“Supreme Championship Wrestling...”

 

A shot of Syren holding the SCW Women’s Championship, followed by a shot of CHBK hitting a Bittersweet Ending on one individual, before turning a shot of Jason Zero hitting a spear on Brian Kinney from Rise to Greatness a few years ago, before turning into a shot of Jake Starr hitting the Shooting Five Star on James Exeter.

 

“The leading force in sports and entertainment today....”

 

The SCW logo then appears on the screen before evaporating into smoke and the scene fades to black.

 

 

MAIN SHOW:

 

The opening strums of “Rescue Me” by Buckcherry plays as the Breakdown logo flies past the screen before we see a shot of Jake Starr holding the SCW Championship over his head. This is followed by a shot of Thirteen locking in the Last Breath on Christian Savior. We see a shot of Katie Steward posing on the rampway before freezing and flying past the screen. This is followed by a shot of Rachel Foxx nailing Wild Bill with the SCW Underground Championship before smiling as the shot freezes and flies at the screen.

 

“You can't erase this deep inside of me
I know I'm not a sight to see
But baby, I'm alive.”

 

We see Marina Trent spewing the Nocturnal Mist into Regan Street’s eyes before the shot freezes and flies at the screen. A shot of Shilo Valiant holding up the SCW World Championship is shown before freezing and flying at the screen. A quick shot of Jake Starr hitting the Shooting Five Star Frog Splash, before switching to a shot of Aiken, Blitzkrieg and Tatum McGraw standing together, followed by a shot of Thorn hitting the Griever’s Bane on someone is shown, followed by a shot of CHBK standing in a suit in the ring, all freezing in mid-motion and flying at the screen.

 

“I cherish the love and
I cherish the life that's inside of me
And I know I'm not a sight to see
But baby, I'm alive.”

 

Shots of Lucas Knight and Syren looking at each other, standing across the ring from each other, followed by showing Collin Cole nailing David Helms with the Cole Killer, and followed by a shot of Kelcey Wallace hitting the Perfect Fate on Gigi Steward are all shown before freezing and flying past the screen. A shot of Devon Kayl at someone is shown before flying past the screen.

 

“Won't you come and rescue me?
Separate myself from me
Maybe I'm too blind to see
Save my life, rescue me.”

 

Several shots of various SCW competitors, new and old, including Gable Winchester, Greg Cherry, Thorn & David Helms, Blitzkrieg, Syren, Regan Street, Marina Trent, Harmony Fisher, William Mason, The Academy and others all fly past the screen before ending with the SCW Breakdown logo flying into the screen.     

 

The scene then switches to the inside of the American Airlines Arena in Dallas, Texas where spotlights circle the arena as we see James Evans walking down to the ring. “Rescue Me” continues to play as he storms over to the ring and demands a microphone. He turns and walks around the ring.

 

Sharper: “Welcome everyone to Dallas, Texas for Breakdown. Adam Sharper and Jonathan Knots here at ringside. We’re making the final stop before Apocalypse and James Evans has come out here just as the show was about to go on the air!”

 

Knots: “I know he used to dabble in his college days before he dropped out there…maybe he’s just lost!”

 

Sharper: “James Evans has made it clear he is not pleased about Rachel Foxx getting that World Championship shot this Sunday with Regan Street injured-“

 

Knots: “Welcome to life. Had he stayed in college, he’d have learned that life is not always fair!”

 

James Evans walks over to Jason Phillips and yells at him for a microphone. He grabs one and turns before rolling into the ring. He then gets up and looks around as the crowd roars a bit. James Evans walks to the middle of the ring before starting to speak.

 

James: “I don’t give a damn about what BS reason I am going to hear about how Rachel Foxx deserves a title shot this Sunday.”

 

The crowd roars.

 

James: “I don’t care if she has been overlooked or is underrated.”

 

The crowd roars some more as James pauses.

 

James: “I just give a damn that I am getting screwed out of a match we BOTH wanted. I WANTED to take on Rachel Foxx this Sunday and kick her ass all over the state of Texas. She WANTED to face me this Sunday and try to do the same and only fail trying! But now, the moment I was finally going to get to take my hands and wrap them around her neck and squeeze…after the taste that I gave her…when I dropped her on her head two weeks ago in Tactical Warfare…I finally was going to get her one on one…”

 

James snaps his fingers.

 

James: “And nope…it’s gone.”

 

James looks down for a moment and takes a deep breath to collect his thoughts.

 

James: “And I don’t even have to look at the fact that Rachel and I both wanted to tear each other apart. Apparently the match was signed. The contracts were going to be faxed to us and then, oh no…Devon Kayl had to run off in Boulder, Colorado and instead of helping find the Ramsay kid, he decides to go after Regan’s leg, breaking it and of course, I’m now up [bleep] creek without a paddle! I’m sorry if that PISSES me OFF!”

 

The crowd roars.

 

James: “Now, I am going to make this simple. I want either Rachel Foxx to walk down to this ring…and we’ll have our match right here tonight. To hell with the A$AP Pieces of crap and screw Ryan Watson. I don’t give a damn about either of them. Or… I want Mr. D to come down to this ring and I’m going to kick YOUR ass for pissing on the hall of fame career of Josh Hudson just because you can! You let some bitch, run out, kidnap a LEGEND and then you don’t give a damn about them after they’re gone. I have one goal…and I’m now thinking I should do something for myself along the way in his name and that’s knock you around too!”

 

The crowd roars.

 

James: “So one of you two jackasses make your way out here and I’m going to beat the holy hell out of one of you. For Josh Hudson….and especially for me after this point. BOTH of you are just as responsible at this point and if violence and blood is going to rewarded, but screw it, I’m going to make sure you have PL:ENTY of it to help you make your NEXT decision!”

 

James starts to pace as the crowd starts a faint “James!” chant.

 

Knots: “Well how about that? He wants to get fired and killed tonight! He’s just going right for it all!”

 

Sharper: “James, understandably, is fired up and not particularly pleased, but this seems to be counterproductive.”

 

Knots: “Nah! Let him self-destruct! We can be Evans-free again!”

 

James keeps pacing.

 

James: “Don’t make me walk back there. I figure here, at least, I’ll make it easier to clean up!”

 

Knots: “Maybe he IS reliving his college days!”

 

Sharper: “Stop it!”

 

A few more moments pass and James Evans steps forward to exit the ring before “Cult of Personality” starts to play. The crowd initially roars and cheers before some boo, hoping Rachel was going to come out. A few moments pass before Mr. D walks out from the back and looks out at the ring. The crowd gives a mixed reaction as Mr. D just smirks, looking out at the crowd and then turning to the ring. James Evans backs up and starts to motion to him to come to the ring.

 

Mr. D: “No, James, I’m not going to come to the ring…and sorry to you all here in Dallas, but I’m not about to let Rachel and James spill their blood.”

 

The crowd boos.

 

Mr. D: “Instead, James, I’m going to offer you some free advice. If you want your revenge for Josh Hudson, you can’t get it if I fire you beforehand and leave it to Josh to do it himself when he’s medically capable of doing so! I don’t want to fire you though, but I’m not opposed to do it if you’re going to start doing stupid things…and trust me…now that I have the whole roster here tonight, I plan to start curbing some of these stupid things that some people on the roster will do, and you’re first on my list.”

 

Mr. D pauses as the crowd boos.

 

James: “I think you need to start with yourself then.”

 

Mr. D stops and smirks.

 

Mr. D: “In that case, I’m done with you. I won’t bother offering you what I was going to offer and you can keep getting pissed off until you choose to do something stupid and find yourself unemployed.”

 

The crowd boos a bit as James just glares at Mr. D.

 

Mr. D: “I understand the anger and the hatred. Why the hell do you think it’s been so long since I’ve been standing here making decisions? I let my emotions get the best of me with Thirteen and I found myself having to learn how to play better with others. That’s why I’m not just going to ignore your anger. But that’s also why I’m standing here with an offer.”

 

Mr. D pauses. James just looks on, extends his arms, yelling out “what?”

 

Mr. D: “See, as you and I know, and everyone here knows, those at home knows, Breakdown is returning to a weekly schedule. Every week, you can turn in and watch Breakdown. Supreme Saturday however isn’t quite going away and the first Supreme Saturday event is going to be on October 5, from Japan. And I’m willing to give you Rachel Foxx on that night. And I’m willing to do you one better….if Rachel Foxx is the World Champion, I’ll even have the title on the line. You just need to cool it for long enough to get there…Good things come to those who wait…I’ve laid out what it is for you. It’s your choice.”

 

“Cult of Personality” starts to play and James Evans just looks at Mr. D as they lock eyes. Mr. D then turns and walks back to the back as James Evans looks down and takes a deep breath. He looks up at the crowd.

 

Knots: “I don’t believe it. He threatens the boss and he may get a title shot!”

 

Sharper: “A lot has to come into play for him, but no matter what, he’s going to get Rachel Foxx! October 5…he just needs to keep his head!”

COMMERCIAL:

We open up backstage to see James Evans walking backstage and storming past a few techs and ring crew members before Ace Marshall walks over to him and pats him on the shoulder. James just tries to ignore him.

 

Ace: “I thought you were doing some anger management crap or something?”

 

James: “I am.”

 

Ace: “Better get your money back. Give it to me and let’s go drinking!”

 

James then stops and turns to him.

 

James: “We have a match tonight?”

 

Ace: “Please. It’s against dumb and dumber. We could be out off our ass and still have a chance. Come on! Live on. Could be worse…you could BE Josh Hudson right now. Now let’s get to getting your anger management money back.”

 

James just shakes his head as he takes a deep breath and walks off.

Dawn Lohan vs. Collin Cole

 

Breakdown returns to ringside as we hear “Tonight” in the background as Trinity Street and Simon Lyman walk over to the announce table. Simon Lyman takes a headset as does Trinity Street.

 

Sharper: “And we are being joined by Simon Lyman and Trinity Street. Simon Lyman will be facing Collin Cole for the SCW United States Championship this Sunday at Apocalypse.”

 

Knots: “Well after aiding and abetting the horrible beating that Ravyn Taylor got, why not destroy the dreams of our new US Champion!”

 

Trinity: “Is that honestly what you feel Alex Desoubrais Jr. and I did? Perhaps you should simply be quiet.”

 

Knots: “Sorry, I prefer not to do things I’m not good at.”

 

Simon: “With her here, I would be quiet.”

 

The chorus to "Survival" by Muse echoes from the loud speaker as Dawn Lohan pushes her way through the curtain. She stands in front of the entrance way. Kennedy Street walks out and poses behind her. Dawn doesn't bother soaking in the crowd’s reaction to her while Kennedy Street plays to the crowd. Dawn is all business as she saunters down to the ring. The first verse of the song kicks in. Dawn slides under the ropes. She walks to the turnbuckle. She leans against it patiently waiting for the match to get under way. Kennedy Street walks around the ring and walks over to the announce table before smiling and turning and leaning on the ring, getting some catcalls from the crowd. She turns and looks back and smirks.

 

Sharper: “Dawn Lohan and Kennedy Street as it stands have Apocalypse off, but things will kick off for them after with the Challenge Series against Next Level.”

 

Knots: “Well not if you go with what Kennedy’s been saying. She’s got a big night planned.”

 

Simon: “A shame that’s what you consider a big night. I’m happy for Kennedy, but the fact is that focus should be on the World Championship or the US Championship.”

 

Knots: “Well we need at least one Street to do something good.”

 

Trinity: “Excuse me?”

 

Knots: “Yeah. Kennedy showed great judgment by talking about what she did. Much like Regan. Something the rest of you…especially after poor Ravyn.”

 

Simon: “It’s like talking to brick wall.”

 

Trinity: “The wall has more sense.”

 

The opening riff to "Cochise" hits the PA system and the fans begin to boo. The song eventually kicks into gear. Collin Cole, Siouxsie and Collin's heavy Solomon Strange, or Grundy, soon emerge from the curtains. Collin is sporting a white long sleeve jacket with red trim and a black design of two pairs of wings on the back and the hood of his jacket up. Soon, Siousxie Blade is picked up and prompted on Grundy's shoulders by Grundy himself. Collin looks at the crowd before the trio make their way down to the ring.

Well, I've been watching
While you've been coughing.
I've been drinking life
While you've been nauseous.
And so I drink to health,
While you kill yourself.
And I've got just one thing that I can offer,

Collin walks down the ramp with a focus expression as Siousxie follows on Grundy's shoulders. Grundy groans in a frantic manner as the fans heckle him, even goes so far as kicking the padded barricade a few times. Collin slowly removes his hood before unfastening his jacket, revealing the SCW United States Championship around his arm and neck with the gold on his chest as if he was wearing it like a badge of honor. As Collin passes through the camera, Blade can be heard laughing hysterically under her mask before Grundy uses his right foot to kick he camera and thus the camera man down with a loud grunt. Collin walks over to the steel steps before running up the stairs and enters the ring. Grundy drops Blade off on the apron before unmasking and then entering the ring. Grundy later slides into the ring.

Go on and save yourself
And take it out on me.
Go on and save yourself
And take it out on me. Yeah.

Cole soon walks to the middle of the ring, lowers his head so he could get his championship from around his arm and neck and then raises the championship high in the air. The crowd boos as Siouxsie stands by him as Grundy is behind them going after the ring announcer and the referee. Both run out immediately before Blade manages to make Grundy stop. Collin takes off off his jacket as Grundy and Blade exist the ring. Siouxsie later goes up to the apron where Collin is at and kisses him passionately on the lips before dropping down to the outside with Grundy. Collin goes and rest his head on the top turnbuckle; awaiting the start of the match.

 

Knots: “That is what you’re facing this Sunday, Simon! A man who is meeting his potential! US champion and proud of it.”

 

Simon: “He’s a great competitor and I’m the first to say it. He wanted a challenge though and I’m going to give him that and some.”

 

Sharper: “Meanwhile, tonight, he will face off against Dawn Lohan, who has been also referring to herself as Dawn Street.”

 

Trinity: “She has all of the qualities of a Street and the loyalty and honour to wear that name, unlike some.”

 

Knots: “Regan Street stands on her own and you guys get bitchy.”

 

Trinity: “It’s about unity and standing up for family.”

 

Knots: “The same qualities you searched for with Alex Desoubrais Jr.!”

 

The bell sounds as Dawn Lohan and Collin Cole look at each other. Dawn and Collin lunge and lock up as Cole quickly powers her back to the corner. Cole pushes back. The referee calls for the break. Cole does and backs up. He just smirks as Dawn looks at him. Dawn then moves out and the two grapple again. Cole then starts to push her back again, but Dawn spins around and moves him into the ropes. She then tries to pull him away, but Cole spins through and throws Dawn into the ropes. She bounces off and Cole goes for a back elbow. Dawn ducks and bounces off the other side. Cole turns around and Dawn jumps up and dropkicks him down. The crowd cheers. Cole gets up and Dawn nails him with a chop. The crowd woos. Dawn chops him again. The crowd woos again. Dawn then pushes him back to the ropes and goes to fire him across. Cole bounces off the opposite side. Dawn turns and Cole slides between her legs. She turns around and Cole nails her with a forearm shot, knocking her down.

 

Sharper: “Cole showing that quickness. One thing he’s always been known for. He’ll use that ring.”

 

Simon: “I’ve never said a bad thing about his abilities. His attitude at times…”

 

Knots: “Well, you’d know.”

 

Sharper: “Cole now grabbing Dawn and keeping the fight on. Another forearm shot.”

 

Another forearm shot is seen as Cole then pushes her to the ropes and whips her across. Dawn bounces off and Cole back drops Dawn. He goes for the pin.

 

1!

 

Dawn kicks out. She rolls over and Cole grabs her. He lifts her up and hits a snap suplex. Dawn winces and stirs and Cole gets up and runs into the ropes. Dawn gets up and Cole hits a running knee lift. Dawn falls back to the ropes. Cole then spins around and runs after her, but Dawn lowers her head and hoists Cole up. Cole spins through and lands on the apron. Dawn however nails him with a forearm shot, knocking him off the apron. Kennedy is shown applauding, before we see Siouxsie Blade, mocking her by making a goofy face and applauding. We cut back to Collin Cole to see Dawn Lohan climbing to the top rope before diving off with a crossbody into Cole. The crowd roars. (1)

 

Sharper: “Dawn Lohan, top rope, right onto the US Champion!”

 

Knots: “Well when in doubt, climb something high and throw yourself off. Dawn Lohan doing that well.”

 

Trinity: “Actually saying something good.”

 

Knots: “I would’ve laughed had she taken a header into the ground though.”

 

Dawn slowly gets up and Cole rolls over. Grundy and Blade start to walk around and Kennedy just keeps watching as Simon actually stands up to watch. (2)

 

Knots: “We got monitors, you know.”

 

Simon: “Not helpful when they’re watching Kennedy half the time.”

 

Knots: “They give me what I want and who can blame how photogenic Kennedy is.”

 

Dawn grabs Cole. (3) She then turns and runs him to the ring and rolls him in. Dawn looks at Siouxsie who sticks her tongue out at her and Dawn rolls in. She gets up and crawls over to Cole, but Cole rakes her eyes. Dawn rolls away and Cole starts to get up. Dawn gets up and Cole kicks her in the ribs. He then lifts her up before spinning around and hitting a front suplex. He rolls her over and goes for the pin.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Dawn kicks out. Dawn sits up and starts to stir as Cole grabs her and lifts her up. He then whips her into the ropes. Dawn bounces off and Cole scoops her up and spins around and scoop slams her down. Cole then turns and exits to the apron. He starts to climb up to the top rope and Dawn remains down. Cole smirks as he turns to Simon and then dives off and goes for an elbow drop, but Dawn rolls out of the way and the crowd cheers.

 

Sharper: “No one home for Collin Cole! Elbow into canvas!”

 

Simon: “Maybe he shouldn’t have been focusing on me.”

 

Knots: “That’s fine. He can focus on you. He’s just reminding himself who he’s going to beat this Sunday!”

 

Sharper: “We do have a match going on that Cole’s in now.”

 

Knots: “Fine. You focus on the match. Simon, you watch Cole. Trinity, you do stuff. I’ll focus on the story no one is focusing on…Kennedy watching the match. Need to make sure she’s in perfect form, especially if she follows through-“

 

Trinity: “And you’re exactly why she won’t. Don’t need your drool causing a flood warning…nor you getting that happy.”

 

Cole starts to get up, holding his arm and Dawn jumps up and hits an enziguri kick. The crowd ohs and Cole falls to his knees. Dawn turns and dropkicks him back. She goes for the pin.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Cole kicks out. Dawn looks up. She turns and grabs Cole and lifts him up. She kicks him in the ribs and runs into the ropes. She bounces off and Cole hits a back elbow. Cole then turns and runs into the ropes. Dawn jumps up and hits a hurricanrana into a pin.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Cole kicks out. Both get up and Dawn kicks Cole in the ribs. She rears back and kicks him again. Dawn then grabs him and whips him into the corner, but Cole jumps to the middle turnbuckle and jumps back and hits the Cole Killer. The crowd ohs.

 

Knots: “Cole Killer! Right on the nose!”

 

Sharper: “Out of the corner. Dawn Lohan just took that full on. Didn’t get her hands up. She’s got to be dazed if not out!”

 

Knots: “That’s how quick it goes out there Lymee!”

 

Simon: “Same with a superkick, hmmm?”

 

Cole starts to get up and then goes for the pin.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Dawn gets her shoulder up. Kennedy cheers at ringside before Dawn rolls over. Cole starts to pull himself up before grabbing Dawn. He drags her up and then scoops her up and onto his shoulders and into the backpack position, but Dawn then slides down and shoves him down. Cole stumbles forward and bounces off the ropes. Dawn then hits a dropkick. Cole rolls over and starts to get up. Dawn then kicks him in the ribs and hits a DDT. Dawn rolls over and exits to the apron before climbing up to the top rope. The crowd roars. Dawn stands on the top rope as Cole remains down. Dawn then dives off and goes for a splash, but Cole gets his knees up. Dawn hits hard and rolls over. She starts to get up and turns to Cole only for Cole to grab her and roll her up in a small package.

 

1!

 

2!

 

3!

 

The crowd boos as Cole lets go and rolls over and gets up. He then smirks as he rolls out of the ring and Siouxsie and Grundy join him.

 

Sharper: “And Collin Cole rolls up Dawn with the inside cradle and picks up the win!”

 

Knots: “That could also happen this Sunday.”

 

Simon: “Uh-huh…”

 

Cole just smiles as Siouxsie hands him the US Championship. Cole then turns and looks over at Simon and Trinity before walking over to them. Cole just looks at Simon before turning to his US Championship as Simon remains seated. Kennedy goes to the ring to help Dawn

 

Cole: “Simon….you may have managed to beat CHBK…but this…this is staying with me. Good luck Simon. You’ll need it.”

