest of them up for good and become the new champion!
Anela smiles.
Pussy: You aren't the least bit concerned that as the largest woman in the match, it makes you a target?
Tempest: No more so than any other match that I've been in. I swear, you think this is my first multi-person match! I've faced this obstacle before and it does NOT concern me in the slightest! I don't care if Wolfe, Pierce and Luna all gang up on me! Bring it on!
Pussy: And if Ruby Steele decides to get involved? I mean, it is a Fatal Fourway. There are no disqualifications.
Tempest: That … would just make things more fun. And she better hope that she doesn't decide to be that stupid. Because Courtney can't protect her forever. It doesn't matter if Luna or Krystal or I get to her first. She just best pray to god that it's NOT me!
Pussy: Well, thank you for your time and good luck tonight!
With one final farewell to Anela, Pussy Willow exits the scene just as Janet puts the fishing touches on tempest.
Janet: There, what do we think?
Tempest stands up and turns around to face the full length mirror. She looks at the makeup job done for her coupled with her outfit and she shakes her head.
Tempest: I 'think' I look like a jacked up contestant from Toddlers and Tiaras?
The scene opens backstage where we see one of the three competitors in tonight's Bombshell Internet Title Fatal Four Way Match Krystal Wolfe leaning against the wall.
Krystal: It seems that the queen has abandoned her throne, Courtney couldn't even be bothered to promote this Fatal Four Way Match, I knew she hated the Internet Title but I didn't think she was dumb enough to piss off the bosses.
Krystal grunts as the Aussie flips some hair over her shoulder.
Krystal: Especially when they brought her out of obscurity to honour a five year old Blast from the Past win, nice to know she likes wasting everyone's time at least! And who's left to pick up the scraps? Her challengers, me, Tempest, and Luna!
Krystal smirks as she looks at her nails.
Krystal: I almost wish Georgie had the balls to cash in her briefcase on this match, at least then we'd have an interesting situation! But instead? I get to deal with the Go Gym's resident powerhouse and a woman who lets the man in her life do all the thinking for her! Seriously Lyna have you even actually been to Australia or are you believing everything that comes out of Raven's mouth?! Sure Adelaide's not perfect, but it's a lot better than bloody Melbourne!
Krystal shakes her head.
Krystal: And Tempest? If there's been one persistent enemy of mine who isn't part of Team Hero, it's you! We've been battling for almost as long as we've been signed to the Bombshell Roster at this point and you're only loss was the lasty time we were in a Bombshell Internet Title Match with Luna, and I don't think Raven's little puppet is winning this time!
Krystal kicks off the wall as she goes to walk off.
Krystal: Three years, it's been three years since I last won a title, if you ask me? That's three years too long! Tonight I end that title drought, tonight I earn my spot in the SCW record books as the thirty second Bombshell Internet Champion and? Courtney's reign of terror ends.
Krystal does a hair flip.
Krystal: And the reign of the "Nightmare Dressed Like A Day Dream" Krystal Wolfe starts! See you in the ring!
Krystal walks off as the scene fades.
Jacob Summers steps through the ropes to officiate the upcoming championship contest!
Justin: The following contest is a Fatal Fourway match for the Bombshell Internet Championship!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Introducing first...!
The heavy beat of Halestorm's "You Call Me a Bitch Like It's a Bad Thing" kicks up over the sound system and the heads of the SCW Universe turns towards the entrance as the Bombshell amazon Tempest walks out onto the stage.
Justin: Coming to the ring! From Honolulu, Hawaii, weighing two hundred and eighteen pounds -- Tempest!
The fans are in awe at the size of Tempest as she wastes no time in power walking straight to the ring, her eyes never straying from her destination and paying no mind to the fans reaching out toward her. A perpetual frown on her face, she arrives at the ringside area where she climbs up onto the ring apron and straight inside of the ring. Tempest stands in the center of the ring, her arms held out and turns full circle before moving to her corner.
Justin: And her opponent...!
The lights begin to dull, going to almost complete black. The opening chime, a single spotlight appearing above Luna Pasilno. A large smile plastered across her face, hands raising to her sides, palms downwards, hands bent somewhat. "'Cause I'm a King," plays out as blue lights begin to pulse across the arena in time with the music. Her hands thrust down rapidly, striding forth. Rolling her hips heavily with each measured and purposeful step. The crowd roaring with boos and dissent, vitriol flowing from them. She comes to a stop at the base of the ramp, eyes fixed on the centre of the ring.
Justin: From New Orleans, Louisiana! Luna Pasilno!!
She bends at the knee slightly, turning side on and throwing her head back. One hand pressing the back of her wrist against her head, hand hanging flaccidly, the other still resting on her hip. "There is a god, and she is me," she bounces up slightly, bringing her hand from her hip up in full flourish and 'shows herself off', taking a few quick steps before swinging one leg up onto the apron. Hooking her hands, she pulls herself up and under, bringing the other leg up in a momentary split as she slides beneath the bottom rope. She sits and turns, pulling herself up with the ropes, and slowly backing into the middle of the ring. Shimmying her jacket off in the process.
Justin: Their opponent...!
The piano and drum intro to I Prevail's cover of "Blank Space" is heard over the PA System and once the vocals kick in Krystal emerges from the back and kneels down on one knee.
"I CAN MAKE THE GOOD GIRLS BAD FOR A WEEKEND!"
As soon as those lyrics kick in Krystal springs to her feet shedding the cloak, she marches down to the ring with a purpose as she stares down the ring.
Justin: From Adelaide, Australia and representing the Go Gym, KRYSTAL WOLFE!
"Tell Me I'm A Nightmare Dressed Like a Daydream"
Krystal circles around the ring before jumping on the apron, she rests her arm on one knee as she surveys the crowd before jumping into the ring ready for the match.
Justin: And their final opponent!
The opening sirens of "Problem" floods the arena PA as the lights in the arena go out one by one. By the time the beat kicks in, energizing the small but vocal audience, the arena is pitch black. Purple and white spotlights above the stage start to pulse to the sound of the music. The screen at the top of the stage lights up, writing out five letters in pace with the flow of the music: C O U R T.
Justin: Making her way to the ring from Long Beach, California, she is the reigning and defending Bombshell Internet Champion! "The One" Court Pierce!
The SCW Bombshell comes out from behind the curtain and out onto the stage to a mostly mixed reaction from the crowd. Court is flanked by her wife, Ruby, and stops at the top of the ramp. With a look back over her shoulder at her significant other, Court crosses her ankles, her purple ring gear shimmering with all of the camera flashes around the arena, and takes a slight bow to the crowd with her arms out to her sides. Ruby motions for the crowd to get up and cheer for her wife which only seems to intensify the boos in the crowd. Court makes her way to ringside, and carefully makes her way up the ringside stairs and onto the apron. She ducks down between the bottom and middle rope and into the ring.
Courtney hands the title belt over to Jacob who shows it to all three challengers before raising it up high, showing the world what was at stake! He then passes the gold out to the time keeper and calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
The bell has rang as we see the four Bombshells standing in a neutral corner, all eyes quickly diverted towards Tempest as Krystal Wolfe, Luna Pasilno and Courtney all charge in on the amazon. Trying to push her into the corner as they all are ganging in on the powerful woman, Krystal and Luna holding an arm on either side while Courtney is driving knees in the midsection of the amazon.
Simone: I guess the other three women see Tempest as their biggest threat.
Adams: Well I cannot blame them Belinda, take down the power house evens the odds a lot in your favour.
Courtney wraps her arms around the massive head of Tempest while the other two women kick in the knees of Tempest that forces her to drop down to her knees. Courtney is feeling confident that they have the big woman down when suddenly.
Simone: Goodness!!!!
Tempest pushes Krystal and Luna off of her while getting up to her feet as Courtney is still holding on for dear life, her eyes nearly popping out of her head as she feels the raw power from Tempst as she hurls her across the ring. Pounding her chest as a big time lioness before turning her attention towards the carnage surrounding her.
Adams: Can we already say that their plan has failed??