 

Cole then straightens out his belt before glancing at him before turning and starting to walk around the ring with his entourage. Simon just looks at him as Trinity watches them too.

 

Sharper: “A short but sweet message from Cole.”

 

Knots: “What do you have to say about that? Hmmm?”

 

Simon just turns to Knots and Sharper.

 

Simon: “I’ll give my retort this Sunday.”

 

Simon then gets up as Trinity does as well. The two then turn and walk over to the ring to check on Dawn as Dawn looks around, clearly frustrated. Cole, Grundy and Blade continue on their way around the ring and towards the back.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns and we open up backstage to see Jake Starr walking through the backstage area. The crowd cheers seeing him as he walks down the hallway.

 

Sharper: “There is Jake Starr. He’s here and he made clear that he was disgusted with what happened on Supreme Saturday when Syren and Greg Cherry went one on one.”

 

Knots: “They’re just saving each other. Not going to waste unnecessary energy, especially when they can prove who’s better this Sunday when they knock him out!”

 

Jake continues to walk down the hallway before he stops and just smirks before turning and walking over to Marisa Condolesa who is getting set up for an interview.

 

Jake: “Marisa…can I ask you something?”

 

Marisa: “Ah…hi Jake. Sure…and where’s Brandon?”

 

Jake: “Oh, he’s around. I’m wondering if I can ask you a favour.”

 

Marisa: “Sure? Want interview time to talk about the Thunderdome?”

 

Jake: “Something like that. I want your mic.”

 

Marisa: “My mic?”

 

Jake: “Yeah.”

 

Marisa: “Uh…sure…”

 

Jake: “It’s hooked up right?”

 

Marisa: “Well, it needs to be switched on, bu-“

 

Jake: “Great.”

 

Jake grabs the microphone from Marisa and turns it on, via the switch in the base.

 

Jake: “Okay… I’m pretty sure everyone who matters can hear me. Just yell really loud to make sure I’m not going crazy.”

 

The crowd roars in the arena. Jake Starr starts to walk away, down the hallway.

 

Jake: “Perfect. Now…I’m pretty sure you all saw that steaming pile of crap that Greg and Syren left behind, and shockingly, it wasn’t Greg finishing off four breakfast burritos and it wasn’t Syren talking about how she was the best or how she and David Helms had sex. Trust me, we already got the visual of Ravyn and that wrinkly old bastard CHBK. We’re traumatized forever. We don’t need to watch what happens when plastic and Gucci flop around. We’ve got porn for that, with the amount of surgery and bleach the two of you have had.”

 

Jake turns down the tunnel and starts to head towards the entrance way.

 

Jake: “Now, the fact of the matter is that I think we need to go through first principles. I know that Syren’s the Best Women’s Wrestler in the World and all that crap. Greg is now a Hall of Famer. They probably haven’t had to worry about all this since their heads swelled up to the size of Cowboys Stadium, but well…”

 

Starr walks up the steps in the back and then steps out of the curtain as the crowd cheers. He looks around and smirks. He then looks down at the ring.

 

Starr: “Now that…see that square shaped object around here….”

 

Starr points down at the ring.

 

Starr: “No…I’m not talking about Knot’s head as he keeps trying to fit his BS into those round holes. I’m not even talking about the screens above the ring. I’m talking about the ring itself. Now, Syren…Greg….when people go into that ring and a bell sounds, that means a match is going on.”

 

Starr then starts to walk down to the ring. The crowd cheers some more.

 

Starr: “See, this is where people compete. Now, I know Syren, you were Champion and probably don’t know what to do if something shiny isn’t on the line, so don’t worry, I’ll bring some aluminium foil and toss it into the Thunderdome just so you have something to do. Greg…keep looking for your penis. One day…you’ll find it! We’ll all pulling for you….actually, we’re not…”

 

Starr rolls his eyes as he walks up the steel steps and walks into the ring.

 

Starr: “Now, unlike the two of you jackasses, I’m going to face off against Shaun Cruze, someone who used to actually you know, be a stand up guy. Drier than paint, but whatever. Good for him. Now he’s with IWC. Well, I’ll happily slap that out of him. And while, we’re all looking around at all of the people that have been intertwined…from Pinnacle, to the Pit Crew, to the Social Misfits themselves…Thunderdome will help that…but I’m going to do both of you lazy bastards one better. I’m going to kick Shaun Cruze’s ass in front of all these people here and in front of the world. You two want to take a powder so you can save yourselves for me. Well, sorry kids, I don’t need you guys saving yourselves for me. I’m not into you two that way. I actually have taste and I’m a married man! But!”

 

Starr pauses as the crowd roars.

 

Starr: “But take the night off just so you think you’ll have a better chance at kicking my ass…I’ll beat Shaun Cruze and then I’ll beat both of you in this ring, in the Thunderdome and I will end it all standing on top…and if you have a problem with that…you can come down to this ring later….and take it up with me tonight…unless you don’t want to break a nail or a sweat…well…Greg…aside from you just standing up…”

 

Starr turns and just then, the bell sounds as Starr turns and goes to Jason Phillips.

 

Starr: “Make sure this gets back to Marisa!”

 

Starr tosses it to him. He turns as Chef Charles Cummings starts to walk out from the back.

 

Sharper: “Jake Starr hijacking the show a bit here, but with a message for Cherry and Syren.”

 

Knots: “And the idiot said they could come out later. He’ll live to regret that.”

 

Sharper: “We’ll see. Meanwhile, Chef Cummings on his way to the ring, about to face off against a returnee!”

Starr exits the ring and starts to walk to the back. Cummings and him share a glare as Cummings just looks at him with disdain as Starr just scoffs and laughs before walking past him and heading to the back. Cummings walks over to the steel steps before walking up them and onto the apron. He wipes his feet and enters before walking around the ring. The crowd boos him as Starr disappears to the back. Cummings walks around the ring, awaiting the arrival of his opponent. "Hey Ya" plays as multi-colored lights shine throughout the arena and grey smoke fills the entrance way as the camera spins around the arena showing the fans on their feet. Marcus V. Lopez steps through the smoke as the live crowd cheers him on. Marcus walks on the side of stage as he raises he arms in the air to the crowds delight as he is dressed in a big navy blue ring robe with silver glitter around the collar and belt. Marcus also wears a French Beret as he poses on the stage for the fans to eat up. Marcus starts to head down the ramp to the ring as a single pryo goes off behind him that shakes Marcus up and causes him to trip and roll down the ramp. The SCW flashes their show name plate on the screen showing off “Marcus V. Lopez” while he rolls all the way to the bottom. Cummings shakes his head unimpressed as Marcus gets up and walks over to the ring. He pulls himself onto the apron and Cummings runs over and knees him off the apron as the crowd boos.

 

Sharper: “Marcus V. Lopez, the former multiple time World Tag Team Champion returning tonight.”

 

Knots: “Yeah and Cummings just said hello and welcome.”

 

MV falls to the floor. Cummings exits to the floor and grabs him. He stomps Marcus in the face. He rolls over and Cummings stomps him again. He lifts him up and turns before rolling him into the ring. Cummings slides in. Marcus gets up as the bell sounds to start the match. Cummings elbows Marcus to the back of the head. Marcus stumbles away. Cummings nails him with a hard right and then a kick to the ribs. He then whips him into the ropes. Marcus bounces off the ropes and Cummings clotheslines him down. He then goes for the pin.

 

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2!

 

Marcus kicks out. Cummings turns and grabs him and drags him up before scoop slamming him down. Marcus winces and gets up and Cummings scoops slams him again. Marcus winces again only for Cummings to elbow him in the jaw and Marcus falls over to the corner.

 

Sharper: “Cummings is re-introducing Marcus Lopez to SCW. He’s not holding up one bit.”

 

Knots: “Cummings is looking at this as a chance to do the world a favour. We’ve got people happy Marcus is back. Great. But if he wins, he can say he beat a legend and then if he just injures him, he’ll go down in infamy and we don’t have another idiot around here!”

 

Marcus gets up and Cummings nails him with a hard right. Marcus winces and Cummings nails him again. He kicks him in the ribs and whips him across the ring and into the corner. Cummings runs after and Marcus gets his boot up. Cummings stumbles back and Marcus jumps up and dropkicks him down. The crowd cheers and Cummings gets back up and Marcus dropkicks him down again. Cummings gets back up and Marcus kicks him in the ribs and pushes him back to the ropes before going to fire him across, but Cummings spins through and sends Marcus in. Marcus bounces off and hits a flying forearm smash. The crowd roars. Both get up and Marcus runs over and grabs him by the head and hits a swinging neckbreaker.

 

Sharper: “Marcus Lopez with the neckbreaker. And maybe a cover here.”

 

Knots: “If he can figure out how to roll over.”

 

Marcus gets up and doesn’t go for the pin. He instead runs into the ropes and bounces off before hitting a running leg drop. He then goes for the pin.

 

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2!

 

Cummings kicks out. Marcus rolls off and gets up .Cummings stirs and Marcus turns and nails him with forearm shot and then another. He runs into the ropes. Cummings however elbows him on the rebound. He then hits a sidewalk slam. Marcus winces and Cummings goes for  the pin.

 

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2!

 

Marcus kicks out. He rolls over as Cummings pull himself up. Marcus stirs and Cummings grabs him and Marcus hits a jawbreaker. He then hits a European uppercut before whipping Cummings into the ropes. Cummings bounces off and Marcus rolls through and into a single leg crab. The crowd roars.

 

Knots: “What? How? Cummings doesn’t need to stand for that!”

 

Sharper: “Marcus V. Lopez has a single leg crab locked in and Cummings! He’s going for the ropes! He’s struggling.”

 

Knots: “This can’t be right. Tell me you didn’t just say what you did!”

 

Marcus V. Lopez pulls back on the leg. Cummings starts to drag himself to the ropes. The referee checks on him and Cummings ignores him as he continues to move to the ropes. Lopez keeps seated and tries to put pressure on, but Cummings gets to the ropes. The referee calls for the break and after two, Marcus V. Lopez lets go. He walks around as Cummings rolls over in pain. Marcus then walks over and grabs him and lifts him up, but Cummings nails him with a shot to the ribs. Cummings then steps forward and Marcus grabs him and jumps up and drives his face into his knees. Marcus then turns and grabs the top turnbuckle and slingshots up and goes for a split-legged moonsault, but Cummings gets his knees up. Marcus rolls back and slowly gets up. Cummings does too and Marcus turns to him only for Cummings to kick him in the ribs and then hoist him up and throw him down with a release powerbomb.

 

Sharper: “And a vicious powerbomb and that stops Marcus in his tracks.”

 

Knots: “Plants him into the ground like a seed. Cummings tenderized him like he would meat in his kitchen!”

 

Cummings then looks at him and grabs the legs of Marcus. He then lifts them up and looks around as the crowd boos. He starts to go for the AED, but Marcus starts to fight. He manages to get one of his legs free and Cummings keeps trying to grab at it, but Marcus kicks him in the thigh and then in the ribs. Cummings lets go and walks around. Marcus starts to stir and Cummings nails him with a hard right again. Marcus falls to the ropes. Cummings then grabs him and pulls him out and grabs his head, but Marcus breaks out and kicks him in the ribs before hitting the French Destroyer! The crowd roars. Marcus rolls over and goes for the pin.

 

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2!

 

3!

 

The crowd cheers as Marcus V. Lopez rolls over and starts to get up. His music plays as his arm is raised.

 

Sharper: “And MV! Marcus V. Lopez has won in his return!”

 

Knots: “How the hell did that happen?! I want a recount!”

 

Sharper: “MV can still hit that flip piledriver better than most and he showed it there. Nothing Cummings could do but stay down!”

 

Marcus V. Lopez celebrates in the ring as Cummings starts to stir and we cut backstage.

The scene opens up backstage as we open up in the catering section of the arena. The crowd buzzes before we see Maddie Chase walking out wearing an oversized chefs hat and dragging a giant pot out and placing it on the table cloth. She then turns and grabs a paper bowl before smiling as the crowd cheers.

 

Knots: “Oh no…”

 

Sharper: “Maddie said she was going to have some special chili for Rachel on twitter all week long.”

 

Maddie looks into the pot and fishes out a ladle before scooping out some of the contents and pouring some chili into the bowl. She reaches in and does it again. She then places the ladle back in. She smiles before looking around before going to kiss her fingers, realizing some of the chili was on her fingers, but she stops and wipes them on the table cloth.

 

Maddie: “Oh Rachel! I got some of Maddie’s special five alarm chili!”

 

Maddie smiles and then starts to walk off, seemingly to look for Rachel Foxx. The crowd roars as Maddie disappears off camera.

 

Sharper: “She’s actually looking for Rachel!”

 

Knots: “Well…Auclair may have an easy night this Sunday!”

 

Sharper: “Oh lord…”

 

The scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns and we open up in the backstage area to see Jessica Winters standing next to the new interim SCW Women’s Champion, Stacy Kissinger. The crowd cheers seeing their hometown SCW competitor.

 

Jessica: “I am here with the new interim SCW Women’s Champion, and Dallas’ own, Stacy Kissinger.”

 

The crowd cheers.

 

Jessica: “Stacy. Congratulations.”

 

Stacy smiles.

 

Stacy: “Thank ya…it feels great to be back on top with the SCW Women’s Championship and maybe we can start to bring some honah back to the title. We can start to focus on the competition, instead of the belittin’ and we can just have some good wrasslin’ and be drama-free. See, that’s the thing here. I just want to give the fans what they want and that’s the best of tha best.”

 

Stacy smiles before turning and looking at the camera.

 

Stacy: “And ya know what…how about I bring about this focus on talent by givin’ a bit of a song for ya all tonight-“

 

Just then, Dawn Lohan comes into view. She just looks at the SCW Women’s Championship over Stacy’s shoulder as Stacy turns to her.

 

Stacy: “Can I help ya?”

 

Dawn just looks at Stacy as we then see Kennedy Street standing behind her.

 

Dawn: “Just the fact that you think you’re the rightful champion…Ace handed you that. Not saying you don’t deserve it…but you don’t deserve to call yourself it yet.”

 

Stacy: “Not mah fault that Harmony had to get herself involved in some drama.”

 

Dawn: “Well then how about I involve myself in that title. You want competition. You want to give people what they want. How about you and me for that title and we see whether you deserve to call yourself champion…at least until Regan shows up.”

 

Stacy: “Yer on…”

 

Dawn: “See you Sunday…”

 

Dawn then walks off as Stacy watches her leave. Kennedy then steps in and stands in the middle of the camera view.

 

Kennedy: “Sorry…just giving everyone want they want…More Kennedy Street!”

 

Kennedy smiles before then walking past Stacy as Stacy watches them leave and just shakes her head before we cut to ringside.

Elisabeth Burke vs. Alexis Quinne

 

The eyes all focus on the stage as Here I Come hit's over the P.A System. The crowd starts to buzz as Alexis Quinne walks out from the back with a wicked smile on her face. She later looks behind her and sees both Grundy and Siouxsie Blade walk out with her with Siouxsie wearing a green, red and yellow mask on her face. The San Francisco native looks at the crowd before laughing a bit manically as she starts her trout down to the ring with Blade following while on the shoulders of Grundy.

I've come here to save you
And I can already taste the kill
Like caressing an angel
Burning up in the atmosphere
And with the blood of a dying star above
My true aesthetic's unwinding
And I'm about to come undone

Alexis rubs her hands together while retaining her smile on her face. Blade and Grundy follow with Grundy grunting out loud and Blade laughing from under her mask. She looks at some of the members of the audience and sticks her tongue out to them in a mocking style. Alexis later walks up the steel steps and enters the ring by going under the bottom rope. Blade and Grundy stay on the outside, to which Grundy frantically starts going after the nearest cameraman.

So don't let me become the one you love
'Cause I'll just take your blood and use you up
I know it's tempting to jump off the edge and fly
But this is not a dream
So don't let me become the one you love

Here I come

Once she enters the ring, Alexis begins to skip around and laugh at the same time. She eventually stops and looks outside the ring to see Grundy's rampage. Blade eventually stops Grundy as Alexis stands in the middle of the ring, waiting for her opponent with a smile.

Adam Sharper: "Another new face, has already made her presence felt before her debut here tonight."

Jonathan Knots: "She is part of the soap box, yes."

There is no dimming of the arena lights, no sudden spotlight, no explosion of pyrotechnics or recorded shattering of glass just the familiar opening cords of Metallica’s most sports stadium friendly hit “Enter Sandman.” When Hetfield finally begins to growl about prayer, sin and one open eye, Elisabeth Burke makes her appearance at the top of the aisle.

Like every Burke before her, Elisabeth Burke is dressed with very little flair in a black women’s tee shirt with the SCW logo splashed across the chest. Her “boots” such as they are, are visible and she starts down the aisle at a trot, exchanging high fives with fans sitting along the aisle – her own smile broadening as she interacts with the crowd.

When she reaches the ring she hops onto the apron, grabs the top rope with her left hand and thrusts her right hand up making her familiar, vaguely “b” shaped hand gesture. Quickly she ducks into the ring, checks the tension of the ropes and backs into her corner where she takes off her shirt and reveals her ring attire: a black cross backed sports bra, black briefs with BURKE across the backside, black sneakers covered by decorated shin guards, knee pads and two sweatbands on either arm.

Hetfield sends the crowd off to never, never land and Burke claps twice, fists pumps to the crowd and backs into the corner with her arms on the top rope to wait on her opponent.

Adam Sharper: "Elisabeth Burke here tonight with something to prove. Both are new, one has just had a few more weeks to carry."

Both women step toward each other and appear to be going for a lock up when Quinne reaches over and smacks Burke in the face. She steps back and laughs as the crowd boos. Burke unaffected with the exception of being openly upset at the insult steps forward going for another lock up. Quinne goes to spin under her but finds her arm caught. She is immediately driven face first into the mat a Burke locks on a vicious armbar, tugging back on the submission. Burke cries out before forcing them both slowly toward the rope where she grabs it to get the lock broken.

Jonathan Knots: "The crazy one showing us quickly she is cocky here in her debut against whoever this is locking on arm bars."

Sharper: "Alexis Quinne. Smacking Elisabeth Burke."

Jonathan Knots: "Sure."

Standing back up Quinne shies back momentarily before raising her arms up for a lock up. Burke steps toward her only for Alexis to duck again, diving for her legs. With the quick double leg sweep she stands over Burke before stomping Burke repeatedly on the head. She lifts Burke up before forcefully pushing her into the ropes before Irish whipping her to the other side. As Burke is coming back she goes for a dropkick which Burke steps aside of. As Quinne kneels over trying to stand back up Burke arm drags over over before immediately following up with a kick to the spine. Quinne yelps while standing up where Burke is quick to grab her and send her into the turnbuckle body first. She bounces back forcefully where Burke is quick to throw her over head with a back suplex before rolling over for the pin cover.

1!

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2!

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Kick out!

Quinne kicks out and rolls over to get to her feet. She turns around only to be snapmared back down into a sitting position. Pulling Quinne's arms back Burke drives her knee into Quinne's spine while pushing back.

Adam Sharper: "Elisabeth Burke is showing us more of her technical abilities here tonight. Little is known about Alexis Quinne with the exception she has a rather unorthodox style."

Jonathan Knots: "I know enough based on her twitter account to know she's insane. I don't see how half of the roster got past the psych evaluations. I honestly think they aren't required anymore."

Quinne begins to scream and squirm angrily and in pain. Unable to break the hold she tries rolling to the side and manages to get just enough momentum going to lessen the tension on her spine. Burke quickly follows her however and changes the maneuver. Spinning with Quinne, she plants herself on her back and locks her arms around Quinne's chin, locking on a camel clutch. Quinne continues screaming angrily.

Adam Sharper: "This may be a short match if Elisabeth can keep this up, she has kept Alexis locked down."

Quinne starts throwing her arms frantically before looking down at Burke's hands locked around her chin. The crowd 'oh's' when she suddenly spins her neck, forcing Burke's hands to be misplaced, up to Quinne's mouth where she starts biting them. The referee begins yelling at her as Burke stands up and backs away screaming. The referee checks on Burke who is clutching her hand.

Jonathan Knots: "End the match! Rabies outbreak! Someone call it in!"

Adam Sharper: "Blatant breaking of rules there, but it did the trick in terms of breaking the hold."

Jonathan Knots: "Lucky for us she didn't break the skin, we'd have that other girl's blood all over the ring."

Quinne stands up and charges Burke from behind, driving her shoulder directly into her spine. Burke slumps forward into the turnbuckle while clutching hard at her back. Quinne begins delivering vicious kicks to the back, before the referee tells her to break it up. Burke slowly leans out of the corner only for Quinne to rush over and leap on her back. Grabbing the top rope Quinne wraps her arm around Burke's head, and drags her face across the top rope until the referee is again forced to break the hold.

Adam Sharper: "She is very adamant about breaking every rule she can."

Jonathan Knots: "Leadership qualities. She's showing us she wants to win."

Laughing to mock the referee, Quinne grabs Burke and runs with her to the other side of the ring, before running her face along the top rope there. She grins before then slamming Burke's face into the mat with a sitting face buster. Not letting off she begins stomping repeatedly as Burke tries to get up from every blow. She manages to ignore the last stomp and get to her feet only to get elbowed in the face for the knock down.

1!

2!

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Burke kicks out. Agitated Quinne lifts her up to her feet and Irish whips her into the ropes. Burke gets a foot up on the second rope stopping herself as Quinne rushes from behind. Seeing her Burke drops over the attempted clothesline before turning right into a belly to belly suplex. Burke quickly drops down for the pin.

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2!

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Kick out.

Burke kneels up before forcing Quinne to her feet. She hits Quinne square in the chest several times with backhand chops before Irish whipping her into the ropes. Quinne is dropped with a dropkick.

1!

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Kick out.

Burke wasting no time rolls over before grabbing Quinne's legs and rolling her onto her belly, applying a Boston Crab.

Adam Sharper: "We offer you the best in SCW and we're proving it here tonight with these two newcomers here going through everything they can put each other through."

Jonathan Knots: "If this is as good as it gets then... Well at least we're not IWC."

Quinne yells while trying to pull herself to the ropes. Finding herself unable to reach them she begins reaching over trying to claw at Burke's legs.

Jonathan Knots: "I think she is trying to find more flesh to bite into."

Adam Sharper: "Could be right for once."

Jonathan Knots: "I'm always right."

Quinne manages to muscle out and pulls one of her legs out from under Burke. Not willing to let go Burke keeps Quinne pinned down with the single leg crab. Using her one free leg Quinne uses the strength in her leg to flip Burke over sideways before grabbing a hold of Burke's ankle. Twisting it as Burke yells out, she locks Burke's legs around her left one, before placing her right foot on Burke's back. Lifting her halfway off the mat she smiles sadistically before curb stomping Burke into the mat. The crowd 'oh's' before Quinne rolls her over for the pin.

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Burke kicks out. Quinne begins to grow impatient, beating her hands into the mat. A thought seems to occur to her, and she turns to Burke before smiling again.

Jonathan Knots: "She just realized she can hurt her more."

Adam Sharper: "That is a two way street, as we've seen Elisabeth Burke can definitely turn the situation around in a pinch."

Lifting Burke up off the mat she swings her head back and slams her back down with a swinging neck breaker.

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2!

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Kick out.

Lifting Burke back to her feet Quinne tries Irish whipping her into the turnbuckle only for Burke to reverse the maneuver. She raises her arms up and catches herself at the corner just as Burke rushes in from behind going for German suplex. Quinn holds on to the top ropes for dear life before Burke realizes she isn't able to forcefully sling Quinn back. As the pressure is let off Quinn raises her arm up and elbows Burke in the face breaking the lock. She the bounces herself off the second turnbuckle before driving a stiff knee to the face. Burke falls over just as Quinn begins climbing the turnbuckle.

Jonathan Knots: "Fly insane one!"

Adam Sharper: High risk, high rewards."

She sticks her tongue out while starring intently at Burke. Leaping off the top rope she hits the Quinnetessential Dream. The crowd gives mixed reactions as she pulls Burke's leg back for the pin.

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2!

...

3!

Jonathan Knots: "And this one is over! Who's next?"

Adam Sharper: "Unique match up as the clash of styles continues it's trend."

Alexis stands up and waves her arms around. The referee goes to raise her arm and she nearly smacks him before he ducks to get away. She continues celebrating to herself momentarily before turning to leave.

We open up backstage to see Shaun Cruze getting ready for his match later in the evening against Jake Starr before we hear a knock at the door and Mr. D steps inside. Cruze looks over and chuckles a bit before looking up.

 

Shaun: “Ah…boss…”

 

Shaun smirks.

 

Mr. D: “Shaun…welcome back.”

 

Shaun: “Why don’t I think you mean it?”

 

Mr. D: “Don’t know. Don’t care. I’m here to pass along some news.”

 

Shaun: “Oh this should be rich.”

 

Mr. D: “Well, it’s news you should be aware of since well, you’re now on your own this Sunday at Apocalypse.”

 

Shaun goes from confident to angry.

 

Shaun: “What?”

 

Mr. D: “Well Hurse is injured…not like Damian is going to give him that contract and well…Porno Lad…he didn’t show up on Supreme Saturday to compete and instead wanted to send a message. His loss. His contract has lapsed.”

 

Shaun: “So I’m three on one.”

 

Mr. D: “Unless you can find some nice people who want to stand by you…It looks like this little group…it can back to their own company…and they don’t have to keep banging their head against a wall here. Have a good night.”

 

Mr. D walks off as Shaun just shakes his head and throws down his kneepad in anger as we cut away.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns to ringside and “This is How a Heart Breaks” plays throughout the arena. The crowd starts to boo as spotlights circle the arena. A few moments pass before CHBK walks out from the back. He looks at the crowd and hears the boos from the crowd. He then continues on his way to the ring. CHBK ignores some of the fans reaching out trying to touch him as he walks over to the steel steps. He walks up them and walks along the apron before entering the ring.

 

Sharper: “The Canadian Heartbreak Kid making his way down to the ring here. This Sunday, he will face his son and Donovan Kayl, while teaming with Ravyn Taylor.”

 

Knots: “Alju is taking some mighty big shots across the bow. He’s just pissing off his dad and not only that, but Ravyn Taylor too. Donovan Kayl is just jumping into a minefield. CHBK and Ravyn are looking forward for this!”

 

CHBK walks across the ring and asks for a microphone. He’s handed one and he turns and walks over to the middle of the ring. The boos only become more pronounced as the music fades. He looks around and smirks before starting to speak.

 

CHBK: “They always say that a father is most proud when his son surpasses him. And some may think that two weeks ago on this program, that my son Alex was able to out-think me. Outplay me. There’s a problem in all of this though.”

 

The crowd boos.

 

CHBK: “I know my son’s track record. 2004, he comes into this ring. He stands alongside me and gets his ass handed to him time and time again by Phoenix and the Mercenaries…all to please dear old dad. Fast forward a couple of years. He’s won the World Tag Team Championship…and the moron that he’s with is able to get lucky more than he can and managed to beat me in a steel cage match at Armed and Dangerous. Fast forward again…and Devon Kayl was more of a son than he ever was. At least he was someone I could be proud of and time and time again, he proved just that.”

 

The crowd boos.

 

CHBK: “The problem is that if he thinks what he did to Ravyn is anything to be proud of…it shows how much he just isn’t my son. At least my daughter, Skylar, she played the game. She sided with Phoenix and helped him beat me. Outstrategized and thought she was doing the right thing. This…this isn’t the right thing. This is just blatant blind revenge and Alex wants to be proud of that. How about winning the World Championship? How about finally getting back to a title as you claimed you would when you returned in the Trios Tournament? How about finally showing that you’re not just another failed son of a famous wrestler-“

 

“Who Wouldn’t Wanna Be Me” plays throughout the arena, cutting off CHBK as he turns only to see his son walking out from the back. The crowd cheers as Alex Desoubrais Jr. locks eyes with his father. CHBK just glares back. Alex Jr. then starts to walk down to the ring.

 

Sharper: “And it looks like we’re going to get another face to face meeting between these two.”

 

Knots: “Let’s hope that Lyman, Kayl and whoever else stays out of this! This is family business! Something the Streets know nothing about!”

 

Alex Desoubrais Jr. walks over to the steel steps and walks up them before entering into the ring. He looks at his father and then walks right past him before going to the corner and being handed a microphone. He takes it and turns back to CHBK. CHBK looks at him and Alex Desoubrais Jr.’s music fades out and the crowd roars a bit.

 

CHBK: “Good…I can now just say this all to your face-“

 

Alex Jr.: “What? That I’m a failure? That I haven’t reached your lofty expectations. I don’t care. After all this time, I don’t care. And I haven’t the moment that you stabbed mom in the back to be with that whore.”

 

The crowd cheers.

 

Alex Jr.: “But now, I finally saw a moment when it wasn’t perfect for you. You’ve always had the game the way you want it. Same with Ravyn. Now…you’re both scrambling.”

 

CHBK: “Shows how little you know.”

 

Alex Jr.: “Oh? How about how everyone you’ve played your mind games with this year…they’ve seen right through it and you’re standing here without a win in 2013. Been in SCW since the start. This is the only year you don’t have a win. Savior! Beat you! Simon Lyman! After all of the talk…he outplayed you. And then Dawn Lohan. The mighty CHBK just can’t keep up. And a victory is a victory. But that’s not all.”

 

CHBK rolls his eyes.

 

Alex Jr.: “This Sunday, with Donovan Kayl, I have someone who wants to see you wiped out from SCW. And I share that vision. See, after all that time waiting on the sidelines, struggling to get to the surface, I now have my chance to do the greatest service I could to his industry and that’s help end your career in SCW. And if I can take Ravyn down with you, even better. It just gets sweeter.”

 

The crowd cheers slowly as CHBK looks at him.

 

Alex Jr.: “That’s the endgame. Because with you not there, I don’t care….I don’t care if you’re going to look over my shoulder. I haven’t for two years. But I’ll always be able to say that I ended the mighty CHBK. But not just in the ring…I outplayed him. Help or not…it looks the same in the end.”

 

CHBK just smirks and steps forward.

 

CHBK: “I’ve heard that speech more times than you’ve had bad excuses. The funny thing Alex…is you said it…you’re trying to get your head above the water. The problem is that half the time, people drown when they do that. Better people than you have tried and failed. So take your shot. Just don’t forget to tell mom that you tried your best when you proved yet again, you couldn’t fill daddy’s footsteps.”

 

Alex Jr. glares at him.

 

CHBK: “And tell Donovan…this is my world. He wants to remove me…he hasn’t even gotten his nose wet.”

 

Alex Jr. smirks.

 

Alex Jr.: “Then why were you running scared last week…See Dad…that act no longer works. You’ve got no more surprises left. Ravyn’s the smart one…and even her…she’s been broken. And you only have to thank yourself…and herself…for playing right into our hands. You said the Streets need to learn the score here. It seems that you finally met your match…and you’re getting your ass handed to you.”

 

CHBK starts to smirk again.

 

Alex Jr.: “At Apocalypse, ten years ago, you won your first SCW World Championship. This Sunday, I’m going to start it all anew again. So laugh, smirk…you know you’re caught. Good luck dad. You’re no longer the symbol of excellence.”

 

Alex Jr. then turns and drops the microphone as CHBK just looks at him, glaring. Alex Jr. smirks before he turns and steps through the ropes and drops down to the floor. The crowd cheers as “Who Wouldn’t Wanna Be Me” starts to play. The crowd continues to cheer as Alex Desoubrais Jr. continues to make his way to the back. CHBK just watches him walk off.

 

Sharper: “That young man has all of the confidence in the world. He has his father right where he wants him.”

 

Knots: “Snivelling brat…He called Ravyn a whore!”

 

Sharper: “And with Donovan Kayl, a firm member of the Street family…he’s got someone on his side who is more than ready to go to war with Ravyn and CHBK this Sunday!”

 

Alex Desoubrais Jr. continues to walk to the back as the crowd looks on. CHBK just watches Alex Jr. walk off as the scene cuts to black.

COMMERCIAL:

We open up in the locker rooms backstage to the Pinnacle locker room. Syren turns to Helms and Tommy.

 

Syren: “Well Jake’s up to his same old BS. Spewing about how we’re not willing to compete. Please…we just have a thought and I’m sick of being on other people’s time!”

 

Helms: “That’s the spirit. I mean, yeah, beating Greg is all great and all. But you’ll do it again this Sunday.”

 

Syren: “Totally.”

 

Tommy: “Looks like a good night. All we need to do is just hold onto these.”

 

Helms: “Give the note to Gable.”

 

Tommy: “Yeah. Let’s see how it goes. He’s stuck with Stalfos…”

 

Syren: “Oh God…and Dollar there. Wear earplugs. Or just knock him out early.”

 

Tommy: “Only if you do the same to Jake.”

 

Syren: “Done.”

 

Helms laughs before there is a knock at the door and the door opens. They turn as Dylan Howell then steps in and Helms, Syren and Tommy turn to him as he just scoffs.

 

Dylan: “Of course they’re not here.”

 

Helms: “Who?”

 

Howell: “Lucas Knight. Who do you expect? Ravyn and CHBK. I’d love to know how this all fits in CHBK’s mentoring of Regan. Get injured and get screwed over.”

 

Tommy: “Whoa, relax there. They’re here…just around.”

 

Howell: “Whatever. Not like any of you did much to help her that night.”

 

Syren: “Whoa…stop there. Welcome to being at the top. We’re always a target and sorry, we can’t be everywhere!”

 

Howell: “You get hurt, all of you run out to help her. Regan…you all just screw off.”

 

Helms: “I would say you leave now. We’re all pissed about Regan. But she’s welcome back with open arms…you….”

 

Howell: “Whatever. You guys are just great help.”

 

Howell turns and storms off as Helms turns back to Syren.

 

Syren: “Wasn’t saying that when I gave Regan my blessing.”

 

Syren shakes her head as the scene fades out.

Matt Auclair vs. Justin Davis

 

The heavy riffs of Malevolent Creation’s “Rebirth of Terror” blast out through the speakers at a volume that likely has every non-death metal fan covering their ears. White lights are pulsing on stage in tune with the song as Matt Auclair storms out onto the stage. Fans in the front row remain silent while those a safe distance away from him start booing. Auclair just scans over the arena with a death glare before storming his way down to the ring. Once at ringside he slides in and heads straight to his corner, where he awaits the bell by impatiently pacing back and forth like a caged animal ready to strike.

Sharper: Matt Auclair looking as intense and angry as ever, ready to do battle tonight on Breakdown with Justin Davis.

Knots: Auclair is the latest and possibly most frightening reminder of why SCW insures of all of its athletes. I think this guy could scare people on Deathrow.

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1....

Once the clock hits 1 the arena becomes a dim black as smoke begins to gather at the top of the ramp. A spoitlight shows up as Justin Davis comes walking out from the back. He stands at the top of the ramp with his head lowered down as his hood from his black hoodie covers his head. After a few seconds and the song becomes more fierce Justin Davis finally lifts his head and yells out "It's My Time!" as he walks down the ramp.

Davis slowly walks down the ramp and once he makes it to the middle of the ramp he picks up the pace and runs down the ramp and slides into the ring. And once he's in the ring he stands in the middle of the ring pumping himself up for the match.

Sharper: Well if Justin is apprehensive about this match at all, he certainly is doing his damnedest not to show the fact.

Knots: He needs to talk to Maddie Chase then, because there is plenty across from Davis in the ring right now to be apprehensive about.

Sharper: Well Maddie Chase is here in the building tonight, but rumor has it she is distracted by trying to find Rachel Foxx with a bowl of chili.

Knots: Leave it to Maddie Chase to come up with an idea that might actually be more hazardous to her health than pissing off Matt Auclair somehow.

The bell sounds and Auclair charges toward Daniels swinging for a hard right, but Davis ducks and and then fires back with lefts and rights of his own driving Auclair back to a corner where the referee forces a break as the fans roar.

Sharper: Give Justin Davis all the credit in the world. What Matt Auclair is capable of is well documented and Justin is not backing down an inch. He came here to fight.

Knots: He has guts for sure, but if that is his game plan with this guy, Davis is another knock out waiting to happen if you ask me. Auclair is an animal.

Auclair barely seems phased at all, rushing right out of the corner as he goes to nail Davis, but Davis again avoids him, connecting with a dropkick the thick left thigh of, Auclair who stumbles back but then regains his footing before coming straight ahead once more and this time cold cocking. Davis landing a powerful elbow to the temple. Davis is spun around from the force of the blow and Auclair takes this opportunity to pound him the back of the head, a powerful forearm dropping Davis face first to the canvas. Auclair stomps away at Davis who wisely rolls right out of the ring under the bottom rope to try and recover on the outside slowly.

Sharper: Davis showing his veteran instincts trying to take a chance to recompose himself on the outside, and taking his time doing so, making Matt Auclair wait while he does.

Davis: Yeah that's a great idea. Auclair is already one of the angriest people to ever step foot in SCW, let's see if you can't do something to piss him off even more Justin, great plan!

Very deliberate in his movement Davis slowly steps back up on the ropes making Auclair just wait more. Unable to control his rage any longer Auclair swings wildly but Davis ducks again, then hits Auclair with a shoulder block to the midsection throught the ropes. Auclair doubles over slightly and Davis takes opening to slingshot himself over the top rope and roll Auclair into a sunset flip to a pinning predicament.


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More incensed than ever, Auclair throws Davis aside powerfully at the count of one, leaving Davis stunned.

Sharper: You have to admit, Justin is holding his own better than anyone we have saw in the ring with Matt Auclair to this point.

Knots: Holding his own? That beast didn't just kick out at 1, he tossed him aside like he is feather at one! But hey the look on Davis's face tells the story better than I can.

Auclair is back on his feet soon, but Davis realizing he can't look on in awe for long bounces off the ropes and nails him with a double knee face buster that has Auclair reeling. Boucing back off the ropes again Davis bowls Auclair over with a clothesline, then flips him over and applies a high angle single leg crab, attempting to work on Auclair's back. The move is only on for a short time though before the incredible strength of Auclair is shown again as he pushes himself off the canvas, and then with one violent twist of his lower body launches Davis off of him into a corner, where the back of Davis's head collides unforgivingly with the top turnbuckle, causing a whiplash effect on the neck of Davis as well. Seeing this Auclair goes in for the killing, pounding Davis in the corner again and again with heavy rights and lefts, all while ignoring the referee.

Sharper: The referee needs to make more of an effort to regain control of this match. We could have a very dangerous situation where Justin Davis is out on his feet here and defenseless.

Knots: The referee needs to just stop the damn match, because it's clear he can't stop Matt Auclair, and who can blame him really.

Sharper: Like it or not, the referee's job is to protect the wrestler's and he is doing a poor job right now of protecting Justin Davis

Knots: That's why I said this thing needs to be stopped.

With Auclair still not paying any attention, the referee starts to count
 

1!
 
2!
 
3!
4!



Suprisingly, Auclair does stop at the count of four long enough to glare at the referee, pushes him backward a few feet, and glare again, effectively intimidating the official who honestly looks terrified now but is still trying to do his job. Auclair turns back to Davis and is meant with discus elbow that rocks him out of the corner, while bringing the fans back to life also. Davis follows up with a leaping STO and a cover

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Auclair pushes him off almost without a care in world again as frustration mounts for Davis.

Sharper: A short two count but a two count just the same as Justin Davis makes progress.

Knots: It just goes to show you how dominating Auclair has been Sharper. We are impressed when Davis keeps him down for a count of two, barely.

Auclair is starting to get up when Davis bounces off the ropes and hits a running, swining neckbreaker. Rather than going for the cover though Davis drops to the mat and tries to lock in the triangle choke. Before the move can really be cinched in however, Auclair throws Davis off and into a corner. Davis tries to rush out this time but pays for it, because Auclair is up quickly and catches him with a lethal spinning back fists that elicits some oohs and ahhs from the fans as they watch Davis crumple to the mat.

Sharper: That could be all she wrote right there folks, wow!

Knots: Not just for the match either. Someone needs to check Davis for a pulse after that shot!

Auclair makes the cover

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A long two count, but Davis does just barely manage to escape, by stretching out and getting his foot in the bottom rope right before the referee's hand hits the canvas for the third time. This only seems to enrage Auclair even more however and he begins to pace back and forth while staring angrily at Davis waiting for him to get up. When Davis makes it his knees, Auclair rears back and throws an Ungodly haymaker at the left temple. Davis is able to dodge this barely though, and in doing so catches Auclair with powerful right cross to the stomach. The punch leaves Auclair doubled over, and Davis takes advantage, scrambling back to his feet, setting Auclair up before he has time to react and bringing the fans out of their seats as he nails the lip sealer and quickly makes the cover in the middle of the ring hooking both legs


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The crowd explodes while the official announcement is being made.

Phillips: Here is your winner......JUSTIN DAVIS!

Davis rolls off of Auclair and wisely to the outside before the big man comes too, where the referee raises his hand on the outside as the overwhelming cheers continue.

Sharper: Auclair swung and missed, and in doing so he left himself wide open. Justin Davis capitalized on that opening and tonight he has become the first person in SCW to pin Matt Auclair here on Breakdown!

Knots: Huge win for Davis, and right after that he did the smartest thing he has did all night too. He got the hell out of dodge before that beast realizes what happened!