We see her turn her attention towards Krystal Wolf, grabbing her by the arm and tosses her into the corner. Charges in on Krystal, who sidesteps and executes a kick to the head of Tempest after she jumped off the middle rope. This staggers the big woman a little, shaking her head as Krystal grabs her by the head as she jumps off the top turnbuckle in an attempt to drop Tempest with a DDT, only to be caught by the massive arms as Tempest executes a German Overhead Suplex that causes Krystal to bounce off the canvas before Tempest goes for the cover
ONE!
The cover gets broken up by Luna, who drives her elbows in the back of her head, this causes Tempest to roll off of Krystal as Luna tries to push her out of the ring by her feet as Tempest is too close to the ropes. Turning around as in an attempt to quickly cover Krystal, only to have Courtney pull her off Krystal and sets her up for a Snap Suplex. She follows it up with jumping the ropes for a Springboard Moonsault, crashing down upon the knees of Luna who then quickly goes for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THR…
Krystal Wolf breaks it up with a Springboard Legdrop across the back of Luna's head. She then grabs her by the head and lifts her up to her feet in order to execute a standing dropkick, only to have her legs caught by Luna who turns her around for a Boston Crab submission hold in the middle of the ring as Jacob Summers checks in on Krystal whether she is Summers checks in on Krystal whether she is about to give in.
Adams: There comes Tempest!!!
Tempest has gotten back in the ring and charges in on Luna, driving a big boot to the face of the woman that had the Boston Crab synched in perfectly. She then drops a leg across the back of Krystal's head before rolling her over on her back for the cover.
Simone: Good grief!!!
We see Courtney charge in on Tempest with a cross body block, only to be caught by the Amazon that drives her down with a Samoan Drop and goes for the cover
ONE!
TWO!
THR…
Courtney manages to get her shoulder off the canvas just in time, causing Tempest to direct her attention towards Krystal and goes for another cover
ONE!
TWO!
THR…
And this time it is Krystal that gets her shoulder off the canvas, Tempest gets up and sets Krystal up for a Powerbomb in the centre of the ring, but we see Luna jump on the back of Krystal for a springboard to drive a knee in the face of the big Amazon. This causes Tempest to relinquish the hold on Krystal Wolf as she holds her face in pain. Luna follows it up with a standing dropkick that sends the big woman into the ropes as her arms get tangled up between the top and middle rope as this alters the momentum in the match. Luna turns around, covers Krystal as she goes for the three count.
ONE!
TWO!
THR…
Krystal kicks out, Luna sits up as we see Courtney grab her by the head and tosses her out of the ring, turns around and walks into a Small Package for the three count.
ONE!
TWO!
Courtney kicks out as she goes for a kick, only to have Krystal duck it and grabs Courtney from behind and executes a Backstabber before going for the three count as Jacob Summers starts to count.
ONE!
TWO!
THR…
Courtney gets her shoulder off the canvas, Krystal runs the ropes in an attempt to keep the pressure on Courtney and execute an aerial assault, only to be thwarted by a spear from Luna that has gotten back in the ring and catches Krystal off guard.
ONE!
TWO!
THR…
Krystal gets her shoulder off the canvas at the final moment, causing Luna to look up at Jacob Summers with a shock on her face. Asking whether it wasn't a count of three, only to have him respond that it was just a count of two.
Adams: So much near falls, I wonder who will get the job done and walk off with the title.
Luna is irate, turns her attention back towards Krystal. Only to look up at the frame of the of Tempest, who has gotten from the grip the ropes had on her. Grabs Luna and sets her up for a Powerbomb. Gets attacked from behind by Courtney, wrapping her arm across the throat of the Amazon in an attempt to choke her out. Only to have Tempest to wrap her hands across the head of Courtney and drops her on top of Luna. She is about to drop a leg on top of both women, only to have Krystal executing a dropkick that staggers into the ropes. Only to charge into Krystal and knock her out of the ring due to the impact of the blow. She quickly turns her attention back towards both women that are on top of each other before grabbing Courtney off the canvas and executes a Powerbomb before going for the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: The winner of the match and NEW!!!!! Sin City Wrestling Bombshell Internet Champion!!! Tempest!!!!!!!!!
Her music hits as Jacob Summers has handed her the Bombshell Internet championship belt over towards the Amazon. Causing her to celebrate the victory as the crowd erupts for her.
Adams: What a victory for Tempest!!!!
The camera cut backstage to where J2H is standing. The camera focuses on his eyes before zooming out.
J2H: It's all come down to this and I'm ready Entity, I'm ready for this, I've been ready for this since you spat that shit in my eyes. I've been ready for this since you took away what I held dear, seeing my family. You haven't just pissed me off, you've changed me. I can feel it because tonight, I don't give a fuck about you, I don't give a fuck about anything other then putting you in the same place you put me. I don't know if you have a family and I'm all out of fucks to give, but what I do know that if you do have someone out there waiting for you to come home, you might want to tell them not to wait up because tonight I kick the shit out of you, I take your vision, your dignity and your fucking mask.
J2H grits his teeth.
J2H: You know what, fuck this seg, let's get this going, cause I ain't waiting for this shit anymore.
J2H quickly storms away.
The slow opening to "The Devil In I" by Slipknot could be heard playing throughout the venue's speakers. Along with the theme the venue's lights began to dim down. Not quite pitch black, but enough to set the mood for the person making their entrance. Of course an instant response from those in attendance rumbled throughout the walls. Needless to say, it was not the most positive response. Quite loudly they booed. By the time their response truly began to fill the venue. On the stage stood a figure with his head bent forward hiding his face. His hands put together in an almost praying manner. Seeing the figure only resulted in more hatred being spewed in their direction from the crowd. When the words "Step Inside. See the Devil In I." echoed throughout the speakers, the figure lifted their head to reveal that black and white mask that covered their identity. Spitting some kind of red mist into the air before lifting their eyes to the roaming cam. Lips curled into a sadistic smirk as they began to walk down the ramp.
Justin: The following contest is scheduled for one fall. Introducing first. From the Abyss. They are known as The Forgotten, ENTITY!
Having this figure introduced to the crowd in attendance seemed to make it all that more real for them. Because following the proper introduction those boos rang out once again. Easily ten times louder than they had been. About that time the masked figure known as The Forgotten One had approached the ringside area. Gripping the middle rope of the ring and pulling themselves up onto the apron from the floor. Turning their back to the ropes to briefly glare out into the seats where the fans sat booing. The smirk only grew more before they turned and swung their leg over the middle rope to climb into the ring. Upon being in the ring the Forgotten One took center of the ring finding themselves dropping down on both knees. Tilting their head up to look at the ceiling of the venue. Once again spitting that red mist into the air. This seemed to be the trigger for the lights to return to their normal state with the music starting to fade out. The masked figure got to their feet and backed into the nearest corner waiting for the match to begin.
The lights in the arena drop out to pitch black, before gold and blue lights flash around the top of the entrance ramp as a heavy guitar rift. P.O.D's "Lights Out" plays and as the lyrics "It goes one for the money homie, two for the show. We tore the roof off this mother now it's time to blow." is sung, J2H confidently walks out on to the stage with Austin Parker.
Justin: Being Accompanied to the ring by Austin Parker. From Beverly Hills, California, weighing in at one hundred and seventy five pounds,, he is J2H!
Austin is wearing faded blue jeans, a plaid shirt, cowboy boots and hat, as he walks slightly in front of the shirtless J2H, wearing gold shorts, boots and knee pads with "J2H" written on the back of the shorts. J2H looks around the crowd before he walks towards the ring with, a confident look on his face. The lights brighten slightly as he gets closer to the ring, stepping up the steps and through the middle of the ropes and in to the ring. He moves towards the center of the ring, putting his arms to either side as gold pyros spit up from the turnbuckles. J2H look to the sky before looking down and round the fan, cockiness dripping from the young man. He turns to his opponent, looking him up and down before the match starts.
DING DING DING!
The moment the bell rang J2H charged across the ring and leaped up catching The Entity with a punch right in the face. Knowing the masked man back into the corner. From there the unloading of punches continued to reign down on the face and head of the Entity. J2H not letting up for even a second.