 

Davis smiles as he starts to walk to the back. Matt Auclair just looks at him before looking around and then clearly showing his anger.

We cut backstage to see Maddie Chase walking around with her bowl of chili, and still with her chef’s hat on. She starts to turn down a hallway and notices the locker room of the Coalition. She knocks on the door.

 

Knots: “Oh my….she’s going to knock on the door?!”

 

Sharper: “I don’t know how smart that is.”

 

Maddie Chase waits, and waits….and waits some more. She then knocks on the door again.

 

Maddie: “Uh…hello! Anyone in there? You know it’s rude not to open the door when you ordered room service!”

 

Maddie looks at the door. She then pouts a bit.

 

???: “Ah…Maddie!”

 

Maddie turns as Arnold Braunschweiger walks over.

 

Arnold: “What are you DO-ing OO-ver hee-ah?”

 

Maddie: “I’m trying to deliver a special…uh…gift to Rachel Foxx! Congratulations and all that jazz.”

 

Arnold: “Some chee-li?”

 

Maddie: “Uh…yeah!”

 

Arnold: “Can I taste? It smells DE-licious!”

 

Maddie: “Oh…um…I’ll make some fresh for you for Apocalypse! Yeah. You don’t want this….it’s cold…”

 

Arnold: “Then that’s not much of a gift-“

 

Maddie: “But it’s delicious! Uh…um…do you know where Rachel is?”

 

Arnold: “No…soh-rry. I was too busy watching Jacques Christophe trying to pick the lock of our own locker room.”

 

Maddie: “But why…”

 

Arnold: “He was practicing.”

 

Maddie: “Oh…cooool. He’ll need to teach me….actually….can…um….he teach me now?!”

 

Arnold: “I don’t know, but we can try. Let’s go find him!”

 

Maddie: “Okay!”

 

Arnold and Maddie turn and walk off as Arnold can be heard again.

 

Arnold: “Don’t you have a match this Sunday?”

 

Maddie: “Pfft! Giving Rachel my gift is SOOOO more important!”

 

They continue to walk off as we cut away.

COMMERCIAL:

The scene opens up backstage as Ace Marshall walks out of James Evans locker room. He just shakes his head.

 

Ace: “Doesn’t want to give up anger management. Damn. I was hoping I was getting my beer paid for tonight.”

 

Ace just shrugs and continues to walk.

 

Harmony: “You son of a bitch!”

 

Ace: “Oh…maybe my ex is here.”

 

Ace turns and Harmony storms over to him and just clocks him in the jaw with a forearm shot. A couple of officials nearby turn and jog over.

 

Harmony: “What the hell is wrong with you? I had Stacy!”

 

Ace: “Whoa…whoa…I was just trying to get your number! Figured you could have a great night!”

 

Harmony kicks him in the shin. Ace winces.

 

Harmony: “You ever do that again…after everything this month…I will rip something you value off.”

 

Harmony storms off as Ace just watches her walk off.

 

Ace: “Call me sometime!”

 

Ace rubs his shin as the official come over just to ensure nothing more happens.

Breakdown opens up at ringside as “Diamond Eyes” by Shinedown plays throughout the arena. The crowd roars and a few moments pass before William Mason walks out from the back. He takes a few moments before starting to walk down to the ring.

 

Sharper: “William Mason joining us here and this Sunday, he will challenge for the SCW Underground Championship against Tatum McGraw and after the comments this past Saturday, you have to wonder how much more personal this can be.”

 

Knots: “They used to date. Mason has a fundamental hatred of anyone who doesn’t smell the same rose he smells with Kelcey. Tatum is going to have fun this Sunday knocking him around.”

 

Sharper: “What the hell are you talking about?”

 

Mason makes his way to the ring and then walks up the steel steps. He enters inside before walking across the ring and going to the far corner. He’s handed a microphone. He then turns around and walks to the middle of the ring. He looks around as his music fades out.

 

Mason: “This Sunday, I will be walking into this ring ready to spill a lot of blood when I go face to face with the SCW Underground Champion and someone that I know very well, Tatum McGraw.”

 

The crowd roars hearing Tatum’s name.

 

Mason: “I know…I know…this is her home state. This is where she calls home. Where she grew up. Where she once was a pretty good person and someone I called a friend. Then she came out here, having sided with Aiken…reared back and kicked me right where it counts. That was to be it….but the Coalition wasn’t happy with that. It started with Kelcey Wallace and it is only continuing, the Coalition wants to destroy Perfection and for what? Just cause?”

 

Mason pauses for a moment.

 

Mason: “Too bad I am not going to let you or anyone else destroy what Kelcey has worked hard for. Kelcey will have her match with Blitzkrieg. I have you Tatum and two weeks ago, when we were surrounded by steel, I pinned you in the middle of the ring and showed that even you, you’re not invincible and the Coalition is not undefeatable!”

 

The crowd gives a mixed reaction.

 

Mason: “And Tatum, you want to spill my blood even more. Well, this Sunday, I am going to turn the tables on you and show you what happens when you go after something I care very much about. You can sit there and follow Aiken. You can embrace the Underground. You can listen to Rachel. But I will stand across the ring and dish out everything right back to you this Sunday. I will go shot for shot and I WILL do everything I can to end your run as the Underground Champion!”

 

The crowd again gives a mixed reaction, before a roar comes from the crowd and we then see Tatum McGraw slide into the ring from behind. With her is not the Underground Championship but instead, what appears to a bowling bag. Tatum gets up as William turns and sees the big screen before turning and Tatum gets up and catches William in the side of the head with the bag. Mason drops to the mat and Tatum then drops the bag down.

 

Sharper: “Tatum McGraw from behind!”

 

Knots: “What’s she got with her? A bag of tricks?!”

 

Tatum opens the bag, unzipping it before pulling out a car battery and with it, some lengthy leads. The crowd roars as William slowly rolls over and Tatum turns and stomps him in the head. She then drags one half of the leads over and stomps him again. Tatum then turns and spins around and mounts him, but faces his legs before placing one of the leads on his pants. The crowd roars as William writhes, trying to get Tatum off before managing to push her off. William pulls the lead off before getting up and looking at her, shocked before Tatum just stomps him in the head again. The crowd then roars as Kelcey Wallace runs down from the back with El Cuchillo right behind. Tatum backs away as Kelcey Wallace slides in and El Cuchillo too. Tatum drops down to the floor before just glaring at them. She looks around before then going to slide back in, but El Cuchillo heads over and cuts her off, stomping her, before Tatum slides back out.

 

Sharper: “Thank God for Kelcey Wallace. I can’t believe Tatum McGraw would go to that!”

 

Knots: “He was going to give him the shock of a lifetime!”

 

Sharper: “Tatum McGraw only making it more personal and why? Just because she can?!”

 

We then see Blitzkrieg walk out from the back with Aiken by his side. He slowly makes his way down to the ring as Kelcey checks on Mason and Mason slowly starts to get up. Kelcey then turns and looks at the entrance way as Blitzkrieg and Aiken head to the ring. The crowd boos. Blitzkrieg looks up at them as Aiken does as well. We then see officials running out from the back as the crowd boos loudly. The officials run down and immediately get in between Blitzkrieg and the ring and then Tatum McGraw and the ring.

 

Sharper: “Officials coming down and making sure this doesn’t blow further out of order!”

 

Knots: “Come on! Let them fight. Let’s get this settled tonight!”

 

Sharper: “Cardinal Sin on the floor! Perfect World in the ring-“

 

“Hell” then starts to play and the crowd roars. The lights dim.

 

Knots: “Now what?!”

 

Sharper: “Thirteen! He’s scheduled to face off against Blitzkrieg! And I’m being told, that’s going to be next! Thirteen faces Blitzkrieg next here on Breakdown!”

 

Knots: “Now? He can’t get ready!”

 

Sharper: “He’s out now! He’s ready!”

 

Thirteen walks out from the back as the crowd roars. He looks down as Aiken turns and smiles at him and the scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Thirteen vs. Blitzkrieg

 

Breakdown returns and we see Thirteen getting splashed by Blitzkrieg in the corner. The crowd boos and Thirteen falls over and drops to a knee before falling over. He starts to stir. We notice that everyone has been escorted from ringside, aside from Aiken.

 

Sharper: “Welcome back to Breakdown. Thirteen taking on Blitzkrieg, one of our featured matchups here tonight. Blitzkrieg with a tough test to keep his singles undefeated streak together.”

 

Knots: “And everyone is out of here. Security coming out as this match went to start and told them to get out and forcibly got them out of here! One on one then!”

 

Thirteen starts to get up and Blitzkrieg clubs him in the back. Thirteen stumbles away and Blitzkrieg clubs him again. Thirteen turns around to the ropes. Blitzkrieg grabs him and whips him across the ring. Thirteen bounces off and Blitzkrieg goes for a back elbow, but Thirteen ducks. Blitzkrieg turns around as Thirteen bounces off the opposite side and hits a flying shoulder block. The crowd roars. Thirteen gets up and dropkicks Blitzkrieg. Blitzkrieg remains on his feet before falling to the ropes. Thirteen grabs him and kicks him in the ribs before going to whip him across, but Blitzkrieg spins through and sends Thirteen in before launching him in the air off the rebound and Thirteen lands hard, chest and ribs first into the mat before rolling over.

 

Sharper: “And Blitzkrieg just launched Thirteen high into the air and Thirteen just plummets to the mat.”

 

Knots: “No where to go but down. Just like Kelcey Wallace’s career when Blitzkrieg destroys her good looks this Sunday.”

 

Thirteen stirs and Blitzkrieg grabs him, hoisting him up and headbutting him in the back of the head. Thirteen spins around and Blitzkrieg scoops him up and slams him down before going for the pin.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Thirteen kicks out. Blitzkrieg gets up and grabs Thirteen by the hair. He drags him up, but Thirteen nails him with a shot to the ribs. He nails him again and Blitzkrieg knees him in the ribs. He turns and runs into the ropes, but Thirteen then suddenly grabs him and throws him over with a exploder suplex. The crowd roars. Blitzkrieg rolls over and slowly stirs. Thirteen gets up and the crowd cheers. Blitzkrieg gets to his knees and Thirteen runs over and knees him in the side of the head. Blitzkrieg falls back.

 

Sharper: “And Thirteen! What a knee!”

 

Knots: “What about that suplex! He just lifted Blitzkrieg up and over!”

 

Sharper: “And just like that, Thirteen creates his opening. He’s been in there with the best.”

 

Knots: “Well he’s a former World Champion!”

 

Blitzkrieg stirs and Thirteen walks over and stomps him in the head. Blitzkrieg starts to stir. Thirteen backs up as Blitzkrieg finds his feet. Aiken watches as Thirteen turns and bounces off the ropes. He bounces off and Blitzkrieg turns around and Thirteen runs at him and jumps up and dropkicks him in the face. Blitzkrieg falls back to the corner. Thirteen then gets up and chops Blitzkrieg. The crowd woos. He chops him again. More woos. He then grabs him and goes to whip him across. Blitzkrieg stops and goes to pull Thirteen in. Thirteen runs forward as Blitzkrieg steps out of the corner. Thirteen uses his leg to stop him. Blitzkrieg grabs Thirteen, but Thirteen catches him with an elbow to the jaw. Blitzkrieg stumbles back and Thirteen runs up from behind and hits a running bulldog. The crowd roars. Thirteen rolls Blitzkrieg over and goes for the pin.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Blitzkrieg powers out and Thirteen rolls over. Both get up and Thirteen grabs Blitzkrieg and locks him in a front face lock before kneeing him in the ribs. He rears back and knees him in the chest.

 

Sharper: “Thirteen has Blitzkrieg by the head. I don’t know if it’s for control or he’s thinking of a suplex.”

 

Knots: “Probably the first. He’s just trying to keep Blitzkrieg somewhere safe. Like that’s possible!”

 

Sharper: “And the scary part is that Thirteen has been in there with a lot of top stars. Kelcey Wallace has to deal with a different beast, at least here in SCW, against Blitzkrieg.”

 

Thirteen holds on and keeps hold of his head before kneeing him again. He then hooks Blitzkrieg’s arm. He turns and then snap suplexes him over. The crowd roars. Thirteen goes for the pin.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Blitzkrieg kicks out. Thirteen then turns and grabs at the arm. Blitzkrieg tries to fight him off. Thirteen tries to go for an armbar, but Blitzkrieg holds his hands together before then reaching up and shoving him back. Thirteen rolls through and both get up and Blitzkrieg manages to boot Thirteen in the head. Thirteen rolls over and gets up and Blitzkrieg hoists him up and hits a sidewalk slam and then pulls back on the legs.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Thirteen kicks out. He rolls over and Blitzkrieg just looks at him as Aiken yells at Blitzkrieg to put him away.

 

Sharper: “Aiken is getting restless.”

 

Knots: “It’s not him restless. He wants Blitzkrieg to put on the exclamation point!”

 

Sharper: “Blitzkrieg slowly getting up and Thirteen in a bad way after that slam.”

 

Blitzkrieg turns and grabs Thirteen. He lifts him up and headbutts him. Thirteen stumbles back. Blitzkrieg then grabs Thirteen and goes to whip him into the ropes, but Thirteen stops and tries to pull Blitzkrieg across. He just stops and pulls Thirteen back, but the referee trying to get out of the way, trips on Thirteen. Thirteen turns around and Blitzkrieg kicks him in the ribs. He then pulls him in for the Rigormortis as the referee holds his ankle in pain, slowly stirring. Thirteen counters as Blitzkrieg lifts him up, but Thirteen then slides down and hits an STO. He then slowly gets up as the crowd boos. Thirteen turns around as Devon Kayl slides into the ring.

 

Knots: “Hey! We got company!”

 

Sharper: “Devon Kayl! Come on! Not again! Another run-in by him! Another cheap shot!”

 

Kayl kicks Thirteen in the ribs as he turns around. Kayl grabs him by the head and goes for what seems like a neckbreaker before then hitting the Kayl-KO. The crowd ohs and Thirteen falls to the mat. Kayl then drops down and rolls to the floor. Blitzkrieg stirs as Thirteen is down. The referee stirs and Blitzkrieg starts to get up and looks around. Aiken just points at Thirteen and Blitzkrieg grabs him and hoists him up. He then places Thirteen’s head between his legs and then lifts him up before hitting the Rigor Mortis. The crowd ohs and Blitzkrieg leans forward as the referee moves over into position.

 

1!

 

2!

 

3!

 

The crowd boos as Blitzkrieg then pushes off of Thirteen. Aiken climbs up the steel steps and enters the ring. Kayl gets up from ringside and starts to back away from the ring before smirking and then jogging off.

 

Sharper: “Blitzkrieg doesn’t even know of Kayl’s interference and I doubt he cares.”

 

Knots: “He’s still undefeated and Kelcey Wallace has to deal with that monster this Sunday! You saw the look she gave him earlier!”

 

Sharper: “Kelcey Wallace better be careful. Blitzkrieg continues to just dominate!”

 

Knots: “He even beat a former World Champion.”

 

Thirteen remains down as Blitzkrieg stands in the ring, looking around. Aiken just points to him as the crowd boos. The scene then slowly fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

We open up backstage and the crowd boos as we see Devon Kayl walking down a hallway. He continues to walk down before someone calls out his name.

 

???: “Devon!”

 

Devon stops and turns around before we see Mr. D walking up to him. The crowd cheers seeing him.

 

Mr. D: “Devon, busy again tonight, I see.”

 

Kayl: “Just making an impact. Something you used to respect.”

 

Mr. D: “And I do respect impacts. But I don’t respect people who duck a match.”

 

Kayl: “I showed up. I just chose to forfeit.”

 

Mr. D: “And that’s fine. And that’s why I’m here. See, if I’m not mistaken, your contract is coming up in the next couple of weeks.”

 

Kayl: “Ah…yeah….”

 

Mr. D: “Now, feel free to just not resign, but then you can prove that you never did reach the pinnacle, but I have a new contract for you to sign. But with all of the competition, I’d rather spend SCW’s budget on people who compete.”

 

Kayl just looks at Mr. D. with shock.

 

Kayl: “Hey! I’ve drawn money for-“

 

Mr. D: “-and others will for me too. See, this is how it’s going to work. You want to piss people off, you’re going to deal with the consequences. Thirteen…Howell…you face them both this Sunday. Fail to compete in that match, and I rescind my contract offer. I will not be signing it and notarizing it until after. Call it a bit of a guarantee. I hope you can deal with the consequences.”

 

Kayl just looks at Mr. D in shock as the crowd roars. Mr. D then walks past and Kayl looks down.

 

Sharper: “He’s going to have to deal with it!”

 

Knots: “That’s not fair! He’s saving himself for the big opportunity!”

Merrick Wiseman vs. Havoc Warrior Exodus

 

The lone riffs of a single guitar echo the familiar chords that herald the entrance of SCW`s peacekeeper before we hear a voice begin that fateful entrance.

It's all the same, only the names will change 
Everyday it seems we're wasting away 
Another place where the faces are so cold 
I'd drive all night just to get back home

From the curtain emerges Merrick Wiseman. His head down, his long coat waving a little, the camera closing in for a second on the light playing on his silver Texas Ranger badge, and his hands tracing along his guns. 

I'm a cowboy, on a steel horse I ride 
I'm wanted dead or alive 
Wanted dead or alive 

Sharper: (singing) Dead or Alive!

Knots: Oh hell no old man...you are not going to sing with the idiots in this crowd. I think I'd rather listen to Stacy Kissinger.

Sharper: I'm sure that could be arranged before the night is over.

Knots: On second thought, just get me one of his guns so I can shoot myself now.

The crowd sings along the chorus as Merrick slowly raises his head, showing his masked face. He suddenly draws one of his pistols and fires into the air and at the ring apron down the ramp as the crowd goes nuts.

Sometimes I sleep, sometimes it's not for days 
And the people I meet always go their separate ways 
Sometimes you tell the day 
By the bottle that you drink 
And times when you're alone all you do is think 

As he walks down the ramp, Wiseman keeps his eyes focused on the ring and for any signs of trouble. Meanwhile, he reaches into his belt, taking out bullet after bullet and reloading his gun. Just about when he is done, he has reached the ring and loads the barrel. 

Now I walk these streets, this six string in my hand 
Still playin' for keeps, cause I might not make it back, 
I been everywhere, and I'm standing tall 
I've seen a million faces (seen an awful lot of faces)

Wiseman pulls back the hammer and suddenly crouches down and pulls up the ring apron, pointing his gun inside.

And I’ve rocked them all!

Standing up, he twirls his gun and puts it back in the holster. He walks up the stairs, slowly taking off his gun belt, which he leaves draped over the back of the turnbuckle. He takes off his coat, placing it on the metal pole. He gets into the ring and raises his hands for the referee to make sure he isn’t carrying anymore bullets or guns. The ref clears him and he takes off his hat slowly for the audience before tossing it cleanly on the pole.

I'm a cowboy, I got the night on my side 
I'm wanted (wanted) dead or alive 
And I ride, dead or alive

Merrick leans on the ropes staring at what awaits him in the ring. 

I still drive, dead or alive

Sharper: Here is a Ladies and Gentlemen, the man who has sworn to bring law and order back to SCW, Merrick Wiseman. He says the laws are simple: Don't cheat, Don't steal, and Don't interfere.

Knots: Blah blah, blah blah, blah blah. He looks like he is getting ready to play cowboys and indians instead of getting to wrestle. If he really thinks people are going to listen to that nonsense though, I have a fourth “Don't” he ought to try.

Sharper: Almost positive I am going to regret asking but what is the fourth Don't you have in mind for Merrick Wiseman.

Knots: Don't bother.

Wiseman is looking toward the entrance when the arena settles into a quiet darkness, broken only by the murmurs of anticipation. Synchronized green, blue and white lights pulse to the opening notes of "Prepare for Attack" by Havok. They beat continuously to the song’s tempo, blurring together when the biting guitar riff picks up speed under the main chords. A pyro effect is timed to go off as soon as the drums go into a full-throttled double kick, followed by smaller, fiery explosions for each chord change. 

It is at this point that Exodus makes his way past the curtain and onto the ramp. He screams and extends his chest while the fire form the pyro and the cheers of the crowd explode around him. With a determined look on his face and drive behind his steps, he makes his way down towards the arena. He ignores the camera and the fans during his march to the ring, not out of callousness, but because they are fleeting; his energy is channelled towards the impeding combat. With his eyes fixated on the ring, he climbs on the apron and tugs the rope twice before entering. 

He immediately runs the length of the ring to the opposite turnbuckle and climbs it, raising his hands into the air and holding his head back for a moment, absorbing the cries of approval from the crowd before beating his chest and letting out another roar. He jumps down and makes his way to opposite corner and repeats this ritual, before finally heading into his own corner and pacing it, like a wild beast, while awaiting the ring of the bell.

Sharper: Listen to the fans roar for Havok Warrior Exodus here tonight in Dallas!

Knots: Why shouldn't they be excited? The indian has just shown up with all of his paint on, ready to go to war with the cowboy yay!

Sharper: Could you be anymore sarcastic?

Knots: Challenge accepted!

The bell is called for and Exodus starts out quickly rushing Wiseman with a running clothesline. Wiseman has this well scouted however and sidesteps before smashing Exodus to the canvas face first following a drop toe hold. Being the much quicker of the two men, Wiseman pounces and cinches in a side head lock on the mat, keeping his much more powerful opponent grounded while Exodus pounds on the canvas in frustration.

Sharper: Sound strategy employed by Merrick Wiseman in the early going, keeping the powerhouse Havoc Warrior Exodus grounded.

Knots: Cowboy takes the early lead, yee haw!

Exodus continues to pound on the mat and powers himself up to a standing position before hitting a belly-to-back suplex. Exodus turns over and gets the first cover of the match

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Sharper: Havoc Warrior Exodus perhaps a little premature with the cover, unable to even get a two count.

Knots: Nah, that's not the problem. He needed to hold the tights in order to keep him down.

Sharper: So you are just going to outright advocate taking shortcuts now, and not try to hide at all?

Knots:It's all part of my charm.

Exodus is up, and brings Wiseman to his feet as well. Feeling a surge of adrenaline Exodus fires Wiseman into the ropes and bounces off the opposite side before lunging through the air and driving Wiseman back down with a devastating shoulder tackle. Pulling Wiseman right back up a second time, Exodus sends him for the ride again. This time however Wiseman hangs on the ropes, and Exodus hits the canvas hard himself on his face and chest after trying another shoulder tackle that does not hit the mark. Taking the stance of a bare knuckle boxer and biding his time, Wiseman waits for Exodus to pull himself back to his feet, then goes on the attack with right jabs that leave Exodus stumbling as Wiseman circles him.

Sharper: Havoc Warrior Exodus went to the well one too many times, and now Merrick Wiseman is making him pay.

Knots: Exodus looks like you do after you have half a gin and tonic Sharper!

Having Exodus groggy now, Wiseman continues to go to work grabbing him by the arm, and about taking his head off with a short arm clothesline. As Exodus in positioned perfectly in the center of the ring, Wiseman goes back to mat, this time Locking in his version of the Camel Clutch, Iron Cuffs. Havoc shrieks out in agony, but the more he fights, the more Wiseman wrenches back on the devastating hold. Exodus being the more powerful of the two men does manage to pull himself within reach of the ropes. Seeing this Wiseman astutely lets him go before he grabs the ropes, so he is not forced by the referee to back off, allowing Exodus time to recover. Instead Wiseman is able to stay on the attack, and picks Exodus up, hitting a spinning back suplex followed by an immediate cover.

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Still in control, Wiseman quickly yanks Exodus back up and after an Irish whip swings with a running clothesline. Exodus ducks underneath though and then bounces of the ropes behind Wiseman before coming back and showing off his impressive power catching Wiseman by surprise with a waistlock and delivering a thunderous belly-to-belly suplex and then making a cover himself as the crowd really starts to get into the match behind both men.

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Sharper: Each guy coming close but seeing the other escape just in time.

Knots: Listen to the idiots in the crowd, they are so confused they are cheering for both of them.

Sharper: I think they just appreciate two guys wrestling each other in a clean, competitive match for a change.

Knots: I'll appreciate this match when it is finally over!

Wasting little time to try and capitalize being in the driver's seat again, Exodus lifts Wiseman to his feet and applies a suffocating bear hug.

Sharper: Havoc Warrior Exodus wrapping his huge arms around the body of Merrick Wiseman, trying to squeeze the air out of him like a boa constrictor. It might only be a matter of time now.

Knots: Looks to me like Wiseman already slipped away. Let's just go ahead and ring the bell.

The referee is checking on Wiseman in the middle of the ring, and he does indeed look to be fading fast while the crowd tries to spur him on. When the referee lifts his arm however, Wiseman digs down deep and fights back, head butting Exodus three straight times, and causing him to break the hold. A quick kick to the stomach later, and Wiseman snaps off a DDT before collapsing next to Exodus, leaving both men down in the middle of the ring. The referee counts with both down until six, when Wiseman turns over and makes the cover

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Wiseman is slowly up to his feet and holds his arms up in victory, but the referee waves this off, explaining to Wiseman that Exodus barely got a shoulder up before the three. Wiseman wastes no time, going outside to the apron, climbing to the top rope and leaping off with flying elbow to put the match away. The crowd explodes again though when Exodus avoids the contact rolling out of the way.

Sharper: This one is up for grabs folks and what an outstanding match these two have given us back and forth.

Knots: The damn match should be over! The referee counted to three, and apparently he is the only one who doesn't know it!

Exodus slowly pulls himself up again with the aid of the ropes then leans down to pull Wiseman up, but Wiseman hooks him into a small package.


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The crowd roars in appreciation for both men, and this time the referee raises the arm of Wiseman while he is still on the mat.


Phillips: Here is your winner........MERRICK WISEMAN!

We open up backstage and the crowd boos as Ravyn Taylor is seen walking down the hallway and noticeable without CHBK. Ravyn takes a few steps before stopping and taking a deep breath before then walking over, almost nervous as she walks over to Donovan Kayl. The officials Kayl is talking to stop and Kayl turns around.

 

Ravyn: “Excuse me. May we have a moment?”

 

Donovan: “What do you want, Ravyn?”

 

Ravyn: “Look…I know his son has made this about him…and Alex has let him…but I know this is about you. It’s just as much about me too. Do you honestly think that I deserved what Alex did to me?”

 

Donovan scoffs a bit, taking a moment before looking up.

 

Donovan: “I think he stopped too soon. The only way people like you and CHBK are going to learn is if someone not only beats them at their own game, but destroys you at it. Chess Grandmasters only stop when they are so humiliated that they know its futile to rebuild their reputation. That is what Alex and I are just doing to you. You have the sad fate of having to watch it happen and accept it. And trust me…you’re just the prize. It’s Alex I’d love to take down.”

 

Ravyn: “Well, good. I now know what you want. And well, congratulations. You got me. You and Alex and Simon and Trinity…you got me. But that’s just a check. Not mate.”

 

Donovan just smirks.

 

Ravyn: “So unless you want to just clock me in the head now and take me out. Be careful what happens when you piss me off.”

 

Donovan: “Piss you off. I’m not the one with clammy hands. I’m not the one here trying to sound bigger than they are. I’m not the one trying to convince myself of anything. Goodbye Ravyn…enjoy your last few days of relevance. Pass those same regards to CHBK.”

 

Donovan turns and walks off as Ravyn just glares at him. She shakes her head as she then looks up.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns as we open up backstage to see Greg Cherry in the backstage area by himself. The crowd boos seeing him and he just looks away for a moment smiling before turning to the camera.

 

Greg: “Did I upset you Jake?”

 

The crowd boos more.

 

Greg: “See Jake, this is just something that too many people don’t do anymore. You included. You’re just too ready to run out there and get those fans all happy. Syren and I…we knew exactly what Supreme Saturday was supposed to be and we made it clear that we weren’t going to just play the game, have a match, when we’re having that this Sunday. The main difference….the Thunderdome…and you’re in the way. I don’t think I have to come out here and talk about what it would do for ME….if I was able to beat both you and Syren in that ring. THAT is exactly what I’m going to do and I’m going to put myself in the best position to do just that.”

 

Greg pauses.

 

Greg: “So Jake…you invite me out there to watch. I’ll come out and I’ll watch. And I’ll watch you be a total moron for giving a damn what these fans want. And I’ll laugh when I watch you and Shaun tear the house down…knowing full well, to win this Sunday, you’re going to have to do it again….See you later Jake.”

 

Greg smirks as he turns and looks down and smiles, chuckling a bit. He nods before turning and walking away from the camera as the crowd continues to boo. We then cut to a shot of the arena.

We open up at the arena and get a wide shot before going down to ringside and we see Jonathan Knots and Adam Sharper at ringside, at the announce table.

 

Sharper: “Looks like we may have a full house later tonight here at ringside when Jake Starr faces off against Shaun Cruze.”

 

Knots: “Jake again doesn’t know when to shut up and he’s got no one to blame but himself if this goes sideways!”

 

Sharper: “And of course, Greg Cherry will face off against Jake Starr and Syren in the first ever elimination Thunderdome match. This Sunday though, we originally were going to see Regan Street and Shilo Valiant face off for the World Championship.”

 

Knots: “Devon Kayl ended that hope…stupid…stupid man.”

 

Sharper: “Well Regan Street had a chance to vent, so to speak. Jim Dawson was sent to Regan Street’s home in California to get her comments while she is at home, recovering from her broken leg. Let’s show you that footage now.”

 

The Breakdown logo comes up on the screen.

 

We open up with a shot of Regan Street’s leg, immobilized thanks to the cast on it, which is extended onto an ottoman in front of her. The camera pans back to show Regan Street, clearly showing her anger and frustration as she just glares at Jim Dawson. The camera then pans out to show Jim Dawson standing across from her.

 

Dawson: “I am Jim Dawson and I am here with Regan Street, the individual who was scheduled to challenge for the SCW World Championship this Sunday before an injury forced her to step aside for the time being. She is also the SCW Women’s Champion. Regan…thank you for having me.”

 

Regan scoffs and turns to Dawson.

 

Regan: “And funny enough, if I was getting that shot, you wouldn’t be sitting there across from me.”

 

Dawson: “Fair enough…”

 

Regan: “Listen here. I don’t care about this nice act. I know this is just their way of feeling they owe me something.”

 

Dawson: “Well firstly, if you don’t mind-“

 

Regan: “I do…”

 

Dawson pauses and gulps a bit.

 

Dawson: “I was going to ask your thoughts on the decision made by our acting authority with regards to your title shot.”

 

Regan: “I think it’s a crock of crap. I get screwed out of my title shot because Devon Kayl, a man who finally realized he’s been a WASTE of space in this company. Someone who’s only thing known for by everyone in the back is that he can talk and never shut up and never say anything worth a damn…he came after me. And what happens to him? It’s business as usual. September 15th was going to be the day that I get my World Championship back. Pinnacle gets the title back. A STREET is on top of the company AGAIN. And because I’m injured, I have to step aside and watch someone…someone I used to call an ally get my shot.”

 

Dawson: “Well, what are your thoughts on Rachel Foxx getting the shot? You mentioned it…you two were part of the Hell’s Belles together.”

 

Regan takes a deep breath, clearly holding something back, her initial response.

 

Regan: “You know, part of me wants to be happy for her. I know this is what she wanted. But if she succeeds…I get screwed out of destroying that dumbass clown and saying I beat entertainment all by myself. Marina Trent…made her tap and scream in pain in front of the world to get that Women’s Championship..you know, the one that that singing troll Stacy Kissinger is holding and BOTH you and I know that she couldn’t last five minutes with me, let alone hold that belt! She needed an overgrown manchild just to have a chance against Harmony, someone who couldn’t keep up with me months ago!”

 

Regan pauses for a moment and leans forward a bit.

 

Regan: “I wanted to make Shilo tap. I wanted to see all of his fans cry when I beat him in that ring just like I beat Marina for the Women’s Championship….would be coming full circle. And Rachel may rob me of that. And part of me may be happy. Most of me will regret what couldn’t be and will just wait to get my hands on Rachel Foxx and answer a question everyone should be wondering…who is the strongest Belle. Not Brittany…and it wouldn’t be Foxx. Sorry, Rachel…you’re target if you win. Nothing more. You’re holding what is mine if you win, just like Shilo is now! THAT is MINE!”

 

Dawson: “What about Devon Kayl? You mentioned that he’s getting off the hook. He will be facing Dylan Howell this Sunday, along with Thirteen.”

 

Regan scoffs again.

 

Regan: “Yeah, the same Thirteen that is nothing more than Shilo realizing that he’s screwed if he faces me. He’s going to run over and now be the bodyguard. How pathetic for him. If he’s smart, he stays out of Dylan’s way. I don’t think I need to say much more than the fact that he’s pissed off. He’s pissed off at SCW. He’s pissed off at Devon…We both are and we’re coming for blood.”

 

Dawson: “Wait…I thought he was-“

 

Regan: “Shut up….At this point, I don’t think he’s worrying that much about that, except to make a statement to Kayl that his bull[bleep] is going to end. And if Dylan wants to leave me some scraps, I’ll show him just how stupid he is. This Sunday was going to be MY night…and if I can’t have my night…then a lot of people are going to be hoping to God I never come back.”

 

Dawson: “We-“

 

Regan: “Shut up. Or I’ll use you to make my statement today.”

 

Dawson just leans back as Regan starts to lean forward almost getting up and getting right into Dawson’s face.

 

Regan: “This leg…it’s going to heel. It’s only delayed the inevitable. What this Sunday is going to determine is who is taking the spray paint and painting that target on their back. I will be Women’s Champion. I never lost it. I will destroy Devon Kayl. And I will be World Champion, whomever is holding that title then. They are just that…holding it…for me….And to Mr. D…You better give me my title shot when I return. You want to threaten Dylan Howell…I’ll give you a better one. You screw with me…I will make all that crap with Thirteen look like nothing. I will make you MY BITCH…until I get what I deserve. Am I clear? SCW has unleashed the Hellcat…and I will strike…”

 

Dawson just continues to sit back as Regan then slowly sits down.

 

Regan: “Get the hell out of my house.”

 

Regan just leans back and looks around, clearly trying to calm herself back down. Dawson slowly gets up and looks at her. Regan just glares at him and gives him a death stare as Dawson turns to the camera and nods before starting to walk off. Regan leans back in her chair before the Breakdown logo comes up on the screen.

The scene opens up in the backstage area as we see Dylan Howell standing next to Jessica Winters. The crowd boos more seeing him as Dylan just looks up while rubbing his hands.

 

Jessica: “Dylan, we just saw the sitdown interview between Regan Street and Jim Dawson and she said that you were out for blood this Sunday against Devon Kayl. Is that a fair statement?”

 

Dylan looks down and turns to Jessica.

 

Dylan: “That may be putting mildly. I think it’s laughable that tonight, our so called boss, actually now thinks he’s doing something, going over to Kayl and telling him that if he forfeits another match, he’ll be fired. Too little too late. Especially since he just had to come to me and I’d have told him that whether Devon likes it or not, I was going to drag him down to the ring by his neck if I had to. This Sunday, I am going to make sure Devon Kayl realizes the gravity of what he’s done. He talks about making an impact. Keeping eyes on him. Plays with pyro, goes after Regan’s knee. He’s been playing with fire and he will be burned tonight.”

 

Dylan pauses.

 

Jessica: “And what about Thirteen’s involvement in this match as well.”

 

Howell scoffs and chuckles a bit.

 

Howell: “I don’t know why he’s there. What? To protect Shilo? To waste space. He is in my way this Sunday. See, all SCW had to do was deliver Kayl on a silver platter to me and they couldn’t even do this. This company is a joke. It’s all about chaos and that crap. All I can say…Thirteen…step aside. I honestly hope that you got some injury tonight against Blitzkrieg just so I don’t have to even give a damn about your emo ass being there! Tonight, I’m going to make sure Devon Kayl finds out just how stupid he is. And then, I will be right here waiting for this company to make sure they do the right thing. Regan Street gets her shot. She doesn’t….they won’t be worrying about me blocking them on twitter and people thinking that’s a big deal. They’re going to find out you don’t mess with Regan Street!”

 

Howell turns and starts to walk away, before Jessica calls out again.

 

Jessica: “Dylan…one more question! What of Pinnacle?!”

 

Howell however just keeps walking off as Jessica watches him leave before turning back to the camera.

 

Jessica: “Howell focused on this Sunday…Devon Kayl may have a long night and Thirteen…he may be the wildcard.”

 

Sharper: “Thank you Jessica. And still much to come, but next…”

“Rescue Me” plays throughout the arena and the Breakdown logo comes up. We then see a shot of A$AP Smash and A$AP Scrappy versus James Evans and Ace Marshall.

 

Knots: “We’re going to have some fun! My buddy Ace will be here.”

 

Sharper: “James Evans and Ace Marshall will be in tag team action against the A$AP Soldiers, next, here on Breakdown!”

 

The scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

James Evans & Ace Marshall vs. A$AP Soldiers (A$AP Scrappy & A$AP Smash)

 

Whatchu Want Son?
This is my lane, this is my fame get out of the way
Whatchu Want Hun?
This is my raid, this is my stage, get out of my face

"Whatchu Want" by Belief hits the Pa system and out runs A$AP Scrappy hype as hell jumping up and down as A$AP Smash walks out looking pissed off just staring out into the crowd. They walk down the ramp slapping fans hands on separate sides of the ramp as they walk down. Scrappy sprints and slides into the ring as Smash just walks up the steel steps to climb between the ropes. Scrappy jumps up onto the turnbuckles waving his hands up to pump up the crowd as Smash takes off his chain, sets it in the corner under the bottom turnbuckle, and starts to crack his neck and his knuckles while waiting for the match to begin.

 

Sharper: “A$AP Scrappy with a big opportunity this Sunday. He could walk away the SCW Adrenaline Champion.”

 

Knots: “Maybe in his dreams. Come on? You don’t think someone like Scrappy could outwrestle someone like Thomas Watson?”

 

Sharper: “I do in fact. That’s the greatness about SCW. Anyone can be a winner. One move. One decision. That can do it all. Anyone can beat anyone.”

 

A countdown starts on the titantron in fast progression from five to one before "Hail to the king" hits the speakers and the spotlights start to spin and focus in on the stage. At the top of the ramp Ace Marshall walks out from behind the curtain before pausing, showing off to the crowd as smoke starts coming up around him. He snaps his figures and bobs his head before pointing out to the crowd.

Reaching the ring he slides in before standing up and running his hands through his hair while looking down at the mat. He climbs up a random corner before looking out into the crowd while thrusting an arm up while giving a hand sign. It's different this week. Dropping down after a moment he turns his back to the crowd in anticipation of the match. "Forfeit" begins to blare through the PA system and the crowd begins cheering as the arena lights begin to flicker along with the beat of the music. Out from behind the curtain comes James Evans, decked out in black hoodie, with the hood over his head, walking slowly. James keeps his eyes focused on the ring. James stands outside of the ring, keeping his hands in the pockets of his hoodie. He then turns and stares out at the crowd. James slides in underneath the bottom rope. James slowly stands up, then walks to the opposite corner and climbs the top rope, then slowly removes his hood and stares out at the crowd as they continue to cheer. He smirks at them, before hopping off of the top rope and waiting for the match to begin.

 

Knots: “Well Scrappy may have a chance this Sunday…he’s facing off against one of the greatest in Ace Marshall and a pissed off son of a gun in James Evans.”

 

Sharper: “And we will see what happens here. Tag Team action on Breakdown tonight.”

 

The bell sounds and Smash stays in the ring. Ace turns to James and tells him that he’s got it. James rolls his eyes and exits the ring. Ace then turns around and Smash grabs him and throws him across and into the A$AP corner. Smash then nails him with a shot to the ribs and then another and then a shot to the jaw. Ace stumbles out of the corner and walks along the ropes. He turns around and Smash nails him with another shot, knocking him back. Ace falls back into the neutral corner and Smash moves in and nails him with another body blow and then a hard right. He grabs him and whips him across the ring. Ace hits the opposite corner and Smash runs across and goes for a running body avalanche, but Ace’s eyes widen and he dives out of the way. Smash goes chest first and Ace rolls over and gets up and Smash turns around and Ace dropkicks him in the face, knocking him down. Smash gets back up and Ace runs over and clotheslines him over the top rope to the floor. Ace then turns around and poses for the crowd a bit as the crowd gives him a mixed reaction. Smash slowly gets up as Scrappy encourages him. He turns around and slides back in and Ace notices this before quickly making the tag.

 

Sharper: “Ace getting Smash down, but he’s right back up.”

 

Knots: “And time for James to get some frustrations out!”

 

James enters and he turns and runs over to Smash. Smash catches a boot to the chest before Smash gets up and James nails him with a hard right and then a chop. The crowd woos. James then whips him across the ring. Smash bounces off and James jumps up and hits a flying clothesline, knocking him down. He goes for the pin.

 

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Smash kicks out. Both get up and James kicks him in the ribs again. He then hooks him up and goes for a vertical suplex, but Smash blocks it. James tries again, but Smash hoists him up and just throws him forward, chest first into the mat. James starts to get up and Smash runs over and clotheslines him down. Smash then turns and tags in Scrappy. The crowd cheers a bit as Scrappy climbs to the top rope. Smash then scoops James up and slams him down and Scrappy dives off with an elbow drop. The crowd roars and Scrappy goes for the pin.