Adams: It's important to note here Belinda. This match has been dubbed a special challenge.
Simone: Are we even sure what that means exactly?
Adams: All I was able to be told is that there are essentially no rules to this match. Just that someone will win by either pinfall or submission. That is why our official is just letting the closed fists fly here.
Simone: It's fitting for this kind of event, but I have a feeling this match could end up getting out of hand.
Adams: We're going to find out.
After another punch J2H had The Entity slumped in the corner as he grabbed a hold of his arm and irish-whipped him from one corner to the other. The sheer force of the Entity's back hitting the corner caused him to stumble out the corner. By then J2H was already on the attack as he rushed over and took the Entity's head nearly off his shoulders with a flipping clothesline. Both men hit the mat but J2H was quick to get to his feet. However by the time that had happened the Entity was rolling out of the ring from under the bottom rope trying to create some space for the time being.
Simone: Looks like Entity is trying to high-tail it out of here!
Adams: I can't say I blame him. J2H has been on him since the bell.
Simone: Rightfully so if you ask me! The Entity tried to blind the man a few weeks ago. I'm not the biggest J2H supporter by any means, but this is justified.
On the outside the Entity was shaking his head about trying to shake those cobwebs loose. J2H was stepping out onto the apron. As soon as the Entity turned around J2H went running across the ring apron and leaped off catching the masked man with a FLIPPING PILEDRIVER on the outside floor. Spiking the Entity's head into the hard floor with force.
Adams: Oh My God!
Simone: Talk about having a headache!
Adams: A headache? That's the least of my worries. J2H may have just caused Entity a concussion!
On the outside J2H had grabbed a hold of the limp body of the Entity and lifted him from the ground. With all his might he tossed the masked man into the ring from under the bottom rope. J2H slid right in and made the first pin attempt of the match.
ONE!
KICKOUT!
The expression on J2H's face said it all. It was a bit of a shock at how quick the Entity had kicked out. Right away the former Heavyweight Champion got back to his feet and grabbed a hold of Entity by the mask leading the man up to his feet. All of the sudden the Entity smacked J2H's hands up in the air and off him. Before J2H could react the Entity caught him with BLINDING NIGHTMARES shooting that red mist into the face and eyes of the former champion. J2H dropped down to the mat holding his face.
Simone: Again?! Again with the red mist?!
Adams: I'm at a loss for words right now. How did J2H not prepare for that?! He doesn't ever make the same mistake twice!
Simone: This may actually cause irreversible damage to Hall of Famer's eyesight. That's the main concern I have! And this is just the early stages of the match! How far is this going to go?!
A close up shot of Entity's face could be seen as he was laughing in an evil manner with the left overs of the red mist running down his chin. A pain riddled and blinded J2H somehow made it to his feet but he was using the corner ropes for leverage to keep himself at a vertical basis. Trying to get the red mist of his eyes the best he could with his hands but that wasn't any use.
The Entity found himself finally zeroing in on J2H for the first time since this match had started. Delivering a harsh kick right to the gut of the former Heavyweight Champion. J2H doubled over with the Entity then grabbed a hold of his head and used his hand to smear the red mist into the face and eyes of J2H a little more. The groans of agony from J2H could be heard, but not nearly as loud as the fans could be heard with their booing at this moment.
Simone: What a despicable act! Come on now.
Adams: I'm right there with you, Belinda. There's no need for this.
In the corner still the Entity gripped a hold of J2H by the waist and lifted him up onto the top turnbuckle. Forcing J2H's legs outward and then gripping a hold of his head bending him forward. Entity wrapped his arm around the head of J2H before dropping down to the mat driving J2H's head into the mat with NO MEMORIES causing the neck of J2H to buckle upon impact. A nasty looking image as the masked man forced J2H to roll onto his back and made the cover.
ONE!
TWO!
KICKOUT!
J2H threw that shoulder up off the mat with force. The Entity quickly grabbed a hold of the throat of the former champion and began to squeeze. The veins in his arms could be seen popping out showing just how hard he was squeezing. It didn't take long at all for J2H's face to start turning blue from the lack of oxygen. Unfortunately, Dawn couldn't do anything other than ask the former champion if he wanted to tap but an answer wasn't going to come in a situation like this.
Adams: Okay! There has to be some rule against this right?!
Simone: You're the one that said out of all the information you were given on this match. Anything and everything was legal.
Adams: I get a certain stipulation, but this is going beyond that. He's choking the life out of him right before our very eyes!
Simone: I don't agree with it, but what are we going to do about it?! If the official can't do anything. All we can do is call it out!
A close up shot of J2H's face could be seen as he was starting to fade. Those eyes rolled back but it was at that moment Entity let go of his throat. Right away J2H rolled over gasping for air. The masked man could be seen rolling out of the ring leaving J2H to struggle to catch his breath. On the outside the Entity was seen lifting up the ring apron. All but for a few seconds as he dragged two chairs out from under the ring. He tossed them into the ring with zero regard for where they landed.
Entity lifted up the apron again and this time he dragged out a table from under the ring. He unfolded the legs from one another and flipped the table up right on the outside. Entity then turned his attention back inside the ring as he rolled in and zeroed in on J2H. The former champion had no idea that he was being stalked as he used the ropes to stand himself up. As soon as he was up the Entity grabbed him from behind, but quickly J2H responded by kicking his leg back between the legs of the masked man for a LOW BLOW causing Entity to let go and stumble back holding his downstairs business.
Simone: Ha! Sorry, I should remain professional here. But that's exactly what Entity gets!
Adams: I don't know if it was intentional versus just reacting based off instincts, but its working in J2H's favor now.
J2H quickly took notice of one of the chairs laying there in the ring. He quickly grabbed a hold of it and turned around just in time. Entity was starting to charge towards him and J2H swung for the fences CRACKING the chair off the head of the masked man. The sick sound of flesh meeting steel could be heard all around the arena. Entity stumbled back but it didn't take him off his feet. J2H lifted the chair up and swung a second time hitting him in the head.
Entity stumbled back a couple steps once again before dropping down to one knee. However based on J2H lifting the chair up a third time, it was clear he wasn't satisfied. He swung the chair and for a third time bashed the steel off of Entity's head forcing him to fall flat against the mat. Right away J2H threw that chair to the side as he flew across the ring and then out of it. However, it was clear the former Heavyweight Champion was far from done.
He found himself gripping the second chair that had been tossed in moments ago by Entity. J2H then turned his attention to the corner. Using his balance while holding the chair with one hand. He got to the top rope and took one look at the laid out Entity. This is when J2H leaped without hesitation and put the chair under him to land a modified version of his 21ST CENTURY SPLASH driving the chair into the chest cavity of Entity as well as himself bouncing off. Leaving the both of them laying on the mat in pain.
Adams: High risk doesn't always equal high reward! I don't know how smart that was on J2H's behalf.
Simone: We both know Jason. Sometimes when you're in the moment, you make decisions that aren't always the best. But there's no doubt in my mind Entity is feeling every bit of that!
Finally, J2H could be seen rolling over. He made a slow crawl over towards Entity before reaching out and throwing his arm over the chest of his challenger for a pin attempt. Dawn in position to drop down and make the count.
ONE!
Simone: I get the former champ is spent, but I don't know if a cover like this is going to work. You gotta get that deep hook in with the legs!
TWO!
Adams: I understand where you're coming from, but its easy for us to say. We're not the ones that just had a chair driven into our chest or mist in our eyes!
TH-NOOOOO! KICK OUT FROM THE ENTITY!
Simone: How in the world did the Entity manage to kick out of all of that?! The chair shots?! The big splash?! There's no way he's human!
Adams: I think you're onto something there with that statement!
J2H rolled onto his back covering his face with both hands. Maybe because his eyes were still hurting or maybe in a situation of disbelief that Entity was still in this thing. J2H started to roll over and was quick to get out of the ring. However he was also quick to drop down and lift up the ring apron. Taking an usual amount of time searching under the ring.
Adams: What on earth could he be looking for?!
Simone: I don't know, but whatever it is I am sure it's going to be what he considers the great equalizer. The thing that's going to put this match away.
That's when J2H lifted his hand up in the air and revealed a gas can with a lighter attached to it. He might not have been a fan favorite but the fans lost their minds with cheers. They knew they were about to see something wild. J2H marched right over to the table that Entity had set up at ringside. Wasting no time he began to dump the fuel over the top of the wooden table.
Simone: Uh... yeah, that's going to be the great equalizer for sure!
Adams: I'm all for getting revenge. I'm all for an eye for an eye in situations like this. It's become personal so quick between these two. But I don't know about this.
Simone: With all due respect when I say this Jason. Your opinion doesn't matter at this moment. Mine doesn't. No one's does. J2H is going to do what J2H wants to do!
Adams: That's true. I just hope this doesn't backfire.
With the gas can empty J2H tossed it to the side. Before taking that lighter in hand and clicking it to start the flame. Angling it down slowly to touch the surface of the table it immediately engulfed into flames. J2H had a smirk of his own on his face before he turned to the ring and pulled himself up on the apron. As soon as he stood up Entity rushed in for a SPE-NO! J2H was quick to jump back and avoid the move before delivering a knee right to the head of the Entity and slumping him over the middle rope.
Right away J2H grabbed a hold of the Entity and began to pull him out onto the apron. He forced the masked man's head between his legs as he had something big planned. All of the sudden Entity shot straight up to a vertical basis and forced J2H up onto his shoulders in the process. No hesitation in the Entity's eyes as he leaped off the apron with J2H and drove him through a FLAMING TABLE with INTO THE ABYSS! The table exploded and the flames went out as both men rolled around on the outside floor in an extreme amount of pain.
Adams: That's it! That's it! There's no way this match continues!
Simone: I don't think I have ever seen a table explode like that before! And add the flames to it?! What are we watching tonight?!
Dawn found herself getting out of the ring and dropping down beside both athletes outside of the ring. Checking on them, there was little movement from either of them but there was still some. Entity started to be the first one to crawl reaching the ring steps and used them to help pull himself up. Behind him J2H had reached up and grabbed the ring apron to aid himself up in getting to a vertical basis. As soon as Entity turned around and fell back against the steps using them for a seat of sorts.
A very injured J2H tried rushing towards him. Once he got in close distance it was Entity that caught him and proceeded to launch him over his head into the steps for an EXPLODER SUPLEX driving J2H's spine into the steel. Entity with a bit of a limp grabbed a hold of J2H off the arena floor after the move and quickly tossed him back into the ring from under the bottom rope. The masked man then pulled himself up on the ring apron and began to taunt J2H to stand up.
Simone: I honestly have no idea how these two are still going!
Adams: Adrenaline is something that really takes a hold of you in these types of matches. Especially the ones that go deep. If it wasn't for that, there's no way either of them would be in this thing.
Inside the ring J2H was starting to stand up on his feet. Slowly turning around and as soon as he did the Entity used the ropes to his advantage to springboard off of them. Taking J2H off his feet with a CROSSBODY but J2H ROLLED right on through it holding Entity as he started to stand up with him. J2H then tried to toss the masked man over his shoulders but Entity landed on his feet behind the former champion. Gripping him around the waist and then quickly spinning J2H around to drive him down to the mat with REMEMBER THE LEGACY directly in the middle of the ring. Entity rolled J2H over and proceeded to hook both legs for the cover.
Adams: Did you see the way J2H's face bounced off the mat just now?!
ONE!
Simone: Both of them have to be leaving here tonight with some kind of head trauma! I lost count how many times someone has been dropped or spiked onto their head and neck!
TWO!
Adams: Neck bridges are definitely super important in this sport, but I think this was the final straw!
THRE-NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
AT LAST SECOND J2H KICKS OUT!
Simone: He's still alive! J2H is still alive!
Adams: Entity has thrown everything he has at J2H. He's finding out why this man is a bonafide icon in SCW!
Simone: There's a reason only a handful of men can say they have a decisive victory over J2H!
The Entity was shown in the ring slamming his hands down against the mat of the ring. Showing clear frustration that he wasn't about to put an end to the match. The masked man stood himself up and then grabbed a hold of the head of J2H, yanking him to his feet with no regard for his safety and well-being. That's when Entity put J2H onto his shoulders with something in mind. Right away though J2H showed he still had some fight in him with landing elbow after elbow to the side of Entity's head.
Another blow to the side of the head caused J2H to slip down the back of Entity and then grab a hold of him, spinning him around. J2H grabbed a hold of the masked man and connected with KISS THIS driving his foot right into the jaw of the Entity. The masked man fell back but he managed to fall into the ropes. As J2H was getting back to his feet the Entity bounced off the ropes towards him and connected with a REBOUND LARIAT flipping J2H inside out. The Entity falling face first into the mat as well. Both men laid out in the middle of the ring.
Simone: Both men are out cold!
Adams: That adrenaline I was mentioning earlier Belinda? It does have a self life, it will eventually run out. I think we've hit that point!
Inside the ring once again Dawn was doing her job. She was checking on both men as neither of them seemed to be showing much movement. Then without warning the LIGHTS WENT OUT in the arena. It was pitch black and caused confusion among the fans. Their chatter could be heard.
Adams: What is going on?!
Simone: Your guess is as good as mine, Jason! I can't see a thing!
No sooner than those words left Belinda's mouth. The lights came back on and the attention was back on the ring. Laying there was J2H still showing no sign of movement. However the Entity had VANISHED from the ring. No sign of the masked man anywhere. Dawn looked around for a moment. Her face said it all and she was confused. Very confused as she began to approach the side of the ring calling for Justin. She began to whisper something in his ear.
DING DING DING!
Simone: Wait a minute. The bell rang?! What is going on here?!
Adams: I don't think anyone knows what is going out. Where did the Entity go?!
Simone: This is just so much to take in Jason. This has got to be one of the most bizarre situations I've ever seen before.
Adams: That I agree with!
At ringside Dawn and Justin had just finished talking. The ring announcer was seen nodding his head some before bringing the mic up and addressing the confused crowd.
Justin: I was just told by our official of this match. This match is being declared a NO CONTEST!
As soon as that announcement was made. The crowd began to really show their displeasure for the decision made. Heavy boos ringing out to the point it was almost deafening. Inside the ring Austin Parker could be seen sliding in to check on J2H after what had been an intense match.
Adams: There's not a single fan in this audience happy with the decision made!
Simone: I don't blame them one bit. We just saw two people damn near kill each other and the match is declared a no contest?! On what grounds?! Because the Entity disappeared?! Because J2H can't stand up?! We're left with so many unanswered questions.
Adams: To be honest. I think it's unfair to call it a no contest! J2H might not be able to stand but at least he's still out here. That masked man tucked his tail between his legs and ran. J2H should be declared the winner based on that alone!
Simone: You make a compelling argument. Sadly though what's been decided has been decided. There's no undoing this!
Austin managed to get J2H to sit up in the ring. The former Heavyweight Champion was hurting and looked very confused by everything that was going on. This was the last image in the ring for the time being before the cameras cut away to the back.
An angry SCW Bombshells World Champion in Julianna DiMaria is doing the best that she can to maintain her composure at this point. She's thinking about her title defense that is coming up soon and then Ms. Rocky Mountains walks into the scene. Normally, this would make Julianna angry, but at this point, she doesn't appear to mind.
Julianna: I was hoping that I would get a chance to run into you… sort of…
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Really? That's a first.
Julianna: I'm not patronizing you. I just have a fair bit of things to say. I mean, it DOES suck that the MEN get to main event another god damn supercard and it pisses me off because honestly… the other bitches in the back are going to pin that on ME when I'm doing everything I can do to carry this division.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Your words coming into this match… you pinned the blame on your challenger, Alexandra Calaway. When she interrupted your celebration, you were happy to face her now it seems like you're angry. Why?