 

Sharper: “A bit of double-team. James Evans in trouble! The cover!”

 

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James kicks out. Scrappy gets up and stomps him in the side. James rolls over. Scrappy stomps him again. James manages to get up and Scrappy nails him with a hard right. He then whips him into the ropes. James bounces off and Scrappy hits James with a spinning heel kick. He turns and follows up with a pin.

 

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James kicks out again. Both get up and Scrappy clubs James in the back. He spins him out and into a swinging neckbreaker before he turns and exits to the apron and goes to a neutral corner. He climbs up to the top rope and Ace runs across on the apron and Scrappy goes to stop him, but Ace stomps and smirks. He backs away before James then runs over and grabs Scrappy and hits a belly to belly suplex off the top rope to the middle of the ring.

 

Sharper: “From the top! No way to break your fall. Just falling right to the ring! Great suplex!”

 

Knots: “And great move by Ace. Scrappy can’t focus on just one thing, so there you go! Use it!”

 

Scrappy winces and James starts to get up. He then grabs Scrappy and lifts him up before hitting a DDT. He rolls him over and goes for the pin.

 

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Scrappy gets his shoulder up. James then gets up and lifts him up. He scoops him up and walks around the ring, with Scrappy on his shoulder. Smash goes to grab at Scrappy’s leg, but James pulls him away and hits a powerslam. He then goes for the pin.

 

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Smash breaks it up. James looks up and Ace then enters and Smash however just nails him with a jab, knocking him back, getting some laughs from the crowd. Smash just shakes his head as he walks back to his corner. James then grabs Scrappy and drags him up, but Scrappy nails him with a shot to the ribs and then another. James knees him in the stomach before tagging in Ace. Ace enters the ring and kicks Scrappy in the ribs.

 

Sharper: “Ace now back in. Scrappy fighting. He’s trying to get out of that bad area of the ring!”

 

Knots: “He’s just trying to stop the beat down by James at this point.”

 

Ace nails him with a hard right. Scrappy falls back to the ropes. Ace then whips him into the ropes. Scrappy bounces off. Ace runs at him and goes for a forearm shot. Scrappy ducks. Ace stops and turns around and Scrappy jumps to the middle rope and dives back with a back elbow. He then rolls over and manages to get to Smash. The crowd roars and Scrappy tags out. Smash enters and Ace goes to go after Scrappy, but Smash nails him with a hard right and then a knee. Ace stumbles back. Smash shoves him back into the corner. He then shoulders him in the ribs and then again and again. Smash backs up and goes to whip Ace out, but instead just hits a short-arm clothesline. Ace rolls over and starts to stir. Smash turns to James, telling him to get in if he wants. James just watches and Smash turns around. He then grabs Ace and scoops him up onto his shoulder. He walks around, but Ace then rakes the eyes of Smash. Ace then turns and hits an STO backbreaker.

 

Knots: “That’s a counter! Just drop him down to the mat. He’s the same size as everyone else!”

 

Sharper: “Backbreaker has briefly immobilized the big man and Ace Marshall has an opening.”

 

Smash however stirs and Ace then runs over and nails Scrappy with a hard right, knocking him off the apron. Scrappy rolls over and Ace smirks before he turns around and Smash then nails him again with a shot to the ribs. Ace falls over and reaches for the tag. Smash however grabs him by the leg and pulls him back. Ace then kicks Smash in the head. He rolls over and gets up and runs into the ropes. Scrappy enters the ring to go after Ace, but the referee tells him to get back and James enters as Ace jumps up and nails Smash with the Shotgun Kick. The crowd ohs. Ace goes for the pin as Scrappy gets up and James runs over and clotheslines him up and over the top rope to the floor. As this happens, we then see Thomas Watson and Ryan Watson walking down to the ring and Thomas has a steel chair. The referee turns around and sees the pin.

 

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The bell sounds and immediately after the bell, Ryan quickens his pace and James gets up and Ryan nails him with a superkick, knocking him back to the ring. He then turns and rolls him into the ring. Scrappy stirs and Thomas grabs him and Ryan grabs him too and they both roll him in. Thomas then slides in and Ace gets up and quickly falls back rolling to the floor.

 

Sharper: “James and Ace have the win, but the Watsons are here!”

 

Knots: “And I think they have a problem with a few people here. Either that, or they’re working for security, keeping people in the ring!”

 

James stumbles around as Scrappy gets up. He turns and goes after Ryan as he gets up and Scrappy nails him with a hard right and then another and another. He however turns and Thomas nails him with the chair. Scrappy winces and Thomas just looks at him and shakes his head before nailing him in the back with the chair. The crowd ohs. Smash stirs and Thomas turns and nails him again. Ryan then turns and looks at James Evans and shakes his head before he drags him up.

 

Ryan: “You don’t overlook a Watson, mate.”

 

Ace looks in and he then looks around as Ryan starts to hook James up. Ace goes to slide back in, but Thomas raises his chair and Ace quickly dives back to the floor. Ryan then hoists James up and hits the Insubordination Rules. The crowd ohs and boos. Ryan then starts to get up as Ace just watches.

 

Sharper: “What the hell is wrong with Ace? That’s your friend!”

 

Knots: “Well he doesn’t want to get attacked?! This is between the Watsons and the other three guys! Ace is a well-wisher!”

 

Sharper: “Please! Can the man do anything honourable? Is he even a man?!”

 

Ace just looks on as Thomas then drives the chair down into the back of Scrappy again. Thomas then turns and looks at Ace and then the three in the ring and smiles. He says something to Ryan. Ryan just smiles too and the three drop down to the floor and start to walk to the back.

 

Sharper: “And like that, their work is done…”

 

Knots: “Messages sent!”

 

Ace slides back into the ring and he then gets up and looks around before then kicking at James, trying to see if he’s okay. Ryan and Thomas continue on their way to the back.

COMMERCIAL:

We open up again backstage as we see Maddie Chase and Jacques-Christophe Von Doome, with Arnold Braunschweiger in front of the same door we saw earlier. Maddie still has the same bowl of chili, with the chef’s hat. Von Doome meanwhile is working on the lock.

 

Von Doome: “What you need to do, ma belle, is you place inside, you fiddle around…”

 

Maddie: “This is so cool. But…I don’t have a card…..how will she kno….wait…that’s fine. Clearly she’ll know it’s from me. Totally the best chef here even with that Cummings fella!”

 

Arnold is keeping look out and Von Doome then hears a click.

 

Von Doome: “And there you are. Voila!”

 

Von Doome opens the door and the door flies open to show it completely empty, with no one inside, nor their gear. Maddie just walks inside and looks around.

 

Maddie: “Hmmm…they probably don’t have furniture because, HELLO!, they all like put people through them. So yeah…here…”

 

Maddie places the bowl of cold chili in the middle of the floor. She then turns around as Von Doome is confused.

 

Von Doome: “All that to put a bowl of food on the floor?”

 

Maddie: “It’s a gift for Rachel Foxx! With special ingredients!”

 

Arnold: “For getting the World Title Sh-OU-t”

 

Von Doome: “Oh…well then…how nice.”

 

Maddie then turns and skips off before stopping. We then see Matt Auclair storming through the backstage area down the hall. Maddie eeps before running off.

 

Von Doome: “What’s wrong?”

 

Arnold: “OUH-clair…”

 

Von Doome: “This Sunday…we will make sure she doesn’t worry about him anymore.”

 

Von Doome and Arnold then look at each other.

 

Arnold: “Where’s Chuck?”

 

Von Doome: “Apparently doing some police work on zee side. Could use him here against that man…”

 

Arnold shrugs and the two walk off as we cut back to ringside.

A deep voice booms around the arena as the crowds are hushed, waiting for what would happen next.

“The Book Of Winchester, Page Three, Chapter Seven, Verse Nine…There was a dark and foreboding federation…nothing but criminals and geriatrics running riot…the place called out for a hero…a saviour that wasn’t of the Christian variety…that could bring a new sense of awesomeness to it’s very core…and rock the place to it’s foundations like never before…they found that man”

There is silence before various words show on the video screen.

DRAGONSLAYING

FOUNDATION LAYING

ALCOHOL SWILLING

LEGEND THRILLING

"Motherf**ker Of The Year" By Motley Crue hits in the arena as a microphone now appears on the video screen as Gable's voice can be heard echoing throughout the arena

"CAN YOU HEAR ME NOW?!"

This immediately sets the crowds off with jeers aimed toward the man that steps out onto the top of the ramp with "The Book Of Winchester" tucked securely under his arm as he walks forward and "Jack" can be seen behind him walking almost reluctantly with his mentor as Gable then stops and smirks at the gathered fans before holding the book aloft as blue fireworks shoot up from both sides of the stage and the crowds give him an unfriendly reception. Shrugging, Gable turns to Jack and gives him the book to carry before strolling down to the ring, barely even acknowledging the fans as he makes his way to the ring with his protege in tow albeit with nowhere near as much enthusiasm as Gable

EVERY TIME I TURN MY HEAD,
I CAN HEAR EVERYTHING THAT'S SAID
I KNOW THEY WISH I'D GO AWAY!

HERE I AAAAAAM AGAIN,
HEY NOW, HEY NOW,
I'M THE MOTHERF**KER OF THE YEAR!

The words on the screen keep on repeating themselves as Gable reaches the ring and slides in, standing on the ropes and holding his hand up in a tight fist as the crowds boo and jeer while Jack then enters the ring and Gable tells him to get a microphone.

 

Sharper: “Gable Winchester certainly not endearing himself to his tag partner this Sunday.”

 

Knots: “Lexington Stalfos is hardly a partner. More just there. He’s a placeholder and Gable may have gotten rid of him!”

 

Sharper: “Well I have not heard any official announcement and just on the heels of what happened with Regan Street, you’d think we would have heard something.”

 

Knots: “It’s probably because Dollar greased some palms.”

 

Jack walks over and is handed a microphone by Jason Phillips. He then turns and walks over to Gable Winchester. The music starts to fade out as Gable smiles as he takes the microphone. Gable turns and looks around the arena as the crowd boos some more. Gable just smirks as he turns to the main camera.

 

Gable: “Whoa…whoa….I know, I know. You’re probably all still horribly saddened by the fact that I have to carry that lump that is Lexington Stalfos as my fellow challenger this Sunday against a team that is just the best of the best in the Next Level. But never fear…I have great news for everyone!”

 

The crowd boos.

 

Gable: “Lexington Stalfos, unfortunately, thanks to what happened at Supreme Saturday is in no condition to compete and I am holding an open invitation for someone, someone worthy to stand beside the Man of Win to challenge one of the greatest tag teams in SCW history, the Next Level, for the World Tag Team Championship this Sunday.”

 

The crowd boos.

 

Sharper: “Give me a break!”

 

Knots: “Yes! Lexington is injured! He’s out!”

 

Gable: “Now, unfortunately, Lexington Stalfos will have to step aside, so allow me first to have a moment of silence for him.”

 

Gable stops for a moment and takes a deep breath. He then looks down as the crowd boos, but before the moment of silence can even really set in, with the crowd settling, Gable pops his head up.

 

Gable: “Okay, that’s done and now, if we can, I’d love to have an opportunity to read a prepared statement on behalf of our challengers this Sunday, who want to say a few words regarding Stalfos’ brief run as a contender. Jack?”

 

Gable turns to Jack and Jack pulls a folded up piece of lined paper from the Book of Winchester and hands it to Gable. Gable unfolds it and looks out and smiles.

 

Gable: “This is a note from the desk of Tommy Valentine and David Helms….”

 

Gable looks up.

 

Gable: “I didn’t know they shared a desk.”

 

Gable looks back down.

 

Gable: “We have heard that Lexington Stalfos has returned to the hole that Dollar pulled him out of. Apparently money doesn’t solve anything. We hereby give our permission and blessing for Gable Winchester to find a much better tag partner, capable of giving us a true challenge this Sunday. We mourn the loss of Lexington Stalfos’ fifteen seconds of fame.”

 

Gable then holds the note up as he turns to the crowd.

 

Gable: “So that’s that. Three out of four, let’s do this! Let’s bring out those who want to stand before me and see if they deserve to stand alongside me in my quest to try and win the World Tag Team Championships from one of wrestling’s greatest team! Who deserves to stand with the Man of Win?! Come on out!”

 

The crowd boos. Gable then stands back and extends his arms.

 

Sharper: “This is ridiculous. I have heard nothing official-“

 

Knots: “It doesn’t matter. Dollar probably is scrambling trying to bribe anyone he can!”

 

Gable keeps waiting for a few moments before “It’s a New Day” starts to play throughout the arena. Gable just looks at the entrance way and slowly lowers his arms. A few moments pass before Johnny Dollar walks out from the back and Lexington Stalfos walks out with him. Gable just looks around before turning to Jack and snapping at him. Stalfos and Dollar then walk down to the ring.

 

Sharper: “Well there’s Lexington Stalfos! He looks fine to me!”

 

Knots: “Clearly he’s got a boat load of drugs just to get him down to the ring. This is all a show!”

 

Stalfos and Dollar walk to the ring and Dollar walks up the steel steps before entering the ring. Stalfos follows him and Dollar walks past Gable smiling before asking for a microphone. He’s handed one and he turns back as Gable still looks shocked. He continues to yell at Jack.

 

Dollar: “Just cool down there. Don’t need you setting yourself on fire like you’re Rachel Foxx with a problem.”

 

The crowd cheers.

 

Dollar: “As you can see and everyone else here, The Humanamoly here seems to be fine after Supreme Saturday. No lovely injury. No no condition to compete. And this one you can’t pin on Jack. Despite your best efforts, Lexington Stalfos is standing here and ready to win the World Tag Team Championships for you and him…but mainly him.”

 

The crowd roars.

 

Gable: “But…but…you shouldn’t be here!”

 

Dollar: “But I am and if you’re going to pull the wool over people’s eyes, you want to make sure you’re using wool and not just some food wrap. We’re right here and we’ve been here all night and trust me, that’s painful to wait with that jackass over there on commentary!”

 

The crowd cheers some more.

 

Knots: “Hey!”

 

Dollar: “Now, contrary to what all this is…there wasn’t a line up of people back there because we all know that you’re slipperier than a snake and David Helms’ hair. No one wants to be your partner because they know Stalfos is the one driving this team and you’re the lucky one just to be here!”

 

Gable starts to yell at Dollar.

 

Dollar: “Come on…aren’t I right?”

 

The crowd roars as Gable turns and looks at the crowd. He then turns to Jack and tells him to get them to stop cheering.

 

Dollar: “Gable…be happy. You’re with the man that can lead you to greatness…something you’ve struggled to get back to for years!”

 

Gable’s eyes widen.

 

PINNACLE WILL STEAL THIS SHOW IN

5

4

3

ERROR - ERROR - ERROR

As the countdown reaches three, the image on the screen begins to distort as if being taken over by a virus and the sound of static replaces the robotic voice before both cut completely and the room goes dark again before the screens light up once again.

NEXT LEVEL ARE STEALING THIS SHOW - NOW!!!

A montage of clips showing both men hitting various moves - including Valentine's 'Grievers Bane' and Helms' 'New Jersey Neckbreaker' - fills the screen as "The Flood" by Escape The Fate begins to blast over the speakers. The song is in full flow as the curtains part, allowing Thomas Valentine and David Helms to walk out onto the stage to another resounding chorus of boo's from the crowd. Helms and Valentine each have a microphone in their hands. Dollar just turns to them as Gable continues to be stunned at Dollar’s latest comment.

 

Knots: “The Tag Champs are here to straighten this out!”

 

Sharper: “How? Another prepared statement? Give me a break.”

 

Helms: “Hold it there….hold it. It’s a shame really that you Dollar, someone who gives out gifts and opportunities in the past, can seem to give the greatest opportunity of all to our good friend Gable. See, unfortunately, we can make the decisions here, but the fact is…and we mean this…Lexington Stalfos is in the way.”

 

The crowd boos as Dollar just smirks.

 

Valentine: “See, we could be preparing for an epic encounter between us and Gable and someone he can trust. We could have a hell of a competitive match between four of the greatest wrestlers in SCW and instead…we’ve got one of your Academy dumbasses in there. I mean, really, Dollar, outside of all the hot air you expel, what makes him special? He’s the humanamoly! He looks like a gym rat with a crap buzz cut to me!”

 

Dollar: “Oooo…burn!”

 

Helms: “See, it’s a shame. We tried Gable. We would have loved to see who would be standing next to you with Lexington out of your way, but it seems like we’re going to have to shut up another loudmouth with an ego complex.”

 

Dollar: “Oh come on. You’re making me blush!”

 

Helms just smirks as the crowd cheers to Dollar. Helms clearly a bit irked by the smart aleck comments by Dollar.

 

Valentine: “Now we-“

 

Dollar: “Okay…okay….wait. Sorry, I can’t stand here with being about to follow asleep as you give this passive aggressive, we like competition, but only on our terms crap. You did it with the Cashmere Mafia and now you’re trying it with me. Allow me to ask the basic question here….Gable….you’re the Man of Win right?”

 

Gable: “Damn right. Beat you at Rise to Greatness!”

 

Dollar smirks as Gable looks at Lexington.

 

Dollar: “Of course you are….and well, if you’re the Man of Win, you should have no problem carrying Lexington Stalfos as you claim.”

 

Gable: “I can’t perform miracles!”

 

Dollar: “Well neither can I and trust me, I’ve tried. It takes a lot of money to test it, but damn it, apparently, I can’t! I tried to turn water into wine once, but people called shenanigans when I just poured wine into that water! But what can you do!”

 

Dollar smirks as the crowd cheers. Helms and Tommy just roll their eyes.

 

Knots: “It’s bad joke night in Dallas.”

 

Dollar: “No, Gable, you claim to be awesome. Helms and Tommy claim to be the best team except for Dark Fantasy, but Helms knows he’ll have his testicles ripped off by Syren with that well trained death grip of hers! No…see, this Sunday, we have a chance to see a miracle and that’s when Lexington Stalfos carries your Man of Win ass to the World Tag Team Championship belts! And don’t worry, you can say thank you later and Helms and Tommy…thanks for showing where the battle lines are drawn. As a thank you, Stalfos is going to be ready to fight!”

 

“It’s a New Day” plays throughout the arena. The crowd roars as Dollar smiles and turns back to Gable. Gable just looks at him as Lexington Stalfos then smirks. Dollar tosses the microphone aside before turning and exiting the ring. Lexington does too. Tommy and Helms look at Gable as Gable turns to them and just shrugs.

 

Sharper: “Dollar and Stalfos seem quite clear. They’re coming this Sunday and they’re going to drag Gable to the titles!”

 

Knots: “I’d love to see them try! Gable is going to have to someone deal with HIM as a partner!”

 

Sharper: “And we know the Cashmere Mafia will be watching too. The Challenge Series with Next Level starts the first Breakdown after Apocalypse!”

 

The crowd continues to cheer as Lexington and Dollar walk over to the rampway before walking alongside it and start to head to the back. Tommy and Helms turn to Gable who just turns to Jack and snaps at him before the scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Nathan Archer vs. Eric Paisano

 

Phillips: “The following match up is scheduled for one fall! Introducing first hailing from Boston, Massachusetts weighing in at two hundred twenty pounds NATHANNNNNN…ARCHER!”

Just before the start of the lyrics of End of days start Nathan comes out and stands at the top the ramp with his head down cloaked by his zip up hoodie with his black belt tied round his waist and his Olympic Gold Medal hanging round his neck. As I've had enough' is said Julie appears behind Nathan pulling his hood back as he lifts his head. Nathan turns to face Julie whom unzips his hoodie sliding it off his shoulders and carrying it in her arms as they head down to the ring. Nathan focused on the ring as he reached the ring side he jumped up onto the apron as Julie looked for a fan and gave the hoodie to them before climbing up the stairs. Nathan sat on the middle rope pulling the top rope up to make it easier for Julie to get into the ring.

Sharper: “Archer looking to rebound after his first career loss in a brutal match against Dark Fantasy’s Autumn Valentine.”

Nathan climbs up to the top turnbuckle with one foot on the second turnbuckle, Nathan looks out at the crowd crossing his arms in front of himself in an X showing his X tattoos on the back of his hands. Julie stands on the second rope smiling to the fans and clapping Nathan. Nathan and Julie meet in the middle of the ring where Nathan takes off his Medal placing it round her neck and untying his belt hanging it too round Julie's neck before Nathan holds the ropes again to help Julie out of the ring.

Sharper: “Such a gentleman. If only some people took some lessons.”

Knots: “I would laugh my ass off if she fell off the apron but she is pretty hot though.”

Post blue by Placebo begins to play:

It's in the water baby
It's in the pills that bring you down
It's in the water baby
It's in your bag of golden brown
It's in the water baby
It's in your frequency
It's in the water baby
It's between you and me

Then out comes Eric who is wearing a customized basketball jersey with the last name Paisano seen on the back of the jersey.

Phillips: “Introducing his opponent residing in Wilmington, North Carolina by way of London, England weighing in at two hundred and ten pounds…ERIC..PAISANO!!!”

Sharper: “Eric put up a good fight against Ace Marshall last week but in the end Ace’s sneaky tactics got the best of him.”

Knots: “Forget about that. I can’t believe this idiot tried to run out and attack Blitzkrieg in that Tactical Warfare match. You don’t pick a fight with Satan in Hell.”

The audience gets up from their seats and cheers for Eric. Eric then takes off the jersey and tosses it in the crowd. This gets the audience even more excited. Eric who is now shirtless, showing off his perfectly toned six pack abs receives some whistling from the females in attendance showing their approval.

 

Knots: “And I can’t believe he’s still trying to show up those scuffed up abs after he got chokeslammed through this announcers table last week.”

Sharper: “He’s a fighter and he’s been showing that in recent weeks as he tries to win over Kelcey Wallace.”

 

Knots: “Now there’s a futile dream.”

He has short black hair with some styling gel and is clean shaven. Eric has on white basketball shorts with the top part of his black boxers visible. He also has on white Air Jordan basketball shoes and white ankle socks. Eric smiles at the crowd as he makes his way towards the ring.He then jumps on the ring apron and then enters between the top and middle rope. Eric looks at Archer and nods his head as respect. Archer nods his head back while cracking his knuckles as the bell rings.

DING! DING! DING!

The bell rings as Archer explodes out the corner as Paisano runs out of the corner and ducks an Archer clothesline. Archer turns around only to eat a drop kick from Paisano which sends him into the ropes. Archers bounces off as Eric tries to meet him with an overhand right but Archer side steps before following it up with a knee to the gut. Eric falls to his knees but Archer doesn’t let up by quickly taking his back while picking him back up slamming him back down with a big release German suplex. Eric screams in pain as he arches his back on the canvas. Archer again doesn’t take any time off by walking over to Eric and dropping a knee on his stomach before grabbing his legs and locking in the Boston Crab. He wrenches the hold as Eric screams in pain.

Sharper: “Man maybe Eric should have followed doctors orders and sat out this week as Archer appears to be reinjuring his ribs.”

Knots: “He should have just been grateful he’s even able to walk again.”

The ref asks Eric if he wants to continue but Eric growls NO before extending his arm trying to grabs the bottom rope. He’s only inches away as Archer looks back seeing this and looks like he’s about to pull him away. Eric luckily takes one last swipe at the ropes and barely grabs it with his fingertips. The ref breaks the hold as Archer lets go in frustration obviously upset Eric was able to grab the ropes.

Sharper: “Paisano pulling out his inner Michael Jordan impression from Space Jam as he was able to extend that arm to just barely grab those ropes.

Knots: “Jesus Christ your old as hell. Who the hell even references that movie?”

Sharper: “What do you mean that movie came out in 96’?”

Knots: “And you still had gray hair.”

Eric slowly stands to his feet as Archer charges and take him down with a clothesline. Eric tries to get back to his feet again but Archer just yanks him back up before dropping him back down with a vicious tilt-a-whirl backbreaker. The audience oh’s as Eric almost look like he could be in tears after that one. Seeing Eric is pretty much all but finished Archer gets a little confident and walks over to the corner. He exits the ring through the ropes before climbing up onto the top turnbuckle. He pats his elbow signaling his signature top rope elbow drop as Eric slowly tries to muster enough energy to get back on his feet. He slowly gets to a knee before pushing off back to his feet with his back to Archer. Eric slowly turns around as Archer leaps off the turnbuckle only to eat a spinning back kick straight to the jaw! The crowd roars as Archer falls to the ground like a sack of potatoes with blood leaking out of his mouth. The force of the kick sent Paisano into the ropes which he is using now to stay up to on his feet. He then suddenly flops to his knees before crawling and covering Archer.

Sharper: “Huge spinning back kick drills Archer out of mid air!”

Knots: “Where was this when Blitzkrieg was kicking his ass? This idiot might actually win this. Archer’s out cold!”

1!

2!

3-kickout!

Archer barely gets his shoulder up just in time. Eric flails his arms up in to the air clearly frustrated Archer was able to kick out. He slowly gets back up to his feet before helping Archer to his. Eric locks in the Muay Thai clinch before delivering some nasty knees to Archer’s ribs. The crowd oh’s at each one before Eric drills him with an uppercut that sends him back into the corner. Eric steps in before leaping and nailing a flying knee to Archer’s rib cage. Archer almost falls to the bottom of the turnbuckle but his arms barely keep him up.

Sharper: “Eric delivering some of his own punishment to Archer’s ribs!”

Knots: “These two are literally intent on making each other piss blood by the end of the night.”

Eric pulls Archer out of the corner before delivering a vicious spinning back kickto the ribs of Archer that send him bouncing off the ropes. Eric runs at him attempting a spear but Archer is able to catch him on contact before tossing him on his head with a vicious counter hip toss. The crowd oh’s. Eric rolls to his knees shaking his head obviously stunned by the move. He sees Archer making it back to his feet before charging at him with a clothesline out of blind rage but Archer ducks under before lifting him up dropping him with a Samoan drop. He hooks the leg for the pin.

1!

2!

Eric kicks out.

Sharper: “Archer starting to have a counter for everything Eric’s charging him with right now. Almost finished him too!”

Knots: “I don’t know when Eric will learn he’s just too damn small to be running at bigger and stronger guys.”

Archer stands back up in no mood as Eric just kicked out again. He grabs Eric by his hair and pulls his back to his feet. Eric surprises him with a stiff right jab to the jaw followed by an overhand right that connects flush to send Archer back into the corner. Eric walks up and attempts another spinning back kick to Archer’s stomache but this time Archer catches his leg before pulling him into a vicious knee to the body. Archer pounds him on the back of the head with some vicious forearms. He then grabs Eric’s arm before backing himself into the corner. Archer pushes him self onto the top rope using his back foot before double underhooking Eric and pulling him up onto the ropes with him. Archer tries to thrust him up for the Drug Free pedigree drop from the top rope as the crowd cheers but Eric grabs hold of the top rope to stop it. Archer lets go of the hold and tries to nail him with some more forearm smashes but Eric blocks it before countering with a vicious overhand right. The punch stuns Archer who falls into Eric who grabs him around the body before throwing him over with a top rope belly to belly suplex. The crowd cheers.

Sharper: “Huge belly to belly suplex off the top rope! How much more punishment can this guy take?”

Eric slowly get up feeling the effects of the move himself. He turns to Archer itching for him to get up. Just then, the crowd roars as we see Blitzkrieg walk out from the back. Aiken walks out with him. Eric turns to Archer and Archer hits an STO. He goes for the pin.

 

1!

 

2!

 

Paisano kicks out and Blitzkrieg then walks over as Aiken grabs the official and pulls him out. He nails the official in the throat with his cane and the official falls over. Blitzkrieg pulls himself onto the apron and enters the ring. Archer rolls over and notices him and without even hesitating, goes over to Blitzkrieg and nails him with a hard right. He nails him again and the crowd roars. Paisano stirs and slowly looks up as Blitzkrieg then headbutts Archer, knocking him back. Paisano gets up and Blitzkrieg then turns to him and Paisano nails him with a spear. The crowd roars. Archer turns and runs at him too. The crowd roars as Paisano and Archer start to hammer away at him. Blitzkrieg however shoves Archer back and then catches Paisano with his knee. He runs out and clotheslines Paisano down before then turning around and booting Archer in the face. The crowd ohs.

 

Sharper: “Archer and Paisano have entirely turned to Blitzkrieg! And they’re taking the fight to him!”

 

Knots: “Well trying!”

 

Sharper: “But why is he out?!”

 

Knots: “I think that’s obvious. He and Paisano have something to discuss!”

 

Archer rolls over and Blitzkrieg turns and Paisano gets up and goes for the Gamewinner, but Blitzkrieg shoves him back. Paisano bounces off the ropes and Blitzkrieg grabs him by the throat. He then hoists him up and turns before chokeslamming him over the top rope to the floor! The crowd ohs and Paisano hits the mats.

 

Sharper: “Oh my God! From the ring to the floor!”

 

Knots: “Well Paisano and Blitzkrieg had their discussion!”

 

Sharper: “And this is two men! Add Thirteen! Kelcey Wallace has to deal with this this Sunday!”

 

Blitzkrieg turns around and Archer nails him with a kick to the thigh and then another and another. Archer then grabs him by the arm and goes to take him down, but Blitzkrieg jerks him back and Archer falls to the ropes as Aiken just smiles and Blitzkrieg grabs him and pulls him back before kicking him in the ribs. He then lifts him up and hits the Rigor Mortis in the middle of the ring. The crowd ohs. Blitzkrieg then just looks down at him. Aiken then yells at him, pointing at Archer again. Blitzkrieg then grabs him and starts to lift him up.

 

“Necro!”

 

The crowd explodes with cheers as we then see from the entrance way, Shilo Valiant and Thirteen walk out from the back. Blitzkrieg stops with Archer and backs up. Aiken rolls into the ring.

 

Sharper: “Shilo Valiant! Thirteen! They’re coming to the ring!”

 

Knots: “Well what a lucky bastard Archer is! They just saved his career!”

 

Thirteen and Shilo walk down to the ring. They stop at ringside as Aiken turns to them and Blitkrieg then grabs Archer and throws him at the ropes, causing him to fall over and down to the apron. Shilo steps forward and pulls him away from the ring and helps him up.

 

Knots: “What the hell do they care about that kid?”

 

Sharper: “Well he stood up to Howell and Regan two weeks ago? Blitzkrieg tonight. Maybe they like him. Or maybe they just want to prevent the Coalition from doing even more!”

 

Knots: “Well then, where’s Kelcey?!”

 

Blitzkrieg and Aiken stand in the ring. Some officials are at ringside checking on Paisano as Archer is joined by Julie who thanks Shilo and Thirteen. They just watch the ring as we then cut backstage.

We open up backstage to see Kelcey Wallace watching the television in her locker room. Shawn Mason is with her as is El Cuchillo.

 

Shawn: “Paisano should’ve run.”

 

Kelcey: “Yeah…”

 

Shawn: “Make sure you’re at ringside this Sunday. I don’t care.”

 

El Cuchillo just nods.

 

Kelcey: “It almost makes me sad to see Paisano destroyed like that again. Maybe he’ll learn…”

 

Shawn even looks a bit surprised.

 

Kelcey: “After what he’s done to me and Shaya in the past…and I don’t know if he had anything to do with what happened….let him sacrifice himself to prove something to me…He’s proven plenty to me.”

 

Kelcey just turns away.

 

Kelcey: “Get William. We have plenty of training to do.”

 

Kelcey turns and walks away from the monitor. Shawn and El Cuchillo turn to each other before then following Kelcey.

 

“Rescue Me” then starts to play as the Breakdown logo comes up and we see a shot of Jake Starr and then one of Shaun Cruze.

 

Sharper: “Well it’s been a hell of a night for both. Jake Starr has called Syren and Greg Cherry out to come out next. Shaun Cruze seems to be a man to himself for IWC. They’ll clash here on Breakdown, next!”

 

The scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Jake Starr vs. Shaun Cruze

 

The lights in the arena slowly dim, culminating in a sea of darkness. A male voice is heard over the PA system. His diction is firm, and fierce, as if trying to "rally the troops," or give a "pep talk" to someone, and his message is clear...

Rise up and take the power back,
It's time the fat cats had a heart attack,
You know that their time's coming to an end,
We have to unify and watch our flag ascend!

After he finishes, there is a massive explosion of pyro from the stage. "Uprising" by Muse begins to emanate from the speaker system, and laser beams begin to fire around the arena. As the song reaches the opening verse, two spotlights drop onto the entry way where Jake Starr stands, back to the crowd, head looking down, and his fist pointed straight to the heavens. His arm is tense and shaking. He slowly turns his fist so it's now pointing "backward," and as he lowers it down, bending at the elbow, he spins his body around, and trusts his fist forward, directed straight toward the ring, to a huge roar from the audience.

Along with the thrusting of his arm, he begins walking toward the ring. His path is slow and steady, pausing several times to take in to account the fans holding their hands up as a sign they stand behind the Social Misfit cause. As the second chorus kicks in, Jake reaches the apron of the ring.

They will not force us,
They will stop degrading us,
They will not control us,
We will be victorious
So come on

As the chorus plays, Jake climbs up onto the apron. He looks in all four directions, including behind him. As the chorus ends, and the "Hey" chants come over the loud speaker, the crowd is illuminated by bright white lights, and with each chant, thrust their fists skyward. Several fans have signs in the shape of the infamous "Misfit Revolution" fist.

Jake nods, and with one final show of leadership to the "followers" of the Social Misfit cause, he thrusts his fists skyward one last time, which ignites one final explosion of pyro from each of the four ring posts.

He then walks over to the turnbuckle and climbs up onto the second turnbuckle of one of the corners, and mouths the words, "You're looking at the best in the world," and then points out to the crowd saying, "Nobody will stop me... Not in MY HOUSE!"


Jonathan Knots: "Egomaniac personified."

 

Jake then raises his fist in the air again, pointing at it, and screams, "THIS IS WHO I AM!"

Adam Sharper: "Confident yes. Overly confident? Yes. Extravagantly so? Yes. Unfounded? No. Jake has proven he is one of the best."

The crowd erupts with noise as an heart beat reverberates around the arena, pulsing faster and faster until it stops, the noise intensifying as Avalon by Professor Green blasts from the PA system.

Yeah, Yeah...
Yeah, Yeah...

It's time to even it up
I guess a round table weren't equal enough
You can't contain me
With chains I'm free
and I run free
Any enemy is coming with me when I'm done

Several explosions and pyrotechnics accompany Shaun Cruze as he steps through the curtain, thrusting one arm up in the air and standing there in that pose, looking left and right at the masses before him. He nods his head appreciatively, before bringing his hand down and clapping the fans which heightens the noise and the atmosphere still further.

Whatever's asked to me I perform,
I rip through the rain into the eye of the storm,
Still carrying the flame, eye of the torch,
Failure comes at a price I can't afford,
Never been halfhearted I put my all in,
Forfeited all just to answer my calling,
Wearing the scars of the wars that I fought in,
Should have been heading for the stars but I'm falling,

I have your sword and cape,
If you need them I'll be swimming in the lake,
Oh baby don't look down, just take the crown.

Shaun makes his way down the ramp, high fiving and shaking the hands of several of the fans who are lucky enough to be seated this close. He never pauses however, and keeps walking purposely until he reaches the ring, and without hesitation slides under the bottom strand

We'll be kings forever, oh oh oh,
Holding on together, oh oh oh,
Feeling so much better oh oh oh,
When everything was wrong and everything was gone
We ran to Avalon.

I fought till I had no fight left,
Risked my death,
Walked with conviction in everyone of my steps,
My strengths water enough,
To wash away any of the stains on my rep,
Yeah, I fought off vultures,
Went against odds when I was short on soldiers,
I asked not for my burden to be lightened
but if I may have broader shoulders
so as I may carry the weight all the doubt I had in me has been allayed
so from now til the day that I'm carried away I will never walk around what stands in my way
fuck if they ain't letting off cos neither will I
When I die from the ashes an eagle will rise
long as my blade and my faith keep me alive
Fear is something that you won’t see in my eyes

Shaun stands, leaning on the ring ropes and looking out at the crowd, almost in disbelief at the level of noise which is all for him. He then walks over to a turn buckle and begins to climb it.

We'll be kings forever, oh oh oh,
Holding on together, oh oh oh,
Feeling so much better oh oh oh,
When everything was wrong and everything was gone
We ran to Avalon

He raises his arm, another explosion rocking the ring side area.

I left competion out for the count no abacus
Fought for the crowd, fought down challengers
When my massacre was ordained I remained through pain forged my sword,
I left competion out for the count no abacus
Fought for the crowd, fought down challengers
When my massacre was ordained I remained through pain forged my sword, my Excalibur

He climbs down, clapping once again in appreciation for the fans, before turning his focus to the match in hand, a determined smile forming on his face.

Jonathan Knots: "He's young, dumb, and allowed mistakes. Like following his brother to that other dump some people have the audacity to call a wrestling promotion."

Adam Sharper: "Young sure. He's also a hell of a competitor. We're getting a guaranteed five star match here assuming we don't get unwanted attention."

Jonathan Knots: "Was that a bad pun on Starr? Five Starr? Seriously? Leave the fun and jokes to me. I know what I am doing."

Shaun and Cruze meet square in the center of the ring, staring each other down. Before either man can continue "I WANNA STAND ALONE" blares throughout the arena. Jake immediately looks over to the stage where the image of Greg Cherry flashes on the SCW-tron. "Justice" by Rev Theory plays over the PA speakers. The crowd immediately starts to boo. Greg steps out from behind the curtain and walks to the top of the stage and stares out into the crowd who just boos louder.

Adam Sharper: "Jake Starr challenged Greg Cherry and Syren to come out and watch, Greg seems more than happy to accept it!"

Jonathan Knots: "Good, he can watch Cruze shut that man up! Now where is Syren?"

After a few seconds, Greg begins to slowly walk down to the ring not acknowledging the crowd at all. Jake ignores the interruption and takes advantage of the distraction by swinging at Cruze. Cruze reacts quickly ducking while swinging a hook of his own that connects with Starr's jaw, sending him reeling back. As he turns back toward him Cruze pulls his feet out from under him with a double leg take down before swinging repeatedly across Starr's face.

Adam Sharper: "Greg here now must be enjoying this. His presence alone may be tipping the scales in Cruze's favor just from-"

PINNACLE WILL STEAL THE SHOW IN

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NOW!

“Groupie” by Cassie Steele hits the PA system as Syren makes her way out onto the stage.

Jonathan Knots: "Yes! Now we have a show to talk about!"

Greg makes his way to the other side of the ring, continuing to watch at the apron as Syren wastes little time getting to ringside, seemingly very upset. Starr manages to push Cruze off of him and gets back to his feet only to be kicked in the sternum before being thrown into the ropes. Coming back Cruze takes him off his feet with a flying lariat. Starr rushes back to his feet just as Cruze bounces himself off the ropes before jumping up and smashing Starr back down to the mat with another jumping lariat.

Jonathan Knots: "This is making everyone happy. Starr promised a show, and here he is getting shut down right in front of his Apocalypse opponents. One is a Hall of Famer. The other just wrestled in the main event of Rise to Greatness. Jake Starr? Jake Starr just won't shut up!"

Adam Sharper: "Shaun Cruze showing us he can still very much take it to the next level, no pun attended. Despite conflicts of interest with his interest in IWC."

Lifting Starr up Cruze sets him up and slings him back with a snap suplex. Starr bounces off the mat clutching his back while rolling over, only finding himself in the corner. Cruze follows him in and starts stomping him in the corner. After the second Starr reaches over before pulling on Cruze's tights, yanking him face first onto the top turnbuckle. Cruze falls into the corner while Starr manages to crawl out from under him and back to his feet. Spinning around he immediately starts pounding on Cruze, mixing every blow with a chop to the chest. Grabbing Cruze by the arm he Irish whips him into the opposite turnbuckle before jumping and splashing over top of him. As Cruze starts to fall back Starr flips him over with a snapmare into a sitting position. Wrapping his arm around Cruze's neck he lifts him up slowly before looking forward and saluting Greg in the process while falling forward with a falling neckbreaker.

Jonathan Knots: "I knew it was too good to be true for Cruze to keep it rolling. Greg get out of here, you're encouraging him!"

Adam Sharper: "Jake has never been in short supply of encouragement."

Jonathan Knots: "Half of the roster had issues where no one had a parent willing to hug them. Starr hugged himself as a child!"

As Cruze rolls over from the move Starr follows up with several quick double arm axe handles to the back of Cruze's neck. Lifting Cruze back up he hits him in the jaw with a jab. Cruze retaliates with a knife edge chop across the chest sending Starr around wincing. Instead of going for one of his own he tries kicking Cruze's knee out from under him. Cruze comes back with another knife edge chop, and then another. Starr kicks out Cruze's knee again, this time knocking Cruze into the ropes where Starr pulls him forward trying to Irish whip him into the ropes. Cruze counters and sends Starr running. Starr comes back just as Cruze ducks to flip him over, only for Starr to grab him by the head and drop him with a swinging neckbreaker. Standing back up he looks around the ring where Syren and Greg standing on opposing sides, both staring him down. He smirks while shouting at Syren.