Julianna: I will be honest. To an extent, I overestimated Alexandra Calaway. My initial thoughts about her as my challenger were based off the fact that she had just come off of an SCW Bombshells Roulette title run and I wanted to acknowledge and respect that as fact. But, all while I've been showing up and preaching what I've been preaching, I actually did dig deeper into her SCW career and I realized that while she's FINE as an SCW Bombshell, she hasn't done enough to be at this level, in this company. It dawned on me eventually that the reason why the men keep main eventing supercards is… quite honestly? Most of the Bombshells here? They show no ambition. Alexandra is one of the few that actually did, but that's one of the few nuggets of credit I am willing to give her. Still, she targeted me… and I didn't take offense to it at first, but I take offense to it now. She does NOT get to target me thinking I am easy pickings.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Do you have anything to say about her words coming into this thing? We know the story with you. You're undefeated. Your last 5 wins have been either winning the title that you have now or retaining it. Yet, she seemed to treat you like you're a low on the totem pole wrestler that hasn't earned anything… or at least that might be the impression one would see.
Julianna: Here's what I have to say about her words coming into this thing. She doesn't know me. She doesn't know my story. She doesn't know what I've been through before I came to Sin City Wrestling. In fact, she epitomizes most of the division because just about everyone I've faced in this company talks to me and about me as if they don't know the first thing about me. For someone who loves to ramble about her past and her accomplishments… no seriously… right before she defended and lost the Roulette Championship against Bobbie Dahl, she put us all to sleep rambling about every single successful title defense… she didn't know the first thing about me and if you can't even follow the 'know your opponent' rule, then how the hell are you going to win against ANYONE? I'm honestly not sweating her challenge tonight very much.
Julianna rolls her eyes as she continues.
Julianna: I AM going to say this… the reason why the men keep main eventing the Supercards? NONE of the current Bombshells, particularly those that don't have a singles belt to their name, have the drive to be where I am… except for ONE, and I'm going to mention that bitch in a second. I beat Bella two months ago and she didn't say a peep about the match. Where was the hunger she showed going into that match against me? Where was the drive? Where was that determination to be a champion? It's like she gave up and it dried up overnight, going on to lose to the likes of Harper Mason. It's one thing that she didn't push for a rematch against me and just accepted going to the back of the line, but it's a completely different thing to barely acknowledge that she even had a title shot at all, at least publicly. It's like… I beat her and she gave up…
And then you have your Beas and your Mercedes of the world who "want it" and then don't evolve or grow or adapt to the ever changing environment and they just want that shot to fall in their laps.
In fact? Honestly? Most of this division just want the title shot to be handed to them. Whose to say that the four bitches that were in that tournament to face me would've even mentioned this title at all if they weren't put in that tournament? They don't PUSH… at ALL! They just… exist… and let the chips fall where they may. Alexandra pushed and challenged, but that's it… and I get to make an example out of her because for all the HATE I get… THIS is my last straw! I'm DONE! The disrespect? DONE! This division needs to wake the fuck up and earn their shit and most of those that just wait for things to be handed to them? They take their shots at me. I've gone over that whole thing a dozen times already.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: So… the men are main eventing the supercards because the entire division lacks ambition other than you? Is that what you're saying?
Julianna: EXACTLY… and NEXT supercard, that shit's going to change. THOUGH, let me correct you on your question… "the entire division lacks ambition" except for ONE woman… and since she's been obsessively chirping at me lately, she'll see this. Because the bottom line is? It's time for me to shut her fucking mouth for her and when I am done with Alexandra tonight… that's exactly what I am going to do.
So Kayla Richards, quit hiding behind your keyboard, your subtweets and your promo potshots and COME AT ME BITCH…
Ms. Rocky Mountains is shocked to hear this, and the crowd eats this up.
Ms. Rocky Mountains: Kayla?
Julianna: The ONLY woman other than me that seems to give a shit about being the best! I'll beat Alexandra… then I'm putting HER in her place…
Julianna makes her exit with the championship, leaving Ms. Rocky Mountains still quite stunned as the scene ends.
The lights go down and "Mine" by Halestorm starts to play. The arena is filled with Red and lights and fog. The Silhouette of Alexandra can be seen at the top of the ramp. She poses on the top of the ramp and as the beat drops, she starts to make her way down the ramp, towards the ring. Stopping halfway down the ramp, she stops looking out over the crowd, before continuing on. She smirks seeing some of the signs people made, a cocky smirk crosses her face.
Justin: Introducing the challenger, from Dallas, TX… ALEXANDRA CALAWAY!!!!!
Finishing her walk down the ramp, she climbs onto the ring apron and up onto the turnbuckle. She slips into the ring and poses on the ropes, leaning forward on the ropes, sometimes talking shit with people in front row. She watches up the ramp, messing with her hair as she waits for her opponent.
Justin: …and her opponent…
"Paranoid" hits the speakers as Julianna DiMaria appears on the stage, greeted by some boos from the fans in attendance. She ignores them and heads down to the ring with a confident, focused look on her face.
Justin: On her way to the ring, SCW Bombshell World Champion, Julianna DiMaria!
Once she heads inside the ring, she cracks her knuckles, indicating she's ready to fight and afterward does the "talk to the hand" gesture toward all the fans that are booing her, displaying another touch of arrogance to get the fans against her even more.. She heads to her corner and scoffs at the reaction she's getting as the song fades and she waits for what's coming next.
Adams: We have already seen championships change hands tonight, will the Bombshell World Championship also be on the move?
Simone: Julianna has been unstoppable since arriving in Sin City, and I am not sure what it will take to knock her off of the top of the mountain in the Bombshell division.
DING DING DING!
Neither woman wants to make the first move, and after the sounds of the opening bell they start to circle one another with the fans not sure which of them they would rather see lose the match. The chorus of boos filling the open air doesn't seem to bother either of the two heels in the ring, but when they finally come together and lock up, the booing fades out into cheers.
Adams: The fans might not want to see either of these two women win, but they are definitely down to see one of them lose!
Simone: I think everyone would be happy if they simply tore one another apart. Alexandra uses her slight height advantage to get Julianna to bend first, and then starts to back the champion towards one of the turnbuckles. However, before her back touches the turnbuckle pad, Julianna turns on her heel, and uses Alexandra's forward momentum to spin her opponent into the corner. Once the two women hit the corner, Drew Patton attempts to step between them to separate the two. Julianna lets go, but goes for a cheap shot following the break. Alexandra had it scouted though and managed to drive a thumb into the champion's eye before the shot could land. Julianna backtracks to the center of the ring with her hands covering her face, and Drew Patton gives Alexandra a warning, even though she holds her hands up innocently.
Adams: Alexandra beat the Bombshell World Champion to the punch that time!
Simone: Either of these women would do anything in their power to gain an advantage.
Alexandra charges out of the corner, determined to capitalize on the opening that she created for herself. Julianna tries to defend herself but gets rocked with two big right hands that cause her to back up against the ropes. Alexandra throws a third with such force that it echoes through the arena, and then grabs the champion's wrist to whip her across the ring. Alexandra sets up in the center of the ring for when her opponent rebounds towards her, but Julianna hooks the top rope with her arms and halts her momentum. Trying to stay on offense, Alexandra charges at the champion again, only for Julianna to duck, and pull down the rope, sending Alexandra tumbling to the outside of the ring.
Adams: Now it's the champion that is one step ahead!
Simone: ….and she's not stopping there!
Alexandra gets up from the floor quickly, but by the time that she turns back to the ring, Julianna is already airborne. The champion springboards off of the rope on the adjacent side of the ring, and launches herself over the ropes to the outside. Alexandra tries to get her hands up, but eats a forearm to the side of the head before the two women crash back to the floor. The crowd roars to life, appreciating the high-risk nature of the move, but when Julianna gets to her feet and takes a moment to celebrate, they turn against her immediately. She doesn't let the crowd distract her though, and reaches down to pull Alexandra to her feet. The champion hits her opponent with a couple of stiff shots before rolling her back into the ring. However, once inside, Alexandra forces herself off of the mat, and runs to the other side. As Julianna hops up on the apron, Alexandra sprints across the ring and dives. She hits the champion in the midsection like a battering ram, and the impact sends Julianna flying off the apron before she slams against the barricade.