Jake Starr: "See THIS?! THIS IS HOW IT'S DONE!"

Jonathan Knots: "This is how you embarrass yourself. Get up Cruze!"

Adam Sharper: "You're normally not the most supportive of either one of them."

Jonathan Knots: "A side needed to be picked, and I am picking Syren's!"

Starr lifts Cruze up before Irish whipping him hard into the corner before coming in as Cruze is stepping back. Starr plows him over with a stiff clothesline to the back of the head. As Cruze crashes to the mat Starr steps to the ropes and waits as Cruzes gets to his knees. Not letting him get further Starr leaps up and off the second rope before coming down with a knee to the back of the head. Cruze rolls over and yells while clutching his neck in pain. Starr goes to lift Cruze up only for Cruze to grab his arm and pull him in while throwing his legs up and around Starr's head in a figure four position with Starr on his knees. Starr panics immediately and starts waving his one open arm frantically for the ropes.

Jonathan Knots: "Yes! Tap now! Tap now! Show us how it's done!"

Adam Sharper: "Cruze showing us a very effective and brutal submission maneuver here. You know Greg Cherry and Syren are loving this."

Greg just smirks while clapping with his arms in the air just feet in front of Starr who stares on in agony. Syren continues to stand at ringside staring through them both seemingly growing impatient while pacing a few steps back and forth. Starr using his one free hand raises it high over his head before pummeling it repeatedly into Cruze's side. Cruze not budging merely uses his weight and leverage to roll Starr over onto his side while strengthening the lock. Starr screams but manages to grab the rope forcing the break up.

Jake Starr: "MY RING. LET GO!"

Getting back to his feet while rolling his neck seemingly flustered, Starr turns and goes to strike Cruze in the face only for Cruze to pull his arm down again, this time going to lock on the cross face. Starr immediately fights his way out of it before Cruze can completely lock the hold. Starr spins around and with a front dropkick to the face knocking Cruze to the mat. Pulling Cruze back to his feet he shoves Cruze into the corner before running up and jumping on the second turnbuckle. Wrapping his arm around Cruze's neck he makes a twirling motion with one hand before spinning and jumping around, dropping Cruze with a tornado DDT.

Jonathan Knots: "See this is what happens when you start jumping to inferior companies. Cruze clearly following in IWC's footsteps by being completely and utterly inferior."

Adam Sharper: "This match clearly has both competitors pulling out all the stops with Jake's Apocalypse opponents watching on at ringside."

Jonathan Knots: "It was his idea!"

Starr appears about ready to go for a pin fall but stops himself to look once again between Greg and Syren. Smirking he goes to the corner and climbs up to the top rope. The crowd cheers as he claps his chest five times.

Jonathan Knots: "Yeah! Whatever! End this already so we can move the show along!"

Starr jumps going for the Shooting Five Starr. Cruze rolls out of the way just in time before clawing to get back up as Starr crashes and burns. As Starr bounces up while clutching at his mid section Cruze wraps an arm around his neck and lifts him up before dropping him down with the C5.

Adam Sharper: "C5! C5!"

Not wasting time he covers Starr as Greg slams his hands on the apron, seemingly enjoying this.

1!

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2!

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3!

Cruze rolls off of Starr just as Starr starts to stir a bit. Not wasting any time at all as "Avalon" hits the PA system Syren rolls into the ring as Cruze raises his arms to celebrate. Walking right by Cruze, Syren starts stomping the hell out of Starr.

Jonathan Knots: "YES! The show we've been waiting for! Forget Apocalypse, we're having the action here and now!"

Adam Sharper: "Now it's just a question as to when Greg will get in the ring."

Jonathan Knots: "I think he's answering your question! He's walking away!"

Greg makes his way around the ring before slowly making his way up the ring, not appearing to be interested at all in the beat down in the ring. Cruze looks around awkwardly before rolling under the bottom rope in departure. Syren screams angrily before mounting Starr while unloading blow after blow to his skull.

Jonathan: "Foreshadowing? Foreshadowing! I can see this now! So much pent up anger! Need that healthy Jake Starr beating to get it out of ya!"

Standing up off of Starr Syren rolls out of the ring before going to the announce table to grab an unused chair. Folding it she begins slides back into the ring before turning to Starr who is on the mat trying to stir. The crowd boos while Jake Starr chants break out from the crowd.

Adam Sharper: "Someone- Brandon Evans now running out from the back with security in tow!"

The crowd cheers as Brandon Evans makes his way down the ramp with a security team while ignoring Greg on their way down. Syren looks up as the crowd cheers and turns just in time to see them. Dropping the chair she rolls out of the ring just as the group enter. Starr slowly gets to his feet and turns his head to stare Syren down who mocks him with a kiss.

Jonathan Knots: "Not sure if I should be jealous or not!"

Adam Sharper: "This situation escalated quickly. The final show before these three step foot into the Thunderdome this Sunday!"

Greg is shown at the top of the stage laughing at them the two continue to stare holes through each other.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns as we see Damian Angel seated backstage on one of the storage crates. In his hand is the folded up contract of Hurse. He just twirls it around between his fingers as we then see Katie Steward and Gigi Steward walk over to him. The crowd cheers seeing all three.

 

Katie: “What do you want Damian?”

 

Damian: “Just wanted to come here and offer a peace offering if you will.”

 

Gigi: “Peace offering…we are-“

 

Katie: “Go on?”

 

Damian: “I have Hurse’s contract. As you know, he’s a bit injured thanks to the goings-ons in other places that we have issues with.”

 

Katie just remains paused as Damian smiles.

 

Damian: “Good I have your attention. Now I could keep the contract and hold it over his head just for my entertainment, but quite simply, it looks like the IWC is realizing how futile it is to compete against us and quite simply, the chaos I can cause…it’s not really that chaotic. Too predictable. Too straightforward and well…this contract is a prop now, nothing more. Nothing more than my ability to lord over Hurse.”

 

Gigi: “What are you getting at?”

 

Damian: “I’m willing to give it to you Katie. You can do what you want. Set it on fire. Frame it. Give it to Hurse. Trying to get Robin to like you. I don’t know. That’s up to you. But I think I know what you’d like to do.”

 

Katie: “Have a lighter?”

 

Damian: “Excellent.”

 

Damian reaches into his pocket and pulls out a lighter and hands it to Katie.

 

Katie: “Gigi….you can do it.”

 

Gigi: “Wait….but you hate him.”

 

Katie: “Do it, please.”

 

Gigi then flicks open the lighter and Katie places the contract into the flame. It starts to burn and they drop it to the floor, letting it burn on the concrete floor.

 

Damian: “It seems like there is just us…against Cruze. Want me still there?’

 

Katie: “You know what…yes….”

 

Damian: “Good. I hope this can mend some of those issues we’ve had in the past.”

 

Damian steps off and walks off. Katie just watches him leave. Gigi then turns to her.

 

Gigi: “Do you trust him?”

 

Katie: “I don’t know…but that felt good.”

We cut back to ringside to the announce table to see Adam Sharper and Jonathan Knots at ringside.

 

Sharper: “Well things not looking good for Cruze this Sunday.”

 

Knots: “Not for Jake either. Just getting attacked there.”

 

Sharper: “He’ll only be more driven. He hates both Syren and Greg. And the feeling is mutual. But this Sunday, Apocalypse comes to you live from San Antonio and it’s going to be a huge night to say the least.”

 

We hear “Born to Rise” by Redlight King and the Apocalypse logo comes up on the screen.

 

Jake Starr vs. Greg Cherry vs. Syren

Thunderdome Match – Elimination Rules

 

Sharper: “After what has happened earlier tonight, and what happened on Supreme Saturday, Jake Starr could have a long night ahead of him.”

 

Knots: “You have to outlast both of your opponents. It’s not one and done. Greg Cherry had the right idea. Wait and conserve. And Syren…just as good…weaken Jake Starr!”

 

Dawn Street vs. Stacy Kissinger

SCW Interim Women’s Championship

 

Sharper: “Determined earlier tonight after their confrontation, Stacy Kissinger after winning the Interim Women’s Championship under somewhat dubious circumstances, she is going to face off against Dawn Lohan.”

 

Knots: “At least we didn’t hear her sing, but it’s just another Street looking to enforce their skewed view of the world on everyone else!”

 

Shaun Cruze vs. Damian Angel, Katie Steward & Gigi Steward

 

Sharper: “Another big change. With Porno Lad apparently not looking to compete, instead showing up to the SCW Studios on Saturday, Mr. D made it sound like his contract has lapsed. And then Hurse, he was injured this past Sunday. Cruze is on his own!”

 

Knots: “The Stewards and Damian Angel can have some fun now. Let’s go hunting IWCers and kick their ass!”

 

Madison Chase vs. Matt Auclair

 

Sharper: “Chase has been an interesting figure these past few weeks and certainly has not done herself any favours with Matt Auclair.”

 

Knots: “She should be quivering her boots. She’s running around like a fool. Matt Auclair is just going to take her head clean off her shoulders.”

 

A$AP Scrappy vs. Thomas Watson

SCW Adrenaline Championship

 

Sharper: “A$AP Scrappy and Thomas Watson have had some wild twitter wars and they don’t seem to care for each other at all. That was seen two weeks ago and also earlier tonight.”

 

Knots: “Scrappy…step back and review the situation. Thomas Watson is going to carve you up!”

 

Ryan Watson vs. James Evans

 

Sharper: “And the other Watson, Ryan Watson, the number one contender to the US Championship, can take that shot when he’d like, he faces off against a very angry and frustrated James Evans.”

 

Knots: “Evans thought Sunday night he’d be facing Rachel. Sorry, kid, life’s not fair and Ryan Watson is only going to make that future evident to you this Sunday!”

 

Lexington Stalfos & Gable Winchester vs. The Next Level

SCW World Tag Team Championship

 

Sharper: “Gable tried to get rid of his teammate, but it looks like Lexington Stalfos and Johnny Dollar will be there and will face Next Level with Gable for the titles.”

 

Knots: “Why can’t the Academy just go away? Please? Pretty please? Gable cannot perform miracles!”

 

Simon Lyman vs. Collin Cole

SCW United States Championship

 

Sharper: “Simon Lyman getting the first crack at Collin Cole’s US Championship this Sunday and Collin Cole is looking to do something his mentor couldn’t…beat Simon Lyman.”

 

Knots: “Cole is not going to lose this title so quickly. Simon, expect a long night!”

 

Ravyn Taylor & CHBK vs. Alex Desoubrais Jr. & Donovan Kayl

 

Sharper: “And speaking of long nights, Ravyn had one a few weeks ago. Revenge is on the mind of CHBK and Ravyn Taylor. But the end of Ravyn and CHBK’s games is planned by Alex Desoubrais Jr. and Donovan Kayl.”

 

Knots: “Who do either Alex Jr. or Kayl think they are?! One, respect your father! The other, you’ve been here for a cup of coffee! Ravyn and CHBK are delights on this roster!”

 

William Mason vs. Tatum McGraw

SCW Underground Championship

 

Sharper: “A very personal battle for the Underground Championship. Former partners and now, pure hatred.”

 

Knots: “When you try to do what Tatum did earlier tonight, the Underground may not even contain them!”

 

Blitzkrieg vs. Kelcey Wallace

 

Sharper: “Blitzkrieg and Kelcey Wallace, a personal feud that see both undefeated in singles action going into this match.”

 

Knots: “That’s going to change this Sunday and I don’t expect it to be a pretty!”

 

Dylan Howell vs. Devon Kayl vs. Thirteen

 

Sharper: “Howell wants Kayl. Kayl wants a title shot…and Thirteen is caught in the middle.”

 

Knots: “And he should get out, turn around and stay in the back. This is not going to be pretty when Howell gets his hands on Devon Kayl…if he shows up.”

 

Rachel Foxx vs. Shilo Valiant

SCW World Championship

 

Sharper: “And the World Championship. Shilo Valiant makes his first title defense against Rachel Foxx. Originally scheduled to be Regan Street…Rachel now has her chance.”

 

Knots: “I said it last night on the A Show, I’ll say it again. Rachel Foxx will bloody and destroy Shilo Valiant. This is her night to shine and I think we’ll be done with entertainment.”

 

Sharper: “We’ll see soon enough. This Sunday, Apocalypse, live on pay per view and Sunday Night Aggression right before then.”

 

The Apocalypse logo comes up on the screen.

Just then, we cut to a shot of Shilo Valiant walking backstage. The crowd roars seeing him.

 

Sharper: “And there’s the World Champion, Shilo Valiant! We saw him earlier and now he’ll have something to say in front of this capacity crowd. What will he have to say about Rachel Foxx? That is next!”

 

The scene fades to black.

COMMERCIAL:

Breakdown returns and the lights flicker then go dark as the entire arena is bathed in darkness and the crowd falls silent. The silence lingers for a few moments before being shattered by the grim voice of J. Robert Oppenheimer

"Now I am become Death, the Destroyer of Worlds"

The phrase "destroyer of worlds" echoes softly through the arena as the eerily soft intro of Karnivool's "L1FEL1KE" fades up underneath it. The intro crescendos and flares into blaring guitars as the words "The Suicide Queen" appear on the screen and a huge set of white pyros illuminate the stage area. As they do the words on the screen are replaced by "RACHEL FOXX" setting the entire crowd off in a frenzy of Boos. As the pyros die down, we see the Suicide Queen standing in the entrance with Cassidy Carter behind her.

 

Knots: “That is NOT Shilo Valiant.”

 

Sharper: “We expected to see Shilo Valiant coming out here, but it looks like we’re going to hear from Rachel Foxx first and Rachel has her new assistant, for those who follow her on twitter, you’ll know that there may be some tension between Jesse Rose and Rachel Foxx.”

 

Knots: “Well Rachel may be the future World Champion, I’m pretty sure she’s entitled to make some adjustments to her executive staff.”

 

Sharper: “Also no Aiken out here with her and I’m not sure what to make with that.”

 

Rachel Foxx walks down to the ring as Cassidy Carter just follows her unquestioningly. Rachel reaches the ring and walks up the steel steps, looking around at the booing crowd and just laughing before entering the ring. Cassidy Carter follows her into the ring and Rachel Foxx walks forward, flipping her hair back and looking up at the ceiling, extending her arms and laughing more. The boos only continue as they watch Rachel pose in the ring. Rachel then slowly looks down at the crowd as Cassidy is handed a microphone. She takes it and turns before handing it back to Rachel Foxx. She looks around as the boos continue. She just smirks before bringing the microphone to her mouth.

 

Rachel: “You better get used to this.”

 

The crowd boos more.

 

Rachel: “Because while people like Shilo can continue to come out here, parading their futile brand of entertainment, I am here for much more. This is an opportunity…and opportunity not just to see the world burn, although Shilo found out just how literal I can be.”

 

Rachel laughs a bit.

 

Rachel: “No. This is about so much more. Finally, a World Champion that will not irritate those who should be feared. Finally someone who DEMANDS to be feared…and doesn’t just pride themselves on catering to finicky tastes. And the sad part…the little girl of Pinnacle, she thought she masked man was scary….”

 

Rachel just starts to laugh, almost maniacally.

 

Rachel: “Really? We’re afraid of skeletons in closets that aren’t even skeletons now.”

 

Rachel shakes her head.

 

Rachel: “Regan Street could have enjoyed this shot and could have been a great champion, but I’m sorry Regan, it’s time for the Suicide Queen to take her throne and lead as is demanded. Shilo Valiant is entering a dimension he cannot even fathom. Watching him look around as the flames engulfed this ring this past Saturday. The fear in his eyes. The entertainment I was watching. That’s something I would pay to see time and time again. Shilo, like a trapped rat, trying to figure out what he can do. It won’t be helped by you all shouting Necro! It won’t be helped by Thirteen. And entertainment certainly doesn’t care who its master is. He would just have drop down into the fetal position and rock back and forth until the flames go away or engulf him…and this Sunday, they WILL engulf him!”

 

“NECRO!”

 

The crowd roars as Rachel stops and turns. The fans jump to their feet as the lights then go out in the arena. The crowd cheers some more. Flashes from cameraphones and the lights of many phones can be seen in the crowd.

 

Sharper: “You heard the necro! Shilo Valiant may have a problem with what Rachel Foxx has said!”

 

Knots: “Or he turned off the lights hoping she’d go away!”

 

Sharper: “Please…”

 

A few moments pass as the crowd continues to buzz and make noise. We then get a spotlight come down over the entrance way. Shilo Valiant stands in the middle of it with the SCW World Championship over his shoulder and a microphone in his hand. The camera cuts to the ring briefly to see Rachel and Cassidy still in the ring, their body’s outlines evident from the light from the stage.

 

Shilo: “There! Much better!”

 

The crowd roars.

 

Shilo: “Now with that out of the way, allow me to welcome you to the SCW World Championship ranks. I don’t think you ever got a proper welcome and I have to say, with everything that’s happened in the last couple of weeks, things haven’t been boring to say the least. I went from another Pinnacle member with the same axe to grind to someone who likes grinding axes…”

 

The crowd cheers a bit.

 

Shilo: “And I’d like to thank you for turning the temperature up a bit because well, that only just keeps the heat on me and I always like the pressure.”

 

Shilo smirks.

 

Knots: “God. If he makes another horrible joke…”

 

Shilo: “Now Rachel-“

 

Rachel: “Oh…you’re being entertaining. How cute. You’re going to come out here and cut the same schtick-“

 

Shilo: “No, Rachel, I’m here to welcome you. Because I do happen to believe that you have been overlooked for a while. You’ve been here FOREVER…and you’ve always been just right there and now, now you have that chance to take this from me and claim it for yourself. That! That I am happy to see. I said I wanted something different and I’m getting that. But there is one simple question I have….can you honestly deal with this?”

 

Shilo then snaps his fingers before a single spotlight comes down over the ring. Rachel looks around, as does Cassidy before Rachel just chuckles a bit.

 

Shilo: “The spotlight. The focus all on you…and I’m not just talking about the possible police presence when you kidnap someone like Josh Hudson. I’m talking about being the centre of the SCW!”

 

Rachel just looks at Shilo and smirks, only mouthing “More than you know.”

 

Shilo: “Because then more people are going to be watching whatever you and your Coalition friends do, but it’s also a lot more pressure. It’s no longer good enough to just be violent and rip my intestines from my body. You need to win…and Rach…You were here a few years ago…no one doubts that you COULD beat me…but a few years ago, you had a chance to make people no longer overlook you and instead, nice dice. Back to the shadows…the shadows you love so much now. They give you freedom. THAT! That doesn’t give you the freedom you want. But it is EVERYTHING to me.”

 

Shilo smiles. The crowd cheers.

 

Shilo: “But, Rachel, don’t worry, I’m here to be welcoming and this Sunday, I’m sure you’ll give me a hell of a match as I know you’d love this because well, you don’t like me! But while you want to have fun by setting the ring on fire, welcoming me to your methods, reminding me of a year ago, just like Devon Kayl tried….allow me to welcome you to the spotlight and the SCW World Championship.”

 

Shilo smiles as he looks down as Rachel looks a bit confused.

 

Rachel: “All this for a we-“

 

Just then, a red liquid falls from the ceiling onto both Cassidy and Rachel Foxx drenching them.

 

Sharper: “That…that’s blood!”

 

Shilo just smirks.

 

Shilo: “Necro!”

 

The crowd roars as Rachel just looks down at the blood that covers the ring as Cassidy Carter just seems frozen. Rachel slowly looks up at Shilo as Shilo laughs as “Sin with a Grin” starts to play.

 

Sharper: “Shilo Valiant giving a welcome to Rachel! A symbol of the Underground. All that blood!”

 

Knots: “Why is he poking the proverbial bear? He wants to be gutted this Sunday!”

 

Sharper: “We will find out. Rachel Foxx challenges for the SCW World Championship this Sunday against that man, Shilo Valiant, at Apocalypse. Will it be the end of his return to the top or will Shilo continue to be the master of the World Championship?!”

 

The crowd continues to cheer as Shilo Valiant just nods and tips an imaginary cap to Rachel. Rachel, drenched in blood, just looks at Shilo, slowly just smirking sadistically as the scene fades to black…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

QUICK RESULTS:

Collin Cole defeats Dawn Lohan via pinfall

 

Marcus V. Lopez defeats Chef Cummings via pinfall

 

Alexis Quinne defeats Elisabeth Burke via pinfall

 

Justin Davis defeats Matt Auclair via pinfall

 

Blitzkrieg defeats Thirteen via pinfall

 

Merrick Wiseman defeats Havoc Warrior Exodus via pinfall

 

Ace Marshall & James Evans defeats A$AP Soldiers (A$AP Scrappy & A$AP Smash via pinfall)

 

Nathan Archer versus Eric Paisano ends in no contest

 

Shaun Cruze defeats Jake Starr via pinfall