Adams: Neither of these women have been able to maintain any momentum in the early going, but you have to think that shot from Alexandra is going to turn the tables.
Simone: I am pretty sure the barricade did most of the damage.
ONE!
Alexandra finds herself hung over the middle rope as a result of the move, but has a much easier time collecting herself than the champion.
TWO!
Against the referee's wishes, the challenger slides out of the ring and stalks the champion from the adjacent side.
THREE!
Once Julianna starts to get up from the floor, Alexandra takes off, and uses the ring steps as a launch pad to flip through the air.
FOUR!
Julianna gets to her feet just in time to be taken back to the ringside floor with a senton that energizes the entire crowd.
FIVE!
Adams: Alexandra building momentum now!
Simone: …but they are both going to get counted out if they don't take things back to the ring.
Alexandra scoops up the champion, and propels her towards the ring, where she intelligently rolls towards the center. Alexandra hops up on the apron and steps through the ropes, but Julianna is already making her way back up by the time the challenger closes the distance between them. Alexandra reaches out to lock the champion up, but Julianna locks both hands around her challenger's neck and brings her down with a jawbreaker. Alexandra goes down to a knee, but that is all of the invitation that Julianna needs to take two explosive steps before taking her opponent down with a shining wizard! The champion throws herself into the cover as Drew Patton hits the mat to count.
ONE!
TW--
Kickout!
Adams: Julianna didn't even manage a two-count there!
Simone: She is going to have to do a lot more damage to put her opponent down!
Julianna doesn't seem beaten up about the fact that she wasn't able to close out the match right there. She has the momentum, and was now radiating confidence while on the attack. She posts up behind her adversary, and calls for her finisher by miming locking in a full nelson hold before Alexandra is up on her feet. However, once the challenger is vertical, the champion pounces. She locks Alexandra up, but the challenger lets her feet come out from under her, and slips through the champion's grasp. She falls to the mat, and when Julianna reaches down to try and reapply her grip, Alexandra puts both feet in her stomach and monkey-flips the champion to the center of the ring. Both women scramble back to their feet, and Julianna is the first to attempt to land a blow. Alexandra blocks it, and returns fire with two hard shots that stagger the champion before doubling her forward with a toe kick. Alexandra makes short work of hooking the champion's arms and powers her into the air. She turns and faceplants the champion in the center of the ring as the fans go wild.
Adams: Fallen Angel on the champion!
Simone: Alexandra might have her here!
Alexandra gets Julianna turned to her back and throws herself over the champion…
ONE!
TWO!
Thre--kickout!
Alexandra sits up in disbelief, thinking that she had the champion beaten right there! The crowd seemed to think that it was over as well, and the sounds of disappointment filled the arena when Julianna was able to roll her shoulder off of the mat.
Adams: Alexandra almost got the champion there! She was less than a one-count away from being the new champion!
Simone: If she has any more tricks up her sleeve, now is the time to use them!
Alexandra sets up behind the champion as she pulls herself up on the ropes. When Julianna turns around, she gets cut in half with a kick to the midsection. Alexandra hooks her arms around the champion, and powers her up onto her shoulders as everyone in attendance rises to their feet. Alexandra lifts Julianna up off of her shoulders, looking for her Apocalypse finisher, but Julianna fights free and lands behind her opponent with a smile on her face. Julianna turns and locks in a full nelson before Alexandra can turn back towards her, and jumps up. She pulls her opponent backwards, and drives her knees into her back but doesn't release the hold.
Adams: DiMaria Code 2.0!
Simone: She isn't stopping there though!
Julianna pushes herself forward, still able to keep pressure on the full nelson hold. She gets one foot planted on the ground as Alexandra does what she can to attempt to power her way out of it. The champion gets her second foot on the mat and starts to drag her challenger back up to her feet. Just as it looks like Alexandra is going to be able to fight her way out of the hold, Julianna steps forward, putting a leg in front of her opponent to trip her up before driving her face-first into the mat.
Adams: ….and there's the real deal! DiMaria Code!
Julianna rolls her opponent over, and hooks both legs for added leverage. Reluctantly all of the fans count along with the referee, knowing that nobody was kicking out of that combination of moves, regardless of how impressive Alexandra was tonight.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Simone: It's over! Julianna retains!
Justin: Ladies and Gentlemen, here is your winner and STILL SCW BOMBSHELL WORLD CHAMPION, Julianna DiMARIA!!!!!!!
The champion jumps up immediately, and pulls her championship out of Drew Patton's hands as he moves to pass it off to her. She points down at her wrist and makes the official raise her hand in victory as she holds up her championship belt to the crowd.
The shot opened up to what appeared to be a dark room. Only light that could be seen was the single spotlight that was shining down on a steel chair. Of course that chair happened to have someone that was sitting in it. From the view the back of their gear looked torn up and had burn holes in it. They proceeded to slowly lift their head revealing their identity to be The Entity. A sinister grin plastered across their masked face.
I'm satisfied. . .
The crowd reaction could be heard all the way in the back. A very negative response.Based on the smirk growing across the expression of the masked figure's face. He seemed to thrive off that response.
From the beginning.
I told you this wasn't about winning.
It wasn't about losing. It wasn't about the actual match itself.
All I wanted was your demise.
And I got that.
Standing up suddenly. Tossing the chair behind them against the concrete floor. The Entity got right up into the close view of the camera's lens.
You won't admit it.
It's not who you are, J2H.
But I know what I saw out there tonight.
You got desperate. You got scared.
You took the cheap route on more than one occasion.
You exposed yourself in the worst ways.
You were terrified of looking weak in front of people.
I made that happen.
You were scared that no one would see you in the light you're used to.
I made sure that happened.
You are afraid that no one is ever going to fear you again.
I made that happen.
Your demise has happened!
The masked figure continued to stare at the cameras.
I accomplished my goal.
You mean nothing to me now, J2H.
But rest assured. . . there are more victims to come.
More men that are responsible for my legacy being forgotten.'
There will be no stopping me until they all fall!
A sinister laugh began to overcome the lips of the Entity. Standing up and walking out of the view with that haunting message being left to be digested among the fans and the fellow SCW talent. The shot cut back to the ring for the main event.
The SCW-Tron above the stage comes to life....
VIDEO PACKAGE ROLLS....
01/14/2024 - Loveland, Colorado
Just as Helluva Bottom Carter attempts to execute a standing moonsault on Finn Whelan we see Whelan spin to the side which prevents Carter from executing the standing moonsault on him but Carter does land hard on the mat. Whelan grabs the legs of Helluva Bottom Carter and he pulls him close to the ropes. Finn then runs to the other side of the ring where he rebounds off the ropes then he leaps over the downed Carter where Finn then executes a Moonsault off the ropes. Whelan grabs the leg of Carter and goes for the pin. Referee Drew Patton quickly drops into position to make the count on the attempted pin.
ONE!
TWO!
Just as the two count on the attempted pinfall is done we see that Helluva Bottom Carter managed to get his free leg on the ring ropes. However Referee Drew Patton fails to see that Carter's foot is in the ropes which should warrant a stop of the pinfall count. Referee Patton's hand is in the air and he brings his hand down on the mat and. . .
THREE!
Simone: Noooo!!!
Adams: Yesss!!!
Referee Patton calls for the bell from the Timekeeper to end this match.
DING DING DING!
Referee Patton tells Fin Whelan to get up off of Helluva Bottom Carter and he does. Carter confronts the Referee telling him that his foot was in the ropes and that should have stopped his count on the attempted pin. Referee Drew Patton informs Helluva Bottom Carter that he did not see his foot in the ropes and that means his decision on the match is final. Although Carter continues to reason with the Referee to allow the match to continue, even going to the point of asking Referee Patton to ask Jason Adams and Belinda Simone and the Timekeeper if they saw his foot in the ropes but Referee Drew Patton sticks with his decision on the match.
Justin: Here is Referee Drew Patton's official decision on this match. The winner of this match, by pinfall, and they advance in the World Heavyweight Tournament, is FINN WHELAN!!!
******* Raven calls for Goth to get up and as he does he kicks Goth in the stomach, spins him over and picks him up for the Ravens spine. Goth kicks his legs, lands behind Raven and locks in the Goth-mission. He pulls Raven back and Raven struggles to try and get out of it. He kicks his legs, he pulls himself toward the ropes, reaches out and just misses it. Raven fights and kicks his legs up the ropes throwing himself back and over to the mat, landing on top of Goth.
ONE!
TWO!
Goth kicks out.
Simone: The was so close, I thought Raven had it with that amazing counter
Adams: He did almost have it, but he was also in the Goth mission for so long, what damage was done to him?
Simone:Raven is struggling to breathe
Both men get up, tired and beaten up. Raven kicks Goth in the stomach, he hooks Goths arms and goes for the double hammerlock DDT again, Goth spins out of it, kicks Raven in the stomach and goes for the Goth drop again, Raven spins out of it and grabs a bulldog choke, trying to lock in the Conspiracy. Goth stands up and flips Raven up and over. Goth turns kicks Raven in the stomach again and spins Raven around hitting the sinful confession! Raven is out! Goth covers.
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here is your winner.... Goth!
*******
01/21/2024 - Greeley, Colorado
Both Peter and Finn are slow to get to their feet and when they do Finn Is the first to strike throwing a stiff forearm to the face of Peter, Peter returns the favour with a stiff forearm of his own and this exchange of stiff blows continues until Peter hits a nasty one on Finn sending him reeling back and allowing Peter to hit him with a Tilt-a-Whirl DDT that plants Finn in the middle of the ring! Finn seems to be out and Peter goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
AND FINN KICKS OUT! Peter is clearly getting frustrated at this point and starts climbing the nearest turnbuckle where Peter goes for a High Cross Body only to get dropkicked out of mid-air by Finn! Both men are down and Jasmine starts her count!
Simone: Both Peter and Finn are down!
Adams: And whoever gets up first will have a huge advantage!
After the count reaches five Peter gets back up to his feet and is clearly feeling the effects of the long match, even so Peter calls for his finisher!
Simone: Peter's going for the Key-Holder!
Adams: He has retained the Roulette Title many times with that move!
Peter waits for Finn to get back to his feet and goes for the finisher but Finn fights out of it before outright countering the move with a Northern Lights Suplex, Finn doesn't bridge for the pin though and instead waits for Peter to get back to his feet before hitting him with the Slingblade!
Simone: FENNIAN RISING! Finn has hit it!
Adams: Peter is out, stick a fork in him, he's done!
Finn goes for the pin!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Justin: Here's your winner, Finn Whelan!
*******
01/28/2024 - Henderson, Nevada
Goth lays on the mat stunned, as Mercer slowly moves to his feet and grabs Goth and pulls him up to his feet, where he hits a European uppercut, which rocks Goth and he quickly follows up with a belly to belly throw. Goth rolls away holding his back, as Mercer makes his way to his feet and moves to Goth and gives him a kick. He then grabs Goth and pulls him up in between hits legs before lifting him for the pop up powerbomb, but before he can execute the move, Goth reigns down a load of elbow shots to the top of Mercer head.
Simone: Goth is in trouble here.
Adams: Just as Mercer finishes off Goth, Goth fights back.
Mercer grip slips and Goth drops down and Goth drives his head forward and connecting to the bridge of Mercer's nose. Mercer steps back and Goth kicks out and catches Mercer in the stomach and hits the Goth Drop (Twist of Fate). Goth then grabs Mercer and locks in the Gothic Nightmare (Bulldog Choke).
Adams: Goth switches things around and catches Mercer with the twist of fate and then locks in the Gothic Nightmare.
Mercer struggles a little but Goth squeezes a little tighter and Mercer tries to wriggle free but soon fades and he has no choice but to tap out.
Simone: Goth advances to the final.
DING DING DING!
Justin: Winner of this match via submission… Goth.
The SCW-Tron screen fades out and the camera returns to the six-sided ring, where senior referee Jasmine St. John stands with the World Heavyweight title belt in her arms. Justin Decent stands in the center of the ring, prepared to begin the introductions to the match!
Justin: Ladies and gentlemen! The following contest is the MAIN EVENT of My Bloody Valentine V! It is scheduled for one fall -- and it is the final match in the tournament to crown the NEW World Heavyweight Champion!
The crowd cheers!
Justin: Introducing first! Being accompanied by his wife Melissa and Kat Jones, standing in at 6'4 and weighing in at 239 pounds!!!
The words fade as we hear the guitar play from the legendary singer before Johnny Cash starts to sing. This brings out Melissa and Kat Jones upon the entrance ramp, both stand on either side before Goth walks out wearing a dark overall and a mask with a crown of thorns attached to it as he stares towards the ring.
Justin: Currently residing from Manhattan, New York!!! He is the Messiah of Pain!!!!! Goth!!!!
Goth raises his head towards the air as he extends his arms, both Melissa and Kat walk towards the ring as he follows them shortly towards the ring. The two women walk up the ramp as they open up the ropes for Goth. He slowly steps through the ropes before the lights go down when Johnny Cash sings that There Ain't No Grave Can Hold My Body Down. The lights come back up again as Goth has taken off the overall and can be seen standing in the middle of the ring still wearing the crown. Melissa slowly takes it off as this gives Goth the chance to look at the entrance ramp to await his opponent.
Simone: The former multi-time champion and Hall of Fame inductee Goth went through hell to make it this far! He overcame such challenges as Alexander Raven in the opening round and Austin James Mercer in the Semi-Finals to make it here tonight!
Justin: And his opponent...!
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.
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.
Justin: Coming down the aisle! From New York City, he weighs in at two hundred and one pound! He is one-half of the World Mixed Tag Team Champions! Finn Whelan!!
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. e drops down from it, and pulls of his vest as he heads to his place against the turnbuckle, leaning into it and looking upwards at his opponent past his brow as his music fades out.
Adams: Finn's road to My Bloody Valentine V was just as difficult as Goth's! Finn had to overcome Helluva Bottom Carter in the opening round and then the Roulette Champion Peter Vaughn in the Semi-Finals!
Simone: And it all comes down to right here, tonight in Las Vegas!
Jasmine St. John holds the World Heavyweight title belt up high for one and all to see! The crowd cheers with excited enthusiasm as she then passes the belt out to the time keeper. Jasmine checks both competitors and calls for the bell!
DING DING DING!
Adams: And HEEEEERE we go!
And straight away, both men emerge from out of their corners and circle the ring, staring one another down. They circle ion and pause, and lock up collar and elbow, straining and struggling for the advantage and straight away, Goth's mere size plays a factor and he powers Finn back into the far corner, pinning him in with a forearm across the sternum! Jasmine calls for the break but when Goth hesitates, she starts to count...
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
And Goth breaks clean, a stone cold stare on his face as he steps back and allows Finn out of the corner. The two men then circle again and they move to lock up once again, but this time Goth raps his arms around Finn's legs, scooping him up off of his feet and he plows him back into the corner! Jasmine moves in once again for a break but this time Goth does not even dignify the official as he pulverizes Whelan, driving his shoulder into his midsection over and over again!
Simone: Admittedly this is where Finn Whelan's relative lack of size is a detriment against a man like Goth!
Jasmine again begins to count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
FOUR!
As before, Goth breaks before he can be disqualified, but darts right back in, driving a back elbow into the side of Finn's head! Finn Whelan is dazed as Goth grabs him by the arm and jerks him from out of the corner and right into a short-arm clothesline!
Adams: Well if Finn wasn't dazed before, he sure as hell is now!
Goth maintains his grip on Finn's wrist as he drags him roughly to his feet a second time and goes for another short-arm clothesline, only for Finn to duck beneath it! Goth turns around and pulls Whelan into his arms for the End of Days but Finn used his own momentum from the move to flip over and out, landing on his feet! Whelan delivered a sharp kick to the back of the knee, toppling Goth to one banded knee! Finn dashed into the ropes and came off, crashing into Goth with a running knee strike right to the side of the head!
Adams: I'd say that Finn was making a fast comeback, wouldn't you, Bel?
Simone: Yes indeed, but this one is a long way away from being over!
Before Finn could even attempt a pinfall, the veteran Goth rolled over and beneath the bottom rope, escaping to the outside and breaking Finn's momentum.
Simone: That right there showcases Goth's veteran status just as well as anything else! Finn was making a comeback and Goth just ended the momentum he was building up.
The fans are all over the former multi-time champion and Goth stands there, staring at them and he then turns around and Finn suddenly sails through the ropes and crashes right into the veteran Goth with a suicide dive!
Adams: Well that certainly wasn't a veteran move!
Simone: No indeed as Goth uncharacteristically allowed the fans to distract him!
Goth is knocked back hard into the barricade as Finn rolls through and jumps back to his feet! Finn grabs Goth and sends him back inside of the ring, wanting to capitalize on his momentum! Finn slides back inside, beneath the bottom rope. He grabs a rising Goth and goes to send him into the corner but Goth holds on and reverses it, sending Finn careening into the turnbuckles instead! Goth charges in at full speed but Finn leapfrogs up and over him, causing Goth to miss and sail right through the top and middle turnbuckle, striking the corner post!
Simone: That right there could prove to be a very costly error on the part of Goth!
Goth staggers back from the corner and turns around and Finn comes racing in, connecting with a flying forearm smash, driving his opponent back against the turnbuckles! Finn then climbs the corner, standing on the middle turnbuckle, pinning his opposition in and he starts to unload on him with mounted punches and the capacity crowd counting along!
Crowd: ONE! TWO! THREE! FOUR! FIVE! SIX! SEVEN! EIGHT!
But Goth grabs him around the knees and brings him out of the corner! Goth goes for an inverted atomic drop but Finn lands safely on his feet, preventing it! Finn quickly pivots, striking with a spinning back fist first and then a Pele kick! Goth falls back against the ropes as Finn kips up - only for Goth to bring up a big boot right to the face, laying Whelan out cold!
Adams: Ohh! What! A! Shot!
Finn is dazed and out flat on the mat, but has the semblance of mind to grab at the ropes and use them to struggle back to a vertical base. The moment that he does, Goth barrels right into him with a heavy lariat that sends Finn flipping backwards and out onto the ringside floor in a heap! Goth makes the attempt to go out after him but Jasmine intervenes! Goth tries a second time but again, she heads him off to prevent it!
Adams: Oh just let him go! I think we all know it's going to happen, one way or another!
Simone: Jasmine is just doing her job, Jason!
Fuming, Goth storms away as Jasmine turns to begin her count when Goth steps over the ropes on the other side of the ring and before the referee can intervene again, Goth is now on the outside! Goth power walks over to the fallen Finn as Whelan starts to pull himself back up to his feet. Goth grabs Finn by the hair and slams the his head into the ring apron two straight times! Whelan slowly sinks to one knee, but Goth is not finished. He grabs him by the arm and sends him hard against the steel barricade with an Irish whip! Finn's back hits the metal barrier and he stumbles forward, clutching his back, and Goth doubles him over with a boot to the stomach. he then grabs him over and around the waistline and lifts him up and drives him down into the ringside floor with a gut wrench powerbomb!
Simone: On the floor!
Adams: Better the floor than our desk!
Simone: Touche'!
Goth then smirks and rolls back inside of the ring and he hops to his feet. Goth holds his arms out in self presentation and the crowd boos him immediately! Jasmine looks out to Finn Whelan lying on the floor and has no option but to begin her mandatory count!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
Simone: And unlike normalcy, if Finn gets counted out, Goth is the champion!
FOUR!
FIVE!
SIX!
Finn reaches up and grabs the commentators desk to drag himself up!
SEVEN!
EIGHT!
Finn is on his feet!
NINE!
And Finn DIVES back inside, JUST breaking the count!
Adams: And OH is Goth upset Finn made it back inside!
Goth waylays the downed Finn from above with windmill forearm blows, showcasing his rising anger and frustration! Goth then grabs a handful of the Tag Champ's hair and drags him up into a front facelock and hits the Twist of Fate!
Simone: Goth Drop! This could be the beginning of the end!
Goth with the cover, hooking the inside leg!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Finn kicks out!
The crowd applauds the heart of Finn Whelan and the action that they are seeing thus far! Meanwhile, Goth slowly runs his hands down his face! Goth pounds the canvas in frustration and gets to his feet. He pulls Finn to his feet and grabs the barely standing man from behind and charges him with a leaping Avalanche splash! Goth then picks Finn up and deposits him precariously on the top of the corner! Goth climbs to the second turnbuckle and catches Finn with a shot to the head, but out of instinct, Finn fires one back!
Simone: And we have a brawl not in the corner but on top of it!
Adams: And it's a LOOONG way down!
Goth fires back, almost sending Finn toppling backwards from the corner but he manages to hold on! Finn swings his body back up and headbutts Goth right between the eyes! Now Goth almost falls off but holds on! Finn then grabs Goth by both sides of the head and swings him down face-first into the turnbuckle! Goth is dazed and Finn slowly stands up on the top and jumps over Goth's bent upper body, bringing him crashing down with a sunset powerbomb!
Crowd: HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT! HOLY SHIT!
Adams: I agree with the crowd!
Finn crawls over to Goth's body and covers him, hooking the leg!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Goth shoots his left shoulder up!
Simone: ANOTHER near fall!
Finn does not ease up! Right away he staggers to his feet and walks over to the near corner and steps out onto the apron and begins to climb to the top!
Simone: Now what has he got in mind!?
Finn stands up and he jumps for the senton bomb but Goth rolls out of the way and Finn Whelan crashes hard on his back!!!
Simone: That could spell the end for Finn Whelan right there!
Goth gets to his knees and a sick and twisted smile is etched on his face! He stands up and over the hurt and tired Tag Champion and he reaches down to grab him when Finn quickly kicks his legs up and scissors Goth's head and his extended arm!
Adams: Gogoplata! He has it! He has it locked in!
Simone: Not quite! Goth is fighting it!
Indeed he is as his face is a mask of pain as Finn cinches the MMA submission hold on tight! Jasmine is asking Goth if he wants to submit the match and championship away but Goth is adamant that he refuses! Goth then slowly gets his feet under him and powers his way to a standing position, bringing the lighter Finn Whelan up with him while still in the hold!
Adams: Oh no, oh no!
And Goth lifts Finn up high and POWERBOMBS him right on his back and back of his head!
Simone: Finn is out! he must be!
Adams: payback for that corner powerbomb from earlier!
Goth with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
TH-Finn gets his shoulder up!
Simone: WHAT is it going to take!?
Goth angrily drags a limp Finn up against the ropes and he just starts laying into him with repeated forearm blows to the sternum, one right after the other! Goth then angrily berates Jasmine as she tries to separate them! Goth turns back to his opponent and gets a running start for a big boot but Finn drops down and Goth hangs himself! Finn staggers to his feet and grabs Goth from behind, showing some strength by lifting him up and hitting...!
Adams: Revelation 6:4!!!
Finn with the cover!
ONE!
TWO!
THREE!
DING DING DING!
Adams: He did it! He did it!!
The crowd is on its feet for the hard fought match!
Justin: Here is your winner! And NEEEWWWW World Heavyweight Champion!! FINN! WHELAN!!!
The crowd cheers for the efforts of BOTH men as Jasmine hands the championship gold to Finn, raising his arm in victory!
Simone: He's done it! Finn Whelan is a double champion!
Adams: He is also now a two-time World Heavyweight Champion!
Goth rolls to the outside as Finn stands in the corner, facing the crowd and he has BOTH the World Heavyweight and World Mixed Tag belts high in the air with both hands! Fireworks begin to go off as Goth stares into the ring with unbridled anger as he backs up the aisle!
Simone: Fans, we are officially out of time! On behalf of my colleague Jason Adams, I am Belinda Simone! Thank you for joining us for My Bloody Valentine V!
Adams: See you in California!
Fireworks continue to go off over a celebrating Finn Whelan as the camera closes out!
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